Posted by Lieutenant William B. Grey (CSO) in Main Sim: Bridge

Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (XO) in Main Sim: Bridge

Posted by Ensign Mwezi (Sec) in Main Sim: Bridge
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Like all of his planet in Starfleet, Mwezi had what was called a Universal Remote Interface (URI for short) attached at his wrist. It translated human and alien speech into nerve impulses that his brain could understand, and changed his own speech into something they could understand, as his lips were not actually capable of human-like speech. He turned to watch the aliens on the screen, tilting his head and pressing a few inputs onto his URI in the hopes that two translators together would help. “It seems they have similar expressions to other humanoid species,” he commented softly. “It… (he?) seems to be asking… why we are here”

He put the pile of weapons down, and slipped over so he stood slightly behind the XO, his slightly puzzled expression remaining as he continued to fiddle with his own translator.

• Mwezi

He nodded to Mwezi. “Seems so.” He held up one finger as to say give him a minute and looked at the Comm officer. “NE Fortuna. You know lingustics. Come up here and help me translate please.” It was not really a question but an order. Their lives depended on this as a simple misunderstanding could mean death to them all. He ran to his office/CSO’s office which was thankfully on the bridge and grabbed his model of this ship and an old Earth globe. He spent many of long nights while hospitalized putting this thing together and painstakingly painted it to every detail was captured and the globe has been in his family for generations since he came from a long line of explorers and ran back to stand slightly in front of the comm officer and Ensign Mwezi.

He held up the model ship and and the globe. Then he made it look like the ship was slowly leaving Earth. He then handed the globe over to Ensign Mwezi to hold and he then made the ship move farther away. Trying to show that they came from Earth and left on a journey. He put the ship down and took the globe from Mwezi and held it up for the Alein to see and said “Earth! This is Earth and where I and this ship came from. We have many species of Aliens on our planet” and gestured around to Mwezi, a Vulcan and various other species on the bridge.

He then handed the globe back to Mwezi to hold again and raised up the ship so it could be seen. He then lifted up the Nacelle and took out the engine and showed it to the Alein then put it back in.

“We got a new engine and set out to test it. Going faster and faster as we went on. Then the ship went too fast!”

He was now ruining back and forth across the bridge going faster and faster with each pass. Showing at intervals how the ship shook at times by shaking his model violently. Then when he got back to the center of the bridge again, he stopped still holding the ship up.

“Then after a bit the ship stopped very suddenly and then, WHAM!!!!”

Chris then took his other hand and tried to crush his model ship and destroying it to show how they got here and what is clearly visible to the aliens outside their viewscreen.

“That is how we got here and why we need your help. Well you please assist us?”

He looked around the bridge and motioned for the Alein to follow him as he went to some wounded and also found a wrench. He pointed to the wounded.
“Help!” While holding up a bag with a red plus sign on it. Then went back to the middle were his ship lay on the ground and picked up the pieces and with the wrench He made a gesture of trying to fix the ship then looked back up acid said, “Help fix!” Then stood there waiting for the Alein to process what he did and said.

Commander Chris Taggart XO

the man on the screen had been leaning forward with a frown on his face. He watched as this strange man jumped and ran around the bridge of the ship like a circus animal. He tried to speak again. Slowly and using hand motions that may or may not get through to the crew. “Fkve alent idnsb Space. Thaoribe ake xlakt chilb tresspassing. Djnt wjaoxb nci qowb ship ont skxu akjcnn.” His hand pointed towards a crest that looked like a serpents head with a hood. He then pointed towards the crew as he shouted the last part. His frown deepened.

-GM

Chris looked at Mwezi. “Well S##t. I didn’t make out most of what he said but I did hear trespassing and the distinct tone of not being welcomed. He did point to a thing that looked like Cobra Commander. Er that serpent with a hood on it. Either that’s who they are or they’re warning us about them. Either way I don’t like the sound of it.”

Looking back at the Alein he picked up the ship and wrench again and made it look like he was fixing it again. Then pointed to the Alein.
“You! Help fix! Then We” Chris gestured in a circle to encompass everyone on the bridge and lifted the ship up again and moved it towards the globe of Earth in Ensign Mwezi’s paws.
“Then WE go home and leave you alone! You understand. Help us and we leave. No problems.” He looked at the comm officer who was trying his best to convey what Chris said in gestures as well.

