Posted by Commander T’Pon (JAG) in Side Sim: Battle Stations! (Attn. All Crew)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bill Saunders (Chief Tactical Officer) in Side Sim: Battle Stations! (Attn. All Crew)

Posted by Captain Ael Aihia (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Battle Stations! (Attn. All Crew)
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“We can rotate positions as we feel necessary if things get too out of control and someone else excels in that particular field. I know we’re going to need a great CTO for this and I honestly couldn’t think of anyone better in such a position, so Commander Saunders, please take Tactical.” He changed his attention to the somewhat flustered Vulcan, “Commander T’Pon, being a JAG I do believe that comes with a certain level of leadership and trust involved with such a position along with a determined and focused mindset. I’d like you to be the XO for this sim.”

OOC: Not too sure if the following are participating? Hopefully we can have everyone!
IC: He scanned around the room for the Chief Engineer who he thought he heard a bit earlier. “Lieutenant Argeneau? If you could, please take Engineering. I believe that only leaves one other … Major Crystal, I do understand you mostly deal with Starfleet Marine Corps, but would you like to deal with Security? I do hope we can avoid being boarded, but they’ll definitely be in for a surprise with SFMC dealing with our interior.” He then scanned around the room to ensure that everyone was set, this was going to be a challenge he was sure no one would forget, even himself. He only then took his seat in the Captain’s chair. “I need a status report and ready all stations. Let’s hope we don’t start off with any surprises.”

Maxwell Saunders
AC (I’ll just put AC for Acting Captain for this sim!)

Lt. K’Vexx understood the conditions for the sim and had no problem with Major Crystal taking his normal position at the Security station. He looked expectantly towards the Acting Captain and asked, “Would you like me to take the conn, sir? I have some experience with piloting and I have looked over the specs for the Dauntless.”

The Lt Cmdr. walked to the tactical station as he said “Yes sir.” He worked some of the controls to make sure everything was in working order. “Tactical is operating in optimal condition.”

Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
Tactical Chief

As T’Pon entered the simulation, she sat down next to the captain in her designated role as executive officer. Taking some initiative, she decided to check some things.

“Tactical Chief, please examine the weapons and maneuvering capabilities of the ship. Report them to me and the captain when done,” she said, as dryly as a Vulcan would.

T’Pon, Sim XO

“Understood sir, the results should take about 5 minutes.” the tactical officer said.
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

The ship’s maneuvering thrusters and power were at full capacity. Weapon’s arsenal was loaded with phasers banks and torpedoes at peak efficiency.

“That would be ma’am, tactical chief…” T’Pon said, clearly annoyed at being called a man.

T’Pon, Sim XO

“Yes Ma’am, sorry Ma’am”
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

OOC: Sorry for posting late, guys, had to work this weekend :-(

Lt. K’Vexx, CoS/Curtiss

“Ma’am, all weapons are in working order and accounted for and the maneuvering capabilities are at maximum efficiency.” The Lt. Cmdr. said.
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief
OOC: Ahhh I forgot about you K’Vexx D: didn’t see you in the initial posting for some reason x_x and no worries, I’m no stranger to working weekends myself.

IC: Max extended his arm towards the station, “Lieutenant K’Vexx, please do. I have faith that we’ll be in good hands with you at the conn. If you could, double check all flight procedures and let’s give her a go.” He raised an eyebrow for a moment and glanced down to one of the remaining stations. “Do we have anyone set at the Science station or anyone familiar with the sensor array? If you could, bring up our currently location on the main holo display. I want to have a good idea on where were are so that we can prepare.” Having that display up would be critical to their surroundings as it gave their location, and anything in relation to that. Especially handy when it came to the battlefield.

Maxwell Saunders
AC
“Very well Tactical Chief. Give me a rundown of all the weapons out our disposal please.”

