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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Bridge
Posted by Lieutenant Sheleah Ruby (Diplomatic Officer / CNS) in Main Sim - Bridge
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Sheleah was watching screens and the activity of the bridge crew. She was pleased with the way everybody seemed to work together so well.
- Sheleah, CNS/DO
Brenna’s screen began to display various bits of information. The two other missing ships were the Starchaser and Rockhound.
The Starchaser was registered as an independent free trader, much like the B’hari. It had been traveling from Betazed to Starbase 211, to Solarion, all the way to Starbase 310 with only minor stop-offs, and back. It seemed to be a relatively common route for the vessel and crew.
The Rockhound was a geosurveyor and prospecting ship and crew. Hopping from system to system hoping to find a good strike and start a claim. They were an independant outfit had had made a fair chunk of latinum here and there. They were known for disappearing and then turning up a little later, often with ore to sell. Usually they would show up after a month, but they hadn’t come up for air in at least two if not three.
Brenna scanned through the files, “Sending those reports to your consoles, Sirs.” A moment later the reports appeared on the CO and XO’s screens on thier chairs.
Jensen wondered how much more information they could receive before they reached their destination. From the sound of it, they were about to enter the region’s Bermuda Triangle.
Dante sat and flicked through the files briefly before looking at Colter and sighing slightly before addressing the Bridge at large. “We have more than a few hours before we reach the location of the distress call, lets make sure we get some rest while en-route so we can be where needed when we get there. We have enough to research during our shifts, so unless you are rostered on duty right now, you are dismissed to get your rest. Thank you all, and lets hope for good news when we reach them.”
Despite Dante dismissing everyone who wasn’t on duty, he made no move to get up from his chair and continued looking over the reports.
----------------------- a few hours later (in the voice from spongebob) -----------------------------
OOC: I’m going to skip us ahead here so with the new year, we can jump into the meat of our sim. Feel free to reply to anything above if you like.
The Saracen was just heading into the Farsinia system, part of the Valdris star cluster. This system in particular had five planets orbiting it’s star, with a long string of space gasses, a blue-green worm nebula of sorts, crossing through and around the fourth planet’s orbit.
IC: A small light on Dante’s desk in his Ready Room began flashing, letting him know that it was time to return to the Bridge as they were now reaching a much closer and clearer distance to the area of operation.
Walking out into the Bridge, he greeted the crew with eye contact, one by one. “Lets move to Yellow alert,” Dante said as he reached his chair. “Drop out of warp far enough out to avoid dropping into any unpleasant encounter that might be waiting, but I want high definition scans and a search for life signs.”
Captain Knight, CO
Brenna had set her own alarm and had reported back to the bridge shortly before Cpt Knight left his ready room. “Aye, Sir. Yellow Alert,” her fingers tapped the controls and she checked the status of shields and weapons before glancing at her sensor readings.
“Dropping out of warp now, Captain,” Cadet Truhart announced as he decreased the ship’s velocity. Jensen watched as the indicator on his station’s HUD began to dip below Warp Factor 1. “Travelling at impulse speed....” Jay alerted the CO.
Close to the sun was a hot, volcanic world with three moons, two of which seemed to be more like trapped comets, showering the planet and anything near it with debris.
Farther out in the Goldilocks Zone was an M-class planet, very Earth-like also with three moons. Two were tiny with one being an orbiting asteroid. One seemed to be another trapped comet. That left one predominant moon approximately 1900 meters in diameter.
The third planet was a ringed planet somewhere between a rocky ball and a gas giant. Around it orbited fifteen moons all of varying sizes. One seemed to also be an M-class planet, somewhat Earth-like.
Of course the fourth planet was a gas giant and drifted lazily along, entertained by a veritable system of it’s own of … eighteen moons, the computer spat out.
The fifth planet was a planetoid drifting and wobbling it’s way around the outer edge of the system.
Of course there were the wandering bodies of rogue asteroids. All seemed quiet as they approached the coordinates for the distress call.
“Are we seeing anything out there on scanners?” Dante asked his bridge crew. “Life Signs? Debris or other vessels?” If the freighter had launched escape pods, the best bet of their destination would be one of the M class worlds but, which one, how many, and had they made it?
As they dropped out of warp, sensors began to pick up more data. They’d had some idea where the B’hari might have been from a cluster of ship building materials, but with high resolution scans, it appeared to be debris flying along the same general track, but diverging away from each other in an expanding cone.
The remains of heavy ionization and spatial distortions matched with the after-effects of weapons fire and maneuvering. There wasn’t enough wreckage or mass in the wreckage to account for all of the B’hari.
“Captain, we have wreckage from what looks to be the B’hari, but no sign of the ship itself. It hasn’t been totally destroyed, their isn’t enough wreckage to match the mass of the ship.” The NE Science Officer announced from the immediate sensor readings. “Scanning for life signs in the area of the wreckage now.”
The wreckage consisted of mixed hull plating. There weren’t any voids large enough to hold a person and no signs of life in the few pieces of wreckage.
“Scan for impulse trails,” Dante leaned forward in his seat slightly. “If there were other ships here they must have gone somewhere. Focus on the M Class planet and moon, and expand the search from there.”
There was a ‘hot’ cluster of ionization, presumably where most of the fighting had taken place. There were thruster trails through the area, and a residual warp disturbance. The overall course seemed to be headed toward the nebula trailing through the system, though the trail faded off. But there were a few pieces of metal floating that way. It also wasn’t too wide of an angle from Farsinia 3 and it’s jovian style system of moons.
Sheleah glanced through the data again wanting to know how many were aboard the B’hari.
There were no more than a handful of souls supposed to be aboard the B’hari. Around a dozen.
Brenna was watching her sensors for any sign of sudden attack, cycling the energy levels for shields and weapons. She was also watching the comm read out at her station for any hint of emergency transponder signals from emergency life pods.
The space nearby, other than the wreckage was full of darkness and silence. No signs of escape pods. A check of the B’hari showed that there were only two such pods even on the schematics for it’s class. One at the bridge. One at engineering. However, each of the cargo modules were pressure rated and did have life support for each one in the case of hauling people or livestock. They could feasibly serve as individual lifeboats. If one could call a floating warehouse a lifeboat.
OOC: Jumping in
IC: As she manned the engineering station, Jhalae added, “The ship schematics indicate that B’hari had only two escape pods. That was standard for this class of vessel however not enough to accommodate the volume of people that would have been aboard.” jAs she studied the information she continued. “However the cargo modules could have been used to evacuate any survivors, but I don’t think they had a propulsion system, which means if anyone did evacuate in them, they would just be floating around out there.”
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