Posted by Lieutenant Xam Ra’Ti (Tactical Officer) in Main Sim - Conference Room - New Orders

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Main Sim - Conference Room - New Orders

Posted by Captain Rende Asam (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Conference Room - New Orders
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The boatswain’s whistle sounded across the ship’s intercom system and then Captain Asam’s voice came across the speakers. =/\=All senior staff report to the conference room immediately.=/\=

Rand arrived shortly after, stocking the conference room with drinks and giving the captain a stack of blank data disks that had been requested. PaDDs were set at each chair and then Rand took up a seat out of the way to take notes on the meeting.

Rende sat at the head of the table, and copies their orders to the data disks and then setting them at each place for the senior staff to review.

Cpt. Asam, CO

Alden took his place next to Captain Adam, arriving within minutes of the summons. He inserted the data disk and began to look it over.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

As the data disks were inputted into the computer console, a slightly robotic voice with some whirs and beeps, the computer spoke the following:

REPORT OF CURRENT OPERATIONS
SYSTEM: CIPHARUS III
PLANETARY CONTACT: PRIME MINISTER TOLIAN FROM THE CITY OF TALLRUS
REFINERY CONTACT: SCRILLA

SITUATION IS AS FOLLOWS

In the last 48 hours, the Andorian Mining Commission received a general automated distress call from the Refinery on Cipharus III. After 8 hours of the distress automation, all communication was cut. All indications are artificial jamming. There was no contact from Tallrus, the capital city of Cipharus III.

We hereby request the assistance of the Federation in establishing a diplomatic communication with Tallrus and investigating the source and cause of the distress signal from the refinery.

SIGNED,
ANDORIAN MINING COMMISSION

FROM THE OFFICE OF THE FEDERATION TO STARFLEET COMMAND

THIS MESSAGE IS BEING FORWARDED FOR SET OF ORDERS. WHILE STARFLEET IS PRIMARILY A SCIENTIFIC WING OF THE FEDERATION, THE IMPLICATION OF THE DISTRESS CALL WARRANTS A MORE FORWARD OPERATING OPTION.

YOU ARE HEREBY DIRECTED TO DISPATCH A STARSHIP CAPABLE OF BOTH DIPLOMATIC AND ALL POSSIBLE OUTCOMES IN THE INVESTIGATION.

OFFICE OF PELLAN FEL
PRESIDENT OF THE FEDERATION

Planetary Information to be uploaded to the main computer

System: Cipharus
Number of Planets: 7

The classification of planets is as follows:
Cipharus I :Class Y
Cipharus II: Class J
Cipharus III: Class M
Cipharus IV: Class K
Cipharus V: Class J
Cipharus VI: Class T
Cipharus VII: Class J

Information Cipharus III:

The planet has two main continents.

The northern continent is mostly farmland with a small desert in the southwest, a large mountain region that stretches from the eastern coast to the western coast.
The northern continent is 9,000,712 SqKm

The southern continent is very mountainous and volcanic with very little natural vegetation. There is a single colony that is the Andorian mining base. On the northern coastline, there are remains of a city that has long been destroyed. It is unknown what caused the destruction at this time.
The southern continent is 3,987,003 SqKm.

End of report.

“Awaiting Instructions”

GM

‘I do love a good archaeological trip! Marcus said; the young Security officer sat at the conference table, pouring over the data packet, ‘We’ll need to prep for desert weather though!’

-Lieutenant Junior Grade Marcus Anders: Chief of Security-

The reptilian CMO entered and blinked one set of lids across his black eyes, followed by the second set. “Captain. Commander.” he said by way of acknowledging the CO and XO. He took his seat at the far end of the table with his back to the door and began reviewing the data disc.

Kreed, CMO

The Tactical officer was the next to arrive. The Efrosian walked in with his typical swagger and said “Mornin’ everybody!” and took a seat across from Kreed. “What’s up, Doc?” he asked and then filled a glass with water from a pitcher on the table. He saw everyone looking at their screens, looked down and saw the disc, shrugged, popped into the reader and began reviewing the data.

Once everyone was seated Rende looked across the table at her senior officers, “Information on our newest mission has been provided on the data disks at your consoles. 48 hours ago, the Andorian Mining Commission received a general automated distress call from the Refinery on Cipharus III. After 8 hours it stopped and all attempts at contact have gone unanswered. There has been no contact with the capitol city either. We do not know if it was a mining accident, some kind of protest or revolt, a natural disaster, or something more violent. Nor do we know if the cause was internal or external. Thoughts?”

Cpt. Asam, CO

“Any preliminary changes or issues co.e outta there in the past week or so? Might be worth reviewing any feeds from local news or any reports filed with Andorian Security forces or Federation law enforcement.”

=/\=Captain, this is Comms Officer Chatter, you have a priority one distress call that’s been routed through Andoria. I’ve encrypted it for you. =/\=

-GM

Asam held up a hand to quiet the room and then pressed the buttom in the table. [O]Put it on a data disk. I’ll send Yeoman Rand to collect it and bring it to me.[C] Shea nodded to Rand who got up and left.

Cpt. Asam, CO
Fee
Less than 5 minutes later, the crackle of someone using a personal comm to access the ship’s comm came through the system. Then Yeoman Rand’s voice came over the speaker. [O]Intruder alert. Deck 2. Running aft, port side, Male, gold uniform, no rank, skewed insignia on left side.[C]

Once the lift opened Rand sprinted down the corridor toward the conference room.

Yeoman Rand

Ra’Ti didn’t speak, he just moved to his feet and bolted out the door. Turning aft he sprinted as fast as he could, telling “MAKE A HOLE!!!” to anyone in the passageway. When he came to the midship access ladder, he climbed the ladder with a speed born of utter familiarity and began to run towards where he estimated the intruder’s location to be.

Ra’Ti, Chief Tactical Officer

Roman was immediately behind him. “Move, move, move!” He shouted as he passed crew, following Ra’Ti.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO