Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alita Claire (Chief of Security) in Main Sim- Shuttle (Baker)

Posted by Petty Officer Basil Baker (Tactical Specialist) in Main Sim- Shuttle (Baker)

Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (Intelligence Officer) in Main Sim- Shuttle (Baker)
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Baker headed over to Black and said, “Ensign, you’re with me. There’s a Jem’Hadar ship buried in that planetoid and we’re going to investigate. Follow me to the shuttle bay. Bring a phaser and tricorder, just in case.” With that he headed to the turbo lift and took it to the shuttle bay.

When he got there he went straight into a shuttle and started prepping her for launch.

-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)

James heard jem hadar and picked a type one phaser , and put it in his boot. Plus a type three phaser. Grabbing a tricorder he double timed it to the shuttle sat next to baker strapped in , “ hello im ensign black , we have not met yet.

Ensign James black

The ensign seemed full of energy, which threw Baker off briefly. Regaining himself he nodded and said, “Basil Baker, Petty Officer.” He extended his hand out to Black to shake.
“I’ll pilot us out,” Baker said punching in the correct commands into the shuttle, “Keep an eye on our scanners as we approach. That ship may look incapacitated, but I don’t want to take any chances with the Jem’Hadar. They’re a nasty bunch. Could even give Klingons a run for their money.”
Baker hit the comm on the shuttle to patch them to the bridge. =^=Baker to bridge, we’re ready to launch.=^=

-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)

=^= Captain Erin here, Petty Officer. =^= Bryson announced to the shuttle. =^= Proceed with launch and good luck, Wolverine out. =^=

=^=Understood=^= Basil said over the Comm unit, =^=Baker out.=^=
Erin
CO

James shook bakers hand, as he checked out the gear on him,To make sure that it was ready. ”I just graduated from the academy, this is my first ship. The ensign looked anxiously at the floor trying to count the rivets, he was ready for his first mission. He just hopes that it’s wasn’t his last.

Ensign James Black security

Basil looked over the ensign and tried to mask a disconcerted look. He was going to investigate a Jem’Hadar ship with a green ensign fresh out of the academy. He steeled himself for what lay ahead and began to punch in the commands for their departure. As they left the shuttle bay, Basil quoted, “They shall come all for violence: their faces shall sup up as the east wind, and they shall gather the captivity as the sand.”

-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)

The shuttle slid smoothly through space en route to the planetoid that looked not unlike the old comic strip personality ‘The Thing’ - mottled and lumpy with coloration on the orange to brown to black. For a small world it looked more like a bruise in space. As the shuttle drew closer sensors were able to pick out the identified corroded nose of the Jen’Hadar vessel. Closer optical magnification would show it to be wedged between the walls of what may have been a cavern behind, but certainly it had to have been there for a reason. There was no immediate power readings. They would need to be in closer for better scans, though initial scans show a cavity behind the dead ship.
- Wookiee

Baker looked at the readings he was getting on the ship and piloted closer, hoping to get more conclusive readings. “There seems to be a cavern behind the ship.” He said to Black, “I’m moving us in to get a better look.” Looking at the seemingly dead Jem’Hadar ship, a stray quotation drifted into his mind.
“Here lies a toppled god.
His fall was not a small one.
We did but build his pedestal,
A narrow and a tall one.”
He said the quotation to himself as he maneuvered the shuttle closer towards the wrecked vessel of the once mighty enemy of the federation.

-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)

“I wonder if the jem hadar went into the cavren ? “James tried to scan the cavern, with the ships sensors. As baker piloted the ship, scaning for life signs. As he hailed the ship. As per regulations.

James Black security

There were no life signs that they could detect.

Beyond the Jem’hadar ship, at a closer vantage, they could see that the walls of the chamber beyond wove inward following what appeared to be a natural cavity and cavern. Here and there they could see in the immediate chamber/tunnel places where edges had been phasered off, areas smoothed, and, more ominously perhaps a hard point in a wall section not far in where a weapons emplacement was. No power reading was coming from it, however. The effectiveness of the shuttle sensors were hindered beyond the turn ahead in the chamber/tunnel. There were suggestions of more but they would need to get in to see. Two things were noteworthy here:
1. The planetoid looked to not be too stable as fissures and fault lines look like they had cracked the likely more even vista of the chamber
2. It was possible that the shuttle, not being ‘that’ big, could with some finicky flying slip past the Jem’hadar ship. The chamber beyond would easily fit the shuttle where the Jem’hadar ship was much larger, well, less a little squishing.
- Wookiee

Baker looked at the cave. “I don’t like this at all.” He said looking over the scan results, “Looks a trap to me. Call it in Ensign?”

Petty Officer Baker

“I agree “ =^= this is ensign black we located the Jem’hadar vessel no life signs,yet we certainly don’t know if they are in the cavern we sense an ambushing situation . =^=

Ensign James black security

What emplacements that they were able to scan and focus in on appeared to have the same metal deterioration that plagued the trapped Jem’hadar ship. While a trap was possible - what military site didn’t employ some measure of such measures - what they were able to scan was quite non functional at least in appearance.
- Wookiee

=^= Are you able to beam aboard, Ensign?=^= Captain Erin asked, glad to finally receive an update from the team. =^= If so, head to their command center and see if you’re able to gather and logs..=^=

Erin
CO

Baker nodded as he started to do a more in-depth scan of the Jem’hadar ship to see if it could support them should they beam over. He liked the idea of going aboard the abandoned ship more than trying to explore that cavern.

-Petty Officer Baker, Tac/Spec

Scans showed life support had been compromised and they’d need to beam in suited up.
- Wookiee

=^= yes sir we will need Environmental suits but we can beam aboard,=^= basil lets suit up.
Ensign James black security

Baker nodded and, after stabilizing the shuttle, went to the back to put on his suit. Once he had it on he looked to James and said, “Once more unto the breach, dear friends, Or close the wall up with our English dead.” He then began to ready the transporter to beam them to the Jem’Hadar bridge.

-Petty Officer Baker, Tac/Spec

James checked his environmental suit ,and reading his phaser. Looked at baker “ let’s go, but be careful.”

Ensign James black security

OOC: Don’t forget to cross post to the Bridge thread :) Rn the CO doesn’t know that you’re about to beam over.

-Ray

=^= we are suited up and armed,ready to beam aboard with your go ahead.=^=

Ensign James black security

OOC: Just retitling. Hold off on a reply, I may have someone join you on the away team.

-Ray

Not long after, the comms console in the shuttle beeped and a message came through. The voice at the other end was thick with a Cajun accent.

=^=Monsieur Baker, this is Boudreaux, calline from de SS Gambit. I will meet you aboard de Jem’Hadar ship.=^=

As soon as he materialized, Remy went to the nearest console in an attempt to access the ship’s logs and data.

Boudreaux (Intel)

Baker furrowed his brow at the voice on the comm before giving a shrug to Black. “And they say I’ve got an accent.” The scot said readied for transport. “With Wr. Boudreaux on the ship, I think we should have someone remain here incase we need help. Sound good Ensign?” At Black’s ascent, Baker was beamed aboard the ship.

Baker never liked the environmental suits. Never comfortable and limited his vision. Still, when they were needed, they served their purpose. When he materialized on the ship, he saw a man he took to be Boudreaux at the controls. He walked over and activated his comm speaker in the suit. =/\=Mr. Boudreaux, I presume?=/\= Baker said, his accent slurring his S’s in SH’s. =/\=Have you managed to get anything off the logs? perhaps an explanation as to why this ship is here?=/\=

Petty Officer Baker, Tac/Spec

“Oui, Petty Officer Baker. I apologize for de informal introduc-SHON, but time is of de essence. I prefer to get de Gambit out of dis corrosive atmosphere, as soon as possible, an’ I’m sure Brys—Capt. Erin feels de same ‘bout ‘is shuttle.”

The evidence shows that the corrosive nature took years to cause that. Any effects to the Gambit would be minimal in this time frame. At least in theory.

The bridge was dark and required lighting to see and get around. As it was it was a standard, decentralized design with the command area in the center, three tubular individual consoles standing from the deck. Aft was a door just to the left of a larger set of tubular consoles with a dark full wall sized display behind. The rest of the bridge was filled out by a third similar larger console set up and forward viewscreen and near the rear an access hatch. To complete the picture there was a quite dead, somewhat desiccated but otherwise intact Jem’hadar soldier floating in the null gravity of the ship. Unfortunately there were no seats; evidently they felt they were unnecessary. One thing they did note was that the metal surfaces looked pitted, old - certainly older than they were, a visible reminder of the corrosion from this part of space. The more ceramic or glassy display portions were, to this point, relatively unaffected though who knew what the metal components underlying it would show.

There was no power to the bridge so any accessing of, well, anything would need to have external power and a prayer that the connections held from there to their data stores.
- Wookiee

Remy removed the backpack from his shoulders, pulled out a power cell and began connecting it to the console he was at. “Wit’ de shape dis ship was in, I figured we’d need dis.”

“Wit’ dis corro-SHON, we may ‘ave to try a number of de consoles, before we fin’ one we can connect to.” He reached into the backpack once again and pulled out another power cell. Tossing it to Baker, he added, ‘“ave a go. . . . “

Boudreaux (Intel)

Baker caught the cell and moved over to try some of the consoles. No luck. Eventually he met back up with Boudreaux at an aft console to try.

The best that they were able to do was, after checking multiple consoles, was a single one located at the aft of the bridge. It took some jury rigging as well for each; the tech was not so plug and play on their vessels with starfleet tech. However, it came to life, showering that area of the bridge in an eerie green glow, before the console began flickering then shorted out with a silent sputter.

Another location may render better results ..
Wookiee

As the lights sputtered out, Baker let out an exasperated sigh. “No good.” He said turning to Boudreaux, “We might try down in engineering. It’s possible that the ship would be more receptive there, possibly as a fail-safe. Jem’Hadar were known to be overly pragmatic. It’s possible that, in an instance like this, the ship would only allow essential systems to be restarted, or at least, restarted in a specific order.” Baker was admittedly grasping at straws, but it was the best he had.

