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Post by fox on Oct 24, 2006 6:58:02 GMT
Fox grabbed his console tight as he felt himself become weightless, trying to get his feet on the ground. Immediately images of his academy time flashed through his mind. He had never liked zero-G environments, since the accident that happened back then. It had him stay in sickbay for several days.
He was brought back to the "real world" as byrne called the bridge to tell about the improvised sonar he made with the deflector dish. Fox looked at his console, finally getting a reading he could pinpoint they're position with.
He immediately looked at sonak. "We're 10.95 lightyear away from the closest planet. Thats journey of 4 days at maximum warp." he continued. Since the warp engines were offline he added "and 43.8 years at full impulse."
Fox kept looking at the readings as he still couldn't beleive it. "We have traveled that far because of that explosion?" he thought. "There has to be more."
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Post by lucykanz on Oct 24, 2006 19:02:27 GMT
As far as Lucy was concerned, losing gravity was a good thing. At least the timing was, as it distracted Sam from the news she had dropped on him. It would give him time to think it over before she approached the subject with him again.
With not a lot else to do, she started propelling herself through the corridors until she reached the ship's library. Once there she grabbed a PADD and started jotting down ideas about what to do and people she could contact.
Putting a brave face on things was essential. Lucy didn't want to admit to anyone how happy she was to be back on the Vesuvius amongst her friends and family. To do so would show that she would be upset leaving the ship, and the last thing she wanted was for people to feel sorry for her. She was more concerned about the others who had worked so hard to ensure her safety.
Sighing a little she started to write a message on her PADD: "To Commanding Officer of USS Vesuvius-A: Official request for loan of ship property. "I, Lucy Kanz, request the loan of one shuttle. Loan period to be approximately 6 weeks. Shuttle to be returned in a state better than the one in which it was borrowed. "Thank you for considering this request."
She sent the message, knowing that Sonak could hardly refuse given the trip was her idea.
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Post by logan06 on Oct 25, 2006 1:33:30 GMT
=^=Commodore, this is Byrne, I am reading massive life-support failures in the upper sections. I am trying to isolate the cause, but the rerouting of grav. control is only keeping it from going critical. I need Commander Fox down here now. I have a plan to stop most of the issues, but it is going to massively tricky. Byrne out.=^=
Punching buttons on the Main System Display, he was only keeping ahead of the power crashes by moments. Then it hit him, if he cut most of the systems off at the seperation points of the ship, he could try to keep the damage localized. But he would need Fox to handle the dampening field fully functional. Or else, the ship would roll to fast in a any direction, throwing the crew against the bulheads like bricks and possibly locking some crew in some of the crippled areas.
At that moment, Lt. Steenbergen sent a coded message to Logan thru a secure link on the main board.
<TAG Steenbergen> (You wanted in)
Checking the locations of the rescue teams, Byrne began locking off the affected areas with forcefields, hoping to minimize the chance of anyone getting trapped. After checking in with L'Ola, he confirmed the lockdown protocols. After removing the power from the affected systems, Byrne was able to bring the Navigational Dish online for the Bridge and reroute some power to the grav generators in Sickbay. Although Nack was not aware of this attachment, seeing he was taking a nap and kinda dropped a little hard. (Sorry) And was able to cut all systems at the sepeation planes of the vessel.
More later.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2006 4:06:45 GMT
As a doctor, there was a multitude of procedures he could perform on Commander Byrne - all legitimate - to retaliate for the sudden reunion with gravity. The nurse reminded the red-eared Dr. that engineering did indeed follow standard procedure. The words fell on deaf ears as Nack was administering a hypospray to himself to ease the pain in his knees and elbows, which slammed into the floor first and took most of the blow.
Sickbay seemed to be in order. "Logan is lucky he didn't hurt anyone in here." Nack thought. The emotion he assigned to Logan was obviously unfair, but tension within the Ferengi had been building since Teyno left sickbay. The lack of respect, or camaraderie, that he has received since he had been aboard was starting to get to him. Counselor Gaz had completely snuffed Nack since he came aboard, and the bridge crew only socialized with him when he was summoned for an on-duty task. Apparently having a Ferengi on board caused some uneasiness. Nack did not want to be treated like an EMH, and found his only consolation in talking with Alice, the nurse working the morning shift.
Alice came by with Sonak's vitals. A false contraction had blipped across the screen, which she had pinpointed for Nack. If it had repeated, she would have awoken Nack.
Teyno's eyes were almost completely regenerated. Nack fancied keeping him longer as punishment, but ethical standards dictated his judgment. He would be released in a day or two if all went well.
Nack left Alice in charge. He was still off duty. He went back to his office, ordered a snail juice (no shells) from the replicator, and sat back disappointed when the computer stated it was offline. Nack lay back in his chair, and went back to sleep.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2006 4:51:47 GMT
(oi... bit of a back post here)
The ship slowly balanced out, at least for now. The computer was set to accomidate any rotations caused by their movement. Thank goodness for computers, it meant he only had to sit momentarily at that horrid station for only a moment.
'Standing up' he floated back to the side of Sonak just in time to stop her rotation after a padd impacted the back of her head. Logan plodded over with his boots on and handed her a pair as well.
"Thank you Commander," she said softly. She placed them on the floor and slid them on with Nicks assistance. She nodded in acceptance of her new mobility. She stood up, her arms slightly floating as if she were in a pool. She folded her arms and Nick just smiled.
He pushed off and moved himself to the rear engineering station to begin confering with Logan over the comm. It was going to take more than one brilliant mind to correct the problem this time. Normally he'd do it himself but it seemed he needed the aid of the CEO (not to be too egotistic).
=/\=Commodore, this is Byrne, I am reading massive life-support failures in the upper sections. I am trying to isolate the cause, but the rerouting of grav. control is only keeping it from going critical. I need Commander Fox down here now. I have a plan to stop most of the issues, but it is going to massively tricky. Byrne out.=/\=
"Logan this is Nick. The upper sections are gone. We lost decks 1 through 4 of Minerva to the Falconians," he winced. The loss of Kate hadn't quite sunk in yet. He'd been to focused on the panic mode they'd been in.
"Keep us appraised Commander," Sonak added.
=/\= Aye. Byrne out.=/\=
"We're losing life support on decks 9 and 10, hull breaches on decks 6 and 7" the report came in.
"Kanz to Qualtrough, Keggin, Quayle and Harmon: Get your evacuation teams down to 6, 7, 9 and 10 now," she blurted with sudden volume. Sonak raised an eyebrow, Claire 'spun', more like flailed, to see what was going on. Nick chuckled at the reaction.
Moments later another burst of random emotion spewed from L'Ola.
~ I've just had marines ruining my evacuation plan. If anything else goes wrong today I will not be happy. ~
Nick stopped himself laughing at this, ~ Well that will make a nice change to have a moody officer on the Bridge ~ he chuckled and moved to help the very pregnant Commodore tighten the straps on her boots.
"Thank you," she said softly once again.
Claire piped up from across the bridge.
"So I see things havn't really dulled down around here since I left."
"Never a dull moment," Nick shot back with a laugh. "It's good to see you back Claire."
He turned back to Sonak, who'd been standing with him watching the progress of the repairs. The need of some closure had his mind wandering from the task. She picked up on this.
"You may," she said before he could even ask. He gave a weak smile and pushed off towards the turbo lift.
The doors closed and he ordered the computer to take him to the deck 5 air locks.
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Upon arriving he suited up in the newer standard issue mobility suits. They were much sleeker and easier to move in than the previous models. He checked his oxygen and his battery life to make sure they were good. The jefferies tube he needed to access was just down the hall.
Within moments he was standing on the edge of what used to be the main bridge and deck 2. Wreckage and conduit sparked here and there, support struts and deck plates bent and mangled. If anyone were up there they sure wasn't any way of knowing now. Placing his hand on the scorched bulkhead he let out a sigh.
"Goodbye," he whispered to the void and turned around to return to habitable sections of the ship.
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Yannis floated gracefully around the family quarters. She didn't need to go to the 'sweet spot' anymore for floating fun. Now she had it at home too. She surveyed her surroundings and poised for another launch.
"Ground control to Major Martens. You're cleared for take off," she immitated the deep voice of what she thought a lauch commander would sound like. She pulled her cardboard helmet over her head and wedged herself in the corner.
"3....2....1.... BLAST OFF!!" She pushed with all her might and sailed across the room towads the floating pile of pillows across the room.
Mid-way across the room she passed the doors, wich suddenly opened to reveal her father. Seeing his daughter sailing through the air he grabbed her and pulled her tight.
"Hey no fair!" she giggled and squirmed in his arms as he tickled her. His feet were firmly planted on the deck with a pair of gravity boots.
"Playing space command without me again?" he mock scolded.
"Yep," she gave him a toothless grin. She had lost some of her baby teeth and looked like a space pirate with pigtails.
"Well then continue on. I'll be in the shower."
"If you can get it to work," she chided in a way only a 9 year old can.
"Yeah yeah," he tossed her across the room into the pillow pile. She fought off the floating pillows giggling all the more.
"Love you daddy."
"You too sweet heart." He removed his boots and floated into the shower, hoping to relax some of the tense muscles in his back.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2006 17:52:11 GMT
Now with grav-boots on her feet, Sonak had the stability she needed to avoid nausea but it still didn't make her feel comfortable. Sadly, she gazed after her first officer as he departed the bridge. She knew how he felt, and she realised she still needed to have a talk with him soon about what happened.
Though Sonak still deeply hated Kate, and freely admitted to the emotion, she couldn't help but acknowledge that she'd observed a sudden change in the woman. And she also had to acknowledge that Kate had been responsible for saving the crew previously. Her selfless act had saved the senior officers of both the Majesty and the Vesuvius. And, Sonak decided, that was what she would be remembered for. ~provided she is actually dead~ she thought, remembering that the woman had enacted her own death before.
She winced ever so slighty as she remembered, then doubled over as her abdomen cramped up. But as quickly as she'd felt it, it was also gone, and she exhaled in relief, only then realising she'd held her breath. She glanced up and beckoned her counselor, then saw Claire was floating around idly on the bridge still, beckoned her too. Sonak saw no reason she shouldn't benefit from the views of two different counselors. "I would like you to have a chat with Nick, Commander Gaz," she told Jamey, then nodded towards Claire. "Commander Steenbergen knows Nick quite well, perhaps you could benefit from having a talk with her as well."
It'd get them both off the bridge, and give her some peace and quiet. Once the two were gone, only L'Ola remained. Sonak beckoned her old science/first officer. "L'Ola, how are things between you and Nick?" she asked, hoping she wasn't getting too personal, "I mean romantically. Nick seems disdraught over Kate's death, and I have the feeling he is dwelling on it. Has he come to you by any chance to talk? I am worried about him."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2006 22:02:19 GMT
*Things to do when get off duty number 38. Go talk to Kat to see if the thing's still happening. Number 39, attempt to play badminton in antigrav. Number 40, nope can't think of another one right now.* She'd been mentally making a list for the last quarter of an hour which wasn't really a good sign. At least word had got to Lt Keggin that she wasn't exactly concentrating, which meant that ship security wasn't in too much danger. L'Ola snapped back into reality at the sound of Sonak ordering officers off the bridge. She winced a little at the thought of anyone having two counsellors sent after them. Surely one would be punishment enough? Oncey Jamey and Claire had left the bridge, she took a look around. It looked so much bigger now it was nearly empty. And she wasn't overly impressed with who she was sharing the space with. "L'Ola, how are things between you and Nick?I mean romantically. Nick seems disdraught over Kate's death, and I have the feeling he is dwelling on it. Has he come to you by any chance to talk? I am worried about him." L'Ola was a little surprised to hear a display of concern from her CO, especially given the recent mood swings. "Wow, where should I start? Ummm..." She pushed off and floated over to join Sonak. "Well yes, Nick is dwelling on Kate's death. But I think that's normal considering how recently it happened. I mean, you should understand what he's going through, right?" She hoped that she wasn't being too far out of line, but she figured this was hardly a routine conversation. "I understand that it is a distressing situation. However I am worried that he is not talking to anyone." "Point taken. No, he hadn't really talked aout it to be honest. But then there hasn't really been much chance" Sonak nodded, "Talk about it if you can. Now about my first question..." The Security Chief grinned, "Well let's just say things are good considering the current circumstances. And now I can keep track of Lucy I'm going to have a lot more free time on my hands." And with that she pushed herself off the floor, somersaulted across the bridge, and went back to her station. *Things to do when get off duty number 40, go talk to Nick...*
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Post by logan06 on Oct 30, 2006 2:02:44 GMT
Now that Sickbay and the Navigational Dish has been taken care, Byrne sent a communication to Lt. Nack in Sickbay apologizing for the rude awakening. Cyphering the information from the rescue crews, Byrne was able to create a program to alot power systems to get the ship up and running again.
Only thing that kept hitting him, was isolating the ship into three distinct areas. One per section, but this would possibly call for a seperation manuveur. And getting this and a shuttle to EVA to remote power up the RCS thrusters to try to keep the ship from possibly going into a non-recoverable spin.
Checking on the location of the crew, Byrne was able to reroute a small amount of power to the magnetic clamps in the Main Shuttlebay to keep the smaller craft from hitting the hull and causing more damage.
=^= "Byrne to Commander Fox, I need you in the Astrometrics Lab for a possible solution to stopping the ship from going into a flatspin. Byrne out." =^= <TAG Fox>
It was at that moment that Lt. Steenbergen burst thru and spouted a plan to keep the ship from losing integrity in the forward part of the ship. <TAG Claire>
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2006 4:56:12 GMT
Awoken again, this time by Commander Byrne's apologetic communique, Nack gave up on sleep.
Nack walked over to the mirror and sharpened his teeth a bit. He walked out into sickbay, stretching as he did so. Nack did not realize how hard the floor panels under his desk really were until he had to tap his sore knee to wake his leg up.
Teyno's console indicators were flashing, suggesting an update in his condition. Nack walked, dragging his sleeping leg behind him. "Regeneration Complete" the screen displayed. Below it, it gave general statistics, suggesting Teyno's eye sight would be 98.4% of its original. From prior experience, the doctor knew the other 1.6% would correct itself over time.
Nack took the humanoid looking Teyno out of sedation. Immediately he started mumbling "....not necessary... you... said..." which made Nack fetch the nurse to complete the wake-up procedure. He didn't feel like being around to take the brunt of anger from a delirious mission specialist.
Nack retrieved the armband monitoring Sonak, which he had taken off while he slept. The display made mention of a few instances where there were heightened adrenalin. Another instance was occurring, and was slightly growing in levels. "She probably was experiencing some sort of emotion.", he figured. There were not a lot of medical texts indicating how Vulcan physiology is affected by emotions. The Pon Farr would be one of the only times that an offworlder of Vulcan would be witness to such an event, and it was obvious that Sonak wouldn't be due for that for another 6 years and *counts in his head* 4 months... Give or take a month or two. Vulcans were not to eager to share information relating to their emotions, which seemed illogical to Nack. For this reason, he had to assume the Commodore was fine. As for everyone else on the bridge... Nack smiled. For once, he was glad he wasn't up there.
=/\= Lt. Nack to Commander Byrne =/\=
<Byrne>
=/\= Can you get the replicators online? I was trying to order myself a snail juice, and it started to materialize, but then it just faded away. Is that dangerous? You really should send someone down here. What if I need to replicate some medical equipment for someone who is injured... You know, you could probably get back some of your Engin... =/\=
Logan cut Nack off, responding in the affirmative.
<Byrne>
Nack sighed. Well, at least that will be taken care of.
As his leg finally woke up, the indicator on his armband started sounding. The adrenalin levels in the Commodore had peaked at high levels, alongside another contraction. Nack paused and watched the monitor, hoping everything would regulate. A few minutes later, another contraction occurred.
