Crew dinner and meeting...

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Sep 15, 2025 12:41 am
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This may help the players understand Tamm's actions: the characters don't know (yet) that Tamm is deathly afraid of being stranded in J-space. That fear hinders rational thought.
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Sep 15, 2025 12:59 am
LloganTamm says:
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This may help the players understand Tamm's actions: the characters don't know (yet) that Tamm is deathly afraid of being stranded in J-space. That fear hinders rational thought.
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Acknowledged, but as the player I cannot have LC act on this. Tamm's affliction needs to come out 'organically' in roleplay. Man did I just use that right, grammatically...I bet not.
Anyway - lC (and I) figured that it was Tamm being his blunt self
Sep 15, 2025 1:20 am
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I understand that LC had to act. Wait until LC finds out Tamm is armed! 8]
Sep 15, 2025 1:35 am
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My assumption is that everyone is at the table and has not left. My intent was to stop Tamm from leaving the dinner and taking any action independent of the crew harmful or not. Your statement of the character was sort of (my read of Tamm statement post and could be wrong) is that
1.Tamm made a judgment about Adriana after Leilani & LC determined what the problem is
2. Tamm started to get up from the table to 'take action'
3. Proceeded along the way Tamm retrieve his Revolver.

If Tamm retrieved the revolver prior to dinner, I would think some of the characters would get a chance to detect if Tamm was armed when the group gathered for dinner.

LC would wonder why personal protection is needed as he doesn't know about Tamm fear and what led Tamm to make a determination he needed protection prior to the determination of the cause.
Which the characters and the players do not know, present. The characters have a strong opinion/theory, but need to figure out of the theory is correct. Or at least that is how LC will try to carry this out.

If Tamm is not in control (good roleplay!) of his fear a'la Seal LT in the movie Abyss, that is something that would have to be played out. In a weird way it is neat to have a character with the fear, not so good if a lethal action need to be taken prematurely before cause of the ship's engines/power plant/J-drive is found.

Still this is neat for me. I don't know about the other players.
Sep 15, 2025 3:26 am
(as NPC)
Said Ma brings down a hamper filled with goodies destined for a "1st night in jump" dinner, and hands it around to the crew-members at the meeting.

She lingers while the dishes are served out. "No hurry, since this isn't much of a 1st night up there. 'Terry' and Adriana will get sandwiches in a bit if they can't come to table. That leaves Thessa Ting and Shaky Telom with Kayla. They're doing a good job so far about avoiding speculation on what's going on, but of course its a bit out-of-norm to not have more of the crew (she eyes LC while saying this) joining them.

"So what have we got? Anything you need computer support with?"
OOC:
Leilani and LC have discovered a computer virus has infected the Power Plant controls. Where it came from and what it actually does or might do have yet to be investigated. Said Ma is available to help with this (computer-2).
Sep 15, 2025 9:42 pm
[LC Rains, leaning back with a plate of something warm and questionably seasoned, eyes half-lidded but locked onto Said-Ma with the precision of a scanner array]

"Much appreciated, Ma. The roast actually resembles meat this time. As for speculation, well, they’ll be doing more of it once the lights start flickering mid-jump."

He slides his plate aside, taps on his hand held comp and with a flict of his wrist projects a schematic of the Miss Fortune’s reactor control system outlining the Power plant with a colored overlay (marked as Adriana's helographic projection) to just above the table. LC spreads his hands from closed in front of him to wide, making the image appear larger to everyone. — a slowly pulsing warning marker flashes over a seemingly innocuous diagnostic subroutine.

"We pulled this out of the power plant's log. Leilani caught it piggybacking on a pre-jump load test cycle. We’re talking signature obfuscation, timing algorithms keyed to false positives — like someone wanted it to look like a hardware glitch."

*[He glances up at Said-Ma.]*

"Leilani, Tamm, Bronz and I believe it is a Virus is embedded in the power plant firmware, not flight control, and it doesn’t trip until second-stage field stability, which could mean either it was meant to kick in-jump... or it was planted by someone who didn’t know how we sequence. Either way, the damn thing’s dormant now — for the moment....we think and that is where you come in."

[LC taps to isolate a block of code — unreadable garbage to most, but for the trained eye, there’s structure in the entropy.]

"Leilani and I are at the end of what we know and we need a second set of eyes on the assembly layer here. Someone ran a recursive loop with a payload that might be adjusting safety thresholds, or might be faking telemetry. Either one means trouble." [/b][/color]

[He finally looks up, half a smirk undercutting his tone.]

"You up for peeling this apart, Ma? I’ll owe you a bottle of the real Mora wine — not the bonded Jokotre monk crap."

LC looks directly at Decherrek with his empty reptilian eyes.

"..Decherrek, any thoughts on the origin? Someone tried to bury this thing deeper than a Sword World apology. Wouldn’t mind a second opinion on the code signature.

The other sophants pick up on LC's irritation on asking Decherrek again.
Sep 15, 2025 9:52 pm
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Tamm will grab his revolver before he enters Engineering. By Muns reconning, this action is In the future. We're all still at table.
Sep 15, 2025 10:52 pm
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I am not irritated, but I suspect that LC would be with the lack of response from Decherrek, so I wrote it that way.

Also I would strongly encourage other to put in their two cents on the solution(s) to the vexing problem we have in front of us.
Sep 15, 2025 11:07 pm
"Tamm is offering engineering support to help resolve the issue," Tamm says. "If it's a firmware problem, we'll replace any components you think are necessary."
Tamm makes a sweeping gesture, including everyone in the room.
OOC:
In case players have forgotten, Tamm has Eng - 2 as well as Electronics - 1 & Mechanical - 1
Sep 15, 2025 11:20 pm
LC smiles at Tamm's declaration
"Great Thinking, we will need all of the Engineer's help on this."

LC looks to Bronz
"you are mighty quite"
OOC:
I would like to have some more player character input. I have an idea, but I want to see if I missed something before I write out LC plan of action to the crew. Like an old saying 'There are not stupid questions' and in this case that is, 'there is no input that is not invaluable'. I may have blinders on and can't see the forest for the trees. So input besides my character is helpful. I am a dumb tanker after all.
Sep 16, 2025 2:00 am
Bronz had already spoken his piece earlier, so he sat back while the others discussed it through. He gave Leilani a small nod, quiet recognition that this was everyone’s problem, not just his. Still strange, working as part of a crew instead of watching his own skin.

Tamm’s words caught his ear, the engineer’s jaw tight in a way Bronz had seen before. A man who’d already made up his mind. Bronz didn’t challenge it, just filed it away, still trying to put the pieces together. The word virus was new to him, and it landed heavy.

He let LC’s stare linger a moment before speaking, voice low.

"Not my field. Computers aren’t where I live. But I’ve seen things like this before. If it’s buried in firmware here, how do we know it hasn’t crawled somewhere else? Safest way is to rip the whole component and swap it. Other way is factory reset and pray it hasn’t spread. Either way, you’re shutting it down and we can’t do that safely in jump."


He paused, eyes flicking toward the passenger deck.

"And her… not sure she’s the kamikaze type. Would like to believe she was keeping us steady. Though, first I’ve ever seen someone do that. Might be wrong, but it doesn’t sit that she'd kill herself and rest of us with her. Maybe she did something that set off the virus..."


He rubbed at the scar on his jaw, muttering just loud enough to be heard.

"If it is a virus, though, that we’re sitting on it unless we get clever, it’s going to wake the second we come out of jump."
Sep 16, 2025 2:54 am
"We will be prepared for it," Tamm replies to Bronz. Indeed, Tamm's jaw muscles are flexing.
Sep 16, 2025 6:44 am
Leilani nodded along with Rains; she'd been studying the code along with others.

"The code isn't adaptabable, so we should be able to quarantine it for now. Then once we know what the code's signature is, we might be able to teach the ship's own system to get rid of it. That's the good news!"

"Bad news is that every system talks to the Power systems, for obvious reasons, so we don't know how infected they are. Normally, I'd suggest we purge the system and restore from the factory backup, but I'm guessing that isn't an option?"
Sep 16, 2025 9:17 am
"Not while we are still in J-space," Tamm adds perhaps too quickly. Does the tough, stoic guy seem a little nervous?
Sep 16, 2025 4:54 pm
LC set down the datapad, gaze sweeping the table one by one.

"Bronz, Tamm, Leilani — you’re all right in your ways. The fact that this thing is dormant doesn’t make it harmless, and no, we can’t rip it out or reset the system while we’re wrapped in a jump bubble. The bubble collapses, we collapse with it. So: containment first, eradication later."

He tapped the datapad, calling up the looping diagnostic again.

"Tamm, I know you’ll be braced to keep the plant steady — that’s what we need. Bronz, you’re right to worry this thing may have tendrils. That’s why we’re going to map it fully before we touch anything. And Leilani — your observation about the system-wide integration is the key. We can’t assume this virus hasn’t spread, but we can put the plant in quarantine mode and shunt to redundant sub-systems when needed."

---

LC leaned forward, hands steepled.

"Here’s how we’ll tackle it:

- Engineering Team: Tamm, you keep the plant stable and honest. Leilani, you pair with him, using your naval engineering and computer training to spot where the virus might be hiding in the ship’s arteries. You two are our safety net — no component gets isolated without your say-so and a redundant path lined up.

- Computer Team: Said-Ma, you and I will parse the code directly, subroutine by subroutine. We’ll trace the recursive loops and identify which ones are just smoke and which ones might be wired to a failsafe. I’ll handle the documentation and command-tree legality — no change gets logged without a fallback.

- Psi Projection Anchor: For this, we’ll need Adriana’s help — if she’s willing. Her talent can give us a map of the code’s shape, not just its numbers. Bronz, you’ll anchor her, keep the projection steady, and translate it into terms we can use. Your instincts, her clarity. Together, you give us a view none of us can reach alone.

- Ship Monitoring systems or Bridge watch:
(looking at Tarrok). "Tharrok, my brother from another mother, this unfortunately falls to you to as watch officer."

Prime Directive: Maintain the jump bubble, and never cut life support. Anything else we can quarantine or bypass until we make landfall."


He let the silence settle, then added dryly:

"Failure is an ugly option, so I propose we avoid it. So let's get going. I will go and talk to Andriana, Bronz if you can follow me."

---

LC gets up from the table and with a slight head nod to Bronz he heads out to the ceiling hatch and ladder to the passenger deck. LC with his datapad still glowing in his hand, reactor overlays drifting across the screen. He paused before Adriana’s cabin door, tugging absently at his jacket to smooth its wrinkles. A quiet, deliberate knock.

"Adriana? It’s Rains. Forgive the interruption."

A beat of silence, then his voice carried that practiced blend of warmth and courtroom diplomacy.

"We’ve come across something buried deep in the power plant controls and my crew and I believe you have too. Evasive, recursive, and not the sort of company one wants in jump. Said-Ma and the engineers are pulling at it, but I couldn’t help but think of the clarity you brought earlier with your projection. If you’d be willing, your talent could give us the perspective we’re missing."

He glanced down at the datapad, corrupted loops flickering pale light across his face, before raising his eyes back to the door.

"Of course, you’re a guest, not conscripted crew. But if you’re open to lending a hand, we’ll have safeguards in place: Tamm and Leilani two of my crew in Engineering steadying the plant, Bronz here, will assist you with his knowledge of the ship's engineering spaces so you and him can keeping the projection anchored, my steady hand of Said-Ma tracing the loops. You wouldn’t be asked to stand alone in it."

His tone softened with the ghost of a smile.

"And if it sweetens the request, I’ll see you get first choice from my private stock. Proper Mora vintage, not the monastery’s bitter swill."
Sep 16, 2025 11:24 pm
Bronz trailed after LC, silent as ever. His scars and ink had always done the work for him, made folk step aside, keep their questions to themselves. He’d never needed to say much more than a grunt or a glare. That was the point.

But somewhere along the line, LC seemed to have decided Bronz was the one to trot out in front of passengers. The thought grated. He wasn’t a diplomat.

His gaze flicked toward Adriana’s door, then back down to the reactor overlay on his pad. He wasn't sure what to make of her, would like to believe she was friendly but he had seen too often about dropping your guard at the wrong time. Instead he waited and watched.
Sep 17, 2025 3:01 am
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LC: projects a schematic of the Miss Fortune’s reactor control system outlining the Power plant with a colored overlay (marked as Adriana's helographic projection) (SNIPPED)

"We pulled this out of the power plant's log. Leilani caught it piggybacking on a pre-jump load test cycle. We’re talking signature obfuscation, timing algorithms keyed to false positives — like someone wanted it to look like a hardware glitch."

*[He glances up at Said-Ma.]*

"Leilani, Tamm, Bronz and I believe it is a Virus is embedded in the power plant firmware, not flight control, and it doesn’t trip until second-stage field stability, which could mean either it was meant to kick in-jump... or it was planted by someone who didn’t know how we sequence. Either way, the damn thing’s dormant now — for the moment....we think and that is where you come in."

[LC taps to isolate a block of code — unreadable garbage to most, but for the trained eye, there’s structure in the entropy.]

"Leilani and I are at the end of what we know and we need a second set of eyes on the assembly layer here. Someone ran a recursive loop with a payload that might be adjusting safety thresholds, or might be faking telemetry. Either one means trouble." [/b][/color]
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Leilani nodded along with Rains; she'd been studying the code along with others.

"The code isn't adaptabable, so we should be able to quarantine it for now. Then once we know what the code's signature is, we might be able to teach the ship's own system to get rid of it. That's the good news!"

"Bad news is that every system talks to the Power systems, for obvious reasons, so we don't know how infected they are. Normally, I'd suggest we purge the system and restore from the factory backup, but I'm guessing that isn't an option?"
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"Not while we are still in J-space," Tamm adds
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LC: "Engineering Team: Tamm, you keep the plant stable and honest. Leilani, you pair with him, using your naval engineering and computer training to spot where the virus might be hiding in the ship’s arteries. You two are our safety net — no component gets isolated without your say-so and a redundant path lined up.

- Computer Team: Said-Ma, you and I will parse the code directly, subroutine by subroutine. We’ll trace the recursive loops and identify which ones are just smoke and which ones might be wired to a failsafe. I’ll handle the documentation and command-tree legality — no change gets logged without a fallback.

- Psi Projection Anchor: For this, we’ll need Adriana’s help — if she’s willing. Her talent can give us a map of the code’s shape, not just its numbers. Bronz, you’ll anchor her, keep the projection steady, and translate it into terms we can use. Your instincts, her clarity. Together, you give us a view none of us can reach alone.

- Ship Monitoring systems or Bridge watch: (looking at Tarrok). "Tharrok, my brother from another mother, this unfortunately falls to you to as watch officer."

Prime Directive: Maintain the jump bubble, and never cut life support. Anything else we can quarantine or bypass until we make landfall."
NOTES: The above is intended as a summary. Slightly edited. Now for crew actions!

Said Ma agrees to take the lead on analyzing the computer code. "Eventually we'll have to find out how it got in here, too. And where it came from."

Bronz is tasked with "anchoring" Adriana's Psi/+computer projection and manipulation(?) or the Power Plant controls.

Tharrok has the 'watch'.

Leilani and Tamm team to both keep the current power operations stable and also trace the 'reach' of the malicious code. (Did I understand that correctly?)
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Will be starting a new thread. Each crewmember should declare their actions/plans as best they can. Dice rolls might be a good idea though may not be used; stated actions are more important at this point.

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