Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Khavo (Chief of Operations) in Arrival at Planet Evagen (attn bridge crew)

Posted by Captain Christopher Johnson (Commanding Officer) in Arrival at Planet Evagen (attn bridge crew)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Peter Cross (Security Officer) in Arrival at Planet Evagen (attn bridge crew)
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OOC: I’m going to move this on as we seemed to have stalled a bit!

IC: As the Constellation approached the pleasure resort of Evagen, NE Fran started to panic. It was her first shift at the helm and it was just her luck she was going to have to park the ship which was not really her strong point. As they approached orbit she realised they were going a bit fast so slammed on the reverse thrusters, causing the ship to shudder violently at the sudden change of pace. Padds hit the deck, coffee sloshed out of mugs, patients fell off their beds in sickbay.

Cross was at the Security console where he immediately began to run tactical scans on the planet below. He was looking for which ships were in orbit, the planet’s armaments…etc.

The ship now in full reverse away from the planet and a dozen hazard warning lights on the console, NE Stan dashed over to the helm and frantically tapped Fran on the arm. “What the hell are you doing?!” He hissed. “You never put the reverse thrusters on full, you always come to a stop first, did you even check your mirrors…”

As the ship suddenly slammed to stop it, it was only to thanks to his own quick reflexes that he wasn’t slammed over the half curved upper console. At the first sounds of alarm he had glanced up and seen how fast they were coming at the planet and grabbed onto the console with all of his admittedly human strength. Despite that at the sudden stop he was still thrown half over his console and scrabbling for purchase. Very undignified.

Straightening himself he looked around the bridge to see if anyone had been injured.

Fran scowled and stood up, stamping her foot. “Fine! You do it then!” She spat and stomped off the bridge. Stan shook his head in despair and quickly took control, putting them back in the right direction and easing the ship into orbit. Under his breath he muttered, “bloody women drivers…” before clearing his throat and announcing, “stable orbit established sir, incoming message from the planet…”

“How has that woman ever gotten her pilot license?” Cross murmured to himself as he shook his head.

A friendly looking Tamarian beamed at them on the view screen, his arms outstretched.

=^= Armand and Sridhar at Pau’ri! The place of meeting…Dijan, when the sky flashed green…=^=

Behind the Tamarian was a very excited looked young man bouncing up and down and clapping his hands. Off to the side was a young Orion rolling her eyes at the excitable chap but at the same time peering curiously at the screen.

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross looked up and studied these strange aliens. An Orion…that usually meant trouble. He keyed a query about what was known about the planet in the database.

Cross Sec

The planet Evagen had been commissioned by a joint alliance of several neighbouring systems to bring tourism to the area. It had a state of the art spa which boasted the biggest swimming pool in the galaxy and had every conceivable activity imaginable from sports facilities to hiking and sailing as well as some picturesque scenery. It had been designed to be the ultimate luxury getaway.

It was not officially open yet, the Constellation crew would be their first official visitors on behalf of the federation.

The resort was run by a Tamarian named Ki’Jalla who had been one of the main benefactors.

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross studied the results and then typed in a query about the background of said Ramarian Ki’Jalla.

Cross Sec

The computer dutifully displayed the records. Ki’Jalla was a wealthy philanthropist who had made a name for himself in the leisure industry. He had built several leisure resorts throughout the local area but was well known as an honest and honourable man. There were no bad reports of him and he was well regarded by all who had dealings with him.

Picking himself up off the chair he had fallen back into, Aaron made a mental note about NE Fran. “Next time, remind me to make sure all the seatbelts work.”

Aaron Michaels, XO

NE Stan took a quick look the bridge and made sure everyone was ok and quickly checked damage reports to make sure his useless colleague hadn’t caused any major damage.

Mother Hen (GM)

“Hmm, the resort was created by a Tamarian named Ki’Jalla, Commander. Appears to be above board by all reports given of him. A philanthropist.” Cross reported to Michaels.

Cross Sec

“Philanthropist?” Khavo echoed, rubbing the heel of her hand against her forehead. “Great! Maybe he can help pay for replacement seatbelts.”

OOC: Copy and pasted post here as thread split :)

“Duly noted Mr Michael’s I could not agree more about the seat belts” the commanding officer giggled looking over to the helmsman “Good Work”

Turning towards the main view screen Chris rose to his feet and walked closer before speaking. Once closing in a polite welcoming manner “I bring you greetings from the starship Constellation. I hope our arrival did not startle you” the commanding officer asked excited about the constellations latest venture.

Captain Johnson, CO

Khavo, COO

Despite having toppled over and only just finishing straightening up, Michael said “Speak for yourself about the seatbelts, I have to install them all.” Perhaps a sturdy blow to the head was all it took to give someone in the Jameson family self-confidence.

-Lt(j.g.) Michael Jameson, CE