Posted by Lieutenant Rachel Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Bridge - Readying the Ship for Departure

Posted by Ensign Elemirre Serinde (Engineering Officer) in Bridge - Readying the Ship for Departure

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alexander Stewart (Chief Armory Officer) in Bridge - Readying the Ship for Departure
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Aiden, too, was thrown, through not nearly as badly. His knee slammed into the comms station, accelerating him negatively just enough for the linguist to catch the top of his chair and pull himself back into it. He winced as he checked the damage to his console.

Ensign Aiden Conlon
Linguist/Comms Officer

The console itself was fine but it still was non-functional.

~Creeping Dread

OOC: I’m going to make a assumption about the location of jeffries tube, feel free to correct me if I’m wrong!
IC:
Natalia just managed to brace herself and keep steady during the impacts of the asteroids, she gripped tightly to the Science console as she floated in zero g. Having been completely ignored by the panicking Captain Natalia turned to the Engineer.
“Ensign, stay here. I’m going to go and find out what has happened.” How she was going to do that, she didn’t really know. Her first assumption was that the lifts would be down, that meant she’d have to go through the crawl spaces, a particularly challenging prospect in zero g. She sighed as she looked around for a crawl space entrance. She found, to the back and centre wall of the bridge. Not far to go at all. She drew herself back as much as she could and launched herself in the direction of the crawl space. She rather enjoyed the feeling of gliding through zero g, it felt like flying. She smiled to herself as she grabbed the wall and did her best to shimmy down towards the crawl space. Once there she released the door and grabbed the top edge to lever herself down and in head first.
“I’m making me way towards Engineering, if anyone wants to know.” She stated to the room. With that, she was gone.

Commander Natalia Petrenkov CSO/XO

The hit jarred Helena and she lost the grip she had with her feet around the supports of her chair. She quickly grabbed the chair with her hands and pulled herself back down. Her muscles were screaming at the strain of trying to keep her seated. “We need seat belts,” she muttered again. She was pretty sure she hit her head on the top edge of the chair when she got thrown into the chair with the impact. She would have to check later.

With just the port thruster, Helena couldn’t dodge all of the asteroids. She could only continue to spin the ship slowly and precisely and try to keep bouncing until they cleared the field.

Lt. Laursen, Helm/Navigation Officer

There were a few near misses as the ship was skillfully navigated either around a bigger rock to provide cover or add more momentum. The ship shuddered again as there was one moving too fast to be dodged though fortunately it was on the smaller side. Armor integrity dropped five percent.

Not long after an annoyed looking Spaniard floated up toward Natalia in the same tube. One of the Engineering crewmen, Rosa-Marie Morales was sporting what was forming as a black eye squinted at Natalia, her mutterings relating to just where zero G navigation could get stuffed to. It took several seconds before Rosa placed the XO. “Ma’am. Crewman Morales,” she said as she braced herself on a ladder rung. “Engineering had an explosion at a plasma junction. Knocked out communications to or from Engineering. I’ve come with a communicator to pass off to the Bridge so they can at least talk to the Chief.”

Natalia had been having a terrible time moving through the tube. Zero G made it incredibly difficult. She banged her head at least once and swore, loudly, in Russian. She glanced up as she saw Crewman Morales coming towards her. She swore again, under her breath when told about the explosion.

She hooked a foot under and over another rung. “Two engineers down. The fire is under control and was being tended to at the time that I left. AG as you know is out. Lt Green and another are moving forward to deflector control to see about repairs there. They’re trying to re-route power around the junction but it sounded like they were having troubles with it.” She paused there to take a breath and to pull out the communicator to pass to Natalia if she wanted it.
- Rosa-Marie Morales, Eng Crewman

Two Engineers down, was that down as in dead or just badly wounded, she wondered. It sounded like Engineering was in rough shape. She held off taking the communicator for now.
“Thank you for the update Crewman. Do you need a hand down there? Have you heard from medical? You said you had two engineers down?” Natalia asked, the questions coming thick and fast.

Commander Natalia Petrenkov CSO/XO

“Millicant I think is done for, Ma’am,” Rosa said, her Spanish accent competing with Natalia’s Russian. “Selwyn Lake, I’m not sure. Took a hard hit but I don’t know. Couple of injuries for sure. Fawkes and Grigio were tossed about pretty hard by the look of it. The Chief looked like her arm took a bad knock. I’m not sure of the rest. We have not heard from medical at all. No comms out. Serinde was looking at that before I left. We’re scattered about but no officers down. Lt’s Green and the chief are there and Ensigns Serinde and Gagarin are active. There’s a lot of fires to be put out at the moment, figuratively speaking. You could at least see. We’re not lacking in jobs.”
- Rosa Marie Morales, Eng

While the two were talking the ship jolted from another impact.

