MD #158: Power to Weight Ratio
Power to Weight Ratio
Summary: An engineer and two deckies talk portable communications
Date: 14/Sep/2017 (OOC Date)
Related Logs: None
Toby Terrence Henry 
Hangar Bay - Deck 3 - Battlestar Orion
Each hangar deck is divided into five one-hundred yard sections, each divided from the others by massive blast doors that close vertically from the floor and overhead. Each hangar section houses all of the Vipers, Raptors, and Predators that the wing operates as well as the vital work areas to support and maintain these fighting platforms. Each bay is large enough to accommodate one of these frames and still get heavy work done, though the fore- and aft-most sections are dedicated to overhauls and major work to be done. The bays along the center section are located across from launch tubes and elevators in order to provide scramble and Alert-Five capabilities. The second-to-aft bay provides major elevator and transport access to the starboard bay as well as the major manufacturing facility. Above each bay and within are a trio of small red firefighting balls that will explode on too much heat being exposed. Due to the nature of the work, the hangar decks are major hubs of activity at all hours of the day and all but four hours overnight.
13/Mar/2049 (IC Date)

With a load of the deckies being involved in the operation tomorrow the hangerbay is a hive of activity as everything is checked and double checked. They're mostly on top of the bird maintence, and all the ones scheduled for action have been worked on intensively, but for everyone else it's lists. Checklists, gear lists, inventry lists, you name it, there's a list. The one currently in Toby's hands is comms gear. What are they taking, is it all set aside, has someone double checked the tuning, do they have enough spare batteries. It's not his area of expertese, but since his name has been pencilled in to go he's making damn sure it's done right.

On bird duty is Terrence Yates. The Deck crewman is dressed in his customary bright orange jumpsuit, and he holds a checklist in his hand as he moves around one of the Vipers, checking and then rechecking the list of the ship's systems, trying to make sure that the viper is as ready as it can be for action. Finally checking off the last box on the list for the second time, Yates backs away from the bird with a weary sort of sigh and run of his hand through his hair, bringing him more or less within Toby's path. He glances that way before offering the man a smirk and saying, "Good showing on the mats the other day, even if it did take a bad spin at the end."

On 'getting shit done elsewhere' duty is the new Chief of Engineering. Major Henry Lamsburg brushes off his duty uniform as he steps through the hatch into the bay proper, his eyes going over the various strike craft briefly as he starts to head over to the two Deck personnel.

"Thanks," Toby replies as he checks the charge on a box of batteries, "she's didn't get a great start, but was coming back into it before she copped that one. Nasty accident, just glad the Doc was there." He doesn't seem to want ot dwell on hospitalising Randy though, so moves on quickly, "heard you were about to try your luck with Ynyr. How was that going? He's pretty good." Any further dicussion of fighting marines is stopped though as he spts Henry's approach. "Major," he greets, stopping what he's doing briefly, "what can we do for the stokers?"

Terrence nods his head with a half grin as he says, "Yeah, I was going to give him a try. Not that I could have likely done much with him. He has a lot of experience on me. I got in a pretty good first hit, though." As Toby's attention shifts toward Henry, Yates' eyes do as well and he offers the man a nod, content to let Toby do the talking.

"Stokers? I haven't been up here much with our projects, but that's a new one to me." Henry states as he gets within earshot of the two. "I was actually hoping to check on some parts inventories, crewman. We're moving on to a laser comms backpack, since we haven't found a viable satellite for refit." Henry gives a look around. "Also looking to check something on the comm truck I built. Do they keep that in here?"

Toby blinks ocne at the Major's reply, as if trying to work out if he officer is joking or not, then seems to come to the conclusion that he isn't so explains. "Stokers, engineers. Deck are knuckledraggers, marines are jarheads, engineers are stokers. Dates back to surface navies or something, can't remember as I wasn't really listening at the time." With the clariffied he gives Terrance a grin as he mentions getting a hit in on Lleufer, then get sback to business. "Check any inventories you want Major," he replies, offering over his tablet for Henry to do just that if he do wishes, "or we can show you the stores if you need to physically check anything. Can't say I know precisely where the truck is, but I guess they keep it with the marine LAVs? If so I can show you where those are too. They're the only gorund vehicles I'm aware of onboard."

Terrence stowes his own checklist in his gear belt before crossing his arms over his chest loosely. "Laser comms backpack?" Yates repeats, head tilting a touch to the side. "That's an interesting idea."

"Oh. Right, the nicknames. Never did care much for those." Still hard to know if he's being serious or not. When the tablet is offered though, he simply takes it with a nod. "We've built a comms truck with a high output laser, and we've refitted the orion with a laser lens system to be able to process the information. Now we're working on a man portable version of the truck for marine teams, and will eventually be working on a proxy satellite for reception as well." Henry offers.

While laser aren't quite as complex as the Arpay's quantum technology, they're still not really in Toby's comfortzone, so he glances briefly to Terrance to see if he fellow Crewman has a greater understanding. "Sounds useful, are we planning on taking the truck tomorrow?" He hasn't seen it on any of the lists he's been showen, but then he hardly sees them all.

Yates listens closely, nodding his head before he says, "Well, if you need an extra hand, let me know. That sounds like interesting work. What are the weight differences between the standard comm pack and your new laser outfitted pack?"

"This comm backpack is going to be much different and specialized. It needs to be able to handle a lot more power in a burst laser." Henry goes over the tablet some more. "This is a long term project on the Engineering side." Yates gets a brief look, "I won't turn away the help, if you're interested. This was originally meant to give us communication capability on Calumet, but I'm sure there are other uses."

Toby not knowing specifics for lazers, but knowing a bit about batteries Toby offers, "I guess one of the main facotrs will be keeping it light enough to be man-portable?" The term backpack implies thats the aim at least. "You should get in there Yates, sounds like somthing you can get your teeth into." The mention of Calumet gets a brief nod, "if what they say about the Skath tech used is correct, then I suspect it'll be useful on any other such planets we encounter."

Yates nods alongside Toby, his eyes not leaving Henry as he considers. "The power to weight ratio would be the issue, I would think. I suppose the greater the power of the laser, the more power it requires to generate. Have you found any issues as of yet with outside sources being able to intercept messages through this method of communication?"

"What *do* they say about Skath tech? I've yet to hear about any salvaged Skath technology." Henry then looks to Yates, "Lasers are almost impossible to intercept. The real problem would be the radio encryption, and as you said, the power to weight ratio. For this backpack to work, we need to make the laser assembly, power plant, and batteries small enough to be man portable. The comms truck is a good standard version."

"EMP of some sort from what I've heard," Toby replies,"to knock out everyone else's tech and punt them back to horse and carts? Kinda like what the Cylons did to Libran, although I guess without the massive satellite array." He's not had any first hand experience though, and does not hide that from his tone. He frowns faintly as he thinks, then nods once, "you know Major, I don't think I've heard of any salvaged either. Odd. We could ghenerally grab canner gear if we needed to, or the basic stuff at least. Maybe ask the marines if they can keep their eyes out? I mean, we can look at the market we're supposed to visit on Aerlion, but I doubt much would be circulating amonsgt the populace."

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