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Post by MikDaTv on Mar 12, 2009 0:02:44 GMT -5
Jor watched the shipmaser expertly lead his crew through the evolution of tractoring a random bit of space debris into one of the hanger bays. He listened to Angels recount of Cele's memories. It posed some problems Jor just really didn't like thinking about at the moment. He accepted the datapad and started reading it over.
"For the next 72 hours i want the Voyager and at least 4 Cutters in this system at all times watching that Anomaly. After that we'll keep a Cutter here and rotate them out every few days or so but we need to keep on eye on this until we can shut it down." Jor said.
"MirrorMe" Jor said, addressing his other self. "Feel free to head down to the hanger bay, grab your bit of scrap metal and then head to the Yun-Harla. I'd also like you to type up a report on anything you might think is helpful in our current situation." Jor said.
"I'm not one of your goons to order around... but ok. If it's against the Builders i'll help out." Mirror Jor responded.
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Post by Odan Thos on Mar 12, 2009 0:43:23 GMT -5
Angel looked at the Jors. "That will be a fun trip; I can already hear the half completed sentences and endless debates of which one is the best." Angel smiled and looked at the captain for a second and he nodded. He knew she was leaving the bridge to work on the ships systems, but Angel just needed to make sure. "Have fun, I got to go get this bucket of bolts ready for real combat." Angel started to walk off the bridge and onto the turbo lift. "By the way Jor; the new Jor is more attractive. You better be careful which women you let around him." She smiled as the doors closed.
Angel took the turbo lift down several decks to the main computer. She figured she would start by tapping into the main computer and re-writing targeting software along with debug the system. To accomplish this she would need to tap directly into the computer. Once she was on the level with the access to the core; she walked down the hall and up to the door. She punched in her pass code and the door open. She walked in and looked at the three computer terminals attached to the mainframe. "Good morning Voyager, ready for your check up." Angel said to herself as she walked up the computer terminal. She pulled out a wire and inserted it into her hear, providing a direct and secure data link. She then went to work, estimating a two hour job.
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Post by MikDaTv on Mar 12, 2009 17:38:03 GMT -5
"You don't have to lie for his benefit." Jor said as angel stepped off the bridge.
Mirror Jor had a big grin on his face and raised both his eyebrows at Jor. He didn't have to say anything, Jor knew exactly what he was thinking.
"You can wipe that smirk off your face." Jor said as he pushed his way passed an enlisted member to the turbolift.
"But you heard what she said. She said i was..."
"She's a robot." Jor interrupted.
Mirror Jor's smile evaporated as his shoulders slumped and he followed Jor. "Again, are you sure she's a..."
"Yeah" Jor answered.
"Wow" Mirror Jor said again.
"Yeah" Jor said as he pushed the button on the turbolift to take them down. He was heading back to the flight deck to get back to the Yun-Harla. Once Mirror Jor had selected the peice of scrap metal he wanted, he joined Jor on board the Attack shuttle and it lifted off, headed outsystem and eventually jumping to hyperspace.
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Post by Odan Thos on Mar 14, 2009 21:20:34 GMT -5
Angel looked at the computer core and cocked her head to the side. "Man, you know you are a real pain in my ass. If you don't start behaving I will wipe your personality." Angel was alone in the room and it would have seemed strange to anyone that did not realize that she was speaking to the computer. She closed her eyes and occasionally cocked her head sideway and curse.
*Two Hours Later*
Angel pulled the plug out of her ear. "Next time I will not be so gentle with you; you stubborn asshole." She walked over to a communication terminal in the room and pushed the button to talk with the bridge. "Shipmaster, I rewrote the fire control program. Could you take us out the shot a few blast the debris of that Interdictor Cruiser." She paused for a second then continued. "I am heading to work on the torpedo launchers next. Please keep me advice on any problem. Angel out." Angel was about to walk away from she heard the shipmaster push the button to send her a message.
The shipmasters voice was calm. "Yes Ma'am. Also we have just tested the PDS. It tracking enemies, but there are major lag and several systems just lurched around. We also got a report from the MCV Basestar. They Maw Cluster Defense Fleet will arrive in two hours." His voice terminated.
Angel leaned back and pushed the button. "Thank you shipmaster. Have technicians start looking at the ACP clusters and we will bring more from the Basestar to assist when it arrives. I will update you on my own work process. Angel out." Angel walked out of the room and to the turbo lift. She would need to go four more decks down and to the front of the ship to get to the launchers. It would take at least ten minutes to get to the armored blast doors to the separated the launch bays from the rest of the ships.
