Posted by Cadet Deshara Toussaint (Scientist) in Let the Exploration Begin - CIC

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jhene Ynuchausti (Communications Officer) in Let the Exploration Begin - CIC

Posted by Lieutenant Kitiuas “Kit” Thenis (Science Officer) in Let the Exploration Begin - CIC
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OOC: To provide a vocal command point for the ongoing mission and anything happening on the ship at the same time, please feel free to communicate to the CIC or be on the CIC, small talk is welcomed between the juice bits!

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Oliver wasn’t too happy with the Captain going on the away mission but her persistence and ultimately her rank subsided any objection and Starfleet regulation he could conjure, he was also astutely curious if he being a father had anything to do with his recommendations to join her being rejected. Nonetheless, he paced the Leviathan’s extremely fancy although militaristic Command Infomation Center (CIC) ~The Leviathan way of calling it the bridge~ He mostly watched, the crew were experienced and he was new and wasn’t going to force himself into the command role, he believed in earning their respect and the best way to understand a crew is to simply listen.

=^=CIC to Away team=^= The calm baritone of the ship’s Intelligence Chief sounded over the comms =^=Shutle is free and clear for takeoff, godspeed=^= the farewell was fairly standard but appropriate for the mission.

CIO

Oliver observed the chief intelligence officer, another new role he hadn’t encountered during his other postings before, from a distance, the Lieutentnat Commander initially appeared a relatively short and seemingly thin figure though it was difficult to gauge exactly from his seated position, it gave off an air of ordinariness that bordered on the unremarkable. Despite his modest height, Magnusson seemingly exuded a hidden strength, a certain ruggedness that became evident upon careful inspection of his physique and the penetrating intensity of his gaze, one that Ollie was unsure if he wanted to match or to avoid.

The officer’s eyes appeared deep grey and intense, made more so by the dimly lit CIC, which in turn provided an interesting contrast to his dark brown hair, with subtle hints of red, a question of whether they it was natural or dyed surfaced but was quickly pushed back down for another time. He also sported a meticulously kept beard adorned his face, predominantly red and adding a distinctive touch to his appearance, answering his early thought of naturality. Notably, Oliver’s attention was drawn to the scars on each cheek, each roughly five or so centimetres long, and questions boiled again.

Further signs of experience and time showed in the greying at Magnusson’s temples, contributing to an air of maturity with the man. In essence, what initially seemed ordinary took on new dimensions as Oliver observed his fellow officer over time, revealing a man of hidden depths, rugged charm, and a unique character. Oliver made a note to get to know the man better over time.

The new XO hadn’t realised he had once again made it back to the center of the room where the holographic display screen which served as the center piece and main focal point of the entire room until he heared another communication,

=^=Leviathan, this is Captain Henao. We have landed on the planet. Can you confirm our location and verify that you are receiving this transmission? =^=

Henao, CO

The away team location was displayed, and he was impressed at the quality and latency levels of the holographic, he wondered why this wasn;t standard on every ship, “Computer bring up a topographical map and simply the away team current location, match it to their signal and confirm” He said giving the computer strict instructions, the display shifted and was now a lat 3D version of the planet’s surface showing all the topographical features in real-time including the away team’s location which was as expected correct and in syn with the data being processed. He nodded to the young comms officer.

=^= Captain Henao, this is Leviathan. Location confirmed, and we’re receiving your transmission loud and clear. Keep us posted on your progress, and stay vigilant. Leviathan out. =^=

J. Ynuchausti, Comm. Officer

Once again Oliver felt that he was hardly needed, the crew worked like a well-oiled machine which left it very little to say or do, He resumed his pacing, and waited for further news. He didn’t have long to wait when the ship notified them that emergency access had been activated on one of the crew quarters deck. “Computer who access code was used and its justification:

‘Lieutenant Nyman requested emergency access to Ensign Harlow Conners on Deck Seven, Reason: emergency medical access’

“Put Sickbay communications on active listening” He ordered and just in time to hear the request for medical assistance.

=^= Lieutenant Nyman to sickbay, I need immediate assistance. A crew member is unconscious. =^=

~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Chief Counselor

Understanding that the CIC doesn’t have to deal with everything all at once and that they were actively monitoring an away mission Oliver opted to allow the Lieutenant the opportunity to control the situation herself, however, registered a few commands into the ship’s computer to notify him of any communications or mentions of Ensign Connor or anything relating to the matter, once again Oliver didn’t have to wait long until another internal ship communication was heard this time to Engineering from the ships Chief Engineer.

