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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #105 on: March 10, 2017, 05:15:33 pm »
[Engineering]

The sound of Fritz and Hendrix opening fire with their phase pistols filled Bota with anxiety as he and Junta carefully seated the rebuilt injector into the core housing. 

Bota had never rebuilt an injector so hastily and with so few diagnostic checks.  He wondered to himself if the rush might have resulted in the injector being more dangerous now than when he'd pulled it.  They'd know soon enough.  Once it was in place, he could run it through a series of quick tests that would reveal any obvious problems.

Unfortunately, even with a working injector, the ship would not be able to go to warp or enjoy the restoration of main power.  That was because the dilithium crystal had cracked, and the crystal cradle needed to be re-aligned so that the matter/antimatter streams could avoid the fissure.  Re-aligning the cradle was a delicate process, preferably performed by personnel with years of experience. 

That meant that he and the Chief Engineer should be doing it together.  But with all the intruders marauding through the ship, it seemed unlikely she would be able to get here safely.

Fritz gave a sharp yelp on the catwalk above, and then his body went over the railing, falling to the lower deck.  He struck the deck head-first, and a sickening crunch suggested that he would not survive the injury. 

"We're being overrun," Hendrix shouted between phase-pistol bursts.  Bota nodded to Junta and whipped out his own pistol.  The pair took angled firing positions and added their suppressive fire to hold down the entryway that the unknown attackers were using.  Each time they hit one of the attackers, the target flashed and vaporized.  It had to be some kind of suicide device built into their armor.

"Take this," he said to Junta, handing the man his pistol, "I need to see something."

Junta accepted the pistol and returned his attention to the entryway, double-fisting the weapons in a classic action-hero pose. 

Bota meanwhile took out his scanner, taking readings as the next batch of aggressors came to the entryway.   An exchange of fire ended with Hendrix being lightly cooked by a near-miss, while Junta's dynamic firing pattern took out a pair of attackers.  Two bright flashes transitioned the foes out of the material realm.

Bota looked at the readings on his scanner.  The attackers were wearing disruptor vests with attached biomonitor triggers.  One of the vests had gone off even though the soldier within had only been moderately wounded.  It seemed that even a momentary interruption of biosigns must be enough to activate the vest.

He opened his communicator, "=/\= Lieutenant M'Bala to the Bridge.  Engineering is under serious and continuous assault, and we could use reinforcements as soon as possible.  I am also unlikely to successfully restore main power without the help of our Chief Engineer.  But in brighter news, I have an idea about how we might rid ourselves of the current vermin infestation. All at once.  =/\="

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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #106 on: March 11, 2017, 08:40:40 pm »
[Mess Hall]

"I'll take point, just tell me which directions to go." Thomas slid his disruptor through first, grimacing at narrow and cramped confines of the tunnels ahead. Just climbing in meant he was already crawling on his hands and knees, and he clambered along, holding the rifle in one hand so he could use it if they ran into anyone intent on killing them. "We had tunnels like this during training." Thomas commented, glancing back over his shoulder to make sure the Commander was close by. "I've always hated them."


[Tunnels]

"Yeah,  the tunnels aren't my favorite, either. Let's get headed." Clambering behind Wang, she grabbed a light from her utility pack, flooding the dark, cramped, tunnels with light.  "Alright.  Let's start heading that way."
She said, pointing to the long corridor ahead of her.
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #107 on: March 11, 2017, 10:16:19 pm »

[Tunnels]

"Yeah,  the tunnels aren't my favorite, either. Let's get headed." Clambering behind Wang, she grabbed a light from her utility pack, flooding the dark, cramped, tunnels with light.  "Alright.  Let's start heading that way."
She said, pointing to the long corridor ahead of her.

[Tunnels]

"Yes Ma'am." Crawling along with rifle in hand, Thomas kept going forward, trying to ignore the stiffening burn slowly permeating through his right arm and shoulder. The tunnels were warm and cramped, and he had to stop periodically to wipe the sweat from dripping into his eyes. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they reached an intersection.

Sliding the hatch open, Thomas quickly clambered out, wincing as he took advantage of being able to stand again to stretch out. Turning back to help Renehan into the phonebooth sized juncture, he glanced upwards. "How much further?"

