Posted by Lieutenant Draddok Ahearn (Chief Science Officer) in MAIN SIM - RCO Office

Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief Of Security /Lead RTF Officer) in MAIN SIM - RCO Office

Posted by Captain Elora Myles (Acting Commanding Officer; First Officer) in MAIN SIM - RCO Office
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Bethany entered her office. Well it was hers, but it didn’t feel like it. That was okay though. She sat at her desk and punched in her access code to pull up the information from the admiral about their target. She wasn’t sure what she was looking for, but she hoped she would recognize it when she saw it.

Lt. Gadi, RCO

The LCARS interface flickered to life under Lt. Gadi’s fingertips, the data packet from Admiral Stockton scrolling across her terminal. It wasn’t much just a compressed series of sensor logs, comm records, and one truncated video file tagged “Outpost Theta Dig Site 3.”

The playback began automatically. A shaky visual came into focus: a research tent, half-lit by portable lamps. Two civilian scientists argued just off-screen, something about field harmonics and resonant interference.

Then a ripple of static cut through the feed, and a flash of color—something bright—passed across the camera lens. The last audible words were “If it does that again, I swear.” The image froze there, mid-motion.

LCARS analysis scrolled in the corner:

GM SIM DUDE – aCO

“Well that is something to work with.” Bethany had never been given Tactical because she was good at firing chasers and targeting torpedoes. She was amazing at infiltrating enemy computer systems and FUBARing them. Picking out details from a vid was easy.

Shebpulled up her imaging analysis program and began going through each frame, each micro second at a time. She analyzed everything from the image to the audio to the metadata.

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

The imaging software worked through the corrupted frames line by line, stabilizing the feed as best it could. At first, nothing unusual appeared—just lab equipment, datapads, and the pale glow of work lamps. Then, on frame 4,127, a strange flicker registered in the background: a brief shimmer of woven texture suspended in midair. The LCARS algorithm tried to classify it—energy distortion? photonic interference?—but settled on “unidentified synthetic lattice.”

The audio reconstruction isolated a faint background layer buried beneath the scientists’ voices—a rhythmic sound, soft but deliberate. It wasn’t static or electronic hum; it was… rustling. Almost like fabric being handled or brushed together, accompanied by an irregular snapping noise, as though threads were tightening under tension. When looped and amplified, the pattern repeated every seven seconds—too structured to be random interference.

SIMGM
Executive Officer U.S.S Leviathan

“There you are,” Bethany muttered to herself. She paused the feedback and removed all the other bands and frequencies. She focused on the faint background layer, isolating and enhancing it bit by bit until she could get a clearer sound.

Then she ran the pattern through a recognition algorithm and a cypher one too. Just to see what might pop up.

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

The algorithms churned for several long seconds before settling on a result. The waveform stabilized, forming a clean pattern—a repeating pulse that wasn’t just noise, but modulation. LCARS tagged it as “structured acoustic rhythm – non-verbal code?” before cross-referencing the library. The cipher returned nothing in known languages, but the recognition algorithm did flag a match in the ambient catalog: Textile machinery, mechanical loom – 87% correlation.

The sound repeated once more through the speakers: a measured thunk-whirr… thunk-whirr… like something patiently weaving in the dark.

GM?SimOperator?
Executive Officer U.S.S Leviathan

She let the pattern repeat in the background, sinking into her subconscious where she could analyze it. Then she turned to the visual record and breaking down frame-by-frame looking for .... “Computer, send this file to the holodeck, and recreate a 3D rendering of it.” She got up and headed to the holodeck. She pressed the controls, “PROGRAM READY.” The computer chirped. Bethany entered and looked around.

OOC: She’s basically doing what Geordi did in this episode - https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/Identity_Crisis_(episode)

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

The holodeck shimmered to life, converting the static images into a full three-dimensional reconstruction of the research tent. The walls flickered between clarity and distortion as missing data filled with faint outlines. Equipment tables, storage crates, and light fixtures took shape—each tagged with soft blue holomarkers.

At the center of the room, the program froze on the anomaly frame. Suspended in the air was the faint suggestion of a textured shimmer, a web of translucent threads twisting like smoke. The holoprojectors struggled to render it, cycling through colors as if the computer couldn’t decide whether it was solid or light.

As the sequence played, that faint thunk-whirr… thunk-whirr… echoed softly through the simulation—perfectly timed with each flicker of the pattern.

Lieutenant Commander Elora Myles
Captain Officer U.S.S Leviathan

“Computer, render this pattern here as if made of dyed wool and reply,” Gadi requested.

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

“Acknowledged,” the computer intoned.

The shimmer solidified, color blooming across the projection until strands of deep crimson and gold twisted together like spun wool. The pattern hung there—impossibly suspended in midair, forming what looked disturbingly like a half-finished piece of fabric. Each thread undulated slightly, as though tugged by invisible hands continuing work unseen.

The rhythmic thunk-whirr grew louder for a moment, then subsided again, almost expectant—waiting, as if the simulation itself had stirred something awake.

GM?

Bethany studied the image for several long moments in silence. Then she stepped back where she could see the whole scene more easily. “Computer, replay, at half speed.” As it played she watched what the scientists were doing/saying and the tapestry. Trying to see if there was a correlation between the two.

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

The playback resumed in slow motion, the hum of the holodeck deepening as the scene unfolded. The two scientists moved methodically around their instruments—one adjusting a sensor array, the other arguing over harmonic readings.

Every time their gestures neared the shimmer’s location, the lattice reacted: a faint brightening, the threads tightening as if listening. When one of them laughed nervously, the pattern pulsed once, echoing the rhythm of the sound.

Audio filters caught a soft spike in subspace interference perfectly synchronized with each emotional inflection. Whatever this thing was, it wasn’t just reflecting light or energy—it was responding to attention.

Lieutenant Commander Elora Myles
Executive Officer U.S.S Leviathan

Bethany played the scene several times to make sure she hadn’t missed anything. Then she called in her RTF team, letting them watch and observe. “We’ll need direct observation before we can make a formal plan. Start brainstorming.” She dismissed them and tapped her combadge. =/\=Gadi to Ahearn. Lt. if you have time I have something in the holodeck I would like you to take a look at concerning our new mission.=/\=

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

=/\= Of course. It’s not like I’m busy wadin’ through tha detritus of an office whoever the hell was here before me left. =/\= came the terse response, followed by an audible cutting off it the comms . But a few minutes later the new CSO walked down the passageway towards the holodrco and the Security Chief. “Dunno how much help I’ll be, Lieutenant. I’m still tryin’ ta figure out what exactly the hell this ship is besides a menagerie of nightmares.”

Ahearn, Chief Science Officer

The security chief cracked a smile alone there in the holodeck as she waited. He had a great accent too. All that snark in that voice made her grin. When he came in, Gadi snorted. “That’s exactly what it is,” she said with a hint of disgust and something else in her voice. “I called you here to get your take on what I found.” She pointed at the spectral weaving in the air. “So after some clearing up of the video and audio feed this is what I’ve got from the security records from our current mission.”

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF