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 Mar 1, 2021 14:29:13 GMT
[ MCPO Ozu Saya - USS Mac] ~Acting XO's Log~ ‘ Because of some unusual atmospheric interference, the away team has had to take a runabout to the planet’s surface to collect samples. The vegetation appears rich and edible for most Federation species, so we’re hoping to return with stores to add to our hydroponics. A number of the food vendors on the promenade prefer to use real rather than replicated foods, so the variety will benefit all of us on the station.
‘I am concerned that Commander Baker chose to join the away team, especially with not being able to use the transporters, but it is her prerogative; I would not overrule her unless I felt the danger were too great. Our scans of the surface showed no signs of intelligent or large animal life. I do have engineering working on a way to cut through the interference with the transporters in case the team encounters difficulties.’ ~End Log~ ---------- [ Lt. jg Aravis - Runabout Roundabout] Steam hissed from overhead as the runabout shook violently. An explosion near the back of the small vessel sent alarms screaming as plasma began venting into the cabin. Lt. Aravis scrambled back into the pilot’s seat, wiping blood from her face, then off the console where her head had impacted on the way down. They were going to stop letting her pilot anything if there were disasters every time she took the controls. She didn’t think this was her fault, though. =/\= ‘ Roundabout to Mac, I’ve lost control inside the planet’s atmosphere. I’m sending you our general coordinates. Mac, do you read?’ =/\= There was no response. ‘ Everyone brace for impact!’ Aravis yelled as she gave up trying to get the runabout out of the atmosphere and concentrated on trying to set it down without breaking apart. She spotted a clearing ahead as the runabout crashed through some trees and the pilot nudged the controls that direction. It wasn’t going to be pretty, but they’d get on the ground mostly intact.
Cast: Thea Baker Ozu Saya Jovireh Velal Joshua Niles Sven Aune Carlisle Jonathan Hunt Isaiah Quinn |
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Thea Baker
Command
[TI12]
Posts: 1,448 Likes: 46 
Rank: Captain
Position: Commanding Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Thea Baker on Mar 1, 2021 15:58:06 GMT
[Runabout Roundabout]
Even though she didn't have to be a part of the team that was heading down to the planet in order to survey and collect samples of the vegetation. Thea felt the need to do so, rather than remain on the Mac waiting for updates and for Engineering to come up with a solution to cut through the interference that they had encountered. Besides after the last mission and feeling helpless, then the subsequent averting disaster during Galaxyvision. Thea wanted to just do something different and lean on her medical background for a change.
The Acting CO knew that it likely hadn't gone down to well with Saya but considering that this was a fairly straightforward mission, Thea was happy that her Acting XO hadn't argued and respected her wishes. However considering what had happened and how they were now fighting for their very survival, she wouldn't blame Saya for saying I told you so. Still they hadn't known that things would go wrong and as the runabout continued to shake violently and plasma began to vent from the explosion in the rear. Thea had to focus, ignoring the pain in her side as Aravis tried to hail the ship, before warning them to brace for impact.
There was a look given towards Isaiah, deciding that protocol didn't matter right now as she tried to reach for his hand. " Everyone hold on" she instructed as Aravis did what she could to get them down as safely as possible.
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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 Mar 1, 2021 17:58:15 GMT
|The runabout Roundabout || lt. cmdr. Sven Aune | Crewman Alice Duff |
Why was it every time Sven left the station, it turned into disaster for him? It was as if some cosmic force was trying to keep him tethered to that station. A small explosion had rocked the ship and alarms sounded as radiation from the resulting plasma leak began to contaminate the breathing air in the small craft. He cursed under his breath as the ship took another jostling jolt and he clumsily landed in his seat with a hard thud. The automatic restraints fastened his bulk to the chair as the ship spun out of control. Or perhaps it was the planet that was spinning out of control towards the ship? He held onto a prayer hoping the pilot had the skills to land the ship. He didn't want his last thoughts to be about Eurus. If he was to die on this planet he hoped that Opal would take care of the dog.
"Aaaah!" Alice gave a small scream as her stomach dropped out from under her. She was buffeted into Sven and bounced off his large bulk landing hard into her seat. She sat catawampus with her red bushy hair, frizzed in all directions. The ship bounced on the turbulence and she felt her stomach lurch again. It was too much of a wild ride and a moment later the cookies she ate earlier that day were now being tossed all over her lap and the floor filling the cabin with a sickeningly acidic stench.
Sven's stomach turned at the smell and the retching sounds. It had been a while since he had experienced a hard landing. The last time was on a drop ship during the Dominion war.
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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 Mar 1, 2021 18:02:03 GMT
[PO2 Jovireh Velal - Runabout Roundabout]
Well, so much for a routine survey mission. They really needed to stop saying everything would go smoothly. When the ship rocked and a panel exploded behind her, Jovireh winced as sparks burned through the back of her shirt. Spinning around she grabbed the fire extinguisher and doused the plasma flames. Before she had a chance to do anything else, however, the pilot was telling them to brace for impact.
Dropping into the nearest seat, and wincing again as the cushion struck the fresh burns on her back, she gripped tightly to whatever solid thing was within reach. Hopefully the engineers would be able to get the transporters working soon... Because judging by the rough ride and the sparks still flying across the small vessel... They weren't going to be flying off the planet.
