Posted by Gamemaster Alfredo Linguini (GameMaster) in Engineering, main timeline

Posted by Lieutenant Mikel Petrov (Chief Engineer) in Engineering, main timeline

Posted by Gamemaster Alfredo Linguini (GameMaster) in Engineering, main timeline
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“Commander Helena G. Wells,” chirped the computer.

GM

It took a second for the computers answer to sink in but when it did he saw things clearer. Wells is a temporal agent at best and at worst not even SF. She could really be anyone from anytime. His instinct as a SF officer was to contact the Captain or XO. However this was an unusual turn of events.

“Computer classify that information you just gave me. No one higher than my position can access it.” He ordered. At least this way only someone higher than himself would need to stumble on the same info and conclusions on their own which was unlikely. He had some time to think on how this might help him.

=^=Petrov to Wells. I need to speak to you in person. Its.....extremely urgent.=^=

Petrov wanted to test the waters. No other way to do it.

Petrov CE

=/\= On my way. =/\=

Within minutes, Wells showed up.

“Yes, Lieutenant Petrov, what is it?” asked Wells.

GM

” You have anything to say Ms. Twain?” He said holding up the watch. He hoped she knew better than to try and keep up the ruse.

“Ms. Twain? My last name is Wells. And that, is clearly, not mine,” said Wells. She looked at Petrov and studied his facial expression.

“Exactly how did you come up with this conclusion that I’m Ms. Twain instead of Ms. Wells?” asked Wells.

“You say you found the watch near the II drive, so you concluded it was mine?” asked Wells.

“And since the watch had the name of Samuel Clemens, you assumed that I was Mark Twain and then inquired the computer whether anyone from the 18th century was on board the ship?”

“My history is complicated, Mr. Petrov. Sufficient to say, I am actually the famed 18th century science fiction author HG Wells but I used my brother’s photographs because in the 18th century, a female author, let alone a female science fiction author was unheard of. Through several remarkable inventions involving cryostasis, you could say I time traveled to the 24th century,” said Helena G. Wells, “And that, is all I am willing to reveal about my personal past.”

GM

“Oh thats all. Well no bombs there.” He said sarcastically. “Well I think there is more to say on why we are really here then. Because if your selling me on the fact our misión is really what you told us it was then I am not buying it.”

Petrov CE

“It is not my job to convince you of that fact, Lieutenant Petrov. The orders were verified by Captain Boudreaux and Commander Erin before we left. I have no means of proving you that the orders are valid as we’re in the past,” said Wells, “Besides, it was next to the II drive… the highly experimental drive that I do not know what every improbable side effects are,” said Wells.

GM

“Your not Wells. From what I can see that person is false like everything else you are saying. I seriously doubt the Captain knows your H.G. Wells from the Earths distant pass. That watch has your DNA on it.” Petrov rattled off. He knew it did not exactly have her DNA, at least he could not prove that at the moment. However it was likely hers. No one else from that time line was on the ship that the computer picked out.

“Lets talk about what you can do for me Wells.” He said flipping the topic.

Petrov CE

Wells sighed. “Get a medical tricorder and proof it, Mr. Petrov. Otherwise, you are just spouting nonsense,” said Wells.

GM

” If its not yours then whose? How is it here?” Petrov asked. He was not going to let her sidestep more answers. There had to be an advantage to gain from all this. He always found one.

Petrov CE

“The simple answer is I don’t know. And I frankly don’t care if you don’t believe me or not,” said Wells, “But I am fully prepared to consent for you run a DNA analysis on the object and my DNA to confirm whether there is a match.”

GM

She was darn confident of it or she was playing her hand well.

“What say we go and speak to the Captain and XO about all this?” He said to see if she blinked.

PetrovCE

“Certainly, if you are willing to leave the confines of your well-protected bubble from the disease still rampant through the ship,” said Wells, “I noticed that the computer instructed me through some decontamination protocols to enter Engineering.”

GM

Petrov had momentarily forgot about that. She was calling his bluff.

“So your trying to tell me you have no problem with the Captain knowing your a sham and most likely so is this whole mission. I think not.” He replied back disregarding her last. He needed to get back on the offensive.

Petrov CE