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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2006 13:52:31 GMT
S'reena wasn't entirely sure she agreed with Drews order to include a medical officer in the away team, but orders were orders. She paused briefly at one of the consoles to check up on something, while she tried to recall which cadets were available and which instructors she would take. Security would most definately needed, as well as science. "Commander Brelev, Cadet Nurem, you're with me," she announced, as she called up the turbolift car.
She waited for the two women to join her, and she smiled to herself; so far the away-team was all-female. ~what else do I need besides science and security?~ she asked herself, as the three stepped into the turbolift car. She wondered where marine cadet Smith had disappeared off to. It might be a good idea if he joined them as well. "Cadet Smith, report to transporter room two," she called, after tapping her combadge. "Well that's security and science dealt with," she smiled, as the turbolift continued towards the transporter room deck.
"Oh of course, our new tactical instructor," S'reena then realised, also realising the young man had never reported in for duty. "Lieutenant Daya, report to transporter room two," she announced, "and make sure that you arm yourself properly, but don't overdo it. We must not appear a threat to these people." She tapped her combadge again. "Commander Paris and Cadet Rogers, you're to accompany us on an away mission. Make sure you bring a med-kit, but you're not to openly assess or treat any of the Ushen population."
At last they arrived at the transporter room, where they waited for the rest of the team to arrive. Once they were there, S'reena signaled the bridge. "Transporter room to bridge, this is Commander Hope, are we cleared for transport?"
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Post by brelev on Jan 18, 2006 15:09:59 GMT
The program had jut gotten underway with Tinyl scouting around asking patients about the rebels (an excellent idea) when S'reena's voice called over the Comm system
=A=Commander Brelev, Cadet Nurem, please report to transporter room two.=A=
"While then, I geuss that concludes with. Excellent job so far Cadet, but it sounds like we have arrived at our destination." Brelev replied. "You will be acting as security during this as there is risk of civilian contact, and some civilians do not welcome our presence."
=A= Commander daya, please bring and extra phaser with you to the transporter room. =A= Brelev asked the new tactical instructer. "I'm surprised you have not been given one, but never the less you will need one now. Computer, end program."
The war torn town dissapared and they found themselves once again in the bare holosuite. "Let's go." Brelev smiled, glad they had something to do now.
Very few people had arrived at the Transporter room so Brelev satisfied herself with waiting, asking the cadet about what such a mission for her might involve.
"Yes, but I'm not even sure where we are going." Tinyl explained.
"Of course, you have not been breifed. perhaps it would be best to let S'reena explain, I am still unsure of some details myself." Brelev replied
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Post by abbeykittner on Jan 18, 2006 15:41:15 GMT
Tinyl left sickbay with Commander Brelev and they headed for the holodecks.
"Are you familiar with the different Tactical duties compared to the Security duties?" Commander Brelev asked.
"Yes Sir, I am." Tinyl replied as they walked stopping before one of the holodecks on board the Hanson. They stepped inside and the Commander began the program. The walls shifting from their black and gold pattern to be replaced by a small village in a clearning showing signs of a battle. Also appearing was a security team of five and a medical team numbering seven.
They had just begun the exercise when the COMM interrupted their concentration.
=A=Commander Brelev, Cadet Nurem, please report to transporter room two.=A=
She listened silently as the Commander continued an ongoing oratory as they walked from the holodeck to the transporter room. She waited patiently to be briefed on the situation.
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Post by jasonfarsir on Jan 18, 2006 19:18:55 GMT
Jason was scanning the area where the away-team would be beamed down for the second time, when there was beep of a communicator =^= Transporter room to bridge, this is Commander Hope, are we cleared for transport? =^= Hope asked.
Jason doubled check for the third time to make sure it was accurate. "Comfirmed, commander you are cleared to beam to the surface," Realizing he acted with out thinking he eyes went wide and he turned the his instructior. "I hope it was okay for me to respone or were you supposed to do that sir?,"
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Post by desertpride on Jan 18, 2006 22:39:40 GMT
Cadet Pride sat at his station. After listening to the Admiral and the Prime Ministers conversation. Cadet Pride started scanning the serrounding systems for any ships in the area. He was thinking to himself it would be good for us to have any unwelcomed visitors.
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Post by krythan on Jan 18, 2006 23:52:38 GMT
Krythan packed a complete med pack full of everything from hyprosprays to band aids and placed the back over his shoulder, in his other hand he held a tricorder tightly in his grasp. This would be his first time to go on an away mission so he was abit nervous and paced about the sickbay awaiting Doctor Paris to get ready. "Oh please Ma'am, lets not be late..." He said in and even tone that would make a Vulcan proud. "We must be there or they may leave without us..."
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He stopped pacing and went to stand at the door so that he and the doctor could walk out together and chat on their way down to the transporter bays.
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Post by beetle on Jan 19, 2006 2:49:08 GMT
~before the Hanson departed~
Cadet Smith was in the middle of a mission with the USS Haley, or rather, on a holodeck on the Starbase Conqueror, when he was contacted by Commander Hope to report to the Hanson right away. Smith hated to leave a mission in the middle like that, its goals unfulfilled, but Commander Hope was his superior, and it was his job to obey orders. Unfortunately, on his way to the docking bay to find the Hanson, the turbolift Smith was on got stuck. Smith didn't wait for a repair team, knowing he was already late. So he climbed out the emergency hatch and up the ladder to the next Jeffries Tubes hatch. He moved relatively quickly, but by the time he arrived at his destination the Hanson was already departing. So Smith ran as fast as he could with 35 pounds of gear on his back to the nearest transporter room, and hastily requested that he be beamed aboard the Hanson. He was just in time, too, for he felt the Hanson kick into warp mere seconds after the transport.
Smith found his assigned quarters aboard the Hanson and went inside. It took him a couple tries to get the computer to accept his temporary authorization, but eventually it let him in. Smith walked into the small but adequate room. It had two beds, one of which had someone else's gear on it, though Smith had no idea who's it was. Smith threw his own pack on the remaining bed and hurridly undressed so he could shower off; all that crawling around had left him in quite a state.
Having showered and changed into a clean uniform, Cadet Smith headed out to report to the First Officer, a Commander 1st Class S'reena Hope. The computer indicated she could be found in Sickbay. But when Smith got there, she was nowhere in sight. A fellow cadet, male, about the same height as himself, greeted him.
"Is Commander Hope here?" Smith asked curtly. When medical cadet informed him that the Commander had returned to the bridge, Smith turned sharply and headed back out the doors. This other cadet shouted something after him about a physical, to which Smith shouted back "No time..." and was gone.
Cadet Smith had just arrived at the appropriate turbolift when he heard Commander Hope's call over the COMM system. "Cadet Smith, report to transporter room two," she said, and that was it.
Smith sighed at having to run around like this, just to find the First Officer to report for duty. "This is what I get for being late I suppose," he chastised himself. He swore he would never do that again.
At that moment he had strapped to his waist the standard-issue Type-II Hand Phaser used by most Security and Marine personnel. An away mission, Smith decided, called for a Type-II Phaser Rifle, which he picked up at one of the armories on his way to transporter room two. Until it was needed, Smith carried the rifle on his back, with the strap across his chest.
From down the hall, Cadet Smith saw three women enter the transporter room. One of them was wearing red. "That must be Commander Hope," Smith thought. He marched into the room shortly following and stood at rigid attention before the Commander and spoke confidently, as a Marine should: "Marine Cadet Walter Bedell Smith reports for duty, SIR!"
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Post by aparis on Jan 19, 2006 4:37:24 GMT
Angel sighed when she heard nothing was wrong with her health. She was about to instruct the cadet in his next task when she heard the call for them to go to the transporter room.
"Alright cadet, go grab two of the med-kits, and put that down, we don't need that pack." She said and chuckled as her cadet disappeared into the storage room. She wondered where he had learned to pack a bag for an away mission, and thought about taking this up with the academy commadant on what they were taught in the academy on earth. She dismissed this idea remembering how much hot water she was in, and she wondered what else could go wrong this mission.
(Rogers)
"Alright, here we go." She said and they both left sickbay together. He started to say something, and she just let him do the talking for now.
(Rogers)
They entered the turbolift, and she pulled out a padd, realizing she didn't know much about this planet. If one of them was to look prepared, she wanted him to be, but she realized he couldn't always know everything. She stopped trying to read what was in front of her.
"Cadet, you like to talk, and we need to prepare for this away mission." She said, and handed him the padd. "Read this aloud, it is what we will need to know about the planet. Oh and don't mumble." She said teasing him a bit.
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They finally arrived in the transporter room, and found they weren't the first and definately not the last to get there.
"We are present commander." She said and noticed a new cadet. "Cadet, you will need to report to sickbay after we get back." She said to the new personnel.
(Cadet Smith, S'reena, and anyone else in transporter room two)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2006 13:36:41 GMT
"Marine Cadet Walter Bedell Smith reports for duty, SIR!"
S'reena looked the cadet over, who was standing smarly at full attention. "At ease cadet, before you pull anything. Glad you could join us afteral," she said, as she ushered her team onto the transporter platform, "make sure you scout the area, without looking agressive. Cadet Nurem, you and Smith will stay close to Lieutenant Daya, and follow any order he gives you, provided it is safe to follow it. Your own safety and that of your team comes first."
She tapped her combadge. "Thank you cadet Farsir, please keep an eye on us. At the first sign of trouble, get us out of there!" She turned to the transporter chief. "Energise."
Seconds later, the small team rematerialised in unfamiliar surroundings. "Brelev, get as much readings of the surroundings as you can. Paris and Rogers when you see the locals, scan them but do so covertly and remember under no circumstance are you to offer assistance or help them when they do not ask for it. We don't want to risk engaging into arguments with these people. Daya, take Cadets Nurem and Smith and make sure we are safe here. At the first sign of pirates or any other threatening individual, contact me and we're out of here."
<ooc: well that's that......start getting reports back people ;D what do you see, hear, feel....etc>
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2006 20:21:14 GMT
Drew watched the replacement personnel arrive on the bridge and take the vacated stations, of the senior staff, only Commanders Graxon and Reynolds were now present on the bridge. The Cadet’s assigned to both officers were also present, and busy working at there stations. As always, Drew hated being left sat on the bridge as members of his crew entered a possible dangerous situation on the planet below.
“What is the status of the away team?” Drew asked, looking round to the Operations station.
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“Ensure to maintain an open comm link with Commander Hope,” Drew replied, “and link up with the tricorder readings the away team took, we might be able to start to analyse them early.”
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“Mr. Pride, are you having any luck with those sensor readings?” Drew asked, leaning forward in his chair.
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“If the away team are ok, then take us out of orbit,” Drew replied, “We can start to patrol the area to look for clues.”
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OCC:
Cadet Pride, Commander Graxon is on LOA for a few days, until he gets back, I will be acting as your instructor.
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Post by desertpride on Jan 19, 2006 21:32:00 GMT
Cadet Pride heard the Admirals order and began setting course to break orbit. Cadet Pride started plotting a course the would take them around the Planets moon where there were dead spots in the senor reading do to the size of the moon.
Cadet Pride was thinking to himself if your going to hide thats where I would hide. After all senors aren't perfect and they cant completely see through Planets. As he was plotting the course the thought well at least my physical will be on hold for awhile.
Cadet Pride setting course breaking orbit, Cadet Pride made sure the course he set would not cut off communications with the Away team.
Cadet Pride sat back and watched the view screen and was wonder would he ever get a chance to go on away team. He didn't know for sure after all he was the Helm officer and you really don't need a pilot when you are on a Planet.
Admiral we will be in range of the planets moon to start senor sweep in 5 Min's.
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Post by brelev on Jan 19, 2006 22:36:36 GMT
Brelev fipped open her tricorder, taking care to keep it out of site. She wonderd around the square where they had materialized always keeping to rest of the away team in sight. Now that there was a tactical instructer, would cadet Nurem be switchin over, then again there was a marine cadet now and perhaps Commander Daya would be taking over his training. None of that really matterd now, what was important was that she got the information she needed on the planet.
"Class M, no surprise there, Higher then average oxygen content most likely due to large amounts of vegetation, 12000km diameter, soil content high in nitrogin, hmm a gardener's dream. 75% surface water, mainly aboreal forests." She mutterd to herself. "Average temperature ranging from... -45 degrees celcius near the poles to +50 near the equator, that would explain why the population is more widly dispersed then earths..."
Nothing extremly outstanding here, she'd love to get her hands on a soil sample though the square was mostly paved with cobblestones so getting an adequet sample would be both difficult and obviose. INsuring the data on her tricorder was recorded she headed over to where Tinyl was standing "Pick up anything noteable?" she asked, recougnising the cadet was keeping her eye out for something very different then Brelev had been."
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Post by aparis on Jan 20, 2006 3:48:44 GMT
Angel decided to go near a small part of area and look like a geologist instead of a doctor. She took out her medkit and set it up near a small hill looking like she was taking readings of the planet instead of its inhabitance. She took out two padds and handed one to her cadet not wanting to mention anything aloud.
Cadet, go to the opposite side of the area. Once there put your tricorder on the ground and make it look like you are scanning the planet. We don't want them knowing we are doctors. Scan the inhabitance, and make sure to report anything unusal. You said you wanted to learn about sicknesses, well here you go. These people are sick, and we can't do anything to help them. If they knew we were scanning them, who knows what could happen. If anyone asks you have been sent by your instructor to get a survey of the volcanic activity under the planet's surface. Make up what you need to make that story work. Report to me when you are done scanning the south side of this place, and it should take awhile cadet. If you have any questions send them to me here like this. I don't want anyone to overhear us. She wrote the message on her padd, and sent it to her cadet.
She knealt by her tricorder watching the readings coming in, and she didn't look happy. She wanted to help these people, but knew she couldn't do anything. She had never felt so helpless before, and she didn't like this feeling at all. She looked over at the commander, and wondered how she could deal with not being able to help these people get better. She sighed and tried to concentrate on what she was doing. She knew she had a good cover story, so it would be easy to make it look like she wasn't scanning the locals at all.
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Post by krythan on Jan 20, 2006 4:18:57 GMT
Krythan read the message and complied by taking out his tricorder and placing it on the ground, making himself look busy as he took the scans of the people into account. "Hmm, seems like there is something, but I cant understand what..." He sighed looking at the device as it took in readings,"I don't understand whats going on."
He took out his datapad and text a message to Paris. Ma'am, I am getting readings but I cant distinguish what it is... Can you help me out?He hooked up the tricorder to the datapad and sent the readings to herWhat can you make of it?He sent the message but was quick to continue the scans because some people looked at him curiously.
The people didn't really look all that sick to him but he still didn't want any contact for fear of being infected with whatever was getting to these people.
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Post by Daya on Jan 20, 2006 5:45:23 GMT
OOC well, I'm glad to finally be back on board my old ship an all, but man i just hate missing the beginning of the mission.
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Daya ran as fast as he could to wards the nearest shuttle, he had recently arrived on board the conquerer and was already late to getting on board the Hanson, his old training vessel. When he arrived at the shuttle bay, he had to wait until it was fully stocked before they would let him leave. impatiently he shifted his weight back and forth between his feet, "cmon cmon, hurry up" he kept saying, just barely loud enough for anyone to hear him, finally they finished up and he rushed inside, firing up the shuttle and speeding out of the bay.
