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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 8, 2007 4:53:29 GMT
A couple of days after Lt. Maverick's drill, Logan sat in his office bouncing a ball off the far wall. Watching the MSD (Master System Display) board, he noticed a few oddities within the layout of the ship.
"Computer, can you overlay the space volume within the Spacedock area and isolate the lower Module of the ship and display on the screen on the "Pool Table"?", asked Byrne. Once the displays came up, he noticed a few areas within the volume that could withstand a detached vessel rotating on all axises. Running a few scenarios, he found that tis could be simulated on the holodeck.
Smirking, he saved the information into the data port in his right arm.
"Commodore Sonak, I am ready to assemble to the Conference Room for mission briefing. Hope I don't disapoint", stated Byrne into his Commbadge. <TAG Sonak>
Just as he sent this message, there was a huge jolt in the ship and the alarms went off. There were Redlines outlining all of the RCS (Remote Control System) thrusters surrounding the ship. Ripping the ship from it's mooring and sending it into a small rotaing spin into the side of the inner ring of the Starbase. <TAG Lt. Tovan / Comm. Sonak>
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Post by fox on Mar 8, 2007 14:30:44 GMT
Just as he sent this message, there was a huge jolt in the ship and the alarms went off. There were Redlines outlining all of the RCS (Remote Control System) thrusters surrounding the ship. Ripping the ship from it's mooring and sending it into a small rotaing spin into the side of the inner ring of the Starbase. Fox sat in his quarters as the ship jolted. Faintly he could hear alarms. He immediately left his quarters. In the corridors red blinking lights were visible. He quickly walked to the turbolift. "Bridge" he said, not much later he walked onto it. Immediately he took his station. "Whats going on?" he asked the officer who stood at the station next to his. "I don't have a clue Commander." he replied. "The alarms suddenly went off." Fox looked at his station, hoping sensors would show more of what was going on.
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Post by marco on Mar 9, 2007 7:14:13 GMT
Marco wasn't too surprised when the ship jolted. From the last few officers that had ran drills, the doctor was starting to expect incompetency. Apparently, from what he read while waiting for Commander Byrne's drill to start, the previous Doctor even failed his own drill! Marco had thrown that padd in a fit. "I should have stayed on that stupid freighter if this is the caliber of work I have to deal with."
The forcefields went down on the bio beds, leaving two angry marines free to move about. They had been there for 10 hours now, Marco having no reason to let them go, and Maverick not having the sense to retrieve them.
Thanks to L'ola, his systems were back and running smooth. Hopefully the latest jolt didn't hurt the files. Hopefully the latest jolt didn't hurt her either!
The two marines seemed to be cortically connected, because they both went after Marco without the need to discuss it with themselves first.
Marco had a good running start, leaving the malfunctioning doors in sickbay a few strides ahead of the two brutes. They were clearly unhappy, and although Marco had justified holding them to himself, he had not the ability to impart that concept unto his pursuers.
The doctor hid behind a bulkhead in the hallway, and hit his commbadge.
=/\= Doctor to Maverick =/\=
<Maverick>
=/\= Can you please call off your drill subjects. They have quite the temper right now, and I have a feeling that they are wanting to temper me! =/\=
Maverick responded, but not soon enough. One of the marines grabbed Marco by his neck and raised him a foot off the ground. The other laughed aloud, knowing that their own vigilante form of justice was about to be served.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2007 19:13:04 GMT
Sonak was thrown off her feet and banged her shoulder hard against her desk as she was trying to controll her fall. Wincing, she got back to her feet, not knowing she like every other staffmember was beamed to the holodeck just as the jolt occurred. Everyone continued as normal from their current positions, believing every situation was real.
Rubbing her shoulder, she emerged from her readyroom. "Engineering what is going on!" she called, then glared at her new CNO. "Tovan, why are we floating towards the dock exit?" she snapped as she sat down in the centre seat.
Beside her, Nick looked equally displeased with the situation. "I'll go see," he offered, "and you get that shoulder looked at." He cast her one of his no-argument looks that only he could give her.
The Vulcan nodded in response. "L'Ola, alert starbase that there may be an eminent collision danger, and sound the proximity alerts. Fox, get sensors back online. Tovan, see what you can do about stabilising the ship." She gazed after Nick as he sped into the turbolift. As Trey wasn't on the bridge, she assumed he'd also felt the jolt and was assembling his marines to be at the ready.
"L'Ola you have the bridge until I return." Minutes later she approached sickbay only to be nearly overrun by a frantic CMO who apparently was chased by two marines. "Enough!" she snapped, grabbing the young doctor by the collar while pointing at the two marines. "I said enough!" she roared as the marines still approached. "You two, report back to Lieutenant Maverick! We have a situation. You doctor, get back to sickbay. I require your asssitance. After that, we are going to the conference room as Commander Byrne was going to brief us on his scenario."
She shoved D'Angelo back into sickbay, while letting the two marines pass. "I am certain you felt the jolt. I fell and hurt my shoulder, please have a look at it." Sonak sat down on one of the biobeds and waited impatiently for the doctor to proceed. Right now her place was on the bridge and she wanted to get back there as soon as possible. As inertial dampeners started to fail while the ship rolled, Sonak started to feel a slight pitch in the deck. "This cannot be good," she murmured, "we are rolling and soon going to collide with the inside of this dock!"
ooc: please note that Bellicose is NOT a mushroom type starbase...
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Post by tovan on Mar 9, 2007 23:39:19 GMT
Tovan was just stepping onto the turbolift when the jolt hit. He immediately stepped back onto the bridge, and made a beeline for the helm. He quickly scanned the status display.
Commodore Reckus rushed onto the bridge. "Engineering what is going on!" she called, then glared at her new CNO. "Tovan, why are we floating towards the dock exit?" she snapped.
"Attitude control has just gone haywire. Several of the thrusters just fired randomly, tearing us away from our moorings. I'm having difficulty restoring control."
As Sonak left for sickbay, Tovan set about regaining control of the ship. "Attempting to compensate for the spin with maneuvering thruster," he reported. Some of the thrusters didn't respond, while others fired wildly out of sync, only making the spin worse. Inertial dampeners were beginning to slip, and Tovan could feel the deck seem to tilt.
"Automatic RCS control is ineffective, switching to manual." His calm tone belied a certain growing agitation with the current predicament. If they didn't regain control of the ship soon, they would crash into the space doors, and Tovan doubted Starfleet would be happy with them for punching a hole in the Starbase.
Using the manual controls, Tovan slowly managed to bring the tumble to a controlled drift, but without computer control, he wouldn't be able to completely halt the Vesuvius.
He turned to L'Ola. "Commander, I suggest we use the tractor beam to lock on to the starbase and keep us stationary."
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 10, 2007 3:38:11 GMT
Grabbing for the console in front of him, Byrne punched a few buttons to isolate the problem and forward information to the Engineering Console on the Bridge. Re-establishing gravity control, Byrne raced upto the Bridge. "Lt. Tovan, sorry to meet you under these circumstances, but we need to alert the Starbase of imminent impact if we can't push the ship away from the Main Module of the base. I have already erected a tractor beam to 'catch' us, but the momentum of the Starbase's turning will throw us with them. And where is the Commodore?" <TAG Tovan> All members check the OCC...... Once he established that the main control relays from the Impulse engines was fused open causing all the the RCS modules to fire. Problem was that the plasma condiuts feeding the modules were firing in random intervals and it would take time to disable all of them in time. The other problem was that they wouldn't be able to get another ship close enough to stop the spin in time to avoid hitting the Main section of the base. But, he had a plan.......
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2007 21:35:11 GMT
Trey was seat at his desk writing up his overdue report on his scenario when a massive jolt scent him flying off his chair and onto the floor. He picked him self up and was about to hit his come badge when doctor de’angelo’s voice came screeching through
=/\= Doctor to Maverick =/\=
“What is it doc?”
=/\= Can you please call off your drill subjects. They have quite the temper right now, and I have a feeling that they are wanting to temper me! =/\=
“On my way doc”
Trey had completely forgotten about the two marines who were left in sickbay and worst of all one of them was a hot blooded klingon. As trey made his way down the hall towards the turbo life he once again found him self taking a nose dive onto the floor {what the hell is going on} he thought to him self. He decided to head to the bridge instead, the doctor would have to try and cope with the two marines for the time being. The turbo lift doors slid open and trey stepped onto the bridge, he began making his way to the helm when he noticed someone was already stationed there. Trey rushes over and yanked him out of the chair throwing him to the floor
“Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing to this ship?” trey asked as he pulled and pointed his phaser at the young Vulcan lying on the floor
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Post by tovan on Mar 11, 2007 19:17:06 GMT
Tovan had his full attention on the panel in front of him, concentrating on using the fused RCS modules to attempt to steady the ship.
The chief engineer stepped out onto the bridge. "Lt. Tovan, sorry to meet you under these circumstances, but we need to alert the Starbase of imminent impact if we can't push the ship away from the Main Module of the base. I have already erected a tractor beam to 'catch' us, but the momentum of the Starbase's turning will throw us with them. And where is the Commodore?"
"She was injured and was forced to go to sickbay. I will attempt to raise the Starbase."
