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A letter, a log, and a paper (2310 Late Q1/Early Q2):
Dear Moms and Dad,
Hello from Aunt Vitalia's living-room com terminal (Aunty, I know you are reading this too **waves**). I bet you are wondering why you are reading this here, and not getting a normal letter. Well, that is the only secure com-console you have inconspicuous regular access to since you all go over there for dinner every month, and I have a favor to ask, and given dad's issues with authority, me asking would be much more likely to work than your older sister doing the same.
Anyway, over the next few months, you are going to see me posting on the networks like I'm on a slow luxury liner from Andor to Gaen for their warp field geometry conference. However, I am not going to be on that ship. A very nice lieutenant who I don't know, but is apparently really good at disguises, will be pretending to be me on the ship. I'm going to be on a fast runabout, going someplace I can't say, to do a job for people who work for Vitalia that I can't talk about, but is really important. The favor is, please play along, the postings will be from me, but, and this is really really important, don't mention how I hate slow warp voyages. Dad! This means you. Mommy, Mother, stop him. This is serious.
Apparently, being checked by security for a decade due to being closely related to the Duranium Lady of Starfleet is good for something, because I apparently am the only person who is expert enough at what they need that they can get there hands on any time soon. No mom, its not some kind of strange weapons system they want me to build. Yes mother, I really am the right person from this, don't worry, its not dangerous, you already have one kid who succeed in running off to Starfleet.
Also, I don't know when I will be able to tell you what I was up to. No hits, no clues, no trying to think of possibilities and seeing if I blush.
All My Love,
Susan Kahurangi
******
Lieutenant Commander Robert Kenichi's Personal Log:
It has been an exhausting few weeks, flying a broken Cardassian ship powered by a strapped on runabout and pretending to be an express freighter with half a dozen Cardassian defectors and a dozen crew-folk off of Enterprise and Sarek, all under the joint command of Anne and Alex, two of my favorite personalities from back at the Academy. It was great.
We just rendezvoused with a few Starfleet Intelligence vessels over a small outpost that I am not supposed to know is the old Vulcan monastery P'Jem. I am also not supposed to know that there are enough sensors on station to track a gnat. Apparently tomorrow we get to brief and Admiral before we get to head home from our 'vacations'.
Kenichi's Log, Supplemental:
Admiral Scott Linderley knows who I am. To quote "You, the guy who abandoned a Tricorder with the Gaini, I was pushing to court-martial you and you wound up in this mess? You don't have the clearances to know about this, none of you have the clearances to know about this. I'm going to have to cover up all of you being gone... The world hates me, everything hates me." At least he will be leaving in a few hours. We, the prize crew, are apparently stuck here for a week while the Admiral's handpicked experts go over the ship while there are still a few of the original officers to ask questions of. He talked with them in private, so I don't know what is going to happen to them, but they seemed satisfied, not that I can read Cardassian faces at all.
Kenishi's Log, Supplemental, continued:
Things are looking up. Apparently Admiral coal up the rear end managed to detour Captain Chekov for a week on his way to take command of The Endurance to ride heard on all of us for the next few days. Apparently he has clearances that put even Alex's to shame. I'm not sure what clearances are so high that a stolen warship is a trivial addition, but he served with distinction on the bridge of an Enterprise, so he is good in my books.
Say what you might about Admiral Linderley, and I'll stay silent on that record, he did pick some sharp folk for the initial tech survey. Commander Bazeck told me Captain T'Rinta made him sound like a diplomat when she was working, and he was right, but I've never seen a Vulcan get elbow deep into power conduits so... assertively. Apparently Cardassian weapon systems are not a very logical design. Who would have ever guessed? Glinn Evak agreed, but explained that the design teams of the different modules were compartmentalized for 'security'.
Anyway, enough with the log entries, some warp field academic needs help getting inside the warp coils.
******
Characteristics of Cardassian Warp Drives
Kahurangi, Susan; Th'Zahliss, Talan; Small Berries, John; YaYa, John
As published in the Vulcan Science Academy: Journal of Theoretical and Applied Spacial Dynamics
Introduction:
The recent activity of Cardassian fleets near Federation and allied space, in particular, their extended use of higher energy travel, has resulted in a large amount of new sensor data on their drive field configurations. Using redacted data made available from Starfleet (operational data has been removed prior to our access), we have created a field geometry mapping (section 1). Using this mapping, we have created a model of Cardassian warp drive dynamics (section 2). This model was then used to simulate Cardassian ship maneuver profiles which were then validated against ship maneuvering data from the Federation sensor records (section 3). We present in more detail some novel field geometry structures (section 4), power optimizations (section 5), and coil geometric details (section 6) derived from the Cardassian warp drive model. Finally, we discuss possible design improvements to warp drive designs based on novel Cardassian design elements.
