Emergency Distress Beacon Transmission

[Fletcher]

>>>Emergency Transmission received from deployable beacon
>>>Attempting to decode transmission...
>/?Unknown attachment found within transmission
>/?Sandboxing attachment for scan and diagnostics
>>> Continuing decryption
>/>Transmission size exceeding buffer capacity
>/>Parsing transmission
>>>Playing distress message

"To anyone who can hear me! This is acting-captain Lt. Hannah Lloyd of the Shetland Transport Rhondda Valley designation BRS-3214. We have taken critical reactor damage and have suffered fatalities, I say again! ...!" An explosion is heard "Arrgh!" *cough cough* "Damnit... we can't stop it now... the reactor coolant has just given out, we were so close to making it. To whoever picks up this message, during our transport run to Newcastle we suffered a catastrophic overload of multiple reactor components. We got stranded a hell of a long way from home... we started dying... one by one... even the captain..."

Another explosion is heard, the signal begins to degrade

"This is it... Bill... I'm sorry, I should have gone to Liberty with you... I lov--- Another explosion is heard, this time the signal goes silent.

>!>Signal lost
>/?Attempting to connect to #BRS-3214
>/?...
>/?...
>/?...///

>!>Connection failed

>>>Attachment recovery successful prior to signal loss... opening.

>/>Multiple attachments found
>/>Emergency log flush protocol enacted by Lt. Hannah Lloyd
>/>Sandboxing attachments
>/>Parsing data
>/>ETA unknown
>>>Logs and attachments will be saved on NN database
>>>Link to logs will be displayed as logs are parsed. Located here
>!>Ending emergency transmission protocol
>!>Returning to autonomous patrol
>!>Sentinel 145, resuming Yukon patrol.

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[Wolfs Ghost]

Goodman Ranch, Planet Cambridge

"You can't fly... you've been grounded. Get out of the ship, and head back to the ranch. Take some time off and rest." Austin was muttering to himself as he slowly began flipping various switches in the seat of his Paladin, "All systems are a go."

His eyes slowly glanced up towards the video feed as it turned on.

"To anyone who can hear me! This is acting-captain Lt. Hannah Lloyd of the Shetland Transport Rhondda Valley designation BRS-3214. We have taken critical reactor damage and have suffered fatalities, I say again! ...!" ---- "Arrgh!" *cough cough* "Damnit... we can't stop it now... the reactor coolant has just given out, we were so close to making it. To whoever picks up this message, during our transport run to Newcastle we suffered a catastrophic overload of multiple reactor components. We got stranded a hell of a long way from home... we started dying... one by one... even the captain...

"This is it... Bill... I'm sorry, I should have gone to Liberty with you... I lov---"

After that the transmission ended. Austin raised his eyebrow and reopened the saved file to play the transmission once more to make sure he heard everything correctly, "Looks like I begin my search in Newcastle... then expand the search to nearby systems. Tau's are going to be a pain due to the war, so I'll check there after Newcastle. Well, this should be fun to explain to my doctor when I get back, going to try and not pull anything fancy."

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