RP Log: Reactors, Missions, and Hur'q, Oh My
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- Captain's Ready Room <USS Kestrel NCC-97802>
- The Captain's ready room is separated by a low railing and a small step, into two sections. The lower tier, the same level the entry door, is for more formal meetings with the Captain, and includes a wooden desk with a single chair on the far side.
- The raised tier has a long sofa along the outer bulkhead just below a window. A small glass oval coffee table is in front of the sofa. A food replicator is also available along the far bulkhead.
- Out the viewport: The yellow hue of the nearby star can be seen.
Anewan is seated at his desk and as the Commander enters he stands and stretches his shoulder, "Commander. Welcome."
Worthington enters, salutes, and nods. "Thank you captain," he says. "Kestrel, she is refueled and ready sir. As for our mission profile. We will attempt to make contact with the Hur'q, back in the Stakoron system?" he asks.
Anewan turns to go take a look out of the viewport then turns back, "Yes. Yes we will," he then heads towards the replicator, "What is this thing with the reactors your ar talking about?"
Worthington nods to Anewan. "So, you know when we are at rest, at orbit profile, a lot of our standard systems run off the fusion reactors. This is due to the power requirements of our secondary shield systems, so this is necessary. Our orbit profile though, in order to power all these systems, comms, sensors, life support, transporters, but comms and sensors being the largest culprits, has to run at over 90% optimal output. This means that under present configuration, the port reactor hasn't run at under 300 gw output in a very long time, and the vast majority of that time has been spent around 470, or around 93% optimal output. In essence, we've been running one reactor near to its maximum safe level for months on end without any downtime sir."
Anewan says "Tea. Hot," when it arrives he grabs the cup and turns back to James, "How did we miss this?"
Worthington shakes his head. "Technically sir, we didn't. I do recall having a conversation with lieutenant Hauser about this back when all that transfer of system power priorities happened, and suggesting that we may wish to switch between reactors from time to time, from port to starboard, to share the strain and give downtime to the reactors. I don't think we ever implamented it though. It was more a suggestion, not an order, something for Jesica to take under advisement. I can't tell you if our port reactor has suffered any ill effects from this treatment, as I'm not an engineer. It just seems logical to switch out the power priority between the two fusion reactors from time to time sir."
Anewan nods, "Very well. I'll leave the management of that in your hands. Any questions about the mission?"
Worthington shakes his head. "It seems pretty straightforward. We attempt to make contact. If they respond to us, we talk. If they don't, we don't get agressive. If they get hostile, we run like hell. I don't think anyone has anything resembling a countermeasure to those energy dampening weapons they have. As long as those are in play, we tactically don't stand a chance. Let alone the ramming tactics they are so keen on employing."
Anewan nods, "Straight Forward. That device used on the shuttle when the Dominion saved us is still around, but I don't think Jessica ever finished a diagnostic on it. Or is it at Antares?"
Worthington considers. "I thought we gave it to Antares. But no, noone has completed a report on the methodology of it. That device though, it is certainly of interest. As for the Dominion, well, if any of them are still alive at this point, I'd imagine we're back on their shit list sir. If that device could enable us to keep our shields and power if hit by those dampeners, good. Though if a swarm comes at us sir, dampening weapons or no, we should exercise all available avenues to keep them from getting close enough to ram us. If that were to happen." He pauses. "I'd also suggest no active scans of any kind on their vessels. It appears this may have been what earned the Lexington their ire initially. It seems that the first response to any sort of investigation of that nature, at least that we have seen, is shoot first, ask questions never. Even Sutherland's recovery efforts, while unhendered, did not involve any actual communication from the Hur'q. It makes me wonder if they are capable of it and choosing to ignore us, or incapable of making themselves understood. I'd guess the former sir."
Anewan nods again, "Fortunately for us, we do not need to be near them to talk to them. I plan to keep our distance," he takes a sip. "Back on the Dominion shit list you guess?"
Worthington nods. "Most definitely sir," he says. "Our efforts in rescuing their survivors are basically canceled out by the loss of their battleship, which our orders and prime directive prohibited us from assisting. The Dominion will most undoubtedly see that as a slight against them, and blame us for the loss of their vessel and crew, especially as they were giving us information at the time. The Dominion rarely sees where they might be at fault for something, and a vorta, question a founder or a founder's judgement? Never. So yes sir, I'd wager that the Dominion aren't really happy with us right now, but they seem to have more pressing things to deal with."
Anewan chuckles a bit and sighs as he sits back down, "I didn't sign on to placate the Dominion. Honestly, I think we should leave this problem to them as they caused it. But, New Bajor is over there."
Worthington nods. "And the Bajorans," he says. "Is someone keeping them informed? They should know what's going on. Especially given New Bajor. Placate the Dominion? I don't think anyone signed up to do that. Not ending up in another war with whoever wins the current one over there, that's another issue entirely. And given the Hur'q appear to be winning, if what we've seen is anything to go by, the main question I see is, what do they do when the Dominion is no more? Do they settle down, or turn their sights elsewhere? Also, given the moral question here sir. The founders did create this problem, but if it came to it, I do not see it as unlikely that a genecide of their species would result from this. Granted sir, I've only seen the martial inclinations of the Hur'q, nothing more. If they are engaged in total war with the Dominion, it does beg the question, what will they do to the founders when they find them? The founders have done quite a lot of wronging in their time, though I don't think any species, on a general level, warrants genicide. Though admitedly, it is out of our control what the Hur'q do over there."
Anewan agrees, "I do not like the idea of inserting ourselves into that conflict, but that is what Command wants," he takes a sip of his tea. "We will leave as soon as we are ready." He takes another pauses, "Do you remember Three? You think he or she could give us any pertinent information?"
Worthington nods. "I'm sure they could," he says. "The question is, would they choose to talk to us, and would they choose to share that information with us."
Anewan swivels slightly in his chair, "I wish we knew more, perhaps something to barter. I should've paid better attention. And we will pass all information on to T'Shaav and let her decide what to and what not to tell Bajor."
Worthington nods again to Anewan. "You and me both sir, you and me both," he says, repeating himself. "All we have to go on so far is what we've seen and what the dominion has told us, which admitedly, is not a hell of a lot."
Anewan takes another sip and sets his cup on the table, "They want to look like the good guys. Either way, lets see if we can get the Hur'q side of the story."
Worthington nods. "Of course they do," he says. "Which admitedly for them, is not an easy thing to do, given their track record. Let's see if we can get the Hur'q side of things. Though, as one might expect, that depends entirely on their willingness to communicate with us in a manner that doesn't involve target locks and weapons fire. I sincerely hope they do."
Anewan smiles, "That is why they chose us to go do it. We will get them to say...well...something."
Worthington smiles back. "Hopefully so. Sometimes though, the people you talk to can be stubborn and unresponsive, despite your best efforts," he replies.
Anewan agrees again, "Well then, we go. Twenty Four hours. We will make a short pause outside of the nebula to see if we can find three. Then we head to the stakoron system announcing ourselves while we approach. No surprises for them."
Worthington nods. "Understood sir. The Kestrel shall be ready."
Anewan grabs his mug, "If you have nothing more for me? Dismissed."
Worthington shakes his head. "No sir, nothing further. Have a good night captain," he says, saluting and heading out.