Posted by Crewman Richard Sharp (Security Officer) in Gymnasium

Posted by Crewman Guy Fleegman (Security Officer) in Gymnasium
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Entering the gym, she began to set up an obstacle course. The equipment included walks, doors, windows and other obstructions. Enough to make an interesting obstacle course. A bit of laser tag.

As Guy entered the gym he noticed the laser tag equipment. He was slightly better with a phaser than he was with his fists, so maybe he might have some little advantage over Sharp. It was worth finding out.

Though Sharp did not respond he made his way to the gym , he wasn’t really looking forward to it especially remembering that M’Mera had cheated during the martial art training when she used her tail wrapping it around his feet and he hit the ground.

On entering the security gave a quick nod to the COS and stood next to Guy looking on ‘’ Guess we’re in the army now ‘’ he muttered under his breath.

“Is it just us two?” Guy whispered back. M’Mera never invited any other officers along to her soirees. Guy was unsure how officers like Morris were given a pass. “She must like us, I guess?”

Without moving his head Sharp replied ‘’ Or hates us more likely ,she didn’t even give us time to relax…that crate you carried with the doctor must have been heavy ‘’ and then as an after thought he went on ‘’Maybe our COS does not yet know about the new security ‘’ .

He looked at what M’Mera constructed and he felt a knot in his stomach ‘’I don’t know about you Guy but I don’t think I’m going to win the green Beret.’‘

“I’m happy as long as I leave Starfleet without gaining the Medal of Honor with Clusters,” Guy replied.

M’Mera watched the two young crewman enter and begin to look around. She had been notified about another new Security crewman while she had been waiting and had put in a call for him as well.
From the looks on the two crewman’s faces before her they didn’t seem anymore impressed with her efforts here then when she had instigated the hand to hand drills with them. What was with Sharp? She knew he thought she’d cheated but he must understand that any opponent could pull an unexpected move, why did he hold it against her?

Morris came in a short while after his hail. “Excuse me Ma’am,” he said catching his breath, “I was over in sickbay making sure all was well with my physical, which it is, and didn’t realize you’d arranged something for us. But here now and reporting. Crewman Clifford Morris.” He held out a hand for her to shake.

M’Mera nodded in greeting, her tail waiving lazily behind her. “Not at all, Crrewman, I am glad you have yourr medical exam out of the way.”
The Caitian Security Chief stood relaxed, her tricolored pelt lying smoothly, not showing any of her own inner turmoil.

Sharp had seen him maneuvering the shuttle which took them back to the ship ,he waited for now to introduce himself and to advice him to watch for the tail ,for he knew all too well what it could do!.

“Alrrright, gentlemen. You see beforre you an obsstacle courrsse of obsstrucctioss and wallss. Thiss iss a relaxed drrill.” She indicated the interior of the gym. The gymnasium’s polished polymer flooring had been overlaid with modular matte-black panels, each embedded with recessed impact sensors and low-level emitters to register “hits” from phaser tag pistols. The space was dimmer than a standard gym, lit in deep reds and blues to provide contrast against the glowing targeting arrays and team indicators mounted on each player’s harness.

The obstacle course now doubled as a close-quarters engagement zone — a shifting field of cover, concealment, and ambush points. Configurable wall panels and barriers could be rearranged at the push of a control panel, creating fresh layouts for each drill.

Key Sections:

Energy Shield Barriers:
Waist-to-shoulder-high duranium panels with embedded holographic emitters projecting faint blue “shield” lines across the top edge. Shields provided visual obstruction only — they were penetrable by laser tag beams but gave the illusion of tactical cover.

Corner Wall Sections:
L-shaped bulkhead extensions positioned to break up sightlines and create “kill zones” for ambushers. Painted in matte anti-glare coatings to minimize reflections from training phasers.

Over-Under Crawl and Vault Structures:
Adjustable-height platforms where trainees could either vault over or slide underneath for rapid repositioning, forcing quick decisions under simulated fire.

Light-Sensor Targets:
Dispersed throughout the arena, these circular emitters glowed faint green until hit by a player’s beam, whereupon they flashed white and deactivated — scoring bonus points for precision marksmanship.

Cargo Block Fortifications:
Stacks of weighted storage crates forming barricades, angled to deflect beams. Some blocks had low, narrow firing gaps for prone shooting positions.

Climbing Net Overwatch Post:
A raised platform accessible by cargo web, offering high ground with a 270° firing arc — but also a glowing “priority target” indicator visible to all opponents.

At the far end, a Team Control Console displayed each squad’s score, hit accuracy, and “respawn” countdowns. The tactical computer could adjust arena lighting, simulate environmental effects (such as low visibility or flickering emergency lighting), and even project holographic enemies to complicate live-fire team maneuvers.

The viewport along the starboard bulkhead had been polarized to near-black, broken only by occasional streaks of starlight — giving the illusion of playing in a darkened outpost somewhere deep in the frontier.

She indicated the pile of gear near the door,”Therre is the gearr for you all. There are slip over armor to rregissterr the hitss and lasserr pisstolss that are coded to the computerr. Thiss iss a frree forr all sso no rruless otherr then that you not hurrt yourrselvess.”

Sharp looked at the construction ,he wanted to run away but felt his feet were rooted to the spot . Gazing at the gear provided he walked over not really knowing what he should pick or put on .

‘’Guy ,Morris listen I believe its best that we stick together and work as a team instead of every man on his own ,three minds are better then one .....what do you think?’’ .

Morris looked at the set up and thought he understood the assignment. He went over and began strapping on the gear and checked the phaser before looking over to Sharp. “Apologies, but, I do not think that’s what the Lieutenant had in mind for the exercise. Besides, it’s just training. No one should be getting too hurt.”

“I agree with Clifford!” replied Guy. “Sorry Richard, but there can’t be a ‘team’ unless there is another team to compete against, and it’s just us here. It also looks like she took a great deal of time to put it all together. And it will give me a slim chance to beat you at something. You can’t be an ace at everything, and I’m not a bad shot with these tag pistols. I’ve not seen anything as complicated as this set-up before though. It must have just been issued.”

Sharp looked at the other two security ‘’O…o..okay then I guess its every man for himself’’ and with that he bend down to pick the gear ,which included the armor ,phaser,trricoder and night googles vision just in case it was dark in there. He wondered if he should take a rope too just in case ,from his demeanor Sharp did not look so enthusiastic about the whole so called exercise .
I’ll bet I’ll be he one who takes every shot there is he thought to himself.

There were no ropes on the ground though there were some attached to some of the equipment to aid in ascents and descents.

Guy wasn’t going to pick up any rope. He didn’t see the necessity. However, he watched what the others did.

Sharp moved at a snail’s pace near the entrance showing his lack of enthusiasm , the last time he had any sort of training was way back at the academy and not even that was as complicated as the one M’Mera had constructed.

Hear I go he thought to himself and took a step forward ,stopped and with the tricoder started scanning around him. The light was dim and the security put on the night vision googles and phaser in hand before moving on, he glanced at the tricoder to see if it would show that he might take another step without being hit .Any target that showed circular emitters glowed faint green the tricoder picked up he fired at it before it would hit him.

He wasn’t taking any chances ,one step at a time while scanning around him not forgetting the ceiling and what looked like floor beneath his feet.

As he walked further inside it got darker but he could see even not that clear cause everything looked green with his night vision on. Sharp came across the Cargo Block ,his tricoder showed a faint signal but he was not sure from where it originated ,wrapping the rope he then threw it against the first storage crates ....nothing.
What the security did not realize was that the rope never reached the angled deflect beam and secure in the knowledge that it must be clear he walked passed , only to be hit.Taken by surprise he threw himself on the ground with the consequence that another one hit him as he lay flat on his stomach.

About to panic he rolled off slightly to the side still down on the ground, gathering his thoughts..it was no use panicking , he had learned that way back at the academy......

To be continued..............

It wasn’t what he had planned, but by allowing Sharp to leave first, it gave him an advantage, as he could see exactly where all the traps were set, and the precise locations where the hidden lasers were shooting from. If he could remember them all, that is! Morris seemed to be still debating whether or not to go, but Guy couldn’t see any further advantage by delaying the start, so he followed Richard Sharp, and he dodged, ducked, dived and weaved exactly as he had done, but stopping short when he saw him sprawled out on the ground. There didn’t seem to be any way to pass this particular trap. Guy looked around to see if he could reverse, and if Clifford Morris had attempted to come the same way, or was following his own course instead.

• Guy, Sec

Sharp had heard a shuffle behind him and was surprised to see Guy ‘’It would have been better if we had worked as a team’’ he said in a low voice , then pointed to the energy shield barriers ,his tricoder was again picking a slight disturbance and he made a sign to Guy to avoid them .The over and under vault structure was just a few feet way and the security while still on the floor made his way towards it ,now his dilemma was should he go under or over it ? There was one way to find out he threw the rope under the vault any hidden lasers would only pick the movement seeing that it was safe he crawled under it knowing that the other security would have seen him and hopefully follow .

Sharp himself did not realized that he was concerned for Guy and wanted him to make it safely out .It had been a long time but apparently at the academy and on his first ship as a cadet it had been instilled and ingrained ,literally into one’s consciousness to care for the rest of the team and not every man for himself .

Sharp sec

Morris watched Sharp with a curious expression. He seemed unusually on edge for this simple training exercise. He watched him strap on the infrared goggles and make his way through the course, followed by Guy. Sharp suddenly fell to the ground as one of the traps triggered and fired at him. Guy came up behind and Sharp began to signal to him.

Morris looked to Lt. M’Mera and then back to the others before giving a shrug and making his way into the arena. Stepping into the darkened arena, he quickly and calmly put on his own infrared goggles. The view gave him a good sense of his opponents as well as the terrain. He began to scan the area and saw that there was an area of cover that he could get to rather quickly. Taking out the Tag Phaser, he quickly took aim and fired at both the prone Sharp and the preoccupied Guy as he then took cover from the two. He had hoped their focus was on the traps around them and Sharp’s current position for them to realize his movements. It would be a bonus if they didn’t see him hide behind this cover. Even more so if they assumed his attack came from a trap instead and continued focusing on them.

As he took his new cover area, he saw that a trap had been set there as well. M’Mera seemed to be clever enough to anticipate someone wanting to use this enticing spot. As the tag phaser hit him, he quickly assessed it’s position and returned fire. The emitter seemed to change color, and Morris took that to mean it had been deactivated. He’d find out if his vest registered another hit.

Peering around the cover, he tried to stealthily observe the position of the others and see if returning fire was incoming.

Crewman Morris
Security