IC: <<Several Hours After Savant's encounter to Yeoman Byrens>>
[USS Charon Deck C - Sensor Control Station]
Thomas continued to look through the information displayed on his PADD he had been reviewing earlier. Yeoman Byrens had produced excellent results on the recalibration he had been assigned. The visual clarity was one thing however the resolution of the data array was now happily operating at its peak demonstrating it was now in excellent service.
It had only been in prying how the Yeoman had gotten the instrument so accurate that he divulged the information he received assistance of a program that interacted via a holographic avatar called Savant. The Ensign had heard of the program and that it had been delivered by the Vulcan Science Council. It was one of the many things he had acknowledged however failed to act upon, however such good feedback made him realized he shouldn't have been so dismissive of the new addition.
After tapping his commbadge he spoke "Ensign Clipper to Savant, if I could I was hoping to have a moment of your time." Totally unfamiliar with the program he hoped its operation possessed a permanent link with the LCARS interface.
His hopes were well founded. Not a moment passed before a the rooms' holographic display hummed to life. Instead of displaying stars, however, it displayed a half-meter tall human woman, serene and almost incorporeal in her holographic state. She was smiling and hand her hands
clasped behind her back calmly. "Mister Clipper. I'm very glad to make your acquaintance," she greeted him, "what can I help you with?"
Placing the PADD down on the console beside him as the miniaturized avatar began to greet him he smiled and replied. "Hello Savant I'm happy to meet you too. As for helping me, first I would like to thank you for
work you have already done. The assistance you provided Yeoman Byrnes' today was exemplary, your expertise is going to allow us to complete our side of the survey with greater clarity and efficiency."
"I look forward to the adventure, Mister Clipper; it's a rare expedition to venture to the birthplace of the engines of life. I'm honoured to be chosen for the voyage."
The tiny hologram lifted an even more tiny hand, conjuring a small simulacra of the stellar nursery in question, "I've already taken the liberty of some pre-emptive scans. I'm eager to see what we can find."
Between the resolution of the holo-emitters and the images size he could only make out the most luminous stars however the gesture mixed with the words were most promising. Thomas replied “Excellent, if you wouldn’t mind keeping me informed on the data you receive I would be most interested to see those preliminary findings.”
Wanting to know more about Savant he inquired. “Has the Science Council set any particular parameters of what you are to survey? Your intimate knowledge of equipment and your capacity to explore and catalogue. I would think every Starfleet facility could do with someone like you, for starters you make far better conversation than LCARS. Is this a field test of your capacity?”
The little woman smiled a bright toothy smile in reply to the flattery, "Oh, no Sir, I'm installed in over twenty line vessels, a dozen Starbases, and several permanent installations throughout the Federation. There is talk of me becoming a standard installation but as of this point it is by ship's request only."
She lifted both hands, and the holographic starchart lifted up into the air, enlarging until it was much easier to view. "They have asked we provide a detailed catalogue of all points of interest within this sphere to the reasonable limit of Charon's sensor systems - which are quite formidable indeed. They did not present me with any special requests of which I am aware, but I am sure that they have their points of interest."
Thomas was disappointed with himself. After his excitement of being able to meet such esteemed people in the scientific community he had been idly wondering why such high delegates of the Science Council were here. Their interest in the Charon as well as the mission at hand seemed just that; only a fleeting interest. His bright idea of them possibly overseeing the final stages of a new revolutionary program made a bit more sense but now proved totally unfounded.
Returning his thoughts to the conversation at hand he replied. “Yes as long as we don’t run into any trouble like in our last survey we should really be able to complete in depth analysis around this region, the problem will be in deciding what things we don’t have time for rather than finding something to do.” The enlarged image was now much more than tiny dots now, other features like Nebula and other stars whose luminosity had previously been drowned out by brighter companions became apparent in their own right. She narrated as he examined the display, "I have taken the liberty of planning a rough survey schedule along the projected flight path. As you can see, it should hit all of the likely points of interest, and allows us 15% leeway to focus on what comes up during the flight."
Before he became too engrossed in the image he looked back towards the avatar and continued. “Your program sounds truly amazing. I look forward to the chance to be able to utilize your abilities and experience to learn and complete our work.”
She smiled and inclined her head to him, "I look forward to the endeavour, Sir."
((I believe they want us to actually find the anomaly, so I'm going to write that in here))
[The same location, Several Days Later, 0300 AM]
The words illuminating across the screen shook the red haired Ensign out of the trance that was his previous work. At first he found the words confusing, however as he drew his mind further away from his last task he smiled at the expression before his attention drew to the speckle chart delivered alongside.
He began to speak. “Good…” Pausing to look at the Chrono he continued “…Morning Savant.” It was only a suspicion who the sender was. Taking a better look at the results he commented as he looked at the screen. “It looks like there was a sudden radioactive decay at this site, the neutrino emissions are too sudden to be from a star, are there any signs of planets or asteroids in the vicinity?.”
The view expanded, fleshing in as sensors returned their reports and Savant tied them all together into a cohesive picture. The bright burst looked like the corona of a star, a glowing fiery ring with the star itself removed. Streamers of neutrinos filtered away.