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Post by Odan Thos on Mar 15, 2009 23:09:42 GMT -5
Angel walked up to the blast door and punched into a past code into the keypad next to the door. The screen turn green and the door unlocked. It slowly slide to either side showing the foot thick door and wall. This was the second most dangerous place on the ship; right after the anti-matter reactor and hypermatter reactor.
Angel walked up to the launchers. Attached to the weapon a datapad with the information of the previous technicians that worked on the launcher before they left to work on the PDS. It should that the motor had seized up. She looked at the launcher and quickly pulled up the schematics which she had downloaded before walking up to the machine.
Angel started to disassemble the launcher, but unlike others she did it extraordinary fast. As she took a piece off, she placed it in relative position on the floor next to launcher. As she did she noticed that the motor seized up not because the motor was shit, but it was casing was too small causing it to rub. It meant had burnt out before could have rotated firing tube. She smiled finding the problem as she tapped into the ships computer and submitted a CAD file to the machine shop for a new casing.
She walked away from that launcher over launcher had broke down during firing. She started to take that one apart. She found this one had a just a burned out fuss caused by a faulty compositor. She just got a larger smaller compositor as the specs required. Once she finished she quickly wrote a report which stated what needed to be changed out to get the launchers up. She walked over to the communication terminal to get another update to another update, sense the Basestar and the rest of the Maw Fleet should be arriving.
When Angel asked for a report the shipmaster came over. “The Basestar arrived four minutes ago. I am told that we got thirty technicians coming over in the Dragoons.” It was easy to tell he did not like having none League personal working on his ships.
Angel came back on with words of encouragement. “That is good shipmaster. Imagine the value of having the Voyager combat read in three days. Jor would love to have use return to Union Headquarters with a ship that is ready for whatever may happen.” Angel paused for a moment then continued. “Tell them to start on the PDS and shield projectors. I am going to main engineering to work with the power distribution and reactors. Angel out” Angel waited several seconds and then left. She was shock that the Shipmaster did not have more to say. She suspected he just needed time to see that her technicians were professionals and that they knew Lysander-class Deep Space Carriers inside out. The greatest thing is they had already gotten their ship too ninety eight percent efficiency and worked out most of the same bugs which occurred in a new line of ships.
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Post by Odan Thos on Mar 19, 2009 4:14:33 GMT -5
Angel stepped off the turbolift and into the corridor that lead to main engineering. As she walked down the corridor she had to constantly watch were she stepped. This section of the ship had a large number of blast doors which Angel always appreciated that the designers healthy respect for the destructive power of anti-matter. She herself always preferred alternate forms of energy generator; she however she had found safer ones such as gravimetric or even drawing from energy from a parallel dimension like hyperspace to be the most desirable.
Angel finally came to the last blast door that was always closed for safety reasons. She walked up to the computer terminal and punched up the passcode which turned the screen green. As she turned the massive locking matching disengaged and the door slid open. Angel smiled and walked into main engineering, the room was a computer programs dream. Main engineering was design to function as a secondary bridge should the main bridge was rendered inoperable. As such it had all terminals and networked systems that the main bridge had on top of the systems which ran engineering.
Angel walked up to the terminal that ran the power distribution systems and pulled up a diagram of energy draw and power conduits. She noted that on her own ship that placing several capacitors at key junctions allowed them to transfer more usable energy through the system by compensating for the inductance of the mainlines were smaller capacitor that she had designed. It also regulated the flow of the lines better then the Lysander’s standard models and acted as a battery reserve if things got really bad. She make the places on the designs sent technicians to the location after the capacitor were brought over from the Basestar. She then switched to the flow rate of anti-matter entering the reactor and the energy collector angles inside the reactor itself. Her and her engineering team spent several months working to squeeze every joule of power of the reactors as they could.
The final thing she did draw of the schematics of several useful upgrades in the reactors design that the Basestar implemented. These were an improved collectors, injectors and sensors. It was enough work to keep a team at dry dock three weeks to two months to implement, but it would give the crew of the Voyager something to do when she left. She checked the time and called the shipmaster. “How goes the repairs to the Point Defense System?” She realize that they would have to return to Union HQ soon and she did not want to leave the Basestar shorthanded should more builders appeared from the anomaly.
The shipmasters response was quick. “They finished about fifteen minutes ago. They did fine work; however, we need to get underway soon, so I have them returning to their ship.” It was easy to tell that he respected the workers but was damn glad that they would be off his ship. Angel knew they were not going to hyperspace for around another hour; but it took time to get to the hanger and onto dragoons.
Angel smiled and spoke softly. “Good Shipmaster. I am glad to hear it. I plan to give the hyperdrive a quick tune-up and we can be on our way. ETD in forty five minute.” The Shipmaster confirmed the time and Angel quickly went to work on the hyperdrive. It would only take her thirty minutes, but she always gave herself some wiggle room should problems arise.
Once completed Angel tapped into the ships communication system and sent a message to Union Headquarters saying the Voyager was returning and the Maw Defense Fleet had taken up position around the anomaly. It also included a status report on the modification; repairs made to Voyager’s systems during her shakedown cruise; and a very good report stating that the crew of the Voyager performed superbly in all areas. While the Union was very informal organization, detailed reports still held great weight in Angel’s opinion. She had dedicated the hyperspace trip back to M234-P to working on her own projects and do some routine maintenance on her own body.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jun 7, 2009 8:19:52 GMT -5
Six's work on the anomaly wasn't progressing as much as he'd like. The Chronos had fired several torpedoes into the tear with varying yields to study their effects but so far there was nothing. Anything he fired into it just disappeared.
Similarly, anything he beamed into it just fell into the tear never to be seen again. Gamma rays, communication waves, everything. None of it had any effect on the spacial anomaly.
More worrisome was that it was getting bigger. At about the speed of about an inch a day the anomaly was growing. months ago it was shrinking. It was nearly the size of a basketball which is when Mirror Jor's ship came through and widened it to about the size of a house. Then the Interdictor Cruiser had come through and it widened to about a half a kilometer in size and stopped shrinking. Then two weeks ago it started getting bigger.
Six was worried. If he didn't fix this thing, if he couldn't seal it, then it would slowly expand and expand and expand. Inch by inch, day by day. In a thousand years, most of this system would be engulfed in it. in a million, who knows. Worse yet, with what Six knew of the universe (which is considerable) this tear in space could begin to fracture.
The very fabric of the universe could crack because of this hole. To stop it, it either needed to be stabilized or contained in some way. Six just didn't know how to do either... not yet.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 12, 2009 1:47:57 GMT -5
Jor Halcyon, Jedi master exited hyperspace inside his Imperial Star Destroyer, Saucy Mare. Alongside it was a Cutter Class Corvette, just purchased from the shipyards bearing the name Zyla Bram.
The Mare and her escort saddled up to the Cronus. Six was the first to initiate contact. "what do you want? I'm busy."
Jor smiled. "i know, i know, saving the universe. Listen, i need you to stabilize that thing out there for me."
Six forgot what he was doing and stared at the hologram of his long time friend. "you want me to what? stabiliz... let me tell you something. Out there is a whole, in the fabric or reality, with unimaginable power. i can barely understand half of what it is and pride myself on being known as one of, if not thee most intelligent person in the galaxy at this point. And here you come. do you want to help close it, do you want to try and understand it, do you want to leave it alone. NOOOO you come along and say LET'S MAKE IT BIGGER."
Jor couldn't help but laugh. "i know friend. but there's something i need on the other side. and i'm pretty sure there's something you need over there to. You stabilize that thing, and when i get back i'll have a nice need present wrapped up for you."
Six opened his mouth to argue but stopped. It was true, he didn't need one of the Ratakan dimension drives to help him understand the intricacies of this relativistic impossibility before it expanded and consumed the galaxy.
"Fine." Six said. "but any universe ending complications that may ensue are on your head."
With that six cut the link. Jor was one of his oldest friends, and that was saying something for a guy who was over 300 years old. But he found that the older Jor was getting, the more annoying he got. Six started firing up his radiation emitters. in theory he could stabilize the rift, i guess this was his time to test it.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 12, 2009 5:06:48 GMT -5
Six grasped the really big threatening toggle in his left hand and took a breath. if his math was right, pulling this gigantic switch would stabilize the rift allowing travel between our universe and the next.
If he was wrong a universe ending explosion would shatter the fabric of reality and destroy this universe and quite possibly the mirror universe too so it was needless to say that he had some butterflies in his stomach. it wasn't just his pride on the line.
He took another deep breath. if he had a drink right now he'd have downed it in one go. He'd double and triple checked all his figures, and he had never been wrong with his math before, but there was nothing like universe ending apocalypse to make someone self doubt.
after a very pregnant pause he pulled the toggle. The device began to energize, building up a massive amount of energy within its matrix and projecting it towards the rift. All the readout went off the scale and Six closed his eyes and crossed his fingers. The machine got louder and louder as it whined. Finally it pulsed its energy out in a deafening bang.
Six stood there for what seemed like minutes before finally opening one eye and looking around. His first assessment of his situation was that he wasn't dead... yet. His second was that his machine had finished it's cycle and was powering down.
Six looked at the rift readouts and nothing changed. It was still there. no portal, no nothing. "what?" He said to no one in particular. "how could it not work? my math is never wrong." He started typing furiously on one of the hundreds of keyboards in the cockpit of the Cronus. after a half hour of typing he gave up and rubbed his eyes.
Jor's voice came over the com. "um.... was something supposed to happen by now?"
"Yes, ok. yes. it was supposed to open up and you were supposed to be out of here by now, but the damn thing didn't work." Six shouted at the com unit.
Jor's voice came back a little amused. "did you check your math?"
Six growled in response and went back to his computer. "It should have worked. Or if it didn't work, we should all be dead. i shot enough power into that rift to cause it to splinter."
"i guess you don't know as much as you thought you did about universe ending holes in space/time then you thought you did. anything we can do to help?" Jor said.
"No, just... just give me a minute. i'll figure it out. It's possible it work, and that it just happened at some point in the past or in the future. Let me get back to you." Six said and cut the link before Jor could respond.
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Post by Drake on Jul 12, 2009 5:14:17 GMT -5
The dragoon exited hyperspace behind Jor's ship and came to a slow down inside both Drake and Aznable sat there. "Well that was a grand waste of time" Aznable said crossing his arms, "How do you think the Republic knew?" he asked Drake. Drake shrugged his shoulders "No telling...maybe their ominpresent or something" he said as a joke. Drake reached over and clicked on his com link "Hey Jor whats going on?" he asked him trying to find out what the game plan was. "Are we just sittin around doing something or do you have anothe party planned?" he asked.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 12, 2009 5:23:49 GMT -5
Jor smiled when he heard Drakes voice over the com. "I'm here on a bit of an errand. pure milk run. just going to an alternate universe to get some things and fight a long dead species who control that galaxy in order to get part of an engine that my friend six needs. You wouldn't be interested in a boring mission like that."
Jor crossed the bridge to the turbolift. Before he let the doors close he looked at the captain. "Keep us with the Cronus and all sensors on high alert. Since the republic apparently has all knowing gods working for them now we don't know when they could strike. Or when they're god modding will extend to just wiping out planets with illusions of giant lightsabers and wind."
The Captain nodded and took the command chair. Jor closed the turbolift door and brought his comlink back up to his mouth. "I'm trying to get to the Mirror universe to get myself clear of the mess and get a better plan."
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Post by Drake on Jul 12, 2009 5:32:14 GMT -5
Drake heard what Jor said and looked confused for a moment he reached in a pocket and pulled out his flask taking a swig from it "Sure I'll go sounds fun" he looked at Aznable "You?" he asked Aznable shook his head "Nah, I think I'll stay in this demension for a bit...I'll meet you on Tatooine when you get back" he said to him. Drake pulled the dragoon over to the star destroyer landing in the hanger. He looked at Aznable as he stood up "Take care of her for me" he said walking off the ship. Once on the Star Destroyer Drake waved at Aznable letting him know.
"Alright then" Aznable said as he pulled the dragoon out of the star destroyer and set a course to Tatooine.
Drake made his way to a turbo lift he heard Jor "Got ya well I'm on the ship now, Aznable's not coming so he's takin my Dragoon with him" he said going over to a turbo lift.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 12, 2009 6:37:08 GMT -5
OOC: Just as a side note, I feel really sorry for Rocky at the beginning of the first movie.
IC: Jor got down to the hanger where one of his Dragoons was waiting. "Sounds fine to me" he said turning his comlink off and putting it on his belt. I'm going to head over to my other ship for a bit while Six figures out how his machine works."
He pointed to the dragoon warming itself up on the flight deck. "The Cutter out there is named after Zyla Bram. Remember her?"
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Post by Drake on Jul 12, 2009 12:42:51 GMT -5
Drake walked with Jor to the Dragoon "Sounds good to me" he said to him when Jor mentioned Zyla, Drake stopped walking. "Hmm" he thought "About yay high" he said holding his hand up "Brown hair, pretty cute" he laughed "Yeah I remember her...though she wasn't half as hot as Nu" he said thinking he shook his head and walked with Jor "Yea, well whenever you guys are ready"
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 12, 2009 19:03:51 GMT -5
"yeah, well, Nu isn't a good name for a Corvette." Jor said climbing into the Dragoon. He tapped the pilot on the helmet to let him know he was on board before sitting down and strapping in.
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