YSS Asamoya
Bridge
"Yes, the Kuvexians are as brutal and cruel as Captain Sanders recalls," Aiko agreed, striding with slow and dignified steps past William to pace before the cadets. She spoke as if lecturing back at SAAMMS with a measured and informative tone that lacked the disgust with which her Nepleslian friend delivered his memory. "But the Kuvexians are devious, too, and should never be discounted for their flamboyant and gaudy natures. They managed to capture the Captain and I in the first place because we were so sure of our disguises and Yamataian cunning."
The princess' voice projected fully enough that the three cadets at their forward bridge consoles could hear her clearly. Still, Aiko turned toward them as she continued, treading across the command center's deck to address Aratani, Zelphon, and their third comrade at the sensors station just as much as she did the group listening at the room's back wall.
"Remember that while we wait hidden here under the waves and keep your wits," Aiko said, her path bringing her right behind the trio at the Asamoya's controls. "Even more than their ubiquitous greed and constant thirst for power, the Kuvexians are paranoid. It drives all of their cruelty and avarice and is engrained into their culture. They listen to everything and absorb it, then file it away until that information can be used to advance their ambitions. No matter the perfection of our camouflage or the soundness of our plans we must remain wary. For those Kuvexians may well know we are here on Hanako's World, watching and waiting for the chance to ensnare us again."
Through her unbroken calm some fiery intensity crept onto Aiko's voice with those final words. From behind Aratani and Zelphon, the princess looked through the bridge's dim lights to the other cadets again who stared back at her silent and wide-eyed. She nodded at them, having little else to add on the subject lest she remember too much at the wrong moment and get too energized for battle when the situation didn't call for it.
"Take us below, then," Aiko ordered, patting the top edge of Zelphon's chair twice where the Belmont girl had caressed moments prior. "Koizumi-kohosei, have the engineer begin fabrication again in only one bay. Limited torpedo stores will suffice, but we would be wise to produce a few weapon pods before our exit from the system, and running only one shop should not pose a risk to our detection."
Satisfied with the Asamoya's new course of action, Aiko returned to the captain's chair and sat to watch her command get carried out.
The ship then proceeded to glide out of the jagged, rocky volcanic sea cave that protected it from above, sliding beneath the surface as it went. From their vantage high above, the tropical birds of Hanako's World could see the Asamoya's bright hull barely silhouetted as it sped out through perfectly crystal turquoise waters. It was only for a brief few seconds that the ship flashed against the island cove's white sandy floor, unseen by any eyes but the local wildlife, and then the Asamoya was gone.
YE 45.4.20
1937 Yamatai Standard Time
Some five hours had passed while the YSS Asamoya hid within the ocean's far depths on Hanako's World. Although it was a spaceship designed for the absence of pressure, its anti-gravity fields kept the vessel safe from the crushing force of the waters above it. Down here was as black as the void Star Army ships were accustomed to, though, and even so much more. Where space was filled with points of light in the darkness, here far beneath the seas it was like wading through solid obsidian. There was no point to visual sensors below in the abyss, so the bridge hadn't been illuminated by any volumetric feeds from the outside.
Aiko had spoken to the cadets a few times but most of the ship's business had proceeded quietly and uninterrupted — exactly what the princess wanted given the circumstances of their mission. For the cadets, it hadn't necessarily been boring but perhaps had been tedious in the very stressful way that could only be felt by a starship's crew deep behind enemy lines (much less an experienced one). Surely, however, some among the company of midshipmen had maintained an excited demeanor while others kept entirely cool and nonchalant having long ago composed their mindset of Star Army service just for this day.
And then everyone heard a high pitched whine that sounded throughout the entire Asamoya. It was like a chorus of whistles that stacked atop each other and rose quickly before a staccato beep. The sound even caught in the core of crewman's body, filling each with a strange and uneasy sensation. None of them recognized it immediately, not even Aiko or William for all of their years in the military.
The princess looked at her Nepleslian friend in the eyes first before her own shot around to meet those of her cadets. Thirty seconds went by without the sound happening again.
"Report," Aiko said, breaking the grim silence that had quickly fallen across the ship.
"Chusa! W-we're being trac—!" the midshipman at sensors stammered in her rattled Yamataian voice just as it was cut off by the frequency sounding through the Asamoya for a second time.
"Sonar," Aiko said in a way that sounded like a curse. Starship crews rarely had to worry about such technologies but the princess' knowledge of them came flooding back when she heard it. "Belmont-kohosei, bring us closer to the surface immediately. You need to get the Asamoya high enough to disengage that anti-gravity field. It had helped us until now but is giving that signal's source something dense to track. Go evasive and lose them, cadet."
The sonar screeched again, this time at a more rapid interval with another set following on in quick succession. At Aratani's weapons station, her targeting scopes registered two unknown contacts ready for lock at the edge of their range. And then a third and fourth, both much faster.
"M-m-multiple signatures, Chusa!" the girl at sensors stuttered. "Closing with our present position but not on a perfect intercept. They must still be searching!"
"Crew!" Aiko called over the ship's intercom, not yet setting a full spaceborne Condition 1. "Prepare for combat!"
