Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on Jan 7, 2021 1:57:15 GMT
|Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune | lt. (jr.grd.) Sorren|Sven was hefted back onto the bio bed. It took three people, and he wasn't much help with supporting his own weight. The rejection for a date was not long forgotten. "Oh, the lights. They are like..." he wobbled in his seat. These drugs. What the heck? "Like going in and out of darkness. The blackness of space called the lights and gobbled them up."Sorren on the other hand was much more annoyed. How in the world did the Bajorian Neanderthal read his mind? It wasn't possible. But somehow the doctor knew he was going to report this. Or maybe... just maybe, Sorren thought to himself, that perhaps he had gotten into a bad habit of reporting too many things.... No, that was irrational. Command needed to know of inefficiency and it was his job to bring it to their attention. "And how to you plan to treat those burns without any light?"He wasn't convinced by the doctors words that his staff was competent. Here was a nurse that was going to try and treat him in the dark! " I think it best to wait for engineering to get the lights back on. That would seem the most logical course of action."Sven coughed. Something red, sticky, oozy that tasted like iron was ejected from his mouth. "When did I take an iron supplement?" he asked stupidly. Tag Jovireh Velal [ Lt. George Hugo - Engineering] [...] [Sickbay - Repair Team Sigma] Within a few minutes of the report, the doors opened and wrist light beams flashed around the room. I don't know who made the report, a voice called out. But give us a couple of minutes and we'll get you set up with a generator so you can do your surgery, then we'll work on the rest of it.Tag Jovireh Velal , Sven Aune [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay] "Suit yourself, Sir." The nurse replied to Sorren's insistence on waiting for the lights to be fixed before being treated. Tricorders and dermal regenerators worked just fine in the dark, but if he'd rather suffer longer, who was she to argue? "Would you like me to give you something for the pain while you wait?" Fairly certain she already knew the answer, she decided she'd better at least ask rather than give the insufferable Vulcan something else to complain about. Riyo was grateful that Sven was distracted by the power failure enough to forget about trying to leave. However, when the man coughed and made a comment about iron supplements, it seemed the situation had just gone from worse to dire. "Can you take a deep breath in for me?" He asked, maintaining a cool and unworried voice despite his rising panic. Without being able to see to access any of the instruments, Riyo put a hand on Sven's chest to try and feel the lung expansion, or lack thereof, hoping that fall hadn't pushed the broken bones where they shouldn't be. The doors hissed open, and beams of light flashed through the room, followed by a voice saying they had a generator they'd hook up first. "Much appreciated. Biobed 1 takes priority, followed by the main lights." Sorren's injuries shouldn't need the monitors, so the sooner they got the lights on, the sooner they could get him out of here. His own shoulder was beginning to ache steadily, but there would be plenty of time for him to take care of that after the surgery was complete. It looked like he'd need to give the walking mountain another dose of the anesthesia, but he'd wait for that until the monitors were working again. He didn't want to risk the man's vitals dropping too far too quickly.
Tag Sven Aune Ozu Saya (repair team) [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay] "Suit yourself, Sir." The nurse replied to Sorren's insistence on waiting for the lights to be fixed before being treated. Tricorders and dermal regenerators worked just fine in the dark, but if he'd rather suffer longer, who was she to argue? "Would you like me to give you something for the pain while you wait?" Fairly certain she already knew the answer, she decided she'd better at least ask rather than give the insufferable Vulcan something else to complain about. Riyo was grateful that Sven was distracted by the power failure enough to forget about trying to leave. However, when the man coughed and made a comment about iron supplements, it seemed the situation had just gone from worse to dire. "Can you take a deep breath in for me?" He asked, maintaining a cool and unworried voice despite his rising panic. Without being able to see to access any of the instruments, Riyo put a hand on Sven's chest to try and feel the lung expansion, or lack thereof, hoping that fall hadn't pushed the broken bones where they shouldn't be. The doors hissed open, and beams of light flashed through the room, followed by a voice saying they had a generator they'd hook up first. "Much appreciated. Biobed 1 takes priority, followed by the main lights." Sorren's injuries shouldn't need the monitors, so the sooner they got the lights on, the sooner they could get him out of here. His own shoulder was beginning to ache steadily, but there would be plenty of time for him to take care of that after the surgery was complete. It looked like he'd need to give the walking mountain another dose of the anesthesia, but he'd wait for that until the monitors were working again. He didn't want to risk the man's vitals dropping too far too quickly.
Tag Sven Aune Ozu Saya (repair team) |Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune || lt. (jr. grd.) Sorren | Sven tried to take a deep breath but could not. Instead he weezed in pain and coughed up blood. A rib was clearly broken and had impaled his lung. The doctor could feel that he was going into tachycardia as the heart started to beat faster to push the now oxygen deprived blood. Sorren gave the nurse a Vulcan look. "I am a Vulcan, I do not feel pain." he said with his normal contempt. It would appear that the commander is not doing well." Kova was certaintly behind this. She didn't like working with them, and Sven pushed her into her position. She was trying to kill them. He would collect the necessary evidence to build a case and send he to some hell hole prison. Hopefully someplace hot. Andorians supposedly did not like the warmth. Tag Ozu SayaKova Sh'qaleq (mentioned) Jovireh Velal[Sickbay - Repair Team Sigma] The engineers immediately recognized the serious nature of the situation with the security chief and double-timed it to hook up the generator to Biobed 1. It only took them a couple of minutes, and then they powered it on and the biobed lit up. There you go, Doctor. That'll go for several hours before the power cell needs to be replaced. We'll work as fast as we can to get everything else working before that.Tag Jovireh Velal and Sven Aune
[Turbolift] Having succeeded in calming Aven, Leanna was half tempted to sit down and conserve some energy. Although after a few minutes and with Ari picking up her games PADD again, made the decision to do just that. With her back against the lift wall, she had no idea of long they had been in here or when rescue would come. It wasn't as if anyone knew where she was but definitely had a story to tell when she met back up with Riyo later. When she then heard noises and voices coming from above, relief washed through her as she got to her feet and answered them. " Yes we're all okay and I'm glad to hear your voice".
Tag Ozu Saya[Turbolift - Repair Team Epsilon] After a few more moments of noise, the hatch in the ceiling of the turbolift opened and a sweaty but cheerful Bajoran face peered down at the family. Oh! Ms. Mazal! We didn't know who was in here, only that it stopped and there were people. The ensign paused and glanced over his shoulder as one of his colleagues called for his attention. After listening for a minute, he looked back down and said, It might take a little while to get this fixed, ma'am. You can wait there, or we can lift you out. We've got rigging up here, so you wouldn't have to climb, and we can help with the kids. Up to you, though. There's no danger of the 'lift falling or anything. It's just stuck.Tag Leanna Mazal
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Jovireh Velal
Security & Tactical
[TI18]
Posts: 2,609 Likes: 55
Rank: Senior Chief Petty Officer
Position: Chief of Security/Tactical
Species: Betazoid/Romulan
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Post by Jovireh Velal on Jan 7, 2021 5:07:19 GMT
[Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay] "Suit yourself, Sir." The nurse replied to Sorren's insistence on waiting for the lights to be fixed before being treated. Tricorders and dermal regenerators worked just fine in the dark, but if he'd rather suffer longer, who was she to argue? "Would you like me to give you something for the pain while you wait?" Fairly certain she already knew the answer, she decided she'd better at least ask rather than give the insufferable Vulcan something else to complain about. Riyo was grateful that Sven was distracted by the power failure enough to forget about trying to leave. However, when the man coughed and made a comment about iron supplements, it seemed the situation had just gone from worse to dire. "Can you take a deep breath in for me?" He asked, maintaining a cool and unworried voice despite his rising panic. Without being able to see to access any of the instruments, Riyo put a hand on Sven's chest to try and feel the lung expansion, or lack thereof, hoping that fall hadn't pushed the broken bones where they shouldn't be. The doors hissed open, and beams of light flashed through the room, followed by a voice saying they had a generator they'd hook up first. "Much appreciated. Biobed 1 takes priority, followed by the main lights." Sorren's injuries shouldn't need the monitors, so the sooner they got the lights on, the sooner they could get him out of here. His own shoulder was beginning to ache steadily, but there would be plenty of time for him to take care of that after the surgery was complete. It looked like he'd need to give the walking mountain another dose of the anesthesia, but he'd wait for that until the monitors were working again. He didn't want to risk the man's vitals dropping too far too quickly.
