Posted Feb. 21, 2023, 11:52 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Serena Stone (Executive Officer) in Main sim - Away Team
Posted by Gamemaster Fossa (Gamemaster) in Main sim - Away Team
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Main sim - Away Team
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The transporter chief received coordinates for an away team transport. He looked over what they needed from him, and it seemed perfectly doable. Though he couldn’t help but wonder what the interest in an empty ship was.-GM
Seemingly first in, Ros stepped through the doors and nodded to the transporter chief. “Any problem with the co-ordinates?” He asked as he turned for the pad. “Residual radiation, ionization of the hull from the anomaly? Loose chronitons about to turn half the away team back into children?” Stepping onto the pad he turned around and looked to see if anyone else was arriving, the green in his eyes then turning to the transporter chief in case there was any of those things present.
Lt Cmdr Akirel, CE
“Not that I can tell, sir.” The chief smiled. “Don’t quite understand the layout of this ship, but I should be dropping you on the bridge.”
-GM
The door opened and the Ops Chief walked in. He looked at Ros and nodded. “Hey, Chief. You ready to go say to our new friend over there?” he said with a half smile.
Hammor, Ops Chief
Behind him was the redhead XO, outfitted with a duty belt with a type II phaser, tricorder, a few other odds and ends, and a rifle in hand. No hazard suit or armor though. It was doubtful they’d run into anything hostile anyway. “They should have that ship tractored away from the anomaly by now. I’d be more worried about hard radiation we weren’t picking up through the hull. But the bridge should be sufficiently far enough away from any major sources.”
Stepping up to the pad, she set herself, legs bent giving a little bounce, muzzle aimed at the deck in a low ready and waited for the rest of the team to take the pad. Tilting her head to one side and then the other there were a few pops each way.
“Let’s get this show on the road. Energize.”
Lt Cmdr Stone, XO
“Aye.” The chief replied. He slid his fingers up the console and the USS Athena vanished from view. It was swiftly replaced by the clear signs of a Starfleet ship’s bridge. It had the right layout to be Federation make. As the life signs and movement of the away team were detected, the consoles awoke and projected holographic controls. There was no sign of anyone on the ship’s bridge, living or dead, who hadn’t just come from the Athena.
-GM
Hammor moved immediately to the Ops console and looked, but didn’t touch, at the readouts. He also looked to see if any any security lockdowns were in place or if the life pods has been jettisoned.
Hammor, Ops
The ship was at a yellow alert, but no lockdowns were in place, no life pods had been jettisoned.
-GM
When Liam finished materializing, his eyes glanced around the empty bridge. Seeing such a sight set him on edge as he felt the symbiotic creature react to his discomfort. Thankfully it won’t do anything, but knowledge the rise in his adrenaline.
“I’m going to try to access the logs and see what comes up. Hopefully the data is not corrupted.” Liam promptly stepped toward the nearest station. His hand reached out to the holographic controls, seeing if they responded to his touch.
-CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci.
The controls did react to Liam’s touch.
“Wait!” Hammor said. “The ship is at yellow alert. Anyone not registered as crew trying to access the computer will cause an alert. If the ship has any defense systems, that may trigger them. Try just inputting your ID verification first.” Hammor turned to the Ope station and did the same.
Hammor, Ops
Entry of Hammor’s ID code seemed to flummox the ship’s computer for just a second, and then the ops station was usable.
-GM
Hammor began running a diagnostic on all systems, as well as internal scans of the entire ship.
Serena moved to check each hatch to see if it was responsive. Seeing that the ships’ systems were responsive was welcome but also a little unsettling. “Give a shout if you find something.” Assuming the security team would settle into a defensive posture while assisting, she made her way to the ready room.
If the hatch opened, she would proceed inside and begin checking the terminal access there, looking for any logs left by any of the senior officers or commanding officer, as much as her authorization codes would allow, looking for the most recent information and working backward.
Lt Cmdr Stone, XO
Hammor, Ops
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