Between the stars Lotus-Epsilon and Iris Heart Deadspace Spoiler: OOC This thread is sort of an experiment for the ILB Roleplay community-you may join this plot if you wish, or simply observe, or ignore it entirely if you would like. "Deadspace" is space that has effectively nothing in it-no major stations, planets, or other objects are relatively nearby. It often makes for an excellent place to hide, given the right preparations. A flash of light briefly outshone the nearby stars, procuring a small frigate-sized vessel. The energy readings from the spike were significantly higher than what is expected from the use of FTL travel, but had quickly subsided. For a time, the vessel would drift through space as if abandoned... Araxie Serai woke with a gasp, placing a cool hand to her throbbing forhead in the frigate's small bridge. It felt wet-blood. I must have hit my head on my console, she thought, but... This is-ow-still the bridge... Why am I not in the medical... Bay? The console in front of the slender woman lay dormant and dark, refusing to respond as she weakly dialed the small emergency code into it. Minutes later, the woman forced herself to stand-at least the injury wasn't as bad as she thought, only giving her a migraine so far. "Captain? George? ...Anyone?" Did they abandon ship, thinking I was dead? But the ship's still intact, just deactivated it seems... Or in a low power mode-it's not terribly cold... She looked up the small ladder reaching into the crew bunks. John always snored, so he wasn't asleep. Neither was anyone else, if he was always the first one in bed and the last one out. Coughing a little, Serai maneuvered to the nearest AI interface-a buggy display repeating an error message: ERROR 37789: CONNECTION LOST. MANUAL RECONNECTION REQUIRED. A quick tap on the service panel directly above the screen revealed the reset button-when pressed, the display flickered briefly before lighting up, the pleasant man which was the avatar for the ship's artificial intelligence seemed to gasp, holographic eyes "focusing" on Araxie. "Oh, it's great that someone on the ship knows how to move again! I... Don't know what happened, but our engines are damaged from that battle-and I don't know what happened. On account of Captain Edward's lack of appearance, and the disastrous state of the ship, I can activate the emergency broadcast signal on your command, Miss Serai." The elysian's voice cracked as she responded, practically shouting, "YES!" "One moment... The signal is being broadcasted. Now we must wait." From the idle starship, a large, long-range radar ping periodically emanated out into deep space. It played on all known emergency frequencies, the message stating the ship's approximate location in galactic coordinates, as well as a brief description of the situation at hand. The signal repeated itself every five minutes, until disengaged.