Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alita Claire (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Commander David Morris (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge
David walked out of the ready room, the exhaustion and stress of the first mission fully under his command evident in the circles under his eyes. “Ops, please obtain clearance to depart from Starbase Operations. Helm, plot a course to the Ragnar, prepare to take us away from dock at 1/4 impulse and engage at maximum warp.” He settled into the command chair. =/\= “Attention all hands,” he announced, “We are preparing to leave spacedock. Please secure your belongings and take your stations.” =/\=

“Clearance obtained, sir,” NE Olson at Ops reported. Here we go.

“Disengage docking clamps. Helm, 1/4 impulse on my mark,” he paused, “and mark. Take us to the edge of the system and engage.”

Commander David Morris
Commanding Officer

Alita watched as the departure was smoothly handled by the helmsman. She was very proud to be the first officer of this ship. Hopefully, she would be old and gray and still serving her. Perhaps, as the ships chef.

• Alita, XO/MO

The Helmsman was off in a land all of his own. He was daydreaming about his name. Stephen, with an ‘ph’. The ‘ph’ was important. He always reminded people of that. It denoted status. Status among all the Stephens of the universe, including....the others. He wouldn’t dare name them. He wasn’t some pleb. He scoffed at the Stevens with a ‘v’- or the v’s as he called them. He daydreamed of the day where he would one day rule all Stephens, including those of the lower class (the Stevens). He pictured himself with a crown on his head, the crown of Stephen, THE Stephen, the one to lead them all to victory in their endless war on those..... His thoughts were interrupted Who dares interrupt the might Stephen! He thought to himself, then snapped back to reality as he realised it was the Captain…Commander. He was present enough to hear the orders.
“Aye Sir, plotting a course for the Ragnar. Speed, 1/4 impulse. Ready on your mark Sir.” The Jons, they would be next. He thought to himself and smiled an evil grin as he tapped away at the console.

Jon, at ops was blissfully unaware of the intrusive and dark thoughts of Stephen at the Helm. He tapped a few commands on the console and Starbase Ops replied with the go ahead.
“We’re all clear for heading out on your mark Sir.” Jon stated.

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