Posted by Ensign Wiles Osten (Security Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim

Posted by Commander Amelia Manning (Executive Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim

Posted by Captain Molly Holloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim
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Sitting down in the center chair, Manning’s British accent boomed across the Bridge.

“Red alert.”

Instantly red warning lights flooded the Bridge as well as the rest of the ship. Amelia let the klaxons sound once before rapid firing her orders.

“Helm, lay in a pursuit course and punch it. Do not lose that ship! Tactical, load photon torpedos, full spread. I want them locked on that ship and ready to fire if we need to. Security, I want full scans of the vessel. Everything. Every energy signature currently on board, every deck, every station mapped out. I want to know the location of every single toilet. Look for Colonel Harris’s commbadge and biosigns. I want to know if he is on board. Science, what is happening outside? Any more data on that vortex? Engineering, systems report.”

Cmdr. Manning, XO

=^=Main Engineering to the Bridge, the being in main engineering has left. The Chief Engineer is disabled.=^=

Kleinhoffer (Eng)

Ensign Forgrave had sat quietly at the security console throughout the chaos of the sudden “visitors” on the bridge, the power fluctuations, and confusing comms and reports trickling in; doing his best to collate everything and make sense of the situation.

With a welcome and clear order given by the XO, Forgrave immediately started working, entering several commands and query’s into the computer as fast as he could. His first search was for all commbadges; overlaid with all bio-signs - looking for discrepancies. If the Captain’s combadge or any biosigns resembling his were aboard, they should flag immediately with the location. Secondly, he started searching for all electronic signatures; remembering the light-show that the mysterious visitor entered and departed with, he opened up the filters to look for unusual light frequencies as well. He continued working, creating a number of charts and maps in an effort to locate anything unusual on the ship. Or anything missing from the ship…

“Commander, I’m running internal scans now, and starting to compile results. I’ll have something for you shortly.” Despite Issac’s calm voice, his mind was racing now that he was waiting on the results. What the hell is going on?! Didn’t look like teleportation, and our shields are up anyways… Is the Captain supposed to be a hostage or something? He re-focused on the console, trying to refine the data that was coming in; and trying to quiet his restless thoughts.

Ensign Issac Forgrave, Security

The alien vessel was not visible on any of the sensors, and the image of the ship on the main viewer got smaller and smaller, until it vanished from sight. There was no signal from Harris’ comm badge. Internal sensors detected high levels of psionic energy where the alien beings had appeared, but there was little information aside from that to explain what had transpired.

OOC: Ah, I think I might have inadvertently caused a bit of confusion with the way I wrote my post after Harris was taken… I meant to scan the alien ship, not the Dresden, but since I didn’t even notice it at the time, I am just going to run with it. :P Also, is the Dresden not pursuing the alien vessel (since that was one of Manning’s original orders…). I’m sorry if I missed something, which might also very much be the case… – Joana

=^=Main Engineering Anyone care to tell me what is going on?=^= She asked

Kleinhoffer

The Bridge’s doors swooshed open immediately after the comm from Engineering came through and Holloway walked in with a decisive gait. Her eyes instinctively drawn to the center chair. But her gaze was met by Manning’s instead of Cal’s. And she didn’t like the emotions behind them. Her brow furrowed and her stomach churned.

First Harris, then Losc, now Holloway. The moment Harris had been taken, Manning had known this moment would come. But as her eyes caught the distinct black uniform of the Intel officer walking into the Bridge, she knew it had come way sooner than she had expected.

As both women’s gaze met, Amelia was sure that Holloway had known it. After all, reading people was part of the Intel officer’s job. Then the dreaded question came.

“Commander, where’s Colonel Harris?”

Capt. Holloway, CIO

Amelia motioned towards the viewscreen with her chin. The alien vessel still clearly visible on the display. As Holloway turned to the screen she could see the realization hitting her. Manning felt sorry for the woman as she stood up from the center chair and walked over to her.

Manning’s motion was all it took. As Molly’s eyes took in the vessel, her heart sunk into her stomach. They hadn’t even had the time to talk about what had happened during the last mission, and now, the same thing could happen to him. Who were these people? Why had they taken him?

Her mind filled with a swirl of questions as she tried to shake the thought’s away.

“We will get him back, Captain.” Amelia said softly as she placed a gentle hand on Molly’s arm.

Cmdr. Manning, XO

Holloway had been so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn’t even noticed the Executive Officer walking towards her. The sudden touch startling her, and her eyes flashed with rage as she turned to face Manning. Whatever emotion had been behind her eyes a moment ago, it was gone, and her face was hard and somber. Her gaze screamed You better.

