Sim Start

Posted May 4, 2021, 12:38 a.m. by Lieutenant Markus Woods (Chief Science Officer) (Sam Haynes)

Posted by Lieutenant Kalika Darz (Security Officer) in Sim Start

Posted by Captain Rende Asam (Captain) in Sim Start

Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (GM) in Sim Start
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The data indicated that the race came from a planet name Esta Haven and they refer to themselves as the Havensent. Their home world location was not a planet the Federation has a map of and they were traveling for over 800 Earth years covering 520,000 light years.

The ship was warp based and seemed to use they same general propulsion and power systems as most of the Alpha Quadrant.


Kalika glanced over the shoulder of the engineer beside her and shook her head. “Wow… that’s a long time to travel. Wonder if they leapfrogged in hypersleep or cryo of some kind or if they are a generational ship and just live and travel?” She had trouble comprehending such a thing. She wasn’t aware of any Fleet ship that was generational on that grand a scale. Even ships with family units on board didn’t head out in a single direction and not come back to Earth.


Marcus blinked. The Milky Way galaxy was approximately 52,000 light years across. They were from ten times that distance away. Or they’d been circling the galaxy along time. “Sir… they call themselves the Havensent, at least that’s what they roughly translate to. They’ve been traveling for approximately eight hundred years and covered ten times the span of our galaxy.” He frowned for a moment. “Their tech might not be equal to our own, but that’s a pretty strong dedication to exploring. They certainly seem friendly enough.”

Lt Woods, CSO

Peter raised a surprised eyebrow at the Science Chiefs declaration. Eight hundred years and all those light-years, The information they could get from that ship would be.

OOC: Look at the science officer thinking about science.

Watley studied the viewscreen for a moment. “Can we get any readings on the interior of the ship?” He asked, the amount of knowledge stored in a craft of that nature was enticing, even to the old man. Although he was still suspicious about the origins, he was more open to exploring the vessel.

Lt. Cmdr Maxwell Watley- XO

There hasn’t been too much new gleaned. The ship was close to absolute zero as you would expect from a powered down ship for several centuries. It was now warming, perhaps in preparation of visitors and was a balmy -168 Celsius (up from -288). Internal power was likewise being used at a greater rate, but there were no known sentient life forms that could survive at the temperatures detected. More specific detail may be determined if more specific questions are asked.

Kalika was still thinking about the greeting. “If you think a simple greeting will be taken wrong, how about a burst of information back to them? Nothing classified, of course. But we can send back a good chunk of information about us like they sent about them. It will also show we understand what they sent in the first place.” She knew they wouldn’t send weapons and armament info. But specs about the ship that any school child learned about this class of ship was appropriate.


Markus shunted the data from his section into the main view screen, overlaying what cross section data he had on the vessel based on their scans so far, including armaments and subsystems. “That’s what we have so far, sir.” Shifting his focus to Kalika, he shrugged one shoulder. “That’s not a bad idea. Some language and culture to go with that would probably go a long way to bridging the gap.”

Standing up to stretch a little, Markus turned it over in his mind for a moment. He was operating primarily as a science major aboard the ship but he’d branched out into tactical and security sections as well and was certified in those fields as well. Beyond that, he had a head for this sort of thing. Caution was appreciated, perhaps even warranted. More over the nagging in his gut had turned quiet. Not silent, it was still there, but the anxiety… or foreboding.. had calmed down. But then again his abilities didn’t work 100% all the time.

Or he’d been picking up on the apprehension of the crew, and had since subconsciously filtered out the ‘noise’.

Turning back to his station he cleared his throat. =^=Computer, cross reference Heavensent downloaded records for the name or designation of the vessel approaching us and any information on it’s primary mission. Additionally, details on lifespans of their species.=^=

Lt Woods, CSO

The Heavensent was a highly used name in its data dump. It would be similar to looking for human in google and hoping to get lucky. The ship name was the Forbearance. Hard specifics on life span was hard to figure out but given the texts and stories. It seemed to be between 200 - 300 years or infinite depending on what was referenced. The infinite seemed to refer to their spirit so there could be a heavy religious component to the species, although religious texts were not prevalent in the data dump.

The mission of the ship was not in the data that was sent over.

OOC: Luke, Sam if this doesn’t work feel free to void it. Trying to slide in without too much disruption.
IC: Rende had been listening, El-Aurians were good at that. Watley was mostly quiet and spoke only when he had something to contribute, she liked that. She wasn’t too thrilled with an unknown vessel and the huge data dumb. “O’Larria make sure that data dumb doesn’t have a virus hidden it, or at least one we can identify. Then prepare a return data transfer, nothing classified. Woods work Sigmundsson, I want to know what systems that ship was keeping running and speculations on why. Might show us where the crew is or what happened to them. Asam, I want an analysis of the layout of that ship and if we board how we are going to go about it and search it.” She turned to Watley, “Cmdr if you would, send out a notice to the crew of the approaching area vessel and to go on alert. We have a couple of hours before it gets here, no need to raise the alert level yet, but I want them ready when we do.”
Rende, CO

((assuming you wanted Kalika to check the data dump? O’Larria is Kristi, she is in engineering and it hasn’t been brought into the sim yet.... may have signed in as wrong person. Sorry))

Kalika nodded. “Yes, Ma’am…” she set to work making sure the data didn’t contain anything crippling. She then made a note of all the information they were given and matched it, the best she could, with their own public history and information. “I have a mirror recording of equal information when you are ready, Sir,” she turned back to the Captain a few minutes later. They seem to be deep space travelers. Though if there is a mission specific reason for being out here, I can’t seem to find it. I’ll keep looking, though.” She turned back to the console and bit her lip. It was a horrible habit she had picked up in the Academy and it drove her nuts. Realizing she was doing it, she started humming lightly to keep herself from doing it again.


Markus nodded. “Aye, Captain.” His station could give a lot of information on a wide array of topic and had pretty fine control over the sensor arrays aboard the Viking. However, the tactical station was better at subsystem analysis. Both could do the job, it was merely a matter of specialization. Sparing Peter a glance he tied his data analysis tools into the tactical systems and shut down his station. Standing up quickly, he made his way over to the Lieutenant Commander and settled in along side him.

Working quickly, he pulled up what past sensor recording and information they had, running back in the timeline. With the object being so cold to start it was hard to pick out against the background radiation, especially without knowing originally what to look for. But now that they did have an idea, it wasn’t that hard to run it back. Markus quickly pulled up the thermal signature of the ship and the temperature differentials, looking at what systems were hotter than the others. That might give them some clue as to the captain’s request. If it heated uniformly, that told them something different.

Lt Woods, CSO

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