Main Sim - Science gets down to brass tacks

Posted Oct. 25, 2020, 7:19 a.m. by Lieutenant Toveka Brine (Chief Science Officer) (Melissa Aragon)

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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Baldur Bragason (Strategic Operations Officer) in Main Sim - Science gets down to brass tacks
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The man took a few steps back. “Oh my. My apologies for intruding, but my name is Nikola Tesla, and I have no idea what I am doing here.”

Mr. Snuggles (GM)

Baldur didn’t look away from the new stranger but talked to Toveka “Scan him, focus on finding temporal, holographic, or any mechanical signatures.” He smiled slightly “And I think those boys out there are a bigger threat than Mr. Tesla here” He then addressed the apparent historical figure standing in front of him “Would be kind enough to inform me of a few things” He said with a polite smile but didn’t turn his weapon away “Firstly, where you were before arriving here, what you were doing and what year it is?” The only real reason he was familiar with this 20th-century figure was a holonovel adventure he partook him a few years back where Nikola Tesla was a side character but his appearance had been based on some sort of musical icon from the same century albeit later on, some Starman he was unfamiliar with.

SOO - Baldur

Telsa glanced around. “Well, while where I was it was 1901, although considering the state of this place, I’m not quite sure this is still the case.” There was a shrug. “As for what I was doing, I was just reading over my notes from my magnifying transmitter tests. From what I have observed, I belive that the entire globe of the planet can be used to conduct electrical energy.” He let out a chuckle. “Although those tests were not without their danger, as there was a few times that I thought that the lightning would go into me instead of the intended target.”

Toveka’s scans would show that Tesla was saturated with temporal energy, and had no traces of any holographic or mechanical signatures.

Mr. Snuggles (GM)

Toveka scanned him and frowned. “Temporal energy. Certainly accounts for the fuzziness a moment ago.” She was familiar with Tesla as a figure of history for his tests and inventions to do with electricity. The Prime Directive would have to be adhered to here more carefully than nearly any other instance she was aware of. His tests and inventions were the cornerstone of so many things, that to give those ideas to him out of order, or even to skip certain steps all together, could have devastating affects on the future of the human race and everyone they had come in contact with since reaching into space.

Despite the fear still tingling over her skin, the half Romulan frowned. “He has to stay here. In this office,” she blurted to Baldur. “If he sees things…” she looked at the man beside her and wondered if he would get her meaning without her having to say it out loud. Her fear was temporarily trapped in the back of her head as science and practicality took over in the moment.


Baldur cocked his head as he examined the man closely “That might not be an option, we’re not dealing with our own Temporal displacement here, this may be more akin to the Clemens incident on the Enterprise D” He said turning his head to look at the invaders “Mr. Tesla, I’d recommend you take cover, we are currently under fire” He looked at the unusually stronger force field “Although it seems to be less of a problem now. Lieutenant, can you check the field integrity, I’d like to know why it’s working better now, perhaps check the stardate on the system, something seems off” He wondered how someone could be removed from Earth in the 20th century to a Starbase so far away from the Sol system.

SOO - Baldur


“Stardate?” Toveka was curious why he would ask. But suddenly it clicked and she quickly turned, not even thinking that her back was now to the stranger, and tapped a quick query on the console. If they weren’t in their time, their star system, or… her universe? She shook her head once more and waited for the computer to give her an answer. As she waited for the console to reassure her all was well, her tricorder was turned to the force field. It looked different and she hoped it was just because of Tesla’s arrival and not something more odd.


The computer responded that it was over 100 years past the current Stardate. Along with the date, an inventory of the objects in the lab flashed over the screen.

Meanwhile, Tesla squinted at the invaders. “I don’t quite understand why there are wearing gold. Out of all the metals to use as armour, it seems to be quite a poor choice.”

Mr Snuggles (GM)

Toveka was only half listening as she watched the stardate and inventory scroll up the console. “Baldur… we have a problem. We aren’t in our time anymore.” She wasn’t going to tell him unless he asked. As Tesla made the comment, she glanced at him. “What? What does their armor have to do with anything? If they get thru the barriers it won’t make a difference if it’s gold or some weird un-obtainable.” The observation must be one born of panic. Folks in life or death situations were known to focus on the ridiculous rather than the necessary. Like worrying if a pet had been fed as the ship explodes around them.


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