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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Indubitably!
Thank the gods for Lt Berk and his sci-fi fashion sense! 
Not to mention Mr Reid and his oh so sexy milk mustache! 
Posted on 2016-08-09 at 18:51:20.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Ermagerd...
...I had totally forgotten/overwritten the "dustbuster" phasers... and the collarless uniforms... as one is wont to do with traumatic memories, I suppose.
Posted on 2016-08-09 at 18:30:36.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Yes ma'am!
Looked fine to me!
Posted on 2016-08-08 at 10:33:33.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Okay...
...unless Yana and I pick up on our Tochi meets Louise collab, again, that'll be all from Tochi until Capt Drake takes the bridge (and/or whooshes us forward).
I may still have a scene or two from other Flight Control personnel to pin to the boards at some time later today and, of course, if there's any engagement with the Trill in advance of Drake emerging from his ready room, I'll address that, as well... soooo... Olan.... POST!!!
Good stuff, all around, folks! So glad to see this picking up again. I've missed you all terribly!
Posted on 2016-08-08 at 09:35:42.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: Wrapping up time in the Big Chair
Stardate 2365.02.08
USS Peregrine; Bridge - 1240
As the Peregrine's pre-flight routine went on, Lt Zai had actually started to let himself relax into the chair a bit and, between reviewing the files and reports that regularly pinged the command chair's console and playing overwatch as the bridge crew went about their duties, the Trill had occasionally allowed his mind to stray from the tedium of checklists and administrative tasks associated with leaving spacedock and reflected, instead, on the minutia of this latest assignment and, of course, the series of extremely odd events by which it had been accompanied, The fact that most, if not all, of the Peregrine's department heads had been offloaded (more than one under extremely suspicious circumstances) tried to consume most of his attention, of course, but, all in all, those transfers were only a small piece of the larger puzzle. Finding Jacobs, rather than Sarah Morland, in command of the Coronado fit in there, somewhere, as well,
Right next to the piece that is the animosity being directed at Silas from several fronts, we'd guess, he thought, absently flipping from one report to another, And, know that we think of it, no mention was ever made as to why Capt Morland no longer commands the Coronado or, for that matter, to where she may be assigned, now. Curious.
,The smoldering embers of that enmity, too, seemed to have been stoked to full life and fueled (at least for Jacobs) by the unanticipated decision by the Kuldar and Rytain ambassadors to take berths aboard Drake's "superior" ship as opposed to the more appropriately outfitted Coronado. Is that the same piece of the puzzle, then, or another piece altogether? Tochi couldn't quite decide. He did make the determination, though, that the ambassadors, themselves, even without their sudden change of accomodations being considered, were separate fragments of the whole, Their retainers that remain aboard the Coronado, too, he reminded himself, Odd that diplomats would so readily leave their retinues to their own devices, or vice cersa, for that matter.
"Station keeping reports gantryways retracted," Ops reported, snatching the Trill's attentions away from his musing, "Workpods disengaging."
"Off-cycle at 34.25%," Ensign P'Tammah added from CONN.
"Lieutenant Tochi," McTavish's voice came from the Engineering station,
We must have missed him exiting the Captain's Ready Room, Zai said, looking back over his shoulder to regard the newly appointed CEO.
",Ifn' we increase the ship's plasma output by ramping up the warp core's generation rate we could be on our way in a jiffy. We would have to have the station follow the power output closely which a computer link could do just fine, they could back it off as we generate more internal power. Ifn yer in a hurry tha is." He pointed to one of his screens. "Not exactly regulation... but it could do the trick." He nodded. "in a pinch,"
Tochi nodded. He noted, too, that the Engineer's earlier apprehension seemed to have been somewhat diminished and, seeing that, offered a faint smile along with that nod. "We're not necessarily in any hurry, lieutenant," the Trill said, "but we do appreciate your input. Make it happen, Mr McTavish; we'd like to see Peregrine at the ready by 1250 hours."
Following that, Lt Zai checked the time, once again, and, rising from the command chair, flicked a glance at the Captain's Ready Room door, then toward the doors of the turbolift from which he expected the ambassadors and their escorts to emerge at any moment, when neither of those portals opened, right away, the XO adjusted his uniform with a tug on the hem of his jacket, clasped his hands behind his back, and took a step or two away from the command chair. "We're at ten minutes and counting, people," he announced (probably unnecessarily), "Let's get those checklists and diagnostics squared away." As aggravating as their time on SB 118 had been, and as eager as he was to put the base in their wake as a result, Lt Zai was not entirely sure that setting into the black as the Coronado's escort was going to minimize any of the fallout resulting from the extremely turbulent events which had, thus far, prefaced their new mission, We worry, in fact, that it will only worsen,
Posted on 2016-08-08 at 08:56:14.
Edited on 2016-08-08 at 08:57:12 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Yeah! What Brom said...
...see the first post in the Q&A for more details!
Nice posts, all. I'd planned to have one ready by now but went canoeing instead. Have something tomorrow morning.
Posted on 2016-08-07 at 17:47:43.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Transfers
Lt Chell (Ops) - Promoted and given an XO post aboard another ship. Was supposed to have been replaced by a Lt Tetsuko (?) but, instead, we got Lt Lasad.
Lt Rockatansky (Tac/Sec) - Transferred under mysterious circumstances. Replaced by Lt Berk.
Lt Synklar (Medical) - Transferred under mysterious circumstances. Replaced by Lt Moore.
Lt Cmdr Thorson (Eng) - Relieved of duty due to medical emergency. Unexpectedly replaced by Lt McTavish.
Lt (jg) Tesenblen (Sci) - arrested for illegal acquisition and cultivation of potentially dangerous substances aboard SF installations/ships. Replaced by Lt Sh'iraolnas.
I think that covers the major transfers.
Note: There were also numerous "minor" transfers that transpired during our time at SB 118, as well... Ens Thomason joined the Flight Control Dept, several new medical personnel came aboard with Dr Moore, etc.
I'm sure that it's been mentioned before but it never hurts to put it out there, again... Dept heads should feel free and are encouraged to flesh out their department rosters with NPCs as they see fit.
Posted on 2016-08-07 at 08:05:28.
Edited on 2016-08-07 at 09:36:36 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: You know...
...that's pretty close to what I expected, Brom! I've missed gaming with you, brother!
Posted on 2016-08-06 at 15:48:26.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: WoooooHooooo! Posts!
Good stuff, gents! Welcome back to the boards!
And, Brennus, I totally feel your pain re: posting from mobile... Composing a post on a tablet is one thing, on a phone something completely different. Well done!
I'll see if I can't manage another post, myself, at some point today.
Posted on 2016-08-06 at 07:06:54.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: Leave me in command in a time of crisis, go ahead! ;)
Stardate 2365.02.08
USS Peregrine; Bridge - 1237
",all external hatches and docking ports have been sealed and secured. Transporters restricted to emergency operations only."
Tochi nodded as Lt Moriden wrapped up her latest report,then let his gaze track from Ops to CONN. "Mr P'Tammah," he prodded,
"External support at 40.72% and falling, Lieutenant," Vaela responded without waiting for Tochi to finish his query, "Sending a request to Starbase Ops to accelerate our off-cycling, now." There was a faint chirp and whistle as her fingers flitted across the console. "Navigation and Reaction Control Systems online."
"Very good," Lt Zai nodded, his eyes panning the bridge once more until they come to rest on the relatively new face at the TAC/SEC station. "Lt Berk," he queried, "Status?"
((OOC: Soft toss, there, for Brennus, if he needs it, Assuming a simple update regarding security team postings, confirmation that SF security has offloaded Horatio and his poisonous plantlife, etc, and perhaps an affirmation that Lt Sh'iraolnas made it aboard just by the skin of her teeth, or belly as the case may be.))
"Thank you, Lieutenant." Zai pinched at the bridge of his nose, again, nursing the headache that threatened to evolve from the tension he felt between his eyes, and allowed himself to finally settle back into the Command Chair a bit. He heaved another sigh in concert with the action, as well, but, this one was softer and, in some way, emoted some sense of relief as opposed to the irritation belied in his more recent outbreaths. Peregrine was effectively locked down, now, and, as such, it would take an act of Fleet Command for one more single molecule to board or disembark from her decks, let alone another entire person. Better yet, Captain Drake hadn't seen fit to so much as question him over comms as to what exactly might be happening on the bridge while he was conferring with Lt McTavish, yet.
Yet, he repeated, silently, his eyes falling back to the console at his right, fingers following along to cue open the copy of Lt(jg) Sh'iraolnas' file which Moriden had recently channeled to him. He skimmed quickly past the biometric and familial data, paused for a moment, his interest slightly piqued by the mention of her training and service with the Andorian Imperial Guard, then, before moving on, he called on Moriden again,
"Candar," he said, "please see to it that Lt Tesenblen's quarters are emptied of any remaining personal effects and readied appropriately for our new CSO, if you would."
"Aye, sir," the Benzite Ops Officer acknowledged, "Already in progress."
The response brought the flicker of a smile to Tochi's lips,
Regardless of the mad-cap spin and swap that the roster had been put through of late, he mused, returning his attention to Sh'iraolnas' dossier, Peregrine's crew seems to be running as smoothly and efficiently as ever. Silas can be proud of that in spite of anything that Jacobs or anyone else might do or say to undermine his command.
,the faint smile lasted, perhaps, as long as the duration of that thought, though, and disappeared back into something more akin to a grimace when, following a series of bleeps from the Ops station, Lt Moriden advised; "Lt Zai; two transmissions incoming. One from Base Ops and one from the Coronado."
Before Tochi was able to prioritize which of the hails to answer, first, the turbolift door shooshed open to admit a tall, lean, and, perhaps, slightly miffed looking Andorian woman to the bridge. "Requesting permission to take the Science con, sir," the woman, who could only be Lt(jg) Sh'iraolnas, barked dutifuly, her almost hard sapphire eyes fixed directly on him, perhaps even stabbing through him.
"Permission granted, Lt Sh'iraolnas," Zai said, rising from the chair, now, and gesturing to SCI 1, "Welcome aboard the Peregrine. Our apologies for the rather sudden and frantic nature of you're joining us."
((OOC: Unless Asovil has anything to add, here, I'm going under the assumption that she simply gives a curt nod or somesuch as acknowledgement and takes her station, edits if otherwise.))
As the newly assigned CSO clipped to her post, Tochi adjusted the hem of his jacket and turned his attention back to Moriden. "Base Ops," he told her, turning to face the viewer at the front of the bridge, "on screen."
Following a warbling series of blips from Moriden's console, the viewer resolved an image of a stern, yet concerned looking man in Ops gold with a Master Chief's insignia affixed to his collar. The man's eyes seemed to narrow just a fraction as it appeared he was trying to guage bridge activity on the ship he had just hailed.
"Lt Tochi Zai of the USS Peregrine, here," Tochi said, drawing the Ops Chief's attention to himself, "What can we do for you, Chief?"
"Uh, Peregrine, has the timetable for your departure changed? We're showing a request for accelerated off-cycling from ESM and boarding gantries have been been red-lined."
"Negative, Chief," Zai replied with a conciliating smile, "Our timetable is exactly as logged. We're simply pulling the umbilicals early as Engineering wanted to ensure integrity and efficiency of some new life-support modules before we left spacedock. Those diagnostics can't be performed in External Support Mode."
The Ops Chief's glance dipped as if he were regarding a readout somewhere off screen. His expression seemed confused for a moment but quickly morphed back to the same stern (though, somewhat less concerned) visage he had initially presented. "Acknowledged, Lieutenant," he acquiesced, then, "Thank you for the clarification. We'll go ahead and up the off-cycle and disengage the gantries."
"Much appreciated, Chief," Tochi nodded, cueing Moriden to end the transmission.
The viewer went black.
Moriden prompted; "The Coronado, sir?"
Closing his eyes for an instant, Tochi took a breath and clasped his hands behind his back, bracing himself for what he expected might be a contentious communique from Capt Jacobs. Then, as his eyes came open and he let the breath go, he nodded; "On screen, Mr Moriden."
The fact that he was faced with an image of Cmdr Farr as opposed to the pinch-faced Jacobs when the viewscreen resolved this time was something of a relief, even if it wasn't wholly unexpected,
Of course, Jacobs wouldn't deign to communicate with his "lesser" directly, Tochi mused even as he offered the Coronado's XO a pleasant smile, not when he can order his second in command to do it for him and get his thrills from rubbing salt into an imagined wound.
