A sharp electronic noise rings through the lab-room Rachel was halfway-asleep in, cracking an eye at the unwelcome disturbance, she reaches into a small drawer in the desk, only to pull out her PDA. "Ah.. They're actually using the communication codes I gave them post-signup. That's good." Trailing off, watching as Finn's image appears on the PDA screen as the message begins to play.
At the mention of his name, she pauses, and gets a small grin on her face. "Finn.. 'McCool?'Oh, I can just tell, this is going to be excellent." Watching the rest of the message quietly.
Before I submit a requisition for delivery to Corinth, I would like t' know what you do plan on using those materials for. All research projects are t' be recorded an' entered into our database.
"Ahh. I should have known." Sitting up straight reluctantly, she begins creating a counter-message.
"Thanks for getting back to me so quickly, I appreciate it. I should have known that you'd need to know what these materials are going to be made into, sorry for not thinking about it earlier. In short, it's a multipurpose structure i've created in the past, something I like to call my own 'physics playground'. Basically, it's an Ion Collider if you haven't figured that much out, miniaturized of course. Making use of the mirrors and cryocubes, i'll be able to successively be able to navigate either ions, or a laser throughout the finished product, with hopefully enough sensors to be able to find out that I want. Trust me. The crycoubes are useful, as the coldness is what I need. Superconductors are great, however these prove a little more effective in what I have in mind. The system will have an optional branch, which will re-direct the laser component to a different section of the structure, which i'll house a perfect crystal of a sort. I'm thinking diamond, although that is yet to be determined. Looking back on some of the Quantum Physics done in the past, a setup like this will make use of the laser to create phonon's within the atoms of the crystal, and perhaps around it. Using the Raman Scattering method, this will entangle the atoms for a few femtoseconds. This isn't long, and I plan to put some time into figuring out how to extend the time that the atoms remain entangled. This will open up possibilities such as super-communication systems, or perhaps even some upgrades to processing units. Quantum computing is a fun subject."
"Putting things within a few sentences which you can put in a database, i'll be working on studying colliding ions, or as you know, a window to Dark Matter. Secondarily, i'll be working Quantum Entanglement, and the prolonging of the effect we know how to inflict currently. Questions, concerns, requests, please let me know."
Closing the communication, and letting it send, she proceeds to sit back in the chair once more. "I should take anot-.. No.. I suppose its time to get 'that' over with." Standing up, she walks to the exit while stretching, proceeding down to where she left her ship. She'll be back. Although there wasn't much to do, until her order was ready.
Walking through the corridors of the Research and Development Section, Liam walked into his newly assigned Lab and Office right adjacent, looking through the newly found paperwork on his desk.
Though as he read through what was left for him, he remembered that he'd need to order some supplies so he could continue his old research from his vessel. His equipment from there was already here in the Lab, so his ship could soon head out to collect more samples for his work.
He took pride in what he does, he was working on something special to him, something he took over from his father, he began to type up a transmission to the head of Research.
Code:
Greetings, Liam Shaw here, new addition to the R&D Department. I'd like to put in a requisition order for equipment that i need to continue my research. The list is attached here.
10x Bio-Neural Processore
10x Bio-Stability Monitors
15x Cryocubes
5x Human Organs
10x Med Stasis Bands
10x Nanotubes
Now i know this list is quite wierd, but these commodities are essential to my Research. I would appriciate if you could respond soon.
Upon finishing the Transmission, he returned his focus to the mountain of 'induction' Paperwork to Phoenix R&D
Finn nodded as he read the reports from Rachel and the newest research scientist, Liam Shaw. Seeing great potential in Rachel's project at Corinth, and eager to see what was in store with Liam's work, Finn was about to venture off for a pint when his computer beeped at him, indicating that a transmission had just been sent to him. Opening it up, he was delighted to see that the deliveries that he had requested to be sent to Corinth had been received.
Postponing his rendezvous with that delicious ale, he began his transmission to Corinth:
:::Recipient: Rachel Winterton::: Evenin' Miss Winterton,
I appreciate ta response, an' information regarding your project on Corinth. A miniaturized Ion Collider? Fascinating truth be told. I am eager t' see your notes an' results, an' what this could do for us in ta near future!
In ta short term, I am happy t' let you know that a shipment of Reinforced Alloy was delivered earlier today from Livadia. I believe 1 tonne worth t' be precise. Attached t' this message is ta manifest, of which needs t' be shown t' ta Dockmaster when you are ready, an' he will clear it for you.
A pleasure t' see you already acclimating t' your new office an' station aboard Corinth. I trust everything is in order, an' your equipment safely moved from your ship.
As t' your order, I have just received word that all ta requested items are awaiting your pickup in docking bay 3. Attached t' this message is ta manifest, of which you need only show t' ta Dockmaster, an' he will clear it for you.
