Post # 19 There are no goodbyes

Posted on Fri Jun 5th, 2020 @ 1:23pm by Lieutenant Tara Herculoid PhD & Lieutenant T’Mia Rahl

Mission: The Restroffs (Space Spiders)
Location: Brol vessel
Timeline: Concurrent to Posts 11-13

On

< Shuttle Tempest >

First officer Will Raymond manned the shuttles controls as the away team made their venture over to the Brol vessel.

"Amethyst can you let your friends know we are on approach?" Will asked the Counsellor.

Amethyst nodded and closed her eyes, focussing on contacting the Brol again. << Are you there? Can you hear me? Hold on we’re coming to help you! >>

* My friend...the creepy things have moved towards your ship...hurry here."

<< We will >> Amethyst opened her eyes and looked at Will. “They’re waiting for us. We need to hurry the spiders are coming.”

Will could see the bogies on his sensors and thrustered faster toward the Brol ship.

" I hope that is a landing bay? It looks like an arboretum."

The shuttle bounced in and disappeared in a veil of foliage. The spiders paused and scurried back into their funnel of webs.

"Is everyone ok?" Will asked.

Amethyst nodded. “All good here Sir.” She offered a smile.

"Lt Herculoid are you ok?"

"I'm fine," Tara said "Landing was a bit bumpy but nothing that serious. It looks like our Intel Officer was right. Launching that impulse shuttle with the anti-matter pod was a good idea. Those spiders didn't follow us."

* Starship People we are the Brol. The voice you hear is possible from your universal translator. I am the one speaking to your Amethyst. Hi friend," the Brol greeted through the shuttles speakers.

“Hello my friend” Amethyst smiled as she heard the voice of Brol. “We came to help you, just tell us what we can do.”

* Come out and see us.

" I am reading an oxygen, nitrogen atmosphere." Will reported. " I will go first followed by Lt Herculoid." Will ordered.

Amethyst nodded. “Commander, I sense no deception or intent towards us.” She offered a smile. “I feel safe here.”

" Amethyst I have to go by the book. As XO I have to make sure it is safe out there." Will replied. He then nodded to Dallas to open the hatch.

Immediately a unique floral smell their noses. Foliage everywhere but three distinct biopeds stepped forward.

* We are the Brol. I am your friend Amethyst." a tall tree like creature waved, his voice amplified by the ships hull.

"I am First Officer Will Raymond of the Federation of Planets starship USS Amandora. Thank you for receiving us under these conditions.”

Amethyst stood in awe of what she saw before her, the Brol were plant based life forms. Her friend was a walking, talking tree like creature. “It is so nice to meet you.” Amethyst smiled. “Your ship is just ... amazing.”

"I'm the science chief, Lieutenant Tara Herculoid. How long have you been trapped here?"

* As you measure time 6 months. We were on a course to deliver the Pak'shree home. They are also on-board and secure. Amethyst knows us...knows me..."

"And who are the Pak'shree?" Tara asked "How can we be of assistance to you?"

* A sentient crustacious being that is known to your Federation, The Brol are on a diplomatic errand to take them home when we became ensnared by the creepy one.

"How can we help you?" Tara asked "Our Intel Officer suggested to our engineer that we fill an small pod with anti-matter and place it in a shuttle and send it away from our ship at impulse and it worked. The spiders, or creepy ones as you call them followed the shuttle. They seem to be drawn to anti-matter."

* It was the movement mostly. The creepy ones secure all movement and absord its energy. We have the abuility to deter the creepy ones with various flora.

" Counselor joins us. Your friend has waited long enough." Will replied.

Stepping off the shuttle Amethyst walked over to meet her Brol friend. “It is a joy to meet you, I have to admit I never imagined this is how you would look.” She gazed around. “So beautiful.”

The entire room blossomed around them but the middle being stepped forth and bowed.

* It is you that is beautiful. The Pak'shree are in danger. We can survive but the creepy ones will eat them. When you leve you have to take their deligation back home.* said the Brol.

Amethyst looked at the Brol “What about you? You told me that breath was getting thin, you can’t survive without it. We need to get your ship free or at least get all of you back to our ship.”

* A hull breach threatens the Pak'shree. We have sealed it for now but even our technology is limited. The seal won't hold.*

" Lt Herculoid they said they use flora to defer the spiders. On Earth marigolds and certain plants do that to bugs. Could we synthesize the Amandora with this ability?" Will asked Tara.

"It's possible, I'd have to see what they are using so I can either attempt to grow it or yes synthesize it," Tara said "The hull breach on the Pak'shree ship how long before it fails. What kind of environment do they need to live in?"

* The Pak'shree breath compatible levels of oxygen. Our hull needs reinforced with deuterium.*

"That can be replicated," Tara commented "Is your engine room functioning? I can assist your engineer."

The Brol ship suddenly shuttered as all the foliage folded into itself. The flowers folded like umbrellas and the middle Brol looked directly at Amethyst.

* Imminent Danger. You have to leave now!* he said referring to the hulls collapse.

“What about you?!” Amethyst looked at the Brol. “What will happen to all of you when the hull breaches?”

" We are Brol. Take these with you please.* Brol said handing her a flat of seeds.

" OK folks back aboard the shuttle, NOW!" shouted the XO.

Three beetles quickly boarded the shuttle, huddling together.

" Pak'shree ?" Dallas concluded.

* We will meet again Amethyst.* said the Brol voice.

Amethyst took one last look before boarding the shuttle as Will had ordered. Taking her seat she strapped in and gently cradled the seeds she’d been given with tender loving care.

"We can't just let them die!" Tara said taking a seat. "There has to be something more we can do!"

The shuttle door closed once all boarded. The three Brol on the viewer extended their tree like arms in a last wave good bye.

" They are a resilient species," spoke one of the three Pak'shree in the rear.

"That they may be, but unless those spiders are supplying them with air they'll die from it. It's a horrible way to die. I wish I'd have had more time with them, I'd have liked to see what I could have done to help," Tara said

“You’re not the only one” Amethyst looked at the seeds she’d been given. “They didn’t tell me if I should plant these or not!”

"Bring them to my lab and I'll run some tests on them and see if they need to be planted," Tara replied "The tests won't harm them."

Amethyst nodded. “I will, thank you.” She offered the best smile she could muster under the circumstances.

Will then hailed the pilots in the fighter escort.


As the shuttle craft Tempest took off an envelope of green flora molded around the Brol ship in a last ditched effort to save the hull. A form of cocoon became the Brol ship.

Will watched as the Brol ship dropped off his sensors.


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