Posted by Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious (GMT) in [AE] - For all Narvhalarians

Posted by Commander Garinder’Jen th’Jir (Executive Officer) in [AE] - For all Narvhalarians

Posted by Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious (GMT) in [AE] - For all Narvhalarians
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OOC: Specs show ‘Also contained here is the much smaller Flea’tan Compression Relay Jump Core module: this two deck module aligns itself to the rear of the Class X warp core on decks 40 and 41 .. I vaguely recall the Flea’tan but do not know what this is. Anyone?

OOC: Bump .. gene

=^= We’re using the shuttle to power the ship, it would take an hour or so to undo the quick gerry rig we done, its not pretty down here. Would you like us to detatch one of the shuttles and begin making it space-worthy again? =^=

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

=/\=Do it and get me my sensor up=/\= Kelly added to the already impossible list. Touching her head, Kelly felt the knot and winced slightly.

“We need to figure out if the Narvhalarians have seen us or the Romulans.” There was no need to state that the Atlantis could not go toe to toe with the Romulans however if they needed help, Kelly would provide it.

Looking at her XO Kelly scowled. “I need this ship back together Jen. We have already brought the ship limping home from the ellipse incident with the Great One. I swear if I have to hear another joke about how women crash starships.” It was a good-natured jab and running joke however Rachel, Deanna, and Beverly all had put ships down in one fashion or another. Now Kelly was being added to the list not once but probably twice.

Kelly Bordeaux CO

As the commander’s words lingered in the air, a sudden, unsettling sound reverberated through the ship. The Atlantis groaned and shuddered as if being gripped by an invisible force, its metal frame creaking and protesting under the strain. In the tense silence that ensued, the crew exchanged uneasy glances, their senses on high alert. The dim emergency lighting cast eerie shadows across the bridge, heightening the sense of foreboding that hung heavy in the air. With each groan and shudder of the ship, the feeling of unease intensified, as if the very fabric of reality itself were being warped.

As the mysterious force continued to press against the Atlantis, its systems flickered and faltered before settling again. But the silence was shattered by the unmistakable sound of metal scraping against metal, emanating from the outer edge of the ship’s hull. Whatever was out there, whatever unseen entity was attaching itself to their vessel.

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

Jen looked around as though that were the direction of ‘up’ that the sound was coming from. “I don’t like the sound of that,” he said. Pushing himself off from the console he was leaning against he said, “Captain, Engineering must be using ships from Bays 2, 3 or 4. Bay 1 is far too far from engineering to do any of their wizardry of hooking up temporary power that quickly. Bay 1 is a couple of decks down and holds 4 Armadillos and 2 Runabouts. One of those must surely be spaceworthy to at least take us out. If so then engineering could keep the link with their shuttle.”

He chuckled which annoyingly sent a shot of dull pain through his head. “You could be the first woman to have crashed a starship while holding station. That is impressive by any standard.”
- Jen, XO

“I have always wanted to make the history books,” she let out distracted chuckle. Tapping her comm badge she contacted Engineering. =/\=Tell me that crunching and grinding is your engineering wizardry =/\=. The sound and sensation felt larger than a few shuttles. Right now Kelly was running under the assumption that they were hit with an energy wave but what if it was something else. “I feel like we are being depth charged. You know like in those old history holos,” she commented off hand.

Kelly Bordeaux CO

“Except in those the subs could move most of the time.” came Mardusk’s voice. He was now sitting against the wall and holding his broken ribs. His head hurt and the pressure on his back from where he leaned was like fire along his spine. But at least he could wiggle his fingers and toes, so that was good. “What the hell happened?” he asked.

Mardusk, CoS

“Glad to see your back,” Kelly commented. The tone was full of relief. The Orion looked like he went ten rounds with the Grim Reaper but was man was still up and about. “How are you feeling?” The second question was sincere but both she and Mardusk knew it was more about if he was able to get back to duty or needed to lay up in Sickbay. There was not judgement in her second question. It was entirely information-seeking.

Jen moved over to where Mardusk was sitting. “They went to warp. Something they did generated a rather substantial wave. That’s our best action, reaction guess.” He wanted to kneel to be at level with Mardusk but not with his knee as it was. “Anything I can do for you?” he asked.