“I was approached by a being, seemingly made of energy. He was trying to find someone called Jackson Grey. There’s no crew member with that name. I’ll be in the back digging up what I can on that name.” Her tone was dry.

Without another word, Holloway crossed the Bridge to an empty science console in the back. Her hands moving with the speed of her thoughts, inputting search commands. Logging in her Intelligence credentials, she searched for any records that contained the name ‘Jackson Grey’, hoping to be given some clarity on what lied ahead.

Capt. Holloway, CIO

The computer returned one lone result, a link to the record of a Starfleet Officer. One Lieutenant David Michaels, and he was currently assigned as the Chief Science Officer of the USS Genesis. The name Jackson Grey had triggered this particular file, but when Holloway attempted to dig further, she was met with a security block that required an access code higher than that of which she possessed.

As the computer didn’t allow her further access, Molly’s mind crept up with fear. Whatever they were dealing with, was well above her pay grade. And that was never a good omen.

Hitting what seemed to be a dead end, Holloway tried to pull everything she could find on both Lieutenant David Michaels, including both biographical history and scientific research past and current, as well as everything she could find on the USS Genesis and her past missions. Maybe any of the ships logs would mention something similar to what they had experienced, and if they did, what had happened then.

Capt. Holloway, CIO

The file for Lieutenant David Michaels was an interesting read, as it appeared this officer had been reprimanded several times by different commanding officers. However, his personnel file was brief in nature and then ended with a notation that his file was deemed for a higher security clearance than what Molly possessed.

There were several mentions of David Michaels in the ships logs, but nothing in the search index would immediately stand out or prompt further review.

As Holloway walked away, it was as if Amelia could feel all the eyes in the Bridge burning through her. Walking back to the center chair, Manning tapped her commbadge.

=/\= Manning to Main Engineering, we are in pursuit of a vessel that we believe sent the… beings… on board. Report on the status of Lieutenant Losc, and please, who am I talking to? =/\=

=^= Ensign Osten to Bridge. Thank you for the update. This is Ensign Osten, security division three officer, Commander Manning. Main engineering is secure, but Lieutenant Losc was struck by an energy blast released by an entity that appeared in engineering. He’s been beamed to sickbay for emergency medical intervention, but he was unresponsive to CPR. =^=

Cmdr. Manning, XO

Hannibal returned to the bridge. He saw Ensign Forgrave at tactical and motioned him to stay where he was.

“Commander, Damage control is underway. Where is the Colonel?” He said, looking around realizing that he wasn’t there.

-COS

Turning to face the Dresden’s Chief of Security, Manning once again was faced with answering the dreaded question.

Amelia shook her head. “He disappeared with the beings that came on board. Not sure how, why, or where. They seem to have taken him…” Manning let her sentence trail off, not wanting to say more than what had already been said.

The sensors beeped, as a scan of the area revealed the vortex had not entirely closed, and there appeared to be a weak transmission coming from inside it.

-GM SEMAJ

The security console gave a quiet ‘ping’ as it finished compiling the requests entered by the Ensign. Quickly skimming them, Issac’s fears were confirmed. Captain Harris no longer appeared to be on the Dresden. And what was that about psionic energies? I guess that may explain the unusual.... beings.

“Commander? Ah, the Computer did not return any results for Captain Harris’s Combadge or bio-signs aboard the Dresden. However, it did record high levels of psionic energy in a couple locations: the Bridge, Engineering, Counselor’s office, and briefly on uh, Deck 5, near the officer’s quarters. It’s still refining the results, but those are the… hotspots. I’ve forwarded the results to your console Ma’am.”

Manning nodded at Forgrave before taking a look at the data herself. Psionic energy… The name certainly rang a bell. Turning back to Forgrave she asked. “Keep working on it. Do we have any idea of where it may have originated from?”

Turning to the Security Chief, he quietly asked “Sir, do you think the Tactical console may have any luck scanning or tracking the other ship? Or might have recorded anything from it while it was in our vicinity? The Security console picked up these distinctive psionic energies…”

Ensign Issac Forgrave, Security

At the helm, NE Thunderhawk was quietly wishing he had followed his brother’s path into the SFMC, when the computer picked up a transmission from the vortex in front of them.

“Ma’am, we’re picking up a weak transmission. It seems to be coming from the vortex.”

“Patch it through, Ensign.” Came Amelia’s order.

Proud of himself for doing something important, Thunderhawk quickly tapped his console, patching the commlink through.

Cmdr. Manning & NE Thunderhawk

(Ensign Osten, Security Division Three Officer)

The transmission was very staticky but a few words jumped out… “Time agent… future… Grey… assistance… enemy.”

-GM SEMAJ