Systems Check (Part 3 of 4)

Posted on 19 Mar 2012 @ 12:31pm by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm & Captain Jonathan Holliday & Lieutenant Commander Chauncey Remington III (KIA) & Lieutenant JG Robin Hilyer MD & Lieutenant JG Drusilla McCarthy & Lieutenant Commander Evelyn Coleman & Command Master Chief Markum Quinn & Tarishiana Barel

2,022 words; about a 10 minute read

Mission: Episode 00 - Pre-Deployment
Location: USS Galileo, Deck 7, Various
Timeline: MD 05 - 0945 hrs

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Quinn looked to Remington and Holliday, then with an extended hand towards the nearest turbolift. "Commanders, would you care to join me for a trip down to the bowels of this lovely lady?" Quinn lead them towards the turbolift, hoping the systems check would go over with few glitches.

"Heh," Will replied to the other man's comment about their lovely lady, only managing half a laugh. He gave a nod and stepped into the turbolift.

"Sounds good to me...you're sure the containment field works though right?" he said jokingly as the turbolift began its descent to deck 7...

Quinn smiled as the turbolift took them to their destination. The doors quickly opened and before them was Main Engineering. "She's beautiful, isn't she?" The Warp Core let off a blue illumination through the facility.

"Not bad Chief...not bad...lets just make sure we get her off the ground" John continued with his jovial attitude all the way to the deck...

Quinn walked to the Master Systems Display console, and tapped in a few command sequences, putting all ship power to 50%, and then made an audible proclamation of what he was about to do next. "I am bringing the Warp Core online. Matter-Antimatter mixture is holding at one-to-one. So far so good."

"Feed some power to all main systems," Will instructed, standing to one side of Quinn. His hands passed expertly over the console and pulled up a power distribution readout. His intention was the test the power flow throughout the ship and make sure all of it was working properly.

"Aye Commander, feeding power. Six percent, thirteen percent, twenty-two percent..." Quinn kept an eye on the power flux meter. "So far so good."

"Diagnostics look beautiful," Will decided, giving the console an almost affectionate tap.

From his own console, John started to run his own diagnostics on the power transfer systems, watching as more and more joules of energy coarsed their way through the new and unused power coils throughout the ship. A small orange light began to flash on his panel to the side of the Chief.

"I'm reading an imbalance in the EPS manifold distribution systems, looks like we might have some feedback from one of the primary taps, Chief, do you think you can compensate from there?"

Quinn looked at the EPS display on the screen, then sprinted over to the Main Transfer Station. "Yup, I see it." replied Quinn as he entered in a set of commands into the console. "I'll reroute the electro-plasma through the impulse manifolds for a brief time Commander. Perhaps the phase compensator is not responding properly."

Quinn entered a few more commands and then reported, "impulse manifolds have been effectively compensates to handle a brief EPS surge. We'll get two, maybe three minutes worth of time until we risk overloading the relay Commander."

"That should do for now...I'll start a level 2 diagnostic on the EPS subsystems, see if the computer can't track down the fault...its going to take a few hours though, we'll probably have to resolve it in space...I can't see HQ letting us delay our launch to track down a minor bug."

His hands flew across the consoles as he began the diagnostic, level two was a little extreme, but he would rather be safe than sorry. It would take a few hours to complete, meaning the Engineering crews would have to work their magic mid-flight, but it was an acceptable compromise. Afterall, if a fault developed, they would at least have a few minutes to shunt power to a different system to avoid any kind of serious overload.

"Chief I'm going to start bringing the main deflector up to standard flight mode, would you prefer to handle it yourself or do you wanna tackle those shiny new transporters instead?"

Quinn smiled at the remark..."I will tackle the transporters, who knows, I may find a way to beam to Suraya Bay on Risa from here. I'll have a Pina Colada, or six for you Commander." Quinn turned and began to walk out of Main Engineering, "I'll start on the Cargo Transporters since we're already on Deck-Seven. Call me if you two young'ins break something...sirs." said the old Chief Engineer with a chuckle and a wave.

"Have fun Chief, I'll try not to scratch the paintwork" He chuckled to himself before continuing to power up the deflector array. Tapping his combadge, he decided to report in to the bridge

"Mr Remington, would you mind taking a look at the console interfaces whilst I report in?" Tapping his combadge, he decided to report in to the bridge

"Aye, sir," Remington replied, turning to a station to one side of the room. He pulled up a level four diagnostic protocol for the LCARS interfaces and activated it. While the computer worked, he took a look at the computer core's operating efficiency.

"Engineering to Bridge, so far so good Commander, the warp core seems to be fully operational, there's a slight glitch in the EPS relays feeding from the core though, the Chief has rigged up a bypass that should let us launch, I've got a diagnostic running, hopefully we'll have it sorted before we reach the Starbase, how are things up there m'am?"

A few seconds passed before Lirha's voice sounded through his communicator. "No problems have been reported at the moment. Flight control and tactical systems are functioning properly and we're in the process of checking the damage control and communications systems. I'll keep you updated."

"Commander," Remington said, turning around, "I'd like to perform a bio-safety test and run operational diagnostics on personal transporters. It wouldn't do to find out during an emergency that we'll arrive back on the ship as scrambled eggs." Will didn't trust transporters and he certainly didn't trust anyone but himself to test them 'just to be on the safe side.'