Tag Sven Aune Ozu Saya (repair team) |Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune || lt. (jr. grd.) Sorren | Sven tried to take a deep breath but could not. Instead he weezed in pain and coughed up blood. A rib was clearly broken and had impaled his lung. The doctor could feel that he was going into tachycardia as the heart started to beat faster to push the now oxygen deprived blood. Sorren gave the nurse a Vulcan look. "I am a Vulcan, I do not feel pain." he said with his normal contempt. It would appear that the commander is not doing well." Kova was certaintly behind this. She didn't like working with them, and Sven pushed her into her position. She was trying to kill them. He would collect the necessary evidence to build a case and send he to some hell hole prison. Hopefully someplace hot. Andorians supposedly did not like the warmth. Tag Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (mentioned) Jovireh Velal [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay] "Suit yourself, Sir." The nurse replied to Sorren's insistence on waiting for the lights to be fixed before being treated. Tricorders and dermal regenerators worked just fine in the dark, but if he'd rather suffer longer, who was she to argue? "Would you like me to give you something for the pain while you wait?" Fairly certain she already knew the answer, she decided she'd better at least ask rather than give the insufferable Vulcan something else to complain about. Riyo was grateful that Sven was distracted by the power failure enough to forget about trying to leave. However, when the man coughed and made a comment about iron supplements, it seemed the situation had just gone from worse to dire. "Can you take a deep breath in for me?" He asked, maintaining a cool and unworried voice despite his rising panic. Without being able to see to access any of the instruments, Riyo put a hand on Sven's chest to try and feel the lung expansion, or lack thereof, hoping that fall hadn't pushed the broken bones where they shouldn't be. The doors hissed open, and beams of light flashed through the room, followed by a voice saying they had a generator they'd hook up first. "Much appreciated. Biobed 1 takes priority, followed by the main lights." Sorren's injuries shouldn't need the monitors, so the sooner they got the lights on, the sooner they could get him out of here. His own shoulder was beginning to ache steadily, but there would be plenty of time for him to take care of that after the surgery was complete. It looked like he'd need to give the walking mountain another dose of the anesthesia, but he'd wait for that until the monitors were working again. He didn't want to risk the man's vitals dropping too far too quickly.
Tag Sven Aune Ozu Saya (repair team) |Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune || lt. (jr. grd.) Sorren | Sven tried to take a deep breath but could not. Instead he weezed in pain and coughed up blood. A rib was clearly broken and had impaled his lung. The doctor could feel that he was going into tachycardia as the heart started to beat faster to push the now oxygen deprived blood. Sorren gave the nurse a Vulcan look. "I am a Vulcan, I do not feel pain." he said with his normal contempt. It would appear that the commander is not doing well." Kova was certaintly behind this. She didn't like working with them, and Sven pushed her into her position. She was trying to kill them. He would collect the necessary evidence to build a case and send he to some hell hole prison. Hopefully someplace hot. Andorians supposedly did not like the warmth. Tag Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (mentioned) Jovireh Velal [Sickbay - Repair Team Sigma] The engineers immediately recognized the serious nature of the situation with the security chief and double-timed it to hook up the generator to Biobed 1. It only took them a couple of minutes, and then they powered it on and the biobed lit up. There you go, Doctor. That'll go for several hours before the power cell needs to be replaced. We'll work as fast as we can to get everything else working before that.Tag Jovireh Velal and Sven Aune Leanna Mazal [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay]The wheezing, blood-filled cough and the rattling he felt in Sven's chest immediately confirmed his fears, and the spike in heart rate only made it worse. "I need another dose of anesthesia and a laser scalpel now!" He ordered sharply, and the medical staff leapt into action despite the darkness. Using both hands, he gently pressed along each rib until he felt the one that dislodged. He heard the hiss as one of the nurses administered the hypo, and before he could demand one of the engineers hand over their wrist light, the biobed came to life. He gave them a swift nod of acknowledgement and pulled the instrument tray over to his side. The monitor above the bed revealed the anesthesia was taking affect, but so was the internal damage. Without another word, he cut Sven's shirt open and grabbed the scalpel, beginning the delicate process of extracting the displaced rib.
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Kova Sh'qaleq
Civilian
Posts: 516 Likes: 34
Position: Security Consultant
Species: Andorian
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Post by Kova Sh'qaleq on Jan 7, 2021 8:32:52 GMT
[LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
Harmon was greeted by the Captain's dogs nipping at his ankles. He wasn't exactly an animal person, so he was glad when she ordered them down. "Thank you, ma'am. Mr. Williams," he said curtly as he was welcomed. He still hadn't quite adjusted to the over familial and...pleasant meetings the Captain liked to hold at in her quarters now and then. Soon after the Chief arrived with Kova. Well this is going to be fun after all. She always looked at him strangely, with suspicion. Was he really that suspicious? "Good morning, Kova. How are you today?" he was having a relatively good day, no reason to stop enjoying himself now. "Chief," he said looking at her with a nod. [Capt. Judith Eastman(-Williams) & Max Williams - Commanding Officer's quarters]The arrival of more people meant more excitement for the dogs. Saya was familiar, but this blue person... this was new. Both corgis swarmed Kova and sniffed at her. "Bridge, Tunnel, down. Down. Enough," the Captain ordered the two dogs. "I'll take the dogs to our room," Max offered, mostly to Judy. "I'll make this up to you, I promise.""I know you will."The elderly couple then exchanged a kiss, just long enough to make things awkward for everyone else, before Max took a box of dog treats and walked towards the master bedroom. The dogs both ran after him. "Please, have a seat," Judy told her guests, as she sat down on one of the sofas. "Oh, and shoes off, if that's not too much to ask."Judy took her reading glasses, previously perched in her hair, and held them, pinching one corner in her hand, just in case Saya had some reading material. "Well, Chief, what's the matter?" she asked. [MCPO Ozu Saya - CO's Quarters] Saya made an unattractive strangled sound when Kova asked if she was blaming her for the malfunctions. She silently offered a prayer to the Prophets for patience, something she rarely did since she didn't really believe they were gods. Thankfully, Kova went on to give an actual assessment before Saya could put her foot in her mouth and make things worse. She noted the issue with the turbolift doors as the Andorian exited and made a note on her PADD. Commander, she responded to Harmon's greeting wearily. Saya didn't even have the energy to smile at the corgis antics at meeting a new person. She toed her boots off without comment and collapsed onto one of the couches. First, can you let Kova access the computer from one of your terminals? She needs to run some diagnostics.
Second, I'm forwarding you the maintenance request logs for the last week or so. The repair needs have been steadily increasing, with issues ranging from minor inconveniences to relatively serious problems like gravity plating malfunctioning and causing injuries. So far, they don't seem to have affected the major station systems, but I've asked Kova to check for signs of sabotage or hacking. There also doesn't seem to be any logical relationship between the systems that are affected.
I'm starting split double shifts for engineering from now until we resolve all of this. Alpha and Gamma, Beta and Delta on shared duty. I'll get you a revised roster as soon as I find the time to finish putting it together. Right now George is assigning repair teams from whomever is available. Saya looked between the others with her brow furrowed. [ Kova Sh'qaleq - CO's Quarters, Front Ear Station ] Tiny canines. That was what came rushing towards Kova. Her eyes studied the pair of corgis as they were summoned back and then escorted to the bedroom by Eastman's husband. The Andorian said nothing more, nor was she disturbed by their presence. Her entry into the quarters were met with a greeting from Matthew Harmon of all people. Instantly, she suspected that the spook had an agenda of his own. He wasn't known for issuing pleasantries so easily, especially given the state of affairs. Her eyes then drifted to Captain Eastman. Perhaps Harmon's behavior had more to do with present company than anything else. The captain listened as Saya asked that Kova be allowed access to the computer terminal to run a diagnostic. Kova's eyes left Eastman and shifted to Harmon, suspecting an objection had to be on the tip of his tongue. She thought it best to bide her time and let the upcoming dialogue filter about before she consciously did anything more. Thus far, it seemed an all too comfortable Saya simply brought everyone up to speed with a consolidated verbal report.
Tag: Matthew Harmon, Judith Eastman, Ozu Saya
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Leanna Mazal
Civilian
Posts: 1,728 Likes: 32
Position: Civilian
Species: Betazoid
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Post by Leanna Mazal on Jan 7, 2021 9:18:10 GMT
[Turbolift] It wasn't long before the hatch above them opened to reveal a cheerful albeit sweaty Bajoran face who instantly recognised her. " That's okay, I'm just happy that someone realised that we were stuck" Lea replied before his attention was directed towards his colleagues. When he then came back and gave her the options and assured her that the lift was in no danger of falling. Lea thought about it and whilst she didn't want to lose another stroller after the last one was destroyed in the park fire. The alternative was to remain in the lift for who knows how long and wasn't sure if she could stay especially with the kids. " If you can recover the stroller later for me, I'll take you up on the offer to lift us all out. I just need to grab the diaper bag".Lea then packed everything into the bag and took out Aven, before making sure that Ari was ready.
