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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #30 on: November 08, 2017, 01:06:02 pm »
[Bridge]
Watching the cadets straighten up everything, Ardyn felt the familiar vibration of her Comm and tapped it out of habit. Her face paled as she heard the report of the explosion. =/\= "Alright, I'm on my way. Turning to her cadets, she ordered. "Guys, I'm needed in the Hangar Bay. You guys stay here,

Shuttle Bay

Katcha nodded, her active brain trying to think of a suitable punishment.

"Da Lieutenant." She replied before turning back to the group of Cadets.

She glared at them, walking back and forward with her hands behind her. Rather like her instructor back in Russia when he was displeased with her training group.

"Ze first zing you are going to do is some manual labour. I vill speak to e COB to see if he has any tasks at you can be doing. Vonce you have done zat, you vill be confined to your quarters untill tomorrow ven you vill vatch ze veapons safety vid." She paused at the groan that came up. "I do not care zat you have already seen it! It is clear zat some of you need a refresher! Now ve vill get out of Lieutenant Ardyn's vay before she decided to go back on her vord!" She almost pushed the group out of the door and along the corridor before stpping and taping her com-badge.

=/\= Filitov to COB. I have a group of Cadets who are in desperate need of some manual labour. Do you have any taks zat need doing? =/\=

=/\= COB to Filitov. I do Lieutenant. Get them to report to me down in wast management. I'll put them to work! =/\=

=/\= Very good. Vonce zey are done vis you, zey are to be fed and sent to quarters ver I vill collect zem tomorrow! =/\=

=/\= Understood Lieutenant. COB out! =/\=

Katcha looked at the Cadets with a positively evil smile on her face.

"You vill all head down to deck 30 and report to ze COB at vaste management. Maybe zat vill help you zink before you do anything!" She ordered, shepherding them into the turbolift.

She escorted them down to deck 30 before heading back to the Bridge.

Bridge

Katcha got out of the turbolift and reported to the Captain.

"Ze Cadets are now in ze hands of ze COB who is putting zem to vork in vaste management, zey vill zen be confined to quarters until tomorrow." she reported. "Is vere anyzing else you vant me to do?" She asked.

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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #31 on: November 08, 2017, 05:46:07 pm »
[Ready Room]

"Uhh, sure." Alyssa said. She took the data and began working on it, reversing the encryption she had placed on it a while ago. In a flash, all of the names of the other agents appeared. She smiled when she found her name missing from the list. She turned back to the Captain and handed him the data.

"There ya go." Alyssa said. "One complete list of Tal'Shiar agents in the fleet. Anything else?"

James looked at the cluster of data and said "Wait, there is something missing here"

He looked at Alyssa and said "Some names are missing, but I can't figure it who it is.  But wait a second"

He spoke out loud as he looked at the PADD "Holy Shit!  Do you know what we just uncovered?!" 

He handed the PADD "This is an operation to assassinate the President of the United Federation of Planets!"

Without saying anything more James headed into the Bridge.

[Bridge]

James walked on to the bridge as he heard Filitov say


"Ze Cadets are now in ze hands of ze COB who is putting zem to vork in vaste management, zey vill zen be confined to quarters until tomorrow." she reported. "Is vere anyzing else you vant me to do?" She asked.

James said with no explanation "Set of Course to Earth! Maximum Warp"

He looked at Ops and said "Ops, get me a secure Chanell, to the Head of Starfleet Joint Staff.  Highest Priority and don't take no for an answer"
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #32 on: November 08, 2017, 06:26:41 pm »
[Ready Room]

James looked at the cluster of data and said "Wait, there is something missing here"

He looked at Alyssa and said "Some names are missing, but I can't figure it who it is.  But wait a second"

He spoke out loud as he looked at the PADD "Holy Shit!  Do you know what we just uncovered?!" 

He handed the PADD "This is an operation to assassinate the President of the United Federation of Planets!"

Without saying anything more James headed into the Bridge.

