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long I cannot tell. I would also not present them to any non-mechanical
long I cannot tell. I would also not present them to any non-mechanical
scrutiny, I am not sure they would pass.</nowiki></pre>
scrutiny, I am not sure they would pass.</nowiki></pre>
==So that's the Arnold everyone's been talking about!==
<pre style='font-size:12px;'><nowiki>((Facility Eddimo - Ishkaria ))
JAMES: Indeed I think that you may need to.... Try concentrating on number
patterns. It is often of help to me. So, do we have any details on this
professor from this time. Arnold is not an Ishkarian name?
DYAMONE: :: Tersely:: I'm a doctor, not an engineer. Let's try with a hand.
::Wanda put her palm on her knee and started counting from the bones.:: Fingers
have 14 bones, 5 distal 5 proximal and 4 in intermediate phalanges, because
thumb has no intermediate.
0o That's an interesting way of doing Tiltra... 0o
JAMES: No, I didn't think you would.... This is some kind of energy generation
facility, although there is no mention on what it powers, although I doubt it is
for civilian use. Maybe scientific research, but even that would barely use the
power this produces.
DYAMONE: Metacarpals are bones tha... so it really is a weapon? Is it here in
this facility, can we disable it and prevent... oh wait no, we are not supposed
to change the past, we have to preserve it, we are here for something else. The
metacarpals are the bones that connects the fingers and the wrist. Each human
hand has 5 metacarpals...
0o That does seem to be the hardest part of time travel... We are trained to
save as many as possible, yet we have to let events we could stop pass. That and
grammar. 0o
JAMES: Yes, it does seem like a weapon... Ah! There is a person associated with
the project with a similar name, Arnoldaghast. Technophysicist, 3rd degree. He
loosely fits the description of Professor Arnold in what files I've managed to
acquire.
DYAMONE: Let me see it. ::Wanda saw the picture and scans of this Professor
Arnold.:: That's him, let's go.
JAMES: I can agree with the logic of that. He should be in the generation room,
so we can satisfy an investigation of that device too.
DYAMONE: We have to find him and talk to him.
:: There was a pause for a few seconds before James took two cards from the side
of the screen. ::
JAMES: These should allow us access to any restricted areas, although for how
long I cannot tell. I would also not present them to any non-mechanical
scrutiny, I am not sure they would pass.
DYAMONE: Now that you created that, maybe there's a better way to do things,
let's go and visit his office. If everyone's in the control room and busy with
the superweapon, maybe it is better to go and search through it and see what he
knows.
JAMES: Perhaps, I'm afraid I don't konw enough about this Professor to say
whether subterfuge is necessary. I find that with most scientists if you show a
interest in their work they are quite ecstatic to tell you everything they know.
((OOC: Sorry Mo, you've lost me here! I'll come back later and modify my
response and fill in these tags. Would you mind dropping me a email explaining
this to me? I'm probably being dense but I can't think of what it may be
refering to right now!))
DYAMONE: What second?
JAMES: ?
DYAMONE: That's bad, that's very very bad. Please, let's go to the office.
::Wanda was shivering, but she was determined that whatever they need is in that
office.::
JAMES: Yes, that seems logical.
DYAMONE: How long till destruction of the system? ::The Doctor seemed even more
nervous than before, James couldn't blame her.::
JAMES: Less than 20 minutes.
DYAMONE: Can you locate the rest...owww. ::They rounded the corner and the sight
was interesting. Small figure of Arnoldaghast, or Professor Arnold was rounded
by her and James on this side of the corridor and the rest of away team from the
other side.:: For once, it's good to see you Colonel. ::She smiled to Whale,
then turned to Arnoldaghast.:: Who are you.
WHALE / VALIS / WESTON: ?
ARNOLDAGHAST: My name is Arnoldaghast , Technophysicist, 3 rd degree. What does
that matter now ?
DYAMONE: It matters, it matters to me if to nobody else. You have to tell me
what you are doing, that's the only way for you to succeed. There's no time to
explain, just give all your figures. ::She pushed her PADD into his hands.::
ARNOLDAGHAST: ?
DYAMONE: He's all yours. ::To Whale.::
WHALE / VALIS / WESTON: ?
::James watched Mr. Dyamone read the information the PADD. It was quite obvious
what she read was either incomprehensible or unpalatable. ::
DYAMONE: Din fula fan 0o That phrase again... I shall have to look it up. 0o, we
can't know without asking. ::She turned back and grabbed the Arnoldaghast who
was leaving to the opposite direction from them.:: Are you maybe working on some
kind of time travel thing?
ARNOLDAGHAST: ?
DYAMONE: Can you give it to me, please. It's maybe not working for you, but can
still help us.
ARNOLDAGHAST: ?
DYAMONE: Thank you. ::The small, orange, object was much smaller than the bomb
on the Drake. Still it could be a proof-of-concept or a prototype...::
:: As the walked to the lifts James leaned in to discreetly talk with the
Doctor. ::
JAMES: Mr. Dyamone? I noticed that Professor Arnold gave you a PADD with some
figures on it. Could I have a look at it, please? I noticed that you found it
either incomprehensible or unpalatable and would prefer to know what we're up
against.
DYAMONE: [Tag]
JAMES: I had thought that it would be the case. After all, ::with slight
humour:: your a Doctor not a Quantum Physicist.
:: James took the PADD and mummed his thanks. ::
0o This is really interesting stuff... He's trying to create waves in anti-phase
to that produced by the tremors to superimpose the destructive waves... Ah, but
he can't create ones of equal energy amplitudes so he's using the imaginary
functions instead... We could potentially free these people from the inevitable
rift it would create by generating waves of its compliment and turning the rift
into its real counterpart... I'll have to go see Science immediately. 0o
:: They reached the lifts, the doors opening. ::
0o I wish I had a whiteboard now... 0o
WHALE: ?</nowiki></pre>
==I'll have to remember this next time I beam down...==
<pre style='font-size:12px;'><nowiki>((Facility Eddimo - Ishkaria))
JAMES: Perhaps, I'm afraid I don't konw enough about this Professor to say
whether subterfuge is necessary. I find that with most scientists if you show a
interest in their work they are quite ecstatic to tell you everything they know.
Oh. A second one has appeared...
DYAMONE: What second?
JAMES: Another countdown... 0o This might not be good. Its flashing red. That's
usually not a good sign. 0o
DYAMONE: Do you have any idea what that second countdown means?
JAMES: :: James paused. The Doctor already seemed distraught... No she is a
Starfleet officer. She can take it. :: Given the situation it is unlikely to be
a tea timer.... 0o I said it out loud again. I really need to stop that... 0o ::
Sharply.:: I think it may be a countdown until the destruction of the planet.
DYAMONE: So you believe it's the countdown till the destruction of the system?
But how come we didn't know about that? ::The Doctor grabbed his hand.
Ordinarily he would have objected but, as it turns out, distraught Doctors are
often the exception.:: Where to, let's run, NOW.
:: James was dragged along by her through the crowd. He couldn't help but wince
both from the Doctors grip and the memory of the last time a Doctor grabbed him
and ran. :: 0o Hopefully this time won't end up in the men's toilets fighting
Orion assassins... 0o :: Eventually, Mr. Dyamone ran out of steam letting James
lead the way to this Professor's office. ::
JAMES: The countdown is starting to flash faster, as if its trying to draw my
attention.
DYAMONE: That's bad, that's very very bad. Please, let's go to the office.
::Wanda was shivering, but she was determined that whatever they need is in that
office.::
JAMES: Yes, that seems logical.
DYAMONE: How long till destruction of the system? ::Wanda felt a pain in her
stomach and was grateful she didn't eat in last several hours, because she may
very well puke here and now.::
JAMES: Less than 20 minutes.
