Posted by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) in Main Sim: Science Labs (After the crash timeline)

Posted by Gamemaster Janus (GM) in Main Sim: Science Labs (After the crash timeline)

Posted by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) in Main Sim: Science Labs (After the crash timeline)
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“What class?” Veyn responded instantly and automatically. He scampered down the hallway to the doors to Cargo Bay C, motioning for Maher to follow and use the tricorder again when they were closer for a more precise reading.

“Class 3,” said Maher.

Veyn cautiously laid a hand on the door, hoping to gauge the intensity of the fire within at least partially through the heat radiating from the room. Lieutenant Cewa was a chemist by trade, so he had plenty of experience with fires. “What’s the fuel source, Ensign? Electrical, chemical, metallic, biological?”

(Lt. Cewa, Science)

The door was warm, but not hot to touch. The fire was medium size, but if not taken care of, it could go out of control quickly.

“Electrical and chemical. The source was from the EPS systems, it seems. It’s interacted with some chemicals that were stored in Cargo Bay C. Fire suppression systems are not responding, probably because they have no power to them. We might be able to trigger a manual override, I’m guessing… but I don’t know where that is.”

GM

“Fires are usually classified by letter, not number, Ensign,” Cewa said as he withdrew his hand. “But it sounds like you’re describing a class B fire.”

“Sorry, I’m just nervous,” replied the ensign.

Veyn turned and headed briskly back down the hallway toward the science lab they had come from, explaining his idea as they went. “Even if it started as an electrical fire, the loss of power on the ship means it’s unlikely to still be fueled by current. Which is good, because if that were the case we’d need an engineer to find the EPS source and cut the power. As it stands, the fire’s energy comes from chemical reactions, which we can extinguish with science.”

Ducking back into the science lab, Veyn threw open cabinets as he gathered supplies. “We can’t replicate the appropriate fire extinguisher right now and even if we could operate the fire suppression system, it relies on power to engage and maintain the force fields. Even if we found the manual override, activating it wouldn’t allow the fire suppression system to actually engage. It’s not like the door’s manual override, which we can use to physically push open the door.”

“Luckily,” Lieutenant Cewa said with a smile as he grabbed a large beaker of the last ingredient, “all we need to do to is cover the base of the fire with carbon dioxide. That’ll deprive the fire of fuel by displacing the oxygen needed for the chemical reactions. And to create carbon dioxide, we only need two common, extremely useful chemical ingredients that we keep already replicated on hand: acetic acid and sodium bicarbonate. Also known as baking powder and vinegar.”

Veyn looked at Maher slyly. “Are you ready for a science fair experiment like the quadrant’s never seen, Ensign?”

(Lt. Cewa, Science)

“Yes, Lieutenant!” replied the ensign.

Together, Cewa and Maher carried multiple beakers of the chemicals back to Cargo Bay C. Opening the bay doors, Veyn took a gulp of fresh air before ducking into the smoke. He found a crate on the upper level of the cargo bay where they stood and poured the chemicals into it, which immediately caused a foaming reaction with white bubbles that were in stark contrast to the soot of the smoke. A barely-visible, wispy gas started to form over the bubbles, but was heavier than the air around it so it stayed mostly in the crate until it started to overflow, at which point Cewa motioned for Maher to help his tip the crate. They poured the gas over the side of the balcony onto the bottom floor below, where it flowed along and spread across the ground. Soon enough, the entire floor of the bay was covered in a layer of carbon dioxide, taking away oxygen from the fire.

With the materials Lt. Cewa found, and the proper usage, the fire was put out. Lt. Cewa and Ensign Maher now suffer from slight smoke inhalation, but nothing that a medical personnel couldn’t fix.

GM

Veyn stumbled out of the cargo bay after their experiment was complete, coughing lightly and blinking his unblackened eye rapidly as it watered. “Crisis averted, good eye Ensign. But cough now we have even more reason to find a doctor. cough Let’s see if there are any in Cargo Bay A.”

Lieutenant Cewa led the way to Cargo Bay A and attempted to open the door so they could rendezvous with the other Asimov crew members inside.

(Lt. Cewa, Science)

They found the door to Cargo Bay A wide open, with crew members gathered here. A makeshift sickbay was formed here, but it didn’t look like any medical personnel had yet arrived. Just a security officer with a medic kit who had some combat medical training, who was assisting his fellow crew members the best he possibly could. A few minutes later, Ensign Clancey showed up. She was out of breath, having to rush here from Sickbay.

“I’m Ensign Clancey, a medic from sickbay, Lieutenant. Are you in charge here?” asked Ensign Clancey.

GM

Veyn stifled a cough with the back of his hand. “Lieutenant Cewa,” he said as way of greeting. “And I suppose I am, for the moment. Please tend to the others, my injuries are not pressing.” Not exactly the truth, and he sank down to sit on the floor as he said so. But he waved the medic off if she approached. “Ensign Maher’s wrist needs to be inspected,” he said as a polite way of giving a more firm order.

From his position sitting against a cargo container, Veyn surveyed the crew around him, trying to determine how badly the others had been hurt. Then he leaned his head back and closed his good eye, holding a hand to the makeshift bandage on his forehead as he tried to keep the pain of his gashes from catching up to him.

(Lt. Cewa, Science)

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