Ensign Keneth Nakada - Debrief
Keneth Nakada
(( Deck 14, Main Engineering outside the Chief Engineers Office, USS Ronin ))
Keneth slowed to a stop in front of the Chief Engineer’s office. He hadn’t seen the man much this mission and he quickly catalogued all the stuff he’d been up to.
oO Blew up computer, got infected, hobbled together tricorders … Oo
Roop: Mister Nakada! ::his voice had a warm chuckle to it:: Was that you :;pointing:: I saw across the Blackwell medlab on day three of our inoculation study?
Ensign Roop entered the scene, having been invited right alongside him. The man looked better than he had the last Keneth had seen him, and in a good mood to boot.
Nakada: :: wry grin :: The lab has many amenities. A small price to pay, I say.
And really it did, the water and air filtration equipment was a masterpiece, a structure of divine complexion. Nary a stray proton could escape its warm embrace. Also, mimosas the nurses said “the study was indifferent to”. Seeing a drunk Andoran stumble into a wall, Keneth had doubts.
Roop: I wasn’t certain, with all that ‘Don’t sit up. Don’t sit up’ business from the nursing technicians. ::slowing and pointing at the door:: I do apologize for being difficult on the Rose mission. As we head in here now, it is my hope you didn’t take any of it to heart. With your ship experience, you should take the lead on any project discussion. I’ll listen, still chime in, but, goodness…let’s hope you don’t wish to shut me up. ::big breath, hand extended towards the door panel:: Let’s instead make sure and ask your questions first.
Keneth shook his head before the man even finished.
Nakada: Not at all. If there is anything we should take away from this mission, it’s teamwork. And you, Mr. Roop, are a fantastic partner.
And he really was, with quick intellect and insights Keneth hadn’t even imagined. If they were booth good engineers, he was sure that their team would be extraordinary.
With a final node, they pressed the door panel arrival request.
Tucker: It’s open!
(( Deck 14, Chief Engineers Office, USS Ronin ))
They came to a halt before Marty’s desk, standing at attention. Marty waved a hand as he took another sip of his beverage.
Tucker: At ease, ensigns, before you pull something. ::motioning to the two chairs on the opposite side of the desk:: Please have a seat, no need to be completely formal.
Keneth lowered himself into one of the chairs, letting up from his stiff salute posture. He was pretty sure he had pulled something.
Tucker: So, first I need you’re after-action reports. Second, how are you all feeling? If needed, the Consular is available if you’d like to pursue that route. Alternatively, I have an open-door policy here, and I'm not one to judge. My office and engineering team as a whole are a safe space.
Keneth slid his PADD onto the desk and settled back.
Nakada: Much better after sleeping twenty hours.
Roop: ::placing the after-action report PADD on the Chief’s desk:: Yessir.
The Chief nodded and got down to business.
Tucker: I’m glad you both returned in what seems good health, better than being in a bucket. ::he gave a half smile::
A terse, awkawrd silence filled the room as he and Roop seemed to fidget in their chairs. It was a bold attempt at levity a tad too soon, perhaps.
Tucker: I have a project for both of you. I would like you to develop a more effective solution for the containment fields used during outbreaks. Some of those systems have failed and need replacement. We require stronger security to contain especially dangerous viruses.
Necessity was the mother of invention, or perhaps a healthy dose of fear. Out here in the Alpha Isles, they had to be much more self-reliant than anywhere else in the galaxy, with no help even if they called for it.
Speaking of danger, pathogens were pretty weak individually.
Nakada: Pathogens in general are pretty weak, any forcefield is energy :: pause :: so it should be automatically lethal Technically, you can even use force fields to disinfect wounds.
A tidbit he’d learned from three semesters of doing obstacle courses at the Academy.
Roop: ::nodding as he listened:: I agree with Mister Nakada, we can certainly make any forcefield pathogenically lethal. ::his hand stirring the air:: What quarantine level is our goal? ::looking to Keneth and back:: Maximum?
Keneth nodded, the power of a forcefield climbed pretty quickly, having to be projected into space. Every last percent of sterility would cost a lot of energy.
Tucker: Yes, Maximum, and I want the ability to activate this off every deck as needed. There should be three designated locations to set off these barriers: the CMO’s office, the Captain's chair, and the CSO’s office. And should provide alpha-level clearance.
Nakada: That’s … quite the rewire.
The Ronin was old. And while that made their lives interesting, it also made changes difficult. They’d need to run high gauge wiring to every bulkhead, find emitters from somewhere, program a activation sequence, work it into the security sub processor …
Roop: So, this project's scope is beyond Lab Four on deck ten, obviously. Science Labs? And Sickbay?
Tucker: Labs, Sickbay, Engineering - all critical systems must be addressed as well as finding something that can stand in as a triage center if needed. One of the cargo bays can be used in a pinch. Just find one that’s most like empty. Good luck, by the way. We’re taking on supplies from The Farm and the Blackheart, so it could be crowded while you work on this.
Nakada: Assuming we can get the emitters from our friends here, :: rubbing the injection site on his arm :: we would need to isolate this from our main power system. The main one simply had too many vulnerabilities. Ports everywhere, all computers can backed an overload, the controller’s very complicated …
Keneth trailed off as Roop perked up.
Roop: Well, certainly, two separate systems would avoid cascade spillover failures. Even a basic shared power grid revealed its weakness.
Tucker: What if we rig its own power source like the holodecks? The holodecks operate on their own power grid, ensuring that their operation does not hinder the primary function of the ship or the computing power required.
Which would necessitate another fusion core. Which might be fine, actually. In fact, it may even help do other things.
Nakada: Perhaps we can jump to the next generation in design and simply isolate other critical systems as well, such as life support.
Roop: That’s a good point. The Security Complex and Life Support systems on deck eleven are critical exposure systems that could also be walled off. If the Compass Rose is to be taken as an example of...sabotaged cascade failure.
Tucker: Agreed, that’s a great idea. Double the efforts in high-risk areas, such as the Security Complex and life support systems.
Keneth pulled out his notes PADD and began scribbling.
Nakada: :: excited :: Absolutely, if we can request a spare transport warp core from one of the derelict transport freighters. :: begins thumbing through ship inventories ::
Roop: ::leaning forward with a tilted head and eyes bouncing once towards Keneth:: We’ll do our best, Sir.
Keneth held out a thumbs up, still distracted.
Tucker: I wouldn’t expect any less. I also hope you two take some time to go planet-side and decompress after such a stressful mission. The work will be here, trust me. But do get some you time. Alright?
Roop: Response
Nakada: :: smile ::
Marty nodded and smiled.
Tucker: Alright, you two, you’re dismissed. And have fun, that's an order. Now shoo! ::he laughed and smiled at the two::
Roop: Response
(( OOC: Roop, we can continue this in another sim, wanted to end this off cleanly. ))
TAG/END scene for Keneth Nakada
Ensign Keneth Nakada
Engineering Officer
USS Ronin
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