Posted by Gamemaster Rei (GMT) in Main Sim - Black Box

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Teller Graham (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Black Box

Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Black Box
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Teller walked into the small lab that at times was shared with engineering and sciences. Normally it was overflow but today worked perfectly. Picking up a tricorder, Teller began to scan the box that the ship almost died getting.

Teller CSO

“What’s the deal with this thing, boss?” One of the on-duty Science NE’s asked as they moved to assist. “Sounds like someone started some pew-pew outside.” Considering the alert lights being red, it wasn’t much of a scientific deduction for the NE to make.

NE Phil Nye

“Well, I am hoping this box will give us some information about what happened to the ship. As you can see we aren’t the only people interested in this lead,” Teller gestured with a head nod to the red flashing lights.” Looking at the tricorder readouts, Graham waited to see what would appear on the screen.

Teller CSO

Charle -Louis was able to peer over into the laboratory from his station in engineering. Although he didn’t have a clear view of what was going on, knew it must have been important enough for Teller and Ensign Nye to be looking into during a red alert.

=^= Commander Teller, this is Charles-Louis from engineering. Conditions are stable here at my station. If you need additional assistance in the laboratory, I am available to help as well. =^=

[Charles-Louis, Engineering]

=/\= Charles-Louis, your help would be appreciated =/\=

“I think we might need to connect the box to the the computer via a hardline maybe?” Nye suggested to Teller. “Considering it was exposed to vacuum and whatever those particles are, maybe it needs a bit of a boost?” he said, while reaching out to touch the box they just beamed on board.

NE Phil Nye

“A second pair of hands or eyes would be helpful,” he commented to the voice on the other end of the comm.

Teller

The thing about a black box was that it was hard-wired, and virtually indestructible, meaning to survive in the event of a catastrophic failure so there was some kind of record as to what happened, a record of some kind.

The tricorder showed a little ambient ionization left over, but those levels were only barely above background radiation. Perfectly safe, with about as much radiation as one might have experienced flying on an airliner in the 21st century. The beacon showed up loud and strong. Registering Federation contact, the tricorder offered to shut off the disaster beacon.

With a little fiddling, they were able to link it to the lab’s computer.

There was a lot of data on ship’s systems, the modern equivalent of avionics information, as well as sensor readouts, and all paired up in real time with the voice recording on the bridge.

Rei

“So, what did we find in our petite boîte intéressante?” Charles said, entering the room. Though he did not wait for an answer, instead looking at the readout on a console.

“This is, presumably, data from the same ship as the one debris in the cargo bay belonged to, no?” That was an actual question. He looked through to see if any of the data lined up with the information they had before, as a way to confirm.

[Charles-Louis, Engineering]