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The Mystery of the Doyle Relay (MEU ONLY)

Postby The Systems Alliance of Earth » Wed Oct 09, 2019 6:51 pm

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The Mystery of the Doyle Relay





Initially discovered by the crew of the Alliance exploratory vessel Francis Drake in late 2167, the relay was noted to be active and ready for transmitting vessels through space. Following orders, however, the vessel returned to Alliance space without exploring the relay further. It was noted by Captain Anastasia Vassalloglou in the Drake's observational logs to emit an orange-yellow light instead of standard Relay blue, it's exterior lighting across the Relay is red instead of the normal blue, and it's 30% larger than normal Relays. It was also noted that it's direction points to no star system and sits at the edge of the Galaxy, pointed towards the Whirlpool Galaxy, approximately 30,000,000 lightyears away. Numerous pictures and video were taken by members of the crew before leaving the Relay. Those pictures and video were secured by Alliance Intelligence Command officers.
In 2173, the next time the Pelagius System was encountered by the Systems Alliance, the relay was noted to be deactivated, completely shut down and unusable unless restarted. Until this point, the only inactive relays were previously unencountered relays. To see one having been deactivated recently was an astonishing discovery, and led to the construction of Alliance Research Station Oceanus.

Since its completion in early 2166, Oceanus has seen to the study and observation of the Doyle Relay, named for the British mystery author Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

Currently, it's connections are unknown.

The Reaper War saw to the evacuation of the Oceanus' crew and the deactivation of the station, stripping out most of it's functional circuitry and machinery aside from the exterior cameras in the hopes that the station would be bypassed by the Reapers. When the Station was reactivated in late 2189, the exterior cameras caught an unusual encounter: the relay had been reactivated by the Reapers. For fifteen minutes, the Relay was surrounded by numerous Reaper capital ships, interfacing with it's internal systems before passing through the Relay. Two minutes after the Reapers entered, the Relay shut down. Ever since, Doctor Stewart and the Research Division of Oceanus Station has interfaced with the Relay three times in an attempt to reactivate it. No attempts had been successful. Now, the Systems Alliance has allowed a small team of scientists from the fledgling, semi-autonomous nation-state of the Martian Congressional Republic to assist Alliance science teams in unlocking the secrets that this mysterious Relay is hiding...





Alliance Research Station Oceanus, SASS-4458
Deck III: Cafeteria
1209 Hours


Doctor Stewart set his tray down onto the spartan white table, far apart from the various other staff that took their lunch breaks. He preferred only the company of his fellow co-workers that he had become accustomed to down on Deck Six. For nearly eight months, he had grown close to the other researchers, including Doctor D'rasava who'd been sent by the University of Serrice on Thessia. He had grown close to her through their ten hour workdays in close proximity, studying the internal workings of the Doyle Relay, correlating exterior features to it's smaller brethren. She had already been betrothed to another, but that didn't stop Doctor Stewart's advances. The man had only been 36, in better shape than he'd been in a long time, and single. She was always nice about it, though. Let him down gently, sometimes even humored him, but never allowed him to get his hopes up too much. The asari was 697 years old, had numerous children and lived more than enough lifetimes to spoil it with a few years dating a short-lived human. His thoughts retracted their grip over his mind as he starred into his pan-fried steak and steamed broccoli, pushing it over on top of itself with his fork.

"Doctor Stewart! Hey!" Chris's eyes darted up to see the dark complexioned young assistant walk up.

Goddammit, not Matt." Stewart said within the confines of his mind, letting out a light, unheard, sigh. Matthew Baker. New transfer from some underground science facility on a backwater called Xawin. A 24 year old, high-hoped, optimistic, pain in Stewart's ass. Don't get it wrong, Stewart liked the kid, in a I'm going to beat you with your own data-pad if you ask me another question way. He knew the boy was just curious about the work being done here, and Matt was full of potential, but this was why he gave up his job at the University of Cambridge back on Earth before the war. He grew tired of spoon-feeding children who only wanted the credit for the class and not the actual knowledge that came with it. Giving answers to questions that would be forgotten minutes after they left the class. He knew better than to think Matt was one of those, but Stewart was tired of it all the same.

"Is it alright if i sit with you? Wanted to run some things by you, things I heard from friends that work on Deck One." He said, tray in hand, an eager, disgusting smile upon his face.

"Things? Things like what?" Stewart said as he motioned for the kid to sit down across from him as he spooned a bite of steak into his mouth.

"Well, my friend on the command deck said that he heard the Commander talk about Martians coming to help us. You know, with the project!" Matt said as he took a bite of a greasy cheeseburger. Stewart couldn't decide which was more disturbing. The fact that he had to note that Martians were coming, like they were now their own separate entity that demanded individual demonyms or that this station offered cheeseburgers to their employees.

Stewart sighed, setting down his fork.

"The illustrious Commander Hawkins believe bringing in some duster heads will solve all of our problems? I don't see what they can offer that we haven't already had pass through this station ten times over."

