A'ksu

Posted on 22 Sep 2016 @ 8:32pm by Commander Allyndra illm Warraquim & Lieutenant JG Braxton MacKenzie
Edited on on 24 Sep 2016 @ 11:02pm

2,198 words; about a 11 minute read

Mission: Episode 12 - Recluse
Location: USS Galileo - Deck 1, Bridge
Timeline: MD -01 Time 0700

ON:

It was late into gamma watch and the skeleton staff on the Galileo was nearing the end of shift and not much to report. An hour, Allyndra thought glancing at the chronograph on the arm of the console. Well hopefully the science computers would be done with the problem that she had put into them. She figured that science was pretty much thin staffed this late shift and early morning as well.

The Fold Ship or rather ships seemed to always keep coming back into her life and she had decided that she wanted to understand more about how they really did what they did. Of course she had requested that certain books, codices, references be sent and she had read them translating some of the archaic Akkadian with still plenty of gaps. Well, she thought she had made enough progress to start a simulation.

It was going to be very intensive, and that was not a lie. The best she could describe the simulation was changes in the equations of the Mirkowski Geometry. The computer would have to handle six-dimensional ∞C Hausdorff differentiable space-time manifold with a Lorentzian metric signature (+,+,+,+,-,-) topologically connected paracompact, space-time. If that was not a mouthful, and that was only a tiny fraction of what she had come to understand about the theory behind the ships.

She tapped the monitor again wishing the computers would hurry up. Even they had trouble handling four dimensional two time physic parameters with a problem even this simple. "Hurry up, hurry up," she whispered.

"Pardon ma'am?" The navigator looked over his shoulder at her.

"Nothing, just me talking to myself and trying to get the final sixty minutes to go by faster." It was a lie but the navigator only smiled and nodded. "Glad I am not the only one wishing the clock would go faster ma'am."

He turned back to his duty and Allyndra continued to watch the simulation go oh so ever slow.

Braxton came back at Gamma shift to run some calculations and was hoping to finish some research for his up coming book but for some reasons the computer locked up every time he tried to fun the formula. He was beyond frustrated.

He eventually figured out that the computer was running some simulations and scenarios and it was the second officer who was using it. He sighed frustrated waited and tried again yet nothing.

Feeling a bit tired he decided he'd go and talk to her. The trip to the bridge didn't take long and he saw the CMO sitting at the console that was for science. He walked over to her. "Ma'am. A moment of your time, Please."

Allyndra turned as the doors opened hoping maybe for early relief instead she saw the Chief Science Officer. She waved him over. "Of course what can I help you with?"

"Um....Ma'am how long will you be needing the computers?" He asked carefully.

"Oh sorry, well could I have them for another hour? It is running slower than I thought it would take. I did not think anyone else would need them. The computers seem to be having more problems that I expected." She did not want to stop but really Science had priority not her pet project. "I can end it now," she reached for the controls. "I am not sure even an hour will be sufficient and I cannot hold up your work."

"No...it's fine. Maybe I can help." He was after all working on his own project that was off hour. "What are you trying to get done?" He asked.

Allyndra bit her lip. She was not sure exactly how to explain what she was doing, oh she more or less understood the part she was working on, but why a medical doctor would be doing this. She leaned over and whispered tapping at the display.

"I am trying to run a Mirkowski geometric simulation with a four spatial, two time dimensional Lorentzian metric signature (+,+,+,+,-,-) ∞C Hausdorff differentiable topological connected space-time manifold if you must know. The computer seems to be having trouble handling the processing required for the extra time dimension in utilizing a time dimension with position."

"Hmmmm. I see. No wonder the poor computer is only trying to take on a task akin to winning galactic peace." He chuckled. "Okay if you could use help I can study the data and then pop in a few thoughts. Sound okay?"

Allyndra again bit her lip contemplating. She was not sure if she should involve him or not. It bordered on things that culturally she should not do and yet it would seem to be impolite not to.

"Very well," She replied but went ahead and stopped the simulation. "I am going to stop it here. I have my regular shift in medical in a little bit more and then perhaps late in alpha? I can get the EMH to cover for me until Tuula comes in and you can look at what I was occupying your computers with."

"That sounds good. I'm sure the two of us could work it through." He smiled and slid into the seat on the secondary science console and brought up what se was working on. "Interesting...."

Allyndra went back to finish her watch the project now forgotten. All to soon she would be heading down to sickbay though thankfully most had recovered from the binge a few days ago.

Soon enough the time came and she was relived and headed off to spend the day at her other duty all but forgetting the whole thing.

Braxton continued to look over the material. It took him a while, his slow tired brain was still foggy with sleep depravation but he saw something. He figured Allyndra knew it, she was incredibly intelligent but he'd go and let her know just in case. He found her in to time flat. "Can I come in?" He asked in the doorway of her office.

She was updating files and records to turn over to Tuula when Braxton showed up in her doorway. She looked up. "Of course, please," she waved a hand at the seat across from the desk. "Did I forget to update your medical? Seems you just came aboard or was it something else." She had long put away the mornings work out of her mind. It took a moment more for her think about this morning. "Or is it that I tied up your computers?"

He smiled. "No, no. I'm fine, still not sleeping but otherwise fine. As for the computers it's an interesting project and I kind of came cause I have thoughts about. Is now a good time to speak about it or should I come back later?"


"Please have a seat," Allyndra indicated the extra chair. She waited while he took a seat but the mention of not sleeping well had caught her attention. She would come back to that later. "Not so much a project," she started off, "as trying to understand something but then I am only a what is it that sometimes Tuula says?" Allyndra thought a moment and nodded, "Saw bones."

He smiled. "Tuula...that would be the scary lady with the skulls." He laughed. "Or at least she is trying to be the scary lady she seems sweet but back to the project. I'm impressed. I think I'd want to offer you a position in my department if you weren't a CMO." He smiled.

Allyndra cocked her head. "Science is not my forte completely." She answered quickly perhaps a bit too quickly.

Braxton smiled. "Okay well from your experiment you can deduce rather accurately young lady that momentum and position are mirror images of each other. When it's all worked out and if they are able to be swapped then you can move light years without affecting time. Do you know what this could do for starships?" He looked at her with awe. "How on Earth...I mean wow."

Allyndra knew that such a thing was possible the artifacts lay still hidden away all around Akkadia. She herself had shown those ships to a few with the admonition never to speak of them. Her face was blank for a moment but then she shrugged. " It is nothing, a bit of fluff, a thought, and one which I should not pursue I suppose." She smiled, "If you say that is what it might be, I have no idea." It was a flat out lie. She did otherwise she would not even have worked on the equations. This was becoming close to something that on her world they had done and then discarded. A fight that she herself had both agreed and yet argued against. 'We must put away the past to preserve the future', the words whispered amoung those that knew the true history but which she herself wondered if they had put away too much. Much was becoming lost generation by generation.

"This is awesome though. If your okay with it I'd like to tell the Admiral what you found. Maybe we can give this to Engineering andwe can all play around with it...although I get the feeling, that is the Betazoid in me gets a feeling that this is off the record and you do," he smiled. "Contrary to what you just said, know all about this. Painful past secret?" He asked.

"I have found nothing. It is hardly worth much of anything but if you could I would like to keep this private." Allyndra thought for a moment and then said quietly, "All worlds have certain individuals that seem to be able to take in information and make intuitive leaps. On my world, we discovered that such abilities were inheritable and we bred for the abillity, they were call A'burab'atu - ones that could do things quickly. The problem was while it caused us to rise quickly technologically such did not seem to have the foresight to see what the consequences were. We nearly destroyed ourselves and our home. The A'burab'atu became known as A'ksu - dangerous and any such individuals displaying such abilities were watched and not allowed to breed. Still though the strain runs through us and I think it runs a bit in me."

He smiled. "This is private. It won't go past this room." His tired eyes watched the doctor.

"Thank you," Allyndra responded. That was only a bit of what he might fathom, the fact that such things had and still existed and other things as well that were both marvelous and yet very dangerous as well. No one seemed to wonder how during the extensive invasion by the Dominion that Akkadia never had been invaded, most seemed to think that by some miracle that they had been overlooked.

Braxton rubbed his tired eyes. It had been days since he'd gotten a good night's sleep. "Well I should get back to my projects and I have a staff meeting to prepare for." He said standing a bit slower. He wondered what else the day held. He was exhausted but could not rest. Not an easy feeling to live with.

"Stop." The word was quiet but with that command that doctors learned. "You mentioned not sleeping well. It would appear that is still the case. Have you been taking the medication I prescribed?"

He gave a nod and fell back into his seat. "Yes. It is not helping and there have been...other symptoms."

The doctor part took over fully, "And what might that be please. We must have you to your full ability in order to handle such an important department."

"Nothing major just loss of appetite. I've gone from three meals a day and a snack down to two meals no snack. But then it has been... a bit of a stressful transition." He said. "I also have a bit of increased heart rate but again think it's all stress related."

Allyndra listened. She suspected that he needed to see a Counselor, there was something there. "I am going to recommend light duty then and also that you see the Counselor. The symptoms you describe would seem to indicate that there is something in your mind that has not found....resolution."

"Oh I'm good." He wouldn't say that the counselor was part of the problem. "I already saw the counselor." It wasn't a lie exactly but he knew what the doc meant. "Well I should run. I have a team building meeting to attend." He smiled. He was actually looking forward to this.

"Alright, but if this persists I am going to have to dig deeper. You cannot run a department or function for the ship with the lack of rest. If things are not better in two days you will come to see me. Promise?"

He smiled. "I do. I think I just need to get these next few days over with and should be okay." Braxton stood. "Well thank you for the chat Doctor."

OFF

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Cmdr Allyndra illm Warraquim
Chief Medical and Second Officer
USS Galileo

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Lt. JG Braxton MacKenzie
Chief Science Officer
USS Galileo

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