=/\= Dr. Nack to Commodore Reckus =/\=
<Sonak>
=/\= I advise that you come down here immediately. Try not to take the transporter if you can help it. It appears the time has finally come. =/\=
<Sonak>
Nack experienced both relief and nervousness. The baby was a few weeks early, but nothing dangerous. Would there be any complications? The questions piled up as he made a bed for Sonak, waiting for her arrival.OOC: Could this be it!?! Stay tuned to find out!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2006 20:57:58 GMT
Sonak grimaced as she felt the distinct cramping feeling again, then beckoned L'Ola over. "Until Commander Martens gets back to the bridge, you are in command." She raised an eyebrow at her security chief. "And do please try not to further damage my ship this time. That is an order commander."
(L'Ola)
Moving rather awkwardly, Sonak 'walked' towards the turbolift and ordered it to go down to sickbay. "Sonak to Nack, has Jatan been alerted? He ought to be present!" She wasn't entirely certain that she was ready to give birth, even after going through labour twice, it was never the same. However being a doctor herself, she could understand her CMO's concerns, and she knew better than to argue with her CMO, regardless of who at the time held that position.
Several minutes and a contraction later, she finally stumbled into sickbay. "I hate these boots," she complained as the tiny CMO walked up to her, tricorder at the ready. "It is three weeks premature doctor," she answered before he could even ask his question, "I have a history with premature childbirth. Both my twins were premature as well, and this baby is half human at that. I would assume that is normal, but I cannot be cerain."
She actually smiled as Nack and Jatan both helped her up on the biobed. "This might actually be fun to reflect on later," she added, feeling oddly giddy, "giving birth in zero gravity. Have you ever tried this before?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2006 22:36:08 GMT
"Until Commander Martens gets back to the bridge, you are in command."
L'Ola's face lit up at this, causing a concerned Sonak to continue talking. "And do please try not to further damage my ship this time. That is an order commander."
"I suppose I can try..." she replied, but nodding to make sure her CO knew that the ship would be okay. Or as okay as possible given the current circumstances.
With the whole bridge now entirely to herself, L'Ola started bouncing off various different obstacles (or consoles and chairs as they are more conventionally known) to see where she would end up. After a few minutes of playing she came to her senses and realised that she had to send a very important message.
Message duly sent, she considered going back to zero-g olympics. Instead she decided that improving her recent work record wouldn't be such a bad thing. And she knew just the person to help her out.
=/\= But why? =/\=
"Because it would be amazingly useful and I'd be nice to you forever"
=/\= You're already nice to me =/\=
"Okay, I'll get everyone's shifts switched round so you can have a party."
=/\= Tempting... =/\=
"And I'll get you the good shuttle"
=/\= Sold, be there in a minute =/\=
Sure enough, a minute later Lucy appeared on the Bridge with a toolkit in her hand. "Right, let's get started then. And no, I am not doing all the work, you can learn how to fix this yourself."
L'Ola grinned, "Yes Sir" she replied sarcastically. She started to watch the demonstration just as a ship wide message sounded out over the comm.
=/\= Attention all crew. I have been informed that Commander Kanz is currently in control of the ship. I therefore recommend that all crewmembers locate a crash helmet and their nearest emergency exit. Thank you for listening. =/\=
Lucy looked at L'Ola and shook her head, "You told Jason? How could you?"
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Post by fox on Nov 1, 2006 11:49:09 GMT
=^= "Byrne to Commander Fox, I need you in the Astrometrics Lab for a possible solution to stopping the ship from going into a flatspin. Byrne out." =^= "Be right there." Fox responded Still having a tight grip on his console Fox pushed himself away from it toward to turbolift, bouncing right into the wall next to it. Immediately the door slided open. He pulled himself into the lift. "Deck 4" he ordered, not sure if going by turbolift in zero-G would feel pleasant. After a short time the doors slided open again, Fox pushed himself off off the wall of the lift and bounced through the corridor toward Astrometrics. When he entered Astrometrics he saw Byrne near a console with his back toward the door. "Well here i am." Fox said, pushing off a wall to get to the console. When he passed it he grabbed hold of it and looked at Byrne. "We're still moving further away from our position before the blast." Fox looked at the console which displayed a small chart of the space they were according the recent sensor reading. He then looked at Byrne. "You see that big asteroid? It will be very close to us when we pass it." Byrne looked back "What's your idea?" he replied. "You think we have enough energy for a tractorbeam?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2006 12:28:39 GMT
After treyβs little holo mission with is marines he made his way to the bridge to make report to sonak. The lift doors slid open and trey went flying through.
βWhere is every body, was there a party and why was I not invitedβ trey said jokingly as he came round where lβola and Lucy was
βYou guys or rather ladies need an extra set of hands?β
<Lucy/ lβola>
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Post by logan06 on Nov 2, 2006 4:52:28 GMT
Thinking about Fox's idea, Byrne checked the specs of the ship's still functioning systems and figured if he cut the Navigational Dish power, he could reroute to the functioning RCS thrusters. And then, immediately, the life support systems fluxuated in the lower porton of the ship. Tapping into the fusion generators from the Secondary Module, he was able to stabalize the mid-portion of the ship.
"I have an idea, a Holmann transfer manuvuer. Use the asteroids gravity and mass to slingshot us past it. But we need to lessen the mass of the ship and force the RCS thrusters to push us into the correct orbit. You remember the shuttle I showed you? I think if we can create a large enough warp envelope, and drop the bottom section, we could bump it with the shields. Acting like a pinball gallery. With lessened [word deleted], we could recover the Module after the ship is back to nominal status.
