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USS DURANT MISSION TDRP20-29: “Nothing will come of nothing.” (200906)

The USS Taylorholic Durant is considered to be the Flagship of the UFS Fleet. We are honoured to have Admiral Mike Calhoun as our former CO and as a current crew member, as well as other luminaries. We support UFSA as much as we can and we provide mentorship to the JOOP & CGSD graduate programs.
We roleplay in-world on a drop-in and scheduled basis. We also add to our history and environment by writing RP Narratives, Mission Logs & Personal Stories for the UFS forum.
Inspired by the ship's namesake, the late Admiral Taylorholic Durant, crew members work to exemplify the behaviour, actions & vision of United Federation Starfleet in everything they do. Our first rule: to be kind to one another. And have fun.
Please note we practice Post Order (P.O.) and One Post in our Roleplays. For further info, contact the C.O.!

Roleplay Times: Sundays 11:15am SLT
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Executive Officer: Evelyn Rieko

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MISSION TDRP20-29
Sun Sep 6, 2020
OOC Preparation
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STARDATE: 200906
CREW CALL TIME: 1100 SLT Sharp

LOCATION TO MEET: Durant
RP STARTS: Durant Bridge/Your department

WHAT TO WEAR:
UFS Duty Uniform
Durant Chat Relay

MISSION LEAD/GM: RAdm Toocool
POST ORDER: Will be decided, and posted, by the Mission Leader just prior to mission start (and sometimes adjusted in the RP if necessary).
ARRIVING LATE? Ensure to enter the scene in a logical manner.
NEED TO LEAVE EARLY? Justify your exit.
PROPER ADDRESS: Our XO is addressed as Captain Rieko or XO or Exec. Our CO is addressed as Admiral or Admiral Toocool or Captain Toocool. Please don't use "Captain" without a surname as we won't know who you are addressing ;)

PREMISE:
The USS Taylorholic Durant had been at Deep Space Fifteen for repair and resupply. At the end of the Task Force she had escorted several damaged ships to the station and patiently waited her turn while her crew had some welcome R&R with fellow Starfleet members. During this time the yearly Admiral's Banquet had been held at Pinastri, several crew had joined Rear Admiral Toocool in attending the event, travelling to and from UF Starfleet Headquarters aboard a shuttle ably piloted by Cmdr Russell Sprout.

After a period of two weeks, the Durant left space dock, proceeding on course for a charting mission, with the aim of testing her updated systems. Now, after several days travel, she is approaching an uncharted area. Up ahead, according to Astrometrics, is a fascinating sector featuring a sextuple star system with six individual stars gravitationally bound together, similar to the Castor star system observed from Earth some centuries ago.


LCARS Sector Chart (directions):
https://wiki.ufstarfleet.org/wiki/index ... Sector_Map

YOU SHOULD HAVE READ some stuff, maybe:
http://minerva.union.edu/zhaox/What_are ... ystems.htm
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castor_(star)


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CAST OF CHARACTERS
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Poison Toocool (Vice Admiral), CO
Bruno Bonj (Lieutenant), Vice Chief OPs [on Helm] ((benjilabonj))
Hal Jordan (Commodore), Chief Intel [on OPs] ((GreenLantern Excelsior))
Leni (Lieutenant Commander), Vice Chief Science ((Leninah))
Bodan Landar (Lieutenant Commander), Chief Tactical ((bodan))
Nems Darkstar (Lieutenant Commander), Vice Chief Security ((Knightspet))
Evelyn Rieko (Captain), XO
Dan Hunsaker (Crewman Second Class), Science II ((danhunsaker))
Silvio Rosca (Lieutenant Junior Grade), Vice Chief Engineer
Yal'ann Zurc, (Colonel), Tactical II ((Cheryl Skinstad))
Teresa Firelight (Fleet Captain), OPS II

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Left to right: Rosca, Toocool, Jordan, Leni, Rieko, Darkstar, Hunsaker, Landar, Bonj, Zurc
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Poison Toocool strode through the bridge doors with a swish and stepped onto the bridge, which was lively with people. She nodded to Evelyn, and looked at everyone, most of whom looked back at her or looked busy. She flashed a quick smile, feeling good, always great to be back on the bridge. As was her habit she walked over to Helm and stood there, looking at Bruno handling the navigation, before turning her eyes to the viewscreen. "What's our course and speed, Mr Bonj?" Then leaned on the side of the console and added, "I hear from Mr Rieko that you've been doing a decent job of things in OPs. I guess that's why we're appointing you Vice Chief?" She winked at Evelyn.

