Posted March 14, 2023, 9:03 p.m. by Gamemaster Fossa (Gamemaster) (Sage Pennington)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Main sim - Away Team
Posted by Captain Orvos Legen (Commanding Officer) in Main sim - Away Team
Posted by Gamemaster Fossa (Gamemaster) in Main sim - Away Team
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The transporter chief received coordinates for an away team transport. He looked over what they needed from him, and it seemed perfectly doable. Though he couldn’t help but wonder what the interest in an empty ship was.
Seemingly first in, Ros stepped through the doors and nodded to the transporter chief. “Any problem with the co-ordinates?” He asked as he turned for the pad. “Residual radiation, ionization of the hull from the anomaly? Loose chronitons about to turn half the away team back into children?” Stepping onto the pad he turned around and looked to see if anyone else was arriving, the green in his eyes then turning to the transporter chief in case there was any of those things present.
Lt Cmdr Akirel, CE
“Not that I can tell, sir.” The chief smiled. “Don’t quite understand the layout of this ship, but I should be dropping you on the bridge.”
The door opened and the Ops Chief walked in. He looked at Ros and nodded. “Hey, Chief. You ready to go say to our new friend over there?” he said with a half smile.
Hammor, Ops Chief
Behind him was the redhead XO, outfitted with a duty belt with a type II phaser, tricorder, a few other odds and ends, and a rifle in hand. No hazard suit or armor though. It was doubtful they’d run into anything hostile anyway. “They should have that ship tractored away from the anomaly by now. I’d be more worried about hard radiation we weren’t picking up through the hull. But the bridge should be sufficiently far enough away from any major sources.”
Stepping up to the pad, she set herself, legs bent giving a little bounce, muzzle aimed at the deck in a low ready and waited for the rest of the team to take the pad. Tilting her head to one side and then the other there were a few pops each way.
“Let’s get this show on the road. Energize.”
Lt Cmdr Stone, XO
“Aye.” The chief replied. He slid his fingers up the console and the USS Athena vanished from view. It was swiftly replaced by the clear signs of a Starfleet ship’s bridge. It had the right layout to be Federation make. As the life signs and movement of the away team were detected, the consoles awoke and projected holographic controls. There was no sign of anyone on the ship’s bridge, living or dead, who hadn’t just come from the Athena.
Hammor moved immediately to the Ops console and looked, but didn’t touch, at the readouts. He also looked to see if any any security lockdowns were in place or if the life pods has been jettisoned.
The ship was at a yellow alert, but no lockdowns were in place, no life pods had been jettisoned.
When Liam finished materializing, his eyes glanced around the empty bridge. Seeing such a sight set him on edge as he felt the symbiotic creature react to his discomfort. Thankfully it won’t do anything, but knowledge the rise in his adrenaline.
“I’m going to try to access the logs and see what comes up. Hopefully the data is not corrupted.” Liam promptly stepped toward the nearest station. His hand reached out to the holographic controls, seeing if they responded to his touch.
-CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci.
The controls did react to Liam’s touch.
“Wait!” Hammor said. “The ship is at yellow alert. Anyone not registered as crew trying to access the computer will cause an alert. If the ship has any defense systems, that may trigger them. Try just inputting your ID verification first.” Hammor turned to the Ope station and did the same.
When Hammor shouted, Liam froze in place until the CE finished. The fact the console reacted to his touch told him the ship wasn’t stuck in time or disabled in some fashion. If it had been, he might’ve suspected sabotage.
“Right,” Liam said as he entered his ID code.
Entry of Hammor’s ID code seemed to flummox the ship’s computer for just a second, and then the ops station was usable.
Hammor began running a diagnostic on all systems, as well as internal scans of the entire ship.
The ship’s systems seemed intact, but there were engine and weapon designs incorporated that were totally unfamiliar to Hammor.
Serena moved to check each hatch to see if it was responsive. Seeing that the ships’ systems were responsive was welcome but also a little unsettling. “Give a shout if you find something.” Assuming the security team would settle into a defensive posture while assisting, she made her way to the ready room.
If the hatch opened, she would proceed inside and begin checking the terminal access there, looking for any logs left by any of the senior officers or commanding officer, as much as her authorization codes would allow, looking for the most recent information and working backward.
Lt Cmdr Stone, XO
The hatch to the ready room did open. The terminal there had an unfinished Captain’s log on it. Dated July 21, 2761, the log read
The mission has carried us farther than we could have anticipated. The crew is getting antsy. I feel somewhat responsible, it could’ve ended six months ago. Yet I refused to act. If I cannot bring myself to act again-
Upon catching the XO’s words, Liam nodded his understanding. His attention began looking for the logs. More specifically, the ones around the time of the yellow alert.
-CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci.
As Liam called up the logs surrounding the alert, a spectral figure of a commanding officer, in a uniform unrecognizable to any of the party, he said “Full reverse, take us away from the-“ and then he vanished.
And then the comms cut in. =/\=Athena to Away Team, did you just scan us?=/\=
Hammor replied =/\= Negative, Athena. But there was something… weird. Stand by. =/\= and he pulled his tricorder and scanned the area the figure had appeared in. “Madison, did you see that?” he asked as he watched the readings.
=/\=Acknowledged, standing by.=/\= came Orvos’s reply.
-Captain Orvos Legen, CO
Liam took a moment to process what he had seen until Hammor’s voice reached him.
