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The ‘blueprints’ came up. The Machine was by any comparison a simple unit but the underlying power structure to support it was massive. By all indication what the Machine did was create a temporal link with the other cities in series, that link generating complex subspace folds almost like a chain but that ‘chain’ was linked to the power generator of not just this world but all seven of the cities in the line. For Bakkalia to have tried to leapfrog over would have taken tremendous power and would have generated a great deal of disruption in trying to bend and stretch and pull - almost like unsticking oneself from the mud.
Wookiee

Cochrane, CO

Sozi Zakene, Diplomatic Attache

Kaia leaned upwards to examine the blueprints, struggling to make out the details from her place on the floor. She let out a small huff of annoyance, looking for a ledge or a chair she could use to see things better. It was such a pain being a small person in such a big world. She glanced at Sozi, then sidled up to the diplomatic attache, feeling embarrassed. If this was Federation tech she could have linked it to her Remote Interface, but she didn’t want to offend these people by attaching unknown tech to their stuff. “Would you mind lifting me up so I can see the display better?” she asked softly. She was barely heavier than a domestic cat, and not much bigger.

Kaia, Engineer

Perhaps surprisingly it was Zoon who leaned down and picked Kaia up. His hold was surprisingly light on her as he essentially cradled her on one arm.

Juliet watched and listened. Cochrane was good. It was no wonder he was Captain of a deep space exploration ship. His diplomatic skills were something to watch and listen to. Juliet had some skill in that arena, but not like his. Her limited skill was more casual based. Because she listened to nuances, much like the CO watched, she tended to merely ramble on and listen for the cover ups of near slips to responses some didn’t want to give. Those slips lead to more conversation and more findings.

But, sadly, her training was more confrontational. She was used to being the brute force, rather than the gentle hand.

A thought occurred to her then and she took a slow deep breath. Opening her mind, she tried to read the surface thoughts of those around her, both human and non. Looking from one person to another, she tried to asses that everyone was well, not lieing, and ok with the situation as it was. If anyone nearby was a strong telepath, they would sense the ‘brush’ of her mind as curiosity and nothing more.

Juliet
CoS
((If anyone has a strong surface thought, (deception, anger, tired, happy, confused, curious, etc) Juliet would pick up on it. Not words, specifically, unless they were strong enough and aimed at someone in particular))

[[OOC; Kaia would be an exception to that. The emotions and thoughts of people of her species are opaque to telepaths]]
- Kaia

Zakene was somewhere between frantic and curious about the scene in front of them. He’d been on many a diplomatic endeavor, but there was something about this that made his pulse race, almost as though failure would backfired on them quite roughly.

Sozi Zakene, Diplomatic Attache

Zoon was intense. His features were outwardly calm, however he was focused. There was an anxiety present too but that could come from many a different reason.

Reauna was more anxious but holding a similar calm but with the anxiety was a soup of hate, fear and mistrust.

Her shoulders slumped. “Any change would wreak havoc,” she said. “I disagree,” Zoon said but said no more.

Wookiee

Shedda looked at both Reauna and Zoon, “Why?” Her question clearly taking in both their comments and asking both of them for an answer to the deceptively simple question.

Reauna replied first. “Each city, each world has generated its own reality but the power that keeps it going takes it from each world and that in turn has the energy streams interwoven with one another. To break one would break the stream itself and wreak havoc and could destroy it all. The machines are powered by a geothermal vent under each city. The Builders thought that sending a city back would be like a unit in and of itself. Isolated. As it turned out that the energy stream that sent it back in time linked with this one and their own.”

Zoon looked to consider that. “But then you are suggesting that should a city fail that everything would cease to exist by no one’s fault but a failure of a machine. No. The energy must be redirected. The Machines cannot last forever.”

Though her face never betrayed it, the lack of anything from Kaia surprised her. She made a mental note to speak to the woman about it later. The others really didn’t surprise her. They were standing here, across from stranger, both sides. They were all unsure what the other side was thinking, or wanted. And they all were sure the ‘powers that be’ had no true what was happening or at stake. These were common through most of the folks on both sides. And she agreed. This was a tense situation. And boots on the ground were rarely in the simple predicaments that those in offices millions of miles away had no clue about.

