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Asteroid Gamma 601

THE FINAL CHAPTER OF THE PEGASUS SAGA

 ::OOC:: - The last relevant post to the story ended with:

On Tue, Mar 31, 2009 at 6:12 PM, Greg Preast <gregpreast@yahoo.com> wrote:

Once aboard Serendipity, 10 looked aghast. "Only yourself, Greg?"

"Aye, sir. I have the most engineering experience of my crew, " then with an admiring grin, he declared, "plus, I couldn't pass up a chance to work with you. Determined is in good hands with Rob and Blue. As for myself, I'm ready to get this show on the road. Mind if I get some coffee while we wait?"
Greg Preast


 ::IC:: -

As Ten-of-Nine sat in the command chair of Serendipity's bridge, his outward appearance was calmly confident and reserved. Weeks of planning seemed like months or more and this was the entry point to the culmination of that planning. However, inwardly Tens mind was processing scenarios one after the other, working through things that could go wrong. He didn't like the lack of information he was getting from the relatively large security force that was tasked with overseeing the safety of this operation. Even his special "ace-in-the-hole" assets had gone silent. He knew he should abort the mission and send everyone home, but at the same time he had a reckless, livewire, hotshot Captain whom was chomping at the bit to get this ship regardless of the risks. Somehow Ten intuitively knew that the best chance they all had was to move forward. He didn't want the loss of Determined and its crew weighing on his mind. Captain Preast was walking a fine line and Ten didn't want him to stumble again.

"Helm, take us into the asteroid fissure carefully. No more than 1/4 impulse. All scanners and sensors at maximum sensitivity. Viewscreens up. Exterior lighting on. Keep us away from the walls."

"Lizzie, leave a string of comm buoys starting just outside and following us all the way in. I want to have maximum warning if something goes wrong."

"Engage"

The chasm was reported to have been large enough for the Enterprise to navigate. In the ensuing years, magnetic and gravitational stresses along with who-knew-what other forces had resulted in significant collapses along the way. Ten doubted that the Enterprise from that time could still fit within. Serendipity was much smaller however and was able to navigate the debris with relative ease. About the time they had calculated they should be near the two kilometer mark, sensors indicated a significant mass just over three hundred meters away. Rounding one more twisting outcropping, they suddenly set sight of the goal...Pegasus.

Scans of the hull and the surrounding area indicated no one was present. However there was a significant discovery. Someone had been working to free Pegasus from the rock face. By the look of it they were almost completed. There also was some sort of straight shaft approximately ten meters in diameter heading off in another direction from which they had entered. That same someone had apparently used the shaft for access to do the work. Ten guessed that the opening was concealed on the surface or perhaps tied to another chasm entry point.

Ten hit the touch point on his chair for "All Hands" and tied in a secure link to the outside via the comm buoys. Looking at those in the bridge, he started by bringing the crew up to date on the situation, then... "We don't know yet who has been working here, what they have done, when they might return, or what surprises they probably have left for us. We are going to attack this problem with the idea of speed and safety. Lizzie..."

"Sir?" as she linked eyes with Ten.

"I am leaving you in charge of Serendipity. You know I expect you to protect her. If something bad happens, get her back out of here. In the meantime, watch over us as I know only you can do. Clear?"

"Yes Sir!" Harker replied but her eyes showed the pain of the possibility of running from a fight.

"Alright. Away Teams. As planned, full environmental suits. Everyone armed, but try not to be too jumpy. Do keep an open eye to booby traps."
"Team One will be headed up by Doc Evans, a medic, an environmental engineer, and two security officers. Your primary task will be to evaluate the status of the environmental systems. If you can, see if you can quickly restore those systems. Your secondary task will be to survey the accessible portions of the ship starting with the areas in which we need to work. See what you can do to secure any crew remains that might be within."
"Team Two will be headed by Capt Preast, two engineers, and two security officers who will head for main engineering. Your primary responsibilities are to get engineering running well enough to operate the helm, comm, structural integrity, maneuvering thrusters, the plasma conduit system, and maybe limited impulse if you can swing it."
"I shall lead Team Three with two engineers and three security officers. We will be the first ones aboard Pegasus. Our task will first be to sweep as much of the ship as we can quickly do to evaluate damages and detect any sabotage or traps. Once we have cleared enough spaces, the other two Teams can follow. Our secondary tasks will be to install supplemental power units to help the Pegasus along, install the IPCD, and assist the other Teams as needed."
"The remainder of those aboard Serendipity will man the bridge at the ready at all times. The remaining engineers will assist from this end transporting the power units, spare plasma relays, and whatever else we'll need to the Pegasus."
"Questions...? Good. Let's get started. Lizzie, you have the bridge" as he closed the comm links.

"Team Three to the transporter. Teams One and Two at the ready." as Ten moved out of the bridge, triggering his communicator. "Let's go!"


 ::OOC:: - Please remember to leave the new thread Subject as it is to keep the closing threaded properly. This SIM is ending soon. It would be quite nice if the other absent members of the SIM would speak up...

Prep to Secure Peagsus and bring Her systems back to Life...

Captain Preast was, as any good captain would be, thinking of his ship. What he was thinking was that Determined was in good hands with Commander Shultz as acting CO being backed up by Blue. Enough time spent on a situation already under control.

Rob knew to continue monitoring the comms buoys dropped by Serendipity for the first sign of trouble, while maintaining a steady scan of the vicinity around the asteroid.


Team Three, led by Ten-of-Nine, transported aboard first starting just outside of Main Engineering. Scans still indicated negative lifeforms. Starting with engineering spaces they located and neutralized several primitive monitoring tell-tale sensors that were not part of the original ship as they worked to ensure everything was safe for the other Teams. Sensor readings showed a thin atmosphere remaining, however the environmental systems were currently offline. As they moved throughout the lower hull Ten contacted Serendipity.

“Ten to Lizzie. While you are waiting, try running some micro scans of the external hull. Someone has been working here and I’d like to NOT be surprised by any beacons, transponders, or other nasty gifts they may have left to stake their claim. Also go ahead and send Team One and then Team Two to the cleared areas we’ve mapped so they can get started. Tell them to maintain sealed suits. Ten out.”

Recent debris identifiable as originating from over two dozen species complicated the search for whomever it was behind the excavation and repair work. Sections of the ship which obviously had been blocked by the minerals and such making up the asteroid were apparently now cleared. Sections of the hull had rudimentary patches and repairs. A few passages had been sealed off due to extreme damage. Some obvious explosion and fire damage was evident in areas containing plasma relays and conduit trunks. Sick bay had been breached, but it was still full of the remains of the former crew… most likely the injured. As the Team reached the bridge access, they found it sealed. Scans indicated why. Most of the Bridge was gone or destroyed when some sort of rupture tore open the hull there.

Completing their sweep, Team Three returned to the engineering areas having previously located a small cargo hold adjacent to both main engineering and some convenient plasma conduit access points. Working with those still onboard Serendipity they transported six auxiliary power units (APUs) to the hold and rapidly made connection to the ships power grid. Supplemental power was always helpful.

Ten then called the engineer working the transporters aboard Serendipity, “Send the detonator” speaking a prearranged code. Ten was operating on the premise that they might be watched or monitored somehow. A few moments later, another incoming shimmer came and went—leaving behind the Inter-Phase Cloaking Device or IPCD. Taking it, they moved to the auxiliary upper engineering control room where the original IPCD was installed. Thankfully the interface and couplings were still intact. Ten installed it and configured the controls to run remotely along with some other subroutines. He then activated the anti-tamper circuits. It was ready to go. Once activated four of the six APUs would do nothing but supply power to the cloak. Not bad for just over six hours work.

“Doc, report” sent Ten.

“Team One collected and preserved all major remains of the crew in the lower half of the ship—at least in the main areas we are working in. My engineer and one escort split off to bring environmental back on-line. This was fairly easy as it has been in use recently. She had to make some adjustments to correct some irregularities deviating from normal human preferences. We also have activated the bio-filters in those areas where they still work. Eventually the micro-remains of the crew will eventually be filtered out of the air and collected. But that should take up to three days before it is considered effective and complete. Until then, suits are required. Doc out.”


On arrival Greg had led his team directly to main engineering. It was relatively clean, except for the remains of, well, remains. Scanning the area, all weak areas of the hull were identified and secured. Greg's engineering background came in handy on this endeavor as several hours passed.

"Preast to Ten," inquired Greg.

"Go ahead,Greg. What's she looking like?"

"Well sir, we managed to get what we used to call 'aft steering' in the Terran Navy operational. Impulse...well, maybe we can get 'er runnin' enroute to the yards once we're free, but don' hol' yer breath. We also will have to maintain comms on this channel. Pegasus's comms system is down hard. Maneuvering thrusters will be full up-round within the half hour. The plasma conduits should hold. We've, ahem, uhhh...worked a few miracles to keep them 'conduiting.' In this case, we con-do-it, Cap'n!"

Ten's eyes rolled. However, he did manage a grin. A weak attempt at humor to lighten the burden of the situation.

"Right, Admiral. Bad joke."

"At this point, Greg, anything to break up the tension. Nevertheless, do please stay focused."

"Roger, sir. Now, let's get this great bird ready to somewhat fly again, and give Rob his big surprise."

“Right Greg. I’ll have all the Teams converge on Main Engineering for preflight planning. We shall determine who goes for the ride and who goes back to Serendipity. Ten out.”


Ten was getting worried. So far things were in much better shape than he had expected. At the meeting Greg conducted a quick memorial speech concerning the crew remains and asked for their spirits blessing as their bodies were being transported home. Ten assigned Greg’s entire team to remain aboard Pegasus plus the medic, the environmental engineer, and two additional security officers who would be assigned to safeguard the IPCD. That would be nine crew. All navigation would have to be done from main engineering. Assuming the cloak works correctly. Serendipity must safely traverse back out before Pegasus can engage for her exit.

“Ten to Serendipity. Seven away team to beam back over.”



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