Star Trek: Starbase 777 - ship-engineering

She arrived and started setting herself up at a console. Zip huddled close to her neck, his tiny, chilly robot-bird claws poking through the cloth of her uniform. “What an exciting first day it’s been, hasn’t it?” She asked. Zip hummed in agreement.

[D] Consoles exploded all around main Engineering. The deflector systems were disabled the shields were down to 75%. Fire suppression systems were also down.

Ran inside and looked around the system. Taking in the situation she bypassed the locks and guided the fire retardant to where it needed to go and locked off the damaged sections. As for the shields she tried to see if using her AI she could simulate how the hits would land that way she could maximize the longevity of the shields. Of course this would leave her with minutes of power at most.

Many of the fires throughout the Engineering deck began to be put out. It seemed the pumps on the bridge were jammed it at least from what L1 could tell which made putting them out remotely impossible. As for the shields the were being modulated to deflect the fire at certain point it did lessen the impact though it was still nearing 60%. (edited)

Sighing she hummed and thought about what she could do. Taking a glance at the damaged consoles she pondered a guess of what they would need. Following directive 3 she tried to see if she could fire any weapons they had available towards the war birds. She knew she didn't have long left before she powered down however.

Noting that the ship seemed to have escaped danger L1 disconnected from the ship. However this left her with no power left. Soon she collapsed and was left there on the ground of engineering.

Left uncharged L1 waited in standby mode. She hoped that eventually someone would come by and notice her, but for now she was to save what little power her backups had.

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Having been near one of the blown out consoles, Hop had been knocked over. Her chair lay a few feet away from her. She breathed deliberately slowly. Panic was flooding through her mind, blood pounding through her temples and a twisty knot forming in her gut. Had they been attacked? She was near a wall, and she dragged herself to her feet unsteadily. It hurt so much! It felt like her spine was about to break from the unsupported weight of her body. Holding her breath, she slid one foot forward and took a wobbly step. Then another. She stumbled over to her wheelchair and pushed it upright. The pain in her back and legs was unbearable. A tear slipped down her cheek as she dropped into the seat. She rested for a moment, waiting for the pain to fade. It took a long time. Then the announcement from the bridge came through. They had been attacked! Hop dragged her limp legs up onto their stands and rolled over to the nearest in-busted console and ran a ship wide diagnostic to find out just what needed fixing. “L1!” She called out, having spotted the Android in a corner, just standing there. “Imma need your help! The repairs are gonna have to be mostly manual, and I can’t fit in tight spaces!”

[comms]"Bridge to engineering, how bad is it down there engineering?" (edited)

She responded, looking around: “Almost all our consoles are blown out. It’s gonna be manual repair, and slow. There’s only two of us down here. I’m waitin on the diagnostic. I’ll get back to you as fast as I can, ma’am!” Her voice was trembling a little. (edited)

From the diagnostic Hopper could tell that warp would be impossible as they had no necelles left. Life support and sensors were working for now. Most of the other systems seemed to be down including shields and weapons. On top of that the structural integrity of both Engineering and sickbay was failing. The birdge ahd also started to depressurize.

Laying there L1 let put a small chirp of a line. "Unit power levels low, please charge at the soonest possible time." Though noticing this herself L1 decided she would use the reserve power to move herself around. It would last long enough to get hooked up. Slowly standing and wobbling herself she felt groggy. Though, she thanked herself for drinking the soda earlier as it gave her the little bit of energy she needed to port in and begin charging. She made sure to use the longest cable she had available. "Officer, what do you need assistance with?" *L1 asked as she looked towards her. Though checking the system she could tell the array was damaged. Nodding she hummed. "Checking from systems I can see about fixing the array. I am equipped with mag feet for work outside of ships madame." L1 said bowing.

She tapped her badge to call the bridge.

16:24

"Never mind about the nacelles. Come on, we gotta make sure this ship stays in one piece. If it breaks up, we're all dead anyway. We ain't goin nowhere then!" She grabbed the nearest tool kit, shoving it into L1's arms, and headed for the structural integrity system.

Feeling her do this L1 looked to the charge meter. Grimacing she knew it wouldn't reach and she was only at 27%. Up from 15, but still not enough to last very long. Taking the orders however L1 unplugged and followed Hopper. Taking a look at the tools she made sure to check each one out as best she could.

Most of the structural integrity system could be reinforced with the deck shielding. There was a few ways to fix this Hopper and L1 could repair the shields or they could reinforce the structural integrity system with the shields of the shuttles in the shuttle bay.

Noticing L1 disconnect her cable, Hop jabbed a thumb at the backpack attached to the back of her chair: "There's a battery for a bot I'm building in there, fully charged. It's small, but you can use it. It's a lithium crystal reflection cell." She offered as she opened the panel and started pulling out burned relays and rerouting the ship's shields. "I think they intend to take us back into battle, so using the ship's shields for structual integrity is a temporary fix. Go down to the shuttlebay and have the shuttles throw their shields over the ship for structural integrity. Focus on the bridge, sickbay and engineering. Let me know when you're done." She felt much calmer, now that she had something to do.

Nodding she adjusted the end of the cable for the proper power input settings and smiled. "I thank you for this. From the power settings I will be fully charged in, twenty minutes." L1 said as she headed out for the shuttle bay. Of course, after she got that set up she would head to the dish relay to check on it.

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"Thank you, L1!" She called after her, having almost forgotten it. She pulled out a big, busted power coupling for the field generator and bypassed the connection through a backup system. (edited)

It worked she was able to restore the power to the field generator the ground shook as the strucutral field around Engineering was increase. The structural failure was prevented for her deck and for sickbay but, the bridge was to far gone. The integrity was already compromised.

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As the system came back to life, Hop tapped he comm badge to call the bridge.

She then wheeled over to the shield generator and started inspecting the damage. She tapped her badge to call L1, then realized that L1 was not an officer, and Hop had sent her off without a communications device. "Idiot." She murmured at herself. Oh well, no use crying over spilt milk. She was pretty confident the android could handle herself anyway. She began opening panels, pulling out the relays, bypassing burned out circuitry and making adjustments so the power flow.

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She was able to get the some of the systems back online like replicators and long range communication.

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Hop decided that this was good enough for the moment. L1 had probably moved on to working on the shields anyway, since structural integrity was stable now. They need to work efficiently. She needed to figure out where she was going to put the bridge crew, now that the bridge had depressurized. She wheeled over to the burnt control panels and opened them up, pulling out wires and laying down connections. She hooked them up to padds, which had scattered about the room when the panels had started exploding. Each padd displayed a pert of the conn it was hooked up to. It was makeshift, but should work for now. She tapped her comm badge again.

Not much on Engineering was intact. Many of the systems were down weapons were going to be difficult to repair. Shields L1 was working on the finish touches. To repair most of the other systems the ship would need to spend a few days in dry dock to get the repairs it needed.Very few people were there in fact for most of the battle Cadet Hopper Bierstad had been the highest ranking Engineer in Engineering most of the officers had been killed or to badly injuried to help her.

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As she waited for the transfer, Hop rolled around with the emergency medkits, handing out what was needed to those who needed it. She had been very lucky that he chair had rolled away from the console when it had exploded. She only had some minor bruising from where she'd fallen.

Those that could thanked her for the med kits.

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After the Captain's statement, She kept going until everyone who she could help had been attended to. She instructed those who could walk to clear out for sickbay, and those who couldn't she told to sit tight. Someone would come for them. Then she rolled over to the makeshift bridge she had set up to ensure that the transition had gone smoothly and the padds were not being overloaded, and all the connections were holding. She felt that panic coming back. She couldn't really be the ranking officer here, could she? She wasn't ready for this! This was supposed to be a quiet assignment, out in the middle of nowhere where she could focus on her studies and robots and get a little practical experience. This was too much!! She forced herself to breathe deeply, as her body really, really wanted to hyperventilate right now. She reached into her tool kit and grabbed the electrical tape. In desperation for something to engage her mind, she started slapping tape on all the cord connections. Calm down, Hop! Keep it cool!

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Entering engineering, the captain wasn’t very shocked to see that everything had gone to hell. “Status report?” She called to anyone who was still alive and could hear her.

”Acting CEO Bierstadt, what’s our status?”

Quietly slinked in as she watched the others she looked around curiously, but otherwise stayed quiet.

She started a little, coming out of her internal scream. She raced over to one of the few working consoles: "Structural integrity at 69%, Shields at 34! Communications and life support fully operational. Warp drive inoperative, impulse and thrusters at 81%."

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Styre nodded. “Reduce all nonessential power to none. We don’t want our energy signature giving us away now that they’ve got reinforcements.”

