07-08-2024, 09:47 PM
A click released the panel from its surrounding plating, then a clang signaled its collision with the floor.
Thermal shielding... Intact. No leak. So what in the worlds happened?
"Power level looks okay for the other junctions..." He found Kedus looking over his shoulder, making sense of the numbers flooding the tricorder's display.
"But nothing's flowing in..."
Beep Beep. A new set of data caught the engineers' attention: a signal coming in from the emergency breakers indicating they'd been tripped. The computers had found something, alright. But if nothing in the grid was leaking, what could that something have been?
"We should head up to the next junction," Kedus advised.
"Right." Altairi shifted away from the panel, taking a moment to upload the tricorder's scans to his PADD.
The engineers holstered their equipment and proceeded down the rest of the tube. Altairi couldn't help the slight sigh of relief that escaped his lips. It was nice having something other than the beam of a flashlight illuminating the way forward.
"So what kinds of bugs do you folks have back home?" His voice rose above the shuffling of clothing and the electronic hum that otherwise followed them.
"You mean Trill?"
"You're from there, right?"
"Yeah. Just haven't been in a while." Kedus went silent and took a seat. They'd just made it to the next junction.
Altairi popped open the panel. "Not sure if it's even home any more?" he asked, gauging the familiar look on his colleague's face.
"Something like that." She dotted a set of commands into the junction's interface. "What's home to you?"
He went silent. The monitor in front of them flickered, inviting a string of LCARS code to populate its windows. Arranged into folders by their timecodes, they were compiled reports from the section's internal sensors leading up to the moment the breakers activated. If there was an answer to their problem, it'd hopefully be somewhere in there. The only tricky part would be tracking it down.
"Let's get a simulation set up. Start twenty minutes leading up to the outage. Time factor 5."
The windows disappeared into the darkness that overtook the monitor, now replaced by a new series of pixels lighting up in the shape of the section's EPS grid. Hues of blue and red began to fill the space between the lines, fluctuating as current passed through the simulated conduits, each shift accompanied by a readout on the side of the screen.
== GM: Did the ship's internal sensors pick up any obvious anomalies prior to the shutoff? ==
Thermal shielding... Intact. No leak. So what in the worlds happened?
"Power level looks okay for the other junctions..." He found Kedus looking over his shoulder, making sense of the numbers flooding the tricorder's display.
"But nothing's flowing in..."
Beep Beep. A new set of data caught the engineers' attention: a signal coming in from the emergency breakers indicating they'd been tripped. The computers had found something, alright. But if nothing in the grid was leaking, what could that something have been?
"We should head up to the next junction," Kedus advised.
"Right." Altairi shifted away from the panel, taking a moment to upload the tricorder's scans to his PADD.
The engineers holstered their equipment and proceeded down the rest of the tube. Altairi couldn't help the slight sigh of relief that escaped his lips. It was nice having something other than the beam of a flashlight illuminating the way forward.
"So what kinds of bugs do you folks have back home?" His voice rose above the shuffling of clothing and the electronic hum that otherwise followed them.
"You mean Trill?"
"You're from there, right?"
"Yeah. Just haven't been in a while." Kedus went silent and took a seat. They'd just made it to the next junction.
Altairi popped open the panel. "Not sure if it's even home any more?" he asked, gauging the familiar look on his colleague's face.
"Something like that." She dotted a set of commands into the junction's interface. "What's home to you?"
He went silent. The monitor in front of them flickered, inviting a string of LCARS code to populate its windows. Arranged into folders by their timecodes, they were compiled reports from the section's internal sensors leading up to the moment the breakers activated. If there was an answer to their problem, it'd hopefully be somewhere in there. The only tricky part would be tracking it down.
"Let's get a simulation set up. Start twenty minutes leading up to the outage. Time factor 5."
The windows disappeared into the darkness that overtook the monitor, now replaced by a new series of pixels lighting up in the shape of the section's EPS grid. Hues of blue and red began to fill the space between the lines, fluctuating as current passed through the simulated conduits, each shift accompanied by a readout on the side of the screen.
== GM: Did the ship's internal sensors pick up any obvious anomalies prior to the shutoff? ==