Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Peter Cross (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)

Posted by Ensign Byrnarterro Ch’riaqer (Science Officer) in Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GamesMaster) in Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)
As the last of his first set of passengers left the shuttle. Bucky quickly fired up the launch sequence again, keen to collect the second team and get back before the festivities started.

He kicked the old bird into autopilot and cracked open another beer as he let out a loud yawn. As no one was around he set his beer down and grabbed a quick cat nap before he was rudely awoken be NE Fran’s voice over the comm link.

=/\= Helllllloooo? I haven’t got all day, are you landing or what?! =/\= her stroppy voice carried over the comm line. Bucky quickly wiped the drool off his chin and hit the comm link.

=/\= Uh, yeah, sorry about that Sheila, must have been a bad line, bringing her in to land now… =/\= he said as he hastily gave his cheeks a slap so he didn’t look too wiped out. As the shuttle came to rest once again on the Constellation, Bucky realised he was desperate for the loo. Doing a little dance as the shuttle doors opened, he dashed through, nearly bowling NE Fran over as he yelled, “where’s the dunny?!”

Fran shrugged her shoulders and shook her head as Bucky fidgeted in front of her. With his leg twitched Bucky gave her an exasperated look. “You know, the john? The crapper?! I need to take a leak!” he replied urgently as the young NE finally caught on. Shaking her head in dismay at his lack of decorum and professionalism, she roughly grabbed him by the arm and dragged him down the corridor to the nearest restroom. “I’ll have to accompany you, you’re not authorised to be aboard the ship,” she snapped, clearly irritated at the inconvenience.

As he dashed in to relieve himself, NE Fran sent a quick internal memo to the second away team that their shuttle had arrived and would be departing as soon as their pilot had in his words, ‘had a slash’.

Mother Hen

Byr saw the memo and began making his way to the shuttlebay. He wondered what “having a slash” involved, it wasn’t a saying he was familiar with. Was there a problem? It almost sounded like he was in a fight of some kind, but the ship hadn’t gone onto alert, so he made his way as planned to the shuttle a couple of minutes later.

He always found the “pleasure planets” far too warm for his liking, however the mountains did pique his interest.

Ensign Byrnarterro Ch’riaqer, Science

Lt. jg Cross entered the shuttlebay with NE Travis at his side. No way was he gonna let the Captain go down without at least two Security officers. He wasn’t going to let anything happen on his watch.
Nodding to Ch’riaqer he said,”Ensign,” the science officer was someone he hadn’t met yet though he had perused his service jacket, as he had of everyone aboard. Ch’riaqer was an Andorian, who he generally enjoyed serving with, though one did have to watch their tempers.

Cross COS

“Are we all ready” the captain exclaimed entering shuttle bay applying the standard PPE as he did. That been a tricorder holstered to the left side and a phaser to the right. “Let’s get this show on the road” he concluded by daying as he walked on towards the shuttle.

Johnson, CO