Posted by Ensign Andromeda Lykaios (Science JO) in Pre-Sim - Lt Woods arrival - (Open!)

Posted by Lieutenant Markus Woods (Chief Science Officer) in Pre-Sim - Lt Woods arrival - (Open!)
The thrum of the engines on the runabout did nothing to dispel the uneasy tension in the air. The lone pilot checked the displays, running low-level diagnostics and checking their charted course every so often. The other occupant tried to ignore the unease. The Viking was just another ship, the flagship of her class. The U.S.S. Heimdal held some particularly fond, but also intense memories for him. Markus saw no reason to be anxious over such a prodigious ship. Hokey superstitions were just that. Starfleet’s people were explorers, builders, and warriors.

But he could feel the ensign squirming in his chair from across the interior. With a sigh, he lowered the padd he was reading. It had a personal library of thousands of books, as well as replicator patterns for some of his favorites. “Out with it,” he murmured while running his fingers through slicked-back dark hair.

”S-sorry sir,” NE Wells winced, “we’re coming up on the Viking now. If you don’t mind, I’d rather not —”

”Dock with it,” Mark said finishing for him. He waved a dismissive hand. The kid was rattled, and one didn’t need to be a psychic to know it was pretty bad. “Bring us into transporter range. I understand theirs have been having trouble.” As he spoke, he put the padd into a small, hard cargo carry with the rest of his more sentimental possessions.
“Yes, sir.” NE Wells swiveled back in his chair to regard the viewport. A nearby star held steady ahead of them, and as he watched, it grew brighter and brighter. They were past the outskirts of the solar system the Viking lurked in.

Mark watched the ensign for a moment. It was clear Wells wasn’t entirely green, but still fresh from the Academy. Moving over he sat in the co-pilot position, though he could have taken left seat if he wanted. “Ensign Wells. Harry.” The pilot gave him a questioning and uncertain look. “Breathe. And remember… we’re explorers and adventurers out here. It’s the Wild West. You’re driving a stagecoach out here. Starfleet thinks you’re rough and rugged enough to hack it out here between Klingon and Romulan space. They usually know what they’re doing. A little fear is healthy, but you are from a long line of beating the evolutionary odds. Try to recognize what you’re feeling as excitement. You’ve already risen to so many challenges.”

Wells regarded Mark for a moment then let out a sigh and relaxed a few notches, letting his shoulders drop. “You’re right. Across the board. I should be able to handle whatever comes my way.”

Mark stood up, patting the ensign’s shoulder. “Good man,” he said heartily. Moving over to his things, he picked them up and slung them over one shoulder.

”Dropping out of warp,” Wells called from the front. He sounded more confident, all signs of nervousness gone. And sure enough, a moment later their blazing speed settled to a virtual standstill, even though they were still traveling at a significant chunk of the speed of light. “On approach to the Viking.” He paused a moment. =^=U.S.S. Viking this is U.S.S. Endurance on approach for personnel delivery. Requesting permission to initiate transport at your mark.=^=

Elsewhere on the ship they approached, Andromeda Lykaios the Vikings latest Science Junior described as ‘positively charged like two electrons’, ’ That would make a positron’ she had thought with an inwardly nervous giggle as she swept through the corridors her lab coat bobbing behind her as she neared transporter room 2, the ships only working one after having been informed of the slight destination change. If anyone other than the crew of the Viking saw her they would have thought she was running from something, but in reality, the two weeks on her new ship had certainly been interesting, she had learned to move between places quickly especially when alone. As soon as she caught wind of their department finally receiving a department head she was going to greet him and take her mind of everything that had happened since ehr arrival, flicking consoles, maniacal laughs, and shadowy figures be dammed!

By then, Markus made his way onto the transporter pad and stood waiting. He watched out the front viewport, even though the Viking was far out of visual range for the human eye. But it loitered somewhere very close as stellar distances went.

=^=Endurance, you are cleared to energize,=^= came the reply.

Wells regarded Markus over his shoulder with a look like he was sending the man to his death. “Good luck, Lieutenant.”

”You too, Ensign. Energize.”

Wells wasted not a moment longer and fed the transporter the coordinates and cycled the controls that would disassemble his passenger at the sub-atomic level and send him thousands of kilometers away as a collection of particles. Where he would be reassembled.

If everything went according to plan.

Lt Markus Woods, CSO

((OOC: Hey folks, this is an open opportunity to meet and greet Lt Woods in the halls and such aboard the sip, or perhaps give our GM’s some fresh meat to mess with. Provided no transporter mishap, feel free to jump in and say hi.

Sam))

Ande had made it with time to spare as she smiled to the transporter chief who was working away at the control panel and didn’t even look up, in front of her the pad began to activate as streams of blue light began to swirl forming a vaguely humanoid shape but behind that another humanoid shape swatting the blue orbs away, the transporter began to hum as the transport took longer than it should and struggled to remain working for the extended duration. “What’s happening?” She asked turning to the operations officer but he didn’t answer just continued to work the controls.

Watching nervously Ande’s heart beating fast, why didn’t he just arrive in the shuttle, shuttles were a sure way of getting on board that’s how she arrived at least. Suddenly her Grecian accent erupted recalling the names of two different dietys of travels “BY HERMES… I mean MEILI just let him on the ship!” Ande had always liked the mystery behind Earths Ancient civilization Dietys, her own heritage had its own long list of gods such as Zeus, Posideon and Hades but she always found referring to them upset the ship, or at least it seemed that way so she had taken the time to learn Norse mythology and it seemed to help, in this case, it did because now in front of her the full embodiment of her new department head stood, the rest of the room now completely empty.

OOC: Welcome to the Viking!

Andromeda Lykaios

Ensign Luna had been walking by the transport room on her usual patrol. “ are the transporters up again or are you just running test” she asked curiosity. She blinked several times as a stranger man appeared onboard the ship. “ who are you” she asked. Stepping into the room her hand rested on her phaser. Her wight and black spoted wings opening slightly. She noted the presence of the femail science officer but thought she had seen the women’s face before. So she was not consurned about her.
Ensign Luna