Posted by Captain Calvin Marius (Captain) in MAIN SIM Shuttle to Beltran

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Magnús Pétursson (First Officer) in MAIN SIM Shuttle to Beltran

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) in MAIN SIM Shuttle to Beltran
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Upon reaching the hangar there were not one but two options for the nine crew members to use for Transport to the surface. One was the Captain’s yacht and the other was one of the Armadillo-class shuttlecraft. It was up to any of the nine crew arriving at the hangar which ship they chose to go down to the surface in.

GM Kate

Magnus looked good in a dress uniform, of course in his humble opinion he looked good in any uniform but there was something about the stiffness of the dress whites that he felt really brought out his good qualities of which he possessed many. The only thing he truly disliked about wearing the Dress Uniform was the fruit salad hanging on his chest, he wasn’t greatly fond of showing off whatever achievements he had received in his nearly thirty years of service. Medals and ribbons of commendation and service, service pins from his duties with the Diplomatic Corps and during the Dominion War including the Christopher Pike Medal of Valor. He was hoping that his broadly built commanding officer would bring his own salad bowl full and not skimp.

He stood with hands on hips and critically examined the two vessels and without looking around said “So we’re taking the yacht right?” He said with a broad grin on his face “I mean dress to impress and fly to blow minds”

XO

“We can’t all pile into the yacht that will defeat the purpose of taking two ships.” He actually nodded at Magnus’ Medal of Honor before even looking about the room.

OOC: I just looked at the ship specs I don’t think we’re supposed to have a yacht… but I’ll go along with the plan.

OOC: As the Manhattan-class designer, no, I didn’t explicitly add a captain’s yacht. That said, ED policy is that anything not explicitly written in a spec is assumed to be of Galaxy-class standard… and the Ent-D did have a yacht, even though we rarely (never?) saw it on-screen, so handwave yes, the ship has a Captain’s yacht. :)

OOC: I could have sworn that Julia’s old site had information on the Genny’s yacht or the fact that it did back in the day but that was nearly ten years ago…

OOC: Same here, she loved that yacht wanted to get it in every sim, just couldn’t.

“Um yes,” Vanessa stated coming up from behind the XO to stand at his side. While the crew had been ordered to show up in dress uniform, being a counselor meant Vanessa had more options. She could forgo the strict dress uniform denoting power, authority and rank with more civilian attire to allow those around her to see her as typical and approachable. People tended to open up when they were comfortable so her outfit was meant to tease out the true feelings behind what might be polite words. The dress she chose was regulation blue indicating she was part of the counseling staff but that was where any semblance of a uniform went out the window. It was floor-length with one single strap going over her right shoulder to hold the bodies up. The material was a soft satin that made one think of the ocean as it rippled on her body as she walked. The dress was form-fitting but not skin-tight and lacking any adornment aside from a long sash that draped over her neck and ran down the back of the open dress.

“Why would we not show up in style?” Looking over at the XO she took in a long look before responding. “You look good,” and “I call shotgun.”

Vanessa Slade CNS

Marius frowned looking her from head to toe. “I don’t think that is regulation?” He paused remembering what he said on the bridge which was he didn’t care what she wore as long as she could run in it.

“Counseling regulation 2 section 6 subsection paragraph 19 subparagraph 73. Counselors may wear civilian attire to set their clients and make them feel less intimidated by any sense of rank or protocol. While all of you look fabulous,” she gestured around at the officers that arrived, “I need my sunglasses to stop the blinding lights coming off all those medals and awards. All of you look highly impressive and highly intimidating.” Gesturing to her dress, she shrugged. “Nothing intimidating about this and gives me the air of flightly blonde…er brunette. Trust me. This dress will let me talk freely to the servers of the banquet to find out more about this King if we need it.”

“Can you run in that?”

“Pfft,” she waved her hand. “I have nine brothers. Not only can I run but I can hog tie someone with this sash if the occasion calls for it.”

Magnus smiled at the counselor, his most charming grin as usual “I know, usually do but the tight fits bring out the best in me. And the same to you Vanessa, what I would do to get to dress up in civies” He said with a laugh before returning his gaze to the ship and cocked his head “I don’t recall the Genesis being issued with hunting equipment” He said with a quizzical tone looking back at Slade “Does the Captain outfit his yacht with Powder Propellant Firearms?” He asked

XO

“No, but I snuck real whiskey in the supply closets.”

Red stepped off the lift thinking that Dagen would be a few seconds behind her. She didn’t know if he had taken a detour it engineering to bark out some last orders, that would translate into a few minutes but that was fine. Glancing around she saw Vanessa, not hard to miss her and that lovely outfit. Of course Magnus was probably debating which convinced to travel in but it was obvious to her.

“Wow, I knew I should have become a counselor. I guess I wasn’t meant to though. Love that color on you Vanessa. So, I’m guessing we’re taking the shuttle that, while plain on the outside, will make us look absolutely even more stunning than we already are when we step out of it right?”

• Reia, CIO/Comms

“Well lets put the first five in the yacht and the second four in the shuttle.” Since he was one of the first five he would get the yacht. He according to protocol would not helm the ship, which was probably best since he presumed that most of his command crew were better pilots than him.

