COMPILE_TERMINAL_VIEW
USS Illuminar
The Uncaring Stars 2020-12-01
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MISSION LOG: THE UNCARING STARS
STARDATE RANGE: 2445.10.01 - 2445.10.40
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
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DAY 1
- ILLUMINARRPG: (1-0705)- Gatherer- El'Iana
(Kal'Shar- District 3 Peliar- Home Weir extended garden- Gatherer- El'Iana-
0705)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (1-0900)- Kar'wi of the Keeper Caste
(Kal'Shar- Hall of the Keepers- The Place of Decision- Kar'wi of the Keeper
Caste - 0900)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (1-1110)- Gatherer- El'Iana
(Kal'Shar- District 3 Peliar- Home Weir Grain Field- Gatherer- El'Iana-
1110)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (1-1830)- Gatherer- El'Iana
(Kal'Shar- District 3 Peliar- Home Weir Grain Field- Gatherer- El'Iana-
1830)
DAY 5
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-0905)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Planetary Development Lab - CO, Captain Sekal -
0905)
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0914) Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1130) Engineering Officer Ens. jg. Tycho Alantar
(Reply senior officer re: transfer orders, any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1135, 1145)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, phaser maintenance subsystems- CO, Captain Sekal -
11:35)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Transporter Room 1- CO, Captain Sekal - 11:45)
[New crewman assignment: Tycho Alantar, Ensign junior grade, engineering
officer. Reporting in scheduled for Stardate: 2445.10.02.]
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 1146) Engineer Ens jg Tycho Alantar
(Mars Base - Medical centre hallway - Engineer Ens jg Tycho Alantar - 11:46)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 17.52 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
(Mars Base - Arboretum Garden? ? ACOUNS ACMO? ?LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 17.52)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1756) COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna
Williams-Verin- 1756)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1756) COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin- 1756)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1812)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons and Priest of the goddess Dr. Riven Mias
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons and Priest of the
goddess Dr. Riven Mias- 1812)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.15 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
(Mars Base - Arboretum Garden? ?ACOUNS? ACMO? ?LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 18.15)
- ILLUMINARRPG: COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons - 1816)
- ILLUMINARRPG: COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons -? 1816)
- ILLUMINARRPG: LLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.20 Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
(Mars Base - Arboretum Garden Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee- 18.20)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5- 1821, 1845)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 1821)
(Reply: Alaya, Any)
(Mars Base- Arboretum Dome- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 1845)
(Reply: Take it away Edward, any there)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5- 1821, 1845)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-? 1821)
(Reply: Alaya, Any)
(Mars Base- Arboretum Dome- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-? 1845)
(Reply: Take it away Edward, any there)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.47 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - ACOUNS ACMO? LT LG? ? Ariel Trei - 18.47)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1849)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 18.49)
(Reply: Selection 2 please Edward, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1849)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 18.49)
(Reply: Selection 2 please Edward, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1849)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 18.49)
(Reply: Selection 2 please Edward, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1850) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
( Mars Base- Arboretum Dome -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 18:50)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.55 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - ACOUNS ACMO? LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 18.55)
DAY 6
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0800) - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply ? anyone on the bridge, FYW)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0842) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge ? 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0842)
(Reply Dieter, any on Bridge)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0845) aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 0845)
(Reply any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -0845) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0849) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge ? 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0849)
(Reply McTaggard, Dieter, SPOTS)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0850) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 0850)
(Reply ? anyone in security, IYW)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 ,08:51 - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ? Security - Ens. Penny McTaggard - 08:51)
( Reply , None )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0855) - Engineer Ens jg Tycho Alantar
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - Officer's office corridor - Engineer Ens jg Tycho
Alantar)
(Reply Williams-Verin)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0855) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply McTaggard, Carson)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0858) FO Cmdr Sienna Williams-Verin
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - FO's Office - FO Cmdr Sienna Williams-Verin -
0858)
(Reply alantar, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0859)
(Reply WV, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -0900 Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ACS Office ?Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 0900)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0902) FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - FO's Office - FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin-
0902)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0903) -
(WV, assuming a dismissal)
(Reply WV, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (6-0905)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Planetary Development Lab - CO, Captain Sekal -
0905)
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Illuminarrpg: (Day 5-1200) T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Bridge- SO, Ensign T'Mur - 0915)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0915) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14. ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 0915)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-0916)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - CO, Captain Sekal- 0916)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0918) 2O, Cmdr. Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0918)
(Reply T?Mur, with room for more if wanted)
(Reply T?Mur, any on Bridge, McTaggard, Gregory)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0920) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 0920)
(reply Peters, IYW, I?m fishing here)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0920) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 0920)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0921) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0922) 2O Cmdr. Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge - 2O, Commander Carson Peters ? 0922)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0923) SO Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Main Bridge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 0923)
(reply Peters, IYW)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0934) Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar
(Reply Vex, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0941) aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(Reply Transitor, Alantar IYW)
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
(Reply either, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0944) Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering ? Engineering Officer, Ensign (jg)
(Reply Transitor, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1000) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar, Sickbay - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1000)
(reply Solice, or anyone in Sickbay)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1005) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1005)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1006) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar, Sickbay - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1006)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1020) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1020)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1021) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar, Sickbay - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1021)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1045) Pilot Ensign (sg) Vic 'Raid' Montero
(USS Illuminar- Deck 10, Shuttlebay ? Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero -
1045)
(Reply none, unless we have new pilots)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1120) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 ? Primary Computer Core ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1121) EngO Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - Engineering Officer, Ens (jg)
(Reply Matrix, Transitor)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1121,1126) EO, Ensign Matrix
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - Engineering Officer, Ensign Scott Matrix - 1121)
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - Engineering Officer, Ensign Scott Matrix - 1126)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1130) aCEO Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(Reply Luma, Dieter, Transitor, Alanatar)
(Posted by Jono Bradley - Vex'ahlia Jordaan)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1132) SPC Luma'lenai
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - SPC Luma'lenai - 1132)
(Reply engineering, dieter)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1132) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
(Reply Jordaan, Luma, others)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1144) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply Jordaan, others)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1150) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core CMO Lt. Quinna Solice - 1150)
(Reply Gregory, Jordaan, any)
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory others)
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1150) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core CMO Lt. Quinna Solice? - 1150)
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory others)
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1150) aCEO, Lt Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 , 1154) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
(reply Alantar, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -1155) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers???1155)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (06 - 1157) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 5-Primary Computer Core ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
(Reply Jordaan, Transitor, Alantar)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 , 1158) Engineering Ensign (jg) Tycho Alantar
(Reply any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 , 1158) Engineering Ensign (jg) Tycho Alantar REPOST
(Reply any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 1200)Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 5 Holosuite ?Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1200)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1200) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1200)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1201) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
(reply SPOTS, Alantar, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1205) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1205)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1205) Prototype robot SPOTS
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1206) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply, someone in room 201)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1208) Engineer Ens (jg) Alantar
(reply SPOTS, Transitor)
(reply SPOTS, Transitor)
(reply any/all present, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1211) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
(reply SPOTS, Alantar, Any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (06 - 1215) Prototype Robot SPOTS
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 Science Lab - SPOTS - 1215)
(Reply Alantar, Transitor)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1220) Fiery Redhead in 201
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 -- the Fiery redhead in 201 -- 1220)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1222) Jealous Partner, "JERRY"
(Winter Wonderland, Outside Room 201 - Jealous Partner "Jerry" - 1222)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1225)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5 -- Holodeck 1- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-- 1225)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1228) COUNS Alaya Hammons
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5 -- Holodeck 1- COUNS Alaya Hammons- 1228)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1235) The Door man
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 -- the Door Man -- 1235)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1237) -- Redhead Cassandra
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 -- Redhead Cassandra -- 1235)
(Reply Jessie, Gregory)
(Reply Jessie, Gregory)
(Reply Jessie, and Gregory)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1238, 1309)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons -- 1238)
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons -- 1309)
(Reply: Jerry, Jessie, whatever :)
(Reply: Jerry, Jessie, whatever :)
(Reply: Jerry, Jessie, Alaya, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1243) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1243)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -1245) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar, ?Deck 5 - Gym ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 1245)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1245) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply Jesse, Cassandra)
(Reply Jesse, Cassandra)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6- 1245, 1300) Pilot Vic 'Raid' Montero
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 10, Shuttlebay ? Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero ?
1245)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1246) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1246)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1246) Jerry "Jessie" Jealous ex-Partner
(Reply any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1250) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 1250)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1251) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1251)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1300) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: =?utf-8?b?KDYsIDEzMDcpIEplcnJ5IOKAnEplc3NpZeKAnSBK?= =?utf-8?q?ealous_ex-partner?=
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1310) COUNS Alaya Hammons
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- COUNS Alaya
Hammons -- 1310)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1312) Jerry "Jessie"
(USS Illuminar - Deck 5, Holodeck 1, Winter Wonderland- Jerry "Jessie" -
1312)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1315) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
(USS Illuminar -- Holodeck -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1315)
(Reply Hammons and Hammons, Or everyone else)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1318)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons -- 1318)
(Reply: Alaya, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1320) ACSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl
(reply Hammons, Alaya, Gregory, Luma, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1330)n Cassandra
(USS Illuminar -- Holodeck -- Deck 5 -- Cassandra -- 1330)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (06-1345) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1450) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1450)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1500) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1500)
- ILLUMINARRPG: FW: (6, 1500) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1500)
- ILLUMINARRPG: FW: (6, 1500) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1500)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1500)- CO- Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar - Deck 14 -Main Engineering- CO- Captain Sekal - 1500)
(Reply: Any, room for more)
(Reply: Any, room for more)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (6-1500)- CO- Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar - Deck 14 -Main Engineering- CO- Captain Sekal - 1500)
(Reply: Any, room for more)
(Reply: Any, room for more)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (16, 1502) 2O, Commander Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" - 2O,
Commander Carson Peters - 1502)
(Reply anyone that wants to comment - with room for more)
(Reply anyone who wants to sit next to the Commander - with room for more)
(Reply Hammons, any)
(Reply all security. Thats - Ensigns Lee, T'Mur, Talence & McTaggard as
well as, Petty Officers Hammons & Devers and ANYONE that feels like taking
on a Security/Tactical NPC for the meeting or beyond)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1502) Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(Posted by Jono Bradley - Vex'ahlia Jordaan)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1503) Engineer Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar
(Reply Luma, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1505) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge? - Security PO3 Hercules
Devers - 1505)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1506) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar, ?Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" ?
Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 1502)
(Reply Lee, Carson)
(Reply Lee, Carson)
(Reply Lee, Carson)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1510) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1510)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1510) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1520)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1515) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers -
1515)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1520)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" ? SecO- PO1
Steven Hammons - 1520)
(Reply Lee, Carson)
(Reply: Lee, Carson)
(Reply: Lee, Carson)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1530 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" ? Assistant Chief of Security - 1530)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1530) - Engineer - Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1540) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1540)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1545 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee? 1545)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1546) SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1546)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn; 6@2042
(Nimbus III ? Catcall Lounge ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn - 2042)
DAY 7
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7 0600) - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar -- Gym -- Deck 5 ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung ? 0600)
(reply anyone
Finally, it was Keung who stopped the exercises. "That's it everyone. You've done very well for the first session. Your performances will be evaluated by myself and the instructors. then we will send out your feedback. Now hit the showers. Dismissed" .
(reply anyone)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7 - 0605) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar -- Gym -- Deck 5 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers ? 0605)
(Reply Lee, IYW, other security)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 0954) 2O, Cmdr. Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0954)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 09:55 )- SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar - Personal Quarters - Sec - Ens Penny McTaggard - 09:55 )
( Reply , None )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (- 1000 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee ? 1000)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (1001 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. Security Briefing Room. SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1001)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1002)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. Security Briefing Room. SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons? 1002)
(Reply: T'Mur, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1003 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. Security Briefing Room. SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1003)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1008,1015)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(USS Illuminar- Deck 15- Torpedo Magazine- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons ? 1008)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 12- Main Deflector Control- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
? 1015)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1010) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 1010)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1010 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 15, Torpedo Magazine- SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1010)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 12- Main Deflector Control- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons ? 1015)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:11)- SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggard - 10:11)
( Reply , Carson)
( Reply , Carson )
( Reply , None )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1013) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 10:13)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:14) - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens.Penny McTaggard - 10:14 )
( Reply , Carson )
( Reply , Carson )
( Reply , Carson )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: FW: (- 1015 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee ? 1015)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1016) Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 10:16)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:17) SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggart - 10:17)
( Reply , Carson )
( Reply , Carson)
( Reply , Carson)
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1018) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 10:18)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1020)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
(USS Illuminar- Deck 12- Main Deflector Control- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons ?
1020)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1022 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 15, SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1022)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:27) SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggart - 10:27 )
( Reply , Carson )
( Reply , Carson)
( Reply , Carson)
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:35 ) - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar - Corridor outside - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggard - 10:35 )
(Reply , Carson )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1100, 1115)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1100)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1115)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (7-1100, 1115)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1100)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1115)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7 - 1100) Commander Jason Nesmith
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 ? Captain?s Ready Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith
- 1100)
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 ? Briefing Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith - 1202)
(Reply, none, unless you want to join the Opposing Force as an NPC.)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1135) 2O Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O's Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 11:35)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 11:36 ) - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
(USS Illuminar, 2O's Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggard- 11:36)
(Reply , Carson )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1137) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, 2O's Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 11:37)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7: 1300) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee, Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1300)
- ILLUMINARRPG: =?utf-8?q?Repost_=287-1300=29-_Assistant_Chief_of_?= =?utf-8?q?Security_Keung_Lee=2C_Security_Officer_Ensign_T=E2=80=99?= =?utf-8?q?Mur=2C_Security_Officer_Stephen_Hammons=2C_Security_Offi?= =?utf-8?q?cer_Hercules_Devers=2C_Trainer_Jalen_O=E2=80=99Riley?=
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security
Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1300)
(Posted by John Tsang (Keung Lee, O'Riley)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1345) Commodore Sherri Willet
(USS Hamilton, Captains Ready Room - Commodore Sherri Willet - 1345)
(Reply none, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1345) Commodore Sherri Willet
(USS Hamilton, Captains Ready Room - Commodore Sherri Willet - 1345)
(Reply none, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1345) Commodore Sherri Willet
(USS Hamilton, Captains Ready Room - Commodore Sherri Willet - 1345)
(Reply none, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1400)- Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14- Security office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee 1400)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1500) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer PO1 Stephen Hammons,
Security Officer PO3 Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1500)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1507) Captain Louise Winn
(USS Sisko -- Bridge -- Captain Louise Winn -- 1507)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1530) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Holodeck 2 - Assistant Chief of Security Keung
Lee, Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons,
Security Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1530)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1550) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security
Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1550)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1550) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security
Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley, PO3 Carol Lannis - 1615)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 2000) SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Holodeck 2 - SO, Ensign T'Mur- 2000)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (07-2200) Commander Jason Nesmith
- ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 2300) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar -- Gym -- Deck 5 ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee ? 2300)
DAY 8
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@0530, 0800
(P.V. Bohemian ? Cockpit ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0530)
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? COps Office ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0800)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0805) - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: Repost - (8 - 0805) -- ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@0807
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? COps Office ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0807)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0830)- Vice-Admiral Saleke
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Transporter Room 1- Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0830)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (8-0830)- Vice-Admiral Saleke
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Transporter Room 1- Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0830)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0840, 0845)- Vice-Admiral Saleke
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Bridge- Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0840)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Ready Room Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0845)
(Reply: Michaella iyw, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@0851
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Conference Room ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0851)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0857) ACSRD Ensign Stennin
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Briefing Room - ACSRD Ensign Stennin - 0857)
(Reply Mias, Sekal)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0900)- CO, Captain Sekal and Federation Ambassador Dr. Riven Mias
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- CO, Captain Sekal and Federation
Ambassador Dr. Riven Mias- 0900)
(Reply: Michaella, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0900)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0915)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (08 - 0900) Commander Jason Nesmith
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0901)- FSXO/Flight ops/Conn- Lieutenant (jg) Tempest Grey Wolf
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 0905) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters & aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- 2O, Commander Carson Peters &
aCEO, Lieutenant Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 0905)
(Reply Riven, any)
(Posted by Jono Bradley - Carson * Vex)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0910) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory and Pilot Ensign (sg) Vic 'Raid' Montero
(Reply Mias, others)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0913)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mias
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? Federation Ambassador- Dr.
Riven Mias- 0913)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0916)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mias
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven
Mias- 0916)
(Reply: T'Mur, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0917)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0917)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0926)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mia
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Briefing Room - Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven
Mias- 0926)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0926)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mia
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Briefing Room -? Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mias- 0926)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0930) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0931)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0931)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0931)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0931)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (08 -0933) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply T?Mur, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0935)- Federation Ambassador- Dr Riven Mias
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? Federation Ambassador- Dr
Riven Mias - 0935)
(Reply: Michaella, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0936)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0936)
(reply any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0936)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0936)
(reply any, none)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0945)- StarFleet R&D- Vice-Admiral Saleke
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? StarFleet R&D- Vice-Admiral
Saleke - 0945)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 0945) Betazoid Ambassador Dr. Michaella Kirien-Mias
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? Betazoid Ambassador Dr.
Michaella Kirien-Mias - 0941)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0950)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0950)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0953)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- CO, Captain Sekal- 0953)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0954)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0954)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0954)- SO T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0957)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0956)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- CO, Captain Sekal- 0956)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (08 - 1000) Sec PO3 Hercules Devers
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 5 ? Holodeck 1 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers -- 1000)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1000)- Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 ? ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1000)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1000)- Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 1034) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
(USS Illuminar, Personal Quarters - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 1034)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 1034) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 ? ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1040)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1037)- Vice-Admiral Saleke and Illuminar CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room? StarFleet R&D- Vice-Admiral Saleke
and Illuminar CO, Captain Sekal - 1037)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1330)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal - 1330)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@1333
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -1333)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1335)- CO- Captain Sekal
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? CO- Captain Sekal-1335)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@1337
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -1337)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1339)- CO- Captain Sekal
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? CO- Captain Sekal -1339)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1400)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal - 1400)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1400) - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply Tamblyn, IFW)
(Reply Tamblyn, anyone interested in NPC Operations)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (08 -1400) FCO Comander Montgomery Stewart
(USS Protector ? Flight Deck- Holo-Training Facility ? FCO Commander Montgomery Stewart ? 1400)
- ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@1407
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Briefing Room ? Ops Officer- ENS Charles Tamblyn -1407)
(Reply: Gregory, any iyw)
(Reply: Gregory, any iyw)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 1410) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
(Reply Tamblyn, anyone interested in Operations)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (08-1500) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: (08 - 1510, 1517) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 1512) aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(USS Illuminar, Corridor 5a ? aCEO, Lieutenant Vex'ahlia Jordaan ? 1512)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1919)- Federation Ambassador- Dr Riven Mias
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- Federation Ambassador- Dr Riven
Mias- 0919)
(12 exhaust ports 950 meters in diameter at key points on the asteroid's
surface to give omni-directional control emitting 120,000 pounds of thrust
per minute of radioactive emissions. Primarily composed of Plutonium 242
and Radon 222.
Scans of internal engine geometry inconclusive due to ionizing
interference.
Internal scans showed a heavily shielded engine core. Composition unknown.
Access to study the engines closely denied by the ruling technical caste.)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1920, 1925)- ACSO- Lt (jg) Jaton Alyl- Federation Ambassador at Large, Dr. Riven Mias and Michaella Kirien-Mias
DAY 9
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-0800)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room? CO, Captain Sekal - 0800)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (09-0800) Commander Jason Nesmith
- ILLUMINARRPG: (09-0803) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-0805)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room ? CO, Captain Sekal ? 0805)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 0807, 0810) COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory
(Reply Sekal, IYW)
(Reply Sekal, IFW, other bridge officers)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (09-0810) FCO Commander Montgomery Stewart
(USS Protector ? Deck 5- FSCO Office ? FCO Commander Montgomery Stewart ? 0810)
- ILLUMINARRPG: ()9 - 0815, 0825) Commander Jason Nesmith and Commander Montgomery Strwart
(USS Protector - Deck 1 - Bridge - Commander Jason Nesmith - 0815)
(USS Protector - Deck 1 - Captain?s Ready Room - Commander Jason
Nesmith? and Commander Montgomery Stewart - 0825)
(Posted by Al Muir - Commander Stewart
??????????????????Tim B - Commander Nesmith)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 1000, 1100) Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero
(Deck 5 ? Holodeck 2 - Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero - 1000)
(Deck 5 ? Sickbay - Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero - 1100)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 11.05 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (09-1107) Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero
(USS Illuminar - Sickbay - Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero - 1107)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 11.10 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
(USS Illuminar - Sickbay - ACOUNS ACMO? ?LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 11.10)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (09 - 1115) Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero
(USS Illuminar - Sickbay - Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero - 11.15)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1700)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1700)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1745)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1745)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9- 1830)- ACOps - Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory and Ferengi Fight Promoter Lar
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1910)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1910)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1930)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1930)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1950)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay - CO, Captain Sekal- 1950)
(Reply: Solice, any)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (9-2100)- SO, Ensign T'Mur
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Crewman?s Quarters - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 2100)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay- SO, Ensign T'Mur - 2115)
DAY 10
- ILLUMINARRPG: (10-0530)- CO, Captain Sekal
(USS Illuminar- Deck 3 - Personal Quarters - CO, Captain Sekal- 0530)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (10 - 0800) 2O Commander Carson Peters and COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory
(USS Illuminar ? Bridge/Operations ? COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory &
2O, Commander Carson Peters ? 0800)
(posted by Jono -- Commander Carson Peters
??????????????????Tim -- Lieutenant Dieter Gregory)
UNKNOWN DAY
- ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 1715 etc.) - ACO Lt(jg) Dieter Gregory, Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero and Sec PO3 Hercules Devers
(Mars Base, Officers Quarters ? 17:15 ? Pilot Vic ?Raid? Montero)
(Mars Base, NCO Quarters ? 17:20 ? PO3 Hercules Devers)
(Mars Base, Arboretum Gardens ? 17:38 ? Pilot Vic ?Raid? Montero)
(Mars Base, Arboretum Gardens ? 17:40 ? PO3 Hercules Devers)
(Reply none, anyone IYW)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1117 & 1119) aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
(Reply Dieter, SPOTS any)
(Reply Matrix, Transitor & Alantar)
- ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1142 & 1147) aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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ILLUMINARRPG: (1-0705)- Gatherer- El'Iana
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 18:55:15 -0600
NRPG: Setting up the next mission, a preview of what is to come. Please do
not post to this stardate. We will be adding to the narrative until the
mission begins. If you would like to play a Sharlayan NPC feel free once
the mission officially starts.
RPG:
Mission: "The Uncaring Stars"
Day 1
Stardate: 2445.10.14
(Kal'Shar- District 3 Peliar- Home Weir extended garden- Gatherer- El'Iana-
0705)
The Sharlayan gatherer lifted her face from the bushes as the sun made
itself visible over the horizon. Today as at other days past it was wan and
pale but its coming was still to be enjoyed. It was said by her ancestors
that it had not always been so having once been bright and strong. But over
time its strength was diminishing as were the crops that depended on it for
life.
And so the Sharlayans themselves were but a shadow of what they had once
been. Their numbers were slowly diminishing in her lifetime as the source
of food faded. The berry bushes she was searching for edibles had few ripe
fruit on it and she knew much of the rest would rot away over time. This
was true across the weirs. In time perhaps the sun and its life giving rays
would be quenched and so would her people vanish.
She picked the few ripened berries and moved on. Each day that they
survived was another day of hope realized, of existence that continued. But
how long could they support the population that remained on the available
food supply?
The rains remained steadfast even though their sun was failing but that was
not sufficient, the crops required life giving energy of which they were
not receiving enough.
She squatted upon her haunches at the next bush and her pale hands parted
the leaves as she looked inward with grey eyes. Her eyelids blinked in
reaction as a moth flew by her head. She shook her head and sadly watched
it flit away to another bush where it could find cover.
The Sharlayans were not completely ignorant. They knew that the sun which
traversed their sky was not a true sun. The caste of Keepers was tasked
with maintaning their home until it reached their destination. When the sun
had begun to fade the leaders of the weirs had gone to them with great
foreboding at what the future held.
At first the Keepers had been open and solicitous but over time had
withdrawn into seclusion. It was said they maintained their own gardens
apart from the weirs but how did those fare when the ones outside failed?
They must be suffering as well.
She found a cluster of ripe berries within as large as her fist and could
not help but eat a few due to the hunger that gnawed at her stomach. But a
few was all she allowed herself then licked the juice from her lips.
This was the only cluster she found on the bush. What were they finding who
had gone out to harvest grain? The fields were ripe but how much would they
yield? These questions they asked themselves season to season while
dreading the answer. There were more bushes to comb so she placed the rest
of the berries in her bucket and moved on. Her entire weir was doing their
duty, some harvesting, others caring for the weak. So much knowledge had
been lost over time. If her race had retained this knowledge how much
better off would they be?
They might never survive to reach the garden of delights to which they
traveled.
(Reply: None yet)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (1-0900)- Kar'wi of the Keeper Caste
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 23:01:39 -0600
NRPG: Kal'Shar is Sharlayan for "The ship". Sharlyan means "The ship
people".
RPG:
Mission: "The Uncaring Stars"
Day 1
Stardate: 2445.10.14
(Kal'Shar- Hall of the Keepers- The Place of Decision- Kar'wi of the Keeper
Caste - 0900)
Kar'wi nodded to his Father, the Head of the Keeper Caste as the lead
families gathered for the Weekly Briefing. No one was really sure after all
this time what a week was or why it was called a Briefing. So much had been
lost over time. Not just among the colonists, but among the Technical Corps
that made up the Foundational Blood of the Keepers. Eight sleeps made up
the week but why that number and not seven or ten, no one really knew.
Kar'wi knew he was here to learn by observing. Young Keepers had a formal
time they learned from members of their House before they entered into the
service of the holy Ship. He was destined to be the next Captain, when his
father's father died and father became Admiral. He was expected to take a
mate from one of the upper echelons of Ship service. His Mother was from
the Engineering Family and to preserve bloodline from the Taint he would
need to take a girl from Operations or Communications.
If. It was all a big If. The seven High Leaders knew the truth that even
the colonists were beginning to suspect. The drive that powered the ship
was failing. The conduits that took that power from the holy reactors to
the outflung weirs to provide food and oxygen were suffering from age. The
Admiral had consulted the Operations Manual but many of the terms were
unknown to them. The factories that once made the materials were dead. The
men who ran them died in the plague purge 176 years prior. The Medical
House had followed procedures and opened that section to the space that no
Sharlayan could breathe. In order to save the whole a few had been
sacrificed. The Manual had said so, and no bloodlines had been completely
lost, the Medical had kept detailed records. It was important in a limited
pool.
The head Navigator stood, "It is official. Due to our declining velocity
we are off course. Without the starboard thruster to correct, we will
continue off course." His words of doom spoken, the man sat down, staring
through his pale milky eyes at the others attending the briefing.
The Engineer nodded. That house was known for its recessive genes. Small
bodies, tiny hands, but large heads. Many had gem coloured eyes and hair.
He had brought his daughter with him, recently past the rite of maturity to
begin her apprenticeship. She slanted her ruby eyes towards Kar'wi in
flirtation. She knew better, though. She too would need to seek an
alliance elsewhere. "My daughter completed her first spacewalk with me
last sleep cycle. She did well, and we were able to jimmy the thruster into
operation but the repair will not hold. I was required to use a part that
had a rounded bracket large enough to fit the square fitting. We filled it
with hardening putty made from a resin one of the Weirs produces. It is
holding for now. It will not hold for more than five or seven corrections.
If only ? " The man sighed. "More importantly the rods that control the
temperature of our reactors are stuck. There is no way to remove or repair
them. The Ship is dying my friends."
"Is there nothing we can do?" The head of Medical asked. "We know from the
Weir Representative that the Colonists are dying from starvation. While our
food sources are closer to the reactor, they receive more power?" She asked
questioningly and the woman from Operations nodded.
"But not for long. I have been saying for many briefings that we must send
out a signal for help." In other briefings they had yelled and screamed,
the Admiral saying that the Ship would keep them as it always had.
The doors to the briefing room swung open as a little girl with yellow hair
and eyes ran in, chasing a rabbit like creature with three ears and four
eyes. It was a protein source as well as one of the few pets children of
the Keepers had. The little girl skidded to a halt, looking around with big
eyes as she stared out the observation window.
"Yei'ret come here." The man in charge of Communications spoke. He had lost
his Navigation mate in an ion storm, leaving him with his contracted two
children, both girls. The little girl skipped over and spoke something to
her father in one of the forgotten languages she was learning from the
library and it's head reference librarian.
The little girl was picked up and held close, mostly for her Father's
comfort. "If the Admiral and Captain agree?"
The Captain nodded. "If any of our children, let alone those of the
colonists are to survive...then we must do so. Medical, how many colonists
have we lost?"
As medical spoke the figures, including bloodlines that were now extinct,
Kar'wi found himself wondering if any of them would survive, and if he
would get the chance to father his two contractual children with his mate.
Or if even he would make it to his mating.
"And finally I suggest that Kar'wi take his mate from one of the colonial
bloodlines so that it doesn't completely expire. I can come up with
suitable candidates from closer weirs."
Kar'wi sighed, turning away to head back to his station once the briefing
was over. Looks like he would be taking his mate from below him in the
weir. If that was to be the case, he would go and investigate himself. He
was to be Captain of the Ship one day. He should see all of it. He knew
that those in the Weir looked nothing like those in the Keepers due to the
limited bloodlines. They were almost two different people and many of the
colonists treated the Keepers as if they were holy representatives of the
god, that is the Ship.
(Reply: None yet)
(Written by Melinda G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (1-1110)- Gatherer- El'Iana
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 23:50:57 -0600
Mission: "The Uncaring Stars"
Day 1
Stardate: 2445.10.14
(Kal'Shar- District 3 Peliar- Home Weir Grain Field- Gatherer- El'Iana-
1110)
She had finished gathering berries and left for the fields with a bucket of
water for the men. The water was fresh and clean having been drawn from one
of the cisterns that captured the bounty from the sky for which she thanked
the ship. Water was not something they were concerned with as there was
always plenty for soups, stews and porridge not to mention drinking and
bathing. For all these things the ship provided.
As she approached she noted the demeanor of the men, while they were not
joyous neither were they downcast as she had feared. The ripe sheaves were
deposited in heaps that were as high as her waist. This field was extensive
and there would be many such heaps when they were done.
The men saw her approach and laid aside their sickles for now. The day was
warm and they would be thirsty. Several of them plucked heads of grain and
rubbed them between their palms separating the kernel from the chaff and
then ate before coming to her to take their turn for a drink.
"How is the harvest Keh'sha?" There was a quaver in her voice as she asked
the first.
He grunted as he took took the cup and drank long then filled another. "It
is enough perhaps." His amber eyes passed over her thin frame without
apparent interest, his morning had been hard and the day would be long.
"Not as much as we had hoped but not as bad as we had feared. The ship has
been good to us this season."
Her grey eyes closed in relief for a moment. When she opened them another
approached with a head of grain. "Eat El'lana." He took the bucket from her
and passed over the bounty. She rubbed it between her palms as the others
had until the husks had come loose then chewed with relish. Ses'tan poured
for the others while she ate. When she was done she took a cup of the water
herself to wet her mouth and continued until it was empty.
After drinking the men sat for a time to rest while she stood by. The
bucket was still half full. When it was gone she would bring more.
"After we have set aside seed for sowing we should have nearly enough to
last until the next harvest." Ses'tan spoke and the others grunted in
agreement.
"It will not be as bad as this last." Another spoke.
"No. There is yet hope until the next harvest." Ses'tan looked to the sky.
"As long as the ship supplies we will survive."
"But what of the weak?"
His emerald eyes turned to the other man and then away. He said nothing.
"My mate is small but she will bear soon." Esh'tah said.
The two men closest to him smiled and slapped his shoulders good naturedly,
congratulating him but their smiles didn't last long. The child of a lean
season had little chance.
El'lana turned her face away at the grim looks that followed as a tear
rolled down her cheek.
When the men returned to their labor she sat down by the bucket and lowered
her head while trying to think on the good. There were vegetables to pick
on the morrow and the men would still be working the fields. The ship was
providing. Not for all. But it was providing.
(Reply: None yet)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (1-1830)- Gatherer- El'Iana
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2020 17:35:11 -0600
Mission: "The Uncaring Stars"
Day 1
Stardate: 2445.10.14
(Kal'Shar- District 3 Peliar- Home Weir Grain Field- Gatherer- El'Iana-
1830)
The last of the light was leaving when the men left their labor and began
taking their tools back to the homes. A number of the heaps of grain stalks
had already been removed by gatherers and was being threshed back at the
weir. Simple mechanisms of wood and wire mesh were being used to separate
the grain from the stalks and chaff.
Half at least of the harvest would be going into sacks to be put away for
the next sowing season. The rest was being ground to make flour. El'lana
picked up the bucket that had already been emptied once today and after the
men and herself had drunk poured the remainder upon the ground. They had
water in plenty and this was an unspoken plea practiced by her people to
the Ship to give them a bountiful next harvest. Who was to say it wasn't
heard? The blight of the last harvest had been replaced with a good one. If
this harvest could be stretched enough all but perhaps a few of her people
would survive until the next.
This day at least had been a relief to all in the weir and had raised hopes.
The field dominated most of the area controlled by the weir of the Athid.
The remainder of the cleared ground was planted with vegetables of many
varieties. The berry bushes abutted the stony ground that lay between her
home and the next.
Some believed the blight had been instigated by the Ship in retaliation for
the actions of some across the many of the colonists who hoarded food from
others. This did not make sense to her since all, even the innocent would
have suffered. Clashes between some of the clans over diminishing food
supplies had been commonplace before the blight but had dropped
significantly over the last season as the rumor had terrified many into
staying close to their own homes. Trade in food had been non-existent due
to the dearth and bartering had become limited due to the asking price for
goods.
Everyone asked for food in exchange and none had it in abundance in order
to trade. It was said that of the most far flung weirs one was near to
extinction with not enough people left for the harvest. A few of the men of
Athid had traveled there to help work their fields. Any food they took in
payment would be added to the larder here. In this tragedy then there was
hope. To work their fields and share in their small bounty might elevate
the Athid to a position of abundance and succor the weak among them. It
would be days though before the leaders here would know of how well this
enterprise fared.
She could smell the baking bread before she reached the first buildings and
her stomach rumbled at it. The odor was indescribable to one who had not
gone without. It smelled like turned earth and sunshine to the famished or
like hope and joy given form. Her lips turned up in a smile that had been
absent from her life for far too long.
The houses were small, made of fired brick topped with thatch that had been
treated with a water repellant mixture. The first homes of the weirs had
long ago crumbled into rust, what little viable metal that remained had
been given to the Keepers for the upkeep of the Ship.
Scrawny children ran through the streets whooping and playing on this day
which was a sight unseen for a long while. The thought and smell of food it
appeared was a joy to all. And why would it not be?
She set down the bucket for a moment and pulled her straw colored hair back
from her eyes and over her shoulders. Her earth stained garments were more
the color of her eyes now than the tan they had once been. Made of a heavy
cloth which well protected them due to the mild temperature of the Ship and
patched in many places they were not festive garments. No one owned such
apparel anymore and leather was unknown since any remaining herd animals
from which it had once been harvested were extremely rare, perhaps even
extinct.
She walked straighter and with a lighter step down the avenue, dropping the
bucket off at the nearest cistern before making for the center of the
village. People talking and children laughing became clearer as she turned
onto the main pathway which led to the communal ovens.
She swatted at a child playfully as he pelted by laughing and made her way
to the closest knot of people that were clustered around one of the ovens.
An older woman was waving the others back. "Give me room. The first loaves
won't be ready for a while yet. You must let the dough breathe if it is to
cook."
El'lana turned aside at that and sat on the ground beside one of the houses
and leaned back against it. To be surrounded by the heavenly aroma would
have to be enough for now.
Another woman was stirring a large cauldron over a fire and its rich smells
mingled with the baking bread and made her mouth water. The last of the
dried vegetables were being cooked in a sort of stew, together with a
crusty loaf it would be almost a banquet for the starving villagers.
She closed her eyes in ecstacy to wait for the time of eating.
(Reply: Anyone who wants to play a villager of the Athid Weir)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-0905)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 15:44:40 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate: 2445.10.01
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Planetary Development Lab - CO, Captain Sekal -
0905)
The details of the upcoming mission were beginning to firm up and he was
familiarizing himself with the subroutines and diagnostic systems that were
going to be utilized. A full briefing was scheduled in two days time with
the phaser upgrades scheduled to be completed on that day. Two days of
testing would follow to certify the new upgrades.
Having essentially a new ship given such upgrades after one mission was
unprecedented but he was learning why a little at a time and could
extrapolate the rest. There were a number of unknowns now that the
Federation was expanding back into the quadrant it had once almost
completely abandoned.
1. The technological gap caused by the Andorian purge. Their meeting with
the Kir Kumari had pointed out just how far a gutted Starfleet had fallen
in a little over a generation. It was fortuitous that there had been time
for the antagonism of Andoria caused by the cataclysmic battles fought
there to cool once again allowing for some measure of cooperation. Trill
was now going through the formal process of a return to the Federation
while Andoria safeguarded the Trill and their interests in concert with the
Federation presence there in Starbase Freedom. Andoria was becoming an ally
again but how many enemies had pulled ahead of Star Fleet technologically?
And who were they?
2. They were just in the beginning stage of returning to exploration and
there was no way to know yet what political climates they would find where
there used to be allies or non-aligned. Their very presence could invite
reprisals much as the attack on his engineering officer on Bajor. Though
the firefight at the hotel had not been directed at Illuminar personnel
they had been caught in the middle and the same thing could happen in a
space battle wherein the Illuminar could be pulled and she had to be ready.
3. The Romulan Star Empire was defunct but the Klingon Empire was not and
contact with the Chancellor and Council had been sparse over the last
thirty years. There was little doubt the one time allies might regard the
Federation with the revulsion they typically held for cowards due to the
implosion back inward toward sector 001 and the core worlds.
The task of Illuminar as seen in these lights showed just how dangerous the
quadrant had become. In time the fleet renewal would clear out the pirates
and smugglers that roamed almost at will and depress other dangers to life
and commerce. But until then there were still many unknown dangers lurking
in the future and Command had made their objective clear; the fleet would
be ready to meet them head on.
Commander Peters was currently on the bridge having recently returned from
leave and Sekal was good with that. He had this to do and was considering a
change to bridge command shifts at any rate.
=^= Captain Sekal. =^=
He answered the hail. "Sekal here, continue."
=^= Sir we have just received notice of two more officers arriving today.
Ensign Jordan Transitor, engineering and Ensign T'Mur, security. They are
currently on Utopia Planitia waiting to check aboard.=^=
"Indeed." He gave this his highest attention. "Hail both officers."
=^= Line open, audio only.=^=
"This is Captain Sekal of the Illuminar, good day and welcome to the ship.
Ensign Transitor is to report to myself at the planetary development lab on
deck four upon arrival. Ensign T'Mur is to report to Commander Carson
Peters on the bridge. Are there any questions?"
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
"Understood. Any questions on your posting will be answered upon reporting
in and you will be assigned a cabin. Captain out."
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0914) Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
From: defiantflyer at gmail.com (Darryl McDaniel)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 17:06:50 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate: 2445.10.01
(USS Illuminar - Transporter Room II - Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor - 0914)
The rematerialization of his atoms had not distracted him from the thought
he was processing before the transporter sequence had been initiated.
~Dad said I can do it. I am good. I will have a good day.~
Jordan stepped down from the transporter pad tapping the personal device he
was reading from into the palm of his left hand. Looking down at it he
began to whisper the title of the article he was reading.
"Appropriate ways to stop autistic stimming." Switching the padd to the
other hand he began to spell the word 'stimming' into the air.
He looked up from the padd into the direction of the transporter operator.
"It is exactly two degrees warmer than the standard agreeable setting for
any given room."
Jordan smiled, and then walked out of the door. He continued with his
reading not looking up from the padd but also managed to meander through
the halls of the Illuminar without bumping into another person or structure
until he reached the turbo lift. He depressed the call button and awaited
for the lift to arrive at his location. He entered, calling out deck two as
his destination and began internalizing what he was reading.
The total travel time seemed mere moments as the doors to the turbo lift
swished open just as quickly as they had seconds before. However, Jordan
stood there unbeknown to him that there were people on the deck that were
waiting to enter. The silence of the moment echoed onward until someone
cleared their throat to catch his attention.
Jordan winced, being caught off guard. "Oh, sorry, so sorry"
He exited the lift and initiated a sort of slow shuffle in the direction of
the planetary development lab. Once again, his head bowed as he reviewed
the steps on the padd. He again arrived at his destination without incident
never lifting his eyes in the process. One of the caveats of his being on
the autism spectrum was his uncanny photographic memory. Once he had been
notified he would be stationed on the Illuminar he reviewed the deck plans
and committed them to memory.
Facing the threshold to the lab he began nodding as he entered the room.
His eyes shuffled among the workstations and their flashing user
interfaces. It was a lot of visual stimulation that he had to assimilate,
but the humanoid figure in the room served as a focal point.
"My name is Jordan Transitor. I am an engineering ensign onboard the USS
Illuminar. I am reporting for duty." His volume was unchecked but the
enthusiasm in his reporting was hopefully received well.
(reply Sekal)
(Posted by Darryl McDaniel)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1130) Engineering Officer Ens. jg. Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Mon, 30 Nov 2020 23:24:24 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate: 2445.10.01
(Mars Base, Engineering Facility - Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar - 11:30)
The repair bay was always busy. What with ships streaming in and out for
repairs, refits, quick fixes, and resupply, there was always some NCO
running one way or the other, usually looking for an officer to sign off on
something some impatient ship captain was hoping to get expedited. Problem
there, every ship captain wants the same "special" treatment, and unless it
came down from on high in the admiralty, no one was going anywhere any
faster.
Tycho Alantar was an easy miss for this particular officer task, so he
rarely worried about having to sign off or send off the pesky NCO. Why he
was easy to miss was simple too, one could rarely see anything but the
soles of his boots and an open container of tools.
Today, his focus was on the underpinning of a runabout. The next non-com
that showed up would get the job of cleaning off all the carbon scoring,
but Tycho was hard at work re-setting all the wiring and updating with
newer tech. At this very moment, he was swearing in several languages while
he pulled at a self-sealing stem bolt that was stuck and would no longer
self seal. Just as he gave a particularly solid yank, the offending piece
gave way, the combination forcing the bolt to smack him in the face, giving
him a nose bleed.
Shoving himself out from under the ship, he grunted rudely at the bolt and
tossed it into his tool kit for later. After sweeping his tools into a
jumble and closing the lid, he popped his head into the duty officer's
office, "Be back in 5, stem-bolt self-sealed my face."
The lieutenant at the desk chuckled, "Go on, Tycho, get cleaned up and back
asap."
Tycho grinned back as his nose slowly dribbled, "Thanks, boss." Pain wasn't
a new thing to him, so he rarely got panicked with something as small as a
nosebleed. Instead, he grabbed a cloth he kept in a pocket just for such
issues and took himself off to medical.
(Reply senior officer re: transfer orders, any, none)
(Posted by Lorenz)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1135, 1145)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2020 05:50:48 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate: 2445.10.01
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, phaser maintenance subsystems- CO, Captain Sekal -
11:35)
The senior member of the refit team pointed to each relay node through the
junction before speaking. "All five of these frequency modulation
amplifiers are being replaced along with the others on the ship sir, not
just the emitters within the arrays. I have to say it sir..." The brown
haired engineer stood back up and looked at the CO. "... I don't know where
or how you came up with the material specifications for all these
components but you did your homework. This new alloy not only stands up to
the material stresses inherent in the function but of carrying all of the
power load across the array."
The Vulcan nodded his head. "Beryllium added to the formulation was a
natural outgrowth to add malleability as well as ductile and conductive
properties. What was the duration of the tests?"
"We conducted them over a three month period using extreme duration tests,
short bursts, cycling through the frequencies, all while alternating burst
duration. These components have passed every test we could put them through
and showed very little wear. I think this current refit will be a good
jumping off point for future ones."
Sekal folded his arms as he thought. "According to my calculations the
emitters will be the only components due for the upgrade to Type XIII
however due to the pace of technological progress I estimate another three
years for that development plateau to be reached."
The lead engineer shook his head. "Captain I hope you don't think me rude
but if you were still with scientific R&D I can see you cutting that time
frame in half. We are already working on frameworks you yourself laid out
sir and I marvel at the fact you're as accomplished an engineer as you are
a scientist. This whole ship has your fingerprints over every one of its
systems."
Sekal looked around as he considered. "The construction and retrofit of
Illuminar was challenging it is true but I have also been heavily involved
in other ships as well."
"The Exeter and Tolliver?"
"No not the Exeter. The hull and basic systems were already intact and they
opted for a standard dilithium engine configuration. I confined my
suggestions to the holographic interfaces."
"The Tolliver then. It has the new crystal drive and all of the
enhancements."
The Vulcan turned his head. "Yes. And its debut will be with phaser Type
XII."
"Correct sir. Another two weeks and the Tolliver should be ready for her
maiden voyage. They're scrambling to get her crew put together I hear. "
"I am currently making suggestions to Admiral Saleke concerning the next
class but with the basic systems now fully modeled it is becoming a simple
matter of adapting the systems to the ship footprint."
"You are selling yourself short sir." The engineer shook his head. "But any
engineer who serves on this ship gets to pick your brain on the crystal
drive and all its details. I admit to being more than a little envious of
that. I'd love to know where you see this going in the next generation."
Sekal was about to answer when his combadge twittered with a rolling tone
that indicated it was an automated response. He tilted his head. "I have
something to look into and will have to cut this short Mr. O'Brian.
"You can just call me Junior." The engineer smiled. "Miles Junior. My old
man has been pestering me to tell him all about what we're doing here."
"And you've told him?"
"That it's classified. If he wants to know what's going on here he needs to
stop letting Starfleet move him around willy-nilly for diplomatic reasons
and bring his arse to Mars, er ah, sir."
An eyebrow arched. "Understandable."
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Transporter Room 1- CO, Captain Sekal - 11:45)
He had used the terminal in the transporter room to access the system.
[New crewman assignment: Tycho Alantar, Ensign junior grade, engineering
officer. Reporting in scheduled for Stardate: 2445.10.02.]
Sekal nodded. This transfer was logical due to it being conducted when the
crew would be returning. He sent out a note.
"Ensign junior grade Tycho Alantar to report to Illuminar at zero nine
hundred hours tomorrow. Report to ships First Officer, Sienna
Williams-Verin for assignment. From Illuminar CO, Captain Sekal. Send."
[Message sent.]
(Reply: Tycho )
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"Space, the final frontier.
These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise,
Its five year mission,
to explore strange new worlds,
to seek out new life and new civilizations,
to boldly go where no man,
has gone before."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 1146) Engineer Ens jg Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2020 14:07:08 -0800
(Mars Base - Medical centre hallway - Engineer Ens jg Tycho Alantar - 11:46)
Just as he stepped off the turbolift, his badge trilled. He took the
familiar turn towards the medical bay, stopping briefly by a wall panel to
see the message.
[[Ensign junior grade Tycho Alantar to report to Illuminar at zero nine
hundred hours tomorrow. Report to ships First Officer, Sienna
Williams-Verin for assignment. From Illuminar CO, Captain Sekal.]]
"For assignment, huh," Tycho muttered to himself, wondering what assignment
would be needed from him while he scratched the base of his skull.
He assumed, since the ship was in for refits, that he was getting the job
of going over the minutiae with the First Officer. That, or he was getting
sent for a specific task for the officer in question. Captain Sekal was
brilliant and he was involved deeply in the process of the refit, but even
he would have to have some other senior officer sign off on some of the
less important work activity common to every ship's return to drydock.
Tycho tagged himself a note to get the full specs of the Illuminar upon his
return to the runabout refit bay, and a full listing of the grunt tasks
completed, then sent a brief salutary "Acknowledged" to the message. Once
that was taken care of he wiped away the fresh drop of blood dribbling from
his nose, grunting out a chuckled, "Still leaking," before finishing his
walk to the med bay.
(Reply none needed)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 17.52 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2020 16:31:27 +0000 (UTC)
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Garden? ? ACOUNS ACMO? ?LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 17.52)
She was approached wearing her dress blue uniform dress.? She will probably change into something more elegant for the party.? She was informed that Alaya requited her to sing something by Ed Sheeran.? She was unfamiliar with his music but could put something together for the party.
"I am unfamiliar with his music but I can try a song called Thinking out loud.? ??Ed Sheeran - Thinking Out Loud [Official Video]? ? I also think a song by a band named Sixpence None the Richer called Kiss me is a lovely song.? I can try that one too.? If Alaya wishes anymore, she can talk to me at the party.? I might suggest The Rose by Bette Midler."
She had to wing the Ed Sheeran song but she can do it.? She would prefer the Sixpence None the Richer song cause if fit her range much better.? She would also love to do the Bette Midler song cause it was lovely. She waited for a response from Alaya.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1756) COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 18:12:27 -0600
nrpg: Trying to time this is hard, but I -think- this time is free. When
Alaya reaches Steven the time should be around 1805. Sorry this took me 3
days to write - been a rough 3 days with the weather changes and how badly
my body handles that.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna
Williams-Verin- 1756)
A small cordoned off area was draped behind the gathering of the guests and
to the right, the tented off area making a large room. Three young women
stood there, all three wearing simple shift dresses and an older human
couple who were also wearing robes.
Sienna hummed under her breath as she put the finishing touches on Vex's
hair, pinning the floral wreath of exotic Betazoid flowers that Sy had
personally force-grown for the wedding. "It will stay, but Carson may need
to help you get all the pins out." Sienna smiled, looking younger than
usual with no clothing, no makeup and little jewelry. The only piece she
wore was a stylized crest that her father had created for their Tiburonian
foster sibling.
Alaya was pacing the floor with worry. Her foster mother was trying to calm
her down, but Alaya was sensing something from Hammons that had her
distraught. Sienna looked at Vex, then at the large crystal Vex was wearing
::Luma why is Alaya unhappy?:: Sometimes it was just easier to ask the
universe's greatest telepathic gossip.
::The Hammons is angry that he must walk out without clothing and his Dad
keeps asking if he really wants to do-es this.:: Luma sounded confused
about why Hammons would be angry but Sy got it. She moved back to Alaya and
took her hands, "Let's finish getting you ready so we can do this, ok? Then
Steven will be calmer."
Alaya looked near tears. Vex was slipping out, "Be back by the time the
gong goes off, Vex" Sy commanded in her starfleet bridge tone.
"Alaya, it is not that he doesn't want you." Sienna sat her friend down on
the stool and continued arranging Alaya's dark blue hair with strands of
jewels and little roses that she had taken from the illuminar. Alaya's hair
would be entirely up, exposing her neck which had a love bite from Hammons
on it, and Alaya would wear the traditional headband, but the ivory colored
piece was vintage, belonged to Michaella, and would be worn around Alaya's
throat. They were mixing the traditions of both worlds.
Sienna too would have the wreath, like Vex did and nothing else. Alaya
would be wearing a gold ring around one of her ankles and a rather lovely
chain around her hips that was studded with tiny jewels. Riven had brought
it with him, as it was a treasure of the 18th House, which Alaya was a
daughter of despite her growing up on Earth.
"He will be fine. I promise." The gong sounded and Vex slipped back in.
"Remember Vex, you go first, then Lady Ravenstone. Then me, and finally
Alaya and her Father." Sy took Vex's robe and passed her the bouquet of
mixed roses and betazoid flowers, ::If it makes it easier, you are doing
this mostly for Luma?:: Sy sent on a very tight band to Vex who shook her
head.
Sienna counted in her head and then handed the next wreath to Alaya's
foster mother who left her robe inside. This bouquet was roses and earth
flowers only. Sy helped Alaya out of her shift then gave her the large
multi-worlds bouquet of 6 different roses from 4 worlds as well as exotic
flowers from both earth and betazed. It was twined with a tartan ribbon of
the clan that Alaya's foster father claimed. Sy ran her eyes over Alaya
critically and nodded, "You look amazing, he will calm down when he sees
you and he will forget all about it when you two are bound. Nothing is as
amazing as that bond." Sy smiled, her eyes a little glassy as she began to
move down the aisle.
Alaya's foster father took the naked woman's arm. "Well my Amalie." He
spoke, smiling down at the girl he had raised since she was found in a
stasis rescue pod at the age of four. "I suppose I should have reckoned
that I would be walking you down the aisle in my all together but I never
did. I knew you would pick a man who would be your equal and partner, and I
like him. But you will always be my little girl, my little Amalie even
though you insist on using the Betazoid name." He chuckled ruefully, tears
in his eyes. "Kierin and Danaliye would have been so proud of who you have
become. They loved you, sweetness, never doubt it."
The gong sounded again. Sienna was at the front standing beside Vex,
opposite of Hammons and his best man, Boyles. All eyes turned to the
elderly man and the blue haired counselor who stepped onto the grass aisle,
rose pwtals from multiple different worlds gracing the short path among the
witnesses to the front. As was custom, Alaya's Father did his token best to
attempt to stop her from reaching Steven. When she did, he heaved a loud
sigh and straightened his shoulders and proclaimed, "That girl is my
finest and brightest jewel and she shines brighter than the stars. If you
diminish that light, I will permanently end yours." Alaya blushed a bit,
but knew it was customary for earth fathers to threaten the man claiming
their daughter. Jerard Ravenstone placed Alaya's hand in Steven's, then
turned to Boyles, "Here." He shoved a jewelry box in the man's hand then
went to stand beside his Lady, the petite and asian Xai Ravenstone.
The box held the Ravenstone rings, which were traditionally given to the
eldest child. They were 12 generations old, about to be 13.
Alaya could barely breathe, tears in her eyes. She blindly handed her
bouquet to Sienna so that both of her hands clutched at Steven's. Her mind
brushed his and her love for him swamped over him, nothing holding it back.
Any of the guests who has psionic senses could feel Alaya's incredibly
strong projection and none could doubt her feelings.
The gong sounded once more, closing the opening part of the ceremony.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1756) COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 17:57:14 +0000 (UTC)
Say Trei sends a telepathic message to Alaya and she sends one back.? Is she up for that
On Wednesday, December 2, 2020, 07:12:46 PM EST, Melinda Gatling via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
nrpg: Trying to time this is hard, but I -think- this time is free.? When Alaya reaches Steven the time should be around 1805. Sorry this took me 3 days to write - been a rough 3 days with the weather changes and how badly my body handles that.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone & FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin- 1756)
A small cordoned off area was draped behind the gathering of the guests and to the right, the tented off area making a large room. Three young women stood there, all three wearing simple shift dresses and an older human couple who were also wearing robes.?
Sienna hummed under her breath as she put the finishing touches on Vex's hair, pinning the floral wreath of exotic Betazoid flowers that Sy had personally force-grown for the wedding. "It will stay, but Carson may need to help you get all the pins out." Sienna smiled, looking younger than usual with no clothing, no makeup and little jewelry.? The only piece she wore was a stylized crest that her father had created for their Tiburonian foster sibling.
Alaya was pacing the floor with worry. Her foster mother was trying to calm her down, but Alaya was sensing something from Hammons that had her distraught. Sienna looked at Vex, then at the large crystal Vex was wearing
::Luma why is Alaya unhappy?:: Sometimes it was just easier to ask the universe's greatest telepathic gossip.
::The Hammons is angry that he must walk out without clothing and his Dad keeps asking if he really wants to do-es this.:: Luma sounded confused about why Hammons would be angry but Sy got it. She moved back to Alaya and took her hands, "Let's finish getting you ready so we can do this, ok? Then Steven will be calmer."
Alaya looked near tears. Vex was slipping out, "Be back by the time the gong goes off, Vex" Sy commanded in her starfleet bridge tone.
"Alaya, it is not that he doesn't want you." Sienna sat her friend down on the stool and continued arranging Alaya's dark blue hair with strands of jewels and little roses that she had taken from the illuminar. Alaya's hair would be entirely up, exposing her neck which had a love bite from Hammons on it, and Alaya would wear the traditional headband, but the ivory colored piece was vintage, belonged to Michaella, and would be worn around Alaya's throat. They were mixing the traditions of both worlds.
Sienna too would have the wreath, like Vex did and nothing else. Alaya would be wearing a gold ring around one of her ankles and a rather lovely chain around her hips that was studded with tiny jewels. Riven had brought it with him, as it was a treasure of the 18th House, which Alaya was a daughter of despite her growing up on Earth.
"He will be fine. I promise." The gong sounded and Vex slipped back in. "Remember Vex, you go first, then Lady Ravenstone. Then me, and finally Alaya and her Father." Sy took Vex's robe and passed her the bouquet of mixed roses and betazoid flowers, ::If it makes it easier, you are doing this mostly for Luma?:: Sy sent on a very tight band to Vex who shook her head.?
Sienna counted in her head and then handed the next wreath to Alaya's foster mother who left her robe inside. This bouquet was roses and earth flowers only. Sy helped Alaya out of her shift then gave her the large multi-worlds bouquet of 6 different roses from 4 worlds as well as exotic flowers from both earth and betazed. It was twined with a tartan ribbon of the clan that Alaya's foster father claimed. Sy ran her eyes over Alaya critically and nodded, "You look amazing, he will calm down when he sees you and he will forget all about it when you two are bound. Nothing is as amazing as that bond." Sy smiled, her eyes a little glassy as she began to move down the aisle.
Alaya's foster father took the naked woman's arm. "Well my Amalie." He spoke, smiling down at the girl he had raised since she was found in a stasis rescue pod at the age of four. "I suppose I should have reckoned that I would be walking you down the aisle in my all together but I never did. I knew you would pick a man who would be your equal and partner, and I like him. But you will always be my little girl, my little Amalie even though you insist on using the Betazoid name." He chuckled ruefully,? tears in his eyes. "Kierin and Danaliye would have been so proud of who you have become. They loved you, sweetness, never doubt it."?
The gong sounded again. Sienna was at the front standing beside Vex, opposite of Hammons and his best man, Boyles. All eyes turned to the elderly man and the blue haired counselor who stepped onto the grass aisle, rose pwtals from multiple different worlds gracing the short path among the witnesses to the front. As was custom, Alaya's Father did his token best to attempt to stop her from reaching Steven. When she did, he heaved a loud sigh and straightened his shoulders and proclaimed,? "That girl is my finest and brightest jewel and she shines brighter than the stars. If you diminish that light, I will permanently end yours." Alaya blushed a bit, but knew it was customary for earth fathers to threaten the man claiming their daughter.? Jerard Ravenstone placed Alaya's hand in Steven's, then turned to Boyles, "Here." He shoved a jewelry box in the man's hand then went to stand beside his Lady, the petite and asian Xai Ravenstone.??
The box held the Ravenstone rings, which were traditionally given to the eldest child. They were 12 generations old, about to be 13.?
Alaya could barely breathe,? tears in her eyes. She blindly handed her bouquet to Sienna so that both of her hands clutched at Steven's. Her mind brushed his and her love for him swamped over him, nothing holding it back. Any of the guests who has psionic senses could feel Alaya's incredibly strong projection and none could doubt her feelings.??
The gong sounded once more, closing the opening part of the ceremony.?
(Reply all at the wedding)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1812)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons and Priest of the goddess Dr. Riven Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 22:04:01 -0600
NRPG: Wow! I find myself falling behind. I'm not accustomed to this
position. :p
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons and Priest of the
goddess Dr. Riven Mias- 1812)
The priest had stepped away for a moment after welcoming Steven to sound
the gong once again then returned to welcome the bride. As he stopped
before Steven he gave him a wink and suddenly Hammon's ire began to
subside. Along with that he found his embarrassment in full retreat as well.
He gave the priest a critical eye wondering if he'd done something,
according to Alaya this guy was not only extremely powerful but had a
number of 'tricks' up his sleeve and he got the feeling the mind healer
might have just pulled one out of his bag.
Boyles chuckled beside him and Steven looked over at him, he had been so
caught up in himself he had forgotten his best buddy and best man had
followed him out.
He looked back to see the love of his life approaching and smiled, she
looked radiant More than radiant to his eyes actually and their moment had
come. This was it, what they had been planning since shortly after the ship
had left Mars. He had always been a single man and more than a little bit
of a rabble rouser. She hadn't tamed him at all, she loved him just as he
was but he could see changes coming in the future. Just not in the NEAR
future he hoped. There was a lot coming down the road for both of them and
he knew he was going to enjoy every minute of it. This was the first woman
he had ever seen himself growing old with and should things work out right
they were damn sure going to! Space, enemy aliens or rogue asteroids be
damned he was going to force a path through them all to make sure nothing
happened to either of them and woe to anyone or anything that might think
otherwise!
Then her foster father interrupted his train of thought.
"That girl is my finest and brightest jewel and she shines brighter than
the stars. If you diminish that light, I will permanently dim yours."
Steven looked over at him and grinned, the man meant business! "The same to
anyone who tries to get between us." He murmered as Alaya's hand was placed
in his.
His eyes and his thoughts at that moment were only for her as he lost
himself in her eyes. This was what he had been waiting his whole life for.
The gong sounded once more, closing the opening part of the ceremony.
Steven looked up to see the mind healer walking back toward them.
Riven took his spot before the two, dampening his empathic projection which
was no longer needed. The groom had found his footing and from this moment
forward there would be no distractions.
He raised his head and looked beyond the wedding party, his beaming smile
bringing the warmth of his satisfaction to all.
He raised his voice to speak to everyone assembled.
"This is the way it has been done for thousands of generations. This is the
way of the people of Betazed and I welcome all who have come to share in
our joy. Some in their mating ceremonies invite opposing voices to speak
but that is not our way. Our rituals include the families to show that the
bonding is beyond all opposition, subject only to the love and
determination of those mated. No one may oppose this union that has been
jointly agreed upon."
His hands swept out and up. "I am a priest of the goddess of Betazed and it
is my honor and delight to be a part of this joining to which I have been
invited. I am Riven Mias and on behalf of the goddess I add my blessing and
the blessing of the goddess to this union. In a moment there will be an
exchange of rings in the custom of Earth to show the love and devotion that
Steven Hammons and Alaya Ravenstone have for one another. Such exchanges
are pleasant in the eyes of the goddess. Before this exchange I will
complete the bonding. Know that when the bonding is complete they will be
mated in the eyes of the goddess and the exchange will satisfy the legal
authorities. I say this only so that you will know how we of Betazed
celebrate the bonding. From this day forward they will be of one mind,
joined to one another in mind and spirit."
He lowered his eyes to take in the bride and groom and stepped close to
them, his hands going out to them. His right hand he placed on Steven's
head, his left on Alaya's.
With his thoughts he brought their minds together. The man not a telepath
he opened to the mind of his wife, the mind of Alaya he opened to that of
her husband, now separated from her no longer.
In the space of a few minutes the joining was complete. Between the two
there would be no secrets, no miscommunication. Their love and thoughts
would flow between the two unhindered.
Steven found himself hugging Alaya fiercely as the mind healer stepped back
and away, lost in her love.
"And now the rings." The priest spoke loudly enough to pierce his
concentration, helped by a mental prod.
Steven forced himself to release her as Boyles grabbed a hand and pushed a
box into it. Hammons felt drunk in a way, completely besotted. He moved as
if in a dream, opening the box and removing the ring.
(Reply: Alaya)
As she held out her left hand he placed the jewel on her ring finger.
"I am forever yours and with this ring I have made you mine. Never will we
be parted."
(Reply: Alaya)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.15 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 16:19:36 +0000 (UTC)
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Garden? ?ACOUNS? ACMO? ?LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 18.15)
She watched as Steve and Alaya were joined in the Betazoid tradition.? It was as beautiful as she ever witnessed the ceremony before.? Next Steve performed a human tradition of the exchange of rings.? She has not seen this tradition before so it was wonderful to see it.? She felt the love between then and it was strong.? She felt some apprehension from Steve but that was understandable.? She tried to speak to Alaya telepathically which Steve would hear as well because of the bonding.
:: I am so happy for you two.? Your love is beautiful..? ? I can sing for you at the reception.? The Ed Sheeran song you requested I can do.? There is another very beautiful song I can do called Kiss Me.? Would you want me to do that too?::
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ILLUMINARRPG: COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 00:24:56 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons - 1816)
Alaya had an inkling of what was coming from stories and reading. She had
tried to explain to Steven what this was going to be like. There were no
words. There were only her Steven's eyes. Only his smile. There was nothing
but him once Riven began the process of linking them on a level that could
never be broken. It was almost as if they shared a soul now. She would
never be lost or alone again, as long as she had him, she had a home. He
was it.
It took a mental nudge from Riven to remind her what to do, but remembered
and Steven put the wide golden band on her finger. It had many small
diamonds in it. Still in the box was the matching male ring which had no
diamonds except a small one, where the ring pointed upwards like an arrow.
Alaya had caught the sensation from her father that he had gifts, heirlooms
to pass to her.
"I am forever yours and with this ring I have made you mine. Never will we
be parted."
She looked up into his eyes and said with all of her heart, their
immeasurable joy broadcast to everyone in the audience and then some. "You
are my Heart and my Home. I gave myself to you long ago, and now I take
into my keeping the same that is yours. You are always in my care."
Riven spoke more and the ceremony quickly ended. Everyone was dismissed to
change and in a bit the reception was due to start.
:: I am so happy for you two. Your love is beautiful.. I can sing for
you at the reception. The Ed Sheeran song you requested I can do. There
is another very beautiful song I can do called Kiss Me. Would you want me
to do that too?:: Alaya heard Ariel's voice in her head and echoing
through her to Steven . Alaya's eyes widened in pain and she leaned into
him, ignoring the question in his eyes. Trei's telepathy was not often used
and Alaya was a bit raw.
::That's fine. Please join in our joy, Ariel.:: Having no real gaughe on
her abilities, her volume was loud and many other telepaths heard her. It
was to be expected for the newly bound.
(Reply all at wedding)
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ILLUMINARRPG: COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 15:46:37 +0000 (UTC)
OK? I will take care of this at the reception.? What time is that
On Saturday, December 5, 2020, 01:25:19 AM EST, Melinda Gatling via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- COUNS Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons -? 1816)
Alaya had an inkling of what was coming from stories and reading. She had tried to explain to Steven what this was going to be like. There were no words. There were only her Steven's eyes. Only his smile. There was nothing but him once Riven began the process of linking them on a level that could never be broken. It was almost as if they shared a soul now. She would never be lost or alone again, as long as she had him, she had a home. He was it.
It took a mental nudge from Riven to remind her what to do, but remembered and Steven put the wide golden band on her finger. It had many small diamonds in it. Still in the box was the matching male ring which had no diamonds except a small one, where the ring pointed upwards like an arrow. Alaya had caught the sensation from her father that he had gifts, heirlooms to pass to her.
"I am forever yours and with this ring I have made you mine. Never will we be parted."
She looked up into his eyes and said with all of her heart, their immeasurable joy broadcast to everyone in the audience and then some. "You are my Heart and my Home. I gave myself to you long ago, and now I take into my keeping the same that is yours. You are always in my care."
Riven spoke more and the ceremony quickly ended. Everyone was dismissed to change and in a bit the reception was due to start.
:: I am so happy for you two.? Your love is beautiful..? ? I can sing for you at the reception.? The Ed Sheeran song you requested I can do.? There is another very beautiful song I can do called Kiss Me.? Would you want me to do that too?::? Alaya heard Ariel's voice in her head and echoing through her to Steven . Alaya's eyes widened in pain and she leaned into him, ignoring the question in his eyes. Trei's telepathy was not often used and Alaya was a bit raw.
::That's fine. Please join in our joy, Ariel.:: Having no real gaughe on her abilities, her volume was loud and many other telepaths heard her.? It was to be expected for the newly bound.
(Reply all at wedding)
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ILLUMINARRPG: LLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.20 Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 18:14:18 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Garden Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee- 18.20)
Keung attended a few weddings in his time and the formats were quite varied but this was a new one on him watching Steve and Alaya getting married in the Betazoid tradition. The only thing he recognised was the exchange of rings. At least the groom took the whole thing with the seriousness that it deserved. It dawned on Keung that this was the first 24th Century wedding of different cultures that he actually attended. It was fascinating to experience this ceremony.
(Reply none)
(Posted by John)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5- 1821, 1845)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 19:01:33 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 1821)
:: I am so happy for you two. Your love is beautiful.. I can sing for
you at the reception. The Ed Sheeran song you requested I can do. There
is another very beautiful song I can do called Kiss Me. Would you want me
to do that too?:: Alaya heard Ariel's voice in her head and echoing
through her to Steven . Alaya's eyes widened in pain and she leaned into
him, ignoring the question in his eyes. Trei's telepathy was not often used
and Alaya was a bit raw.
::That's fine. Please join in our joy, Ariel.::
The thoughts echoed strangely through his head. This wasn't something he
had been prepared for. He had been told that the bond would bring them
together in thought and emotional content but the idea of telepathy had
never occurred to him. Hearing the thoughts of another through
Alaya was like hearing the echo of a rock dropped into the water deep
inside a well, muted on the edges but clear on the inside. An inefficient
way of expressing it but true nonetheless.
The distraction broke him out of his drunken state a bit and he remembered
his unclothed predicament. He turned to Boyles. "You're ugly naked and I'll
never be able to unsee this."
Boyles grinned. "The term has already been coined but I wear it with pride.
Butt ugly is my name."
Steven laughed until it hurt then looked around and raised his voice. "All
right everyone this beautiful ceremony is over. Where the hell are my
clothes? Anyone know where the robes are?"
Robes quickly appeared and Hammons threw one over himself with gusto. "Now
I know how Scotsmen feel beneath their kilts." He raised his voice again.
"Reception in the arboretum dome. Follow us. Plenty of food and
refreshments!"
He took Alaya's arm after she had her robe on and steered her in that
direction. He wanted cake and what he hoped was spiked punch. Now that he
wasn't naked he felt better but a little alcohol would take the rest of the
edge off... or a lot. Whatever he could get.
(Reply: Alaya, Any)
(Mars Base- Arboretum Dome- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 1845)
Everyone had settled in, the food was excellent, the punch potent and
Hammons was on cloud nine and pleasantly buzzed to boot. He had just cut
the cake and stuffed a big piece into his mouth after feeding Alaya a bite
when he heard a microphone start up.
It looked like the entertainment was about to begin. He grabbed another
piece of cake to add to his plate to accompany the one which had already
been half devoured then turned to see Counselor Trei mount the impromptu
stage which had been set up for the occasion.
(Reply: Take it away Edward, any there)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5- 1821, 1845)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 17:25:26 +0000 (UTC)
I am going to let everyone react to the first song then d the second one.
On Saturday, December 5, 2020, 07:50:52 PM EST, Charles Gatling via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base- Arboretum Garden- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-? 1821)
:: I am so happy for you two.? Your love is beautiful..? ? I can sing for you at the reception.? The Ed Sheeran song you requested I can do.? There is another very beautiful song I can do called Kiss Me.? Would you want me to do that too?::? Alaya heard Ariel's voice in her head and echoing through her to Steven . Alaya's eyes widened in pain and she leaned into him, ignoring the question in his eyes. Trei's telepathy was not often used and Alaya was a bit raw.
::That's fine. Please join in our joy, Ariel.::?
The thoughts echoed strangely through his head. This wasn't something he had been prepared for. He had been told that the bond would bring them together in thought and emotional content but the idea of telepathy had never occurred to him. Hearing the thoughts of another through?
Alaya was like hearing the echo of a rock dropped into the water deep inside a well, muted on the edges but clear on the inside. An inefficient way of expressing it but true nonetheless.
The distraction broke him out of his drunken state a bit and he remembered his unclothed predicament. He turned to Boyles. "You're ugly naked and I'll never be able to unsee this."
Boyles grinned. "The term has already been coined but I wear it with pride. Butt ugly is my name."
Steven laughed until it hurt then looked around and raised his voice. "All right everyone this beautiful ceremony is over. Where the hell are my clothes? Anyone know where the robes are?"
Robes quickly appeared and Hammons threw one over himself with gusto. "Now I know how Scotsmen feel beneath their kilts." He raised his voice again. "Reception in the arboretum dome. Follow us. Plenty of food and refreshments!"
He took Alaya's arm after she had her robe on and steered her in that direction. He wanted cake and what he hoped was spiked punch. Now that he wasn't naked he felt better but a little alcohol would take the rest of the edge off... or a lot. Whatever he could get.
(Reply: Alaya, Any)
(Mars Base- Arboretum Dome- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-? 1845)
Everyone had settled in, the food was excellent, the punch potent and Hammons was on cloud nine and pleasantly buzzed to boot. He had just cut the cake and stuffed a big piece into his mouth after feeding Alaya a bite when he heard a microphone start up.?
It looked like the entertainment was about to begin. He grabbed another piece of cake to add to his plate to accompany the one which had already been half devoured then turned to see Counselor Trei mount the impromptu stage which had been set up for the occasion.
(Reply: Take it away Edward, any there)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."--
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.47 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 17:24:45 +0000 (UTC)
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - ACOUNS ACMO? LT LG? ? Ariel Trei - 18.47)
She stepped up on? the impromptu stage after sampling some of the delicious cake.? She had icing all over her mouth in an unladylike manner.? She wiped her mouth with a napkin and brought a glass of champagne to the stage to keep her voice fluid.? She cleared her throat off mic then got to work.
"Hello Everyone.? First I wish Steve and Alaya a lifetime of happiness, prosperity and love.? I was asked if I would sing for the reception so here I am.? The first song is requested by Alaya.? Bear with me.? The song is meant for a man to sing so it is out of my range but I am happy to try.? It is called Thinking out loud by Ed Sheeran.? Cheers.."
She grabbed the mic and prepared to sing.
"?And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we're 70
And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23
And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Well, me?I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am.
So, honey, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I'm thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are"
She finished the song then took a short pause to set up the next song.
(Reply Steve-Alaya, Any)(Posted by Edward)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1849)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 21:17:31 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 18.49)
Hammons clapped when the first song came to an end then reached for his
fork again and began cutting into the second piece of cake. The first piece
of the confection had disappeared quickly. He gave Alaya the first bite.
(Reply: Alaya)
He took another long drink of the spiked punch and found his cup empty..
"Why do they make wedding cups so small? This is supposed to be a
celebration after all. They need to be at least twenty ounces!" He made a
quick run the the punch bowl and brought back two cups. "Doubling the
capacity isn't efficient this way."
He was soon gobbling the second piece of cake as he looked about the dome
in between drinks while waiting for the second song.
(Reply: Selection 2 please Edward, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1849)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 18:22:25 +0000 (UTC)
I think I will get alaya's reaction before doing the second song.
On Monday, December 7, 2020, 10:06:47 PM EST, Charles Gatling via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 18.49)
Hammons clapped when the first song came to an end then reached for his fork again and began cutting into the second piece of cake. The first piece of the confection had disappeared quickly. He gave Alaya the first bite.
(Reply: Alaya)
He took another long drink of the spiked punch and found his cup empty.. "Why do they make wedding cups so small? This is supposed to be a celebration after all. They need to be at least twenty ounces!" He made a quick run the the punch bowl and brought back two cups. "Doubling the capacity isn't efficient this way."
He was soon gobbling the second piece of cake as he looked about the dome in between drinks while waiting for the second song.
(Reply: Selection 2 please Edward, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
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Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1849)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 16:10:45 +0000 (UTC)
I have a proposal for you.? The second song I sing could be the "Bridal Dance" if you want.
On Tuesday, December 8, 2020, 01:22:36 PM EST, Edward Engel via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
I think I will get alaya's reaction before doing the second song.
On Monday, December 7, 2020, 10:06:47 PM EST, Charles Gatling via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons- 18.49)
Hammons clapped when the first song came to an end then reached for his fork again and began cutting into the second piece of cake. The first piece of the confection had disappeared quickly. He gave Alaya the first bite.
(Reply: Alaya)
He took another long drink of the spiked punch and found his cup empty.. "Why do they make wedding cups so small? This is supposed to be a celebration after all. They need to be at least twenty ounces!" He made a quick run the the punch bowl and brought back two cups. "Doubling the capacity isn't efficient this way."
He was soon gobbling the second piece of cake as he looked about the dome in between drinks while waiting for the second song.
(Reply: Selection 2 please Edward, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."--
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5, 1850) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 23:25:11 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 5
Stardate 2445.10.1
( Mars Base- Arboretum Dome -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 18:50)
Quinna sat quietly in the back rows. She was an adult, she was a doctor,
and in the end, she has seen it all, but she had to sit in the back because
she acted like a little adolescent when it came to the wedding party. She
had to avert her eyes. Her little teenage brain melted as a tear dropped
from her eye at the tender moments of the ceremony.
As everyone was beginning to settle into the reception, Quinna stole a
glass of champagne from a waiter passing by. She clanged a piece of
silverware against the glass getting everyone?s attention. ?Ladies and
Gentlemen, I will make this short and sweet. Let me be the first to
congratulate the happy couple. May your journey?s path be long and full of
the best of unexpected surprises. Cheers?
(Reply any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 18.55 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 20:31:14 +0000 (UTC)
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01
(Mars Base - Arboretum Dome - ACOUNS ACMO? LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 18.55)
She took a short break before singing her second song.? She intended her second song to be used for a human wedding tradition called the "Bridal Dance."? The bridal dance in essence is a means to help pay for the band at the reception but probably will be used for a different purpose this time.? The dance unfolds as girls line up to dance with the groom and guys line up to dance with the bride.? It usually progresses by everyone taking a shot of whiskey then go take a short turn dancing with their respective dance partner.? In this case, the shot of whiskey ended up being a high end vodka Grey Goose, and Crown Royal Apple for a choice of shot.? She too the stage.
"My second song is going to be a lovely one by Sixpence None the Richer called? Kiss Me.? I am using the second song for a human tradition call the Bridal Dance.? Steve can probably explain it better than I can but in essence there will be a tray of shots of liquor.? A choice between Grey Goose Vodka or Crown Royal Apple will be downed before dancing.? The girls will line up to dance with the Groom and the guys will line up to dance with the Bride.? The turn to dance will be short so everyone can have a chance to dance.? I will take my turn last so reserve a shot of Grey Goose for me.? Let's begin"
The girls and guys lined up when she took the mic to sing.
"?Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor,
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor,
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me"
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0800) - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2020 21:46:09 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 3 ? Officer Quarters ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
Dieter Gregory - 0800)
~ It was good to be back on the ship ~ Gregory thought.While shore leave
had been relaxing, it was time to get back to work and see what the
retrofits looked like.
He got more than a few looks when he beamed aboard, SPOTS by his side.It
was time for field testing to see where the bugs ? Undocumented features
were and what trouble they might cause.
First order of business as he unpacked his travel kit was to make sure
the key was still in the security locker.Sure enough, it was
there.Perhaps he?d have more time to analyze it.He still wasn?t sure
what the key was or why the Bajoran gave it to him.At least he?d not
seen that creepy giant and his ?it is happening again.?
With everything shipshape and Bristol fashion, he looked at SPOTS. ?Well
SPOTS, time to go to the bridge and see what the retrofit team has done.?
The robot dog looked up at him, ?I am downloading the schematics now,
Master. ?
?Excellent.?
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Bridge -- ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
? 0830)
Gregory entered the bridge and looked around.There were still some
engineers finishing up last minute connections, but the Operations
station was free.As he took his place, SPOTS started to wander around,
pausing now and then to observe the men working.
?Buddy, what is this thing?? one of them finally asked.
?That is SPOTS, a prototype system I am developing,? Gregory replied.
?Well, tell it to stay out from underfoot please.?
Gregory sighed, ?SPOTS, go lay down,? he said before turning back to his
station.
The robot turned its head to Gregory.?Yes Master.?SPOTS scanned the area
and headed over to the Captains chair. Momentarily the dog was in the
chair, curled up, its red eyes now dark.
Gregory began running standard diagnostics on the system.He began with a
level 4 check to get a lay of the systems.As he reviewed the data coming
in, he whistled to himself.Clearly the upgrades were definitely worth it.
Moving into specific systems, he started with the sensor arrays.The
retrofit wasn?t supposed to do much to them, but Gregory noted minor
improvements in response and detail.He started using the scanners to
monitor different parts of UP, until a nasally voice came over the comm.
?Illuminar, what is the meaning of scanning us?Respond.?
?Illuminar here.Lieutenant Gregory, Operations.I?m sorry Utopia
Planitia.Just testing the new systems here.?
?Well, let us know next time before you start screwing around.Utopia
Planitia out.?
?How rude,? Gregory said.?Better stick to inside the ship for now.?
Working the console, he pulled a schematic of the Illuminar and began
using internal scanners to identify where the bodies were.He noticed
several around Transporter room 2.?Hope that the repairs check out,
SPOTS.Don?t want to blow up the transporter gain.?
SPOTS let out a sigh and rolled over in the Captain?s chair.
Gregory went back to work, getting the station setup, while making sure
that his automated monitoring routines still worked as designed.
(Reply ? anyone on the bridge, FYW)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0842) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 16:25:35 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge ? 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0842)
The walk had been fruitful. He'd spent most of the night overseeing the
final upgrades to the Illuminar from the Bridge. As 0800 had come around
he'd left to go walk around the ship and make sure everything was of a
standard he knew Sekal would expect. If that meant he got to swing by
Engineering to check-in with Vex, that was just an extra benefit that
couldn't be avoided.
Beaming he stepped back onto the Bridge. There had been a flurry of
activity in the 40 minutes that had passed. More of the senior officers had
begun to come and check in on their stations, make sure the Mars crew
hadn't changed any of their preset profiles etcetera. "Morning all," he
said as he moved past consoles greeting the newcomers and stopping to chat
with them if they engaged him in conversation.
Returning to the middle of the Bridge, he was about to take up the
Captain's chair. But there was an obstacle in his way of doing so. He
suppressed a laugh as what looked like a mechanical dog was rolling around
in the chair. He noticed Lieutenant Gregory at the Ops console, "Ah..
Lieutenant." he said with a smile and nodded towards the dog.
(Reply Dieter)
"SPOTS? Interesting. How does he... it, work?" Carson said as he moved
towards the Ops console.
(Reply Dieter, any on Bridge)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0845) aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 16:53:57 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 0845)
=^=.. Checks completed, Sir. Two are at 100% capacity, the third needs an
extra bit of love.=^= came the response through the comm. unit. Vex was
sitting at the desk in the Chief Engineers office. She wasn't keen on the
room, she knew that running the department wasn't really 'for her.' With
keeping tabs on Luma, dealing with crew relations and her own Engineering
duties she was already kept moving almost 24/7. She'd accepted the Chief of
Engineering role on the proviso that it really *was *just an *Acting* role
and once someone suitable had been found that could take over, they would.
She knew Ensign Matrix had just been put on the command track by the First
Officer and Carson had told her that they'd put a request out for more
Engineering recruits to report in before leaving on their next mission.
Hopefully Vex could feel them out and then recommend someone to step up and
relieve her of the command. Someone had, had to step up after what happened
to Taya and she was glad she had, but this wasn't a long term goal of hers.
"I knew it," she grumbled, "I can't see why the Captain wouldn't let us
handle the installations. Get it up and running to 100% and then check the
forward converters and report back." tapping her comm. badge, she walked
around the desk and headed back out into Main Engineering.
(Reply any, none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -0845) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 12:24:58 -0500
Mission: ?Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory - 0845)
Gregory was deep in his own world of scanners and programming to not
notice Commander Peters step onto the bridge.
?Ah ? Lieutenant,? came Commander Peters voice.
Gregory jumped out of his chair and turned around.?Commander Peters Sir?
I didn?t hear you come onto the bridge.?
The commander nodded to the Captain?s chair where SPOTS was
?sleeping?.He groaned inwardly.
?SPOTS, get out of the Captain?s chair.?
The robot dog?s eyes lit up and the head looked around, right at
Commander Peters.With a heavy sigh, the robot stood up and jumped off
the command chair walking over to the operations station.
Peters approached Operations, ?SPOTS?Interesting.How does he ? it, work??
Before Gregory could answer, the robot assumed a sitting position.?I am
SPOTS ? Specialized Portable Operations Troubleshooting System.The
Operations officers best friend.?
Gregory smiled.?Sir, just a little idea I had when on Deep Space
9.Having shore leave on Mars let me use their fabrication facilities to
get started.SPOTS is designed to be able to get into places quicker than
a humanoid to help diagnose issues.The unit is also more sensitive than
our standard tricorder, for example, I am using the ears as the two
points for scanning, and the expanded distance compared to our
tricorders gives SPOTS greater sensitivity.There are other features to
be installed and optimized as this is the alpha prototype.? I can send
you the specification if you wish, Sir?
(Reply Carson)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0849) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 18:08:24 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge ? 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0849)
Before Gregory could answer, the robot assumed a sitting position. ?I am
SPOTS ? Specialized Portable Operations Troubleshooting System. The
Operations officers best friend.?
Gregory smiled. ?Sir, just a little idea I had when on Deep Space 9.
Having shore leave on Mars let me use their fabrication facilities to get
started. SPOTS is designed to be able to get into places quicker than a
humanoid to help diagnose issues. The unit is also more sensitive than our
standard tricorder, for example, I am using the ears as the two points for
scanning, and the expanded distance compared to our tricorders gives SPOTS
greater sensitivity. There are other features to be installed and
optimized as this is the alpha prototype. I can send you the specification
if you wish, Sir?
"I'm afraid the specifications would be wasted on me," Carson chuckled and
then continued, "Lieutenant Jordaan however, her specialism is Mechanical
Engineering & Design... " he trailed off, "What sort of expanded distance
are we talking about?" Carson asked as he kneeled down to get a closer
look.
(Reply Dieter and/or SPOTS)
Carson's mind began filing away the information, his mind began racing with
ideas on how to use SPOTS within a Security situation when he spotted
Ensign McTaggard enter the Bridge to begin her shift.
"Is SPOTS connected with the ship's mainframe?" Carson asked a sudden
thought coming to him.
(Reply Dieter/SPOTS)
"Well, once you get it up and running, have fun introducing the dog to
Luma." he grinned.
(Reply Dieter)
"Ensign McTaggard," Carson called to the fresh face. "Ready for a new day?"
he was enjoying trying to spy out those of the staff which had perhaps
taken the party too far the night before and would not be regretting it.
(Reply McTaggard)
"I hear you've gotten yourself a little pet Ensign. What do you make of
Lieutenant Gregory's mechanical version here." Carson nodded his head
toward SPOTS and invited the Ensign to join them at the Ops console.
(Reply McTaggard, Dieter, SPOTS)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0850) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2020 22:25:31 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 0850)
The trio of trouble, Devers, Lannis and Collier made it back to the ship
after a wild night.Once the ceremony had concluded, the three of them
went and painted the town red, celebrating Devers victory in the
ring.They had finally staggered back to the NCO quarters around 0300
with Devers leading them in song.
Somewhere in the haze of the night, challenges were issued, and bets
were made.Now it was time to settle those bets.
Back in uniform, the three met in the security where they checked in,
drew their sidearms from the armory and entered the firing range.
?All right, time to put your money where your mouth is.Thirty seconds,
with each hit, the target gets smaller and moves faster. Points for
accuracy and speed.Deductions for misses and hitting the wrong target?
Lannis said.
?Agreed.Best out of three matches.?Collier added.
?Winner gets bragging rights, and the losers have to pay by standing an
extra watch.?
Each of the NCOs took a lane as the lights dimmed.The computer counted
down, 3 ? 2 ? 1 and the colored targets started coming, moving at random.
The phaser beams started coming out, hitting the large targets with
ease.As one blinked out of existence, a new one appeared, smaller than
the previous one. This tested not only the accuracy of the shooter, but
their observational skills and ability to switch between targets.
