Posted Feb. 19, 2019, 2:37 p.m. by Gamemaster GM Nosferatu (GM) (Krystelle Knight)
Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim: Bridge
Posted by Gamemaster GM Nosferatu (GM) in Main Sim: Bridge
On the bridge of the Saracen, Ensign Barr sat at communications lazily listening to the space channels, catching up on Fleet gossip. Being in Spacedock there wasn’t much for him to do on the night watch. If he had been day shift things would have been busier with him fielding calls and requests between Control and the various departments on ship but the refit was almost completed now and it was much quieter.Suddenly his panel chimed with an incoming call and he almost fell out of his chair he sat up so quickly, eyes blinking as he stared at his board. Starfleet Command? Oh, wow! Did that mean they had orders already?? He was so excited he almost stabbed the button to answer when he saw the call was keyed to the Captain himself.
“Oh dear! Oh my!” The young Ensign said excitedly as he keyed the comms,=^=Bridge to Captain Knight! We have a call from Command coming in for your eyes only, sir!=^= His voice was breathless with excitement though he tried his best to temper it. =^=Where shall I send it, sir?=^=
Ensign Barr
CommsDante opened his eyes sleepily at the call and looked beside him, Natasha lay curled up asleep, soft and comfortable after their vacation to Erewhon. At his feet, Bruce raised his long lizard head and watched him with his unblinking yellow eyes, his tongue darting out and signaling his displeasure at being woken so early. “Alright,” Dante whispered to the monitor lizard, “I’ll take it out there, happy?” In response Bruce simply flicked his tongue again, and watched Dante silently leave the bedroom while he slipped on a shirt with a large Wildcats logo on the front.
=^= Send it to my Quarters, Ensign. =^= Dante replied, then reached out and turned on the console at his end, waiting for the message as the screen came to life.
Captain Knight, CO
The Starfleet logo on Knight’s screen flickered out and the craggy, germanic looking Admiral sat in full uniform with the scene of the Academy grounds behind him in the background. It was obviously middle of the day in San Francisco and shuttles flitted back and forth in the now blue sky where the fog had lifted off.
His hands were folded in front of him, when he saw the Captain he nodded curtly.”Captain Knight, my aide reports that your refit should be finished very soon. Are you and your crew ready to head out again?”
Admiral Hermann
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