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Joshua Niles
Security & Tactical
[TI22]
Posts: 649 Likes: 21
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Tactical Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Joshua Niles on Mar 1, 2021 21:57:20 GMT
[ LT Joshua Niles - Bridge, USS Mac ]Departmentally, taking orders from a senior noncom had been something that Niles had grown accustomed to. But having one assigned as XO for a mission, that was a new experience all right. And one he wasn't entirely too sure how to handle, truth be told. However, those were the orders, and that was what he was supposed to deal with, so he hardly had a choice in the matter all right. And, he was just as surprised that Commander Aune hadn't spoken up about that either; of course, the big man wasn't exactly the sort to spend much time on the Bridge, but there were few people Niles knew to be better-skilled at physical security tasks. And, in the meantime, that meant the Tactical Officer was at his customary station at Tactical One, overseeing both the process of the runabout as she was making her way to the surface and the sensors that were facing outwards against the possibility of unwanted visitors entering the system. Honestly, they were pretty much in the middle of nowhere, but given how the last several months had been going on he had learned even more about the value of planning for contingencies. And, that also meant he was watching Roundabout's path closely; there had been enough interference from the planet itself to play merry hell with transporters, and he wasn't entirely pleased as to what it was doing with his sensors either. Especially since he knew that he would lose contact with them at some point. And, sure enough, they were getting a little past the ionosphere the lock on their transponder started getting a little shaky, and then the small craft violently changed course off of its planned glide path. "Status change!" he called out from his position. "Roundabout is off course, and I think I'm reading a plasma flare, and they're definitely going down. Trying to track them and..."Just like that, tracking was lost. "I've lost them." His voice had gone from sharp and decisive, to something far more subdued. "Extrapolating a crash site but with tracking being what it was, it's a lot larger area than it should be, and there's no way in hell I can pinpoint them on the surface right now. And... I don't think there's much of a chance of their commbadges or even their distress beacon to punch through right now."Not again, he found himself thinking. Don't let me lose people again....
Tags Ozu Saya, softies to all others left on Mac.
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Isaiah Quinn
Science
[TI36]
Posts: 1,153
Likes: 57
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief Science Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Isaiah Quinn on Mar 1, 2021 22:10:12 GMT
[Lt. Commander Isaiah Quinn - Runabout Roundabout ] The sound of the klaxon was muffled by the rumbling of the turbulence against the hull as the runabout was jostled violently from one direction to the next. It had happened so suddenly, and there certainly hadn't been any warning before hand. It seemed as if it would have been a smooth ride down to the planet, but clearly there was more to this planet's atmosphere that met the eye. Isaiah's head jerked instinctively from the exploding panel to his side. He'd made his way into the seat next to Aravis, and was trying his best to stabilize the engines. Yet nothing seemed to be working. "The impulse drive coils are offline," Isaiah announced over the chaos. His fingers continued to dance around the console as he searched for answers. Answers that simply were not coming. "That shouldn't be happening," he said as he saw something he didn't like. "The deuterium is reacting with something in the atmosphere. Signs of crystallization in the port Bussard collector." He barely got to do anything else before the power to his console flickered off. "My station just lost power!"He turned to look behind him, and saw Thea. There was hardly enough time to say anything. His hand reached for hers as the runabout continued to plummet to the planet's surface. He heard Thea's warning, instructing everyone to hold on. He could only hope that Aravis could put them down so that they could walk away from this crash. The tips of his fingers barely touched Thea's before Isaiah felt himself thrust forward, just before everything went quiet and black.
Tag: Thea Baker ; soft tag: Ozu Saya (Aravis), Sven Aune (& Alice), Jovireh Velal , other Roundabout passengers
[NPC - Crewman Ezra Mora - USS Mac ]  Not knowing was something that had always annoyed Ezra. Perhaps that was what had led him to become an engineer. He enjoyed getting to the root of a problem, figuring out how it worked, and solving the damned thing. This issue with the transporters, however, was really starting to piss him off. Initially, sensors were able to penetrate the atmosphere, allowing them to see whatever they needed to. Yet, trying to transport matter was a different issue. Now, there seemed to be some sort of atmospheric interference that was keeping that from happening. Hence, the away team had needed to take a runabout down to the planet. That wasn't a major problem in itself, however, if the away team needed to be recollected in the event of an emergency, then it was a helluva problem. He continued to look at the readings, picking it apart, but thus far, he couldn't see a way around that obstacle. It didn't help that he was a tad distracted. This was his first mission away from the station, and Ezra had left his daughter there alone. Now, she was a teenager, but a responsible one was debatable. Still, she had a civics project that she was working on, and the station was the best place for her to finish it. Besides, he had to start trusting her at some point. Maybe, this was her opportunity to show a little maturity. "Dammit," he muttered as he began his analysis again. The problem wasn't with the transporter at all. Whatever was happening, it was happening somewhere between the exosphere and the mesosphere of the planet. The only question, was to figure out exactly what that was. Unfortunately, it wasn't jumping out like a Ferengi with a neon sign that read: NOW OPEN. Of course, Ezra had spoken too soon. Lieutenant Niles spoke up, mentioning that the flight pattern of the Roundabout had chanaged. Essentially, they were going down. He looked at the readings from his Engineering station and found that he was just as blind as Niles was. All of a sudden, solving the problem with the transporters was even more important. His eyes turned towards his boss, Chief Ozu. "Pre-flight confirms the runabout was all green prior to departure. Whatever happened, happened when it hit the planet's atmosphere." Ezra was sure that orders were coming. He just wanted to be ready to help find a solution, because sending another craft after the Roundabout didn't look to be an option.
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Carlisle
Civilian
Posts: 13
Likes: 3
Rank: Civilian/other
Species: Sentient Hologram/Human appearing
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Post by Carlisle on Mar 2, 2021 4:12:06 GMT
[Runabout Roundabout]
In the chaos of the crash, anything not secured was in the process of being scattered throughout the vehicle. From someone’s unattended bag of gear, a device went skidding across the floor. After a particularly hard bump, the device activated. Caught in the momentum, a red-haired female shimmered into view, currently somersaulting across the floor. After what felt like an eternity, but was really only seconds, Carlisle came to a stop, and put her hand against a console to steady herself.
