LT Tamio K'Wara - I'm a Pilot, not a Chemist/Engineer/Scientist/Propulsion Historian

[LT Tamio K'Wara]

(( Sensor Pod - USS Artemis-A ))

Tamio’s first go at piloting the TOV sensor suite was going well thus far. Evidently too well, as Jovenan decided to test their mettle by dialing the damn thing to the hardest settings right off of the bat. Now, the targets could be literally anything and Tamio had to correctly guess what scanner settings to use. It was like walking into a minefield with a drill instructor watching behind you, and they knew precisely where every mine was located but refused to tell you. Just watched you with that damnable expression that told you they were just waiting for you to get exploded.

Which, to be fair, wasn’t accurate, as Tamio had no chance of knowing what Jovenan’s face looked at right now. Regardless, they liked to imagine this was her revenge for indirectly calling her boring at the Awards Ceremony.

They hoped she enjoyed their annoyance at themself once they finally found out what this first target was meant to embody.

K’Wara: ::annoyed sigh:: Tetryon emissions. I'd want to double check with a tachyon scan, but it’s a cloaked Ship…

Jovenan: Perfect! Took you a minute, but you got there without a mistake.

K’Wara: I need to send an old drill chief of mine an apology note and a fruit basket now. She’d never let me live down taking this long to find it.

That elicited a chuckle from the Chief of Science, and Tamio allowed the sound to prompt their own smile to reassert itself.

Jovenan: Sounds like she taught you well. It spared you from a simulated diplomatic incident. In the Borderlands, we’re surrounded by fleets that regularly use cloaking technology, so it’s a lesson worth remembering. Which reminds me, Klingon or Romulan?

K’Wara: As in ‘which have you got more experience with’? Klingons. Romulans tend to stay on their own. Klingons make for great partygoers. What about you?

As Tamio redirected the drone for the next target, they listened for Jovenan’s response.

Jovenan: Believe it or not, I’ve needed to interact with Romulans more often than with Klingons, although they’re just behind the border. In fairness, that was decades ago and also never… What does the next target look like?

K’Wara: A target. ::smirks:: Lower subspace band reads clear of tetryon emissions - no cloaks this time, Sir? ::focuses:: Hm. Still, something odd’s there. 

The subspace scans determined that there was nothing dangerous about the target, but it still identified something weird about the supposed ‘area of space’. 

Jovenan: Mm-hmm. Can you tell me anything further? Something about the configuration, perhaps?

K’Wara: ::mutters:: ... hydrazine, liquid oxygen, liquid hydrogen, nitrous oxide… Why does that sound familiar?

Jovenan: Response

While the elements individually were familiar, Tamio wasn’t an engineer or a chemist. Figuring out what these elements were, and what function they might have or what spatial anomaly might prompt all of them to manifest at the same time was impossible for them.

However, there were still ways to get more data, even if the answers themselves eluded them at the moment.

K’Wara: Well, it’s unlikely for those elements to naturally appear in such concentrated quantities in such a narrow area of space- So what if it’s not natural? An explosion of some kind? ::looks over scans:: There’s no evidence of dangerous radiation, no warp emission trails, no- ::considers:: Either it’s a freak accident, or it’s the result of pre-warp technology of some kind.

Jovenan: Response

K’Wara: In order to be sure, I’d phone in a science officer’s opinion, since more invasive scans aren’t recommended for potential First Contact scenarios. ::smiles:: Unless this fancy POD has some more discreet scanning modes I've not found yet?

Jovenan: Response

TAG/TBC

LT Tamio K’Wara

Chief of Operations

USS Artemis-A

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