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Task Group Gamma => Mission Logs & Archives => USS Amalthea => Season One Missions => Topic started by: Tess tLhoell on September 04, 2021, 11:47:50 am

Title: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 04, 2021, 11:47:50 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 6 - Commander Moreno's quarters]

Tess stepped into her father's room with a gentle smile on her lips. The nurse looked up and stepped back from the person sitting motionless in the armchair.

"Go ahead and take a little break while I'm here," Tess told her.

"Sure, Captain."

While the Ensign left the quarters, Tess stepped closer and sat down in the chair next to her father. His mouth hung wide open and he stared rather impassively ahead. The shard of the sphere that had pierced his head had injured the part of the brain responsible for controlling the speech and chewing apparatus. As a result, Fabiano had lost the ability to speak and move his mouth independently. He would have to learn again. He also needed help with eating. Tess had tried to be with him at all meals. But she had quickly realized with frustration that it was almost impossible. Benjin, Tamonar, and even Rahul were also often with him, for which Tess was grateful.

"How are you today?" she asked her father, placing a hand on his as she smiled warmly at him. He looked to her and moved his lower jaw slightly, his tongue twitching and an awkward sound coming out. She didn't understand what he was saying, but the way he looked at her told her that he was doing well so far. Some saliva dripped out of the corner of his mouth and Tess took a cloth to gently wipe it away.

"Rayek is doing better, too," she told him. "He was really lucky." Everyone who had survived was lucky. Many splinters that had been torn out and thrown around by the force of the explosion had become dangerous projectiles. Surely the EV suit had prevented worse, too. "The investigation into the explosion is still ongoing. However, it looks like it was caused on purpose." Kemala had been right after all. But Tess didn't tell her father about that. She didn't want to burden him with too much. Tess had also not yet introduced Kemala to Fabiano. She wasn't sure how she would react to her father's disability. She didn't want to put him through that kind of stress.

Once again, she looked at her father, stroked his hand with a smile, and then walked over to the replicator to get him something to eat. "We're on our way to the P-161 system right now," she continued. With a bowl of hot soup in her hand, she came back and sat down. "I want us to get on with our normal business quickly. I want the crew to know that it always goes on even when bad things happen." She looked at Fabiano and faltered. She didn't know herself where she was getting the strength from at the moment. Admittedly, sometimes she cried herself to sleep in Rayek's arms. He was her greatest support at the moment, although he had to cope with some things himself.

The knowledge that his sister and brother were still alive was still something that made Tess so happy. And that even his childhood friend Latihk had survived the horrible assault that supposed to kill him all those years ago. There was something good in the disasters that had happened recently after all.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Mas Molane on September 05, 2021, 08:06:22 am
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USS Amalthea - Bridge

Mas' eyes were on the Master Systems Display on the bridge, but he found that he was unable to focus on any particular.  It was good that T'Pan had recovered and was watching over Engineering.  She was good at her job, having amply proven her worth in the last mission.  The ship needed that, because only one thought had purchase in the Lurian's mind:

Verlok is dead.

People had died on missions before, of course.  But Verlok had been a classmate at the Academy.  A friend.  He, Ora, and Mas had come up together as part of the same graduating class, moving in the same circles.  Often, they ate a meal together.  Shared jokes.  Well, Mas shared jokes.  Ora stared and Verlok arched eyebrows.

Now for Verlok to just be... gone... it was hard to fathom.  Hard to process.

On the MSD, a problem arose.  A minor EPS fluctuation.  A moment later, T'Pan fixed it. 

Mas just continued to stare, not seeing.

Perhaps he should have asked for the day off.

But... no.  Everyone else had to work through this.  Why should he be special?

Shaking his head, he tried to focus on the work at hand.  If nothing else, it was what Verlok would have wanted.


Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 05, 2021, 11:32:55 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The bridge was quiet.  Rayek wasn’t certain if that was a reflection on how focused the officers were on their routine tasks, or more because the crew were still feeling the loss of one of their one.  He glanced over to the science station knowing full well he wouldn’t see the stiff back of the sesquipedalian Vulcan.  It’s absence was solely on him and he felt it keenly.

In its place was yet another fresh from the Academy ensign.  A Caitian woman named Mitumba.  Rayek didn't know much about the woman as he hadn't yet had time to read up on her personnel file or do his preferred 'meet and greet.  All he knew was that she was replacing people he, through inaction, had failed to protect.  So many had been injured because of him.  Guilt was often in his heart.

But there was so much more than that, Rayek was dealing with a kaleoscope of emotions recently.  The discovery of his sister, Kemala, and his best friend, Latihk, having survived the Hobus blast had him literally in happy tears when he first awoke a few days ago from his injuries.  Even Taheen was alive and present - though her presence caused him a bit of worry and was less joyous given Tess was aware of his proposal to the woman years back.  He didn't want Tess jealously worrying about his fidelity.  But the unexpected trio of Romulan's from his past also brought the somber news that he was being targeted by the Tal'Shiar (his former occupation), and that the explosion on the shuttle may have been due to that.   

A week had passed and yet there were no definitive answers as yet.  This was unacceptable!
 
Rising from his seat, Rayek walked towards the back of the Bridge where Lieutenant Molane was staring somewhat vacantly at the Master System's Display. 

"Mr. Molane, can you refresh me on what your engineers have found in the wreckage of the Kourete?
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 06, 2021, 02:31:03 pm
USS Amalthea - Bridge

"Understood and agreed; I'm allocating an increase of another 15% to Palette F sensors" Lt Paul Wessex confirmed to Science Lab 1. "You have this until 1400; after which Stellar Cartography will need the extra for increased resolution." The acknowledgement was subdued but professional, and the Operations Officer could understand why.

It had been a week since the crew, of whom he had joined a few days ago, had suffered a loss of one of their own. Wessex keenly understood the emotions that were likely being felt but all - albeit in various degrees. He hadn't known this Lt Verlok, but he was one of two leading Science Officers that had been a casualty in a recent mission; one fatal, the other... all but.

Being a naturally open and optimistic individual (sans a recent blip which, for all its downsides, had finally brought him to where he wanted to be: aboard a starship), it was hard to be so without coming across badly amongst the late officer's colleagues and his senior officers. And so, Paul carefully timed the ebbs and flows of the Bridge.

One such example was a minor fluctuation of an EPS secondary conduit, scant moments later. The drop in plasma supply didn't impact shipboard systems of any significant note, and although protocol suggested he report such to the Chief Engineer, who had been staring at the large diagram of the ship at the back of the Bridge - a live overview of all ship systems - it was immediately corrected by staff in Engineering; the fault briefly visible on the display, and yet Lt Molane made no effort nor comment. Paul, therefore, merely made a note in the log, and added a personal reminder to bring it up at the next ship performance overview meeting.

Morose moments aside, however, Paul gazed from his station to the viewscreen, a star field before him, stretching into infinity. Perhaps less beautiful than many seas he had been brought up - and served - beneath, the view nevertheless offered opportunities infinitum; opportunities he had sacrificed two careers now to seize upon.

Right now, it was worth it.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 07, 2021, 05:12:54 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The ship had been restlessly making its way to the next previously unexplored star system, P-161, for the past week. The overriding mission of the crew was to find new allies in the Gamma Quadrant, at best someone who might have the ability through new technology to open the wormhole; for with all the advancement and immense knowledge of Federation scientists and engineers, that was something that had yet to be achieved.

Into the silence of the bridge, signals soon sounded on the various consoles as the ship moved into the closest proximity of the still unknown star system and was only a few hundred thousand kilometers away.



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Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 07, 2021, 07:08:07 am
<USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge>

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The ship had been restlessly making its way to the next previously unexplored star system, P-161, for the past week. The overriding mission of the crew was to find new allies in the Gamma Quadrant, at best someone who might have the ability through new technology to open the wormhole; for with all the advancement and immense knowledge of Federation scientists and engineers, that was something that had yet to be achieved.

Into the silence of the bridge, signals soon sounded on the various consoles as the ship moved into the closest proximity of the still unknown star system and was only a few hundred thousand kilometers away.



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At his station, several alerts presented itself at once, although none withthe urgent shrill of danger; instead, some from the automated sensor returns from the passive arrays, and some from the Science Lab; clearly the extra processing power from the main computer assisted them as they had hoped. Or perhaps just a coincidence. In any event, both pointed to signs of significant and sentient life on a nearby M-class planet orbiting P-161. The astrometrics team immediately, and rather drily, classified it as P-161129 in the catalogue. In contrast, Wessex could barely contain his excitement; but contain it he did, matching the sombre environment around him. "Commander" he spoke up, turning to the stern Romulan First Officer - one of a few familiar faces from his time as Chief of Security on the station. "Sensors are detecting evidence of life on the 4th planet around the local star. Early suggestions are of a pre-warp society; but only sporadic EM fields are being picked up at this time."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 07, 2021, 11:41:26 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The ship had been restlessly making its way to the next previously unexplored star system, P-161, for the past week. The overriding mission of the crew was to find new allies in the Gamma Quadrant, at best someone who might have the ability through new technology to open the wormhole; for with all the advancement and immense knowledge of Federation scientists and engineers, that was something that had yet to be achieved.

Into the silence of the bridge, signals soon sounded on the various consoles as the ship moved into the closest proximity of the still unknown star system and was only a few hundred thousand kilometers away.


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<USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge>

At his station, several alerts presented itself at once, although none withthe urgent shrill of danger; instead, some from the automated sensor returns from the passive arrays, and some from the Science Lab; clearly the extra processing power from the main computer assisted them as they had hoped. Or perhaps just a coincidence. In any event, both pointed to signs of significant and sentient life on a nearby M-class planet orbiting P-161. The astrometrics team immediately, and rather drily, classified it as P-161129 in the catalogue. In contrast, Wessex could barely contain his excitement; but contain it he did, matching the sombre environment around him. "Commander" he spoke up, turning to the stern Romulan First Officer - one of a few familiar faces from his time as Chief of Security on the station. "Sensors are detecting evidence of life on the 4th planet around the local star. Early suggestions are of a pre-warp society; but only sporadic EM fields are being picked up at this time."

Rayek glanced away from Lieutenant Mas to look towards the Operations officer.  The report from Wessex was not ideal.  There had been some initial hope that the planet's civilization might be warp capable and therefore approachable as an ally.  The whole reason why they had headed towards this system in the first place; but if it truly were pre-warp then by Starfleet protocol they could not make contact.  Rayek hoped the Lieutenant's report was wrong, but he doubted it, since he recalled the man's investigative work while in Security was rather thorough.  Such skills were highly transferable.

Wessex had only just recently joined the Amalthea's crew and while Rayek back on Katra had been very much impressed by the man's skills, the fact that the officer had just over 6 months earlier resigned his fleet commission to be the face of the civilian government's Federation Security made him suspicious as to how the man came to be back with the Fleet once more.  Was this an example of the civilian government spying on Starfleet's activities?  Quite possibly.

"Thank you, Mr. Wessex.  Continue monitoring the planet closely.  Mr. Takima, as much as possible keep the ship's path hidden by the orbits of the neighboring planets.  If they are pre-warp, we need to be sure we aren't seen."

He tapped his commbadge.  =/\= "tr'Lhoell to the Captain.  Sorry to interrupt.  We are just about to enter P161's star system.   I thought you might want to be present.  Also, early scans of the 12th planet show it is likely pre-warp, not warp like we had hoped." =/\=

After having closed the comm with his wife, Rayek looked back to the Chief Engineer.  "Send me a copy of everything you have on the shuttle investigation.  I want to know exactly what caused that overload."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Mas Molane on September 08, 2021, 02:41:13 am
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USS Amalthea - Bridge

Mas took a moment to process what the Commander had asked him.  Then he blinked and answered somewhat feebly.

"We've got the craft disassembled and strewn throughout the entirety of Cargo Bay One, and my people are going over it with a fine-haired brush.  We have definitively identified the components which were altered to create the blast.  But we are still narrowing down the methodology used to alter those components.  Software hacking could be involved, forcing behavioral changes to the equipment that sent it outside of designed operating parameters.  The hardware could have been subtly altered remotely via micro-transporter.  Distorted replicator patterns could have been used to create the parts when they were installed... or it could have been in-person sabotage."

That last bit was an especially daunting prospect.  It meant there was probably a saboteur among the shuttle maintenance staff.

As Mas finished his reply, some new sensor readings caught the attention of the Commander, and Mas felt a sense of relief, until the Commander asked for a copy of all investigative files.

"Aye, Sir.  I'll send that now."



Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 08, 2021, 08:21:05 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 6 - Commander Moreno's quarters]

=/\= "tr'Lhoell to the Captain.  Sorry to interrupt.  We are just about to enter P161's star system.   I thought you might want to be present.  Also, early scans of the 12th planet show it is likely pre-warp, not warp like we had hoped." =/\=


Tess had just fed her father the last spoon of the soup. As she listened to Rayek, she put the bowl aside and grimaced with disappointment about the news that it was not what they have been looking for. But they probably should be grateful for any distraction from those sombre hours.

 =/\= "I'm on my way." =/\=

She smiled at her father but couldn't help the twinge of guilt she felt for leaving him so soon. She knew the nurse would be back to look after him but Tess didn't want him to be left alone here in the time between that. She lifted her hand to call her brothers who were currently looking after Fvienn. Tess had offered to Phara to take care of her own husband who was still dealing with his more severe injuries from the explosion, even worse than those Rayek had. He almost had ended up like Verlok. So Tess wanted to allow Phara to be at her husband's side.  =/\= "Tamonar", she called her older brother because most of the time Rahul refused to wear his comm badge, "I'm leaving papa now to go back to the bridge. Can you come over here with Rahul and Fvienn?" =/\=

 =/\= "We were just getting ready to come over. We'll be there in a minute." =/\=

Tess got up and took a step closer to Fabiano. "I have to leave now", she said quietly. He hand taking his, she leaned down and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. "I will see you later. I love you." Searching his eyes, she gave him another smile and squeezed his hand affectionately. Then she left.





[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess entered the bridge and walked forward to her chair. "So, what do we have here?" She tried to sound like her cheerful self. Maybe it would help the crew to focus on something exciting like discovering a civilization that had been unknown as yet. Even if they couldn't make contact with them because of General Order 1, it was still exciting to see a civilization that had developed independantly so many millions of light years away from Earth and nearby planets. "Pre-warp I've heard. What level of technology do they have? If any."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on September 08, 2021, 05:23:01 pm
Death of a fellow crew member was a sad one indeed. Or even those who you care for who are hurting. Even Rojol had kept trying to push the pain away. He started to feel that living was filled with despair. Everywhere one goes there will be death and pain. That's how he had felt.

And missing that Science snoob Verlock was going to be hard to let go. He was not sure why he was having such sad feelings for a Vulan as Verlock. Who knows? It could be some charisma characteristic trait he had.

Wessex the new positive happy new Science officer was a change. Though he figured in time they work together in the future. After all, there were so many people on one starship.

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[Quote from Commander Rayek.

"Thank you, Mr. Wessex.  Continue monitoring the planet closely.  Mr. Takima, as much as possible keep the ship's path hidden by the orbits of the neighboring planets.  If they are pre-warp, we need to be sure we aren't seen."

He placed the coordinates on his console by the First Officer who deserved to be injured more instead of Ensign Lared tr’Movel. Then he was using the sphere grid which had guided him from getting too close. This was fun. It was like sneaking and staying hidden. This must be the high when a cloaked ship was steady and readying for an attack. However, this was not the case. But he could enjoy the feeling of sneaking. 

The reason he felt that way was because he had a heart crush on Tardel who is the daughter of the Chief of Flight. So he too can have a soft spot like Captain Tess on her husband.

Again it was hard when you were on a ship. You see the same faces every day. Eventually you know them by names. Then you figure who gets close to your heart and who does not. If he could program his heart to keep them all away he would. Even Tardel herself. However he believed having Tardel in his heart had given him something to look forward to in the future. He just needs to get her to notice him. He knew he could not do it now, but he could be there for her as a friend. 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 08, 2021, 11:54:59 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

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USS Amalthea - Bridge

Mas took a moment to process what the Commander had asked him.  Then he blinked and answered somewhat feebly.

"We've got the craft disassembled and strewn throughout the entirety of Cargo Bay One, and my people are going over it with a fine-haired brush.  We have definitively identified the components which were altered to create the blast.  But we are still narrowing down the methodology used to alter those components.  Software hacking could be involved, forcing behavioral changes to the equipment that sent it outside of designed operating parameters.  The hardware could have been subtly altered remotely via micro-transporter.  Distorted replicator patterns could have been used to create the parts when they were installed... or it could have been in-person sabotage."

That last bit was an especially daunting prospect.  It meant there was probably a saboteur among the shuttle maintenance staff.

As Mas finished his reply, some new sensor readings caught the attention of the Commander, and Mas felt a sense of relief, until the Commander asked for a copy of all investigative files.

"Aye, Sir.  I'll send that now."
[USS Amalthea - Deck 6 - Commander Moreno's quarters]

 =/\= "I'm on my way." =/\=

Rayek nodded his appreciation of the Chief Engineer's report and would have liked to focus more time on discussing how to proceed with the investigation from there; but for now Rayek had to trust that everything that could be done to determine who the culprit was, was being done - especially as his attention was diverted to the ship's approach on their target star system and the fact that Tess was on her way back to the bridge. 

"Thank you, Lieutenant." he acknowledged the prompt response with yet another nod, before returning to his seat.  It took a conscientious effort not begin reading through the file immediately.  Despite the priority of the investigation, he did need to focus his attention on the hear and now, and their approach towards the P161 system.

From his seat, Rayek looked over the flight path that Rojol had chosen and was impressed with how easily such stealth seemed to come to the pilot.  Rayek considered himself a fair pilot, yet doubted he could have come up with as discreet a flight path as the Lieutenant.  "Excellent work, Mr. Takima.  With skills like yours, we might be able to get within short sensor range without being seen at all.  I'm sure those in the Science and Anthropology department would appreciate the close up look at the planet and its development."



[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess entered the bridge and walked forward to her chair. "So, what do we have here?" She tried to sound like her cheerful self. Maybe it would help the crew to focus on something exciting like discovering a civilization that had been unknown as yet. Even if they couldn't make contact with them because of General Order 1, it was still exciting to see a civilization that had developed independently so many millions of light years away from Earth and nearby planets. "Pre-warp I've heard. What level of technology do they have? If any."

True to her response, it didn't take his wife long to arrive on the bridge.  At hearing the turbolift doors open, Rayek stood up and waited for her to sit before resuming his seat.   Her forced cheerfulness was obvious to any who knew her but he understood her reasons for it so  he went along with it. 

"Mr. Wessex, if you would please give the Captain a summary of the current readings..."  Rayek looked towards the Lieutenant before he settled back into his seat.   Without even realizing it, the Romulan First Officer reached for his PADD and opened the investigation file and began to read while listening to Wessex speak.
 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 09, 2021, 05:23:25 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

True to her response, it didn't take his wife long to arrive on the bridge.  At hearing the turbolift doors open, Rayek stood up and waited for her to sit before resuming his seat.   Her forced cheerfulness was obvious to any who knew her but he understood her reasons for it so  he went along with it. 

"Mr. Wessex, if you would please give the Captain a summary of the current readings..."  Rayek looked towards the Lieutenant before he settled back into his seat.   Without even realizing it, the Romulan First Officer reached for his PADD and opened the investigation file and began to read while listening to Wessex speak.


As Captain t’Lhoell entered the Bridge, it took Paul to remind himself of the dour mood aboard to not give her a broad smile. She, like Commander tr’Lhoell, had been aboard Station Katra when Paul had embarked, and was the station's First Officer and Chief Medical Officer. The disparity between her usually bright deposition and the Commander's sour demeanour was, in some ways, a source of fascination for him, but it was clear they were a happy couple.

But happy was not a word that could be described right now.

Whilst the difference Rayek was difficult to spot, the Captain was notably lower in spirits of late. Getting back to work, Wessex made a start on reacting to his orders. "Aye aye, Commander." he responded, accessing the details on his station and making reasoned interpretations. "Sensors are detecting sporadic EM emissions from the twelfth planet in the system: P161129. From the spectral band, this seems to be artificial in nature; possibly radio. No evidence of graviton or subspace technology. There is significant build-up of noxious chemicals in the atmosphere, matching development curves of early industrial infrastruct..ure...."

He stopped, and frowned, an action that - to some - may have seen unnatural to the usually crease-free face. "Sorry Captain, Commander" he apologised, running some fingers over the Operations station. "We're.." he blinked, and tapped again, "detecting a sharp increase in neutrinos on the surface" he looked up, an expression that approached an apology; had he missed this being a warp culture after all? "There seems to be an antimatter reactor in operation-" He looked down again. "Wait...I'm also detecting fluctuations of chronitons in the mesosphere; and more neutrinos - all very localised; readings almost overlapping."

Fingers ran through his thick, brown hair as he tried to marry the two conflicting sets of data. "Global readings definitely confirm a pre-warp, pre-mechanised culture. But there is an operational antimatter reactor on a small landmass in the upper hemisphere. I can't currently determine the exact nature of chronitons." He thumbed some more commands. "I'm increasing resolution to primary sensors." Hopefully, the Science Teams below decks would be able to use the extra finese to answer some of these questions, but until the Amalthea switched to active scans the ship could only put an ear to the wall rather than peering through the window. But active scans would telegraph their presence to technologies that were comparable to their own.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Mas Molane on September 10, 2021, 08:28:52 am
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USS Amalthea - Bridge

The news Wessex delivered regarding the antimatter readings was enough to lift Mas partially out of the gloom of his thoughts. 

"We may be witnessing a technological revolution in action," he suggested.  It was the most optimistic appraisal of what Wessex had discovered.  Then the news of mesosphere returns and chroniton readings settled in.  There was a much more plausible scenario.

"Or... more likely cultural contamination," Mas remarked, more realistically.

It wouldn't be the first time a technologically sophisticated alien ship had crashed on a primitive world.  His shoulders sagged a bit as he realized they weren't going to see a planet undergoing a rare one-in-a-million engineering breakthrough.  He pulled up the latest report from the cargo bay team to see if they'd learned anything new that wasn't yet included in the report he'd sent to Commander Rayek.

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 11, 2021, 10:06:16 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Rayek's review of the shuttle investigative results was paused when Wessex unexpectedly reported neutrinos.  The Romulan lowered his PADD and turned his full attention on the Operations office.  "Neutrinos?" he repeated back almost in disbelief, about to ask for the man to rerun the scans but Wessex seemed to recheck his readings and  confirmed what he was seeing.   

At Mas' remark about cultural contamination, Rayek nodded in agreement.  It seemed the most likely case.  The Romulan also knew that Federation policy required that they attempt to minimize the impact of the contamination if possible, especially if the contamination was by a Federation source.

"We need to determine if it is cultural contamination; and if it is, assess if it is containable.  We can either send a probe to the northern hemisphere, risk sending a Type 9 shuttle with an Away Team to investigate the neutrino source, or perhaps in the interest of furthering Federation-Romulan cooperation ask if the RFS Narvasam with it's cloak could be lent for this venture.".
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 12, 2021, 03:21:52 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess listened to Wessex' report. She was glad to have him on board, with the most recent losses of senior officers, Lieutenant Wessex was most welcome as he was most needed to help out with his experience. That the man began to stutter and to falter in his report had Tess look over at him to the right. What was the matter?

Soon it became clear what had bewildered the man so much and Tess couldn't help the puzzled frown showing on her face. Neutrinos were something that no pre-warp society should be able to generate. But apparently they were there. Tess looked over to Rayek as he repeated that single word, confirming her own thoughts. Lieutenant Molane took them a step further as he drew the most likely conclusions. It felt like the first time that something was able to draw the Lurian out of his sad thoughts over the death of his friend, Verlok. While of course that sadness would be with them for a long time, Tess was glad that this little problem at hand seemed to prove some distraction.

Tess looked to her husband as he came up with a few options how to proceed. She pondered on them for a moment. "I would like to observe a little more first before sending a team down", she replied, indicating that one of those options he offered might come into play eventually. She noted that he had suggested to include the Romulan trading ship into the investigation. It was an unexpected suggestion and Tess had to make up her mind about that. But it was tempting indeed. She looked to the Ops and Science stations, hoping the enhancement of the primary sensors would bring new insights.



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Ensign Mitumba sat at the Science station, trying to make the best of the readings they got from the passive sensors of the ship. Lieutenant Wessex' mentioning of chroniton particles had piqued his interest most. And indeed, the increase of resolution of the sensors helped a lot.

"What is that ...?", he mumbled, but coming from a Caitian it sounded more like a low growling. He then raised his voice to be heard by the others. "I'm detectings something strange in the mesosphere. The chroniton particles seem to be extremely clustered in one place, causing a limited temporal distortion."

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 13, 2021, 06:11:23 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess listened to Wessex' report. She was glad to have him on board, with the most recent losses of senior officers, Lieutenant Wessex was most welcome as he was most needed to help out with his experience. That the man began to stutter and to falter in his report had Tess look over at him to the right. What was the matter?

Soon it became clear what had bewildered the man so much and Tess couldn't help the puzzled frown showing on her face. Neutrinos were something that no pre-warp society should be able to generate. But apparently they were there. Tess looked over to Rayek as he repeated that single word, confirming her own thoughts. Lieutenant Molane took them a step further as he drew the most likely conclusions. It felt like the first time that something was able to draw the Lurian out of his sad thoughts over the death of his friend, Verlok. While of course that sadness would be with them for a long time, Tess was glad that this little problem at hand seemed to prove some distraction.

Tess looked to her husband as he came up with a few options how to proceed. She pondered on them for a moment. "I would like to observe a little more first before sending a team down", she replied, indicating that one of those options he offered might come into play eventually. She noted that he had suggested to include the Romulan trading ship into the investigation. It was an unexpected suggestion and Tess had to make up her mind about that. But it was tempting indeed. She looked to the Ops and Science stations, hoping the enhancement of the primary sensors would bring new insights.



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Ensign Mitumba sat at the Science station, trying to make the best of the readings they got from the passive sensors of the ship. Lieutenant Wessex' mentioning of chroniton particles had piqued his interest most. And indeed, the increase of resolution of the sensors helped a lot.

"What is that ...?", he mumbled, but coming from a Caitian it sounded more like a low growling. He then raised his voice to be heard by the others. "I'm detectings something strange in the mesosphere. The chroniton particles seem to be extremely clustered in one place, causing a limited temporal distortion."


At Mitumba's report, the ex-Federation Naval Patrol Officer (and ex-Security, and ex-civil law enforcement, he reminded himself with not a small touch of rueful reflection), nodded as he parsed the information through his board, drawing together various results from across the ship's apparatus. The state-of-the-art Amalthea was certainly much more impressive and specialised for exploration than the older and less refined USS Healy (which he was sad to learn had suffered some terrible damage that laid her up in drydock for some considerable time) that he had served aboard whilst attached to Katra, and thus the art of enhancing the results was certainly easier. "Confirmed, Captain. There seems to be a temporal discontinuity that is supplying conflicted results. " He read the assessments from the stations in the lower decks, those teams which sat directly behind the powerful sensors and manipulated the functions which, in turn, sent those results to the Bridge. "There is no evidence these incidents are related and could just be a phenomenon that will dissipate over time; the surface still shows no signs of either detecting - or being able to detect - it. Continues to be no evidence of a post-warp culture, nor readings that suggests our own active scans could be detected by the populace. But the existence of the antimatter reactor is still unexplained." He looked up to the grim but powerfully-built Ensign Molane. "Cultural contamination does seems likely; especially given the remote location of the facility."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 13, 2021, 09:00:51 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess listened to the reports coming from Ops and Science and pondered over their options for a moment. "Activate active scans. Let's try to find out as much as we can before we take a step further. Who could have contaminated this culture with technology beyond their stage of development? And why? Was it an accident or on purpose?"


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Mitumba's paw slid over the console panel, happy that he got to work with the ship's active sensor readings now. His focus was still on the cluster of chroniton particles and he observed it for a little while. "The level of chroniton particles is incredibly stable", he remarked, his tail twitching slightly with the high level of attention he was giving this investigation. "There is no indication for it to become instable or even dissipate any time soon. It's an anomaly." A short time later, something else piqued his interest as he regarded the analysis of the planet's composition. "Sirs ...", he spoke up again, sounding a little unsure of himself. "I checked the readings twice now. It sounds strange but, everything looked normal when I was analysing the planet's atmosphere, but as it over the area where the chroniton cluster is, there was a sharp increase of antimatter residue I detected in the atmosphere." He turned his head, looking over to Wessex hesitantly before turning to look at the Captain and the Commander, one ear pointing up facing them on attention, the other ear turned backwards as he listened to the sounds the console made.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 14, 2021, 12:04:45 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess looked to her husband as he came up with a few options how to proceed. She pondered on them for a moment. "I would like to observe a little more first before sending a team down", she replied, indicating that one of those options he offered might come into play eventually. She noted that he had suggested to include the Romulan trading ship into the investigation. It was an unexpected suggestion and Tess had to make up her mind about that. But it was tempting indeed. She looked to the Ops and Science stations, hoping the enhancement of the primary sensors would bring new insights.


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Ensign Mitumba sat at the Science station, trying to make the best of the readings they got from the passive sensors of the ship. Lieutenant Wessex' mentioning of chroniton particles had piqued his interest most. And indeed, the increase of resolution of the sensors helped a lot.

"What is that ...?", he mumbled, but coming from a Caitian it sounded more like a low growling. He then raised his voice to be heard by the others. "I'm detecting something strange in the mesosphere. The chroniton particles seem to be extremely clustered in one place, causing a limited temporal distortion."

It was rare for Tess not to accept and follow through on his recommendations.  So for Tess to prefer to wait indicated to Rayek that she was being extra cautious.  The loss of Verlok had affected her heavily as well.  Rather than justify his recommendation further, Rayek accepted her decision with an acknowledging nod.   There was no urgency to this mission, so giving the crew more time and opportunity to observe was not a problem.  Rayek began reading his PADD once more.


[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

At Mitumba's report, the ex-Federation Naval Patrol Officer (and ex-Security, and ex-civil law enforcement, he reminded himself with not a small touch of rueful reflection), nodded as he parsed the information through his board, drawing together various results from across the ship's apparatus. The state-of-the-art Amalthea was certainly much more impressive and specialised for exploration than the older and less refined USS Healy (which he was sad to learn had suffered some terrible damage that laid her up in drydock for some considerable time) that he had served aboard whilst attached to Katra, and thus the art of enhancing the results was certainly easier. "Confirmed, Captain. There seems to be a temporal discontinuity that is supplying conflicted results. " He read the assessments from the stations in the lower decks, those teams which sat directly behind the powerful sensors and manipulated the functions which, in turn, sent those results to the Bridge. "There is no evidence these incidents are related and could just be a phenomenon that will dissipate over time; the surface still shows no signs of either detecting - or being able to detect - it. Continues to be no evidence of a post-warp culture, nor readings that suggests our own active scans could be detected by the populace. But the existence of the antimatter reactor is still unexplained." He looked up to the grim but powerfully-built Ensign Molane. "Cultural contamination does seems likely; especially given the remote location of the facility."
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess listened to the reports coming from Ops and Science and pondered over their options for a moment. "Activate active scans. Let's try to find out as much as we can before we take a step further. Who could have contaminated this culture with technology beyond their stage of development? And why? Was it an accident or on purpose?"


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Mitumba's paw slid over the console panel, happy that he got to work with the ship's active sensor readings now. His focus was still on the cluster of chroniton particles and he observed it for a little while. "The level of chroniton particles is incredibly stable", he remarked, his tail twitching slightly with the high level of attention he was giving this investigation. "There is no indication for it to become instable or even dissipate any time soon. It's an anomaly." A short time later, something else piqued his interest as he regarded the analysis of the planet's composition. "Sirs ...", he spoke up again, sounding a little unsure of himself. "I checked the readings twice now. It sounds strange but, everything looked normal when I was analysing the planet's atmosphere, but as it over the area where the chroniton cluster is, there was a sharp increase of antimatter residue I detected in the atmosphere." He turned his head, looking over to Wessex hesitantly before turning to look at the Captain and the Commander, one ear pointing up facing them on attention, the other ear turned backwards as he listened to the sounds the console made.

While Rayek studied the shuttle's investigation report, the Romulan First Officer continued to pay attention to what was being reported out by the others on the Bridge; but with Tess present and actively responding to information as it came in, Rayek took advantage of the fact that his input wasn't needed.  Instead he poured over the 'black box data' that had been retrieved.  Of course, as per Murphy's Law, the data from the log was partially lost, or at least that's what it seemed at first.

However, the more Rayek poured over what pieces of information were missing, the more he began to suspect that portions of the shuttle's black box data had been deleted prior to the explosion.  Something that shouldn't be possible.

But before he could dig into that mystery more fully, his attention was caught by the information being reported out by the Caitian science officer.  A stable temporal anomaly?  That hardly sounded like a coincidence.  Rayek lifted his gaze towards the feline.

Given his past experience with temporal anomalies, Rayek would have preferred to back the ship off and avoid it and the planet it seemed to hover over.   Was something on the planet causing the temporal anomaly?  Or were the antimatter neutrino readings somehow caused by the temporal anomaly?   So many questions...
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 14, 2021, 01:13:58 pm
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess listened to the reports coming from Ops and Science and pondered over their options for a moment. "Activate active scans. Let's try to find out as much as we can before we take a step further. Who could have contaminated this culture with technology beyond their stage of development? And why? Was it an accident or on purpose?"


(https://i.imgur.com/dtHHsDA.png)
Mitumba's paw slid over the console panel, happy that he got to work with the ship's active sensor readings now. His focus was still on the cluster of chroniton particles and he observed it for a little while. "The level of chroniton particles is incredibly stable", he remarked, his tail twitching slightly with the high level of attention he was giving this investigation. "There is no indication for it to become instable or even dissipate any time soon. It's an anomaly." A short time later, something else piqued his interest as he regarded the analysis of the planet's composition. "Sirs ...", he spoke up again, sounding a little unsure of himself. "I checked the readings twice now. It sounds strange but, everything looked normal when I was analysing the planet's atmosphere, but as it over the area where the chroniton cluster is, there was a sharp increase of antimatter residue I detected in the atmosphere." He turned his head, looking over to Wessex hesitantly before turning to look at the Captain and the Commander, one ear pointing up facing them on attention, the other ear turned backwards as he listened to the sounds the console made.

Drawing on his parallel experiences beneath the oceans of the galaxy, Wessex looked to Mitumba and suggested openly. "Perhaps we could launch a pod- excuse me, a probe - to the two target locations?" He cast his eyes to the ceiling, recalling the configurations he had been taught in only a short time after being assigned this post. "Maybe a class-3 shell with a class-7 package could balance soft landing stealth capabilities with cultural observation sensors. It may prevent the ship from being detected or being affected by any temporal riptides."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on September 15, 2021, 07:03:22 pm
[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Rojol was thinking someone figured if they can advance a race or a culture they could use it to their advantage. After all they might be aware that the wormhole had closed and possibly trying to build a reinforcement for the future. Who knows? That could be something. Or a smuggling trade route. Other words. They won’t know until they get there. The time for the answer.

However the Caitan mentioned a Temporal anomaly which was not what he was expecting. He was dead wrong. Perhaps he needed to meditate his mind when he was off duty.

“We can pilot the pod if you wish if you don’t trust the pod, Captain,” Rojol offered his idea.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 15, 2021, 10:12:59 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Drawing on his parallel experiences beneath the oceans of the galaxy, Wessex looked to Mitumba and suggested openly. "Perhaps we could launch a pod- excuse me, a probe - to the two target locations?" He cast his eyes to the ceiling, recalling the configurations he had been taught in only a short time after being assigned this post. "Maybe a class-3 shell with a class-7 package could balance soft landing stealth capabilities with cultural observation sensors. It may prevent the ship from being detected or being affected by any temporal riptides."

The idea to launch a probe had been listed among Rayek's initial suggestions to the Captain, so he was at first a bit confused to have Wessex repeat the idea - until he'd noted that the Operation officer was suggesting it for both the site of the neutrino readings AND the temporal anomaly.

Study of the anomaly most definitely should only be done through a probe. Anything else was reckless.  Rayek turned towards his wife (and Captain) to reiterate his support of the launch of potentially two probes now, when Rojol spoke up.



[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Rojol was thinking someone figured if they can advance a race or a culture they could use it to their advantage. After all they might be aware that the wormhole had closed and possibly trying to build a reinforcement for the future. Who knows? That could be something. Or a smuggling trade route. Other words. They won’t know until they get there. The time for the answer.

However the Caitan mentioned a Temporal anomaly which was not what he was expecting. He was dead wrong. Perhaps he needed to meditate his mind when he was off duty.

“We can pilot the pod if you wish if you don’t trust the pod, Captain,” Rojol offered his idea.

Rayek's eyes grew wide in surprise at the other Romulan's offer to 'pilot the pod'.   
For a moment, Rayek completely misunderstood the suggestion - thinking the Romulan meant actually being aboard the probe while it was doing it's scans.  However, the moment passed and he realized that the officer must have meant remotely controlling it as 'piloting'.  That was far more reasonable. 

Anticipating Tess' agreement to the idea now that there were two in favor, Rayek looked over to Wessex.  "Prepare the probes, Lieutenant.  Work with flight and science to determine the best flight path to avoid any possible detection from the planet - and ensure remote piloting is enabled." 

At the last request, Rayek gave a slight head nod towards Takima, acknowledging its source.  If the flight officer thought that he could maneuver the probe better than the computer, Rayek was willing to let the man try.

Then, because of past bad experiences, Rayek checked in with the Chief Engineer.  "Mr. Molane, keep a close eye on the warp core.  They don't tend to react well to temporal anomalies."
 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 16, 2021, 06:19:34 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess listened to the various suggestens the bridge officers voiced and all of them sounded reasonable. She Rayek's glance he was giving her, oddly - or maybe not so oddly - knowing what the glance meant and nodded to him. She agreed that Lieutenant Wessex' and Ensign Takima's suggestions were good ones at this point.

While she waited for the officers to carry out the orders, she felt her curiosity increasing at what they would find. Would they know the technology that somehow had found its way on that remote planet with a pre-warp society? How much damage was done? And what was this temporal anomaly about?