, "Commander Farr," Tochi's smile went from pleasant to almost charming and he took a step closer to the viewscreen, "So nice of you to call. What can we do for you?"
"Oh," Cmdr Farr was obviously surprised to have had the hail answered by Tochi as opposed to Captain Drake. The expression on her face seemed to waiver in a limbo somewhere between uncertainty and relief for a moment and then she, too, smiled (although, Tochi thought she had tried very hard not to). ",Good afternoon, Lt Zai. I was expecting to speak to your commanding officer,"
"We're sorry, Commander," Tochi smiled, taking yet another step closer to the viewscreen - it was a "diplomatic trick" of sorts that he had picked up from Kasru; close the distance between yourself and those with whom you hope to make in-roads, bolster a sense of familiarity and intimacy - and making a vaguely placating gesture, "Captain Drake is currently occupied with personnel matters and unavailable. Is this something that I might be able to address for you?"
"Well," Commander Farr's smile faltered just a bit and her gaze ticked somewhat apprehensively to a point just offscreen for a flicker of a second, when they returned to Zai, the smile stabilized a bit but her voice seemed a bit softer, "I was directed to contact Captain Drake but I'm sure you could,"
It was at that moment that Captain Jacobs appeared in frame and not a second afterwards that his glowering visage had all but eclipsed the decidedly more pleasant countenance of his XO. Tochi's smile reverted from charming to professionally pleasant.
"Where is Commander Drake, Lieutenant," Jacobs demanded as Bethanny Farr receeded further into the background and, finally, disappeared from the screen altogether.
"Good afternoon, Captain Jacobs," Tochi smiled cooly, subtly stepping back a pace from the viewscreen, now, "As we were just relating to Cmdr Farr, sir, Captain Drake, is in his Ready Room dealing with some sudden and, frankly, quite unexpected personnel transfers. Being indisposed as he is, the Captain has given us leave to address any concerns you may have. Unfortunately, your XO had yet to broach that particular subject before we were interrupted,"
Jacobs' lips pursed and his eyes narrowed as if he had just ingested a mouthful of acid or, at the very least, bile.
",What might I assist you with, sir?"
Jacobs appeared to chew on whatever had just soured his mouth and, then, finally, swallowed it, though the bitterness of it never left his features. "I have been informed, Lieutenant, that the Peregrine has escalated her seperation routine," the Coronado's captain said once he had convince himself to lower himself enough to address a mere lieutenant, "No scheduling changes have been authorized. What is going on aboard that ship, Mister Zai?"
Tochi resisted the urge to tell Jacobs to take a flying frill at a rolling donut on a gravel-strewn tarmac, just then. Instead, he simply allowed his smile to melt from pleasant to vaguely patronizing and said; "As we said and are certain that you are aware, sir; we have had a rapid influx and outflow of personnel since our arrival at Starbase 118. Most of them critical department heads and/or command staff. In light of these unexpected developments and given that Captain Drake has given me command of the bridge while he addresses them, we have elected to lock our doors and accelerate our separation from the stations umbilicals in order to avoid any further interruptions and complications,"
And to keep the remainder of the crew from being body-swapped.
",Only our routine has been upticked, Captain Jacobs," Tochi reassured the man scowling back at him from the viewer, "not our schedule. We wouldn't dare leave without you, sir, if that was your concern."
If it was possible, Jacobs' scowl etched itself even deeper into his face and, if Tochi wasn't mistaken, the man's pallor had gone more than a little ruddy. "Don't condescend to me, Zai," he snapped after a minute.
"No condescenscion intended, sir," Tochi lied smoothly, bowing his head a bit to sweeten the sale, "Our apologies if,"
"You tell Commander Drake," Jacobs intruded, "to contact me immediately, lieutenant!"
"Aye, sir," Tochi returned, once more offering a slight bow of the head, "we will be sure that Captain Drake contacts you at his earliest conveni,"
Jacobs turned his head and the viewscreen went dark.
",ience."
The Trill's smile morphed again, though, the exact nature of what colored it this time might have been a little ambiguous. Was it satisfaction?
"Well," Tochi said from behind that smile, taking another backpedaling step away from the black viewscreen before commiting to actually turning around, "that went better than we had imagined it would." As he strode back toward the command chair, the smile still dancing on his lips, he regarded the bridge crew and asked; "Now, where were we?"
There were a few knowing grins and a stray snicker as the Peregrine's XO seated himself once more. "Ah, yes," he said, glancing again at Lt Moriden after a quick perusal of the chrono, "Advise our guests that we will be departing in twenty minutes or less and, if they would care to join us on the bridge at that time, they would be more than welcome."
"Aye, aye, sir," Moriden couldn't help but grin herself,.
((OOC: Okay, got a little longer than I had intended but the thing just took on a life of it's own, interjections, apologies, edits? Let me know.))
Posted on 2016-08-05 at 19:45:04.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: *dies laughing*
If I didn't know better, I'd say Brom might have had a couple!
Here comes a Tochi post!
Posted on 2016-08-05 at 19:43:35.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: W00T, indeed!
Both for Olan's return and for Asovil's arrival!
I'll get something in the works, soon.
Edit: Just read Asovil's bio!
Haemis - if you'd like to add Lt McTavish's roster entry, please, feel free... or, if you'd prefer, send it my way and I'll more than happily tack it on for you.
Posted on 2016-08-05 at 13:15:41.
Edited on 2016-08-05 at 13:42:08 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Just thoughts...
...regarding the RP fodder, I mentioned previously. I imagine that when the Peregrine locks down, per Tochi's orders, it might cue certain other protocols... Something of an "all hands to stations" alert perhaps... nothing quite so extreme as a full on Yellow Alert, though...
So, anyway, if Tactical/Security wanted to run with that for the purpose of "fluffing it up," it'd give Berk something to do and, possibly, wake up Reid (we can hear that snoring all through the ship, cowboy). Engineering folk, of course, can be tending to the damage caused by Thorson and performing pre-flight checks, etc. Medical likely has their hands full with Thorson, himself, and, if he hasn't already been transferred to SB 118, this lock down will likely induce a mad scramble... OPS is likely flipping their lids with the transfers and such, already (who knows, they might even appreciate the "we're done" notice).
Y'know? You folks probably already know all of this and I'm writing this for no good reason... but, hey... I'm bored and twitchy and over caffeinated and I wanna see posts... 
Posted on 2016-08-05 at 10:01:14.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: And, now, a brief note about that last post...
It was originally intended as a Tochi post but, as I wrote, it turned more to something from Lt Moriden's POV, obviously. The "gist" of the whole thing, of course, is that, given current events including the rapid fire succession of personnel transfers, Tochi has had just about enough of the suspicious goings on... as Drake is currently "dealing with" McTavish and Peregrine's departure time is rapidly approaching, our dedicated Trill XO has seen fit to take the initiative where command goes and has opted to lock down the ship (following Asovil's boarding - assuming she makes it in the allotted two minutes... which, I'm sure she will) in these last few moments before we ship out. Soooooo.... assuming that none of Tochi's orders are belayed by the Captain (or worse yet, Starfleet Command) expect that, as of 1237 hours, Peregrine's hatches and transporters will be secured and off-cycling from the base's umbilicals will accelerate... Could be a little RP fodder there for those who wish to latch on to it.
Posted on 2016-08-05 at 08:37:38.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: WHAT?!?!
Stardate 2365.02.08
USS Peregrine; Bridge - 1235
~wheeze~,~wheeze~
"Lt Zai, sir?" Moriden's call for the XO's attention had a certain hesitant quality to it. Duty required that she pass the content up the chain of command but her sense of efficiency and, above that, pride in her accuracy almost made her wish that wasn't the case, especially given the sudden upheaval aboard ship that had been the last thirty-six hours. This transmission, in fact, would only add to that turmoil but, in spite of that, no,. because of that, the transmission had to be relayed up-channel, she just wasn't sure she wanted to be the one to relay it.
"Moriden," Zai responded, not bothering to look up from his perusal of McTavish's service record displayed on his console.