Bridge
"Yes, the Kuvexians are as brutal and cruel as Captain Sanders recalls," Aiko agreed, striding with slow and dignified steps past William to pace before the cadets. She spoke as if lecturing back at SAAMMS with a measured and informative tone that lacked the disgust with which her Nepleslian friend delivered his memory. "But the Kuvexians are devious, too, and should never be discounted for their flamboyant and gaudy natures. They managed to capture the Captain and I in the first place because we were so sure of our disguises and Yamataian cunning."
The princess' voice projected fully enough that the three cadets at their forward bridge consoles could hear her clearly. Still, Aiko turned toward them as she continued, treading across the command center's deck to address Aratani, Zelphon, and their third comrade at the sensors station just as much as she did the group listening at the room's back wall.
"Remember that while we wait hidden here under the waves and keep your wits," Aiko said, her path bringing her right behind the trio at the Asamoya's controls. "Even more than their ubiquitous greed and constant thirst for power, the Kuvexians are paranoid. It drives all of their cruelty and avarice and is engrained into their culture. They listen to everything and absorb it, then file it away until that information can be used to advance their ambitions. No matter the perfection of our camouflage or the soundness of our plans we must remain wary. For those Kuvexians may well know we are here on Hanako's World, watching and waiting for the chance to ensnare us again."
Through her unbroken calm some fiery intensity crept onto Aiko's voice with those final words. From behind Aratani and Zelphon, the princess looked through the bridge's dim lights to the other cadets again who stared back at her silent and wide-eyed. She nodded at them, having little else to add on the subject lest she remember too much at the wrong moment and get too energized for battle when the situation didn't call for it.
"Take us below, then," Aiko ordered, patting the top edge of Zelphon's chair twice where the Belmont girl had caressed moments prior. "Koizumi-kohosei, have the engineer begin fabrication again in only one bay. Limited torpedo stores will suffice, but we would be wise to produce a few weapon pods before our exit from the system, and running only one shop should not pose a risk to our detection."
Satisfied with the Asamoya's new course of action, Aiko returned to the captain's chair and sat to watch her command get carried out.
The ship then proceeded to glide out of the jagged, rocky volcanic sea cave that protected it from above, sliding beneath the surface as it went. From their vantage high above, the tropical birds of Hanako's World could see the Asamoya's bright hull barely silhouetted as it sped out through perfectly crystal turquoise waters. It was only for a brief few seconds that the ship flashed against the island cove's white sandy floor, unseen by any eyes but the local wildlife, and then the Asamoya was gone.
YE 45.4.20
1937 Yamatai Standard Time
Some five hours had passed while the YSS Asamoya hid within the ocean's far depths on Hanako's World. Although it was a spaceship designed for the absence of pressure, its anti-gravity fields kept the vessel safe from the crushing force of the waters above it. Down here was as black as the void Star Army ships were accustomed to, though, and even so much more. Where space was filled with points of light in the darkness, here far beneath the seas it was like wading through solid obsidian. There was no point to visual sensors below in the abyss, so the bridge hadn't been illuminated by any volumetric feeds from the outside.
Aiko had spoken to the cadets a few times but most of the ship's business had proceeded quietly and uninterrupted — exactly what the princess wanted given the circumstances of their mission. For the cadets, it hadn't necessarily been boring but perhaps had been tedious in the very stressful way that could only be felt by a starship's crew deep behind enemy lines (much less an experienced one). Surely, however, some among the company of midshipmen had maintained an excited demeanor while others kept entirely cool and nonchalant having long ago composed their mindset of Star Army service just for this day.
And then everyone heard a high pitched whine that sounded throughout the entire Asamoya. It was like a chorus of whistles that stacked atop each other and rose quickly before a staccato beep. The sound even caught in the core of crewman's body, filling each with a strange and uneasy sensation. None of them recognized it immediately, not even Aiko or William for all of their years in the military.
The princess looked at her Nepleslian friend in the eyes first before her own shot around to meet those of her cadets. Thirty seconds went by without the sound happening again.
"Report," Aiko said, breaking the grim silence that had quickly fallen across the ship.
"Chusa! W-we're being trac—!" the midshipman at sensors stammered in her rattled Yamataian voice just as it was cut off by the frequency sounding through the Asamoya for a second time.
"Sonar," Aiko said in a way that sounded like a curse. Starship crews rarely had to worry about such technologies but the princess' knowledge of them came flooding back when she heard it. "Belmont-kohosei, bring us closer to the surface immediately. You need to get the Asamoya high enough to disengage that anti-gravity field. It had helped us until now but is giving that signal's source something dense to track. Go evasive and lose them, cadet."
The sonar screeched again, this time at a more rapid interval with another set following on in quick succession. At Aratani's weapons station, her targeting scopes registered two unknown contacts ready for lock at the edge of their range. And then a third and fourth, both much faster.
"M-m-multiple signatures, Chusa!" the girl at sensors stuttered. "Closing with our present position but not on a perfect intercept. They must still be searching!"
"Crew!" Aiko called over the ship's intercom, not yet setting a full spaceborne Condition 1. "Prepare for combat!"