Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Verity Linyl had been assigned to The Bountiful Venture after the government had discovered her work with dark matter. It had started as a mistake, a miscalculation on her part when it came to studying the energy uses of supernovas. She had been studying the use of the energy emitted when stars exploded and a simple miscalculation had turned her research into that of the power of destruction of man made dark matter black holes used as weapons against enemies. Veritys mistaken research had led her down a dark path that ended in her work being noticed by those that commanded the intergalactic military. A vice-admiral had located her lab and cornered her within it to demand that she turn over all the research she had done. The young scientist regretted her research and refused to hand it over to the Vice-Admiral, frantically attempting to delete it from her com stand, committing an act of perceived treason. The Vice-Admiral arrested her on the spot and sent her to the prison ship, The Melbourne. She had been tried months later for her high treason. However, over the course of the trial, her research had been dissected and discovered to be the work of someone with genius thought processes that had not been seen in the galaxy in decades. Instead of wasting away in a cell on The Melbourne, the government had forced Verity onto a freighter cloaked ship with a military command to continue her research into the dark matter weapon upon which she had stumbled. Constantly under surveillance, Verity was forced to continue to work on the military uses of her weapon rather than the recyclable energy she truly wished to work on. However, the mundane routine of months on the ship had Verity noticing certain nuances in her captors behaviours. She would be left alone for a half hour every six hours on the ship and that was time she decided to take advantage of. Working diligently, she created a fail safe to the weapon she was designing that would cause it to malfunction with each attempted use, creating more problems she would need to sort out, therefore causing an inert weapon that could never harm anyone. This day started as any other. Verity was awoken promptly at 7 am to begin her day. She ate her military ration for breakfast before beginning work. After lunch, the guard left her alone with her research for the standard half hour and Verity quickly went to her alternative research. She had just begun to write a new program for the fail safe when the ship was suddenly rocked by some unseen force. Verity stumbled to the floor as unsecured beakers and test tubes shattered on the floor around her. Covering her head until the rocking stopped, Verity heard the soldiers scrambling around her as they prepared for battle. Battle? Why would anyone attack a freighter? Veritys eyes widened as she scrambled to her feet, the white trench coat covering her military green jumpsuit as she ran over to her com stand. Her long, brown hair was pulled back into a messy bun, tendrils of her wavy hair falling over her face as her emerald green eyes scanned the screen and her fingers worked feverishly to gather up all her failsafe data. The panic was palpable on the ship as the military command on the ship had not been trained properly in defense should a massive attack happen they were more prison guards than anything, ensuring she didn't try to escape until the research was finished. Verity took advantage of the chaos to begin the download of her work onto a padscreen. Plugging the small device into her comstand, Verity typed in a command and the familiar time bar screen appeared on both devices. The download was enormous and her time was cut short when a soldier burst into the room, commanding her from her lab to head towards a safe room. Verity yanked the padscreen from its plug as she pretended to stumble with the ships movement, knowing her com stand and shattering the screen where the rest of her research was before following the soldier from the room, stumbling through the white corridors of the ship as debris fell around her from the ceilings. What's happening? she called out through the rushing gas and falling debris as the guard escorted her through the hallways, pushing her to move faster as she held the padscreen against her chest to keep the glass from being shattered.