Posted by Ensign Tellek Bog (Engineer) in Test Flight - Valkyrja

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Test Flight - Valkyrja
Bog needed to lay down a centimeter if ablative armor and the low emissive voting, but otherwise she was ready for her space trials. Non of the tech was really new it just might not have been intended to used buy its inventors as he had. Crawled up on top of the shuttle the HUI was scanning the last of the active defenses. The sensor decoys would improve the little ships survivability.

After the transporter/replicator modules had been installed he had brought the warp cores and reactors on line to begin testing them, but as a side effect he had been using the ships own systems to replicate many of the smaller components, freeing up the industrial replicators for maim engineering.

A large chunk of the internal cargo capacity was taken up buy ships components, leaving two benches in the back, generous for two each and cramped for six. The backs folded up to form berths either for sleeping on long flights or casualty stretchers. Below was storage for equipment.

Bog

Casela walked into the shuttle bay and stopped right inside the doors. Valkyrja was a thing of beauty. She walked over and ran her hands over the outer hull taking in the new configuration. In keeping with their routine insults, “Well, I suppose, Tellek you did the best you could. Even your talents only go so far.”

She opened the rear door and stepped inside, and sitting at the pilots seat she familiarized herself with the new layout. “Tellek!! You coming? She needs to stretch her legs!” Casela, with the expertise of years of flying she started the preflight sequence.

As soon as the Counselor started her preflight, a disembodied English accented voice greeted her. “Hello Mistress Casela, may I be of assistance?” With this the HUI winked out on the top of the ship and a elderly man in an antiquated black suit with white shirt and gloves appeared standing behind the copilots seat.

Casela turned her head and looked over the HUI and grinned. “Oh you have manners! You’ll need to loose those if you wanna stay.” She laughs deeply, “Nice touch, Tellek. I liked the EMH you created better. Let’s change it. He had more attitude. This guy is too nice.”

=^=Shuttle Valkyrja to Shuttlebay control. Preflight sequence initiated. Requesting permission to disembark for test Flight.=^=

=^=This is Shuttlebay control. Permission granted.” There is a pause, “Counselor, don’t get into any fights out there.=^= There is the faint sound of laughter as the com shuts off.

The warning alarms sound as the Shuttlebay door forcefield engages and the doors begin to lift.
Lt. Synthi-er, Shuttle Pilot

Bog was caught buy surprise and steps aboard as the ramp and the shuttle it’s self begin to rise. Scrambling for the copilots seat. “Excuse me Alfred.”as he sloped in to the seat and buckled the restraint harness. “ Counselor don’t pick any fights, the armor is not complete.”

Bog

“Really? Leviathan is right there. Why not pick a fight? We’ll just lead them back and let tactical have something to do.” It’s unclear if Casela is serious or not. Once Bog was in she hit the control to shut and seal the door. “Seat belts?” She sounds slightly offended. “I’m an excellent pilot. It’s not my fault I got shot at.” Her hands glide smoothly over the controls, as if she’d used this configuration over a dozen times. Good thing for looking over schematics. Valkyrja lifts off the floor of the shuttle bay and hovers smoothly and turns towards the door. As the bay doors fully open she maneuvers the shuttle out of the doors and once clear, =^=Valkyrja to Shuttle Bay Control. We are clear. Valkyrja out.=^= Casela turns the shuttle smoothly and does several large loops and passes around Leviathan. The maneuvers mimicking a fighter wing attack pattern. Then she turns away from Levi and punches the impulse engines and Valkyrja shot forward. A testament to Bog’s skills, the inertial dampeners keep the shuttle from feeling like it actually jumped forward, negating the temporary push back from the acceleration.

There is very little to avoid in the area of space where they are. The controls take barely a touch to maneuverer the small craft. “Ah Bog, this ship responds almost like their is a neural connection.” She pulls the shuttle back down to a lower impulse and then works it back up slowly taking a measure of her paces. “Alright Mr. Bog, choose a destination and let’s try out her warp drive.”
Lt. Synthi-er