Posted by Commander Heather Grace (Executive Officer/Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Vice Admiral CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge
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The snarky Captain from the 1st ship they had just talked too soon replied on audio. =/\= Off course? Not sure what you’re talking about Sojourner, we got no cargo run at present just spending some time with R&R here. Before and after that we go were the cargo missions take us, had nothing filed though with Earth for about 9 months though.=/\= he said. This time Conlon in focusing on background noise could pick up someone maybe a woman saying, “Frank! They have to know what’s’ going on, we can’t let them leak this back to Earth! We and Mr Morgan’s company would be ruined!

GM CockRoach

While this was happening Green affixed the communicator to the console close to where the tactical officer sat. Turning it on with a chirp he set the channel to 387.3 and saw on the small display that the connection was green, signal strong and the slash indicating encrypted.

=^= Green to Serinde. Comms check. =^=

=^= Serinde here. Loud and clear Lt. =^= There was some background speaking then =^= Confirmed all good with the armory people, sir. =^=

=^= Have them stand by and you remain there. There might be come trouble. =^=

There was a slightly longer pause. =^= Yes, Lt =^= she said. Was there an undertone of her wanting to be somewhere else? Hmmm. He would have to chat with her on that. A report might be needed with this as Serinde has not worked quite to his expectations.

To the tactical officer Green said, “You are likely aware but will remind you that the auto transfer of tactical data from the bridge to the armory firing control is down thanks to the creature’s attack earlier. When the commands are spoken through here .. ” he tapped the open communicator .. “they will target from there. You’re their information source for targeting information.” He clapped the officer on the shoulder before moving to his console.

• Green, NL Eng

Aiden quietly saved the recording of their background conversation, looking over to the captain for how to proceed with the conversation.

Ensign Aiden Conlon Linguist/Comms Officer

Helena kept the ship still, but she watched the cargo ships with an eye for movement and tactical know-how. They were much slower and less maneuverable. They were made to withstand hauling heavy loads, not for combat. The Sojourner wasn’t a combat vessel, but it was much more maneuverable than a cargo ship, and she would enjoy getting to find out exactly how the ship responded to the controls. However, that was unlikely. Renault had a reputation for diffusing tense situations without a punch thrown. Helena much preferred it that way. She could test out the maneuverability of the ship in an asteroid field later.

Lt. Laursen, Helm/Navigation Officer

Green looked down at the engineering display for the sixth time it seemed to ensure all was green. Engineering was fully manned. Serinde was in the armory. He was here. Where was the Chief? She should have been here by now. Inwardly he was fine. This was not an engagement with unknown aliens. These were Earthers and cargo haulers at that. But the message had implied a possible threat. What it might be from them he couldn’t easily guess unless they had hidden launchers. But they sounded desperate there and desperate people did stupid things.

=^= Green to Engineering. Dispatch and position fire and damage control teams 1 and 2 to decks D and F. Assign a third damage control for E deck to use if needed there or elsewhere on desks A through C. Be alert. =^= That would take 6 of the team out to designated spaces and another 3 on stand by if things get problematic. That still left enough of them to handle what came up for engineering needs. He would let Gagarin pick his team for that and Green would look at that later and advise him. As much as the lanky pale lad was all arms and legs and eagerness Reggie felt a certain liking toward him. He’d had a rough time of it but he’d gotten here and he could be destined to good things when he settled down.

=^= Gagarin here. Teams away. We are prepared for anything here. =^= Everything. Really. But he couldn’t fault confidence. Everything was something that he could say when proper orders were given in any circumstance. Technically possible. In reality it was best one could do.

• NL Green, Eng

Heather looked through the information they had received so far on her console. This was the Captain’s play, and as he had made clear, it wasn’t her spot to question it in public, so she was willing to sit back and see what he did.

Rolling the chair all the way towards the end of her console, she leaned in towards Conlon, and dropped her voice to a whisper.

“Are you picking up any conversations in the background?”

Cmdr. Grace - XO / CSO

“Yes, ma’am,” Aiden whispered back, rolling towards her, “I took the liberty of recording it. Someone, I believe a woman, said ‘Frank! They have to know what’s going on, we can’t let them leak this back to Earth! We and Mr Morgan’s company would be ruined!’ I would suggest we act before they do in desperation.”

Heather nodded as she took in what he had heard.

Just as Heather continued to listen she caught another soft reply in the background filter, that of the 1st cargo ship’s CO ‘Frank’. =/\= Will you indecipherable, Susan! They can’t possibly know, Fleeter sensors aint much better then what we hard working real Earther’s got, plus our indecipherable on the planet will mask anything down there. We’re all making a killing on these slaving runs, coupled with our usual runs! Morgan’s company will cover our indecipherable, if these Fleeters get too nosey we got the *indecipherable* as back up plus us all here together, they won’t stand a chance. Now get back to your station! =/\=

Odina walked onto the bridge, she was in her uniform though her usual braid was twisted up into a bun, there was streak of ash across her left cheek, “Sorry for the delay thanks for holding the fort Green,” she had a collection of parts in a container in her hands. “For just in case we need a back up for the current set up that you and El have gotten together.” she said with a wry grin.

