Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Bridge and Conference Room - USS Sentinel

Posted by Captain Rende Asam (Commanding Officer) in Bridge and Conference Room - USS Sentinel

Posted by Gamemaster Magister Ludorum (GM) in Bridge and Conference Room - USS Sentinel
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The Commodore checked in with the yeoman outside the ship and as he stepped onto the ship, he heard the familiar whistle announcing his arrival on the ship. He pressed the button outside the turbolift and smiled at a crewman passing by as he waited.

The moment the Commodore was gone, Rand lifted her comm off her belt and flipped it open. [O] Rand to Bridge. Inform Cpt. Asam that Commodore Nechilla has arrived on board.[C]

[O]Aknowleged Rand. Captain Asam said to pass along her thanks. Bridge out.[C]

Yeoman Rand

Asam turned to Alden who was doing a rotation of bridge duty. “Are we due an official inspection?” They had just come off some interesting missions. The crew needed a break and the K7 crews had swarmed the ship. They were far from inspection ready. Oh well, the Captain thought. Take ‘em or leave ‘em. The Sentinel had an outstanding crew.

“Yes, Captain, I would have warned you, but I lost track of it. It won’t happen again,” Alden replied crisply.

The familiar whoos sounded and he waited until a few junior officers stepped off headed for the starbase. Once in the lift he twisted the handle. “Bridge” His deep voice was deadened by the carpet in the lift.

He stepped off the lift and onto the bridge. The familiar sounds greeted him as he stepped off the lift and onto the bridge. “Captain Asam, May we talk in private for a moment?”

GM

She stood from her chair, at attention, just like the rest of the bridge crew, as Nechilla stepped off the lift. “Of course Commodore, we can use the conference room on Deck 3.” She motioned for Alden to join them. “Lt. Ra’ti,” she addressed their tactical officer, “You have the conn.”

Cpt. Asam, CO

He moved across the bridge to join the two of them. “Commodore.” He greeted, his posture perfect, his uniform and hair neat and clean and crisp.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rende allowed the Commodore to enter the lift before her. Once they were all on, she grabbed the handle and turned, “Deck 3.”

“Captain, Commander.” the Commodore stepped on the turbolift with them. As soon as the doors closed he clasped his hands behind his back. “I’m sorry for coming unannounced. This isn’t an inspection. We have received disturbing news from an Andorian Mining and refinery colony.”

They stepped off the lift and continued to talk toward the conference room. “We don’t have a lot of details at this time, the Andorians weren’t sure what had happened. All they know is they got a general order distress call.”

As they sat down, Nechilla slid a data disk toward the Captain. “Captain, the Federation has requested that Starfleet look into this matter. Both from a Diplomatic view and to investigate the distress signal.” He sighed. “I’m sorry to send you off so quickly but, the Federation is relying on that Tritanium and the Andorians don’t have the resources to cover this at the moment.” He pause then stood up. “Captain, I’ll leave you two to over the orders. If you have any questions about the orders, please contact my office. You have 24 hours to restock and depart.”

Asam stood as the commodore did and nodded, “Yes Sir. We’ll get under way immediately.” After he left she sat down and inserted the disk into the computer and turned the screen to angle between herself and Alden.

As the commodore left the room, the data disk held the following orders:

SHIP DIRECTION ORDERS
FROM THE OFFICE OF COMMODORE NECHILLA
TO: COMMANDING OFFICER OF USS SENTINEL

The USS Sentinel is hereby ordered to Cipharus III and make contact with Prime Minister Tolian and with Scrilla, who is in charge of the Mining Colory and Refinery Efforts on Cipharus III.

Establish a diplomatic rapport with Prime Minister Tolian to investigate the general distress call.

SIGNED
ADMIRAL NAVIAWAY, ANTHONY
STARFLEET COMMAND

–GM

There wasn’t much to go on. “We’re on good terms with Andoria. They are a founding member of the Federation. It makes me wonder what is going on politically that Star Fleet needs to address this as a diplomatic mission.” Asam ran through the scenarios in her head. “I think we need to prepare for casualties and possible hostilities. Whether from inside or outside the colony.”

She pressed the comm and the boatswain’s whistle sounded across the ship. =/\=All senior staff report to the conference room immediately.=/\=

=/\=Asam to Rand. Have you finished checking in the new crew? As soon as you are done, report to the conference room.=/\=

Cpt. Asam, CO

=/\=Acknowledged Captain. I have one more new officer to check in.=/\=

Yeoman Rand

“Agreed. Somethings seems off about this,” Alden said with a frown. “Diplomacy is one of my expertises, Captain.” Alden reminded her. Strict adherence to social norms went into diplomacy. Not to mention his calm demeanor.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO