Posted by Lieutenant Charles Fordham (Security Chief) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay

Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay
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NE Baldurdash looked on waiting for the final landing party members to arrive so they could get this show on the road.

GM CockRoach

Anderson rushed into the shuttle bay, his shirt only half on and juggling a science tricorder and a handheld phaser in his arms as he nearly tripped on the ramp coming into the Shuttle. “Sorry I’m late, had to change from my science uniform to my security one,” he huffed as he sat down heavily. Noticing the uniform shirt wasn’t even in his arm, he dropped his equipment and hastily fixed his uniform, then leaned down and grabbed the phaser and tricorder, stuffing them onto his belt.

Anderson, Sec/Sci

Roman headed in just as Anderson arrived. As excited as he was for the Sentinel’s first landing party, he kept a level face.

NE Baldurdash shrugged. “..Nah you’re not late yet Ensign. We’re still gearing up it seems and waiting on other folks to arrive..” The NE pilot stated.

GM CockRoach

“I assume that excuses my tardiness as well?” said Roman, giving half a grin to show he was joking around.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Just then Cleolet darted in. Her tail flowing behind her. She stopped looked at the other “I’m ssory for my delay. I wass in one of the accssess tubes doing maintenance and didn’t receive the notification until a few moments ago.” she said going over to the weapons locker and grabbing a phaser. She then checked her scanner and made sure she had everything.

Ensign Cleolet (Engineer)

OOC: Just to get moving along again, any folks not here just post in before this point!

NE Baldurdash spoke up again, “..Alright folks let’s get boarded up and secured. Time to launch! With all this delay we’re going to end up through the heart of the storm passing over the colony now. Remember puke bags are below your seats!..” He said as once everyone was aboard and strapped in the side door sealed shut and the hum of the impulse engines came alight.

With a hiss the shuttle hangar door opened below them and the shuttle hovered down and out. Soon entering the atmosphere and the whole shuttle began shaking and jumping this way and that from the storm and reentry turbulence.

GM CockRoach

Ford tightened the harness on his seat as the shuttle was pushed sideways again. The ensign was not kidding about the turbulence. “Time for some entertainment to take our minds off this,” he called. “Anyone know any good songs?”

CSO Ford

The turbulence wasn’t too bad yet, after you sat through the waves of the Scottish coast in a winter storm, well you either learned to have a strong stomach or pass out at the first strong wind. This was the first time she’d flown through one in a shuttle though. ‘Songs?’ Nope Rand was not singing. She could but she certainly was not going to. Besides the only thing she could think of was totally inappropriate and they were on duty, so it would be even more inappropriate. Randy could probably get away with it, but not her. Instead she went back to her PaDD and continued her basic entries for the log. After a particularly strong jolt and having to correct her entry, Rand gave up. She leaned back, closed her eyes, and relaxed. It was easier to ride out the turbulence if she was relaxed rather than tense.
Yeoman Rand