Posted by Ensign Tellek Bog (Engineer) in MPT - LS Trickster - Shuttle Bay - Raauhl, McHarrie, Remington, Bog

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in MPT - LS Trickster - Shuttle Bay - Raauhl, McHarrie, Remington, Bog

Posted by Ensign Tellek Bog (Engineer) in MPT - LS Trickster - Shuttle Bay - Raauhl, McHarrie, Remington, Bog
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Casela shook her head, “Aye it was. But not this time. I suggest you pick a new name and decide on a profession if you haven’t already.” She advised Bog.

Icarus stepped up the gangplank of the shuttle and stuck his head inside. “This the shuttle headed to Delotha,” he asked?

Casela was sitting in the pilot’s seat running through her checks. She called out over her shoulder, “Come on aboard, Remington.” She turned in the seat to face him, “You can stow your gear under either the port or starboard seats.”

He turned to look at Casela and replied with a “Wow!! I didn’t even recognize you. This is your alter ego known to these people, I take it?”

Casela stood up, executing a cross between a bow and a curtsey that was both dignified and fun-loving. “Zanya, at your service.” She walked over, held out her hand to him, “You must be the security expert I hired?” She made it a question, it was up to him how he wanted to play it and to provide his name. It wasn’t so much a test as the first chance for them all to get used to the use of an alias before they landed on Delotha.

Stepping into the shuttle, he wore a dark leather outfit under a long, black, leather duster. Straps from a shoulder holster could be seen under the open snaps. The holster carried an old style phaser. The type that could easily be purchased on the black market. “Hope I’m not over dressed.”

Remington (CIO)

Casela gave Remington a very thorough once over. She nodded approvingly. “Not at all. You’ll fit right in.” She nodded her head to the computer console. “Come here. Let’s get your biosignature keyed to the computer.” She pointed to the palm and retina scanners. “Alfred,”

“Yes Miss Casela?” She rolled her eyes and looked at Bog, “Why did you make the HUI so formal? Alfred, Recognize Remington, Icarus, Lieutenant. Full access.” Bog already had access from where he’d rebuilt Valkyrja. “Also as they board, recognize Raauhl, Ryder, Lieutenant Commander. Full access. And McHarrie, John Lieutenant Commander. Full access.”

While Alfred registered Remington to the access and control of the shuttle, she stepped out of the shuttle to inspect the finished repairs from Valkyrja eventful test flight.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS (Zanya)

The damage from the encounter had been repaired, the crew’s addition of a centimeter of ablative armor and a low emissive coating as well as a pair of feathers wings painted along each flank in subtle shades of grey.

Valkyrja

Raauhl had taken a little longer than he usually would, getting used to seeing his reflection and it not looking anything like you was a little disturbing and the fact he had no spots was certainly something he wouldn’t get used to. Fortunately, however the transformation was only temporarily. Stepping in the shuttlebay he could see most of the crew had already assembled in or around the ship and proceeded to join them. “Sorry it took me so long” He said trying to sound more like himself than usual, if they didn’t recognize him visually they’d know from his voice.

• Lt Cmdr Raauhl, XO

A woman, with extremely long curly pink hair and bright purple eyes came around the front corner of the shuttle after having inspected it. Bog had out done himself again. Their little run-in with that stolen Breen scout ship and hit hard, but Valkyrja certainly stood up to the beating better than she had before. She grinned at the extra layers of ablative armor Bog had applied as well. Casela recognized the voice and his presence and walked over. “Time to choose a cover, Ryder. You need a name and a profession. Administration, sciences, what ever you want. I’m Zanya. I hired all of you.” She waved towards the inside of the shuttle and stepped. “You can stow your stuff under the aft seats. Also, let the HUI get your biometrics. That way if any of us return to the shuttle alone, you all have access.”

“I thought Ryder Anderson made a fitting name, nothing too put of the ordinary and still similar to what it is now as for my professional status how does Communications Engineer?” He asked having given a little thought into his background, it was all simple enough he thought. He followed her into the Shuttle along with everyone else and then registered his biometrics with HUI as instructed.

“Simple, easily to answer to, and familiar. Not bad.” Casela considered his profession only briefly and nodded, “You’ll have no end of requests with that. There isn’t a person on a border colony that doesn’t need their comms fixed or tweaked. It will give you plenty of opportunity to gather information. You’ll be in their homes and they’ll talk, out of politeness and a need to flatter you so you’ll actually fix the comms.”