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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #108 on: March 12, 2017, 05:13:21 am »
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #109 on: March 12, 2017, 10:50:33 pm »
[Corridors]

d'Jada, Atwood, and Maddux had fought their way through the corridors, through Raptorans (or so d'Jada had called them) who seemed to appear around every corner ahead and behind, disruptors blazing. d'Jada let the MACO corporal lead the way while she watched the rear. Stealing a phaser rifle from a fallen security officer, she peppered blasts at a mob behind them, and disembowelled one ambusher with her wicked knife; mercifully, he disintegrated before anyone could see or hear the outcome. The Orion woman moved like a deadly huntress, quick to attack and to kill.

[Bridge]

Her borrowed uniform blood-spattered and scorched, the Orion exchange officer stalked onto the Bridge, briefly scanning to confirm it hadn't been taken over before addressing her temporary captain. 'We don't know, but they're here to kill us all.' she answered with a dreadful certainty. 'Last century, they invaded the Triangle region, in the coreward Orion Arm, with a fleet of ships painted to look like predatory birds. They made no communication, no declaration of war or vengeance, they just began bombing and blasting our colonies from orbit, scorching and cratering entire planets, attacking even as people evacuated. We might never have known until it was too late, but one pirate stumbled upon the massacre of Farx and fled under hot pursuit to raise the alarm. For three years, the Orion Space Navy fought tooth and nail, and even destroyed our own ships, just to protect the evacuees. We abandoned eleven worlds, millions were killed, a billion were displaced, and we fled to the other side of the Triangle, and never returned. Orion society still suffers for this.' d'Jada explained intensely, still filled with emotion and shock for an event that happened generations before she'd been born, it had so scarred their society. Bitterly, she added 'We will have vengeance, even if it takes centuries, even if we have to blow up their sun...'

Catching herself, trying to maintain her cool against such catastrophe, d'Jada went on. 'They never communicate, they don't respond to offers of peace or ransom or surrender. They never show their faces, and wear suicide suits with internal disruptors to disintegrate their bodies on death, to hide their secrets and the numbers of their dead.' She dipped her finger in the green blood on her uniform; disgusted, she wiped it back on. 'Even their DNA is scrambled, but we know they have copper-based blood like ours, skin tones like yours... Our hackers were able to access and partially decrypt one message, and got a corrupted name. We think they're called Raptorans. We don't know what they want, only that didn't seem to find it in the Triangle.'

d'Jada shuddered, and fixed Captain Tyvon with a steady, testing look, saying more laconically 'I suggest you humans consider returning to Earth and forgetting all about space. It's dangerous out here.'

Kaeti led the way and with a little sustained effort they managed to make it to the bridge, engaging a few of the hostiles along the way. Once there she managed to locate a MACO particle rifle, which she took gratefully. Still not used to the alien disruptor. She held it in her hands as she adressed the bridge.

"How has the detachment responded?"
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #110 on: March 13, 2017, 02:13:59 am »
[Bridge]

Her borrowed uniform blood-spattered and scorched, the Orion exchange officer stalked onto the Bridge, briefly scanning to confirm it hadn't been taken over before addressing her temporary captain. 'We don't know, but they're here to kill us all.' she answered with a dreadful certainty. 'Last century, they invaded the Triangle region, in the coreward Orion Arm, with a fleet of ships painted to look like predatory birds. They made no communication, no declaration of war or vengeance, they just began bombing and blasting our colonies from orbit, scorching and cratering entire planets, attacking even as people evacuated. We might never have known until it was too late, but one pirate stumbled upon the massacre of Farx and fled under hot pursuit to raise the alarm. For three years, the Orion Space Navy fought tooth and nail, and even destroyed our own ships, just to protect the evacuees. We abandoned eleven worlds, millions were killed, a billion were displaced, and we fled to the other side of the Triangle, and never returned. Orion society still suffers for this.' d'Jada explained intensely, still filled with emotion and shock for an event that happened generations before she'd been born, it had so scarred their society. Bitterly, she added 'We will have vengeance, even if it takes centuries, even if we have to blow up their sun...'

Catching herself, trying to maintain her cool against such catastrophe, d'Jada went on. 'They never communicate, they don't respond to offers of peace or ransom or surrender. They never show their faces, and wear suicide suits with internal disruptors to disintegrate their bodies on death, to hide their secrets and the numbers of their dead.' She dipped her finger in the green blood on her uniform; disgusted, she wiped it back on. 'Even their DNA is scrambled, but we know they have copper-based blood like ours, skin tones like yours... Our hackers were able to access and partially decrypt one message, and got a corrupted name. We think they're called Raptorans. We don't know what they want, only that didn't seem to find it in the Triangle.'

d'Jada shuddered, and fixed Captain Tyvon with a steady, testing look, saying more laconically 'I suggest you humans consider returning to Earth and forgetting all about space. It's dangerous out here.'

[Bridge]

Tyvon was reading off a PADD when the green-skinned Orion told him the most obvious thing in the world. "Thank you, Ensign, but I'm aware they want to kill us." He said, sarcastically but not dismissive. "The boarding parties and weapons fire told me that." From there, he began to listen as he worked. He then seemed to ignore the ensign as he gave the rest of his orders.

[Bridge]

"Captain." Mahak stood smoothly and vacated the captain's chair. "Sensors are malfunctioning, but approximately a dozen enemy vessels opened fire on the Lexington. We have entered the nebula."

At the captain's question about the enemy's intentions Mahak raised an eyebrow.

"I did not think it would be prudent to attempt to hail an enemy flotilla while they were attacking us," The Vulcan said, his words punctuated by the casual disdain reserved for humans. "And I do not believe it would be logical to attempt communication with them now, sir."

[Bridge]

"A dozen? Combat analysis. I need anything you've got. Offensive capacity, defensive... How many did we disable before we broke the nebula?" he asked, sending a stream of questions out at the Vulcan, who was annoyingly impassive.

"I trust your call, Mister Mahak. You've done right by us so far." he said, with a grudging respect for the Vulcan who he considered little better than an interloper. 

"Starfleet protocol does dictate attempts at communication, Don't they?" Tyvon asked, an ironic smirk on his face. "Maybe we can find some other solution that doesn't require bloodshed. Did we get... anything from them?" He asked. "I want answers, not more questions."

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He opened his communicator, "=/\= Lieutenant M'Bala to the Bridge.  Engineering is under serious and continuous assault, and we could use reinforcements as soon as possible.  I am also unlikely to successfully restore main power without the help of our Chief Engineer.  But in brighter news, I have an idea about how we might rid ourselves of the current vermin infestation. All at once.  =/\="

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As the call from Engineering hit the Bridge, a new red marker on the display in front of Tyvon lit up. =/\= Affirmative Engineering, this is the Captain. We're responding as best we can- just stand by until we can free up some people to send your way.=/\= he said. If engineering was lost, the ship was too. That was a situation he was refusing to allow himself to even think about. When the second half hit, he was curious. =/\= Mister M'Bala, what do you mean?=/\=

Kaeti led the way and with a little sustained effort they managed to make it to the bridge, engaging a few of the hostiles along the way. Once there she managed to locate a MACO particle rifle, which she took gratefully. Still not used to the alien disruptor. She held it in her hands as she adressed the bridge.

"How has the detachment responded?"
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #111 on: March 13, 2017, 02:39:07 am »
[Bridge]

d'Jada fumed, ill-tempered and offended as Captain Tyvon seemed to ignore her words. Was it not her role to advise these inexperienced humans on the perils of space? It was! It was her role to advise these inexperienced humans! Maybe the OSN had nothing to worry about from them after all. Unfortunately, it left her alone and unheeded on an alien ship at the mercy of the Raptorans and a life-span in hours. She wondered if it was too late to go for an escape pod...

Finally Tyvon gave his response – and she wasn't disappointed by what she heard. 'Good.' she smiled tightly, approving. 'Then you might just survive out here after all...'
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #112 on: March 13, 2017, 03:11:51 am »
[Bridge]

=/\= Mister M'Bala, what do you mean?=/\=

[Engineering]

Bota gestured as he spoke.   The people on the Bridge could not see this, of course.  It was merely a habit. 

