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Distress Call (Merging Threads)

Posted May 17, 2019, 6:39 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kanto (Chief Science Officer (Incoming)) (Curtiss Schofield)

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) in Distress Call (Merging Threads)

Posted by Captain Cassandra Rixan (Commanding Officer) in Distress Call (Merging Threads)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kanto (Chief Science Officer (Incoming)) in Distress Call (Merging Threads)
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Golddigger - prospector class runabout, commissioned 34 years previously
Crew 4
Current Captain and owner: Ferdinand Crane
Remainder of the crew list: Unknown
Ferdinand Crane. Age 49 came into ownership of the Golddigger 8 years previously after buying out the prior owner
Crane possessed a short list of minor felonies .. brawling, public disturbance, bribery of a port official, minor mechanical infractions

The 49’er - prospector class runabout, enhanced, commissioned 22 years previously
Crew 5
Current Captain and owner: Ming Xi and daughter Ai Xi
Remainder of the crew list: Unknown but for an Andorian named Ter Ch’kohlet
Ming Xi. Age 62 came into ownership of the 49’er 12 years previously under uncertain circumstances, presumed gambling
Ming’s past was, while skirting the law’s edges, otherwise clean. Having been cited for gambling, racketeering, theft and claim jumping no charges had stuck

  • Wookiee

It did not take long for the probe to draw near. This was totally inter-system and so distances were in the billions of kilometers rather than light years. Still, it felt long being on the waiting end. Telemetry brought in the situation quickly enough:

The two worlds that had collided were on the level of gas giant size; frozen worlds of ice and stone that, due to gravity, their own tortured orbits and make up, that they were slowly grinding against one another and in the process spitting out chunks of stone and ice of varying sizes. The probe picked up several short range signals noting mining or prospecting claim lines on mostly new larger chunks. Those were, of course, closer in to the two giant worlds making their position much more dangerous to undertake.

The probe mapped out the size and position of the chunks and of the two ships in the midst of it. Two things did come of it:
1. There were an awfully large number of said asteroids/icebergs and the Endeavor could only safely go so far unless it was wanting to light up the night with phaser fire which in turn could generate other smaller chunks.
2. Gravity and momentum was gripping the damaged ships; they were being pulled down to the surface of the worlds.
- Wookiee

Barvan proceeded to analyze the probe’s data. He proceeded to develop preliminary analyses for phaser vectors in case it became necessary. All this was done in silence.

Cadet Barvan, Security

The ship broke orbit and slowly moved on in the direction of the two worlds and the two ships. Telemetry was not looking good for applying a tractor beam from the Endeavor; too much debris in the way and getting worse. As they looked, the two ships narrowly avoided an ice chunk that was twice their combined size. A smaller piece did collide with the two ships, striking the 49’er hard broadside and shattering. It was not hard enough to dislodge the two ships locked together, though it appeared to cause power issues within the ship, including their life support.
- Wookiee

Cadet Kanto saw the power fluctuations immediately, and turned away from the sensor readings. “Captain, I believe we need to mount rescue operations immediately. The ice chunks are causing systemic damage throughout the 49’er and it appears that their life support is fluctuating.”

Cadet Kanto, Science

“I concur with Cadet Kanto. The tractor beam will be an absolute long shot given the debris blocking us accessing the two ships. Perhaps my idea of sending a runabout could be a possible course of action.”

Cadet Barvan, Security

Both reeling from the sudden collision. Aya and Rexar watched only for a moment before turning a quick glance to each other and returning to work. Shock in her eyes and doubt in his.

NC. Ninkasi relayed the telemetry aloud to the bridge as it came through from the probe. She had her grove now and was going to drive it through. Combining the findings of the probe and the natural gravitational orbit observable on viewer. Aya took into account the full capability of the Endeavour to maneuver in this hostile environment.
Understanding that while the vessel could manage the strain of tight vectors and differentiating velocities. She was less certain about the beating it could take if it had to. Plotting the few best courses she could, NC. Ninkasi programmed the trajectories of entry with a elegant presicion. Her fingers striding across the console as though she were playing a grand overture and finalized the input in a forceful gesture, excited by her creation. She then pause a brief moment taking in a short breath and turned to face the Andorian officer.

“I can get us in there. I can get us closer. But I can’t say how long we can be there for, or for that matter how close. There’s too many contacts and it’d be a rough ride even trying. Next window is in 1 minute, 5 seconds Sir.”

Rexar glared a second longer after she spoke, contemplating what was a stake. Risking this entire ship and its crew of 142 for the lives of those aboard the mining ships seemed to be an attempt in futility. Their ability to effect a rescue was limited to a level of danger that offered little to the point of success and harboured grave consequence for such a margin that allowed for no errors. With all this facing him and no time to consider it, the troubled engineer threw himself away from Aya’s position and turned to the crew around him.

“Be ready to make a move helmsman, we’re going in. Sciences I want continual sensor sweeps at close range to assist in maneuvering via probe telemetry. Mr.Barvan report on your shuttle crew. Have the medical team been sent? I need confirmation. Prepare the deflector modifications for activation and bring the shield alterations online. We’re going to need everyone in this if we’re to scrape by so here’s what we need to do to make this work.”

