Posted by Captain Tralla Sh’Zoarhi (Captain) in Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (Gamemaster) in Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (Gamemaster) in Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)
NE Dopey sat bored at his station as usual. With the command staff tied up in a briefing, he took a quick look around and quickly pulled up his ongoing game of online poker on his console. He was on a hot streak and he didn’t want to wait until after his shift to cash in. As the next hand was dealt, Dopey was vaguely aware of a notification on his console but with two aces in his hand, nothing was going to distract him. He held his breath as the first card of the river was dealt, he couldn’t believe it, another ace! Sitting on the edge of his seat, he ignored a second chime from his console, his pulse quickening with excitement. Before he got the chance to see the next card, he became aware of a presence behind him. Gulping nervously he slowly turned to face NLt Hardcase who was glaring down at him. Hardcase grabbed Dopey’s arm roughly and yanked him out of his seat, thrusting him towards the turbolift. “You’re dismissed Ensign…and on report…” he said bluntly as he took Dopey’s seat and tapped the thus far ignored notification before rolling his eyes at his subordinate’s complete lack of professionalism.

=^= Lt Hardcase to Captain Sh’Zoarhi, we are approaching Kabrel II ma’am. =^= he reported as Dopey ran into the turbolift in tears, contemplating his somewhat uncertain future in star-fleet.

Mother Hen (GM)

Whilst waiting for a reply, Hardcase noticed an incoming transmission.

“Captain? We have an incoming message from the research station.” He added as he tutted and wiped NE Dopey’s biscuit crumbs off the edge of the seat.

Mother Hen (GM)

=^=”Sorry Lieutenant we will be right there”=^= came the captains voice came it would be a few moments later when she arrived out of the briefing room “Report what do we have going on” She ordered taking her seat again

Tralla

Lt Hardcase turned to face the Captain. “Commander Nalor has contacted us twice already…” he started as the console bleeped again, “…make that three times ma’am, incoming transmission.” He added. Clearly this Commander was feeling out of her depth.

Mother Hen (GM)