"I'll probably get spoken to about that, but I'll deal with that later" he said as he pushed his shuttle into warp drive(do they have warp drive?) Minutes later he appeared within sight of the Hanson and hailed them immediately, "This is Lt. Daya requesting permission to board"
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Daya sat down on his bed and took a few long breaths, he hadn't had time to do anything before he was called to transporter room two, by the first officer, S'reena Hope, who last he knew was pregnant. but i guess things change while your away.
He stopped by the armory just shortly before arriving at the transporter room, he carried one rifle and two phasers, since commander Brelev had requested one. Daya arrived just as a cadet was reporting for duty "Marine Cadet Walter Bedell Smith reports for duty, SIR!" Daya's eyes shot forward at the marine and shook his head softly, ' they are alway eager the first time' he thought to himself as he stepped up on the transporter
"make sure you scout the area, without looking aggressive. Cadet Nurem, you and Smith will stay close to Lieutenant Daya, and follow any order he gives you, provided it is safe to follow it. Your own safety and that of your team comes first." 'Great, she still doesn't trust me' he thought as he rolled his eyes. a few second later the team materialized on the planets surface
Daya listened as Commander Hope gave out orders and acted upon his own "Daya, take Cadets Nurem and Smith and make sure we are safe here. At the first sign of pirates or any other threatening individual, contact me and we're out of here." "Aye ma'am" Daya said he pointed to wards the Doctor, "one of you follow the Doctor, the other her cadet, i don't them getting into any trouble, do what you must to blend in with them."
Daya walked a little ways and looked around, he knew he probably looked like something from a little kinds nightmare, but he couldn't really do anything about that, he walked up next to S'reena and spoke with her. "Hello ma'am, I've got the cadets trailing the Doctor and her cadet, just in case. but I'm keeping an eye out for anyone that may be a little less than friendly."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2006 15:12:32 GMT
"Very good lieutenant," S'reena said coolly, still somewhat annoyed that she had to call the CTSO from anywhere on the ship but the bridge. She reckoned that a CTSO's place was on the bridge, not elsewhere on the ship, regardless the excuse he might offer.
Yet she smiled softly at him. "I do hope you haven't forgotten your training lieutenant?" she querried, winking at Brelev. "Thank you for the report commander. I think we should move forward and see if we can meet up with any of the locals."
<responses anyone? who'll do the locals?>
The Romulan woman tapped her combadge. "Away team to Hanson, we're now approaching the village. We'll get back to you once we've made contact. Hope out."
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Post by abbeykittner on Jan 20, 2006 19:39:25 GMT
Tinyl listened as she was briefed on the mission.
Cadet Nurem, you and Smith will stay close to Lieutenant Daya, and follow any order he gives you, provided it is safe to follow it. Your own safety and that of your team comes first." Commander Hope said as she completed the briefing.
"Yes Sir." she replied, glancing at Cadet Smith and Lt. Daya. She remembered the cadet from the training holomission they'd had while on board Starbase Conqueror.
This was her first away team mission and her stomach was filled with butterflies but she hid it well.
A short time later they beamed to the planets surface. She stood slightly apart from the rest near Cadet Smith and Lt. Daya. Her hand resting lightly beside her phaser, not in a threatening way but prepared for anything. All her senses open to pick up anything which might prove detrimental to the team.
"Pick up anything noteable?" Commander Brelevs voice broke through her thoughts, causing her to turn slightly.
"No Sir, nothing yet. I will be sure to let you know if I pick up anything which might mean we are in danger." Tinyl replied. This was one instance she knew the use of her abilities was welcome. It was for the safety of the team.
She turned again as Lt. Daya approached and gave new orders.
"One of you follow the Doctor, the other her cadet, i don't them getting into any trouble, do what you must to blend in with them."
She nodded, "Yes Sir." she said as she moved off to join the doctor. She opened all her senses to the planet, her mind searching to pick up anything which might indicate trouble.
