| Code Orange |
| Arc: | Perry Investigations |
| Summary: | Man Overboard! Seelig finds himself in a spacey situation and must be rescued. |
| Date: | 2659.204 |
| Related Logs: | None |
| Participants: | Seelig, Cyric, Phillip, Zorro |
Scene: Cyric, Nina and Phil are walking down the corridor when the comm officer announces: "Code orange, requesting the assistance of Capt. Epinosa, and 2nd Lt. Bradford and Karde on flight deck 3. A broadsword has been fueled and prepped."
Nina looks up at the intercom, swears and starts into a run.
Knowing what a code orange means, Cyric races to the 3rd flight deck stopping off for the moments it takes to put his flight suit on…before racing onto the third flight deck.
Phillip heads to the flight deck super quick. He only vaguely remembers hearing of code orange before.
Zorro is already wearing her flight suit when she's in the corridor and arrives at the flight deck at the same time as Phillip.
"Hey Zorro, you remember what a code orange is?" Phillip turns toward Nina and asks.
A technician finished transferring a new anti-matter core into the broadsword. "Looks like you're up!" as he lowered the steps.
"Man overboard," Zorro says, "It's a rare code. Most people don't tend to take unplanned spacewalks."
"Don't worry, it's just a spacewalk, Seelig's on a wild goose chase, and his harness came loose. He can float a bit,” comments the technician.
"Weird, well let's get this shindig over with. Have you ever flown a 'sword before?" Iceblade says to Zorro.
"I have, but I'm not 100% current on it," Zorro says, "Why did Seelig go on a spacewalk?
Cyric climbs in with a sigh as he goes through his preflight sequence. "What an odd time for someone to walk to take a walk outside." Seeing Iceblade and Zorro already strapping themselves in, Cyric hears the word Seelig for the first time. "Who is this Seelig and why did he want an unscheduled EVA?"
Zorro climbs into her pilot's seat and puts on her helmet.
Perry is a halsey class space station. It measures when completed about 2000 m tall / 1000m wide
Iceblade settles into the port turret, a not-completely-unfamiliar position.
Cyric takes the aft turret slot strapping himself in as he clicks his helmet on.
A flight crewman guides points to the launch tube and gives the all clear.
Zorro activates the launch sequence and the Broadsword exits the station.
The comm officer radios in: «Glad you could all make it… we have a situation… your course should be plotted on your nav computer.»
«What's the situation?» Zorro asks, «One guy floating around in space?»
Iceblade cues up the tractor beam and sets it to repulse. There is a fair bit of material floating around with some drones as well.
«Senior Spacehand Seelig spotted a discrepancy in the station design.» responds the comm officer. «He got approval to go investigate. But he decided to go from outside… To be frank, we're a bit confused here.»
Zorro sets the course for the Broadsword.
Sensors show a large blip approx. 5x5m (15'x15')
«I'm a bit confused as well… he had better have a very good reason or he's going to feel my steel-capped boot up his backside.» Zorro comments.
A large panel is slowly drifting in space. A large man is firmly attached to it with standard issue harnesses. A faint comm signal can be picked up.
Iceblade wonders what that technician was up to. "How did he get into an EVA suit in the first place?"
The comm beep is louder. «Hey kid! I can see you out there!»
"Let's get this guy inside and find out why he wanted to take a spacewalk to get to it instead of walking the decks like a normal person," Cyric says as he powers up the tractor beam and preps the recovery of the lost spaceman.
«WOAH WOAH WOAH!» is heard over the comms. «I'M STRAPPED TO THE PANEL!»
Seelig reaches and starts to release the harness.
«Why can't you simply detach from the panel, Senior Spacehand.» Cyric asks.
«I can, don't tractor me until I do though.» Seelig responds via the short-range suit radio. «Even better though, could you help me take the frikkin’ panel back in place so the drones can weld it properly?»
A drone with a panel approaches and it doesn't seem to recognize the Broadsword.
«With two tractor beams it shouldn’t be hard» Seelig comments.