T’Pon, Sim XO

“We have 80 photon and 40 quantum torpedoes and 6 type X phaser arrays throughout the perimeter of the ship. All are armed and ready.”
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

Before everyone had the chance to settle, the simulation was underway. Long range sensors would indicate a vessel approaching at warp 4.

Ael Aihia, simulation programmer.

“Ma’am (sim XO)! Sensors just snapped on, there’s a vessel approaching us at warp 4! Unidentifiable at this time.”
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief
OOC: My bad, I split the topic .. tends to happen when I reply at work because I didn’t refresh the page lol pasted my reply in

IC: “Hail the approaching vessel and angle us to be slightly offset to the arrival of the vessel, I want a clear shot to maneuver in case we need it and raise shields. Yellow alert.” He knew this wasn’t going to be easy with the Captain’s foreshadowing earlier mentioning battle stations, still if there was a way to resolve a conflict diplomatically, he would try to pursue it.

Maxwell Saunders
AC

At fifteen thousand kilometers it dropped from warp, revealing itself on short-range sensors as a D’deridex class Warbird in pristine condition. Its shiny, emerald exterior gave off an eerie aura; a strange concoction of prestige and malice.

“Hailing frequencies are open, so far no answer. Our ship is on yellow alert.” Bill Saunders shouted.
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

Each attempt the Dauntless made to hail them was fruitless. It was at their wits end that someone answered, but the communication was faint.

“Wait…I think I’m getting something from our hail…It’s faint but coming through.” Saunders said as he tried to pinpoint where the message from the vessel is coming from.
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

Once optimised, the message became clearer.

“Some kind of message is coming through clearer now.”
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

“Tactical chief, put the message on loudspeaker please so all can hear.”

Heather continued to remain at her station as she listened wondering what the message was.

Heather Argeneau, CE

Commander T’Pon, Sim XO

After working the controls on his console, the tactical chief then said, “Message coming through the loudspeakers now.”
Lt. Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

“Federation,” the screen blipped from the greater expanse of space to the slim, organized interior of a military bridge. Situated in the centre chair, her poise reeking of ascendancy, a Romulan woman stared level with Captain Saunders’ eye. “You have crossed into Romulan territory. State your business.” Her voice was achingly familiar, but nothing was more telling than the hostility in her gaze.

Simulation

“Romulan! How did we get across their border?” Bill Wondered.
Lt Cmdr. Saunders
(SIM) Tactical Chief

T’Pon would stand up from her chair and approach the screen.

“Hail Romulan! We were not in any way shape or form aware that we were in Romulan territory. Can we examine our interstellar maps to see if your claim is correct before we continue?”

T’Pon then looked sideways at whoever was near the navigation console.

“Interstellar maps. Now,” she said incredibly dryly, though at a volume the Romulan could not possibly hear.

Commander T’Pon, Sim XO

Max stood and held up his hand as he walked over to the viewscreen himself politely requesting silence on the bridge as he began to greet the Romulan knowing they took a diplomatic hand. They had always been difficult to deal with due to their proud and aggressive nature, but he hoped he could perhaps negotiate in a way. They were still trying to get everything up and running and had no idea where they were, so in truth it would be a rather truthful bluff. “Shaoi kon, Enarrain. I am Commander Maxwell Saunders of the USS Ark Angel, I would like to offer our sincerest apologies for intruding into your rightfully claimed, sovereign space. At the current moment our navigational array had been malfunctioning and we had stopped here for repairs instead of navigating anywhere to avoid such a situation that we.. unfortunately currently find ourselves in. We don’t wish to be a burden upon your patrol, but if it’s not too much trouble to point us in the right direction back to Federation Space, we will expeditiously take the shortest route back to there.”

He had carefully crafted his words in hopes they would appeal to their sense of superiority to make them seem as insignificant as possible as if running across a trader that was merely passing through. Though, at the same time he was also stalling for everyone to get their bearings on their stations to be prepared for anything should it happen.

Maxwell Saunders
AC