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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: "Seeing Gold"==
===by [[Lusby_Scott|Lusby, Scott]]===
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SD: 2260.175
MD: 1.1458 (About 6 hours after the mission briefing in "Saddle Up!")
Setting: Main Engineering, O-Deck, USS HOOD
Lieutenant Commander Gar Th'elenth took a moment to glance at his situation
display, and, seeing as how nothing had changed since the LAST time he'd
looked 35 seconds ago, he sighed, and his antennae shuffled.
Gar wasn't sure why he was so anxious, and told himself that feeling so was
ridiculous at this point, as he had his department organized and ready: one
of his lieutenants was devoted solely to the health and happiness of the
warp core and engines, and was assisted by one of the new ensigns on board;
he had officers supervising the maintenance of ship's phasers and photon
torpedoes, another the maintenance of its shields and point-defense systems,
each assisted by a junior officer; he had still another officer supervising
the maintenance of the ship's electro-plasma systems, and another
supervising the smaller impulse engine room up on F-Deck.
On top of this, Gar had put another officer in charge of the life-support
systems, which not only included the air, food and water systems, but also
the artificial gravity systems and the inertial dampeners; he definitely
wanted someone with an eye on those at all times.
These divisions within Engineering accounted for roughly half of his
personnel.
The other half were assigned to the department's largest division: Damage
Control. This division was headed by his assistant Chief Engineer and
supported by the remaining officer allotted to him by Personnel. DC was
made up of over 100 ratings and crewmen, grouped into small 6-person teams,
each with a balance of specialties when practical.
Gar had been drilling his new divisions for the past few days as a
department, letting his engineers get a feel for doing their jobs under the
'controlled chaos' that so often accompanied combat situations. And they
were getting better, after a rough start: 5 days ago, it was taking way too
long to get the teams to their proper battle stations. But the last day and
a half had seen marked improvements; their responses weren't fluid-
yet...but they were working in that direction. He was proud of the progress
his department had made in such a short time.
He sighed again as he glanced at the time on his console- 1501 hours.
**I just hope that they do as well as they had been in a ship-wide drill,**
he thought just as the ship's comm whistled.
[[[This is the First Officer. This is an exercise. General Quarters!]]]
Gar glanced up at his assistant. "All right- let's go!" Gar shouted. "All
teams to battle stations!"
As officers, ratings and crewmen scurried around engineering like so many
ants, the ship shuddered. Instantly, Gar saw several icons on his master
status change from green to yellow, even to red in some cases.
"Shields are down- let's get DC-3 down there to help the Shield techs get
them back up," Gar said to his assistant next to him, trying to project a
calm demeanor amongst the escalating fury.
"Aye, Commander," the assistant shouted, and began routing the teams.
"We also need to get damage control teams to C, D, J and M-decks; send EPS
and Life-Support teams along with them," Gar added.
"Aye, Commander," his assistant repeated. "Damage control teams to C, D, J
and M-decks; EPS and Life Support teams to C, D, J and M-decks..."
*****
MD: 1.1508
Setting: J-Deck, near forward weapons control, USS HOOD
Electronics Technician 3rd Class Tam Sh'raavan peered into his tricorder.
"I have a simulated fire at Junction J-17," he said.
"What's causing it?" asked Chief Damage Controlman Antares Kowalczyk, DC-1's
team leader.
"Ruptured EPS junction," Sh'raavan said, his blue antennae wiggling.
"Probably took out the fire suppressions systems in this junction when it
blew."
Kowalczyk nodded. "Alright- seal 'em up, go personal, get out your fire
suppression gear."
Everyone on the team immediately unzipped the hood from the neck of their
suit and, having pulled it tight over their heads, pressed a button.
Suddenly, the hood grew a greenish-tinged mask, covering their entire face
and neck, sealing against the neck of the suit with an audible hiss.
"Personal environmentals operational," Sh'raavan said as he reached around
to his backpack and pulled out the small, red cylinder of fire suppressant.
Normally, the canisters carried a foam specially designed to suppress
electro-plasma fires quickly without damaging the ship's subsystems or pose
a biological threat to the crew. Today, however, since it was a drill, the
triggers had been fitted with a small computer chip, which allowed no fire
suppressant to be released, but gave any tricorder or ship monitoring system
the impression of putting out the fire.
[[[OK- let's move, people,]]] Kowalczyk said, his voice now having a
'canned' quality to it.
As they approached the junction, the ship's comm system whistled in
everyone's ears. [[[Security teams to forward weapons,]]]
Sh'raavan glanced at Kowalczyk. [[[Chief, isn't that where Junction J-17
--]]]
The Chief cut her off. [[[Yes, it is- now let's get that fire put out
before it spreads and does any more damage," he said.
As they approached the junction, they saw a bunch of shadows dancing on the
wall across from the 'fire.'
Chief Kowalczyk stopped Sh'raavan with an arm across her chest. [[[Wait,]]]
he said.
Glancing over his shoulder, he nodded at one of the newer members of the
engineering department, Crewman Thompson. [[[Go take a peek,]]] he said,
[[[and be CAREFUL.]]]
Thompson grinned beneath his mask. [[[Sure, Chief,]]] he said, and moved to
the corner.
When he got there, he slowly peered around the corner. Carefully, he turned
around and shuffled back to their location.
[[[It's Captain Steele,]]] he said. [[[He's got about a dozen men with him,
and they're all armed.]]]
[[[What are they doing?]]]
[[[It looks like they're trying to cut through the bulkhead to get into
Forward Weapons Control,]]] he said. [[[It's a little hard to tell; all
they're doing is pointing phasers at the bulkhead next to the door.]]]
He glanced at Sh'raavan. [[[The fire's right across from them; it's bound
to be giving them a hard time,]]] he thought.
Sh'raavan nodded. "EPS fires are nothing to play with, Chief,]]] he said.
[[[They'd need to get that fire out themselves if they were seeking to
maintain control of that room.]]]
Kowalczyk shook his head, pulling his phaser out. [[[We can't make that
assumption; they could just as easily be looking to take out our ability to
fight,]]] he said. [[[We can't wait for Security- we have to try to slow
them down and stop them now or we'll never get that fire out.]]]
They all nodded; everyone in the DC team knew that, though there were 13 men
trying to burn a way into Forward Weapons, the biggest threat to their
safety by far was the EPS fire. If they didn't contain it, and soon, they'd
loose the deck...and that would spell disaster- a simulated one, yes, but a
disaster nonetheless.
[[[OK- when we get to the intersection, take two others and run across to
the other side,]]] the Chief said to Sh'raavan. [[[The rest of you take
cover with me and help me lay down some covering fire. Then we take out as
many as we can.]]]
The approached the corner of the junction; Kowlaczyk kneeled down and,
peering around the corner, aimed his weapon and fired.
Of course, nothing happened; however, suddenly, one of the gold-shirted
invasion party's uniform began to chirp loudly, then another, and another.
<<NRPG>>
All- Just getting the war games started. I believe that's REDSHIRTS= 3,
GOLDSHIRTS= NIL. ;)
I'm assuming that Daniel will have a team down here in short order by now.
But who knows what else the Captain has up his sleeve.
And of course there's the small matter of the simulated EPS fire. ;)
I also took the liberty of setting the mission date, since this is the day
our mission really begins. I hope that's OK...I was starting to have some
trouble figuring out what was happening when.
Respectfully Submitted,
-- Scott Lusby
/\ LCDR Gar Th'elenth
Chief Engineering Officer
USS HOOD NCC-1703
ASR: ORIGINS
And
CDM Antares Kowalczyk
ET3 Tam Sh'raavan
And the rest of Damage Control Team #1
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