Lilian did as instructed, and asked “Any chance there’s some spare painkillers in that emergency kit ensign?

Hop looked up from where she had her hands deep inside a panel. She had rolled over to the power relays for the weapons array to shut off their power supply while she worked on the actual system (we didn't want any more explosions). The first aid kit was still open in her lap. "I have some here, Ma'am!" She called, waving the hypospray and making a tossing motion to indicate that she would throw it over to her.

Styre walked over to an open console and entered his command codes. He wished to see the status of the incoming federation vessels... where were they?

Lilian held out her hand to catch the hypospray. “No idea sir, long range comms are working so we could try to contact them, unless we powered those off?”

"Hit that button on the upper left and they'll come back on!" Hop called as she tossed the hypo and re-buried herself in the panel. "I can't fix the weapons from here, L1! Imma need your.... help. What happened to your arm?" She asked, coming out of the panel and rolling over to L1

Smiling L1 chuckled. "Funny story, the muscle coupling is currently running the shield generator." L1 said with a smile as she stood there curious how they would react.

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"You mean you took yourself apart to fix the shields? Darling!" Hop felt a rush of warmth to her cheeks and tears welling in her eyes. "You didn't have to do that! What was the coupling made of? Maybe I can jury rig something for you."

Lilian sighed as the hypospray finally relieved the pain from her rib. She was pretty sure she had cracked at least one, but no time to worry about that now.

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A bunch of static came through the comms for a moment before it cleared up with a voice coming through on the other end. "I know I'm the captain, but if you can't engineer your way to fixing a simple comms system I'm going to have to take over and make you scrub the...oh it's working. Ahem, USS Eventide this is Captain Amanda Skye of the USS Oblitus. Do you copy? If you can hear this my ship and a fleet of others are on the way to rescue you. Please respond."

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Styre's ears perked as he immediately spoke. "Captain Skye, you are heard. This is Commander Styre of the Eventide. We are currently inside a Nebula. We have suffered substantial damage and death aboard and I fear the station has not faired much better."

The comm line went quiet for a moment before she responded. "I'm sorry to hear that. We're coming as fast as we can and we'll arrive within the hour with enough firepower to level a small planet. Just...hang on."

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"We await your arrival, Captain." he spoke with a sight. His ears twitching.

"Don't go doing anything heroic, we'll be there as soon as we can. Skye out."

Styre gave a quick nod before looking around the Engineering room. "We must maintain current operations for an hour... at the least." he gave a small nod. "Inform sickbay."

Looking to them smiled. "Oh, it's nothing too advanced. It's ferrous electric muscles that expand via repulsive magnetism each strand having positive cores and negative sleeves." L1 said with her warm smile.

Lilian whistled. “That’s some fancy stuff ensign, this all your work?”

"Hmmmm... Would a mag conductor from a replusor unit work for now?" She asked, rummaging through her bag and pulling out the micro repulsor. She opened the casing and removed one of the three mag conductors from inside. It was surprisingly long, for something which came out of a unit the size of an oreo cookie. She held it up to L1 for inspection. In response tot he Lieutenant, she gave a little grin: "Oh, no! I'm not an ensign, Ma'am. I'm a cadet second class. And L1 isn't one of mine. Who did you say made you again, L1? I make things like.... oh no." Hop looked around in panic, "Zip?? ZIP?? Where are you??" She dropped the mag conductor in L1's hands and raced over to the console she'd been at before the explosion. She pushed herself out of her chair, flopping to the floor and beginning to dig at the debris.

“Let me know the second they reach our position.” Mona added directing that to the first officer who appeared to have control over sensors.

Zip hopped up to Hopper it's wing was broekn but, could have been worse.

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Shaking her head she chuckled. "It's fine we can get it back after we get to dock. It has a one time interface. I just had to hard wire it into the system."

"Oh, thank God!" She cried, sniffling and wiping tears from her cheeks as she cradled the miniature robot close to her chest. "I'm so sorry I didn't come to find you sooner, baby! Come on, you need to go for a nap." Hop slowly pulled herself back up into her wheelchair and slipped Zip into her backpack after powering her down. She zipped up the bag tightly. "Can you still do manual work like that?" She asked L1, still rubbing tears from her eyes. "We need to fix the weapons, but I can't do it alone." Her voice trembled.

Just then the scanner lit up with a new fleet entering the system all had Starfleet signatures. There was one approuching the nebula. The signature read as USS Concord.