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Thomas Jett
Civilian
Posts: 136 Likes: 5
Position: Civilian - Captain
Species: Human
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Post by Thomas Jett on Jan 8, 2021 2:12:12 GMT
[Bridge – S.S. Falcon]
“Approaching Front Ear, Captain” Aella said.
The Bridge of the S.S. Falcon stood dimly lit as most of the Stations worked. The ship after all was originally designed as an NX class and have been refitted and modified for it’s current use. In the middle of the bridge was Thomas Jett and in several stations several crew members that he had picked up. Business has been decent for the Captain has they have been on demand on small supplies and transports of individuals.
“Thanks, Comm send a signal and request docking authorization” Tom ordered as he remained sitting on his seat. He would not admit it but he was tired from the journey. Even though he was a spacer the fact that once he a while he needed rest. He felt that he was constantly training new individuals and even though it was not up to Starfleet Standards he needed them to be competent.
“Captain, we have received word from Front Ear, we are cleared to dock on our usual docking bay” Roger said as he worked on the communication area of the ship. Roger Robinson was a relatively new member of the crew. Like Thomas he was a former Starfleet Officer that worked in Security. The man was blond in his early 40’s. He was fit and could still pass as a Starfleet Officer with his clean-cut look and fitness. Tom gave Roger another opportunity as he reminded a little of himself as he would be stuck on both worlds never fitting in.
“All right, you heard the man. Helm take us in nice and slow…we don’t want to get Judy upset at us”. Tom said as he had a faint smile in his face.
The S.S. Falcon observed as the docking ports of Front Ear opened and it began coming slowly into the Station. From the outside the ship flew slowly and as it began coming in as the Front Ear regional tractor beams took control. As it was calmly under control then something unexpected happened.
**BEEP** *BEEP** **BEEP*
Tom heard the alarm and something appeared to be going wrong in the docking procedures. “Report!” Tom yelled as he waited for the response of what was going on.
Aella responded “We’re having issues with our control and the docking bay controls, we both loosing control we are heading into a Collision course with the inside of the Station”
“Helm?” Jett asked
The helmsman turned around and informed the Captain “We are having issues with the Station’s Tractor Beams systems and our automatic control. I am loosing control” The helmsman reported.
Tom looked at the view screen and observed the warning of Collison Alert.
Jett then instructed “Computer Disengage all computer programs. Transfer all Flight controls to the Captain’s Chair”
With a second Jett had complete control of the ship as he piloted the docking ring. Since it was completely manual instead of the computer knowing where each ship is going Jett flew completely on instinct. As he flew he could feel the Station Ops yelling as there was someone flying manually inside the Station like a mad man. With in seconds Jett was able to land on his dock.
=/\= Falcon to Front Ear, my apologies for engaging manual control. We had both our system and a station malfunction. =/\= Tom finished pressing the comm button.
As the finished, Tom took a deep sight of relief. He smiled and said “That’s was a close one”. As he finished the statement the stood up from the chair and then said “All right, we will figure out what went wrong on this old ship. But first shore leave. Take a couple of days and enjoy yourselves.” Tom mentioned.
He then walked down and took a couple of steps and asked Roger “Hey, Man any plans on the Station?”
Roger looked down and said “Just meeting a couple of people. You?”
Jett responded “Trying to figure out why our systems and the docking station where not working. That could have been dangerous if someone did not know how to manually pilot in the docking station”
As the conversation ended, Tom left the ship.
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on Jan 8, 2021 5:56:27 GMT
[LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
It felt strange taking his shoes off while in uniform, but he complied with the Captain's request. It was her home after all. Kova didn't respond to his greeting, at least not verbally, opting instead to stare at him, no doubt sizing him up and trying to find some hidden agenda. He smiled, enjoying watching her paranoia get the better of her. The Chief then cut to the chase immediately and requested Kova be given the given access to computer terminals. "Of course, I'll authorise Kova to access our systems," he said as he pulled out a PADD and typed in some commands to ensure Kova had access. He figured there was little point objecting, it would just go back and forth before the Captain accepted the Chief's advice. More importantly, his amenability was sure to confuse and annoy Kova. =/\= Ops to Commander Harmon...sir, we've had a civilian ship the uh...SS Falcon attempt to dock, however there was a malfunction with the docking systems. Their captain took manual control and a collision was avoided, but I though you should know...sir. =/\=Harmon's demeanour shifted at the mention of the SS Treachery. He took a step back while Saya wrapped up her briefing so he could give directives to Ops. Of course Thomas Jett decided now to show up, as if there wasn't enough to deal with on the station. How he managed to continually stay out of prison...or the airlock, completely eluded Harmon. =/\= Thomas Jett, it's captain is a known troublemaker. And treasonous. Dispatch security to keep a close eye on him, if he so much as passes gas on this station, I want to know. I don't care if he knows we're watching. =/\=He then stepped back towards the group and updated them. "Ma'am, Thomas Jett has decided now was an appropriate time to visit us once again. I'll handle him if he does anything...in character. I've ordered Security to tail him." He wondered if Captain Treason was somehow involved with whatever was going on. It was perhaps unlikely, but he wouldn't put it past him.
Up in Ops, security was dispatched to follow around Jett once he disembarked.
Tag: Judith Eastman , Ozu Saya , Kova Sh'qaleq , tag @jett
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Thomas Jett
Civilian
Posts: 136 Likes: 5
Position: Civilian - Captain
Species: Human
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Post by Thomas Jett on Jan 8, 2021 16:27:14 GMT
[Docking Bay – In Front of the S.S. Falcon] “Roger and Aella have a good time on your break and try not to get yourselves into trouble. We will see each other shortly…also Aella when you have a chance do you mind running a diagnostic and check what the problem was. I might need to file a report to the Station’s Engineering and Ops. I’m surprised” Jett mentioned as he began getting more deep in thought. “Surprised about what? Malfunctions occur all the time” Aella responded. “Correct, but Station’s Tractor Beam and guidance have the main system, a backup and a secondary backup. In this situation all three failed. Which something is up or they have been seriously lagging on their maintenance…but I’m probably thinking about it too much” Jett said as he continued in his thought process. Tom continued his walk to the Turbolift. [Promenade – Minutes Later] Jett continue his stroll in the promenade as he looked at items at several shops. He picked up a mirror and asked for the shopkeeper. “How much is this?” . Tom inquired. The shopkeeper began talking “Ahh…this piece is an authentic non replicated mirror from the [blah….blah….blah].” Tom stopped listening as he was not interested in the mirror or what the shopkeeper said. From the reflection in the mirror, he observed a humanoid in plain clothes ducking and trying to hide from his line of sight. Someone is following me. The man thought. It would not be coincidence if it was one or two ships but this person has been behind him in the casino, bar, shops, lobster tanks visit and now in the shops again for minutes. Either he had peculiar taste or complete randomness which are bizarre or he was being followed. The same time he left the Turbolift. Why is this person following me? Jett continued in his thought. The shopkeeper continued talking as Jett try to get his attention to him. [blah…blah…blah….I am willing to part with this treasure for 5 pieces of golf pressed Latinum.” Jett looked at the shopkeeper as he was crazy. “5 pieces? Are you crazy! Nah that’s too much how about an even trade….I throw in a First Edition Playboy”[/color] Jett responded. The shopkeeper then asked “I don’t even know what a First Edition Play boy is…is it a kid? Is it a slave?” Jett gave a slight nod with a smile and responded “Apparently someone skipped puberty…” As he finished he walked away. The shopkeeper mumbled “Maybe I should contact security that someone was selling slaves…a Play Boy as he called it” Tom continued his walked in which he took a sharp turn into an alley. He knew that the person tailing him would have to follow suit. Tom waited for a second as he waited for the person to follow him. Quickly without hesitation Tom grabbed the individual and then spoke “Who are you? And why are you following me? Speak quickly or I am going to put so much energy on you that you will glow in the dark so much that you will be the highlight of next year Christmas Tree ornament” Tag Matthew Harmon
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Judith Eastman
Civilian
Grandma
Posts: 2,593 Likes: 84
Rank: Civilian/other
Position: Civil Servant
Species: Human
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Post by Judith Eastman on Jan 8, 2021 19:25:14 GMT
[ MCPO Ozu Saya - CO's Quarters] Saya made an unattractive strangled sound when Kova asked if she was blaming her for the malfunctions. She silently offered a prayer to the Prophets for patience, something she rarely did since she didn't really believe they were gods. Thankfully, Kova went on to give an actual assessment before Saya could put her foot in her mouth and make things worse. She noted the issue with the turbolift doors as the Andorian exited and made a note on her PADD. Commander, she responded to Harmon's greeting wearily. Saya didn't even have the energy to smile at the corgis antics at meeting a new person. She toed her boots off without comment and collapsed onto one of the couches. First, can you let Kova access the computer from one of your terminals? She needs to run some diagnostics.
