Topic: Kvant - Comms Room

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Quinn entered the room quickly. Leaning over the console and looking at the screen, and without wasting time he got to the heart of the matter. "What do we have?"

~Quinn

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The medium-sized comms room had various computers crowding the walls and a large table in the middle; there was room for about eight people, all told. Currently, one person was in there; Corporal David Tranter, who was on his shift there.

As Quinn and Duquesne entered the room, he turned to them.

"We've got a distress call", he said, "Drakken class light courier, name of Half-Price Cracked Ice. Possible pirate attack".

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Quinn nodded. "Play back the distress call," he ordered. As the Corporal moved to play it back, Quinn asked "how far off course are they?"

~Quinn

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Tranter tapped a few buttons, then the voice started playing. It was a female voice, quite young and sounding pretty desperate.

"Mayday, mayday, mayday, this is the Free Trader Half-Price Cracked Ice. I am in serious difficulty and in urgent need of assistance. Mayday, mayday, mayday..."

Duquesne shook her head.

"That sounds pre-recorded. Is it just me or is that gal expecting to be sending that?"

"Range about 100 k, sir", Tranter added.

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Quinn rubbed his chin a bit. His normal police instincts said to go for it, but he wasn't on a government payroll anymore. In fact it didn't pay at all if they were to go out of their way to even check the site. What's more, he couldn't justify spending the resources on the boss' finances for a free search-and-rescue. Then of course there was the Alliance to consider - the arrested if we do, arrested if we don't reality surrounding distress calls. If they didn't respond it would be deliberately ignoring a plea for help, and if they did respond the Alliance would investigate them on suspicion of piracy or the like.

"We're not a charity organization," Quinn said half in thought. He stared a few moments longer at the screen. "Let's put Amy's theory to test; let's send them a transmission to confirm their location - if it's a live person we can expect them to provide us with more information and if that's the case then we might as well try to help. Maybe we can get this sent up to Corporate as a tax write-off," Quinn said trying to justify helping out people with company resources.

Quinn wasn't personally familiar with how compensation for assistance worked, although he expected there should be some level of obligation on somebody's part to provide the rescuer compensation. That is, compensation for the resources consumed for assistance - services rendered never made much money if the sum wasn't agreed on prior to the rescue.

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"Yes, sir", Tranter said as he sent an automated IFF signal. He then cued the mike.

"Half-Price Cracked Ice, Half-Price Cracked Ice, this is Maczarek Security warship, repeat, this is Maczarek Security warship. Please confirm your status".

He repeated the message twice, then the female voice replied.

"This is Natasha Williams, Captain of Half-Priced Cracked Ice. I've been badly shot up and am leaking atmo; I'm calling you from my bedroom, which is the only room on the ship without a hole in the hull. Please help me".

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Quinn nodded. "Alright, let's do it," Quinn said patting Tranter on the shoulder, "tell her we're on our way."

Quinn walked to the door and headed to the bridge.

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An announcement from Quinn sounded in every room. "We've received an SOS from a ship and will be responding. I'll need Angel in the bridge and everyone else to your posts. I need Engineering preparing to evac what's left of the crew on that ship and I need guns in suits."

Then exclusively in the comm room. "Tranter, can you hail the nearest Alliance cruiser and advise that we are responding to an SOS? Forward them the communications as well and request assistance." There was a pause. "And send me those coordinates."

~Quinn

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