T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[Maerdwyn]

On the bridge, Tomas gets a sensors report in - It seems clear that the SDB has deviated from its course towards the Keruuchan. It could now be heading for the Dvonn, but it would take some time to be sure.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7/Trav 1: Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

Trelene, still in terrible pain, nonetheless follows the other two out of the hangar, through the main cargo hold, where she sees an Aslan climbing up an an area of shelving towards some tied-down cargo, out agin through another bay with many low berths, and finally to a sign that points her towards Engineering. Along the way, she begins to notice the fine white dust which covers just about everything on this ship, save for the places recent footprints have dashed it away.

When she arrives in Engineering, she sees Ruzz'koff and Vyrkris climbing down off two link Maneuver dirves, the ship's power plant, an apparently physically damaged life support unit, and a dead body in a vac suit lying before it.

Trelene moves over to Ruzz'koff and Vyrkris.

"What is our engine status? How can I help?"

She waits for a reply before attempting to render any aid.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Vyrkris answers quickly, "Trelene - Thank goodness you're..." She stops a little suddenly, as she had been about to say "Thank good ness you're okay!" but thinking better of it seeing Trelene's condition. Instead she concentrates on business.

"We, well, Ruzz'koff, got the power regulator up and running, so we should have the maneuver drives now. Ruzz'koff was going to head up to the bridge - I was going to take a look at the life support; I could use some help: I'm going off memories from my text-mod two terms ago here. Never actually repaired a unit like this before," she finishes with a trace of worry.


ooc: Wilphe

Spoiler

- Feel free to have Ruzz'koff do something else, of course - hadn't realized you'de been back to the site.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7/Trav 1: Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

Vyrkris answers quickly, "Trelene - Thank goodness you're..." She stops a little suddenly, as she had been about to say "Thank good ness you're okay!" but thinking better of it seeing Trelene's condition. Instead she concentrates on business.

"We, well, Ruzz'koff, got the power regulator up and running, so we should have the maneuver drives now. Ruzz'koff was going to head up to the bridge - I was going to take a look at the life support; I could use some help: I'm going off memories from my text-mod two terms ago here. Never actually repaired a unit like this before," she finishes with a trace of worry.

Trelene nods quickly and then moves to the apparently physically damaged life support unit and begins to check it out. She tries to first determine what is needed then she will check on tools available that might be needed.

"I understand! Vyrkris is it? I would glad to help in what ever way I can."

 

[doghead]

Saanath Merchant 6

Saanath will take Julia to the lowberth hold and will sort it out when he gets there. He thinks that he remembers some of the berths had been deactivated by the dead (medic?) there. If not, he'll check the larger berths.

If there are no available berths, then Julia is just going to have to make do with a canvas sheet for the moment. Or a cabin with the temperature setting very low.

 

[Tonguez]

(ooc whats a n SDB?)
IC

noting the deviation in course Tomas is quick to report it on to Quinn

"its gonna take a while but it seems to be on its way..." he looks over at the other man who as the most experienced combatant seems to have acquired the tactical role...

 

[Maerdwyn]

ooc: SDB= "System Defense Boat" This is the Junkyard Dog, the SDB that the base sent out with an escort offer, asking you to wait before approaching Dvonn, but then moving in to escort the Keruuchan when you continued on.

ooc2: Trelene vaguely remembers getting garbled communication from the SDB soon before blacking out.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Trelene regards the burst outflow conduit for a few seconds, and then the square piece of sheet metal imbedded in the life support unit, and then the unfortunate man sprawled on the floor at her feet. The metal hadn't come directly from the conduit, but it had certainly bee propeled into the machine by the explosion that had ruined the conduit. A patch, maybe? she wonders, regarding as well the thin stream of white powder slowly adding to the large mound of white powder under the ladder below the hole. Dust in the conduit must have exploded when he began welding on the metal, she thinks. Best to avoid open flames around this stuff.

She looks more closely at the unit itself, and is confused somewhat by what she notes. The computer within is still functioning, and according to it, the entire unit is functioning - the important parts of it, anyway. The water intakes from the waste system and power plant are working, and based on the hydrogen output to the fuel tanks, the elctrolysis reactor is still functioning (at over 90% of peak) as well - the unit should be producing oxygen. Even if it's just leaking out into engineering (and a quick look at her vac suit's environmental meters tells her it's not), if one separates hydrogen from water, the result is free oxygen. The hydrogen is here - where, then, is the oxygen?

She takes up a pair of pliers from the floor, brushes away the dust, and begins working at the sheet of offending metal in the unit. It takes some work, but she eventually extracts it. the metal is a little scorched along one edge, but the most striking things is that the corner than had been embedded most deeply into the machine is covered in a viscous bluish-green slime, that most assuredly does not belong on the inside of a life support unit. Not this model anyway. Of that, she is sure.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Ktarle is grateful to at last be in a well equiped medical facility. Zaedhrarrg lies in the open and fully reclined autodoc in Medbay. It is still quite basic, nothing like she would have access to in a hospital, but it will do much better than the hastily cleared off floor of a life boat, where last operated on Zaedhrarrg. She is concerned about the lack of oxygen in medbay, but is able to hook an oxygen tank up to the tranfusion kit. Zaedhrarrg's lungs will get no oxygen, but his blood will, and that is the important thing. She expertly attaches monitors to the vargr's head, and carefully inserts a long, insulated copper probe into the back of his head, at the base of the brain. she moves over to the autodoc, and programs it to deliver the precise pulses of electricity that she hopes will stimulate brain activity. The eyes open, but she feels sure that at this point, it was purely a mechanical response to the elctricity. At one point, she gets a good, steady reading fro her intruments, telling her there is sustained, low level brain activity within Zaedhrarrg's skull, but when she cuts power to the probe as a test, the readings sour considerably, and she puts him back on. She begins to repair some of the internal injuries Zaed received after she last treated him, and several minutes later, she tries to cut the power again. This time, the EEG readings remain strong. No, not strong, she corrects herself, Present. She monitors him for a few more minutes, then, satisfied, closes the autodoc over him. He's stable now. In a coma, perhaps, but alive.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Saanath gets down to the hold with Julia's sled. As he remembered, the larger berths were deactivated by the woman on the floor here, and it takes him a few seconds to peice together what had happened. The large berths had spaces for four packs each ("packs" being the gel packs that contain the oxygen, preservatives and other nutrients that preserve a body's cell structure, even in deep freeze. When thes run out, the occupant becomes effectively a large block of ice, and the probablility of surviving the process drops drasticly.) Saanath reads the occupant information on the large berths, and realizes now what they were originally for. Each contains an animal - One is a large jumping cat, known as a Afeakhtorow by the Aslan back back on Kansas. They are dangerous alone, absolutely deadly in packs. Another is a Kankurur - a big bird of prey found on several planats in the region as well as the leather jackets of many grav bike gangs across known space. Saanath doesn't recognize the names of the other animals, but gets the feeling that's what they were, rather than sentients.

These large berths have been deactivated, and their packs removed and redistributed to the standard berths in the room as spares. All the standard berth show as occupied except one, loaded with spare pack, marked "Kiria Menehiru". The name sounds familiar to Saanath, who moves over to the fallen woman, and sees why - Her name, according to the small print on her lapel badge, was "Dr. Malena Menehiru".