<TAG Sonak> =^= "Commander Byrne to Commodore, we are going to need to perform a seperation mode to save the ship from impacting the asteriod in our path. By your command, I can take my shuttle and use it to save the Discordia from impact as well."
<TAG Steenbergen> =^="Byrne to Steenbergen, I need you and Lt. Wilson to command the Discordia for a massive dump and bump manuveur. We need to save the ship, Byrne out."=^=
*Per Sonak's permission, of course.*
Using the figures that Commander Fox fed into the database, Logan was able to create a small orbital path for both parts of the vessel to pass without hitting the asteroid. Just left the shuttle to get out without a scratch. But who could he get besides himself to pilot the shuttle, he needed a navigator.......
<TAG anyone interested?>
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2006 5:45:39 GMT
Sonak walked to the sickbay doors where Nack was waiting with a slightly nervous Jatan. It wasn't his first time being an expected father, but as he put it, "Every time seems like the first time."
"You won't need those in here, Commodore." Nack said pointing to the ridiculously over-sized pair of boots. "Commander Byrne has given me the gift of gravity." The last statement came sarcastically as he rubbed his elbow, now swelled to the size of a tribble. He tagged her with a hypospray as she was taking her boots off.
She actually smiled as Nack and Jatan both helped her up on the biobed. "This might actually be fun to reflect on later," she added, feeling oddly giddy, "giving birth in zero gravity. Have you ever tried this before?"
"Unfortunately I have never given birth, Commodore." Nack laughed long enough for the witty remark to overshoot its comedic lifespan.
Jatan looked at Nack, still amused. "The sedative seems to be working, doctor. She thinks she's floating." Nack looked down, stomped his foot on the ground, making a joke of the fact that gravity was on. "Well, the Commanding Officer is always right. Someone told me that once."
Nack gave another short laugh to himself as Sonak became more relaxed. It was not entirely odd, in his short experience, to see the Commodore acting silly. This time, however, the logic of her statements went slightly off-center as the sedative took effect.
Another contraction hit, but this time the Commodore was completely at ease. Jatan awaited by her side.
The indicator on the panel beside Sonak's bed went off. Nack ran over to read it.
Nack turned to Jatan. "Well, I have some good news, and some bad news." Nack struck a dramatic pause in his statement. Jatan, scared, blurted out an emotional, "TELL US!"
"Well, the good news is, the baby is doing fine and is healthy."
Sonak, still relaxed, mumbled something about floating happily. Jatan ignored her.
"......And the bad news?!"
Nack grimaced as if he made the biggest mistake in medical science.
"The bad news is... the contractions she was experiencing..."
"Spit it out doctor!" Jatan was getting really irritated. He was not usually a violent man, but this Ferengi had information that he wanted...needed!
"..well...", Nack winced, "They were false contractions. Unfortunately she will not be giving birth today." Nack held his pose of embarrassment and timidness, to gauge how Jatan would respond.
Sonak, in the meantime, responded positively. "I guess I can get back to work."
"Um... That's the thing... The sedation I gave you will be in affect for another hour. You will have to remain here." Nack waited for the chastisement for making the mistake.
Sonak seemed content, Jatan was perturbed, and the Ferengi was relieved that the Commodore wasn't in control of all her faculties. This was embarrassing, at best, and he'd sooner rather forget this incident than have to rehash it with a Vulcan.OOC: Commodore, feel free to write yourself out of sickbay for now if you wish. Otherwise, I'll write ya out in a few days.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2006 22:19:00 GMT
In the stupor of sedation, Sonak acknowledged Logan's request, not realising that she'd quite likely regret it later. Yet she trusted Logan to confer with L'Ola too, whom she'd entrusted the safety of her ship to while Nick was off duty.
Somewhere distant, she heard Jatan raise his voice over something, but she couldn't quite fathom what. He should be glad he was finally becoming the biological father to one of her children, after adopting the foursome she had from her marriage with Seliv. A frown fell over her features at the memory of her deceased bondmate and she stiffled a sob.
Instantly she felt a comforting hand on her shoulder, and looked up into Jatan's worried face. "You'll be fine honey," he ensured her, "Nack's given you something that'll keep you calm. However it seems you're not quite ready to give birth yet, so you'll have to remain here until this sedative he gave you wears off."
"Sedative?" she wondered aloud in response, her words coming out just a little slurred, "what sedative? I am feeling just fine." She winced as her unborn kicked her. "I just wish she would stop kicking me. One might start to think she likes to play soccer even before she is born!" Her voice carried over the silence that had fallen in sickbay, causing several nurses to chuckle over her innocent comment.
A glare from Jatan made them suddenly very conscious of whatever they had been doing previously, and Jatan moved to close the curtain around the bed to allow for some privacy. "How long before she'll be ready then?" he querried, wanting the new doctor to become comfortable with the situation. It was very obvious to the experienced ex-CMO that Nack was uncomfortable, and uncertain. And Jatan didn't want his seniority to play any part in this situation. "This is your sickbay doctor," he ensured the younger man, "your authority weighs here. Mine used to, but not anymore. She's your patient, I'll follow your suggestions. And every pregancy is different, I just hope everything will go well."
He briefly explained how the last labour had set in, just after she'd been beamed from the holodeck after apparently having been killed. (see mission:cluedo) "And I wasn't there when T'Kimi and Suron were born. I don't know how well that one went."
