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The Long Sleep
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Steve Gorak
Adventurer
lonesoldier said:
OCC: Please strike the comment about only minor adjustments being necessary on the engines; I'll edit the post.
IC: Ze-Antonio is livid when he comes back on the deck: " Captain, based on my preliminary assessment, it appears that the engines suffered a critical failure during the acceleration stage. We're lucky to be alive! The second set of backup ionizers took over when the primary ion-drive and the primary backup drive failed...of course, the backups are not designed to run for so long, and we're fortunate the field dampeners managed to keep them in one piece... the cooling system was severely damaged too, so the computer likely maintained a low speed to keep things within tolerances... The things that troubles me the most is that the failure seems to have occurred rather soon after our departure." He takes a breath, beads of sweat running down his forehead. He then continues, " Captain, the primary engine systems were thoroughly tested prior to our departure, and if it weren't for the backups and some redundant designs, the failure would have destroyed the ship... I don't like the implications of this, and I need to evaluate the propulsion system more to know what caused the problem" Somewhat regaining his composure, he adds "We have about 53% of our fuel left, and had it not been for some solid engineering from our life support designers, the ship would have been a floating cemetery".
[sblock=lonesoldier] Hey Lonesoldier,
I'm being a bit vague about the cause of the failure, because I don't know where you want to go with this. I figured it wouldn't hurt implying sabotage, heck, it may even give you some ideas... Anyways, please let me know what Ze saw as far as the cause of the failure[/sblock]
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Ash freezes at her panel, suddenly not trusting her hands.
She looks numbly up at Ze and John, her face ashen.
"How is that...how...?"
She covers her mouth out of sheer reflex, both to give herself something to bite down on, and to stop herself from babbling anything worse.
With superhuman-feeling effort, Ash turns her attention back to the console, with hands only slightly shaking.
Focus, Logan! the drill instructor in her head shouted. Do your job or not only will you be nearly three hundred years late, you'll all be dead too! Focus on the here and now, and you can deal with the rest when people's lives aren't in your hands!
"D...docking manuever complete in two minutes, fifty-two seconds. Sir."
She looks numbly up at Ze and John, her face ashen.
"How is that...how...?"
She covers her mouth out of sheer reflex, both to give herself something to bite down on, and to stop herself from babbling anything worse.
With superhuman-feeling effort, Ash turns her attention back to the console, with hands only slightly shaking.
Focus, Logan! the drill instructor in her head shouted. Do your job or not only will you be nearly three hundred years late, you'll all be dead too! Focus on the here and now, and you can deal with the rest when people's lives aren't in your hands!
"D...docking manuever complete in two minutes, fifty-two seconds. Sir."
Rhun
First Post
Although he himself is a bit confused and taken aback by all that is happening, he realizes that if Ashley can't successfully guide the massive Hope through a docking procedure it was never meant for, they could all be doomed. He remains quiet, letting her focus her attention on what needs to be done.
lonesoldier
First Post
The starship barely fits into the dock, only Ashley's excellent piloting brings the Hope into the alien orbital platform and to rest. From what you can see, the docks have both gravity and oxygen, despite opening out into space. There are a few humans standing in the many levels of catwalks around the dock... they aren't quite right, a little too tall and a little too thin, but still human. The dock itself is a combination of sterile white plastics and hard grey metals.
Ackland stands, thumbs the safety off his pistol, and places it back its holster. "I want everyone to remember one thing. Our first priority is the safety of those 900-and-some people still in cyro-sleep. But lets try to not give our hosts cause for anger." He takes a look around the bridge and then motions to Lem. "Sergeant, you have point, the second airlock in the main module should open onto one of their catwalks. It'd be rude of us to keep them waiting."
Ackland stands, thumbs the safety off his pistol, and places it back its holster. "I want everyone to remember one thing. Our first priority is the safety of those 900-and-some people still in cyro-sleep. But lets try to not give our hosts cause for anger." He takes a look around the bridge and then motions to Lem. "Sergeant, you have point, the second airlock in the main module should open onto one of their catwalks. It'd be rude of us to keep them waiting."
Rhun
First Post
Victor flashes a charming smile at the pilot, most grateful for her excellent handling of the Hope. "Nice work, Ashley," he offers. "Maybe you could give me some lessons, sometime?" He gives her a wink and moves to follow Lem. He didn't have a weapon, but he hoped it wouldn't come to that. If nothing else, he figured he could probably talk their way out of any trouble.
stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
The marine grins about his stogey; this was what he was made for. "Okay, you people, listen up. Keep you weapons ready to fire, but down as the Admiral says. Any noncombatants, stay in the back. And don't get in front of me." Checking to ensure his motions sensors were still activated, Lem moved out.
