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Where does she get those wonderful toys...Science Dept...When the past doesn't match the future or the present

Posted Dec. 5, 2023, 7:02 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Tenzing Trainor (Chief Operations Officer/Science Chief) (Ray Branch)

Posted by Civilian Jessa Novar (Child) in Where does she get those wonderful toys…Science Dept…When the past doesn’t match the future or the present

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tenzing Trainor (Chief Operations Officer/Science Chief) in Where does she get those wonderful toys…Science Dept…When the past doesn’t match the future or the present

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tenzing Trainor (Chief Operations Officer/Science Chief) in Where does she get those wonderful toys…Science Dept…When the past doesn’t match the future or the present
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Kelly wasn’t sure where the operations officer was on the sliding scale of the most recent conflict. She knew he had to be somewhere between burn the witch and can we convert her, yes we can but few people were all the way to the extreme of each group. Most were falling in the middle where they were not actively provoking her but keeping a healthy distance away. If Kelly had the time, she would have brought Jessa into the fold in microscopic increments but she did not have the time. During her last communique with Starfleet, she had been given strict orders. Get intell from the girl and learn how much was reality and how much was a fantasy about her claims. Usually, she would have been open with her crew about why she was going to be asking them to do things that felt odd; however, at times even she was not at liberty to say why she was giving orders. She had meetings lined up with most of the department heads individually forgoing her normal routine of handing out orders in a staff meeting. Today Tenzig Trainor was up and she was waiting for the chime at her door.

Kelly Bordeaux

Tenzing had lost the formalities years ago. After all, he’s had far too many run-ins with Q, has been to distant galaxies more than once, and has even found himself at odds with an extermination race. Trainor shuffled up to the Captain’s Ready Room and pressed the chime. Not knowing what the CO had in store for him, the man waited somewhat patiently to be called in.

Trainor
CSO/COO

“Come,” Kelly clicked off her console and clasped her hands looking at the door where the Operations chief had just entered. Of all her meetings in the past twenty-four hours, Kelly had been excited for lack of a better word about meeting with Trainor. The operations chief was a juxtaposition of looks and intelligence that did not marry up. Physically he looked like a newly minted academy cadet about twenty years old and ready to take on the world. The only feature that did not match up with this assessment was Tenzig Trainor’s eyes. While he was quick to laugh, smirk, or smile, Tenzig’s eyes held the weight of his actual age which was more in line with the rest of the senior staff’s. She needed this change from the hostile to the humorous although when she gave Tenzig his orders, he might get a bit feisty.

“Tenzig Trainor,” Kelly replied with an upbeat tone no one had heard in the past twenty-four hours. “Please come have a seat,” she gestured to him.

“I have been meeting with the senior staff about our current situation individually.” Kelly did not expand past this. If Tenzig was going to tender his transfer this would be the perfect opportunity. If he was going to stay he would be asking for orders.

“I know you are getting reports and data from various departments but I want to compartmentalize the information.” Kelly grew more serious than she typically was during meetings. “It is not to pit the crew against each other like some celestial Thunderdome but to cover as much ground as we can in the next week. We have been ordered to the Vespan System. It is remote and isolated and we are to hold there until we receive further orders. Normally I tell you everything I know when I know it but for now, this is all I have been granted access to give you. Okay now to the fun part,” she smiled slightly.

“I need you to help me figure out what this is and does.” On the table was a jar that Kelly opened and took the lid off. Dipping her fingers into the clear gel-like substance, she rubbed into the tips of her fingers very slowly and very gently. “It is odorless, colorless, and has the viscosity of kid’s slime and completely harmless based on medical scans.” Scientists tended to be over-cautious or under-cautious. They rarely tended to be in the middle ground. By touching it and explaining it, Kelly assumed it would be enough for Tenzig to do the same. “I know you have seen some crazy things in your travels but have you ever seen anything like this?”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

”…and we’re certain this isn’t some changeling?” Tenzing asked jokingly as he reached into the container to have a feel. After a moment, Trainor shook his head and removed his hand.

“Chicken,” she taunted him slightly with a smile before dragging her fingers over the edge of the glass jar and wiping it off. The clear but slightly bluish gel ran down the edge on the glass and re-incorporated itself with the rest of the liquid inside.