Zorro looked at the situation. «We came here from a man overboard, not an idiot who didn't know what he was doing.»
"Uh Boss, we got a drone vectoring on our flight path." Iceblade says.
"I see it", Zorro says, "Why is it heading for us though…"
«I can give it a little push if needed, Lead» Cyric intones.
Iceblade fires the tractor beam at the drone hoping to get its attention and push it away.
«Who on the station has control over the drones?» Cyric asks as the repulsor beam activates.
Zorro says, «Very cute, if you want to have people talk to me like that, I'd phone home, right now, I got a job to do.» Zorro then continues, «I'll talk to you how I like. Now let's get all this sorted out, then I'm going to find something appropriate to charge you with»
Random (1 to 20): 16 | The drone dodges the broadsword and nudges the hull panel slowly back.
«Okay, let's reel this guy in!» Cyric fires up the tractor beam.
Iceblade breathes a sigh of relief.
Seelig radios, «That drone only solders, don't expect intelligence out of it.» Seelig then releases the harness.
Zorro is partly relieved and also annoyed. «I'm pretty sure there is a buddy system for any EVAs. Who cleared you to do this solo?»
Cyric radios, «Why did you go for a space walk alone, Senior Spacehand?»
Seelig responds, «Yeah, that's what I told the chief, he wanted me to investigate the problem and not be bothered. Also, we're strapped for hands, as I'm sure you've noticed.»
Zorro replies still annoyed, «Strapped for hands is not an excuse to violate basic protocol. We're going to get you back in, then I'm going to find this chief and read him the Riot Act. Capiche?»
«Nevermind that, we are approaching you now, try not to fidget.» Iceblade radios.
Cyric activates the tractor beam and starts reels the floating spaceman into the SAR hold.
Seelig comments, « You know, that panel needs to go back onto the station.»
Zorro moves the ship to give the tractor beam the best chance of operating. «The drone will do that.»
Iceblade gets out of his position and heads to the hold to pull him up into the main chamber of the Broadsword.
Random +5: Iceblade 24 to pull in Seelig
Random +7: Zorro 8 for piloting
The broadsword maneuvering jets stutter and Seelig falls.
Cyric radios, «Strapped in. Everyone else secure?»
Random +5: Iceblade 9 | Iceblade falls into the cargo hold while trying to help out Seelig
Cyric «Iceblade? Iceblade, please respond»
Iceblade goes tumbling into the hold. "OUCH!" and hits his back. *grooann*
«Kid’s OK, my… pliant mass protected him.» Seelig responds.
«Hold on, Iceblade. I'll be there post haste.» Cyric unstraps himself and heads to the sounds of his groaning squadron mate.
Seelig taps the side of his helm, it depolarizes.
Cyric arrives to see Iceblade sandwiched under a very fat man in an oversized EVA suit.
"Kids, I need some help investigating this problem here,” Seelig says.
Cyric pulls the fat tub of lard off his friend arm first.
Zorro turns around and sniggers slightly, then closes the door to the cargo hold.
USER: Rear_Admiral_Tarsus : !r 1 20
USER: Poll++ :
Iceblade is now "standing" or "floatanding" in the ship.
"Thanks for the pick-up, but I could have really used some help putting the panel back on. The drones can't place items, just weld them.” Seelig clarifies.
"Right, let's do this", Zorro said, "What do I need to do?"
Iceblade climbs from the SAR hold back to the Port Turret.
Cyric does likewise and heads to aft turret.
Seelig responds, "Firstmost, I gotta ask a question… 1, 2, 3, 4, …. " Seelig looks at the crew quizzingly.
"I declare a thumb war?" Zorro asks, "What do I need to do?"
Seelig responds, "Can you count to 8?"
Iceblade looks back at Seelig quizzingly. EVA, No way. He says mentally.
Cyric answers. "Yes."
Seelig comments, "Then you're better than the architects of this station." He taps his wrist quine: a projection pops up.
"How so?" Cyric asks.