"I guess anything helps, right?" he said as he sat the cheeseburger down and wiped his mouth and hands with a paper napkin.

The station intercom buzzed above the Cafeteria.

"This is Commander Hawkins. Doctor Stewart, please report to Deck Eight. Doctor Hawkins, report to the Flight Deck."

"They must be here." Said Matt as his eyes filled with wonder.

"Would it be alright if I came with you, Doctor?"

"No. Get back to the science deck, tell the others to clean up their stations and get ready for visitors. I'll be there shortly." He said as he got up with his tray, dumping it's contents into a nearby recycling vat and placed the tray on a nearby collection station and made his way to the Flight Deck.

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Postby Mars and its Moons » Wed Oct 09, 2019 8:06 pm

The Milky Way/[Redacted]/Interstellar Space/MCRN Pride of Phobos
1009 Hours

She woke up to the beeping of her Omni tool and groggily walked to the bathroom in her cabin. She splashed her face with water from the sink. Before she could think of anything the voice of the captain came over intercom “Dr Evans to the bridge” she groaned and got dressed in a tee shirt and pants she then exited her cabin and waked to the elevator at the end of the utilitarian hallway and opened it going inside She told it to take her to the bridge. The elevator began its ascent She thought on how she got here one day she was the lead scientist on project Doorway but the next she was in the middle of nowhere on the edge of the galaxy. She hadn’t even been told what they were doing just that they needed the personal with the most experience with Relay Physics. As she entered the bridge she saw a circle of 25 of her colleges and captain Mallory. “Where are we going” said Evens. “the Pelagius System” the captain replied as a hologram of a mass relay appeared but this one was unusual its core was glowing a bright orange instead of the regular bright blue and it was larger than a normal relay. “Highcom has assigned you and your fellow scientists to help the alliance figure out what it is” The captain said. Counting the captain explained that the alliance had requested the best people in the field of relay physics and that they Where going to Oceanus station in orbit around the relay and that captain Mallory And her Hestia class escort would be joining the defense fleet around the station after thay and the supplies that where requested Where dropped off at the station. “When will we arrive” asked Evens “in Two hours” replied the captain turning around to look out the bridges observation window into the blue and white streaks of ftl

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Postby The Systems Alliance of Earth » Fri Oct 11, 2019 7:46 pm

Mars and its Moons wrote:The Milky Way/[Redacted]/Interstellar Space/MCRN Pride of Phobos
1009 Hours

She woke up to the beeping of her Omni tool and groggily walked to the bathroom in her cabin. She splashed her face with water from the sink. Before she could think of anything the voice of the captain came over intercom “Dr Evans to the bridge” she groaned and got dressed in a tee shirt and pants she then exited her cabin and waked to the elevator at the end of the utilitarian hallway and opened it going inside She told it to take her to the bridge. The elevator began its ascent She thought on how she got here one day she was the lead scientist on project Doorway but the next she was in the middle of nowhere on the edge of the galaxy. She hadn’t even been told what they were doing just that they needed the personal with the most experience with Relay Physics. As she entered the bridge she saw a circle of 25 of her colleges and captain Mallory. “Where are we going” said Evens. “the Pelagius System” the captain replied as a hologram of a mass relay appeared but this one was unusual its core was glowing a bright orange instead of the regular bright blue and it was larger than a normal relay. “Highcom has assigned you and your fellow scientists to help the alliance figure out what it is” The captain said. Counting the captain explained that the alliance had requested the best people in the field of relay physics and that they Where going to Oceanus station in orbit around the relay and that captain Mallory And her Hestia class escort would be joining the defense fleet around the station after thay and the supplies that where requested Where dropped off at the station. “When will we arrive” asked Evens “in Two hours” replied the captain turning around to look out the bridges observation window into the blue and white streaks of ftl


Alliance Research Station Oceanus, SASS-4458
Deck VIII: Flight
1213 Hours





The elevator doors swished open, revealing Doctor Stewart, scanning through his Omni-tool, sifting through the roster report on the Martian scientific entourage that prepared to dock with Oceanus. He learned how to deduce important information from filler info and learned what he needed to about this Doctor Evans and her team. Stewart walked down the long hallway that led to the Flight Deck. The pair of doors hissed open vertically, revealing a host of technicians, landing signal officers, and support staff. On the far side of the hangar, sparks flew from the tail engines of one of Kodiak's rear thrusters as welders repaired them from their last flight, standard wear and tear that was familiar to all UT-47A Kodiaks.

"All signals, prepare for shuttle receiving. All non-critical crew to evacuate. All signals, prepare for receiving." Spoke a young man's deep voice over the intercom system of the Flight Deck from the Flight Control Station on the Bridge. Stewart deactivated his Omni-tool and stood by the doorway, staying clear of the shuttle that was inbound.

