Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets(COP)-2O-CIO) in Main Sim - Bridge (TAG Everyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Eleyr of House Em’ujo (Chief of Keeping Our Brains Healthy (CNS)) in Main Sim - Bridge (TAG Everyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets(COP)-2O-CIO) in Main Sim - Bridge (TAG Everyone)
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Helm responded “30 minutes ma’am.”

-GM

— Eleyr, CNS

“Alright, so should we wear bio suits down just in case?” Brenna didn’t like the idea of a psychic attack. She’d encountered them before and having a telepath as part of the team would help, but sometimes that made the telepath more susceptible to the attack. Sometimes they were able to detect it faster. And of course she was trained for such things, but she hated it. Set her nerves off. She’d either get to point and go “GOTCHA!” or she’d be blabbering like an infant learning to talk. It was undignified.

“Alright let’s get ready to move, these people need help and we said we would give it. Eleyr, Andromeda, we’ll need security but please brief them on what they need to know. We don’t want to hurt someone just because they are confused.”

Atoded, 2O

“Commander should I come to so I can collect samples to see what’s in this bacterial stuff so we know what it is or if it is something commander?” He asked.

Lt. Slayer

IC: “Of course Lt. Get your gear and meet up with the away team in Transporter Room 2.”

Atoded, 2O

IC: “Yes commander. I’ll go ahead and get that now.” As he said to the commander. He then went and got his gear and went into Transporter Room 2.

Lt. Slayer

Andromeda simply walked over to the medical panel on the bridge, taking out an extra medkit. “We hopefully won’t need both, but…” Better to be prepared.
-Andromeda, CMO

“Well doc it’s better safe then sorry to bring both. It could be a good help to all of us.” He said.

Lt. Slayer

OOC: Are we ready to arrive and find out what’s going on?

-Jenn

ooc: I think so

Chris

Ooc: good to go.
-L

Half an hour later, Brenna turned to the comms officer, “Open a channel.” When the beeped sounded, =/\=Wernstrom Institute, this is Lt Cmdr Atoded of the USS Constellation. We received your distress call and we are prepared to send an away team. Please respond.=/\=

=/\=Atoded to Away Team. We’ve arrived. We are awaiting confirmation for a beam down location.=/\=

Atoded, 2O

bump

“Commander. What’s going on do we have confirmation yet?” He asked her. As he was always curious about things and this is one thing he was curious with.

Lt. Slayer

=^=Not yet Lt. They haven’t answered our hail. Stand by.=^=

Brenna turned to the tactical and science stations. “Are we still reading life signs?”

“Comms, hail them again.”

Atoded, 2O

Richard raised his eyebrow, “Is the drive through closed or what?”

• Marsh, XO

Brenna looked up at the comms and he shook his head, “Still no response to our hail Ma’am.” She looked at Richard, “Well guess you get to go crash a party.”

Atoded

“Commander crashing a party? What for?” He has asked.

Lt. Slayer

Brenna grinned at herself slightly. “Sorry, Lt. It’s an Earth saying I picked up at the Academy. It just means arriving somewhere unannounced, sometimes uninvited. In this case we aren’t uninvited, but they may not remember they did. Let’s get going.”

OOC: Alright well it seems we’ve lost our CO and our CO and our GM as well. Most the crew has left or is AWOL. What do we want to do? Call it quits or make up the Sim as we go? Honestly I don’t know what to do here.

-Jenn

OOC: We could do a bit of improvisation (that’s our speciality anyway, eh?) or focus more on character development until we have a command team again… basically find any way to keep the Connie afloat. :)

— Trin

OOC: Alright well let’s just roll with it and make it up as we go. I am not a GM of any sort so please interject add to or do whatever. If anyone would like to lead the story please do. But either way let’s do our best to keep going.

IC:
“Alright let’s head to the transporter room and get down there. Something must have happened if they aren’t answering.” Brenna left the bridge, all three of her huskies following. It was an odd assortment of officers and animals that were going with them to the surface. “You’ll be beaming down to the entrance hall Lt Cmdr. Or at least thats what the schematics we have on file say,” Brenna nodded, “Alright, as soon as everyone is ready?”

Atoded, 2O

“Commander permission to speak.” As he asked. Cause he has experience with transporters for sometime.

Lt. Slayer