Posted Sept. 14, 2020, 12:32 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) (Mike Monte)
Posted by Captain Tralla Sh’Zoarhi (Captain) in Bridge - Main Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tyrran Mulligan (First Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tyrran Mulligan (First Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim
Posted by… suppressed (11) by the Post Ghost! 👻
Tyrran was watching the small monitor next to him intently. Across the screen status readouts from the ship’s systems and telemetry from the sensors scrolled down in blocks of data. His expert eyes quickly parsed the information. The transit had so far been uneventful and he almost missed the slight fluctuation in the gravitational field. He rechecked the reading but couldn’t be sure what it was he had seen. He stood and walked over to Wendell’s station.
“Commander, did you see a blip in the singularity’s gravitational field?” He asked.
“I didn’t see that fluctuation, Commander,” Wendell explained as worked. “I was going to call that up to a system glitch. That particular sensor had taken some damage in our last battle action, and I hadn’t had the time to fix it, yet.”
If the Commander hadn’t seen the blip, everyone on board soon felt it - the ship suddenly lurched with force overwhelming the inertial dampers. The black hole’s gravitational field had momentarily magnified by an order of magnitude, briefly pulling the Memorial off course and interrupting its warp field and knocking its warp drive offline with a shower of sparks from the Chief Engineer’s bridge console. The initial lurch was followed by the warp field collapsing, dropping the ship out warp!
The black hole raged on the viewscreen. The ship had dropped out of warp, but it had done so still millions of kilometres away from the deadly event horizon - they were safe so long as another gravitational distortion like that happened.
Tyrran staggered and clung to the chair as he rode out the impact of the distortion. He looked at the viewscreen and felt his jaw clench as the blackhole swirled menacingly nearby. Warnings sounded from different stations around the bridge. He looked at Wendell, who was busily working the science station, and for a moment felt out of place. Just a few days ago he had been the CSO on the Lulea. It would have been his job to figure out what had just happened to them. Now he was the XO, and he needed to gather information so his Captain could determine their next course of action. He turned briskly on his heel and walked quickly back to his chair, tapping the comm’s panel as he sat down.
=/\= All departments report your status, damage, and casualties to the XO. =/\=
A voice came over the comms nearly immediately on the heels of the XO’s comm. =^=Engineering to bridge, you guys tapping the brakes without warning again? Any idea what happened?=^=
Tyrran keyed the comm.
“At the moment it looked like we ran into a gravimetric distortion from the black hole. I couldn’t begin to tell you what caused it. What’s your status?” He asked.
Her tone, though relatively light, still had an edge to it that was either irritation or pain. She realized they had nearly talked over one another and a slight laugh tickled her throat. =^=Engineering is fine, Sir. A couple bumps ‘n’ bruises but we’ll live.=^= She rubbed her hip and winked at her cohort. =^=The warp core is another story. Complete shut down. Diagnosing now. Will let you know what I find.=^=
Emergency systems had knocked the warp core offline for its own protection. A full restart would take at least two hours, but an emergency start-up from cold could do it in 30 - at the risk of not working and taking even longer to get started up again.
Tyrran’s brow furrowed. He didn’t have to tell them how important warp power was at this moment.
“Understood. Keep us informed of your progress. Bridge out.” He closed the channel
“Now, we seem to have to not worry about getting sucked into the event horizon of the hole just yet.”
“Thank you, Commander.”
Tyrran turned to the Captain. “It would appear the warp reactor has scrammed. According to these readings the ship is stable for the moment.”
“But, this will have an obvious impact on our ETA to the rescue site.”
“Very true,” Tyrran acknowledged. It was easy to lose sight of those facts when the ship was in crisis. ‘Unless they were also damaged by a gravimetric distortion…’ It was certainly plausible. “Do we have the SS Anne on sensors yet?” He asked.
OOC: I hope you don’t mind, but I moved parts of your reply to fit better into the existing posts.
The SS Anne was on long range sensors now, thankfully most of of the interference from the black hole was no longer an issue - but the ion storms between their present location and the Anne were still preventing full resolution. While not much could be read from the Anne, the power signature showing up on screen was fluctuating wildly - possibly interference, but it didn’t quite match up with the ion storms’ activity, meaning the ship’s power grid was soon collapsing or in danger of overloading.
Another tremor ran through the ship as a much smaller gravimetric wave passed through the ship, so minor as before it was as if the ship itself shuddered from it. Once again, the exact source of the gravimetric distortion couldn’t be determined.
“I have the Anne on the LR sensors,” Wendell said. “Her power levels are in a state of extreme flux.”
Speaking of firing torpedoes at the Hole, since we’re going nowhere fast anyway, cam we launch a probe to scan it?”
“It would be more efficient at this point then our sensors. We could swing the probe by the Anne to check on her. Then, use it to search for the center of those gravimettic waves.”
Inwardly, Wendell sighed. He had just finished fixing most of the sensors. Now, this.
=^=”Bridge to engineering Get the core back online as quickly as you can”=^= she ordered “launch the probe to check on the Anne and another to find the black hole so we can target it Clearly its too dangerous to leave here” she sighed “Also try and hail the SS Anne if the situation is dire enough we will launch another Shuttle away mission” she added
“Okay, Sir,” Wendell replied. “I’m launching a probe to scan the gravimetric waves coming from the Hole. And another, to scan the Anne. But i don’t recommend launching another shuttle at this time, because it could get hit by the waves.”
“In addition, the Hole poses other risks, as well,” he added.
Ooc: Sorry. I had to clean that up a bit. ~mike
Tyrran suddenly sat straighter in his chair.
“The away team,” he said. “Can you determine the radius of the gravimetric waves and if the Angel is in any danger?” He asked.
I doubt the Angel is in any danger however hail them and check in on them!” Tralla ordered remaining quite calm “Trust me, Commander Mulligan, I Designed the Angel to take a lot of abuse and keep on going!” she added with a rye smile
Tyrran nodded. His brief time aboard the Angel had shown him it was a robust little ship. But having been through a few rough rides, he knew that sometimes the crew didn’t fare as well.
“I’ll set the first probe to scan the gravimetric waves emanating from the Hole, Ma’am,” Wendell replied. “The second one I’ll put on a course to our shuttle. Then, to the Anne. And I’ll scan for the shuttle using our own sensors.”
“The Angel is in the opposite direction from the Anne,” Tyrran pointed out. “If we can’t see the Angel on our sensors and are unable to reach them on subspace, we’ll launch a third probe to check on them.”
“Ugh,” Wendell replied as he worked. “I need to handle the probe to the Hole. Can somebody else work on the… The communications probe?”
“I can take care of it,” he replied. He stood and walked to the port side auxiliary station and began to configure the probe.
Another gravimetric distortion shock the ship and the comm went crazy. They were receiving the distress signals from the Anne and the Resolution again. But the signals were distorted somehow. Unable to receive them properly the computer automatically traced them to their source. They were coming from the black hole.
“Helm Back us off to a Safe Distance from this black hole so we don’t tear ourselves to bits” The Captain ordered she was really getting irritated they needed to get to the Anne and make sure they were ok not to mention she was starting to get another headache
“Comm signals from the Anne and the Resolution, Sir,” Wendell reported. “Are unreadable. And coming from the Hole?!?”
“Oh. Of course they are. Because if the dialation effect. It’s one of those other dangers that I was talking about earlier.”
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