Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Mission Start - Life & Death

Posted by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) in Mission Start - Life & Death

Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Mission Start - Life & Death
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Stephen stepped out of the turbo and moved to the science station behind his officer “You okay?” New traveled fast and while the woman was entirely capable of manning the bridge, Stephen knew medical had been called and was briefed on the upcoming mission.

Stephen Marsh CSO

Vora turned her gaze on him and took a deep breath. “Yes, and no. Well enough for the moment, but I might need you to take over,” Vora said softly.

“We’re off to a pretty gruesome scene at Iota-Gamma Outpost, in fact…” Vora had the computer run a check on the Outpost to see what else they could come up with. Surely there was more than had been revealed?

~Vora Zorell, Sciences

He glanced to the screen. “No I don’t think I need to. You’re doing great.” Marsh probably was the more experienced scientist. That is why he was the chief, but you weren’t a good chief if you took the learning opportunities from your juniors.

CSO

Johann nodded with approval at Steven’s statement. That was good leadership.

He was still thinking about what the computer said. “So if this outpost doesn’t exist according to the computer, what exactly are we racing towards? Is this…” He trailed off as he considered the possible answers to this question, and found a few of them disturbing.

“Go to Yellow Alert. Raise the shields.”

– Johann Dvorak, CO

“Aye, Sir,” Abrams said, raising the shields which automatically triggered the shift in alert status and would call all on duty staff to their posts.

“There’s ‘not existing’ in terms of not supposed to, and also, ‘not existing according to official records’,” Cass said. “Both have very suspicious possible outcomes.”

Abrams, COS

“I’m gonna to be honest. Both of those terms sound like trouble to me.” Mathys said, his discomfort slipping through his calm voice.

-CE, Mathys Ducote

“Yeah,” Johann simply thought aloud.

“I don’t think the situation as a whole is meant to give us warm feelings,” Vora said as she waited for her query to populate some results (if any).

Zorell looked at Marsh. “This Outpost we’re heading towards apparently isn’t in the records, but I’ve heard of it, though only by name, so…” She shrugged. Vora couldn’t help her eidetic memory and while it wasn’t perfect, it was pretty damn close for their purposes.

~Vora Zorell, Sciences

“So,” Marsh repeated the word as if to encourage Vora to continue the thought she stopped.

Marsh

Zorell inhaled and blew out a breath. “We’re not supposed to know about it, and my random stumble upon it was a mistake.” She frowned, trying to not go too far down that strange path.

~Vora Zorell, Sciences

“Well, I’d vote for classified too,” Cassidy said with a slight grumble. “You don’t get that sort of… occurrence on a mystery outpost without something possibly shady going on.”

Abrams, COS

“If it’s actually classified, I doubt you would have stumbled across it,” the Captain said a little later. “Unless it was somehow retroactively classified. Which doesn’t happen that often.” Retroactive classification was something he was more than a little personally familiar with.

“This also could be a trap of some sort, to get us to change course. Fake distress call is a pretty old trick. Are there any sensor contacts creeping up on us?”

– Johann Dvorak, CO

“The analysis can be classified. If for instance a planet is classified, they let you know it’s there. Nobody wants a starship to crash into a classifed planet because they didn’t let you know it was there. But they would block your ability to scan it and research it.”

“Or at least Zora’s ability to… maybe you should rub some of your Captain clearance override on it.”

Marsh

“Hmm, yeah I can try,” Johann thought aloud.

=/\= Computer, access all records regarding Iota-Gamma Outpost, including classified ones. Clearance Override Authorization Dvorak-4-Upsilon-3-Kappa. =/\=

– Johann Dvorak, CO

OOC Thanks for keeping yourselves busy. I am sorry that I was absent for so long. Work was complicated, the charity was advised that they would be losing their office within weeks, rather than the move occurring in the second half of the year. We learnt this week that it is at least six months away before the land will be compulsorily acquired for the railway expansion. We have a contact within the department now who is in the project team for the railway modernisation, meaning the original plan of departure is back in place, meaning the new building will be ready.

I also misplaced my notes for the mission until recently when I found an electronic copy of the notes buried deep in a program that made no sense for them to be there. But they were there, and I know where we are going now. So let’s do this.

IC At Johann’s correctly stated code, the computer was far more helpful. Zorell’s eidetic memory would confirm for her that was said by the computer was correct.

The computer was succinct and responded almost as though it was reading a list. I mean, it almost seemed to have a silent number before each point.
=/\= Iota-Gamma Outpost is a deep space station constructed decades ago. It was cutting edge
It has been retrofitted numerous times during the decades as new technologies have become available.
It has a full complement of 47, Starfleet, civilian and non Federation. Most are scientists, though there is a token security detail as well as a couple of medical staff and engineers as well.
The purpose of the station is to conduct experiments into the unusual though interesting subspace eddies and gaseous anomalies that make up the region.
The region has no strategic relevance to the Federation or the other nearby powers, they have even conducted some joint science experiments in the past.
There are no classified records on Iota-Gamma outpost.
The lonng range supply ship USS Woolworths delivered supplies to the outpost three weeks ago. They reported nothing untoward.
A ferengi freighter delivered scientific equipment to the outpost a little over a week ago, nothing untoward was reported.=/\=

It rattled off more details of visitors to the outpost.

A couple of the NEs on the bridge exchanged looks and one opined, “but why didn’t the computer tell us that up front? Why tell us it didn’t exist if it does?”

-GM