”Oof, that’s tingly!” She quickly snatched her hand back, and noted the sparks emanating from the machine. Her head was more than a bit fuzzy from the deep sleep mode and sudden activation.
”Lt. Oo- no. No.That’s not right. He’s not here. I’m here. Where’s here? Or maybe more importantly, why’s here? And why does it smell like a Ferengi dinner party that’s been busted up by the cops?” Her nose wrinkled, and she blinked looking around in confusion. The hazy fog of smoke hung acridly in the air from several small fires. Fire suppression systems should be coming online soonish, if they weren’t damaged. There should be first aid kits for the wounded. She glanced around, trying to determine what she should do. What was her purpose here, assistance?
Soft tags to fellow runabout passengers
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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 Mar 3, 2021 2:29:13 GMT
[ MCPO Ozu Saya - USS Mac - Bridge] Saya spun in alarm as first Lt. Niles, then the crewman at the engineering station reported on the runabout's status. She knew she should have made Commander Baker stay on the ship. Still, she couldn't help trying to hail the away team. :comm: ' Mac to Runa- Roundabout,' :comm: she demanded, stumbling over the name in her haste. There was a long, pregnant pause as she waited for a reply. Nothing. ' Lt. Niles, do the best you can to triangulate their position and launch a class-3 probe along the runabout's trajectory. If it survives, set it for a low geosynchronous orbit so that we can use it as a booster for our sensors.
'Crewman Mora, keep working on the transporters. Send me what you have so far; I'll help you work on it.
'We have no time to waste. Our people could be badly injured. Pull every resource from every department to figure out a way to punch through that interference.' ---------- Tag Joshua Niles and Isaiah Quinn
[ Lt. jg Aravis - Roundabout - Planet's Surface] ' I can't get them back online,' Aravis replied shortly to Quinn. ' The best I can do is get down us semi-level.' She leaned her face into her arm to wipe away another trickle of blood that was going to get into her eye. The runabout was buffeted by several more trees, and hanging vines whipped past the viewscreen. They bounced once and tilted as their momentum continued to carry them forward. Aravis let out a surprised shriek as the vessel came to a sudden halt, tilted nose up at a slight cant with the massive branch of a long-ago fallen tree only centimeters from breaking through the viewscreen in front of her nose. The dead tree was covered in moss and vines and shuddered slightly from the impact of the runabout hitting it. There were still several small fires burning, but the fire suppression system didn't seem to be working. Aravis stood and started to ask, ' Is everyone okay?' when a stab of pain and nausea coursed through her and she added the contents of her own stomach to those some of the others had already deposited before sinking to the deck unconscious. ---------- Tag: Jovireh VelalThea BakerSven AuneCarlisleIsaiah Quinn |
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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 Mar 3, 2021 6:48:29 GMT
[PO2 Jovireh Velal - Runabout Roundabout]The stench of vomit eventually reached her nose, making her own stomach turn, but she grit her teeth and focused on the seat in front of her. Jov was quickly distracted however by a person tumbling past her. She spun around to check on them, but words failed her when she realized that the woman on the ground had not been one of those who boarded the runabout. Where the hell did she come from? But there was no time to question it as she was flung forward against the restraints as the vessel came to a sudden stop. She paused only a moment to make sure they weren't going to plummet farther before undoing the straps and getting out of her seat. Grabbing the fire extinguisher once more, she put out the rest of the small fires before turning towards the stranger. "You alright?" The redhead looked familiar... but given she wasn't in uniform - and definitely had not been part of the boarding party - she wasn't Starfleet. "Commander Aune, want to deal with a stowaway?"The Petty Officer had her own job to do. Returning the extinguisher to its storage location, she moved to the hatch and pulled the tricorder off her belt. They hadn't quite landed... but the runabout wasn't going anywhere, either. The ground was only a meter or two below them though, safe enough to drop. Jovireh opened the hatch as far as she could before it got stopped by the tree trunk, and peered down at the moss-covered ground below. She really hated blind drops... Putting the tricorder back on her belt, she pulled out her phaser and dove forward out of the runabout. Her body curved through the air during the short fall, and the soft ground rolled across her back until her feet planted and she straightened, looking around cautiously. They had gotten pretty close to a clearing... the pilot had at least done a good job there. The trees on the outskirts were thin but tall, and apparently quite sturdy to have stopped their descent. A few of the trunks were wrapped with leafy vines, and judging by the brilliant colors everywhere - water was plentiful somewhere. She scanned the area carefully, making a mental note of the one type of tree that triggered a warning. Other than that... they should be safe enough here to do what they came to do. "Coast is clear," she called back up into the runabout through the open hatch. "Plenty of space on solid ground for those who need medical attention." She'd feel more comfortable once everyone was out of the runabout. The way the vessel was hanging precariously was even more unsettling from the outside. Jungle Clearing
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Thea Baker
Command
[TI12]
Posts: 1,448 Likes: 46
Rank: Captain
Position: Commanding Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Thea Baker on Mar 3, 2021 7:40:55 GMT
[Runabout - Roundabout]
As the sound and smell of vomit permeated within the immediate vicinity and mixed with the smoke that continued to billow despite efforts to put out the fires. Thea didn't feel nauseated herself, in fact vomit was just one the smells she was accustomed to thanks to her medical background. If she had been a fresh faced Cadet, that might of been different but luckily this wasn't the Academy. However the XO had to keep focused and keep her own terror at bay, knowing that she had to be an example for her officers.
