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Posted Jan. 27, 2021, 10:15 a.m. by Commander Garinder'Jen th'Jir (Executive Officer) (Gene Gibbs)

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Bridge Main Sim

Posted by Commander Garinder’Jen th’Jir (Executive Officer) in Bridge Main Sim

Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (GM) in Bridge Main Sim
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=^= I am confident that all will go according to protocols Captain. If there is an interruption I am sure that it will make Mr Jenkins’ day to have this opportunity. =^= He was about to say ‘good hunting’ but instead changed that to =^= Fare well Captain. We’ll keep things together here. =^=

And figure out how to best take things apart there if need be. He could wreck that carrier, but that wouldn’t do too well to likely keep the Captain alive. But there were other ways to do this. But they needed to get on some of these repairs. They had 300 engineers or ‘associated crew’ that could help. That was 100 per shift in a day and at least then 500 effective man hours each shift with possibly 1500 in a 24 hour period. Surely ‘that’ would get them ahead.

=^= Bridge to Engineering. Status report on damage repairs =^=
- Jen, XO

Revna left the shuttle bay and returned to the counseling suite. After determining there were no pressing appointments, they all decided that their hands could be put to better use as man hours in helping with what repairs could be completed or started. The rest of the counseling staff took it upon themselves to report to those departments they felt they could cause the least amount of trouble in. They all had their interests and of course basic engineering courses from the Academy, their hands, they all figured, could be put to use helping the ship.

Revna proceeded to the bridge, not sure if Cmdr Jen would want her point of view of the meeting with Alfo and Shade or not, but she proceeded there anyway and she could find out what he wanted her to do. Minutes later she stepped off the turbolift and onto the bridge. Her boots making a clean but muted sticatto on the carpet as she stepped out. “Cmdr.” she said in greeting.
Lt Edman, Counselor

While Jen was waiting for the reports to be compiled - it wasn’t like they only had some paint scratched, though that was a small blessing as they ‘looked’ fine on the outside - he was more concerned over what exactly was going to happen with the material needs. Starships were fine for general damage and being able to patch things up and move on. This was like they’d been dragged through razor-frost and hung out to bleed out. Navigating their way around to getting materials without selling technology was potentially a sticky subject. His antennae picked up the approach of someone before he turned.

“Counselor,” he replied. He had recalled she had been down at the meet and greet. “Your opinion on our pirate guests?”
- Jen, XO

“They are very good at what they do. Alfo seems affable and reasonable on the outside, but it’s a game for him. He’ll remain that way as long as he gets what he wants. He claims he wants us and our superior ship to leave him in peace, so he will give us materials in exchange for it. He likes to show off his position and his medals and accomplishments. He wants others to be in awe of him. Shade is a totally different scenario. I have honestly never met a more scary man. He didn’t speak a word the whole time, except when he got caught out. When they realized their weapons and communicators didn’t work, impressed or surprised I can’t tell. But our gift of a peace offering made him extremely mad. He took it as an insult of some kind. Apparently, the offering of a gift means they owe us at some later date. That may work in the captain’s favor. They were ready to leave and return to their ship and the captain came up with this idea that she have dinner with them on their ship. They were surprised but very eager to get her and her staff on board. Whether for good or ill intentions, is hard to say. The captain requested to make repairs at their base, but Alfo is reluctant to give her the location, that we could easily over power them. I think he’s just trying to flatter her.” She had advised the captain not to go. She glanced, finally at the view screen and she turned back to the XO. “That is their ship? To be that big, they have to either be extremely successful or they have a backer.”
Lt. Edman, Counselor

“So the nature of the beast is essentially a bribe? They recognize we don’t belong here, don’t want us here. To use a Terran expression, ‘here’s your hat, what’s your hurry’?” Jen inquired as clarification. The Captain on board could be a calculated risk to get something out of them, though. Shade, from the visuals that he saw, was someone who was like a mafia enforcer, which made him the more dangerous of the two. Alfo could play the flamboyant crime boss. But they weren’t dealing with a crime lord in his lair but one who had a very large and very powerful footprint that was not far off their bow. He shook his head. “No, it is the other way around. We have the tech on the ship to get the upper hand. Once docked or close in they have numbers and ability and they know it. The only thing, I think, that they want to avoid is that not having their base advertised. They don’t trust us to keep that secret.” He glanced at Edman. “With good reason. They don’t know us. We don’t know them. But that,” he said, pointing to their ship, “is not a low profile pirate ship that scurries back to its hole after a raid. THAT can easily upset the balance of power - and we don’t know if there are more of them. Support ships. Smaller sally vessels.” For all they knew they could simply be biding for time until they could bring in reinforcements. “Tell me, did they, even though we, in theory, bettered them, seem like they were beaten? Or waiting.”

