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VIP Shuttle 1 Arrival - Main Sim (attn Team 1)

Posted July 17, 2019, 7:15 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade James Grey (Chief Science Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)

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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Aaron Michaels (Executive Officer) in VIP Shuttle 1 Arrival - Main Sim (attn Team 1)

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Justin hovered around old Bucky like a bad smell, his excitable chatter driving the old pilot crazy as he wittered in his ear. “They seem so nice, you’ll love them Buck, the Captain is really friendly and they’ve said we can take a tour of their ship! I can’t wait…” Bucky picked up the other half of the sandwich he was eating and shoved it in Justin’s mouth to keep him from talking then chuckled as he popped his lucky hat on.

“Ah, that’s better mate, you were driving Old Bucky crazy with that jabberwocky! Do us a favour and grab us one of those tinnies?” he asked as he pulled a somewhat chewed cigar out of the pocket in his bomber jacket and lit up. Justin giggled and gratefully munched on the sandwich as he grabbed a can of beer for his friend. “Should you really be drinking this Bucky? You’re about to pick up some very important guests?” Justin asked between bites.

Bucky took a long drag of his cigar, pausing to savour the delicate flavour before shaking his head and taking the can from the young man. “It’s not real J, I just like the taste,” he grinned as he knocked back a large gulp and let out a satisfied sigh. As he threw his bag on his shoulder he gave the young man a nudge. “So come on then Nipper, any nice Sheilas in their little gang?” he asked with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Justin gave him a perplexed look back. “Sheilas?” he asked with a confused smile.

Bucky shook his head as he gulped down the rest of his can and threw it in a nearby trash bin. This young nipper could understand every riddle that their boss spouted but somehow Bucky’s Australian slang had thus far eluded him. “Sheilas? Any nice dames?” he added as he shrugged his shoulders then sighed. “Are there any nice looking girls?” he said finally. Justin giggled and nodded. “Oh, now I get you! I don’t know really but I expect so?” he offered. To be honest he hadn’t really been looking at the girls. Bucky chuckled and gave him a hearty slap on the shoulder. “Alright mate, I guess I’m asking the wrong fella huh?” he laughed as he stepped into the VIP shuttle and chucked his bag on the floor. As the hatch to the luxurious shuttle closed slowly, Bucky winked at his young friend and hollered, “don’t wait up!” with a cheeky grin.

Bucky laughed to himself and slid into the pilot’s seat, adeptly tapping in the launch sequence. As the shuttle sped out of the atmosphere towards the Constellation, Bucky cracked another can open and proceeded to chug it down. As he approached the Constellation, he tapped the shuttle’s comm link.

=/\= G’Day mates, Pilot First Class Bucky Walker here from Evagen, permission to dock skipper? =/\=

Mother Hen

=^=Pilot Walker, this is the Constellation, permission granted.=^= Came the response from Cross on the bridge as he ran the routine security scans on the incoming shuttle.

Cross Sec

Bucky’s cheerful voice chuckled back over the comm channel. =^= Alright me ‘ol cobber, putting this little filly into park, see ya on the flip side! =^= Bucky laughed as he tapped the console adeptly to bring the shuttle in to land.

As the shuttle came to a stop, Bucky flipped the controls into park and hopped out into the shuttle bay, stuffing his cigar in his mouth as his grubby boots hit the deck.

“Howdy folks! Who’s up for a little field trip?” He chuckled.

Mother Hen

OOC: Team 1 you can start making your way to the shuttle and boarding :)

James tugged on his jacket habitually “Well I suppose I am, what ‘bout the rest of ye?” HE asked the forming group arriving. He doubled checked his tricorder and science gimoz/prankster travel pack.

CSO

Bucky grinned and heartily shook James’ hand, “good to have you aboard mate! Chuck ya gear in the back and grab a cold one out the esky!” He added with a wink as he pointed to a cooler full of beer.

Harry arrived at the shuttlebay ready for the away team duty. He was not looking forward to it. The away mission itself, (whatever it was) worried him less than knowing he was trapped in a shuttle with Ensign Bob rather than simply beaming down…

-Harry

Bucky plucked the cigar from his mouth and gave Harry a powerful slap on the back. “Why the long face Bruce? Chef’s whipping up a mountain of tucker for us, I’ll even slap a couple of snags on the barbie for us! Get yer rump on the party bus and grab a drink,” He said as he grabbed Harry’s bag and threw it on the shuttle.

Finally feeling like himself again, Ensign Bob whistled his way down towards the shuttlebay with a spring in his step. He didn’t often get to go on away missions so he was brimming with excitement. He skipped into the shuttlebay with a large bag on his shoulder and waved gleefully at Harry, running over to greet him. “Hi doc, I’m feeling great, thanks for fixing me up!” He squeaked.

Mother Hen

Aaron still wasn’t used to wearing red, but he wore it proudly as he arrived at the shuttlebay, standing by waiting.

Aaron Micheals, XO

Old Bucky looked the executive officer up and down a few times then shook his head. “You need to lighten up mate, you know we’re going to a party right?” he asked with a grin and gave Micheals a playful nudge on the shoulder. “Don’t worry mate, old Bucky’ll have you smiling in no time, hop aboard!” he said as he gestured towards the shuttle.

Michael had straightened his uniform as he approached Ensign Bob’s Australian counterpart and his shuttle. He tried not to think about the fact that this ‘Bucky’ was their pilot.

Boarding the craft, he couldn’t help but wonder what awaited them. Given that Bucky had been sent to pick them up for what he had thought was a formal occasion. Never a dull moment in Starfleet they said. This is not what I thought they meant.

-Lt(j.g.) Michael Jameson, CE

Bucky shook his head at Michael’s formal stance and then look at the rest of the officers on the shuttle. “You lot need to lighten up a bit!” he laughed as he waited for the remaining crew to join them.

OOC: We’ve got a couple more in this group but as Trin is LOA and Liam isn’t around at the moment we’ll crack on then they can join us on the planet later

IC: Bucky grinned as the remaining officers boarded the shuttle and he stepped on board. “Right, that’s us full, the others will just have to wait for the next one.” he said as he slid into the pilot’s seat as the door closed and he started the launch sequence. With the exception of Ensign Bob, they all looked positively miserable so he thought he should try and lighten the mood a bit. He did briefly contemplate releasing some laughing gas in the cabin but he thought that might have crossed the line so instead tapped a few buttons on his console. Moments later some old school Australian pop music was blaring over the speakers. Ensign Bob happily started to nod his head in time to the music as he took a beer out of the cooler. Bucky gave the young Ensign a high five, “Wooooo! Go for it mate! We’re gonna have a ripper of a time!” he exclaimed as they shot out of the shuttlebay and sped towards the planet.

Bucky tapped a few more buttons as he put in the preprogrammed route and set it to autopilot then swung his chair round to face the away team. “So how come you lot are so serious then? We’ve got some time before we arrive, how about a game mates?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

Mother Hen

“Let’s see…we get a random invitation to a party on a world, and they request we come down. I’m sorry, but to me I’m seeing nothing but mysterious circumstances.” Aaron said, standing to the rear of the shuttle. “So I’m not going to relax until I can return to the ship alive.”

Aaron Michaels, XO

James smiled at the young man’s enthusiasm and at the first officer’s suspicions “Don’t worry lad, mysterious circumstances are in the job description” He said as he opened a drink that he himself had brought with him “Those are the best kinds of party invitations. If experience has taught me anything it’s that an open mind makes anything and everything much more fun”

CSO

Everyone was where they needed to be and things were going as planned. The shuttle had arrived in time and the shuttle was prepped and en route. The noise of enjoyment filled the shuttle cabin and all of the Constellation’s crew were ready for some rest and relaxation.

A few moments later a masculine human voice began to burst out of the shuttle’s speakers. It was Chris the Constellations Captain. =^= Constellation to away team one this is your captain with a few words of wisdom. I only have a few rules that I want you to abide by when you are participating in this mission and they are as follows. Rule 1 have fun. Rule 2 set a good example for not only yourself and the Constellation but for the United Federation of Planets as well. Rule 3 look after each over. That is all Away team have fun and I look forward to seeing you all upon your return. Captain out =^=

Johnson, CO

James smiled at the XO and gave the pilot a friendly wink “Have fun, Captains orders” He exclaimed joyfully to the shuttle crew “and if fun is not to be had no worries I have remedies against that” He said patting the bag he was carrying as one would a beloved pet.

CSO

Cross stood by in the shuttlebay as the first team boarded. He knew he would be boarding with the Captain when the shuttle came back, which suited him fine. He was content to be with the Captain to provide security for him. It was his duty after all.

Cross COS

Bucky chuckled as they headed on the predetermined course to the planet and pulled out a deck of cards. Checking the autopilot was working correctly he rummaged around in his glove box and plucked a set of worn poker chips out and plonked them on the console.

“Right then mates, who’s up for a bit of Texas holdem?” he grinned as he shuffled the cards.

Mother Hen

Michael couldn’t help but smile. When in Rome… He tapped the table the way card players do. A subtextual ‘deal me in.’

-Lt(j.g.) Michael Jameson, CE

James joined the officers “So what are the stakes? Steaks?” The scientist asked sipping his frothy cold beer. He halfmindedly fondled his bag with his empty hand as he lowered it to his side.

CSO

Aaron shrugged, “hopefully edible.” He said, gesturing to be dealt in to the card game. “Who’s prepared to lose?”

Aaron Michaels, XO

“Who has anything to loose?” Harry asked

-Harry

“Yer still wearing pants aint ye?” James said with a sardonic smile “Come on doctor, take a seat”

CSO


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