03-12-2025, 01:12 AM
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As much as the klaxons were annoying, they weren’t anything that she needed to worry about right now if the read outs she was getting had anything to say about it. While translations may not be perfect they were good enough that she could et through the information given and find that the Engine had indeed had a full on blow out but there wasn’t anything dangerous that she needed to take care of at the moment. Nothing life altering was going on which was exactly as she needed it to be.
The worst thing she could find was that the ship was spinning, not ideal, but not a death threat, at least not yet. It seemed that the Federation had one of those magnetic personalities that collected trouble and mounted it on the mantle over their fireplaces. Letting out a sigh of relief she looked at the other members of her team and tried to think about what else they were supposed to do here.
Oh right! Find out why they were blowing their own engines up on purpose! she reminded herself, With a snap of her fingers she stepped out of the shut down room and looked around the deck. Sparks continued to rain from the ceiling, she could tell the consoles were still destroyed and on the fritz. Blinking displays with broken Klingon flashes all over the place along with the glaring red lights. Talk about sensory overload.
“Let’s see if we can figure out what was going on down here,” she told the rest of the crew. “Let’s split up and see if we find anything interesting.”
[Omdor to Han. Looks like you got it taken care of over there. Good work; do you need any assistance?]
Han couldn’t help the smile that came across her face. It was nice to hear the voice of her Chief and more so that he had given her a little praise for the whole not-dying and not-killing-others part of her job today. She supposed she should be proud, and she was, but she was also still hip deep in Klingon mess and trying to figure out what to do next.
Han multi-tasked by walking around the Engineering deck to see if anything caught her eye while she responded. [Han to Chief, they messed up their engines by rerouting their baffles and so we had a fun explosion but so far so good. I have the engine shut down now, and while we’re spinning, it seems to be stable enough. I’m looking for anything that could tell us what the Klingon were doing to need that much power. They’re lucky they didn’t blow themselves up before we got here.]
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==GM Input, does Han see anything worth investigating?==
As much as the klaxons were annoying, they weren’t anything that she needed to worry about right now if the read outs she was getting had anything to say about it. While translations may not be perfect they were good enough that she could et through the information given and find that the Engine had indeed had a full on blow out but there wasn’t anything dangerous that she needed to take care of at the moment. Nothing life altering was going on which was exactly as she needed it to be.
The worst thing she could find was that the ship was spinning, not ideal, but not a death threat, at least not yet. It seemed that the Federation had one of those magnetic personalities that collected trouble and mounted it on the mantle over their fireplaces. Letting out a sigh of relief she looked at the other members of her team and tried to think about what else they were supposed to do here.
Oh right! Find out why they were blowing their own engines up on purpose! she reminded herself, With a snap of her fingers she stepped out of the shut down room and looked around the deck. Sparks continued to rain from the ceiling, she could tell the consoles were still destroyed and on the fritz. Blinking displays with broken Klingon flashes all over the place along with the glaring red lights. Talk about sensory overload.
“Let’s see if we can figure out what was going on down here,” she told the rest of the crew. “Let’s split up and see if we find anything interesting.”
[Omdor to Han. Looks like you got it taken care of over there. Good work; do you need any assistance?]
Han couldn’t help the smile that came across her face. It was nice to hear the voice of her Chief and more so that he had given her a little praise for the whole not-dying and not-killing-others part of her job today. She supposed she should be proud, and she was, but she was also still hip deep in Klingon mess and trying to figure out what to do next.
Han multi-tasked by walking around the Engineering deck to see if anything caught her eye while she responded. [Han to Chief, they messed up their engines by rerouting their baffles and so we had a fun explosion but so far so good. I have the engine shut down now, and while we’re spinning, it seems to be stable enough. I’m looking for anything that could tell us what the Klingon were doing to need that much power. They’re lucky they didn’t blow themselves up before we got here.]
==Tag Omdor, thank you for messaging me!==
==GM Input, does Han see anything worth investigating?==