Posted Dec. 13, 2020, 8:23 p.m. by Ensign Caelian Weir (Engineering Officer) (Jason Wolfe)
Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Deck 44 - Hole Breach Findings For Science & Engineering
Outside shuttlebay 4 in the corridor lights flickered and some of the corridor was a mess where at the end of this section of the hall a large Bordium based asteroid fragment lay on the corridor’s floor awaiting scans and study by the assigned engineering and science teams.The breach section itself was sealed by an emergency bulkhead and forcefield so there was little danger of that reopening.
GM CockRoach
The turbolift sighed open and Caelian found himself gripping the wall to steady himself. The corridor lights were flickering, sending snapshot flashes of the corridor leaping away from him. He felt a concerned hand on his shoulder. He nodded, stepped carefully from the turbolift. Something skittered away from his boot, leapt from shadow to shadow down the hall. It took him a few steps for his mind to piece together what it was: debris.
A section of the corridor was simply… gone. A ragged and gaping wound yawned wide at the end of the passage, the gossamer flicker of the emergency forcefield the only thing separating them from the vacuum of space. Tattered ribbons of conduit crooked away from the breach, pointing accusingly at a pale grey shape nestled in a warp in the deck. Holding a hand to stop the other two engineers from following, Caelian stepped closer to the undamaged wall and inched closer and waited for his eyes to adjust to the flickering lights.
It was a lopsided and pockmakred stone barely a half-meter in diameter at its widest point. Caelian knelt and hovered over it, his hands splayed and eyes curious. There was no sizzle in the air, no heat from the friction of the impact. He could feel his colleagues watching him from just beyond the light of the turbolift, L’Nel dispassionate and calm and Jackson practically vibrating with anxiety. The stone—an asteroid by his guess—was cool to the touch and was too heavy for him to so much as budge. Frustrated, he flipped open his kit and took out a tricorder.
“Boridium,” he grumbled after studying the readout. “Well, that’s all kinds of useful. No wonder it tore through the hull.”
Slipping the tricorder away, he turned to his colleagues. “L’Nel, will you see about rerouting power to the lights so that we can see? And make sure the emergency system are intact! We don’t want to get sucked out into space by a power fluctuation. Jackson, help me scan the corridor for structural instability. It looks like the bulkhead is holding nice and tight, but I’d rather not have this thing crash down on anyone’s head.”
Once everyone was set to their tasks and Caelian started his tricorder sweep, he tapped his comm badge. =^=Weir to Bridge.. My team is at the breach. Looks like we were hit by a half-meter boridium asteroid. Minimal damage and no casualties. Emergency systems are holding. Request someone to retrieve this for analysis since I’m guessing transporters are down.=^=
Caelian sighed to himself. It’s going to be a lo-o-ong day.
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