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Post by teyno on Nov 2, 2006 23:33:36 GMT
The room slid into focus. Teyno was disoriented for a moment until he suddenly remembered where he was and what had happened. He was ready to start yelling at the Ferengi toad who had sedated him when he looked up and saw the beautiful face of a young female nurse.
"Welcome back to the world of the living, sleeping beauty." She said, smiling.
"Madam, it is not I who is the beauty. I only regret that you didn't awake me with a kiss." Said Teyno.
The nurse smiled and Teyno took her hand and kissed it.
"Perhaps I'll see you around." He said.
Then, he made his way for the sickbay exit. On his way he met an obviously-drugged Commodore Sonak.
Sonak barely noticed her guest as she was lying on the biobed. When Jatan nudged her to acknowledge the civillian who waved, she giggled and waved back enthusiastically.
"You're certainly...in a different mood from the last time we spoke Commodore." Said Teyno, smirking as he left sickbay and headed for the bridge.
Sonak merely smiled happily, content with just having a bit of rest she normally wouldn't have taken the time for. ---------------
The bridge doors opened and Teyno floated into it. He saw two women working on something.
"Hello ladies, I don't believe we've met, I'm Teyno, a mission specialist, is there anything I can help with?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2006 20:28:34 GMT
βWhere is every body, was there a party and why was I not invited? You guys or rather ladies need an extra set of hands?β Lucy turned round, "Hi! I think we're okay..." she turned to L'Ola for clarification. "Sure, we're mainly playing around with the consoles to see what we can fix. But I'm sure you have more important things to do, like make sure your marines do their job and not anyone elses." Trey looked a little confused, "What's that supposed to mean?" L'Ola half-glared at him, "Deck-by-deck evacuations are security territory. My guys could have got killed looking for people that your guys already evacuated. Next time, maybe read the manual first." She turned back round to concentrate on the circuits she had been shown how to rewire. "You know what" Lucy said, looking straight at Trey, "I really think we are fine up here. Thanks..." She watched him leave the Bridge, and was about to question the outburst when the doors opened once again. "Hello ladies, I don't believe we've met, I'm Teyno, a mission specialist, is there anything I can help with?" For this visitor, L'Ola stopped what she was doing, clipped her tools down onto the floor, and floated round so she was almost standing up. "I believe we've met in passing but not properly. I'm Commander L'Ola Kanz, Chief of Tactical and Security." "That's takes quite a long time to say." "I thought it sounded more professional than, "In charge while the bosses are busy." L'Ola surprised herself by saying this. As a general rule she tried to stay formal when talking to new people. But a lot of general rules had been thrown out the window lately. Lucy looked over too, "Hi I'm Lucy, and I'm pretty sure we haven't met. I'm just helping out with repairs until I leave. Which isn't that long actually..." her voice trailed off a little. Sensing it was time to take over, L'Ola started talking again, "So, how much experience do you have fixing broken starships?2 <Teyno>
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Post by teyno on Nov 3, 2006 23:41:59 GMT
"So, how much experience do you have fixing broken starships?" Asked L'Ola.
Teyno flashed a smile and said, "It's your lucky day, L'Ola, I happen to be quite the engineer. Exactly which part of your starship is broken?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2006 18:37:20 GMT
L'Ola motioned her hands all around her. "Most of the ship's messed up. From what I've been told, engineers have been dispatched to fix vital problems first. But we're pretty much running blind up here because the ship can run without the Bridge."
Teyno gave her a strange look when she said that.
She shrugged her shoulders, "Well we are already running without the main bridge. Anyway, if you'd care to give us a hand with the stuff round here for half an hour or so it would be appreciated. After that we have to get going."
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Post by lucykanz on Nov 5, 2006 22:59:50 GMT
Sam and Ed were wearing grav boots in an attempt to add decorations to the corridor. They were stood near the top of opposite walls hanging banners up off the ceiling. Originally they'd planned a sports party in one of the holodecks, but due to necessary rerouting of power the holodecks had been switched off and were off limits.
So plan B had come into effect, and with the help of contacts higher up the chain of command they had been given full control of a section of corridr, as well as two of the smaller conference rooms on either side. Due to the ship's current status, the whole thing was of course in a zero-g area, but they decided to use their sense of adventure and make the most of it.
With the last banner securely in place, the guys stepped back to admire their handiwork. "Look good" Ed commented.
"It better look good" came the reply. The whole event was obviously still weighing on his mind.
"You should tell her."
Sam had a look of disbelief on his face, "I'm not sure that this is going to be quite the best time to go into it."
Ed looked at him and shook his head, "It never will be a good time. But you won't be okay until you do. Look, I'm going to go get changed and dump these boots. I'll meet you in half an hour. Just consider it, okay?"
A slight nod was the only response he got, but it was enough for now. He just hoped things got better later on.
True to her word, L'Ola had arranged for Lucy's friends to be let off duty for the procedings. In fact, she'd pulled enough strings that anyone genuinely wanting to say goodbye to Lucy could go along, although obviously not all at the same time.
Jamie and Ed were floating near the entrance to the section to welcome people to the festivities. A selection of what they considered to be good music had been piped through the local comm system. And there was a wonderful aroma of cakes and pizza coming from the conference rooms.
Lucy floated round the corner into the corridor and a smile appeared on her face. "Thank you so much" she squealed excitedly to Ed, "This is amazing"
"Glad you like it. You need to thank Sam as well, don't forget. He's put a lot of work in too."