Petty Officer Baker, Tac/Spec.

“I don’ tink we are goine to ‘ave any luck ‘ere. Lt. Claire came down wit’ me an’ transported to engineerine.

=^=Alita, dis is Remy. Are you ‘avine any luck down dere. Everytine is corroded all t’ell on de bridge. Petty Officer Bake an’ I are on our way to you.=^=.

OOC: As per the captain’s orders , Alita came down with Remy on the Gambit and beamed to the engine room to try the same thing Remy and Baker were trying from the bridge.)

Boudreaux (Intel)

Alita stubbed her toe for about the third time and let out an exasperated growl half in Cajun and half and who know what language at the moment. Sparks were flying and so was her temper. She had forgotten the frustration of earlier, bridge things were out of her mind at the moment the mission was what mattered. She had also left a message for a meeting with the captain at his earliest convenience.

=^=I have lots of sparkly things shattering and showering all around me. There’s lots of pretty green sparkly lights and stuff. I’m making heads and tails but they don’t quite match yet. Be great to see you gentleman down here soon.=^=

• Alita, MO/COS

The showering and sparks were only all the more enhanced what with there being no lights apart from what Alita had with her, lighting up the darkness in showers of green and red, though only some of them coming from the tubular display. Most seemed to enjoy being thrown out from the back of the tube near the display where it had eroded. There was evidently some success on her screen in that there was swirling characters mixed in with an annoying third of the display being muddied static. Somewhere in the guts there was a release of plasma that was reacting to the metal and optical connections within. It would dawn on Alita that that could only last so long before the plasma eroded further and a meltdown of the one actual operating display would occur.
- Wookiee

Alita frowned and swore under her breath as she began to work faster.

=^=Mr Boudreaux and company, if you want to lay eyes on the situation I suggest you haul it down here asap. We’re about to experience a first class meltdown.=^=

Alita began attempting to repair the badly damaged display as quickly as possible, Sparks not withstanding.

• Alita, MO/COS

While computers were computers, different ones, especially Jem’hadar ones were not as intuitive in this need for speed. Slowly she was losing the race, however, here and there things she was doing was noticeably bringing some order to the chaos even as the rear of the console tube was becoming bubbly and hot. Alita was sure that if she didn’t have a suit on that the smell would have been noticeably bad.

=^=Already on de way, cher,=^= Remt replied.

No sooner had the comm ended when Remy’s hands forced the doors to the engineering section open. He stepped into the section with Baker close on his heels.

“Save what you can, ‘Lita. I ‘ave an idea.” Remy began pulling covers off of consoles and started rummaging through them, looking for hard drives of where information was stored. Perhaps if they couldn’t get it here on the ship because of the corrosion, maybe ops and engineering could extract the info while in a better environment and with the Wolverine’s equipment.

Remy’s thought looked to be viable option. Jem’hadar design from captured ships showed a centralized core with decentralized computer nodes that acted as a backup should the primary fail or was cut off. Tricorder readings would show there was one dangerously close to the meltdown where Alita was working from, sparks and plasma slag seeping down to its location.

“Mr. Baker, pull out anytine dat looks like a drive an’ stack it in a pile. We’ll beam it over to de Gambit an’ you’ shuttle.”

OOC: Bit of confusion here. Is this the same planet that Celador is following the around on with the injured Vulcan’s?

Boudreaux (Intel)

OOC: This is a separate location within a grouping of asteroids. It’s not the Myst world that the other group is on.

Baker saw what Boudreaux was doing and gave a swift nod before pulling covers off consoles. He was no engineer but had of course been trained in the basics, and so was grabbing anything that looked remotely important and piling it with what Boudreaux was assembling. As he was doing so, he looked up to Alita to see if she required any assistance. =/\= Anything I can do for you, Lt. Commander?=/\= He asked over the comm as he continued disassembling the ship. He didn’t know who Boudreaux was, but he seemed to be an authority on things. Still, Baker was a little wary of him, and always had the tendency to close ranks when dealing with strangers.

-Petty Officer Baker, Tac/Spec

Getting to the defined ‘one’ - what looked to be a single crystalline dodecahedron with optical cabling at each corner juncture - was going to be tricky and risky. On the upside it appeared that the unit was intact and showed no signs of degradation perhaps because it wasn’t of an alloy origin but crystalline in nature.

Alita nodded, she understood exactly where this was going and thought it was a pretty good plan.

=^=Tear the ship apart. We can assemble everything we need back on the wolverine. We’ve got much better equipment. Next time we do anything like this remind me to pull out an old piece of tech my uncle gave me. I hate Eva suits.=^=

Alita began pulling tools from a pack she had on her back and tearing one of the consoles apart being careful not to disassemble the wrong things. Before long she had helped amass quite a pile in the middle of the room.

• Alita, MO/COS

Alita’s pile was helping in that it was giving them more room to work to get at what they needed to get at which would need someone to be elbows deep in the console and decking while there was flaring and bubbling and plasma leaks.
- Wookiee