Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Erikk Mendez (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Shuttlebay

Posted by Lieutenant Sural (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim: Shuttlebay

Posted by Gamemaster Matrix (GM) in Main Sim: Shuttlebay
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“Passage. A place to live.”

Sural was calm. How could he not be? However he was showing as much ‘concern’ as he was able as a Vulcan when considering these messages. A sentience had been released. Evidently it had been trapped in some way, or so that was Sural’s logical opinion. Without further evidence it was opinion, though logically sound. However as one professor had said at one time to him when he challenged the man for what Sural had deemed an inconsistency, he had said that “logic merely enables one to be wrong with authority”.

They were not ‘that’ far apart in the bay and the doctor was looking after the .. survivor? However he had paid attention to Lt Pretha. And, his Vulcan hearing had detected a voice that did not appear consistent with normal convention. “Were you on good terms with your Great Aunt Hettie?” Sural asked as he turned toward Pretha. “Lt, I need you to look at a scan and tell me what you think.”

Reno muttered, “About as well as two tomcats facing off on a fence.”
Sural and Reno

The security NE’s hand drifted down to her phaser. A deep, guttural growling sound came from her throat as the Vulcan got closer.

-Matrix

Sural had heard of ‘runaway katra’s‘ before - and of course there were the well known logs of Sargon and others. He did not miss the lowering hand. His response was that of a raised brow. “It would be illogical to express hostility to ones whose mission is to seek out life and civilizations and render aid where applicable.” He directed his gaze to the security NE and in a voice that was loud enough to gather the attention of the others.
- Sural

Pretha held her hand up gently in Sural’s direction and glanced at D’Vash before turning to face the NE occupied by the entity. “I know you seek passage and life. We want to help. But I cannot help anyone if my hands are tied. Will you let us assist the wounded first? Or if you are in need of first aid, I am happy to help you as well. We are, as Sural stated, explorers and seekers of knowledge and lifeforms. All you have to do is ask and we are happy to do what we are capable of to help you.” As she spoke, the Security Chief dropped her hands to her side and spread her palms in a sign of peace. She did, however, manage while talking, to place herself squarely in front of the NE and effectively try and block their view and line of fire from the others.

“I am sure we can make this work…”

Pretha
CoS

D’vash decided to let this play out. There were no two better people to handle this situation than Pretha and Sural. Cool heads needed to prevail in this instance. As such, he kept his distance from them, but stayed close to Hanlon.

He slowly reached out and put a hand on Hanlon’s elbow to get the man’s attention. The look on the the XO’s face was one of asking what was going on?

Odinson (XO)

Hanlon looked at D’Vash with fear in his eyes. If he knew what was happening, it scared him deeply.

“There is a desert world. Small. Uninhabited. Fly there.” Whatever entity had come, left swiftly, letting the NE fall to the ground.

-Matrix

-CO

Being closest, Pretha managed to catch the man before her collapsed. “Doc!” Was her out of her lips before she even lowered the NE to the floor. She glanced at D’Vash and nodded that everything was all right. She would talk to him in a moment. Right now, those in the bay were her first priority.

As others flocked to their aid, Pretha stood up and took a step back. Seeing he was in good hands, the Security Chief sidled up to the XO. “I’m not sure, but something tells me our visitor isn’t gone, merely waiting to see what we do before inhabiting another. It said there was an uninhabited desert planet nearby and we are to head there. To be honest, I’m guessing that’s what this whole thing is about.” She motioned to the shuttle and everything happening since. “My guess is ‘going home’ is this things priority and it will do what it must. I’d say if it’s not out of our way, we head that way and perhaps try and make contact again with it, under our terms, to see what brought us all to this point.”

While she didn’t cherish the thought of more crewmen being controlled, something told her it would be necessary before this had all played out. She just hoped she could be the one offered up and D’Vash and the Councilor could do the questioning so she knew it was done right.