Second, I'm forwarding you the maintenance request logs for the last week or so. The repair needs have been steadily increasing, with issues ranging from minor inconveniences to relatively serious problems like gravity plating malfunctioning and causing injuries. So far, they don't seem to have affected the major station systems, but I've asked Kova to check for signs of sabotage or hacking. There also doesn't seem to be any logical relationship between the systems that are affected.
I'm starting split double shifts for engineering from now until we resolve all of this. Alpha and Gamma, Beta and Delta on shared duty. I'll get you a revised roster as soon as I find the time to finish putting it together. Right now George is assigning repair teams from whomever is available. Saya looked between the others with her brow furrowed. [ Kova Sh'qaleq - CO's Quarters, Front Ear Station ] Tiny canines. That was what came rushing towards Kova. Her eyes studied the pair of corgis as they were summoned back and then escorted to the bedroom by Eastman's husband. The Andorian said nothing more, nor was she disturbed by their presence. Her entry into the quarters were met with a greeting from Matthew Harmon of all people. Instantly, she suspected that the spook had an agenda of his own. He wasn't known for issuing pleasantries so easily, especially given the state of affairs. Her eyes then drifted to Captain Eastman. Perhaps Harmon's behavior had more to do with present company than anything else. The captain listened as Saya asked that Kova be allowed access to the computer terminal to run a diagnostic. Kova's eyes left Eastman and shifted to Harmon, suspecting an objection had to be on the tip of his tongue. She thought it best to bide her time and let the upcoming dialogue filter about before she consciously did anything more. Thus far, it seemed an all too comfortable Saya simply brought everyone up to speed with a consolidated verbal report. [LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
It felt strange taking his shoes off while in uniform, but he complied with the Captain's request. It was her home after all. Kova didn't respond to his greeting, at least not verbally, opting instead to stare at him, no doubt sizing him up and trying to find some hidden agenda. He smiled, enjoying watching her paranoia get the better of her. The Chief then cut to the chase immediately and requested Kova be given the given access to computer terminals. "Of course, I'll authorise Kova to access our systems," he said as he pulled out a PADD and typed in some commands to ensure Kova had access. He figured there was little point objecting, it would just go back and forth before the Captain accepted the Chief's advice. More importantly, his amenability was sure to confuse and annoy Kova. =/\= Ops to Commander Harmon...sir, we've had a civilian ship the uh...SS Falcon attempt to dock, however there was a malfunction with the docking systems. Their captain took manual control and a collision was avoided, but I though you should know...sir. =/\=Harmon's demeanour shifted at the mention of the SS Treachery. He took a step back while Saya wrapped up her briefing so he could give directives to Ops. Of course Thomas Jett decided now to show up, as if there wasn't enough to deal with on the station. How he managed to continually stay out of prison...or the airlock, completely eluded Harmon. =/\= Thomas Jett, it's captain is a known troublemaker. And treasonous. Dispatch security to keep a close eye on him, if he so much as passes gas on this station, I want to know. I don't care if he knows we're watching. =/\=He then stepped back towards the group and updated them. "Ma'am, Thomas Jett has decided now was an appropriate time to visit us once again. I'll handle him if he does anything...in character. I've ordered Security to tail him." He wondered if Captain Treason was somehow involved with whatever was going on. It was perhaps unlikely, but he wouldn't put it past him.
Up in Ops, security was dispatched to follow around Jett once he disembarked. [Capt. Judith Eastman(-Williams) & Max Williams - Commanding Officer's quarters]Judy sighed, with clear disappointment. Station-wide, large-scale malfunctions were exactly the kind of thing she wanted to start her captainly tenure with. And Thomas Jett... she wanted to bar him from docking at her station ever again, but sadly was prevented from doing that. That convicted (albeit pardoned) traitor had friends in high places. "I'll be surprised if Jett has nothing to do with this," she lamented. "Mr. Harmon, I want you to take point with security. Look for sabotage, and explore all angles. Take Mabel along with you," she ordered. "And feel free to pick up Mr. Jett if he makes any provocations.""Chief, Ms. Sh'qaleq, come with me, I'll set you up in our study."Rising from her seat, and taking the cheese platter with her, Judy walked over to the study she and Max shared. The room, spacious enough, was filled with various things, including a large desk with two chairs and workstations, a number of guitars (in cases), and, on the wall opposite the desk, a large model railroad layout, modeled around the 1930s in the rural, mountainous parts of Max's native Scotland. It was painstakingly built, a sign of deep, abiding geekdom. Judy quickly logged out her and Max's system profiles on the respective workstations, so they could be used. "You can use these, but try not to move the chairs too much. We're old, Max and I, and aches come easily," Judy instructed. "Now, since I can tell my day off is over, I'll go put on my uniform."Judy swiftly walked to the bedroom, where - thoughtful as ever - Max had already laid out her uniform. "You're incredible," she said gratefully. "You owe me an anniversary trip," he replied, half messing with her, as she changed into her duty uniform, donning her captain's vest (and clipping her readers to it) as she draped her jacket over her right arm. She made her way back towards the study, picking up a jug of water and a few glasses on the way.
Tag Matthew Harmon, Ozu Saya, and Kova Sh'qaleq
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Avi Moz
Civilian
Scientifically, as a species, we are absolutely obnoxious.
Posts: 124 Likes: 13
Position: Mechanic
Species: Bolian
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Post by Avi Moz on Jan 8, 2021 20:43:27 GMT
[ Lt. George Hugo - Engineering ] George sighed heavily. Just what they needed, more major repairs. He snagged a PADD from a nearby console and logged in - his own had been set down somewhere and walked away. He logged the report, then eyes Avi speculatively. Look, if I prioritize your repairs, could I convince you to help out with some of the other repairs? An extra pair of hands that knows the right end of a hyperspanner would be welcome. I could authorize compensation. It wasn't his favorite idea ever, and Saya might be upset, but she'd acknowledge he was right, after thinking it over. [...] The crewman hurried off, and almost immediately George's badge sounded. =/\= Acknowledged. We'll get someone on it right away. =/\= George looked back at Avi. You'd better make up your mind quick or I won't have anyone left, [...] [ Avi Moz | Engineering ]Avi lolled her head back and rolled her eyes. "This is extortion," she grumbled, but didn't storm off. But if this was the only way she'd be able to get any work done, then she'd better just get on with it. "Give me the PADD. I've got to get my tools and I don't want to make a trip back." She held out her hand to Hugo. His mouth a straight line, he slapped a duty queue into her palm and let her on her way. [fn]Approved by the Chief[/fn] [ Avi Moz | Engineering → Avi's Workshop ]Soon Avi was back at her workshop, ducking under the door to find it unoccupied. Mott was gone. "Oh for fucksake!" She threw some tools in a bag and headed out to stalk the station for the little imp who better not have a big mouth, sticky fingers, or deep pockets. But if what he said about his parentage was true, she was probably out of luck.
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Avi Moz
Civilian
Scientifically, as a species, we are absolutely obnoxious.
Posts: 124 Likes: 13
Position: Mechanic
Species: Bolian
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Post by Avi Moz on Jan 8, 2021 20:52:01 GMT
[ T’Laara - T’Laara’s Quarters -> ? ] [...] If there was something bigger going on, T’Laara would likely be one of the last to be informed. Which meant she had to do some investigating of her own. Walking back outside, she decided to go back to the park to wrap up what she’d been working on and examine the hydroponics systems more closely. This time the turbolift appeared right away, but stopped in the wrong place. She stepped out into a corridor that, as the doors closed behind her, she realized was unfamiliar. Not far away, she noticed a very young Bolian wandering alone. Since there was no one else around, T’Laara walked up to him. “Hello. Are you lost? The entire station appears to be malfunctioning today.” [ Mott Moz | Somewhere on the station, some remote corridor ]Mott turned to find a Vulcan asking after him. He knew about Vulcans. They didn't know how to have a good time, but life on Celladore had taught him to be understanding of all the different ways different cultures of relaxting. He'd also learned they tended to be very strict when Mott had decided he thrived with more laissez faire supervision. He slid his Jar of Critter behind his back and decided to humor the typical adult need to help children even if they didn't need it. "Oh yea, banging lost. Loster than the lostest lost kid on the whole station," he said clicking his tongue and looking around. "I'm, uh..." he thought for a second, searching for a good cover, already distracted from seeking out his grouchy mother, "... Looking for the boss of Engineering. Whoever's in charge of fixing things."If the Vulcan was concerned about things breaking down, well, he could share that concern. Shavan Th'zhaar
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Sven Aune
Security & Tactical
[TI23]
Posts: 378 Likes: 23
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief of Security. Combat Engineer
Species: Human
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Post by Sven Aune on Jan 8, 2021 22:20:56 GMT
|Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune || lt. (jr. grd.) Sorren | Sven tried to take a deep breath but could not. Instead he weezed in pain and coughed up blood. A rib was clearly broken and had impaled his lung. The doctor could feel that he was going into tachycardia as the heart started to beat faster to push the now oxygen deprived blood. Sorren gave the nurse a Vulcan look. "I am a Vulcan, I do not feel pain." he said with his normal contempt. It would appear that the commander is not doing well." Kova was certaintly behind this. She didn't like working with them, and Sven pushed her into her position. She was trying to kill them. He would collect the necessary evidence to build a case and send he to some hell hole prison. Hopefully someplace hot. Andorians supposedly did not like the warmth. Tag Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (mentioned) Jovireh Velal [Sickbay - Repair Team Sigma] The engineers immediately recognized the serious nature of the situation with the security chief and double-timed it to hook up the generator to Biobed 1. It only took them a couple of minutes, and then they powered it on and the biobed lit up. There you go, Doctor. That'll go for several hours before the power cell needs to be replaced. We'll work as fast as we can to get everything else working before that.Tag Jovireh Velal and Sven Aune Leanna Mazal [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay]The wheezing, blood-filled cough and the rattling he felt in Sven's chest immediately confirmed his fears, and the spike in heart rate only made it worse. "I need another dose of anesthesia and a laser scalpel now!" He ordered sharply, and the medical staff leapt into action despite the darkness. Using both hands, he gently pressed along each rib until he felt the one that dislodged. He heard the hiss as one of the nurses administered the hypo, and before he could demand one of the engineers hand over their wrist light, the biobed came to life. He gave them a swift nod of acknowledgement and pulled the instrument tray over to his side. The monitor above the bed revealed the anesthesia was taking affect, but so was the internal damage. Without another word, he cut Sven's shirt open and grabbed the scalpel, beginning the delicate process of extracting the displaced rib.
Soft tags Sven Aune Ozu Saya |Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune | lt. (jr.grd.) Sorren |Things were getting pretty serious, fast. And Sven's vitals were going redlining. It was a good thing that the engineers had hooked up the backup battery pack when they did. Or was it? Unbeknownstto them, a short had occurred, which caused the first failure of power. A simple bundle of wire that had been chewed through by some little critter. The critter was grounded and that caused the power to short circuit. The voltage caused the critter's teeth to seize shut around the wire. And since it was dead, it was unable to let go. Sorren watched with Vulcan amusement. If that was such a thing. Maybe it was Sorren's particular brand. The suffering of others. He smirked inwardly at the doctors plight and the staff hurrying around them. A nurse bumped into the Vulcan who in turn bumped into the wall, which was enough to dislodge the shorted created allowing the flow of power to resume and was feeding back into the emergency power-pack. But more on that later. Sven had lost quite a bit of blood to internal hemorrhaging and he fell back onto the bio bed. It was sleepy time. The E1-526 mark IV battery pack was doing its job. But it, having been taken from storage had a little problem of it's own. One that didn't register immediately. Some little critter had gotten into it and made a nest. This nest had interfered with a feedback sensor, which was registering a nominal 0.1 MHz, well within normal operational parameters. But in reality, it was starting to build up. A resonance feedback was growing. Tag Jovireh Velal Ozu Saya
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Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on Jan 9, 2021 1:33:15 GMT
{All the quotes} |Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune || lt. (jr. grd.) Sorren | Sven tried to take a deep breath but could not. Instead he weezed in pain and coughed up blood. A rib was clearly broken and had impaled his lung. The doctor could feel that he was going into tachycardia as the heart started to beat faster to push the now oxygen deprived blood. Sorren gave the nurse a Vulcan look. "I am a Vulcan, I do not feel pain." he said with his normal contempt. It would appear that the commander is not doing well." Kova was certaintly behind this. She didn't like working with them, and Sven pushed her into her position. She was trying to kill them. He would collect the necessary evidence to build a case and send he to some hell hole prison. Hopefully someplace hot. Andorians supposedly did not like the warmth. Tag Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (mentioned) Jovireh Velal [Sickbay - Repair Team Sigma] The engineers immediately recognized the serious nature of the situation with the security chief and double-timed it to hook up the generator to Biobed 1. It only took them a couple of minutes, and then they powered it on and the biobed lit up. There you go, Doctor. That'll go for several hours before the power cell needs to be replaced. We'll work as fast as we can to get everything else working before that.Tag Jovireh Velal and Sven Aune Leanna Mazal [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay]The wheezing, blood-filled cough and the rattling he felt in Sven's chest immediately confirmed his fears, and the spike in heart rate only made it worse. "I need another dose of anesthesia and a laser scalpel now!" He ordered sharply, and the medical staff leapt into action despite the darkness. Using both hands, he gently pressed along each rib until he felt the one that dislodged. He heard the hiss as one of the nurses administered the hypo, and before he could demand one of the engineers hand over their wrist light, the biobed came to life. He gave them a swift nod of acknowledgement and pulled the instrument tray over to his side. The monitor above the bed revealed the anesthesia was taking affect, but so was the internal damage. Without another word, he cut Sven's shirt open and grabbed the scalpel, beginning the delicate process of extracting the displaced rib.
Soft tags Sven Aune Ozu Saya [LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
Harmon was greeted by the Captain's dogs nipping at his ankles. He wasn't exactly an animal person, so he was glad when she ordered them down. "Thank you, ma'am. Mr. Williams," he said curtly as he was welcomed. He still hadn't quite adjusted to the over familial and...pleasant meetings the Captain liked to hold at in her quarters now and then. Soon after the Chief arrived with Kova. Well this is going to be fun after all. She always looked at him strangely, with suspicion. Was he really that suspicious? "Good morning, Kova. How are you today?" he was having a relatively good day, no reason to stop enjoying himself now. "Chief," he said looking at her with a nod. [Capt. Judith Eastman(-Williams) & Max Williams - Commanding Officer's quarters]The arrival of more people meant more excitement for the dogs. Saya was familiar, but this blue person... this was new. Both corgis swarmed Kova and sniffed at her. "Bridge, Tunnel, down. Down. Enough," the Captain ordered the two dogs. "I'll take the dogs to our room," Max offered, mostly to Judy. "I'll make this up to you, I promise.""I know you will."The elderly couple then exchanged a kiss, just long enough to make things awkward for everyone else, before Max took a box of dog treats and walked towards the master bedroom. The dogs both ran after him. "Please, have a seat," Judy told her guests, as she sat down on one of the sofas. "Oh, and shoes off, if that's not too much to ask."Judy took her reading glasses, previously perched in her hair, and held them, pinching one corner in her hand, just in case Saya had some reading material. "Well, Chief, what's the matter?" she asked. [MCPO Ozu Saya - CO's Quarters] Saya made an unattractive strangled sound when Kova asked if she was blaming her for the malfunctions. She silently offered a prayer to the Prophets for patience, something she rarely did since she didn't really believe they were gods. Thankfully, Kova went on to give an actual assessment before Saya could put her foot in her mouth and make things worse. She noted the issue with the turbolift doors as the Andorian exited and made a note on her PADD. Commander, she responded to Harmon's greeting wearily. Saya didn't even have the energy to smile at the corgis antics at meeting a new person. She toed her boots off without comment and collapsed onto one of the couches. First, can you let Kova access the computer from one of your terminals? She needs to run some diagnostics.
Second, I'm forwarding you the maintenance request logs for the last week or so. The repair needs have been steadily increasing, with issues ranging from minor inconveniences to relatively serious problems like gravity plating malfunctioning and causing injuries. So far, they don't seem to have affected the major station systems, but I've asked Kova to check for signs of sabotage or hacking. There also doesn't seem to be any logical relationship between the systems that are affected.
I'm starting split double shifts for engineering from now until we resolve all of this. Alpha and Gamma, Beta and Delta on shared duty. I'll get you a revised roster as soon as I find the time to finish putting it together. Right now George is assigning repair teams from whomever is available. Saya looked between the others with her brow furrowed. [ Kova Sh'qaleq - CO's Quarters, Front Ear Station ] Tiny canines. That was what came rushing towards Kova. Her eyes studied the pair of corgis as they were summoned back and then escorted to the bedroom by Eastman's husband. The Andorian said nothing more, nor was she disturbed by their presence. Her entry into the quarters were met with a greeting from Matthew Harmon of all people. Instantly, she suspected that the spook had an agenda of his own. He wasn't known for issuing pleasantries so easily, especially given the state of affairs. Her eyes then drifted to Captain Eastman. Perhaps Harmon's behavior had more to do with present company than anything else. The captain listened as Saya asked that Kova be allowed access to the computer terminal to run a diagnostic. Kova's eyes left Eastman and shifted to Harmon, suspecting an objection had to be on the tip of his tongue. She thought it best to bide her time and let the upcoming dialogue filter about before she consciously did anything more. Thus far, it seemed an all too comfortable Saya simply brought everyone up to speed with a consolidated verbal report.
