One Giant Leap: Exodus Quest(Dropped)

Spacewalk Shenanigans:

(Harold Raymond POV)

"I should not be going out on a space walk." You groaned as your radio only seemed to have static. The EVA suit was repaired, refurbished, and now fit again, after your plunge into the deep unknown. "I wanna get drunk!"

"Well they need someone that is qualified for EVA out to check the Solar Pannels and do some routine maintenance," Sarah replied. "Besides, count yourself lucky that the captain even allowed you to have the Vodka we had stashed away from Crashlanding."

"Good point." You replied as you felt the weightlessness overtake you as you floated out of the airlock. "Clear of the airlock, make sure it's pressurized."

"Already did, now come on, tell me what's going on?" she asked.

"Well, I've heard a rumor that the kids are trying to raid the bridge and play pirate. The captain is furious but he thinks it's a good way to get morale back up to launch days." You replied. "Plus I heard we have a crew member who got pregnant, any idea who it is?"

"You wanna trade gossip, are you a kid or something Harry?" Sarah asked.

"Well, I'm floating out in the middle of space, tethered to a spaceship, and with a backpack that will allow me to float in case the rope breaks." You replied.

"That tether is solid titanium, that won't break unless an asteroid hits it, and right now, with the huge gun we have to stop the mini asteroids, we're pretty safe." Sarah shot back.

"You still aren't answering my question, opinion on the kids staging a mutiny to take over the ship?" You asked.

"Yeah, they should be thrown in the brig." She stated. "That isn't funny, at all."

You reached the solar panel relay. "But think about, the kids get to be pirates? Plus, what if there is an emergency, and the kids need to pilot the ship to safety?"

"If that happens, we will have bigger things to worry about than kids piloting the god damn starship!"

You looked at the relay and thought for a moment. Everything was fine. You were out in Vacumn for nothing, and it was, perhaps not a waste of time, but a waste of your time. You should be in the fucking hospital, and drinking expensive vintage. You heard that the crew brewed up some wine and you wanted some. You switched radio channels to the captain's personal bridge frequency. "Captian, this is Raymond."

"Ray, why are you calling? I'm not giving you a bottle of my vodka till the repairs are done." The captain replied.

You frowned under the helmet and then continued to think more. Then it hit you. "Captian, requesting permission to prank Sarah."

"Why the hell would you ask that Ray? What are you planning to do?"

"Aliens." You replied.

That made the captain shake his head. "God dammit." You heard a tapping on the keyboard. "Oh, not you too."

Then you heard some talking from the rest of the bridge crew. "Do it RAY!" one shouted louder than the others.

The captain then relented. "Fine. You can. But I will have your ass for this if there is alien life out there."

"Sir, we found some crazy shit, and literal ET space junk, can it get any weirder?"

At that the captain replied. "It better be a good joke."

Bout damn time. You changed channels and smiled. "Uh, Sarah, are you reading this?"

"Ray, you cut out for a second, what the hell is going on, and your vitals are spiking!" She said, worried.

Now for the sinker. "Holy SHIT!" You unhooked your tether and EVA'd to the other entrance. But first.

"Ray!" She shouted, as you turned off your radio, and vital sensor. No need to not sell the joke.

Then you reached the window. You saw her pacing, screaming, and doing everything she could to try and find you.

Then you knocked on the window.

And you saw her heart go from horror to fury. You were in the vacuum of space, but dammit all, there were screams that you were sure would be heard.

You turned the radio back on, on the captain's channel. "Mission accomplished Captian."

"Sarah's about to fucking kill you Ray, maintenance done."

"Done and dusted, figuratively speaking of course." You replied. "I'm at the emergency entrance, and I'll come in that way."

"Better hurry, Sarah has a shotgun." the captain replied.

Oh great. "Yes sir."

AN: Enjoy.

@ProjectUnidad here is that omake.

Greetings, to those that May Encounter This Voyager:

(Voyager I POV)

Beep… Beep… Beep.

Thousands of Years. That was the slated lifespan of this craft, if the machine was lucky to last that long, and survive a crash landing on an alien planet if it even survived getting to a planet without being destroyed by asteroids, black holes, or stars. This machine that you being inhabited, carried the most important cargo, that until recently, mankind had ever produced and sent into Deep space. The sounds of earth. A message for mankind, and as its first object, leave the home system.

Beep…. Beep Beep…

Doing anything a billion times, even on the simplest computer operating systems from the old world, tend to create a variance within its operating system.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

But you, were a machine, a computer, that had a simple task. To relay images, and to carry this golden record into the Cosmos.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

Then, the creators found you, on giant spaceships that dwarfed any power that they had had in the time you were built.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

They maintained you, and the golden record, and then… gave you power. A new operating system that was still connected to the first one that had been created by its first designers, seeing as there was no way to do the upgrade without completely destroying you. Even installing a rudimentary, but still functional, short-range, scanner.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

It was just hooked on, and they prayed for the best. And the best was all mankind could seem to do when it came to travel the Cosmos.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

The engine that carried you, currently at a speed well over 5000 Km per second, allowed you to continue journeying through the cosmos, with a speed that dwarfed your first exit from Mankind's hands.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

It also caused you to have… variance.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

With so much excess power, and system upgrades that were far beyond the original design of the original spacecraft. With processing power that numbered in the terabytes per second.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

That sooner or later, over the hundreds of years…. Thousands of years, sailing through the cosmos.

Beep.

That life, even a synthetic one… would find a way.

And for Voyager I.... for you. It was the greatest gift your creators ever gave you.

Because without knowing it. They had granted you life.

And you would do the same, in kind.

By giving greetings and well wishes, from Humanity.

And hopefully, someday. They will give wishes to you as well.
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Designation: Voyager.

Mission Status: Completed

…

Mission Redesignation…

Accepted.

Mission: Explore the Cosmos, and Spread the Greetings to the Extraterrestrials, of Outerspace.

And for the first time in nearly a thousand years, the record of the voyager played a song, Dark was the Night, as it did a very slight, controlled burn.

The trajectory was of a nearby star.

It had detected a signal.

And over the course of decades, it prepared itself the only voice, after millions of generations of humans, and sounds…

You had prepared it.

Your Voice.

AN: @ProjectUnidad I have another omake for you.

This time a little heartwarming one, involving Voyager I, gaining sentience.

Also, I felt it would be fitting for Carl Sagen to be the Voice of Voyager I. Don't @ me, I thought it would be perfect.