Posted by Gamemaster Mischief Maker (co-Gamemaster) in Main Sim - USS Amazon - Ambassador’s Runabout

Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - USS Amazon - Ambassador’s Runabout

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (co-Gamemaster) in Main Sim - USS Amazon - Ambassador’s Runabout
Su’en left the Ambassador and made his way to the front of the shuttle. With a plop he sat down next to the Star Fleet pilot and looked at him for a long time before speaking through the respirator. “How much longer, ensign?” he queried.

“We are within hailing range down, sir. I was just about to notify you that we would be coming in in about 20 minutes, door to door,” the bright eyed man said with the cutting smile most pilots wear. Su’en found it annoying.

“Yes well, I’ll let her know. Bring us in and see that our quarters are ready. These respirators are heavy,” he bemoaned.

The ensign nodded as the assistant disappeared again, back to the passenger section. After a moment he pressed a button on the control panel, =/\= USS Amazon to USS Ogawa. We have your package. =/\=

GM Wombat

On the bridge, Dira rose from the centre seat. “Acknowledged Amazon. Arrange to beam the Ambassador and her contingent to Transporter Room 1 in ten minutes.” It was convenient, because VIP quarters were a deck up on Deck 2, close to her and Willow’s quarters. As much as they might not be looking forward to dealing with the predicted difficulties a VIP could bring with them, this situation was vastly different than your standard diplomatic or ferrying mission.

Dira leaned over the chair and touched the comm. =/\=Captain Taylor and Commander Walker to Transporter Room One.=/\=

=/\=Acknowledged,=/\= Brad replied.

She nodded to the conn. “Lieutenant Klein, you have the Bridge.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Klein replied.

Dira left the bridge and arrived at Transporter Room One.

Commander Myqian, XO

Salin floated from the back of the runabout to where everyone would be gathering. Several days on the small but truthfully comfortable vessel and she was ready to be able to roam corridors. She was looking forward to not being in the same small areas with the same people and having some actually privacy here and there, even if it was feigned. After all, what Ambassador ever truly had privacy?

She carried a bag which she set at her feet and stood on the pad thing that would materialize her on the ship she was most looking forward to seeing. Ever since she had seen that documentary, she had known that this ship, these people, were the key. “I am ready,” Mero said.

~Mischief Maker

Brad sidled up to Dira’s side in the transporter room a couple minutes after the comm call.

“Oh good, I’m not late,” he said half-seriously. His office was only a deck lower, after all.

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff