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Posted Nov. 15, 2022, 8:16 p.m. by Cadet Jensen Truhart (Helmsman) (Ray Branch)

Posted by Gamemaster Rei (GMT) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge

Posted by Cadet Jensen Truhart (Helmsman) in Main Sim - Bridge
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The Saracen had been sent on a cruise to patrol the ‘west’ side of the fleet’s grounds. While well within Federation territory, there wasn’t an actual heavy presence this far out. It fell to a few ships like the Saracen, patrolling the black, in what was still effectively the wild west. Of course, there were plenty of routine things to do. Even if they were tedious.

“It’s just been so quiet lately,” NE Harmon said, studying the operations panel in front of him. Fiddling with the displays, he ironed out a power irregularity in the tertiary ODN network. Then made a note about it in the log.

“Don’t say the ‘q’ word,” NE Locke hissed, flashing him a grin, then sobered. “Same goes for the ‘s’ word.”

“That’s just superstition, you know. There’s no statistical proof that–“

“There are always truths behind ever superstition, Ensign Harmon,” 2nd Lieutenant Laju said calmly from the tactical station.

An alert passed across his board, an incoming signal. “Huh,” he groused, then pulled up what information he had on it. It was coming from just on the edge of high-resolution sensor range, some three and a half lightyears out. There were a couple of ships within sensor range, but nothing to get conclusive information, save for that ship. It was flagged as a distress call. Ship under attack.

“Looks like we’re gonna have to wake the captain up,” NE Harmon said.

Jensen had been zoned out at the helm, but perked up when he heard the Ensign mention the Captain. Luckily, no one else around him seemed to notice. Cadet Truhart peered over to the Ops station, then turned back to the conn and projected the quickest route possible. Of course, he wouldn’t be able to take the ship off course without permission from the CO.

“Agreed, we should also alert the senior staff as well, Ensign,” At the same time, her hands flew over the sensor controls of the Saracen’s powerful sensor arrays. It was too far away, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t get eyes on the situation much sooner. Without waiting for the senior staff or Captain, she readied a Class 9 Probe and set it for extreme sensor sweeps. She knew from her bridge training that a Class 9 probe could travel at warp 9 for about twelve hours. More then enough of a head start for the bridge crew to respond.

That would mean, once they arrived on the bridge, they would be greeted with the latest information available. As the call to the Captain was being sent out, the probe was being launched.

It was seventeen hours to that distress call at maximum sustainable warp, and too far for emergency warp. Whatever was going on, it was already too late. But there might be survivors. =^=Bridge to Captain Knight…=^=

Rei, GMT

“At our current position we’re looking at a seventeen-hour detour at max warp, Lieutenant,” Jay announced, watching the probe jet out from the ship and into the distance. “Do you want to hail the ship, sir?” The Cadet Helmsman asked.

Cadet Truhart

“Hail what ship, Cadet? Give me a report someone, please.” The slightly Italian accented voice of the Captain came from behind the group as he stepped off the Turbo-lift. Coffee cup in hand, fresh uniform and not looking like he had just woken up it would be clear that he hadn’t been sleeping when the call came in, along with not even being in his quarters.

The pause in his voice and the way he stopped and looked at the helmsman in his Cadet uniform before he sat down indicated that the new crew member was unfamiliar to him immediately, although he clearly knew the young cadets name. Although the pause did make it convenient for the Officer of the Watch to vacate the Captains chair.

“Welcome to the Saracen, by the way, Mr Truhart.” Dante spoke as he placed the coffee cup in the cup-holder that Alindor had retrofitted to the chair for him, then looked around at the rest of the Bridge Crew for this shift. His eyes fell on Laju and he nodded, before turning back to Helm and Ops.

Captain Knight, CO

NE Harmon turned to regard Captain Knight. “We have a vessel on long-range scanners sending out a distress call. They reported they were under attack. Contact is intermittent. I.F.F. registers it as the SS Bhari.” Tapping a couple controls on his console he continued. “Its an independent prospector and hauler ship. Probably has less tactical capabilities than one of our runabouts.” There were any number of things the ensign could speculate on, as to why the vessel was under attack, but whatever was going on it was hours away at best speed.

Another alert came through and a look of concern crossed the fresh-faced operations officer’s face. “Contact lost, sir. Inconclusive as to why.” He didn’t need to say it was likely destroyed. But were there survivors?

NE Harmon
Rei

Jensen’s shot a glance at the Ops officer, then back to the CO. The Cadet wondered how many other ships received the message but chose not to assist. “Who would want to destroy a defenseless hauler?” Truhart asked rhetorically. Shaking his head, the Cadet turned back to the helm and awaited the CO’s orders.

Cadet Truhart


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