Odina Marshell, CEO

Green breathed a sigh of relief while at the same time wondering what had taken her. HIs eyes flickered from the odd parts to the ash on her cheek and back again. As though remembering himself he stood straight and stepped aside so she could take the engineering station. “Very good, Lt,” he said then said in a lower voice so to not disturb the communication about them. “I’ve called a general quarters for the engineering staff. All hands are on deck. Damage and fire control teams are moving into place. Full shift staff in engineering. Serinde is in the armory in case there is an issue with these comms, and EPS Alpha 9 power distribution optimization program is prepared to be implemented,” he said gesturing to the communicator taped to the tactical console, then gestured to the Captain. “The freighters are nervous. I called GQ just in case and, to be honest Lt, I thought it a good drill for them if it comes to naught and prepared if needed.” He paused to think about whether it was all covered and believed it was so.

Odina nodded listening to his detailed and quick report of what he had been up to while she was searching for more parts.

After another pause, and no further replies from the Sojourner yet coming, Frank spoke more openly, =/\= Hey you Fleeter’s still on this line? Getting alot of dead air in response from you all! =/\= He said.

He paused, “Ensign Gagarin is holding fort in engineering. With your permission I will go and relieve him and inspect his orders. As well, I thought I may detail him to any active damage control team to give him experience if that should arise.” He let out a breath. “Any further orders, Ma’am?” His British accent seemed to flow just as easily, perhaps a bit more comfortably with ma’am than Lt.

He glanced to the view-screen. Being here was exciting and, if the chief weren’t aboard he may have found himself acting differently. As it was he was mixed between having had some butterflies with the thought of being here and relieved that he wasn’t chiefly responsible for decisions. It was a feeling that he needed to work through given his tenure and sense that he was on the list for Chief Engineer, though didn’t know how far down he was on that list at all. With the plethora of ships out there now and increasing that that would come up - but would he choose or decline? His family pride would hint toward a ship of the line such as this rather than a small operating vessel. He would have to see when and if it happened.

• Green, NL Eng

Ensign Aiden Conlon Linguist/Comms Officer

Odina smiled softly, keeping her voice low as she replied to Green’s question, “Well if you want to stay here get more bridge time? I am more than happy to give Gagarin his relief from engineering, to have him give aid to damage control or we could send him to help Serinde in the armory as back up?”

Odina Marshell, CEO

Green shifted his bulk and tugged in thought at his shovel like beard. Glancing at the main viewer for some heartbeats he looked back at Odina. “Thank you, ma’am,” he began and lowered his own voice, “But with all due respect, chief, you should be visible here at this time.” He glanced about to the other command staff on the bridge and smiled. “It is the bane of being the lead. I have done my time here and you need to have presence among your peers. I’ll inspect the team and give Gagarin the lead in this. Serinde ..” he sighed as he said the name. “Is best where she is.” By the tone of his voice he didn’t think too much of her. “The armory people are probably chafing at having even her there looking over their shoulders.”

• Green, NL Eng
  

“Give Serinde a chance Green, she’s got a good head on her shoulders she just needs a chance to gain more confidence.” she said keeping her voice down since she didn’t want to interrupt the open com line to the cargo vessel. “When time allows you and I should compare notes on the teams in relaxed terms.” she added keeping her voice soft, before she moved to let Green pass her and exit the bridge.

Heather gestured towards Conlon to mute the transmission.

“Captain?”

Cmdr. Grace - XO / CSO

GM CockRoach

OOC: sorry sweat_smile

IC:

Marceau’s frown deepened. “We’re not letting this ship go anywhere.” He said when he wa sure the transmission was muted. “Conlon, Grace, go through the transmissions, see what the interference is. Look for anything else we might’ve missed. Also, Ensign Conlon, put me back through. I intend to ask exactly what they think they are doing with those locals.” They’d heard the ship crew say “slave runs” but he wanted to make them say it themselves.

~ Capt Renault

OOC: As a reminder the interference they speak of is the problems you had on the planet earlier in the sim as well as interference of scans in orbit here (and as probes showed later again earlier in the sim) near the other smaller planet by the sun in the system

GM CockRoach

“I’m assuming that they are referring to the interference that Lt Locke was able to help clear up for us recently. But we can review the comms again just in case.”

Pushing herself back over to the middle of the science console, Heather pulled up the earlier transmissions to see if there was another other references to interference in the logs.

Cmdr. Grace - XO / CSO

Odina was looking over the temporary repairs Green had set up and nodded to herself. As she settled in to be ready to offer any help, or make quick fixes if needed. She hadn’t really looked around the bridge much before there were several differences she noticed from the Journeyman’s bridge but she kept her opinions to herself on what she was seeing, she knew there were still repairs that needed to be completed but they had more pressing matters at the moment in time.

Ltjg Marshell
Chief Engineering officer