I am Joseph François Dupleix, an investigations officer for the Office of Naval Intelligence. I am hereby beginning my investigation into the records of the crew of the RNS - Rouge Etiole. The suspicious happenings on board the ship since its sudden return from unknown territories has prompted the ONI to initiate Alpha Protocol against the vessel. We have hereby placed it under official scrutiny, and I will conclude once I have over viewed a variety of logs beginning with when the suspected incident began to occur.
The commander stood on the bridge looking into space the purple figures moving about the ship very much like the dolphins to naval ships on earth. His crew was antsy, he could feel their anxiety everyone but the Commissar: Karl Zelfuin He seemed excited, pacing and watching the crew. The commander walked to his chair and sat down and called the Gunnery Chief. 'You are to hold all fire, keep the weapons ready but I want no one with hands on the firing controls.'
'Ensign get me a report on how long until our engines are ready for jump.' One of the crew members looked up from his computer.
'Sir we are reading that they are recharging slowly, I think something about this area is slowing it.'
Another officer manning the navigation console
'Sir the Jump hole is re aligning we have to make it through before it finishes otherwise we will be trapped here.'
For a few moments the captain remained still and observed the creatures outside the window, some flashed blue or purple swimming through space. The silence was broken as the deck officer called in his report.
'Sir the last of the snubs is aboard and we have locked the hangar.'
the commander nodded as the ensign reported in again
'Sir the engines have reached full charge, I am thinking it was an instrument failure we can jump through by your order.'
The commander stood up taking another look at the strange space and its creatures. 'Take us through.'
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Personal log Karl Zelfuin Incursion date 00 00 0000.
'We made contact with those creatures today, it was interesting, I felt such elation just seeing them. It was more grand than any piece of art I have ever witnessed the fluidity of their movements. What is more, is I felt something in my mind, something greater than what small impulses we feel. The level of emotion I felt was like touching the face of a sun with its strength. It was intoxicating.' An alarm clock starts to sound in the background 'Oh right the Captain is having me secure the recent delivery. End log.'
Yesterday I somehow managed to annoy the quartermaster yet again. Stuck on cleaning duty for storage one and two for a week. I don't mind the work so much in any case. Getting away from people feels good. And nobody gives the person cleaning any thought. Today while I was changing cyrocubes the captain and first mate got into an argument almost on top of me. I wasn't sure I should listen, but it sounded like they were arguing over whether or not to report some incident to home.
Cleaning duty truly makes for an uneventful week if that is all I have to talk about.
This is Dr.Devroix, while I had been just a guest on board , our unknown diversion into these beautiful regions of unknown space has not been unwelcome. The Science officers on board have already done toe weights and measures of this "package". My log today focuses on in depth analyses of these things as it has been my life's work in xeno archaeology.
There where five objects bound together and seemingly dangerous bio matter binding these objects together proved to be inert so our handling of them has been approved.
The first object looks like a either a tool or forked device that is made of a rigid clear crystalline substance. Its function is unknown other then.. well, its obvious beautiful craftsmanship.
The second is a vial structure, this has been actually previously revealed to me from what junkets of Sirius i could get third hand from the junker's rumor net. A liquid substance that as I've verified as Liquid Spirits or Cardamine in Sirius.
While I did not break the seal and directly test the substance, laser spectrum analysis is concurrent with whats known.
A small artifact with a odd brass/gold housing around a perfectly round "object" the color is blue/grey and seems to have a filling that moves within it. I am completely lost on this object as it has no basis or commonality to Gallic artifacts. Seems to be a tool and is handled by its housing as touching the orb itself causes it to darken, seemingly negative effect.
The next item was initially two. seemingly a "holder" or nest for an egg sack. The ovum are mostly silicon in nature and under instruction from the captain we've assembled eggs to this "incubator" as it initially shows. It is something we have yet to address in how mon capitan knew how to assemble this package.
The clutch assembly has been put in Isolation unit Alpha with the liquid cardamine vile and the fork as instructed again. At times it seems the vile adsorbs ambient light and in turn shines near the clutch.
As I've been able to examine one of the ovum the silicon "life" is vary much dependent on vibration and light emanations. Since the region we are in have extremely high radioactive patches of X-rays, I am going to further expose the clutch to outside conditions pending approval.
"X-ray and Ambient light exposure to the clutch seemingly caused more problems then we thought. For the first ten hours there was little to no activity, but literally at the eleventh hour the ovum/eggs changed color from a diffuse grey to a solid and shiny blue.
Handling them the first change i felt was the eggs where much heavier then before, to see this change from a rubbery and fluid filled object to a nearly rock solid and ..er .. "lead weight" change seems remarkable. This alien life has assured mon capitan and even myself through telepathy that these eggs were a gift of understanding...
I cannot but beleave them as the manner of communication is both ways. in-fact their pointing out of my own reservations and..even some secret fears as if they where in plain sight gives me the impression these beings may not have a capacity to lie.
Though a superior intellect.... im sure would handle us as it saw fit... my reservations are not being unheeded. So.. dealing with this experiment so far has not gone out of control. it will go forward."
Retried by special archive condition for level Red investigation purposes.
