Dealing with the Power-Plant Virus

Sep 17, 2025 3:07 am
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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(?) oF 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?)
The crew has been awake and working for a long while. Bronz and Said Ma had short rests, but most everyone else has worked hard straight through the pre-departure chores and then up to jump. Its been a stressful past day; squaring away cargo and settling passengers, then spaceflight to the jump point and all that entails.

Kayla is ready with mild-stimulants (strong kaffe and black tea) and Said Ma can prescribe more 'hard-core' stimulants if needed. No task deficits at this time!
Sep 17, 2025 3:12 am
To LC and Leilani:

(Usual Reptilian unreadable expression) "I have not seen this before, though have encountered other dangerous computer programs meant to interfere with ship operations. From what little I see this is both complex and subtle.

"Perhaps the malfunction of the hardware managed to trigger the code. A power surge might have been interpreted as something else. Another jump? Or emergence? With your permission I will study the code myself independent of your crew's efforts."
Sep 17, 2025 3:15 am
(As NPC)

Said Ma, with LC's support, starts looking at the code byte by byte, instruction by instruction. "This is going to take hours, LC. To do it right, I mean. Hours, maybe days!"
Sep 17, 2025 8:22 am
Pouring over the reactor's reading was just like the old days, and with the thrill of the "hunt", Leilani wouldn't have been able to sleep even if she wanted.

"My best guess is that the virus creates, either deliberately or by accident, a tiny flaw in the magnetic flux fields. A plasma burp, if you will! It wouldn't be enough to make anything go critical, but a blip in the flow might affect anything with super-tight timing like the jump drive," she waved her hand around to illustrate the point as she spoke

"A quick fix would be to add another interlinked field off-axis from the first. It'd reduce reactor efficiency but should blunt its effect."
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Sep 17, 2025 5:05 pm
[quote="playbydave"]
The crew has been awake and working for a long while. Bronz and Said Ma had short rests, but most everyone else has worked hard straight through the pre-departure chores and then up to jump. Its been a stressful past day; squaring away cargo and settling passengers, then spaceflight to the jump point and all that entails.
OOC:
This is where the written time stamp would have helped.
So, if I have this straight
Cargo Loading
Also movement to 100D Jump Point according to the Traveller Map & Traveller World is just over 11 hours,
Check cargo with Decherrek
then jump,
then 'Houston - we have a problem
a couple of hours, dinner,
then brian storm the plan
then a logical question "Hey Boss, some of us need sleep or stim." That makes sense, I should have asked for the time stamp and log out the actions to account for the fatigue level.
Current time time is 8 hours into J-Space (???), right after crew dinner, correct?

[BIC]
LC seeing the fatigue level and a couple of glasses of the wine or beverage of choice at dinner might impede the crew using the abilities at full level he states
"Folks we may have hit the wall on getting this going at a less than each of your peak performance of you abilities. So lets catch a few winks of sleep for a shift and hit this in the morning, as it were. See Kayla if you need a nighty nighty pill or another glass or 3 of the wine."

looking at Bronz
"We still have to see Miss Andriana and gain her help and introduce you and our plan."
OOC:
INTENT - The previous posted actions of see Madame LeFrontaine still hold, but the rest of putting the plan into action will await until one duty cycle (8 hours) has past to allow some to have some recuperative rest.
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Sep 17, 2025 9:48 pm
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MISS FORTUNE released from 'dock' at 1300, May 21, 1115.

The whole crew would have been working up to that point, at least 8 hours, securing cargo, dealing with the Hiver and his last minute freight, double checking low berths, working on jump-nav, and all the other myriad tasks leading to departure.

Then there was the 7 1/2 hours of travel to the 100-diameter limit. Most crew stayed on duty during this time, with only Said Ma and Bronz specifically taking a rest period. Maybe Leilani did too; I think I forgot that!

An hour or so before jump everyone is back on duty. Then jump and the 'emergency'.

It is traditional to have a "first night in jump" dinner, and even though the hour was late and an emergency was being dealt with that still went on. (My assumption)

So, Jump about 2030. Working on the emergency until 2130 or so. 'Dinner' (and crew meeting) at maybe 2200? Pretty late.

