A transmission had been bumped all over the Sympalacia Terran Embassy military channels, it was an astonishing transmission because know one knew what to make of it's content. "Please....no, I can't.....WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! FUCKING TELL THEM WE NEED FUCKING HELP!..........Lydia...no......no...no one can help...no one could help us now.....Gregory! MOVE GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY GREG! uhh Icarus?! JOHN ARE YOU THERE!?! SEND A FUCKIN RESCUE GODDAMNIT WE NEED~~ Lydia.....stop this.....YOU STOP IT ASSHOLE!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!! Lydia.....it's....it's too late.....they can't hear us now......no one can hear us now.....we can't be saved......-Screaming, the sounds of multiple guns firing.......static-" Two days later, after running scans and data, the Transmission's origin was determined to be the Ancestral Sin, a ship built by Humans and launched in the 23rd century which had been labeled destroyed in an asteroid belt while traveling faster than the speed of light. The Sympalic Council, in response to the Terrans' who discovered it pleas to investigate, called Three ships to board and analyze the Ancestral Sin, and find out what happened. The Running Rabbit-------Docked at Hauler Stop Station Orbiting Illista in the Ulysi System approximately 5.5 hours FTL to rendevous. "Damnit why won't the plasma coils align?!" A voice barked, and a Jinenja crawled out of a shaft in Engineering. "I asked for this ship to be repaired completely and the Plasma coils that relay power to the Mass Accelerator drive are out of sync, the Thermal Emissions for the drive vents are too damn high!" Ark barked again. A Human man was receiving the barrage of insults to his work on the ship. "I told you I wanted the ship in the best shape she's ever been in! Now I've got 5 hours to repair the damage it already had along with the damage you and your crew caused FIXING her! Get out!" The human ran. In the human's defense, Ark thought, the ship was never in that great of shape to begin, she was an old tow boat, and she was only getting older. Ark kept it running, and was constantly refitting it to make the ship last longer. He grabbed his tool kit and started repairing the plasma coils while he ordered an emergency replacement Drive core vent system to patch into the ship since the human repair crew had botched things up so badly. Ark quickly wired a transmission to his comm unit and said, "Lieutena--Damnit, Fate, the humans we hired to fix the ship screwed up, it's gonna be another five hours before we can undock and hit FTL we should make our rendevous though, since we aren't supposed to dock with the Ascending Grace till 0100 hours. Uhm, do you happen to know what's being cooked for dinner? I forgot who's turn it was to cook." The Ascending Grace-----Mid-FTL Travel "Commander Koda to Lieutenant-colonel Mio!" A soft bark rang out, "How long until we reach save radius of the Ancestral Sin" The voice speaking belonged to a Karri/Human woman nearly in her thirties by Terran Measurements. Her voice was cold, and didn't seem to show any sort of emotion, as if she had purged them. Her finger lifted from the talkbox in her ready room, her eyes unwavering as they took in the view from her porthole. Space at nearly 100 times the speed of light, though even then, it took hours to reach destination provided you don't make use of a hyperlight accelerator. "Also Lieutenant," She said pressing the button again, "Also, I'd like to speak with you about some concerns I have regarding our mission. Please report to my ready room at your earliest convenience." She said blankly, her blue and yellow eyes still fixed on the view of space as she resumed her position, her arms behind her back hands clasped.