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Aug 30, 2023 at 8:41 AM AEST — 2 turns Australia, New South Wales fiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Hello take the provided text and format in the style used in a novel:Bridge, COMS TAMMY Go ahead MCCONNELL COMS, status update on our shuttle? TAMMY Last check in: +0.2 ETA: +0.3.5 MCCONNEL What was the signal strength at that range? TAMMY Strength is 96.7, but static can only filter 23.4, so it's marginal but still within safe limits. MCCCONNEL Monitor it, will you? I know you will, even so, if it gets to 88.9 or lower call until this is done. Follow emergency standard order 14 (c) until further notice. MCCONNEL But COMS... TAMMY Yes, Fleet Captain. MCCOONELL This may be an emergency, but those still apply, and though you've got interrupt authority. Don't think for a microsecond that you have carte blanche to abuse it, got it? TAMMY Understood Fleet Captain. Within an hour, the shuttle carrying the rescue party docked with the Prince. Opening the main hatch of the Prince, amid near-total silence. The scene was one of total blackness. The beams of the flashlights showed condemnation drips on the walls and bulkheads; there must be total power failure aboard. The magnetic boots of the rescue party were the only thing preventing them from floating around; the artificial gravity system aboard the Prince had failed. Things were unusually quiet on board. Where had her crew gone? Were any still alive, and if so, what condition are they in? SEARCH PARTY LEADER 'SR-07 to Star Raptor: actual rescue party aboard, AG and power systems offline, oxygen levels marginal but sufficient for li...

CHATBOT: Captain McConnell, hasty but composed, cradled her friend, Captain Campton, in the dimly lit side corridor of Section Alpha 03/01. The Prince, engulfed in near-total darkness, posed a grave threat to their survival. Drawing a shaky breath, Captain McConnell reached for her COMS system, urgently calling for a medic within range. "McConnell to any medic within range: come to Section Alpha 03/01 at once," she transmitted with a hint of desperation in her voice. Medic Estelle Jackson, a highly esteemed member of the Star Raptors Company, swiftly responded to the call. A trusted ally, she had assisted Captain McConnell in the past and was known for her skill and efficiency. Within minutes, Medic Jackson arrived, her footsteps echoing through the desolate corridor. "To Fleet Captain, this is <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>. I'm three minutes away," Medic Jackson acknowledged, her voice radiating calm determination. As Medic Jackson entered the dimly lit corridor, she pulled out her medical scanner to assess Captain Campton's condition. But to her dismay, the display was distorted and filled with static. Disheartened, she attempted a reset, only to be met with the same frustrating result. "Damned thing, won't you work?" Medic Jackson exclaimed, her frustration palpable. Concerned, Captain McConnell questioned the situation. "Jackson, what's going on?" Regret seeped into Medic Jackson's voice as she explained the situation with her faulty medical scanner. "Sorry, Fleet Captain, but whatever is affecting COMS seems to be interfering with the medical scanner as well. From my initial assessment, Fleet Captain Campton is in dire need of evacuation. She should be our highest medical priority." Feeling the weight of the responsibility on her shoulders, Captain McConnell wasted no time relaying the urgent situation to the Medical Command Post. "Medic 02/14 to command, I am with Fleet Captain McConnell in the side corridor in Section Alpha 03/01 with Fleet Captain Campton. The medical scanner is inoperative, and Fleet Captain Campton requires immediate evacuation. Priority code red," Medic Jackson swiftly transmitted, her words filled with urgency and concern. In the midst of the darkness and uncertainty, Captain McConnell held onto a glimmer of hope that help would arrive in time to save their fallen comrade.

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CHATBOT: A tense silence filled the corridor as Captain McConnell and Medic Jackson anxiously awaited a response from the Medical Command Post. Every passing second felt like an eternity, the weight of Captain Campton's deteriorating condition pressing heavily on their hearts. Finally, a crackle of static broke the silence, followed by the distant voice of a medical officer on the other end of the line. "Medic 02/14, this is Medical Command. We acknowledge your message. Proceed with immediate evacuation of Fleet Captain Campton. We're dispatching a medical team to your location. ETA: five minutes." Relief washed over Captain McConnell as she thanked the officer and relayed the message to Medic Jackson. "Help is on the way, Jackson. A medical team will be here in five minutes. We need to hold on and keep Captain Campton stable until then." Medic Jackson nodded, her eyes filled with determination. She swiftly began performing initial assessments and administering necessary first aid to Captain Campton, using her training and instincts to provide temporary relief. The dim light in the corridor cast shadows on their faces, reflecting the uncertainty and fear that lingered in the air. Time seemed to stretch on endlessly as Captain McConnell and Medic Jackson

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Aug 30, 2023 at 8:44 AM AEST — 2 turns Australia, New South Wales fiction View full conversation

USER: Hello take the providedWithout removing the dialoge format the following text and format in the stylein the fomat of a novel don't stop untill you've used in a novel:Bridge,all provied text: Bridge, COMS TAMMY Go ahead MCCONNELL COMS, status update on our shuttle? TAMMY Last check in: +0.2 ETA: +0.3.5 MCCONNEL What was the signal strength at that range? TAMMY Strength is 96.7, but static can only filter 23.4, so it's marginal but still within safe limits. MCCCONNEL Monitor it, will you? I know you will, even so, if it gets to 88.9 or lower call until this is done. Follow emergency standard order 14 (c) until further notice. MCCONNEL But COMS... TAMMY Yes, Fleet Captain. MCCOONELL This may be an emergency, but those still apply, and though you've got interrupt authority. Don't think for a microsecond that you have carte blanche to abuse it, got it? TAMMY Understood Fleet Captain. Within an hour, the shuttle carrying the rescue party docked with the Prince. Opening the main hatch of the Prince, amid near-total silence. The scene was one of total blackness. The beams of the flashlights showed condemnation drips on the walls and bulkheads; there must be total power failure aboard. The magnetic boots of the rescue party were the only thing preventing them from floating around; the artificial gravity system aboard the Prince had failed. Things were unusually quiet on board. Where had her crew gone? Were any still alive, and if so, what condition are they in? SEARCH PARTY LEADER 'SR-07 to Star Raptor: actual rescue party aboard, AG and power systems offline, oxygen levels marginal but sufficient for life, no sign of crew at this time. So far, there is no evidence of structural damage--no scotch marks or carbon deposits. According to my reading, there was no visible fire! MCCONNELL Star Raptor Actual, SR-07' Roger, search, lead, deploy personnel at your discretion, and keep COMS open. There was a howl on the COM channel that was barely discernible. MCCONNELL Star Raptor Actual, SR-07' Roger, search, lead, deploy personnel at your discretion, and keep COMS open. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Star Raptor, this SR-07 signal strength is -0.3. Over. At that moment, the COMs between the Prince and the Star Raptor went completely dead. Aboard the Star Raptor, Communications Specialist Tammy tried to regain contact but couldn't for five minutes. MCCONNELL We've lost the Prince report," Fleet Captain McConnell said. TAMMY That problem we had before we put out the static that cleared. Well, it's back worse than ever, captain! MCCONNELL Bridge acknowledges MCCONNELL (CONT'D) First Officer Ammerson AMMERSON Aye MCCONNELL I'm going to find out what the hell is happing over there, per fleet standing order 16you have the con...and don't break my ship AMMERSON Captain I must protest MCCONNELL Noted now I'm going over. AMMERSON Aya captain McConnell headed down to the launch bay, where a team of three Star Raptor Rescue Specialists would accompany her. They were experienced and capable. It was a risk she was willing to take. She was willing to trust her own judgment, as she had done many times before, but she was nervous about what they'd find over there, and Captain McConnell would do everything she could to ensure that this was not shown to her crew. She had to get up to the bridge to check the ship's systems and make sure everything was in order. McConnell and her team headed out onto the flight deck. When she arrived, the rescue team was suiting up. McConnell made sure the pressure suits