Posted by Lieutenant Commander William B. Grey (Chief Science Officer / 2nd Officer) in Main SIM: The Romulan Ship

Posted by Lieutenant Symar (Chief Medical Officer) in Main SIM: The Romulan Ship

Posted by Ensign Kastarak (Doctor / Counsellor) in Main SIM: The Romulan Ship
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Blaze landed on the ground from a tree next to the captain “the way up is very clear most of the security teams are by the main bars and will not hear the alarm when we trip it and I can put a 24 hour virus in their com system to prevent them from communicating with their other teams and talking to their security teams in orbit”

Lt. Alexander Blaze (Wiseman)

Chris jumped a bit. “What the heck man?! Don’t do that.” Chris listened to him while Will spoke.

William stopped just behind the Captain, hands clasped behind his back, he hardly seemed winded after their walk “Unless Risan Security work in 24 hour shifts I doubt we’ll have more than an hour or two” He said it matter-of-factly, not as an admonition “But I suspect those few hours will be useful in covering our tracks”

William Grey -

“I agree with Will. Do what you need to Blaze but everyone needs to understand we have an hour tops.”

“Perhaps one of us should stay behind in the more populated areas. as a way of maintaining cover?”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

Chris looked at Symar. “Then how would we get that person on the ship? We wouldn’t have time to beam them up while we’re escaping.”

Chris

‘That is.. certainly a conundrum.’

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

T’Aria kept her head down, listening.

In his mind, Kastarak found it incredulous that there now appeared as if there were no plans whatsoever as how to get hold of a super-secret Romulan ship – a ship that, to Kastarak’s knowledge, was most likely also cloaked.

Has sanity taken leave of everyone involved? The situation called for logic. Being knowledgeable about the logic-ness of the logic-masking Symar, Kastarak felt compelled (the situation was so strong it was an actual feeling, which he not purge, because he thought it might help him analyse the situation) to seek logical counsel from T’Aria.

He walked up to her (he had been a few metres behind her), and joined her on her right side. He whispered to her, in colloquial Vulcan, “Might we speak privately? I have concerns over our endeavour’s success”, hoping the sound would be too low for any universal translators to pick up on and relay back.

– “Rateg” (Dr/Ens Kastarak)

T’Aria did not avert her gaze from the path ahead, offering only a slightly quirked brow in acknowledgement. She tried to nudge him from the group with a deceivingly natural gesture, but a sudden interjection thwarted her efforts…

“Is there a problem Rateg?” Symar had been standing close to the other two Vulcans and knew enough about the colloquial language of his ancestors to pick up what was going on.

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

Lying would be illogical, perhaps Kastarak could convince his colleague and manager.

“Yes,” he whispered in Vulcan, “there is no plan as to how to take the ship. It would be illogical to proceed without a plan. Perhaps, we, who have grown up on Vulcan, can contribute with some much needed logic in this situation. What is your take on it?”

– “Rateg” (Dr/Ens Kastarak)

Bump

When Symar knew that only the three ‘Vulcan’ officers werre within hearing distance, he dropped the facade, “I for one am not looking forward to coming face to face with the people who made me what I am again,” he began, “But I’m happy to do what I can if I must.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

“Mmm…” hummed Kastarak, “It is understandable.” Kastarak knew of Symar’s trauma and illogic. He sensed empathy for Symar within himself, but did not act upon it other than replying this simply. Symar’s “but…” seemed sincere and honest, and there was no reason to doubt Symar at this point. He was an able officer, and while he was one-without-logic, Symar was not alone in that. Most of the crew was like that, and they were perfectly able officers too.

– “Rateg” (Dr/Ens Kastarak)

“Your reservations are heard,” T’Aria muttered, her coastal accent tethering words as if with a damp reed, “and reciprocated. I am less concerned with our adversaries, both Romulan and Klingon, than the apparent lack of cohesion in our effort to infiltrate them. We are dealing with chance, not defintive action.”

‘Have a little faith…’ she recalled Chris urging not moments before. He seemed confident in his ability to ‘MacGyver’ the situation, and she saw no reason to doubt him. He had the codes – the access – and familiarity with the ship. Still, she wondered whether that would be enough. Had the Risian’s heightened their security measures? Were the codes the same as he recalled? T’Aria reminded herself that Chris was an intelligence agent and, therefore, capable of more than she knew. Whatever his plan was and whenever he chose to share it, she assumed it would have some merit… and risk.

“I trust he will apprise us of the plan soon,” T’Aria commented, “but I suspect your services may be required.”

“Come on,” Symar said quickly, “We better fall back in step before people notice we’re lagging behind.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

T’Aria nodded and made a swift gesture to merge with the rest of their group.

William eyed the three Vulcan officers having a discussion in private, if it had been a discussion between the Ensign and the Chief Doctor he might have involved himself but seeing as T’aria was the one being conversed with he saw no point in butting in as his other half would put it “We should prepare the main course of action now..” He hesitated at not referring to the Captain by his rank, he did however not use the nicknames the other officers had decided upon, there was a limit to how much silliness he would tolerate “I’m assuming that you have a plan for once we’re inside the secure area” There was no question in his mind there was, it would undoubtedly be foolhardy and ridiculous but somehow work, Taggarts plans usually had those elements and still worked.

William Grey

— T’Aria