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"A Fresh Start"
USS Sentinel, Mission #6
Summary
Having narrowed down the search for the 12 mission
crewmembers, discovering that their patterns in the main computer were the only
thing keeping the Maubry from going critical, and subsequently watching one little
packet of data/person sacrifice herself for the others to escape - the Sentinel
crew onboard the Maubry have begun the transfer of the 11 survivors. Can they save
the twelfth?
Ensign sh'Tolar has
returned to the Sentinel to do what she can from there, leaving Baudin and D'Mera
to man the reins.
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<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Sits in her chair on the bridge, thinking over
this whole situation.::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
OPS: How's the transfer
coming?
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
<*OPS*>
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@::Stands idly by the transporter pad, waiting for Baudin to finish his work.::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Tapping away furiously at his station, trying to
work out any means of rescuing the twelfth crewmans
patterns.::
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@*CO*: 45% and counting. It might be
a challenge trying to get the last one out without sh'Tolar, sir, but...we can
certainly try. ::glances at D'Mera. could always use her help if she's willing
to give it::
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@::Notices the Operations Officer looking
at her for help. She's offered enough help while stuck on this heap. If he needs
me, he's going to have to ask politely, she thinks.::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Boosts the power transfer beam as much as possible without creating another issue
for the crew to deal with.::
ACTION: The
Maubry reads out as full power, the transfer beam from the Sentinel giving her all
the juice she needs for a little while longer.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@::Feels an itch on her forearm - beneath her inhibitor. There's no getting
to that one! She begins rubbing her arm against the console, as the itch lingers
and tingles. She scoffs, audibly.::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: Captain,
We've given the Maubry as much power as possible, but this is going to give
us a few seconds more, not enough time we need to rescue the twelfth crewman.
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
CO: You think we'll be able to get them all?
That last crewmember is going to be really close.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@*CO*: All right, that should be it. The eleven are no longer in the Maubry; they're
in Sentinel's capable hands now, sir. We'll start trying to transfer the
last one in fifteen seconds.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@TAC: And then we
get the hell off this ship as fast as we can. We should have seventy seconds. Get
ready.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@OPS: Just like that? Shouldn't we prepare
to beam out or something? ::Begins to panic as she steps onto the pad.::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
AUX: All we need are a few seconds, I hear fortune favors the bold.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: I estimate we have no more than 70 seconds after we retrieve the 11 crewmember
patterns...its not much.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
*OPS:* Hold off on
that just a moment.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO: And our best guess
is still 60 seconds to retrieve crewmember #12?
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: Given that we will need to remain at our current range, it leaves little room
for error.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@TAC: ...A moment gives us that much
more time, anyway. ::with something of a little sigh::
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Nods:: CO: I hope this works...
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: Aye Captain,
we'll have ten seconds to make for a safe distance...assuming the transfer works
as we plan.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@OPS: For the record, I think this is
stupid. ::She glares.::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
*OPS:* Alright, we got
a ten second window to make this work. Before we begin, we should beam back anyone
not needed for the procedure. Can you do it alone?
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@TAC: Noted. You want to go? We'll have you transported back right now if you'd
rather watch from a distance. Work off some steam.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO: Keep your finger on the button, as soon as we have the last pattern, we need
to be far away from here.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@OPS: Excellent. ::Without
another word, D'Mera steps onto the pad.:: Sentinel: One to beam up. ::She smirks
at Baudin in his fool's errand. OPS: Good luck.
ACTION: D'Mera shimmers away, transporting safely back to the
Sentinel, leaving Baudin alone with the twelfth crewman in the dark
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: Aye Captain, I've projected the fastest course
out of the area and feed it to the helm. I'm as ready as I'll ever
be, as the terrans say.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@*CO*: ...Right. Whenever
you're ready over on Sentinel, sir, and I'll begin the transfer.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO: And, Lt. beam Baudin back 10 seconds before the Maubry goes critical, whether
we have the pattern or not.
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Nods her approval::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::blinks at the Captain slightly confused at the idea
he would leave the OPS:: CO: Naturally.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
::Smiles
slightly:: CSO: Just making sure we're all on the same page.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: 70 seconds.....MARK.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
*OPS*: Alright Ensign,
go for it, and good luck.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
@::Removes her EVA helmet
and stashes it in the storage bin in the transporter room. She tunes the console
to listen in on the mission as it proceeds.::
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@::begins
the transfer, mindful of the clock he's set at the same time. 12 is spread across
so many systems, though, the entire ship. this isn't the same as the others
in one small package::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Monitors the transfer percentage
as well as the cores condition.:: CO: 60 seconds....12 percent complete.
ACTION: On Baudin's screen, packets of data from the
tiniest subroutine to the largest critical functions come together to form a single
entity, bit by bit.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@::already sees
that the time they have might not be enough:: Self: No, no, come on, work with me
here, please...we just want to save you, too.
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Crosses her fingers and whispers a little prayer::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::watches intently as the transfer climbs and the clock drops.:: CO: 28 percent....50
seconds.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Shakes his head slightly.:: CO: 39 percent,
40 seconds.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@::it might not even be all her--this
is too quick, this should be done more carefully, is all of that her or other bits
of other subroutines? where's the rest of her? left behind?:: Aloud: Just let
go if you can...
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO: How we looking?
