Star Trek: Ascendant - Shakedown Cruise IC

[knightemplar]

As the hours approach 2300, Hale drops D'Vassa off after a nice dinner and talk afterwards.

"Don't forget about our workout session at 0600." She tells Jonas as she gives him a peck on the cheek.

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Time has flown for Steven, helping Lt. Singh with the modifications. Lt. Singh has gone down to engineering to check one of the settings.

Steven cramped into the wall junction, has sweat rolling into his eyes, from all of his muscles cramping from the ackward position his body is in. Squirming a little bit, he relives the cramp on his right side.

A female voice comes from the room, "Lt. Commander Winters, you asked to be notified at 2300 hours."

Squirming around a little more, he catches the sight of Carsi standing outside of the wall.

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Rubbing the weariness out of his eyes, Dr. Crescent puts down the PADD with the medical and physilogical information on the Gorn. He looks back at the antique clock on the wall of his office and notes the time as 2300 hours.

 

[Rhun]

"I won't," Hale responds, before leaving D'Vassa and heading back to his own cabin. "Long, long day he mutters to himself," as he enters. The Lieutenant Commander takes a few minutes to update his log on the days events, and updates his calendar with the additional tasks he needs to perform tomorrow. As he finally heads off to bed, he only hopes that it will be a quiet night, and that he can get in some good sleep.

 

[ethandrew]

Lieutenant Commander Winters jumped a little at the voice, a painful experience due to the cramped and tight quarters he currently found himself in, realization cluing in rather quickly that it was Carsi who spoke and what exactly she had said, "Oh, thank you, Carsi. I uhh, I'll finish this up then retire to my quarters. Remind me if an hour passes by and I'm not done, could you?"

The work needed to be done, and Winters wasn't one wont to leave work left undone, as he is well aware sleep would be difficult to come by.

 

[knightemplar]

As the 05:30 alarm rings, Jonas quickly changes into a set of sweats.

At 6:00, D'vassa rings the bell for Jonas' room. They slowly walk towards the holodeck as she descibes what the exercise for this morning will be. D'Vassa goes over the base intelligence methods and training for shadowing a person as she was taught in the Special Training Program at the Academy.


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The alarm for 0600 rings, slowly awakening Steven. Moaning, as he wakes up with all sorts of muscle pain from the different positions he was in last night working on the sensor upgrades.


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The alarm for 0600 rings, slowly awakening Rapheal from a wierd dream. Last night, he had a bad night from dreams of a shape shifter chasing him through the corridors of the ship.

 

[Blackrat]

Ngh... Must be all that reading on those Alasamorphs... Raphael thinks to himself as he wakes after the less than well spent night. He takes a tea from the replicator, heads for a morning jog. Passing Hale and D'vassa he greets them with a short G'morning, and by then he is already past the corner. After the jog he takes a shower and quick breakfast.

By the time he is finished it's nearing 0800 and Raphael heads to his office to see L'Thass. Once there he orders another of his special tea blends that he had programmed to the office replicator.

 

[Rhun]

Jonas listens intently to D'Vassa's instructions, eager to learn anything that could make him better at his job. He goes about the training professionally, trying his best to learn the STP techniques for shadowing someone. It wouldn't likely be of much use on a starship, but Jonas knew enough about Starfleet to know that postings were subject to change with little notice.

 

[knightemplar]

Dripping in sweat, Lt. Commander Hale exits out of the holodeck with Lt. D'Vassa. Who knew that shadowing a target within the city was so much work.

"Let's go get something to eat." she states to him, as she heads towards the Mess Hall.

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Dr. Crescent is reviewing the medical and scientific data on the Alasamorph again, when the door bell rings. As the door opens, L'Thass walks into the small medical office.

"Good Morning, Doctor Crescent. I am here as requested.", the brunette female said.

 

[Rhun]

"Sounds great," says Hale, walking with D'Vassa to the mess. "I hadn't realized how much effort was involved in shadowing techniques." He continues to make small talk with the Lieutenant en route, and throughout breakfast.

 

[Blackrat]

Ah yes, right on time. Well then, why don't you assume your natural form so we can begin. Raphael says matter of factly as he pics up the tricorder from the table and starts improvising the standard checkup on completely unfamiliar anatomy...

 

[knightemplar]

As, Lt Commander Hale finishes his shower and gets his duty uniform on, he looks back on the good breakfast that he shared with D'Vassa. He also remembers asking if she would be free for dinner, but she declined by saying that she had a meeting with Admiral Sa'avik before they arrived at Starbase 39-Sierra.

Quickly checking his shipboard mail, he has correspondence from the different Senior Officers about duy schedules. He also finds a email from Lt. Srosski about running emergency drills before they go into a hostile situation.

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As Lt. Commander Winters comes into Main Engineering, he is suprised to see Lt. Grenadine on duty a shift earlier than she was supposed to be.

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Dr. Crescent putting Crewman L'thass through her paces, discovers that she can only shapeshift into creature shapes as small as a mouse or as tall as a tall white gorilla shaped creature with a huge horn on the top of his head.

On a hunch, Rapheal shows her a picture of a larger and less well-known monster. After a few seconds of studying the picture, L'thass is easily able to take its shape.

After having her try to take the shape of inanimate objects, she winds up unable to take the form and very exhausted. Looking at the tricorder as she takes the form, Rapheal thinks that she might not be physically able to masquerade as a physical inanimate object.