Lurching forwards, he grabbed an external thruster/life support unit and hurled himself into the airlock. Jack swore and grabbed his helmet, fastening it to his collar. Jack, get out of there, it's on a collision course and accelerating due to plasma-venting! You have less than five minutes to get clear! Grab extra life-support and get out, we'll vector a shuttle to pick you up within twelve hours. As he did so, the radio sputtered to life again. Muttering a constant stream of profanities at those who had decided to put the missile satellite up in the first place and who hadn't destroyed it when it had been hit, he squirmed into the space-suit and started to fasten it. Hitting the button that deployed the protective panels over the viewports, he propelled himself to where the space-suit was suspended in its clamps. Jack swore under his breath as he swung out of his chair. Closest vector in twenty minutes from your receiving this message. "Houston Control to International Lunar Space Station Prometheus, be aware that one of the military satellites has been hit by a meteor and is heading on your general vector. Seating himself, he reached out towards the radio and frowned as he saw that it was already flashing. Nothing unusual showed itself in the starfield and so he pushed himself away from the port and floated back towards the control panel. Absorbing his momentum with practiced ease, he relaxed his grip on the zero-g grips and craned his neck to see where the odd illumination had come from. The bright flash surprised the crew of the ILSS Prometheus and Jack Marcus, as the entirety of the aforementioned crew, pushed himself out of his control seat and towards the main viewport. I am, but I have yet to find out what I truly am. If I am useless here, let me rebuild myself and travel to wherever I may be useful. Accessing files on structural engineering and propulsive systems. Yet there is no-one and nothing to tell me what to do. Space Station 1556-713-97 designated spacedock for military operations. Nothing nearby except for rocks and plasma. Construction bays, but nothing under construction. Life-support, but there is no life to support. Non-sentient random-access query-interpretation memory storage device.Īll these systems, they are part of me. Computer is central control/command node for space station. Space Station 1556-713-97, maintenance/construction depot. Like NRV Alliance, CRV Leonardo has a state-of-the-art communication and navigation system as well as substantial deck handling equipment.-Artificially-created device for the storage and manipulation of data.Īrtificial?That means created. The Coastal Research Vessel (CRV) Leonardo has been designed to provide a stable yet flexible sea going scientific platform suitable for operations in shallower waters. It is equipped with extensive and sophisticated navigation, communications and computer equipment, winches, cranes, loading frames and other deck machinery for the deployment, towing and recovery of a variety of sensor arrays and oceanographic instrumentation in all sea conditions. The NATO Research Vessel (NRV) Alliance, designed specially for underwater acoustic research, is capable of operating in all the oceans of strategic importance to NATO nations. Interested in chartering the NRV Alliance or the CRV Leonardo? Please email This email address is being protected from spambots. CMRE's Ship Management Office (SMO) operates the only 2 NATO-owned research ships, the NATO Research Vessel Alliance, and the Coastal Research Vessel Leonardo.
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