This, this was what was most exciting for her - exploration.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 17, 2021, 06:42:01 am
[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The idea to launch a probe had been listed among Rayek's initial suggestions to the Captain, so he was at first a bit confused to have Wessex repeat the idea - until he'd noted that the Operation officer was suggesting it for both the site of the neutrino readings AND the temporal anomaly.

Study of the anomaly most definitely should only be done through a probe. Anything else was reckless.  Rayek turned towards his wife (and Captain) to reiterate his support of the launch of potentially two probes now, when Rojol spoke up.



Rayek's eyes grew wide in surprise at the other Romulan's offer to 'pilot the pod'.   
For a moment, Rayek completely misunderstood the suggestion - thinking the Romulan meant actually being aboard the probe while it was doing it's scans.  However, the moment passed and he realized that the officer must have meant remotely controlling it as 'piloting'.  That was far more reasonable. 

Anticipating Tess' agreement to the idea now that there were two in favor, Rayek looked over to Wessex.  "Prepare the probes, Lieutenant.  Work with flight and science to determine the best flight path to avoid any possible detection from the planet - and ensure remote piloting is enabled." 

At the last request, Rayek gave a slight head nod towards Takima, acknowledging its source.  If the flight officer thought that he could maneuver the probe better than the computer, Rayek was willing to let the man try.

Then, because of past bad experiences, Rayek checked in with the Chief Engineer.  "Mr. Molane, keep a close eye on the warp core.  They don't tend to react well to temporal anomalies."


It was perhaps the difference in practices between StarFleet and the Naval Patrol that caused Wessex to momentarily pause as Commander tr’Lhoell unilaterally gave orders for the mission. In his experience in the Patrol, First Officers carried out the instructions conveyed from Commanding Officers rather than doing so themselves; but the Lieutenant concluded this was either different in StarFleet, or that since the command team was also a married couple, they were of one mind, like two Risan sea-doves.

As it was, the hesitation was miniscule and really only noticeable to himself in his self-conscious mind. Thus, that uncertainty stowed away, he nodded once in confirmation and set about preparing the remote probe - remote probes that were refreshingly reminiscent of those deployed by the subships of the Federation's many oceans.

Below decks, automated loading bay mechanisms selected the specified casings from stores, bringing them to the assembly point. Secondary mechanisms drew sensor package apparatus from the physical library, piecing together the most efficient and mission-satisfying configuration, aided by the Science Department's direct recommendations.

Once prepared, which took the Luna-class starship less than 20 seconds from start to finish, the probes were moved along the track towards the forward tube, and Wessex's board lit up with confirmation. "Probes ready, Captain" he said, handing the telemetry interface to the nice chap at the helm to enact the optimum path.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Mas Molane on September 17, 2021, 11:58:52 pm
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USS Amalthea - Bridge

Mas studied the systems display, and sent a quick text message to T'Pan. 

"Aye, Commander.  So far, there seems to be no adverse effect on the core.  However, we will keep a close eye on it.  In particular, the injector timing.  Temporal distortion waves have caused the injectors to fire out of sequence in some rare cases."

He made sure that one quarter of his display was devoted to a continuous timing monitor.  At the first sign of an out-of-sequence injection, he would know.  In the meantime, he waited for more news from the probes which were about to be launched.  He was as curious as anyone about what was going on, even if it wasn't the hoped-for natural engineering revolution on the planet below.


Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 18, 2021, 08:13:41 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The probe that was sent out soon began sending telemetry back to the ship. It confirmed a lot of things that the passive sensors had already figured out, and those things were backed up again by the active sensors. The civilization was a pre-warp culture at the level humans had been at about the end of the 19th century - the so-called Victorian Age.


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Mitumba, meanwhile, continued to investigate the anomaly. What he soon found made him put his ears back a little. "I'm detecting residue of antimatter in the atmosphere in the area of the anomaly. It . It could be residue left behind by detonations." He adjusted the sensors to better examine the area. It was strange. The civilization around the anomaly in no way suggested a scenario that would logically explain this.

"Sirs, the readings I am getting here suggest that the anomaly is some sort of time window. The readings I am getting from the anomaly point to a society 100 to 150 years ahead of the one outside the anomaly. There is still no indication that it is a warp culture, but definitely extremely much more advanced than the rest of the planet."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 20, 2021, 05:02:36 am
[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

As the probes continued to sweep - unnoticed - across the 'scapes of both civilisations, their powerful receivers absorbed a significant amount of transmissions; rudimentary communication signals from the planet below, and, from the probe through the temporal anomaly, those much more powerful, complex, and widespread. This probe's automated intelligence software determined one such message was important enough to signal to Wessex's station as a priority; the transmission was almost global, and contained key words that tripped the threat assessment profiles.

"Captain" Wessex said, as he looked up from the notification, "there's a live broadcast being received by the probe through the anomaly; not directed to us but from what I can tell to their own population below. Shall I put it thorugh?"

If it were to be played over the Bridge speakers, this would be heard; a woman's voice, strong and eloquent, but also containing a throaty rasp:

To my Peoples, wonderous and brave. A new dawn nears; a new tomorrow beckons. Throw off your worries and your fears. Our glorious purpose is soon at hand. Every aircraft; every bomb; every bullet; will bring us closer to our deliverance. Today, everyone is a soldier in our righteous war. Soon we will enjoy a sky free from poison. Soon we will drink from rivers crisp and clear. You have seen what awaits us. Salvation is but a terrible action away. Dig deep...and remember the Cause.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on September 20, 2021, 07:09:58 pm
[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

As the probes continued to sweep - unnoticed - across the 'scapes of both civilisations, their powerful receivers absorbed a significant amount of transmissions; rudimentary communication signals from the planet below, and, from the probe through the temporal anomaly, those much more powerful, complex, and widespread. This probe's automated intelligence software determined one such message was important enough to signal to Wessex's station as a priority; the transmission was almost global, and contained key words that tripped the threat assessment profiles.

"Captain" Wessex said, as he looked up from the notification, "there's a live broadcast being received by the probe through the anomaly; not directed to us but from what I can tell to their own population below. Shall I put it thorugh?"

If it were to be played over the Bridge speakers, this would be heard; a woman's voice, strong and eloquent, but also containing a throaty rasp:

To my Peoples, wonderous and brave. A new dawn nears; a new tomorrow beckons. Throw off your worries and your fears. Our glorious purpose is soon at hand. Every aircraft; every bomb; every bullet; will bring us closer to our deliverance. Today, everyone is a soldier in our righteous war. Soon we will enjoy a sky free from poison. Soon we will drink from rivers crisp and clear. You have seen what awaits us. Salvation is but a terrible action away. Dig deep...and remember the Cause.



[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Everything seem to be fine except the time temporal thing which made things interesting. Rojol was continue to be sure they were well hidden from any satellites. Then they heard a broadcast of a leader saying everyone was a soldier and they going to fight to make a better world. A better world by killing or going to war. That did not sound very good.

“I wonder he be in the front lines,” he said dryly. It was Rojol way of being dry sarcastic. Every Bomb, every aircraft or everything they had. It sounded like they going to cause more damage on their planet. Bombs are destructive and leave a bad imprint in the climate of the planet. If they destroy themselves maybe they do a favor for everyone. Blowing each other away will make them not exist in space.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 21, 2021, 08:47:40 am
[Katra Station - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess nodded at Wessex's question. "Yes, on speakers, please."

Rojol's sarcastic comment was even something Tess could understand. Often it was the commanding officers who were spared in war while the ordinary soldiers were the first to lose their lives. She then thought of what has been said before, and what Ensign Mitumba mentioned earlier put the news they heard now in an ominous light.

"It seems the person who spoke the message considers herself the head of the people on the planet below." She faltered. "What is their relationship? Are they perhaps related species?"


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Mitumba called up the readings from the scans regarding biological classification. "As far as I can tell from the reading here ... they are the same species. The very same. The individuals from the anomaly appear to be the descendants of the people on the planet."

Tess' face darkened. "The leader spoke of war. Of a 'glorious purpose' and 'deliverance.'" She was perplexed as to what that meant. "Of bombs and bullets. It sounds like they plan to fire their entire arsenal at them. Throughout history, there have been groups who have killed themselves and/or others out of a conviction that they are being redeemed from something or going to a better place. Could it be that this is some kind of religious act?"

Mitumba's tail moved back and forth with agitation. "I doubt that the people down on the planet even realize what is about to happen to them. However it may be, they wouldn't have a chance to fight back in any case. There's about a hundred years of development between them and the weapons that would be fired at them."

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 21, 2021, 09:55:02 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

With his attention focused on the temporal anomaly, Rayek returned his PADD to its holster.  He would read up on the shuttle investigation later; perhaps by then something more would have been discovered.

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The probe that was sent out soon began sending telemetry back to the ship. It confirmed a lot of things that the passive sensors had already figured out, and those things were backed up again by the active sensors. The civilization was a pre-warp culture at the level humans had been at about the end of the 19th century - the so-called Victorian Age.


(https://i.imgur.com/dtHHsDA.png)
Mitumba, meanwhile, continued to investigate the anomaly. What he soon found made him put his ears back a little. "I'm detecting residue of antimatter in the atmosphere in the area of the anomaly. It . It could be residue left behind by detonations." He adjusted the sensors to better examine the area. It was strange. The civilization around the anomaly in no way suggested a scenario that would logically explain this.

"Sirs, the readings I am getting here suggest that the anomaly is some sort of time window. The readings I am getting from the anomaly point to a society 100 to 150 years ahead of the one outside the anomaly. There is still no indication that it is a warp culture, but definitely extremely much more advanced than the rest of the planet."

Time window... an aperture that crosses the time barrier but not spatial.  That meant the readings they were picking up were of this same planet 150 years in the future and that could put future planets technology advanced enough to detect either the ship or the probe if they weren't careful.  Rayek had to assume that the anomaly went both ways; that those in the future could peer into the past to see this present.

So as not to disturb Tess and the information being relayed, Rayek stood up from his chair and made his way to stand beside the helm and quietly spoke to the Romulan flight officer seated there.
  "Mr. Takima, be sure you keep that probe well hidden.  Our Starfleet careers could be at risk if it gets detected and breaks the Prime Directive." Rayek stated, not so much in actual threat but rather to remind the Flight officer to use extreme care and caution. 

[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

As the probes continued to sweep - unnoticed - across the 'scapes of both civilisations, their powerful receivers absorbed a significant amount of transmissions; rudimentary communication signals from the planet below, and, from the probe through the temporal anomaly, those much more powerful, complex, and widespread. This probe's automated intelligence software determined one such message was important enough to signal to Wessex's station as a priority; the transmission was almost global, and contained key words that tripped the threat assessment profiles.

"Captain" Wessex said, as he looked up from the notification, "there's a live broadcast being received by the probe through the anomaly; not directed to us but from what I can tell to their own population below. Shall I put it thorugh?"

If it were to be played over the Bridge speakers, this would be heard; a woman's voice, strong and eloquent, but also containing a throaty rasp:

To my Peoples, wonderous and brave. A new dawn nears; a new tomorrow beckons. Throw off your worries and your fears. Our glorious purpose is soon at hand. Every aircraft; every bomb; every bullet; will bring us closer to our deliverance. Today, everyone is a soldier in our righteous war. Soon we will enjoy a sky free from poison. Soon we will drink from rivers crisp and clear. You have seen what awaits us. Salvation is but a terrible action away. Dig deep...and remember the Cause.
[Katra Station - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess nodded at Wessex's question. "Yes, on speakers, please."

The transmission that was picked up seemed to be a motivational speech to stir up an assembled army just prior to battle.  To Rayek, that was worrisome.


[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Everything seem to be fine except the time temporal thing which made things interesting. Rojol was continue to be sure they were well hidden from any satellites. Then they heard a broadcast of a leader saying everyone was a soldier and they going to fight to make a better world. A better world by killing or going to war. That did not sound very good.

“I wonder he be in the front lines,” he said dryly. It was Rojol way of being dry sarcastic. Every Bomb, every aircraft or everything they had. It sounded like they going to cause more damage on their planet. Bombs are destructive and leave a bad imprint in the climate of the planet. If they destroy themselves maybe they do a favor for everyone. Blowing each other away will make them not exist in space.

Rayek gave a slight snort at Rojol's comment.  It was unlikely, he thought.

Rojol's sarcastic comment was even something Tess could understand. Often it was the commanding officers who were spared in war while the ordinary soldiers were the first to lose their lives. She then thought of what has been said before, and what Ensign Mitumba mentioned earlier put the news they heard now in an ominous light.

"It seems the person who spoke the message considers herself the head of the people on the planet below." She faltered. "What is their relationship? Are they perhaps related species?"

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Mitumba called up the readings from the scans regarding biological classification. "As far as I can tell from the reading here ... they are the same species. The very same. The individuals from the anomaly appear to be the descendants of the people on the planet."

Tess' face darkened. "The leader spoke of war. Of a 'glorious purpose' and 'deliverance.'" She was perplexed as to what that meant. "Of bombs and bullets. It sounds like they plan to fire their entire arsenal at them. Throughout history, there have been groups who have killed themselves and/or others out of a conviction that they are being redeemed from something or going to a better place. Could it be that this is some kind of religious act?"

Mitumba's tail moved back and forth with agitation. "I doubt that the people down on the planet even realize what is about to happen to them. However it may be, they wouldn't have a chance to fight back in any case. There's about a hundred years of development between them and the weapons that would be fired at them."

Rayek shook his head slightly at Tess' statement.  The voice wasn't speaking to the planet below in this time... but to the planet's population in the future.. calling them to battle.  Battle who though?  Was it the Thinkers?  Or perhaps the Arretans? Or some other species entirely?

Tess seemed to think the voice meant the planet below.. but surely not?  That would be tantamount to suicide.  Wage war on your own past and there is the potential to kill off your own ancestors.. thus causing the paradox of you not being born to wage war on your ancestors. 

Rayek was not a fan of temporal mechanics.  The idea of traveling in time and the existence of parallel timeline gave him a headache.  He wondered, if Tess was correct, were they witnessing the start of one such alternate timeline?  Was that the "new tomorrow" that was being suggested.  But if that were they case then it would also necessitate the foreknowledge of how to time-travel using the anomaly.  Was the anomaly artificially created or was it an natural, possibly reoccurring phenomena? 

Rayek glanced over to Mitumba as the Caitian answered Tess' question in terms even Rayek could understand.  The Romulan suddenly missed the Vulcan science officer who had sacrificed his life so that Rayek and the others on the shuttle could live.   

When he spoke to ask his question his voice came out sounding thicker, more choked than it usually was.  "Ensign Mitumba, is there any reason to suspect that the anomaly is not a natural phenomenon?  Any indication that it may have been intentionally created?"

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 23, 2021, 06:16:44 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

As shocked as Tess was by the things the Caitian revealed, as sad she became at the same time. They had just found this civilization to witness the commencement of a war. That fact alone was dire enough. If it was true what Mitumba said, it would be a nation that would eradicate itself. The Prime Directive forbid them to interfere.

One question remained, though: Why would they do that?

Maybe they could find out that without interefering.

Tess had watched as Rayek had gotten up from his seat to walk over to Ensign Takima while Ops and Science had kept them up-to-date. She also noticed the lingering glance of his to the science station. And although he tried to hide it, she heard the thickness in his voice. The loss of Verlok's life weighed heavy on him, she knew he felt guilty. Of course it wasn't his fault but as it seemed, it had been the Vulcan's conscious decision to protect his commanding officer's life and that of his crew mates. The thought that it probably had been nothing more than the 'logical choice' for Verlok was mind boggling to Tess, but it did help accepting the tragedy a little bit better. Apart from the concerns about a probable saboteur and assassin being on board.

Tess looked over to the Caitian at Rayek's question, curious about the answer to that question.



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Mitumba swiveled on the chair, turning back to the console. "It's very hard to tell from the readings. I have not heard or read about something like this occuring naturally. If it is artifically created, I don't think it could have been done from the civilization there, not even the futuristic one. Not at their stage of development, that is."


Tess exhaled slowly. It was an expression of resignation and dread. "Since this isn't a warp capable civilization, we can't make contact. And that means we can't interfere in their plans." Tess was aware that she probably should hold up the Prime Directive with more confidence, but she couldn't help it and feel a reluctancy to just watch or leave, knowing what was about to happen. "Let's try to find out a little more about their motivs. Mr. Wessex, please keep looking for any more broadcasted messages. Maybe we can find out enough to at least understand why they are planning to do this."

While that conversatin went on on the bridge, more telemetry from the probe and the active scans started to come in. At one point, there would be a very interesting result on the consoles. The sensors had found something that was a match in the databases of Starfleet. The registration number of probe that had been launched almost 150 years ago in the mid of the 23rd century called Friendship-2. It had been launched 2 years after the UESPA (https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/United_Earth_Space_Probe_Agency[/url)
had lost contact with the first deep space probe, Friendship-1.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 24, 2021, 05:20:48 am
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"The probe just detected something odd. I'm double checking now, but ... no, the registration number ist correct. There is a probe from Earth down there on that planet. A deep space probe called Friendship-2. It has been sent out in 2250 by the UESPA. I don't know how that probe ended up on that planet. Maybe it crashed."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on September 24, 2021, 06:19:30 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

With his attention focused on the temporal anomaly, Rayek returned his PADD to its holster.  He would read up on the shuttle investigation later; perhaps by then something more would have been discovered.

Time window... an aperture that crosses the time barrier but not spatial.  That meant the readings they were picking up were of this same planet 150 years in the future and that could put future planets technology advanced enough to detect either the ship or the probe if they weren't careful.  Rayek had to assume that the anomaly went both ways; that those in the future could peer into the past to see this present.

So as not to disturb Tess and the information being relayed, Rayek stood up from his chair and made his way to stand beside the helm and quietly spoke to the Romulan flight officer seated there.
  "Mr. Takima, be sure you keep that probe well hidden.  Our Starfleet careers could be at risk if it gets detected and breaks the Prime Directive." Rayek stated, not so much in actual threat but rather to remind the Flight officer to use extreme care and caution. 

The transmission that was picked up seemed to be a motivational speech to stir up an assembled army just prior to battle.  To Rayek, that was worrisome.

Rayek gave a slight snort at Rojol's comment.  It was unlikely, he thought.

Rayek shook his head slightly at Tess' statement.  The voice wasn't speaking to the planet below in this time... but to the planet's population in the future.. calling them to battle.  Battle who though?  Was it the Thinkers?  Or perhaps the Arretans? Or some other species entirely?

Tess seemed to think the voice meant the planet below.. but surely not?  That would be tantamount to suicide.  Wage war on your own past and there is the potential to kill off your own ancestors.. thus causing the paradox of you not being born to wage war on your ancestors. 

Rayek was not a fan of temporal mechanics.  The idea of traveling in time and the existence of parallel timeline gave him a headache.  He wondered, if Tess was correct, were they witnessing the start of one such alternate timeline?  Was that the "new tomorrow" that was being suggested.  But if that were they case then it would also necessitate the foreknowledge of how to time-travel using the anomaly.  Was the anomaly artificially created or was it an natural, possibly reoccurring phenomena? 

Rayek glanced over to Mitumba as the Caitian answered Tess' question in terms even Rayek could understand.  The Romulan suddenly missed the Vulcan science officer who had sacrificed his life so that Rayek and the others on the shuttle could live.   

When he spoke to ask his question his voice came out sounding thicker, more choked than it usually was.  "Ensign Mitumba, is there any reason to suspect that the anomaly is not a natural phenomenon?  Any indication that it may have been intentionally created?"



[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Rojol had nodded his head on the little whisper from the commander. It did look weird when the Commander had to get up and tell the helm officer. However the commander felt he had to do it that way.

Being a pilot he had kept the ship clear from being notice he had to rely on what sensors from operations and science was relying to his console. He was not sure their career will be at risk, because of the wormhole was closed. Then they were not sure how long the wormhole would be closed.

It would be interesting if the New Romulan Empire had decided to use that for an advantage for this side of space. Perhaps they could be playing that game but they playing the alliance scenes with Starfleet. After all Rayek had more family ties then anyone on this side of the wormhole. Some other Romulans had more family on this side too. Who knows that was an option.

Either way Rojol had no true friends or any other family except his mom on New Bajor and his new network of companions. He was not planning to call anyone family or friends because he felt he would lose them and be in pain once again. He had no trust with anyone or even himself. This was going to make him some what sharp to life.

Only there might be a chance to he will get to know people here. Maybe he will open up. We will see how things unfold.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 24, 2021, 11:09:56 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Bridge]

Rojol had nodded his head on the little whisper from the commander. It did look weird when the Commander had to get up and tell the helm officer. However the commander felt he had to do it that way.

Rayek didn't need more than the nod from Flight officer.  Takima was one of their best - only tr'Movel was better, and that only because Lared had easily 20 more years of experience more on the younger man.  The First Officer nodded in return towards Rojol and then strode nearer the Caitian, to peer over at the felinoid's display, as Mitumba answered his question.

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]
Tess looked over to the Caitian at Rayek's question, curious about the answer to that question.


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Mitumba swiveled on the chair, turning back to the console. "It's very hard to tell from the readings. I have not heard or read about something like this occurring naturally. If it is artificially created, I don't think it could have been done from the civilization there, not even the futuristic one. Not at their stage of development, that is."

Tess exhaled slowly. It was an expression of resignation and dread. "Since this isn't a warp capable civilization, we can't make contact. And that means we can't interfere in their plans." Tess was aware that she probably should hold up the Prime Directive with more confidence, but she couldn't help it and feel a reluctance to just watch or leave, knowing what was about to happen. "Let's try to find out a little more about their motives. Mr. Wessex, please keep looking for any more broadcasted messages. Maybe we can find out enough to at least understand why they are planning to do this."

"Good to know. Thank you Ensign." Rayek acknowledged the science officer's learned opinion with a nod of his head before moving on to check on Mr. Molane even as Tess made her decision in regards to the Prime Directive.  Rayek had already known that was the way this was going to be handled, so her statement was of no surprise.  He looked towards his wife and inclined his head.  "Of course, Captain." he answered showing his agreement and support.

He turned back towards the Chief Engineer beginning to ask the Lurian's opinion of the tech level comparatively between that within the anomaly and without.  Was there anything that could potentially be of use in opening the wormhole?  'While they didn't have warp.. there still might be something of use, right?' he reasoned to himself.

"Mr.  Molane, is there anything innovative about either society's technology that we could apply to opening the w...?"  his question was interrupted by Mitumba's report to Tess which caught the Romulan's attention fully.


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"The probe just detected something odd. I'm double checking now, but ... no, the registration number is correct. There is a probe from Earth down there on that planet. A deep space probe called Friendship-2. It has been sent out in 2250 by the UESPA. I don't know how that probe ended up on that planet. Maybe it crashed."

"A space probe?... from Earth?" Rayek parroted, sounding a little surprised.  That potentially changed things.  "Where is the probe located?" Rayek questioned sharply. 

The Romulan knew that Friendship-1 had been located in the Delta Quadrant by the USS Voyager's crew back in 2378.  That probe had been found by a pre-warp civilization who had used it to speed up their own technological advances with antimatter to the point of self-destruction.  Was another pre-Federation probe going to cause the same problem in a different quadrant of the galaxy?

While the science officer worked to find the answer to his question Rayek turned to speak to his Commanding Officer. "Captain, if that probe has been found by the local population," Which from the localized antimatter readings was highly likely... "then an exemption of General Order One may need to be called for an away team to retrieve the probe."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on September 27, 2021, 06:45:47 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

As shocked as Tess was by the things the Caitian revealed, as sad she became at the same time. They had just found this civilization to witness the commencement of a war. That fact alone was dire enough. If it was true what Mitumba said, it would be a nation that would eradicate itself. The Prime Directive forbid them to interfere.

One question remained, though: Why would they do that?

Maybe they could find out that without interefering.

Tess had watched as Rayek had gotten up from his seat to walk over to Ensign Takima while Ops and Science had kept them up-to-date. She also noticed the lingering glance of his to the science station. And although he tried to hide it, she heard the thickness in his voice. The loss of Verlok's life weighed heavy on him, she knew he felt guilty. Of course it wasn't his fault but as it seemed, it had been the Vulcan's conscious decision to protect his commanding officer's life and that of his crew mates. The thought that it probably had been nothing more than the 'logical choice' for Verlok was mind boggling to Tess, but it did help accepting the tragedy a little bit better. Apart from the concerns about a probable saboteur and assassin being on board.

Tess looked over to the Caitian at Rayek's question, curious about the answer to that question.



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Mitumba swiveled on the chair, turning back to the console. "It's very hard to tell from the readings. I have not heard or read about something like this occuring naturally. If it is artifically created, I don't think it could have been done from the civilization there, not even the futuristic one. Not at their stage of development, that is."


Tess exhaled slowly. It was an expression of resignation and dread. "Since this isn't a warp capable civilization, we can't make contact. And that means we can't interfere in their plans." Tess was aware that she probably should hold up the Prime Directive with more confidence, but she couldn't help it and feel a reluctancy to just watch or leave, knowing what was about to happen. "Let's try to find out a little more about their motivs. Mr. Wessex, please keep looking for any more broadcasted messages. Maybe we can find out enough to at least understand why they are planning to do this."

While that conversatin went on on the bridge, more telemetry from the probe and the active scans started to come in. At one point, there would be a very interesting result on the consoles. The sensors had found something that was a match in the databases of Starfleet. The registration number of probe that had been launched almost 150 years ago in the mid of the 23rd century called Friendship-2. It had been launched 2 years after the UESPA (https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/United_Earth_Space_Probe_Agency[/url)
had lost contact with the first deep space probe, Friendship-1.

Paul nodded, and expanded the receiver arrays to incorporate a wider capture of stray EM transmissions. Due to the volume of such communications which would be simply overwhelming, he put it on his board as transcripted text, having the computers trawl through the messages with heuristic software. But interestingly, nothing clarified the motivations. "Captain" he said finally, "it seems there is no chatter on why or whom this attack is taking place - cultural exchanges seems to suggest their actions are so ingrained and so focused on their actions that there seems to be no need to debate it among themselves. Any clarification may require a more hands-on investigation."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 28, 2021, 06:27:37 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess was so perplexed about the news that there was actually a probe from Earth down on that planet, that she was about to ask the Science officer to double check his findings - but Mitumba beat her to it and already announced that he was, confirming the readings.

Now that was an unexpected turn of events.

Once Tess overcame the initial astonishment, she realized that this was the excuse they had needed to interfere ... and maybe they would be able to prevent that war and the annihilation of entire race. While she thought that, Rayek voiced her own reasonings out loud. She locked eyes with him for a second in acknowledgement, then she listened to Lieutenant Wessex' report while Mitumba answered Rayek's question.



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"The probe is located in very close vicinity of the antimatter readings, Sir", the Caitian reported.

Tess looked to Wessex and nodded. It seemed these people from the future had already made up their mind. While she was glad that they got the opportunity to retrieve the probe and maybe save those people, she didn't like the thought of sending her crew down there while knowing that there was a war imminent. But the new developments gave them no choice. They had to go down there and remove the source of cultural contamination.

"A hand-on investigation it will be." She looked to Rayek. "You will lead the away mission. Assemble a team and we will meet in the briefing room in 30 minutes with them and all the senior staff. We have to plan this through thoroughly to avoid more damage being done."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 28, 2021, 11:37:19 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The Caitian's report only confirmed what Rayek had already suspected.  By the letter of protocol, an away team was necessary to mitigate any further possible cultural contamination, but given what happened during the last away mission, Rayek wondered if Tess believed he was ready and capable of leading it. And she wasn't the only one.

Of course, post-trauma counseling was available and recommended via the medical department but there was no way Rayek could speak about his experience - not with Padrini that was for certain.  And Tess had too much on her plate as it was.  He would talk to Beja over subspace if he found the experience was affecting his work - that's what he told himself.

Because of these doubts, he hadn't known if Tess was going to by-pass him as lead on the away or not.  That she hadn't was a relief. 

"Aye Captain." Rayek acknowledged, then took a long moment to consider HOW to assign the Away Team positions.  In the past, he'd allowed the Department Chiefs to assign who they felt would be best suited for the mission unless he had a specific preference but was that still the best method?   Lared was still in critical condition because of his decision to have the former salvager pilot the shuttle rather than Takima.  And Lieutenant Molane no doubt felt regret at having assigned T'Pan to the last mission. 

Was it better for him as First Officer and Away Team Lead to just assume all the responsibility?  Possibly, but then these sorts of decisions were necessary for all good officers to undertake.  By assuming that role, he was preventing those officers from learning to take responsibility for their decisions. 

In the end Rayek, contacted the Department Chiefs he felt needed to be involved - Engineering and Operations -  and asked them to assign who they thought would be best suited to the task of retrieving the probe. 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 29, 2021, 07:51:23 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Tess had made sure she was in the briefing room early. She took that opportunity to collect her thoughts on the briefing that would start in a few minutes; also, she stepped up to the replicator, typed a code in and a moment later picked up the small box before putting it into the pocked of her uniform. Then she ordered a mug of hot ginger tea and sat down at the head of the table before she went through her PADD for any last-minute incoming reports or revelations while she waited for the others to arrive.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on September 30, 2021, 02:27:29 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Rayek considered the situation.  Currently, the ship was hidden in the shadow of one of the planet's moons at a range of over 500 000 km.  Transporters had a range of 40 000 km, maybe 50 thousand, if enhancers were used.  Well within satellite orbit and visible under the right conditions by even the most rudimentary of telescopes.   
 
"Mr. Takima, we'll need someone from Flight on the mission - either yourself or someone you feel is skilled enough to know how to avoid being spotted.  We'll be taking one of the Type 8's ... probably the Kelso into high orbit.  Please have the shuttle prepped.  I'll want to leave immediately after the briefing."

While Rayek suspected that they would be able to use transporters to beam down to the planet, the Amalthea's First Officer didn't want to risk the larger ship being seen in order to do so.  Since the range of the transporters was the same for both ship and shuttlecraft, the Away Team would approach the planet up to transporter range in the shuttle and then beam down to the planet from there as needed to retrieve the probe.  It was a solid plan.

"One more thing," Rayek addressed Takima still.  "Have the flight officer geared up for ground mission, space on the shuttle will be tight I suspect, they'll need to assist with the retrieval as well."

The paranoid Romulan tried to reassure himself that Mr. Molane's engineers had checked over the remaining shuttles with a fine tooth comb in the days following the shuttle's explosion.  Nothing suspicious was found in any other vessel.
 


[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Typically Rayek was the first to arrive at a briefing - to set up; but as had become more and more common recently, the Romulan found he was arriving only after Tess.  Rayek would need to improve on that.  He was 'late' because once more he'd taken the time to stop by the s'Lhoell quarters to bid goodbye to his son.  If one thing had been made plain to him following the shuttle incident was that he needed make every moment with his family count.

Arriving ahead of time, yet still after Tess, Rayek smiled at his wife.   Seeing that she already had her ginger tea (he could smell the ginger from across the room), he went over to the replicator and ordered himself a piping hot chai tea.  Then tapped in an additional code to retrieve a special treat for his wife to enjoy hopefully before the others arrived - a thin slice of tiramisu. 

As he set the dessert down in front of her, Rayek glanced about to be sure they were alone before giving her a brief kiss.  "For you, e'lev.  Two years ago today you said yes to my marriage proposal.  I had hoped for us to spend the evening together to celebrate that joyous moment with a candlelit, home-cooked dinner and dessert but suspect that we will be otherwise occupied.  Please accept this for the moment instead, and know that you are always in my heart and thoughts."  he whispered in her ear before moving to sit in the seat next to hers.

He wished he could have joined her in enjoying the dessert as he had originally planned for that evening but the cocoa powder and sugar made the Italian dessert highly inebriating to his Romulan physiology - not at all something appropriate just before an Away Mission.
 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on September 30, 2021, 08:40:41 am
[USS Amalteha - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Tess looked up briefly when she saw movement in the door frame. At seeing her husband, her lips twitched into a smile and she observed him from where she sat as he walked to the replicator. Stealing one or two glances at him she watched as he finally moved over to her, not only with a beverage in hand, but also with a small plate. Her smile widened when she saw a thin slice of tiramisu in front of her; she knew of course why he brought her this. Looking up at him she accepted the kiss from him happily and then heard him whispering the words into her ear. Her smile widened and she once more realized how much she loved her husband's romantic side.

"Thank you, ciccino. I jol-au", she said quietly and looked at him with all the love she felt for him in her heart. "We will catch up on that dinner when you're back", she decided and then looked at the slice of delicious looking tiramisu. She too wished it would have been something she could have feed him a spoonful of but his words hinted on the dessert being free from substitute ingredients that would make it possible for him to eat it. Picking up the spoon she took a piece of the dessert and lifted it up to her mouth. "This looks delicious", she smiled. She could smell the vanilla in the mascapone cream, then there was the heavy smell of cocoa powder. She put the spoon into her mouth and together all of the flavours became a mix of pure delight. "At our catch-up dinner I'll make sure there will be some dessert you can have", she said, pointing the spoon at him with a soft chuckle. "Kourabedes maybe", she said innocently as she looked down to take another bit from the dessert. The slice was so thin that it would only take one or two more bites and the dessert would be gone. It was a perfect little treat.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 01, 2021, 12:54:03 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Watching Tess' enjoyment of the tiramisu dessert was so pleasing to the Romulan romantic.  Rayek loved to see Tess' obvious delight in the Italian sweet; and her offer to have Kourabedes at their 'rescheduled dinner' was just all the more reason to give thanks.

"I'll hold you to that as a promise, you know that, right?" Despite his serious words his tone was playful.  Glancing to the time, knowing the others should be arriving any moment Rayek reached over to give her hand one last squeeze before he set to work prepping his portion of the briefing.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Paul Wessex on October 01, 2021, 06:43:02 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

This hadn't been the first time Paul had attended a briefing on the conference room on the Amalthea, but it was certainly the first time under such urgent circumstances. In some ways, it was a thrilling return to pace that he had once been familiar with on Katra. But in some other ways, the atmosphere aboard the starship was more in keeping with Federation values that were important to him to uphold. In the Naval Patrol, the maintaining fabric of the Federation was paramount - theirs was a job to protect the innocent, protect the oceans, and explore the depths, in that order. In StarFleet, there had been a steady lean towards a more military aspect, which had culminated in some tough discussions of late.

And being cut off from the Alpha Quadrant, it was even more important to uphold these values.

So as he sat down at the Conference Table, Wessex wondered if the Amalthea held onto their integrity under pressure, or would the urgency dispense with their principles in favour of expediency?
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Mas Molane on October 01, 2021, 05:40:02 pm
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USS Amalthea - Briefing Room

Mas entered the room, taking a seat not far from Lieutenant Wessex.  He nodded to the man, making an effort to be friendly. 

Mas had decided that he would be going on the away team himself, with cosmetic alteration if necessary.  While he liked the idea of giving his subordinate staff some field experience, he didn't want to seem to be shunning challenges and dangers himself.

He eyed the cake briefly, wondering if it would be okay to replicate something himself.  Then he looked towards Rayek.

"Sir," he said, "in regards to your earlier query which got interrupted, I've been thinking about it."

His initial thought had been negative, but then he'd wondered about his lost friend.  What would Verlok say about this?

"I don't think anything here could possibly be of direct assistance in solving the wormhole problem.  But it's possible that a detailed scientific analysis of the unusual chroniton emissions here might give us indirect insights.

In essence, any anomaly that causes deviations in spacetime might be helpful in understanding any other anomaly that causes deviations in spacetime.  Much as how an understanding of one virus might help a microbiologist to engineer vaccinations for another, similar, virus.

It's not very promising, Commander, but it is something."

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 02, 2021, 10:23:05 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Watching Tess' enjoyment of the tiramisu dessert was so pleasing to the Romulan romantic.  Rayek loved to see Tess' obvious delight in the Italian sweet; and her offer to have Kourabedes at their 'rescheduled dinner' was just all the more reason to give thanks.

"I'll hold you to that as a promise, you know that, right?" Despite his serious words his tone was playful.  Glancing to the time, knowing the others should be arriving any moment Rayek reached over to give her hand one last squeeze before he set to work prepping his portion of the briefing.



Tess grinned at her husband at his playful words. "By all means", she replied just as playfully.

It didn't take long after that and the senior staff startet to arrive at the meeting. Lieutenant Wessex first, then Lieutenant Molane. While the Engineer spoke to Rayek, Roberto entered the Briefing Room, followed by the young Science Officer Mitumba.

When they were complete, Tess started off the meeting. "I think you all know what this meeting is about. To retreive a crashed Terran deep space probe, we will assemble an away team to go down there and do that. Commander tr'Lhoell will lead the away team." Tess tapped on the integrated screen in the briefing room table and the holo projector in the middle of it showed a holographic 3D picture of the planet a second later.


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"Planet P-161129. Marked here is the location of an antimatter reactor on a landmass in the northern hemisphere which is far more advanced than what the planet's population should be capable of. It resembles the stage of Earth's population in the late 19th century. In close vicinity is the probe. Your mission will consist of two things: retreive the probe and sabotage or destroy the antimatter reactor in a way that it will be inoperable and impossible for the people down there to fix it. We on the ship will monitor your progress and also future government that has announced a war. I'm not quite sure yet if they are aware of the window into their past due to the anomaly, but we will have a close eye on them."

She paused to let the information sink in. "For those of you who will be part of the away team, an adaption of the outward appearance will be necessary. No surgery, but will use the holo projectors."

The technique was relatively new. Until recently, anyone who didn't want to be recognized on an alien world, either to study it or to spy on it, had been forced to put themselves under the laser scalpel. In her medical training on Starfleet Academy, Tess had learned how to perform such procedures. She hadn't particularly liked it. It was a time-consuming operation; the thought of modifying people by implanting prostheses surgically never had felt quite right to her. That's what had made jobs that involved surgical changes so generally unpopular. And even if the patient's original facial features were restored when the job was over, that too required surgery.