He was just opening hailing frequencies when the turbolift discharged a Marine. Suddenly, Tovan found himself flung backwards out of his chair and onto the floor. He looked up to see a phaser pointed at his head. He felt a quick burst of anger before analyzing it and dissipating it.
“Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing to this ship?” the Marine demanded.
Tovan slowly drew himself back up. With a quick jolt to the wrist, he relieved the Marine of his phaser before he could react. "I am the Chief Navigation Officer of this vessel, and if you will allow me, I'm going to attempt to prevent this it from colliding with the starbase."
He pushed the marine out of the way, heading back towards his console. "May I remind you that attacking a fellow officer is a court-martial offense, and I will be reporting this incident to Commodore Sonak. Please take ops and inform the starbase that we have experienced total loss of control and are in danger of collision."
Tovan stepped past the marine, trusting that he would see the logic of the situation and do what he said.
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Post by fox on Mar 12, 2007 8:11:07 GMT
He turned to L'Ola. "Commander, I suggest we use the tractor beam to lock on to the starbase and keep us stationary." Fox also turned around away from his station. Looking at both L'Ola and Tovan. "Together with that we could activate an inverted tractor beam in the opposite direction to push us away from the spacedock to avoid us bumping against it." L'Ola nodded "Its worth to try, do it." she replied. Immediately Fox turned to his console again "i hope this works" he thought "this hasn't done much before, at least not by me". He pushed some buttons on his console and a tractor beam emerged, pushing the Vesuvius a bit away from the spacedock.
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Post by marco on Mar 13, 2007 3:33:38 GMT
Marco checked the Commodore's shoulder. "Nothing serious - I'll give you some pain medication... let me go get my hypospppprrraaay......" the doctor's tone was elongated when he reached for his hypospray and found it was missing.
"That's strange, I could have sworn I left it here earlier." He looked at Alice, who was just about to end her shift, and she remembered it being there as well.
"Hmm.. oh well, we'll have to inventory them when the drills are over."
Commodore Reckus was sitting on the edge of the biobed, waiting, when the doctor returned. "This won't hurt a bit." He pressed the emitter tip gently into her shoulder. She flinched when he pressed the spray into her bruised shoulder. "All set."
Marco thought twice this time about asking for a reprieve from the Drills. He had a feeling that if he asked one more time, it would be the last time he would be able to speak.
There was another loud and violent shutter throughout the ship. Marco fell on top of Commodore Reckus - in a rather awkward position. He immediately rolled off of her, as they both struggled to regain their composure.
D'Angelo now had his own injuries to treat. What seemed like a slight bump to the leg inflamed an old hoverball injury. Reaching for the hypospray, he found it was missing again.
"Did you touch that spray, Commodore?" She shook her head no. "That's odd." He made his way to the cabinet where the sprays were kept. The case was completely full.
"Something funny is going on here, Commodore." He explained what just happened to the Commodore, who looked concerned herself.
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 13, 2007 3:42:52 GMT
Once Commander Fox activated the inverse tractor beam, the ship seemed to be out of peril. Then almost immediately, the ships structural integrity field short-circuited and sent the ship into Red-Alert. Cutting off the alarm, Byrne communicated the situation to the Sickbay for the Commodore to hear, as well. Shunting the power to the dorsal impulse engines, he fired three quick bursts to stabilize the direction of the ship. Turning to Lt. Maverick, Byrne shot him a no-win question. "Lt., seeing your so gun happy, how would you like to be famous. I need a good pilot and a quick finger to possibly stop this ship and still keep us from scrapping paint with the Starbase. I need you to take the prototype shuttle and kind of play 'bumper cars' with the ship. No choice, suit up." <TAG Maverick> "Commander Fox, I need you to stop knocking us around, and please aim the tractor beam to the shield array and I think Mr. Maverick is gonna need something to bump against." <TAG Fox> "Commodore, I have the information to stop the RCS burns, but it's gonna take time."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2007 20:07:28 GMT
"May I remind you that attacking a fellow officer is a court-martial offense, and I will be reporting this incident to Commodore Sonak. Please take ops and inform the starbase that we have experienced total loss of control and are in danger of collision."
Trey eyed the Vulcan as he took his seat at the helm.
“What ever you say pointy and just so you know when this crisis is over me and you are going to have some words” trey then made is way to the ops console. As trey began to relay his message his console began shooting sparks just before it short-circuited
“I guess sending a message to starbase is out of the question now” he said as he turned towards commander Byrne
Logan shot him a very serious look.
"Lt., seeing your so gun happy, how would you like to be famous. I need a good pilot and a quick finger to possibly stop this ship and still keep us from scrapping paint with the Starbase. I need you to take the prototype shuttle and kind of play 'bumper cars' with the ship. No choice, suit up."
