!!O+eQDn0BBx8 07/15/11(Fri)05:38 No.15587623|
“Very well, Lieutenant, thank you for your advice. Please continue with what you are doing and rearrange the duty logs so Parson is not long in them.”
“Sir.” With that your second in command departs the brig, and you are left to ponder.
“Hello, Officer Wright, my apologies for earlier.” you intone to the bored-looking man lounging on a crate, causing him to stand up again, “Not a problem, sir. Is everything okay?”
“There was a situation, but it’s been handled. Now, tell me about this probe.”
“Hmm. Well sir, I’ve been analyzing the data... captain, can I ask if the transmission earlier came from our ship?” The olive-skinned man turns, fiddling with some dials, before looking back up toward your optical sensors expectantly.
“Yes, there was a brief transmission.”
A grin crosses his face and he nods, confirmation of what he already knew, “Great. Great! Sir, I have a request. You see, I think that the probe picked up that transmission. And I think that the gibberish I saw was it superimposing our message into its own code, maybe even language! I’d like to use the system comm array to transmit a variety of messages. While doing so, you can connect to the probe and, in real time, compare the two. I don’t know much about languages, but that could help figure it out right?”
“I see... very good, Officer Wright. Did you come up with this just now?”
“Yes sir. Well, a little bit after I figured out the message the probe was receiving was from our array, that is.” The man beams, obviously proud of his accomplishment.