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 Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:03 pm
"Meanwhile, while they do that, we have a problem with intruders. Can we lock the doors?"
He asks, tapping away at random controls. He tapped one three times, before moving on to another one, and the doors to the bridge flashed three times, then glowed a blood red as they locked.
"Okay... Never mind about that."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:17 pm
"Good job! Nice guess there." Mike said as he fumbled with a pair of dogtags.
"Status on the transmitter?" He asked his techies. "Sir, we have everything almost ready. We are having a few problems transfering the data from the main controls to this seperate unit. But once this thing has been bypassed.... we should have some control of the ships movements and weapon controls."
"Good, keep at it." Mike said.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:21 pm
"Thanks."
Gai just stood there, tapping a few controls on his hud, till a set of runes showed up.
"Guys. I think you need to see this. All of these controls have the same numbers and letters. The only difference is, each one has an ornate script written over them. Take away the script... and you get their texts. Sending translation information to your headsets now."
Gai tapped another button, and he sent the relivant information to their sets, allowing them to see the text without the ornate scripts.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:29 pm
Mike's HUD screen filled with numbers and letters. He went over to the frontal controls and taped a button that looked like tangled spaghetti twice. With a sudden jolt, the ship lurched forward. "BOYS! We have ourselves a ride!" He called out. "Coyne, Mad these controls to my left. Nicolay and Cheeks, get the weapon systems re-routed through that thing. You are taking weapon systems. Ashford, you have COM. LaFever, you help me with navigation. Forte, stand guard at the door. Gui, try figuring out some of the systems."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:32 pm
"Sir."
Gai peered over the controls, searching for some thing that looked like an inverted T. He found it, then tapped it once, bringing up a holo list of crew, different weapons systems, and cargo.
"Jackpot."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:35 pm
"You seem to have a lucky finger Gai." Mike joked as he turned the ship to the starbord side. "Cheeks, hurry with the weapons... we dont know when they will come..."
"Sir..." Cheeks replied without even looking up from his work.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:42 pm
Gai looked over at the console, and pointed to one that looked like a sideways I, covered in three claw marks.
"Tap that one. That should give you the hud for the weapons system."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:47 pm
Cheeks looked over and clicked the Icon. "I got it." He said. Mike looked over to Cheeks. "Cheeks, dont use the weapon system for the ship. I want you to re-route it to the transmiter. That way, next time we do this, we know what, and how to re-route it."
"Got it Sir." He said, and continued his work.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:50 pm
Gai continued to update his software, all the time locating new symbols as they flashed on his hud.
"Sir. If this works, we can learn so much more about them than ever before."
He says, tapping another control, allowing for engine specs to come online as well as the atmoshperic controls.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:52 pm
"Gather all the data you can. I still want to see if we can convert the Covenant Technology to our own..." He said.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 6:58 pm
"Right sir. Turning on data recorders. You should all try the same."
Gai says, tapping his head piece to record what he was seeing.
((WOOT! 100TH POST!))
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:59 pm
"Sir! I think our long range censors have detected something. Its pretty far, but still, its within censor range." Ashford called from his station. "Alright. Cheeks, record all the data you can from the panel and keep an eye on the weapon systems. Forte, hit the COM and open a channel to the Armengald. Tell them we have something on radar." Mike said.
"Gai, do you think you can get some type of translator device out of this ship? I think I have a plan to get rid of the guys on the Armengald."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:43 pm
"Working on it sir."
Gai simply taps away at things that looked familier, and soon found some of the covie files.
One was an old recording of someone in black and white, raising his right arm and screaming loudly. Another was someone on the moon, before it had been turned into a battle station.
"Sir? You might want to come and look at this."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:53 pm
Mike walked over to Gai. "What is it son?" He asked looking over his shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:58 pm
"Aparently, it is a recording of our history. Our wars. Our triumphs. This aparently is how they know so much about us."
He says, only speculating as to why they would have all of their previous recordings.
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