Posted by Gamemaster Nosferatu (GM) in Main Sim: Aboard Shuttle Copernicus Ancient Derelict – Docking Chamber

Posted by Lieutenant T’Sol (Second Officer / Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Aboard Shuttle Copernicus Ancient Derelict – Docking Chamber

Posted by Gamemaster Nosferatu (GM) in Main Sim: Aboard Shuttle Copernicus Ancient Derelict – Docking Chamber
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻
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OOC: I appreciate that this has been handled off the boards, but my character will have been most miffed that his ‘British’ telling off wasn’t heeded… talking of which:

Will cleared his throat. “Lieutenants”, he said, crisply. “I thought I had made myself clear that you both needed to remain civil. Continue the way you’re going, and you both will be ensigns.” he said, grumpily.

“Now, on with the mission,” he said, matter-of-factly.

John sets up the communicators so they can stay in contact. Then he pulls out a phaser that was locked on stun so she can at least defend herself. “Ok the scan shows us a few hallways and paths, but I’m going to do a handheld scan to see what path still have atmosphere so we can breath

Lt. John Forster (CWO)

“Of course Mr. Forster. Ill take the other to see if the same thing is over there. Ill contact you once I’m there. If there isn’t any atmosphere I’ll come back to you once I’m done. Unless my scans tells me otherwise.” She replied in a much more calmer and more logical.

Lieutenant T’Sol
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Chernov

John handed her a rebreather just in case if she needs it. Then he turned and slowly walked down one of the pathways that was lit and had atmosphere his scanner was doing scans every few feet. He was surprised how this vessel was able to stay together mostly in this weird storm of chaos. And how this entity was able to use the vessel as a conduit for itself keeping certain areas powered with atmosphere without any sort of energy reading it was fascinating. If the old man silver was here, he will be jumping for joy. He was the scientist, not John.

Lt. John Forster (CWO)

She went her direction and figured out something. But nothing quite like she had ever encountered.

Lieutenant T’Sol
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Chernov

OOC: Okay I am going to repost this paragraph because I need to know exactly where each of you are heading.
‘Science sensors detected an immense network of geometric structures buried beneath the deck, all resonating with the same harmonic frequency as the illuminated corridor. The formations appeared to be part of a single integrated system extending throughout the vessel rather than isolated machinery. Preliminary mapping suggested the pathway led toward the ship’s command and navigation center, while deeper scans hinted at scientific laboratories, biological containment facilities, engineering spaces surrounding an unstable subspace power core, and habitation decks where isolated pockets of atmosphere still remained. Much of the vessel, however, remained hidden behind persistent subspace phase distortions.’

So if each of you could tell which area you are heading to I can post a description of your travel there:)

Nosferatu
Your Darkest Nightmare

OOC: I believe I’m going right and him left.

Lieutenant T’Sol
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Chernov

Will looked up from his tricorder. “Ok, let’s split up; but keep on open communications channel. Forster, head towards what look like the engineering spaces. T’Sol, head to the science labs. I’ll head towards the command centre.”

Cmdr William Archer
First Officer

“Yes sir.” She replied as she headed towards the science labs. She kept her communicator in hand as she used her tricorder and started to scan.

Lieutenant T’Sol
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Chernov

The Away Team separated at the junction, their open communicator channel providing the only immediate connection between them as each followed a different branch of the illuminated pathway. Behind them, the route back toward the shuttle remained marked by the same pale blue-white light that had guided them into the derelict.

Forster’s route toward the engineering spaces descended gradually into the vessel. His tricorder continued to confirm breathable atmosphere along the illuminated path, although pressure fluctuated slightly from one section to another. The corridors became increasingly industrial in appearance as he progressed, widening around enormous structural supports that disappeared into the deck and overhead bulkheads. The geometric formations beneath the deck grew denser, their harmonic resonance strengthening with every junction he crossed.