Bruno Bonj sat at helm, it'd been a while since he had been piloting a ship and what a pleasure it was for it to be the Durant. He looked up with a nod and a smile as the Captain appeared. "We're cruising steadily at warp 4, about 45 minutes or so from the entrance to the system. So far nothing else to report... She's a fine ship!" He grinned from ear to ear at the kind words. "Why thank you, I am overjoyed that my performance is living up to the ship standards! I'll do my best to make you and all of the team proud! You have my word!"

Hal Jordan sat at the OPS console, looking with amazement at the Astrometrics analysis of the system ahead. Six stars, somehow gravitationally bound together, and somehow not spiraling into a massive crash. He commenced searching Intel databases, looking for any similar phenomenon discovered by past explorers. Something about the situation seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. He smiled as Admiral Toocool bestowed a Vice Chief position upon Lieutenant Bonj. Those positions weren't exactly handed out like candy - a crew member had to be pretty good to get one. He turned his attention back to OPS, scanning the panel for any anomalous readings. "All power systems show ready for our upcoming stellar encounter, sir."

Leni: Taking her seat at science, several days after re-joining the ship but still displaying a broad smile. A smile possibly enhanced by the new friends made during the stop at Starbase XV, especially those in the catering department. Having already requested the chilled crate to be delivered directly to her quarters after unpacking and inventorying she quietly acknowledges delivery on her combadge with a remarkably subdued tone. Glancing around with a suspiciously secretive expression, and unable to resist licking her lips in anticipation as she settles down to the job at hand of continuing the shakedown of the updated science systems for the mission ahead interfacing with the main science console.

Bodan Landar: The recent R&R had been a welcome relief, and the Admiral's Banquet had been quite the experience...one that he had thoroughly enjoyed, and one that had been particularly kind to him. He scanned around the bridge just observing for a moment or two. It was good to see everyone back aboard again in, at least for the moment, less stressful circumstances. He had invested an extra few minutes straightening and polishing up his pips, as he knew what a stickler Toocool was for that, and once bitten as they say. He was coming to the end of a series of routine checks on departmental reports, and long distance shipping lane activity when he heard Bruno's appointment announced. "Tactical systems nominal Admiral....and congratulations, Lieutenant!

Nems Darkstar: Taking control of Security, it felt like such a long time since she had been overseeing the team. Making sure everything is in tip, top shape. Making sure everyone is guarded and protected aboard such an amazing ship. Smiles seeing Vice Admiral Toocool coming onto the Bridge. Turning her attention back to the viewscreen. So pretty out there.

Evelyn Rieko looked around the bridge, delighted to see that everyone seemed refreshed and relaxed. The two weeks of shore leave had been wonderful. Time to socialize with fellow officers., and reconnect with friends. The Tarok Task Force had taken its toll on UFS, but we are a resilient group, and the time off helped a lot. The Durant had done our part in the Tarok Campaign fighting the Kazon and Kazem, and had escorted several damaged ships back to the station. Now everything was returning back to normal. She thought about the Admiral's Banquet she, Poison and some of the crew had attended. It had been delightful, and the assortment of food and drinks was mouth watering. The best part was being there celebrating with fellow officers. She had met a very charming doctor at the banquet, and they had promised to keep in touch. She smiled thinking back on the way he could make her laugh so easily. She straightened her posture in her seat as she saw Poison walk onto the bridge. She heard her speaking to Lieutenant Bonj, informing him of his appointment as Vice Chief of Ops, and smiled as Poison turned and winked at her. "That's right, Lieutenant Bonj. You've earned that promotion. Congratulations!"

Dan Hunsaker: Closing out a personal experiment window on their console just before the Vice Admiral returned to the bridge, they kept their focus mostly on the tasks at hand, only briefly recalling the surprises at the Banquet not so long ago. They were still stunned at the Valedictorian rating.

Silvio Rosca approached the engineering console and punched a few buttons. He was glad to see that repair crews on Deep Space 15 had done a surprisingly good job of repairing the damaged nacelle and other systems. "Not bad at all," he said, as he verified all systems were operating at peak levels. Although he was glad to have some down time while docked for repairs, he was happy to be back out there. Hearing the Admiral announce Lieutenant Bonj's promotion, he smiled and turned "Congratulations, Lieutenant."

