Ramped Up And Ready

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Ramped Up And Ready

 

Duty Log: Angelis,John,A.,Lt.Jg.,{Dept.head report,In absence of Lt.V'Roy}

2 nd. Squadron,420 th. Light Fighter Grp.,U.S.S. Reaent.

 

Angel had just gotten the final report from the deck officer and Mr.Nansk on fighter crews and support craft readiness. Scrolling down the PADD making periodic notes and suggestions for future reports, The crews have done well in a very short time frame post issuing the order to make ready all crew and craft for battle ready stand by.

 

The previous departmental meeting with the CO fresh in mind. The Captain had made it quite clear his intents and the substance of this cruise to all...well as far as he was concerned the matter was crystal clear.The next thing that has occurred appears to be a ship wide intermittent computer failure with various routines being for lack of a better term...system gone wild.

 

The thought was actually bringing a slight grin to his features as he was finishing the final review of the ordinance loading for the fighters.The Captain had mentioned in the brief we if confronted by the Romulans would claim a computer navigational malfunction that took the ship way off the programmed course.

 

The memory of having to literally go to the bridge and report the squadrons status as well was in his thoughts, the suggestion to the CO to possibly use our own personal comm links instead of the inter ship comm until the "glitch" in the computer could be fixed as well. the Captain had advised me on the way out of the ready room to go to sickbay and look into what appears to be a good deal on fresh lobster.

 

I had replied to the CO jokingly I might just do that as I was hungry as I left the room, Right...being hungry and busy does not mean or equal stupid, I am all to well aware of the situation with Mr.Pinchie...as well as the wrath of the medical personnel should one violate what is understood as being etched in stone,and off limits.

 

The TL took me to the Main security office where my lovely new bride was busied about making ready for the upcoming event we had all met and been briefed on.The taking of a quick kiss coupled with a promise of a late dinner and relaxing time together was really all either of us could afford at the time...Leaving her to her duties, I proceeded to the fighter deck and assisted Mr.Nansk with the visual confirmation of the fuel and ordinance loading by the support staff.

 

The next item on my agenda was with the deck officer and the subsequent series of readiness drills that occupied both the flight staff and support crews for the next 8 hours, I can really appreciate the regular drills our old Commander Zafira had put us all through periodically. The drills were tiring,yes,demanding,yes, Necessary....hell yes. The performance parameters on the drills are now well within acceptable percentile scores for his demanding discipline...and a bit more for mine.

 

The various tactical...logistical,and the possible alternate venues crossed Angels mind as he closed the report. Looking at the late time...need to join my wife. Computer End Log.