Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Zanderia Patterson (Doctor) in Known Bat’Leth space, Beta Quadrant

Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (Commanding Officer) in Known Bat’Leth space, Beta Quadrant

Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (Commanding Officer) in Known Bat’Leth space, Beta Quadrant
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It took only a few moments for the Curie to take up a position at the entrance of the wormhole. The officer at OPS keyed in the broadcast signal and put it on repeat. It wasn’t long before the swirling whirlpool of the wormhole’s aperture opened up to the Curie. The colorful light show from within the wormhole sparkled against the Curie’s hull, across the view screen on the Bridge, and the window wall of 8 Forward. In fact any forward view port would seen the show.

“Mr. Bannion, initialize Aft thrusters then move us up to one quarter impulse. Take us in.” Jessip stated while keeping an eye on the interior of the wormhole.

NE Shanda watched as the ship approached the mouth of the wormhole.
“Here we go,” she said before taking a deep breath.
=/\= Standby for wormhole interface! =/\= Came Ander’s voice over the comm.

The Curie moved slowly at first but quickly picked up speed as she entered the wormhole. As soon as she began to traverse the passage, the aperture closed behind her. The lights flashed brightly encompassing the entire of the hull. The explorer seemed to be buffeted by unknown winds as the ship shook, jolted and rolled while keeping a steady pace. Every one in a while Jessip could hear his Bridge officers call out items of concern; weakening of the structural integrity field, fluctuations within the warp core, hull temperature increasing. According to the original ships readings, these were expected phenomenon while traversing this wormhole. Jessip was listening for anything odd or unexpected.

According to the ship’s chronometer, they had only a few more minutes to go.

=/\= Bridge! We’re beginning to see plasma surges in the EPS manifolds! =/\=
An alarm sounded and the lights flickered.
=/\= Reroute plasmaaaaghhh… =/\= The channel became all static before going dead.
“Captain! We’ve lost comms with engineering! Main power is failing, they’re attempting to compensate!”

NE Shanda, ENG

As the ship continued through the wormhole the hull began to emit a cacophony of strange whining and popping noises as the torsional stress increased. The lights flickered more and more as the power systems surged, fading to a dull level. Then it was all over.

The Curie exited the wormhole and decelerated to a stop as the aperture closed behind them. They had travelled several hundred lightyears on a only a few minutes, and now found themselves in the backside of the Beta Quadrant. The last time they were here this was Bat’Leth space.

The hull had stopped making noises and the lights slowly came back up to normal. At her post, NE Shanda surveyed the engineering systems.
=/\= crackle aaamage control teams, check all power relays. Gravity is down to point eight. =/\=
“Communications with engineering restored, sir,” Shanda called over her shoulder.

Jessip stood from his command chair and gave out a few orders as he scanned the forward viewscreen at what was around them. “Full stop.”

Turning to Nesman, he ordered the security officer, “Yellow alert. Raise shields.”

Looking at his science officer, he ordered, “Full sensor sweep. I want to know what we are up against. Who knows what we will find over here.”

Jessip Quirst, CO

Garay, CE

Looking anxiously at his officers Jessip waited for them to make their reports.

Initial scans will show that the space around them seemed to be empty., except for scant non Bat’Leth traffic. A station appeared to be in high orbit around the closest planet, but it seemed to be abandoned, as there were no detected activity coming from it.

She looked for a moment before running some of those scans herself as she kept an eye on possible calls from sickbay for Injuries from the travel. Her face was one of concentration as she didn’t move her eyes from the screens as she started.

Patterson, Medical

The officer at Science reported the clear sector. This concerned Jessip as the wormhole was the avenue of invasion for the Bat’Leth. At the very least he expected defensive apparatus’; a sensor net, defensive satellites, etc. But… nothing?

Taking his seat once again, Jessip’s gaze again remained fixed upon the screen. “Ahead 1/4 impulse. Let’s check out this station. Maybe it can provide some clues. Maintain active scans, and yellow alert.”

• Jessip Quirst, CO