The computer started counting down [Three ? two ? one ?] The targets
disappeared and the lights returned to normal.
A scoreboard was displayed on the far wall.Lannis had 15 hits, 3 misses
and 1 wrong target.Collier has 12 hits, no misses but 2 wrong
targets.Devers has 13 hits, 2 misses but no wrong targets.
[Standing so far. PO3 Collier with 90 points.PO3 Devers with 120 points
and PO3 Lannis with 125 points]
?A little slow there, Collier.It must have been that extra Mai Tai you
had last night,? Devers said.
?You better tighten your amil Lannis,? Collier replied.?Hitting my
target like that.?
Lannis laughed, ?Still ahead of you gentleman.Ready for round two??
(Reply ? anyone in security, IYW)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 ,08:51 - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 15:27:10 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ? Security - Ens. Penny McTaggard - 08:51)
Penny had been lucky. No more action had been taken on the wee ones. Attack on Ensign Mores foot. But she now had to attend weekly counselling sessions. Plus McTaggard had been ordered to change the Chihuahua?s name.
Instead of Wee Stan he was now to be called The Wee One. Plus he had to be muzzled when out in company. The Chihuahua was fine with her dorm mate. But the problems began when she took him outside the room. It was indeed true what they said. The smaller the dog the bigger the ego.
She had made the little dog it?s own enclosure. With a built in force field. So he could not escape into the Jeffries tubes. Penny had heard stories of escaped little dogs. Who had gotten lost in there and terrorised engineers.
Penny was given her assignment. She was to stand guard on the bridge. Making sure she was clean and tidy. Plus her hair was neat and her ponytail was straight. She made her way to the bridge.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0855) - Engineer Ens jg Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2020 14:43:16 -0800
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - Officer's office corridor - Engineer Ens jg Tycho
Alantar)
Tycho prefered engineering jumpsuits to the slimmer fit of the "clean duty"
uniform he put on this morning, they suited his body's sense of physicality
better. If he could get away with it, his clothing style would reflect his
years of martial arts, but mostly it was jumpsuits or clean duty unis, so
he liked jumpsuits.
Once he'd returned to his duty station yesterday, the duty officer had
dismissed him. They both assumed he would need to bone up on all the refit
work in order for his meeting with Cmdr. Williams-Verin, so his jobs for
the day would be pawned off on the next lowly ensign or non-comm behind him
on the roster. They both also assumed he was asked for because he was
second to none on the Mars Base floor. Rank notwithstanding he was the most
skilled on the duty team, and one of the only junior officers to have had
hands on the classified tech layers of the refit.
Tycho was never one to relax when work was needed, and his work was always
top notch. His lack of promotions didn't come from insubordination or poor
ability, it came with his breakneck attitude towards his own self. He was
good at wrangling a team, and excellent at Engineering, and was great at
taking direction, he was just... overtly enthusiastic... towards his work
in a way that made standard officers grimace in despair at the potential
for injury. His nose yesterday proved that for him.
As the turbolift opened he did a quick smooth turn in the direction his
memory told him would take him to the FO's office, glancing at his PADD as
he quick-stepped his way to the appropriate door. After a quick smooth and
tug of his uniform tunic, he pressed the call button to the office and
waited.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0855) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 15:04:55 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory - 0855)
Commander Carson looked at Gregory, ?I?m afraid the specifications would
be wasted on me.Lieutenant Jordaan however, her specialism is Mechanical
Engineering & Design... "
Gregory saw Carson?s eyes open as he knelt down to look at SPOTS. ?What
sort of expanded distance are we talking about,? he asked.
?The models indicate 30% greater range and an improved submicron
resolution.I wanted to have a way to search for micro-fragmentation,
which can really impact the structural integrity of the ship,? Gregory said.
?Is SPOTS connected with the ship?s mainframe?? Carson asked.
SPOTS looked at the Commander, his eyes turning blue.?Commander, not at
this time.That function has not been activated yet.?
Gregory nodded, ?That is the next system I?ll be working on bringing
online.?
?Well, once you get it up and running, have fun introducing the dog to
Luma,? Carson grinned.
Gregory shook his head, he had forgotten about Luma.He?s hadn?t really
interacted with Luma, other than when he had fallen in his quarters.
?Yes Sir,? Gregory replied.
While they were talking, an Ensign had walked onto the bridge.She took
an unobtrusive position until the Commander called to her.?Ensign
McTaggard,? he called.?Ready for a new day??
(Reply McTaggard)
Gregory turned back to his operations board as a warning light flashed
on.Typing in a few commands, he confirmed it was just one of the
last-minute repairs on deck 6 in the auxiliary deflector controls.
He turned back around to the Commander, ?I hear you?ve gotten yourself a
little pet Ensign.What do you make of Lieutenant Gregory?s mechanical
version here,? he said as he nodded to SPOTS.
SPOTS looked up at Penny, his eyes twinkling green.?Greeting Ensign.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0858) FO Cmdr Sienna Williams-Verin
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 22:44:19 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - FO's Office - FO Cmdr Sienna Williams-Verin -
0858)
One very tired Sienna was barely at her desk when the chime rang before
0900. Who could possibly be awake enough to come bother her the morning
after the blowout wedding reception on Mars. Was Luma even reintegrated
into the computer yet? Sy had no clue. She had not even made it to the
replicator yet.
The half betazoid spoke in her command voice, "Enter." While curling her
cold hands around the large steaming sugar/chocolate/caffeine beverage that
most of the senior crew referred to as The Monstrosity. It was topped with
whipped cream, chocolate flakes and what might be straight up ground
cinnamon.
"I do not know you? And I know everyone who was staffing this ship. Since
you have the indecency to appear at such an unholy hour after the best
party I have been at since my academy days, the least you can do is get
yourself a drink, sit down and tell me about you, as I have not the
foggiest idea of who you are."
The Betazoid was as tactless as most of her race, up front and looked hung
over. It was quite a party apparently. But her voice was inviting, not
hostile. She just was not a morning person.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0859)
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 21:58:51 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - FO's Office - Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar -
0859)
=^=Enter.=^=
The door slid aside at the summons and he stepped in to see a very tired,
groggy looking woman. practically hunched into her drink. Her next words
confirmed it - that and the amount of revelry there had been last night in
the promenades, people toasting the new couple while wearing robes for
decency. Tycho had recognised the Betazoid style, and knew that he'd missed
something rather intense (particularly for the folks not used to going in
their birthday suits).
"I do not know you? And I know everyone who was staffing this ship. Since
you have the indecency to appear at such an unholy hour after the best
party I have been at since my academy days, the least you can do is get
yourself a drink, sit down and tell me about you, as I have not the
foggiest idea of who you are."
Tycho grinned and ducked over to the replicator and ordered himself a
raktijino. Starting in on his reason for being there, Tycho sat as he
spoke, placing the two PADDs in his hand onto the desk, his words flowing
out calmly, as they would during his pre-workout meditations.
"Ma'am, Ensign Tycho Alantar reporting as ordered. I was sent a summons
yesterday from Captain Sekal directing me to report to you today at 0900
for assignment. That is all I know of why specifically I am here. I
surmised that - since I'm a member of the MARS base Engineering crew and
was involved in much of the Illuminar's refit and upgrading - that I was
needed to go over the refit manifest with you."
He poked gently at one of the PADDS, showing the list of items worked on,
"I brought the refit manifest for all non-classified work for the Illuminar
with me so we can review it together. I am also ready to do any specific
refits or adjustments you require."
(Reply WV, any)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: At this moment Tycho doesn't realise he's been transferred. He didn't
put in for one, so let's have a little fun :D
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -0900 Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 18:08:39 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ACS Office ?Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 0900)
Looking at the different classes of starships that docked in Space Dock was indeed a fascinating distraction from getting on with one's work. At least, this was what Lt Keung was finding. Since he returned to the Illuminar, he was slowly discovering that there was a sort of new term feeling lingering throughout the ship.
Whilst the ship had been refitted, he been spending time at the Mar?s Security Facility especially in the armoury where he worked with the team there in the selection and transfer of hand weapons to be stored in the Illuminar Armory. Keung was grateful that he didn?t have the responsibility for dealing with the ship?s onboard defence systems and a fresh batch of torpedoes. He also attended session with the Personnel division of the Security regarding the assignment of security officers to the Illuminar. He had found out about 9 Illumani security officers had re-assigned off the ship to other security duties in Starfleet. There were three security cadets who were returning to the Academy to complete their training. Four other security officers had made official requests to be transferred to other departments within Starfleet citing reasons such as ?..fresh challenges. Change of direction. Don?t like working in security. To be nearer family.?
Keung turned from the window and glanced over to one part of his office to an antique rifle glass cabinet which he bought at an Antique Faye at the Marsport.. It was a 250 years old walnut case and what was even interesting was the contents inside the cabinets. Four replicated automatic rifles from the late 20th Century.
Keung glanced at the printout on his desk, . personnel files, proposed crew rotas and the latest piece of policies from Starfleet operations not to mention the huge pile of intelligence reports. The chronometer showed that it was 9.00. He started work at 7.00
Keung was someone who believed in fixed routines and he didn?t like unexpected, nasty surprises. As far as he was concerned having an ordered life was his priority...nothing else will do. The Sentinel was certainly state of the arts but there was such a thing as equipment failure!! Keung had a tendency to print hard copies of everything he did on his workstation just in case the systems go down.
He had his hard copies stored in metal filing cabinets now fitted with Anti-tampering devices and retina scans to gain access.
Keung leaned back in his seat holding a cup of tea as he proofread his hand weapons policy document on his screen. He had learned from the construction workers that whilst refitting, they had found phaser lockers in the most unlikely places e.g. , rec deck, science labs and even the gym.. Keung was determined that something had to be done about it not because it was difficult to keep track of these weapons but the potential danger to the crew and the ship itself, if anything went wrong...
So he typed up a hand weapons policy to be eventually transmitted to the crew members. He took another slip of his tea before checking over the policy
Hand weapons policy
All weapons which are listed are stored in the Armoury and Phaser. Weapons will be issued out to authorised members of the crew only in the following circumstances:
* Training purposes (authorisation through the Senior command staff, Chief of Security and Armoury Officer)
* In the event of an unauthorised boarding event
* Away teams (authorisation of the Away team leader and Armoury Officer)
For purposes as ordered by the Captain
* Security teams on active operations
Under no circumstances will weapons be issued to untrained users and civilians as well as non-personnel of the USS Independence.
There are designated phaser lockers throughout the ship. These are accessed by retinal security coding of the senior deck officer and his/her deputy. The locations of the designated phasers lockers are classified and are currently under review.
Procedures for issuing out of weapons from the Armoury
1. Under no circumstances will the Armoury Officer will issue a weapon without authorisation from a designated officer.
2. All users must be trained in the designated weapon. There are on-going certfified training courses for all crew members. Please see department head for permission to go on one of these weapons training courses.
3. Weapons must be collected and returned from the Armoury counter under supervision of an security officer and Armoury Officer.
4. It is the responsibility of the user to look after their weapon. Disciplinary charges will be brought before the user in the event of a misplaced weapon and/or improper use of the weapon.
The only issue that Keung realised that there wasn?t designated Armoury officer but they were mostly Security officers assigned there on a rota. As the assistant chief of security, he had responsibility for the Armoury but he couldn?t be everyone at once. Ideally, he needed a team of armourers led by a designed armoury officer who could look after the place on a day to day routine. Fortunately, he didn?t have to refer to a command officer for permission. Finished at last, he saved the document until all the crew were back on board. He been in his office for most of the morning. Time to have a look at the armoury which was next on his list of things to do.
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 The Armoury ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee 0915)
To gain access to the Armoury, an individual had to submit to a body and retina scan before entry. The layout of the Armoury was a smaller version of the Armoury at the Mars Facility. It consisted of a reception area which had a counter and adjoining office, strong rooms, weapons workshops and a firing range. The bulkheads that lined the Armoury were especially constructed to absorb shock waves from discharged weapons and it was soundproof. There were a couple of Security officers who were detailed to check the large number of weapons containers that had arrived from the Mars Facility.
?How?s it going?? addressed Keung to crewman Bailey who was checking a batch of hand phasers.
Crewman Bailey looked up as he was comparing the inventory list with counting the phasers ?Just opened up a new container. Everything seems to be accounted for.?
Keung looked at the number of containers, some opened others still sealed. Crewman Shah was busy loading up the weapons shelves.
It was then Keung attention drawn to the attention familiar sound of phaser fire and loud raucous noises of cheering and laugher coming from the Firing Range. Puzzled. Who could be possibly using the firing range at this time of the morning and why wasn?t he notified? Crewman Shad pushed back her hair
?It?s three officers who been there most of the morning? said Shah. ?It was Chief Petty Officer Devers who signed in.?
Keung shrugged his shoulders. CPO Devers didn?t need anyone permission to use the firing range. He decided to go into the observation booth lounge of the firing range to see what they were upto. Standing in the soundproof observation booth he watched Devers, Lannis and Collier holding some of what Keung thought was some competition firing at moving targets. He was quite impressed with the shooting and spotted the scoreboard. PO3 Collier with 90 points. PO3 Devers with 120 points and PO3 Lannis with 125 points. Keung gave a thumbs up to PO3 Lannis regarding his score.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0902) FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 23:02:00 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - FO's Office - FO Cmdr. Sienna Williams-Verin-
0902)
Sienna looked the new officer over critically and in interest ss he talked.
He was obviously a gogetter morning person as some engineers seemed to be.
His hair was far past regulation length, but they had a counselor with blue
haired Counselor and while Sekal could be a stickler, he deferred to her on
matters of personal grooming of the emotional races.
"Ma'am, Ensign Tycho Alantar reporting as ordered. I was sent a summons
yesterday from Captain Sekal directing me to report to you today at 0900
for assignment. That is all I know of why specifically I am here. I
surmised that - since I'm a member of the MARS base Engineering crew and
was involved in much of the Illuminar's refit and upgrading - that I was
needed to go over the refit manifest with you. I brought the refit
manifest for all non-classified work for the Illuminar with me so we can
review it together. I am also ready to do any specific refits or
adjustments you require."
The PADD was placed in front of Sienna and she nodded, several sips of her
monstrosity being enough to jarr her exhausted and not functioning brain
into at least warming up.
"Right. I can promise you the Captain did not send you here for that. He
knows I can read and follow that almost as closely as he does. You might
not remember, but I took the Illuminar out on her field trials and you and
I worked together during them. You might not remember me, I am sure with
all the ship building going on at UP right now, you likely see quite a few
officers. Give me a moment."
Sienna pulled up her retractable screen while calling out, "Luma?" Then a
few seconds later repeating the word or name. She closed her eyes a moment
as many telepaths did when speaking telepathically in the presence of
others. "Huh. I guess Vex has not reintegrated her. This would have been
much easier hsd she been online.
(Reply iyw)
Sienna got his file loaded in an uncomfortable minute then laughed.
"First off, I should tell you that someone thinks you would do well here.
Admiral Winters of logistics personally oversaw your transfer to the
Illuminar."
(R)
"Do you know her?" Sy smiled wider.
(R)
"Ah, lucky you. Two of her children just joined us in the science
department. She must have wanted the best to make sure they were safe. And
that is not false praise, Ensign. You have done well in a short time."
(R)
"Since our Acting Chief, Lt. Vex Jordaan does not have Luma back
reintegrated, I suggest you head on down to Engineering and see if she
needs any help with Luma. Get the classified files from Vex on the
modifications to the Illuminar to accomodate Luma and study them. When Luma
is back online, be polite, talk to her, make a friend. If you are rude,
Lord only knows what she will consider an acceptable time out with us back
here at mars. In space she would lock the offender in a shuttlecraft until
they learned better."
(R)
"I would like you to take a leading role if you feel up to it with our
junior engineers. We have several cadets internning aboard, Cadet Valar
has been with us since the beginning and there should be two others. Tell
Vex that I put you in charge of seeing that they manage the requirements to
graduate and staying out of trouble. It would be best if you roomed in
their suite, but if you do not choose to, I can't make you." While that was
true, she could make his life miserable if she desired.
(R)
Sy smiled, "Any questions or comments? The Illuminar is not your standard
ship. Have you heard any rumors on base that I can help dispell?"
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0903) -
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 22:49:58 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - FO's Office - Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar - 0903)
"Right. I can promise you the Captain did not send you here for that.
He knows I can read and follow that almost as closely as he does. You
might not remember, but I took the Illuminar out on her field trials
and you and I worked together during them. You might not remember me,
I am sure with all the ship building going on at UP right now, you
likely see quite a few officers. Give me a moment."
Sienna pulled up her retractable screen while calling out, "Luma?"
Then a few seconds later repeating the word or name. She closed her
eyes a moment as many telepaths did when speaking telepathically in
the presence of others. "Huh. I guess Vex has not reintegrated her.
This would have been much easier had she been online.
Tycho chuckled and nodded, "I have had my hands in a lot of ships." He
took the moment while the FO fumbled around to take a good sip of his
drink. Raktijino wasn't always something he wanted, but it was a great
wake up drink, and while he hadn't been at all the revelry, he had his
groggy mornings.
Sienna got his file loaded in an uncomfortable minute then laughed.
"First off, I should tell you that someone thinks you would do well
here. Admiral Winters of logistics personally oversaw your transfer to
the Illuminar."
Tycho tilted his head quizzically, "Huh, Admiral Winters? Didn't expect that."
"Do you know her?" Sy smiled wider.
Tcho shook his head, "No, ma'am. I know the name, but I've been an
engineer since my greenest days so I can't say I've had the pleasure.
It's surprising precisely because I don't know her. Usually there is a
connection."
"Ah, lucky you. Two of her children just joined us in the science
department. She must have wanted the best to make sure they were
safe. And that is not false praise, Ensign. You have done well in a
short time."
Tycho smiled at that, his face getting a bit flushed; he'd never been
told he could hide his feelings from anyone, "Well, thank you, I
appreciate it, can't say I'm not handy with a tool or twelve." As the
commander continued, Tycho listened, but let his eyes flick around - a
force of habit from his martial arts training. It was also a way for
him to cool his jets emotionally, and Tycho wasn't that great at
taking face to face praise.
"Since our Acting Chief, Lt. Vex Jordaan does not have Luma back
reintegrated, I suggest you head on down to Engineering and see if
she needs any help with Luma. Get the classified files from Vex on the
modifications to the Illuminar to accommodate Luma and study them.
When Luma is back online, be polite, talk to her, make a friend. If
you are rude, Lord only knows what she will consider an acceptable
time out with us back here at mars. In space she would lock the
offender in a shuttlecraft until they learned better."
Tycho grinned at that, and raised a slightly mischievous eyebrow,
"I'll take the warning under advisement." He drawled the words, his
minds' eye showing him some faceless non-comm through a shuttle window
begging to be allowed to at least go to the mess hall, while he tipped
his cup to his lips and to a swallow of the klingon java brew as he
did his best to remain neutral. "Other than reporting in and studying,
is there anything else?"
"I would like you to take a leading role if you feel up to it with our
junior engineers. We have several cadets interning aboard; Cadet
Valar has been with us since the beginning and there should be two
others. Tell Vex that I put you in charge of seeing that they manage
the requirements to graduate and staying out of trouble. It would be
best if you roomed in their suite, but if you do not choose to, I
can't make you." While that was true, she could make his life
miserable if she desired.
Tycho's happy feeling cooled at the mention of cadets and him being in
charge, and bunking with them no less. "If you see my contribution as
worthy. I can't really disagree, can I?" He spoke wryly, with a light
hint of sarcasm.
Sy smiled, "Any questions or comments? The Illuminar is not your
standard ship. Have you heard any rumors on base that I can help
dispel?"
"I hope my new bunkmates like rats," Tycho grinned widely, remembering
back to the Academy, when one of his rodent friends slipped out of his
shared quarters and went to visit a pair of cadets across the hall.
Those two girls didn't appreciate the visitor very much, even though
the rat in question was just looking for snacks.
(WV)
Tycho shrugged lightly, "Some people like canines, others like
felines. I happen to prefer rodents."
(WV)
"I enjoy martial arts, particularly an old Earth style called
"Shotokan', I suppose my next stop after meeting Lt. Jordaan will be
there to see if there's any classes or training sessions in my
disciplines."
(WV, assuming a dismissal)
Tycho picked up the second PADD he'd left on the desk, it contained
the full ship specifications, minus the classified information of
course. He'd had the PADD loaded with the information in case there
had been something he'd missed on the refit manifest. Standing, he
grabbed the mug of raktijino, "Well, I hope I can live up to the
expectations, Commander. I'll go check in with the Lieutenant and get
the holes filled in my knowledge."
He nodded in deference to his superior office, with just the smallest
hint of a bow. Having trained since childhood, it was ingrained into
him, and his body naturally flowed with the motion as he turned and
headed out into the - his - new posting.
(Reply WV, none)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: Feel free to close it Mel.
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ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (6-0905)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 19:24:01 -0600
NRPG: Oops! Fixed the day/date
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Planetary Development Lab - CO, Captain Sekal -
0905)
The details of the upcoming mission were beginning to firm up and he was
familiarizing himself with the subroutines and diagnostic systems that were
going to be utilized. A full briefing was scheduled in two days time with
the phaser upgrades scheduled to be completed on that day. Two days of
testing would follow to certify the new upgrades.
Having essentially a new ship given such upgrades after one mission was
unprecedented but he was learning why a little at a time and could
extrapolate the rest. There were a number of unknowns now that the
Federation was expanding back into the quadrant it had once almost
completely abandoned.
1. The technological gap caused by the Andorian purge. Their meeting with
the Kir Kumari had pointed out just how far a gutted Starfleet had fallen
in a little over a generation. It was fortuitous that there had been time
for the antagonism of Andoria caused by the cataclysmic battles fought
there to cool once again allowing for some measure of cooperation. Trill
was now going through the formal process of a return to the Federation
while Andoria safeguarded the Trill and their interests in concert with the
Federation presence there in Starbase Freedom. Andoria was becoming an ally
again but how many enemies had pulled ahead of Star Fleet technologically?
And who were they?
2. They were just in the beginning stage of returning to exploration and
there was no way to know yet what political climates they would find where
there used to be allies or non-aligned. Their very presence could invite
reprisals much as the attack on his engineering officer on Bajor. Though
the firefight at the hotel had not been directed at Illuminar personnel
they had been caught in the middle and the same thing could happen in a
space battle wherein the Illuminar could be pulled and she had to be ready.
3. The Romulan Star Empire was defunct but the Klingon Empire was not and
contact with the Chancellor and Council had been sparse over the last
thirty years. There was little doubt the one time allies might regard the
Federation with the revulsion they typically held for cowards due to the
implosion back inward toward sector 001 and the core worlds.
The task of Illuminar as seen in these lights showed just how dangerous the
quadrant had become. In time the fleet renewal would clear out the pirates
and smugglers that roamed almost at will and depress other dangers to life
and commerce. But until then there were still many unknown dangers lurking
in the future and Command had made their objective clear; the fleet would
be ready to meet them head on.
Commander Peters was currently on the bridge having recently returned from
leave and Sekal was good with that. He had this to do and was considering a
change to bridge command shifts at any rate.
=^= Captain Sekal. =^=
He answered the hail. "Sekal here, continue."
=^= Sir we have just received notice of two more officers arriving today.
Ensign Jordan Transitor, engineering and Ensign T'Mur, security. They are
currently on Utopia Planitia waiting to check aboard.=^=
"Indeed." He gave this his highest attention. "Hail both officers."
=^= Line open, audio only.=^=
"This is Captain Sekal of the Illuminar, good day and welcome to the ship.
Ensign Transitor is to report to myself at the planetary development lab on
deck four upon arrival. Ensign T'Mur is to report to Commander Carson
Peters on the bridge. Are there any questions?"
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
"Understood. Any questions on your posting will be answered upon reporting
in and you will be assigned a cabin. Captain out."
(Reply: Transitor, T'Mur)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Illuminarrpg: (Day 5-1200) T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 02:25:44 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(Utopia Planitia ? Facilities Library ?Security Office Ensign T'Mur ? 0907)
T?Mur did not prefer to sit around doing nothing. It was not really something that she had ever gotten used to. During her most turbulent times on Vulcan her parents often encouraged her to ?be still and center yourself.? It really wasn?t until she discovered yoga that she realized that one could ?be still? and get ?centered? while still doing something strenuous.
She had replayed her graduation from the academy in her mind enough times to see where it could have been fine tuned and stream lined so that there was less sitting and listening to speeches that did not hold her interest, and moved through the process of getting her orders to her first post. But she also knew that humans were determined to have their customs that used up a great deal of time. She spent most of the time thinking of some of the intricate workmanship she had seen in some of the antique artifacts that she had seen at the ? ?flea market? that her roommate had taken her to.
Flea market? Now there was an interesting term. She was extremely vigilant in her search, but not see on vendor that was dealing in fleas, or any other insects, for that matter. And Andrea Mitchel had not been very forthcoming on why they used that term to describe the market. It did, however, remind her a little of home. It was the only reminder of home she had received in her time at the academy, including the graduation. There was no celebration as she had observed with Andrea?s family. T?Mur's own family did not come to observe the ceremony. She wasn?t surprised, but, for lack of a different term, she was disappointed. Her family was still observing the ostracization of her illness.
With a deep sigh she brought her mind back to the present. The library at Utopia Planitia held many fascinating articles that she had been unaware of the existence in the academy banks. But she focused her attention on the files that addressed her assignment to the USS Ilumminar. She had spent some time going through the personal files to familiarize herself with the command staff, and then the security staff. She raised an eyebrow at the fact that there was no Chief of the Security department. The current ACSO was, apparently, the product of a different timeline. As a qualified teacher of history he would have an interesting point of view about that time period. She wondered if his perspective had changed by now living in his future. The future often reveals the truth of the history of the past.
T?mir moved on from the personal files she had access to to the deck plans. Before long she had become familiar with the schematics and layout of the ship. What she couldn?t know was the deck by deck, room by room, furnishing. However, she felt that if the need arose she would be able to make her way through most of the ship blindfolded. (Another idea she picked up from her roommate. She often thought that there was more to that blindfold thing than Andrea had mentioned, but they never explored it any further.)
Suddenly her comm badge trilled.
=^= This is Captain Sekal of the Illuminar, good day and welcome to the ship. Ensign Transitor is to report to myself at the planetary development lab on deck four upon arrival. Ensign T'Mur is to report to Commander Carson Peters on the bridge. Are there any questions?=
She tapped her comm badge and replied, ?T?Mur here. On my way.?
She cleared the memory of the computer that she had been working on and shut it down. Then she picked up her travel bag and headed to the transporter section.
(USS Illuminar- Bridge- SO, Ensign T'Mur - 0915)
T?Mur stepped onto the hustling bridge, her bag still hanging over her shoulder. She suppressed a smile of contentment at the sounds of the monitors and the hum of the engines she could feel through the deck plating. It was ? comforting. As the doors to the turbo lift whooshed closed behind her she scanned the bridge finally landing her gaze on Commander Peters. He was a rugged looking human with a very human shadow beard that many of the males felt was attractive. She would not argue the point. He had begun his career in security and tactical and it showed in his stance. He looked like a man that was aware of everything that was going on around him.
Moving swiftly she stepped up to the second officer and came to an abrupt and stiff halt. ?Commander Peters? I am Ensign T?Mur. I was ordered to report to you by Captain Sekal.?
(reply Peters)
(Posted by Al Muir)
NRPG: And we?re off.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0915) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 19:08:18 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14. ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 0915)
Keung was working on his notes to prepare to brief his first ?welcome? meeting with the Security officers. He was grateful that Commander Carson had agreed to come along and share his contribution to the briefing. He looked up from his workstation as he heard the entry chime on his door. Above the door, the chronometer showed 1500 hrs.
?Come in!? called Keung.
The door opened to reveal a tall slime brunette woman. She was on time.
?PO 3 Carol Linnis reporting in, Sir ?said Carol, who saluted. Keung couldn?t help noticing the slight tremor of her salute and realised she was probably nervous. Not surprising when he called for PO 3 Linnis to report in, he didn?t explain why.
Keung returned the salute, stood up and waved Carol to take a seat.
?Thank you, Sir.? Said Carol as she straighten the helm of her skirt.
?Amongst the team, you have the option of calling me boss or chief! Except on other formal occasions outside of Security, you will address me as ?Sir? or Ensign Keung.? Smiled Keung. He picked up a grey folder with the name of P0 3 Carol Linnis and opened it. He glanced at Carol who looked slightly surprise at the use of a paper folder as opposed to a PADD. ?A force of habit..can?t rely on technology all the time. Let me get to the point here. The Armoury for some time use to have a rotating shift of Security officers looking after the day to day activities of the place. There was no continuity. Until now. There is now the permanent position of an Armoury Officer who will maintain the Armoury. I have assigned you to be that Armoury Officer.?
Keung paused to wait for a reaction from the Petty Officer. Carol inwardly felt relief..some responsibility at last!
?Thank you..er..boss.? said Carol with a smile. The realisation hit her that her superior who give her the assignment to be an Armoury Officer wasn?t a request but an order otherwise he would something differently. ?May I ask what exactly will be my duties??
No hesitation. Straight to the point too, thought Keung. He took a sheet from Carol?s folder and handed it over to her.
?A full job specification is given on that sheet but essentially, your job as Armoury officer is to keep the ship?s hand weapons systems functional and safe to use. Now that includes energy, non energy and melee weapons. You have no responsibility for the maintainace of the torpedoes and ships defensive weapons. That?s the job of the engineers. You are also to conduct repairs and routine inspection of all the weapons. You will also supervise all security personnel and crewmembers in the operations, repairs, and protocols concerning the various weapons at their disposal. You are also to maintain the Firing range.? explained Keung.
Carol glanced down at the job specification whilst listening to Keung. She was excited at the responsibility and she had the background experience to work in the Armoury. You have come a long way, girl, thought Carol. Ex marine engineer and a weapons expert. She suddenly became aware that Keung had leant forward.
?Obviously you will have a small team to support you in the Armoury. However, I want to make sure that the Armoury is restricted access only. Command officers have unrestricted access. You find in the folder, my new policy for issuing weapons. I leave it to you how you will implement this but keep me in the loop.? concluded Keung. ?I have a Security briefing in the Officer?s lounge at 1500 hrs and I will introduce you to the team. Oh you find your security access codes in the folder. I leave you to your domain and you make yourself known to your team. Dismissed Ms Lannis ?I see you at 1500 hrs?.
With that, Keung returned to preparing his briefing notes as Carol realised Keung wasn?t going to say anything else. She stood up taking the folder and left for the Armoury. Keung looked up as the door closed. Well, there?s nothing like putting someone into the deep end!!
(reply none)
(posted by John).
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-0916)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 20:14:08 -0600
NRPG: Day and date have been updated, my fault. Cheers!
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - CO, Captain Sekal- 0916)
Sekal looked up from the workstation as the new officer entered the lab
"My name is Jordan Transitor. I am an engineering ensign onboard the USS
Illuminar. I am reporting for duty."
The Vulcan tilted his head to the side slightly at the volume but picked up
quickly on the cues. "Please have a seat Ensign."
(Reply: Transitor)
He reached out and took the PADD that was offered then scanned through it
quickly noting every detail.
"Impressive. Your marks are all extremely high and note total visual
recall. Your abilities and recommendations would appear to be above
reproach and I foresee no issues. Have you had an opportunity to look
through the specifications and schematics for the Anelurian Crystal drive?"
(Reply: Transitor)
He nodded. "Except for Engineer Jordaan the drive is new to all of the
engineering staff and they are working diligently to acclimate themselves
to it. I will be giving a presentation to the new engineering officers
including yourself, Ensign Matrix and Ensign Alantar before we leave dock
to bring you up to speed on the alterations from the dilithium engines
common to the fleet. Do you have any questions for me at this time?"
,(Reply: Transitor)
Sekal leaned back. "I have already assigned you to cabin 8 on deck three.
Feel free to acclimate yourself to your new quarters and you can spend some
time today going through the engineering systems. Is there anything else?"
(Reply: Transitor)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0918) 2O, Cmdr. Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 16:46:15 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0918)
Dieter turned back around to the Commander, ?I hear you?ve gotten yourself a little pet Ensign. What do you make of Lieutenant Gregory?s mechanical version here,? Carson said as he nodded to SPOTS.
SPOTS looked up at Penny, his eyes twinkling green. ?Greeting Ensign.?
(Reply McTaggard)
The conversation went on for a few more minutes as Carson continued to wonder about the application of SPOTS as part of an Away Team. The thought intrigued him, but from what the Lieutenant had said his little side-project was a little way, away from being able to be used in that way.
Out of the corner of his eye he?d noticed a second Security Ensign step onto the Bridge, one he hadn?t been introduced to yet. ?Excuse me,? he said to McTaggard & Gregory as he stepped away from the group to welcome the new Security & Tactical officer.
She moved swiftly as she stepped up to the second officer and came to an abrupt and stiff halt. ?Commander Peters? I am Ensign T?Mur. I was ordered to report to you by Captain Sekal.?
Carson smiled and moved towards the middle of the Bridge, gesturing for the Ensign to follow. ?Welcome to the Illuminar, Ensign T?Mur. We?ve got a few newcomers coming aboard today so I appreciate your...? he was going to say ?eagerness? but stopped himself mid-flow and changed it to, ?efficiency in coming aboard.? He took a seat in the CO?s chair and gestured to the First Officers chair next to it, ?Take a seat for a moment.?
(Reply T?Mur)
As he talked, Carson was tapping away at the console attached to the chair. ?How did your transfer to the Illuminar come about? Did you request it? Is this your first posting??
(Reply T?Mur, with room for more if wanted)
?Good to know.? Carson paused for a moment, ?I?m sure you?re aware by now, that our Security & Tactical department are currently without a Chief. Ensign Lee is currently the senior Security officer onboard and is the one you?ll need to see about when and where you?re assigned. I also come from a Security background and like to keep a keen eye on the department.?
(Reply T?Mur iyw)
?Ensign Lee has organised a Security staff meeting for fifteen hundred hours in the Officers Lounge,? he gave no indication on which deck the Lounge was on. Has he had when he had first started on any new ship or station, he expected that the Ensign would have done her research. ?By all accounts he?s going all out. The entire department, so that would be a grand time for you to introduce yourself.?
(Reply T?Mur iyw)
?In the meantime, you?ve been assigned quarters on Deck 2.? He handed her a padd with the relevant details and orders. ?Get yourself settled in, explore the ship a little and head to Medical for a once over. Is there any questions I can answer for you now, Ensign?? Carson said the last part as warm as he could, it was far too often that Senior Officers spoke those words but didn?t want a response. He genuinely wanted T?Mur to know that if she had a question she could ask it, or them, without being judged.
(Reply T?Mur, any on Bridge, McTaggard, Gregory)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0920) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 23:20:39 +0000
NRPG: Sorry I sent this to the wrong listing. What a rookie move. LOL
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 0920)
T?mir followed the bidding wave of the second officer and watched as he sat in the command chair.
?Welcome to the Illuminar, Ensign T?Mur. We?ve got a few newcomers coming aboard today so I appreciate your? efficiency in coming aboard. Take a seat for a moment.?
She nodded and sat on the edge of the seat next to him. She mused over the phrase ?take a seat? for a moment, knowing human propensity to use of idioms. She knew that he did not really want to offer the seat to her on a permanent basis. Her posture made it clear that she did not intend to take the seat with her.
?How did your transfer to the Illuminar come about?? Peters asked her. "Did you request it? Is this your first posting??
She sat up a little taller and tilted her head to the side. ?To be honest, I am uncertain as to my reason for being on the Illuminar. I was told at my assignment meeting that it was requested for me be assigned here, but I was not informed as to who made such a request, or even why. I would assume that typically my record was such that a command staff had taken note. However, I was not led to that impression. And as to your request I can infer that the request did not come from you. However, that all being said, I will perform my duties to the best of my abilities so I will not disappoint my benefactor.?
(reply Peters, IYW, I?m fishing here)
?Good to know.? There was a slight pause as Peters formulated his next statement., ?I?m sure you?re aware by now, that our Security & Tactical department are currently without a Chief. Ensign Lee is currently the senior Security officer onboard and is the one you?ll need to see about when and where you?re assigned. I also come from a Security background and like to keep a keen eye on the department.?
T?Muir nodded. She was, indeed, well aware. And she also was aware of the Commander?s background. She could appreciate his desire to ?keep a keen eye? on the department. She imagined that it would be true of any senior officer coming from stations, that they have a tendency to watch over the stations they came from.
Peters continued, ?Ensign Lee has organised a Security staff meeting for fifteen hundred hours in the Officers Lounge. By all accounts he?s going all out. The entire department, so that would be a grand time for you to introduce yourself.?
T?Mur nodded again in acknowledgement. She appreciated the lack of unnecessary directions that many officers offer to new crewmen. But she was disappointed a little, hoping to start her duties immediately. However, she would ?be a good girl? and follow directions.
?As you command,? she replied.
?In the meantime, you?ve been assigned quarters on Deck 2.? He handed her a padd with the relevant details and orders. ?Get yourself settled in, explore the ship a little and head to Medical for a once over. Is there any questions I can answer for you now, Ensign??
T?mur thought for a moment, not wanting to let an opportunity for an honest question to be answered, or for a ?good impression" to be made. She knew from experience that if someone in authority asked if you had any questions, they really expected to hear a question, and were disappointed in the other person if they did not receive one. Opinions were formed in moments like these in the eyes of humans.
However, T?Mur was not one to ask frivolous questions, so she had to dig in her mind to pull out something of relevance. ?Sir? I have noted that several crew members are, how can I say this without sounding so Vulcan, not operating at peak efficiency. They seem tired. Did I miss something before I arrived?"
(reply Peters)
(Posted byAl Muir)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0920) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 19:04:55 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 14 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 0920)
Devers looked up and noticed that the new Chief, Ensign Lee
watching.?Looks like we have a spectator,? he said to the others.
The two looked up and Lannis smiled after getting the thumbs up from the
Chief. ?Don?t distract me Devers.I?ve got your number.?
Collier chuckled. ?Set ?em up.?
The three security officers took their lanes for round two.?Let?s get
this done,? Devers said.
The lights dimmed again, and the targets started moving.Three phasers
fired and the match was one.
Soon the second round was done and the scores were tallied.Devers took
the lead with 270 total points, Lannis at 205 and Collier at 200.
?See, beginners? luck,? Devers said.
?Put your money where your mouth is Devers,? Lannis said, ?Double the bet.?
?You?re on.You in Collier??
?Fine,? Collier said.?I was just giving you a head start.?
The final round was on.All three NCOs had the chance to take the final
lead.The stakes had been raised, the gauntlet thrown down.
[Three ? two ? one] the computer counted down.The targets appeared for a
third time and the beams from the phasers flew out fast and furious.The
targets moved faster and got smaller.The energy was electric ? beams
crossed as targets were scored ? each competitor?s eyes locked on the
targets, sweeping the walls to make sure none were missed.
The lights went on, the match was over.The final standings appeared on
the wall.
Lannis330
Devers 325
Collier 320
?Ha!!? Lannis said, ?That?s four less watches to stand for.Thank you,
gentlemen.?
Lannis? comm badge chirped, ?PO3 Lannis, please report to the Chief?s
office at 1000)
?Ohhhh?? Devers said, ?Someone is in trouble.Maybe he saw your dancing
last night.?
Lannis hit Devers in the arm ?Or he?s going to promote me for beating
you two.?
?Find out soon enough, I guess.?
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0921) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
From: defiantflyer at gmail.com (Darryl McDaniel)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 07:19:52 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor - 0921)
Jordan accepted the invitation to sit in front of the captain, gleefully
nodding his head in acceptance.
He listened to the review of his qualifications and answered when asked
about the ship's upgraded warp drive.
"You mean the swirling adaptation!" he stopped speaking to draw with his
finger a swirling motion in the space in between them. "More efficient,
less noise. I don't like noise"
"I am concerned with the 'skipping', it seems inappropriate. I don't like
that," he replied verbally while his body motions mirrored his sentiments.
The captain continued with his welcome speech setting the expectation that
Jordan report to his engineering presentation where he would meet fellow
engineers. When asked if he had any further questions Jordan could not
think of anything else to ask.
He stood up and nodded in appreciation for being welcomed aboard. He left
the room and made way to his bunk assignment. Smiling at all the new faces
he saw along the way.
(reply any)
(Posted by Darryl McDaniel)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0922) 2O Cmdr. Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 00:29:45 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Bridge - 2O, Commander Carson Peters ? 0922)
T'Mur sat up a little taller and tilted her head to the side. ?To be
honest, I am uncertain as to my reason for being on the Illuminar. I was
told at my assignment meeting that it was requested for me be assigned
here, but I was not informed as to who made such a request, or even why. I
would assume that typically my record was such that a command staff had
taken note. However, I was not led to that impression. And as to your
request I can infer that the request did not come from you. However, that
all being said, I will perform my duties to the best of my abilities so I
will not disappoint my benefactor.?
Not answering straight away, Carson began tapping away to see if he could
find out who the Ensign's benefactor had been. He could think of only a few
people who would want to specifically place an Ensign aboard the Illluminar
and none of them were people he thought trustworthy. That or Captain Sekal
had seen her records and decided the Ensign was a good fit for the
fledgling Security & Tactical department.
"Well isn't that a mystery?" Carson asked rhetorically, "I'm sorry to
disappoint Ensign but I'd never heard of you until a few hours ago when the
orders came down. I am however, happy to have you as part of our crew. As
you inferred your records are exemplary. Perhaps once you've resolved who
your mysterious benefactor is you can let me know?"
(Reply T'Mur)
"Where are you coming from Ensign?" Carson could see the information within
her biog he had in front of him, but was interested in seeing if the Ensign
could perhaps shed any light on who in her previous post could have put her
name up for consideration.
(Reply T'Mur)
?Good to know.? Carson said and then continued to talk with the Ensign
about the structure of the department and the fact that there was a meeting
later on. He ended the conversation by asking her if she had any questions
for him.
?Sir? I have noted that several crew members are, how can I say this
without sounding so Vulcan, not operating at peak efficiency. They seem
tired. Did I miss something before I arrived?"
Carson smiled and almost laughed before he stopped himself, "You're not
wrong. Lieutenant... Hammons," he stumbled for a moment over Alaya's new
name,"and Petty Officer Hammons- one of our Security Officers, were married
yesterday down on Mars. A large portion of the crew were at the festivities
and I'd imagine some of them are a tad worse for wear."
(Reply T'Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0923) SO Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 06:08:17 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Main Bridge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 0923)
"Well isn't that a mystery?" Carson asked rhetorically, "I'm sorry to disappoint Ensign but I'd never heard of you until a few hours ago when the orders came down. I am however, happy to have you as part of our crew. As you inferred your records are exemplary. Perhaps once you've resolved who your mysterious benefactor is you can let me know?"
T?Mur?s eyebrows furrowed briefly to show her minor disappointment for the lack of knowledge, but she was also not surprised. If the ?mystery? had been solved that easily she probably could have deduced that herself. ?I will most assuredly inform you, when I find out."
"Where are you coming from Ensign??
T?Mur tilted her head again and then straightened it. The question caught her by surprise. First of all he was the first senior office that had ever inquired about her life. Secondly, the obvious answer was the academy, but she assumed that was not what he wanted to hear. Of course, her life was simply on the PADD in his hand and he could have easily just gotten the basic information . She decided that his question was a deeper probe.
?I assume you mean before the academy,? she began. ?I am from the city of Vulcana Regar. It is a city in the Raal territory, close to the area known as The Forge. I could tell you more if you knew anything about Vulcan geography. My parents were? are respected members of the merchants guild. I would have joined them before? I joined Starfleet. They specialize in antiques."
?Good to know,? was all he said. Then he went on about the duty station and asked if she had any questions.
?Sir? I have noted that several crew members are, how can I say this without sounding so Vulcan, not operating at peak efficiency. They seem tired. Did I miss something before I arrived?"
Carson smiled and almost laughed before he stopped himself, "You're not wrong. Lieutenant... Hammons," he stumbled for a moment over Alaya's new name,"and Petty Officer Hammons- one of our Security Officers, were married yesterday down on Mars. A large portion of the crew were at the festivities and I'd imagine some of them are a tad worse for wear.?
?Ahh, yes,? T?Mur replied, ?I have experienced the human proclivity to celebrate to an excess. My roommate at the academy always found reason to have such celebrations. I feared at times that it would hamper her studies, but she seemed to adapt well. I assume that all will recover quickly. I am disappointed that I did not have an opportunity to observe the ceremony and ensuing festivities. I find that behavior to be fascinating. I am certain I will not be seeing Petty Officer Hammons at today?s briefing, but I look forward to congratulating his union soon.?
With that she stood up saying, ?Thank you Commander. I will make my way to my quarters now, and then follow your directives.? She turned, picked up her bag and headed for the turbo lift.?
(reply Peters, IYW)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 0934) Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 17:52:19 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Main Engineering ? Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar - 0934)
Tycho looked at his PADD, flagging things he'd need to review. He was
pretty familiar with the runnings on most ships, but there were some
things he'd have to get up to speed on. That was the nature of
Engineering at Utopia Planitia, you see every class of starship roll
through if you are around a while, but living on a ship made it yours
and understanding her to the last isolinear child and bio-pack was the
job of the engineer.
As he scanned through the specs he'd already loaded - this PADD was
his personal PADD, and had small refits of its own - Tycho wove his
way through the ship. Currently the data on it was a duplicate for the
meeting before with the FO. Now he stepped quickly towards his
destination, a small inscreen map that he'd added immediately out of
the Commander's office was showing him the most direct route, so he
was pretty fast afoot.
Turning the last corner he took in the main engineering deck. Every
ship's Warp core was the same, but different. Each Engineering section
tended to start reflecting on the CEO's skills and tastes, just as the
crews settled and found a working modus after time spent. As he
scanned this particular engineering section, he kept an eye out for
the lieutenant.
Spotting her dark hair he went over, waiting until her current
conversation was complete.
(Reply Vex)
"Lt. Jordaan, I'm Ensign Tycho Alanatar, I've been transferred to the
Illuminar and the FO said I should see you to get access to the
Illuminar's classified specs, she also mentioned about helping you
reintegrate Luma?" Tycho cocked his head curiously, as his activity in
the refits wasn't cleared for the level he was obviously now getting.
(Reply Vex)
He quickly opened a clear section of data space and offered the PADD,
"I already have the main specs here, and it's keyed to my retinal
scan."
(Reply Vex)
Tycho scratched his neck briefly, "To be honest, the transfer was a
surprise to me. I came to the base from the Academy, and hadn't put in
for a transfer, but someone liked what I do, I guess?" His smile was
unassuming, and he didn't bother to try and hide behind anything
emotionally. He knew that the lieutenant was a Betazoid. One of the
first things he did had been to do a look at his direct superior's
record. No one had ever said Tycho would miss details where his work
was concerned. They had said he would get in the way of danger, but it
wasn't for lack of detail, it was a symptom of bravado bred into
martial artists and self-styled heroes of many stripes. Better I get
hurt than someone else would be the maxim that came to mind. Tycho
always appreciated superiors who lead, instead of ruled, and he
followed that same maxim.
(Reply Vex)
Tycho took the PADD back, "I've also been charged with some of the
intern cadets, I'm sure the commander already flagged them, so I
suppose my shifts will need to coordinate with theirs. That's the last
thing I know of currently."
(Reply Vex, any)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: I struggled to get out of bed today, so probably not up to too
much back and forth on this one. I'll join the christmas party in a
bit, I'm back logged on reading and slower than usual.
Also, If the time is taken, fine, fix it :P Now I shall get a fresh
pipeful and veg a while.
Also also, Apparently I'm a derp today and sent this to the wrong mailer.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0941) aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 17:04:45 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering ? acting Chief Engineering Officer,
Lieutenant(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 0941)
Vex was still wearing the large crystal around her neck, it was too big to
fit under the Starfleet uniform so it sat proudly on her chest, gleaming
and full of energy. She needed to begin the reintegration of Luma but the
process would take time, half a day or preparing and then the actual event.
She'd put it into Ensign Matrix's schedule that he should return from the
maintenance jobs he had just after 11 in the morning to assist with the
process.
He had been apart of the preparation last time and the only part he didn't
get experience with was the actual integration. Time to change that. Carson
had told her that they had two Ensigns coming aboard the Illuminar and
joining the Engineering department this morning so she intended to get them
working straight away on the prep and then also have them present at the
reintegration. The more people that were able to become experts at this the
better in her mind.
"Yes.. no.. definetely not.. sure." Vex said to the Petty Officer in front
of her who had just handed her a padd with requests from other departments
for sign off. "I don't know who authorised Security to have access to the
whole of the Officers Lounge for a meething this afternoon. That's going to
put the maintenance crews back by several hours."
"Err.." the Petty Officer said, not wanting to answer the question.
Vex looked at him and sighed, "Don't tell me." she shook her head
dramatically, "Commander Peters? I'll have words." she said with a wink and
then passed the padd back to the Petty Officer and turned around. Stood in
front of her was short, but stocky man with a long beard. She reminded her
somewhat of a "Dwarf" from the innane Holodeck Lord of the Rings games
Carson liked to play.
Taking in his stance and the fact that she had no idea who he was, she made
the assumption that this was one of her new transfers.
"Lt. Jordaan, I'm Ensign Tycho Alanatar, I've been transferred to the
Illuminar and the FO said I should see you to get access to the Illuminar's
classified specs, she also mentioned about helping you reintegrate Luma?"
Tycho cocked his head curiously.
"AHA!" She said with a start, "So you're one of my saviours? Well welcome,
Ensign! I hope you're up for a challenge, there are many systems on this
ship that you may have worked with whilst helping with the refit but it's a
whole different matter once Luma is reintegrated. Do you have space free on
your personal padd or would you prefer a new one?"
"I already have the main specs here, and it's keyed to my retinal scan."
Alantar said as he passed Vex the padd.
She took it and began transferring the information the Ensign was going to
need, the First Officers usage of the word "classified" tickled her a
little to be honest and she could feel Luma's slight amusement by the idea
behind it also. "Classified information it is," she muttered and then spoke
a little louder, "What's your experience level Ensign? Did you ask for the
transfer to Illuminar?"
Tycho scratched his neck briefly, "To be honest, the transfer was a
surprise to me. I came to the base from the Academy, and hadn't put in for
a transfer, but someone liked what I do, I guess?"
"Indeed I did." Vex said, when she'd been asked to become acting Chief, she
asked Command to keep an eye out for a few candidates that would be useful
to transfer over. It was not in the plan for her to stay Chief
indefinetely, there were other tasks that she needed to focus on so the
quicker she could get this current batch up to standard, the quicker she
could find a command candidate. She handed the padd back, "Look, I'll be
honest with you Ensign. Yourself and Ensign Transitor, I'll be looking for
some real leadership from the both of you. Trust your gut and use you
experience, even though Illuminar has been out already it's going to take
some real..." she searched for the word and after a few seconds decided she
couldn't find anything better than, "...ooomf to get ahead of the work that
needs doing to keep this ship and her inhabitants safe. Is there anything
else the First Officer mentioned to you?"
Tycho took the PADD back, "I've also been charged with some of the intern
cadets, I'm sure the commander already flagged them, so I suppose my shifts
will need to coordinate with theirs. That's the last thing I know of
currently."
"Good. The Cadets are also coming aboard this afternoon, so that leaves you
the morning to work alongside myself and Ensign Transitor once the Captain
is done with him." As the words left Vex's mouth she felt a presence enter
Main Engineering she hadn't before. Before turning around she said, "and it
looks like he just arrived." she spun on her heels so she could see the
main trotting towards her.
She had to surpress a slight smile, Transitor was the complete opposite to
Alantar. Where Alantar was short, Transitor was tall.. almost lanky. Where
Alantar was stocky, buff or well built.. Transitor was skinny. Sharing her
thoughts with Luma and having a small conversation with her about it gave
the Ensign time to close the ground with her.
(Reply Transitor)
"Another one of my saviours." she said, "Ensign Transitor, welcome aboard.
I hope you're up to diving in straight away?" Vex asked as she took his
padd from him and began declassifying the information he was going to need
to help prepare the transition. Transitor was younger than Tycho, a fresher
face.
(Reply Transitor)
"Good. This is Ensign Alantar." she said motioning towards Tycho. "He's
also joining our team on the Illuminar. What we're going to be doing this
morning Gentlement is nothing short of absolute bonkers. So I'll ask you to
bare that in mind as you read through the specifications of the device
we're working with." she paused before cupping her hands around the large
crystal dangling from her neck. "This crystal is a peice of the crystal
that Captain Sekal has used to increase the effeciency of the power
consumption within the ship. It also currently holds the consciousness of a
being known as Luma'Lenai. I am linked with Luma in a way you may struggle
to understand if you have no history with psyionic relationships. She has
taken me on as a partner, teacher and friend."
(Reply Transitor, Alantar IYW)
"It is difficult for Luma to speak with either of you now, other than
through me. Suffice to say, she's excited there new people aboard and
you'll get a full barrage of questions once we've returned her to the ships
mainframe."
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
"That's right, Luma's normal housing is the ship you're standing in.
Illuminar, as well as being an incredible step forward in technology for
Starfleet is also Luma's skin. and you're job this morning is to aide me
with the preparations of the device that was designed and built to transfer
her consciousness in and out of the mainframe."
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
"The transition itself is precarious, so obviously the preparation is
actually very... tedious." she said with a smile, "Welcome to Illuminar.
All of the main conduits in Engineering need putting into low-power mode as
well as the systems around PCC need shutting down. Whilst you're at it,
take a few Engineers and make sure the Deck 5 conduit entry points are
ready for a full flow of power. 100% nothing less." and laughed a little.
"Work together and be at the Primary Computer Core for 1120, with those
tasks completed. I'll be here if you need any help."
(Reply either, any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 0944) Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 17:50:42 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering ? Engineering Officer, Ensign (jg)
Tycho Alantar - 0944)
His eyes followed the lieutenant's spin, and he silently took in the
long frame of the new arrival. Lt. Jordaan had an upbeat personality,
he'd quickly noted, but this one, by his reactions, was another
character entirely. They were well within earshot, and their
conversation hadn't technically ended, so his ears were perked and
ready when introductions were made, and nodded at the appropriate
time.
"Good. This is Ensign Alantar." she said motioning towards Tycho.
"He's also joining our team on the Illuminar. What we're going to be
doing this morning Gentlemen is nothing short of absolute bonkers. So
I'll ask you to bear that in mind as you read through the
specifications of the device we're working with." she paused before
cupping her hands around the large crystal dangling from her neck.
"This crystal is a piece of the crystal that Captain Sekal has used to
increase the efficiency of the power consumption within the ship. It
also currently holds the consciousness of a being known as Luma'Lenai.
I am linked with Luma in a way you may struggle to understand if you
have no history with psionic relationships. She has taken me on as a
partner, teacher and friend."
Tycho listened intently, he'd always felt something of a relationship
with the mechanisms he worked on. Every piece of equipment had quirks,
even brand new ones, and if you took the time to 'listen' and
understand, it made your work that much better. He leaned in with
interest, crossing his arms to put them at rest, and interjected quite
briefly with that ubiquitous Starfleet exclamatory, "Fascinating," as
a smile crept across his features.
(Reply Transitor)
"It is difficult for Luma to speak with either of you now, other than
through me. Suffice to say, she's excited there are new people aboard
and you'll get a full barrage of questions once we've returned her to
the ships mainframe."
Tycho straightened a little at that, his excitement bubbling, "I'm
sure she will, I would love to have a conversation. I'm sure residing
within the ship?" Tycho phrased it as a question more than a
statement, since he'd just made a fairly logical, but not entirely
formed assumption, "is a unique experience." Tycho knew what it felt
like to be human, but he was always curious about others, knowing your
opponent was a big part of martial arts, but knowing the soldier at
your side was equally important.
(Reply Transitor)
"That's right, Luma's normal housing is the ship you're standing in.
Illuminar, as well as being an incredible step forward in technology
for Starfleet is also Luma's skin. and you're job this morning is to
aide me with the preparations of the device that was designed and
built to transfer her consciousness in and out of the mainframe."
(Reply Transitor)
At the word 'job', Tycho clipped his bubbling fascination to its
minimum so they could get to the meat of the work. His years of
karate, mok'bara and Romulan saber training had given him the ability
to focus and control his emotional state. Sparring with a Klingon
tended to force you to be THERE and not swayed by emotions. His gaze
was level and calm, and he took in the tasks at hand quickly and
quietly.
"The transition itself is precarious, so obviously the preparation is
actually very... tedious." she said with a smile, "Welcome to
Illuminar. All of the main conduits in Engineering need putting into
low-power mode as well as the systems around PCC need shutting down.
Whilst you're at it, take a few Engineers and make sure the Deck 5
conduit entry points are ready for a full flow of power. 100% nothing
less." and laughed a little. "Work together and be at the Primary
Computer Core for 1120, with those tasks completed. I'll be here if
you need any help."
Tycho nodded and while he stayed fairly business-like, he relaxed,
tedium didn't need him to be extra vigilant, just standard vigilant.
To him it was the difference between Yellow and Red alert. Red alert
required all your focus; Yellow alert, it depended on the task. He
turned his head up and addressed the other ensign, "Sounds like mostly
a logistics thing for the moment. We should divy up the work and crew.
(Reply Transitor)
The short amount of time they'd shared gave Tycho a smidge of a sense
that his new counterpart was, well, awkward, to say the least. The
back of his mind tickled a memory about his own father talking about
one of his students. Tycho made a mental note to call pops and
discuss. Having a teacher for a father had given Tycho a front line
view of some interesting characters over the years. All this ran
through his head while he listened to Transitor.
"I'll take Deck 5 to start, why don't you start with the port side
here?" Tycho didn't really care where he went, the task was
straightforward, but it often made things run smoother if he simply
offered to jump in somewhere.
(Reply Transitor, any)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: Left the openings for you Darryl, feel free to put your
responses to Vex ahead of mine, I just placed them after for ease of
me writing :P
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1000) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 23:34:11 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Sickbay - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1000)
T?Mur had made quick work of putting away her meager belongings away and had made arrangements for a few items she had acquired to transported over from her storage unit at the academy. She knew that the next logical step was to follow her 2O?s orders and head for the mandatory physical required by new crew members. She had spent so much time in the presence of Vulcan physicians in an effort to help her with her? problem, that being poked and prodded by medical staff no longer affected her mental outlook. It was just the way things were.
She looked around at the medical staff that were all moving a little slowly, but methodically. They clearly had enjoyed the festivities from the night before, but were professional enough to keep up their work.
She moved over to who was clearly a doctor and presented herself.
?Excuse me doctor, I was ordered to report for my initial medical exam by Comander Peters,? she said, holding out one of the Padds she had received.
(reply Solice, or anyone in Sickbay)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1005) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 20:12:18 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6:
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1005)
Quinna stood in the middle of sickbay. She had sent an order into
Starfleet to resupply sickbay and she was waiting for her delivery.
She was relieved that the wedding was over. She felt awkward sitting in
the back of the room and not interacting with the rest of the crew.
Lately, it has been evident that she has not only been disconnected with
the crew, she has also been disconnected with herself. Being at the
wedding was just a show. The Ghostly events she had on Deep Space 9 made
her wonder if she was not losing it. On top of all that. The Collar on
her dress uniform was so stiff that it choked her all night.
?Excuse me doctor, I was ordered to report for my initial medical exam by
Commander Peters,? she said, holding out one of the Padds she had received.
Startled by the ensign, ?Hi. Welcome aboard.? Quinna took the PADD with
the order and linked the PADD with her terminal. ?I am Doctor Solice. You
can call me Quinna.? Quinna then extended a hand in greeting.
(Reply T?Mur)
Quinna raided the node from the medical tricorder and ran it along the body
on the biobed in front of her.
?Tell me about you?? Quinna asked to make small talk. Since the
counselors were out for a while, she thought she would do the psych
evaluation. Quinna wanted Ariel and Alayna to get much rest. The two
deserved the time off.
(Reply T?Mur)
?Do you have any complaints physically or mentally??
(Reply T?Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1006) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 06:57:02 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Sickbay - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1006)
?Hi. Welcome aboard. I am Doctor Solice. You can call me Quinna.? The doctor extended her hand
T?Mur looked quizzically at the offered hand. As a general rule she did not like touching others. It tended to activate her telepathy. This often led to other problems. Then there will be the yelling and the shame. However, the hand did not move. She took a deep breath, steeled herself, reinforced her self control and shook the friendly offering as quickly as possible to avoid being rude.
?I am Ensign T?Mur,? she said tensely. ?Ummm? you can call me T?Mur. I?m afraid there is not short version of my name.?
(reply Solice IYW)
Quinna raided the node from the medical tricorder and ran it along the body on the biobed in front of her.
?Tell me about you?? Quinn asked.
T?mir thought it odd that the doctor would ask such a personal, and broad, question while scanning a body on a boiled. The Vulcan could only assume that the body belonged to a participant in the previous nights festivities, and was having a bit more trouble recuperating. However, it did not appear as if he were in any position to hear what was being said.
?That is a broad question, is there something more specific you would like to know? My entire life story might take more time than you have available to you, considering you are treating another patient at this time.?
?Do you have any complaints physically or mentally?? shortened her question.
T?mir stood stiffly and said, ?At present I do not have any mental or physical complaints. I rarely complain about anything.? Then she took a deep breath, as the doctor would discover for herself eventually. ?That being said, I should inform you that I have been diagnosed with Pa?nar Syndrome, and I do have some underlying conditions that have stemmed from that. I have had some neurological degradation, and I require some minor treatment for this condition. In fact, lack of treatment could lead to some ? unusual emotional outbursts.
(reply Solice)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1020) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 21:50:24 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1020)
T?mur stood stiffly and said, ?At present I do not have any mental or
physical complaints. I rarely complain about anything.? Then she took a
deep breath, as the doctor would discover for herself eventually. ?That
being said, I should inform you that I have been diagnosed with Pa?nar
Syndrome, and I do have some underlying conditions that have stemmed from
that. I have had some neurological degradation, and I require some minor
treatment for this condition. In
fact, lack of treatment could lead to some ? unusual emotional outbursts.?
?We will continue those treatments. But let me ask? As a Med student, I
had to learn about Pa?Nar Syndrome? I know, in 2154, a cure was found.
What happened as I have not read a case where the cure did not help. ?
(Reply T?Mur)
?Of course I will keep this confidential and I will approve your medical
and psychological evaluations, but please be aware the counseling team is
composed with betazoids.?
(Reply T?Mur)
?For full disclosure, I thought you should know, in case you have one of
those outburst.? Quinna added since she knew how private Vulcans can be.
(Reply T?Mur)
?We are done here, you are cleared for Duty.? Quinna said as she entered
her clearance into her official log.
(Reply T?Mur TYL)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1021) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 08:09:32 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Sickbay - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1021)
T?Mur nodded at the acknowledgment of the treatment plan. Then the doctor went on.
"I know, in 2154, a cure was found,? she said. " What happened as I have not read a case where the cure did not help.?
T?Mur noddded, ?Indeed, there is a cure. However, in that era Vulcans had just began to tap into their telepathic abilities, and the lack of training had required more cause for treatment. Over the past 295 years our abilities have been honed, and the need for such treatments have been far less. In fact, there has not been a case of Pa?nar Syndrome in the region I lived for nearly 159 years. Supposed I could liken it to the Earth?s disease known as measles. By the time I had been diagnosed I had already suffered degradation. But part of the treatment is another mind meld with a trained healer. That was more difficult to come by. By the time they had treated mr Pa?nar it was already too late for a full recovery, or at least that is what I had been told. I believe that there is more to this treatment than I received.?
She paused for a moment, then opted to look at the doctor with some release of her vulnerability. ?If you know about the syndrome you know that it was caused by an untrained or improper mind meld technique. It is difficult to speak of but this mind meld occurred during an? assault upon my body. I was literally raped physically and telepathically. I have not told this to many people, as you may imagine. It is? embarrassing. And I still have a trepidation with telepathic contact.?
?Of course I will keep this confidential,? the doctor replied," and I will approve your medical and psychological evaluations, but please be aware the counseling team is composed with betazoids.?
T?Muir nodded, ?I am aware of the crew compliment doctor.?
?For full disclosure, I thought you should know,? the doctor added, "in case you have one of those outburst.?
T?Mur nodded, ?I appreciate your candor doctor, and your confidentiality. This is not something I want known to the general crew,? She was certain that she would not be able to go through another bought of ostracizing.
?We are done her, you are cleared for duty,? the doctor announced.
?Thank you doctor,? T?Mur said and produced another, private PADD. ?Here is the treatment plan I have been undergoing. It would be beneficial if you became familiar with it. I will check in for my first treatment within the week.?
With that T?Mur left, thinking that it was odd that she was cleared for duty and the doctor never actually examined her. ~This is a very odd ship.~
(reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1045) Pilot Ensign (sg) Vic 'Raid' Montero
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 21:36:25 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.1500
(USS Illuminar- Deck 10, Shuttlebay ? Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero -
1045)
Vic had returned to the Illuminar at 0900, and dropped his travel back
in his quarters before heading to the shuttlebay.Checking in with the
FCO who was still grumbling about the Utopia engineers crawling through
?his? shuttlebay.
Vic grabbed a cup of coffee and grabbed a PADD to read the after-action
reports on the training exercises.Commander Metcalf, ?Viper? really did
a detailed analysis of the scenario and the response of him and his wingman.
Viper?s observations were very astute, as expected for the commander of
flight school.He commended both Badger and his actions, although
expressed his concern that they had to redline their ships to catch up
to the breakaway fighters.The new microtorpedo rockets performed
adequately, but more tests were needed, and they had to be done under
real conditions.
Vic wondered if they could get some of those rockets for The Hillary
could probably accept them better than the shuttles.He would have to
reach out to the FXO Grey Wolf and see if she felt the upgrade from was
worth it.Of course, who knew how long Star Fleet logistics would take to
approve and fill the request.
Finishing the report and his coffee, he went back to the FCO?s
office.?So I heard you and Gunsmoke made quite the impression.?
?Yea, Viper got us into a simulation with Badger and Merlin as wing
mate.It was pretty harried, but fun none the less.?
?You miss fighters?? he asked
?You know it.Viper read me the riot act, so I?ve got some work to do.?
?Sounds good, why don?t you start by doing a checkout of the shuttles.I
don?t really trust those engineers in my shuttle bay.?
Vic chuckled, ?Hand me the PADD, and I?ll get started.?
?There better not be a chip out of the paint, you hear me.?
?Of course, Space Boss,? Vic said.
(Reply none, unless we have new pilots)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1120) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 14:17:52 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 ? Primary Computer Core ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
Dieter Gregory ? 1120)
Gregory had been summoned to the Primary Computer Core by the Chief of
Engineering, Lieutenant Jordaan.He?d not had much time to interact with
her during the last mission, so he felt good that he was
called.Operations and Engineering have to work closely together, so
starting to learn each others style was important.
SPOTS, of course, tagged along.After passing by the security guards, the
pair entered the room.
?Thanks for joining us.It?s always helpful to have someone from Ops to
keep an eye on things as we go through this.I?m always fearful that
we?re going to destroy something elsewhere on the ship when we do this.
Oh?And what?s this?? Jordaan asked, pointing to SPOTS
Gregory smiled, ?This is SPOTS, Specialized Portable Operations
Troubleshooting System.It?s a design I?ve been tinkering with since my
time on DS9.I finally got to construct version 0.9 here.Not all the
features I?ve envisioned have been implemented yet, but its designed to
help identify and troubleshoot issues with its operator.I?ve enhanced
sensors and spectrum detection over our tricorders.Using the ears as
receivers has given an approximate 30% improvement over the tricorder.?
?That is correct Lieutenant Jordaan.SPOTS is designed to help you in
your tasks.SPOTS is a good boy.?The robot replied.
"Well. I have the perfect test for it, if you're up for it. During the
transference if you can use SPOTs to gather as much information as you
can from the crystal that'd be worth it. We've never managed to get
particularly accurate sensor information as the ship's Primary Computer
shuts down for part of the process and the tri-corders aren't strong
enough to get any useful info."Jordaan said.
?Affirmative, Lieutenant Jordaan.I will monitor the crystal for you.?
Gregory moved over to a spare terminal and interfaced with Operations on
the bridge, giving the crewman there a heads-up about the impending
operation.
?It still amazes me about this Luma.I?ve met her briefly, but should
learn more about the entity that is occupying the ship, see how she can
help operations and more,? Gregory said to no one in particular.
Jordaan was busy briefing the engineers, when she mentioned the
interface and the plans for same.Gregory would have to make a note of
that for later investigation.
Gregory watched as the Lieutenant began some breathing exercises.Almost
show time.
(Reply any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1121) EngO Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 01:59:16 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - Engineering Officer, Ens (jg)
Tycho Alantar - 1121)
The acting CEO turned to the three Ensigns in front of her, "Ensign
Matrix if you'll take the primary console. You know what you're
looking for, any overloads, stresses on the PCC you need to begin
siphoning off power. Ensign Transitor & Alantar you both finished the
tasks set?"
(Reply Matrix, Transitor)
Tycho chimed in with the others, no need to get wordy, so it was a
quick, "yes," and on with things for him.
"Good. We're about to use the transfer device," she moved towards the
large triangular metallic object which was attached to the Primary
Computer Core. "This is the second version of a device I designed to
provide Luma with a way of transferring too and from the PCC. The
first time we did this it was a seperate device plugged in to the USS
Mystiques core. During the Illuminars design & construction phase it
became obvious that Captain Sekal wanted Luma as a crew member so the
design was incorporated into the PCC. This makes the transfer
significantly safer. As senior members of Engineering and Operations,
I have made the designs for this device open to you, if you can find
any way to make this operation safer going forward or any ideas on how
to better the design, please let me know."
(Reply any)
"Ensign Transitor can I ask you to monitor the output on the Transfer
device? If the levels here and here begin to fluctuate rapidly, begin
drawing more power from the ships Power Systems. If they drop below
here, then, and I joke not, you're all ordered to get out of this room
immediately."
(Reply any/all)
Tycho nodded and rolled his shoulders, something he did any time he
was really needing to focus, he followed Lt. Jordaan's summons and
listened as she spoke and indicated at the console.
"Ensign Alantar, you're over here please." she walked over to the
secondary console, "When Matric indicates you'll need to be the one
initiating the different phases. This is vitally important, these are
done in the correct order and speed. Otherwise we're going to cause
massive issues within the ship's systems."
He nodded and only quiped out a simple, all business, "Yes, ma'am,"
before stepping up to the console and inputting the commands that
quickly configured the display to work with his preferences. The
information required could be displayed differently, some crew members
even needed to adjust the colouring of the displays to match what
their visual spectrum equated to. He made a mental note to play with
that idea later, he had a feeling it would be a good exercise once he
teased it out a bit.
"OK. Here we go." Vex said as she breathed in and out for a few
moments to centre herself.
(Reply all mentioned)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: I knew I was still missing a reply to something, I'm not going
to add anything for the sake of I have no idea what's next in this
process ;)
PS I think that's an ok time slot?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1121,1126) EO, Ensign Matrix
From: scottmatrixstf at gmail.com (scottmatrixstf at gmail.com)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 07:54:23 -0700
NRPG: Apologies to be absent. RL has been nutty busy. Just a short on ramp back into the RPG.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - Engineering Officer, Ensign Scott Matrix - 1121)
Scott was running behind, but just made it into engineering to hear the CEO start her brief.
"Ah, Ensign Matrix. Just in time." Vex shouted across the room. "Ready to go? Ensigns Transitor & Alantar, our new recruits will be assisting and I've asked Lieutenant Gregory to come along to participate if required."
Matrix scanned the room briefly, ?Absolutely.?
"Once we're done, it'll probably be worth your while getting to know the newbies. It'll be nice to have some people that can take some of the weight off these shoulders."
?I will be happy to show everyone around and get to know them. Nice to meet you all.? Scott replied.
Scott moved with the group to deck 5 and waited for the CEO to give her instructions.
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - Engineering Officer, Ensign Scott Matrix - 1126)
"Ensign Matrix if you'll take the primary console. You know what you're looking for, any overloads, stresses on the PCC you need to begin siphoning off power. Ensign Transitor & Alantar you both finished the tasks set?"
?Understood?we?ll keep a close eye on everything.? Replied Matrix.
"Good. We're about to use the transfer device," she moved towards the large triangular metallic object which was attached to the Primary Computer Core. "This is the second version of a device I designed to provide Luma with a way of transferring too and from the PCC. The first time we did this it was a seperate device plugged in to the USS Mystiques core. During the Illuminars design & construction phase it became obvious that Captain Sekal wanted Luma as a crew member so the design was incorporated into the PCC. This makes the transfer significantly safer. As senior members of Engineering and Operations, I have made the designs for this device open to you, if you can find any way to make this operation safer going forward or any ideas on how to better the design, please let me know."
~Interesting.~ thought Scott. ~This should be good.~
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1130) aCEO Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 15:41:14 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - acting Chief Engineering
Officer, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 1130)
Slowly lifting the necklace over her head she stood in the middle of the
room focusing on it for a moment.
::Ready?:: she asked Luma. She could feel the tenseness within the room,
everyone could feel how stressful this situation was.
(Reply Luma)
"Lieutenant Gregory, could you?" she nodded to the tri-pod set of arms
which were being held stationary by the computer core wall console. "If you
could have the computer open to 23 degrees and hold firm."
(Reply Gregory)
Unlinking the chain from the gem which was large enough that it required
both hands. Once Dieter had manuevered the arms into the correct position,
she placed the crystal fragment so it was held in place by each arm.
"Ensigns, begin monitoring transfer. SPOTS if you can feed the sensor data
directly into the Illuminars computer that'd be ideal." ~Though no idea if
you can~ she thought to herself, before the knelt down and began focusing
all of her energy on Luma, ready to aid her wherever she could.
(Reply Luma, Dieter, Transitor, Alanatar)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1132) SPC Luma'lenai
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 00:11:30 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - SPC Luma'lenai - 1132)
Luma did not enjoy the transfer from crystalline form to computer or back
again. It was stressful and although Luma did not confide this in her Vex,
one day Luma was frightened that she would be lost in the subspace matrixes
that the crystalline fragment was connected to. The chance of being lost
skyrocketed during the transfer process.
Vex asked Luma if she was ready to return to the Illuminar and be grounded
in the skin once again. ::Luma is ready. My Vex is ready to be alone again
with our Carson?:: Luma claimed Carson as hers because he belonged to Vex
and the bond between the Lenai and her bondmate was indescribable to those
from the outside. Tighter than that of an imzadi, tighter than twin or
mating, it was needed to be so tight to anchor the Lenai in the present.
The time-hopping capability could cause Luma to lose herself without a
temporal anchor.
As the crystal was placed in the transfer device and Vex concentrated,
aiding Luma in the transfer back to the gel packs, the power spiked across
the bio neural gelpack system as Luma began the process of reintegration,
spreading her consciousness in such a way that she was evenly spread across
the ship. At 25% integration Luma was able to relax and the tight bond
with Vex relaxed. The power spikes began to calm, although the main EPS
pathway from interface to computer was red-lined through the entire process.
What seemed like forever was in fact only about a quarter of an hour. The
warmth and glow of the crystal in the transfer device began to fade and the
sense of vibrancy to the crystal disappeared. Another minute passed and an
audible crack was heard as the Anelurian Crystal fragment shattered into
four pieces.
::Our Sekal is going to be very cross that Luma broke his crystal. :: Luma
sounded contrite and a bit sad. ::Luma did not mean too.::
The Lenai's voice when spoken over the computer speakers was rich and warm,
completely unlike the antiseptic voice of a normal computer.
=^= This one is called Luma and she is of the Lenai. The small ones not the
Dieter will introduce themselves to Luma. Luma knows the Dieter well since
he helps to fix issues with the skin. The nameless small ones are now
assistants to My Vex and keep the skin able to run.=^= The Lenai's very
friendly voice hardened into what one might recognize as ptsd.
=^= If the nameless small ones attempt to circumvent Luma's access to the
skin's power, especially the ability to go, Luma will put that small one
into the time out until the Vice Admiral Saleke may come.=^= The Lenai gave
ger warning once, but the taste of fear was bitter in the air, even for the
non-telepaths.
Having a telepathic alien eons old living in the ship could cause
misunderstandings. Luma quieted for a moment as she focused on her
reintegration, the ship seeming to come alive deck by deck, compartment by
compartment.
(Reply engineering, dieter)
(Posted by Mel)
Nrpg: the crystal shattering would be around 20 minutes into the transfer.
The reintegration takes hours after the first 50 minutes of finicky and
fluctuating power levels.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1132) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 20:02:02 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
Dieter Gregory -1132)
Gregory watched as Lieutenant Jordaan took the necklace off.Nodding to
some remote-controlled arms, she spoke ?Lieutenant Gregory, could you?If
you could have the computer open to 23 degrees and hold firm.?
?Acknowledged,? he said.Typing some controls into the terminal, he
watched as the arms moved into position.
Jordaan placed the crystal into the arms."Ensigns, begin monitoring
transfer. SPOTS if you can feed the sensor data directly into the
Illuminars computer that'd be ideal."
SPOTS spoke ?I am able to interface with any Federation system.?
?Interface established,? the dog said, as his ears started to move back
and forth.
Gregory typed some commands into his station.He pulled up the sensor
readings that SPOTs was sending to the system.
?Noting alpha waves at 13 hertz.Delta at 5 hertz. Also noting
vibrational energy at frequency of 850 kilohertz.?
Gregory kept making notes as the frequencies changed, and the amplitudes
showed sporadic peaks.
?Uh, Lieutenant, there is a frequency spike at 750 hertz.Its climbing
and showing a phase modulation of increasing to sin theta.It?s
increasing with a phase shift of -90.?Gregory said.
?Second spike at 600 hertz.?
A loud crack was heard, and the crystal fragmented into four pieces.
Out of the computer speakers came a voice.
=^= This one is called Luma and she is of the Lenai. The small ones not
the Dieter will introduce themselves to Luma. Luma knows the Dieter well
since he helps to fix issues with the skin. The nameless small ones are
now assistants to My Vex and keep the skin able to run.=^= The Lenai's
very friendly voice hardened into what one might recognize as ptsd.
=^= If the nameless small ones attempt to circumvent Luma's access to
the skin's power, especially the ability to go, Luma will put that small
one into the time out until the Vice Admiral Saleke may come.=^=
?Well, that seemed to be successful,? Gregory said.?We got good data
Lieutenant.Do you want me to analyze it??
(Reply Jordaan, Luma, others)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1144) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 17:51:13 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - ACOps, Lt(jg) Dieter
Gregory - 1144)
Gregory tapped his comm badge, ?Medical to Primary Computer Core.Medical
Emergency.?
(Reply Medical)
?SPOTS, keep monitoring,? he said as he moved to Jordann?s side.
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - ACOps, Lt(jg) Dieter
Gregory - 1148)
?What .. Happened?? Lieutenant Jordaan asks.
?Are you ok, Lieutenant??
(Reply Jordaan)
?Near as I can tell, there was some frequency feedback within the system
that set off a resonant harmonic in the 600 hertz range.
?Clearly, we?ll have to analyze all the data, see if we can pinpoint
what caused the harmonic frequency.SPOTS was uploading data and we?ll
see what everyone has on their sensors.Let?s get you to medical and your
engineers can analyze the data.I?ll make sure they have the necessary
computer resources.We may want to get one of the geologists involved too.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1150) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 21:28:38 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core CMO Lt. Quinna Solice - 1150)
Gregory tapped his comm badge, ?Medical to Primary Computer Core. Medical
Emergency.?
?On the way.? Quinna snapped to the call. She had been in Sickbay the
entire time enjoying the mild duty roster. With the comms closed, she
spoke aloud. ?What the crap is going on?? Grabbing a medkit, Quinna
sprinted out the door and down the hall. Luckily Primary Computer Control
was on the other side of the deck.
The doors slid open and Quinna jolted to her patient. ?Take it easy
Jordaan,? Quinna said as she pulled her tricorder and began to scan the
Lieutenant. ?Someone want to tell me what happened?? Quinna
asked/ordered.
(Reply Gregory, Jordaan, any)
?Near as I can tell, there was some frequency feedback within the system
that set off a resonant harmonic in the 600 hertz range.
?Clearly, we?ll have to analyze all the data, see if we can pinpoint what
caused the harmonic frequency. SPOTS was uploading data and we?ll see what
everyone has on their sensors. Let?s get you to medical and your engineers
can analyze the data. I?ll make sure they have the necessary computer
resources. We may want to get one of the geologists involved too.?
?Luckily there is no major damage. How are you feeling?? Quinna said as
she prepared a hypospray.?
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory others)
?Here, I will give you something for your headache.? Quinna administered
the pain killer. ?Can you leave things alone and call it a day?? Quinna
asked.
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1150) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 15:57:46 +0000 (UTC)
when you get to sickbay, cue me in
On Saturday, December 19, 2020, 10:29:01 PM EST, Kris Bailey via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
?
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core CMO Lt. Quinna Solice? - 1150)
Gregory tapped his comm badge, ?Medical to Primary Computer Core.? Medical Emergency.??
?On the way.?? Quinna snapped to the call.? She had been in Sickbay the entire time enjoying the mild duty roster.? ? With the comms closed, she spoke aloud.? ?What the crap is going on?? Grabbing a medkit, Quinna sprinted out the door and down the hall.? Luckily Primary Computer Control was on the other side of the deck.
The doors slid open and Quinna jolted to her patient.? ?Take it easy Jordaan,?? Quinna said as she pulled her tricorder and began to scan the Lieutenant.? ?Someone want to tell me what happened??? Quinna asked/ordered.??
?(Reply Gregory, Jordaan, any)
?Near as I can tell, there was some frequency feedback within the system that set off a resonant harmonic in the 600 hertz range.?
? ?Clearly, we?ll have to analyze all the data, see if we can pinpoint what caused the harmonic frequency.? SPOTS was uploading data and we?ll see what everyone has on their sensors.? Let?s get you to medical and your engineers can analyze the data.? I?ll make sure they have the necessary computer resources.? We may want to get one of the geologists involved too.?
?Luckily there is no major damage.? How are you feeling??? Quinna said as she prepared a hypospray.?
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory others)
?Here, I will give you something for your headache.?? Quinna administered the pain killer.? ?Can you leave things alone and call it a day??? Quinna asked.
?
(Reply Jordaan, Gregory any)
?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1150) aCEO, Lt Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 00:09:32 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia
Jordaan - 1150)
?Are you ok, Lieutenant??
She had a splitting headache but other than she felt... fine. Before she
could respond the doors slid open and the sounds of rushing feet made her
turn her head to see the Chief Medical officer rushing towards them,
?Someone want to tell me what happened?? she ordered as she reached them
and bent down to Vex' level.
"Yes, I'd very much like to know that too." she said, looking over the now
broken crystal.
?Near as I can tell, there was some frequency feedback within the system
that set off a resonant harmonic in the 600 hertz range.
?Clearly, we?ll have to analyze all the data, see if we can pinpoint what
caused the harmonic frequency. SPOTS was uploading data and we?ll see what
everyone has on their sensors. Let?s get you to medical and your engineers
can analyze the data. I?ll make sure they have the necessary computer
resources. We may want to get one of the geologists involved too.?
?Luckily there is no major damage. How are you feeling?? Quinna said as
she prepared a hypospray.
Standing slowly, Vex regained her balance. Reaching out she could feel Luma
worrying, but also focusing on the task of reintegrating herself back into
the ships mainframe. "Ensigns," Vex asked turning to the two newbies.
"Could you gather the crystals and have them taken down to Science, We need
a full molecular breakdown and an investigative study into why this could
have happened." she swayed for a moment, before meeting her eyes back to
the Doctor, "Hm? Oh yes, no, I'm fine. Just a splitting headache and a
sense of... extreme space."
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
?Here, I will give you something for your headache.? Quinna administered
the pain killer. ?Can you leave things alone and call it a day?? Quinna
asked.
Part of her mind was focusing on Luma, the other was wondering what had
happened this time which hadn't before. "Hm? Call it for a day. Doctor, you
know better than that." Vex joked. "Luma is still integrating, until that
happens I won't get a moments peace. I will however retire to my office and
wait this out." she pointed to her head.
(Reply any present)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 , 1154) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
From: defiantflyer at gmail.com (Darryl McDaniel)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 07:49:01 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - Ensign (jg) Jordan
Transitor - 1154)
Jordan nodded at the command to grab the crystals and take them to a
science lab to analyze them. He scurried over to where they were laying and
gathered several up and clutched them to his chest. He looked over at the
other ensign, not wanting to waste any time getting to their destination.
"You take the rest and we race there?" he questioned, trying to gage the
response from his newly acquired colleague.
(Reply Alantar)
Jordan immediately sensed that it wasn't the time for running, especially
while carrying something as important as the crystal's they were
just ordered to review. He altered his demeanor and calmly walked out of
the room and towards the turbolift to head down to a science lab.
"Maybe we just use multi-use science labs on deck 6. We can have our own
space and not have anyone touch our stuff."
He made the proposition to Tycho already having made up his mind that
that's where they were going.
(reply Alantar)
After approaching the turbo lift there was no wait as the doors opened and
several officers exited it as the doors swooshed open. Jordan jumped in
ahead of Tycho and smiled.
"Deck 6, " he called out. The turbolift doors closed and began to travel to
the commanded destination.
(reply Alantar, any)
(Posted by Darryl McDaniel)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -1155) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 20:39:15 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.1500
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers???1155)
Devers was in the gym, pushing more iron.Even though the doctor had told
him to rest, his Kru Saget Petchyindee, had always had his
students.Standing at the squat rack, he has 200 kgs on the bar.Getting
under the bar, he settled it on his upper trapezius.Making sure it was
seated correctly, he started the movement.Slow and steady, hold each one
at the bottom.Finishing his first set of ten, he racked the bar for a
thirty second rest.
A person he?d not seen before walked into the gym.A Vulcan.She moved
over to an open spot and began warming up.
Devers refocused and got under the bar again. He kicked off his second
set of reps, and then a third.
Taking the weights off the bar, he put 200 kg on a different bar.He
chalked his hands up and stood in front of the bar beginning his Clean
and Jerk routine.
As he finished the set, realized the room was suddenly silent. Looking
to where everyone?s eyes were looking at the newest addition to the
gym.Devers looked at her, doing a one-handed handstand.That was an
impressive move.She clearly had both balance and strength.
Devers put his weights away and moved over to the heavy bag.Putting on
his fighting gloves, he started hitting the bag, interspersing his
punches with various kicks. As he worked the bag, he glanced over at the
newcomer again.She was working through some form of martial arts he was
unfamiliar with.
He grabbed a towel and draped it over his shoulders.As the woman
finished, he approached her.
?Hello, what were those moves you were performing?I?ve not seen that
before,? the man said.?Sorry, where are my manners, I?m Hercules Devers,
a petty officer in Security.?
(Reply T?Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (06 - 1157) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 12:23:43 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 5-Primary Computer Core ACOps Lieutenant (jg)
Dieter Gregory ? 1157)
Gregory looked on as the Doctor treated Lieutenant Jordaan.?Ensigns, can
you gather the crystals and have them taken down to Science.We need a
full molecular breakdown and an investigative study into why this could
have happened.?
The new Ensign, Jordan Transitor, started gathering the crystal
fragments while speaking to Ensign Alantar, another new member of the
engineering staff, ?You take the rest and we race there??
Gregory watched them scoop up the remaining fragments, ?SPOTS, go with
them and keep monitoring for any residual activity or harmonics and stay
with them until they don?t need you anymore.?
?Yes Master,? came the voice from the robot dog.
As the two Ensigns left, SPOTS in tow, Gregory began uploading all the
data gathered during the transfer process and resulting crystal
breakage, hoping they could make heads or tails of it.
Turning his attention back to his colleague, ?Lieutenant Jordaan, let me
help you to your office.Your quarters might be a better place to rest if
you?re going to ignore the doctor?s orders.?
(Reply Jordaan, Transitor, Alantar)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 , 1158) Engineering Ensign (jg) Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 15:41:52 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - Ensign (jg) Jordan
Transitor - 1158)
Tycho had so quickly moved to grab a piece of crystal that he'd almost
missed the conversation that flowed around him.
"You take the rest and we race there?"
The question broke him out of the concentration he'd entered, having
been eager to get information on the exploded crystal as soon after
the event as he could.
He glanced up and nodded, grinning a bit at the "race" aspect, "Sure,
though racing probably won't help us much."
He chuckled softly, but even so was efficient enough to close out his
console quickly and gather the crystal and his PADD, there was so much
new to this ship that he kept it close at hand for reference, even if
his time at the Shipyards had given him an intimate knowledge of most
ships' infrastructure.
Not really that concerned about races or speed, Tycho trailed a little
behind his obviously eager counterpart. When Transitor slowed to a
more reasonable pace, Tycho caught up and they finished the trip, with
only a little shop talk along the way.
"Maybe we just use multi-use science labs on deck 6. We can have our
own space and not have anyone touch our stuff."
After the comment, the younger engineer turned and headed directly for
the turbo that would take them to the location he'd already suggested.
Didn't matter in terms of tools and materials available so Tycho
simply nodded and followed along, continuing parts of his evaluation
byt holding the crystal shard to the light.
"That lab should suit our needs," he walked and talked as they came to
the lift doors, which opened almost on command, spewing out some other
officers headed to whatever place they needed to be.
Tycho noticed the way Transitor entered the turbolift, the way he
smiled was, well, unusual. The taller, thinner man called out their
deck destination.
(Reply any, none)
(Posted by Lorenz W)
NRPG: just closing the thread of the walk to the lab, lab work will be
in a new post, mostly for my brain filing than anything else. If the
timing is off, slap me and fix it in the compile LOL
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 , 1158) Engineering Ensign (jg) Tycho Alantar REPOST
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 16:25:30 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - Ensign (jg) Tycho
Alantar - 1158)
Tycho had so quickly moved to grab a piece of crystal that he'd almost
missed the conversation that flowed around him.
"You take the rest and we race there?"
The question broke him out of the concentration he'd entered, having
been eager to get information on the exploded crystal as soon after
the event as he could.
He glanced up and nodded, grinning a bit at the "race" aspect, "Sure,
though racing probably won't help us much."
He chuckled softly, but even so was efficient enough to close out his
console quickly and gather the crystal and his PADD, there was so much
new to this ship that he kept it close at hand for reference, even if
his time at the Shipyards had given him an intimate knowledge of most
ships' infrastructure.
Not really that concerned about races or speed, Tycho trailed a little
behind his obviously eager counterpart. When Transitor slowed to a
more reasonable pace, Tycho caught up and they finished the trip, with
only a little shop talk along the way.
"Maybe we just use multi-use science labs on deck 6. We can have our
own space and not have anyone touch our stuff."
After the comment, the younger engineer turned and headed directly for
the turbo that would take them to the location he'd already suggested.
Didn't matter in terms of tools and materials available so Tycho
simply nodded and followed along, continuing parts of his evaluation
by holding the crystal shard to the light.
"That lab should suit our needs," he walked and talked as they came to
the lift doors, which opened almost on command, spewing out some other
officers headed to whatever place they needed to be.
Tycho noticed the way Transitor entered the turbolift, the way he
smiled was, well, unusual. The taller, thinner man called out their
deck destination.
(Reply any, none)
(Posted by Lorenz W)
NRPG: just closing the thread of the walk to the lab, lab work will be
in a new post, mostly for my brain filing than anything else. If the
timing is off, slap me and fix it in the compile LOL
Also, repost because I messed up the header.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 1200)Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2020 21:49:49 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 5 Holosuite ?Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1200)
Keung was wearing his EVA drop suit, in anticipation of an orbital insertion. When transporters or shuttles were not desirable modes of transport, it was sometimes necessary to perform an orbital insertion, which was just a nice way of saying jumping off a starship at the extremities of the exosphere and plummeting all the way down to the surface in a "controlled" fall. A failed orbital jump was, in the quaint Earth phrase, literally jumping to a conclusion.
Everything required to survive the jump was engineered into the suits, and there was little for the jumper to do except steering the fall, then deploying the chutes and antigrav fields at a lower altitude, before hopefully coming to a safe landing. Still, there were many opportunities for things to go wrong, and when they did there would be precious little time to react.
Standing at the ventral airlock, with the egress hatch at his feet, surrounded by red-marked torpedo casings and breaching equipment, He felt the usual tension that marked his moments before any mission. He knew that as soon as he started to do something the tension will be replaced by calmness. It?s only a simulation, thought Keung, but he felt the tension. Keung tried to remember if he actually set safety protocols.
Keung made his final checks, checking the seals and status readouts. As the final seal was locked, the suits began to pressurize internally, preserving the correct atmosphere, humidity and nitrogen-oxygen mix. Keung also checked for leaks and bends in the joints and seams. . If any of the joints was not fully hermetic, Keung realised it would be quite a painful and messy way to die as soon he was exposed in the near vacuum of space.
The airlock alarm sounded, signalling that the hatch was about to open. Keung looked down at Below them was the panorama of the planet, brilliantly blue and green and white and grey, reminding him of Earth.
"Lowering gravity field," said the computer. "Adjusting gradient..."
Keung could feel himself floating slightly off the deck, as the pull of gravity suddenly receded. He had been zero-G trained and was prepared for this, but he remembered the first time he experienced the absence of gravity, he had been so nauseated he almost threw up in his helmet... But that was already years ago although he admits he had little time Zero G time.
The hatch snapped open beneath Keung. Between the pull of planetary gravity and the instant depressurisation from the airlock, they were expelled from the starship as if he had been fired from a cannon.
At this altitude it almost appeared he was suspended motionless, and Keungn always found himself disoriented by the absence of any feeling of speed. In a near-vacuum, he heard no noise besides his own breath and the pounding of his heart and the soft hiss of the life support system. Only his wrist panel showed that he was already fast approaching terminal velocity. .
Keung inhaled and exhaled in a controlled pattern, just as he had been trained to. He forced his lungs to work and managed to regulate his heart rate to keep them down. He soared through the upper stratosphere, feeling like a shooting star. The sensation was incredible. Of course, he only had one chance here at landing correctly, at this breakneck speed they were flying at..
A computer voice sounded in his helmet, ?you have incoming company. Bearing zero-zero-seven mark three-six on your forward quarter. Fast and light. I think it' starfighter. It is changing course, headed in your direction. It has locked onto you.?
Keung was surprise as he wasn?t expecting this. To fight a opponent in close combat was one thing, but a ship, no matter how small, was another matter. Anyway he had to deal with that, the sooner the better. Even if he could reach his hand phaser and hit a flying target whilst he himself was in motion, the power from the phaser wouldn't even begin to bother a Starfighter.
Through the silence, Keung sotted the very faint movement which marked the location of the approaching starfighter. A few seconds later, long yellow streaks of phaser energy reached out towards him, flashing past almost randomly, missing him
Keung instantly knew what had to be done. He carried a part of prismatic charges.and armed the charges, setting it on a five minute detonation countdown. ...
"Detonation sequence initiated? He heard the computer.
He let go of the charges after calculating how long before the starfighter would makes it run at him and hoped that the charges would act as a mine.
It occurred to Keung that the starfighter once the charges explored, not only the starfighter would be destroyed but he would incinerated as well. This time he wasn?t going to take any chances that the safety protocols would be on.
?Computer. End program.? Called out Keung.
Instantly the simulation ended leaving Keung on the deck feeling greatly relived. ?Save Keung 1A.?
He would come back to that simulation with a different strategy later.
(reply none)
(posted by John)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1200) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 00:10:07 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1200)
The few hours of inactivity was already starting to play havoc with T?Mur?s sense of peace. One of the results of her Pa?nar syndrome was that her muscles tended to ache when she is not active. She also grew restless and irritable. She know that she had to be prime condition for the briefing at 1500 so she decided that a quick workout would do wonders to calmer body, and her mind.
She was a little self conscious about the other crewmen in the gym, but absolutely refused to workout in the solitude of a holodeck, which only heightened the sense of ostracization she typically felt most of the time. Taking a deep, cleansing breath she stepped into the room and headed for an unoccupied corner of the room. She methodically set out her water container, towel and mat then began to stretch.
Once warmed up she began one of her more advanced yoga routines. She was extremely flexible, and her muscles rippled slightly as she pushed them to their limit. At one point she was in an inverted, one handed, straddle and she opened her eyes to notice that the room had stopped and was looking at her. She realized that she needed to move on before she was totally disruptive.
She began to go through her forms of Sus?Mahn, paying particular attention to her strikes. She visualized opponents and moved smoothly through the forms.
(reply anyone that would like to engage with T?Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1201) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
From: defiantflyer at gmail.com (Darryl McDaniel)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 12:06:58 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 Science Lab - Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor - 1201)
Ensign Transitor entered the room and was relieved to see that it was
vacant and had been for some time as all stations in the room were dimmed
signifying a powered down state. He was relieved because as he had
previously stated he wanted to be able to work without interruption from
anyone else entering the room; he would have to get over the fact that he
was assigned to analyze the crystals with the other engineering ensign, a
fact that was minute at this point and time.
Jordan placed the crystals he was carrying into the scanning
receptacle centrally located in the room.
Addressing Tycho," We saw frequency spikes at 750 hertz and ..."
(reply Alantar)
"CORRECT!" Jordan exclaimed, with his volume mirroring his level of
excitement.
He began drawing in the air and equation.
"There was an issue with the energy consumption rate of return. Computer,
scan the crystal fragments and determine their energy absorption rate."
[Absorption rate calculated at 4.48 mega joules per centimeter squared.]
~thats 1.25 off from the original specs.~ he thought to himself shaking his
head.
"Calculate the percentage of deviation"
The computer returned a prompt response.
[Deviation in energy consumption rate is 21.815%]
"Deviation of 21.815% is not ok. Everything would be ok if there was no
deviation."
(reply Alantar)
It had only occurred to him that it wasn't just the two of them but also
the robot dog that Jordan had not yet gotten to meet, or cared to for that
matter.
"You dog robot. Why are you here?"
(Reply SPOTS)
"Dog can't help with work, dogs are for play"
(Reply SPOTS)
"Dog doesn't know why the crystal broke, does he?"
(reply SPOTS, Alantar, any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1205) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 21:03:15 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1205)
Sickbay was quiet again. No one seemed to hang around anymore. Quinna
turned to the corner of the room. While she was giving physicals, her
order had arrived.
Looking at the label on the first box, she was happy to see that the
emergency med kits arrived. There were several locations that needed to
have a new emergency kit. She scanned the arrival of the box and then
opened the box. Inside the box, Quinna saw red.
?Well, umm, I wonder if this is not meant for Alaya. Quinna opened the box
to red lace. There was a lot of red lace in the form of ladies' pants. It
was not a pair or two, but a whole crate full. Looking around sickbay, she
wondered where she could open up a shop. She replaced the nice red lace
items back into the box and proceeded to the next box. Would you believe
it was the matching tops? She shook her head and decided that unloading
the boxes was not her priority.
After contacting the supply officer at Staf Fleet Headquarters. With
nothing else to do, Quinna went to the holodeck. With being on Mars, she
had her choice. Quinna chose to run a holiday program. Not many celebrate
but being from Earth, Quinna?s family holds a traditional Christmas.
?Play Holiday #4 Program,? Quinna said. The doors opened and Quinna stood
on a snowy cliff. She turned to see a large lodge in front of her. The
lodge was decorated with white twinkle lights, Green wreaths, and plenty of
bright Christmas trees. It truly showed the spirit of Christmas.
?Dr. Solice, Will you be staying through the holidays?? Asked the young
bellhop that ushered her into the door.
?I am not sure. And I am Quinna. I am not Dr. Solice here.? Quinna
said. In this story, she has a tragic background. She had lost her when
her practice and her home was lost in a rash of Northern California
wildfires. She also lost her husband and her best friend to each other.
And then the realization occurred, Quinna was now in a Christmas Hallmark
Holodeck Adventure.
(Open for any to join)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1205) Prototype robot SPOTS
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 15:40:43 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 6 Science Lab ? SPOTS ? 1205)
SPOTS had followed the two Ensigns into the science lab.During the
transition for the computer core to the science lab, his sensors had
noted nothing of interest.
Sitting in the corner, he listed as the two engineers talked about the
crystal.
One of the Ensign?s, Jordan Transitor he determined from accessing the
computer records, spoke to him.?You dog robot.Why are you here??
SPOTS eyes turned green, and his head looked at Transitor.?Greetings, I
am SPOTS - Specialized Portable Operations Troubleshooting System.My
creator, Lieutenant Dieter Gregory sent me to follow you while you
transported the crystal.His command was,?SPOTS moduled his voice to
sound like Dieter, ?SPOTS, go with them and keep monitoring for any
residual activity or harmonics and stay with them until they don?t need
you anymore.?
?Dog can?t help with work, dogs are for play,? Transitor said.
SPOTS eyes turned blue, ?SPOTS is a mobile system designed to help
troubleshoot starship systems and assist Starfleet personal in
diagnosing and effecting repairs.SPOTS is not programed for play.?
?Dog doesn?t know why the crystal broke, does he??Jordan asked.
SPOTS eyes remained blue.?The crystal broke due to frequency spike at
600 hertz.?
(Reply Transitor, Alantar)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1206) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 14:30:27 -0500
NRPG:? If someone wants to jump into room 201...
Mission: ?Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 1 Bridge ASCOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory? 1206)
Standing operations when the ship was in space dock was always boring.
He?s been through all the changes the retrofit had put in.It would take
a bit to make sure he knew them down pat, but he had programmed some
reminders for him and the rest
A yellow light came on the power consumption panel.Gregory tapped the
controls and quickly isolated it to the holodeck. It wasn?t a critical
error.He should probably staff it out to engineering, but he was bored,
and it would be good to stretch his legs for a bit.
He motioned for his backup to take over the station.?I?m going to check
on a problem, I?ll be back shortly,? he said as he grabbed his kit.
?Come SPOTS, let?s go for a walk.?
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 ? Holodeck -- ASCOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory? 1210)
Gregory got to the holodeck in question.As he went to open the control
panel, he realized it was in use.Checking his tricorder, he noted the
issue was inside the suite.
The control panel indicted it was an open program.?Come on SPOTS, let?s
see what is going on inside.?
?Computer, please open holodeck door.?
The door slid open and Gregory walked in. He stopped to look around. The
scene was something out of a holiday card.In front of him was a large
lodge, fully decorated for the winter holiday.There were green wreaths,
trees, and lights galore.
?Well, this is sure interesting,? Gregory said as a young man in a
strange uniform ran up to him. ?Where have you been Mr. Gregory, the
boss has been calling for you.There is a problem in room 201, and the
Smiths in 230 are complaining about the heat in their room.?
Gregory looked confused.Clearly, he was now part of this adventure.Best
to play the part and see where it leads.
He was definitely not dressed for the weather, ?Come on SPOTS, lets go
see whats wrong in 201.?
Entering the lodge, Gregory was struck by the openness.There was a
central hearth with a hearty log burning, and more trees.Straight ahead
of him was a large staircase leading to the second story.Over to the
right was the main desk for check in. Several people were busy as he
approached.On the left was an area where some people were having lunch.
?Mr. Gregory, where have you been?? came a voice behind him.?You?re late
and we have guests complaining.We can?t have that.?
Gregory turned around to see a tall man, decked out with red suspenders
and a green tie.He was older, with white hair.?I?m sorry about that.I ?
I.. Overslept and didn?t hear my alarm.?
?Well you are here now, so go make the guests happy.
?Yes, sir.?
He put the strap of his kit on his shoulder and started up the
stairs.Duty called, even in the holodeck.
Arriving at room 201, he knocked before calling out, ?Hello?? he called out
(Reply, someone in room 201)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1208) Engineer Ens (jg) Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 16:22:51 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 6 Science Lab ? Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar ? 1208)
The doors slid open, and the dimmed consoles greeted them both. He
followed Transitor in depositing the crystal shard and went to a
console, powering it up with a tap while Transitor started the scan of
the crystal itself.
" We saw frequency spikes at 750 hertz and ..."
Tycho volunteered the other, "600 hertz." Almost before he finished
speaking, Jordan shouted, "CORRECT!"
Tycho looked at his work partner with bemusement, "Just reading the
readout. but correct. Two spikes or energy, then catastrophic crack."
Transistor started drawing in the air, something Tycho's own father
had occasionally done, it's a good trick when doing complex mental
equations, though this bean pole seemed to have more than just mental
calculation skills, he was almost beating the computer's calculations,
the apparent skill earning a small chuff of admiration from Alantar.
~At least the computer was confirming the calculations~, Tycho
thought, and so he left the quirky methodology alone.
"Almost 22% deviation is not what we want, that's true, probably a
good idea to start some diagnostics on the energy systems of the
ship," he offered, but already things had turned a corner again. Tycho
had spent years learning to switch between situations quickly and
calmly, sparring in martial arts could often move between types and
styles, especially when trying to win in an MMA tournament against
Klingons and Romulans both.
The robotic pooch and Ensign Transitor were going back and forth in
some sort of argument, not sure how it came to that level of energy,
but he rolled back in to cut off the distraction.
SPOTS eyes remained blue. ?The crystal broke due to frequency spike
at 600 hertz.?
Tycho raised an eyebrow curiously, "600? Not the 750 spike?"
(reply SPOTS, Transitor)
Tycho grunted in thought for a second, tugging at one of the braids
that he tied his beard into, "We need to know what happened to the
power systems. I don't know about you, but the idea that my work might
have caused this doesn't sit well with me." Tycho referred to the work
they'd done earlier to upgrade and secure the energy systems.
(reply SPOTS, Transitor)
Scratching his head, Tycho made a face that cued non-committal
curiosity, "Well, first things first, Computer, run a level 3
diagnostic of energy consumption during the transfer process.
Highlight anything that falls outside of a 15% deviance range."
=^=Working.=^=
Tycho nodded and looked back to the other two, "That's one part done.
While we wait for that, the crystal itself needs a complete once
over."
(reply any/all present, any)
(posted by Lorenz W)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1211) Engineering Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor
From: defiantflyer at gmail.com (Darryl McDaniel)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 07:28:58 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 6 Science Lab ? Ensign (jg) Jordan Transitor ? 1211)
Tycho had mentioned something that clicked in the whirlwind that was
spinning in Jordan's mind.
~Why did the crack happen at 600 hertz spike but not the initial 750 hertz
spike?~
Tycho continued, and suggested that they start by reviewing the power
transfer process from before. With an established deviation of 22% they
needed to see when the excess power build ups occurred leading to the
spikes. Furthermore, Jordan wanted to see what visual cues the crystals may
give to somewhat identify what led to the catastrophic crack.
The young ensign turned his attention back to the scanning receptacle in
the center of the room. He approached to grab one of the shards while
keeping SPOTS in his peripheral.
"You dog, if you here to help then sniff this, " he grabbed a shard, did
an about-face and waved it at the robotic creature.
He used sniff ironically assuming that the automaton had sensors
strategically located in the location resembling a dog's nose.
(reply SPOTS)
He laughed at the visual interaction even though he still had not decided
if he was going to like the robot or not.
Jordan felt compelled to respond to something that Tycho said.
"Tycho thinks that he and Jordan made a mistake with the work before? I
don't like that, " he stood upright and stoic, even let out a low-toned
growl at the notion of being told he did something wrong
(reply SPOTS, Alantar, Any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (06 - 1215) Prototype Robot SPOTS
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 17:28:03 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 Science Lab - SPOTS - 1215)
SPOTS stood where he had sat down, eyes whirling between different color
as followed the conversations between the two engineers.
Suddenly Ensign Transitor grabbed one of the crystal shards and waved it
at SPOTS while saying "You dog, if you here to help then sniff this."
SPOTS eyes started pulsing between orange and red.? The robots ears
moving rapidly back and forth.
Seconds went by as the unit collected data.? That data was immediately
fed into the ships computer systems.
?SPOTS eyes finished pulsing and turned blue. "Analysis complete."
(Reply Alantar, Transitor)
(Posted by Tim)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1220) Fiery Redhead in 201
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 14:03:13 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6:
Stardate 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 -- the Fiery redhead in 201 -- 1220)
As she paced around the room, the redhead kept tugging at her hair. She
had been waiting for this day for the better part of a year. This was her
traditional holiday and she was waiting for her annual date with a certain
lodge repairman. She hoped this year would be the year.
A knock came through the door followed by the voice, ?Hello?? he called out.
?Come on in,? she called out in her rogue Welsh accent. She positioned
herself behind the door.
When he entered the door, she scooped in behind him, ?Long time no see. Mr.
Gregory.? She then placed a butterfly kiss on the back of his neck. ?It
has been a long year. I almost did not think I was going to be able to
make it this year, but it is our 5 year anniversary.?
(Reply Gregory)
?Who am I? We have been meeting like this for 5 years. Are you know? Did
you bump your head??
(Reply Gregory)
?Surely you did not forget this.? At that moment she grabbed him and
planted a great big kiss onto his unsuspecting face.
(Reply Gregory)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1222) Jealous Partner, "JERRY"
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 20:30:06 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate 2445.10.02
(Winter Wonderland, Outside Room 201 - Jealous Partner "Jerry" - 1222)
He'd just watched the man of his darkest nightmares walk into the room with
a dog. A DOG. What was Cassandra playing at? She was madly allergic to
dogs, did she really love this handsome stranger? Why would she risk her
life in such a way?
Jerry fumbled with the door key as he walked towards the door, running over
and over in his mind what he would say if he found... what he thought he
was going to find.
Coming to a standstill outside the door he tried to listen in. Murmuring.
No good, this had to come to an end. He would win her back at all costs.
Sliding the door key into the slot, he pushed open the door and shouted,
"AHA."
What he saw before him made his heart stop. The love of his life, his red
squirrel, Cassandra straddling a strange man and locking lips with him. If
he'd eaten anything there was no doubt that he would have been sick.
"Oh." was all he could say as he stood there dumbstruck. A moment passed as
the couple in front of him turned, no doubt surprised to see the door
opened.
(Reply Redhead "Cassandra" & Dieter)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1225)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 12:55:38 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5 -- Holodeck 1- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons-- 1225)
He walked up to the door to the holodeck and stopped. A notification had
come up in the Auxiliary control room in the security center that a program
had been activated. The program was unscheduled which wasn't a big deal and
didn't break any protocols since there was an open timeslot available of a
couple of hours. The readout also showed it had been initiated by the Chief
Medical Officer. Again no faux pas or gaffes, it was just unusual enough to
spike his interest.
It also showed up as an open program which meant it wasn't private and
anyone could join. "I'm just doing my duty and investigating." He
snickered. Steven loved holographic adventures and hoped it might prove
interesting.
"Luma open the door to holodeck 1 please."
=^= The Hammons should be careful. The program is full of cold and the
white stuff like in his survival scenario. Luma will make the Hammons a
bear skin coat to wear there.=^=
"Ooh that sounds interesting. No thank you Luma, I'll be fine."
The reply was pouting. =^=If Hammons gets cold Luma will have the Alaya
bring another survival pack.=^=
He chuckled knowing she would do it too. "Thank you Luma but I will be
fine. Now open the door you ghost in the machine!"
Luma's tinkling laughter sounded as the door opened and he stepped through.
The sight that met his eyes was of drifts of snow, evergreens and a snow
blocked drive leading to a large lodge a few hundred feet away.
To his left a canyon appeared to yawn. He walked to the edge and looked
over, a river snaked its way along at least a hundred meters below. There
was a stiff breeze blowing up from it and while the air was cold it was
nowhere near the plummeting temps of "The Long Dark."
He looked back at the lodge and saw the festive decorations hung from the
eaves as well as the wreaths hung from the walls and on the door. Even the
mailbox was decorated.
"An early Christmas. Sweet!"
::Alaya get a load of this. You need to put in an appearance, looks like a
Christmas winter wonderland here.::
(Reply: Alaya)
He then tapped his combadge. "Petty Officer Hammons here investigating an
unscheduled holodeck program. This might take a while to run down and
backup would be appreciated."
(Relly: Any in security.)
He then signed off laughing, if anything would get some security officers
up here to participate his call in would be the ticket.
"Now where is the cider and eggnog?" He called out then trotted toward the
doorman who was stationed outside. He planned on getting some refreshments
and mingling for a while before coming back out and enjoying the scenery.
"Who knows maybe Frosty and Santa will make an appearance." His laughter
echoed through the holodeck as he began the hunt for fun.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1228) COUNS Alaya Hammons
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 23:33:22 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5 -- Holodeck 1- COUNS Alaya Hammons- 1228)
Alaya had reported in for work today, but only because Steven had. Quinna
and Ariel were handling any emergencies so that Alaya could lay back on the
couch in her office and lazily dream about Steven. If things were going to
be settled for a few days, she would formally ask the Captain for leave. It
could be seen as favoritism if her chief witness gave her leave.
Her eyes closed she lay in the intensity of the sheer joy and love that
resonated between the two of them. Sure, it could be explained, but being
properly bonded in the telepathic races was two made one. It was better
than any high, it was wonder and starlight. And the night when they truly
joined knew no comparison. Alaya had always used her empathy to amplify
their emotions and share them with Steven but it was nothing like the true
bonding.
Luma's unhappy voice sounded over the speakers. Luma knew how sensitive
Alaya would be to any telepathic contact except Steven for several days.
/^\ "Your Hammons is misbehaving! He has gone into the cold white stuff
without proper personal protective gear! Luma offered him a nice bearskin
coat and he said noooooooo!!!!" /^\
What the heck had Steven done to upset Luma? Luma was already using the
replicator to spit out boots, a fur lined cloak and a muff for her hands.
Atop it all was a matching fur lined hat. Alaya knew better than to eschew
Luma's offerings and began to get dressed, quickly.
::Alaya get a load of this. You need to put in an appearance, looks like a
Christmas winter wonderland here.:: The scene passed over Alaya's mind in
wonder. Alaya wondered if he had any latent telepathic gifts that Riven had
awoken.
::I am already on my way, more than halfway there. Had you just taken
Luma's bearskin coat, then I would not be bundled up like a russian doll
headed to you. Luma always wins, so you better take this coat I am lugging.
It is pretty heavy.:: Alaya's mental voice had an element of humor to it as
she entered the holodeck and stopped and stared.
"WOW." Her jaw dropped as she approached Steven and thrust his coat at him.
She wanted to kiss him until the snows melted from their combined warmth.
"Where is it that you have taken me on our honeymoon, my Imzadi?"
(Reply Hammons any)
(Posted by Mel)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1235) The Door man
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 14:42:33 -0600
NRPG: Shhh. I am working. Don't tell on me.
Mission: Decompression
Day 6:
Stardate 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 -- the Door Man -- 1235)
Guests were starting to arrive and the older man in the red doorman suit
tugged at his white beard. He looked at the newcomer.
?Welcome to Cariboo Lodge. Can we expect your lovely bride soon?? he
asked the man looking for the eggnog.
(Reply Hammons)
?You mean I was right. I know a newlywed when I see one. You know I think
my Maggie just put out fresh eggnog and some warm Christmas cookies. She
quite a wonder in the kitchen.?
(Reply Hammons)
?Oh, no, no. We do not own the place. We work here seasonally. My wife
is the town mayor. My nephew is the owner. My Maggie and I were not
fortunate to have our own kids so we come up here during the holiday season
and make the best holiday possible for the kids here.?
(Reply Hammons)
?Here I am rambling on. The refreshments are just beyond the grand
fireplace. Enjoy your stay.?
(Reply Hammonds)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1237) -- Redhead Cassandra
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 14:58:22 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6:
Stardate 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 -- Redhead Cassandra -- 1235)
"Oh." was all he could say as he stood there dumbstruck. A moment passed as
the couple in front of him turned, no doubt surprised to see the door
opened.
Cassandra turned to the new intruder in the room, ?What are you doing
here? We are done.?
(Reply Jessie, Gregory)
Cassandra turned to Gregory, ?please do leave me alone with Jesse.
Apparently, he is not taking our break up well.?
(Reply Jessie, Gregory)
?Dieter is the only one that treated me like a real woman. All you dated
me for in my inheritance.? Cassandra moved to the couch to put her fuzzy
boots on.
(Reply Jessie, and Gregory)
Cassandra moved to Jessie, her face and her eyes were as fiery red as her
hair at this point, ?I don?t care if you want to get back together. There
is nothing you can do to fix things with me.?
As you can imagine Gregory was in between the two arguing. ?Dieter, please
get me out of here.?
Reply Jessie, and Gregory)
(Played by Kris ~~ I am so going on Santa?s naughty list)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1238, 1309)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 20:15:12 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons -- 1238)
:I am already on my way, more than halfway there. Had you just taken Luma's
bearskin coat, then I would not be bundled up like a russian doll headed to
you. Luma always wins, so you better take this coat I am lugging. It is
pretty heavy.:: He caught Alaya's thought as he approached the lodge.
?Welcome to Cariboo Lodge. Can we expect your lovely bride soon??
Steven looked the guy over. "You must be Saint Nick since you seem to know
all about me. Yes I just got married and the wife is on her way as a matter
of fact. What am I getting for Christmas this year Santa?" His devilish
grin was in full force.
?You mean I was right. I know a newlywed when I see one. You know I think
my Maggie just put out fresh eggnog and some warm Christmas cookies. She's
quite a wonder in the kitchen.?
His grin went from devilish to indulgent. "Excellent! I'm a big fan of
eggnog and absolutely love cookies. You've just guaranteed a return
customer."
"WOW." He heard his bride come up behind him and turned in time to catch
the bearskin coat Luma had threatened him with before he entered the
holodeck.
Now Hammons wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, he wasn't a brainiac
or scientist like most of the people aboard the ship but he didn't live
anywhere near the area code of stupid either. He was smart and cunning and
could immediately see the possibilities of getting 'into character'. He
threw the heavy coat about himself, ~Damn this is warm. I should have taken
Luma up on it earlier.~
"Where is it that you have taken me on our honeymoon, my Imzadi?"
"The Cariboo Lodge my dearest. Only the best for you. I was just talking
with the owner here and they've got eggnog and cookies inside. Hopefully
peanut butter."
?Oh, no, no. We do not own the place. We work here seasonally. My wife
is the town mayor. My nephew is the owner. My Maggie and I were not
fortunate to have our own kids so we come up here during the holiday season
and make the best holiday possible for the kids here.?
Hammons shrugged. "Close enough. I'm liking your nephews place already and
hope you don't mind if we make ourselves at home."
?Here I am rambling on. The refreshments are just beyond the grand
fireplace. Enjoy your stay.?
Hammons got a big smile on his face. "Since you insist I'll attempt to make
a big dent in the refreshments. We just got married yesterday and vigorous
exercise requires a follow-up of lots of food. I'm hungry." He took Alaya's
elbow in hand. "Come my dearest we don't want to disappoint Maggie, I'm
sure she will want to hear us gush over her eggnog and cookies."
(Reply: Alaya)
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons -- 1309)
The eggnog was good all right and the cookies were sugar, standard holiday
fare but they were warm as advertised and Hammons was enjoying himself
thoroughly.
They were seated before the fireplace in such a way that he could watch the
room and the coat was draped over the back of the couch so that he could
hold his darling close. His stomach was contentedly full of holiday cheer
and he had just relaxed. And then he saw something interesting. The
Assistant Chief of Operations walked down the staircase, through the lobby
with a glamorous redhead on his arm and disappeared out the front door.
"Wow! Lieutenant Gregory has certainly gotten into character." He laughed
as he nudged his bride.
(Reply: Alaya)
And then things took a curious turn, there was shouting from upstairs. It
sounded like "DEE-TAR."
"That doesn't sound good. I think someone just had their girl stolen.
Funny, I've never thought of Lieutenant Gregory as the Cassanova type."
(Reply: Alaya)
"DEE-TAAAAAAR. I WILL NOT LET YOU HAVE *MY* CASSIE."
The screams were getting closer until their originator came into view.
"BRING ME DEE-TAR. HE WILL HURT ME AND CASSIE NO MORE."
Hammons had ceased listening once his eyes focused on the knife and that
happened fast. As security your eyes always went to the hands first.
He jumped to his feet dislodging Alaya and sped across the lobby. "Stop
right where you are sir I'm a..." Now what fit best with this scenario? Oh
yes! "... policeman. Stop where you are and let's talk about this." He
placed himself between the inconsolable lover and the door.
(Reply: Jerry, Jessie, whatever :)
"Sir I insist you calm down or I'm going to have to take you in and I
really don't want to do that. I'm on my honeymoon but I'm going to have to
insist." It didn't look like his words were having much effect.
(Reply: Jerry, Jessie, whatever :)
Hammons turned and grabbed his arm as he thrust at him with the knife and
jerked the guy toward him hard as he spun. The jealous lover went
cartwheeling over and down due to the hip throw and ended up with his back
on the floor and his wrist locked in Hammons grip. He placed his left foot
on the guys chest and twisted his wrist till he dropped the knife.
"That was a bad move sir, you don't attack a policeman. I'm going to have
to throw the book at you for this." He looked up. "Has anyone got a hefty
law tome laying around anywhere?" He then looked down at the guy with that
patented grin. "Can't say I didn't warn you."
(Reply: Jerry, Jessie, Alaya, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1243) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 06:23:03 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1243)
As she completed her form practice she could sense someone walking towards her. Being dressed as she was, in tight leotard and loose shirt, she was not really mentally prepared for a conversation. It had been her experience from the academy that men who approached the women at the gym had anterior motives. She hoped that this was not the case.
?Hello, what were those moves you were performing? I?ve not seen that before,? the man said. ?Sorry, where are my manners, I?m Hercules Devers, a petty officer in Security.?
TMur looked at the human and raised an eyebrow. She relaxed realizing this was a fellow security colleague. ?Greetings Petty Officer Hercules Devers. I am Ensign T?Mur. I was performing a Sus?Mahn form that would be difficult to pronounce in Standard. The moves require a certain amount of focus and strength. I have met few humans that can do it correctly, but I am always willing to teach someone who is willing to put in the effort.?
(reply Devers)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 -1245) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 10:16:09 -0500
Mission: ?Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, ?Deck 5 - Gym ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 1245)
The woman raised an eyebrow, before responding. ?Greetings Petty Officer
?Hercules Devers. ?I am Ensign T?Mur. ?I was performing a Sus?Mahn form
that would be difficult to pronounce in Standard. ?The moves require
a?certain amount of focus and strength. ?I have met few humans that can
do it correctly, but?I am always willing to teach?someone who is willing
to put in the effort.?
?Hello Ma?am.It?s a pleasure to meet you.Welcome to the Illuminar.?
Continuing, ?I am a student of Muay Thai and German Ju-jitsu, but am
always on the lookout to understand other forms of hand to hand
combat.It helps me prepare for the unexpected.Especially in my
holo-program training, the computer tends to throw odd combinations at me.?
He paused, ?I would be honored to learn from you Ma?am, this technique.I
am sure you?ll find I am an apt student and prepared to put in the work
required.My Kru, that is the master who taught me Muay Thai, used to say
?Today, Hercules, do what others won?t so tomorrow you can do what other
can?t.??
(Reply T?Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1245) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 18:38:05 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day 6:
Stardate 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar -- holodeck -- Deck 5 ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory -- 1245)
Gregory entered the room and walked in.Suddenly a body was behind him,
and his neck received a kiss.?It has been a long year.I almost did not
think I was going to be able to make it this year, but it is our 5 year
anniversary.?
Gregory turned around to see a very beautiful redhead standing there
expectantly.
His mouth opened before he could stop it. ?I?m sorry. Who are you??
?Who am I?? We have been meeting like this for 5 years.? Are you know??
Did you bump your head??
Gregory nodded, ?I did, in fact.Installing a conduit.?
?Surely you did not forget this,? she said, planting a kiss on his
face.Her perfume was intoxicating.
He started to return the woman?s kiss when the door swung open. ?AHA.?
?Oh,? said the intruder.Gregory and the woman pivoted to see a man
standing there, mouth open.
The woman turned.?What are you doing here?We are done!?
Gregory mulled the fact that the woman was married.
The woman turned to face Dieter, ?Please do not leave me alone with
Jesse.Apparently, he is not taking our breakup well.?
Gregory stepped between Jesse and the woman. ?Sir, please leave, your
upsetting,? he paused, ?Cassandra.?
(Reply Jesse, Cassandra)
?Dieter is the only one that treated me like a real woman.? All you
dated me for in my inheritance,? Cassandra said.She sat down on the
couch to put her fuzzy boots on.
Gregory moved to stand closer to Cassandra, trying to look stern at Jesse.
Boots on, Cassandra moved to stand in front of Jesse, her fiery temper
showing plain on her face ?I don?t care if you want to get back
together.? There is nothing you can do to fix things with me.?
Gregory stepped between them ?Dieter please get me out of here.?
Gregory nodded, putting his arm around Cassandra?s shoulder, his body
between Cassandra and Jesse.
The two made it into the hall and started down the corridor to the grand
staircase.?Let?s get out of here, Cassandra.You are upset, and I don?t
like to see you this way, you should be full of mirth and joy.?
(Reply Jesse, Cassandra)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6- 1245, 1300) Pilot Vic 'Raid' Montero
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 13:42:25 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 10, Shuttlebay ? Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero ?
1245)
Vic emerged from the last shuttle, the PADD in his hand listing all the
minor issues that needed to be addressed.Individually each was small but
collectively would keep the deck teams busy for the better part of a day.
Entering the FCO?s office, he put the PADD on his desk.?There you go,
all the shuttles are checked out.The UP boys didn?t do too much damage
to them.However, I?ve noted where attention is needed by the deck team.?
The FCO picked up the PADD and started looking over the data.?Thanks
Raid, this helps. The teams are reporting back now so we?ll have
everything topped off and ready to go.?
?Any idea what?s next for the Illuminar?Any idea about when we are
leaving this place and getting some space under out hull??
The FCO laughed, ?I?m sure we?ll learn in good time.Right now, we?re
just making sure everything is ready to go.Would hate to have something
break on the retrofit.It?s funny to call it a retrofit since the ship
has only been on one official mission, other than the Engineering trials.?
Vic shrugged, ?Guess till then I?ll drink coffee and do some simulation
runs.?
The FCO laughed again, ?We?re in a software upgrade at the moment, going
to make it more interesting for you pilots wanting to play war games.The
AI is getting updated to a new version.Seems Commander Metcalf had it
specially requested for the Illuminar.Now why would the commander of the
Pilot Academy be requesting the Illuminar get pilot upgrades??
?Probably ?cause he knows where I am, and he wants to test my skills
more.Or take what I do and use it to teach the students.I met him on
shore leave, and he?s got an opening for me when I am qualified again to
take it.?
?Would you go??
?To train pilots?Maybe.Someone needs to teach them a trick or three if
they are to survive their first real encounter.?
?Well then, off with you Mr. Montero, go get some lunch or something.?
?Wilco,? Vic replied before heading out to the O-lounge.
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 4 Officers Lounge ? Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid?
Montero ? 1300)
Entering the officers lounge, he found it oddly quiet for this time of
day. Oh well, at least he could get something to eat, as his stomach was
reminding him that he skipped breakfast.
Grabbing his lunch, a bowl of seafood stew and bread, he headed towards
a table with a view.As he started to break the bread, a person slid into
the chair across from him.?I couldn?t let you eat alone,? the person said
(Reply ? mysterious person?)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1246) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 15:41:48 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1246)
T?mir gave an approving nod, and raised an eyebrow. ?Indeed? That is an excellent philosophy Petty Officer. I am familiar with Muay Thai and have sparred with several practitioners. Most men look at my size and gender and do not give me their best effort. That often results on me having to teach a valuable lesson of not pre-judging your opponent.?
She walked to the other side of Devers looking him up and down. ?You look in good condition, and do not seem to be suffering from the after affects of last nights celebrations. We still have time before our briefing at 1500. Would you care to show me your German Jiu-jitsu??
(reply Devers)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1246) Jerry "Jessie" Jealous ex-Partner
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 23:54:43 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 6:
Stardate 2445.10.02
(Winter Wonderland (Holodeck) Room 201, Jerry "Jessie" Jealous ex-Partner
- 1246)
?Please do not leave me alone with Jesse. Apparently, he is not taking our
breakup well.?
Rage. Just rage. "Break-UP? WHAT BREAK-UP?"
The strange man she was kissing stepped up to Jerry, ?Sir, please leave,
your upsetting,? he paused, ?Cassandra.?
"I'm upsetting HER? She almost killed me. Heart broken I am that she's in
HERE, having an AFFAIR with you."
?Dieter is the only one that treated me like a real woman. All you dated
me for in my inheritance,? Cassandra said. She sat down on the couch to
put her fuzzy boots on.
"Dieter? That's your name? You HOMEWRECKER. How will I ever tell our little
fuzzballs? The fur babies won't sleep for weeks!" tears began pouring down
his face. "KEEP your filthy money. All I want is you"
Boots on, Cassandra moved to stand in front of Jesse, her fiery temper
showing plain on her face ?I don?t care if you want to get back together.
There is nothing you can do to fix things with me.?
'Dieter' helped her maneuver around him as he broke down into a lump and
began crying. "I WILL HAVE YOU. YOU ARE MINE. IF I CAN'T, NO ONE WILL." he
looked around and they'd already left.
(Reply any, none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1250) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 17:30:53 -0500
Mission: ?Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 1250)
?Indeed? ?That is an excellent philosophy Petty Officer. ?I?am familiar
with Muay Thai and have sparred with several practitioners. ?Most men
look at my size and gender and do not give me their best effort. ?That
often results on me having to teach a valuable lesson of not pre-judging
your?opponent,? Ensign T?Mur said.
?The more the fool they are, Ma?am.As my great, great, great grandfather
Charles of Anjou was fond of saying, ?Il gagnera qui, pr?par?, attend de
prendre l'ennemi au d?pourvu.?? Devers replied.?One should never
underestimate the opponent.?
Devers waited while T?Mur gave him the once over.??You look in good
condition, and do not seem to be suffering from the after affects of
last nights celebrations. ?We still have time before our briefing at
1500. ?Would you care to show me your German Jiu-jitsu??
Devers chuckled, ?Well Ma?am, I?m doing better than I was a few days
ago.But you should have seen the other guy.I?m on doctor?s orders not to
take it too hard, but as my Kru said, ?Be patient and tough; someday
this pain will be useful to you,? besides I am following my post fight
recovery plan.?
?I would be delighted to show you German Ju- jutsu, Ma?am.It is derived
from the practice of Ju-jutsu, Judo and Karate, with a dash of specific
moves from other practices.?
?When would you like to meet up, Ma?am.I have a holo program recreating
my training gym that might be best to use.?
(Reply T?Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1251) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 00:00:48 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5, Gymnasium - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1251)
Devers chuckled, ?Well Ma?am, I?m doing better than I was a few days ago. But you should have seen the other guy. I?m on doctor?s orders not to take it too hard, but as my Kru said, ?Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you,? besides I am following my post fight recovery plan.?
?I would be delighted to show you German Ju- jutsu, Ma?am. It is derived from the practice of Ju-jutsu, Judo and Karate, with a dash of specific moves from other practices.?
?When would you like to meet up, Ma?am. I have a holo program recreating my training gym that might be best to use.?
T?Mur couldn?t help but feel a little disappointed as she inferred from his response that he was not up to a fast roll right now. Her comfort level of training in a holodeck was not great, but she also realized that most crewmen probably did holodeck training often for an ambience she did not need.
She took small breath and said, ?I am usually available any tie I am not on duty. Hopefully I will have my scheduled duty roster after the briefing. We can make some arrangements after that. It was ? pleasant to meet you Petty Officer Hercules Devers. I will see you again soon.?
With that T?Mur picked up her water container, towel and mat and left.
(Reply None)
(Posted by Al Muir)
NRPG: Perhaps we could JP a few rolls. T?mir also does the Vulcan equivalent to Jiu Jitsu. Oddly enough I do MMA as well, so I have a strong info base to work with.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1300) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 12:30:14 -0500
NRPG: Setting the stage - https://youtu.be/oH4WG1x_KR8
Mission:Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445:10.2
(Winter Wonderland (Holodeck), ?ACOps LT(jg) Dieter Gregory - 1300)
As Gregory led Cassandra down the grand staircase, he could feel Jerry?s
eyes on the back of his neck.?Why don?t we go into town, get some coffee
and well, catch up on the year.?
Walking out the front door of the lodge, the young doorman smiled at
Gregory.?Your sleigh is ready, Mr. Gregory.?
?Uh? oh, Thank you.?He reached into his pocket and pulled out a coin and
handed to the young man.?Appreciate it.If the boss is looking for me,
tell him I?m helping a guest.?
The doorman took the coin and smiled, ?Of course, Mr. Gregory.?
An old-fashioned sleigh, pulled by chestnut horse, slide under the
overhang, jingling bells announcing its arrival. ?Hello there, Mr.
Gregory,? the driver said.The man was dressed in a Santa hat, with red
scarf around his neck. He jumped down and opened the door to the sleigh.
Gregory helped Cassandra into the sleigh and seated himself next to
her.?There?s something warm there to keep you comfortable,? The driver
said.
Gregory smiled, and pulled the large blanket over Cassandra and himself,
moving closer to her.?Are you ready??
The driver got back into his seat, and called to the horse, ?Let?s go
Autumn.?The sleigh took off out of the lodge overhang and onto a trail
into town.? The jingling bells keeping time with the horses steps.
?Five years,? Gregory said, ?It?s a long time to just see each other at
the holidays.Are you ready to move away from the city and settle into a
more sedate life??
(Reply Cassandra)
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From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 19:25:01 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(Winter Wonderland (Holodeck), Outside Room 201, Jerry "Jessie" Jealous
ex-partner - 1307)
He'd been crumbling for a while now. In the same place on the floor he had
been when his heart had been ripped out and stomped on. No a knife twisted
in his back, punching his heart out through the front and leaving it
dripping in front of him.
What had gotten into Cassandra? She was his sweetheart, his forever love,
the one and only. Somehow this man had changed all that. He took a deep
breath, he knew what he had to do.. as if it was coded into his brain, as
if it was his destiny to make sure this man could do no more hurt to him or
his Cassie.
Cassie & Jessie back together again. As it always should have been. Whether
that be in this life or in the afterlife.
"DEE-TAR." He screamed as he stood up and wiped the tears from his eyes.
Spinning around and madly looking around the room for... yes, he had a
knife in his back, so the knife on the table was perfect. Gripping the
black handle he hurled himself out of the room and down the corridor.
"DEE-TAAAAAAR. I WILL NOT LET YOU HAVE *MY* CASSIE." There were other
people walking to corridors who scrambled away from him upon looking upon
his rage.
Making his way down to the lobby he continued yelling, "BRING ME DEE-TAR.
HE WILL HURT ME AND CASSIE NO MORE."
(Reply any in lobby, Hammons(es))
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1310) COUNS Alaya Hammons
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 20:55:42 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- COUNS Alaya
Hammons -- 1310)
Alaya had shed the heavy fur cloak, hat and mitts, dressed in one of her
purple pantsuits with the matching fur boots. There were cookies and
eggnog, and this was a holiday paradise, much like Christmas on Earth had
been.
"There was something I wanted to discuss with you. Dad gave me a licked box
of jewelry, pieces that have been in the scottish Ravenstone line since
Britain was united. Dad's line was a Duke I think, which is why he likes
being called a Lord. Or however he says it. Can we..." she broke off as
Dieter Gregory who she did not know well came running down the stairs with
a red head. A gorgeous one.
.
"Wow! Lieutenant Gregory has certainly gotten into character." He laughed
as he nudged his bride.
"She is a hologram." Alaya spoke amusedly. "Anyways..." but she was cut off
again. Her partner was not listening, his sense of humor having been
activated. Alaya sighed and scooted away just a tad. This was a holo drama,
so something bad was going to happen and Steven would be saving the day.
"That doesn't sound good. I think someone just had their girl stolen.
Funny, I've never thought of Lieutenant Gregory as the Cassanova type."
"I really should get to know him. " And sure enough she was cut off a third
time and Steven pretended to be a policeman and dealt with the incident
while Lt. Gregory made away with his girl.
"That was a bad move sir, you don't attack a policeman. I'm going to have
to throw the book at you for this." He looked up. "Has anyone got a hefty
law tome laying around anywhere?" He then looked down at the guy with that
patented grin. "Can't say I didn't warn you."
The doorman came in, wringing his hands, "The village constable is on his
way, oh I can not believe this happened on your honeymoon and first visit
here! What if you had been injured!"
Alaya stood up and began to calm the hologram down, "Now Dieter is a friend
of ours, he recommended this place to us and we could not bear to see a
friend injured on his holiday. And Steven was special forces in the
military before he became a policeman, this was a spot of enjoyment for
him. It does not reflect badly on your institution at all." Alaya soothed
and patted the older man while the constables were arriving and talking to
Steven.
A glowing snowflake like crystal formed in the air next to them, it's back?
Covered in a blanket of glowing stars.
/^\ Alaya's Hammons was not injured?/^\ Luma asked, her voice concerned.
"No, my friend. My Hammons was having an enjoyable time wrestling that
distraught man and saving the day. Why are you here? You sang beautifully
at our wedding, by the way. I was glad that you and Vex were able to
attend." Luma preened a bit, shining brighter with reflected joy as she
seemed to peer about, the snowflake structure bending and turning.
/^\ Luma desires to experience the Christmas. And our Quinna is here and
she seems sad. Luma desires to find her and have a girl's day with her.
There are hot springs and a spa. /^\
Alaya cast an eye back over to Steven. Would he miss her if she snuck out
with Luma to find the hot springs? Then the thought of what it would be
like to privately soak with him crossed her mind and she grinned.
"Steven, Lady Luma says that there is a hot springs here. It would please
me if you factor in a visit to it?"
(Reply those in the Christmas sim)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1312) Jerry "Jessie"
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 15:01:35 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 5, Holodeck 1, Winter Wonderland- Jerry "Jessie" -
1312)
Everything was blurry, his eyes were sore from the amount of crying. His
heart ached and yet it was if he was being pulled forwards, on rails, his
actions unable to be changed.
Another strange man jumped up in front of him. Jerry was acting erratic; he
knew he was, but he just wanted Cassie. Why wouldn't the world follow his
plan? He'd never planned for her Grandma to ask him for a "kiss" as her
last request on her deathbed. He'd obliged out of love for Cassie and she
had walked in on them kissing and gone crazy.
The grandmother had died immediately upon Cassandra's screaming, it had
been the worst moment in all their lives as the fragile woman's heart gave
out.
"Stop right where you are sir I'm a... policeman. Stop where you are and
let's talk about this." He placed himself between Jerry and the door.
"MOVE." He yelled, taking another step forward now waving the knife out in
front of him. "I will not let this be the end of OUR story. We're both
going to see her Grandmother and she can clear it all up." he sobbed louder.
"Sir I insist you calm down or I'm going to have to take you in and I
really don't want to do that. I'm on my honeymoon but I'm going to have to
insist." the policeman said.
"Honeymooooooooooon?!" He took a step back, but continued waving the knife
around. There was a window to his right, he was sure he could get through
and continue his chase of the man named Deetar. "THIS is so unfair. Loves a
cruel piece of work. She loves me, she knows she does." he pleaded with the
police officer. In an effort to distract him so he could run to the window,
he half lunged with the knife.
But before he could make a move towards the window he'd been grabbed and
pinned to the ground.
"That was a bad move sir, you don't attack a policeman. I'm going to have
to throw the book at you for this. Has anyone got a hefty law tome laying
around anywhere? "Can't say I didn't warn you."
With his face flat on the floor he could say anything. Not that he had
anything to say. His requirement for being was getting further and further
away. No point to it any more.
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1315) CMO Lt. Quinna Solice
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 23:47:22 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate 2445.10.01
(USS Illuminar -- Holodeck -- Deck 5 -- CMO Lt. Quinna Solice -- 1315)
Quinna grabbed her book. The large suite was nice and felt warmly
decorated with the holiday in mind, but she needed some action. She would
never fulfill her destiny in the program unless she got out.
She moved into the great room to notice that all things were not as quiet
and friendly as she thought it would be. Familiar faces came into play.
She walked up to Alaya and Steve ?What are you doing here? Shouldn?t you
be on a honeymoon or something?? Quinna asked with a smile.
(Reply Hammons and Hammons)
?Interesting Lt. Gregory is here too. Ok, so this is going to be fun.
Please stay.? Quinna said.
Suddenly a woman comes up and hands Quinna a red envelope. She takes the
envelope and puts it in her book. She was more interested in what was
happening.
(Reply Hammons and Hammons, Or everyone else)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1318)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 21:03:52 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar -- Deck 5- Holodeck 1- Winter Wonderland-- SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons -- 1318)
Hammons had removed his boot from the sobbing perps chest and kicked away
the knife while Alaya dealt with the distraught doorman. He still
maintained a hold on his wrist though, if he tried to get up or do
something drastic he could quickly be brought to heel. Holodeck safety
protocols not withstanding he had never been in any danger and he knew it.
The hologram had shown little ability to use the knife he had been waving
around and Hammons was a highly trained Star Flert security officer.
Disarming the miscreant had been literal child's play.
A local constable and deputy strode in not long after and the deputy
immediately walked up to Hammons while the Constable made his way to the
Doorman. The deputy eyed Steven suspiciously. "What was this fracas about
and tell me why I shouldn't arrest you?"
Steven released the man's hand then and shrugged. "You can do that if you
want to take in the wrong man. I disarmed this guy who was waving a knife
about and shouting for a friend of mine who he claims stole his girl. From
what I could see she was perfectly comfortable walking out with him and he
had lipstick on his face. I'd call that a mutual arrangement. I'm also a
cop who's here on his honeymoon."
Hammons made sure to keep his manner professional rather than
confrontational.
"It's all right Jeff, I just talked with the proprietors uncle. The bad guy
is the one on the floor." The Constable had walked over and turned his
attention to Hammons. "Where's the knife?"
"I kicked it over there." He pointed to where the weapon had come to rest
against the wall.
"Good enough. I'll pick up the evidence while you place Jerry under arrest
Jeff." He turned to Hammons. "Stick around for a moment. I'll need your
statement."
"I already gave my statement."
"A sworn statement sir."
Hammons sighed. "There goes the honeymoon."
He looked over and noted that Luma had arrived within the simulation and
appeared to be in collusion with his wife, her happy thoughts were giving
their discussion away.
"Now let's go over what happened step by step." The Constable had returned
with the bagged knife.
Hammons did that, answered all his questions and refused to press charges.
It wasn't unlike something he'd done from the other end countless times.
"All right, I've taken up enough of your time. Thank you for your help."
The Constable finally moved off to follow the arrested and arrestee and
Steven sighed.
"Steven, Lady Luma says that there is a hot springs here. It would please
me if you factor in a visit to it?"
He looked that way and started toward her with a smile. "Honeymoon is back
on. Let's go find it."
(Reply: Alaya, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1320) ACSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl
From: sbrownodowd at gmail.com (Spencer O'Dowd)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 02:03:35 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 5, Holodeck 1, Winter Wonderland - ACSO Lieutenant
(jg) Jaton Alyl - 13:20)
Jaton had just gotten done with a shift in Science and found himself in
need of some R&R after last night's exertions. As he was walking through
the corridor past Holodeck 1, he stopped and looked at it, tempted to call
up one of his favourite beach programs. He approached, and was disappointed
to see it was in use. Until he saw that it seemed to have an open
invitation.
"Luma, can I request access to this program?"
(reply Luma)
Jaton nodded to himself and walked through the doors to be greeted by an
idyllic winter setting, decked out for a holiday that he vaguely remembered
from his time in the Academy. Idyllic, for a human maybe. But for a Trill
from a tropical city it was downright intolerably cold. It took only a
couple seconds before Jaton started to shiver.
"Luma, can you replicate me appropriate attire for this setting? It's
absolutely freezing!"
(reply Luma)
Now appropriately decked out and much more comfortable, if not immediately
warm, Jaton set out for the lodge in front of him, finding it rather
quaint. As he walked through the door, he shouted for anyone else who might
already be in the program.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
(reply Hammons, Alaya, Gregory, Luma, any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1330)n Cassandra
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 22:29:41 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 6
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar -- Holodeck -- Deck 5 -- Cassandra -- 1330)
Cassie had climbed into the horse and carriage.
?Five years,? Gregory said, ?It?s a long time to just see each other at the
holidays. Are you ready to move away from the city and settle into a more
sedate life??
Cassandra looked off in the distance. ?Now more than ever. Now that my
grandmother passed last month, there is nothing to keep me there. Jessie
was my grandmother?s personal manager. We met through her. Back in
November, we broke off our relationship when I caught him sleeping with my
grandmother. When I walked in on them, it was then my grandmother died of
a heart attack. My standing reservations here have brought Merriment back
to my life.? she reached over and grabbed her companion?s hand. ?The idea
of you has brought merriment back into my life.?
(Reply Gregory)
Cassandra looked longingly into his eyes. ?Tell me, what are you thinking??
(Reply Gregory)
(Played by Kris)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (06-1345) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 15:17:23 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar ? Holodeck Adventure ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory - 1345)
The snow dampened the sounds, other than the clip-clop of the horses
hooves, and the jingle-jangle of the bells.
?Now more than ever.? Now that my grandmother passed last month, there
is nothing to keep me there. Jessie was my grandmother?s personal
manager.? We met through her. Back in November, we broke off our
relationship when I caught him sleeping with my grandmother.? When I
walked in on them, it was then my grandmother died of a heart attack.?
My standing reservations here have brought Merriment back to my life,?
Cassandra said as she reached over and grabbed Dieters hand.
?The idea of you has bought merriment back into my life.?
Dieter turned to face Cassanda, not letting go of her hand.?I have
waited for your return.Each year it?s gotten harder to see you go, but I
knew you had important things waiting for you in the city.I can?t
imagine the pain you must feel at losing your grandmother.?
He paused, trying to find the right words as Cassandra looked longingly
into his eyes.
?Tell me, what are you thinking??
Gregory sighed, ?That nothing would make me happier than you staying
here with me. You may not know it, but you have been my muse, my
inspiration.I think of you, of our time together and find the good in
the world, the light.?
Turning to the driver, ?Carl, change of plans, can you take us to my house??
?Sure think Mr. Gregory,? the man replied, guiding the horse to the
left, and down a side path.
?Let me show you what I mean.What you mean to me.?
The horse stopped about a mile down the path, in front of a modest
two-story home that was partially cut into the hill.The bottom of the
house had several large glass windows.The second story was surrounded by
a large covered porch.
Carl got out of the front seat and opened the door on the sleigh,
helping Gregory out, who helped Cassandra.
?Thanks Carl,? Gregory said as money changed hands.?See you later.?
?Righto Mr. Gregory.Nice to meet you ma?am,? the man said, getting back
into the sleigh.
Gregory led Cassandra up a small path to a side door.?Welcome to my
workshop,? he said as he opened the door.
The room was warm from the woodburning stove in the center of the
space.Along the walls were various paintings, and in the center of the
room was an easel stand, an unfinished painting there.
In each of the paintings, which conveyed the idea of the joy of life,
was a figure with flaming red hair.
Gregory led Cassandra to the center of the room, ?This, dear Cassandra,
is what you mean to me, and what you inspire me.?
(Reply Cassandra)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1450) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 00:26:08 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1450)
T?mir knew entered the lounge, prepared and refreshed from her workout and subsequent cleansing. She was ready to start working. She was not a last minute show up to meeting kind of a person. She also knew that she preferred to not be the first one in the room, so she often opted to be ten minutes early to every appointment. As she walked into the room she was not disappointed to see a few, how did Andrea describe them, ?eager beavers?, had already arrived. She had little experience to beavers, other than what she had learned from the academy library video, and she had no idea what they were so eager for, however, apparently they were always early to things. She had been warned to not be an eager beaver.
She wandered through the room, completely ignoring the buffet, to find a seat at the table that was close enough to give her full attention, but not so close as to seem eager. She sat without addressing anyone, although nobody had attempted to address her either. As she waited she watched as others slowly made their way to the briefing. The table quickly filled and seats around the outskirts of the room quickly filled closer to the hour. Finally, at 1500 hours exactly, Ensign Lee entered the room. A few minutes later he was followed by Commander Peters. She nodded towards the commander.
Before long Ensign Lee cleared his throat and the briefing began.
(reply none)
(posted by Al Muir)
NRPG: For the sake of timelines I chose to do this post in parts.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1500) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 22:37:02 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.1500
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1500)
The Officers Lounge or The Explorers Lounge on Deck 4 was one of two rooms on the Illuminar which was big enough to hold a Security meeting for the Security Officers. It was going to be one of the few occasions where Keung had arranged for the whole department to be present at the same time! When the Illuminar is eventually in flight, it would be logistically difficult to gather folks together because of the different shift rotas.
Keung had arranged the room into a row by row seating arrangement with a lectern at the front and a large monitor behind him. Against the wall was a rack which was covered by a sheet. At the far end of the room was three long tables with snacks and drinks replicated from the food replicated. Nothing like a buffet that always attracts a crowd
(reply any)
It was where most of the security officers had gathered and Keung enjoyed the buzz of conversations that was taking place. Some people sat on the seats near the back. Keung was by the lectern checking his notes and had placed a glass of water on it. He checked the timing on his ?old fashioned? watch. Five minutes to go.
He gently tapped the microphone to see if it was on. Colleagues.? Called out Keung ?Colleagues. We start in five minutes. Please take your seats. By all means bring your food and drink to your chair.? He preferred to address everyone as colleagues instead of ?Ladies and gentlemen, other beings? as too long winded.
The seats to be began to be occupied from the back. None was particularly eager to be near the front except for Commander Carson Peters who had just arrived and was taking his seat on the front row.
(reply Carson)
?All set ready to go.? Said Keung. ?I will introduce you at the end.? As the seat filled up, he looked around at the audience. Out of all the Security Officers present, the majority were humans and he identified other races Andorians, Vulcans, Klingons, Bajorans, and Betazoids. The four Klingons sat together. He spotted a few new Security officers who had been assigned to the ship. He could see scattered around the room his former roommate, Penny McTaggard, Hercules Devers, Tressa Terence and Steven Hammons. He just about recognised another security officer, T?Mur
Showtime! ?Welcome colleagues. Let me introduce myself to those of you who don?t know me. My name is Ensign Keung Lee, Assistant Chief of Security. We have no Chief of Security so for now I have taken on temporally the duties of the Chief of Security.? Began Keung as he glanced at Commander Peters!
(reply any)
?With relation to the chain of command. You take my orders from in the first instance> I want to day that my door will always be open if anyone wants to see me. When we are together, please refer to me as ?Boss? or ?chief? It sounds a less plenteous than calling me ?Sir[ I report directly to 2nd Officer, Commander Carson Peters whom you will hear from in a few minutes.?
Keung looked down at his notes.
?Welcome back to the ship after your leave. We have a few newcomers who has joined us. I won?t embarrass you by standing up but you can see who they are on the monitor behind me.? Keung didn?t bother to turn round as the monitor displayed holographic images of the faces and names of the security team including four third year Academy cadets on placement to the Illuminar.
(reply anyone)
?Oh yes, congratulations to Steven Hammon on your recent marriage.?
(reply Hammons)
?Right down to business. As you know the Illuminar has completed its refit so there are a few structural changes as well as room changes. I expect all of you to be familiar with the layout of the ship so you can get to your duty stations as quickly as possible. You will be allocated to the duty shift team leaders for Alpha, Beta and Charlie in a few days? time who will issue you with your rotas. It is in your interest to follow the duty rotas. Being late to duty is unacceptable.
I understand that it been a sort of unspoken custom that and I speaking to the old hands here, that some security officers have been regular jogging along the decks for exercise. Well that stops now! No more jogging in the passageways, You want to do some circuit running or jogging then use the Holosuite, gym and fitness suite please.?
Keung paused as he looked around the audience.
(reply anyone)
?Now I want to mention about the Armoury. I have assigned Petty Office class 3 PO 3 Carol Linnis as the new Armoury Officer. PO Linnis. Will you stand please?
Carol stood up and gave a quick wave to those around her hoping that the boss is not going to ask her say anything. Keung didn?t and she sat down relived.
(reply anyone)
?There will be changes to the use of the Armoury and PO Linnis will implement those changes. She will be sending out the policy to all soon. The Armoury and the firing range will no longer be freely accessible at set times. To gain access to the Armoury, you will need to book in advance and you will be given an authorisation one off code. Individuals will then upon arrival to submit to a body and retina scan before entry. Once inside, the individual will report to duty armourer and sign in. You also will be checked out by a security guard when you finish in the Armoury. PO Linnis will be organising the logistics of when you can access only by appointment.?
(reply anyone)
?I am pleased t to tell you that we have a new consignment of energy and melee weapons including a one or two bal?teths. I have also introduced non energy weapons. Ballistic weapons? .
Keung walked over to the rack and uncovered the cover to reveal a TR-117 rifle. He picked up the rifle.
?I hold in my hand ? the TR-116 rifle?weapon developed by Starfleet security, designed for use in dampening fields or radiogenic environments where conventional energy weapons, like phasers would be useless. This type of rifle fires a chemically propelled titanium bullet?"
He was about to continue when he noticed a blonde waving a hand. "Crewman Tigworth. You have a question?"
Crewman Tigworth lowered her hand and pointed to the TR-116. "My understanding that Starfleet abandoned the manufacture of the TR-116 when the regenerative phaser was invented. "
"You're quite right, Crewman. You know your history. Officially prototypes were developed and put on the back burner when the phaser was adopted. However, Starfleet continued to develop the TR-116 and is part of Starfleet security?er?classified weapons issue."
Ensign Shah stood up. ?Sir...boss . I don't understand why we'd be using non-energy weapons when phasers are just as effective. Aren't these weapons non-standard issue?" the confused Ensign said.
"Neither are most of the weapons you see in the Armoury, Ensign. We are often going on missions where the presence of a phaser weapon is often inappropriate, especially if it's a pre-warp society. Also, we need to be aware that we cannot just rely on the reliability of phaser weapons. Experience has shown us that. It is one of the reasons why we have are running 'non-energy weapons training days.' I want all of you to be trained and have experience in using ballistic and bladed weapons."
"There is nothing more honourable than using a Bat'leth and a D'k tahg," roared a Klingon security officer,
Keung noticed the uneasy laughter among the audience. "Proves my point," said Keung.
(reply any)
Keung put the weapon back in the rack before returning to the lectern.
?That brings me to the next point. I have introduced a new hand weapons policy which everyone will receive in their communique. I have laid down instructions for who can be authorised to be issued with a weapon apart from you colleagues. There will be a procedure for issuing out of weapons.
Apart from the armoury, there are now designated phaser lockers throughout the ship. These are accessed by retinal security coding of the senior deck officer and his/her deputy. The locations of the designated phasers lockers are classified and will be currently under review.
Now the procedures for issuing out of weapons from Lower Armoury
1. Under no circumstances will the Armoury Officer will issue a weapon without authorisation from a designated officer.
2. All users must be trained in the designated weapon. There are on-going certified training courses for all crew members. Please see department head for permission to go on one of these weapons training courses.
3. Weapons must be collected and returned from the Armoury counter under supervision of an security officer and Armoury Officer.
4. It is the responsibility of the user to look after their weapon disciplinary charges will be brought before the user in the event of a misplaced weapon and/or improper use of the weapon.
In the days to come, every security officer will undergo certification training in using non energy and energy weapons.?
.
(reply any)
Keung checked his notes again. ?You all had basic and advance physical training at the Academy and out on the field but that doesn?t mean it stops. That's space out there?the unknown, we don't know what we'll encounter out there. The Illuminar is in a unique position as it?s a science ship. What is it ?to go where on has gone before? I will be setting up ingoing two half-day programs for all of you undertake physical training, scheduled according to your duty shifts. Activities included circuit training; hand-to-hand combat training; weapons identification; dealing with intruders on board Independence; information sessions on landing party procedures and zero-gravity/free-fall survival training. I have programmed new Holosuite scenarios for you?to experience. Landscape terrain of rocks, woods and hills, which be used as for long-distance runs in full and semi-combat gear in addition to circuit t fitness training, as well as simulated combat drills. The main purpose of this is to allow you to survive potential hostile situations using their own creative skills, rather than weapons as a last resort. I want to introduce the physical training instructors who will lead the programme. Stand up please ensigns Jo ?cob, McCaskey, K'ehleyr and Tan?
Keung had deliberately chosen former Marines instructors to join the Secuirty team. All of them were tall 6ft to 7ft, muscular broad-shouldered types and would scare the living daylights if they were met in a dark alley way.
(reply any)
?Thank you. Now I would like to introduce Commander Carson Peters to speak to you.?
(reply Peters)
?Thank you. Commander. That?s the end of the briefing. I hope to see you around the ship. There?s still plenty of food and drink at the back so help yourself. Dismissed.?
(reply any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: FW: (6, 1500) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 22:38:01 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.1500
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1500)
The Officers Lounge or The Explorers Lounge on Deck 4 was one of two rooms on the Illuminar which was big enough to hold a Security meeting for the Security Officers. It was going to be one of the few occasions where Keung had arranged for the whole department to be present at the same time! When the Illuminar is eventually in flight, it would be logistically difficult to gather folks together because of the different shift rotas.
Keung had arranged the room into a row by row seating arrangement with a lectern at the front and a large monitor behind him. Against the wall was a rack which was covered by a sheet. At the far end of the room was three long tables with snacks and drinks replicated from the food replicated. Nothing like a buffet that always attracts a crowd
(reply any)
It was where most of the security officers had gathered and Keung enjoyed the buzz of conversations that was taking place. Some people sat on the seats near the back. Keung was by the lectern checking his notes and had placed a glass of water on it. He checked the timing on his ?old fashioned? watch. Five minutes to go.
He gently tapped the microphone to see if it was on. Colleagues.? Called out Keung ?Colleagues. We start in five minutes. Please take your seats. By all means bring your food and drink to your chair.? He preferred to address everyone as colleagues instead of ?Ladies and gentlemen, other beings? as too long winded.
The seats to be began to be occupied from the back. None was particularly eager to be near the front except for Commander Carson Peters who had just arrived and was taking his seat on the front row.
(reply Carson)
?All set ready to go.? Said Keung. ?I will introduce you at the end.? As the seat filled up, he looked around at the audience. Out of all the Security Officers present, the majority were humans and he identified other races Andorians, Vulcans, Klingons, Bajorans, and Betazoids. The four Klingons sat together. He spotted a few new Security officers who had been assigned to the ship. He could see scattered around the room his former roommate, Penny McTaggard, Hercules Devers, Tressa Terence and Steven Hammons. He just about recognised another security officer, T?Mur
Showtime! ?Welcome colleagues. Let me introduce myself to those of you who don?t know me. My name is Ensign Keung Lee, Assistant Chief of Security. We have no Chief of Security so for now I have taken on temporally the duties of the Chief of Security.? Began Keung as he glanced at Commander Peters!
(reply any)
?With relation to the chain of command. You take my orders from in the first instance> I want to day that my door will always be open if anyone wants to see me. When we are together, please refer to me as ?Boss? or ?chief? It sounds a less plenteous than calling me ?Sir[ I report directly to 2nd Officer, Commander Carson Peters whom you will hear from in a few minutes.?
Keung looked down at his notes.
?Welcome back to the ship after your leave. We have a few newcomers who has joined us. I won?t embarrass you by standing up but you can see who they are on the monitor behind me.? Keung didn?t bother to turn round as the monitor displayed holographic images of the faces and names of the security team including four third year Academy cadets on placement to the Illuminar.
(reply anyone)
?Oh yes, congratulations to Steven Hammon on your recent marriage.?
(reply Hammons)
?Right down to business. As you know the Illuminar has completed its refit so there are a few structural changes as well as room changes. I expect all of you to be familiar with the layout of the ship so you can get to your duty stations as quickly as possible. You will be allocated to the duty shift team leaders for Alpha, Beta and Charlie in a few days? time who will issue you with your rotas. It is in your interest to follow the duty rotas. Being late to duty is unacceptable.
I understand that it been a sort of unspoken custom that and I speaking to the old hands here, that some security officers have been regular jogging along the decks for exercise. Well that stops now! No more jogging in the passageways, You want to do some circuit running or jogging then use the Holosuite, gym and fitness suite please.?
Keung paused as he looked around the audience.
(reply anyone)
?Now I want to mention about the Armoury. I have assigned Petty Office class 3 PO 3 Carol Linnis as the new Armoury Officer. PO Linnis. Will you stand please?
Carol stood up and gave a quick wave to those around her hoping that the boss is not going to ask her say anything. Keung didn?t and she sat down relived.
(reply anyone)
?There will be changes to the use of the Armoury and PO Linnis will implement those changes. She will be sending out the policy to all soon. The Armoury and the firing range will no longer be freely accessible at set times. To gain access to the Armoury, you will need to book in advance and you will be given an authorisation one off code. Individuals will then upon arrival to submit to a body and retina scan before entry. Once inside, the individual will report to duty armourer and sign in. You also will be checked out by a security guard when you finish in the Armoury. PO Linnis will be organising the logistics of when you can access only by appointment.?
(reply anyone)
?I am pleased t to tell you that we have a new consignment of energy and melee weapons including a one or two bal?teths. I have also introduced non energy weapons. Ballistic weapons? .
Keung walked over to the rack and uncovered the cover to reveal a TR-117 rifle. He picked up the rifle.
?I hold in my hand ? the TR-116 rifle?weapon developed by Starfleet security, designed for use in dampening fields or radiogenic environments where conventional energy weapons, like phasers would be useless. This type of rifle fires a chemically propelled titanium bullet?"
He was about to continue when he noticed a blonde waving a hand. "Crewman Tigworth. You have a question?"
Crewman Tigworth lowered her hand and pointed to the TR-116. "My understanding that Starfleet abandoned the manufacture of the TR-116 when the regenerative phaser was invented. "
"You're quite right, Crewman. You know your history. Officially prototypes were developed and put on the back burner when the phaser was adopted. However, Starfleet continued to develop the TR-116 and is part of Starfleet security?er?classified weapons issue."
Ensign Shah stood up. ?Sir...boss . I don't understand why we'd be using non-energy weapons when phasers are just as effective. Aren't these weapons non-standard issue?" the confused Ensign said.
"Neither are most of the weapons you see in the Armoury, Ensign. We are often going on missions where the presence of a phaser weapon is often inappropriate, especially if it's a pre-warp society. Also, we need to be aware that we cannot just rely on the reliability of phaser weapons. Experience has shown us that. It is one of the reasons why we have are running 'non-energy weapons training days.' I want all of you to be trained and have experience in using ballistic and bladed weapons."
"There is nothing more honourable than using a Bat'leth and a D'k tahg," roared a Klingon security officer,
Keung noticed the uneasy laughter among the audience. "Proves my point," said Keung.
(reply any)
Keung put the weapon back in the rack before returning to the lectern.
?That brings me to the next point. I have introduced a new hand weapons policy which everyone will receive in their communique. I have laid down instructions for who can be authorised to be issued with a weapon apart from you colleagues. There will be a procedure for issuing out of weapons.
Apart from the armoury, there are now designated phaser lockers throughout the ship. These are accessed by retinal security coding of the senior deck officer and his/her deputy. The locations of the designated phasers lockers are classified and will be currently under review.
Now the procedures for issuing out of weapons from Lower Armoury
1. Under no circumstances will the Armoury Officer will issue a weapon without authorisation from a designated officer.
2. All users must be trained in the designated weapon. There are on-going certified training courses for all crew members. Please see department head for permission to go on one of these weapons training courses.
3. Weapons must be collected and returned from the Armoury counter under supervision of an security officer and Armoury Officer.
4. It is the responsibility of the user to look after their weapon disciplinary charges will be brought before the user in the event of a misplaced weapon and/or improper use of the weapon.
In the days to come, every security officer will undergo certification training in using non energy and energy weapons.?
.
(reply any)
Keung checked his notes again. ?You all had basic and advance physical training at the Academy and out on the field but that doesn?t mean it stops. That's space out there?the unknown, we don't know what we'll encounter out there. The Illuminar is in a unique position as it?s a science ship. What is it ?to go where on has gone before? I will be setting up ingoing two half-day programs for all of you undertake physical training, scheduled according to your duty shifts. Activities included circuit training; hand-to-hand combat training; weapons identification; dealing with intruders on board Independence; information sessions on landing party procedures and zero-gravity/free-fall survival training. I have programmed new Holosuite scenarios for you?to experience. Landscape terrain of rocks, woods and hills, which be used as for long-distance runs in full and semi-combat gear in addition to circuit t fitness training, as well as simulated combat drills. The main purpose of this is to allow you to survive potential hostile situations using their own creative skills, rather than weapons as a last resort. I want to introduce the physical training instructors who will lead the programme. Stand up please ensigns Jo ?cob, McCaskey, K'ehleyr and Tan?
Keung had deliberately chosen former Marines instructors to join the Secuirty team. All of them were tall 6ft to 7ft, muscular broad-shouldered types and would scare the living daylights if they were met in a dark alley way.
(reply any)
?Thank you. Now I would like to introduce Commander Carson Peters to speak to you.?
(reply Peters)
?Thank you. Commander. That?s the end of the briefing. I hope to see you around the ship. There?s still plenty of food and drink at the back so help yourself. Dismissed.?
(reply any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: FW: (6, 1500) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 22:47:08 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.1500
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1500)
The Officers Lounge or The Explorers Lounge on Deck 4 was one of two rooms on the Illuminar which was big enough to hold a Security meeting for the Security Officers. It was going to be one of the few occasions where Keung had arranged for the whole department to be present at the same time! When the Illuminar is eventually in flight, it would be logistically difficult to gather folks together because of the different shift rotas.
Keung had arranged the room into a row by row seating arrangement with a lectern at the front and a large monitor behind him. Against the wall was a rack which was covered by a sheet. At the far end of the room was three long tables with snacks and drinks replicated from the food replicated. Nothing like a buffet that always attracts a crowd
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
It was where most of the security officers had gathered and Keung enjoyed the buzz of conversations that was taking place. Some people sat on the seats near the back. Keung was by the lectern checking his notes and had placed a glass of water on it. He checked the timing on his ?old fashioned? watch. Five minutes to go.
He gently tapped the microphone to see if it was on. Colleagues.? Called out Keung ?Colleagues. We start in five minutes. Please take your seats. By all means bring your food and drink to your chair.? He preferred to address everyone as colleagues instead of ?Ladies and gentlemen, other beings? as too long winded.
The seats to be began to be occupied from the back. None was particularly eager to be near the front except for Commander Carson Peters who had just arrived and was taking his seat on the front row.
(reply Carson)
?All set ready to go.? Said Keung. ?I will introduce you at the end.? As the seat filled up, he looked around at the audience. Out of all the Security Officers present, the majority were humans and he identified other races Andorians, Vulcans, Klingons, Bajorans, and Betazoids. The four Klingons sat together. He spotted a few new Security officers who had been assigned to the ship. He could see scattered around the room his former roommate, Penny McTaggard, Hercules Devers, Tressa Terence and Steven Hammons. He just about recognised another security officer, T?Mur
Showtime! ?Welcome colleagues. Let me introduce myself to those of you who don?t know me. My name is Ensign Keung Lee, Assistant Chief of Security. We have no Chief of Security so for now I have taken on temporally the duties of the Chief of Security.? Began Keung as he glanced at Commander Peters!
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
?With relation to the chain of command. You take my orders from in the first instance> I want to day that my door will always be open if anyone wants to see me. When we are together, please refer to me as ?Boss? or ?chief? It sounds a less plenteous than calling me ?Sir[ I report directly to 2nd Officer, Commander Carson Peters whom you will hear from in a few minutes.?
Keung looked down at his notes.
?Welcome back to the ship after your leave. We have a few newcomers who has joined us. I won?t embarrass you by standing up but you can see who they are on the monitor behind me.? Keung didn?t bother to turn round as the monitor displayed holographic images of the faces and names of the security team including four third year Academy cadets on placement to the Illuminar.
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
?Oh yes, congratulations to Steven Hammon on your recent marriage.?
(reply Hammons)
?Right down to business. As you know the Illuminar has completed its refit so there are a few structural changes as well as room changes. I expect all of you to be familiar with the layout of the ship so you can get to your duty stations as quickly as possible. You will be allocated to the duty shift team leaders for Alpha, Beta and Charlie in a few days? time who will issue you with your rotas. It is in your interest to follow the duty rotas. Being late to duty is unacceptable.
I understand that it been a sort of unspoken custom that and I speaking to the old hands here, that some security officers have been regular jogging along the decks for exercise. Well that stops now! No more jogging in the passageways, You want to do some circuit running or jogging then use the Holosuite, gym and fitness suite please.?
Keung paused as he looked around the audience.
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
)
?Now I want to mention about the Armoury. I have assigned Petty Office class 3 PO 3 Carol Linnis as the new Armoury Officer. PO Linnis. Will you stand please?
Carol stood up and gave a quick wave to those around her hoping that the boss is not going to ask her say anything. Keung didn?t and she sat down relived.
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
?There will be changes to the use of the Armoury and PO Linnis will implement those changes. She will be sending out the policy to all soon. The Armoury and the firing range will no longer be freely accessible at set times. To gain access to the Armoury, you will need to book in advance and you will be given an authorisation one off code. Individuals will then upon arrival to submit to a body and retina scan before entry. Once inside, the individual will report to duty armourer and sign in. You also will be checked out by a security guard when you finish in the Armoury. PO Linnis will be organising the logistics of when you can access only by appointment.?
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
?I am pleased t to tell you that we have a new consignment of energy and melee weapons including a one or two bal?teths. I have also introduced non energy weapons. Ballistic weapons? .
Keung walked over to the rack and uncovered the cover to reveal a TR-117 rifle. He picked up the rifle.
?I hold in my hand ? the TR-116 rifle?weapon developed by Starfleet security, designed for use in dampening fields or radiogenic environments where conventional energy weapons, like phasers would be useless. This type of rifle fires a chemically propelled titanium bullet?"
He was about to continue when he noticed a blonde waving a hand. "Crewman Tigworth. You have a question?"
Crewman Tigworth lowered her hand and pointed to the TR-116. "My understanding that Starfleet abandoned the manufacture of the TR-116 when the regenerative phaser was invented. "
"You're quite right, Crewman. You know your history. Officially prototypes were developed and put on the back burner when the phaser was adopted. However, Starfleet continued to develop the TR-116 and is part of Starfleet security?er?classified weapons issue."
Ensign Shah stood up. ?Sir...boss . I don't understand why we'd be using non-energy weapons when phasers are just as effective. Aren't these weapons non-standard issue?" the confused Ensign said.
"Neither are most of the weapons you see in the Armoury, Ensign. We are often going on missions where the presence of a phaser weapon is often inappropriate, especially if it's a pre-warp society. Also, we need to be aware that we cannot just rely on the reliability of phaser weapons. Experience has shown us that. It is one of the reasons why we have are running 'non-energy weapons training days.' I want all of you to be trained and have experience in using ballistic and bladed weapons."
"There is nothing more honourable than using a Bat'leth and a D'k tahg," roared a Klingon security officer,
Keung noticed the uneasy laughter among the audience. "Proves my point," said Keung.
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
Keung put the weapon back in the rack before returning to the lectern.
?That brings me to the next point. I have introduced a new hand weapons policy which everyone will receive in their communique. I have laid down instructions for who can be authorised to be issued with a weapon apart from you colleagues. There will be a procedure for issuing out of weapons.
Apart from the armoury, there are now designated phaser lockers throughout the ship. These are accessed by retinal security coding of the senior deck officer and his/her deputy. The locations of the designated phasers lockers are classified and will be currently under review.
Now the procedures for issuing out of weapons from Lower Armoury
1. Under no circumstances will the Armoury Officer will issue a weapon without authorisation from a designated officer.
2. All users must be trained in the designated weapon. There are on-going certified training courses for all crew members. Please see department head for permission to go on one of these weapons training courses.
3. Weapons must be collected and returned from the Armoury counter under supervision of an security officer and Armoury Officer.
4. It is the responsibility of the user to look after their weapon disciplinary charges will be brought before the user in the event of a misplaced weapon and/or improper use of the weapon.
In the days to come, every security officer will undergo certification training in using non energy and energy weapons.?
.
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
Keung checked his notes again. ?You all had basic and advance physical training at the Academy and out on the field but that doesn?t mean it stops. That's space out there?the unknown, we don't know what we'll encounter out there. The Illuminar is in a unique position as it?s a science ship. What is it ?to go where on has gone before? I will be setting up ingoing two half-day programs for all of you undertake physical training, scheduled according to your duty shifts. Activities included circuit training; hand-to-hand combat training; weapons identification; dealing with intruders on board Independence; information sessions on landing party procedures and zero-gravity/free-fall survival training. I have programmed new Holosuite scenarios for you?to experience. Landscape terrain of rocks, woods and hills, which be used as for long-distance runs in full and semi-combat gear in addition to circuit t fitness training, as well as simulated combat drills. The main purpose of this is to allow you to survive potential hostile situations using their own creative skills, rather than weapons as a last resort. I want to introduce the physical training instructors who will lead the programme. Stand up please ensigns Jo ?cob, McCaskey, K'ehleyr and Tan?
Keung had deliberately chosen former Marines instructors to join the Secuirty team. All of them were tall 6ft to 7ft, muscular broad-shouldered types and would scare the living daylights if they were met in a dark alley way.
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes any)
?Thank you. Now I would like to introduce Commander Carson Peters to speak to you.?
(reply Peters)
?Thank you. Commander. That?s the end of the briefing. I hope to see you around the ship. There?s still plenty of food and drink at the back so help yourself. Dismissed.?
(reply Carson, Hammons,T?Mur, McTaggard, Bolyes, any)
(posted by John
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1500)- CO- Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 12:21:48 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 14 -Main Engineering- CO- Captain Sekal - 1500)
With Luma successfully reintegrated and ships power completely restored
Sekal had gathered the Engineering and Operations crew together to
familiarize them with the new systems aboard the ship. Being a radical
departure from the older dilithium crystal drive he was taking no chances
on miscommunication or confusion impinging on a successful operation.
He looked about the group for a moment to insure he had their attention
before beginning.
"You are all very well versed in your craft however the purpose of this
meeting is to inform you of changes to this ships systems from what most of
you are familiar with. On the surface the new crystal drive is
fundamentally unchanged as it uses the matter/anti-matter fuel supply
however the tri-methyl selenide crystal has some notable differences,
primarily a much finer crystalline latticework which insures a more
efficient reaction within the intermixed chamber. The inefficiency of the
dilithium crystal drive has been reduced by eighty percent leading to a
more efficient use of the fuel supply and a resultant lowering of the low
energy plasma emitted by the older system.
On the older system deuterium was introduced in greater amounts than
anti-deuterium to insure all of the anti-deuterium atoms were involved in
the reaction. Within the new drive however the intermixed ratio has been
reduced from 1.8 to 1 to 1.193 to 1.
With the same volume of fuel then the high energy plasma used to power the
warp coils has been significantly increased and low energy plasma reduced
as noted. Also the engines use swirl technology, smaller crystals situated
around the intermix chamber rather one one large central crystal which had
already been in use on the Intrepid/Belleraphon design due to its greater
efficiency.
This has caused a number of changes in the power flow within the EPS
conduits. Ships systems had always been run by low energy plasma and
assisted by auxiliary power from the impulse engines only when needed due
to unforseen draws upon the system but the ship now routinely uses
auxiliary power to supplement the available energy supply.
Additionally energy to power the phasers and tractor beams now uses high
energy plasma drawn from the warp core like the deflector shields. This
necessitated the introduction of sturdier power buffers, shunts and
transformer circuitry."
He looked about the group. "Are there any questions on anything I've
covered so far?"
(Reply: Any, room for more)
"Returning to the subject. Due to the Anelurian crystals being tied to
subspace much like the dilithium crystal is theorized to tie to null space
the warp bubble created by the warp coil has an enhanced effect allowing
for a reduced need of high energy plasma. When running at high warp speeds
the draw upon the engines is routinely at 30%, far below the normal ratio
of 90% and above on earlier systems. This enhanced effect also has been
proven to open a subspace tunnel at speeds approaching warp 10 which is
navigable at speeds allowed by Transwarp and Quantum Slipstream drive
technology without the additional and cumbersome monitoring equipment.
It should be noted that running at maximum warp during the duration test
overloaded the upgraded series of flux capacitor used for that test so a
hardier one was designed and introduced while we were at Bajor. This newer
design proved sufficient to allow us to make the return trip to Mars with a
reduced travel time of 83.3%.
Familiarizing yourself with the upgraded components and altered power flow
will allow you to be more efficient in monitoring and servicing the
equipment. Are there any final questions?"
(Reply: Any, room for more)
He nodded as the meeting came to an end and handed out padds to those
assembled. "These contain all of the information I have just covered in
more exacting detai as well as a full schematic of power flow within the
shipl. If you have any additional questions or concerns that Ensign Jordaan
is unable to answer you may bring them to me. I do not anticipate this as
she is well versed in the new drive. Thank you for your attention.
Dismissed."
Having concluded the presentation he allowed them to return to their duties
and took a moment to survey the ongoing operations before leaving.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (6-1500)- CO- Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 19:53:23 -0600
NRPG: Fixed an unintended demotion. Thanks to Lorenz for pointing it out. :p
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 14 -Main Engineering- CO- Captain Sekal - 1500)
With Luma successfully reintegrated and ships power completely restored
Sekal had gathered the Engineering and Operations crew together to
familiarize them with the new systems aboard the ship. Being a radical
departure from the older dilithium crystal drive he was taking no chances
on miscommunication or confusion impinging on a successful operation.
He looked about the group for a moment to insure he had their attention
before beginning.
"You are all very well versed in your craft however the purpose of this
meeting is to inform you of changes to this ships systems from what most of
you are familiar with. On the surface the new crystal drive is
fundamentally unchanged as it uses the matter/anti-matter fuel supply
however the tri-methyl selenide crystal has some notable differences,
primarily a much finer crystalline latticework which insures a more
efficient reaction within the intermixed chamber. The inefficiency of the
dilithium crystal drive has been reduced by eighty percent leading to a
more efficient use of the fuel supply and a resultant lowering of the low
energy plasma emitted by the older system.
On the older system deuterium was introduced in greater amounts than
anti-deuterium to insure all of the anti-deuterium atoms were involved in
the reaction. Within the new drive however the intermixed ratio has been
reduced from 1.8 to 1 to 1.193 to 1.
With the same volume of fuel then the high energy plasma used to power the
warp coils has been significantly increased and low energy plasma reduced
as noted. Also the engines use swirl technology, smaller crystals situated
around the intermix chamber rather one one large central crystal which had
already been in use on the Intrepid/Belleraphon design due to its greater
efficiency.
This has caused a number of changes in the power flow within the EPS
conduits. Ships systems had always been run by low energy plasma and
assisted by auxiliary power from the impulse engines only when needed due
to unforseen draws upon the system but the ship now routinely uses
auxiliary power to supplement the available energy supply.
Additionally energy to power the phasers and tractor beams now uses high
energy plasma drawn from the warp core like the deflector shields. This
necessitated the introduction of sturdier power buffers, shunts and
transformer circuitry."
He looked about the group. "Are there any questions on anything I've
covered so far?"
(Reply: Any, room for more)
"Returning to the subject. Due to the Anelurian crystals being tied to
subspace much like the dilithium crystal is theorized to tie to null space
the warp bubble created by the warp coil has an enhanced effect allowing
for a reduced need of high energy plasma. When running at high warp speeds
the draw upon the engines is routinely at 30%, far below the normal ratio
of 90% and above on earlier systems. This enhanced effect also has been
proven to open a subspace tunnel at speeds approaching warp 10 which is
navigable at speeds allowed by Transwarp and Quantum Slipstream drive
technology without the additional and cumbersome monitoring equipment.
It should be noted that running at maximum warp during the duration test
overloaded the upgraded series of flux capacitor used for that test so a
hardier one was designed and introduced while we were at Bajor. This newer
design proved sufficient to allow us to make the return trip to Mars with a
reduced travel time of 83.3%.
Familiarizing yourself with the upgraded components and altered power flow
will allow you to be more efficient in monitoring and servicing the
equipment. Are there any final questions?"
(Reply: Any, room for more)
He nodded as the meeting came to an end and handed out padds to those
assembled. "These contain all of the information I have just covered in
more exacting detai as well as a full schematic of power flow within the
shipl. If you have any additional questions or concerns that Lieutenant
Jordaan is unable to answer you may bring them to me. I do not anticipate
this as she is well versed in the new drive. Thank you for your attention.
Dismissed."
Having concluded the presentation he allowed them to return to their duties
and took a moment to survey the ongoing operations before leaving.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (16, 1502) 2O, Commander Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 00:00:51 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" - 2O,
Commander Carson Peters - 1502)
Carson walked through the doors to the Explorers Lounge for the first time
since the ship had undertaken a brief refit. He'd been mildly surprised
that Ensign Lee had wanted to hold a full departmental meeting straight out
of the gate and even more surprised when he set it up in the Officers
Lounge. It was one way to ingratiate himself on his teams, Carson had
thought as he'd made his way there.
"Oh." Was all he was able to say as he stepped into the room and found that
Ensign Lee had reorganised it into an amphitheatre style seating, with rows
and rows of chairs. Was he going to be giving a presentation of sorts? In
his invite, he'd asked that Carson would say a few words to the department
but he hadn't expected this. It was, well, now that he thought about it, it
wasn't much different to the first few Security briefings they'd held in
the MAR's conference halls.
"Colleagues." Called out Keung, his voice amplified by using a microphone
linked in with the ship's audio systems ?Colleagues. We start in five
minutes. Please take your seats. By all means bring your food and drink to
your chairs.?
~Food & Drink?~ He began looking around and spotting the buffet table
headed straight to it. Never before had he been so excited in a Briefing
room, he'd missed lunch earlier because of excess paperwork which had
needed completing. "Excellent work, Mr. Lee." Carson said under his breath
as he began piling food onto a plate.
(Reply anyone that wants to comment - with room for more)
Once he was ready to go sit down, he took the plate and headed towards the
front of the seats so he was available for whenever Ensign Lee required his
presence. As he got towards the front, the Ensign made a move to come say
hello.
"This is all very grand Ensign, I'm impressed you managed to pull all of
this together so quickly. Are you prepared to lead the briefing?"
?All set ready to go.? Said Keung. ?I will introduce you at the end.?
Carson nodded, "I'll be here." he sat down in the chair and watched Ensign
Lee stalk back off to his stand. Looking around whilst eating, he couldn't
help but wonder about the fresh faces he saw in the crowd. Ensign T'Mur he
spotted and acknowledged from a distance, but there were others that Ensign
Lee had introduced him too as of yet. ~Seems like Keung want's to make some
changes~ he thought as he chowed down.
(Reply anyone who wants to sit next to the Commander - with room for more)
?Welcome colleagues." Came Keung's voice, once again amplified by the
Illuminar's audio system, "Let me introduce myself to those of you who
don?t know me. My name is Ensign Keung Lee, Assistant Chief of Security.
We have no Chief of Security so for now I have taken on temporally the
duties of the Chief of Security.? He then flashed Carson a meaningful look.
~Wasn't expecting to have to do something so soon~ Carson thought to
himself as he swallowed the piece of meat he'd just inserted. Keung got the
message quickly enough though and continued. He seemed nervous, if a little
inexperienced at giving a briefing to this many people, but he was doing
well in spite of that.
?With relation to the chain of command. You take my orders from me in the
first instance. I want to say that my door will always be open if anyone
wants to see me. When we are together, please refer to me as ?Boss? or
?chief? It sounds less plenteous than calling me ?Sir' I report directly
to 2nd Officer, Commander Carson Peters whom you will hear from in a few
minutes.?
There was a pause as Keung looked down at what Carson assumed were his
notes. He could hear people behind him shuffling about in their seats.
?Welcome back to the ship after your leave." Keung then continued, "We have
a few newcomers who have joined us. I won?t embarrass you by standing up
but you can see who they are on the monitor behind me.? The monitor then
flashed up biographical images of each of the new members that had been
brought onboard to either replace or reinforce the Security & Tactical
teams.
This was Keung's first mistake. Personally he would have had the new
recruits introduce themselves and perhaps provide a little insight into
what they're specialism was. Perhaps Lee would get to that, either later or
in private.
(reply anyone)
?Oh yes, congratulations to Steven Hammon on your recent marriage.?
Carson smiled. He could only imagine the state Mr. Hammons would be in
right now, he heard a "whoop whoop" and a loud whistle from the back, which
if Carson had been a betting man, he'd have put money on Boyles being the
man providing the sounds.
(Reply Hammons, any)
"Right, down to business.." Ensign Lee then fired into the rest of his
presentation, going through everything from shift rotas, to the armory and
weapon guidelines too where the "colleagues" as he called them could work
out. There was some back on forth on certain points but Carson kept his
opinions and thoughts to himself and let the Ensign deal with any
questions. Keung ended his presentation after introducing his teams to four
prior Marines who had come aboard to provide Security with some additional
training and then turning to Carson, ?Thank you. Now I would like to
introduce Commander Carson Peters to speak to you.?
Having placed his plate beneath his chair once he'd finished the food he
was able to just stand up and walk to the podium. Stopped before he got
there and then spun, "What? No applause?" he said with fake shock on his
face, "Ensign, you promised me rapturous applause and some whooping."
There was a whoop from the back of the room and Carson turned to look at
Lee who was clearly trying to decide what to say, "Don't worry- I'm
joking." he smiled and stepped past the man. "I'm not sure what else I can
say to you all, Ensign Lee has done a very thorough briefing there."
Pausing for a moment to look out over the 30 or so Illuminar crew scattered
out in front of him and then he began, "Some of you will know me, some of
you have served with me. You know what I'm about and you know what I expect
both from myself and you. For those of you who are new to the Illuminar,
well I guess you'll have to come spend some time with me to learn that." he
tapped a few buttons on the console and then began to move from behind the
podium.
"I'm no good at standing still." he said to the on-lookers. His voice
continued to carry as the Illuminar (with a little help from Luma)
continued to adjust for his movement. "Probably due to the hundreds of
hours I logged standing guard, whilst working at Starfleet HQ, My body
won't accept the stillness any more." Another pause,
"Within this department we have an incredible amount of experience,
diversity and knowledge. You are the first lines of defence this ship and
it's crew has and that is a responsibility I always took extremely
seriously as a Security officer. You will be the first in and the last out.
Work together and have each other's backs. That's the job in the nutshell."
He kept moving back and forth on the stage, "Those of you with Tactical
acumen and training will be required to operate in a dual role as Security
& Tactical officers. Illuminar has just been fitted with some exciting new
weaponry and systems. Now I hope they're never used, just as I hope that
Petty Officer Linnis is never required to empty her armories in an
emergency, but certainly better to have with us out there, than to not have
them and actively require them, wouldn't you agree?"
(Reply any iyw)
"The information on the ship's upgrades are readily available and I expect
any Tactical officers to be up to speed on these upgrades by the end of
day."
(Reply any)
There was a silence again, "Now it seems to me that we have some of the
most intriguing minds together in one place, a whole department which is
unlikely to happen again for some time. So if Ensign Lee would rejoin me
I'd like to open the floor to any discussions, questions or concerns any of
you may have. Don't concern yourselves with rank, if there is something on
your mind and is relevant to the discussion, let's hear it." He picked up
his chair and pulled it onto the stage facing the crowd and sat down.
(Reply all security. Thats - Ensigns Lee, T'Mur, Talence & McTaggard as
well as, Petty Officers Hammons & Devers and ANYONE that feels like taking
on a Security/Tactical NPC for the meeting or beyond)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1502) Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 16:11:53 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - aCEO, Lieutenant(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan -
1502)
The Captain had asked for a meeting with the senior engineers and
operations staff on the ship. They'd all gathered in Main Engineering, as
Vex had a fairly good idea on what the Captain wanted to talk to them all
about. Having said 'hello' to everyone present they were now waiting
patiently for Captain Sekal to begin-
"You are all very well versed in your craft however the purpose of this
meeting is to inform you of changes to this ships systems from what most of
you are familiar with. On the surface the new crystal drive is
fundamentally unchanged as it uses the matter/anti-matter fuel supply
however the tri-methyl selenide crystal has some notable differences,
primarily a much finer crystalline latticework which insures a more
efficient reaction within the intermixed chamber. The inefficiency of the
dilithium crystal drive has been reduced by eighty percent leading to a
more efficient use of the fuel supply and a resultant lowering of the low
energy plasma emitted by the older system.
On the older system deuterium was introduced in greater amounts than
anti-deuterium to insure all of the anti-deuterium atoms were involved in
the reaction. Within the new drive however the intermixed ratio has been
reduced from 1.8 to 1 to 1.193 to 1.
With the same volume of fuel then the high energy plasma used to power the
warp coils has been significantly increased and low energy plasma reduced
as noted. Also the engines use swirl technology, smaller crystals situated
around the intermix chamber rather one one large central crystal which had
already been in use on the Intrepid/Belleraphon design due to its greater
efficiency.
This has caused a number of changes in the power flow within the EPS
conduits. Ships systems had always been run by low energy plasma and
assisted by auxiliary power from the impulse engines only when needed due
to unforseen draws upon the system but the ship now routinely uses
auxiliary power to supplement the available energy supply.
Additionally energy to power the phasers and tractor beams now uses high
energy plasma drawn from the warp core like the deflector shields. This
necessitated the introduction of sturdier power buffers, shunts and
transformer circuitry."
He looked about the group. "Are there any questions on anything I've
covered so far?"
Vex looked around at the group, ready to help the Captain answer any
questions that came up from the group.
(Reply any)
"Returning to the subject. Due to the Anelurian crystals being tied to
subspace much like the dilithium crystal is theorized to tie to null space
the warp bubble created by the warp coil has an enhanced effect allowing
for a reduced need of high energy plasma. When running at high warp speeds
the draw upon the engines is routinely at 30%, far below the normal ratio
of 90% and above on earlier systems. This enhanced effect also has been
proven to open a subspace tunnel at speeds approaching warp 10 which is
navigable at speeds allowed by Transwarp and Quantum Slipstream drive
technology without the additional and cumbersome monitoring equipment.
It should be noted that running at maximum warp during the duration test
overloaded the upgraded series of flux capacitor used for that test so a
hardier one was designed and introduced while we were at Bajor. This newer
design proved sufficient to allow us to make the return trip to Mars with a
reduced travel time of 83.3%.
Familiarizing yourself with the upgraded components and altered power flow
will allow you to be more efficient in monitoring and servicing the
equipment. Are there any final questions?"
(Reply any)
"Nothing from me, Captain. Thank-you for your presentation."
(Reply any)
Sekal nodded as the meeting came to an end and handed out padds to those
assembled. "These contain all of the information I have just covered in
more exacting detail as well as a full schematic of power flow within the
shipl. If you have any additional questions or concerns that Lieutenant
Jordaan is unable to answer you may bring them to me. I do not anticipate
this as she is well versed in the new drive. Thank you for your attention.
Dismissed."
Vex was the first to stand up to help signify with the other officers that
it was time to leave. She didn't take one of the padds, she already had the
information.
(Reply any/none)
(Posted by Jono Bradley - Vex'ahlia Jordaan)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1503) Engineer Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 01:12:42 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - Engineer Ens (jg) Tycho Alantar - 1503)
Tycho was at full alert as soon as the process started, taking cues
from Matrix and carefully watching his control at each step. Even with
the best, sometimes it took some work to get there, and he made minute
adjustments to his own speed of action when he could tell a spike was
because of him being slow or fast. As he found the sweet spot, he saw
a few of the EPS spikes settle, but there were others still happening
and Tycho did what he could to help control the transfer, making
bypass after bypass to new power shunts if one looked in danger of a
full fry up.
Tycho felt a bead of sweat crawl down the back of his neck, what
seemed like forever was in fact only about a quarter of an hour. The
warmth and glow of the crystal in the transfer device began to fade
and the sense of vibrancy to the crystal disappeared. Another minute
passed and an audible crack was heard as the Anelurian Crystal
fragment shattered into four pieces. His body moved on instinct,
rolling the shoulder to guard against anything flying his direction,
but his eyes scanned things immediately after. He frowned deeply, but
the process had ended almost immediately after Luma was fully in the
ship, and the crystal directly after that. He made a last check of his
readouts and set the console to compile and analyse everything he'd
done and cross-reference the others' consoles. Hopefully a pattern
could be found that would help solve the mystery of the Quartered
Crystal.
He leaned down and picked up one piece of the crystal as a rich and
warm voice sounded, with some peculiar linguistics. Tycho was used to
listening to garbled language and catching the meaning. Growing up on
a space station close to several Federation borders had some uses
after all.
=^= This one is called Luma and she is of the Lenai. The small ones
not the Dieter will introduce themselves to Luma. Luma knows the
Dieter well since he helps to fix issues with the skin. The nameless
small ones are now assistants to My Vex and keep the skin able to
run.=^= The Lenai's very friendly voice hardened into what one might
recognize as ptsd.
=^= If the nameless small ones attempt to circumvent Luma's access to
the skin's power, especially the ability to go, Luma will put that
small one into the time out until the Vice Admiral Saleke may come.=^=
The Lenai gave her warning once, but the taste of fear was bitter in
the air, even for the non-telepaths.
Tycho could feel it in his spine and it raised his hackles for a
second, but he cracked his neck to shrug it off and stood, getting
caught up in a nebulous sense of fear wouldn't help, just like
sparring. Bringing the piece to the console he set up a scan as he
spoke, "Hello Luma, I am Tycho Alantar. As you say, I am here to help
keep your - skin - in good shape," Tycho smiled, it made sense, and
he'd probably enjoy exploring her description of the feeling, but that
was for a less concerning time, so he continued, "I hope you will be
happy to hear that I spent a good amount of time fixing and caring for
many ships at the Shipyards on Mars, so I hope I can do the same with
you."
Tycho paused in his dialogue, waiting for an answer. Until told
otherwise though, he wasn't going to push small talk. There were more
pressing things at hand. Getting a scan started on the piece of
crystal, he went back to his original station just as the compile
flashed complete. He keyed up any anomalous readings and started
scanning through them, the look on his face plain enough showing his
engineering brain turning over.
(Reply Luma, any)
Examining his readouts again, Tycho set aside his own earlier issues,
clearing out known human error, since the computer wasn't pointing to
anything specifically done by anyone, ::yet.::
(Reply Any here)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: I didn't want to lead us to where we shouldn't go, so am very
sparse on what Tycho's readouts say. Luma, Vex, Dieter, or anyone else
in the know can expand on what's there. :P
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1505) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2020 19:53:42 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 245.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4 The Officers Lounge? - Security PO3 Hercules
Devers - 1505)
Devers arrived at the Officers Lounge to attend the Chief?s meeting.This
was a first for him, a meeting of the whole department.He wandered over
to the table and grabbed a drink before circling around talking to some
of his mates.He was still sore from the fight the other day and a few of
them ribbed him while about the fight.Each of them had already asked to
see if he could train them in some of the moves.
?Colleagues.We start in five minutes. Please take your seats. By all
means bring your food and drink to your chair.? The Chief said.
Devers grabbed a seat on the end of the back row and waited while the
speeches began.
The pictures of some of the new members of the department appeared on
the screen.A couple of green Ensigns and some academy cadets.More work
for the NCO corp.
Devers missed the next few points till the Chief called on Lannis.Seems
she is now in the armory.When Lee announced the new policies about using
the firing range, Devers groaned inwards.More regulations.No more
spontaneous shooting competition. Well, each Chief had to put their
stamp on the department.
The meeting when on as the Chief introduced the TR-16, a weapon using
chemical propellants.For pre-warp cultures and in the event of damping
fields, he said.
"There is nothing more honorable than using a /Bat'leth/?and a /D'k
tahg/," called out the Klingon.Devers didn?t know him well, but might
have to see about some hand to hand matches.
There was a groan when the Chief discussed new weapons policy and
mentioned recertification.Well Devers wasn?t worried, another formality
and more paperwork.Best done under warp.
Four ensigns stood up while Lee discussed the new training regime for
the department.Devers wondered if any of them would spar.Although they
had a good 8 inches taller than him, he was pretty sure he could take
them.Combat drills could be fun, if they were realistic, time will tell.
The meeting ended and everyone stood up, heading over to the table with
snacks.Devers sat and waited for the crowd to think out before he made
his way over.He was on his post-fight meal plan, so he grabbed a drink
and started milling around.
(Reply any security)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1506) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 10:00:21 -0500
Mission: ?Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, ?Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" ?
Security PO3 Hercules Devers - 1502)
"Now it seems to me that we have some of the most intriguing minds
together in one place, a whole department which is unlikely to happen
again for some time. So if Ensign Lee would rejoin me I'd like to open
the floor to any discussions, questions or concerns any of you may have.
Don't concern yourselves with rank, if there is something on your mind
and is relevant to the discussion, let's hear it." Commander Peters said.
Devers stood up in the back, ?Chief, Commander, thanks for the
information. I have two concerns, Sirs,?
He paused briefly, ?I know many of us NCOs like to use the firing range
in off-time to get in some target practice, test our skills against each
other and more.These are usually spontaneous events that keep us sharp
and build both comradery and well, maintain our challenge ladder.So I?m
wondering why it was decided to restrict access to appointment only??
(Reply Lee, Carson)
?Thank you, Sir.And one other thing.Why the prohibition on running in
the halls?With respect, running on a treadmill is not the same thing??
(Reply Lee, Carson)
?Yes Sir, I understand,? Devers replied before sitting down.
(Reply Lee, Carson)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1510) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 07:27:25 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1510)
?Welcome colleagues. Let me introduce myself to those of you who don?t know me. My name is Ensign Keung Lee, Assistant Chief of Security. We have no Chief of Security so for now I have taken on temporally the duties of the Chief of Security. With relation to the chain of command. You take my orders from in the first instance. I want to day that my door will always be open if anyone wants to see me. When we are together, please refer to me as ?Boss" or "chief? It sounds a less plenteous than calling me ?Sir?. I report directly to 2nd Officer, Commander Carson Peters whom you will hear from in a few minutes.?
T?Mur raised and eyebrow at the last statement. ?Boss?? That was not what she would be doing. She knew humans like to be less formal, but there was a point that she would not go to ?fit in.? Apparently she would be calling him ?Chief?. The title did elevate his position a little, but he was the ranking security officer, so he was entitled. He clearly wanted these people to think of him as a friend. Her personal belief was that was a mistake. Not that she was ever in command of anything.
?Welcome back to the ship after your leave. We have a few newcomers who has joined us. I won?t embarrass you by standing up but you can see who they are on the monitor behind me.?
T?Mur cringed a little at her image on the screen. Granted, she recognized a few of the men from the gym earlier in the room, however she never really appreciated her own image. However, she did take the time to scan the other images and spot their owners in the room. They had not been on the roster when she had studied it this morning.
?Right down to business. As you know the Illuminar has completed its refit so there are a few structural changes as well as room changes. I expect all of you to be familiar with the layout of the ship so you can get to your duty stations as quickly as possible. You will be allocated to the duty shift team leaders for Alpha, Beta and Charlie in a few days? time who will issue you with your rotas. It is in your interest to follow the duty rotas. Being late to duty is unacceptable.
I understand that it been a sort of unspoken custom that, and I am speaking to the old hands here, that some security officers have been regular jogging along the decks for exercise. Well that stops now! No more jogging in the passageways. You want to do some circuit running or jogging then use the Holosuite, gym and fitness suite please.?
T?Mur shrugged. She rarely ran in hallways anyway. She tended to run into things.
?Now I want to mention about the Armoury. I have assigned Petty Office class 3 PO 3 Carol Linnis as the new Armoury Officer. PO Linnis. Will you stand please?
Carol stood up and gave a quick wave to those around her hoping that the boss is not going to ask her say anything. Keung didn?t and she sat down relived.
?There will be changes to the use of the Armoury and PO Linnis will implement those changes. She will be sending out the policy to all soon. The Armoury and the firing range will no longer be freely accessible at set times. To gain access to the Armoury, you will need to book in advance and you will be given an authorisation one off code. Individuals will then upon arrival to submit to a body and retina scan before entry. Once inside, the individual will report to duty armourer and sign in. You also will be checked out by a security guard when you finish in the Armoury. PO Linnis will be organising the logistics of when you can access only by appointment.?
?I am pleased t to tell you that we have a new consignment of energy and melee weapons including a one or two bat?leths. I have also introduced non energy weapons. Ballistic weapons? .
T?Mur tilted her head. What was the purpose of bat?leths, or most melee weapons. There would be little opportunity to utilize such a weapon in the scenarios that T?Mur could imagine. She ran through several in her mind, but knew that most of the time melee weapons created a false sense of security, and most assailants are easily disarmed by a well trained hand to hand combatant. However, heres was not to wonder why.
Keung walked over to the rack and uncovered the cover to reveal a TR-117 rifle. He picked up the rifle.
There was a brief conversation over the logic of the weapons that the ?Chief? was ordering them to learn to use. It seemed to end when a Klingon officer roared, "There is nothing more honorable than using a Bat'leth and a D'k tag."
"Proves my point," said Keung.
T?Mur held her breath before she reacted impulsively. What she would like to do is have a time to train with the Klingon and show how exactly wrong he could be. She did not begrudge him his Klingon pride in his homeward weapons, but there was a reason that the Klingons were in the position that they were in. And to be honest, she was surprised to still see Klingons participating in Starfleet.
Lee went on to explain about the hand weapons policies and procedures. It was all very dry, and T?Mur had been sitting too long to give it her undivided attention. She allowed part of her mind to wander, as a part continued to listen and monitor for anything that she needed to pay attention to. Apparently Ensign Lee liked to follow everything up with written orders so her full attention to these details was not necessary.
She scanned the room to see the reactions of the other security officers. Many were occupying themselves with generous helpings of the food from the buffet table. T?mir wondered how they were going to work off those calories to maintain their physical optimacy. Then she noted that some of the men were not very concerned about that as they already looked somewhat over weight. She wondered if Ensign Lee was going to address that particular issue, since he addressed the no running in the hallways rule.
Lee then went through a training regimen that he planned for everyone to go through. She shrugged thinking that her own training was probably more rigorous. She was intrigued with the zero-gravity/free-fall training. She had gone through some Zero-G training in the academy but looked forward to doing more.
?I want to introduce the physical training instructors who will lead the programme. Stand up please ensigns Jo ?cob, McCaskey, K'ehleyr and Tan?
T?mir looked at the men that were introduced. They seemed to be clearly chosen because of their size, and perhaps their intimidation factor. She was not intimidated. In fact she was pretty certain that she already picked out the weaknesses of the one called Tan. However, most of the others seemed appropriately impressed.
The words from Commander Peters brought the briefing to a close.
? Now I would like to introduce Commander Carson Peters to speak to you.?
" I hope to see you around the ship. There?s still plenty of food and drink at the back so help yourself. Dismissed.?
T?Mur stood up and looked around the room. She noted that Devers had made his way to the buffet. She walked along the food trays looking at the assortment of food, realizing that there was little there for her to consume. Disappointed she walked to Hercules.
?So what was your impression of the briefing?? she asked
(reply Devers)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1510) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 23:44:28 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1520)
T?Mur nodded at Devers' impression of the briefing. She was well aware of the human, almost need, for spontaneity. They did seem to thrive in the unknown. Andrea had once tried to explain the draw of video performances that were purposed to elicit a fearful response. She had called them ?Horror Flicks? and ?Slasher Movies?. The sudden appearance of an entity whose sole purpose was to create havoc and kill without any notice. T?mir did not really see the draw. Andrea had given up in trying to explain it, and would finally simply state, ?Just watch and enjoy T.? T?Mur would watch but could not find the enjoyment, so she just watched in silence to analyze the techniques of the producers.
?Perhaps,? she began, ?the Ensign will relax his edicts after he has been in command for a while. He is quite new in his position and I have found the new commanders like to make their leadership ? felt.?
?The training could be ok,? he admitted. "I?m less impressed with the physical training instructors, but that?s ?cause I spend a lot of time training. The zero gee will be interesting. Not that I get motion sick or anything.., but I am a big fan of terra firma underfoot.?
>From their afternoon session T?Mur could attest to his level of training. For a human he performed quite well. He needed to brush up on some physiology as some of the moves he attempted would have had more success on other species than Vulcans. But he did, clearly, enjoy the competition and did not have much ego when he ultimately succumbed to her. He had? earned her respect as a fighter.
?I actually look forward to the Zero G training.? she admitted. If you take away a larger opponents weight and height advantage then what you are left with is their actual skill as a fighter. I believe, from what I have observed and experienced, that you would perform well, especially against K?ehleyr.?
(reply Devers)
?If I may, Ma?am,? Devers changed the subject, "what made you choose Security as a profession? I mean for me, my grandfather was diplomatic security so encouraged me.?
The question caught T?Mur by surprise. She stood still for a moment as she allowed her brain to formulate a response that might make sense to the man. Her mind drifted back to her pilgrimage through The Forge.
NRPG: Warning- Flashback ahead
RPG:
It had been the 8th day of T?Mur?s trek through the wasteland of The Forge. Her parents had been against her making the pilgrimage on her own. However, they also knew that due to her condition she would have a hard time finding companions to make the trip with her, she had no alternative. Besides, the last she needed was the accusatory looks from others while trying to find her path. She still suffered from the neural degeneration patterns from the Pa?nar Syndrome. Her muscles would periodically weaken. She would lose control of her emotions when irritated. It all just increased here sense of being an outcast, unclean.
She hadn?t asked to be raped. Had not given permission from the mental rape that only increased the trauma. Hadn?t asked for the untrained mind meld that caused her Pa?nar Syndrome. One side of her knew that it wasn?t her fault. But her society shunned her for it. Her parents were disgraced by her weaknesses. It was difficult to separate the actual assault from the results of the assault. She carried a disease that had no cure in their territory, and she was unable to interact with her society any longer. Even her parents had all but turned their backs on her.
She had been wandering for the last three days without water. The dehydration was starting to take its toll. Stumbling up a sand dune she saw something shimmering towards the horizon. Blinking the sand from her eyes she tried to refocus. The dryness of her eyes was matched by the dryness in her throat. She moved towards the image that looked like someone running towards her. As the person reached her T?Mur?s mind began to spin, her body followed and she fell into the arms or a heavily insulated priest.
Suddenly she was in an oasis. She was laying on a chaise lounge and an attractive Vulcan male offered her a liquid refreshment. ?What are you doing here young one??
?I do not know,? she replied as the liquid replenished the dehydrated throat.
?I think you do, child,? the male insisted.
?No,? T?Mur began to get irritated already. ?I have no idea what I?m doing here.?
?Then perhaps you should be some place else, so something where your skills and talents are valued. Do you feel valued where you are.?
Tears welled in the corners of her eyes but she fought them back. Fist of all she did not believe she could spare the liquid. ?No, I do not.?
"Then perhaps there is another place to be. Are you aware of the news from Starfleet? I think you could find your security there.?
That was when the world spun again, and the oasis replaced by the sands and heat of the Forge, and the shimmering item was a desert transport.
In the moments that it took for that memory to play in her mind T?Mur turned to Devers.
?Let us just say I had a calling, and leave it at that.? She looked and saw an opening to introduce herself to the ?Chief?. ?Please excuse me Petty Officer, I must introduce myself to Ensign Lee."
(Reply Devers)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 1515) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 10:37:15 -0500
Mission: ?Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers -
1515)
Devers turned around, his beet and pomegranate juice in hand.?So what
was your impression of the briefing,? asked Ensign T?Mur.
He?d met her at the gym earlier and was eager to learn the Sus?Mahn.He
had looked it up, and learned it was a Vulcan form of martial
arts.Something he?d not encountered yet, but he was sure the ship was
listening and in his next octogon fight, one of the fighters would be
using these techniques.
?The briefing?? he said.
?Well, I?m just an NCO, but I?m a bit unhappy with the new firing range
rules, as you could tell, I guess.See, it?s a great way to blow off
steam, and we?ve got a sort of unofficial challenge ladder going.It?ll
ruin the spontaneous nature of friendly competition.?
(Reply T?Mur)
?The training could be ok. I?m less impressed with the physical training
instructors, but that?s ?cause I spend a lot of time training.The zero
gee will be interesting.Not that I get motion sick or anything.., but I
am a big fan of terra firma underfoot.?
(Reply T?Mur)
?If I may, Ma?am, what made you choose Security as a profession?I mean
for me, my grandfather was diplomatic security so encouraged me.?
(Reply T?Mur)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1520)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 10:09:20 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" ? SecO- PO1
Steven Hammons - 1520)
Steven was on cloud nine as the meeting started and wowzer did it look like
Lee was setting in for the long haul. Steven had gotten a drink but no
food. His stomach was still a little iffy today.
The party at the Red Sands had been a blast and his hangover the next day
memorable but that festive occasion had been nothing compared to the blast
after the wedding. Hammons quite honestly remembered very little of it, he
could have had a lampshade on his head for half the night for all he
knew... and if such a thing was actually available. His only vivid memories
of the night were right before the bonding and when they had made it to
their rooms clad in robes. Now THAT had been a night to remember!
Everything between had been a sort of blur as though he was living a dream
which couldn't be remembered after waking.
Hammons noted some new faces in the group. Saarsgard had left the ship for
unexplained reasons meaning their feud was now put on hold, hopefully to be
renewed in the future. He smiled when Lee offered his congratulations and
made a rude gesture at Boyles when he whooped which Jared immediately
laughed at.
The list of directives handed down by the new chief was impressive... if
you were a command officer which Hammons was not. Steven was a grunt and
cannon fodder and he knew it. A tool in the hand of the officer who wielded
it. He immediately began wondering if the feud could live on just
redirected and decided to look into it. Keung Lee appeared to be a little
stiff and he would make it his life's mission to lighten him up a little.
Fortunately some good things had come out of it. Lannis was now the armory
officer which meant no more rotating duty there. ~Check and good.~.
He preferred doing his workouts in the gym and holodecks. ~All good there.~
The new weapons were interesting but it was the half dozen armored security
suits the Captain had brought aboard that were more to his interest.
Somewhat like the old marine BDU though lightly armored compared with them
but short duration shielding. With only a 24 hour battery capacity it would
be good for short walks about. Steven wanted to get trained in one and
quickly so he could take one for a spin.
He found his thoughts drifting until his reverie was interrupted by
Commander Peters.
"Don't concern yourselves with rank, if there is something on your mind
and is relevant to the discussion, let's hear it."
Devers stood up in the back, ?Chief, Commander, thanks for the
information. I have two concerns, Sirs, I know many of us NCOs like to use
the firing range in off-time to get in some target practice, test our
skills against each other and more. These are usually spontaneous events
that keep us sharp and build both comradery and well, maintain our
challenge ladder. So I?m wondering why it was decided to restrict access
to appointment only??
(Reply Lee, Carson)
?Thank you, Sir. And one other thing. Why the prohibition on running in
the halls? With respect, running on a treadmill is not the same thing??
(Reply: Lee, Carson)
When the discussion of that was up Steven stood up with a wicked grin. "I'm
more interested in the armored suits that the Captain had stored in the
armory. It's holodeck training as I understand it to get certified in using
one of those and I want my own suit. How soon can I get the process
started?"
(Reply: Lee, Carson)
"And secondly I would like to thank the chief for his congratulations and
let everyone who came to the wedding or offered well wishes to know my
appreciation. Your support through it an experience worth cherishing for a
lifetime." He then gave a big smile to all and sat down.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1530 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 19:05:51 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.1530
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Officers Lounge "The Explorers Lounge" ? Assistant Chief of Security - 1530)
"Now it seems to me that we have some of the most intriguing minds together in one place, a whole department which is unlikely to happen again for some time. So if Ensign Lee would rejoin me I'd like to open the floor to any discussions, questions or concerns any of you may have. Don't concern yourselves with rank, if there is something on your mind and is relevant to the discussion, let's hear it." Commander Peters said.
Keung stood up where he sat in the front row listening to Commander Peters. He wasn?t expect this. He had timed the whole briefing session with the intention that it should be relatively short to avoid any signs of boredom. He haven?t factor in this Q & A session. Still never mind as he joined Commander Peters
He spotted Hercules Devers who stood up in the back, ?Chief, Commander, thanks for the information. I have two concerns, Sirs,?
Keung waited as he watched Devers gathering his thougths, ?I know many of us NCOs like to use the firing range in off-time to get in some target practice, test our skills against each other and more. These are usually spontaneous events that keep us sharp and build both comradery and well, maintain our challenge ladder. So I?m wondering why it was decided to restrict access to appointment only??
?It?s a matter of logistics, Mr Devers. The firing range tends to get busy and most users find themselves waiting for a long time to use the facilities or might not even get a chance to get on the firing range. This would lesser the skills of users if they don?t get the opportunity to practice. At times the firing range needs to be regularly maintained to be more efficient. There will be set maintainace times when the firing range is off limits to users. The appointment system will be organised to coincide with shift times. Appointments will be organised in one hour slots. I realise that spending an hour on the firing range may not be long enough but it will work to putting pressure on those of you who would like to be challenged. The firing range will be used for formal training sessions. The usage of the firing range range will be regularly reviewed by the Armoury officer and her team. Feedback will obviously be appreciated.
?Thank you, Sir. And one other thing. Why the prohibition on running in the halls? With respect, running on a treadmill is not the same thing??
?The Illuminar is a working busy environment and requires a high level of efficiency. A crewman is not going to get his or her work done properly as they need to get to their locations and impeded by personnel who using the passageways like a race circuit. There?s also a matter of decorum. We are a Science vessel which means often means we have visiting guests. We want to make a good impression of a ship that has a sense of order not to mention health and safety issues which I will not go into.? Explained Keung. ?I understand that the instructors are in the process of designing new an extensive challenging keep fit Holosuite programs.?
(Reply Carson)
?Yes Sir, I understand,? Devers replied before sitting down.
Steven Hammons was the next person who stood up and Keung noticed the smile!! "I'm more interested in the armored suits that the Captain had stored in the armory. It's holodeck training as I understand it to get certified in using one of those and I want my own suit. How soon can I get the process started?"
?At the moment, the armoured suits are still in their..er..packing crates They needed to be catalogued and recorded on the system. . Plans will be put into place soon for a certified training programme. It?s a matter of watch this space. So be patient!?
(Reply Carson)
"And secondly I would like to thank the chief for his congratulations and let everyone who came to the wedding or offered well wishes to know my appreciation. Your support through it an experience worth cherishing for a lifetime." He then gave a big smile to all and sat down.
(Reply: Any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1530) - Engineer - Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar
From: loriwinterhoff at gmail.com (Lorenz Winterhoff)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 01:42:18 -0800
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 - Crew Quarters - EngO Ens(jg) Tycho Alantar - 1530)
Tycho was given a chunk of time to prepare for the cadets before their
arrival on the ship. They would transfer over later that day, so he
had found out where his stuff had been sent and took himself off to
get some things squared away. It was a crew pod normally shared by 5
junior officers, this time it was his and the cadets' he was charged
with.He took one of the 3 bottom bunks and set up the upper bunk as
the enclosure for his pet rats.
He had rigged some shield generators to hold the soil his rats enjoyed
digging through. The set up also monitored the tunnels he couldn't see
and kept a monitor on their health. as well as alerting him to issues
like feeding and recycling wastes. It usually didn't get away from
him, but he expected the next while to be busy, and the extra alerts
would ensure his little friends weren't missed in the kerfuffle. Once
the enclosure was secure he beamed in the dirt, plants and branches
that gave the soil structure. Then he added the bug colonies that made
a naturalist enclosure work, small creatures that ate mold and turned
waste products into soil. He still had to do some cleaning, but the
bugs did a good job of making that a much smaller job. He checked tiny
bug shields he had in a couple spots that gave the crawlies safety
from hunting rats, theses were the spots his colonies were
established, and the shields were tuned to allow the cleaners to pass,
but the rats got a deterrent and so the rats avoided the little shield
umbrellas in the corners of the enclosure.
Nodding to himself, Tycho finally went to the carry case his rats were
held in. He knelt down and greeted his rats, "Hey guys, time to come
out!" There was a resounding amount of pitter patter from inside.
Opening the cage, he whistled and several balls of fluff fell out in a
flurry, each one trying to be the first to greet dad and climb up his
arm. He laughed and stood up with a rat on each shoulder, and another
scrabbling up his tunic. Another was lining himself up on the edge of
the cage, having climbed up to the top. Tycho backed up and called the
rat, who leapt over, catching Tycho's arm that he'd held out.
After playing with them for a short time he slipped them into the
opening he opened into the field, letting them have the time they
needed to get started on new tunnels. After that, his things were
easily stowed away. Aside from the closet at the end of each bunk, the
bay above the one single bed, instead of another bunk, was a bank of
lockers. one for each bed in the unit so Tycho keyed the two closest
to his section to his code and stored his prized possessions. The rest
he would allow the Cadets to have their input over. if they complained
about what he'd done so far, they could stuff it, because he was the
Ensign and had already been on the receiving end of Shipboard work
study placement.
It also didn't serve to be shy in Klingon culture, his mok'bara
training had taught him that self-sure attitude, though he was
entirely human in his implementation of it from day to day. A delicate
balance between that Klingonese brave self-assurance and human
curiosity, novelty and friendly adaptation usually served him very
well. Add in the traditional respect and deference in many of Earth
martial arts, and some folks found Tycho to be almost naive, though it
wasn't naivete so much as a lack of attendance to inconsequential
things.
Satisfied with the room, Tycho sat down and reviewed the cadet profiles.
(Reply none needed)
(Posted by Lorenz)
NRPG: welcome home, Tycho and rats ;)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1540) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 05:25:17 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1540)
T?mur made her way across the swiftly clearing room. Lee had finally extracted himself from all other conversations and she took the opportunity to introduce herself. She stepped up to the Assistant Security Chief and stood stiffly.
?Ensign Lee,? she said announcing her presence, ?I believe that it is appropriate for me to introduce myself to you at this time. Ensign T?mur.?
She did not offer her hand. Physical contact was still slight uncomfortable, but she did produce her orders that she had received from the 2O.
?I was wondering if you had posted me on a duty roster,? she said. ?I am ? anxious to begin my duties.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6-1545 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 15:50:04 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee? 1545)
Keung was standing by the food table and picked up whatever was left. He was able to answer the concerns of some of the Security Officers about the new arrangements regarding the use of the firing range. He turned to face the new Vulcan Security Office that had recently joined the ship. He just recalled her name from the personnel files that was on his desk..T..something..T more.ho remained behind mainly to finish off the food and drink..
?Ensign Lee. I believe that it is appropriate for me to introduce myself to you at this time. Ensign T?mur.?
T?mu..that?s it, thought Keung. She stood to attention. Keung knew that Vulcans were a very formal race and efficient! T?Mur passed over her orders.
?Welcome to the Security Department, ensign.? Greeted Keung, holding her papers. He didn?t bother with checking the papers. He look at it later.
?I was wondering if you had posted me on a duty roster,? she said. ?I am ? anxious to begin my duties.?
Not one for small talk. I like that, thought Keung. She?s quite keen. Anxious! A Vulcan showing anxiety!
?Well, ensign T?mur. I appreciate your keenness. ?said Keung. ?I still working on the duty roster. I?ve already added you to the roster. I can tell you that you are on the Beta Shift. That?s 1000 hrs to 1600 hrs. I will roll out the duty roster to all SOs soon.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1546) SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 16:55:20 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Officers Lounge - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 1546)
T?Mur was gratified that Lee did not gush with platitudes. They were unnecessary, for her, but she understood the human desire to use them. This Ensign Lee was a bit of a conundrum. He, apparently, wanted to be everyone?s friend and have an ?open door policy? (she had learned that that did not mean that his door would actually be programed to remain open at all times, as one of her instructors had used the exact same phraseology and she had almost walked into that door) and also create policies that were clearly not popular, and did not required the typical platitudes of an initial meeting.
She raised an eyebrow at the announcement being posted to the Beta Shift. It was not that unusual for ships to run a four shift roster but a six hour shift meant more down time for her, and that might prove to be a challenge. Then she nodded.
?I understand,? she said keeping her disappointment to herself. ?I will report for duty at 1000 hours tomorrow. Is there anything that you might prefer I do today? I would prefer to get a start on some duties.? She paused for a moment searching for a phrase that he might understand but not reveal to much. ?I tend to get bored easily.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn; 6@2042
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 17:02:12 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(Nimbus III ? Catcall Lounge ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn - 2042)
It had been so long since Charles had done anything with the Starfleet
Reserves that he had let the hair on top of his head and on his face grow.
It had been ages since his hair was long enough to be tickled by the collar
of his jacket or shirt. But then again, one really did not need to be
neatly groomed when tracking down the scum and dirtbags of the galaxy.
While he was not squeamish about killing, he had a deep dark hatred of the
amount of paperwork it created with the Federation Department of Criminal
Justice Services or FDCJS.
Within the last month, Tamblyn has averaged 2 kills a week. He is almost
half tempted to split the reward with his bounty just to avoid the
paperwork caused by the shootout and death of an accused criminal. Deep
down, Charles would not be surprised if with all of the ?preferred dead?
warrants, that he was actually cleaving the way for someone else to climb
the criminal corporate ladder.
If he ever made it back to Earth, he would have to talk to T?Lela about
it. While the Romulan woman from a mirror dimension was his mentor, he had
at one time been the ward of her and her late husband, Chance Raschen.
Starting at the age of 15, Chance and T?Lela had taught him how to be what
he had become. Tamblyn?s time in Starfleet simply smoothed out some of the
rough edges and taught him how to figure out the details to mission and
operational plans.
Walking up to the front entrance of the Catcall Lounge was a sign that read
?This establishment adheres to the laws of the planet Orion and the rules
of the Orion Syndicate.? After entering, he could not help but smirk to
himself when the thought ?what a cathouse?, once he saw that it was in fact
a strip club/saloon/brothel all in one. He was a surprised to notice that
most of the ?working girls? were Romulans and Caitians. The Catcall had
many aspects like the establishments that he saw in movies and read about
in book of the Western Genre. He felt like he should have tied a horse up
at the entrance and strolled in wearing cowboy boots and hat.
Charles found and positively identified his target. A fat, slimy, sweaty
Orion man that Tamblyn watched punch one of the working girls in the
stomach hard enough that she doubled over on the floor. He then yelled at
her, ?You stupid wench; why didn?t you get the shot at the medi-station
like I told you to!? and then he kicked her as hard as he could in the
mid-section. The scumbag turned around, grabbed a bottle, and started
talking to an Eunepian wearing a Marshal?s badge.
After what he had just witnessed, any notion that Charles had of being
merciful had been shutdown immediately. Unsheathing one of his
Bowie-knives and removing a PADD out of a pocket that had the warrant for
capture of the ?fat-bastard? dead or alive. The bounty hunter also set the
PADD to record scans and audio of what was to happen in addition to copying
the Marshal?s thumb print to all documents concerning the Orion and to
automatically submit them once the documents were locked. He calmly walked
up to the marshal and his bounty, ?Excuse me, Marshal; please forgive my
interruption.?
?What do you want; can?t you see I?m busy?? he asked condescendingly.
?Sir, I just need you to sign off on this warrant validating that I checked
in with you prior to pursuing the fulfilment of this warrant within your
jurisdiction.? Tamblyn explained.
?Another sleazebag bounty hunter, the last thing we need on Nimbus III.
Just validate the warrant so he will go away, and we can finish discussing
our business.?
Charles was no fool; the moment the marshal lifted his thumb from the PADD,
the document saved and locked. Once he had been handed back the PADD,
Tamblyn?s blade went up into the fat man?s skull entering through the soft
tissue behind his jaw. With a twist of the knife, along with the crunch of
bone, the proprietor dropped like a sack of potatoes.
The bounty hunter did not make any other aggressive movements after that.
The marshal on the other hand drew out a phaser, ?you are under arrest for
murder, Stranger.?
?I don?t think so, Marshal. According to the FDCJS investigators, you are
a known associate of this worthless sack?? Charles started as he pointed to
the dead man, ??and you sir, have already acknowledged his posthumous
capture by, AND authorized the payment of the reward.? As he reached down
and withdrew the knife from the Deadman, ?You really should read things
before signing them.? He finished as he straightened up. The marshal
simply turned with a huff and departed.
?Marshal, before you go, I wish to make you a deal.?
Stopping in his tracks, the Eunepian turned to face the bounty hunter,
?What deal would I make with you??
Pointing to the corpse on the floor, ?with him dead, you are the sole owner
of the Catcall. I?ll buy it from you for the price of the bounty on his
head. Is it a deal??
?Fine, Deal. At least I will be able to afford getting off this
God-forsaken rock.? And then the town marshal departed the Catcall Lounge.
Tamblyn turned to the Caitian female that was hit and kicked. ?I am
putting you in charge of the Catcall; at least for the time being. No new
employees are to be hired until I say so. I leave Nimbus in two days; any
current employee is welcome to depart with me. If you decide to remain
here and run the Catcall, you will treat all the employees the way you want
to be treated.?
Two days later, all the employees of the Catcall Lounge departed Nimbus III
with Charles and went to Earth with him and he loaded up any spare cargo
space with contraband alcohol. He hired them to work on his ranch in Texas
on Earth. As for the Lounge itself?he gave it to a homeless dreg to help
him get back on his feet.
(Reply None)
(Posted by Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7 0600) - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 22:07:56 +0000
NRPG: Have fun everyone. Be creative!
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate 2445.0600
(USS Illuminar -- Gym -- Deck 5 ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung ? 0600)
Ensign Keung Lee was updating his PADD in the gym for the start of a new regular compulsory physical training programme. combat and weapons training program for the crew. Keung was going to observe the first session conducted by the instructors.
There were twenty participants altogether. Apart from the Alpha shift Security crew, he threw in ?a melting pot of crew" selecting various folk from different departments who were not entirely familiar with each other and seeing how they work together.
Keung looked at the gathered participants who were either milling around chatting with each other or doing warm-up exercises. They were too much casual about the whole exercise. He arranged the training to start at 0600 in the morning. Better now than later in the day.
(rely anyone)
The four instructors were gathered around Keung ?Okay. They all yours. Ensign McCaskey. You lead off.?
?.
Ensign McCaskey moved into the body of the participants "Alright, stand to!" he roared, "We're not in the playground now. You been chosen because your records show you have what it takes... you have a good mix of skillsets. In the next couple of hours, you will have to work together, look out for each other, encourage each other. Am I being heard?"
"Sir!" the reply came as one voice.
"What, I can't hear you!" shouted Lee as he walked among the rows and columns of the assembled group.
"YES SIR! WE HEAR YOU!!" came back the replies which echoed throughout the room.
(reply anyone)
"Excellent. Before we get started, there are some ground rules which must be followed." His voice started to get even louder as he continued. "First of all, there are no quitters allowed here. If I find someone that quits, then they will be penalized and make the rest of the squad's training longer." His voice got even louder still. "Second of all, there are no whiners allowed either. If I catch anyone here whining, then it will be harder for that person. You got it?"
(reply anyone)
"Now, you are to get down on your backs!!" ordered ensign McCaskey
(reply anyone).
"We are going to begin with a cantering exercise. This should clear your mind and prepare you for the training ahead of you." He walked around the group. "Close your eyes and think of a good image. Put yourself in a relaxed state. Close your eyes and think of something you would like to do. Imagine you are doing it and feeling like you want to be in that place," McCaskey said, very calmly and softly. "Then at some point, I'm going to shout 'go' and then I want you all to let lose with a scream!"
(Reply anyone)
Keung looked at his watch. This should be interesting as he noticed all his participants beginning to relax.
Then McCaskey shouted "Now, go!!"
The whole room echoed with screams from the prone participants.
(reply anyone)
"Eyes open! Now I want ten laps and 40 push-ups. MOVE!!" McCaskey shouted again, sounding like he had meant it.
(reply anyone)
ensigns Jo ?cob, McCaskey, K'ehleyr and Tan?
shouting, "Come on... all of you!! Push yourselves!"
Keung saw that some of the participants were beginning to struggle. Ensign Jo?cob waited till everyone collapsed from the exertion of the push-ups. counted thirty seconds before he blew his whistle. "Now get over that wall!" He pointed to an eight-foot wall which had been erected to the side of the gym. The first of many obstacles.
(reply anyone)
For the next two hours, the instructors put the participants through a series of gruelling exercises, bullying and threatening them.
(reply anyone
Finally, it was Keung who stopped the exercises. "That's it everyone. You've done very well for the first session. Your performances will be evaluated by myself and the instructors. then we will send out your feedback. Now hit the showers. Dismissed" .
(reply anyone)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7 - 0605) Security PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 13:05:25 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar -- Gym -- Deck 5 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers ? 0605)
Devers stood in the back with the rest of those in the gym for the
Chief?s ?new? compulsory PT.Not that Devers didn?t hit the gym every day
and spar for at least an hour afterwards.Clearly he needed to establish
his department. ~let?s see how this goes~
One the new Ensigns, McCaskey he recalled started into the tired old
litany he?d heard before.As a boot it was CPO Goakrul Sen, a Betazoid
who could tell when someone wasn?t giving there all.He had a cruel
streak, and the made the daily dozen an extreme exercise.
?Sir!? called out the fellows around him.Devers shook his head to clear
the memory.
?What, I can?t hear you,? Lee shouted.
?Yes Sir! I hear you.? He called with as much enthusiasm as he could
muster. This was merde, it was for recruits, not senior crew who knew
better.
Lee set some more ground rules.Devers had to chuckle to himself. Even
though he was only a PO3, he?d seen Ensigns like this.Trying to show off
how hard they could drive the troops.It was going to be a long day.
After a crazy shouting exercise, it was time for jogging and
pushups.Dever?s ran the circuit with the others, and when it came to the
pushups, he cranked out 40 without breaking a sweat.Not that he was
showing off, but he finished his last ten doing power and clap pushups.
Another Ensign took over, this one blew a whistle, yelling commands,
pointing to a wall.Devers trotted over there with the others.When he got
there, he stood by the wall and interlocked his hands for the others to
use as a step to get over the wall.Another one of the team did the same,
and the team got over the wall in short order, with Devers the last
one.He had to jump up and grab the outstretched hands of two of the team
on the top of the wall.
The next two hours were more of the same, as if everyone was a new recruit.
Eventually, Keung stopped the exercises, ?That's it everyone. You've
done very well for the first session.? Your performances will be
evaluated by myself and the instructors. then we will send out your
feedback. Now hit the showers. Dismissed.?
Devers watched as the others headed for the showers, while he headed for
the weight rack.Since he was here, might as well get his weight training
done for the day.
(Reply Lee, IYW, other security)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 0954) 2O, Cmdr. Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 21:26:19 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 0954)
A yawn escaped as he rubbed his eyes and sat down on the couch in his office. Part of the Illuminar?s launch had meant that they?d picked up several Cadets & Ensigns that had just graduated. There was one particularly unique situation which he hadn?t been aware of until late last night when the email came through to find out when Ensign McTaggard was going to start her Science rotation onboard.
He?d had to double check and make sure they meant Penny and there hadn?t been another McTaggard added to the roster. There hadn?t been, so he put a call through to Starfleet HQ on Earth to find out what they required from the Ensign.
Having now gotten the information and spoken with Lieutenant Alyl he now needed to speak with the Ensign herself. Tapping his comm. badge he said, ?Ensign McTaggard, please come and see me in my office before you start your shift. Thank-you. Commander Peters.?
(Reply Penny)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 09:55 )- SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 21:52:37 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar - Personal Quarters - Sec - Ens Penny McTaggard - 09:55 )
Penny gave a yawn and rubbed her leg. The wee one started to yip and jump up and down.
? Och. Will ye nay be silent yer wee scally. Ah I fed ya not two seconds ago!? Penny said
The Chihuahua continued to yip. Penny gave a sad sigh she leaned over. Putting the small noise machine on the floor. Then Penny picked up a device.
? Well?? She said ? Are you going to be quiet or do I need to use this??
The small dog continued to yip insanely at her.Shaking her head sadly she pressed a button. The Wee one gave a small yip. Then went silent and sat down. Nodding McTaggard started to get dressed. For her morning shift.
=/\= ?Ensign McTaggard, please come and see me in my office before you start your shift. Thank-you. Commander Peters. ?=/\=
? Am on my way.? Penny looked at the Wee One. Who was now sitting still and behaving properly.
She wondered if anyone had complained about the training collar. She had been feeling a little lost lately in security. Maybe someone had noticed. Giving the Wee One a pat on the head. She left to see Commander Peters.
( Reply , None )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
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ILLUMINARRPG: (- 1000 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 17:14:44 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee ? 1000)
Keung returned to his desk from the replicator with a mug of tea and stared at his monitor. On the screen was the duty roster for the Beta Shift. He had earlier sent the Alpha and Charlie shifts to the Security officers who were allocated their duties. Each duty rotas were to last four weeks before each team rotated to cover other shifts. Keung closed his eyes to imagine the shift changes. The Beta Shift team at the end of the four weeks to become the Alpha shift team and then transform into the Charlie shift team (described as the grave year shift! Opening his eyes, he pressed the ?Sent? button.
BETA SHIFT LEADER: HERCULES DEVERS
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Notes
Deck Patrol (1-15). Please ensure that you cover all the decks in pairs. Decide among yourselves what decks to cover.
Armoury. Assisting the Armoury Office with administration and maintainace
Security Monitoring Station. Note that this static position and should not be unattended
Brig. This is to be covered when there is a prisoner in the Brig. When empty, you may use this time as ?office time?.
Bridge. Monitoring the Security and tactical workstation.
The pink line indicates that the Security Officer is available for other duties as and when required by the Command staff e.g. emergency call out, Away missions, escorts, close protection of senior officers.
Please report to your Beta Shift leader at the beginning of your shift for an briefing. When on duty, you must remain at your post. Do not leave it unattended. If you have to leave for some reason, inform your shift leader. To enable smooth change over of positions, please make sure that you arrive at least five minutes before the start of time. Let your relief know if you going to be delayed. Do not move off before your relief arrives. Any issues contact your shift leader.
In the event of a ship wide emergency, alerts and call to battle stations this roster will be suspended
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ILLUMINARRPG: (1001 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 08:38:40 +0000
NRPG: I have taken on the NPC role of Picard so that we don?t need a repost.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. Security Briefing Room. SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1001)
T?Mur had entered the room a half an hour earlier. She had woken early and already did her morning exercise routine, so she thought it was in her best interest to familiarize herself with other Security personnel and the items that the ?Chief? had mentioned the day before. When the duty roster came through she wondered why he had waited to the last moment to post it. It would have been more beneficial to know your duties the day before so you can prepare properly. It will take a while to get used to this leader?s style.
Apparently she was patrol the halls of the ship with another security staff. Then another officer stood up and began to speak.
?Good morning Beta shift,? he began. ?For those of you who do not know me, I am Ensign Lucas Picard. I will be the shift leader for
Beta Shift. If you have any questions about your duty stations I am the person to come to first. My advice is to not have any questions.?
He took a moment to give a wry smile and then continued. ?There continues to be construction on many of the decks to complete the upgrades to the ship. Keep an eye on the servicemen on these decks. We don?t need anything going missing. Alpha shift has had a quiet morning. Don?t forget to turn in your shift reports before leaving. Any questions? No?! Good. T?Mur and Hammons, with me.?
T?Mur stood up and followed Picard and another human to the door. ?I want the two of you to to partner up today. This is T?Murs first shift Steven so take her under your wing and show her the ropes.?
(reply Hammons)
?Then get to it,? Picard said and turned his back to head back into the room.
T?Mur looked at Hammons with a bit of curiosity then said, ?So where are these ropes that he wants you to show me, and what are their purpose??
(reply Hammons)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1002)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 21:39:25 -0600
NRPG: Keep in mind that while Hammons is good at his job he is an extreme
cutup. I'm assuming Al was counting on that from the opening he gave me. I
couldn't resist. Most people seem a bit afraid to tweak a Vulcan's nose, I
play one and love it. :)
And for the record Saarsgard is Trout, we had a blast with the feud we had
running.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. Security Briefing Room. SecO- PO1 Steven
Hammons? 1002)
Hammons was near the back of the room, he was an early riser having been up
for three hours and was a bit bored. Compared to Lee Saarsgard was almost
indulgent. Almost because he had taken a disliking to Steven the moment he
laid eyes on him. Was Hammons to blame for that? Well... his welcome aboard
to the new officer had been a bit off the wall but how was he supposed to
know the Ensign on the shuttle that met the Mystique in Trill space had
been a transfer? Heck even Saarsgard didn't even know the sealed orders he
was carrying were his transfer orders.
>From that moment on it had been a wild ride, Saarsgard had attempted to run
him to a nub but Steven had smirked the whole way, refusing to be beaten
down. The push-ups were the worst but he had the departed aCSec to thank
for losing thirty pounds and being in the best shape of his life.. Heck he
had barely been breathing hard after the workout Lee's cronies had put them
through.
There were some good things to be said about Lee being a stickler for
organization though, Hammons duties were no longer confined to the lower
decks, armory and torpedo magazine. Heck he'd even see the bridge once in a
while. Things were looking up for this newly married Petty Officer. The
only drawback was he wouldn't be patrolling with his buddy Boyles. Three
steps forward and two back. ~Ah well maybe I can have some fun at someone
else's expense and make a new friend plus I can always hang out with Boyles
off shift a bit~.
?Good morning Beta shift. For those of you who do not know me, I am Ensign
Lucas Picard. I will be the shift leader for Beta Shift. If you have any
questions about your duty stations I am the person to come to first. My
advice is to not have any questions.?
~Any relation? Nah couldn't be! From what I heard THAT Captain had more
personality~.
?There continues to be construction on many of the decks to complete the
upgrades to the ship. Keep an eye on the servicemen on these decks. We
don?t need anything going missing. Alpha shift has had a quiet morning.
Don?t forget to turn in your shift reports before leaving. Any questions?
No?! Good. T?Mur and Hammons, with me.?
~Make sure the guys doing the work don't walk off the ship with any
bulkheads. Check~.
Hammons followed the guy with his new sidekick in tow. ~An officer and a
Vulcan to boot. What are the odds? Just my luck.~
?I want the two of you to to partner up today. This is T?Murs first shift
Steven so take her under your wing and show her the ropes.?
Steven gave a nod. "Roger that, will do."
?Then get to it,?
~Patience is not your strong suit. Good to know.~
Steven turned to the Vulcan female officer with a wry grin.
?So where are these ropes that he wants you to show me, and what are their
purpose??
~It can't be this easy, somebody pinch me!~
"The same ropes he'll hang you with if you ask him any questions." Steven
dead-panned.
(Reply: T'Mur)
"Nah I'm just pulling your leg metaphorically and figuratively speaking. I
wouldn't actually pull your leg, the new missus might take exception to
it." He winked.
(Reply: T'Mur)
He chuckled. "First things first, we go down to deck 15 and check the
torpedo magazine and work our way back up toward officer country. You are
about to get the grand tour of security stops, check points and sensitive
areas that have to be monitored. Along the way watch out for any enemy
engineers trying to sneak out with hull plating in their pockets, that's a
spacing offense."
(Reply: T'Mur)
He walked away toward the turbolift laughing. "I can't help myself, I'm in
rare form today. All aboard for deck fifteen."
(Reply: T'Mur, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1003 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 07:00:27 +0000
NRPG: I would never have given such a line to anyone else Charles. Time for some fun.)
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. Security Briefing Room. SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1003)
"The same ropes he'll hang you with if you ask him any questions.? Hammond replied, seeming quite serious.
T?Mur stopped in her tracks, tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. ?Sure,? she said, ?Ensign Picard knows that such an action would violate several Starfleet mandates against acceptable punishments for crew aboard a starship?"
"Nah I'm just pulling your leg,? Hammons assured her, "metaphorically and figuratively speaking. I wouldn't actually pull your leg, the new missus might take exception to it." He winked.
T?Mur stated walking again, ?I would imagine that Ensign Lee and Picard would frown heavily upon it as well. You might also find it a little difficult to ?pull my leg? especially while I am standing on it."
He chuckled. "First things first, we go down to deck 15 and check the torpedo magazine and work our way back up toward officer country. You are about to get the grand tour of security stops, check points and sensitive areas that have to be monitored. Along the way watch out for any enemy engineers trying to sneak out with hull plating in their pockets, that's a spacing offense."
Everything that Hammons said made complete sense, but made absolutely no sense at all to the Vulcan. The thought of performing their duties as if they were on some museum tour somewhat amused T?Mur. She could imagine Hammons making comments about the sights that they were seeing. However, she wondered how anyone would manage to fit hull plating into their pockets. It simply would not fit. Unless of course their pocket contained some kind of 4th dimensional spacial portal. But that was highly unlikely as that kind of technology was still in the experimental stage.
?How wold they fit hull plating in their pockets?? she asked.
He walked away toward the turbolift laughing. "I can't help myself, I'm in rare form today. All aboard for deck fifteen.?
T.Mur shrugged realizing that he was, once again, being metaphorical. Humor was not lost on T?Mur, but it often had to be explained. Her roommate was often irritated at her for having to explain a joke. But once it was explained T?Mur could see the humor in it. She stepped onto the turbo lift and said, ?Do you intend to continue the guided tour analogy the whole day??
And the door to the turbo lift closed.
(reply Hammons)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1008,1015)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 22:00:26 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 15- Torpedo Magazine- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons ? 1008)
The ride down one deck to the torpedo bay had been quick as always.
?Do you intend to continue the guided tour analogy the whole day??
"Only until I get bored with it." Steven quipped. "After that I may switch
it up to a train ride. Ladies and gentlemen to your right you will see we
are coming up on the torpedo magazine."
He sobered up as they walked up to the heavily reinforced doors. There was
an input screen to the left of them. He stopped and motioned to the display.
"This is level 7 security locked. Command restricted only under normal
conditions but your level 4 credentials or higher gives you the capability
of accessing the file of who has been in and out. Retinal scan, biometric
scan, the whole nine yards. It's automatically unlocked during yellow or
red alert so they can be used. Additionally you can use the screen to
verify by scanner how many rounds are inside. If someone tried to
substitute a dummy the scanners wouldn't recognize it. They've been
calibrated to scan for a zero point power source."
(Reply: T'Mur)
"Go ahead and punch in your access and give it a spin."
(Reply: T'Mur)
Steven nodded and turned to walk back to the turbolift. "When on mission
there will also be a guard posted outside the door. Built in redundancy.
They're serious about those babies. Deck twelve and main deflector control
systems next."
(Reply: T'Mur)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 12- Main Deflector Control- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
? 1015)
They walked into the control room. There was a back to back control console
in the center of the floor with chairs so the technicians could stay comfy.
The walls were lined with operational readout screens and control access
points as well as configurable displays.
"This is pretty standard fare. Everything here has been updated along with
the deflector nodes. Technicians from the security department will be
manning it at all times once we leave dock. Do you have any questions on
anything you've seen so far? I promise I won't hang you with those ropes if
you ask one."
He grinned at her as he waited for a response.
(Reply: T'Mur)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1010) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 22:22:32 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 1010)
?Come in Ensign,? Carson called as the door opened and has spotted an anxious looking Ensign McTaggard.
(Reply Penny)
?You?re not in trouble, no need to look so scared.? Carson prodded a little. ?Please feel free to grab a drink and then come sit down.?
(Reply Penny)
?How?s the downtime treated you? Done anything exciting or interesting?? Carson asked, curious to find out if the Ensign had gotten up to anything.
(Reply Penny)
?How did you find Ensign Lee?s security meeting yesterday, any concerns or questions you had once you got back to your quarters? I always find after meeting like that, that I get put my head on my pillow and suddenly a rush of questions or concerns come to me that I should have mentioned at the meeting!?
(Reply Penny)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1010 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 07:18:06 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 15, Torpedo Magazine- SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1010)
"This is level 7 security locked. Command restricted only under normal conditions but your level 4 credentials or higher gives you the capability of accessing the file of who has been in and out. Retinal scan, biometric scan, the whole nine yards. It's automatically unlocked during yellow or red alert so they can be used. Additionally you can use the screen to verify by scanner how many rounds are inside. If someone tried to substitute a dummy the scanners wouldn't recognize it. They've been calibrated to scan for a zero point power source."
The initial response from the Vulcan was to wonder about the use of the term ?dummy?. She was aware of the Earth colloquialism referring to an inmate lack of intelligence. However she had heard this term over her time at the academy and understood. Instead she opted to respond to the calibration. ?A most logical setting."
"Go ahead and punch in your access and give it a spin."
T?Mur stepped up to the scanner and tapped in her code, looking at the readout. ?One could substitute a low yield load that might circumnavigate that precaution."
Steven nodded and turned to walk back to the turbolift. "When on mission there will also be a guard posted outside the door. Built in redundancy. They're serious about those babies. Deck twelve and main deflector control systems next."
T?Mur looked confused, ?Babies. I do not think it wise to keep babies with torpedoes, but I could understand the need for greater security under those conditions. It would be enough just to guard the ordnance."
(USS Illuminar- Deck 12- Main Deflector Control- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons ? 1015)
They walked into the control room. There was a back to back control console in the center of the floor with chairs so the technicians could stay comfy. The walls were lined with operational readout screens and control access points as well as configurable displays.
"This is pretty standard fare. Everything here has been updated along with the deflector nodes. Technicians from the security department will be manning it at all times once we leave dock. Do you have any questions on anything you've seen so far? I promise I won't hang you with those ropes if you ask one."
T?Mur noted the smile on Hammons face, realizing he was being facetious. ?Where would you hang me from, there are no recesses that you could put a rope around in order to get sufficient space to lift me off the ground. True, I am not that tall, however it might be a bit of a struggle.?
(reply Hammons)
?If you would excuse the unprofessionalism of the moment,? she added, ?I should offer you congratulations on your nuptial ceremony yesterday. To be honest, I am surprised that you did not take some time to properly consummate your union. Is it not customary to have a ? floral nectar vacation??
(reply Hammons)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:11)- SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 08:50:05 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggard - 10:11)
Penny was a little worried as she entered Peters office. A list of various telling off scenarios crossed her mind. She pressed the door chime.
?Come in Ensign,? Carson called as the door opened and has spotted an anxious looking Ensign McTaggard.
? You wanted to see me Commander?? Penny said with a slight quaver to her voice.
?You?re not in trouble, no need to look so scared.? Carson prodded a little. ?Please feel free to grab a drink and then come sit down.?
Penny ordered a cup lemon tea without sugar.
? Thank ye.? She said meekly and sat down.
?How?s the downtime treated you? Done anything exciting or interesting?? Carson asked, curious to find out if the Ensign had gotten up to anything.
? I have been training my pet Chihuahua. The Wee One. He is doing very well. Although the muzzle will probably be a permanent feature.? She said
?How did you find Ensign Lee?s security meeting yesterday, any concerns or questions you had once you got back to your quarters? I always find after meeting like that, that I get put my head on my pillow and suddenly a rush of questions or concerns come to me that I should have mentioned at the meeting!?
? Unfortunately I missed it. I was on guard duty. But I am sure the Ensign has made one of his informative padds. For those who missed it.? Penny said
( Reply , Carson)
? To be honest. I feel a little lost in security. Everything is becoming more serious. Plus this new rota system. Is making me feel like we?re more cops then guardians.? She said
( Reply , Carson )
? Well Science was my second choice. Although for some reason it is not on my bio. But my speciality is biology. I did quite well grade wise.? Penny said
( Reply , None )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1013) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 19:45:23 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 10:13)
?Unfortunately I missed it. I was on guard duty. But I am sure the Ensign
has made one of his informative padds. For those who missed it.? Penny said
Carson sat back and took stock of the comment made by the Ensign for a
second. He hadn't seen Penny at the meeting, but there were plenty of
people there- the whole Security department he'd been told- so just assumed
he'd missed her. "Very odd. Ensign Lee made it clear to me that he'd
requested that the entire Security department was to be present? The only
guards I signed off on missing the meeting were the two stationed outside
of the Primary Computer Core and neither of them were named Penny
McTaggard. Care to give me another explanation for your whereabouts?"
NRPG: Sorry Norman, you walked straight into that one! Interested to see
how Penny responds, this could be fun! :)
RPG:
?To be honest. I feel a little lost in security. Everything is becoming
more serious. Plus this new rota system. Is making me feel like we?re more
cops then guardians.? Penny replied, she seemed to be fidgeting a little.
Carson cleared his throat, weighing his options up. He'd called the Ensign
in to discuss the next stage of her development as a Starfleet Officer, but
somehow the young Ensign had just landed herself in some hot bother.
Disobeying an order from a direct senior could have serious consequences.
"That still doesn't explain where you were or why you thought it was
feasible for you to disobey Ensign Lee's order to report to the meeting?
Regardless of what was happening at the time. I'm expecting a VERY good
excuse Ensign."
?Well Science was my second choice. Although for some reason it is not on
my bio. But my speciality is biology. I did quite well grade wise.? Penny
said, again not quite meeting Carsons gaze.
"I'm confused... you missed the meeting because you were on an unassigned
guard duty or you missed it because you deemed something within the Science
department to be more important? Out with it." Carson barely lost his
temper, years in Security alongside years of Counselling had taught him to
stay calm in most situations. This was the first time since Illuminar had
launched that he'd been sat across from a younger officer who didn't want
to play fair with the truth.
(Reply Penny)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:14) - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 15:56:37 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens.Penny McTaggard - 10:14 )
Penny did not like the way this conversation was going. How dare the Commander tear a strip off Penny like this. But common sense told her it would not be a good idea to start shouting.
As her Grandmother told her. ? Count to ten in yer heed. Before yer open yer moof.?
Penny suddenly felt very sad.
? Why are ye treating me this way? It was not my fault they did not put up the change in personnel.Ensign Patterson fell ill at the last moment and I was called and told to stand in for her. I would never behave in a manner unbecoming of a Starfleet Officer.
( Reply , Carson )
? That is the truth sir.As I was at the back
Of the meeting. They were able to pull me out. Without anyone disturbing anyone. I was told to go on duty immediately and a padd. With all the details of the meeting.Would be made available for me to read.? She explained
( Reply , Carson )
? Well that is the truth. If you don?t believe me. Get a telepath to read my mind.? Penny said
( Reply , Carson )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
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ILLUMINARRPG: FW: (- 1015 - Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee)
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Sat, 5 Dec 2020 17:31:07 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14. ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee ? 1015)
Keung realised with a start that he had sent a draft version and that the shift leader should be Lucas Picard! He quickly wrote an amendment
?Sorry you just received a draft version of the Beta Shift. Please ignore the draft and use the amended version. The Shift leader is Lucas Picard.
BETA SHIFT LEADER: Lucas Picard
[cid:image001.png at 01D6CB25.7D1C1830]
Notes
Deck Patrol (1-15). Please ensure that you cover all the decks in pairs. Decide among yourselves what decks to cover.
Armoury. Assisting the Armoury Office with administration and maintainace although your main role is to being the first point of call whenever a visitor arrives at the armoury
Security Monitoring Station. Note that this static position and should not be unattended
Brig. This is to be covered when there is a prisoner in the Brig. When empty, you may use this time as ?office time?. Also check in with the shift leader in case you required elsewhere.
Bridge. Monitoring the Security and tactical workstation.
The pink line indicates that the Security Officer is available for other duties as and when required by the Command staff e.g. emergency call out, Away missions, escorts, close protection of senior officers.
Please report to your Beta Shift leader at the beginning of your shift for an briefing. When on duty, you must remain at your post. Do not leave it unattended. If you have to leave for some reason, inform your shift leader. To enable smooth change over of positions, please make sure that you arrive at least five minutes before the start of time. Let your relief know if you going to be delayed. Do not move off before your relief arrives. Any issues contact your shift leader.
In the event of a ship wide emergency, alerts and call to battle stations this roster will be suspended.
(reply anyone)
(written by Keung)
Sent from Mail<https://go.microsoft.com/fwlink/?LinkId=550986> for Windows 10
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1016) Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 20:34:41 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 10:16)
Carson sat there as he watched the Ensign calculate a response in her head,
he could almost see the gears moving as she worked through her anger of
being accused of not following orders. This meeting had gone somewhat down
the rabbit hole.
?Why are ye treating me this way? It was not my fault they did not put up
the change in personnel. Ensign Patterson fell ill at the last moment and I
was called and told to stand in for her. I would never behave in a manner
unbecoming of a Starfleet Officer."
He sighed a little before standing up and moving to his desk to receive the
appropriate information and then walked back to the seating and sat down.
Activating the padd with his identification he said, "You're sure about
this?" in a low but firm voice.
?That is the truth sir. As I was at the back. Of the meeting. They were
able to pull me out. Without anyone disturbing anyone. I was told to go on
duty immediately and a padd. With all the details of the meeting. Would be
made available for me to read.? She explained
She wasn't making much sense, jumping from one exclamation to the other
without pausing to think about what she was saying. "I'll stop you there
before you go saying anything else to deepen the hole you're digging."
Carson said matter-of-factly and handed her the padd. "Read it."
He sat back as he watched the Security Ensign quickly flip through the
signed off confidential orders he himself had signed the day before. "As
you'll see there, Mars Security was coming aboard to oversee the critical
areas during the meeting. There was no need for an Ensign Patterson, nor
anyone from Illuminar Security to be involved? Nor was there an Ensign
Patterson coming across from Mars?" He posed it as a question.
?Well that is the truth. If you don?t believe me. Get a telepath to read my
mind.? Penny said in response.
~Standing firm,~ Carson thought to himself as he looked the young woman up
and down. The investigator instinct told him she was telling the truth, she
believed what she was telling him, whether it was the truth or not. "Ok."
he said before pausing and taking the padd back from Ensign McTaggard "and
upon receiving these orders you went and stood guard at the PCC alone?"
(Reply McTaggard)
"and you know the person that pulled you out of the meeting?"
(Reply McTaggard)
"I ask, because this is incredibly serious and I'm sure you can see why. A
few questions my mind jumps to straight away, why were you targeted to be
pulled out? Why was there not a second Mars Security guard at the PCC with
you. You know as well as I do that, that is one of the locations on the
ship that has a standing order for two guarding officers all the time and
why did this happen?. This needs investigating and wrapped up today Ensign.
Once you've gotten to the bottom of this mystery, report back to me so I
can take the appropriate action and we'll continue our discussion. Do you
have any questions?"
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:17) SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 17:48:09 +0000
NRPC: Sorry got time stamp wrong.
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggart - 10:17)
Being under scrutiny like this was knocking her confidence for six.
? Yes Commander.? She replied as honestly as possible.
"and you know the person that pulled you out of the meeting?"
? I am not sure. There were so many background voices. Plus those around me at the meeting.? She told him.
"I ask, because this is incredibly serious and I'm sure you can see why. A few questions my mind jumps to straight away, why were you targeted to be pulled out? Why was there not a second Mars Security guard at the PCC with you. You know as well as I do that, that is one of the locations on the ship that has a standing order for two guarding officers all the time and why did this happen?. This needs investigating and wrapped up today Ensign. Once you've gotten to the bottom of this mystery, report back to me so I can take the appropriate action and we'll continue our discussion. Do you have any questions?"
As Carson said it. Penny began to think. Yes it was odd that no one else had come along. But she had assumed it was because of the meeting. Plus the voice on the other end had sounded muffled. Suddenly something else popped into her head. She had been told to stand guard in a different section of the PCC. Someone else could of been standing there. In the correct area. If that was so then. Why? Why?......,suddenly it all became clear. Anger began to pull at her and her ears felt hot.
? No sir. I know what has to be done.? Penny replied
( Reply , Carson )
? Oh don?t worry sir. I can assure you I will get to the bottom of this and no mistake.? Penny said
( Reply , Carson)
With that Penny turned and left. Simone had played her for a fool. That someone was about to learn. You do not mess with Penny McTaggard.
( Reply , Carson)
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1018) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 18:02:28 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 10:18)
?No sir. I know what has to be done.? Penny replied, she looked determined.
"Good. I expect you to return to me once you've tracked this down, I'd like
to see a resolution from you."
?Oh don?t worry sir. I can assure you I will get to the bottom of this and
no mistake.? Penny said
Carson nodded, "I won't stand in your way then, keep me informed." and with
that he stood up and allowed Penny to leave the office and take on what was
her last assignment as a Security Officer on the Illuminar.
(Reply none)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
NRPG: Just closing this out until Penny reports back.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1020)- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 17:49:45 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 12- Main Deflector Control- SecO- PO1 Steven Hammons ?
1020)
?Where would you hang me from, there are no recesses that you could put a
rope around in order to get sufficient space to lift me off the ground.
True, I am not that tall, however it might be a bit of a struggle.?
Hammons shrugged. "I can be pretty devious. Don't turn your back on me."
Then he laughed. "I'm kidding, sort of." He couldn't help it. This was
unprofessional as hell and he was enjoying himself, it was almost as much
fun as joking around with Boyles. But those two had known each other since
being partnered on Earth, it might be time to dial it back a little. "In
all seriousness I'm having some fun at your expense, no harm intended.
Having just gotten married I'm in an extraordinarily good mood today."
?If you would excuse the unprofessionalism of the moment I should offer you
congratulations on your nuptial ceremony yesterday. To be honest, I am
surprised that you did not take some time to properly consummate your
union. Is it not customary to have a ? floral nectar vacation??
He winked. "There's been plenty of consumation however the subject of a
honeymoon is a different story. The reservations we made on Earth got
confused and our departure delayed. Alaya and I will be leaving tomorrow
afternoon and returning on the eleventh. So honeymoon delayed is not
honeymoon denied. The CO has already okayed the leave."
(Reply: T'Mur)
"I'll give you a break for the rest of the day and tone down the humor a
bit... maybe. I can't make any promises." He then laughed and started out
the door. "Choo, choo!"
(Reply: T'Mur)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1022 - SO Ensign T'Mur)
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 16:32:45 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 15, SO Ensign T'Mur ? 1022)
?Where would you hang me from, there are no recesses that you could put a rope around in order to get sufficient space to lift me off the ground. True, I am not that tall, however it might be a bit of a struggle.?
Hammons shrugged. "I can be pretty devious. Don't turn your back on me,? Hammons stated, seeming quite serious.
T?Muir looked at Hammons with a mixture of disbelief and concern. Was he truly that mentally unstable? Then she relaxed when he started laughing. Even after the four years she spent surrounded by humans there were some aspects to their humor she did not understand, like saying something untruthful for the purpose of getting a reaction.
"I'm kidding, sort of." He couldn't help it. This was unprofessional as hell and he was enjoying himself, it was almost as much fun as joking around with Boyles. But those two had known each other since being partnered on Earth, it might be time to dial it back a little. "In all seriousness I'm having some fun at your expense, no harm intended. Having just gotten married I'm in an extraordinarily good mood today."
?If you would excuse the unprofessionalism of the moment I should offer you congratulations on your nuptial ceremony yesterday. To be honest, I am surprised that you did not take some time to properly consummate your union. Is it not customary to have a ? floral nectar vacation??
He winked. "There's been plenty of consumation however the subject of a honeymoon is a different story. The reservations we made on Earth got confused and our departure delayed. Alaya and I will be leaving tomorrow afternoon and returning on the eleventh. So honeymoon delayed is not honeymoon denied. The CO has already okayed the leave."
T?Mur nodded in acknowledgement. ?A most prudent precaution. I am gratified to know that there was ?plenty of consumption?. Although a single act is often sufficient. I know the human propensity to do more than they must.? Then she looked at Hammons, who who appeared to be gagging. Then he seemed to calm down.
"I'll give you a break for the rest of the day and tone down the humor a bit... maybe. I can't make any promises." He then laughed and started out the door. "Choo, choo!"
T?Mur shrugged, ?Please, do not restrain yourself on my account. Apparently it gives you some discomfort. It is a personal goal of mine to get to understand human humor."
However, true to his word, Hammons, in her opinion, did not resort to humorous comments for the next half hour of their shift. Perhaps he will make an attempt on a schedule.
(reply Hammons)
(Posted by Al Muir)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:27) SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 17:44:26 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O?s Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggart - 10:27 )
Being under scrutiny like this was knocking her confidence for six.
? Yes Commander.? She replied as honestly as possible.
"and you know the person that pulled you out of the meeting?"
? I am not sure. There were so many background voices. Plus those around me at the meeting.? She told him.
"I ask, because this is incredibly serious and I'm sure you can see why. A few questions my mind jumps to straight away, why were you targeted to be pulled out? Why was there not a second Mars Security guard at the PCC with you. You know as well as I do that, that is one of the locations on the ship that has a standing order for two guarding officers all the time and why did this happen?. This needs investigating and wrapped up today Ensign. Once you've gotten to the bottom of this mystery, report back to me so I can take the appropriate action and we'll continue our discussion. Do you have any questions?"
As Carson said it. Penny began to think. Yes it was odd that no one else had come along. But she had assumed it was because of the meeting. Plus the voice on the other end had sounded muffled. Suddenly something else popped into her head. She had been told to stand guard in a different section of the PCC. Someone else could of been standing there. In the correct area. If that was so then. Why? Why?......,suddenly it all became clear. Anger began to pull at her and her ears felt hot.
? No sir. I know what has to be done.? Penny replied
( Reply , Carson )
? Oh don?t worry sir. I can assure you I will get to the bottom of this and no mistake.? Penny said
( Reply , Carson)
With that Penny turned and left. Simone had played her for a fool. That someone was about to learn. You do not mess with Penny McTaggard.
( Reply , Carson)
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 10:35 ) - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2020 19:01:51 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar - Corridor outside - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggard - 10:35 )
It was surprising how rumours started on the Illuminar. Someone had told the others in security. Penny had set the wee one on Lieutenant Rosen. That was why she had lost part of her scalp. Then later it was seen attached to Lt. Summers hand.
This was of course silly. But with no witnesses to see what had happened in the Gym. Penny could not be either blamed or prove her innocence. She hoped Carson would be fare with her. Standing by the door chime Penny pressed it. Waiting for the Commander to let her in.
(Reply , Carson )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
Sent from my iPhone
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1100, 1115)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 23:05:13 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1100)
The Vulcan was immersed in considering the ongoing upgrade to the phasers
as well as updated departmental readiness reports. By far the most prolific
of the latter was from the security department. Vulcans have always been
noted connoisseurs of efficiency and the work of Ensign Keung Lee in
'whipping the department into shape' to use a Terran colloquialism was
impressive and had raised a literal eyebrow.
There was a complete duty roster for that department filed along with the
minutes of an earlier departmental meeting. Physical training exercises had
been scheduled as well. There was an additional request to be allowed to
unpack the special security armored suits he had arranged to be brought
aboard in order to begin training in their use.
Sekal confirmed acceptance of the request using his command code which sent
out an order to ready them for testing. These suits were not Maine BDU
armor but lighter and optimized for light reconnaissance in airless and
harsh environments. They wouldn't stand up to any kind of prolonged combat
situation due to the short life of the power supply but could be used for
short durations in that capacity due to the operational energy shielding.
He then turned his attention back to the upgrade. It was due to be
completed in two days time after which the engineering team would do a
final check for functionality.
The briefing on the upcoming mission had been completed as well. He opened
the ships intercom.
"This is the Captain. The briefing for the upcoming mission will be held at
0900 tomorrow in Conference Room 1, Deck 1. The attendance of all officers
is required."
(Reply: All)
=^= Captain Sekal. =^=
He answered the call.
"Sekal here."
=^= Transmission from Mars base, Vice-Admiral Saleke. =^=
"One moment." He stood up from the chair and moved to the door.
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1115)
He stepped onto the bridge and made his way to the command chair though he
didn't sit down and turned to face forward.
"Transmission on the main viewer."
The viewer lit up and his father appeared onscreen.
"Admiral."
There was a nod in reply.