[Bridge]

James walked on to the bridge as he heard Filitov say

James said with no explanation "Set of Course to Earth! Maximum Warp"

He looked at Ops and said "Ops, get me a secure Chanell, to the Head of Starfleet Joint Staff.  Highest Priority and don't take no for an answer"

Bridge

Katcha nodded.

"Da Keptin." She replied, before heading over to the helm.

When she got there, she relieved the clearly nervous Cadet, telling her to stand and watch.

She immediately input the course back to Earth and engaged at maximum Warp.

"Ve are on course for Earth Keptin. Varp 9.87." She reported, not wanting to go to emergency speed unless ordered.
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #33 on: November 08, 2017, 07:35:14 pm »
[Bridge]

Will gave a single nod at T'Ra's answer. After all it was such a simple fix he really didn't think much of it.

"�Well Ma'am...he uh...reinitialized then display relay..."

"Incorrect Jensen. Arcaro, your thoughts?" He asked the quiet Cadet who accompanied him and Jensen to the Bridge.

"You bypassed a faulty display processor and made up the difference in response time by routing the signal through an auxiliary communications node?"

Will gave an impressed look "Genuis solution Cadet however we try to keep communication nodes clear of other signals in case of emergency. The actual solution was to remove the faulty processor from the lineup and route the remaining load through the other processors."

"Sir, wouldn't that overstress the system?"

"No way Cadet. Normal Operations those processors run half of what they are rated as. Only in holo-sims do processors run at there maximum output at all times. The only chance of burning out another processor is during extended periods of console use. Anywhere is the area of 72 hours of constant use."
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T'Ra was not the most technologically savvy, but she knew enough to sense that the cadets were stumbling in the right direction. When one gave an unsatisfactory answer, Waring prompted the others for their own suggestions. She had to suppress a smirk Jensen struggled to reconcile the theory with how the even had actually unfolded. "If everything were to occur as described by theory, then surely we would have discovered the meaning of life by now. But life is unpredictable, Cadet." She shook her head. "Thank you, Mr. Waring, but I believe that will suffice for now."

Arcaro nodded while Jensen was busy making eyes at another Cadet. "Well, T'Ra, your console is running again. I'll file the paperwork with Engineering and get a grease monkey up from the boiler room to make you right as rain. Is there anything else I can do for you at the moment?"�


[Bridge]

James said with no explanation "Set of Course to Earth! Maximum Warp"�

He looked at Ops and said "Ops, get me a secure Chanel, to the Head of Starfleet Joint Staff.  Highest Priority and don't take no for an answer"

T'Ra arched a brow to see the captain stride onto the bridge with such haste, a look of grim determination in his eyes. She turned back to the Chief Operations officer to add, "It seems you already have another task on your hands."
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #34 on: November 08, 2017, 07:36:44 pm »
[Main Engineering]

Caelene glanced around Main Engineering. It had taken a little while, but everything was now in order. For the time being at least. The cadets were gathered before her, while the Shran engineers were busy at their station. "Cadets...now that we have Engineering taken care of, I'll be taking you to the holodeck. We're going to run some battle drills until everyone feels comfortable with their responsibilities," she said before turning towards the door.

Once the doors swished open, Caelene moved to the side to let the cadets file out of Engineering. The Trill was tempted to send a couple of the other engineers to supervise the drills, but she was the one responsible for them, technically. Plus, she should probably keep an eye on Kalev (NPC). She was about to have one of them lead the way to the Holodeck when she heard Ardyn's voice.

She tapped her Commbadge. =/\= Jaeger to Engineering. Could you send someone up here to help me assess the damage in the flyer? I've gotta get back to the bridge" =/\=

Damage to the Delta Flyer? Probably it happened during the drill...and she doubted that Ardyn was very happy about it. =A=Tam to Jaegar. We'll be up shortly; see you there. Tam out. =A=

Caelene moved back into the doorway and called out to Gabriel (NPC), "Lestrade, you're with us. Let's get up to the shuttlebay and see what kind of damage there is...."

