Posted by Gamemaster Janus (Gamemaster) in Outside the Ship - Main Sim

Posted by Captain Natalie Greer (Commanding Officer) in Outside the Ship - Main Sim

Posted by Commander Idari Solit (Chief Science Officer) in Outside the Ship - Main Sim
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Natalie and the crew that she had ordered with her were now headed toward the air lock, with EV suits and rappelling gear if needed. She had no idea what trajectory they had hit with or how far to the ground they were. They were about to find out as the air lock came into view. “Everyone keep your eyes op-en and sound off if you see or hear anything.” She said as she began the depressurization of the airlock.

CO

OOC: I think you missed this:
https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf1/asimov/notes/68071/

GM

OOC: Alternately, she missed this thread, seeing as she wasn’t meeting up with the engineering staff, and Airlock 1 and Airlock 2 are the closest airlocks to the Bridge. So, in that vein, C&P (with small edits) from there in the event that we go with that…
IC:
“Captain,” Commander Idari said, “my tricorder reads that the atmosphere outside is breathable. It would seem that we only need the specialized footwear to exit the vessel safely.”

(Insert further discussion)

As the group exited Airlock 1, signs of recent use were present. It was apparent that someone already exited the ship before they did. Whether they were still outside was a different matter entirely. As they left the ship and walked on the ship’s exterior with magnetic boots, they didn’t find anyone outside. If they were to reach the same point the two Engineers had reached, he would spot the Ferengi gentleman who was making his way slowly towards the ship.

Commander Idari, CSO

OOC: I’m just going to merge the two threads here and correct Tyra’s post accordingly.

IC:
“Ah, more of your crewmates and oh, your Captain, I presume. As I was saying earlier, welcome to this deserted planet where subspace communications doesn’t really work. I am Zank, and I happen to save your ship from crashing… but at the great cost of loosing most of my reserve power in my ship… and burning out the remaining of my power generators. Don’t worry, I expect the Federation to compensate me handsomely once we all figure out how to get out of here, I’m keeping a tab of what to bill you all lot later.”

Fool, Solit thought to himself. Rule of Acquisition Number 7 - “Keep your ears open.” - and Rule of Acquisition Number 190 - “Hear all, trust nothing.” - came to mind immediately. The Ferengi had told them that he was going to bill the Federation for his activities, which gave Idari time to figure out how, exactly, to charge Zank in direct proportion - or maybe even more. Every time he met a Ferengi who had become complacent, Solit understood a little better just how his grandfather - a Bajoran - had amassed such a large fortune on Ferenginar.

Natalie asked “Do you have any idea of where we are exactly?”
“We’re on a remote tropical island on this planet. We’re fortunate that it’s only us, the natives are not what I call technologically advanced,” replied Zank.

Commander Idari, still keeping his face stoic, understood the answer to both be affirmative and negative. Where they were on the planet was helpful, but it had no bearing on where they were in time or space. Besides that, Rule 239 - “Never be afraid to mislabel a product.” - sprang to mind. Just because the Ferengi seemed to be above board, he couldn’t be sure that he was.

She asked taking in the desert island surroundings “I’m Captain Natalie Greer.”
She said extending her hand to the Ferengi and said, “Thank you for helping us out.”

Zank shook the Captain’s hand.

She said, “My Chief Engineer, Lt. (j.g.) MacMoragh and one of his staff members, Ensign Munchkin, my Chief of Security, Lt. Thoon Furood, my Chief Science Officer, Commander Idari Solit.”

“Nice to meet you all,” replied Zank.

Commander Idari said, “Given the circumstances, I think that I would rather that our paths had never crossed.” It was snippish, but then again, the sentiment wasn’t dishonest.

“Assuredly, Commander Idari, being stuck on a remote planet is the farthest profitable idea possible,” replied Zank, “But as Rule of Acquisition 236 states, ‘You can’t buy fate.’”

She took a look around “How many others are on the island?”
CO

“Other than your crew, Captain, myself and my wife who is back on my ship. My ship is unfortunately buried deep based on the crash impact. We are lucky to have survived, but not so lucky in terms of our ship. We were traveling on our vacation when we encountered an anomaly out of nowhere and got sucked in.”