“I would love to sir” answered trey. He then made his way to shuttle bay one, his first posting on the vesuvious was as it C.N.O and flying was always his strongest attribute. He made his way into the shuttle and shut the hatch behind him. He then made his way to the helm
=/\=maverick and shuttle ragnarock ready for liftoff =/\=
=/\= okay shuttle ragnarock you are cleared to leave =/\=
the bay doors opened and trey took the shuttle out
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2007 20:38:41 GMT
Flexing her injured shoulder, Sonak silently commended the young doctor's performance. He was certainly different than the Ferengi doctor that had served so briefly on her ship, but he proved to be equally competent. As she stepped off the biobed, she felt the tilt of the ship and the odd tremors on the deck.
Both observations made her look around and scrutinize her surroundings. With a slight smile she then pointed up. "There are your two hyposprays doctor," she spoke softly, "they seem to have been polarised when the ship jolted, and are now stuck to the ceiling. Thank you for seeing to my shoulder doctor. When you have time, meet me in my office in an hour, we need to have a talk. Right now I want you to head to engineering and see if you can give them a hand. Time to give you some engineering insight into the quirks of this unique vessel."
Again she offered the young doctor a slight but encouraging smile. "Surely Admiral Elron told you that this vessel is one of a kind?" With a final nod she walked out of sickbay.
She had just stepped into the turbolift when she heard Logan's voice over her combadge. "Commodore, I have the information to stop the RCS burns, but it's gonna take time."
"Thank you commander," she replied, "I am on my way to the bridge. Please have a status report ready when I get there." Sadly the only report she was given upon arrival was that Commander Martens had been injured during the second jolt. The Vulcan knelt beside her first officer, quickly checking his vital signs. "Bridge to sickbay, medical emergency! Commander Martens has been injured."
That taken care of, she turned to Logan. "As of now you are assigned as acting first officer until Nick is back on his feet," she told the astounded chief engineer, "and I am still waiting for that status report!" Next she rounded on the new navigator. "Engage forward thrusters, get us an antithrust to keep us away from any wall or ship. L'Ola, Fox, any luck on sensors and raising Bellicose? Admiral Clark needs to be warned of eminent collissions! And where is Lieutenant Maverick?"
As SMO, it was Maverick's job to make sure the commanding officer stayed safe at all times, and thus in general his place was on the bridge, or whatever location his CO was going to be at where there might be danger. As she hadn't been given a status report yet, she couldn't know that Logan had sent him out on a shuttle.
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 14, 2007 1:18:49 GMT
Turning to the Commodore, Byrne shot her an 'I have things under control' look. Handing her his PADD, he stated," Here is my current status report, Lt. Tovan is handling the anti-thrust to the malfuntioning RCS thrusters, but we have no control over the ship as a whole. I have sent Lt. Maverick in the Ragnarock shuttle to position himself in between us and the Starbase, in the event of any collisions. I also have Commander Fox adjusting the tractor beam to synch with the shields on the shuttle as not to squish Lt. Maverick during manuveurs. And as far as Commander Martens, I think I can handle the job." With a semi-stunned return look, the Commodore took her seat easing into to it to avoid hitting her sore arm. "Commander Byrne, I need you to have a solid plan in my hand within the next few moments. This has to stop. I really don't think Admiral Clark wants his Starbase bumped in any way. And I want Lt. Maverick back at his post as soon as possible." With that, Logan went back to assume trying options to stabilize the overall ship.
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Post by lucykanz on Mar 15, 2007 19:41:20 GMT
<Just before the start of the engineering drill>
With her bag on her back and a spring in her step, Lucy stepped off the ship and onto the very familiar Starbase that she had once called home. It felt like a lifetime since her last visit there, and with everything that had gone on in between trips she was justified in thinking that.
She headed straight for one of the reception rooms, having already done her location research on the way in. During the short walk she smiled at everyone she passed, and tried to see if anything much had changed around the base.
As expected, the room was fairly full of people all looking very smart. There were quite a few people that Lucy didn't recognise, but it didn't take long for her to spot her targets in the corner. She snuck up on them. "Ah good, I made it in time."
The look of amazement on the faces that turned round to see her was priceless. "What the..." Pete started. "Teri!" Ed exclaimed. Sam merely sat there looking like several good dreams had come true all at once.
"I wasn't sure if I'd make it in time, so I didn't call ahead just in case. What's the hold up anyway?"
Ed laughed, "Umm personnel shortage!"
Lucy looked a little confused at this, but all was revealed to her as Josh came running through the doors wearing his duty uniform. "Sorry I'm late guys! Just literally got in" he managed to say between breaths. He stopped sharply, before continuing to walk slowly forwards alongside Pete.
The Starfleet Captain, an old friend of Pete's parents', who had been stood at the front smiled warmly at them. "All ready now?" The pair nodded, and the whole room turned round to watch the entrance.
After the final important person had made her way into the room, the Captain spoke to everyone. "We are gathered here today to witness the union between Pete Lorenzetti and Lara Qualtrough..."
Sam still hadn't stopped smiling in Lucy's direction.
After the ceremony was over, the reunited group of friends sat talking for a while. "Well I think that was very successful. I mean, once the best man finally showed up" Ed said teasingly.
Josh pretended to sulk for a moment. "It wasn't exactly my fault that we got diverted on the way back. I thought we were gonna be back a week ago."
"Sure, sure. Excuses, excuses. Of course, if you hadn't been late then Teri wouldn't have got here in time so..."
Lucy grinned, "Actually, yeah. I owe you one for that."
As it got later in the day the bar they were in started to fill up, which reminded Lucy of the time that was passing. "I have to go check in with someone else for a bit. Will you guys be by the docking ports before I leave tomorrow?"
Ed nodded, "Yeah we'll be there. Have fun on the Ves!" He looked across at his best friend. Normally this much silence from Sam would be major cause for concern, but in this case he had a pretty good idea what was going on.
"Computer, is the status of the room still the same?" "Affirmative" "Thank you"
Lucy pressed on the door chime.
"It's open" came a slightly muffled voice from inside.
She stepped through and tried not to laugh at L'Ola, who was flat out on the floor trying to reach something from underneath a chair. "Hey, guess who!"
There was a shriek of delight from under the chair, followed by a clonk sound when the security chief tried to sit up (obviously forgetting where she was). But soon enough she had wriggled out and was standing up, giving her sort-of daughter a crushing hug. After a while she stepped back and looked at Lucy's face, which showed an identical smile to her own. "What on Quo'nos are you doing here?"
"I finished up what I was doing on Earth and decided to drop by before I start my new job."
L'Ola thought about this for a second, "And what job are you doing next, miss multi-talented."
Lucy took in a deep breath. "Well" she started, "Central Security decided that I need to be under the watch of a Commander and get trained in a load of Starfleet things. Which is all fine, but I wanted a job where I could play with computers and help other people to play with them too."
"So...."
"So I'm off to the Academy" she grinned even more at the approving look on L'Ola's face, "I get to teach engineering, and a few of the other instructors are going to get me up to scratch on the training that Security were worried about."
"Now that sounds like the perfect job for you. But you know, before you start we'd better make sure your reflexes are still up to scratch."
Lucy pretended to think for a moment, "Tennis?" she asked.
L'Ola nodded, "Of course!" She didn't care that she had reports to write and a schedule to create. Lucy was there with her and she would enjoy it for the short time it would last.
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Post by marco on Mar 16, 2007 5:05:25 GMT
"Hello? Anyone?" Marco entered engineering, which seemed to be abandoned at the moment. "Commodore Reckus said I was needed here."
Nobody answered. Growing a bit impatient, Marco tapped his badge. "Commander Byrne. Are you in need of my assistance?"
Upon acknowledgment, D'Angelo made his way up to the bridge. This engineering drill, whatever it was, was a relief in the sense that he hadn't been injured finally. He came in during the security drill, but his first real drill was the science drill, where he fell into the lake of heavy water. Then his wrist was stomped on by a brute of a marine in the marine drill. Aside from the occasional jolt from the ship clearly hitting something, the doctor was doing alright for the engineering drill. The only engineering he did was to regain the medical files, and he didn't even do that! L'ola did.
Marco sighed. L'ola. There was a character alright. He never could gauge her reaction to him, however.
"Computer, locate Jatan Reckus." He had forgotten to leave someone in charge of main sickbay when he left, but the computer confirmed Jatan's presence. The man was a god-send, especially raising as many kids on a Starship that he and the Commodore had. It was a wonder that he didn't burst from all the responsibilities.
Marco, on the other hand, had no ambition of starting a family. He found children rather annoying. In fact, Marco had no ambition of committing fully to anyone or anything. Starfleet was by far the first commitment he had ever made, and after the last few weeks, he was starting to regret that decision. At least the Commodore was understanding.
Ah, the Commodore. She wanted to see him later. Hopefully it was not going to be yet another reprimand for avoiding the Drills. She was not cold and calculating as Marco first thought, probably a built in bias that Marco's brain had against Vulcans. She was calculating, but not cold. In fact, Marco had seen her crack a smile on multiple occasions. And like any Captain, she had complete control of her faculties at all times. Perhaps he wouldn't be in trouble after all, lest she inform him of the problem earlier. He would have to wait to find out.
