Elaine: Hello? This is Elaine Lilly Nguyen . Captain of The USS Erwin. I am responding to communications on a secure frequency originating from Earth. Please Identify. ...
[[I'm your husband...]]
[[Death Protocol]]Elaine: …… It’s you… I was waiting on this call… pretty much expected it after the quantum drive took a hit like it did… space debris came out of nowhere… and it’s all but destroyed…
so uh…..… It looks like I won’t be making it home for dinner…. It sure would be nice to hear your voice though…
Billions of dollars on intergalaxy space travel and voice communication is still only unidirectional. But some communication is better than none.. I just wish it wasn't under these exact circumstances.
But give it to me straight… The Death Protocol has been initiated… what are our options?
[[Get You Home]]
[[Accept Reality]]
I wish they gave it a more pleasant name instead of "Death Protocol".
I mean Why couldn't it be called "Life Vacation?"
So It looks like I'm about to begin my Life Vacation huh? I'm going to assume that the person sending the messages is my dear husband?
At least they brought in the right man for the job.
[[Reassure]]
[[Accept Reality]] YOU: I know its a long shot...your ship is pretty damaged... but we should try our hardest to get you home. Even if the protocol says you have less than a 15% chance... its better than 0% right?
ELAINE: *** She will remember that ***
ELAINE: Yeah... I guess you are right... I'll have plenty of time for wallowing and hopelessness.
ELAINE: I'm sure with the damaged sustained the telemetry systems will need to be recalibrated. It's probably a smart place to start.
[[Head to the telemetry systems]]
[[Check The ship's overall status]]YOU: The odds are against you and it doesn't look good...The Death Protocol was put in place for a reason...
ELAINE: *** she will remember that ***
ELAINE: yeah, you're right... I don't need to cloud my head with false hope and optimisim. Its all so... OVERWHELMING....
Things don't seem to be too bad... at least nothing is beeping at me with any RED ALERT urgency... It's actually pretty late for me...
maybe I should get some rest and then we go from there?
[[Get Some Rest]]
[[Check The ship's overall status]]Okay... so it looks like the telemetry systems did take a slight hit. One of the Modulators is fried. For some reason the failsafe did not kick in and it's not reporting back to the central ship console. Give me a few... I'm going to get this patched up...
>>Time to complete: 10 SECONDS<<
okay... Loooks like telemetry is back online and functioning as intended. Probably one issue out of hundreds but we'll take those small wins right?
mmmh... I'm actually exhausted... I'm going to get some rest...
Lets come up wtih a gameplan tomorrow.
YOU: Ok.
[[Tell Me a Story]]
[[Get Some Rest]]
ELAINE: As expected the systems all seem to be reporting fine.
I think that I should probably get some sleep. It's been a draining experience...
I'm going to get ready for bed okay?
YOU: Okay.
[[Tell Me a Story]]
[[Get Some Rest]] Elaine Is Sleeping
>>Time to complete 90 Seconds<<YOU: Don't worry... The protocol is JUST a system of probabilities.... The system dosn't know you like I do. We're going to figure this out.
Get some rest for now... Tomorrow we will evaluate things with a clear head.
ELAINE: yes... You're right... I haven't slept much since the accident... and now that I realize it... I'm exhausted.
Give the Kids a kiss for me will ya?
And hey.....
YOU: yes?
ELAINE: LT3.....
*** CONNECTION TERMINATED ***
[[Get Some Rest]] ELAINE: Do you remember when we were in college? We had just gotten married and we still were living in the dorms haha.
I was so stubborn back then, I always had the answer and the solution for everything... but....
....
...but I feel like there isn't an answer to this... like not everything is meant to be solved...
We were setting up some IKEA furniture or something... and me with my HUUUUUGE IQ... decided that the instruction manual wasn't worth reading... after all I'm an ASTRONAUT... how much mental fortitute does it take to setup some ikea furniture...
***sniffs**** anyhow... you came in and I was crying... like UGLY crying snot everywhere tears running down my face... and you saw me sitting amongst a pile of assorted nuts, bolts and assorted FJÄDERMOLN pieces... and you just laughed.... I admit now it was pretty silly of me...
But you sat down with me ... you held me close and told me it was okay and we we're going to get through this mess...
You lined up all the pieces found the manual and got us back on track....
I don't know where I'm going with this... I haven't even had the energy to cry... stupid furniture....
haha....
Just tell me its going to be okay... hold me close tonight.....
>>pause for 30 seconds....<<
YOU: Everything is going to be okay...
ELAINE: SNORES GENTLY
}}END SESSION{{
[[Get Some Rest]]