Posted by Cadet Rexar Omtala (Engineer) in Cargo Bay - Main Sim

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) in Cargo Bay - Main Sim

Posted by Cadet Rexar Omtala (Engineer) in Cargo Bay - Main Sim
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻

SNIP

Bobbi took the offered hand , her shorter fingers swallowed up by Rexar’s. “Pleased to meet you.” She glanced about behind her. “Oddities. Well apart from the murder here from a multi-dimensional creature that wanted to eat us all up, not much.” She flashed him a smile. “The cargo is very diverse and then some. Anything that we’d easily replicate and not think twice about is there and then some. The only real oddity besides an old ‘roll top desk’ and an ‘Elvis’ wall clock is, officially, a series of 13 sealed cases that have classified contents and for the SeaHawk’s captain and Science chief to access.” She raised a brow inquiringly, “Anything you’re looking for specifically, sir?”
- Bobbi

“Yes I believe that would qualify Chief. Those types of anomalous occurrences does lend probable cause to investigation.”

Rexar carefully swept the room from where he stood, gazing under his narrowed brow at the containers before him with an endearing consternation. Taking a few short steps passed the CPO he eyed closely the shipment’s cargo at every angle, every crate and barrel. Of course here wasn’t the place to see everything on the manifest but that wasn’t Rexars’ intention. As he observed the confines of the space around him, his receptors folded and waved about the bay in at a slow, rhythmic pace. He silenced his thoughts, gathered his breath and relaxed his body. Sensing vibrations by pattern and intensity has occasionally granted Rexar an insight in a given situation on perspective. He was able to tune gravitic calipers to frequency by listening patiently to residual sounds emanating from the interactions between the calipers and the conduit’s energy feed. It took time and focus and often it yielded little, but right now it felt right to try. Passing through the open section of the chamber he took further steps from Chief Bobbi until he’d wandered a few meters away. While facing the containers, he spoke mildly.

There was nothing particularly ‘turned on’ here so most things seemed pretty dull. He could see a section where there were large crates that were little more than a metal framework with a metallic sphere inside. That looked to be the largest of the items. Others that looked to be ship part replacements were not packaged but simply out and ready for installation. Rexar did get a strange ‘reading’ as though of a great deal of white noise from the area of the sealed crates. It was an energy but a strange energy, or energies, which were just a ball of noise around the packages.

“Regarding these circumstances, the particularities of this equipment and the nature of this attack. Were there any tests, decontaminations or investigative processes performed here that revealed anything? Perhaps even contributing to contamination themselves?”

“Security was around a lot. There was some talk about verteron radiation but they had all of us out of there while they did their checks. Only let us in when it was clear again.” Bobbi knew tests were done. What she didn’t know. “He was found by the classified containers but I don’t think anyone found out if there was a connection.”

He came to a halt, listened quietly and waited calmly.

Cdt. Rexar Omtala (Engineer)

A moment later, a reply came to Thomas’ comm badge. =/\= Take the devices that have been provided and join the away team and do some examinations and prepare a full briefing for me upon your return. Judas out. =/\=

-Lt. Marlene Judas, CMO

Bobbi

Ang wandered between the crates to be sure they were all accounted for according to the main manifest on the padd she held in her hand. So far everything here was as it should be. Crates and equipment all marked and sealed. “All right folks… let’s get started. Rex, I want you to stay here and come down with the last load. I’m going down with the first.” She nodded to him making sure he heard her.

Tapping her comm, she let the bridge and the Transporter Chief hear her. =^=This is Chief Engineer, To’kar… we are ready to begin beam down on your commands…=^= She went and stood by the first cluster to go down. “Keep alert folks. This isn’t a friendly planet to most things. If you feel at ALL like you are being affected, or see someone who is… report it! No exceptions! No heroes!” She stood by and waited for the familiar tingle that meant she was being dematerialized.

