Posted July 15, 2021, 4:12 p.m. by Ensign V'alura Belmont (Science Officer) (Abigail G)
Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - CE’s Office - Working On A Way Home (Tag Weir, Mazi and Science Department)
[snip]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
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
OOC: Kirt everyone barring the new CSO is here that will be here i think....lets get the meeting rolling please?
GM CockRoach
Of course! The Voyager files. If there were ever a source for inspiration then she could think of no better. “Of course,” V’alura said, though her fingers itched to get starting. Intense ideas sounded ominous but terribly interesting. Their finite resources proved another pickle. Her simulations will have no room for error. No matter what plan they come up with and utilize, failure of any kind, of any measure, could be the difference between stuck here and home.
‘Not that I mind so much,’ V’alura thought. Then felt terrible about. She may be okay with being trapped in a distant sector of space, but that didn’t mean her fellow officers or the civilians did. They had families and lives way out there. Reasons to make it home no matter what. It was terrible wasn’t it? To realize she’s stayed so calm because it did not matter to her if she made it home or not.
Ensign Belmont
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