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Post by tyrron on Nov 4, 2005 21:50:58 GMT
Tyrron saw the luitanent being transfered to sick bay "hmm gues I have to get back to my old assingmend" "Soaringstar could you give me any information you have on that enemy ship. I would also like to receive an update please.?"
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Yes, Tyrron I'm working on it, good luck with shooting!
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"Thank you," he replied. Damn she is so hot He thaught. Ah well not now I have to stay focused. There wassen't much left of the ship but suddenly Photon Torpedo 10 o'clock "I wil get him Tyrron Yelled as he aimed for the torpedo a couple of shot's and the torpedo exploded. The ship shaked heavely wel better this than a direct hit tyrron thaugt.
A couple of minute's later the ship started to flee, he knew he couldn't win. "Damn, miss.
"I so hate Ships!!!, No ships hate me that is it, ships hate me. I need to be on the field on the battlefield. When I'm on the field I'm one of the best maybe better than one of the veteran's around here. No it's not my ego, I have trained and fought my entire live, I've only been on ships for quick transport quick dropoffs and the again Fighting in the field always fighting on the battle field. Beside's the first word I said when I was a little Tyrron was WAR!!!."
Tyrron did not noticed that he was talking to his self and that the enemy was far out of range by now. He just continued talking and shooting. "I do hope that I will be in the field soon, then I can really proof myself."
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Post by calvincapps on Nov 4, 2005 22:46:09 GMT
Calvin continued to watch his monitor that the instructor had put him in charge of. He looked around the room and noticed that the Tactical Instructor was using site to site transport directly to the sick bay. It looked like to Cadet Capps that the instructor was in bad shape. After the instructor was transported Calvin could see the puddle of blood on the floor that was left behind.
Calvin then turned back to his console quickly once he heard a beep from his monitor. He rushed his eyes over the board that displayed many blue and white bars with importatnt information in yellow, and white text.
What was beeping at Calvin, and what he had failed to see was a red blinking text that was warning him of an over load on the weapons system. Cadet Capps knew that this outcome could only get him into trouble from all the tactical cadets and instructor, but from his instructor as well.
His head still pointed to the console, but he lifted his eyes up to see the Tactical station and the officers around it. He then looked around and could see the rest of the officers thinking and startegising about the current situation. Calvin knew he needed to fix the power fluxation immediatly.
He looked at his instructor, and Cadet Capps knew that the instructor had already seen it. He knew that Commander McCormick was waiting on him to fix the problem. Calvin tapped the red text with a single finger and an entire new screen flashed on the board before his eyes. Many statistics appeared with what tactical systems they went with. It took a few seconds before he spotted the overload, but saw that it was in two of the forward phaser banks.
Before Calvin could go any further the ship shook again, and his feet stumbled underneath his legs. He gripped on to the top of the console to bring his body back to balance and then he went back to work on his board.
Now the overload problem was getting to a point where it would be to late to fix and the banks would explode inside of the ship, and there would be a higher chance than 75 percent that it would blow a whole on the ship.
Calvin needed to find extra power some place to give tactical their much needed power to defeat what ever ship that was shooting at them. It would not be a good defensive system or offensive system if they lost 2 of their phasers.
Calvin searched, and then he realized that he had dumped to much power from the reserves power to Helm. Helm was important, and Calvin knew that from his studies, but also from Commander McCormick. But right now there was no choice.
He quickly changed the power levels to what he needed them to be. Plus he gave those phaser banks a little more for back up protection. They have been overworked and would take a little more power for a few minutes before they would work under normal power.
After he had done so the board flashed back to the opening panel and all showed to be in normal power levels for the moment, but to Cadet Capps that had never been in that situation before, and knew he was cutting it close. To close.
Cadet Capps still did not smile. He read over his reports ont he board and continued to work, but he did look back over at Commander McCormick to see what her response was.
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Post by hannah on Nov 4, 2005 23:22:34 GMT
Hannah thought carefully about the questions what was she was she thinking during to her and then she realized.
“At first I felt nervous about the situation, but I remembered my academy training and just got on with it. As soon as I started to concentrate on my work all my nerves went away,” she answered honestly.
Then she thought carefully about the situation it’s self, running it all through her mind.
“It was a challenging scenario and if it wasn’t for Shelby’s idea we wouldn’t of passed it,” Hannah continued, “It was a good challenge and I didn’t even have the slight hint it was simulation.”
Hannah looked forward to next challenge and wanted to test her engineering skills and put into practice what is had learnt at the academy.
