Posted by Lieutenant McKenzie Lovejoy (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim- Science labs

Posted by Civilian T’Pris (Scientist) in Main Sim- Science labs

Posted by Lieutenant McKenzie Lovejoy (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim- Science labs
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NE Boris Becker yawned. He hated his job. At the worst it was dull, at the best it was boring. He often wandered why he went into the Science field. He had been pushed into it of course, by his mother. He should have gone into Security, now that was a job, full of excitement. Something he desperately needed. He spun on his chair for a few minutes and then his computer pinged with a message and large file dump. This is probably for the Chief He thought. They had been expecting the files on the Romulans, specifically the tech they were using. He turned around and looked our for Darkliss or T’Priss that new Civilian.
“Umm… I have the files. If anyone is interested?” He called to the room.

GM Budgie

Bent over a viewer on the far side of the lab, Darklis was going over the sizable file of what were in the latest Holodeck duotronic updates, specifically in the AI documentation. Exciting stuff. To most, no. To her, yes. To this conservative update it was, well, not so much. Hardly toeing the line frontier stuff. Most seemed to do with the realism of the foliage and fauna of different planetary regions. Nothing to do with ‘her’ region of Wolf 359, however. Budgie interrupted her, or saved her. She would figure that out once she heard what he had to say. As a scientist he had to be the most unimaginative one she had known.

“Which, Bor? The How to Build a Better Vole Trap file? The Shen Fui for Starfleet Cabin Design file? The Basics of Binar Speak? The Historical Catalogue of Cat Memes? Bonsai for Dummies?”
- Darklis, CSO

Boris stretched lazily as he looked at the file.
“Its the technical specifications of that weird Romulan group. The ones who kidnapped that Commodore. Will I ping them over to you?” He asked.

GM Budgie

DC glanced at the documentation file and sighed. Romulans trumped upgrade specs, though really, sitting on a prickly cactus would trump looking at upgrade specs. It had begun as an exercise in anticipation of something good and ended up being subtle variances in leaves blowing in the wind. Some days a girl just did not get lucky. She looked around and settled on one of the partially sectioned off alcoves. There was space for the sectionals to make three at the far side of the lab. Currently one was partitioned. “Send it to Alcove A,” she said, shutting down the file she was looking at.

“Aye.” Boris replied yawning slightly. He tapped away and with a “ping!” the files were instantly transferred over to the Alcove A computer.
“There ya’ go!” He called when it was done.

“Thanks!” she called over. Hearing the ping she waited ..
“Is it usually this slow?” she asked Cash. “Maybe the file is large?” Seemed bizarre.

“Cash is weird,” she said.
“Heard that!” came the squeaky voice of the Ferengi, mostly hidden amongst boxes at the other end.
“Romulans are just .. different.”
“And I’m a run of the mill Whillian tube grub,” Cash said, poking his stubby head over the boxes.
“There is nothing run of the mill about you, Cash,” DC said. What were his parents thinking when naming him!? Of course she could speak for herself ..
“You’ve not tried to find out yet,” he said with a wheedling inviting tone.
“Well get your ears over here and look at this with me,” she said, “before someone accidentally packs you away in one of those crates.”

Darklis moved over to the Alcove and brought up the wall screen then took a seat on the stool at the island. On the display she linked it so she could manipulate the larger screen there. Why anyone would want to stand around a screen when one could do this? But to each their own. Cash joined her as she was bringing up the file. “Let’s see what we’ve got.”
- Darklis, CSO

The screen blinkered as it pulled up the file, slower than it probably should have. Clearly this was a system that had some.....quirks. Much like the crew. The information on the Romulan splinter group Imperial Sabre was there. More specifically the tech they were currently known to use. There was information on the vessels they were known to have available, weapons and an odd category called, “Misc”. All Darkliss and Cash would need to do is define a starting point. The computer was.....ready (just).

GM Budgie

Darklis tapped a nail against the tabletop, unconsciously willing the file to load. Cash cleared his throat. She looked over at him.
He looked at her then down to her nail then back up to her.
She looked down at her nail then up at him.
He looked at her then down to her nail then back up to her.
Suddenly, “Oh, sorry!” She stopped the tapping.
“Ears. Sensitive.”

The screen flared to life and a myriad of things came up. She was not a tactician. She was a mathematician. Her eyes flitted about. Where to start. She knew Cash was looking at her, waiting for her to pick something. She sighed. It was all the same mush to her. “Might as well start at the beginning,” she said, choosing the option to learn about the Sabre Group. While she waited for that to form she tapped her badge.

=^= Castle to T’Pris. Our data is in. Please join us in the lab. =^=
- Darklis Castle, CSO

=^=On my way, Lieutenant.=^= T’Pris said. Within five minutes the Vulcan woman entered the lab and seeing the two of them at the round table, made her way over and slid onto a stool, nodding to Cash. “How may I be of assistance, Lieutenant?”

~Dr. T’Pris

Cash let out a happy sound. “Ahhh .. like a tube grub between two swamp lilies.”
“I’ll provisionally take that as a compliment, Cash,” DC said with a sidelong glance at the all too happy look of the Ferengi. “At least until I’ve seen what a swamp lily looks like.” She was able to look at T’Pris over top of Cash’s shorter head and gave a little shrug. She had no clue what that would look like. “You know if we don’t like it we might be calling you Tubie after that.”

T’Pris just raised her eyebrows and made no comment.

She made only a quick pause.
“But .. thank you T’Pris for coming so quickly. We’ve just gotten the data on this Romulan group and have just pulled up the data on it. Cash joins us here. His specialty is meteorology and atmospheric conditions in general but seems to have a keen eye for ship condition.”
“Comes from being in used shuttle sales,” Cash muttered as though somewhat embarrassed about that.
- DC and Cash

The computer whirled to life as they requested to learn about the make up of the Imperial Sabre fleet. It brought up the page on the specifics of the fleet and the vessels Imperial Sabre were known to use it was made up of the following:

Two Red Lady type warbirds and Ten D’Deridex warbirds. Darkliss, T’Priss and Cash would see that there was also speculation on that page that there may be more and potentially one, or more Valdore type vessels. The Intelligence agent had made a note to say that it had been difficult to calculate just how many ships made up the flee owing to the cloaking technology and the fact that Imperial Sabre seemed to move their location relatively frequently. The Intelligence agent had made a note at the bottom of the page that read “formidable” in bold.

GM Budgie

T’Pris frowned as she read the list. “That’s an armada, not just a strike group. 10 D’Deridex? With this gathering of ships I would definitely think that this Sabre group must have government backing, officially or unofficially. Formidable is accurate.”

~Dr. T’Pris

The young Chief engineer was walking passed and overheard some sort of conversation. She then went by and walked in. She then looked at two other people that she doesn’t know but then again was confused. “Hello I am Lieutenant McKenzie Lovejoy Chief Engineer. I was told that there were some specs I might have to look at.” She said wondering what was going on. “However, I’m not sure what is needed to be done. I’ve just been transfered here not long so I’m learning where everyone is at.” She added with not so much of a confused look.

Lieutenant McKenzie Lovejoy
Chief Engineering Officer
U.S.S. Wolverine

T’Pris looked up at the CE’s approach and nodded in greeting, but did not speak leaving it to Castle to update the Engineer.

~Dr. T’Pris

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Lieutenant McKenzie Lovejoy
Chief Engineering Officer
U.S.S. Wolverine

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Lieutenant McKenzie Lovejoy
Chief Engineering Officer
U.S.S. Wolverine