Mortal Protection Services Chapter 21: VII.OoJ: Order of Jimoleans

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VII.OoJ: Order of Jimoleans Jimantha Jimsonson The FSS Magellan... or what was left of it, anyhow. Captain Kim was right, it was less than a day from our point of view before we received a pickup. A couple of months for those moving at less than ~99% speed of light. The hot gasses ejected with us had started to slowly heat up the two functional compartments of the ship we were sealed inside. Exposed metal was starting to become dangerous to the touch when help finally arrived. Furthermore, with no deflector dish we were at the mercy of high-V physics, which meant the entire outside of our ship was being constantly scoured by high velocity gas molecules and if we'd have hit solid rock... we'd have turned into mostly photons. The bridge and engineering were all that was left of the Magellan with any 'working' parts at this point. A shielded conduit provided power between the two compartments and we were on battery power; the fusion generator was cooked, melted down. We were not vacuum safe, not even close after all the mods we'd done and the star we exploded, but we'd made the compartments we were in as tight as we could to keep those hot ass atoms out there from getting in, but there was still leakage. Just as we were all starting to worry about our Dungelar crew members' survival in the heat, we felt a tractor beam engage, makes your whole body tingle. The sudden jerk of being pulled into warp without a full grav grid slammed us all into the walls, but not too hard. No worse than getting punched in the gut, or thrown like a baseball. A few minutes later we dropped out of warp, and about an hour after that, members of the Magellan crew that had left on shuttle two opened up our compartments and took us aboard our rescue ship, The Searchy McExploreFace. This was the G model. The FAP stopped letting the general internet help name ships after the first Searchy McExploreFace (the first Blasty McBangPew was named at the same time), but that first one had been so goddamn effective at exploring strange new worlds and discovering new life that there was more made when it eventually bit the dust (same with the Blasty, but with war stuff). The Searchy-G had some bitchin fast warp drives, and a crack science team. It was the exploration flagship, after all. The crew only took a couple months to figure out how to make their fancy-dancy brand new warp 10 engine do warp negative 0.000000001 so they could tow us from realspace into subspace, without the dimensional shear ripping us both apart. It worked great. Only a punch in the gut for us to get rescued. Not too shabby. They brought us to starbase 116, where Captain Kim and his command crew were court-martialed for blowing up a star. I'm pretty sure I read through all the FAP protocols, and rules, and regulations, and laws, and so on and so forth before I came down here. As far as I recalled, there was no laws against blowing up a star. I guess there probably wouldn't be a law against murder if there was never a murder to begin with, but back in my original human days we didn't do ex post facto laws. I asked them to lay all the blame on me, and the bastards actually did it! Even Steve betrayed me, the gloriously velvety bastard . Captain Kim and his whole crew were given a new ship, and I... I was put on ice and sent to prison. As for the other thing . The Magellan's charred carcass did indeed have a smattering of living scourge cells still alive, sealed in the melted hull, but not sealed good enough. Eventually they'd crawl their way out. This was the worst kind of space amber, the kind with scourge inside. Before throwing me on ice to take me to prison for exploding a star, they did ask my advice about building proper containment procedures for doing scourge research without actually getting scourged. Deep space facility. Five lightyears from any star at least. The further away the better, maybe put it fully off the galactic plane. Three meter thick lead surrounding the entire facility. T