Posted by Lieutenant Tom Jarvis (Internal Security) in Bridge

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vanessa Slade (CNS) in Bridge

Posted by Gamemaster GM (Gamemaster) in Bridge
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Magnus entered the bridge after meeting with some of the ship’s Tactical officers and putting up a few ideas, he went to the Tactical station, relieving the NE there “Don’t mind me, lieutenant, I’ll be manning Tactical for a little while” He said as he started the analyses Jarvis had ordered.

XO

Tom nodded.

“Much appreciated Commander.”

Dagen had not been privy to what was going on with the mission. It was not affecting engineering or the ship so he was doing his daily things. At least until he got the notice to ensure a transporter lock on the away team.

=^= Bridge this is Engineering. Heading to the transporter room now. =^=

“Kalos, Deeg, with me,” he said, heading out with them.

OOC: I know Mason is on LOA but just prepping for his return. .. Gene

=^=Copy that.=^= Tom commed.

• Tom, IntSec

“Preparing overlays” Magnus said as he tapped the familiar screen of the tactical stations. It only took a few moments to get acquainted with the set up despite not having touched one in some years.

XO

Tom leaned forward as the tactical overlays spread across the main view screen. He was analyzing the information presented there. So far there was no threat in the vicinity that the Genesis couldn’t handle but, as an old saying goes, even a tiny insect can be dangerous in large numbers.

“Excellent layout Commander. We should see threats coming in plenty of time to prepare our defense.”

• Tom, IntSec

As far as the long range sensors were able to see, the Lesscoo ships were not moving out from their system. However the spy satellites that they had deployed were still sending data.

GM

Tom looked at the overlays seeing the active satellites.

“Commander, we need to either jam or deactivate those satellites the Lescoo have left in orbit.” he directed to Magnus as he was currently at tactical.

• Tom, IntSec

Some time passed and the sensors were able to detect the ship on the planet starting their test. The ship finally reached above the atmosphere and started their warp engines. At the direction away from the Lesscoo system, the ship lurched forward reaching light speed or warp factor 1.

GM

Tom watched the ship clear the atmosphere.

“Monitor that ship in case they need help.” Tom said to no-one in particular figuring tactical would monitor telemetry, comms would monitor communications, and science/ops would monitor energy readings and life signs.

• Tom, IntSec

Marius decided that the Lieutenants had enough fun managing the situation and since he still hadn’t really been ratified with what was going on, on the planet he would have to put his hand more directly on the tiller. The turbo lift seemed to shush open with more authority when he arrived. “Report?” He questioned and she marched the circular path to the captain’s chair. A seat that he simply stood next to at first.

Marius CO

Tom stood up from the chair.

“Sir. We have eyes on the situation with the team, the Messi, the Lescoo, and the test ship. We are currently jamming the Lescoo satellites. The team is at the Messi launch site with transporters locked on. The Messi test ship is at warp one and we are ready to render aid if necessary. Shields are up and defenses are online. Long range scans are active and watching for potential threats. Communication frequencies are being monitored. Data packets are being spooled for review and eventual delivery to Star Fleet Command and Star Fleet Intelligence via sub-space carrier wave.”

• Tom, IntSec

“Seems like you have everything covered.” He turned and plopped himself down in the Captain’s chair. “I guess all I need is a cup of coffee and a magazine to read.”

Marius. CO

Vanessa had walked in half a step behind the Captain and moved to her chair on the bridge. Hearing him call out for coffee, she mentally debated about the pros and cons of offering him the one in her hand. She hadn’t drank any yet and it was made in an acceptable fashion for him to consume however the obvious problem presented itself: She didn’t know him well enough to share anything of hers yet even though she had been on the ship several months now. Pretending as if she did not hear his request, Vanessa made herself comfortable and waited for an appraisal of the situation.

Vanessa Slade CNS

Tom nodded and stepped away. He was gone from the bridge for about seven minutes, plenty of time for people to forget he was even there, much less in temporary command.

Stepping up beside the Captain’s chair he held a tray out to Marius with a copy of his favorite magazine and a cup of coffee made according to how Marius most commonly ordered it.

“Your coffee and magazine sir.”

To Tom it was a bit of humor to give the Captain what he asked for, even if Marius wasn’t serious and likely wouldn’t remember having mentioned them.

• Tom, IntSec

Marius was one of the few people on the ship who seemed to have a fair memory of Tom. It was perhaps due to his habit of double clicking his comm badge whenever he noticed him. But every once and a while he forgot and then blanks occurred. Tom saw the common, ‘what the’ expression on his face when he appeared with the cup of coffee, but it was quickly hidden with a smile. “You got me that time.” He double tapped his comm badge.

It wasn’t the first and it wouldn’t be the last. Calvin smirked every night he had to listen to his recordings of the day to refresh his memory of Tom, although even that was more like reading a book about what happened as opposed to actually remembering it. “Thank you,” He took both items, sipping at the coffee, but he made no effort to look at the magazine.

He glanced over to the counselor. “No offer for coffee from you?” He chuckled,

“Yeah no,” she gave him a slight smile. “It appears the Medical staff leaned about the quantity I drink and there is a rumor going around my blood tinted to caffeine. Crazy enough now I seem to be locked to decaf after 3 am. Might need you to check into that Sir,” she took a long drink.

Slade. Cns.

“Just kidding counselor.” He announced loudly, “No officer is expected to get me coffee. But I do thank you kindly for doing so.”

The space ship stopped slightly more than five minutes. It reached about 90 million kilometres from its previous location. There was no time distortion because of the stable warp field. It fired its smaller propulsion engines to turn the ship around. Then it went into warp again and returned to 500 kilometres from its original position after emerging from warp about 5 minutes later. Then it used its smaller propulsion engines to prepare to descend into the planet’s atmosphere. As soon as it started to descend, a frigate from the Lesscoo system began to move towards the Messi system.

GM

“Well,” Calvin stared at the ship. “That’s a successful warp drive is that not?” He looked around. “Please have it put in the official log.”

“I think this just turned into an offical first contact for us.”

“Science tell me when that Lesscoo ship closes to half a light year. At that point we’ll warn her off.”

Marius CO

Vanessa sat up straighter in her seat. First contact situations meant she was a go for the away team. Normally she would be excited about the opportunity. Today she was ecstatic. She had spent the better part of the morning remembering that strangling another government official usually involved nasty things like security and court marshals. Now she was presented with the opportunity to be more Nelson Mandella than Spartacus in helping the Messi get out from under the Lesscoo’s thumb. It would be her first mission like this so Vanessa wasn’t sure who she would rather beam down with. The XO and the CO both had a way of side glancing her at times which she referred to off the record as the ‘pip down’ look. She could be rather feisty at times but both men also appeared to support her sometimes unconventional approaches. In the end, it wasn’t her choice who the big guy sent on the away team with her but she was already mentally preparing for her departure.

According to the sensors, the ship would take about 4 days to reach them at their present warp speed.

GM

“4 days at current speed, sir” The Science NE announced.

Magnus took a step from the Tactical console, allowing the Tactical officer to get back to his station and joined the Counselor and Jarvis near the Captain “Looks like things are going well.”

XO

“We’ll we can time that arrival with a sun dial.” Calvin did really even want to be there in 4 days. But this had a chance of running long.

=/\=McGregor to Genesis, calling for the Captain.=/\=

COS

=^=Yes, Mister McGregor, Go for the Captain,” Calvin responded.

Marius CO

=/\=Captain, I feel the need to request relief in the form of a more senior officer. This has gone beyond the scope of a simple reconnaissance mission and I am not prepared for a First Contact.=/\=

COS

=^=Wait one, either myself or the XO will be beaming down. Can they tolerate a beam down?=^= Marius turned to science, “Any reason to think this is a trap?”

Vanessa took a sip of her coffee to hide her expression. Why why why does every Marine, security, or tactical officer think everything is going to be a trap. Maybe they have a nice buffet spread out with snacks and some booze under a banner that says Go Federation. Think positive boys, she mentally had a conversation that was not appropriate for the bridge. Sure there might be an odd occasion that some unfortunate away party was strapped to a slab and offered up in sacrifice to some alien religious ceremony but it was not like that was so common that it was listed as more than a footnote in the section about first contacts.

Tom read Vanessa’s body language and facial expressions. He couldn’t be sure of what she was thinking but he thought he might have an idea.

No sound of footfalls, just his voice quietly from behind her left shoulder, “It’s because they’re trained to think that way.”

• Tom, IntSec

=/\=Unknown. I mean, we beamed down, but they haven’t really asked us about how we got here,=/\= Thomas replied. =/\=The normal first contact protocols for a confirmed new-to-warp species suggest shuttlecraft, don’t they?=/\= he asked, struggling to recall the two diplomatic courses he’d taken at the academy the better part of a decade prior.

He then pivoted over to the XO. “You or me XO.” Marius probably was the better fit, but with the Lesscco playing games up here and the Messi possibly being an unknown, might make the XO less willing to let him beam down.

Marius

COS

OOC: Note, none of the natives have actually seen the beaming. The away team just entered their facility and asked to meet their ‘leaders’ ;)

GM

Vanessa struggled to sit patiently for the Captain to call out whether he was going or not. It strangely was reminiscent of waiting to be picked in a pick up game of kickball from her youth. This time however she knew she would be on the team instead of having to run home to tell her mom that one of her brothers wouldn’t let her play and water girl was not exactly a position on the team.

Vanessa Slade CNS

“Okay,” Marius started since the XO hadn’t seemed to protest. He pointed at Tom and Vanessa, “Okay, Tom you’ll be another set of supecious eyes and double as added security. Vanessa you’ll be our good talker.” He intentionally spoke in a broken manner.

Marius

OOC: We can jump to the beam down since we are moving slowly.

Luke