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Bridge: Main Sim

Posted March 29, 2019, 11:44 a.m. by Captain Hamilcar Jasar (Captain) (Christopher Bennett)

Posted by Commander D’Vash Odinson (First Officer) in Bridge: Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Pretha Oberon (Chief Security Officer) in Bridge: Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Collin Harding (Chief Medical Officer) in Bridge: Main Sim
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Collin flashed her a weak smile, “He’ll be fine. I know I can’t predict the future, but I know he will be.”

Collin leaned in and gave her a quick side hug, quick enough so the busy bridge crew didn’t notice him comforting their temporary CO.

Harding, CMO

Suddenly a nearby panel light up. A runabout had dropped out of warp and was hailing them. =^=Wooden Shoe to Olympic.=^=

-CO

Pretha smiled at Harding. “Thanks… I’m glad you are here, Doc.” She leaned into the embrace a moment then straightened up. She didn’t care who saw. Everyone knew she was with D’Vash now, or would soon enough if they didn’t. And she doubted the directions of the Doctor’s attentions weren’t unknown either. But she ‘did’ startle as the hail came in.

“I didn’t remember their being a runabout out and about…” She hailed the ship back. =^=This is the Olympic… go, Wooden Shoe.=^= She wasn’t sure what to think, since there seemed to be duplicates of everyone right now. She only hoped that this was ‘her’ crew and not the mirror one.

Pretha
CoS/Temp CO

Collin was surprised by the hail as well. The nature of the attack on the Olympic had left the crew looking inward not outward. Had they missed an additional threat?

Even as he thought the question, he doubted that the hail was from a foe. Their opponents from the mirror universe were back on their heal, if they had allies on the outside ready to aid them they were unlikely to open with a hail.

The doctor kept his position at the station, waiting for the Wooden Shoe to respond to Oberon.

Harding, CMO

=^=Olympic, this is Captain Hamicar Jasar, I have been assigned as your new commanding officer. Request permission to come aboard.=^= came the reply, with a slight middle eastern accent.

-CO

Pretha almost choked. “Harding… a new CO… NOW?” There was a taint of panic in her voice. This couldn’t be happening. Right now the computer thought ‘she’ was the CO, and yet there was another CO about to come aboard. She glanced around the room and pointed to the Security NE who had remained behind for protection and an engineer NE sitting at one of the stations. “You two, down to the shuttle bay right now. NO ONE is to enter it from outside, I don’t care who you ‘believe’ they are. You are to bring the shuttle crew and the CO to the bridge immediately and not stop anywhere. If they ask why the cloak and dagger, tell them they arrived in the middle of drills and you were given explicit orders not to allow the drill to be disrupted. Do you understand?”

Collin felt his hands grip the station he was at, his knuckles turning pink while the rest of his hand went white. A new CO made no sense. Shirazi wasn’t here. That didn’t mean she wasn’t coming back. Did it? As he felt a tangle of emotions rip through his chest, he was thankful for Oberon’s take charge response. She may be as confused as him, but she wasn’t letting it stop her from taking control of the situation.

After receiving both hurried acknowledgments, the engineer took a phaser from the locker, now being guarded by the navigator, and the two disappeared into the lift. Tapping the comm, Pretha tried to put a smile into her words. =^= Wooden shoe, this is Pretha Oberon, you are cleared for the shuttle bay and will be met and escorted to the bridge.=^= She immediate cut the comm and looked to Harding as panic started to set into her features. “Harding… what do I do?” She shook her head and moved to the back of the bridge to pace. “Ok… I can do this. I’m the Security Chief. I just need to think like one.”

=^=Understood Olympic. Wooden Shoe out.=^= If the new CO showed any concern from the transmission, his voice didn’t show it.

It was just the two of them on the Bridge for the moment, the remainder of their NE crew off to fetch the new captain. While Oberon paced, Harding found himself standing still. It was an unusual position for the man who seemed to have boundless energy.

She was running thru scenarios in her mind as she wondered how to keep the intruders from interfering while her security teams looked for them… keep the incoming CO from being harmed… “Wait…” She glanced back at Harding. “Were you aware there was a new incoming CO? I don’t remember anything being said…” Now her security hackles were truly raised and the haze of panic was swiftly being replaced with the clarity of what was needed of her.

Pretha
Security Chief (and defacto CO)

The bridge watched as the runabout maneuvered and safety entered the shuttlebay minutes later.

In the shuttle bay, Hamilcar exited the shuttle and looked around, an slight expression of concern was on his face, but he tried to hide it. He was unarmed and carried only his suit case and a backpack.

OCC: We can just play this part here as he will want to go straight to the bridge.

-CO

“No,” he responded directly to Oberon. “How could we know. When the mirror universe attack began we had a perfectly fine CO in command of the ship. Could this be a ploy? One last play by our adversaries? I gave Odinson my tricorder.”

Harding, CMO

OOC: Come on up Captain. You may face a skeptical audience. :)

Charley

“We have GOT to find the CO. I don’t like this arrival.” She shook her head and took a deep breath. Suddenly she turned to Harding. “Can you use the tricorder in the Officer’s Ready room to scan anyone? There is an emergency medical case behind the supply panel in case it’s needed during guest visits.” She was moving swiftly towards the Captain’s ready room to the side of the bridge.

Entering the room, she turned in a circle trying to remember where she had seen it last time. “Oh…” she murmured and moved to a cabinet beside the small alcove where drinks and snacks could be left for those using the room. Opening the panel she removed the medium sized case and set it on the table. Opening it up, she glanced for the tricorder usually sitting in its clipped holder on the inner side of the lid.

Pretha
CoS/CO/?

Out on the bridge, Collin and Pretha would hear the turbolift doors open and close.

A moment later D’vash appeared in the doorway to the ready room, a cocky grin on his face. “You can both relax. I’ve got the situation under control.”

The XO walked over toward Pretha, grabbed her and pulled her close Forcefully and passionately, his mouth covered her with a warm, wet kiss. After a moment he stopped and without turning away fro her, said over his shoulder, “Doc, you mind giving us a little privacy?”

Odinson (XO/aGM)

At that moment, the port turbolift opened and out stepped a middle aged, of middle eastern descent wearing the command uniform of a Captain. He was of average height and looked slightly under weight. He had dark eyes and short black hair. He took a step out of the turbolift and was flanked by two NE’s, both armed.

“This isn’t exactly the welcome I was expecting.” The man said casually in a middle eastern accent. His face was serious as he looked around the room, gauging the situation.

-CO


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