“I haven’t come across anything like this, though the Ark Angel may have a similar occurrence in their database, but where was it found?”

The man didn’t want to be anywhere near it if it did happen to be part of a larger living space creature.

Trainor
CSO/COO

“In the Caelum supercluster which is one point four billion miles from here,” Kelly wrinkled up her nose feeling frustrated with the situation. “It is part of the alien tech we now are trying to understand.” Turning in her seat, Kelly clicked on the wall PaDD and brought up a security feed from the brig. The feed looked normal as it played with a three-man security team monitoring the prisoners in the brig. That was until one of the armored aliens beamed into the Brig. As the alien drew their weapon, a substance with expelled and then attached to the security guards. The substance appeared to splatter on impact and then roll up the body as if gravity was not a factor before settling over the chest and face of the security guards incapacitating them.” Pausing the feed, Kelly looked at Trainor.

“This is how we know it is non-toxic and non-lethal. The security officers check out in perfect health. Almost imperceptibly healthier in fact. Their vitals were good and they are being held in sickbay but your job is to figure out what this substance is, how we use it, and what should we not do with it.”

Moving the jar closer to him, Kelly looked Trainor in the eyes. “Come on. Touch it. You know you want to.”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

Tenzing rolled his eyes. “Captain, if I touch that and it knocks a few more years off, I may as well be in diapers.” The Ops Officer exclaimed. The man did find it a bit enticing, so he reached out a bit and stuck his hand in the jar. “Though clearly, we shouldn’t fling it unless we want to incapacitate someone....” Trainor said as he motioned to the security guard on the screen with the slime covering his torso. Tenzing kept his hand in the goo, waiting a few moments to see if anything were to happen.

Trainor
CSO/COO

“Tenzig,” she screamed his name out wanting to startle him as she could see him intently studying the goo. The instant he flinched the good seemed to harden like cement around his hand. It not only hardened but slowly seemed to be growing up the side of the jar like the blob from the ancient B movies in the twentieth century where a blob of jelly consumed a movie theater or the rest of the town.

“What the....!?” Trainor exclaimed, trying to remove his hand harder. This tactic only appeared to make the thing grasp onto the man’s hand even harder.

As the goo now made the small jar a part of his hand, Kelly leaned back and relaxed as if nothing was wrong. Watching Tenzing trying to extract his hand, Kelly took a sip of her coffee. “I am no scientist but the thing seems sentient almost. Notice how it reacted and is reacting to your panic about trying to get your hand out of the jar? Kinda reminds me of a Chinese finger trap once you get stuck in it.”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

“Well surely it has abandonment issues then!” Tenzing responded. The Ops Officer temporarily gave up trying to release his hand and calmed down a bit. The glob didn’t harden until he got startled, so either the glob was started too, or was reacting to Trainor’s emotions. “Maybe once I’ve calmed down some more, it’ll release my hand,” He said.

Trainor
OPS/SCI

“It is what happened with the bound security officers,” Kelly stated before bringing up a clip of the take over of the brig.

Playing it back, Trainor might not be interested in the way Jessa subdued the men but her words to the men. Snapping her hands into a fist, Jessa yelled out the words, “Contain and restrain”. Small ports opened on her knuckles spraying a thick oily substance onto the men. “Please please stop struggling. It is not going to hurt you I promise. It is what we use for crowd control and restraint. I am not going to hurt you.”

Kelly fast-forwarded the clip a few seconds before letting it finish playing it out.

Moving over to him, Jessa knelt down next to him. “Retract for communication,” she called out as she touched the officer’s lips.

“I concur that it has to be tactically activated in some form. See how when the struggling stops the goo loses viscosity?” Kelly nodded to the video clip and to the COO’s hand with the goo. “My question is how?”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

“Oh, I really hope this isn’t biological....” Trainor said with disgust, watching the slime fall back into the container from his hand, ” But, I’m surprised Petter or Gravel haven’t tried to find ways to weaponize it in the name of Starfleet.” Tenzing tapped the table a few times in thought, then looked back up at the Captain. “Has the doc taken a blood sample?” He asked. “I’m curious about the ports on the knuckles.....”