Dear Moms and Dad,
Hello from Aunt Vitalia's living-room com terminal (Aunty, I know you are reading this too **waves**). I bet you are wondering why you are reading this here, and not getting a normal letter. Well, that is the only secure com-console you have inconspicuous regular access to since you all go over there for dinner every month, and I have a favor to ask, and given dad's issues with authority, me asking would be much more likely to work than your older sister doing the same.
Anyway, over the next few months, you are going to see me posting on the networks like I'm on a slow luxury liner from Andor to Gaen for their warp field geometry conference. However, I am not going to be on that ship. A very nice lieutenant who I don't know, but is apparently really good at disguises, will be pretending to be me on the ship. I'm going to be on a fast runabout, going someplace I can't say, to do a job for people who work for Vitalia that I can't talk about, but is really important. The favor is, please play along, the postings will be from me, but, and this is really really important, don't mention how I hate slow warp voyages. Dad! This means you. Mommy, Mother, stop him. This is serious.
Apparently, being checked by security for a decade due to being closely related to the Duranium Lady of Starfleet is good for something, because I apparently am the only person who is expert enough at what they need that they can get there hands on any time soon. No mom, its not some kind of strange weapons system they want me to build. Yes mother, I really am the right person from this, don't worry, its not dangerous, you already have one kid who succeed in running off to Starfleet.
Also, I don't know when I will be able to tell you what I was up to. No hits, no clues, no trying to think of possibilities and seeing if I blush.
All My Love,
Susan Kahurangi
******
Lieutenant Commander Robert Kenichi's Personal Log:
It has been an exhausting few weeks, flying a broken Cardassian ship powered by a strapped on runabout and pretending to be an express freighter with half a dozen Cardassian defectors and a dozen crew-folk off of Enterprise and Sarek, all under the joint command of Anne and Alex, two of my favorite personalities from back at the Academy. It was great.
We just rendezvoused with a few Starfleet Intelligence vessels over a small outpost that I am not supposed to know is the old Vulcan monastery P'Jem. I am also not supposed to know that there are enough sensors on station to track a gnat. Apparently tomorrow we get to brief and Admiral before we get to head home from our 'vacations'.
Kenichi's Log, Supplemental:
Admiral Scott Linderley knows who I am. To quote "You, the guy who abandoned a Tricorder with the Gaini, I was pushing to court-martial you and you wound up in this mess? You don't have the clearances to know about this, none of you have the clearances to know about this. I'm going to have to cover up all of you being gone... The world hates me, everything hates me." At least he will be leaving in a few hours. We, the prize crew, are apparently stuck here for a week while the Admiral's handpicked experts go over the ship while there are still a few of the original officers to ask questions of. He talked with them in private, so I don't know what is going to happen to them, but they seemed satisfied, not that I can read Cardassian faces at all.
Kenishi's Log, Supplemental, continued:
Things are looking up. Apparently Admiral coal up the rear end managed to detour Captain Chekov for a week on his way to take command of The Endurance to ride heard on all of us for the next few days. Apparently he has clearances that put even Alex's to shame. I'm not sure what clearances are so high that a stolen warship is a trivial addition, but he served with distinction on the bridge of an Enterprise, so he is good in my books.
Say what you might about Admiral Linderley, and I'll stay silent on that record, he did pick some sharp folk for the initial tech survey. Commander Bazeck told me Captain T'Rinta made him sound like a diplomat when she was working, and he was right, but I've never seen a Vulcan get elbow deep into power conduits so... assertively. Apparently Cardassian weapon systems are not a very logical design. Who would have ever guessed? Glinn Evak agreed, but explained that the design teams of the different modules were compartmentalized for 'security'.
Anyway, enough with the log entries, some warp field academic needs help getting inside the warp coils.
******
Characteristics of Cardassian Warp Drives
Kahurangi, Susan; Th'Zahliss, Talan; Small Berries, John; YaYa, John
As published in the Vulcan Science Academy: Journal of Theoretical and Applied Spacial Dynamics
Introduction:
The recent activity of Cardassian fleets near Federation and allied space, in particular, their extended use of higher energy travel, has resulted in a large amount of new sensor data on their drive field configurations. Using redacted data made available from Starfleet (operational data has been removed prior to our access), we have created a field geometry mapping (section 1). Using this mapping, we have created a model of Cardassian warp drive dynamics (section 2). This model was then used to simulate Cardassian ship maneuver profiles which were then validated against ship maneuvering data from the Federation sensor records (section 3). We present in more detail some novel field geometry structures (section 4), power optimizations (section 5), and coil geometric details (section 6) derived from the Cardassian warp drive model. Finally, we discuss possible design improvements to warp drive designs based on novel Cardassian design elements.
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