~wheeeeeeze~ "Uh, Transmission from Starbase Operations, sir. We are to," ~wheeze~ ",um, receive transfer of one Lieutenant, Junior Grade, Asovil Sh'iraolnas from the USS Equinox. She is to replace Lt Tesenblen as our Chief Science Officer,"
Lt Zai's gaze lifted from the console, then, and locked to Moriden's. He blinked once, just before the spots visible at his temples and neck darkened a shade and, a nano-second later, his face began to redden. The XO's jaw tightened and, as the fingers on one hand tried to curl into a fist around the arm of the command chair, the fingers of the other reached up to, first, pinch at the bridge of his nose as if to ease a sudden ache that had appeared there, and then, slid slowly, expasperatedly, down his face, pausing for a moment to cover his mouth (perchance to stifle a scream?). He blinked at Moriden from behind that hand-muzzle for a moment and, when the hand fell away from his mouth, all of the incredulity suddenly evident in his mannerisms was given voice when he asked; "Are you frilling kidding me?!?!"
Moriden almost physically flinched but managed to limit her reaction to a rapid succession of blinks. "I wish I was, sir," she wheezed, "Lt Sh'iraolnas' ETA is five minutes. Should I arrange for,"
"What in all of the hells happened to Tesenblen," Tochi demanded, interrupting again. He had launched himself out of the Big Chair and was veritably stomping across the bridge towards the Ops station, now.
Moriden's hands flew across her consoles as fast as they ever had in hopes that she'd have that information up and absorbed before he reached her, Perhaps an instantaneous answer might assuage the fuming XO. Lt Zai wasn't known to anger quickly but, when his limits were reached, well, no one (herself included) ever cared to see it happen. Her console chirped in response to her input and, eagerly, her eyes dipped to the display to read the report the computer had returned, ~wheeze~, Oh no!, ~wheezewheezewheeze~, This isn't going to make him happier, at all,
"We're waiting, Mr Moriden."
~whee,~ Moriden did flinch as Tochi's hands came down and clamped onto the edge of her console. ~,eeze~
She recovered quickly though, and keeping her eyes averted from the XO's as a countermeasure, relayed the information on her screen; "Lt Tesenblen has been taken into custody by Starfleet Security, sir, and, along with the contents of his botanical lab, is currently being escorted off of the Peregrine." It was then that either Lt Zai's knuckles or the edge of her station cracked when his grip tightened on it. Moriden still didn't look up at him but would later swear that she could hear his jaw creak as it tightened all the more. Then, just when she sensed that Tochi might explode, she heard him (loudly enough that it drown out the sound of her respirator) draw in a long, slow breath, hold it for a moment and, then, just as loudly, expel that breath in an exasperated whoosh.
"That makes it official," Tochi murmured, "the entirety of our departmental command has been replaced in the span of thirty-six hours,"
"With the exception of Flight Control," Moriden offered.
Tochi blinked at the Ops Officer, opened his mouth to say something but, apparently, reconsidered and, along with his eyes, his mouth closed again. There was another drawn out inhalation and expulsion of breath, then, and when it ended, the Trill's eyes opened. "With the exception of Flight Control, yes," he tried not to grumble, "Thank you, lieutenant. Please do let us know immediately if that changes."
Lack of grumbling aside, there was no missing the ire-fueled sarcasm in Zai's voice. If Benzites blushed, Moriden likely would have been the equivalent of beet red. "Yes, sir," she demurred, "I'm sorry, I,"
"No," Tochi quickly stopped her, the tone of his voice softening just a little as he pushed away from her console, "No, Candar, I am sorry. None of this is your fault. Thank you for the update."
"Yes, sir," Moriden wheezed as the XO clasped his hands behind his back (with a tighter grip than was ordinary) and turned back toward the command seat, "you're welcome." She watched as he tried not to let his irritation come out in his stride and could tell by the set of his features and the working of his jaw that he was wrestling with himself mentally as well as physically, Wondering, probably, if he should advise the Captain of this latest development while Drake still has the last on the carpet, or,
"Lt Moriden," Lt Zai called as he settled back into the command chair, "Contact Base Ops and advise them that Lt Lt Sh'iraolnas has precisely one-hundred-twenty seconds to get aboard. After that, we're locking down. No one else on or off."
"Aye, sir."
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 18:05:53.
Edited on 2016-08-05 at 13:32:13 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Party on, Asovil!
Nice intro post for the character, Brom! (As if I expected anything else.) And, if I may say, not at all what I was expecting in regards to character choice for you... I'll be very interested in watching this one develop....
That said... I think I can play off of that post quite nicely and, perhaps, have another of my own tacked on a bit later tonight.
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 15:43:32.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Contacted Haemis...
...our lad's still in! *happy dance*
That brings us to... what?... six? Seven players confirmed to pick things up? Sounds like a good number to me!!! 
Let's get to posting!!!
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 13:45:54.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Sweet!
I'd read it! 
Soooo... from what I understand, we've got Olan, Brom, Ody, Brennus, BooBoo, Yana, Amara, and myself queued up and ready to continue, yes? Have we lost Dox and Arcani (I haven't seen much from them, recently, at all)?
Anyone else wanting/willing to slip in?
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 12:19:38.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: And posted!
Anyone else wanna jump in?
As mentioned, I took some liberties with Drake in that post (hopefully not too many) in order to give Olan a tiny beat of breathing room to get his return under him. If I overstepped, at all, I'll happily edit.
Now... lets' see what the flight crew is up to, shall we? 
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 11:44:03.
Edited on 2016-08-04 at 11:44:40 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: Time to launch: T minus 30 minutes and counting.
Stardate 2365.02.08
USS Peregrine; Bridge - 1230
"I, I appreciate what your say'n, an I know I've got to make me own way here," the engineering officer said, sounding perhaps a bit less tentative, now, but not much.
Tochi glanced, sidelong, at the lieutenant but said nothing; offering only the faintest of nods in response.
"That ship..." McTavish's gaze fell the floor, then, as if he were searching for the proper words to best express his thoughts, ",Twas a bit of a nightmare..."
We can only imagine, the Trill mused, reflecting on what he had come to learn about and experience from Captain Jacobs in recent hours. Commander Farr was much better at masking the tension than you are, Mr McTavish, but it was there nonetheless. The Coronado seems to be a nightmare for more than you alone, especially under Capt Jacobs.
",An ye start to believe'n things, because ye are given no other choice."
"All ships and crews have their moments, we suppose," Tochi offered diplomatically, "With luck, Lieutenant, you'll find fewer of those moments here than you did aboard the Coronado.
As to choice," he continued, "Whether we feel permission is given or not, we all still have them to make."
"Come in."
When Drake granted permission to enter, at that moment, Tochi cued the door and led the way into the Captain's ready room with McTavish following closely (albeit still somewhat tentatively) behind. Captain Drake regarded Tochi, then, for an instant, shifted his gaze to the unfamiliar face of the gold-clad lieutenant flanking the Trill, before addressing his XO; "Something to report, Lt Zai?"
"Yes, Captain. We're sure that you're aware of the situation in Engineering," Zai began, continuing on even as Silas nodded his confirmation, "LtCmdr Thorson is currently under sedation and en route to Sick Bay. Dr Moore didn't say as much, sir, but we got the distinct impression that his situation is serious if not grave and, as such, pending transfer to the Medical facilities aboard SB 118, has been relieved of duty,"
"Has Lt Morgan been put in command of Engineering, then," Drake queried knowingly, his eyes flitting once more to the rather nevous looking engineer flanking his XO.
"No, sir," Tochi answered, "Conveniently, just as the Med-team was attending to Commander Thorson, Lt McTavish, here, arrived with transfer orders from the Coronado. As the lieutenant is, currently, the ranking officer in the department, per protocol, we took the liberty of assigning him as interim Chief of Engineering."
"I see," Drake nodded, his gaze, somewhat more curious (perhaps even suspicious), now, was locked on to McTavish, yet he continued to address his XO. "Will the damage delay our departure, Lt Zai?"
Tochi shook his head. "No, sir. No major systems were affected and thankfully, the damage was not what it could have been. Crews have already been assigned to repair details and, with the proper shunts around the console that was destroyed, we shouldn't lose a minute."
"Good," the Captain said, taking his eyes off of McTavish for the moment and fixing them, once more, on his XO, "We have less than thirty minutes before we are scheduled to depart, Lt Zai; I'd like you at the CONN when we do. If there is anything you need to attend to in that time, I suggest you do so, now."
"Aye, sir."
"You are dismissed, Lieutenant."
"Thank you, sir," Tochi nodded before turning to stride back onto the bridge.
He felt McTavish's desire to follow along in his wake, too, but, as the ready room door whisked away before him and he stepped out onto the Peregrine's bridge, he heard Captain Drake take the wind out of those particular sails,
"Mr McTavish," Silas said flatly, just before the door shut behind the withdrawing XO, "Stay a moment, if you will. Have a seat,"
Best of luck, Mister McTavish, Tochi offered silently, pausing just outside the door and surveying the activity on the bridge for a moment. He sighed, then, and straightening his uniform, moved purposefully toward the Big Chair.
"Lt Moriden," he called, settling himself into the command seat, "Status report, if you please."
"All systems nominal, sir." ~wheeze~ "Engineering reports ODN shunts in place and repairs proceeding. Crew transfers have been processed and quarters billeted save for one Lt,"
"Haemis McTavish," Tochi interjected, "Send his jacket to my console, and to Captain Drake's ready room, please."
~wheeze~ "Aye, sir." The Benzite woman funneled McTavish's dossier as requested and noted that Tochi was already reviewing the thing even as she continued her report; "Medical reports Commander Thorson stabilized and being prepped for transport pending Dr Moore's approval. Updates from Security are available on your console; nothing of note."
"Thank you, Lieutenant," Lt Zai nodded, not looking up from his perusal of McTavish's service record before calling on Ens P'Tammah; "Vaela?"
"Gravitational and umbilical support from the Starbase cycling down, sir," the Andorian replied, "Peregrine's current pull from external systems is 48.7% and falling, she'll be ready to fly at 1300 for sure."
"And the Coronado?"
"Same situation," Vaela answered, "they started off-cycling base support several minutes ahead of us, however. It looks like they'll beat us out of the gate, as the saying goes."
"As it should be," Tochi couldn't help but smirk, And, likely, just the way that Jacobs wants it.
((OOC: Okay, just a little something to get things moving, again - as much as we've all come to enjoy Ody's snoring - Nothing major, just depositing McTavish in Drake's lap and trying to "tie a bow" on a few things. Liberties taken with the Drake dialogue and actions, of course, edits if necessary. Also, as always, room for interjections, interactions, and the like, throughout the post (or, at least, once Tochi emerges from the ready room), Let's get back to posting, folks! It's been toooooo long!))
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 11:40:25.
Edited on 2016-08-04 at 11:42:00 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Doable...
...but, I'm fairly sure that Olan is returning pretty quickly (as are Yanamari and Amara, I understand). I've got enough detail as to plot points and such, at the moment, that I feel comfortable in putting a few words in the good Captain's mouth, myself, but don't want to bump things too much lest I overstep where "the man" wants us to be.
I'm close to halfway through putting a post together, I believe, and should have it out there before long.
Also, as I haven't said so, yet (despite thinking it more than once); Welcome aboard, Brom! Very glad that you decided to join us! *happy dance*
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 10:17:13.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Acknowledged.
Spent some minutes yesterday rereading the last few pages and figured I could probably come up with something to keep the bit between Tochi, Haemis, and Silas rolling without stepping on too many toes, so to speak. I'll get to work on that and, hopefully, have a post tacked up soon... and possibly another, too, as I gave some thought to what the FCOs might be doing.
Posted on 2016-08-04 at 08:08:24.
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Topic: I've returned?
Subject: Weeeeellllllllllllll......
Welcome back, Cap'n! So very glad you decided to drop in and check up on us!
Meri and I have had oodles of fun in Drasnia during your absence.
Here's hoping that your appearances are much more frequent.
Posted on 2016-08-03 at 11:08:18.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Vacation...
...was even more fantastic than what Facebook made it out to be! Nothing I love better than disappearing into the Adirondacks and canoeing like a fiend... except when I get an entire week alone with my wife to do so!
Okay, as to posting... when I last left Tochi, he had escorted Mr McTavish to meet the Captain. Kind of leaves me in a lurch as to something to post until Olan bumps that encounter with a post for Drake. I've got a couple of options, I suppose... 1) I can internalize and have Tochi make (rather suspicious) observations regarding McTavish's nervous demeanor, 2) I could "whoosh forward" and relegate any further interaction between Tochi, Drake, and McTavish to "backpost status", or, 3) I could pay a visit to the other Flight Control folks and whip up something for Megan, Vaela, Kook, and/or any combination thereof.
Any suggestions/preferences from the peanut gallery?
Posted on 2016-08-03 at 10:25:10.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Soooon!
Just got back from vacation. Will catch up and have a post ASAP!
Posted on 2016-08-01 at 14:18:23.
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