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Main Sim: Astrometrics Lab

Posted Oct. 21, 2020, 6:01 a.m. by Captain Capybara (Game master Trainee) (Katy Darrah)

Posted by Ensign Matthew Riley (Science Officer) in Main Sim: Astrometrics Lab

Posted by Captain Capybara (Game master Trainee) in Main Sim: Astrometrics Lab

Posted by Ensign Matthew Riley (Science Officer) in Main Sim: Astrometrics Lab
‘Lieutenant Fayth has put me -‘ no, shifts focus to her. Just say ‘I am.’ Riley entered the turbolift, chewing his lower lip. Which would work better…

=^= Astrometrics Lab 1, =^= he requested, eyes focused on the section of wall panel before him, but not truly seeing it. The trip was short from his quarters on deck 11 to the lab on deck 13, and sooner than expected the doors slid open. He sighed, slid a hand through his hair, and exited. He paused, looking both ways down the corridor, before looking at the PADD, then walking to the left.

Double doors, he thought as he approached. This was the primary astrosciences lab aboard the Ark Angel, and was likely to be the largest lab he’d ever been in. Stop delaying. Get in, get it done. He squeezed the medallion in his pocket once, then gripped the PADD with both hands and entered.

“Good morning everyone,” he greeted as he briskly crossed the lab, just barely stopping himself from gawking at the size of the room and instrumentation scattered about. A few people looked up from their stations as he stopped at the primary display table in the center of the room, currently off. He was glad the Challenger had been upgraded to one of these so he got some experience running it.

His blue eyes swept the curious faces around the room, and he smiled. He could never be a captain, but he could handle a small group like this. “I’m Ensign Matthew Riley, the new astrosciences team lead. Over the next few days I’ll be meeting with each of you, but we already have an assignment from the bigwigs, and you know how they can get up on deck 1.” The chuckles he heard made him hopeful the humor had helped some people put their guards down.

“Most of you can return to what you were doing but… ” he glanced at the PADD a moment. “… NEnsign Shannon, I have an assignment for you.” He locked eyes with the young man who approached and shook his hand. Pressing a few buttons on his PADD, he swiped the display in the direction of the central table and the holographic projector lit up, showing the space around the Ark Angel. He placed the PADD down and drew a circle in the projection with a finger, and then grabbed the circled area, the display zooming as he pulled it.

“You’re our short range specialist, I understand,” he began. “I want everything you can tell me about that patch of ionizing radiation. What caused it, is it naturally occurring, does it match known ionization patterns, etc. These results,” he lifted the PADD and entered some info. “Will be limited to in-lab access only, by myself, you, and Lieutenant Fayth.” Shannon raised an eyebrow but nodded and returned to his station and began entering commands.

Riley turned back to the holo display and pushed on the circled patch, zooming the display back out. He pulled up a terminal in one corner of the table, still staring at the display. The nebula was within long-distance sensor range, but they had also sent in a probe, so he’d have that to work with as well.

=^= Show me all the data from the probe and long-range sensors on the Lion’s Mane Nebula and the Montezuma, on all EM- and subspace-bands. =^= The shape of the nebula led him to theorize it was a supernova remnant nebula, which meant the likelihood of a nearby planet was low; but could also be a planetary nebula. Violent versus non-violent formation could mean drastic differences in the area surrounding the core.

Don’t screw this up, Matthew.

  • Ensign Riley, Science

As the Nebula appeared on the screen, and data flowed in, the recording of the visual disturbance played back, and the data from the sensors showed the energy spike that accompanied it–coming from the Montezuma itself, not an external source.

GMT Capybara

Riley furrowed his brow. Well that’s… peculiar. His fingers flew over the console entering commands, pulling up scans from other sensors to see if there was any type of emission from the Montezuma that accompanied the energy spike. He paused, strumming his fingers as those commands executed, and then added a check for tachyon particles in the area of both the disturbance and the Montezuma.

As he waited for the response from those commands, he rewound the disturbance and energy spike data in the hologram and played it back, then did it again at half speed, and then manually ticked from frame to frame. He hummed in frustration.

=^= Computer, which begins first, the visual disturbance or the energy spike? =^=

  • Ensign Riley, Science

=/\=The energy spike begins a millisecond before the visual disturbance.=/\=

There was a faint Tachyon signature emitting from the Montezuma during the beginning of the disturbance.

GMT Capybara


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