Yal'ann House of Zurc: Working on the auxiliary systems console at TACT II, she taps her console monitoring the state of the primary & secondary hulls. She looks at the damage reports in order to gather information, summarize them and transmit this outline, assisting her superior officer, Lieutenant Commander Landar. She listens to Lieutenant Bonj's reaction to his new position being announced and the crew's congratulatory remarks. She nods at Landar. It is good to be rewarded for hard work but how casually the Vice Admiral gave this information surprises her. But then nothing comes without surprise every day as she lives amongst this crew. She is more relaxed these days with the regular shift members, but has not yet made any friends. She would not mind a serious opponent when working out with her bat'leth and looked around to see who she could approach.

Teresa Firelight runs routine checks of comms systems and is surprised to get a few "almost" signals, more than background static, but not a clear signal. She adjusts some filters and tries to get clearer readings and more data on it, wondering if a six-star cluster causes more background noise than normal space. She bites her lower lip as she puzzles over it, pondering whether or not this is worth reporting to the Captain – not wanting to make "something" out of "nothing" and look silly later. Then she decides it is worth mentioning, but will play down the possible implications. "Captain, I have more background 'Noise' than normal on comms sensors and some of it almost resembles an intentional signal... almost but not quite. I will analyze it further as we progress on our mission." She was going to say more, but noticed an incoming comm, marked private and personal and addressed to XO Rieko. She routes it to the XO's personal station and says, "XO, I have a personal comm for you from Starfleet Headquarters, marked as anonymous sender from Medical."

Toocool had her elbow on the Helm console as she looked at the system they were about to explore. She nodded to Bruno as he responded to her. The swirling lights of multiple stars winked on the viewscreen. She could feel the vibration of the ship - as subtle as it was - through the soles of her Starfleet issued boots. She frowned slightly. "Has there been any adjustment to the artificial gravity plating? I feel like I've put on some weight." She had had too many fresh baked buns while at Pinastri, but had compensated by an extra mile of jogging every morning at her usual time of 4:30 am. She almost rolled her eyes as she remembered the security detail assigned to her dropping like flies as she ran around headquarters at what she felt was a reasonable pace. "Excellent, excellent," she replied to the various reports being sung out on the bridge. As was her habit she examined the uniforms and accessories of the bridge crew, frowning a little at the long hair displayed by the vice chief science officer - in her day long hair was to be bound and tied, and even though those regulations had been relaxed, through force of habit she wore her own long hair in a loose bun. She nodded to Dan - the only enlisted serving on the bridge. In reading over their educational pursuits - they had been presented with the Academy Valedictorian award - she had briefly wondered why they had chosen the enlisted track when they clearly would excel as an officer. But each to their own. "Mr Leninah, science ship shape and ready for this exploration? Do you have a particular course that would be most effective for gathering the data you require?" She nods to Teresa, "Can you pinpoint a source? If not, keep an ear on that and report anything out of the ordinary."

Bonj was trying to play it cool and keep professional, although it was hard not to want to get up and jump with joy. Perhaps not the best thing to do when in charge of a vast starship with goodness only knows how many souls on board. "I cannot thank both of you and all of the team enough for their kindness and good wishes! My Father was a Lieutenant, I've still got his pips somewhere in my quarters. So to be one myself, especially on the Durant, is a great privilege. Not to mention how outstanding our team is, so many awards." He took a look at the readouts and pressed a switch, illuminating a panel before him. "Hmm... It looks as though our speed is increasing, only slightly mind you. It's nothing too out of the ordinary, the gravimetric forces ahead are highly likely to be influencing our speeds."

Jordan watched his auxiliary display as information about multiple-star systems began to appear. There were several historical references about binary and trinary systems, but no reference at all to any system containing six stars orbiting in equilibrium. There was one reference to an incident in which the crew of Enterprise NX-01 was adversely affected by radiation from a trinary system, but that was back in the days when that type of radiation was an unknown factor. It wouldn't have any effect on Durant. He scanned the OPS console again, noting what appeared to be a quick variation in one of the readings. But when he looked closer, all systems remained constant. He scratched his head, still thinking that this situation seemed familiar.