DYAMONE: Can you locate the rest...owww. ::They rounded the corner and the sight
was interesting. Small figure of Arnoldaghast, or Professor Arnold was rounded
by her and James on this side of the corridor and the rest of away team from the
other side.:: For once, it's good to see you Colonel. ::She smiled to Whale,
then turned to Arnoldaghast.:: Who are you.
:: James nodded towards the adjoining party and stepped to the side. He knew
enough about himself to know that he probably wouldn't be useful here. ::
ARNOLDAGHAST: My name is Arnoldaghast , Technophysicist, 3 rd degree. What does
that matter now ?
DYAMONE: It matters, it matters to me if to nobody else. You have to tell me
what you are doing, that's the only way for you to succeed. There's no time to
explain, just give all your figures. ::She pushed her PADD into his hands.::
ARNOLDAGHAST: ?
DYAMONE: He's all yours. ::To Whale.::
WHALE: Thanks, Doctor.
WESTON: How are we going to figure out what he knows without corrupting the
timeline?
::James watched Mr. Dyamone read the information the PADD. It was quite obvious
what she read was either incomprehensible or unpalatable. ::
DYAMONE: Din fula fan 0o That phrase again... I shall have to look it up. 0o, we
can't know without asking. ::She turned back and grabbed the Arnoldaghast who
was leaving to the opposite direction from them.:: Are you maybe working on some
kind of time travel thing?
:: Whale turned to Weston with a bemused grin. ::
WHALE: Maybe we just ask him if he’s working on a time machine.
ARNOLDAGHAST: ?
0o See, you just show interest in your research. It works even better if you can
give them tenure. 0o
DYAMONE: Can you give it to me, please. It's maybe not working for you, but can
still help us.
ARNOLDAGHAST: ?
DYAMONE: Thank you. ::The small, orange, object was much smaller than the bomb
on the Drake. Still it could be a proof-of-concept or a prototype...::
WHALE: Walk while you talk.
JAMES: Mr. Dyamone? I noticed that Professor Arnold gave you a PADD with some
figures on it. Could I have a look at it, please? I noticed that you found it
either incomprehensible or unpalatable and would prefer to know what we're up
against.
DYAMONE: I don't get it at all, don't laugh at me. ::They entered the
turbolift.:: This is something too specific for my knowledge of either Science
or Engineering.
JAMES: I had thought that it would be the case. After all, ::with slight
humour:: your a Doctor not a Quantum Physicist.
:: James took the PADD and mummed his thanks. ::
WHALE: And we’re all corpses if we don’t hurry.  Move your asses, people.
0o This is really interesting stuff... He's trying to create waves in anti-phase
to that produced by the tremors to superimpose the destructive waves... 0o
WESTON: Always with the charm, Colonel.
0o Ah, but he can't create ones of equal energy amplitudes so he's using the
imaginary functions instead... 0o
WHALE: It’s a gift.
WESTON: I’m not convinced.
WHALE: You’re just jealous.
WESTON: What I am is kind of hungry.
0o We could potentially free these people from the inevitable rift it would
create by generating waves of its compliment and turning the rift into its real
counterpart... I'll have to go see Science immediately... Wait, what. Is this
normal conversation for an away team? 0o
WHALE: Close enough.  :: beat ::  All right people, in about thirty seconds the
lift will be stopping on the main level.  When those doors open, I want you
to...
0o I wish I had a whiteboard now... 0o
:: The transporter started to engage. Fortunately James was to engrossed to
notice - for once. 0o</nowiki></pre>
==Home is where the 4,000 teradyne nuclear bomb is.==
<pre style='font-size:12px;'><nowiki>(( USS DRAKE – Transporter Room ))
 
DYAMONE: I strongly believe Lieutenant Pandora should check this right away.
::She faced Whale.:: I'll contact you as soon as I'll have something to report,
Sir.  Are you coming Mr. James?
WHALE: Yes, go, both of you.  Hurry.
 
JAMES: :: Looking up from the PADD. :: :: Slightly dazed. :: Ah... Yes, that
sound logical.
DYAMONE: Vulcans. ::She frowned.:: =/=Computer, where's Lieutenant Pandora?
=/=
COMPUTER: =/=Lieutenant Pandora is in the Chief Science Officer's Office in the
Science Department.=/=
:: James followed Mr. Dyamone to the turolift, the action making him wake up
somewhat from his ideas. Upon their arrival in the full lift, Mr. Dyamone
ordered the lift to science overriding the other passengers. ::
:: Upon arriving at the floor, the Doctor looked somewhat lost. Fortunately
James knew the way and rushed off to the main Science Lab and through it to the
CSO's office. As expected, Lt. Pandora and Cmdr. Brice where there, looking over
the remains of the device they found in the rollbar. There was another man there
too, who James had yet to encounter. Mr. Dyamone turned to James, slightly
awkwardly. ::
DYAMONE: You have any idea what is going on?
JAMES: I assume they are examining the Chronoton bomb from the rollbar.
BRICE/PANDORA/WORICK: ?
:: Mr. Dyamone jumped slightly at the response of Cmdr. Brice. ::
DYAMONE: We got this from the man who is apparently younger version of your
Professor Arnold. ::She handed the orange thing to Cmdr. Brice.:: I believe...
JAMES: He also handed Mr. Dyamone a PADD with some very interesting
calculations. I have been reading them on the way back to here.
BRICE/PANDORA/WORICK: ?
DYAMONE: Yes, I actually constantly believed that finding Arnold or Arnoldaghast
was the way for us to return to our time. So if this looks like the empty space
in the ... that thing. ::She pointed her finger on the time bomb.:: Then maybe
you should put it in and get us back home. ::She smiled to Pandora.:: Please, do
it fast... now!
JAMES: It might be a good idea to investigate it first, Mr. Dyamone. For all we
know it could be a fuel cartridge for the detonation.
BRICE/PANDORA/WORICK: ?
DYAMONE: I have to report to Colonel Whale and check the sickbay. ::Pausing for
just a moment looking back.:: Good luck... to us all.
JAMES: Goodby, Mr. Dyamone.
BRICE/PANDORA/WORICK: ?
James: At once Sir, I think that the contents of this PADD may reveal why we are
here. Essentially, Professor Arnold has created a model to create waves in
anti-phase to that predicted to be produced by the tremors to superimpose the
destructive waves. Obviously, he cannot he can't create waves of equal energy
and amplitudes with the resources he has so he is instead using waves equal to
the imaginary functions of the waves. This however, would create a rift, such as
the one I believe the Drake observed in the past.
BRICE/PANDORA/WORICK: ?
JAMES: With these figures, we could generate a wave of the imaginary functions
complex counterpart, causing the rift to destabilise into it's real
counterpart.
BRICE/PANDORA/WORICK: ?
JAMES: Yes, we may have been sent back here to free the people of Ishkaria.
((OOC: This will happen a little later depending on the preceding
conversation.))
JAMES: Lt. Pandora. It seems that it shall be unnecessary to train a replacement
for me after all.
PANDORA: [Tag]
:: James nearly smiled. He was finally back where he belonged - or at least a
few decks away from it. ::</nowiki></pre>
==I'm going home... Hopefully.==
<pre style='font-size:12px;'><nowiki>(( CSO's Office - USS Drake ))
DYAMONE: You have any idea what is going on?
JAMES: I assume they are examining the Chronoton bomb from the rollbar.
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
WORICK: :: swallowing :: I don't want to think about chroniton bombs.
:: Mr. Dyamone jumped slightly at the response of Cmdr. Brice. ::
DYAMONE: We got this from the man who is apparently younger version of your
Professor Arnold. ::She handed the orange thing to Cmdr. Brice.:: I believe...
JAMES: He also handed Mr. Dyamone a PADD with some very interesting
calculations. I have been reading them on the way back to here.
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
WORICK: So you were right about this guy?
DYAMONE: Yes, I actually constantly believed that finding Arnold or Arnoldaghast
was the way for us to return to our time. So if this looks like the empty space
in the ... that thing. ::She pointed her finger on the time bomb.:: Then maybe
you should put it in and get us back home. ::She smiled to Pandora.:: Please, do
it fast... now!
