No, Star Fleet does not allow accidents like that to happen to anyone above the rank of Ensign.
But what we could do, is have her negotiate a terribly important dialog with a group of what the captain believes are a Silicon based life. Probably. They… um, are subject to both a… slow metabalism, and a temporal… reversion… yeah. They take weeks… or even years. Yeah years to say a single word, but do to a… temporal… quantum… entanglement. Yeah, Temporal Quantum Entanglements… Because of that, the Bauldarians need to hear a response the second they stop speaking. And if they don’t get one, the diolog will fail and then where will we be? Right. So yeah, our diplomat needs to stay on the planet within the circle of the Bauldarian council. She can have a shuttle craft to act as a diplomatic living space… but we need to replace the engine with… um, a backup life support system, sure.
Oh, yeah, and the comms on that shuttle, don’t function… due to… ions.
Now, the later inquest might show that there was a convent error in the life detection of the Bauldarians, and some of the supposed qualities that the captain laid out, might not have any basis in truth, and that the bauldarians were, in fact, just a rough circle of stones from an ancient meteor impact on a lifeless moon in an unfashionable corner of the Beta Quadrant. One whose name and location were flagged with a warning, and had a warning beacon orbiting the planet left by this very vessel, transmitting this quote in every federation known language;
“Class D Hostile Godlike being. Cannot leave surface without aid. Do not believe any message from the surface, Do not land or transport to the surface”
No, Star Fleet does not allow accidents like that to happen to anyone above the rank of Ensign.
But what we could do, is have her negotiate a terribly important dialog with a group of what the captain believes are a Silicon based life. Probably. They… um, are subject to both a… slow metabalism, and a temporal… reversion… yeah. They take weeks… or even years. Yeah years to say a single word, but do to a… temporal… quantum… entanglement. Yeah, Temporal Quantum Entanglements… Because of that, the Bauldarians need to hear a response the second they stop speaking. And if they don’t get one, the diolog will fail and then where will we be? Right. So yeah, our diplomat needs to stay on the planet within the circle of the Bauldarian council. She can have a shuttle craft to act as a diplomatic living space… but we need to replace the engine with… um, a backup life support system, sure.
Oh, yeah, and the comms on that shuttle, don’t function… due to… ions.
The delegates:
I’d never subject such beings to said diplomat.
Now, the later inquest might show that there was a convent error in the life detection of the Bauldarians, and some of the supposed qualities that the captain laid out, might not have any basis in truth, and that the bauldarians were, in fact, just a rough circle of stones from an ancient meteor impact on a lifeless moon in an unfashionable corner of the Beta Quadrant. One whose name and location were flagged with a warning, and had a warning beacon orbiting the planet left by this very vessel, transmitting this quote in every federation known language;
“Class D Hostile Godlike being. Cannot leave surface without aid. Do not believe any message from the surface, Do not land or transport to the surface”