Posted by Ensign Johnathan Raith (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Losa Colony - Shuttle Landings

Posted by Ensign Johnathan Baptiste (Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Losa Colony - Shuttle Landings

Posted by Ensign Luna (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Losa Colony - Shuttle Landings
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Once everyone was seated in the two shuttles loaded down with the assorted smaller cargo in the rear the two craft departed soon entering the atmosphere of the planet below. Within minutes after only slight bumps in their descent they cleared into the open air and were closing in on the colony below. Looking it over it was indeed the perfect image of a early-mid 1800s era style life and culture. Large farms and houses, large fields of crops and farm animals both native and Earth based, several steam and water driven wheels or generators, and several animal driven plows, vehicles, and such. A few folks peered up from their work in the fields or homes at the shuttle’s approach to the main colony hub which had four moderate sized detailed sites laid out for two shuttles or later a single runabout to land on each. The main colony hub was about the only more modern looking place for miles around.

It was a large prefab unit commonly used by many colonies in the early 2330s-40s one of the first to use isolinear based systems at the time. Likely the colony had one of an older model torn down around then and this one put up if only to generally keep up on the times of hardware should modern needs come up. It was laid out like a large question mark in shape. The lower ‘dot’ of the mark were made up of the clustered four landing sites, while the curving upper part made up three large four story buildings that were the colony administration, defense/security hub, and main fusion generator/computer/parts storage.

As the shuttles one by one touched down on the four pads nearby several colonists all wearing early-mid 1800s style clothes but ready to assist in the unloading with thankfully older style anti-grav carts were waiting in the wings. Once the teams would exit their craft a well tanned human man wearing a pair of blue-jean shirt and pants slightly caked in a bit of dried mud (or perhaps animal dung?) stepped up and extending his hand with a smile to the XO first off. Given his slightly cleaner hands he had probably taken a quick chance to wash up a bit for their meeting before coming here. “..Welcome to Losa colony Commander! I’m dock master chief Barney Styles. So I was told the first haul would mostly be the smaller stuff right? Letters, care packages, gifts and such. Anything bigger then our arms we’ll load up on the carts behind me..” he said, the man had a strong firm but friendly grip and smile. His calloused hands showed he was no stranger to hard work even going into the late 40s-early 50s of age that his body showed. Stepping back then he looked over the rest of the party, “..So who are these fine young folks you got with you?” he inquired.

GM CockRoach

Luna looked arround the airea. ” I can keep watch from thw sky of you likr camander” Luna offered.

Ensign luna

“That sounds great.” She said to Luna, “but first we will unload the shuttles.” Sifeda approached the man, carefully looked at the hand before she took it and returned his shake with a slight firm grip of her own. “Thank you for having us Master Chief Styles.” She motioned toward the shuttles as she spoke. “Yes we have an assortment of mail and mostly small packages for you. My crew will help you load them on the carts.” She proceeded to introduce everyone in sight, “I have my Chief of Security, Lieutenant Anders, his officers Ensigns Luna and Raith. They will load the first cart. Then I have our Chief Medical Officer, Dr. Stacey and our Counselor Marlaa, they are here for consultation, if you need it. Then I have our Chief Science Officer, Lieutenant Azon, with her science officer, M’Lene, who will be unloading shuttle two. I will help unload the third shuttle.” She said with a smile.

Itri, XO

”..Well fancy you mention your medical and science folks. Could be we got a bit of a pickling jar of a problem that could use some help loosening..” He said rubbing his chin a bit. “..You would have to double check with ole Mayor Flinngen for final approval, but a quick comm call would fix that I am sure. But we’ve ran into a bit of a problem of a sickness hitting some of our breeding bulls. Got our techy folks stumped, don’t know quite the details but its made them less uh.....’interested’ in doing their jobs if you get my drift. So getting a hand there if anyone wants to take a look there would be nice and dont mind getting dirty out in the barns..” he said.

Sifeda was annoyed. Now they had to treat their animals? Wouldn’t it be easier if they just advanced to modern technology? However she presented a pressed smile, “Dr. Stacey and his doctors will take a look and give you an honest assessment on what they are able to do outside of using any advanced technology. If you can go ahead and place that call to the mayor for approval on our behalf, that would be great? We want to make sure we operatewith the parameters of your culture. “

As Kyle stepped off the shuttle to take in the planet around him, his mind was immediately transported back to those Halcyon days back in Yorkshire, in his days before joining the Academy, serving on the Challenger and beginning what had already proved to be an interesting career in Starfleet. Leaning into Commander Itri, he whispered. “Wow, quite homely, takes me back.”

-Lieutenant Kyle Anders: Chief of Security-

“I’m Doctor Gavin Stacey, Chief Medical Officer,” The LtJG said, stepping forward to shake the man’s hand. “I’ve brought along some modern med tech for your facilities, and a few early 1800s med pieces…” He said, leaning in to whisper the last part. Gavin then took a step back and motioned at his team. “I also have a team of Doctors with me!”

Dr. Stacey CMO

Stiles turned to the CMO, “..You don’t gotta worry bout offending us with more modern stuff Doc, most folks won’t get outright offended. We choose to live like this but we know more or less sometimes we gotta use the newer stuff. The more modern stuff just label to go to the main colony hub, our techs will handle it from there. But if you feel up to some house calls before I came over here, the Yarns family just outside the colony hub here about 3 miles down the western road first house on the right. They had some falls by their grandma who’s being stubborn coming here for a check up and care given her advanced age since she’s going on the big 100. So if you got someone to spare from our bull problem that’d be a help too..” he said.

M’Lene tried to stay out of the way and quickly started unloading supplies. At least this seemed like a fairly straightforward mission but she kept alert for anything out of the ordinary.

Ensign M’Lene (Sci)

As the groups got set to unload the first eight shuttles a younger girl of about late teens probably 16-17 years came up wearing jeans and a dirty shirt. “..Mr Stiles! Mr Harnish has a request for you to relay to our guests..” She said handing over a paper letter.

Sifeda eyed the paper thing and wondered how they kept track of all their important documents using that thing.

Taking it and reading it he simled to the young woman, “..Ah little Ms Whithash how you doing today?” he said.

”..Just…just fine Mr Stiles, just fine. Little out of breath from running though..” She said.

Turning then to the XO, “..Well seems Mr Harnish put in a request for some help for your security minded folks seems like the local wildlife is being more a problem for him and the local rangers to handle. Seems the local wolf packs we imported ages ago from Earth are being nosy and smart asses again. They found ways to slip through the fence lines and kill a few of his stock. Worse on their ways back out the main fencing got damaged. So seems he’s sucking up his living choice pride to ask if you folks could give him a visit to setup something to keep them out for a few days while he repairs and the rangers upgrade the fence line around his property. Seems like something you folks can do?” He asked.

GM CockRoach

“Ah..to be honest Mr. Stiles we are not folk that typically handle hard labor, therefore if Mr. Harnish can handle the fencing repair on his own with some of his own help, a few security officers can guard the perimeter while they work.” Sifeda wanted to make sure her officers were not subject to any strenuous labor. They were Starfleet officers after all not day laborers.

Itri, XO

” Where do these wolf reside” Luna asked her head tilted sidway she had over heared the conversation as she was passing with her arms full of crates for the wagons.

” wolfs normaly would not go throw the teuble of braking throw fences if there is far easer pray to go after” she said.
Ensign Luna

Raith came over at the mention of security and wolves. “Doesn’t sound too difficult, Mam.” He said setting down his crate, “I’m sure I could spare sometime to help if you’d like.

ENS Raith (Security Officer)

Johnathan winced and sighed when he heard the mention of sick cattle, he had worked with his mother, a veterinarian, as he grew up so knew a great deal about animal medicine. He quietly hoped no one asked him to assist with the bulls as he carried the cargo off the ship.

Ensign Johnathan Baptiste, Medical

Kyle came up behind his two officers and clapped Raith on the shoulder, “Sounds like these wolves might be a job for you and Luna chap! Go with some of the colony’s people and round up these wolves, report back to me at regular intervals, I’m going to see what I can learn about the colony from the source!”

-Lieutenant Kyle Anders: Chief of Security-