Despite her internal mantra that they were going to make it and her unwavering faith in Aravis, doing just that. It didn't stop her heart from wrenching as Isaiah's fingers barely touched her hand before he was thrown forward. She knew instinctively that he was out cold and there was nothing she could do right now. Willing herself to remain positive, Thea gritted her teeth as their descent seemed to go on for eternity as if everything was in slow motion. She knew that it wasn't as the restraints held her in place, the inertia practically pinning her back.
Unsure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not as Carlisle suddenly appeared from nowhere. Although questions would have to be asked later as the runabout finally came to a halt after a very bumpy ride. Ignoring her own pain and checking herself for bruises, Thea heard Aravis ask if everyone was okay before the flight officer crumpled to the deck after losing the contents of her stomach. Then it was a relief to see Jovireh spring into action as the newly promoted PO spoke to Carlisle and Aune before managing to open the hatch to check their position.
" Carlisle is that you?" she asked as she fumbled with the restraints. Freeing herself after a few fraught seconds as Jovireh called back with what she had found. " Acknowledged Petty Officer" Thea called back, keeping her voice at the same level as she spoke to everyone who could hear her.
" Let's get everyone out, starting with the injured, then we grab as much equipment and supplies as we possibly can".
Judging by the way they had landed and with the natural light shining in, that they would need to hurry, then once they were out, they could plan their next move.
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Derek Black
Medical
[TI33]
Posts: 48 Likes: 3
Rank: Ensign
Position: Health & Safety Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Derek Black on Mar 3, 2021 7:52:50 GMT
[USS Mac - Bridge]
While some would think a starship, with 'only' 24 decks and 800ish crew members, might be an easier tasking to go through rather than an entire starbase, Derek adamantly disagreed with that assessment. For one, a starbase didn't have to go boldly explore new worlds or seek out new civilizations. Still, he figured it would have to be easier after all that paperwork from the Galaxyvision debacle, and since Mac was in-demand as the only starship dedicated to Front Ear's neverending list of missions, Derek went along for the ride. It certainly was a bit different, having an office instead of running a sickbay or having a front row seat to the best view onboard, but he didn't mind. It was nice to have the thrum of a moving deck beneath his feet again.
From personal experience in the past, having an extra hand underfoot during a busy evolution was rarely appreciated, so Derek gave the bridge a wide berth until after the away team was scheduled to land on the planet around which they'd been orbiting. To his surprise, a hive of activity greeted him when he came out of the turbolifts. Judging from the worried faces and hasty movements, something had gone terribly awry. Intuitively taking several steps as old habits propelled him towards the helm, Derek quickly collected himself and retreated to a nearby bulkhead, frustratingly aware that he didn't have a role there besides staying out of the way.
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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 Mar 3, 2021 16:11:36 GMT
[Runabout Roundabout] In the chaos of the crash, anything not secured was in the process of being scattered throughout the vehicle. From someone’s unattended bag of gear, a device went skidding across the floor. After a particularly hard bump, the device activated. Caught in the momentum, a red-haired female shimmered into view, currently somersaulting across the floor. After what felt like an eternity, but was really only seconds, Carlisle came to a stop, and put her hand against a console to steady herself. ”Oof, that’s tingly!” She quickly snatched her hand back, and noted the sparks emanating from the machine. Her head was more than a bit fuzzy from the deep sleep mode and sudden activation. ”Lt. Oo- no. No.That’s not right. He’s not here. I’m here. Where’s here? Or maybe more importantly, why’s here? And why does it smell like a Ferengi dinner party that’s been busted up by the cops?” Her nose wrinkled, and she blinked looking around in confusion. The hazy fog of smoke hung acridly in the air from several small fires. Fire suppression systems should be coming online soonish, if they weren’t damaged. There should be first aid kits for the wounded. She glanced around, trying to determine what she should do. What was her purpose here, assistance?
Soft tags to fellow runabout passengers [ MCPO Ozu Saya - USS Mac - Bridge] Saya spun in alarm as first Lt. Niles, then the crewman at the engineering station reported on the runabout's status. She knew she should have made Commander Baker stay on the ship. Still, she couldn't help trying to hail the away team. :comm: ' Mac to Runa- Roundabout,' :comm: she demanded, stumbling over the name in her haste. There was a long, pregnant pause as she waited for a reply. Nothing. ' Lt. Niles, do the best you can to triangulate their position and launch a class-3 probe along the runabout's trajectory. If it survives, set it for a low geosynchronous orbit so that we can use it as a booster for our sensors.
'Crewman Mora, keep working on the transporters. Send me what you have so far; I'll help you work on it.
