Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (GM) in Bridge Main Sim
Posted by Fleet Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Bridge Main Sim
Spinning her finger, Kelly motioned for the call to be opened again to comms. =/\=Commander Rose we appreciate the escort and look forward to establishing a second chance at a first meeting.=/\=
Kelly Bordeaux CO
Tenzing knew the Captain didn’t have much of a choice since the alternative would be bleak. From experience, Trainor was aware of how creating and maintaining alliances were in the Atlantis’s case. Having been dropped on the Captain’s doorstep like an orphaned child, Lieutenant Commander Trainor wasn’t too familiar with the comically shaped ship that was pursuing them. He was more at ease that he wasn’t sensing any benevolence from the voice on the other end of the communication. Tenzing wasn’t too sure he’d be able to say the same thing about the Darkness.
Jen saw that things looked to be that they were on their way on a gradual approach to the station. There were still things that needed to be done. He turned to sweep the bridge with his eyes.
“Engineering, we left in a hurry. The pirates fixed the ship. I want system checks on how she has held up in our race with the Darkness and in the other areas they fixed.”
“Security, Marines. I want a deck by deck check of this ship. The pirates ran from here like rats off a sinking ship. I want to make sure that they didn’t leave anything behind, anything dangerous still operating, or if there are any stowaways that didn’t leave. Mr Trainor, organize those groups if you please.”
“Science, go back to our scans of the Darkness and compile everything you can into a report on them. Speed. Power output in their anti proton beams. If you need to refer with Tactical on their accuracy. Define as best you can their hull composition. This is both for our records and for a presentation to the races at the Station as a kind of peace offering. From the sounds of it they have a lot of information now but perhaps there will be something new they can use. The pirates seemed surprised that we could see the Darkness given their stealth capabilities. Maybe we have some intel they don’t that can be of benefit.”
“Captain, do you have any more?” he asked, knowing he didn’t mention medical or the diplomatic or counseling people. The latter were more beneficial in helping with the meetings of the alien minds.
“Yeah, Cara can you and Ian take the orb and see what you can find out about the Endorians and the Caste. See if there is anything on that quote she who is without fault name the guilty. You’re right. It sounds biblical almost and half the time bible verses are not all turn the other cheek. The Elipse gave us a rundown on the major races in this area but compile a more detailed dossier if you can. I am tired of going into everything blind. See if there is something you can find that they all agree on or connects them and what is the straw that is going to break the camels back.” Kelly’s order was tall but Cara was amazing at her job. Kelly had no doubts the woman would know the races inside and out to the best of her ability by the time they arrived at the base
Kelly Bordeaux CO
OOC: Could all the department requests create a new thread with what they are doing to reach the objectives above and I’ll respond to each in turn. That being said we could push the ship to the Base or let the side threads control the time line… Which would you prefer??
OOC: Hi Luke .. I ‘think’ we have at least some time before getting to the station? That should be ample time to get a start on them anyway before playing a timeline flip to reaching it. My thoughts anyway. .. Gene
OOC: It is 29 hours at warp 5 and 12 at warp 8.5.
OOC: I agree with Gene. Maybe have a few threads if people wanted to RP out the objectives however, if the side sims about reaching the objectives begin to drag due to people having real life issues and not posting regularly, we can then just arrive at the base at your GM discretion. Hope that makes sense. ~ Kate
OOC: We can do multiple threads that aren’t really concurrent. I’ll kind of give you a rough hint on where this is planned to go. One (or more of the races) want you to do something, that task can have a side benefit of getting you home. It could be attached to some of the repairs that you wanted… not that you need them much anymore.
OOC: Rough hints are nice. Kinda like bowling with bumpers in the gutter .. we can be shoddy at it but still chance to hit some pins. Thanks Luke! .. Gene
This was the second trip to Base 5 and this time they were being escorted by one Endorian Battle Cruiser as opposed to three Alfian’s. Despite the urgency of their departure (two/three weeks ago) their return wasn’t much different. Ships entered and left the Atlantis’ scanning range, on this approach they were able to identify most of the races and classes of ships - overwhelmingly personal or cargo ships. There were a number of combat vessels, all of large size for the races represented as if they were sending their best to Base 5.