=/\=”Maxwell to Engineering, I need an engineering team in Ensign Connors’ quarters ASAP,” Bradley called in,=/\=

Brad Maxwell, CMO

After careful consideration, Oliver felt it was necessary to remove the uncertainty surrounding the unfolding situation aboard the ship. The decision weighed on him as he initiated the transmission, his voice resonating with a mix of authority and genuine concern, =^= “CIC to Maxwell and Nyman, we are currently monitoring your medical situation on deck 7. Can you provide an update, please, and if you require any further assistance? Loughty” =^=

In the quiet aftermath, Oliver found himself grappling with the weight of the unknown. Despite the wealth of information already at his disposal, the Commander sensed an urgency to delve deeper and if needed help resolve the situation as quickly and efficiently as possible without stepping on anyones toes. Oliver had also made the decision to keep the Captain and the away team insulated from the potential distractions of the developing situation aboard the Leviathan, deciding that it was better for them to remain fully focused on their own task.

• Loughty, XO

Cross-post

=^=Commander Loughty, we’re encountering geological movement on the planet even though prior scans of the planet showed no signs of significant tectonic plates. Are you picking up anything unusual up there?=^=

Cadet Toussaint looked up from her console, then said, “Commander, we are picking up the same activity, however, I am seeing movement in multiple locations on the planet. I am positive that the movements are not due to earthquakes in the planet’s geology.

Toussaint, Science

“Thank you Cadet” Oliver thought long a hard for a moment, if the result wasn’t due to geographical reasons perhaps it was biological or chemical, “Scan for life signs around the epicentres of the movement, and also run a topographical scenario of how the plant would have looked a decade a go to know and bring it up on scree, lets not completely rule out something geological but remain open minded.” He waited with his arms behind his back for the display and results to be communicated.

• Loughty, XO

“The scans are underway, Commander. Initial results should be available shortly.” Deshara executed Oliver’s orders, initiating a thorough scan to investigate the unusual results.

Delving into potential biological or chemical causes, the cadet focused on detecting life signs around the epicenters of the movement. Simultaneously, a topographical scenario unfolded, reconstructing the plant’s environment from a decade ago to provide a historical context. As the display materialized, the cadet’s attention was drawn to an unexpected anomaly—evidence of a humanoid species that evolved into a subterranean species thousands of years ago.
Deshara alerted Oliver, “Commander, the results are in. We’ve discovered something quite unexpected during the scan. It appears there’s a possibility of a subterranean influence on the movement we detected. The data reveals distinct patterns and readings consistent with a species that may have evolved to live under the planet’s surface.
This is most likely the cause of the unusual environmental factors. The subterranean species could be influencing the plant movement directly or indirectly.

Toussaint, Science

Lieutenant Kitiuas Thenis was returning back to her original assignment aboard the USS Leviathan, post her special duty detachment from the ship. The special duty had cost her a department head position, but she didn’t mind. The reason for her being pulled away had been worth it, even if it was highly classified. She flew the USS Archaeutatus, one of the Levi’s Armadillo-class shuttles, back to their home. =/\=USS Leviathan, this is the USS Archaeutatus requesting to dock. Lieutenant Kitiuas Thenis returning to duty from special detachment.=/\= She patiently waited for a response.

Lieutenant Kitiuas Thenis, Science

Jhene who was fairly new to the Leviathan and wasn’t aware that Kit was an authorized officer on the ship or her LOA for a special assignment, furrowed her brow when she received an unexpected request to dock. Quickly, she alerted Commander Loughty, her voice tinged with concern, “Commander, Lieutenant Kitiuas Thenis, piloting the USS Archaeutatus, is requesting permission to dock. Should I grant it, sir?”

Ynuchausti, Communications Officer

Deshara’s eyes widened with recognition as she heard Kit’s voice over the comms. Overwhelmed with joy, she couldn’t contain her excitement and leaped out of her seat. “Kit! I mean Lieutenant Thenis has returned!” Her voice filled the CIC with genuine happiness. Turning to Jhene, she said, “You must grant her permission to board; she’s back, and this ship is where she belongs.” A pause filled the air as Deshara turned to Commander Loughty, her gaze intense. “Isn’t that right, sir?”

Toussaint, Science

Jhene squinted her eyes and frowned at Deshara. “How dare you! Cadet Toussaint, you are out of line, not to mention your demeanor is inappropriate,” she asserted, her tone firm. “The proper protocols must be followed. Lieutenant Thenis will dock when permission is granted…from Commander Loughty. Not because you think she should.”

She locked eyes with Deshara, her voice commanding, “Sit down and let the proper channels handle this.” She turned back to her station and muttered under her breath, “I don’t know why we have cadets on this ship anyway.”

Ynuchausti, Communications Officer