The ship made a minor jolt. The inertial dampers probably gave out again.
Reaching the bridge, Marco found Logan. "Commodore Reckus said you needed me. Anything in particular? Or should I start working on the bruises you all have been creating?"
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 16, 2007 22:09:14 GMT
Taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Doctor, he nodded in the direction of the Commodore, with a hush look. Tapping into the command protocols, Byrne was able to access the primary EPS conduits in the Discordia module to engage a seperation procedure. "Commander Byrne to Lt. Maverick, I am disengaging the lower module to assist in stabilizing the ship. I need you to place your shuttle below it to allow it to clear the main vessel to avoid collision." <TAG Trey>
"Lt. Tovan, I need you to synchronize the timing of the blasts and come up with an anti-firing solution." <TAG Tovan>
Whispering to the doctor, "Marco, sorry to be so informal, but I need you to place yourself behind the Commodore with your hypospray. When I say engage, knock her out. We're gonna warp the upper part of the ship to avoid hitting the Starbase, and by then Tovan should be able to control the path of the ship. And then the Engineering crew should have the RCS control system fixed. Can I count on you?", asked Byrne. <TAG D'Angelo>
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2007 22:31:39 GMT
The Vulcan commodore listened as her chief engineer started issuing instructions, then raised an eyebrow as she overheard him ordering Discordia to be detached from the ship. There wasn't much room to maneuvre in the dock, and detaching a module and allowing it to float free would reduce their maneuvring capabilities. However, they didn't seem to be in the dock anymore, but rather underneath it and tumbling towards the base out of control.
It was already bad enough that they were going to damage the starbase, breaking up the ship in more parts was only going to increase that risk. However, she could see that there were little remaining options, so she said nothing. She nodded towards the CMO as he walked up to her, noticing he had a hypospray at the ready.
Since she had seem Logan talk to the young doctor, she assumed he had called D'Angelo up to look after her as she'd injured herself in the earlier jolts. And as it was natural for medics to carry a hypospray at all times, she didn't see any harm or danger into it, especially not when he positioned himself behind her.
"Ensign Tovan, the helm is yours," she ordered, "as soon as this maneuvre Commander Byrne is planning is executed, I want you to exert maximum thrust, but give the tractorbeam an antithrust if we get to close to starbase."
Sonak looked up at D'Angelo. "As soon as this is done, you and I are going to have a little talk." She gave him a small but reassuring smile. "I may have a surprise for you doctor." She fixed her gaze on the main viewscreen again, wondering how she had missed the fact that they were no longer in the starbase, and how it was possible they had fallen out. She glanced sideways at Byrne, wondering how he had noticed and how he would explain how this had been possible.
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Post by tovan on Mar 17, 2007 19:58:41 GMT
Tovan had managed to change the trajectory to fall out of drydock, but the Vesuvius was still dangerously close to the station. Fortunately, he had a bit more room to maneuver now. As he manpulated the controls, he heard Logan outling a plan to seperate the Discordia module to make the ship easier to maneuver.
"Lt. Tovan, I need you to synchronize the timing of the blasts and come up with an anti-firing solution."
"Aye, sir." he relplied, setting about the calculations. He overheard a mention of sedation by Logan, but a jolt drowned out the rest of the conversation. He made the last calculations, then turned back towards the COE and the Commodore.
"Solution is ready. Ready to begin on your mark."
"Ensign Tovan, the helm is yours," Sonak ordered, "as soon as this maneuvre Commander Byrne is planning is executed, I want you to exert maximum thrust, but give the tractorbeam an antithrust if we get to close to starbase."
Tovan returned his attention to his console. "Engage," Commander Bryne ordered. There was a clunk as the module seperated, and Tovan executed the burn, pushing the rest of the ship away, and orienting the ship for full velocity. Suddenly, he heard the hiss of a hypospray, and the Commodore was down. He was about to call for sickbay, when the remote proximity alarm went off.
"Commander! The Discordia is out of control and is heading towards the base. Lt. Maverik is chasing it, but he doesn't have enough time to catch it."
"Put a tractor beam on it," Bryne replied
"We need all of the energy we have to keep us away from the base. I can get us away and free, but we may not have enough time to stop the Discordia."
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 18, 2007 0:38:46 GMT
As the order was issued the lower module was disconnected and sent into a slow trajectory towards the drydock.
