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Side Sim/Char Intro - Safe Haven - Tag: CO, XO, COS

Posted May 3, 2021, 8:29 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reira Akaba (Science Officer) (Stephen MacDonald)

Posted by Captain Rende Asam (Captain) in Side Sim/Char Intro - Safe Haven - Tag: CO, XO, COS

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reira Akaba (Science Officer) in Side Sim/Char Intro - Safe Haven - Tag: CO
Shutting the hatch of his small shuttle, he saw the Section 31 Officers approaching. “Computer, switch input from LCARS to Alphanumerics.” He commanded, watching as the panels went from the multicoloured squares to green circles and lines, more intuitive considering he was part Borg. He understood the language a little better as he slid back a metal panel with two prongs side by side. “Initiate direct interface.” Lieutenant Akaba extended his left arm forward as the assimilation tubules came out and he interacted with the ship directly, plugging himself in. He could now control the ship with his thoughts as the engines powered up and he left the Federation Station in quite the hurry.

The Astraios wouldn’t be far behind, despite it’s size the vessel was formidable. He could feel the code running through his head, binary flashes. 1 and 0, black and white, survival and extinction… That’s how the Collective saw everything, now and again if he closed his eyes he could still hear their might, billions of voices acting as one single, one perfect entity. He had no intention of losing his individuality, but he still admired their goal of perfection even if he completely disagreed with their methods of attaining it. “Initiate system diagnostic, current status of transwarp drive.” Seeing the results, he bit his lip. The Earth Term for his transwarp drive was “Jerry-Built”, the shuttle was one his grandfather left to him as a child, as a Starfleet Officer he never had much need of it until now.

Christened the Nova Luna, he’d done a lot of work in upgrading it’s propulsion and structural integrity. “Transwarp drive is operational.” The computer replied, his analysis of the coil concurred, having altered the warp core and main deflector of the small vessel to allow for transwarp velocity. “Engage the drive.” He commanded, building up a tachyon pulse as the ship went to warp before opening a conduit. “Please enter location.” The female voice stated. That was a point, where did he want to go? He needed somewhere his father couldn’t follow, where he could lie low. “The USS Viking, do you have co-ordinates?” He asked, the system accessing records. “Location verified. Estimated time to arrival is 2 hours and 25 minutes at current velocity.”

Plugging out of the system, he pulled down what used to be a biobed and lay down. It too had been altered to act as an alcove, regeneration inside it took twice as long as normal due to power constraints. “Computer, dim lights to Level 1. Engage alcove.” His eyes shut and he instantly began to feel better… Reira really did have to do it more often, leaving it too long was dangerous. Being woken up when he arrived, the grogginess passed as he tapped at the controls. “This is the shuttlecraft Nova Luna hailing USS Viking, are you receiving me?” He asked, staring at the ship… It seemed to be in good condition? He remembered it being barely spaceworthy and frankly, creepy. The computer wasn’t mocking him for a start, the lilac-haired drone wasn’t sure if that was comforting. “I repeat, this is Nova Luna hailing USS Viking. I am Lieutenant Reira Akaba, requesting permission to dock.” He repeated.

Lieutenant j.g. Reira Akaba (Science)

Rende was sitting in her chair reading over the history of the Viking. She wanted to be familiar with her reputation, and a line from the letter requesting her return to duty had left her curious. ‘Someone not given to falling prey to superstition.’
“Captain, incoming hail,” the NE at the tactical station called.
“Well put it up then, it’s rude to not at least listen.”
This is the shuttlecraft Nova Luna hailing USS Viking, are you receiving me? I repeat, this is Nova Luna hailing USS Viking. I am Lieutenant Reira Akaba, requesting permission to dock.”

Rende turned to survey the bridge crew. “Anyone know who that is?” The helm officer nodded, “Yes Ma’am, Lt Akaba used to serve with us. He um, is a little different.” Rende made a rolling motion with her hand. “He’s was assimilated once by the Borg.”

Well that cerntainly sent all her Marine training into over drive. A quick inquire from the computer, and grumbling about too small print confirmed that he was an active Fleet officer. “Open a channel. Shuttlecraft Nova Luna this is Cpt Rende Asam of the USS Viking. Permission to dock granted.”

She tapped her combadge, =^=LT Cmdr Watley we have a former crew member requesting permission to dock. Please meet me in the shuttle bay.=^= and one more time. =^=Cpt Asam to Lt Asam. Bring a security detail to the shuttle bay, ‘Collective’ protocol.=^=
Rende, CO

“Thank you, Captain Asam. I’m initiating docking procedures.” Reira replied, ending communications and soon setting a course for the shuttle bay, the computer taking over automatic controls as he powered down weapons and shields, setting the nanoprobes in the ship to repair and upgrade his transwarp coil. He might need another speedy getaway in case someone came knocking. Making sure his hair was perfect and running his fingers over the metal of the badge, he took a deep breath and put the pips on his collar, attaching the combadge.

Feeling the ship land, he went over to the hatch and opened the door. Home sweet home… Well, it hadn’t been sweet previously, more like a terrifying abomination that swallowed the people he loved and seemed determined to give him psychological issues. But, he made some close friends on this ship, he’d even found someone willing to see past the implants and love the human that lay underneath. He was still skeptical that Section 31 didn’t have it’s fingers in this apparently upgraded Viking, but he doubted they’d come for him. They’d tangled before, he’d won… He’d just have to win again.

Stepping out onto the deck, the Security Detail made him visibly tense up, the fear apparent in his dark blue eyes as he scanned the room, locating all the exits as a traumatic response. “I’m not here to harm you, please… I returned of my own volition.” He stated, putting the phaser he was armed with on the ground. “Captain Rende Asam… The Viking has certainly changed in my absence.” Reira stated, not wanting to get into why he disappeared again right now. “I don’t wish to rush you, but… I’ll need to create a Borg Alcove relatively soon. I need to regenerate in a few hours and the alcove on my shuttle is for emergency regeneration, it lacks the power for the full cycle I’ll require.” He stated, practical as ever. The headache was coming in, in thirty minutes so would dizziness and motor co-ordination decline, then confusion and paranoia. Eventually, he’d just go into a coma.

Lieutenant j.g. Reira Akaba (Science)


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