Topic: Administrative Briefing Room - Deck 6

A standard briefing room with large conference table, holo projector and high speed cortex hub.

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Upon entering the briefing room, Jim immediately took as seat at the table and began to interact with the Cortex terminal, drawing up schematics and pictures of the known Ark currently on display in the Core.  His fingers flew across the touch screen, pulling in this photo and that plan from the archives.  He'd do his best for the Dock Master, who had always put her faith in him.

- Jim Duncan

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Scarlett kept focused on her cortex, typing an ongoing series of correspondence to recipients trout the station and verse. Her face notably twisted into a frown at one point, followed by an obscene finger gesture at the machine before continuing with her typing.

Minutes flew by rapidly for Jim as he prepared his presentation. One by one the department heads for the station including Marta from ops filed into the room,each coordinating with their own lists of contacts. It was a busy crowd with little time to waste.
-Scarlett

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When all the department heads were assembled, Jim looked up at Scarlett and nodded that he was prepared to begin.  He felt pretty good about his data, which would be a dang sight more than anyone else had on the situation.

- Jim Duncan

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Scarlett stood at the head of the conference table. "OK folks, we've all got a ton to do, but the more we know about this problem the smarter our decisions will be, so shut the Cortex off for a couple minutes and we will get you up to speed."

The room gradually hushed, giving the fiery redhead their attention.

"Approximately 72 hours ago, we recieved a broken distress call from the scavenger ship Vaco. We attempted to contact them, but the signal was broken up on their end. Sensors read a large void where they should have been. Something was jamming all our instruments. We had no read on anything, but we could track it coming here. I dispatched Mr. Jim Duncan to investigate. Most of you know Jim, he shoots straight and honest. I'll turn the story over to him since he dropped into communications blackout until we got him on his way back."

She gestured for Jim to come up to the front. Taking a deep breath she remarked, "What he found is almost too incredible to believe, but it's real,and it's headed our way fast. Mr. Jim Duncan."

She backed away from the table giving Jim room to take up the briefing.
-Scarlett

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"Thankee' Miss Scarlett", Jim said quietly.  He stood and adjusted his mic, then looked at the assembled department heads,  “Folks, my name is Jim Duncan.  Less than 48 hours ago th’ Dock Master dispatched me an’ Gunnery Sergeant Steele from Security t’ investigate a distress call from a salvage ship named the Vaco.  Th’ voice signals comin’ in were almost unintelligible, so we went out thar t’ git eyes on th’ problem.  An’ here’s what we found.”

At that point Jim pulled up his first slide, showing an artist’s rendition of an Ark from Earth That Was, with the drive section of the hull as he recalled it shaded in light grey.  “We found th’ Vaco all right, an’ she was stuck fast t’ th’ hull o’ her prize salvage, right about here”, he stated and used the program’s pointer to indicate the location of the hapless salvage ship.”  He looked at the astonished directors and smiled.  “Lookin’ round th’ room jest now I see mirror images o’ what me an’ th’ Gunny looked like when we saw th' bogie.”

“Th’ derelict looked like an Ark, but was too big t’ see th’ whole dad blamed thing at once, so we did a fly-by along the hull, lookin’ fer any markings that might ID th' derelict.”  He paused as the screen took the viewers on a fly-by of the hull, just as he and Kristina had done.  “Most of th’ hull was intact, an’ we saw th’ ID number 0655 displayed on the outer hull as we went past headed toward th’ stern.  That’s when we discovered th’ ship’s catastrophic damage.”

Jim took the viewer around the stern where the drive section should have been, but now was indicated by a simple black aft section.  “Th’ entire drive section o’ th’ Ark was destroyed an’ th’ hull was open t’ space all across th’ stern from port t’ starboard, wi’ th’ outer edges peeled back like a banana skin from what had t’ ha’ been one helluva big explosion.”  He paused in his delivery as the scene continued across the stern and then began to track up the port side.

“No name was displayed on th’ outer hull, as this info was use’ly displayed on both sides o’ th’ stern section.  We continued our survey towards th’ bow, an’ along th’ way saw several access ports t’ different sections o’ th’ hull.”  He paused again to allow the view to progress along.  “We finally decided t’ try an’ access th’ ship t’ see if’n we could find out which Ark we were a ‘dealin’ wi’.”  The camera movement stopped and the view was highlighted by a red circle around the hatch near the Bridge.  “We got on heavy salvage vacc suits an’ headed over t’ see if’n we could even git in.  Th’ Ark had no power aboard, so we used manual access t’ git inside.”  Again Jim Paused for effect.

“Once inside, we found it wi’out artificial gravity an’ kept our suits sealed from th’ radiation that was blocking all comm activity.  All dust in th' ship had settled t’ th’ deck over th’ centuries, but we kicked a little up jest wi’ our simple movements.  Th’ Bridge was locked an’ sealed, an’ we had no way in usin’ our simple tools.  Found some spray painted graffiti on th' bulkhead sayin 'abandon all hope'.  So we went aft down th' corridor an’ found Environmental Sciences.  It was here we IDed th' Ark as th’ Apollo, an’ learned that she’d had a catastrophic explosion in th’ Drive section.  They were tryin’ t’ work out how t’ keep 30,000 people alive an’ fed given limited limited oxygen, power an’ food.  Th' two engineers died at their posts.”

The Engineer paused briefly for the impact of his statements to sink in, then advanced the vid program to display the tiny Vaco stuck in the hull of the Ark. He continued, “Once we learned what she was an’ what had happened, we high tailed it back t’ th’ ship t’ try an’ contact th’ Vaco afore we skee-daddled back t’ th’ station.  We found th’ Vaco, stuck fast like she was holdin’ on fer dear life t’ her prize.  There was no response o’ any kind from th’ crew o’ that ship, so we left her where she was an’ headed back t’ warn th’ station.”

Jim paused the vid program an’ said, “We still don’t know if’m there’s anyone alive aboard th’ Vaco, but she weren’t goin’ no where, so we returned at max throttle t’ git outta th’ radiation field that stops all comm traffic.  Th' chance fer life aboard th' Apollo is virtually nil, but we don't know fer certain.”  He looked sadly over at Scarlett and said, “Lights”.

“So now y’all know what I know, an’ now ye know it ain’t no red herring t’ ignore", Jim said seriously. “Th’ remains o’ th’ Ark Apollo, along wi’ th’ salvage ship Vaco, is due t’ arrive in this vicinity in a few hours.  Once she gits close enough, ain’t nobody gonna talk t’ anybody else on comm units, so th’ plan needs t’ remember this.  I asked Miss Scarlett t’ have yer mainframe computers check th’ trajectory o’ th’ Ark t’ see how close it’ll come t’ th’ station.  It’s as big or bigger than any active Alliance warships, it’s powerless an’ puts out radioactive interference wi’ comms an’ sensors.  I yield th’ floor back t’ Miss Sacrlett fer questions.”  Jim took his seat.

- Jim Duncan

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OOC - Posting to avoid AWOL status.  Happy New Year!

- Mike

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OOC - Posting to avoid AWOL status.

- Mike

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Have post up shortly. Time has been slipping by.

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OOC - Posting to avoid AWOL status.

- Mike

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OOC - Still posting to avoid AWOL status.

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Scarlett walked up to the podium as the lights were brought up in the conference room.

"Thank you Mr. Duncan, your experience on the site is invaluable. As Mr.Duncan stated, the Apollo is coming to us... or more appropriately straight at us. The computer has shown it's course coming very near the station. While it shouldn't hit us directly, the cloud of radiation it's putting out will likely fry any un protected systems on the station.

I'm instructing the computer core to be shut down as the Ark approaches, and move all remaining personnel and civilians to the shielded shelters on Deck 3. The operations center should be secure enough, but without scanners and communications we are pretty useless there.

This Ark is of overwhelming value. We need to stop it and capture it without loss of life or irradiation us into the stone age. We've got every tug from Greenleaf headed here, but we need a plan of action. One for stopping the Ark and one for keeping communications open. Ideas people!"

-Scarlett

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Jim nodded at Scarlett for her recognition.  He raised his hand at one point to be recognized by Scarlett, as he had a couple of simple ideas for comms.

"On board th' Skyplex, ye might use runners t' carry messages be'twixt areas, since comms won't be a'workin'.  It ain't sexy an' its slow, but it'll work.  In th' Black, ye might use th' old navy system o' signal lights an' Morse code.  I know it's older than Methuselah, but it's simple an' it works.  I don't know how many folks aboard still know that ole' system."

