09-16-2026, 11:09 AM
Cortez, Please try to focus," Amila turned to him and whispered more sharply than she intended, but never addressed the entire Bridge. "The Goal we were given is to get their Shield Modulation Frequencies, focus on that instead of wasting precious time telling me whether or not it's a bad idea to disable their ship when no one talked about it. Quite frankly, they just blew out flag ship out of the sky, with it's entire crew on board, I don't think we should care. This is kill or be killed."
"Keti, brut force may not be an option here. You and Cortez have proven you know how to code, if there is a way to disintegrate their systems - whether it's shutting them down, or just feeding us enough information so that we can do it, I want you to do work on that," she ordered. The intensity of the situation and the lost of one the fleet's most powerful ships was getting to Amila. She normally masked her stress in high pressure situations quite well, but the chatter - talking about sparing the Cardassians after that was too much for her.
=Tag Keti, Cortez=
==NPC Petty Officer 1st Class Isabelly Molina, Operations==
While Amila was coralling her science team, Isabel spoke up from main operations where she was also maining communications. "If we can coordinate with the other vessels, Sirs," she offered unclear if it was the Captain or Tactical that she was addressing. "We're clearly too outmanned for a man-to-man defense out here," she said thinking of her sports days. But if we could establish a clear zone defense and coordinate with the Aquila and the Yeager. Everytime they fire, they are not only giving a weak spot in their shields for us to get a shot in that might make a little more damage, but Lieutenant Ra'an is right, the longer we can hit their shields with anything - just force them to throw off energy, even if it's not making much a dent, we're getting data on their oscillating frequencies so it's helpful."
She had been intellectualized the entire scenario - the way that the Inaieu had come in hot. Communications were dark. Just fire fight. She was part of the team that kept computers, comms, sensors, even life support and shields operational with assistance from engineering. Lives were lost, but she wasn't thinking about that at the moment. It might as well have been a training scenario that she needed to beat for all that she was concerned.
"The problem is, I know if someone were doing that to us, I'd be suspicious that's what exactly what they were doing, and I'd be running down to the deflector grid with an engineering officer and trying to manually override the patterns," she explained. A valid concern. "If they're smart - and I don't think Cardassian's are dumb, we'll get a couple of shots each time before we have to learn the next pattern."
She was right, Amila knew. It wouldn't be too difficult for them to start changing frequencies. Whether it would be enough time to do any damage... Well that was more in Powl's department. Maybe even the engineers. Like Morad. She looked over toward him briefly, trying to catch a sign of worry, stress, anything. She was sure he was handling better than she was. She scolded herself for getting short earlier and turned back to her station.
"Right now, I've got no chatter between the Aquila and the Yeager, and no one has reached out to us," Izzy verfied. "I can try to establish a secure line. Request orders, unless you want me to do something else, Captain?"
==Tag Ameen, Any from Izzy==
==Tag to Keti and Cortez from Amila above==
"Keti, brut force may not be an option here. You and Cortez have proven you know how to code, if there is a way to disintegrate their systems - whether it's shutting them down, or just feeding us enough information so that we can do it, I want you to do work on that," she ordered. The intensity of the situation and the lost of one the fleet's most powerful ships was getting to Amila. She normally masked her stress in high pressure situations quite well, but the chatter - talking about sparing the Cardassians after that was too much for her.
=Tag Keti, Cortez=
==NPC Petty Officer 1st Class Isabelly Molina, Operations==
While Amila was coralling her science team, Isabel spoke up from main operations where she was also maining communications. "If we can coordinate with the other vessels, Sirs," she offered unclear if it was the Captain or Tactical that she was addressing. "We're clearly too outmanned for a man-to-man defense out here," she said thinking of her sports days. But if we could establish a clear zone defense and coordinate with the Aquila and the Yeager. Everytime they fire, they are not only giving a weak spot in their shields for us to get a shot in that might make a little more damage, but Lieutenant Ra'an is right, the longer we can hit their shields with anything - just force them to throw off energy, even if it's not making much a dent, we're getting data on their oscillating frequencies so it's helpful."
She had been intellectualized the entire scenario - the way that the Inaieu had come in hot. Communications were dark. Just fire fight. She was part of the team that kept computers, comms, sensors, even life support and shields operational with assistance from engineering. Lives were lost, but she wasn't thinking about that at the moment. It might as well have been a training scenario that she needed to beat for all that she was concerned.
"The problem is, I know if someone were doing that to us, I'd be suspicious that's what exactly what they were doing, and I'd be running down to the deflector grid with an engineering officer and trying to manually override the patterns," she explained. A valid concern. "If they're smart - and I don't think Cardassian's are dumb, we'll get a couple of shots each time before we have to learn the next pattern."
She was right, Amila knew. It wouldn't be too difficult for them to start changing frequencies. Whether it would be enough time to do any damage... Well that was more in Powl's department. Maybe even the engineers. Like Morad. She looked over toward him briefly, trying to catch a sign of worry, stress, anything. She was sure he was handling better than she was. She scolded herself for getting short earlier and turned back to her station.
"Right now, I've got no chatter between the Aquila and the Yeager, and no one has reached out to us," Izzy verfied. "I can try to establish a secure line. Request orders, unless you want me to do something else, Captain?"
==Tag Ameen, Any from Izzy==
==Tag to Keti and Cortez from Amila above==