Cargo Bay - Deck C

Ryan, who had been witness of one of the possibly most confusing conversations and switching of tasks ever, decided just to go with it. He turned to his fellow engineer. "Right. The hatch needs to be closed, so we can open up the shuttle bay to vent the hydrogen gas. But we can't use any fire to seal things off. Any suggestions?" The chief engineer had one idea himself, but it wasn't a very good one in his own opinion. He hoped Brandon would come up with a better plan.



-Ryan Bow

OOC: Welcome back, Nicole! And thanks James!

IC:
Brandon gave Mark a bewildered look before turning to Morgan.

Captainy things? he thought. But Morgan looked just as lost in the chaos as he was.

"Catch up with you later?" he asked. That seemed to be their recurring theme. They certainly would have a lot to talk about over that drink, if they ever got to sit down together.

Turning to the task at hand, he said, "Well, I'm not sure what we have on board, but if we have it, some liquid foam would work perfectly right about now. Should seal up the door nicely, although I'm not certain how well it will withstand the pressure differences." He'd never put the stuff to any pressurized tests, but once it had solidified it should be just as strong as any other seal.

"Of course, we'd need to cut back through to get the door open again, and would need to replace the entire frame once we are planet-side."

He chewed his lip, then added, "The other consideration is to make the repair out of this room, like up in engineering, then bring the door back down for mounting with regular tools. But I think that'd take way longer than what we've got."

~Brandon~

Morgan had caught the "Captainy things" comment too, and it left her with a sick feeling in her stomach. She smiled briefly at Brandon though, and then after he walked away she turned around and booked it towards the Bridge.

Morgan O'Doyle

Mark made sure that the engineers were working away , he begins up the steps thinking that the foam idea would hold until they got dirt side, he heads up the stairs to the hatch that sealed off the C deck from B deck
He opens the hatch and steps through allowing Morgan to go through first, then he closes it

Mark Ho Chang

OOC: I had to make sure Morgan whent through first and beats Mark to the Bridge , Mark will arrive moments later

OOC: Mischa is still busy, so I'll check back on this thread come Monday.

IC: Brandon could see the Chief mulling it over. He wondered if the Chief had some idea that didn't involve completely sealing the door off.

"We could always vent the atmo of both rooms." He didn't really relish the thought of having to make the fuel line repair in his vac suit again, but it seemed inevitable. Even with an atmo dump of the Shuttle Bay, they couldn't be certain more fumes wouldn't leak into the room, even with the fuel jettisoned. At least inside they could still have gravity.

"Unless there is cargo in here that can't be in vacuum."

~Brandon~

OOC: Sorry for the delay guys, very busy at the moment but I'll try to post more regularly from now on.

IC:
Ryan considered all the options for a moment and then told Brandon what he figured was the best option: "What I had in mind was hoisting a big solid plate against this damaged door, hoping it would fit the edges. Opening the shuttle bay doors would cause the vacuum to pull the plate against the door, sucking out all the air in the cargo bay, but keeping the rest of the ship sealed. If we try to secure the plate with liquid foam like you suggested, we should be safe. Nevertheless, I think we should seal off deck C, just in case. Can you look around to see if there's anything big and sturdy enough to fit against the door frame? I'll go and get the liquid foam."

The chief engineer hurried to his tool bag. Normally Brandon and Ryan would need to hoist themselves in EVA suits once more, but that would take way too long. The two would just have to hope that things wouldn't go wrong. Or that those people on the bridge would close the shuttle bay doors quick enough if something did go wrong, so he and Brandon wouldn't suffocate or be sucked into the Black.

He searched the contents of the tool bag. He was in luck: there was a can of liquid foam in it. "Got it!" he shouted to Brandon and looked to see if the man had already found something they could put against the door.