"Lt. Maverick, she's all yours. Push into the docking area, the base will take over.", yelled Byrne. <TAG Trey>
"Lt. Tovan, just keep what is left of the ship together and engage warp drive on my command. I need to get us clear of the base. Once we do that, I want you to divert all of the power from the RCS's and push it back into the impulse engines and vent from there. That should get us under control." <TAG Tovan>
Nodding to D'Angelo, he started the warp sequence to flush the power from the EPS conduits and restart the cores. Once the board became green, he yelled,"Engage warp now."
Half standing up in pain, the Commodore yelled,"What?" And with that she was injected and slumped into her chair with D'Angelo easing her into her place.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2007 19:14:53 GMT
As trey exited the shuttle bay he was able to see the severity of the situation for what it was.
“Wow this is messed up man. Oh well, time to do what I do best FLY” =/\= maverick here, I await the detachment of the lower module =/\=
=/\ copy that maverick, detaching lower module now =/\=
Trey kept his eyes on the module as it was released. As the rest of the vesuvious pushed away from it the force of her thrust sent the lower module Discordia flying off towards the starbase. Trey was belly able to dodge her as she veered pass him.
“Oh boy this is not good”
Trey sent his shuttle chasing after Discordia. This did not look good, the module was moving fast very fast and at the rate she was going she would impact the starbase in approximately 3 minutes. Trey’s thought processors were now working overtime “GOT IT!” he shouted
“Computer I need you to transfer all power to the impulse engines and on my mark give me maximum burn…. NOW!”
This sent shuttle fly but it was not enough “dam still need more speed, okay in the immortal words of the great action man [check it out dial it in and amp it up] ok we’re taking this baby to warp, on my mark warp one.” Trey set the computer to send the shuttle into for 30 nano seconds “MARK!” and the shuttle went into warp. The shuttle dropped out of warp ahead of the module but deadly close to the starbase “all power to reverse thrusters now” and at the same time he put the shuttle into a reverse 180 half corkscrew u-turn. His high octane maneuvers were a little to much for a few of the shuttles systems, and they began to spark and burn out.
“Logan’s not going to like this” trey turned his attention to the module which was now headed straight towards him. He transferred all power to the shuttles tractor beam and fired at the module. This added more strain t the shuttles systems and more of here panels began to blow
“Come on baby hold together we’re almost there” the module Discordia came to full stop mere inches away from him and the star base.
=/\=maverick to Commander Logan alls well sir I got her am heading back now trey out=/\=
Trey and the shuttle slowly made there way back to the vesuvious’s docking bay
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 19, 2007 2:39:56 GMT
As Maverick managed to get the lower module into the docking area, he radioed that he was ready to rendevous with the main vessel. Once verifying that the Discordia Module was secrued by the base, Byrne shot the main ship into warp to stabilize the rolling of the ship.
Assisting Lt. Tovan in the computations to shut off the power flow to the RCS modules, Logan was able to calm down the doctor after stunning the CO.
Once the main vessel hit warp 1.75, Tovan was able to shunt the plamsa from the RCS thrusters back into impulse engines, thus venting the energetic plasma into space. Thus allowing the ship to return back the Bellicose to redock with the Discordia Module.
Mission saved.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2007 18:26:29 GMT
Sonak woke up sitting in her own command chair, not realising she'd been beamed back to it from the holodeck while she was unconscious. The last thing she remembered was the ship being adrift but when she looked around everything seemed to be normal. Beside her sat Logan, evidently reading over his scenario report. When he noticed she'd woken up he cast her a sheepish grin then held out the PADD to her.
Instead of returning the smile, she cast him a dark glare. "I could have you court martialed for that commander," she commented, her tone threatening, "you and Doctor D'Angelo both. As it is..." She glared up at the doctor, who had remained on the bridge. "Readyroom," she said shortly, preceding the young doctor into her private office.
Once in there, she motioned for D'Angelo to take a seat. "As I just told Byrne, I could have your pips for that action during Byrne's scenario. As it is, Starfleet seems to have evaluated you enough and decided to promote you from acting ensign straight to lieutenant junior grade. While I deem your most recent action questionable given your Hippocratic oath....I do agree with their assessment." She reached over and attached a gold pip next to the already present black one. "Congratulations lieutenant."
With that, she dismissed him. Though Nick was still indisposed, she still needed to run their own scenario. And now that she browsed through her messages, she also noted new orders had come in; they were to proceed to Earth for questioning regarding their most recent mission and the damages sustained during it. The Vulcan smiled to herself; her scenario could work quite well with their trip to Earth. They had some time to get there so they could travel slowly for the first part.