Now it was different. All one had to do was have an image of the desired species, and a network of projectors the size of dust particles strategically placed under the skin did the rest. And they didn't just create an appearance, they created a touchable surface using electromagnetic fields. The basic technique was not new; it had been used in holodecks for almost half a century now. Starfleet Engineers had scaled down the emitters and taken the idea to a practical application.


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"Do we have sufficient images of the species down there to feed the computer with the parameters?", Roberto asked, no doubt having taken the thought a step further already.

"No. Since we have to keep our distance to not be seen, we have no images that would be sufficient to create convincing projections." She glanced to Rayek since she had not yet discussed that with him. "You will be able to get close enough with the shuttle to collect more detailed data. You'll have to perform the adaption on board then before you leave the shuttle." Looking back to Roberto he nodded.

"I will prepare everything."

Tess glanced around the assembled officers. "I will give the floor to Commander tr'Lhoell now. Are there any questions or comments at this point?"
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 02, 2021, 02:00:40 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Tess grinned at her husband at his playful words. "By all means", she replied just as playfully.

It didn't take long after that and the senior staff started to arrive at the meeting. Lieutenant Wessex first, then Lieutenant Molane. While the Engineer spoke to Rayek, Roberto entered the Briefing Room, followed by the young Science Officer Mitumba.

His wife's equally playful response earned a chuckle from the Romulan.  She was certainly his little h'levreinnye with her offer of almond cookies knowing exactly how they affected him.  He was so looking forward to completing  this mission... even before it truly began.

Finishing up his prep work, Rayek forwarded on the briefing notes he'd compiled to Tess just moments before the first of the Department Heads began arriving - Wessex and Molane.   Earlier, he'd informed Takima to attend the meeting as well as the Away Mission's pilot but also as the most senior Flight officer (what with Lared still in a coma in Sickbay) - so he should be joining the meeting soon too.


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USS Amalthea - Briefing Room

Mas entered the room, taking a seat not far from Lieutenant Wessex.  He nodded to the man, making an effort to be friendly. 

Mas had decided that he would be going on the away team himself, with cosmetic alteration if necessary.  While he liked the idea of giving his subordinate staff some field experience, he didn't want to seem to be shunning challenges and dangers himself.

He eyed the cake briefly, wondering if it would be okay to replicate something himself.  Then he looked towards Rayek.

"Sir," he said, "in regards to your earlier query which got interrupted, I've been thinking about it."

His initial thought had been negative, but then he'd wondered about his lost friend.  What would Verlok say about this?

"I don't think anything here could possibly be of direct assistance in solving the wormhole problem.  But it's possible that a detailed scientific analysis of the unusual chroniton emissions here might give us indirect insights.

In essence, any anomaly that causes deviations in spacetime might be helpful in understanding any other anomaly that causes deviations in spacetime.  Much as how an understanding of one virus might help a microbiologist to engineer vaccinations for another, similar, virus.

It's not very promising, Commander, but it is something."

He noted with some amusement as the large Lurian engineer seemed to eyeball the remains of Tess' Italian dessert.  While this was a work briefing, Rayek recognized that both he and Tess were, with their tea and cake, displaying a somewhat informal and relaxed atmosphere - it would be inappropriate to differentiate such behavior between Command and crew. 

"Please, get yourself something from the replicator if you wish. We will be leaving immediately after the meeting so grab a refreshment now," he stated to the room, not wanting to single out the Lurian.

A moment later, Mas addressed him.. answering his earlier question regarding the technology of the local planet... both current and future.

Rayek nodded his understanding of what the Engineer was trying to say.  "Yes, better something than nothing.  Be sure you coordinate with Mr. Wessex and Mr. Mitumba to collect all the scans of the anomaly that might be useful, as we pass nearer to it in the shuttle."
 


When they were complete, Tess started off the meeting. "I think you all know what this meeting is about. To retrieve a crashed Terran deep space probe, we will assemble an away team to go down there and do that. Commander tr'Lhoell will lead the away team." Tess tapped on the integrated screen in the briefing room table and the holo projector in the middle of it showed a holographic 3D picture of the planet a second later.

(https://i.imgur.com/WVupbXn.png)

"Planet P-161129. Marked here is the location of an antimatter reactor on a landmass in the northern hemisphere which is far more advanced than what the planet's population should be capable of. It resembles the stage of Earth's population in the late 19th century. In close vicinity is the probe. Your mission will consist of two things: retrieve the probe and sabotage or destroy the antimatter reactor in a way that it will be inoperable and impossible for the people down there to fix it. We on the ship will monitor your progress and also future government that has announced a war. I'm not quite sure yet if they are aware of the window into their past due to the anomaly, but we will have a close eye on them."

She paused to let the information sink in. "For those of you who will be part of the away team, an adaption of the outward appearance will be necessary. No surgery, but will use the holo projectors."

The technique was relatively new. Until recently, anyone who didn't want to be recognized on an alien world, either to study it or to spy on it, had been forced to put themselves under the laser scalpel. In her medical training on Starfleet Academy, Tess had learned how to perform such procedures. She hadn't particularly liked it. It was a time-consuming operation; the thought of modifying people by implanting prostheses surgically never had felt quite right to her. That's what had made jobs that involved surgical changes so generally unpopular. And even if the patient's original facial features were restored when the job was over, that too required surgery.

Now it was different. All one had to do was have an image of the desired species, and a network of projectors the size of dust particles strategically placed under the skin did the rest. And they didn't just create an appearance, they created a touchable surface using electromagnetic fields. The basic technique was not new; it had been used in holodecks for almost half a century now. Starfleet Engineers had scaled down the emitters and taken the idea to a practical application.

(https://i.imgur.com/5aL4atn.png)
"Do we have sufficient images of the species down there to feed the computer with the parameters?", Roberto asked, no doubt having taken the thought a step further already.

"No. Since we have to keep our distance to not be seen, we have no images that would be sufficient to create convincing projections." She glanced to Rayek since she had not yet discussed that with him. "You will be able to get close enough with the shuttle to collect more detailed data. You'll have to perform the adaption on board then before you leave the shuttle." Looking back to Roberto he nodded.

"I will prepare everything."

Tess glanced around the assembled officers. "I will give the floor to Commander tr'Lhoell now. Are there any questions or comments at this point?"



When all were assembled, Tess started the meeting.  Rayek quietly observed those in the room.   He'd asked both Molane and Wessex to assign personnel to the mission and have them attend the briefing.  That there were no additional personnel, suggested to the Romulan that the senior officers both intended to come with.   While Rayek respected the decision made by each officer, the First Officer couldn't help but be a bit concerned about having all so many senior personnel in one shuttle.  Especially since there was was growing suspicion that the Kourete had been sabotaged to explode - likely in an assassination attempt on Rayek's life (if what his sister and Latihk claimed was true - which he tended to agree with knowing the Tal'Shiar well enough).   What if the perpetrator tried again with this mission?   His presence could endanger them all and put the mission at risk... but Tess had assigned the Away Mission to him and to back out of the assignment was not in his nature. 

Having prepared the briefing notes for his wife, Rayek didn't need to study the image of the planet to know where they were going, he'd already memorized the coordinates and mission objectives.

One thing was unexpected, the decision to make use of holo-projection to alter their appearance rather than use isolation suits (https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/Isolation_suit).  Rayek personally felt isolation suits were better as it eliminated the need to interact at all with the local populace - avoiding contamination.  With new cultures and languages there were always inadequacies with the universal translator.  But it seemed Tess had already decided this portion on her own, so Rayek merely nodded in acknowledgment of the decision.

Looking over to the Medical officer, Rayek had but one question to ask in regards to the process. "Who will you be assigning to the Away Team then to oversee the holo-emitter implantation? Please have them report to the shuttle immediately after the briefing."

Rayek then looked to Molane, Wessex and Takima as members of the Away Team.   "I welcome suggestions on how to meet our mission objectives - especially in regards to permanently disabling the anti-matter reactor without endangering the local populace."   While simply destroying the reactor with an explosive might seem like a solution to the Romulan mind-set, Federation values on life still had to be maintained.  Such a tactic would not be suitable - not to mention the negative impact to their culture should there be any radiation fallout from such an explosion.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 03, 2021, 02:30:54 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]


Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]
Looking over to the Medical officer, Rayek had but one question to ask in regards to the process. "Who will you be assigning to the Away Team then to oversee the holo-emitter implantation? Please have them report to the shuttle immediately after the briefing."


Roberto met Rayek's eyes briefly at his question. To him it seemed to imply that Rayek didn't want him being part of the away team. He had already made a decision to go himself, but even if he would give it another thought, the only person with some experience under his belt was Ensign Darrow. But the man seemed very strange as of late - that was, even stranger than he usually was. It was right after Lieutenant Verlok's death that Darrow had displayed a behaviour that was on the verge of insubordination. He would never forget the moment when he had walked into the morgue and found Darrow seated on one of the lab stools, fingers steepled under his chin and just stared dead ahead. He had not reacted to speech or even touches at first - it was as if only the corporeal hull of the man was there but his mind was in another dimension. Once in a while Roberto had found him so deep in thougth but usually he'd react to outside stimuli. This time, it was almost a state of catatonia, as Roberto found him in the exact same position when he re-entered the morgue hours later. It was as if something life-changing had happened to him.

Roberto had not been able to find out what was wrong with the man, it was extremely difficult to get through to him. Questions were not or merely cryptically answered by the young man. While Roberto somewhat had gotten used to the odd quirks of him, this now was becoming rather alarming. In this state, Darrow was not the person to send on an away mission anyway.

Focusing back on the question Rayek had asked, Roberto answered briefly. "I will join the away team myself." If you like it or not, he added in thought.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 03, 2021, 11:47:22 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Focusing back on the question Rayek had asked, Roberto answered briefly. "I will join the away team myself." If you like it or not, he added in thought.

Padrini's reply was a bit unexpected.  The Romulan would have thought the Chief Medical Officer would have had far better things to spend his time on that overseeing the placement of holographic emitters subdermally.  Yes, it was a medical procedure, but surely the welfare of his current patients - such as Lared - were more important.  Rayek was certain he could have learned to do the procedure himself, and for a moment considered offering, but something in Padrini's brief answer seemed to convey that this was non-negotiable.

Fine, if the doctor wanted to join on the away mission, Rayek wouldn't speak out against it.

"Very well." he answered the doctor and turned his attention to the other team members, hoping that between them they could quickly come up with a reasonable plan for retrieving the probe and dealing with the antimatter reactor.
   
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 05, 2021, 12:42:52 pm
[USS Amalthea - Briefing room]

“Your late. You made me look bad and our department,” he snared to his relief officer. He got up. Took a deep breath as he steered to the briefing room. The doors opened and he saw every one eye looked at him. It was unavoidable. There was no way he was going to say I was late because my fellow crewmember failed to show up on time. To him that was weak and a cowards way. He will be sure that someone would be get a lesson of being late.

“I hope I had not missed to much. As I wanted to pointed out. The residents of this planet could be at war for so long. It could be there way of life. Their motto could be making babies kill to make more war. Not make love and make peace,” he said as he sat down.

“I choose myself to pilot for this mission,” he shared. Then like everyone else his green eyes saw the tea and cake. They seemed to like to have snacks for meetings. If they had meetings to daily. Will they become like beach balls.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Mas Molane on October 05, 2021, 12:50:26 pm
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USS Amalthea - Briefing Room

The use of subdermal holoprojectors was an innovative solution to the problem of infiltrating the alien society without being detected, and Mas nodded as the Captain informed them about it.  Sometimes, Mas became so focused on his engines that he forgot about the innovations being made in other fields.  No longer would cosmetic alteration be necessary when dealing with less-advanced cultures.  It was a clear step forward.

When invited to use the replicators, Mas' perpetual frown became less pronounced, and he eagerly ordered himself a large bowl of Swedish Meatballs.  As he tucked into the meal, the question of disabling the antimatter reactor came to the forefront of conversation, and Mas considered the problem.

"We have to take the antimatter.  We will need to bring a container so that we can remove their antimatter fuel supply.  A society such as this has no means to make more antimatter.  But they must have a supply of it already, from the same source as the reactor tech.  Even a kilogram of antimatter would provide the energy needs of the planetary population for generations, so they've probably not had to concern themselves with making more of it.   

If we take the antimatter, then the reactor is just a very complicated, very useless inert machine.  That's 98% of the job.  After the fuel is gone, and the associated radiation of the reactor is no longer a factor, we can even perform degradation on the reactor components from orbit, using transporters.  The fuel is the key to the problem.

Unfortunately, due to the poor shielding on this particular reactor unit, the only way to take the fuel will be to go there in person, with a magnetic bottle, and physically steal it away.  Until the radiation being leaked by the reactor is nullified, we can't beam directly on site, or beam anything out."

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 05, 2021, 03:02:43 pm
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USS Amalthea - Briefing Room

The use of subdermal holoprojectors was an innovative solution to the problem of infiltrating the alien society without being detected, and Mas nodded as the Captain informed them about it.  Sometimes, Mas became so focused on his engines that he forgot about the innovations being made in other fields.  No longer would cosmetic alteration be necessary when dealing with less-advanced cultures.  It was a clear step forward.

When invited to use the replicators, Mas' perpetual frown became less pronounced, and he eagerly ordered himself a large bowl of Swedish Meatballs.  As he tucked into the meal, the question of disabling the antimatter reactor came to the forefront of conversation, and Mas considered the problem.

"We have to take the antimatter.  We will need to bring a container so that we can remove their antimatter fuel supply.  A society such as this has no means to make more antimatter.  But they must have a supply of it already, from the same source as the reactor tech.  Even a kilogram of antimatter would provide the energy needs of the planetary population for generations, so they've probably not had to concern themselves with making more of it.   

If we take the antimatter, then the reactor is just a very complicated, very useless inert machine.  That's 98% of the job.  After the fuel is gone, and the associated radiation of the reactor is no longer a factor, we can even perform degradation on the reactor components from orbit, using transporters.  The fuel is the key to the problem.

Unfortunately, due to the poor shielding on this particular reactor unit, the only way to take the fuel will be to go there in person, with a magnetic bottle, and physically steal it away.  Until the radiation being leaked by the reactor is nullified, we can't beam directly on site, or beam anything out."



[USS Amalthea - Ready room]

“When is anything easy?” Rojol said to Mas. “Oh. If it was easy. Most of us would be out of work.”  He smiled at Mas. He had like a big fellow. The women seem to talk about him.

Then Rojol got up from his seat, went to the replicator, and order a Romulan soup and detox herbal hot tea. He took it to his spot, placed it down and sat back down. Then he had used the spoon to scoop up some soup. He was glad it tasted good. Not good as his mother’s recipe.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 06, 2021, 12:03:17 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

[USS Amalthea - Briefing room]

“I hope I had not missed to much. As I wanted to pointed out. The residents of this planet could be at war for so long. It could be there way of life. Their motto could be making babies kill to make more war. Not make love and make peace,” he said as he sat down.

“I choose myself to pilot for this mission,” he shared. Then like everyone else his green eyes saw the tea and cake. They seemed to like to have snacks for meetings. If they had meetings to daily. Will they become like beach balls.

Having Takima arrive late to the meeting was not a great first showing for the flight officer who was acting as the Flight department's Chief while tr'Movel remained in a coma.  Rayek wondered if he'd recommended the wrong individual.  Was he biased by race as so many were likely thinking? 

So many of the comments and statements made by the young flight officer seemed intended to shock those around him.  Was that best for the department?   Rayek could only hope that Lared recovered quickly... or that Takima improved in his role as Flight Chief.

When Rojol named himself as the Away team's pilot, Rayek noted it down on his PADD.    "Very good - you are one of our best currently."  Perhaps the man's delay at arriving had to do with his assigning one of his juniors to prep the shuttle in his place while he was at the meeting as Rayek had asked earlier.


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USS Amalthea - Briefing Room

The use of subdermal holoprojectors was an innovative solution to the problem of infiltrating the alien society without being detected, and Mas nodded as the Captain informed them about it.  Sometimes, Mas became so focused on his engines that he forgot about the innovations being made in other fields.  No longer would cosmetic alteration be necessary when dealing with less-advanced cultures.  It was a clear step forward.

When invited to use the replicators, Mas' perpetual frown became less pronounced, and he eagerly ordered himself a large bowl of Swedish Meatballs.  As he tucked into the meal, the question of disabling the antimatter reactor came to the forefront of conversation, and Mas considered the problem.

"We have to take the antimatter.  We will need to bring a container so that we can remove their antimatter fuel supply.  A society such as this has no means to make more antimatter.  But they must have a supply of it already, from the same source as the reactor tech.  Even a kilogram of antimatter would provide the energy needs of the planetary population for generations, so they've probably not had to concern themselves with making more of it.   

If we take the antimatter, then the reactor is just a very complicated, very useless inert machine.  That's 98% of the job.  After the fuel is gone, and the associated radiation of the reactor is no longer a factor, we can even perform degradation on the reactor components from orbit, using transporters.  The fuel is the key to the problem.

Unfortunately, due to the poor shielding on this particular reactor unit, the only way to take the fuel will be to go there in person, with a magnetic bottle, and physically steal it away.  Until the radiation being leaked by the reactor is nullified, we can't beam directly on site, or beam anything out."

[USS Amalthea - Ready room]

“When is anything easy?” Rojol said to Mas. “Oh. If it was easy. Most of us would be out of work.”  He smiled at Mas. He had like a big fellow. The women seem to talk about him.

Then Rojol got up from his seat, went to the replicator, and order a Romulan soup and detox herbal hot tea. He took it to his spot, placed it down and sat back down. Then he had used the spoon to scoop up some soup. He was glad it tasted good. Not good as his mother’s recipe.

Rayek's schooled expression did not show his amusement at the Lurian's choice of 'refreshment'.  The First Officer supposed he should be grateful the engineer hadn't ordered a full course meal.  Though between Mas, Takima and Tess they had all three courses covered.

Listening to Mas speak up and offer his insight into how best to approach disabling the antimatter reactor, Rayek nodded midway through liking the engineers take on the situation.  "Thank you, Mr. Molane.  Excellent suggestion.  Work with Lieutenant Wessex to be sure the pattern for the proper storage container needed is in the shuttles replicator and that we have the materials required to replicate it on route to the planet."

Rayek then turned to look to Rojol. "Mr. Takima work with Ensign Mitumba, going over the sensor data, determine if there is any reasonable safe place to beam down to in range of the reactor, or if we will need to land the shuttle on the planet.   I hope I do not need to state that we want to avoid further contamination of the culture with our presence - so regardless of which method we use - transporter or landing the shuttle - it will need to be... discreet." 

With a plan regarding the disabling the reactor forming in his mind, and the retrieval of the probe ideally a straightforward matter as long as they could distract those studying it for a long enough period of time to beam it out undetected, Rayek was ready to draw the meeting to a close.  "Are there any further questions or comments regarding our mission objectives or our plan?"   

Only after all had opportunity to speak did Rayek look to Tess and give a nod indicating his part was done.  While he was all set to go there was one last thing left on their agenda.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 06, 2021, 11:00:35 am
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NPC Cadet Benjin Moreno (Flight)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

“Your late. You made me look bad and our department,” he snared to his relief officer. He got up. Took a deep breath as he steered to the briefing room.

Cadet Moreno stood before the Romulan officer, his ears turning red with embrassement. "I'm sorry, Sir", Benjin mumbled and stepped to the side as the Ensign got up. He braced himself for a continuation of the reprimant where he probably had to explain what had caused the delay, but luckily Takima left immediately to catch up on the lost time. Only when the doors had closed behind the Romulan officer, did Benjin relax enough to take his spot at the flight console and let out a breath he had been holding.

The young cadet had slid into some kind of crisis. As of late, incidents with him increased when he showed up late to his shift or made mistakes due to a lack in concentration. Benjin found the foundation of his closes social and familial environment crumbling apart. Ever since his brothers from Ba'ku had arrived due to the birth of his nephew, Benjin found himself detaching from his sister to whom he had always been very close to. But with Rahul and Tamonar there, he often found the siblings talk about their time on Ba'ku with their parents - a time of which Benjin had no memory at all. His mother had died birthing him and his father died when he was only 2 years old. He had no memories of his parents or many of Ba'ku since Fabiano took them to Earth only a couple of years later. And now, with recent events, the only person he felt really close to, who had raised him as his father, had lost his ability to speak since the accident. At the moment, the young man felt like he didn't really belong to anyone really which caused him to become unreliable and indifferent to risking his career in Starfleet.





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Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]


When the details had been set up, Tess was satisfied to once more find her crew to be in top form. Rayek had issused all of the important orders. Mitumba acknowledged Rayek's word with a nod of his head and a brief "Yes, Sir", before the Caitian glanced to Takima to nod towards him as well because it seemed they would be working together in this.

"Very well, if that is all, there is one more thing one the agenda." She looked to Rojol and handed him a small box with a half pip in it. "I'm very happy to promote you to Lieutenant jg. Congratulations! I'm certain you will continue to be a valued part of the crew."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 07, 2021, 10:40:51 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

When the details had been set up, Tess was satisfied to once more find her crew to be in top form. Rayek had issued all of the important orders. Mitumba acknowledged Rayek's word with a nod of his head and a brief "Yes, Sir", before the Caitian glanced to Takima to nod towards him as well because it seemed they would be working together in this.

"Very well, if that is all, there is one more thing one the agenda." She looked to Rojol and handed him a small box with a half pip in it. "I'm very happy to promote you to Lieutenant jg. Congratulations! I'm certain you will continue to be a valued part of the crew."

There was a slight uncertainty to Rayek's expression given his recent thoughts as he watched Tess present the newly promoted junior Lieutenant his pip.  He gave himself a mental shake to dismiss his doubts for the moment and stood up to offer the fellow Romulan an acknowledging bow.  He didn't offer a handshake as that was typically a human mannerism and Takima usually preferred things related to his own heritage. 

"Glohhaasi' mnekha" Rayek offered his congratulations (though the phrase over the translator would come out as 'Good Hunting'. 

He allowed the celebratory atmosphere to continue only a short while before announcing. "Shuttle launches in 10 minutes."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 07, 2021, 04:25:03 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

There was a slight uncertainty to Rayek's expression given his recent thoughts as he watched Tess present the newly promoted junior Lieutenant his pip.  He gave himself a mental shake to dismiss his doubts for the moment and stood up to offer the fellow Romulan an acknowledging bow.  He didn't offer a handshake as that was typically a human mannerism and Takima usually preferred things related to his own heritage. 

"Glohhaasi' mnekha" Rayek offered his congratulations (though the phrase over the translator would come out as 'Good Hunting'. 

He allowed the celebratory atmosphere to continue only a short while before announcing. "Shuttle launches in 10 minutes."


[USS Amalthea - Briefing room to Shuttle bay]

Rojol sat there frozen as he was staring at the black box with the pip which had a gold circle with black in it.  Time had frozen for the young Romulan. He had not foreseen this. He looked up at the Captain.

"I am honored, Captain," he said as the pip was on his collar. It was nice. There was no way to look in the mirror to see the reflection cause they had to be at the shuttle bay in ten minutes.

He had seen the dislike in Rayek's eyes or he thought he did. He was not sure what relationship they ever going to be. That empath skill was still rocky. It seems they both need to prove each other. Though he knew that Rayek's wife will look more highly favor to her husband. Which made Rojol to work harder to prove he can do anything better. Except mind reading.

Then Rayek said his saying in Romulan as Rojol nodded his head. Saying back in Romulan. "With much bounty," in Romulan.

"Pardon me, sirs, I am going as right now to see how the preparations are going," he turned and walked real fast.

As he got the Shuttlebay, JoJo who was preparing the shuttle saw Rojol. "Hey..." He paused to see the extra pip on Rojol's collar. "Woah. LG I am impressed. I guess you going to serve my rear end on a dish for making you late." That was actually what he did. Romulans were part of the crew. He sort of had an ill liking to them. Like Rojol Jojo did not like the Commander having empathy and recently a few days or weeks ago to share that secret. Sad as it is. When one individual makes a mistake. It was hard to feel the other of their kind are capable to do it.

"Best leave before I give you an order," Rojol said to JoJo. JoJo was a cute human who was young like most of the crew. One day they gonna run into a species who going to declare war on them. And wonder bunch babies will be whipped and cry because they got beaten by older species.

Rojol entered the cockpit and he was running the console to see if everything was ready. Things seem to be green. Then he wished there was a reflection from the dashboard to see the extra pip. The best thing he could do was run his hand over it. It was a real deal. He grinned to himself.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 09, 2021, 02:29:54 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

[USS Amalthea - Briefing room to Shuttle bay]

Rojol sat there frozen as he was staring at the black box with the pip which had a gold circle with black in it.  Time had frozen for the young Romulan. He had not foreseen this. He looked up at the Captain.

"I am honored, Captain," he said as the pip was on his collar. It was nice. There was no way to look in the mirror to see the reflection cause they had to be at the shuttle bay in ten minutes.

He had seen the dislike in Rayek's eyes or he thought he did. He was not sure what relationship they ever going to be. That empath skill was still rocky. It seems they both need to prove each other. Though he knew that Rayek's wife will look more highly favor to her husband. Which made Rojol to work harder to prove he can do anything better. Except mind reading.

Then Rayek said his saying in Romulan as Rojol nodded his head. Saying back in Romulan. "With much bounty," in Romulan.

"Pardon me, sirs, I am going as right now to see how the preparations are going," he turned and walked real fast.

As he got the Shuttlebay, JoJo who was preparing the shuttle saw Rojol. "Hey..." He paused to see the extra pip on Rojol's collar. "Woah. LG I am impressed. I guess you going to serve my rear end on a dish for making you late." That was actually what he did. Romulans were part of the crew. He sort of had an ill liking to them. Like Rojol Jojo did not like the Commander having empathy and recently a few days or weeks ago to share that secret. Sad as it is. When one individual makes a mistake. It was hard to feel the other of their kind are capable to do it.

"Best leave before I give you an order," Rojol said to JoJo. JoJo was a cute human who was young like most of the crew. One day they gonna run into a species who going to declare war on them. And wonder bunch babies will be whipped and cry because they got beaten by older species.

Rojol entered the cockpit and he was running the console to see if everything was ready. Things seem to be green. Then he wished there was a reflection from the dashboard to see the extra pip. The best thing he could do was run his hand over it. It was a real deal. He grinned to himself.

Rayek was impressed the younger Romulan knew the appropriate response back to his 'congratulations'.  So many of their people's cultural mannerisms weren't passed on, or so it seemed during those times that he spent in the company of Lared's children.  Tordel especially.  Though eldest of the s'Movel children; old enough to have been raised following certain customs; it seemed to Rayek that the Romulan youth preferred all things Federation.

After Rayek's '10 minute warning' to the away team, Rojol exited the meeting.  No doubt, headed to the shuttlebay to have things at the ready for the shuttle's launch.  Rayek waited in the meeting room for the other officers to clear out, until it was just he and Tess.  He turned to face her and reached for her hand, squeezing it briefly.

"I said my goodbye to Fvienn earlier, but my sister nor Latihk was there as I had hoped, and neither as yet have access to a comm so calling them is not an option.  I'll try to locate her before I launch but if I'm unsuccessful, please let her know that I did try to say goodbye." he requested before leaning in to give her a brief kiss.  "I-jol au, e'lev."

Rayek hated leaving.  He used to enjoy away missions back when he was on the Challenger.  It was less enjoyable after his failure with Mondo.  Now after nearly dying in the shuttle explosion, Rayek dreaded it.  Security around the shuttlebay had been increased following the incident but even Rayek after watching hours of sped up footage hadn't seen anyone tampering with the Kourete.

How had the shuttle explosion been caused?! Was it an assassination attempt like Kemala suggested?   Should he be concerned that this shuttle was targeted now?

As he pondered those questions, he wondered if it might not be safer to just remote fly the Kelso to the site and make use of the recent technological acquisition of the holo-balls to create holograph away team members to do the mission for him.

That's when Rayek realized..

"I think I know how the shuttle exploded!"

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 10, 2021, 02:03:47 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Rayek was impressed the younger Romulan knew the appropriate response back to his 'congratulations'.  So many of their people's cultural mannerisms weren't passed on, or so it seemed during those times that he spent in the company of Lared's children.  Tordel especially.  Though eldest of the s'Movel children; old enough to have been raised following certain customs; it seemed to Rayek that the Romulan youth preferred all things Federation.

After Rayek's '10 minute warning' to the away team, Rojol exited the meeting.  No doubt, headed to the shuttlebay to have things at the ready for the shuttle's launch.  Rayek waited in the meeting room for the other officers to clear out, until it was just he and Tess.  He turned to face her and reached for her hand, squeezing it briefly.

"I said my goodbye to Fvienn earlier, but my sister nor Latihk was there as I had hoped, and neither as yet have access to a comm so calling them is not an option.  I'll try to locate her before I launch but if I'm unsuccessful, please let her know that I did try to say goodbye." he requested before leaning in to give her a brief kiss.  "I-jol au, e'lev."

Rayek hated leaving.  He used to enjoy away missions back when he was on the Challenger.  It was less enjoyable after his failure with Mondo.  Now after nearly dying in the shuttle explosion, Rayek dreaded it.  Security around the shuttlebay had been increased following the incident but even Rayek after watching hours of sped up footage hadn't seen anyone tampering with the Kourete.

How had the shuttle explosion been caused?! Was it an assassination attempt like Kemala suggested?   Should he be concerned that this shuttle was targeted now?

As he pondered those questions, he wondered if it might not be safer to just remote fly the Kelso to the site and make use of the recent technological acquisition of the holo-balls to create holograph away team members to do the mission for him.

That's when Rayek realized..

"I think I know how the shuttle exploded!"


As everyone was preparing to leave for the away mission it didn't take long until Tess was alone with Rayek. She was glad she got a moment alone with her husband, as she was undeniably nervous to send him on another away mission after the desaster that had transpired last time.
When he took hold of her hand to squeeze it, Tess did the same as she looked up at him. "I'll make sure they will get your message", she promised. "I-jol au, ciccino." She kissed him back but didn't yet let go of his hand. "Take care. I want to see you all well and healthy back here." She smiled a little to make it sound teasing - of course she knew Rayek was notoriously careful and judicous.

There was a moment of silence as Tess watched Rayek seemingly lost in his own head for a moment. She forrowed her brows, about to ask what he was thinking about when he suddenly said the most unexpected words. It took her a second to catch up with his train of thought, then she looked at him both surprised and alarmed. "You do? How? And what happened?"
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 10, 2021, 03:37:28 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

As everyone was preparing to leave for the away mission it didn't take long until Tess was alone with Rayek. She was glad she got a moment alone with her husband, as she was undeniably nervous to send him on another away mission after the disaster that had transpired last time.

When he took hold of her hand to squeeze it, Tess did the same as she looked up at him. "I'll make sure they will get your message", she promised. "I-jol au, ciccino." She kissed him back but didn't yet let go of his hand. "Take care. I want to see you all well and healthy back here." She smiled a little to make it sound teasing - of course she knew Rayek was notoriously careful and judicious.

There was a moment of silence as Tess watched Rayek seemingly lost in his own head for a moment. She furrowed her brows, about to ask what he was thinking about when he suddenly said the most unexpected words. It took her a second to catch up with his train of thought, then she looked at him both surprised and alarmed. "You do? How? And what happened?"

"Molane had noted that his engineers had narrowed down the failure which caused the explosion but not yet its source.  One such possibility was a software hack or in person sabotage of the shuttle, yet a study of the security footage in and around the Kourete showed no evidence of any outside alteration, nor was there any obvious sign of external hacking.  But what if the culprit used our own remote access codes to by-pass the shuttle's safety protocols, and forced the plasma system to overload?" Just the suggestion of such was worrisome, as access codes were generally kept to Command and Flight officers only.   

I don't have time to check on this myself.  I'll have Security call up the computer logs from the ship and go over them in detail to see if there was any remote access attempts."

If he was correct, the culprit might have tried to clear the log... but Rayek was certain that there were a few in his department that could retrieve wiped data. 

He gave Tess' hand another squeeze.  "I have to go if I'm to make my own launch deadline.  Oh... and I'll have Rojol disengage the remote access feature for the mission - just in case."  With that he leaned in again to give his wife another kiss before forcing himself to his feet and with a nod headed out of the briefing room tapping his comm badge along the way to get Security to check into those remote access logs.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 13, 2021, 10:59:27 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 11 - Shuttlebay]

Rayek arrived at the Shuttlebay to find the Kelso already on the launch pad ready to go.  Though the Romulan Commander wasn't at all surprised at the efficiency of the Flight officer and the shuttle maintenance staff (in fact he rather expected that of his crew), he was pleased with the work they performed and so made mental note to write up a favorable word in his log when he returned.


[Shuttle Kelso]

Nodding briefly to the others as he sat in the co-pilot's seat, Rayek went over the final launch checks with the pilot (double checking the EPS system as he did so).  Finding everything clear (with no sign of tampering), Rayek then requested Takima disengage the remote access functionality.  Only after that was reported as done did Rayek contact the Bridge.

=/\= "Shuttle Kelso reports: Ready for launch." =/\=

The shuttle bay doors were opened and the only thing keeping the ships air from escaping to the vacuum of space was a thin containment field that the shuttle would pass through by emitting the exact frequency of the forcefield along it's hull, allowing it to effectively become a part of the forcefield while passing through.  No air would be lost and the shuttle could pass right through as if there was no barrier.

After the shuttle moved away from the ship at quarter impulse, Rayek nodded to Rojol.   "Take us into high orbit, Mr. Takima."  He refrained from repeating himself to the man about the need for keeping the shuttle unseen during it's approach and orbit, but the Romulan Commander would be keeping alert for exactly that.   

Attaining orbit unseen was critical.  As only once they were in orbit could they get a clean scan of the local populace and it's physiology so to adapt their holographic emitters properly.
   
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 14, 2021, 07:40:00 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 5 - Briefing Room]

"Molane had noted that his engineers had narrowed down the failure which caused the explosion but not yet its source.  One such possibility was a software hack or in person sabotage of the shuttle, yet a study of the security footage in and around the Kourete showed no evidence of any outside alteration, nor was there any obvious sign of external hacking.  But what if the culprit used our own remote access codes to by-pass the shuttle's safety protocols, and forced the plasma system to overload?" Just the suggestion of such was worrisome, as access codes were generally kept to Command and Flight officers only.   

I don't have time to check on this myself.  I'll have Security call up the computer logs from the ship and go over them in detail to see if there was any remote access attempts."

If he was correct, the culprit might have tried to clear the log... but Rayek was certain that there were a few in his department that could retrieve wiped data. 

He gave Tess' hand another squeeze.  "I have to go if I'm to make my own launch deadline.  Oh... and I'll have Rojol disengage the remote access feature for the mission - just in case."  With that he leaned in again to give his wife another kiss before forcing himself to his feet and with a nod headed out of the briefing room tapping his comm badge along the way to get Security to check into those remote access logs.

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 11 - Shuttlebay]

Rayek arrived at the Shuttlebay to find the Kelso already on the launch pad ready to go.  Though the Romulan Commander wasn't at all surprised at the efficiency of the Flight officer and the shuttle maintenance staff (in fact he rather expected that of his crew), he was pleased with the work they performed and so made mental note to write up a favorable word in his log when he returned.   

Tess' mind was racing as Rayek shared his suspicions and assumptions with her. The thought that someone had hacked or found another way to get their access codes was alarming. Before she order her thoughts, Rayek mentioned that he had to go. She nodded and stood up with him. "Take care", she murmured after she reciprocated the kiss good-bye.

Tess stood there for a moment longer, watching her husband leave the room. Faintly, she could hear him speak as he walked down the corridor but his voice grew quieter the farther he walked away. Her gaze fell down on the floor as she their conversation echoed in her mind. Rayek had already set up all the further steps in this case of investigation. So all Tess could do at the moment was return to the bridge.




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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[Shuttle Kelso]

Roberto tried to push aside the uneasy feeling that being in a shuttle with Rayek brought. Of course, at some point the rumors had leaked out that the shuttle accident might have been an attack. The doctor's dislike of the Romulan commander extended to the point where he thought he wouldn't blame anyone for wanting to blow him up. But he kept that to himself, of course.

Roberto stood at the computer display, monitoring the scans the sensors were taking to gather data for the holoprojection generation. His gaze swept once over the assembled crew and lingered briefly on science officer Mitumba, the tip of his tail twitching nervously, ears tucked back slightly. I wonder if he was nervous for the same reason he was. Or was it just the nervousness of a young Ensign on his first away mission? Roberto remembered his first away mission. Strangely enough, it had been one with Rayek and Tess together and they have been threatened by pirates. Roberto recalled that day very vividly.

As the shuttle glided in orbit around the planet, Roberto observed the incoming data. Piece by piece the computer put together. The doctor raised his brows as he got the first clear readings and was then able to display a picture of the species on the screen. The people had pointed ears, but the tip was more angled backwards than straight up. Apart from that they had a skin tone similar to that of Andorians. Eye- and hair colors seemed to match the common ones in humans.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 14, 2021, 07:14:43 pm
[Kelso the shuttle]

The newly LG was nervous now when Rayek their commander was sitting right next to him at the cockpit. The young Romulan had to close his eyes and do a deep breath to bring himself to peace moment. After a second he had opened his green eyes. After clearance he had the shuttle fly through the shielding that allowed the shuttle to take off.  Then as they got clear from Amalthea he took the shuttle up and flying a route where they stay hidden from the technology of the planet with numbers.

Rojol was happy that Roberto was on this mission and the others. The truth was he had more faith and trust to his fellow crewmembers and least trust to Rayek.

Then Rojo had the shuttle in orbit and he saw the image that Roberta had pulled together. “Interesting. I do like their ears,” he shared. It was remarkable that technology could have place all the appearances together.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 15, 2021, 11:42:28 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[Shuttle Kelso]

Roberto tried to push aside the uneasy feeling that being in a shuttle with Rayek brought. Of course, at some point the rumors had leaked out that the shuttle accident might have been an attack. The doctor's dislike of the Romulan commander extended to the point where he thought he wouldn't blame anyone for wanting to blow him up. But he kept that to himself, of course.