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Post by jackwhillis on Nov 5, 2005 2:31:45 GMT
Jack looked down at his controls and saw that the port shields were weakening and put the ship in a spiral Exposing the top of the ship for a moment as he brought the less drained starboard shields to face the enemy. A shot hit the shields and Jack heard a console explode in the back of the bridge but dared not take his eyes off his job, though he wondered if anyone was injured. ~This is easier than I thought it would be,~ he thought. He pulled the ship up and over the target and the controlls seemed slightly more slugish then a minute ago. He looked at a display that showed him how much power the helm had, so he nknew what he had to work with, drop slightly. ~Thats fine still got more then enough power,~ he thought as he adjusted his manuevers for the new power alloted to him. He saw a torpedoe on his display and tried to dodge it but knew it was to late, the ship shook from the shock wave as one of the Hanson's phasers hit the torpedoe. Jack grinned as he looked out the view screen as the ship came on it and he saw it had taken heavy damage and seemed to be manuevering as to retreat. ~Oh no you don't,~ Jack thought as he started to follow.
"Enemy vessel is trying to with draw," Jack reported over his shoulder to the rest of the bridge. "Should I persue, Sir?" Jack asked and then went back to work dodging the last few shots from the enemy and plotting a persuit course incase they did wish to persue.
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Post by nickgrayson on Nov 5, 2005 3:37:58 GMT
OOC: I just got here on the ship and to my post. And now we're under "attack"! So if I mess up in this post, I'm sorry, I'm still learning the ropes. Getting my sea legs if you will Anyway, my character is human, black hair, green eyes, standard build. Think of Major Shepherd from "Stargate: Atlantis." With green eyes of course. Around 20 years old. No major blemishes, though if you look super closely, you can see a slight scar underneath his hair. That'll come later... ON: Nick hurried onto the bridge. He was unsure as to where he was supposed to go. He had just gotten on 30 minutes ago, and still had yet to take his required physical. But he figured it best to report to the bridge to let his instructor know he was there. He walked through the doors onto the bridge and before he had himself situated, the First Officer, a Romulan, spoke to him: "Cadet Grayson, how good of you to join us." She motioned towards the OPS station, which was now only manned by Cadet Capps. "Commander McCormick will be back soon, please get yourself acquainted with the station. Cadet Capps will fill you in on what Commander McCormick had instructed him to do prior to her departure.""Yes, Ma'am" he said real quick, still unsure what was going on. He got himself situated and went to the OPS station, another person was there, a cadet. But no officer was there. He wondered where the instructor could be. The cadet manning OPS turned to him and said, "Nice to meet you Cadet Grayson, I am Cadet Capps."The cadet's warm welcome put him a bit at ease. Until now, everyone had just passed on by, not speaking to him a bit. "Hi, I see you already know my name." He paused a moment, "Um...what are we doing here? And where's the instructor?" "The console on to your left is incomming messengers, the one that I am looking at is power flow. Commander McCormick should be back soon.""Thanks," Nick said, then went to his console and did the best he could. He had read up on it, but without an instrctor there...the turbolift opened to reveal a young women entering the bridge. She looks a tad surprised at him being there. "Welcome aboard cadet, we are just setting up for our mission, and if you will take the left pannel for now, then Cadet capps can take the front one. You will be watching for any incoming messages for now, and later I will switch postions." She says moving to the back to keep an eye on the cadets and her pannel for the moment. Nick was thankful for the instructor to be there. *This might actually be easy* he thought to himself. Then the ship began shaking violentely, *spoke to soon*. The next few moments went by fairly quickly, and it was all a blur for Nick, especially since he had to stay concentrated on his console. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone go down and someone called for medical help for him. A few left the bridge *probably to search for intruders*. The ship shook several times and the tactical station was firing shot after shot while the pilot flew the ship. *very good at it too* Messages began coming in. Minor injuries and scrapes from being bumped around, nothing much there. He directed them to Sickbay. Others were just status reports and such. Nothing big enough to interupt the other bridge crew during the attack. *At least I hope so, I just arrived on the bridge to do my job, and now I'm being shot at! Too much happening in one day.* He heard someone say that the attacking ship was retreating, and asking for further orders. *Please let it calm down, I need to gather my senses!* He tried to keep his nervousness and frustration out of his face, but he knew he failed miserably at it. *But I need to do my job* He just stayed at his console, and did his job. Waiting for further orders, or for some major message to pop up. <Tag McCormick, Capps, Whoever> OFF:
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Post by anderson on Nov 5, 2005 4:36:22 GMT
Joan hit her display several times, hoping that capps wouldnt notice her part in all this. She made it look like a power fluctuation with tactical. She had noticed he had give power to helms, happy he had paid some attention to what she said eariler, and decided to use that against him for the time being. She notices he is looking around, and is happy to have a moment to get everything ready for the power flux. He is suddenly pulled back to his station, and Joan watches to see what he will do.
Finding he fixes the situation himself not asking her anything, she is very impressed with him, but keeps it from showing with a poker face. She also notices Grayson working with the incoming messages, and finding he knows where to send the messages without so much as a word to her, she is pleased. She notices the cadet is frustrated, and wonders why. She moves over standing by him.
"I noticed you are frustrated, cadet, and I don't understand why you are. You have done very well for having been here a short time. Has someone trained you in this area before?" She says hoping a little praise might lift his spirits, but she doesn't want to overdo it as she doesn't want to give him a big head. She smiles hoping this helps.
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"Alright then boys, time to trade places. I have the back console still, but capps gets the messages this time, and grayson will watch the power grids. It is simple really, Cadet Grayson, we make sure the correct amount of power goes to the right area. If the captain wants tacticle to scan something, we send them power. If they need to fire a torpedo, we get them the correct power to do so. If helm wants to switch directions, then they get power. Sometimes too much power can go to one place, and it can overload an area. Sometimes an area doesn't get enough power, and the officer's in that area won't be able to do their job." She explains as both she and her cadet step over to the front display. She doesn't say anything to capps, because he has been there for awhile, and already knows his station. With both boys in place, Joan returns to her console, ready to test either cadet.
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Post by nickgrayson on Nov 5, 2005 7:34:56 GMT
Nick was still at his console, working hard at his job, hoping he was doing well, when the instructor, Commander McCormick, came up to him.
"I noticed you are frustrated, cadet, and I don't understand why you are. You have done very well for having been here a short time. Has someone trained you in this area before?"
He could tell she was genuine in her concern and in her praise. Which he is grateful for. He's used to people deceiving him. "Well, see, I got here onboard not even fifteen minutes before departure. Which ended up being earlier than it was supposed to be. Then I had a horrible time finding my quarters. I couldn't find one person to help me. My roomate wasn't there, so I've no idea who it is. And then I had to decide whether or not to go to sickbay for my physical, or to the bridge to report in. I chose that latter and when I got here, there was no instructor, though Cadet Capps here was kind enough to help. Then we came under attack! I've read up on how to run OPS, but had never been shown much before, so I was a little overwhelmed by the whole deal." He stopped, noticing he had been rambling. "Sorry," he said, scratching his head, "I didn't mean to go on like that. Hope I didn't sound like I was complaining or anything. I've just had a stresful few days." *I didn't even touch the issue of the ID mix-up*
"Alright then boys, time to trade places. I have the back console still, but capps gets the messages this time, and grayson will watch the power grids. It is simple really, Cadet Grayson, we make sure the correct amount of power goes to the right area. If the captain wants tacticle to scan something, we send them power. If they need to fire a torpedo, we get them the correct power to do so. If helm wants to switch directions, then they get power. Sometimes too much power can go to one place, and it can overload an area. Sometimes an area doesn't get enough power, and the officer's in that area won't be able to do their job."
Nick nodded, making double sure to commit the explenation of the job to memory. "Thanks for the explenation. I'll ask if I have questions." He paused, "And if I do anything wrong, please correct me." He had a feeling this wasn't gonna be the end of the stress. *I only hope I got a nice roomate*
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BTW, how do I know who my roomate is? If I even have one? I know I came on late, so it might be all messed up. I'd like to know, one way or the other. Thanks!
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Post by jebadia on Nov 5, 2005 8:40:29 GMT
As we where waiting at the turbo lift for it to come back we heard the Commander over our comm badges telling ous to come back.As me and Hannah walked back I asked her if she might like to date a bit she said maybe later we need to get back.Then we got there he told ous that we shouldnt go to the mess hall during duty.I'm vary sorry Sir it never occured to me that we where still on duty.
Then the Commander asked ous once agen do you have and Questionas and what are your feelings on all of the "Simulation".
Well I felt vary pressured which made me work even harder.I got tired of the constant problems changing and it seemed like the problems kept up with ous every step of the way.I liked the feeling it was kinda fun in all but I realize it was only fun because it was a simulation.
Then I asked the Commander if we would ever be assisting the Nav or Ops officers.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2005 20:31:59 GMT
"Don't talk too much Mr Halrax!" S'reena snapped at him, "keep your eyes on your station and give me a report on our weapons status! Soaringstar weapons status of enemy vessel?"
<Soaringstar/Tyrron>
The Romulan tapped her combadge. "Cadet Brandy, report on ship sweep?"
<Brandy...make up anything within reason..and yes you have ghost readings...a drill if you wish>
S'reena sighed with relief when sickbay reported Arakkis was alive, but comatose. "At least he lives doctor, and that is good enough for me. Please inform his twin, so that she can come see him."
<Black>
She turned back to glance at Drew, who was wearing a grim expression. While some departments were still running a drill, this seemed to be a pretty serious situation. S'reena wasn't entirely sure whether this was part of a drill, or whether this was real. Just in case, she decided to treat it as though it was real.
"Report!" she snapped at both cadets, who were standing at the tactical station. "I need tactical data on that vessel, and I need it yesterday!"
