Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in Landing Site, Current time line

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Balfor Kolar (Chief Science Officer) in Landing Site, Current time line

Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in Landing Site, Current time line
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Mirri looked at her surroundings and listened to Kolar’s statements and responded =^=Sir, it may be that their pilot was not confident in his skills....or there is another reason they are here.=^= She said as she looked at the ship (OOC: GM does it look like the Sierra would have a fighter wing on it?) =^=Something isn’t right.” She said concuring with the CMO.

Helm

OOC: The Sierra was a transport ship. It has defensive capabilities but not fighter wing.

IC:

=^=Whose fighters Sir?=^= That information was sparse.

Ch’zaolrirh furled his brow. Where could a pair of rogue fighters have originated? Trusting that the Olinski would get to the bottom of it, he tried to focus on his primary objective, the safety of the away team. =^= Requesting permission to join whomever goes aboard. At least one of us should probably remain outside until we know what is going on with this crew. =^=

Doolittle was irritated a little inside. He had been the one to say that first. Well at least the COS knew he had. Of course he should be the one who detected it based on his superior skill set with human nature but still. This was more a common animal sense. To sense danger when things were outside the norm.

Doolittle

The second officer asked, “Would you come with me? Let’s see the CO.”

GM

COS Ch’zaolrirh

“Well since there seems to be no need medical I can stay outside.” Doolittle said.

If these people could not see something wrong he was not willing to walk into a trap. If there was one. Doolittle was aware he might be a tad nervous on his first CMO away mission.

Doolittle

On the CoS’ private channel, Michael responded. =/\=We have to play along somehow.=/\=

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

“Better inside in than outside.” =^=Sierra we are in proximity of your ship, please prep for our arrival off your port side.=^= He nodded to the side of the ship. “Give them a knock.”

Kolar

OOC: Im confused. Whose fighters? Ours or some others? I certainly cannot post yet if I want to stay in or out until I know .

Doolittle

OOC: Those should be our fights. Apex & Sehlat went in for a closer look as the storm was blowing out. They have just made contact with the Sierra, as well. –Terry

IC: Captain Whitney was a 1.8 metre man with a crop of short white hair. He looked like he was nearing his retirement. However, the way he got up and moved showed that he was more alert and active than his appearance implied.

“Welcome,” he said in a soft but authoritative voice. He held out his hand in greeting. “Thank you, gentlemen, we would have gotten airborne, eventually, but we need to make sure that our passengers reach Starbase for their connecting journeys. Any help you give would expedite that.”

GM

“I think you might be a little late for your connecting transports, but in terms of getting off the ground… I’m sure we can help,” Kolar commented then paused and looked at the chief engineer… “Mr. Gould?”

“We can probably clear the engines. It’s not complicated, just annoying.”

Mirri was just a pilot on this mission, she left the talking to the others. She was on edge, something didn’t seem right and they might need to act quickly should something go down. Mirri looked completely relaxed, yet internally she was ready to act if anything happened.

Helm

=^=Mr. Kolar, they are ours. They are tracking the storms as they move off.=^= Toro said as she watched the fighters.

CIO

OOC: I was wondering when someone would contact the Olinski and let Harn know that they made it to the surface “down and safe.” Jason and Ric are in the CIC spitballing plans on how to rescue the shuttle if it can’t take off again.

Jason Harn, aCO

=^=Roger that, We are aboard the Sierra now, it seems all it as well as it could be.=^=

Kolar CSO

Ch’zaolrirh stood quietly by the CSO for the time being. He was curious about the state of the passengers, but it was Kolar’s show. Glancing around at their surroundings, the Andorian casually looked for any obvious signs of a struggle (signs of weapon discharge, newly formed stains, etc.).

COS Ch’zaolrirh

Michael kept an eye out for similar signs of ship injury. “Why were you so low you started picking up dust to begin with?”

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

Finally someone was asking an interrogative question thought Doolittle.

Doolittle

The captain looked grave, “We had to land because our systems showed a anomaly in the warp core. There was also a possibility that we might lose power and then life support. As there was a habitable planet just minutes from our location, I came out of warp and instructed a course for this planet. We might be able to make repairs and be airborne in a short time. I weighed the risk of making the repairs in space with making repairs on the planet. There would be a slight better chance of survival of my passengers if we landed. Of course the ship could have malfunctioned on the way down, but I reckon the possibility of survival was still higher if I landed.”

Then the CO brought up a picture on his display. “See that?” It was a picture of the displaced fuel tube that the CE had already seen. “If I had continued in warp, the warp core would have exploded before I reached starbase.” Then he looked a little downcast, “what I didn’t foresee was the sand storm. I know the risks I took and I am willing to take responsibilities for my decisions. Just remember, I did what I thought was best. I did not make the decision lightly.”

GM

The COS was skeptical. He wasn’t an engineer, but from his point of view, there would have been less variables attempting to make the repair in orbit.

COS Ch’zaolrirh

Michael didn’t appreciate being pandered to by an unqualified officer. Michael had been an engineer for long enough to know what a displaced fuel induction tube looked like and what the ramifications of going to warp with one would be. “You probably could’ve reset the position of the fuel tube in space. Geosynchronous orbit would’ve been enough stability. We need to set that into correct position, vent the exhaust ports, I’m concerned about backfire with the main impulse engines.” Michael considered everything the Captain was showing him. By any consideration, the bridge had trashed this ship.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

Kolar softened the tone of the engineers comment somewhat, “Fair enough Lieutenant. It might be best to do a few rundown of all systems,” Giving him the go ahead to scan whatever he wanted. Turning back to the Captain “I am curious as well Captain. There are a couple of options between warp speed and landing on a sand swept planet. Why did you pick the landing option?”