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Post by beetle on Jan 20, 2006 20:21:23 GMT
Cadet Smith heard Lieutenant Daya's orders and made little delay in carrying them out. He stapped to attention and offered a "Yes Sir" then headed off to find one of the medical personnel. He spotted Cadet Rogers making scans over towards the edge of the crowd. He wondered what exactly Rogers was doing: he looked like he was scanning the ground, but Smith knew better. Perhaps he was just pretending to scan the ground so as not to arouse suspicion? Either way, he had to blend in with him as much as possible. As he walked over to the medical cadet, he swung his phaser rifle off his back and let it hang over his right shoulder. He didn't keep his hand on it in an attempt to look as non-threatening as possible, but it would still be available if he needed it.
When Smith got about three paces away from Cadet Rogers, he paused, unsure whether to alert the man of his presence or just stand there and do his job. After no more than a moment's hesitation, he decided on the latter. So he turned around to face the crowd, and looked around cautiously, keeping a keen eye out for anything unusual or suspicious.
Most of the crowd seemed to be ignoring them, but it was hard to "blend in" in his distinctive Starfleet Marine uniform, with a solid build, black hair in a military haircut, brown skin and slight forehead ridges. On top of that, at 6'4'' he stood a head taller than most of the natives. At least half of the passers-by gave him a very brief curious glance, then looked away hastily as if not wanting to risk eye-contact with this soldier. And it was clear that they were keeping their distance from him, and thus from the medical cadet. That was good news for Smith, but he wondered if Rogers would have any trouble making his scans.
"You worry about your job, Beetle," he told himself, "and let Rogers worry about his."
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Post by desertpride on Jan 20, 2006 20:56:35 GMT
Cadet Pride was sitting at his station looking at the Senor read outs, when something caught his attenion. It was a warp trail one that someone or something was trying to hide.
Admiral we are picking up a faint warp trail, who ever left the trail was trying to hide the trail with back round radiation. Do you want me to lay in a course to follow? We might loose contact with the away team depending on where the trail leads.
Cadet Pride would have felt alittle more sure of himself if his instructor was around, He knew the admiral would take over if a promble occured. Its strange when the commanding officer of the ship is your acting instructor made you feel like you were on center stage at a concert. Cadet pride kept thinking please dont let me screw up I've worked to hard to get here.
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Post by Daya on Jan 21, 2006 15:34:24 GMT
Daya looked around once more as S'reena and he were talking, he could help but smile slightly when she spoke up "I do hope you haven't forgotten your training lieutenant?"
"Of course not ma'am, but then you werent really around to see what i was capable of" Daya replied, not meaning it to sound harse or unrespectful, just making a statement. He hoped he hadnt struck a nerve in any way, he didnt really want the first officer to dislike him on his secdon mission with her.
Daya walked over to the docter and Cadet Nurem, leaning down next to them. "Anything worth noting?" he asked as he tried to look at the readings on the tricorder.
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Post by jasonfarsir on Jan 21, 2006 22:11:54 GMT
Farsir kept a close watch on his station to make sure there was no danger. He had an open channel with the away team as ordered, but he was having trouble linking to the tricorders. A few minutes later he got the ship to link to it. "Sir getting scans from the tricorder readings now,"
He scan around the away teams area again =^=commander so far there is no danger within your area=^= He told commander hope.
He looked up from his station and on the veiw screen he saw several moons for the planet. He thought it was a beautiful sight to see. He looked for a few more seconds then looked back down to scans he was taking. Where he had read a warp signiture. "captain I am reading a warp signiture,"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2006 22:15:11 GMT
"I hope it was okay for me to response or were you supposed to do that sir?"
"No, Mr. Farsir you are doing your job and that is what we expect from you," Jason responded to his cadet. He was doing a very good job, but it seemed as though he kept doubting himself. Jason knew that there was no need for that, being prompted and hard working were good qualities.
Jason came to realize that their were only three senior instructors now on the bridge. Commander Graxon, himself, and RA Drew. This didn't sit well with Jason, knowing that his crewmates were down there on the planet in possible danger, but he felt a bit better knowing that if they got in trouble he would transport them to the ship immediately.
