Trade Wars (The RIM Confederacy Book Book 9) by Rudnick Jim

Author:Rudnick, Jim [Rudnick, Jim]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: RUDNICK PRESS
Published: 2016-06-10T04:00:00+00:00

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“And I’m telling you that function surpasses form every time,” Professor Ned Beedles said as he sat on the number three walkway inside the alien wreck. The xeno team had been here all of three days, and each day had meant they spent more than twelve hours inside the vessel. Looking around. Studying. Researching. Taking notes and videos. Walking all over the huge vaulted interior of the ship yet not going into any of the other spaces.

“Rules are meant to be followed. You make one mistake, and I’ll send you back to Neres with your tail between your legs,” Professor Reynolds, their xeno team leader, cautioned before he even told them about the mission.

Before the cruiser the Whitney had even left Neres, they’d been on the tarmac awaiting their departure confirmations, and he spoke to the ten members of the xeno team quietly in a sealed room.

“We will be on Ghayth in less than a few seconds. Don’t ask why or how. This ship—like all the Barony Navy ships—has had upgrades to our drives. Neres to Ghayth in less than ten seconds is about the time it takes. But that’s not what you’re here for,” he said, as the team looked at each other in wonderment.

Less than ten seconds, he heard muttered by a few, but he ignored those mutterings.

“When we get to Ghayth, there is an alien shipwreck that we—this team—is now in charge of. As the xeno team of record, it’s up to us to make all the necessary and needed investigations into the aliens’ culture, language, artifacts, technology, medical, and society values,” he said and that got them all silent for a moment.

But one spoke up.

“Professor—do we at least have a time zline on this crashed vehicle? How long since she went in?” Professor Miller Vincent, the xeno team member in charge of culture and law asked.

That got a nod from Reynolds who said, “Yeah … about twenty thousand years ago, it seems …”

Everyone stopped and stared at him.

Twenty thousand years was a long time to be able to sift through for clues to the aliens themselves, and the conversation in the next few minutes was broken by the notice that they were leaving Neres—and seconds later that they were now in low orbit around Ghayth.

That shut them all up, and a few heads shook, but those twenty thousand years were the major conversation piece.

The first day had been spent looking at maps of the interior and what had been mapped. With over two thousand feet of ship to work with, drones had flown every square foot of the enormous vaulted interior.

“They could fly,” Professor Ellen Irving, the one in charge of customs and society said.

“No other way that as yet has been mapped to allow anyone to get up there to those next rows of doorways. No stairs found by the drones either,” she said.

If a race of aliens could fly, what would the interior of their ship look like? Maybe like this one was the premise, and working with that, the mapping and reckoning went on.

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