=^=Captain Sekal. StarFleet has made the decision to schedule a war game on
Stardate 2445.10.12 to test the upgrades to Illuminar's offensive and
defensive systems. The conditions of the war game will be sent to you
shortly. Three ships have been selected as enemy vessels and will meet the
Illuminar prior to beginning your mission. According to computer scenarios
Illuminar is at a slight disadvantage but this will give a baseline for
comparison for future engagements.=^=
Sekal's head tilted ever so slightly. "Indeed. I am more conversant with
the ship than the technicians who have inputted the parameters. It is quite
possible that they may be proven wrong."
The older Vulcan didn't bat an eyebrow. =^=Like you I am well aware of your
ships capabilities. It is possible you may be correct. I will see you and
your officers at the briefing. Saleke out.=^=
Sekal looked about the bridge of his vessel. His words had not been
motivated by pride but by logic.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (7-1100, 1115)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 09:58:22 -0600
NRPG: Temporal error.
Day 6- 10.02
Day 7- 10.03
Day 8- 10.04
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1100)
The Vulcan was immersed in considering the ongoing upgrade to the phasers
as well as updated departmental readiness reports. By far the most prolific
of the latter was from the security department. Vulcans have always been
noted connoisseurs of efficiency and the work of Ensign Keung Lee in
'whipping the department into shape' to use a Terran colloquialism was
impressive and had raised a literal eyebrow.
There was a complete duty roster for that department filed along with the
minutes of an earlier departmental meeting. Physical training exercises had
been scheduled as well. There was an additional request to be allowed to
unpack the special security armored suits he had arranged to be brought
aboard in order to begin training in their use.
Sekal confirmed acceptance of the request using his command code which sent
out an order to ready them for testing. These suits were not Maine BDU
armor but lighter and optimized for light reconnaissance in airless and
harsh environments. They wouldn't stand up to any kind of prolonged combat
situation due to the short life of the power supply but could be used for
short durations in that capacity due to the operational energy shielding.
He then turned his attention back to the upgrade. It was due to be
completed in two days time after which the engineering team would do a
final check for functionality.
The briefing on the upcoming mission had been completed as well. He opened
the ships intercom.
"This is the Captain. The briefing for the upcoming mission will be held at
0900 tomorrow in Conference Room 1, Deck 1. The attendance of all officers
is required."
(Reply: All)
=^= Captain Sekal. =^=
He answered the call.
"Sekal here."
=^= Transmission from Mars base, Vice-Admiral Saleke. =^=
"One moment." He stood up from the chair and moved to the door.
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge- CO, Captain Sekal ? 1115)
He stepped onto the bridge and made his way to the command chair though he
didn't sit down and turned to face forward.
"Transmission on the main viewer."
The viewer lit up and his father appeared onscreen.
"Admiral."
There was a nod in reply.
=^=Captain Sekal. StarFleet has made the decision to schedule a war game on
Stardate 2445.10.12 to test the upgrades to Illuminar's offensive and
defensive systems. The conditions of the war game will be sent to you
shortly. Three ships have been selected as enemy vessels and will meet the
Illuminar prior to beginning your mission. According to computer scenarios
Illuminar is at a slight disadvantage but this will give a baseline for
comparison for future engagements.=^=
Sekal's head tilted ever so slightly. "Indeed. I am more conversant with
the ship than the technicians who have inputted the parameters. It is quite
possible that they may be proven wrong."
The older Vulcan didn't bat an eyebrow. =^=Like you I am well aware of your
ships capabilities. It is possible you may be correct. I will see you and
your officers at the briefing. Saleke out.=^=
Sekal looked about the bridge of his vessel. His words had not been
motivated by pride but by logic.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7 - 1100) Commander Jason Nesmith
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 20:39:30 -0500
NRPG - Elsewhere in the Universe, a ship gets new orders.
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate:2445.10.03
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 ? Captain?s Ready Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith
- 1100)
?Come,? Commander Nesmith
?Sir, You have an incoming transmission from Star Fleet,? his executive
officer said.
?Well then Ivanova, let?s hear what Star Fleet has to say.?
Nesmith turned the desk viewer around so both of them could see the
screen.?Commander Nesmith, you are hereby ordered to return to Mars
Station by Stardate 2445.10.10.The Protector will be participating in a
war game simulation against Captain Sekal and the USS Illuminar.You will
form part of the OpFor.Upon reaching Mars Station, you will receive
further instructions and final mission briefing.I am transmitting the
parameters of the war game and additional information.?
?Nesmith acknowledges,? he said.?See you soon.Protector out.?
Ivanovna raised an eyebrow.?Wargames Sir??
?The Illuminar Class, it?s a new breed of ship more for exploration, but
with some teeth.?
?I?m familiar with the class, Sir.Just surprised Star Fleet would have a
war game this soon after launching.That?s part of the Engineering Trials.?
?And right you are, Commander.That may be to our advantage.?
Nesmith stood up and walked onto the bridge.?Ms. T?hrace.Change
course.We?re going to Mars Station.Warp six.?
?Aye Sir,? the Vulcan replied.?Course plotted.On your command.?
?Engage.?
Nesmith sat down in his chair. ?Lieutenant Tracy, open a shipwide channel.?
The operations officer tapped on his console.?Channel open, Sir.?
?All hands.This is your Captain.We have changed course to Mars Station
to participate in a war game.What we know at this time is that one of
our foes will be the USS Illuminar.This will test our skills, our
strategy, our cunning.It will test how well this crew works together.I
know you will all do your very best. Department heads to the briefing
room in one hour.?
The energy on the ship seemed to jump up several notches.The thoughts of
a war game, testing the skills the crew had been honing, was exciting.
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 ? Briefing Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith - 1202)
The door opened and Nesmith entered the briefing room. The assembled
officers stood up as he moved to the head of the table.?Take your
seats,? he said.
?In this war game, we will be operating at maximum shields, with phasers
at ? power.Photon torpedoes are not allowed.The computers will be
synchronized to a master system that will assess damage, including
identifying crew who are injured or killed due to damage the ship receives.?
Looking around the table, ?Our opponent is Captain Sekal.He?s an
engineer, helped design the Illuminar.He also has a first-rate tactical
mind.He?ll know what he can get out of that ship and will use every
advantage against us. Commander Ivanova, I want you to research the
results of the Illuminar engineering tests.Find out everything you can
from those reports.?
He turned to his right, ?Commander Wiggins, go study Captain Sekal.Find
out what makes him tick.Get in that Vulcan mind of his and prepare to
anticipate his moves.I want to be three steps ahead of him when we join
the battle.?
He next looked at his Klingon security officer.?Lieutenant Cobb, I want
you to prepare your department to both repel any boarders.Have fast
action teams on all decks with critical systems.You also need a team to
be ready to board the Illuminar when we take her shields down.Get the
schematics of the Illuminar, identify where you want to beam in and
drill the routes into your men.?
?Commander Robson, I want you to see about squeaking as many extra
joules out of the engines as possible.I want those shields at 110% by
the time we arrive at Mars Station.?
?Lieutenant Tracy, I want you to work with Lieutenant Watne.Get the
scanners tuned up.See what you can do about the internal scanners as
well.In the unfortunate event they beam a boarding party, I want to know
where they are and be able to contain them with internal force fields.?
?Dr. Pierce and Lieutenant Chiana.Medical will have to be ready to treat
causalities. We?ll learn more at the final briefing, but be prepared for
anything, up to a mass casualty event.?
?By the time we arrive at Mars Station, I want us ready for
anything.Train the crew hard, but let?s make sure they get rest as well,
so that they are at optimal performance when the time comes. Questions.?
He looked around the table, watching each one of his staff begin to chew
of what he?d said.
?We?ll meet again at 2000 hours to share what we?ve learned.Dismissed.?
(Reply, none, unless you want to join the Opposing Force as an NPC.)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1135) 2O Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Thu, 17 Dec 2020 13:52:01 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O's Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 11:35)
The computer beeped and let him know that Ensign McTaggard was once again
outside of his office, Carson sighed as he looked up and pressed a button
to open the door. "Come in Ensign." he called and waited patiently as Penny
walked in and situated herself in a seat.
They sat in silence for around a minute as Carson looked her over, she
looked inpatient, frustrated, angry and nervous. Narrowing his eyes he
asked, "Situation resolved Ensign?"
(Reply Penny)
"I've seen the report from Ensign Keung's office, to say that I am
displeased with the situation would be an understatement."
(Reply Penny iyw)
Carson took a deep breath, I'll be speaking with the Mars Security
Commander and will be sure that the people involved will be investigated.
We cannot, simply cannot have this happening on Mars or here on the ship."
(Reply Penny iyw)
He took another few seconds, "Anyway. I called you here this morning to
discuss you progression here on the ship. I received notification from
Starfleet that they require that you now do a portion of time within the
Science department," he paused again to monitor her facial expressions,
"Any issues with this?"
(Reply Penny)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 11:36 ) - SPC - Sec Ens. Penny Mc Taggard )
From: norinlon at aol.com (norinlon)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 14:46:40 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O's Office - Sec Ens. Penny McTaggard- 11:36)
After entering the office Penny took a seat. She waited in silence for around a minute as Carson looked her over. Penny was getting rather fed up with this. Surely by now the facts of what had transgressed. Would of come to light. Penny would be vindicated as an innocent. Why was it taking so long? Unless her methods of finding out the truth , were coming under scrutiny?
Narrowing his eyes he asked, "Situation resolved Ensign?"
? Oh yes sir it is all in the report,? She told him.
"I've seen the report from Ensign Keung's office, to say that I am displeased with the situation would be an understatement."
? With all due respect sir. I was not to fault with any of this. I should not be punished for someone else?s foolish escapade.? Penny said
Carson took a deep breath, ? I'll be speaking with the Mars Security Commander and will be sure that the people involved will be investigated. We cannot, simply cannot have this happening on Mars or here on the ship."
? I understand sir.? Penny said. This did not sound good.
He took another few seconds, "Anyway. I called you here this morning to discuss you progression here on the ship. I received notification from Starfleet that they require that you now do a portion of time within the Science department," he paused again to monitor her facial expressions, "Any issues with this?"
Science. When penny had first decided to try for the academy. Her mother had told her to go for two possible careers. That way if she failed one. She could fall back on the other. So she chose Security and Science. Her science speciality was Botany and Biology. Plus Penny looked good in blue.
? Och nay sir. At the academy apart from security I did rather well in the sciences. My area of expertise is Botany and Biology.? Penny said smiling.
(Reply , Carson )
( Posted by:- Norman ?)
?Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.? :- J K Rowling
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1137) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2020 23:28:24 +0000
NRPG: Apologies on the delay Norman. Christmas, Cold and Eleventh birthdays
make for a busy end to the year for me. Catching up now, so people can
expect responses soon :)
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, 2O's Office - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 11:37)
The Ensign squirmed around in her seat for a moment before answering.
Carson decided it was out of excitement at the challenge, rather than
frustration with the assignment and he was happy when she responded in a
way which made him feel is initial assesment to be correct. ?Och nay sir.
At the academy apart from security I did rather well in the sciences. My
area of expertise is Botany and Biology.? Penny said smiling.
"Excellent." Carson said, sitting up a little straighter. "Then for the
forseeable future Ensign, you're to report to Lieutenant Alyl with in the
Science department. He'll be able to suitably place you better than I, but
I'd suggest with your academic record that Botany or Biology would be an
ideal placement." he passed over a padd with her new orders.
(Reply Penny IYW)
Carson nodded to her, "Dismissed, Ensign." he said as he stood up. As the
door opened and she prepared to leave he noted, "Ensign.." he waited for
her to turn to face him again, "I'd very much like you to keep your
sessions with the counselor ongoing. Even with the move to Science, oh and
you'll be needing a change of Uniform." he smiled and sat back down
allowing Penny to leave.
(Reply Penny iyw)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7: 1300) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Wed, 9 Dec 2020 17:27:44 +0000
NPRG; This is Part 1
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee, Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1300)
Keung was impressed with the efficiency of Armoury Officer, PO 3 Carol Lannis and her assistants in getting the Battle suits as she nicknamed it ready for roll out. A communique had been sent to Hercules Devers, Stephen Hammons and T?Mur to report to the Armoury for training in the new armour suits..
Upon arrival , Keung greeted them wearing what looked like a white bodysuit with thin metal strips all over the body. They stared at Keung with curiosity.
T'Mur nodded to the ASC, ?Ensign Lee.?
Devers looked at the Chief, ?New security fashion, Chief??
Hammons walked into the armory whistling. This had been a day to remember. He'd never had the opportunity before to tweak a Vulcan's nose and had enjoyed it immensely. ~I wonder if the CO would be a good straight man? Nah! Probably pushing my luck too far on that one. He has the authority to send me on a space walk without a suit.~
He was happy to see that the crates for the suits had been opened. ~Which one is mine? That's all I want to know!~
?I?m wearing the first part of the body armour...an exoskeleton bodysuit. it's an insulating sensor suit.? explained Keung. He gestured over to the cabinet which contained the bodysuits hanging on the pegs. ?First thing. Strip Get changed into those suits.. It is a bit tight to get into it but it designed to mould around your body.
?Is there one with extra wide shoulders,? Devers asked. ?This looks a bit too tight,? he said as he struggled getting into the suit.
"Right here are two." Hammons piped up. "I've got wide shoulders and I'm anxious to get them into one of those suits."
T?Mur reached out and picked a suit of the rack. Swiftly she disrobed and began to work the body suit over her now nude form. When she finally had it all in place she looked around at the other?s eyes watching her. She was a little uncomfortable in the exoskeleton suit. It was extremely tight and rode up in places she?d rather it didn?t. In true Vulcan fashion she was not particularly self conscious of the tightness or the way it left very little to the imagination, but it did rise into very personal spaces that she had been able to put out of her mind most of the time.
~This is not the time Hammons, you've had plenty of fun at her expense today. Besides you are a happily married man.~ Steven turned and shucked out of his uniform quickly then began putting on the bodysuit. The shoulders were a good fit, his problem lay lower down as his crotch was getting a little cramped. He started walking a bit gingerly then sped up as the material stretched to fit him with a little less zeal. Once things had settled better he could breathe more easily and the pressure had eased. He let out an explosive breath. "That's better. I may want to have children some day."
?Very good.? Keung as he looked at the team. ?I want to introduce you to the Tactical Environment System Suit Mark 2 or TES or as PO Lannis likes to call it a battle suit?
One of the strong room's doors slid open to reveal the appearance of the 10 black armoured suits each on its own stand had been brought out by the automatic trolley. It occurred to Keung, he should have provided some rousing music to mark the appearance of the suits.
Hammons let out a loud whistle. "I'm betting they have the new smell still on them. I love that aroma. Do we get a Christmas tree freshener to hang in the helmet?"
?Great, looks like Star Fleet has been reading old Earth science fiction. What are we? Knights of the round table?? Devers quipped.
T?Mur gave Devers a wry look. She was well versed with old Earth literature and she could see the connection with the Arthurian legend.
?Indeed,? she replied dryly, ?perhaps we should kneel before the king? But that would mean that Ensign Lee would have to die by the end of our mission.?
"Or be deposed. We could lock him in the brig." Steven interposed with a grin.
?What you see here," said Keung Lee, touching one of the suits ?is a body-sized chassis of light armour and equipment?. He looked at the Security officers Infront of him who were wearing exoskeleton bodysuits. ?Your bodysuit sensors are linked to the devices once you wear the suit fabric.
"Used to measure our vital signs no doubt. A handy gadget." Steven had already picked his out. While the suits were all of uniform make it stood to reason they would be form fitting to an extent, adjusting the fit to align as closely with the internal sensors of the bodysuit as possible.
T?Mur looked at the others. She shrugged and walked around the ?battle suit.? The design was fascinating, both complex and simple. She reached out and gently touched the suit. It felt oddly warm. She turned to look at Lee with a quizzical eyebrow.
?It is designed to be an all-terrain, all-weather suit?at least that is what I was informed.? Continued Keung. "The suit's fabric is made of a new alloy, which is flexible and automatically moulds to the body. The material is also coated with a refractive coating that automatically blends with the ambient lighting. and is impervious to phaser-fire at low settings. The suit includes a complete life-support system which can run independently for eight hours before recharging, and the recycle unit replenishes itself naturally over 24 hours inside a breathable atmosphere. The suit provides full protection from gases, vacuum and hard radiation. The fully integrated helmet has inbuilt 360-degree multi-spectrum HUD visor. There is a powerful light fitting above the helmet. You can also operate the helmet in voice command mode. It has a built-in wideband communications. A control device is installed into the left sleeve of the suit which is linked to your voice commands. The right sleeve is fixed with a phaser firing device. There are camouflage holo emitters located around the suit. Anyone looking at you will see the image projected by the emitters, and in a pinch, can be modified to project a force field around the area concealed by the hologram ? although, given the rate of energy drain. I wouldn't advise using this except in the gravest emergencies.?
"Since it only has an eight hour charge the caution makes a lot of sense." Hammons was leaning against the suit of his choice, why he had picked that particular one he couldn't have said since they all looked pretty much the same.
Keung picked up a large utility belt. ?Around the waist fits this multifunctional utility belt which can contain?all sorts of goodies.? Smiled Keung. ?However this suit was not built for flight nor can you skydive in an atmosphere otherwise you drop like a stone and you would make a nasty mess on the ground.. You can pretend to be Ironman or even Superman but I wouldn?t want to be facing phasers at high settings!!?
Keung paused for a second as he made reference to a 20th century cinematic and superheroes that was popular in his time now immortalised in a popular museum on Earth. Certainly recognised by humans.
"No super hero stunts, check but I like the utility belt. Any batarangs in it?"
?Definitely old Earth fiction,? Devers said.
"Those comic books are still around but I won't make enough in my lifetime to buy one unless I open a latinum mine." Hammons interjected.
?I don?t understand ,? T?Mur interjected, ?why would someone pretend to be a man of iron??
Hammons looked at her. "Because he's not only a superhero but super cool. Gold and red Armor, flies and shoots repulsor beams out of his palms and best of all his day job is as a rich playboy. Every man's dream vocation."
?Next time you are Earth Ms. T?Mur, we can go to the museum devoted to 20th century fiction, something called Superhero?s. Persons with amazing abilities that tried to save the day. Others were aliens, or what 20th century Earth thought were aliens, with extraordinary powers. All told, a literary plot device about the battle of good and evil.?
?Intriguing,? T?Mur admitted. ?So people who were from different planets, or had ?amazing abilities were considered heroic characters. I would be interested in looking at that.?
"Not all of them. There were some nasties which is why the heroes were counted on to save the day. And Earth was almost always the battle ground. So about using the suits?" Steven looked at Keung. "I've already named mine by the way. The Dark Knight. DC not Marvel but you can't have everything and Bats is also cool."
?Okay down to business.? Said Keung, looking serious, ?We are going to find ourselves in a difficult hostile environment and we will have to use our skills to deal with it. Our task is to..er..simply..to rescue four Federation scientists who have crashed landed on a planet and are held captive by Gorns. However we will have to work as a team to deal with obstacles on our way to rescuing the captives and we have two hours to complete the whole scenario. ?We? you may well ask. ?Who is we? Well I am joining you as an ordinary team bod and will take direction from the head poncho?
T?Mur had seen people wearing ponchos during a rainstorm at the academy. She did not realize they had them only for heads, or that they could give directions. Were ponchos alive? She had never thought of that.
"Crash the castle, save the scientists and stroll away with them. Sounds too easy if you ask me. I'll bet you have other surprises up your sleeve but one obstacle at a time." Steven was anxious to get to the good part, playing out his Dark Knight persona.
Keung turned to T?Mur. ?Ensign T?Mur. It?s your lucky day. You're off the subs bench and you're gonna take the penalty! You are the team leader. Nothing like putting a newbie into the deep end.?
?Indeed,? T?Mur held her surprise in check, ?I appreciate your confidence, Ensign Lee. I did not realize that there was a deeper end of your scenario. However, I will endeavor to live up to your expectations. However I did not realize I was on a bench, nor that a leadership position was a penalty.?
Steven snickered, she really was the PERFECT straight man.
reply (any/all).
?As for weapons. Apart from the phaser device on your suit. You can have one additional weapon? said Keung who pointed to the weapons cabinet. ?Crewman Harris will sign you out the weapon of your choice including the following A small axe, survivor knife and four grenades each?
?Then perhaps our first course of action should be to gear up,? T?Mur stated, taking command. ?Then draw your weapons from the quartermaster.?
T'Mur went over to the battle suits and selected the one that seemed closest to her size. The tight under suit was useful in the exoskeleton to slide on. There was a slight hum as the sensors on the body suit synched with the sensors in the body armour. She then started to move around the room, testing the manoeuvrability of the suit, twisting and stretching.
Hammons slid the Dark Knight out and it settled to the deck with barely a thump. The suit then opened enough for him to slide in. Once he was in it closed around him and fitted itself to his form. He had been right, the fresh smell was exhilarating. "They ought to make an interface in the back to put a fusion core into. It would help with the power shortage." He then began singing barely above a whisper. "Crawl out through the fallout baby when they drop that bomb. Crawl out through the fallout with the greatest of aplomb?."
?It is not completely uncomfortable,? T'Mur said.
She then grabbed a helmet and put it over her head. She wished almost immediately that she had tied up her long hair before hand. She would have to live with it hanging out the back. With a tap, the HUD came on, and she looked at the others.
The display immediately gave position and distance of each member of the team. It also began to read out metabolic rates, heart rate and breathing. ?You will all be gratified to know that the HUD tells me that you are all still alive.?
Steven settled his helmet and it automatically sealed to the suit with the whisper of pressurization. "Thanks, good to hear. If my vital signs drop off I'll probably be the last one to know."
The HUD activated with the vital signs of the others in green. A readout to the right gave atmospheric pressure, oxygen content, atmosphere gas mixture and fortunately the one that showed 'Rad' was zeroed out. ~I'm betting that is for radiation. Red vital signs and rads are bad. ~ "All hale and hearty, the zombie apocalypse will have to wait for another day."
Keung selected aTR-116 rifle and helped himself to the axe, the knife and grenades, a combination of flash bangs, smoke and explosives. These he attached to the holders on his utility belt.
Devers looked at the items, slowly adding them to his ?utility belt?. He placed his baton in easy reach while securing the other items in their spot. Moving away from the others, he tried to get a feel for the axe, testing the balance.
T?Mur was next. She looked at the ax, not seeing the defensive uses of such a weapon. In zero gravity it would have very little effect, but on a planetary mission it could be useful to break into things. What she did appreciate were the grenades. She wondered if she could pass on the ax to get more grenades, but decided that they were given the parameters of the mission equipment already, and she did not want to disturb Ensign Lee?s mission design.
Hammons hopped to the quartermaster or rather thumped. Bladed weapons were already available in the survival knife and axe and you could use those to fabricate more intricate ones if you chose. In addition the suit came pre-packaged with an energy weapon.
For his choice he selected a simple staff made of an extremely strong alloy that was retractable. He immediately pressed the stud that shortened it to six inches. The grenades went into the utility belt. The knife and axe into sheaths at his waist but the shortened staff wasn't a perfect fit. He finally found a spot on the belt he could slide it into which then closed around it. He tested removing it and returning it several times to assure himself he wouldn't lose it.
?Now I am going to hand over the rest of the briefing to your Weapons instructor O?Riley.
?Ho righty here, Starfleet.? O?Riley, once a marine with the 5th Marine corps out of Earth, was a large, well muscled and chiseled man. However his voice came across, very soft and unassuming however loud he tried to make it. ?This is a pretty straightforward exercise, you?ve no doubt been through these scenarios before. The difficulty here is getting a grip on the suits and learning the best way of using them. Anyone here operated a remote drone vehicle before??
"For remote surveillance a couple of times." Hammons said. "Can I assume we have the capability of operating one from the HUD?"
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From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Wed, 9 Dec 2020 12:21:32 -0600
NPRG; This is Part 1
Reposted as an example of the player recognition format we now use on Jp's.
Great job by John to set up this scenario.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security
Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1300)
Keung was impressed with the efficiency of Armoury Officer, PO 3 Carol
Lannis and her assistants in getting the Battle suits as she nicknamed it
ready for roll out. A communique had been sent to Hercules Devers, Stephen
Hammons and T?Mur to report to the Armoury for training in the new armour
suits..
Upon arrival , Keung greeted them wearing what looked like a white
bodysuit with thin metal strips all over the body. They stared at Keung
with curiosity.
T'Mur nodded to the ASC, ?Ensign Lee.?
Devers looked at the Chief, ?New security fashion, Chief??
Hammons walked into the armory whistling. This had been a day to remember.
He'd never had the opportunity before to tweak a Vulcan's nose and had
enjoyed it immensely. ~I wonder if the CO would be a good straight man?
Nah! Probably pushing my luck too far on that one. He has the authority to
send me on a space walk without a suit.~
He was happy to see that the crates for the suits had been opened. ~Which
one is mine? That's all I want to know!~
?I?m wearing the first part of the body armour...an exoskeleton bodysuit.
it's an insulating sensor suit.? explained Keung. He gestured over to the
cabinet which contained the bodysuits hanging on the pegs. ?First thing.
Strip Get changed into those suits.. It is a bit tight to get into it but
it designed to mould around your body.
?Is there one with extra wide shoulders,? Devers asked. ?This looks a bit
too tight,? he said as he struggled getting into the suit.
"Right here are two." Hammons piped up. "I've got wide shoulders and I'm
anxious to get them into one of those suits."
T?Mur reached out and picked a suit of the rack. Swiftly she disrobed and
began to work the body suit over her now nude form. When she finally had
it all in place she looked around at the other?s eyes watching her. She
was a little uncomfortable in the exoskeleton suit. It was extremely tight
and rode up in places she?d rather it didn?t. In true Vulcan fashion she
was not particularly self conscious of the tightness or the way it left
very little to the imagination, but it did rise into very personal spaces
that she had been able to put out of her mind most of the time.
~This is not the time Hammons, you've had plenty of fun at her expense
today. Besides you are a happily married man.~ Steven turned and shucked
out of his uniform quickly then began putting on the bodysuit. The
shoulders were a good fit, his problem lay lower down as his crotch was
getting a little cramped. He started walking a bit gingerly then sped up as
the material stretched to fit him with a little less zeal. Once things had
settled better he could breathe more easily and the pressure had eased. He
let out an explosive breath. "That's better. I may want to have children
some day."
?Very good.? Keung as he looked at the team. ?I want to introduce you to
the Tactical Environment System Suit Mark 2 or TES or as PO Lannis likes to
call it a battle suit?
One of the strong room's doors slid open to reveal the appearance of the 10
black armoured suits each on its own stand had been brought out by the
automatic trolley. It occurred to Keung, he should have provided some
rousing music to mark the appearance of the suits.
Hammons let out a loud whistle. "I'm betting they have the new smell still
on them. I love that aroma. Do we get a Christmas tree freshener to hang in
the helmet?"
?Great, looks like Star Fleet has been reading old Earth science fiction.
What are we? Knights of the round table?? Devers quipped.
T?Mur gave Devers a wry look. She was well versed with old Earth
literature and she could see the connection with the Arthurian legend.
?Indeed,? she replied dryly, ?perhaps we should kneel before the king? But
that would mean that Ensign Lee would have to die by the end of our
mission.?
"Or be deposed. We could lock him in the brig." Steven interposed with a
grin.
?What you see here," said Keung Lee, touching one of the suits ?is a
body-sized chassis of light armour and equipment?. He looked at the
Security officers Infront of him who were wearing exoskeleton bodysuits.
?Your bodysuit sensors are linked to the devices once you wear the suit
fabric.
"Used to measure our vital signs no doubt. A handy gadget." Steven had
already picked his out. While the suits were all of uniform make it stood
to reason they would be form fitting to an extent, adjusting the fit to
align as closely with the internal sensors of the bodysuit as possible.
T?Mur looked at the others. She shrugged and walked around the ?battle
suit.? The design was fascinating, both complex and simple. She reached
out and gently touched the suit. It felt oddly warm. She turned to look
at Lee with a quizzical eyebrow.
?It is designed to be an all-terrain, all-weather suit?at least that is
what I was informed.? Continued Keung. "The suit's fabric is made of a new
alloy, which is flexible and automatically moulds to the body. The material
is also coated with a refractive coating that automatically blends with the
ambient lighting. and is impervious to phaser-fire at low settings. The
suit includes a complete life-support system which can run independently
for eight hours before recharging, and the recycle unit replenishes itself
naturally over 24 hours inside a breathable atmosphere. The suit provides
full protection from gases, vacuum and hard radiation. The fully integrated
helmet has inbuilt 360-degree multi-spectrum HUD visor. There is a powerful
light fitting above the helmet. You can also operate the helmet in voice
command mode. It has a built-in wideband communications. A control device
is installed into the left sleeve of the suit which is linked to your voice
commands. The right sleeve is fixed with a phaser firing device. There
are camouflage holo emitters located around the suit. Anyone looking at you
will see the image projected by the emitters, and in a pinch, can be
modified to project a force field around the area concealed by the hologram
? although, given the rate of energy drain. I wouldn't advise using this
except in the gravest emergencies.?
"Since it only has an eight hour charge the caution makes a lot of sense."
Hammons was leaning against the suit of his choice, why he had picked that
particular one he couldn't have said since they all looked pretty much the
same.
Keung picked up a large utility belt. ?Around the waist fits this
multifunctional utility belt which can contain?all sorts of goodies.?
Smiled Keung. ?However this suit was not built for flight nor can you
skydive in an atmosphere otherwise you drop like a stone and you would make
a nasty mess on the ground.. You can pretend to be Ironman or even Superman
but I wouldn?t want to be facing phasers at high settings!!?
Keung paused for a second as he made reference to a 20th century cinematic
and superheroes that was popular in his time now immortalised in a popular
museum on Earth. Certainly recognised by humans.
"No super hero stunts, check but I like the utility belt. Any batarangs in
it?"
?Definitely old Earth fiction,? Devers said.
"Those comic books are still around but I won't make enough in my lifetime
to buy one unless I open a latinum mine." Hammons interjected.
?I don?t understand ,? T?Mur interjected, ?why would someone pretend to be
a man of iron??
Hammons looked at her. "Because he's not only a superhero but super cool.
Gold and red Armor, flies and shoots repulsor beams out of his palms and
best of all his day job is as a rich playboy. Every man's dream vocation."
?Next time you are Earth Ms. T?Mur, we can go to the museum devoted to 20th
century fiction, something called Superhero?s. Persons with amazing
abilities that tried to save the day. Others were aliens, or what 20th
century Earth thought were aliens, with extraordinary powers. All told, a
literary plot device about the battle of good and evil.?
?Intriguing,? T?Mur admitted. ?So people who were from different planets,
or had ?amazing abilities were considered heroic characters. I would be
interested in looking at that.?
"Not all of them. There were some nasties which is why the heroes were
counted on to save the day. And Earth was almost always the battle ground.
So about using the suits?" Steven looked at Keung. "I've already named mine
by the way. The Dark Knight. DC not Marvel but you can't have everything
and Bats is also cool."
?Okay down to business.? Said Keung, looking serious, ?We are going to
find ourselves in a difficult hostile environment and we will have to use
our skills to deal with it. Our task is to..er..simply..to rescue four
Federation scientists who have crashed landed on a planet and are held
captive by Gorns. However we will have to work as a team to deal with
obstacles on our way to rescuing the captives and we have two hours to
complete the whole scenario. ?We? you may well ask. ?Who is we? Well I
am joining you as an ordinary team bod and will take direction from the
head poncho?
T?Mur had seen people wearing ponchos during a rainstorm at the academy.
She did not realize they had them only for heads, or that they could give
directions. *Were ponchos alive?* She had never thought of that.
"Crash the castle, save the scientists and stroll away with them. Sounds
too easy if you ask me. I'll bet you have other surprises up your sleeve
but one obstacle at a time." Steven was anxious to get to the good part,
playing out his Dark Knight persona.
Keung turned to T?Mur. ?Ensign T?Mur. It?s your lucky day. You're off the
subs bench and you're gonna take the penalty! You are the team leader.
Nothing like putting a newbie into the deep end.?
?Indeed,? T?Mur held her surprise in check, ?I appreciate your confidence,
Ensign Lee. I did not realize that there was a deeper end of your
scenario. However, I will endeavor to live up to your expectations.
However I did not realize I was on a bench, nor that a leadership position
was a penalty.?
Steven snickered, she really was the PERFECT straight man.
?As for weapons. Apart from the phaser device on your suit. You can have
one additional weapon? said Keung who pointed to the weapons cabinet.
?Crewman Harris will sign you out the weapon of your choice including the
following A small axe, survivor knife and four grenades each?
?Then perhaps our first course of action should be to gear up,? T?Mur
stated, taking command. ?Then draw your weapons from the quartermaster.?
T'Mur went over to the battle suits and selected the one that seemed
closest to her size. The tight under suit was useful in the exoskeleton to
slide on. There was a slight hum as the sensors on the body suit synched
with the sensors in the body armour. She then started to move around the
room, testing the manoeuvrability of the suit, twisting and stretching.
Hammons slid the Dark Knight out and it settled to the deck with barely a
thump. The suit then opened enough for him to slide in. Once he was in it
closed around him and fitted itself to his form. He had been right, the
fresh smell was exhilarating. "They ought to make an interface in the back
to put a fusion core into. It would help with the power shortage." He then
began singing barely above a whisper. "Crawl out through the fallout baby
when they drop that bomb. Crawl out through the fallout with the greatest
of aplomb?."
?It is not completely uncomfortable,? T'Mur said.
She then grabbed a helmet and put it over her head. She wished almost
immediately that she had tied up her long hair before hand. She would have
to live with it hanging out the back. With a tap, the HUD came on, and she
looked at the others.
The display immediately gave position and distance of each member of the
team. It also began to read out metabolic rates, heart rate and
breathing. ?You will all be gratified to know that the HUD tells me that
you are all still alive.?
Steven settled his helmet and it automatically sealed to the suit with the
whisper of pressurization. "Thanks, good to hear. If my vital signs drop
off I'll probably be the last one to know."
The HUD activated with the vital signs of the others in green. A readout to
the right gave atmospheric pressure, oxygen content, atmosphere gas mixture
and fortunately the one that showed 'Rad' was zeroed out. ~I'm betting that
is for radiation. Red vital signs and rads are bad. ~ "All hale and hearty,
the zombie apocalypse will have to wait for another day."
Keung selected aTR-116 rifle and helped himself to the axe, the knife and
grenades, a combination of flash bangs, smoke and explosives. These he
attached to the holders on his utility belt.
Devers looked at the items, slowly adding them to his ?utility belt?. He
placed his baton in easy reach while securing the other items in their
spot. Moving away from the others, he tried to get a feel for the axe,
testing the balance.
T?Mur was next. She looked at the ax, not seeing the defensive uses of
such a weapon. In zero gravity it would have very little effect, but on a
planetary mission it could be useful to break into things. What she did
appreciate were the grenades. She wondered if she could pass on the ax to
get more grenades, but decided that they were given the parameters of the
mission equipment already, and she did not want to disturb Ensign Lee?s
mission design.
Hammons hopped to the quartermaster or rather thumped. Bladed weapons were
already available in the survival knife and axe and you could use those to
fabricate more intricate ones if you chose. In addition the suit came
pre-packaged with an energy weapon.
For his choice he selected a simple staff made of an extremely strong alloy
that was retractable. He immediately pressed the stud that shortened it to
six inches. The grenades went into the utility belt. The knife and axe into
sheaths at his waist but the shortened staff wasn't a perfect fit. He
finally found a spot on the belt he could slide it into which then closed
around it. He tested removing it and returning it several times to assure
himself he wouldn't lose it.
?Now I am going to hand over the rest of the briefing to your Weapons
instructor O?Riley.
?Ho righty here, Starfleet.? O?Riley, once a marine with the 5th Marine
corps out of Earth, was a large, well muscled and chiseled man. However his
voice came across, very soft and unassuming however loud he tried to make
it. ?This is a pretty straightforward exercise, you?ve no doubt been
through these scenarios before. The difficulty here is getting a grip on
the suits and learning the best way of using them. Anyone here operated a
remote drone vehicle before??
"For remote surveillance a couple of times." Hammons said. "Can I assume we
have the capability of operating one from the HUD?"
(reply any)
(Posted by John Tsang (Keung Lee, O'Riley)
Al Muir (T'Mur)
Tim Bushnell (Hercules Devers)
and Charles Gatling (Steven Hammons)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1345) Commodore Sherri Willet
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 21:28:30 +0000
NRPG: USS Hamilton is a Discovery Class Long-Range Science vessel. It's
been chosen for this War Game as the flagship of the three and will be
quarterbacking the fight with its advanced array of sensors.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Hamilton, Captains Ready Room - Commodore Sherri Willet - 1345)
"I'm not throwing away this shot." she said as she stood up whilst banging
her fist on the table. "We will have Illuminar outgunned, outmanned,
outnumbered and you can bet your asses outplanned." walking away from the
table, she stood and stared out of the window. The Hamilton had dropped out
of Warp at the edge of Sol System only a few moments prior.
"Did the Admiral suggest why we were picked for this War Game, Sir?"
She sighed. Her First Officer was always so analytical in his way of
thinking, "Is it not obvious? Illuminar clearly has some new technology
that the Admiral wants to either try out or boast about. This War Game is
not a moment. Its' the movement. If Illuminar is victorious as is suggested
you can be sure that we start seeing upgrades across the entire fleet."
"So by winning we'd be losing out on the new tech?" Ensign Phillips piped
up with a question. It wasn't unusual and she'd expected the Ensign to have
had more to say than he had up till now.
"Look around, look around, at how lucky we are it be in Starfleet right
now." The commodore said as she span. "New technologies are happening in
Starfleet and we just happen to against the newest ship in the fleet! A
failure doesn't necessarily mean that these new technologies won't be
shared, but it does prove that perhaps that technology and advancement is
not always better than being prepared and experience." she glared at the
staff around the table.
She waited in the silence as noone responded. "Look," she began, "The world
turned upside down. The universe is spinning and they don't know how to
change the direction. Admiral Saleke and his son think they're onto
something with this Aneulean Crystal tech break-through. It's up to us to
take this shot and see if it's worthy. We will have two other ships
alongside Hamilton, the USS Protector and it's Captain, Jason Nesmith and
we'll be joined by a Captain we've worked with previously Captain Louise
Winn. I expect that over the next few hours.." she stopped talking as the
door to the ready room opened and Lieutenant Commander Jeff-erson swanned
into the room smiling. He stopped dead when he saw the seriousness of the
meeting, "What'd I miss?" he asked with a more sterner look as he took a
seat.
"Couldn't turn up on time, Mr. Erson?" she asked critically.
Clearing his throat before answering, "Apologies Commodore, I was on the
Bridge when the news came through about the War Games so I decided to help
the Lieutenant draft a declaration, Then I said, 'I gotta go, I gotta be in
the Captains Ready Room.' Now the work to win begins! So what'd I miss?" he
repeated the last line in a sing-song voice. There was a pause whilst a few
around the table laughed off his non-chalance.
"...over the next few hours I expect that Mr. Erson will lead up an
exploratory committe not only on our opponent Captain Sekal but the ships
that will be joining us in this fight. I want to know every weakness,
exploit and strength before we meet with them. Understood?"
The assembled officers nodded and began standing up, having worked under
the Commodore for so long that they understood this to be a dismissal.
(Reply none, any)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
NRPG: Let's play a game of how many Hamilton quotes we can fit in a War
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1345) Commodore Sherri Willet
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 21:33:55 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Hamilton, Captains Ready Room - Commodore Sherri Willet - 1345)
"I'm not throwing away this shot." she said as she stood up whilst banging
her fist on the table. "We will have Illuminar outgunned, outmanned,
outnumbered and you can bet your asses outplanned." walking away from the
table, she stood and stared out of the window. The Hamilton had dropped out
of Warp at the edge of Sol System only a few moments prior.
"Did the Admiral suggest why we were picked for this War Game, Sir?"
She sighed. Her First Officer was always so analytical in his way of
thinking, "Is it not obvious? Illuminar clearly has some new technology
that the Admiral wants to either try out or boast about. This War Game is
not a moment. Its' the movement. If Illuminar is victorious as is suggested
you can be sure that we start seeing upgrades across the entire fleet."
"So by winning we'd be losing out on the new tech?" Ensign Phillips piped
up with a question. It wasn't unusual and she'd expected the Ensign to have
had more to say than he had up till now.
"Look around, look around, at how lucky we are it be in Starfleet right
now." The commodore said as she span. "New technologies are happening in
Starfleet and we just happen to against the newest ship in the fleet! A
failure doesn't necessarily mean that these new technologies won't be
shared, but it does prove that perhaps that technology and advancement is
not always better than being prepared and experience." she glared at the
staff around the table.
She waited in the silence as noone responded. "Look," she began, "The world
turned upside down. The universe is spinning and they don't know how to
change the direction. Admiral Saleke and his son think they're onto
something with this Aneulean Crystal tech break-through. It's up to us to
take this shot and see if it's worthy. We will have two other ships
alongside Hamilton, the USS Protector and it's Captain, Jason Nesmith and
we'll be joined by a Captain we've worked with previously Captain Louise
Winn. I expect that over the next few hours.." she stopped talking as the
door to the ready room opened and Lieutenant Commander Jeff-erson swanned
into the room smiling. He stopped dead when he saw the seriousness of the
meeting, "What'd I miss?" he asked with a more sterner look as he took a
seat.
"Couldn't turn up on time, Mr. Erson?" she asked critically.
Clearing his throat before answering, "Apologies Commodore, I was on the
Bridge when the news came through about the War Games so I decided to help
the Lieutenant draft a declaration, Then I said, 'I gotta go, I gotta be in
the Captains Ready Room.' Now the work to win begins! So what'd I miss?" he
repeated the last line in a sing-song voice. There was a pause whilst a few
around the table laughed off his non-chalance.
"...over the next few hours I expect that Mr. Erson will lead up an
exploratory committe not only on our opponent Captain Sekal but the ships
that will be joining us in this fight. I want to know every weakness,
exploit and strength before we meet with them. Understood?"
The assembled officers nodded and began standing up, having worked under
the Commodore for so long that they understood this to be a dismissal.
(Reply none, any)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
NRPG: Let's play a game of how many Hamilton quotes we can fit in a War
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1345) Commodore Sherri Willet
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 22:09:03 +0000
NRPG: USS Hamilton is a Discovery Class Long-Range Science vessel. It's
been chosen for this War Game as the flagship of the three and will be
quarterbacking the fight with its advanced array of sensors.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Hamilton, Captains Ready Room - Commodore Sherri Willet - 1345)
"I'm not throwing away this shot." she said as she stood up whilst banging
her fist on the table. "We will have Illuminar outgunned, outmanned,
outnumbered and you can bet your asses outplanned." walking away from the
table, she stood and stared out of the window. The Hamilton had dropped out
of Warp at the edge of Sol System only a few moments prior.
"Did the Admiral suggest why we were picked for this War Game, Sir?"
She sighed. Her First Officer was always so analytical in his way of
thinking, "Is it not obvious? Illuminar clearly has some new technology
that the Admiral wants to either try out or boast about. This War Game is
not a moment. Its' the movement. If Illuminar is victorious as is suggested
you can be sure that we start seeing upgrades across the entire fleet."
"So by winning we'd be losing out on the new tech?" Ensign Phillips piped
up with a question. It wasn't unusual and she'd expected the Ensign to have
had more to say than he had up till now.
"Look around, look around, at how lucky we are it be in Starfleet right
now." The commodore said as she span. "New technologies are happening in
Starfleet and we just happen to against the newest ship in the fleet! A
failure doesn't necessarily mean that these new technologies won't be
shared, but it does prove that perhaps that technology and advancement is
not always better than being prepared and experience." she glared at the
staff around the table.
She waited in the silence as noone responded. "Look," she began, "The world
turned upside down. The universe is spinning and they don't know how to
change the direction. Admiral Saleke and his son think they're onto
something with this Aneulean Crystal tech break-through. It's up to us to
take this shot and see if it's worthy. We will have two other ships
alongside Hamilton, the USS Protector and it's Captain, Jason Nesmith and
we'll be joined by a Captain we've worked with previously Captain Louise
Winn. I expect that over the next few hours.." she stopped talking as the
door to the ready room opened and Lieutenant Commander Jeff-erson swanned
into the room smiling. He stopped dead when he saw the seriousness of the
meeting, "What'd I miss?" he asked with a more sterner look as he took a
seat.
"Couldn't turn up on time, Mr. Erson?" she asked critically.
Clearing his throat before answering, "Apologies Commodore, I was on the
Bridge when the news came through about the War Games so I decided to help
the Lieutenant draft a declaration, Then I said, 'I gotta go, I gotta be in
the Captains Ready Room.' Now the work to win begins! So what'd I miss?" he
repeated the last line in a sing-song voice. There was a pause whilst a few
around the table laughed off his non-chalance.
"...over the next few hours I expect that Mr. Erson will lead up an
exploratory committe not only on our opponent Captain Sekal but the ships
that will be joining us in this fight. I want to know every weakness,
exploit and strength before we meet with them. Understood?"
The assembled officers nodded and began standing up, having worked under
the Commodore for so long that they understood this to be a dismissal.
(Reply none, any)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
NRPG: Let's play a game of how many Hamilton quotes we can fit in a War
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1400)- Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 15:14:17 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14- Security office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee 1400)
The Security Office on deck 14 deals with routine administrative activities associated with security and the armoury. It was also the location of the security monitoring centre which was in the next room. The communication point for ship?s company to contact if they needed information or help. Calls would come through and they would assign the duty security detail to answer that call. Starfleet security and intelligence routine bulletins were often re-routed to the Security Office. Keung felt that he didn?t have the time to read everything most of it was either trivial or involved news that didn?t relate to the Illuminar. In any case only items that were flagged for ?Security Chief?s eyes? only drew Keung?s attention.
Keung was holding a briefing session with his three duty shift officers who had updated him with the progress reports. It was the turn of Crewman Jefferson, who was a weapons specialist in the armoury.
Jefferson began with ?As you know, there are lockable cabinets on every deck containing weapons especially hand phasers.? Said Jefferson. It was ship policy to have accessibility to weapons in case the ship is boarded. ?However, since the refit, we can?t locate where some of the hand weapons are stored particularly as I found out they were not tagged. Also some of the lockers are empty. I?ve Luma about them and she said there are no record of them on the computer database either. The computer warning system would only be aware of the location of a phaser if it malfunctioned and blew up!?
Keung suddenly felt distinctly uncomfortable ?So where are the missing weapons likely to be??
?Well I did hear that some phasers were kept in the most unlikely placed. The rec deck, the gym..? replied Jefferson.
Keung looked at the shift leaders. ?This is a serious matter. We need to find them before we depart Mars. Put together a search party from each of your shifts and co-ordinate with Mr Jefferson please.?
The voice of Captain Sekal came over the ship?s intercom
"This is the Captain. The briefing for the upcoming mission will be held at 0900 tomorrow in Conference Room 1, Deck 1. The attendance of all officers is required."
Keung pressed his commbadge ?Ensign Keung to the Captain. Acknowledged.?
?Well, if there is nothing else, I bring this session to a close. Bring me some positive results Mr Jefferson..ASAP?
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1500) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 00:05:11 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.08
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer PO1 Stephen Hammons,
Security Officer PO3 Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1500)
Keung was impressed with the efficiency of Armoury Officer, PO 3 Carol
Lannis and her assistants in getting the Battle suits as she nicknamed it
ready for roll out. A communique had been sent to Hercules Devers, Stephen
Hammons and T?Mur to report to the Armoury for training in the new armour
suits..
Upon arrival , Keung greeted them wearing what looked like a white bodysuit
with thin metal strips all over the body. They stared at Keung with
curiosity.
T'Mur nodded to the ASC, ?Ensign Lee.?
Devers looked at the Chief, ?New security fashion, Chief??
Hammons walked into the armory whistling. This had been a day to remember.
He'd never had the opportunity before to tweak a Vulcan's nose and had
enjoyed it immensely. ~I wonder if the CO would be a good straight man?
Nah! Probably pushing my luck too far on that one. He has the authority to
send me on a space walk without a suit.~
He was happy to see that the crates for the suits had been opened. ~Which
one is mine? That's all I want to know!~
?I?m wearing the first part of the body armour...an exoskeleton bodysuit.
it's an insulating sensor suit.? explained Keung. He gestured over to the
cabinet which contained the bodysuits hanging on the pegs. ?First thing.
Strip Get changed into those suits.. It is a bit tight to get into it but
it designed to mould around your body.
?Is there one with extra wide shoulders,? Devers asked. ?This looks a bit
too tight,? he said as he struggled getting into the suit.
"Right here are two." Hammons piped up. "I've got wide shoulders and I'm
anxious to get them into one of those suits."
T?Mur reached out and picked a suit of the rack. Swiftly she disrobed and
began to work the body suit over her now nude form. When she finally had
it all in place she looked around at the other?s eyes watching her. She
was a little uncomfortable in the exoskeleton suit. It was extremely tight
and rode up in places she?d rather it didn?t. In true Vulcan fashion she
was not particularly self conscious of the tightness or the way it left
very little to the imagination, but it did rise into very personal spaces
that she had been able to put out of her mind most of the time.
~This is not the time Hammons, you've had plenty of fun at her expense
today. Besides you are a happily married man.~ Steven turned and shucked
out of his uniform quickly then began putting on the bodysuit. The
shoulders were a good fit, his problem lay lower down as his crotch was
getting a little cramped. He started walking a bit gingerly then sped up as
the material stretched to fit him with a little less zeal. Once things had
settled better he could breathe more easily and the pressure had eased. He
let out an explosive breath. "That's better. I may want to have children
someday."
?Very good.? Keung as he looked at the team. ?I want to introduce you to
the Tactical Environment System Suit Mark 2 or TES or as PO Lannis likes to
call it a battle suit?
One of the strong room's doors slid open to reveal the appearance of the 10
black armoured suits each on its own stand had been brought out by the
automatic trolley. It occurred to Keung, he should have provided some
rousing music to mark the appearance of the suits.
Hammons let out a loud whistle. "I'm betting they have the new smell still
on them. I love that aroma. Do we get a Christmas tree freshener to hang in
the helmet?"
?Great, looks like Star Fleet has been reading old Earth science fiction.
What are we? Knights of the round table?? Devers quipped.
T?Mur gave Devers a wry look. She was well versed with old Earth
literature and she could see the connection with the Arthurian legend.
?Indeed,? she replied dryly, ?perhaps we should kneel before the king? But
that would mean that Ensign Lee would have to die by the end of our
mission.?
"Or be deposed. We could lock him in the brig." Steven interposed with a
grin.
?What you see here," said Keung Lee, touching one of the suits ?is a
body-sized chassis of light armour and equipment?. He looked at the
Security officers Infront of him who were wearing exoskeleton bodysuits.
?Your bodysuit sensors are linked to the devices once you wear the suit
fabric.
"Used to measure our vital signs no doubt. A handy gadget." Steven had
already picked his out. While the suits were all of uniform make it stood
to reason they would be form fitting to an extent, adjusting the fit to
align as closely with the internal sensors of the bodysuit as possible.
T?Mur looked at the others. She shrugged and walked around the ?battle
suit.? The design was fascinating, both complex and simple. She reached
out and gently touched the suit. It felt oddly warm. She turned to look
at Lee with a quizzical eyebrow.
?It is designed to be an all-terrain, all-weather suit?at least that is
what I was informed.? Continued Keung. "The suit's fabric is made of a new
alloy, which is flexible and automatically moulds to the body. The material
is also coated with a refractive coating that automatically blends with the
ambient lighting. and is impervious to phaser-fire at low settings. The
suit includes a complete life-support system which can run independently
for eight hours before recharging, and the recycle unit replenishes itself
naturally over 24 hours inside a breathable atmosphere. The suit provides
full protection from gases, vacuum and hard radiation. The fully integrated
helmet has inbuilt 360-degree multi-spectrum HUD visor. There is a powerful
light fitting above the helmet. You can also operate the helmet in voice
command mode. It has a built-in wideband communications. A control device
is installed into the left sleeve of the suit which is linked to your voice
commands. The right sleeve is fixed with a phaser firing device. There
are camouflage holo emitters located around the suit. Anyone looking at you
will see the image projected by the emitters, and in a pinch, can be
modified to project a force field around the area concealed by the hologram
? although, given the rate of energy drain. I wouldn't advise using this
except in the gravest emergencies.?
"Since it only has an eight hour charge the caution makes a lot of sense."
Hammons was leaning against the suit of his choice, why he had picked that
particular one he couldn't have said since they all looked pretty much the
same.
Keung picked up a large utility belt. ?Around the waist fits this
multifunctional utility belt which can contain?all sorts of goodies.?
Smiled Keung. ?However this suit was not built for flight nor can you
skydive in an atmosphere otherwise you drop like a stone and you would make
a nasty mess on the ground.. You can pretend to be Ironman or even Superman
but I wouldn?t want to be facing phasers at high settings!!?
Keung paused for a second as he made reference to a 20th century cinematic
and superheroes that was popular in his time now immortalised in a popular
museum on Earth. Certainly recognised by humans.
"No super hero stunts, check but I like the utility belt. Any Batarangs in
it?"
?Definitely old Earth fiction,? Devers said.
"Those comic books are still around but I won't make enough in my lifetime
to buy one unless I open a latinum mine." Hammons interjected.
?I don?t understand ,? T?Mur interjected, ?why would someone pretend to be
a man of iron??
Hammons looked at her. "Because he's not only a superhero but super cool.
Gold and red armor, flies and shoots repulsor beams out of his palms and
best of all his day job is as a rich playboy. Every man's dream vocation."
?Next time you are Earth Ms. T?Mur, we can go to the museum devoted to 20th
century fiction, something called Superheros. Persons with amazing
abilities that tried to save the day. Others were aliens, or what 20th
century Earth thought were aliens, with extraordinary powers. All told, a
literary plot device about the battle of good and evil.?
?Intriguing,? T?Mur admitted. ?So people who were from different planets,
or had ?amazing abilities were considered heroic characters. I would be
interested in looking at that.?
"Not all of them. There were some nasties which is why the heroes were
counted on to save the day. And Earth was almost always the battle ground.
So about using the suits?" Steven looked at Keung. "I've already named mine
by the way. The Dark Knight. DC not Marvel but you can't have everything
and Bats is also cool."
O?Riley coughed loudly, as much as he enjoyed a good conversation, they
only had a set amount of time for these training exercises and he didn?t
want to get behind.
?Okay down to business.? Said Keung, looking serious, ?We are going to find
ourselves in a difficult hostile environment and we will have to use our
skills to deal with it. Our task is to..er..simply..to rescue four
Federation scientists who have crashed landed on a planet and are held
captive by Gorn. However we will have to work as a team to deal with
obstacles on our way to rescuing the captives and we have two hours to
complete the whole scenario. ?We? you may well ask. ?Who is we? Well I
am joining you as an ordinary team bod and will take direction from the
head poncho?
T?Mur had seen people wearing ponchos during a rainstorm at the academy.
She did not realize they had them only for heads, or that they could give
directions. Were ponchos alive? She had never thought of that.
"Crash the castle, save the scientists and stroll away with them. Sounds
too easy if you ask me. I'll bet you have other surprises up your sleeve
but one obstacle at a time." Steven was anxious to get to the good part,
playing out his Dark Knight persona.
A slight chuckle came from O?Riley as he moved around the group activating
several of the suits.
Keung turned to T?Mur. ?Ensign T?Mur. It?s your lucky day. You're off the
subs bench and you're gonna take the penalty! You are the team leader.
Nothing like putting a newbie into the deep end.?
?Indeed,? T?Mur held her surprise in check, ?I appreciate your confidence,
Ensign Lee. I did not realize that there was a deeper end of your
scenario. However, I will endeavor to live up to your expectations.
However I did not realize I was on a bench, nor that a leadership position
was a penalty.?
Steven snickered, she really was the PERFECT straight man.
?As for weapons. Apart from the phaser device on your suit..you can have
one additional weapon? said Keung who pointed to the weapons cabinet.
?Crewman Harris will sign you out the weapon of your choice including the
following A small axe, survivor knife and four grenades each?
?Then perhaps our first course of action should be to gear up,? T?Mur
stated, taking command.
?Then draw your weapons from the quartermaster.?
T'Mur went over to the battle suits and selected the one that seemed
closest to her size. The tight undersuit was useful in the exoskeleton to
slide on. There was a slight hum as the sensors on the body suit synched
with the sensors in the body armour. She then started to move around the
room, testing the maneuverability of the suit, twisting and stretching.
Hammons slid the Dark Knight out and it settled to the deck with barely a
thump. The suit then opened enough for him to slide in. Once he was in it
closed around him and fitted itself to his form. He had been right, the
fresh smell was exhilarating. "They ought to make an interface in the back
to put a fusion core into. It would help with the power shortage." He then
began singing barely above a whisper. "Crawl out through the fallout baby
when they drop that bomb. Crawl out through the fallout with the greatest
of aplomb?."
?It is not completely uncomfortable,? T'Mur said.
She then grabbed a helmet and put it over her head. She wished almost
immediately that she had tied up her long hair beforehand. She would have
to live with it hanging out the back. With a tap, the HUD came on, and she
looked at the others.
The display immediately gave the position and distance of each member of
the team. It also began to read out metabolic rates, heart rate and
breathing. ?You will all be gratified to know that the HUD tells me that
you are all still alive.?
Steven settled his helmet and it automatically sealed to the suit with the
whisper of pressurization.
"Thanks, good to hear. If my vital signs drop off I'll probably be the last
one to know."
The HUD activated with the vital signs of the others in green. A readout to
the right gave atmospheric pressure, oxygen content, atmosphere gas mixture
and fortunately the one that showed 'Rad' was zeroed out. ~I'm betting that
is for radiation. Red vital signs and rads are bad. ~ "All hale and hearty,
the zombie apocalypse will have to wait for another day."
T?Mur was well aware of the human notion of reanimated corpses attacking
the living in search of some unknown quality. Andrea used to say it was
brains, but T?Mur had surmised that if the dead did ?come back to life?
they would most likely be looking for either life force, or katra: a soul.
That made the most logical sense. Still, to her knowledge, there has never
been a true source of this fantasy. She thought about making a comment but
thought best not to as she was the commander of this mission.
Keung selected aTR-116 rifle and helped himself to the axe, the knife and
grenades, a combination of flash bangs, smoke and explosives. These he
attached to the holders on his utility belt.
Devers looked at the items, slowly adding them to his ?utility belt?. He
placed his baton in easy reach while securing the other items in their
spot. Moving away from the others, he tried to get a feel for the axe,
testing the balance.
T?Mur was next. She looked at the ax, not seeing the defensive uses of
such a weapon. In zero gravity it would have very little effect, but on a
planetary mission it could be useful to break into things. What she did
appreciate were the grenades. She wondered if she could pass on the ax to
get more grenades, but decided that they were given the parameters of the
mission equipment already, and she did not want to disturb Ensign Lee?s
mission design.
Hammons hopped to the quartermaster or rather thumped. Bladed weapons were
already available in the survival knife and axe and you could use those to
fabricate more intricate ones if you chose. In addition the suit came
pre-packaged with an energy weapon.
For his choice he selected a simple staff made of an extremely strong alloy
that was retractable. He immediately pressed the stud that shortened it to
six inches. The grenades went into the utility belt. The knife and axe into
sheaths at his waist but the shortened staff wasn't a perfect fit. He
finally found a spot on the belt he could slide it into which then closed
around it. He tested removing it and returning it several times to assure
himself he wouldn't lose it.
Having stepped back from the group, O?Riley began taking notes on which
weapons the group had selected to go alongside their phaser and suit. An
interesting selection of choices to be sure.
?Now I am going to hand over the rest of the briefing to your Weapons
instructor O?Riley.
?Ho righty here, Starfleet.? O?Riley, once a marine with the 5th Marine
corps out of Earth, was a large, well muscled and chiseled man. However his
voice came across, very soft and unassuming however loud he tried to make
it. ?This is a pretty straightforward exercise, you?ve no doubt been
through these scenarios before. The difficulty here is getting a grip on
the suits and learning the best way of using them. Anyone here operated a
remote drone vehicle before??
"For remote surveillance a couple of times." Hammons said. "Can I assume we
have the capability of operating one from the HUD?"
?HEH, You would if we had them activated. Controlling a RDV whilst
controlling the suit is a higher level of certification than I?m putting
you through today. The HUD you?re using to control the multiple sensors and
weapons that come alongside the suit is similar to the ones you may have
used when operating an RDV.?
?So it is much like the neural interface with a fighter,? T?Mur stated.
?If you think it, it will happen??
?Got it in one. Anymore questions?? O?Riley grinned at them all.
(Reply: None)
(Posted by John Tsang (Keung Lee)
Al Muir (T'Mur)
Tim Bushnell (Devers)
Jono Bradley (O'Reily)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1507) Captain Louise Winn
From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey)
Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 12:41:50 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Sisko -- Bridge -- Captain Louise Winn -- 1507)
Captain Louise Winn sat in her seat of the USS Sisko. They were
approaching earth. Her crew and she had spent the last couple of years
patrolling BadLands. Several ships had entered the badlands to research
the phenomena. Every approach back to Earth was ceremonial to her.
Being back was not something Sisko does often. This time would be different.
?Captain, you have an incoming message from Earth.? communications
officer, Lt. Leal, informed her.
?I will take it in my ready room.? Louise stood and glided to the small
room on the side of the bridge. She looked at her comm screen and had the
computer open the communications.
?Ahhh Louise, you are looking more beautiful than ever. You have new
orders.?
Looking at the separate message. ?Are You kidding me? No. Absolutely
not. I will not do this to my crew. We have been away from home for two
years.?
?Your crew is professional. They will wait a few more days. We need you.
You are the best. And it is an order.? He told her.
?Now just one minute, Admiral Winn.? Winn started.
?No worries, I will be waiting for you, Love..? He stared at his wife and
ended the transmission.
Louise marched into the Bridge, ?Senior Officers, let's huddle? It was
easy since they were all on the bridge. ?We have been volun-told that we
will be participating in wargames. Looking like our return to Earth will
have to wait.?
Lt. Leal spoke up ?Looks like we will have an advantage. Our little
Defiant-class ship can outmaneuver anything Starfleet has to offer. It
also doesn?t hurt to have a cloak.?
?I like the way you think, Lieutenant,? Louise commented. ?Everyone get
with your departments. They need to be prepared.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1530) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 00:05:21 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.08
(USS Illuminar, Deck 4, Holodeck 2 - Assistant Chief of Security Keung
Lee, Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons,
Security Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1530)
The team went into the holosuite, a large room with a grid of yellow
squares located around the room.
?Computer.? Said Keung ?Activate Keung AES Environment 1. Instructor O
Riley will be present in the scenario as an observer. Computer, please
monitor the team at all times. Begin.?
=^=Monitoring online.=^= the computer responded in a silky female voice.
"That wasn't Luma unless she has a split personality. Keep this one on the
down low, she might get jealous." Hammons was moving around in the suit as
he got the feel of it. There was no doubt a strength assist but nothing
that approached a BDU. He had never worn one but had heard stories from old
timers who had and to a man they loved the suits.
=^=Prepare yourselves, situation is initialising, Ensign T?Mur you have the
lead.=^= O?Riley said through the comm. unit. He stood outside of the
holosuite, standing at the monitoring station. He activated the simulation
on Keung?s order of ?Begin.??
?Acknowledged,? T?Mur replied. With a thought her weapons came on-line
with hum.
The holodeck was instantly transformed into a semi-dark landscape of a
forest. The trees seemed, a thousand feet tall: verdant, primeval, silent.
Their gnarly trunks, draped with a lush, shaggy carpet of green-brown vines
over knotted bark, rose as erect as temple pillars, some of them as thin as
a limb, and others as thick as houses. The rain was torrential making the
ground wet, muddy and slippery. There were a number of lightning strikes.
?Initiate enemy 1? said Keung
O?Riley smiled. He?d worked with several ?chiefs? in his time as trainers,
there were ones who liked to stay in control and those who?d prefer to hand
over complete control of the session to the trainer. Keung seemed like the
control type. He gave it an extra second to remind the Ensign that he had
zero control inside the simulation and then tapped a few buttons to
initiate the first enemy.
Within the forest several armed Gorns appeared as shadowy figures.
=^=HO HEY. Here we go folks. Time to play. 5 minutes and counting.=^=
O?Riley said through the comm.
Hammons slipped behind cover while awaiting orders. He was seeing some
prompts on his HUD. The Gorn were outlined in red and as known enemies of
the Federation he made the assumption it was indicating an enemy species.
There was going to be a number of things about the suits to learn and he
knew they were all keyed to the HUD so he used a marine trick the old
timers had told him about, tonguing a flashing symbol on the visor.
Telemetry immediately appeared showing distance to the targets. The suit
also began scanning their weapons and read a disruptor type pistol for
three and a rifle for the other. These weapons showed up with a flashing
outline.
"Three with disruptor pistols, one with a rifle." He muttered into the
comm. "No readings of photon grenades which they are known to carry. More
life forms beyond, inconclusive scan at present. Tactical threat level 5."
T?Mur frowned, ?Silence,? she whispered harshly. Then with a thought
through her helmet she sent the text message to all of the team. ::We are
on radio silence.:: She did not feel it necessary to say any more.
Devers waited for T?Mur?s orders, sizing up the approaching force. Keung
who was at the rear of the group unsafed his rifle waiting for orders from
T?Mur.
The Shadowy Gorn could now be seen moving through the forest towards
them. Suddenly two Gorn appeared. Keung stood fascinated by their
appearance as he had never seen them live before. He read about them in
the species database which was why he had requested their inclusion in the
incident program. They were reptilian species green with rubbery skin and
two metres tall. But something else rustled in the undergrowth and two
Velociraptors bounded into the area with long chains held by another two
Gorn! Their owners let go of the chains allowing the various animals to be
free. Around the necks of the Velociraptor was a sort of collar device.
Keung could just identify that one of the Gorn was holding some sort of
device..a remote control? The Velcoriaptors snarled and started moving
slowly towards the group.
Watching intently as the group began preparing themselves for the initial
attack by the Gorn raiding party, would Ensign T?Mur step up to the
leadership challenge? Would Ensign Lee be unable to release control and
take over? Would one of the Petty Officers dive in and which one of them
would take a hit first? All intriguing questions that O?Riley had on his
mind, but at the fore of it all was monitoring the signals from the suits.
He could see the HUD of each ?player.? This helped him see whether they
were using the suits as efficiently as possible and if not, whether they
got better at doing so throughout the day.
The problem with the Gorn, T?Mur had surmised, was that they were often
underestimated. As they were of Reptilian descent it was often assumed
that they did not have the intelligence to launch an effective and well
thought out attack. That was the secret of their success. Not only were
they an intelligent species, who had developed a form of interstellar
travel that rivalled warp drive, but they were also excellent hunters who
were capable of developing elaborate traps. So the Vulcan was quick to
take action. She needed to see what she could discover of their plan.
Devers mutters under his breath, ?You did it. You crazy son of a bitch,
you did it.?
O?Riley sniggered in the outer room. His favourite film was Jurassic Park
and he was happy to see one of the players quote the film once they saw the
ancient Dinosaur-style creatures.
T?Mur shook her head and gave Devers a quick look. She had asked for
silence. If he could not follow her orders she would have to do something
about that. She continued to watch as the bipedal dinosaur like creatures
moved through the forest. They had a large snout with sizable nostrils so
undoubtedly had a keen sense of smell. They would not have much time to
continue hiding.
The staff and bladed weapons wouldn't do much good against a raptor and
their position had been made. Hammons was all business from the time the
simulation had started. He pulled a grenade from the utility belt. The
enemy was currently at sixty meters, far enough away their group would not
be affected by more than a shower of dust and guts.
Keung unstrapped his TR-116 rifle which was hanging from his back, unsafe
the weapon and held it against his helmet. ?Target display? His hub
displayed a cross target ?Neat? thought Keung and experimented by moving
the rifle from left to right, the cross target followed in his Hud to where
he was pointing the rifle. The scope on the rifle beamed out a visible red
dot laser and rested on the head of the nearest Raptor.. His finger on the
trigger ready for the order from T?Mur.
Devers activated the HUD, and had it display the position of friendlies.
Moving to the left and parallel to Hammons, he crouched low. They would
need some major firepower to take out those Gorn and the lizards. Too much
noise and they risked the Hostages. While he might take a Gorn out in hand
to baton combat, those Raptors were not going to play by Marquess of
Queensberry rules. So they were going to have to risk a bit of noise.
Radio silence was impacting the effectiveness of the team, he?d have to
mention that in the after action report. Not having hand signals worked
out or even knowing if everyone was on the same page.
He pulled a grenade and made sure his baton was at hand. And waited.
As she looked at the group she could sense their anxiety, and impatience.
She also knew human behavior. They would want to follow the divide and
conquer route. But they would underestimate the strength of their enemies,
and the speed of those creatures they seemed to control? Control? Hmmm?.
An theory began to develop. They would have to work in pairs, and it was a
dangerous thought, but it was a good chance to reduce the numbers of the
enemies.
She looked down at her wrist and noted that there was an access to a
keypad. She began to type in a message to the group.
?We need to target the collars of those creatures,? she sent. ?If they can
no longer control the beasts they may well turn on their masters.?
She looked to see if the others understood. She pointed to Devers, who was
closest to her. They would work together. Then she indicated that Keung
and Hammons work together.
They were going to have to move quickly for this to work, but it does
require them to ignore the first pair of Gorn for a moment. Those larger
creatures were the priority at this moment. With a circle motion of her
hand and a point she ordered them to move.
Keung started to slowly move with his rifle against his shoulder, the red
dot shone from his targeting scope lighting up the collar of one of the
raptors. He was aware that Hammons was beside him. From what he knew of
these creatures, they were fast.
T?Mur moved to the left expecting Devers to follow, She was trying to get
around the opening that the Gorn were bringing their pets to. Then one of
the creatures stopped. It lifted its snout to the sky and sniffed the
air. It let out a cry and pulled on it?s chain. The Gorn holding the
chain took a grip of the controller. It must have been made of a sturdy
material.
T?Mur motion for Devers to attack the Gorn while she went after the control
collar on the creature.
Devers nodded, his Baton out and ready. Centering himself, he waited till
the Gorn was looking the other way, and rushed in.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ml4wAnvfM4M
The Gorn turned back just in time to see Devers land a solid blow with the
baton to the creatures midsection. He followed that up with a jumping push
kick to the Gorn?s chin. This caused the creature to fall backwards,
dropping the control box in the process.
The Gorn layed on the ground, flailing away from the control box. Devers
pressed his advantage, stepping up and delivering another devastating blow
to the side of the creature's head.
The raptor started to pull harder on the chain, straining to break free.
With Devers in motion T?Mur stepped out from her position and rolled under
the belly of the raptor. She pulled a grenade off her belt and launched it
at the collar around its neck. She had been told they were flash/bang
grenades so she did not expect it to damage the animal, but to disrupt the
collar. The result was a little more impressive than she had anticipated.
Not only did the collar fizzle and crackle, it exploded off the
creature. The chain dropped and the beast reared its head in rage turning
its gaze on T?Mur.
Devers heard the explosion of a grenade. Turing to see the results, he
caught the end of the collar. Free from the control box, it had endless
targets and it was looking at T?Mur.
Devers started shouting at it. ?Hey, you. Ugly. Come over here!?
The creature whipped it?s head to look at Devers, then back to T?Mur.
With a smooth motion, Devers threw the axe at the creature, hitting it on
the side. This insult annoyed the Raptor, who turned its attention to
Devers, ready to pounce.
The distraction was all T?Mur needed. She drew her knife and dove back
under the raptor. She drove the knife into the belly of the beast, feeling
the warm blood pour over her hand. As she withdrew her knife hand she
thrust the other hand inside the raptor, with two more of the grenades.
Then she threw herself back.
Razor sharp teeth snapped at her face as she backed up until the rumbling
explosions, muffled from inside the raptor sounded. Its thorax expanded.
It reared up to strike out in anger.
And Devers ended up with a face full of Raptor guts as the grenades did
their work.
Hammons pushed his way through the undergrowth on his side and began
working his way around to flank the raptor. In this instance he knew his
partner had a long distance weapon but the raptors moved their head and
neck about lowered as they walked so that the obvious interface link on the
collar was hidden. He needed to get close, get the beasts attention and
make it stationary. He had a sudden idea and spotted a tree that was narrow
enough to climb up and with an overhang to get him above their approach.
He shinnied up the tree and took his position on the overhanging limb as
thick as his suited arm in time to pull out the staff and extend it then
dropped onto the back of the nearest raptor. It jerked up short with a
clicking, deep throated cry as it raised its head and turned its neck to
try to snatch him from its back. He whipped the staff around its neck and
grabbed it with his other hand then reared back.
The raptors teeth came up short as its neck was pulled back completely
exposing the collar for a shot. ~Just don't hit me chief and we're good. I
don't know what one of those bullets will do to this suit.~
?Will you stop tickling the Raptor.? said Keung as he attempted to aim for
a better shot at the raptor but there was too much movement and he risked
hitting Hammons if the creature turned. Then as Hammond pulled back the
head of the creature, he had a clear view of the exposed neck and most
importantly of all, the collar. It's now or never, thought Keung as he
quickly set to single shot as the laser red spot rested on the collar and
he slowly pulled the trigger. He felt the recoil of the rifle as it fired
and at the same time, set the rifle to rapid fire before pulling the
trigger again.
The first bullet struck the collar of the raptor blowing a bloody hole in
the neck and most of the lower jaw. Blood and gore splattered over
Hammon?s head. The rest of high velocity bullets impacted upon the chest
area creating a melon size hole shattering the internal organs, blood and
gore flew from the body. The wounded animal with Hammons still hanging on
fell to the ground and Hammons quickly rolled away as Keung approached and
fired a series of rapid shots at close range which ripped apart the body of
skin, bones, and gore. Much of it covered Keung and Hammons.
?Oorah? yelled Keung ?Back of the net!? He quickly glanced at Hammons ?I
hate to see your laundry bill?
"It's on StarFleet." Hammons quipped as he finished the roll then came to
his feet and darted into the trees as he activated the holographic field
which made him appear one with the foliage then began pushing his way
through to flank the Gorn. His staff was retracted and in his belt. The
suits were easier to move around in than he had expected, the sensors
attached to the body were reading the nerve impulses to his muscles and
transmitting them to the suit.
The killing of the raptors had an effect on the Gorn who appeared in full
view of the team, armed with lowered phaser rifles had stopped. staring at
the devastated bodies. and hesitated. Maybe, they got discouraged and
perhaps they are going to surrender, thought Keung.
The Gorn collectively opened their mouths and roared. Keung couldn?t hear
anything in his enclosed helmet but obviously could see their sharp teeth,
then in one motion began to raised their weapons
?Seems like they get upset over the loss of their pets.? smirked Keung, as
he raised his rifle.
T?Mur and Devers were on the other side of the clearing when they began
their? battle cry? The Vulcan watched as they raised their weapons. She
saw Keung raise his rifle. This was supposed to be a test of the battle
suit. She saw what the rifle had done to the raptor. She wanted to know
how they would fare with the weapons on their suits.
=^= Attention team. Battle suit weapons only.=^=
O?Riley nodded and took note, he appreciated the Vulcans orders. They were
here to be certified on the suits, not the rifles.
With that she powered up the phasers in her suit and raised her arm. With
a single thought the phaser fired at 70% strength at the first Gorn. He
staggered slightly but stayed on his feet, but clearly not a solid footing.
Keung shrugged, put the safety on his rifle, raised his arm and directed
his phaser at the first Gorn, thinking of max power and vaporised the Gorn!
12 Gorn now surrounded the team, snarling and making threatening gestures.
Keung adapted a boxing stance with this left hand holding the elbow of his
phaser arm which was outstretched. The position held his phaser arm steady
as he mentally put the settings to kill. He wondered if he should initiate
the camouflage holo emitters. Would T?Mur remember about that feature of
the battlesuit? . He was actually sweating despite the cooling flow
system inside his helmet..
Hammons stepped out of the dense treeline behind the original Gorn and
opened fire taking two of them down in quick succession before the third
turned toward him. That one took his next blast to the face and gave a
screaming hiss before falling.
The fourth had its sights on him before he could fire so he threw himself
to the side which launched him a good ten feet! The Gorn missed with its
shot but was tracking around to put him in its sights again as he swung his
arm around.
~This one is going to be too close.~ His forcefield activated just as it
fired.
T?Mur was occupied with her own assailants but noted the Gorn taking aim at
Hammons. She bumped the power level of her phasers up to 80% and fired.
The Gorn arched it?s back as it fired and fell to the ground. The blast
went over Hammons head and exploded into a tree.
She returned her attention to her own conflict and ducked under a blade
strike from one of her assailants. She came up behind the slower moving
reptiloid and locked her arm under his and around the back of its
incredibly thick neck, applying as much pressure as she could. Then she
struck a vicious sidekick to what should have been its knee. There was a
cry of pain as it dropped to that knee. She whirled around, released the
arm and stepped behind the Gorn, her arms around its head. Using all of
her strength she pushed and pulled until there was a loud snap. The Gorn
dropped like a rock, just as its partner struck a blow to T?Mur?s back
sending her sprawling to the ground.
As the Gorn fell and its disruptor blast went astray Hammons turned in the
direction of the others to see T'Mur take out one of her attackers hand to
hand which was an impressive feat but she took a blow from another Gorn
that sent her to the ground. That cleared her from his line of fire so he
set his fisted right hand in its direction and targeted it as he let loose
with a full power blast.
The Gorn was outlined for an instant in a halo of blue light before
vanishing.
T?Mur brought herself back to her feet knowing that she would have a bruise
on her back in the morning. Her mind processed what had happened and noted
that full powered phasers would totally disrupt a Gorns molecular
cohesion. She turned her attention to the others to see how they were
faring.
Devers activated the holo emitters on his suit, and moved carefully to
outside the ring of Gorn. While the rest of the team faced them from the
front, Devers had wide open shots from the rear. He was impressed how
quickly Hammons and Lee were dispatching the foe. Crouching down, he aimed
his phaser hand at a Gorn and fired. He was rewarded with the creature
going down. A second Gorn was dropped equally efficiently before a third
came rushing towards his location.
Moving to his right, he waited for the Gorn to get close.
Keung stayed where he was and activated holo emitters on his suit. Still
with his phaser arm outstretched, he turned in a 360 degree circle firing
directly at the Gorn surrounding the group, making sure that he didn?t hit
T?Mur, Devers and Hammons. Three Gorn ran towards Keung?s position who
thought that the Gorn were going to using that space to their tactical
advantage of getting behind the officers. Instead, the Gorn were hit at
point blank range and fell to the ground.
T?Mur scanned the area to find it clear of all other Gorn, ?Stand down,?
she ordered, ?the area is secure.?
Upon watching the fight finishing, O?Riley stepped forward and tapped the
intercom button, ?HEH. Some solid work there. Everyone OK, any issues to
report??
?The equipment functions within acceptable parameters,? T?Mur reported.
?We may have to discuss protocol and compliance to orders later.
Otherwise the team performed quite well.?
Hammons shrugged as he walked up. "I like the suits, easier to move around
in than expected and they are just as easy to control. No complaints from
me so far but its early yet. We still have a group of scientists pining
away in a tower and awaiting rescue."
?Well that was enjoyable to watch,? O?Riley said with a grin. ?You?re not
finished yet though team.? and he tapped a few buttons and the scene around
the adventurers changed dramatically.
(Reply: None)
(Posted by John Tsang (Keung Lee)
Al Muir (T'Mur)
Tim Bushnell (Devers)
Jono Bradley (O'Reily)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1550) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 00:05:43 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.08
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security
Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley - 1550)
The program changed to find the team on the edge of the forest. They are
hidden by the trees and they could see a wide fast flowing river. A
wooden bridge spans over the river to the other side to a large rocky
outcrop. On the bank is the remains of a Federation shuttle with about
six Gorn mingling around the wreckage. Two of the Gorn make their way over
to the bridge and stand guard.
Beyond the rocky outcrop is a small camp consisting of four single storey
buildings which is protected by a perimeter fence. One of the buildings is
a communication centre identified by antenna and satellite dish and the
four prisoners are held in one of the buildings. There are four towers with
installed laser batteries. Your primary mission is to rescue the prisoners
and bring them back to the extraction point which is right here. There is
a secondary mission and that is to destroy the communication centre.
"HEH,? O?Riley said. ?There are extra resources out there, feel free to use
anything you come across.?
T?Mur raised an eyebrow. ?Indeed.? Then she looked the scenario over from
their location. ?It appears that our best path to the captives is across
that bridge. Getting across that undetected, and disabling the two guards
would be our first priority. Then deriving which of the buildings hold
those captives.?
She scanned the area with no results. ?Clearly they have dampening devices
in place that keep us from predetermining which building to focus our
attention on. Suggestions?? A good leader always listened to those they
commanded.
?Note the change in time also,? O?Riley said. ?The sun is leaving the sky.?
he hinted as the simulation gradually got dimmer and darker than it had
been when the team were fighting Gorn. He also tapped a button and all of
the suits would now be showing less power than they had previously, he kept
quiet on why but he knew the Starfleet officers would figure out that their
walk through the forest to get to this point would have taken some power.
Hammons frowned as his suit showed a sudden drop in energy reserves. It
made sense in the context of the scenario but would make managing their
remaining power a priority. Anything they could do to save on power would
work toward their eventual success.
"We should wait until it's fully dark. The Gorn will slow down as the
temperature drops, not that they're fast to begin with and their eyesight
isn't any better than ours. But we can use low light optics and sensors to
navigate. The darkness will help to hide our movements." Hammons was
squatted on his haunches as he surveyed the site.
It was a good suggestion. With their diminished power supply use of the
holo-emitters was not recommended unless absolutely necessary. It may
become absolutely necessary later. However, even in the dark, getting
across that bridge undetected was going to be a challenge. The fact that
the bridge was made of wood might mean that their footsteps could still be
heard.
?Agreed,? T?Mur said. ?We will need to step lightly across that bridge. I
suggest I go with Ensign Lee first. We are the lightest and least likely
to draw attention to the sentries. Once across you will follow,? she
indicated to Hammons and Devers. ?Absolutely no weapons firing. Melee
weapons only. We cannot afford to be detected. It means hand to hand
combat with Gorn, but I believe the suits will give us sufficiently
increased strength.?
Keung listened with interest to T?Mur?s strategies as he instinctively
patted his winkler combat axe and 7? knife attached to his utility belt.
He wondered how he and T?Mur being the lightest are less likely to attract
the sentries as they walk across the bridge. Using the holo-emitters would
reduce the power levels badly needed especially as power would be needed
for later on.
Lightning suddenly streaked across the sky. Drops of rain began to sprash
on Keung?s helmet hub. At that moment, there was a heavy downpour of
torrential rain.
Hammons nodded inside his helmet. The arrangement made sense. If the
sentries detected them he would have to forego use of the staff as the
knife or axe would make for quieter work. At least on this side of the
bridge, once they got across it would most likely be a free-for-all.
"Agreed."
The rain was unexpected and might cause a footing problem, but as for
crossing the bridge it should not affect her plan. She sat with her back
against a tree and closed her eyes as she tried to visualize what to do
after getting over the bridge. She took a moment to ponder upon her
assessment after this training will go. Then realizing that didn?t matter
she noted that darkness had fallen. She turned on the night-vision on her
HUD display and headed to the bridge, motioning Lee to come along.
In the night-vision the water looked completely black, devoid of all
light. It spanned over twenty meters. Fortunately it was completely dark
and the sentries will not be able to see them until they are upon them
already. Treading softly, what little sound they made was muffled by the
rain. They were more than two-thirds across the bridge when a sudden flash
of lightning struck, lighting up the bridge.
T?Mur could see one of the Gorn reach for what looked like a communicator
device. Without waiting she launched herself across the rest of the bridge
hitting the Gorn with all of her weight.
The down side to her strategy was that being one of the lightest of the
group meant that her impact on her prey was less than as effective as she
would have liked. The Gorn shrugged her off and lifted the communicator.
She drew her knife, took a moment to aim and threw it. It went through the
Gorn?s hand causing it to drop the communicator. But now she was
weaponless, in the face of a much stronger opponent, trying not to draw
attention from the encampment.
As the wind picked up and the rain continued to lash, O?Riley couldn?t help
but shiver. The sort of weather the team was experiencing was outside of
what he?d call comfortable. He was impressed with the quickness of movement
that T?Mur had shown, she?d stopped an almost immediate ?call for backup?
from the Gorn guard by tackling him, however the element of surprise had
now disappeared and he wondered what her next move would be. Checking his
read-out he noticed that they were coming up on the time that the patrol
drones would make a sweep of the Bridge, they?d either need to be all over
it within the next 30 seconds and hidden or think fast on their feet to
dispose of the flying unmanned vehicles.
Whilst T?Mur was occupied with bringing the Gorn down, Keung turned to the
second Gorn and instantly drew his knife. Keung ducked, just as the Gorn
lunged forward, grabbing him by the throat. He caught the Gorn's wrist.
The Gorn snap-kicked Keung in the knee, and even through the battlesuit, he
felt his feet drop out from under him. As he tumbled, the Gorn kneed him
again in the jaw, knocking his head back. Keung landed hard, and instantly
rolled aside, just as the Gorn ows blade crashed against the ground,
missing him by mere centimeters. Keung quickly grabbed his own blade and
parried its blow. Rolled over, stood up catching the Gorn?s wrist and
pulled back and threw the alien onto its back. Keung, in one move, drove
his blade through the Gorn?s left eye and into its brain.
As the Gorn turned on T?Mur she lashed out at its knee, as she had done
before. But this time she was laying on the wet ground and not on solid
footing. Instead of the desired drop she was looking for, the ground gave
and pushed the Vulcan away from her assailant. She rolled backwards and
found her feet again. The Gorn reached out, with speed that belied its slow
demeanor.
Fortunately the lithe Vulcan was more than a match and easily ducked under
the reach, came behind the Gorn. This time her strike to the back of the
leg was more effective. She reached down and pulled the knife out of the
Gorn?s hand, causing another shriek. With an upward thrust she drove the
knife through the soft under jaw flesh, and into its head. The Gorn paused
for a three count, then toppled to the ground like a tree.
T?Mur looked over to see that Lee had just as deftly dispatched his
target. Looking over the bridge she noted that the others were crossing to
join them.
Hammons was cursing under his breath at missing the scrap ahead as he made
his way over the bridge as lightly as he could and with as much quickness
as he could muster.
As they neared the far edge of it the HUD began flashing a warning of
incoming unmanned fliers. He took the last step off and hot-footed it to
cover as they neared the bridge.
The readout showed UAV's nearly a meter in diameter and although they
wouldn't be heavily armed it was possible two of the protrusions on the
leading edge could be anti-personnel disruptors. If so they had made it
over with not a moment to spare.
They might have detected some movement initially as they stopped near this
side of the bridge and tracked back and forth for a tense moment, their
weapon arrays showing their line of sight.
Hammons had ducked behind a large rock that should shield him from visual,
infrared and energy scans? as long as they didn't come too close. He
dropped power levels to minimal in an attempt to avoid attracting attention
and stayed very still. The suit itself would minimize any heat signature
from his body. With luck whoever was controlling the UAV's would chalk it
up to a glitch or sensor anomaly and move on.
Devers was used to being the first in, but the strategy was sound, so here
he was tail end charlie. He missed the fight, but was impressed watching
T?Mur and Lee dispatch the two Gorn that were guarding the shuttle.
He crouched by the bridge as Hammons made his way across, his eyes sweeping
the skyline for movement. His HUD indicated incoming. Moving to reduce
his profile, he activated the holo emitters to help camouflage into the
background. And he waited.
T?Mur had noticed the reaction of the team before she noted the sensor
reading on her HUD. Without a thought she dropped to the ground and pulled
the dead Gorn over her. They had no idea if a Gorn sensor would pick up
any energy signatures off their suits, but if it was just a cursory sweep
it would only read the cold, dead flesh.
There was a buzz as the drones flew overhead. She could almost feel the
sensor sweep on her skin, but knew that it was just her imagination. Then
there was a buzz as the drones moved off. T?Mur rolled the dead Gorn off
her and stood up, carefully scanning the area. The only movement noted
outside of the perimeter of the fence were the four remaining Gorns at the
crash site of the Federation ship. There were still no readings from inside
the fence. Clearly the Gorn dampening field was fully functional. There was
no real way to tell how many were in there, or which of the four buildings
were holding the prisoners.
She moved slowly over to the bridge and nodded to Hammons and Lee. ?We will
need to be able to get through that fence eventually, but our next priority
would be to neutralize the four Gorn at the crash site. They may have a key
to our entry, and we need to assure that they did not get any confidential
information off that wreckage."
Hammons was game. The optics showed the Gorn had split up with two poking
around inside while the rest were scanning the exterior. There really
wasn't room for all four of them to be searching the interior anyway. As
big and slow as they are they were sure to get in each other's way.
"I'd suggest taking the two outside quietly then we can crash the other's
party. I'll take the one on the left."
T?Mur nodded, then she turned to Lee. ?Ensign Lee, you?re with Hammons.?
She turned to Devers, ?You?re with me Mr. Devers.?
Devers nodded in acknowledgement, his baton in one hand, ready for action.
They split up into their teams and went round the area in two different
directions. As they made their way to through the trees and underbrush
something reached up and grabbed at T?Mur?s right foot bringing her
tumbling to the ground. She powered her wrist phaser and turned her sensor
to what had grabbed her.
To her surprise she had simply tripped over something. At first it
appeared to be a long stick, but then she noted the glint of metal. She
reached for it. It was a long, thin cylinder with sharp points at both
ends. Some might call it a spear.
~This might come in handy,~ she thought and picked it up as she stood up,
remembering that weapons might be laying around.
They continued on their path and she watched as the other arrived near the
sight on her HUD. The two Gorn that had gone inside were still not in view
of them. The ones on the outside seemed to have taken some interest in the
hull and were studying it with a scanner. They were engrossed in their
study. T?Mur almost felt guilty about interrupting their investigation,
wondering how she would feel if someone attacked her while studying an
alien craft.
Hammons circled around and found some cover while monitoring their
activity. The two Gorn were on the same side of the craft but moving apart
slowly. His target finally made its way around to the aft from the
starboard and he gave it a moment before removing the combat knife from its
sheath and moving closer.
The night wasn't completely black as a moon was peeking over the horizon
small and pale so there was still a great need for caution. He saw it stop
and raise something to its mouth and make a series of growling hisses.
There was a reply back initiating a back and forth that was very short.
~Probably a check in.~
After a moment his quarry resumed its scans and he came in behind it, his
left hand caught it around the top of the head and jerked back as his right
hand snaked around and buried the blade in its thick neck. The Gorn made a
gurgling noise as he twisted the knife and ripped open its neck and
collapsed to the ground like a sack of flesh.
He caught the body and lowered it down before withdrawing the knife and
wiping the blade off on its tunic. That accomplished he moved to the corner
to check on progress on the starboard side.
Keung watched as Hammons buried his knife into the back of the Gorn who had
collapsed on the ground. The incident attracted the attention of the other
Gorn who moved towards Keung with its arms outstretched. Keung figured it
was going to clasp him in a possible wrestling hold. He took a deep breath
as he grabbed his axe from his utility belt and gripped the shaft with both
handsome forward. He deliberately ran into the Gorn and with much strength
as he could muster, swung the blade of the axe across the neck of the
Gorn. The force of the blade embedded deep into the thick skin of the Gorn
and at the same time, Keung kicked hard at the leg of the Gorn. With Keung
holding onto the handle of the embedded axe, both fell to the ground. Keung
let go and rolled clear as he quickly took his combat knife off his belt in
the same movement. He then plunged the blade into the chest of the Gorn
and twisted the blade 360 degrees, before pulling it out with blood
sprouting out of its chest. He then retrieved the axe from the neck of the
dead Gorn. Breathing hard, he could feel the adrenaline flowing through
him.
T?Mur and Devers made their way to the ship?s wreckage, to the most likely
entry point that two Gorns inside used.
Hammons met them as they approached the entry joined by Keung who hooked
back his blood stained knife and axe upon his belt.
Off in the near distance there was a loud sound, as if the sound barrier
had been broken. T?Mur knew that could only mean that time was of the
essence and they needed to get to hostages before it was too late. Suddenly
the Gorn from inside the craft came out of the hole she was standing next
to. Without thinking she reacted and drove the tip of the spear up under
the first Gorn?s jaw and through its skull. The second Gorn reacted equally
as violently, striking out and knocking T?Mur back several meters.
Hammons flashed past her and with his head lowered he drove his shoulder
into the Gorn's midsection. The Gorn was lifted up and driven back several
feet to strike the wall with a thunderous thud. The Gorn was temporarily
shaken up which gave Steven all the time he needed to finish the creature
off. Its head lolled limply when he had finished and walked away.
With the ship cleared T?Mur turned to the group. ?We need to set the
self-destruct on this ship.?
?That?s an excellent idea.? said Keung as he glanced at the shuttlecraft
?If I may suggest, we can use that to our advantage as a diversionary
tactic as a way of clearing the compound. Set a long delay. We can hide
somewhere near the compound and the shuttle craft self-destruct. Hopefully
that will attract the attention of the Gorns who leave to investigate and
we can proceed with rescuing the prisoners with less hassle. At the same
time, do a bit of mayhem to their communication array or...we can use the
cover of the explosion to escape across the bridge to our extraction
point...Mind you whatever happens we will be in a hell of a fight with
those bad boys!!? Oh, did I mention we have less than 40 minutes to
complete what we have to do??
"The clock is ticking in other words. So good of you to let us know."
Hammons wasn't amused.
?I would think that the diversion for the latter would be best,? T?Mur
suggested. She slipped into the ship and made her way to the drive
controls. Within several minutes she had set the injectors to fail within
37 minutes and that would cause a catastrophic core failure to occur and
the whip would explode with an ? alarming rapport.
She exited the ship and looked at the team. ?Let?s go.?
T?Mur led the group towards the compound. When they arrived they were met
by the security fence that hummed softly, but indicated the power running
through it. From a sligh distance she tossed a small rock at the force
field, which deftly vaporized. She frowned, knowing that time was of the
essence, but there was no way of getting through that fence in a hurry.
Then she noted the emitters of the force field were not completely
encased. That meant the fence could be breached. All she needed was
something to disrupt the energy flow.
Her mind went through the problem quickly, then she looked down at the
control panel at her wrist. She knelt beside the fence and removed the
cover of the device. Carefully she reached for the wires, but the gloves
made it impossible. With a sigh she took out her knife and made a cut
through the suit at her right wrist. She peeled off the glove and then
tried again. She managed to detach the wires she was looking for. Then
with a deft move she attached the wires to the energy relay on the post of
the fencing.
Wincing whilst watching T?Mur cut into the battlesuit, O?Riley made a note
but decided not to interfere. He was interested to see what she was going
to try and do.
Pausing she turned to the others. ?Any sign of the Gorn??
Steven checked his HUD. "Eight life signs clustered in three buildings.
They appear to be intent on staying dry."
Keung stood by the security fence, looking inside the compound. As far as
he could work out, there was no sign of any Gorns. The rain had probably
driven them inside the comfort of the buildings. The communication
building was easily identifiable with the antennas and satellite dish on
the roof. They were easily within the range of their weapons but the
priority was to find the prisoners. Which building held them. He activated
his inbuilt tricorder in his helmet. The display of his result appeared in
his Hub visor. ?Scans indicate there are human lifesigns in that building
next to the communication building. I?m reading two non humans as well.
Probably their guards? reported Keung. He had seen TMur had thrown a rock
at the fence which was vaporized..which demonstrated that there was a force
field. Did the force field only just covered the fence or did it extend the
whole compound?.
T?Mur nodded, ?Good. When I deactivate the fence we will have to move
swiftly. I am uncertain how long we will have before the Gorn realize that
the perimeter has been breached. I would calculate that we would have 2.8
minutes to complete the rescue of the captives. Get ready.?
?What?s the plan when the perimeter is down.? asked Keung turning to T?Mur
T?Mur sighed, ?Our primary function is to rescue the science team. I noted
that now we are closer the scattering field is less effective. They should
be in that building,? She indicated the building three meters to the left
of the communication relay. ?To use a human vernacular, go in and get
them, would be how I believe you would say it.?
She looked for understanding. ?Get them and get them out. Once you have
all gotten out of the building our priority is the safety of the team. We
will head straight for the rendez-vous point. If we have a chance to take
out that relay, we will take it, but that is secondary. We must not
jeopardize the safety of the science team.?
She took a deep breath and repeated, Get ready.?
Steven extended the staff, perhaps it would come in handy after all.
Without waiting for further questions she tapped a control on her wrist pad
and a small section of the fencing stopped humming and went down. She
didn?t realize that she was holding her breath waiting for an alarm that
did not come.
?Let?s move,? T?Mur ordered.
As she reached down to remove the wires a sudden burst of energy fed back
along the wiring and exploded on her controls. It threw her to ground, but
the lack of readouts from her HUD made it clear, her suit was now dead.
?Go,? she ordered.?Don?t wait for me. Go.?
~Interesting~ O?Riley pointed the readings out to Lannis and asked her to
take a look at the information the computer had on the suit overload.
Keung took his rifle and handed it to T?Mur. ?In that case, take the rear
and cover us? He looked at Devers and Hammons ?let?s rock and roll.
Hammons nodded, they could pick her up on the way back.
T?Mur took the rifle and rolled onto her knee, bringing the weapon to bear.
Devers was already moving, keeping close to the ground, looking for signs
of tripwires and such. Reaching a rock he paused, motioning for the others
to come forward. They were about 50 meters from what looked to be an
unguarded side entrance. The Gorn must be relying on the field to protect
it. Once Keung and Hammons reached him, he was off again, low to the ground
as before. As he approached the door, he saw a laser trip wire covering
the door. Raising his hand, fist closed, he started to examine the extent
of the coverage.
A moment later, he typed on the message - ?Tripwire ? proceed with caution.?
Stepping over the laser beam, Devers examined the door. Standard issue
style door. Taking out a crowbar he jammed the flat end into the seam in
the middle of the door. He took a few breaths and started to push the bar
as hard as he could.
Keung took out a couple of flash bangs from his utility belt as he leaned
against the wall next to the door watching Devers opening the door with his
crowbar. As soon as the door is open, he would throw in the flash bangs.
He threw one of the flash bangs to Hammons.
Hammons shrugged as he caught the grenade, he had four in his utility belt
he hadn't used.
The door started to give way as Devers strained against the force opposing
him. Mind over matter as the door moved slowly in its tracks.
Keung with his free hand indicated to Hammon to count down together their
fingers ?5..4..3..2..1?
The door came open enough that they could now toss their pineapples. "Go!"
He stepped forward and flung the activated flash bang inside the door.
Keung saw the door open and threw the flash bang inside
There was a loud "Crump!" From inside along with a muted flash of light
through the portal. Hammons brought up the staff and jumped through. Two
Gorn were stationed within and had come upon the invasion to their sorrow.
The light had caused extreme pain to their multifaceted eyes and they were
giving off keening shrieks. The staff spun in his hand, was grabbed solidly
then came up against the skull of one of the guards which fell pole-axed to
the floor. For a while at least he would be out of their way and wake up
with only a headache.
Keung grabbed his axe in both hands, quickly followed Hammons inside and
brought the axe above his head, rushed the other Gorn who had its hands
covering his eyes and swung the axe into the face of the Gorn. The blade
embedded into the face, whilst at the same time Keung pushed back the Gorn
against the back wall.
Devers entered the hall last, after bracing the door in time to see Hammons
and Keung make short work of the stunned Gorn.
Hammons stayed only long enough to make sure Lee had his enemy down before
he pushed forward. The HUD showed human life forms twenty meters ahead and
through a door to the left. He didn't bother knocking but used the suit to
burst through.
The scientists were in a lab area beyond and huddled together when he
stepped through the pieces of the door.
"Who are you?" An older woman with a bit of pride left stepped forward.
"Federation StarFleet Security team ma'am come to take you and the others
home. We don't have time for lengthy explanations. Please move out of the
room. I have friends in the hall who will lead you out and I'll cover your
rear."
The group seemed rather excited and did as he asked.
Keung put one foot on the stomach of the Gorn that he axed and with a grunt
pulled out the axe. Blood and gore splashed over the front of his battle
suit as he motioned to the scientists to follow him out.
Keung ran out of the building, quickly glancing back to see the scientists
running after him. He pointed to where T?Mur was positioned and waved them
forward.
T?Mur thought it odd that there had been no movement. The timer in her
head marked the passing of the first minute. She shook her head, and
realized that she could make her wait time more useful. She made her way
to the communication center, and pulled her remaining grenades off the
belt. She tossed them onto the roof of the building. However, she would
not be able to remotely activate them. She would need one of the others,
but they should only need one grenade. She returned to her point of entry
and brought the rifle back up.
She watched as the group appeared out of the building and headed their
way. Her internal clock counting down. 3...2...1?
Suddenly a claxon sounded off alerting the compound to the breach in the
fencing, just as the first of the scientists arrived.
?Keep moving,? she told the scientists. ?Head for the trees.?
Keung led the group of scientists towards the bridge ?Keep moving.?
Devers ran on the left side, making sure the scientists stayed in a line
following Lee. He kept his eyes out for any Gorn that might be coming
towards them.
As the team approached she called out, ?I need one grenade at that roof.?
She pointed to the communications array. ?It should be all we need to
blow the whole array.?
With that she turned to run after the scientists. She easily caught up
with them and began to lead them to the rendez-vous point.
Hammons being in the rear pulled a grenade from his trusty utility belt,
activated it and tossed it lightly upon the building T'Mur had pointed to
then made tracks after the others. Behind him there was a loud explosion.
It had very little effect on him due to distance except to nudge him gently
forward. Linking back up with the others didn't take long. Now all that was
left was to get them to the LZ for the exfil and they were home free.
As they ran T?Mur noted one more obstacle. The bridge across the river. A
team of Gorn had begun to congregate at the bridge. T?Mur was certain that
there were more on their way. She stopped at the edge of the trees. And
turned to the group.
?Is it possible to tie all of the holo-emitters together and create a
camouflage field large enough that would make us all unseen to the Gorn??
"Those of us with working suits should be able to overlap the fields as
long as we stay in formation." Hammons said as he walked up. "Judging from
how low our batteries currently are we have maybe enough juice to get us to
the treeline. Lee, myself and Devers in whatever order running first,
center and last. And we don't have a lot of time to discuss it before the
Gorn can cut us off from our escape route so decide quickly."
T?Mur nodded, ?It will have to be enough. Do it.?
She could sense the shimmer of the field tingle on her skin. ?Stay
together, and stay silent,? she ordered the scientists.
Hammons activated his holo and set up in the "6" spot, he would be the last
one off the bridge. Keung who was at the front of the group, pointed to the
bridge and waved them across indicating that they should close up. Then he
activated his holo. Keung breathed slowly as he led the group past the
unsuspecting Gorns across the bridge..it was a surreal experience. To his
surprise and delight, the holo emitters actually worked but for how long he
wasn?t too sure as they carefully walked across the bridge. It was only
about five minutes but it felt longer and he could feel the tension that at
any moment someone in the party could make a mistake which would alert the
Gorns!
On his hud, he was aware that the power indicators were getting low. They
had the advantage of the darkness that by the time the holo emitters gave
out, they would be off the bridge before the Gorns realised something was
wrong. Just as he stepped off the bridge, the indicators went to zero and
the group were visible. ?Run into the woods now.? They ran successfully
into the cover of the woods!
O?Riley tapped a button on the console in front of him and began moving to
the door which would bring him to the group. The scene around them faded
from view and the group was now back inside of the Holodeck. ?Well done.
Now, let's get you out of those suits.? he eyed the one T?Mur was wearing a
little concerned by the damage.
(Reply: None)
(Posted by John Tsang (Keung Lee)
Al Muir (T'Mur)
Tim Bushnell (Devers)
Jono Bradley (O'Riley)
And Charles G (Steven Hammons)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 1550) ACEO Ens Keung Lee, SO, Ens T'Mur, SO PO1 Stephen Hammons, SO, PO3 Hercules Devers & Trainer O'Riley
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 00:05:53 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.08
(USS Illuminar, Deck 14, Armoury - Assistant Chief of Security Keung Lee,
Security Officer Ensign T?Mur, Security Officer Stephen Hammons, Security
Officer Hercules Devers, Trainer Jalen O?Riley, PO3 Carol Lannis - 1615)
Armoury Officer PO3 Carol Lannis watched two of her assistants amazed at
the state of the battlesuits which were wet and mudcased. It was when they
came to help the security officers out of their suits, the assistants
stepped back in horror and gagging.To say they smelled was an
understatement.
Hammons trudged in and immediately began shucking himself out of his suit.
This had been a tiring training exercise and he wasn't in the mood for
cracking jokes. All he wanted at this point was to get out and get clean.
He left the Dark Knight suit there and headed straight for a sonic shower.
?What did you expect?? laughed Keung ?After being enclosed for two hours
literally in a container.? He rubbed over his sweaty hair.and looked at
the others who were also laughing except for T?Mur who simply raised her
eyebrow!
Contrary to popular belief Vulcan?s did possess a sense of humor. It was
well hidden and might be considered ? dry. Coming from a sect of Vulcan
society that embraced other cultures to conduct their business, T?Mur often
employed that dry wit.
?I believe that your suit might have a more prevalent odor than the
others,? she said to Lee.
?Oh, yeah thanks? Keung sniffed. He definitely needed a shower.
Those bodysuits couldn?t be used again! thought Carol. Too unhygienic. The
bodysuits had to be replicated everytime someone wanted to use the
battlesuits. She signed aware of the time needed to clean up the
Battlesuits!
Thirty minutes later after a sonic shower, the officers were back in their
uniforms and setting down round the table listening to trainer Jalen
O'Riley and PO 3 Carol Lannis debriefing the session
O?Riley looked to Carol who was holding the data they had been going
through whilst waiting for the Adventuring party to return from the
post-battle showers.
Carol Lannis was standing by one of the Battlesuits which was on its stand.
?My Initial evaluation showed that the Battlesuits are 90% effective but
there are flaws which might limit their use in the field. Power drain is
the main problem especially as the phasers are linked to the system. So
if you fire on full settings, it will slowly drain the power cells. This
goes for the camouflage holo emitters too if you use it too long. The user
is protected by the battlesuit from being hit by phaser blasts and to an
extent impact by ballistic weapons. I think it obvious to say that the
Battle suit is a tool which can be used to maximum effort depending on the
skills and experience of the user.?
T?Mur made a face and replied, ?It is my calculation that 90% might be a
bit of an overestimate considering that 20% of the suits were completely
demobilized. However the suits do work admirably, as you stated, that
depends on the user.?
?Either way, HEH,? O?Riley said, ?You?re techs will have the ability to
look into the issues and see if they can improve upon them now that you?re
all certified in using the suits.? He passed out padds, which noted their
own certification that had been added to their records and the suit manual
information. ?Yes, even those of you which mangled the suits get a pass.?
he grumbled slightly and then looked to Keung.
?Thank you.? said Keung ?Finally I want to say that the Battlesuits are not
going to be a regular security feature. They will only be deployed in
potential hostile environments and not in normal routine security
operations. The last thing we want to do is to give the impression that
Starfleet are arse kicking headbutting neanderthals as opposed to being a
peaceful outfit.
"We certainly wouldn't want people to get the idea we are big, bad and good
at our jobs." Hammons cracked. "Lord only knows how that would negatively
affect our reputation."
?Neither? continued Keung ?are they going to be used for
unauthorise..er..fun use. Petty Officer Lannis will be keeping them under
lock and key. She?s not going to issue them to you however hard you try
to butter her up.?
"No problem. If I want a powered suit in the holodeck I'll fire up the
Fallout program. They are power hungry too but at least fusion cores are
easy to find." Hammons felt a bit better after the shower and break along
with a steaming mug of Kona coffee.
Keung stood up ?Okay. That?s it. Your inboxes will have a feedback
evaluation form so I would like you to complete them and return them to
me. You're dismissed. Perhaps you like to join me in the holodeck where
armoury assistant McDonald has designed a pub crawl program to celebrate
today.?
T?Mur tilted her head. ?A pub? crawl? What is a pub crawl? And why is it
crawling??
"Maybe just a pint." Steven stood to his feet. "Or two."
?HEH. Now that?s what I wanted to hear!? O?Riley cheered, much happier now
that the simulation had been a success and the ship had some certified
officers.
(Reply none)
(Posted by John Tsang (Keung Lee)
Al Muir (T'Mur)
Tim Bushnell (Devers)
Jono Bradley (O'Riley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 2000) SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 00:36:54 +0000
NRPG: Did somebody say pub crawl?
RPG:
Mission:Decompression
Day 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4, Holodeck 2 - SO, Ensign T'Mur- 2000)
Hammons had spent a bit of time trying to get T?Mur to understand the concept of a ?pub crawl? unit finally he had just stated that it was something that she would have to experience and that he just could not explain it. T?Mur had been aware of the limitations of human language to explain certain things so she took his word for and decided to attend this pub crawl.
The the holodeck doors opened she was immediately assaulted by a wave of noise. The sound of a small crowd, and the overwhelming blaring of what she recognized to be ?disco? music from the mid 20th century. The volume had not surprised her, but with the continued references to the 20th century, the section did not.
The second thing that struck T?Mur was the ambient lighting. The lighting was overall dark, and light at the same time. The light was being provided by a spinning, reflective orb, that was hanging from the ceiling, from which lights were being directed towards and reflected from. It led to a sense of confusion for an unfocused mind.
The third thing to strike her olfactory senses was the mixed aroma of fruit and alcohol. She believed that the result was called perfume and cologne. It was quite overwhelming.
She looked around the scene to find some people dancing and others standing at a bar with beverages in their hand. She really had no idea what was expected or what she should do. She was just busy taking in the scene.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (07-2200) Commander Jason Nesmith
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 23:53:59 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10.03
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 ? Briefing Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith ? 2000)
It was time for the first of many staff meetings before the wargames
would commence.Jason hated to lose, and the Protector was designed to
win fights, it was not a science vessel like the USS Illuminar.What did
it have under the hood to have Star Fleet set a 3 on 1 scenario.He had
got additional clarification about the War Game Rules.He?d be able to
use his fighters, but if they got hit, they were out.So he?d have to
have a good plan.
He also learned the OpFor was going to be led by Commodore Sherri
Willet.He didn?t know her, so he?d have Ivanova do a workup on her.Now
that he knew the fighters were in play, his squadron of 10 would be an
ace in the hole.
The Steward had laid out a good spread for the meeting.Each department
had a lot of work to do before the start of the wargames.It would be
good for the crew to work hard.His department heads started to filter
in, their game faces on already.He motioned to the food and drink while
he sat down.When everyone had something and was at the table, he stood up.
?We are 7 days from Mars.That is the amount of time we have to come up
with a plan or three, identify the critical moments and prepare
responses so that when we are in battle, we will react, and not over
analyze.General Dwight Eisenhower, the general who lead the Allied
forces to victory in the 20^th century second world war, once said ?In
preparing for battle I have always found that plans are useless, but
planning indispensable.?
?Ivanova will be posting training simulation scheduled for each shift by
first watch tomorrow. We will regroup each day at this time to review
the progress on the drills, new ideas that emerged during them and
adjust our planning accordingly.Questions?One more thing.There are no
bad ideas, except for those that are not spoken.We will be informal in
here and I expect a lively debate.That way we will come to the best
plan, which will, not survive contact with the enemy.?
He looked around the table, looking each of his crew in the eye.They
were ready for the hard work.Patrolling can get very boring, even for a
trained crew.
?Now, let?s begin,? he said sitting down.?Susan, tell us about the
Illuminar.What should we be expecting??
The woman entered a command on the keyboard in front of here and an
image of the USS Illuminar appeared hovering over the table.?The USS
Illuminar, first in its class, is an upgrade of the Belleraphon class
star ship.What makes this ship notable, other than its commanding
officer helped design it, is that it?s only on duty for a couple of
months and was recalled back for retrofit.?
?Enhanced warp core, built on the new Anelurian Crystal technology
meaning it?ll put out more power for longer.That?ll help on their
shielding.The Illuminar?s phasers have also been upgraded.We only have
the power output and the testing.They look nasty.We?ll have to find a
way to modulate the shield output.Other than that, for the purposes of
the war game, we don?t have to worry about photon torpedoes and the
Illuminar doesn?t have any fighters.?
?Thanks Susan,? Nesmith said.?Wiggins, what does our opposing commander
look like??
A young man stood up, ?Captain Sekal, a Vulcan with extensive
credentials in engineering and physics.He was very involved in the
design and construction of the Illuminar, so he will know the system
inside and out.That is his advantage.His father, Admiral Saleke, is a
brilliant tactician and strategist.There is no good record of Captain
Sekal?s military prowess.He went through command training so that
establishes the baseline of his training.For the sake of this encounter,
we must assume he is at least as good as his father.I am currently
reviewing the Admiral?s records and military decisions as the basis of
my workup.I hope to have some preliminary scenarios to test in the
simulations.?
?Great, I want you and Ivanova to run the Illuminar in
simulations.Assume everything is 25% more than the current specifications.?
?So how do we use our fighters to our advantage.Jimmy, that?ll be your
task.I?m thinking a variant of the Boor attack.?
The Lieutenant nodded, ?Depends on what Wiggins thinks will be the
Illuminar?s attack patterns.If Captain Sekal follows standard Star Fleet
doctrine, the Rubinstein Countergambit will provide us an advantage,
especially since he cannot put up a fighter screen.?
?Very good.Test it out with Wiggins and Ivanova.?
?Commander Robson, You have three days to tune the warp core.You heard
what Ivanova said.With the Illuminar having the new Anelurian Crystal
based system, we?ll have to try to get every joule out of that
system.Make sure you have someone assigned to the Shield generators.That
is going to be the key, and our tandem generators give us an advantage. ?
?Aye Sir.The phased harmonic system is running at full capacity, and you
are right, should give us an advantage. ?
Ivanova spoke up, ?The Illuminar takes its shield power from the Warp
Core.This is an adaptive shield using oscillating subspace graviton
fields. If we can match and reverse the oscillation, we might be able to
penetrate the shield.?
Lieutenant Cobb, the Klingon security officer spoke up.?Is it possible
to use that trick to beam a strike force through the shield?I would like
to have three teams of 5, one in each transporter room.When we have the
opportunity, we will beam each strike force to a different location on
the Illuminar, so that we can try to divide their resources.There is a
ladder that goes from deck 3 to the bridge.I want to send one team into
that latter and take the bridge by surprise, while a second draws
attention using turbolifts.?
?Excellent,? Nesmith ?Some good first plans. Go back to your departments
and refine these plans.We?ll revisit our progress tomorrow, same
time.The Captain stood up, ?Keep up the good work.?
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (7, 2300) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2020 22:50:23 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 7
Stardate: 2445.10
(USS Illuminar -- Gym -- Deck 5 ? Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee ? 2300)
Keung pressed the entry panel to the Gym and discovered that the only occupant in the gym was PO3 Carol Linnis who was doing some stretching exercises.
He approached her to thank her for completing the armour suits. As he stepped in behind her and tapped her shoulder. Immediately an elbow strike caught him in the solar plexus, her barefoot came down hard on his instep, she caught his arm and flipped him. It wasn't until he was airborne that she realized that it was Keung..
Keung literally flew through the air and stretching his hands ahead of him, he landed on the mat using the arms to support him. He rolled over and looked up in amazement at Carol. Keung looked up to find some of the exercisers were looking at him
She sucked in a breath, bent over at the waist with her hands on her waist, and said, "Sorry." She ran a jacketed arm across her face to clear her eyes of sweat, and added, "I was so focused," breath, "...that...I just reacted. Are you okay?" She winced as he rolled again and climbed back to his feet.
"er..I'm fine" said Keung who thought about some moves that would be useful. ?So what are you doing here at this time of night??
?Well, I?ve been rather busy in the Armoury with checking the armour suits so I thought I do something different. After it?s the graveyard shift so I didn?t think people were in here.
?Well?how about a one-on-one," challenged Keung. "Right now!"
Carol looked at Keung with some surprise and replied, "It would be an honour, if it wasn't so ridiculous... I mean with your experience." She smiled and knew she could learn a lot from this man.
Keung waved his hands towards the mat indicating Carol go first. Carol walked ahead of Keung, He suddenly clasped his arm around her neck and brought her onto the mat on her back. As Carol lay breathless on the mat, Keung started his next move, sat on her stomach and held her arms against her chest! "Lesson number one... never take your eyes off your opponent. No such thing as common rituals."
"Ouch!" she said when she could get her breath back, and then added, "you barbarian." His legs were pinning her and his arms had hers over her head. Keung released her arms and jumped up just as Carol swung one of her legs but missed Keung s own leg. Keung grabbed her leg with his hand and spread her other leg. He let go of both legs and waited for Carol to stand up
She was sweaty and tried for a low kick but didn't impact and she maintained her balance. They circled, looking for opportunities and Carol grabbed Keung with her hands, and to her surprise brought Keung onto his back. Keung felt winded as a result. He then felt pain in the side as Carol Linda struck him with her bare feet. Garry rolled over to get into a better stance but hadn't anticipated Linda diving on him and pinned him on his stomach by sitting on him. Keung started breathing slowly. With a shout, he pushed hard on his hands and lifted his body and Carol off a foot before turning rapidly on his side.
With two movements, they reversed positions with him on top of her and threw her whole body over his head. She landed on her left shoulder and back."Oomph," she grunted. At that moment Keung went into a killing stance with his fist aiming at her jugular.
"Lesson number two. Anticipate the unexpected. I win," smiled Garry he lifted Carol to her feet.
She reached up, was rubbing her left shoulder and went and sat on the stack of folded up mats.
?Another bout?? asked Keung. He saw the shocked expression on her face. ?I think we deserve some late night drinks. Let?s go to the Rec Deck. See what they got.?
(reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@0530, 0800
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 16:45:19 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(P.V. Bohemian ? Cockpit ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0530)
As a Bounty Hunter and Private Investigator, Charles had learned just how
decadently hypocritical ?intelligent? beings could be. And he was never
more acutely aware of the duplicity and hypocrisy as he was when he looked
in a mirror. Claiming that he is a protector of the innocent from those
that would do evil in the galaxy, when in fact he was a destroyer. He had
come to terms with the notion that he has never been, nor will ever be a
hero; but rather a monster that devours those that would prey upon the weak.
He was currently returning to Earth from collecting a bounty on Nimbus
III. Oddly, he didn?t feel really guilty about any of the galaxy?s scum
that he kills. But he was just as aware that those he killed was a loved
one of some innocents that may or may not have had any idea of the kind of
person the deceased truly was.
=^= Civilian Runabout, Bohemian, this is Mars Port Authority. By order of
Starfleet, you are being rerouted to Mars for immediate docking. Please
acknowledge. =^=
Shaking his head in wonder, he replied ?Mars, this is the Bohemian. I
acknowledge receipt of message. Break. Am disinclined to acquiesce until
I receive explanation as to reasoning of my being redirected. Also, be
aware that I have a fugitive onboard.?
=^= Standby, Bohemian. =^=
?This should be good. When the powers making the calls don?t know what to
say, it has to be good.? He thought, but aloud simply stated, ?Standing By?
After a few minutes, the communication changed from audio only to include
visual and a face familiar to Charles appeared on the screen. It was a
pale, round face with large suspicious blue eyes and red hair. Enough of
his body showed that one could see the rank insignia of a Master Chief
Petty Officer. ?Well-well; if it isn?t the NCOIC of Starfleet?s Personnel
Resources Command. What can I do for you Ipock??
=^= Chuck, I wish I had time for chit-chat so let me get right to it. We
received a personnel request asking for a single individual that possesses
a specific skillset. There are currently nine that match the desired
criteria, but only two that can be at Mars by 0800 this morning. The other
individual is currently eight and a half months pregnant.?
Charles knew that he must have been the second or Ipock would not be
contacting him. So putting up his hands in mock surrender and snickering,
?Okay, okay, you got me. Shoot me my orders and give me the 20-second
rundown.? No sooner had Tamblyn finished speaking, a tone sounded on his
console indicating the receipt of a data packet with his orders.
=^= now Chuck, I don?t want you to fret about anything. I already have a
hanger arranged for your ship and transport lined up for your passengers to
Earth. You will report to the Illuminar. You do not need to report to the
Captain; reporting in to the ACops is just as good. Some kid named
Gregory; I think. You are going to be taking part in wargames of sorts.
The only odd thing in this for you, that I see, is that you will be
assigned to an Ensign?s billet. =^=
As far as Charles was concerned, as long as he had a place to sleep, he
didn?t care, but he wasn?t a big fan of the ?fresh out of the academy?
drama and rumor mills. ?I will report in directly as soon as I land. I
will hold you PERSONNALLY responsible for my ship.? Tamblyn finished with
an aggressive undertone.
In the visual feed, Charles could see Ipock rub his chin as he remembered
the last time, he was held personally responsible for the Bohemian and
something happened to her. =^= Not a problem; report in and then get
cleaned-up and in uniform. Report time is 0800. =^= and then the feed cut
out.
The bounty hunter looked at himself in the reflection off one of the
monitors. Hair mostly neatly groomed, a little stubble on his face wearing
a blue long sleeve t-shirt under short sleeved tan coveralls with black
boots and his dual shoulder holster that he inherited from Chance Raschen
when the ex-privateer passed away. ?Hell, at this rate; they should be
glad I?m sober and have clothes on. Not to mention not having my clothes
covered in blood.? He said to no one as he altered course to Mars.
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? COps Office ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0800)
Wearing the very same thing he had on when he spoke to Master Chief Ipock,
Charles was being escorted through the passageways of the Illuminar. He
had his hands in his pockets as if he didn?t have a care in the world and
strange smirk on his face as if snicker about some private joke. As they
reached the door to the office belonging to the Chief of Operations,
Charles pressed the button for the chime. After a moment, the door opened,
the bounty hunter stepped in and the door closed behind him.
Stepping up to the desk, he put his hands behind his back and stood at the
position of ?at-ease? until the man behind the desk spoke. Tamblyn was a
little surprised, though he didn?t show it, this junior grade Lieutenant
looked like he had some rough miles under his belt.
(Reply Gregory)
?Reservist, Chief Petty Officer Charles Raschen reporting as directed by
Starfleet Personnel Resources Command, sir.?
(Reply Gregory)
(Reply Gregory)
(Posted by Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0805) - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 20:05:06 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar, COps Office ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory ? 0805)
Gregory was reviewing information on the department complement.They were
short staffed, but what else is new in Star Fleet.Operations wasn?t as
glorious as some of the other job codes and required a certain talent.
The door chime sounded, and when the door opened, Gregory saw a figure
walk in and assume the ?at ease? position. Blue t-shirt, tank overalls
and shoulder holster.He looked at his PADD and noticed a notation about
a new officer.
?Yes?? he asked
?Reservist, Chief Petty Officer Charles Raschen reporting as directed by
Starfleet Personnel Resources Command, sir.?
Gregory stood up and walked around the desk to the small
replicator.?Care for a drink Mr. Raschen?? he asked.
(Reply Raschen)
As the drinks materialized, he handed one to Raschen and took the
other.?One cannot have a proper conversation without a cuppa.Have a seat
and let?s see what Star Fleet?s intentions are.?
Gregory pulled up the personnel files, ?You have quite a resume Chief
Raschen.Quite the career.I look forward to working with you and learning
from your experience. Since we don?t have a Chief of Operations, that
experience will be quite useful to the ship and me personally. ?
?Quarters have been assigned to you in the officers deck.There is a
mission briefing at 0900 that I would like you to attend with me.Best if
we regroup after that meeting to review what the mission parameters are
and help me setup a watch rotation.?
(reply Raschen)
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ILLUMINARRPG: Repost - (8 - 0805) -- ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 20:56:02 -0500
NRPG - Reposted with Charles Raschen's characters CORRECT name.
Mission:Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar, COps Office ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory ? 0805)
Gregory was reviewing information on the department complement.They were
short staffed, but what else is new in Star Fleet.Operations wasn?t as
glorious as some of the other job codes and required a certain talent.
The door chime sounded, and when the door opened, Gregory saw a figure
walk in and assume the ?at ease? position.Blue t-shirt, tank overalls
and shoulder holster.He looked at his PADD and noticed a notation about
a new officer.
?Yes?? he asked
?Reservist, Chief Petty Officer Charles Tamblyn reporting as directed by
Starfleet Personnel Resources Command, sir.?
Gregory stood up and walked around the desk to the small
replicator.?Care for a drink Mr. Tamblyn?? he asked.
(Reply Tamblyn)
As the drinks materialized, he handed one to Tamblyn and took the
other.?One cannot have a proper conversation without a cuppa.Have a seat
and let?s see what Star Fleet?s intentions are.?
Gregory pulled up the personnel files, ?You have quite a resume Chief
Tamblyn.Quite the career.I look forward to working with you and learning
from your experience.Since we don?t have a Chief of Operations, that
experience will be quite useful to the ship and me personally. ?
?Quarters have been assigned to you in the officers deck.There is a
mission briefing at 0900 that I would like you to attend with me.Best if
we regroup after that meeting to review what the mission parameters are
and help me setup a watch rotation.?
(reply Tamblyn)
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@0807
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2020 18:41:11 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? COps Office ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0807)
?Reservist, Chief Petty Officer Charles Raschen reporting as directed by
Starfleet Personnel Resources Command, sir.?
Gregory stood up and walked around the desk to the small replicator. ?Care
for a drink, Mr. Tamblyn?? he asked.
Charles wasn?t sure what the Lieutenant had in mind, but he was pretty sure
it wasn?t bourbon like he could have gone for. ?I could go for a Southern
Sweet Tea, sir. Thank you.?
As the drinks materialized, he handed one to Tamblyn and took the other.
?One cannot have a proper conversation without a cuppa. Have a seat and
let?s see what Star Fleet?s intentions are.?
Tamblyn sat down as indicated and drank his tea as the LT spoke, ?You have
quite a resume Chief Tamblyn. Quite the career. I look forward to working
with you and learning from your experience. Since we don?t have a Chief of
Operations, that experience will be quite useful to the ship and me
personally.?
?Quarters have been assigned to you in the officer's deck. There is a
mission briefing at 0900 that I would like you to attend with me. Best if
we regroup after that meeting to review the mission parameters and help me
set up a watch rotation.?
To Charles, that last bit sounded every bit a dismissal if he ever heard
one, ?Thank you for the drink, sir. I will see you at the meeting, I?ll
even have a uniform on.? He said as he moved toward the door. As the door
opened, he turned back to the officer, ?Sir, if I may; Starfleet?s
intentions are simple. I am here to do a job that will help ensure this
crew can succeed in completing any mission they are given.?
(Reply Gregory iyw)
After the conversation was concluded, the bounty hunter went to his
quarters, got cleaned up, put on a uniform, and walked out of his quarters
a Starfleet Chief Petty Officer and headed off to the briefing.
(Reply Gregory iyw)
(Posted by Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0830)- Vice-Admiral Saleke
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 23:37:11 -0600
NRPG: Pardons for the long dissertation but this is my original PC. I feel
I owe him an introduction to the crew.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Transporter Room 1- Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0830)
The Vulcan who materialized on the transporter pad was wearing the bars of
a Star Fleet flag officer having received them fifteen months ago after a
long run as a command officer. He had begun his career thirty seven years
ago aboard the USS Nimitz. Two years later he had served aboard the USS
Mystique as its First Officer. It was aboard that ship he had first
encountered the crystalline entity known as Luma'Lenai aboard a derelict
generation ship. One year later he had transferred to the USS Hades to take
the experimental Prometheus Class vessel out on its maiden voyage. That
ship had since had a long and storied history within the Fleet, Saleke
however had not.
Sent on a suicide mission commanding the Norway class vessel USS Norwhal to
prepare the route for the 52nd battle fleet's invasion of Federation space
to overthrow the dictator Admiral Doenitz after the coup that began the
civil war his ship had been destroyed after fulfilling its objectives.
His ship had gone down with all hands and his escape pod had been the only
one to survive the encounter. His crew had always been of paramount
importance and he had failed them. Crash landing upon a nearly abandoned
planetoid he had managed to eke out a meager existence, barely surviving
until found by the Bajoran free trade ship Mesipal.
A convalescence of months followed before he was given another command, the
USS Furious, another Prometheus Class vessel. The Furious had been his
final Star Fleet command. Saleke had been plagued by his inability to wrest
Luma from Star Fleet Intelligence and the politics of the fleet had been
changing, growing ever more stifling. During that time period he had
undergone Pon Farr and returned to Vulcan to take a wife. Their son was
born in the year 2417. In 2419 after starbase Geneva was destroyed he left
the Furious and resigned his commission. Not long afterward the 52nd fleet
was no more having been disbanded.
For six years afterward he had worked on Vulcan in the labs researching the
very crystal that now lay at the heart of the warp engines powering the
ship he was currently standing on. It had not been he who had made that
breakthrough but the person who had come to greet himself, Dr Riven Mias
and Doctor Michaella Kirien Mias along with an honor guard.
For the next nineteen years after being recruited by the fledgling Vulcan
Defense Fleet he had painstakingly charted the expanse of space where the
Anelurian Crystals could be found interspersed with more time in the labs.
Sixteen months ago he had been promoted to Commodore. Then the sacking of
the corrupt Star Fleet admiralty had occurred and he had been approached
about a new position within Star Fleet, the one he now held. He had
accepted the post to oversee Research and Development only after obtaining
that which he had once striven so mightily for, the oversight of Luma'Lenai
whom the Intelligence division of Star Fleet had once separated him from.
He had been her mind bondmate for a time before the Mystique had been
mothballed and he had been refused permission to take her with him.
Now she as well was at the heart of the ship on which he stood and anyone
who wished to get to her first had to come through him. They would not find
it an enviable task.
Overseeing the construction of this ship and the inclusion of its advanced
technology in concert with its Captain, his son he had presided over the
birth of the most advanced ship in Star Fleets arsenal. That man now stood
before him. The pattern of the IDIC had brought the two of them together
here at this time when Star Fleet was struggling to begin its rise once
more to prominence.
The USS Hades which Saleke had once commanded had been refit with the new
crystal drive and he had already selected his command ship. They were one
and the same. There was no need of a Dreadnought as the USS Hades was now
far more powerful than it had once been and even for a Vulcan it could be
called home for the times it would be used.
He looked evenly at the man he had fathered twenty eight years ago.
He held up his right hand with fingers spread in ritual formality. "Live
long and prosper Captain Sekal. Permission to come aboard?"
"Peace and long life Admiral Saleke. Permission is granted." The Captain
returned the gesture.
Sekal then greeted Dr Mias and his wife in the same fashion.
(Reply: Michaella)
Riven was not an ambassador for nothing. He returned the salute. "Peace and
long life to you as well Captain Sekal. It is a pleasure to see your ship
for the first time."
Sekal inclined his head in acknowledgement.
Saleke stepped down off the PADD. "The ambassadors luggage has already been
brought aboard?"
The CO nodded. "It is in the VIP quarters selected for them and they may
retire there after the briefing."
Saleke gave a short nod. "I would like to see your Ready Room."
"This way please." Sekal turned and they began moving out.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Repost (8-0830)- Vice-Admiral Saleke
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 23:56:50 -0600
NRPG: Pardons for the long dissertation but this is my original PC. I feel
I owe him an introduction to the crew.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Transporter Room 1- Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0830)
The Vulcan who materialized on the transporter pad was wearing the bars of
a Star Fleet flag officer having received them fifteen months ago after a
long run as a command officer. He had begun his career thirty seven years
ago aboard the USS Nimitz. Two years later he had served aboard the USS
Mystique as its First Officer. It was aboard that ship he had first
encountered the crystalline entity known as Luma'Lenai aboard a derelict
generation ship. One year later he had transferred to the USS Hades to take
the experimental Prometheus Class vessel out on its maiden voyage. That
ship had since had a long and storied history within the Fleet, Saleke
however had not.
Sent on a suicide mission commanding the Norway class vessel USS Norwhal to
prepare the route for the 52nd battle fleet's invasion of Federation space
to overthrow the dictator Admiral Doenitz after the coup that began the
civil war his ship had been destroyed after fulfilling its objectives.
His ship had gone down with all hands and his escape pod had been the only
one to survive the encounter. His crew had always been of paramount
importance and he had failed them. Crash landing upon a nearly barren
planetoid he had managed to eke out a meager existence, barely surviving
until found by the Bajoran free trade ship Mesipal.
A convalescence of months followed before he was given another command, the
USS Furious, another Prometheus Class vessel. The Furious had been his
final Star Fleet command. Saleke had been plagued by his inability to wrest
Luma from Star Fleet Intelligence and the politics of the fleet had been
changing, growing ever more stifling. During that time period he had
undergone Pon Farr and returned to Vulcan to take a wife. Their son was
born in the year 2417. In 2419 after starbase Geneva was destroyed he left
the Furious and resigned his commission. Not long afterward the 52nd fleet
was no more having been disbanded.
For six years afterward he had worked on Vulcan in the labs researching the
very crystal that now lay at the heart of the warp engines powering the
ship he was currently standing on. It had not been he who had made that
breakthrough but the person who had come to greet himself, Dr Riven Mias
and Doctor Michaella Kirien Mias along with an honor guard.
For the next nineteen years after being recruited by the fledgling Vulcan
Defense Fleet he had painstakingly charted the expanse of space where the
Anelurian Crystals could be found interspersed with more time in the labs.
Sixteen months ago he had been promoted to Commodore. Then the sacking of
the corrupt Star Fleet admiralty had occurred and he had been approached
about a new position within Star Fleet, the one he now held. He had
accepted the post to oversee Research and Development only after obtaining
that which he had once striven so mightily for, the oversight of Luma'Lenai
whom the Intelligence division of Star Fleet had once separated from him.
He had been her mind bondmate for a time before the Mystique had been
mothballed and he had been refused permission to take her with him.
Now she as well was at the heart of the ship on which he stood and anyone
who wished to get to her first had to come through him. They would not find
it an enviable task.
Overseeing the construction of this ship and the inclusion of its advanced
technology in concert with its Captain, his son he had presided over the
birth of the most advanced ship in Star Fleets arsenal. That man now stood
before him. The pattern of the IDIC had brought the two of them together
here at this time when Star Fleet was struggling to begin its rise once
more to prominence.
The USS Hades which Saleke had once commanded had been refit with the new
crystal drive and he had already selected his command ship. They were one
and the same. There was no need of a Dreadnought as the USS Hades was now
far more powerful than it had once been and even for a Vulcan it could be
called home for the times it would be used.
He looked evenly at the man he had fathered twenty eight years ago.
He held up his right hand with fingers spread in ritual formality. "Live
long and prosper Captain Sekal. Permission to come aboard?"
"Peace and long life Admiral Saleke. Permission is granted." The Captain
returned the gesture.
Sekal then greeted Dr Mias and his wife in the same fashion.
(Reply: Michaella)
Riven was not an ambassador for nothing. He returned the salute. "Peace and
long life to you as well Captain Sekal. It is a pleasure to see your ship
for the first time."
Sekal inclined his head in acknowledgement.
Saleke stepped down off the transporter pad. "The ambassadors luggage has
already been brought aboard?"
The CO nodded. "It is in the VIP quarters selected for them and they may
retire there after the briefing."
Saleke gave a short nod. "I would like to see your Ready Room."
"This way please." Sekal turned and they began moving out.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0840, 0845)- Vice-Admiral Saleke
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Wed, 9 Dec 2020 19:03:13 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Bridge- Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0840)
He stepped out upon the bridge following Sekal and looked about. The nerve
center of the starship was pristine and due to its recent manufacture
fairly gleamed the colors of platinum and cobalt blue. Accent lighting of
pale blue from low power emergency lighting was not in evidence.
It was an anthill of activity as expected. While visual inspections of a
transient nature were not reliable the officer corps that manned it was a
model of efficiency. This pleased the command nature that had been built up
over a lifetime and which had continued on the VSRS Sinya, his
survey/science vessel within the Vulcan Defense Fleet. Every movement,
every nuance of those present was noted and catalogued as though he himself
was in command. It was ingrained forever in his psyche. No doubt part of
Sekal's rapid rise through the ranks was because of the mentor he had been
exposed to through his lifetime. And that mentorship was still ongoing.
He had stopped near to the center of the bridge, immediately being immersed
in the operation for a moment as he studied it before continuing.
The control panels being worked on were outwardly of a standard nature but
could be quickly converted to holographic like the Tactical Holographic
Interface System on a Prometheus Class vessel so while it appeared low tech
to the eye appearances could be deceiving. This Vulcan was not fooled since
oversight of its construction had been under his purview. He knew almost as
much about its potential as its officer corps and more than any except
Sekal and Vex'ahlia Jordaan having once been mind bondmate to Luma'Lenai.
Luma was a wildcard thrown into the equation of the upcoming war game which
simulations could not predict.
Sekal had stopped and been waiting, once he began moving the group followed
suit.
(Reply: Any)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Ready Room Vice-Admiral Saleke - 0845)
They stepped into the CO office and he looked about, the furnishings were
as expected. He walked to the sideboard and his gaze ran over the plaque
that denoted the Illuminar as first ship of her class. There were three
other items on the sideboard he noted, one a hand phaser of the pistol grip
style of which he was familiar, a chunk of the cerulean blue crystal lying
on its side and another rotating in the air several centimeters above the
display disc. The disc and crystal he had presented to his son before he
left for Mars. They had been in his possession together for thirty three
years.
The chunk of crystal lying alone was not symmetrical, a large facet had
been removed from one face giving it a lopsided appearance. He was aware
that the two men with him had moved together and were conversing behind him.
"Have you brought the disc you informed me of earlier Doctor?"
"Absolutely."
Saleke turned his head to see Riven palm something from a pocket of his
deep blue robe and pass it to Sekal who then moved forward. Saleke stepped
to the side to give him room.
Sekal picked up the piece of faceted crystal and set another display disk
on the sideboard. In size it was roughly equal to that of a hockey puck.
The outside was painted cobalt blue and had three sunburst designs painted
on it. The face of it was platinum in color. Sekal pressed the center
activating it then hung the crystal in the air above it where it slowly
began to rotate. The face which had been most recently sheared away glinted
the most brightly as it turned. There were now two complimentary pieces on
display.
Sekal then removed the one from above the other display piece, deactivated
and picked up the disc. He then presented them to his father.
"You gave these to me to return them to StarFleet and I did. You are also
now returned to the fleet and they belong with you.
Saleke hesitated for a moment before reaching out with his right hand. He
looked over the display disc with a critical eye. The same size as the
other it was painted black around its circumference. A white horse, gaunt
and skeletal with a blue eye was lacquered on the side. Following it
outlined in white was a black horse, its head raised proudly and the eye
was red. The face of it was the hue of copper.
"And I looked and behold a pale horse and the name of him that sat upon it
was called death and Hades followed with him." The Admiral spoke softly.
"It was given to you while you commanded the Hades and it is yours again."
When his father looked up Sekal handed the crystal to him. "They logically
belong with you."
Saleke took the crystal and after reactivating the display disc returned
them to the sideboard. "I will retrieve it after the briefing."
At his son's nod Riven spoke up with a smile on his face. "I don't care
what you say. I have all the proof I need that at least in this family
Vulcans are sentimental."
Both men turned to him and Sekal spoke. "Q accused us also of being
obsessive but what emotional beings see as emotion is actually logical."
Riven shook his head. "What is that saying? In a pigs eye?"
Both Vulcans gave him the same raised eyebrow look simultaneously. "The
meeting will begin shortly, it is time to go."
Sekal nodded in agreement and stepped aside for his father to proceed him.
::You don't need to say anything my love. I'm done.:: Riven turned his
smile to his wife before following them out.
(Reply: Michaella iyw, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@0851
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 08:04:42 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Conference Room ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -0851)
As a Bounty Hunter or as a Private Investigator, punctuality was never an
issue to be concerned will; but as a senior NCO aboard a Starfleet vessel,
it was another thing altogether. As a Chief Petty Officer, Tamblyn always
held to the notion that if you are 15-minutes early then you are on time,
if you are on time then you are late. In this instance, he felt that he
was both.
As he entered the conference room, he noticed that there were not very many
folks there just yet. As the door closed behind him, he could not help but
some of those that were already present stare in his direction. After a
couple of seconds of silence, Charles threw up his hands and sang out
?Heere I Cooomme to Wreck the Daaaay!!!? as he made fun of superhero
cartoons of old.
After one or two folks smirked and shook their heads as they went back to
focusing on other things, Tamblyn took, what was to him his regular spot, a
seat on a windowsill situated in a corner of the room thus leaving a chair
for a commissioned officer to sit. He did hope that at this meeting he
would find out about what his skillset had to do with a wargame. Or
perhaps the Skipper wanted him to lead and teach the less experienced
crewmembers in his unorthodox methods of doing things.
As he sat, waiting for the meeting to begin, he simply sat and watched the
other crewmembers of the Illuminar interact with each other. Some he did
recognize and bowed his head in recognition and greeting. He noticed a few
hushed whispers as glances were made in his direction, but he did not go
out of his way to introduce himself. He was courteous enough to stand up,
introduce himself, and shake hands with those that spoke to him; but the
bounty hunter in him was kicking in and he just mainly watched the group as
a whole.
As the group got larger as crewmembers entered for the briefing, he did
take notice that he was pretty much the only NCO there for the meeting.
Tamblyn knew Sekal was not one to waste good. And unlike most other senior
officers, the Vulcan was not one to pass on a good idea just because it
didn?t come from him or someone he deemed worthy.
(Reply: None required)
(Posted by Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0857) ACSRD Ensign Stennin
From: yoerikvh2 at gmail.com (yoerik van heugten)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 08:53:35 +0100
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Briefing Room - ACSRD Ensign Stennin - 0857)
Stennin walked in from the corridor, seeing the Senior staff assembled. He
greeted Sekal on his way in and sat down on one of the seats. He listened
attentively to the officers around him. His interest was piqued at the
mention of the biochemical research, which he presumed would be his main
charge. The Eridani were an intriguing species.
"Ambassador, if I assume correctly, these people are unfamiliar with
Starfleet technology?"
(Reply Mias)
"How would we ensure that our mission does not interfere with their
development, and by that extension, impede upon the Prime Directive?"
(Reply Mias, Sekal)
(posted by Yoerik van Heugten)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0900)- CO, Captain Sekal and Federation Ambassador Dr. Riven Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 01:56:27 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- CO, Captain Sekal and Federation
Ambassador Dr. Riven Mias- 0900)
Coffee, tea and water had been provided for the officers in attendance,
Sekal had been greeting each as they entered. The Admiral was present along
with Dr. Riven Mias and his wife Michaella who was an accomplished medical
professional as well. They were seated in chairs set behind his seat at the
head of the table. The conversations going on were low being in the form of
whispers.
(Reply: Any)
At the proper time the CO stood to his feet. "The Illuminar will be leaving
dock in four days time. This mission briefing will introduce you to the
parameters of our upcoming duties. Doctor Riven Mias is an ambassador for
the Federation and some of you have already become acquainted with him. He
will be introducing his diplomatic goals. It will be the task of this
vessel not only to deliver him to his destination but to provide him any
support required."
He looked around the room. "Dr Michaella Kirien Mias will be assisting her
husband but has other duties to perform as well during transit at the
behest of her superiors on Betazed. I will call upon her at the proper time
so that she may introduce her duties and what may be done by the officers
and crew of the ship to expedite them."
He had been standing easily as he introduced the Betazoid diplomatic
contingent but drew himself up straighter for the last introduction.
"Vice-Admiral Saleke has an announcement he will be making at the end of
the briefing, a test of the officers and crew of this ship as well as its
capabilities. This is an unusual circumstance as his presence attests and
the test will be neither simple nor easy. It will stretch the ship and crew
to their limit and beyond. I will say no more and allow him to introduce it
fully."
He turned his head. "Dr. Mias you have the floor." Sekal then stepped away
from the chair so that the Betazoid could approach. His dazzling smile lit
up the room.
"Good morning fine officers of the USS Illuminar. I have met a few of you
to my delight and hope to get to know the rest of you during the voyage. My
wife and I will be meeting and welcoming a new race of beings to the Alpha
Quadrant who have been approached before by a Federation vessel. First some
history."
He activated the holographic table and the depiction of an asteroid
solidified above it.
"Some 200 years ago an asteroid generation ship was found by the USS
Enterprise and the Yonarans were settled on a Federation world. There has
been none since then until recently. Just prior to Federation withdrawal to
the core worlds another was discovered just beyond Bajor by the USS
Holmgrim and we have had no contact with them since then. Their course
however was analyzed and the planet they were attempting to reach
discovered. Sadly in the intervening years it has been rendered
uninhabitable due a catastrophic event. The Sharlayans long journey was due
to end in disappointment. Recently however a colony world was targeted that
is sparsely inhabited with over 75% of its land mass available for new
colonists."
He made an adjustment and a planet appeared over the holotable. It was a
blue jewel hanging in space, as he continued to speak the view changed,
rushing toward it and then piercing the atmosphere to make a circuit around
the world. The land masses were large and in some places especially verdant
around the equator though plant life including trees and plains were
recognizable nearly everywhere.
"Epsilon Eridani 5. A wonderful place for settlement as you can see and
only five years from their calculated position. The current inhabitants
have also been recently relocated there. They are willing to coexist with
the Sharlayans but would like some assurances. To assuage their concerns
the Illuminar will be doing a cultural survey of the Sharlayans as well as
a biochemical, pathanogenic and ideological work up of the inhabitants to
help put the Eridanis minds at ease."
Another adjustment and the asteroid returned larger than before. "Obviously
the Sharlayans will not be happy to hear their destination needs to be
changed which is our primary purpose there, to set their minds at ease and
bring the greetings of the Eridani to them. There are also numerous details
it will be necessary to work out. I and Michaella will be handling the
negotiations."
He looked around the table. "Are there any questions or concerns?"
(Reply: Any. Plenty of room for discussion)
After addressing those things he turned and extended his hand toward
Michaella. "My darling wife has something to say about what she has been
asked to do here in addition. I present to you Michaella Kirien Mias, my
Imzadi and dearest love." He then stepped aside so that she could address
the group.
(Reply: Michaella, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0900)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 18:03:21 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0915)
When T?Mur had yet to actually meet the CO. She had been asked to report to duty with the second officer, which, as she thought of it, was a little unusual. It was not something that might give the typical Vulcan concern. However, she was not typical, and her sense of ostricization returned when she saw him enter the conference room. He seemed to greet everyone with logical amount of ?warmth? that one would greet a friend or at least an acquaintance.
She had arrived at her usual early time and was one of the first to find a place in the back of the room. Slowly more people arrived and then Captain Sekal arrived. It seemed as though he avoided greeting her. Surely he was ? aware of her affliction before he allowed her on board. Yet he seemed to be treating her as all Vulcans did knowing of her situation. And there it was.
She could feel a slight panic start to rise in the calmness of her mind. Was that anger? Her face warmed slightly and destructive thoughts began to formulate. T?mir had come to recognize the oncoming of the emotional tidal wave that her condition had created for her. Clearly it was time for a treatment. She could not get up and leave now, but she would have to head to sickbay as soon as she could. To be honest, she was uncertain how long she could contain the emotional out burst she felt welling up inside.
Closing her eyes she began to employ the breathing techniques she had been taught to center herself. Breath in slowly, breath out even slower. She began to count the seconds, and felt the wave ebb slightly. Then she opened her eyes to see Admiral Mias enter. Sekal did not exactly gush, but it seemed almost an emotional display, to her, in their recognition of each other. That recognition lit up a second wave of fiery emotions, and she almost came out of her seat. She gripped the bottom of the chair she had selected tightly and could feel the material it was made from start reshape.
~Breath T?Mur, breath.~ And then following her own advice she closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. She could feel the emotional check start, and was able to relax. Her mind wen back to her graduation and duty assignment. The commandant handed her the PADD with her assignment to the Illuminar. She had allowed herself to look surprised.
? I do not understand,? T?Mur had admitted.
?Apparently someone is well aware of your accomplishments here at the academy,? the commandant said, "and made a request of you for the Illuminar.?
?Who? If I may ask,? T?Mur said.
?You may ask,? the commandant replied, ?but I am not at liberty to say. Suffice it to say that you were requested and perhaps you will find what you are looking for there.?
A flash of surprise came across her face. ?Sir??
?A home cadet? I mean Ensign, a place to belong.?
T?Mur had let that hope sink into her katra. She had allowed herself to seek that belonging she had not had in so long. And now, it all seemed to be crashing upon the rocks of reality.
Seal?s voice brought her out of her reverie and back to the present. She swallowed the emotions that she was having to control and focused on the briefing. Her attention was peaked by the mention of a test. That was something she could focus on. Then Ambassador Mias began to speak. His voice was oddly soothing. He was a Betazoid and she could feel the tendrils of his telepathic abilities, immediately shoring up her own telepathic shields. When Mias said that they were meeting a new race, but one that had been approached by the Federation before her mind began to race through the information as to who it could be.
Oddly she had no recollection of the Sharlayans. However she was well aware of the Eridani system as it was the closest system to the Vulcan homeworld. Settling another colony on Epsilon Eridani 5 would definitely require some diplomacy. Mias seemed to be someone up to the task. It would also have many security issues in three dimensions.
?Are there any questions or concerns?? Mais asked.
The first person to speak up T?Mur had not met yet, but recognized him as Assistant Chief of Operations Dieter Gregory, asking about communications and population systems. Charlatans not having a subspace communications system would definitely be something that would have to be rectified. She was curious if this conflicted with the Prime Directive. Technically the Shaynarans had not developed warp technology, but they had developed interplanetary travel. A concern that deepened when they started to consider upgrading their propulsion. What would happen if sped up a ship the size of an asteroid? These were engineering and command questions that were not in her duty area.
?Is there anyone else?,? Mias asked.
T?Mur waited to hear if Lee were going to speak up and ask questions for Security. She looked over to find him in the crowd but he did not look ready to speak. Casting caution to wind she stood up.
?Ambassador,? T?Mur began having recollected her Vulcan calm, ?it appears that there will be security issues for both sides of your negotiations. Will you be expecting the need for a security presence at any of your talks with either the Charlatans or the Eradani??
(reply Mias)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (08 - 0900) Commander Jason Nesmith
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 18:49:07 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith ? 0900)
Nesmith sat across from his executive officer as they both reviewed the
latest reports and planning for the war games.?Looks like we have a
Defiant class ship to round out the opposing forces,? he said.
?Yes Sir, commanded by Captain Louise Winn.Wife of Admiral Winn.?
?This little opposing force is pretty potent one.Still makes me wonder
what Captain Sekal has up his Vulcan sleeve.He?s got to have a trick or
tricks that Star Fleet is holding it close to its chest.If we can defeat
the Illuminar, they?ll learn its weaknesses, and if the Illuminar
defeats three ships, they may roll out these secret developments,?
Nesmith said.
?X, do you play chess??
?I am Russian Sir, I have dabbled in,? Ivanova replied.
?Doesn?t this situation sound ideal for Alekhine?s gun?? he asked.
?I am not familiar with that Sir.?
?Named after world Chess champion Alexander Alekhine, from the early
part of the 20^th century. The formation is one with two rooks stacked
behind each other, with the queen in the rear.It?s a very potent attack
formation,? Nesmith said.?I have been thinking about how to implement it
with our fighters.Two flights of five as our rooks and the Protector as
the queen.?
?I?ll ask Lieutenant Wiggins to game it out, Sir.?
?There is a lot to learn from the Grand Masters,? Nesmith
said.?Especially the early Grand Masters ? Capablanca, Lasker, Fisher
and Kasparov, among others.A battle is much like a chess match, with an
opening, a mid-game and an endgame.?
?I?ll take that under advisement, Sir,? Ivanova replied.?Have you looked
at the report from engineering??
Nesmith nodded, ?Yes, I?ve looked over her proposal and approved.It
really offers us a chance to increase shield power by 10%, but improve
the overlap of our two generators, to help increase the damage the
shields can take.?
?We are going to start pulling senior officers into the holodeck to
start running simulations.I?m adjusting the shift schedule to account
for this.Once we work through the senior officers, we?ll start on the
junior officers,? Ivanova said.
?Excellent, who?s playing me??
?Lieutenant Wiggins will be playing you and Doolittle is running the
opfor for the initial sims.?
?That sounds like a pretty even matchup if you ask me.My money is on
Wiggins,? Nesmith said.
?Did you read his recent tactical submission?The analysis of Dominion
war, with an emphasis on the second battle of Deep Space 9.?
?The man has a once in a generation tactical mind.I?m surprised he?s not
been taken from us by Star Fleet.He?ll be on the fast track to Admiral,
if you ask me.?
?Good think he?s on our side.And a good thing its Captain Sekal and not
the Admiral, his father.Now that would be a tactical matchup of the
decade,? Ivanova said.
?Perhaps we?ll get our wish.I, for one, am not counting out Captain
Sekal, he may be an engineer, but he?s had his father filling his head
as well.Keep me apprised of the simulations.?
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0901)- FSXO/Flight ops/Conn- Lieutenant (jg) Tempest Grey Wolf
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 15:42:00 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- FSXO/Flight ops/Conn- Lieutenant
(jg) Tempest Grey Wolf- 0901)
The full-blood Cherokee woman took a seat after taking a cup of coffee and
settled into a chair near the center of the table. There were a number of
things she noted while waiting for the briefing to begin. Foremost was the
presence of the Admiral. His presence on the bridge both coming and going
had been in a word ... intimidating.
It hadn't been due simply to his rank either, he carried intensity, focus
and presence in equal amounts. While running checks on the navigation
system she had felt the prickle of gooseflesh between her shoulder blades
that denoted she was being scrutinized and she had no doubt that every
officer on the bridge had felt the same.
Word was that the Admiral had vast experience in the command chair that
carried back for decades and was a decorated veteran of the storied 52nd
battle fleet who had left StarFleet to return home. While gone though he
had not been idle but had made his experience available to his homeworld
and had rejoined StarFleet within the last two years. She was also aware
that this ship was his baby almost as much as it was Sekal's, Sienna's and
Carson's.
His carriage when he had come into her view had been ramrod straight and
his gait fluid and lethal. Having someone of that caliber within the
admiralty was both comforting and at the same time intimidating as noted.
Comforting because she had no doubt that like the rest of the new faces in
the admiralty Admiral Bell had gathered together an impressive lineup of
experienced veterans who in a time of conflict could be counted on to be a
fearsome foil to any enemy the Federation encountered. And to think this
Vulcan sat on the Research and Development side of the table! The ships
being developed were therefore almost guaranteed to be as prepared for a
battle as they were in the performance of their other duties.
He had been silent in the meeting room other than replying to the Betazoid
ambassadorial contingent but had lost nothing of that command presence and
intensity.
The Captain's words had been short but his respect for the man seated
behind him evident in his change of posture.
The Betazoid Riven seemed to be a delightful man and his wife though more
aloof was stunning. Due to the slowed aging process of a Betazoid female
her age was difficult to determine.
The general location of the asteroid generation ship caught her attention
immediately and brought to mind the location of the out of place fire in
the vision she had during the ceremony on Earth and she was completely
certain this was what her spirit guide had been directing her attention to.
If so then there was an element of danger here to her charge, the First
Officer Sienna Williams-Verin. Would it be there? Before, during or after
they arrived?
She had no way of knowing yet. She watched and listened closely as the
officers present made their presence known, waiting in case something came
up that would be of interest to her to remark on.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 0905) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters & aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 15:51:42 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- 2O, Commander Carson Peters &
aCEO, Lieutenant Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 0905)
"Good morning fine officers of the USS Illuminar. I have met a few of you
to my delight and hope to get to know the rest of you during the voyage. My
wife and I will be meeting and welcoming a new race of beings to the Alpha
Quadrant who have been approached before by a Federation vessel. First some
history." Carson paid strong attention to what the Ambassador said. Vex
shuffled in her seat a little, she had one hand on the table and had
allowed Luma to inhabit her so she would feel like she was at the meeting
and more involved.
Riven activated the holographic table and the depiction of an asteroid
solidified above it.
"Some 200 years ago an asteroid generation ship was found by the USS
Enterprise and the Yonarans were settled on a Federation world. There has
been none since then until recently. Just prior to Federation withdrawal to
the core worlds another was discovered just beyond Bajor by the USS
Holmgrim and we have had no contact with them since then. Their course
however was analyzed and the planet they were attempting to reach
discovered. Sadly in the intervening years it has been rendered
uninhabitable due a catastrophic event. The Sharlayans long journey was due
to end in disappointment. Recently however a colony world was targeted that
is sparsely inhabited with over 75% of its land mass available for new
colonists."
"Epsilon Eridani 5. A wonderful place for settlement as you can see and
only five years from their calculated position. The current inhabitants
have also been recently relocated there. They are willing to coexist with
the Sharlayans but would like some assurances. To assuage their concerns
the Illuminar will be doing a cultural survey of the Sharlayans as well as
a biochemical, pathanogenic and ideological work up of the inhabitants to
help put the Eridanis minds at ease."
Another adjustment and the asteroid returned larger than before. "Obviously
the Sharlayans will not be happy to hear their destination needs to be
changed which is our primary purpose there, to set their minds at ease and
bring the greetings of the Eridani to them. There are also numerous details
it will be necessary to work out. I and Michaella will be handling the
negotiations."
He looked around the table. "Are there any questions or concerns?"
?Sir, Lieutenant Gregory, Operations. Do we know what sort of
communication technology the Sharlayans are using? Or if they are amenable
to visitors??
"Asteroid ships are sometimes seen as more technologically advanced than
they are. While I am sure there are differing level of technical prowess I
can say the Sharlayans have no subspace communications, only older style
and very slow radio frequencies due to them being a prewarp though still
space faring civilization that was discovered by accident when the ship was
investigating out of place energy readings on the surface. As for their
demeanor it was noted they were initially suspicious of the motives of the
crew that found them but otherwise friendly and welcoming afterward. "
Riven replied.
?Follow-up to that question, would it be worth considering upgrading their
population system to speed their journey up? It seems another 5 years
would be in intolerable burden to a people who?d been traveling for
hundreds of years??
Riven's smile grew at that question. "I'm certain they would be excited at
the offer. With your Captain's permission I will broach the subject of
studying that system with them to see what may be done. I'm not an engineer
or scientist like some of you are and I don't have that data so I can't
give a certain answer to your question."
He turned his head to look at Sekal who nodded. "Excellent! Starfleet is
always willing to help those in need. Is there anything else?"
Carson cleared his throat, before Vex took control back briefly to say, "Do
we have any data on the ships engine design from the last time a Starfleet
ship visited?"
(Reply any)
Once Vex's query had been dealt with Carson asked, "Do we know how many
Sharlayans are housed on the asteroid ship?"
(Reply Riven, any)
(Posted by Jono Bradley - Carson * Vex)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0910) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory and Pilot Ensign (sg) Vic 'Raid' Montero
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 19:00:58 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory and Pilot Ensign (sg) Vic ?Raid? Montero - 0910)
Montero entered the briefing room, grabbing a cup of coffee and making
his way against the back wall.Briefings like this were generally boring,
as most of the time the shuttle pilot?s role was minimal.He??d have to
remember to talk to Lieutenant Grey Wolf about recommendations for
simulations to learn how to pilot the ships of the line.It was probably
more a focus on power control, and that they can?t turn on a
dime.Sheridan came over and sat next to him. She was turning into a good
co-pilot.He?d be pushing here in the simulations, getting her to take
over the flying.Especially if the upcoming mission didn?t require their
unique skills.
Dieter made his way to the briefing room and took a position at the
table.His PADD was out, and he was monitoring major systems from
here.Looking around the room, he nodded to the officers he recognized.He
was still learning his departments complement, and one day would need to
get them together to improve shift scheduling and such.Gregory felt
shorter shifts at Operations would be better for the department.Two on,
two off for an 8 hour shift would give teams time to work on other
projects, while not burning any one person with a full 8 hour shift.
The Captain began speaking, ?The Illuminar will be leaving dock in four
days time. This mission briefing will introduce you to the parameters of
our upcoming duties. Doctor Riven Mias is an ambassador for the
Federation and some of you have already become acquainted with him. He
will be introducing his diplomatic goals. It will be the task of this
vessel not only to deliver him to his destination but to provide him any
support required.?
~Great~ thought Montero, another diplomat.This was going to make the
trip so much fun.Better he stayed in the shuttle bay to avoid Dr.
Mias.Hope the Captain has read my jacket.
The briefing continued as Gregory started making notes, he had a lot to
do in four days, especially with all the changes to the Illuminar.He had
just started feeling comfortable with the systems on the trip back to
Earth.Such is the life of a Star Fleet officer.
Dr. Mias began, "Good morning fine officers of the USS Illuminar. I have
met a few of you to my delight and hope to get to know the rest of you
during the voyage. My wife and I will be meeting and welcoming a new
race of beings to the Alpha Quadrant who have been approached before by
a Federation vessel. First some history."
~Not bloody likely,~ Montero thought.He still has impulse control issues
when it came to diplomats.Perhaps Dr. Kroger had contacted the
councilors here on the ship.He?d probably better make an appointment.
The mission briefing when on.A survey mission coupled with a diplomatic
mission Gregory noted.He?d have to make sure the sensor arrays were
properly tuned, and check with Engineering on the status of equipment
and such.
The briefing finished and Dr. Mias solicited questions.
?Sir, Lieutenant Gregory, Operations.Do we know what sort of
communication technology the Sharlayans are using?Or if they are
amenable to visitors??
(Reply Mias)
?Follow-up to that question, would it be worth considering upgrading
their population system to speed their journey up?It seems another 5
years would be in intolerable burden to a people who?d been traveling
for hundreds of years??
(Reply Mias)
?Thank you sir.?
(Reply Mias, others)
(Posted by Tim ? Dieter Gregory
and Tim ? Vic Montero)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0913)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2020 22:01:03 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? Federation Ambassador- Dr.
Riven Mias- 0913)
?Sir, Lieutenant Gregory, Operations. Do we know what sort of
communication technology the Sharlayans are using? Or if they are amenable
to visitors??
Riven could be a very talkative sort but made an effort to tone down his
nature. There was a lot that could be said but didn't need to.
"Asteroid ships are sometimes seen as more technologically advanced than
they are. While I am sure there are differing level of technical prowess I
can say the Sharlayans have no subspace communications, only older style
and very slow radio frequencies due to them being a prewarp though still
space faring civilization that was discovered by accident when the ship was
investigating out of place energy readings on the surface.
As for their demeanor it was noted they were initially suspicious of the
motives of the crew that found them but otherwise friendly and welcoming
afterward. "
?Follow-up to that question, would it be worth considering upgrading their
propulsion system to speed their journey up? It seems another 5 years
would be an intolerable burden to a people who?d been traveling for
hundreds of years??
Riven's smile grew at that question. "I'm certain they would be excited at
the offer. With your Captain's permission I will broach the subject of
studying that system with them to see what may be done. I'm not an engineer
or scientist like some of you are and I don't have that data so I can't
give a certain answer to your question."
He turned his head to look at Sekal who nodded. "Excellent! Starfleet is
always willing to help those in need. Is there anything else?"
?Thank you sir.?
"Thank you for two excellent questions. Is there anyone else?"
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0916)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 18:25:38 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven
Mias- 0916)
?Ambassador,"
Riven looked toward the young Vulcan woman in security colors. He was
sensing a number emotions roiling beneath the surface though she was
attempting to hide it. This caused some concern for his part over her well
being.
There were a couple of possibilities that came to mind, one of them
extremely debilitating. Even though her mind was shielded those emotions
were leaking through and to an empath like him impossible to overlook.
Essentially he would have had to shut off his empathic abilities to ignore
them but when in a meeting, especially diplomatic it was helpful to know
the emotional state of the participants.
?it appears that there will be security issues for both sides of your
negotiations. Will you be expecting the need for a security presence at
any of your talks with either the Sharlayans or the Eradani??
"As always I will leave those preparations or precautions to the experts."
He noted. "Should a security detail be recommended I will how do thay say?
Roll with it. The Eridani will not be engaging directly in talks with the
Sharlayans until satisfied with the results of the survey and I am on
excellent terms with them. So I don't see a need for security to be present
during our talks on the ship which will be primarily updating them on how
things are progressing."
(Reply: T'Mur)
"I am aware of how demanding many ambassadorial parties are but you will
find me to be quite different. I am not a full time member of the
diplomatic corps but am called out on special assignments when it is
believed my abilities will prove useful. So I assure you I Iisten very
carefully to the people in charge of security except under extraordinary
circumstances. And I think a security presence when first meeting the
Sharlayans would be prudent as I'm sure you would agree."
(Reply: T'Mur, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0917)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 02:03:20 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0917)
T?Mur could feel the minor reach into her mind, which she assumed was the Betazoid. She had read the Ambassador?s file and was well aware of his accomplishments, but this was not the time for that. She shut door on it tightly.
"As always I will leave those preparations or precautions to the experts." Mais said. "Should a security detail be recommended I will how do thay say? Roll with it.?
~I would not say it that way.~ T?Mur thought to herself, but she got the idea.
"The Eridani will not be engaging directly in talks with the Sharlayans until satisfied with the results of the survey and I am on excellent terms with them. So I don't see a need for security to be present during our talks on the ship which will be primarily updating them on how things are progressing."
?I understand your position Ambassador,? T?Mur conceded. But she allowed her curiosity to get the better of her. ?Sir, if you would indulge? The Eridani people, I am somewhat familiar with them, having had business dealings with them in the past. Once they have negotiated they are quite solid in their position. If they have to make adjustments after you have met with the Sharlayans they may not be as? inviting,"
"I am aware of how demanding many ambassadorial parties are but you will find me to be quite different. I am not a full time member of the diplomatic corps but am called out on special assignments when it is believed my abilities will prove useful. So I assure you I Iisten very carefully to the people in charge of security except under extraordinary circumstances. And I think a security presence when first meeting the Sharlayans would be prudent as I'm sure you would agree."
?Indeed,? she replied and sat down. Nothing else needed to be said. As she sat her eyes met those of Lee. He clearly looked unhappy, but she was not sure about what. She was certain that she would find out later.
(reply Lee)
(posted by Al Muir)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0926)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mia
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 03:04:34 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Briefing Room - Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven
Mias- 0926)
"I don't have a ton of experience with negotiation but I am a strong empath
and can use that set of skills to aide the negotiation. If anyone is
lying, I will know. I can also use their emotional states to guide the
process."
Riven turned his smile to the Counselor.
"Thank you for your interest. It would be good to have someone with me to
help with that while my mind is focused on other things. If your department
can spare you I accept the offer."
"Ambassador, if I assume correctly, these people are unfamiliar with
Starfleet technology?"
Riven looked down the table to see another Vulcan, this one in blue and
undoubtedly with Science.
"That is correct. Great care was taken during first contact to ensure there
was no contamination."
"How would we ensure that our mission does not interfere with their
development, and by that extension, impede upon the Prime Directive?"
"Ah! A most excellent question!" Riven was completely unfazed by the
question. "Thank you for bringing it up. This is at the heart of why the
briefing was withheld for so long. There were a number of sticking points
to work on due to the Prime Directive so let's count them off and answer
them shall we?" He looked about the table with a serious expression.
"First contact came as I noted by accident when the USS Holmgrim discovered
what they thought was a rogue asteroid. During their investigation they
found it was inhabited by a space faring race. They reported this to
Command who let it lie for a number of years. Why has this come up
recently? When it was discovered the planet they are attempting to reach is
no longer habitable nor is there any suitable world nearby for them to
colonize.
The Sharlayans are pre-warp certainly but space faring and they need a
suitable world to inhabit. This is not the first time StarFleet has
encountered such a group. I've already mentioned Yonada. They were
traveling to an already inhabited world and were actually off course for
the one that was their destination. This was found and corrected."
He nodded at Stennin.
"In legal terms then this establishes precedence. Something has been done
before and becomes a precedent for succeeding situations that are similar.
While the Sharlayans are not going to a Federation member world they are
most certainly facing a dead end.
Should the Federation stand by and leave them to their own devices or
assist them in finding a suitable home? The Fabrini descendants on Yonada
became Federation members, it was decided the Sharlayans would be extended
the same opportunity.
Having decided this Command set out to find them a suitable colony world,
located one and negotiated with the Eridani. From that the mission that
this briefing covers has been formulated."
He stood to his full 5'8" and drew in a big gulp of air. "So where does
that leave us now? If the Sharlayans agree to settle with the Eridani and
pass their requirements they will be exposed to Federation technology but
until that point comes their exposure to such technology is to be limited
to that which is deemed necessary. That turn of phrase is open to broad
interpretation but anything used around them will have to be carefully
considered. Contamination therefore is inevitable but will be introduced
slowly and in stages as they prove capable of managing it."
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0926)- Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mia
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 16:11:37 +0000 (UTC)
Ok Cue me in when the games begin.
On Tuesday, December 15, 2020, 03:53:51 AM EST, Charles Gatling via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Briefing Room -? Federation Ambassador- Dr. Riven Mias- 0926)
"I don't have a ton of experience with negotiation but I am a strong empath and can use that set of skills to aide the negotiation.? If anyone is lying, I will know.? I can also use their emotional states to guide the process."
Riven turned his smile to the Counselor.?
"Thank you for your interest. It would be good to have someone with me to help with that while my mind is focused on other things. If your department can spare you I accept the offer."
"Ambassador, if I assume correctly, these people are unfamiliar with Starfleet technology?"
Riven looked down the table to see another Vulcan, this one in blue and undoubtedly with Science.
"That is correct. Great care was taken during first contact to ensure there was no contamination."
"How would we ensure that our mission does not interfere with their development, and by that extension, impede upon the Prime Directive?"
"Ah! A most excellent question!" Riven was completely unfazed by the question. "Thank you for bringing it up. This is at the heart of why the briefing was withheld for so long. There were a number of sticking points to work on due to the Prime Directive so let's count them off and answer them shall we?" He looked about the table with a serious expression.
"First contact came as I noted by accident when the USS Holmgrim discovered what they thought was a rogue asteroid. During their investigation they found it was inhabited by a space faring race. They reported this to Command who let it lie for a number of years. Why has this come up recently? When it was discovered the planet they are attempting to reach is no longer habitable nor is there any suitable world nearby for them to colonize.
The Sharlayans are pre-warp certainly but space faring and they need a suitable world to inhabit. This is not the first time StarFleet has encountered such a group. I've already mentioned Yonada. They were traveling to an already inhabited world and were actually off course for the one that was their destination. This was found and corrected."
He nodded at Stennin.?
"In legal terms then this establishes precedence. Something has been done before and becomes a precedent for succeeding situations that are similar.
While the Sharlayans are not going to a Federation member world they are most certainly facing a dead end.
Should the Federation stand by and leave them to their own devices or assist them in finding a suitable home? The Fabrini descendants on Yonada became Federation members, it was decided the Sharlayans would be extended the same opportunity.
Having decided this Command set out to find them a suitable colony world, located one and negotiated with the Eridani. From that the mission that this briefing covers has been formulated."
He stood to his full 5'8" and drew in a big gulp of air. "So where does that leave us now? If the Sharlayans agree to settle with the Eridani and pass their requirements they will be exposed to Federation technology but until that point comes their exposure to such technology is to be limited to that which is deemed necessary. That turn of phrase is open to broad interpretation but anything used around them will have to be carefully considered. Contamination therefore is inevitable but will be introduced slowly and in stages as they prove capable of managing it."
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."--
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 0930) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 18:37:42 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar Deck 1 - Briefing Room - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory)
Gregory listed with interest as the question about Prime Directive
raised by one of the science officers.The ethical nature of the Prime
Directive was always debated in various Ethics classes at the
Academy.The Ambassador raised some good points.He would have loved to
see him debate his ethics instructor, Professor Sh?ezirherh.
Thinking back to those academy classes, he remembered one exchange.
?What about the law of the sea?? he had asked once.?That required that
the Master of a vessel was obligated to render assistance to those in
distress at sea.Doesn?t Star Fleet have the same obligation to render aid??
His professor lowered her eyes at him.Her stare transfixed Gregory, as
if she could see his inner most thoughts.?Mr. Gregory, who, therefore,
is to be judge if a civilization is in distress?What does distress look
like.At sea, yes it?s easy to see distress.And even in space, we can see
distress. However, should Star Fleet interfere and change the course of
a culture?s development, there can be drastic unintended
consequences.Look at the case study of Ekos, of Sigma Iotia II.The
impact of cultural contamination did irreparable harm.Tragic as it is,
our non-interference is sacrosanct.We cannot play God by interfering
with natural cultural development.?
?Even if that costs the loss of over 60 civilizations and counting??
?Yes, even at that cost.?
?Franklin Roosevelt, president of the United States during the 20^th
century once said, ?If your neighbors house is on fire, you don?t haggle
over the price of the garden hose.?Ma?am, we know there are too many
things in this universe we can?t do.Why shouldn?t we help them when we can.?
?Mr. Gregory, just because we could help them, if we don?t stop to think
if we should, we would be no better than those from your own history
responsible for the Eugenics war.Many planets have had a similar
experience.We must do better than that.And yes, evolution is a very
harsh mistress.To lift a civilization up with technology that is so far
removed from their understanding to seem as if magic, is not the answer.?
Gregory shook his head and returned to the present, having missed much
of the discussion.He noted that the Ambassador stood straight up, and
continued."So where does that leave us now? If the Sharlayans agree to
settle with the Eridani and pass their requirements they will be exposed
to Federation technology but until that point comes their exposure to
such technology is to be limited to that which is deemed necessary. That
turn of phrase is open to broad interpretation but anything used around
them will have to be carefully considered. Contamination therefore is
inevitable but will be introduced slowly and in stages as they prove
capable of managing it."
He blinked twice, noticing the giant Bajoran standing next to the
Ambassador.Still wearing the same blue shirt and red bow tie.The man
looked right at Gregory and spoke, ?It is happening again.?
Dieter tried to discretely activate his PADD, starting a scan of the
area as the Giant spoke again.?It is happening again.?
The results of the scan were displayed on the PADD, and clearly there
was nothing there.No one extra was in the room, everyone accounted
for.?Impossible,? He said outloud.
(Reply anyone)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0931)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2020 00:52:49 +0000
ission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0931)
T?Mur looked over at Gregory during his exchange. She was confused by this ships unreasonable connection with the twentieth century on Earth. She had heard more references to it in the last two days than she had the entire time she spent in the academy ? on Earth. It was? fascinating to say the least.
And clearly Lt. Greggory missed every ethics class on the Prime Directive in the academy. This was not a whim of some over bearing admiral or diplomat. This was one of the basic laws Starfleet. ~Why are we even having this discussion?~ Her irritation began to stir in her mind, and she realized that she would need to go to sickbay directly after this briefing, which, in her mind, should already be over.
Suddenly she recognized the look on Gregory?s face. He had, as Andrea would have put it, checked out. He was no longer listening as if something else were going on in his mind. She could see something change. His passive and ?checked out? look turned to one of anxiety and concern. She saw hi take out his tricorder to clandestinely scan the room. The look on his face as he got the results of the scan gave him more concern.
She was no more than a few seats from him when he exclaimed, ?Impossible.?
She moved quickly and quietly to kneel by his side. ?What is impossible, Lieutenant?? she asked. ?Is everything all right??
(reply Gregory)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0931)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2020 03:07:58 +0000
NRPG: Forgive oh great God of the compile, but my last post was in error and this one is to correct that error. I shall make my human sacrifice soon.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0931)
T?Mur looked at the exchange regarding the Prime Directive. If there was one thing that she was sure of was as important as the Prime Directive was, and as much emphasis that was put upon, including several ethics classes based on it, Starfleet had found every way feasible to circumnavigate it. History showed time and time again the human inability to stay out of the affairs of other races, including underdeveloped worlds, to avoid uncomfortable questions or consequences. The conversation was intriguing, but inevitably pointless. They were going to do what they were going to do, and all that was left was to rationalize their actions.
Then a sound caught her attention. It was the hum of a tricorder. A few seats away was the Assistant Chief of Ops, and he was scanning for something. He was being very discrete, but stilll he was scanning. He looked? how did Andrea put it? checked out. His eyes seemed unfocused, but he looked as though he were looking at something. But the word was unmistakeable.
?Impossible,? he said.
She was only a few seats away and she moved quickly and quietly to kneel by his side. ?What is impossible, Lieutenant?? she asked. ?Is everything all right??
(reply Gregory)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (08 -0933) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2020 13:11:07 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference room ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory - 0933)
?Impossible,? Gregory said looking at the incoming results of his scanning.
Out of his peripheral vision, he saw one of the new crew, T?Mur he
recalled the name, knelt next to his chair.?What is impossible,
Lieutenant?? she asked, ?Is everything all right??
Gregory was shaken out of his reverie, the giant was gone.And the scans
showed nothing conclusive.He?s have to get to his station to analyze the
data in more detail.Unfortunately, he didn?t have access to the scans
from the time on Deep Space 9 when the giant appeared.
?Sorry,? he whispered, ?Everything is ok, just an experiment didn?t
yield the predicted results Ensign.Thanks for asking.?
(Reply T?Mur, any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0935)- Federation Ambassador- Dr Riven Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2020 12:34:40 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? Federation Ambassador- Dr
Riven Mias - 0935)
Riven read concern, confusion and disbelief coming from the Operations
officer. His tricorder scans and "Impossible" exclamation were a quandary.
The female Vulcan investigated immediately and there was a whispered
bypass which was over quickly.
The Betazoid looked about the room at the counseling staff present
wondering which one of them would be following up on the incident. As for
himself... curiosity would be bringing him to Lieutenant Gregory's vicinity
in the near future. That was the way of things. He wouldn't interfere in
the duties of the counseling staff but perhaps he might be able to help in
a different way.
All the questions appeared to be at an end so he turned the floor over to
his wife.
(Reply: Michaella, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0936)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2020 22:03:56 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0936)
?Sorry,? Gregory whispered, ?Everything is ok, just an experiment didn?t yield the predicted results Ensign. Thanks for asking.?
T?Mur raised an eyebrow and almost frowned. She was pretty certain that the human was lying to her. She had trouble with lying. She was aware that many species used lying as though it were an essential part of their survival process. But she was not used to it from allies she barely knew. It did not support trust. However, she also knew that pointing out her point of view at this moment would not be well received, by anyone.
She also noted that Mias had caught the transaction, and could sense his telepathic reach. She gently ushered his thoughts towards Gregory as she had already gotten enough of his attention from her own problems.
?Very well Ensign Gregory,? T?Mur deferred. ?I suggest you contain your ? enthusiasm.?
She went back to her seat but continued to watch Gregory to the end of the meeting.
(reply any, none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0936)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Thu, 17 Dec 2020 01:55:16 +0000
NRPG: Alright, apparently T?Mur felt she had the authority to demote Gregory. I have fixed this and added a reason she might speak to him the way she did. Vulcans!
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0936)
?Sorry,? Gregory whispered, ?Everything is ok, just an experiment didn?t yield the predicted results Ensign. Thanks for asking.?
T?Mur raised an eyebrow and almost frowned. She was pretty certain that the human was lying to her. She had trouble with lying. She was aware that many species used lying as though it were an essential part of their survival process. But she was not used to it from allies she barely knew. It did not support trust. However, she also knew that pointing out her point of view at this moment would not be well received, by anyone.
She also noted that Mias had caught the transaction, and could sense his telepathic reach. She gently ushered his thoughts towards Gregory as she had already gotten enough of his attention from her own problems.
?Very well Lt. Gregory,? T?Mur deferred. ?I suggest you contain your ? enthusiasm. Yu are drawing attention.?
She went back to her seat but continued to watch Gregory to the end of the meeting.
(reply any, none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0945)- StarFleet R&D- Vice-Admiral Saleke
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 14:41:21 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? StarFleet R&D- Vice-Admiral
Saleke - 0945)
After Michaella had concluded and retaken her seat Saleke stood up and took
her place. His green eyes took in everyone seated at the table or leaning
against the wall.
His voice was dispassionate as expected, carrying no emotion.
"Vice-Admiral Haynes of StarFleet Tactical and myself have set up a war
game of which Illuminar will take part against three ships. These ships are
representative of the greatest that the older generation of ships can offer
and it is expected that their espirit de corps and motivation will be high.
Your task in the war game will be especially difficult... take them down if
you can."
He paused for an instant. "The technological advances on this vessel have
been duly noted and give you a comparative advantage against any one and
even two of these ships. Against three you are at a disadvantage. It needs
to be clearly understood however that technology on its own is merely a
tool therefore you have been given a larger equivalent kit but it is what
you do with those tools that will determine the outcome."
He folded his arms across his chest. "Winning the war game if you do so
will be a tremendous accomplishment while losing against such odds would
not be unexpected. Keep in mind that while the actions of the officers will
be weighed during the battle the primary purpose is to test the offensive
and defensive systems aboard the ship so that Command will have a baseline
of comparison of the new ships against known Federation enemies and what
they might expect of the fleet going forward."
He stepped closer to the table.
"The war game will begin at any point after you leave dock on the twelfth,
the time of the engagement and its location will be subject to the enemy
commanders and their operational coordinator. The rules of engagement have
been given to the command crew of this ship and will be followed to the
letter. " He turned his head to look at Sekal as he stepped away from the
table. "The meeting is yours Captain."
Sekal nodded. "The crew will now have rotating liberty in three hour
increments for the next week. The department heads will be in charge of
scheduling leave for those within their departments. You are all dismissed."
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 0945) Betazoid Ambassador Dr. Michaella Kirien-Mias
From: kelesiadesign at gmail.com (Melinda Gatling)
Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2020 23:49:53 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Conference Room ? Betazoid Ambassador Dr.
Michaella Kirien-Mias - 0941)
Michaella was a tall, early sixties aged woman with the usual dark betazoid
eyes and black hair, which had a streak of white going through it. She
carried no extra weight, and was dressed in the ambassadorial robes
coloured orange and gold. She wore her waist length hair braided back from
her face but left loose from the nape of her neck to flow. Se wore no
jewelry other than a pair of sparkling diamond earrings.
"My Imzadi has spoken to our part in the mission, but I am also here to
study with Luma'lenai. Her knowledge of pre-Betazed culture is of vital
interest to the government of my planet. I look forward to speaking at
length with both her and her bondmate. But I am also here to gather
knowledge about how she interacts with the ship and crew. It is unique in
all the Federation worlds to have a sentient starship partnered as the
Illuminar is. My door is always open."
She smiled, not inviting questions before she retook her seat. Her
attention had drifted around the room, and she smiled at all of them as she
did so. It then drifted back to Sekal, then his father, Saleke who she had
known well, but her Imzadi had known better.
(reply any)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0950)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 00:14:24 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0950)
T?Mur sat patiently as the crowd dispersed from the conference room. When most of the crew were gone she stood and walked with focus. She had yet to introduce herself to the CO. Her initial orders were to report in to the acting Chief of Security, and she had arrived at the briefing early, so she had no opportunity to meet the captain. However, she felt it was appropriate to announce herself to the CO now.
Straightening her shoulders and bringing herself to her full height she approached Captain Sekal. She stopped half a meter short of the CO, and waited to be noticed.
(reply Sekal)
?Captain Sekal,? T?mur said, ?I have not had an opportunity to introduce myself. Ensign T?Mur.?
(reply Sekal)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0953)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 12:50:12 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- CO, Captain Sekal- 0953)
Sekal stood to the side as he watched the officers file from the conference
room which took several minutes due to the press. The briefing had been
exhaustive and the pointed questions had brought out a good deal of
background information to work from. As always the Prime Directive was a
consideration but due to the situation had been alleviated to some extent
allowing for greater freedom in dealing with the Sharlayans. Some might
find this regrettable but he took no stance on the matter. The ship would
carry out the orders given to it.
He noted their new security officer approach and await his attention. Her
questions had been apropos as well. He gave her his full attention then
spoke.
"How may I assist you Ensign?"
?Captain Sekal, I have not had an opportunity to introduce myself. Ensign
T?Mur.?
He nodded his head. "Indeed, your name is known to me. Welcome aboard the
Illuminar Ensign T'Mur."
(Reply: T'Mur)
"I have noted a great deal of activity within the Security Department over
the last three days. What is your assessment of the department?"
(Reply: T'Mur)
(posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0954)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 21:42:40 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0954)
"Indeed, your name is known to me,? Sekal admitted. "Welcome aboard the Illuminar Ensign T'Mur."
T?Mur nodded in acknowledgment, ?Indeed. Thank you Captain.? She opted not to ask why her name was unknown. She could only surmise that he is aware of every crewman on board.
"I have noted a great deal of activity within the Security Department over the last three days,? Sekal stated. "What is your assessment of the department??
The question brought the rise of an eyebrow. She pondered how to answer the question. As the captain was looking for an objective evaluation fro a dispassionate point of view.
?I find the department to be full of dichotomous ideals. Ensign Lee is doing an admirable job of taking on a department that he is not particularly prepared for. However, his edicts go between wanting to be an understanding and caring co-worker, and being so strict that they take no other ideas into consideration. Either way is not necessarily bad, but together they can be a bit confusing. During the training exercise to test the new battle suits Ensign Lee put me as the team leader, even though I was the most junior officer in the exercise. Then he joined the exercise, rather than watch as a disinterested bystander. His reasoning was, to say the least, an emotional gamble. I would have thought he would want to see how I respond to orders before he gave me an opportunity to deliver them. That being said I found the exercise stimulating, if not a bit violent.?
(reply Sekal)
?I mean no disrespect to Ensign Lee,? she continued. ?He is an excellent officer and certainly knows the department. I do not wish to question your decision to put his as the department chief.?
(reply Sekal)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0954)- SO T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2020 08:27:52 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- SO, Ensign T'Mur- 0957)
"Have you spent any time in The Forge on Vulcan?? Seal asked.
Of all the questions T?Mur had anticipated this one had not even reach a theoretical possibility. Her experience with the Forge had been a very personal one. She had spent three weeks walking across the seders on her own. She had gone out to find herself, and came back with a new perspective on life? and a pet Sehlat that had left her with abdominal lacerations.
?indeed I have,? she replied. ?I spent three weeks on a pilgrimage across the Forge. I might say that it is the reason I joined Starfleet."
He cooked his head slightly in interest at her answer." I see. I have a holodeck program given to me by the Admiral that you might find... stimulating and your insights might prove valuable if you are interested. There should be time tomorrow to introduce you to it if you are amenable."
T?Mur blinked, realizing he honor he had just bestowed upon her. ?Sir, it would be a most enlightening experience. I would be curious to discover if there are some landmarks that I had encountered on my journey. I would be honored to accompany you.?
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-0956)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 23:00:12 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- CO, Captain Sekal- 0956)
?I find the department to be full of dichotomous ideals. Ensign Lee is
doing an admirable job of taking on a department that he is not
particularly prepared for. However, his edicts go between wanting to be an
understanding and caring co-worker, and being so strict that they take no
other ideas into consideration. Either way is not necessarily bad, but
together they can be a bit confusing. During the training exercise to test
the new battle suits Ensign Lee put me as the team leader, even though I
was the most junior officer in the exercise. Then he joined the exercise,
rather than watch as a disinterested bystander. His reasoning was, to say
the least, an emotional gamble. I would have thought he would want to see
how I respond to orders before he gave me an opportunity to deliver them.
That being said I found the exercise stimulating, if not a bit violent.?
Seksl listened to her rundown of the department with interest. He had
absorbed a great deal from the Admiral over the years and one thing he had
noted was that the best way to find out the potential of an officer was to
put them into situations that require growth and then monitor their
progress.
Ensign Lee had made a number of gains in 'rounding the department into
shape' in the human vernacular as well as setting up training programs that
should pay off both in the short term as well as in the future and the CO
was going to continue to monitor developments. Some 'hiccups' were to be
expected in the short term. Other tests were coming. How would that
training impact the war game that was upcoming? According to Saleke the
true test of an officer was during a time of crisis.
NRPG: For background on this policy read the massive JP on the destruction
of Starbase Geneva and the death of Jopek. I noted in posting the USS
Furious how Saleke monitored OPS officer Lt. Randall. Initially panicked by
the situation he settled down and performed his job well.
You will also note the Andorian Nav/Conn officer Kera Sheia and how much
she was valued even though she had some 'hiccups' in performance.
As noted during the Reboot Kera Sheia became Kar, both Captain and master
of the premier warship in the Andorian arsenal the Kir Kumari. She was a
delight to post as she was trained initially under Saleke. Now this was all
done 'off camera' so to speak but I think she turned out to be a good CO as
well as a good character to post. Initially angry at the Federation she was
able to overcome that and be a good leader as well as diplomat and it
showed in her dealings with both the Andorian Ambassador Sei Lara and
Admiral (at the time) Remae Ktell.
RPG:
He game a small nod at her summary. "Your candor is appreciated. I
anticipate the department will level off over time. Your own test in the
simulation according to the report I received was both well executed and
logical."
?I mean no disrespect to Ensign Lee. He is an excellent officer and
certainly knows the department. I do not wish to question your decision to
put his as the department chief.?
"Understood. Your concern is noted but unnecessary. I asked for your
insight and you gave it efficiently. Had I not wished for a logical
summation I would not have asked for it. Have you spent any time in The
Forge on Vulcan?"
(Reply: T'Mur)
He cooked his head slightly in interest at her answer." I see. I have a
holodeck program given to me by the Admiral that you might find...
stimulating and your insights might prove valuable if you are interested.
There should be time tomorrow to introduce you to it if you are amenable."
(Reply: T'Mur)
(Posted by Charles G)
NRPG: As stated before that program is not recommended for non-Vulcans and
the "training" would be considered on the extreme end. It is set up to
toughen up a participant before the actual training begins. If any would
like to participate in a free style holodeck program I would be amenable to
setting up a Skyrim scenario during the next mission downtime initiated by
Hammons.
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (08 - 1000) Sec PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 14:48:56 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 5 ? Holodeck 1 ? Security PO3 Hercules Devers -- 1000)
Devers entered the Holodeck for the weekly non-com sparring session.
Knowing that there would be the potential for having to repel borders
from multiple ships, there was an added energy in the room as everyone
wanted a piece of the action.While the Chief had not filled the
department in on his ideas, so everyone was speculating.
Devers put on his sparring gloves and tied his headband in place.Collier
was at the front.?OK you mutts.Lets get this show on the road.Starting
with the daily dozen.?
Everyone groaned, Collier loved the old school daily dozen developed by
Walter Camp in the early 20^th century.They were not hard but required
focus on form to get right.
?Arms out.Palms up.Begin the Grind.Three reps.GO.?
Devers put his arms out, elbows locked and begin the slow
circles.Forward five times, backwards five time.
Time passed as they completed the last exercise, the ?Wing?.
?OK, good job everyone.Pursuant to the Chief?s orders, we?ll do our run
in here.Computer, begin seaside run 1.?
The room turned into a nice seaside, warm breezes and the sounds of
seagulls.?We?re doing three miles in sand.Ready, double time.?
The group started out at a trot.Running on sand was a better workout,
and being barefoot, Devers appreciated it more than a harder surface.
The team made good time and ended their run at a beach side dojo.
Collier?s preferences again showing in the structure of their practice
location. ?Pair up, and we?ll practice takedowns.?
Everyone paired up, with Devers paired with Collier, his turn to be the
sacrificial take down dummy for this training.
?Now,? Collier began, ?It is important to use the attacker?s momentum
against them.?
(Reply any security wanting some fun)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1000)- Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2020 18:37:36 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 ? ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1000)
Lt Keung Lee looked at his folder which was full of documents which he downloaded from his computer. He preferred handling and looking at pieces of paper rather than scrolling through a screenful of data nor he did want to be distracted by the computer reading it out loud to him. There was an old fashion feel to it. Knowing in some way he was the one in control rather than technology. For most of the morning, he had been working on duty rosters for the security teams, reading progress reports from his senior officers, amending policies, setting targets and signing requisition forms. He was finishing an action plan relating to security issues for the forthcoming war games.
The door whoosh open and the shift leaders, Armoury officer Carol Linnis and the four instructors walked in, greeted Keung as they took their seats around the table for their 10.00 weekly briefing. Keung watched as they chatted among themselves
?Good morning.? Started Keung. The room went quiet as the officers in the room concentrated on listening to him. I have a few short agenda items so hopefully we can be out of here shortly. Okay let?s begin.?
He turned to Carol. ?What?s the status on the missing phasers??
Carol had a wide beam on her face as she consulted her padd. ?Thanks to the diligent efforts of security officers, we were able to account for all the missing phasers. They are now in their respective lockers throughout the ship. We are now able to control access to all location of the phaser lockers from a central point in the Security Monitoring Centre. Command staff, Security officers and designated crew members n can still access the phaser lockers but in the event of a major incident, you at the flick of a command could release all the codes to the weapons.?
?Well done, PO Linnis.? Smiled Keung. ?I do think, however, apart from myself, there should be a couple of others who could be responsible for releasing the codes to the weapons. You should be one of them. Now regarding the upcoming war games, I want to share a few ideas with regarding the Security Department. I want to introduce a new training programme mainly for the security officers:?
Keung consulted his notes and then pass a set of folders to the participants in the room. ?There is a summary note at the beginning of the training programme of what is going to be involved. I suggest that you instructors get together to fresh out the practical details in implementing the training. Basically, these are a range of activities which include circuit training; hand-to-hand combat training; weapons identification, repelling on board intruders as well as strategies for boarding the enemy?s ships.?
Ensign Picard, Beta shift leader looked up from reading his folder. ?Do we have any information of knowing ships will be taking part in the wargames??
?Not yet.? Said Keung ?Why you ask??
?If there are opportunities to be engage in boarding actions...which I suspect might be part of a strategy that command staff might be considering, then we will need deck plans and specs?
?which is exactly what the other side might consider as well. As soon as I found who the opposition is, we will be in a position to get those plans. Perhaps put together a working party to write some Holosuite programs of those decks so the designated boarding parties can get some practice in. This bring me nicely to the next point of involving specific Security personnel to board ships Again it will be the command staff who will decide if there is any going to be any boarding action in the first place and how many will be on the boarding parties. I would like you shift leaders to keep an eye out any Security officers on your shift who have the skills and experience who would make ideal boarders. Priority goes to those officers who are Battle suit certified, have hand to hand combat skills and if they have experience of being on boarding partied. All the better.?
?What about our strategies for repelling boarders? asked ensign Shah, who was Alpha shift leader
?I was just coming to that.? Said Keung, and pointed to the folder which Ensign Shah was holding. ?You find all the details on page 6. Basically, throughout the war games, I want static patrols at key locations on the ship. For example, engineering, bridge and so forth, airlocks. I would like to organise the formation of a couple of rapid response teams made up of four members who can get to wherever help is needed. An idea is to take advantage of site-to-site transport.?
?I have an idea.? Said Carol ?Why not store the rapid response teams in a transport buffer. That way if help is needed, it is a simple case of dematerialising the teams at the precise location
Now that is an idea as Keung made a note of this strategy, ?Interesting. I will fire off an email to Commander Carson for his opinion. I think there maybe medical and engineering issues implications not to mention ethical issues involved but I let you know. The final thing I want to say is that during the wargames, I want to provide discrete close protection for the command officers and that?s all they will do. Again shift leaders, could you single out any Security Officers who can be assigned to close protection duties and let me have your recommendations. Right if there is nothing else, meeting over.?
When he was alone again, Keung typed an email to Commander Carson asking for his thoughts on the idea of a rapid response team being placed into the transport buffer during the war games and
be rematerialized in locations where extreme help is needed. He also asked for the name of the opposition ships that Illuminar would be facing and to be given access to deck plans and specifications.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1000)- Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2020 09:07:51 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 ? ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1000)<tel:+441000>
Keung Lee looked at his folder which was full of documents which he downloaded from his computer. He preferred handling and looking at pieces of paper rather than scrolling through a screenful of data nor he did want to be distracted by the computer reading it out loud to him. There was an old fashion feel to it. Knowing in some way he was the one in control rather than technology. For most of the morning, he had been working on duty rosters for the security teams, reading progress reports from his senior officers, amending policies, setting targets and signing requisition forms. He was finishing an action plan relating to security issues for the forthcoming war games.
The door whoosh open and the shift leaders, Armoury officer Carol Linnis and the four instructors walked in, greeted Keung as they took their seats around the table for their 10.00<tel:+441000> weekly briefing. Keung watched as they chatted among themselves
?Good morning.? Started Keung. The room went quiet as the officers in the room concentrated on listening to him. I have a few short agenda items so hopefully we can be out of here shortly. Okay let?s begin.?
He turned to Carol. ?What?s the status on the missing phasers??
Carol had a wide beam on her face as she consulted her padd. ?Thanks to the diligent efforts of security officers, we were able to account for all the missing phasers. They are now in their respective lockers throughout the ship. We are now able to control access to all location of the phaser lockers from a central point in the Security Monitoring Centre. Command staff, Security officers and designated crew members n can still access the phaser lockers but in the event of a major incident, you at the flick of a command could release all the codes to the weapons.?
?Well done, PO Linnis.? Smiled Keung. ?I do think, however, apart from myself, there should be a couple of others who could be responsible for releasing the codes to the weapons. You should be one of them. Now regarding the upcoming war games, I want to share a few ideas with regarding the Security Department. I want to introduce a new training programme mainly for the security officers:?
Keung consulted his notes and then pass a set of folders to the participants in the room. ?There is a summary note at the beginning of the training programme of what is going to be involved. I suggest that you instructors get together to fresh out the practical details in implementing the training. Basically, these are a range of activities which include circuit training; hand-to-hand combat training; weapons identification, repelling on board intruders as well as strategies for boarding the enemy?s ships.?
Ensign Picard, Beta shift leader looked up from reading his folder. ?Do we have any information of knowing ships will be taking part in the wargames??
?Not yet.? Said Keung ?Why you ask??
?If there are opportunities to be engage in boarding actions...which I suspect might be part of a strategy that command staff might be considering, then we will need deck plans and specs?
?which is exactly what the other side might consider as well. As soon as I found who the opposition is, we will be in a position to get those plans. Perhaps put together a working party to write some Holosuite programs of those decks so the designated boarding parties can get some practice in. This bring me nicely to the next point of involving specific Security personnel to board ships Again it will be the command staff who will decide if there is any going to be any boarding action in the first place and how many will be on the boarding parties. I would like you shift leaders to keep an eye out any Security officers on your shift who have the skills and experience who would make ideal boarders. Priority goes to those officers who are Battle suit certified, have hand to hand combat skills and if they have experience of being on boarding partied. All the better.?
?What about our strategies for repelling boarders? asked ensign Shah, who was Alpha shift leader
?I was just coming to that.? Said Keung, and pointed to the folder which Ensign Shah was holding. ?You find all the details on page 6. Basically, throughout the war games, I want static patrols at key locations on the ship. For example, engineering, bridge and so forth, airlocks. I would like to organise the formation of a couple of rapid response teams made up of four members who can get to wherever help is needed. An idea is to take advantage of site-to-site transport. Then for the rest of the security officers, I want on going patrols throughout the ship. Everyone to be armed with phasers...no non energy or melee weapons...set at low stun settings. Any boarders captured to be placed in the brig or we can adapt one of the holosuites as a brig.
?I have an idea.? Said Carol ?Why not store the rapid response teams in the ransport buffer. That way if help is needed, it is a simple case of dematerialising the teams at the precise location
Now that is an idea as Keung made a note of this strategy, ?Interesting. I will fire off an email to Commander Carson for his opinion. I think there maybe medical and engineering issues implications not to mention ethical issues involved but I let you know. The final thing I want to say is that during the wargames, I want to provide discrete close protection for the command officers and that?s all they will do. Again shift leaders, could you single out any Security Officers who can be assigned to close protection duties and let me have your recommendations. Right if there is nothing else, meeting over.?
When he was alone again, Keung typed an email to Commander Carson asking for his thoughts on the idea of a rapid response team being placed into the transport buffer during the war games andr rematerialized in locations where extreme help is needed. He also asked for the name of the opposition ships that Illuminar would be facing and to be given access to deck plans and specifications.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 1034) 2O, Cmdr Carson Peters
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 14:45:42 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar, Personal Quarters - 2O, Commander Carson Peters - 1034)
Having spent the morning preparing through a few simulations, and checking
off reports, Carson had returned to his quarters to grab a mid-morning
snack. As he walked through the doors he made it to the request sent to him
by the assistant Chief of Security, Ensign Keung Lee. Tapping the report
open, he placed the padd on the table and moved to the replicator and
ordered a cappuccino with a caramel shot, hot.
Sipping the drink he began to read Keungs' report, it was the ins and out
of his plan to help defend the ship and if required board the enemy vessels
with his Security teams. He got to Keungs additional suggestions and the
request to keep part of the team inside the ships transport buffers when he
spat out the coffee that was in his mouth in surprise. Chuckling to himself
he tapped his comm badge,
"Commander Peters to Ensign Lee. Ensign I've looked through your report and
the request to utilise the transport buffers will have to be denied. I
can't however deny the creative thinking behind it, it's just that it goes
agaisnt advice from Starfleet Medical. We can't have any of your team
coming down with Barclay psychosis for a simulation."
(Reply Keung)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 1034) Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung
From: Tsangjk at outlook.com (John Tsang)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 18:55:24 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.40
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 ? ACS office. Assistant Chief of Security Ensign Keung Lee - 1040)
Keung was waiting for a reply from Commander Carson Peters regarding the idea to utilise the transport buffers when Armoury officer Carol Linnis reappeared in the ACS office. ?I?ve just want to give you the evaluation report regarding the use of the Battlesuits.? She said, holding a folder.?I didn?t want to say anything in the meeting because the report was being prepared.?
?Take a seat? invited Keung as he glanced at the report as Carol sat down and place the report on Keung?s desk. He left it untouched. He looked up at the Petty Officer. ?Okay, Ms Linnis. Just gave me a summary of what?s in the report please.?
Carol gathered her thoughts together. ?Well..basically overall the Battlesuit is a 70% success although it has its limitations in the field as demonstrated in the holo training programmes. It quite effective in large settings but difficult in confined environments and its eats up energy if all the functions are used extensively. For example, using the phaser arm and the camouflage emitter. Otherwise use properly it?s quite a powerful weapon. Also in the report are evaluations by the instructors of the users. What they concerned about is the user overdependency of relying on the technology of the Battlesuit to achieve their tasks. The instructors also commented that ?situation awareness? is greatly diminished.?.
?Thank you.? Keung wondered why the instructors didn?t bring this matter up in the meeting. Perhaps they were waiting for the report to be printed!! However the instructors did bring up the matter of providing ?situation awareness training.?
"Commander Peters to Ensign Lee. Ensign I've looked through your report and the request to utilise the transport buffers will have to be denied. I can't however deny the creative thinking behind it, it's just that it goes against advice from Starfleet Medical. We can't have any of your team coming down with Barclay psychosis for a simulation."
Keung looked at Carol?s face who looked disappointed. He tapped his comm badge ?Ensign Lee to Commander Peters. Acknowledge. I?m sending you an evaluation report on the results of the Battlesuit training. Lee out.?
?Well, there?s your answer.? Smiled Keung.
?What?s Barclay psychosis?? asked Carol. She had never heard of this condition before.
?It?s named after a Starfleet officer called Lieutenant Reginald Barclay who in 2368 believed he was suffering from transporter psychosis after he was infected by quasi-energy microbes. Apparently transport psychosis is caused by a breakdown of neurochemicals during transport which affects the body?s motor and brain functions. This results in paranoid delusions, hallucinations and hysteria, Apparently it is very rare. I guess Commander Carson didn?t want to risk anything happening to the Security officers if they were put into a transport buffer.? Explained Keung.
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1037)- Vice-Admiral Saleke and Illuminar CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Thu, 24 Dec 2020 14:25:05 -0600
NRPG: The other CO as I understand it enjoys bourbon in a relaxed
atmosphere. Think of OJ in this instance performing the same function. :P
And also the Anelurian Crystal is not a half baked idea. I've given it
thorough consideration for over a decade. I love talking science and its
pseudo form.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room? StarFleet R&D- Vice-Admiral Saleke
and Illuminar CO, Captain Sekal - 1037)
Ambassador Mias and his wife had retired to their room to unpack and relax
until lunch. Riven had formerly served for a time under Saleke and the two
were friends by all accounts. Riven had also been aware of the crystal that
Saleke had always kept near him for study.
As Sekal understood it the display base had originally been created by Dr.
Holis Gralen and presented to his Father. When Riven had found out both
were in his keeping he had presented the son with an idea, return both to
his father after Riven had another display base crafted for the new ship.
Sekal had found the idea intriguing and agreed. The replacement crystal was
the one from which a shard had been taken in order to craft a pendant which
Vex'ahlia Jordaan could wear about her neck and take Luma with her when
leaving the ship.
The presence of all three upon the ship simultaneously had been the
perfect opportunity to make the swap. His father was currently sitting
across the desk from him and both display pieces were still upon the
sideboard. The three sunbursts upon the new base symbolized the three
initial command officers of Illuminar. Sekal had been considering adding a
fourth but was biding his time until the opportunity presented itself, he
already had a candidate he was weighing.
"I found the demeanor of the officers upon the bridge to be more than
satisfactory and the questions brought up in the briefing highly
penetrating and incisive. You have a good officer corps and that bodes well
for the performance of this ship." Saleke got up to procure something to
drink from the replicator.
Sekal cocked an eyebrow at his father's choice of orange juice for himself.
"Water Sekal?"
"Orange juice for myself as well please."
It was his father's turn to give a surprised look.
"I tried a variety of hot drinks on Mars due to the climate but as they
were diuretics I sampled your favored drink. I found it to be both
refreshing and invigorating due to the natural sugar content. It also makes
for a good alternative to a steady intake of nothing but water."
Saleke nodded and brought both glasses to the desk then sat down once more
before taking a drink.
Sekal could count himself fortunate that he had a good repoire with his
immediate superiors which was something that many commanding officers did
not have the luxury of. Add to that the fact that he worked closely most
often with his father with whom he had an excellent relationship and the
situation was nearly idyllic. That would be tested however in the future.
"I have a question as well though not on the subject of the mission."
Saleke gave him his full attention as he lowered the glass to the table.
"And what is that?"
"Your record of adhering to orders unflinchingly is well known. To the
point you kept the location of the crystal deposits a secret from your own
family. Owing to their importance your foresight is notable as well as
logical." His father gave a short nod of assent. "But when the research was
being done here you exploited a loophole in your orders to bring a large
supply of them to aid in that research. On the surface inadvisable and
bordering on illogical. Might I ask your purpose?"
Saleke picked up the glass and took another drink before sinking back into
the chair.
"My reasoning was based upon a number of factors. It had already been
discussed that a disparate group of scientists might succeed where Vulcans
using only logic had failed for over three decades. Secondly Admiral Kiska
himself confided to me that Vulcan High Command would be considering how to
approach Starfleet with their location in the event of a breakthrough and
finally a small supply of the crystals in my estimation would be
insufficient to fuel that breakthrough. I had already been given tacit
though unspoken permission to aid you as I could within the framework of my
orders.
There was also the added admission by the Admiral that any technology
produced by a breakthrough was never meant to be held by Vulcan alone but
shared with the Federation after it was developed." Saleke gave him a long
look. "There was also the matter of the promise you made to me."
"As a child of six." Sekal cocked his head. "I remember it well. That I
would one day unlock its secrets. Riven would point to that as an evidence
of sentiment."
Saleke shrugged. "He finds his mild insults entertaining. I find the
process of the conversation they engender to be stimulating."
Sekal quirked an eyebrow at that.
The Admiral then gave him a thoughtful look. "Have you given more
consideration to how they were formed? This would aid us in locating
additional deposits in other regions of space."
Sekal leaned forward. "Owing to their characteristic of having a tie at the
atomic level to the subspace field I have formulated a working theory.
There is also the fact that the material is singular in its state and not
currently replicable."
"And what is that?" His fathers face took on a look of interest.
"I have studied the records of that section of space historically as well
as stellar interactions and proportionate matter and hypothesize that at
some point around seven million years ago a supernova took place in near
proximity to or caused by a subspace rift. That the transfer of energy
altered the material state of the ejecta and cemented its tie to the
subspace field."
His father's look of interest faded to be replaced with a sober look.
"Those conditions would be rare and difficult to replicate."
Sekal nodded before taking a swallow of his own drink which was cold.
"Indeed. That would make additional sources hard to locate."
(Reply: Anyone who might want to drop by. Will finish this up their
conversation next time,)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1330)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 19:40:58 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal - 1330)
Chief Petty Officer Charles Tamblyn had boarded the ship only hours before
and Sekal had been in contact with Vice-Admiral Vanyssa Winters since the
mission briefing for a protracted discussion and a proposal on his part.
After a wait of some hour and a half she had been back in communication
with him concerning a decision by StarFleet command.
He had called the CPO to his office after that communication was complete.
When Tamblyn entered the Ready Room it was to see the Captain seated with a
small black box on the desk before him.
Sekal indicated one of the chairs and waited for him to be seated.
(Reply: Tamblyn)
The CO then settled back into his chair. "Mister Tamblyn you have my formal
commendation for your actions on Bajor along with the rest of the crew.
Your insight into the tunnels beneath the temple and your experience were
instrumental in inserting our security teams inside while the crowd was
pressing Bajoran security at the gates. Without your assistance the
difficulty of the task would have been greatly magnified. Your knowledge of
ships systems was also critical and noteworthy.
You have been operating in a detached state as part of the reserves,
filling in when necessary and taking care of your own interests in the off
times but StarFleet is at a critical juncture of its redeployment and men
of your aptitude and experience are required if we are to continue our
mission.
For that reason I have communicated with command and received their answer.
It has been noted that you have extensive holdings on Earth but it is our
understanding that you have people in place to protect those holdings while
you are away therfore I have been given license to make your position
permanent."
He picked up the box and placed it in the center of the desk then opened it
exposing a single gold pip.
"As Captain of the USS Illuminar I am promoting you to the rank of Ensign
(sg) as a commissioned officer with full rights and privaleges thereof due
to your leadership skills and experience. As a commissioned officer you
will be stationed on this ship for the term of your commission and expected
to uphold the tenets of the United Federation of Planets and StarFleet."
(Reply: Tamblyn)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@1333
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2020 19:11:19 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -1333)
Tamblyn was surprised to be called to the Captain?s ready room. He had
been onboard only a few hours; he couldn?t think of anything he could have
done since the briefing that would warrant him having to be called ?onto
the carpet? as it were.
When Tamblyn entered the Ready Room it was to see the Captain seated with a
small black box on the desk before him.
Sekal indicated one of the chairs and waited for him to be seated. ?Thank
you, Sir.? Was all he said as he sat in the pro-offered chair. The CO then
settled back into his chair. "Mister Tamblyn you have my formal
commendation for your actions on Bajor along with the rest of the crew.
Your insight into the tunnels beneath the temple and your experience were
instrumental in inserting our security teams inside while the crowd was
pressing Bajoran security at the gates. Without your assistance, the
difficulty of the task would have been greatly magnified. Your knowledge of
ship's systems was also critical and noteworthy.
You have been operating in a detached state as part of the reserves,
filling in when necessary and taking care of your own interests in the off
times but Starfleet is at a critical juncture of its redeployment and men
of your aptitude and experience are required if we are to continue our
mission.
For that reason, I have communicated with command and received their
answer. It has been noted that you have extensive holdings on Earth but it
is our understanding that you have people in place to protect those
holdings while you are away therefore I have been given a license to make
your position permanent."
He picked up the box and placed it in the center of the desk then opened it
exposing a single gold pip.
"As Captain of the USS Illuminar, I am promoting you to the rank of Ensign
(sg) as a commissioned officer with full rights and privileges thereof due
to your leadership skills and experience. As a commissioned officer you
will be stationed on this ship for the term of your commission and expected
to uphold the tenets of the United Federation of Planets and Starfleet."
With a surprised look on his face and trepidation in his fingers, Tamblyn
reached for the box. As he brought it to himself and focusing on the
single gold pip, he uttered ?I?m a warhorse.?
(Reply: Sekal)
?Hmm? Oh, sorry, sir. In the past, in the region on Earth where I grew
up, only two kinds of officers came from the enlisted ranks. The first
were called ?Mustangs? and the second was referred to as ?Warhorses?. The
first attended class and applied for a commission. The latter was
commissioned due to actions taken on a battlefield and sponsored by a
senior commissioned officer. If I understand correctly, I am being
commissioned due to what I had to do with what took place on a battlefield
and you sponsored my commissioning; is that correct, sir??
(Reply: Sekal)
(Reply: Sekal)
(Posted by Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1335)- CO- Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2020 21:12:24 -0600
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? CO- Captain Sekal-1335)
The Captain noted the surprised look on the face of Tamblyn as he picked up
the box and examined the pip that was securely inset into a cusion inside.
?I?m a warhorse.?
"Excuse me?" The Vulcan was familiar with over 200 idioms, euphemisms and
colloquialisms but the language was rife with many thousands. Some were
tied to region, some occupation or religious. And more seemed to be added
at random as events became immortalised. "In what manner is an officer in
StarFleet to be compared with the occupation of a Terran Equine?"
?Hmm? Oh, sorry, sir. In the past, in the region on Earth where I grew
up, only two kinds of officers came from the enlisted ranks. The first
were called ?Mustangs? and the second was referred to as ?Warhorses?. The
first attended class and applied for a commission. The latter was
commissioned due to actions taken on a battlefield and sponsored by a
senior commissioned officer. If I understand correctly, I am being
commissioned due to what I had to do with what took place on a battlefield
and you sponsored my commissioning; is that correct, sir??
Sekal nodded now understanding completely. "Indeed. Your apology is not
necessary and the euphemism is apropos. StarFleet Command agreed to the
promotion due to your actions at Bajor and upon my commendation and
insistence. In that manner then you could consider me your sponsor."
(Reply: Tamblyn)
"It should be noted..." Sekal continued, "...that you are not being drafted
into StarFleet nor forced into a full-time commitment. While I would find
such an action illogical you are not required to accept the commission and
may decline."
He leaned forward and interlaced his fingers upon the desk. "Before you
consider taking such a step however let me reiterate what I said earlier.
StarFleet and this ship have need of your services and you will have
opportunities during leave time to check on your holdings and verify they
are being run efficiently until such time in the future as you see fit to
retire."
(Reply: Tamblyn)
Sekal inclined the head slightly. "I can infer then from your reply that
you have accepted the commission?"
(Reply: Tamblyn)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@1337
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 08:55:36 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? Ops NCO- CPO Charles Tamblyn -1337)
Sekal nodded now understanding completely. "Indeed. Your apology is not
necessary, and the euphemism is apropos. Starfleet Command agreed to the
promotion due to your actions at Bajor and upon my commendation and
insistence. In that manner then you could consider me your sponsor."
?Sir, I know this is not the kind of thing you would do lightly for
anyone. I am also incredibly grateful that you would hold my skills and
abilities in such high regard. I just?? He finished his comment with a
longing look at the pip, an almost imperceptible shack of his head, and a
slight shrug of his shoulders as he gently rubbed the pip with his thumb.
"It should be noted..." Sekal continued, "...that you are not being drafted
into Starfleet nor forced into a full-time commitment. While I would find
such an action illogical you are not required to accept the commission and
may decline."
He leaned forward and interlaced his fingers upon the desk. "Before you
consider taking such a step however let me reiterate what I said earlier.
Starfleet and this ship have need of your services and you will have
opportunities during leave time to check on your holdings and verify they
are being run efficiently until such time in the future as you see fit to
retire."
As Charles looked up at his Vulcan commander there was a noticeable shift
in the human?s demeanor from one of consternation to that of determination
as he spoke, ?Captain, I would remain in the Reserves on Active-Duty status
indefinitely.?. I will still need to keep all of my civilian licenses and
certifications current.?
Sekal inclined the head slightly. "I can infer then from your reply that
you have accepted the commission?"
Standing up, Tamblyn held the open box containing the pip out to the
Captain. ?Yes, Sir; I accept. Since neither of us is really one for
ceremony, would you be so kind as to do the honors??
(Reply: Sekal iyw)
(Reply: Sekal iyw)
(Posted: Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1339)- CO- Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2020 13:56:20 -0600
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Ready Room ? CO- Captain Sekal -1339)
?Yes, Sir; I accept. Since neither of us is really one for ceremony, would
you be so kind as to do the honors??
Sekal stood to his feet and moved away from the desk after retrieving the
box. He stationed himself at his full height, standing several inches
taller than the human. As noted at Mars by Commodore Remae the rituals and
formalities were expected. He being cognizant of them had already fallen
into these rituals.
Having his baggage sent to the ship before boarding prior to taking the
Illuminar out was only the first of them he had encountered. StarFleet had
a rich history of tradition with its roots in a number of civilizations
which made up the membership of the United Federation of Planets. These
traditions existed for a number of reasons and he had and would adhere to
them rigidly.
"It is my duty and my privilege to preside over promotions of the officers
and crew of this ship. Chief Petty Officer Tamblyn you are hereby promoted
to full Ensign. Please step forward."
(Reply: Tamblyn)
Sekal removed the pip from the box while noting the stripes upon the
sleeves of the officer and pinned the pip to his collar then offered his
hand. It wasn't a Vulcan gesture but expected of a commanding officer.
"Congratulations Ensign Tamblyn."
(Reply: Tamblyn)
After retrieving his hand he noted. "It is time to procure a new uniform
Ensign. You are dismissed to do so."
(Reply: Tamblyn)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1400)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2020 20:04:03 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Ready Room- CO, Captain Sekal - 1400)
There was another promotion to deal with therefore Lieutenant Jaton Alyl
had been called to the Ready Room, Sekal motioned for him to take a seat.
(Reply: Jaton)
Sekal placed his hands together before him on the desk.
"Lieutenant Alyl I spoke with the Admiral while he was aboard concerning
the discussion we had before departing Mars and he is in agreement. You
have been operating as the senior officer in the science department and I
am making it permanent. You are now the Chief Science Officer of the USS
Illmuniar beginning today.
This has already been officially logged and your record updated."
(Reply: Jaton)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1400) - ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 21:44:13 -0500
Mission: ?Decompression?
Day: 8
Stardate:2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Briefing Room ? Deck 1 ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory - 1400)
After the morning briefing, Dieter had gone back to the office to
plan.After sitting down, he sent out a message to the Operations
department to meet at in the Briefing Room at 1400.Next, he had ordered
light refreshments for the meeting.
Arriving at the room, fifteen minutes before the meeting, he made sure
everything was in order.Operations was a small department, with a total
of a dozen officers and crew. Mostly petty officers.Looking over the
roster again, he noticed that Charles Tamblyn has accepted a field
promotion. Gregory make some additional notes and waited.
As the staff entered the briefing room, he invited everyone to get
refreshments.
?First order of business, please welcome Ensign Charles Tamblyn.He joins
the department with extensive experience in operations, as well as other
areas that may be of value.?
(Reply Tamblyn, IFW)
?OK we have a lot of things to go over.We have the system upgrades that
UP has finished.This has impacted the power system.I?ve detailed
everything that I have been told.I?d encourage you to take a visit to
Engineering and talk to them down there.Additionally, you?ll find code
in the operations station that will help convert the from the familiar
to the new.?
He looked around the room, ?We have two events coming up, the first is
the War Games that were announced to begin sometime in the next eight
days. Since we don?t know all the details, I will be sending out a
schedule of operational training.We?ll run simulations for different
scenarios that will cover a variety of different things that could
happen in a battle. ?
Pausing, ?After that is concluded, we will on a two pronged mission.
Part of it will deal with a cultural survey of a planet that we hope to
help settle the occupants of a pre-warp generational ship. The second
part of the survey will be to make contact with the occupants of the
generational ship and convince them to let us to assist them.We will be
providing survey support in both cases, and perhaps more, depending on
how the diplomatic mission goes.?
?Questions??
(Reply Tamblyn, anyone interested in NPC Operations)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (08 -1400) FCO Comander Montgomery Stewart
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 18:14:04 +0000
NRPG: I just wanted to introduce Monty to the group. It?s been a while since I?ve been in a pilot?s seat, but since we have a squadron of fighters I though I?d take advantage.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Protector ? Flight Deck- Holo-Training Facility ? FCO Commander Montgomery Stewart ? 1400)
The Void Sphinx spun on its axis and fired. The enemy ship burst into a moment of sparks as it exploded. Three more ships came from nowhere to fire on him. The phased cannon shots barely missed him as the shipped dodged and rolled that might take an observers stomach lurch at the thought of the forces involved in such drastic changes of directions. One of the ships vaporized as another Sphinx fired as it crossed the first?s path.
Then another axis turn brought the fighter round to bear on two other ships. The display on the HUD targeted the ships and the phased cannons fired. The ship spun round to find his partner ship being targeted by an enemy ship. He across the back side of his partner and let go with barrage of fire and the ship disappeared.
A loud buzz sounded and the computer chimed. ::All targets destroyed.::
?End program,? the pilot called out. The holodeck shimmered and the scene disappeared only leaving the fighter shells. The canopy opened and Stewart stepped out. He shrugged his shoulders and stretched his arms. Then he turned to the second pilot.
?Damn it Milo, ye?ve got tae watch yer 6,? Montgomery Stewart said in a thick brogue. ?I?m not always going tae be there to drag yer arse oot of the fire,? he said to the other pilot.
?Yes sir,? Milo replied, ?I?m working on it.?
?Yer workin? on being dead laddie,? the 56 year old pilot said blandly. ?Yer no quite ready for the big game yet. Keep training.?
?Sir? We?ve been at it for two hours,? Milo replied.
?Then another half hour will no kill you,? Stewart looked coldly at him. ?But rest assured an enemy fighter will.?
The younger pilot frowned but nodded. ?Aye sir.?
Stewart walked to the exit when someone came up to him with a PADD. He looked at the data from the past series of training sessions. Stewart was one of the oldest pilots remaining from the ?old guard.? Few even remembered the Civil War, and and even fewer had been alive during it. Monty had fought in it as a young and dumb grunt pilot. He could still remember being careless and having his own arse saved on a few occasions. Milo was a good kid. He just hoped the boy would live to say the same words to one of his trainees.
Looking through the data he nodded and shook his head all the same time. He was through with the small craft. To prepare for the war games he would need to get his pilots ready to go against a much larger ship, and the Illuminar has some ? special qualities to her. He would need to do a wee bit more research and set up something new for tomorrow. He tapped his comm badge.
?Monty to Wolf Pack, look through yer training evaluations and contemplate yer survival rate,? he ordered. ?Then take the rest of the night off, tomorrow we train against something larger. Remember that the strength of the Wolves is in the Pack. Monty out.?
(reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: Tamblyn 8@1407
From: chuck.raschen at gmail.com (Charles Raschen)
Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2020 20:15:11 -0500
Mission: "Decompression"
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(U.S.S. Illuminar ? Briefing Room ? Ops Officer- ENS Charles Tamblyn -1407)
Part of it will deal with a cultural survey of a planet that we hope to
help settle the occupants of a pre-warp generational ship. The second part
of the survey will be to make contact with the occupants of the
generational ship and convince them to let us assist them. We will be
providing survey support in both cases, and perhaps more, depending on how
the diplomatic mission goes.?
?Questions??
As Charles listened to the briefing, a few questions did indeed cross his
mind, but he was also certain that the L.T. did not have the answers.
?Sir, I have a few questions that I need to air. I am fairly sure you
don?t have the answers, but I need to ask them anyway.?
(Reply: Gregory)
?Doesn?t it seem damn arrogant of the Fed to think that these beings want
off that asteroid? How is it that Fleet Intel has all this information
about them and yet wants us to conduct the surveys for them? What is it
that the Diplomatic Corps is truly after? I?m sorry sir, but something
about this just doesn?t seem?right. I think the Diplomats and Fleet Intel,
either individually or together, are setting us up as a diversion and/or
fall-guy for what they are up to.?
(Reply: Gregory, any iyw)
?That may be, sir; but keep in mind that I am a Reservist that has been
mobilized to active-duty indefinitely. As a civilian, I hold licenses to
be a Bounty Hunter, a Private Investigator, and as a Ship?s Captain. So, I
know a thing or two, because I?ve seen a thing or two.?
(Reply: Gregory, any iyw)
(Posted: Charles R.)
*"Life is a Gift That Everyone Cherishes,*
*But has to Eventually Return" -Mandalorian Proverb*
*"Under the Bludgeonings of chance;*
*My head is bloody, but Unbowed." -Invictus*
*"Sometimes Bad-Guys Make the Best Good-Guys." -Leverage*
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8 - 1410) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2020 13:17:26 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Briefing Room ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory ?
1410)
?Sir, I have a few questions that I need to air.? I am fairly sure you
don?t have the answers, but I need to ask them anyway.? Tamblyn said.
?Of course, Mr. Tamblyn.Ask away and we?ll see what answers we need to
get from leadership,? Gregory replied.
?Doesn?t it seem damn arrogant of the Fed to think that these beings
want off that asteroid?? How is it that Fleet Intel has all this
information about them and yet wants us to conduct the surveys for
them?? What is it that the Diplomatic Corps is truly after?? I?m sorry
sir, but something about this just doesn?t seem?right.? I think the
Diplomats and Fleet Intel, either individually or together, are setting
us up as a diversion and/or fall-guy for what they are up to.?
Gregory leaned back in his chair.?It may be a good idea to recheck the
library for the reports from the USS Holmgrim and their contact with the
Sharlayans to better understand what the expectation of this race
was.Since they appear to be in a generational ship, the assumption is
clearly settling at a new planet.However, you are right, we don?t know
what we don?t know.?
?Since the only contact with the Sharlayans was by the Holmgrim, it
would make sense to see how compatible they would be with the
inhabitants of Epsilon Eridandi 5. The last thing we would want to
participate in would be settling two species with incompatible biologies.?
?Following on your thesis, we would need to uncover some more
information that might point in that direction.Since we don?t have any,
I?m hesitant to raise it with the Captain, but as part of our
preparations, we can explore that avenue while we understand more about
the Holmgrim?s reports, as well as the occupants of Epsilon Eridandi 5.?
?That may be, sir; but keep in mind that I am a Reservist that has been
mobilized to active-duty indefinitely.? As a civilian, I hold licenses
to be a Bounty Hunter, a Private Investigator, and as a Ship?s Captain.?
So, I know a thing or two, because I?ve seen a thing or two.? Tamblyn
replied.
?Excellent, thank you for volunteering to lead the Tiger Team.I want you
to look into the concerns you have expressed and report back to me with
your findings.In the meantime, I?ll lead a second team to refute your
concerns,? Gregory said.
?Meanwhile, I will be assigning teams to begin a Level 1 diagnostics on
the internal ships sensors.Since the goal of the upcoming exercise is
that the opposing teams get a team to the bridge, I want to make sure
our sensors are optimally tuned and can?t be tricked into false readings.?
?Any other questions or concerns.?
(Reply Tamblyn, anyone interested in Operations)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (08-1500) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2020 14:56:01 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Bridge/Operations ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory ? 1500)
After the operations meeting broke up, Gregory headed up to the
operations station.He?d monitor the Level 1 diagnostics of the internal
sensors from there.As he stepped onto the bridge, ?Lieutenant Gregory, I
have Operations,? he announced as he relieved the duty officer.?In
preparation for the wargames, Operations is performing a level 1
diagnostic on internal sensors.Estimated time for completion 1800
hours.We will be proceeding deck by deck, so there will be short
intervals where each deck?s sensors are offline? he said, entering the
commands into the station and the log.Automated messages would go out to
each of the department heads, along with an approximate time for each
decks sensors to be offline.
Teams of two from operations were spreading around the ship to test the
internal sensors.Starting on Deck 1.He was particular interested in the
sensors in the briefing room.
Watching the data coming into the station, it was clear that the sensors
were working fine. Tapping some commands, he called up the data from the
time around the morning briefing.Next he started a sweep of the data
using a fast fold matrix algorithm.Using that he started to scrub the
data to see if there were specific signals that were being missed.
Tapping into the bioscan database, he started eliminating the
individuals who were at the meeting, removing the biosigns and other
noise.Slowly, something started to evolve, a weak signal, sure, but
something was there.
However, he needed to make sure he was not tricking himself.He tapped
his comm badge,
=^= Lieutenant Gregory to Lieutenant Alyl.When you have a moment, I have
a problem that could use your eyes. =^=
(Reply Jayton)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (08 - 1510, 1517) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2020 17:25:23 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar ? Bridge/Operations ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory ? 1510)
While Gregory waited for Science to run their own analysis of the data,
Gregory went into the ship?s duty rosters, specifically for
engineering.He needed someone from that department to help him.
There it was, Ensign Scott Matrix.It looked like he could be spared.
=^= Gregory to Lieutenant Jordaan.Vex, do you mind if I borrow Ensign
Matrix for a bit.We?re doing a level 1 on the internal sensors, and I
could use an enginner to help with some small issues we?re finding. =^=
(Reply Jordaan)
=^= Thanks a million.I?m submitting the request now so the paperwork is
in order.I owe you.Perhaps dinner.I still have a lot to learn about this
ship and could use the time to pick your brain. =^=
(Reply Jordaan)
=^= Ensign Matrix, please report to Operations on the Bridge. And bring
your repair kit.=^=
(Reply Matrix)
Gregory started compiling data and preparing a PADD for the Ensign.
(Reply ? Matrix to make a grand entrance)
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 Meeting Room ? ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory ? 1517)
After the Ensign had reported, Gregory stood up, ?Come with me please,?
he said as he headed to the briefing room.SPOTS followed the two off the
bridge and into the room, his ears moving from side to side.
Gregory grabbed a cup of tea from the replicator and sat down. ?Grab a
drink Ensign,? he said before launching into his concerns.
?As you know Ensign, the ship has undergone some renovations.Add to that
we will be participating in a war game in the coming days.In that event,
the opposing ships will be trying to take the bridge, so I wanted to
make sure that all the internal sensors were ship shape and Bristol
fashion, as they say.Hence my team is running the level 1 diagnostic check.?
?During the briefing earlier today, I introduced an anomaly into the
briefing room.No alarms were sent when this was introduced.The current
scanners are passing a level 1 check, but I have the data here, on this
PADD for you to review. I could use a hand trying to figure out what
happened.I?ve also sent it off to science but think an engineer might
have a different approach to the problem.?
(Reply Matrix)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8, 1512) aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 18:52:43 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar, Corridor 5a ? aCEO, Lieutenant Vex'ahlia Jordaan ? 1512)
"For.." she sighed, it wasn't going to come loose. ::Luma close off,
corridor 5a for the next hour or so. We're going to need to recompile the
entire housing.::
=^= Gregory to Lieutenant Jordaan. Vex, do you mind if I borrow Ensign
Matrix for a bit. We?re doing a level 1 on the internal sensors, and I
could use an enginner to help with some small issues we?re finding. =^=
Tapping the comm. badge to reply, "Sure. He should be finishing up a job
around about now." she said thinking about what the job she'd asked Matrix
to complete, she knew he was competent and would have have it done.
=^= Thanks a million. I?m submitting the request now so the paperwork is
in order. I owe you. Perhaps dinner. I still have a lot to learn about
this ship and could use the time to pick your brain. =^=
~Oh,~ the offer stopped her in her tracks. ~Carsons always saying I need to
be more sociable~ she thought to herself. "Absolutely, let me know a time
and place. If there's one thing I can talk about, it's the Illuminar." Vex
replied. "I'll let you grab Matrix and get on."
(Reply if required)
After receiving confirmation that the corridor had been closed, she had
Gericke begin taking apart the wall unit.
(Reply none needed)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1919)- Federation Ambassador- Dr Riven Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 12:33:52 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Conference Room- Federation Ambassador- Dr Riven
Mias- 0919)
Riven looked to his left as Vex'ahlia Jordaan cleared her throat.
"Do we have any data on the ships engine design from the last time a
Starfleet ship visited?"
The Betazoid gave a muted "Hmmm...", and keyed up an index on the display
then selected *Propulsion: Use and Theory*
The listing brought up a text file that wasn't decidedly long.
(12 exhaust ports 950 meters in diameter at key points on the asteroid's
surface to give omni-directional control emitting 120,000 pounds of thrust
per minute of radioactive emissions. Primarily composed of Plutonium 242
and Radon 222.
Scans of internal engine geometry inconclusive due to ionizing
interference.
Internal scans showed a heavily shielded engine core. Composition unknown.
Access to study the engines closely denied by the ruling technical caste.)
"That's all we have on that subject I'm afraid." The mind-healer stated.
The second officer asked a followup question.
"Do we know how many Sharlayans are housed on the asteroid ship?"
"Approximately thirty thousand life forms scanned by the ship at first
contact."
Riven replied.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (8-1920, 1925)- ACSO- Lt (jg) Jaton Alyl- Federation Ambassador at Large, Dr. Riven Mias and Michaella Kirien-Mias
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 10:04:15 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 8
Stardate: 2445.10.04
(USS Illuminar- Deck 3- Personal Quarters- ACSO- Lt (jg) Jaton Alyl- 1920)
Since Jaton had heard of the nearly miraculous work that Dr. Riven Mias had
done with other members of the crew, Jaton had been thinking over going to
visit him himself. He thought to himself that he was well on the mend on
his own and working with Counsellor Trei, but at the same time, what harm
could it do? And now that he had come aboard the Illuminar, the issue had
come to a head.
As he often did, he tried to convince himself that his own problems weren?t
as bad and surely there were people more in need of Mias? help than he
himself did. But on the other hand, if he hadn?t asked for help in the
first place, where would he be now? Probably locked up in some Federation
psych ward for life. He pondered the fate of his alternate self for a bit
longer than was comfortable, and that sealed the deal for him. He got off
his bed and straightened his uniform.
?Computer, where is Dr. Riven Mias??
[Riven Mias is in his quarters.]
Jaton nodded and walked out the door.
Within a few minutes, he had found where Mias? quarters were and steeled
himself for the task ahead. He extended a shaking hand and rang the door
chime.
(USS Illuminar- Deck 3- VIP Quarters- ACSO- Lt (jg) Jaton Alyl- Federation
Ambassador at Large, Dr. Riven Mias and Michaella Kirien-Mias- 1925)
Riven was lounging on a sofa in the main living area of the VIP quarters.
He had been on ships before many times as an officer and had attained the
rank of Lieutenant Commander so was well used to the typical Officer's
quarters. This was not one of them. He had been on ships since then in
similar situations as an ambassador and found that he had trouble getting
used to them. Whether it was a Galaxy class or Sovereign or a smaller ship
such as the Illuminar it made no difference. It was as though he was in an
apartment planetside and not on a ship. This robbed the experience of space
travel of some of its quirks.
Not romance, heavens no! The work of an officer aboard a ship could hardly
be called romantic. The work was long and often tedious when not terrifying
or tense. It was these extremes of being that opened the people aboard
ships up to horrifying emotional disabilities. He had experienced shipboard
life and knew it well. He still carried his rank though it was mostly
honorary and seldom used however there were every now and then cultures
that placed great value on rank and status. When dealing with such that
rank gave him more credibility and made his job simpler.
There was an expansive screen on the wall which he was watching a movie on.
Officers and crew often forgot how simple things such as this could lessen
the pressure of their assignment. The video was taken from a selection of
entertainment he had brought with him. Many would have been obsessing over
the details of the coming task at this point but not Riven, he was well
aware of what was required and more than up for the job.
When the chime rang he looked toward the door, his initial thought was it
was one of the command crew but his searching thought verified it was most
certainly not.
"Come in, come in." He called as the door opened to reveal one of the
officers he had met at the briefing. "Come in and take a seat, I was just
watching a movie. Screen off."
The monitor blanked as Jaton Alyl entered.
Jaton hesitated in the entryway. ?Oh, I?m terribly sorry, doctor. I didn?t
mean to interrupt. I can come back later if you prefer.?
"By the goddess no! Come in, take a seat and relax. I don't get many
visitors and I'm most certainly not going to turn one away." Riven motioned
to an easy chair. "Besides I love talking and would rather do that than
watch a video I've seen before. Come in." Riven was sensing some emotional
turmoil from the officer and wasn't about to let him get away. "I could
pull rank on you if necessary." Then he gave a welcoming smile.
?As long as you don?t consider me to be intruding.? Jaton went and sat in
the char that Mias had indicated, but didn?t let himself relax. He sat up
perfectly straight and properly, like his parents had always taught him to
do. He was quiet for a good deal longer than he should?ve been, and was
struggling to find the best way to ask for what he wanted.
Riven. chuckled. "If I had thought you were intruding I would have said so.
Once someone is around me long enough they figure that out pretty quickly.
I say what I think and can be blunt when it's called for."
He leaned back into the sofa. "Case in point. I don't have to read your
mind to know you came here for something extremely important to you. I have
the empathic gift that's quite as strong as my telepathic. You are
conflicted about coming here so you are sitting quietly in my living room
rather than talking about it. How am I doing so far?"
Michaella slipped out of the bedroom and quietly moved around, getting
refreshments and placing a tray of hot and cold teas and finger-foods
between her bondmate and his guest before going to withdraw, "I will stay
in the office unless you need me." She was lovely for an almost sixty year
old Betazoid.
Riven smiled adoringly at his wife. "Thank you my love. I don't know what
I'd do without you."
"You would starve." Her eyes smiled as she looked over at the Trill. "Dr.
Michaella Kirien-Mias. I am a medical doctor if it helps." She nodded and
took herself off to give them privacy. She had told the Trill about her
medical skills to reassure him that she would not intrude.
Jaton swallowed, trying to build up the courage to say what he had come to
say. ?You?re spot on, so far, doctor. It?s something that I?ve been
struggling with for a while and I?m still trying to find the right words
and to find whatever courage I might have to try and ask for your help.
I?ve been told you have a talent for healing minds. Is that true??
Riven's smile got a bit brighter. "Young man there are some who say I was
born to it. They gave me the title of son of the goddess because of it.
I've used the talent both within the fleet and without and when I'm not a
Federation Ambassador it's what I spend my time doing. I've traveled to far
off worlds at request to bring healing to crippled minds and if you require
a reference there is one aboard I could put you in touch with if that
person is willing."
Riven wasn't about to say who that person was as it was confidential
information but he would ask them if they were willing to volunteer to do
so. It would be given by her with no prodding from him.
"So then I assume a mind healer is what you are looking for and you have
found one."
?Well maybe you would be willing to hear what I?ve been struggling with
first? That way you might know better who to pass me onto, if at all.?
"Absolutely. I've done time in the fleet as a Counselor as well. You have
no need to worry about confidentiality. I'm bound to It just like any other
medical professional. So tell me what's been bothering you."
?Well, here?s the thing. I may look young, but I?m not. I was born in 2391.
I know I don?t look it. But that?s because I was killed on an away mission
in 2419. I don?t know exactly what happened to me, but somehow I was
revived last year, after having spent the last 25 years as a corpse. But
there?s evidence that I?m not the same man as the one who died on that
station all those years ago. So I?ve been struggling with what my place is
in the world and who I even am ever since.?
Riven crossed his legs. "You say there is evidence you are not the same man
but what evidence is that? It could just as easily be a dissociative
disorder caused by the effects of waking up after being presumed dead. And
when I say presumed I'm not questioning what you believe, just searching
for a way to validate that."
Riven then reached to the table and picked up a cup of delicious hot tea
and a quarter of a sandwich. ::Thank you again my love.::
Jaton was starting to slowly feel more at ease with Mias, but he was still
somewhat on edge. ?I was joined with the Alyl symbiont in 2415. In looking
at the logs of the event and accessing the records of the Symbiosis
Commission, I know that Alyl survived the incident, and was transferred to
a new host. I have the name of the current host and some details about her.
I haven?t met her but the information was corroborated by official sources.
And yet, despite that, I am still joined to Alyl myself. Scans have
confirmed it, and I still feel him within my own consciousness and body.?
That got Riven's immediate attention! "Your symbiont has or is a
doppelganger? Oh? now that IS interesting. And records of that time would
seem to be conclusive?" Riven's eyes began to sparkle at the mystery.
"Pardon me while I enunciate the possibilities but this is all going to
lead to the same place which I will get to momentarily. First possibility
is that the records were faked and the symbiont joined with the new host is
another. Before you ask the obvious question of why let me answer it."
Riven took a long sip of the tea but set his sandwich down, this wasn't a
time for eating. "I've met a lot of people in my time both in the Fleet and
out, many of them very good people and I've also met some very unsavory
types. Not just Starfleet Intelligence, security, politicians, would be
dictators?. Yes I was around when the 52nd battle fleet broke through the
defenses around the Mars Defense Perimeter and Earth and took down Doenitz.
And I will tell you that sometimes their motivations are hard to decipher.
Had something been revealed to the Alyl symbiont they wanted to cover up?
Might they have wanted him to vanish as well? The death of a symbiont would
have entailed a massive investigation, I know something of Trill politics
you see. It would be simpler for someone in the Symbiosis Commission to
have been used to bring in a doppelganger for Alyl, simpler and with far
less noise than allowing an investigation to proceed. And don't think
someone in the Symbiosis Commission couldn't be bought or coerced, far more
noble aims than this have been corrupted. Official sources and paper trails
are all too easy to manufacture."
Jaton frowned. ?I suppose that might be true, but then again, I was able to
access the old Paladin logs thanks to Admiral Remae, and their logs
corroborate the idea that the other Alyl is the true Alyl symbiont. And I
trust my old crewmates.?
"The next possibility is an interdimensional anomaly, a Jaton Alyl from an
alternate dimension substituted for the Jaton in this prime Universe. Here
is why this possibility won't work." He leaned forward meaningfully. "Q.
Yes Q. I've read the report on the mission Illuminar just came from. I know
what happened and how it was initiated. The Prophets disposed of an
alter-universe orb that was destabilizing our reality and since the rifts
have healed what has happened? Commodore Remae restored, lost ships
appearing, hosts of people either here that weren't or gone who were. And
once the Universe stabilized to the new normal you, Jaton Alyl are still
here."
Jaton shrugged. ?That?s definitely possible. I just wonder then why I have
memories of this universe?s Jaton, and none from this parallel universe.?
"And there are still others but in the end you are forbidden to meet with
the new host of what is said to be the Alyl symbiont because of Symbiosis
Commission laws. Convenient isn't it? So you may never know if it is truly
Alyl or not. That is now beyond your control but living is not. You are the
Jaton Alyl of this prime universe, you are here now and you are alive. You
are serving Starfleet as I assume you were doing when you lost your life
and are once again in your preferred place." He set the empty cup down and
his eyes bored into Jaton's. "So now the question. What will settle your
mind? As a mind healer that is always my first question. What can I do that
will give you peace?"
Jaton sighed. ?Honestly, I don?t know. I?ve been working with Counsellor
Trei for a while now, trying to work through this trauma of losing 25 years
of my life as well as the visceral memories of my death, but that has only
gotten me so far. I know that nothing will ever be the same again. I have
two sons who are just about my age now. I suppose I just feel like a fish
on dry land. And I don?t want to be.?
"Completely understandable. You have gone through a horrendous transition.
You weren't around for one of the most joyous events of a person's
lifetime, have a blank spot twenty five years long and by your admission
apparently remember the manner of your death. Using standard psychiatric
counseling treatment for such trauma could span years." The mind-healer
uncrossed his legs and leaned forward. "Mind healing is not standard
counseling treatment. During a mind healing session I can follow the
memories of a person back to the root of their issue and relieve the
trauma. If successful it would free you up to live a normal life." He
peered intently at Jaton for a moment. "I say if successful because success
is never guaranteed. I am perhaps the most successful mind healer of my
generation yet even I have had my failures."
His thoughts went back to Dr. Trommashere. Had he allowed himself to become
too close to her? Is that why he had failed? In the end she had been as
troubled as when he had begun her counseling. This had been his only
failure and no other mind healer could claim half his accomplishments. And
failure to Riven was unconscionable.
His eyes returned to the Trill's face. "There are other things to consider
as well, I could probe the blank spots in your memory to see if there are
any clues that would lead you to an answer. Now I'm not going to pressure
you into accepting my ministrations but I'd like you to consider having the
procedure. There are few drawbacks to it and they are all mitigated by
having a second to monitor the procedure. Counselor Hammons has already
been my assistant for one of my patients and would fill the role admirably.
Those possible drawbacks need to be noted however, sleeplessness,
irritability or flashbacks brought to the surface by going through your
memories. Think about it and if you decide to go that direction you have
but to let me know."
Jaton thought for a minute. ?I don?t want to lose the memories of my death
and resurrection, but if there?s a way to remove the pain and trauma
associated with them, I?d like to try it,? he said contemplatively.
To be continued.
(Posted by Charles G (Riven)
Spencer O'Dowd (Jaton Alyl)
Melinda G (Michaella)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-0800)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2020 13:57:05 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room? CO, Captain Sekal - 0800)
Sekal looked away from the monitor as Lieutenant Gregory stepped through
the doorway in answer to his summons. He nodded and motioned to a chair as
he inputted the last of the criteria and certification specifications he
was compiling for the officer. He didn't keep the man waiting long but
saved them to Gregory's file and closed the program.
He looked across at the officer. "Thank you for your prompt response."
(Reply: Gregory)
The Vulcan closed his hands upon the desk and leaned forward. "Lieutenant
Gregory you are hereby officially designated as Chief Operations officer.
This comes with the promotion to full Lieutenant and has already been
logged." He pulled a small black box from a recess in the desk and placed
it before him. It contained a solid pip to replace the empty one the
officer wore on his collar.
(Reply: Gregory)
Sekal made no move to stand just yet. "There is more. You have officially
been enrolled in command training which begins tomorrow. There is a
considerable amount of coursework you may take at your own pace however I
recommend you expedite it. In addition there will be simulation training
presided over by a member of the command team which may rotate among us
depending on availability."
(Reply: Gregory)
"I trust you have no issues with this?" Sekal quirked an eyebrow at the
human as he gauged his reaction.
(Reply: Gregory)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (09-0800) Commander Jason Nesmith
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2020 14:40:43 -0500
NRPG - Elsewhere in the 'verse, serious folk prepare for serious times.
Mission:Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Protector ? Deck 1 Ready Room ? Commander Jason Nesmith ? 0800)
Jason sipped his espresso as he read the department reports.They were
two days into preparing for the war games against the Illuminar and
several strategies were starting to form up.In the most recent
simulation between the Protector and the Illuminar, his tactical
officer, Lieutenant Wiggins, had executed a brilliant retreating defense
against the Illuminar, drawing them into a trap with the fighters coming
in on the bias, providing sufficient distraction to allow the Protector
to punch through the Illuminar?s shields. A brilliant variation of
Boden?s mate.
?Captain?s Log. Stardate 2445.10.05. Senior staff have been working hard
to prepare the Protector for different strategies for the upcoming
wargames.Lieutenant Robson and engineering have been working hard to
identify ways to increase ship?s power, especially to the shields.We
will be trying to match the Illuminar?s new Anelurian crystal
technology.No small feat based on the engineering specifications of the
new power output.Tweaking the tandem regenerative generators has
increased shield power by 10 percent, giving the Protector an alert
output of approximately 6,100 MW.Unless the Illuminar?s phasers have
been improved substantially, we should have more than enough shield
power to handle her attacks.
?The biggest unknown remains understanding our opponent.By all accounts,
Captain Sekal is a brilliant engineer, but his strategic skills remain
unknown. His father, Admiral Saleke, is required reading for all academy
cadets.How much has rubbed off from father to son remains to be seen.Our
biggest asset is Lieutenant Wiggins, his understanding of tactical
situations and ability to react to them is the best I have ever seen.I
see this war game as not just a test for the Illuminar, but for
Lieutenant Wiggins.Win or lose, I suspect we?ll be giving him a sendoff
once this event is over.?
He paused, standing up to get another espresso.?Security is in good
hands with Lieutenant Cobb.He has identified a strategy to transport
teams to multiple sites at the same time, with an effort to confound the
Illuminar sensors by following the transport with dummies that emit
human biosignatures. Properly tuned sensors can distinguish the
difference quickly enough, but our science officer is trying out ways to
increase the time the sensors are fooled.?
The door chimed. ?Computer end recording.?
?Enter,? he called.
?Grab some coffee X.?
?Thank you, sir,? Ivanova replied.?They will be streaming the second
simulation on the main viewer, Sir, as well as in the O-lounge.A lot of
the crew are very interested in the results.?
Nesmith nodded.It has been Councilor Chiana?s idea.By letting the crew
see the results of the simulations in real time, she postulated, it
would provide the crew with motivation in the upcoming wargame.
?And I?ve asked Lieutenant T?hrace and Tracy to provide color commentary.?
Nesmith chuckled, ?Did you have to explain the concept to T?hrace??
?No sir, she seemed to take to the idea as quite logical.?
?Well then, let?s go take our seats and see what Wiggins latest strategy
is.?
The two walked the few steps to the bridge.?Open ship wide communications.?
?This is the Captain.We will be broadcasting the second round of
simulations between the USS Illuminar and Protector.Our tactical officer
will be commanding the Illuminar, while Lieutenant Cobb will command the
Protector.Remember the goal of these simulations is to identify ideas,
strategies, opportunities that we can use in the upcoming war
game.Josephus once said that ?Drills are bloodless battles, and battles
bloody drills,? so let us all take this time to observe and learn.If you
see something that makes you wonder about a decision, or what the effect
on your station would be, make sure to speak up to department head.We
are a team.We win together, we lose together.We celebrate and we mourn
together.Defeats are softened and victories sweeter because we did them
together.?
He paused, looking around the bridge, ?Begin simulation two.?
(Reply none)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (09-0803) ACOps Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2020 15:20:36 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room ? ACOPs Lieutenant (jg) Dieter
Gregory ? 0803)
Gregory wondered why the Captain had summoned him. After ringing the
chime, he entered the room.The Captain was sitting behind his desk and
motioned for Gregory to take a seat.
He sat and waited as he looked around the room.?Thank you for your
prompt response,? the Captain said.
?Of course, Sir.?
Gregory watched as he leaned forward, ?Lieutenant Gregory, you are
hereby officially designated as Chief Operations office.This comes with
a promotion to full Lieutenant and has already been logged.?
Gregory was surprised.This was quite unexpected.The Captain took out a
small black box and placed it in front of the man.
?Sir, I?m honored at your confidence in me.?
"There is more. You have officially been enrolled in command training
which begins tomorrow. There is a considerable amount of coursework you
may take at your own pace however I recommend you expedite it. In
addition, there will be simulation training presided over by a member of
the command team which may rotate among us depending on availability."
~Command training? ~Gregory blinked twice as he listened to the
Captain.~And expedited.~
?Captain Sekal, Sir, I am stunned.This is a great honor, Sir. I won?t
let you down,? Gregory said as he stood up and at attention.
"I trust you have no issues with this?" Sekal quirked an eyebrow at the
human as he gauged his reaction.
?No Sir.None whatsoever. I look forward to the challenge.?
(Reply Sekal)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-0805)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2020 21:30:42 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room ? CO, Captain Sekal ? 0805)
?No Sir. None whatsoever. I look forward to the challenge.?
The Captain stood to his feet and moved around the desk as he spoke.
"Excellent."
He took the solid pip from the box and pinned it in place of the empty one
then offered his hand. "Congratulations Chief Gregory."
(Reply: Gregory)
"The list of required courses and reference materials as well as training
programs has been loaded into your file. You may access it and those
materials from any terminal aboard the ship including your personal one. I
recommend loading it onto a PADD so that you may have instant access to it."
"Dismissed Lieutenant."
(Reply: Gregory)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 0807, 0810) COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2020 15:16:17 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
?(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Ready Room ? Cops Lieutenant Dieter Gregory
? 0807)
Gregory remained at attention as the Captain replaced the solid pip on
his uniform.?Congratulations Chief Gregory,? the captain said, extending
his hand.
After shaking the Captain?s hand, Gregory stood back and raised his left
hand in the traditional Vulcan salute, ?Sarlan nash-veh tor dvin-tor,?
he said.
(Reply Sekal, IYW)
"The list of required courses and reference materials as well as
training programs has been loaded into your file. You may access it and
those materials from any terminal aboard the ship including your
personal one. I recommend loading it onto a PADD so that you may have
instant access to it."
"Dismissed Lieutenant."
Gregory nodded, ?Yes Sir.?Executing an about face, he walked onto the
bridge and took over the operations station.SPOTS was comfortably
underfoot, by all appearances asleep, the dog?s ears moving slowly back
and forth in a motion that Gregory knew as a passive scan.
?(USS Illuminar ? Deck 1 ? Operations ? COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory
? 0810)
Typing some commands into the station, he called up the course material
the Captain had mentioned. All junior officers knew, or thought they
knew, the amount of material that the command training program
contained.In addition to being a master of his current department, he
would have to spend time understanding not just the physical operation
of a Starship, but the legal, political and ethical decisions he might
come across in the role of a starship commander.So much was in an
ethical gray area, but one wrong decision could have lasting repercussions.
He sighed, nothing that the grades and areas for improvement from his
academy days were already noted, along with recommended supplementary
information and reading.As recommended, he initiated a download to his
PADD for the coming weeks of training.
(Reply Sekal, IFW, other bridge officers)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (09-0810) FCO Commander Montgomery Stewart
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 21:52:23 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Protector ? Deck 5- FSCO Office ? FCO Commander Montgomery Stewart ? 0810)
Monty had been sitting in his office for over an hour, pouring through the performance evaluations of the Wolf Pack flight squad. He had to smile when he looked at the training evaluation of young Milo Tyrell. He actually trained past the half hour he had recommended until he had perfected the rotational invert move they had been working on. It seemed that without the pressure of flying with you CO the boy could do wonders. But he did worry how he?d perform with the pressure of battle.
The remainder of the squad?s performance gave him some confidence in the upcoming war games. What they really needed was some real space time. Simulations were fine, but there was no substitute for actual flight time. And, t be honest, you never really knew how a pilot would do in an actual conflict until it happened. He?d seen many a pilot wash out after their first actual combat. It was not meant for everyone. Taking lives was not really meant for anyone, but some can live with it, some cannot. His thought was interrupted by the ship wide comm.
=^=This is the Captain. We will be broadcasting the second round of simulations between the USS Illuminar and Protector. Our tactical officer will be commanding the Illuminar, while Lieutenant Cobb will command the Protector. Remember the goal of these simulations is to identify ideas, strategies, opportunities that we can use in the upcoming war game. Josephus once said that ?Drills are bloodless battles, and battles bloody drills,? so let us all take this time to observe and learn. If you see something that makes you wonder about a decision, or what the effect on your station would be, make sure to speak up to department head. We are a team. We win together, we lose together. We celebrate and we mourn together. Defeats are softened and victories sweeter because we did them together.=^=
Monty frowned. It was load of crap. "Bloodless drills?? were a waste of time. If life and death did not hang in the balance, in some manner, then we don?t really see the people in their peak performance mode. It was an ongoing ? conversation he has had with the CO. That being said, if the Commander was no going to use him and his boys in the simulations, it seemed obvious they were not planning on using the fighters in the battle. And that was a tactical disadvantage.
He sat up and tapped his comm badge. ?Stewart to Commander Nesmith, have ye a wee minute, sir. I believe we need tae talk.?
(reply Nesmith)
(Posted by Al Muir)
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ILLUMINARRPG: ()9 - 0815, 0825) Commander Jason Nesmith and Commander Montgomery Strwart
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 20:00:13 -0500
*
NRPG - Elsewhere, creatures were stirring, especially the Peregrine's
Mission:? Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Protector - Deck 1 - Bridge - Commander Jason Nesmith - 0815)
Jason was watching the simulation play out on the main viewer when his
comm badge chirped.
=^= Stewart to Commander Nesmith, have ye a week minute sir.? I believe
we need tae talk. =^=
Tapping his badge, ?Absolutely Commander Stewart.? Come to my ready room
in 10 minutes.?
(USS Protector - Deck 1 - Captain?s Ready Room - Commander Jason
Nesmith? and Commander Montgomery Stewart - 0825)
Nesmith sat behind his desk, the current status of the fighter squad up
on his screen.? He was reviewing the wing?s readiness.? For them to
execute the Boden?s mate that Wiggins has simmed out yesterday, they
would have to be at peak performance.
The door chime sounded announcing Stewart?s arrival.
?Enter,? Nesmith called as he stood up.? ?Good morning Commander,? he
said. ?Care for a coffee??
Stewart stepped into the room. ? Good morning, sir.?? He replied with a
nod. Coffee was not the drink he wanted but he nodded, ?Please. Two and
two.?
Nesmith walked over to the replicator, ?Coffee, two and two.? Double
espresso.? he ordered.? ?Grab a seat Montgomery, what?s on your mind.?
The replicator finished its cycle and two cups appeared. Nesmith grabbed
them both, handing one to Stewart before sitting back down behind his desk.
Monty accepted the cup and sat down across from the captain. He put the
PADD down on the desk with a thump and slid it across the desk.
?Here?s the recent performance evaluations of the Wolf Pack. What we
really need is some actual flight time. Simulations are so ? limiting.?
Nesmith took the PADD, ?You should hear Commander Wiggins complain.? The
war simulations he?s running are at best first approximations.? He wants
some time to run some actual drills as well.? He?s got this strategy
based on an old chess endgame that requires the wing.? Brings them on
one diagonal while the Protector comes in on the other.?
Stewart could appreciate the tactical officer?s position.? He was glad
to hear that they had received some kind of consideration.
?Tae be honest I didna think ye had planned on having us participate in
yer wee games. The boys need to stretch oot their wings, so tae speak.?
Nesmith nodded, and tapped his comm badge, ?X, what is our ETA to Earth??
=^= Sir, at current speed, we will arrive at Mars station on stardate
2445.10.09. =^=
?Thanks, X.? Find us a quiet spot not too off the beaten path where we
can stop for some actual practice.? I?d like at least 24 hours of time
there, and maybe 48 if there is some flexibility with our arrival.?
=^= Aye Sir.? We?ll find someplace good. =^=
?OK, Montgomery, let?s see what navigation can find.? If you want to
check in with? Lieutenant T?hrace in case you have some specific ideas
or requirements, she can try to find us a nice out of the way system to
get your pilots some spacetime.?
?Perfectly, sir,? Monty replied. Twenty-four hours would do the ticket.
Requirements? Just the lads, oor fighters, and the time. If ye want to
send me the ootline of that maneuver we can have a look at it.?
?Absolutely.? I?m surprised Wiggins didn?t send it along.? He gets
pretty single-minded at times.? Makes for a good tactical officer.? I?ll
have it sent over and let you two hash it out.? It?s my opinion that
your boys are going to be our ace in the hole,? Nesmith replied.
?He?s a good mon, tae say the least. He has a lot on his mind,? Stewart
replied. ?I?ll look forward tae it.?
?Anything else you need at the moment?? Nesmith asked.
Stewart laughed and stood up, ?No sir. I know we?re no longer a military
organization, but we do need to be prepped for the inevitability of what
comes from space travel. Sooner or later somebody wants what we?ve got.
As mae gran would say, What?s for ye will nae go past ye.?
He stepped over to the door and looked back.? ?And the Illuminar may hae
all the trimmings, but I still think some of the old ways will gie them
something tae think aboot.?
?We?re still a warship Commander, and until I hear otherwise, we?re
going to keep preparing for those foes.? Borg, Breen, or what comes
next, and I?m glad you?re on my side, cause we?ll give ?em hell.?
?And then some,? Stewart replied and headed out the office.
Nesmith returned to his desk and started looking at the PADD again.?
Montgomery was right that the new Star Fleet was returning to its roots
as a scientific and exploration organization, but even so, they still
needed a few ships with teeth to keep the predators away.
Ivanova walked in, ?Sir, we?ve found a place, about 4 hours travel from
here where we can get about 30 hours of time.? Navigation reports we can
make up the time to arrive at Mars as requested.?
?Excellent X,? he said, standing up and walking out to the bridge.?
?Lieutenant T?hrace, make your course correction and engage.? Ivanova,
let the department heads know, and make sure Wiggins gets together with
you for some recommended drills.?
?Aye sir,? came the replies as the Protector changed course.
(Reply None)
(Posted by Al Muir - Commander Stewart
??????????????????Tim B - Commander Nesmith)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 1000, 1100) Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2020 16:17:46 -0500
Mission:Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(Deck 5 ? Holodeck 2 - Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero - 1000)
The upcoming war games would be a non-event for Montero.It wasn?t like
the Captain would deploy the Hillary, even though she was a pretty well
armed and armored shuttle.As long as he wasn?t put on any crazy duty,
like hall patrol or repelling any borders, he?s be ok.He had pondered
sending a proposal to the Captain about using the Hillary but decided
against that.
Instead, he decided he needed some stick time.Sure, the simulators in
the flight deck were good for many things, but there was something about
flying an old-earth style fighter.Bulldog had hooked him on a ?Battle of
Britain? simulation.Pulling up the settings, he chose 15 September
1940.This was one of the largest air battles of the whole ?Battle of
Britain.?He was assigned to the 11 group. No. 72 squadron, the
?Basutoland? out of Biggin Hill flying the Supermarine
Spitfire.Activating the program, Montero entered the holodeck and
stepped into the dressing room.The other pilots were in various states
of dress.?Going to be a cock up today,? one of the men said.
?Nah.It seems the kraut?s want to lose more plane?s today.More for us
lads, more for us.?
?These few are going to kick some German arse back across our channel,?
a third pilot replied as he took out a cigarette and lit it.
?Oy, Montero, you?re right quiet.How did your date with the WAAF go??
Vic paused, ?You mean Tilly?You know Jimmy I ain?t one to kiss and tell.?
The pilots laughed, ?You seeing her tonight??
?God willing, we?ll grab a bite.Assuming the bombers don?t pester us again.?
The airfield siren started its shrill call to battle.Each of the men ran
to their waiting airplanes.The flight commander, George Brown called
over the radio, ?Remember Harry boys, let?s get our payback.?
The aircraft rolled down the runway and took to the air.The pilots
adjusted their heading to head south east towards SouthamptonThe men
were eager to continue to show their mettle against the German BF109s
and the D0 17?s.
?Boys, we got lots of bogies coming in.We have a friendly wager with the
92^nd , and I don?t want to be paying for their drinks, so make every
bullet count,? Brown called over the radio.
Sure enough Montero spotted the German fighters. They had the high
ground, about 3000 feet above the enemy formation, and the sun was in
the right position, ?Tally Ho,? came the call over the radio.
Vic pushed went into an attack dive, targeting the lead fighters.With
surprise and the sun on their side, the 72^nd squad made quick work of
the BF109?s, while the 92^nd turned to attack the Do 17 bombers.
Vic pulled his fighter out of the dive and made a tight turn.His
squadron?s goal was to take on the fighters, depriving the bombers of
protection.As he pursued the fighter in front of him, out in his
periphery, he saw a flight of Hurricanes inbound.They would take the
bombers that the 92^nd couldn?t get.
He pulled his trigger, hearing the rat-a-tat-tat of his machine guns, he
was rewarded with the aircraft in front of him blowing up.
He flew through the remnants of the plane, pulling his stick back to
bring his aircraft up to try another run.
Suddenly he saw flashes of light on either side of his cockpit.Looking
around, he saw a German Bf19 on his tail.
Relying on the maneuverability, her went into a corkscrew roll, trying
to shake the tail, or get the aircraft to stall out. But every time he
jinxed, the enemy pilot was right on his tail.?Got me some trouble,? he
called into his radio.
?I see him, turn to your 2 oclock and dive,? Jimmy replied.
Vic pushed the stick and started the dive.As he did another Spitfire
came screaming up and let go with its guns, taking out Vic?s shadow.?I
owe Jimmy,?
?You bet.I?ll. ?.?And the radio went blank as a fireball appeared where
Jimmy?s aircraft once was.
