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Posted May 5, 2021, 11:39 a.m. by Commodore Rivar Calin (Commanding Officer) (Steven Sigle)

Posted by Commander Solark (Chief Operations Officer / 2nd Officer) in Bridge Main Sim (New)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Veyn (Scientist) in Bridge Main Sim (New)

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Morganna looked over at Rivar “Captain, the Captain of the other ship is the one projecting the most fear and deception.” She said “Possibly because he has the greatest of the responsibilities on the ship. I am still not able to ascertain what they are deceiving us about.” She said.

CNS

Solark kept monitoring the sensors to see if there was any change in the situation of the ship that they had tractored.

Solark

“Lets keep an eye, monitor Commander Black and lets see what is going on. I want no surprises.” Calin ordered.

Calin, CO

“Aye Aye Captain. Lt. Commander Carisi you are with me,” Black stated heading off the bridge.

Cmdr Black, XO

OCC: You make me smile ~ Kate

“Yes sir,” Paris replied. She tried to keep the skip out of her step but Paris loved away missions. Entering the turbo she gave Mason a side glance and worked to keep her expression neutral as she said, “I need to stop at our quarters and get some RAID before we go.” The joke was a semi-private one in reference to the last away mission where they went to the desert only to find more bugs than in a B horror movie.

Paris Carisi armor

“Hmm,” Mason replied, looking like he was considering something. “So far our away teams are Paris and Mason 1, Colony 0 in the score sheets. Let’s get two bottles of RAID,” he broke into a grin, “and try not to get a reputation for destroying colonies if this one goes 2 zip.”

Cmdr Black, XO

OOC: Going to start a new thread …

GM

Calin nodded at his team as he sat back down. “What is our report on the other away teams?”

Calin, CO

“They seemed to be questioning the man they were pursuing,” replied Solark. “Shall I ask them for a report?”

Solark

“It’s about time for a check in anyway,” Kate said causally. Maybe if the Wiz saw how laid back her captain was he would relax too. Kate just hoped Calin was as laid back as she was imagining.

Tapping her comm badge Kate smiled hoping it would build more confidence. =/\=Captain Calin=/\= she started the conversation in a tone far more indicative of social call than a professional one. Glancing over at the Wiz and Lissi, Kate nodded with a smile.

Solark blinked. He was sure that the Chief of Security did not have telepathic abilities. Nevertheless, he listened calmly.

Solark

=/\=Captain we have made some progress on our away mission. Right now we are in…negotiations.=/\= Kate tone’s was similar to the one where she reported at the end of the night that she gave his two girls an extra cookie before bed when she was babysitting. It was the tone that said she didn’t go against orders but bent them slight to achieve the end goal.

=/\= Our contact,=/\= she was careful not to drop the Wiz’s name just yet publically. Keeping names under wraps was often a huge conveyance of trust in this situations. =/\= has been sharing some information with us however there are concerns about Federation…retaliation…so I have given a few assurances of amnesty and possible asylum if needed.=/\= Kate tried not to cringe as she said the words. Calin was a phenomenal boss that gave wide latitude on the job but he still was the boss. Kate had been on the crew of the Odin for a couple of years now but amnesty and asylum had never come up before. There wa a first time for everything so she waited patiently for her CO to respond.

Kate COS

Calin shifted a bit as he mulled this over. =/\= We can… certainly discuss the needs of them. I am sure the Federation can find the protection, as long as their information can pan out with what we need.=/\=

Calin, CO

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Solark began to scan the area where the away team was to ensure that there were no surprise attacks against them.

Solark

Morganna watched the scenario unfold closely, her empathic abilities were heightened due to the nature of the interactions thus far. She attempted to focus on the captain of the Romulan ship to determine what he was hiding from them.

CNS

The Chief Engineer’s voice came over the comm just then. =^=Captain, we have a gentleman here who can tell us about the ship we got the tech signals from. He claims he’s lost contact with his Captain, but they were above the planet, cloaked. Request permission to offer asylum and perhaps help him with legit tech to replace the patched stuff he’s been rigging from scrap.=^=

Lissi’s voice held an edge that said she had more to say but wanted to get permission to help, and pardon, the kid they were with.

Lissi
CE

Abel quietly came onto the Bridge. He had so far, thankfully, not had need to employ his services; but he wanted to try and stay in loop as to what was gong on. He positioned himself off to the side and observed and listened.

Abel, CMO

Solark pricked his ears. He knew the logical answer but human captains are well known to come up with illogical solutions that were the right ones. What was the CO going to say?

Solark

“I don’t like this…” Calin said softly to himself as he looked over at Solark. =/\= What are they needing?=/\= Calin responded, wanting to at least see what they were requesting first in hopes to think more. Giving away technology was seldom the way Starfleet worked but they needed the answers and they were running out of time.

Calin, CO

Solark started to monitor the situation of the boarding party at the same time.

Solark

Lieutenant Veyn was manning the science station on the bridge and although he had been quiet thus-far, the captain’s question of ‘what are they needing’ sparked Veyn’s curiosity. He tuned the sensors to more closely inspect the biosigns of the crewmen aboard the station. He was a chemist by trade and a medical officer would likely have more success, but Veyn was attempting at least to determine their basic physiological health. If they were hungry or dehydrated, a peace-offering of something as simple as food or water might ease some of the tension.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

“The boarding party has made physical contact with the ship’s crew. However, I do not detect any weapon discharge,” Solark reported.

Solark

Lieutenant Veyn sighed in mild frustration as the ships’ sensors were slow to return the data that he requested. He wanted to help, but there was only so much he could do from the bridge at this point. He queued up the scans again, attempting to determine the station crewmans’ basic physiological health. If they were hungry or dehydrated, a peace-offering of something as simple as food or water might ease some of the tension.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

Noting the lieutenant’s body language, Solark sent a private note to through to the science station:
Lt., calm yourself. We do not know what races are on that bridge yet. Give the computer time to process its data.

Solark

(OOC: Split fix) Morganna glanced back at the two and raised an eye brow. She sensed the frustration and then she turned her attention back to the forward view screen and the situation that they were dealing with there.

CNS

The sensor data was interpreted by the computer. There were several races on that ship: Cardassian, Trill, Romulan, Human, Bolian, Risians, Klingon and Andorian. About two thirds were young adults, the rest were adolescents and juveniles. There were 37 on that ship.

GM

Veyn stiffened as he received the message from Solark, though he did not look up from his station. Telling someone who’s agitated to calm down was never a good idea. In fact, it usually had the opposite of the desired effect. Perhaps if vulcans better understood emotions, the 2nd officer would see how illogical his request was, Veyn thought to himself with an internal chuckle.

Refocusing on his scans, Veyn inspected the data with curiosity, interested in the diversity of the ship’s crew. But given that the computer had not provided the relevant details of their physiological health, Veyn assumed that they were not needing rations or basic necessities. He was glad they were healthy, but also disappointed that his idea had not proved fruitful. Veyn stood back from the station and rubbed his ridged chin in thought, hoping to think of another way to help.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

Abel walked up beside the Science officer and put a hand on his shoulder in a comforting manner. “Maybe I can help? If you need it, that is. I’m terrible with scanner operations, but I can read data pretty well.” he said with a friendly smile.

Abel, CMO

Veyn jumped lightly at the touch, but only because he had been too lost in thought to register the chief medical officer’s approach. “Oh, doctor! Hmm, yes, well I’ve already run the scans but I’m having difficulty determining anything useful to do with the information they returned.” He leaned down to adjust the science console’s display to show Dr. Abel the data he had been inspecting a moment before. “As you can see here, the residents of the station are of many different origins, but most notably they’re all children or close to it. My initial concern was for their nutritional safety, but it seems that may be a non-issue. I don’t have much experience with adolescents, my little one is still a toddler… but I wish I knew of something we could do to help the younglings. I’m certain they’re frightened. If there was a way we could offer them something they need or want to build trust…” Veyn trailed off and looked to Dr. Abel for assistance with the brainstorming.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

“Thirty seven total. Multi-species young adults, children, and adolescents…” the doctor mused out loud as he watched the scan data. “All on the same vessel and in decent health… but no one old enough really to be running a star ship…” and he paused for a moment and then looked up at the bridge in general.

