Gary stretched. In no time at all, he was certain that KAT would be here for his morning briefing. And if he was fortunate, perhaps he would have time for a debriefing as well. He smiled mischievously at the thought. He was grateful for having KAT. If it was not for her, he was pretty certain that he would not be able to maintain his calm. Wells had become paranoid and was carrying a gun everywhere because the crew was blaming her for their predicament. On top of that, Arkady was bordering on mutiny. He seemed to be keeping things together but he would have to watch him and the crew for more signs of becoming unhinged.
At least he had his new and eccentric guides to this area of the universe. That would be a definite boon to their expedition. Hopefully they would be able to find a suitable base for a "homeworld" for Horizon. Something with adequate resources to explore from and be able to repair Horizon should it ever become damaged. Maybe a place to raise family. After all, when the crew would realize that they were irrevocably trapped here, people would inevitably pair off.
Gary mused at that. Perhaps as Captain, he would have to make new laws regarding relationships. After all, if the human population were to survive, genetic variation would be required so that the human race would not have a genetic bottleneck. Yes, his engineering mind considered, that would have to be the way that it would have to be presented. Even Arkady could not reject that logic, could he?
Smoothing her hair and ensuring that everything looked quite put together despite the challenges of maintaining it, she clutched her PADD in hand and pressed the door chime. She was expecting a bit of a wait, or even a 'Come In'...
Gary pulled KAT quickly in and kissed her quickly. "How are you this fine morning, KAT?"
Flushing and blinking in some surprise, she looked around behind her to ensure that the door was firmly closed. "I'm well, thank you, Gary." She was about to open her mouth to continue the conversation...
Before Gary could do anything further, he had a call from the bridge. Was it Flowers? Or someone else? He could not tell over the static. What he could make out was enough to put together this: The transmitter array was transmitting the first contact signal on all frequencies and in all directions and it was not turning off.
He looked at KAT and asked, "Thoughts on this before I head to the bridge?"
"Odd," she said briefly. "I wonder if something has shorted out somehow..."
Upon arriving at the bridge, he called out, "Ensign Flowers, Lieutenant Perlit," report!
Hearing her name, Ciara looked up from the console she was at. She'd gotten to the bridge early in hopes to get some work done in peace, but it turned into more than that.
The transmitter array was going off, and as far as she knew no one had kicked it on. But it was transmitting the first contact signal in every possible direction. As they tried to get it to turn off, it wouldn't. They couldn't get it to stop the transmission, no matter what they tried.
Her eyes turned from the others on the bridge, over to the captain. "We can't stop ze transmitter, sir. It has been going about fifteen minutes, and we don't know what started it. I could make assumptions on what happened but...they'd be just that at this point."
Flowers shrugged as she leaned over her console, deep in thought. It wasn't even the message she had been working on or even something they could trace back. "The message is from the archives, Captain," she said as her fingers flew over the keys. "I'm not sure how it was activated, but I believe that Security or Engineering could trace the initiating console and might even be able to see why it's not stopping."
She didn't have the clearance for that... and wasn't about to breach a lot of security in order to provide a more thorough answer. One thing she learned about Starfleet: There were protocols. And if she did something against them? She would be in a lot of trouble... even out in the middle of nowhere.
"I'm not sure if the question should be who, though," she continued, musing aloud. "But perhaps, why." Why would anyone want to bring attention to their ship? And where were the new additions? Would they gain anything from this maneuver? And for that matter, who would?
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