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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Quantum Spin==
===by David Kiel===
SD 2261.091
MD 2.1050
USS Hood Cargo Bay 4
Cargo bay four was filled with twisted and blackened metal. It had taken more
than an hour to tractor it inside through randomly programmed and extremely
temporary shield windows. Hemux surveyed the gathered data pouring in from a
dozen each of science and engineering specialists. The room flowed with blue
and gold uniforms.
She had another group of scientists burning spare hull plating with phasers and
plasma to try and analyze any sort of subtle differences in the way the two
ships burned. She sifted through the data as it flowed in from dozens of
tricorders comparing it to the data from the last hour looking for minuscule
shadows of differences, trying to find tiny patters in a jumble of otherwise
meaningless mathematics.
She tapped keys and fed the data through predesigned filters. Metallic stress,
plasma fatigue, power echoes, phaser etching patterns. Nothing stood out as
usefully different. The hull materials on TSS Hood were somewhat different,
they would be interesting to analyze metalurgically when time permitted but they
possessed much the same tensile, crystalline and compressive properties.
She switched to a spectrum analysis. TSS Hood's plating was noticeably
different in that it reflected less energy spectrum wide than similar plating
from USS Hood. It was a difference, but not a useful one. It helped make TSS
Hood harder to find, not easier. Sighing she switched once more to the quantum
analysis, watched the lines scroll rapidly across a pair of displays side by
side. Page after page after dozen pages and then again it scrolled and scrolled
and scrolled and,…
Hemux's hand twitched and both displays stopped. To anyone else it was half a
thousand meaningless digits splayed over twin displays. But the science
officers eyes widened, one massively useful difference. A radiative particle
given off in heat exchange and a quadrillion other common subatomic processes.
But in this one exchange in this one so very common exchange, heat transfer,
there was a subtle difference.
TSS Hood had the opposite spin, every particle when observed. Up, always up.
USS Hood down, every time, down. Everything in her universe would radiate in
this manner when heat was exchanged, planets, stars, moons, her ship herself,
even the background radiation in the vaccum of space. All down, always down.
Except for one thing. The TSS Hood, her hull, her shields, her crew and the
very field cloaking them. One particle given off in one so very common
condition would spin so very tellingly up.
"Hemux to Zade."
"Zade here."
"I'm sending you some deflector array settings. Input them and run a passive
scan."
"Have we found something?"
"I believe so, I'm on my way to the bridge."
/ / /
Five minutes later Hemux was on the bridge, standing next to Zade as she tapped
mathematical sequences into the sensor display with entirely unfair speed and
precision. Zade eyes widened as she began to recognize the numbers and their
intent.
"It's a completely passive scan, we don't even have to direct sensors at them?"
"They wont even know we've found them, if it works."
Zade finished and within five seconds a blue outline appeared in the distance on
the port display. "Nice." The Trill whistled. "Put that on the main screen
and magnify."
The main screen changed and resolved and suddenly they were looking at an
incredibly detailed blue relief map of the TSS Hoods hull, down to the twisted
and shattered nacelle they had salvaged remains from. The entire thing was
encased in an elliptical blue cloud, the outline of the cloaking field.
Cedria walked a little closer to the display and stood next to Captain Steele's
chair, twisting one lock of long brown hair around her index finger. "Keep that
on the display, but continue our search pattern. We don't want to have to break
them in half until the Captains found his way off that ship."
Respectfully submitted;
David Kiel
Lt Cedria Zade,
NAV, USS HOOD NCC-1703
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