“Excuse me, but do we know why the ship is here? And what exactly their destination is?” he asked any and all on the bridge.

Abel, CMO

“Doctor, we are in an independent system, not under any jurisdiction except the masters here. It is not exactly what people on Earth would call a frontier town, but it has the same characteristics. I would call it a beyond-the frontier system,” said Solark. “If I surmise correctly, the ship is probably some kind of refugee ship that had taken in abandoned young or runaways.”

Solark

“Right, but refugees from what? And if they are running away from something so bad they’d risk escape in a starship, the Away Team needs to be careful. Fight or flight reactions in a confined space can be nasty.” Abel responded, more focused on the scans than anything else.

Abel, CMO

“I concur, doctor,” said Solark simply, “that it would be prudent to be cautious. It is then proper that the first officer would be leading the away team. I believe he has had experience in such situations.”

Solark

Veyn shook his head. “Most of them are just children,” he said with sadness in his voice. “If the situation does turn sour, I hope the away team doesn’t plan to fight back… I’d much rather negotiate a hostage situation than have the young ones filling up our infirmary.” He watched the viewscreen in anticipation, once again wishing there was more he could do. For now, he hoped that the away team was handling the situation with a delicate touch.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

“I believe that the first officer is capable of what you suggest,” replied Solark simply, still with his eyes on his station.

Solark

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Veyn drummed his fingers on the science console. The children aboard the derelict craft had reminded him of his son back on Denobula, who was barely three. Imagining his own child stranded in space on a ship like the one in front of them… was terrifying. Where were their parents? With a clenched stomach, Veyn queued up the sensors to scan for biological matter separate from the current lifeforms on the ship. He was looking for the bodies of any adults that might have perished on-board.

(Lt. Veyn, Science)

As far as he could see, there was no indication that there were deceased life forms on the ship.

GM

Well, that’s a relief, Veyn thought, for many reasons. But also puzzling. The away team had not yet relayed any information back, but Veyn was growing increasingly curious about the origins of the vessel and its crew. For now, there did not seem to be much for him to do. He resumed running the routine scans alongside Dr. Abel, ever-vigilant for anything out of the ordinary.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

“Lieutenant, I am reading some reduction of activity in their engineering section. Please see if your scans can throw some light on why it is so?”

Solark

Scans from the boarded ship showed that the fusion engines were beginning to power down.

GM

“Well they’re powering down their engines, that could explain it,” Veyn remarked, biting back as much sarcasm as possible. “At least they don’t intend to make a break for it.” Veyn was still uncertain what exactly their intentions were with the ship, but its crew seemed to be cooperating.

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

“Keep me up to date on the engines, if they kick back on I want to know.” Calin said as he stood up. “What do you take of this situation Commander?” Rivar said as he was curious what his instincts might be. He looked over at Morganna with a terse look.

Calin, CO

Before Solark could answer, there was a ping on the Science station. The lowering of the engine power actually caused some form of cloaking device to deactivate. The Odin’s sensors had new scans. The boarded ship was actually the pirate ship that the Odin was chasing.

GM

Lieutenant Veyn blinked a couple times to make sure he was seeing the readings correctly. “Uh, Captain…” he started as he looked up toward the ship on the viewscreen. “They were masking their identification with some sort of cloaking device… The away team is currently aboard the pirate ship we’ve been looking for.”

(Lt. J.g. Veyn, Science)

Solark turned to the science officer, “I have those readings too. We would need to let the away team know in case their attention is away from their tricorders.”

Solark

“We do, but we don’t want them to know we are aware either. Their safety might lay in the balance of the knowledge we have… can we get an encoded message to them somehow? I don’t want an incident if we can avoid it.” Calin asked looking back at his crew.

Calin, CO


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