Alioth- the beginning

Hasgramordi? Rose had never heard of it before. Thinking back to her lessons at the accedemy she thought if she had come across it before.... nope... never heard of it before.

"we'll sort everything out soon but for now could you please go with Ette to medical? We just wanna make sure you're healthy." she nodded to Ette and began to rise and told the others she was heading back towards the bridge.

Entering the bridge she faced the captain, "sir, the breech was an unidentified space craft that collided with our hull. The breech doesn't seem serious and the pilot, uninjured and on his way to medical."
"thank you ensign," he replied revelling a slight smile.

Relieving the relief officer Rose remained at her station.

Peter stopped scanning around the pod. A robotic child-like voice rang out from the orb. "No substantial damage detected. Quill nodded. "Send up your scans to the captain." He looked around, it didn't look his help was needed here anymore. "Well I'll be at my lab if anyone needs me." He walked off with Peter floating behind him.

Artemis had been there the whole time, lingering in the back watching the event unfold. Sighing he shook his head. None of them have any caution do they? Not even a slight feeling of uneasiness at the whole situation. They're too trusting, which makes this all the easier for me. "Oi!" Artemis called out to the Captain through the helmet of his armor. "Captain! Can I have a word?"

"I get you're Captain of the ship and all, but remember, I'm working with you, not for you." Instead of sitting at one of the seats positioned around the conference table, he stood at the end of the room, facing the Captain. "Look, I'm going to put this bluntly." He leans forward, placing his hands on the sleek black metal of the table. "Your team lacks caution. They helped this man that crashed into the station, that was decked out with blast-shielding armor and rifle, without a second thought. You of all people aboard this ship should know that a crew requires procedure. We're lucky that he's not some trigger-happy psycho. But if he was, the best people on your crew would've been killed. I say we need to lock him up in the brig for questioning after he's received a medical screening." Behind the black visor of his helmet, he grinned. "I can do the questioning if you'd like."

"Whatever you say high horse." He said, staring him directly in the face. "At least trust me when I say you need procedure, alright? You'll regret it if you don't." He mumbles the last part, raising his hands from the desk. "How long have you been in the galactic game, sir?" He says the last word in a sort of respectful, yet mocking tone. As if to both please, and annoy the captain.

The man was on his way to medical, then. Ette approached the man one more time and looked over him carefully. He really was mostly unharmed, which said quite a lot for the armor he was wearing. If he was unharmed on the outside, he couldn't have possibly suffered much internal damage from this point. Ette looked up at... Artemis, was it? He listened in quietly to their conversation, then spoke up rather cheerfully.
"Excuse me, Captain, what do you want me to do with the man? He seems uninjured and he himself doesn't seem interested in medical care. Should I still scan him just in case?"

Through the intercom, after listening to the exchange between the merc and the captain. "Captain permission to shoot a certain dog from the airlock?" he chuckles continuing the prep of #4. "As well as a decision on that pod, although I'd love to leave it jammed in the hull like a hood ornament", he says smiling.

"Alright, then," Ette replied cheerfully. He turned towards the man. "Excuse me, sir, we're going to have to scan you just to make sure that you didn't suffer any internal damage. Your armor truly is remarkable, but just to be safe, okay?"

After receiving Andrews request the Captain chuckled in his seat. "ensign Grantwood?" he asked gaining the attention of Rose who had be sharing friendly chatter with Kyra. "would you please go down to engineering and make sure that ensign Stahlman doesn't.... break my ship."

Though a series of chuckles Rose simply replied, "yes sir," and began to make her way to engineering. Once there she noticed Andrew waiting patiently by the space craft still lodged in the hull.

"Not a huge fan of the company hiring another gun toting asshole, but far be it for me to question the company", he says with a smirk. He stands next to the pod stuck in the shell, "We good to seal off this corridor so i can yank this thing and get this hull patched up?", he says looking to Rose.

Checking the computer she replied, "...yup, were good to go!" joining him at the beginning of the breech they began clearing the debris around it.

After clearing the loose debris from the hole, "Alright clear out this corridor and seal the doors on both ends. I'm gonna get the MK IV outside and pull that thing from the hull, I'll get it closed up and let you know when I'm done.", he says heading over to the large mech currently on one knee.

"Captain permission to leave the ship?, gotta get this thing out of the shell and patch the hole", he says climbing into the suit. He glances over to Rose, "You wanna come along, It's a little cramped but its comfy", he says with a smirk.

"sure!" Rose replied and followed Andrew like a child running towards a play park. As she followed him to get the suits ready she overheard the Captain on the coms.
"Affirmative but," there was a pause, "take Artemis with you. There is an unidentified craft outside..."
"Another one?!" Rose blurted out.
"yes another one, you'll need someone who will provide back-up. Please inform him of his required company on this mission."
As Andrew replied to the Captain, Rose contacted Artemis, "hey Artie," she began addressing him with the nickname she had given him recently, "you're joining us, meet us in armour bay 5." the two began to make their way to the latter room where they we're to suit up.

Gathering his gear together for the pilot suit, "Rose you'll be with me in the MK IV", he says standing fully geared. "Captain the *dog* can take an EVA, I don't trust him with my hardware", he says looking over at Rose. "You look good" he says smiling under his black visor.

"Alright then." He begins walking to medical, looking around at the station as he walked. He heard another person chime in. "Do whatever you like, but I'm telling you i'm fine."

"So, you people REALLY don't know about Hasgramordia then?" He looked over to Ette.

"It appears so! Your armor is incredibly strong, but then again, I don't know much about that. I'll still do my duty and check up on you," Ette laughed, then addressed the other question. "No, I have no idea what Hasgramordia is. Perhaps the Captain or someone else on the ship with greater geographical skills knows, but I certainly don't. Care to tell me?"

"Whether you like it or not," Artemis was already on site, double-checking his equipment, "I'm coming with. Besides, this, 'dog', already has his own pilot gear." Initiating a voice command from within his suit, two titanium-alloy wings shot from the back of his suit. "Adjust thrust power. 37%." The small jets integrated into the wings began to heat up gradually preparing for lift. "You may not like me, but I'm simply looking out for the better of the crew." He tapped his foot on the metal flooring, testing a jet in footing at weak power. "Equipment functional. I'm all green. And Rose, maybe, I don't know, not call me, 'Artie'?"

Equipping herself with the remainder of her armour she smiled at Andrew at his comment. Looking towards Artemis put on his armour she smiled at his request. "aww but its such a cute name," she chuckled pulling her helmet over her head.

Andrew chuckles, climbing into the MK IV waiting for Rose. "Not sure what wings will do when there's no air, but ok Artie", he says as the pilot suit locks into the mech. "Rose if you will?", he says patting his lap. The mech still on one knee reached an arm out like a step for the lady.

Outside Orion grimaced in his craft. He was really hoping it wouldn't have come to this. Of course, they had prepared for this eventuality, but it was something he had been wishing to avoid. Back into the communications he calmly replied. "If any of your crew or weapons appear I will be forced to open fire."

With that, he hit a switch which slowly began to cloak his small craft. Priming two Ion missiles first. He would start with them if anyone appeared, then move on from there.