Collision Warning III

Posted on Wed Jan 20th, 2021 @ 2:31pm by Lieutenant JG Kevin Lance & Lieutenant Commander Feyd Relor & Commander Jamie O'Connell

Mission: By Odin!
Location: Odinskus Ship
Timeline: Current

The shuttle containing the damage control team docked with the Sleipnir. Once the Odinskus ship’s docking clamps formed a hard seal, the shuttle’s hatch opened and Lieutenant O’Connell stepped through. He was met by a familiar blue robed woman. “Velkome haboard de Sleipnir,” she said. Jamie noted that she was much more subdued than she has been at the feast aboard the Independence.

"Thank you, my Team and I are here to help with repairs to your ship's systems" O'Connell replied "If you would be so kind as lead the way to your Engine Room, we'll have a look and get started on the repairs." Jamie also realized that the ship may be of a foreign design to him; so hopefully he and his Team can make some sort of sense out of the what they are about to see.

Feyd stepped rudely passed Jaime, barely acknowledging the Engineer. It wasn’t personal…but he understood that there were people in need of medical attention, and in terms of priority, well…

“I’m the doctor. Take me to your wounded first.” He said.

As they stepped away from the airlock, it occurred to Feyd that medical emergencies always trumped engineering ones except when the engineering problem would produce more wounded or dead. He made a mental note to apologize to the Chief later.

"I vill take yoose to de main kompartmentz of the Sleipnir," the blue robed woman replied leading the group of Star Fleet personnel along a narrow catwalk into the main ship. Once deeper inside the darken ship, the woman lit a torch and turn left along a larger catwalk. Jamie remembered her as the one who had not been hitting on him at the feast.

As they walked to what Feyd assumed was the end of the ship where he had toured the control deck and engineering room, he became aware of an unsynchronized pounding sound.

Feyd and Natasha walked into a scene from out of a nightmare. Wounded were everywhere an he was fairly certain that some of the bodies he was looking at were corpses. He spotted a man in robes who seemed to be in charge and strode up to him. While his arrogance demanded he take charge of the situation, he was here to lend assistance, not take over.

Jamie and his Team walked into their Engineering room only to realize that a huge machine, similar to old Earth's dynamos, was throwing a massive amount of sparks and was making an unsynchronized pounding sound. O'Connell just stood there for a few moments trying to make sense of what he was seeing. " How the Bloody Hell am I going to fix this thing" was Jamie's all consuming thought. As he started to move closer to the machine the Blue Robed women suddenly grabbed his arm.

"I vould not happroach de henginez at deese time," the woman told Jamie, "Vidhout de zhieling, yoose kould be dizintegrated." Jamie followed the line along which she pointed and saw several Okinskus hammering at the engine housing will two handed mallets.

“I’m Doctor Relor and this is Nurse Grimm, from the Independence. How can we help?”

"De mozz hinjured hare hin de kargo bay further to haft," she pointed in the direction that the group had been walking, "Lightly hinjured hare kontinuing to vork hat dere poztz."

Feyd sighed. He could tell at a glance that there were too many for the Sliepneer to handle, but since the transporters were down, beaming them back to the Independence was not in the cards.

“We need to triage the wounded.” He said, gesturing to Nurse Grimm. “You start on that side and I’ll start here. We’ll meet in the middle.”

O'Connell studied the situation for a few moments "Can we shut the Engine down so I can run some diagnostics; I'm assuming that is not supposed to throw sparks like that or sound like it does. Once that is done, if it solves the problem, then we can think about re-shielding the Engine so no one gets disintegrated. Question though...why are they pounding on the housing like that?"

"Shooten doon the engines wood be a terrrrible idea, laddie," Yppersteprest Solveigsson, a short, burly Odinskus wearing tall hat and a blue robe with the three interlocking gold triangle design, replied turning towards Jamie, "Effen wee shoot them doon, weed nae be able ta gettem starrrted again."

"De varriorz are hammering de zhielding beck into pozition," the woman explained, "Eet iz zlow vork but nobuddy getz
dizintegrated."

Jamie just stood there for a moment trying to figure out what to do now after hearing that his plan was not plausible. "Lieutenant O'Connell to Engineering."

"T'Sol here Lieutenant, what do you need" was the Ensign's question.

"Can you establish a link to the Ship's engine to run a diagnostic remotely; the shielding is not working and I don't want to get zapped into oblivion" was Jamie's question.

"I do believe that is possible but I would need their permission to do so" T'Sol answered.

O'Connell turned to the blue robbed women "Do we have your permission to link to your Ship to run a remote diagnostic on your Engine to try and figure out what the problem is."

"Wee ken wot ta problem is, laddie," the Yppersteprest replied, "Ta darrrk matter damaged ta engine's containment field. Wee canna form a warrrp field without containment."

"Well....at least you know what's causing the problem; that should save us a whole bunch of time." Jamie explained being very glad that this gentlemen knew what is going on. "With your permission I'm going to have some portable containment enhancers beamed over, then maybe we get containment back while your Crew is working on the shielding."

The Yppersteprest stroked the braids of his mustache as he considered what Jamie had said. "Yoo'll need a whole haggarrr full of porrtable containairs. Und tharrrs ta matter of how yee intend to powerrr them."

As Jamie was considering what the gentleman had said he couldn't help admire his mustache "By the way that's a very impressive looking mustache." then he continued "We won't need as many as you think and as far as powering they are self contained units."

O'Connell looked the situation over once more "O'Connell to Engineering."

"T'Sol here Lieutenant" was the response.

"Beam over twenty X7 containment enhancers and also my Brogen Meter which is the cabinet by my desk." was Jamie's request.

"As you wish" T'Sol answered, "but we are still unable to get a transporter lock on the Odinskus ship. I will send the equipment over by shuttle."

Jamie acknowledged T'Sol and signed off. "Great, while we getting the containment enhancers in place have your Crew keep repairing the shielding; by the way do you have enough useable shielding for your Engine. If not I can have some replicated on the Independence and have them beamed over.