Posted by Lieutenant Commander Aaron Michaels (Executive Officer) in VIP Shuttle 1 Arrival - Main Sim (attn Team 1)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GamesMaster) in VIP Shuttle 1 Arrival - Main Sim (attn Team 1)

Posted by Ensign Harry Simons (Doctor) in VIP Shuttle 1 Arrival - Main Sim (attn Team 1)
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Justin hovered around old Bucky like a bad smell, his excitable chatter driving the old pilot crazy as he wittered in his ear. “They seem so nice, you’ll love them Buck, the Captain is really friendly and they’ve said we can take a tour of their ship! I can’t wait…” Bucky picked up the other half of the sandwich he was eating and shoved it in Justin’s mouth to keep him from talking then chuckled as he popped his lucky hat on.

“Ah, that’s better mate, you were driving Old Bucky crazy with that jabberwocky! Do us a favour and grab us one of those tinnies?” he asked as he pulled a somewhat chewed cigar out of the pocket in his bomber jacket and lit up. Justin giggled and gratefully munched on the sandwich as he grabbed a can of beer for his friend. “Should you really be drinking this Bucky? You’re about to pick up some very important guests?” Justin asked between bites.

Bucky took a long drag of his cigar, pausing to savour the delicate flavour before shaking his head and taking the can from the young man. “It’s not real J, I just like the taste,” he grinned as he knocked back a large gulp and let out a satisfied sigh. As he threw his bag on his shoulder he gave the young man a nudge. “So come on then Nipper, any nice Sheilas in their little gang?” he asked with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Justin gave him a perplexed look back. “Sheilas?” he asked with a confused smile.

Bucky shook his head as he gulped down the rest of his can and threw it in a nearby trash bin. This young nipper could understand every riddle that their boss spouted but somehow Bucky’s Australian slang had thus far eluded him. “Sheilas? Any nice dames?” he added as he shrugged his shoulders then sighed. “Are there any nice looking girls?” he said finally. Justin giggled and nodded. “Oh, now I get you! I don’t know really but I expect so?” he offered. To be honest he hadn’t really been looking at the girls. Bucky chuckled and gave him a hearty slap on the shoulder. “Alright mate, I guess I’m asking the wrong fella huh?” he laughed as he stepped into the VIP shuttle and chucked his bag on the floor. As the hatch to the luxurious shuttle closed slowly, Bucky winked at his young friend and hollered, “don’t wait up!” with a cheeky grin.

Bucky laughed to himself and slid into the pilot’s seat, adeptly tapping in the launch sequence. As the shuttle sped out of the atmosphere towards the Constellation, Bucky cracked another can open and proceeded to chug it down. As he approached the Constellation, he tapped the shuttle’s comm link.

=/\= G’Day mates, Pilot First Class Bucky Walker here from Evagen, permission to dock skipper? =/\=

Mother Hen

=^=Pilot Walker, this is the Constellation, permission granted.=^= Came the response from Cross on the bridge as he ran the routine security scans on the incoming shuttle.

Cross Sec

Bucky’s cheerful voice chuckled back over the comm channel. =^= Alright me ‘ol cobber, putting this little filly into park, see ya on the flip side! =^= Bucky laughed as he tapped the console adeptly to bring the shuttle in to land.

As the shuttle came to a stop, Bucky flipped the controls into park and hopped out into the shuttle bay, stuffing his cigar in his mouth as his grubby boots hit the deck.

“Howdy folks! Who’s up for a little field trip?” He chuckled.

Mother Hen

OOC: Team 1 you can start making your way to the shuttle and boarding :)

James tugged on his jacket habitually “Well I suppose I am, what ‘bout the rest of ye?” HE asked the forming group arriving. He doubled checked his tricorder and science gimoz/prankster travel pack.

CSO

Bucky grinned and heartily shook James’ hand, “good to have you aboard mate! Chuck ya gear in the back and grab a cold one out the esky!” He added with a wink as he pointed to a cooler full of beer.

Harry arrived at the shuttlebay ready for the away team duty. He was not looking forward to it. The away mission itself, (whatever it was) worried him less than knowing he was trapped in a shuttle with Ensign Bob rather than simply beaming down…

-Harry

Bucky plucked the cigar from his mouth and gave Harry a powerful slap on the back. “Why the long face Bruce? Chef’s whipping up a mountain of tucker for us, I’ll even slap a couple of snags on the barbie for us! Get yer rump on the party bus and grab a drink,” He said as he grabbed Harry’s bag and threw it on the shuttle.

Finally feeling like himself again, Ensign Bob whistled his way down towards the shuttlebay with a spring in his step. He didn’t often get to go on away missions so he was brimming with excitement. He skipped into the shuttlebay with a large bag on his shoulder and waved gleefully at Harry, running over to greet him. “Hi doc, I’m feeling great, thanks for fixing me up!” He squeaked.

Mother Hen

Aaron still wasn’t used to wearing red, but he wore it proudly as he arrived at the shuttlebay, standing by waiting.

Aaron Micheals, XO

Michael had straightened his uniform as he approached Ensign Bob’s Australian counterpart and his shuttle. He tried not to think about the fact that this ‘Bucky’ was their pilot.

Boarding the craft, he couldn’t help but wonder what awaited them. Given that Bucky had been sent to pick them up for what he had thought was a formal occasion. Never a dull moment in Starfleet they said. This is not what I thought they meant.

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