Ang
CE
((crossing to bridge, also waiting for thread break to planet… figured first group was transported cause of lack of landing for shuttle… please feel free to correct if I’m wrong))

Subsonic vibrations showered Rexar in a haze of vivid waves. Washing through him at regular intervals his eyes filled with a radiant depth, widening drastically as his heart built up momentum. A slow drawn breath crept into his chest as he focused subconsciously on the beating of his heart, meditative practices coming through to the surface. While focusing on the essence of the energies allowing them to surge along his now floor parallel receptors, he searched the memories of his sensations to know if what he felt now he had felt before.

Intriguing. Such an intoxicating effect. I fear its presence yet I must know its purpose. I must be cautious.

This was new. It was like a pudding of different energies that were a cocktail that just when he thought there might be something identifiable as a taste of some spice it was gone. But, a chilling thing was that, even thought it was energy, there seemed to be a hint of intelligence there.

Further reaching out for the rippling bandwidths would have to wait until he’d finished his job. He had a task and people counting on him get it done and done right. The researchers on Craxus, the Lieutenant, the Endeavor itself relied on every crewmember completing their mission. These thoughts helped him gather his concentration and remain on the matter at hand. He then forced a short, rough sigh while he pushed the ridges of his coarse fingers into his eyes and stood back to lean on his right leg.

“Aye Lieutenant.” He called out in response.

Looking up at the cargo bay, Rexar twisted his head. His voice deep and ridged.

“Thank you Chief, your assistance is appreciated. Be sure that if you require my assistance I’ll will be available in due time.”

He quickly spun on his heels to face the manifest listings, copied the databases to a single P.A.D.D. and marched towards the equipment storage as per the glossary.

Cdt Rexar Omtala (Engineer)

The manifest was substantial and would take a transference of them from the bay to the shuttle via transporter and then to the surface. However, even before that, the ‘dock’ must be repaired that they would land on to do the delivery.
- Wookiee

Fully aware of the urgency necessary for this task, Rexar immediately reviewed the prioritization lists and recategorized items to efficiently expedite the inspection process. He took a few moments to do so. Dropping the kit to the floor it slid a few meters and stopped just short of the first container. He had nearly ran across the cargo bay in his excitement and was eager to begin his work. Searching each container, removing every item, scanning every component and logging all the data would be effective albeit time consuming, and as such was not a commodity in great supply. So he decided otherwise. Tools, equipment and replacement parts were of obvious precedence and would be scanned first. Everything else would be restructured by its characteristics necessitated not generally by its need on the surface below, but by its structures, design, complexity and type. Electrical, mechanical, fabric or food item, it was important to understand that each and every individual object would read under a scan differently. This was well known to most everyone of course but what was often lost on many was the time factor of these procedures and careful planning and maintain the quality of the work while saving valuable minutes. Even a few seconds would do right now.

After opening the first crate and completing his physical examination, Rexar dove into the inspection kit and removed the tricorder set in the case. He programmed it to single out all of the containers contents then identify each item list in the manifest. The software would continue onto all of the components of a given piece of equipment, observing their condition, quality of construction and certification numbers. The final part of the algorithm would be a little more involved but was certain to get it done right and ahead of schedule. Tying into to a database subroutine, Rexar built the search pattern to correlate known replication standards of the individual units of every single thing here. Cross referencing this information with what was just scanned to then conclude whether the item was acceptable or required alterations. Adjusting for variables such as rare and exotic materials, unique equipment and the containers themselves he took a slow step back, a quiet breath in and peered up to the ceiling.

All or nothing

“Computer, use internal sensors to scan and download the program active on my tricorder listed, Rexar-Kappa-5. Expand to extrapolate for planetary conditions of Craxus 2 and commence audit.”

He then followed along to open the vessels, make physical observations, perform tertiary confirmation sweeps with the tricorder and recheck the database for logged entries of any failures to personally inspect them himself. All the while, in this moment where he had found himself in the place he’s always wanted to be, live and work. Rexar found his thoughts adrift a time or two on what he understood as impossible.

Something alive in there. It can’t be!

Cdt. Rexar Omtala (Engineer)

((still no answer to ‘are we beaming down to fix the dock’ since there is no dock to land a shuttle on?))