Ringing the doorbell

[Dray McKenna 0]

Bing, Bong!

 

 

 

With the Captain back on board the 'Creek things went from boredom to business in a microsecond. Upon hearing the report from FOps that the 'Creeks "Queen Bee" was headed up to the bridge Dray made certain to straighten his uniform and look sharp. He make it a point to secretly thank whoever was responsible for the barrier during his evening meditation as this situation likely bought him more time before having to visit the sick bay for his physical with the Doc. After some consideration of how to deal with an asteriod field full of space junk and littered with mines, Calestorm decided we'd ring the doorbell and see who if anyone answered. Probes were launched and CSEC Haruno prepared to fire when given the order. Dray remained busy keeping the ship at a perimiter orbit and trimmed to keep the Chiefs targets visual within the main view screen. After overhearing an exchange between Doctor T and the Captain regarding the Docs reservations about our unique approach to making contact with those on the other side of the barrier, Dray considered the ramifications himself. However, he simply shrugged it off almost as soon as it entered his mind. Who was he to second guess a seasoned Star Fleet Captain. Whether the tactic was logical or otherwise it made little difference now. The orders were given and Dray like everyone else was held accountable to fulfill his duty and carry out those orders as they were given by the Captain. After all, being able to give and carry out orders without pause or reflection is a quality expected of every Star Fleet officer. Dray was prepared to start practicing that virtue right now. Dray recalled being told of a mischievous game that the younglings on Earth played called "Ring and run." He smiled to himself and thought "We're ringin, but we ain't runnin....this is the Comanche Creek."

 

"Chief, prepare to fire." ordered Captain Calestorm

 

Dray could feel the tenseness of the bridge crew and quirked a brow glancing over at Sakura with his hands still on the console ready to engage any evasive maneuvers if needed. "Here goes nothing.." he muttered.

 

Edited December 21, 2010 by Dray McKenna