Posted May 26, 2020, 11:12 a.m. by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) (Ben Z)
Posted by Ensign Jonathan Smythe (Engineering Officer) in Main Sim: Engineering - Science Equipment Repairs - TAG Cewa, GM, Engineering Crew
Posted by Commander Idari Solit (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Engineering - Science Equipment Repairs - TAG Cewa, GM, Engineering Crew
Posted by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) in Main Sim: Engineering - Science Equipment Repairs - TAG Cewa, GM, Engineering Crew
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Lieutenant Cewa blinked at Ensign Smythe from behind Idari’s shoulder, caught off-guard by the abrasiveness. The he looked around with his good eye to remind himself he was in engineering, and became less surprised by the demeanor. He hefted the bundle of equipment in his arms and looked around for a place to put them, starting to tire from the process of transversing the ship.(Lt. Cewa, Science)
Jon heard the shifting machinery, sighed and turned to face the newcomers.
“How can I help you sirs?” he asked.
Ens. Smythe
EngSolit sighed inwardly. His mother had repeatedly told him, “Whatever someone else is doing in the moment is always going to be more important to him than whatever you need him to do.” It seemed that this was the case right now. Still, this Ensign had at least stopped his work.
“Ensign,” he said to Smythe, “I am Commander Idari, and this is Lieutenant Cewa. We need help with repairs to this geologic survey equipment. Neither of us is particularly proficient with mechanical skills, and so require aid.”
(Commander Idari, CSO)
Jon appraised the collection of equipment held by the scientists, and gestured to set it down on a nearby workbench.
“Do you have an idea what’s wrong with it?” he asked.
Ens. Smythe
EngVeyn blinked. “I think we were hoping that you might be able to tell us what’s wrong with it,” he said with a hint of exasperation. But he set down the equipment he had carried from the cargo bay where Smythe indicated for inspection.
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
The equipment was badly damaged, the delicate science equipment had been utterly crushed by other things in the cargo bay. Ensign Smythe could hardly tell what the original purpose of the device he was trying to fix. He did identify some key computer chips which he pretty sure he had spares for, he hoped. Based on the various chips used, he could likely deduce that it was a geological survey device.
GM
“I can tell you that repairing this might actually be impossible,” Jon said. “We might have some spare parts for a couple components, but I can’t promise 100% restoration.”
Ens. Smythe
EngVeyn rubbed a hand over his mouth to hide his embarrassed expression. He might be no engineer, but he liked to think that he knew when technology was salvageable. Apparently, he did not. “We’re trying to prepare for a geological study of the surface of the island,” Lieutenant Cewa said as he dropped his hand. “Do you have any suggestions for how to modify what other machinery we do have with these parts to make that doable?”
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
Solit pursed his lips. He had brought along digging equipment, both automated and manual, but of course, they were looking at an analyzer before anything else.
“Honestly, what we really need are tools and methods for determining average material density, chemical reactivity, physical reactivity, malleability, hardness, plasticity, magnetic resonance, and a determination of which elemental table to use for any given sample.” Commander Idari motioned toward the gear that Smythe was checking. “Of course, that particular item would have done all that with a single four kilogram sample of material, which means that our job would be much easier.”
He pulled a portable automatic excavation device over while Smythe was still looking at the analysis device.
“Maybe we can start with something that doesn’t require as much calibration. If you can make this dig, we might be able to do the rest manually.”
(Commander Idari, CSO)
Jon sighed and took the excavator. It seemed all he could do today was disappoint senior officers.
Casting an eye over the new device, he looked to see if there was anything that could be done for this one.
Ens. Smythe
Eng
Lt. Cewa tapped his foot, physically displaying his impatience. He was usually a calm and collected individual, but this whole ordeal had rattled him, and the prospect of doing something that might actually be helpful gave him hope that he might find a distraction from the dire situation they found themselves in. He pressed a hand to his still-healing forehead.
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
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