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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Oct 18, 2007 9:27:43 GMT -5
As he was finishing up the calibrations on the targeting systems on the Tactical console, he heard Commander Delor's communicator chirp. An ear twitched in the general direction of commander Delor then he heard Admiral Malc's intructions to assemble the senior staff in ten-forward for a meeting
Before Delor can respond, he tapped his own badge contacting the Admiral "On my way, Ssir" , he would say before moving over and stepping into the TL and heading to Ten Forward
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Post by Captain Julius Delor on Oct 18, 2007 20:35:36 GMT -5
Hearing the order calls all remaining senior officers to tten forward and he himself is replaced by a senior watch officer exiting to ten forward " informal meetings" he muttered at the Tf doors opened.
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Post by kyahrichardson on Oct 27, 2007 15:31:10 GMT -5
Kyah enters the bridge and takes her station. She wants to get acclimated some more as they begin their mission. She sees that the remaining people had reported in. She taps her badge. +T+ "Admiral Malc, sir, we have everyone on board now."
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Post by Captain Julius Delor on Oct 31, 2007 8:03:49 GMT -5
Julius perfered keeping to himself but this shift was unusual for him night watch before morning relief at the Command station. hours of pouring over data processing the days finds and returning to an actvie watch maintaining current heading and speed ready to alert the Admiral if any thing strange entered thier flight path. this important down time gave him time. time enough to think, Time enough to dwell on the past. Time enough just time enough to think mostly about her and the vast expanse of stars that lie between them now. Stars that streached a Vast and infinate expanse all the way to Cardassia Prime through the senate chambers up the stairs and to her feet.
Though now was not the time for such thoughts now was time for thoughts of the task at hand the matter of getting this ship in motion and getting under way the task of shoving off and getting gone. Ahead of him lay many missions and journeys in the name of king and country now is the present that was then.
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Post by Sergant Thomas Kinsely on Nov 18, 2007 1:03:11 GMT -5
Thomas began to make his way out of the ready room. Looked over towards Kyah and smiled as he walked by. He had to head towards the Marine deck to check the marines and the armor out before they launch. He wanted to make sure that all was prepared. Thomas walked into the turbo lift as the doors opened for him.
"Marine Deck.", he said to the TL computer. The turbo lift began to descend towards the Marine Deck. Only some short time did the TL stopped and he gotten out of the TL. He walked down the corridor and into the armor. The few marines that were there looked towards him. They were either Privates or Private First Class. Only a few that were LCpls.
"Get ready for inspection!", he said to them as they all started to get into line.
He watched them get into line one by one. All at arm's length like they were taught. He looked at each one of them, one by one, down each aisle. Inspected each and every one of them. Corrected a few of them that were there.
"I'm Sgt. Thomas Kinsely, your Marine Commanding Officer. For the next few hours, I will have you ladies work on different courses. I will find what your weaknesses are in each field and to fix it to where you no longer have them. Do I make myself clear?", he said to them.
"Yes, Sgt!", they all said in unison.
Thomas looked at them without blinking, his hands on his hips as he watched each and every one of them. "Alright, lets start out with 20 laps around the track.", he said to them. "Fall out."
Thomas ran along side them, kept in pace along side them.
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Post by kyahrichardson on Nov 19, 2007 13:31:31 GMT -5
Kyah sees Thomas cross the bridge. She smiles back at him and blows a kiss with a wink. When he goes on the TL, she turns back to her console and finishes the callibration of sensors and other equipment, waiting for the orders to get going from the Admiral.
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Post by Captain Julius Delor on Nov 20, 2007 0:33:39 GMT -5
Exiting the executives ready room and tapping the wal com
"" all senior staff repeat all senior staff report to the bridge at one for mission briefings assignments and further details"
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Post by LtJg Dr. Reeba Davenport on Nov 20, 2007 17:33:49 GMT -5
Siting in her office she hears the Com "" all senior staff repeat all senior staff report to the bridge at one for mission briefings assignments and further details"
Grabbing her PADD she taps her com badge "Yes Sir" she replies as she exits her offices "Clark sick bays yours" she says as she heads for the TL
Entering the TL "Bridge" she says as it starts moving she makes sure everything is in order, when it stops she exits the TL and heads for the bridge
Entering the Bridge she sautes the XO and then Lt. Kinsey before she stands off to side and waits
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Post by Sergant Thomas Kinsely on Nov 21, 2007 0:07:47 GMT -5
Thomas had just started a 3 mile run for the Marines when he heard he was ordered to the bridge. He barked out orders at them to continue with their orders while he was on the bridge. He turned to exit the marine armory and made his way down the corridor towards a waiting turbo lift.