Kanto uttered a quick, “Aye, sir,” as he turned immediately to the sensor station and started moving his fingers across the console as quickly as he dared. With his experience, this is where he felt the most confident. Given an objective, he pored over the readouts as quickly as they appeared on his screen. As soon as he noticed any immediate changes, instead of reporting them he would send the data directly to the helmsman to ease the travel through the debris field.

Returning to the arch he ran to meet NC. Gral. The hustling andorian pointed out a few discrepancies as he stopped to further explain his strategy while engaging the viewer with a display of the flight plan.

“We’re going to enter on the edge of rotation where the debris will be easiest to manipulate. A direct path would be unfavorable to our approach so we’ll begin several million kilometers ahead of the crash to use the orbit of the asteroid field to our advantage. Using the deflector we’ll then to clear a path to attempt a rescue with the Endeavour should our shuttle fail to effect the retrieval.”

Gesturing to the display, Rexar pointed to sectors of the debris field where several larger asteroids were in close proximity of each other between the Endeavour’s entry and the area of rescue.

“We can use this region to our advantage for a short time between our shuttle departure time and the extraction of the crew of the prospecting crafts. A three minute opening will exist were we can effectively reduce the likelihood of major impacts but that will vary on the chaotic environment of the asteroid belt. Questions or comments are welcome but we need to act swiftly in order to bring these people out safety.”

Rexar looked at the group, his eyes drawn low beneath a dour gaze consuming his face. He wasn’t satisfied with the solution that laid before them and the risk involved. He was uncertain of the outcome and this was reflected in his appearance by way of his overbearing posturing and the gravel in his voice.

LT.JG Rexar Omtala (CE)

Barvan listened patiently to all those involved. He attempted to sense the feelings of all in the room to attempt to measure the passions and thoughts of the people in the room to know what he could say next.

(OOC: Please tell me how your character feels in the next posts)

Cadet Barvan, Security

Alizabeth came onto the bridge just then, “Looks like the day just got a bit more interesting,” she mused. Moving to her seat, the XO glanced around at the others and at the chaos on the viewscreen. The XO glanced at the CO, “Rescue mission or merely scientific?” She could see the ships and the dillema as well as the telemetry on her own console. She was just trying to get up to speed on what had been decided.

Cmdr Liz Moroveston
XO

Continuing to listen to everything going on, whilst keeping his eyes on the sensor logs, Kanto felt an air of confidence. This was where he could prove himself not only to Starfleet, but to his father as well…

-Cadet Kanto, Science

The Discovery broke orbit and moved toward the outer ice worlds. They were easily able to make a vector that allowed them to approach without fear of the ‘bergs. They were emitted as a kind of ‘belt’ that interacted with Craxus II only when that world’s orbit brought it into the path of the belt. The distress calls had moved from voice to automated. By the time the ship approached the icefields, they were forced to slow to easily one tenth impulse to negotiate the twists through it to approach the stricken vessels.
- Wookiee

“Initiating scan of our approach vector,” Cadet Kanto announced as he deftly moved his fingers across the console…

-Cadet Kanto, Science

The scan would show precisely what they would consider from science - that the closer they came to the two planetary bodies the closer the icefield would become. From that point it expanded in space into a broad belt that slowly spiraled in with gravity toward the sun. Plotting the approach was at first not difficult, though became increasingly challenging. In the view screen the three dimensional field of the moving, slowly twisting, occasionally colliding objects became more complex.

They were faced with a choice .. Kanto found an open avenue that would close the distance considerably, but at the same time, computer simulations suggested it could trap them within should things shift again with the icefield. It was a gamble.
- Wookiee

“Captain, I have found something that you should see,” Kanto called out, then waited for the captain to approach before continuing.

Kanto pointed at the simulation he had run on the viewscreen. “It is a risk, Captain, but I believe that we can move in to begin the rescue. We could be trapped, but we may need to weigh the reward of saving those people with the risk to the ship.”

-Lt. Jg. Kanto, Science

“What’s the approximate risk that we get trapped or do we not know this?” Cassandra asked, knowing it was now time to play the mathematical game of determining whether the risk was worth it, given the number of souls on board the ship that were under her authority as Captain.

~Cassandra Rixan~

Risk analysis would indicate that being trapped was a 82% probability at some time should they go ahead with that.
However it also stated that there was only a 21% chance that the ‘stuck’ would last, and another avenue of escape would come up.
That being said, should they become trapped, during that time there was a 63% chance that there could arise an issue with icebergs closing in.
- Wookiee

Kanto relayed the mathematical risk with a serenity that would almost make you think that he was the computer relaying the information. “I will continue running simulations as an aside until I can come up with something safer, but the people on that ship need us.” He said all of this while remaining utterly Vulcan in his posture, but the captain could almost hear the very real concern underlying his stoic demeanor.

Lt. jg. Kanto, CSO


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