[Shuttlebay]

Once they reached the shuttlebay, following a couple wrong turns by Akos (NPC), Caelene walked in and frowned as she got her first look at the situation. At least the damage done to Engineering had been simulated...this was not. The smell of smoke filled her nostrils as she moved forward and slowly circled around the Delta Flyer, raising an eyebrow at Ardyn. Quietly she addressed the Chief Flight Control Officer, "I take it you weren't down here for this?"

Looking back at Gabriel and the cadets, she spoke louder, "Take a good look, cadets. This is why we had the engineering consoles in simulation mode during the drill, so that we didn't risk actual damage to the ship. This is what happens when you're not careful. This or having to send death notices.... At least I presume no death notifications had to be sent, Lieutenant Jaeger? If so, Cadet Kalev has some practice."

"Cadets, you're going to assess the damage with the help of Petty Officer Lestrade while I supervise. We will then determine who will be helping to repair the shuttle and who will be working on drills in the holodeck. If the repairs take awhile, we'll swap part way through. Get started," Caelene told them before stepping aside next to Ardyn.

The Trill watched quietly for a few moments as the cadets moved closer to the Delta Flyer to begin their assessment. "I take it your cadets didn't do very well either," she noted, glancing at Ardyn. "Hopefully the next drill will go better, though between this, the simulated warp core breach, and whatever else went wrong I suppose there's mostly just room for improvement. Assuming they learned something."

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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #35 on: November 09, 2017, 12:16:15 pm »
[Counselor's office]

Amynta and Jackie had just about gotten the passed out cadet onto the couch to lie down when the ship jerked to the side as if it had been rammed. Clearly someone at the helm had no clue what they were doing--how could anyone have convinced Ardy to--oh. Cadets.

Jackie shrieked. Jazper dropped. The door opened, and another flustered cadet appeared in the doorway. Amynta's smile never wavered, she simply waved over the new addition. "Welcome to the Counselor's office. Would you mind giving us a hand? That last bump in the road made things a bit more difficult.

Soon the boy was laying on the couch, still dead weight, although a medical tricorder made it clear that he was in perfect health, save for an overabundance of adrenaline. The two girls joined the young counselor sitting on cushions on the floor. They seemed calmer now, enough for Amynta to finally ask what she really wanted to know.

"How is it going out there?"

"Awful." "Terrible." The cadets spoke over each other as they answered, looked at each other's faces, and the newer arrival, Cadet Ashley Peterson, began to weep. That was about what she had expected, and Amynta's smile was still in tact.

"It's alright, both of you, that's what this practice is for. You can't know what it will be like until you're there. And you know what, I'm sure both of you can be stellar members of this fleet, no pun intended. It just takes practice, and confidence. And I'll tell you a secret--if you don't feel confident, just fake it til you make it."

Cadet Peterson didn't seem to be too impressed with this advice, her face went from confusion, to horror, to disgust. Great, a perfectionist who doesn't want to work for it. Amynta thought with horror that only barely dimmed her smile. Thankfully, just as the cadet opened her mouth to reply, the flashing lights and sirens ceased, replaced with a calm green light.

The captain's voice alerted them to the time it had taken to effectively destroy the ship, and the weeping from the Cadet Peterson resumed as expected.

Things seemed to be returning to normal for the next few minutes, until she felt the rhythm of the ship change beneath her feet. Not wanting to frighten the children waiting out the storm in her office, who were now swapping academy stories and giggling, she stepped out into the hall before tapping her comm badge.

[Hallway]

 =/\= "Hey, Alyssa? Do you know what's going on? I don't want to pester the captain, but I could have sworn I felt the ship speed up."  =/\=


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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #36 on: November 09, 2017, 11:20:00 pm »
[Bridge]

James waited a couple of seconds until he heard a response.  It was the face of Admiral Kelley, the head of security for the Starfleet Chief of Starfleet.  He did not appear too happy to be speaking to Hawke directly.


