Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in USS Dragoon

Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in USS Dragoon

Posted by Lieutenant Michael Gould (Chief Engineer) in USS Dragoon
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He was able to assess the logs of the COS, CMO and the COO. The strange thing about the logs was that they all seem to end to abruptly. There were not entries that indicated that there were booby traps or extra security precautions implemented.

GM

“That’s weird. Nothing in any officer’s log about extra security. Weird thing is, they all look cut off. Well. Either the entries just suddenly ended, or something is missing. Let’s get started on bringing on backup power. Let’s see…” He looked around the engine room. “this is Pendragon Class? Should be a manual override for emergency backup power somewhere.” He closed his eyes to recall exactly where and how it would work.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

The manual override was where the CE thought.

“This mystery is REALLY getting mysterious,” Jason commented. “Let me get this straight; absolutely NOTHING was wrong with the Dragoon but everything is turned off anyways? What happened to the crew, were they beamed off by whoever’s on the planet?”

Jason Harn, XO, reminding Luke about the clue he found but didn’t report to the rest of us

“The data suggests that they were self-transported by design off the ship. The rest of the ship was shut down by automatic programming. The microwaves seemed to catch them by surprise. My tricorder does not detect any booby traps. I am unimpressed, by the level of caution.”

“Hmm, perhaps they left someone in stasis in Medical?”
Kolar

The tricorder showed no life signs left on the ship except the away team.

GM

“Wait a second,” Jason protested. “They left BY DESIGN?” he repeated in an almost comical concern. “As in one minute they were fine and the next minute they just all get up and decide to leave the ship? That isn’t natural. Could it be some sort of mind control? That could effect EVERYONE on an ENTIRE STARSHIP?” he shuddered as he was briefly taken back to the B movies of his youth. Such things had only happened in science fiction when Jason was young but apparently he had traveled far enough into the future where such things became a reality. Despite the heat returning to the room when Ghould restored life support, Jason’s face was pale and bloodless when he removed his oxygen mask.

Jason Harn, XO, trying not to go mad from the revelation

=^=Parker to Harn on Dragoon. They are going to fire that weapon again in 3 minutes. Were targeting it with a photon torpedo. Firing in 2 minutes.=^=

Parker CO

=^=Oh my G*d,=^= the first officer gasped. =^=Er, um, I mean, acknowledged!=^= Jason stammered as he hastily looked this way and that as if scanning for predators. It was unnerving to watch someone of Jason’s size turning right and left, almost dancing in place with that look of alarm in his eyes.

The Counselor had been standing off to the side as everyone was conversating about what to do next. “Commander....” Trevor said as he removed his mask. “I’m not too familiar with this ship’s design or security features, but wouldn’t the ship carry cameras in some of the vital locations?” The Lieutenant asked.

CNS

“We won’t need to see the footage if we don’t get the shields online if what I think is going to happen happens!” Jason called out as he dashed over to a nearby console. “We’ve got to raise the shields! Kolar, when the logs abruptly stopped, the shields weren’t up, right?”

Jason Harn, XO, trying to figure out how to raise the shields from engineering (assuming that power has been restored to the shields in the first place)

Ch’zaolrirh had a few ideas, but given the intensity of the microwave they encountered, he doubted that any of them would work. As chief of security, his primary concern wasn’t the safety of the ship, but of the away team. He made a suggestion to the senior officers: “The safest course of action would be to beam back to the Olinski. If that Microwave penetrated the hull of this ship, I’m doubtful the shields will be enough to stop it.”

COS Ch’zaolrirh

Michael stood up wordlessly, moved around the crew, navigating to the manual override for backup power. It took some strength to pull the lever to bring back power. As it clicked into place, he stepped back and looked up at the lights, hoping they would come back on. “Come on.” he whispered to himself.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

The fusion generators kicked into action and the back up power was on. It took 30 seconds for the impulse engines to come online. Restarting the warp core would need a little more time. Definitely more than the time they had.

GM

“You’re right, Thell,” Jason nodded once he ceased his unseemly haste. “It takes an hour to restore warp power from nothing. Our only chance is to beam back to the Olinski before they raise their shields.” He tapped his combadge. =^=Harn to Olinski, we’re ready to return home. Beam the away team back with all due speed,=^= he ordered grimly.

Jason Harn, XO

As they awaited a response, the COS thought aloud, “I think we managed to gather some valuable information just the same. Perhaps the Olinski can tow the Dragoon out of range once the next wave passes…”

Fumbling with his now half off cold suit, the Andorian anxiously awaited their extraction from the Dragoon.

COS Ch’zaolrirh