Cutting through the Asteroid field

The Winterlynx rocks and sways, its spastic but intentional movements acrobatically maneuvering past asteroid chunks and random debris knocked off the Avalon. With tens of harrowing encounters and scrapes against the hard exterior shell of the vessel from the obstacles, The Winterlynx manages to boost its way past the cluster towards a break, an opening where the ship is able to take a moment of cool.

The large colony ship in view of the bridge windows, the bridge crew take a moment to step forward and observe the exterior, as well as to inspect further through the scans of the hull from their monitors.

"Amazing piloting, Eve." Ashley says as she taps Evelyn on the shoulder. Evelyn nods and catches her breath, calming herself down as she laid back on the cushion. "Thanks, cap. Now this is your show."

Ashley steps forward to the window with a respectful nod. Her eyes gaze upon the massive superstructure of the colony ship, of which half of its original supposed structure was completely missing, thousands, if not millions of floating debris spewing out from a massive gaping breach in the rear of the remaining pieces. It sported a massive ring, one of four that was supposed to be part of the ship's design, structural rings to support its own gravity.

"Odd..." Kristen, the comms officer sitting at the station says as she fiddles with her medium side swept black hair. "Those rings are still operational.."

"Amanda!" Ashley blasts into the monitor as she pulls the engineer up on comms to speak. "What could that mean?"

Amanda looks down as she runs some numbers. "Well, for starters, an active ring would mean that artificial gravity is still online. Large vessels like the Avalon are not like ours, whereas we just require a small gravity generator, they utilize rings in space. The older generations do, at least. This means that power should still be drawing from somewhere, but here’s the catch."

Amanda’s eyes squint as she looks confused. “The power structures for this model of starship should have been detached with the rear section. What we are looking at here, well it should have been completely offline as the backup generators wouldn’t last this long.”

“If there’s power,” Ashley thinks and speaks. “Then there must be areas still operational, or at least people onboard to maintain the structure. Still, the lack of distress signals from this vessel is suspicious to say the least.”

Kristen taps on her panel a few times, and speaks. “Starship Avalon. I repeat, Starship Avalon. This is the rescue vessel Winterlynx.” She pauses for a few seconds and receives no response. “Starship Avalon. If anyone is alive and able to answer, please respond.”

“I’m afraid we can’t get through to anyone, captain.” Kristen swivels her chair to the captain to speak with a frown.

“Keep the line open.” Ashley replies affirmatively as she walks over to analyze the situation at the map. “Marylyn, take the rescue team down and see what you can find.”

Marylyn nods as she heads for the door. At the armory, Marylyn draws a few weapons for her team, including automatic rifles, shotguns, knives and several tools meant for cutting and support, as well the medics took their medical equipment along.

“Take us down and connected.” Ashley affirms as Evelyn nods and drives the vessel towards the entry port of the colossal vessel.