"Enjoying the view, Doctor? You almost never come down here." The familiar voice belonged to Lieutenant-Commander Whitly, executive officer of the station and an associate of Doctor Stewart.

"Aside from my lab, the cafeteria and sometimes my cabin, I've barely seen the rest of the station. I didn't come here to sight-see, I came here to figure out this damned relay, and I've barely managed to figure that out. I'm assuming you didn't like the speed of my team's progress so that's why your 'all-knowing' commander called in the Martians?" Said Christopher as he turned to face the Lieutenant-Commander, who was dressed in the standard Alliance Navy officer uniform, two black stripes on his shoulder pauldrons and two golden rings on his cuffs.

"This came down from the top. Completely politically motivated. Apparently the majority in Parliament back the Martian autonomous movement, going so far as to approving a Martian mission to this station to assist us in completing the objective." Said Whitly as he placed his hands behind his back and stood shoulder to shoulder with the scientist, watching as the running lights that denoted a landing pad lit up.

"Ah, politics. Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedies. Never was there said any truer words from Mr. Marx. If Parliament is onboard with their answer to the Martian Question, can the same be said for the Military?"

Commander Whitly looked over to the Doctor with admiration.

"Your memory of quotes in inspirational, Doctor. And no, from what my friends in the Navy have said, this is not ideal at all. Giving Mars the slightest hint of independence has sparked all kinds of Questions. Now there's the Titanian Question, the Elysian Question, Tiptreean Question, all kinds of questions that the Majority will most likely say yes to. Soon, the Alliance will be amount to nothing more than human nation-states and scuttlebutt says that terrifies the Military." Spoke Whitly as the new Persephone-Class Dropship entered the blue atmospheric barrier that separated the void from the oxygenated hangar. Painted the orange, red and white of the Martian Republic, the ship was assisted in by two signals officers on both sides of the ship, their Omni-tools flashing bright pulses of white and red light as they maneuvered the Dropship onto the landing pad.

"Well, there's our guests. Let's introduce ourselves." Said Doctor Stewart as he began his walk to the edge of the landing pad, Lieutenant-Commander Whitly in tow.

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Postby Mars and its Moons » Wed Oct 16, 2019 6:39 pm

The Milky Way/The Galactic Rim/Pelagius System

“Doctor Evens” captain Mallory called before she could broad the Dropship. She turned around to see captain mallory standing with 2 Martian marines out of the 50 currently on broad “you and your colleges are to important too the Republic to lose you will all be issued a sidearm for your protection should hostilities arise and these 2” she said moving her head to indicate the marians “will be going with you to make sure no overzealous alliance recruit tries to cut your necks as you sleep” “are you sure thats needed captain” said the raven haired doctor “yes” said mallory “the chief scientist of the alliance you will be working with has been flagged by ONI as anti-Martian” replied the captain “ONI has also gathered information that this station has alliance military personnel that think Elysium and Titan are next on our list of demands” “what” said a laughing doctor Evens “they think that we are going to demand titan a world that is barely at the beginning of it’s Terraforming project and has what one hab dome and the volus are constantly trying to steal it because it happens to be perfect for them and Elysium is near Illium witch would probably be pissed because mars wouldn’t allow an asari Corporatocracy to influence Martian politics. Anyways the entire reason the Republic exists is because we are technically a subspecies of humanity and our culture has radically diverged from the alliances culture. And all those planets have been settled for what 10 years at the least they haven’t developed there own culture and probably won’t” Evens ranted. Doctor Evens noticed her rant and said sheepishly with an embarrassed look on her face “sorry captain I tend to go on rants when I get angry”. “Yes I read that in your file Miss Evens” said the captain with an almost emotionless face that had a slight grin. “now get to the dropship before it leaves” the captain said well turning around and starting the walk that would take her back to the bridge. Just as the captain Boarded the elevator a message appeared on Dr Evens Omni tool it was a list composed by ONI of potential instigators. Doctor Evens still embarrassed by her rant in front of the hanger crew walked to the Persephone Class dropship and entered fallowed closely by the 2 Martian marines. After she had boarded the dropship it began its take off with the low hum of the element zero field as the back drop of her colognes and there conversations she started to read the list going over the names and profiles of the people on it. Before she even knew it the transport had landed in the research stations Hanger the drop-ship opened to see the organized Madness of any flight deck in the entire galaxy. In front of the dropship stood 2 people both of whom Where on the list provided by ONI they Where Executive Officer Malcolm Whitley and Chief Scientist Christopher Stewart. Putting on the best smile she could muster in company such as them she said “Permission to come aboard Lieutenant Commander”

The Milky Way/The Galactic Rim/Pelagius System/MCRN Pride of Phobos/Command Deck

“Commander Adams” said captain Mallory. Walking towards the marine looking out at the station “yes” he responded “make sure that your marines are ready for combat if something goes wrong” the captain said “they already are” responded the marine looking out into the the great Void surrounding the station.


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