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Engineering - Main Sim

Posted Sept. 23, 2021, 11:28 a.m. by Ensign Kesh (Engineer) (Daniel Bupp)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Engineering - Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Magnús Pétursson (First Officer) in Engineering - Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Engineering - Main Sim
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The ships were using fusion energy for the most part. However, they have a functioning but not very efficient matter-antimatter system. Instead of using dilithium, the ships were very dependent on strong magnetic fields generated by fusion energy for the matter-antimatter reaction chamber. It was not as safe as the Federation systems, but it was relatively safe in short distances and lower warp factor speeds. They had lasers for energy beam weapons and spatial torpedoes (similar to Enterprise in its early NX days). Their containment for antimatter was still not stable enough to develop photonic torpedoes or photon torpedoes. They had not phase cannons for the same reason. They were not able to stabilise plasma flows with their technology. In the same way their shields were also rather primitive, with lower graviton generation that produce rather weak shields, enough for warp travel but would likely to be ineffective against the Genesis’s weapons.

While waiting on that part of the scan, Dagen sent a summary up to the Bridge on the findings. He sent it up to Reia’s station as she was the intel lady. =^= Homeworld 28 billion km away. Planet hot. 50C. Underground society a good km down. Surface structures are huge skylights. Underground factories, Crops. Ship launches from underground hangars to a small moon that has shipyards. =^=
- Dagen, CE

GM

“Just out the door, I see,” Dagen said as he studied their tech. “Good job. One step at a time there.” As an engineer he could well imagine the care that their engineers had when traveling. Their systems were ‘stable’ but just and he could see they would need constant monitoring. Not that ‘they’ didn’t - Starfleet just handed that over for the most part to clever AI programming and well tuned fail safes. Then sensors noted their powering up … “Uh oh ..” he said.

Dagen transmitted the information to the bridge - tactical and to Reia. =^= M-AM propulsion fusion generated. Stable but for limited speed and output. Weapons are laser with spatial torpedoes. Shields low grade graviton. They’re challenging the wrong people. Phasers across the bow to shut them down before they get hurt? =^=
- Dagen, CE

The sensors showed that they were not discharging their weapons 15 seconds after the weapons were fully charged. At the same time, the sensors revealed a flaw in their shield arrays. The ship could not fire the weapons unless they dropped shields. The Lesscoo shields covered the whole ship, and would not be able to allow their weapons to discharge at the risk of damaging themselves.

GM

“Ohhh,” Dagen said when he saw what was happening. “There’s an oops.” He had the flash of early Terran aircraft in their, what was it, first world war? when their craft were unable to shoot through their propellers until they worked in some kind of timing methods. Here they just needed to work their shield frequencies to allow their laser fire. Were they waiting for the Genesis to lower shields for them to take the first shot? Was this the proverbial standoff in the quickdraw duels?

He sent this data up to the Bridge as well =^= They can’t shoot through their shields. They need to lower their shields to fire their lasers. They might be thinking we must do the same. Suggest a warning shot from us firing ‘through’ our shields to show that we have the upper hand and it would behoove them to talk rather than fight? =^=

Dagen pondered things. They too were on the verge of space flight. Was there a way to offer a carrot rather than a stick? Was this people bent on conquest or was it simply their tiptoeing about in this new pond called space? What happened to their world? Would a probe get there and be able to have a better look see?
Dagen, CE

Dagen rubbed his hand on his jaw, feeling the inevitable five o’clock shadow there. The ‘all hands to battle stations’ sounded. He shook his head. This wouldn’t be a battle and didn’t need to be one, but he was here and not on the bridge. He called out, “Deeg, Bat! Make sure power levels are optimal for propulsion.” They wouldn’t need much for weapons.

He composed a note for the bridge that might help. =^= Main power fusion energy but warp system unstable with their fusion driven magnetic fields. Their shields amount to navigational shields at warp. They are no contest for phasers. Even a moderate strike can unbalance their matter-antimatter system and cause it to blow. Suggest 20% phaser power if we still want to talk with them after. Running estimates on our strike probabilities on their ship. =^=

Then he sent a message to Kesh. =^= Kesh, run strike probability matrix based on graduated phaser power levels. I see their ships as fine for travel but hopeless for battle. =^=
- Dagen, CE

Dagen watched the power output of the lasers and the timing of their shields as they went down, fired and then raised. Was there a noticeable power drain on the ship that required the time to do a recharge or redirect of power? Would they ‘get it’ when they realized that nothing happened? He was sad that they had done that. Sighing he went back to his study of the ships. Would someone notice this from the planet, he wondered. Sure their ‘eyes’ were disrupted but it still didn’t leave out amateur astronomers and the like who might be looking. You can’t hide a laser from a telescope.
- Dagen, CE

=^= Aye, sir.. Oop. =^=

Kesh began to speak over the comms the same moment the ships fired, causing a verbal note of startle. Her following reply carries a noticeable edge of agitation.

=^= Mmmnnm. Even at minimum stable power output on the phaser arrays, the computer predicts hull penetration within point five seconds. =^=

That was what he was afraid of and which, he hoped Kesh would work out. Normally this sort of thing would not happen. Normally any civilizations would have been detected from afar and observed, not unlike what it appeared that these Lescoo were doing with the planet below. But now they were trying to bat at the mosquito - something that Dagen, a joined Trill, was not pleased about because unexpected things could happen with even a small bite. Technologically these aliens were just getting going but they could not be taken for granted. He remained quiet for now, letting Kesh deal with things there on the bridge.

In the meantime he was interested in the approaching ships. How was their propulsion working in travel. They had scanned their fusion generators yes and had a decent idea of how it worked but following capacities and strains and even inertial damper levels was something that could only be seen when the object was in motion. So for a bit Dagen watched the approaching ships on scan.
- Dagen, CE

They were on the move. Slowly, Dagen saw, to shift in their orbit. The Lescoo people were powering up again and one was ‘bird dogging’ them, as one of his old room-mates used to say. The planet was a mystery on how much involvement these aliens had in their development. But that was neither here nor there. The Lescoo evidently didn’t have any prime directive happening. They didn’t think much of the Pallasians whom they had just left. Indeed they had thought that the Genesis was them. That must have come as a surprise seeing them, and then relief when they found out they were not, in fact, the Pallasians. These early steps into space were never easy when bumping up against other peoples who themselves were doing the same and each in a bit of a race for resources. Sticky bits of work there - Dagen was happy he wasn’t on the bridge right now and could more casually sit and think and monitor things.
- Dagen

The inertial dampening system in the Lesscoo ships was not as sophisticated as the Starfleet ship, and it was not very effective. The reduction of inertial effects was about only 85 %, so the ships would need to have some belts or handles for the crew to stay safe.

GM

“Ohhh can you say Denthor missions?” Dagen said as he looked at that.
“Denthor Mission. I can say it,” said Bot, his head creating a shadow on the screen. “What is it?”
“Like the earth Apollo missions into space. Big time G-forces and a whole lot of shaking. These guys aren’t doing much evasives without a good prescription of gravol.”
“Bolia never had that. We prefer some comfort in our travel, even early on so worked a lot of such tests for the creature comforts.”
“Like a cup holder?” Dagen mused.
“Second generation. That was overlooked on the first.” He continued talking while Dagen sent the message ..

He tapped out a message to the bridge … =^= Inertial dampers developing. Likely need hand holds or straps on maneuvers. Estimate their maneuvering ability to be limited. Likely no cup holders. Still sussing out what they have. =^=

“Bat, check on their construction. You know, decks, probable height, atmosphere if you can find it. Won’t let us see what they look like but can get an idea of whether they are people or giant mosquitoes.”
“Now there’s a picture,” Bat said, looking to the task.
Dagen

Right after Bat’s reply, the comm line opened to a now familiar feline voice, =^= Kesh to Dagen. What is ‘sussng’? =^=

-> Kesh, Engineering

Sometimes it was just easier to say an expression rather than define it, hoping it would be discerned in context. After a moment of thinking he replied. =^= Um exploring, figuring out. Like you trying to ‘suss’ out what I just said, sorta. =^=

It took a moment, but Kesh’s reply comes, sounding perplexed, but also attempting not to, =^=Yes, ah… Thank you, sir.=^=

Scans also show deep into the interior of the ship an area where there was no machinery. This area contained a lot of organic matter: food.

GM

“I think I found the larder,” Bat said.
“There’s a surprise, scanning with your stomach,” Deeg said dryly in the distance.
“Hey now,” Bat said. “It’s coincidence.” Deeg snorted. “Big area in there by the look of it. Organic matter. Going to try to focus in. Is it animal or vegetable, and living or not. One of these days I’ll have to tell you the story of when I fell into a pit of gagh.”
“That you ate your way out of?” Deeg called, then added helpfully. “Check for motion, chamber size and the like.”
“Scanning,” Bat replied.

A few moments later, the Lesscoo ship tried to probe the hull of the Genesis. Their sensors were not able to penetrate the durum and titanium alloy.

GM

Meanwhile Dagen looked at that development. “Oh you guys must be getting pretty frustrated about now ..”
- Dagen, CE

OOC: Bump .. any luck on the above scans? .. Gene

OOC: Apologies! Missed this one.

IC: There were animals and plants. The matter in the ‘larder’ was not alive, but there was a small section of one deck that contained live plants; it was some kind of arboretum.

GM

Bat replied, “Looks like a really big larder. Apparently they like to eat.”
Deeg said, “You’d get along with them then.”
“Yes, they evidently appreciate a good platter.”
“Or in your case, three.”
“I have a high metabolism. I need extra.”

.. the debate continued as the ship warped out. Dagen let the debate go on in the background as he focused on the Lescoo ships and their warping up to follow them. The changes were graduated and accommodated their inertial dampers. Hmmm. What were they up to? Both on the bridge and the Lescoo.
- Dagen, CE

Dagen had connected in to the bridge feeds and comms. These aliens were .. persistent and stubborn in their feeling of superiority. The Captain was wanting to escalate the conversation. Dagen had another thought and sent the message up to Magnus. =^= Commander. It doesn’t appear they are talking. Why don’t we just run around their ship, warp to their homeworld and see who answers? =^=
- Dagen

The response came momentarily =^=You ever try to herd Geese Commander?” Magnus’ voice had no small hint of amusement in it “These geese can’t do much to us but we have a planet where they can do something and a gaggle on the way. When we have all of them nipping at us we can run to the nest” HE paused for a moment as if considering something “But you’re not wrong, if they don’t start conversing civilly we’ll be forced to deal with them then head to their home system and have a very different conversation.=^=

XO

It took a moment or more for Dagen to collect all the different symbolism there, though replied after a minute. =^= Yes, sir. Remember their inertial dampers are very primitive and they can’t make quick turns or acceleration. In short we can literally run circles around these … nipping gaggles. =^= Why did he feel like Kesh with learning some terminology now? They didn’t really know their planet could do much more, though that was always a possibility and care should be taken that way. To Dagen they needed something to give them pause but there wasn’t much about that they could just demonstrate on.
- Dagen

There came a quiet snort of amusment through the com =^=Copy that Commander, be ready incase we decide to get nipped. Magnus out=^=

XO

Dagen sent a note up to Kesh. =^= Kesh, keep an eye on their power outputs. They may seem to be what they are - a developing people just new to space but that doesn’t mean they don’t have any surprises. I’m not expecting any death rays but the universe has many possibilities and we’ve not thought of them all yet. =^=
Dagen

There is a fairly significant delay, and Kesh’s tone is particularely deadpan, but perhaps she is just very focused on doing just that.

=^= Aye, sir. =^=

-> Kesh, Engineering


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