Roberto stood at the computer display, monitoring the scans the sensors were taking to gather data for the holoprojection generation. His gaze swept once over the assembled crew and lingered briefly on science officer Mitumba, the tip of his tail twitching nervously, ears tucked back slightly. I wonder if he was nervous for the same reason he was. Or was it just the nervousness of a young Ensign on his first away mission? Roberto remembered his first away mission. Strangely enough, it had been one with Rayek and Tess together and they have been threatened by pirates. Roberto recalled that day very vividly.

As the shuttle glided in orbit around the planet, Roberto observed the incoming data. Piece by piece the computer put together. The doctor raised his brows as he got the first clear readings and was then able to display a picture of the species on the screen. The people had pointed ears, but the tip was more angled backwards than straight up. Apart from that they had a skin tone similar to that of Andorians. Eye- and hair colors seemed to match the common ones in humans.

[Kelso the shuttle]

The newly LG was nervous now when Rayek their commander was sitting right next to him at the cockpit. The young Romulan had to close his eyes and do a deep breath to bring himself to peace moment. After a second he had opened his green eyes. After clearance he had the shuttle fly through the shielding that allowed the shuttle to take off.  Then as they got clear from Amalthea he took the shuttle up and flying a route where they stay hidden from the technology of the planet with numbers.

Rojol was happy that Roberto was on this mission and the others. The truth was he had more faith and trust to his fellow crewmembers and least trust to Rayek.

Then Rojo had the shuttle in orbit and he saw the image that Roberta had pulled together. “Interesting. I do like their ears,” he shared. It was remarkable that technology could have place all the appearances together.

Rayek looked over the displayed images that Roberto showed the shuttle crew.  Blue skin tone and 'elvish' ears.  The universe loved diversity while at the same time being repetitious.  He nodded his agreement to Rojol's statement.  The angle of the ears was rather aesthetically pleasing.  He wondered if Tess would find them as appealing as his own?   

Dismissing that errant thought, Rayek looked over to Padrini.  "Programming the holo-emitters should be relatively straight forward. While you do that, we'll see if we can pick up any communication signal whatsoever to give the universal translator ahead start."

Scans of the anti-matter reactor site showed a stone-built facility and fenced compound that was guarded.   Getting unseen could be tricky, unless...

"We need specific aliases in order to access that facility.  Lieutenant Padrini, think you can program those emitters to certain individuals based off a distant scan?  Or are we going to need to abduct a few specific locals?"

The scans also confirmed one other thing. "There's too much radiation to use the transporter.  It's too risky.  Lieutenant Takima, find us a suitable landing site where the shuttle can be hidden; and take us in when you are certain we won't be observed."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 18, 2021, 09:30:15 am
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

Rayek looked over the displayed images that Roberto showed the shuttle crew.  Blue skin tone and 'elvish' ears.  The universe loved diversity while at the same time being repetitious.  He nodded his agreement to Rojol's statement.  The angle of the ears was rather aesthetically pleasing.  He wondered if Tess would find them as appealing as his own?   

Dismissing that errant thought, Rayek looked over to Padrini.  "Programming the holo-emitters should be relatively straight forward. While you do that, we'll see if we can pick up any communication signal whatsoever to give the universal translator ahead start."

Scans of the anti-matter reactor site showed a stone-built facility and fenced compound that was guarded.   Getting unseen could be tricky, unless...

"We need specific aliases in order to access that facility.  Lieutenant Padrini, think you can program those emitters to certain individuals based off a distant scan?  Or are we going to need to abduct a few specific locals?"

The scans also confirmed one other thing. "There's too much radiation to use the transporter.  It's too risky.  Lieutenant Takima, find us a suitable landing site where the shuttle can be hidden; and take us in when you are certain we won't be observed."



Padrini simply nodded at Rayek's prompt to program the holo-emitters. That had been unnecessary but the doctor didn't retort this time.

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Ensign Mitumba picked up the Commander's comment about the matter of communication. "From what I see here, the language we have picked up from the broadcast earlier doesn't seem to differ from the language the people here in this century speak. I think well have a pretty good chance to work with a decent foundation for the UT, sir. I will continue to feed the computer with any communications we pick up."


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When Padrini was addressed again short time later, he glanced at Rayek over his shoulder briefly while he worked on the display that was integrated in the bulkhead. "I think I can program the emitters to pick up the facial features, but there might the chance of them looking slightly off for people who know them well because the computer will fill in gaps in the scans automatically."

It took a while but finally Roberto had a the holo emitters ready for the whole away team. "We can start with the disguises", he announced. Her started with Ensign Mitumba who looked down at his paws that weren't paws anymore but humanoid fingers. "That will need some getting used to", the Caitian growled.

Roberto looked up. "Who's next?"
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 19, 2021, 02:03:02 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

Padrini simply nodded at Rayek's prompt to program the holo-emitters. That had been unnecessary but the doctor didn't retort this time.

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Ensign Mitumba picked up the Commander's comment about the matter of communication. "From what I see here, the language we have picked up from the broadcast earlier doesn't seem to differ from the language the people here in this century speak. I think well have a pretty good chance to work with a decent foundation for the UT, sir. I will continue to feed the computer with any communications we pick up."


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When Padrini was addressed again short time later, he glanced at Rayek over his shoulder briefly while he worked on the display that was integrated in the bulkhead. "I think I can program the emitters to pick up the facial features, but there might the chance of them looking slightly off for people who know them well because the computer will fill in gaps in the scans automatically."


 

It took a while but finally Roberto had a the holo emitters ready for the whole away team. "We can start with the disguises", he announced. He started with Ensign Mitumba who looked down at his paws that weren't paws anymore but humanoid fingers. "That will need some getting used to", the Caitian growled.

Roberto looked up. "Who's next?"

Rayek nodded at Ensign Mitumba's response, glad that the language basics hadn't deviated too much between the species' present and future society.  It would make things much easier, being understood. 

Padrini's answer to his question regarding the scan requirements for the holo-emitters was less than reassuring.   While Padrini worked, Rayek weighed the risks of getting more details scans vs the risk of getting discovered once the away team was down on the planet.

"Doctor, if we get you more detailed scans of the individual while we are down on the planet, would you be able to update the emitters while we are on the surface?  Fine tuning the appearance?" Rayek asked Padrini as the doctor finished up with Mitumba and the felinoid stared down at her 'hands' commenting on getting used to them. 

To Rayek's discerning eye, the holo-image was passable at distance, but close inspection could go either way.  But further transmissions picked up from the anomaly gave Rayek a sense of urgency regarding this mission.  The disguise would have to do for now. 

One by one Rayek had the away team undergo the procedure.  They had scanned over a dozen individuals coming and going from the reactor site and it was from these scans that Padrini selected the disguise.   Some appeared to be military guards, others technicians or scientists working the facility.  Only one appeared to be in any position of authority - if the translations of the ID badge were correct. 

Rayek held off on his treatment for as long as possible in the hopes that a better match would be scanned but that didn't seem to be 'in the cards' for him.  If he wanted to have the best chance at administrative access to locate and clear the necessary areas to retrieve the probe and steal the anti-matter, he'd have to go with the scan already taken.   

Rayek moved to Padrini's treatment area and nodded his readiness as he sat in the chair.  The ever so faint smirk he saw on Padrini's expression didn't help his mood any. 

When it was over with and the emitters surgically placed under his skin so to mirror the holo-image to his movements as needed, Rayek stood up from his seat and looked himself over using his PADD's camera feature.  He'd gone from olive-tinged to a eye-catching cyan in skin color.  The slope of his ears was also notably different.  Same was true for the others as well, but what had been amusing the doctor about this holographic transformation was that Rayek was now a woman.

Interesting biological sidenote about this newly encountered species - the females had three mammary glands.


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Eager to get this mission completed so that he could ditch his disguise, Rayek asked about the preparedness of everyone, one last time.   Despite knowing his alias' gender, he was surprised to hear his voice come out the translator in a soft almost lyrical air.  This was going to take some time to get used to... Unfortunately, time was not something they had a whole lot of.   

"If you are all set Mr. Takima, take us down." Rayek ordered, trying to pitch his voice stronger and thus the translator's interpretation into a more authoritative sounding tone.  The result was passable.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 19, 2021, 07:01:46 am
(https://i.imgur.com/5aL4atn.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[Shuttle Kelso - In orbit of P-161129]


Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

Rayek nodded at Ensign Mitumba's response, glad that the language basics hadn't deviated too much between the species' present and future society.  It would make things much easier, being understood. 

Padrini's answer to his question regarding the scan requirements for the holo-emitters was less than reassuring.   While Padrini worked, Rayek weighed the risks of getting more details scans vs the risk of getting discovered once the away team was down on the planet.

"Doctor, if we get you more detailed scans of the individual while we are down on the planet, would you be able to update the emitters while we are on the surface?  Fine tuning the appearance?" Rayek asked Padrini as the doctor finished up with Mitumba and the felinoid stared down at her 'hands' commenting on getting used to them. 

To Rayek's discerning eye, the holo-image was passable at distance, but close inspection could go either way.  But further transmissions picked up from the anomaly gave Rayek a sense of urgency regarding this mission.  The disguise would have to do for now. 

One by one Rayek had the away team undergo the procedure.  They had scanned over a dozen individuals coming and going from the reactor site and it was from these scans that Padrini selected the disguise.   Some appeared to be military guards, others technicians or scientists working the facility.  Only one appeared to be in any position of authority - if the translations of the ID badge were correct. 

Rayek held off on his treatment for as long as possible in the hopes that a better match would be scanned but that didn't seem to be 'in the cards' for him.  If he wanted to have the best chance at administrative access to locate and clear the necessary areas to retrieve the probe and steal the anti-matter, he'd have to go with the scan already taken.   

Rayek moved to Padrini's treatment area and nodded his readiness as he sat in the chair.  The ever so faint smirk he saw on Padrini's expression didn't help his mood any. 

When it was over with and the emitters surgically placed under his skin so to mirror the holo-image to his movements as needed, Rayek stood up from his seat and looked himself over using his PADD's camera feature.  He'd gone from olive-tinged to a eye-catching cyan in skin color.  The slope of his ears was also notably different.  Same was true for the others as well, but what had been amusing the doctor about this holographic transformation was that Rayek was now a woman.

Interesting biological sidenote about this newly encountered species - the females had three mammary glands.

Eager to get this mission completed so that he could ditch his disguise, Rayek asked about the preparedness of everyone, one last time.   Despite knowing his alias' gender, he was surprised to hear his voice come out the translator in a soft almost lyrical air.  This was going to take some time to get used to... Unfortunately, time was not something they had a whole lot of.   

"If you are all set Mr. Takima, take us down." Rayek ordered, trying to pitch his voice stronger and thus the translator's interpretation into a more authoritative sounding tone.  The result was passable.



As soon as the emitter did their thing to disguise Rayek - as a three-breasted woman - Roberto had a hard time controlling himself not laugh out loud at the hilarious sight. It became even worse when Rayek started to speak and a female melodic voice came out of him.

What made it funniest to Roberto though was the fact that it was very obvious that the Romulan hated it.

After every person of the away team was provided with the holo emitters, Roberto turned back to the panel to finally answer Rayek's question. "I think so", he replied as he called up the data one by one. "However, the adjustments I can make are limited. But it should be perfectly okay."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 19, 2021, 07:29:06 pm
[Kelso shuttle]

Well this mission was not going exactly the way they wanted. The blonde hair Romulan was surprise that they will have to land the shuttle down on the surface. He was carefully trying to land the shuttle and pray that nobody was looking up at the sky, even if it was dark or light. There was that small chance someone could be there.

When Takima turned saw the Commander with his female with three breasts. He smirked as he held his hand up to cover the grin on his face. He replied with a squeaky voice, “Yes, ma’am,” then he broke into laughter, every time he stop he looked which made him laugh more. This took a few minutes or five minutes. Tears had rolled down his cheeks and he was holding onto his side because he was hurting from to much laugh.

“My my first mission I am dying from laughter,” he giggled more. He could not help slapping the console with his hands. He sat back and then peeked with his eyes again. “Can’t stop!”

Eventually he did stop and landed the shuttle down, “i take the technician please...” he then turned to Rayek. He giggled again, that when he turned his upper body, Then he turned around and try to look serious.

By the time they are ready to go, Rojol lost his giggle attack.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 20, 2021, 12:26:03 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

Rayek had hoped that the officers selected for the away mission would be professional about their disguises.  Evidently he was wrong.   Lieutenant Takima couldn't stop laughing. 

Normally, Rayek was a master at non-verbal intimidation, likely gained from his time amid the Tal'Shiar.   A glare and pointed folding of his arms in disapproval or threat was a simple matter to have lower ranks fall into line (or coerce a confession from an interrogated prisoner).  Not now however.  His glare only brought mirth every time the pilot looked his way.   

Rayek tried to fold his arms - to show his displeasure, but the enlarged chest region had the posture feeling rather odd and the Commander quickly lowered his arms to his side in frustration.   What was worse, was the more the Lieutenant laughed, the harder it was to not join in as well - but he managed not to.  For a while there, as Takima was bringing them in to land under the cover of night down into a small clearing along the edge of a ravine, Rayek worried that the man's mirth might cause a crash - but the pilot brought them down and landed the shuttle expertly.

"Get it out your system.  A reaction like that could break our disguise." he grumbled but of course it came out sounding so much less harsh that he intended through the translator, as this particular woman's voice just didn't have the qualities that Rayek associated with leadership.    How she ever made it into an authoritative administration role was a wonder to the Romulan.

Eventually the laughter did stop and Rojol and even Padrini were both fitted with the holo-emitters of their own - male of course.  Rayek's scan was the only female. 

Once landed, Rayek had Mitumba set up an alert-system through the scanners to forewarn if the individuals they were impersonating were to return within a couple kilometers of the facility.  At present, all those who had left had traveled to the nearby town 10 kilometers away.  They should be gone until morning, but Rayek wanted to be prepared in case someone unexpectedly returned.

With contingencies in place Rayek led the way to the facility stealthily.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 20, 2021, 10:43:21 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[Shuttle Kelso -  in orbit of P-161129]

While Padrini found it funny what the Commander looked like, he had not expected such hysterical laughter. He chuckled along a litte and then went on to turn himself into a person looking like one of the locals.

He was pretty satisfied with the appearance and grabbed his tricorder and PADD which he put into the pockets of the suit. The device contained the configuration of the holo projectors so he could tweak them a little if needed.

With everyone ready to go, Padrini left the shuttle with the group. He's never been on an away mission like this and while it was exciting it was also a little scary. He also feared that the Romulan pilot might start to giggle again suddenly in a critical moment.


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They could see the facility in the distance as they came up to the compound. In a brick cabin a man looked at them as they neared the gate. Padrini held his breath involuntarily. Would the disguise work well enough? Nervously Roberto glanced at Rayek.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 20, 2021, 10:39:40 pm
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[Shuttle Kelso -  in orbit of P-161129]

While Padrini found it funny what the Commander looked like, he had not expected such hysterical laughter. He chuckled along a litte and then went on to turn himself into a person looking like one of the locals.

He was pretty satisfied with the appearance and grabbed his tricorder and PADD which he put into the pockets of the suit. The device contained the configuration of the holo projectors so he could tweak them a little if needed.

With everyone ready to go, Padrini left the shuttle with the group. He's never been on an away mission like this and while it was exciting it was also a little scary. He also feared that the Romulan pilot might start to giggle again suddenly in a critical moment.


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They could see the facility in the distance as they came up to the compound. In a brick cabin a man looked at them as they neared the gate. Padrini held his breath involuntarily. Would the disguise work well enough? Nervously Roberto glanced at Rayek.

 (https://i.imgur.com/Nr46MSE.png?1)

First in the shuttle, Takima just could not help laugh more when Rayek try cross his arms and his female voice just made him laugh more.

Anyhow Rojol had chosen Technician and he was surrounded by his appearance of a man who had this boyish look with big ears. He gawked at himself in the mirror. “Big ears, look at them!” he had moved his hands about. “Not ginger too!” then he stood aside to try to look at the profile of his body. “Nice. No boobs....” he snickered. Then he saw this individual had a boyish expressions which had made Rojol accept the character of a happy go technician.

Then he turned his back to the mirror and look over his back. “Wow, this looks great!”

Then he spun to look at his face again and his body. “Hey not bad looking either! Slender. Tall. Good looking for a blue skin. And This neck thingy!” yes. That was directed at Rayek. He could not understand this tie on his neck.

With energy of his looks, Rojol quickly moved out of the shuttle. “And it's dark as dark,” he said as he was looking. For fun he stuck his tongue out to taste the air. Then he swiped his index finger to his tongue. “Taste like air and the wind is that direction,” he grinned goofy. It was amazing how fun he was having. Dressing up was fun.

“Sooo. Let's go shall we!” he exclaimed. This was something he had to try. Cause he used to play with his parents clothes when he was young. So he was glad he had this fun part of him in him.

As they walked on he had check the shuttle to see it was blending in. “Think blend and you shall,” he waved his hand at the shuttle. “Oh only it's that easy!”

They came to a building and a man. “Oooh. I hope we fit in...” so he waved the man too. “Hullo there my good fellow!”

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 21, 2021, 12:57:39 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Shuttle Kelso - in orbit of P-161129]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[Shuttle Kelso -  in orbit of P-161129]

While Padrini found it funny what the Commander looked like, he had not expected such hysterical laughter. He chuckled along a litte and then went on to turn himself into a person looking like one of the locals.

He was pretty satisfied with the appearance and grabbed his tricorder and PADD which he put into the pockets of the suit. The device contained the configuration of the holo projectors so he could tweak them a little if needed.

With everyone ready to go, Padrini left the shuttle with the group. He's never been on an away mission like this and while it was exciting it was also a little scary. He also feared that the Romulan pilot might start to giggle again suddenly in a critical moment.


(https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/b/historic-late-th-century-city-hall-building-augusta-me-currently-residential-facility-bank-kennebec-river-usa-june-214688743.jpg)

They could see the facility in the distance as they came up to the compound. In a brick cabin a man looked at them as they neared the gate. Padrini held his breath involuntarily. Would the disguise work well enough? Nervously Roberto glanced at Rayek.
(https://i.imgur.com/Nr46MSE.png?1)

First in the shuttle, Takima just could not help laugh more when Rayek try cross his arms and his female voice just made him laugh more.

Anyhow Rojol had chosen Technician and he was surrounded by his appearance of a man who had this boyish look with big ears. He gawked at himself in the mirror. “Big ears, look at them!” he had moved his hands about. “Not ginger too!” then he stood aside to try to look at the profile of his body. “Nice. No boobs....” he snickered. Then he saw this individual had a boyish expressions which had made Rojol accept the character of a happy go technician.

Then he turned his back to the mirror and look over his back. “Wow, this looks great!”

Then he spun to look at his face again and his body. “Hey not bad looking either! Slender. Tall. Good looking for a blue skin. And This neck thingy!” yes. That was directed at Rayek. He could not understand this tie on his neck.

With energy of his looks, Rojol quickly moved out of the shuttle. “And it's dark as dark,” he said as he was looking. For fun he stuck his tongue out to taste the air. Then he swiped his index finger to his tongue. “Taste like air and the wind is that direction,” he grinned goofy. It was amazing how fun he was having. Dressing up was fun.

“Sooo. Let's go shall we!” he exclaimed. This was something he had to try. Cause he used to play with his parents clothes when he was young. So he was glad he had this fun part of him in him.

As they walked on he had check the shuttle to see it was blending in. “Think blend and you shall,” he waved his hand at the shuttle. “Oh only it's that easy!”

They came to a building and a man. “Oooh. I hope we fit in...” so he waved the man too. “Hullo there my good fellow!”

The sudden spike in energy and talkativeness from the disguised flight lieutenant, as the away team prepared to depart the shuttle and afterwards during their walk towards the facility, had Rayek wondering if this was Rojol's actual personality during his downtime on the ship or had something gone wrong with the medical procedure?   That he didn't know Rojol's 'downtime' personality at all, annoyed Rayek.  He used to be far more connected to the other officers under his command when he was Executive officer of Katra.

To be certain that there wasn't a problem, Rayek casually walked alongside the disguised Padrini to question the doctor.  The Italian man's altered appearance with the enlarge mustache was an improvement -  Rayek thought as he leaned in towards the medical officer.

"Padrini," he whispered trying to keep their conversation from Takima's finely attuned Romulan hearing, as they walked. "Any chance the emitter surgery is the cause for Takima's sudden boisterous personality?" 

Yet even as he asked, Rayek recalled a few other times when the pilot simply spoke his mind, uncensored, during briefings.  Maybe this was the pilot's personality after all?  Rayek looked back towards the disguised Takima and let out a slight sigh, before muttering back to Padrini. "Nevermind.  Let's hope he doesn't draw too much attention our way."

That last comment seemed to be a 'dare' to the Universe because that is exactly what seemed to be coming as Takima called out a greeting towards the security at the guard house.  Alert for trouble, Rayek didn't miss noting Padrini's avatar looking his way nervously.  Mitumba seemed to be hanging back, Rayek suspected the Caitian being ready to spring into action should things become confrontational.

"Why hello there, yourself Haldane." the guard called back amicably enough towards Rojol's avatar, raising a hand in answering welcome at the hello, but his expression remained somewhat puzzled as he looked over the others.  "What brings you all back?  You're not on tonight's shift.  Is there something going on?"

It was exactly for a moment like this that Rayek had opted for the role of someone in leadership.  His brief study of the culture through the sensor scans on the flight over seemed to indicate that the headband that Rayek's avatar wore was a symbol of authority.  Rayek took advantage of this now.

He stepped forward cutting in front of the guard - interrupting the man's conversation with Rojol's avatar, Haldane.

"There's no time for pleasantries or questions!" he snapped, and was inwardly happy when the urgency he was trying to project seemed to come through the Universal Translator properly despite the feminine voice, as guard suddenly jolted to stiff attention and focused his gaze on Rayek.

"Yes, of course Director Quinley."

Rayek continued on, as if not hearing the man.  "I need you and all others to clear the building and vicinity. Immediately."

Seeing confusion on the guard's expression and the man about to open his mouth to ask the obvious of question 'why', Rayek interrupted again.  "I said there is no time for questions.  If you need to ask you clearly don't have the authorization to know! Just do as I instructed!"   

Then not waiting for the man to recover his wits, Rayek motioned to the others to follow, and strode on past the guard house and towards the main facility.  He just hoped that during those last crucial steps to get them inside the building he didn't trip up on the very uncomfortable shoes that Director Quinley wore.

 
 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 21, 2021, 08:33:45 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Roberto didn't have much to do with Rojol so he wasn't sure if the Romulan always behaved that oddly. While normally he wouldn't have thought much of it, right now it was concerning. He half wished he would have a hypo with him with a tranquilizer to turn the man off should he endanger them and blow their cover.

He noticed that tr'Lhoell fell back and was now walking beside him, asking him if the odd behaviour had something to do with the holo projectors. The female voice was very irritating. At Rayek's question, Roberto gave the Romulan a confused look. "It's just tiny projectors beneath his skin, I didn't put any in his brain", he muttered. At Rayek's further comment Padrini nodded. "I hope so too."

When they finally arrived at the gate, the tension was gone for a moment when the guard responded amicably to Takima's carefree greeting. For once Padrini was glad that Rayek handled the situation so swiftly and dominantly so soon they found themselves passing the gate and approaching the facility.

So far, so good.





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NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

After he made sure that no one was close by to see it, Mitumba secretly did a quick scan with the tricorder to get their bearings. "The probe is in that building", he pointed at the facility in front of them. "Left wing, top floor. The reactor is ..." he squinted his eyes a little. "It's underground, about 500 meters in that direction." He pointed at a spot behind the building where only lawn and a couple of trees were.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on October 21, 2021, 07:10:10 pm
The hologram disguise had helped Rojol to some of his old self. The young Romulan male was not completely who he is. Just as like the true name he had not shown his self. Funny it was not planned but executed by choosing who he can trust. As far he was in his journey by age he has nobody to trust yet.

Rayek was playing lead. Rojol, aka Haldane which Rojol had mental noted that they knew who there were. Which was strange indeed. Wonder if they knew they were coming or they found a way into their computer systems put their names.

As they got the chance Rojol piped up. “We got names which I did not know. But that fella over there knew who we are...quiet strange indeed, eh?” he winked.

“Can we go in. I got much work to do..I mean we all do...” he said as he was walking toward the door. He was playing the bash hero of himself. He was feeling more himself. He had to tell himself this was a mission and it was real. It was far from a holodeck,

Since he learn about Rayek telepathy ability he had been meditating to practice block empathy and telepathy out of his head. He had read on some species who had done these rituals. There was no proof these meditating technique worked. He just did not want the commander going his thoughts. They are privacy. Like many Romulans are like.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 22, 2021, 11:42:04 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Roberto didn't have much to do with Rojol so he wasn't sure if the Romulan always behaved that oddly. While normally he wouldn't have thought much of it, right now it was concerning. He half wished he would have a hypo with him with a tranquilizer to turn the man off should he endanger them and blow their cover.

He noticed that tr'Lhoell fell back and was now walking beside him, asking him if the odd behaviour had something to do with the holo projectors. The female voice was very irritating. At Rayek's question, Roberto gave the Romulan a confused look. "It's just tiny projectors beneath his skin, I didn't put any in his brain", he muttered. At Rayek's further comment Padrini nodded. "I hope so too."

When they finally arrived at the gate, the tension was gone for a moment when the guard responded amicably to Takima's carefree greeting. For once Padrini was glad that Rayek handled the situation so swiftly and dominantly so soon they found themselves passing the gate and approaching the facility.

So far, so good.


(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

After he made sure that no one was close by to see it, Mitumba secretly did a quick scan with the tricorder to get their bearings. "The probe is in that building", he pointed at the facility in front of them. "Left wing, top floor. The reactor is ..." he squinted his eyes a little. "It's underground, about 500 meters in that direction." He pointed at a spot behind the building where only lawn and a couple of trees were.

The hologram disguise had helped Rojol to some of his old self. The young Romulan male was not completely who he is. Just as like the true name he had not shown his self. Funny it was not planned but executed by choosing who he can trust. As far he was in his journey by age he has nobody to trust yet.

Rayek was playing lead. Rojol, aka Haldane which Rojol had mental noted that they knew who there were. Which was strange indeed. Wonder if they knew they were coming or they found a way into their computer systems put their names.

As they got the chance Rojol piped up. “We got names which I did not know. But that fella over there knew who we are...quiet strange indeed, eh?” he winked.

“Can we go in. I got much work to do..I mean we all do...” he said as he was walking toward the door. He was playing the bash hero of himself. He was feeling more himself. He had to tell himself this was a mission and it was real. It was far from a holodeck,

Since he learn about Rayek telepathy ability he had been meditating to practice block empathy and telepathy out of his head. He had read on some species who had done these rituals. There was no proof these meditating technique worked. He just did not want the commander going his thoughts. They are privacy. Like many Romulans are like.

Having managed to make it inside the building without being challenged (or tripping on the elevated shoes that it seemed was in fashion for women on this planet), Rayek looked over to Mitumba's holographic projection - yet another male with a rather large, well-groomed mustache (a trait Rayek found himself mildly envious of since despite his best attempt in trying to please Tess, the Romulan seemed unable to grow more than the scruffiest of facial hair) - as the disguised Caitian indicated where each of the mission goals were located.   Two opposing thoughts vied for supremacy in Rayek's mind.  Split the team and attain both goals at the same time versus keep together and tackle one goal at a time.  It was Rojol's apparent over-eagerness to press on that decided Rayek.   

"We stick together and work as a team." he announced quietly to the group, drawing them off to the side to speak privately, even as an alarm bell was being sounded from the guard house outside and the building began to evacuate.  "Our first priority is to tag the probe with an isolinear tag so that once we have the antimatter sealed away and the radiation levels compensated for, we can use the transporters to retrieve it."

Each member of the away team, as part of their 'gear', had been given two isolinear tags - to aid in getting a transporter lock on whatever target they placed the tag on - ideally one for them and one for the probe if they were alone and came across it.   In addition, Rayek  carried with him, in his persona's shoulder bag, a pattern enhancer and the smallest magnetic bottle that the shuttle's replicators had on file.  The bottle could contain 1.2 kilograms of antimatter.  From Rayek's study of the probe, it only held a fraction of that amount antimatter, thus the bottle should be large enough. 

Turning to address the ensign, Rayek gave a nod to acknowledge the man's good work. "While we head up to the top floor..." Rayek motioned briefly towards the entrance hall's staircase, which despite the late hour had a dozens of people descending from the upper floors.  "Try to find us an entrance to the underground bunker.  Is it through basement of this building or some other hidden entrance outside?"

Rayek then began to lead the way up to the top floor - left wing.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 24, 2021, 02:22:03 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Roberto and Mitumba both followed Rayek to the side and leaned forward a little as they listened for what the Commander was saying in his lowered voice. The mentioning of the radiation prompted Roberto to speak up.

"The people here must have a natural immunity to radiation. Otherwise, it is inexplicable to me how they could live with it for so long. The field generated by the holo-projectors protects us from the radiation for a while, but not for long. We should hurry in any case", warned the doctor.

At Rayek's instructions for Mitumba, the Caitian nodded. "I'll begin scanning immediately."


As they made their way into the building and up to the floor - by now, everyone had left the building - Mitumba started to scan the vicinity, still cautious that a stranger might appear and see the tricorder. When they finally entered the lab at the top floor, Roberto looked around cautiously but the room was empty.

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"There", Roberto said and pointed at the far corner of the room. On the floor there sat the probe and took up the majority of the huge room's space. As he let his gaze wander for a bit, he marveled abput the ancient looking instruments. "It's amazing what they could do with these primitive contraptions, if you think about it", he muttered more to himself.

"Commander", Mitumba spoke up quietly as he lifted his gaze from the tricorder. "The only way to get to the anti-matter reactor is via this building. They seem to have added a passage outgoing from the basement subsequently." He paused. "It is very likely the entrance to that section is extra secured."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 24, 2021, 01:23:43 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Roberto and Mitumba both followed Rayek to the side and leaned forward a little as they listened for what the Commander was saying in his lowered voice. The mentioning of the radiation prompted Roberto to speak up.

"The people here must have a natural immunity to radiation. Otherwise, it is inexplicable to me how they could live with it for so long. The field generated by the holo-projectors protects us from the radiation for a while, but not for long. We should hurry in any case", warned the doctor.

At Rayek's instructions for Mitumba, the Caitian nodded. "I'll begin scanning immediately."


As they made their way into the building and up to the floor - by now, everyone had left the building - Mitumba started to scan the vicinity, still cautious that a stranger might appear and see the tricorder. When they finally entered the lab at the top floor, Roberto looked around cautiously but the room was empty.

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"There", Roberto said and pointed at the far corner of the room. On the floor there sat the probe and took up the majority of the huge room's space. As he let his gaze wander for a bit, he marveled about the ancient looking instruments. "It's amazing what they could do with these primitive contraptions, if you think about it", he muttered more to himself.

"Commander", Mitumba spoke up quietly as he lifted his gaze from the tricorder. "The only way to get to the anti-matter reactor is via this building. They seem to have added a passage outgoing from the basement subsequently." He paused. "It is very likely the entrance to that section is extra secured."

Rayek had also spotted the probe even as Roberto pointed it out to the group.  The Romulan Commander approached it carefully, alert for any trap or alert mechanisms, but it seemed that while it was being kept in a 'secure' facility the need for such traps was either not deemed needed or beyond the experience of these people.   Rayek was able to approach unhindered and after a quick check over the device to be sure all the parts were accounted for beyond the actual antimatter fuel, he placed his spare isolinear tag on the probe in an discreet hidden spot marking it for transporter pick up by the shuttle once they had the antimatter sealed away and the radiation leak stopped.

When Padrini remarked quietly about the primitive lab, Rayek once more glanced about this time it wasn't to assess for threats but to take in the ingenuity of this new species.   That they had managed to reverse engineer an antimatter reactor from the engine of the probe was something rather impressive - especially at this early stage of industrial development.  They had skipped an entire century of technological growth by this accidental encounter.  Rayek wondered if the cultural damage might still be too far gone since he didn't know of one instance where it was possible to remain static after having learned something was possible. 

"Yeah, it is remarkable." he agreed. 

Before he could comment more, Mitumba spoke up announcing that their access to the antimatter was located through the basement.  Rayek was tempted to leave someone behind to guard the probe lest one of the locals return despite the alarm to secure their foreign prize.

But the final words from the Caitian, meant that they might need to gain entrance by force. In which case, numbers could mean success.  Rayek nodded his acknowledgement of the report then pulled out his commbadge from where he'd hidden it at the cuff of his avatar's dress sleeve. 

It was risky to make a comm call in the chance that it was intercepted but Rayek felt he needed to inform Tess and the Amalthea that the probe had been successfully tagged.  He tapped the comm at his wrist then spoke hating the way his voice came out sounding.  No doubt it would raise a few eyebrows on the Bridge.

=/\="Away team to Amalthea.  Primary target has been tagged - proceeding to secondary objective. tr'Lhoell out." =/\=  He kept his call short with very little details  in the chance that it was intercepted.  Rayek knew the future society had extensive communications, so it was possible they might intercept the comm through the temporal anomaly.  The last thing Rayek wanted to do was disrupt the society more.

After making his call, Rayek, following the directions given him by Mitumba, led the way down to the basement.  During the quick pace down the several flights of stairs from the top floor to the basement they encountered no one at all.  The building had been evacuated by all but themselves.  However, when they reached the basement, that was no longer the case.
 

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A wrought iron gate and steel door and blocked their route forward.  Well, actually, both the gate and door were presently open likely due to the evacuation, but were guarded by a very tense individual who at their approach laid a hand on their sidearm.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 26, 2021, 05:44:06 am
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess' lip was a deep red color from biting on it nervously. Only when the Ops station called out that the shuttle had landed safely on the suface did she relax a little bit. In the back of her mind, the concern still lingered for another sabotage on the shuttle. As yet the security team had not reported back from their task of checking the safety protocols for the remote access on the shuttles. So more patience was needed there.

The other thing Tess' mind was busy with was having an eye - or rather an ear - on the future civilization. They were still intercepting their broadcast. From that they would need to try and anticipate the moment they would move from talking to action.

She hoped Rayek and his team would be able to go through their plan swiftly and without any problems, though she expected it to be quite difficult.

=/\="Away team to Amalthea.  Primary target has been tagged - proceeding to secondary objective. tr'Lhoell out." =/\= 

The briefest of calls came in and momentarily Tess was taken aback by the unfamiliar voice speaking. For a split second she thought it might have been another broadcasted message coming from the future people, but that was not possible since it started with the person identifying herself with being part of the away team. It was possible that the persona Rayek was displaying was that of a woman in which case the tech would adjust the voice accordingly. But even with the confirmation by the mention of the name at the end Tess wasn't ready to fully believe it to be her husband. Maybe his constant wariness was rubbing off on her. She looked to the Ops Officer.

"Can you confirm the origin?"

The young Ensign who was sitting there now after Wessex had left snapped out of his confusion. "Uh, yes Sir. The call came from Commander tr'Lhoell's comm badge."

Tess was satisfied for now. And she couldn't help a small giggle escaping her as she thought of Rayek being stuck with that persona. "Acknowledge the call. Make sure it won't be intercepted by the future people", she told him, then made a quick calculation while the Ensign did so. If they worked in the pace they had until now, she probably could expect the away team back at the ship in the next half hour. That would exceed the caculations she had set in her mind.




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(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Rayek had also spotted the probe even as Roberto pointed it out to the group.  The Romulan Commander approached it carefully, alert for any trap or alert mechanisms, but it seemed that while it was being kept in a 'secure' facility the need for such traps was either not deemed needed or beyond the experience of these people.   Rayek was able to approach unhindered and after a quick check over the device to be sure all the parts were accounted for beyond the actual antimatter fuel, he placed his spare isolinear tag on the probe in an discreet hidden spot marking it for transporter pick up by the shuttle once they had the antimatter sealed away and the radiation leak stopped.

When Padrini remarked quietly about the primitive lab, Rayek once more glanced about this time it wasn't to assess for threats but to take in the ingenuity of this new species.   That they had managed to reverse engineer an antimatter reactor from the engine of the probe was something rather impressive - especially at this early stage of industrial development.  They had skipped an entire century of technological growth by this accidental encounter.  Rayek wondered if the cultural damage might still be too far gone since he didn't know of one instance where it was possible to remain static after having learned something was possible. 

"Yeah, it is remarkable." he agreed. 

Before he could comment more, Mitumba spoke up announcing that their access to the antimatter was located through the basement.  Rayek was tempted to leave someone behind to guard the probe lest one of the locals return despite the alarm to secure their foreign prize.

But the final words from the Caitian, meant that they might need to gain entrance by force. In which case, numbers could mean success.  Rayek nodded his acknowledgement of the report then pulled out his commbadge from where he'd hidden it at the cuff of his avatar's dress sleeve. 

It was risky to make a comm call in the chance that it was intercepted but Rayek felt he needed to inform Tess and the Amalthea that the probe had been successfully tagged.  He tapped the comm at his wrist then spoke hating the way his voice came out sounding.  No doubt it would raise a few eyebrows on the Bridge.

=/\="Away team to Amalthea.  Primary target has been tagged - proceeding to secondary objective. tr'Lhoell out." =/\=  He kept his call short with very little details  in the chance that it was intercepted.  Rayek knew the future society had extensive communications, so it was possible they might intercept the comm through the temporal anomaly.  The last thing Rayek wanted to do was disrupt the society more.

After making his call, Rayek, following the directions given him by Mitumba, led the way down to the basement.  During the quick pace down the several flights of stairs from the top floor to the basement they encountered no one at all.  The building had been evacuated by all but themselves.  However, when they reached the basement, that was no longer the case.
 

(https://i.imgur.com/M9NMKBj.jpg)


A wrought iron gate and steel door and blocked their route forward.  Well, actually, both the gate and door were presently open likely due to the evacuation, but were guarded by a very tense individual who at their approach laid a hand on their sidearm.

Mitumba led them down to the basement to the correct corridor that led to the area where the antimatter reactor was hidden. Before the Caitian noticed the reading of a person in that corridor and could point that out, it was already too late.

"What are you doing here?", the guard demanded to know gruffly. "This building has been evacuated, I must ask you to leave at once!"

Mitumba stopped along with Padrini. Either that guard didn't recognize the director or he just didn't care. As the scientist both in and out of character, the Caitian took a step forward to offer an explanation. It looked like this guard here wouldn't let himself be run over by a firm tone of orders. "We know that. We are here to correct the reason for the evacuation. The reactor is leaking dangerous radiation. Everyone staying in the vicinity of it will suffer certain death." Mitumba hoped he remembered Terran history correctly. Radiation had only been discovered in the latest 19th century. The Caitian hoped that the guard was aware of the dangers of radiation.

It didn't seem so. The guard laughed out loud. "Radiation, huh? I was here the whole day already and as you can see, I'm looking in the pink. Leave now."

Padrini grimaced unwillingly. Mitumba must have been distracted by something else when he had mentioned that the people here seemed to be immune to radiation. Otherwise they would have been noticed something dangerous coming from the material they were using here already. Once more he wished he would have taken a hypospray with him. But without it they were forced to fight with him.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 27, 2021, 09:55:24 pm
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Underground corridor]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Mitumba led them down to the basement to the correct corridor that led to the area where the antimatter reactor was hidden. Before the Caitian noticed the reading of a person in that corridor and could point that out, it was already too late.

"What are you doing here?", the guard demanded to know gruffly. "This building has been evacuated, I must ask you to leave at once!"

Mitumba stopped along with Padrini. Either that guard didn't recognize the director or he just didn't care. As the scientist both in and out of character, the Caitian took a step forward to offer an explanation. It looked like this guard here wouldn't let himself be run over by a firm tone of orders. "We know that. We are here to correct the reason for the evacuation. The reactor is leaking dangerous radiation. Everyone staying in the vicinity of it will suffer certain death." Mitumba hoped he remembered Terran history correctly. Radiation had only been discovered in the latest 19th century. The Caitian hoped that the guard was aware of the dangers of radiation.

It didn't seem so. The guard laughed out loud. "Radiation, huh? I was here the whole day already and as you can see, I'm looking in the pink. Leave now."

Padrini grimaced unwillingly. Mitumba must have been distracted by something else when he had mentioned that the people here seemed to be immune to radiation. Otherwise they would have been noticed something dangerous coming from the material they were using here already. Once more he wished he would have taken a hypospray with him. But without it they were forced to fight with him.

Listening to Mitumba attempt to reason and talk their way past the guard, after the disguise of the director was not recognized or acknowledged, Rayek considered the various options left to gain entrance.   He noted peripherally, a slight tensing in Padrini’s holo-image stance, as the doctor seemed to prepare for physical combat.   
Rayek hoped the situation would not devolve that far.  Stepping forward slowly so as not alarm the guard into discharging his firearm though the gun’s muzzle did train on, Rayek attempted to see if he could be any more convincing.

”Regardless of your current good health, this radiation is a serious threat and needs to be dealt with immediately.  Now, I suggest you confirm our identities against those allowed access, and then stand aside and let us do our job!”  Once more Rayek made sure to over emphasize his annoyed tone so that it would transfer properly through the feminine voice.

The guard for the first time seemed to notice the woman in the midst of the three men.  How she could be missed was a mystery to Rayek.     ”Oh… so you must be Director  Quinley, right? “ the guard questioned with a frown, clearly not liking his authority being one-upped.   ”Bisley said that you were the one who called this evacuation.”

Rayek nodded with an air of confidence. ”I am – and I did.” He suspected Bisley was the guard whom they had encountered outside at the guardhouse. 

”Well, I guess that exempts you from the evacuation.” the guard muttered unhappily as he lowered the muzzle of his gun towards the floor finally pointing it away from Rayek.   ”Okay - state the passphrase and then I can let you through.”

Passphrase?  Fvadt!  There was no way their scans could know such a thing was needed.   

With the guard’s gun lowered there was a greater chance of charging the man before he could fire off a shot, but it was still risky.   If the away team with him had Lieutenant Loxis, or any of the security department for that matter, Rayek wouldn’t have hesitated to be confrontational - but he honestly had never seen Padrini, much less Takima or Mitumba in any sort of combat situation.  It would then fall entirely to him to take on the guard.

Normally, Rayek would be up for such a task, but he was just coming off of an injury that had him on bedrest for a week.  The Romulan knew he wasn’t in top physical form.    Hell, technically he was supposed to be on ‘light-duty’.   An errant thought crossed his mind then if that was the reason why Padrini had joined the away team… to keep an eye on his patient.   Dismissing the thought Rayek turned his attention to the problem at hand.   How to figure out what the correct passphrase was?

”Oh yes, of course.  One moment -  I have a terrible memory for such things.”  Rayek lied, as he hedged for time.

Of course, Rayek had a solution – his telepathy - but was it ethically the right thing to do?  Did the benefit of not having to physically confront the guard, make up for the infringement of the man’s mind to gain the knowledge of what the passphrase was? The Romulan glanced back towards Padrini, knowing the doctor would be the one that denounced his action the most if he did it without the man’s ‘buy-in’.    Making sure he had Padrini’s attention, Rayek tapped his own temple, looking to the doctor meaningfully.

”It’s right there…  just at the edge of my mind.  It’s like I just need to reach out and grasp it.   You know what I mean, right?”  Rayek questioned the doctor pointedly.   He would leave it to Padrini to decide their course of action - see how he fared with such a moral dilemma.

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 28, 2021, 04:52:14 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini follewed the conversation with the guard tensly. He wasn't sure where this would end up but it seemed almost unavoidable to use force. Then things turned for the better when the guard recognized the persona Rayek was displaying. Good. Roberto prepared himself to finally enter the section where the anitmatter reactor was and almost overheard the guard's demand for a password. Crap.

He glanced over to the Romulan who, Roberto noted, was very proficient in acting - to use another word for lying.

Suddenly he noticed that Rayek was looking directly at him while subtly making references to his mental ability. Mitumba most likely would know about it since Rayek made his ability public to the crew, but he doubted that he would pick up on the hint the Commander was providing now. It was meant for him. For split second, Roberto found himself wondering why Rayek made a point in almost outright asking him. Rayek had been open to him about his ability but Roberto thought it was only expediency that made him do that. Just like now it was just expediency to later have a point at this situation to proove how 'honest' he was about it now. Or did he want to push the weight of decion-making onto him? Ha! You wish.

However, as much as Roberto didn't want to make it easy for Rayek, the alternative meant fighting their way through. While they outnumbered the sole guard, he was the one with a weapon. Besides the risk of getting actually hurt or worse, there was the danger of the holo projector failing which would cause more damage than there already was.

Holding Rayek's gaze, Roberto looked extremely sternly back to Rayek through the eyes of his persona. He didn't like the situation he had brought him in, he was the Commanding officer after all, he should be making the decisions. Coward. "Yes ...", he finally answered slowly, giving Rayek a . "I know exactly what you mean." He left it at that and let Rayek make his decision on his own.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 29, 2021, 09:45:11 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Underground corridor]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Holding Rayek's gaze, Roberto looked extremely stern back to Rayek through the eyes of his persona. He didn't like the situation he had brought him in, he was the Commanding officer after all, he should be making the decisions. Coward. "Yes ...", he finally answered slowly, giving Rayek a "I know exactly what you mean." He left it at that and let Rayek make his decision on his own.

The stern stare he received back prompted a slight smirk from Rayek.   'Such decision-making wasn't so black or white, was it?'  This was definitely one of those grey areas that in the past Rayek's former self would have acted on without hesitation.  Hell, it could have been full on 'in the black' and Rayek's Tal'Shiar training would have still had him go in and not only retrieve the information needed, he would have incapacitated the man from within. 

But Rayek was no longer THAT man.  His time spent amid the Federation and his desire to prove himself to Tess meant that Rayek was far more considerate of others now.  He would just slip in, find the information he needed and slip out.  If there were social repercussions to his decision to use his telepathy this way, well, he'd just have to deal with that afterwards... though it definitely helped knowing that even Padrini hadn't had an easy choice of it.

Decision made, Rayek turned back towards the guard who in the intervening time as Rayek feigned a momentary loss of recall, had raised his firearm once more suspiciously. 

Using his ability, Rayek focused his mind on the once more alert guard.  There was a momentary resistance, a natural mental barrier that Rayek pushed through to reach the guards surface thoughts.   Out loud Rayek prompted for those thoughts to center on the the passphrase.  "Oh my - what was that code again?"

And there it was! A simple yet exotic phrase that would prove that Rayek or rather his persona as Director Quinley, had permission to access the underground facility beyond.   

"Oh yes! I remember now... 'The future is in our grasp - as the winds of change are upon us.'"

Yet even as he spoke from the corner of his eye Rayek noted rapid movement.  With his mind immersed in that of the guard's, Rayek could 'see' the persona that overlapped Takima rushing forward.  The guard's thoughts, training and instincts were to defend with lethal force. A single shot rang out loudly in the underground corridor, before the sound of a body hitting the ground followed.




(ooc I was given direction from Takima's player to have his character attempt to knock out the guard.)
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 30, 2021, 03:54:41 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini narrowed his eyes as he noticed the smirk on the female face of Rayek's persona. It was not an amused smirk but a condescending one. Roberto's face darkened as he tried to guess what the Romulan was thinking but that moment ended when Rayek turned away, focusing his attention back on the guard. Shortly after, it became clear what Rayek had chosen to do. Of course.

While Mitumba next to him looked puzzled that the Commander suddenly knew the pass phrase, they didn't get to see if it was really true. Suddenly, Takima surged forward, intending to attack the guard. A shot, Rayek fell down while Takima's shoulder seemed to find its goal and the guard stumblened backwards, the gun clattered to the ground.

"Shit!", Roberto gasped and rushed to the Romulan to see how bad his injury was. At the same time Mitumba rushed forward to pick up the pistol from the floor and was now pointing it at the guard who slowly raised his hands but looked at them furious.

"What is this all of this about?", he barked.

Mitumba didn't reply but just silently pointed the gun at him. He glanced to Roberto who was crouching down next to the Commander. He felt the overwhelming urge to swish his tail but the holo porjectors made it being squeezed to his legs because obviously his tail would ruin his disguise. Being denied that inherent Caitian instinct felt very uncomfortable. "How bad is it?", he asked the doctor.

"Just a flesh wound", Roberto replied and looked at Rayek. "I don't have medical equipment with me right now", he said in a lowered voice so only Rayek would hear it. "I can find something to use as a compressing dressing to make it stop bleeding until we are back at the shuttle."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on October 31, 2021, 01:44:28 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Underground corridor]

That the guard fired while trying to change targets from Rayek to Takima, was likely the sole reason that Rayek's injury was as minor as it was.   Still, the Romulan was annoyed that the bullet that had grazed the side of his hip, had managed to drop him like a sack of potatoes.  Yet he really didn't have time at the moment to worry about his ego... they had a mission to complete. 

He nodded at Padrini's suggestion to find something to use as a compression dressing, then looked towards Mitumba standing watch over the still conscious, and furious, guard who was demanding to know why he'd been attacked.   

Ugh. What a mess! So much for not drawing attention to themselves.  Rayek's eyes sought Takima and fixed the other Romulan with a reprimanding glare.  This could have been avoided easily if Takima had just followed orders and had a little more patience.  Now they needed to ensure the guard didn't sound any alarm once they continued on into the underground facility.  Rayek sighed.

"Someone knock him out and bind him!" Rayek snapped, irritable from the pain of his wound.  "We can't have him calling for reinforcements..."  Or seeing the oddity of green blood when the locals were blue-blooded.  Thankfully, Padrini's tending of him currently was blocking the guard's view of Rayek's injury.

While Takima and Mitumba finished dealing with the knocked out guard, dragging him off to the side and mostly out of sight, Rayek allowed Padrini to bind his wound.  Once a makeshift compression dressing was tied in place, Rayek had the doctor assist him to his feet.   The pain flared with the movement and Rayek sucked in air through clenched teeth.  It subsided once he was upright with his weight mostly supported by Padrini. 

The pain didn't matter.  "We have to keep moving.  Mitumba, lead the way."  Rayek turned to Padrini.  The man had tended his wounds professionally despite their personal issues... the least Rayek could do was thank him properly.  "Thank you, doctor.  Your assistance is invaluable."

Unwrapping his arm from around Roberto's supporting shoulder, Rayek motioned Rojol over to him.  "You can take over as my support, since this is because of your impatience."  Also this way Rayek could have some physical control over the other Romulan so to prevent his rushing ahead again.

And so off then went through the gate and past the metal door into the emergency lit corridor beyond - looking for the anti-matter fuel source.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on October 31, 2021, 09:33:40 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Rayek's barked order helped Mitumba to snap out of his state of shock. With the guard being knocked out now, Mitumba grapped the other end of the man and helped him drag him to the side out of sight where they needed to go. The guard carried a pair of handcuffs with him. They put those on his hands while binding his feet with a rope they found in what seemed to be a small storage room not far from them.


In the meantime, Roberto took care of Rayek's wound. The spot the bullet had hit him was extremely unfavourable. It was hard to apply a dressing that provided the necessary pressure for the bleeding to stop without it slipping out of place when moving. While he helped Rayek to his feet after that was done he really wished the dress Rayek's persona was wearing wouldn't be cut so low.

"Aye, Sir", Mitumba acknowledged as Rayek ordered him to lead the way and he walked by them with the tricorder in hand.

Roberto still had his hand around Rayek's arm to support him as he thanked him. But he was annoyed. "Control him, Commander!", Roberto hissed lowly with a definite head-nod to Takima as his fingers curled tighter into the fabric of the holo-projected sleeve of the dress. He thought all of it was Rayek's fault. He liked blaming the Romulan. He didn't want to have more people injured just because of the recklessness of Takima.
Letting him go, since Rayek wanted Takima to support him, Roberto had an scrutinizing eye on both of them before following Mitumba down the corridor.


The corridor seemed to be endless, but eventually they reached a metal door. "It's in here", he said as he looked at the tricorder. Luckily Mitumba had thought about taking the wad of keys from the guard with him. It didn't take long and the Caitian had found the matching key and the door swung open with a high-pitched squeaking sound.

It was an odd sight. In the middle of the room sat the anti-matter reactor case, its futuristic nature enhanced by the rather primitive contraptions the reactor had been connected to. Mitumba approached the device and checked the mechanism that would open the reactor's casing and reveal the anti-matter fuel.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 01, 2021, 02:33:18 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

Padrini's low hiss in reply to his expression of thanks caught Rayek by surprise, but then it really shouldn't have.  The man was growing bolder the longer that Rayek respected Tess' wish to have them 'work it out between them'.   Tess never really saw Padrini like this.  The doctor was always much more civil in her presence. 

While Mitumba and Padrini went on ahead, Rayek followed behind with Takima.   The more he walked, the more the pain increased.  He did his best to keep his discomfort to himself but it grew more difficult as the minutes passed.

They had finally arrived at the source of the radiation and sure enough it was the engine core for the Friendship-2 probe.  Rayek could see where the outer casing had been damaged - either in some impact that had knocked out of its intended trajectory, in the crash that brought it down to this planet, or by early attempts to open the casing by those studying the probe and its engine.   It was from this crack that much of the radiation was leaking.  While not immediately lethal to the away team, the longer they were exposed the more damage it did.   Unlike the native population, the away team had no natural immunity to this type of radiation.

Rayek leaned on Takima rather heavily after walking the corridor.  Though the distance, he knew from Mitumba's earlier scan, was under 500 meters, the walk had seemed to go on forever for the injured Romulan.  Sweat beaded on his brow.  Unfortunately, there wasn't time to take a break.     

Rayek pulled from his persona's satchel the magnetic bottle that they were going to collect the anti-matter fuel in.  He was grateful that the bottle was sturdier than it looked and hadn't been damaged in his recent shooting.  It would have meant they'd have to come up with some other plan to sabotage the facility and ensure that their technology didn't end up influencing this world.

 
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Initially, Rayek had intended to transfer the anti-matter fuel himself since it required a steady hand and because being Vulcanoid normally meant one had a strong resilience to radiation exposure such as what might be anticipated from handling a damaged damaged container.  Yet during just the span of time it had taken them to walk the less than 500 meters of the corridor, Rayek found that his condition had worsened.  His whole body was feeling pain... not just the injury site and it was steadily getting worse, to the point he would need to make mention of it to Padrini. 

His hand twitched slightly as he held the important device and considered who best to take over.   Takima was Vulcanoid like himself and therefore likely more resistant to the direct radiation exposure, and being a skilled pilot the man did have the steady hand that would be needed, but his recent actions had Rayek preferring not to rely on the other Romulan.   That left Padrini or Mitumba.

Padrini also had steady hands, but the process to transfer over the fuel could take several minutes - and that was time Rayek suspected he may not have.

Decision made, Rayek waved Mitumba closer and held out the magnetic bottle to him with a trembling hand.  "You'll have to do the transfer.  I can't - not in this condition." 

Only once the responsibility of the task was passed on did Rayek look to Padrini.  "Something is making me weaker.   I won't make it back to the shuttle at this rate, even if we are successful here."

Panting at the effort to have even said that much, Rayek motioned Takima to help him to the ground.  He tried to look at the wound but whatever was wrong was not being translated across through the holo-program.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 02, 2021, 10:53:05 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

They were waiting for Rayek's orders but nothing came from the Romulan. Padrini looked over at him and noticed immediately that he looked worse than before. But why? Surely, it was a nasty flesh wound and he had no means of giving him an analgesic to ease the pain a bit - but on the other hand the Romulan took the pain of centimeter-long stitching without complains.


At being called, Mitumba moved over to Rayek and took the containment bottle from him. The young Caitian would have preferred not having to do it, but it was clear the Commander was in no good condition. "Aye, Sir", Mitumba acknowledged and moved back to the reactor with the bottle.


As Mitumba passed by him, Roberto grabbed the man's tricorder and moved over to Rayek who had slid down on the floor by now. Crouching down the doctor started scanning. This wasn't a medical tricorder so he wouldn't get as detailed readings as with that but it would give some helpful insight.

At first he noticed nothing unusual. Then something piqued his interest. The scanner showed hints of a very rare metal, only very small amounts of it and only when he moved the tricorder over the spot of the wound. Locking on the small piece of metal in form of the bullet in Rayek's hip, Padrini took more detailed scans. Then the puzzled frown was replaced by an ominous realization. A stern look met Rayek's.

"One of the metal components of the bullet is reacting with the copper in your blood. It's compounding and creating a toxic product that spreads quickly through your blood stream. We have to get you back to the ship or at least to the shuttle quickly."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 02, 2021, 07:06:17 pm
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

Padrini's discovery of the toxic reaction his copper-base blood was having because of the presence of the alien bullet, didn't given the Romulan any piece of mind, especially when the doctor stated that he needed to get to the ship or at least the shuttle quickly. 

It had taken them easily a half hour to walk to the facility from where the shuttle had been landed.  And that had been at a brisk pace; it would be double that if the others had to carry him back.   The quickest way to get to the shuttle (or the ship's Sickbay) of course would be to be beamed there.  But current radiation levels made that highly dangerous. 

Rayek turned to look to Mitumba who was was preparing to begin the rather delicate and dangerous transfer of anti-matter fuel from the damage engine core into the magnetic bottle.  It was not a process that could be rushed - not without dire consequences for them all.  Going anywhere 'quickly' was not an option it seemed.

Rayek wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and looked back towards Padrini.   "I'm not going to be able to make it to the shuttle without significant aid." he stated flat out.  He slumped his head forward weakly unable to keep it upright.  An expanse of blue cleavage was his view and Rayek's feverish thoughts found it morbidly amusing to have survived a possible assassination attempt only to die from a minor flesh wound looking like this.  He wished he could just drop the alias and at least face death as himself.  Actually see the wound that was poisoning him so swiftly. 

That's when the thought struck him.  "Would it not slow the toxin production if the fragments were removed?"  he mumbled weakly.

He gave a slight head-nod towards Matumba,  "Have him continue with the anti-matter fuel transfer, while Takima moves back down the hall to be sure we're not interrupted, I drop the holo-projection.. you can then see the wound properly and dig out the bullet fragment."  Rayek thought it sounded like a reasonable plan... better than dying trying nothing at all.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 03, 2021, 05:19:11 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical) and NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

"It would", Roberto replied to Rayek's question. "But I have no instruments at all for an operation here right now." He looked around the room but it was almost empty. He spotted a cabinet of some sort and while Rayek went on to speak, suggesting a way to resolve the dilemma, he walked over there and started to rummage through it in the hopes to find something that would help him.


In the meantime, Mitumba had started the very critical task of transfering the antimatter fuel. The discussion around him that the Commander was being poisened and his life in danger didn't help him to concentrate on the task at hand - quite the opposite. He felt pressure on him to do this quickly, but that meant more room for overisghts. The coming minutes felt like the longest and most horrendous of his life.


"This will have to do." Roberto returned with a pair of sort of pliers that looked very crude and also not very clean since it seemed they were used as a tool for machines. But it was better than digging into the wound with his fingers, he could damage more tissue that way, push the bullet in even deeper and make things worse as they already were.

"I have no anaesthetic", he warned but didn't worry about that too much. Once the room was secured Roberto turned Rayek's holo projected disguise off with the PADD he had with him and then able to see the wound clearly - well, as clearly as possible in this quality of light. The wound had bled through the improvised dressing and Roberto now removed it to take a closer look. "I can see it", he said as he bent down to hip level. "Okay, grab something to bite on, this is gonna hurt." Re-adjusting the grip on the pliers, Roberto pushed the tips of them into the wound until he felt them touching the small piece of metal that was stuck in Rayek's hip. Unfortunately, since the pliers had rounded tips and the bullet was also round it was difficult to get a hold of it. Roberto muttered some curses in Italian under his breath as he dug in that wound. Then, after what felt like an eternity, the pliers grabbed the bullet in a good angle and Roberto pulled it out in a swift motion which surely would be pure torture for the Romulan.
The removal of the bullet caused a gush of green blood coming out of the now unobstructed wound. The pliers and also Roberto's hands were covered in Rayek's blood.

The bullet landed on the stone floor with a subtle 'cling' sound before Roberto tore a piece off of the cloth he had used a a dressing before, folded it several times until it was a tight dense fabric and then pushed it on the open wound before using the rest to wrap it over it, hoping it would be a more or less decent compression dressing.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 03, 2021, 08:52:00 am
[P- 161129 - facility compound]

Rojol had done what he had done. He had no regrets. The inside of him felt they were going digging more in a hole. Any way it was done. The commander was injured and they learned the metals had poisoned the commander cause of their blood. And Rayek had allowed the doctor to transfer the antimatter.

“I can do it,” he growled to Rayek. There was a glare to the Commander. This guy was a poor choice of choosing who will do stuff. Why put Mitumba in danger. Then everyone was concern over Rayek. That was when Rojol had decided to use that a distraction. He went over to Mitumba and held his hand to the Caitan.

“Give it to me,” he said.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 04, 2021, 09:41:12 pm
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

Rayek glanced at the pliers Padrini was holding and if he'd had any sort of energy remaining he might have tried to talk the doctor out of using them.  Fvadt.  It was almost like the man was trying to make his more difficult than it should be.   'What doctor goes on an Away Mission without some sort of Med kit?' Rayek's thought grumbled.

The announcement from Padrini that he didn't have any anesthetic was met with a slight 'just get on with it' stare from Rayek.  Of course, the doctor would likely expect that reaction since for minor injuries Rayek would often decline the usually analgesic and dermal regenerator for something more traditional like stitches.   The key concept in that premise however was 'minor injury'; and while the injury now itself was minor, its effect on Rayek's system was rather significant, and aggressive.  Right now, Rayek certainly wouldn't opposite a dose of analgesic or (after having look at the clearly rusted and unsanitary pliers) a tetanus shot and an hypo of antibiotics.

Rayek closed his eyes, so not wanting to witness the moment when Padrini would plunge that unclean tool into his wound.  The warning to grab something to bite on came a bit too late.  Rayek barely had the energy to stay conscious, reaching for an orthotic to bite down on was out of the question.  Though the moment Padrini dug into his side, Rayek wished he'd been able to grab one, because the bullet's poisoning seemed to have reduced his pain threshold to ridiculous levels.  Rayek let out a pained gasp and would have pulled away, if it was at all in his ability but the poisoning had taken even that from him.

He tried to reopen his eyes, despite his earlier misgivings about watching, thinking maybe if he could see just how small the wound was he could better control the pain... but his eyelids were just too heavy to lift.  He could hear Padrini muttering cusses in Italian - and Rayek thought the sentiment was so appropriate for the situation.

The digging in his side seemed to go on for an eternity, but what Rayek recognized was probably less than a minute or two... then the movement stilled, ominiously, forewarning of what was to come.  The sharp agony of probing pliers was replaced with a rip of excrutating torment that was expressed in a single groaned exclamation of pain.    Though Rayek wished for the release of unconsciousness... he was denied that wish, remaining fully aware of the feel of everything but unable to do a damn things about it.

When he felt the press of fabric against his wound, Rayek hoped the worst was over.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 06, 2021, 08:45:13 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini cursed himself that he he not taken a medkit with him. The reason he hadn't was that it would have been impossible to hide, carrying this thing around with him in this era. What he should have been thinking about though was at least a hypospray-injector and one or two vials which could have been hidden in the trouser pocket easily.

Now he hoped that mistake wouldn't cost a life.

Despite Roberto's dislike of Rayek he really wasn't out to cause more pain to the man than necessary, he actually did the almost primeval way of doing this as quick as he could. Then eventually the bullet and with it the source of the toxin production was gone. Grabbing the tricorder again, Roberto did another scan of Rayek.

"We'll have to get you to sickbay", he repeated with even more urgency this time. "The source of the problem is removed but the toxin is still spreading through your body. Considering how much your condition has worsened in only a couple of minutes, I'm not sure- ..." He trailed off, leaving for Rayek to fill in the blank on his own.

Roberto scanned again, and again and then a slight improvement started to show. Apparently mustered up all of its strength to fight the remaining toxins without the metal component of the bullet going on to create new toxins. It might buy them some time.



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NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

[P- 161129 - facility compound]

Rojol had done what he had done. He had no regrets. The inside of him felt they were going digging more in a hole. Any way it was done. The commander was injured and they learned the metals had poisoned the commander cause of their blood. And Rayek had allowed the doctor to transfer the antimatter.

“I can do it,” he growled to Rayek. There was a glare to the Commander. This guy was a poor choice of choosing who will do stuff. Why put Mitumba in danger. Then everyone was concern over Rayek. That was when Rojol had decided to use that a distraction. He went over to Mitumba and held his hand to the Caitan.

“Give it to me,” he said.

Mitumba was highly concentrated on his critical task. Not that the pressure that was on him and the blood-chilling screams of pain coming from the corner behind him were tearing down his concentration and calmness, now the other Romulan, despite he had been told to stand guard so nobody would see the Commander without his disguise.

The figure next to him and his demanding words were very distracting and the Caitian had to force himself to keep his hands steady while he was uncertain what to do. Should he start to argue with him? Or pass the task over although after the recent behaviour of the Romulan Mitumba wouldn't like to trust this task to him. But did they have time for a discussion now? From what he heard the Commander's life was in danger.

Reluctantly, Mitumba scooted over, holding the bottle still steady but in a way that Rojol could take it over.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 08, 2021, 05:20:55 pm
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini cursed himself that he he not taken a medkit with him. The reason he hadn't was that it would have been impossible to hide, carrying this thing around with him in this era. What he should have been thinking about though was at least a hypospray-injector and one or two vials which could have been hidden in the trouser pocket easily.

Now he hoped that mistake wouldn't cost a life.

Despite Roberto's dislike of Rayek he really wasn't out to cause more pain to the man than necessary, he actually did the almost primeval way of doing this as quick as he could. Then eventually the bullet and with it the source of the toxin production was gone. Grabbing the tricorder again, Roberto did another scan of Rayek.

"We'll have to get you to sickbay", he repeated with even more urgency this time. "The source of the problem is removed but the toxin is still spreading through your body. Considering how much your condition has worsened in only a couple of minutes, I'm not sure- ..." He trailed off, leaving for Rayek to fill in the blank on his own.

Roberto scanned again, and again and then a slight improvement started to show. Apparently mustered up all of its strength to fight the remaining toxins without the metal component of the bullet going on to create new toxins. It might buy them some time.



(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Mitumba was highly concentrated on his critical task. Not that the pressure that was on him and the blood-chilling screams of pain coming from the corner behind him were tearing down his concentration and calmness, now the other Romulan, despite he had been told to stand guard so nobody would see the Commander without his disguise.

The figure next to him and his demanding words were very distracting and the Caitian had to force himself to keep his hands steady while he was uncertain what to do. Should he start to argue with him? Or pass the task over although after the recent behaviour of the Romulan Mitumba wouldn't like to trust this task to him. But did they have time for a discussion now? From what he heard the Commander's life was in danger.

Reluctantly, Mitumba scooted over, holding the bottle still steady but in a way that Rojol could take it over.


Rojol was feeling that each second was a minute because Mitumba seemed to be staying still. Rojol was assuming the Caitan was nervous as heck. Again it felt like 2 minutes when it was more like 1.5 seconds when Mitumba was allowing him to take over the dangerous task by capturing the antimatter radiation.

He slowly slid over and he careful took over. He was focusing staying calm with slow breaths like when he meditates. The agony scream from Rayek was indeed a distract however Rojol figured he was the better man for this job,

“Go watch see if anyone is coming,” Rojol told the nervous Mitumba.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 09, 2021, 01:30:22 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini cursed himself that he he not taken a medkit with him. The reason he hadn't was that it would have been impossible to hide, carrying this thing around with him in this era. What he should have been thinking about though was at least a hypospray-injector and one or two vials which could have been hidden in the trouser pocket easily.

Now he hoped that mistake wouldn't cost a life.

Despite Roberto's dislike of Rayek he really wasn't out to cause more pain to the man than necessary, he actually did the almost primeval way of doing this as quick as he could. Then eventually the bullet and with it the source of the toxin production was gone. Grabbing the tricorder again, Roberto did another scan of Rayek.

"We'll have to get you to sickbay", he repeated with even more urgency this time. "The source of the problem is removed but the toxin is still spreading through your body. Considering how much your condition has worsened in only a couple of minutes, I'm not sure- ..." He trailed off, leaving for Rayek to fill in the blank on his own.

Roberto scanned again, and again and then a slight improvement started to show. Apparently mustered up all of its strength to fight the remaining toxins without the metal component of the bullet going on to create new toxins. It might buy them some time.


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NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Mitumba was highly concentrated on his critical task. Not that the pressure that was on him and the blood-chilling screams of pain coming from the corner behind him were tearing down his concentration and calmness, now the other Romulan, despite he had been told to stand guard so nobody would see the Commander without his disguise.

The figure next to him and his demanding words were very distracting and the Caitian had to force himself to keep his hands steady while he was uncertain what to do. Should he start to argue with him? Or pass the task over although after the recent behaviour of the Romulan Mitumba wouldn't like to trust this task to him. But did they have time for a discussion now? From what he heard the Commander's life was in danger.

Reluctantly, Mitumba scooted over, holding the bottle still steady but in a way that Rojol could take it over.

Even though Padrini was done poking about at his hip for the bullet fragment that had been poisoning him, and had bandaged him up well enough that the viridescent bleeding had stopped, Rayek remained where he was, laying on his back, sprawled out on the cold cement floor of the underground facility, unable to move.

Padrini's urgent repetition of his earlier statement that they had to get him to Sickbay,  suggested to Rayek that their plan to remove the source of the toxin had only had limited success.  The doctor's next words confirmed that.  Rayek let out a slow strained breath.   He really wasn't in any condition to be going anywhere, but remaining here after they collected the anti-matter fuel wasn't an option.

Rayek snorted his derision of Padrini's cut off statement.  No way he was going to die here!

He moved his head to look past the doctor to check on Mitumba's progress with the anti-matter fuel transfer, and was surprised to see Rojol standing at the reactor core instead of the Caitian.  The flare of annoyance Rayek felt at having his orders ignored was muted as he watched the care with which Rojol was doing the work.  The Romulan flight officer was the better pick for the task, so for the moment Rayek chose to leave the man continue without reprimand.   

"Help me up." he instructed Padrini.  When it seemed like the doctor was going to balk at the order, Rayek sighed.  "Lieutenant Takima has the transfer well in hand.  He doesn't need our oversight.  You and I will start walking back to the shuttle.  We'll call up to the ship requesting emergency beam up the moment radiation levels make it possible to do so.  Takima and Mitumba can finish up here and return in the shuttle."

It wasn't a great plan.  Rayek hated leaving two very inexperienced officers on their own to complete the mission, but to remain would risk leaving Tess without a husband and Fvienn without a father; and that he would not do!   

With a grunt of effort, Rayek forced himself to sit up regardless of Padrini's help or not.  "Lieutenant Takima," Rayek wheezed, his voice quiet; out of breath from  just the effort of sitting up.  But he knew the other Romulan could hear him perfectly fine. 

"I'm relying on you to complete this mission with no further mishap.  Do this right, and I'll overlook your disobeying orders this once."  Rayek was tempted to follow up his generous offer with an equally persuasive threat - he'd heard Lek comment on the effectiveness of "scrubbing the hull with a toothbrush" - but recognized that such a punitive mentality was not one favored by his wife, so he held himself back from speaking it.

Rayek then looked back to Padrini, nodding to indicate he was ready to make the attempt to stand, and with another concerted and painful effort made it to his feet somewhat unsteadily.  He found he needed to lean on the doctor quite a bit to remain upright.   

"As much as I hate to say it, I'll need my holo-disguise activated once more, in case we run come across any of the locals.   On the upside, if they question what is wrong... we can claim I've been affected by the radiation and urge them to keep their distance." Rayek suggested once he was able to catch his breath and speak.

While he was steeling himself for the effort walking would require, he took a moment to be sure Takima was prepared to so this solo.  "Takima, you know the mission goals.  Any questions before you are on your own?"
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 09, 2021, 05:35:00 am
(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]


Rojol was feeling that each second was a minute because Mitumba seemed to be staying still. Rojol was assuming the Caitan was nervous as heck. Again it felt like 2 minutes when it was more like 1.5 seconds when Mitumba was allowing him to take over the dangerous task by capturing the antimatter radiation.

He slowly slid over and he careful took over. He was focusing staying calm with slow breaths like when he meditates. The agony scream from Rayek was indeed a distract however Rojol figured he was the better man for this job,

“Go watch see if anyone is coming,” Rojol told the nervous Mitumba.

Mitumba hesitated for a second longer, then nodded his head at the higher-ranking officer's words. "Yes, sir", he confirmed and then crossed the room and walked past the injured Commander not without a concerned sideglance.

Making his way back down the corrior they came from, he stopped near the location where the tied up guard were and listened for unwelcome visitors. Luckily, his superior hearing was not affected by the holo-projection so he would be alarmed in time, he hoped.



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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)

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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

Even though Padrini was done poking about at his hip for the bullet fragment that had been poisoning him, and had bandaged him up well enough that the viridescent bleeding had stopped, Rayek remained where he was, laying on his back, sprawled out on the cold cement floor of the underground facility, unable to move.

Padrini's urgent repetition of his earlier statement that they had to get him to Sickbay,  suggested to Rayek that their plan to remove the source of the toxin had only had limited success.  The doctor's next words confirmed that.  Rayek let out a slow strained breath.   He really wasn't in any condition to be going anywhere, but remaining here after they collected the anti-matter fuel wasn't an option.

Rayek snorted his derision of Padrini's cut off statement.  No way he was going to die here!

He moved his head to look past the doctor to check on Mitumba's progress with the anti-matter fuel transfer, and was surprised to see Rojol standing at the reactor core instead of the Caitian.  The flare of annoyance Rayek felt at having his orders ignored was muted as he watched the care with which Rojol was doing the work.  The Romulan flight officer was the better pick for the task, so for the moment Rayek chose to leave the man continue without reprimand.   

"Help me up." he instructed Padrini.  When it seemed like the doctor was going to balk at the order, Rayek sighed.  "Lieutenant Takima has the transfer well in hand.  He doesn't need our oversight.  You and I will start walking back to the shuttle.  We'll call up to the ship requesting emergency beam up the moment radiation levels make it possible to do so.  Takima and Mitumba can finish up here and return in the shuttle."

It wasn't a great plan.  Rayek hated leaving two very inexperienced officers on their own to complete the mission, but to remain would risk leaving Tess without a husband and Fvienn without a father; and that he would not do!   

With a grunt of effort, Rayek forced himself to sit up regardless of Padrini's help or not.  "Lieutenant Takima," Rayek wheezed, his voice quiet; out of breath from  just the effort of sitting up.  But he knew the other Romulan could hear him perfectly fine. 

"I'm relying on you to complete this mission with no further mishap.  Do this right, and I'll overlook your disobeying orders this once."  Rayek was tempted to follow up his generous offer with an equally persuasive threat - he'd heard Lek comment on the effectiveness of "scrubbing the hull with a toothbrush" - but recognized that such a punitive mentality was not one favored by his wife, so he held himself back from speaking it.

Rayek then looked back to Padrini, nodding to indicate he was ready to make the attempt to stand, and with another concerted and painful effort made it to his feet somewhat unsteadily.  He found he needed to lean on the doctor quite a bit to remain upright.   

"As much as I hate to say it, I'll need my holo-disguise activated once more, in case we run come across any of the locals.   On the upside, if they question what is wrong... we can claim I've been affected by the radiation and urge them to keep their distance." Rayek suggested once he was able to catch his breath and speak.

While he was steeling himself for the effort walking would require, he took a moment to be sure Takima was prepared to so this solo.  "Takima, you know the mission goals.  Any questions before you are on your own?"


Roberto's initial reaction to Rayek's prompt to help him up was reluctance, but the Romulan didn't give him time to voice that. Instead he offered a suggestion for a plan and Roberto had to admin, it seemed like their only choice to avoid worse.

Roberto nodded and help Rayek up to his feet. It wasn't easy to steady the taller Romulan, but with a firm grip around Rayek's hip he managed. Though he feared they would be painfully slow like this. Sourly the doctor noted that Rayek was willing to overlook disobediance by the follow Romulan. Typical. He could act like a wild man, endanger the whole away team and get away with it. At Rayek's reminder that he needed his holographic disguise turned on again, Roberto nodded. Fumbling with the PADD with one free hand Roberto quickly activated the projectors again and Rayek transformed into the three-breasted blue-skinned woman again.

"Let's go", Roberto muttered if not for the life-threatening situation Rayek was in then he wanted at least to hurry for his own sake.

While Rayek was assuring himself once more that Takima would be fine, a thought occurred to Roberto. He turned his head towards the door that led to the corridor that hopefully would carry his words to Mitumba at the other end of it. "Mitumba", he called. "Do you see a barrow or anything else with wheels somewhere around there?" He thought that was the only thing that would make them be quicker than having to drag a Romulan behind him who got weaker by the minute.



Mitumba at the other end did pick up Roberto's voice and started to look around. He recalled that there had been a maintenance storage of some kind near where the guard had been left by them. And really, shortly after he found a wheelbarrow that was probably used to transport heavy equipment or something like that. "I have found one here", the Caitian called back.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 10, 2021, 01:30:22 am
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Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Mitumba hesitated for a second longer, then nodded his head at the higher-ranking officer's words. "Yes, sir", he confirmed and then crossed the room and walked past the injured Commander not without a concerned sideglance.

Making his way back down the corrior they came from, he stopped near the location where the tied up guard were and listened for unwelcome visitors. Luckily, his superior hearing was not affected by the holo-projection so he would be alarmed in time, he hoped.



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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)

Roberto's initial reaction to Rayek's prompt to help him up was reluctance, but the Romulan didn't give him time to voice that. Instead he offered a suggestion for a plan and Roberto had to admin, it seemed like their only choice to avoid worse.

Roberto nodded and help Rayek up to his feet. It wasn't easy to steady the taller Romulan, but with a firm grip around Rayek's hip he managed. Though he feared they would be painfully slow like this. Sourly the doctor noted that Rayek was willing to overlook disobediance by the follow Romulan. Typical. He could act like a wild man, endanger the whole away team and get away with it. At Rayek's reminder that he needed his holographic disguise turned on again, Roberto nodded. Fumbling with the PADD with one free hand Roberto quickly activated the projectors again and Rayek transformed into the three-breasted blue-skinned woman again.

"Let's go", Roberto muttered if not for the life-threatening situation Rayek was in then he wanted at least to hurry for his own sake.

While Rayek was assuring himself once more that Takima would be fine, a thought occurred to Roberto. He turned his head towards the door that led to the corridor that hopefully would carry his words to Mitumba at the other end of it. "Mitumba", he called. "Do you see a barrow or anything else with wheels somewhere around there?" He thought that was the only thing that would make them be quicker than having to drag a Romulan behind him who got weaker by the minute.


Mitumba at the other end did pick up Roberto's voice and started to look around. He recalled that there had been a maintenance storage of some kind near where the guard had been left by them. And really, shortly after he found a wheelbarrow that was probably used to transport heavy equipment or something like that. "I have found one here", the Caitian called back.

With his attention on Takima, making sure the Romulan flight officer knew how important a task he was being given, Rayek nearly missed Padrini requisitioning a wheelbarrow.  For a long moment, Rayek puzzled why Padrini would need such an item.  It didn't seem like it would have any medical value.. so why?  Then it dawn on him.  His shoulders slumped and he looked to Padrini with a disbelieving look? 

"You're kidding me, right?  You don't seriously expect me to ride in that?" he questioned incredulous.  Rayek's sense of pride, balked at the fact that he could barely stand much less walk such a distance back to the shuttle. 

"I'm feeling a bit better."  he pointed out in hopes that maybe his body was quick to get rid of the toxins that were killing him... but even he knew it was a stretch.  He had to remind himself that all this was so that he could survive and return home to his family. 

"Fine. Tell Mitumba to bring it here."

A short while later, Rayek with quite a bit of help was seated in the center of the wheelbarrow, gripping the sides to steady himself.   He felt, and no doubt looked, ridiculous.  But Padrini was right this would be a faster and easier way to get him to the shuttle where the doctor could then at least have access to medications to slow the spread of the toxin.

"I'm ready whenever you are."


Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 10, 2021, 07:47:43 pm
[Planet side - Compound facility]

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Takima as a Romulan had pointy ears that has allowed him to hear Rayek in the background as he was steadying his hands continue his task. The reason why he volunteered because he knew he had better chance at it. Then when he was done. They could get the hell out of here.

 As Rayek speaking warning of no mishaps was rather funny. There was times when one has to do things quick and fast. The Commander might not like his style. If so. Tough for him. Rojol was trying do things the fast right way.

“Yes sir,” Rojol had replied.

When the Commander left and leaving Mitumba behind. He snorted. “We can have a party here. Pull out the Romulan wine,” he joked,

After ten minutes of this transfer, Rojol closed the seal of the container. Then he paused as Mitumba head turned to the door. Under the holo deck the young Romulan could not see the Caitan ears go back as ready for danger.

“Act normal,” he said. They were in their holo costumes. The one thing which was odd. The security might be asking what the hell he was doing with the weird substance in the container.

“Yes. This need to be dispose due to being old as expired....its no good...” he said and held it as like it was nothing. Which was beyond nothing. He had to improvise it. His acting was little convincing making it a better fifty percent to trick them.

Then he gave them a little nervous crooked smile. “And my boss will want me to do this job, because I got another one.. So I need to hurry up!”

Then he had started to move....
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 11, 2021, 01:09:45 am
[Planet side - Compound facility]

After ten minutes of this transfer, Rojol closed the seal of the container. Then he paused as Mitumba head turned to the door. Under the holo deck the young Romulan could not see the Caitan ears go back as ready for danger.

“Act normal,” he said. They were in their holo costumes. The one thing which was odd. The security might be asking what the hell he was doing with the weird substance in the container.

“Yes. This need to be dispose due to being old as expired....its no good...” he said and held it as like it was nothing. Which was beyond nothing. He had to improvise it. His acting was little convincing making it a better fifty percent to trick them.

Then he gave them a little nervous crooked smile. “And my boss will want me to do this job, because I got another one.. So I need to hurry up!”

Then he had started to move....

The pair of guards who had the unenviable task of making sure everyone other than their security colleague had evacuated were surprised to find two junior level technicians moving through the underground corridor carrying an unfamiliar tube.  They shared a look with one another as the taller of the two technicians offered an explanation.  But it was the taller man's nervous smile and obvious desire to avoid them that had the two guards suspicious of something.

"Hold up a moment while we check your credentials.  Show us your ID card." 
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 12, 2021, 08:17:49 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
[Lt. jg. Roberto Padrini - P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/493172943724085249/904405956610371636/unknown.png)(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[P-161129 - Underground compound]

With his attention on Takima, making sure the Romulan flight officer knew how important a task he was being given, Rayek nearly missed Padrini requisitioning a wheelbarrow.  For a long moment, Rayek puzzled why Padrini would need such an item.  It didn't seem like it would have any medical value.. so why?  Then it dawn on him.  His shoulders slumped and he looked to Padrini with a disbelieving look? 

"You're kidding me, right?  You don't seriously expect me to ride in that?" he questioned incredulous.  Rayek's sense of pride, balked at the fact that he could barely stand much less walk such a distance back to the shuttle. 

"I'm feeling a bit better."  he pointed out in hopes that maybe his body was quick to get rid of the toxins that were killing him... but even he knew it was a stretch.  He had to remind himself that all this was so that he could survive and return home to his family. 

"Fine. Tell Mitumba to bring it here."

A short while later, Rayek with quite a bit of help was seated in the center of the wheelbarrow, gripping the sides to steady himself.   He felt, and no doubt looked, ridiculous.  But Padrini was right this would be a faster and easier way to get him to the shuttle where the doctor could then at least have access to medications to slow the spread of the toxin.

"I'm ready whenever you are."


Padrini met Rayek's eyes as he fixated on him with an incredulous look. The Romulan questioned if he was serious and Roberto barely held back to roll his eyes. "I am dead serious", he replied. Rayek half-hearted attempt to convince him that he was feeling better was answered with a tired smile. "Now you're the one who kidding, Commander. You look as pale as a ghost."

When he finally agreed Mitumba was there shortly after to bring the barrow. Padrini reached his hand out to touch Rayek's arm to prompt him to move towards the means of transportation. He watched a little awkwardly as Rayek climbed in and then he grabbed the handles to lift the thing up so the whole weight was on the wheel in the front. He muttered something in Italian to himself before he started to push Rayek.

The first couple of hundred meters were fine but then Rayek started to feel heavier with every new step. By the time they were out of the building Padrini was panting heavily and was not pushing as fast as he had at the beginning. The muttered muffled words became more frequent the farther they got and the longer Roberto had to move the barrow with Rayek in it. His muscles started to tire but they were still quicker that way than without it.

Luckily, they had not met any guards or other personnel - until they reached the gate. Two figures started to hurry towards them from the distance when they saw them. Roberto cursed and dropped the barrow rather abruptly before he tapped his comm badge hidden in his pocket, aiming to contact the ship before as long as the two person's were still out of earshot.

 =/\= "Padrini to Amalthea, emergency beam-up directly to sickbay." =/\=
"Shit.." he muttered.

"Director!", one of the men called over them before they had even reached them, concern in his voice as they hurried to join them. "Director Quinley, have you been hurt?"




(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)




Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 3 - Bridge]

 =/\= "Padrini to Amalthea, emergency beam-up directly to sickbay." =/\=

"Captain, there are two native life signs close to the doctor and Commander tr'Lhoell, they will see the beam-out", the officer at the science station reported.

Tess stilled momentarily. Rayek was hurt? Again?? Why did she let him go an away mission already only after he had been injured so badly?

The rules were clear. They couldn't risk further cultural contamination. Beaming them out right in front of the eyes of the planet's inhabitants was a no-go. There was nothing more Tess wanted to do than ditch that rule. Her fingers flew over the panel at her chair to call up the life sign readings. Rayek's was weak.

"Can we use the transporter?", she asked.

"The radiation readings have subsided, we could give it a try", Engineering reported.

Tess studied the readings and noted that Mitumba and Takima were still inside the building. What had happened?? The words 'Beam them up' was on the tip of her tongue. How much she wished she could say them.

"Lock the transporter on them", Tess said and then swallowed hard as she forced herself to say, "Can we distract them or do something else that will give them the privacy for the beam-up?"
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 12, 2021, 06:44:11 pm
[Planet side]

Takima was aggravated with the fellow asking for there Identification to show who they are. “I am Haldane a technician who is trying to do there job before everyone gets sick!” He said holding the bottle of Anti-matter.

“Step aside. This is dangerous stuff. I am getting hazard pay for this…if you allow me by. Time is short. So step aside,” Rojol ordered. “This is like ground zero poison here.”

Then he muttered under his breath. “If this fool does not move I am going to have a short life with this radena poison.” Not sure what was radena was but it was the first word came to his mind.

“My wife will be sad to find that I got cancer from this and die in a few months. MOVE!” He shouted and held the bottle front of him. “I never going to do a dangerous job again!”
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 13, 2021, 04:17:23 am
(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
[Lt. jg. Roberto Padrini - P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini met Rayek's eyes as he fixated on him with an incredulous look. The Romulan questioned if he was serious and Roberto barely held back to roll his eyes. "I am dead serious", he replied. Rayek half-hearted attempt to convince him that he was feeling better was answered with a tired smile. "Now you're the one who kidding, Commander. You look as pale as a ghost."

When he finally agreed Mitumba was there shortly after to bring the barrow. Padrini reached his hand out to touch Rayek's arm to prompt him to move towards the means of transportation. He watched a little awkwardly as Rayek climbed in and then he grabbed the handles to lift the thing up so the whole weight was on the wheel in the front. He muttered something in Italian to himself before he started to push Rayek.

The first couple of hundred meters were fine but then Rayek started to feel heavier with every new step. By the time they were out of the building Padrini was panting heavily and was not pushing as fast as he had at the beginning. The muttered muffled words became more frequent the farther they got and the longer Roberto had to move the barrow with Rayek in it. His muscles started to tire but they were still quicker that way than without it.

Luckily, they had not met any guards or other personnel - until they reached the gate. Two figures started to hurry towards them from the distance when they saw them. Roberto cursed and dropped the barrow rather abruptly before he tapped his comm badge hidden in his pocket, aiming to contact the ship before as long as the two person's were still out of earshot.

 =/\= "Padrini to Amalthea, emergency beam-up directly to sickbay." =/\=
"Shit.." he muttered.

"Director!", one of the men called over them before they had even reached them, concern in his voice as they hurried to join them. "Director Quinley, have you been hurt?"

It said a lot about Rayek's upbringing that despite his obvious ill-health, the Romulan could still gain satisfaction from hearing the strained panting and muttered Italian grumblings from the antagonist doctor.  That Padrini was pushing himself to his limits all in order to help save him, didn't negate the fact that Rayek viewed the man as a rival for Tess' affection. 

At one point, Padrini had slowed so much that Rayek had to bite back the snide comment that came to mind - that perhaps he should get out of the wheelbarrow and help the doctor push it.   But the knowledge that Tess, as his Captain and wife, would not want him aggravating the already strained working relationship between him and Padrini, kept the First Officer silent.

Rayek would have thought Padrini had better sense than to call for a beam up while in eye-sight of the approaching guards, but apparently not.   

"Belay that!" he snapped on the heels of Padrini's call hoping that his voice would also be picked up by the comm badge's microphone. "We have locals approaching."   However, his voice despite the intended emphasis sounded weak and he had his doubts that he'd been heard by the ship.   He waited a moment in dread, fearing that all their hard efforts to avoid breaking Prime Directive was about to be undone by an impatient Padrini.

Seconds ticked past as the guards continued closer, calling out their questions.  And yet, thank the Elements, they remained. 

Rayek tried to weakly wave off the approaching guards, while side-whispering to Padrini  "Warn them off.  Say that you and I have been exposed to highly transferable radiation.  They need to leave immediately."


 

(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)

[Planet side]

Takima was aggravated with the fellow asking for there Identification to show who they are. “I am Haldane a technician who is trying to do there job before everyone gets sick!” He said holding the bottle of Anti-matter.

“Step aside. This is dangerous stuff. I am getting hazard pay for this…if you allow me by. Time is short. So step aside,” Rojol ordered. “This is like ground zero poison here.”

Then he muttered under his breath. “If this fool does not move I am going to have a short life with this radena poison.” Not sure what was radena was but it was the first word came to his mind.

“My wife will be sad to find that I got cancer from this and die in a few months. MOVE!” He shouted and held the bottle front of him. “I never going to do a dangerous job again!”

The guards seemed to hesitate, and then looked at one another as Rojol played out a convincing scene.   But it was his shouted "MOVE!" that did the trick encouraging the two security guards to rapidly clear the path, giving both Takima and Mitumba opportunity to move past.

"Sorry...and good luck! Thank you for your sacrifice!" one of the guards called out after the pair had passed by.

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 13, 2021, 11:10:37 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

It said a lot about Rayek's upbringing that despite his obvious ill-health, the Romulan could still gain satisfaction from hearing the strained panting and muttered Italian grumblings from the antagonist doctor.  That Padrini was pushing himself to his limits all in order to help save him, didn't negate the fact that Rayek viewed the man as a rival for Tess' affection. 

At one point, Padrini had slowed so much that Rayek had to bite back the snide comment that came to mind - that perhaps he should get out of the wheelbarrow and help the doctor push it.   But the knowledge that Tess, as his Captain and wife, would not want him aggravating the already strained working relationship between him and Padrini, kept the First Officer silent.

Rayek would have thought Padrini had better sense than to call for a beam up while in eye-sight of the approaching guards, but apparently not.   

"Belay that!" he snapped on the heels of Padrini's call hoping that his voice would also be picked up by the comm badge's microphone. "We have locals approaching."   However, his voice despite the intended emphasis sounded weak and he had his doubts that he'd been heard by the ship.   He waited a moment in dread, fearing that all their hard efforts to avoid breaking Prime Directive was about to be undone by an impatient Padrini.

Seconds ticked past as the guards continued closer, calling out their questions.  And yet, thank the Elements, they remained. 

Rayek tried to weakly wave off the approaching guards, while side-whispering to Padrini  "Warn them off.  Say that you and I have been exposed to highly transferable radiation.  They need to leave immediately."


Padrini struggled to catch his breath and started to wave his hand in a halting motion before he started to call out to the guards. "The director ... was exposed to the radiation", he panted. "Don't come closer! ... Stay away, or the radiation will ... will kill you too!"

The guards stopped in their tracks but were hesitant to just leave as they were told. "Can we do something to help?", they called.

"Just ... leave here now, I don't want more ... casualties. I will take care of the ... director."

There was another moment of hesitation but finally they started to back off. Padrini watched them, impatiently waiting for them to move out of eyeshot. When they almost were, Padrini picked up the wheelbarrow again and moved Rayek with a strained groan to the cabin at the gate they had met the other guard before, but which was now empty. He just didn't want to be seen.

 =/\= "Padrini to ... Amalthea, beam-up directly to sickbay" =/\=, he repeated.  =/\="We are hidden ... behind a cabin this time." =/\=





(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

[Planet side]

Takima was aggravated with the fellow asking for there Identification to show who they are. “I am Haldane a technician who is trying to do there job before everyone gets sick!” He said holding the bottle of Anti-matter.

“Step aside. This is dangerous stuff. I am getting hazard pay for this…if you allow me by. Time is short. So step aside,” Rojol ordered. “This is like ground zero poison here.”

Then he muttered under his breath. “If this fool does not move I am going to have a short life with this radena poison.” Not sure what was radena was but it was the first word came to his mind.

“My wife will be sad to find that I got cancer from this and die in a few months. MOVE!” He shouted and held the bottle front of him. “I never going to do a dangerous job again!”

The guards seemed to hesitate, and then looked at one another as Rojol played out a convincing scene.   But it was his shouted "MOVE!" that did the trick encouraging the two security guards to rapidly clear the path, giving both Takima and Mitumba opportunity to move past.

"Sorry...and good luck! Thank you for your sacrifice!" one of the guards called out after the pair had passed by.



Mitumba stood and watched frozen into place as the situation began to unfold. He was glad that the Romulan officer was there to handle it because he didn't think he would have been so successful.

Regardless feeling rather tense Mitumba followed Takima out and down the corridor. "That was close", he mumbled to Rojol. "Now we need to go back to the shuttle as quick as possible."




(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)



Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]



"The native life signs are moving away", the Science officer reported.

Tess was relieved. "Beam them up as soon as we're clear", she said and then got up from the chair. She gave the bridge to one of the junior officers before she rushed to sickbay. When she arrived it was only a few seconds later that both, Rayek and Padrini, materialized in front of her. Good, at least the beaming had worked.

Tess faltered when she saw her husband's disguise. A dozen questions popped up in her mind, some quite amused ones, but they would have to wait. Despite the jokes that the situation might evoke, there had been a reason why this was an emergency.

"Turn off the holo-projectors", Tess ordered a crewman who seemed to be busy laughing into himself. When that was done Tess stepped closer to the biobed Rayek was lying on and gently touched his hand to have a look at him. She had barely seen him in a state like this. Ciccino, she thought.

During that moment the biobed had started to pick up Rayek's biosigns. Tess lifted her head and looked at catastrophic readings. "What happened?", she asked Roberto while she began to examine Rayek's body. She removed the blood-soaked cloth to reveal a relatively small wound. While it looked nasty Tess didn't understand why Rayek was in such a bad state as he was.

"The bullet ...", Padrini panted, still out of breath. "A metal component reacted with ... with the copper in his blood ..."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 14, 2021, 01:28:36 am
(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini struggled to catch his breath and started to wave his hand in a halting motion before he started to call out to the guards. "The director ... was exposed to the radiation", he panted. "Don't come closer! ... Stay away, or the radiation will ... will kill you too!"

The guards stopped in their tracks but were hesitant to just leave as they were told. "Can we do something to help?", they called.

"Just ... leave here now, I don't want more ... casualties. I will take care of the ... director."

There was another moment of hesitation but finally they started to back off. Padrini watched them, impatiently waiting for them to move out of eyeshot. When they almost were, Padrini picked up the wheelbarrow again and moved Rayek with a strained groan to the cabin at the gate they had met the other guard before, but which was now empty. He just didn't want to be seen.

 =/\= "Padrini to ... Amalthea, beam-up directly to sickbay" =/\=, he repeated.  =/\="We are hidden ... behind a cabin this time." =/\=





(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Mitumba stood and watched frozen into place as the situation began to unfold. He was glad that the Romulan officer was there to handle it because he didn't think he would have been so successful.

Regardless feeling rather tense Mitumba followed Takima out and down the corridor. "That was close", he mumbled to Rojol. "Now we need to go back to the shuttle as quick as possible."




(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)



Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]



"The native life signs are moving away", the Science officer reported.

Tess was relieved. "Beam them up as soon as we're clear", she said and then got up from the chair. She gave the bridge to one of the junior officers before she rushed to sickbay. When she arrived it was only a few seconds later that both, Rayek and Padrini, materialized in front of her. Good, at least the beaming had worked.

Tess faltered when she saw her husband's disguise. A dozen questions popped up in her mind, some quite amused ones, but they would have to wait. Despite the jokes that the situation might evoke, there had been a reason why this was an emergency.

"Turn off the holo-projectors", Tess ordered a crewman who seemed to be busy laughing into himself. When that was done Tess stepped closer to the biobed Rayek was lying on and gently touched his hand to have a look at him. She had barely seen him in a state like this. Ciccino, she thought.

During that moment the biobed had started to pick up Rayek's biosigns. Tess lifted her head and looked at catastrophic readings. "What happened?", she asked Roberto while she began to examine Rayek's body. She removed the blood-soaked cloth to reveal a relatively small wound. While it looked nasty Tess didn't understand why Rayek was in such a bad state as he was.

"The bullet ...", Padrini panted, still out of breath. "A metal component reacted with ... with the copper in his blood ..."

That actually work Takima had thought as he rushed pasted the Guard. They were not clear yet. “We are not in the clear,” he said as they rushed onward. “Fear is one the best weapons you can toss out.”

“We gotta move and rushing out. We got a good excuse,” he told her.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 14, 2021, 01:52:09 am
(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

(https://i.imgur.com/QHmpVLO.png)
NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Padrini struggled to catch his breath and started to wave his hand in a halting motion before he started to call out to the guards. "The director ... was exposed to the radiation", he panted. "Don't come closer! ... Stay away, or the radiation will ... will kill you too!"

The guards stopped in their tracks but were hesitant to just leave as they were told. "Can we do something to help?", they called.

"Just ... leave here now, I don't want more ... casualties. I will take care of the ... director."

There was another moment of hesitation but finally they started to back off. Padrini watched them, impatiently waiting for them to move out of eyeshot. When they almost were, Padrini picked up the wheelbarrow again and moved Rayek with a strained groan to the cabin at the gate they had met the other guard before, but which was now empty. He just didn't want to be seen.

 =/\= "Padrini to ... Amalthea, beam-up directly to sickbay" =/\=, he repeated.  =/\="We are hidden ... behind a cabin this time." =/\=


(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


"The native life signs are moving away", the Science officer reported.

Tess was relieved. "Beam them up as soon as we're clear", she said and then got up from the chair. She gave the bridge to one of the junior officers before she rushed to sickbay. When she arrived it was only a few seconds later that both, Rayek and Padrini, materialized in front of her. Good, at least the beaming had worked.

Following his suggestion, Padrini had managed to convince the approaching guards to keep back and even leave the vicinity.  The doctor then moved them out of site this time before calling on Amalthea for a beam out.   Rayek hoped that with Rojol's efforts to transfer the anti-matter fuel that the radiation leak would have diminished enough to make. transport this close to the facility possible. 

If not, then he doubted whether Padrini, and thus himself, would survive the half hour walk back to the shuttle, given how badly the man was huffing and puffing currently.

However, his worries were for naught for not long after Padrini called for beam up the second time, he felt the familiar effect of the transporter beam taking part and then reassembling his body.



[USS Amalthea - Sickbay]

Tess faltered when she saw her husband's disguise. A dozen questions popped up in her mind, some quite amused ones, but they would have to wait. Despite the jokes that the situation might evoke, there had been a reason why this was an emergency.

"Turn off the holo-projectors", Tess ordered a crewman who seemed to be busy laughing into himself. When that was done Tess stepped closer to the biobed Rayek was lying on and gently touched his hand to have a look at him. She had barely seen him in a state like this. Ciccino, she thought.

During that moment the biobed had started to pick up Rayek's biosigns. Tess lifted her head and looked at catastrophic readings. "What happened?", she asked Roberto while she began to examine Rayek's body. She removed the blood-soaked cloth to reveal a relatively small wound. While it looked nasty Tess didn't understand why Rayek was in such a bad state as he was.

"The bullet ...", Padrini panted, still out of breath. "A metal component reacted with ... with the copper in his blood ..."


Never had Rayek been so relieved to see sickbay.  From here Padrini could do something to actually help, rather than torture him with unsanitary engineering tools.   But what was best of all, was that the first voice he heard, and the face that he first looked up at was that of his wife!  His one regret was that she and the other medical staff had seen him in his disguise; bad enough the away team.. but now the medical personnel as well.

With the relief of having held on long enough to reach sickbay, Rayek felt himself beginning lose consciousness even as Padrini was answering Tess' question as to what happened.   He was in good hands now with his wife present.  His eyes drifted closed.

The bio bed alarm sounded and Emily Garcia, the nurse who was watching his vitals sudden drop, called out.  "Doctor! He's crashing!  Heart rate of 20.  Blood pressure 60/40 and falling."

And when it rained, it poured - for at that moment Tess received a call from Cadet t'Movel on the Bridge. 

=/\="Captain, the ships assembling on the other side of the temporal anomaly have begun passing through into this time.  The first few ships seem to be on course towards the facility where the Away Team is at."=/\=
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 16, 2021, 05:32:57 am
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


(https://i.imgur.com/51sDYPj.png)
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell (aka Director Quinley)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]

Following his suggestion, Padrini had managed to convince the approaching guards to keep back and even leave the vicinity.  The doctor then moved them out of site this time before calling on Amalthea for a beam out.   Rayek hoped that with Rojol's efforts to transfer the anti-matter fuel that the radiation leak would have diminished enough to make. transport this close to the facility possible. 

If not, then he doubted whether Padrini, and thus himself, would survive the half hour walk back to the shuttle, given how badly the man was huffing and puffing currently.

However, his worries were for naught for not long after Padrini called for beam up the second time, he felt the familiar effect of the transporter beam taking part and then reassembling his body.



[USS Amalthea - Sickbay]


Never had Rayek been so relieved to see sickbay.  From here Padrini could do something to actually help, rather than torture him with unsanitary engineering tools.   But what was best of all, was that the first voice he heard, and the face that he first looked up at was that of his wife!  His one regret was that she and the other medical staff had seen him in his disguise; bad enough the away team.. but now the medical personnel as well.

With the relief of having held on long enough to reach sickbay, Rayek felt himself beginning lose consciousness even as Padrini was answering Tess' question as to what happened.   He was in good hands now with his wife present.  His eyes drifted closed.

The bio bed alarm sounded and Emily Garcia, the nurse who was watching his vitals sudden drop, called out.  "Doctor! He's crashing!  Heart rate of 20.  Blood pressure 60/40 and falling."

And when it rained, it poured - for at that moment Tess received a call from Cadet t'Movel on the Bridge. 

=/\="Captain, the ships assembling on the other side of the temporal anomaly have begun passing through into this time.  The first few ships seem to be on course towards the facility where the Away Team is at."=/\=

Tess was about to ask Padrini what the bullet was all about, but the nurse's exclamation distracted her. All sorts of alarms went off while Tess was shocked to lift her eyes to the monitor to find the information exactly as the nurse had called it out.

In a split second, Tess was in doctor mode. "3cc Cordrazine, quick! I need a blood analysis ASAP, I need to know what kind of toxin we're dealing with here!" To Tess' knowledge, there was no known metal that reacted with Vulcanoid blood.

The nurse administered the stimulant to get Rayek's heart working again, while Tess selected a broad-spectrum antibiotic and told another nurse to get the vial of antiobiotic from the replicator. Meanwhile, the call came from the bridge and Tess could barely hold back the curse that was on the tip of her tongue.

"Contact the away team and tell them to hurry the hell up! Have the transporter room get ready to beam them up if they don't make it back to the shuttle in time! Then we'll have to use the cargo transporter to get the shuttle back!"



(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)

 =/\= "Away team, this is Cadet t'Movel. The ships of the other side of the anomaly have started to pass through the anomaly. They are armed to the teeth and are heading towards your location. You have approximately 10-15 minutes until they will reach your location." =/\=



(https://i.imgur.com/p3AM3MU.png)


(https://i.imgur.com/wvQUJ2s.png)
NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]
That actually work Takima had thought as he rushed pasted the Guard. They were not clear yet. “We are not in the clear,” he said as they rushed onward. “Fear is one the best weapons you can toss out.”

“We gotta move and rushing out. We got a good excuse,” he told her.

Mitumba didn't exactly understand what the Romulan meant with fear being one of the best weapons, but that didn't make a difference for him. They needed to get back to the shuttle quick. That became only more evident when the ship called them and informed them that armed ships from that future time were starting their invasion.

The Caitian started not to freak out. "We need to start running or we won't make it in time!" Mitumba called to Rojol, ready to start sprinting.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 17, 2021, 12:41:07 am
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Tess was about to ask Padrini what the bullet was all about, but the nurse's exclamation distracted her. All sorts of alarms went off while Tess was shocked to lift her eyes to the monitor to find the information exactly as the nurse had called it out.

In a split second, Tess was in doctor mode. "3cc Cordrazine, quick! I need a blood analysis ASAP, I need to know what kind of toxin we're dealing with here!" To Tess' knowledge, there was no known metal that reacted with Vulcanoid blood.

The nurse administered the stimulant to get Rayek's heart working again, while Tess selected a broad-spectrum antibiotic and told another nurse to get the vial of antiobiotic from the replicator. Meanwhile, the call came from the bridge and Tess could barely hold back the curse that was on the tip of her tongue.

"Contact the away team and tell them to hurry the hell up! Have the transporter room get ready to beam them up if they don't make it back to the shuttle in time! Then we'll have to use the cargo transporter to get the shuttle back!"



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 =/\= "Away team, this is Cadet t'Movel. The ships of the other side of the anomaly have started to pass through the anomaly. They are armed to the teeth and are heading towards your location. You have approximately 10-15 minutes until they will reach your location." =/\=



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NPC Ensign Mitumba (Science)
[P-161129 - Facility compound]
Mitumba didn't exactly understand what the Romulan meant with fear being one of the best weapons, but that didn't make a difference for him. They needed to get back to the shuttle quick. That became only more evident when the ship called them and informed them that armed ships from that future time were starting their invasion.

The Caitian started not to freak out. "We need to start running or we won't make it in time!" Mitumba called to Rojol, ready to start sprinting.

[Planet site]

Who in their right mind think Rojol was going to walk back and not run. Digging his heels in the ground he ran fast as he can. With the antimatter in his hands he was holding close to his chest. Which made running harder for the Romulan. He was unable to swing his arms to pump himself to go.

As he was running with his running partner some root of a tree was up high enough to trip Rojol down to the ground. He pulled his legs up close to his chest as he was falling. With dexterity of being a Romulan he was able to hold the canister from hitting the ground. A twig with a sharp end had scratched his cheek and near his his left eye. It was close enough to take his eye out.

Cursing in Romulan he fought himself back to his feet. Then he cringed in pain as he felt his toes declared they don’t want to move. He had gritted his teeth and forced himself to run fast as possible.

The shuttle was in site. It felt for ever for Rojol. Sweat was pouring down his face as he was in much pain. Of course Mitumba had beat himself to the shuttle. The Caitain had the door open for Rojol to get in. Just as he got in he swore more a few more Romulan words. He handed the antimatter to Mitumba so they can place it down safely as he stumbled to the helm.

The Romulan’s finger was racing on the holo image of flight. He threw the power up fast and forced the shuttle to take off fast. It was not the greatest tactic, but he could see on the sensors their friends are coming down at that them. He bit his lower lip as he was trying to pull a high pull and feeling his ear changing from the take off. It was sharp because he was trying avoid the locals on the planet to see the shuttle and take their visitors friends up too. He had figured they will follow in his pursuit.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 17, 2021, 01:42:46 am
NPC Ensign Emily Garcia
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Tess was about to ask Padrini what the bullet was all about, but the nurse's exclamation distracted her. All sorts of alarms went off while Tess was shocked to lift her eyes to the monitor to find the information exactly as the nurse had called it out.

In a split second, Tess was in doctor mode. "3cc Cordrazine, quick! I need a blood analysis ASAP, I need to know what kind of toxin we're dealing with here!" To Tess' knowledge, there was no known metal that reacted with Vulcanoid blood.

The nurse administered the stimulant to get Rayek's heart working again, while Tess selected a broad-spectrum antibiotic and told another nurse to get the vial of antiobiotic from the replicator. Meanwhile, the call came from the bridge and Tess could barely hold back the curse that was on the tip of her tongue.

"Contact the away team and tell them to hurry the hell up! Have the transporter room get ready to beam them up if they don't make it back to the shuttle in time! Then we'll have to use the cargo transporter to get the shuttle back!"

Ensign Garcia administered the ordered dosage per the Captain's orders.  Garcia had transferred over from Katra along with Tess, Rayek and Padrini, so reacting to the former Medical Chief was like second nature to her. 

The injection of cordrazine, a chemical stimulant using often in exactly these types of cardiac arrest situations, worked its way to Rayek's faltering heart and gave it the boost it needed to keep functioning...for the moment.  The question on Ensign Garcia's mind was - for how long? The stimulant currently counteracted the immediate effects of the cardiac impairment caused by the poisoning.   However, without a way to remove the remaining toxin, it was difficult to say which would endure longer - the stimulant or the toxin.

While the Captain dealt with answering a call from the Bridge, Garcia, drew a blood sample from the prone Commander and hurried it into the hemoanalysis unit.  It was a hematology analyzer, used to count the number of different types of blood cells, blood platelets, haemoglobin, and haematocrit levels in a blood sample.  Garcia quickly set the unit's parameters for Vulcanoid norms which were copper based rather than human norms which were iron based. 

It took less than a minute for the analyzer to read the blood sample provided.  Garcia took one look at the readout before transferring the results to display screen at the head of Command Rayek's bed and then called out to the two doctors working to save the Romulan's life. 

"Doctors, the results from the blood work are up on the biobed screen"
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 17, 2021, 03:02:56 pm
Mitumba
[P-161129 - Shuttle]

After the Amalthea's call there had been only one thought in the Caitian's mind: run! When Rojol stumbled and fell Mitumba stopped to help him up but he was quicker without it and then they continued to run. The Romulan seemed to have hurt his foot, Mitumba saw that as he reached the shuttle and opened the door and then turned around to see where Rojol was. But shortly after, both of them were inside the shuttle.

He took the anti-matter container from him and placed it in a holder so it would sit there safely and not fall. He then turned the holo-projectors off and took a seat next to Rojol, checking the readings. He too saw the ships on the sensors while Rojol started the shuttle moved them in a sharp angle up into the air. "They're really close now", Mitumba said to Rojol with concern.

When the futuristic ships closed in on their location, there was suddenly an energy burst on the sensor readings. Mitumba faltered and checked the screen repeatedly. "Sir, I think the ships have just been destroyed! A counterstrike from the planet's surface!" Which was good, maybe that was enough of a commotion and they could escape unseen and what was even more important, they wouldn't have to worry about those ships targeting them - for now.



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Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Tess looked up when Ensign Garcia turned their attention to the blood analysis. "Roberto, you have a look at that."

"Doctor, his heart goes into arrest again! Do you want me to give him another cordrazine shot?"

"Yes, another 3 cc's!" She turned away briefly and fetched the portable cardiostimulator, just in case. Cordrazine needed to be dosaged carefully since an overdosis could have severe side effects, but that was for humans. Vulcanoids tended to be more resilient and less sensitive to the potency of medication. So Tess didn't worry about that too much.

Tess watched as Emily gave Rayek another injection, her eyes fixated on the biobed readings. Subconsciously, she reached for Rayek's hand to squeeze and hold it. His heartbeat was stabilizing for the moment again and Tess turned her head to look at Roberto. "Do you have something?"

"Yes, I think I got it", he nodded at her. "The metal component that caused the poisoning is unknown to us, but is very similiar to lead."

"Prepare a chelation therapy. Domercepral. We need to get this out of his blood as quick as possible."

Roberto nodded and started to work on that. Tess didn't leave Rayek's side but kept an eye on the readings.
 =/\= "t'Lhoell to Lt. Takima. What is your status?" =/\=
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 19, 2021, 02:48:13 am
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NPC Cadel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Mitumba
[P-161129 - Shuttle]

After the Amalthea's call there had been only one thought in the Caitian's mind: run! When Rojol stumbled and fell Mitumba stopped to help him up but he was quicker without it and then they continued to run. The Romulan seemed to have hurt his foot, Mitumba saw that as he reached the shuttle and opened the door and then turned around to see where Rojol was. But shortly after, both of them were inside the shuttle.

He took the anti-matter container from him and placed it in a holder so it would sit there safely and not fall. He then turned the holo-projectors off and took a seat next to Rojol, checking the readings. He too saw the ships on the sensors while Rojol started the shuttle moved them in a sharp angle up into the air. "They're really close now", Mitumba said to Rojol with concern.

When the futuristic ships closed in on their location, there was suddenly an energy burst on the sensor readings. Mitumba faltered and checked the screen repeatedly. "Sir, I think the ships have just been destroyed! A counterstrike from the planet's surface!" Which was good, maybe that was enough of a commotion and they could escape unseen and what was even more important, they wouldn't have to worry about those ships targeting them - for now.

From the Ops console, Tordel had watched in growing concern as more and more ships from the future crossed the temporal anomaly.  Thankfully, for the moment, they appeared to be amassing near the anomaly; while a smaller number of ships headed directly towards the remote facility where Mitumba and Takima's commbadges and lifesigns placed them.  After forewarning the two officers on the ground per the Captain's orders, Tordel felt the need to keep watch over them.

Meanwhile, the leading ship had been broadcasting non-stop since it's arrival, what appeared to be a justification of it's intent.  It's message, spoken with a raspy voice, was ominous as Tordel played it over the Bridge speakers for the officer at conn, and even piped it down through to the Captain in Sickbay,  who was checked in on her injured husband.

"To my ancestors, who through terrible innovation and technology have brought destruction to their future generations, we, your children's children's children - the last of our dying people, strike back at those who first conjured this foul-blight into our world,  and reclaim what should have been our birthright. A world of peace not war, a land free poisoning radiation and lingering sickness, and the ability to have children of our own."

"Surrender all documents and research regarding what is known as the 'Friendship Project'.  Sacrifice all those who have worked on the project so that no knowledge of it can be carried forward.  Agree to do this and we will spare your cities.  Defy us and we will raze this planet to ensure a better tomorrow."

It was at this point that the message looped back to the beginning and started again.. "To my ancestors..."

For the first several minutes, as the future ships approached the facility there seemed to be no response from the local population.  Did they even have the means of receiving such a message, given then level of their technology?  It was question raised by the conn officer.

A check of the Amalthea's sensors showed the answer clearly.   "Yes, radio waves are present but not in any great numbers.  It seemed that is another rather recent innovation.  Tordel responded in reply to the duty officers question.

Returning her attention back to the progress of the Amalthea officers, Tordel was happy to see that Takima and Mitumba's bio-signs were now at the landing site.  "Takima and Mitumba have made it to the shuttle!" she announced happily.   

They arrived with not much time to spare she realized as the aerial ships from the future were getting into visual range.  So concerned was she that Tordel didn't even notice that she'd begun to hold her breath in nervous wait.

The shuttle lifted and to her dismay the future ship seemed to immediately alter course towards them.  "I think they've been spotted, sir." Tordel informed the officer at the conn.  This was bad news for the Away Team.  Because despite the aerial ships being from the future they were still pre-warp and therefore fell under the rules of the Prime Directive.

Then suddenly cannon fire erupted, from what appeared to be a previously unseen ground defense installation.  The planes had no chance of surviving the attack.  The looping message cut of mid-sentence.   Tordel was torn between stunned shock at the unexpected destruction of the small attacking force, and relief that those ships would not be reporting what they saw to others.   From the angle of the shuttles lift off, it didn't appear that the ground installation could see what the ships had turned towards.   Or so the Cadet hoped.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 19, 2021, 09:26:29 am
Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

While Roberto worked on synthesizing the required medication for Rayek, Tess stared at the bio bed monitor. The second cordrazine shot had helped for the moment again, but Tess doubted a third one would help if it was necessary. While she observed Rayek's vital signs, she heard conversation spoken on the bridge since Cadet t'Movel had left the channel open.

She was relieved to hear that Mitumba and Takima had made it to the shuttle. She hoped that meant that the mission was soon completed. Just in time, as she was hearing that more ships passed throught the anomaly now. Roberto stepped up to the bed and injected Domercepral, an agent that would neutralize the toxin, hopefully. Hopefully, because they had not dealt with that specific toxin before.

 =/\= "Transporter Room, prepare to beam up the probe." =/\=

Through the comm channel Tess heard Tordel report that the shuttle had been spotted.  =/\= "Bridge, please confirm. The shuttle has been spotted? By how many?" =/\=


 =/\= "Two of the ships that had passed through the anomaly, Sir. But the past population has destroyed them with cannon balls!" =/\=

 =/\= "Is the shuttle safe?" =/\=

 =/\= "Yes, they're heading towards us." =/\=


Tess then turned to check on Rayek. There were only slight changes in the readings but they were for the better.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 19, 2021, 05:18:22 pm
[Shuttle]

Takima had the shuttle above the planet when the ground defense of the planet had destroyed the ships which was coming toward the facility and they had one coming after them.

damn The pilot thought. He was bitting down on his jaw which showed the tension of the muscles on the side of his jaw. It seemed the ground defense blew up the offensive side. Which maybe gave them the break to escape without being seen. He was to busy to see because he was focusing on his job.

“Yes. We need get out of here. And we use that as an opportunity,” he said as he pulled up the warp drive speed window on the holographic image. He sent coordinates at Amalthea location and done a warp jump to get them out of there.

He looked at Matimba and smiled, “I think we make a great team,” he shared. “Did you think we got cleared without being seen?” He asked.

 =/\= Amalthea Takima and Matimba reporting for duty! =/\= He said with a grin.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 20, 2021, 09:28:45 am
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[Shuttle]

[Shuttle]

Takima had the shuttle above the planet when the ground defense of the planet had destroyed the ships which was coming toward the facility and they had one coming after them.

damn The pilot thought. He was bitting down on his jaw which showed the tension of the muscles on the side of his jaw. It seemed the ground defense blew up the offensive side. Which maybe gave them the break to escape without being seen. He was to busy to see because he was focusing on his job.

“Yes. We need get out of here. And we use that as an opportunity,” he said as he pulled up the warp drive speed window on the holographic image. He sent coordinates at Amalthea location and done a warp jump to get them out of there.

He looked at Matimba and smiled, “I think we make a great team,” he shared. “Did you think we got cleared without being seen?” He asked.

 =/\= Amalthea Takima and Matimba reporting for duty! =/\= He said with a grin.

Mitumba, who had turned off his holo-projectors by now, grinned back at the Romulan, baring his teeth as he did so. "I think so too, Sir", the Caitian replied, relieved that the mission came to an end now. "I was hoping we would get out without being seen." He paused briefly. Actually they had been seen. But ironically the people at the ground had come to their help - unknowingly. He watched with dismay as more and more ships came through the anomaly.




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Tordel
[Bridge]

=/\= Amalthea Takima and Matimba reporting for duty! =/\=

Tordel's face lighted up with relief.  =/\= "Acknowledged, Lieutenant! We await you back!" =/\=


Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Tess knew she was needed on the bridge. But she couldn't take her eyes off Rayek, even less move away from his side.

"I'll take care of him", Roberto said softly to her. "Go. You're needed up there."

Her eyes met Roberto's; she hesitated, although she knew he was right. Her face was a grimace of worry as she took another second to look at her husband. She reached for his hand, squeezed it gently - a silent temporary good-bye. Taking a deep breath she let go of his hand and looked to Roberto. "Keep me informed."

He nodded. "I will."

Taking a look at Rayek once more, she eventually turned around and left the sickbay.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 20, 2021, 02:42:16 pm
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

While Roberto worked on synthesizing the required medication for Rayek, Tess stared at the bio bed monitor. The second cordrazine shot had helped for the moment again, but Tess doubted a third one would help if it was necessary. While she observed Rayek's vital signs, she heard conversation spoken on the bridge since Cadet t'Movel had left the channel open.

She was relieved to hear that Mitumba and Takima had made it to the shuttle. She hoped that meant that the mission was soon completed. Just in time, as she was hearing that more ships passed throught the anomaly now. Roberto stepped up to the bed and injected Domercepral, an agent that would neutralize the toxin, hopefully. Hopefully, because they had not dealt with that specific toxin before.

 =/\= "Transporter Room, prepare to beam up the probe." =/\=

Through the comm channel Tess heard Tordel report that the shuttle had been spotted.  =/\= "Bridge, please confirm. The shuttle has been spotted? By how many?" =/\=


 =/\= "Two of the ships that had passed through the anomaly, Sir. But the past population has destroyed them with cannon balls!" =/\=

 =/\= "Is the shuttle safe?" =/\=

 =/\= "Yes, they're heading towards us." =/\=


Tess then turned to check on Rayek. There were only slight changes in the readings but they were for the better.

Consciousness returned in increments.  First there was the awareness that he existed. That despite the fading vision of Vorta Vor in his mind, he had actually survived.  Then came recollection of being shot.. and poisoned by the projectile.. of Padrini working to remove the bullet and aiding him... and then the last of his conscious memories of Tess being there in Sickbay to look after.  All this took but a fraction of second, before he became aware of his surroundings.  He was in Sickbay still and the familiar presence at his side he could tell was Tess.  Relief washed over Rayek. 

He could hear Tess' voice speaking but couldn't fully make out what it was she was saying; however whatever it wasn't directed to him presently, since she was responding using her Captain's tone.  A tone entirely different from the voice she commonly used when speaking to him privately.   Another voice joined Tess' conversation.  Tordel's.

Rayek attempted to focus this attention to figure out what was being said. What he heard was a bit concerning. The shuttle had been spotted?  Fvadt!  Rayek attempted to open his eyes then but no amount of effort on his part seemed capable of making that desire a reality.

The conversation continued and he was grateful to learn that the ships that had spotted the shuttle were now destroyed. A terrible thing to be grateful given the loss of life but Rayek realized with that 'sacrifice' the Prime Directive was maintained.. at a cost.

It was then that the Transporter Room replied to Tess' earlier order. 
=/\= "Aye, Captain.  We have a partial lock on the probe. The anti-matter radiation is still causing some interference with the transporter.  But we are ready to attempt beam out on your order." =/\=



Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Tess knew she was needed on the bridge. But she couldn't take her eyes off Rayek, even less move away from his side.

"I'll take care of him", Roberto said softly to her. "Go. You're needed up there."

Her eyes met Roberto's; she hesitated, although she knew he was right. Her face was a grimace of worry as she took another second to look at her husband. She reached for his hand, squeezed it gently - a silent temporary good-bye. Taking a deep breath she let go of his hand and looked to Roberto. "Keep me informed."

He nodded. "I will."

Taking a look at Rayek once more, she eventually turned around and left the sickbay.

Rayek continued to try to open his eyes, to let Tess know he was conscious, but full even that limited movement still eluded him as he listened to Tess and Padrini discuss her leaving him in the other doctor's care.   The soft tone Padrini used to convince Tess had Rayek inwardly grimacing and seeing red recalling words spoken by the man a year prior.   

..."You probably don't care what I think, but I tell you this: You should have taken advantage of your position while you have been XO to get rid of me, because once Tess will have enough of your egotism, I will be right there to comfort her." ...

It seemed to Rayek that the doctor had never given up his interest in Tess, and like a vulture at the site of a kill, here Padrini was circling, making nice with HIS wife - while Rayek could do nothing to prevent it.

The Romulan could hear Tess'  footsteps beginning to walk away... and in a desperate and selfish bid to keep her with him for just a little while longer, Rayek reached out to her with his mind - hoping he had at least that ability still.

~"E'lev, I'm here. Please don't leave just yet"~ A tinge of fear laced his thoughts at the idea of Tess leaving his side so soon after he nearly died.



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Meanwhile on the Bridge, Tordel was watching the assembled future ships as they began to disperse across the planet.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 21, 2021, 10:05:16 am
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Consciousness returned in increments.  First there was the awareness that he existed. That despite the fading vision of Vorta Vor in his mind, he had actually survived.  Then came recollection of being shot.. and poisoned by the projectile.. of Padrini working to remove the bullet and aiding him... and then the last of his conscious memories of Tess being there in Sickbay to look after.  All this took but a fraction of second, before he became aware of his surroundings.  He was in Sickbay still and the familiar presence at his side he could tell was Tess.  Relief washed over Rayek. 

He could hear Tess' voice speaking but couldn't fully make out what it was she was saying; however whatever it wasn't directed to him presently, since she was responding using her Captain's tone.  A tone entirely different from the voice she commonly used when speaking to him privately.   Another voice joined Tess' conversation.  Tordel's.

Rayek attempted to focus this attention to figure out what was being said. What he heard was a bit concerning. The shuttle had been spotted?  Fvadt!  Rayek attempted to open his eyes then but no amount of effort on his part seemed capable of making that desire a reality.

The conversation continued and he was grateful to learn that the ships that had spotted the shuttle were now destroyed. A terrible thing to be grateful given the loss of life but Rayek realized with that 'sacrifice' the Prime Directive was maintained.. at a cost.

It was then that the Transporter Room replied to Tess' earlier order. 
=/\= "Aye, Captain.  We have a partial lock on the probe. The anti-matter radiation is still causing some interference with the transporter.  But we are ready to attempt beam out on your order." =/\=


 =/\= "Work together with Science to make sure no one is near the probe when we make our attempt. When everything is clear, beam the probe up as soon as you have a stable lock on the probe." =/\=


Rayek continued to try to open his eyes, to let Tess know he was conscious, but full even that limited movement still eluded him as he listened to Tess and Padrini discuss her leaving him in the other doctor's care.   The soft tone Padrini used to convince Tess had Rayek inwardly grimacing and seeing red recalling words spoken by the man a year prior.   

..."You probably don't care what I think, but I tell you this: You should have taken advantage of your position while you have been XO to get rid of me, because once Tess will have enough of your egotism, I will be right there to comfort her." ...

It seemed to Rayek that the doctor had never given up his interest in Tess, and like a vulture at the site of a kill, here Padrini was circling, making nice with HIS wife - while Rayek could do nothing to prevent it.

The Romulan could hear Tess'  footsteps beginning to walk away... and in a desperate and selfish bid to keep her with him for just a little while longer, Rayek reached out to her with his mind - hoping he had at least that ability still.

~"E'lev, I'm here. Please don't leave just yet"~ A tinge of fear laced his thoughts at the idea of Tess leaving his side so soon after he nearly died.

The doors were already opening as Tess approached them, but then a voice made her stop in her tracks. It was no voice she heard with her ears, but only with her mind. The voice was welcome in her mind and gave her only good and warm memories.

She turned around, her heart clenching when she sensed the fear he felt. Without hesitation she walked back to the bed, but found Rayek seemingly still unconscious. "I'm here", she said quietly and reached for his hand. She glanced up at the biobed readings. Slowly but surely they were improving.

"Tess? You don't need to be worried. He will be fine", Roberto said, apparently thinking she still needed someone to comfort her.

"He's awake. Give him 2 cc's of Cordafin", Tess replied and looked back at Rayek. "I won't leave you", she whispered.

Roberto seemed to hesitate briefly, but then administered the stimulant to Rayek.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 22, 2021, 12:08:50 am
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


 =/\= "Work together with Science to make sure no one is near the probe when we make our attempt. When everything is clear, beam the probe up as soon as you have a stable lock on the probe." =/\=


The doors were already opening as Tess approached them, but then a voice made her stop in her tracks. It was no voice she heard with her ears, but only with her mind. The voice was welcome in her mind and gave her only good and warm memories.

She turned around, her heart clenching when she sensed the fear he felt. Without hesitation she walked back to the bed, but found Rayek seemingly still unconscious. "I'm here", she said quietly and reached for his hand. She glanced up at the biobed readings. Slowly but surely they were improving.

"Tess? You don't need to be worried. He will be fine", Roberto said, apparently thinking she still needed someone to comfort her.

"He's awake. Give him 2 cc's of Cordafin", Tess replied and looked back at Rayek. "I won't leave you", she whispered.

Roberto seemed to hesitate briefly, but then administered the stimulant to Rayek.

That Tess heard him and chose to return to his side had Rayek ecstatic with joy.  Not that it showed.  Physically, because of the still lingering toxin, that joy translated to no more than fluttered heartbeat.  But Rayek felt it. And because of her returning to his side, and his telepathy, Rayek knew that Tess felt it as well. 

The injected stimulant hit his system moments later and finally Rayek had the ability to open his eyes and gazed up into the face... of Padrini?!  Wincing with effort, Rayek turned his head and sought out Tess' incredible blue eyes.   Upon finding them, Rayek's lips curved into a small smile that grew wider and more natural with each second that passed.  His hand reached out to hers.   It was like her presence renewed his strength.  Medically it was likely the chelation treatment beginning to proper effect filtering out the toxin from his blood.

~ Hann'yyo, e'lev.  Hwi s'tivh orhae arhva.~  The thought expressed to her, his thanks that she saved him.  Though it wasn't just this one medical incident he was referring to, but for continuing to choose him and thereby saving him from being alone, now and into the future.

Rayek could have lingered hours smiling up at her face, sharing with her how much he loved her and needed her with him, but Rayek was rarely that fortunate and with Tess' position as Captain things were bound to interrupt.

=/\= "Transporter Room to the Captain.  We have a lock.  Initiating transport now." =/\= 

The sound of the transporter effect was heard over the comm system a moment later and Rayek glanced about half expecting the probe to re-materialize there in Sickbay... but of course that wasn't the case. 

=/\= "Transport complete.  The probe is being  secured in Cargo Bay One." =/\=

That call was followed up barely a moment later by the junior security officer Tess had handed conn to - a fact that Rayek only knew from having shared thoughts with her moments ago.

=/\= "Lieutenant Moors to the Captain.  We are tracking the movements of the other ships which came through the temporal distortion, and they seem to be staging tactically around the planet, ma'am." =/\= 

Though the call was phrased as just an update, there was a clear need for direction in the young officers' tone.  Rayek was reminded again on how the majority of the crew even it's department heads were barely 5 months out of the Academy.

Rayek knew both from his own experience and Tess' thoughts as they shifted away from him and onto the needs of the ship, that Tess had to return to the Bridge.  She'd chosen him over the ship for those precious moments that he'd needed her, but now that he was fully conscious she had a responsibility to the rest of the ship.   The First Officer in him understood that, even if the romantic part of him lamented that reality. 

With a parting caress, he withdrew from her mind.  "You need to go... I know this.  I am feeling much better already.   I'll join you on the Bridge as soon as I can," Rayek assured.



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NPC Ensign Tordel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tordel watched the shuttle approach the ship's hidden location.

=/\= "Shuttle bay doors opening." =/\=  she announced professionally, but then couldn't help but add in a little extra to those that had gone the distance and completed the mission.  =/\= "Welcome back home! You'll be happy to hear the probe was beamed aboard safely.  Great work you two! Oh engineer says they will meet you just out of the shuttle to take possession of the anti-matter and deal with it properly." =/\=
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 23, 2021, 05:29:42 pm
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

That Tess heard him and chose to return to his side had Rayek ecstatic with joy.  Not that it showed.  Physically, because of the still lingering toxin, that joy translated to no more than fluttered heartbeat.  But Rayek felt it. And because of her returning to his side, and his telepathy, Rayek knew that Tess felt it as well. 

The injected stimulant hit his system moments later and finally Rayek had the ability to open his eyes and gazed up into the face... of Padrini?!  Wincing with effort, Rayek turned his head and sought out Tess' incredible blue eyes.   Upon finding them, Rayek's lips curved into a small smile that grew wider and more natural with each second that passed.  His hand reached out to hers.   It was like her presence renewed his strength.  Medically it was likely the chelation treatment beginning to proper effect filtering out the toxin from his blood.

~ Hann'yyo, e'lev.  Hwi s'tivh orhae arhva.~  The thought expressed to her, his thanks that she saved him.  Though it wasn't just this one medical incident he was referring to, but for continuing to choose him and thereby saving him from being alone, now and into the future.

Rayek could have lingered hours smiling up at her face, sharing with her how much he loved her and needed her with him, but Rayek was rarely that fortunate and with Tess' position as Captain things were bound to interrupt.

=/\= "Transporter Room to the Captain.  We have a lock.  Initiating transport now." =/\= 

The sound of the transporter effect was heard over the comm system a moment later and Rayek glanced about half expecting the probe to re-materialize there in Sickbay... but of course that wasn't the case. 

=/\= "Transport complete.  The probe is being  secured in Cargo Bay One." =/\=

That call was followed up barely a moment later by the junior security officer Tess had handed conn to - a fact that Rayek only knew from having shared thoughts with her moments ago.

=/\= "Lieutenant Moors to the Captain.  We are tracking the movements of the other ships which came through the temporal distortion, and they seem to be staging tactically around the planet, ma'am." =/\= 

Though the call was phrased as just an update, there was a clear need for direction in the young officers' tone.  Rayek was reminded again on how the majority of the crew even it's department heads were barely 5 months out of the Academy.

Rayek knew both from his own experience and Tess' thoughts as they shifted away from him and onto the needs of the ship, that Tess had to return to the Bridge.  She'd chosen him over the ship for those precious moments that he'd needed her, but now that he was fully conscious she had a responsibility to the rest of the ship.   The First Officer in him understood that, even if the romantic part of him lamented that reality. 

With a parting caress, he withdrew from her mind.  "You need to go... I know this.  I am feeling much better already.   I'll join you on the Bridge as soon as I can," Rayek assured.



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NPC Ensign Tordel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tordel watched the shuttle approach the ship's hidden location.

=/\= "Shuttle bay doors opening." =/\=  she announced professionally, but then couldn't help but add in a little extra to those that had gone the distance and completed the mission.  =/\= "Welcome back home! You'll be happy to hear the probe was beamed aboard safely.  Great work you two! Oh engineer says they will meet you just out of the shuttle to take possession of the anti-matter and deal with it properly." =/\=


[Shuttle]

There was great relief they seemed to be success. The planet with their civil war and situation might be not be good for them. The harm of Starfleet technology will be gone and they won’t be able to use it for their advantage.

 =/\= Thank you. It was a team effort. =/\= Rojol had replied. That was true. The humans had a saying on Earth which they had used in Starfleet training. Well he was not on earth but the saying carried through out the fleet. There was no “I” in team.

Landing the shuttle in the bay was like a little fun because it was like trying fly in a cave. There was always taking off and landing a shuttle was the fun part. There was acrobat maneuvers which was fun. However you are not able to use them often. Unless it was in training and practicing.
 
After the shuttle landed he turned to his fellow crew member, “now we wait for engineering to come. So as we wait. Tell me something about you. Like who you date?” he asked. It was a topic to talk about.

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 24, 2021, 12:53:39 am
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

That Tess heard him and chose to return to his side had Rayek ecstatic with joy.  Not that it showed.  Physically, because of the still lingering toxin, that joy translated to no more than fluttered heartbeat.  But Rayek felt it. And because of her returning to his side, and his telepathy, Rayek knew that Tess felt it as well. 

The injected stimulant hit his system moments later and finally Rayek had the ability to open his eyes and gazed up into the face... of Padrini?!  Wincing with effort, Rayek turned his head and sought out Tess' incredible blue eyes.   Upon finding them, Rayek's lips curved into a small smile that grew wider and more natural with each second that passed.  His hand reached out to hers.   It was like her presence renewed his strength.  Medically it was likely the chelation treatment beginning to proper effect filtering out the toxin from his blood.

~ Hann'yyo, e'lev.  Hwi s'tivh orhae arhva.~  The thought expressed to her, his thanks that she saved him.  Though it wasn't just this one medical incident he was referring to, but for continuing to choose him and thereby saving him from being alone, now and into the future.

Rayek could have lingered hours smiling up at her face, sharing with her how much he loved her and needed her with him, but Rayek was rarely that fortunate and with Tess' position as Captain things were bound to interrupt.

=/\= "Transporter Room to the Captain.  We have a lock.  Initiating transport now." =/\= 

The sound of the transporter effect was heard over the comm system a moment later and Rayek glanced about half expecting the probe to re-materialize there in Sickbay... but of course that wasn't the case. 

=/\= "Transport complete.  The probe is being  secured in Cargo Bay One." =/\=

That call was followed up barely a moment later by the junior security officer Tess had handed conn to - a fact that Rayek only knew from having shared thoughts with her moments ago.

=/\= "Lieutenant Moors to the Captain.  We are tracking the movements of the other ships which came through the temporal distortion, and they seem to be staging tactically around the planet, ma'am." =/\= 

Though the call was phrased as just an update, there was a clear need for direction in the young officers' tone.  Rayek was reminded again on how the majority of the crew even it's department heads were barely 5 months out of the Academy.

Rayek knew both from his own experience and Tess' thoughts as they shifted away from him and onto the needs of the ship, that Tess had to return to the Bridge.  She'd chosen him over the ship for those precious moments that he'd needed her, but now that he was fully conscious she had a responsibility to the rest of the ship.   The First Officer in him understood that, even if the romantic part of him lamented that reality. 

With a parting caress, he withdrew from her mind.  "You need to go... I know this.  I am feeling much better already.   I'll join you on the Bridge as soon as I can," Rayek assured.


To see Rayek smile up at her had Tess once more being relieved that he was still with her. It had been the second time in a short time that she had almost lost him. Bending down a little towards him, she started caressing his face, gently touching his forehead and moving her hand towards his hair line.

Once more she heard his voice in her mind, what he was saying caused her to smiel a little wider and then she shook her head. He shouldn't have to thank her for that. It was a given for her. "Always, ciccino", she whispered, so quietly that only Rayek could hear it.

During that moment of bonding, incoming calls were interrupting them. Tess squeezed her eyes closed for a moment; it was hard for her right now to switch from her role as concerned and loving wife to that of the Captain she also was.
Tapping her badge, she replied to the transporter officer.  =/\= "Acknowledged. Good job." =/\=

She had barely finished speaking when another call came in, from the bridge this time. She too picked up on the questioning tone in the young Lieutenant's voice. She looked down, seeking Rayek's eyes and she knew he understood. It was there in that moment that a small voice in the back of her mind wondered if she could carry on like this. Having her father severely injured and her husband almost killed twice, she also wondered if it was a reflection on the quality of her captaincy.

Squeezing Rayek's hand a final time she looked at him lovingly. "Take your time to rest. I want you to get well." Her hand touched his cheek gently, there was the thought of 'I love you' in her mind she hoped he'd pick up. Then she turned away and headed to the exit, tapping her comm badge once more to let the Lieutenant know she was on the way up to the bridge.





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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Roberto had been reluctant to give Rayek the stimulant like Tess wanted. If it would have been him alone with the Romulan, he would have given him a tranquilizer and send him to sleep as long as possible. The moments of obvious affection of both of them made him grimace sourly. He was a doctor and it was his obligation to save lives but his rage regarding Rayek having stolen Tess from him slowly but surely made that obligation regarding Rayek less and less important to him. How could Tess not see what kind of a person Rayek really was? He didn't care for her, not in the way he cared for Tess.

When Tess finally moved away and headed to the bridge he nodded at her as he looked after her. Then he was alone with Rayek. He looked down at him while he unhurriedly worked on the hypospray to take out the vial that had contained the stimulant.

"She's made going through a lot lately, isn't she", Padrini commented seemingly casually, but the accusating tone was obviuos.




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[USS Amalthea - Shuttlebay]

[Shuttle]

There was great relief they seemed to be success. The planet with their civil war and situation might be not be good for them. The harm of Starfleet technology will be gone and they won’t be able to use it for their advantage.

 =/\= Thank you. It was a team effort. =/\= Rojol had replied. That was true. The humans had a saying on Earth which they had used in Starfleet training. Well he was not on earth but the saying carried through out the fleet. There was no “I” in team.

Landing the shuttle in the bay was like a little fun because it was like trying fly in a cave. There was always taking off and landing a shuttle was the fun part. There was acrobat maneuvers which was fun. However you are not able to use them often. Unless it was in training and practicing.
 
After the shuttle landed he turned to his fellow crew member, “now we wait for engineering to come. So as we wait. Tell me something about you. Like who you date?” he asked. It was a topic to talk about.

Now that they were actually back on board the ship, Mitumba felt relieved enough to smile and lean back in the seat to relax a moment. When Rojol spoke to him the Caitian sat straighter again and was a little surprised as to the question he was asked.

"Oh, um... I date no one at the moment, sir. I was focused on my job on the ship." That was true. Mitumba spent most of his time - even his free time - in the ship's science labs. "And ... and you, sir?", he asked a little hesitantly, unsure if the question was expected from him or inappropriate.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 24, 2021, 06:00:26 pm
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

...She had barely finished speaking when another call came in, from the bridge this time. She too picked up on the questioning tone in the young Lieutenant's voice. She looked down, seeking Rayek's eyes and she knew he understood. It was there in that moment that a small voice in the back of her mind wondered if she could carry on like this. Having her father severely injured and her husband almost killed twice, she also wondered if it was a reflection on the quality of her captaincy.

Squeezing Rayek's hand a final time she looked at him lovingly. "Take your time to rest. I want you to get well." Her hand touched his cheek gently, there was the thought of 'I love you' in her mind she hoped he'd pick up. Then she turned away and headed to the exit, tapping her comm badge once more to let the Lieutenant know she was on the way up to the bridge.


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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Roberto had been reluctant to give Rayek the stimulant like Tess wanted. If it would have been him alone with the Romulan, he would have given him a tranquilizer and send him to sleep as long as possible. The moments of obvious affection of both of them made him grimace sourly. He was a doctor and it was his obligation to save lives but his rage regarding Rayek having stolen Tess from him slowly but surely made that obligation regarding Rayek less and less important to him. How could Tess not see what kind of a person Rayek really was? He didn't care for her, not in the way he cared for Tess.

When Tess finally moved away and headed to the bridge he nodded at her as he looked after her. Then he was alone with Rayek. He looked down at him while he unhurriedly worked on the hypospray to take out the vial that had contained the stimulant.

"She's been going through a lot lately, isn't she", Padrini commented seemingly casually, but the accusing tone was obvious.

Rayek had pulled his mind back before Tess' doubting thoughts began otherwise, he would have been quick to silence that small, negative voice, with some much-needed reassurance.   But he hadn't fully missed seeing her self-doubting expression.  But the look was gone quick, replaced with a loving smile towards him as she touched his cheek fondly and advised him to rest.  He dutifully nodded his agreement and watched her exit the Medbay, one hand half raised in a parting wave towards her, until she was out of sight.

Then he let his hand fall to the biobed in exhaustion.  It was ridiculous how weak he was presently!  Rayek was furious with himself for letting this happen to himself - yet again!   Padrini's words and tone didn't help any.  Rayek cast the doctor a sideways glance.

"Yes, I'm fully aware of that, doctor." he sighed.  "Rather than point out the obvious, what can you do to speed up this treatment so that I can fulfil my obligations to my Captain and wife and be there for her so she doesn't need to shoulder so much of the ship's responsibility alone?"

Despite how weak he felt, Rayek levered himself up into a sitting position, and glanced behind him to his own bio-readings.   While Rayek wasn't a doctor, he could understand the basics of what was displayed.  He noted that he'd been given chelation drugs to neutralize the toxin in his bloodstream.  He noted the dosage.

"Am I correct in assuming my treatment dosage was started off at the minimum for my weight class?  I'd like you to authorize and sign off on an increase of the chelation drugs to its max for my physiology.  I recognize this is not standard practice but if given this and placed on fast drip IV fluids at the same time then it should speed my recovery 10 fold."  Rayek stated.  He couldn't sit around and wait days for the poison to slowly leave his system.



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NPC Ensign Tordel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The turbolift doors opened with a soft swish sound.  "Captain on the Bridge!" announced the Petty officer standing watch, and noted her arrival into the duty log.

Tordel glanced over her shoulder from her position at Ops took see in what state the Captain was.  The Romulan cadet knew her own mother, Phara, was barely holding it together with Lared still being held in Sickbay; whereas the Captain, had both her father and her husband now injured... again.

Before being assigned to the Amalthea, Tordel had met the Captain a couple of times, back when Tess was a Commander.  She and Commander Rayek would visit with her parents, sharing a meal and friendly conversation.  So it was fair to say Tordel mostly new the Captain in a more personal fashion, as such she worried over her well-being.  She wanted to offer her support but didn't know how to say that.. here on the Bridge.

Tordel sighed and returned her attention back to her console where she was tracking the movements of all the aircraft from the future were overlaid a map of the planet. 

"Captain.  I'm glad your back.  Take a look at this...  Cadet t'Movel - put the map on the mainscreen."

It took but a second for Tordel to respond to Lieutenant JG Moors request.  The mainscreen then mirrored her own showing the spread of the aircraft around the planet.   

"Every major city seems to be a target.  At current speeds the farthest aircraft should be arriving to their destination within 3 hrs.   The others are holding position at higher altitude than before so the ground weapons used previously aren't effective." Tordel stated then waited to answer any question the Captain or others might have.


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NPC Ensign Darek tr'Hava
[USS Amalthea - Shuttlebay]

Darek hurried through the Shuttlebay access doors with an anti-grav unit ahead of him.  He  glanced about the large bay looking for the recently arrived Kelso.  The shuttlebay staff seemed to know what he was looking for as several pointed towards the vessel in question.  Through it's cockpit window, Darek noted the pilot and one other still inside and headed that way.  Rather than call over the comms, he waved to grab their attention and then gestured towards the shuttle door - obvious indicating for them to release the locks and open the door so he could gain entrance and collect the anti-matter fuel.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 25, 2021, 01:45:17 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Rayek had pulled his mind back before Tess' doubting thoughts began otherwise, he would have been quick to silence that small, negative voice, with some much-needed reassurance.   But he hadn't fully missed seeing her self-doubting expression.  But the look was gone quick, replaced with a loving smile towards him as she touched his cheek fondly and advised him to rest.  He dutifully nodded his agreement and watched her exit the Medbay, one hand half raised in a parting wave towards her, until she was out of sight.

Then he let his hand fall to the biobed in exhaustion.  It was ridiculous how weak he was presently!  Rayek was furious with himself for letting this happen to himself - yet again!   Padrini's words and tone didn't help any.  Rayek cast the doctor a sideways glance.

"Yes, I'm fully aware of that, doctor." he sighed.  "Rather than point out the obvious, what can you do to speed up this treatment so that I can fulfil my obligations to my Captain and wife and be there for her so she doesn't need to shoulder so much of the ship's responsibility alone?"

Despite how weak he felt, Rayek levered himself up into a sitting position, and glanced behind him to his own bio-readings.   While Rayek wasn't a doctor, he could understand the basics of what was displayed.  He noted that he'd been given chelation drugs to neutralize the toxin in his bloodstream.  He noted the dosage.

"Am I correct in assuming my treatment dosage was started off at the minimum for my weight class?  I'd like you to authorize and sign off on an increase of the chelation drugs to its max for my physiology.  I recognize this is not standard practice but if given this and placed on fast drip IV fluids at the same time then it should speed my recovery 10 fold."  Rayek stated.  He couldn't sit around and wait days for the poison to slowly leave his system.

Before Roberto could reply to Rayek's initial question, the doctor noted the movement of Rayek sitting up and first he thought he was about to get out of bed. He took a step towards him. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" He then watched as Rayek glanced at his own bio bed readings and Padrini rolled his eyes without even trying to hide it.

He listened to Rayek's statement and Roberto crossed his arms over his chest. "No." He stared back at him, knowing full well that he was the one holding the whip in hand regarding this. If it came to the crew's wellbeing, the CMO's word stood even above that of the Captain's, let alone the XO's. A little grin tugged at the corner of Roberto's lips. He would enjoy rubbing this in Rayek's face.

"Tess will be better off when she can focus on her job and not having to worry about you." Roberto turned away and picked up the empty hypospray, then opened a drawer and selected a new vial to fill it with.




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Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


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NPC Ensign Tordel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

The turbolift doors opened with a soft swish sound.  "Captain on the Bridge!" announced the Petty officer standing watch, and noted her arrival into the duty log.

Tordel glanced over her shoulder from her position at Ops took see in what state the Captain was.  The Romulan cadet knew her own mother, Phara, was barely holding it together with Lared still being held in Sickbay; whereas the Captain, had both her father and her husband now injured... again.

Before being assigned to the Amalthea, Tordel had met the Captain a couple of times, back when Tess was a Commander.  She and Commander Rayek would visit with her parents, sharing a meal and friendly conversation.  So it was fair to say Tordel mostly new the Captain in a more personal fashion, as such she worried over her well-being.  She wanted to offer her support but didn't know how to say that.. here on the Bridge.

Tordel sighed and returned her attention back to her console where she was tracking the movements of all the aircraft from the future were overlaid a map of the planet. 

"Captain.  I'm glad your back.  Take a look at this...  Cadet t'Movel - put the map on the mainscreen."

It took but a second for Tordel to respond to Lieutenant JG Moors request.  The mainscreen then mirrored her own showing the spread of the aircraft around the planet.   

"Every major city seems to be a target.  At current speeds the farthest aircraft should be arriving to their destination within 3 hrs.   The others are holding position at higher altitude than before so the ground weapons used previously aren't effective." Tordel stated then waited to answer any question the Captain or others might have.

Lieutenant jg. Moors had vacated the central chair the second Tess had set foot on the bridge. She acknowledged the young Lieutenant's words with a nod of her head. "You did a good job holding the fort", she quietly told him. She would do everything to strengthen her officer's confidence; it was much needed on this ship.

Her eyes were then drawn to the mainscreen while she listened to Tordel. To see the overwhelming power they were ready to use against their own people who wouldn't be able to stand a chance was gut-wrenching. Even more so since Tess realized that there was nothing they could do. They were not allowed to interfere in any way.

There was a concerned frown on her face. "Continue to observe. Perhaps with us removing the probe, we have taken away the grounds for their research and development of deadly weaponry. If that is so, the effect of that change might travel all the way to the future and change the situation that this act of desparation won't be necessary." If they came too late, then yes, nothing would change and the world above them would face its destruction.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 25, 2021, 09:02:06 pm
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Before Roberto could reply to Rayek's initial question, the doctor noted the movement of Rayek sitting up and first he thought he was about to get out of bed. He took a step towards him. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" He then watched as Rayek glanced at his own bio bed readings and Padrini rolled his eyes without even trying to hide it.

He listened to Rayek's statement and Roberto crossed his arms over his chest. "No." He stared back at him, knowing full well that he was the one holding the whip in hand regarding this. If it came to the crew's wellbeing, the CMO's word stood even above that of the Captain's, let alone the XO's. A little grin tugged at the corner of Roberto's lips. He would enjoy rubbing this in Rayek's face.

"Tess will be better off when she can focus on her job and not having to worry about you." Roberto turned away and picked up the empty hypospray, then opened a drawer and selected a new vial to fill it with.

Rayek scowled when Padrini, of course, opted to deny his request.  For a moment, Rayek thought all hope of possibly convincing the doctor of the soundness of his idea was lost, until the Padrini spoke again saying exactly what Rayek was trying to point out. "Exactly!... except you and I both know she won't stop worrying until I am by her side where she can watch over me herself."  That was perhaps a slight stretch of the truth but Rayek had goal to reach.  "All I am seeking is a way to purge the toxin in a slightly faster manner so that I can return to her side and help lessen her load."

"If you know of a better way then please tell me."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rojol Takima on November 26, 2021, 07:29:15 pm
[Shuttle bay]

In the shuttle Rojol nodded his head with Mitumba. He allowed a soft chuckle escape him. “Me too. But I got my eyes on someone,” he shared. There was female Romulan who he liked.

Then out of the corner of his eye he saw someone waving his hand and pointing toward the shuttle. “What in the world does he want? Looks like he is trying to fly with his arms.” Then be barely could hear the engineer calling for the release of the magnet so he could get in. “Drags! Oh I forgot!” he hit the holographic button to release the door.

Then he got up and greeted the Engineer. “Hey there! We got a package for you! I guess we should get ourselves check for radiation.”
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 27, 2021, 03:51:46 am
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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]


Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Rayek scowled when Padrini, of course, opted to deny his request.  For a moment, Rayek thought all hope of possibly convincing the doctor of the soundness of his idea was lost, until the Padrini spoke again saying exactly what Rayek was trying to point out. "Exactly!... except you and I both know she won't stop worrying until I am by her side where she can watch over me herself."  That was perhaps a slight stretch of the truth but Rayek had goal to reach.  "All I am seeking is a way to purge the toxin in a slightly faster manner so that I can return to her side and help lessen her load."

"If you know of a better way then please tell me."


Padrini looked back at Rayek, unimpressed by his scowl. "You really think the universe revolves around you, don't you? Do you really think Tess needs an ill Commander to watch over on the bridge right now?" He took a step towards Rayek and looked down on him. "I don't care what you want. I can have you being knocked out for the next couple of hours if I choose to and to be frank, I'd rather have not having to deal with your egotism right now."

Padrini got himself carried away by his extreme dislike of Rayek that he said this. Belatedly he noticed a movement in the corner of his eye and when he turned his head saw nurse Garcia standing there. The way she looked at him suggested that she had heard the whole conversation. Feeling caught Padrini cleared his throat quietly as he straightened up again. "Something I can help you with?", he asked the nurse curtly.

"I just came to check on the Commander", she said slowly. There was a moment of hesitation before she stated, "I think the chelation dosage could be raised considerably."

Padrini glared at her. How dared she? He realized though that this situation could jeopardize his position and he didn't want to get reassigned, away from Tess. So he swallowed his anger and made a show of glancing up at the bio bed readings, seemingly noticing only now the low dosage. "Increase dosage to 16."

The nurse nodded. "Yes, doctor."

Padrini glanced from her to Rayek and then turned to leave for his office.




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NPC Ensign Mitumba
[USS Amalthea - Shuttlebay]

[Shuttle bay]

In the shuttle Rojol nodded his head with Mitumba. He allowed a soft chuckle escape him. “Me too. But I got my eyes on someone,” he shared. There was female Romulan who he liked.

Then out of the corner of his eye he saw someone waving his hand and pointing toward the shuttle. “What in the world does he want? Looks like he is trying to fly with his arms.” Then be barely could hear the engineer calling for the release of the magnet so he could get in. “Drags! Oh I forgot!” he hit the holographic button to release the door.

Then he got up and greeted the Engineer. “Hey there! We got a package for you! I guess we should get ourselves check for radiation.”

At Rojol's words the Caitian's eyes widened, his ears pointing attentively towards the Lieutenant. "May I ask on who?", he wanted to know.

He then too noticed someone approaching them and Mitumba grinned a little when the Romulan only then noticed that he had still the holo-projectors activated. Following him out of the shuttle he approched the Engineer. At Rojol's words Mitumba nodded. "We better get to sickbay."
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 27, 2021, 12:58:29 pm
Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

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NPC Lieutenant jg. Roberto Padrini (Medical)
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Padrini looked back at Rayek, unimpressed by his scowl. "You really think the universe revolves around you, don't you? Do you really think Tess needs an ill Commander to watch over on the bridge right now?" He took a step towards Rayek and looked down on him. "I don't care what you want. I can have you being knocked out for the next couple of hours if I choose to and to be frank, I'd rather have not having to deal with your egotism right now."

Padrini got himself carried away by his extreme dislike of Rayek that he said this. Belatedly he noticed a movement in the corner of his eye and when he turned his head saw nurse Garcia standing there. The way she looked at him suggested that she had heard the whole conversation. Feeling caught Padrini cleared his throat quietly as he straightened up again. "Something I can help you with?", he asked the nurse curtly.

"I just came to check on the Commander", she said slowly. There was a moment of hesitation before she stated, "I think the chelation dosage could be raised considerably."

Padrini glared at her. How dared she? He realized though that this situation could jeopardize his position and he didn't want to get reassigned, away from Tess. So he swallowed his anger and made a show of glancing up at the bio bed readings, seemingly noticing only now the low dosage. "Increase dosage to 16."

The nurse nodded. "Yes, doctor."

Padrini glanced from her to Rayek and then turned to leave for his office.

Rayek knew Padrini had no respect for him. The Italian doctor had made that clear on a number of occasions, but until this day, Rayek hadn't truly thought that the Chief Medical officer was working against him as a patient in terms of best care.  On numerous occasions - today included! - the man had held Rayek's life in his hands.  Rayek had just always assumed the man's professionalism and overarching dedication to the medical field, overrode any squabbles they had personally - not everyone had Rayek's difficulty in keeping personal and professional separate.   

Yet the threat to sedate him just prior to Padrini's awareness of Nurse Garcia.. and then her pointing out the low substantially low dosage which then forced Padrini to adjust his patients course of treatment had Rayek reassessing his assumptions of the man. There was growing evidence that the doctor had been neglecting proper medical procedure and was possibly even compromising his patient's well-being. 

This realization hit Rayek like a brick and he stared at the doctor's back as the Chief Medical Officer turned away.  Tess would be devastated if she were to learn of this.  Padrini was her most trusted medical colleague. 

Rayek's view of the doctor was blocked momentarily as Nurse Garcia stepped into his line of sight in order to up his chelation dosage.   "Thank you, Nurse Garcia."

When she moved away, that's when Rayek noted that Padrini no longer had a hypo in hand.  Had Padrini drawn up an unnecessary sedative shot in order to knock out his patient?  Allegations like that could ruin the doctor's career.   

"Nurse, may I ask for a favor?  A large glass of water.  I feel quite thirsty... oh and a dataPADD, please.. for distraction.  I would like something to watch while my treatment runs through."

Neither Padrini, nor the nurse needed to know that what he intended to watch was the video feed from the Bridge.




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NPC Ensign Tordel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Lieutenant jg. Moors had vacated the central chair the second Tess had set foot on the bridge. She acknowledged the young Lieutenant's words with a nod of her head. "You did a good job holding the fort", she quietly told him. She would do everything to strengthen her officer's confidence; it was much needed on this ship.

Her eyes were then drawn to the mainscreen while she listened to Tordel. To see the overwhelming power they were ready to use against their own people who wouldn't be able to stand a chance was gut-wrenching. Even more so since Tess realized that there was nothing they could do. They were not allowed to interfere in any way.

There was a concerned frown on her face. "Continue to observe. Perhaps with us removing the probe, we have taken away the grounds for their research and development of deadly weaponry. If that is so, the effect of that change might travel all the way to the future and change the situation that this act of desperation won't be necessary." If they came too late, then yes, nothing would change and the world above them would face its destruction.

"Yes ma'am"

Tordel continued monitoring all sensor readings from the probe that was hidden on the other side of the temporal disturbance.  At first she didn't see the difference.  Was it actually different?  Tordel checked back to her log notes to confirm. 

"Ma'am... I think I found something of note on the other side of the temporal anomaly."




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NPC Ensign Darek tr'Hava
[USS Amalthea - Shuttlebay]
[Shuttle bay]

In the shuttle Rojol nodded his head with Mitumba. He allowed a soft chuckle escape him. “Me too. But I got my eyes on someone,” he shared. There was female Romulan who he liked.

Then out of the corner of his eye he saw someone waving his hand and pointing toward the shuttle. “What in the world does he want? Looks like he is trying to fly with his arms.” Then be barely could hear the engineer calling for the release of the magnet so he could get in. “Drags! Oh I forgot!” he hit the holographic button to release the door.

Then he got up and greeted the Engineer. “Hey there! We got a package for you! I guess we should get ourselves check for radiation.”
NPC Ensign Mitumba
[USS Amalthea - Shuttlebay]

At Rojol's words the Caitian's eyes widened, his ears pointing attentively towards the Lieutenant. "May I ask on who?", he wanted to know.

He then too noticed someone approaching them and Mitumba grinned a little when the Romulan only then noticed that he had still the holo-projectors activated. Following him out of the shuttle he approached the Engineer. At Rojol's words Mitumba nodded. "We better get to sickbay."

Darek was waiting on the other side of the door when it opened.  He was surprised to see the Romulan and Caitian exit.  Hadn't there been two blue-skinned species earlier?  The engineer glanced past them to the interior, but no one else was in sight.   "Just you two aboard?"  he questioned then nodded when the other Romulan officer, whom he recognized as the Alpha shift flight officer, pointed towards the anti-matter container.  "Got it sir.  We from engineering will make good use of this."

At the mention of the two shuttle crew heading to Sickbay.  The Romulan nodded. 

"Yeah, good call... especially if you haven't been inoculated ahead of time."  He gave them a wave as they departed then set to work strengthening the magnetic field on the container in preparation for transport to the ships storage area for such anti-matter fuel.

Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 28, 2021, 03:18:38 am
NPC Emily Garcia
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Cmdr. Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Rayek knew Padrini had no respect for him. The Italian doctor had made that clear on a number of occasions, but until this day, Rayek hadn't truly thought that the Chief Medical officer was working against him as a patient in terms of best care.  On numerous occasions - today included! - the man had held Rayek's life in his hands.  Rayek had just always assumed the man's professionalism and overarching dedication to the medical field, overrode any squabbles they had personally - not everyone had Rayek's difficulty in keeping personal and professional separate.   

Yet the threat to sedate him just prior to Padrini's awareness of Nurse Garcia.. and then her pointing out the low substantially low dosage which then forced Padrini to adjust his patients course of treatment had Rayek reassessing his assumptions of the man. There was growing evidence that the doctor had been neglecting proper medical procedure and was possibly even compromising his patient's well-being. 

This realization hit Rayek like a brick and he stared at the doctor's back as the Chief Medical Officer turned away.  Tess would be devastated if she were to learn of this.  Padrini was her most trusted medical colleague. 

Rayek's view of the doctor was blocked momentarily as Nurse Garcia stepped into his line of sight in order to up his chelation dosage.   "Thank you, Nurse Garcia."

When she moved away, that's when Rayek noted that Padrini no longer had a hypo in hand.  Had Padrini drawn up an unnecessary sedative shot in order to knock out his patient?  Allegations like that could ruin the doctor's career.   

"Nurse, may I ask for a favor?  A large glass of water.  I feel quite thirsty... oh and a dataPADD, please.. for distraction.  I would like something to watch while my treatment runs through."

Neither Padrini, nor the nurse needed to know that what he intended to watch was the video feed from the Bridge.

It was a mix of uncomfortable tension and pride that she have had the courage to speak up that Emily felt while she watched Dr. Padrini retreat to his office. The Amalthea was her first assignment and she had worked under the Italian CMO for a couple of months now. So far he had seemed fair and friendly, so it was quite shocking to her to witness this incident. Was there some history going on between the Romulan Commander and the doctor?

That was what she wondered as she stepped up to the biobed and adjusted the dosage to the levels Padrini had ordered her to - a dosage that was reasonable, now. When the Commander thanked her, the young nurse gave him the friendliest smile. "You're very welcome, sir. Just let me know if you should need anything."

She only had moved away a few steps when the Commander seemed to take her up on her offer right away. Turning back to him she nodded her head. "Of course, sir, coming right up!" She walked to the replicator and replicated not only a single glass of water but a bottle and put it along with a glass next to his bed where he could easily reach it. A couple of minutes later she returned once more and handed him a datapadd. "There you go, Commander", she smiled at him. "Just don't overdo it, if you start to feel tired, give your body the rest it needs, sir", she reminded him respectfully. She glanced up at the readings and although the higher chelation dosage was only adjusted a couple of minutes ago, some readings were already starting to improve. "It seems the therapy is effective. With your metabolism, sir, you should be fine very soon." Romulans were able to heal and recover from injuries and illnesses more effective than humans due to their physiology. "I will be checking in on you a little later", she promised before leaving to turn to some of her other duties.




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Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


Tess was distracted. Her thoughts kept wandering back to Rayek and she had split the screen at her command chair console to call up the current bio readings of Rayek to be able to watch them. This situation here was dire and she wished Rayek could be up here to support her with his experience and his advice.

When she had been down in sickbay she had been a little bit in a tizzy that she hadn't even noticed the extremely low dosage of the treatment medication. She had been fixated on the vital signs to see them improving. Those readings alone was what she was looking at now. They were barely improving at all. But at least not worsening, either.

Her attention was drawn away from the screen when Tordel spoke up.

NPC Ensign Tordel t'Movel
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

"Yes ma'am"

Tordel continued monitoring all sensor readings from the probe that was hidden on the other side of the temporal disturbance.  At first she didn't see the difference.  Was it actually different?  Tordel checked back to her log notes to confirm. 

"Ma'am... I think I found something of note on the other side of the temporal anomaly."


So far the future society had just moved its armed forced through the anomaly and seemingly were waiting. Tess hoped it meant a moment of reconsideration about what they intended to do. When Tordel reported something of note on the other side of the temporal anomaly, Tess looked up. "What is it?", she asked, hope tinging her voice.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on November 29, 2021, 09:32:12 pm
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

NPC Emily Garcia
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

It was a mix of uncomfortable tension and pride that she have had the courage to speak up that Emily felt while she watched Dr. Padrini retreat to his office. The Amalthea was her first assignment and she had worked under the Italian CMO for a couple of months now. So far he had seemed fair and friendly, so it was quite shocking to her to witness this incident. Was there some history going on between the Romulan Commander and the doctor?

That was what she wondered as she stepped up to the biobed and adjusted the dosage to the levels Padrini had ordered her to - a dosage that was reasonable, now. When the Commander thanked her, the young nurse gave him the friendliest smile. "You're very welcome, sir. Just let me know if you should need anything."

She only had moved away a few steps when the Commander seemed to take her up on her offer right away. Turning back to him she nodded her head. "Of course, sir, coming right up!" She walked to the replicator and replicated not only a single glass of water but a bottle and put it along with a glass next to his bed where he could easily reach it. A couple of minutes later she returned once more and handed him a datapadd. "There you go, Commander", she smiled at him. "Just don't overdo it, if you start to feel tired, give your body the rest it needs, sir", she reminded him respectfully. She glanced up at the readings and although the higher chelation dosage was only adjusted a couple of minutes ago, some readings were already starting to improve. "It seems the therapy is effective. With your metabolism, sir, you should be fine very soon." Romulans were able to heal and recover from injuries and illnesses more effective than humans due to their physiology. "I will be checking in on you a little later", she promised before leaving to turn to some of her other duties.

When Nurse Garcia returned with his requested water, Rayek carefully sat up on the biobed in order to drink.   From this more upright position, while the nurse was fetching him a PADD, Rayek was able to look over towards the shelves and counter area where Padrini had been standing earlier.  Rayek was looking for a specific hypospray that might have been left lying on the counter.  Had Padrini really prepped a sedative with the intent to use it on his Romulan XO?  Fortunately for Padrini, Rayek wasn't able to verify such an hypospray's existence.

Soon enough the nurse returned with a PADD and Rayek thanked her again before seeming to lay back on the biobed to rest.  In actuality, he was bidding his time for the nurse to leave, before opening the PADD to access the ship's security cameras.  This was harder to do since his hands shook with light tremors.  He assumed it was a physical reaction to the chelation - removing the toxin from his body.   

With his authorization codes eventually entered he was able have the Bridge video feed showing on his PADD with the audio going straight to his surgically inserted in-ear comm.  This way he could know what was going on.



Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess was distracted. Her thoughts kept wandering back to Rayek and she had split the screen at her command chair console to call up the current bio readings of Rayek to be able to watch them. This situation here was dire and she wished Rayek could be up here to support her with his experience and his advice.

When she had been down in sickbay she had been a little bit in a tizzy that she hadn't even noticed the extremely low dosage of the treatment medication. She had been fixated on the vital signs to see them improving. Those readings alone was what she was looking at now. They were barely improving at all. But at least not worsening, either.

Her attention was drawn away from the screen when Tordel spoke up.

So far the future society had just moved its armed forced through the anomaly and seemingly were waiting. Tess hoped it meant a moment of reconsideration about what they intended to do. When Tordel reported something of note on the other side of the temporal anomaly, Tess looked up. "What is it?", she asked, hope tinging her voice.

Rayek first looked over the bridge from the angle of the viewscreen - observing Tess head on as she spoke to Tordel questioning something found by the cadet who manned Operations presently.  Curious, Rayek opened another screen on his PADD to access bridge console data and had the cadet's workstation screen mirrored to his PADD, even as the cadet answered.

"It's the radiation readings we are picking up through the temporal anomaly ma'am... they've altered." Tordel stated before expanding on that statement.  "Prior to the away team's return, the radiation contained a faint yet specific 'marker' that is rather common to anti-matter fuel found in Federation warp-core engines."

She called up on her screen the current radiation specs.  "The sensor readings now... don't show that marker - at all.  Even though the radiation levels are actually higher."

Rayek's eyebrow shot up as he interpreted that to mean that all they had managed to do was remove the evidence that the Federation probe had had any part in this planet's creation of atomic weaponry.  They hadn't stopped the path to destruction at all.  Fvadt!

He flipped back to the security camera view but in doing so his shakey fingers switched camera views accidentally, to show the main viewscreen instead of Tess.  What he saw on the screen - the tactical maneuverings of what seemed like a vast air force, had his blood run cold -  every major city was targeted.   While he'd heard Tordel stating as much to the Captain back when he was just waking from Sickbay... the sheer number of aircraft called on for this task was beyond imagining.

Rayek tapped behind his ear to open a private comm to Tess.  =/\= "Privacy mode" =/\=  he selected. This would keep the transmission from going 'open air' via a comm badge and instead seek either transmission via a headset, ear buds or as last recourse text message to the individual's PADD. 

=/\= "Rayek to Tess. I have eyes on the planetary situation.  What are you planning to do?" =/\=
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on November 30, 2021, 01:46:09 pm
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

When Nurse Garcia returned with his requested water, Rayek carefully sat up on the biobed in order to drink.   From this more upright position, while the nurse was fetching him a PADD, Rayek was able to look over towards the shelves and counter area where Padrini had been standing earlier.  Rayek was looking for a specific hypospray that might have been left lying on the counter.  Had Padrini really prepped a sedative with the intent to use it on his Romulan XO?  Fortunately for Padrini, Rayek wasn't able to verify such an hypospray's existence.

Soon enough the nurse returned with a PADD and Rayek thanked her again before seeming to lay back on the biobed to rest.  In actuality, he was bidding his time for the nurse to leave, before opening the PADD to access the ship's security cameras.  This was harder to do since his hands shook with light tremors.  He assumed it was a physical reaction to the chelation - removing the toxin from his body.   

With his authorization codes eventually entered he was able have the Bridge video feed showing on his PADD with the audio going straight to his surgically inserted in-ear comm.  This way he could know what was going on.



Rayek first looked over the bridge from the angle of the viewscreen - observing Tess head on as she spoke to Tordel questioning something found by the cadet who manned Operations presently.  Curious, Rayek opened another screen on his PADD to access bridge console data and had the cadet's workstation screen mirrored to his PADD, even as the cadet answered.

"It's the radiation readings we are picking up through the temporal anomaly ma'am... they've altered." Tordel stated before expanding on that statement.  "Prior to the away team's return, the radiation contained a faint yet specific 'marker' that is rather common to anti-matter fuel found in Federation warp-core engines."

She called up on her screen the current radiation specs.  "The sensor readings now... don't show that marker - at all.  Even though the radiation levels are actually higher."

Rayek's eyebrow shot up as he interpreted that to mean that all they had managed to do was remove the evidence that the Federation probe had had any part in this planet's creation of atomic weaponry.  They hadn't stopped the path to destruction at all.  Fvadt!

He flipped back to the security camera view but in doing so his shakey fingers switched camera views accidentally, to show the main viewscreen instead of Tess.  What he saw on the screen - the tactical maneuverings of what seemed like a vast air force, had his blood run cold -  every major city was targeted.   While he'd heard Tordel stating as much to the Captain back when he was just waking from Sickbay... the sheer number of aircraft called on for this task was beyond imagining.

Rayek tapped behind his ear to open a private comm to Tess.  =/\= "Privacy mode" =/\=  he selected. This would keep the transmission from going 'open air' via a comm badge and instead seek either transmission via a headset, ear buds or as last recourse text message to the individual's PADD. 

=/\= "Rayek to Tess. I have eyes on the planetary situation.  What are you planning to do?" =/\=


At Tordel's report Tess' face was one of deep devastation. Their efforts had been in vain in regards to possibly saving the planet. It almost was like it was the planet's population's fate to be destroyed no matter if they interfered or not. It was hard for her to look at the view screen where she saw what was probably the whole armed fleet of the future society, directing their weapons at their own ancestors - and ultimately against themselves. Her mind went on going to the thought of disregarding the Prime Directive. But she knew that was not really an option.

A knot started to form in her stomach as she pondered what to order next. That was when she heard Rayek's voice in the earpiece - she eventually had been convinced by her husband to get one. Her eyes went wide and were drawn away from the main view screen as she listened to what he was saying. "Rayek", she said quietly, clear surprise in her voice. "What do you mean you have eyes on the planetary situation?" It was then that it dawned on her. She knew of his habit of accessing the video feeds of the places he was working on. Had he found a way to access the bridge's video feed? She lowered her voice a little more. "Ciccino, you should be resting", she said trying to sound firm but she was concerned. And since he had already asked, she answered his question. "I'm pondering if there is anything we can do. The way I see it, our hands are tied." She took a deep breath. "But I will be fine. Get the rest you need", she tried to convince him.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on December 01, 2021, 01:03:28 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


At Tordel's report Tess' face was one of deep devastation. Their efforts had been in vain in regards to possibly saving the planet. It almost was like it was the planet's population's fate to be destroyed no matter if they interfered or not. It was hard for her to look at the view screen where she saw what was probably the whole armed fleet of the future society, directing their weapons at their own ancestors - and ultimately against themselves. Her mind went on going to the thought of disregarding the Prime Directive. But she knew that was not really an option.

A knot started to form in her stomach as she pondered what to order next. That was when she heard Rayek's voice in the earpiece - she eventually had been convinced by her husband to get one. Her eyes went wide and were drawn away from the main view screen as she listened to what he was saying. "Rayek", she said quietly, clear surprise in her voice. "What do you mean you have eyes on the planetary situation?" It was then that it dawned on her. She knew of his habit of accessing the video feeds of the places he was working on. Had he found a way to access the bridge's video feed? She lowered her voice a little more. "Ciccino, you should be resting", she said trying to sound firm but she was concerned. And since he had already asked, she answered his question. "I'm pondering if there is anything we can do. The way I see it, our hands are tied." She took a deep breath. "But I will be fine. Get the rest you need", she tried to convince him.

Despite his wife's question as to what he meant by 'eyes on the planetary situation', when he switched back to the view of her... dawning realization was evident in her expression.  Of course, that prompted her to remind him that he should be resting.  A reminder to which he was about to reply... that he would get no rest while this was on his mind... Tess should know that of him by now.   But before he could justify his round-about-means of being present, Tess chose to answer his own question first. 

That she felt constrained - by the Prime Directive no doubt - mirrored his own thoughts. 

That one piece of Starfleet legislation had always troubled Rayek.  It had held him back during his initial enlistment, as his Starfleet instructors would not pass him through the Mars Academy until Rayek could demonstrate his acceptance of the Prime Directive.   Rayek had needed to take that one class over - three times - in order to pass it.   A Technical Services 'bootcamp' of what should have be 6 months... ended up more like 2 years because of a single concept - that even now he struggled with. 

=/\= "But they only developed that technological capability because they discovered the probe..." =/\= Rayek pointed out, trying to justify their continued involvement.   

=/\= "It's wrong to merely sit back and watch.  Yes, we retrieved the probe.  But obviously, it wasn't soon enough.  Do we not still have an obligation to prevent this tragedy from occurring?" =/\=

Rayek couldn't help but compare this situation with that of his home planet.  Starfleet and the Federation had withheld crucial aid to his people in the form of ships to aid in the exodus of Romulus just prior to Hobus going nova despite the many official requests for aid.  True, that was not due to the Prime Directive, but it seemed Starfleet mandate to offer aid to those who ask for it was conveniently ignored when it benefited them... so why not this rule?
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on December 01, 2021, 02:51:12 pm
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


Tess had not expected Rayek to talk back to her in this. He said everything that would sway her to the thing she wanted to do too, deep down. Having her own husband and First Officer say this, threatened to break her resolve to adhere to the Federation Rules. To view this as the exception every rule had.

The long silence that followed after his words gave away how much Tess was fighting with that inner conflict.  =/\=  =/\="Rayek ..." =/\=, she eventually said very quietly, almost pleading.  =/\= "We are not to interfere with pre-warp populations. Maybe our retreival wasn't soon enough. But apparently this population strives to create weapons of mass destruction, with or without the technology gained from the probe. It seems to be their fate."  =/\= She knew Rayek didn't believe in fate. Tess did believe that sometimes there were things beyond their control that would happen no matter what they did.

 =/\= "We might even cause more harm if we interfere. What if they challenge us? Are we going to go into a war with a pre-warp civilization? I cannot take that risk." =/\= The tone in her voice at the end there was not at all determined but had a slightly questioning tone in it.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on December 03, 2021, 12:43:32 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Tess had not expected Rayek to talk back to her in this. He said everything that would sway her to the thing she wanted to do too, deep down. Having her own husband and First Officer say this, threatened to break her resolve to adhere to the Federation Rules. To view this as the exception every rule had.

The long silence that followed after his words gave away how much Tess was fighting with that inner conflict.   =/\="Rayek ..." =/\=, she eventually said very quietly, almost pleading.  =/\= "We are not to interfere with pre-warp populations. Maybe our retrieval wasn't soon enough. But apparently this population strives to create weapons of mass destruction, with or without the technology gained from the probe. It seems to be their fate."  =/\= She knew Rayek didn't believe in fate. Tess did believe that sometimes there were things beyond their control that would happen no matter what they did.

 =/\= "We might even cause more harm if we interfere. What if they challenge us? Are we going to go into a war with a pre-warp civilization? I cannot take that risk." =/\= The tone in her voice at the end there was not at all determined but had a slightly questioning tone in it.

His name spoken in plea had Rayek wishing he could be beside his wife rather than on a Sickbay bed.   He heard the uncertainty in her voice and knew with but a gentle nudge he could convince Tess to do the right thing.   The right thing being to intervene and prevent genocide by disobeying the Prime Directive. 

Yet Rayek knew Tess was pleading for his support; not for him to push her over to a more morally correct decision.  She had a directive to follow and by maintaining that she was not at fault for what might follow; but if she broke with that, the blame for whatever was to come after would be laid at her feet.  Most likely, afterwards, she would be reprimanded, possibly even stripped of her command - much like how he had been when he did the right thing and protected the station. 

Worse yet, if even one life was lost on the Amalthea due to getting involved, or even the life of one of the inhabitants - say the ship needed to defend itself and shot down an aircraft - that life would then be on her conscience.  Tess, for all her command training and fighting capabilities abilities, was at heart a healer.   His questioning her decision to abide by the Prime Directive must be so painful for her... it made him wish to be supportive instead.

Rayek stared down at the tactical map his PADD was displaying.  The thoroughness of the planned attack was impressive.  Fast forward 300 years and such ruthless people would be troublesome if they ever did make it to warp.  Perhaps it was best they wipe themselves out now?

It wasn't a pleasant thought but it allowed him to be at peace with not getting involved.

=/\= "You are, as always, correct, e'lev.  I apologize for doubting what must be." =/\= he spoke quietly over the comm. 
=/\= "I am with you in this.  Always." =/\=
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on December 03, 2021, 06:53:01 am
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]


While Tess waited for Rayek to respond to her, she realized very much that this was a no-win-scenario. Her conscience would be burdened either way. With not interfering she might have the reassurance to have stuck to the Federation's most valued rule - but to just watch a whole planet destroy itself would not let her go so easily.

But still, Rayek's words of course had an impact on her. She started to chew on her lower lip in thought, waiting to see what Rayek would say now. Sub-consciously she was hoping for another argument against not interfering.

When he supported her initial decision, though, Tess was relieved for that.  =/\= "Thank you." =/\= Her words came out in a choked whisper that gave away how much the pressure of making such a decision got to her. But it meant very very much to her that Rayek supported her in this.


"Ma'am", Tordel spoke up from her station, dismay clear in her voice, "we're registering the ships firing up their weapons."

Tess felt a stab of pain in her heart when she saw her brother, sitting at the Helm, turned around in his seat and looked at her in disbelief. "Do something! We can't just let them destroy themselves! A whole planet!"

Tess swallowed hard and then risked a glance around the bridge to the other young officers sitting and waiting tensely. This was another reason she had be strong. It was her responsibility to be exemplary for the young crew that served under her.

"It might seem irresponsible to not interfere in this", Tess began to speak, trying her best to sound strong. "I want to remind all of you that we are bound to hold up the Prime Directive at all costs. To quote one of the greatest Captains in Starfleet history, who said, 'The Prime Directive is not just a set of rules; it is a philosophy… and a very correct one. History has proven again and again that whenever mankind interferes with a less developed civilization, no matter how well intentioned that interference may be, the results are invariably disastrous.'." She paused as she looked around, her eyes finally settling on her brother. "We are not out here to play god - neither in a good nor in a bad way. There is no way for us to foresee in what an interference of ours will result - it might be loss of more lives than what it is now; now or in the future."

While she spoke the first strikes began to hit the planet's surface. Tess glanced to the view screen, barely able to look at the tragedy unfolding.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on December 04, 2021, 12:43:05 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 8 - Sickbay]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

While Tess waited for Rayek to respond to her, she realized very much that this was a no-win-scenario. Her conscience would be burdened either way. With not interfering she might have the reassurance to have stuck to the Federation's most valued rule - but to just watch a whole planet destroy itself would not let her go so easily.

But still, Rayek's words of course had an impact on her. She started to chew on her lower lip in thought, waiting to see what Rayek would say now. Sub-consciously she was hoping for another argument against not interfering.

When he supported her initial decision, though, Tess was relieved for that.  =/\= "Thank you." =/\= Her words came out in a choked whisper that gave away how much the pressure of making such a decision got to her. But it meant very very much to her that Rayek supported her in this.


"Ma'am", Tordel spoke up from her station, dismay clear in her voice, "we're registering the ships firing up their weapons."

Tess felt a stab of pain in her heart when she saw her brother, sitting at the Helm, turned around in his seat and looked at her in disbelief. "Do something! We can't just let them destroy themselves! A whole planet!"

Tess swallowed hard and then risked a glance around the bridge to the other young officers sitting and waiting tensely. This was another reason she had be strong. It was her responsibility to be exemplary for the young crew that served under her.

"It might seem irresponsible to not interfere in this", Tess began to speak, trying her best to sound strong. "I want to remind all of you that we are bound to hold up the Prime Directive at all costs. To quote one of the greatest Captains in Starfleet history, who said, 'The Prime Directive is not just a set of rules; it is a philosophy… and a very correct one. History has proven again and again that whenever mankind interferes with a less developed civilization, no matter how well intentioned that interference may be, the results are invariably disastrous.'." She paused as she looked around, her eyes finally settling on her brother. "We are not out here to play god - neither in a good nor in a bad way. There is no way for us to foresee in what an interference of ours will result - it might be loss of more lives than what it is now; now or in the future."

While she spoke the first strikes began to hit the planet's surface. Tess glanced to the view screen, barely able to look at the tragedy unfolding.

Tess' choked whisper thanking him made Rayek wish he could wrap his arms about her and protect her from the harsh decisions of command.  But the truth was, she was better at it than he, and his best role had always been one of support.  It frustrated him that when she needed him the most, he was barred from her.  Or so he first thought.

But as he clenched his fist, Rayek suddenly grew aware that his strength had returned almost as fast as it as originally waned.  The chelation was working swiftly.  And he believed for a moment optimistically, that it might be possible for him to be discharged from Sickbay before that massacre began.  But time was not his friend.  No sooner had he had that thought than Tordel's announcement was made that the aircraft were powering their weapons.


"Fvadt!" the expletive escaped him.   No.  There was no way that he would remain in Sickbay while his wife dealt with this all on her own.  Yes, she had  made her decision and chosen to have the Amalthea not get involved but that didn't lessen the pressure that Tess was under - it in fact would weigh heavier on her each moment after the first weapons strike.  She needed his support - to provide reassurance that the decision made had been necessary.

Benjin's reaction only proved Rayek's point.  The recovering Romulan lifted his determined gaze from the screen of his PADD to look over Sickbay.  While he'd been speaking to Tess over the comm, others had arrived.  Rayek spotted Mitumba being lead into a private examination room by Ensign Garcia.  There was no sign of Padrini.  There was never going to be a better opportunity.

Rayek was fortunate that his treatment didn't require any bulky or immovable equipment, so that  as he turned and slid himself off the bed cautiously, there was nothing he needed to unplug or drag with him as headed for the Sickbay exit. 

From Bridge feed audio still being sent to his ear comm, Rayek heard Tess begin a reply.  Something about her tone with those first few words, had him recognizing this was one of those Command moments where words of profound wisdom were shared.  That Tess had the ability to make this a learning moment for those junior officers witnessing this - only spoke more to her undeniable command abilities.

Her words as she quoted a saying that perhaps Rayek should know but didn't - he was Romulan after all - only spurred him to a faster pace as he left Sickbay.  Thankfully, ship designers had put the turbolift quite closed to the Sickbay entrance so the didn't have far to go.  He was in the lift and calling out his destination - the Bridge - before Tess was even done speaking. Even so, Rayek could hear the explosions over the comm.

The doors to the lift opened onto the Bridge and Rayek exiting could see the the plumes of the first strike blossoming on the viewer.  The whole planet was alight with explosions. 

Rayek moved without a word to stand beside Tess' chair, placing his hand on her seat back in such a way that all she would need to do is lean back and they could be in physical contact. That way he could show his support and lessen her burden.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on December 04, 2021, 11:18:38 am
Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Had it been hard for her to look at the view screen at first, Tess now found herself unable to tear her eyes away as the planet descended into destruction. Every muscle in her body was tensed up, her face petrified. A movement in the corner of her eye had her turn her head to the side and she looked up at Rayek. She had been so lost in her own head that she had not heard him entering the bridge. Their eyes met for a moment, her facial features softening. She was grateful that he was here. But of course, the thought following immediately was concerned about his health and she looked at him with her doctor's eyes. He looked much better than before even if not fully back to normal yet of course. He seemed to be able to stand steady on his feet, but she did pick up on the slight shaking of his hand that rested at his side.

She leaned back in the chair while still looking up at him. "You should get more rest", she said very quietly so that barely anyone except him would pick on her words. It wasn't said very insisting; rather her doctor's instinct to care for the patient who also was her husband. She was surprised Padrini had let him go but on the other hand she knew that Rayek would not let anyone or anything stop him when he wanted something. And she truly was grateful that he was here.

Her gaze returned to the view screen. The planet was engulfed in smoke, consumed by destruction. At the science console, the amount of detectable life signs were plummeting.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Rayek tr'Lhoell on December 05, 2021, 01:45:26 am
Cmdr Rayek tr'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Captain Tess t'Lhoell
[USS Amalthea - Deck 4 - Bridge]

Had it been hard for her to look at the view screen at first, Tess now found herself unable to tear her eyes away as the planet descended into destruction. Every muscle in her body was tensed up, her face petrified. A movement in the corner of her eye had her turn her head to the side and she looked up at Rayek. She had been so lost in her own head that she had not heard him entering the bridge. Their eyes met for a moment, her facial features softening. She was grateful that he was here. But of course, the thought following immediately was concerned about his health and she looked at him with her doctor's eyes. He looked much better than before even if not fully back to normal yet of course. He seemed to be able to stand steady on his feet, but she did pick up on the slight shaking of his hand that rested at his side.

She leaned back in the chair while still looking up at him. "You should get more rest", she said very quietly so that barely anyone except him would pick on her words. It wasn't said very insisting; rather her doctor's instinct to care for the patient who also was her husband. She was surprised Padrini had let him go but on the other hand she knew that Rayek would not let anyone or anything stop him when he wanted something. And she truly was grateful that he was here.

Her gaze returned to the view screen. The planet was engulfed in smoke, consumed by destruction. At the science console, the amount of detectable life signs were plummeting.

That the first words out of her mouth after his arrival was regarding his need for rest had him sighing softly.   His hand moved to brush ever so discreetly against her neck and he gave her shoulder a supportive squeeze when she leaned back in her chair.  "I'm needed here - more."

He was interrupted from continuing his justification for staying, by Cadet t'Movel at Ops.  "Sirs, the chroniton levels of the temporal anomaly are beginning to drop.  Should I recall our probe?" 

A decrease in chroniton levels might indicate that the anomaly was going to close or become unstable.   

Rayek answered.  "Yes.  We don't want to have to return to collect another misplaced probe 100 years in the future."

Turning then to where Benjin sat at the Helm, Rayek briefly wondered where Rojol was.. but then realized that the Romulan pilot had probably gotten delayed in Sickbay like Mitumba, due to their radiation exposure. 

"Helm, plot course to exit the system.  We will leave as soon as our probe is aboard."  There was no need for Tess to punish herself and stay any longer than necessary watching the continued destruction.
Title: Re: S1M4 - Autopoiesis
Post by: Tess tLhoell on December 06, 2021, 11:06:06 am
Captain's log.

The society of Planet P-161129 is destroyed, done by their own descendants, at that. It was a hard decision to follow the prime directive and not interfere but necessary given the circumstances.
The probe was successfully recovered. The crew will spend the next few days analyzing its data. We hope to gain information about the reason for the crash and possibly how this society, which was still far pre-warp, was able to take advantage of the antimatter reactor.

Perhaps the probe will also contain information about the planet and its inhabitants, so that it will at least be preserved in Federation libraries and not be forgotten.

End Log.