Posted March 9, 2021, 1:44 p.m. by Lieutenant Drake Burcham (Chief of Keeping The Ship Safe (COS)) (Rusty Boshankles)
Posted by Lieutenant Asher Miller (Chief of Keeping Our Brains Healthy (CNS)) in Main Sim - Constellation
Posted by Commander Valentina Bellini (Person Who Keeps The CO In Line (XO)) in Main Sim - Constellation
Posted by Lieutenant Byrnarterro Ch’riaqer (Chief of Figuring Out The Galaxy (CSO)) in Main Sim - Constellation
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“Commander, We’ve been… punted to Black Rock…” Byr said as he read the location, and no real way of better describing it until the sensor readings came through.
Lieutenant (J.G) Byrnaterro Ch’riaqer, CSO (AKA Carelessly Spinned Officer)
Andromeda scolwed a she made her way into the center of sickbay, cursing in Ferengi. =/\=CMO to whoever is out there. What just happened?=/\= She bent down to check on one of her nurses muttering under her breath about giant feet and invisible aliens.
-Andromeda DeLion, CMO
As the CMO’s voice came into the bridge, Dee announced, “and Dr DeLion makes five. If this keeps up, we’ll soon be able to call ourselves the Connie 7.” Dee cleared its throat before opening a channel back to Dr DeLion.
=/\= Dr DeLion, we understand we have been punted by a giant boot. Most on the bridge are unconscious. How many active do you have with you in sickbay? =/\= Dee asked.
=/\= Me! Alright, I’m coming up there. =/\=
Valentina frowned. Punted? How in all the cosmos… Well it didn’t honestly matter, the how, it had occurred. She sat back in her seat, after quite the jostle back towards it and growled at her unceremoniously flop into the furniture. Good thing it was secured or she’d likely have toppled it over as well. “Well, let’s get us righted, even if we can’t stop the slide. Shall we?” She tried to access the helm from her seat and prayed her Academy emergency training would kick in and remind her how to reverse thrusters and such to get them back to rights. “Something tells me this isn’t taught at the Academy, even nowadays,” she murmured under her breath.
=/\= Main Engineering, This is Lt Dum Tweedle from the bridge, who is in charge down there? =/\= Dum said while Dee at moved its way to another station on the bridge. Dee was trying to get a reading on systems.
- Dum and Dee Tweedle
Co Chief Engineering Blobs
Andromeda walked onto the bridge and looked at the unconscious people, then shrugged. She scanned the person nearest to her, then walked over to Byrnaterro and scanned him, looking for differences beyond “One’s unconscious.”
-Andromeda DeLion, CMO
Byr’s antennae twitched as the doctor scanned him, like a reflex of a cat that got suddenly touched when it wasn’t expecting it. Looking around, Byr noted that a lot of the Bridge crew did get knocked out from the boot, “Whatever the boot’s purpose was, it seemed to have taken us to Black Rock, Commander,” Byr added as he verified the ship’s location on scanners.
Lieutenant (J.G) Byrnaterro Ch’riaqer, CSO
Valentina was waiting for the ship to steady itself though she was grateful they weren’t spinning anymore. “Ok, so at least we know where we are. But you said the chrono was going backwards. So the question is when are we? Let’s get a start on that and see if we can figure out why we are here.” She settled back in her seat and looked around at everyone. Mentally she checked off the various departments. The CMO was here, and medical was functioning. The Chief Engineers were here and they weren’t concerned, so engineering was functioning. As the CSO reported they were at Black Rock, she was grateful the science lab wasn’t blown up. And Security would be checking in in any moment in response to NE Jackson’s status check to them as well. Once they were in, she could exhale and figure out the next step.
Thanks, I’m getting to this. I’m planning on getting it done tonight Brisbane time.
Byr tapped at the console to see if he could identify just how far in time they had travelled, or if it was just the chronometer malfunctioning as they got booted in the direction of the space station. Whoever it was really seemed to want the ship to report in, however.
Lt(J.G) Byrnaterterro Ch’riaqer, CSO
Valentina watched the others react to the news of being out of time. It would be intriguing to find out if they went back or forward. She’d never been on a time travel mission before, but had heard of them. She wasn’t exactly sure, now, if being excited was the proper emotion to have.
Luckily for Asher when the ship was punted he had been relaxing in his office which was filled with several plushy toys, chairs and other such soft items which meant when he was thrown across the room he was given a rather of landing, that being said after finally cleaning the room and making his way through corridors of the ship he finally made his way to the bridge. He felt a situation like this, if it was a situation meant he was best suited on the bridge. In his pocket, he carried the gummy sweets he usually handed out. “Is everybody ok?” He asked walking out onto the bridge. “Seems we took a little bump.”
- Lt Asher Miller
Lt. Burcham was at the tactical station on the bridge. He was gripping the console tightly even after they stopped spinning. At some point, he hit his head, as there was a bleeding cut above his right eye. “We are trying to get long range scans of the area we are to see if I can see what caused this, and make sure in this new area, if anyone is around us, and if they are friendly or not.” Lt. Burcham said, running the scans and periodically holding his head around the cut.
Lt. Burcham, CoS
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