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Main Sim - Arrival

Posted May 14, 2020, 8:20 p.m. by Commander Maxwell Harkness (Executive Officer) (Steve Johnson)

Posted by Lieutenant Keval Vras (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim - Arrival

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Arrival

Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Arrival
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The Andorian Chief Engineer’s voice came over the comms. =^= Thank you, Challenger. We’ll see what we can do to boost power to communications. It’s pretty desolate down here, so any work is bound to be a source of excitement for all of us. Vras out =^=

-Lt. Keval Vras, CE

Emmy’s brows furrowed as she listened to Vras’ reply. Was he expecting there to be excitement? Was he disappointed that there was not excitement? It was ideal for the Challenger and for the miners if this mission was as routine as possible, which was the opposite of exciting… She shook her head slightly to shake out the confused feeling and then redirected her attention to the task at hand.

Davis, CO

Garth nodded to McMorran as Vras’ communication came through, a wordless gesture of approval.

“Captain,” Garth stated, “getting the shuttlecraft back to the Challenger will be much more difficult than sending it to the surface. I know we have a team modifying a shuttlecraft in the hangar, but I’d like for McMorran and I to run calculations about the projected status of the storm for when the away team is planning to return. We might be able to find a path of least resistance to make breaking atmosphere as dangerless as possible. Do you have a time frame in mind for when they would most likely return, so we can focus our projections to that interval?”

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

Emmy turned to the CSO, focusing her attention on him as he spoke. She contemplated his words for a moment before speaking deliberately. “Project the course of the storm over the next 12 hours, identifying any particular time periods where their return to the Challenger would be particularly dangerous or particularly ideal.” They did not yet have enough information to know when the team would be returning to the ship, but at least this way, they would have an idea of when they needed to complete their investigation to make it safely back to the ship.

Davis, CO

Sidling to Garth’s side, Aili stood taut as she addressed her department head softly. “Perhaps we could launch a probe to inspect the storm in a level of detail the interference prevents our ship-based EM scans from achieving.” She believed, from her understanding of her bookwork, that a ship like this would be fairly liberal in its dispatchment of probes, it having plenty to spare and ready to be lost in all manner of anomalies. Nevertheless, she was far from sure how all she had been learning these past years would really work in practice, hence her reserved, inquisitive tone.

Cadet McMorran - Science

“Sounds like a reasonable request to me,” Garth stated as he squinted at the console before him, deciphering the data McMorran had already gathered about the storm. Then his pupils flashed to the corners of his eyes, giving McMorran a sidelong look that might even have a hint of amusement. “Why don’t you ask the captain for permission?”

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

Detecting his tone, Aili nodded akwardly, almost with her whole body in a faux bow. Taking a few steps towards the fore of the bridge and arriving behind an overlooking console, the cadet spoke up as she made eye contact with the captain. “Permission to launch a probe to collect further readings on the storm, Captain.” She knew she was wooden and that she could afford to become somewhat more personable. For now, however, she felt most comfortable maintaining her bland, professional persona while performing her duties.

Cadet McMorran - Science

With her attention already having been focused on Garth, Emmy watched the brief dialogue between the cadet and her superior, her eyes showing just the slightest wrinkle at the corner in amusement. She couldn’t overhear what the two were precisely saying, but the body language was enough. She was unsurprised when the cadet turned her attention to her and she held the eye contact steadily as she listened to McMorran’s idea. “Permission granted,” she responded, simply and with a curt nod. She briefly made eye contact with Garth, the sides of her lips tipping up slightly, before she returned to her chair in the center of the bridge.

Davis, CO

The probe launched into the storm would proved a plethora of information regarding the conditions of the moon. The best analogy was that of Venus or Jupiter: constantly moving storms of magnetic and dust particles resulting an constant shifts in the moon’s magnetic poles. It didn’t affect the moon much, as it was still inside the magnetic field of the plant it orbited, but the storms locally lead to interesting impacts on the climate and more importantly equipment. If scientific equipment was not properly shielded then it could be fried or worse. The intense magnetism let to signal distortion and it appeared from schematics that the way the mining company had over come this problem is by attacking a massive power supply to it, essentially only sending essential communications twice a day when the storm ebbed enough that they could punch through the magnetic field.

GM Wombat

Just then, a communication did come through from the mining station.

=^= Vras to Challenger. We have restored power and activated the station’s communication system. You should be hearing us properly now. We can report, well, that there are no updates from the other teams yet. =^=

-Lt. Keval Vras, CE

=^= Harkness to the bridge. Any update from the away team Captain? =^=

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