USS Challenger - June 14, 2018

[STSF Jami 0]

Cptn Ja'Lale: USS Challenger Mission Brief - 15 June 2018: The Challenger has rendezvoused with the USS Davenport to transfer over Captain Sivok and his crew for the rest of their way back to Earth. Captain Sivok and company had just beamed over to the Davenport and the Challenger is now ready to resume their way to the Arcadia system to meet with the Arcadians and to set up trade routes and continue to bolster their diplomatic relations. TBS was 15 minutes.

Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM

John Randall: ::continuing to oversee the crew in engineering, with help from Lieutenants Jeff Michaels and Susan Maloney::
Hunter Matheson: ::after a few adjustments:: Ready to depart, Captain.
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::just returned back to the bridge:: Very good, let's resume our course to the Arcadia system, warp 7.
Caitlin Townshend: ::on the bridge, looking much more hale having had better food since they returned to Challenger::
Hunter Matheson: ::sets course:: Course set to Arcadia system. Warp 7, aye. ::press::
John Randall: ::hears the whine of the warp engines, and knows the ship has resumed her course::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: operations ::
Hunter Matheson: Should be a smooth ride, sir. Nothing in the way. ::yet::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Davenport and Challenger both jump to warp going opposite ways.
Hunter Matheson: ::relaxes as soon as they are underway. Gives his back a crack against the helm chair and then he's more relaxed:::
John Randall: ::suddenly raises his head up as one of the warp engines doesn't sound quite right to him; gets up and goes back to the warp core panel, listening hard all the way::
Caitlin Townshend: ::hears Matheson's back crack all the way across the bridge:: We'll need to send you in for service along with Challenger next time we're in drydock.
Hunter Matheson: ::leans back, hands behind his head, smirks::: Yes, ma'am. A little oil wouldn't hurt.
John Randall: ::checks the readouts on the panel and sees that the starboard warp engine is slightly out of calibration; whips out his communicator:: +Bridge+ Randall to Ja'Lale, come in, please.
Cptn Ja'Lale: +Randall+ Yes? Go ahead
John Randall: +Ja'Lale+ Captain, the starboard warp engine is slightly out of calibration, sir. Recommend we reduce speed to warp 5 while I have a team check it out. We should be able to adjust it without having to go EVA.
Dvokr chim Hok: :: sighs ::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Hmm. +Randall+ Very well then, how soon do you think you can finish? ::to Kal:: Drop us down to warp 5.
Hunter Matheson: ::Leans forward:: Dropping to warp 5, aye.
Hunter Matheson: ::puts on the brakes::
John Randall: +Ja'Lale+ Depends on what we find, sir. I'll have an ETA for you in five minutes. Assembling a team now, will contact you again shortly. Randall out.
John Randall: ((can everyone see me this week?))
Cptn Ja'Lale: (yes)
Hunter Matheson: (roger)
Caitlin Townshend: ((Bright and shiny))
John Randall: ::assembles a team and goes to the glass elevator; rides to the top floor of engineering and makes his way down the corridor to the starboard nacelle::
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Walks into the bridge.::
Hunter Matheson: ::and here comes that heavenly smell again::
Hunter Matheson: ::focus... focus... focus... doesn't work:::
Hunter Matheson: ::slight smile::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Continues to read up about the Arcadians on his PADD::
John Randall: ::goes over to the panel and runs a diagnostic; gets a result in seconds and punches the 'com:: +Ja'Lale+ Randall to Ja'Lale. We are in the starboard nacelle and it looks to be a coolant problem. Should have it fixed in ten minutes, sir.
Cptn Ja'Lale: +Randall;+ Thanks, keep us in the loop
John Randall: +Ja'Lale+ Aye, sir, starting repairs now. Randall out. ::gives out assignments to his team and they begin work::
Caitlin Townshend: ::looking over departmental reports, still trying to wrap her head around running a department::
Dyan Sylvanis: :;Slips down by Kal on her way to her seat.::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: At warp 5, we should arrive to Arcadia in about five hours time from their present location.
Hunter Matheson: ::blink::deep breath::
Caitlin Townshend: ::Ja'Lale:: Anything else we need to know about the Arcadians, sir?
Hunter Matheson: ::then wakes up:: ETA is 5 Hotel, Captain.
Hunter Matheson: ::blush:: I mean.. 5 hours, sir.
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Grins as she sits.:: Nothing on sensors.
Hunter Matheson: ::aside to Syl:: (w) You really gotta not wear that... whatever it is on the bridge. ::almost pleading::
Cptn Ja'Lale: They are an associate member of the Federation right now, they were are still kind of do keep to themselves but are looking to open up. I'm not sure at this point if they want to eventually become a full-fledged member of the Federation but Starfleet is keen on exploring the possibility.
John Randall: ::the team conclude their assignments and report in; John does another diagnostic and smiles as the engine is back in calibration. He punches the 'com:: +Ja'Lale+ Randall to Ja'Lale. Problem fixed, sir, you may resume warp 7 if you so choose. Engines are nominal. Randall out.
Hunter Matheson: ::sets helm to warp 7, ready for the command:::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Most notably, they sent a representative to Admiral Kirk's trial several years ago after the Whale Probe incident.
Dyan Sylvanis: :;Smiles, whispering back.:: I don't wear anything.
Hunter Matheson: ::aw sh*t:::
John Randall: ::gives his team a 'well done' and they return to the main console::
Cptn Ja'Lale: +Randall+ Thank you, good job Lieutenant.
Hunter Matheson: Ready for warp 7, sir.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Looks like it's fixed. Take us back to warp 7, please. ::to Kal::
Hunter Matheson: Aye, sir. Going to warp 7. ::pop:::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: tapping buttons ::
Hunter Matheson: ETA is now 3 hotel, sir. Er... 3 hours, give or take.
John Randall: ::gives Michaels the conn and goes into his office; powers up the computer and enters the job just completed::
Dvokr chim Hok: Hotel?
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Nods:: Very good.
Hunter Matheson: ::turns:: Aye, sir. Hotel is the standard call for the letter H, that in this case is hours. Not sure why I shifted to that. Force of habit, I guess.
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Smirks.::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods, would smirk if he could::
Hunter Matheson: ::leaning forward to hide the blush:::
John Randall: ::thinks for a moment, then sends an e-mail to the science station on the bridge, asking Townsend if she is recovering from the Klingon mission::
Hunter Matheson: ::Syl:: (w) You don't have any of those powers, right? I mean, like... mind altering or telepathy or any of that stuff?
John Randall: ((sorry about the spelling, Caitlin, will get it right next time))
Caitlin Townshend: ((Too late, we are now mortal enemies, muwahahaha))
John Randall: ((Oops))
Caitlin Townshend: ::replies to Randall that the food is definitely better, and it's nice not having to worry about getting into fights because someone is bored::
John Randall: ((Note to self: watch your six))
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Sips on a cup of coffee::
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Whispers.:: No. Just the powers that I was born with.
John Randall: ::chuckles as he reads Townshend's reply::
Hunter Matheson: ::slow nod:: Gotcha.
Hunter Matheson: ::settles down as much as he can::
Hunter Matheson: ::and it's not a whole lot::
Caitlin Townshend: ::notices Matheson and Sylvanis seem to be in deep conversation, enjoying the camaraderie that's present among the bridge officers and senior staff on this ship::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Should be interesting meeting with the Arcadians. They seem to be pretty similar to us Chelons, being semi-aquatic.. though they feed on plankton, it says.
Hunter Matheson: ::swivels:: Sounds interesting, sir.
Caitlin Townshend: Oh really? That's intriguing. Do they have settlements on both land and in the water?
Cptn Ja'Lale: ((2 minutes))
Dyan Sylvanis: Shall we bring swimsuits?
Hunter Matheson: Hey.. sounds like a plan.
Cptn Ja'Lale: You might want to.
Cptn Ja'Lale: But in all seriousness, I was told they have watercraft for mobility.
Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: Great job, a nice quiet sim. Next week, we'll be arriving at Arcadia. TBS will be 3 hours as Kal eluded to. Any questions?
Cptn Ja'Lale: If there's none, then sim dismissed. Have a great week everyone, goodnight.