USS Excalibur Sim Log - 10.20.19

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: The gang is (mostly) back together aboard a new, Luna-class Excalibur. The crew has been settling in as final work is wrapping up ahead of our formal launch.

 

Cptn Swain: https://imgur.com/a/0sfANGw

Cptn Swain: ^ Bridge Pic

 

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

William Chocox: ::is in Engineering waiting for the show to start::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene exits her quarters to go check out her new lab space. Fortunately, scientist bunks and the labs are both on deck 7. ::

Rhan K'hal: (( oh oh, we need a navigator, that's what we get for hiring a one-eyed pilot ))

William Chocox: This is such a beautiful engine.

Hakran K'hal: :: exits the lift onto deck 7 and steps out in front of Irene ::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Your one-eyed pilot Val is getting her helm station set up on the bridge. A drydock yellowshirt is just closing a panel and leaving the helm console. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Exits his ready room and onto the bridge, smiling::

Rhan K'hal: :: standing in front of tactical, scowling ::

VonDrake: ::in Engineering, familiarizing himself with everything::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Irene stops short when Hak appears right in front of her! She's wearing her best blue uniform and carrying a small bag of assorted knick-knacks. :: "Come to check out the lab, sir?"

William Chocox: How is everything looking to you Ensign Von Drake?

Hakran K'hal: Oh, hello Irene. I've already seen them, I'm just coming to see how everyone is making do with their new space.

Irene Mincine: Val> "New ship and they can't even get the warp controls to not blink 12.00..." :: She grumbles at her console. ::

Cptn Swain: What's our status Mister K'hal? Have we finished bringing aboard our supplies?

Rhan K'hal: :: checks his PADD, still scowling :: Very nearly, Captain.

Maryse Dubois: ((hiya))

William Chocox: ((Howdy Doc!))

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Aha. I haven't seen my lab yet, actually, that's what I'm doing now. I've got some stuff here to make it feel like home." :: She bounces her bag and heads toward the lab space. ::

William Chocox: And has anyone seen that nosy XO of ours around?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Seated in the XO's chair on the bridge, he stood as Swain entered and nodded.:: Captain.

Hakran K'hal: :: smiles, follows ::

VonDrake: ::looks around:: It's funny. I thought I was getting the hang of things on the old ship. Now I'm learning a new ship

Indaura Ryssan: :: Just looking around at all of the new stuff ::

VonDrake: ::shakes his head:: Not that I've seen.

Cptn Swain: ::Nods to Stanton:: Commander. Everyone but our security chief aboard then?

William Chocox: Well, I've only been here two weeks to get used to it.

Cptn Swain: ::Pauses:: And the other crew we'll be picking up from the Georgetown?

Maryse Dubois: ::Enters the shiny new Sickbay.:: Hmm...

Maryse Dubois: ::Starts taking mental notes of things she already wants changed as she looks around.::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Irene finds and enters her shiny new laboratory area, outfitted with the shiniest genetics equipment and biology equipment she's ever seen. She's in heaven. :: "Whoa! I didn't know they even made analyzers with spectrums this powerful..." :: She goes on and on about technical details of her equipment, whether Hak is listening or not. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He nodded again.:: Aye, sir. All crew have reported to the ship. Just waiting on the last shipments to be loaded.

Hakran K'hal: :: smirks at one of the assistant biologists :: You know it would've been more fun to leave the lab in generic mode until she showed up.

VonDrake: ::motions to the screens:: I did change the contrast of the console screens to match that of the old Excalibur, if you didn't notice.

VonDrake: ::wrinkles his nose:: The new screens were giving me headaches

Cptn Swain: Good. ::Asher took his seat:: As soon as they're loaded I'd like to get underway. Our first orders are in already.

William Chocox: Huh...I like it. And whatever allows you to work at your best.

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Setting her bag down and unpacking a few personal things. A metal coffee mug, a small digital clock... :: "Generic mode? Oh, that's right, this is one of those convertible labs, isn't it?"

Hakran K'hal: Indeed. I was skeptical at first, but it does indeed seem to work.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Any security concerns?

Maryse Dubois: ::Steps into the surgical suite.::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Stretches out at her seat. She plays with some of the seat controls, getting it perfectly adjusted to her liking. :: "I could get used to sitting in this chair."

Maryse Dubois: ::This was more to her liking, so she checks one of the wards.::

Irene Mincine: Irene> "What other modes does it have?" :: She unpacks a few more small items. :: "You know, in Old Earth, they had bars like this too. You pull a lever and all the booze disappears when the inspectors come around."

Cptn Swain: Hopefully not. ::He took a moment to settle into his new chair before continuing:: Once we rendezvous with Georgetown, we'll set course for Elasia. We'll be joining the small force escorting the vessels they're selling to the Cardassians to Cardassian space.

Hakran K'hal: We still have labs on deck 8 & 10, but those are shared, large-scale inspection chambers.

Rhan K'hal: :: to Val :: At least you have one, some moron in design decided to take it away from tactical again, meaning the first fire-fight we're in they'll have to wear magboots to avoid going flying the first time we get hit.

Maryse Dubois: ::Checks out her office next, already thinking of possibilities.::

VonDrake: ::moves over to a different console:: The final diagnostics have been completed. Everything looks ready to go. The report is ready to be sent to OPS.

Hakran K'hal: As for the type, it can get as focused as molecular microbiology, to pick one from your field.

William Chocox: Send it.

Cptn Swain: Should give us plenty of time to run system tests. ::He glanced over:: And security drills.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Laughs at Rhan's misfortune. :: "Maybe you can steal a dentist's chair from sickbay and bolt it to the bridge."

VonDrake: ::sends the report up to OPS::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He grinned, having already planned several.::

Irene Mincine: Irene> "I'm impressed. Better than the cramped labs on the old Excalibur. I guess that's what happens when you're not aboard what Starfleet considers a tactical cruiser."

Rhan K'hal: :: receives the report on his padd, gives it a speed-read before forwarding it on to Stanton :: Engineering reports diagnostics nominal.

Maryse Dubois: ::Once done, she heads out, noticing one other office. If was the counselor's office, which was complete dark and empty. She frowned as she glanced around.:: Looks like I'm going to have to find a new one.

Maryse Dubois: ::Shrugs as she leaves, heading for the TL.::

VonDrake: ::looks back to the CENG:: All the appropriate shakedown tests and diagnostics are scheduled at appropriate intervals.

Hakran K'hal: Yes, this one is actually meant to explore, among other things. So "other things" is what they gave us.

Cptn Swain: ACTION> The cargo bays signal that all materials have been brought aboard.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Looking at her desk ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Thank you, Lieutenant... K'hal, is it? Didn't I see another K'hal on the roster?

Irene Mincine: Irene> "I can't wait to put these labs to use. It'll be nice to do research again on things other than Horta poop, or time travel, or..."

Rhan K'hal: :: grunts, checks the next beep on his padd :: We've finally got all our shopping loaded into the trunk.

Maryse Dubois: ::Steps out onto the bridge.:: Oy...It's even brighter up here.

Rhan K'hal: :: looks over at Maryse :: Every new class they try something new, don't they?

Cptn Swain: Good. Signal all decks to ready for departure.

Hakran K'hal: Well, you'll have your chance shortly. Once we're underway. I ordered you some specimens to give the equipment its first workout.

Rhan K'hal: Aye.

Maryse Dubois: Indeed it does. Maybe they can turn the lens flares down. ::Walks over to Rhan, but then frowns when she realizes her usual console is on the other side of the bridge.::

Irene Mincine: Val> "I think it's kinda dark, actually." :: She shrugs and taps her console. :: "Helm is ready, all flight modes available."

Rhan K'hal: +Shipwide+ All decks prepare for departure.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Ooh, nice!" :: She's practically bouncing like a certain Romulan. :: "What's first on the agenda?"

Cptn Swain: ACTION> Station gives clearance to leave.

Hakran K'hal: Plus some rocks for the planetary scientists. I'm sure Rhan's people will love delivering those.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances up from his data padd at the doctor's entrance, then checks the roster again, trying to put names to faces.::

VonDrake: :::moves back to his primary console for departure::

Rhan K'hal: We are cleared for departure.

Hakran K'hal: :: hands Irene a PADD :: You're the bioboss.

William Chocox: ::perks up when he hears that:: You heard the ship wide folks! We're getting this tub out into space! ::goes to his own console to get ready::

Cptn Swain: Clear all moorings.

Rhan K'hal: :: tap tap :: All moorings cleared, ship is clear to maneuver.

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over:: Take us out Commander.

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: She reads over the PADD. :: "Slime mold excretion analysis? You're joking, right?"

