Posted by Lieutenant Commander Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer / 2nd Officer) in Jefferies Tubes

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Jefferies Tubes

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer / 2nd Officer) in Jefferies Tubes

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=/\= Calloway this is Wynter =/\= came through hot on the heels of the Ops chief, =/\= we’re already monitoring you, if you get into difficulties just say so and we can shut down the draw from here from Junction 86. Also, I feel like Pepperoni Pizza today, just saying. Wynter out, and good luck Faye. =/\=

Max switched off the comm with a grin, and turned to his Engineers who had brought up that section on the monitors. Since many parts of the EPS grid had been affected by the trip through the wormhole his team had kept careful watch on the power relays for any signs of stress or fluctuations. Still, any issues with an EPS point was rather serious so he sat back and watched the readings himself.

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE

Faye snorted at the replies and simply went to work. She had no intention of making him pizza, but she also couldn’t entirely predict what would happen. Simulations were simply best guesses at how something could go and it was impossible to account for every single tiny variable, even when you tried your damnedest.

Working with an engineering tricorder and decoupler, she made some fine-tuned changes to the set-up she was about to initialize. Frowning slightly at the readouts, Faye tapped her commbadge. =/\=Calloway to Engineering.=/\=

=/\=Engineering here, go ahead =/\= NE Frankenstein said in his odd swiss like accent as he peered over console readings.

=/\=Can you folks kindly shunt power from junction Section 14-Epsilon-7? Just divert or decrease power flow by about 55% for the next while,=/\= she requested.

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist

=/\=Can do =/\= came back his answer, and moments later the requested power was diverted from the requested section and into the nearby junctions so as not to degrade the running of the ships functions. NE Frankenstein looked over the energy readings and smiled to himself as the nearby conduits absorbed the extra power, as if they were a living being hungrily feeding on the energy. daydreaming aside, Frankenstein returned to his everyday job.

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE

=/\=Thank you. Calloway out.=/\=

Faye surveyed the connections and then grabbed her calibration tool. Laying on the deck, she shimmied herself into the conduit space, turning her head so she could watch the delicate process she had to go through to get everything aligned just right. The flicker of different lights was reassuring as it told her a great deal without having to rely on a tricorder to tell her what was what.

Two minutes later, that part was done. Reaching for her PADD, she double checked the number she had calculated (and re-calculated to be sure) and reached for her calibrator. She adjusted another component and surveyed her work. Satisfied, Faye made a couple more adjustments and then powered up the cylindrical device that she was testing. With the shunted power, she was watching for the low voltage to start funnelling through so she could bring the whole system on line.

A moment later, a wash of bright light blinded her right before a wash of pain hit her. She could smell smoke and knew something in the power system had blown. But she couldn’t see anything and then… a burning sensation spread fiercely not unlike the experiments her Tal Shiar tormentors inflicted. Stuck with her head and shoulders in the access point, Faye couldn’t move if she tried at the moment. She almost wished the pain would increase a bit so she could pass out, but alas that wasn’t where she was at. Soon, if she were lucky, there would be some sort of endorphin rush. She couldn’t see anything and the burns on her face made it difficult to tell if she was in danger from fire or anything. There was also this ringing in her ears.

Her hands moved spastically as she tried to reach for anything to ground herself from the dizzying feeling she was experience. Vertigo times ten. Ahh, there the endorphins were! If she could just control her movements through the pain to find her commbadge…

Elsewhere, alerts of a significant power surge and resulting explosion popped up in Engineering and on the Bridge.

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist