Posted by Ensign Caelian Weir (Engineering Officer) in Main Sim - CE’s Office - Working On A Way Home (Tag Weir, Mazi and Science Department)

Posted by Lieutenant Miz’uki (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim - CE’s Office - Working On A Way Home (Tag Weir, Mazi and Science Department)

Posted by Ensign V’alura Belmont (Science Officer) in Main Sim - CE’s Office - Working On A Way Home (Tag Weir, Mazi and Science Department)
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“sorry ensign I am a little scatterbrained at the moment” Miz’uki purred as she got up from her desk transferring her research to a PaDD “Change of plans we are going to be having a joint Engineering and Science department meeting” she explained walking towards the ensign =^=”Attention Engineering and Science Departments please report to Main Engineering for a meeting about how we get back home”=^= she called her tail was swishing about showing her mood was agitated the chief was still quite on edge overall and while she was trying her best it was clear that she was still not doing so well at the moment

Miz;uki

He blinked at the barrage, offered a slight smile. Hasn’t the plan been getting home the whole time? he thought wryly to himself. The chief must really have had her tail in a twist if she was this flustered. Caelian wanted to get home to Earth—even Federation space would work in his book, but home was better—as much as the next crewman, so he certainly could appreciate the anxious energy. Still and yet, they hadn’t been gone too awful long and they were already making progress with the modifications to the ship.

And I haven’t run out of ideas yet, he chuckled to himself. Waiting for the chief to settle a bit, he tried his best to hold his smile.

“We’ll figure it out, chief.” Caelian hoped his tone wasn’t as tired as he felt. “This is the kind of thing we trained for in the Academy, right? We’ll tackle one problem, move on to the next. Next thing you know, we’ll be tucked in a space dock somewhere with stories to tell!”

That was his hope, anyhow. He had every confidence that he and the crew of the Ark Angel could solve this problem given enough time, information, and resources. Every moment they were out in this section of space they were learning, adding to the sum total of mankind’s technology and experience. All the pieces were there. It was just a matter of figuring a way to put them all together. While he wasn’t senior staff or a grizzled Starfleet officer with years of deep space under his belt, he felt he had something to contribute.

Nodding confidently to the chief, he hefted his PaDD and queued up the sensor logs from the runabout, particularly the energy patterns of the protoforms and the data he’d collected about the aliens as they high-tailed back to the Angel. While he had been forced to alter his thought process once he learned the nature of the strange energy bubbles, his experiments weren’t completely torpedoed.

“It’s just a matter of connecting the dots in an unconventional way,” he murmured to himself.
—Caelian Weir, Engineer—

“We need to finalize the plan to get the ship home I want to be back in the Alpha/Beta quadrant yesterday” she growled her tail flicking about in agitation

Miz’uki

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GM CockRoach

Ensign Belmont stepped inside, carrying a portable console of her own make and design. Rectangular and roughly two feet long, by one foot tall, by one foot wide, the tech within encased by glossy grey plastic. Built into the top of the console were over a dozen holo projectors that could create UI interfaces and project visual data in neon lines and polygons. Simple visuals but visuals was not where her little console shined. Oh no, this little beauty was capable of serious number crunching and capable of running any number of advanced simulations. This little grey box was the culmination of all her skill, knowledge and expertise.

“Ensign Belmont reporting,” She said, and set her console down. With a wave of her hand the UI appeared, “Sorry for the delay, had to grab this beauty. We can use her to test theories and ideas. Nothing short of the computers in the cybernetics labs itself could out pace her in processesing power and ability.” V’alura also pulled out a PaDD loaded with resources and data banks on applied mechanics as it related to space and space travel. “So, what do we have? In terms of ideas to get home, I mean.”

Ensign Belmont

I have three potential ideas two of which I dug up from the files about Voyager…” she growled rolling her eyes “Still two of the ideas I have are quite intense and we may need to find some way of helping with resources and such and may take sometime unless we find a way to cheat a bit” she said “Still lets wait for the rest of Engineering and Science to show up” She said

It was a little difficult to keep his demeanor of confidence with the chief in such an open state of agitation, but he managed. Caelian gave an appreciative nod in V’alura’s direction before returning his attention to his notes. Since becoming stranded in… whatever unknown region of space they’d found themselves in, he’d dedicated most of his free time to the study of various propulsion theories. He’d even come up with a few of his own, though Caelian had been too busy to test more than the boridium modifications beyond the confines of his imagination.

The chief could have been on the right track, assuming they could adapt proven technologies to their situation. One of his own projection models was based on archived data from the Enterprise and their chance encounter with the Kelvan; it was just a matter of overcoming the dilithium destabilization cascade that caused Starfleet to scrap its design introduction. The energy from the protoforms was a promising supplement, but harnessing it safely—and now morally—would prove to be interesting to say the least. While he couldn’t grant the chief’s desire to be home “yesterday,” he was relatively confident that he could contribute to the effort of getting them all home a bit faster.

Assuming I can get some rest, he noted as the lines on his PaDD began to blur, and several hours of holodeck time.

Until then, he decided to wait patiently and quietly for the rest of the invitees to arrive as not to cause Chief Miz’uki’s consternation to fall in his direction.
—Caelian Weir, Engineer—

She moved to get everything set up for the big meeting that was about to happen

Miz’uki