" Operational Choices "
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Stardate: 60298.1424
Setting: USS ANUBIS, Bridge
Being in charge of the ship's operations, the Romulan/Terran hybrid found herself with little to do other than to insure that everything about the ship was functioning as it should, and this did not trouble her as much as it would have a little while back. The more time the COO spent working in her new field, the more she became at ease with the requirements and limitations of her new position, spending less time envying the Sec/Tac and the duties that she had once done with all of her devotion, in favour of exploring the reach of her new duties.
Trying to understand and measure the threat possibility of what the CSciO had presumably seen on the planet, Lt. Seth had his hands full, a condition shared by the CEO and CSciO who also worked on the same problem but from their respective stations. The CO had not wanted to take and risks, a stand that the Romulan/Terran hybrid understood all too well. Considering that the technology onboard the ANUBIS permitted to remain unseen and that similar technology was employed by other races such as the Romulans and the Breen, dismissing what had been seen had not been an option.
Having been convinced that she had not made an error, the CSciO focussed all of her efforts in trying to break the shield of invisibility that she was certain had been the cause of the sudden disappearance of what she had seen. The metallic mass had been too large and concentrated to have been anything else but a ship, but Maya kept her mind open to other possibilities as she always did. Using the resources of the IGC and the help of Cmdr. Rikar, the CSciO was sure that the mystery would be solved in no time, one way or another.
Not at all happy with the possibility that the report made by the Shillian had been caused by yet another equipment malfunction, David busied himself at verifying every systems relating to the ANUBIS’ sensors. Every time the CEO felt a little less apprehensive about the ship, something happened to make him reconsider his initial position on the design of the Scarab-Class and many of the integrated systems that had been put onboard.
With the majority of the senior staff’s focus on the mystery at hand, the COO continued to monitor subspace for any sort of communication that might indicate that another ship was in the vicinity, be it on the planet surface or near TOLAR IV. Having found nothing in that range, the Romulan/Terran hybrid returned her attention to the aft sensors and the Hirogen Tracker that they had left behind. If their course and speed had remained unchanged, the Venatic-Class ship would appear on their long-range sensors very soon, adding yet another variable to their situation.
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Stardate: 10298.1424
Setting: TOLAR IV, Inside an unknown ship, Engineering section
Having required all available power to be diverted to a single piece of equipment, the lights in the room had gone out the moment the switch had been thrown. “The cloaking device is working, I think. I can’t seen anything with the light out and I can'tmake heads or tail of these readings. For all I know we might be glowing bright pink.”
The voice of an unimpressed fellow shipmate pierced the surrounding darkness. “It was either the lights or the air and heat, and frankly I’d rather stump my toes on a few corners of this ship than be asphyxiated and have my body frozen where it fell for prosperity.”
A loud thud followed the voiced confirming that one of them had indeed hit something. “That’s it! I’m not moving from this spot. I don’t care what that pompous ass says, I’m staying right here.”
Although agreeing with the description of their employer, the other engineer had not been so ready to voice his opinion out in the open for fear that someone loyal to the ship’s CO overheard it. The two engineers had been hired to help out with the ship’s systems which at that time they did not know included an antiquated Romulan Cloaking Device. That neither of them had actually seen the officer in command of this ship had only serve to fuel their curiosity and apprehension about the job that they had accepted. Time would tell if they would be made to regret the choice they had made in joining this little adventure.
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Serena Switt {serena1141@yahoo.com.au}
Lieutenant Serenna
Chief of Operations / Second Officer
USS ANUBIS