She smiled "James, it has been a while hasn't it?"

James stood from his chair "I know, Admiral.  I need to speak to the head of Starfleet?"

Admiral Kelley shoot her head and responded "James, you can't just call the Head of Starfleet like that.  Even if you are a Captain"

James stood up and said "Laura, Admiral.  You and my dad were friends.  You have known me from my teenage years.  This is important, we have uncovered a plot for the assassination of the President of the United Federation of Planets!"

Admiral Kelley nodded and said "Alright, James.  I'll pass the message a long for old time sake. "�

The message ended.

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[A couple of minutes later]

The image of Admiral Kelley appeared.  She merely said "James, good job on uncovering the plot.  We are sending a small fleet to your location.  Please await further instructions.  Kelley out"

As the message ended "That's strange, they did not ask me details about the pot"
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #37 on: November 10, 2017, 03:04:20 am »
[Bridge]

James waited a couple of seconds until he heard a response.  It was the face of Admiral Kelley, the head of security for the Starfleet Chief of Starfleet.  He did not appear too happy to be speaking to Hawke directly.


She smiled "James, it has been a while hasn't it?"

James stood from his chair "I know, Admiral.  I need to speak to the head of Starfleet?"

Admiral Kelley shoot her head and responded "James, you can't just call the Head of Starfleet like that.  Even if you are a Captain"

James stood up and said "Laura, Admiral.  You and my dad were friends.  You have known me from my teenage years.  This is important, we have uncovered a plot for the assassination of the President of the United Federation of Planets!"

Admiral Kelley nodded and said "Alright, James.  I'll pass the message a long for old time sake."

The message ended.

***
[A couple of minutes later]

The image of Admiral Kelley appeared.  She merely said "James, good job on uncovering the plot.  We are sending a small fleet to your location.  Please await further instructions.  Kelley out"

As the message ended "That's strange, they did not ask me details about the pot"
[Bridge]

T'Ra remained placidly positioned by the science console as she observed curious dialogue unfold. Admiral Kelly began with a fond smile, but as the conversation progressed, T'Ra watched the admiral's forehead wrinkle, a hint of a sigh when she agreed to pass along the message.

"Captain," T'Ra remarked in the temporary lull, "I don't suppose you would care to explain where this plot even came from?" This was the first she had even heard of it, and while it was not uncommon for Hawke to do or say something bold, this was a bit much. That being said, she was more startled by the admiral's subsequent reply. "I do agree that is rather odd, sir."
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #38 on: November 10, 2017, 03:33:03 am »
[Bridge]

James waited a couple of seconds until he heard a response.  It was the face of Admiral Kelley, the head of security for the Starfleet Chief of Starfleet.  He did not appear too happy to be speaking to Hawke directly.


She smiled "James, it has been a while hasn't it?"�

James stood from his chair "I know, Admiral.  I need to speak to the head of Starfleet?"

Admiral Kelley shoot her head and responded "James, you can't just call the Head of Starfleet like that.  Even if you are a Captain"

James stood up and said "Laura, Admiral.  You and my dad were friends.  You have known me from my teenage years.  This is important, we have uncovered a plot for the assassination of the President of the United Federation of Planets!"

Admiral Kelley nodded and said "Alright, James.  I'll pass the message a long for old time sake. "

The message ended.

***
[A couple of minutes later]

The image of Admiral Kelley appeared.  She merely said "James, good job on uncovering the plot.  We are sending a small fleet to your location.  Please await further instructions.  Kelley out"

As the message ended "That's strange, they did not ask me details about the pot"

Bridge

Katcha was seated at the helm when the call came in. She listened to what the Admiral had to say but something was off. She did not know what, but her instincts were telling her that the Admiral was not being open about this even, and why were no questions asked? If she had been in the Admiral's place, she would have demanded every bit of information the Captain had. And certainly not dispatched a task force before getting that information.