Most of the crew would have been busy/working since 0500, so fatigue is a potential factor. But between Kayla and Said Ma there's no current issues in that regard.

My own time-keeping is very rough and 'impressionistic'!
Sep 18, 2025 2:03 pm
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Before dinner, Tamm was trying to find reactor/power components that were not spec or factory equivalent.

To tighten the timeline, Tamm hung his hammock just before dinner. He's skipped the alcohol at dinner and has been drinking kaffe since just after Jump so he'll be alert but may have some brain fatigue. It's nothing that will affect his performance then.

Rolls

Engineering (Leilani's help) - (2d6+2+1)

(45) + 3 = 12

Sep 18, 2025 7:58 pm
playbydave says:
OOC:
MISS FORTUNE released from 'dock' at 1300, May 21, 1115. (SNIP)
So, Jump about 2030. Working on the emergency until 2130 or so. 'Dinner' (and crew meeting) at maybe 2200? Pretty late.
Most of the crew would have been busy/working since 0500, so fatigue is a potential factor. But between Kayla and Said Ma there's no current issues in that regard.

My own time-keeping is very rough and 'impressionistic'!
👍
OOC:
I agree - Ship time then as 21 MAY 1115 2200 hours, just 1:30 hours into jump.
Sep 20, 2025 1:31 am
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Seeing it appears plans have changed to rest first here is Bronz's engineering roll for when he is observing Andriana, assuming she agrees to help. Bronz still distrusts her and will keep silent most of the time. Apply this roll when necessary and I will add RPG comments/reactions when the events actually take place.

Rolls

Engineering +2 + 1 (INT) - (2d6+2+1)

(53) + 3 = 11

Sep 20, 2025 3:45 am
Bronz recognizes the hologram "image" as a part of the Power Plant controlling mechanism. After observing for a few minutes, while 'Terry' tiredly talks to him worriedly about Adriana never having shown any interest in technical subjects..."she's more of an artist, really"...he has a profound INSIGHT: the control interface is getting 'commands' to shut various processes off; in effect a SCRAM (although that's not really what happens in a fusion reactor, I think) or emergency shut-down. Adriana responds to each of these orders with some sort of manipulation that defeats the order and restores normal functioning. In essence, it sure looks like she's protecting the Power Plant from these strange and dangerous computer instructions.
Sep 21, 2025 3:24 am
Bronz watched Adriana with the same suspicion he’d carry for any passenger poking around where they didn’t belong. Her hands moved like she was pulling threads from air, Terry murmuring beside him about how she was no technician, more an artist. Bronz almost scoffed until the patterns started to click.

It was subtle at first, just familiar rhythms buried in the light. Commands buried deep, telling the plant to choke itself out. And every time, Adriana’s motions cut across them, restoring flow before the damage could take root.

His gut went cold. He’d missed it before and now he couldn’t. She wasn’t sabotaging. She was holding the line.

Bronz slid his datapad free, thumbs moving quick across the screen.

To LC: Adriana is fighting the virus. Don’t know how long she can hold it. We need to act now.
Sep 21, 2025 7:34 pm
LC had just stretched out on his bunk, jacket tossed over the chair, datapad dimmed to a soft glow beside him. The hum of the ship was steady, almost lulling — the first moment of quiet since highport.

Then the hand comp blared, its chime cutting like a blade. LC sat up, heart hammering harder than he cared to admit, and snatched the device from the shelf. Bronz’s message scrolled across the screen:
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Adriana is fighting the virus. Don’t know how long she can hold it. We need to act now.
"Bloody hell." LC muttered, a clipped curse bitter on his tongue. The plan for rest was ash. The storm had arrived early.

He swung his legs over the bunk and was already barking orders into the comp:

"Kayla, Said-Ma — stim shots and Kaffe to the crew. No arguments, no delays. If it keeps them upright, give it."

"Tamm, Leilani — to Engineering. Full readiness, you know what we’re chasing."

"Tharrok — eyes up on the bridge. Quietly. You’re on the horizon while we dive into the mud."

