Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clinton Reed (Chief Operations Officer) in pre-sim - Unexpected Assignment - Shuttle Athena

Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Counselor) in pre-sim - Unexpected Assignment - Shuttle Athena

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clinton Reed (Chief Operations Officer) in pre-sim - Unexpected Assignment - Shuttle Athena
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She’d spent several days with T’Jal and Jake. Then she had gathered her gear and got back in her shuttle and headed out to meet the Dresden. One day out, she got notice that the Dresden was shipped out early. She’d have to meet up with them on their way rather than the star-base. She adjusted her course and a day later she came Maverick class warship. She didn’t care what anyone said. Dresden was a warship. =^=Shuttle Athena to USS Dresden. Requesting permission to dock in the shuttle bay. This is Lt. Bethany Gadi, the new ship’s CNS.=^= along with the hail she transmitted her orders and identification codes.
Lt. Gadi, CNS

-=^= Dresden Coms acknowledged, Shuttle Athena standby for Dresden control
=^=

The Dresden’s flight control officer came online with just a slight delay.
=^= Shuttle Athena this is Dresden control, be advised we have CAP deployed. Come to heading 314 for shuttle bay two. Do you need assisted recovery?=^=

=^=Acknowledged Dresden, coming about to 314. I appreciate the offer, but assisted recovery is not needed.=^= There is a hint of laughter to the pilot’s answer.

The Dresden hung in the dark lite buy only her running lights and the glow of her nacelles.
As the shuttle came about to match course a fighter slid into view for visual identification as her wing slid in high and to the rear. Satisfied they accelerated away.

Bethany got her first good look of Dresden as she hung almost suspended in space. As the fighters moved around her shuttle, close enough to actually see their faces, she passed a cheeky salute to them.

=^= Standby to give us access to your systems-=^= the unsaid warning, they had no intention of dropping their shields during the landing operations.

Bethany keyed in the clearance code that would allow Athena to be auto piloted into the shuttle bay. Her Intel commander had given her a trick to stop the flight control deck from bringing her in manually, just for fun he had said. But she’d already looked at the crew manifest and she had no intention of setting of the powder keg that was this crew had the potential of becoming. There was plenty of time for that later. Bethany chuckled and threaded her fingers behind her head and leaned back in the pilot’s seat seemingly undisturbed by the fighter escort and lack of control of her own personal shuttle.

Threading the turbulence created buy the impulse drives was always a tense moment, but honestly it was more hype than reality. As the shuttle bay doors begins to open their is a bump and a low vibration the Athena slips threw the Dresden’s shields and then into the waiting bay.

Bethany rolled her eyes, really they could have done that more smoothly. She assumed it was for her benefit. First impressions and all that.

As the shuttle settles into the indicated landing zone suited crew come out from their protected revetments to secure the shuttle, then later they will move her to the elevators and on to her berth.

=^= welcome to the Dresden, Athena. Control out.=^=

=^=Thank you, Control. Athena out.=^= Bethany waited for the shuttle to settle into the designated spot and then she began the power down sequence. Once powered down and her ‘security’ system set, she stood picked up her bag and the all important iso chip with her orders. She saw the crew begin to swarm her and Athena and she chuckled. She stepped to the back of the shuttle, and using her palm print she opened the door. It hissed and release of pressurized air released as the cargo hatch raised. She looked around for the head of the crew and beckoned him over. “You’re in charge of moving her to her berth?”

The crewman snorted, “Yes ma’am. We’ll take care of her, not a scratch, the crew is very good at what they do.” He’d obviously given the ‘speech’ to many a protective pilot and was weary of it.

Bethany chuckled, “Crewman take a good look at her. There are so many scratches, I wouldn’t notice a new one. I want to make sure her security system doesn’t zap you into a visit to sickbay. Watch your hands and don’t touch the hull till we get the biometrics set.” The crewman rolled his eyes, perfectly sure that it wouldn’t happen. To call the Lt.’s bluff he laid a palm against the hull as he casually leaned against the entrance. Bethany shook her head, always with the disbelief, ....AND.....the sizzle of an electric zap was heard and a moment later the crewman yelped. It would have been worse if her hand wasn’t still on the biometric interface inside. She simply raised a brow and waited. With a rueful shake of his head the crewman entered the shuttle. It took two quick minutes and Bethany had the crewman’s biometrics registered to the Athena. “Have a good day.” She laughed as she stepped off of her shuttle.

Stores watched the landing operation from the airlock with the security officer who would be verifying the new counselor’s ID, thus clearing the way for the Dresden to recognize her as crew. Pulling his tunic front down he turned to the officer beside him “Do I have this thing on right?”

Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo

Bethany’s observation skills identified Reed and the security officer waiting for her. Even from the distance she picked up the words and gave him an once over inspection as she walked over, “Looks like it’s on right to me, Lt.” She passed the iso chip the security officer and held her hand out to the Lt. “Lt. Bethany Gadi reporting as ordered.” The security officer would pauses showing her orders to Reed, new ship’s CNS, from the counseling office of Star Fleet Intelligence.
Lt. Gadi, CNS

The newly minted lieutenant junior grade looked decidedly uncomfortable in his uniform. “Stores, Er Reed M’am.” The middle aged man shook her hand, his uniform didn’t look quite right, after a moment it was the brown under tunic instead of the expected Operations gold.
Under the three day stubble it was clear that his face and hands had been extensively regenerated. “Welcome to the Dresden.”

Clinton”Stores”Reed,Supercargo

Bethany nodded and taking in the stiff body language, the odd under tunic color and the feelings the man was exuding, “New promotion, Lt?” She took in the stubble and the regeneration. The man had been through the ringer. “Thank you, Lt. I’m excited to be here. Now, at the risk of being rude, where can I stow my gear? I’ve got senior officers to go annoy.”
Lt. Gadi, CNS

Stores extends a PPAD, “The promotion was certainly a surprise, but the uniform is giving me fits.” At that his face lit up with a grin. “If you sign here, the PPAD has your berth assignment and some possibly useful information on it. That includes medical and command staff’s published schedules. If you need anything else m’am let me or any one in a Operations know and I will what I can do.

Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo

Bethany signed quickly. “Well it might be giving you problems, but it does seem to fit.” The iso chip she gave the security officer was already uploading her orders, service record, and access codes and biometrics to the ship’s systems. “Anything else? Not that I can think of at the moment,” she said with a mischievous hint to her voice, “but I’ll certainly hold you to that, Lt.” She winks, grabs her bag, and heads out. “Have good day, Lt.” And then she turns with a sigh to the deck crew as someone else gets shocked trying to prove the security system on her shuttle didn’t work. She sighed and thought about turning it off, but she shook her head and left. They’d figure it out.
Lt. Gadi, CNS