[Bridge]

T'Ra remained placidly positioned by the science console as she observed curious dialogue unfold. Admiral Kelly began with a fond smile, but as the conversation progressed, T'Ra watched the admiral's forehead wrinkle, a hint of a sigh when she agreed to pass along the message.

"Captain," T'Ra remarked in the temporary lull, "I don't suppose you would care to explain where this plot even came from?" This was the first she had even heard of it, and while it was not uncommon for Hawke to do or say something bold, this was a bit much. That being said, she was more startled by the admiral's subsequent reply. "I do agree that is rather odd, sir."

At Commander Jones' comment, Katcha found herself nodding. It seems she was not the only one who thought the situation strange.

"I agree vis ze Kommander Keptin." She spoke up. "Vile I do not know ze Admiral, her behaviour appears to me to very strange." She added.
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #39 on: November 12, 2017, 08:13:39 pm »
[Bridge]

James waited a couple of seconds until he heard a response.  It was the face of Admiral Kelley, the head of security for the Starfleet Chief of Starfleet.  He did not appear too happy to be speaking to Hawke directly.


She smiled "James, it has been a while hasn't it?"

James stood from his chair "I know, Admiral.  I need to speak to the head of Starfleet?"

Admiral Kelley shoot her head and responded "James, you can't just call the Head of Starfleet like that.  Even if you are a Captain"

James stood up and said "Laura, Admiral.  You and my dad were friends.  You have known me from my teenage years.  This is important, we have uncovered a plot for the assassination of the President of the United Federation of Planets!"

Admiral Kelley nodded and said "Alright, James.  I'll pass the message a long for old time sake. "

The message ended.

***
[A couple of minutes later]

The image of Admiral Kelley appeared.  She merely said "James, good job on uncovering the plot.  We are sending a small fleet to your location.  Please await further instructions.  Kelley out"

As the message ended "That's strange, they did not ask me details about the pot"

[Bridge]

T'Ra remained placidly positioned by the science console as she observed curious dialogue unfold. Admiral Kelly began with a fond smile, but as the conversation progressed, T'Ra watched the admiral's forehead wrinkle, a hint of a sigh when she agreed to pass along the message.

"Captain," T'Ra remarked in the temporary lull, "I don't suppose you would care to explain where this plot even came from?" This was the first she had even heard of it, and while it was not uncommon for Hawke to do or say something bold, this was a bit much. That being said, she was more startled by the admiral's subsequent reply. "I do agree that is rather odd, sir."
[Bridge]
After connecting the Captain through the proper frequencies and such, he couldn't help but feel a bit curious if not uneasy. "Odd is an understatement it seems. A plot for what though, sir? And a small fleet being dispatched as well. My guess is that this isn't some minor diplomatic issue. Your orders?"

"This is just another simulation" Jensen whispered to Arcaro while Will spoke to the Captain.

"I don't know... Captain Hawke seemed to have a genuine sense of urgency..." Arcaro whispered back

"That's what makes it seem authentic!" Jensen hissed before stopped by a glaring look from Will.

"See!"
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #40 on: November 13, 2017, 01:00:44 am »
[Main Engineering]

Caelene glanced around Main Engineering. It had taken a little while, but everything was now in order. For the time being at least. The cadets were gathered before her, while the Shran engineers were busy at their station. "Cadets...now that we have Engineering taken care of, I'll be taking you to the holodeck. We're going to run some battle drills until everyone feels comfortable with their responsibilities," she said before turning towards the door.

Once the doors swished open, Caelene moved to the side to let the cadets file out of Engineering. The Trill was tempted to send a couple of the other engineers to supervise the drills, but she was the one responsible for them, technically. Plus, she should probably keep an eye on Kalev (NPC). She was about to have one of them lead the way to the Holodeck when she heard Ardyn's voice.

