Main Sim - The Next Day - Cropland ..

Posted Jan. 15, 2021, 10:01 a.m. by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) (Gene Gibbs)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Main Sim - The Next Day - Cropland ..

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) in Main Sim - The Next Day - Cropland ..

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Main Sim - The Next Day - Cropland ..
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Faye arrived at the transporter room with a large case in hand and another slung over her shoulder. With her was a variety of sample gathering and testing equipment, plus a set of sensitive scanners. She was hoping that they could get better data that might help make sense of the mystery before them. But as always, Faye loved a mystery and this one was nothing short of fascinating! =/\=Calloway to Bridge. Just waiting on the others but I’m ready to head down.=/\= She probably could have just beamed down with whomever was going to join her, but given the hub bub last night she figured she’d play it by the book and announce their departure.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist


At that very moment, Kiama hurried into the transporter room. She had been going over yesterdays reports and scans once more and lost track of time. Not to mention that the sudden and unexpected promotion had scattered her thoughts a little as well. With her tricorder secured in the hip holster and a messenger back slung over her shoulder, she stopped next to Faye and smiled apologetically. “I’m sorry. I was working and forgot to check the time.”

~Lt. Naim, CSO

=^= Feel free to launch when ready. Your away team is still on schedule. Good hunting. =^= came the reply from the Bridge.
- NL Vari, OD

Faye just smiled at Kiama. “Right on time. We’re cleared to go.” She lifted her the case on the deck and looked over at the transporter operator. “Beam us down to the location where we found the piece of the old ship. I believe the coordinates were already forwarded.” The area was wide but it was a place to begin and Faye ahd a feeling they were going to get quit the workout today.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Returning the smile, Kiama stepped onto the transporter pad next to Faye and waited for the transporter chief to beam them down. In her mind she went through all the information they had found out yesterday while also thinking a few steps ahead.

~Lt. Naim, CSO

OOC: I’ll leave it to you Gene to decide where we are going. But just bumping this. ~Linds

The transporter effect concluded with the view of a misty rising sun through a haze of violet clouds. There was a cool breeze that caused the stiff, brittle crops to rustle hollowly. The smell was akin to a fall harvest than a mid summer growth. There looked to be a potential of rain later in the morning with a build up of cloud on the horizon. Naim could see that where they set down was not too far off from the hole that was dug the day before and the piece of metal excavated from it. With the rolling hills and expansive crops there wasn’t a person to be seen, or homestead, or, as the realization came to them, neither were there sound or sight of birds.
- Wookiee
OOC: Back from holiday and, thankfully, not another one for some time. Yay!

Faye inhaled deeply, happy to be dirtside again, even for a visit. But as she took in the surroundings, the oddities became more apparent. “Beautiful and creepy,” she said as she set down the case carrying her equipment and pulled out her tricorder. They had the breakdown from the metal fragment and now they had to map the place carefully and see if they could start bringing the pieces of this puzzle together. Moving slowly, Faye took some general scans looking for anything close by. But she also knew they’d probably need to establish a grid search pattern.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Given the discovery of the piece Faye was able to move about and map over the course of about a 3 acre area several other similar readings. At the place where the first was found and dug up there were four other hits at a shallow level, while those farther away in one direction were deeper but more pronounced.

A grid pattern would help to map them out more clearly, but this search yielded a considerable mass. The scans were diffused in part by the radiation that she was scanning as well that would have at the ship level scan been very fuzzy - rather like a watercolor painting that was dampened and the paint spreading and murky.

For a few moments, Faye just stared out over the fields. One would be forgiven for thinking her attention had drifted off, but the exact opposite was true. She was focused so hard she was working through permutations of possibilities and watching them play out.

“Okay, so we need to cut through this radiation. I have some sensor enhancers that we could set up and manually move about to form a grid pattern. It would take awhile, but we need the enhancements here on the surface. The ship’s sensors won’t be enough just now and it would take quite awhile to reconfigure them,” she said to Kiama.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

That would take a fair portion of the morning, but the weather was still pleasant. The time wasn’t so much the ‘work’ as much as the moving about the area to set them up. Ships stores would have them in stock.
- Wookiee

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