Trainor
COO/CSO

bump :)

“Yes we have several from Jessa and the most recent,” Kelly let out a frustrated guttural sound in her throat before speaking, “showed traces.” The pause was long and almost painful which matched the expression on Kelly’s face. Her normal smile or smirk had been replaced with a tight-lipped frown. Gripping her coffee mug, Kelly drummed her fingers on the ceramic surface. “Showed traces of phenylcyclohexyl piperidine or more commonly called PCP or aptly in this scenario Angel Dust.” Taking a sip of her drink. Since Jessa has never had this in her blood and I am reasonably certain none of us gave the kid illicit drugs our running theory is that she got it from the suit.

“Anyway back to the ports on the suit,” Kelly circled back to the question Tenzig asked. “After having a conversation with Jessa about the drug in her system which she called a battle drug, it was determined the suit can be activated without use of the battle drug. This is good,” Kelly looked at Tenzig with a smile.

“This means that when you are with her and she activates the weapon that comes out of those knuckle ports, Jessa won’t be a drug riddled addict. So are you free tomorrow for an investigation of them?”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

“You want me to go near that crazy child?” Tenzing asked in disbelief. The man wasn’t one to shy away from a tough situation, but he had enough experience with the craziness to last several lifetimes. “You’ll have security accompany me, yes?” Trainor asked.

COO/CSO

“No,” Kelly said looking at Tenzig like he was crazy for suggesting needing armed support when dealing with someone who broke out of the Brig and attempted to take over the ship. “Trust me it’s her mouth that is a more deadly weapon than those pulse cannons on her wrists.” Letting out a defeated sigh, she leaned back in her seat. Kelly could understand Tenzig’s apprehension. The rumor mill had been chugging along recently like a runaway train that was on fire once the news had gotten out Jessa had taken on Mardusk.

Tenzing rolled his eyes and shifted in his chair. He was about to go into the lioness’s den, and the Captain knew it.

“So you heard she went toe to toe against Gravel but the part no one mentions is that she didn’t win.” Kelly’s voice has a bit of a pleading quality to it along with a healthy dose of the ‘you can do this’ tone all commanders took on when trying to pump up their officers. “Besides she respects authority so all you have to do is tap into that commanding officer quality and set the rules from the start along with your expectations. Let’s try it,” she waved her hand at Tenzig in a rolling motion. “Show me your officer tone. How would you set expectations?”

Tenzing sat up a bit after hearing the CO’s comments. “For one, Captain, I’d call Q back in here and have him age me another 20 years…” Trainor said sarcastically, referring to his obvious teenage appearance. “I’ll have no trouble walking in there and meeting with her, but I can’t promise results just yet, Captain.”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

Trainor
COO/CSO

“I have the utmost faith in you,” she smiled at Trainor. “I will have her in your labs tomorrow at 1000 hours after she sees Rinker. She will be with O’Neill and as part of the four-man security team but if you don’t want them in there with you, you can send them out.” Kelly knew that would probably never happen but she would offer. “Anything else?”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

OOC: Do you want to start the science thread or should I ~ Kate

Tenzing shook his head no. The man already knew she was going to be angry as heck after being passed around each department, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve. Trainor was at least more calm that security would be on standby, though he knew they wouldn’t be needed.

“I guess I’ll see her tomorrow morning, Cap,” Tenzing said, standing up from his chair.

Trainor
CSO/OPS

“Thank you, Tenzig,” Kelly said sincerely. “I mean that really. Thank you.”

OOC: Yes please, paint the scene please :)

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0800 hours the next day in the science labs
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Jessa walked into the space tentatively looking around. She knew Lexi worked in the labs but so far had not seen any real working space on the Atlantis except for the medical suites. The room looked like the typical labs only with far fewer people in the room. If she didn’t see a need to be here, Jessa would have balked more in coming; however, she did need something. Like most kids, Jessa only saw what was directly in front of her nose. Her plan had been to come here, retrieve the Prism, and then return home. What Jessa didn’t count on was the physical aspect of returning home. The journey was far longer than she realized and without provisions, she would return home as a corpse. To avoid this Jessa needed a replicator and the only way to get one was to steal it or steal the tech on how to make one.