"Yeah I can see you guys have been busy. Guess I'll have to go explore. I'll catch up with you guys later."
She pushed herself off and headed into the room which had been labelled "Fun + Games". Her eyes lit up as she saw a collection of ball games, all modified for zero-g conditions. These included a target on the wall to see how well you could aim a basketball (as well as a warning sign to catch it on the rebound).
Lucy's favourite, however, was a modified version of a very old earth party game. Across one section of the room was a string with doughnuts attached. Normally the aim would have been to stand up tall and bite the doughnut off without using your hands. However present conditions meant that the challenge lay in floating still and close enough to the string for long enough to get your teeth around it.
She had just grabbed her second doughnut when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She spun round to see Katia and Jason, which produced an even bigger grin on the face than the one that was already there. "You guys made it!"
"Of course we did, like I'd miss the opportunity to skive off" Jason laughed.
Katia gave her a hug, "I can't believe you only just came back and now you have to go again. Now I'm going to miss you all over again."
"Aww I'll miss you guys again too" Lucy replied.
"Oh, you wanna know a secret?" Katia asked, lowering her voice. The expected nod of the head was enough response for her to continue. "I'm pregnant" she said simply.
A surprised look appeared on Lucy's face, "Really?"
"Yup" said Jason, happily, "But don't tell anyone. We haven't even told sickbay yet."
"Wouldn't dream of it. Congratulations you guys. Let me know about everything, okay?"
Katia nodded, "Of course we will, now enjoy the rest of your party!"
Acting as temporary barman for the duration of the party, Sam threw an orange back and forth between his hands. He was running out of time to make his decision.
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Post by logan06 on Nov 6, 2006 2:37:36 GMT
Pulling the old girl out of the Main Shuttle Bay, Byrne coordinated a MVAM with the Discordia Module. By linking the shield systems in the upper two hulls, Commanders Byrne and Fox were able to lessen the stuctural mass of the ship to perform a forced-g roll around the asteroid without damaging the ship. Thus allowing it to pass safely.
Now came the hard part, setting up the course plan to allow the Epsilon Omega shuttle to nudge the Discordia into a parallel orbit to follow the main ship, but without sending it into space or crushing the smaller vessel. Using a pre-set flight plan transmitted from Lt. Steenbergen on the Bridge, they used the warp generators in the shuttle to create a null warp shell to suround both vessels and eased the Discordia past the asteroid, using it's gravity to cath up with the main ship.
Once the managed to successful pull of the manuveur, Fox poked Byrne in the ar and laughed, "Better watch it, mister. The may call this manuveur after you. Congradulations."
Once they were able to 'push' the Discordia back into place, Commander Martens ordered the connection of the lower section back into place. <TAG Martens>
As the docking procedure was completed, the Red Alert klaxon sounded, there was a massive rush of power drains in the impulse engines in the Impulse Room on Deck 9. Problem was, this were the reactors that were keeping the mid-module powered and was keeping the crew alive.
Rushing to Engineering, Byrne was able to shunt most of the EPS power grid to function for the Main Module and reroute power into the lowest module. This also meant, that L'ola and Trey were now going to have to transport all of the remaining crew to these areas. Tapping his comm-badge, Byrne commanded a small group of transporter specialists to fill in for temporary engineers to set up portable power generators in key sections of the ship.
=^=Commander Bynre to Commodore Sonak, I have only been able to keep Decks 1 thru 8 and 15 thru 19, functional, but only aft ot the Main Computer Core and fore of the Main Warp Core. Only 6 of the key primary command sections are powered fully for now. Medical, Main Bridge, Engineering, Main Shuttlebay, Navigational Dish and the shield generators for the ship. I will have more to report after I can get thru to the rescue teams in the fore of the ship. byrne out.=^= <TAG Sonak or Nack>
Using his grav-boots, Byrne reversed the polarity to push himself up to the above level to run diagnostics on the warp assembly, praying that all of this had not caused any structural breeches in the M/AM core. Using the prostectics in his right arm, Byrne was able to download the current status of the Core assembly. <TAG Steenbergen>
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2006 5:00:09 GMT
Nack responded to Logan, since the Commodore was currently napping.
=/\= This is Dr. Nack. The Commodore is currently sleeping. I'll advise her of the situation when she wakes. Dr. Nack out =/\=
As he tapped his com-badge to end the reply, a green indicator on the console next to Sonak's bed flashed. Jatan knew instantly what it meant, but had no time to react before the gravity in sickbay went offline.
"I thought Commander Byrne just said we would be fine!" Jatan's words echoed what Nack was thinking.
"Oh well, as long as we have power and our computers are on, we will be OK."
As if on cue, one by one the consoles started turning off in sickbay. The overhead lights flickered, but ultimately remained on. The temperature in the room fluctuated, but Nack couldn't tell if the heat he was feeling was environmental controls going on the fritz, or his nervousness getting the better of him.
Referring to the console that was now off - Jatan asked, "Dr., What are we going to do about what we just saw there?!". Reckus was a doctor, but let Dr. Nack make the decisions.
"Uh, as long as we have lights, and environmental controls are online, then we should be fine here." Nack said as he hit his head on the ceiling. This time he was expecting it, and was able to cushion the blow by putting his hands up early.