Peter looked towards the Security Chief “No information, most screens are dead still gathering intel” He answered in a serious tone then smiled slightly “Might want to invest in straps” He said drily, his left hand was still mostly unusable so he couldn’t really think of something more witty.

CIO

“Captain, with your permission I want to go down to the shuttle bay a deck down and see what things are like there and if we can use anything to get eyes on the situation. Even the runabout, if we can power it up and engage the sensor suite we can at least figure out what is causing the ship to groan like we’re a submarine too far down.” Jen was looking at the emergency ladder. He wasn’t sure about trusting the lift with power so limited and in need elsewhere.
- Jen, XO

Just as Kelly was about to respond a voice come through the emergency comms.

=^= Two and Three Commander, bay four was a hell of a mess we have damage control teams having to use anti-grav lifts to shift the debris and shuttles, we’re lucky nobody was in there else they’d have been crushed.=^= There was a shout from the corridor entrance, an engineers words carried to Jaxon, =^= Wait a moment Commander, we’re…=^= The line was cut short.

After a short pause…

=^= Commander, I’m getting reports of something on the outer hull I haven’t dispatched anyone out there yet, do you know about it?=^=

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

=^= We don’t know. What location is this coming from? Deck? Section? =^= Jen said then emitted a quick Andorian curse when he moved a bit quick for his knee.

=^=Deck twenty-nine, between sections twelve and fourteen, large enough to be a small ship but were literally going of sounds at this point=^=

“Captain we may be running out of time. I’m going to try and see if I can’t get some eyes from the runabouts or armadillos. If something is out there we have to see. Recommend that we dispatch security and marines to the location.” He glanced over to Mardusk. “Commander, do you feel up to coordinating the troops?” Inwardly he hoped there were enough who were not too injured to form a squad.
- Jen, XO

“Go,” Kelly stated. Jen was born and bred for this job. His entire career was based in the Marines and not all a Marines job was fighting. They were highly skilled in tactics and reconnaissance. “Take whoever you need.”

Kelly Bordeaux CO

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

Before Jen exited the bridge he made a call. =^= Jen to Marines. I need you to form two squads out of whoever is most mobile. We have a report of an object on the hull. Deck 29 sections 12 to 14 roughly. Engineering is going by sound. I need you to find it and secure the area in case of a breach. Outfit with tactical tricorders. Identify what you can. Report back. Note this accident is the result of the warp experiment gone bad. It was not an attack. Note too that a Romulan ship was detected moments before we were hit. They were hit bad too. Initial orders: Secure the area. Detect the cause. Contain any intruders. =^=

“Captain, I’ll see if we can get anything going in the bay then head down to the trouble spot. If we can get a shuttle out all the better. I’ll report back.” He looked at a crewman who looked somewhat mobile. “You, ensign, with me.”
- Jen, XO

So far engineering had reported through the display that their jerry rig backups were working allowing them to carry out essential repairs with the report suggesting the ships would be of the proverbial life support and able to act independently within hours through a dry dock visit was recommended, additional reports from Seucirty and Marines that a hull breach had occurred and the possible intruders would soon be known to them.

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

OOC: Coping this over.

=/\=Bridge what is going on. We have a lot of casualties coming in. Dr. Shan and I are going to re-route all injuries to Sickbay. Please advise if this is not possible.=/\=

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

With the engineering teams working tirelessly they were able to get online the short-range proximity sensors online, they would show that one of the Narvhalarians ship was currently attached to their outer hull.

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

=^= Bridge, Jen. We have some power in the Shuttle Bay. I’m inspecting the runabouts now. =^=

A minute later …

=^= Jen to Bridge. Captain, five Narvhalarians have breached the hull on Deck 29. Marines are present. I might suggest we have an improvised first contact here that may be better suited for you than a squad of marines. =^=
Jen, XO

OOC: Anyone alive on the bridge? ..

The on duty bridge officer finally answered, =^= The captain is currently dealing with an important matter XO, I have the CONN but for first contact I think you’re in charge right now.=^=

Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious
GMT
USS Atlantis

There was a pause. =^= On my way. Advise me if there are any further attempts to breach the hull =^=
- Jen, XO