Damage to the Delta Flyer? Probably it happened during the drill...and she doubted that Ardyn was very happy about it. =A=Tam to Jaegar. We'll be up shortly; see you there. Tam out. =A=

Caelene moved back into the doorway and called out to Gabriel (NPC), "Lestrade, you're with us. Let's get up to the shuttlebay and see what kind of damage there is...."

[Shuttlebay]

Once they reached the shuttlebay, following a couple wrong turns by Akos (NPC), Caelene walked in and frowned as she got her first look at the situation. At least the damage done to Engineering had been simulated...this was not. The smell of smoke filled her nostrils as she moved forward and slowly circled around the Delta Flyer, raising an eyebrow at Ardyn. Quietly she addressed the Chief Flight Control Officer, "I take it you weren't down here for this?"

Looking back at Gabriel and the cadets, she spoke louder, "Take a good look, cadets. This is why we had the engineering consoles in simulation mode during the drill, so that we didn't risk actual damage to the ship. This is what happens when you're not careful. This or having to send death notices.... At least I presume no death notifications had to be sent, Lieutenant Jaeger? If so, Cadet Kalev has some practice."

"Cadets, you're going to assess the damage with the help of Petty Officer Lestrade while I supervise. We will then determine who will be helping to repair the shuttle and who will be working on drills in the holodeck. If the repairs take awhile, we'll swap part way through. Get started," Caelene told them before stepping aside next to Ardyn.

The Trill watched quietly for a few moments as the cadets moved closer to the Delta Flyer to begin their assessment. "I take it your cadets didn't do very well either," she noted, glancing at Ardyn. "Hopefully the next drill will go better, though between this, the simulated warp core breach, and whatever else went wrong I suppose there's mostly just room for improvement. Assuming they learned something."

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[Hangar bay]
Ardyn rubbed her temples again in frustration. On first look, there wasn't as much damage as she feared, though everything was charred black and many of the interior parts had melted from the intense heat caused by the missile. Looking over, she saw Caelene followed by her group of cadets. Coming closer, Ardyn gave the Engineer an expressionless nod before turning to her . "Nope. Not my group"

Addressing the wide-eyed group of students, she nodded. "Thank goodness no death notices have to be sent. Was contemplating airlocking the lot of them, but I'm no pirate." She smirked as she caused some of the more skittish cadets take an uneasy step back.

Watching the cadets begin to start fixing the flyer, Ardy shrugged at Caelene. "I took a smaller group up to the helm to try flying the ship. That's what caused the ship to pitch like crazy. They definitely are going to test my patience, that's for sure. Got a smart-aleck Vulcan up there, not to mention a ginger who reminds me way too much of myself." Feeling her Commbadge vibrate, she nodded. "Well then, I think I'm probably needed. Make sure this lot doesn't scratch the paint. And if they question the legality of some of the parts, send 'em to me. Good luck." She said as he excused herself and headed to the bridge.

[Bridge]
Ardy came up to a flurry of activity at the bridge. Sitting down next to the Russian girl, Filitov, Ardyn asked:  "What the heck did I miss?"

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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #41 on: November 13, 2017, 01:07:27 am »
[Hangar bay]
Ardyn rubbed her temples again in frustration. On first look, there wasn't as much damage as she feared, though everything was charred black and many of the interior parts had melted from the intense heat caused by the missile. Looking over, she saw Caelene followed by her group of cadets. Coming closer, Ardyn gave the Engineer an expressionless nod before turning to her . "Nope. Not my group"

Addressing the wide-eyed group of students, she nodded. "Thank goodness no death notices have to be sent. Was contemplating airlocking the lot of them, but I'm no pirate." She smirked as she caused some of the more skittish cadets take an uneasy step back.

Watching the cadets begin to start fixing the flyer, Ardy shrugged at Caelene. "I took a smaller group up to the helm to try flying the ship. That's what caused the ship to pitch like crazy. They definitely are going to test my patience, that's for sure. Got a smart-aleck Vulcan up there, not to mention a ginger who reminds me way too much of myself." Feeling her Commbadge vibrate, she nodded. "Well then, I think I'm probably needed. Make sure this lot doesn't scratch the paint. And if they question the legality of some of the parts, send ‘em to me. Good luck." She said as he excused herself and headed to the bridge.