'We have no time to waste. Our people could be badly injured. Pull every resource from every department to figure out a way to punch through that interference.' ---------- Tag Joshua Niles and Isaiah Quinn
[ Lt. jg Aravis - Roundabout - Planet's Surface] ' I can't get them back online,' Aravis replied shortly to Quinn. ' The best I can do is get down us semi-level.' She leaned her face into her arm to wipe away another trickle of blood that was going to get into her eye. The runabout was buffeted by several more trees, and hanging vines whipped past the viewscreen. They bounced once and tilted as their momentum continued to carry them forward. Aravis let out a surprised shriek as the vessel came to a sudden halt, tilted nose up at a slight cant with the massive branch of a long-ago fallen tree only centimeters from breaking through the viewscreen in front of her nose. The dead tree was covered in moss and vines and shuddered slightly from the impact of the runabout hitting it. There were still several small fires burning, but the fire suppression system didn't seem to be working. Aravis stood and started to ask, ' Is everyone okay?' when a stab of pain and nausea coursed through her and she added the contents of her own stomach to those some of the others had already deposited before sinking to the deck unconscious. ---------- Tag: Jovireh Velal Thea Baker Sven Aune Carlisle Isaiah Quinn [PO2 Jovireh Velal - Runabout Roundabout]The stench of vomit eventually reached her nose, making her own stomach turn, but she grit her teeth and focused on the seat in front of her. Jov was quickly distracted however by a person tumbling past her. She spun around to check on them, but words failed her when she realized that the woman on the ground had not been one of those who boarded the runabout. Where the hell did she come from? But there was no time to question it as she was flung forward against the restraints as the vessel came to a sudden stop. She paused only a moment to make sure they weren't going to plummet farther before undoing the straps and getting out of her seat. Grabbing the fire extinguisher once more, she put out the rest of the small fires before turning towards the stranger. "You alright?" The redhead looked familiar... but given she wasn't in uniform - and definitely had not been part of the boarding party - she wasn't Starfleet. "Commander Aune, want to deal with a stowaway?"The Petty Officer had her own job to do. Returning the extinguisher to its storage location, she moved to the hatch and pulled the tricorder off her belt. They hadn't quite landed... but the runabout wasn't going anywhere, either. The ground was only a meter or two below them though, safe enough to drop. Jovireh opened the hatch as far as she could before it got stopped by the tree trunk, and peered down at the moss-covered ground below. She really hated blind drops... Putting the tricorder back on her belt, she pulled out her phaser and dove forward out of the runabout. Her body curved through the air during the short fall, and the soft ground rolled across her back until her feet planted and she straightened, looking around cautiously. They had gotten pretty close to a clearing... the pilot had at least done a good job there. The trees on the outskirts were thin but tall, and apparently quite sturdy to have stopped their descent. A few of the trunks were wrapped with leafy vines, and judging by the brilliant colors everywhere - water was plentiful somewhere. She scanned the area carefully, making a mental note of the one type of tree that triggered a warning. Other than that... they should be safe enough here to do what they came to do. "Coast is clear," she called back up into the runabout through the open hatch. "Plenty of space on solid ground for those who need medical attention." She'd feel more comfortable once everyone was out of the runabout. The way the vessel was hanging precariously was even more unsettling from the outside. Jungle Clearing [Runabout - Roundabout] As the sound and smell of vomit permeated within the immediate vicinity and mixed with the smoke that continued to billow despite efforts to put out the fires. Thea didn't feel nauseated herself, in fact vomit was just one the smells she was accustomed to thanks to her medical background. If she had been a fresh faced Cadet, that might of been different but luckily this wasn't the Academy. However the XO had to keep focused and keep her own terror at bay, knowing that she had to be an example for her officers. Despite her internal mantra that they were going to make it and her unwavering faith in Aravis, doing just that. It didn't stop her heart from wrenching as Isaiah's fingers barely touched her hand before he was thrown forward. She knew instinctively that he was out cold and there was nothing she could do right now. Willing herself to remain positive, Thea gritted her teeth as their descent seemed to go on for eternity as if everything was in slow motion. She knew that it wasn't as the restraints held her in place, the inertia practically pinning her back. Unsure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not as Carlisle suddenly appeared from nowhere. Although questions would have to be asked later as the runabout finally came to a halt after a very bumpy ride. Ignoring her own pain and checking herself for bruises, Thea heard Aravis ask if everyone was okay before the flight officer crumpled to the deck after losing the contents of her stomach. Then it was a relief to see Jovireh spring into action as the newly promoted PO spoke to Carlisle and Aune before managing to open the hatch to check their position. " Carlisle is that you?" she asked as she fumbled with the restraints. Freeing herself after a few fraught seconds as Jovireh called back with what she had found. " Acknowledged Petty Officer" Thea called back, keeping her voice at the same level as she spoke to everyone who could hear her. " Let's get everyone out, starting with the injured, then we grab as much equipment and supplies as we possibly can".Judging by the way they had landed and with the natural light shining in, that they would need to hurry, then once they were out, they could plan their next move.
Tag all The landing was hard, but the resulting jolt wasn’t as hard as the jolt of seeing a new face suddenly cartwheel past them. “What the?” he started to question, but his question was answered by the XO. Apparently this person's name was Carlisle. How she got on board was a problem, and one that would have to be addressed. But it was low on the priority list. The next problem was dealing with petty officer Velal. Ordering commanding officers about wasn’t typically how things should be handled, and more so in dire situations such as this. He decided to offer her some grace. Adrenaline was high and lives were at stake. He would talk to her at a later time about it. But the biggest problem was the knocked out Isaiah Quinn, and the pilot. They would have to get them out of the ship. Sven climbed to the front and made eye contact with the XO. “Are you okay?” he asked. “I can get Quinn out.” he said, hoisting the man upon his shoulders in a fireman’s hold. “Duff, see if you can work with someone to get Aravis out. We don’t know the status of the warp core and the last thing we want is to be around that if it breaches.”Sven walked to the exit, and hopped out. He caught on the loose gravel and slid down a bit managing to keep his balance. He placed Isaiah against a tree. “Petty officer, thanks for securing the perimeter. Keep an eye on the injured.”
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 Alice smelled terrible, and her tunic was hot and sticky. She couldn’t stand it a moment longer and pulled it off. Sven had issued her an order. Take care of Aravis. She nodded, “I could use a hand here.” she asked looking for some help. Tags Ozu SayaThea BakerIsaiah QuinnJovireh Velal |
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Isaiah Quinn
Science
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Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief Science Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Isaiah Quinn on Mar 3, 2021 21:08:03 GMT
{Quoted Posts} [Runabout Roundabout] In the chaos of the crash, anything not secured was in the process of being scattered throughout the vehicle. From someone’s unattended bag of gear, a device went skidding across the floor. After a particularly hard bump, the device activated. Caught in the momentum, a red-haired female shimmered into view, currently somersaulting across the floor. After what felt like an eternity, but was really only seconds, Carlisle came to a stop, and put her hand against a console to steady herself. ”Oof, that’s tingly!” She quickly snatched her hand back, and noted the sparks emanating from the machine. Her head was more than a bit fuzzy from the deep sleep mode and sudden activation. ”Lt. Oo- no. No.That’s not right. He’s not here. I’m here. Where’s here? Or maybe more importantly, why’s here? And why does it smell like a Ferengi dinner party that’s been busted up by the cops?” Her nose wrinkled, and she blinked looking around in confusion. The hazy fog of smoke hung acridly in the air from several small fires. Fire suppression systems should be coming online soonish, if they weren’t damaged. There should be first aid kits for the wounded. She glanced around, trying to determine what she should do. What was her purpose here, assistance? [ Lt. jg Aravis - Roundabout - Planet's Surface] ' I can't get them back online,' Aravis replied shortly to Quinn. ' The best I can do is get down us semi-level.' She leaned her face into her arm to wipe away another trickle of blood that was going to get into her eye. The runabout was buffeted by several more trees, and hanging vines whipped past the viewscreen. They bounced once and tilted as their momentum continued to carry them forward. Aravis let out a surprised shriek as the vessel came to a sudden halt, tilted nose up at a slight cant with the massive branch of a long-ago fallen tree only centimeters from breaking through the viewscreen in front of her nose. The dead tree was covered in moss and vines and shuddered slightly from the impact of the runabout hitting it. There were still several small fires burning, but the fire suppression system didn't seem to be working. Aravis stood and started to ask, ' Is everyone okay?' when a stab of pain and nausea coursed through her and she added the contents of her own stomach to those some of the others had already deposited before sinking to the deck unconscious. [PO2 Jovireh Velal - Runabout Roundabout]The stench of vomit eventually reached her nose, making her own stomach turn, but she grit her teeth and focused on the seat in front of her. Jov was quickly distracted however by a person tumbling past her. She spun around to check on them, but words failed her when she realized that the woman on the ground had not been one of those who boarded the runabout. Where the hell did she come from? But there was no time to question it as she was flung forward against the restraints as the vessel came to a sudden stop. She paused only a moment to make sure they weren't going to plummet farther before undoing the straps and getting out of her seat. Grabbing the fire extinguisher once more, she put out the rest of the small fires before turning towards the stranger. "You alright?" The redhead looked familiar... but given she wasn't in uniform - and definitely had not been part of the boarding party - she wasn't Starfleet. "Commander Aune, want to deal with a stowaway?"The Petty Officer had her own job to do. Returning the extinguisher to its storage location, she moved to the hatch and pulled the tricorder off her belt. They hadn't quite landed... but the runabout wasn't going anywhere, either. The ground was only a meter or two below them though, safe enough to drop. Jovireh opened the hatch as far as she could before it got stopped by the tree trunk, and peered down at the moss-covered ground below. She really hated blind drops... Putting the tricorder back on her belt, she pulled out her phaser and dove forward out of the runabout. Her body curved through the air during the short fall, and the soft ground rolled across her back until her feet planted and she straightened, looking around cautiously. They had gotten pretty close to a clearing... the pilot had at least done a good job there. The trees on the outskirts were thin but tall, and apparently quite sturdy to have stopped their descent. A few of the trunks were wrapped with leafy vines, and judging by the brilliant colors everywhere - water was plentiful somewhere. She scanned the area carefully, making a mental note of the one type of tree that triggered a warning. Other than that... they should be safe enough here to do what they came to do. "Coast is clear," she called back up into the runabout through the open hatch. "Plenty of space on solid ground for those who need medical attention." She'd feel more comfortable once everyone was out of the runabout. The way the vessel was hanging precariously was even more unsettling from the outside. [Runabout - Roundabout] As the sound and smell of vomit permeated within the immediate vicinity and mixed with the smoke that continued to billow despite efforts to put out the fires. Thea didn't feel nauseated herself, in fact vomit was just one the smells she was accustomed to thanks to her medical background. If she had been a fresh faced Cadet, that might of been different but luckily this wasn't the Academy. However the XO had to keep focused and keep her own terror at bay, knowing that she had to be an example for her officers. Despite her internal mantra that they were going to make it and her unwavering faith in Aravis, doing just that. It didn't stop her heart from wrenching as Isaiah's fingers barely touched her hand before he was thrown forward. She knew instinctively that he was out cold and there was nothing she could do right now. Willing herself to remain positive, Thea gritted her teeth as their descent seemed to go on for eternity as if everything was in slow motion. She knew that it wasn't as the restraints held her in place, the inertia practically pinning her back. Unsure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not as Carlisle suddenly appeared from nowhere. Although questions would have to be asked later as the runabout finally came to a halt after a very bumpy ride. Ignoring her own pain and checking herself for bruises, Thea heard Aravis ask if everyone was okay before the flight officer crumpled to the deck after losing the contents of her stomach. Then it was a relief to see Jovireh spring into action as the newly promoted PO spoke to Carlisle and Aune before managing to open the hatch to check their position. " Carlisle is that you?" she asked as she fumbled with the restraints. Freeing herself after a few fraught seconds as Jovireh called back with what she had found. " Acknowledged Petty Officer" Thea called back, keeping her voice at the same level as she spoke to everyone who could hear her. " Let's get everyone out, starting with the injured, then we grab as much equipment and supplies as we possibly can".Judging by the way they had landed and with the natural light shining in, that they would need to hurry, then once they were out, they could plan their next move. |Runabout Roundabout || lt. Cmdr. Sven Aune |The landing was hard, but the resulting jolt wasn’t as hard as the jolt of seeing a new face suddenly cartwheel past them. “What the?” he started to question, but his question was answered by the XO. Apparently this person's name was Carlisle. How she got on board was a problem, and one that would have to be addressed. But it was low on the priority list. The next problem was dealing with petty officer Velal. Ordering commanding officers about wasn’t typically how things should be handled, and more so in dire situations such as this. He decided to offer her some grace. Adrenaline was high and lives were at stake. He would talk to her at a later time about it. But the biggest problem was the knocked out Isaiah Quinn, and the pilot. They would have to get them out of the ship. Sven climbed to the front and made eye contact with the XO. “Are you okay?” he asked. “I can get Quinn out.” he said, hoisting the man upon his shoulders in a fireman’s hold. “Duff, see if you can work with someone to get Aravis out. We don’t know the status of the warp core and the last thing we want is to be around that if it breaches.”Sven walked to the exit, and hopped out. He caught on the loose gravel and slid down a bit managing to keep his balance. He placed Isaiah against a tree. “Petty officer, thanks for securing the perimeter. Keep an eye on the injured.”