were locked down, and then she joined them. MCCONNELL Is everything ready?" Captain McConnell inquired. SPECILIST Yes, ma'am, we're ready to go, SHUTTLE PIOLET Everything ready Captain we a claered to lurnch. The Star Raptor's launch doors opened. MCCONNELL Lema-221. Pre-Launch Cheek Operations Complete. SHUTTLE PIOLET Thank you, Captain, It feels so good to be back in the air. SHUTTLE PIOLET (CONT'D) We are going for luach at this time, over. STAR RAPTOR OPERATIONS OFFICER Operations, Lema 221 Copy Lunch Approved Lift-off at Your Discretion, Over SHUTTLE PIOLET Wilko operations, understood. SHUTTLE PIOLET (CONT'D) Fleet Captain McConnell operations have given us permission to depart, Clarence. The Star Raptors bay was claered for the departure of the shuttlecraft its navigation and anti colision lights filled the bay. Its main hatch hydrolics hissed and in closed with a metalic thud the echoed through the shuttle. MCCONNELL Copy pilot lift-off when ready. SHUTTLE PIOLET Aye, departing now. With that, the shuttlecraft departed the bay and made the necessary corrections to avoid asteroids. MCCONNELL Lema 221; Lemma 14; how to copy over? LEMMA 14 Lemma 14 copies. LEMMA 14 (CONT'D) Lema 221, best latch-on point, port-side hatch over MCCONNELL Lemma 14, Star Raptor Actual, State reason for latch on point over? LEMMA 14 Star Raptor Actual, Copy, and Starboard Side Hatch Show Signs of Possible Structural Weakness, Difficult to Distinguish from the port-side, Over. MCCONNELL Lemma 14, Star Raptor Actual, Copy, out STAR RAPTOR SHUTTLE PIOLET Approaching the Prince's Port Side, hatch now, captain. INT. CAG-118 CORRODOR - NIGHT Fleet Captain McConnell couldn't believe the state of the Prince, there was no reason (at least that which could be found) for her to be offline, her reactor would be restarted within the hour and then six hours of testing then she'd be flown out. The atmosphere aboard the Prince was dense and humid, and the environmental system was currently offline. Condensation drops ran down her walls, glinting in the flickering dull ambient light, yet to be stabilised overhead lights; the more time that passed, the colder she would become, and the less chance that survivors, if there were any, had for survival, Fleet Captain McConnell knew she was on a ticking clock, and that clock was excelling at running out, Acting in an expeditious yet diligent fashion was top priority. The taste of the recycled air inside the Prince mixed with the O2 inside McConnell's suit tasted metallic in her mouth; she'd encountered this taste in rescue training, didn't like it then, and doesn't care for it now. The emergency lighting on the floor was only a quarter as bright as it should have been, and it cast eerily dark shadows down the hallways. Out of the darkness bolted a figure--it was the lieutenant in charge of the engineers who had come over from Hades Station. Grabbing him quickly MCCONNELL Slow down, son. There are enough injured aboard you; you don't want to be among them, do you? The young lieutenant breathed hard into his suit helmet, which made a metallic rasping noise. Doing his best, he said. LUUTEENANT No, Fleet Captain, I don't. MCCONNELL Take it easy; slow down. Tell me why you're running. Where do you need to be, and to whom do you report? LUUTEENANT I was told to find you, Fleet Captain McConnell. The Chief wants to see you in the Prince's wardroom.' MCCONNELL That's fine. What do you know of the status of that part of the Prince? What was its condition before you came here? LUUTEENANT That section has had 60% of its gravity plating restored; all crew in that section are now safe and accounted for, Fleet Captain! MCCONNELL Thank you for the report." "Lieutenant, we'll go to the wardroom together, and I'm sure you'll be given orders at that time, right? LUUTEENANT Yes, fleet captain Where were the search teams, and why had no one been in contact? McConnell desided to contact the search leader. MCCONNELL CAG-224 Actual to Search Leader how copy over? SEARCH LEADER CAG-224 actual go ahead' That transmission was faint and covered in distortion and static. MCCONNELL Search Lead, say again Last transmission strength 1.5 over Three minutes later, McConnell was getting concerned about the safety of the rescue parties aboard the Prince. Finnely the search leader reasatblished contact with captain McConnell but it was next to useless SEARCH LEADER CAG-224 Actual search lead we need signal relay equipment transmission inference is strength 400. I say again Strength 400, normal COMS not possible at this time Search Lead out. MCCONNELL Search lead Rodger, CAG-224 Actual request acknowledged and understood ETA is Plus 60 Minutes I repeat Plus 60 Minters key once for acknowledgement over The search leader pushed and then released the 'Push to Talk' button on his handset in acknowledgement. Captain McConnell made contact with the Star Raptor for the needed equipment. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) McConnell to Star Raptor TAMMY Star Raptor, go ahead. MCCONNELL Send Delta 40s over here. COMS are at strength 1.5 Over TAMMY We've been watching her, captain, and they've been loaded; now load out; finish time is precisely +20.0, repeat +20.0 over. MCCONNELL Roger Star Raptor, +20.0 immediate, take-off once done, over? TAMMY Star Raptor Acknowledges MCCONNELL McConnell Out McConnell went off to find anyone who could inform her of the current situation. Walking up the Main Corridor leading to the bridge, something fell into the little light there was. Aboard the Prince, the silence was almost deafening. Its captain, Anna Compton, was barely alive; she drifted in and out and had no idea how much longer she or any of her crew would live. Captain Compton collapsed next to a bulkhead in the small anti-corridor next to the door that led to the bridge. Seeing this Captain McConnell hurries over. McConnell She swung her torch in that direction, and there was the undeniable shape of a human hand, with its owner clearly in need of assistance. McConnell was in shock; it was Anna Campton, the Captain of the Prince. MCCONNELL No Anna, hold on I'm coming Fleet Captain Compton knew that voice, but from where? It was so familiar to her, yet in her state, she couldn't place it. Fleet Captain Campton lay still and silent, but she was alive, if only just. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Anna, can you hear me? "It's Jade McConnell from the Star Raptor. CAPTAIN CAMPTON (weakly) Jade MCCONNELL It is, don't say anything right now, ok, we're looking into the power right now; in the meantime, put this breather on; the oxygen levels on board are dangerously low. "Captain, don't worry about your crew; I have search parties on the way to find them; only five more trapped in the engineering section; the rest are being evacuated now! CAPTAIN CAMPTON (Delirous) My s'ship got to save the Prince McConnell cradled her friend, who was in such a bad way. MCCONNELL Hush now, Jimmy is working on the Prince now JIMMY SR-0152 to Fleet Captain McConnell MCCONNELL McConnell, here, go Jimmy. JIMMY Ma'am, I can give you 21.5 percent power on the primary only." We should make it to Hades Station under tow in two weeks. Bridge systems, including navigation holographs, will be level 1 information only. MCCONNELL OK, Jimmy, do what you can about the water and the water reclamation system. JIMMY No ETA on those at the moment." Given the importance of the systems just mentioned, we may have to implement Water Conservation Measure 01-16 Part 2. MCCONNELL OK, Jimmy, you get it, but what about the lights? It's very dark in here. JIMMY Negative Fleet Captain, it's going to have to stay that way." This power system is touchy; there's too much draw, and it may shut down for good. Then my read is that we'd be under Article 32/71(b) Section 45 of the Space Movement and Navigation Act. Fleet Captain McConnell knew that meant trouble, and she didn't have enough tugs for that. MCCONNELL Jimmy, are you recommending Procedure 312 Part 7 over? MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Wilko Jimmy, Dark Ship Protocol, Understood? From what Jimmy had just told her about the power situation that posed a signifgant safety risk to the rescue personnel on board Captain McConnell made a COMMS call to all personel. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Easy, easy, we cannot put the lights on, Anna." Ok, the power draw would be too much for the prince to handle. "You call it Code 41! Captain Campton understood and passed out. Captain McConnell needed to get her help and fast, using her COMS system McConnell called for a medic. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) 'McConnell to any medic within range: come to Section Alpha 03/01 at once. Medic Estelle Jackson awnsered. JACKSON To Fleet Captain, this is <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>. I'm three minutes away. Medic First Class Estelle Jackson was a member of the Star Raptors Company and was well liked by all aboard; she'd helped Captain McConnell a time or two, so McConnell knew Fleet Captain Campton was going to be OK. JACKSON (CONT'D) Fleet Captain McConnell, where are you' MCCONNELL (Yelling) Down here in the side corridor. JACKSON Fleet Captain MCCONNELL Jackson Fleet Captain Campton needs aid' Jackson got out her medical scanner, but the display was distorted and filled with static. She tried a reset, but got the same result. JACKSON (Fustrated) Damned thing, come work, won't you? MCCONNELL Jackson, what's going on? JACKSON Sorry, Fleet Captain, but whatever is affecting COMS is also present on the medical scanner, but from what I can tell, Fleet Captain Campton needs the highest level of priority for EVAC. Jackson radioed the Medical Comand Post to advise them of the situation. JACKSON (CONT'D) Medic 02/14 to command I am with Fleet Captain McConnell in the side corridor in Section Alpha 03/01 with Fleet Captain Campton, the medical scanner is inoperative at this time, and Fleet Captain Campton is medical priority red over.