[Bridge]
Ardy came up to a flurry of activity at the bridge. Sitting down next to the Russian girl, Filitov, Ardyn asked:  "What the heck did I miss?"

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Katcha looked at Ardy and shrugged.

"I an not qvite sure." She replied. "Ze keptin came out of ze ready room and ordered me to set course to Earth at maximum Varp. Zen he opened a channel to Admiral Kelly at Starfleet Kommand and advised of a plot against ze President of ze Federation. She agreed to pass ze message on. A couple of minutes later she came back and zanked ze Keptin for a good job and advised vos sending a fleet to us. I do not know vot to make of it, but zere is somezing not qvite right." She replied.
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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #42 on: November 13, 2017, 03:46:20 am »
[Shuttlebay]

As Ardyn answered her questions, Caelene nodded. It seemed none of the cadets were particularly standing out as doing well. While having the ship pitching about wasn't good, they at least hadn't blown anything up... Still, the damage could have been worse and nobody had been seriously injured.

Feeling her Commbadge vibrate, she nodded. "Well then, I think I'm probably needed. Make sure this lot doesn't scratch the paint. And if they question the legality of some of the parts, send 'em to me. Good luck." She said as she excused herself and headed to the bridge.

The Trill raised an eyebrow at Ardyn's mention of the legality of the parts, but simply nodded. "Myself or Petty Officer Lestrade (NPC) will be supervising; the Delta Flyer will be good as new soon. Hopefully everything's alright on the bridge... It feels like we've increased speed and, barring some kind of emergency, I didn't think there was anywhere pressing we needed to be. If you can, let me know what you find out. Anyway, good luck. I'll update you on our progress here," Caelene told the Chief Flight Control Officer.

Turning slightly, she watched as Ardyn left the shuttlebay for a moment before waving Gabriel over. With one eye on the cadets, Caelene glanced over at him and said quietly, "I could be wrong, but I think something's happened. I presume you felt the ship change speed and course. I think we better ensure these shuttles and the Flyer are ready to go as soon as possible. Pull another couple engineers to help out the cadets - we want them to learn, but we also want things done properly...and if we find out the situation has changed, the cadets may have to just watch."

"Of course, Commander," Gabriel answered. "If it is something urgent, though, I'm not sure we'll have the Delta Flyer ready.... She's not in good shape. We'll do our best though."

Caelene sighed, "Yes, I know. I'll stay here a little while and do what I can to help; try to get supplies here faster. After that, I should check on the other cadets and might make my way to the bridge if I haven't heard from Lieutenant Jaeger. If it was something really serious, I'm sure the Captain would contact me, but I'd feel better knowing what's happening."

Truthfully, Caelene was tempted to go straight to the bridge, but she had to ensure that the cadets were safe and doing things properly. If there was some kind of situation developing, she didn't need them panicking and keeping them busy for now would help. For now, her top priority was ensuring the ship was prepared and in working order.

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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #43 on: November 13, 2017, 12:22:01 pm »
SCIENCE LAB 2

Spending the better part of an hour teaching the science cadets the basics of lab operations, Inzjana then let the three students study the consoles and instruments on their own while she got back to studying the data on the nanoprobes at a terminal away from the cadets.

It was when she got up to move to the Replicator to get a glass of water that she realized that one of the cadets had obviously mistaken a containment field set up as she ran in to the electrostatic force field on her way, "Umphf!" Inzjana exclaimed before regaining her composure.

"Sorry ma'am," cadet Rajagopalan looking sheepishly to Inzjana, stated, "I was trying to...well I dunno!"

