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Garlone 301

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  1. (( MAIN ENGINEERING )) :: Ethan looked up from the console. The Engineers in the pit had done nothing but slog themselves over what was going on outside. While whatever being had disrupted their STI and sent them hurtling through a wormhole the size of a suppository, odd things had been happening all over the ship. Lights were blowing, gel packs were malfunctioning and with those micro fractures in the hull, they were staring Death in the face; full on, without being able to blink.:: Reed: It's... It's repaired. :: Ethan frowned.:: Brice: What's repaired? :: Sarah looked up and stuttered. Not like her. She was straight on the ball whether she was wrong or right. It wasn't in her to be confused.:: Reed: The hull – it's repaired. :: The young Chief [...]ed an eyebrow.:: Brice: How in the... did that happen? :: She couldn't give him an answer. Her brain was trying to select between random occurrence, the Alien did it or, the more possible, how the heck should I know?:: Reed: It happened while I was checking for seizures in the fractures... It's just repaired. :: Another voice from behind.:: York: I'm reading increased levels of tetraburnium and victurium in the hull composite. Brice: Which would account for the repair work – someone's repaired them hook, line and sinker. Reed: With materials we don't have, which is even more... Brice: ...disturbing. ::he lifted an eyebrow.:: Just for a change? :: Sarah smiled slightly. Ethan whistled loudly to the rest of the Engineering crew stuck in Main Engineering with the best of them.:: Brice: Right, monkeys; listen up! Upstairs, no one cares what's going on down here as long as we're getting a job done. We're stuck in the middle of nowhere with a gel pack between us so understand this clearly – every iota of the energy produced goes on sustaining essential systems, weapons, shields and communications. ::his eyes fell on Cameron:: Mister York, get on the long-range sensors, we want something we can work with. ::back to Sarah:: Reed, find out what the heck happened to the hull and quickly then get on sensors. If we can get something going a long way, we can transmit by bouncing. ::and then everywhere:: One team of Alphas up deck doing chit repairs and one team of Betas doing bit work down here. Keep gel packs; all of them. Understood? :: A mulled number of replies came back before Ethan rolled his eyes and looked to the console. Where was the morale? Back in Wheeler Colony, no doubt.:: (( FLASHBACK )) :: On the Bridge, Ethan had sat in the Captain's Chair for a split second. His hands had barely graced the computer panelling on the arm when whatever had happened, had happened. Right before their eyes, the ship had been thrown into the blackness of the wormhole with barely a second's notice, catapulting them across the galaxy, far from the reaches of the Away Team.:: :: Ethan jumped from the chair, his heart following suit. His brain could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the wiry veins of the wormhole, the rift in space to send them lightyears away from their friends and their home, leaving them in the middle of unknown territory, unchartered space.:: :: His mind ran over the possibilities in the few seconds it took for everyone else to react. The Away Team, Captain Mar... Karynn... on the Colony. His fist slammed into the arm of the Captain's Chair. Time stood still. A fraction of a moment when everything bolted into slow motion – the reports flying in from Helm, Tactical, Engineering... the questions; where were they, what happened, what was going to happen, what could they do... Ethan stared at the viewscreen, hoping it was a mistake, it was a practical joke, it was Mar's way of letting him know he wasn't ready to be sitting there, making decisions, even polishing the chrome.:: :: Then all too quickly it came flooding back. Ethan turned his head; Ben had come rushing in, the CO shouting his orders, knowing what to do. One last look at the screen, at the blackness of space on the other side... they'd get home; Karynn would be safe and they'd get home.:: (( PRESENT )) :: The young Engineer drilled his fingers on the console. The missing link was still missing. The wormhole had dragged them in; some kind of alien had done this to them; for what purpose they didn't know. He chewed the inside of his cheek. What would Mar be doing? She was the CEO of the Indy – what would she be doing in his situation? If they could boost the long-range sensors that much and focus on their point of origin into the system, there might be a way providing the Away Team are thinking about how to get home.:: :: Immediately he walked to Reed's console and began tapping away. She gave him a look, as if to ask what he was doing but he simply smiled.:: Brice: Six hands are better than one. TBC Lt. Ethan Brice Chief of Engineering USS Ronin
  2. ((Main Engineering, Warp Core, USS Independence-A)) ::He floated through the ship wandering from place to place until he found a refuge. He spied it as he floated through the ceiling, a blue light emanating in the center of a room.:: ::He floated unnoticed towards the light. As it got closer he noticed it was warm and comforting. He got closer and closer and then decided to merge with its comforting warmth. He wrapped around the blue light and took in its warmth. He felt better, the regeneration of his wounds occurred almost instantly.:: ::The bright blue light of the warp core and the alien intensified bathing engineering in a blue sheen.:: ::He was vaguely aware of the carbon based beings surrounding his location, but they did not approach his location and when he probed their emotions he found a hint of confusion. Perhaps he had found somewhere he could hide, where no one could hurt him.:: ::He reached out further into the warp core and began to feel the vessel he was riding in. It was an interesting way these carbons traveled. He let himself stretch further up the warp core and into the ship's computers, his energy spreading while his main core remained with the warp core. It was then he became aware of something.:: ::The vessel he was riding in was damaged. He could feel the energy surrounding the vessel holding metal and other cold things together. He stretched out and felt with his own energy; He began to join with the energy outside the vessel.:: ::This vessel had been his savior while his own had disintegrated. He paused for a moment as he embraced the vessel and assessed it's condition. He was safe. Safe within the warmth of the blue light. But without the vessel there would be no blue light.:: ::He was aware of the carbon beings around and he realized they were the caretakers of the vessel and this was also their safe place. He stretched out even further around the vessel, it had to be fixed so it would remain a safe place. So he could keep the blue light.:: ((Outside the USS Independence-A)) ::The Structural Integrity Field holding the Independence's hull together began to glow a bright blue as the alien reached out from the warp core. The bright light engulfing the ship pulsated and pulled in closer around the hull. As the light tightened around the ship, the fractures on the hull began to close and the plates began to meld back together.:: ((Warp Core.)) ::He could feel the energy as it tightened and the vessel began to come back together. It was primitive technology and easy to fix. Now he was safer. Pulling his energy back he suddenly felt extremely tired. His core began to sink and he fell back from the blue energy source he had found. exhausted. He floated to the ground near one of the carbons.:: ::His blue light was faint and pulsated erratically. He sent out his thoughts to the carbon based beings.:: Blue Alien: oO Vessel fixed...Help me...Oo ::He hoped they understood. He had helped them, now he needed their help.:: TBC... Blue Alien Great Galactic Barrier
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