Leni: The identification of the sextuple star system was exciting, something that was difficult to disguise. Not usually given to muttering to herself, the sharp of hearing or lip readers could possibly hear the almost continuous self-chatter: "Such an opportunity to enhance the previously gathered data on multiple star clusters and their interaction was rare and whilst binaries and triple even quadruple systems weren't as uncommon as one might think, recalling the mid 20th century research that postulated whilst 75% of stars were singular, some 50% of all stars were contained in the 25% that were multiple star systems. A sextuple was pretty rare indeed and presented an exciting prospect to behold and study up close." Whilst talking to herself, Leni reviewed and checked the automated scans and analyses. "Must make sure everything is set to make the most of what was likely to be a limited time to gather the data. Don't want to waste this opportunity, this will make a fantastic paper when we get back!" Before being interrupted in her one-way conversation by the new Vice Admiral, "Oh yes Sir, anywhere around the edge would be good, we really don't want to get in too far until we know what we're dealing with."

Landar: The shipping lane activity was tedious. What seemed like an endless stream of freighters...Talaxians mostly, some Malon too. "No prizes for guessing what they are up to," he muttered as he kept one eye on the movements. He touched the panel again... torpedo bay 2 reload activity complete. Technicians reassigned.

Darkstar looks down at the console and back up and reports: "My sensors are not penetrating the systems ahead. For some odd reason. I do not know why they are bouncing back to the Durant." Scratches her head, gives a puzzled stare.

Rieko listens to the bridge crew give their reports, she hears Op's report about a lot of background noise on comms, then the Fleet Captain tells her of a personal comm for her. She glances at the Vice Admiral and then says, "Thank you, Fleet Captain Firelight." She smiled inside... and was looking forward to reading the message later in private. She tapped her console, reading about a sextuple star system. "This star system has six individual stars gravitationally bound together. Fascinating!"

Hunsaker: Sitting close by, they could hear Lieutenant Commander Leninah muttering to herself, though they couldn't pick out more than a few words. Just enough to know she was thinking aloud about the current mission. Something they should be doing as well, if not actually aloud. There was a lot of data coming in, and they should be helping to analyze it. That's when they noticed that some sensors, notably security/tactical, weren't actually returning any data on the sextenary system at all. They got to work fiddling with settings to try to resolve the problem.

Rosca moved his fingers across his console to take a look at impulse and thruster systems upon hearing mention of increased acceleration possibly due to gravimetric forces coming from the star system. "Looks good, looks good." He said with a nod. Everything was looking good to handle anything that might come their way. He turned to the Admiral, "All engineering systems nominal, Sir."

Zurc: Continuing to work through her system checks, she monitors the status of the sensor arrays. She raises an eyebrow at Bodan's remark. She thinks back to her Klingon battleship history studies as she works. In 2370 the Albino had a subspace sensor array inside his base on Secarus IV. The Legendary Klingon Captains Kang, Koloth, and Kor along with Dax destroyed it to prevent the Albino from finding them when they went on their vendetta. True ingenuity from these mighty warrior Captains. She feels proud of her heritage.

Firelight continues to work on the signal, trying to pinpoint its origin. "Hard to say for sure, Sir. It is definitely not a subspace transmission, but it isn't routine background noise either." She pauses for dramatic effect and then adds, "I suppose it could be some type of primitive communication, though I haven't been able to interpret the signal or translate as a message yet. This might be a stretch, but perhaps one of the planets in this system is inhabited by some type of pre-warp society?" She pauses again. "Then on the other hand, maybe it is just an unusual cluster of static."

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Toocool realized she'd been hanging over Bruno's shoulder for some time, and moved away, looking towards the Comms console, wondering about the 'noise' that Teresa had reported. She acknowledged Leni's report by issuing an order to Helm: "Mr Bonj, set a course to circumnavigate the system, at a relatively safe distance from the main binary pair. We want to be close enough for a good look, but not so close that we might be pulled in. Mr Rosca, thank you for your report. Ensure warp drive is optimal in case we need to increase power to repel the effects of the gravity emissions from the system." She nods to Nems: "Hmmm, interesting, let's see if we can increase power to forward sensors... meantime, Mr Firelight, could you prepare a probe? Consult with Science as to the best class to use, and let's make sure it has effective abilities to transmit telemetry and beef up our communications as well." She paused for a moment. "Some type of primitive communication?" She looked to Evelyn, "What do you think the chances might be that any planets in that system would be populated with sentient life forms?" It seemed improbable but she also knew that, in space, what seemed unlikely was often more normal that one expected.