"Perhaps cadet, it would be more prudent to read the help files," Inzjana stoically suggested as the Klingon Mart'Ang, who was on their side of the barrier abruptly shoved the cadet out of the way and deactivated the field. Inzjana was thought of admonishing the Klingon but seeing as it would be pointless to do so, after all a Klingon scientist was in a large part an oxymoron, she simply glared at him with a her left eyebrow raised. Mart'Ang shrugged an returned to whatever he was doing before.

Inzjana had learned the names of the three cadets as they had entered the lab, introducing themselves; cadet Rajagopalan from India was the first to introduce himself. He was short in stature and seemed to be continuously looking down at the floor. Cadet Brannon was a red-haired, freckled waif of a girl with a perpetual smile who was followed by the jovial cadet Jolly, who lived up to his last name as the class comedian which Inzjana hypothesized hid some insecurities in himself and his abilities and spent most of his time looking over the shoulders of his fellow cadets telling jokes.

It was then that Inzjana had ordered her water from the Replicator and returned to her studies as the students did theirs that the terminal showed that the Shran had entered warp. Raising her eyebrow for what seemed to be the umpteenth time today, Inzjana wondered was was going on this time.

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Re: S1-M10 A Race Against Time
« Reply #44 on: November 13, 2017, 05:22:17 pm »
[Counselor's office]

Amynta and Jackie had just about gotten the passed out cadet onto the couch to lie down when the ship jerked to the side as if it had been rammed. Clearly someone at the helm had no clue what they were doing--how could anyone have convinced Ardy to--oh. Cadets.

Jackie shrieked. Jazper dropped. The door opened, and another flustered cadet appeared in the doorway. Amynta's smile never wavered, she simply waved over the new addition. "Welcome to the Counselor's office. Would you mind giving us a hand? That last bump in the road made things a bit more difficult.

Soon the boy was laying on the couch, still dead weight, although a medical tricorder made it clear that he was in perfect health, save for an overabundance of adrenaline. The two girls joined the young counselor sitting on cushions on the floor. They seemed calmer now, enough for Amynta to finally ask what she really wanted to know.

"How is it going out there?"

"Awful." "Terrible." The cadets spoke over each other as they answered, looked at each other's faces, and the newer arrival, Cadet Ashley Peterson, began to weep. That was about what she had expected, and Amynta's smile was still in tact.

"It's alright, both of you, that's what this practice is for. You can't know what it will be like until you're there. And you know what, I'm sure both of you can be stellar members of this fleet, no pun intended. It just takes practice, and confidence. And I'll tell you a secret--if you don't feel confident, just fake it til you make it."

Cadet Peterson didn't seem to be too impressed with this advice, her face went from confusion, to horror, to disgust. Great, a perfectionist who doesn't want to work for it. Amynta thought with horror that only barely dimmed her smile. Thankfully, just as the cadet opened her mouth to reply, the flashing lights and sirens ceased, replaced with a calm green light.

The captain's voice alerted them to the time it had taken to effectively destroy the ship, and the weeping from the Cadet Peterson resumed as expected.

Things seemed to be returning to normal for the next few minutes, until she felt the rhythm of the ship change beneath her feet. Not wanting to frighten the children waiting out the storm in her office, who were now swapping academy stories and giggling, she stepped out into the hall before tapping her comm badge.

[Hallway]

 =/\= "Hey, Alyssa? Do you know what's going on? I don't want to pester the captain, but I could have sworn I felt the ship speed up."  =/\=

[Captain's Ready Room]
Alyssa just stood there as the Captain rushed out. Well, that didn't go as expected. She half suspected that he knew her name was missing, an idea that she was forced to push into the back of her head when she heard the sound of Mynt's voice coming across the comm.

=/\=Yeah, I just dropped that bombshell of a report on the Captain and he rushed to the bridge like a bat out of hell=/\=

She contemplated her next move as she walked onto the bridge. She could feel the sudden tense electricity in the air. Something was going to happen soon, she figured, something that would probably not be to her liking.

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