Commander Chris Taggart XO

The man on the viewscreen pointed at Taggart. “Jfjet nixl disarm and surrender ldke bdaixb akdjur!”

“Sure. I’ll disarm and surrender. But only me.” Then Chris took out the phaser and put it on the ground.

The image cutting out as the man gave one more look of disdain at the Taggart. The readoit beeping fifteen minutes left til the ships arrival.

-GM

Chris looked around. “He pointed at me and told me to do it. Not anyone of you. But I’m sure he meant everyone. So defend yourselves. I’ll give myself up for the good of the ship but I won’t go down easy. Does anyone have a knife that I can have? I’m going to put it inside my fake leg.”

He sat down in the Captain’s chair and waited for the knife and pressed the comm for the Captain. [O] Captain. We made first contact. They are fifteen minutes out and wants us to surrender. I told them that I would. He thinks I am the Captain and I prefer to keep it that that for now. For the good of the ship, you need to comply because the ship needs your experience and expertise. Taggart out.[O]

Commander Chris Taggart XO

“Mr. Grey. Now would be a good time to hear good news about the bomb you’re making?”

XO

William looked at the console then at the Commander “Sir we have around One-hundred fifty Photon Torpedoes capable of an explosion of…” He looked back down at the console “Around a Hundred and Fifty Megatons but with no launching mechanism I don’t have a way of utilizing it without a manual detention” He looked over to the armory officers “Do you know of a way to remotely detonate an unprimed Photon Torpedo” He asked, he had been sending messages to the torpedo technicians but he wasn’t sure what they had come up with.

Lt. Grey CSO

“That’s ok Mr. Grey....You can give me the remote control and I can detonate the damn thing from inside their ship. I’ll just play it off, if they find the remote, that it is a way to teleport me back to my ship and all I or they if they have control of it, is to just press that button there.” He smiled at that. “Anyway then just push the torpedoes out the door and let it drift next to them. Give it about 10 minutes and push another one out. Do that three times and hopefully the first explosion will daisy chain them all and they all will go up along with those bastards. Then by the time reinforcements come you all should have the ship in working order to at least impulse your way out of here. Make it so Mr. Grey and recruit anyone that you need and tell them it’s an order from me.”

Commander Chris Taggart XO

“I do not believe that any violence is necessary. They may just be peaceful.” Nack said quietly. He then put his phaser down and sighed.

Ensign Nack al Dul Sci

Chris shot the Ensign a stern look then quickly relaxed his gaze. “Ensign al Dul is it? I hope you’re correct in your assumption but you heard it straight from the horses mouth about surrendering. And I hope you heard what I said just said about defending yourselves. So pick up your phaser and defend yourself even and if the time comes. Right now it is just me doing the surrendering. I expect you to fight for your lives if you have to. Or is it that you can’t? This is the second time you mentioned something about being peaceful since you’ve been on the bridge. Are you capable of acts of violence Mr. al Dul? Because if not you picked the wrong ship to be on. This is a battle cruiser not a diplomatic ship. If we get through this and you want a transfer then I’ll help you. But if you want to stay then there’ll be things t that you might not want to do but have to. Is that clear?”

He got the knife from an NE that bright it over to him and was listening for a reply from Ensign al Dul while he was hiding it inside his cybernetic leg. It was a nice 12 Inch combat knife with rubber grips and antimagnetic so as not interfere with his leg.

Commander Chris Taggart XO

“Sir,” Mwezi slipped over to stand next to the XO once more. “I would like to accompany you to the Alien vessel,” he requested. “On your own you are vulnerable. It is my duty to protect you and this ship, and as my fellow officers protect the ship, it falls to one of us to protect you,” he spoke.

Mwezi
Sec.

Chris smiled at him as he finished hiding the knife. “Thank you Mwezi. I thought your job was to protect the Captain? But I could use you over there. But I want you to understand one thing and I actually want you to think and consider it before you reply.”

Once he replied he went on. “This may very well be a suicide mission. I’ve come to terms that I will most likely not come back. I’m even taking a remote detonator with me. I’m willing to sacrifice myself for the good of the ship. That’s my duty. Are you cool with that?”

Commander Chris Taggart XO

William had a final look of defeat as he walked to the commander, gently grabbed his arm and whispered “A word, sir, in Private” He said with a rushed tone before walking to the Conference room and waiting.

CSO

“Sure thing. Ensign Mwezi you have the conn whine I’m away.” He got up and followed the CSO.

OOC: Make a new thread sir.
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