> Think: UEFS
UEFS is a designation that identifies a spaceship belonging to the United Earth Federation starfleet. While TERRA is no longer inhabited, the name of the one true homeworld lives on in the hearts and minds of the people of the FEDERATION.
Similiar designations exist for other ship types, such as the UEFC for large capital ships, UEFO for smaller orbital craft and finally, if a ship travels to the outer fringes of the federation, one might encounter a ship carrying the designation FCS, standong for a Free Colonial Starship. Some colonies still seek to strike out and wish to grow separate from the legislation of the Federation, though no major conflict has been seen for over a century.
> Scan the UEFS Shrike for signs of life

"Comms, renew the scans on the Shrike, maybe we can see more now that we're closer." -you instruct your underling. The comms-officer nods and goes to work, his translucent displays flicering with data.
"Nothing, captain. No signs of life detected, though I'm still not sure if the scan is able to penetrate the shielding on the Shrike. I keep getting WEIRD READINGS. Mostly it's just noise, but I think there might be more here. I'll keep trying to isolate the signal fragments to make sure."
> Try to establish contact with the UEFS Shrike by messaging them of our peaceful intentions.

"Open a comm-link with the Shrike. Let's see if anyone picks up."
The comms-officer nods and taps a sequence of commands to his console. A series of bleeps signals the opening of the communication link between the two ships.
"This is the captain of the UEFS Jibril. UEFS Shrike, we have you on our screen and are approaching docking range. Please respond."
Only silence and faint static reply.
"I repeat, this is the UEFS Jibril, Shrike, please respond. If you do not responds, we will attempt to board you in order to provide aid."
Amidst the silence, you make out a faint series of clicks and noises. You glance at the virtual visage of your comms-officer, who shrugs.
"I don't know what that is, captain. Could be nothing, or maybe a faulty or damaged transmitter... I just don't know, captain... 90 seconds to docking."
UEFS is a designation that identifies a spaceship belonging to the United Earth Federation starfleet. While TERRA is no longer inhabited, the name of the one true homeworld lives on in the hearts and minds of the people of the FEDERATION.
Similiar designations exist for other ship types, such as the UEFC for large capital ships, UEFO for smaller orbital craft and finally, if a ship travels to the outer fringes of the federation, one might encounter a ship carrying the designation FCS, standong for a Free Colonial Starship. Some colonies still seek to strike out and wish to grow separate from the legislation of the Federation, though no major conflict has been seen for over a century.
> Scan the UEFS Shrike for signs of life

"Comms, renew the scans on the Shrike, maybe we can see more now that we're closer." -you instruct your underling. The comms-officer nods and goes to work, his translucent displays flicering with data.
"Nothing, captain. No signs of life detected, though I'm still not sure if the scan is able to penetrate the shielding on the Shrike. I keep getting WEIRD READINGS. Mostly it's just noise, but I think there might be more here. I'll keep trying to isolate the signal fragments to make sure."
> Try to establish contact with the UEFS Shrike by messaging them of our peaceful intentions.

"Open a comm-link with the Shrike. Let's see if anyone picks up."
The comms-officer nods and taps a sequence of commands to his console. A series of bleeps signals the opening of the communication link between the two ships.
"This is the captain of the UEFS Jibril. UEFS Shrike, we have you on our screen and are approaching docking range. Please respond."
Only silence and faint static reply.
"I repeat, this is the UEFS Jibril, Shrike, please respond. If you do not responds, we will attempt to board you in order to provide aid."
Amidst the silence, you make out a faint series of clicks and noises. You glance at the virtual visage of your comms-officer, who shrugs.
"I don't know what that is, captain. Could be nothing, or maybe a faulty or damaged transmitter... I just don't know, captain... 90 seconds to docking."