"Lieutenant Tovan, plot a course to Earth," she ordered as she emerged from her office, "and I want you to plot and fly it by hand. No computers, understood?" Then she turned to L'Ola. "Security protocols are to be maintained by hand also. Pretend you have no computers or phasers to work with. All you have is hand-to-hand combat and old fashioned weaponry; anything your staff can come up with as long as it is not computer based."
Her smile widened as her gaze settled on Logan. "No warp flight commander, you are to shut down the warpcore. Then I want you to report to the holodeck. We are going sailing." She now glanced around at her entire present senior staff, all but Nick Martens. "Some of you may remember our mission as sailors, others may not. However we are going to use a steam sailing vessel. I wish to find out how much you remember or know about old fashioned craftmanship. Fox, I am once more banishing you to the galley. Use your scientific knowledge to come up with ways to prepare our meals. L'Ola, you are to maintain safety aboard the vessel as I have just suggested to you. Tovan, you are to be at the wheel, steering by hand using nothing but your compass and other medieval equipment."
Now that she had given science, helm and security a task, all that was left were her smo, cmo and chief engineer. "Logan, your task is to see to it that the vessel remains seaworthy. You are to use equipment of the timeperiod, you are forbidden to cheat and use any tools from our current era. Trey, you are to assist L'Ola in keeping the ship safe from intruders, but most importantly you are my bodyguard. We are of course expecting trouble otherwise it would not be a drill. D'Angelo, your task is most important. I wish to see how much of a country doctor you are. You are to pack a standard doctor's case, late 20th century equipment. No tricorders, no scanners."
She glanced around again. "Report to the holodeck in one hour. Anyone being late will be reprimanded."
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Post by marco on Mar 20, 2007 4:58:23 GMT
Promoted to Lieutenant. He surely wasn't expecting that, after knocking the Commodore unconscious. It took a lengthy explanation, and a few questions from the Commodore herself, to ascertain that it was Logan who had switched hyposprays. "I thought I was fixing your shoulder again. Logan told me to stand behind you, and told me that I couldn't administer the pain reliever until the ship was stabilized. He said that you weren't showing signs of pain.. but... but.." Marco was ashamed. It would be the last time he let Logan suggest anything to him again, especially in the field of medicine.
Now, leaving the bridge, the Doctor returned to his own office. "This drill seemed ridiculous, if not useless. The odds of them being sent back in time, or on some primitive planet, were remote at best. Not wanting his Commanding Officer to formulate a reprimand, however, he complied.
=/\= Replicate a scalpel, twentieth century style, a package of adhesive bandages, some... =/\= he checked his padd, =/\= ..gauze??? =/\= the computer beeped, understanding the statement even though D'Angelo did not, =/\= and iodine. =/\=
The items were replicated. It looked like a pile of junk.
"It's a wonder anyone ever survived back then," Alice said, passing by. "They didn't even have the simplest of subdermal transfusors, or dermal regenerators."
The Doctor sat down with his new tool set, and got to work trying to master the technique of using them on the replicated torso before the holodeck simulation began.
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 20, 2007 6:03:47 GMT
As the Ready Room was emtpying, Logan quietly leaned near the Commodore, and whispered," You have a date, mops and brushes to swab the decks, but dinner will be in your stateroom?"
Sonak had talked to her mate about Logan's persistence in flirting with her, and together they had decided it would be interesting to see where it would lead. At least from a medical point of view, and it would be interesting to see her own reactions. Jatan would tell her when he thought she'd go too far, as she was a poor judge of her own emotional responses off late.
She nodded at the chief engineer. "Very well," she answered, "as long as you will be the perfect gentleman. One hour commander, do not be late."
Grabbing his PADD, he brushed up on his 19th century boating skills.trying to engage in a realistic boating experience on the holodeck. Plus, he still had to convince Fox to make a nice dinner for the Commodore, per his instructions.
Heading back to his quarters, he stopped by the reclamation facility to obtain a life preserver for the maiden voyage of the ship the Commodore would have to name at a later date, to make it a real voyage. One thing he knew was that all ships of the time period had large circular things with the ship's name on it.
But still he pondered what Sonak had in store for him seeing he just had her tranked on the Bridge of the scenario. Only problm was that he had to purge the database on the holodeck to assist with the command of the CO in setting up the ship scenario.
Stopping by the Sickbay, he stopped by to congradulate the doctor on his promotion. As soon as he entered the Sickbay, he ducked a flying PADD being thrown in his direction. Looking up, he saw the doctor red-faced stomping towards him yelling about how he felt he got set up on the Bridge. Calming him down, he reminded him of the little trist that he went thru with Lt. Maverick's scenario and how he was to a little payback. And who better with, then the CO. <TAG D'Angelo>
With that, he headed back to his quarters, he grabbed his kit bag for a long voyage.
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