As in their first approach the ship the stood out the most was the Lorn’s Ambassadorial Craft, which continued to impress as being at least a half a century more advanced as the best Star-Fleet had.
“Slow and easy people. Let’s not have a repeat of last time,” Kelly said to her crew as they approached the base.
“Ma’am they are hailing up,” the comms officer announced.
“Put them on,” Kelly said signaled.
=^= Atlantis this is Base Five. You have be noted to be responsible for 27 different civil and criminal acts. Do you wish to plea or move for summary sentencing? Commander Rose indicated that you were apologetic and wished to resolve this with a minimum of … fuss.=^=
Kelly made the universal sign for cut the comms by slashing a hand across her throat. Looking at the XO and then the rest of the crew she let out a sigh. “Does anyone else have a problem with the wording summary sentencing?”
Kelly Bordeaux CO
OOC: GM Chuckles… well I guess that does sound ominous.
Tenzing groaned and looked at the Captain, “Twenty Seven?!” He exclaimed with astonishment. “Surely they must be mistaken?” Trainor asked, hoping that Q didn’t dump him into a execution in waiting. Trainor wasn’t sure what the Atlantis had gotten themselves into before he arrived, but it appeared they might have made a chaotic entrance.
“There must have been a mis-translation. I mean there was the weapons charge, striking a law enforcement officer, lock down of the base and the use of escape pods but is only five from my group,” Kelly counted them off. “What about everyone else?” Maybe Trainor was onto something. If they had an idea of when they knew they done it might make it easier to defend what had happened.
A look of disbelief appeared on Trainor’s face as the CO listed off the things the crew had gotten themselves into. “Surely they wouldn’t lock me in the stockholds, since I wasn’t part of the slap and dash.” The Ops officer said, hoping that was true. Tenzing was now beginning to see that Q had dropped him off at the looney ship of the fleet. Moreso, it seemed they were running out of time no matter what they decided to do.
“Whatever you need to do, I recommend doing it now, ma’am.” Tenzing added. “I’m certain that thing back there is going to catch up sooner rather than later.”
Looking at Trainor she nodded and spoke. “Base Five Lt. Trainor acted alone and is currently in custody so you don’t need to worry about him with the charges.” Kelly let out a chuckle seeing the expression on her newest officer’s face. While her comment was only to those on the bridge because she hadn’t opened up the comms yet it was worth it. At times all you could do was laugh or cry or in Trainor’s case probably wonder what cosmic penance had dumped the man on her ship. It also helped to break the tension for a second with the other command staff.
“Open the comms,” Kelly made a swirling motion with her finger. Clearing her throat she spoke. =/\=Base Five, Commander Rose was correct in their assessment that we wish to make ammends however can you be a bit more specific and define summary sentencing? We are not exactly familiar with your laws=/\=
Kelly Bordeaux CO
=^=Of course the judge, in this case, the Commanding Officer takes your general admission of guilt reads the charges and comes up with an appropriate punishment.=^= There was pause, slightly shorter than what the Atlantis hand. =^=I have been asked to make clear since there were no injuries it is unlikely the judge would order prison sentences, just financial compensation. You as the defendant can send in a recommendation for your punishment. The charges are harassment in the 3rd - twelve counts, three counts a property destruction, one of thief of a government vehicle over 10,000 credit value, four counts of assault without injury, four counts of discharging a weapon, 2 counts of unlawful confinement, unauthorized operation of a vehicle, and unsafe operation of that vehicle. =^=
Kelly looked at the comms officer and again made a motion to cut the comm with a slashing movement across her neck. Looking at the crew she let out a sigh. “Okay so what do we have that we can offer to keep me out of the hooskal that we don’t need.”
Captain Kelly Bordeaux
“I’m assuming out assistance in dealing with that thing back there, won’t be enough?” Trainor asking, trying to come up with an idea. A small part of him wanted to offer the Captain up on a silver plater for causing such a ruckus, but that was never going to be an option no matter how comical it would be. Tenzing shrugged his shoulders. He hadn’t been on long enough to catalog the ship’s inventory, so he wouldn’t have any ideas.
Cara shook her head, and was glad she hadn’t been part of all that. She turned back to the station she was sitting at, “Orb, take into account the charges placed against us, and the most common fine levied for such charges, what does Atlantis have in inventory that would be accepted compensation for those fines?”
The Orb paused. “Most of those charges include up to 5 years prison time… frequently suspended. Each count carries and up to 5000 credit fine, plus court costs. Averaging and then summing typical fines would be 42,000 credits. En masse fines tend to be higher as the court presumes that the person/entity is a frequent offender and could be as high as 250,000 credits. If the court decides to be lenient the fine could be as low as 10,000. I am unable to determine the intention of the court.”
“I do not have access to your inventory of items. This device does not access information that isn’t given. Previously known things of value in your possession… your hand phasers are worth 10,000 credits each… however the technology is worth 2.7 million. Your ship is designed for multi-year travel. A day unit of food is worth about 5 credits - thus a year is worth 1,700. A set of clothes is worth 40 credits. Weather resistant items can be worth more.. 100 to 200 credits dependent on the quality and tech. But that is also dependent on demand. They may ask for gems or gold.”
Trainor smiled and shook his head. He had forgotten that the orb existed, though somehow he chalked it up to Q giving him a 19-year-old’s brain too. “Maybe if we help save their lives, they’ll forget about the charges against the Atlantis, Captain,” Tenzing stated.
OOC: I say we offer the CO up on a silver platter :)
Kelly made a circling motion with her hands indicating to start the comms again. =/\=Base Commander, this is Captain Kelly Bordeaux of the Federaton Vessel the USS Atlantis. We respectfully request docking priledges and are prepared to appear before your justice system upon our arrival.=/\= Kelly waited to hear their reply but she tapped the PaDD on her right checking their inventory. They were probably going to need it.
Captain Kelly Bordeaux
=^=You are cleared to dock at port 13… =^= The location was given to the helm/navigation station. As before information related to weapon possession (allowed), however all weapons must be registered and projection weapons must be visible, only hand to hand weapons can be concealed. If questioned a person must declare all weapons to any person requested such information.
Mattie had been listening to the conversation from her station and had started an inventory (ooc: are they pre warp; beginning warp or warp capable) of possible items that could be used in trade. She also had started a scan of information on the laws of the area, the offenses seemed like overkill to her; the best defense may be the offense. She sat down in the chair and began combing through piles of information for something that might help the Captain.
OOC They are warp capable with everyone between 50 - 30 years behind in technology, except for the Lorn and the Darkness which appear to be 50 - 100 years more advanced.
Upon review each charge was valid in that they have evidence of it happening. Not that the Captain did or was present for several of the offenses, but she was standing in for the security officers that threatened then shot several security officers. Following that they stole and ejected an escape pod. A person/lawyer always could debate the actual crimes and likely get the Captain/crew off with lesser or dismissed charges. But in the case of an expedited and directed verdict, the person generally admits the offenses and throws themselves at the mercy of the court.
=/\=Docking port 13=/\= Kelly repeated and turned the comm off. Looking at the crew she rolled her eyes. “Anyone got any more of those radioactive pills Odinson gave me earlier. If they try to brig me I can at least puke all over everyone.” Her voice was slightly humorous. Standing up she headed towards the turbo. “Anyone that wants to come on Kelly goes to court field trip be in the transporter padd in five.”
Letting out a low audible sigh, Trainor stepped forward. “You’re probably going to need my abilities, Captain,” Tenzing stated. This opportunity would give the Lieutenant Commander the ability to size up these people, plus he really wanted to see the CO throw up. The Ops Chief waited to see who else would join the away team before he made his move to the turbolift.
Kelly nodded at Trainor and reached into her pocket pulling out a small container of Tic Tacs. It was not that any of them had bad breath but more that the officer seemed to perk up a bit hearing about a strange pill that would make her a vomit volcano. Shaking it she held it out to Trainor. “Blue or red,” she said offhand. It was just candy but part of her wondered if the man would take it or not.
How much did he trust the crew being the new guy onboard? Was he in for a penny in for a pound as the old saying went? While she tried to make everyone feel like she liked them, there was something about Trainor that just made her smile.
OOC: If anyone wants to throw up a post joining the away team please feel free to do so or simply join the away team on Base Five. ~ Kate
OOC: May want to split the thread here retitling the Away Team to Base 5 .. I’ll stay behind on the bridge ..
OOC: I agree. So if you want to come with Kelly to Base 5 pick that thread. We are going to see the Base Commander to try and find a way to repay the damages we caused the first time we were there. As Gene said, if you want to remain on the bridge joining pick up that thread. ~ Kate
Jen watched the bridge essentially evacuate then took a seat. So far they had either been racing to or from something or doing a great deal of sitting in a port or space dock or garage. They were back at the former and preparing to work out a fine. A bit of useful but not dangerous tech would do it, or, he supposed, they could scrounge together jewels or something. The replicator could do artificial jewels; Terran tech had been doing that for centuries and a replicator could come pretty close.
He waited to determine who was left and resisted the urge to say ‘systems status’ when they were sitting at a port. He was still concerned over some of the pirate repairs that had irradiated some girders and other unmovable infrastructure. Could that be shielded, painted over in lead or other thing perhaps. It might be something for them to look at while they were at a stand still and had time.
Jen, XOIC: Base Five
The docking went fairly smoothly and the process of boarding was eerily similar for those who could remember. As the ship “docked”, the base extended two comparatively long tubes… perhaps 20-30 meters. The crew had to walk through two separate tubes, each seemed capable of being detached at any time and each having it’s own independent power system for life support, which at least meant if it was detached somehow, and if it didn’t explosively decompress the people in the tubes could live a while.
Each tube had scanners which detected power sources, hard straight items of longer than 4 inches of any material like metal, plastic, or polymer and illuminated them with a light for easy identification.
“On a scale of one to ten how safe is this fun house catwalk,” Kelly asked anyone and no one in general about the long tube they were using to disembark the Atlantis. It was preferable to her to beam over directly however Jacen, who conveniently remained on the Atlantis, thought using thier system was better than the bam I am here method of materializing in the middle of the space. While nothing about these people suggested they were out to harm the crew, Kelly could not help but think about how easy it would be to detach the ends and trap them in the tube.
When they reached the door at the end of the tube several officers in uniforms with purple and gold piping stood with scanning devices and the locations of each identified power source or weapon was already recorded. .
“Hello I,” Kelly started before the civil servant interrupted her greeting.
The officer spoke in a pattered drone, if they had said this a million times. “Welcome to Base Five, we take no legal responsibility for person or property and you are obligated to abide by the rules of the Base or be faced with punishment. Please register all powered items and weapons. To be clear, actions like Murder, Assault, Kidnapping and Theft, are all crimes here among several others… for a full list please refer to the pamphlet on the wall.” They gestured to a handout holder.. like a spinning gift card display rack you’d find in a store.
“Well it’s comforting to know civil servants approach thier job with all the vim and vigor that do back home,” Kelly said to the officer from her ship next to her.
The men and women in blue and gold all carried sidearms, small weapons no larger than a .38 pistol, but how powerful they were was unknown. There was the occasional security officer in the back, away from the docking port with an ‘assault’ weapon eyeing the away teams cautiously.
There was a very stately gentleman waited. He looked over, “Captain Bordeaux?” He questioned as he looked about, there was another older officer in the Purple and Gold, but he had the bearing, demeanor and age, that suggested that he was a higher ranking officer of the security forces.
“Commander Rose,” Kelly replied. She had no idea if the voice belonged to the Endorian she had been speaking to or if the man before her was about to take her into custody. Using the only name she knew was a calculated move. If it wasn’t Rose, then Kelly would ask for the officer if necessary. If it was Rose, then she did not make the mistake of assuming the man was just some security officer. Moving forward she extended her hand, “Captain Bordeaux,” she acknowledged his question. “My crew has just completed the security checkpoint. I am at your disposal. What is the next step?”
Captain Kelly Bordeaux
“This time perhaps you promise not to shoot up my base.” He said with much less hostility than the sentence seemed to carry. He seemed more tired… or annoyed than anything else.
