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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: "Dangerous Liaisons" (RESEND)== | |||
===by [[Lusby_Scott|Lusby, Scott]]=== | |||
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SD: 2260.159 | |||
MD: -6.1400 | |||
Setting: Main Engineering, O-Deck, USS HOOD | |||
<<NOTE- this post was resent because I missed a detail in Dave's last post. | |||
Sorry for cluttering your mailbox.>> | |||
Lieutenant Commander Gar Th'elenth was having a hell of a day. In a good | |||
sense. | |||
It had taken some time for things to calm down in Engineering; three Chief | |||
Engineers in the space of a few days, one of whom died while on duty, is | |||
enough to rattle any department's cage. But Th'elenth was impressed by the | |||
level of professionalism in his department. It was a little thin on | |||
experience- as to be expected when promoting two new Chief Engineers from | |||
within in the span of a few days- but it was long on work ethic and a desire | |||
to "get it right." That, above all, Gar liked. | |||
Too many engineers- in his mind, anyway- played fast and loose with repairs; | |||
"as long as it works" was a motto he'd heard more than once in his days. And | |||
when in the midst of battle, that attitude was certainly a necessity more | |||
often than not... | |||
...but battles end, and that's when the time came for more "permanent" | |||
solutions. Like the work one of his teams was working on now. | |||
Gar stood next to Commander Merrick, the new First Officer and Chief | |||
Engineer before Commander Phillipa, and gazed at the main display in | |||
Engineering, located in a central location near the warp core, and tried to | |||
look more calm than he was as he watched the team's progress on the monitor | |||
in front of him. | |||
They were replacing a patched section of one of the two main EPS relays- one | |||
of the relays that moves the electro-plasma created in the warp core by the | |||
electromagnetically-controlled annihilation of deuterium and anti-deuterium- | |||
out of engineering, up each of the support pylons, and over the warp coils | |||
in the nacelles. The breached section was inside the damaged port pylon, | |||
and now that the pylon itself was fixed and stability returned to the | |||
nacelle, it was time to tackle the heavy conduit. | |||
With the warp core down, the risk of being exposed to the deadly delta | |||
radiation from warp plasma was eliminated, as was the off-chance of making | |||
contact with the high-pressure, high-temperature plasma. | |||
But there were ALWAYS dangers, Gar knew. | |||
And one was about to happen. | |||
They had just finished replacing the conduit, and the teams had made neat | |||
work out of welds needed to connect it into place- clean beads, strong | |||
coverage- and they were shaking hands and patting themselves on the back fro | |||
a job well done when they came down to Gar. | |||
"OK Chief- let's bring the core back online and see how well you did," Gar | |||
said, glancing at Merrick as he folded his arms across his chest. | |||
Chief Tanner nodded, "Aye, Commander," he said, taking his heavy plasma | |||
welder unit and, tossing it over his shoulder, walked the few steps to the | |||
core's controls. | |||
Tanner, focused completely on the start-up process for the core, had begun | |||
to swing the plasma welder off his shoulder again. | |||
Tanner had not taken note of where he stood, and neither Merrick nor Gar | |||
were quick enough to complete their simultaneous warning. "Chief, be | |||
care--" | |||
At that moment, his heavy welder struck the outer casing of another set of | |||
conduits running through the warp core- the plasma coolant for the warp | |||
core. Tanner, feeling the impact, turned around and bent down to grab and | |||
stabilize his equipment... | |||
The conduit didn't shatter; instead, a spider-web-like crack appeared in the | |||
plastic. With a small hole in the middle... | |||
Small amounts of coolant began to leak from the small hole... | |||
Tanner screamed, trying to cover his face as the coolant ate away his hands. | |||
Th'elenth's orders pierced the Chief's cries. "Ventilation systems on | |||
full!" he shouted, "Reverse the flow in that conduit- clear the system now!" | |||
At the same time, Gar shut down the core; the last thing he wanted was to | |||
compound a bad situation by overheating the core by stopping the flow of its | |||
coolant. | |||
However, as he did, an adjacent console exploded, throwing shards of plastic | |||
everywhere, and releasing an arc of electro-plasma across another engineer's | |||
hands. The man- Pethukov- screamed, and dropped to his knees, cradling his | |||
burned hands. | |||
Th'elenth heard Merrick shouting orders into the nearby comm panel. "Trauma | |||
team to main engineering. I repeat trauma team to main engineering on the | |||
double!" | |||
The Andorian met the First Officer's gaze; both men now wore the mask duty | |||
on their faces, and, as Merrick moved to assist in the care of Tanner and | |||
Pethukov as they waited for the trauma team to arrive, Gar dealt with the | |||
smoldering engineering station, wishing the ventilation systems would work | |||
quicker. | |||
The damage, however, had been done. | |||
<<tag Steve/Andy>> | |||
<<NRPG>> | |||
Steve/Andy- I know we said this might be a JP...but this grew long enough on | |||
its own. Sorry, Steve...but I DID at least leave you a perfect place to | |||
jump in and show off some doctorin' skills. ;) | |||
I wanted this to be a freak accident. We've seen coolant conduit rupture | |||
before, so I figured it could happen. Hope this works for you guys. | |||
Respectfully Submitted, | |||
-- Scott Lusby | |||
/\ LCDR Gar Th'elenth | |||
Chief Engineering Officer | |||
USS HOOD NCC-1703 | |||
ASR: ORIGINS | |||
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