Soon it was deduced that whatever the pirates had used had multiple parts, such as matter manipulation and psychic twisting. The weapon turned all the clothing in the ship into adult sized infantile wear, and the ship itself was childish. To the embarrassment of captain Avery none of the women wore bras, as if they had vanished. Beds had been replaced by cribs and cradles, toilets had been replaced by training potty's and changing stations, and all underwear had become either pull-ups or (more commonly) diapers. And to the dismay of all, this protection was needed.
However, Avery had to admit that it could have been worse. While she and her crew had essentially become oversized infants, at least they knew this reduction was not the norm. Sure they all had infantile traits now, including Avery herself as she sucked her pacifier, but they still had adult intelligences. And just like her, the crew wanted to be big again. Admittedly they wore diapers, but it was better than going nakie. Avery mentally scolded herself, it was naked, not nakie. She was a big girl, a grown up captain.
After her second in command went potty and the panic subsided, Avery considered her options. She knew Skara was cunning, and didn't believe the captain of the Daughters of Eve would use a weapon they couldn't control. She didn't know the pirates had used one of the three hundred, but there was no way to know that considering all the federation of earth knew of the three hundred that brought down the ancients were legends from former ancient slave races and the few examples of the three hundred that were discovered and didn't activate on the archeologists who discovered them.
Thus Avery made a decision, they would call the pirates. At the very least, Skara's gloating would give them a clue as to what was going on. She turned to her communications officer, a tan skinned black haired woman by the name of Cameron, "Cammy, hail the serpents apple. Maybe the pirates know what's going on." The crew knew the captains reasoning, and Cameron turned to her post. She squeaked out a response in a cute lisp, "Yes captain, Cammy call da serpent apple." Then a hiss was heard and she muttered, "Cammy go pee-pee."
What the crew saw disheartened them. The bridge of the pirate ship was filled with baby pirates, all crawling around in diapers that had wetness indicators in the form of some variation of the Jolly Roger (the famous pirate skull and crossed bones). None of the women had there minds, and the only reason the hail was even answered was because the button that shone green when a hail was incoming had been pushed by a curious baby pirate. But Skara had been hit the hardest, as her captain chair had become a high chair, and she wore a cloth diaper indicating a new born.
Skara's long red hair was in pig tails and her mouth around her thumb. Her simple mind soon saw the screen and she started to babble, showing her perfect teeth in an innocent smile. If the baby babble and infantile attire hadn't given away her minds new status, that smile did. Any time Skara smiled it was a cruel smirk or predator's grin. This was the grin of a happy baby. Then the baby pirate who answered the hail pushed the button to end the hail, no doubt enticed by its red glow. Only the fact that the self destruct feature required three high ranking officers to find the hidden keys and insert them with purpose, and the fact that its red glow was menacing, meant Avery wasn't worried about the pirates blowing themselves up.
Instead Avery felt like crying. The pirates were the best lead she had, and they were of no help. Not even the unintentional help they would have provided. But Avery kept reminding herself that she was a big girl, and that crying would only make the situation worse. Her second turned to her and asked, "Wat we do now?"
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do they contact the Renaissance, managing to talk to the few unregressed crew member of that ship, or do they explore the pirate ship for clues?
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