Friday, April 28, 2006

What Next?

As we came to a stop the navigator took his seat where Jaina had been sitting. They drug her off to sick-bay as soon as we knew that we were in normal space.

"Where are we, Captain Fortriel?" The admiral asked.

The captain was leaning over the shoulder of the lieutenant who was looking at the data but did not appear happy.

"Admiral," the captain finally spoke, "we are in the Endor system, very close to the forest moon."

"Very good. Chart us a course back to the fleet, captain." The admiral was getting up from his command chair.

"Admiral, there does seem to be a problem with that." The captain looked pensively at the flag officer.

"Well?"

Everyone on the bridge had their eyes on Captain Fortriel, waiting to hear what other information that he held.

"Sir, the issue is not only where we are, but when. It seems that our little incident has caused us to jump back in time."

The admiral remained silent. Everyone knew what the next question would be, so we all held our breath.

"Ah, approximately three months, sir. We will have an exact figure in a little while, but the telemetry that we are picking up is around 93 days old, admiral."

The Admiral stood there thinking. I can see why he is considered one of the best leaders in the Republic's military. He only made snap decisions when he had to, and right now he needed to think.

"Senior staff to the briefing room. Captain Fortriel, take us to a safe place where we will not be seen for a while. Then, stand down from battle stations, and you have the bridge."

Suddenly the bridge was full of voices giving orders and responding to orders as people shuffled around to different positions. I made my way out to go to my office before heading to the briefing room. On the way I was wondering if this temporal shift meant that I still had to make the payments on my speeder for three more months.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Going home?

There was a deep rumble from the belly of the carrier. The SS Organa started to shake and make noises that no one could explain.

"Common, baby, don't let us down." I heard the Admiral say to the ship.

I looked over at Hobbie who was holding on to Jaina. She was passed out and the bouncing of the ship almost had her on the deck. The med-droid was just hanging on to a control panel to keep from falling over. In fact, everyone was grabbing something, or someone.

"Hey Wedge, watch the hands!"

"Sorry."

Through the main viewport the multi-colored mess, that had been there from the beginning of this adventure, started to fade and a small dark hole appeared at the center of the screen.

"I think it's working!" Someone yelled.

From the communications station a voice rang out, "Admiral, I am getting telemetry!"

"Roger that. Flight bay, shut down your hyper-drive!" The Admiral sang out.

Two seconds later the vibrations subsided and the view screen turned black with the streaks of light that meant we were in hyperspace.

"All stop!" The exec spoke in the standard military tone.

"Aye, sir, all stop." The lieutenant at flight control responded. We dropped out of hyperspace and you could feel the whole crew exhale. Man, what a ride that was.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Running out of time

For the last couple of hours we have been weaving around in this void. Maybe 'cork-screwing' is a better word, because we have been turning in three dimensions.

Jaina Solo is finally up on the bridge at the helm. She has been trying to sense which direction is our best bet for getting back to our galaxy. Unfortunately, she seems to be on the edge of sanity herself. Just as she seems to be feeling good about a direction, she quickly starts to get the dry heaves and abruptly steers the massive ship in a different direction.

Hobbie, her fellow pilot and friend, is there next to her encouraging Jaina to stay awake and keep trying. He's doing a good job considering that Jaina tried to kill him with the Force a couple of days ago.

Our next concern is that we are running low on fuel. Not for the generators, but for the impulse and directional controls. Our sub-hyper engines (for normal space) run on hydrogen and oxygen. This stuff is normally 'scooped up' and stored using magnetic force fields. Out here, however, there is nothing to scoop up, and the fuel tanks are getting low.

I walked back to the bridge and leaned close to Jiana. "Lieutenant Solo, I know this is difficult, but you need to make a decision soon. Remember that we are all in this together and just put your faith in the Force."

Jiana was breathing deeply and starting to sweat (sorry) perspire heavily. I didn't think she was going to last much longer. Just as one of the med-droids was moving towards her, Jaina raised her head and began to smile.

Her hand moved down the control panel and activated the hyper drive. Once I realized what had happened I reached for a com-link, but the Admiral beat me to it.

"Activate the x-wing hyper-drive now!"

Here goes nothin...

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Adjustments

So, this is like trying to adjust your TV antenna (or dish) with your wife. (Now some of your younger people may not know what this is, what with cable TV being so prevalent.)

After running the engines for a short time, I would go back to Jaina's door and talk to her, "Is that any better?"

"I can't tell a difference." Jaina softly responded.

SO we turned port and fired the engines again.

"How's that?" I asked.

"A little better, yeah." She responded.

This went on for about three hours. It would get better, then worse, then better again.

Somehow, we found a spot that was 'cool' enough so that Sticks at least opened the door. Immediately two med-droids pounced on her and started taking her vital signs.

She's a little dehydrated, but she is not in any medical danger, the lead droid finally said.

"I'm hungry." Jaina finally spoke.

"OK, Hobi, get her some food and then get her on the bridge!" I operated the com-panel on the wall. "Admiral, I think we are ready to try this."

The PA system started to blare out the emergency klaxton horn. "Battle stations, battle stations. All personnel, to your battle stations."

I headed for the flight bay to double check the second hyperdrive unit that got us into this situation. Man, what I wouldn't give for a good slug of Andorian scotch right now.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Still out here...

Well, so far my grat idea has gotten nowhere. Lieutenant Solo has decided to lock herself in her room and is jabbering about the Force pulling her over to the dark side. Okay, so now we need to think of a "Plan B". Actually I do have an idea about that, too.

I had a long conversation with the Executive Officer (Vice Admeral Cosiegan). Ever since we arrrived in this neitherland we have not even tried to fire up the engines. I am hoping that this negative effect on Sticks is localized. Maybe moving in one direction (any direction) will reduce the effects that Solo is feeling.

At this point, it is worth a try. If it doesn't work, we will probably try the double-warp drive idea anyway and trust that Fate has mercy on us.

Friday, April 21, 2006

The way out

I have a plan. All the experts agree that the best way to extract the ship from this dimension is to power up the main hyper drives then fire off the same x-wing generator that caused this problem in the first place.

One of the unknown variables is what course we should take when we enter hyper-space. All of our navigation equipment is going bizerk with the strange data that is coming in over the sensors, so re-creating our path is impossible.

My idea, and I really don’t like it, is to have Sticks use the force to find the way out. From what she has been dreaming about and the reaction she has been having ever since we arrive in this place, I believe that her force powers have been trying to tell us something. (The stories about her dreaming of Vader are starting to give me the whillies!) I think we should start listening.

So, I am going to talk to Ms. Solo and see what she thinks of the idea. If she is willing, then I will take the idea to the Admiral. It will probably mean that Sticks will be at the controls of the carrier, but hey, she is a pilot.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

More video comming in

Now I know we've gone where no one has gone before!

No wonder Sticks is having bad dreams, I won't be sleeping for quite a while:

Video 3

I do have an idea on what might get us out of here, but it will be risky.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Getting Video Feeds

Wow, we actually are getting some data over our sensor array. This came in through the static...

I think these are very old transmissions or we are in bigger trouble than I thought.


Video 1

Video 2

I better go check on Sticks.

Still in the void

Well, between the Equinox-day celebration and the stuff we’ve been doing to figure out where we are, I think we finally have a solution.

It seems that while we were in hyper-space, someone was working on their hyper-drive unit and tried to activate it. Now, it’s one thing to have a few vehicles flying close together, but, as far as anyone here knows, no one has tried to activate a hyper-drive while within a larger, hyper-drive envelope.

It seems that we have dropped into some trans-dimensional void. All the experts (which is a bunch of young geeks who are hyperventilating) have said that our sensors are showing that we are under the event horizon of a black hole. If that were true, then we should be dead by now, according to theory.

So, now the problem is how to get back to where, and when, we were before.

This situation has been especially hard on Sticks. I ordered her to sick-bay, but they can’t seem to find anything to help her. She says it is a problem with the Force and that this environment is playing hell with her Midichlorians, whatever that means.

So, I have been down at the hanger with some of the engineers trying to offer ideas on how to reverse the process that got us here. I'll be back when things change.

Hey, where is M5?

Monday, April 03, 2006

No answers yet...

What with all the scrambling around, no one has come up with a good explanation of what happened, or better yet, what do we do now?!?

What we do know is that all the clocks have jumped forward on full hour... exactly. No one can explain it, but all the computers, droids and chronometers have move done hour and have a gap between 0200 and 0300 hours from yesterday.

Curiouser and curiouser!

At least the view 'outside' has changed.