USS Brian A. Olinski
USS Dragoon: Atten: Toro
Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in USS Dragoon: Atten: Toro
Posted by Lieutenant Michael Gould (Chief Engineer) in USS Dragoon: Atten: Toro
Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in USS Dragoon: Atten: Toro
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“Commander, we have a message from the Olinski,” Ensign Tenchi Koizumi, the young officer at the Ops station reported.
“Let’s hear it,” Jason replied.
=^=Parker to Harn. Are you reading what looks like a spaceship just under the crust of the south pole?=^=
=^=Just a moment, sir, give us a moment to confirm,=^= Jason replied while glancing in Toro’s direction.
Jason Harn, XO
The sensors did get a spaceship just under the crust of the south pole.
GM
Toro turned the sensors to that specific area “Indeed Commander, there is a ship just under the crust of the planet.” She said as she tried to get a better picture of the ship or an outline to try and identify it.
CIO
“Thank you Toro,” Jason nodded before pressing a button on the armrest of his chair. =^=Dragoon to Olinski. We can confirm the presence of a ship under the southern pole of the planet. I repeat, we confirm the presence of a ship under the south pole.=^=
Jason Harn, XO
=^=Olinski to Dragoon. We are moving that way to investigate. Standby to monitor us and get those crew members back to the Dragoon one way or the other.=^=
Parker CO
=^=Aye-aye Olinski. Will comply. Dragoon out.=^= Jason turned to face Toro. He opened his mouth to say something but a call from the planet interrupted.
=^=Dragoon, this is Commander Balfor, we are clear of the natives. Beam Science officer T’Phran up, clear her medically and return her to duty. As to me, beam me site to site to the other away team.=^=
Kolar
=^=Dragoon here,=^= Jason answered. =^=We read you Commander. Standby.=^= He pressed a button on his command chair. =^=Bridge to transporter room, did you get that?=^=
Jason Harn, XO
=/\=Got it Commander. Working on the various transports now.=/\=
-Lt Michael Gould, CE
Sensors would indicate that the Vulcan officer was transported safely.
GM
=^=Thank you Gould; standby for further instructions,=^= Jason nodded. He glanced over at the young officer manning comms. “Mister Koizumi, create a link with all of the combadges of all of Dragoon’s people down on the planet. Sending only, the Dragoon’s computer can keep track of how many acknowledge. I want to make an announcement, and let everyone down there know they are about to be rescued.” He glanced at the information coming to him on the screen of on the arm of his chair. “Let the transporter room hear my announcement as well. I want Gould on the same page as the rest of us.”
“Aye sir,” the young ensign nodded. “Channel is open.”
=^=Attention all hands, this is Commander Jason Harn of the USS Brain A. Olinski speaking. We have recovered the Dragoon and at this very moment are locking onto your combadges in order to facilitate a speedy rescue. You are ordered to break any contact you have with the natives and signal that Dragoon when you have done so by tapping your combadge. The Dragoon’s computer will register who has done so and who hasn’t. Make sure that Prime Directive safeguards are in place. We don’t want the natives to panic when they see people disappear in a flash of light right before their eyes. Harn out.=^=
He drew his fingers across his throat in order to signal that he wished to end the transmission. Ensign Koizumi nodded and tapped a button on his console. Jason then pressed a button on the arm of his chair.
=^=Did you get that Mister Gould?=^= he asked the chief engineer in the transporter room.
Jason Harn, XO, modifying his post yet a third time