PNPC Lieutenant Kyle Morgan - Gonna Stage a Break In

[Addison MacKenzie]

(( Outside Water Treatment Plant - Outskirts of the Bantlox Colony, Laoi III ))

Morgan followed the others on one of the makeshift paths that served as a rudimentary, uneven walkway to the digsite. On the way they passed several large machines and now discarded piping. As they walked, Morgan couldn’t help but think that the information being offered didn’t add up. It was trying to reattach a limb to a body it didn’t belong to.

Morgan: Might be safe to assume there won’t be much need for a medical officer. At least, hopefully not.

Silveira: No Doc, at least not yet.

Imril: I have to agree. This ship could be full of nasty surprises. Very aggressive security measures for one. Plus, the ship’s systems have had nearly three decades to degrade. Short-circuits could be the least of the nastiness there. I’m particularly worried about magnetic shielding for the disruptor banks. 

Gnai: Response

Sadar: We need to find out how this Ship got under the plant in the first place. Either this was an advanced Scout Ship, and the Dominion had fighters pass outside of the Bajor System earlier than our history books tell, or they managed to find a way to get their fighters into the ground of an established water treatment facility without anyone noticing.

Bim Pend: What you need to do, is fix whatever this thing’s doing to our computers!

Tellarites were nothing if not direct. Morgan looked to the others.

Morgan: Any way to tell how long this ship has been here? Or its service history?

Silveira: That last one might be too early to know. Only if we salvage some of its database.

Imril: We might get some clues to that by determining the exact complement of offensive systems the ship is outfitted with. That could help us pin down which phase of the war this ship was operating in at the time of the crash. ::Refers to their PADD:: Phased polaron canons were phased out early in the war as Federation shield tech advanced. Antiproton emitters for detecting cloaked ships were swapped out for long-range tachyon scanners about halfway through. Breen energy dampeners were integrated towards the end.

Sadar: Is that something we can determine with scanners? Or do we need to go inside?

Bim Pend: All the scanners we’ve got are experiencing the same fritz as the plant’s computers. We can’t get through it.

Vailani: Our tricorders are affected as well, the closer we get. I could be that once the ship was discovered it triggered some kind of dampening field as a defense measure. 

Gnai: Response

As they neared the hole, Silveira looked around it carefully. Morgan peered over his shoulder, wanting to see what the fuss was about, despite not having the background to know what to make of it even once he got his eyes on it.

Silveira: OK so it’s up to us now. So to me we got two options. One we should secure the hole and check out the ship. ::He tipped his head to Vailani:: We can try and get it database, learn more about it. We dig a little more around it.
Vailani: That ship's computer core and it's contents could be a find for Starfleet historians and I'm sure Commander Dakora and the intelligence team on the Artemis will want to review it's contents. 

Gnai: Response

Morgan waited to see what the second option might entail.

Sadar: Hmm... ::looks to Sil-net:: Option two?

Silveira: Option two, we get everything to a clear distance and start dismantling the ship apart. In whatever way possible, we could blow it up somehow. I think that could be the safest of these options.

The Tellarite administrator clapped his stocky hands together, evidently pleased with the expedient option. Morgan, for one, couldn’t figure out exactly how the small Starfleet team with no equipment might manage that.

Bim Pend: Do that. The faster we get rid of this thing, the faster I can get construction back on schedule.

Imril: I can’t recommend dismantling or demolitions without more information. We don’t know how the ship will, or can, react to either as yet. Or how big an explosion would actually be if we blew it up, because we don't know how much the ships stockpiles will magnify it. If that thing is stuffed with Houdini mines or fully energized weapon banks… Just one Jem’Hadar fighter making a suicide run was packed with enough destructive power to take out a Galaxy-class vessel. We need to be extremely sure what we’re doing before we do it.

Sadar: I-I’m with Ensign Imril! W-We can’t be certain that won’t endanger the colony, e-especially since we don’t have a reasonable way of determining the blast radius, or what it is that’s causing the interference with the colony’s equipment!

And that was just to start.

Vailani: Not to mention our distinct lack of resources for such an operation. 

Morgan: Or the potential health ramifications for those who live here.

Silveira/Gnai: Response

Imril offered another option.

Imril: I think the first thing to do is evacuate the colony, or at least this part of it, to a minimum safe distance.

Bim Pend: Evacuate? But I thought you said you wouldn’t blow it up?

Vailani: It's a precaution, Administrator. The ship could have redundant safety protocols but we'll do everything we can to avoid any damage to your colony and its people. 

Silveira/Gnai: Response

Morgan nodded his agreement.

Imril: The hull of a Galaxy-class vessel being over six hundred meters long, I’d say a one-kilometer radius at minimum. Two or three, if possible. We have to consider how far all of this rock and infrastructure could be thrown in addition to parts of the vessel itself. Dominion warships are designed to maximize that kind of damage as much as possible, with intent to destroy whatever destroyed them.

Sadar: Right... ::looks to the team:: Ensign Imril, Sil-net; do you think you could find a way to get into the Ship? ::considers:: Or at least a way for our tricorders to get through the interference without malfunctioning?

 

Silveira/Imril: Response

 

Sadar: Assistant Chief Morgan, w-would you mind staying with them, in case whatever’s acting up inside the Ship gets, uhh...  Worse?

Morgan: You bet, boss.

 

Gila looked to the others.

 

Sadar: Vai-net, Lieutenant Gnai, please come with me and the Administrator to start evacuating the nearest districts of the colony.

Vailani: :: nods :: Administrator I'd like to know which facilities you have on the planet? Specifically transporters, shuttles and anything used for transporting cargo or produce?

Gnai: Response

 

The Tellarite Administrator was grumbling about something. Surprise.

Bim Pend: Very well... This way then.

Gila and the others started following the Administrator, before Gila had the strangest notion of a premonition. She turned around, narrowing her eyes at the Artemis Tactical Chief as she did so.

Sadar: ::to Sil-net:: Do not go in there without us!

Kyle shrugged, knowing how picky Sil was about which orders he chose to follow.

 

Silveira/Imril/Gnai: Response

When the group of officers went with the administrator, Kyle once again looked back to the partially unearthed ship.

 

Morgan: Well, where do we start?

Silveira/Imril: Response

Tag, and TBC!

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Lieutenant Kyle Morgan
Assistant Chief Medical Officer
USS Artemis-A
V239601AM0