- FADE IN:
- INT. THE HELENE: CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - MORNING
- CAPTAIN LYDIA HEMMINGS rolls out of bed and looks around the small room.
- It is a spartan room, with just a few traces of personality.
- A messy desk, a small lily suspended in a stasis case, and a few warm lamps to counter the industrial lights that hum overhead.
- Her uniform, deep blue with carefully polished buttons hangs on the wall next to a flight suit and helmet worn with the scars of war.
- She stands and carefully makes the bed, tucking in each sheet just so, folding and creasing.
- TI'AN
- Captain, we're here.
- She fluffs her pillow, pats it into place, then turns and looks at the uniform, then the flightsuit, then the uniform again.
- EXT. ERONA - MORNING
- THE HELENE floats above moon Erona, a cloud-covered sphere in the shadow of HELIA, a massive gas planet.
- A space elevator extends from the moon's clouds and down into the depths of Helia's gassy surface.
- The ship, a Mongoose class warship, is tiny speck against the two worlds.
- The ship has the sleek angles and curves of a craft designed for stealth, the stern of the ship terminating in an array of metal blades that can fold into the ship; the hull of the ship is lined with openings for the heavy gun arrays.
- With a crew of 100 people, it is small enough for quiet missions into enemy territory and powerful enough to fend for itself, if necessary.
- INT. THE HELENE: CAPTAIN'S DECK - MORNING
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS, dressed in her flight suit, her helmet under her arm, steps onto deck and the crew stiffen.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- At ease.
- She peers out of the large windows at the moon below.
- The deck is filled with stations at which crew carefully contemplate buzzing screens.
- A large strategy table sits behind the main captain's chair.
- TI'AN, the first mate steps into the room.
- He is a tall, bald man with blue circuitry glowing just under his skin on the right side of his face.
- The Captain turns at his entrance and sees his face drop as he sees the flight suit.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- Disappointed?
- TI'AN
- Every year I hope.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- So do I.
- TI'AN
- It's been seven years, Captain. We come back every year and nothing.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- Get my Ray prepped.
- TI'AN
- Yes, sir. Just a reminder, the Imperials are close.
- EXT. THE HELENE - MORNING
- A bay door slides open on the side of the craft and a small Ray ship launches towards the moon's surface.
- INT. CAPTAIN'S RAY - MORNING
- Captain Hemmings pilots the ship towards the moon.
- The cockpit of the ship is small, her helmet and environment suit giving her the appearance of an armored warrior as she skillfully navigates the craft.
- EXT. SURFACE OF ERONA - MORNING
- The sun's rays barely penetrate the thick cloud cover that envelops the moon.
- Abandoned towers rise out of the mist, hints of a city lost to the clouds.
- A fiery spot appears in the clouds as the Ray plummets through the atmosphere.
- Hemmings' ship plunges through the mists and slows as she descends.
- The surface is primarily ocean, the abandoned city built on both an island and the water around it.
- The ship breaks through the mist and a massive metropolis appears below the ship.
- Hemmings turns on the flood lights, illuminating the streets below as rain pounds on the canopy.
- The ship begins searching the city, beacons blinking.
- It is a city lost, with no soul, the empty streets and crumbling buildings shadows of a former beauty.
- The Ray scours block after block.
- INT. THE HELENE: CAPTAIN'S DECK - DAY
- Ti'an leans over his view screen, monitoring the ship.
- A CREWMEMBER walks over to him and whispers in his ear.
- He nods and touches his tiny earpiece, speaking softly.
- TI'AN
- Captain, it's been four hours. It's time. There are Imperial scouts at the edges of the quadrant. We have to be careful. We're too far from the Federation to expect any help.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- Why do you feel the need to repeat this conversation every year?
- TI'AN
- Respectfully, sir, nothing changes.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- Are you implying I won't find him?
- TI'AN
- It's been seven years, if your husband was alive, he would have made contact.
- There is silence.
- The comm crackles again, Hemmings voice suddenly tired.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- Prep the deck.
- EXT. ERONA - MORNING
- The Ray turns away from the city, its floodlights shutting off and folding into the wings.
- With a roar, it races upwards, disappearing into the clouds, leaving the empty, rain-swept streets below.
- INT. THE HELENE: CAPTAIN'S DECK - DAY
- Captain Hemmings steps onto the deck, dignified in her uniform; her hair still damp.
- The crew freeze.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- At ease.
- They resume their work.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- XO, plot a course for the Rose Nebula, I hear Captain Egwake's been having some trouble with raiders.
- TI'AN
- At once, sir.
- He turns to the NAVIGATOR.
- TI'AN
- Plot a course for the Rose.
- NAVIGATOR
- Plotting a course to the Rose Nebula, sir.
- Captain Hemmings stares out the window at Erona as The Helene picks up speed, gaining distance on the shrouded moon.
- Ti'an walks up beside her.
- TI'AN
- Next year.
- CAPTAIN HEMMINGS
- Same time, same place.
- FADE TO BLACK.
Friday, October 17, 2008
291. The Captain's Mate - Leslie
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