Posted by Lieutenant Commander Joe Milligan (XO) in Main Sim - Bridge - Interview Broadcast

Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Bridge - Interview Broadcast
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Just soon after Glen left the bridge, their comms NE turned, “..Sir? Habitat Master Dol is hailing us with several media news casters and VIPs waiting for our presentation and do ask questions. He has also requested permission to tie in the feed to the Sybl ship. Shall I put them through on visual and audio?” She asked.

GM CockRoach

Joe heaved a mighty sigh, mumbled something that he would swear was a blessing in the old Irish tongue and then smiled profusely at the NE and replied, “Well yes let’s do. The more the merrier!” Joe quickly became self-conscious and flicked away an imaginary bit of dust here and a very real piece of crumcake there before he stood ramrod straight in front of the screen with a jovial look on his face. Looking at the NE he nodded proceed.”

Lt. Cmdr. Joe Milligan XO

Tia had watched the CO delay and frowned. She’d seen that look on his face before. His headache was back. She’d never gotten bold enough to ask what caused such intense head pains, but hoped he was all right.

Turning back to the view screen, she straightened her tunic top and made herself ready to answer any questions the XO put to her. She had heard the ship exchange and was pleased the Dol was still considering letting her stay. This line of questioning from the media might give her a leg up on what to expect if she stayed. And gave her a chance to see how their thinking went, as far as alien cultures went.

Tia CE

Joe sensing movement on the side of his peripheral vision turned to see the CE. He smiled and nodded as he said, “Good to see you, Lieutenant. You going to catch me if I fall or keep me from cursing to much?”

Lt. Cmdr. Joe Milligan XO

“Of course, Sir,” Tia laughed just as the screen lit up before them.

Just as the XO spoke the screen faded a bit and a broadcast room came up. Around a half curved silver table, sat on the right Habitat Master Dol, to his right his wife and cultural councilor Sal, and to their left a younger female of Dol’s species who seemed to be the head news caster for a media circuit on the station called HNM or Habitat News Media. Behind the trio were different angle still photos or time lapsed videos of the Merrimack in station keeping orbit near the Habitat. On smaller screens nearby were other news casters from four other news stations on the habitat also tied in via some kind of conference call, finally on the lower right were the Sybl. They were indeed quite short barely reaching 2ft in height or so and most had brown or tan like skin tones with bits of light fur covering. Sort of like a humanoid squirrel, this was completed by a small furry tail, they wore leather like clothing in places and their ship’s height and such deck wise seemed to match all this.

Turning to face the camera the female caster for HNM smiled to the camera and began to speak, =/\= Good evening to all Habitat members! Tonight as you all no doubt have heard by now HNM, as well as HNA, HSN, and HBN come to you live with an exclusive interview from our new friends from the distant stars. As well as older friends from the Sybl recently arrived eager to make new trade connections no doubt. With us is our esteemed Habitat Master Dol, and his wife and newly reelected Cultural Councilor Sal. =/\= She said.

Dol nodded as did Sal, =/\= Good evening everyone, we are excited to be here. =/\= Dol said.

=/\= Indeed, it has been some time since we had peaceful new friends from distant stars find us. =/\= Sal said.

The news caster spoke nodding, =/\= Indeed, I am just now being informed they are fully tied into our communications feed. For everyone on our lovely habitat we take you live to our feed to the command center of the USS Merrimack, coming from a space agency called the United Federation of Planets. Their lead interviewer will be a Lieutenant Commander Joe Milligan a human I am told. =/\= She said.

A small green dot appeared in the lower corner of the view screen, and the comm NE nodded showing they were now likely being seen by more or less the whole Habitat and Sybl. =/\= Ah there we go, hello to you Lieutenant Commander Milligan I presume? You are now live on HNM and all other media outlets. Please introduce yourself and the Merrimack and your Federation if you could please for all our listeners and viewers? =/\= the caster asked.

GM CockRoach

Joe seemed to become all business in a warp second. He snapped quickly to parade rest position. Feet spread apart, back straight, shoulders back and hands clasped behind him in the small of his back. As the newscaster finally ceased to speak Joe said in the friendliest voice anyone would have heard from him in some time. ” Yes! You would indeed presume right. I am indeed Lieutenant Commander Joseph, Patrick Milligan wishing you all a good evening from the bridge of the USS Merrimack. ” Pointing over to Tia he said,” And over here I have out Chief Engineer Tiastri Ezial whose job it is to make sure a simple-minded Commander like myself makes no technical errors.”

Joe moved a bit then in the direction of Tia so that the watchers could see a bit of the consoles and redouts behind her. ” As for the Merrimac she is a Mariner class starship. The classes are broken down by ship designs and capability. As for the federation itself? ” Joe paused for a moment as if he were going over what he had said in his mind and wasn’t quite sure how to continue. Finally, after the pause he began again saying, “When my own species first acquired the capability to travel between the stars, we were lucky to come across other spacefarers who were friendly. Who were looking for much the same things we were. Better places to live, the advancement of science and a way to keep peace and meet other people. Unfortunately, we found that space like most things in life is not always good. There are people who are not friendly. People who don’t want to meet you to establish trade or to negotiate treaties. This is why the Federation and Star Fleet was formed. A governing body backed up by a fleet of ships which can be used for cargo or for defensive purposes. ”

Joe seemed to nod to himself as if proud that he’d done that well before he took a breath looked at the screen and once again with a smile he asked.”Any further questions?”

Lt. Cmdr. Joe Milligan XO

Where the XO stood afforded Tia the ability to lightly touch his arm without folks seeing on the screen. She whispered from behind him, “They’ll have several. Be patient, Sir.”

She tried her best not to laugh as the poor man stood there in the spotlight, the representative of the entire Fleet.

Tia
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