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Post by Capt Jim Harsting (Ret) on Aug 12, 2008 21:44:26 GMT -5
Starting Location: Three Foward "Galaxy Bar & Grille"
Jim looked over at Tog. "I know it will." He paused for a long moment, then stepped back down. "We'll see you in about an hour and a half."
Jim then headed out of the Bar, and moved towards the Turbolift. Stepping inside, he spoke aloud. "Deck 2, Aft."
He rubbed his temples while riding the Turbolift up, before it stopped just outside of his quarters. There, he moved to the door, opening it. He glanced around, sighing softly at the overly large room. Continuing into the bedroom, he saw his dress uniform, which he had laid out before his shift.
Disrobing, and putting on the new uniform, he moved back out of the bedroom, stopping to look out of his back window, the glow of the nacelles framing the starfield moving away from the vessel. There he waiting for a few minutes, thinking...
Ending Location: Deck 2: Captain's Cabin
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Post by jadzia on Aug 12, 2008 21:57:37 GMT -5
Location: Cargo Bay 2
"During the Terrasect's last refit, we discovered micro-fractures in the Ablative Armor and underlying hull around our phaser systems. The Starbase Engineering Corps Commander and I tracked the problem to the actual phaser banks not sufficently cooling because the systems were upgraded to increase power output for which the equipment was not designed. We boosted the Structural Integrity Fields directly around the phaser banks to correct for the problem by syphoning the heat from phasers and coverting it into electrical energy and shunting it into the Structural Integrity Field Generators." She listened as Samek explained what he knew of the possible problems, which made Jadzia happy, as she didn’t know any of this form the onset.
Although an incredibly intelligent human woman for her age, that of 27 years standard, she was much more the fighter then the lover. She had much higher technical knowledge then her brother did, but she spent most of her time learning the arts of war, from; hand-to-hand combat, to weapons, fighter and starship combat, demolitions, etc. The benefit of working with someone as that knew what they were talking about was a good thing, and the fact that the Chief was a Vulcan made it all the better.
"Perhaps we can draw more heat energy directly from the EPS systems running through the cargo bays to shore up the field generators in those locations? Also, there are transporter and replication systems we can route power from, since this is a temporary issue." He finished, and Jadzia thought to herself as they entered the Cargo Bay.
“Tactically speaking,” she began “I’d prefer not take any power from the transporter systems at all if we can help it.” She retrieved a tri-corder from her kit, and keyed it a few times “According to these readings, there are 4 ‘arrays’ in this Bay, and 3 in the other that need to be reinforced…” she keyed a few additional times “I like you’re idea about the replication systems, if we shut down the replicators on this deck entirely, it shut give us the few additional ‘gigawatts’ we need. Best part is it won’t effect to much down here, and we can run addition ‘food stuffs’ from other decks if needed.” She smiled, feeling good about herself, and took a few excited steps forward, until stopping and turning back to the Chief.
“My apologizes,” she shook her head innocently “Weapons are my specialty, and this is your ‘area’, I’d hate to step on your toes…” she smirked, that devilish grin crossing her face. She had a very malicious way about her, an unique and exotic personality that often caused trouble, in one form or another, but even her light hearted way would generally be lost on a Vulcan; but she couldn’t help it. She waited for his expert opinion.
Location: Cargo Bay 2
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Post by samek on Aug 14, 2008 21:19:40 GMT -5
Location: Cargo Bay 2“ Tactically speaking,” she began “ I’d prefer not take any power from the transporter systems at all if we can help it.” She retrieved a tri-corder from her kit, and keyed it a few times “ According to these readings, there are 4 ‘arrays’ in this Bay, and 3 in the other that need to be reinforced…” she keyed a few additional times “ I like you’re idea about the replication systems, if we shut down the replicators on this deck entirely, it shut give us the few additional ‘gigawatts’ we need. Best part is it won’t effect to much down here, and we can run addition ‘food stuffs’ from other decks if needed.” She smiled, feeling good about herself, and took a few excited steps forward, until stopping and turning back to the Chief. “ My apologizes,” she shook her head innocently “ Weapons are my specialty, and this is your ‘area’, I’d hate to step on your toes…” she smirked, that devilish grin crossing her face. She had a very malicious way about her, an unique and exotic personality that often caused trouble, in one form or another, but even her light hearted way would generally be lost on a Vulcan; but she couldn’t help it. She waited for his expert opinion. Location: Cargo Bay 2 Samek pulled out his tricorder, following the power feeds while she spoke. "You misunderstand Vulcans, Ms. Grant. I am not suseptible to envy, thus I would not percieve anyone "stepping on my feet". He paused for a moment, tapping a setting to change the scan to passive. "Replicators on this deck are on limited power by default. However, with that additional power, we could also boost the surrounding fields to 20% over rated specification to fill any gap that is present. Also, from Engineering I should be able to reroute the EPS system to ensure continuious plasma flow through these systems." He then closed his tricorder, glancing to her, noting her grin. He puzzled at it for just a moment. |
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Post by Capt Jim Harsting (Ret) on Aug 19, 2008 2:49:29 GMT -5
Jim, after many minutes, headed back to the bridge, dressed in his ceremonial uniform (the white uniform). Stepping onto the bridge, he glanced about. "Report?" He asked Grabfoot.
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Post by samek on Aug 19, 2008 2:53:18 GMT -5
Samek moved to a bulkhead, and opened it, accessing the console within. "To shore up the Structural Integrity Fields in the meantime, I'm going to put into effect the force field system that is used during decompression. Since it runs through the bulkheads, it should prove to be a viable option while we make the nessisary changes. He typed a few commands in, and the lights dimmed slightly as the fields took place. "I will go to engineering, unless you need anything else?"
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Aug 19, 2008 9:07:02 GMT -5
A few minutes later, he was still keeping watch of the bridge when he heard the command tone of Captain Harsting "Report?" he asked of him
He turned a look towards Harsting to see his was wearing his formal cermemonial uniform and his whiksers twitched and drooped a little assuming that he too will have to wear his formal uniform, which is something he hated to do
"Evverrything iss rrunning ssmoothly, Captainn with nno commplicationnss. I wass alsso waiting forr a rreporrt from Lt's Ssamek and Grrannt beforre incrreassing sspeed to Trrannsswarrp"
He paused to wait for Jim's response
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Post by jadzia on Aug 20, 2008 0:38:16 GMT -5
Location: Cargo Bay 2
As he mentioned the default level of power running to the replicators, she let out a “Hrmph” as she tried to think of another way to boost the fields. But, as she had hoped, Lt. Samek had come up with another option that would work better, and she nodded encouragingly. As he looked back up from his tri-corder, she realized that she was grinning at him, and quickly cleared her face. She giggled slightly. “Sounds like a plan, Lieutenant.” As she keyed a few additional commands into her tri-corder.
She followed him over to a bulk head, as he removed it and explained the changes he was going to make. She was out of her ‘zone’ in these matters, but at least was happy that they were able go get a viable option in place to correct the imbalance. "I will go to engineering, unless you need anything else?" She smiled at the Chief “A ‘masters’ in Engineering Theory would help…” she laughed, before cutting herself off as the joke would have been lost on a Vulcan. “Thanks for the help Chief; this is a bit out of my element.”
She tapped her combadge “Lt. Grant to The Bridge; Lt. Samek’s come up with a plan to correct the integrity fluxuations, we’ll need…” she paused a moment, looking back at Samek “30 minutes?” trying to grasp a reasonable number out of her head. After her report, she followed the Chief out of the Bay and made her way back to The Bridge.
Location: Main Bridge
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Post by Saavpek on Aug 20, 2008 7:05:28 GMT -5
Location: Sickbay
Seeing what time it is, he felt as long as it is taking for his physical to get done he will not be able to go to Three Forward for the ceremony. He took in a deep breath and let it out knowing that is one major differences in being an Assistant and a Chief. Duty comes first before rest and fun and he had to check to make sure all his teams were doing as they should. He tapped his combadge and tried to get in a couple of reports in to get an idea where he would be headed to when the Doctor was finished with him.
Location: Sickbay
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Post by samek on Aug 20, 2008 10:23:23 GMT -5
Location: Cargo Bay 2As he mentioned the default level of power running to the replicators, she let out a “ Hrmph” as she tried to think of another way to boost the fields. But, as she had hoped, Lt. Samek had come up with another option that would work better, and she nodded encouragingly. As he looked back up from his tri-corder, she realized that she was grinning at him, and quickly cleared her face. She giggled slightly. “ Sounds like a plan, Lieutenant.” As she keyed a few additional commands into her tri-corder. She followed him over to a bulk head, as he removed it and explained the changes he was going to make. She was out of her ‘zone’ in these matters, but at least was happy that they were able go get a viable option in place to correct the imbalance. " I will go to engineering, unless you need anything else?" She smiled at the Chief “ A ‘masters’ in Engineering Theory would help…” she laughed, before cutting herself off as the joke would have been lost on a Vulcan. “ Thanks for the help Chief; this is a bit out of my element.” She tapped her combadge “ Lt. Grant to The Bridge; Lt. Samek’s come up with a plan to correct the integrity fluxuations, we’ll need…” she paused a moment, looking back at Samek “ 30 minutes?” trying to grasp a reasonable number out of her head. After her report, she followed the Chief out of the Bay and made her way back to The Bridge. Location: Main Bridge Samek, again puzzled about this humans knack for humor. "If you wish to return to the academy, I do believe that you can be trained in engineering if that is your desire." He then listened to her report to the bridge. "Twenty-two minutes, seventeen seconds including travel time to engineering." He said, closing the bulkhead access. He then left the cargo bay, her following until she went into the turbolift to took her to the bridge. Samek entered the next turbolift. "Main Engineering."Once he arrived, he began rerouting powerflow to surrounding Structrual Integrity Field Generators, increasing the total field throughput to the ship, especially around the cargo bays. He tapped his badge, as the time elapsed that he said it would take. "Samek to Bridge. Modifications complete. Helm should be able to increase to transwarp at your command." |