Tag: Matthew Harmon , Judith Eastman , Ozu Saya [Turbolift] It wasn't long before the hatch above them opened to reveal a cheerful albeit sweaty Bajoran face who instantly recognised her. " That's okay, I'm just happy that someone realised that we were stuck" Lea replied before his attention was directed towards his colleagues. When he then came back and gave her the options and assured her that the lift was in no danger of falling. Lea thought about it and whilst she didn't want to lose another stroller after the last one was destroyed in the park fire. The alternative was to remain in the lift for who knows how long and wasn't sure if she could stay especially with the kids. " If you can recover the stroller later for me, I'll take you up on the offer to lift us all out. I just need to grab the diaper bag".Lea then packed everything into the bag and took out Aven, before making sure that Ari was ready.
Tag Ozu Saya [LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
It felt strange taking his shoes off while in uniform, but he complied with the Captain's request. It was her home after all. Kova didn't respond to his greeting, at least not verbally, opting instead to stare at him, no doubt sizing him up and trying to find some hidden agenda. He smiled, enjoying watching her paranoia get the better of her. The Chief then cut to the chase immediately and requested Kova be given the given access to computer terminals. "Of course, I'll authorise Kova to access our systems," he said as he pulled out a PADD and typed in some commands to ensure Kova had access. He figured there was little point objecting, it would just go back and forth before the Captain accepted the Chief's advice. More importantly, his amenability was sure to confuse and annoy Kova. =/\= Ops to Commander Harmon...sir, we've had a civilian ship the uh...SS Falcon attempt to dock, however there was a malfunction with the docking systems. Their captain took manual control and a collision was avoided, but I though you should know...sir. =/\=Harmon's demeanour shifted at the mention of the SS Treachery. He took a step back while Saya wrapped up her briefing so he could give directives to Ops. Of course Thomas Jett decided now to show up, as if there wasn't enough to deal with on the station. How he managed to continually stay out of prison...or the airlock, completely eluded Harmon. =/\= Thomas Jett, it's captain is a known troublemaker. And treasonous. Dispatch security to keep a close eye on him, if he so much as passes gas on this station, I want to know. I don't care if he knows we're watching. =/\=He then stepped back towards the group and updated them. "Ma'am, Thomas Jett has decided now was an appropriate time to visit us once again. I'll handle him if he does anything...in character. I've ordered Security to tail him." He wondered if Captain Treason was somehow involved with whatever was going on. It was perhaps unlikely, but he wouldn't put it past him.
Up in Ops, security was dispatched to follow around Jett once he disembarked.
Tag: Judith Eastman , Ozu Saya , Kova Sh'qaleq , tag @jett [ MCPO Ozu Saya - CO's Quarters] Saya made an unattractive strangled sound when Kova asked if she was blaming her for the malfunctions. She silently offered a prayer to the Prophets for patience, something she rarely did since she didn't really believe they were gods. Thankfully, Kova went on to give an actual assessment before Saya could put her foot in her mouth and make things worse. She noted the issue with the turbolift doors as the Andorian exited and made a note on her PADD. Commander, she responded to Harmon's greeting wearily. Saya didn't even have the energy to smile at the corgis antics at meeting a new person. She toed her boots off without comment and collapsed onto one of the couches. First, can you let Kova access the computer from one of your terminals? She needs to run some diagnostics.
Second, I'm forwarding you the maintenance request logs for the last week or so. The repair needs have been steadily increasing, with issues ranging from minor inconveniences to relatively serious problems like gravity plating malfunctioning and causing injuries. So far, they don't seem to have affected the major station systems, but I've asked Kova to check for signs of sabotage or hacking. There also doesn't seem to be any logical relationship between the systems that are affected.
I'm starting split double shifts for engineering from now until we resolve all of this. Alpha and Gamma, Beta and Delta on shared duty. I'll get you a revised roster as soon as I find the time to finish putting it together. Right now George is assigning repair teams from whomever is available. Saya looked between the others with her brow furrowed. [ Kova Sh'qaleq - CO's Quarters, Front Ear Station ] Tiny canines. That was what came rushing towards Kova. Her eyes studied the pair of corgis as they were summoned back and then escorted to the bedroom by Eastman's husband. The Andorian said nothing more, nor was she disturbed by their presence. Her entry into the quarters were met with a greeting from Matthew Harmon of all people. Instantly, she suspected that the spook had an agenda of his own. He wasn't known for issuing pleasantries so easily, especially given the state of affairs. Her eyes then drifted to Captain Eastman. Perhaps Harmon's behavior had more to do with present company than anything else. The captain listened as Saya asked that Kova be allowed access to the computer terminal to run a diagnostic. Kova's eyes left Eastman and shifted to Harmon, suspecting an objection had to be on the tip of his tongue. She thought it best to bide her time and let the upcoming dialogue filter about before she consciously did anything more. Thus far, it seemed an all too comfortable Saya simply brought everyone up to speed with a consolidated verbal report. [LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
It felt strange taking his shoes off while in uniform, but he complied with the Captain's request. It was her home after all. Kova didn't respond to his greeting, at least not verbally, opting instead to stare at him, no doubt sizing him up and trying to find some hidden agenda. He smiled, enjoying watching her paranoia get the better of her. The Chief then cut to the chase immediately and requested Kova be given the given access to computer terminals. "Of course, I'll authorise Kova to access our systems," he said as he pulled out a PADD and typed in some commands to ensure Kova had access. He figured there was little point objecting, it would just go back and forth before the Captain accepted the Chief's advice. More importantly, his amenability was sure to confuse and annoy Kova. =/\= Ops to Commander Harmon...sir, we've had a civilian ship the uh...SS Falcon attempt to dock, however there was a malfunction with the docking systems. Their captain took manual control and a collision was avoided, but I though you should know...sir. =/\=Harmon's demeanour shifted at the mention of the SS Treachery. He took a step back while Saya wrapped up her briefing so he could give directives to Ops. Of course Thomas Jett decided now to show up, as if there wasn't enough to deal with on the station. How he managed to continually stay out of prison...or the airlock, completely eluded Harmon. =/\= Thomas Jett, it's captain is a known troublemaker. And treasonous. Dispatch security to keep a close eye on him, if he so much as passes gas on this station, I want to know. I don't care if he knows we're watching. =/\=He then stepped back towards the group and updated them. "Ma'am, Thomas Jett has decided now was an appropriate time to visit us once again. I'll handle him if he does anything...in character. I've ordered Security to tail him." He wondered if Captain Treason was somehow involved with whatever was going on. It was perhaps unlikely, but he wouldn't put it past him.
Up in Ops, security was dispatched to follow around Jett once he disembarked. [Capt. Judith Eastman(-Williams) & Max Williams - Commanding Officer's quarters]Judy sighed, with clear disappointment. Station-wide, large-scale malfunctions were exactly the kind of thing she wanted to start her captainly tenure with. And Thomas Jett... she wanted to bar him from docking at her station ever again, but sadly was prevented from doing that. That convicted (albeit pardoned) traitor had friends in high places. "I'll be surprised if Jett has nothing to do with this," she lamented. "Mr. Harmon, I want you to take point with security. Look for sabotage, and explore all angles. Take Mabel along with you," she ordered. "And feel free to pick up Mr. Jett if he makes any provocations.""Chief, Ms. Sh'qaleq, come with me, I'll set you up in our study."Rising from her seat, and taking the cheese platter with her, Judy walked over to the study she and Max shared. The room, spacious enough, was filled with various things, including a large desk with two chairs and workstations, a number of guitars (in cases), and, on the wall opposite the desk, a large model railroad layout, modeled around the 1930s in the rural, mountainous parts of Max's native Scotland. It was painstakingly built, a sign of deep, abiding geekdom. Judy quickly logged out her and Max's system profiles on the respective workstations, so they could be used. "You can use these, but try not to move the chairs too much. We're old, Max and I, and aches come easily," Judy instructed. "Now, since I can tell my day off is over, I'll go put on my uniform."Judy swiftly walked to the bedroom, where - thoughtful as ever - Max had already laid out her uniform. "You're incredible," she said gratefully. "You owe me an anniversary trip," he replied, half messing with her, as she changed into her duty uniform, donning her captain's vest (and clipping her readers to it) as she draped her jacket over her right arm. She made her way back towards the study, picking up a jug of water and a few glasses on the way.