CHATBOT: As Captain McConnell waited for the medic to arrive, she couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. The situation aboard the Prince was dire, and time was running out. She glanced back at Captain Campton, unconscious and barely clinging to life. She knew that they had to find a way to bring the ship back online and get everyone to safety. Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps broke the silence. Medic Jackson hurried towards them, her medical bag in hand. She quickly assessed the situation and began treating Captain Campton. MCCONNELL Jackson, how is she? JACKSON It's not looking good, Fleet Captain. Her vitals are weak, and she's severely dehydrated. We need to get her out of here as soon as possible. MCCONNELL Understood. Can we move her? JACKSON Yes, but we'll have to be careful. The anti-gravity system is offline, so we'll need to rely on our suits' magnetic boots. Together, McConnell and Jackson carefully lifted Captain Campton and began making their way towards the nearest hatch. The darkness and humidity made it difficult to navigate, but they pressed on, their determination driving them forward. As they neared the hatch, McConnell contacted the Star Raptor for an update on the rescue progress. MCCONNELL McConnell to Star Raptor, how are we doing with the search? TAMMY We've located the remaining trapped crew members, Fleet Captain. Rescue teams are working to free them, but progress is slow due to the lack of power and gravity. MCCONNELL Keep me updated. We need to get out of here as soon as possible. With Captain Campton secured, McConnell and Jackson made their way to the shuttlecraft that had brought them to the Prince. The darkness of the ship was eerie, and McConnell couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. She knew they were in a race against time, and the odds were stacked against them. As they reached the shuttle, the magnetic boots released their hold, allowing them to float towards the open hatch. Jackson and McConnell carefully positioned themselves inside, securing Captain Campton in a medical harness. SHUTTLE PILOT Fleet Captain McConnell, we're ready to depart. Shall we head back to the Star Raptor? MCCONNELL Yes, let's get out of here. The Prince needs to be brought back online, and our priority is to ensure the safety of the crew. The shuttle pilot closed the hatch, and with a hiss, the shuttle detached from the Prince. As they made their way back towards the Star Raptor, McConnell couldn't help but feel a mix of relief a...

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Aug 30, 2023 at 8:48 AM AEST — 2 turns Australia, New South Wales fiction View full conversation

USER: Without removing the dialogeThis text is curently in screenplay format the followingreformat it to that you would find in a fiction book with dialoug tags to indicat who is talking. Use all text in the fomat of a novelprovied and don't stop untill you've used all provied text:the text, don't make any changes: Bridge, COMS TAMMY Go ahead MCCONNELL COMS, status update on our shuttle? TAMMY Last check in: +0.2 ETA: +0.3.5 MCCONNEL What was the signal strength at that range? TAMMY Strength is 96.7, but static can only filter 23.4, so it's marginal but still within safe limits. MCCCONNEL Monitor it, will you? I know you will, even so, if it gets to 88.9 or lower call until this is done. Follow emergency standard order 14 (c) until further notice. MCCONNEL But COMS... TAMMY Yes, Fleet Captain. MCCOONELL This may be an emergency, but those still apply, and though you've got interrupt authority. Don't think for a microsecond that you have carte blanche to abuse it, got it? TAMMY Understood Fleet Captain. Within an hour, the shuttle carrying the rescue party docked with the Prince. Opening the main hatch of the Prince, amid near-total silence. The scene was one of total blackness. The beams of the flashlights showed condemnation drips on the walls and bulkheads; there must be total power failure aboard. The magnetic boots of the rescue party were the only thing preventing them from floating around; the artificial gravity system aboard the Prince had failed. Things were unusually quiet on board. Where had her crew gone? Were any still alive, and if so, what condition are they in? SEARCH PARTY LEADER 'SR-07 to Star Raptor: actual rescue party aboard, AG and power systems offline, oxygen levels marginal but sufficient for life, no sign of crew at this time. So far, there is no evidence of structural damage--no scotch marks or carbon deposits. According to my reading, there was no visible fire! MCCONNELL Star Raptor Actual, SR-07' Roger, search, lead, deploy personnel at your discretion, and keep COMS open. There was a howl on the COM channel that was barely discernible. MCCONNELL Star Raptor Actual, SR-07' Roger, search, lead, deploy personnel at your discretion, and keep COMS open. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Star Raptor, this SR-07 signal strength is -0.3. Over. At that moment, the COMs between the Prince and the Star Raptor went completely dead. Aboard the Star Raptor, Communications Specialist Tammy tried to regain contact but couldn't for five minutes. MCCONNELL We've lost the Prince report," Fleet Captain McConnell said. TAMMY That problem we had before we put out the static that cleared. Well, it's back worse than ever, captain! MCCONNELL Bridge acknowledges MCCONNELL (CONT'D) First Officer Ammerson AMMERSON Aye MCCONNELL I'm going to find out what the hell is happing over there, per fleet standing order 16you have the con...and don't break my ship AMMERSON Captain I must protest MCCONNELL Noted now I'm going over. AMMERSON Aya captain McConnell headed down to the launch bay, where a team of three Star Raptor Rescue Specialists would accompany her. They were experienced and capable. It was a risk she was willing to take. She was willing to trust her own judgment, as she had done many times before, but she was nervous about what they'd find over there, and Captain McConnell would do everything she could to ensure that this was not shown to her crew. She had to get up to the bridge to check the ship's systems and make sure everything was in order. McConnell and her team headed out onto the flight deck. When she arrived, the rescue team was suiting up. McConnell made sure the pressure suits were locked down, and then she joined them. MCCONNELL Is everything ready?" Captain McConnell inquired. SPECILIST Yes, ma'am, we're ready to go, SHUTTLE PIOLET Everything ready Captain we a claered to lurnch. The Star Raptor's launch doors opened. MCCONNELL Lema-221. Pre-Launch Cheek Operations Complete. SHUTTLE PIOLET Thank you, Captain, It feels so good to be back in the air. SHUTTLE PIOLET (CONT'D) We are going for luach at this time, over. STAR RAPTOR OPERATIONS OFFICER Operations, Lema 221 Copy Lunch Approved Lift-off at Your Discretion, Over SHUTTLE PIOLET Wilko operations, understood. SHUTTLE PIOLET (CONT'D) Fleet Captain McConnell operations have given us permission to depart, Clarence. The Star Raptors bay was claered for the departure of the shuttlecraft its navigation and anti colision lights filled the bay. Its main hatch hydrolics hissed and in closed with a metalic thud the echoed through the shuttle. MCCONNELL Copy pilot lift-off when ready. SHUTTLE PIOLET Aye, departing now. With that, the shuttlecraft departed the bay and made the necessary corrections to avoid asteroids. MCCONNELL Lema 221; Lemma 14; how to copy over? LEMMA 14 Lemma 14 copies. LEMMA 14 (CONT'D) Lema 221, best latch-on point, port-side hatch over MCCONNELL Lemma 14, Star Raptor Actual, State reason for latch on point over? LEMMA 14 Star Raptor Actual, Copy, and Starboard Side Hatch Show Signs of Possible Structural Weakness, Difficult to Distinguish from the port-side, Over. MCCONNELL Lemma 14, Star Raptor Actual, Copy, out STAR RAPTOR SHUTTLE PIOLET Approaching the Prince's Port Side, hatch now, captain. INT. CAG-118 CORRODOR - NIGHT Fleet Captain McConnell couldn't believe the state of the Prince, there was no reason (at least that which could be found) for her to be offline, her reactor would be restarted within the hour and then six hours of testing then she'd be flown out. The atmosphere aboard the Prince was dense and humid, and the environmental system was currently offline. Condensation drops ran down her walls, glinting in the flickering dull ambient light, yet to be stabilised overhead lights; the more time that passed, the colder she would become, and the less chance that survivors, if there were any, had for survival, Fleet Captain McConnell knew she was on a ticking clock, and that clock was excelling at running out, Acting in an expeditious yet diligent fashion was top priority. The taste of the recycled air inside the Prince mixed with the O2 inside McConnell's suit tasted metallic in her mouth; she'd encountered this taste in rescue training, didn't like it then, and doesn't care for it now. The emergency lighting on the floor was only a quarter as bright as it should have been, and it cast eerily dark shadows down the hallways. Out of the darkness bolted a figure--it was the lieutenant in charge of the engineers who had come over from Hades Station. Grabbing him quickly MCCONNELL Slow down, son. There are enough injured aboard you; you don't want to be among them, do you? The young lieutenant breathed hard into his suit helmet, which made a metallic rasping noise. Doing his best, he said. LUUTEENANT No, Fleet Captain, I don't. MCCONNELL Take it easy; slow down. Tell me why you're running. Where do you need to be, and to whom do you report? LUUTEENANT I was told to find you, Fleet Captain