Doolittle could see there was skepticism in the team. The same he had originally had.

“Captain do you have a medical team and are there any needs?” The CMO asked.

He was trying to stay within his role but was also hesitant to be the first on the ship. He was a learned man not a combat tactician. He did not want to be caught in some nefarious trap.

Doolittle MD

Kolar

“Williamson,” the CO called. The second officer came forward. “Bring the doctor to sickbay,” the CO said gruffly.

When they were out of earshot, the second officer said, “I hope your Chief Engineer knows what he is talking about. Captain Whitney was in the Engineer Corp before he was promoted to captain.”

In the mean time, the CO looked steadily at Gould. “Geosynchronous orbit and then move to repair the displacement from the outside in a EV suit? And there is a breathable atmosphere on the planet that sensors shows no artificial structures?”

GM

“In my opinion and experience, safer than setting down, you have to be incredibly careful first; that the surface doesn’t cave under the ship’s weight, second; that, in an older ship like this, the landing struts are in good working order, third; that atmospheric temperatures and pressures won’t destroy your ship, and finally; check the weather, you can’t make repairs in a sandstorm.” Michael knew this was was a losing fight. A Captain could just call it.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

Mirri stood toward the back of the group watching and listening. Something was still off, but she was just a pilot and she agreed with Gould, you couldn’t make the repairs in a Sandstorm.

Helm

“I agree with you,” said Whitney, “I should have checked the weather patterns carefully.” He chuckled, “I didn’t think I would come to the end of my career corrected by a junior officer, in engineering, of all things.”

GM

“That’s how I got my first DH spot to be the Olinski. I know what I’m doing and I’m willing to say so.” Michael withdrew his tricorder “Just double checking we didn’t miss anything on exterior scans. Were you an engineer before command, sir?”

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

A little late to save the conversation between the two, “That’s enough Mr. Gould. See to the systems and repairs, find out what they need ” He tilted his head, “get to scanning I’m sure there are thing we need to know.”

“Right.”Michael said.

He turned to the captain. “Do you have a part and repair list Sir.” Kolar was nothing if not polite. “I’m sure the Olinski can replicate what you need.”

“Russell,” he answered, referring to the Chief Engineer whom they had met ouside the ship, “will be able to furnish you with a list. As far as I can see, what we need is to clear the sand and leave before the next storm hits. From the computer sensors, we will have at least 48 hours of clear weather. That’s more than enough time to get that done.”

“My scans concur with that, but, it wouldn’t be the first time we were wrong… I think a constant in the universe is that weather forecasters are frequently in error. ”

Doolittle stepped up to the XO indicated.

” Dr. Doolittle. Please after you.” The good Dr said in his usualy well learned manners.

OOC: I will start another thread for Sick Bay.

Doolittle

Kolar

Michael moved down the ship, scanning it for any faults or anything out of place.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

There did not seem to have been anything else wrong with the ship.

The COS turned towards Kolar. “It looks like the Chief can handle the repairs. Perhaps I can head down to sickbay with the Doctor and see what other assistance we can offer the passengers?” In his head, the COS really just wanted to speak with someone who felt more authentic than the Sierra’s Captain.

COS Ch’zaolrirh

GM

Mirri spoke to Kolar “Where do you want me Commander?” She asked quietly still taking in the surroundings and looking for anything out of the ordinary. The landing on the planet when repairs could have been done in space. She inwardly shook her head and listened to the conversations.

Helm

“There are people of importance on this ship and I’m still not sold on the explanation we were given. Check the course log, stops, anything else you might think to access… failing finding anything… you can always talk to people.”

Kolar

Ch’zaolrirh nodded. Looking down the corridor, he could still see Doolittle. He decided to follow.

COS Ch’zaolrirh

Mirri nodded and stepped over to one of the computer panels and began accessing the ship’s flight log, where they had stopped, when and how long they were there. She also cross referenced the people on board as well as the cargo that was aboard to see if that may have had a hand in the Sierra having to make an emergency landing. (OOC: Is there anything significant in the flight logs?)

Helm

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to Mirri. The cargo manifests and the passenger list did not show anything out of the ordinary.

GM

=^=Balfor to Olinski, Everything seems to be moving along Commander. The Captain reported he landed to effect repairs and that the storm clogged his intakes and made the procedure more difficult. The landing team is assisting where ever possible and there a few caualties… the doctor is reviewing them.=^=

Kolar

After about twenty minutes, the engineers outside reported in, =/\=We have cleared the bulk of the sand. I believe that we are clear to start engines and get out of here.=/\=

The CO looked puzzled, =/\=I thought the time was closer to 2 hours the last time you reported.=/\=

=/\=With the Olinski crew helping out, we were able to clear most of the sand.=/\=

=/\=Most?=/\= asked the CO with eyebrows raised.

=/\=Rather than clearing every grain, I have run a simulation and it would save us time if we lifted off and then the vibration of the engines would then shake the sand out of the smaller crevices.=/\=

=/\=What are the possible dangers to this plan?=/\= asked the CO.

=/\=Well, there is a 4% chance that some of the silicon might change to glass adhering to the bulkhead instead of coming out of the exhaust.=/\=

=/\=Have you consulted Lt. Gould?=/\=

=/\=Uh …=/\=

=/\=Let me know what he thinks,=/\= responded the CO with a little irritation.

Captain Whitney turned to the Balfour with a questioning look, “What do you think?”

GM

Balfor had stood silently until spoken to, a captain… even a merchant one was still a captain. “An engine shouldn’t have a problem with some light silica or glass deposits, not to mention the engines exteriors run so hot that the glass would liquefy and gravity should clear it .. if we go vertical. But you are right, we have a spare Chief of Engineering about.”

=#-Mr. Gould, your assessment?=^=

Balfor Kolar