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”Captain, Commander Styre, Starfleet ship USS Concord is making for our position now, they and the rest of the fleet just entered system.”

Hop finished shutting down power to the weapons systems, then went over to the unofficial/official bridge engineering station to run a diagnostic on the systems. Her sleeves were damp with tears at this point. She couldn't stop them from coming, but she could work through them.

[D] A hail came through to Engineering from the USS Concord.

Lilian put a comforting arm around the cadet. “Hail coming through captain. From the Concord.”

“Good, put them on speakers.” She said, as there was no screen to put them on.

Lilian put the Concord bridge through to the speakers as she gently squeezed the cadet and whispered to her about how it would be okay soon.

While the diagnostic was running, there was nothing for Hop to do. For a moment, she sat there with her hands limp in her lap. They were a little torn up, with scrapes and broken nails from all the work she'd done in the last hour? two hours? Time really flew when you were having fun... When The Lieutenant came over and put her arm around Hop, the tears spilled over. She began to really cry now, and she latched her arms around the Lieutenant's waist, sniffling and sobbing quietly.

Lilian had seen many officers break down like this before, hell, she had herself. She gently held the poor cadet. “It’ll be okay… just let it all out… you did great.”

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[D] A female voice came through the speakers in Engineering. “Eventide, this is Captain Robertson of the USS Concord. Can I get a status report please?”

Mona signed and smiled at the sound of salvation, Captain Robertson was a sent by God himself. “Well, we don’t have a warp core, both of our nacelles are completely gone, we’ve lost a couple thousand civilians and I’d say over one-hundred of our crew. Main power is fluctuating, we can use a tow back home.”

[Comms] “By the looks of our scans 777 didn’t fair well either.” The Captain said, before taking a moment to think. “Hang in there, Eventide. We’re gonna send you some people and tow you back home.”

“Thank you captain, we’re already ready to go, and on behalf of my entire crew thank you.” Mona kept the channel open just in case they had more to say.

”You want me to help you to your room when we get back, maybe bring you something warm to eat?” Lilian asked the cadet in a comforting voice.

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She shook her head. Being alone in her room was the last thing she wanted right now. “I wanna find Wheatley… and Commander Zh’ashrellil… I think they stayed on the station.” She said between sobs.

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”Okay, I’ll help you find them when we get back.” She gently ran her fingers through Hoppers hair.

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As the ship pulled into dock Lilian looked down at the cadet. “Hey, we just pulled in, wanna go find them now?”

She nodded, letting go of the Lieutenant and wiping away her tears again. “Thank you so much, Lieutenant… I’m such a baby…” she said slowly, trying to regain control of her breathing.

”No it’s alright. I’ve seen officers of all ranks cry like that.” She helped Hopper up and lead her to the airlocks.

She rolled along beside the Lieutenant, trying to swallow the soreness in her throat. “They said it was bad, real bad, on the station. I hope Wheatley and the commander are alright.” She said quietly.

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Hop had definitely been here the whole time, working away to make sure the engines were running smoothly!

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They had suffered some minor damaged during the battle nothing like the battle before a few broke consoles and that was it. No deaths or major injuries during the battle. A stark difference from the last battle Hop was in.

And thank the lord for that! She was currently shoved up underneath the panel of one of the consoles rigging up a bypass to allow the consoles to work despite the damage. She bit a piece of electrical tape off the roll and finished her patch. "How's it looking out there, Zip?" She called to the little robot, who tapped a few buttons on the display with her tiny feet to test it.

The display sprung to life. Zip, danced happily on the console. Though there were two more that still needed some repairs.

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“Awesome! On to the next one!” Hop dragged herself out from under the console and army crawled over to the next one. There was no point in getting back into her chair to move, since the next panel was so close. “What’ve we got here…” she asked as she crawled underneath.

She walks around and looks for a spare officer to help her.

Hop was still tucked up underneath the panel, jabbering on to Zip, who turned to look at the newcomer. “I’ve almost got this one done! Start booting it up, wouldya?”

"Um, booting what up?" She asked curiously after turning to find the ensign.

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"This?" She pointed to a panel. "Do I need to boot this up?"

“Wha- Who??” Hop started at the unexpected response, banging her forehead on a circuitry board. “Ouch… that’s gonna leave a mark. Ya know, you really shouldn’t sneak up on folks like that!! I coulda been barbecued!!” She said, switching a few wires around, “But yeah, wouldya mind booting it up for me?”

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She winces as the ensign banged her head on the circuit board. "Sorry..." She then switched the energy whip to her other hand to boot the panel.

The console flickered before a low, buzzing sound and a crackle sounded from underneath the panel. “Aaa!! Shut it off!!” Hop cried, scrambling away from the faulty wire.

The pannel flicked and petered out again. The bypass manifold could be the reason.

She quickly slams the machinery off and looks up to check if the Ensign was okay. "Sorry! Really sorry, I guess this is why I'm not in engineering..."

“It’s alright! This sort of thing happens all the time. I get barbecued on the regular.” She chuckled, dragging herself out from under the panel to see her new friend. “Whatcha doin’ down here if you’re not an engineer?” She asked, lying on the floor and putting her hands behind her head.

"Oh, well I was wondering if you could fix something for me? I just got this energy whip... recently and I want to learn how to use it but I can't do that if it's broken." She lifted up the hand with the whip in it, both her and the whip not exactly looking in the best shape. The edges of her uniform was torn and covered in different colored blood and soot and the whip itself full of scratches and a few pieces had been broken off.

“Boy, you look worse for wear! I’m not exactly a weapons engineer, but I’ll take a look.” She army crawled over to her chair and pulled herself up into it, then rolled over and held out her hand for the weapon.

"Thanks." She gave the engineer the whip so that she could take a look at it.

“Hmmm…” she turned the whip over and around, then rolled over to a panel and got out her toolbox. She started setting up a makeshift workbench. “Well the first thing you’ll wanna do is clean it. Not sure I wanna know who was using it before, but this thing’s filthy! Would you replicate me a Coca Cola?” She asked, getting out a poof of steel wool.

"Of course." She heads over to the replicator. "One Coca Cola." The replicator dispensed it before she grabbed it and brought it over to the ensign. "I'm Ensign Emin by the way, thanks for the help."

“No problem! I wasn’t doin’ anything important anyway.” Hop dunked the steel wool in the coke and started scrubbing the whip. It didn’t take long before the thing shone like new! “My name’s Hop! I take it you’re security, right? Collect weapons, or somethin’?”

"Not often but this weapon looked pretty interesting and I like how the Lethean used it before, um, being stunned. Plus, it's my first mission too and I thought it would be a nice little souvenir." She leans over to see what the engineer was doing. "Think its fixable?"

“Oh, yes. I think it’ll be an easy fix!” She pried open the panel on the handle and began to fiddle with the internal wiring, clipping one off here and replacing it, adjusting a coupling there. After maybe a minute of fiddling, she snapped the panel back into place and coiled up the whip, handing it back to Emin. “Should work good now! I’d get the ac-dc transistor replaced, and one of the mag filaments, but you’d have to get those parts special-replicated. It looks like ferangi tech, so it’ll probably be a hassle to get your paws on the pattern.”

She takes it back and studies it. "Thanks Hops." She resisted the urge to turn it on, waiting until a safer place to test it out.

“Sure! Anytime!” She smiled happily.

She nods, smiling as she left the ship's engineering. She was dying to test her new toy out. "Again, thank you!" She calls out as she leaves.

He was beamed down to engineering just in time, holding his satchel close to himself as he clutched it tightly to himself. Anxiety 100 with this poor guy...

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[D] She was here, had been for a while, having come down here after hearing the announcement.

Wheatley was thrown back at the sudden turbulence on the ship, gasping out and holding onto something at the last second.

Something had exploded. And the ship was brought to a dead stop. The storm was much more serious than they thought. Despite Four trying his best to navigate. The thrusters were offline. It appeared to be linked with the EPS power systems linked to thruster control.

"Oh no... OH, NO- BLOODY HELL!" He yelled out in frustration and went to check whatever the hell had happened.

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He went on to check if he could do anything to possibly ease the situation.

With the thrusters offline, it was prudent the ship find the proper power, the eps systems were fused. But perhaps a skilled, creative engineer could draw power from elsewhere and redirect it to where it was needed by passing the fused systems. Replicators were still fully functional and the holoemmiters were receiving power as well. (edited)

Poor Wheatley wasn't exactly skilled, but he was creative and certainly trying his Best™. He was quickly going through the controls, back and forth as he looked for anything he could do, when he realized something. Maybe... Maybe other things were working, weren't they? So he checked all the other functioning things in the ship and saw how the replicators were fully operational and holoemitters were also receiving power. Hell, who would even use both at this time? So he tried redirecting the power of both to the sickbay and command decks, hoping to whatever deity that was out there it would work.

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Success! Power was directed successfully, but not enough to reinitialize the thruster systems. Shields have also received a bulk reinforcement.

He gasped out and grinned, making a little 'YES!!' motion before going to check if there were any other things he could do in that situation.

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Another engineering crewman yelled from behind a panel. “Lieutenant! Over here, if we bypass the fused EPS array we might be able to get the thrusters firing again!” He was already over by the console, his hands flew over the console vigorously, he was also dripping with sweat. “Son of a bitch! I can’t get the damn, servo to unlock, it’s sealing the port that we need, that’s the only thing blocking the EPS flow!”

Wheatley whipped his head around and ran over to help, looking at the screens to see what he could do in this situation. "Where are the others?! Have you been doin' this all by yourself?? By God's sake, this is bloody catastrophic..." He pushed up his glasses and went on to help the poor crewman.

“No sir! It’s just.. everyone is doing something else. Mainly trying to keep the ship from falling apart! Everyone is a little confused, we- we aren’t officers sir, most of us are non-commissioned! We don’t know what to do we don’t have a chief!” Now that Wheatley was closer and could see, it was a young woman, and she held the rank of Petty officer. Looking around engineering, Wheatley was the ranking officer here, the no one went above the rank of Mast Chief Petty Officer.

He saw her rank and his eyes widened in surprise. "....Alright. Alright, I'm here to help. Don't panic, or Well- Try not to panic! Your best, actually.. Because we can do this together. Now get on it and I'll try to get somethin' going in this damned console."

“Aye sir!” She said bolting over to the Jeffries tube access, unlocking it. Before climbing inside with no hesitation. Another Crew Man was monitoring systems from another panel. “She’s doing it! She’s unlocking the manifold!” He watched as the plasma flow moved from system to the other. “We’re ready to try thrusters!”

Wheatley nodded in response and tried activating the thrusters from there, doing everything in his power to make sure it would work. Any fluctuation between power levels, anything he could see, was duly noted down in his mind as he intensively watched the screens.

The reset was successful. With the EPS bypassed, the system was able to reignite the thrusters and the ship was underway again.

Wheatley looked at the monitors and saw how it was a success, then immediately went over to check on the Petty officer who was in the tubes. Boi is ecstatic and worried.

"Are you okay?? That was- That was bloody amazing, mate!"

The PO came flying down the ladder, she felt the ship moving. A good engineer could feel that. “Did it work? It did!” She found herself literally jumping for joy like a child, and for good reason. She turned to Wheatley. “Thank you sir! It was all because of you. Without your words I can’t say I would’ve been able to do it alone..”

He gripped her shoulders and grinned, embracing her into a tight hug. "Me?! You did everything! The ship's moving because of you, mate! You did bloody awesome, that's what you did! What's your name??"

“Lara Fien, Sir.” She responded promptly. With enthusiasm. “And Sir? It was you, I might have done the heavy lifting but I didn’t know to do it until someone came along and pointed me in the right direction. I’m quite young. I’ve only been here a week and I enlisted a month ago.”

"And yet you were extraordinary, PO Lara Fien. Congratulations! I hope to see your progress in Starfleet." He let go and pushed up his glasses again, since they fell down a lot.

“You might try nose grip pads, Sir..?” She suggested politely after witnessing the glasses threaten to fall off of his face several times. “If they fell into the warp core I don’t think they’d be salvageable..”

"I've tried those out, but they scratch a lot." He noted, sighing. "And hey, nothin' a few extra pairs of glasses wouldn't do, huh?"

“Wish I could do more to help. But unfortunately that’s as far as I know about glasses. Should I get back to keeping the ship from falling apart?” She said looking up to the ceiling with concern after the walls had begun to groan.

"Of course." He clapped loudly and began helping others to their posts, checking with the other officers to see if anyone was hurt.

Mo paused to drink in the room as soon as they got in. He recognised every panel, every screw, every tube, every button. Of course, not the picture they all added up to - he'd never been in here before - but the composite parts he knew, from his past work in similar rooms. For him, places like these always had the same strange amalgamation of fondness and bitterness that one might have for a home one had a difficult but not entirely bad childhood in. But after a few seconds, he shook the feelings off and shrugged. "It's just basic station admin stuff t'me. Sure, it'll be a faff to sort out, but at least I'll feel useful doin' it. 'Sides, I prefer a crew that wants to be here. But please, since I don't quite know Voxellus' character yet, do elaborate on what changes those would be."

Caddel was paused beside him, she had seen the room in schematics and only a couple of times when the ship was still being finished. It was almost unnerving to see it quiet like this. “Well, for starters combat knives may become standard equipment for all officers, she could change the security protocol. But then again, you already run a pretty tight station. So I don’t think you should expect too much, in fact this station is changing quite a bit. So it wouldn’t be anything that would take too long to adapt to.”

"Combat knives... Huh. I'll have to ask her why. I'm a big fan of phasers myself. Non-lethal, close or far range, easy for anyone to use." Though he'd been following her lead most of the time, he took the initiative to wander over to the warp core, the star of the show in any engineering room. He remembered her saying something about the ship having a lot of power, and he wondered how they fit such punch in such a... not necessarily small, but disproportionate frame.

Mona was trailing behind him with her hands delicately behind her back, she followed his gaze, she was sure he had seen a dozen just like this one but it pleased her to see that he took an interest in her quaint little ship. “See something you like?” She said with a proud smirk.

"I do indeed. Truth be told, I'd like to get a hands-on look, but I don't think your or your engineers want me pokin' around the wirings and blowing us all up for real. I'd like to shake the hand of whoever designed this ship, though, should the rest of the vessel live up to this impression." Mo nosed around a bit more before returning to her side.

The Captain admired the core for a few more seconds, before her gaze eventually found it’s way around the rest of the room. “It’s hard to believe that back in the day a ship couldn’t jump to high warp without nearly shaking itself into a million pieces.” Mona hadn’t seen the warp core in action just yet, looking at it, it appeared to be dormant. “Did you want to take a closer look, or see something else? I was inclined to show you sickbay but I feel you’d want to see our bridge next.” (edited)

"Yeah. Federation engineering is some'a the best. Healthcare, too." Mo puffed an amused breath of air and shook his head. "But I don't know if takin' a closer look is a good idea. If I do, we'll be here all day. I don't have any kind'a preference between the two... Except maybe whichever is closer, I s'pose."

“Then in that case you’ll have to give us a few pointers before next inspection.” Caddel joked before gesturing toward the door that lead out of engineering. “Sickbay is up next, it lacks a warp core but I promise you it’s just as busy and exciting.”

"If it's anythin' like the sickbay on the station, I don't doubt it." Mo walked towards the door, then paused, turned briskly around and awaited her in the threshold - it's not like he knew which way down the corridor to go.

Austin sprinted at the nearest engineering station and slid behind it. He tried to make as much noise as possible to draw attention towards himself.

Despite the fact that someone had just died in here, Main Engineering was deathly quiet. tw:death There were three bodies on the floor, one with their head at a 90 degree angle and the other two with deep punctures in their necks. On hearing the noises Austin had made, four officers crept out of their hiding place and began running to the exit.

For now he ignored the dead crew members, he'd have himself a field day looking back on that later though. "Get to the bridge now! Tell them to send backup." Yet to hear any shots he arched his head out of cover to look for whoever did this.

Not long after the other officers managed to escape, Austin heard shots not in front, but behind him, back in the hallway.

He turned around and immediately sprinted back into the hallway, he was going to get his cardio in today. "God dammit."

She entered main engineering, keeping her eyes off the dead bodies as she focused on any operation panels.

Thankfully there were two Engineers who had survived, and they had spent the whole time trying to fix the lifts, lights and transporters. One of them noticed Madelii and spoke up. "Commander! I hate to be a nuisance but could you pass me that hyperspanner over there? I almost have the lights working again."

She quickly passed it over, now that there were engineers here, she looked around the mess, contemplating, before moving off to further assist them.

"...Aaaaaand there! That should bypass the damaged circuits!" As if on cue, the lights in Engineering came back on, illuminating the carnage Milo had caused.

She stayed silent as the hum of the warp core provided her thoughts with an ominous soundtrack. It was all very familiar in the wrong kind of way, but it didn’t appear affect her. “Good work, begin assessing the damage and start working on repairs.” She stated coldy, now walking back towards the turbolift.

"Yes, Commander..." Surrounded by the bodies of their friends, the Engineer dutifully went back to work. Gotta respect the grind.