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current_story:the_sword_of_ophiuchus_part_3 [2021/03/14 15:58] – cromwellcurrent_story:the_sword_of_ophiuchus_part_3 [2021/03/17 04:07] – cromwell
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 //"We're good here, CJ,"// came the order over the subspace radio.  //"Let's get this show going."// //"We're good here, CJ,"// came the order over the subspace radio.  //"Let's get this show going."//
  
-At the sounding of the order, Jenson pulled down on a trapezoidal handle that actuated a hydraulically-primed master switch.  While the jury-rigged power transfer conduit would have made a resonating 'boom' as the reactor's primary energy feed switched from the cloaking field to the array, the vacuum of space prevented the perpetuation of sound in the control suite.+At the sounding of the order, Jensen pulled down on a trapezoidal handle that actuated a hydraulically-primed master switch.  While the jury-rigged power transfer conduit would have made a resonating 'boom' as the reactor's primary energy feed switched from the cloaking field to the array, the vacuum of space prevented the perpetuation of sound in the control suite.
  
 "Power transfer complete," he announced as a soft amber glow formed at the tips of the thousands of different verteron emitters within the array's dish.  As the emitters came to life, their energy swelled into elongated globes of brilliant orange light that swirled into a vortex of verteron plasma.  Coalescing within the concavity of the dish, the countless beams spun faster and faster as each tiny emitter combined their energy into a gigantic swirling particle fountain that spanned the entire half-kilometer diameter of the array's circular profile.  The enormous verteron beam erupted from the surface of Gamma Serpentis like high-velocity lava spewing skyward from an erupting volcano, and within seconds, a massive glowing ray reached out from its cradle into space at superluminal speeds with a direct linear trajectory towards the distant red giant star. "Power transfer complete," he announced as a soft amber glow formed at the tips of the thousands of different verteron emitters within the array's dish.  As the emitters came to life, their energy swelled into elongated globes of brilliant orange light that swirled into a vortex of verteron plasma.  Coalescing within the concavity of the dish, the countless beams spun faster and faster as each tiny emitter combined their energy into a gigantic swirling particle fountain that spanned the entire half-kilometer diameter of the array's circular profile.  The enormous verteron beam erupted from the surface of Gamma Serpentis like high-velocity lava spewing skyward from an erupting volcano, and within seconds, a massive glowing ray reached out from its cradle into space at superluminal speeds with a direct linear trajectory towards the distant red giant star.
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 Moving at ninety-five percent of lightspeed, Republic nee Asgard smoothly followed the linear verteron beam towards the red giant star known as Ophiuchus 42 on the Starfleet Gamma Quadrant charts.  It was a short twelve-minute flight where the nine crew members of the Galaxy Class starship made final preparations for their journey to the Delta Quadrant.  Doctor Yezbeck and Crewman Baker had already beamed themselves into the modified buffer of the closed-circuit medical transporter in sickbay, set into the same repeating diagnostic loop that allowed Blake St. John and his team to survive three years after Gamma Serpentis was exposed to lethal levels of Geodesic radiation.  Now, with minutes to spare before the Republic was subjected to a similar predicament, St. John had handed control of the ship over to their dutiful exocomp named Blimpy while the rest of his team made their way to transporter room five on deck fourteen. Moving at ninety-five percent of lightspeed, Republic nee Asgard smoothly followed the linear verteron beam towards the red giant star known as Ophiuchus 42 on the Starfleet Gamma Quadrant charts.  It was a short twelve-minute flight where the nine crew members of the Galaxy Class starship made final preparations for their journey to the Delta Quadrant.  Doctor Yezbeck and Crewman Baker had already beamed themselves into the modified buffer of the closed-circuit medical transporter in sickbay, set into the same repeating diagnostic loop that allowed Blake St. John and his team to survive three years after Gamma Serpentis was exposed to lethal levels of Geodesic radiation.  Now, with minutes to spare before the Republic was subjected to a similar predicament, St. John had handed control of the ship over to their dutiful exocomp named Blimpy while the rest of his team made their way to transporter room five on deck fourteen.
  
-"Nervous?" Blake asked Theo, as Jenson, Anderson, and Deuce silently followed them through the corridor while the red alert tracer lights pulsated along the walls.+"Nervous?" Blake asked Theo, as Jensen, Anderson, and Deuce silently followed them through the corridor while the red alert tracer lights pulsated along the walls.
  
 "Not at all," the man formerly known as Doug Forrest remarked with a touch of sarcasm.  "This is the fourth time in the past week I've flown directly into a star.  At least this time I won't have to be watching out the window while it happens..."  The sarcasm went unchallenged as the quintet of officers rounded a corner and went through an open doorway. "Not at all," the man formerly known as Doug Forrest remarked with a touch of sarcasm.  "This is the fourth time in the past week I've flown directly into a star.  At least this time I won't have to be watching out the window while it happens..."  The sarcasm went unchallenged as the quintet of officers rounded a corner and went through an open doorway.
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 "Well you won't... ensign..." the captain remarked coldly, withdrawing his smile in exchange for an icy glance of admonishment while simultaneously demoting the officer.  "I'll make DAMNED sure of that.  Now get OFF my bridge..." "Well you won't... ensign..." the captain remarked coldly, withdrawing his smile in exchange for an icy glance of admonishment while simultaneously demoting the officer.  "I'll make DAMNED sure of that.  Now get OFF my bridge..."
  
-//(to be continued)//+//([[current_story:return_from_innocence|to be continued]])//
  
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