Please keep me up t' date with your research an' projects, an' I look forward t' seeing your results.
Rachel at the time, was in front of a computer terminal within the complex. Nothing strange about the picture, except that perhaps she was barefoot, and one foot was actually on the edge of the chair. Besides the strange position however, she was merely running some preliminary data through the systems computer.
A lab-assistant walks past the room she was in, and immediately doubles back. Spotting the person he was looking for, he approaches the new scientist. "Rachel Winterton?" Rachel glances sideways, nodding. "Your PDA system was off for some reason. Finn broadcasted a message about five minutes ago, and it automatically redirected it to us." Handing her a data chip, which she slips into the terminal, revealing the message which was sent. "Ah. Thank you, sorry about that.." Reaching into her pocket, indeed finding that her PDA system was powered down.
Reading the message quickly, Rachel gets up and starts heading for the cargo-area of the base. "Finally, I can get going." Looking around the area for the dock-master, not being familiar with the personnel yet. Eventually finding the man, she approaches him and shows him the notification, merely to get the approval and a call for some men to help her out with whatever she wanted to do with the alloy.
After some short inquiries, she motions for them to be loaded up on another transport, and be transported over to Livadia for the fabrication facilities which existed on the base. Heading back to the lab, she grabs a data-chip from the room she was in earlier, only to head back up to the hangars to move to Livadia herself.
The journey was only about fifteen minutes. Thankfully, there was not too much of a distance between Cornith and Livadia Shipyard. To her delight, the unloading of the Alloy's did not take as long as she thought they would either, as the shipyard was built to use materials at bulk, for whatever the interior was creating at the time.
Admittedly, she had a little trouble once again finding her way around the base. Although eventually, with a little help from a few of the crew, she was able to find the fabrication facilities she was looking for.
Finding the man in charge. "Would you mind if I ran the system though a few paces? There's a order of Alloys I need fabricated." Passing the data-chip she retrieved from the lab area earlier. "The information should be in a format your systems can read here. All I merely need is everything to be shaped correctly."
The man looks over it, Slipping the data into a console nearby to see what it contained.
"Lets see.. Tis will take about a half an hour, you say ya have the Alloy brought in?" Rachel nods. "I don't see an issue with that, have 'em bring the alloys through the chutes then. Let 'em know that it's fabricator two. And hurry up, willya, we have a repair order coming in soon."
Nodding her thanks, she walks 'back' down to the cargo area (quite a lot of walking), to let the people assigned to her what needed to happen. They seemed to know how things work, she let them go off and do whatever they needed to do.
About forty minutes later, she is notified by one of the personnel that her work is finished, and loaded back up in the transport. Breathing a small sigh of relief, she gets up and begins to head back to her ship, motioning the man to bring it back to Cornith.
Again, to her delight, transportation wasn't too long when everything was in the same system. Wasting time traveling was something she wasn't too fond of.
Instructing the fabricated product to be brought back into the lab area, finding that the lab came included with external doors on the outside, to make the installation of larger structures easier, moving the metal into the room assigned to her didn't prove too difficult.
Instructing for it to be laid on the floor, it fit perfectly around the room. If one was to walk into the lab area, they would find that they would walk forward a few steps, and have to step 'over' a large hulking piece of tubing to get inside completely.
Rachel slowly sinks down to the floor against part of the metal, and crosses her arms. Again, a weird position to be sitting in. She merely looks at the wall and starts to formulate what she needs to do next.
Rachel remains in this position for a full fifteen minutes, before standing up once more. Shaking out of hair, and cracking her knuckles, she takes a moment to survey the area around her. "Structure.. We need the mirrored chambers, and a magnetic driver.. First things first I suppose."
Putting in a call to the material control of the Research Station, she quickly puts in her request for some flexible polymers, with a high quality mirrored coating on the ends of one side. Granted that would need to be melted and fused on, however in her original notification, the instructions should be enough.
Rachel gets a response saying that she'll need to wait about an hour, due to the coatings still needed to be applied with the custom sizes she gave with them at the time. Relaxing slightly hearing this, Rachel eyes herself for a few seconds. A muffles sigh though her hands could be heard if you were listening in, as the scientist stalks off. She needed a shower, and some new clothes..
Rachel returns an hour later than the projected time, to give them some extra time to finish if that was indeed the case. She was wearing yet another pair of loose clothing, it seemed that tight garments was taboo to her almost.
As she enters the storage room that she was directed to, she spots the sheets of plastic polymer's coated with the mirroring she wanted. Heading over to inspect the sheets, finding that the flexibility was good enough to install installation, and the size looked like it could slide into the metal casing quite well.
Motioning for a lab-assistant to come over. "Lets get these moved to my room then, and if you could, grab a few others. Installation is going to be a pain."
The lab-assistant does just that, finding three more people to help.
