Pasha VII - Moon 3 - Royal Amarr Institute
Aura was a very clever program. It localized the audio alert to the lower bunk where Melara Omid, the Environmental Systems tech, was sleeping. It gradually increased the volume from barely perceptible up and up until Melara woke up.
Very softly, it said, "Environmental Alert. CO2 levels above normal. CO2 recycling system self report: unavailable."
Melara stood up to quickly, and wobbled a bit as she headed through the door to the middle of the ship where the Enviro console was situated.
The Console display was flashing yellow. Melara reviewed the locations of the CO2 scrubbers on-board. One of them wasn't working, and the remaining one couldn't keep up. That was either an atrocious design decision or the functionality module was not operating at its full capacity.
"Station Control. Crew Member Melara Omid, on-board the Hallelujah. We have a code 11. We need a replacement CO2 scrubber."
"Your Authorization code," station control responded.
"912G6B8" she said from memory. Only herself, the crewmaster and the captain had authorization codes. Hers only applied in an emergency.
They weren't connected to the station's airlock, so they couldn't rely on the station's environment. If you needed to drop off something that needed a controlled temperature and pressure, then a direct dock could be requested, but they were only docked to speak with Agent Alathema, who was directing their missions in the Pasha system.
"Recognized. CO2 module will be only its way shortly," station control said.
Ten minutes later the module passed through the cargo airlock and Melara replaced the stern-side module. She babysat the console while the CO2 levels returned to normal.
It was 1500. Wake up time was 1800. She could get 3 more hours. EVE time never made much sense to her. The hours awake and asleep were a bit different in every station she'd lived in. Her mother was an Agent, and they had moved from station to station with her career.
Sleep came quickly.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Warp Systems Abominable
(Hallelujah, Impairor class frigate)
Tash-Murkon Region
Danny pressed the go button on his console, confirming that all systems were nominal, (although barely acceptable might be a better description).
"Warp activated," the warp tech said over comms.
Our comm chatter was strictly amongst the crew. We didn't bother Captain Cardenas. She was one of the few who opted for an avatar clone. Must already be missing her body.
The clone was kept in stasis until Vanessa decided she wanted to walk around the ship.
The ship shook back and forth lightly. Danny grabbed the bottle of quafe before it could spill. The soft drink was ridiculously expensive because the Quafe Corporation knew that plenty of capsuleers loved the stuff and would pay ISK for it. They offered a discount for regular people but was still 80,000 Amarrian dollars a bottle. Capsuleers were paying an astonishing 56 ISK a bottle.
The Captain was a billionaire in her previous life according to the dossier, but she'd sold it all, and converted the sum into ISK. The console displayed her ISK balance with Concord Bank for some reason. Billions of dollars became 5000 ISK. The ISK was a very large unit of currency.
The ship started to shake more violently. Danny held onto the console with his left hand while holding the quafe with his other. He never could have afforded a quafe during his previous tour, but now he was making five times more in daily salary.
"Is there something wrong with the warp module?" he asked over comms.
"This warp is taking a long time. Our warp factor is piss poor!" the warp tech responded.
Danny pressed the display button, which showed a visual representation of the warp. They were warping from one jump gate to the next, on their way to the Career training station.
"Capacitor is at 50%," the cap specialist yelled out, her voice contrasted with the mostly male crew. On his last tour there were seven women crew members, this time only two: Cap and Enviro.
Danny put the cap on the quafe, and put it in the corner hoping it wouldn't roll and shake too much and lose the fizz.
He started to walk down the hallway to the back of the frigate, where warp systems operated. The shaking made it hard going. One of the doors had busted open and was swinging back and forth with the vibrations.
He counted to thirty seconds, then to fourty, as he tried to get to the back of the ship.
"Cap to 20%!"
"Warp complete!" the warp tech said in relief.
With the vibrations gone, he walked the rest of the way to the doorway that said "WARP". He opened the door.
"What happened?" Danny asked calmly.
"The warp module on this piece of shit spazzed out. Our warp factor was only 2%. I need to active the jump gate real quick, sir."
The Ni-Kunni man turned back to his controls. He was as short and wirey as most of his bloodline, Danny observed. Very determined however. The man didn't look over his shoulder once as Danny watched him engage the jump gate.
Jumping from gate to gate was much calmer than the warping, at least on this ship. Despite the vast distances between warp gates, it was only a few seconds, and a bit of nausea, and the jump was complete. Crew applicants had to prove that they weren't especially susceptible to nausea, because the strange motion during warp and during jump affected everyone but could cause severe sickness in some people.