~Creeping Dread

Natalia cursed in Russian as she banged her head with the jolt and rubbed her head with her right hand.

Marceau, still stuck floating in zero G near the top of the bridge, let out another French curse. “A l’aide, s’il vous plaît,” he said, voice shaky, glancing around the bridge from his upside down perspective.

~ Capt Renault

Stewart felt ridiculous hanging upside down, one arm wrapped around the supporting strut of his console, the other frantically working on his board to see if he could reroute power. Power for what he didn’t know, he was a past Sea Captain now Security Chief, and had never been in such an undignified position before. He had no idea what the Captain had just ordered.
“By all the gods of Hades,” Stewart muttered, “Is this a common occurrrence?” He asked of no one in particular.

~Lt. Commander Alexander Stewart CAO

Aiden did know what Renault had said - advantages of speaking numerous languages and all that. Given he was effectively useless until someone figured out how to turn back on comms or an alien species showed up on the bridge, he literally leapt to follow the order, and positioned himself carefully, using his dead console as a brace as he launched to intercept the floating CO. He caught Renault’s arm, doing his best to swing the momentum around and send the Capitaine, at least, back down to the deck roughly feet first. He was less lucky, the reactionary force leaving him sliding slowly along the top with his back to the ceiling.

Ensign Aiden Conlon
Linguist/Comms Officer

The ship had almost cleared the field and returned to a relatively empty chunk of space. This would mean navigating around the danger of collisions had drastically reduced.

~Creeping Dread

[O] Engineering to Crewman Morales. Have you made it to the bridge yet?[O]

Lt. Paige Garrison - CE

Rosa, still holding the communicator answered it with a quick glance to the XO. [o] Morales here. Not yet. While going up the tube I crossed paths with the XO. I’ve been filling her in. She asks if you could use her help down in engineering. [c]
C Morales, Eng

[O]I’m sure we can find her something to do. So I guess send her my way, and get up to the bridge and find out what they are doing to the ship.[C]

Natalia rubbed her hands together.
“Excellent, sounds like I have a job then. Head on to the bridge crewman, I’ll pop on down to Engineering.”

Luckily for Aiden, the Capitaine liked his crew, and had kept hold of him, bringing him closer to the floor. For Marceau himself… Well, roughly feet first unfortunately meant arse first, and he found himself bouncing off the floor of the bridge.

~ Capt Renault

Lt. Paige Garrison - CE

Maria-Teresa stared at the communicator and wasn’t sure what to make of the tone. The Chief sounded stressed but it still made her wince and she glanced at the XO and gave a soundless apologetic look and shrug of her shoulder. “I should be getting up there,” she said to Petrenkov. “If we run into each other in the galley, you can call me MT. It’s easier to remember, ma’am.”

Natalia nodded.
“MT it is then. Nice to meet you MT. I’m sure our paths will cross again soon!” Natalia called back as she made her way down to Engineering.

Unless there was more Maria-Teresa would slide past the XO and glide bounce her way up to the bridge.

Coming out of the same spot that the XO had disappeared in she blinked to get an idea of the situation. The Captain was held by the ankle. The Armory officer was clinging to the console for dear life. The pilot was focused like a statue. The engineering crewman was looking lost. Pushing off Maria-Teresa came up to him and slowed with a grab to the console. “Captain,” she said, twisting in her place. “Engineering has had an explosion at a power junction. Fire control is containing it. We have lost communication to Engineering with the cabling severed so I have brought a communicator up to talk to them. We are working on power distribution issues. Engineering 2IC is at the deflector control and are working out a fix. Power lines are fused going to the dish. We’re still struggling with power distribution and gravity. Two engineers are down.”

With that she opened the communicator [o] Bridge to Engineering. Chief, I am at the bridge and have briefed the Captain. [c]
- Maria-Teresa Morales, C Eng

Petrenkov XO/CSO

[O] Any luck figuring out what they are trying to do? And any chance that they can stop?[C]

Lt. Paige Garrison - CE

Stewart gave up trying to get the deflector dish working, no sense with it fused at the moment. Instead he hung on as he watched his boards as best he could. Being upside down made this difficult.

~Lt. Commander Alexander Stewart CAO

The rocks were thinning out which gave Helena more time to aim and maneuver, but she wasn’t so arrogant to speak up and say they were clear. She kept her focus on the sensors and the screen, continuing the Sojourner’s hobbled limp out of the field.

Lt. Laursen, Helm/Navigation Officer

Just before Natalia arrived, Maria-Teresa managed to glean from the engineer on deck what had transpired without interrupting any of the activity on the bridge otherwise. She relayed this down to engineering .. though figured the XO would have a similar report when she got there. [o] Chief, we had picked up a weak transmission and moved into an asteroid field to get closer and investigate. The asteroids were many and the ship was doing evasives to avoid them until the explosion that took out the power junction and deflector. They’ve been doing what they can to maneuver out from there utilizing nominal thruster power available. By the look of it we’re almost clear from the asteroids. [c]
-MT Morales, C Eng

[o]Understood. Do what you can to help them get out of the field as quickly as possible, and to deter them from doing that again.[c]

Lt. Paige Garrison - CE

Marie-Teresa looked around the bridge. With the way that things were it looked like artificial gravity was the priority before everyone floated about like motes in the air. [o] We will do what we can Chief [c] she said before closing the communicator. Crewman Darlene Kohl was there with her on the bridge. Two relatively inexperienced crewmen at least on the scale of rank and time compared with say Lt Green or Warrant Jackson. MT rubbed at her brow and forehead that had taken a bit of knock in her travels. “Is there any way we can isolate some power to just the bridge and get even a fraction of the gravity back?” she asked.

Darlene, a dark haired slim woman whose legs were tucked around the seat she was in to keep her steady. “Diverting power to AG would not be hard on that scale. Power is coming in here. We just have to send it to the AG emitters.” She looked about. “But what power?”

“If we take say the primary lighting and move to emergency lighting and knock out the three auxiliary station power.” She looked around her. “And the ready room and cut power to the situation room aft side. That still leaves tactical, our station, comms and helm and the viewer.” MT hung on. “Run that through a power comparison. How much would that give us for AG if we transferred that power over? Even a tenth would keep us on the deck. It would be like moon training.”

One by one Darlene isolated the power and put it in the ‘bank’ as she was thinking of it then compared that to what was needed for AG on the bridge alone. “Running the numbers. Let’s see what we get,” she said, both women peering hopefully down at the screen.
- Darlene and MT, Eng

Disabling those system and rerouting what power it freed up would give them enough juice to power the anti-grav at about half capacity on the bridge.

The ship finally cleared the asteroid field and was met with empty space ahead of them. Nothing was on sensors for several light years ahead of them.

~Creeping Dread

“Captain, we’ve cleared the astroid field,” Laursen reported. “We’re in a slight free spin though without thrusters. Using the one we have will only keep us spinning.”

Lt. Laursen, Helm/Navigation Officer

Darlene and MT looked at each other after the declaration that they were clear. Both seemed to shrug at the same time. Finally Darlene sighed and called out. “I can get us half gravity on the bridge,” she called out without saying how. That could come later. “Engaging one tenth G in 10 seconds. Another tenth every 30 seconds after that.” She hit the button for the countdowns. At the 10 second mark she felt the gentle addition of the gravity and whatever was floating to slowly descend. The two engineers looked at each other and blew out a simultaneous breath. “One down. How many to go now?” MT said quietly.
- Darlene and MT, Eng

Stewart felt himself beginning to lower as the gravity was adjusted and inwardly he sighed with relief. Though his console was dead now with the power diverted.

~Lt. Commander Alexander Stewart CAO

OOC: Tactical console is not affected. Basically killed every one that didn’t have a person at it .. Gene

The communicator brought up by the Engineer earlier chirped. The voice of the Ships medical officer came through the speakers, she sounded almost cheerful [O]Grey to Bridge, I’ve got injured trickling in but no status updates from the rest of the ship. I’m sending my other doctor, I have another doctor since five minutes ago. I’m going manual to look for patients. Triage is setup in Sickbay, do you need medics on the bridge[O] She spoke fast but still understandable.

Dr Grey- CMO

As gravity began to turn, Marceau made his way careful back to his seat, having been floating near the floor after Aiden’s rescue attempt. “Engineering, damage reports and get those engines running, medical, take care of those injured. Tactical, be at the ready. Science,” he looked at Natalia, “Keep an eye on the sensors and watch for any other trouble.”

~ Capt Renault