"ENS Brett Christopher you will be my acting XO and you have the Bridge"
I head for my readyroom and I Turn to Ens Christopher "Get us back to DZ alpha have all department heads report to you I will be in my readyroom working"
the doors to my readyroom close behind me. lets see how he makes out.
Aye aye Captain, I have the Con, as ENS Christopher smartly salutes CAPT Lang. ENS Christopher turns and addresses the Bridge Staff, "Ladies & Gentleman, we have a mission ahead of us, lets show the Captain what this ship can do!, Helmsman, plot a course for DZ Alpha and make preparations to get the ship underway in one hour."
Sitting down in the Captain's chair, a suddenly feeling of glory rushes through the Ensign's body. Knowing that this is only the beginning of what he has waited his whole life to do, command a starship. He wouldn't let the Captain down under any circumstances.
Pushing the button on the chairs panel, he addresses his senior officers. "Gentleman, this is ENS Christopher, Acting XO. Please ready your officers and men, the ship will get underway within the hour enroute DZ Alpha. I would like all status reports submitted to me prior to leaving dock as well as all post-departure checks as soon as they are ready. I don't know what the future holds for all of us, but we will perform admirably and to the utmost best of our abilities. The Captain is counting on us and we will NOT let him down under my watch!"
Flicking the comms button off, ENS Christopher turns his head to try to hide the fact that he is beaming from ear to ear. From the time he was a child, he had dreamed of the day he would sit in the Captains chair. Although his dream was of his own ship, he knew that this was the first step in that direction.
Fear of the upcoming mission was completely forgotten as he leaned over the Science officers panel. Even as Acting XO, he couldn't stop tweaking the sensors. He knew at some point in time, he would have to relinquish control of his beloved Science station, but for now he was just happy to divert his attention away from the unknown.
"Bridge to Captain, Ship will be ready to get underway within the hour. All stations are making ready to depart Space Dock under your control. Helm has plotted a direct course to DZ Alpha where we will rendezvous with the rest of the fleet. Will update ships status upon receiving the remaining reports.
Bridge Out
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The USS Centurion is now within transporter range.
"Thank you Lt., notify the Dr. to bring the Col. to transporter room 2... you have the bridge Number One."
I leave the the bridge and enter the turbolift,"deck 3". It only takes a second to reach deck 3, and the doors open almost as fast as they had closed. Following the corridor to the transporter room, I contemplate what I'm going to say to the Col. He will be missed by the crew, as well as myself.
I enter the transporter room and nod to the chief. A minuet later the DR. arrives with the Col. on an anti grav bed, looking a lot better than he did before. He smiled at me and asked the Dr. to stop. "Charlie, she's all yours now, I know you'll take good care of her....Aye, take care sir can't wait to see what you and the Gen. come up with for a training facility...You can bet it won't be a vacation on Risa that's for sure...I can believe that." Dr. Akari motions that he needs to get the Col. on the pad. The Col. extends his hand and I grab it in a firm shake, " good luck Mr. Talbot...Thank you sir." Ens. Gorbani set the grav bed on the pad and steps down, I look at the chief and nod, "energize". The Col. dissolves in the familiar blue light and is gone, the chief looks up from the controls, "Centurion acknowledges they have received the Col. ...Very well." I touch the comm panel, "Mr. Blodvaerd set course for Starbase 643, Warp 5."
"Mr. Blodvaerd set course for Starbase 643, Warp 5."
"Aye, Aye Sir.....Helmsman....Plot a course for Starbase 643, warp factor 5.....Go!"
There is a slight pause and the lights dim for a moment, then the USS Dewey accelerates into warp speed.
"She is a bit sluggish Sir" The Helmsman reported.
[Comm Link] "Engineering, this is Lt. Blodvaerd, our propulsion is not combat ready...."
"Aye, Lt., we are working on it. When we engaged warp drive she drew auxilery power from the other ship systems to intitiate." A long pause....."We should have it repaired by the time we reach Starbase, if not it can be repaired there." The Chief Engineer, clicks off the comm.
"Captain, some repairs are still being made on the warp drive engines. There is a chance they will be combat ready in-flight. If not we may have to dry dock for repairs."
I materialize in the transporter room with Rawls waiting for me.
"Sir," he snapped his heels together and handed me a datapad. "Here is the roster sheet and duty assignments, list of crewmembers, and reports from the last shakedown cruise before we warped here."
"Good. I'll look over them while we head back to 643."
"Back? Sir?"
"Yup gonna need some base engineers for the refits from the warbird. That reminds... Mercer to the bridge."
"Bridge here, Captain.
"Hail the warbird, please"
"Aye sir, channel open."
"Neilel set course for 643 and head there. We will catch up ina bit."
She did a poor job of hiding her dissapointment, "AWWWW, but I don't want to leave you here all alone. You'd be helpless." She stifled a laugh.
I sighed and smiled at the same time, "Of course I would be, but that's an order lady."
"Oh fine then. I'll see you there. Don't be too long ok?"
"Don't worry, I won't." The channel closed at the bridge comm'd me.
"Sir, the warbird just went to warp, heading for 643."
"Understood."
Rawls and I headed out of the transporter room, and to the turbolift, discussing ship rotations and the duty roster. We entered the turbolift and headed for the bridge.
"What was it like?" Rawls asked me.
"What was what like?" I answered
"The bioshpere, sir?" He responded.
"Oh, well it was mostly a dream, but I came back with alot of knowledge on an all but non-existent culture and their abilities. All in all, rather intresting." Rawls just stared for a while. The doors opened and we stepped onto the bridge. The cadet nearest the turbolift we exited got up. "CAPTAIN ON TH.." I held my hand up. "That's quite alright. No need for that." "Yes, sir"
"Gentlmen.... and lady," I smiled at the only woman bridge officer on duty, she blushed slightly and nodded back, "we need to get moving or we will be left behind. We are heading back to 643 to refit the ship with the tech gained from the warbird. We will continue the the DZ once refits are complete and leave the warbird for 7th Fleet engineers to work with so that the refits can be applied to every class of ship in the fleet. So, Helmsman, if you would?"
"Aye sir...... Course set."
I raised my right arm at a 90 degree angle and let it drop forward.
"Engage." The bridge surged forward and everyone who was standing had to take a step forward to keep from falling. I looked over to Rawls. He chuckled.
"Well she is BRAND new after all, hehe."
I sighed. "You have the bridge Rawls. I'll be in my ready room finalizing duty and roster assignments."
"Aye sir."
I walked to my ready room sat down and began to look over the rosters. OH before I forget... I draft up a message to Admiral Fortin to request that Neilel be inducted into the 7th fleet and promoted to commander. I'd like her to be my #1 since she has all my knowledge, and even thinks like me sometimes, she'd be perfect. I send it once I finshed writing it up. Now the rosters....
Bridge to Captain Lang, all Departments report ready to get underway. Helm has plotted a course and is ready to depart space dock on your command. All systems check Status Alpha, she is ready to go Skipper!
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The Booty Bay comes out of warp adjacent to the Centurion a few minutes after engaging her drive. Mr. Fenris hails the Centurion requesting transport coordinates for the trials' injured personnel. The Lt. manning the science staion advises me that the Viking has departed the Biosphere planet at warp...heading for Starbase 643?...things seem to be getting a bit disorganized.
"Mr. Fenris, please hail the Centurion and re-request transport and security for the Klingon prisoners." "Aye sir!"
I wonder what is becoming of the fleet...and what the answer to our request for the containment and transfer of the Klingon prisoners will be...I ponder as to what strange days are upon us.
Sitting in the Captain's chair, ENS Christopher leans back and prepares his thoughts ... "Helmsman, you heard the Skipper ... Lets put this baby to sea! Release the mooring locks, aft thrusters at 30%" Aye aye Sir, the young Ensign replies as the ship begins to move forward, departing the space dock.
Picking up an almost imperceptible yaw, ENS Christopher stands and moves down behind the Helm. "Easy and equal Ensign, give her a little right thruster to straighten her out ... we don't want to scratch the Captains baby now do we?" Quickly the ship responds and clears the space dock without a scratch.
Returning to his place in the Captains chair, ENS Christopher smiles and says "Good job Helm, now THAT'S how it's done!" Set the course for DZ Alpha, Warp Factor 4 ... always warm a lady up slowly, you don't want things to get out of hand do you?" ENS Christopher tosses a teasing ear-to-ear smirk at the perky young cadet monitoring communications on this mission. "Lets keep her at Warp Factor 4 while post-departure checks are getting done, then we will see just how fast this baby can move ... fair enough Helmsman?" The helmsman gives a thumbs up to ENS Christopher as the ship accelerates to Warp.
Bridge to CAPT Lang, the ship is underway ... we've made the jump to warp. Post Departure checks are in progress, will update with status report as soon as able.
Bridge Out...
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The comm channel chimed.
"Sir, we are coming up on 643 now." Rawls said happily.
"Good. I'll be up in a minute."
"Yes, sir."
That's good. I had just finished the roster assingments too.
USS Valkryie NCC-1701 Soverign Class Heavy Crusier
Commanding Officer: Anton C. Mercer
First Officer: Neilel
Cheif Tactical Bridge Officer: Lt. Cmdr. Midon Rawls(Human)
Tactical Officer: Ens. Jake Tildon(Human)
Cheif Science Bridge Officer: Lt. T'lar(Vulcan)
Science Officer: Ens. Tier Brex(Bolian)
Cheif Engineer: Cmdr. Jason Stidon(Human)
Engineer: Lt. JG. Fibs Darklight(Human)
Cheif Medical Officer: Dr. Cassandra Blossom(Human)
Assistant Medical Officer: Dr. Malory Dicon(Human)
Ship Counselor: Lt. Rebecca Land(Betazoid)
Helmsman: Ens. Jo'tan Likel(Female Caitian)
Transporter Cheif(COO): Lt. John Chance(Human)
Communications Officer: Lt. Michelle Finnigan(Human)
Head of Tactical Squads: Ens. Roberts
Seargent of Arms: Cadet John Randle
.......
I look over the list one more time to make sure it's correct. I know the admiral hasn't responded to my request for Neilel, it's just wishful thinking on my part. The comm channel beeped again.
"We have arrived at 643, sir. Man, Fleet engineers don't waste time do they?"
"Hmmm? I'll be right there." I finalized the roster duty into the computer and headed out onto the bridge. Rawls was right. Engineers don't waste time. As I entered the bridge, I glanced at the viewscreen and saw the warbird nearly in half in one of the drydocks. "Geez, you'd think they would at least wait a bit before carving it up like a turkey. Anyways Ca.." I now noticed that all the cadets were gone. Replaced by the regular bridge crew. "I'm sorry .... Finnigan was it?"
She smiled, obvoiusly happy I remembered her name. "Yes captain? Shall I hail drydock for a sit rep?"
"You read my mind."
Her smile grew even bigger as she reply, "Yes ,sir!". The channel opened and a drydock operator appeared on screen.
"Valkryie this is Drydock. You have been cleared for dock 7 on the far side of 643."
"Thank you. Can you patch me through to a Miss Neilel?"
The operator responded with a smile. "Of course I can. She also is at Dock 7. Patching through now." The image of the dock operator was replaced by Neilel. I was surprised to see her in a Starfleet uniform.
"Well what took you so long?" was the first thing that came out of her mouth. She smiled, even though she was trying to be serious.
"Well hello to you too. Sit Rep please?"
Neilel put her hands on her hips as she began, "Well these engineers have some fast fingers I can say that much." She looked off screen and smiled at someone. A jelousy pang flew through my body, but I quickly subdued it, as she continued. "The enhanced shields, and warp core will be a no-brainer to upgrade. The weapons augments will have to be done after since they draw more power then normal. The deflector array can be upgraded somewhat to allow for multi spectral scanning and dection of cloaked ships without tachyon bursts. The transports, with the deflector,should be able to transport through shields, and of course they still wanted to try the cloaking device, even though I told them not to, and nearly blew the drydock away. All in all, I'd say, if we get started right away, we should be done with refits within 20 hrs, test everything for the next 4, and then can get under way."
