05-06-2026, 01:22 PM
Ian was excited; they had a mission! Ian was also scared; he did not like this mission. Cardassians and refugees and border wars, oh my! So much for riding the high of his encounter with the Chief Medical Officer. Puffing out his cheeks like a chipmunk, he worked thoughtlessly on tuning up the engines. They’d have to be in top shape if they were going to try and slip in and slip out of the border – and using the Slipstream Drive for one or the other… but not possibly both, right? Ian admitted to himself that he felt ashamed that he didn’t know more about the SlipStream Drive. Obviously it used a hell of a lot of power, but even a Security Officer could figure that part out.
He had read about the special propulsion, of course, but even information on it was extremely limited by the Federation. Deemed too dangerous to install on new ships, and too risky to attempt to install retroactively on existing ships, slipstream technology had been boiled down to something Starfleet simply decided to ‘not pursue.’
With his task at hand second nature to him now, Ian used his idle brain power to try and remember at least the history of the unique system. The Voyager was the first to ‘discover’ it – first in the Federation, anyway. Well, first documented. They were in the Delta Quadrant. Of course. Who was the Captain? Janeway. Dang, I can’t remember her first name. Started with a…. never mind. Well, that’s gonna bug me. I think they thought it was Transwarp, at first. Like the Borg used to use. Ok, so… main deflector. Quantum field. Quantum… barrier. Yeah, that’s the tricky part. It’s… intuitive. Which is why we can’t use the computer to automatically make calculations. Voyager used it to travel a couple hundred lightyears, but couldn’t go any further because… instability? Right? Can-only-ride-the-bucking-targ-for-so-long kinda thing.
Engines still weren’t up to 100%. This irked Ian. They were at a respectible percentage, but for someone who definitely had an attention-deficient disorder, he didn’t consider the job complete until thing were literally at one-hundred percent completed. Also, suddenly he wanted cheese tortellini with alfredo sauce. Huh. He didn’t even think he was hungry.
The trick is the benamite. Ian continued in his head, pushing himself back to the soon-to-be subject at hand. On an adjacent computer, he brought up the scientific information for those crystals, knowing that his rank wouldn’t grant him the clearance he wanted/needed for the advanced almost-top-secret slipstream system. Ian knew there was much more about the system that he didn’t know, and wouldn’t get to know unless someone with higher clearance opened the files for him. That being said, he wasn’t sure how much he needed to know about the whole thing. Watch for variances. That was the key. That was the key to the whole thing. Put in the wrong calculations, and you get thrown out to space with considerable damage. Apparently it wasn’t anything like getting thrown out of a warp bubble.
A sprinkling of tube grubs might go well with the tortellinis. Though Ian was never big on Klingon food, he learned to appreciate some food of his ancestry.
What had happened to the Voyager, anyway? It returned home, the whole crew were given medals or something, and undoubtedly everyone at home would have wanted to tear the ship apart and inspect it micron by micron. Ian didn’t think it had been disassembled, though. Or if it had, it had been put back together veeeery carefully. Was it possible that it was still running even today? That was a good question. A question that was easy enough to look up.
==GM: What is the service record of the USS Voyager?==
He had read about the special propulsion, of course, but even information on it was extremely limited by the Federation. Deemed too dangerous to install on new ships, and too risky to attempt to install retroactively on existing ships, slipstream technology had been boiled down to something Starfleet simply decided to ‘not pursue.’
With his task at hand second nature to him now, Ian used his idle brain power to try and remember at least the history of the unique system. The Voyager was the first to ‘discover’ it – first in the Federation, anyway. Well, first documented. They were in the Delta Quadrant. Of course. Who was the Captain? Janeway. Dang, I can’t remember her first name. Started with a…. never mind. Well, that’s gonna bug me. I think they thought it was Transwarp, at first. Like the Borg used to use. Ok, so… main deflector. Quantum field. Quantum… barrier. Yeah, that’s the tricky part. It’s… intuitive. Which is why we can’t use the computer to automatically make calculations. Voyager used it to travel a couple hundred lightyears, but couldn’t go any further because… instability? Right? Can-only-ride-the-bucking-targ-for-so-long kinda thing.
Engines still weren’t up to 100%. This irked Ian. They were at a respectible percentage, but for someone who definitely had an attention-deficient disorder, he didn’t consider the job complete until thing were literally at one-hundred percent completed. Also, suddenly he wanted cheese tortellini with alfredo sauce. Huh. He didn’t even think he was hungry.
The trick is the benamite. Ian continued in his head, pushing himself back to the soon-to-be subject at hand. On an adjacent computer, he brought up the scientific information for those crystals, knowing that his rank wouldn’t grant him the clearance he wanted/needed for the advanced almost-top-secret slipstream system. Ian knew there was much more about the system that he didn’t know, and wouldn’t get to know unless someone with higher clearance opened the files for him. That being said, he wasn’t sure how much he needed to know about the whole thing. Watch for variances. That was the key. That was the key to the whole thing. Put in the wrong calculations, and you get thrown out to space with considerable damage. Apparently it wasn’t anything like getting thrown out of a warp bubble.
A sprinkling of tube grubs might go well with the tortellinis. Though Ian was never big on Klingon food, he learned to appreciate some food of his ancestry.
What had happened to the Voyager, anyway? It returned home, the whole crew were given medals or something, and undoubtedly everyone at home would have wanted to tear the ship apart and inspect it micron by micron. Ian didn’t think it had been disassembled, though. Or if it had, it had been put back together veeeery carefully. Was it possible that it was still running even today? That was a good question. A question that was easy enough to look up.
==GM: What is the service record of the USS Voyager?==