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"I dont know if I made a terrible mistake or stumbled upon the answer to .. every*/
Why, its as if a child was.. within.. an intellect.. watching..observing..even.. *%&*/
Im going to keep my progress in a journal.. as the being integrates into my nerv4/
system. Its odd, sometimes my arm will reach for something.. unconscious like.. /
just to look at it. And when I think of the object i can feel its exsploration of my /
memories. It is as if I am bringing a new life into the universe.. and I am teaching/
it as if it were my own child.. Another mind... a companion... that.. will never 438/
abandon me, or die... /
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Charles... if you get this.. its the first time ive ever felt relif of my loss. I think... /
The immortality it offers is genuine. Im going to send this when we are in range--/
=For data transfer. Ive summarized the reports and data for you.. dont doubt this! /
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I have now been on the vessel now for nearly a month, reviewing crew actions as well as delving into their personal lives. The commanders here seem to be very stable, more so than the rigorous training of the Royal Navy would have you believe. It's almost as if some sort of big secret has gone amongst the bridge crew that forgot to inform the rest of the ship. The Captain, lately as I have noted, has been spending the majority of the time in his cabin. I've seen various crewmembers enter and exit that room, some quicker than others... others only entering for the briefest of moments. I have yet to be 'Called to the Mast'. I do not fear for my own life, as this is a ship so large and amongst a battle group, who would dare try to turn against the King himself? No, no that's certainly not the case here.
A certain Doctor, however, has caught my attention. One Devroix... I am not sure of the sanity of that one. He was conducting some sort of classified research that has been going on in this ship for several months, even prior to the supposed incident. The notes in his file suggest a strong friendship with the King, not entirely unusual for a man of his educational and social status. I am finding more and more that I am alone on board this vessel, even at meal times when I used to have several eager crewmen and women vying for spots to talk to the "Mysterious Agent", perhaps only to get a foothold into the Intelligence scene, has dropped down to only one or two. I am either truly that intimidating, or they have been ordered to avoid me. I feel as though I am losing my touch, and my grip, on this situation. I will be going over more logs this evening, and take a break from questioning the crew members. Talking to this amount of people can get tiresome at times.
"It was a wonderful trip through Gallic space. As I move further and further along in my journey towards the beings of light they graced me with their very essence. I feel it inside of me, every heart beat.... every emotion... every touch. It burns within me. I have had several severe blackouts lately that seem to occur during random times, not entirely sure what causes them. The ship's doctor also cannot seem to explain it.
The mission started simple enough, the spirit being guided us towards the Tau-23 sector in its ever-glowing holy light. It was glorious. We managed to find a few Independent Miners, a defiant breed of inbred bastards at that... Sirians that begged for mercy the moment they heard our chariots of war riding through their sectors. The King's Men, always to be feared. We destroyed this insolent lot for their treachery with the guidance of the Light Being.
Moving towards the Tau-31 system, we interdicted one of the Liberty dogs. The Light-Being told us of the crimes against them that were committed... we found it to be lacking in faith and it seems our reserve fleet decided it time to annihilate it.
Next we moved swiftly to the Leeds system, where we managed to find an Orbital Spa and Cruise vessel smugglingdrugs to the Mollys near the Dublin jumphole, who knew those poor forsaken miners needed drugs to make it through the day. When he did not give in to our demands, we finished him off the same as the rest.
The last ship somehow managed to sneak right upon the Vatan, we don't know how a Bretonian Destroyer managed to get so close... Our scanners indicated it was a highly advanced ship. I needed not open fire on it, but at the same time I blacked out at this time as though something else entirely had taken over. Like a fire within me, that demanded justice. And like that, it was gone. The Bretonian warship was no more, we returned to Edinburgh swiftly... awaiting the next time when our strike group would be unleashed upon those that did not wish to bend to the King's Will.
}...{ An odd static is seen at this point in the log, disrupting the station you are docked at. You are confused, as you come upon a secondlog hidden within this file somehow imbedded within. }...{
***}...{ 'We' are near. Do not fear the coming light, it is holy.}...{***
}...{With that, the station returns to normal, though you feel quite a bit different. A longing for more seems to have overtaken you, the investigator stands and returns to his duties }...{
Post battle log: Captain Gilles Landuin of the Rouge Etoile.
Reference: Combat drills
The Rouge Etoile continues to prove itself a mighty vessel, our recent missions have been putting her through her paces, it is good to have her alive again. Strange to think some years ago It was on this very bridge I commandeered this vessel and used it crippled as she was against a council raid. From my own effort I paid for the various upgrades she now carries, and they are well worth it. Recently I and several other Royal navy ships mostly cruisers took to destroying those Sirian outcasts and the traitorous Council. Each fight her arms cut a swath through the enemy, and her armor resisted whatever they threw at her.
The improved, communication lines have allowed better use of the maneuvering thrusters in combat, and more effective fire control. There is still work to be done to improve the vessel and in time they will become available, however I am certain that each of the vessels I fly with will be more than capable of pulling their weight in combat. I suspect we will be called to battle against the Sirians once more. It will be good to crush them with the fury of our guns.
I have noticed that Officer from the naval intelligence digging around our logs again, while intrusive and rather annoying it is to be expected, the crew has gotten sick of his presence, and have slowly began to go about their duties as if he didn't even exist. Those in Science labs have been ordered to not talk to him or be accused of high treason, that is a strong order that did not come from me, even if I do support it. I will be stationing more marines there with only the staff and myself will be allowed near it.
:: Strange static/interference noises disrupt the log ::
Seems there is another thing to fix I will have to meet with Dr.Devroix to see what his experiments have yielded. From all I can tell he seems rather taken with his pet in containment.
I am taking all materials with me under guard on board the Excelsior. The captain is an acquaintance of mine...
Once within Gallic space we will board the Rosalie that will land at the palace itself so that all of this can be evaluated by his majesty. I was told specifically to give this orb to him as a method of "watching" and knowing who is... like me.. and who is like him.
I know Charles will be thrilled with these gifts, The orb also protects him from being overpowered by the great mind I have been in contact with. I do not need it anymore.... for 'we' understand.
Mon captain expects me on the hanger bay.. 'we' depart.
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