USS Challenger
Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by Cadet Caelian Weir (Engineer) in Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by… suppressed (5) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Mika nodded to the Engineering Cadet as he entered. “I assume you’re here to check on the computer sensors? It’s much appreciated. I’d like to get to the truth of this as quickly as possible.” She said to him, frowning. She wasn’t usually quite this… down to business, but this situation seemed to have gotten to her.
~ Lt JG Mika, CMO
Caelian almost dropped the isolinear chip he was depolarizing. He thought he’d recognized the young woman from his boarding physical, but this wasn’t the time for social pleasantries. Brushing aside the brusque tone, he moved onto the next chip. After all, the chief had said this was a life-and-death situation.
“I’ll do my what I can to find the malfunction as quickly as possible,” he said over his shoulder. Another chip done; onto the next. Hastily he added, “Sir.”
—Caelian Weir, Cadet—A thorough scan of the detection system found that it was working perfectly fine. Everything that the system reported was perfectly accurate and matched a visual inspection however, there was that nasty little bug about the victim being reported alive in the Sickbay.
GM Wombat
Once he’d finished his diagnostic, Caelian could feel the frown etched on his face. Someone had tampered with the system, but why? Thinking quickly, he set to work isolating the influenced system. When he was nearly done, he tapped his comm badge.
=^= Cadet Weir to Chief Zenzgii, =^= he murmured as the main ODN conduit dimmed in his grip, =^=I’ve located an anomaly in the sickbay sensors. I’m attempting to isolate it now.=^=
As the various displays and lights began to read as he’d intended, he scooped up the tricorder from his kit and began to monitor the bugged system components. He hoped that he’d trapped it for analysis, but he wasn’t naive enough to believe he’d thought of everything. If someone was smart enough to set this up, they could have bugged other systems as well. Another few moments, and the panel hummed back to life.
“I’ve bypassed Sickbay’s main sensors and rerouted them to secondary systems,” he called over his shoulder to the other officers, eyes firmly fixed on the tricorder’s readings. “You may want to retry any queries you’ve made recently while I finish up here. Whatever tipped you off to the problem, it may help me figure out if there are any other systems I need to check.”
—Caelian Weir, Cadet—The secondary sensors revealed the same results as the primary sensors. The only logical conclusion was that the sensor arrays were working just fine, it was something else. They were picking something up, after all.
GM Wombat
Caelian stared hard at his tricorder. That’s odd, he thought, standing. The secondary systems are showing the same data.
He moved the device back and forth in the air in front of him, searching. After reading the data, he adjusted the output and began to sweep the sickbay. If both the primary and secondary systems picked up the same thing, maybe there was an actual source to the “ghost” signal. It wasn’t possible that an isolated system like his tricorder could have been tampered with, too, was it?
“Marco-o-o,” he muttered under his breath.
—Caelian Weir, Cadet—