Lt. Cmd. Silveira: That gut feeling…
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May 9, 2026, 1:59:53 PM (22 hours ago) May 9
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((USS Artemis-A, deck 11, Hazardous Materials Lab))
Vitor blinked as his brain tried to process what Tarsan was saying.
Engineering technobable was a very distinct thing, and Vitor always thought that it should be recognized as an official language, even if he didn’t understand some of it.
Tarsan's explanation was right in that section between “What does that mean?” and “Explain that in simple Standard as if I was a three year old?”
Tarsan gestured to all the readings
Tarsan: I don’t know. It’s possible the pocket will crumple in on itself and destroy the entire thing. Or uh.. It might turn itself inside out and everything inside the pocket would try and… inhabit the same space as everything around it.
Silveira: That’s… Confusing and it sounds bad…
Cole: So best case, it collapses and we lose the contents. Worst case, reality gets… ::moving her hands together into a single tight ball::
Bancroft: Huh. Second time today my entire existence has been threatened by advanced engineering. ::glancing between Cole and Tarsan, the faintest smile under his mustache:: And I can’t help noticing that the two of you are present in both incidents. ::kindly:: D’tin, in the future you might consider requesting a transfer if you’re ever assigned to a team with the three of us together.
Breys: Response
Tarsan: Yeah uh, the metaphor kinda falls apart there.
Silveira: Or on itself from what you said Ensign.
Cole: ::shrugs:: That’s the trouble with metaphors.
The Doc looked at Cole.
Bancroft: ::leaning forward:: You, of all people, have trouble with metaphors? I may need to sit down.
Vitor looked at Breys, ignoring the friendly bantering.
Breys: Response
Vitor closed his eyes, took a deep breath and rubbed his neck before he spoke again.
Silveira: Let’s see if you are right, Ensign Tarsan. ::He looked at the others:: Anyone have any other thoughts?
Cole: We need to know whether opening the box reveals the contents or collapses the conditions keeping them where they are.
Bancroft: Unless something’s changed with our sensor tech in the past ::checks chrono:: few seconds, it sounds like the only way we’re going to learn what’s inside is to actually open it. D’tin? Gavrin?
Breys/Tarsan: Response
Vitor nodded as he listened to them.
Silveira: OK we can also try that. Just remember, no boom on the box
Cole: If that pocket is real, then this isn’t a box anymore. It’s a boundary.
Doc Rogers kept working on the controls, Vitor tried to collect all the data that’s been going around his head.
Bancroft: The HML’s safety protocols are still active, Commander. I’m… almost entirely sure we’ll be fine.
Breys/Tarsan: Response
Vitor almost bent forward, as the seam separated. He wasn’t certain but there was a humming?... No it was something else…
He narrowed his eyes, in all that human instinct that narrowing the eyes would sharpen the hearing. He knew there was an explanation to that but now it was buried deep in his mind
Cole: Easy. That sound changed the moment the seal moved. Nobody rushes the next step.
Bancroft: I’m picking up what looks like trace antineutrino residue. Can anyone confirm?
Breys/Tarsan: Response
Vitor straightened himself. Even if he hadn’t seen anything like that there was something he recognized. And he was around the Fleet long enough to know who usually might be involved with it.
As they were “peeling” it off, his gut feeling was pushing them into his brain.
Cole: So the good news is, it’s interesting. The bad news is, it might be thinking.
Vitor nodded. Not exactly thinking, more like processing or…
Bancroft: Or trying to talk… that change in pitch we heard? I think it was an automated distress signal. I’m seeing what look like communication signals. Outbound.
Vitor was so distracted when Doc Rogers finished his train of thought that he nearly jumped.
But keeping it together, after all what would his team thought if the team leader was jump scared?
Reacting in the same second he thought first in protection. And containment.
Silveira: Shut it down.
Breys/Tarsan/Cole: Response
Doc Rogers shook his head.