“It was a grave misunderstanding on our part and we deeply appreciate you permitting us to make atonement, Commander Rose,” Kelly replied. Atonement was one of those political words that fit nicely into many categories being a synonym for reparations. The meaning was clear that you were in some form going to pay for something but didn’t have the feel of complete submission or throw yourself on the mercy of the court. Atonement gave wiggle room in the world of verbal negotiations.
The older man looked back and forth for a moment, “Ah, no Captain, this is Lieutenant Commander Kyle, commander of base security forces. I am Counselor Reese your advocate for the trial, unless you have one of your own. The Base Commander has used his authority as leader of the sector to act as the Judge for this particular trial.” He shrugged, “That could be very good or very bad. Commanders don’t have to follow precedents so they are wild cards. They also don’t have to answer to civilian authorities which gives them more latitude if they follow the interest of the military motivations.”
“Well as long as he is not responding to the T-130 overlords,” Kelly said with a dry sense of humor. While there was no way anyone here had seen the newest OMAP action-adventure holomovie Termaborg: Terror is Not just Skin Deep, Kelly rather enjoyed the movie along with the main character who seemed to share his name with both the base commander and her counselor. She also saw it as a sign things were finally going to work out in the Atlantis’ favor.
In any other situation, military motivations were not the thing you wanted to hear, however, it gave them some more wiggle room. Civilian courts were driven by pure penetrance as evidenced by the rhyme if you can’t do the time don’t commit the crime. Dropping all sense of humor Kelly reached out to shake Reese’s hand. “Thank you, Counselor Reese. It will be a pleasure to work with you. So where do we go from here?”
Captain Kelly Bordeaux
Trainor felt a sense of cautiousness from those around him, which was expected given the Atlantis’s past reputation. Tenzing felt a bit alarmed when he heard that the base commander would have full autonomy over the verdict, which as Counselor Reese said, could go either way for them. Lieutenant Commander Trainor remained silent for the moment while he surveyed the beings in the area, hoping to read off their emotions on what could be instore for the crew.
“Yes,” he said cautiously. “Lets get the distasteful business behind us. The Commander has asked to see him in his private mess prior to the trial.” He smiled slightly. “An ex-parte communication - wholly illegal in a normal trial. Possibly a time to negotiate a settlement prior to trial? I think this might be quite positive. If you play your cards right.” Reese suggested hopefully.
Kyle said nothing but continued to frown slightly. He knew the commander much better than the counselor and might have additional knowledge, if so he wasn’t sharing. “It’s this way.” He gestured and started walking, somehow leading the way but not getting in front of the Captain. Two of the security personal in the welcome area followed at a slight distance. They clearly were escorting, not directly behind them, but a soft follow.
Kelly nodded and followed Kyle as he walked. Pondering what he had shared, Kelly decided to start to make some assumptions and suggestions. Looking over at her men, she knew they were listening and would chime in when needed or when they wanted. “So what kinds of things might help me negotiate my case with the Commander? Please don’t be so transparent and ask us to give you all our weapons and technology. Any ideas on what he might be looking for? Get your stylus’ out guys and start making a list.”
Kelly Bordeaux CO
Tenzing chuckled to himself at the Captain’s brazen attitude towards her situation. It appeared things were looking in their favor, as long as Bordeaux could find something worth bribing the Base Commander with. The Operations Manager could sense the pair of security officers following them at a distance, though he was only able to assume there was two based on their heightened alertness.
“I couldn’t imagine,” he looked towards Kyle who might have known better, but Kyle continued to say very little. Counselor Reese looked with a side long glance. “The Commander isn’t known to be dishonest. I suspect it will be a fair offer. At least to him.”
The group ended at an office in a completely different wing of the Base. It had to be at least 300 meters away and four decks off. If someone had outstanding spacial awareness they might be able to work their way back, but fortunately for all considered there were numerous signs and colors that made their location easy.
The room itself was fairly large, it was clear that there was a second and perhaps a third section to the room. However the front, was some sort of living room with a table several chairs and couches and two officers dressed similarly. “Ah Captain,” said one, “So nice to finally meet you. I’m Commander Hammond, Base Five.” He gestured at a fairly lean, but tall women. “Commander Rose.” She nodded.
His tone was friendly but his face didn’t match the tone, it was simply neutral.
OOC: Moved your post to the Base 5 thread Luke .. Gene
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