Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Main Sim: Docking and Talking

Posted by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (GMT) in Main Sim: Docking and Talking
The Dresden was floating in space outside the alien vessel. Thrusters kept the ship locked in position as the umbilical docking array slowly accordioned it’s way across the chasm of empty space between the two ships. After a few minutes, it reached the triangular hatch in the alien ship and the modified docking clamps locked the two ships together. Sensors indicated a solid fit… the work the two Ensigns had done was spot on. As the green lights filled the passage between ships indicating the atmosphere was in place and safe; the hatch on the other side slowly spiraled open from the center and an orangish-yellow light could be seen inside.

GMT

Forgrave’s eyes narrowed instinctively against the light, and he adjusted his stance to be slightly perpendicular to the hatch; ready to fight or run as required. With nothing immediately forthcoming; he glanced at his fellows, both gauging their reactions and looking for input or comment.

-Forgrave, CoS

OOC: Cross posting
IC:

As she walked with large strides away from the Bridge, she tapped her commbadge. =/\= Holloway to Gadi and Janvier. I need you both at the docking port to greet our guests. =/\=

Bethany looked up from her desk, where she was acting as a press secretary for the ship at the moment, before tapping her combadge =^=On my way captain.=^= She scooped Luna up and placed her in her cage, she had plenty of food and water and would be safe there. She exited her office and headed toward the docking port. She arrived and took note of the security and eyed Forgrave. She didn’t walk up to him, but rather stayed out of the way of the security team. Yes Bethany was intel, but she wasn’t that kind of intel officer. She had basic hand to hand training, more than a normal Star Fleet officer, and risk assessment, and could identify several plans of egress if needed, but her specialty, if it could be called that, was observing people and behaviors. She wasn’t really sure what was going on, and she had no intention of making the fatal error of being in the way. She nodded to Forgrave, hoping for some indication of why they were all there. Other than the obvious - they were docked with someone and they were on the other side of the hatch.
Lt Gadi, CNS