Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160208023602/@comment-5543592-20160218211047

The ship roared as Gunny powered it up, and the holotable came to life, a shape coallessing above it.

The shape that formed was a featureles face, formed of hard lines and angles, just enough so that it gave the impression that it is what was speaking.

"Commander Brody and members of Broadsword Squad." The speaker seemed to be a middle-aged male, with gruff, deep voice. It was obvious that the holograph was simply a mask of sorts, made to give the conversation a sense of intimacy, while the speaker was obviously off some where.

"The council has selected a lead it would like you to follow."

A second holograph appeared above the table, but below the talking head. It was of a space station, small, no where near the size of Mir. It looked unfinished.

"This is Tiangong, a space station in construction by the Chinese government.  A vast amount of Epsilonian Recon Crafts were spotted in it's vincinity."

A hologram of a Recon Craft replaced that of Tiangong.

"Recently, contact was lost with the team building it.  It would behoove you to learn the status of the construction team and the purpose of the Aliens' visit.  Travel time will be eight hours.

How you proceed is up to you. We trust you will handle this matter with discretion.

Good luck."

With that, the hologram table and the blue pictures above it winked out, gone as fast as it had appeared.