ILLUMINARRPG: (9- 0947) CTO- Lt. (jg) T'Mur

[Al Muir]

Mission: Death in the Shadows
Day: 9
Stardate: 2446.02.09

(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge - CTO- Lt. (jg) T'Mur – 0947)

The day had been the closest thing to a routine that T’Mur and Sienna had had in a while.  The voyage to Draconis Sigma VI had been fairly uneventful.  Her first shift of the bridge for the Beta shift went without any incidents.  Nobody had tried to kill anyone, and T’Mur had managed to prevent Sienna from trying to repair their friendship with Quinna on three separate occasions.  There had been little word from Michael Weston since the discovery of the body of Ensign Flay.

Today, Sienna had decided that she need to be on the bridge as they entered the Draconis system.  Even though the captain had ordered her to have a competent tactical officer man the station, rather than T’Mur do double shifts, on this day T’Mur felt it more in line with what she needed to do to perform her duties on both shifts today.  The orders for bodyguards may have been rescinded but T’Mur still needed to make sure that Sienna felt safe.  And she was never safer when her mate was nearby.

"Lt. T'Mur, sweep for cloaked ships please,” Verin ordered.  "I don't expect that we will find them if they are using the very latest technology but perhaps we'll get lucky.”

T’Mur had long ago ago found it best to listen to the insights of her mate.  Precognition was not and exact science, however, intuition was well established.  The subconscious mind can pick up small details and transfer the information to the cerebral cortex without the Intuit realizing what was happening.  Humans used the term “gut feeling”, which was completely incorrect, as so many human euphemisms are.  There is not function of the digestive tract that can give someone insight into what may or may not happen.  The phrase she preferred was “back of the mind.”  Still not exactly accurate, but closer.

With a raised eyebrow T’Mur looked from the Commander back to her panel with a nod, “Yes ma’am."

Her hands shifted as she began to scan the known ways to find a cloaked ship.  Actually sensing the ship was not an option, however, there are some factors of physics that cannot be denied.  Any ship passing through space, cloaked or otherwise, still has mass that needs to shift through the particles of space dust that exist.  Searching for unusual or unexpected shifts in the surrounding space was usually the first option.  It took some time to make the adjustments, but in the end the results were negative.

Something that was not commonly understood was that cloaked ships radiate a slight subspace variance at warp speeds.  This variance can show up as a sensor echo.  This would show up as a minor delay of a sensor reading as a ship changes direction.  It was a sense issue that had long since been solved, but could be used to determine if a ship was being followed or monitored by a cloaked ship.

::Luma, will you please make three small directional shifts as I monitor for a sensor echo?::

The shifts were made and there was not echo to follow.  There was only one option remaining.

“Commander,” she reported, “there is no sign of a cloaked ship.  My only other option would be to sweep the areas with a tachyon field to look for anything that may be cloaked.  It would take some time to prepare and we would have to shift some resources, however if that is what you wish, I can have it done in 13 minutes.”

(reply Sienna, Luma)
(posted by Al Muir)
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