McConnell. The Chief wants to see you in the Prince's wardroom.' MCCONNELL That's fine. What do you know of the status of that part of the Prince? What was its condition before you came here? LUUTEENANT That section has had 60% of its gravity plating restored; all crew in that section are now safe and accounted for, Fleet Captain! MCCONNELL Thank you for the report." "Lieutenant, we'll go to the wardroom together, and I'm sure you'll be given orders at that time, right? LUUTEENANT Yes, fleet captain Where were the search teams, and why had no one been in contact? McConnell desided to contact the search leader. MCCONNELL CAG-224 Actual to Search Leader how copy over? SEARCH LEADER CAG-224 actual go ahead' That transmission was faint and covered in distortion and static. MCCONNELL Search Lead, say again Last transmission strength 1.5 over Three minutes later, McConnell was getting concerned about the safety of the rescue parties aboard the Prince. Finnely the search leader reasatblished contact with captain McConnell but it was next to useless SEARCH LEADER CAG-224 Actual search lead we need signal relay equipment transmission inference is strength 400. I say again Strength 400, normal COMS not possible at this time Search Lead out. MCCONNELL Search lead Rodger, CAG-224 Actual request acknowledged and understood ETA is Plus 60 Minutes I repeat Plus 60 Minters key once for acknowledgement over The search leader pushed and then released the 'Push to Talk' button on his handset in acknowledgement. Captain McConnell made contact with the Star Raptor for the needed equipment. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) McConnell to Star Raptor TAMMY Star Raptor, go ahead. MCCONNELL Send Delta 40s over here. COMS are at strength 1.5 Over TAMMY We've been watching her, captain, and they've been loaded; now load out; finish time is precisely +20.0, repeat +20.0 over. MCCONNELL Roger Star Raptor, +20.0 immediate, take-off once done, over? TAMMY Star Raptor Acknowledges MCCONNELL McConnell Out McConnell went off to find anyone who could inform her of the current situation. Walking up the Main Corridor leading to the bridge, something fell into the little light there was. Aboard the Prince, the silence was almost deafening. Its captain, Anna Compton, was barely alive; she drifted in and out and had no idea how much longer she or any of her crew would live. Captain Compton collapsed next to a bulkhead in the small anti-corridor next to the door that led to the bridge. Seeing this Captain McConnell hurries over. McConnell She swung her torch in that direction, and there was the undeniable shape of a human hand, with its owner clearly in need of assistance. McConnell was in shock; it was Anna Campton, the Captain of the Prince. MCCONNELL No Anna, hold on I'm coming Fleet Captain Compton knew that voice, but from where? It was so familiar to her, yet in her state, she couldn't place it. Fleet Captain Campton lay still and silent, but she was alive, if only just. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Anna, can you hear me? "It's Jade McConnell from the Star Raptor. CAPTAIN CAMPTON (weakly) Jade MCCONNELL It is, don't say anything right now, ok, we're looking into the power right now; in the meantime, put this breather on; the oxygen levels on board are dangerously low. "Captain, don't worry about your crew; I have search parties on the way to find them; only five more trapped in the engineering section; the rest are being evacuated now! CAPTAIN CAMPTON (Delirous) My s'ship got to save the Prince McConnell cradled her friend, who was in such a bad way. MCCONNELL Hush now, Jimmy is working on the Prince now JIMMY SR-0152 to Fleet Captain McConnell MCCONNELL McConnell, here, go Jimmy. JIMMY Ma'am, I can give you 21.5 percent power on the primary only." We should make it to Hades Station under tow in two weeks. Bridge systems, including navigation holographs, will be level 1 information only. MCCONNELL OK, Jimmy, do what you can about the water and the water reclamation system. JIMMY No ETA on those at the moment." Given the importance of the systems just mentioned, we may have to implement Water Conservation Measure 01-16 Part 2. MCCONNELL OK, Jimmy, you get it, but what about the lights? It's very dark in here. JIMMY Negative Fleet Captain, it's going to have to stay that way." This power system is touchy; there's too much draw, and it may shut down for good. Then my read is that we'd be under Article 32/71(b) Section 45 of the Space Movement and Navigation Act. Fleet Captain McConnell knew that meant trouble, and she didn't have enough tugs for that. MCCONNELL Jimmy, are you recommending Procedure 312 Part 7 over? MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Wilko Jimmy, Dark Ship Protocol, Understood? From what Jimmy had just told her about the power situation that posed a signifgant safety risk to the rescue personnel on board Captain McConnell made a COMMS call to all personel. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) Easy, easy, we cannot put the lights on, Anna." Ok, the power draw would be too much for the prince to handle. "You call it Code 41! Captain Campton understood and passed out. Captain McConnell needed to get her help and fast, using her COMS system McConnell called for a medic. MCCONNELL (CONT'D) 'McConnell to any medic within range: come to Section Alpha 03/01 at once. Medic Estelle Jackson awnsered. JACKSON To Fleet Captain, this is <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>. I'm three minutes away. Medic First Class Estelle Jackson was a member of the Star Raptors Company and was well liked by all aboard; she'd helped Captain McConnell a time or two, so McConnell knew Fleet Captain Campton was going to be OK. JACKSON (CONT'D) Fleet Captain McConnell, where are you' MCCONNELL (Yelling) Down here in the side corridor. JACKSON Fleet Captain MCCONNELL Jackson Fleet Captain Campton needs aid' Jackson got out her medical scanner, but the display was distorted and filled with static. She tried a reset, but got the same result. JACKSON (Fustrated) Damned thing, come work, won't you? MCCONNELL Jackson, what's going on? JACKSON Sorry, Fleet Captain, but whatever is affecting COMS is also present on the medical scanner, but from what I can tell, Fleet Captain Campton needs the highest level of priority for EVAC. Jackson radioed the Medical Comand Post to advise them of the situation. JACKSON (CONT'D) Medic 02/14 to command I am with Fleet Captain McConnell in the side corridor in Section Alpha 03/01 with Fleet Captain Campton, the medical scanner is inoperative at this time, and Fleet Captain Campton is medical priority red over.

CHATBOT: MCCONNELL Medic 02/14, this is Fleet Captain McConnell, I copy. Fleet Captain Campton is in critical condition. Prepare for immediate EVAC. JACKSON Understood, Fleet Captain. EVAC prepared. ETA for extraction is 10 minutes. MCCONNELL Good. And be cautious, Jackson. The power situation on the Prince is unstable, and we don't know what we're dealing with yet. JACKSON I'll exercise caution, Fleet Captain. I won't take any unnecessary risks. MCCONNELL Good. Keep me updated on the situation. McConnell out. As Jackson tended to Captain Campton, McConnell made her way towards the bridge, determined to find out what had caused the power failure and locate her missing crew members. The darkness and silence on the ship intensified her unease, but she pushed forward, determined to bring her crew home safely.

CHATBOT: I apologize for the repetition. Please find below the reformatted version of the text in the style of a fiction book: Tammy nodded, her eyes fixed on the control panel. "Go ahead," she responded. McConnell, the Fleet Captain, leaned closer to the microphone. "COMS, status update on our shuttle?" he inquired. Tammy glanced up, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "Last check in: +0.2 ETA: +0.3.5," she reported. McConnell frowned. "What was the signal strength at that range?" he asked. Tammy squinted at the readings. "Strength is 96.7, but static can only filter 23.4, so it's marginal but still within safe limits," she explained. McConnell sighed, a mix of concern and determination evident in his voice. "Monitor it, will you? Even so, if it gets to 88.9 or lower, call until this is done. Follow emergency standard order 14 (c) until further notice," he ordered. "But COMS..." Tammy began to protest. "Yes, Fleet Captain," Tammy replied, her tone respectful. "This may be an emergency, but those still apply," McConnell continued. "And though you've got interrupt authority, don't think for a microsecond that you have carte blanche to abuse it, got it?" "Understood, Fleet Captain," Tammy acknowledged. Within an hour, the shuttle carrying the rescue party docked with the Prince. As the main hatch of the Prince opened, the scene inside was one of darkness and silence. The flashlights of the rescue party illuminated the condemnation drips on the walls, indicating a total power failure. The absence of gravity made the magnetic boots of the rescue party the only thing keeping them grounded. As they cautiously moved through the ship, the silence was unsettling. Where had the crew gone? Were any still alive? These were the questions that weighed heavily on McConnell's mind. The leader of the search party, a confident figure named SR-07, relayed their observations through the COM channel. "SR-07 to Star Raptor: actual rescue party aboard, AG and power systems offline, oxygen levels marginal but sufficient for life, no sign of crew at this time. So far, there is no evidence of structural damage--no scorch marks or

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