=/\= Dr. Nack to Commander Byrne. We have a problem in sickbay. Our gravity is offline, and our consoles are down. =/\=
Byrne's transmission came back filled with static.
=/\= ... secondary power must be off .... main power is still working .... on in a few hours... =/\= and the transmission cut out. Communication was being disrupted.
Jatan looked worried.
"Well, it looks like we are on our own in si...." the lights flickered, "....ck bay."
With that, the lights went out.
"Keep calm," Nack said in an obviously uncalm voice. "We will just have to go where there is power."
"Where would that be? Jatan said, pushing his way off the wall so that he would float closer to his wife, who had awoken from a contraction and was surprised to see herself floating off of the bed. Nack pushed himself to the gravity boots, which he gave back to Sonak. She refused.
"Commodore, we are going to have to do an emergency transport to Engineering. Myself, you, and Jatan will go. Jatan and myself are fully capable of delivering your baby there."
Another contraction hit, establishing a short interval between contractions.
=/\= Computer, three to beam to engineering. =/\=
Nack made the mistake of asking the computer if it was capable of beaming all three. When he rematerialized he found himself and Jatan in sickbay still, with Sonak missing.
Nack looked at Jatan. "What happened?"
=/\= Computer, two to transport to sickbay. =/\=
** Unable to comply. Unable to penetrate interference. **
Jatan cried out. "Computer, locate Commodore Reckus!"
** Unable to comply. Unable to penetrate interference. **
Jatan grabbed the grav boots, frantically. "I need to go find out if she is in Engineering."
Not knowing if it was possible to walk there, Nack deferred to his decision. He had served on this ship. He heard Byrne's explanation. It's his wife. Let him go. In the meantime, Nack alternated between trying to contact Commander Byrne, and asking the computer if the interference had dissipated enough to read if the Commodore was safe.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2006 18:17:48 GMT
Sonak had been about to protest about being beamed to engineering, pointing out the dangers as the ship was currently experiencing too many malfunctions to safely condunt intra ship transportations. "Doc-" she started her protest, thinking just clearly enough to start voicing her protest, when she felt the transporter beam catch her. She had felt both Jatan's and Nack's hands on her arms for stabilisation, but when she rematerialised and landed somewhat hard on engineering's floor, the first thing she noticed was the lack of support.
"Doctor?" she called, "Jatan?" She looked around in confusion, accepting the aid of the engineers that had rushed towards their fallen commanding officer.
"Commodore are you all right?" engineer's mate Daniel MaGragge asked as he helped the Vulcan woman to her feet.
"What do you think," Sonak snapped back as she brushed off her dress, then doubled over as another contraction passed. She panted for breath, her eyes wide in sudden distress. "Where is Doctor Nack," she breathed, "I need -" She was cut off as another contraction passed.
The engineer's mate looked upon his CO with growing worry, then he turned and yanked his partner by her sleeve. "Get Byrne," he urged, "he's on the upper level. Get him here, tell him it's urgent. Drag him if you have to!"
The girl nodded and rushed away, dreading the weightlessness that was still effective on the upper levels of engineering. "Commander Byrne, Commander Byrne!" she yelled, trying to get the CEO's attention. When she had it, she pointed towards the lower levels. "Commodore Reckus is here and she needs your assistance." She gasped for breath several times. "Badly sir, she just appeared out of nowhere, and she's in a bad shape sir!"
Meanwhile, MaGragge had helped his CO to sit down and tapped his combadge. "Engineering to sickbay, Doc Nack are you there?"
Static.
"Doctor Nack? Do you copy?" Again, static. The young man wondered how long it'd take for the minute doctor to run from sickbay to engineering, but he hoped it'd be soon. He looked up at the pregnant CO. "Is there anything I can do?" he asked, panic visible in his eyes.
Sonak shook her head, grinding her teeth together and fighting for control. If she'd let it slip now, she'd be in serious trouble; she needed to concentrate, be her own doctor if it was needed. "Get the doctor," she finally breathed, "and my husband. They beamed me here but apparently got left behind."
MaGragge nodded, but feared to leave her. He waved for another mate's attention. "Get the doc here stat!" he snapped, watching the boy rush off in a hurry. He looked up to see Byrne approach. "Sir, she's in trouble. She got beamed here, but the doc's got left behind. And she's in labour sir. What should we do?" He glanced up at Byrne in sheer panic, hoping the experienced chief engineer would be able to help until the doctor would arrive.
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Post by teyno on Nov 7, 2006 1:47:52 GMT
Teyno moved down the Jeffries tube; he didn't trust the turbolifts at the moment. He had been repairing systems on the bridge, but found that he did not have the necessary tools to do so. That was why he was on his way to engineering.
A few moments later, he opened a hatch to find himself in the middle of engineering.
"Hey," he said, to no one in particular, "the bridge is improperly equipped and..."
He stopped as he saw Sonak in pain.
"Is she in labour?" He asked.
"We think so." Said a young officer.
"Where's the Doctor?" Asked Teyno.
"We don't know; systems failures." Said the officer.
Teyno sighed, knowing what he had to do, "Well, I have some experience in the area of delivering babies, I can deliver it if we can't find the doctor."
Everone looked at him in surprise.
Hope flared in the Vulcan's eyes as she glanced from Byrne to Teyno, though she couldn't quite remember who this civillian was again. She had a vague memory of having a mission specialist aboard, but she couldn't remember his name. However, he wasn't a doctor, apparently. "I would prefer the doctor if possible," she breathed.
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