05-29-2024, 10:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-29-2024, 10:47 PM by Aitrus Colso.)
Captain’s Log, Stardate 22404.11, Captain AItrus Colso, USS Crusader, recording.
Failure is part of life. It helps you learn and you do better next time. However, failure is never something you like to have happen. So, to summarize: the spy got away with unknown information, the terraforming project has been put on hold indefinitely, and we’ve been recalled to Starbase 375 for debriefing. To say I’m not looking forward to this would be an understatement. I--
“Captain, we’re getting some unusual readings,” Samantha said from the science station. She was calm but intense, working her console by feel while staring intently at the data scrolling rapidly over the screens.
All the hallmarks of his wife in an almost sheer panic.
Aitrus and Silran came to their feet at once, the captain and former science officer heading towards her station while Silran called for status reports from the rest of the bridge. “What have we got?” he asked as he came up behind her, a hand on her back.
“I don’t know,” she said. “There’s some kind of runaway reaction going on inside Marlek IV, but I can’t localize it. Its…” she trailed off, hands still working as her green eyes narrowed. “I’m getting all sorts of energy coming off of it, from basic thermal and electric like I’d expect from runaway volcanic activity, straight through gamma rays. Hell, I’m picking up tachyons and chronitons.”
“Chronitons?” Nathan Ramius said from his security console nearby. “How is a planet sending out time particles?”
“It shouldn’t be,” Aitrus said, turning back around to the rest of the bridge. “Helm,” he called, “get us out of here, best possible speed!”
“Aye sir!” Lieutenant Sural called from the helm. She called out her actions smoothly and efficiently, her training kicking in. “Breaking orbit now, warp engaging in three, two, one, now!”
And nothing happened.
“Warp now?” the Trill called again, to similar results. “No joy, Captain. Engines read fine, but we can’t establish a warp field.”
“Then top impulse, straight out of the system!” Silran called, and the helm suited action to the new orders.
Or, at least, she tried to. They were simply out of time.
Marlek IV detonated. The Crusader went with it.
==TBC==
Failure is part of life. It helps you learn and you do better next time. However, failure is never something you like to have happen. So, to summarize: the spy got away with unknown information, the terraforming project has been put on hold indefinitely, and we’ve been recalled to Starbase 375 for debriefing. To say I’m not looking forward to this would be an understatement. I--
“Captain, we’re getting some unusual readings,” Samantha said from the science station. She was calm but intense, working her console by feel while staring intently at the data scrolling rapidly over the screens.
All the hallmarks of his wife in an almost sheer panic.
Aitrus and Silran came to their feet at once, the captain and former science officer heading towards her station while Silran called for status reports from the rest of the bridge. “What have we got?” he asked as he came up behind her, a hand on her back.
“I don’t know,” she said. “There’s some kind of runaway reaction going on inside Marlek IV, but I can’t localize it. Its…” she trailed off, hands still working as her green eyes narrowed. “I’m getting all sorts of energy coming off of it, from basic thermal and electric like I’d expect from runaway volcanic activity, straight through gamma rays. Hell, I’m picking up tachyons and chronitons.”
“Chronitons?” Nathan Ramius said from his security console nearby. “How is a planet sending out time particles?”
“It shouldn’t be,” Aitrus said, turning back around to the rest of the bridge. “Helm,” he called, “get us out of here, best possible speed!”
“Aye sir!” Lieutenant Sural called from the helm. She called out her actions smoothly and efficiently, her training kicking in. “Breaking orbit now, warp engaging in three, two, one, now!”
And nothing happened.
“Warp now?” the Trill called again, to similar results. “No joy, Captain. Engines read fine, but we can’t establish a warp field.”
“Then top impulse, straight out of the system!” Silran called, and the helm suited action to the new orders.
Or, at least, she tried to. They were simply out of time.
Marlek IV detonated. The Crusader went with it.
==TBC==