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Changing Times - Bridge Main Sim

Posted Jan. 26, 2022, 9:46 a.m. by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) (Gene Gibbs)

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“Sir,” Jasmine stood up feeling a small ache in her knees. It wasn’t huge or pronounced. It reminded her of the feeling like she had been crouched down like that for hours. The last time she felt like that was when she had run the certified CPR classes and spent 8 hours on her knees demonstrating mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on Herman the Heimlicher Victim. Standing up over Jackson, that is exactly how she felt. The slight ache of over use even though she had only bent down for about a minute and a half. “Preliminary scans showed Jackson died ot heart disease,” she wrinkled her nose up in confusion or maybe it was that she caught another whiff of the rotted food from her uniform. Stripping off her shirt, she tossed it across the room leaving her in the black t-shirt that was always under her tunic.

Jasmine did remember that CPR class and, whether it was psychological or not she had felt stiff from it but recovered quickly. It could just be her imagination. Still things didn’t seem too different. However, in catching a profile shot of the Captain Jasmine could swear that he looked more .. boyish.

“I need to do more formal scans and possibly an autopsy to confirm. While heart disease still kills people when left untreated, we just don’t leave it untreated. It is easy to diagnose and fix so I have no idea why he would have died from it. It also suggests that Jackson’s rate of cellular decay is not commiserate with his chronological age.”

Jasmine Wynters CMO

There did appear to be almost selective elements to Jackson’s aging as though not all of him was quite caught up with whatever change was there

The scanner raced through various diagnostics to deduce what happened to Jackson. In the end, it came out that he died due to untreated heart disease which damaged the valves in his heart combined with advanced age related issues. In short he died of old age where genetic complications had taken over. There was a flagged note in his file under family history of heart issues.
- Wookiee

NL Boris spoke up, his voice more under control. “Sirs, Jackson called out that there was a wall of energy approaching fast. He said ..” He paused to recollect. “.. a broad wall of energy. Unknown configuration coming in fast. I asked how fast. He said, seconds to impact. That was when I sounded the alert. I was looking at the screen. One minute it was clear. Whatever wave was invisible. When it passed us the asteroid was just there. And that wasn’t there either.” He pointed to the swollen red sun.

Max moved to the Engineering Station and nodded at the NE that he was taking over, then began to run the diagnostics for damage. “We can’t be hit that hard, Cap. An asteroid that size would do more than nudge us gently if it really hit. It must have scraped our shields and the residual energy wave washing over us acted like turbulence. Bringing up damage.”

Max Wynter, CE

By all indications the ship wasn’t hit at all. There was no hull damage from an impact. Max DID see, however, a secondary list of 3,694 overdue routine preventative maintenance operations marked incomplete.
- Wookiee

“Plow me,” Max muttered, “what the…” Max ran the calculation that would tell him how long the maintenance schedules had been missed, ran a check on ship critical systems checking for warning flags then looked over the console to bring up the stardate.

The times were inconsistent. Max could see primary life support diagnostics were missing four routine checks while the secondary, which would have been the same, was only two. Elements were clustered, however, depending on how mechanical the unit was verses how automated it was. It would require a longer check on data to see any more detailed patterns emerging.

“Captain we have no damage, no impact” he said as he started the calculations, “but according to the logs we have missed a heck of a lot of maintenance cycles.”

Max Wynter, CE

Off to the side, whomever was looking at the sensors, would report there were no other ‘near’ asteroids. There were a few scattered ones in the vicinity but none threatening or would threaten on short range scans.
- Wookiee

“All right…” Cochrane said as he looked out the view screen. He hated losing crew, and losing a promising officer in this matter seemed so… and he shook his head, Time for those thought later. “Doctor, please make sure Mr. Jackson is transported with all due respect and dignity to the morgue. Run all available tests and have someone from Science assist and look for any odd energy readings. Security, full sweep of the ship and make sure all crew is accounted for. Commander Wynter, make sure we are still operational and that no systems will be off-line due to prolonged overlooked maintenance checks. And yes Max, I know you and your people didn’t miss them… but something caused the missed checks and the food to spoil. So make sure the computer doesn’t lock us down anywhere because of it. Science, pull all logs of the energy wave reported by Mr. Jackson. Let’s try to piece together what we are dealing with. Helm, make sure we stay out of the way of anything. And stand us down from red alert, Commander Mal’athar.”

Cochrane, CO

Mal’athar nodded, “Aye, Sir.” =^=Stand down red alert=^= and the klaxons went quiet.

“Sir,” Jasmine looked at Cochrane noticing he appeared to look less tired, stressed, and younger maybe. The tiny crow’s feet that were the hallmark of time marching across one’s face seemed to less. Shaking off her stare she cleared her throat. “I have no idea about engineering. You know that but the human body is basically just a machine and what I can tell you so far is that Jackson is resembling more of a used auto with some newer parts and some older ones. I don’t really understand why but is seems like his body is not again linearly. Some of his organs are that of a twenty-something officer however others, like his heart, resemble that of a ninety-year-old man. I will transport him to sickbay and run the scans again but I don’t see any of the information I shared changing.” Looking down at her device, she waited to see if her scan for chritons were back yet. “This is acting almost like a temporal illness but there is nothing on record for a temporal illness like this.”

Jamine Wynter CMO

The scan took some time, at least in the perception of Jasmine. In the end it came up with a negative, though with a ‘but’ at the end. There was an unidentified residual energy that the scanner simply had no reference for.

“Then most likely if Jackson and the ship are both showing similar differences in lineage the crew is as well. It might be prudent to have anyone experiencing changes in ‘age’ to check in with sickbay. We don’t want anyone else unknowingly developing serious health issues.” Shedda did not want what happened to poor Jackson happening to anyone else. Fizzious forbid it a healed injury or illness return. Shedda did not want to revert to a point before she could control her hormone effect. And horror of all horrors she some how missed a dose because of this. Taking a deep breath she reigned herself in, just in case.

“Captain, we should ping the nearest buoy to make sure our computers are registering the correct stardate.”

Mal’athar, XO

Seeing that things were coming back to order but ‘not there yet’ on the bridge, NL Gontovnick heard what the XO said and moved to the tactical station. He tapped, then again. “Commander,” he said quietly to her. “I’m not getting any hits from any buoys. Not ours. Not any of the known races that we know have buoys out there. The Starfleet transmission has not reconnected. I’m not IDing any fleet attempt to reconnect with us.”

“Critical systems are in the green, we are fully operational,” Max reported, then paused and continued. “We’ve missed a few routine checks and maintenance cycles but depending on what record system you look at, they don’t agree on how many or when. I’ll assign a few details to do a manual check on all systems just in case the computer has missed anything.”

Max Wynter, CE

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