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Post by tyrron on Nov 5, 2005 21:36:07 GMT
"Okay tactical data you say, well the ship is almost destroyed, his torpedo launcers are dissabeld most of his tuurret's are destroyed or malfunctioning, I don't now what the ships type is or what race he is. I only opperated the turret.
But the ship survived and flet from us."
"Hope that it wel be enough infortmation commander."
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Post by johnmilesbrandy on Nov 6, 2005 5:25:57 GMT
Cadet Brandy and the two marine officers stood in the turbolift, they anticipated a fight. Any fight for Brandy was a good fight. "Security to Brandy, intruders are detected on deck 10, they may be trying to get to the main computer core, you can't let that happen." Brandy looked at his phaser rifle and switched the safety off and charged the weapon. "Computer, reroute to deck 10." A few beeps and Brandy could feel the lift change direction.
When the turbolift came to a halt, the doors opened Brandy made his way in a crouched walking position to take up position to lay cover down the hall. The other two marines stepped out of the turbolift and took up formation behind Brandy. Through the use of tactical hand signals Brandy told the other two marines to "leap frog" to the end of the corridor. As they moved out Brandy stopped the last marine and have him give Brandy their tricorder and then resumed his bound. Brandy opened the tricorder and began a scan, his eyebrows wrinkled as he could not find the location of the intruders. "Computer, location of suspected intruders." -Intruders are located on deck 10- came the dogmatic computer voice.
The Romulan tapped her combadge. "Cadet Brandy, report on ship sweep?"
Brandy raised his hand to inform the squad to stop. "We have just made entry on deck 10 where intelligence has informed us is where the some intruders are, but after initial tricorder scans turn up no results, sir."
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OOC: I thought I saw someone talk about turrets.... Do we have those? I can find no reference to any turrets on the Intrepid class specs.
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Post by tyrron on Nov 6, 2005 19:56:34 GMT
OCC: Well I looked it up and with turret I mean Phaser Emitters I'm not that familiar with all those Star Trek names. I'm more in the Star Wars thing and there they would call it a turret or cannon doesn't really matter. I mean it's something that shoots and you can opperate it so, I call it a turret I didn't knew that it would give problem's for other people. Next time i just grab the Photon torpedo launcer. It's easier cause then I shooting torpedo's less confusing IC: "Commander, Comamnder S'reena how did I do, pretty bad I gues I was too late for our instructor how is he? Is he fine?" "Gues I'm not realy the type of person you want on a ship. I know little of ships, I fought my battle's always on the field. And I still wish to do or well at least try to stop the enemy marine's if they board the ship. I'm better in man to man battle's than to work with starship weapons. The technology doesn't suit me, I hate technology. The only thing i need is my Bath'let. Toghether we will survive everything. Well I have to get back to the point." "Ow and you wish to hear more about the enemy vessel? Well I don't know that much about it. When I first attacked it it was too far away to indentify, then I wanted to help Arrakiss and assinged someone else to the starship weapon, I found out that somebody else alreadysend him to sickbay. After that I returned to my old mission opperate the weapon and do some target practice. I had not enough time to indentify the ship, I did saved us after he launched an photon torpedo I was able to destroy it in time. Or else we would have been in an pretty bad shape. Then after a couple of lucky hit's the ship turned around and fled, he's still out there somewhere. I suggest that we pursue it and then board it and then we will take over and be victorious." "But still how is Arrakiss doing what is his condition and how did I do my mission commander, after all I'm not used to ships I'm more the type of guy that need to battle in an large room or on a planet." <Tag S'reena>
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2005 20:22:22 GMT
"Continue your search cadet," S'reena answered, "if we have intruders aboard it is your task you hunt them down and question them. Keep me informed." She tapped her combadge to close the connection, and smirked at Drew. "Care to give him someone to question sir?" she asked him, "or do we let him continue to hunt down a ghost?"
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She returned her attention to Tyrron, who was rattling off a report in high speed. At least he was speaking standard english, much to S'reena's relief.
"We don't board ships and take them as prizes cadet," S'reena said, staring up at the cadet. She was a little annoyed that she barely reached up to his chest and having to stare up at him instead of being able to stare him down. "As to Lieutenant Arakkis, he is alive, but in a deep coma."
She paused, letting his next comment sink in for a minute. "You are doing amiably cadet," she then said, "you are following instructions quite well. Where planet type missions are concerned, you may get your chance yet. And I suppose that you being a Klingon would be natural to want combat missions. However, being in Starfleet is not all about combat. I hope you can understand that."