Bancroft: Respectfully, don’t shut down the signal – let’s just make sure it doesn’t get wherever it’s trying to go. ::looking up reflexively:: Computer, erect a level-ten subspace damping field around the Hazardous Materials Lab. Isolate the lab from all internal and external communications relays. No outbound subspace, EM, tachyon, or carrier-wave emissions without command authorization.
Computer: Acknowledged. Level-ten subspace damping field established. Hazardous Materials Lab isolated from communications relays. Outbound emissions restricted.
Silveira: Okay, fast thinking Doc… Now what?
Breys/Tarsan/Silveira/Cole: Response
Bancroft: So, whatever we’ve got in here has antineutrino residue and is trying to phone a friend. Possibly the same system, possibly two different but interconnected systems. Anyone have any theories?
Vitor nodded. It would be hard for him to explain but as years went forward there were things one learned that simply… Connected…
If earlier on most of his gut feelings were either way off or a close miss, as his experience grew he was getting better with them.
Silveira: Yeah… Romulans.
Breys/Tarsan/Cole: Response
Vitor shrugged.
Silveira: It’s a gut feeling more than anything. This feels like something that the Romulans would come up with. If we could get some evidence on it… ::Vitor raised his hand:: I am not saying I am right, if any of you have any other thoughts or ideas, please state them…
But I really feel it's Romulans…
Breys/Tarsan/Cole/Bancroft: Response
Vitor leaned forward, looked back at the box and then the others,with a raised eyebrow and a wrinkled forehead.
Silveira: Can we translate that? Make it discernible or have a way to talk back? Maybe that way we get to see logs or anything that gives us concrete evidence.
I mean… What can explain the antineutrinos and that space pocket thing Ensign Tarsan explained? I… ::from the back of his mind a thought formed:: Wait… Isn’t that used by someone for transportation?
Breys/Tarsan/Cole/Bancroft: Response
Vitor tipped his head. Looks like his gut wasn’t that wrong…
Silveira: Oh really?
Breys/Tarsan/Cole/Bancroft: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Cmd. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor blinked as his brain tried to process what Tarsan was saying.
Engineering technobable was a very distinct thing, and Vitor always thought that it should be recognized as an official language, even if he didn’t understand some of it.
Tarsan's explanation was right in that section between “What does that mean?” and “Explain that in simple Standard as if I was a three year old?”
Tarsan gestured to all the readings
Tarsan: I don’t know. It’s possible the pocket will crumple in on itself and destroy the entire thing. Or uh.. It might turn itself inside out and everything inside the pocket would try and… inhabit the same space as everything around it.
Silveira: That’s… Confusing and it sounds bad…
Cole: So best case, it collapses and we lose the contents. Worst case, reality gets… ::moving her hands together into a single tight ball::
Bancroft: Huh. Second time today my entire existence has been threatened by advanced engineering. ::glancing between Cole and Tarsan, the faintest smile under his mustache:: And I can’t help noticing that the two of you are present in both incidents. ::kindly:: D’tin, in the future you might consider requesting a transfer if you’re ever assigned to a team with the three of us together.
Breys: Response
Tarsan: Yeah uh, the metaphor kinda falls apart there.
Silveira: Or on itself from what you said Ensign.
Cole: ::shrugs:: That’s the trouble with metaphors.
The Doc looked at Cole.
Bancroft: ::leaning forward:: You, of all people, have trouble with metaphors? I may need to sit down.
Vitor looked at Breys, ignoring the friendly bantering.
Breys: Response
Vitor closed his eyes, took a deep breath and rubbed his neck before he spoke again.
Silveira: Let’s see if you are right, Ensign Tarsan. ::He looked at the others:: Anyone have any other thoughts?
Cole: We need to know whether opening the box reveals the contents or collapses the conditions keeping them where they are.
Bancroft: Unless something’s changed with our sensor tech in the past ::checks chrono:: few seconds, it sounds like the only way we’re going to learn what’s inside is to actually open it. D’tin? Gavrin?
Breys/Tarsan: Response
Vitor nodded as he listened to them.
Silveira: OK we can also try that. Just remember, no boom on the box
Cole: If that pocket is real, then this isn’t a box anymore. It’s a boundary.
Doc Rogers kept working on the controls, Vitor tried to collect all the data that’s been going around his head.
Bancroft: The HML’s safety protocols are still active, Commander. I’m… almost entirely sure we’ll be fine.
Breys/Tarsan: Response
Vitor almost bent forward, as the seam separated. He wasn’t certain but there was a humming?... No it was something else…
He narrowed his eyes, in all that human instinct that narrowing the eyes would sharpen the hearing. He knew there was an explanation to that but now it was buried deep in his mind
Cole: Easy. That sound changed the moment the seal moved. Nobody rushes the next step.
Bancroft: I’m picking up what looks like trace antineutrino residue. Can anyone confirm?
Breys/Tarsan: Response
Vitor straightened himself. Even if he hadn’t seen anything like that there was something he recognized. And he was around the Fleet long enough to know who usually might be involved with it.
As they were “peeling” it off, his gut feeling was pushing them into his brain.
Cole: So the good news is, it’s interesting. The bad news is, it might be thinking.
Vitor nodded. Not exactly thinking, more like processing or…
Bancroft: Or trying to talk… that change in pitch we heard? I think it was an automated distress signal. I’m seeing what look like communication signals. Outbound.
Vitor was so distracted when Doc Rogers finished his train of thought that he nearly jumped.
But keeping it together, after all what would his team thought if the team leader was jump scared?
Reacting in the same second he thought first in protection. And containment.
Silveira: Shut it down.
Breys/Tarsan/Cole: Response
Doc Rogers shook his head.
Bancroft: Respectfully, don’t shut down the signal – let’s just make sure it doesn’t get wherever it’s trying to go. ::looking up reflexively:: Computer, erect a level-ten subspace damping field around the Hazardous Materials Lab. Isolate the lab from all internal and external communications relays. No outbound subspace, EM, tachyon, or carrier-wave emissions without command authorization.
Computer: Acknowledged. Level-ten subspace damping field established. Hazardous Materials Lab isolated from communications relays. Outbound emissions restricted.
Silveira: Okay, fast thinking Doc… Now what?
Breys/Tarsan/Silveira/Cole: Response
Bancroft: So, whatever we’ve got in here has antineutrino residue and is trying to phone a friend. Possibly the same system, possibly two different but interconnected systems. Anyone have any theories?
Vitor nodded. It would be hard for him to explain but as years went forward there were things one learned that simply… Connected…
If earlier on most of his gut feelings were either way off or a close miss, as his experience grew he was getting better with them.
Silveira: Yeah… Romulans.
Breys/Tarsan/Cole: Response
Vitor shrugged.
Silveira: It’s a gut feeling more than anything. This feels like something that the Romulans would come up with. If we could get some evidence on it… ::Vitor raised his hand:: I am not saying I am right, if any of you have any other thoughts or ideas, please state them…
But I really feel it's Romulans…
Breys/Tarsan/Cole/Bancroft: Response
Vitor leaned forward, looked back at the box and then the others,with a raised eyebrow and a wrinkled forehead.
Silveira: Can we translate that? Make it discernible or have a way to talk back? Maybe that way we get to see logs or anything that gives us concrete evidence.
I mean… What can explain the antineutrinos and that space pocket thing Ensign Tarsan explained? I… ::from the back of his mind a thought formed:: Wait… Isn’t that used by someone for transportation?
Breys/Tarsan/Cole/Bancroft: Response
Vitor tipped his head. Looks like his gut wasn’t that wrong…
Silveira: Oh really?
Breys/Tarsan/Cole/Bancroft: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Cmd. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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