Marius

“I call traveling with the whiskey,” Vanessa let out a laugh stepping onto the Captain’s yacht and taking one of the seats farthest back from the cockpit. Nothing fun or interesting ever happened in the front seats of anything.

Vanessa Slade CNS

Dagen slipped in behind the others as they looked to be working on seating assignments. Slipping up to Reia he whispered, “If there’s no room you can sit on my lap. Or we can take a back row and pretend we’re still on vacation?” He winked at her. He had popped back to get a little camera to take some shots if he could of this place and see if it was as good as advertised in their grand holos and if the king popped out from behind every bush that was suggested in the advert.
- Dagen

Reia of frowned and shook her head at Dagen then, she smiled and winked at him. Stepping closer she put her arm around his waist and leaned against him. Their vacation had definitely been fun.

• Reia, CIO,Comms

Ever the one to dance along the line of regulations, he gave Reia a mock shocked look as she side hugged him. Smiling he clasped her at her shoulder and pulled Reia in for a brief but comforting hug. Then whispered as he let go, “You’ll wrinkle me,” he said, grinning for a moment as he thought of them getting to the planet with strands of Reia’s hair on his dress uniform. Truth to tell this was something that he was happy for Reia to be along with him. He had had precious few first contact anythings much less joining Federation anythings. While he could put up a good formal front and be a good boy he did tend to forget himself in a certain amount of gawking and getting into shop talk with others. He had been around enough people who boasted this or that tech would revolutionize society at large and found it to be more bluster than reality. Something as spectacular as their shield tech would be an amazing boon if they could get it working on their ships but Dagen had a lot of if’s .. and, ultimately, while the diplomats and Captains and such did the niceties Dagen knew it would fall on him to get waist deep into it. It was exciting but it was almost like going into an exam without having actually attended the classes. “Ouch,” he said, looking at Thomas approaching. Did he look that stiff?

Reia stepped in front of Dagen and gave him a critical once-over. She tucked a bit here, stroked a bit there, and smoothed out a bit of his hair. Lastly, she did indeed find a strand of her hair on his shoulder.

Conversely he knew that Reia would be keeping her eyes open doing her intelligency thing, seeing things that meant nothing to Dagen but spoke volumes to her. Sometimes Dagen thought it was her making things up, just as the Earth author for Sherlock Holmes seemed to do. Sometimes he felt that she was a bit of a Sherlock Holmes; her perception on many a thing was uncanny. “Let’s shoot for the yacht,” he said to Reia, nudging her in that direction.

“I think the shuttle will be safer. The yacht wasn’t meant for things like this. Besides, all the really really pretty people want to be in the yacht. The handsome intriguing dangerous people should be in the shuttle don’t you think?”

-Reia, CIO/Comms

IC: Thomas turned up, walking stiffly in his dress uniform with his mouth set into a thin line and his eyes pinched.

“Where do you want me?” he asked, looking between the two craft.

COS

Dagen, CE

Vanessa Slade CNS

Magnus had opened his mouth to answer Reia’s comment when Thomas arrived and smiled “Well are you pretty or handsome?” He asked with a wide smile “Captain’s prerogative and yacht, I’ll take the lovebirds in the Shuttle you take my place on the Yacht” Having both Command personnel off the ship and in the same vehicle was too big of a security risk for his mind, besides he wanted the Security Chief at the Captains side at all times as he was the only one to make him look small in comparison.

Once everyone had picked their ride on the shuttle of their choice, the two ships began to make their way down to the surface of the planet. The trip was relatively smooth to the large orbital platform located at the bottom of the exposphere of Beltran.
The orbital platform was large and heavily armored. This was not surprising with the Gorn Hegemony just a few light years from it. It was surprising that there was only one platform no matter how far the shuttles scanned out for a second one.

In the middle of the Thermosphere, the ride in the shuttle became very bumpy. If one was not strapped into their seats they ran the risk of being thrown from it. The energy disturbance the shuttles were experiencing seemed to only be for a few hundred feet.

GM Kate

Calvin clipped on his belt. It was a bad habit that he couldn’t shake that if it wasn’t a combat drop he didn’t like strapping in. Strapping in was the beginning of the mental preparation for a fight.

Surra observed the two options. The Captain’s yacht, known for its luxurious accommodations and sleek design, exuded an air of sophistication and elegance. On the other hand, the Armadillo-class shuttlecraft, though less extravagant, boasted reliability and versatility, characteristics that appealed to Surra’s simplistic nature.
After a moment of consideration, she chose to board the Armadillo-class shuttlecraft.
With a decisive nod, she boarded the shuttlecraft, and settled into one of the seats as preparation was made for take off to the planet.

Almikaz, CSO

Magnus opened a channel to the Yacht =^=Shuttle Jericho to Yacht, hope you all are strapped in, things are getting really bumpy over here=^= The call was mostly a secondary distraction from the turbulence as he flew the shuttle, he wasn’t going to spend the flight down on scanner duty so he’d grabbed the lead pilots seat during startup.

XO

“Is this the expected chop?” Calvin asked anyone.

=^)=Jericho and the Genesis Yacht to the flight controller, we are on final approach, and final course modifications?=^=

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