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Bridge: Main Sim

Posted April 28, 2019, 9:42 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Collin Harding (Chief Medical Officer) (Charley Gilmore)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jozan T’Kev (Engineer) in Bridge: Main Sim

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

Posted by Captain Hamilcar Jasar (Captain) in Bridge: Main Sim
Posted by… suppressed (6) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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“Yes, I said EVERYTHING was good. Did I not make myself clear? Marin is fine, the ship is fine, the situation is fine.” D’vash replied in a very curt manner.

Collin’s scan of the Captain’s blood took only moments and he was pleased to be able to clear the man. It made sense. If the mirror universe were duplicating the crew of the Olympic, this new arrival was unlikely to have been on their radar. Only when his attention was removed from his work did he notice Oberon’s concern. They’d served together long enough for Collin to recognize the shift in her posture and tone and he silently cursed himself. The arrival of the new CO had unintentionally allowed for both his and Pretha’s attention and suspicion to be drawn in one direction, and away from another.

“The Captain’s scan clears him for duty,” he called over to the COS and XO. “Commander, I think it best we transfer computer commands before we finish any…drills.”

Collin moved to close the space between him and the XO.

Harding, CMO

The XO hesitated by the door at Harding’s comment. “That won’t be necessary. He’s not going to have a ship to command.”

D’vash turned quickly and drew the phaser from his hip and pointed it at the advancing doctor. “Not another step, Harding. We’ve worked too hard to take control of this ship to let it all go to waste, because of the unexpected arrival of a new captain. I don’t know how that happened. Your command should have never been made aware of Thorne’s . . . exit.”

Odinson (XO)

Pretha wasn’t thinking when she stepped in front of D’Vash, to block his shot at the Doctor. “I knew you weren’t the D’Vash I knew. He’s never kissed me like that before.” The look in her eyes was that of fire and desire. “Is that what it’s like to be desired? Or was it merely a ploy?” She reached up to run a finger lightly over her still tingling lips. The look she gave the doppleganger was raw and open with need. “Perhaps I like your universe better, if this is how you treat ‘your’ Pretha…”

Collin had raised his hands in front of him when Odinson, or whomever this was, pointed the phaser his way. One hand still held the tricorder, closed now, he had used to clear the new captain. He wasn’t surprised that Pretha had stepped between him and danger and he didn’t have an ounce of doubt about her motives, despite her words. He saw her ruse for what it was, even if the overly cocky Mirror Odinson didn’t.

She took half a step forward, her other hand at her side so as to not startle him. She wanted his attention more than anything. Beyond that, she had no idea. She just couldn’t let anyone get shot. His comment about her CO was already forgotten as she hoped her lack of confidence in herself, which D’Vash always tried to cure her of, wasn’t an obstacle.

Pretha
CoS/CO(temp)/horrible flirt

Hamilcar stood slightly confused. ‘Oh great, a mutiny to start. But what was this about different universe? He thought as he watched the scene unfold. Hoping that the COS was distracting this Commander D’Vash he glanced over at his body guard with an open hand, hoping the guy would take the hint and give him his phaser.

-CO

When Pretha spoke, her seductive words and actions were enough to distract Odinson for the moment. His face changed from frustration to an evil grin. “‘My’ Pretha is a waste of my time and has never returned my advances. Yes, maybe I should just get rid of her and take you instead. You do seem to be much more appreciative of my skills. . .”

Odinson (fake XO)

Pretha hoped Harding was looking after those behind her as she continued. She didn’t want the CO distracting this XO with questions, so she tried to sum things up as she stayed close to D’Vash… close enough to block his phaser from hitting anyone else without first taking the time to shove her aside. “I am very impressed with your skills. You managed to be on my ship for how long, while avoiding detection? I mean… I’m sure half my bridge crew can’t be trusted, can they?” She smiled and her chin dipped slightly as her voice dropped. “Then you time it just when a crew change is happening. I can imagine ‘all’ types of scenarios you have going thru your mind on how you would infiltrate the Olympic, then…” she rested a hand against his chest as her other hand settled on top of the phaser and slowly began to press so it would point down, allowing her to move closer. “And then… what? Earth perhaps? Fleet Headquarters?”

She stepped sideways a bit, seeming to want him more privately for a moment even with others looking on. Once more she hoped in the back of her mind that someone would stun him. She could take the sting if need as well. If the Doc or the CO could manage it, D’Vash needed to be taken down now. She started to lean in to kiss him once more, this time hoping they were profile enough to the others for someone to take a shot. “Kiss me again… and mean it this time…” she let out a small laugh and sigh as she moved to close the gap between them.

Pretha
Stun fodder?

Collin had slowly moved his hands down, very obviously moving to pocket his tricorder. His own subterfuge didn’t seem to matter as Pretha was doing an admirable job distracting their foe, but he knew her angle would only last a moment longer. The Chief of Security was providing an assist, but she needed her teammate to make the shot. Collin was more comfortable with a phaser at his hip than the usual doctor. His time embedded with the Marines had ensured that and he’d armed himself shortly after realizing the Oly had been invaded. As his left hand sheathed his tricorder, his right hand unsheathed a small, type I phaser. He didn’t dare take the time to raise his arm to fire, bending it at the elbow instead, his forearm rising just enough for his aim to square on the impostor’s exposed flank. A push of a button was all it took for a bright yellow beam to strike forward.

Harding, CMO

The NE providing security seemed to take the hint and slowly handed the Captain his phaser. He was impressed by the way that Pethra was distracting this mutineer. He would remember that. Quickly checking that the phaser was set to stun, he quickly aimed and fired, aiming for the Mutineer.

-CO

Fauxdinson realized what Pretha was doing a moment too late. His gaze shifted to Harding as he began to take aim. At the same time, he reached for Pretha to use her as a shield. Harding-s shot stunned the false XO as he moved, but the second shot from the CO was enough to knock the man to the canvas. . . .

Fauxdinson (XO)

Hamilcar, after watching Odinson take two phaser blasts turn the phaser towards Pretha. “What the hell is going on?” He stated, although his voice remained level, there was deep anger in his voice, amplified by his accent.

-CO

Harding returned his phaser to its holster and reached for the tricorder he had only recently sheathed. The fake Odinson now out of commission he could transition back to his primary role, that of healer. It had been years since he’d needed to treat someone he had injured himself, but that didn’t negate the duties of his profession. He moved to the now splayed form that looked far to uncannily like a man he considered a friend, and knelt beside him taking in his vitals. The stun setting should leave any lasting harm, but he’d been hit twice, so Harding wanted to make sure.

As he scanned he did his best to explain what was happening to the new CO, knowing Pretha could fill in the blanks.

“The Olympic is under attack by people from the mirror universe. It started when a murdered officer was transported off the ship. It was only by sheer coincidence that Lt. Oberon discovered this. Blood left at the scene confirmed it belonged to Ensign Galen, but another Ensign Galen was found healthy, in his quarters. Upon discovery he attempted to harm himself. I’ve developed a test to tell friend from foe, the one I administered to you, but we haven’t had a chance to test the whole crew. Our Odinson left the bridge before you arrived, we’d thought he’d returned, but this man was obviously not our XO.”

Harding, CMO


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