Tag Matthew Harmon , Ozu Saya , and Kova Sh'qaleq [ Lt. George Hugo - Engineering ] George sighed heavily. Just what they needed, more major repairs. He snagged a PADD from a nearby console and logged in - his own had been set down somewhere and walked away. He logged the report, then eyes Avi speculatively. Look, if I prioritize your repairs, could I convince you to help out with some of the other repairs? An extra pair of hands that knows the right end of a hyperspanner would be welcome. I could authorize compensation. It wasn't his favorite idea ever, and Saya might be upset, but she'd acknowledge he was right, after thinking it over. [...] The crewman hurried off, and almost immediately George's badge sounded. =/\= Acknowledged. We'll get someone on it right away. =/\= George looked back at Avi. You'd better make up your mind quick or I won't have anyone left, [...] [ Avi Moz | Engineering ]Avi lolled her head back and rolled her eyes. "This is extortion," she grumbled, but didn't storm off. But if this was the only way she'd be able to get any work done, then she'd better just get on with it. "Give me the PADD. I've got to get my tools and I don't want to make a trip back." She held out her hand to Hugo. His mouth a straight line, he slapped a duty queue into her palm and let her on her way. [fn]Approved by the Chief[/fn] [ Avi Moz | Engineering → Avi's Workshop ]Soon Avi was back at her workshop, ducking under the door to find it unoccupied. Mott was gone. "Oh for fucksake!" She threw some tools in a bag and headed out to stalk the station for the little imp who better not have a big mouth, sticky fingers, or deep pockets. But if what he said about his parentage was true, she was probably out of luck. [Lt. Paawin Riyo - Front Ear - Sickbay]The wheezing, blood-filled cough and the rattling he felt in Sven's chest immediately confirmed his fears, and the spike in heart rate only made it worse. "I need another dose of anesthesia and a laser scalpel now!" He ordered sharply, and the medical staff leapt into action despite the darkness. Using both hands, he gently pressed along each rib until he felt the one that dislodged. He heard the hiss as one of the nurses administered the hypo, and before he could demand one of the engineers hand over their wrist light, the biobed came to life. He gave them a swift nod of acknowledgement and pulled the instrument tray over to his side. The monitor above the bed revealed the anesthesia was taking affect, but so was the internal damage. Without another word, he cut Sven's shirt open and grabbed the scalpel, beginning the delicate process of extracting the displaced rib.
Soft tags Sven Aune Ozu Saya |Sick bay || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune | lt. (jr.grd.) Sorren |Things were getting pretty serious, fast. And Sven's vitals were going redlining. It was a good thing that the engineers had hooked up the backup battery pack when they did. Or was it? Unbeknownstto them, a short had occurred, which caused the first failure of power. A simple bundle of wire that had been chewed through by some little critter. The critter was grounded and that caused the power to short circuit. The voltage caused the critter's teeth to seize shut around the wire. And since it was dead, it was unable to let go. Sorren watched with Vulcan amusement. If that was such a thing. Maybe it was Sorren's particular brand. The suffering of others. He smirked inwardly at the doctors plight and the staff hurrying around them. A nurse bumped into the Vulcan who in turn bumped into the wall, which was enough to dislodge the shorted created allowing the flow of power to resume and was feeding back into the emergency power-pack. But more on that later. Sven had lost quite a bit of blood to internal hemorrhaging and he fell back onto the bio bed. It was sleepy time. The E1-526 mark IV battery pack was doing its job. But it, having been taken from storage had a little problem of it's own. One that didn't register immediately. Some little critter had gotten into it and made a nest. This nest had interfered with a feedback sensor, which was registering a nominal 0.1 MHz, well within normal operational parameters. But in reality, it was starting to build up. A resonance feedback was growing. Tag Jovireh Velal Ozu Saya [Sickbay - Repair Team Sigma] The small repair team exchanged worried glances as they set about trying to get the power restored to sickbay. They used tricorders to scan the consoles, pulled panels away from walls to scan visually, occasionally put their heads together to quietly confer, trying not to disturb the doctors at work. They found the severed wires within a few minutes, but didn't see what had caused it, the critter having fallen away behind an array of isolinear chips. The power was diverted and the wires replaced in short order, the lights coming up in sickbay and the biobeds coming to life again. After another short conference, one of the team members jogged off with the wires in hand to show to the chief or Lt. Hugo. Another approached Dr. Paawin cautiously, Doctor, I'm just going to leave that portable unit here. You can hook it up again if anything happens.Tag Jovireh Velal and Sven Aune
[ MCPO Ozu Saya - CO's Quarters] Thank you, Commander, Saya said sincerely to Harmon when he gave Kova the requested access without question. She was afraid she might hit the next person who gave her any difficulties. Saya stood and padded after Judy into the study and headed for the older woman's chair, leaving the taller one Max sat in for Kova. Her feet wouldn't be able to go flat on the deck, but they'd at least touch. Maybe she could get a little organization done here before she headed back to engineering. I'm going to investigate the history of these malfunctions, see if I can pin down when they started increasing, she informed the Andorian as she logged into the terminal with her own information. Tag Judith Eastman and Kova Sh'qaleq , soft tag for Matthew Harmon
[Turbolift - Repair Team Epsilon] Absolutely, Ms. Mazal. I'll bring the stroller to you myself as soon as we get the 'lift moving, the young Bajoran said. He proceeded to lie flat with his upper body over the opening and his arms dangling down. Why don't you hand up the kids, then we'll lift you up here before we send you on up the shaft. We'll make sure they're safe, he assured her. Tag Leanna Mazal
[ Lt. George Hugo - Engineering] George waited until Avi had taken the PADD and left before snorting in amusement. He was shocked she'd left without extensive negotiations about exactly what her compensation would be. He'd send her a contract later, and it would even be generous. Yes, he was that desperate for another pair of competent hands. The massive lieutenant turned just in time to be approached by another crewman with an apologetic look on his face. George returned to doing what repairs he could himself in between assigning teams all over the station. The second shift had come in, and were waiting to be organized. Meanwhile, they were assembling into random teams and heading out as fast as calls came in. When a team returned, they might have a moment to grab a drink of water and a snack before they were assigned to another repair.
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Kova Sh'qaleq
Civilian
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Position: Security Consultant
Species: Andorian
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Post by Kova Sh'qaleq on Jan 9, 2021 8:06:20 GMT
{Quoted Posts} [LCDR Matthew Harmon - CO's Quarters]
It felt strange taking his shoes off while in uniform, but he complied with the Captain's request. It was her home after all. Kova didn't respond to his greeting, at least not verbally, opting instead to stare at him, no doubt sizing him up and trying to find some hidden agenda. He smiled, enjoying watching her paranoia get the better of her. The Chief then cut to the chase immediately and requested Kova be given the given access to computer terminals. "Of course, I'll authorise Kova to access our systems," he said as he pulled out a PADD and typed in some commands to ensure Kova had access. He figured there was little point objecting, it would just go back and forth before the Captain accepted the Chief's advice. More importantly, his amenability was sure to confuse and annoy Kova. =/\= Ops to Commander Harmon...sir, we've had a civilian ship the uh...SS Falcon attempt to dock, however there was a malfunction with the docking systems. Their captain took manual control and a collision was avoided, but I though you should know...sir. =/\=Harmon's demeanour shifted at the mention of the SS Treachery. He took a step back while Saya wrapped up her briefing so he could give directives to Ops. Of course Thomas Jett decided now to show up, as if there wasn't enough to deal with on the station. How he managed to continually stay out of prison...or the airlock, completely eluded Harmon. =/\= Thomas Jett, it's captain is a known troublemaker. And treasonous. Dispatch security to keep a close eye on him, if he so much as passes gas on this station, I want to know. I don't care if he knows we're watching. =/\=He then stepped back towards the group and updated them. "Ma'am, Thomas Jett has decided now was an appropriate time to visit us once again. I'll handle him if he does anything...in character. I've ordered Security to tail him." He wondered if Captain Treason was somehow involved with whatever was going on. It was perhaps unlikely, but he wouldn't put it past him.