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Post by soaringstar on Nov 6, 2005 23:57:04 GMT
OC: Soo sorry I haven't posted in forever, here lately my life has been hectic:) Oh, and Tyrron, this is just a suggestion, but it would make your posts smoother if you put more expressions, gestures, etc. (I like the long posts though)
IC: After the fight, Soaringstar listened to the conversation between Commander S'reena and Tyrron~I never new anyone who talked that fast~looking at both of them~if I didn't know better I would think he was nervous~
"If I may be so bold, Commander, Admiral," she said, adressing both of them with a respectful voice, "But why do I have the feeling that this was a trick and a test? And that Brandy is chasing "make believe" intruders?"
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Post by nickgrayson on Nov 7, 2005 0:11:53 GMT
OOC:
No prob, Soaringstar. Happens to us all. And I agree with you on Tyrron, though I know that is something I have to work on a lot too (I tend to write withough much description at all, ha). And I too like long posts like that.
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Nick sat at his post, regulating the power of the ship. Since the attacker had fled, the weapons didn't need as much power, whereas the engines and navigation might if the Admiral ordered pursuit. So he shifted power accordingly. Nothing much else was needed. He did his best to shift the shield power around to even them out a bit better, but he knew repairs were needed before it would work at 100%.
He saw the Klingon Tactical Cadet talking a mile a minute to the Commander, he could barely catch what he was saying. Nick chuckled to himself. *If people 100 years ago were told that Klingons and Romulans and humans would be serving together in Starfleet, they'd have been commited!*
He was waiting for orders when he saw Soaringstar approach the Admiral and Commander and express her concerns. *"Test?" "Make believe?"* He thought to himself. *That would make sense, this is a Cadet Cruise after all.* He decided to sit and wait to see how it went. The Admiral and Commander did seem a bit more upset than you would think they would be if this were just a Cadet Cruise. And the Security/Tactical/Marine Instructor was injured. And that puddle of blood could not have been fake. *Just what I need, more stress* He sighed slightly, and then went back to work. Keeping one ear on the conversation between Soaringstar and the officers.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2005 1:41:10 GMT
"Well, as far as the constantly changing problems, get used to it. It gets worse, not better. And that was only a small taste of it. That was a problem involving only one system. Granted, the Warp system is the most crucial on the ship, but still is just one. Particularly in battle, you have to be working on every single system at once, keeping it running. You repair one system, another one goes down."
Then Noah proceeded to the next question. "As far as who Engineering works with: Navigation, not usually; Ops, quite often. The duties of the two departments overlap, and I often find myself working with the Chief Operations Officer."
Noah looked over at Lt. Bates, and motioned for him to hand over the PADD he was holding. He glanced at it, then turned back to the Cadets. "Alright, your next assignment," he said, tapping the PADD with his finger. "There's a problem with our Warp field. The nacelles are getting a bit too much power. And yes this is real this time. I want you two to diagnose the problem, and figure out how to fix it. But bear in mind that you have to be careful as we're currently using our warp engines. Use my station."
He motioned them towards the Chief Engineer's station.
<Tag Hannah/Shelby>
(OOC: Get creative on the cause and your solution. Just see what you can come up with)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2005 2:06:41 GMT
"At least he lives doctor, and that is good enough for me. Please inform his twin, so that she can come see him," S'reena instructed him.
"Yes ma'am. I'll do that right away. Black out."
He turned to the biobed, and ran a full bioscan. At least he might be able to Arakkis' twin sister, Ayla, a bit more while she was there.
He tapped his comm badge. "Sickbay to Petty Officer Ayla."
"Ayla here. It's not time for my physical, is it? I thought I just had one."
Jason chuckled. "You just did, Crewman, a month ago. That's not why I'm calling. Arakkis was injured on the Bridge, and is currently in a coma. I thought you might want to come down and see him."
"Oh no..." she said faintly over the comm. "Yes, yes I'll be right down."
"Not much for her to do anyway, during the day at least," Michael pointed out. "She only works night shift, when the Cadet's aren't on duty."
A few minutes later, she arrived. She saw Arakkis lying there, and went to him. "What happened?" she said, not even taking her eyes off him.
"He sustained a massive head injury," Jason began to explain. "He's got a hairline fracture, and internal bleeding of a sort. Fortunately thats outside his skull, and the blood hasn't gotten into the fracture, so that won't be difficult to repair. The computer's running a scan to determine why we can't wake him."
A moment later, the computer beeped, and the results of the scan came up. "Yeah, that would do it," Jason said, looking at it.
Ayla looked it too, despite the fact that she wouldn't understand. "What?"
Jason stepped to the side a bit for her to see. He highlighted the brain stem. "There was a secondary injury to where his skull connects with his neck, probably reverberated from the blow to his skull. Tissue in his brain stem is inflammed."
"What does that mean for him being in a coma?" she asked.
"The brain stem controls all the neurological functions necessary for survival, including being awake. The portion responsible for waking him has been damaged. I'll have to perform neurosurgery to correct it. But there's only a 75% survival rate for this kind of procedure."
