Posted April 15, 2020, 10:46 a.m. by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) (Ben Z)
Posted by Commander Idari Solit (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Cargo Bay B, Equipment Search
Posted by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) in Main Sim: Cargo Bay B, Equipment Search
Posted by Commander Idari Solit (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Cargo Bay B, Equipment Search
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After returning to the ship, Solit had dozens of ideas about what to do, but the one that most clearly interested him was determining what kind of metal formed the substructure of the island upon which they found themselves. He wasn’t sure what kind of geology equipment a combat vessel would have. Aboard the Cowpens, he’d run an entire Geology department, with activities so specialized that somebody could have the opportunity to do nothing but study natural specimens from estuaries all day if the current mission called for it - or, given the nature of interstellar travel, even if the mission didn’t call for it. If he had to settle for using phasers from the armory to carve away rock faces - assuming that the subspace interference would even allow for phasers to function - he would, but he preferred to see if there was actual excavation equipment available before he went down that path.Given that Cargo Bay A was currently a triage area and Cargo Bay C was still showing the results of the fire that had broken out, forcing open the doors on Cargo Bay B was Commander Idari’s first course of action. He considered whether to try and temporarily route power from the life support systems to get the door open, but realized that he would more likely kill himself. Idari tried to look for the manual controls.
Commander Idari, CSO
Ensign Munchkin arrived to find whatever parts he could, and given that he hadn’t checked Cargo Bay B, he came down to find the Commander. “Can I assist you sir?” asked Ensign Munchkin.
Finding the door overwrite, Munchkin released the door and helped Commander Idari force open the door. Their combined strength, unfortunately only yielded a small crack in the door. The door was slightly bent out of shape and was jammed. Munchkin headed to another Cargo Bay and came back with a manual tool to help open the door. Jamming it in the door, Idari and Munchkin were able to finally open the door enough only leap quickly away, as various debris stored in the cargo bay spilled out of the door. Some of the debris were field rations.
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“Well, at least we don’t have to ask that Ferengi for gardening tips any time soon,” Solit said almost to himself.
It was sheer coincidence that the eighteen months of supplies had been loaded onto the Asimov-D before the shuttle craft, and that they hadn’t burned in the fire in Cargo Bay C. He scanned the debris for a few seconds, trying to find the equipment that he had in mind. He ventured through the debris into the actual Cargo Bay. Commander Idari motioned for Munchkin to follow him.
Veyn, haven effectively given up trying to decipher the minimal data the Asimov had been able to collect before its crash, had decided to check back in with triage station that had patched him up earlier in Cargo Bay A. But seeing the door to Cargo Bay B ajar as he made his way across the deck, he poked his bandaged head inside to investigate.
“Commander!” Veyn remarked brightly, moving to help clear the fallen rations. “How did the scouting mission go? Hopefully you were more successful than I’ve been. I think some in-person scans of the planet are needed to really make sense of what we’re dealing with here.”
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
Solit smiled slightly, crinkling his ridges.
“Lieutenant, regrettably, scans with any equipment not using either a fusion generator or a warp core as a power source will prove fruitless on this particular land mass,” Commander Idari said. “We found a Ferengi without any lobes for profit, but he gave us some valuable information. The island’s bedrock is apparently heavily formed from an unknown metallic substance that forms a diamagnetic field at least around the island, which is what is blocking all subspace-based technology. I’m planning on going on a bit of a digging expedition to get a sample. Care to join me?”
Solit noticed the head bandage.
“Unless, of course, you were advised against heavy manual labor. I’m technically working with one arm, so I need some aid regardless.”
Commander Idari, CSO
Veyn blinked in surprise. “Oh! Well that is certainly intriguing. I wouldn’t miss it. Perhaps my expertise could help us identify the substance at least at a molecular level. Chemistry has a fair amount of overlap with geology, after all.” But after the initial excitement, Idari’s mention of the diamagentic field made Veyn’s stomach drop.
Lieutenant Cewa looked up at the bandage he couldn’t see. “Oh, no, I’m fine Commander. Ready to go when you are.” Maybe not the whole truth, but Veyn was determined to do his part to start whatever needed to be done to leave the planet.
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
“Very well, Lieutenant,” Solit replied. “Let’s start looking for some geological survey equipment. Given the condition of the field rations, it’s probably piled somewhere inside instead of packed away neatly in a properly cataloged storage container - not that we could read the catalog even if that were the case.”
With that, Solit managed to shove aside enough rations to start walking in to the cargo bay. He had a sudden memory of an incident aboard a vessel involving tribbles spilling out of a cargo bay in a similar fashion to the field rations. He decided to ready himself to duck, just to be on the safe side.
(Commander Idari, CSO)
Veyn moved to help, also being particularly careful to make sure his healing head was out of danger of falling rations or other equipment. he scanned the room for the survey equipment, hoping it would be easily identifiable even with one of his eyes blackened.
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