GM

Natalie nodded “Okay, well once we can get our ship fixed and back in flying order, we can get you out of here with us.” She said and looked at her science officer “Let’s see what else we can find out about this place.” She said “Then we can move forward.” She looked at the Chief Engineer “We need to assess the damage to the ship and see what needs to be repaired if it can be repaired.” She said “Would you like to go get your wife and bring her here?” She asked.

CO

“I don’t think leaving our ship behind is a good idea, there are natives on this planet that are technologically less advanced than we are. Ideally, if you can tractor our ship, that would be beneficial. As for my wife, it is quite a bit of a walk, Captain. We’re actually fairly comfortable in our ship per the moment, with sufficient food supplies. We’ve been here for a couple months now, so we have a bit of experience of what food is edible and not. Also, we’ve started to grow our own food but I don’t think we have enough to feed your crew.”

GM

Rebecca had followed the captain out as she had been ordered. she was surveying the land trying to spot any hostiles. She had grabbed her old sniper rifle form her quarters and her pistols. She wanted to be armed just in case. As the captain and the ferengi spoke. Rebecca noticed the captain hadn’t introduced her. It didn’t bother her, it just seemed odd. Less people who knew her name the better.

“You said there are natives to the planet. Do you know where their main home is?”she asked “Captain i could go do some recon see whats what if you want.” she added.

Lieut Lane (Intelligence)

“Off of this island, somewhere. I only had limited sensor data before my computer failed,” said the Ferengi, “But we are far remote as it is. And gravity on this planet is a little heavier than we’re use to.”

GM

OOC: Apologies
IC: “This is my Intelligence officer Lt. Lane. ” Natalie nodded to Lane “Okay, so what has this place got to offer and is it the atmosphere that is blocking our communications or something else?” She asked

CO

Zane merely nodded at Lt. Lane.

“I could not isolated it, it seems like there is a diamagnetic field covering the island. Probably from some kind of diamagnetic ore deposit,” said Zank.

GM

Idari nodded to indicate that he was listening to the conversation, but immediately, he began to think through the ramifications of Zank’s statement. Heavy metals underneath their feet were one thing, but if they were on top of, say, a large quantity of uranium, they definitely needed to get off the island sooner rather than later. Then again, if they could find the heart of the deposit, they might be able to use some of the material to get the fusion generators fully operational. It still wouldn’t do much for the warp core, but it would be a start.

Commander Idari, CSO

Natalie looked at Idari “Can you pick up anything in the ground that might be of use to us?” She asked quietly as she turned back to the Ferengi “Okay. Thank you for the information.” She as she turned to the others that were with her “Let’s get an idea of what kind of damage we’ve got going on to the outer hull of the ship and let’s find out if we have anything underneath us that might be of use.” She ordered as she started to move toward the Asimov.

She stopped just short of it and sighed “This is not going to be a fun report to write.” She muttered “Seven days. Seven days, if even that.” She muttered as she took in the ship in front of her. Natalie looked at the crew with her “Get scans and let’s see what’s going on.”

CO

Tricorder scans would reveal no radiation sources, but that was all they could get from the tricorder readings. The diamagnetic field was interfering with the sensor scans. A more powerful sensor, like the ship’s sensors, might be able to cancel out the diamagnetic field’s interference if the deflector was used in conjunction to counteract the diamagnetic field. Tricorder scans against any plant life, as they would discover, would only work if they held it against the tricorder.

GM

Veyn sighed through his nose as he lowered the PaDD and powered it off, for now. Alright, he thought to himself as he looked around the empty, darkened bridge, so we know how we got here, but we have no idea what’s in store for us or how to leave. He again fought off thoughts of his family.

In place of one anxiety, came another. It was entirely outside of Veyn’s experience to be on a starship with no power. To be a scientist with no computers, no scanners, no sensors. It was a daunting task to think of trying anything useful without these crutches. Compelled to double-check, Veyn moved from one console to another, searching for any sort of functionality on the bridge. Some sort of emergency console. Maybe the AI was still active? he hoped against hope.

(Lt. Cewa, Science)