Posted by Cadet K’sang Duras (Scientist) in CSO’s Office: Cadet Duras Checking In

Posted by Lieutenant Garth (Chief Science Officer) in CSO’s Office: Cadet Duras Checking In

Posted by Cadet K’sang Duras (Scientist) in Checking in
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“Incoming transmission: its the I.K.S. Proh’ange”
Message: “This is the Proh’hange, one to transport…”

K’sang adjusted the Baldric draped over his shoulder one last time before looking at the transporter officer, “Er’ohl, how do you say NuqDaq ‘oH puchpa’’e’ again?”
Shaking her head, Er’ohl smirked, “Hab SoSlI’ Quch, Duras”
Before K’sang could reply, the transporter pad activated and left the world he knew behind. “Nuqjatlh?” he replied a moment too late as he stared blankly at this… human. Good start, he thought as he quickly gathered his wits, “Cadet K’sang reporting for duty”

“Well, I’d suggest you put your hands down at your side when addressing the CO Cadet… and maybe not question what someone said before anyone greets you?” said the transporter officer.

Klingon’s did not show weakness, despite his face feeling warm. He would not let his embarrassment be publicly shown. “Well, um… Yes, would you.. please direct me to the COS’s office?”

K’sang needed to clear his head and focus on the task at hand… even if the Kobayashi Maru felt welcoming at this point. After receiving directions, K’sang made his way through the ship to the COS’s office and pressed the chime.

The door to science lab one opened automatically at K’sang’s touch, sliding aside to reveal a room filled with a dense grey cloud of smog that started to spill out into the hallway. It was so thick that you couldn’t even see your hand if you stuck it out in front of you. From within the smoke, a raspy harsh coughing could be heard some unspecified distance into the lab, the hacking of an older man. Between fits of coughing, a gravely voice yelled out: “Turn on (cough) the exhaust fan! Along (cough) the wall to your (cough) right (cough) of the door!”

Although it was located on deck one, the flagship science lab was starkly different from the other areas of the ship’s premiere deck. Whereas the bridge, observation lounge, and captain’s ready room were kept neat and tidy, Garth’s workspace was a scrapyard of miscellaneous metal parts, half-constructed analysis equipment, and seemingly unattended bubbling test tubes and beakers. Walking through the space would require some careful maneuvering as to not knock anything from their precarious perches at the edges of the long, low tables that lined the room, especially now that the room was filled with smog.

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

OOC: Hi Dustin! So happy to have you aboard! Great first post, I like the character details you’re incorporating already, that’s awesome! I saw that you’re working on a character biography too, which is great! I have a couple pointers to get you oriented!

1. I changed the title of this thread to “CSO’s Office: Cadet Duras Checking In”. Because there are always several threads going at a time on each ship, thread titles should include the location, followed by the purpose. Sometimes this will also include labels regarding “sims” or simulations, be they main sim threads where the GM (game master) is involved, or player-directed side-sims! I saw that you did this with your CNS and Medical threads already, which is great! Although i would recommend including your character’s name in the title of threads because we have a lot of check in threads going on right now and it helps us all keep which is which straight!

2. At the end of each post, we include a character signature to indicate the end of our writing and to identify the speaker/actor for other players. Mine is (Lt. Garth, CSO) as an example. The character signature should include your character’s rank, name, and department! So yours might looks like (Cadet Duras, Science).

3. Last little thing: the head of the science department is called the “Chief Science Officer” or CSO. I saw you mention the “COS” in your post above, which in STF means the Chief of Security. It’s a tiny difference and is quite confusing if you ask me, but that’s the abbreviations we use to differentiate the departments!

I gave you a little bit of a scenario to solve… see if you can find that exhaust switch! Looking forward to writing with you!

Ben Z.

OOC: Thanks! Yeah I noticed things as I delved further into posting, i’ll get the hang of it soon enough.

IC:

“qaStaH nuq jay’” K’sang covered his mouth and nose with the crook of his elbow as thoughts of composition began to run though his head: Carbon Monoxide, Dioxin, and various Sulfides. After steeling his resolve, he entered the lab he tapped his comm badge, “Caustic smoke detected =cough= lab one!”
Already his eyes had begun to water, making what little vision he had even worse, between coughs he managed to add “Run a level five diagno=cough= nostic and = cough= notify Sickbay of potential Medical Emergency =cough= if Class Alpha fire is detected!” Feeling along the wall as best as he could, he tried to find the access control panel as stumbled over what he could only guess was part of a probe solar panel “What kind of qu’valth =cough= chooses to live in a Targ sty?” he added irritably.

(Cadet K’sang)

As K’sang entered the room, the smoke was definitely uncomfortable to inhale. But it didn’t burn necessarily, and there was no heat to the room or smell of burning. Likely this wasn’t a fire, but a chemical reaction gone awry. Given that there was someone else in the room who was still breathing and may have been trying to navigate the space for some time, it wasn’t likely that the smog was especially toxic. That being said, it would probably be a good idea to tell sickbay about the incident afterwards just in case.

“Computer!” The voice barked frantically from across the room. “Cancel (cough) that order! We don’t need (cough) sick bay (cough) you just need to (cough*) hit that damn exhaust!” K’sang could probably find the panel easy enough by feeling along the wall, and operating it was a simple press of a button.

If K’sang activated the exhaust, the room would be filled with a loud whirring as the fan turned on, quickly sucking the smog our and replacing it with fresh air. As visibility returned, K’sang would see Garth, a stout tellarite man with aging complexion and balding head, wiping condensation from his goggles.

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

OOC: Great post once again! Writing in STF is collaborative, so it’s a balance between respecting other people’s characters actions and still moving the story along. In this case, I used “if” to indicate what might happen if K’sang takes the expected actions to move the plot forward. But theoretically, you’re allowed to change the direction if you’d like! One small thing: when using alien language, I’d recommend also including the English translation in parentheses. The universal translator is always on in starships I believe, and even if it’s not, Garth (for example) might know klingon even when I (Ben) do not. It would save me the chore of looking it up in a translator if that’s the case!

Ben