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Power shunting soon got the rebooting defense and offense systems online to a minimal level. It wasn’t much offensively a few phaser bursts and manually fired torpedoes but it was something! Plus now that they had shields up they didn’t have to worry about more asteroid impacts for now.

Fayth nodded, expecting as much, “Thank you, Lt.” She turned back to her console, not getting much from it, and then climbing underneath to start whatever simple repair she could manage herself. Narrowly missing her head after she popped back up. “Captain, what about the Fulcrum Class shuttle? It’s manned with mini probes and is made to handle and process massive amounts of scientific data. We could even mount two full size probes on the outer casings and launch them from there. If it’s not damaged we could use it to determine not only where we are but determine what type of spatial phenomenon is around us. We need the ships sensors up and running, but at least we wouldn’t be sitting blind with it out there doing the scans for us. We’d be sitting but at least we could see. And it’s made to scout ahead for larger vessels. We could map part of this area of space to give us even more detail.”

Lt jg Fayth, CSO

”..Try NE Helps suggestion first, manually launching a probe, program it for a patrol pattern out to 30,000km from the ship..” Drudoc said. “..If that doesnt work then prep the runabout..” She added.

Thankfully checking manual fire controls could be done by texting the fire control team for the probe’s needs. It would certainly be a quicker solution then launching the Fulcrum runabout.

More systems were coming online now from back ups or secondary systems at this point too, though none did anything to reveal yet where they were other then some kind of nebula like anomaly. More reports too started coming in by text format reporting minimal overall damages and minimal crew injuries.

GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO

Sharah turned back to the console and pulled up the text comm system and sent off a very quick request to the torpedo launch bay and the science officers who worked there with the probes.
Bridge control is currently down. Manually launch a class-4 probe and program it for a patrol pattern out to 30,000km from the ship. Send all telematry to bridge science stations and to main science labs.

Moments later the distinctive sound of a probe launching could be heard. Sharah looked around the bridge. There wasn’t anything else she could do here. Cpt Andone had said if she needed to go to the labs. And that’s where she was headed. “That’s all I can do from here. I’ll be in the labs Captain.” She spoke briefly with one of the science NEs that covered the bridge science consoles to make sure to keep her informed of whatever happened on the bridge and then she took the turbolift, “Deck 13”

Lt jg Fayth, CSO

“It appears my team is having success with the computer cores, Captain.” Lieutenant Commander Trainor announced once he received the update on his console. “Once they fully reboot, we could cross reference the probe’s findings with the Federation database.” Tenzing added. Trainor was slightly optimistic about being able to find a similar nebula, since optimism was the only thing keeping him sane at the moment.

Trainor COO

After recalibrating the targeting systems and restoring tactical power. Rainns turned to Andone. “Captain I’m getting reports of the armory in complete disarray, if it’s quite alright with you I’d like to go down there and collect an inventory and reorganize it.”

Lt. Jg. Joseph Rainns- COS

About this point the lights came back on fully as the Flea’tan core took over main power duties from engineering. Essential systems across the board also lit up coming online fully now.

Turning Drudoc nodded, “..Granted Lieutenant, get things back under control down there.” She said letting the COS be on his way. Drudoc meanwhile had come over to the auxiliary engineering station at the rear of the bridge. She was a former engineer herself and was doing what she could to help bring order to the chaos around her. Seeing the Flea’tan Core though power up relived a lot of the direct worry she had going on. The second now was of course the status of her daughter Tel’eck but with the voice comms still down she couldn’t contact her daughter yet for an update.

Turning and knowing her pacing wouldn’t help matters, she retook her CO’s chair in the center of the bridge. Using the holo panel nearby to look through ship reports as they were coming in.

Drudoc Andone CO / GM CockRoach

Telana passed Rainns exiting the turbolift as he entered. She looked frazzled compared to her usual well groomed appearance. “Captain! I apologize! One minute I’m in my quarters getting ready for my shift, and the next, I’m wrapped up in Christmas ribbon so tightly I can’t take a deep breath. There was also tape over my mouth and a bow on the top of my head! I had to work it off my mouth before I could call Security. When they showed up and freed me, they told me about the surprise festivities going on in each department.”

By that time, she’d made it to the center chair where Andone sat. Gray eyes took a turn around the bridge and landed on the viewscreen. “On the way here, there was a bright light and some disorientation while my eyes adjusted again. What’s happening?”

===Bray, XO

Drudoc turned to face her new XO, they hadn’t gotten much of a chance to speak since leaving Starbase 243 on their cargo run and beyond the brief exchange of ship business before Q’s antics had shown up they had barely been around each other to get to know one another. “..It is fine Exec, it seems the Q entity has paid us a visit to spread some ‘holiday cheer’..” She said with a bit of a frown. “..Q briefly though mentioned something about a debate among the Continuum who were observing the Ark Angel the past few months and wanted to settle a debate they had on how we would react to certain ‘extremes’..” She said rubbing the bridge of her ridged nose. “..Without explaining further he said he would be better suited to just showing us and.....” Drudoc gestured to the green-silver toned nebula on the view screen. “..well here we are, where ever here is is still yet unknown..” she explained.

Ensign Weir’s voice crackled over the comm system. =^=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 Weir, Ensign—

Drudoc seemed pleased the comm system had been gotten back online so quickly, turning her attention to this she pressed a reply =/\= Andone here, good work Ensign Weir,=/\= She said checking the status of transporters finding they were indeed still down, =/\= Indeed transporters are still down. Alert enginerring and science teams 13 an 15 lead by NEs Piff and Biff to help you out. They should be on damage control near your area and soon finished.=/\= She said.

Turning back to her new XO she resumed their conversation. “..Systems are a bit chaotic but in reboot or reroute cycles right now. Thankfully no major casualties or injuries other then some bruises, cuts, or broken bones..” She said.

Drudoc Andone CO