Into the Unknown - Part III

Posted on Mon Mar 31st, 2025 @ 6:11am by Lieutenant Commander Kelly Kerrigan & Lieutenant Commander Dr. Henry McEntyre, Ph.D & Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami & Lieutenant Fang Lee & Lieutenant Lanna Alexander
Edited on on Mon Mar 31st, 2025 @ 6:13am

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Mission: Stars Around the Well
Location: Various USS Arcadia
Timeline: Current

:: Bridge ::

Kelly Kerrigan took the navigator seat after Sebastian vacated it. Not something one would see aboard their sister ship, the Enterprise, but Kelly hadn't earned Captain stripes and the Arcadia was a mess wherever the hell they were. Clearly somewhere that wasn't the afterlife.

"Fang, if you don't have any objection I'd very much like command of my starship back while we still have one" quipped Kelly. He did not blame any of this on Fang. Kerrigan simply wanted to lead his people during this.

He smiled. "Gladly."

"Engineering can handle their mess," he said to the bridge crew. "We aren't moving anywhere until we know where he is. Communications are down, systems are trying to reboot, we have probably half the ship running on emergency power right now."

"Ensign Karri, get yourself looked at. When you feel up to it, start rounding up containers of rations. We will need whatever power we have right now for crucial systems, food and beverage synthesizers are to be left offline."


He looked at the dead navigation console, and science was not in much better shape. "Professor, we are going to have to use whatever eyes we have at our disposal. That may mean probes."

"If there is still power to the launchers and a way to link the probes back to us. Main Computers are still rebooting." Henry explained as he leaned forwards on a bridge railing near his station.

Valid thought Lieutenant Commander Kerrigan. "We can reroute whatever power is needed to launch them. As for transmitting data back to us, we can redirect it to one of our shuttles."

"That should work, but I'll need an Engineer's hand to help me with the hardline links" He replied looking over at the XO and Engineer.

Fang gave a nod. "I can get started on that and can get a group of people working. We can have the hardline links set up and power to launch in hour hour. I'll handle the engineering aspect first and we can meet down in the shuttle bay to handle the rest." He looked at the science officer. "Can you handle the manual rewire of the probes?"


"I can go down to Engineering and help...I am still chief engineer. Also can't let Walker out Engineer me." Fang said to Kelly. "With your permission sir."

"Granted" affirmed Kelly.

“Permission to go and help out in Sickbay Sir?” Lanna looked towards Fang. “They could no doubt use as many hands as they can get.”

"Go for it, Lanna" Kelly stated. "Right now they probably could use the additional support."

Lanna nodded getting up out of her seat. “Aye Sir, thank you Sir.”

"Where do you want me, sir?" Adrianna asked. With Comms out, she was rendered useless really. She was no medic and was certainly not engineer-- though helped a little when on the Pendragon. That was a long time ago though.

Lieutenant Commander Kerrigan looked at Adrianna. She was a Communications Officer without a working console. "I want you doing what you do best, Communications. Coordinate with people, what they wants, what they need. Move personnel around and put them on different tasks. I don't need anyone twiddling thumbs."

Adrianna nodded. At least with internal Comms being online, she could try and figure out where help was needed and organise as best as possible. She started getting to work, sending all available hands to help evacuate the decks that were on fire.

Heading off the bridge Lanna headed for medical, she had no doubt they’d be run off their feet.

Kelly Kerrigan was left with a skeletal bridge crew, a starship operating on essentially reserve power, knocked on its arse and slowly but steadily trying to bring itself upright once more. They had been pulled...sucked into and through the anomaly and spat out into Gods know where. This was an absolutely dreadful mission.

He looked around and eventually pulled himself from the dead navigational console. McEntyre's probes were going to be the best lead into understanding where they were. More than that, what the hell was out there. There had been some sort of transmission before potentially that of a Federation starship maybe one of the cargo vessels from the missing convoy.

Were there out here too? Did they meet a similar fate and survive, chewed up, swallowed, and spat out by this cosmic anomaly? So many thoughts were racing through Kelly's mind. He knew one thing for certain. They were alive. Now, it was a matter of keeping it that way and in the process of survival, finding answers to the dozens of questions he and the others had.

To Be Continued....

 

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