RP: SNV Gam'trosha [Chapter 1] Training and Discovery

Maintenance Shaft

It had been a long day thus far, working on the ship. He'd been given the dreary task of inspection, rather than fixing anything. Tucked away in one of the many maintenance shafts of the shift, Tal`Dar didn't really pay attention to the on-goings of the ship as it mattered little when you were a knuckle-dragger, assigned to do the dirty work of keeping the ship afloat. He didn't mind, however, in fact, it was in dream job, to be able to have access to the very workings of a space-bound ship.

It was around the time that he felt the ship start to shake that he realized that something might be amiss. He turned off his tool, and took our his earplugs. Upon hearing the announcements of the ship getting ready for launch, he knew it was far too late to make his exit from the ship. This was going to get interesting, he thought.

After serious consideration of what he should do, he took he most likely path and decided to present himself to the ship's captain and allow him to make the decision. However, this would happen after he was done with his inspections. Situation or not, he still had a job to do and needed to make sure the boat would fly without problems.

Cargo Hold

Tite'Yanus followed along near Zu'rel, figuring it was best to travel in pairs. As he watched Zu'rel scan the container to check its contents, he would approach the container and stiff around near it to see if he noticed anything funny. It was a futile effort though, his sense of smell wasn't as good as it could be, and even if it was he didn't know what he was smelling for.

When the pair approached the container that wasn't logged, Tite'Yanus looked over at Zu'rel and flicked his head away from the container, indicating that she should back up. Approaching the container, he reared back, carefully undid the latch, and threw the container open, making sure to jump a considerable distance back as he did. He then lowered himself to the ground and pointed his weapons at the container. Even if they were training rounds, and intruder wouldn't know.

"Roger," said Shar and took off the helmet. She did not leave the tank though, but rather climbed up into Gunner's seat. She picked gunners helmet, turned it and put it on. What she saw was similiar to what she has seen with driver's vision. But she also saw where cannon and the rest of weaponry aimed. Not to mention its sensoric apparatus was much, much better. Shar made, sure that weapons were locked and could not fire. There were not loaded anyway, but she still had to made sure.

She activated thermal sensors and started looking around the hold. "I am doing a sweep with sensors. It will make easier to spot stowaways." She reported to the Daur officer.

Cargo hold

When Tite'Yanus motioned to step back from the cargo container, Zur'el drew his plasma pistol and aimed it at the container as he stepped back. He whispered to Tite'Yanus, "What do you smell?" Zur'el wasn't sure what to expect. thought on his first day aboard, investigating a mystery box wasn't one of them.

Gam'trosha Engineering Bay

Following Quin's recommendation, Keri fully disconnected the offending capacitor and began a full visual inspection of the module, looking for any visible sign of what the problem might be.

It didn't take too long to find out what the problem was -- the capacitor itself handn't been properly installed and was partially misalligned -- leading the ship's computer to believe that the hardware wasn't present at all. Keri gripped two hand-holds of the heavy cylindrical device that housed several loops of room-temperature superconductive material and groaned as he put all his weight into moving and properly attaching the hardware in its mount. He heard a faintly audible click as the capacitor locked into place, then let go.

When Quin poked her head in to see how he was progressing, Keri was breathing heavily and shaking his hands -- now flushed red from the physical strain.

"I think it'll show up in the system now. Give me a moment and I'll restart the diagnostic."

Keri quickly reattached the power feeds to the capacitor, then went back to the central chamber of the Gam'trosha's engineering bay. The kit's white-furred hands gracefully danced across the controls and started a new diagnostic routine.

Infirmary

Anas'tasiya prepped for surgery and joined Euy'ica over at the medical bed. "No problem." Surgery was something she didn't have much an issue with, one of the benefits of having a bit of civilian work experience behind her. The white-furred Daur was careful and precise. She used the nanite injector to inject the diagnostic nanites into the Daur, it would allow her to ensure that the patient was sedated as well as give her the exact location and orientation of the needle as well as it's composition.

Time was of the essence, while the X'mue was not keeping it she still was. Removing a foreign body from near the heart was a difficult task, and was likely to cause additional damage upon retrieval. She waited for the information, activating the volumetric display so she could get a good view of the area.

It was strange, her clumsiness had never effected her ability to do medical procedures, she couldn't help but to still feel embarrassed about the earlier incident. Maybe healthy people scare me. She thought, reading the patient's other biometric information on the scanner.

Cargohold

As the container doors swung open, giving off a loud 'clang' when the hit the sides, the inside of the container was revealed to have boxes upon boxes of military rations all stacked one on top of another.

Shar's IDS came online, a sensor like field spread across the cargohold and initially showed only her fellow infantrymen and the other crew members, giving them off as faint green outlines.

"The sensor can pierce through the floors, though it is of limited use," remarked the instructor as he grabbed a second helmet and also put it on, to see what Shar was seeing. "A wide angle search with the sensor isn't very effective, so reduce the width of the beam, it'll take longer to locate someone but you'll have an easier chance.

Infirmary

"Very good," remarked the head healer as she looked over a display that came up.

The diagnostic nanites within the holographic body began to give a better image of the needle and showed that while part of it was sticking out of the patients body, the other half had 'bent' itself so that while it would appear to have been straight and missed the heart, in reality it had curved itself around the backside of the heart, making it difficult to remove without possibly damaging the organ.

"So, how do we deal with this?" asked Euy'ica

Engineering


Maintenance Shaft

The shaft would start to warm up a bit due to the ships engines going through a preflight check, Tal`Dar would also hear the humm of the engines as well somewhere beyond the buckheads.

Bridge

"Ok, how are those sensors coming along?" Sa'kira said, looking over at Levi.

Bridge

The diagnostics that Def'leor had started had completed. Her adjustments to the flight controls to compensate for lower power to the engines were also complete.

The pre-flight checklist was mostly complete, she was waiting to hear from the team what the situation was with the weight discrepancy. She took the information for their departure and calculated their flight path.

"Diagnostic self-checks are complete ma'am. I have compensated for the lower power to engines for our flight. Course is laid in, we are holding on the checklist until we know what the discrepancy is." she said turning to the Sa'kira.

She then pulled up the data she had requested regarding the asteroid. Channeling the data to her IDT she started observing the object from various vectors.

Cargo Hold

Qyu'amene ran the diagnostic on her equipment, taking care to set it to training mode before she opted to move over to the Mye'leke instructor.

She however did not impose her self, rather she opted to remain silent once more and observe. She of course found her thoughts drifting to the impressive machinery that was the tank.

"I was reading..." She said softly.

"Apparently some of our scientists think that it may someday be possible to make walkers. I wonder if such a device would make walking tanks something that our people could operate?"

"Right, right," Shar said to herself and fiddled with her equipment. This was all very new to her. In past it was only about aiming and pressing trigger, or beating someone into submission if he was not co-operative. That turned her into finely tuned weapon, when hand-to-hand and rifles were taken into consideration, but tanks, sensors and what not was beyond her.

When she found the sensor control she tried to narrow the field and look around with intensified strength of the sensors. Hopefully it would be enough.

Infirmary

Anas'tasiya looked over the scans a few times, and tapped her free hand lightly on the bedside for a second.

"Father taught me an important lesson when I was young..." Anas'tasiya said, pausing mid-sentence after putting the monitor down on the patient's stomach, she took the scalpel off the tray and made a half inch incision just below where the needle was sticking out. She then took the smallest gauge scope and slipped it just beneath the wound, relaying the feed to the monitor above the head of the bed. Back and forth, she made slight adjustments as she slid the scope into the body-cavity just below the puncture, she guided the scope delicately - then turned it towards the base of the pin, showing the bend. "...never pull a string without knowing what is on the other end." she finished, and locked the scope into position.

She then used the guide of the scope, scope grasped in her right hand, long tweezers in the other. She was careful, being sure to grasp the pin right where it started to bend and slowly pressed downwards, she guided the pin down slightly and under the heart, being sure to avoid the arteries. The process was slow, she didn't want to risk any kind of jerk-like movements that could cause the pin to puncture one of the internal organs.

Endoscopy wasn't her strongest suit, so it was a good place to start focusing when it came to training.

Levi had to agree with the Shipmistress' assessment of the science array's condition of being repaired instead of being replaced wholesale with new parts.Damn budget cuts he cursed to himself Have make do with what I got he thought to himself as he continued to work on correcting the array's data.

Adjusting and re-calibrating the science arrays would be no simple task; but Levi was up to task and was helped by having access to the base's telemetry data to use as a template for the correct readouts for the sensors to display.

"And done" Levi said out loud. "Transferring data readouts....now"

Kyle said:

As the container doors swung open, giving off a loud 'clang' when the hit the sides, the inside of the container was revealed to have boxes upon boxes of military rations all stacked one on top of another.

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"Hmm what do we have here," Zur'el muttered as he started digging into the piles of rations. "Wonder if this is only rations or if there is something in there deeper?"

Infirmary

Euy'ica gave a nod of the head as she watched the image and kept an eye on Anas'tasiya's work.

Cargohold

"There are rumours to that effect," remarked the My'leke instructor as she looked about the bay. "Hopefully RnD will be successful."

Inside of Shar's tank, her scanning system - when it ran across her team mates - gave her green outline of them before moving on. Soon, however, the beam picked up on a heat signature inside of a storage crate on the second level of the bay.

As Zur'el searched through the boxes, his nose would quickly pick up on the scent of very strong booze.

Maintenance Shaft

Tal'Dar figured it was right time to be making his exit, as it likely mean the ignition sequence had started, and the maintenance shafts was not a place you wanted to be during the initial phases.

He strapped the tools to his belt and climbed out of the shaft the same way he went in and made double sure it was closed and locked. He glanced around a moment, and thought to himself 'probably as good a time as any to head to the bridge. And with that, he went towards the bridge, still a little dirty from crawling through one of the tighter shafts.

Bridge

His trip to the bridge was rather brief. As part of the training most engineers go through, having an understanding and knowledge of the ship's layout was all important when it came to getting to the right location and fast. This was mostly for emergency reasons, however, allowing engineers to locate problematic areas as quickly as possible.

Once he arrived on the bridge, he took a brief look around. He noticed that it was somewhat busy on the bridge, especially since the initial stages of launch were under way. As protocol insisted, he introduced himself, "Engineer Tal'Dar Ara'Sil reporting. Permission to enter the bridge," he requested. Even though he was somewhat new to the military, he always found military standards and protocol rather comforting, much like the machines he works on, when everything works the way it's supposed to, it runs as smooth as water.

Bridge

Def'leor looked up from her research, at the sound of a strange voice. She turned towards Tal'Dar. She took a moment to look at the black haired Daur. Another new soldier, well if we ever get off the ground, we are going to have a lot more hands to help tend to things. Another engineer sounded good to her, maybe with the extra hand would help get them fully operational. she thought.

She looked at Sa'kira, then back at Tal'Dar, "Permission granted C'Baruce Tal'Dar. Ship Mistress U'Cetrinal Sa'kira Yuna'me is at the command station."

Bridge

Tal'Dar nodded and stepped aboard the bridge. He made his way over to the ship mistress. Despite looking like he just rolled in the gutted innards of a shuttle, covered in dust and oil, he was surprisingly formal. He didn't expect to be stationed upon the ship on this outing, but since he was here, he may as well make himself useful.

"Ship Mistress, Tal'Dar Ara'Sil, Engineer, reporting," he started, not exactly sure how he'd explain his current situation. He paused for a moment before moving onto the important part, hoping he would explain it well enough, "I was designated as a station engineer, assigned to this ship for maintenance while docked," he started to explain, "I found myself in a maintenance shaft upon initial ignition sequence, and too late to exit the ship." He thought for a moment, and was fairly confident with that explanation, "instead of being a minor stowaway, I'm here to offer my support while on this mission," he offered, "just give me a station and I will report."

Shar smiled as she caught the heat signature. No one should be up there. "I have heat signature on seconds store!" She reported to those outside the tank, who could actually move around. She was going to watch the heat signature and lead her comrades to it.

Gam'trosha Engineering Bay

Keri'cruen's blue-green eyes narrowed behind the frames and lenses of his silver-rimmed glasses, whilst is brow furrowed in thought. Whilst pleased that he had managed to get the errant capacitor working again, his pleasure was tempered by the fact that yet another piece of hardware appeared not to be performing as desired. Whilst the back-up's weren't critical for the ship to perform normal operations, they were still important equipment and he couldn't leave them malfunctioning -- one never knew when their services might be required.

The kit tapped a few controls and accessed the remote controls for the back-up capacitor in an attempt to mimic the ship's computer's first try and interacting with the power storage device. Unlike with the first capacitor the Gam'trosha's internal computer network seemed fully aware of the devices presence -- but for whatever reason it refused to respond to computer instructions. When that attempt also failed, Keri sighed and noted the hardware's specific location by calling up a system schematic. The kit then grabbed a toolkit and made his way toward's the device in order to examine it physically.

About a minute or so later Keri stood beside the offending back-up capacitor with a hand-held engineer's toolkit, which he set down on the deck. To begin with, Keri then circled the device and gave its exterior surface a visual inspection where he looked for any sign of damage or obvious physical faults before continuing further.

Bridge

Sa'kira looked away from the sensor station and over at the soldier who had walked onto the ship, she wasn't expecting any new crewmen to arrive so it startled her a bit. "So, you didn't hear the call to disembark, hmm..." the Shipmaster rubbed her chin, wondering if there was a short in the ships internal communications system.

"Well, we can't very well have you disembark, the boarding ramp has already been retracted. So, go ahead and please report to X'Muyeia Quin'trema Xeui'na down in Engineering, she'll have assignments for you."

"C'bar Def'leor, waters has been drained down to proper levels, please start to take us out, we can't delay any longer I'm afraid or else we'll be late," ordered Sa'kira. She looked at the still closed bay doors, and pondered just what the training exercise would truly curtail.

Cargohold

As Shar monitored the heat signature, she'd start to notice that in some areas of the signature, it started to become 'hotter', soon the sensors began to pick up on tempreture readings. The display tempreture showed the readout as being in the range of two to three hundred degrees fahrenheit, although there was no way to tell if this heat signature was actually in the container or in the area 'above' it.

Her instructor looked down at the readings, and rubbed his chin. "Well, that certainly isn't a good sign," he said and looked at Shar. "What do the sensors tell you?" he asked her.

Back at the group, the smell of booze was getting ever stronger...

Engineering

As the young kit examined the capacitor, he'd notice that it looked pretty much new and untouched, nothing seemed out of place - except perhaps the floor. The capacitor to the left of the broken one had skid marks, showing that it had been slid into place, while the capacitor that he was looking at had no skid marks on the ground.

Infirmary

The head healer watched before she looked over at the simulation panel that was to her left, she tabbed a key and suddenly the monitor monitoring the patient suddenly went off; showing the person's blood rate dropping and their lungs on the verge of collapse.