"Bridge.", he said to the computer after he entered the turbo lift.
He felt the turbo lift ascend towards the bridge and made its stop. After the doors slide open for him, Thomas walked onto the bridge and saluted the Executive Officer. "Came as ordered, sir.", he replied to him.
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Post by kyahrichardson on Nov 21, 2007 14:31:50 GMT -5
She stands up, smiling at Reeba and Thomas. She stands over by Thomas. She adjusts the new pip on his collar. "Congratulations on the promotion, honey" She says to him. She watches an ensign take the ops station as she prepares for the meeting.
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Post by Captain Julius Delor on Nov 23, 2007 22:56:53 GMT -5
"alright I'd have perfered to wait for the shake down cruise for all of this testing weapon systems and staging missions however we hardly have the time for all that. This mission will work just as well "
Accessning the main viewer and turning away from the image as the planet appears on screen "This is tavius 4 Federation protectorate world on the border of the klingon federation demilitarized zone"
the image on the screen pans and scrolls almost 20 light years in distance " and this is starbase 234 almost 20 light years out. Should be an easy jaunt with little in the way of steller disturbances."
Pausing between sentences remembering a time when all this was easier to stomach
"the Protectorate tavius 4 has requested a team of doctors engineers and eresearchers to assist in ridding thier coloney of a virus prevolante in thier people. Our assistance in this matter is of paramount importance. the ship this crew and her compliment I feel are prepared for the mission at hand Lt Kinsley will be assisting me as Ships First officer. Sergeant Kinsley continue training your marines in preparation for any conflicts we may encounter. Doctor Davenport you may have recieved Biological data on the Colonists by now likely a full write up on the virus as stands I'll expect you hard at work in the mean time to fulfill that order once we arrive "
With that the screen flashes back to the star field ahead
"we all have our designated assignments report back to myself of Lt kinsley at once should you encounter any trouble in the mean time you are all dismissed"
((this thread will continue on the story Incident at tavius VI ))
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Post by LtJg Dr. Reeba Davenport on Nov 24, 2007 15:45:42 GMT -5
Nods to Commander Delor after their dismissed then gets up and heads for sick bay
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Post by 2nd Lt. Divlo Harid on May 11, 2008 12:25:24 GMT -5
The ship was docked at the mobile repair station when 2nd Lt Devlin Harvid's transport approached. They docked next to the Trevious, "Lt thats your new ship." the pilot informed him.
Lt Harvid raised an eyebrow. "My ship? Since when did I become her commanding officer?"
"Sorry Lt, its just an expression."
"Sorry? For what, your human need to make social niceties? Don't bother answering." He stood up, reaching for his duffel bag he left the transport ship then walked the short distance to the Trevious. Once again he wondered why he joined Star Fleet.
He showed his Padd to the guard and then entered the ship. "Computer locate the Commanding Officer."
"He is in his ready room."
Havid nodded then decided to check in with the quartermaster. After getting his quarters location he went directly there to drop off his duffel bag. Looking around the quarters briefly he nodded. It was exactly as he expected.
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Post by Lt Tail Kinker To~Settle Sand on May 13, 2008 6:56:00 GMT -5
She is standing at her station at Tactical when the new officer stepped out of the TL and headed straight to the Captain's ready room. Her ears tilted forward slightly and her nose worked a little, trying to get a sense of him. Then her security training kicked in
She spoke up, in a somewhat commanding tone "Hold it. Before going to see the commander, As Ship's Security Chief, would you mind telling me who you are?" She caught a glimpse of the his rank bars/pips on his collar "Second Lt"
She stood there with her tail twitching, waiting for his answer
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Post by 2nd Lt. Divlo Harid on May 13, 2008 17:16:16 GMT -5
He stopped and looked at her. "2nd Lt Divlo Harid, Chief Science Officer."
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