Bonj: "Aye, Captain!" He began to work his way through the console, flicking through screens and adjusting dials. "Course has been set. The gravimetric forces seem to be stable enough, so we should be able to get a good look. If it starts to misbehave, I'll make sure to whip us out of there! I'll keep my eye on it. You know what space is like, it has a habit of not playing by the rules!"

Jordan glanced over at Vice Admiral Toocool, who was standing starboard of the Flight Control Officer. She seemed to be in a good mood today, the same as most of the crew. The recent recreational opportunities had had a calming effect, which was excellent for morale. He tried to recall an ancient quote that started with "All work and no play..." but his brain was unable to finish the quote, and it wasn't important enough to devote computer time to research it. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that quick flicker of movement on the OPS panel again. "Sir, we're experiencing a variation in the..." and it was gone "...sorry, disregard. My eyes are playing tricks on me today." Could something about the system ahead be affecting Durant's power flow? Or did he get a bad batch of synthale at the Admiral's Banquet?

Leni: Noticing the Vice Admiral's frowning stare at her hair, she realised in her excitement she had forgotten to tie it back. As the ship progressed towards the edge of the star system, Leni flicks the control panel to direct the longer range astrometrics scanners, already tuned to compensate for some of the extreme gravimetric forces present, to start to get details of the composition of the bright star system. Immediately routing the data to the stellar cartography modeling systems to compute and predict inter-activity between the components. As this starts to formulate, she quickly ties her hair back and reports "Sir, the system ahead is indeed a sextuple system, at least." Some excitement breaking into her voice as she continues. "There are three binary systems very much like the known Castor system in the Alpha Quadrant, though the masses are considerably larger and the third binary doesn't appear to be a Red Dwarf as with Castor. If that's the case, it would make it very rare indeed and worthy of extended study and analysis, Sir!" Her eyes look expectantly as if a child is asking for more sweeties than already been given, knowing it's greedy. "Also Sir, if I may suggest to make the most of this opportunity Crewman Dan and myself might be better utilised focusing on this from Astrometrics?"

Landar brought his attention back to matters at hand. A single star system wasn't enough, not even a binary or trinary system. Oh no, only a new system with six stars would suffice. He again muttered, "Six times the trouble." Nems mentioning about sensor issues matched what he was now seeing also. "I also now have intermittent long range tactical scan data. Attempting to compensate."

Darkstar looks up to Vice Admiral Toocool. "Aye Sir, right away." Trying to increase power somehow to extend the sensors forward would not be so easy. Hearing Lieutenant Commander Landar speak of long range tactical scan data, knowing she must do her very best.

Rieko Listens as the Fleet Captain suggest the interference she has been hearing is possibly primitive communications, and Poison's question to her, "Three tight binaries each with a short period of just a few days for their binary orbits. Vice Admiral, there is a possibility that there could be sentient life forms on a planet in that star system, and maybe even Photonic lifeforms, life based on particles of light and energy, hence a type of non-corporeal lifeforms. That is possible. Of course corporeal life forms as well."

Hunsaker: Hearing the buzz of conversation all around, they checked the ship's probe inventory, since nobody had actually brought them up, so they'd have an answer to which type to use, at least. Good, they had a few aboard. That would make things simpler. "Admiral, I recommend a Class A probe for this scenario. They're optimized for studying star formation, which means already calibrated for variant gravimetric shears and eddies. Should cut through any interference we're experiencing quite nicely." They tried not to get their hopes up too far about the chance of life to study here, as well.

Rosca: "Aye, Sir." He sent a message down to engineering to ensure the warp drive was in tip top shape in case they needed to get out of here in a hurry. "Hmmm, that's odd," he said, as he noticed a variation in power flow hit his display and then return to normal. "Commodore, I believe I saw that variation as well."

Zurc moves on to checking on environmental systems and life support, just as a precaution, in case any discovery of a population of sentient life forms might result in becoming a threat. She listens carefully to the comments that the crew members are making. She feels uneasy at the words intermittent long range tactical scan data. She also hears Bodan mention the word trouble. She sits up with a straight back and remains vigilant.

Firelight: "Aye Captain, preparing a Class A probe, as recommended by Crewman Hunsaker." She sends a message to the science comm asking for scan frequency ranges and trajectories, letting science determine what and where the probe should focus its scan. She sets up data links so data will return directly to the science stations as well as to ops and the ship's recorder. As she waits for Science's inputs, she glances briefly at the XO, curious about the private message, but knowing better than to ask about it. Then she tries to get a better triangulation on the signal's origin. Then she remembers something from the History of Telecommunications course, about RF Radio Frequencies, and makes some adjustments to her comms sensors. "Ma'am I believe this may be an RF signal."

Toocool frowned as the reports about intermittent issues with tactical sensors were confirmed. "Isn't it odd that astrometrics is still able to gather data? Or is the science array also picking up interference?" She adds, musing, "This increase in 'noise' might be radio waves from the surrounding area hitting the system's event horizon and bouncing back?" She looked at the viewscreen. "Mr Bonj, engage your course. Stay at least... 150,000 kilometers from the nearest star to our position as we make our circuit. Mr Landar, load the Class A probe in preparation for deployment. Ensure its speed is impulse only, and have it match our circumnavigational course but travel closer to the centre of the system. Mr Leni, hopefully this probe, once launched, will extend astrometrics' scan range and assist your department to gather their data," she gave a swift smile in response to the excitement in the science officer's voice. She turned to Evelyn, "Yes, life in various forms might exist there, and if they do, we should have a care not to alert them to our presence unless and until we can establish their level of technology." She was remembering their blunder with the Tricerops and was determined not to make the same mistake again. "An RF signal? That's very low fi. Perhaps it's getting through to us because it's a lower band frequency?" She turns to Silvio, "Can we adjust our tactical sensors to receive telemetry at a slower speed?"

Bonj: The controls were feeling slightly sluggish, it was definitely a case of having to overcompensate on certain parameters to ensure that the ship moves accurately. He nodded to the Captain. "Yes, Sir! Punching in the course as we speak. Eyes on the kilometers, I'm being careful with the speeds as she's behaving a bit erratically. Just trying to rein her in a bit." There was a lot of information around him on the flight deck, the situation was definitely changing. It was just important for him to keep focused on the task at hand.

Jordan listened to two reports of intermittent sensor issues, and looked carefully at the OPs console to ensure that power fluctuations weren't causing those problems. Readouts remained constant. As a test, he selected several systems in the area where he had thought he saw a flicker, and put them on a graphical readout that would display any variation. His imprecise human eye(s) would be augmented by computer-assisted backup. While he watched for any changes, he configured another display to show a representation of the gravitational forces in the system ahead. As expected, the display showed multiple complex interwoven lines of force, moving and curving as they were intercepted or blocked by the various solar bodies. He addressed Lieutenant Rosca at the Engineering panel. "I've set up some detailed power systems monitoring here. If there's any more variation, we should be able to see where it's coming from."

Leni: Flashing over the controls in something of a frenzy, gathering together the outputs, she collates these and updates her report on the star system and responds to the Vice Admiral's question. "Sir, we are indeed also picking up interference, but have tuned the more powerful astrometrics array to compensate for it. The probe will help further of course, but I can confirm we are looking at a sextuple star system of three binary pairs. None of which are Red dwarfs, all very much full young stars all larger in mass and brighter than our own Sun. Running modeling to try and calculate the gravitational forces and relative barycentres, which will help us navigate. All fascinating stuff! The only downside is the likelihood of any form of developed planets harbouring intelligent life as we know it is much reduced. The best chance is, as Captain Rieko says, non-corporeal energy-based life. Still, until the modeling is complete some oasis among those turbulent gravitational seas might exist that could provide a stable environment for corporeal life forms might just be possible!" With that she sends confirmation to the Fleet Captain on the settings for the class A probe.

Landar: frowned as tactical scan results continued to be considerably unimpressive. He quickly actioned Toocool's orders and prepared the probe appropriately. "Class-A Probe ready for deployment, Admiral." He paused a second before adding "Admiral, Captain, everyone... possibly new life, new civilizations and all that stuff. We know nothing, and at the moment can see even less. Caution is strongly advised."