"Bronz, stay with Adriana. You’re our anchor — she sees the patterns, you make sense of them. Feed me everything she finds. This has to be coordinated, no one tugging against the others."

He paused, voice dropping into that softer courtroom register, edged with steel.

"Kayla — passengers get smiles, cookies, and the good bottles. Nothing to see here. They so much as sniff panic, you pour another round."

Finally, LC keyed one more line, his gaze flicking toward the reptilian presence he already imagined at his side.

"Decherrek — you’re with me. I’ll want your eyes on this code as we cut it apart. Close, not distant. If there’s treachery buried in here, I’d rather see your expression when we find it."

LC stood, dragging his jacket back over his shoulders, the faint grin of a barrister about to walk into trial tugging at his mouth.

"Rest will wait. The line’s drawn now."
Sep 23, 2025 4:54 am
LEILANI proposed an hypothesis:
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Pouring over the reactor's reading was just like the old days, and with the thrill of the "hunt", Leilani wouldn't have been able to sleep even if she wanted.

"My best guess is that the virus creates, either deliberately or by accident, a tiny flaw in the magnetic flux fields. A plasma burp, if you will! It wouldn't be enough to make anything go critical, but a blip in the flow might affect anything with super-tight timing like the jump drive," she waved her hand around to illustrate the point as she spoke

"A quick fix would be to add another interlinked field off-axis from the first. It'd reduce reactor efficiency but should blunt its effect."
Decherrek asks Leilani to pursue this line of reasoning further...

"Yes, that is a possibility. Interfering with a jump could be an annoyance..., or it could be fatal.

"The program itself may tell us when it was timed. As it seems the hardware problem, the cracked cryonic trispacial controller... Hmm, it caused a power surge that bled energy away from the jump-drive. So far no one is sick, so maybe no mis-jump or problem at all.

"What you propose is something timed for later. Not this jump, or it would have 'hit' immediately. It wasn't until later...after all the fuss over the power-surge...only later that the passenger 'Adriana' alerted to a problem. And she seems to be dealing with it somehow. I have not yet had a chance to analyse that, but others are working on it.

"I propose to work on your hypothesis. We must find where the computer instructions, the 'bad' code, is coming from. Then we might decode it, then pull it apart. Find its origin, maybe! I for one would like to discover who would do something like this to a lowly Far Trader. It is not like we are a vital link in the Imperium's trading network.

"So perhaps you can help me with this? Partners?"
Sep 23, 2025 10:08 am
"It sounds like time is running short. Let's get to work!" Leilani had no problem working with the small alien, who seemingly had a grasp on the situation.

"Most reactors have a dumb terminal as a backup system. If we set it running, it'll allow us to trick the system into thinking it shut everything down! We might have to run power directly to the jump drive, just as a precaution!"
Sep 23, 2025 9:24 pm
Decherrek and Leilani move to the Engineering Space to get direct access to the back-up control console. From there they start work; Leilani wanting to spoof the source of the disruptive code into 'thinking' the power plant has been shut down. Decherrek is more focused on finding where the code originates, decoding it, and pulling it apart... but the two approaches have plenty of overlap so the collaboration works well. Decherrek is assuming The Captain comes down to Engineering such that the team goes from two to three...

Tamm is already set up down in Engineering and has been working on checking each component of the Power Plant to determine whether or not its "in spec". Everything checks out; he's basicly doing what the Yearly Maintenance people did while at Fornice earlier. Only with a more specific focus on finding sub-standard or counterfeit parts. The previous crew did not keep great records, nor did they put "oh this is a knock off part we bought on the black market" in the Engineering Log. A decent counterfeit component will 'test out' as if its genuine under most circumstances making Llogan's task all that much more difficult.

Bronz stays at the entry hatch of Adriana's stateroom. 'Terry' LeFrontaine is there too, worrying over his spouse as she continues in her trance-like state, weaving her hands through the hologram. Bronz tries to figure out what she's actually doing...

Said Ma hands off the stims to Kayla and continues her own computer trace to find where the heck the malicious code is coming from....

Tharrok remains on the bridge, on 'watch'.

Security Specialist Shaky Telom (middle passage) and Courier Thessa Ting (high passage) have both retired to their staterooms.

Eight Hours Later..........
Sep 23, 2025 9:30 pm
OOC:
NOTE: I propose to make off-camera dice rolls for each of the three separate efforts working on the "virus". If Llogan Tamm wishes to join one of these efforts that may affect my rolls, so please declare an action if you would. These are all tasks that take on the order of hours to complete. So the next 'big' post will be for around 0830, May 22. But I'll add some additional information prior to the big post, and you all are welcome to imagine things your characters are doing and talking about, or to further adjust/refine your goals. Thanks!
Sep 23, 2025 10:33 pm
playbydave says:
Decherrek and Leilani move to the Engineering Space to get direct access to the back-up control console. ...(snip) Decherrek is assuming The Captain comes down to Engineering such that the team goes from two to three...
OOC:
That is correct, LC - the Captain- has not let Decherrek out of his sight and follows him to Engineering...and takes a shot to the arm when Kayla or Said-Ma brings the stim shots around.
[BIC]
LC stepped through the hatch into Engineering, jacket pulled tight, stim shot still burning a chemical trail down his arm. The familiar thrum of the power plant rolled through the deckplates. He scanned the scene: Tamm crouched over diagnostics, Leilani and Decherrek at the backup console, their hands moving in different rhythms but oddly in sync.

"Right… we’re turning the power plant into a courtroom, then. Only this judge wears jump coils and eats counterfeit parts."

He moved to the console beside Leilani and Decherrek, pulling up a secondary log.

"Leilani’s got the right idea. If we spoof the plant into looking like it’s shut down, we can lull the virus into springing its claws without actually pulling the plug. Step A: feed it a clean shutdown signal. Step B: block that signal from touching the real plant. It thinks it’s choking us, but in truth it’s just gnawing on a padded bone."

He tapped the display, overlaying code markers on the feed.

"While it’s chasing that shadow, we comb for markers. And trust me, these bastards always leave a calling card. Ego is the virus-writer’s disease. A bit of flair in their loops, a recursive subroutine named after their cat, a timestamp with their initials buried in hex. Narcissism never sleeps. If we can’t find the author’s handprint, I’ll eat the damn console."

LC cast a look at Decherrek, his tone friendly enough but edged with a lawyer’s warning.

"And yes, we do this together. No independent fishing expeditions. We need every motion logged, every step double-checked. Hackers love traps, and I’ve no intention of springing one because someone got overeager. Consider me your clerk and cross-examiner, Decherrek. You code, I’ll look for the ego in the ink."

He gave Leilani a quick nod, his grin flickering like a knife in the dark.

"Let’s see if we can trick this ghost into bragging about itself....like a Vargr Pilot"
OOC:
LC will assist with his computer skill and intellect and previous schooling in the mater, but his biting sarcasm may negate his attributes to the just plus one for assistance
Sep 24, 2025 7:20 pm
@Packratt66
[Encrypted ShipNet Comm | From: LC Rains | To: Tharrok (Pilot’s Nest Terminal) says:

Subject: Ghost in the Code — Your Read?

[18:09 | Engineering, Deck 2 — Control Alcove]

Tharrok — got a moment to lend your instincts?

We’re in the guts of the plant right now. Leilani and Tamm have it bridled from the dumb terminal, keeping her steady. Meanwhile, me, Leilani, and Said-Ma are combing through the runtime layers, line by line, looking for what’s been playing ghost. Whatever hit us — if it was a hit — it’s not obvious. No pings, no overwrite calls, no core flag anomalies. Just behavior — power curves that don’t match the command logs.

It’s subtle. Not damage, not sabotage, but... persuasion. Like the plant decided to ramp down on its own. That’s what’s keeping me up.

No digital fingerprints yet. Just echoes — recursive loops in non-critical logic paths, buried deep, and a creeping suspicion that this system doesn’t belong to us anymore.

You’ve flown through enough backwater nav nets and rogue drone clusters to know weird when you smell it. Any hunches? Anything feel off to you in flight when this all started?

We’re blind on provenance, and I’d rather not poke the ghost until we know if it bites.

— LC
GK-3116 | Miss Fortune | LC HandComp Terminal 2B
Sep 26, 2025 3:34 am
Relevant bits of data start slowly accumulating.

Whatever the origin, it becomes clear that the 'virus' should not have activated when it did. The power surge from the 'cracked cryonic trispacial controller' triggered it. So you should have gotten to Fornice normally..., but leaving Fornice would have been a different matter altogether. Whoever set the virus up wanted you to have trouble later, not sooner.

The 'virus' is very high-tech. Well above The Miss Fortune's average Imperial tech of 12-13. So even though the ship's systems are protected against cyber-interference, they are significantly vulnerable to such a sophisticated attack. The Power Plant controller-systems are especially well protected, including an "air gap", meaning they aren't hooked into the general computing systems. So somehow the air gap was bridged, either physically or by means unknown...

Which makes Adriana's ability to manipulate the Power Plant's controlling mechanism especially interesting. She should not be able to access any Engineering data from a passenger stateroom. Much less critical systems like the ones she is apparently manipulating to positive effect. Her 100,000cr comm device might have something to do with that...but so does her apparent Psychic powers.

Adriana's efforts are all "band aids", treating problems as they occur and not getting at the source in any way. A command is initiated, something like "negate the plasma temperature monitor output readings and substitute a 'loop' of normal temperatures"; and then Adriana reverses that instruction. There are whole series of such instructions, coming at measured intervals, not all-at-once. Perhaps making it more difficult to detect...?
Sep 26, 2025 4:38 pm
OOC:
Is the virus stopped for now? or Does it look like she may have to keep doing what she is doing during the entire 168 hours of Jump?
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Sep 26, 2025 5:51 pm
Captain LC Rains entering Passenger Stateroom 3 (| Timestamp: 18:42 Local Ship Time]"]

The stateroom door hissed open on LC’s override, revealing the quiet hum of redirected power and the soft, pulse-matched glow of Adriana’s comm device. It cast shifting shadows across the room like a makeshift command cradle — not chaotic, but deliberate. Focused. Bronz stood nearby, arms crossed, saying nothing. Watching. Waiting. LC stepped inside slowly, Said-Ma at his shoulder, the medscanner idle in her grip.

"She’s not overriding," LC murmured to Said-Ma, eyes scanning the diagnostic overlays hanging in the blue glow. "She’s balancing."

His gaze settled on Adriana, perched and still amid the steady pulse of system rhythm. He didn’t speak for a moment. When he did, the words landed soft, but not empty.

"We didn’t ask you to do this."

Not blame. Not thanks. Just fact. Then — a shift. A drop in his voice, quieter than before, but heavier somehow.

"But we’re still flying, and I know who’s carrying that weight."

He cast a quick look to Bronz, then returned his focus to Adriana. He clears his voice and asks Adriana

]"I need to ask you two things."

"First — is the ship stable? I mean for now. In other words, can we trust the plant not to melt down if we take our eyes off it for more than five minutes?"

Response by Andriana?

He nodded faintly toward Said-Ma, not looking away from Adriana.

"And second — are you stable?"

Response by Andriana?

"You’ve been pushing back against something that doesn’t want to be seen. That burns hot. And long. You don’t have to explain how you’re doing what you’re doing. But I need to know you’re not burning yourself out to keep us from collapsing into the void."

A breath held. Then a half-step back, just enough space given to offer choice.

"If you can spare the bandwidth — and only if you can — I’d like you to join us in the crew galley. Crew talk. We’re putting cards on the table. And like it or not, you’ve been playing with us since this started."
Sep 26, 2025 8:46 pm
Tamm is in Engineering still slogging through the inventory of parts. It's tedious work but, if the virus was triggered by a parts failure, he doesn't want to have another part fail randomly.
Sep 27, 2025 5:42 pm
LloganTamm says:
Tamm is in Engineering still slogging through the inventory of parts. It's tedious work but, if the virus was triggered by a parts failure, he doesn't want to have another part fail randomly.
LC sees all the electronic inventory displays and logs of the last built-in-self-tests popping up on TriVid displays in engineering as he heads up to the passenger deck;
"Be sure to pace yourself Tamm, remember this is a team effort. "
Pausing
"When was the last time you got any rest?"
(response?)
"Remember we have a lot of time in Jump to look this over....we have two other engineers that can help you with this..."
Sep 27, 2025 11:36 pm
[ooc]All of this is intent by LC and will come out once we it is determined that Andriana can work with the crew or she is still trying to save the Power Plant.[/OCC]

INTENT- to have the team in jump work on keeping the ship together, try to come up with a back trace of parts plan that were replaced by former crew. Below is just my thoughts that I have a pst ready to have LC communicate in Character, but I wanted to give David an idea as the GM what this player was thinking. I don't want to Metagame this, these are just thoughts.

Here are my working Theories

1. Adriana ≠ Saboteur.
Her actions are reactive and patchwork. She’s literally preventing the ship from dying, not causing it. Her "reach" into Engineering is a clue about her psychic + device abilities, not her guilt.

2. Decherrek = Potential Likely Vector or is not helping.
The most obvious vector for a TL14+ virus in an air‑gapped plant is physical access. Decherrek’s secretiveness, lack of solutions, and proximity to your systems (cargo handling, maintenance?) is exactly the profile of someone who could have planted or smuggled in a bridging device.

3. Not Zhodani nor Sword World nor Imperial nor a major Corporations.
I have tried to think this over from different views — a major power/Corporation doesn’t waste a bespoke cyber‑weapon on a random far trader. If they did, how would they monitor the outcome? They’d need a covert observer in-system (which is not apparent and does not make logical sense). There are Corporations that have acted in bad faith in the past, but why waste resources on a small simple merchant. That does not follow logic if they cannot control the variables.

4. Cargo ≠ Direct Trigger.
The GM already told us: the cracked cryonic trispacial controller was the tripwire. That implies the payload’s timing matters more than the cargo. Whoever did this wanted the ship compromised later — maybe at a remote jump, maybe mid‑void, maybe at rendezvous.

5. Purpose ≠ Misjump.
The virus isn’t behaving like a destructive "kill" payload. It’s controlling and substituting data (false plasma readings, false temps) and issuing timed commands. That’s more like:

-A takeover routine (ship‑napping).

-A data exfiltration / covert transport (your ship as a mule).

Or a selective sabotage to cripple the ship at a convenient moment (ransom, ambush). That leads to the question of why a small freighter?

This isn’t "make them explode." This is "make them compliant."

📝 Crew’s Next Steps (tactically) - Just my thoughts for a sounding board and will come out through LC

Baseline the OS at Fornice.
Exactly as you’re thinking: hard‑reset the main core to factory defaults before your next jump. Pull all patches. Kill anything that isn’t stock firmware. This at least severs command‑and‑control if it’s running in main memory.

Audit the Physical Layer.
Search for bridging hardware in the power plant, conduits, and maintenance crawlways. Something physically bypassed the air gap.

Soft Quarantine Decherrek.
LC would start a legal‑bureaucratic "crew compliance" check — politely but firmly restrict his access, run his luggage through a scan, and question his history with the ship.

Preserve Adriana.
She’s our only effective countermeasure right now. Don’t scare her off. Maybe even formally deputize her as "shipboard security asset" to give her legitimacy.

⚠️ Big Picture

We’re probably looking at a capture attempt rather than a kill attempt. Someone expects the Miss Fortune to be in a remote place, disabled but intact. That smells like theft, cargo seizure, or kidnapping, not large government or Corporation psywar.

OCC- I am writing this so David has an idea of where LC is thinking and the planned theories of LC and plan to act on, in the advent David wants to fast move the game to Fornice.
Sep 29, 2025 9:42 pm
OOC:
Responses follow. If I miss something please inform/repeat, thanks!
Adriana's Stateroom Adriana is in full "trance state" and does not acknowledge or react to either Bronz or LC when they enter. The entire room is filled with the 'diagram' of one small portion of the Power Plant control system. Adriana continues to reach and 'massage' and pull and pinch at the various interfaces and instruction nodes. Instructions/orders flow into the controls at a rate of one every few seconds; very slow by cybernetic standards. But it gives Adriana just enough time to react. Over and over. Her expression never changes; it is placid, dreamlike, almost sleepwalking in its appearance...

