Star Trek: Ascendant - Shakedown Cruise IC

[knightemplar]

"Morrow to Williamson", Karen says as she taps on her communicator. "Can you give me the status of launcher 17.6 from the Magazine?"

"I read it active, sir. I read the security report as it being down earlier, but it was online when I came on duty. I thought it had already been fixed.", comes through the communicator.

"Thank you crewman.", she says as she taps her communicator again.

"With your permission, sirs. I would like to request the help of "10" and "11" to help me with checking the systems in the magazine. ", she says.
"I will need Lt. Commander Hale to authorize their access into the magazine, since they are still Academy cadets."

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As Dr. Crescent sits down at the desk in his office, looking at all the paperwork that had already accumulated. The bell of his office door rings meaning someone is waiting for him outside the office.

 

[Blackrat]

I didn't remember how much work this was... Raphael thinks to himself and orders a cup of tea from the replicator. At that moment someone rings the bell.

Hmm. Oh, come in. He says out loud.

 

[Rhun]

"Authorization approved, Lieutenant." says Hale with a nod. "I'll make the necessary updates in the logs."

 

[knightemplar]

The door slides open to reveal Lt. D'Vassa and a small dark haired human behind her in a red uniform.

"Dr. Crescent, This is Crewman L'thass. I sent most of the senior staff her file earlier.", the Lt. says as she motions for the crewman to sit.

Taking a quick look in Raphael's PADD, he does see the file in it, but denotes that it is marked as classified.

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"Lt. Martinez, make sure all inertial dampners are set to maximum. Mr. Benson bring us up to three quarters impulse on a heading of 345 by 245 mark 4." The Commodore says, as she leans back in her seat. "If we can not do a weapons test, lets at least see how she handles."

As Benson looks down at the navigational side of his console, he notes it is moving away from the asteroid belt and Jupiter itself.

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As Lt. Commander Winters and Lt. Commander Hale escort Lt. Morrow up to the next deck and to the magazine. They note that going down the corridor to the magazine, there are small obstructions half way down for the two security guards holding phaser rifles to take cover behind.

As the group approaches, both come to attention in the precense of the superior officers. On the wall by the door, there is a hand scanner, eye scanner and a vocal recognition unit.

Karen steps up to the door frame with a feeling that she has done this many times before. She puts her hand on the hand scanner and her face against the eye scanner.

"Lt. Karen Morrow service number 943210245.", as she comes away from the scanner, the duranium 10 inch thick door slides open. Behind the door, a large computer console is set up about 6 feet in front of the door, and behind it is racks and racks of torpedos.

 

[HolyMan]

"345 by 245 mark 4 at three qurtes impulse, aye Commodore." Benson states tapping in the order.

Strange, he thinks not a standard route.

 

[Blackrat]

Raphael taps his PADD a few times and frowns. Yes, I see you did. A sly smile creeps across his face. And I see it's tagged classified. Now that's very curious. What would warrant that with a crewman? Well, I'll take a look at the file later, you can paraphrase the important now. Tell me, what can I do for you?

 

[ethandrew]

"Impressive, isn't it, Commander?" Winters smiles as he witnesses the awesomeness of the site.

 

[knightemplar]

"Mr. Benson, Hard About."


OOC: This is a Shipboard Systems (Flight Ops) roll with a target number of 7.

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"Of course, L'thass if you don't mind.", says Lt. D'Vassa.

L'thass form shimmers and grows, until Dr. Crescent is thinking that he is looking into a mirror.

"Pleased to meet you Dr. Crescent.", L'thass says but with Dr. Crescent's voice. He extends a hand over the desk to shake Dr. Crescent's hand.

"She is an Alasamorph, Dr. Crescent. That is why her file is marked as classified, and I would rather have you take her initial scans away from the sickbay, so it won't get out."

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Lt. Morrow goes over to the tactical computer in the photon torpedo magazine. Crewman Williamson is currently running a diagnostic on the master console.

"I am showing everything fine, sirs", the crewman says.

"Shut the console down, Williamson. It looks like we are going to take it apart.". Morrow says as she looks back towards Winters and Hale for permission.

 

[Blackrat]

Ah... Raphael, who had thought he had seen nearly everything exclaimed with his eyes wide as he absentmindedly shakes "his own" hand. Now that was quite a paraphrase. I have heard of your species but never thought I'd meet one. Well, I understand your predicament Lt. He looks curiously back at the crewman. Do you have references as to your species' normal medical parameters? If not, we will have to make an appointment for tomorrow so I have time to search those. I believe a colleque of mine recorded such a few years ago. We'll do it here, to have privacy.

 

[HolyMan]

"Hard About, aye!" Benson says instantly tapping in the degrees and running his fingers up the console as if they were turning the ship and not the external dampeners.

[sblock=OOC] Ok Shipboard Systems I have a 3 and my Flight Ops is 5 so I rolled five dice and take the best one or roll three dice and add five. Man maybe you should do the rolling LOL. Here's five rolls you can ignore the last two if you need to. I think I got a 10 but still not sure. [/sblock]