Posted by Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious (GMT) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay 1

Posted by Commander Garinder’Jen th’Jir (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay 1

Posted by Commander Garinder’Jen th’Jir (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay 1
Jen and the ensign departed the bridge taking the emergency tube down. Each step presented a numb pain about his knee but he was able to nurse that one the short distance. “What’s your name, Ensign?” he asked as his feet touched down on deck 2. The bay was aft but here the deck was simply not that big. Waiting for the ensign to join him he squinted through the emergency lighting down along the dim corridor.

When he heard the soft fall of the Ensign he began the march, albeit with a limp, toward the aft area and the Bay 1 Control Room. From there he could take the internal personnel lift down or stairs. He just needed in to see what could be done. “What’s your specialty, Ensign?” he asked. There wasn’t much on Deck 2 and he didn’t expect to see anyone here. Diplomatic hall, bridge support systems, holo projection .. it would be a surprise to see anyone as they made their way along the slightly curved corridor and trying not to pay too much attention to the creaking sounds about them.
- Jen, XO

OOC: Moving this right along ..
IC:
With a screech the two of them pried the doors to the Bay 1 Control room open just enough to slip through. As expected most of the consoles were dark. What Jen was looking for was beyond through the room observation window to the Bay deck below. Four armadillos and two runabouts. Something must be in working order even if they couldn’t get outside. Well, where there was a will there was a way and if they had to make a hole in the doors to get out in order to see they would. “Can you bring up any of the bay controls?” he asked the Ensign as he studied the six craft below.
- Jen, XO

OOC: Apologies I missed this!

The ensign nodded thoughtfully, a determined look in her eyes. “If the power being generated isn’t being fully consumed, we should be able to reroute some of it to activate the consoles,” she said, tapping her fingers on the panel in front of her. “However, opening doors and getting a shuttle out might pose another challenge entirely. The docking mechanisms and shuttle bay doors require a significant amount of power, and given our current situation, it’s going to be tricky.”

Jen thought that there were always ways around that but one thing at a time. In this event there weren’t options for skipping steps too quickly. “One step at a time. We’re taking the hill closest to us, not the one in the distance.” That being said, if there was a time to be quick it was now with possible intruders getting aboard. The upside was that if there were intruders with beaming technology then that would have been done already rather than the laborious and noisy way of cutting through the hull.

She paused, glancing at the officer beside her. “But it’s not impossible. If I can manage to reroute the power efficiently, we might just be able to pull it off.” Her voice was filled with a mix of determination and cautious optimism. “Want me to start?” she asked, her hands already hovering over the controls, ready to spring into action.

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

“Do it,” he said. “I’m going down to determine if I can get any of those craft going.” With that he exited out the way and down the ladder, not trusting the lift to have power to it. He may check for the way up, however.
-Jen, XO