Seelig continues, “See, deck 1, 2, 3, 4 … 9”
"Of course." Cyric answers promptly.
Zorro comments, "Deck skipping does happen".
Seelig says, "Yes, that's a classic, 13 and all. But we don't just leave a huge walled down area with an abnormally high-power draw. I was asked to check it out."
Iceblade's eyes squint. "From inside or outside the station?"
"You can discuss that later. How do I get the panel back on?" Zorro asks.
Seelig responds, “No inner access, I could only find external ports, when I went to get to the panel with my drones and the chintzy panel just popped off while I was opening the hatch. Now we have a gaping maw, draining the emergency shields. Let's close that hole first."
"Understood. What do we need to do to restore it while also allowing you entry into the walled off section?" Cyric asks.
"Right, so a quick push with the tractor beams?" Phillip asks.
"I gotta get back out there and tack it on, some tractor help would be good," Seelig comments.
"I can do that." Cyric offers.
"OK," Zorro says, "I'll line up the course".
Seelig responds, "Tanks kids".
Random: 8 to 27: 25; The broadsword is perfectly lined.
Cyric returns to aft turret and lines up the tractor beam after setting it to repulse and fixing it on the panel floating in space to slow its rotation.
"We don't have that many spare tanks," Iceblade wonders aloud completely misunderstanding Seelig.
Seelig is still in the eva suit and gets ready to eject…safely, using the latch.
Seelig gets to the station and spider walks to a corner. He seems very at ease in reduced gravity.
Zorro watches the whole thing, waiting if she needs to do anything pilot-y.
Random Piloting:
Iceblade: 6 to 25: 17
Talon: 8 to 27: 15
The panel is tacked in perfectly, and the bots get to affixing it.
Iceblade tractor fixes on the right point and pushes quite well it does. "Good turret system."
Seelig comms, «The port is still here, want to see what's wrong inside? My computer says atmospherics look fine and I could use a little hand.»
«Very good. That was almost child's play,» Cyric agrees.
«I'd rather this was done by a proper technical team,» Zorro says.
Seelig appears to be slurped into the airlock.
Iceblade's mind has difficulty processing the visual feed.
Seelig responds, «I don't think it would be too technical»
Zorro says, «What do we need to do?»
«Its alright, Zorro. We needed the exercise anyway and this is an interesting one I didn't see coming when I got out of bed this morning!» Cyric says.
Seelig answers, «Mostly help hold things up while I fix'em»
«Big or small things?» Iceblade radios.
S«Tell you what, I'll recommend you up for commendations after this is done.» Seelig responds. «Does it matter? gravity is low»
Cyric comments, «Even better, what things specifically need holding?»
«Let me rephrase, tractor beam or eva?» Iceblade clarifies.
«I just need you to dock with the port!» Seelig clarifies. «We can get out after without evaing.»
Zorro moves to dock with the port.
Iceblade is on the trigger just in case the ship closes too fast.
Cyric waits for the all clear docking signal from Zorro also tensing up for a slight repulse.
In less than a minute, all four are inside the station, each feeling quite a bit lighter.
Seelig exposits, "You see, the usual scumbags who here built this station did not appear to deliver decks 4 through 8. They are missing from the manifist, but as you can see, clear as mud, they do exist. What we have here is another mystery. I swear, they found a frikkin indian grave in space to put this station on."
Zorro looks around.
Iceblade follows behind Zorro. Sidearm holstered for now.
The group then hears the mechanical whirr of the airlock sealing and can still hear a bit of the mig welders outside sealing the station. Lightning is dim at about 50%.
Zorro wonders what she is getting herself into here. The last time she entered a situation like this, she lost her shirt.
_ Meanwhile _
Juliana pops into the bar. "Hm… the gang is gone… Oh well…" She grabs a pink fizzy drink and skips off to the barracks to do some sculpting.
Juliana finished off 4 figurines. A red fox, a dark hawk's claw, a blue scimitar and an angel. And leaves them to dry at the bunks of her teammates.