“What is the status of the away team?” Drew asked. Jason looked at his cadet and told him to respond.
"Go ahead Mr. Farsir, respond to the Admiral," Jason said pointing out the correct controls.
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“Ensure to maintain an open comm link with Commander Hope,” Drew replied, “and link up with the tricorder readings the away team took, we might be able to start to analyze them early.”
Jason this time didn't have to tell his cadet to take charge, he did so without even thinking. After he did as they were asked Jason was more than happy to report to the Admiral.
"Admiral the away team is on constant transporter lock," Jason reported," and the information from the tricorders is being sent to the science department."
“If the away team are ok, then take us out of orbit,” Drew replied, “We can start to patrol the area to look for clues.”
The ship quickly broke orbit and the Hanson started to search for the answers that it was looking for. Jason had begun looking for any unusual or out of place things around the planet.
"Mr. Farsir, once we come closer I want you to run Level 6 scans on that moon," Jason said.
<Tag Farsir>
"Away team to Hanson, we're now approaching the village. We'll get back to you once we've made contact. Hope out."
"Away team this is the Hanson, you are cleared to make contact and be careful," Jason said noticing that everyone else was a bit busy than him at the moment.
The bridge then quickly became a bit more relaxed and quieter. They knew that the away team was safe and they could continue their search. Then something caught his eye, it seemed as though his cadet hadn't discovered it yet, but there was a masked warp trail.
"Mr. Farsir, Mr. Pride are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Jason asked of the two cadets.
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Post by jasonfarsir on Jan 21, 2006 22:22:11 GMT
Farsir quickly traced the warp signature to see where the ship was so he could find out what kind of ship it was. While following the warp singnaute he started the run the level six scann on the moon and showed it to Reynolds
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aparis
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Post by aparis on Jan 22, 2006 5:54:51 GMT
She had been scanning here and there moving about to make it look less obvious on what she was doing. She felt the data padd at her waist start to buzz indicating a message.
She quickly read it, and frowned as she looked around for her cadet. I'm on my way, cadet. She quickly sent to him, and then continued to search for him. She found him, and went to see what the problem was.
"Okay, cadet, let me see." She said looking over his shoulder as he moved the tricorder up a bit. She then took out her own tricorder and scanned to make sure he hadn't gotten it wrong. She put her tricorder away, and took out her padd. That isn't normal cadet. Scan the delta region, and I will bring this to the attention of the commander. Go now, she texted to her cadet on the padd.
(Rogers)
She moved to where S'reena was standing, and made sure they were close enough, so only they could hear each other.
"Ma'am, I think you should take a look at these scans. My cadet alerted me to them." She said pulling out her tricorder to show the older woman.
(Hope)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2006 20:50:39 GMT
S'reena nodded towards Cadet Nurem, who was still covertly trailing the chief medical officer and briefly, the Romulan wondered whether the doctor had actually noticed. The cadet stood a few paces away while S'reena returned her full attention to the doctor and accepted the PADD the younger woman was handing her.
She frowned at the readings, and them being probably medical there wasn't much she could do with them. "I don't see anything wrong doctor," she commented, while handing the PADD back, "what does Cadet Rogers think about these?"
<Paris>
Seeing the genuine concern in the medic's eyes, S'reena tapped her combadge. "Hope to Hanson. Cadet Farsir, Commander Reynolds, have you received the data coming from Rogers' and Paris' respective tricorders? What do you make of them? If you can't form an opinion, ask Dr Hope or the EMH to do it."
<Farsir/Reynolds/Drew>
The Romulan tapped her combadge. "Hope to Smith, what is your status and that of Cadet Rogers? We seem to have some troublesome readings, please keep alert at all times."
<Smith>
S'reena turned around to face Brelev, knowing that Paris had shown her the readings by now as well. "Opinion commander?" she asked, as she watched Nurem and Paris walk away once more to continue their studies.
<Brelev>
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