Bronz recognizes that the 'diagram' is part of the Power Plant controls, but needs to access manuals and perhaps further information to really get a grip on what's going on. But it does seem like most of the incoming 'instructions' are meant to obfuscate and mask; give false readings or deactivate alarm systems. The main intent of the malware-attack still escapes his understanding.

Leilani, Bronz, and Tamm can all verify that the ship is currently stable. In jump there's not much power draw; the jump bubble and life support are critical systems, but both appear unaffected. Grav Plates are among the largest power-use, but that seems OK, too. Whatever Adriana is doing has ensured that so far all seems 'normal'.

IF THE POWER PLANT fails or otherwise goes off-line, there will be no immediate threat to the ship. Backup battery power kicks in and is supposed to be good for at least 7 days. The artificial gravity will go offline, and Life-Support will go to minimum. It will get a bit uncomfortable, but easily survivable.
Sep 29, 2025 9:49 pm
To LC:

"This is a very peculiar situation, Captain. This 'virus' should not have triggered now. As I understand its timing code, it should have triggered following our stop at Fornice. So I must hypothesize that this has something to do with our business there, and is intended to cause us to blame something there for our misfortune.

"I agree that this is not likely to be a ship-killing program.

"But it is highly sophisticated. Military-grade. Higher tech than we could encounter anywhere in the sector except Mora. Well, of course that isn't precisely true. As the software could originate there and be sent to any other world.

"Still, I surmise that our component failure and its resulting power-surge has triggered this 'virus' prematurely. We should perhaps thank the previous crew for installing the sub-sandard part."
Sep 29, 2025 9:57 pm
Llogan Tamm continues the drudge work of the component inventory. He can check the records from the recent "yearly maintenance" but they mainly confirm that components, when tested, performed to spec. That includes the failed Cryonic Trispacial Controller; when tested it conformed to expectation. What you found was that the actual part, when physically inspected, showed that it was a knock-off part. Not 'name brand', and that it had been replaced 5 years previously. The log doesn't say why it was replaced, but the ship would have been 10 years old at that point and so some components would be swapped out on 'general principal'. But given that the previous crew was financially stressed...well the original CTC could have gone off spec and required a replacement.

Right now Engineer Tamm's efforts do not address the current problem. The Power Plant would require a full shut down in order to physically inspect each component. That can only reliably happen at a Class A or B starport.
Sep 29, 2025 10:00 pm
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Things will remain stable for the next several hours. I will start a new thread starting at a point where THINGS CHANGE!
Sep 29, 2025 10:16 pm
OOC:
hmmm
[ShipNet Log | LC Rains | Location: Passenger Stateroom 3 | Timestamp: 18:45"]
Adriana does not move. Not a flicker. Her hands drift with the diagram projected around her like she’s rearranging the strands of a mechanical spiderweb. Instructions come in. She intercepts them. One after the other. Her face is as placid as sleep, but the air is thick with effort.

LC watches her for a long moment. No attempt to interrupt. Just quiet assessment.

"She’s riding it."

He glances at Bronz, then Said-Ma.

"Let’s not wake the medicated bear."

Turning slowly, LC taps his comp twice — a quiet sync-pulse to Engineering and the Bridge — then steps back into the corridor.

"She’s holding the line. We give her that much. For now, we plan without her."
Sep 29, 2025 10:18 pm
[ShipNet Internal — LC Rains | Crew Briefing Transcript | Location: Galley | Timestamp: 19:03 Local Ship Time | Note: Adriana and Decherrek not present]

The galley lights hum at half-intensity. The table’s cleared for once — just mugs, datapads, and tired faces. LC stands with one hand braced on the back of a chair, the other holding a cup of something too bitter to be coffee. Bronz, Leilani, Tamm, Tharrok, and Said-Ma are all present.

"Right. We’ve got a moment of calm. We use it."

He glances toward the sealed bulkhead leading aft, then back to the crew.

"Adriana’s not joining us. She’s in full trance. Locked in. Didn’t even blink when I walked in. Whatever’s coming at the power plant — she’s intercepting it in real time. Her comms rig’s running the counterpunch, but it’s not just tech. This is something... else."

"She’s not our problem. If anything, she’s the reason we’ve still got gravity."

He looks across the table now — making eye contact one at a time, even with Tharrok, whose expression could char it all down.

"The ghost — the thing in the code — it wasn’t meant to trigger yet. The trispacial controller failure kicked off a surge that tripped the trap early. According to Decherrek — who, yes, finally spoke — this thing was meant to go off after Fornice. Whoever planted it wanted the problem to *look* like it came from there. Maybe even wanted us blaming someone. A cover frame."

He sips once. Sets the cup down. Doesn't sit.

"It’s high-grade code. Military or corporate black-lab stuff. Could’ve originated on Mora or passed through anywhere. But this wasn’t meant to kill us. It’s too smart for that. It mimics stability. Mutes alarms. Lies to the console. You don’t spend that kind of money just to destroy a Far Trader in deep space. You spend it to *take* something."

His voice drops a fraction.

"This was designed for a quiet capture. Or a quiet failure in the wrong place — where someone else could pick the bones."

He turns, pacing once. Not dramatic — just keeping momentum.

"At Fornice, I plan to do a full core reset. Factory baseline. No auto-patches. If we’re lucky, the virus hasn’t written itself into firmware. If we’re not, we burn it out with iron tools."

"In the meantime, we check the plant for physical bridging devices. This virus crossed an air gap. That means someone plugged something in, or left something behind. That means it’s got a footprint. And someone on this ship helped plant it — intentionally or not."

He stops pacing. Looks up.

"There are no wrong theories here. So now’s the time. What do you see that I don’t?"
Sep 30, 2025 3:09 am
Bronz watched LC pace and listened, saying nothing while his brain ran the pieces over and over again. When the silence pressed for an answer, he let it out, low and blunt.

"What if coming out of jump is the same as leaving Fornice to this thing? As soon as we drop out, it fires." He looked down at his datapad once, not looking up. "Factory reset at Fornice makes sense. Clean slate. But if it’s tied to sequencing, to field-stability... what happens if we try to shove that reset through while mid-jump? Just resetting with what we have not changing parts." He rubbed the scar along his jaw. "I’m not saying it’s a good idea. Never heard of anyone doing a mid-jump reset. I'm just wondering if we might not have a choice."

He let the last words hang. There was no bravado in them, just a guess and he didn't like guesses but doing nothing didn't seem safe to him.
Oct 1, 2025 2:58 am
"A very good idea to do a full reset at Fornice. Very good! But for now I think something more agressive might be tried. If Leilani and Said Ma might help me, I would start working on an anti-virus. I think I can modify one of the existing programs in Miss Fortune's memory. This thing in the Power Plant Controller has been succesful in masking itself from our existing protection. So perhaps that protection will work, once we show it how to get past the virus' camouflage. I will go and start that endeavor."
Oct 1, 2025 6:46 am
"Maybe that's the point? Procedure is to report anything like that and shut down for full digital decomm!" Leilani mused with her mom called a Solomani Kafi

"Thing I don't get is what we have that makes all this extra effort worth it? If we're luckily, something might be in the code that will give us a clue."
Oct 2, 2025 7:30 pm
Quote: "Be sure to pace yourself Tamm, remember this is a team effort. "
Pausing
"When was the last time you got any rest?"
(response?)

"About 12 hours ago, Captain. Tamm is fine for another 12 hours."

"Remember we have a lot of time in Jump to look this over....we have two other engineers that can help you with this..."

"Aye, Captain. Tamm isn't seeing any problems so far so perhaps Tamm should work on something else?"

Rest? Aye, aye Captain."

Tamm grabs a snack from the galley then goes to his room to relax and nap.

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