USS Excalibur Sim Log - 12.20.20

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

12.13.20 - No SIM

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MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur is underway for a routine patrol of the Agape sector along the neutral zone, where there have been few reports of anything of remotely interesting value for nearly a year. Science has been tasked with coming up with a list of interstellar phenomena in the sector to study, while everyone else is getting time to put away all the crap we got at starbase.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

Indaura Ryssan: :: Walking down a random corridor ::

Irene Mincine: :: The turbolift door opens. Irene comes out, heading to the science station carrying a stack of padds. ::

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::In the center seat for his turn at bridge duty::

William Chocox: ::is drinking tea while sitting at the engineering station:: Need help Ensign Mincine?

Maryse Dubois: ::Enters the bridge.::

Irene Mincine: :: She sits at the science station, starting to go through the padds. :: "Know anything about L-class radiotronic pulsars?"

Indaura Ryssan: :: Enters a lift :: Bridge

William Chocox: Meant more about carrying that stack of PADDS, but unfortunately I must've been sick that day at the academy.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Looks over:: Class L dwarfs get their designation because they are cooler than M stars and L is the remaining letter alphabetically closest to M. Some of these objects have masses large enough to support hydrogen fusion and are therefore stars, but most are of substellar mass and are therefore brown dwarfs. They are a very dark red in color and brightest in infrared. Their atmosphere is cool enough to allow metal hydrides and alkali metals to be prominent in their spectra.

William Chocox: What he said.

Irene Mincine: "I'm finalizing our exploration plans in--" :: She slowly turns her chair around as Rex goes on and on and on. :: "You should audition to be the new computer voice, Commander."

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Smirks:: I don't think Captain Swain would appreciate hearing my dulcet tones every morning.

William Chocox: I could come up with a new alarm tone for the Captain.

Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles as she takes a seat, overlooking the bridge crew.::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Exits onto the bridge ::

William Chocox: Hello Doctors.

Maryse Dubois: ::Waves to Will.:: Hello

Cptn Swain: Rex> Is there a medical emergency?

Irene Mincine: "He probably wouldn't." :: She laughs at Rex's comment, then waves to the two doctors. :: "Or is it just a house call?"

Maryse Dubois: I would hope not.

William Chocox: Some people might say that extended exposure to an environment I'm in is a medical emergency.

Maryse Dubois: Just paying a friendly visit.

William Chocox: Mostly those that stood too close to an EPS conduit that one time.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::chuckles:: Well, I did hear there was a scuffle down in the mess hall last night.

Cptn Swain: Rex> I was impressed that Mincine wasn't even in the room.

Indaura Ryssan: It's a party, it seems. I am here to observe.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Steps out of the conference room, a half-smile pulling at his lips as he scanned his data padd. Pauses, glancing up with a raised brow.::

William Chocox: Hello Commander.

Cptn Swain: Rex> Commander.

Irene Mincine: "I was working on these PADDs." :: She waves one of the five or six of them she's got with her. :: "Commander Stanton wants these today so I grabbed dinner from the Cordon Replicateur last night." :: She acknowledges the commander, as well. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Staff meeting that no one told me about? ::Glances at his senior staff.::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Writing in her padd ::

William Chocox: ((his? ::raised eyebrow::))

Cptn Swain: Rex> We were just discussing a Class L star nearby.

Cptn Swain: Swain> :feels disturbance in the force::

William Chocox: Is it a star? I thought you just said most Class-Ls aren't.

Cptn Swain: Rex> Well, not technically. I mean they are giant balls of extremely hot gas.

William Chocox: A Starfleet admiral? All the way out here?

Maryse Dubois: ::Snickers::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Getting a feel for the bridge ::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene shakes her head. :: "Nevermind. I've got a search pattern plan for us for the sector, Commander. I don't think we'll find any admirals out here, though. Maybe a Romulan one."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Clears throat.:: Let's not speak of those that shall not be named, lest they hear us.

William Chocox: ::looks around:: Anyone here have a secret they want to tell us?

Cptn Swain: Rex> I heard a rumor we're getting new uniforms soon. Friend back at HQ said they started rolling them out.

William Chocox: ((Which ones are we wearing now?))

Cptn Swain: ((We're still wearing the grey's from DS9/Movies, but I think we should get the flashback ones from Picard, because they look cool. ))

Cptn Swain: ((Not because I am blowing up Romulus tho.))

William Chocox: Pity, I really like these ones.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Nods:: But you know it is. Someone at HQ gets a bee up their rear and *waves hands*

Irene Mincine: "I always liked the old red-and-white turtlenecks in the museum in San Francisco. They look warm."

Indaura Ryssan: :: Writing more things down ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Moves to his usual seat, but doesn't boot Rex out of the big chair. He liked his chair better. It was already broken in. and fit his tush.::

Cptn Swain: Rex> The bell bottoms though.

Irene Mincine: "I mean they're not *perfect* but..." :: She picks one of the six PADDs she's got and brings it to Stanton. :: "Ahem. Commander, here's my survey plan for the Agape sector. It's a normal spiral pattern that hits all the highlights - pulsars, quasars, systems that may have M-class planets."

William Chocox: Loads better than those jumpsuits from just before the turtlenecks.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances up and takes Mincine's padd with a nod.:: Thank you, Ensign. Do you have a proposed route mapped that would satisfy our biggest Science nerd?

Irene Mincine: :: She points to the other five PADDs she has on her console. :: "I have proposed routes all over the floor. That one's my recommendation."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Good. I'll pass it along. ::Glanced up at her.:: How did you enjoy your visit to the Starbase?

Indaura Ryssan: :: Sits in the back of the bridge, observing ::

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Glances to the status monitor::

Irene Mincine: :: Hmph. :: "I stopped by the Klingon consulate and got a boring letter from my mother about Great House politics. I got some new earrings in the shopping area. I drank only water at the bar."

William Chocox: Great House politics huh?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> I was pleased to not get any frantic reports of brawls or damaged property. ::He passes the padd back over after sending himself the route she suggested.::

Irene Mincine: :: Nod. :: "She's a member of the House of Morvath, which means I'm a member of the House of Morvath. We haven't had a seat on the council in decades, though." :: She takes back the padd. :: "I *can* behave myself, sir."

William Chocox: Sometimes I wish I'd get a report about Reynolds doing something. I'm still surprised that the man joined Starfleet and got himself posted here.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> I figured you could, but I just needed to see it for myself.

Irene Mincine: "Hmph. I do plan on making Lieutenant before the age of 50, after all."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Trying out different variations of replicated water because the usual one tasted odd. For fun.::

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Smirks:: Well Ensign, I made Lieutenant Commander and look at me.

Cptn Swain: (( two minute warning ))

William Chocox: Even if you blow up the entire EPS conduit system of the starship you're on you can become a Chief Engineer.

William Chocox: Not that I would have personal experience about that.

Irene Mincine: "Fortunately, I'm not in charge of explosive plasma. Well, I'm... usually not..."

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Nods solemnly::

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM