Posted Sept. 18, 2020, 6:41 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Danora Allance (Engineer/Artificial Intelligence Expert) (Melissa Aragon)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tyrran Mulligan (First Officer) in The Flying Angel - Main Sim (Tag Engineer)
Posted by Commander BJ Janzen (Scientist/Mission Specialist) in The Flying Angel - Main Sim (Tag Engineer)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade JT Robinson (Helm Officer/Shuttle Pilot) in The Flying Angel - Main Sim (Tag Engineer)
It was then that the Flying Angel had its wing clipped, at least momentarily. The runabout lurched to the side as a gravimetric distortion wave rippled through the ship, causing intense turbulence and very nearly collapsing the warp field. While the source couldn’t be identified, the runabout was still on course to reach the system soon!
JT held on as the ship rocked “Well… that was fun. Commander any idea what the hell that was?”
BJ read the reading from the sensors. He didn’t like what he was seeing. “Well that was a gravimetric disturbance. Let’s not try that again. I liked my lunch.”
A slight crash as her tool box toppled, Danora cried out half in surprise and half laughter. “HEY! Thought you were gonna take care of the flying part.” She gathered her tools up and rechecked the diagnostic to be sure it was still running.
Eng/ AI Spec
As they approached, though, the Resolution could not be found on its sensor systems, though they were still receiving a transmission. It was possible the ship was simply out of view due to its position around the moon, or the ship may no longer be in orbit of that moon and the sensor system just hadn’t identified its new location yet.
BJ didn’t like that part of the ride. He kept his eyes on the sensors. He was not confident when he didn’t see the ship on the monitors. “Where’d it go?”
“Should be right here. ” =/\= Computer scan for the Resolutions current location=/\=
BJ waited for the computer to get a lock on the Resolution. He was starting to think this was not going to be a good away mission. It seemed like every mission he had gone on had not gone well. This was one of he reasons he had for avoiding command. There were others, but this was one of them.
Danora wasn’t exactly sure what was going on, but apparently they had ‘lost’ something. Calling back over her shoulder as she finished securing her parts, she laughed. “I love you guys, but first you fly off in broken equipment and now you lost something? Need me to run a computer diagnostic as well?” She didn’t realize just how precarious the situation was. Though she probably would have made the jest to help lighten the mood, even if she had.
“We didn’t ‘lose’ the Resolution… it just isn’t where its supposed to be. Totally not my fault.” JT quipped back to the engineer.
BJ waited to respond. “You can’t lose something that hasn’t been found first. Find the ship first, then we can lose it.”
“Im going to plot a course to the other side of that moon out there. maybe they are just behind it and we cant see them” JT said as he began plotting the course and scanning the area for anything.. bad
Finishing up in back, she came forward and leaned on the copilot chair. “So, you can’t find what we came to find. And you broke stuff before it was fixed to begin with. I love you guys!” She patted them on the backs with a sarcastic laugh. “So what exactly are we out here for? I was told to come fix a broken item, not that we were doing it in flight to something else.” She wasn’t upset, but now that her part was done, she was intensely curious. “As to the ‘fix’, won’t know if it will hold till we try it. System diagnostic says it is a go though.”
Leaning on the bulkhead, she watched as they started to circumnavigate the moon to find what they ‘hadn’t lost… yet’.
BJ didn’t mind that much. She needed to know why they were going here in the first place. “The Resolution sent a distress signal. We’re going to see what can be done to help. It’s good to have someone from each department here. You might be doing more repairs. But we don’t know yet.”
As they rounded the moon their sensors revealed… Nothing. There was no ship at the coordinates, and no sign that a ship had ever been there. Moments later the comm came to life with another distress call. The transmission was so garbled they couldn’t understand it, but it was definitely from the Resolution. The computer was able to triangulate the source. It was coming from the direction of the Memorial and the black hole. The moon was made of an odd ferrometallic compound, which was acting like a giant mirror. The signal bounced off the moon and headed back, making it appear that the ship had been here when it fact it never had been.
Danora pushed away from the wall and leaned over the copilot’s seat back. “Wait… is that reading correct? The signal is back that way?” She pointed back towards the Memorial. “That means…” She frowned and shook her head. “Are they in the hole?” She bit her lip and shivered mentally, not realizing her body had shaken as well.
“Anyone else starting to get the feeling we are on a wild goose chase?” JT asked sarcastically. =/\= Computer, calculate ETA to the Resolutions new location at best possible speed =/\=
=/\= At maximum warp you will reach the specified coordinates in 6.7 hours. =/\=
BJ read over the data coming in. If it was right the Resolution was either in or at least very close to the black hole. That was not a good sign. “If the readings are right, this craft isn’t getting anywhere near that ship. We’ll get as close as we can but if the Resolution is either in or close to the black hole; we don’t have the power to get to it or pull it out.”
Danora frowned. “Certainly not. And I, for one, have no desire to actually attempt to see what’s on the other side.” She laughed, but it was a nervous one. Who hadn’t, at some point in their life, grown curious where ‘everything’ went in a black hole? She knew, scientifically, that it was crushed into oblivion, along with light, but that never computed with most brains and an ‘out on the other side’ was often debated by those not feint of heart of speculate.
“Ok, so question is, if that’s where it’s at… how do we fetch it back?” She new the small craft they were in wouldn’t work, but she turned and went back to her tool box where her PaDD was and sat cross legged on the floor. Her mind started working and her fingers started typing. What if we could use the Memorial as an anchor to ‘extend’ our reach towards the hole? she mentally asked herself, and began to try and work on calculations on how to get the Memorial to anchor them in place close enough to ‘pull’ the other ship from the verge of darkness it was on.
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