Hakran K'hal: :: flicks an ear at the ship-wide, then grins over at Irene :: Actually, yes. Swipe to the next page.

Maryse Dubois: ::Watches everything from the upper part of the bridge, near Rhan.:: This is the part that everyone likes, right?

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Turns around to face the captain and commander expectantly. ::

Rhan K'hal: For some reason. It's like getting excited about putting a ground unit into drive.

Maryse Dubois: :;Shrugs with a smile.::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Hmphs and opens the next page. :: "That's better. And it involves mice instead of slime!"

Indaura Ryssan: :: Watching from her office ::

Hakran K'hal: And these should manage to live through it, unless the equipment is faulty.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Lifting a brow, he merely nodded and looked to helm:: Set course for Elasia. Standard warp.

William Chocox: ::smiles as he hears the warp core warm up::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Grins and turns back to her console. Hey, it wasn't a fighter, but at least she was flying something! tap tap tap :: "Aye, course locked in for Elasia, warp 6."

Hakran K'hal: :: cargo handlers show up at the doors with crates of white mice that are not from an alternate dimension ::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> We get some really great glory shot CGI of the Excalibur leaving dry dock complete with music.

VonDrake: ::monitoring it all as things started kicking on and humming::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Engage. ::Doesn't do the little two finger hand movement, though.::

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Well, we'll find out pretty quickly. Might be a little messy, though..."

Hakran K'hal: Which is my cue to go check on the space scientists. They get to scan Uranus.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Tap tap tap, fancy beeping noises :: "Aye." :: She presses the big ol' 'go to warp' button on the console. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Smiles as they leap to warp::

Maryse Dubois: ::Steps down to the Command level once they were done.:: I hope you two are enjoying your new toy?

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Hmphs. :: "Is that the joke page or the real page?"

Cptn Swain: ::Grins at Maryse:: She is nice.

William Chocox: Whoo! That's the noise I love to hear!

Hakran K'hal: Oh, that's the real page. :: fierce grin as he disappears through the doors into the corridor ::

VonDrake: :::monitors the transition into warp::

Cptn Swain: Though I am looking forward to the seeing Georgetown one last time. She was the first ship I ever served aboard.

Rhan K'hal: :: holsters his padd and uses the consoles since he has a lot of things to monitor ::

Maryse Dubois: That's good. I can't complain on my end either, though we are short on key staff. A counselor to be more specific. ::Nods.:: Ah, a little reminiscent?

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Have fun." :: As he leaves. Irene is alone in her lab, feeling right at home. ::

Cptn Swain: They're decommissioning her, along with a lot of the other remaining Excelsiors.

Irene Mincine: Val> "Readings are nominal. Looks like our first trip to warp's a success." :: Relaxes in her seat. ::

Hakran K'hal: :: heads down a few doors into "his" lab, though it's still Kenet's territory technically, as the Bajoran woman made the jump with him :: So, how does Uranus look?

Rhan K'hal: System resource usage is nominal.

Maryse Dubois: I'm sure they've earned it. Considering that line has been around for quite a while.

Hakran K'hal: Kenet> :: glares at Hak ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He glanced to Swain briefly, then to Maryse.:: Doctor Dubois. Do you have any recommendations for a counselor? I have several applicants for you to review.

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Irene's having fun performing some kind of experiment involving lots of white mice, it seems. ::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> One of the new operations crew messages Rhan to inform him there's been some sort of mix up in the cargo bay.

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods to Stanton.:: I do actually, but with your permission, I would like to try looking "in house" first, so to speak. That is if she is willing.

Rhan K'hal: :: frowns, opens audio communication :: +Callahan+ What sort of mix up, Mr. Callahan?

Cptn Swain: ::Swain made a gesturing signaling his deference. ::

VonDrake: ::looking over the data:: The jump to warp was clean, sir. There is room for some optimization, the pressure in the dilithium chamber is about .0001 millibars off optimum. Slows the engagement process by about .00125 seconds. It's nothing critical or that can't be worked next time we're idle.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Of course. That's your prerogative. If you need assistance, let me know. I'll forward you the other candidates anyhow. Your choice will need to be cleared first before we can reassign.

William Chocox: Very good. Do you think this is something that will get worse with time?

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Proudly makes a note in her log that the course she plotted is 3% more efficient than the finest computer Starfleet can build. ::

Maryse Dubois: Understood. ::Heads back up to the upper level.:: Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go break the bad news. :;Smirks.::

Cptn Swain: ::Glances around to make sure he knew where the replicator was and heads over::

Cptn Swain: ::Nods to Maryse as she goes::

Maryse Dubois: :;Waves to Rhan as she gets back onto the lift.::

Rhan K'hal: :: gives a distracted wave back as he listens to the halting explanation ::

Cptn Swain: Tea, Oolong. Hot.

Hakran K'hal: :: looks over the work, noting the enhanced multi-spectral resolutions :: Excellent. Stick closely to the schedule, Izal. We know what the Captain expects, but the XO strikes me as task-master and I'd prefer to start off on a good footing.

Cptn Swain: ::Sniffs the tea, and then cautiously takes a drink::

Cptn Swain: Still not as good as the real thing. But not bad.

Maryse Dubois: ::Steps back into Sickbay, searching.::

Indaura Ryssan: (I give tonight)

Maryse Dubois: Now where is she?

Rhan K'hal: +Callahan+ :: nearly growling :: Unless you'd like to put on a space suit and drag it out of the bay doors into the *other* bay while we're at warp, I'd suggest you come up with a solution as to how to stow them in their proper places and execute it within 3 hours.

Rhan K'hal: +C+ K'hal, OUT.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Not used to such new equipment ::

Cptn Swain: What's our ETA to rendezvous with the Georgetown?

Maryse Dubois: :;Enter's the doctor's office.:: Ah there you are.

Hakran K'hal: Kenet> :: waves a dismissive hand :: We could do this blindfolded.

VonDrake: ::purses lips:: Possibly, if it is a problem with one of the antimatter injection seals, the pressure could compound with each jump. If it is the injection system, then it might stay pretty static. We'll need to run a Level 4 diagnostic to find out.

Irene Mincine: Val> "At warp 6, 16 hours, captain."

Hakran K'hal: Just don't tell HIM that.

Maryse Dubois: Dr. Ryssan, can you meet me in what is supposed to be my office? ::grins.::

William Chocox: Can you do the diagnostic at warp?

Hakran K'hal: :: heads out to go check on the planetary scientists and their selection of rocks ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Goes to her office and sits on the desk, since there is no furniture.::

Indaura Ryssan: Sure thing Doctor. :: goes to her office ::

Rhan K'hal: :: resumes monitoring systems while simultaneously using benchmarking subroutines to test the computer under "duress" while operating at warp ::

Indaura Ryssan: No chair?

Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: Good. I'll be in my ready room. Commander, I'd like a senior staff meeting at 1400 to discuss our orders, as well as the latest from Intelligence.

Maryse Dubois: Sorry I seem to be lacking chairs, so just relax if you can.

Cptn Swain: You have the conn.

VonDrake: ::shakes his head:: Not a Level 4. I would need the system offline for at least 2 hours... I might be able to run a Level 2 diagnostic right at the next point we go to warp, it might be able to pinpoint the inefficiency that way.

Maryse Dubois: Sooo....::Rests her hands in her lap.:: How would you like your own office?

Indaura Ryssan: :: Leans against a wall :":

Maryse Dubois: And I mean big office, not one you share with other doctors.

William Chocox: Please, because I don't think we have time to take the system offline for that long.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Aye, sir. ::Curt nod.::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: When underway, Val is focused intently on the helm, even if she doesn't have much to do at warp. She's deadly serious here. ::

Indaura Ryssan: Oh.. Who's place was I in? Guess I thought I ran the place

Indaura Ryssan: Quiet would be great with filing paperwork

VonDrake: ::nods:: Aye sir. ::walks over to the diagnostic console and sets up a Level 2 diagnostic to trigger during the next warp cycle::

Indaura Ryssan: This has the room?

Maryse Dubois: Well...don't give me an answer just yet, but we are short a ship's counselor. And I happen to think you would be great for the job.

Rhan K'hal: :: flicks through results using both paws, eyes flicking from right to left as he goes into hyper-Rhan mode, all without extra coffee ::

Cptn Swain: ::Exits into his new ready room.::

William Chocox: Thank you Ensign.

William Chocox: So...have you found any good hiding places to keep secret projects away from the Commander's prying eyes?

Cptn Swain: ...and...

Hakran K'hal: :: satisfied with his people's performance, has a chance to gripe, muttering as he leaves the planetary sciences group :: What idiot decided that putting my office on deck 9 was a good idea?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Thumbing through security footage of engineering::

VonDrake: ::eyebrows raise:: Well...

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

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Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM