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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2006 3:04:27 GMT
"OK then ... here we go ... State the reason your retiring from the fleet. This is just for the record Commander."
Why did counselors have to re-ask questions? Couldn't he just write it down, or state it for Noah to verify. Noah sighed, then said "I am retiring because I aged prematurely during the last mission, and while I am chronologically 46, Doctor Jason Black, Chief Medical Officer of the Hanson, was revealed that my physiological age is 57. This has worn my body out, and I am unable to continue as an effective Starfleet Officer."
"All right then ... just a few questions ... How would you discern your last posting as CEO of the Hanson?"
"I enjoyed my role here as Chief Engineer and Engineering Instructor. I oversaw the sucessful training of 3 Cadets, and helped saved the ship on both missions I served on while aboard."
"How do you explain some of the run-ins you have had with Commander Hope?"
"Personality conflict; we're the same," he paused, but then realized how confusing that would be to anyone reviewing this. "We are both driven, dedicated people. We are both very stubborn, and immoving. But often, unnecessary conflict has arisen between us because of my pride," he said, sorry to have to admit something like that. "I try to control it, but sometimes it's a very irrepressible thing. I wish I could stop it..." he said, trailing off.
Graxen paused the recording. "Commander, it has been in your record and if I didn't ask the question someone a Star-fleet would have wanted you to return to answer it ... I had to ask. I will finish this up ... " He pressed the record button again. "Would you have stayed in Star-fleet if the event of the last mission hadn't got you to this bodily state?"
"Oh I would have, there's no question about that. I love the challenge of ship's systems, and find joy in passing on my knowledge to Cadets. Starfleet's my life. I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do now that I'm leaving..."
"Well ... that wraps it up ... I will list you as psychologically fit and stable at time of leaving Star-fleet and that should influence any future dealings you have with Star-fleet ..." He looked at Noah with a hopeful eye, "especially if you should decide to return to the fleet ... "
He sood and shook his hand, then gave a salute, "It has been an honor and a privilege to work with Commander ... have a fun time out there."
"Thank you, wherever 'there' proves to be."
Noah rolled himself back onto the Bridge. He approached Commander Hope. "Permission to disembark, ma'am."
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Post by brelev on Jan 10, 2006 4:28:53 GMT
Brelev was turning back to her Consol when a sharp command Met her ears. "Ready room, now." she looked up, S'reena was staring right at her. Brelev's heart lept into her throat and she followed the Angel Paris into the small room with S'reena breathing down her neck.
Brelev did not take a seat, rather she stood at perfect attention along side the younger human ready for what ever The First officer had to say. It was like being back at the Academy all over again. These lecture where percisly the reason she'd left her renegade youth behind after graduation. How could she have been so stupid, the prank would have been funny yes, but not with the Admiral in his current condition, and not a man that she hardly knew. She should not have let herself be amused by Angel's actions.
"What were you thinking!" S'reena asked, rather severly. Brelev got the idea this was a question not requiring an answer, yes what had she been thinking? Was it the air of the training vessel that had taken away her hard earned maturity?
"he's an old man, you could've seriously injured him!" yes, they could have. A doctor and a Science officer, they should have known better. "I take it you were aware of his seat being wired commander? I'll let you two off with a warning this time, but next such a prank will be noted on your records. Dismissed!"
Brelev wanted to say she had no idea about the wire, she only suspected after the Admiral jumped up. That it was all Angel's idea she had nothing to do with it. But she knew that was not right. Her reaction had only encouraged the young officer, and she would have to buck up and take whatever consequence came with that. Brelev gave S'reena a brisk salute, and followed Angel out of the ready room, like a dog with it's tail tucked between it's legs. She headed back to her consol avoiding eye contact with anyone.
She pulled up the scan she had been working on, and was about to get to work when words flashed over her screen
B, I'm sorry I got you involved, you should have said something, A
Brelev knew how this worked, she'd done it several times as a Lower decks officer with a fellow who she'd had a breif fling with. She looked up and saw that Angel was hanging out with her hand resting on a consol near the back. Breleb located the consol's address and replied
A, Don't worry about it. I should have held my tongue, being around you makes me feel young again and I lost my composure. I deserve what I got, we'd better cut this out we are in enough trouble as is and it would be good if the Cadet's saw us as bad influences,B
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Post by aparis on Jan 10, 2006 4:31:30 GMT
Angel had expected something like this to happen, and decided it probably wasn't the best move to make. I would think I would know what would and wouldn't kill him, besides why would I wish the man dead? He hasn't done anything to me, yet. She thought trying to look guilty instead of smiling. Both ladies walk out of the ready room looking guilty, even though Angel didn't feel completely guilty.
She decided she should apologize to Brelev now instead of wait for later. She walked to a nearby console and sent a message, then she left the bridge feeling the heat already. She didn't want to stay in this kitchen for too long, not that she couldn't take the heat.
She walked back to sickbay thinking that this was an awesome prank, and that she would have to watch her back from now on. She didn't want to be the butt of someone else's prank, and she chuckled to herself pleased at how that went.
She entered sickbay, and saw there was no one there in need of her services. She went to her office, and sat down behind the mound of padds on her desk. She remembered something else she had wanted to do.
It had been awhile since she had started reading and she realized that she needed to get some physicals updated. She suddenly received a message that had been trying to get through to her for quite some time. She read it quickly.
B, thanks for not saying anything, I appreciate it. Sorry for not getting back to you earlier. Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of trying anything else, unless someone was to try for revenge, and I do believe we know who that would be. I don't think he will do anything, so we are safe, besides I think they suspect me more than they do you, but who knows. If anything comes of it, I will do my best to keep you out of it in the future. A
=/\= Paris to all cadets, please report to sickbay immediately. =/\= She said over the ships comm link. She wanted to have their physicals done before she had to deal with the harder members of the crew.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2006 16:32:46 GMT
Bit of a backpost to reply to Commander Graxen.
Drew looked over at the Counsellor as he approached, a smile appearing on the other man’s face.
“Cadets starting a bit early this mission?” John asked, amusement clear in his voice.
“Actually,” Drew replied, “I think its Instructors; S’reena just hauled two of them into the ready room.”
John did a good job of hiding his surprised that veteran officers would carry out such a prank on a commanding officer, perhaps deciding to move to safer ground, the Counsellor changed the subject.
“Are there any Cadets that I will be in-charge of this mission?"
“Actually yes,” Drew answered, handing John a padd, “Cadet Desert Pride.”
John took the offered padd and gave it a quick glance, nodding his head in approval.
"Do you mind if I mind the helm this time out?" John asked, with a look in his eye that told Drew that despite being a Counsellor, John was desperate to carry on flying as well.
“Be my guest,” Drew replied with a smile, “I can take comfort knowing we have an experienced pair of hands at the wheel.”
“Thanks,” John replied, then he noticed Bates in the corner of the bridge, “excuse me please Admiral,” when Drew nodded his head, John made his way over the former Chief Engineer.
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In his ready room, Drew was busy reading the last of the ship status reports, all supplies had come aboard, and the majority of Cadets and Instructors had found there way to the Hanson. Before too long the ship would be ready to depart.
“Come,” Drew called out, as his door chirm sounded. The doors parted to revel a smartly dressed Cadet, in the colours of navigation.
“Cadet Pride reporting onboard as order as your helm officer,” the young man said proudly.
Drew smiled, and got up from his chair, walking over to greet the newly arrived Cadet.
“Welcome to the Hanson Cadet Pride,” he said, offering his hand, “I am Paul Drew, Commanding Officer.”
“Thank you sir,” Pride replied, “it’s a pleasure to be here.”
“Tell me Cadet, have you met your Instructor yet?” Drew asked.
“Not yet, no,” Pride replied, “I came straight here.”
“Let’s see if we can find him for you,” Drew said, leading the way out onto the bridge, “Computer locate Commander John Graxen.”
“Commander Graxen is in his office,” the soft tones of the computer replied.
“Come with me,” Drew said to Cadet Pride, “I’ll introduce you.”
As they entered the turbolift, Drew instructed it to take them to the Counsellors office, and then turned to face Pride.
“So tell me a bit about yourself Cadet, where are you from?”
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Post by desertpride on Jan 10, 2006 21:43:59 GMT
Cadet Pride was caught alittle off guard Having a one on one conversation with the captin so soon. He knew it was the captins job to get to know his crew but still it was alittle wierd for him at first. Well sir I was born on earth but was raised on the planet Teac. My parents were killed in a shuttle crash and I was adpoted by the ruling family. Cadet pride stopped himself from saying more. He wasn't even sure thats what the captin wanted to know. He stood there in the turbo lift thinking this had to be the slowest in all starfleet.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2006 3:08:52 GMT
OCC: Sorry to my cadet for not posting sooner. I forgot how quick passed the Academy really is. S'reena I thought you would of helped this newbie instructor IC: "Cadet Jason Farsir reporting to duty for operations sir,"Jason quickly turned around and saw the face of his first cadet. Jason knew that he would never forget the man in front of him. He didn't know him, he didn't know his credentials, in fact he didn't know if he really liked operations, but he was his first and for that reason he would always be remembered by Jason. "Hello Cadet Farsir, I an Commander Jason Reynolds, your instructor for this mission," Jason said extending his hand to the cadet. <Tag Farsir> After the brief introduction, Jason saw that Commander Hope was heading their way. "Welcome aboard Cadet Farsir," she said, "I see you've met your instructor. If the stories of his brother are anywhere near truth, Commander Reynolds is an excellent teacher."Jason couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed at the praise of his superior officer. He had not yet proved himself to them and he wanted their respect based on his work not of that of his baby brother. "I haven't looked around very much," Jason replied "but I've been using the panels in the corridors to help me find my way so far. I'll get to know the ship good enough not to use them, I just don't know how long that'll be.""Commander Hope if you don't mind I would more than gladly give them the grand tour," Jason offered knowing that the Commander would be busy. The little scene concerning the Captain would mean that she would be doing more work until he returned. <Tag S'reena>
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2006 15:38:03 GMT
Absentmindedly, S'reena nodded. "By all means commander, it might teach you your way around the ship more quickly too." She picked up a PADD that had been handed to her only seconds earlier, and began skimming over its contents. It seemed a marine cadet by the name of Bedell Smith had been assigned to her for training, but he hadn't reported in for duty yet.
Frowning, she gazed out the main viewscreen, and noticed the Hanson hadn't even left dock yet. "Commander Hope to all hands, prepare for departure from spacedock," she called over the shipwide intercom, "All cadets that have not reported in yet, do so immediately. Those that have can ignore this message and continue with the ship tour."
The Romulan hoped by this message her cadet would report in, assuming he had already set foot on the Hanson. "He can still catch a shuttle to catch up with us," she said to no-one in particular. Looking up, she found Graxen and his cadet at the helm. "Commander Graxen, instruct your cadet to take us out of spacedock, one quarter impulse."
She smiled, knowing full well that it was thrusters only while in dock, but she wanted to know if the cadet had brushed up on his rulebook. Graxen's knowing smile told her he had caught her deliberate error.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2006 19:29:11 GMT
Commander Graxen and Cadet Pride had meet in his Graxen's office and after a bit of conversation went back to the bridge. The two walked over to the helm and John motioned for the Cadet to take the seat.
"Cadet, as long as you are on the bridge, you are the CNO ... I'm here as your instructor. As you can tell, there is an extra seat here just back and to your left. I will be here if you get in trouble." John said. Motioning to the PaDD in his hands John continued, "i have a PaDD here that is set to mimic the helm and is tied into all the flight controls. Now, I must tell you I will not use this unless I see that the ship is in immediate danger ... other wise you will have complete control of the flight systems."
The Cadet took a moment to think about what had just been said and asked a few questions.
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"OK," John said, "our first task is to leave dock and move out into a flight patten around the station ... are you ready?"
"Yes, sir", the Cadet said.
About that time Commander Hope said, "Commander Graxen, instruct your cadet to take us out of space-dock, one quarter impulse."
Now John caught the mis-spoken words almost at once ... in fact he wasn't sure if she didn't really mean it ... but he knew better.
Turning to the Cadet John said, "OK Cadet, get us out of space dock ... "
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Post by desertpride on Jan 12, 2006 15:26:13 GMT
Cadet Pride had heard the order. He stood there for just a secound and looked at Commander Graxen. They both exchanged a look that they understood. Starfleet Regs state only thruster when exiting space dock.
Cadet Pride and Commander Graxen both new there would a subspace message waiting for them when from the dock master when they got of shift reminding them of this fact.
Cadet Pride took his seat and stared at the veiw screen. Commander sat down next to him
Commander when ever your ready cadet just remember your train this is for realy now
Cadet Pride looked at the image of earth one last time Staring at the blue oceans they were just perfect.
Cadet Pride Commander all clamps are released moorings are detached ahead one quarter impluse setting course.
Cadet Pride felt the power of the impluse engines kicking in. Cadet Pride didn't know if the other Cadets could feel the ship moving he could. It was the greastest feeling in the world.
Cadet Pride pulled the ship out of space dock and Banked it to port just to grab one last look at earth before the started the mission. He noticed just for secound how everbody stared at the view screen before returning to there work.
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Post by abbeykittner on Jan 12, 2006 16:57:08 GMT
Tinyl realized that the tour of the ship would probably wait until they were underway and stood expectantly at her station as the ship departed spacedock. Her stomach was full of butterflies but she swallowed and watched as the station fell behind them. This was the start of a whole new adventure and one which she'd been looking forward to.
She glanced around the bridge and nodded to Commander Brelev, her instructor for this trip. She closed her mind and her thoughts to the groan which rose within her, why her, one of the two tricksters on board. Not that it bothered her, but she hoped that she would not become part of their schemes. With those thoughts she turned back to her station, glancing over the console.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2006 20:15:50 GMT
The mass hall was usually quiet, but that was just the way Drew liked it. At the moment, most of the crew were busy preparing the ship for launch, and the majority of Cadets were at there stations. It gave the Admiral the perfect chance to sit back and relax for a few minutes in the large open space.
“More tea Admiral?” Brax, the bartender asked, approaching with a steaming hot pot of tea.
“Thank you,” Drew said, holding out his empty cup for a refill, “how have you been Mr. Brax?”
“Well thank you sir,” Brax replied, beaming happily, “I have finally managed to secure some ‘special’ ingredients for my cooking, oh you will all be in for such a treat!”
“I look forward to it,” Drew laughed, placing the now filled cup onto the desk top, “perhaps we shall have a themed evening one night?”
“That would be wonderful,” Brax beamed, and then, his task done, the bartender returned to his small kitchen.
From his seat, Drew had a perfect view of the mass hall’s large windows, which currently showed the large spacedock of Conqueror. Usually the Hepta or Hope would have been docked there as well as the Hanson, but at the moment both the other Academy ships were out on missions. As Drew watched a repair team walk the hull of a nearby ship, he was surprised to see that the docked ship seemed to be moving. Suddenly hearing the roar of the Hanson’s engines, he realised it was his ship that was infact moving.
“Captain to bridge,” he said tapping his comm badge, “who gave the order to move out?”
“I did sir,” S’reena replied over the comm channel.
“Didn’t you think it would have been polite to contact me first Commander?” Drew said, rising from his chair, “I am on my way to the bridge.”
Leaving behind his forgotten cup of tea, Drew headed straight for the nearest turbo lift. Seconds later, he stood on the bridge.
“Have we set course yet?” he asked S’reena as he took his seat, but not before checking it carefully with his hand.
“No,” S’reena replied, “worried something is in your chair?”
“Not at all,” Drew said, now sitting back in the leather seat, “helm, once we clear the Starbase, set course for the Ush system, warp six.”
“Operations, have you cleared us for launch with the Ops?” Drew asked, turning up at Commander Reynolds and Cadet Farsir. <tag these two>
“Thank you,” Drew replied, then rising from his chair, he approached the tactical station, unlike the other Cadets, Tinyl Nurem was standing at her station without any Instructor next to her, Commander Brelev being at science.
“How are you doing Cadet?” Drew asked.
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Post by abbeykittner on Jan 12, 2006 20:29:11 GMT
Tinyl hadn't heard the Admiral step up to her station and she jumped slightly, only to frown as she looked up at him. "Sorry ...Sir. I'm fine, just nervous." She should have been more aware of her surroundings and she knew it. Her lax in concentration was not a good thing. "I'm glad we're underway though." And she was ... it meant the beginning of her life in starfleet, even if it was only training. "Is there something I can do for you?" she asked quickly realizing he wasn't standing there wanting to idly chat about just anything. She was careful to keep her mind closed, knowing most dislikes telepaths and their tendancy to be nosey.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2006 20:42:56 GMT
“I just wanted to make sure you were feeling confident about your station,” Drew said, smiling, “it can be very nervous being on a starship for the first time.”
Drew could tell from the Cadet’s eyes that she was trying to shut something out, he was going to ask if anything was wrong, when he remembered she was part Betazed. It was usually uncomfortable for all concerned when telepathy was involved. Drew could only imagine what it must be like to sense the emotions and thoughts of everyone on the bridge at the moment, with the ship just moving out there would be constant buzzes of excitement, curiosity, maybe even fear. Not for the first time, he was glad he could only hear his own thoughts, they were chaotic enough as it was.
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Post by brelev on Jan 12, 2006 22:26:02 GMT
Brelev readied her station for the trip ahead and took a moment to look out the viewscreen as they left spacedock. When she looke down at her consol she noticed that she'd been sent the list on instructer-cadet pairings. "Tinyl Nurem." she read allowed. "tactical...odd." Then again without any science cadets and an influx of tactical cadets this hould not surprise her. it meant she would have to pull up her tactical extension course from back at the academy.
Brelev walked over to where Tinyl was working at the tactical station. "It looks like I'll be your instructer. I can understand if you are a little dissapointed, but I can assure you that I do know my stuff, even If I am a science officer. Do you have any question's you'd like to ask?"
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Post by abbeykittner on Jan 13, 2006 10:18:30 GMT
Tinyl smiled slightly at the Admirals words.
“I just wanted to make sure you were feeling confident about your station, it can be very nervous being on a starship for the first time.” he said
"Thank you Sir." Tinyl replied
Her attention diverted as Commander Brelev joined them.
"It looks like I'll be your instructer. I can understand if you are a little dissapointed, but I can assure you that I do know my stuff, even If I am a science officer. Do you have any question's you'd like to ask?" the Commander said as she joined them.
"No Sir, not disappointed. I'll make sure to ask if I need help Sir." Tinyl answered with a smile.
The sudden attention by both the Admiral and the Commander slightly unnerving but she swallowed her nervousness and turned back to her console. She knew her stuff, the simulations she'd been through intense but this wasn't a simulation, this was the real thing, she had to wonder what they would find ... out there..
Inward she was nervous and full of butterflies, outwardly she showed calm .... more like the calm before the storm she thought as she glanced at the two senior officers nearby.
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Post by jasonfarsir on Jan 13, 2006 11:24:33 GMT
OOC sorry for the back story but I figured it was needed.
IC Farsir shakes Reynolds hand. "A pleasure to meet you sir,"
Commander hope walked up to the both of them and said "Welcome aboard Cadet Farsir, I see you've met your instructor. If the stories of his brother are anywhere near truth, Commander Reynolds is an excellent teacher."
Jason could tell that Reynolds was embarrassed but didn't say anything. Farsir walked to his station saw Hope take two officers in to the readyroom then a few moments later coming out. Commander Hoped asked if Farsir and Nurem was getting around the ship well and if they would like the have a tour. The two gave their response and went back to work. A few moments later he heard Commander hope give an order to taker the ship out of spacedock at one-quarter impulse. Jason thought this was odd considering that a officer of that rank should know that they were only allowed to leave spacedock at thruster speed. He was not sure if it was his place to say anything in front of other officers so he said nothing. He felt the ship start to move. He always loved the feel of a ship move at impulse. As the ship started going he looked up at the viewscreen to look at Earth one last time. He heard someone ask “Operations, have you cleared us for launch with the Ops?” but he didn't know who had said it cause he wasn't fully paying attention. It was that question that brought his attention back to his station. He wasn't sure rather or not he was so he looked up at Reynolds for the answer hoping he would answer the question for him.
<Tag Reynolds> OOC how ever you'd like my character to respond please do so I'm not sure what to put with that.
IC After the ship set course and was on it's way he stood up, walked up to Commander hope. "Excuse me commander,"
She looked up from what she was doing, "yes, cadet"
"May I speak to you alone,"
She nodded her head and headed for the readyroom. She sat down and waited for the cadet to speak. Jason felt nervous questioning a commanding officer but he wasn't sure as to why she would give an order she knew was against regulations.
"No disrespect Commander, but I thought we were only aloud to leave space dock using only thrusters. Wouldn't that be confusing to Cadet Pride?"
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"I understand commander," Jason responded. Jason turned around and went back to his duties.
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Post by aparis on Jan 13, 2006 13:44:37 GMT
Angel had been waiting, and she found that no one had answered her call. She wasn't happy about that, and it reminded her of her last assignment. She wondered why no one liked to come and visit her for their routine checkup. It was like pulling teeth, she thought. She shrugged, and decided to see if she could help Dr. Hope with anything.
"Hello, doc, can I help with anything?" She said trying not to look completely bored at that time. She was surprised that they didn't have a cadet, and she wondered what she would do for the duration of the time. She had tried to remember to smile too, as she didn't want to give anything away. She didn't like it when people read her like an open book.
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Post by desertpride on Jan 13, 2006 14:45:16 GMT
Cadet Pride was sitting at his station checking senor information as they were clearing the starbase. He kept thinking to himself it wouldn't be good if he hit something on his firstday.
Befor he set the course that captin had given him, He asked Commander Graxen a question.
Cadet Pride Sir the commander knew that it was thruster only when leaving space dock right.
Commander Graxen "Yes she did she was just checking to see if you knew"
Cadet pride "Then did I just screw up by not reminding her instead of carring out her orders
Before Commander Graxen could reply cadet pride had inputed the coordinates for Ush system and signaled Engineering that they would be jumping to warp 6 in a few secounds.
Cadet Pride double checked the course checked his senors to make sure there were no other ships in there flight path.
Captin Cadet pride said " Course layed in Ush system warp 6.
Cadet Pride looked back at the captin He seemed a little uncomfortable in his seat like he was waiting for something. The captin gave him a nod
Cadet Pride looked back at his console and pushed the button. The ship responded to his request the stars changed and they enter warp.
Cadet Pride was amazed as always when the stars changed and they entered warp.
Ater the Hanson enetered warp safly cadet Pride turned to his instructer and was hoping to get a answer to his earlyer question
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Post by brelev on Jan 13, 2006 15:09:11 GMT
"If you are nervouse, that is expected. I must admit this is my first time teaching, so the butterflies in my stomech probably rival the ones in yours." Brelev smiled. "Before we get into the thick of things it i very important that all new crewmembers, that includes you and I, shoudl visit sickbay for a physical."
Brelev noted a lightly dissapointed look on Tinyl's face. "I know, no one likes them, but if we get into a fire fight and are injured you'd like to be treated by a doctor who is familiar with you, correct?"
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"It's settled then, sickbay first, holodeck later." Brelev led the way to the turbolift. "Tell me cadet, why did you choose tactical and security as a career field?"
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"What sets tactical apart form the other departments, what does it mean to be a tactical personnal. You are half betazoid correct? If you where to encounter a security officer what differencs would you expect then from a navigation officer, a doctor?" Brelev asked, the point of all these questions was to explore the cadet's mindset, knowing how she felt about her position would guide Brelev in teaching her to be the best in that position."
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"Excellent, and here we are." Brelev steped through the doors of sickbay to see Angel conversing with the ship's pediatrician, Michael Hope, S'reena's husband. 'Commander Brelev, with cadet Nurem in tow, reporting for standard physical. Did we catch you by surprise, just showing up volentarily?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2006 16:23:38 GMT
The ship jumped into warp with the ease of a hot knife through soft butter. To John, it still amazed him every time how something so large as a star-ship could become engulfed in a warp bubble and enter into warped time. The Cadet had left the dock doing exactly everything that was needed; it was good to see a Cadet's first real time behind the CONN go so well. However, the Cadet was questioning his action, or in this case in-action, of using thrusters instead of impulse as was ordered.
Cadet Pride asked, "Then, did I just screw up by not reminding her instead of caring out her orders?"
"Cadet," John responded, "had this been a non-Academy vessel ... a simple question back to your commanding officer would have been the courtesy to clarify the command. But, in this case, it was more of a test. I can tell you, however, there are times in the heat of an event that time is limited and you have to consider the best options. If you react to a Captain's command in the best interest of the ship ... it is very unlikely that you will get in trouble." John' face changed just a bit as a smirk flashed across his lips, "then again, you have to know your Captain ... there are some in the fleet that expect their orders to be carried out as stated ... no deviances. Believe me, you will know."
The Cadet had a puzzled look on his face but both John and the Cadet was distracted as the ship started to shake. The Cadet's attention went immediately to his controls.
Commander Graxen also looked down to his PaDD that was linked to flight. The inertial dampeners had become unbalanced from the warp stresses caused by the speed. John did nothing as the forces was still below critical, however due to the unbalance it was getting harder for people walking to keep from swaying. John sat back to see how the Cadet would respond.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2006 18:48:25 GMT
S'reena smiled encouragingly at the cadet as they walked a few paces away from the rest. "You've paid attention in class," she complimented, "and no it would not be confusing to Mr Pride. His instructor knows that I know the rules for flying in spacedock, and he would've let me know if he disagreed with my test." At his startled glance she smiled again. "Yes cadet, it was a test to see whether he paid attention. Had he indeed carried out the order as given, Commander Graxen would've interfered."
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She walked back with the cadet, and resumed her seat beside Admiral Drew. "There was no need to yell at me," she spoke softly, only for him to hear. We had not even cleared spacedock yet when you arrived on the bridge."
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S'reena briefly held her breath as she expected a barrage from her CO on carrying out and/or disobeying orders, even though she was quite used to getting yelled at; it had happened all her life. Then she turned her attention back at the navigation's couple. "ETA to Ush?" she enquired, knowing that it was actually OPS she should ask this.
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Post by jasonfarsir on Jan 14, 2006 2:05:53 GMT
Thinking this might be another test Jason answered. "We'll arrive in alittle under two hours commander,"
Unsure rather to go to sickbay now or wait til he was off duty. He turned towards the captains chair. "Sir, Should I head to sickbay, or wait till I'm off duty?"
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Post by abbeykittner on Jan 14, 2006 6:21:22 GMT
Tinyl hated doctors and for good reason, they were always trying to get into her head, while she spent so much time trying to get out of theirs. She nodded at the Commanders question. "Yes Sir, I would prefer to be treated by someone who knew me." she replied as they stepped into the turbolift.
On the way to sickbay Commander Brelev asked Tinyl about her chosen field. "Tell me cadet, why did you choose tactical and security as a career field?"
My father is a Marine, it seemed only natural for me to follow in his footsteps .. sort of." she commented. "I really don't have any other reason that that Sir. It just seemed the right thing to do."
"What sets tactical apart form the other departments, what does it mean to be a tactical personnal. You are half betazoid correct? If you where to encounter a security officer what differencs would you expect then from a navigation officer, a doctor?"
"Yes Sir, I am half Betazoid. I don't feel it is set apart from any other field, they are all seperate and unique, each one having their good and bad points. I don't feel my Betazoid tendancies have anything to do with how I would treat people regardless of their department Sir." The line of questioning confusing. She knew each department, having been versed on them while living on the outpost. "If you mean do I read into others using my telepathic abilities, then the answer is no I don't. I have learned to close off that part of me and to curb that curiousity which most Betazoids have to read their crewmates or others." She let out a sigh. "I only use that if I am backed into a corner and am in need of a way out."
"Excellent, and here we are." Brelev steped through the doors of sickbay to see Angel conversing with the ship's pediatrician, Michael Hope, S'reena's husband. 'Commander Brelev, with cadet Nurem in tow, reporting for standard physical. Did we catch you by surprise, just showing up volentarily?"
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Post by krythan on Jan 14, 2006 21:06:03 GMT
He could see the air lock doors getting ready to close and ran even faster to reach them, "Only a few more feet.." He told himself as the doors began to close. Just at the very last second a young man slipped through and stood in the ship he was about to serve on.
He made his way up to the bridge with his marshmellow traval bag slung over his shoulder. He wasnt in uniform yet so he didnt expect the captain to be happy with his new addition to the crew but this guy didnt care. He was a to-be-doctor, he was only there to save or help people throught their health ailes.
Standing at about 6"5 with sleak black hair that was grown and well kept to about his mid back neck. With his eyes of icy cold fire he could be the kind of person that was cold as snow or he could be as warm as a a friendly room but if you got in his way to full fill a dream of an orderly starship of his own, he could crush whatever your dream may be. Nothing was going to get in his way to greatness...
He reached the bridge and gave a short cough to clear his throat but did not talk, he would wait for an officer to talk to him.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2006 21:30:44 GMT
S'reena looked up to see the new arrival, who still had his duffle bag slung over his shoulder. Yet what she noticed first was that this was not a typical soldier, and he wasn't in uniform. Quietly, she nudged Drew in the side and nodded towards the new arrival.
Next, she got up from her seat and walked up to him. "Yes Cadet?" she asked, looking up at him. ~these cadets get taller by the day~ she thought with a hint of annoyance. "You're late cadet, what's your excuse?"
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She took a step back so that she didn't have to look up at the cadet that much. At times like this, she really hated not being somewhat taller. She shot him a fierce glance as she waited for his response, then looked at a PADD that a crewman gave her. "Ah, Cadet Krythan," she then acknowledged, "you're to report to sickbay. Doctor Angel Paris shall be your instructor. Dismissed!"
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With a sigh, she turned her back on the cadet and returned to her seat. At the helm, Pride had reported that their ETA to Ush was two hours, and she really wondered what would be awaiting them once they got there.
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