-Ryan Bow

A look in the cargo bay revealed, well .. cargo, a lot of which was some nice gym equipment made by "Atlantis, Hammer strength and Life fitness, some of which could be ruined by vacuum due to sensitive parts
Not to mention the various fire arms spread out in order for inventory purposes
They needed a solution or there was going to be a big tow bill to pay

James / GM

Brandon nodded as the chief went to find some liquid foam. He needed something big enough to cover the door, but wide enough that it wouldn't risk falling back on them before the pressure held it in place - and after the atmosphere was returned to the shuttle bay. He briefly considered one of the large containers, but figured it would be too difficult to move without heavy equipment. But one of the smaller containers would do nicely. He grabbed a pallet truck and started moving a small container towards the door.

The container held a steel floor for the decline bench press and would serve the purpose, there was no time to ask the owner, Just uncrate it and place it in position, it was heavy and the pallet jack made the job easier, One thing Brandon noticed was the name "Atlantis" proudly stamped into the plate

James / GM

"Nice" Ryan said in approval as he saw what Brandon had come up with. He helped the other engineer placing the floor piece against the door, something that proved to be more difficult than he'd imagined. With his shoulder against the new makeshift door he sprayed the liquid foam on the place where the floor piece and the door frame met. Almost instantly the spray hardened to a solid substance. He then passed the can of liquid spray to Brandon, who was standing on his left so that he could spray the left side of the floor piece; both engineers were standing against the piece to hold it upright.



-Ryan Bow

Brandon quickly did his side, and after a minute slowly let go to make sure the plate would stay in position.

"Let's get another crate up against this plate, in case that seal doesn't hold."

Without waiting for acknowledgement from Ryan, he quickly retrieved a second crate to use as a brace to the makeshift door. Admiring their work, he breathed out.

"Moment of truth. If this fails, it was good working with you, Ryan."

It was the first time he had called Ryan something other than 'Chief'. Brandon's face was still all business, but the gravity of the situation made him feel as if he should be less formal with Ryan - especially if these were their last moments. Brandon held out his hand in an offer to shake Ryan's hand.

~Brandon Miles~

Now that the door was sealed, all they had to do was call the bridge and have then override the safety and purge the shuttle bay, then they would see if their work would hold , Then they hoped that the big muscular dude up stairs would understand why part of his weight bench was being used or it would be call Mark to keep him at bay

James / GM

Jason Andersen wrote:Brandon quickly did his side, and after a minute slowly let go to make sure the plate would stay in position.

"Let's get another crate up against this plate, in case that seal doesn't hold."

Without waiting for acknowledgement from Ryan, he quickly retrieved a second crate to use as a brace to the makeshift door. Admiring their work, he breathed out.

"Moment of truth. If this fails, it was good working with you, Ryan."

It was the first time he had called Ryan something other than 'Chief'. Brandon's face was still all business, but the gravity of the situation made him feel as if he should be less formal with Ryan - especially if these were their last moments. Brandon held out his hand in an offer to shake Ryan's hand.

~Brandon Miles~

Ryan tried to smile as he shook Brandon's offered hand, but the graveness of the situation was making that very hard. "And with you, Brandon" was all he could manage. He turned around and activated the comm system on the wall, contacting the bridge: "This is the cargo bay. We're set to go here; you can open up the shuttle bay doors." If the people on the bridge were listening closely, they would have heard a small tremble in Ryan's voice; if things went amiss there was no way he and Brandon would survive.

He walked over to one of the hatches that went to B deck. He quickly checked if it was closed properly and then grabbed one of the rungs of the ladder above it. If their makeshift seal didn't hold it probably wouldn't do him any good; people tended to die rather quickly with their air and warmth being sucked out of a room, but he felt silly just standing in the big cargo bay. He looked at Brandon. "Guess this is it, then." He waited for the bridge to open up the shuttle bay doors. It seemed to take ages.



