Posted Jan. 9, 2022, 10:44 a.m. by Senior Chief Petty Officer Karl Johansson (Engineering Petty Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)
Posted by Ensign E’usah (Navigator) in Main Sim - Bridge - Those Who Remain Behind
Posted by Ensign Quinn Dagget (Helmsman) in Main Sim - Bridge - Those Who Remain Behind
Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Bridge - Those Who Remain Behind
[snip]NE Willy at the science station looked up from his console after peering through the viewfinder. “..Even with probes out there what we got is what we got I’m afraid. The interference inside the Abyss is just too great to really overcome any further. I would suggest we begin a targeted approach to points of interest within the system for now and then work out from there.” he suggested. “..The fact this system seems somewhat an ‘oasis’ within the Abyss is strange enough to me, the interference while still present is much less within the system’s solar effects but once we get outside its effective hold then its a lost cause again. So maybe starting at the solar body and working out from there would be a idea?” he added.
GM CockRoach
“Good idea,” Quinn agreed, stepping over to look over Willy’s shoulder at the console. “So, what, we point the scanners at the star and interpret whatever data we get from that?” She also figured they’d probably have to keep an eye on the comms - if the landing parties needed picking up real quick, she didn’t want to leave them hanging.
Dagget, Helm
E’usah had been listening in to the conversation. “I would like to keep us in a geo-synchronous orbit near the places the away teams are at. Just precautionary so we can be there if they need us. Scanners will have to do for now.” She looked at Ltjg Cleolet for a confirmation or other recommendation.
E’usah - NAV
NE Willy nodded to E’usah’s comments/commands. “..Alright though staying here means scanners or relayed probe information, won’t get the same results and information as up close scans..” he said “..but it’s your call ma’am..” he added.
OOC: Bumping!
GM CockRoach
Quinn wandered over to the comms station, then back to her post at Helm. “What do you think they’re doing down there? Think it’s interesting?” she asked, glancing around from Cleolet to NE Willy. She didn’t have much to do while they waited, especially with autopilot taking over the basic helm duties for now. The Pilot markedly refused to look at the Nav Officer. She was still a little salty about E’usah setting in a course to weave around the asteroids when she knew as well as Quinn that it was the Helm officer’s job to do smaller scale ‘navigation’ like that. And what was the point of a Helm Officer if E’usah and the Auto-pilot did all the work? As much as she appreciated E’usah most of the time, she did feel like the woman was trying to do her job for her sometimes.
Dagget, Helm
E,usah sat quietly waiting to see what the decision would be. She glanced at Quinn who seemed to be pointedly ignoring her, she hoped she hadn’t done something to offend her. E’usah was just trying very hard to do her job, perhaps she tried too hard sometimes, she was a perfection freak and she knew that it put some people off. It was just her fear that if she made an error it could end up catastrophically for everyone. When you were dealing with warp displacement an error could place you emerging into a sun or a worm hole instead of open space. She would have to talk to Quinn and see what was bothering her, she didn’t have enough friends to risk losing one.
E’usah had heard that the CE was also a Caitian but hadn’t had the chance to meet her yet personally. As she awaited the CE’s decision on their position, she observed the acting Captain. Cleolet was very tall and slender compared to E’usah’s 5’ 2’‘, while E’usah wore her mane in a long braid, Cleolet wore hers close cropped and a bit spikey. E’usah considered other possibilities they might try, they could launch a probe equipped with a transporter array which could act as a relay of sorts. If any of the away teams need extraction while the Sentinel was exploring, the probe would relay them to the Sentinels location as long as they didn’t stray out of range. It was an idea, but E’usah kept it to herself, awaiting Cleolet’s decision, she didn’t want to seem too forward, beside Cleolet being an engineer had probably all ready considered something of the kind.
E’usah - NAV OOC: Quinn, sorry if I stepped on your toes, apologies offered.
Sounds of laughter emanated from the turbolift door as it slid open, quieting as two people exited the lift. One was a replacement Science NE, short and young the other was a tall man in his middle years wearing an Engineers uniform and marked as a Petty Officer. He winked at the officer that came with him, made a gesture with his hand that received a barely contained snort from the Science officer. Karl Jóhansson sauntered down towards the engineering station and replaced the NE there. He turned and nodded to Cleolet, who he gathered had the Conn “Chief Karl reporting for bridge duty Ma’am” He said with his familiar half-smile. He turned and looked over at the standing helm officer and the unmistakable tension there, noted it down in his head before sitting down and getting situated himself.
Generally speaking he disliked bridge duty, it was more busywork and less proper tinkering, but it was his turn and there was little he would do to change that.
SCPO Karl - Eng
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