Up in Ops, security was dispatched to follow around Jett once he disembarked. [Capt. Judith Eastman(-Williams) & Max Williams - Commanding Officer's quarters]Judy sighed, with clear disappointment. Station-wide, large-scale malfunctions were exactly the kind of thing she wanted to start her captainly tenure with. And Thomas Jett... she wanted to bar him from docking at her station ever again, but sadly was prevented from doing that. That convicted (albeit pardoned) traitor had friends in high places. "I'll be surprised if Jett has nothing to do with this," she lamented. "Mr. Harmon, I want you to take point with security. Look for sabotage, and explore all angles. Take Mabel along with you," she ordered. "And feel free to pick up Mr. Jett if he makes any provocations.""Chief, Ms. Sh'qaleq, come with me, I'll set you up in our study."Rising from her seat, and taking the cheese platter with her, Judy walked over to the study she and Max shared. The room, spacious enough, was filled with various things, including a large desk with two chairs and workstations, a number of guitars (in cases), and, on the wall opposite the desk, a large model railroad layout, modeled around the 1930s in the rural, mountainous parts of Max's native Scotland. It was painstakingly built, a sign of deep, abiding geekdom. Judy quickly logged out her and Max's system profiles on the respective workstations, so they could be used. "You can use these, but try not to move the chairs too much. We're old, Max and I, and aches come easily," Judy instructed. "Now, since I can tell my day off is over, I'll go put on my uniform."Judy swiftly walked to the bedroom, where - thoughtful as ever - Max had already laid out her uniform. "You're incredible," she said gratefully. "You owe me an anniversary trip," he replied, half messing with her, as she changed into her duty uniform, donning her captain's vest (and clipping her readers to it) as she draped her jacket over her right arm. She made her way back towards the study, picking up a jug of water and a few glasses on the way. {Spoiler}[MCPO Ozu Saya - CO's Quarters]
Thank you, Commander, Saya said sincerely to Harmon when he gave Kova the requested access without question. She was afraid she might hit the next person who gave her any difficulties. Saya stood and padded after Judy into the study and headed for the older woman's chair, leaving the taller one Max sat in for Kova. Her feet wouldn't be able to go flat on the deck, but they'd at least touch. Maybe she could get a little organization done here before she headed back to engineering. I'm going to investigate the history of these malfunctions, see if I can pin down when they started increasing, she informed the Andorian as she logged into the terminal with her own information. [ Kova Sh'qaleq - CO's Quarters, Front Ear Station ] Humans were strange enough, but these humans were arguably more strange than usual. First of all, there was the Captain and her mate. With all the time that Kova had been on the station, she had managed to keep her distance from Eastman. Now, here she was in the woman's quarters, with her canines charging at her only to be hauled away by her mate. Then, there was Harmon. His... obedience was rather unnerving. There was no protest. No warnings about granting a convicted hacker access to the station, or even being behind this altogether. Hopefully, this wasn't all some elaborate attempt to catch her in the act of doing something wrong... or very right. And then, there was the shoe thing.... Kova looked down at her blue bare feet. Her eyes glanced back at her boots that were waiting near the door. She looked around until she was enlightened to even more news. It seemed Thomas Jett of all people had turned up once again on Front Ear Station. He had his own checkered past, and considering how Harmon was more annoyed by his presence, Kova was certainly convinced that it was probably a good idea to keep her distance from him as well. As she was beckoned to follow Eastman and Ozu into a study. Kova's eyes were instantly drawn to the railroad layout. The Andorian naturally drifted towards it to examine it. It reminded her of the holographic locomotive that they had nearly been killed on. Why they would keep the model of such a monstrosity, she was unsure. Though, it did look similar to some of the first ice cutters... from centuries ago. Eastman redirected her attention to a pair of terminals and gave some warnings about moving the chairs before she felt it necessary to reveal she was going to change clothes. Why? Was this some sort of attempt to wave her uniform in Kova's face? Saya settled in one of the chairs, and mentioned trying to determine what she could learn about the history of all these malfunctions. Meanwhile, Kova simply looked at the chair and at the terminal. How was she supposed to sit in it without moving it? Her hand reached into her pocket and pulled out her interactive lens. She placed it over her eye, and secured it behind her ear. "Voice encryption... prime user... Chel-E, recognize terminal and initiate remote access... find pre-approved access for this user and display parameters."[... Chel-E Active... ] [... Recognize User: 001... Voice Confirmation... ] [... Sh'qaleq, K. (Civilian)... pre-approved access: authorization -- Harmon, M. LCD... ] [... Parameters: Limited... Maintenance Mode... Diagnostics and Analysis... ]"Really?" Kova said shaking her head. "Chel-E... Run Ghostwalker." The screen shimmered and flickered. "That was me. Display parameters." Kova continued to stand beside the empty chair, looking at the terminal's screen. She only said as much to make certain that Saya didn't think she'd just encountered another problem. [... Ghostwalker Protocols... Running... ] [... Parameters: n/a... ]Kova tilted her head slightly. Now, she could actually do some work. If she were being honest, she could have gained access at any point. As a courtesy, she had simply attempted to follow their protocols. Either way, it was time to see what she could learn. "Run Proxy Level 1 Diagnostic: all systems."[... Proxy Level 1 Diagnostic... all systems... running... ]
The images on the screen raced, as it seemed to scan through all of the systems. on Kova's lens, several readouts were constantly displayed. The Andorian's eyes were used to skimming through Chel-E's analysis, though what she was seeing didn't make much sense. After a few moments, Kova looked down at Saya. "This... isn't a virus. At least, not like anything I've ever seen. As of right now... my advice: get a new station."
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on Jan 9, 2021 10:13:47 GMT
[Docking Bay – In Front of the S.S. Falcon] “Roger and Aella have a good time on your break and try not to get yourselves into trouble. We will see each other shortly…also Aella when you have a chance do you mind running a diagnostic and check what the problem was. I might need to file a report to the Station’s Engineering and Ops. I’m surprised” Jett mentioned as he began getting more deep in thought. “Surprised about what? Malfunctions occur all the time” Aella responded. “Correct, but Station’s Tractor Beam and guidance have the main system, a backup and a secondary backup. In this situation all three failed. Which something is up or they have been seriously lagging on their maintenance…but I’m probably thinking about it too much” Jett said as he continued in his thought process. Tom continued his walk to the Turbolift. [Promenade – Minutes Later] Jett continue his stroll in the promenade as he looked at items at several shops. He picked up a mirror and asked for the shopkeeper. “How much is this?” . Tom inquired. The shopkeeper began talking “Ahh…this piece is an authentic non replicated mirror from the [blah….blah….blah].” Tom stopped listening as he was not interested in the mirror or what the shopkeeper said. From the reflection in the mirror, he observed a humanoid in plain clothes ducking and trying to hide from his line of sight. Someone is following me. The man thought. It would not be coincidence if it was one or two ships but this person has been behind him in the casino, bar, shops, lobster tanks visit and now in the shops again for minutes. Either he had peculiar taste or complete randomness which are bizarre or he was being followed. The same time he left the Turbolift. Why is this person following me? Jett continued in his thought. The shopkeeper continued talking as Jett try to get his attention to him. [blah…blah…blah….I am willing to part with this treasure for 5 pieces of golf pressed Latinum.” Jett looked at the shopkeeper as he was crazy. “5 pieces? Are you crazy! Nah that’s too much how about an even trade….I throw in a First Edition Playboy” Jett responded. The shopkeeper then asked “I don’t even know what a First Edition Play boy is…is it a kid? Is it a slave?” Jett gave a slight nod with a smile and responded “Apparently someone skipped puberty…” As he finished he walked away. The shopkeeper mumbled “Maybe I should contact security that someone was selling slaves…a Play Boy as he called it” Tom continued his walked in which he took a sharp turn into an alley. He knew that the person tailing him would have to follow suit. Tom waited for a second as he waited for the person to follow him. Quickly without hesitation Tom grabbed the individual and then spoke “Who are you? And why are you following me? Speak quickly or I am going to put so much energy on you that you will glow in the dark so much that you will be the highlight of next year Christmas Tree ornament.” [PO2 Mozg & Susux - Promenade]Petty OfficerMozg, a tall lanky Saurian, and his colleague Susux, a feminine Rigellian, had been assigned to tail the rogue civilian. It was implied they were not required to be too sneaky and that they wanted their mark to know they were there. Susux had been tailing the man closely, when she was suddenly grabbed by Jett as he turned a corner into an alley. "Hands off me!" she said as she broke his grip and took a step back while she drew her phaser and pointed at him. Mozg had been hanging back, ready to provide support if Susux got in trouble. He had an open communications line so he could hear anything and was also tracking her every move. As she headed into the alleyway he had moved quickly to take a shortcut so he could be on the other end of the alley and cut him off need be. The pair of them knew the Station's layout like the back of their hand, every nook and cranny. When he heard her over comms, he quickly ran into the alley from behind the target and drew his own phaser. "Stand back! Hands above your head!," Mozg exclaimed. "You just assaulted Starfleet Security. I suggest you comply," Susux added.
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Leanna Mazal
Civilian
Posts: 1,728 Likes: 32
Position: Civilian
Species: Betazoid
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Post by Leanna Mazal on Jan 9, 2021 11:28:02 GMT
[Turbo lift] " Thankyou"Lea replied gratefully when the Engineer promised to return the stroller himself as soon as they got the lift moving. That was one less thing to worry about as he then laid flat and suggested that she hand the kids over so that they could then lift her up before sending them all up the shaft. That made sense and his assurance that they would be safe, certainly helped although she was just glad that they had been found and knew they were in safe hands. " Okay, I'll hand you Aven first, then Ari" After assuring her daughter that it was okay and to do whatever was asked of her, Lea then prepared to hand Aven over.
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