Several passages branching away from his route were exposed to vacuum or concealed behind the same subspace distortions that had frustrated the Chernov’s earlier scans. The illuminated pathway avoided each of them, leading Forster deeper toward the source of the vessel’s power. His tricorder gradually began detecting increasing subspace instability ahead, consistent with the location of the suspected power core. Whatever machinery awaited him remained beyond another series of corridors, but the route toward Engineering remained accessible.

T’Sol’s path toward the scientific laboratories took her in another direction, where the architecture gradually changed. The broad passage narrowed before opening into a succession of interconnected chambers. Atmospheric readings remained within survivable limits, although her tricorder detected several sealed compartments beyond the walls where the environment differed considerably from the corridor around her.

The geometric network beneath the deck extended into those chambers and branched throughout the surrounding structure with extraordinary complexity. Her tricorder began identifying unusual residual energy patterns ahead, along with traces of biological material that did not correspond with anything presently living within the corridor. Several chambers appeared completely inaccessible because of localized phase distortions, while others remained physically intact. The illuminated pathway continued directly toward the largest concentration of scientific readings.

Archer’s route toward the command and navigation center climbed gradually toward the interior of the derelict. Unlike the paths taken by Forster and T’Sol, the corridor ahead grew progressively wider. Repeating geometric patterns appeared along the walls and ceiling, their illumination responding sequentially as he passed beneath them.

His tricorder confirmed that the buried network converged increasingly around his route. What had appeared elsewhere as individual geometric structures became an intricate interconnected lattice extending through the deck, walls and overhead supports. Navigation-related energy signatures began appearing ahead, although none resembled conventional computer processors, control circuitry or sensor interfaces.

Eventually, the passage before Archer opened into a broad ascending corridor. Beyond it, his tricorder indicated an immense chamber positioned near what preliminary scans had identified as the vessel’s command center.

Throughout all three journeys, their communicators remained connected. Then, almost simultaneously, each communicator produced a faint burst of static. It lasted less than a second before the channel cleared. None of their tricorders immediately identified its source.

The three Starfleet officers were now moving separately through different sections of the ancient vessel, each following an illuminated path deeper into a ship that appeared to be guiding them toward precisely where they had chosen to go.

Nosferatu
Your Darkest Nightmare

John took his time looking around the engineering area of the vessel. Technology seemed pretty advanced. Some of it seemed pretty standard as he continue looking around, taking readings and taking pictures of the technology and other systems that looked interesting. He continued his way, taking scans and making sure he’s staying within the field of breathable air.

Lt. John Forster (CWO)

T’Sol had continued her scans all the way to the science lab and opened up her communicator. =o= Commander, Lieutenant. I’m not getting anything however, it is very breathable. How about you two?=o= she sat there and asked.

Lieutenant T’Sol
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Chernov

OOC: Science there were some things for you to check out here:
‘ The geometric network beneath the deck extended into those chambers and branched throughout the surrounding structure with extraordinary complexity. Her tricorder began identifying unusual residual energy patterns ahead, along with traces of biological material that did not correspond with anything presently living within the corridor. Several chambers appeared completely inaccessible because of localized phase distortions, while others remained physically intact. The illuminated pathway continued directly toward the largest concentration of scientific readings.’

IC:

John took his time moving through the vessel’s engineering section, allowing his tricorder to record continuously as he studied the unfamiliar machinery around him. The compartment was considerably larger than a conventional Starfleet engineering space, extending across several interconnected levels surrounding what appeared to be the ship’s primary power and propulsion systems.

Much of the equipment was recognizable in function, if not in design. Heavy conduits disappeared into bulkheads and deck plating, connecting banks of machinery that appeared devoted to power distribution, environmental control, propulsion, and structural support. Other systems were considerably more difficult to identify. Tall cylindrical assemblies rose through openings between decks, their surfaces covered with recessed panels and narrow channels that occasionally pulsed with faint light. Nearby, bundles of conduits converged around machinery whose purpose his tricorder could not immediately determine.

The engineering spaces also showed their age. Dust and debris covered sections of the deck, several access panels stood open, and some consoles remained completely dark. Yet other systems continued operating despite the vessel’s condition. Low vibrations could be felt through the deck plating, accompanied by the intermittent hum of machinery somewhere deeper within the ship.

What appeared to be the main engineering control area occupied an elevated platform overlooking much of the compartment. Its consoles were arranged around a central display containing unfamiliar symbols, diagrams, and constantly changing patterns. Several stations still possessed power, suggesting that portions of the vessel’s engineering network remained functional.

As John continued taking photographs and tricorder scans, his readings confirmed that the breathable atmosphere remained confined to the same limited field surrounding him. Beyond its boundary, the ancient engineering compartment remained as inhospitable as the rest of the derelict.

There was considerably more here than he could examine quickly. Whatever civilization had constructed the vessel, its engineers had built systems that were simultaneously recognizable in purpose and distinctly alien in execution—and some of them were apparently still running.

Nosferatu
Your Darkest Nightmare

OOC: Sorry. ‘ The geometric network beneath the deck extended into those chambers and branched throughout the surrounding structure with extraordinary complexity. Her tricorder began identifying unusual residual energy patterns ahead, along with traces of biological material that did not correspond with anything presently living within the corridor. Several chambers appeared completely inaccessible because of localized phase distortions, while others remained physically intact. The illuminated pathway continued directly toward the largest concentration of scientific readings.’

IC: T’Sol was walking and it started to give something unusual to her. She then opened her communicator =o= I believe I have found some sort of “living” presense in my direction. Not sure if it is a completely breathable but I’m going in to investigate.=o= she told the other two.

Lieutenant T’Sol
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Chernov

T’Sol’s tricorder continued registering the biological traces as she followed the illuminated pathway deeper into the scientific section. The readings strengthened as she approached the next chamber, but the instrument stubbornly refused to classify them as conventional life signs. There was no detectable respiration, circulatory activity, movement, or metabolic process associated with them.

The corridor opened into a broad laboratory complex. Unlike the passage behind her, much of the chamber remained intact. Rows of low workstations extended along either side, their surfaces formed from the same unfamiliar material found throughout the derelict. Several still emitted faint pulses of energy, while others had gone completely dark. Along the chamber’s outer wall stood a series of tall cylindrical enclosures.

T’Sol’s tricorder immediately identified them as the source of the biological readings. Most were empty, damaged, or concealed behind localized phase distortions. Three, however, remained accessible to her scans. Within each was a collection of desiccated organic material surrounded by an intricate framework of crystalline and metallic structures. Whatever had once occupied the enclosures had been biological, but the tricorder detected no evidence that anything inside remained alive.

Then another reading appeared. One enclosure farther down the chamber registered differently from the others. The biological material within it was equally ancient, but a weak energy pattern continued to move through the surrounding framework at regular intervals. Each pulse corresponded precisely with the harmonic frequency T’Sol had been detecting throughout the vessel.

Her tricorder chirped again. For a fraction of a second, it registered a life sign. Then nothing. Several seconds passed before the reading appeared again definitely one life sign before it vanished again. T’Sol’s tricorder automatically attempted to compensate for the surrounding phase distortion, but the result remained unchanged. Whatever occupied the enclosure seemed to move intermittently between a detectable biological state and something the tricorder could not perceive.

At the same moment, something changed elsewhere in the laboratory. A faint mechanical sound came from the corridor behind her. Her tricorder detected a small artificial object for less than a second before the contact vanished entirely. The laboratory became silent again, leaving only the periodic harmonic pulse from the enclosure ahead.

Nosferatu
Your Darkest Nightmare

Nosferatu
Your Darkest Nightmare

John was on the other end of the vessel he opened up a small access compartment to look at the internals of some of the diagnostic equipment in the engine room. He continued to take scans and images for Starfleet into you later then he looked around and wondered if this place had any security vaults for weapons, and he did a basic search on his track recorder for any weapon residue.

Lt. John Forster (CWO)