The mirrored sheet is carried by the four of them, back to her lab area and over to a corner where the circular structure was not welded to the rest. "Alright. It's going to slide into the tubes, if my dimensions were right, this thin casing should mirror the entire thing in a circle. Lets get it aligned then."
After ten minutes of tedious rejections of the alignment, finally they manage to push the thing into the entire structure. Granted Rachel almost lost her temper when she thought a piece of the plastic was scratched, however it turned out to be a false alarm. After the plastic mirroring was placed, it was it's own circle which wasn't as large as the entire diameter. It looked like something was missing.
"Next up is the cryocubes I asked for. Since I don't think we have a system i'm looking for, i'm going to have to make one myself.. Bring me a 'plastic' table, make sure it doesn't have any metal on it. Grab me a molecular shield core as well, if you would. That, and a set of screwdrivers. While you're at it, grab me a high voltage power cable as well, as I assume this room has a port for it somewhere."
Taking a small breath. "Letme know when you have that all then, i'd like them at once. This next part is going to take a while.." Walking over to a lab chair, collapsing in it, only to cross her legs and rest her eyes for the time she had, until they retrieved what she wanted.
Liam was working in his lab at the time the Message Terminal beeped at the other side of the room, though he was in the middle of working in the setup of what he thought could be a personal life-control system running on a Nomad Energy Power, which in turn, meant it would run forever. He was focused on this, and at first, ignored the terminal as it gave out periodical notices that a new transmission was waiting.
This had been his project for quite a while, and he felt the time was finally near for him to put this gadget under power to fire it up. Once fired up, the cell inside should activate and then self sustain using the impulse given by the activation surge. All simple enough, in theory, but there were always concerns when in an undertaking like this. For safety he'd moved his workbench to the far side of the laboratory and cleared everything in a 5 Meter Radius, hoping that if something went wrong, it wouldn't be anything big.
Though before he would begin his experiment, he'd decided to check that Transmission that had come in, he made his way to the Terminal, taking off his gloves on the way to it, he sat down in his big office chair, leaned back, and read through the message. "Ah, Excellent, my requested equipment has arrived." He mumbled to himself often enough. Calling one of the lab assistants over to him, he gave that assistant the manifest of his Cargo and sent him off to retrieve what had arrived from the Dockmaster. Liam took this as an opportunity to continue working on his invention. He turned on his personal recorder and clipped it to his pocket as he made his way over to the bench.
"Subject Life Control Power Test, Sequence 01, First Attempt. I will begin to attach the needed cords to the Invention and initiate a first start up surge.
He spoke into the recorder loud and clear as he began to get the wires that hung from the ceiling, the right voltage he needed to initiate protocol. Attaching one after another, carefully to not break anything. He stood next to the power switch on the workbench and spoke another few words. "Sequence 01, Attempt 01, Intitiating Power Surge."
With those words he flipped the switch and the machine began to make a few noises. It all seemed to be going fine, until he noticed a purple-ish steam emit from the device, and it got stronger, then it began to heat up. "Things seem to be working fine for no-. No, No, Nonono.". He cut off and seen the machine overload critically, he ran for the other side of the room and dove behind some boxes. "COVER!", was all he managed to yell before his invention critically overloaded in a loud bang, a bright flash of the explosion lighting up the room, and smoke filling it. The Ventilation system immediately kicked in, and within seconds, the room was clear again. Liam looked up, seeing his workbench, and the device in pieces.
"Well this is just a great start to my career in Phoenix. How am i going to explain this one?"
He padded off some dust from his coat and walked over to his chair, slumping into it, and closing his eyes with a sigh.
Rachel carcks an eye, as she feels the wall of the lab shaking for a moment, before suddenly stopping. Groaning, she stands up slowly, and pokes her head out into the hall, turning her head to where the noise came from merely to see another lab room.
Rubbing her head. Ugh.. I hope this isn't normal. Walking over to the room, poking her head in and finding a man laying slumped back in a chair.
Mess up on a chemical? I see that table has seen better days. You alright?
Liam was a bit startled by the head poking through his door but her quickly sat up and looked at the woman looking into his room, he then looked at the table and laughed. "Yea, I'm alright. Not a chemical exactly. More like an invention i was working on overloaded critically. I guess i'll need to freeze that experiment for a while and focus on the next with the new commodities that came in today."
He stood up and walked over to the door with a light grin. "I didn't disturb your work too bad i hope?
Thankfully not, if that would have been ten minutes later, I may not be here talking to you right now.. Cryocubes. Stupid gallics put horrid self-destruct measures in them if you try to rip them apart. Delicate situation and a really large magnetic force is required to pull them apart. Why the heck they are the most efficient at supercooling things however, I do not know.
A overload, hm? Could be worse I suppose. Sniffing the air, looking at him quizically. What power source were you using? That doesn't smell like typical electrical smoke. It's not as.. metallic as usual.
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