"=/\= Sir, on the last assault upon our position, I was able to get some readings.  The enemy appear to be wearing suicide apparatus that monitor their life-signs.  I presume this barbarity is inspired by a desire not to have their boarders captured and interrogated.  However, it presents us a unique opportunity.   I believe that if we create a powerful electromagnetic pulse, we can distupt the life sign monitors in all of their suits, effectively triggering the suicide apparatus for all boarders simultaneously."

He took a breath, "There is a price for this, however.  Any such pulse will trigger a reboot of our own systems.  If there is someone on the bridge with Engineering qualifications, and you wish to try this plan, I recommend you send them with a security escort to the deflector maintenance room at the forward portion of the saucer hull.  Pulling a magnatron from the auxiliary communications maintenance box and laying its contacts across the deflector feed lines will destroy the magnatron and create a brief pulse of the intensity we need.  This should disrupt the bio-monitors and kill every single boarder.  Afterwards, the ship will be out of action for one full minute as our internal systems reboot.  We will also be unable to transmit communications in the microwave signal range, but frankly nobody uses those any more anyway.

"Once the boarders are neutralized, we'll be able to get damage control teams safely to other parts of the ship.  And perhaps the Chief Engineer will be able to make her way here.  I can't re-align the dilithium cradle effectively without her expertise. =/\="


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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #113 on: March 14, 2017, 12:18:24 pm »
[Bridge]

d'Jada fumed, ill-tempered and offended as Captain Tyvon seemed to ignore her words. Was it not her role to advise these inexperienced humans on the perils of space? It was! It was her role to advise these inexperienced humans! Maybe the OSN had nothing to worry about from them after all. Unfortunately, it left her alone and unheeded on an alien ship at the mercy of the Raptorans and a life-span in hours. She wondered if it was too late to go for an escape pod...

Finally Tyvon gave his response – and she wasn't disappointed by what she heard. 'Good.' she smiled tightly, approving. 'Then you might just survive out here after all...'

[Bridge]

"There are a lot of ways I've concidered dying, Ensign. None of them involve these aliens, so I don't plan on adding to the list of ways I died "Aliens in a nebula." he said, and nodded to her. "Report to your station, Ensign."

[Engineering]

Bota gestured as he spoke.   The people on the Bridge could not see this, of course.  It was merely a habit. 

"=/\= Sir, on the last assault upon our position, I was able to get some readings.  The enemy appear to be wearing suicide apparatus that monitor their life-signs.  I presume this barbarity is inspired by a desire not to have their boarders captured and interrogated.  However, it presents us a unique opportunity.   I believe that if we create a powerful electromagnetic pulse, we can distupt the life sign monitors in all of their suits, effectively triggering the suicide apparatus for all boarders simultaneously."

He took a breath, "There is a price for this, however.  Any such pulse will trigger a reboot of our own systems.  If there is someone on the bridge with Engineering qualifications, and you wish to try this plan, I recommend you send them with a security escort to the deflector maintenance room at the forward portion of the saucer hull.  Pulling a magnatron from the auxiliary communications maintenance box and laying its contacts across the deflector feed lines will destroy the magnatron and create a brief pulse of the intensity we need.  This should disrupt the bio-monitors and kill every single boarder.  Afterwards, the ship will be out of action for one full minute as our internal systems reboot.  We will also be unable to transmit communications in the microwave signal range, but frankly nobody uses those any more anyway.

"Once the boarders are neutralized, we'll be able to get damage control teams safely to other parts of the ship.  And perhaps the Chief Engineer will be able to make her way here.  I can't re-align the dilithium cradle effectively without her expertise. =/\="


[Bridge]

Tyvon though as he listened. He then pressed the buttons on his chair and responded. =/\=Very good, Mister M'Bota. Make me a weapon.=/\= he said, giving authorization to continue the work.