"A DAY?!?! THAT'S IT!?!?" I nearly screamed my surprise.
"Yup. Come on, you didnt forget how fast I am, did you?"
"No, of course not. Very well," I turned to the Caitian helms..woman?
"Ens. Jo...'tan? Did I say that right." She purred.
"Yes you did, Captain." She purred again.
I'm goin to have to get use to that. "Ens. Jo'tan , dock us with Drydock 7 so we can get underway."
"Aye, sir." Her hands flew across the console with cat like reflexs. "Well, she is a cat. Gonna have to get use to that too." I think to myself. The Valkryie docked with the station and worker bees began their work...
"Bridge to CAPT LANG, all Departments have reported in. All systems check Sierra Hotel" ... ENS Christopher's voice waivers a bit "Except for Propulsion ... seems the port Nacelle is only running at 80% output. From what I understand, things were a bit rough on your last mission? I'm going to increase to WARP 6 but will hold her steady until Engineering gives her a good look. We are about 4 hours from DZ Alpha Sir"
Bridge Out
Helmsman, increase to WARP 6 but let me know if ANYTHING feels funny!
Bridge to Engineering - Get your best man on that Nacelle, I need those engines at 100% by the time we get to DZ Alpha! No excuses!
Bridge Out
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Captains Log: The Viking is a fine ship. Defiant class, she is armed to the teeth and nimble as an Andorian frost tiger. Her crew is mostly green, but capable, and from what I've seen so far they are eager to prove themselves
My first officer, Tatyana Shivan, a Bajoran, was recently promoted to commander. She has been a boon to me so far, Im sure she will make an able captain one day herself.
My chief tactical officer, Lt Commander Turok, a Vulcan, takes battle more seriously than even I do. Although he denys it, claiming that in a war ravaged time it is only logical to be prepared to defend one self against agressors, I think I can see a deep satisfaction edging into pride when he is in control of this ships arsenal.
I've never really trusted Betazoids, though I've never really known any except in passing. I suppose this will be a perfect opportunity. My communications officer, Ensign Brailen Tai, has made an excellent first impression.
Good old Lt Cmdr Artimus Gordon will be stationed at the secondary tactical station. He has proved himself to me time and again, it is good to have him with me.
Lt Siera Degado, my science officer, has remained somewhat of a mystery to me so far. She is human, but unlike any humans I have encountered so far. I will have to make a point of inviting her to have sushi with me some night soon. A Captain should know his crew.
At the helm is Ensign Abigail Drake. She's fiery, cocky, and quite the prodigy from all the reports. So far though she is largely unproven. Lets see how well she flies this ship under fire.
My chief engineer, Lt Marcus Goodyear, is almost a complete opposite to Lt Degado. He is loud, outgoing, and an open book. His enthusiasm for his work is second only to his genious.
The Doctor... I should preface by saying I hate doctors... Penelope Cloud, is possibly one of the most infuriatingly upbeat people I have ever met. I am assured by Starfleet that she is one of the best combat medics to have ever stepped on a starship... we shall see.
For now we continue to escort the Nevada to DZ Alpha. I look forward to seeing what the Viking can do.
The U.S.S. Trial rumbles and drops out of warp, arriving as planned at DZ Alpha. ENS Christopher looks up from his report, "Helm, lets bring her to a full stop until the rest of the fleet gets here..." ENS Christopher stands and wanders over to the new Ensign covering his former post at the Science station "Scan the system for the rest of the fleet."
While standing over his former station, ENS Christopher notices a strange reading on one of the screens. His former smiles quickly turns to an intense look of concern. Pushing the new Science officer out of his way, he punches up a screen .... looking up from his equipment ENS Christopher barks the order "Raise Shields, Red Alert" Bridge to CAPT Lang "Sir, you need to get up here ... I think we have company!"
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Yeoman, Send a transmission to the commanding officer of the Valkryie advise that LCDR Neilel has been ordered to the 7th Fleet also she is to be promoted to the rank of Commander post haste... encrypt...
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