More scans returned, probing beneath the veil of reality and into the layers of subspace that nestled beneath. The picture grew more complicated still as the hologram disjointed, spreading into a multi-layered collage, each layer showing a scan level, each one showing a different ring - as if space itself were rippled and punched apart.
"It looks something like a collapsing Cochrane field." Savant spoke in the quiet.
"Yes, please pass this onto the captain as well as Lieutenant Doyle I'm sure they will both want to know of it." Thomas replied to Savant's question as he continued to explore the sensor data, captured in the enigma it presented.
Savant assembled the data package tidily, topping it off with a metaphorical bow and sending it on its way. Lieutenant Doyles' went unannounced, but the deliveries to both Captain Shiarriel and Commander Sakarra were accompanied with small beeping alerts on their personal desks, letting them know that the game was very much afoot. With that, she returned the distracted elements of her attention to the task at hand, and the target that loomed in the distance.
Ensign Thomas Clipper
Assistant Chief of Sciences
and
The Semi-Autonomous Varied Algorithm Network Trainer
[USS Charon Deck C - Sensor Control Station]
Thomas continued to look through the information displayed on his PADD he had been reviewing earlier. Yeoman Byrens had produced excellent results on the recalibration he had been assigned. The visual clarity was one thing however the resolution of the data array was now happily operating at its peak demonstrating it was now in excellent service.
It had only been in prying how the Yeoman had gotten the instrument so accurate that he divulged the information he received assistance of a program that interacted via a holographic avatar called Savant. The Ensign had heard of the program and that it had been delivered by the Vulcan Science Council. It was one of the many things he had acknowledged however failed to act upon, however such good feedback made him realized he shouldn't have been so dismissive of the new addition.
After tapping his commbadge he spoke "Ensign Clipper to Savant, if I could I was hoping to have a moment of your time." Totally unfamiliar with the program he hoped its operation possessed a permanent link with the LCARS interface.
His hopes were well founded. Not a moment passed before a the rooms' holographic display hummed to life. Instead of displaying stars, however, it displayed a half-meter tall human woman, serene and almost incorporeal in her holographic state. She was smiling and hand her hands
clasped behind her back calmly. "Mister Clipper. I'm very glad to make your acquaintance," she greeted him, "what can I help you with?"
Placing the PADD down on the console beside him as the miniaturized avatar began to greet him he smiled and replied. "Hello Savant I'm happy to meet you too. As for helping me, first I would like to thank you for
work you have already done. The assistance you provided Yeoman Byrnes' today was exemplary, your expertise is going to allow us to complete our side of the survey with greater clarity and efficiency."
"I look forward to the adventure, Mister Clipper; it's a rare expedition to venture to the birthplace of the engines of life. I'm honoured to be chosen for the voyage."
The tiny hologram lifted an even more tiny hand, conjuring a small simulacra of the stellar nursery in question, "I've already taken the liberty of some pre-emptive scans. I'm eager to see what we can find."
Between the resolution of the holo-emitters and the images size he could only make out the most luminous stars however the gesture mixed with the words were most promising. Thomas replied “Excellent, if you wouldn’t mind keeping me informed on the data you receive I would be most interested to see those preliminary findings.”
Wanting to know more about Savant he inquired. “Has the Science Council set any particular parameters of what you are to survey? Your intimate knowledge of equipment and your capacity to explore and catalogue. I would think every Starfleet facility could do with someone like you, for starters you make far better conversation than LCARS. Is this a field test of your capacity?”
The little woman smiled a bright toothy smile in reply to the flattery, "Oh, no Sir, I'm installed in over twenty line vessels, a dozen Starbases, and several permanent installations throughout the Federation. There is talk of me becoming a standard installation but as of this point it is by ship's request only."
She lifted both hands, and the holographic starchart lifted up into the air, enlarging until it was much easier to view. "They have asked we provide a detailed catalogue of all points of interest within this sphere to the reasonable limit of Charon's sensor systems - which are quite formidable indeed. They did not present me with any special requests of which I am aware, but I am sure that they have their points of interest."
Thomas was disappointed with himself. After his excitement of being able to meet such esteemed people in the scientific community he had been idly wondering why such high delegates of the Science Council were here. Their interest in the Charon as well as the mission at hand seemed just that; only a fleeting interest. His bright idea of them possibly overseeing the final stages of a new revolutionary program made a bit more sense but now proved totally unfounded.
Returning his thoughts to the conversation at hand he replied. “Yes as long as we don’t run into any trouble like in our last survey we should really be able to complete in depth analysis around this region, the problem will be in deciding what things we don’t have time for rather than finding something to do.” The enlarged image was now much more than tiny dots now, other features like Nebula and other stars whose luminosity had previously been drowned out by brighter companions became apparent in their own right. She narrated as he examined the display, "I have taken the liberty of planning a rough survey schedule along the projected flight path. As you can see, it should hit all of the likely points of interest, and allows us 15% leeway to focus on what comes up during the flight."
Before he became too engrossed in the image he looked back towards the avatar and continued. “Your program sounds truly amazing. I look forward to the chance to be able to utilize your abilities and experience to learn and complete our work.”
