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 Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2025 1:00 pm
(was supposed to be around early July D; ) Entry in to Earth's atmosphere went as smooth as could be expected - it could even be called, perhaps, uneventful. With only a little jostling, Nayda and the supplies made their descent to the programmed coordinates. Initially Nayda had been disappointed to not make the maiden voyage to Earth, and then be passed up a few times there after, but she had buckled down, and got even better at what she did best and finally her work had paid off! The landing was precise, perhaps a reflection of the cadet the small pod carried. Nayda let out a breath she had been holding, although she would never admit to being a bit nervous. She took a brief moment to take stock of her appearance - not a hair or piece of uniform out of place - before the door opened. Oh her heart was beating so fast! Still, she remained calm, like deep water. At least on the surface. Currents of emotions swirled underneath; Nervousness, excitement, anticipation, all contained under a trained and cool exterior. Earth - it would be everything she'd hoped it would be, surely!
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2025 9:01 am
“Nayda,” Lyndin greeted, already standing attentively by the pod. He’d been tracking her coordinates and arrival time, so he’d already been in the area. At first, he kept a safe distance from the landing spot; while uncommon, it would have been unfortunate if some slight miscalculation wound up with him crushed beneath her ship. The landing was always a bit disorienting; he expected it might take her a moment longer to run her checks or compose herself, and in that time he’d crossed the distance between them. Lyndin looked much the same as he always had, perhaps just slightly more tired, but this wasn’t anything concerning. Too often did the Vanguard lose themselves in a project and forgo rest. Lyndin was invested in his work and, close to a breakthrough, of course he wanted to push through. Nayda’s arrival was a pleasant, and necessary break. “How was the trip?” he asked, both to assess her condition–and ensure there was nothing worth being concerned about between here and Velencya.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2025 8:37 am
"Just a few extra calculations to give Earth's new satellite-" The Calamitous Hollow, "-a wide birth. Other than that, a textbook travel," Nayda reported with unruffled countenance. She noted that Lyndin looked a little more worn, but nothing that wasn't expected of such a long away mission that has seen such dire setbacks. That said~ "The supplies requested also made the trip in exquisite shape, along with the little home comforts that could be spared - something to boost the spirits of the homesick. It isn't much, but little thing counts." Nayda could only imagine how much those who had made the maiden trip to Earth missed home, and even less so what they had been through in that time. She worried that there might be a rift there between those who had experienced things here on Earth, versus herself. But perhaps her lack of emotional baggage could help. A fresh set of eyes and mind might find something others were too tired to see! But she tempered any more arrogant thoughts and quickly humbled herself, internally reprimanding herself.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2025 5:32 am
Exhaustion clung to Lyndin like a second skin, but he carried himself proudly. Firstly, because it was in his nature. Secondly, because he was glad she was there. “I’m sure that will be greatly appreciated. Quite a few of us are rather homesick. It will be a very welcome comfort, I’m sure.” But, with formalities out of the way–or close enough–he figured it was time to move into the harder part of these conversations. “I am sure the Council explained to you that there were going to be some peculiarities on this mission. ” Of course they would have, they always did. They wouldn’t send anyone down here that wasn’t prepared to be here for a while. It was an unfortunate reality, and one that Lyndin hoped was going to change in the near future. He wanted to think that they were getting closer, that it was only a matter of time, but– There was no evidence. Only hope. “...I will need to get the uncomfortable information out of the way first. I am sorry to burden you with bad news. I wish I could give you time to relax and enjoy this world. Being on Earth is a big change. We have a safehouse here, and there’s a room ready for you. If you’re hungry, we’ve got fresh food here. I can get you set up so you can rest and relax and go through all of the information. But I want you to have time to ask questions now, too. And, there are a few things I wanted to talk to you about personally. Primarily, the main reason for this mission.” He knew the Council would have given her vague answers, only what she needed to know. That they were on a long-term mission of vital importance with an unpredictable mission end date–the general idea, but no specifics. So, he’d rip off the bandaid. “Velencya’s Core is failing. This isn’t a simple mission. We’re trying to find a way to save it. Or, restore Velenia. Both, ideally. But I’ll take whatever will keep our people safe.”
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2026 2:48 pm
With as long as this mission was taking, Nayda never expected to hear any good news. She took in the information she was given with a cool and calm exterior, nodding along and filing away information. Still, even she couldn't help but let slip a face or two at the news that Valency's Core was failing. It struck home just how dire things really were, and made her own plans for research feel so much lesser in comparison. But that was because well, they were. What good was figuring out new methods for things on their home world if they didn't have a home world? "I understand - I'll do everything within my ability to get up to speed with Earth, and get hard to work on research. We will find a way." Nayda's words, full of confidence and optimism were meant to be reassuring and comforting. Just because this was the Commodore she was talking to didn't mean he didn't need to hear such things - even the strong and brave could use words of encouragement - the moon doesn't shine without the help of the sun, after all. ((Willing to let this lead to a wrap since I've been so slow on it emotion_facepalm ))
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2026 10:12 am
Lyndin nodded, and while the situation was still far from ideal, he was not so numb to their plight that Nayda’s words were not still a balm. He smiled–soft, weary–but earnest. Things weren’t going to get easier any time soon, but her enthusiasm and commitment was more fuel to keep fighting. Velencya was counting on them. It was a heavy burden, but Nayda carried it with ease. He hoped she’d stay this strong. He hoped her presence would bring strength to the others, too. “Thank you, Nayda. I trust in that. I’ve got reports to share with you, I’ll send them over so you can review and catch up. And if I can ever help with anything, please seek me out.” They might have been running out of time, but he’d always make some for the Vanguard.
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