?Jimmy?? he cried out as he banked his plane to the right. ?No chute,I
repeat no chute.?
His eyes scanned the horizon, but there was nothing, just the fragments
of what was Jimmy?s plane.?Computer, end program,? he called out.
Suddenly the room was typical black with yellow lines.He was sitting on
the floor. Vic let out a primal scream.
Good think he was in the holodeck, so no one should have heard him
scream.The works for Dr. Kroger came back to him.?? /You need to get
over your superman complex.You can?t fix everything; some things are out
of your control.You need to learn to let go and move on.It won?t be
easy; it won?t be without pain??/
Sitting on the floor of the holodeck, he put his head on his hands and
exhaled.If he was going to be true to himself, true to the pilot he knew
he could be.Hell, if he could get upset and worked up over a holographic
pilot getting shot, he needed some real help.
(Deck 5 ? Sickbay - Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero - 1100)
Standing up, still wearing his RAF uniform, Vic exited the holodeck and
looked around.Whoever thought to put the holodecks near sickbay was a
genius.
Montero walked into sickbay, dressed in overalls, a jacket, gloves and a
leather helmet, with an oxygen mask to one side, goggles on his head.A
nurse quickly intercepted him, ?How can I help you sir?? she asked.
?I need to talk to someone in counselling.Is anyone in??
?Please have a seat, Sir, and I?ll see if they can fit you in.?
The nurse waited till Montero sat down before ducking around the corner
where she paged Counselor Trei.?Ma?am, are you free?We have a gentleman
asking for someone in counseling.He?s dressed, ummm, like something out
of a historical movie Ma?am.?
(Reply Trei)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 11.05 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 15:50:45 +0000 (UTC)
Mission:??Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
?(USS Illuminar? - Sickbay -? ACOUNS? ACMO? ?LT JG? Ariel Trei - 11.05)
The nurse called her to see a patient that just came in.? She walked around the corner of her office and noted the odd uniform he was wearing.? She approached the man.
"Hello.? I am ACOUNS ACMO? LT JG? Ariel Trei.? You may call me Ariel.? How can I help you?"
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ILLUMINARRPG: (09-1107) Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 14:30:01 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar - Sickbay - Pilot Ensign Vic ?Raid? Montero - 1107)
Vic sat waiting for what seemed like forever, even though it was only a
few minutes.He became acutely aware of the stares from people in sick
bay with his uniform.Ok, so I didn?t change, he thought.
As he started to take off the leather flying helmet, a woman appeared
from around the corner.She was tall, and judging by the ridges on her
forehead, at least partially Klingon and her long auburn hair.Much
different from the shaved head he sported.
He took a deep breath, feeling a bit like a rat in a trap.
"Hello.? I am ACOUNS ACMO? LT JG? Ariel Trei.? You may call me Ariel.?
How can I help you?" she said
Now or never.Decision time.He was comfortable around Dr. Kroger, mostly
because he helped put him back together after Bulldog, and again after
2443.09.11.Now he was supposed to bear his soul to someone he didn?t
know.He didn?t expect that this councilor would understand a fighter
pilot?s mentality.A breed apart from standard Star Fleet officers.They
were brash, cocky, arrogant, know-it-alls.
He thought about what Dr. Kroger has said when they last met,
/?? //You?re not going to like it Vic.Not one bit.You need to start
seeing someone on a more regular basis.I?ll clear you for duty, but my
recommendation will be that you start weekly sessions.You need to get
over your superman complex.You can?t fix everything; some things are out
of your control.You need to learn to let go and move on.It won?t be
easy; it won?t be without pain.But don?t you think Bulldog and the
others would want you to move on.So there was someone like you who COULD
lead a squadron.You?re needed Vic, and you?re letting those who fought
with you down? ?/
He reflected on the discussion and another one, early on after Bulldog
had died, when he was in recovery:
/?You think my demons are shouting down my better angels?That?s what is
stopping me from greatness??/
//
/?No,? Dr. Kroger, ?But unless you start listening to your better
angels, you?re not going to achieve what your natural skill and talent
will lead you too.This report from Commander Metcalf and Lieutenant
Heatherly speak volumes. And yet, here you are, demoted, again. ?/
Taking another deep breath, and not wishing to leave the lieutenant
hanging, he stood up.?Thank you, ma?am.I?m Raid Montero.You may have
gotten something from a colleague of yours.Dr. Charles Kroger?I?ve been
seeing him on and off, but since I?m stationed here, he felt it might be
good to talk to someone about my situation. ?
(Reply Trei)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 11.10 ACOUNS ACMO LT JG Ariel Trei)
From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 16:23:40 +0000 (UTC)
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
?
(USS Illuminar - Sickbay - ACOUNS ACMO? ?LT JG? ?Ariel Trei - 11.10)
Montero stated his purpose for talking to her.? She didn't recall seeing a note from Dr. Kroger but can deal with the situation her own way.? She directed him to her office and had him take a seat.? She offered him use of the replicator before they started discussion.? She took a seat behind her desk with a cup of Earl Gray and thought on how to proceed.? From the bio information he was going to be hard nut to crack.? He had a severe problem with authority.? She may be able to tap into his memory of his friend and wingman.
"Tell me about yourself and what is troubling you."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (09 - 1115) Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 15:52:52 -0500
Mission: Decompression
Day: 9
Stardate:? 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar - Sickbay - Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero - 11.15)
Montero followed the councilor to her office.? She offered the
replicator, so he got an 'Arnold Palmer', 1/2 lemonade, 1/2 iced tea.
With extra ice.
Sitting across from the woman, he peeled off his pilots helmet, goggles
and oxygen mask, placing them down on the side of the chair.
"Tell me about yourself and what is troubling you," she asked Montero.
Talk about a loaded questions, he thought.? What was troubling him?
Getting emotional about the holographic death of a holographic pilot in
a holographic scenario. That sounded even downright crazy to him.
"That, Ma'am, is a good question right there," he said. Slipping into
the cowboy lingo of the late 19th century, he continued, "Well if I were
to be acknowledgin' the corn, it would be that things affect me a lot. I
know my skills, I trust my skills.? But when REMFs try to second guess
those with skills, people die.? Its been the story of my life. And Dr.
Kroger will tell you I have a bit of the superman complex, coupled with
a wanton disregard for my own health and well-being."
"The reason I'm here, now, is 'cause I was running a simulation in the
holodeck from the Battle of Britain, from the second world war on
Earth.? My best friend Bulldog turned me onto it.? Long story short is
one of the holopilots got shot down and I'm pretty sure I'm mad as hell
and its tearing me up inside."
(Tag Trei)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1700)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2020 08:39:01 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
The Crucible Part 2- The Cliff
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1700)
Sekal had requested science officer Stennin be present as well for the
simulation. Since their initial time working together on Mars to bring the
technology of the fleet up to date he had interacted very little with the
officer due to them being extremely busy and it was past time to touch
bases. This time of the day had been chosen to work around all of their
duties.
Stennin however had asked to be excused for unknown reasons.
He glanced at T'Mur before turning to the locked double door and speaking.
"Luma initiate program Sekal green, one, three, blue."
=^= Luma is starting the program for Our Sekal. =^=
The doors opened after a moment allowing admittance.
=^= These ones must be very careful. This program is demanding. Luma is
afraid her small ones will be injured. =^=
"I am aware of this Luma."
T?Mur raised an eyebrow at the warning from the computer. It was almost as
though it were, for lack of a better way to put it, concerned. Although
she had read up on some of the computer upgrades, much was classified
beyond that of a lowly security ensign.
Sekal nodded to T?Mur and entered, then went straight to his locker and
began changing into the loose fitting pants and shirt followed by the wrap
with a hood and sandals. The clothing was light which fit the scenario and
were the colors of sand and brown. As he waited for T'Mur he faced the
portal, his mind on the details he remembered from before closing the
simulation out while on Mars.
T?Mur followed and went to an adjacent locker. When she opened the door
she was pleasantly surprised to find an outfit that was her size. It was
rare that she ever found clothing her size in adult styles. She would
often have to have her clothing specially made or purchase them in
children?s sizes. She quickly removed her uniform and began to put on the
loose fitting clothing. The trousers were light-weight but made of a
typical Vulcan material that absorbs sweat easily. That would be important
in the unforgiving heat of the Forge. The top wrapped her body up to her
neck. But the cloak was what brought back her first real memory of the
Forge. She threw it on around her shoulders and shrugged the hood up.
The hood jutted out slightly, keeping her eyes shaded, protecting her
face. She remembered how it felt to step onto the Gateway, and could
almost feel the hot wind on her face. She could still hear the voice
behind her saying, ?Child, surely you want to wait for a companion. This
is not a trial one so young should participate in so lightly.? As she did
then, she ignored the voice and stepped next to Sekal.
He pulled the hood over his head just before the portal opened and squinted
his eyes at the brightness of the day as he stepped onto the barren mesa he
had left several days before. A savage gust of hot wind raked across them
billowing their clothing and stinging exposed flesh with sand and grit. The
greater normal gravity of their home planet was already in evidence.
Vulcan's twin planet T'Khut was being swallowed up by the western horizon
as Las'hark burned high in the sky. Be'lar was climbing the eastern sky and
Ces'ti, the third sun of the trinary system would make its presence known
soon. Shelter would have to be found before it became well established due
to the ratcheting up of the heat in the desert it would cause.
He squatted on his haunches at the edge of the escarpment and looked out
over the foreboding landscape before them, the volcanically active valley
they would have to cross before finding shelter. Accessing it would only be
via the treacherous switchback trail down this side that had three defined
breaks due to rockslides. A light sheen of perspiration had already broken
out on his forehead, water would have to be found somewhere along their
path as well. His eyes picked out what would appear to be the easiest route
across the small valley and the landmarks below he would need to use to
find it.
He stood to his feet, moved to where the trail started and began working
his way down.
T?Mur wrapped the cloak around her mouth and took a deep breath. The feel
of the hot air went through her lungs and she began to perspire. She had
taken the precaution of tying her hair back into a braided ponytail,
however, it left her sweat to trickle down the back of her neck. She had
followed the gaze of the captain and noted where he was most likely
heading. Without a word she followed his path.
The trail was steep at its beginning and narrow so maintaining solid
footing was essential. They picked their way down carefully over loose
rocks and slippery sand until the slope became gentle. It was here that the
trail switched back upon itself leading to the first obstacle. The path was
crumbling in places and required pressing against the wall to their right
to navigate it.
The wall felt hot as T?Mur pressed against it. She was able to get solid
hand holds for the moments that her footing gave way. She remembered
taking a fall from a similar path during her trial, but then she was much
less prepared, physically and mentally. Now she was older, more
experienced , and had been through this before.
The break was over a dozen feet in length, too far to jump across even if
they had an adequate base to vault from and a running start. Sekal eased up
to the edge and his eyes picked out a long crack In the sandstone which was
wide enough to get his fingers into. There were several protuberances he
could use to step across on but the light stone could not be trusted to
hold their weight and they were far apart. The bulk of their weight would
have to be carried by their hands and arms and little trust placed in their
footing. They were currently some eighty meters above the ground below.
T?Mur looked at the break in the surface they had to traverse, watching the
captain test the rock facing. She was small and light, however the male
was much larger and heavier. He would have a harder time to make the
crossing. She looked at the eighty meter drop, looking to see if there was
a way to prevent certain death if they were to fall. Barring an amazing,
almost simian effort that would surely dislocate a shoulder, there was
not.
Sekal placed his fingers in the crack and tested the stone. It appeared to
be able to support their grip. After checking it and being satisfied he
turned to his companion. "Once over I will wait until we are both across
before continuing in case assistance is required."
T?Mur nodded. There was little else to add.
Sekal then turned his head and made sure of his grip before moving across,
while care would have to be taken the transit needed to be done speedily in
order to not unduly stress the material of the cliff face. He tested his
grip each time before moving farther and stretched his left leg to reach
the first. Three times he did this before reaching the next ledge. The
first obstacle was only a warm-up he knew. The other two would not be so
easily crossed.
The unfortunate side of the captain?s plan was that his reach was far
greater than T?Mur?s. Her shorter arm span made following Sekal?s path
near impossible without a little stretch, and some faith in her own grip
strength. She had to keep an eye on where he was gripping and then look
for something that would hold her a little closer. There was a small gap
at one point where she had to swing herself one hundred eighty degrees, on
one hand to catch the next ledge. She repeated the motion to turn herself
back to a more comfortable position to step onto the ledge.
Sekal nodded and continued forward. The trail they were following firmed up
for a good distance but didn't widen so he picked his way along carefully
testing each step before trusting his footing. The wall of the cliff was
warm to the touch but would grow hotter as the day lengthened. This would
make their transit vastly more difficult if they were caught still working
their way down therefore he was moving forward as quickly as safety would
allow.
Had he not been taking precautions the soft spot he stepped on would have
pitched him off the ledge, as it was his left foot and ankle turned
unexpectedly as a part of the outside edge broke away. He caught himself
and pitched back against the wall solidly as the soft stone careened down
the remaining sixty meters.
He turned his head momentarily to make sure T'Mur was still solidly on the
path before stepping around the soft spot carefully and continuing to the
next break.
T?Mur had reached out to help steady the captain as the ground gave way.
However the effort seemed unnecessary. He had managed to right himself and
then move past the part of the path that had almost given way. She noted
his look of concern as she herself took a small hop over the soft ground,
then nodded.
?I must assume the safety protocols might not allow one to die from such a
fall, but I am certain the consequences would not be pleasant,? she said.
"Agreed."
This next break was half again as wide as the first and with shorter cracks
which seemed to be breaks in a much longer one. There were no protrusions
on which to place one's feet however meaning grip strength, arms and
shoulders would be carrying all his weight. Sekal cocked an eyebrow at the
increased difficulty but was not surprised, he had expected this. He turned
to T'Mur.
"An interesting obstacle." He was in excellent shape due to his distance
training and not concerned about the test.
T?Mur looked at the expanse and was gratified to know that her martial arts
training was going to come in handy. She had managed to create a better
than average grip strength through what the other cadets at the academy had
called Vulcan jiu jitsu. Suus Mahna helped to develop forearms and finger
strength.
?Indeed, Captain,? she replied. ?Interesting but navigable with adequate
arm strength.?
"The breaks in the cracks appear to be short enough they will not give you
any difficulty."
She nodded, ?I appreciate your concern. I should be able to manage.?
T?Mur had often been underestimated due to her size. And of course often
been patronized by those who knew of her past. She felt a slight tinge of
irritation but quickly suppressed it. It would not do to allow her
commander to see such an emotional display. Still, perhaps it was just the
sweat that was coating her back.
He nodded and tested his grip then began moving across as quickly as he
could safely. The heat of the rock wall was still manageable but they would
need to pick up their pace for the third obstacle once across. While they
could shut out such discomfort and holodeck safety protocols would prevent
burns it was best to approach them as realistically as possible to get the
intended benefits from the simulation.
He was over halfway across before his fingers began to cramp and the
muscles in his arms started burning. He maintained the strength of his grip
rigidly however even when his left hand broke loose a piece of the stone
leaving him hanging by one arm. He adjusted quickly and was able to dig his
toes into a crack in the rock face before raising the hand and finding a
new hold. He refused to pause but continued the former pace, adjusting his
grip to move his right hand around the loosened area.
Upon reaching the end he reached out with his left foot to grab the ledge
and pushed himself firmly onto it then moved away to allow T'Mur room to
make the crossing as he flexed his fingers. In no way was he concerned
about her ability.
T?Mur caught her breath when Sekal lost his hand-hold. Again, almost by
instinct, she reached out. It was not a logical move, as his weight would
have most likely caused them both to plummet. However, she did feel solid
enough to provide support if needed.
She could feel the fatigue growing in her own limbs. She was able to find
a strong enough foot hold to release one hand and shake the lactic acid and
temporarily release the muscular tension. She counted to ten then switched
hand holds and shook out her other arm. Then she proceeded to follow the
captain and a pace that she had to focus to match. As they reached the
ledge, T?Mur took a knee and stretched her shoulders and wrists. She was
breathing a little heavily and focused to calm her heart rate down.
Then she stood up and pushed the hood of the cloak off her head. Closing
her eyes she faced the beating sun and felt its rays burn into her cheeks.
For a moment her mind went back. This climb was harsh, but if the plan was
to cross the desert of the Plain of Blood then it will get much worse.
They had one more section to cross, and it appeared that the difficulty had
grown exponentially over the course. This climb would not be as easy as
the last two. Her survey noted that the hand holds were more sparse, and
footholds much smaller. There also seemed to be a higher degree of descent.
Sekal squatted as he surveyed the next obstacle. The trail dipped steeply
at this spot and the far ledge was significantly lower which would require
a change in elevation. As an added difficulty the hand holds at the lower
elevation stopped several feet short of their goal, it was going to be
necessary to swing over to it. The distance to the ground was still some
twenty meters which could result in serious injury at best and likely death
in the event of a fall without the safety protocols.
"Interesting."
He stood to his feet and grabbed the first hold with his right hand then
began moving across. The difficult part was of course the transition to the
lower elevation. Once he reached the proper spot above it he reached down
with his left hand, grabbed the hold and tested it by moving most of his
weight to it before releasing his right hand. Fatigued muscles were already
protesting but he blocked out the discomfort until he was at the end of the
course. The ledge was tantalizingly close but too far to reach.
He hung for a moment suspended before beginning to swing his lower body and
legs. He would have to be precise, letting go at the proper moment during
the upswing. It all went according to his logical plan until the last
instant, just before releasing the outcrop his fatigued fingers lost their
grip and slipped off.
It became a blur of motion, he was flying through the air facing the ledge
but dropping fast and his feet were not going to make it. The ledge came
toward him at dizzying speed and he was abruptly stopped short as his chest
hit the edge. He was scrabbling for a handhold as he fought through the
pain of impact. His hands finally brought him to a halt by grabbing
crevices in the trail short of the edge and his face was well below the
lip. He hung there for a moment as he sucked in deep breaths and his vision
cleared.
He was about to start hauling himself up when he spotted a grayish rock
embedded in the sandstone before him. He was no geologist like his father
but had an idea of what it might be. Unexpected in such a deposit but if he
was correct it would be invaluable later on.
He managed to dig his toes in and slowly released his right hand then
brought it down and began working the stone loose. It took only seconds to
free it. He then raised his hand and pitched it lightly onto the ledge,
resumed his grip then using toe holds to push from managed to pull himself
up and over. He then rolled away from the edge, retrieved the stone and
turned to his head to see where T'Mur was as he levered himself to his feet.
T?Mur had given one last stretch before she followed Sekal. She was
impressed by his technique, especially considering his mass. She might
have an easier time in this part as her momentum from the swing would be
much less. She had swung her legs like a pendulum and timed her release.
Reaching out her left hand caught hold or an outcrop, then her right. She
hung for a moment, feeling the muscles in her stretch and strain.
She watched as the captain fell. There was no other way to say it. She
half expected the program to end when she saw him catch himself, knowing
the cost of such a maneuver on his body. She noted a set of hand holds
below her, but there was really only one realistic way of reaching them.
Taking a deep breath, she let go with her hands and dropped about a meter,
until she caught her targeted position. She moved along the path she had
found to take her within a meter of the captain.
?Sir,? she called out, ?are you injured??
His chest was painful but not debilitating, most likely bruised. "Not
seriously." He replied. There was no evidence of cracked or broken ribs
that he could tell and his breathing wasn't labored. The pain seemed to be
relegated to the muscles of his chest wall. "I see no reason not to
continue." He flexed his arms and fingers again then rolled his shoulders.
The latter movement caused considerable discomfort but only in twinges.
T?Mur nodded and looked at her own hands, which now had several slight
contusions. However, they were not bleeding and the pain was more than
manageable. She reached out and made the swing for the ledge. Catching it
easily she could feel the captain?s strong hands help her up.
Rubbing her hands on her thighs, she noted the item in Sekal?s hand. With
a raised eyebrow of curiosity she decided that if he had wanted to share he
would have already.
With her safely on the ledge he pocketed the stone he had gathered and
continued down the trail until they reached the base of the escarpment.
Once they reached the base T?Mur thought that it would be a good place to
rest for a moment. If they were going into the Plain of Blood they would
need all of their strength. They were also going to have to find a water
source, eventually.
There was a slight electrostatic charge in the air that T?Mur could feel
crawling across her skin. It was a familiar sensation. She sat on the
ground, crossed her legs and closed her eyes.
?We should rest,? she said.
"A logical suggestion." Sekal sat down and leaned back against a boulder
after pulling the hood over his head to shade his eyes. Static electricity
crackled and snapped as he set it into position. His chest muscles were
beginning to stiffen and the skin below his chin felt abraded though there
was no blood. He had no doubt the skin on his torso was in a similar
state. His encounter with the Sehlat in his first and only other delve
into the simulation had been merely the smallest foreshadowing of what was
to come and he had escaped unscathed. This time he had been only slightly
less fortunate. If the stone he had found was what he thought it to be it
would make his discomfort worthwhile. Ces'ti was now making its entry into
the sky. They could not afford to rest long but their bodies needed
attention. Water was an immediate need but wouldn't be found here. Perhaps
on the other side of the geologically active valley, if they could cross
quickly they might find that and shelter from the heat for a time.
(Reply: None)
(Posted by Al Muir (T'Mur)
Melinda Gatling (SPC Luma Lenai)
and Charles Gatling (Sekal)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1745)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2020 08:44:39 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
The Crucible Part 2- The Valley
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1745)
T?Mur maintained an awareness of Sekal?s activity. She knew he was testing
out his injuries and knew that he should not sit too long or he will
stiffen. But they needed the moment. She breathed slowly, and deeply, as
she felt her own body start to relax. Breathing her mind began to slip
back in time.
Solitude took a new meaning when you were alone in the Forge. They called
this the Plain of Blood for a reason. All she could see was a sea of red
sand and rock. The wind would blow hot specks of sand in her face. Even
the protection she wore with a scarf across her face could not keep the
sand out. And the oppressive, beating heat that only seemed to continue to
increase. It was never certain which was worse, walking in the heat of the
day, or facing the dangers of the creatures of the night. The very short
night.
After ten minutes and noting the growing heat he stood to his feet, wincing
only slightly at his protesting muscles and turned to follow the rock wall
to their left until coming to the cluster of boulders he had marked from
the top of the mesa. Another reason they could not stay long here was the
volcanic fumes rising from vents on the surface. Harmful gases being
heavier than air could accumulate in pockets on the surface and if exposed
too long could overcome them.
It occurred to him that as both a mineralogist and volcanologist Saleke had
no doubt found this area extremely familiar and his knowledge would have
been substantial as well as helpful. While his son had gravitated to other
areas of science he was not completely unaware of assets they might find
such as the first they came across.
It was protruding from the loose sand and stood out starkly against it due
to its color which was jet black. He bent down to pick up the hot mineral
and examined it. It was only moderately heavy, as thick as his closed fist
and roughly twice as long. It's surface was rough and cracked.
He looked toward T'Mur and replied to her raised eyebrow. "Obsidian, a
volcanic glass. Useful for making bladed tools such as a knife or axe. This
specimen should do for a knife. If we find a sufficiently large sample I
will make an axe head. A spear point would be useful for protection if we
cross one of the deep forests."
T?Mur nodded. Her parents had traded with such goods for a time.
Artifacts made from natural resources always seemed to be a draw to
collectors from other worlds. However, she was certain that the captain?s
interest was a little more practical. They had not brought any items with
them to protect themselves, and the logic of finding such items was
undisputable. The journey down the cliff face was too difficult for her to
contemplate such things, but now, the dangers were different, and may
require more thought.
Standing to his feet then he waited for her to precede him, he would follow
as he watched for more of the material. T?Mur took a deep breath and
stretched her back. Then she stood up and stretched her arms and
shoulders. She turned to Sekal.
?Shall we continue?? she asked, and then started to walk before giving him
a chance to respond.
The moment they stepped away from the cover of the canyon walls the full
blast of the days heat struck at them as if it had a physical nature to
it. She remembered her trial and although this heat was harsh, it was
going to get worse. They had to cross about 20 kilometers of the desert
ahead before they would see any sign of the caves they would need to find
before the full force of the heat would drop on them.
T?Mur started out with a pace that was moderate for her. As her muscles
became more attuned to the activity she was able to ?pick-it up? as the DI
would call it. There had been a small group of cadets at the academy that
had introduced T?Mur to the concept of marathon running. But that was in
Earth?s atmosphere, and then in the less friendly climate of Mars.
However, she wondered how they would all have run on Vulcan climate of the
Forge. She wanted to push the pace hard, but also did not want to over
exert herself, or the captain, this early.
Sweat had began to mat her hair and then roll down her cheek. She focused
on her breathing and monitoring her body temperature. Periodically she
would maintain a watchful eye on Sekal. She believed that he was a little
more injured than he was allowing her to see, but she noticed a slight
change in his gate, that eased as they walked. However, T?Mur would not
dishonor him by mentioning out loud.
Luma had watched the entire program thus far. Sekal was a past bondmate and
she was highly unamused by his antics. Still, she could not speak
telepathically to him unless he was touching the skin, and her time with
the small ones had taught her that it was inappropriate to scold in front
of others. Particularly vulcan others. The sense of being watched would
remain and be perceived by all of the Vulcans. Later the Lenai would
explain her view. And perhaps advise her Hammons to come with the Vulcans
next time. This program seemed to fit his definition of 'fun'.
They traveled in silence for the first five kilometers. T?Mur focused on
how the environment was affecting her body. It was almost surprising how
quickly she adapted, as her body seemed to recall the experiences from six
years ago. She had not pushed her body to such a limit since then. She
began to be curious if the captain had any experience with the Forge since
his time on Vulcan was sporadic when he was a child.
She slowed her pace slightly and fell back with Sekal. She looked back and
said, ?Sir, may I ask a question?? Her parents often told her that her
impatience with her curiosity would be her downfall.
Movement had worked out much of the stiffness in his chest over time and
his legs were used to eating up the ground at a much faster pace so his
stride was fluid and easy. His shoulders, arms and hands though had
undergone quite a workout so he flexed them occasionally in an attempt to
avoid future stiffness. He regarded her as she dropped back and spoke.
"Of course. Continue."
?I understand, from your records, that your time on Vulcan was ?
inconsistent,? she said. ?Have you had much experience with the Forge??
The movement of his head was unconscious as he considered the question.
"Beyond a general knowledge of it no. My distance training course skirted
the western reaches but I have never been inside the desert."
Saleke of course had and was intimately familiar with it but she was
correct in her assessment. The first ten years of his life had been almost
evenly split between Earth and Vulcan due to his mother's presence in the
Ambassadorial party. After that he had spent several years with his father
on the VSRS Sinya becoming acquainted with shipboard life and activities
before returning to his home planet to take up advanced studies and a
grueling 5k workout regimen to fine tune his body as well as his mind.
Kohlinar had been a centerpiece of those early years as well and later Suus
Mahna at which he had become quite accomplished though he had not mastered
it.
Such physical pursuits while well worthwhile had to take second place to
his studies which had borne fruit at the proper time. No matter the
brilliance of an intellect it had to be shaped and honed.
"My first foray into the simulation was quite enlightening and the lesson I
learned from it will be of importance in the future. Though I did not learn
it directly at the time but after comparing my experience with that of my
father and seeing the logic in his approach. In the matter of tactics he
has much to teach and I much to learn."
T?Mur nodded, and a small inkling of a smile appeared on her face, ?As do
we all.? She heard the voice of her Suus Mahna master speaking through
her.
It was true what humans claimed, conversation did tend to make the passing
of time and distance appear to move faster. She knew that time did not
actually fluctuate, as her internal clock did not note any temporal
displacement, however, her mental awareness of the passing of time did
alter. They were already ten kilometers through their trek when T?Mur saw
her first signs of life.
Most think of life, especially in a desert, on a grander scale. However,
life in the Forge evolved in a very different way. The greatest dangers
were not necessarily the largest. Case in point were the acre?ave
(A-cre-ave), or as they are often misnamed, Vulcan scorpions. They were
very similar to Earth scorpions with differences. They spent most of the
time underground feeding on subterranean life, until the heat of the day
dried up the water storage and drove them above ground to hunt. They were
not large creatures, but the venom from their tail stingers was quite
effective, and fast acting. They traveled in swarms of a dozen. More than
that they began to compete with each other.
As T?Mur looked towards their destination she noted a gray cloud float
centimeters above the ground. She took a deep breath and looked to see if
there was a way around them, already knowing that the cloud would follow
the scent of their sweat. She started to calculate their possible
responses. They could back up and try to make their way around. That
could take hours that they do not have. They could try to run through the
swarm and hope that they were not able to sting them through their
clothing, or worse, get caught inside their cloaks and make their way
inside their protective layer.
A single sting from an acre?ave would not kill a full grown Vulcan, unless
they were sensitive to the venom, but it could debilitate them long enough
for more of the insects to add to the situation. It all depended upon how
one defined deadly. She turned to the Sekal.
?Captain,? she said as she came to a stop, ?we have a ? problem. Do you
see that small cloud a few meters ahead. Those are acre?ave. We have two
choices, go around or go through. In my estimation, going through may be
our best course of action. It is not the safest, but it is the quickest,
and will get us to cover fastest.?
Sekal considered the alternatives quickly. He wasn't intimately familiar
with the creatures but knew they were most dangerous in numbers. They could
attempt to skirt them which would not be a given. They could split up with
one going around either side with the likelihood if they gave chase one
would be attacked by all with the other in no position to give assistance.
But if they moved through them quickly having multiple targets and a short
exposure time it might confuse some though it was unlikely to be all.
Moving through them slowly would only invite the swarm to attack.
And there was the time factor she had noted. The heat was getting more
oppressive and at some point would become intolerable. The more time they
spent trying to avoid the creatures the less chance they would have to make
it to shelter.
"We go through them quickly but it won't confuse them long. They will most
likely target the trailing figure so you will be first. Don't slow down
until I tell you we are clear and they are no longer giving chase."
He had a longer stride and was a distance runner so would have to slow his
pace to remain behind her even if she was running flat out. But they were
already both somewhat fatigued from the heat and their previous exertions
so they wouldn't be able to keep up a running pace for more than three
hundred yards he judged.
As an additional measure he quickly removed his cloak and held it with his
right hand near the center. It would only serve to trap the creatures
inside its folds at any rate and he had an additional use for it. The
initial glare nearly activated his nictitating eyelids after removing his
hood before several blinks mostly cleared his vision. The chunk of obsidian
was being carried in his left hand.
"Go!"
T?Mur could see the logic of Sekal, but she did not necessarily agree with
it. However, she heard the tone and could feel the finality of it.
Arguing her own points would only waste what little time they had, and they
would end up in the same place. So she simply nodded, noting that he had
removed his cloak. She hoped he was not planning on doing what his actions
implied he was going to do.
With a deep breath and a skip she began to run directly at the cloud of
insects. As she got closer her pace began to increase until she was at a
full run. She would be able to keep up this rate for about another ten
minutes. Then she would have to slow down. She pulled her cloak close
around her, making certain that she had no exposed flesh when she hit the
cloud.
The sound of buzzing increased exponentially as she hit the swarm. It
became louder and more aggressive. She could feel impacts of the the
acre?ave as they attacked into her cloak. She became keenly aware for any
sharp pokes in her limbs or torso.
Two hundred hundred yards later the attack had decreased to only a few
impacts, and T?Mur began to slow her pace. She started feeling comfortable
enough to look back and watch how Sekal was doing.
He was right behind her as she hit the swarm, and while a few followed her
with murderous intent the ones slower on the uptick turned their attention
to Sekal. Similar to the sound of a swarm of hornets they rushed upon him
as he blew through their number. He ducked his head to avoid two flying
directly for his face while spinning the cloak on his right. Those on that
side were either deflected by it or had to adjust their flight path to
avoid it. The defense wasn't perfect as one bounced off his right shoulder
seemingly disoriented by the unexpected motion.
The three coming from his left however had no such impediment and were
determined to skewer him with their stingers. They were caught by surprise
as he spun and caromed off the spinning cloak as he spun in a quick circle
then dashed off again at full speed.
The bulk of the swarm was disoriented or dispersed except for the two he
had ducked. Making a turn they buzzed after him but the Vulcan was fast on
his feet and while he didn't leave them behind they weren't making up the
ground very quickly although he could hear them edging closer. He didn't
make the mistake of turning and trying to swat at them, they would avoid it
and spear him so he began a zig zag to make their task more difficult.
He had hit his full stride soon after resuming the run but the pattern he
was following kept him from running up on T'Mur's heels. A sudden gust of
hot wind gave him an idea so he shook out the cloak and as it billowed out
he stopped and turned, sweeping it around behind him. Avoiding a narrow
swatch of cloth would have been easy, this wasn't easy. The wind blew the
folds of it directly across the acre?ave and sent them spinning to the
sandy valley floor several meters away.
Sekal didn't hang around to applaud his accomplishment but was quickly off
again, chasing T'Mur who was leaving the last of her pursuers behind. The
rest of the swarm had given up the chase soon after he had left their
olfactory range.
As soon as she noticed that the acre?ave had given up on their pursuit
T?Mur slowed her pace to a slight jog, and then to a brisk walk. She
relaxed her grip on her cloak and it flapped open. As the cloak opened on
last acre?ave jumped out a fold. It launched an attack at T?Mur?s face,
and she saw its tail swing towards her right eye. Just as quickly she
reached up and grabbed the insect at the base of the tail. She brought her
other hand up and with a jerk pulled the tail off. The acre?ave made a
noise that could only be described as an insect screaming. She threw the
body to the ground and crushed it under her boot. The tail continued to
twitch and try to strike.
The tail hit the ground and T?Mur looked to see Sekal looking at her and
the scene that had enfolded before him. He put his cloak back on and
shrugged. The hood taking its customary place covering his head and
shielding his eyes Sekal didn't spare the dismembered insect a second
thought. Vulcan was a harsh world and its indegent species equally as
deadly. The Sehlat had died because of a mistake on his part due to
ignorance. While his actions had seemed logical at the time it had been
within the framework of his own ignorance of tactical planning and
avoidance. He had overestimated his speed as a strength against a swift and
determined hunter. That was not a mistake he would make again either at a
personal level or in regard to his command.
The next volcanic vent yielded a sizable chunk of obsidian, more than ample
to make an axe head. This left him in a quandary for only a moment before
he tore a wide strip from the hem of his cloak and tied it around the two
pieces in his possession. This left just enough over to hold in one hand
like a strap. They didn't hinder his movement significantly but he had to
switch hands every so often to avoid cramps in his extremities.
The remainder of the crossing was uneventful. T?Mur could feel the ground
become more solid under her feet as they went from the sandy to rocky.
They had entered a new territory. It was a territory of hardened volcanic
rock. It also had lava tubes that could act as cover from the raging
heat. And they could not have reached it at a better time. T?Mur could
start to feel the heat burn her through her clothing. The soles of her
boots were starting to show signs of softening.
(Reply: None)
(Posted by Al Muir (T'Mur)
Melinda Gatling (SPC Luma Lenai)
and Charles Gatling (Sekal)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9- 1830)- ACOps - Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory and Ferengi Fight Promoter Lar
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2020 14:39:24 -0600
NRPG: The plot thickens
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(Mars Base- Red Sands Tavern- ACOps - Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory and
Ferengi Fight Promoter Lar- 1830)
Lar had been keeping his sizeable ears open since the officers of the
Illuminar had been recalled to the ship. He had gotten hung up in another
business proposition and it had appeared he had lost the opportunity to
tender a business deal to the hew-mon. Just in case however he had paid a
few latinum strips to someone to hang around the establishment and watch in
case Gregory showed up.
His precaution had paid off when word was transmitted to him that the
officer had appeared in his favorite hangout and at his preferred time.
Lar walked into the tavern and found to his relief that there were very few
standing or moving about as it allowed the shorter Ferengi to get a good
look around the room. His search paid off as he spotted the hew-mon on the
far side at a table all to himself.
The Ferengi made for him straightway. His fashionable and overdone
clothing was not in evidence nor was the flashy jewelry he sported at the
events to sell himself to the betting public. This was business of another
kind which called for more discreet garb though his presence here would
certainly be noted.
"Lieutenant Gregory." He spoke as he came to the table. "I was afraid I had
missed you. I'm glad word circulated around that you had showed up here."
Gregory looked up, ?Hello Lar. How?s the gambling syndicate going? Did
you make lots of profit on the fights the other night??
Lar smiled as he stopped on the other side. "I always make a good profit on
the fights but that win by your weight lifter really charged up the fans.
I've never seen so many underdogs betted on. What's the hew-mon saying? Ah
yes, I made a killing."
Sipping his drink, ?Come join me. I?ve only got a few hours before I have
to report back. Have a lot of work to do before our next mission.?
"Preparing to ship out eh?" Lar pulled out a chair and sat down. Even
better that I caught you when I did and since you don't have a lot of time
I'd better get down to business."
Gregory chuckled. ?That is what I like about your people Lar, always down
to business. Must go with Rule of Acquisition number seven. ?Always keep
your ears open??
"The latinum from the fights is substantial but I'm always looking out for
ways to expand my business. Quark occupies a niche and is comfortable there
but he looks out for other ways to pull in more latinum. Mars isn't like
DS9 though, the opportunities here are around every corner and I'm
diversifying my interests as fast as I can without throwing good latinum
away."
?Indeed, diversification is the road to profit. Quark knows how to squeeze
every piece of Latium from every loophole in every contract. That cousin
of his Igeba is even worse, let me tell you,? Gregory paused. ?But that is
a story for another day. So tell me Lars what is this opportunity you wish
to discuss? What are you offering??
"What am I offering you? Let me put it this way. Technology is always
popular and it pulls in huge dividends but I'm not the most technically
minded Ferengi out there though I'm learning. I need a consultant. Someone
who knows the ins and outs of it and you my friend fit the criteria. Look
at you! You are an operations officer on StarFleet's newest prototype ship.
You eat, sleep and breathe technology, schematics and power flow. You are
the perfect consultant for a Ferengi like me who is needing the best advice
available."
?Lar, Lar, Lar? That is tempting. Very tempting. Unfortunately Star Fleet
frowns on officers doing off-books consulting,? Gregory said. ?When I
retire, I would be happy to look you up. In fact, I can put you in touch
with a few classmates of mine from MIT who might be interested in your
offer.?
"Did I mention it pays well? I wasn't kidding about the profit margin. It's
huge and I can afford to be generous. You'll be swimming in a pond of gold
pressed latinum before you know it." Lar's smile became dreamy at the
thought of the OCEAN of gold pressed latinum HE would be swimming in.
?I am surprised that you did not heed Rule of Acquisition 194. It's always
good business to know about new customers before they walk in your door.
You, of all people, would know Star Fleet regulations about outside
consulting. I would have to get permission from senior officers, and it
would have to be for a specific project. I am not one to turn down
Latinum, but I also don?t want to end up in the brig.?
Lar was shaken out of his daydream. "I'm always well prepared and I'm
talking to what I had hoped to be a business associate." The Ferengi
frowned then shook it off and shrugged. "I can see you aren't willing at
this time to align your interests with mine. That is extremely unfortunate
but like any good businessman I have other options."
?There is the problem, I am afraid. You ask me to go into business in an
area that is directly related to my job in Star Fleet. It is unfortunate,
but that is not something I will risk, not for all the Latinum in the Grand
Nagus? vaults.?
The teeth he showed in the smile this time looked more pointed and slightly
threatening as he pushed back the chair and stood to his feet. "I'm sorry
we couldn't come to a business arrangement though, you would have found it
extremely profitable. Perhaps we can discuss it again in the future. In the
meantime I very much appreciated the windfall you threw my way. Good night
hew-mon."
?Good night to you too Ferengi. I wish you well in your search for
profit.?
Lar then turned and made his way out of the tavern. He needed to make
arrangements to keep his business running here so that he could leave
tonight. He had connections who would see the profit in the wind and
provide him with the resources he needed in exchange for a cut. The profit
margin wouldn't be as large but still substantial. And if the ship was
going to be here for a few more days he would just have time to get those
assets in place.
Gregory watched Lar walk away. Clearly something was up with that fellow.
He had to know that Star Fleet would not have let him enter into an
arrangement such as he proposed. Oh well, he thought, putting it out of
his mind to focus on the pretty girl at the bar.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G (Lar)
and Tim B (Gregory)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1910)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2020 08:55:28 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
The Crucible Part 2- Shelter
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1910)
T'Mur led the captain to the nearest tube, and instantly felt the relief in
the shade. They did, of course, have to be sure that the cave they entered
was not already inhabited. That could have some unfortunate consequences.
Once they had stepped a few meters inside, T?Mur removed her cloak with a
flourish and laid it over a rock. The cooler air flowed over her flesh and
she gave an involuntary shiver. Then she sat down and leaned back against
the wall of the tube. That was when the hairs on the back of her neck
raised.
Sekal removed his cloak as well. It appeared they had entered the program
at or near midsummer which was the hottest time of the year. Vulcan could
never be considered cool but there were varying degrees of heat which a
native was aware of. This was not the logical season to be undertaking such
an excursion. He removed his cloak as well and laid it upon another rock
across from T'Mur, the bundle of obsidian he laid beside it but halted
before sitting. The cool air seemed to waft across the exposed flesh of his
neck, face and arms and stir his hair but that was not why he had stopped,
his ears had picked up a very light sound that was not originating from
them.
His head moved slightly to focus his hearing more solidly on the soft noise
and immediately recognized the sound.
"I hear water, a trickle from the sound farther back into the tunnel."
T?Mur tilted her head and nodded. ?That would be most fortuitous.?
Sekal began moving farther into the tunnel seeking out the sound until one
sandal caught on something partially buried beneath blown sand. It moved
with a scraping noise. He stopped and knelt down to examine what was at his
feet. The light here was enough to make out the glint of metal. He dug his
fingers beneath it then lifted up a spear head. It had a decided slant near
the end or 'hook' that denoted its Vulcan origin. Terran and Vulcan items
of like purpose always had some slight differences in form. It appeared to
have once had a longer and more sweeping curve that had been broken away.
"This obviously signifies we were not the first ones here which is logical
if the water is drinkable." The steel was only lightly tarnished thanks to
the lower oxygen content of the atmosphere and severely dry air of the
desert. Remembering the stone he removed it from his pocket to test it.
He pulled the rock across the relatively keen edge striking a trail of
sparks which streamed to the floor. "Flint as I had surmised." He placed
the stone back in his pocket and felt beneath the sand once more. Finding
what he was seeking he pulled the long wooden haft of the spear out. It was
dry rotted, nearly crumbling and of little use.
He returned to the rock to set down his new finds.
T?Mur drew in her legs and stood up. She walked over to Sekal and looked
at his treasures. ?Intriguing captain,? she said, ?that we should find
these artifacts in this tube. I wonder what the purpose of find them here?l
He laid the spear head beside the bundle of obsidian and leaned the haft
carefully against the tunnel wall before answering. "For those who are
actively searching; resources no doubt." He turned his head to her.
"Consider this, we now have the items necessary to make fire, tools and
should we come across a suitable source of wood; a weapon."
He looked back into the tunnel momentarily toward the flow of water he had
heard. "This scenario is a long running one I have been told. My father has
been using it for decades but to get to the actual place of training was a
long and arduous journey and there were many trials along the way. I have
just begun using it. Logically not everything found will be needed or the
occasion to use them might come up but the situation resolved another way.
Care will no doubt have to be taken to avoid trying to carry everything
found or to drop single use items in favor of ones with multiple uses to
maximize carrying capacity."
He turned his gaze back to her. "In short then it mimicks reality and all
of the decisions that are required to complete the journey." He sat down
for a moment to rest in the refreshingly cool air before resuming the
search for water. "Were we truly on Vulcan I would say a warrior in the
distant past making a trek across the desert stopped here for shelter and
since no bones are in evidence discarded his weapon before continuing. As
we are in the Plain of Blood does it symbolize Surak or some other? There
is no way of knowing."
T?Mur grew up as part of the merchant sect of Vulcan culture. Logic was,
of course, important, as was mathematics and problem solving. But the
sciences had not been given a great deal of attention. She found archeology
and geology fascinating, but she had not had the opportunity to pursue such
endeavors. However, she did have time to study artifacts for their value to
cultures for the purpose of sales. But making the match of the buyer to the
item was more important than financial profit. It was solving a puzzle.
So she understood what Sekal said with regards to the items, and selecting
items that would be most useful. Carrying items that they would not or
could not use would be illogical and futile.
In her most wise voice she said, ?Only time will tell.?
With that she turned to make her own way towards the back of the tube,
towards the sound of water. As she got closer to the sound she could smell
the dampness in the air. Water was going to be a commodity in this
situation.
Sekal took the time to relax and rest his sore muscles knowing that he
couldn't stay still too long as they would stiffen faster in the cool air.
T'Mur did not require him to help her in the search and unless she
requested assistance there was no need to get in her way.
As T?Mur got closer to the dripping sound the smell became stronger, but
oddly enough the light had only slightly diminished. It was not so much as
a light as she noted that there was a glow. As she looked closer at the
wall it became clear that it was coated in some phosphoric substance.
At closer inspection it was a biolumino lichen that gave off enough of a
glow that she could easily see the ground and surrounding area. Then she
could see the glow reflecting off a small pool of water. She wanted to
study the lichen more but the draw of the water took precedence.
Standing at the side of the pool she followed the line of the drip up the
wall. She noted where it trickled through a small crack that clearly had
been eroded over years. She knelt by the pool and reached out with her
hand, cautiously touching the water.
Cupping her hand she lifted some of the water to her nose. She could not
smell anything. Then slowly touched it to her lips. There was a mineral
taste to the water but it appeared to be safe. She scooped up another
handful and took a more robust drink.
Then she looked for a way to take water to Sekal. After a brief search she
found a deep shell. Rinsing it in the pool she then filled it with the
water and stood up. T?Mur walked carefully back to the front of the cave
and handed the shell to the captain who took it from her hands.
"You have my thanks." He took a sip and noted the mineral content that gave
it flavor. That was something highly valued by other cultures but not
Vulcans or rather not by the most stringently logical. Contrary to
off-world understanding not every Vulcan snubbed flavor as beneath them. It
was true that most Vulcan foods were bland by off-world standards but there
were others that were not. Plomeek soup for example was nearly tasteless
while there existed vegetables and fruits that were at the other end of the
spectrum.
Many Vulcans drank fruit juice in addition to water and that was from
Vulcan fruit. Other cultures found it enjoyable. Sekal like his father had
taken to drinking orange juice while stationed at Mars. That was not an
aberration in Vulcan culture though being a Terran juice it was unusual
hence why Saleke had shown surprise. OJ from the replicators though had
been easier to access and was a simpler compound for the system to
fabricate.
He drank the water slowly at first so as not to shock his system, when his
stomach accepted it and quieted he ingested it more quickly then stood to
his feet. "The dry air pulls moisture from our bodies more quickly than
would be expected even though perspiration has been noted. We cannot remain
here long but it will be necessary to rehydrate as fully as possible while
here. I suggest you make the attempt to drink more before we leave."
With that said he made his way back to the pool she had located, filled the
shell and drank again while monitoring his body's reaction. He continued
but stopped well before overloading his system then handed the shell back
to her.
His internal temperature had dropped sharply making the air of the tube
seem nearly chill which was a sign they had become dangerously dehydrated
and overheated. Once out of the valley they would need to find shelter
quickly.
As she drank he spoke. "I saw what appeared to be a trail nearby that
should take us up and out of the lowland. Once at a higher elevation we
need no longer be concerned about possible hazardous emissions from
geologic activity."
His time sense told him they had been in the simulation for two point three
hours. Once they reached a good stopping point; hopefully at the terminus
of the trail they would leave the holodeck. The heat of the day had crested
and would remain high for hours yet. Finding a shelter to begin the next
run from was a priority. While this lava tube would seem to fill that need
it was deceptive. A change in wind direction could blow volatile organic
compounds into it making it a death trap. There was no way of knowing for
certain since most were odorless and colorless and their only warning might
be the simulation shutting down prematurely registering a 'death'.
Taking a long, slow drink T?Mur listened to Sekal?s plan. It seemed
logical, especially to get out of the range of life threatening gases. She
was no geologist, but she could appreciate the concern of someone who knew
better. She picked up a handful of water and poured it over her head and
down her neck. She turned her head and made an attempt to ?smell? the
odorless gasses. Suddenly she felt uneasy, her chest tightening slightly.
?I suggest we move on then,? she said, the uneasy feeling increasing. She
took one more drink of water, stood up and moved back towards the front of
the lava tube. As she approached the light, and the heat of the exterior
of the cave, She could feel her left arm start to tremble. She had to
focus to settle it.
Sekal picked up the cloak and donned it then passed T'Mur the spearhead
before she left the tube. He hesitated before reaching for the spear haft
then grasped it with both hands and broke off a four inch piece from one
end which he pocketed. Picking up the bundle of obsidian he then followed
her out.
(Reply: None)
(Posted by Al Muir (T'Mur)
Melinda Gatling (SPC Luma Lenai)
and Charles Gatling (Sekal)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1930)- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur and SPC Luma'Lenai
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2020 11:08:18 -0600
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
The Crucible Part 2- The Storm
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Holodeck 1- CO, Captain Sekal- SO, Ensign T'Mur
and SPC Luma'Lenai - 1930)
The experience was much like stepping to the periphery of a bonfire as the
wall of heat hit him with a near physical blow. He hitched the hood farther
over his face to cut down the glare from the trinary suns. Las'hark was
well past the midpoint of the sky which Be'lar was approaching and Ces'ti
was well above the eastern horizon. T'Khut had been reduced to a small
sliver above the western. The longest and hottest part of the day was well
in motion.
This heralded the possibility of sudden and catastrophic changes in the
weather as well which they would have to be watchful for. It could happen
anywhere on Vulcan but was at its most severe within the wastelands.
T'Mur took one last look at the cool cave before she reached down and threw
on her cloak. Pulling it around her she stepped out into the light, and
the heat. She shrugged the hood over her head and moved towards the path
that Sekal had mentioned.
He followed her to the path which wound upward but not on the surface. Here
at least in the lower elevations it was surrounded by high rock walls.
There was very little shade however except beneath overhangs due to the
coverage of the two suns high in the sky. The trail was steep but not
difficult to navigate owing to the rocky nature of the footing which was
hard and not crumbling. It took no more than twenty minutes before they
began nearing the summit of the trail. As the rock walls dropped away his
attention was drawn to the east where Ces'ti was being occluded. All across
the visible horizon a wall of muddy brown seemed to be drawn like a
curtain. The wind was gusting fiercely as well which caused him to shade
his eyes reflexively and electrostatic discharges in the air crackled
around them. His next words were unnecessary.
"Electrical sandstorm. We must find shelter quickly!"
T?Mur?s eyes followed Sekal?s look and she watched as the sparks of
electric discharge erupted. ?I concur,? she agreed, looking for a place
to hide and allow the electrical storm to pass.
The dust cloud swirled towards them. For a moment she considered running
through it, but a sudden release of static discharges made her rethink that
strategy. T?Mur continued to scan the opposite direction of the oncoming
storm until she noticed a rock growth about three hundred yards to the
west.
?There,? she pointed and started to jog towards the rocks.
He followed her but soon quickened the pace until they were moving briskly.
Not at a dead run since the sand and dust swirling in the air at times made
it more difficult to see their footing and taking a tumble here could be
disastrous. Upon reaching the outcrop he noticed that it hid a crack in the
rock face which ended at a metal door of indeterminate age. When they
reached it he found it difficult to pull outward due to an accumulation of
sand and aged hinge points.
Surprise was to say least of T?Mur?s reaction to seeing the door. Sekal was
having trouble opening it so she she joined him in his efforts. The door
budged enough that she could put her fingers in the jam. Then putting a
foot against the wall she heaved.
Together they managed to open it and duck through. With it having been
loosened Sekal was able to draw it shut once again with a little
difficulty. He immediately backed away from it just before it flared with
an electrical discharge which caused faerie fire to dance across his skin.
The temperature here had dropped noticeably but not as much as in the lava
tube. There was some dim, recessed lighting within coming from the same
phosphorescent material found within that tunnel. He moved farther inward
and noted the cavern he found after walking down a shallow incline appeared
to be artificial. The feature he found of interest was a wide hole cut into
the floor of it. There was a heavy bucket nearby with a rope attached. The
rope upon close examination appeared to be sturdy enough to test his
supposition. "Water I'm assuming."
The bucket had been upended and appeared to be clean. His searching fingers
found no dirt. He dropped the bucked into the hole and was rewarded with a
splash. "An artesian well."
He let the bucket sink then brought it up carefully. It was filled with
clean water. He tested the cold liquid then drank deeply.
The air still smelled of ozone as she joined Sekal at the well. When he
stepped aside she took her own long drink of the refreshing liquid. As it
slid down her throat she could feel the rest of her body react to the
cooling fluid.
She turned her attention back to the captain, remembering the electrical
discharge from the door. He appeared to be unharmed, so she decided to not
pursue the matter. Instead she decided to explore the chamber. There had
been several sects that had followed Surak throughout Vulcan history that
had set up outposts within the Forge. They felt that it brought them
closer to the initial teachings of logic. There were also sects of V?tosh
ka?tur who had escaped to the Forge in defiance of logic. Either way, this
was an artificial construct, and T?Mur could not decide which. There were
few clues.
She did not wish to be separated from Sekal and headed back. Then she sat
down, back against the wall, and closed her eyes for meditation. She
focused her mind on her left arm, which had started to tremor again. It
was far from debilitating, but did leave a trail to the damage to her
neurological system caused by the Pa?Nar syndrome which continued to haunt
her.
She had learned to live with the tremor but it did cause others some
discomfort and lack of confidence in her ability to perform her duty that
she would rather not have to explain to her CO. Through focus and
breathing she was able to settle her body, knowing that she would have to
seek treatment from the doctor that she had been putting off for as long as
she could.
Sekal had placed the bundle of obsidian against the wall not far from the
door and the spear point had been left with it. He pulled the flint and
punky section of wood from his pocket and placed them beside the rest. This
refuge would be an excellent point from which to weather the greater part
of the heat of the day while experimenting with the techniques of working
the obsidian into usable tools. But that would not be today. He turned to
his companion and noted the tremor in her arm as she meditated.
His eyes narrowed at the sight. While he was not a physician the evidence
of lost neurological function was quite obvious. The reason for it was
currently unknown as he had not yet delved into her medical history. Why it
was there was a quandary. Dr. Daniel Corrigan and Vulcan healer Sorel had
perfected the techniques of restoring lost neurological function long ago.
One of his crew was showing symptoms of lost function and this he would not
stand idly by and allow.
There would be time to delve into her file after they left the simulation.
"Computer open the portal."
It did not appear. He stood for a moment in surprise before changing the
order.
"Luma open the portal please."
Luma's voice came over the speakers, =^= Luma warned her Sekal that this
program was dangerous. There are overrides in the programming that Luma can
not preside over.=^= Luma sighed. =^= This place is not fun, and Luma's
small ones have been injured. Luma can not even use the skin's
teleportation to rescue you. Our Saleke programmed this place too well.=^=
Oh yes, Luma was thoroughly displeased.
"Indeed. You need not be concerned Luma, we are safely sheltered and my
father gave a similar warning. This simulation was not created for what
emotional beings use for recreation. Its purpose is to cause growth in a
number of areas and increase fitness. I did not enter it lightly and it
will 'pay dividends' in the future."
=^= Luma does have concern. At NO point could she rescue them, not even
when he began to fall. What if there was an emergency with the skin? Luma
wishes this aspect changed. And=^= with great reluctance continued, =^=
Luma will allow the small ones to deliberately invite entropy if it is her
Sekal's desire. Luma does not even know the new small vulcan one you have
brought as your?. wingman?=^= The ship sounded delighted with the term.
An eyebrow climbed his forehead. "Do you expect that I would willingly
enter this program without first being certain that the failsafes designed
into Illuminar's holodecks are not compromised? That would be an illogical
action on my part. And my companion is T'Mur, an Ensign in the security
department who was recently assigned"
=^= Yet her Sekal is trapped currently and Luma can neither use the
interior teleporters nor open the door.=^= The ship was terribly unhappy.
It reminded her of her entrapment by SFI.
He shrugged. "I was also informed that if one within the simulation was
endangered it would automatically shut itself off. I am only lightly
injured and we took the proper steps to get to safety. As I said there is
no cause for concern, worry or recriminations. I will give thought to
modifications to the programming but to completely erase the element of
danger would defeat its purpose."
Luma did not reply. She was displeased control of any sort was removed from
her. Her active sense faded a bit, she could not help currently and she had
informed Sekal of her opinion.
T?Mur had opened her eyes when she heard the captain call for the portal.
When it did not come she cocked an eyebrow. ~Curious. Was this part of
the program? She had heard of programs that would not let you leave unless
you solved a problem correctly. Vulcan schools were facilitate in that
manner.~ The captain made a personal request of the ship to open the
portal, and it even seemed to require manners. There was something to look
into here. But then the door still did not appear, and Sekal looked?
perplexed.
She came to her feet and moved over to the captain. ?Is there a problem
sir??
His eyes went to the door which was crackling intermittently with
electrical discharges. The sound of the gusting wind outside while muted
was there. He had been completely unaffected by his earlier near brush with
the electrified door, merely experiencing a tingling in his fingertips.
"Impressive. It appears the program has overridden the arch during the
storm. Completely mimicking the effect electrical sandstorms and
geomagnetic anomalies have on technology within the desert is unexpected
however we are sheltered. Once the storm has passed I anticipate the
lockout too will pass."
?Well,? she replied, ?let us hope that it does not mimic a major ground
tremor as well. I suppose there is little to do other than wait.?
She went back to her spot and sat back down. She could feel her body under
control again, but being trapped in a small space with the captain was a
bit unnerving.
Sekal moved to the wall and slid down it into a cross legged position;
closing his eyes for a moment while shutting out the remaining discomfort
from his fall.
T?Mur noted the captain?s discomfort and decided that this was an
appropriate time to check on him. ?Are you injured, captain??
He looked up at her. "Bruising and strains only Ensign. A counter question.
Why do you show signs of neural degeneration?"
T?Mur sighed and dropped her head. She knew that this moment was going to
have to happen. She just was not prepared for it to happen now. Taking a
deep breath she opened her eyes and looked at the captain.
?When I was younger, I was ? assaulted. It was ? ,? she changed her
tactic, ?the assault led to a violation. An untrained mind attempted a
mind meld that resulted in Pan?nar syndrome.?
She looked up at Sekal before he could say the anticipated question.
?There is a cure for the syndrome, but the nature of the assault, and the
lack of adequate medical knowledge in my precinct delayed the actual
diagnosis and treatment. By the time I had been treated I had already
suffered severe neural degeneration.?
In her mind she replayed the assault. She could still feel the hands on
her body. She could still feel the ? penetration. She could still feel
the initiation of the meld she had not consented to. It was a brutal
assault that burned into her mind a tore at her own untrained defenses.
T?Mur realized that she had stopped talking, and started again. ?The
degeneration was treated to the best of the ability of medical services,
but needless to say there is still some damage, including a neural tremor
in my left arm. I have been able to treat it with a neural compensator but
it has been some time since my last treatment.?
She neglected to reveal how the neural degradation affected her emotional
control. She was not ready for that humiliation.
He rested his hands upon the floor. "This ship has one of the finest
medical minds in Starfleet aboard as well as the most advanced medical
technology available. Also neural damage is treatable and has been for
nearly two hundred years. I find it discomforting that the treatment was
not offered to you. Be that as it may the error will be rectified."
His gaze did not waver. "What was the date of your last psyche evaluation?
As a new member of the crew an appointment should have been made with one
of the Counselors for a follow up yet I have not been informed of it."
Luma spoke quietly, through where Sekal's hand touched the deckplate in the
simulation, ::She is damaged.::
He replied equally as deftly. :: We have an excellent counseling staff and
if they find it necessary the foremost mind-healer of our time will be
aboard. She will receive any needed treatment.::
~The finest medical minds?~ She?d heard that promise before. Then it just
became easier to hide it. ~Was that a lie? No self-protection, from even
more ostracizing.~
?My last psyche evaluation was at the academy,? she admitted. ?It was not
an incident in my life that I am forthcoming about. They did not pry, and
I did not offer more than asked. I am uncertain why I am bringing it all
up now. I have not been ordered to a psychological evaluation by Ensign
Lee. I did make the doctor aware of my ? issue. But I may have made it
sound that it was a closed issue.?
He didn't take long before answering. "I will notify doctor Solice to
expect you for a follow-up after we leave the simulation and also Counselor
Alaya Hammons to preside over your evaluation in order to get those
processes started."
The thought occurred to him he could speak to Doctor Solice personally. It
would be a good opportunity to have an analgesic prescribed.
"Your athleticism is notable. You crossed the obstacles early in the
program adroitly. I perceive that you are a practitioner of Suus'Mahna
T?Mur nodded, relieved to be moving on from the subject of her health. ?I
am sir. My parents felt that rigorous physical activity would help me with
dealing with the assault, and I found that the strength and exertion helped
with the neurological deficits. I spent several years at the Suus Mahna
academy and then spent some time learning Sha?mura. I found that the
training helped me with traversing the rock facing.?
He leaned his head back lightly against the rock wall. She had shown a
degree of proficiency that inspired confidence in her abilities both here
and in the training simulation presided over by Ensign Lee so he was sure
of her capabilities. The next step was to take care of her physical and
mental needs. Her strength of will was unquestioned as well since she had
made an actual pilgrimage through the Forge. He had no doubt she would make
a fine officer.
It occurred to him that the background noise had abated so he looked toward
the valve to the outside that protected this refuge. It had quieted as
well. Electrical energy was not erupting from it. The cavern was quiet. "It
appears the storm has passed. Luma open the arch please."
Luma was pleased that the program finally responded to her. The arch
appeared, yet the door stayed closed. =^= Luma suggests fleeing the harsh
place to be tended to by our Sol's Ice.=^=
"Thank you Luma. That was the essence of my thoughts however without such
urgency." Sekal stood to his feet and motioned for T'Mur to precede him.
T?Mur managed to find the conversation amusing. If Sekal were human it
might even be considered cute. It was definitely an endeavor to investigate
later. However the mispronouncing of Dr Solices name showed that whatever
the computer was, it was open to such idiosyncrasies. As if it were
living. Following his bidding she preceded him to the locker room.
Once inside he removed the clothing worn within the simulation and noted
that his upper torso was discolored with a large greenish yellow bruise
which had been anticipated. He donned his uniform carefully then readied
himself to leave.
The bruising on the captain?s abdominal and thoracic region looked as
though it were painful, or would be painful later on. She stripped off her
own clothing, and examined her hands and fingers. They would easily repair.
Otherwise she was undamaged, albeit sweaty and dirty. She would need a
shower before she did anything else. Hopefully before she would need to
seek out the doctor.
She put on her uniform and stood up. ?I thank you for allowing me to join
you. It was very stimulating.?
"You did me honor by being present. You would be welcome to join me for the
next phase however I anticipate it will be several days before there will
be time. I and the command crew have another matter to oversee and I will
be monitoring it closely." He was planning to monitor Lieutenant Gregory's
progress. If the officer reacted as anticipated he would be delving deeply
into his studies and Sekal needed to monitor his progress for a while to be
able to estimate when he would be ready to take the next step.
He and T'Mur left the holodeck and Sekal turned toward medical, he had
three things to do in that area tonight, one of them concerning himself.
T?Mur headed towards her quarters to clean up, and anticipate the upcoming
orders to seek medical attention.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Al Muir (T'Mur)
Melinda Gatling (SPC Luma Lenai)
and Charles Gatling (Sekal)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-1950)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2020 20:59:32 -0600
NRPG: Easter egg warning. I wonder who might catch it. It's devilish I tell
you.
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay - CO, Captain Sekal- 1950)
The Captain had taken the lift down one deck and walked the corridor
slowly. Like the day he had emerged from his first foray into the
simulation muscles had stiffened in reaction to the cooler atmosphere. The
Illuminar wasn't Mars but there were only minor variations. The ship for
instance had a new and more robust environmental system than the surface
facilities due to their age. It wasn't as chill and the atmospheric
moisture was carefully regulated but the result was the same.
It was not his legs that were at issue this time though, the musculature
in his shoulder, triceps, biceps and fingers were. They had stiffened to
the point of being uncomfortable. His greatest source of discomfort however
was from the musculature of his forward thoracic region.
NRPG: Let's get real here. Vulcans say discomfort, we humans know it as
pain. :P
RPG:
Upon leaving the turbolift he had passed by the blue roses with yellow
striations. That strain had originally come from Altair IV, home of the
Krell. That species had disappeared untold thousands of years ago. All that
was left of them was a vast underground complex of highly advanced
machinery. The details of that machinery was so heavily classified that
there weren't more than a handful in the Federation who knew the details.
None of them were political. The tunnels leading to that warren had been
sealed. That sector was also interdicted and its seclusion heavily enforced.
He passed through the doors to sickbay and made his way to Nurse Kathy
Miller who was seated at a terminal looking bored and sipping on a mug of
hot chocolate. She jumped up in surprise when she saw him, almost spilling
cocoa over the front of her uniform.
"Captain what can I do for you?"
"I have need of Doctor Solice on two matters, one for a new arrival and one
for myself. Is she available?"
"I'll look right into it sir. What is your complaint?"
He cocked his head as he looked at her quizzically. "I did not come here to
file a complaint Nurse."
One hand flew to her mouth as she stifled a laugh before hurridly putting
the mug down. "Not that kind of complaint sir, your physical complaint."
She choked out as soon as she was able.
"Oh." He gave a strange gesture of head and eyebrows in response. "Severe
bruising and discomfort."
"Really Captain? What do you do in your off time? The last time we met I
was regenerating a knife slash to your forearm that cut to the bone. You
need to take care of yourself."
He shrugged nonplussed. "Be that as it may is the doctor available?"
Kathy stifled her next remark upon seeing the fabled Vulcan stubbornness
manifested.
"I'll call her right away." She went to a monitor and activated the comm.
"Doctor Solice are you available? It seems the Captain has gone and gotten
himself hurt again."
(Reply: Solice, any)
(Posted by Charles G)
NRPG: You think her sarcasm is bad just think of what might have happened
had I whipped out the Mark 1 EMH. :P
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (9-2100)- SO, Ensign T'Mur
From: amuir at sanjuan.edu (Al Muir)
Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2020 01:32:17 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day 9
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4 - Crewman?s Quarters - SO, Ensign T'Mur ? 2100)
T?Mur turned of the sonic shower and stood still for a moment enjoying the feeling of being clean and sand free. She had found sand residue in areas of her body she wished that she hadn?t. The Vulcan had forgotten what it felt like to have sand in every crevice of her body.
She stepped out of the shower and padded across her quarters to her bed. She had the environmental controls adjusted in her quarters to a more comforting gravity level, and a more arid atmosphere. Still, she managed to feel a slight chill as her body recallibrated from her experience on the holodeck. She had found it odd to not have a roommate, but appreciated being able to acclimate her quarters more personally. Andrea had been somewhat accommodating about the temperature, but not so much with the gravity and humidity levels. So she took a moment to appreciate her personal space.
Then she noticed a light blinking on her monitor and sat up. ?Computer, show me the message.? Then she remembered her lesson from the holodeck and tried again. ?Luma, could I please see the message on this monitor??
There was a beep and the message appeared.
Ensign T?Mur, report to the sickbay at your earliest convenience. You are expected. It was signed by the captain.
She sighed an stood up. Going to he closet she took out a fresh uniform. After dressing she went to the mirror and took some time to brush out her hair and tie it back in a pony tail. Her left hand began to twitch again. This trip to the sickbay needed to be. She just hadn?t look forward to it, With a frown she put the brush down and made her way to sickbay.
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay- SO, Ensign T'Mur - 2115)
T?Mur stepped into the sickbay. It seemed very quiet. She looked around to see that most of the staff appear occupied with some forms of reports and laboratory work. She made her way to the doctor?s office. The door was open but still she knocked.
?Excuse me doctor, but I have need of your assistance.?
(reply Solice)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (10-0530)- CO, Captain Sekal
From: stsalekeco at gmail.com (Charles Gatling)
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2020 09:50:15 -0600
NRPG: The enemy vessels have been noted and the required officers notified.
You may begin the planning phase. *Chuckle*
RPG:
Mission: Decompression
Day 10
Stardate: 2445.10.06
(USS Illuminar- Deck 3 - Personal Quarters - CO, Captain Sekal- 0530)
Sekal turned upon the bed and winced as the chest contusion flexed. T'Lah
had been nestled against his back and stretched out a foreleg as she
yawned. The grey and white cat had taken up that position at some point
after he had fallen asleep. This was the first time she had 'snuggled him'
during the night as a human would have called it and he mused on why she
had taken that action. He scratched her behind the ears for a moment as he
considered that as well as a number of things that were going to be
happening today.
There were six days yet until launch and all of the upgrades had been
completed but had yet to be certified. Post installation inspections were
to be carried out over the next several days. After those inspections were
completed the dock engineering crew would return to the USS Tolliver for
the final push to completion of that vessel.
Sekal had been asked to put in an appearance at that ship tomorrow to make
a walk through of the vessel. As one of but not the lead designer on the
project we would be giving it an inspection with a critical eye. There were
a number of areas he wanted to examine which computer reports and
schematics couldn't properly cover.
At this point his scientific expertise which was well documented had taken
a lesser role to his engineering knowledge. Being able to cross
departmental boundaries in this manner had made him the defacto candidate
to head scientific research and development and in some ways this was still
ongoing though at a greatly reduced level. Using his mind at such a high
level took up much of his time which is what made fitness such a precious
commodity and though it apparently was a source of concern to Luma'Lenai
the holodeck program gave him a needed outlet for that.
He had already decided to set aside time to go through the coding of the
simulation today and make an adjustment that would assuage her concerns.
Disabling the lockout of the arch seemed a logical course of action.
Complete realism and immersion was not as important as the physical workout
the program gave him and he was well aware that if she was not satisfied
she might attempt to block his access. Which he could override of course
being the Captain but that battle would be an unnecessary and illogical one.
His arms had only the slightest stiffness as he levered himself from the
bed. The chest contusion was far worse but not as painful as last night and
it had been noted should work itself out over the course of the day. If not
it had been suggested he return to medical for a follow up exam. Dangerous
the program might be in some ways but it was necessary. Saleke had not had
Luma to deal with when navigating it and it had toughened him physically.
Sekal too would survive while taking a battering no doubt.
He crossed the floor to the computer terminal and noted there were a number
of messages. Most were over the upcoming walk through on the frigate he
would be inspecting, another contained a note on the upcoming "enemy"
vessels for the war games as well as some other notes.
Command vessel.
USS Hamilton, Discovery Class.
USS Sisko, Defiant Class
USS Protector, Steamrunner Class
The Security/Tactical department would be quite interested in the roster so
he forwarded it to Ensign Keung Lee as well as to Sienna and Carson so they
could begin setting up their strategy. This war game would not only be a
good test of the ships systems but also of its officer corps which included
command.
Having completed that he got up to begin the rest of his day.
(Reply: Any)
(Posted by Charles G)
Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240
"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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ILLUMINARRPG: (10 - 0800) 2O Commander Carson Peters and COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 19:56:54 -0500
*
Mission:? Decompression
Day: 10
Stardate: 2445.10.05
(USS Illuminar ? Bridge/Operations ? COps Lieutenant Dieter Gregory &
2O, Commander Carson Peters ? 0800)
Gregory had spent a sleepless night.? After returning from his impromptu
3-hour pass, getting his last real food for a while, and meeting Lar.?
Something didn?t sit right.? Lar seems to be looking for him, it wasn?t
a chance encounter at all.? And all the talk of a business proposition.?
He wished he had a recording of it, but something wasn?t sitting right
in his mind.
After his morning run and breakfast, he was still bothered.? Why would a
Ferengi approach him with a business venture?? Lar had to know he would
turn it down.? He needed to talk to someone.? This probably didn?t rise
to the Captain yet, so he?d reach out to Commander Peters.
He walked onto the bridge to begin his shift, replacing the overnight
Operations officer.? Sitting down, his fingers ran over the keyboard as
he inputted his information and took control of the station.?
?Lieutenant Dieter Gregory on Operations.? All systems are nominal,? he
said formally.
Looking up on hearing the Lieutenant?s voice, Carson saw the man
standing at the Operations console. He nodded whilst suppressing a yawn,
?Good morning Lieutenant. Get a good night?s rest??
?Hello Commander,? Gregory replied, ?Unfortunately not.? If you have a
moment I would like to talk to? you about an encounter I had last night.?
His brow furrowed a little, not the answer he?d been expecting. ?Hm.? he
stood up and took a moment to shake the sleepiness from his body,
?Ensign. You have the Bridge.? he said, moving from the chair towards
Dieter. ?Let?s use the Captain?s ready room,? he said as a serious smile
began to emerge across his face.
Gregory nodded and motioned for the relief operations crew to take his
place.
Not looking back to check, he could hear a movement of people as the
Bridge crew re-orientated themselves to their new temporary roles until
Carson returned, or another command officer turned up. The doors to the
Ready Room opened easily as Carson walked up to them, the computer- or
Luma, recognizing Carson as the commanding officer on the Bridge and
allowed the duo access. Instead of heading towards the desk, Carson took
the opportunity to grab a drink from the replicator, ?Want anything??
Gregory entered the ready room.? ?No thank you, sir,? he said to the
invitation.
?Coffee,? Carson said and stood patiently for a few seconds as the drink
materialized. He took a sip and then grabbed a seat in the corner of the
room. He nodded to the chairs around him and waited for Dieter to sit
before asking, ?Fire away, Dieter. What?s on your mind?? he used the
man's first name, rather than rank hoping to be a little more casual,
unless the conversation required it.
Gregory took a seat, ?Thank you, Commander,? he said as he collected his
thoughts.? ?I got pretty friendly with the Ferengi while I was stationed
on Deep Space 9.? During my time, I happened to meet one named Lar. ?
?Interesting, when we were on Mars, I ran into him again.? He was
running the gambling syndicate with that fight club.? We chatted a bit,
and I made some money when our man, Devers, took out the Klingon.? I
didn?t think anything of it, but last night while I was getting my last
dinner on Mars, he showed up.? As if he was waiting for me.? Gregory
said.? ?He made a proposition to me, proposing to go into business with
him on technical matters.? I, of course, turned him down.? Offered to
give him the names of some friends from MIT who are in the private
sector, but he was adamant that the offer was for me alone.?
The name didn?t ring any particular bells as he thought it over in his
mind as Dieter carried on with his story. Ferengi were notorious in
whichever area of business they decided to take on and this one seemed
to have tripped some of the Lieutenant internal sensors enough to have
him worried. ?What exactly was Lar?s asking you to cooperate on??
?He was looking to expand his business opportunities.? He was looking
for a consultant to advise him on technology.? He mentioned my position
on the Illuminar as qualifications,? Gregory replied.? ?He was very keen
on trying to convince me.? Offering lots of Latium.?
Carson took a second, he thought through what Dieter has said trying to
see the business proposition from every angle, ?and you?re inferring
that Lars approached you to learn, gather or buy classified technologies
which have been implemented onto Illuminar??
?I don?t know what he was asking.? However, offering the amount of
Latium he was talking about and the specific mention of my skills in
technology, schematics, and more.? If it wasn?t Illuminar technology, he
was after ? maybe I am overreacting.? Regardless, I turned him down,
told him it was against Star Fleet regulations and all,? Gregory replied.
?I prefer an overreaction in these cases to not reacting.? Carson said,
?it?s probably just an overeager business offer, but the fact that he
knows some of the detail of the Illuminars upgrades could be a security
breach. Let?s file a report to Mars security just to be safe.?
Gregory nodded.? ?I?ll get on that and copy the command crew as well.?
Thank you, Sir.?? He rose to leave before pausing, ?If I may, what areas
would you recommend I review first in the Command Training Program??
When you see it all on the PADD, it looks a bit overwhelming.?
?Yes, overwhelming is one way of putting it.? the Captain had told him
of his plans for Dieter a few days prior to promoting him and setting up
the special circumstances of his command training. ?Selfishly I?d say
take a look at the training sims regarding Bridge Command, as I could
have you accompany me on a few over-nights. But probably better off to
start with the modules around leadership within your department. It may
seem like it's teaching you to suck eggs.. Especially if you did any
command seminars during the academy, but the refresher will be useful
going forward.?
?I took some of the required seminars but had been more focused on
operations and engineering in the academy.? I look forward to gaining
experience on the bridge, and would be delighted to shadow you during
your shift,? Gregory replied
?You?re lucky that you?re stationed on a ship, I went through most of
mine back on Mars before the Illuminar launched and it was overseen by
old Academy instructors. At least this way we can give you a lot of
hands-on experience straight away.? Carson added.
?I have found that is the best way to learn.? You need some theory, but
until you get into shit, you don?t understand how a waste reclamation
system really works and how many ways there are to screw it up,? Gregory
replied, memories of his first assignments on Deep Space Nine coming
back to him.? ?Thank you, sir, I?ll get that report submitted right away.?
(reply none)
(posted by Jono -- Commander Carson Peters
??????????????????Tim -- Lieutenant Dieter Gregory)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (5 - 1715 etc.) - ACO Lt(jg) Dieter Gregory, Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero and Sec PO3 Hercules Devers
From: dieter.gregory1701 at gmail.com (Dieter Gregory)
Date: Mon, 30 Nov 2020 21:33:00 -0500
NRPG:If you haven?t, check out the wiki
(https://www.stf-wiki.com/index.php?title=USS_Illuminar).If you want to
see Devers tattoo?s, you can check out his page.Thanks to Jono and
Charles for helping me work on the wiki.
Mission: Decompression
Day: 5
Stardate 2445:10:01 --1715
(Mars Base, Officers Quarters ? 17:15 ? Pilot Vic ?Raid? Montero)
Vic tugged at his collar.The pips still felt heavy, but not as heavy as
the weight of the medals on his chest.?I hate dress uniforms,? he said.
Bebe, wearing a light blue robe smiled.?It looks good on you,? she replied.
?It reminds me of funerals, and I?ve attended too many.?
?Today, my dear Pilot, it is to celebrate life. Union.If you don?t like
the uniform, you can go au natural.It?s the tradition,? Bebe said.
?I am not sure that people need to see my scars at a wedding.I?m not
sure that I am comfortable sharing that with the crew.I don?t think they
would understand.?
?They don?t have to understand.They don?t.We all have our scars Raid.You
just have them on the outside?
?For an Ensign, you are pretty smart,? Vic said.
?And for an Ensign, you?re a stubborn old man,? she retorted, ?Are you
ready??
Vic sighed heavily, looking at himself in the mirror one more time, the
Pike medal catching his eye.Bebe was right, he wore the medals not just
for himself, but for those brave souls who followed him into battle.
Holding out his arm, ?Come Gunsmoke, let?s go to a party.?
?With pleasure, Raid.?
(Mars Base, NCO Quarters ? 17:20 ? PO3 Hercules Devers)
?Come on Herc,? Lannis said, ?We got to get ready for the
wedding.Hammons will have us cleaning latrines if we aren?t there.?
?Hey, I just got out of sickbay,? Devers replied.?Give a guy a break.?
Collier chuckled, ?Who was that nurse you were taking a liking to?Maybe
she?ll be there today as well.?
Devers blushed, ?She was very helpful in my recovery, no more no less.?
Lannis punched Devers, ?I?ll believe that when I see it.?
Devers groaned as he stood up and put his robe on.?A nude wedding.It
should be interesting to see how Hammons responds.He?s pretty protective
of Alaya.?
?No leching, it?s a sacred event,? Lannis replied. ?Where do we keep our
phasers.?
Chuckling, the three NCOs headed off to the gardens.
(Mars Base, Officers Quarters ? 17:25 ? ACO Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory)
Gregory stepped out of the shower.It was nice to have a water shower for
a change.As he dried off, he thought about how to go to the wedding.He
had his dress uniform out, but somehow it seemed the only way to honor
the bride and groom was to follow their traditions.
It had been a busy day.SPOTS was almost ready for a full test, so far
things had been positive.The software would have bugs, he was sure, but
he would need a real test and not in the controlled conditions.Perhaps
he could get back to the ship and start getting a head start on
understanding all the refits.
(Mars Base, Arboretum Gardens ? 17:38 ? Pilot Vic ?Raid? Montero)
Vic, with Bebe on his arm, walked over to the Arboretum.There, Bebe took
her robe off at the designed location.Once that was done, they walked
into the gardens.?Nice day for a wedding,? Bebe said.
?Indeed, I wonder how the party afterwards will be,? Vic replied.
?There,? Bebe pointed, ?Let?s go over there, by those pretty blue flowers.?
Vic led the way, as the two pilots staked out their spot to watch the
ceremony.?This should be illuminating,? Bebe said.?I hear rumors that
the Ambassador will be joining the Illuminar.?
?Great,? Vic said, ?I so love the diplomatic corp.?
(Mars Base, Arboretum Gardens ? 17:40 ? PO3 Hercules Devers)
The three security NCO?s arrived at the garden and quickly shucked their
robes.Walking into where the ceremony would be held.?Anyone say
Hammons?? Devers asked.
?I haven?t, maybe he got cold feet??
?I doubt it.?
?I?m guessing he?s over there, hidden behind the curtain.?
?Well, we?ll have to wait and see.?
(Mars Base, Arboretum Gardens ? 17:45 ? ACO Lieutenant (jg) Dieter Gregory)
Gregory walked into the arboretum with two of the young ensigns from the
science department.. Leayo, a Betazoid, had explained the ceremony to
Gregory and Leleasu, a Bajoran.That had moved into a discussion of the
last mission and ideas how to improve the sensors to expand the standard
particles that are measured.How valuable would it be was up for debate.
They took their places as Leayo pointed out the gong.?The Priest will
ring that, and it?s specially tuned to generate a harmonic wave that
helps calm and relax people.We are nude to show that there is nothing to
hide between the couple being wed, and we are nude to share in the
experience of being open and honest with each other.It?s quite beautiful.?
Ambassador Dr. Mias stepped forward and banged on a gong.As the sound
filled the arboretum, the crowd fell silent as the ceremony began
(Reply none, anyone IYW)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1117 & 1119) aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 17:32:18 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Main Engineering - acting Chief Engineering Officer,
Lieutenant(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 1117)
::Are you ready?:: Vex asked Luma as she picked herself up from the chair
she was sitting at.
(Reply Luma)
::Prepared as well as they can be, now let's get you back into Illuminar.
I've decided I'm going to have to work out more if I'm to carry this
crystal around on an actual Away Mission.:: Vex joked as she walked
towards the door that led out into Main Engineering.
(Reply Luma)
"Ah, Ensign Matrix. Just in time." Vex shouted across the room. "Ready to
go? Ensigns Transitor & Alantar, our new recruits will be assisting and
I've asked Lieutenant Gregory to come along to participate if required."
(Reply Matrix)
"Once we're done, it'll probably be worth your while getting to know the
newbies. It'll be nice to have some people that can take some of the weight
off these shoulders." Vex laughed as she wiggled her shoulders and looked
at Matrix's.
(Reply Matrix)
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - acting Chief Engineering
Officer, Lieutenant(jg) Vex'ahlia Jordaan - 1119)
She, Ensign Matrix and Luma all made their way into the Primary Computer
Core. As always she had to show her credentials to get into the room too
the two security officers stood guard on the outside. Once they were in the
room, the faint hum of the core radiated around them. The room was kept as
cool as it could be, but it wasn't too cold to cause an issue for Vex or
the others.
"Lieutenant Gregory." Vex nodded to the Assistant Ops Chief who was
standing waiting. "Thanks for joining us. It's always helpful to have
someone from Ops to keep an eye on things as we go through this. I'm always
fearful that we're going to destroy something elsewhere on the ship when we
do this. OH. and what's this?" she said motioning down to what looked like
a mechanical dog.
(Reply Dieter)
"SPOTS? That's fantastic." Vex said as she crouched down to get a closer
look. "What level of sensor strength does it have?"
(Reply Dieter)
"Well. I have the perfect test for it, if you're up for it. During the
transference if you can use SPOTs to gather as much information as you can
from the crystal that'd be worth it. We've never managed to get
particularly accurate sensor information as the ship's Primary Computer
shuts down for part of the process and the tri-corders aren't strong enough
to get any useful info."
(Reply Dieter, SPOTS any)
Vex turned to the three Ensigns in front of her, "Ensign Matrix if you'll
take the primary console. You know what you're looking for, any overloads,
stresses on the PCC you need to begin siphoning off power. Ensign
Transitor & Alantar you both finished the tasks set?"
(Reply Matrix, Transitor & Alantar)
"Good. We're about to use the transfer device," she moved towards the large
triangular metallic object which was attached to the Primary Computer Core.
"This is the second version of a device I designed to provide Luma with a
way of transferring too and from the PCC. The first time we did this it was
a seperate device plugged in to the USS Mystiques core. During the
Illuminars design & construction phase it became obvious that Captain Sekal
wanted Luma as a crew member so the design was incorporated into the PCC.
This makes the transfer significantly safer. As senior members of
Engineering and Operations, I have made the designs for this device open to
you, if you can find any way to make this operation safer going forward or
any ideas on how to better the design, please let me know."
(Reply any)
"Ensign Transitor can I ask you to monitor the output on the Transfer
device? If the levels here and here begin to fluctuate rapidly, begin
drawing more power from the ships Power Systems. If they drop below here,
then, and I joke not, you're all ordered to get out of this room
immediately."
(Reply any/all)
"Ensign Alantar, you're over here please." she walked over to the secondary
console, "When Matric indicates you'll need to be the one initiating the
different phases. This is vitally important, these are done in the correct
order and speed. Otherwise we're going to cause massive issues within the
ship's systems.
(Reply Alantar)
"OK. Here we go." Vex said as she breathed in and out for a few moments to
centre herself.
(Reply all mentioned)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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ILLUMINARRPG: (6, 1142 & 1147) aCEO, Lt. Vex'ahlia Jordaan
From: jonostf at gmail.com (Jono Bradley)
Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 14:42:59 +0000
Mission: Decompression
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.02
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia
Jordaan - 1142)
Standing next to the crystal, her eyes shut Vex barely noticed the others
talking between themselves during the process. It was why they were here,
there was noway she could be apart of this process with Luma and keep an
eye on and keep ahead of the changes that needed making on a consistent
basis.
Her job was to keep Luma anchored to this point, a singular point in time
and space in which she could rely on whilst transferring from the crystal
via the machine and into the Computer Core. It required an enourmous amount
of focus. The transition from seeing nothing, to seeing through the ships
sensors as Luma made the slow progression into the systems was
disorientating, but that switch allowed Vex to relax a little. They were
mostly there.
"Uh, Lieutenant, there is a frequency spike at 750 hertz." Dieters voice
sounded concerned, " Its climbing and showing a phase modulation of
increasing to sin theta. It?s increasing with a phase shift of -90.?
Gregory said.
Vex was about to ask Luma to slow her progress when, ?Second spike at 600
hertz.? Dieter said and there was a loud crack. It resounded and bounced
around her brain for what seemed like an eternity. She felt sick and felt
her knees give way. The feeling of lonliness was overwhelming, there was no
sound, no light and no way of moving.
~Help~ she thought trying to find Luma. She couldn't and panic overtook
her. ~Luma..?~ There was still nothing and then suddenly she felt a
throbbing pain in the back of her neck before it all went black.
(USS Illuminar, Deck 5 Primary Computer Core - aCEO, Lt(jg) Vex'ahlia
Jordaan - 1147)
Eyes opening up and light flooded open, ::Luma?:: her first thought found
it's mark. She could feel that she and Luma were connected once more as
instantly felt the concern from Luma wave over her and found herself
looking at her lifesigns through the ships sensors. She was lying on the
floor and it took a second to realise there were people gathered around
her, "I'm OK." she declared loud enough for them to hear over the babble of
chatter.
"::What happened?::" she asked both to the room and to Luma.
(Reply all present)
(Posted by Jono Bradley)
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