Jessa looked at O’Neill and began to explore slightly. Not being able to read their language meant Jessa could only guess at what was in some of the vials, beakers, and canisters. Moving over to an area that appeared to be botanical, she reached up to touch a petal from some blooming plant.

Jessa Novar

“Pretty isn’t it?” Tenzing asked, peering up from his industrial microscope at the station nearby. The young man pushed the microsope into its slot and approached Jessa. “I’m Lieutenant Commander Trainor, Chief of Science and Operations, and you must be our guest, Jessa?” Trainor said rhetorically. He was sort of able to get a reading on Jessa’s state of mind, but since she was a kid, a dominant emotion was hard to pin point.

Trainor
OPS/CSO

She was concentrating so hard on the flower in front of her that Jessa jumped a bit retracting her hand once she heard Trainor’s voice. “No,” she immediately responded without thinking. Biting her bottom lip, Jessa did not finish the rest of her sentence. Her immediate goal was not to re-educate the crew as it was when she arrived. Since the death of her compatriots, it was more important to play nice and make friends until someone came to rescue her. “It is more than pretty. It’s beautiful. What is it,” she reversed her stance on how she wanted to comment. Don’t be obstinate. Be pleasant, she reminded herself asking a question hoping it would create a small amount of rapport between him and her.

As he spoke, Jessa did not really listen to his answer but focused on the man himself. He was young, handsome, and in charge of the department if she understood their ranking system. Nodding as he finished telling her about the flower, Jessa posed another question that was of more interest to her at the moment. “Aren’t you a little young to be an officer in charge?” Her age and immaturity allowed her to ask the question that from anyone else might have seemed like borderline insubordination or lacking all manners. The questioning look on her face indicated Jessa was actually more confused or skeptical. “Did your predecessor die or…get promoted?”

Jessa Novar

Tenzing had a slight smile as he noticed Jessa fighting herself internally. “Neither actually,” Trainor stated as he rounded the station. In all honesty, the man wasn’t sure what happened to his predecessor but that his arrival helped fit two roles aboard the ship. “On paper, I’m about 38, but I keep finding myself at the other end of a powerful being’s jokes from time to time.....” Trainor didn’t think that using his age appearance could actually benefit them, but he did want to see how far that would take them to getting the information they needed. “So I spend my days as a 19-year-old, though I’ve yet to see if I’ll age or stay the same....”

Trainor
OPS/CSO

“Do you mean God,” she looked at him with a far more reverence. “God has granted you eternal youth?” Jessa was dumbfounded by this revelation. She had never heard of such a divination but the things one could do with it. “So why did you pick 19? I mean it is not that old I guess,” she shrugged as if Tenzig picked his eternal age to be 50 years old, “but are you old enough to do things like drink spirits and such?”

Jessa Novar

Tenzing raised a brow and shook his head, “No, no God.... God-Like, but certainly not immune to ethers around us,” The Science Chief explained,” I also didn’t choose this, though I have some thought on why this age was thrown upon me, rather than something older or far younger.” Lt Cmdr Trainor added. The thought of his situation being eternal was scary enough for him to ponder calling up the Q, though that would most likely cause more issues.

Trainor
OPS/CSO

Jessa resisted pointing out that there was only one God so no one could be God-like. This meant that God granted him a divinity she had never heard of but still a divinity. Later she would explain why Tenzig should be grateful. For now, Jessa was here to show him some tech and figure out as best she could their tech. “So Ian said you had some questions about how our technology works. What would you like to learn about first?”. Reaching into her pocket, Jessa pulled out several of the small balls that the security feed showed she used in the promenade. In her hand, they looked like ball bearings but these same balls allowed four people to almost take over the entire promenade.

Jessa Novar

” I guess we can start with those,” Tenzing stated. The Science Chief stared at the ball-bearing-like objects, then back at Jessa. “How are the constructed?” Trainor asked. The lab was automatically scanning the objects, so they didn’t raise suspicion with the girl. His goal was to find a way to later recreate these objects.

Trainor
CSO/COO


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