JAMES: It might be a good idea to investigate it first, Mr. Dyamone. For all we
know it could be a fuel cartridge for the detonation.
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
WORICK: I agree, but at the same time, we do...rather...need to get home.
DYAMONE: I have to report to Colonel Whale and check the sickbay. ::Pausing for
just a moment looking back.:: Good luck... to us all.
JAMES: Goodby, Mr. Dyamone.
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
WORICK: Okay... :: He turned towards Ensign James, quite intrigued by what was
going on with him. ::
James: At once Sir, I think that the contents of this PADD may reveal why we are
here. Essentially, Professor Arnold has created a model to create waves in
anti-phase to that predicted to be produced by the tremors to superimpose the
destructive waves. Obviously, he cannot he can't create waves of equal energy
and amplitudes with the resources he has so he is instead using waves equal to
the imaginary functions of the waves. This however, would create a rift, such as
the one I believe the Drake observed in the past.
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
WORICK: Null space...
JAMES: With these figures, we could generate a wave of the imaginary functions
complex counterpart, causing the rift to destabilise into it's real
counterpart.
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
WORICK: That...
JAMES: Yes, we may have been sent back here to free the people of Ishkaria.
WORICK: Then let's get home and try it...
WORICK: ...ma'ams...
BRICE/PANDORA: ?
((OOC: This will happen a little later depending on the preceding
conversation.))
JAMES: Lt. Pandora. It seems that it shall be unnecessary to train a replacement
for me after all.
PANDORA: [Tag]
:: James nearly smiled. He was finally back where he belonged - or at least a
few decks away from it. ::
DYAMONE: =/=DyAmone to James. I need your help. =/=
JAMES: =/=Yes, Mr. Dymone. James here. =/=
DYAMONE: =/=Fast explanation, we don't have time for longer one. We have
several people on this ship from the other Drake. When we return to the Future
they may vanish. Did you saw anything in what Arnoldaghast gave us that may
shield or save them?=/=
JAMES: =/=Not explicitly in the equations...=/=
DANTIN: =/=?=/=
DYAMONE: =/=He is traveling through time. How is he doing that and keep being
around in several incarnations? I believe he is, so tell me how to make it
possible?=/=
JAMES: 0o Well, that Quantum Mechanics course in the academy may just come in
handy... 0o =/=I have an idea, but it would take to long to explain, where are
these other people?=/=
DANTIN: =/=?=/=
DYAMONE: =/=I sent them to one of the Family suites. If you find out what and
how to save them just implement it, don't ask or wait for orders. We're on our
way to Bridge and we'll talk to Captain as soon as possible.=/=
JAMES: =/=I will, the Chief of Science, Engineering and Medical are here. I
trust that they can give permission provided its a emergency? ::James turned
towards them.:: =/=
DANTIN: =/=?=/=
DYAMONE: =/=Thank you, keep us informed, will you, please?=/=
JAMES: =/= Agreed, James out.=/=
DANTIN: =/=?=/=
JAMES: Sirs, I believe that we may be able to overcome this if we
ROGERS: =/=The leading edge will hit us in 10 seconds ,7, 6….=/=
JAMES: There isn't time to explain. May I have permission to enact my theory. ::
Not waiting for a response James rushed over to a console. ::
0o If my theory is right I should be able to use the Heisenberg compensators in
the Teleporters to counteract any effects... Hopefully this is because of the
uncertainty principal... 0o
:: James tapped frantically at the console redirecting power from everywhere
possible to the teleporter, establishing as wide a field as possible. He as
everyone on the ship would started to shimmer, as if they where teleporting. ::
ROGERS: =/=3=/=
JAMES: Could somebody insert the device into the crevice on the bomb. We don't
have time to test it!
ROGERS: =/=2=/=
:: Someone followed through and suddenly everything went white. ::
((OOC: Hopefully I made this open ended enough that it won't spoil anybody's
plans!))</nowiki></pre>


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