Posted by Cadet Lillian Anderson (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Cadet Catt Beñnet (Scientist) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Main Sim - Bridge
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Looking around at his Bridge, Felix noted those present then looked back to the Helm. Before speaking up, he leaned to the side slightly to his XO. “Does the Counselor always watch over everybody like the Psych Gestapo?” he asked, quiet enough only for his XO, then smirked. “Helm, take us out at quarter impulse. Once we clear the Station, jump to Warp 8.6. Lets not waste time getting to that Distress Call.

Max chuckled. “I think they teach that look of that they know you are up to something at the Academy,” he said quietly enough only for the Captain to hear.

Gordon watched the engine display as the ship got underway, then turned his attention to the rest of the bridge.

“Lieutenant Torrirs,” he said, “How are preparations in Sickbay? Are we prepared for possible injuries?”

Captain Rhodes, CO

Korczak, CNS

-Gordon, CE

“Helm, what is our estimated time to arrival?”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Korczak smiled slight and said “You know what else they teach, Commander? How to read lips.” in a most nonchalant fashion.

Korczak, CNS

“Is it so that you can tell when people are trying to come up with an excuse not to come to their next session?” Max asked laughing. “Reading lips is definitely one thing they don’t teach at flight school. Because if you are close enough to read their lips, you are probably going to get shot.”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Helm tapped in a few buttons. “At warp five we will be there in twenty three hours, forty two minutes,” he responded before looking up over his shoulder, “Path is clear. We could really open her up and be there in half that at warp 8.”

GM Wombat

“Well it is an emergency, and the Captain did say warp 8. So increase our speed to warp 8. All stations, we have about 12 hours until we arrive to prepare.”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

And with the the helm nodded and “floored” it once they were far enough away from the station. The clock had started and the Challenger was on her way.

GM Wombat

Max looked around at the department heads, no one seemed to be acting.

“Lt Gordon. Ship status report.”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Nijix paused just outside the bridge door. She gave herself a quick glance over then let relief wash over herself, confident all the molasses had been washed off. Earlier a Cadet’s prank had misfired. Instead of getting their intending target, she had a whole bucket of molasses crash down on top of her head. All those present had been assigned a cruel and lengthy punishment until the culprit was found. It was put on her to do list for later.

She inhaled then walked into the bridge and quietly slid into her seat at one of the stations.

-Lt. Nijix Tavium, CoS

Helm just did his thing, charting courses and sending the ship along.

GM Wombat

OOC: I am going to back off here for a bit and let some of you DHs and junior crew post.

Korczak was slightly disappointed that none of the new cadets were on the bridge. This would be a solid learning opportunity, and one that didn’t come with the stress of mission operations… for the time being, anyway.

Korczak, CNS

Catt stepped out of the turbolift just in time to catch a bint of a disapointed look on the CNS’s face. Or she might of thought so if she understood humans better. She had come to discuss something with ths CSO. But she stopped short as he wasn’t at the sciences station. In fact nobody was at the sciences station. This was unusual. Not that undocking needed a presence by sciences but more that she would of expected Max to have jumped at the chance. Max likely was much more ambitious than she was and it’s not like a geologist was going to get called upon for bridge duty very often.
Catt flicked an ear in annoyance. Nor as a soil composition specialist was she expecting a great deal of bridge time. “I’m a farmer not a astrophysicist.’ In a soft whisper. It was a running joke at the academy amoung those with doctorates in either medicine or the sciences. A nod to a formor teacher generations past. She made her way to the science station and remaining standing logged herself into the console. She didn’t sit as doing so was painful just now. She set to scanning the local sysrem. She wasn’t expecting to find anything overly interesting as they undocked and set course. But extra eyes couldn’t hurt. Also it was busy work till someone relieved her or a senior officer demanded something of her.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences.

Lillian was a nerves reck this was here first space assignment and Knowing they where going to Klingon, Romulan, and Federation boarders where it could get a bit Hairy if not handled just right by all personnel on board. She checked here uniform to make sure there was nothing she could get reported for. She heard the turbolift slow as she assumed it approached the bridge of the Challenger.
She straitened her uniform jacket one last time and as the doors parted the revel the Bridge. As she exited the lift she noticed the command staff at their station none of whom she really knew but she also knew that this was the life she had chosen as an officer in and ever-changing fleet.
she noted that there was an officer present at the Security station a trill judging by those spots and walk briskly to check it with her CO.
“Cadet Lillian Anderson reporting in” she pulled herself to full attention and waited.
Was that some Kind of syrup she smelt.

Cadet L . Anderson

Max chuckled. Oh to be young and fresh out of the Academy again. Standing up he moved over towards Catt as she sat down at the science station.

“Glad you could join us Cadet. We are heading towards a rescue mission, and we should probably look ahead at what we could be encountering. We’ve already downloaded most of the data from the starbase before we left. Feel up to the task of sorting through it?”

“By the way, how is the hydroponic garden going?”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO