Posted April 20, 2021, 7:45 a.m. by Commander Valentina Bellini (Person Who Keeps The CO In Line (XO)) (Melissa Aragon)
Posted by Lieutenant Drake Burcham (Chief of Keeping The Ship Safe (COS)) in Main Sim - Bridge
Posted by Commander Valentina Bellini (Person Who Keeps The CO In Line (XO)) in Main Sim - Bridge
Posted by Captain Zarcal (Person Who Runs The Ship (CO)) in Main Sim - Bridge
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻
Zarcal stood there with his mouth agape. Now no one would be able to tell that but his jaw was still slack nonetheless. He turned to Brenna and said, “Lieutenant Commander may I ask you to take charge of Rhyolite? We will have a conversation later. Right now I need to address the multitude of errors that I didn’t think needed to be discussed outside of a middle school level course on how not to run a ship…” He opened the lid to the carrier and whispered, “Alright Rhyolite, daddy has to yell at a lot of people over some very stupid errors ok buddy? Ms. Breena is going to take good care of you and I’ll see you in a bit.” He closed the lid as the little Horta gurgled and cooed back. He pulled the sling off of his torso and handed it to his COP. He took in a deep breath of fluorine and exhaled back into his mask before saying “So it seems there is a distinct lack of… well I was going to say common sense but I mean really any sense on this bridge. Let me list the ways. One, we have torpedos loaded. Second they are armed. Third they are primed. Forth you had a target laid in. Like really these things don’t fire unless you have a target! Five Chuckles is just sitting at the weapons console. WHY IS HE SITTING AT THE WEAPONS CONSOLE! We’re deep in federation space without any need to have points 1-4 at the ready, yet with that he’s just SITTING THERE! SIX” Zarcal started, fuming under the mask and anyone would be able to see his anger as a faint tint of red flashed across the black lenses. “What alert level are we at? Can anyone tell me? WE’RE NOT AT AN ALERT LEVEL! We’re in standby! We’re just flying to Black Rock! SEVEN! I will say this, and I can’t believe I have to emphasize this again, WHY WERE WE ARMED!”
“The device that Ensign Chuckles had in his hand at the time he hit the fire button interacted with the console and chose the target, sir. I’m still trying to figure out how this happened as well.” Lt. Burcham responded to the captain. “Ensign Chuckles, what is that device?” he turned and asked the ensign.
Lt. Burcham, CoS.
Valentina came onto the bridge as the CO was finishing his seven point rant. She heard the part about alert level not being one and about being armed. A frown creased her brow as Burcham turned to Chuckles to ask about some device.
Moving up beside the CO, she bit her lip a moment before turning to the man she hadn’t formally met yet. “Sir… what happened? I thought we were heading for Black Rock. Was there an explosion nearby?” She glanced out the view screen to the exploded asteroid. She then noticed the hail and shook her head. Something was dreadfully wrong here.
Cmdr Valentina Bellini
XO (with no fur baby (or rock baby))
He turned to his XO and said, “Valentina I’m not sure exactly what happened but we should be on our way to Black Rock yes.... I should be with my newborn and it should have been a rather uneventful trip. I’m alerted that there has been an ‘incident’ and I arrive on the bridge to find that we’ve blow up a whole host of children....” Zarcal snarled under his mask, the effect was somewhat dulled by the metal plating.
Valentina’s growl was audible, despite being low and deep in her chest. “Children?!” Her head shook slowly as she fought her anger and sadness in one blow. “How is it that a ship outfitted with tons of primary, secondary and tertiary measures of safety accidentally blows up children?” Another thought suddenly occurred to her as she sighed and looked at the Captain. “The parents and planet the children belonged to will want answers. I cannot see us giving up the person who is responsible, regardless of what happened. The question is, do we blame our tech as having malfunctioned? Or do we tell the truth, and then hope that our response of ‘we will handle the punishment’ is sufficient not to start an interstellar war?”
It wasn’t a pleasant thought. But it was one that needed addressing.
“Well, it is a mix of both, Ensign Chuckles’ device is ultimately what caused the missile to launch and override all of our protocols somehow. But I highly doubt telling them we will destroy the device would be the ultimate helpful solution.” Lt. Burcham responded. “Though I do think that device needs to be analyzed and destroyed.” he continued staring at the device in the ensign’s hand.
Lt. Burcham, CoS
Glancing over and realizing the man still had the weapon in his hand, Valentina actually had to clench her fists to keep from going off. When she finally spoke, there was an edge of control she was balancing on. “Burcham, relieve the Ensign of his weapon at this very moment and escort him to the brig. We will figure out how to handle this, but him being here, with that still in his hand, is completely unacceptable and I can’t believe it’s still happening!!!
She shook her head and turned to the Captain. “We need to find who these children belonged to and take our lumps explaining what occurred. I cannot imagine this having a good ending, for any of us. But we need to be the ones to admit fault before we are considered untruthful or despicable for not speaking up. And we need to agree not to turn Chuckles over to their authority for punishment. The question will then be, how far are we willing to go to punish him for their sake of satisfaction as well as punitive actions in regards to Fleet laws being broken as well?”
Valentina realized, then, that no amount of glitter, bubbles or parties were going to fix this problem. It also occurred to her to reach out to Dum and Dee and be sure the ship could jump to warp on command if this did escalate to something life threatening to them all.
XO (of a ‘not so funny now’ ship)
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