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Main Sim - Bridge - The Arrival

Posted June 23, 2021, 2:40 p.m. by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (GMT) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Lieutenant Priscilla Simms (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge - The Arrival

Posted by Lieutenant Belle Harper (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge - The Arrival

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Bridge - The Arrival
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As the Captain and their guest arrived, she nodded in greeting and stepped aside to let Drillek step closer. She knew the contact for understanding was a necessity due to the emergency, but she was concerned what other things that contact would reveal. She had things, sometimes drifting to her foremost mind, that she certainly didn’t want shared with the crew. Biting her lip, she then smiled and nodded once more in agreement at Drillek’s comment about the impressiveness of the concept. “Welcome,” she said by way of habit, realizing that the creature wouldn’t understand her.

A sideways glance and a soft smile at the TO let him know she understood the tension coming from that direction and tried to let him know she understood.

Priscilla
CSO

Lt. Harper entered the bridge and casually strolled to her station not acknowledging anyone as she went. The station devoted to intelligence was near tactical and communications. She glanced over at the CTO and nodded, not yet knowing him well. She glanced over his tactical panel. Another wave of a distant but fond memory passed over her. Harper had been the Chief of Security on the Montgomery before… NO! her mind screamed at her. She could not afford to be distracted by sentimentality. She turned to face her station and stand by should she be needed.

-Lt. Harper, CIO

Hsull heard the lift doors swish open and the moment the occupant stepped on to the bridge alarm bells and whistles began going off in his head. Though the officer was dressed in a Starfleet uniform,...... there was an aura about her that suggested menace and danger. Hsull’s immediate reaction was for his hackles to rise and his claws to come out, he managed to stifle the snarl that was building in the back of his throat, and noticing that no one else seemed bothered by this new officers presence he just gave a glaring stare as the officer casually walked to the Security station, giving him a brief nod as she stood there. He looked down and realized that he had actually grabbed his cane and his thumb was on the firing stud for the phaser hidden in the grip, he quickly placed the cane back under his console and now tried to keep track of the alien the Captain had brought with her and this strange new officer who seemed to pose a threat somehow. Things were getting very busy on the bridge right now.

Hsull - TO

Molly nodded as an answer to Drillek’s question, and then spoke to Shalir. “This is Dr. Drillek, he’s the lead Engineer behind the station.” She said motioning first to Drillek, and then to Simms. “And this is Lieutenant Simms, our Chief Science Officer. They are the ones leading the crew’s efforts to move the field from the station and your ship.”

Turning to the two officers, Holloway continued. “This is Shalir. She’s a member of the Lidrians, the alien species that vessel belongs to. As I mentioned before, I don’t now exactly the biology behind it, but in order for her to understand you, you’ll have to allow her to touch your temple for a brief moment. The process is absolutely painless. I can let her know if you are willing to go ahead with it. If not, I can find someone to act as an interpreter. It is entirely your choice.”

Holloway, CO

Drillek shook his head and said “I don’t see that as being necessary.” and stepped forward to Shalir and nodded. Like she had with Holloway, Shalir brushed his temples and then looked at Drillek. Drillek looked at her a moment and then said “Is that it? I expected… more.” and he chuckled. Shalir then looked at Simms.

Priscilla paused a moment, fighting the urge to glance at Drillek, then smiled and nodded to step forward and allow the same process on her own self. Like Drillek, when it was done, she was almost shocked at how little she felt from the ‘merge’.

Not wanting to overstep being so new Lt. Harper stayed out of the way. She would volunteer should the need arise, though she doubted the section would approve.

-Lt. Harper, CIO

Following along behind the initial group came Forgrave; breathing somewhat heavier than the others. He had lingered behind in the docking tube; making sure that the security officers left there had solid orders and procedures to follow. He had rushed in an effort to catch back up to the group, but hadn’t quite made it in time.

Joining the others on the bridge; he couldn’t help but give the new Intelligence Officer a lingering glance; he trusted StarFleet (at least, he mostly trusted them…), but Lt. Harper was a hard entity to accept. He’d put out as many feelers as he could; cashing what few favors he had in an effort to find out more about the officer, to no avail. He has personal issued with Xenos; he knew this and was trying to overcome his prejudices. But Harper.... he doubted he would ever be able to feel comfortable around the strange being.

With a gentle shake of his head, he dismissed his troubled thoughts, and sidled over to the new Tac Officer. With a face caught somewhere between a smile and a grimace, he nodded politely in greeting to Hsull. “How’re thing’s looking over here? I’ll admit, I was a bit concerned when that pulse went off; weren’t quite sure how y’all’d take it, but seems like we’re all still here, so I reckon it weren’t too tense.”