She smiled and inclined her head to him, "I look forward to the endeavour, Sir."
((I believe they want us to actually find the anomaly, so I'm going to write that in here))
[The same location, Several Days Later, 0300 AM]
Charon sailed through the sea of stars, and all about she watched.The lines appeared briefly across the terminal screen, glowing a dull amber across Thomas's face. Alongside it came a quick rendering from the ultralight lepton receiver. A speckle-chart, a spattering of glowing paint across a black field awash with grains of sand - a burst of bright neutrinos against the cosmic background radiation.
A sturdy hull to bear them all and take the eyes across
Oceans of stars, the wine-dark froth, a chill and silent sea.
No gulls, no fins, no schooner sails - ah yet! What's this I see?
The words illuminating across the screen shook the red haired Ensign out of the trance that was his previous work. At first he found the words confusing, however as he drew his mind further away from his last task he smiled at the expression before his attention drew to the speckle chart delivered alongside.
He began to speak. “Good…” Pausing to look at the Chrono he continued “…Morning Savant.” It was only a suspicion who the sender was. Taking a better look at the results he commented as he looked at the screen. “It looks like there was a sudden radioactive decay at this site, the neutrino emissions are too sudden to be from a star, are there any signs of planets or asteroids in the vicinity?.”
The view expanded, fleshing in as sensors returned their reports and Savant tied them all together into a cohesive picture. The bright burst looked like the corona of a star, a glowing fiery ring with the star itself removed. Streamers of neutrinos filtered away.
No matter shoals here in the dark,
No luminiferous outcrop.
The other shoe will have to drop;
Beneath the waves we must embark.
More scans returned, probing beneath the veil of reality and into the layers of subspace that nestled beneath. The picture grew more complicated still as the hologram disjointed, spreading into a multi-layered collage, each layer showing a scan level, each one showing a different ring - as if space itself were rippled and punched apart.
"It looks something like a collapsing Cochrane field." Savant spoke in the quiet.
Thomas looked at the images as they we brought to his attention while also bringing up exiting star charts that existed for the region trying to link it with previously charted phenomena, all as he responded to Savants voice. “I just don’t think it looks like a collapsing Cochrane field, I believe it is. It’s in an advanced state of decay.” Thomas also begun running simulations on the phenomena’s age based on that decay being received from the streaming data.
Looking back at the data Savant had already diligently collated and presented before him “Look at these results from the magnetic interferometry scanner, there is a large amount of polarized magnetic energy present too.”
Bouncing back to the Subspace imagery Thomas continued to talk. “Look at that subspace distortion, there is defiantly subspace instability present in the region. There is nothing else showing on existing charts. It’s possible there was a wormhole here, but that doesn’t explain these other readings, what do you make of all this?” The ensign continued to stare between the subspace imagery and that highlighting the collapse of the Cochrane field.
The disembodies voice listed off the possibilities, "Natural Cochrane fields of this sort have never been observed, nor is there enough zero-point energy present to account for a natural source. Warp fields and vessel shields do generate neutrinos, but not in this volume. Deflector arrays *do* generate this volume of neutrinos if properly set, but this would be a columnar or angular projection. A system which projected an intense volume of neutrinos was only observed in the prototype Slipstream drives launched on USS Sovereign. By this, I surmise that this is a vessel or artifact designed to emit large volumes of neutrinos, or one which does so as a by-product of its function."“A vessel?” Thomas commented on the last words spoken toward him. There were still many considerations. But signs of a collapse wormhole mixed with readings otherwise never witnessed from natural means in federation history made all this very interesting.
The console Thomas was operating from beeped indicated the most probable timeframe the Cochrane field was initiated was within the vicinity of several weeks and was originally projected at well over 23000 Cochrane’s.
“I think we may need to request to take a much closer look, if we can get close enough to do a Magneton scan we might be able to learn far more, the neutrino emissions could be a byproduct of the wormhole itself but these other readings belong to something else.
"I shall prepare a probe with an appropriate test battery for when we arrive, Sir. Shall I inform the Captain of our discovery?" Savant replied mildly, even cheerfully, but beneath the veil the program could smell blood in the air. Here was the prey, and she was going to turn it into bait. She eagerly scanned the offending district while at the same time securing the data stream so that no one outside of the room could intercept the feed. She even constructed a new security layer, in case something unknown had burrowed through what was already present."Yes, please pass this onto the captain as well as Lieutenant Doyle I'm sure they will both want to know of it." Thomas replied to Savant's question as he continued to explore the sensor data, captured in the enigma it presented.
Savant assembled the data package tidily, topping it off with a metaphorical bow and sending it on its way. Lieutenant Doyles' went unannounced, but the deliveries to both Captain Shiarriel and Commander Sakarra were accompanied with small beeping alerts on their personal desks, letting them know that the game was very much afoot. With that, she returned the distracted elements of her attention to the task at hand, and the target that loomed in the distance.
Ensign Thomas Clipper
Assistant Chief of Sciences
and
The Semi-Autonomous Varied Algorithm Network Trainer
