Posted by Ensign Elemirre Serinde (Engineering Officer) in Engineering - Thruster Repair

Posted by Commander Natalia Ivanka Petrenkov (Executive Officer/Chief Science Officer) in Engineering - Thruster Repair

Posted by Ensign Elemirre Serinde (Engineering Officer) in Engineering - Thruster Repair
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OOC: Looked through the specs and there is nothing related to thrusters and attitude control so unless someone has another idea I will assume it is in some way related to the impulse engines and will place the thruster controls associated with the Upper Impulse Engine region on E Deck, aft area.
IC:

Jackson, Fawkes, Seifu, and Green shot up to the E deck where the impulse reactor controls were. There were port and starboard thruster stations with engine monitors and access ports in between. “Fawkes, Jackson,” Green said, “spread out at the Port thrusters and check for damage. Bekele and I will take the Starboard thrusters. Shout if you have anything.” With that each team of two split up and began checking out the status and issues with the thrusters ..

Below them they could hear the distant sounds of damage control still happening with cleanup and work. Idly he thought that as was typical Serinde disappeared rather than stay put in the group to be useful. He would have to bring that up with the Chief.
- Engineers at Work

OOC: Bump for GM .. one more :)

Jackson and Fawkes nodded at Green, their senior. Both experienced Engineers, they shot off over to the port thrusters and began to inspect them for damage. It didn’t look good. They looked at each other and nodded, as though they were telepathically linked. They weren’t of course, they had just known each other long enough that they could communicate with looks rather than words, like a decades long marriage.
“It doesn’t look good Greenie.” Fawkes called out.
“This port thruster has taken a hit, we’ll need to do a bodge job to get it functional again.” The starboard thruster was in better shape. It had taken a minor scrape and would only need a clean up.

Temp GM

Bekele rubbed at his bald head. “Not bad Lt. I can get this tidied up. PO Clark could give me a hand and we’ll get this done more quickly. Aeled is a solid worker and can get in there.” About that time they each heard the call from the others. Green’s eyes narrowed at hearing the clipped British accent of Emerson Fawkes. “If he said Greenie I’ll have him on report faster than I would with Serinde.” Stowing that thought he clapped Bekele’s shoulder. “Get on that. I’ll see what the fuss is about. If Jackson says it’s bad then it’s bad.”

“No L. T. I said “It doesn’t look good. Where’s my beanie?” Sorry.” He replied apologetically, he turned and grinned at Jackson who whacked him in the arm and shook his head.

The frown and narrowed dark eyes of Lt Green suggested he didn’t believe it, but he turned away. There were bigger things to worry about, for now.

Moving over he bent to look at things. And scowled. “That’s going to take an EVA team and some quick work with Serinde in the machine shop.” Feeling gravity returning after hearing Sasha he said, “Something is going right but that boy sounds like a sick seal when he shouts.” With a tug at his shovel like beard he said, “Okay, Jackson, collect Rick. He was a base mechanic on shuttles and ships. He’ll be good here. Galen too.” He looked down at Sasha. “Take Ensign Gagarin too. He should have the experience. I’ll let him know and brief the chief.”

Jackson nodded.
“Aye, I’ll go get him. He’s probably fumbling around with a screwdriver.” He replied grinning. Rick, Galen and Gagarin He repeated in his head.
“Oi Rick, Galen. Where you at?” He called as he moved away.
“Over here.” A booming voice called back. Jackson sighed in frustration.
“And where exactly is here?”
“We’re near the power relays.”
“Which ones?”
“The gravity power relays.” Jackson sighed again and moved off.

On his way down the ladder he ran into Serinde. “Nice work on the power,” he began. “Walk with me.” Moving to the aft of engineering El smoothly kept pace despite her shorter stature.
“Ship has been sabotaged, Lt. Power routed to the plasma cannons. If we had fired them .. bad things would have happened,” El reported.
“What are you talking about?” Damage was one thing but this put it on a new level. “Look, you have about a half hour before you are going to be busy in your shop in fixing the port thruster. You have that long to verify your claims above just a system error.” He paused. “Good catch though. Make it fast.”

Any time now he expected the Chief to come in. Good news bad news. Worse news. “Sasha! Collect Galen and Rick and report to Jackson. You’re going EVA to assess and repair the port thruster.”
Er, many engineers

OOC: Bump :)

Temp GM

It didn’t take much time for the EVA group to come together. Sasha had the wide eyed look of excitement. For him doing an EVA was akin to his ancestor Yuri and the early cosmonauts and their first trips out in space. Rick and Galen just looked at each other. For Galen, it seemed that an EVA suit was his second uniform in situations. Rick, however kept his anxiety down. He had worked mainly on shuttles on the ground. Suits were mildly claustrophobic for him and he knew he would sweat in it. A lot. ‘It’ll be good for me. It’ll be good for me,’ he kept thinking to himself. Jackson, in his southern States accent, faced them. “The port thruster took an asteroid hit and we need to go out and do what we can to bring it to operational state.”

He paused and glanced at a scanner. “Galen and Rick. You two will take out the plasma torch and be ready to cut away sections. I’ll gauge damage and we’ll assess needs. Ensign, I know you are ranking and defer to you. It would do us good if you could be in communication with Ensign Serinde for material needs and if anything needs to be custom made by her.” Jackson was being diplomatic, Sasha knew. Sasha, with this being his first posting, and Jackson was the ranking NCO with almost two decades of experience on him, was kind to include him. The Russian knew he was there for the experience. Maybe he could be of use too.
“Those are good recommendations, Warrant Officer,” he said. “Are there any visuals yet for exterior damage?”
Jackson shook his head. “Not yet. We’ve only just discovered the problem. Our eyes will be the first.” He paused and looked at Sasha, and tipped his head in his direction. It took Sasha a couple of seconds to catch on.
“Let’s suit up then,” he said. “Sooner out. Sooner fixed.”

They moved off and got themselves ready, collected equipment and moved themselves to the nearest airlock. To Sasha, he felt like the early cosmonauts walking in their suits to the rocket.
- Various Engineers

Before sealing his helmet Sasha went to a wall comms unit and pressed the switch. [o] Bridge this is Ensign Gagarin. We are about to initiate EVA to fix the damaged port thruster. Please confirm we are a go for egress. [c] He looked around at the others. Rick looked a little green but that may have been the lighting. The Warrant Officer looked at the hatch display while Galen shifted on his feet while holding the gear in a gloved hand.
- Gagarin