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Cdr Miranda Hawthorne

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  1. MISSION BRIEF: Down on the planet, Tandaris and his team bug Dazim for more answers. Though the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole are without power, efforts are underway to bypass their neural gelpacks. Taking precautions to avoid power outages caused by the gelpacks, the Excalibur has already begun bypassing all systems that use them. However, some systems in medical have already begun to fluctuate. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: BEGIN SIM Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: BEGIN SIM Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: BEGIN SIM Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: rolls his chair over to another piece of equipment, fiddles with it :: Hey Barty, remind me I want a fish sandwich for dinner. :: the computer AI responds with a ding :: Hunter Matheson: @ ::well armed, he takes up a position outside the lab to stand watch::: Tandaris Admiran: @::Dazim:: So are you going to help us, or do we have to strong-arm you some more? Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Hmm, kablooey wasn't quite the result I was looking for. At least not again. :: looks over to Tandaris, rolls his eyes and his ears :: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Again, I'm not fixing lunch here. I just need to get the protein sequence right. Maryse Dubois: ::In sickbay, watching some of her equipment flicker in and out.:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> And if you don't remember, I work better without annoying yammering in the background. If I wanted that, I'd turn it on the Federation News Network. Indaura Ryssan: What's going on doctor? Maryse Dubois: Our systems are being infected with what was causing the gelpacks to go bad. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> You'd be good on FNN, though you might want to consider lasering off the spots first. :: swivels back over to the original machine, starts making adjustments :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Miranda opened the control panel for one of the impacted systems to have a look.:: I don't have my kit with me. Anything in here that I could use as a spanner? Indaura Ryssan: Infected? A virus or rogue computer program? William Chocox: #::On the MS trying not to destroy another EPS system:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: pulls out a test pack, shoves it into another machine and a swivel back to the test control :: Maryse Dubois: ::Goes to the storage room, coming back with a small kit, setting it by Miranda.:: This should work. ::Looking to Indaura.:: We don't know how it's being transmitted, but it's not a virus. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: glances over at Tandaris as the test starts :: The lights still all on up there? Tandaris Admiran: @::Dazim:: Hmm? Oh, I'm just trying to be quiet. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Pulls out something she think might work and disconnected the primary power source to remove the gelpack. The terminal went down completely.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Doctor, didn't you say it was some sort of syndrome? Indaura Ryssan: Great. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> It can learn. No wonder it has three pips. :: looks back to the screen :: Hmm. Hand me that hydrolyzer over there. It's even conveniently labeled. Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Yes, Irumodic Syndrome, but we don't know how it's spreading. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Maybe some type of stimulus triggered it. ::She hefted the pack in her hand, but it looked fine to her. Still, she tossed it above her to the table so it could be tested and then disappeared under the console again to rewire the power.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Muffle:: A power surge or something that traveled through the system in a chain reaction... Tandaris Admiran: @::hands Dazim the hydrolyzer:: Maryse Dubois: Possibly. Engineering thinks the packs may have communicated with each other in some fashion. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: takes it, rotates the top knob a few half turns, and zaps the gelpack with it :: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: watches with amusement as the abnormally yellowed gel begins to slowly turn its more usual aqua :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She slid out from under the console and waved a hand at Indaura.:: Do the honors and power it up. ::Rising, she reached for the gel pack she'd pulled from the console and tossed it to Maryse.:: Test that, will you? See if it is starting to show symptoms. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: grabs a hypo, extracts a bit of the gel from that pack, injects it into another 'infected' pack :: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Your lab facilities are quite first rate, btw. :: off-hand as he waits for the process to finish :: But you really do need more minions. Maryse Dubois: ::Takes the pack, setting it on a table scanner.:: This should take only a moment. Tandaris Admiran: @ They don't like giving me too many minions. Tandaris Admiran: @ So are you really not going to take any responsibility for ::gestures:: this? Indaura Ryssan: I've never heard of the packs communicating with each other. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She leaned on the next console, waiting for Indaura to start up the one she'd fixed.:: Yea, but there's a first time for everything. Hunter Matheson: @ ::meanwhile, the minion stands outside, watching, staying away from the grunts and ignoring their comments::: Maryse Dubois: ::Getting the results.:: Definitely showing degradation. Early signs of Irumodic. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She grunted.:: Just great. +Tandaris+ Hawthorne to Admiran. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: flicks Tandaris an annoyed look :: Since you've managed to stick your nose too far in and discover my role in this, which I will totally say "I told you so" to Minister Gagaris when it was his bright idea to have me work with you, I will say I'm taking as much responsibility as is mine. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: grabs the 2nd pack, tosses it to Tandaris :: Since you're the one with the transporter, you might want to find somewhere to test plugging that into a compromised system. As this is my personal private lab, I don't have room for a full test system. Tandaris Admiran: @+Hawthorne+ Admiran here. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Admiran+ Our gel packs are starting to show signs of the same syndrome. Is the rogue K'hal close to creating a cure? We're taking our systems offline to bypass, but they're degrading faster than we can bypass them. Tandaris Admiran: @+Hawthorne+ I actually have a prototype we could test. Indaura Ryssan: Irumodic. Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::working on helm::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Admiran+ Good. Both the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole are completely without power now. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> It's not a perfect solution, mind. It will dumb down the gel to what it's supposed to be so it stops waking up other gel, and it will stop the further degradation of the neural connections, but it won't fix existing damage. You'll still need to replace all your gel eventually, but this "seeder" gelpack should spread through an entire system. Theoretically. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> As you can understand with all your armed goons lurking around, I'm under the gun more literally than I'd prefer for my working practices. Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::pretty darned glad they were at station keeping, but wondering how long they'll stay that way if systems shut down::: Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::But TV and MC aren't pulled into the gravitational field, so he's not going to worry. Yet.::: Tandaris Admiran: @::Dazim:: And it'll remain that way for now. Mr. Matheson! Hunter Matheson: @ ::hears his name and pokes his head in::: Sir? Indaura Ryssan: We need to cut their connection. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Well, at least there's help on the way. ::She looked around medical.:: Any other systems that need to be bypassed immediately? Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: runs a paw through his scraggly mane while muttering various imprecations on the military state :: Hunter Matheson: @ ::steps in, his hand dangling close to his sidearm:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: also taps a button on one of his panels :: Tandaris Admiran: @::Matheson:: I'm returning to Excalibur. Stay here and keep an eye on him. Hunter Matheson: @ Yes, sir. ::takes position close by, but not close enough to interfere with his work:: Maryse Dubois: ::Looking around.:: Nothing essential anyways. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Oh, joy. :: starts making more seeder packs :: Indaura Ryssan: :: Looks at Hawthorne :: Tandaris Admiran: @+Excalibur+ One to beam up. Rhan K'hal: +Tandy+ Acknowledged, Commander. :: pushes the beamy button :: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: Hunter :: Where are my manners. While you're, rather illegally mind you, holding me hostage in my own lab, on a planet of the Tamarn Empire, of whom I am an employee, you are more than welcome to help yourself to the air in the room. And if necessary a bottle of fresh spring water from the cooler in the wall. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Puts the medical tools back into the kit and hands them off to Maryse.:: Well, hopefully engineering will have bypassed all of the gel systems before there are any other issues. If not, let me know. I don't mind getting my hands dirty now and then. Feels like old times. William Chocox: # I think I’m almost done here with the conduits. Tandaris Admiran: ::materializes on Excalibur:: Maryse Dubois: ::Takes the kit.:: Thank you, Commander. Rhan K'hal: +Miranda+ Bridge to Commander Hawthorne, ChEng back aboard. The rest of the team is still on planet. Maryse Dubois: Maybe Tandaris has that fix they were talking about. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: # Engineer> ::Looks at Will:: If you're done there, then you can help reboot the power systems for decks three through seven. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: (( Two minute warning. )) William Chocox: # On it. ::heads that way to work on it:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: begins packing the seeder packs into containers, mutters to self :: After we fix this planet I'm demanding a raise. Talk about non-union working conditions. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Rhan+ Acknowledged. Rhan K'hal: :: eyes the MSD on the aft wall, watching various systems go down here and there, thankfully on purpose as the systems are shifted to non-gel :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: END SIM Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: END SIM Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: END SIM
  2. SD 1210.2017 Down on the planet, Tandaris and his team bug Dazim for more answers. Though the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole are without power, efforts are underway to bypass their neural gelpacks. Taking precautions to avoid power outages caused by the gelpacks, the Excalibur has already begun bypassing all systems that use them. However, some systems in medical have already begun to fluctuate.
  3. MISSION BRIEF: A search has been launched for Dazim who Tandaris believes has more to tell us. Aboard the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole, efforts are underway to by-pass their neural gelpacks. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Tandaris Admiran: @:: has just beamed down with his team:: Tandaris Admiran: ((y'all can decide if you're on my team)) Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: in his hidden lab location, oblivious to the fact that he's a wanted man - at least by the Starfleet types :: Hunter Matheson: @ ::since there wasn't much to do at helm, he's with the CDR on planet:: Hunter Matheson: @ ::searching for the perp::: Rhan K'hal: :: hangs up from his comm with the planet, lets out a big sigh :: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::On the planet with Tandaris:: Cptn Swain: ::Glances over:: Rhan K'hal: :: swivels back to look at Swain :: Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::monitoring helm, as usual:: Maryse Dubois: ::On the bridge, thinking.:: How long would it take to take our gel offline as say a preventative measure? Rhan K'hal: Captain, they're definitely not happy about this, they really like Dazim for some reason. I did manage to convince them that at the very least to put out whatever their equivalent of a BOLO is, but we're pretty much on our own looking for him. They say they don't have the resources to spare to look for him without having some evidence of wrongdoing. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Also on the bridge, she threw a glance at Maryse.:: All systems? We'd have to take each power grid offline step by step to minimize downtime. It'd take several hours to get everything. Tandaris Admiran: @:: scanning, scanning:: He was around here earlier Hakran K'hal: @ :: with the search team :: Where is "here" exactly? Maryse Dubois: ::Looking at Miranda.:: Better to do it now, instead of going completely dark like the other two ships though, right? Cptn Swain: @Augstine> ::Has his security grunts fan out:: Hunter Matheson: @ ::checking the area as they plod along:: He's a scientist, right? Or something like a scientist? Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::listening to the convo:: Hakran K'hal: @ Mad scientist maybe, but still a scientist. Hunter Matheson: @ ::HK:: So, he probably has a lab around here somewhere. You know, like most geeks do? Indaura Ryssan: :: Working in sickbay :: Tandaris Admiran: @::Hakran:: If you were slightly madder, where would you make your lab? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Thinking.:: We aren't certain that their system outages are related to the gel packs. We still haven't heard from the Away Team that went to help assess the situation. Did our recent guest have any guesses how this happened? Was it sabotage? Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::glances over to Tandaris with a smirk:: Hakran K'hal: @ Only slightly? :: smiles :: Somewhere that doesn't scream "evil scientist lair," but close enough to his supply source and somewhere the kind of cargo traffic wouldn't be noticed. Maryse Dubois: He didn't seem bothered by the ships going down actually. He was quick to find a cause for the main issue from the manufacturer and then quickly leave. Rhan K'hal: :: runs a paw through his mane and heads to the replicator for a bucket of coffee :: Cptn Swain: ::Frowns:: I do hope our own mad engineer's intuition is on target. Hunter Matheson: @ So... we gotta find the supply source? Cptn Swain: @Augustine> It's possible he's using force-fields to shield himself from our scans. Tandaris Admiran: @:: Hunter:: You helped shuttle supplies. Did you hear anyone talk about shady parts of town? Hakran K'hal: @ That's almost certain, though I doubt he built it that way to hide from us specifically. Just everyone and everything in general. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Our gel systems are limited. We tend not to rely on technology that we don't control ourselves. I think they can be bypassed without any problems. ::She sends the order down to engineering to start taking gel-pack systems offline, routing the power through conventional sources.:: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> We might be able to scan for the force-fields themselves. Hunter Matheson: @ Hm... well, didn't hear them talk about it, but they were taking supplies somewhere else than the designated position. I figured it was there business and the supply master didn't object. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Indaura notes that several of the medical systems are experiencing power surges before going offline. Hunter Matheson: @ There was a small hill not far from the landing pad. Kind of like a bunker hill now that I think of it. Tandaris Admiran: @ Ok, let's head there. Stay sharp. Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Begins looking around the room a little closer. Thankfully this isn't a crime procedural, so he doesn't worry about a warrant and instructs his security team to begin collecting evidence;; Hunter Matheson: @ Yes, sir. ::takes point toward the landing pad:: Rhan K'hal: :: returns with his sizable coffee, stands by for anything :: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Follows along as the muscle:: Maryse Dubois: ::Sees Rhan's bucket of coffee, giving him a sizable eyebrow.:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Looks around :: Umm. William Chocox: #::is on the MS:: Tandaris Admiran: @::spots the bunker:: Let's see if anyone's home Cptn Swain: ACTION> Teams from the TV and Seacole radio in to confirm that there is similar decay of the neural gel packs for both systems to the ones we recovered on the planet. The TV, being a ship full of highly qualified engineers is making progress on switching over to alternate systems of control and should be ready in the next hour. Seacole is going slower. Indaura Ryssan: +bridge+ We have various dead systems here in the sickbay. Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::listens up::: Rhan K'hal: :: gulps coffee as the reports come in :: Indaura Ryssan: :: Goes to try to reactivate several panels with no life :: Hunter Matheson: @ :::moves toward the bunker, checking the area for traps or whatever:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: working away, as grumpy or no, has quite the work ethic :: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Glances to Tandaris:: Rhan K'hal: +Indaura+ Acknowledged, Doctor. Back to you in a mo'. Hunter Matheson: @ Entrance looks clear, Commander, but you might want to give it a scan for sure. Or maybe let the ::almost says grunts:: security detail check it out. Indaura Ryssan: Backups people! Rhan K'hal: :: swivels to look at Miranda :: Commander, you might want the engineers to work faster. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Quirks a brow at Rhan.:: What's going on? Tandaris Admiran: @:: scans:: William Chocox: #::to whoever was telling him where to work:: What next? Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::keeping a close watch on helm knowing he'll have hell to pay if anything happens on his watch:: Rhan K'hal: Report from Dr. Ryssan, systems going down in medical. Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Considers making a remark about the helmsman telling the security chief these things, but decides better of it.:: Hunter Matheson: @ ::steps away, getting the drift from the Sec Geek::: Cptn Swain: #Tealn> ::to Will:: We could use some help with the primary EPS routing. That’s where the bulk of the gel packs are. Hunter Matheson: @ ::wasn't talking to him anyway::: Hakran K'hal: @ Not detecting any life signs, and only low-level signatures indicative of backup power. Tandaris Admiran: @:: Augustine:: Take us inside Maryse Dubois: ::Walks over to Rhan's station.:: Did she say which ones? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Swears under her breath.:: Inform engineering and have them focus on medical first. Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Nods, raises his phaser and heads to towards the entrance to the bunker complex:: Rhan K'hal: Aye, Commander. :: makes the call :: Maryse Dubois: ::Heading for the TL.:: William Chocox: # Perfect, I’ve got a lot of experience with EPS systems. ::heads over to work on them:: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Spots a panel that looks like it's likely the door locks:: Cptn Swain: ::Tapping his fingers:: K'hal go ahead and launch the buoy. I'd rather be safe than sorry. Rhan K'hal: :: sigh :: Aye, sir. Rhan K'hal: :: sends the order down to launch the buoy :: Rhan K'hal: :: gulps more coffee :: Maryse Dubois: ::Looking between Mirand and Rhan before getting in the TL, holding the door.:: Those packs were mistakenly sent to sickbay from the hangar bay, before making their way to the labs. Maryse Dubois: *Miranda Cptn Swain: @Augustine> :Flips open the panel with a frown:: K'hal come have a look. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Captain, I'm going to pay sick bay a visit. ::Rises and joins Maryse at the lift.:: Were they installed anywhere? Hakran K'hal: @ :: pads up next to Augustine, looks it over :: Maryse Dubois: God I hope not. Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Moves :: Get to the self-contained units Maryse Dubois: ::Lets the door close once Miranda gets in.:: Sickbay. William Chocox: #::working on the conduits, talking to whoever’s there:: This seems like a nice ship when we’re all not elbows deep in the inner workings. Hakran K'hal: @ Wouldn't expect a Ferengi lock. Either Dazim shops around or we're about to break into a Ferengi warehouse. Hunter Matheson: Tork> ::taking precautions so helm isn't compromised::: Tandaris Admiran: @ Any way we can discern? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Steps out as the lift opens onto the medical deck and heads into sickbay.:: Someone report! Cptn Swain: @Augustine>They're common enough on the blackmarket. Cptn Swain: @Augustine> We could just, knock, of course. Indaura Ryssan: :: The staff is using the backup self-powered units. Several displays are without power :: Maryse Dubois: ::Walking into sickbay with Miranda, noting some of the bio beds and other systems flickering.:: Hakran K'hal: @ That would be one way, certainly. Tandaris Admiran: @:: Augustine:: And warn whoever is inside? Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::shrugs:: Maryse Dubois: ::Softly to Miranda.:: Fortunately there was no one in need of life support, though I would hop backups would kick in. Maryse Dubois: *hope Tandaris Admiran: @:: rolls eyes:: Fine. We'll try being respectful for once. William Chocox: ((I could always fly down to blow it up.)) Hakran K'hal: @ Let me get out the holorecorder, Rhan would kill me if I didn't capture this for posterity. :: dryly :: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Glances over to Hunter:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: voice comes blaring out of the panel :: Oh for the love o'... :: click :: Just come in already, you're giving me a headache. Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::As if to say 'and we're the grunts':: Hunter Matheson: @ ::staying well out of the way:: Indaura Ryssan: Power is not stable in the least here. We are running backup units. Hakran K'hal: @ :: cocks an ear :: The Ferengi lock must have automatic voice pickup. Hunter Matheson: @ ::chalks it up to 'Fleet vs Corps, so he mentally shrugs it off, having no idea what his problem isl:: Tandaris Admiran: @:: smiles:: My plan all along ::enters:: Hakran K'hal: @ :: follows :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Joins Indaura.:: Which systems are the worst? I'll have a look at them myself. Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Holsters his phaser... for the moment:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: sitting in front of a rather posh lab setup - not as shiny as Excalibur's, but pretty good for a private individual :: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Wasn't expecting to hear from you people so quickly. Figured you'd enjoy my absence for a while as much as I was enjoying being absent. Hunter Matheson: @ ::follows them in, giving 'Fleet a wide berth:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: rolls his chair over to a crate of gelpacks, injects something into one and then installs it into an isolated test power setup :: Tandaris Admiran: @ We figured it out. Hakran K'hal: @ :: glances over at Tandaris, figuring this is his show :: Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::Lets Tandaris do the talking, he was just there to be the heavy if needed:: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Oh, and what exactly did you figure? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Were any of the bad gel packs installed in here? ::Again, talking to Indaura.:: Tandaris Admiran: @ You have been a bad cat. Cptn Swain: ACTION> The music from CSI Miami hits for no real reason. Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: scowls :: No need to be racist, Spotty. Maryse Dubois: ((::Feels a bad pun coming, followed by Tandy putting on his shades.::)) Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> :: unconcernedly watches over the info coming from the test :: Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Come, come. I'm sure you have a nice self-righteous spiel. Let's get it over with. Cptn Swain: (( Couple Minute Warning )) Tandaris Admiran: @ No, I think we'll take that as read. Are you going to help us fix this? Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> What do you think I'm doing, making a fish sandwich? Hakran K'hal: @Dazim> Though that sounds good now that I think of it. Cptn Swain: ...and... Cptn Swain: @Augustine> ::wonders if he can get an assignment around non crazy people:: Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  4. SD 1203.2017 A search has been launched for Dazim who Tandaris believes has more to tell us. Aboard the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole, efforts are underway to by-pass their neural gelpacks.
  5. SD 1126.2017 Having located the source of the defective gel packs, Dazim has left. On the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole, they are working to restore power as well locate the source of their own problems. Our engineering teams continue to dig into the gel packs as well to determine how it spread.
  6. MISSION BRIEF: Having located the source of the defective gel packs, Dazim has left. On the Tennessee Valley and Mary Seacole, they are working to restore power as well locate the source of their own problems. Our engineering teams continue to dig into the gel packs as well to determine how it spread. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Maryse Dubois: ::In the hangar bay, hanging back a moment as her teams leave with their new patients.:: +Tandy+ There was an accident in the hangar bay. I know I may be paranoid, but do you think you can have someone inspect the equipment used? I just want to make sure this accident is unrelated to anything else. Hunter Matheson: ::under the helm console checking things out:: Rhan K'hal: Captain, there's a lot of comm traffic from the surface trying to reach the other ships. Should I put out a general call to let them all know down there? Then if there's something more urgent I can see what use we are to them. Tandaris Admiran: +Maryse+ What kind of accident? Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: Indaura Ryssan: (Me in the hangar bay as well?) Maryse Dubois: +Tandy+ One of the new loaders malfunctioned. Maryse Dubois: ((If you want, or you can go with the med team and patients.)) Rhan K'hal: +Alpha Veras II+ Attention all Starfleet personnel on Alpha Veras II, this is the USS Excalibur. Both the Tenn. Valley and Mary Seacole are experiencing power issues and are unable to respond to your communications. We are attempting to assist them, but in the interim both ships are unavailable. Please direct urgent inquiries to the Excalibur, otherwise if you can please stay patient and continue your mission please do. Excalibur out. Indaura Ryssan: :: With the medical team :: Tandaris Admiran: +Maryse+ That's ... interesting. Those don't use bioneural circu... oh. Rhan K'hal: There, that probably won't reassure them much, but hopefully it'll keep them from panicking. I'm going to put some people on comm duty in the TIC, try to keep the mundane stuff out of our follicles. Cptn Swain: Send an update to Command as well. I want them to know what’s going on. They may need to dispatch another vessel to assist. Hakran K'hal: #Dazim> :: in the secret part of his lab, because of course he has one, he is scanning his own supplies of gel :: Maryse Dubois: +Tandy+ Oh? Rhan K'hal: Aye, Captain. :: gets on that :: Hakran K'hal: :: enters the bridge :: Cptn Swain: We can handle the gap, but we're not equipped to be a medical center for an entire planet AND rebuild their power systems. Tandaris Admiran: +Maryse+ The loader is linked to the computer systems. Indaura Ryssan: :: Checking with the patients :: Hakran K'hal: Ah, Captain. I come bearing recommendations. Cptn Swain: Hunter, modified our orbit to put us a little closer to the TV and Seacole. It should help with the shuttle communication line. Maryse Dubois: +Tandy+ Oh sounds bad then... Cptn Swain: ::Glances over:: Oh? Hakran K'hal: :: nods :: Commander Admiran, Doctor Dubois and myself believe it would be wise to have a comm buoy prepared for automatic or manual launch containing at least the basics of what's been going on. Just in case this gel problem hits our systems as well. Hunter Matheson: ::mutters something about 3rd string helm personnel:: Tandaris Admiran: +Maryse+ It means whatever was affecting the Mary Seacole and the Tennessee Valley could be affecting our computers. Cptn Swain: I agree. Rhan K'hal: Isn't that a cheery thought. I'll get on it right away. Hakran K'hal: In the meanwhile, we've had an incident in the shuttlebay. I don't have the specifics, but Dr. Dubois is checking it out. Hunter Matheson: ::flips out from the helm work:: Aye sir. Moving in. Cptn Swain: ::Frowns:: Hunter Matheson: ::settling in:: How close, sir? Cptn Swain: Keep me updated. I assume Tandaris is working on a plan to isolate the bioneural systems? Cptn Swain: As close as you feel comfortable with. Hakran K'hal: #Dazim> :: big-eyed, ear-perked surprise as he looks over his scan results :: Interesting... Oh blast it, the Starfleeters are going to discover this. :: rubs chin thoughtfully :: Hakran K'hal: He is, and aye sir. Hunter Matheson: ::tapping in a few calcs:: Engaging thrusters. Moving to within... emergency umbilical range. Rhan K'hal: Okay, I've jammed the Cliff Notes version into a comm buoy... or at least I jammed the notes into memory and someone in the torpedo room is jamming it into the buoy. It'll be on hot standby for release. Maryse Dubois: :;Sighs:: +Tandy+ Sounds like we need to work on a fix, fast. Tandaris Admiran: +Maryse+ Agreed. Tandaris Admiran: ::heads for the bridge:: Maryse Dubois: ::Heading back to the labs.:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Treating them at the hangar :: Using the dermal regen on an ankle :: Hunter Matheson: Station keeping within standard emergency range between TV and MC. Indaura Ryssan: +Dubois+ None of the injuries are life threatening. Hakran K'hal: :: hops into the science console chair, pulls up the data himself - frowns over it for a few moments :: All this bio-tech is way over my head. I still can't quite wrap my head around how this could happen in the first place, let alone be "contagious" even into a closed system. Cptn Swain: ::Glances over:: Its possible its self-propagating, but not viral. Tandaris Admiran: ::arrives at the bridge:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Working on the injured without moving them to sickbay :: Maryse Dubois: +Indaura+ That's good. Have them go to sickbay for a full exam when they are able to move. Rhan K'hal: :: pops up and pads over to look over his brother's shoulder :: It's a neural system, it's generating electromagnetic radiation. It's possible that it's generating it in a more focused manner, enough to stimulate the neural pathways in other gel. Have you guys tried running a test to see just how much this stuff can hum? Hunter Matheson: :;makes a few position adjustments:: Hakran K'hal: :: blinks :: I don't believe so, not yet anyway. I didn't think you took any biotech courses, Rhan. Indaura Ryssan: +Dubois+ Understood. :: signals to her patients that they will be moved :: Cptn Swain: ::Considers:: That's possible. Though it would be pretty surprising for that to happen naturally. Hunter Matheson: ::eyes the business end of the console and rethinks getting under there when they're so close to the TV and MC:: Rhan K'hal: Oh, I just happened to not have anything remotely related to biotech happen during some very routine missions that are completely aboveboard and not gaping holes in my short but distinguished service record. Rhan K'hal: :: grin :: Hakran K'hal: :: twists an ear at Rhan, then looks over to Tandaris :: What news, Commander? Indaura Ryssan: :: Helps someone up and motions them to the hangar exit :: Tandaris Admiran: We have a problem. Rhan K'hal: :: grin vanishes :: Uh-oh. Cptn Swain: I don't like problems. Tandaris Admiran: Well, I have part of a solution. ::comes up alongside ops:: Cptn Swain: Solutions are good. Tandaris Admiran: Mr. K'hal, can you locate your ... cousin on the surface, please? ::Swain:: I believe Mr. ... K'hal can offer us some answers. With your permission, I’d like to take him aboard right now. Rhan K'hal: :: heads back over to his console since he's apparently going to need it :: Rhan K'hal: Shouldn't be hard to find one Cait. :: tappity tap tap :: Indaura Ryssan: :: Enters the lift with her patients :: Cptn Swain: ::Smirks despite himself:: Hakran K'hal: Ah, not to rain on your parade, Commander, but we're bound to be running into some legal problems just abducting someone off a non-Federation planet. Cptn Swain: He is a Federation citizen, but give him a moment’s notice before you do. Rhan K'hal: Uh, consider the parade rained on anyway... I can't find him. Maryse Dubois: ::Steps out onto the bridge.:: Rhan K'hal: :: taps some more :: Cptn Swain: ::Lifts a brow:: Rhan K'hal: He's not responding to the a-Veran comm unit frequency we have for him either. Not even getting a voicemail. Maryse Dubois: I can't believe you actually want him back... Do we have a location of his lab? Maybe he has some sort of shielding preventing anyone from locating him. He did seem to like privacy a little too much. Cptn Swain: Have the Alpha Vera authorities pay him a visit. Rhan K'hal: I'll send a politely worded urgent request to that effect, Captain. :: starts making the contact :: Hakran K'hal: :: has a hunch of his own, checks the computer :: Indaura Ryssan: :: Enters sickbay, directs each of them to the bio beds :: Hakran K'hal: He may have shielding, Doctor, and he may have that at more than one location. Where he beamed down to isn't where you picked him up, Commander. Rhan K'hal: They've agreed to go knock on his door, Captain. We should hear something soon, one way or the other. Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Sounds like he had a safehouse. Cptn Swain: What would he need a safe house for. Tandaris Admiran: While we're waiting ... Cptn Swain: ::Frowns:: I'd prefer not to start an intergalactic incident. Tandaris Admiran: I think we've been looking at this from the wrong angle. Hunter Matheson: ::mutters:: cause he's responsible for the problem and doesn't want to admit it:: Hakran K'hal: Without some serious work from the Doctor, my neck can only tilt so far, Commander. Tandaris Admiran: ::Rhan:: Are you just going to let him take over the title of "the funny one"? Hunter Matheson: ::keeping a close watch on position, more worried about the ships than a cat:: Maryse Dubois: ::Smirks.:: Tandaris Admiran: I think Dazim has answers for us because I think, whether he was aware of it or not, Dazim is the one who caused the initial ... infection ... of intelligence. Rhan K'hal: It was bound to happen, he's been on board long enough. Hunter Matheson: ::stops to listen but doesn't turn:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Starts a more extensive screening :: Hakran K'hal: :: tilts head :: Anything solid giving you that idea Commander? Rhan K'hal: :: gets a chirp, checks it out :: Tandaris Admiran: ::ticks off fingers:: He's a neuroscientist ... known for doing shady neuroscience ... working with bio-neural gel on a planet outside Federation jurisdiction ... Tandaris Admiran: What he didn’t count on was how Alpha Verran's bio-neural gel differs from the Federation's. Tandaris Admiran: Federation gel-paks have specific engineering tolerances, partly to prevent these kinds of ... unfortunate evolutions. Hakran K'hal: I find it hard to believe he'd overlook that. Counted on it, more likely. Tandaris Admiran: On the flexibility of the neuronal pathways? Yes. On how this would interact with the built-in peering and update protocols, thus spreading the pseudo-intelligence throughout the whole grid? I hope not. Maryse Dubois: ::Nods in agreement.:: Probably with some monetary motivation behind it. Tandaris Admiran: Our ships are now experiencing the equivalent of a secondary effect. Rhan K'hal: :: turns back to Swain, clears throat :: Captain, they checked his lab, the only one they're aware of anyway, also the one where Commander Admiran originally picked him up. He wasn't there. The Verans say they're too busy with everything going on to go looking for him, especially when, for as far as they know, he's done nothing wrong. They did say we could poke around for him ourselves. Tandaris Admiran: ::rubs his hands together:: It has been a while since we’ve had a proper manhunt. Maryse Dubois: ::Stands by the auxiliary console, inputting something.:: Cptn Swain: Tell them to put out a planet wide alert for them, you can tell in no uncertain terms its not a request. Tandaris, why don't you take a security team down with Commander Augistine and have a look around. Maybe you can find something in his lab to implicate him. Tandaris Admiran: Understood. Rhan K'hal: :: winces :: Captain, remember what you just said about intergalactic incidents... Rhan K'hal: We don't have any evidence, just speculation at this point. Cptn Swain: I do. I'll take any of the heat for it. Tandaris Admiran: In the meantime, all three of our ships need to take their gel-pak circuitry offline and perform a systems-wide reboot. That will temporarily fix our problems until we can get to a starbase and have our gel-paks completely replaced. Rhan K'hal: :: nods :: Just wanted you to make sure you knew your head was in the guillotine, sir. Maryse Dubois: All of the initially affected packs belonged to one company. No major incidents in their records save for this moment. I wonder who would gain the most from a company folding under these circumstances? Rhan K'hal: :: makes the call to aV-II :: Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  7. MISSION BRIEF: As the Excalibur continues to investigate the power grid failure, having narrowed down on the neural gel packs as the likely culprits -- though a number of questions remain, the Tennessee Valley and the Mary Seacole, which have been leading relief efforts on the planet have begun experiencing power failures. A team from Excalibur has been dispatched to establish communications as well collect samples from the ship's neural gel packs on the chance there is a connection. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: standing in front of the medical lab's large screen, looking over the testing results :: Indaura Ryssan: :: in medical :: William Chocox: ::has been taking a small cat nap on the way to the Mary Seacole. Cptn Swain: ::on his way to the bridge, considering all of the ways that he disliked Dazim:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> ::In the shuttle heading for the Seacole. Perks up as they near the lifeless ship.:: Wow, no lights on anywhere. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ((Slaps Will with @ )) William Chocox: ((Danke.)) William Chocox: @Hm? None whatsoever? William Chocox: @ That's even worse than I thought it was. Maryse Dubois: ::In the medical lab as well, looking at a PADD.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> Not exterior. Don't show anything in the windows, either. They have life support, right? William Chocox: @ As far as I remember hearing. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> It seems we have our source. :: taps the screen :: All of the degenerated gel shows this same RNA mutation. Based on what little study I've been able to do in the allotted time, I would guess that the mutation allowed for the more efficient, longer-lasting neural processes. William Chocox: @::feels the shuttle touch down:: Well, guess we're here. Cptn Swain: ::Enters the bridge:: Report. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> The only production location that has any of this in their last control sample is from the Gamarn plant. Which is highly annoying, as this is where I source my own gel from. I'll have to re-do all my latest research. :: shakes head :: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> It still doesn't explain why it started thinking though, but I suppose that'll keep me busy for a while once I get my lab up and running again. William Chocox: @::steps out of the shuttle and sweeps his flashlight around:: Anybody home?! Indaura Ryssan: :: Goes to the medical lab :: Doctor, I can get away for a moment, do you need any help? Tandaris Admiran: How do we stop these side effects then? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> ::Follows Will with the rest of the disposable engineers.:: Maryse Dubois: Will we be able to track where all the gel from that factory went? Tandaris Admiran: Maybe some kind of retroviral agent? Maryse Dubois: We'll also need to flag it, make sure no one else installs it. Indaura Ryssan: Someone should :: hears a noise behind her :: Ah, here they are. :: the gel packs are making their way into the lab :: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: scowls at Tandaris :: I don't know how many times I have to say it, this isn't pathogenic. An anti-viral will be as useful as cutting your leg off just because your foot fell asleep. Tempting anyway though. William Chocox: @ Huh, wonder where they all are. Indaura Ryssan: We want to know where the gel went? Tandaris Admiran: So why are our ships malfunctioning? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: turns to Maryse :: I've already contacted the government, they're going to work on that now. Indaura Ryssan: :: A nurse is placing the packs neatly on the medical lab tables :: Maryse Dubois: ::Sighs at Dazim, then looking to Indaura.:: If you want to subject yourself to this, then you're welcome to. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Other than other shuttles, the bay was completely empty except for a single officer that approached the shuttle. William Chocox: @ Hello? ::points his flashlight in that direction, making sure not to blind whoever was coming over:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: Tandaris :: They're Starfleet. Inefficient bureaucracy, incompetence, general bad luck? I could name more. Maryse Dubois: ::Notices the packs that were brought in.:: I still think there is some sort of exposure, biological or not. Indaura Ryssan: Hopefully we can discover the full history. Tandaris Admiran: Right. Maybe it's memetic. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Seacole Lt.> Are you guys from the Tennessee Valley? They were supposed to send over some people to help get our warp drive restarted. William Chocox: @ No, we're here from the Excalibur. The Tennessee Valley is having some issues. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> In any case, we haven't had any incidents planetside of isolated systems experiencing power outages, and there was a lot more exposure to the gel down there than there has been up here. William Chocox: @ I'm Lieutenant William Chocox, and with me is Ensign Harker, and ::starts naming off the riff raff engineers:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Gets a scanner and places it over one of the gel packs :: Going to scan each one, catalog what we have. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Seacole Lt.> Issues? Like we're having issues? We've got life support, but not much else. Engineering is pulling their hair out. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> So, I think that pretty much does it for me. On behalf of the Tamarn Empire and the Alpha Veras II government, thank you for your assistance and yadda yadda yadda. Tandaris Admiran: ::Maryse:: Are we done with him? Maryse Dubois: If you're satisfied. William Chocox: @ I can't say without looking at both ships, but it seems to be so. We're here to save your engineers' hair. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Hrmph. :: looks to the security :: To the transporter room, armed goon. The sooner I get off of this tin can the better. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Seacole Lt.> Well, I can get you down to engineering, but it is going to be a climb. The lifts aren't working. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: taps footpaw impatiently while the security guards wait for confirmation from someone wearing a uniform :: Maryse Dubois: ::Looks at the screen a moment, then her PADD. She then inputs a certain lot number in, setting the PADD by Indaura.:: If you find a pack from this lot number, set it aside. I want to examine it if possible. Maryse Dubois: ::Looks to security and nods.:: William Chocox: @ I've always loved a good climb. What about you Ensign Harker? Indaura Ryssan: :: Goes to scan another gel pack :: Tandaris Admiran: ::Maryse:: Maybe our gel-paks are being affected my the information being sent from the surface. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: heads off with security, no doubt leaving room for joy and hope to return to the lab :: Maryse Dubois: It's quite possible. I'm still not 100% convinced this is just a simple freak accident. Hakran K'hal: :: gets a beep from one of his biologists working in the security lab that the pale grumpy one has departed, starts making his way back up to the medical lab :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> ::Groans.:: I guess. Cptn Swain: ::Drinking tea, waiting for any news:: Rhan K'hal: Captain, TR 1 is requesting clearance to transport Dazim back to the planet. William Chocox: @ Oh come on, it'll be fun! Get the blood flowing. Tandaris Admiran: Foul play? Cptn Swain: ::lifts a brow:: Oh? Hakran K'hal: :: pokes his head in the medical lab :: I hear it's safe again in here. You guys solve the mystery already? Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Corporate sabotage seems likely, or maybe something more sinister. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Seacole Lt.> ::Snickers and motions for them to follow. He heads for the JT hatch in the shuttle bay and opens it, crawling through to the first junction.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> You're idea of fun is very different from mine. Rhan K'hal: Aye, sir. Seeing as I haven't heard any reports from security of him getting loose, he's either there because Cdr Admiran and/or Dr. Dubois let him or evicted him. Indaura Ryssan: :: Moves to a third gel pack :: William Chocox: @ Did you join Starfleet for a cushy job sitting behind a console? Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles at Hakran.:: Well sort of. We at least know the batch and factory the bad ones came from. Cptn Swain: I can understand why they'd want to be rid of him. Hakran K'hal: I suppose that was enough for Mr. Grumpypants to take back to his government. Though with the issues with the Mary Seacole and Tennessee Valley, I imagine we're not packing up and going off to play holodeck shuffleboard yet. Cptn Swain: Thoroughly unpleasant creature that one. Rhan K'hal: Did he hiss at you, sir? Cptn Swain: Clear him for departure. Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: And since we don't know how this spread, you can be certain it might affect us. Rhan K'hal: :: clears the transport, notes the destination as a public transporter hub :: Cptn Swain: ACTION> Medical receives a call from the hanger deck for medical assistance. Apparently a loader has short circuited and there are several injuries. Indaura Ryssan: :: Scanning the fourth :: Hakran K'hal: :: Tandaris :: Just how much gel do we use on the ship, and I don't suppose there's a way to get by without it? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> Yes! I like coding. Coding doesn't involve climbing.... usually. You never can tell with Admiran as the Chief. ::He started the climb following the LT.:: Maryse Dubois: ::Gets the message from sickbay as a medical team is dispatched.:: Injuries in the hangar deck? Tandaris Admiran: Like most Starfleet ships, we're a hybrid. We could disable the bio-neural circuitry, but it would reduce our systems capacity Indaura Ryssan: Trouble down on the hanger deck. William Chocox: @ You willingly signed up to be on a ship with Tandaris Admiran and thought you'd get solely a cushy coding job? Hakran K'hal: #Dazim> :: heads to his lab, and little to his surprise, a certain manufacturing worker is waiting for him outside :: Yes, yes, nicely done. Though I certainly don't carry your payment on my pocket, you'll have to come in. :: keys into his lab :: Hakran K'hal: Maybe a good idea to prep that in case the lights start to flicker then, Commander? Maryse Dubois: ::Looks to Hakran and Tandaris.:: I have something I would like you to propose to the Captain. Call me paranoid, I guess, but you should consider asking him to prep a comm buoy. I was on the bridge when the other two ships sputtered and died. They had very little time to do anything. If the same happens to us, other ships may fall into the same "trap". Maryse Dubois: ::Nods to Indaura.:: Go. I'll be there shortly. Tandaris Admiran: Agreed Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> I didn't know who he was before I joined! ::Breathing a bit harder as they reached another deck.:: Otherwise... Hakran K'hal: :: nods :: Good idea, Doc. Cptn Swain: ::Rhan:: Have we heard anything from the TV or the Seacole teams? William Chocox: @ No idea whatsoever? I would've done some research before agreeing to come out here. William Chocox: @::keeps climbing:: Maryse Dubois: ::Medical team arrives in the hangar.:: Rhan K'hal: Not yet, Captain. Lieutenant Chocox just arrived a moment ago on the Mary S. Maryse Dubois: ::Grabs a kit.:: I'm going to check the hangar. Indaura Ryssan: :: Nods :: Hakran K'hal: :: Tandaris :: Would you like me to play messenger to the Captain so you can keep working, Commander? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Seacole Lt> ::Opens the last JT door for them and pushes open the hatch that leads into engineering.:: Indaura Ryssan: :: gets a kit and heads to the hanger deck :: Maryse Dubois: ::Also heading to the hangar.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> Yea, well, not much I can do about that now. ::Huffs and puffs.:: William Chocox: @::crawls out of the JT:: See? That wasn't so bad. Indaura Ryssan: :: Two are behind her to help. They enter the lift :: Hangar deck Tandaris Admiran: ::Hakran:: Let's go together Hakran K'hal: #Dazim> :: keys into a relatively obvious safe, extracts a substance that is certainly not legal on the planet but one that people seem to enjoy anyway :: Here you are. I may need your services again though, so don't get too far under for now, hmm? :: tosses the large packet to the jumpsuited man :: Indaura Ryssan: :: Enters the hangar deck :: Hakran K'hal: :: nods :: I suppose you can use a break, come to think of it. Between the hours and the adverse working conditions. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Ens. Harker> :::Collapses into a chair once they were inside engineering.:: I'm going to be sore tomorrow. William Chocox: @ I'm sure Doctor Dubois would be able to take care of that. Tandaris Admiran: Yes, I'd thought I'd met the most ornery Khal. :: heads for the TL:: Hakran K'hal: #Dazim> :: doesn't even have to shoo the man away, seals the door behind him :: Maryse Dubois: ::Arrives in the hangar, her team already taking care of patients. She checks on everyone first before walking over to the failed equipment.:: Hakran K'hal: :: follows, chuckles :: Rhan seems positively agreeable compared to that ghost, eh? Though as far as stubbornness goes, Mreh is still the king of that. Short of our mother, anyway. Maryse Dubois: ::Takes a crewman aside.:: What exactly happened? William Chocox: @ So, who's the person I have been sent to lend a hand to? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ ACTION> Mary Seacole engineering was complete chaos. Every available engineer was on duty, trying to figure out what was going on. Emergency lights were active, but that was the only illumination. The warp core was offline. Cptn Swain: Deckhand> We were trying to move too much stuff with these new loaders and just got it over loaded. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Seacole Lt.> ::Waves a hand.:: Chief Swanson is in there somewhere. She'd be the one you'd need to see. Tandaris Admiran: I wasn't going to rank you.... Maryse Dubois: What were you moving? William Chocox: @ Thank you. ::starts looking for the most harried looking engineer there:: Hakran K'hal: #Dazim> :: waves a paw on an otherwise blank portion of wall and waits as a secure door appears and opens in front of him :: Damned Starfleet. :: looks over at a section of wall where there's a missing crate of gelpacks :: Had to waste some of the good stuff. Cptn Swain: Deckhand> ::points to a bunch of heavy equipment now laying strewn across the deck:: Cptn Swain: (( Two minute warning ))) Hakran K'hal: So what exactly do we recommend the emergency comm buoy say? "redrum" might be a bit melodramatic. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Chief Swanson> ::Looking harried, indeed, though she didn't have any hair to pull out. She was bald.:: Indaura Ryssan: :: Goes over to the injured :: William Chocox: @ Chief Swanson? I'm Lieutenant William Chocox from the Excalibur and I am here to help. Maryse Dubois: I see. Well, please be careful next time. ::Walks over to the loader a moment, then back to the medical team.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Chief Swanson> What? ::She straightened and turned to squint at William and his team.:: A LT from Excalibur. Well, I guess we're saved. Indaura Ryssan: :: scans :: Tandaris Admiran: A precis of what we've found out would help Cptn Swain: ...and... Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  8. SD 1119.2017 As the Excalibur continues to investigate the power grid failure, having narrowed down on the neural gel packs as the likely culprits -- though a number of questions remain, the Tennessee Valley and the Mary Seacole, which have been leading relief efforts on the planet have begun experiencing power failures. A team from Excalibur has been dispatched to establish communications as well collect samples from the ship's neural gel packs on the chance there is a connection.
  9. MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur crew continues to investigate the cause of a planetary power grid failure and believe it could be tied to the bio-neural circuitry achieving some base level of sentience/conscience that should not have developed. Meanwhile, both the USS Mary Seacole and the USS Tennessee Valley are themselves experiencing technical difficulties, though we have yet to confirm the cause and if they are related to the issues on the planet. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: frowning over the data :: Cptn Swain: ::In the science lab, glancing towards Dazim:: Tandaris Admiran: ::frowning over Dazim:: William Chocox: ::sends Tandaris more data from his project for Dazim:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> More power fluctuations from the Tennessee Valley and several of their systems go offline. Indaura Ryssan: :: In sickbay :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> ::In sickbay. She opened a recently delivered crate and pulls out a gel pack, showing it to Indaura.:: Look, Doctor Ryssan. Did we order these? Rhan K'hal: Commander, both ships are flickering like candles in a stiff breeze now. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She frowned.:: What? The Tennessee Valley, too? What in the blazes is going on over there? Are their communications up? Cptn Swain: So do we have a working theory on how this happened? Rhan K'hal: Let me give them a whistle. *hails the TV* Maryse Dubois: ::Still on the bridge for the moment, worried about what is going on.:: Do they at least have emergency power for life support? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks away :: Not at the moment. Cptn Swain: Well someone needs to think of something. That should be our priority. Rhan K'hal: The Seacole does, checking the Tenn-Val now. Tandaris Admiran: ::looking over Chocox's new data:: Oh. Maryse Dubois: ::Sighs in relief.:: I'll be heading back down to the labs. Looks like we may have to change strategies. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks up at Tandaris :: "Oh" what? Cptn Swain: ::Looks over, running a hand through his hair:: Maryse Dubois: ::Enters the TL.:: +Sickbay+ Dubois to sickbay. Prepare for potential patients. We may have to take on evacuees. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> ::Turns the gel pack over in her hands.:: This one looks a bit strange. Like... it's used or something. Burnt, maybe? Tandaris Admiran: So the latest forensic analyses are back, and I think I know why the grid failed. Maryse Dubois: ::Sighs as she exits the TL, eventually re-entering the medical lab.:: Tandaris Admiran: The neural gel-packs were starting to think. But we already found the signs of Irumodic syndrome. Tandaris Admiran: They were ailing, and when your brain has a degenerative disease, the neurons start misfiring. Maryse Dubois: :;Doesn't have time for greetings.:: We may need to find at least a temporary fix soon. ::Looking to Tandy and Swain.:: Both the Mary Seacole and Tennessee Valley have lost power. Tandaris Admiran: In this case, the gel-paks controlling the power grid's load-balancing failed during a power surge. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: I wonder if something is catching. Like that syndrome of the doctor's. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Swain+ Hawthorne to Swain. Maryse Dubois: And if we aren't careful, I fear we may be next. Rhan K'hal: ::mutters:: I think I'll leave the biology to the ones with the degrees. Cptn Swain: +Hawthrone+ Go ahead commander. ::Steps aside to let the conversation continue:: Indaura Ryssan: +Dubois+ Understood doctor. William Chocox: +Tandaris+ What's the next project you have for me sir? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> We've already determined this isn't pathogenic, Doctor. Are you suggesting that not only did the gel start to think but that it became telepathic and can cause brain defects to begin Irumodic syndrome in completely unaffected, sealed gel? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Am I suddenly going to become friendly and bake cookies too? Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ Standby. William Chocox: +Tandaris+ It's not like I have a chair at my console. Maryse Dubois: I'm not sure. I just know that 2 ships are out there without power. Tandaris Admiran: There must be a transmission vector. Tandaris Admiran: If not for the Irumodic syndrome itself, then for the sentience. Maryse Dubois: But I do know that all 3 ships were using shuttle to ferry cargo. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Swain+ Captain, we have a bit of a situation. Both the Mary Seacole and the Tennessee Valley are now experiencing power issues. Cptn Swain: +Miranda+ Troubling. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> ::Begins unpacking the crate to see if there was anything in it besides second hand gel packs.:: Cptn Swain: +Miranda+ Let them know we're standing by to assist them, continue to monitor the situation. Keep me informed, as well. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Swain+ We would, sir, but they've lost communications. Both have life support, but little else. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> The planet is full of competing labs and production companies, but the power network and the control grid are universal. Something could have been introduced at any number of areas. Cptn Swain: +Miranda+ ::Exhales audibly:: Get a team on standby. I guess if we have to ferry messages over the old fashioned way, we can. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: waves a paw :: As for the other ships, I'm not convinced there could be a non-contact method of transferring the unusual gel qualities. There's nothing intrinsically susceptible in standard gel that some stray electromagnetic field is going to suddenly turn it into a gooey Daystrom. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She looked to Rhan.:: You heard him. Rhan K'hal: Aye, Commander. Rhan K'hal: :: gets to work on that :: Cptn Swain: ::Turns on heel:: I am sending a communications team over to the Tennessee Valley and the Seacole. Tandaris send one of your people along to test the gel-packs on their ships. Indaura Ryssan: :: Going over the gel packs, but waiting for any incoming :: Tandaris Admiran: ::Swain:: You got it. Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ OK, I have a task for you. William Chocox: +Tandaris+ Ready. Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ You're to go to the Tennessee Valley and the Mary Seacole and test their gel-paks. Use biohazard protocols. William Chocox: +Tandaris+ Biohazard protocols? What's the hypothesis? Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ The gel-paks may or may not be communicating a degenerative disease and/or some mechanism of spreading the sentient-like behaviour we've observed. Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ Don't worry about it. Rhan K'hal: :: gets that settled, has a team sent down to await engineers :: William Chocox: +Tandaris+ Has that line ever worked to make sure someone doesn't worry? William Chocox: ::starts getting ready to leave:: Cptn Swain: You said there are different manufactures of the gel-packs, Dazim? Rhan K'hal: :: also manages to track down that mislabeled crate... and has a good dressing down started for the idiot that didn't question why a special delivery shuttle with a bunch of biohazard-marked samples would also have 1 box of medical supplies :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> ::Looks up at Indaura, gel pack flopping in her hand.:: Looks weird, right? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Yes. The Tamarn aren't as overtly capitalist as the Ferengi, but the appreciate the innovation potential of competition. Since Alpha Veras II has ample ingredients, many different concerns have settled in here. Rhan K'hal: +Sickbay+ K'hal to sickbay. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> Maybe they're upgraded? Should we plug one into the equipment and see how it does? Indaura Ryssan: +K'hal+ Sickbay here Maryse Dubois: ::Listening to Dazim.:: Indaura Ryssan: :: to the nurse :: They should not be like this. We should put it under the biobed scanner. Cptn Swain: Right. Have we cross checked the samples to see if there's a correlation? Perhaps a bad batch? Rhan K'hal: +Indaura+ Log shows you received a crate of medical supplies within the last 2 hours. It should actually have samples of the gelpacks from the planet in it. Those need to go to the medical lab. Indaura Ryssan: +K'hal+ We are examining them now. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> We're just getting started on that, but we have a lot of samples to work on. We need more minions. :: rolls eyes, sneers :: Sorry, "helpers." Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> ::Looks down at the gel pack in her hand, about to plug it into the biobed, but pauses at Rhan's comm.:: Cptn Swain: ::Levels a cold glance:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: un-phased :: Cptn Swain: This is a top priority. If the problems on the Seacole and the TV are related, then we could be next. Cptn Swain: Tandaris, pull whoever you need from wherever. If they're not doing mission critical and can work the equipment, do it. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Well then, stop bothering us and let us get back to work. Cursed administrators, always thinking they're doing something useful by strutting around giving orders like "make sure the sky is still blue." Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Or green. Depends on the planet, naturally. Tandaris Admiran: Understood. Cptn Swain: Mister Dazim. Maryse Dubois: ::Facepalms.:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Don't waste your breath, /captain./ I'm not Starfleet personnel and I'm the Alpha Veras II representative. If I want to call you monkey I'll do it. The worst you can do is ask me to leave. Cptn Swain: I suggest you spend more time working and less time being an obnoxious twit. Cptn Swain: Just a friendly suggestion. I always find that helpful when I am doing research. Cptn Swain: ::Smiles:: Keep me informed Commander, Doctor. I'll be on the bridge. Indaura Ryssan: :: Scans the gel pack :: Hmm Hakran K'hal: Dazim> True, but again, stop bothering me so I can. Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Yes Sir. Cptn Swain: ::Pretends he doesn't hear the Cait and continues walking:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks to Tandaris :: Have you got some people coming or are you still counting your spots? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Nurse> ::Puts the gel pack back into the crate with the others and closes it up. Tags it for delivery and sends a message to have it picked up and sent to the lab.:: William Chocox: ::heads to the shuttle bay:: +Tandaris+ Who am I going with? Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ There should be a communications team prepped and waiting for you. Tandaris Admiran: ::Dazim:: I'm ready when you are. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks over at Maryse :: Don't think I didn't notice that one other Cait was wearing blue. You have some /other/ science personnel on this ship, I'd hope. Why don't you invite some of them over to the party too. I'd ask for yours too but I imagine you're up to your armpits in original recipe, extra-crispy. Cptn Swain: ACTION> A shuttle is waiting with a communication team loading up. William Chocox: +Tandaris+ Thank you sir. ::walks into the shuttle bay and goes over to the shuttle bay:: I believe you guys are my ride? Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::Having gotten the bat signal, arrives in the science lab:: Rhan K'hal: Wilson> Yes sir, we're the carrier pigeons. Maryse Dubois: ::Sends a request to Hakran for some science personnel.:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> We might as well leave the bad gel for now, since we're more interested in source contamination. We have samples from... ::checks the padd:: 34 production facilities, with samples from each going back six months. Plus samples from 10 state labs and 48 private research firms. Hakran K'hal: +Maryse+ :: via text :: "I thought you'd never ask, I've had the biology group on standby. I'll send them down, and they can also distribute some of the load to the science labs." Cptn Swain: (( couple minute warning )) Tandaris Admiran: Let's start with the facilities that start with "F" William Chocox: Thank you for the lift. I assume we're headed out post haste? Rhan K'hal: Wilson> Those are the orders, sir. :: makes the "after you" gesture toward the shuttle door :: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> "F?" Maryse Dubois: ::Replies in text:: +Hakran+ Thanks, your..."cousin" is really getting pushy. Tandaris Admiran: I like "F" Maryse Dubois: ::smirks.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens. Harker> ::Runs for the shuttle, engineering kit over his shoulder. He joined Will.:: Hey, what's going on? I'm not scheduled to be on until next shift, but they told me to get down here for an away mission. William Chocox: Thank you. ::hauls his equipment through the door before poking his head back out the door:: Anything I can help you guys bring in? Oh, you're with me. We'll talk in the shuttle. Cptn Swain: ...and.. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Fine, F it is. :: opens the container listed on the padd :: Ah, here we go. F'qai'ia'pulon. Basically means Noble Flying Death, a particularly common symbol on the planet. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> It is my pleasure to hand you some Noble Flying Death. :: hands the pack to Tandaris :: Tandaris Admiran: Thank you. ::gets to analyzing:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: rolls eyes, starts sensibly with the first numerical entry :: Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  10. SD 1112.2017 The Excalibur crew continues to investigate the cause of a planetary power grid failure and believe it could be tied to the bio-neural circuitry achieving some base level of sentience/conscience that should not have developed. Meanwhile, both the USS Mary Seacole and the USS Tennessee Valley are themselves experiencing technical difficulties, though we have yet to confirm the cause and if they are related to the issues on the planet.
  11. MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur continues to investigate the cause of the catastrophic failure of the power systems on the planet, and believe it could be tied to the neural gel packs exhibiting some, well, unusual properties. They are being assisted by a Caitian scientist who appears to be related to our own brood, but has a darker past. Meanwhile, the medical ship USS Mary Seacole appears to be exhibiting power failures and we have lost communications with them. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson: ::still at helm, hailing Seacole every way he can think of, even through low frequency systems:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: tapping his foot-paw impatiently in the medical lab :: Rhan K'hal: :: initiates a full scan of the Mary S :: William Chocox: ::is in Engineering:: Hunter Matheson: ::and he has this weird idea that he can hack into their com badge system, but decides that it's all connected and it might make things worse:: Cptn Swain: ::Making his way to the bridge:: Hakran K'hal: :: to Tandaris and Maryse :: For now I'll leave you with your mystery and our pain in the tail. If you need any of my facilities, help yourself. Tandaris Admiran: Thank... you? Maryse Dubois: We may use them to get away for a while. :;Smirks.:: Hakran K'hal: :: chuckles :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Any updates on the Mary Seacole? I see they still have life support. Any other active systems? Cptn Swain: ::Exits the TL for the bridge:: Maryse Dubois: Sure you don't want to stay? Tandaris Admiran: ::Maryse:: Do you think we should take this to the captain yet, or do we need more information? Hunter Matheson: ::turns to Tork, but he doesn't have any ideas either:: Rhan K'hal: Doesn't seem to be an actual problem with their power /generation/, their warp core and fusion reactors are on, just not sending out much power since it doesn't look like it has anywhere to go. Other ship systems are fluctuating between online and off Cptn Swain: ::A bit breezy as he is unaware of the situation on the Seacole:: Status? Rhan K'hal: Ah, there they've started a shutdown on the warp core, looks like. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Hail the Tennessee and see if they received any communications from them. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She sighed and looked at Swain as he approached.:: The Mary Seacole is having difficulties. Their systems are fluctuating and they've lost communications. Cptn Swain: ::Lifts a brow, sobering a bit:: Maryse Dubois: It certainly wouldn't hurt to fill him in. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: finally exasperated, pops his head through the doors into the corridor, looking sour(er) :: What in the name of Scientific Progress are you two doing out here? Where are my new samples, or did your minions stop for lunch before delivering them? Rhan K'hal: :: takes the hail on the Tenn V. while Hunter continues to feel out the Mary S. :; Tandaris Admiran: ::looks from Dazim to Maryse:: Um, Rock, Paper, Scissors? Maryse Dubois: ::Doing her best not to facepalm.:: We haven't heard about the samples yet. I'm sure they are on the way. Hunter Matheson: ::workworkwork::: Cptn Swain: Was the Seacole showing any signs of distress before we lost communications? Hunter Matheson: Uh.... ::works the console one more time::: Hunter Matheson: ::muttering:: This is weird.. Rhan K'hal: :: it's a short conversation :: They received the same comm we did. They're trying to increase their own system to cover the Mary S. so they can at least use comm badges. Hunter Matheson: ::checks the frequency again::: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: harrumphs, disappears back into the lab :: Hunter Matheson: ::slight snort:: Nah... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Sensors noted momentary power fluctuations, but that is all. Hunter Matheson: Uh.... actually... yes. Hunter Matheson: :::turns to Hawthorne::: Ma'am? Rhan K'hal: :: swivels to face Hunter :: Cptn Swain: ::Frowns:: Interesting. William Chocox: ::looks over more of the planet side data:: Hunter Matheson: ::looks back, tweaking the console::: Cptn Swain: Something to share with the class, Mister Matheson? Tandaris Admiran: One of us should inform Swain. The other should keep an eye on Blondie. Hunter Matheson: ::pinning down the frequency:: Yes, ma'am... Hunter Matheson: Someone on Mary Secole is broadcasting at 247 Hz. I have the com set to all frequencies and it picked it up. Hunter Matheson: Not... quite... understandable, though. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She frowned.:: What do you mean, Matheson? Rhan K'hal: Not at that low frequency, it'd take 15 minutes just to get one byte transmitted. Hunter Matheson: Yes, sir. Doesn't make sense. Hunter Matheson: Wait... wait wait... here's another one... Hunter Matheson: ::searches some more::: This one is at what? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: punches a few buttons on the console :: Hunter Matheson: 634 kHz? Little higher, but not much. Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Well...who should do what? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> +Engineering Lab+ Medical lab to lieutenant Chow Sox or whatever your name was. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Message from the Tennessee says that they also lost communications with the Mary Seacole, but are sending a team over to investigate. A shuttle departs the Tennessee and docks with the Seacole. Cptn Swain: ::Brow lifted he made his way over to a mission ops console along the railing:: What would they even be using to send something out on that low of a frequency. Tandaris Admiran: Rock, Paper, Scissors Hunter Matheson: ::figures he should have listened more in Com 101::: Maryse Dubois: How about a free pass from a non-critical medical exam? William Chocox: +Dazim+ It’s Lieutenant Chocox to you. Rhan K'hal: Looks like the Tennessee Valley is going to take point, they've dispatched a shuttle over. They would have the expertise. Hunter Matheson: Something really, really old, sir. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> +Chocox+ Close enough. Have you run a bariatric assessment of the degenerated neurons yet? Hunter Matheson: Like... ::thinks:: a vintage emergency radio? William Chocox: +Dazim+ Was that requested? Tandaris Admiran: You win. Which job do you want? Cptn Swain: The Seacole is an Olympic-class starship. Not exactly an old tanker. If the Tennessee has launched a search party, we should let them take the lead, but keep an eye on the situation. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> +Chocox+ No, it wasn't *requested* but I'd assume you'd more initiative than a drunken Nausican. So consider it requested, unless you'd like me to come down and join you to help? Hunter Matheson: Yes, sir. ::;goes back to work::: Maryse Dubois: I'll go see the Captain. You, keep him out of trouble. Maryse Dubois: :;Starts heading for the lift.:: Feel free to sedate him if you think it will help. Tandaris Admiran: I was afraid you would say that. All right William Chocox: +Dazim+ I’ll get right on it. Your call is important to us. ::cuts the comms:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: grunts at the reply :: He might actually have some potential. Hunter Matheson: ::shakes his head as he tries to make sense of the signal, but it's not working::: Cptn Swain: ::Glances to Miranda:: Anything new to report from Engineering's investigation? Tandaris Admiran: ::re-enters the lab:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: turns back to the medical equipment and sets up a couple of new slides for examination in the DNA re-sequencer :: William Chocox: ::gets working on Dazim’s request:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She sighed again.:: Honestly, I'm afraid to ask. We have a visitor in the medical lab that's analyzing the bio-gel to determine why it failed. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: He's a bit of an upstart, from what I've heard. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: flicks an ear over :: Your assistant has some snark, he might not be totally incompetent either. I tol... asked him to start a bariatric assessment on the degenerated neurons. Maryse Dubois: ::Enters the bridge at the tail end of Miranda's sentence.:: And then some... Cptn Swain: Perhaps I'll check in myself. Cptn Swain: ::Pushes back from the mission ops console:: Let me know if the situation with Seacole changes. Rhan K'hal: He might respond well to a scientific intellectual. Cptn Swain: ::Smirks, despite himself:: Maryse Dubois: ::Holding the PADD with the report in her hand.:: Oh? Something is wrong with the Seacole? Rhan K'hal: Cargo Toting Grunts> :: distribute a selection of crap gel, and control gel samples from various production facilities in both the engineering and medical labs :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Shuttle departs the Mary Seacole and starts back for the Tennessee. The Tennessee hails them to inform them that the Seacole will be taking their warp core offline to reboot their systems. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> It's about damned time. Cptn Swain: ::Exits the bridge and heads for the medical labs:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She glanced to Maryse.:: Yes, they're having power difficulties. How goes it in the lab? Maryse Dubois: Well we determined the gelpacks are sick. ::Hands her the PADD.:: They had Irumodic Syndrome. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks around :: I suppose I'm going to have to prep the samples myself. You'd think on a starship full of people there would be some lab assistants. Maryse Dubois: It seems they began thinking collectively, which then lead to the syndrome. Tandaris Admiran: You scared them all away Rhan K'hal: :: surprised ears... not to mention eyes and mouth :: Tandaris Admiran: But I'll assist you Hakran K'hal: Dazim> I suppose you're better than nothing. Maryse Dubois: The problem is, we don't know why they began thinking. Cptn Swain: ::Exis the lift heading towards the med lab:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She blinked as she looked at the padd.:: They began thinking? Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Yeah. We're not sure if it was a design flaw, or mutation, or someone's tampering. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: And this caused them to what... burn out? Shut down? Cptn Swain: ::Passes by security with a nod and enters the medical lab:: Tandaris Admiran: What can I do? :: Thinking about flies and honey:: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks over, hopeful for someone that isn't a grease monkey, huffs out an exasperated breath though :: Great, more useless people. Maryse Dubois: Irumodic Syndrome is a degenerative disorder that attacks neurological pathways. So yeah it turned them to go. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: looks back at Tandaris, ignoring Swain :: For now we need to get the samples out of the containers, labeled and on slides so we can start testing them. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> The shuttle returns to the Tennessee and docks without any issues. The Mary Seacole's warp drive goes offline, but doesn't immediately come back on. Cptn Swain: Testing them for what? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> We need to try to match the sample from the "ground zero" to a manufacturer before we worry about its integrity. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: ignores Swain's question, figures the spotted one can do that since he's the one in the uniform :: Tandaris Admiran: Neurological decay, Captain Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: So, their neuro-pathways were fried, which shuts them down. Interesting... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: And has our guest come up with a way to keep immunize the other gel packs? Cptn Swain: Interesting. Cptn Swain: Theories on why they'd be decaying? Hunter Matheson: Hm.... ::muttering while he works:: Tandaris Admiran: Well, I'd be interested in knowing why they were thinking Indaura Ryssan: :: Working in sickbay :: Maryse Dubois: ::Shakes her head.:: There is no cure for Irumodic Syndrome, so the only thing we can do is find out why their behavior changed and try to correct it, or replace everything with new packs from a fresh source. William Chocox: +Tandaris+ Do you want the data I’ve got from this assessment? Hunter Matheson: ::he resets the all-frequency standard::: Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ Yes, please Hunter Matheson: ::and drums his fingers on the console as it scans for anything from MS::: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Gel is a useful information highway, not a brain. The structure isn't capable, at this time, of supporting that kind of self-organized activity. Now don't you have reports to write, admirals' asses to kiss? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: does NOT like having his flow interrupted, especially by Starfleet command types :: Cptn Swain: Excuse me? William Chocox: +Tandaris+ Sending it as I get it. Hunter Matheson: ::and he finally sits back, shaking his head, then looks to Tork:: It's gone. Tandaris Admiran: Captain, this is Dazim ... K'hal. Our expert. Who is wrong. Hunter Matheson: Tork> Yeah? Hunter Matheson: ::he shrugs:: Just... gone. Poof. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: vibrates in umbrage, rolls his R so much it practically zooms through the lab making squealing rubber sounds :: Wrong? Maryse Dubois: ::Watching the viewscreen, noticing the Seacole.:: Commander, shouldn't their lights be coming back on? Hunter Matheson: Tork> Maybe it was a kid playing? Hunter Matheson: ::he takes a deep breath into a sigh::: Doubt that the MC has kids aboard. Cptn Swain: Wrong about? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Yes. ::Frowning at the screen.:: They were just restarting their systems. Rhan K'hal: They could be doing a very cautious restart of the warp core, Doc. Not all engineers like to light the flare and toss it into the firework wagon like ours. Maryse Dubois: What happened to them? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> The Mary Seacole is now dead in the water. William Chocox: ::feels a disturbance in the force, as if thousands of engineers cried out “Not all engineers” at once:: Tandaris Admiran: The gel-paks had formed an ad-hoc neural network that was thinking on a distributed level Tandaris Admiran: And this may have caused the grid failure Cptn Swain: ::Lifts a brow:: An ad-hoc-neural network? Rhan K'hal: Although... :: looks over the scans :: Generally they keep some power running during the process. They're kaput. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> The Tennessee experiences a brief power fluctuation, but it was only momentary and surely a fluke, right? Maryse Dubois: They still have their fusion reactors right? ::Trying to be all engineering like.:: William Chocox: ((Never trust an action statement like that.)) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Yes, but I'm not seeing anything. Matheson, are you getting anything at all from the Seacole? Rhan K'hal: They were on before the... oh hell's bells, the T. Valley just flickered. Hunter Matheson: No, ma'am. The signal just went away. Hunter Matheson: ::swivels:: I've tried everything. Tandaris Admiran: It's easier just to show you. :: brings up Chocox's data analysis showing the neural activity:: Hunter Matheson: The last signal was a repeated beep of 3 - which is the standard rescue alert. Hunter Matheson: But it just went poof. Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: groans :: While you're wasting time going over everything that we did 3 hours ago, I'll be over here trying to PROGRESS. Maryse Dubois: Commander...::Has a very uneasy feeling.:: We just had some bad gel packs sent to us for testing. If whatever this is...::Waving her hand at the viewscreen.:: is spreading... Hunter Matheson: ::gives the doc an *oh @#%!* look::: Rhan K'hal: The gelpacks are supposed to be a closed system, how does walking gel down a corridor compromise anything? Hunter Matheson: ::sighs, looking at Tork:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Where are those gel packs now? ::Looking at Maryse with a bit of concern.:: Cptn Swain: ::Glances towards Dazim, before looking over the information Tandaris was showing him:: Cptn Swain: I see. Maryse Dubois: In our lab, I'm hoping. Rhan K'hal: :: checks console :: Yes, all the samples that came aboard were split between the engineering and medical labs. Rhan K'hal: But it's not like they cut them open and squeezed some out like MRE pudding, they were crated on the planet, they wouldn't be opened until they're in the labs. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: K'hal, have the crates checked. I want them all accounted for. Cptn Swain: That's certainly unusual. Hunter Matheson: ::shudders at the MRE reference::: Cptn Swain: :Dazim:: So what progress are you trying to work on? Cptn Swain: (( 3 minute warning )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> The Tennessee has another power fluctuation, much like what happened to the Mary Seacole. Indaura Ryssan: :: Working and working. :: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> :: low grumble just short of a growl :: When I'm not being bothered... :: shoves a sample into a machine and pokes at the buttons like they're ants :: I am trying to determine, in between origin verification, to see if any gel shows signs of augmented neural connections. Standard gel could not start thinking any more than he :: points to Tandaris :: could drag his spots around and do graphic design on his butt. Rhan K'hal: I'll have them do a triple check, Commander, but I already had the transfer holographically recorded and all contents verified twice. Cptn Swain: I am aware of the limitations on gel-packs. What sort of augmentations are you looking for? Indaura Ryssan: :: was not sure if she should be working on people or those gel-things :: Hakran K'hal: Dazim> It's all about electron flow, so I'm looking for any signs of enhanced conductivity in the neural connections. Rhan K'hal: :: has that sad kitten look for having his thoroughness questioned :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Triple check caused an officer to physically track down the crates rather than rely on the computers. One of the crates had been tagged improperly and were medical supplies that had been delivered to the lab by mistake. One crate of the gel packs was missing. Cptn Swain: Interesting. Cptn Swain: Are you thinking its self-replicating? Hakran K'hal: Dazim> Unless a high amount of compromised gel was introduced, and they're too good down there to have that kind of mishap, it would likely have to be. :: thoughtful :: Cptn Swain: ..and... Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  12. SD 1105.2017 The Excalibur continues to investigate the cause of the catastrophic failure of the power systems on the planet, and believe it could be tied to the neural gel packs exhibiting some, well, unusual properties. They are being assisted by a Caitian scientist who appears to be related to our own brood, but has a darker past. Meanwhile, the medical ship USS Mary Seacole appears to be exhibiting power failures and we have lost communications with them.
  13. SD 1029.2017 Excalibur is assisting two other Federation vessels aiding the recovery of Alpha Veras II, which has suffered a catastrophic failure of its power network. Engineering has been tasked with investigating the original failure of the power grid and is playing host to a rogue Catiain named Dazim, who we’ve discovered is the black sheep... er cat... of the Khal family. (Though they’ve recently pawned him off on Medical in the lab.) In main sickbay, our medical team is still helping with triage overflow from the planet.
  14. SD 1022.2017 Picking up from where we left off, we have a guest aboard who is a bit of cranky cat, literally. He will be helping us track down the source of the power grids failure, in theory.
  15. SD 1015.2017 Engineering has returned with their guest in tow to continue working on discovering a cause to the power grid failure. Elsewhere Hunter has, yet again, found himself in need of decontamination.