|Runabout Roundabout || Crewman Alice Duff. |
Alice smelled terrible, and her tunic was hot and sticky. She couldn’t stand it a moment longer and pulled it off. Sven had issued her an order. Take care of Aravis. She nodded, “I could use a hand here.” she asked looking for some help. [Lt. Commander Isaiah Quinn - Planet's Surface] It was a familiar sensation. The darkness... and the ringing... followed by light pouring in much too quickly. The science officer winced, realizing he had lost consciousness. What he knew now was that his surroundings were different. He wasn't in the cockpit of the Roundabout any longer. He began to wonder how he'd gotten out, but the blurry image of Lt. Commander Aune slowly began to come into focus as the most likely answer. He turned slightly to see if he could see anyone else... as well as the status of the ship. Of course, given that they were no longer aboard it, it was likely far from operable. A groan escaped his lips as he turned slightly, trying to stand by using the tree to support his weight. "Casualties?" he called out to Aune, and soon realized that Jovireh was near as well. He then began to search for signs of the others, Thea in particular. The one mental note he made, and hoped he wouldn't forget, was to buy Aravis a round for managing a crash he could walk away from... though likely not in a straight line.
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Carlisle
Civilian
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Rank: Civilian/other
Species: Sentient Hologram/Human appearing
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Post by Carlisle on Mar 4, 2021 3:52:40 GMT
[Runabout - Roundabout] As the sound and smell of vomit permeated within the immediate vicinity and mixed with the smoke that continued to billow despite efforts to put out the fires. Thea didn't feel nauseated herself, in fact vomit was just one the smells she was accustomed to thanks to her medical background. If she had been a fresh faced Cadet, that might of been different but luckily this wasn't the Academy. However the XO had to keep focused and keep her own terror at bay, knowing that she had to be an example for her officers. Despite her internal mantra that they were going to make it and her unwavering faith in Aravis, doing just that. It didn't stop her heart from wrenching as Isaiah's fingers barely touched her hand before he was thrown forward. She knew instinctively that he was out cold and there was nothing she could do right now. Willing herself to remain positive, Thea gritted her teeth as their descent seemed to go on for eternity as if everything was in slow motion. She knew that it wasn't as the restraints held her in place, the inertia practically pinning her back. Unsure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not as Carlisle suddenly appeared from nowhere. Although questions would have to be asked later as the runabout finally came to a halt after a very bumpy ride. Ignoring her own pain and checking herself for bruises, Thea heard Aravis ask if everyone was okay before the flight officer crumpled to the deck after losing the contents of her stomach. Then it was a relief to see Jovireh spring into action as the newly promoted PO spoke to Carlisle and Aune before managing to open the hatch to check their position. " Carlisle is that you?" she asked as she fumbled with the restraints. Freeing herself after a few fraught seconds as Jovireh called back with what she had found. " Acknowledged Petty Officer" Thea called back, keeping her voice at the same level as she spoke to everyone who could hear her. " Let's get everyone out, starting with the injured, then we grab as much equipment and supplies as we possibly can".Judging by the way they had landed and with the natural light shining in, that they would need to hurry, then once they were out, they could plan their next move. [Runabout Roundabout] It’d be a lie to say Carlisle wasn’t at least a little internally panicked as the security officer noticed her and pointed her out to the much larger security officer. Her chest felt tight at the thought of just how much trouble she could be in. Or she imagined it did. Luckily, they were both too preoccupied with the current crisis to deal with her. One man’s disaster was another’s miracle, she supposed as she watched them go about their duties. Her eyes met Thea’s across the smoky interior of the runabout, and all she could think in her mind was SAVED! ”Ah, yes! It’s me. In the flesh, so to speak.” The last bit was slightly muffled, muttered under her breath. As Carlisle hurried over, she slipped in a puddle of...something and slid, coming to a precarious stop near the doctor. Commander even, she saw as she got a closer look at the woman’s pips. Hopefully a friend in a high place could keep her out of too much trouble with security. ”I’m sure you’d like to know how I got here, and honestly, I’m not entirely sure myself. But we can talk about that later. Please, tell me what I can do to assist you, Commander?” She looked around the runabout assessing the situation. It seemed the fires were, more or less, out, but the remaining smoke and fumes would be hazardous for any crew to remain onboard the runabout without it being aired out. Someone would need to assess the state of the warp core, and stabilize it, if necessary. Frustrated, she tapped the side of her head. If only she had access to all of her memory modules, she’d be just that much more useful. Particularly her advanced engineering protocols. Maybe she could interface with the system, it likely had its own troubleshooting and repair commands programmed in. ”I’m uh, actually pretty ok at engineering. I can run some systems diagnostics, and check on the warp core, while you all clear out. At least until your own crew can get back in here. All this smoke inhalation isn’t gonna be good for anyone. I’m fine though. But really, anything you want me to do, let me know.” She tapered off, worried that she’d slipped up. It might be a bit much to hope that Thea wouldn’t read too deeply into her words, but what with the stress of the crash, there was a chance.
