Star Trek: Ascendant - Shakedown Cruise IC

[knightemplar]

This is a In Character thread for a Star Trek game using Last Unicorn Games' ICON rules.


HolyMan - Ensign Benson Chief Flight Officer
Rhun - Lt. Commander Jonas Hale Chief Tactical/Security Officer
Ethandrew - Lt. Commander Steven Winters Chief Engineering Officer
Blackrat - Lt. Raphael Crescent, MD Chief Medical Officer

​

Background Thread
http://www.enworld.org/forum/plots-places/264557-star-trek-ascendant.html

OOC Thread
http://www.enworld.org/forum/talking-talk/265573-star-trek-ascendant-ooc.html

 

[knightemplar]

Ready Room - USS Ascendant 1300 hours

As she exited off the turbolift onto the empty bridge, Elizabeth thought to herself, it will not be empty much longer. Making her way, to the ready room, she looked at her PADD once more to make sure she could answer any questions the Commodore would ask her.

Touching the bell on the left side of the ready room, she could hear the faint ring inside the ready room, followed by a female voice saying "Come". The door slid open in front of her. Behind the antique desk, she saw the middle aged woman, with grey slowly tinting her raven black hair. The woman's eyes were like mirrors, filled with hapiness and sorrow of her long career with Starfleet.

As she paused for a minute, the Commodore motioned her forward with her left hand, as she handed a PADD to a male tellarite in the room. The tellarite, scarred from the Battle of Wolf 359, would be confined to a floating hoverchair for probably the rest of his life.

Though she had talked with Commodore Rardon many times before, she still felt a slight sense of awe, as she moved into the room.

"Commander Shelby, do you have the latest report from the engineers?", the dark haired woman asked.

"Yes, ma'am. It looks like the Ascendant will be ready to launch in two weeks, though Lt. Winters has currently taken all the transporters offline.", Elizabeth said as she handed the PADD with the lastest engineer reports over to the Commodore."He is certain that he found a problem with the secondary buffer systems. He is estimating that they will back online in 36 hours after his repairs and then running a Level 1 diagnostic routine just to be safe."

The Commodore turned slightly towards the tellarite, "Dar, inform Planitia Station that our transporters are offline, all personnel transfers within the next 36 hours will have to be by shuttlecraft."

"Yes, ma'am",with a slight rasping to his voice, Dar responded, "We are expecting another group of transfers in today at 1800 hours. I believe some of them will be the officers that you selected as your senior staff, Kris."

"Meet them please, Dar. Have them get settled in, then I will meet with them.", slowly the Commodore turned back to Commander Shelby. "Do you have the updated time table for Fleet Admiral Kiel's arrival, Commander?"

"The Hood will arrive with Fleet Admiral Kiel the day before the launching ceremony as previously planned, Commodore." Elizabeth slowly turned back to the tellarite. "I hear you have been cleared by Starfleet Medical, Commander Cherok, congratulations and welcome back."

"Thank you, Commander Shelby, and congratulations to you for the being assigned as the Executive Officer of the Excalibur.", Dar said, as his chair slowly turned towards her.

"I was very hesitant to take the position.", she said."I have come to like working here for the ASDB. They have given me the opportunity to work on some of the greatest challenges of my career."

"I am sure you will do well, Elizabeth.", Kris said as she reviewed the engineers reports."I have enjoyed working with you, though we have not always agreed on certain matters. Between you and I though, keep your head low around Admiral Jellico. He is certain that he is the only thing important in this universe, and acts accordingly. I am glad Admiral Kiel transferred me out from under his command. If not, I was probably going to stuff his regulations down his throat with my fist."

"I will convey to him your best wishes, Commodore.". Elizabeth said sarcastically."Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"No thanks, you have done more than enough, Elizabeth. I hope you find what your looking for on the Excalibur though", the Commodore said, turning back to the pile of PADDs on her desk."Dismissed Commander, and good luck! Hope to see you again out there!"

Commander Shelby roused her body to attention, then smartly saluted the Commodore. The Commodore stood up from her chair and saluted back. Elizabeth turned on her heel and walked out of the ready room. The Commodore sat back down to her chair, and then thoughtfully looked at the door, Elizabeth had just went through.

"Dar, are we getting too old to be doing this?"

"No Kris, they are just getting younger.", he said then a rasping chuckle escaped his lips.

 

[knightemplar]

Planitia Station 1740 hours

After gathering at Planitia station on Mars, you are escorted to a a Mark 7 shuttlecraft, bearing the name of the U.S.S. Ascendant on its side with the name of the shuttlecraft being Forrestal. The atmosphere still seems too light as you carry your luggage, panting up the back ramp of the shuttlecraft. Looking beyond the starport, you can still see the dark reddish dunes of this desolate planet. You have enjoyed the last couple of days of leave before you had to report to your new station.

There are quite a few other people here with you, and one gorgeous looking female with green skin and raven colored hair in a very revealing civilain outfit. She is not looking happy, as she complains, "Why do we have to take a shuttle? Why couldn't the ship just transport us up at the starport?"



GM note: Blackrat, Rhun, Holyman, and Garyh. Your characters will start here on the shuttle up to the Ascendant. Ethandrew is currently aboard the ship, taking the transporter systems apart.