Pretha
CoS

Sural thought the planet’s descriptor was .. pleasant and not unlike Vulcan. However, an internal voice - oddly much like his sister’s - suggested whether the planet was for them or for the entity. And why a desert planet? An entity did not necessarily require the physical amenities, though … this bore more investigation. He was prepared to catch the ensign though Pretha was closer and did that. He glanced back to Reno. “Ensure that the pod is secure.”
- Sural

The pod showed no signs of being active beyond having basic power.

-Matrix

“Lt. Hanlon, I think it’s time to speak with Captain Jasar,” D’vash said. “Dr. Vel’ten, I’m taking our guest to sickbay. Lt. Oberon, with me. Lt. Sural, let me know if you come up with anything in regards to how to how Mr. Hanlon survived this long.

=^=Captain, I’m taking our guest to sickbay for a more thorough check-up. It would be a good idea if you and Counselor Sathut could join us.=^=

Odinson (XO)

Hanlon nodded and went along with the XO.

“Yes, Sir…” Pretha responded. As they departed, she told the NE security outside to help the guys inside with anything they needed. She then followed the XO.

Well that was that for this recent incident. Turning to Reno he raised a brow. “Mechanically is there any cryo settings in this pod to sustain him? Do you think that proximity to the singularity could have altered the space time around this pod to condense time as it were? And still without the forces tearing it apart or pulling it in?”
Reno scratched his head. “Bare minimum on this pod, chief.”
“Do a metallurgical scan for fatigue. It must show some indication it was around a black hole.”
Reno circled the pod, scanning. “Looks in pretty good condition all told. Better than if it were sitting in a Texan field for a few decades.”.
- Sural

The only evidence of age the pod displayed was its design, which was distinctly of its era, especially on the interior. What had not been previously visible with Hanlon in and around the pod was a tricorder, set up almost as a vessel’s computer.

-Matrix

“The pod looks like it’s been polished up for the used pod lot,” Reno said, wiping his hands on a cloth after his climb around. “But, Hanlon there did some custom work on the inside. Tricorder has been rigged to it.” He glanced at Sural who was waiting for more, a brow half raised. “Pods of that era were pretty dumb. Fire and hope someone picks you up sooner than later. Most of it is space for the person. The rest is communications, insulation and a few odds and ends. Nobody is supposed to be there long.”

Sural leaned in. “Let’s extract the tricorder. It may give us some information and perhaps logs.”

“Thought you’d never ask.” Reno again leaned into it like bending over the hood of an old vehicle and worked at extracting the tricorder.

Sural and Reno

The tricorder came loose with relative ease, not having been secured to be in place as long as it had.

-Matrix

Reno righted himself and dusted himself off. The brushing didn’t work so much but it made him feel better. But hey, what was an engineer if he wasn’t dirty in some way. As his old instructor had pointed out. Make noise and get dirty and everyone will think you’ve been working. What he didn’t say was how difficult that actually was to accomplish in a Starship. He looked at the tricorder, assessing its model and absently wiping at the small display on the screen before trying to bring it to life.

Sural in the meantime looked around at it before tapping his badge. =^=Sural to Engineering. Any further issues Mr Devlin? =^= As he waited for the reply his thoughts went back to the voices. ‘Free’ … ‘Chains are broken’ … it seemed improbable that he was chained with the pod but came across it. Could the singularity have been his prison? Somewhere in the event horizon and tied there in a form of ‘null time bubble’?
- Reno and Sural

The Shuttlebay doors slid open, and Mendez strode through them. For a second he almost looked lost as he glanced around, but he quickly spied the pod and walked over to it. “Captain sent me here to help investigate. What do we know so far?” as per usual, his speech was brief, though not unfriendly.

Mendez, CSO

Sgt. Janice Ryder, An enlisted crewman on duty, stepped forward to answer Mendez’s question.

“Not much sir. The pod just completed it’s transport cycle, and I has about to access it’s consoles. Would you like to take over?”

The new pod was an older, civilian, commercially available unit. It was silver with green highlights. There were two panels attached. The largest was at the foot of the pod. It was a display of monitored vitals of the patient inside. The smaller was on the right side and showed vitals of the pod itself. The pod seemed to have it’s own power source, but there were inputs to connect it to an external power supply. There is a view port near the head of the pod.