She took the pilots seat, and began with the engine warm up sequence. =^=Shuttle Valkyrja to CIC. McReady, would you actually scan the surrounding system this time. I don’t want anymore hostile ships sneaking up on me.=^=

=^=Aye Counselor.=^= McReady snickered over the comm. A few moments later. =^=All’s clear Lt.=^= Casela muttered under her breath, “It better be this time.” The impulse engines began to hum as they started up. “Alfred, how are the weapons and defensive systems?” she asked the HUI who she knew was still active despite his hologram having been dismissed.
Lt. Synthi-er/Zanya

“Stand buy, why who do you intend to enrage this time?” Came Huey’s dry English accented voice.

“Alfred, you are computer program. I am not justifying my query to you. Just answer the question or maybe I should pull your power source out.” Casela really wasn’t in the mood for a sassy computer program. “Really Bog why did you make him so annoying? I mean I already have you on board. Speaking of which, I thought you had enough imagination to create your own alias and profession. Do I need to do it for you? This needs to be decided.”

“Tellek Bog is known to certain circles outside the federation, Counselor. I used to make a living bring wayward individuals back for certain interested parties. Another Itinerant Tellarite Engineer in these parts will attract little attention. “ Taking up the co pilots seat as he spoke and the XO had not.

As for the HUI’s personality, it has been my observation that you only listen to those of us who annoy you. I believe Mr. Ryder would agree with my assessment.”

“Interesting accent” Ryder said from his seated position inside the shuttle, he was looking around intrigued by the ships design and decided to inquire about it later.

• Lt Cmdr Raauhl, XO

“Thank you, Mister Ryder. It is modeled after a fictional character from a twenty’s and twenty first century illustrated serial magazine, who was further featured in cinema and animation.” The hologram appeared he spoke, a spry elderly man in an antique tuxedo, sporting a monocle. “His name was Alfred, Sir.”

Huey.
OOC: So Jim is on LOA and I know Terry has been sick, so we will assume they are on the shuttle with us, but we won’t go too far ahead yet. Let’s raz the counselor some more. eye roll
IC:
Casela turned in her chair and checked to make sure everyone was in. “Anyone need anything else before we take off? No? Good. The replicator can make whatever you need.” She pointed to the aft starboard panel. “The benches flip out to cots and two more fold down from above. And the co-pilot seat is open. Leviathan got us as close as she could. She’s too noticeable to go closer. It’s two more days by shuttle. Get comfortable.” She turned back around keying in the engine sequence.

“Alfred, it looks like your new friends are interested in Valkyrja’s design. Why don’t you entertain them.” Keep him off her back for awhile.

The engines hummed to life and the shuttle lifted off the bay floor. =^=Valkyrja to Shuttle bay control. We’re ready to go.=^= =^=Shuttle bay control here. You’re cleared for departure. Counselor, don’t bring anymore Pakleds back, okay. Safe flight=^= She turned to glare at Bog. “This is all your fault.” The shuttle turned slowly and smoothly toward the doors and glided out the doors. =^=Leviathan, this is Valkyrja, we’re cleared. Valkyrja out.=^=

Casela keyed in several commands, the shuttle stopped sending telemetry and went comms dark. She would not have anyone following her to Delotha by leaving a trail behind her. She keyed in the destination and increased to impulse to clear Leviathan and then engaged the warp drive. Casela sat back and propped her feet up on the console. They had a two days cramped in the shuttle, and she wondered who’d have the guts to ask the questions first.
Lt Synthi-er (Zanya)

Huey began to annoy the rest of the party with a detailed rundown of the ship’s systems, particularly as they differentiated from the original specifications. On the up side, any request for food or beverages was was served buy the Butler on a holographic table in the salon.

Huyey and Bog.

Icarus strolled to the front of the cabin and took a seat behind Bog. “Since y’all are going with secret identities, you can refer to me as Pinkerton, Mr.Pinkerton, security specialist, hired gun, bodyguard. . . . they all work.”

He watched the stars pass by in silence for a short while before speaking again. “Y’know Cas, you’re really good at playing the hard-ass, but you’ve let this ice-cold facade slide just a bit. It’s the kids, the innocent ones that make you crack.”

“Now, before you get defensive on me, that’s not an insult, not a bad thing. I understand where you’re coming from, having been orphaned myself. As a kid, it’s nice to know there’s someone out there looking out for you. It’s a comfort knowing that you might have your own guardian angel watching over you. . . .”

Remington (CIO)