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[b]Location: The Sawomia System.[/b] [right][b]Star Date: 2207.12.05.[/b][/right]

Yiithren watched from the ships viewport as the craft silently made its way through the empty expanse beyond the systems primary star, a yellow sun several million miles in diameter. Blinking his green tinted eyes as his two face tubes contracted in a rhythmic fashion, taking in oxygen and pumping out carbon dioxide that would then be filtered through the ships built in conversion system where it would be turned back into breathable air once again, Yiithren let out an annoyed burble as he glanced over at a nearby holo-display that was beeping furiously.

"Is there a problem specialist Mihraan?" He asked, swiveling to face her.

"I-" She began, leaning closer to the holographic display and flicking a few alien symbols away with her tendrils. "I'm not sure. Our sensors seem to be registering some sort of space-time disturbance."

"Space-time disturbance?" Yiithran echoed, cocking his head to the side slightly as he towards Kurqruik, his first mate. "That didn't happen during our last patrol of this system... Think it could be a malfunction with our sensors?"

"Not likely, but I'll check with Strevrols just to be sure." Kurqruik replied, moving over towards a screen embedded in a nearby wall. Running a tentacle over its blank surface caused it to flare to life. Leaning in closer, Kurqruik began to speak.

"Strevrols?"

"Yes?"

"Can you check the status of our sensors?"

"Yeah, give me a minute..."

A brief silence settles over the ship. One that is only broken by the low, efficient hum of its engines.

Finally, Strevrols returns.

"Sensors are green." He said, uncertainty beginning to creep into his voice. "Um, Kurqruik?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you want to know our sensor status?"

"Sensor ops specialist Mihraan picked up a space-time disturbance in this system. Captain thinks it could be a malfunction, but I figured I check with you just to be sure." She explained.

"I see. Well I'll keep monitoring things on my end."

"Alright." Kurqruik said, shutting off the screen with a wave and moving back to her post near Yiithren.

"So not a malfunction then?" He asked, craning his head towards her.

"No sir."

"Hmm..." Yiithren began, absentmindedly rubbing his violet tinged beak, as he briefly lapsed into a deep muse. "Well lets stay on guard should it happen again. We could be facing another dimensional invasio-" 

But he was cut off as a large shockwave radiated through the whole ship, causing its sensors to blare and scream in alarm as most of the crew, including Yiithren himself, were thrown to the floor by yet another violent tremor. Shakily turning his view to the ships main window, Captain Yiithren shielded his eyes with a wince as the whole craft was slowly enveloped by a impossibly bright light.

And then, they were somewhere else.
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Carefully pushing himself up off the ships deck, Yiithren did a quick headcount of his crew. Just to make sure no one had been killed or injured during the incident, before taking stock of the ships systems and their new surroundings.

"Navigation specialist Lathoor-" Yiithren said, gently massaging the side of his head. "-where are we?"

"I... I'm not sure sir." He replied, climbing back into his seat and tapping frantically at the display before him. "But wherever we are, it doesn't match anything we have in our star charts or navigation databanks."

Yiithren nodded slowly, his mind going over everything that had transpired thus far, as order was gradually restored.

"I checked with Strevrols." Kurqruik said, approaching from somewhere off to Yiithren's left. "He says everything looks fine despite the tremors and our apparent transportation. Shields are a bit damaged, though they should replenish over time."

"Transportation?" Yiithren asked, turning his gaze towards her. "Transportation to where?"

"Yes sir. It appears as though that disturbance has launched us into another universe. That's what Strevrols says happened anyway." Kurqruik explained, flexing her appendages slightly as though relieving built up tension or stress.

"Hmm. I see. Well he hasn't steered us wrong yet, so I'll take his word for it. Anyway, seeing as how we're in another universe, do you have any ideas as to how we can get back to our own?"

Kurqruik shook her head. "Not one. And Strevrols doesn't either. Universe hopping isn't exactly something he does on a daily basis."

"And most of our technology and science just barely flirts with the possibility of accessing and using other realities to our own advantage... So I guess that means we're stuck for the time being." Yiithren said, expelling a gust of air through his face tubes in what was clearly a sigh.

"It appears so sir."

Staring out the ships viewport pensively, Yiithren began pacing back and forth across the bridge when another loud beep from a nearby console caught his attention.

[I]"Oh what now..."[/I] He muttered, moving towards it. Staring at the screen, his emerald eyes widened in surprise.

They were receiving a hail.

"Kurqruik-" He said, casting glance at her from over his frilled shoulder. "-get me communication specialist Cathere and tell her to start calibrating our neural translators using the sound bytes from the hail as a base. We have some neighbors to greet."

Kurqruik nodded, quickly shuffling off to another part of the ship.

"Now..." Yiithren said, turning his attention back to the dark void outside the Va's main viewport. "Lets see what surprises this new universe has in store for us."