“Yeah, I did. I’m just not sure what it is.” His hand already reached for his scanner, but Hammor beat him to it.
Instead he called out to the XO, “Commander Stone, we had something happen on the bridge.”
Liam decided to share his findings with the CE and the XO when she arrived.
“I found an unfinished Captain’s log. It was dated July 21, 2761.” His head scanned the area, hoping nothing else sudden appeared.
“It mentions the mission carrying them farther than expected. From the sounds of it, the mission could’ve ended six months ago if the Captain had acted. Then he speaks about what might happen if he can’t bring himself to act again before the log cuts off.”
Liam took a moment to analyze the readings.
“Based on how the log sounds, I wonder if they are in a loop of sorts and are aware of it.”
-CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci.
“You seem to have found the same log I did,” Serena replied as she looked it over, having approached quickly. “Not sure I concur.” Turning she focused on Hammor. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“To turn a phrase…” Hammor said as he concentrated on the readings.
“At this point, we’ve had two unexplained events.” Liam spoke, informing the XO with missing pieces.
“First was witnessing a transparent figure of a commanding officer. He told someone to take the ship full reverse then cut off. He abruptly vanished. Next, the Athena contacted us about having being scanned.”
Turning back to Liam she tilted her head. “Is your tricorder sophisticated enough to pick up chronometric particles and fields, Mister Madison?”
Scans would show chronitons inside the ship as well. Whatever phenomenon had brought them was gone.
Hammor looked at the XO and said “I think the Athena should pull us away from the anomaly. Chronitons on and in the ship, but no source.”
“They were supposed to be doing exactly that,” Serena said.
At her mention of the particles, Liam’s head nodded. Though his scans weren’t needed when Hammor spoke up. The Chief Operation Officer’s suggestion was wise, but Liam’s desire to get more information was stronger.
“Mister Hammor, can we determined if this ship was the source of the scan mentioned earlier? If it was, can we trace the location of where the command came from?”
-CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci
Hammor thought for a moment and then a kind of theory began to form. “What if…” and he went to the Ops station. He first looked to see if the scan had come from the empty vessel. He then went and looked at the system logs to see when the last scan was performed, and of what, and who ordered it.
Sensor logs did show a detailed scan of the Athena. Performed minutes earlier, by it seemed the ship’s operations officer. One Lieutenant Dahlia, who were she present, would have been standing exactly at the station Hammor was using.
“Scan came from here… but minutes ago. There has to be a time distortion at play here.” Hammor said.
Serena set her jaw. The idea that someone was on the ship besides them, when it was supposed to be empty was unnerving. But they were dealing with wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey business here. She turned toward Liam. “What you’re describing sounds like a temporal echo or distortion. Maybe this ship did scan the Athena but, but that doesn’t mean it was in our ‘when’.” She considered for a moment. “Madison, see if you can pull up the research logs for this vessel. Find out what they were working on. I’ll see if I can tackle it from the Command angle. If there’s another event, record as much data as you can. We may have future friends in some real trouble. And if we’re not careful we’re caught up in it too already.”
Reaching up she tapped her combadge. =^=Away Team to Athena. How we doin’ on that tractor beam?=^=
Lt Cmdr Stnoe, XO
“Yes, of course.” Liam stated, taking note of what the XO said.
She was correct about the ‘when’ part, but the CSO knew they had to start somewhere. Location instead of time just happened to come to his thoughts first. He immediately began
“I hope we’re not, I prefer things not get too complicated.”
-CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci.
After a brief pause, the ship lurched into motion, being pulled toward the Athena. Among the research logs were mostly weapons tests and the stray data picked up on a bizarre path through the sector. The ship’s general logs suggested that the Federation was at war, and for 10 months this vessel had been a serving as a warship.
Serena immediately began diving into what she could of the war records, looking for who and why, as well as what their capabilities were like. If this ship had been part of some new experimental weapons test, or subjected to an enemy experimental weapon, they needed to know about it. As for the stray data, she quickly highlighted it, and sent it to the boys, Madison and Hammor. “What do you two make of that,” she said. Her tone was almost casual. They were her team, as much as she was theirs. And sure, there was rank at play but so far she’d not needed it and simply chose to operate as colleagues and friends.
As often happens with war, the why was murky at best. The who, however, was crystal clear. Within the Federation itself, several member systems had formed a more successful iteration of the maquis. The Federation was at war with itself.
=/\=Athena to Away Team, your ship is in tow now. Any updates?=/\=
-Captain Orvos Legen, CO
Hammor looked at the course data. “Well, without knowing what was specifically going on at that time, I would say they were either looking for something… or trying to hide from someone.” He had a thought. “Commander, I’m gonna try something. Don’t know if it will work.” He opened the Ops station logs. He chose the last entry from Lieutenant Dahlia, flagged it for priority review, and added a note: Lt. Cmdr. Hammor, USS Athena Ops Chief, currently on board your vessel. Can you see this? “If they are on board but in a time-shift, the image we saw and the scan from here would seem to suggest there may be some kind of quantum-entanglement. If we change something in the ship now, it may change it then… whenever ‘then’ is.”
The words of Hammor’s message re-ordered themselves, the screen flickering a bit as they did. Can you see this, Lt Cmdr Hammor, USS Athena Ops Chief?
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