-Ryan Bow

Then there was the sound of the alarm sounding for a second, then the hatch that they had sealed seemed to suck in tighter to the bulkhead, but the seal held. their work had paid off ,saved the boat and their lives, Now it was wait for the shuttle bay to decompress then depressurize
Then it would be get back to work and fix the fueling station enough so that the refueler could gas them up , They wondered if the big body builder would be upset at the improper use of weight lifting equipment
Soon the green light came on the board indicating that the shuttle bay had been purged and was now re pressurized

James / GM

=Good job boys! Looks like its safe to go back inside.= The chipper
voice of the Co-pilot announced triumphantly, so all the ship could
hear.
-Poppy

OOC: And apparently my post was eaten, maybe by a posting collision with Kevin.

IC:
Brandon exhaled in relief. They had made it. He couldn't help but look over at Ryan and grin.

"We made it, Chief! Now let's get that plate torn off and repair that fuel line."

He ran across to the set of tools, pulling out a cutting torch. He was very much aware of the time constraint they were under.

~Brandon~

Like Brandon, Ryan carried a large grin on his face. He quickly answered Poppy's message before helping out his fellow engineer.

= "It does indeed. We'll open up the doorway again and after that we should be able to refuel the ship. Ryan out." =

But before he could walk away from the wall console, the bridge came with another message:

=" Bridge to Ryan and Brandon, we need that fuel leak fixed ASAP, Do you fellas need a hand down there at all ? "=

= "I'm guessing that the damage itself is nothing too fancy; I think Brandon and I can manage. I'll keep you updated. Ryan out." =

Taking a cutting torch himself, Ryan set to work on the opposite side of the metal plate that Brandon was working on.



-Ryan Bow



OOC: I will be going on vacation for a week and I'll leave tomorrow. Jason/James: feel free to drag Ryan along as you see fit. Hopefully I'll be back soon enough for the big meeting that Mark has planned.

-Mischa tpo Ryan

Sue and Jelena started to slowly walk down the steps, heading towards the open container that they'd been inventorying. Jelena had a scowl of annoyance upon her face and headed down the metal steps with a semi-stomp.

"Can we get back to our work now?" she asked.

- Fire Duo

OOC: Have a nice vacation, Mischa!

IC:
Brandon and Ryan made quick work of the door, letting it fall to the floor with a loud clang. Brandon shrugged at Jelena, "Should be safe now. We don't plan on venting anymore atmo if we can help it." He was still grinning, the euphoria of just being alive still pumping in his veins.

Grabbing the toolset, he and Ryan made their way into the Shuttle Bay to repair the fuel leak.

OOC: Have a nice holiday!

Silent tpo the Fire Duo

OOC: Have a good one Mischa, We'll take care of Ryan for ya

IC The hatch door came free easily as well as the "Atlantis" weight plate, and as if to give the engineers a good omen, the plate came away cleanly and could be put back in the crate, this would make the customer really happy
Now it was tend to that leak and figure out a permanent fix for when they got dirt side, no doubt a call to Athens was in order

James / GM

Ryan and Brandon stopped briefly in the Cargo Bay to speak with Sue and Jelena.

"I think it's meeting time now," Ryan stated.

They both waited for the women.

~Brandon and proxy Ryan~

"Fair enough", Jelena said as she put down the weapon she was inventorying and headed for the bridge, followed by Sue, who sneezed as she headed up the steps.

- Fire Duo

--> Bridge

----TIMELINE CUT----

Following their meeting with the new Captain and with two hours to go, Jelena decided that now would be time for a little workout. Pulling out the weight-lifting equipment and setting it up in the cargo bay, she then proceeded to change into a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a sports bra, also deciding to remove her shoes and socks as she was planning for some sparring later.

Sue had also switched clothes - into a white tank top and a pair of green cut-off shorts, also going barefoot. Laying on a crate, she pulled out her handheld device and started to type a brief report on the two candidates she'd envisaged for Fire Team Sergeant.

Jelena selected two forty-pound weights, attached them to a bar and lay down on the workout bench, starting to do some chest presses. As she did so, she considered what she wanted to do when she landed. She fancied taking Sue out for a spot of clubbing; they both needed to let their hair down.

- Fire Duo