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Post by Capt Jim Harsting (Ret) on Aug 20, 2008 10:28:01 GMT -5
A few minutes later, he was still keeping watch of the bridge when he heard the command tone of Captain Harsting "Report?" he asked of him He turned a look towards Harsting to see his was wearing his formal cermemonial uniform and his whiksers twitched and drooped a little assuming that he too will have to wear his formal uniform, which is something he hated to do "Evverrything iss rrunning ssmoothly, Captainn with nno commplicationnss. I wass alsso waiting forr a rreporrt from Lt's Ssamek and Grrannt beforre incrreassing sspeed to Trrannsswarrp"He paused to wait for Jim's response He then headed to the turbolift, heading there himself. |
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Aug 20, 2008 17:05:01 GMT -5
His ears perked up as Lt Grant contacted the bridge to make her report “Lt. Grant to The Bridge; Lt. Samek’s come up with a plan to correct the integrity fluxuations, we’ll need…” then she paused as if to calculate the time that she and Samek will need "30 minutes" she finished and he thought he could hear the question and uncertainty in her voice, not sure if that would be the right time to complete Samek's plan
Before he could acknowledge the Lt, he heard Samek in the background correct her, saying 22 minutes, and that was including time to travel to engineering. His tail spiraled in humor and waited for Samek's report that he is ready
While he waited he heard Captain Harsting speak to him again "Once we have increased to Transwarp, dismiss Alpha Shift to the ceremony. I'll be in Three Forward."
He gave a nod to the Captain, "Yes, Sir" he said then watched as Harsting Himself headed toward the TL to make his way to three forward. He didn't use the usual purr in his voice cause he assumed the purr is something... special and perhaps not to be used all the time, just with special occasions or specific people. He shrugged those thoughts off and stored them in the back of his mind to think about later
About 15 minutes later, he heard Samek contact the bridge again "Samek to Bridge. Modifications complete. Helm should be able to increase to transwarp at your command."
He tapped his comm badge to answer "Bridge to Samek. Acknowledged." He then turned to Buford "Mr. Hound, increase speed to Transwarp 15" He then opened a intership link "All Alpha shift personnel. You are all dismissed to go to a ceremony being held in Three Forward. Beta shift is now starting"
Closing the link, he stood and headed for the TL. He would stop off in his quarters to dress in his dress uniform before making his way to Three Forward
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on Aug 20, 2008 20:56:43 GMT -5
As he sat at his station he listen to Grab Foot and the Captain
then hears Grab Foot say"Mr. Hound, increase speed to Transwarp 15 , All Alpha shift personnel. You are all dismissed to go to a ceremony being held in Three Forward. Beta shift is now starting"
Looks for his Pa "Yes Sir" Takes the ship to Transwarp15 then turns his station over and heads to his quarters
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Post by jadzia on Aug 21, 2008 0:41:35 GMT -5
Location: Main Bridge
Jadzia had just taken a few steps off of the turbo lift onto the bridge when she heard the XO’s order dismissing all alpha shift personnel and ordering them to the ceremony on the Promenade. She shrugged, pivoted on her feet, and reentered the turbo lift “Crew Quarters”, and off the lift went.
She exited and headed to her quarters, programmed her measurements into the replicator, and had it create her a new one. Her dress uniform, along with most of her personal belongings, were destroyed at outpost Kasserine. She put on the uncomfortable uniform, tugging the gold braided tassel taunt and making sure her Starfleet Security and Flight Weeks were visible on it, and exited her quarters. She’d always felt self conscious about the way the uniform drew attention to her figure, but she tried not to worry about it and tucked her black hair behind her ears in a single pony tail, and headed to the Promenade.
After a few minutes walk, and a short turbo life ride, she entered the ‘bar and grill’ on the Promenade that was holding this ceremony, ordered a glass of wine, and stepped off towards the corner.
Location: Promenade; Bar and Grill
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on Aug 21, 2008 7:54:34 GMT -5
After putting on his Dress Uniform he heads to 3 FWD for the ceremony, entering he ordered a MilPisi the Bar Tender looks at him funny "Fill a glass a half way with milk, then the rest of the way with Pepisi Cola, any Dark cola will do"
The Bar Tender shakes his head and makes the drink Buford takes it and nods, Then looks at the decorations.
He walks over to Jadzai "Howdy how y'all doing" he asks as he takes a drink
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Post by Capt Jim Harsting (Ret) on Aug 22, 2008 4:28:29 GMT -5
Jim entered the Galaxy Bar, glancing about, seeing that Buford and Grant had already arrived. He had stopped by a promenade shop to pick up a bottle of scotch, that was currently wrapped in a bag. He sat it down, at a table.
He nodded then to Buford and also Jadzia. He then went to the podium, reviewing the PADD that he had.
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