TSO 1 : Waking up Wrecked

Blackness in the middle of stillness is interrupted by a flash of consciousness. Unfortunately consciousness to not ensure enlightenment and chaos if what surges to the surface as you struggle to get a grip on your situation.

01:23 @ 2236-10-03

Subject : Adonis : Comms Tech

Adonis twitches as his automated systems come back online. The sleek and sophisticated robotic life form lays motionless as his visual receptors and other sensors bring a flood of information to be processed.

Location : Communications Hub
He quickly analyzes and identifies his surroundings as the armory of the Odyssey. He is laying on the floor next to the door of the room lit only by emergency lighting.

A slight flicker as a set of foreign symbols scroll across the top of his vision The visor . . Instant discord fills his processing unit and he quickly runs some basic diagnostics. Physically fine Adonix is dismayed at the state of his internal logs. Recent memories have been wiped, corrupted, or encrypted, and there are signs of a digital infection still active in his system. Glancing at the security console nearby he checks the ship status. According to the ship systems the current time is 01:23 @ 2236-10-03. But the last clear searchable memory is dated 2236-08-21. Over 6 weeks are missing.

Sitting up Adonis finishes his diagnostics and removes the visor. It was acquired . . on this mission . . and only he could properly utilize its functions. It seems to have several basic scanner functions built into it but accessing them has proven problematic. Could the visor be the source of the digital infection? Unknown.

Looking around he notes that most of the small arms have been removed from the armory. This would require the captain or first officer and one other security personnel to do this. Moving to the console he interfaces with the ship’s system's and finds that it too has suffered both physical and electronic damage. Working to reset faulty systems and restore internal sensors, Adonix is filled with unease.

Objective: Restore internal and external sensors. You have no idea what the state of the ship is and with your gaps in your memories do not feel sending a distress beacon is the best option at this time.

Subject : Sam / Ships Engineer

Sam, blinks to clear her sight as her thoughts slowly form a clear idea of where she is.
Location : Engineering Bay
Raising up to look around you see the main Engineering bay are alarmed to see damaged machinery and exposed wiring. Moving to stand you have to grab a nearby rack as nausea washes over you. Quickly checking the status of ship Sam is first confused. Engineering has been physically isolated from the rest of the ships network, but even worse the date. What happened? Thinking back Sam instantly gets a headache as she tries to recall anything recent as according to the computer she is missing 6 weeks of memory but the last engineering entry is by her from a couple of days ago.
Getting lightheaded you realize that it is hard to breath. Checking the console you verify that engineering is on local life support and it is struggling. Looking up from the console she confirms that engineering is sealed tight, from the inside. She did this, but why?

Status & Objective : Systems compromised. Extensive damage. Repair is imperative. Survival depends on the restoration of power and life support systems. Failure is not an option.

Subject : Stinger : Pilot

Stinger tries to focus as his head swims and he is forced to brace himself with a set of secondary arms. Shaky from lack of food and lightheaded from air too thin it is hard to focus.
Location: Bridge
Looking down at the bridge's navigation console you try to recall what exactly happened. Your compound eyes instantly take in the entire bridge with flickering consoles and emergency lighting. Most of it seems to be locked down by a combination of codes you can't override at this time. However the ships navigation systems is beeping incessantly, warning of imminent danger. Frustration washes over you as your attempts to access external sensors or navigation records are baulked at each turn. The ship’s automated navigation is offline but luckily enough of it is functional to identify a threat. You just wish you knew what is was and how much time you have to avoid it. You have restored basic thruster control through access emergency overrides but without sensors or logs of where you are you are blind.

Objectives : Recover navigation logs and plot a route to safety.

Subject: Alandra : Medical Officer

Alandra, the ship’s dedicated medical officer, awakens on the cold floor of a dimly lit room.
Location: Medical Bay
By the smell of it you are in the medical bay. The soft hum of the med bays independent life-support machine is somewhat comforting. The sterile environment is a stark contrast to the turmoil in your mind. Flashes of arguments, treating the crew, and, and, it fades in a flash of white and a blinding headache. Picking yourself off the floor and lying down on the the examination table you start it it running through self diagnostics and then have it check yourself. At the tone indicating the scans are complete a glance at the chart slightly reassures you. Minor injuries and dehydration as well as lack of nutrients. Your stomach rumbles at the thought of food. But then you notice that all medical logs since the ship left port are locked down by a chief medical officer, but is isn't your credentials. Able to get access to your own records you notices that several scans were run with multiple anomalies, and the ship left port over 6 weeks ago but you can remember none of it. Leaning back to think you see a piece of paper on the floor next to where you awoke. Picking it up you see a set of security codes and . . . Oh, that's not good.
A quick check confirms that ship life support has been set to minimal. Anyone without independent life-support would soon find themselves almost suffocating.

Objectives : Stabilize the life support and check on the crew's condition.

Sam checks life support but with engineering cut of from the rest of the ship systems network all she knows is that it is drawing power, but mimal levels only. The engineering local life support is set to independant mode and has been for some time, which is why it is struggling. Independant is normally only enabled when there is a breach or contamination in the ship. The engineering life-support indicates there is air to draw in for local use but without access to internal sensors the quality of the air is unknown.

Tracing the systems status she can check she finds the main network feed to and from engineering was manually disconnected or severed. Turning she sees the panel in question is open and cables laying haphazardly pulled out of it.

Security / Adonis
Adonis gets to work and finds that many systems are locked out. Fortunately he can get the CCTV security feeds of the hallways at least and quickly determines the entire ship is worse for wear. Low level lighting only and multiple signs of damage can be seen. Cycling through various systems Adonis slowly learns that many have officer lockouts in place. However he is eventually able to get some basic information.
+ Current crew count aboard = 6 (Identities locked out)
+ Shuttlecraft : launch authorized by 1st officer (no further information)
+ Bridge and Engineering are not responsive from the security terminal
+ Internal comms are offline with multiple lockouts in place but with a bit of effort the emergency alert systems could probably be converted to a PA system.
+ Internal life support = Minimal atmosphere and temperature in the halls. Individual rooms are heated but have even lower oxygen to the point that any exertion by biologicals would soon lead to fatigue or even unconsciousness

Bridge / Stinger
As Stinger checks over navigation he realizes that sensors and thrusters are offline. Fortunately Stinger is able to activate the view screen scan the surrounding. The predicament is all too readily apparent. The ship looks to be in orbit of a gas giant with rings. The ship has drifted into the rings and though the shield have kept the ship safe so far it has drifted deeper into the ring where the rock and ice chunks have gotten bigger. Adjusting the view screen he finds they are so deep in the ring that there is no clear path out. With a quick check Stinger verifies he still has emergency thrusters and he uses those as best he can to adjust their trajectory to avoid any major collisions though a few meteors are brushed by the shields. Fortunately though you are deep in the ring the density of the objects it not too bad, yet.

Medbay / Alandra
The headache and nausea cause a few entry errors locking herself out of the system. Forced to wait she tried but to think to much about what may be happening with the others.

As she waits a could of soft tremors rub through the ship. Collision? Not direct. Still, she hopes someone is awake on the bridge.

When the system finally lets her re-enter the codes she slows down and gets it entered properly. A quick check reveals according to the logs she disabled most of the air scrubbers some rooms ago and quickly she reactivates them as well as increasing circulation after verifying the air is clean and safe. It may take a few minutes for the air to improve.