"Can I stay with him for a while?" she asked.
"Certainly. We'll leave you alone," he said, and Jason and Michael went over to the Office.
"Can you actually do the necessary procedure?" Michael asked.
"Probably not," Jason said, and sighed. "Though an EMH could do it. I'll probably have the EMH do it."
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Post by jebadia on Nov 7, 2005 2:33:32 GMT
After the Commander answered our questions he gave ous our next assignment.
He said there really was a problem with the Warp Feild it looked like the nacelles are getting a to much power.Then he asured ous it is real this time and to keep in mind we using the Warp Engines.
After that me and Hannah went to the Chief Engineers station as ordered and begain looking around on the systems.As we started working Hannah looked vary focused on the task at hand.As she checked on the Warp Feild I chicked on the Power Distribution System. Then I decided to look on all the logs into the two programs to see if anybody has been tampering with them.After a second I seen a log of someone from the Nav station entered the Warp Feild systems and then tuning them alittle then I showed Hannah.
<Here ya go Hannah>
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Post by anderson on Nov 7, 2005 4:22:52 GMT
Joan was relieved the cadets has passed the simulation, or at least she thought they had. So far no one had said anything about her cadets failing, therefore she believed to keep the positive outlook and think they passed. She keeps an eye on Cadet Grayson, wondering what she can do power wise to test him. She continues to think, as she makes up a false message coming in from Starfleet for the captain, a message for the captain's eyes only, then it hits her.
Joan quickly has the message come in for capps, and then she moves quickly to make an overload in helms and tactical, thinking it is about time if they had been overworked. She thought it was a good way to see how the cadets could handle this, and once it is done, she sits back to watch the events unfold.
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Post by nickgrayson on Nov 7, 2005 8:19:07 GMT
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Cadet Grayson was looking over his panels, but not really paying attention. His mind had been distracted by Soaringstar's comments to the head officers. He was waiting for what they'd say in response.
But, as he was waiting, some red lights began blinking at him on his display, so he looked at them and saw that both Helm and Tactical were overloading. "What the..." He then began pressing buttons to see some more information. *I thought I had just emptied Tactical of power?*
The display kept blinking at him and then it began beeping quietly. He paused a moment, trying to figure out how to handle this. *Well, we are using Reserve Power, I guess I could cut that off* So he put the reserves back where the belonged. And he thought he had fixed it, but still it was blinking red "Overload" at him.
He growled slightly at it, a habit he had picked up from an incessantly growling dog he had owned once. He tapped on his display a few more times, and come to find out, it the overload was caused by not too much power, but the fact that the systems had been used hard recently and couldn't handle as much power as normally. They needed time to cool off. If it were a real emergency, he could keep them running like this and worry about repairs later. However, he knew that, fake or not, they'd probably pursue the ship and need the systems intact later. So he emptied the two systems of as much power as he could while leaving enough to keep them running at minimum, based on what they'd probably be facing in the near future.
After he had done that, the red "Overload" indicator stopped, and he could see the readings of the systems were saying they were cooling off. *That's good, wouldn't want helm to fizzle out on us in the middle of a battle.*
He sat back and let out a big breath. He didn't realize he had been holding it as much as he had. He closed is eyes a moment. *Stress, who needs it?* Then he went back to his station, praying that his instructor wouldn't notice he had been negligent in keeping on top of the system's diminishing abilities to hold power. *Don't flunk, don't flunk!*
He rediverted some of his attention to listening to the conversation going on in the center of the bridge, but not nearly as much this time around, just in case something else happened. Then he went on with his duties, wondering when he'd get to eat...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2005 13:32:57 GMT
S'reena was slightly taken aback by the cadet's boldness, and she exchanged a surprised glance with Drew, who seemed equally surprised at the young woman's candor. ~she's seen right through it~ the Romulan thought ~this means that we'll have to adjust our scenario's for our next load of youngesters who come aboard~
"This is indeed a test cadet," S'reena said mildly, "to see how you would perform in a crisis situation. Unfortunately, Lieutenant Arakkis' injuries are quite real." She paused, wondering if the young lieutenant would ever wake up again from his coma. "And yes, Cadet Brandy is chasing ghosts, but crewmen in his department are actually posing as intruders, and will play along in interrogation practice."
She turned back to Tyrron. "Please analyze the sensor output on our enemy vessel, and report once you are done." Then she glanced back at Soaringstar. "I want you to assist Mr Tyrron, but I want you to look at tactical displays, the weapons systems specifically. Tyrron, you pay attention to its defensive systems, and what was aboard that vessel."
<Soaringstar> <Tyrron>
Now having given the two cadets a new task, she walked up to Joan and her two cadets. "ETA to starbase 28?" she asked them, giving Joan an approving nod as the first officer saw the extensive training their youngest instructor was giving cadets that were about her own age. "Well done," she whispered, so that the two cadets wouldn't hear.
"I'm going to check up on Brandy," she announced, glancing directly at Drew. With that, she departed the bridge, and instructed the computer to make herself appear as one of the intruders. "We'll see just how good he is," she murmured, as she quickly disguised herself. ~sometimes, being pregnant is quite a bother~ she thought, thoroughly annoyed with herself, as she pulled on a wide robe, placed her Honor Blade in one of its folds and picked up a real disruptor. She kept one for training purposes, but it would go no higher than mild stun. Noah Bates had seen to it that it wouldn't, much to her own appreciation as she hadn't been able to get it done.
As fast as her physical condition allowed her, she prowled through the corridors of the Hanson, occasionally checking up with crewmen from the marine and security department, who were assisting her with getting the task done. "Has he caught anyone yet?" she whispered at her companion, as they closed in on the marine cadet's position.
"No ma'am," the marine lieutenant whispered back, "but he's been pretty close." They both watched the cadet whirl around as he evidently had heard something, and the young man fired his phaser in their direction twice. The first shot caught the lieutenant square in the chest, and the second caught S'reena in the left shoulder, sending her into a spin as she staggered back. Because of the hood on her robe, the cadet wouldn't immediately recognize her, she knew.
<take it from here Brandy......practice non-violent interrogation techniques. Call Tyrron or Soaringstar if you need their assistance anywhere>
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Post by hannah on Nov 7, 2005 15:27:09 GMT
Hannah ran a level 3 diagnostic of the warp field. This was the highest possible diagonisctic that she could do with out shutting down the warp field. Hannah was analysing the results on the computer station when Shelby attracted her attention and pointed towards the computer screen in front of her. The display displayed the power log and showed navigation accessing the power log.
“We should try to re-calibrate the system, that should set the power disruption back to standard settings,” Hannah suggested.
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Then there was bleep from her computer screen and she looked back the program that she was using to analyse the diagnostic result, had picked up something out of the ordinary. Hannah looked back over at the computer screen realizing there was another a problem. She ordered the computer to recheck that part of the diagnostic just to be sure, she didn’t expect the result to change, she just wanted to sure.
“The extra power is disrupting the warp field,” Hannah said to Shelby showing her results.
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Post by tyrron on Nov 7, 2005 15:47:57 GMT
She paused, letting his next comment sink in for a minute. "You are doing amiably cadet," she then said, "you are following instructions quite well. Where planet type missions are concerned, you may get your chance yet. And I suppose that you being a Klingon would be natural to want combat missions. However, being in Star fleet is not all about combat. I hope you can understand that." <Tyrron> "Yes, commander. I do understand but it is hard for me, you need to know I have fought battle's my entire live, the only ships I've been in were massive drop of ships, who dropped me together with thousands of other Klingon's on the surface of several planet's. you said while looking a little concerned not sure if he should tell about this, well not at this moment there's still a lot to do. "There we fought our battle's with just a couple of disruptor rifle's and pistol's and of course our Bath'Leth and we also had a couple of knives too I can tell you later about the history of our honourfull ancient weapons if you want?" "I guess it's better if I shut up for the moment and continue with the mission anything what needs to be done?" <S'reena> Yes, Mister Tyrron perhaps later if we will have some spare time. And she continued I have a new task for you and Soaringstar right now. "Please analyze the sensor output on our enemy vessel, and report once you are done." Then she glanced back at Soaringstar. "I want you to assist Mr Tyrron, but I want you to look at tactical displays, the weapons systems specifically. Tyrron, you pay attention to its defensive systems, and what was aboard that vessel." <Tyrron> Okay no problem, and Tyrron looked at Soaringstar... at was quit for the moment. Damn why is she so pretty she looked so much like.... No no time Tyrron thought and continued.<Soaringstar> "Tyrron something wrong?" <Tyrron> "NO, I'm alright let's analyze the tactical displays then?" And they walked to the display. (O.C.C I will continue this later, I'm kinda out of inspiration and I'm going to search for some nice enemy ship. TO Soarinstar glad to see your back and to the other's I will try harder next time on my expressions, but it's not that easy especially if your not English or American, but I will do my best )
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Post by johnmilesbrandy on Nov 7, 2005 19:20:29 GMT
"Continue your search cadet," S'reena answered, "if we have intruders aboard it is your task you hunt them down and question them. Keep me informed." She tapped her com badge to close the connection"Yes ma'am, understood." Brandy turned back to his marines and motioned them to his position. "OK, we need to find out why they are here, they could have made it to the computer core already so it must be something else, first priority is to capture one of the intruders for questioning." The to marines nodded their head in acknowledgment, they resumed bounding, as they looked for the enemy. All of a sudden an intruder ran past the corridor they were in, Brandy could not help but think of a trap being played out. "Advance to the end of the hall and hold position." Brandy rattled off as they hastened their movement. Once there the marines checked both avenues of approach which seemed to be clear. "Move out." Brandy pointed in the direction of the intruder, as they moved out Brandy could not help his gut feeling that someone was behind him, he cocked his head to the side as to get a better angle to hear behind him. He heard something, he swung around and saw two intruders directly behind his position, "Take cover," he yelled out to his marines as he crouched up against the wall and took aim. Brandy looked through the site of his phaser rifle and fired two shots one scoring a direct hit in the chest of an intruder, the other hitting the shoulder of the second which sent him to the ground. Brandy motioned to his marines, they all moved tactfully down the hall covering a 360 range for their protection, when they got to the intersection of the halls they were originally in Brandy positioned a marine to cover their rear. Brandy and the least marine moved on toward the downed intruders. "Cover me," Brandy said as he trained his weapon toward his enemies. As Brandy moved in he saw that the intruder that was hit in the chest was out cold in the middle of the floor, the other was semi conscious and had propped themselve against the corridor wall. "Move and you die," Brandy said as his movement toward them went to a slow creep. Brandy stopped and took up position, his weapon dead center on the intruder, he motioned the other marine foreword to his position, "Secure the prisoner," Brandy said, his eye streamlined down the site of his rifle. After the prisoner was secured Brandy looked at his situation and realized that he could not take two prisoners with the manpower that was available. He decided to move out. After tying up the second intruder they put him in a turbo lift, "Deck 15" Brandy said to the computer, he then touched his comm badge, "Brandy to the brig, I am sending an intruder in the turbo lift for you to accommodate him in our ships sweat." A smile on his face and after he was acknowledged, he told his marines to move out. He knew that putting a prisoner in a turbo lift was highly unorthodox but he figured it was better that than if the intruder woke up and came behind them. The marines took their prisoner down the hall, Brandy knew he needed information from him, they looked for a good place to interrogate their prisoner. Moments later Brandy's team came upon the main navigational deflector control room, Brandy saw it as a great place to interrogate and so his team entered. They sat the prisoner down, Brandy told the team to cover the hall. Brandy knelt down next to the person, a shroud covered their head, "Who are you and what do you want, " no answer came from the disoriented prisoner. "Why are you hear!!!" Brandy yelled. After he received no answer Brandy became agitated and grabbed the shoulders of the intruder, "Answer me," a slight mone came from the intruder which took Brandy by surprise, he raised his hand to remove the intruders cloak. Suddenly another intruder jumped out from behind the deflector controls and grabbed Brandy from behind with one arm wrapped around Brandy's neck, the other arm wrapped Brandy's arm behind his back. With his leg the attacker kicked the controls and closed the door which locked the other marines outside. Brandy quickly reached up with his free arm, grabbed his aggressors arm and bent sharply at the waist, this straightened the assaulter's legs, Brandy returned upward very quickly, he picked up his leg and shot a powerful inside to out blow to the knee of his attacker, which made him fall to that knee. Brandy then quickly spun around with his arm extended and struck a perfect backhand to his enemies face, which sent him to the floor dazed. Brandy quickly moved over to him and pinned his attackers arm underneath his own knee as he knelt. Brandy's left arm reached across his enemies body and secured his other arm to the floor. With Brandy's right arm he raised into the air, palm terned upward and fingers bent, he took aim for the lower part of his enemies nose. "Invade this, " he said as his arm crept foreword ready to strike. <Commander Hope>OOC: Hope this doesn't interfere with your plans
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2005 19:48:51 GMT
ooc: what plan exactly Mr Brandy? who says I have a plan:p
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S'reena hadn't expected to be fired upon as she approached the marine cadet, and the least she had expected was being shot at that. Before she could react, the marine and his team were upon her, and she was tied up and ushered into a turbolift.
Still too dazed to respond, she just tried to keep her arms relaxed as she wasnt exactly comfortable in her current position. What irked her was that the cadet was still referring to his prisoner as being a male person, while only her companion had been male. ~where does he have his eyes?~ she wondered, though still glad that the hood of her robe was casting a shadow over her face.
She closed her eyes as he shouted in her face, but just as quickly as his face had been close to hers, it was gone and she was aware of a scuffle going on. She moaned softly, as her arms were starting to feel like dead weight, and her back was strarting to ache. She winced as she heard a crunching sound, and a yelp. ~whose nose just got broken?~ she wondered in silence, waiting for the cadet to continue his practice and also wondering when he would figure out who he was trying to interrogate.
Still glad that her face was covered, she smirked. Though of course if the cadet did notice the smirk, he could always have a different interpretation to it. "Are you going to be all day?" she taunted him, daring him, awaiting his reaction.
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