Posted by Gamemaster GM (GM) in Shuttling to the Bonnie

Posted by Lieutenant Rachel Grey (CMO) in Shuttling to the Bonnie

Posted by Gamemaster GM (GM) in Shuttling to the Bonnie
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The ‘delegates’ moved into the fleet pod. They had different reactions to it, though they were silent for the most part. Dal’s group were wide eyed at the surfaces and, while it was not exactly roomy there with them, it looked so much newer and advanced than anything that they had. The others, Naro Kis, put on an air of gruff indifference, though even his eyes could be seen to look impressed.

They took their seats and, though tight, had an air of wonder at what they might see next.

Baumann took the pilot’s seat and powered up the pod.Activating the comms, he said [O] Baumann to Bonaventure. Delegates are settled and we are en route. Respectfully request Captain Bovar and Chief Science Officer’s presence upon arrival. Please have Marine delegation ready to assist Sphere City shuttle and it’s occupants. [O] he said and then maneuvered the pod towards the exit.

Meanwhile, the other shuttle, Naro Kis’ from Sphere City was the shuttle for most of the crew left. It, on the other hand, was a different story. It looked like they were inside a hive where the shell of the shuttle was a dull grey metal, patched here and there. A central spine looked to almost sprout seating that went in a 360 circle along the spine, holding approximately 6 seats in that circle. They were interspersed with stations that were surrounded by consoles, levers and more, with the operators there wearing a kind of flight helmet and ribbed suit. In the far forward space was what looked to be the pilot area where the spine split into three ribs that were attached to the hull. In those three were settled seats, two of which had the cluttered patchwork consoles while the third looked to be the pilots. The seats were old and had seen much repair and work and refurbishment. The air had a stale taste that was part machine oil and centuries of people being jammed in there.

Wookiee
OOC: You can post your impressions and such and then will take us to approach the Bonnie.

Baumann, XO

As Baumann chimed in, she smiled. Answering his comm, she then nodded to Allison. [O] Copy that, Baumann. We’ll be there. And we’ll see that the rest are taken care of. [O]

Ari
CO

When Naomi entered the shuttle, her eyes widened a bit. Her surprise wasn’t at how different it was, but rather how… patched it appeared. The metal of different varieties was easy to spot during her path into the shuttle itself. This knowledge made her uncomfortable as she found a seat. She made sure to take one closest to the spine. It was logical that it was the strongest structure within the ship based on the fact it held everyone’s seat to the inside. She also avoided sitting near any patched sections if she could help it.

–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci.

The structural integrity of this shuttle was not as defined as on the Bonaventure and they physically felt the acceleration as the transport pulled away from Dal’s home sphere with a hiss of mechanical separation. It was also not as quiet as the engines behind them fired. Soon the air became more close as the ship heated the air to the point of the edge of discomfort. Every course change they felt as though the pilot were driving a ground vehicle than a space shuttle.

Soon, however, there was some sounds of excitement of sorts from the bow as the ship made an approach to the Bonaventure - much pointing and discernible talking from the ‘bridge’ area.
- Wookiee

Rachel looked across the shuttle in frank amusement. The fact that these beings would fly in such junk was very interesting. Upon departure, her interest only grew as she started to laugh maniacally as she felt the G’s pull her back, it took her back to her day’s training with the Imperial Guard. With each turn and twist she squeeled in delight quite opposite the members of the party feeling the expected discomfort.

Dr. Grey - CMO

OOC: Love it! .. gene

When the shuttle took off, Naomi’s body tensed. She clenched the straps securing her in place while the sounds increased her anxiety. Her teeth bit her lips, preventing her from screaming her head off. When she heard the CMO’s crazy laughter, her eyes forced themselves open and she shot the woman a look. One that hollered disbelief at her enjoyment.

The woman was bonkers, Naomi thought.

–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci.