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ORIGINS: USS Hood October 2009: Difference between revisions

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Jack leaned back in his chair and sipped his coffee while considering his science officer’s report.  This system had long been known for its unique electro-magnetic emissions.  The most unique feature being of course the inability to determine what caused them.  He was sure it had some connection to the planet.  The key was to determine what that connection was and how to exploit it.  If they didn’t soon then his crew would undoubtably face the same end as the archeological team.
Jack leaned back in his chair and sipped his coffee while considering his science officer’s report.  This system had long been known for its unique electro-magnetic emissions.  The most unique feature being of course the inability to determine what caused them.  He was sure it had some connection to the planet.  The key was to determine what that connection was and how to exploit it.  If they didn’t soon then his crew would undoubtably face the same end as the archeological team.


*What was that name?* He suddenly thought to himself remembering the conversation he had had with his security chief.  The original distress called had in part been a frantic search for someone.  It had seemed like gibberish but when DeSimms had followed up the lead he had recognized someone from his past.  The black OPS past.  The security chief had tried to find out more information but like almost everything else on this mission he hit a wall.  Jack sprung up from his chair and moved to the open science station where he called up the replay of the distress call.  He remembered the name as soon as he heard the panicked voice.  Gil Hutchinson.  Drumming his fingers along the console he considered his next step.  DeSimms had very little information on the mysterious Hutchinson and had been unable to determine his wherabouts.  But why would an archeological team be desperate to find someone who had been on a covert operations team?  What was the link?
"What was that name?* He suddenly thought to himself remembering the conversation he had had with his security chief.  The original distress called had in part been a frantic search for someone.  It had seemed like gibberish but when DeSimms had followed up the lead he had recognized someone from his past.  The black OPS past.  The security chief had tried to find out more information but like almost everything else on this mission he hit a wall.  Jack sprung up from his chair and moved to the open science station where he called up the replay of the distress call.  He remembered the name as soon as he heard the panicked voice.  Gil Hutchinson.  Drumming his fingers along the console he considered his next step.  DeSimms had very little information on the mysterious Hutchinson and had been unable to determine his wherabouts.  But why would an archeological team be desperate to find someone who had been on a covert operations team?  What was the link?


“Computer.”
“Computer.”