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Takes a deep breath, not realizing he had been holding
his breath as the percentage jumps.:: CO: 70 percent, 30 seconds.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
CO: Its going to be close...very close.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO:
Alright, remember. Finger on the button.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
@Aloud:
Your crew is waiting for you. We're trying to help-- ::he doesn't like the
numbers, between the percentage and the seconds counting down::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Nods not even looking at the Captain as he watches the countdown.:: CO: 85 percent,
20 seconds.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Lets out the breath he'd been
holding as he practically punches his finger through the console to retrieve Ensign
Baudin.:: CO: 100 percent, 10 seconds!
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO:
Beam the ensign out and punch it!
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
::Finishes removing
her EVA suit and throws it into the bin on the grav sled that's going to be
heading to decon. She puts her hands on her hips as she listens in along with the
transporter officer.::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
*All*: All hands, brace
for impact.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Grabs the edge of his console as
the auto programmed course jerks the ship away from the Maubry.:: CO: safe distance
in 8 seconds....I hope.
ACTION: As the transfer finishes,
Baudin disappears in a shimmer of blue light, returning safely to the Sentinel's
Transporter Room just as the ship bursts away from the scene at high speed, screaming
through space. Moment later, the Maubry finally goes critical, her explosion sending
a shockwave racing after the glisteningly new Sovereign-class Starship.
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO: Shields up!
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Pulls up the ships shields and puts as much power into the aft screens.:: CO:
Shields up Captain, safe distance in 3 seconds!
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Winces visibly:: CSO: Did we get Baudin?
ACTION:
The shields wink into existence around the Sentinel's hull just before the shockwave
crashes into her, inertial dampeners doing what they can, but the ship bucks and
writhes under the stress, moments counting down before finally the Sentinel punches
into warp and to the safety of open space
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
AUX: I...believe so.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
::Sees Baudin materialize on
the transporter pad and nods respectfully towards him.::
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
::blinks at the transport, nods back at D'Mera and immediately starts stripping
out of the EVA suit. the sooner they see this through, the better.::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
CSO/AUX: Fantastic, but we can't celebrate yet. As soon as we're ready,
check the condition of the Maubry's crew patterns.
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Nods to the CO::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
::Nods back::
ACTION: The crew gathers themselves a few moments later,
Ensign Baudin at the controls in the Transporter Room attempting to piece together
the Maubry's crew's patterns into a transportable signature. The bridge
crew gather around to assist and to watch, Commander Stradiot standing by with a
medical team while Thur is in surgery elsewhere.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
::D'Mera continues packing away the equipment from the mission, sending the
grav sled with the EVA suits down to Decon, and locking up the arms locker adjacent
to the transporter room. She watches from across the room as Baudin works.::
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
::sh'Tolar should be here to see this, he thinks.
It's her work, after all, that got them here. But he's pieced them all together
as best as he can.:: ALL: If everyone is ready... ::not that he's going to wait
for a response before he starts beaming the first six back into physical form--he
hopes::
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::looks over the equipment at the
Medics brought with them, making sure it covers any possibility::
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Stands silently, watching the procedure hoping he won't be needed.::
ACTION: Slowly, the patterns begin to re-emerge, forming
shimmering blue people-like shapes. Ten seconds pass, then fifteen, before the first
six Maubry crew finally rematerialise, four of the collapsing on the pad while the
other two stumble, slurring and shivering, naked and disorientated.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Rushes forward to assist the medical team with the
survivors and clear the transporter pad.::
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Rushes forward with the Medics and start running tricorders over them::
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
CSO/AUX: Are they all alive? ::first thing's first,
after all, tense at the console::
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Nods::
All: They're all alive...but suffering from severe transporter sickness. I need
them all taken to Sickbay immediately.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Helps pull
one of the unconscious crewmen off to the side as another medic scans them.:: OPS:
It seems so, though they are in varying states of distress.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
OPS: I am unfortunately not a medical doctor.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
::begins
to transport the remaining six, lucky(?) number 12 included. if they're all
going to sickbay, they should all go as one::
ACTION: The medical
team begin moving the survivors to beds and down to Sickbay while the next batch
begin to materialise.
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Continues to run scans
over the incoming patients.::
ACTION: Five of the
signatures begin to form as normal, another batch of crewmen rematerializing like
the first, naked and stumbling, collapsing to the pad while the sixth remains a
shimmering blue, fluctuating image.
<TAC_Ens_DMera>
::Crosses her fingers for the 12th image as it shimmers.::
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
::taps a few more commands into the console, trying to get the pattern to stabilize::
Self: There has to be enough of you there, come on...
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Assists more naked crewmembers, doing his best to look up as he does.:: All: Oh...my!
ACTION: With a final snap, the twelfth crewmember's
pattern coalesces into being, her naked form collapsing to the pad alone.
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Smiles, but keeps her focus as she personally
turns to the last crewmember and looks her over::
<CO_Cmdr_Yeremenko>
ALL: Alright. Let's get the Maubry's crew to sickbay. Good work everyone.
<OPS_Ens_Baudin>
::he's actually surprised it worked--at least
as far as the outsides go. he pauses a beat, then snaps back to reality at the captain's
words::
<AUX_LtCmdr_Stradiot>
::Nods:: CO: She'll be alright...it'll
just take a little longer than the others. Minor gene issues...but nothing the CMO
can't handle.
<CSO_LtJG_Hret>
::Smiles nervously at the very
naked, hairless people.:: All: Yes....well. Welcome back......yes.
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