Posted Oct. 4, 2020, 11:20 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Danora Allance (Engineer/Artificial Intelligence Expert) (Melissa Aragon)
Posted by Commander BJ Janzen (Scientist/Mission Specialist) in The Flying Angel - Main Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade JT Robinson (Helm Officer/Shuttle Pilot) in The Flying Angel - Main Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tyrran Mulligan (First Officer) in The Flying Angel - Main Sim
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.
“Well first step is getting as close as we can” JT said as he entered the course making sure to set the end coordinates at a safe distance from the black hole.
=/\= Warning: Selected destination is a black hole, =/\= said the computer.
=/\=Acknowledged, please continue monitoring the black hole and adjust destination coordinates as needed to exit warp at a safe distance should there be any changes to the size or gravity pull of the black hole =/\=
Once he was sure they would drop out of warp and not be crushed he engaged the engines.
(OOC: I fixed this to say, not be crushed as I had left the word “not” out originally
The Angel entered warp, speeding back toward the Memorial and the black hole.
“Once we get there we can figure out the hows as it will all depend on where the ship actually is. With any luck, its not too close to the event horizon that it wont be too hard to pull out.”
BJ listened to the conversations around him. He didn’t like where this was going. He wasn’t sure if the Angel could actually pull out the ship.
JT could see the concern on BJ’s face “If the Res is close to the black hole we are looking at a tough time helping them, but lucky for you guys and the Res, you have the best pilot in the fleet at the helm”
A few moments later they received the “echo” of the original transmission as it bounced off the moon.
=/\= Mayday, this… Resolution… distortion… offline… failing… required. =/\= A ship’s automated disaster beacon began to sound and the computer chirped that it had received a data packet that was imbedded in the transmission. It was standard procedure for this to be a readout of the ship’s coordinates, but the computer couldn’t open the file due to the corrupted signal.
“Commander, we are getting something. Looks like a corrupted file… Danora, how are you with corrupted files? Think you can do something with it, it should be the coordinates we need.”
“If we can’t decrypt it here; we’ll pass it on to the Memorial. If we can pass the co-ordinates to the Memorial.” BJ was thinking that the Flying Angel wasn’t quite powerful enough to make much a difference.
Danora bit her lip. “I can try…” She moved to the console near the back where she had been working and tried to see what she could make of the signal and the embedded coordinates. “Hopefully Memi can help out,” she murmured to herself. Memi popped into her head as the name for the Memorial’s AI. She wasn’t sure why it popped in at that moment, but she ignored the trail the thought was taking a tangent off to and came back to work on the project at hand hoping the connection to the ship’s computer would be able to help her somewhat.
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