-Forgrave, CoS

Hsull sighed, “By y’all I assume you mean me. I’m still all for pulling the thing out of there and then blasting it with a quantum torpedo, but I’ll play by the rules unless danger becomes apparent. What’s your take on the aliens and did you notice the new officer by the security console ?” Hsull nodded in the direction of new officer. “There’s something very strange going on there, I mean besides the appearance. It was all I could do to keep from attacking when she first came off the lift.” Hsull ran his hands through his mane sweeping it back down his neck. The tie on his pony tail had come loose and he was looking a bit wild at the moment. “I trust Starfleet to a point, they do make a nifty bionic eyeball, after all.” Hsull tapped his temple beside the bionic eye, it suddenly occurred to him that with the eye and a few other parts here and there that he was now a damn cyborg. He looked at Forgrave, “Damnedest thing just popped into my head.”

Hsull - CTO

Issac couldn’t help but grin at Hsull’s forthright attitude. “Yeah; ‘y’all’ is a uh, versatile pronoun; part of the reason I still use it. But I reckon I was indeed asking about your take on it; and I suppose your reading of the....” Issac paused as he searched for the right word. “Attitude of the situation, if ya will. Tensions gotta be high; an’ that makes incidents likely - accidental and otherwise. But as for the Xenos - uh, Lidrians, they call themselves; well.... hard to say.” Nodding slightly, he indicated the alien that had joined them on the bridge. “Shalir here seems… well, genuine, I suppose. I mean, I don’t get a sense of uh, conspiracy or whatever, ya know? But then.... for whatever similarities they may have, they’re uh, foreign, if ya will. I’ll risk my neck ta save a man; xenos or otherwise - but I’ll keep an eye open for any knives, yeah? But… fer all that, I think we can trust ‘em. Evidence suggests they’d been working with the station’s crew prior to all this mess, and that bodes well to my mind.”

An odd expression crossed Issac’s face at the mention of the new Intelligence Officer - half grimace, half thoughtful. “I uh, well, I ain’t got much room ta disagree with ya - I don’t know a damn thing ‘bout her, and as much as I hate to admit it, she makes my skin crawl.” He shook his head, not quite knowing what to say about the unsettling addition to the crew.

Shalir spoke up; mostly to Holloway, Drillek, and Simms, but also to the rest of the bridge crew. “The Captain mentioned you had a plan to deal with the temporal field. If you can explain, I may be able to help ensure that we have the greatest chance of success.”

Drillek spoke up. “We have determined that a small beam of anti-chronitons will be able to pentetrate the field to the source. One that is done, the field should be minimized enough, thus allowing us to use the tractor beam to move the device off station.” Shalir nodded and her eyes grew wide. “The fact that you can produce such a beam is truly a marvel. If I may… if you can focus such a beam and use it to envelop the core, I have the necessary equipment to contain it. My team can then transport it back to our network satellite and make the necessary repairs.” Shalir looked at Holloway and said “Would that be acceptable, Captain?”

GMT

Lt. Harper was aware of the eyes on her. She could feel them scanning, she could hear their whispering. It didn’t bother her in the least. She couldn’t care less actually. She was however extremely interested in the conversation about the device. She accessed her terminal and began looking for any intelligence concerning the station, this race, or the device in question.

-Lt. Harper, CIO

The search brought up the file for Julian Echo Observatory. The rest was wholly unknown to the database.

GMT

Rejoining the larger conversation after the quiet one with Hsull, Issac interjected, his tone somewhat hesitant - he knew he was wading into unknown (to him) scientific waters. “Ah, Shalir - I apologize fer interrupting; but would you be willing ta reiterate the circumstances of this… event, from your people’s perspective? I hate ta waste time, but your knowledge might to give our guys a better idea of what caused the current situation - and I figure if we’re testing new ideas, well… can’t hurt ta be sure, right?” Issac’s gaze flitted across the scientists on the bridge; more than willing to defer to their expertise.

-Forgrave, CoS

Harper opened the file on the Julian Echo Observatory and began to read.

-Lt. Harpe, CIO

At the suggestion the guest take control of the object to take back and ‘fix’ she tried not to frown. Her surface thought, if heard by Shalir, was merely concern at someone else being exposed to the adverse affects. “Captain, with all due respect, I think our suggestion of placing it on a nearby satellite asteroid would be a better suggestion. Though if you wish, the assistance in its repair would be appreciated. Captain?” She glanced at him to be sure that was acceptable.

She glanced at everyone in the room then at Drillek. “I believe if everyone is in agreement, we need to just do this. We can debate, and study and fix or repair, once all our people are free and we are sure they are safe. The object is secondary, right?” She knew, from a science point of view, that this object was by no means insignificant. But, thankfully, she wasn’t one of those scientists who got so narrow minded in the presence of scientific discovery, that she forgot that humans, and now an additional alien race, was involved and in flux till they could be released.

Priscilla
CSO

OOC:

Ok everyone. WHEW! That was some work, now… but we are DONE! The Conclusion is up and posted!

James


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