Mission 12: "When It Rains..."

[T'lana]

T'lana turned to Chaya, "In the event this fails, we need an alternative solution to our faster than light limitations. Your vessel uses a Hyperspace Generator correct? Please explain how it accomplishes this?"

T'lana gestured to the Executive Officer's Chair, "Please, sit." T'lana stated.

[Chaya Sar]

Chaya Sar's head was spinning at the efficiency and speed T'lana had shown her how to operate the sonic shower and the computer terminal.
Chaya decided to browse through the clothes files first and then take a sonic shower, sitting at the terminal for an hour trying to decide what to where.
Of course the choices were quite extensive, the problem was, Chaya had been wearing traditional Jedi Robes for so long that choosing anything else was nearly impossible. Making a selection that would go with her utility belt, even more so.

Chaya decided to place her original clothes into the replicator to be scanned and duplicated, taking the new Jedi outfit with her into the en suite.
After having a shower, she did her hair, put on make up and then put on her new clothes. Chaya then put her Holocom into the hidden pocket and put on her utility belt, that held her Blaster Pistol, tradition Comlink and Lightsaber.

Coming out of the en suite, Chaya walked up to T'lana.

"Thank you for the use of your shower and that T'lana. I thought about changing into civilian clothes, but this is all I really know now." Chaya stated, gesturing to the newly replicated, but same designed clothes she was wearing.

"Um is there anywhere I can have something to eat around here."

[T'lana]

"Indeed." Stated T'lana, "You just came on board and already you want to alter the Rivendell's operations, interesting."

T'lana thought for a moment...

"Discuss your ideas with the chief Engineer, if your designs improve the current user interfaces, then I will put it to the Captain."

[Morgan Freeman]

"Why don't you look over the diagnostic of the new drive system to make sure that I have it right.  I would hate for something bad to happen."  He said standing from the engineering chair and motioning for Larial to sit down.

[Morgan Freeman]

Morgan knew that the computer was making progress on the language but still needed a little guidance.  Using the root syntax of the language and the simple words the computer already knew he programmed in a new algorithm.  Turning to the visitor "Can you understand what I am saying?"

[Taurik]

"As I do often."

A comm message broke their mental communication. "Captain, we're arriving at Red Acropolis."

Taurik stood. "Thank you," he said. "We'll be right there." He then gestured to the door. "Would you care to remain on the bridge? You are quite welcome."

[Givrillian Sarpedon]

"Aye." Was all Sarpedon said. He hadn't been trained on Tactical, so was more than pleased to be back on Helm after diverting enough power to shields as he moved the ship to a safer distance, though in his opinion, the Borg seemed to have fired on them regardless of whether or not he had fired.

[T'lana]

T'lana finished writing her report and gave it to Captain Taurik.

Heading for the turbolift she stated to Chaya, "Come with me."

Both T'lana and Chaya Sar, headed for T'lana's quarters, to freshen up and change their clothes.
T'lana went into the sonic shower first and changed into a new uniform, lastly putting on her make up and doing her hair.

When T'lana had finished, she took Chaya to her terminal and show her, some of the finest civilian clothes for females that the Rivendell had on file, showing Chaya how to use the terminal and how to make a selection.

T'lana then took Chaya Sar to the sonic shower and showed her what to do, before leaving Chaya to her own devices. Going to the replicator, she ordered a bowl of Plomeek Broth and a glass of water and sat down to eat. T'lana had thought of ordering Chaya something, but had no idea what to order. What does an extra-galactic alien find appetizing anyway?

[Larial]

Larial smiled, "It will be my pleasure."

Larial walked over to where her father was motioning to and sat down.

Larial pressed controls at superhuman speed analyzing every calculation, making sure each algorithm was correct.

That wasn't all she was doing at that moment, Larial was scanning her files making sure they were in their proper directories, making a personal log, reviewing what her optical sensors had recorded and running a diagnostic on her subprocessor.

"It all checks out father, would you like me to do anything else?" Larial asked.

[Chaya Sar]

Chaya noticed the confused looks on the aliens around her and gathered that they may not speak Galactic Basic. That in itself was not unheard of, but the ones that looked like her should of understood her, that was what sent up the proverbial red flag.

It was times like this Chaya Sar wished she took a long a Protocol Droid on her travels, but she just couldn't see herself giving up her Viper Class Starfighter.

"Do VOT VACWASTA me at TAM?"

[Chaya Sar]

"I would appreciate that, thank you."

Chaya Sar walked out onto the bridge with Taurik and looked out of the Main Viewer.

Chaya was tired, still feeling the after effects of stasis, but was not willing to take a seat. Chaya took out a Bacta Injector from her robe pocket and injected herself with it. Feeling the effects almost immediately of the cellular regenerative compound, she placed the injector back into her pocket and went to the back of the bridge; sitting down onto the carpeted deck.

Chaya Sar closed her eyes and began to meditate. Images of the force appearing as blue energy with an infinite number of chords, flowed through her minds eye.

As she shifted her perspective in relationship to the universe, a dark mass was visible where the quantum gravitational chords did not go. Looking into that mass and into that darkness, Chaya could sense life at least partial life anyway. She couldn't look at the darkness anymore, so she shifted her perspective again towards the center of this galaxy. This region teamed with life, not biological, but energy. Malevolent and hungry, this energy tried to reach out to her, which made Chaya recoil in her mind and immediately snap out of the meditation.

Chaya couldn't help but be frightened. Never before in all her short life but extensive training, had she ever felt beings such as this. One sentence kept playing over and over in her mind: "We are the Na'Jigat, all shall be consumed..."

[T'lana]

"Interesting." Stated T'lana, genuinely impressed. For in essence, a propulsion system like this would have infinite range.

[Luke Voison]

"Great!" Luke said out loud, almost unnecessarily. He hurried out of the bridge, he couldn't wait to get some recreation time.

[T'lana]

OOC:
Note: Anything with a tilde [~] is a telepathic communication, in this case a direct comm between T'lana and Taurik which given the nature of telepathy can only be picked up so-to-speak by the target. So eaves dropping is impossible regardless of ability and I expect other players to respect that, thank you.

NOTE 2: The SR-1 NORMANDY is a proposal of mine to HC and has the Jumpdrive, the employment of this vessel depends on the amount of users to this site and whether such a vessel would be used by those players.

But I do personally believe that having a Jumpdrive attached to the conventional Warp Drive, would allow for greater story ideas, given the nature of wormholes. Quantum Physics and String Theory, as well as M-Theory allows for Warp and the Hyperspace form of travel. So I see know reason why we cannot use these in STAR TREK, if it is good for Theoretical Physicists, then it is good for us common folk, remember that STAR TREK is built upon real science, well what Gene roddenberry did anyway.

[Givrillian Sarpedon]

Sarpedon tapped the controls on his LCARS display and slid his fingers up a pad up to the '7' mark, and the ship sped forward.

"Warp Seven engaged, Captain."