As he heard the downsides, they were numerous, but the shp was in pretty rough shape overall. One extra problem to eliminate over a dozen more was a tradeoff he'd make in a heartbeat. =/\= How will this affect life support and grav plating?=/\= he asked. He had a feeling that it would take out the grav, but that was not his call to make, and he'd rather hear it from an engineer rather than from anyone else on the ship. =/\= As soon as the MACOs or Ship Security make their way to you, get to Deflector maintenance- make it happen. Bridge out.=/\=

Tyvon tried hailing the Chief Engineer. He didn't know if the Chief would be able to respond. He tried using the small, handheld communicators, zipping the pocket it was stored in after. =/\=Tyvon to Commander Renehan=/\= he said into the opened device. Now it was a waiting game- and one that Tyvon didn't want to play.
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #114 on: March 14, 2017, 01:10:20 pm »
[Bridge]

'Aye, captain.' d'Jada acknowledged with a battle-ready snarl. As she was only an exchange officer, she didn't have a station on the bridge, not during a battle. Her place would be back in the corridors, repelling boarders, fighting hand-to-hand. Her speciality. If she was going to die in the next few hours, she was going to die taking down as many Raptorans as she could. That was the price the Raptorans had to pay for what they'd done to Farx and the other worlds.

The Orion woman turned and stalked out of the Bridge, her stolen phaser rifle raised and ready.

[Corridors]

She'd swapped her phaser rifle to one of the Starfleet personnel who could use it better; d'Jada preferred the smaller phaser pistol so she could keep her knife in her other hand for this close-quarters fighting. She'd fetched her Orion warrior's helm from her cabin at some point; the leather skullcap with eyeguards gave her a fierce, primitive aspect.

d'Jada fired reflexively down the corridor, giving a pair of Raptorans pause for thought as she charged them, screaming like a beast and ducking a wild disruptor shot that disintegrated a ceiling panel overhead. Then she was upon them, leaping on one foot and driving a raised knee into the first Raptoran's gut. He doubled over, she rammed her knife into this back. As the man vaporised in her arms, she ran through his ash, dropping her weapons and flinging her arms around the second Raptoran, a female. They were alone, she had a chance, a chance not to kill one. 'Always wanted to try this.' d'Jada grunted, dancing her leg behind the woman and driving her bodily to the deck. Working fast, d'Jada struggled to grab and trap the Raptoran woman's limbs, to pin her and finally see what was under that helmet.
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #115 on: March 14, 2017, 01:23:25 pm »
[Tunnels]

"Yes Ma'am." Crawling along with rifle in hand, Thomas kept going forward, trying to ignore the stiffening burn slowly permeating through his right arm and shoulder. The tunnels were warm and cramped, and he had to stop periodically to wipe the sweat from dripping into his eyes. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they reached an intersection.

Sliding the hatch open, Thomas quickly clambered out, wincing as he took advantage of being able to stand again to stretch out. Turning back to help Renehan into the phonebooth sized juncture, he glanced upwards. "How much further?"

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"Not too much further. " The warmth of the tunnels was getting to her, and she wiped a a couple beads of sweat off her face.  Taking another wrench out of her bag, she loosened the bolts to another entry hatch. Yes, she was breaking her own rule #1- Put all hatches back after you use them,- there was nothing she could do, at the current time. "Alright. This one should eventually go down into a vertical shaft with a ladder in it. Just a heads up."

Her comm vibrated.


Tyvon tried hailing the Chief Engineer. He didn't know if the Chief would be able to respond. He tried using the small, handheld communicators, zipping the pocket it was stored in after. =/\=Tyvon to Commander Renehan=/\= he said into the opened device. Now it was a waiting game- and one that Tyvon didn't want to play.

The signal was faint in these confined corridors, as she could barely hear it over the creaking of the engines. However she picked it up. =/\=  "Renehan to Tyvon. I'm on my way. My ETA's in about two minutes. =/\="

The tunnels in here were just a tad wider than the previous one, giving Grace a chance to catch her breath. As they went down, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of dread. She felt a sense of responsibility for her engineers, and she really did try her best to be their leader. Her train of thought however was interrupted by the familiar humming of the warp 5 engine. They were there. Unbolting the hatch, her eyes grew adjusted to the light. Engineering was in chaos. Scrambling up, she saw Bota struggling to fix the cracked Dilithium crystals.   
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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #116 on: March 14, 2017, 03:36:54 pm »
[Engineering]

=/\= "I'm afraid it will mean no systems of any kind, Sir, not even gravity.  So we'll want to find a safe place to hide before we use it." =/\=


The shuddering and shaking of the vessel had stopped, so Bota hoped they might have found a safe spot already.

When Bota received the order to initiate the process himself, he swallowed.  =/\= "Aye, Sir.  As soon as I can get out of Engineering, I'll make my way there.  M'Bala out." =/\=


He hoped that he'd have a strong Security escort soon to get him to the deflector room safely.  In the mean time, he should probably get to work on the dilithium cradle.   He wished more than anything else that the Chief Engineer was here to help him.

And no sooner had he begun to access the dilithium cradle, than his wish was granted!  Like a magical prairie dog bringing hope for a better tomorrow, the Chief Engineer popped out of a maintenance corridor, surprising everyone when she requested a report.

"Commander," Bota said, "I am so glad to see you."   He glanced at the bodies of the fallen Engineering staff, realizing he hadn't done a very good job of keeping her people alive.   But there was no time to dwell on that, now.   This attack had granted little time to dwell on anything for very long.

"We initially lost both main and auxiliary power, but we've managed to restore auxiliary.  I rebuilt a damaged antimatter injector and installed it a short time ago.   But the dilithium crystal is cracked, and we'll need to re-align the cradle so that the reaction streams avoid the fissure.  There's also a nacelle coil out of alignment, but there's no way to fix that without EVA.  So even when we get the main power restored, we won't be able to do better than Warp 2.   And... we lost two of the men, Sir."

That last part of his report hardly needed to be said, as the grisly evidence of violent deaths littered Engineering.  Bota's right arm was covered in drying blood, evidence of his own comparatively minor injuries sustained during the initial attack.

"We have fought off three assaults on Engineering by boarders, and I just shared a plan with the Bridge on how we might get rid of the rest.  As soon as Security or the MACOs get down here, I'm to make my way to the Deflector room to initiate an electromagnetic pulse.  But in the meantime, I think we can get this cradle re-aligned and restore main power."

He gestured one hand towards the alignment console, and the other towards the core itself.  "Would you prefer to guide me from the console while I adjust the cradle, or would you prefer to adjust the cradle while I guide you, Sir?"   Either way would work.  From what Bota had heard, she'd been rebuilding engines since she was old enough to hold a spanner.  Nobody in the whole of Star Fleet be better at either of the tasks at hand.

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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #117 on: March 16, 2017, 05:53:27 am »
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=/\= "I'm afraid it will mean no systems of any kind, Sir, not even gravity.  So we'll want to find a safe place to hide before we use it." =/\=


The shuddering and shaking of the vessel had stopped, so Bota hoped they might have found a safe spot already.

When Bota received the order to initiate the process himself, he swallowed.  =/\= "Aye, Sir.  As soon as I can get out of Engineering, I'll make my way there.  M'Bala out." =/\=


He hoped that he'd have a strong Security escort soon to get him to the deflector room safely.  In the mean time, he should probably get to work on the dilithium cradle.   He wished more than anything else that the Chief Engineer was here to help him.

And no sooner had he begun to access the dilithium cradle, than his wish was granted!  Like a magical prairie dog bringing hope for a better tomorrow, the Chief Engineer popped out of a maintenance corridor, surprising everyone when she requested a report.

"Commander," Bota said, "I am so glad to see you."   He glanced at the bodies of the fallen Engineering staff, realizing he hadn't done a very good job of keeping her people alive.   But there was no time to dwell on that, now.   This attack had granted little time to dwell on anything for very long.

"We initially lost both main and auxiliary power, but we've managed to restore auxiliary.  I rebuilt a damaged antimatter injector and installed it a short time ago.   But the dilithium crystal is cracked, and we'll need to re-align the cradle so that the reaction streams avoid the fissure.  There's also a nacelle coil out of alignment, but there's no way to fix that without EVA.  So even when we get the main power restored, we won't be able to do better than Warp 2.   And... we lost two of the men, Sir."