Revna shook her head, “It was clear that Alfo wants to get rid of us, but the chance at getting, like a Ferengi, profit out of this encounter was too appealing. He asked for a tour of the ship and our technology, even though he knew he wouldn’t get it. He didn’t press, but Atlantis would be a huge boon to his riches. They are waiting, for reinforcements or waiting us out, I can’t say, I wouldn’t be surprised it it is both. He, and if his conformational nod from Shade is truthful, are eager to not get in a fire fight with us again. They took damage, but were not as concerned as I would expect over the severity of it. That could be that they are good at playing poker, or they know they can get help easily.” Revna paused, silent, thinking over it. “Mayans. They worked like the old Mayan kings of ancient Earth. They had two kings, one for peace time and one for war. The other becoming the main advisor of the other. Alfo and Shade worked together like that. I’m sorry commander, they were hard to read, and I’m no telepath. The only thing I am sure of, is they are dangerous, not just in numbers, but in tactics. I got the feeling this meeting was nothing more than information gathering for them.”

“For them and for us. We are the wild card in the deck that has just been dealt into this sector. The longer we are here the more they,” Jen began, pointing to the pirates and intimating beyond, “will want to look under the hood and put this card in their hand. I suspect that more than just them are thinking the same thing and how to do it.” By showing off their superiority they had a big target on their backs. “Their operations base is likely in this field so they’re not too worried so long as they can get back or get a tow. I wonder if engineering can mock up a trace of some kind to pop on their hull. Is there anyone from Science or engineering who can tell us whether we have a tech that they aren’t detecting - subspace transceiver maybe? - that we can attach?”

The long forgotten probe reported back to the bridge. It located a 29 ton asteroid with a course and speed that was inconsistent with the asteroids in their proximity. It was almost as if a ship had pushed it with a tractor beam… a technology they had not seen in this quadrant as of yet.

GM

OOC: 29 tons or 29 million? A 30 ton hunk of rock is only about 5 cubic yards so 15 feet to a side.

OOC: Yup 29 tons. Also please remember the probe was being followed by 2 fighters.
OOC: Whoops .. had forgotten that fact, er, had had it stored somewhere in the cerebral archives … Gene

“Well, look what we have here,” Jen said. -=^= Computer magnify image and scans from the probe. =^=

=^= Engineering to the bridge. =^= he said.
- Jen, XO

=^=
Lt Edman, Counselor

=^= Bridge to Lt Loughty. Please attend us up here. I have a mystery for your particular skillset. =^=
- Jen, XO

The asteroid wasn’t particularly remarkable its materials were consistent with the other hunks of rock that populated this area of space. The rock was flat on one side and curved on the other. If anything it looked like a very craggly muffin top.

GM

While Jen waited for both engineering and science to respond, his eyes narrowed and antennae focused. “Note the course of that asteroid long enough to get a straight line trajectory. Then redirect the probe back the way the asteroid came from.” He looked at the counselor. “My guess is that the occupants of their base gave that a push so that it wouldn’t damage them. Have continuous sensor reports from the probe directed to us. If, and I say If I am right on this the fighter pilots might guess that too and take out the probe. I want as much information as I can off of it.”

But he still wanted input from Engineering and Science too on this. He could think of many things; they could confirm it or tell them he was full of it.
- Jen, XO

Revna nodded, and pulled on that long forgotten command training that she’d never really used. “Do we know how strong their communications are? Is it possible those fighters warned the base of our probe? The they sent out other ships to push that asteroid to divert us?” Misdirection was always a good tactic, especially when dealing with unknowns.
Lt. Edman, Counselor

Jen shook his head and added a Terran ‘shrug’ to accompany it. “I don’t know. That is possible,” he said in a tone that strongly suggested he was mulling that. Yes they knew that the Atlantis was looking for something and were dancing about on the edge of making nice as they knew in that moment anyway that they had the advantage. Destroying their probe that wasn’t going anywhere special could have annoyed, well, him. Right now ‘Jen’ was unknown to them and that was a good thing. “We’ll find out, and we have more probes.” He looked at Edman with a half smile. “That asteroid likely is on a straight line course, but science could better inform me of that. That means something is on the ‘push’ side of it, be it another ship or something bigger. A tractor beam would be a new tech we’ve not seen yet from them. Perhaps it is something that is only available on large structures or that carrier would have played dodge ball with us. We’re flying blind in this asteroid field but one thing we now know - something pushed that rock. What and where is that something?”
- Jen, XO


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