<< BACK TO RS001 LOG ------------------------------------------------------------------- = Security Report : Stormsong Station Crew Deralection. = = To : Coalition Astrological Affairs = = Security Division = = From : Stormsong Security Adjunct Commander = = [IDENT VERIFICATION] = = [IDENT VERIFIED] = = Nature of Report : Requests for Information and Aid = = Priority : Urgant = ------------------------------------------------------------------- Most Relevant Information: Station Stormsong normal inhabitation compromised. No authorized persons found on board station. Contact with station AI has failed. Only asistance currently to hand is a traveling monk of one of the clockwork faiths. Auto-Creech units for decanting more of my kind were shut off while I was in stasis and as of transmission are in a self-diagnostics test that, as I understand, cannot be safely halted without potential damage. First relief units will start to be decanted in [Fifteen Earth-Standard Days] and those units will be field viable in [One Earth-Standard Solar Year.] Automated security has so far only given passive resistance to further exploration. At my urging, Malak has not yet attempted to breech any of the still locked doors. Degenerate Humanoids: Ferals - Irregular Antagonists 01 While there are indavidual idiosyncracies and variance in dress as well as how they interact with the surroundings? By and large? These Ferals display several common traits that leave me wanting to lump them in a collective basket. * Communicate at best in grunts, snarls, clicks, and whistles. Note: Malak's run recordings of these noises through his ship's linguistic's systems and this isn't language. However it may be a precursor, or more likely more on the order of what animals such as dogs, or even apes from Old Earth were capible of. * All known examples have a thick leatheyr hide, and seem to lack any sort of hair. Their eyes have the same structures as unaugmented human eyes, but the pigmentation is such that there is an almost uniform milky color. If they were once unaugmented humans that got mutated by an airborn pathogen it does a damned good job of taking away any sort of identifying features. I'm sure a detailed scan of musculature and bone structure could give more clues, but my medical training begins and ends at first aid, and hoping an auto- doc can patch someone up. * They have exceedingly keepn hearing and smell. Vision both seems to have a greater degree of motion tracking, but loses out on fine detail. Testing their accuity is a bit tricky, but they seem less sight dependant, or it could just be they lack the ability to do more than grapple, bite, hit, etc so don't pay much mindto anything that isn't close to hand. * I have not seen any young or any hints at a life cycle. This to me suggests nothing as there is a lot of station to explore and their young wouldl ikely be kept in the groves. * Interesting that they wear station issued jumpsuits. Assuming they are not the original crew degenerated, that would mean they both recognize the value in clothes, and can dress themselves, suggesting a level of intellect on par with the prototype series of augments that lead to my generation [Epsilon] of genmods. * If they are of the original station crew? It is within my perview to terminate them as several contain implants that allow interfacing with sensetive systems and could unintentionally lead to any number of disaster scenerios ranging from the reactor going critical, to de-orbiting the station, or even weapons fire in indescriminate directions causing navigation hazards to any ships passing through. Clockwork Monk: Malak Falco - Monk - Irregular Asset 01 Either he is branded a heretic, or comes from one of the more leniant sects. Malak treats me as a peer rather than property or as equipment. Though on reflection given how he has treated and talked to the non-sapiant machinery he has interfaced with either to service or gather information from I suppose he could still think of me as such. I have yet to see him interact unambigously with someone whom would be considered peer or superrior. He has been relatively easy to work with and has taken my considerations into account while exploring. Plan of action: Until proper reenforcements are either contacted, or grown, I am the only non-digital being on this station with clearance and credentials. As such, I am prioritizing exploration and finding out what has happened first on station, and then the wider system. Near Term - Secure Stormsong station and gather materials needed for growth of proper expeditionary force to make planet-fall and see why we have not been contacted. Estimate this will take at a minamum and most generious, a year and a half earth-standard. In addition to biological units, ships and arms must be built, which will take resource harvesting. Long Term - If system population turns outto be nothing but Ferals, my job is to repopulate the system both to preserve existing knowledge and technology in-system, and if all prior inhabitants are Ferals, this gives the substrain of humanity I belong to a chance to have a solar-system of our own for however long we can hold onto it. If vaults of normal humanity my substrain was created to serve still exist, I am obligated to seek them out. My mind is split on this mandate, but what I want, doesn't matter in the face of the potential for survivors. In Closing: Any thought of plans must wait for securing Stormsong, and continuing to remain on reasonable terms with the Monk, as his technical knowledge, for the time being, is needed.