Gesitis System
Hyperion Sector, Stoinian Star Kingdom
HMS Little Rascal was on standard survey mission in the northern region of the Stoinian Star Kingdom. The newly claimed star systems still needed to be more intensifly surveyed. Although the Little Rascal, under command of Captain Ovidiu Popa, had served well during the Mardakii campaign for such a small Falcon-class, he and his crew weren't quite accustomed with these survey missions. He was a short man from Muntenia, though that fact could easily be heard by a thick Muntenian accent. He also lacked any sort of interstellar curiosity, which the other officers from the Exploratory Fleets had an abundance of.

"Jeff, anything out there?" Captain Popa said out of boredom while standing behind the man.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, Sir. So how you holding up?"

"Hell, I think I might just shoot myself in the head. This is quite the death penalty for me, Jeff. There's barely any action, except for the sparring rooms. I always was a man of action you know. Back on Muntenia, when I was just a little troublemaker, my grandmother always used to ..."

A beep could be heard from Jeff's console. Attracting both men.

"What is it, Lieutenant?"

"I'm picking something up." He paused for a few moments, recheking the readings "Sir, it's an energy surge unlike anything we have ever seen. The databanks don't show any match of any kind."

A different beep started.

"Detecting a power signature ... Bearings, one-six-three bearing seven-two-niner."

"Helm lay in a course for bearings, one-six-three bearing seven-two-niner. Punch it."

Helm plotted the course and immediatly punched the impulse drive. HMS Little Rascal was rapidly making course for the unkown signature.

"Well, Ovi. I think your grandmother would still call you a troublemaker after she hears about this." Jeff said with a smug tone.

He gave a small punch to Jeff's shoulder and smiled. "Oh I just hope I won't get beaten for this." He then took a seat on his Command chair. It was now a potential First Contact situation and the Cole Porotocol had to be followed.

"Com, go to yellow alert. Let's see what just came in our backyard."