[AE] - The Aetherial Expanse - Bridge - {Captain}

Posted Feb. 25, 2024, 4:07 p.m. by Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) (Kate O'Neill)

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On the bridge of the USS Atlantis, the Gamma shift worked away quietly, whilst most of the ship rested. Lieutenant Mia Wells, the officer in charge during this period, conducted her duties with the characteristic precision expected of a Starfleet officer hoping to one day attract the attention of someone who can move her towards her ambition of becoming an XO. Her focused gaze swept across the consoles, monitoring the ship’s systems with unwavering attention, she never sat in the center chair knowing she had not earned the right.

The hum of the ship’s engines provided a steady backdrop to the quiet activity on the bridge. Ensigns manned their stations, their movements purposeful yet unhurried. Everything proceeded as it should in the vast expanse of space, far from the chaos of the Alpha and Beta shifts. Amidst the calm, the subspace communication panel blinked with an insistent green light, signalling an incoming priority one message from Starfleet Command. Lieutenant Wells’s eyebrow arched ever so slightly in response to the unexpected interruption.

With measured steps, Lieutenant Wells approached the communication panel, her mind already contemplating the possible reasons for such urgency. The crew exchanged glances, sensing the disruption to their otherwise tranquil shift.

=^=Captain Bordeaux,=^= Lieutenant Wells’s voice broke through the calm, urgency lacing her words,

Kelly heard the beep of the comm and forced the grogginess of sleep from her head the best she could answering the message. =/\=What’s up=/\= she stated moving from a reclined position in her bed to sitting on the edge of it. No one called the boss in the middle of the night without it being important. Glancing at the time, Kelly stood up and began pulling on her pants and boots.

=^=Incoming priority one message from Starfleet Command. It’s the admiralty.=^=

Lieutenant Mia Wells
Gamma Shift Duty Officer
USS Atlantis

=/\=Oh yeah. Nothing ever good happens after 2 am especially when it is from command. Patch it to my quarters for now=/\= Kelly stated. Moving to the replicator, she made a cup of coffee as she headed to the terminal in her quarters.

Kelly Bordeaux CO

As Captain Kelly activated her screen, there was a brief delay that mirrored her own drowsiness. However, the crisp image of Admiral Carter soon appeared, seated at his desk. He was a seasoned figure, with strands of grey in his hair and pallid skin that spoke of long hours spent indoors. His brown eyes, framed by gentle crow’s feet, bore into the screen, focused on the Captain.

“Good Morning, Captain. Apologies for catching you at an inopportune time, but I deemed it necessary to deliver this news personally,” he began. “How well-versed are you in first contact protocols?” he inquired, his tone carrying a sense of urgency.

Admiral Carter
Starfleet Command

Kelly took a long sip of her coffee hearing the casual greeting as she got her bearings. It was a misnomer that Captains sprung from their beds, blessed with instant wakefulness, at the sound of a comm badge. It was more of a Pavlov’s dog situation where you were trained to react to the sound after so many years in Starfleet. Finishing her sip, Kelly reciprocated the greeting and replied to his question. “As well versed as the next guy. Don’t interfere with pre-warp civilizations, ensure all interactions result in a net zero influence on the culture and just like camping, take everything out that you brought in.” Her comment was not as sharp or official as other Captains might have been but it contained all the necessary talking points. “Where are you sending us,” she posed the next logical question.

Kelly Bordeaux CO

“Well, Captain, it might be time to brush up,” Admiral Carter remarked, his tone carrying a sense of gravity. With a swift motion, he inputted commands into his console, sending a data package directly to Kelly’s terminal.

“I’ve just transmitted a data package containing information on a species known as the Narvhalarians,[nar-VAL-uh-ree-uhns.]” he continued, his expression serious. “Our unmanned observation buoy, left by the USS Cole a decade and a half ago, has indicated that the Narvhalarians are on the verge of initiating their first warp flight. Consequently, Starfleet has deemed it necessary to dispatch a ship to verify the data.”

A hint of anticipation crept into the admiral’s voice as he added, “At four days travel, The USS Atlantis happens to be the closest vessel to the Narvhalarian homeworld.” He paused, allowing the weight of his words to sink in before offering a congratulatory smile. “Congratulations, Captain. If all goes according to plan, you’ll be making history by establishing first contact with the Narvhalarians, provided they successfully complete their warp flight.”

Narwhal the nefarious
USS Atlantis

Kelly raised an eyebrow at the congratulatory smile as she opened the Data packet. Carter seemed overly happy about giving her this assignment. “Soooo if this is a run-of-the-mill first contact situation why the 0200 wakeup call,” she asked. It was not that she thought Carter wasn’t sincere in his congratulations to her. First contact was a big thing but not a comm call in the middle of the night to announce it, drop a data packet, and then log off. She was missing something. “So what’s the catch? Are the Narvhalarians horned aquatic mammals and we have to do first contact in wet suits or bathing suits?” She let her words drift giving Carter a chance to explain more as the packet opened up on her console.

Kelly Bordeaux CO

Admiral Carter continued, his expression grave yet determined, as he provided a concise overview of the Narvhalarians. “The Narvhalarians are a humanoid species with both terrestrial and marine traits,” he explained. “Their physical features include smooth, iridescent skin, webbed fingers and toes, and bioluminescent eyes. And yes Captain they appear to have structured horns on their forehead.”

“In terms of society, they prioritize environmental stewardship and coexistence with nature. Security-wise, caution is advised due to potential defensive capabilities. Engineering teams will assess their readiness for warp travel.”

“Starfleet’s initial encounter revealed their intriguing use of Aethrilium, a rare element found in the Narpharia nebula. As of now, observation remains our primary directive until they achieve warp flight. So I’ll leave the choice of bathing or wet suits to you Captain, the data pack will have everything that we have collected on them.

Narwhal the nefarious
USS Atlantis

“Understood,” Kelly stated. “I will review the information, inform my senior staff as to the parameters of the mission, and set course now for the Narvhalarian homeworld. Good Night Admiral Carter,” Kelly acknowledged him with a small nod.

Kelly Bordeaux CO

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