"Sounds good to me Mr. Remington, make it happen. Once that's over and done with I think we'll be pretty much ready to launch. Let me know the results as soon as they come in."

"Aye, sir," Will replied, turning towards the door. He made his way out of engineering leaving Holliday to himself. He headed down the hall towards engineering.

Quinn entered the cargo transporter room and did a beeline to the transporter console. It was pretty standard...and new. Quinnn keyed up the power to it, and waited for the console to reboot. After a check of the cargo transporters, and a successful beaming of a crate full of vintage Bajorian champagne, Quinn moved on to the personnel transporter. Once in place he tapped his badge. =/\=Quinn to engineering. I am now at Transporter Room-One. =/\=

William was just in time to tap his com badge moments later as he moved to the transporter controls, in time to hear Quinn reporting back. =/\=Remington reporting in. Transporter room two standing by as well.=/\=

Hearing the now-familiar voices of his colleagues, John tapped his combadge =/\= Understood gentlemen, I'm unlocking the pattern buffers...now...start your diagnostics and I'll monitor the signal feed from here =/\=

Entering a short sequence of commands into the console, John watched as power was restored to both transporter systems, and the pre-programmed diagnostic program began to run, hopefully a simple procedure that wouldn't take a vastly long amount of time to complete.

Will watched as the transporter controls came online and the diagnostic started up. He frowned thoughtfully as he carefully examined the readouts being displayed on the diagnostic panel. Everything looked normal, but you never knew with transporters...

Quinn watched intently at the console as the diagnostic was running. Something caught his eye that seemed out of place. =/\= I have a problem here, sir. The transporters are feeding their primary power during re-materialization from the primary impulse generator."

Sighing to himself, John swapped his diagnostic panel to observe the data coming into Quinn's transporter room. There was no mistake about it, transporter power had been tied directly into the impulse engines.

=/\= This....could be a problem....Chief unless I'm mistaken, that means we won't be able to use transporters whilst we're at full impulse without losing one of the two...suggestions? =/\=

Will frowned. Always the transporters. He spoke up over the commlink, =/\=We should set them to run according to Starfleet specifications.=/\= He sounded annoyed.

John tapped his fingers nonchalantly against the panel as he continued to think his way through the problem
=/\= Agreed, but do we have to reconfigure them before we launch? I can't imagine that its going to be an easy job to do in time> =/\=

Quinn ran a quick simulation. =/\= It can be done, sir. It will take approximately ten hours, plus or minus a few. =/\=

=/\= Best get started then - I'll head to the Bridge and bring the Captain up to speed, carry on gentlemen =/\=

And with that, he closed the comm line, and headed out of engineering, destined for the nearest turbolift. He could not believe that such a simple error would have slipped past so many audits and inspections, although with the heat of getting this ship ready in time, there were bound to be a few kinks that still had to be ironed out. A short trip quickly brought him up to the Bridge.

"Engineering is about as good to go as its going to get ma'am....our transporter systems are a mess however...the Chief needs about 10 hours to get them the way they should be..if we're lucky they might be ready for launch" he sighed and rubbed his temple as he reproted back to his CO.

Lirha glanced over her shoulder, having been previously occupied with a status report on her chair's console. "Well, I glad we discovered the problem before we left dry dock." she said simply, then reached up with her hand to push a stray lock of hair out of the way. "Ten hours is manageable. And I'm glad we conducted this system check in the morning." she added, then stood up to face the commander. "Everything else in Engineering is in working order, I assume?" she asked

"Apparently so ma'am, a few little issues cropped up but I think it'd be a safe bet to assume that the chief and his team can have everything under control before we launch. How's everything looking up here?"

"There's a problem with the computer bypass system and it's affecting our damage control systems. We ran a diagnostic on the computer core, which I thought would turn up the problem, but everything checks out fine. I was about to call for an engineering team to take a look at it. Since Mister Quinn will be busy for the day working on the transporters, I'm going to have some of the shipyard engineers take a look at it." she replied. "Other than that, all systems appear to be in good working order."

"Good to know. I'll pass on our snagging list to the dock teams and get the relevant materials sent aboard for repairs. I think we're about done here ma'am, time to close up shop?"

"Indeed," the captain replied with a nod as she began to power down the bridge systems, returning the consoles and terminals to standby status. "Your team did a good job today, send them my thanks." she said to him, then moved towards her ready room. "You have the bridge, Commander." she called out over her shoulder as she disappeared into her office to review the status reports from the systems check.

To Be Continued...

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CMDR Lirha Saalm
Commanding Officer
USS Galileo

LCDR Jonathan Holliday
Executive Officer
USS Galileo

LCDR Chauncey Remington III
Chief Operations Officer
USS Galileo

LTJG Amber Rose Scuito
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Galileo

LTJG Robin Hilyer MD
Chief Medical Officer
USS Galileo

LTJG Drusilla McCarthy
Chief Counselor
USS Galileo

LTJG Evelyn Coleman
Chief Intelligence Officer
USS Galileo

CWO Markum Quinn
Chief Engineering Officer
USS Galileo

MWO Tarishiana Barel
Chief Science Officer
USS Galileo

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