Big snip

The tricorder pitched up and down then almost seeming to go left and right. As the scientist looked, investigated deeper into the interface. She was reminded as she waited for a response, there was a ‘keypad’ of sorts, which was just a slight impression that would allow 14 ‘digits’ into a touch pad that seemed able to suck at the surface of the skin, much like the touchpad at the doorway..

The touchpad at the door way seemed to use chemical or dna inputs to open the door or perhaps another unknown factor.

While Jen could field strip a phaser rifle in the dark and plot out a tactical advance on the battlefield the language of science that Lexi and Cara were using was beyond him, and he was okay with that. Everyone had their strengths. Jen didn’t have to be a master of all disciplines when others were so much better. Focus on one’s strengths, he was told. Don’t try to level off what you are not good at at the expense of how you might excel when focused on one’s strengths. One must ever learn and grow, yes, but there was too much to learn in a lifetime to hope to know it all or do it all. Focus and be content. Those were the words of his old mentor and trainer many years ago. Only as he has aged some has he learned the wisdom in that. Strange how it seemed to take living to learn wisdom when the answers were all given ahead of time, and, by one’s youth, nearly always set aside.
- Jen

GM

The reaction of the scan piqued Lexi’s interest. “Someone get me some of that biometric gel,” she called out as a plan began to form in her mind.

Lexi Robbins, science

“As soon as we can find a way inta that other room,” Cara respo dedicated. They could see the vials through a window, but they were safely contained in the other room. She continued to search through the computer to discover how the containment worked or what the experiment might have been. “There may be another way inta that room, but I stopped here when I found that,” she nodded around the room and then towards the window again.

O’Farrell

Getting in the other room was as much ‘getting into another room’ as it was entering the heart of an inactive volcano that’s mouth had been sealed off. The machinery was visible through the window, but there was no apparent way to get to the three containers on the other side. Perhaps the transporter would work. It would be far safer for the biomimetic gel that could be beamed over with its container. But the dark matter and anti-matter were in magnetic bottles that did not react well to transporter beams and even a break of a microsecond of containment would mean the end of the mountain and closest 200 kilometers. And even if those 2 bottles could be successfully beamed they would then be unpowered and thus off… off meaning “BOOM”.

GM

OOC: Oh look, I posted in the wrong thread .. pasting here ..
IC:

Jen took his tricorder and scanned the door and the locking mechanism. They were not so successful in hacking the last time. He was inclined to cut his way through the door or simply beam the two into the other room like they did previously to get into the main doors. “Getting out will likely be easier than getting in,” he commented.

=^= Transporter room. Lock onto Robins and O’Farrell’s signature and beam them into the chamber two meters in front of my position. Indicate any issue with this option. =^=
Jen, XO