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Main Sim-HP-4960Z Beamdown location-Outside of town (RETCON)

Posted June 16, 2022, 10:25 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade David LeDoux (Chief Medical Officer) (S. Kimmel)

Posted by Commander Kohr (First Officer) in Main Sim-HP-4960Z Beamdown location-Outside of town (RETCON)

Posted by Lieutenant LaKeitah Naisyr (Counselor) in Main Sim-HP-4960Z Beamdown location-Outside of town (RETCON)

Posted by Gamemaster GMT Phoenix (GMT) in Main Sim-HP-4960Z Beamdown location-Outside of town (RETCON)
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As Kohr examined the lock he would find it was a very early internal door type lock one that did have a key the keyhole however one was capable of looking through the keyhole next to the door was a chair that looked well used at this point however it also did not look as if there were any signs of the door being forced open on the regular so the Observation team might have a key for the said door it had to be somewhere around the shop

GMT Phoenix

NE Strong observed the XO looking at the lock, “Should we see if we have a key hiding around here for that door sir?” She asked.

Kohr looked up slowly from his crouch, his expression difficult to read. After a moment, he nodded. “Indeed, though if necessary it should not be difficult to force the door.”

Lunan had not known Commander Kohr for long, so felt initially slighted by the instruction, but realised that the Chimera‘s new XO was right regardless, “I’ll scan some of these metals and see if they correspond to some of the components used in that lock.” Farrah’s Bajoran earring seemed to twitch as he let his true scientist come out for the first time, tricorder in hand, analytical scan underway.

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

Standing carefully and turning his attention back to the main room of the shop, Kohr’s drank in the scene. Nothing appeared out of place to him, nor hastily arranged. Furniture was in good repair, if worn, and right where he would have expected it to be. Papers were stacked neatly, books tucked on shelves, and artifacts laid about as if expecting an attentive audience at any moment. Even the locked door spoke of thoughtful care, and that tugged at his mind in its own benign way. While he did not wish to make hasty assumptions, it all felt too… normal.

“I do not believe this is where they disappeared,” he growled to himself. Then he turned thoughtfully to Lunan, moving to impose himself between the man’s tricorder and the door to the street. “Can we perhaps calibrate our scans to track them? DNA? Chemicals? Even pheromones?”
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

as Lieutenant Farrah started to scan suddenly all the objects and furniture that had that type of metal in its construction began to vibrate and produce different pitches of noise depending on the object and the proximity of the Tricorder For Kohr he would hear the lock on the door vibrating and making a noise as well it seemed parts of the lock were made of the same metal If Farrah could get the frequency that the lock vibrated at they could scan for that frequency itself and possibly find the key very quickly that is if the key is in range! though once he got the frequency from the lock he would have to back away from the Lock in order to find it

GMT Phoenix

Kohr nodded and carefully moved about the small shop, starting with the most obvious locations for one to casually store a key: drawers, pegs, cubby holes, and the like. As he worked, something else gnawed at the base of his skull as he considered the vibration and its cause; if the observation team had experienced a similar incident at an inopportune time, it might explain their disappearance. Whatever metal it was that resonated with an aspect of their scans, it was an obstacle they would need to overcome in order to continue with their search. Having a kind of “technology alarm” would certainly hamper their efforts unless they managed to circumvent them.

“Once we have the key, we should determine what about our equipment resonates with the local metal,” he explained aloud. “If we cannot use our scanners without causing this… issue, it will be all the more challenging to find the missing team. I would prefer to maintain effectiveness while maintaining our cover if at all possible.”
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

The humming began to irritate Torvalds’ hearing apparatus - not quite painful, but notable enough to be an annoyance, partly because the sound was resonating in all six of his nasal cavities. Torvalds found itcurious that the metals here would have harmonic resonance when interacting with their scanning technology. It was unusual, to be sure.

“I would appreciate if you could accelerate your process,” NE Torvalds said. “This is causing me some physical discomfort.”

NE Torvalds, Engineering

“Now you have my attention,” Lunan mumbled to himself, “Commander Kohr, keep your ears open sir, we need to find a key that matches the decibel frequency of the door. Ensign Torvalds, I would recommend temporarily deactivating your hearing apparatus until we have opened the door. I will signal you when the job is done.”

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

“It’s rather interesting, if I weren’t so concerned with maintaining my cover, the phenomenon would be interesting to investigate further,” NE Strong commented softly, she continued to look around for anything that might be useful toward their main mission goal of finding the observation team.

~NE Strong~

OOC So Just a quick Update any scans that the ship Conducted will have detected its class M and just about all the lifeforms however something is masking the Lifeforms of the Observation team and that masking can not be pinpointed

Lieutenant Farrah manages to get the frequency quite easily and if he takes a closer look at the scan he would find that as long as they do low power scans it should not activate any more of this type of metal Once the Frequency has been isolated It seems that the only other source is coming form the Cash Register

GMT Phoenix

Lunan stepped over to the strange machine on the desk and recognised it as a cash register, an old currency storage device from Earth’s 19th, 20th and 21st Centuries, “The other source is coming from this machine; if Starfleet has taught me anything about human history, it should open like this,” Lunan pulled a lever on the side of the machine and waited to see what happened.

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

The Drawer popped open and the drawer was in fact segmented for cash handling the sound seemed to be coming from under the Drawer which could obviously be lifted out under which they would find a ring of keys one of which was Vibrating fearcly giving them the key they needed to access the locked room

GMT Phoenix

Ensign Lane Alworth materialized in the middle of what appeared to be some type of mercantile establishment. It took him a moment to acclimate to the lighting and the fact that this body didn’t quite respond the same way he was used to.

“Who are you?”

“I’m one of Chimera’s physicians, Ensign Lane Alworth,” he said. Even his mouth felt wrong. “Modifications to Dr. LeDoux were simply impractical so I’m taking his place.”

“Impractical?”

“Adding nearly 20% to his height sounds impractical to me,” Alworth said. “What is this place?”

Ensign Lane Alworth, played by LtJg David LeDoux

Kohr froze, glancing at the newly-arrived ensign with a mixture of chagrin and bafflement. Why were crewmen being beamed down without proper briefing? He would make it a point to address this with the command staff after the mission, assuming they didn’t befall the same fate as the missing observation team. The Klingon’s instincts told him this was not where they had disappeared from—it was too orderly, too mundane. But without any other leads they were stuck hunting in circles.

Seeing that the mystery behind the door was about to be solved, Kohr instead continued to look for any records the team might have left behind.
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

“Commander,” Lunan called to Kohr, “I believe this key is the one we need to get that door open,” the CSO held out the key with the vibrating frequency to the Klingon with a determined look on his face.

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

The key did infact open the door inside they would find Federation boxes cots computers and other things this belonged to the Observation team which was why the door was clearly locked and guarded they might be able to find a log on the computer though there were clear signs that the Power Cells which were being used to provide power to everything needed to be changed soon because they were running dry Luckily the supplies that the Chimera had beamed over from the SS Edmund Fitzgerald contained the fresh power cells all they would need to do is call up to the Chimera and order the supplies beamed into this room

GMT Phoenix

“Seems like a bizzare cache of supplies to leave behind,” Lunan noted, immediately making a beeline for the nearest computer console, before turning to the XO, “If you’ll permit me Commander, I can see if I can access any of the Observation Team’s logs?”

Kohr nodded. “Proceed.”

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

“You might leave all this behind if you had to bug out in a hurry.” Andrew said. “Or if it didn’t seem possible to come retrieve it.”

-Maj. Knox

“The more I look around,” the Klingon-turned-Mar’zek noted in a thoughtful baritone, “the more I am disinclined to believe this was where the observation team met their fate. This seems too everyday for something unexpected to have occurred. No signs of struggle or distress, and even an ambush is unlikely considering the equipment is still intact. Nigh-dead power cells concern me, however, as it suggests they have been gone for some time. Is there a time stamp on their last log access, Lieutenant?”

IC The computers had enough power at the moment to keep files in active memory however The Away team would have to beam down the Supplies from the Chimera which had come originally the Fitzgerald would have dropped off had the Fitzgeralds transporters been working when the cargo ship had arrived and they would need to change out the Power Cells so the computers had more power to call up any data that might be stored

GMT Phoenix

“It looks as if the computers are operating on minimal power.” said the counselor as she craned her neck and peered over the CSO’s shoulder. “We are going to need those power cells that were beamed over from the Fitzgerald, else we will not be working very long before these devices completely lose power.” LaKeitah paused for a moment and tried to see if she could sense any type of lifeforms, especially from the Observation Team and she couldn’t. She then looked at the commander and said, “I will notify the Chimera and have them beamed down, =^= Naisyr to the Chimera. We are going to need you to beam down those power cells from the Fitzgerald to our current location so we can attempt to access the Observations Team’s Logs. Can I get an ETA?=^=

Naisyr, Counselor
OOC: Hellooo guys! I am so glad to be here. I quickly read the thread and I am just jumping in like I have always been here.

Alworth was performing scans in the kitchen portion of the building focusing on leftover food. One sample in particular caught his attention.

“Based on the spoilage level of this, I would estimate that the occupants have been gone for at least three days and no more than two weeks,” he said.

Ensign Lane Alworth, played by LtJg David LeDoux


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