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Main Sim - Science Labs - Where Are We?

Posted Dec. 14, 2020, 12:32 p.m. by Ensign Matthew Riley (Science Officer) (Nathan Miller)

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Riley was bent over the table, staring at the probe results, brow furrowed. He glanced at Fayth, then back at the display the straightened suddenly as he looked back to her. “Lieutenant,” he nodded to her. “Q?” He paused, cocking his head. “That would make a lot of sense.”

He pointed at the display. “We’re in a type T nebula, normal assortments of gases we expect from that. Also some nickel and iron, probably indicating a supernova in the not too distant past.”

He zoomed on another part of the graph. “And… boridium asteroids.” He shook his head. “We’ve never seen naturally occurring boridium. It can’t be created by any stellar process we’re aware of.” He paused for a beat to let that sink in before he continued.

“I’ve sent support teams to help in engineering and with the deflectors, and two with medical training up to sickbay.”

  • Ensign Riley, Science

Sharah nodded, “And not enough data yet to determine where we are. Okay Riley, you’re the expert here. Let’s get a map started of the surrounding area. Make not of the boridium asteroids. It’s used for power sources, right? That might be essential for us later on. It would be interesting to know how they were formed naturally, if we have the time to explore.”

Lt jg Fayth, CSO

Riley shook his head. “We produce it in small amounts. Not… asteroid sized amounts. It is roughly three times as massive as uranium. I can’t even imagine what would have to happen to create such huge amounts. of the stuff.”

He swept aside the sensor log and tapped a few times on the table’s inputs, pulling up a sphere dotted with points of light, and the nebula. “Here’s the initial stellar scan; I’m running spectral and radiographic analyses on these, to see if they match anything in our database.” He hesitated. “I’ll… move on to farther objects after that in case… it doesn’t recognize our location.”

Left unsaid was that farther objects would only be useful for locations on a larger, galactic scale.

  • Ensign Riley, Science

Scans kept coming in now from the probe. Sadly nothing on the analyses came up as anything on record. Out to the far range of the probe’s scans nothing pinged as being recognizable. They did though find what might be the ‘edge’ of the nebula indicating it was likely somewhat sizable in scope. What was also picked up though were faint subspace pulses which could or not be some kind of alien comm signal outside the nebula’s boundaries at the extreme range of scans.

GM CockRoach

Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Science Labs - Where Are We?
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The probe went out with a dull thud, and soon was on its own patrol route as described about 30,000km out circling the ship. Return readings showed they were in a dark green-red hued Class T type nebula composed mostly of rich pockets of hydrogen, helium, and argon gases. Also picked up by the probe in this nebula they were in were scattered nickel and iron, and interesting what might be the first instance of non-artificially created boridium rich asteroids. The Boridium being picked up did not carry the hall mark trademarks of artificial manufacture as far as the probe results could tell. The nebula within the 50,000km light years of scan radius the probe could produce from the ship showed they were in a sizable nebula at least it seemed. No signs of other life or ships were so far picked up. So far the scan results did not match any known nebulas on record.

GM CockRoach

Fayth appeared out of the tubolift and straight into the labs by passing her office all together. She stepped into the general labs with Genard and seeing the fire suppression efforts reassessed and was pleased that they had it under control. She grabbed an emergency medkit and began treating the minor injuries and barking orders for those seriously hurt to be escorted to deck 12 the closest medbay. At some looks and some stray thoughts she spoke while working, “I was a doctor first, remember,” and went back to her work of triaging the science crew. Then she motioned to Genard and stepped into Astrometrics with him looking for En Riley. “What have you got Riley? Q sent us spiraling through the universe. The ship’s in non to great of shape. Have support teams been sent out? And what about the left overs of the breach on deck 44?” she asked looking at Genard.

Lt jg Fayth, CSO

Riley was bent over the table, staring at the probe results, brow furrowed. He glanced at Fayth, then back at the display the straightened suddenly as he looked back to her. “Lieutenant,” he nodded to her. “Q?” He paused, cocking his head. “That would make a lot of sense.”

He pointed at the display. “We’re in a type T nebula, normal assortments of gases we expect from that. Also some nickel and iron, probably indicating a supernova in the not too distant past.”

He zoomed on another part of the graph. “And… boridium asteroids.” He shook his head. “We’ve never seen naturally occurring boridium. It can’t be created by any stellar process we’re aware of.” He paused for a beat to let that sink in before he continued.

“I’ve sent support teams to help in engineering and with the deflectors, and two with medical training up to sickbay.”

  • Ensign Riley, Science

Sharah nodded, “And not enough data yet to determine where we are. Okay Riley, you’re the expert here. Let’s get a map started of the surrounding area. Make not of the boridium asteroids. It’s used for power sources, right? That might be essential for us later on. It would be interesting to know how they were formed naturally, if we have the time to explore.”

Lt jg Fayth, CSO

Riley shook his head. “We produce it in small amounts. Not… asteroid sized amounts. It is roughly three times as massive as uranium. I can’t even imagine what would have to happen to create such huge amounts. of the stuff.”

He swept aside the sensor log and tapped a few times on the table’s inputs, pulling up a sphere dotted with points of light, and the nebula. “Here’s the initial stellar scan; I’m running spectral and radiographic analyses on these, to see if they match anything in our database.” He hesitated. “I’ll… move on to farther objects after that in case… it doesn’t recognize our location.”

Left unsaid was that farther objects would only be useful for locations on a larger, galactic scale.

  • Ensign Riley, Science

Scans kept coming in now from the probe. Sadly nothing on the analyses came up as anything on record. Out to the far range of the probe’s scans nothing pinged as being recognizable. They did though find what might be the ‘edge’ of the nebula indicating it was likely somewhat sizable in scope. What was also picked up though were faint subspace pulses which could or not be some kind of alien comm signal outside the nebula’s boundaries at the extreme range of scans.

GM CockRoach

Riley’s eyes widened. “Possible radio contact,” he said, zooming on the indicated area. “At the very edge of the sensor range - 720 million kilometers or so. Subspace pulses. Running cryptoanalysis now.”

His fingers flew across the inputs as he passed the signal through the computer’s database of algorithms, trying to see if they could determine a pattern, or if it was recognized. He executed the command and waited, strumming his fingers on the table, watching the visual representation of the pulse vibrate in place on the holodisplay.

“How far do you think he flung us?” he asked quietly, eyes not straying from the map. “He sent the Enterprise to the Delta Quadrant once.” He glanced at the star positions on the map. “This… feels… farther.”

Ensign Riley, Science


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