"I want to see a better warp this time," Danny said.
The Ni-Kunni turned back for a moment, and then started punching in the jump to the station.
The warp was smooth, either because the ship's warp module was finally working right again, or because a jump from gate to station is only half the distance of a gate to gate jump.
"Nice one," he said anyway.
"I'm Ryjirin, or just Ry if you want," the man said.
"I'm Crewmaster Danny. We don't live by formalities here, so call me what you wish. Look into fixing the warp module when we're in station."
"There's not much to customize or fiddle with when it comes to warp modules, Crewmaster. They're pretty much black boxes to us. But I will improve what I can."
"You're the busiest man on ship most of the time, so get some rest if we end up in station for a while," Danny said. He had been a shield systems tech on the Leviathan. He didn't know much about warp systems.
He had as much to learn as the crew. Command had told him that as an experienced crewmaster he would be able to choose his billets. To learn and to survive, that was his mission.
Tash-Murkon Region
Danny pressed the go button on his console, confirming that all systems were nominal, (although barely acceptable might be a better description).
"Warp activated," the warp tech said over comms.
Our comm chatter was strictly amongst the crew. We didn't bother Captain Cardenas. She was one of the few who opted for an avatar clone. Must already be missing her body.
The clone was kept in stasis until Vanessa decided she wanted to walk around the ship.
The ship shook back and forth lightly. Danny grabbed the bottle of quafe before it could spill. The soft drink was ridiculously expensive because the Quafe Corporation knew that plenty of capsuleers loved the stuff and would pay ISK for it. They offered a discount for regular people but was still 80,000 Amarrian dollars a bottle. Capsuleers were paying an astonishing 56 ISK a bottle.
The Captain was a billionaire in her previous life according to the dossier, but she'd sold it all, and converted the sum into ISK. The console displayed her ISK balance with Concord Bank for some reason. Billions of dollars became 5000 ISK. The ISK was a very large unit of currency.
The ship started to shake more violently. Danny held onto the console with his left hand while holding the quafe with his other. He never could have afforded a quafe during his previous tour, but now he was making five times more in daily salary.
"Is there something wrong with the warp module?" he asked over comms.
"This warp is taking a long time. Our warp factor is piss poor!" the warp tech responded.
Danny pressed the display button, which showed a visual representation of the warp. They were warping from one jump gate to the next, on their way to the Career training station.
"Capacitor is at 50%," the cap specialist yelled out, her voice contrasted with the mostly male crew. On his last tour there were seven women crew members, this time only two: Cap and Enviro.
Danny put the cap on the quafe, and put it in the corner hoping it wouldn't roll and shake too much and lose the fizz.
He started to walk down the hallway to the back of the frigate, where warp systems operated. The shaking made it hard going. One of the doors had busted open and was swinging back and forth with the vibrations.
He counted to thirty seconds, then to fourty, as he tried to get to the back of the ship.
"Cap to 20%!"
"Warp complete!" the warp tech said in relief.
With the vibrations gone, he walked the rest of the way to the doorway that said "WARP". He opened the door.
"What happened?" Danny asked calmly.
"The warp module on this piece of shit spazzed out. Our warp factor was only 2%. I need to active the jump gate real quick, sir."
The Ni-Kunni man turned back to his controls. He was as short and wirey as most of his bloodline, Danny observed. Very determined however. The man didn't look over his shoulder once as Danny watched him engage the jump gate.
Jumping from gate to gate was much calmer than the warping, at least on this ship. Despite the vast distances between warp gates, it was only a few seconds, and a bit of nausea, and the jump was complete. Crew applicants had to prove that they weren't especially susceptible to nausea, because the strange motion during warp and during jump affected everyone but could cause severe sickness in some people.
"I want to see a better warp this time," Danny said.
The Ni-Kunni turned back for a moment, and then started punching in the jump to the station.
The warp was smooth, either because the ship's warp module was finally working right again, or because a jump from gate to station is only half the distance of a gate to gate jump.
"Nice one," he said anyway.
"I'm Ryjirin, or just Ry if you want," the man said.
"I'm Crewmaster Danny. We don't live by formalities here, so call me what you wish. Look into fixing the warp module when we're in station."
"There's not much to customize or fiddle with when it comes to warp modules, Crewmaster. They're pretty much black boxes to us. But I will improve what I can."
"You're the busiest man on ship most of the time, so get some rest if we end up in station for a while," Danny said. He had been a shield systems tech on the Leviathan. He didn't know much about warp systems.
He had as much to learn as the crew. Command had told him that as an experienced crewmaster he would be able to choose his billets. To learn and to survive, that was his mission.
Friday, February 14, 2014
The Crew (new Eve Online story)
Emrayur III - Moon 1 - Royal Amarr Institute School
The station was not built for them. Automated cranes moved ships into and out of dock. Pneumatic tubes conveyed small items to the ships while robotic walkers conveyed larger ship modules, and tons of minerals or ores.
The new crew were forced to approach the docked frigate by a series of narrow corridors and catwalks, facing only the darkness between them and the bulkhead of the station.
Danny was on his second tour. The rest of the crew were new. That made him the crew's leader. He wasn't the captain though, that would be the capsuleer.
Danny had served with an all crewed ship during his first tour. He had heard many rumors and stories about capsuleers, but he was going to give the captain plenty of slack, and not assume that any rumors were true.
All with the list of his crew members, he had received a dossier on the capsuleer captain that he would be serving. There were not that many women capsuleers but she was one of them. Too liberal for the Amarr elite, she had made some rather unpopular proposals, and been caught in some kind of indiscretion, but what exactly she'd done wasn't clear to Danny.
They reached the crew access hatch of the Impairor. Frigates were only crewed with 8-10 crew members. Battleships had 50-60 serving on-board. Then there were the capital ships, where hundreds, or even upwards of a 1000 crew members served, or so the story was told.
He stopped at the hatch, turning back to the others. There were two weapons techs, a defensive systems specialist, capacitor management specialist, propulsion tech, warp tech, target acquisition specialist, environmental systems tech, scanning tech and himself. He hadn't gotten to know any of them yet.
"A couple notes before we board. This is a capsuleer support tour of duty. I want your instrument reports and data relayed through the system rather than by word of mouth. Our captain is Vanessa Cardenas, a new capsuleer. The Impairor will be our temporary home until we've put in the time to acquire an upgraded frigate. Don't expect to be in a Battleship by next Sunday. The captain needs access to our reports and awareness of our capabilities, and she needs it promptly. This goes especially for armor and shield techs. Any questions?"
"How long till we're out of this mess?" a black haired man at the back said.
"Give it 3 years, crew. It goes faster than you'd think."
Danny punched the red button on the ship's hatch release panel. The standard computer voice: Aura, responded. "Access granted. You may board now."
The station was not built for them. Automated cranes moved ships into and out of dock. Pneumatic tubes conveyed small items to the ships while robotic walkers conveyed larger ship modules, and tons of minerals or ores.
The new crew were forced to approach the docked frigate by a series of narrow corridors and catwalks, facing only the darkness between them and the bulkhead of the station.
Danny was on his second tour. The rest of the crew were new. That made him the crew's leader. He wasn't the captain though, that would be the capsuleer.
Danny had served with an all crewed ship during his first tour. He had heard many rumors and stories about capsuleers, but he was going to give the captain plenty of slack, and not assume that any rumors were true.
All with the list of his crew members, he had received a dossier on the capsuleer captain that he would be serving. There were not that many women capsuleers but she was one of them. Too liberal for the Amarr elite, she had made some rather unpopular proposals, and been caught in some kind of indiscretion, but what exactly she'd done wasn't clear to Danny.
They reached the crew access hatch of the Impairor. Frigates were only crewed with 8-10 crew members. Battleships had 50-60 serving on-board. Then there were the capital ships, where hundreds, or even upwards of a 1000 crew members served, or so the story was told.
He stopped at the hatch, turning back to the others. There were two weapons techs, a defensive systems specialist, capacitor management specialist, propulsion tech, warp tech, target acquisition specialist, environmental systems tech, scanning tech and himself. He hadn't gotten to know any of them yet.
"A couple notes before we board. This is a capsuleer support tour of duty. I want your instrument reports and data relayed through the system rather than by word of mouth. Our captain is Vanessa Cardenas, a new capsuleer. The Impairor will be our temporary home until we've put in the time to acquire an upgraded frigate. Don't expect to be in a Battleship by next Sunday. The captain needs access to our reports and awareness of our capabilities, and she needs it promptly. This goes especially for armor and shield techs. Any questions?"
"How long till we're out of this mess?" a black haired man at the back said.
"Give it 3 years, crew. It goes faster than you'd think."
Danny punched the red button on the ship's hatch release panel. The standard computer voice: Aura, responded. "Access granted. You may board now."
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