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Joshua Niles
Security & Tactical
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Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Tactical Officer
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Post by Joshua Niles on Mar 4, 2021 5:14:53 GMT
[NPC - Crewman Ezra Mora - USS Mac ] Not knowing was something that had always annoyed Ezra. Perhaps that was what had led him to become an engineer. He enjoyed getting to the root of a problem, figuring out how it worked, and solving the damned thing. This issue with the transporters, however, was really starting to piss him off. Initially, sensors were able to penetrate the atmosphere, allowing them to see whatever they needed to. Yet, trying to transport matter was a different issue. Now, there seemed to be some sort of atmospheric interference that was keeping that from happening. Hence, the away team had needed to take a runabout down to the planet. That wasn't a major problem in itself, however, if the away team needed to be recollected in the event of an emergency, then it was a helluva problem. He continued to look at the readings, picking it apart, but thus far, he couldn't see a way around that obstacle. It didn't help that he was a tad distracted. This was his first mission away from the station, and Ezra had left his daughter there alone. Now, she was a teenager, but a responsible one was debatable. Still, she had a civics project that she was working on, and the station was the best place for her to finish it. Besides, he had to start trusting her at some point. Maybe, this was her opportunity to show a little maturity. "Dammit," he muttered as he began his analysis again. The problem wasn't with the transporter at all. Whatever was happening, it was happening somewhere between the exosphere and the mesosphere of the planet. The only question, was to figure out exactly what that was. Unfortunately, it wasn't jumping out like a Ferengi with a neon sign that read: NOW OPEN. Of course, Ezra had spoken too soon. Lieutenant Niles spoke up, mentioning that the flight pattern of the Roundabout had chanaged. Essentially, they were going down. He looked at the readings from his Engineering station and found that he was just as blind as Niles was. All of a sudden, solving the problem with the transporters was even more important. His eyes turned towards his boss, Chief Ozu. "Pre-flight confirms the runabout was all green prior to departure. Whatever happened, happened when it hit the planet's atmosphere." Ezra was sure that orders were coming. He just wanted to be ready to help find a solution, because sending another craft after the Roundabout didn't look to be an option.
Tag Ozu Saya , Joshua Niles , other Mac crew [ MCPO Ozu Saya - USS Mac - Bridge] Saya spun in alarm as first Lt. Niles, then the crewman at the engineering station reported on the runabout's status. She knew she should have made Commander Baker stay on the ship. Still, she couldn't help trying to hail the away team. :comm: ' Mac to Runa- Roundabout,' :comm: she demanded, stumbling over the name in her haste. There was a long, pregnant pause as she waited for a reply. Nothing. ' Lt. Niles, do the best you can to triangulate their position and launch a class-3 probe along the runabout's trajectory. If it survives, set it for a low geosynchronous orbit so that we can use it as a booster for our sensors.
'Crewman Mora, keep working on the transporters. Send me what you have so far; I'll help you work on it.
'We have no time to waste. Our people could be badly injured. Pull every resource from every department to figure out a way to punch through that interference.'
"On it."The response to the order to launch a probe wasn't nearly part of the official protocol, but frankly he'd never had to deal with an acting commanding officer whom he technically outranked (not that pointing that out would be a wise course of action!) and at this time, formality could definitely take a back seat. His fingers, those of flesh and bone and polymer and metal, danced on his board and a single Class 3 probe came screaming out of a torpedo tube along the recorded flight path of the Runabout. However, given the mess of interference with his sensors, he doubted he would be able to keep a stable telemetry link with the probe, let alone be able to set up a solid sensor relay just yet. At least, not without more information to go on at first. However, while the probe was in flight, he had already begun trying to work out a likely crash radius, and even without being told he brought up what he'd come up with thus far on the main viewscreen; sometimes, it was easier to show than to tell, and given the ship was in orbit and there was absolutely nothing anywhere near them, using the literally wall-sized screen as a glorified windshield rather than as a high-resolution, large-surface display to further situational awareness was a massive waste of resources. "I already have a likely search area, but given the sensor conditions and Roundabout's erratic flight path, the search area is a lot larger than it would normally be. In the meantime, recommend we get every hard sciences types we have left on board look at those interference patters, see if they can find a way to filter them out or disrupt them in a way to make them predictable."With his report to the Master Chief given, he turned to the Engineering crewman who was on the Bridge with them. "Crewman, not that I don't trust you but I want you to pull the maintenance logs on that runabout and the report from the flight safety officer of the watch. We need to know exactly what was going on with each of its systems when it went in. Anything that can affect its flight path, and let's feed that to the people going over sensor readings, lets try and narrow things down even more if we can."Now, crash investigations were certainly not part of one Joshua Niles' skillset. However, like so many things, it could be broken down into a form of tactical problem, and those he certainly excelled at.
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