Posted Feb. 4, 2021, 9:49 a.m. by Lieutenant Inola (Communications Officer) (Leonora V)
Posted by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) in Main Sim - Four Days Later - Arrival To Alstair Prime
[snip]The comm systems finally came alight with replies once the Merrimack came into a standard orbit. Translations took a moment for Inola but eventually she got a simple audio message and simiplier text message to accompany it. =/\= USS Merrimack, we the Tri-Council members welcome you to our home. We have received news of your ability to transmit by matter teleportation. You may either use this or a manual extracurricular vehicle to land at the following coordinates to meet with us within 30 local minutes. =/\= It said. The voice on the end was female sounding in the usual sing song like tones.
William only took passing scans so to avoid any hostile appearances. Of course, he’d prefer to take as many deep dive scans as he could as a new civilization being discovered was a Scientists’s dream.
“William,” Glen asked, “have your passive scans detected anything? What do your instruments read? Can you increase range?”
Scans revealed much of what they already were seeing a primitive by their standards barely warp capable race of what seemed an all female based humanoid species. Longer range scans showed the region they were in showed a high volume of rogue asteroids, comets, and a likelihood at time for Ion storms. Though no such storms were in evidence right now.
“Not much unexpected,” William said turning around in his chair to face the Captain “Technology on par with their current interstellar capabilities. The system does have a large number of asteroids and comets floating around” He looked back momentarily “Also the likelihood for Ion Storms in the near future, nothing to be concerned about right now.”
“Plot courses of the major asteroids,” instructed Glen, “See if any pose a thread to their planet, and whether we can do anything about that.”
Glen contacted Sickbay. =/\= Dr. Saark, are you Alstair patients well enough to be transported to planetary hospitals? is this something we should have arranged yet?”
Hal was busy with scanning for any energy build ups. Which would indicate weapons systems. “Captain, remind me to speak to you later,” he said. ” ‘Never heard of the Orions’ indeed. “
“Obviously, I’ve heard of them,” smiled Glen. The Orion pirates had been a real pain in the butt to the Merrimack this previous year just passed. “And one day I might tell you the story of when I was a young Commander, and had to transport six Orion slave girls to Earth. The trip took two very long weeks. The crew discipline was difficult to say the least.... No, our First Officer has 1,000 years of knowledge, and I haven’t begun to scrape the surface of what he knows yet.”
“I was deep undercover with them for two years, Sir,” Hal said. “Individually, they’re okay. As a bunch? They are formidable.”
“Right, well we’d better go and meet the Tri-Council,” Glen said. “Kord, I think we should Transport the landing party down rather than a shuttlecraft. They seem to be comfortable with that. Do you agree?”
“I’d like Inola to come to translate, and yourself Kord. Hal, I’ll need you for security, and bring a few of your men. William, I’ll leave you with the Bridge again. It will build up your Command hours for that promotion exam. Tia will still be keeping their ship in one piece, and Saark is still administering to their wounded. I’d like to give a few younger officers the chance to see a nascent civil society untouched by the Federation. Helmsman Lucas, I would like you to beam down too.”
“Let’s meet in Transporter Room A in twenty minutes!” Glen announced.
Kord nodded and left to prepare for transport.
Glen was serious when he wondered about the knowledge that Kord must have accumulated after 1000 years, However, if he was to discover it, then he would need to prise it out of him. His First Officer rarely said more than a few words to him.
“Any further questions?” the Captain asked Inola, William, Hal and Lucas. “If not, then I’d better go get a change of clothing for the landing party too.”
After replied to any questions Captain Glen, followed Kord from the Bridge. He would go to his Quarters and then to the Transporter Room.
- Glen, CO
Inola saluted with a grin, barely containing her excitement.
-Inola, Comms
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