 

[Blackrat]

A middle-aged man, wearing the science blue sat in the shuttle, nose buried to a PADD. A row of tiny bone spikes ran up from his nose to hairline, giving him somewhat agressive visage. After a while he seems to notice something interesting in his PADD and raises his head to take a look around the shuttle. Noticing a familiar face among those getting aboard, a smile lights up his face. "Hale, what a surprice! I just noticed your name in the roster. It's been what, nearly three years? Nice to see a familiar face on the crew."

Dr. Crescent turns to regard the grumpy orion. "Ah, and it would be much more comfortable to be dissolved into subatomic particles and assembled again, yes?"

 

[HolyMan]

"Hrmph!" a grey haired human scoffs folding his arms highlighting is rounded stomach. His uniform seems tight around the waste line and it seems out of place with the newer duty uniforms (with their gray shoulder areas) worn by the others.

"Best to take a shuttle and have me at it's controls, than sitting back here all jammed like sardines," he grumbles. He goes back to grumbling but this time noone can make out his triad.

 

[garyh]

"I for one have every faith in transporters," an Andorian in a uniform with blue trim matching his skin says. "They've always reassembled me where and when I've wanted them to so far. Can't say the same thing for shuttles..."

"I'm Lt. Kevas, Chief Science Officer," he adds as an afterthough.

 

[HolyMan]

The old human grunts again, "Hrmph!" he unfolds his arms and puts a hand to his collar with it's single pip. "Ensign Benson and I'll be flying you unless you want to use the transporters to take you across the galaxy."

[sblock=ooc] Boy is Benson grouchy today I better not post anymore. [/sblock]

 

[Blackrat]

Ah, delighted to meet you lieutenant and ensing. I am Dr. Crescent, your new doctor. You may call me Raphael or simply doc. The man smiles and pokes his PADD a few times. You've both had your physicals recently, right? Good, good... And then he seems lost in his thoughts already.

 

[ethandrew]

The panels from the walls were lined with a heat and fire-absorbent polymer mesh that were designed to prevent massive explosions from wracking the ship and its crew during battle. It was deemed a necessary precaution. However it made the removal of these panels to be quite tricky, the release mechanism sometimes catching on a hitch. This was deemed acceptable, especially considering the Ascendant's predominantly automated systems.

Lieutenant Winters, never the most physically fit, was an adequate climber and so his grip was always one of the best, and so it was with ease that he removed this particular wall panel. Greeted by a labyrinthine smorgasbord of blinking lights and a convolution of cards and slots and wires and various doo-dads, the mid-thirties man aims his tricorder amongst the masses to the exact location required.

"Chief Nakamura, I'm detecting an energy variance in the transfer conduit relays of 0.06," he turns from his squat position and looks at the officer. "Adjust the gamma-energy destabilization matrix by a factor of 3 and 7 and let's see if that does the trick."

He runs a hand over his forehead, which has seemingly grown slightly larger over the past few years as his darker brown hair has slowly receded along the temples. Excitement coursed through his veins as it had these past few months once the discovery of his appointment came across his desk. It had been a few years since Lieutenant Winters had served on a starship, his first and only posting having been the Excelsior Class Roosevelt. Fortunately for him, he had been reassigned to the Utopia Planitia Staryards a few months prior to the battle of Wolf 359 that had destroyed the ship.

Turning back to the panel, Lieutenant Winters continued to gather readings and plan in his head the next step in this long, arduous process to bring the teleporters up to his acceptable level of performance.

 

[knightemplar]

"It is way too hot here and I am out of breath. I just wish we were on the ship now.", pulling her hair back, she reaches into her pocket and pulls back a rather large PADD and the sounds of the news fills the air around you.

"The riots on Theta Takare have gotten worse overnight, John. The Federation Embassy has asked all citizens of the Federation to leave Theta Takare until the armies of King T'zchuan are able to control the capital city. Federation Ambassador T'sav had this to say. "

"It is only logical for the rioters to lay down their weapons, before the army is forced to use extreme measures to quell the fighting in the streets. The Federation offers it services to mediate between the King T'zchuan and the Army of Freedom."

"Honestly John, as I look down on the streets in front of the Federation Embassy, there are over a hundred protesters just here with signs such as 'Go Home' and 'We Don't Want You Here'. We will keep covering this story and let you know if anything changes. This has been Victoria Bash, Federation News Channel."

"Thank you, Victoria, we will cover this situation as it progresses. In other news, two more supply ships has disappeared in Sector Sigma Alpha 421, a few parsecs away from the borders of the Gorn Empire boundaries. Top Starfleet officials are worried that the Gorn after a hundred years of peace, have decided that they need to expand. Rumors are that an diplomatic mission has arrived on Cetus III, heading towards Gorn space in an effort to meet with Queen Ssserenra."

With a touch of her finger, the PADD grows silent again, as she puts it back in her pocket. She reaches down to lift her bags onto her shoulder again, as the ramp door for the shuttle slowly opens.

As the door slowly opens, in the shuttle you see a large humanoid with soft golden colored fur. She slowly adjusts her uniform with the red tinges at the collar line.

"Bry'nn, I am. Here to the ship sir, take you.", she says as she comes down the ramp to help with your bags. "Commander in Shuttle Bay, waits for us. What can with I help?"





"I have adjusted it, sir. It still seems to be off by .04. Is it possible that the energy matrix converter has some how become damaged when it was installed?", the Chief says as he rechecks his own tricorders for the readings.