But she then glanced at Cochrane. While the uneasiness of the Diplomat was a bit disconcerting, she wondered what the Captain was feeling. She left her mind open to feeling him, but was more than careful about keeping from intruding. The last thing she wanted to do was distract him, or make him mad, merely because she wanted to be sure they were all safe.

Juliet “Jewels”
CoS

Cochrane was, surprisingly, excited in a kind of joyous way. His emotions were light, non-invasive to the calm his mind was in… but there was something else. Almost like a spring under tension. The potential for action was there… but it was just potential. There was no preparation.

“We must work on the assumption that as each city was moved away from this timeliness, they entered a wholly new and unique one. One where they were able to exist, develop, and create their own path.” Cochrane said to all present. “No one reality is more or less important than any other. By this point, each is unique and has developed as they needed. So we need to make sure all are safe… and remain that way.”

Cochrane, Co

Sovrk stood off to the side mostly silent. The Vulcan male would fiddle with his tricorder some, do some scanning then fiddle with it more. Even though he was trying different settings each scan he stood there his face passive his emotions felt unreadable. The Vulcan’s eyes turned up from the tricoder and looked around the room. He then looked back to the tricoder for a moment and then put the probe away he put his tricorderback down at his side. He took a few moments before he headed over and looked at the blueprints. He crossed his arms as he studdied them.
Lt.J.G Sovrk, CSO

In essence the Machine was on the surface simple. It was powered by an extremely deep and interlaced series of geothermal conductors that drew energy from the planetary core in a web not unlike the root system of a tree. That powered a temporal subspace tunnel with adjoining cities wherein their energy strands were interwoven, and that all in a chain. In a way, with the link, each city in some way looked to power or reinforce others.

Temporal theory was not anywhere close to Shedda’s area of expertise. The closest she came was marking things on a timeline. She looked at Kaia and Sovrk. “Theorize, the machine creates subspace folds. What would happen if we disconnected each of the linked power sources, leaving each city with their own power but no longer connected to the chain? Would the cities safely survive in their own universe? If we shut the machine down in sequence that it was started would they all return here or be cut loose?” Any solution that might put any of the cities at risk wasn’t a solution. Not unless things became desperate. Shedda would rather not consider that, yet.

She looked at Zoon, “You said that your city was trying to become an anchor point because you thought everyone here was dead. What made you think that, other than the sun was supposed to have gone nova?”

Mal’athar, XO

“The home world was supposed to be dead. Long ago. We had no reason to think otherwise until recently when the Eternal Emperor sought to rejoin the city with the homeworld. It was then that what was discovered was that it was not dead but a separate universe altogether that the Builders had caused to be formed.”
- Zoon and Reauna

Sovrk let out his breath in a small huff before drawing it in again. “Each one is a distinct possibility.... between the three, I would believe that it would be more likely that in shutting them down it would cause the sepperation of each city in the fold. Depending on how dependent structure is to the fold… seperating them off would most likely cause their destruction in my opinion. Without analytical data and being able to run the possibilities on simulations we can not say for certain however which event is the most likely to happen and my aswer is purely speculation. I would think… that…” Sovrk pauses a moment. “Given the right amount of time.... and technology… and the realities compatibility with one another we may be able to bring them into a singular phaze.”

The Vulcan rubed at his temple for a moment as he continued to think. “I believe that for this to be possible each city would have to have existed in this reality before they brcame their own.. if so it should be relatively simple to bring them back into this reality.. if not, then it still may be possible, though it would take alot more thought, theory, and calculation.”
Lt. J.G Sovrk, CSO

The emotions around everyone rose no hackles on the Security Chief. She listened to everyone then chimed in as the voices lulled while everyone was pondering. “I’m no scientist, but is there a way to travel to each city and see what their situation is? I mean, you all speak that everyone is attached to the machine. But what if not everyone is? I mean, perhaps their ‘energy’ is still tied in, but what if they found ways to function separately? Then the machine wouldn’t be an issue to them. Sure, no more energy would come from them. But if they aren’t relying on it, then it wouldn’t hurt them and would take them from the equation.”

She wasn’t sure it made sense. But everyone was speaking like the umbilical cord, effectively, being cut would mean death for those not still tied in.

Juliet
CoS