Posted by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) in Main SIM: Inside the Romulan ship!

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Pawl Batario (Engineer) in Main SIM: Inside the Romulan ship!

Posted by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) in Main SIM: Inside the Romulan ship!
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(Snip!)
William took his station at the Romulan Science, he took a moment to, well for a lack of better words, rewire his brain for the unfamiliar language. The fact that it shared a linguistic root with most Vulcan dialects made it easier but very few people actually learned anything of the language within the Federation. He had only spent a few hours the night before reading over all materials he could find on it although for him that should be enough. “Science on standby, priming sensors”

CSO, 2O

“Excellent Science!” Chris spoke. Out loud but to himself really he spoke. “That’s most of the systems. Just one more and we’re gone.” Pressing the button again. [O] Tactical how are you coming along?[O] Realizing his mistake he turned around in the chair and just spoke to the lady 5 feet from him. “Tactical! How are you coming along?”

Captain

“Things are all set here on my end sir. We are all good to go. Tactical and weapons are all green sir.” She said.

Chief Weapons Officer

“Course plotted,” T’Aria reported, “awaiting your mark, Captain.”

(OOC: Posting in Taggart’s orders…)

“Captain. All systems ready to go on your mark.”

Chris grinned. “Then take us out of the dock at half impulse. Once we’ve cleared then make space tracks!”

Captain

— T’Aria (“Lt. Commander Asil”)

Blaze was hard at work getting everything ready to go

Lt. Lovejoy sat there in her spot on the Romulan Ship and was never anymore happier with her promotion. Although, with her being placed as the new Weapons Chief, she knew what was needed to do on board. While doing the job, she sat there doing her job.

Chief Weapons Officer.

“Aye, sir. Engaging thrusters…” NEnsign Atillos, now referring to himself rather exclusively as Sollita (Sol for short), acknowledged Taggart’s orders with a flick of a blue wrist. He glanced at the navigator, earning the Vulcan equivalent of a vote of confidence, or so he interpreted the slight eyebrow raise and slow return to her console. Atillos chewed on his lip and peered through the scope, locating what he believed was impulse drive, judging by its proximity to a velocity-sensor-esque meter and what appeared to be thruster control (maybe it was—no, that didn’t make sense). This ship’s flight control was far different from the Chernov and Andorian cargo ships that he knew well. If he could just… Stop it! Atillos’ subconscious yanked him from his split-second hesitation, forcing him into action.

He disengaged external inertial dampaners, allowing the ship to sway as the planet’s atmosphere and gravitation forces acted upon it, and the docking clamps. Without delay, he engaged the thrusters and slowly maneuvered them from the dock, but not without the sudden jolts and pauses of a man who piloted ships several times bigger than this (rather touchy) bird-of-prey.

“One quarter impulse,” he reported as he teased the toggle into a higher setting, “half impulse, sir.”

— Atillos (“Sol”)

(OOC: Leaving vague in case you want to add Travis. :) — Trin )

William continued to familiarize himself with the Romulan systems, he’d once encountered a Romulan scan once before so he at least had a foundation for understanding how their scanners operated but looking at it was different, This ship didn’t seem to be as focused on Science as most Starfleet ships, the Chernov was not included it being a battlecruiser. He wondered if Romulans had their own fleet of science ships, as far as he knew it was mostly a militant society.

CSO

Chris was moving around in his seat from all the touchy braking feeling going on. “You good Sol?” Taggart smiled. “Ok. We are clear. Engage the warp and let’s get fabulous!” Chris looked around. “Sorry. Trying out new catch phrases.” Then looks back at Sol. “Sol! Make space tracks! Warp 4!”

Chris

Sol grunted and kept his head bent, fixated on a tiny blip on the astrogation array. He seemed for a moment motionless except the languid writhing of his antennae. In his silence, he made a handful of small and precise adjustments to the commands he fed the system until he sensed a familiar pull. There. That’s what he wanted. He stifled an excited ‘horrah!’, a grin erupting across his lips in near-perfect synchrony with Taggart’s ‘Let’s get fabulous!’, before he sent them to warp.

At this time all the main console language have changed from romulan to English. Blaze voice come over the coms [0] ok everyone most of the consoles should be in English now if anyone’s Console is not an English, let me know. Wiseman out [0]

Lt. Alexander Blaze (CE/CP)

— Atillos (“Sol”)

[O] OK Department Heads and the XO to the main conference room next to the bridge in 30 minutes. Captain out.[O]

Taggart
Tinker knew the orders were not for him but he did feel drawn to this meeting for some reason as he signed off the terminal he was on and calmly moved his way to the bridge area. Tinker knew he was early as he came through the doors to the bridge. “Excuse me sir!” Tinker said calmly to them. “I am here for the meeting even though I am not a Department head or the xo.” He said as he fell quiet waiting for a reply.

Tinker

Chris was shocked that Tinker showed up but then quickly realized something. “Tinker! I love that you are showing interest in what goes behind the scenes and at a higher level. I would really like for you to be able to sit in on one in the very near future. But right now I can’t let you sit in on this one. The reason why is because I have another job for you to do if you’re up to the task?”

“Of Course Chris?” Tinker replied quickly. trying to read his face but was more puzzled by this conversation.

Chris waited for him to respond. “Great! Follow me to the bridge.”

OOC: Pawl and I will Continue in another thread. This is still for the DH meeting.

Captain Chris Taggart CO

Tinker Engineering assistant