That last part of his report hardly needed to be said, as the grisly evidence of violent deaths littered Engineering.  Bota's right arm was covered in drying blood, evidence of his own comparatively minor injuries sustained during the initial attack.

"We have fought off three assaults on Engineering by boarders, and I just shared a plan with the Bridge on how we might get rid of the rest.  As soon as Security or the MACOs get down here, I'm to make my way to the Deflector room to initiate an electromagnetic pulse.  But in the meantime, I think we can get this cradle re-aligned and restore main power."

He gestured one hand towards the alignment console, and the other towards the core itself.  "Would you prefer to guide me from the console while I adjust the cradle, or would you prefer to adjust the cradle while I guide you, Sir?"   Either way would work.  From what Bota had heard, she'd been rebuilding engines since she was old enough to hold a spanner.  Nobody in the whole of Star Fleet be better at either of the tasks at hand.



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Grace nodded grimly at the report. It was worse than she was expecting. Whoever had attacked them really knew where to hit that were the best places to nearly cripple a ship. Or else they were blasted lucky shots.

Grace took a look at the misaligned  Dilithium crystal cradle.  It was severely shifted several inches to the right of where it should be. By all means it probably should have been broken by the amount of power from the crystal. Thankfully it didn't. Given more time and less bad guys wanting to vaporize her ship, she would have loved to do a full diagnostic and repair. But right now, what they needed was power. At least enough to get out of Impulse.
She asked Bota, all the while rummaging through her pack. Her eyes lit up when she found the object of her search. A roll of dull-silver duct tape. It was an ancient invention, and less sophisticated than some other tools she would use, per se, but it would do the trick for now.

Using the screwdriver to give her some leverage, she eased the cradle to a position closer to where it normally would be. Wrapping a generous amount of the tape around the cradle to stabilize the reactive crystal, Grace began the  delicate process of reconnecting the connections. "I think I've got it. I'm no miracle worker, but for the time being this'll work to get us a bit more power. "
 
Turning to the MACO officer, who finally managed to squeeze himself out of the maintenance port as well, she asked. "Mr. Wang, there have been reports down here of a few more infiltrators. Could you check those out? Thanks. "
She took a long breath, then faced Bota.

She began to shout orders at the rest of the Engineering team. " Hendrix, Marsh. Get to work on the Deflectors. If M'Bala's plan is going to work, we're going to need to focus as much power as we can. T'Hana, Fuji-"

Her orders were suddenly cut off when she finally noticed the crumpled body of the engineer on the floor. Sadness began to well up inside her, but she forced it down. She could mourn for him later, when this crisis was over. "Lyman. You work with T'Hana to repair as many hull breaches as possible. Be careful out there. ‘Kay? "

Orders done, she buried herself in her work, rewiring some of the main cables surrounding the crystal. No one was going to wreck HER ship and crew and get away with it. 

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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #118 on: March 16, 2017, 05:50:20 pm »
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Bota's mouth hung open like a door sagging on a broken hinge.  Everything the Commander was doing was a gross violation of procedure, employing improper tools and techniques in a sequence of technical travesties the likes of which would have made his university instructors wake up screaming from their darkest nightmares.

But that wasn't why he stood there, agape.

No, he stared in slack-jawed wonderment because... it worked.

"I've got this from here," she said,

"Right," Bota replied, "I'm on it."  He retrieved his phase pistol and moved to the maintenance tunnels that people were cleverly using to get around.

"Here goes nothing," he said, and began his quest.

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Re: NX Mission: The First Casualty
« Reply #119 on: March 17, 2017, 07:30:08 am »
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 [/color] Turning to the MACO officer, who finally managed to squeeze himself out of the maintenance port as well, she asked. "Mr. Wang, there have been reports down here of a few more infiltrators. Could you check those out? Thanks. "

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"Yes ma'am." Thomas replied, glancing at the fallen bodies. I'm going to need more people down here. Pulling his communicator out of a sleeve pocket, he tried to reach the only other member of his team he knew was still alive. =/\="Atwood, this Wang. Are you anywhere close to Engineering?"=/\=

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