"Executive Thinking"
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Setting: USS HATHOR, Bridge
Watching the stars barely moving on the main view
screen, the Romulan/Terran hybrid thought about what
had happened and wondered if Pravat had had anything
to do with it. The HATHOR had not suffered any damage
and aside from the Oltharian's broken leg, the crew
had come out of this with nothing more than a few
scrapes and bruises. Glancing over her shoulder to
the MCO standing at the back of the bridge, the
HATHOR's CO tried to read the Enaran, but the man had
developed the perfect 'poker face'.
Not wanting to confront the marine with the
possibility that he had been the cause of this little
mishap and believing that Pravat was more resourceful
and devious than that, the Romulan/Terran hybrid
dismissed the event as a mechanical malfunction and
remained on full alert. Anticipating that the MCO had
something exceptional planned, the Romulan/Terran
hybrid suspected that *if* he had been responsible for
what had happened, it had only been meant as a
diversion to allow him to prepare the main event.
Realizing that she was on the verge of developing a
case of paranoia that would make their Cns cringe, the
HATHOR's CO decided to not give it another thought.
Asking Pravat to test the crew had been the right
decision, but pondering as to what that tests would
entail had been counterproductive as there was nothing
the Romulan/Terran hybrid could do about it other than
wait and see.
Standing from the central chair, the hybrid decided
to tour the bridge while she and the rest of the
HATHOR's bridge staff waited for the engineering staff
to fix whatever the problem had been. Thinking as the
XO of the ANUBIS, the Romulan/Terran hybrid had
initially wanted to go down to Main Engineering to
survey the progress and see how David was fairing, but
that thought was quickly pushed aside. Commanding the
HATHOR meant that her place was on the bridge and this
was even more so considering the current absence of
her own XO.
Walking pass the Tactical station without asking the
Nausicaan anything, the hybrid still found herself
strongly repulsed by the Sec/Tac only because of his
lineage. Having done nothing to warrant this sort of
attitude being directed towards him, Ens. Rostov had
grown accustomed to the hybrid's reactions around him.
Since the Romulan/Terran hybrid was not only his
superior but also his CO, Nico said nothing hoping
that in time this friction between them would pass.
Moving on towards the front of the bridge and the
FCO's station, the HATHOR's CO stopped and took a
moment to take in the view of the peaceful starscape
being displayed on the main view screen. Looking over
the shoulder of the Hirogen ensign, the Romulan/Terran
hybrid noticed that Uxtar had been working on
alternate routes for the ship to reach its
destination. "Planning on us taking a detour ensign?"
Grinning to himself the Hirogen waited a few seconds
before turning around and looking at his CO. "No Sir.
I just thought this would be a good time to give the
navigational systems a little workout."
Nodding her acceptance of the work being done by the FCO, the Romulan/Terran hybrid returned to the central chair, silently looking forward to when the HATHOR would be able to resume its going to the KARRABY CLUSTER at a speed greater than the one they had been at. Risking the ship and crew had been out of the question but inching their way to their destination at impulse speed had not been the CO's idea of an 'exploration mission.'
Sitting down in her chair, the Romulan/Terran hybrid
was greeted by the voice of the HATHOR's aCEO over the
comm. channel. =/\= Dawson to bridge. =/\=
Hoping to hear some good news as to the status of the
ship, the CO wasted no time in giving a reply. "Go
ahead, David."
Hesitating just long enough to let the Romulan/Terran
hybrid know that what would follow had not been as
good as she might have expected to, the aCEO gave his
preliminary report on the condition of the ship and
the work that would be required. =/\= Just to let you
know that we've figure out what the problem was, sort
of. =/\=
Raising an eyebrow at the sound of the engineer's
explanation, the HATHOR's CO demanded a more precise
explanation, the report having been submitted by her
former Academy classmate having been vague to say the
least. "Sort of? Mind being a little more specific
David?"
Not at all sounding pleased the aCEO explained the
situation as best he could. =/\= It's something to do
with the power transfer. The HATHOR's system were
pilled one on top of another to make room, and because
of that there seems to be a surge when the ship it’s a
certain speed. We are in the middle of trying to
figure out exactly where this is happening, but in the
meantime I would suggest not going higher than warp 2.
=/\=
Sighing at the news, which considering everything
else had not been as bad as it could have been, the
HATHOR's CO reminded herself about the purpose of this
mission and that this was exactly what they were in
the midst of doing. Stepping back onto the bridge,
the CSciO/XO nodded to the woman sitting in the
central chair, relaying without words that the CEO had
been dismissed from Sickbay and was on his way back to
Main engineering.
Acknowledging the message given by the Shillian with
a nod of her own, the Romulan/Terran hybrid returned
to her discussion with the HATHOR's aCEO. "Lt.
Fairborn is on his way back, I am sure that the two of
you will get this fixed promptly. In the meantime we
will keep the HATHOR to warp 2 until further notice."
Sounding troubled by something that the bridge staff
could not be aware of, the aCEO ended the
communication abruptly with a, =/\= Very well,
engineering out. =/\=
Wanting to know what had been on David's mind, the
Romulan/Terran hybrid fought the urge to get down to
the ship's Main Engineering level knowing that her
presence there would only hinder the repairs and
possibly make the aCEO appear in unfavorable light to
his unofficial observer. "Helm, resume course for the
KARRABY CLUSTER, warp 2."
Appearing more than happy to be back on course, even
if at a reduced speed, the Hirogen quickly complied
with the order, "Warp 2, aye!"
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Lieutenant Commander Serenna
Acting Commanding Officer 2005 post #547
Stardate: 60331.0910
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Serena Switt {serena1141@yahoo.com.au}
Executive Officer
USS ANUBIS
USS HATHOR
