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The nine members boarded one of the three rooms inside The Skeld not included in the main floor blueprint, while slightly smaller they were just as important. The other rooms were used to keep the ship alive, and the upper rooms were used to keep the crew alive, which was arguably just as important.
Immediately entering the ship would present the “safety room” , a room the crew would sit in for take off, landing, and “space turbulence”, It was equipped with seats and straps. To the right of this room is the bunks, for sleeping of course, and again to the right is a slightly larger room for the kitchen. At least they call it a kitchen, it’s really just a room to keep the food away from the toxic air that may exist in the ship. Baggies of food are kept in containers, to be pulled inside of suits and eaten from within said suits.
A ladder leads down into cafeteria, and the part of the ship the crew was in for more than 18 hours a day.
Or however long, days didn’t matter on these missions.
-Speaking of missions... part one is now complete, huh?- Pink thought as the ship took off with a rumble. He shifted to be more comfortable in the suit, slithering in his seat.
It seemed that the others were restless as well, Yellow was kicking his legs, and Green was tugging at her suit. Blue looked nervous, and to be honest so did Pink. He was frayed. It was his first time on one of these ships, according to the information about the ship it was a mostly new crew but had an experienced captain and first mate, which was a bad thing.
Pink was an imposter, tasked with slowing down the human race as much as possible in order to help his own. He shifted the wires in his suit around more, trying to perfect the shape of the others’ suits.
Imposters were bacteria filled wires, each strand of bacteria acting as a hive mind to take over wires and connect with them electrically to form a body. There were human scientists who were able to explain the science of the imposter bacteria, but most imposters didn’t care to learn. Pink was one of those. Something something currents something something charge something something and he’s able to exist. Simple as that.
There was a big CER-CLUNK! as the ship made it out of atmosphere and into space. Everyone floated briefly in their seats before the generators kicked in and they returned to normal gravity. There was a flurry of movement in safe room as multiple colored suits got ready for the trip ahead, and began to make their way to the main floor for task assignments.
There was an awkward silence as the crew gathered around the meeting table. Everyone looked at each other, although it was hard to tell what they were thinking, as the visors on the suits were opaque to protect human’s eyes from bright lasers.
White made a little cough which was muffled slightly by the suit, and said “Well?”
“Well what?” Came from the orange suit across from White.
“Sir most of us are new, we thought you gave us task assignments?” Asked Blue, and Pink had to agree, he thought was told it was the normal procedure on a human space craft. What if they had already found out? An experienced captain must have already found them out.
Pink glanced over at Red, the other imposter, but Red seemed cool and collected. How did he do that?
“Oh uh, I’m not the captain?” White replied, looking around the table. “Who is?”
It was dead silent in the cafeteria.
“Do we at least have a first mate?” Asked Yellow hopefully. “If we had a first mate they would’ve noticed the captain missing Yellow.” Orange responded sarcastically.
“Does anyone know where we’re going at least?” Stammered Yellow, and White held up a packet of papers in response.
“I made this trip two weeks ago with the same captain and first mate that were supposed to be here. They own multiple suits so I thought they had just changed out for different ones. I brought the instructions I received last time with me in case.”
“Good thing” murmured Black, breathing a sigh of relief. They at least had something to go off of. There was no point in turning the ship around if they thought they could pull it off together. Good.
They don’t know we’re among them.