Rieko: Hearing Commodore Jordan's report and Lieutenant Commander Leni's report on the complex gravitational forces of the stars, her fingers fly across her console, researching the potential hazards to the crew. She looks to Crewman Hunsaker. "Good work on suggesting the Class A probe, Crewman. She looks to Poison, "Admiral, I'm very interested in the speed at which the binary pairs are orbiting each other as it can give us more data on the amount of gravitational pull between them, and the safest distance we should keep our ship."

Hunsaker: Hearing the XO's praise, they blush slightly, but otherwise continue to 'do science stuff.'

Rosca "Indeed, Sir. That should be possible with very few adjustments, it will not take long at all to make them." He says while punching a few buttons, re-aligning tactical sensors, he turns to the Admiral, "All set, Sir." Hearing the information from the Commodore, he turns to him "Great, let's both keep an eye on it." He turns back to his panel and runs a diagnostic on power systems.

Zurc: After checking the status and maintenance of the ship's internal chronometer, she moves back to monitoring once more the issue that several crew members are concerned about. She taps her console to bring up Tactical sensors and looks through telemetry options in order to provide any tactical intelligence if relevant. She nods as she also feels cautious as there is not yet much to see to act on. She thought back to the first Klingon in UFS, Worf, who reported that the USS Enterprise-D's tactical sensor readings were indeterminate as to the cause of the ship being pulled through space, although all on-board sensors were operating properly.

Firelight receives the probe's telemetry and frequency data from Lieutenant Commander Leni, and completes programming of the probe. Then launches it and watches in telemetry briefly to assure it is behaving as expected. "Probe is away, Sir, and on course," she announces. "Telemetry data should begin arriving at Science's station as I speak."

Toocool "Good, Mr Firelight, report on telemetry being received, and see if it helps determine more about this possible signal." She frowned, going over the reports in her mind. Science said the presence of life was unlikely but they were receiving a signal. "Mr Rieko, let's consider the possibility that there is life, but it's transplanted. Scour the LCARs and see if there are any reports of vessels being lost in this area." For some reason, the Botany Bay came to mind.

Bonj: Keeping a watchful eye, he navigated the ship with precision. It was a bit of a juggling act as the gravimetric forces are unpredictable. Sometimes the ship was speeding up, sometimes it was slowing down. Putting his OPs head on for a moment, he remarked, "It's not outside the realms of possibility that it is intelligent life. I'm just amazed how quickly into this system we're getting such signs!"

Jordan watched the moving power display graphs carefully, configuring the system to monitor at shorter intervals to catch the smallest fluctuation. There were sharp decreases at irregular intervals, but seemingly nothing drastic enough to affect any of Engineering's loads. He increased the monitoring frequency to maximum, but still it seemed that the system was only displaying part of what was happening. He looked at the other display, showing the gravitational lines of force. Was there a correlation between some of the fluctuations there and the rapid power fluctuations he was seeing on the first display? He had an idea. Noting that one of the gravitational force lines showed wild, irregular variation compared to the others, he tied that one in with an audio output at his console. The result was a buzzing sound varying in pitch and amplitude. He reconfigured, trying amplitude modulation and then frequency modulation. The buzzing changed to a series of tones, which he adjusted downward in pitch, until... "Sir, I believe someone in the system ahead is attempting to send a signal using gravitational waves."

[USS DURANT COMPUTER]: !! PROXIMITY ALERT !!

<<Red alert blares >>

<< Ripped off course, the USS Durant goes into a sudden tailspin >>

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Poison Toocool (Vice Admiral), CO

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Bruno Bonj (Lieutenant), Helm ((benjilabonj))

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Hal Jordan (Commodore), OPS ((GreenLantern Excelsior))

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Leni (Lieutenant Commander), Science ((Leninah))

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Bodan Landar (Lieutenant Commander), Tactical ((bodan))

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Nems Darkstar (Lieutenant Commander), Security ((Knightspet))

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Evelyn Rieko (Captain), XO/Chief Science

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Dan Hunsaker (Crewman Second Class), Science II ((danhunsaker))

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Silvio Rosca (Lieutenant Junior Grade), Engineering

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Yal'ann Zurc, (Colonel), Klingon ((Cheryl Skinstad))

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Teresa Firelight (Fleet Captain), OPS II

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Durant Bridge, starboard side

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Durant Bridge, port side
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