As to stopping the Ark and controlling it's movement, Jim would have to think on that one.  It was like trying to capture a small moon.  He sat back to listen to what the educated engineers came up with, and his mind worked overtime to try and come up with an idea to help.

- Jim

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Scarlett nodded to Jim in agreement. "Excellent suggestion Mr. Duncan." She gave Jim a smile."our communications are going to have to be visually based. Each ship will need to remain in sight of a stream of light from the space station and relay it to another ship, and so on."

One of the techs stood up with his hand raised. "Madam Administrator, this can all be easily solved with directed laser communications. No need to take us back to the dark ages of earth that was. We can keep all networks running at full speed if we can maintain line of sight."

Scarlett nodded to his suggestion as well. "Very good, make that happen. So how do we slow this behemoth down? I'm no pilot, but basic emergency procedures would say we need to backthrust this beast down. We have a fairly impressive gravity array, can we make some kind of a tractor-beam?"

Her comments generated some laughter from the engineers in the crowd. One spoke up. "Maam, this isn't science fiction. A gravimetric field needed to stop an Ark... would require a ship as big as an ark, or a grav generator like those used for terraforming. We've got nothing like that here at the station. Greenleaf might have one, but you just don't pull something like that out of the ground."

Scarlett winced a little. "Can't we boost our signal or something?"

"Too big maam, wouldn't budge it a bit."

"Fine, so no tractor-beam." Scarlett responded.

"How about retro rockets." A tech interjected. "We could position tugs across the hull and slowly crank up a reverse push to slow it down. The problem comes at Full Burn, it would most likely take more fuel than a tug carries."

Scarlett shrugged. "This station has plenty of fuel, we just need a lot of tankers to hot refuel. Yeah, I know, too dangerous. But what else can we do?"

-Scarlett

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Jim knew he'd hardened his little ship against radiation, so he wan't concerned about that aspect of the operation. He raised his hand again and when recognized said,

"If'n I kin git a fuel tank pod fer a Wren from th' station, I'll volunteer t' fly fuel out t' th' ships tryin' t' stop th' Apollo.  I'll need a couple o' volunteers t' handle th' fuel lines, though."

- Jim

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Scarlett smiled at him again. "Thank you Mr. Duncan, I appriciate it. We have some tankers for off port refueling, but nowhere enough. We can get you a couple of the boys from the dock that know their refueling lines.

Edgar, I'll need you to come up with the best placement of the tugs on the hull of the Apollo. I'll also need some relay ships to keep data flowing to the tugs on the backside of the Ark. Techs, I need that line of sight data stream rolling immediately.

If all else fails and communications keep trying to slow that beast down! We've got a lot of work to do, and the Apollo ain't gonna wait for us to get our act together. The further out we can stop this thing the better. I want our tugs and ships outbound in two hours. Good luck eveyone, and stay safe."

-Scarlett

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Jim smiled at Scarlett and nodded his head to acknowledge her thanks and acceptance of his offer.  With the breakup of the meeting, Jim headed to the docking area to requisition a tanker pod for his Wren, and arranged for a safe place to park his usual work pod.  He called to check in with Skyplex Control and said,

="Skyplex control, this is light transport Xiurong.  I'm changing out th' cargo pods t' take on a fuel pod an will fill 'er up.  I kin be on my way as soon as ye git me a couple of workers what kin handle refuein' in th' Black.  Over."=

The engineer then used his time wisely to get the ship's pod changed out and filled with fuel, and though the Xiurong was small, she was extremely fast, and could make the run between the tugs and the station in record time.

A soon as the fyeling techs arrived, he'd be ready to leave and get on station.

- Jim

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=Xiurong, this is Skyplex control, that's a negative on the pod, we have an emergency situation requiring all  fuel pods.=

The speaker went dead for a minute before crackling back to life. =Sorry Mr. Duncan, there was some confusion there. Requisition approved. Pod may be picked up at fueling dock 3. Your assigned crewmen will meet you there. Appologies again.=

-Skyplex Control Intern

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Jim chuckled to himself and muttered something about large bureaucracies before responding.  ="Roger that, Control.  I'm a'headin' fer th' Fuelin' Dock rat now.  Xiurong out."=

With deft maneuvering, Jim cleared his current cargo berth and pulled the little ship back to head for Fueling Dock 3.

- Jim

---------------- Changing Thread to Transport Ship Xiurong ----------------

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