Posted by Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner (Chief Sec/Tac Officer) in [DD] - Arrival - Bridge

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Posted by Captain Aiden Voss (Commanding Officer) in [DD] - Arrival - Bridge
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“Err… Sir…”, said the Ensign at the helm. “I don’t think there is a need to track that vessel,” he continued, as the view screen showed the unknown vessel bank away from where the Ferengi ship used to be, and start to pursue the Memorial.”

GM

“Change course and increase our warp factor by one tenth, let us see if its pure coincidence,” Aiden ordered stroking his chin thoughtfully, perhaps it was the Ferengi themselves. “Ask security to bring whichever Ferengi claims to be the leader to the bridge immediately. Perhaps they may have some clues as to who these are.”

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

The Ensign shook his head. “They’ve changed course… and increased speed… expected time to intercept is 10 minutes.”

At that moment, the turbolift opened and Frax, along with McCleary and Bragason, stepped out on to the bridge.

GM

Aiden’s voice rang with urgency as he snapped out his orders. “Send a priority one message to Starfleet—inform them of our situation immediately. Red Alert! Increase speed to one-tenth off emergency warp. Notify Engineering that I need warp efficiency optimised, and prepare for emergency speeds. Science, begin scanning for any advantage—planets, gas clouds, subspace eddies, anything. Find it!”

He turned to face the chief intelligence officer, flanked by the Ferengi and Bragason. His gaze was steady, but his tone was formal. “So, this is our guest. Welcome aboard the USS Memorial. I am Captain Voss.”

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

Tyr stood just behind the Ferengi to his left, his stance outwardly casual. He stood where his holstered sidearm was further away and could easily be drawn with his left if necessary.

Ensign Tyr - Sec

“Captain, this is Frax, the sole occupant of the freighter. He was guarding a single object, a metallic cube of unknown origin. It’s in a stasis field and under guard right now.”

Lieutenant Saxon McCleary
Chief Intelligence Office USS Memorial

Aiden nodded his thanks to Saxon, appreciating the succinct update. “Thank you, Lieutenant.”

He then turned his full attention to the Ferengi, narrowing his gaze slightly as he studied the diminutive figure. “Frax,” Aiden began, his tone calm but probing, “this unknown vessel that made your freighter vanish—could they be the rightful owners of the metal cube you were transporting? And more importantly, did you or your associates acquire it through… less than legal means?”

The bridge was silent as Aiden waited for Frax’s response, the tension in the air palpable. Every word, every gesture, would matter now as the truth behind the mysterious disappearance began to unravel.

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

“All salvage is legal,” the Ferengi said, in frustration. “Just because you hewmons insist in awarding those who are negligent in losing such treasures, doesn’t mean the rest of the galaxy does.” he continued.

“We found it on a ship, that was abandoned.” he snarled. “And then we were attacked by the droidlings!”

GM

“And as is common someone has come to reclaim what is rightfully theirs.” Aiden considered for a moment. “Do you know anything about the device in which you took? Could it be that they want it back?” He asked both the ferengi and anyone who may have a suggestion.

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

“We never took it from them, it was from the other ship?” the Ferengi said through clenched teeth.

“Sir!” the Ensign at the helm shouted out. “I can’t seem to outrun them. Every time we increase speed, they meet it and then some. They’re now only 3 minutes away.”

“There is a nebula, approximately 4 minutes to port… we can probably make it if we increase speed further.” replied the ops officer.

GM

Jack looked to his console and confirmed the officers calculations. “Sir, I concur with the ops’o we would make cover, or we try to make contact again. They will however, be caught up with us and we’ll have too confront them.” he noted. “Sir I would like reenforce security around key area’s of the ship just incase.” he asked

Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner
Chief of Security / Tactical Officer

Sifeda stepped onto the bridge, her eyes immediately scanning the room. She moved quickly her chair beside the Captain.
Her processed bits and pieces of the conversation happening around her. The Ferengi’s protest, the helm officer’s shout, the ops officer’s suggestion, all pieces of a puzzle she was trying to fit together.
She focused on her console, the tactical display, the ship’s trajectory. The nebula was close, but so was the pursuing ship. Sifeda calculated the odds, weighing the risk of heading into the nebula against the certainty of being caught if they stayed on their current course.
“Captain,” Sifeda said, her voice steady despite the urgency in her thoughts. “I believe we can make it to the nebula, but it’s going to be tight. I suggest we divert power from non-essential systems to the engines. It’ll give us the boost we need to make it in time.”

Commander Itri
(Executive Officer)