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USS Europa

Bridge - Encounter in Deep Space

Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Bridge - Encounter in Deep Space

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Cassidy Abrams (Chief of Security) in Bridge - Encounter in Deep Space

Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Bridge - Encounter in Deep Space
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OOC: Feel free to insert yourselves at any point if you want to do something in space. I’m still looking for a GM.

IC: Stars streaked past on the viewscreen as Europa made its merry way along at warp speed. The Bridge was relatively quiet as instruments beeped and booped like they usually do. NE Keynes sat at the flight control console, and he was bored. They had been following the same course for a whole week. There was not much for him to do here. He was so bored he began brushing his mustache with his finger, just to have something to do. Then when that failed to be entertaining, he decided to take a real risk, and engage NE Hayek at the Ops station in conversation.

“How much longer do you think it will be?” he asked with his English accent.
“Huh?” she asked. She was surprised by the question.
“That we will stay on this course.”
“You can see that on your own panel there.”
“Something will interrupt us.”
“So?”
“How long do you think it will be?”
“I don’t know.”
“Guess.”
“No.”
“Come on, guess.”
“You’re whining like a little kid.”
“Am not.”
“That’s exactly what a little kid would say.”
“Why would you-”

Their rather juvenile discussion was cut short by a series of beeps from both their consoles.

“Are you seeing this on sensors?”
“Yes. Point zero three light years away. Whatever it is we almost missed it…”

– ?

Cassidy was on duty, covering the bridge until a more senior officer took over, and while the discussion was remarkably silly, she hadn’t seen a ned to intervene… yet. “Report,” she called out calmly. “What’s on sensors?”

Abrams, COS

“Small object, approximately five meters wide,” NE Hayek reported. “Approximate mass of 260 kilograms. Metallic composition. Electromagnetic spectrum emissions. It’s hard to resolve from this distance.”

“Sounds like a probe,” NE Keynes guessed.

“Could be.”

– ?

“Can the computer match the metallic composition at all? Is it a Federation probe? And what’s its trajectory?” Abrams said, frowning. She doubted it or someone would have said. But before they started doing anything, she wanted to be at least see if they could ID the thing. She preferred to at least have a tiny bit of information before she called anyone else into this.

Abrams, COS

There were beep-boop-beep noises as the named nameless ensigns kept trying to figure out what it was.

“Sensor readings do not match any space probe or vessel known to the computer,” NE Hayek said. “Closest match seems to be from Earth history. Similarities to old-NASA space probe Pioneer 11. Conventional radio antennas, including one rather large dish. Hydrazine based monopropellant. Radioisotope thermoelectric generators for power.”

“Interesting,” Abrams said, setting her hands on her hips.

“Plotting trajectory,” said NE Keynes. The stars disappeared from the viewscreen, to be replaced by a map of this sector of space. The probe was represented by a small yellow dot. It was very close to the Europa, which was represented by a small blue Starfleet delta. A straight yellow line stretched out from the dot, and started bending slightly as the sensors collected more information about the probe’s position. Eventually it seemed to pass through a star system that was only a few light years from here.

“Possible origin point of Delta Fornacis star system. Last survey was 2365, no known space-fairing civilizations were observed at the time. A few planets, though.”

– ?

OOC: I’ll be away for a couple weeks, so someone else might need to step in here and help(aside from Joe of course). :)
IC:
This was an archival treasure and the scientist in Cass wanted desperately to know what all it had seen. “Put a tractor beam on it,” she ordered before leaning over and hitting the comm. “Captain to the bridge.”

When he arrived, Cass turned and grinned. “I figured a tractor beam was safe and we might want to do an in depth scan to be sure there’s nothing that would damage us if we brought it aboard but what do you say to an archaeological find of the decade?” she said before explaining about the probe.

Abrams, COS

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