USS Manticore, 12/11/23, 10:00 PM ET

December 13, 2023

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USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 12/11/2023 9:10 PM and 12/11/2023 10:08 PM

Alright, so, just a reminder, it's been two years since we last saw our characters and we're on the new Manticore B. There's some upgrades but overall she looks a lot of the same. For anyone that has a fun idea to incorporate into the new ship, let me know and we'll see if it's something to put in or not.

9:10 PM

Let's get started!

and I am not there

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= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1248, STARDATE 52312.11 = starfleet

= The year is 2374 and Manticore has just finished her shakedown cruise. As they prepare to send her fully into service, Manticore returns to Starbase -REDACTED- to be fitted with her brand new PK module. It's Tuesday, after all. Meanwhile, Kansas, on her new assignment as head of Presidential security, escorts the Federation President to Earth's Lunar colony for a diplomatic conference. As he prepares his speech Kansas does one final check for anything suspicious. And Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with an old friend and continue their search for -REDACTED-. = starfleet

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9:11 PM

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::working in the astrometrics lab::

:: tapping panels in Engineering ::

::on the bridge, looking over the new Manticore tactical stations::

:: Tapping away at Ops ::

::clad in a Cardassian military uniform, Gul rank insignia, in his small office in the Central Command::

::Sitting in the new Science officer office, trying to figure out what's not comfortable about the new... everything::

::in sickbay, looking over medical records::

::thinking in his head:: This uniform is so uncomfortable, not like Starfleet uniforms, how i miss them...

She still looks new.. Bridge safe mugs..

::by now pretty familiar with the fancy astrometrics lab and most everything else science has to offer::

:::Sends teams out to double double check locations::

9:16 PM

KARL> :::In a sour mood at Tac::

::looking over reports on the war and their recent loss of Terok Nor, again::

Captain's log, Stardate 52312.11. We're arriving to Starbase REDACTED again. Finally, we're ending this long ass shake down cruise. They said it's because they're putting in new tech into an old shell and wanted to make sure everything worked properly. I just think Jaffee wanted us out of the way for a while. ::scratching can be heard on the recording:: And these damned uniforms are so itchy. Why do they keep changing these things?! Ugh, anyway... I don't know what we'll be doing after this, hopefully something interesting. Having this much time to think is dangerous. I keep thinking about all the woulda, coulda, shouldas and it's frustrating as hell. I'm just ready to move on with things. My hope is we get this new PK module and go fight the Dominion, I need some action already. Computer end log.

::performing a stellar scan of the area of space they're travelling in, looking around the 360 degree panorama of the region of space::

::Stops the waiter who is about to enter the Pres. lounge... double checks the food.. thats a bite from the fruit and then lets him in::

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::looks at Karl:: Buck up.

::talking with his speech writing about some final edits::

Lt. Banks> Commander, checkllist complete we are ready for whatever they chose to do with us. :: hands PADD to Callista ::

:: Working in engineering ::

:: inspects work :: Thank you Lieutenant.

::Pops her head into the Pres Room:: food is here... I can send him off if it is not a good time

::adjusts the now blue collar of her grey uniform:: Not the most comfortable thing in the galaxy. Maybe I just need more time to get used to it.

9:20 PM

::a junior science officer nods in agreement::

::picards his uniform:: I am still getting use to this uniform.

::Stands up and puts his knee on the chair, trying to squish the padding down a bit more::

::comparing crew roster and medical records, making sure everyone's physicals are up to date::

:: stands :: Glad to see we will soon equipped to take the fight to the Dominion. :: has internal reservations she does not show to the Lieutenant ::

::walks out of his ready room and on to the bridge; looks around and doesn't see Bren:: McFly to Commander +Faliver+, why aren't you on the bridge? (edited)

:: Pushes the chime to the Gul's office door and waits ::

Come.

::looks at McFly:: Hello Captain.

Lt Banks> :: departs back to her work station ::

::walks over to EJ:: Commander. Did Bren at least leave you in charge?

:: Steps in as the door slides open, giving Faldek a nod ::

::looks at him confused:: I haven't seen him sir.

:: Follows Faldek ::

::rolls his eyes:: ...You have the bridge. I think he's hiding again. ::heads to the TL::

Aye aye.

:: Raised an eyebrow, still tapping away at Ops, checking through the ships systems ::

+McFly+ Captain, just trying to make this chair comfortable, it takes a long time to get a good, uh, groove in it hehe. I can head up there shortly if needed

::the nameplate on his desk reads Ruad Khott::

::waves his hand to come in but only barely removes his attention from his speech writer:: No-no it's fine.

::walks over to Ops:: How are the upgrades coming along?

::Enter the room::

::checks the time, and closes down the stellar map:: +Bren+ Sorenson to Bren... just finished up testing stellar cartography. Everything looks good here, everything works fine.

Gul Khott, you are looking very tired.

:::Keeps an eye the the wait staff::

::rides the TL to the chief science deck; hears Bren's comm but walks down the hall anyway; walks into the science bay and sees Bren "adjusting" himself:: You know, Commander, there's a chair up top that needs a new butt groove just as badly.

:: Looks up from Ops for a moment :: The upgrades appear to be coming along fine, Commander.

Just these reports coming in about the recent loss of Terok Nor.

::Startles BIGLY and stands up, almost falls over:: Captain! (edited)

::nods and heads to sit in the CC:: Excellent.

Ah yes....that... such a terrible loss...

::takes a bite of one of the smaller options but continues to work on the speech::

::stands up, pulling a device out that was hidden under his desk and scans the room for listening devices::

:: Nods ::

::exits stellar cartography and heads to the turbolift::

:: watches Faldek ::

:: Nods :: Indeed, Commander.

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: Security Agent keeps an eye on the President ::

::finishes his scan:: Okay, I'm still only hearing rumors about the reason we were sent here. Have either of you found anything? (edited)

:::Sends one of the more smarter officers to go and inspect the Auditorium and potium:::

::heads up to the bridge to take her seat at Science II::

::amused look on his face:: I get it, when I was first put in a command position I was nervous too. But I need an XO and you're the senior most bridge officer. I need you to take the reigns... At least for now.

:: Looks at Faldek and crosses his arms :: Not a thing...

::Opens her Tric and double scans for listing devices or anything abnormal::

::Blinks a few times, jaw moves a bit without sound::

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: More of a Physical force on the Security Detail...but skilled nonetheless ::

::crosses his leg:: At least we aren't in battle...yet.

I mean a year... all we have is whispers. Even the Order wasn't this good at keeping a secret, let alone military intelligence.

::Pretends to speak to himself:: When the hell did I convince people I was command material, it must have been a joke gone wrong...

::Tugs on her Dress uniform... the joys of Dress::

:: Raised an eyebrow :: I am hoping it will be quite some time before that happens... sir.

Bren Faliver

::Pretends to speak to himself:: When the hell did I convince people I was command material, it must have been a joke gone wrong...

((We can share the responsibility lol))

Lt. Cmdr EJ Pilot

((We can share the responsibility lol))

((You joke...))

Well, I will head up the bridge right now, Captain. Breaking in this chair will be a long term effort.

::Nods to Ryan:: Everything looking well I hope

::checks sensor readings of the area, sees we're headed back now. Glad to be going back to the star base.:: (edited)

::walks over, puts his hand on Bren's shoulder:: I wouldn't have chosen you if I didn't think you were up to it.

Captain McFly

((You joke...))

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:: arms still crossed :: Agreed...

:: Violet enters :: "You have been here for hours."

Besides, it's only until Faldek gets back... assuming he's not dead already.

Captain McFly

::walks over, puts his hand on Bren's shoulder:: I wouldn't have chosen you if I didn't think you were up to it.

I appreciate that, boss, but I will note you DID just say you had few options right now ::Smile:: Much as we haven't always gotten along, I hope Faldek is alive and well....

9:35 PM

.... because if anyone gets to kill him, it should be me!

::hoping Kansas is doing okay::

::completes review of medical records, nods as they all appear to be up to date::

:::Takes the glass from the waiter, sniffs it... then hands it to the President:: Sir

I hope to be there to see it. ::smiles and walks out of the office with Bren::

James Ryan (Moon)> :: responds quietly to Kansas without taking his eye off the President :: Just the usual gaseous anomalies when the President consumes his leafy greens ...

Well whatever they are trying to steal ... ::pounds his fist on the desk::

oh-oh, thank you. ::takes the glass without much thought::

I wonder if we could get a chair like the command chair at Tactical. ::grins::

(w) I will never understand the "Green Juice" thing

::knocks on the door:: We're ready in two minutes!

:: jumps ::

::Half opens the door:: I will let you know when we are ready

9:38 PM

::Closes door::

James Ryan ( Moon ) :: does a half smile ::

:: Raised an eyebrow at E.J.'s mention of the chair ::

:::Leans down to the President:: Sir, if you like we can start in about 2 minute

:: Looks at Faldek as he pounded his fist ::

Sorry. I do not enjoy being here. I left for a reason.

"Do you like my uniform?"

::annoyed sighs; talks on her comm device to the producers about that grumpy security agent again::

::walks onto the bridge and sits down at helm::

:: to Violet :: "It's provisional, special circumstances."

KARL> Goes over his way to clean console again::

:: Sighs :: Well, the way things are these days, I do not enjoy it here either..

::hears Kansas but takes a second for it to register:: Oh... oh yes, of course. ::finalizes his speech with the writer then prepares himself.

::steps out of the TL onto the bridge and walks halfway to Science-1 before making a big curve back toward the Big Chair::

::looks over to Sanchez:: Crew...Petty Officer Sanchez, welcome to the bridge.

ACTION> MANTICORE DROPS OUT OF WARP AND ARRIVES AT STARBASE REDACTED

::exits his office in sickbay and heads over to medical supply storage to do inventory::

Perhaps it's time we got a little more proactive. Unfortunately with the increased presence of the Dominion being that Terok Nor is not war HQ anymore, it might make this a little more dangerous.

::glances back at the starbase::

:: notes the powerdown of the core systems :: Alrighty time for docking procedures. :: gets to work ::

::smiles watching Bren; proud of the fact he didn't have to physically turn him this time::

Arriving at Starbase <Redacted> ...

+McFly+ Captain, we're on approach to the starbase.

:::Hands him a fresh glass of water as always and then takes his PADD:: your speech sound on point Sir

::walks over to Pilot:: Thanks commander!

((I didn't see Bren brought yall to the bridge my bad))

9:44 PM

::stands from the CC and heads to Tactical:: You're welcome sir! (edited)

James Ryan (Moon) :: takes a position near the door ::

Agreed, these Jem'Hadar will shoot first and ask questions... well, never...

KARL> ::Steps to the console behind EJ::

:: Taps away at Ops, preparing for docking ::

:: approaches Erich Jaenke 's office :: Commander, we have arrived at Starbase.

Perhaps we will do an inspection of the military intelligence complex tomorrow...

::taps on his console getting ready to get us docked when ordered::

:: Nods:: That would be a good place to start...

:::opens the door for the President::

:: Still taping away at Ops ::

::takes a long sip:: ...I appreciate that Commander. You know I really do enjoy these diplomatic events. Where we're trying to bring the galaxy together in peace. War. ::looks over to Kansas:: I don't like war. I know no one does, but... ::leans in:: I don't say this to a lot of people, I never expected anything like this to happen when I was elected. We may not have been in perfect peace, but our mission was to unite the galaxy and bring paradise to every world, not just on Earth. ::sighs:: Now it seems, the entire Alpha Quadrant is falling apart. And I'm just not sure what to do about it.

9:47 PM

::takes a deep breath and nods to Kansas; then walks out the door and heads towards the stage::

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: overhears the conversation...but says nothing. He's just there to protect::

you are doing a great Job sir...

It might get dicey, it's slightly out of my scope of command, would be better if I were a Legate but I guess Starfleet Intelligence couldn't kidnap one of them without someone noticing.

James Ryan (Moon)> :: AA and walks with the President ::

:::Stays on his Six::

James Ryan ( Moon) :: to the President's right ::

::relaxes slightly as the ship arrives::

:: Eyes Faldek :: Well, we don't give them the chance to question your authority...

:::Scans the room with her eyes::

Correct, we are supposed to be there. ::winks::

Exactly..

Alright Sanchez, prepare to... ::looks over at Bren:: ...Would you like to give the command, uh... commander?

::hovering his finger over the command button::

:::Hates speeches:::

::Strikes a ridiculous pose, like he's striding up a mountain. Not for the first time, it helps him with the discomfort of authority:: Make it engage!

Ok well get back to your jobs, we'll meet here tomorrow morning at 0630.

::looks at Bren, shakes his head::

::smiles::

::covers his mouth to hide his huge smile::

James Ryan (Moon) > :: keeps his eyes peeled as the President gets to his position ::

::makes it engage, pressing the button::

::Mouths at Pilot 'was the foot in the air too much?'::

::clears his throat; leans in and whispers:: Um, Bren, we're docking.

:::Scans the room again, checking to make sure her people are in the correct positions::

:: Gives a nod, then turns :: I will see you then... :: Walks out of the office and vanishes down the hall ::

::waits for his introduction then takes the stage::

Just a tad...its okay.

Don't we engage the docking clamps?

::::Clapps with everyone else::

Eventually. It's a starbase, they pretty much automate everything anymore.

James Ryan ( Moon ) > :: takes his designated position...surveying the scene ::

::Looks out at the viewscreen::

::goes back to his chair and takes a seat, picking up another PADD in the inbox and goes over the information contained within::

::starts with a joke then transitions into a heartfelt person experience then talks about how it relates to the Federations pursuit of peace across the quadrant then reluctantly lets that lead into the Dominion war::

:::Scans the room again... has an odd feeling::

:: Listens to Bren and McFly, eyebrow raised ::

James Ryan ( Moon ) :: has heard the war is going bad.....but that is not his job to express ::

Mr Harnett, confirm installation orders for our new PK with the starbase engineering team.

And as long as this station doesn't message us, we should be fine. Since we are at Starbase BFE.

:: Taps away :: Aye, sir, confirming with the Starbase engineering team.

OK, ok. ::Stands normally:: Pilot, please take us in, quarter impulse max speed to our assigned hangar, prepare ship for external power feeds, and notify Engineering of the option to attach umbilical.

Lt Node, we are to run protocol Aegis at this time. :: looks to Node who does a brief smile :: Aye Ma'am..I'll pass the word.

::delegates::

::comes across a report about Ferengi on Empok Nor:: Oh Quark you sly man...

:::Nods to a side officer to do another round::

::to Faliver:: Commander we're all set.

Excellent, thank you. Now just stick the landing and we should be in good shape.

:::knows that they find her annoying or over bearing::

::working on inventory of medical supplies::

::trying to not laugh::

James Ryan (Moon) > :: remains still...he is a couple feet from the President ..and must be quick to protect at a moment's notice...even if he gets killed ::

::to Faliver:: We're already docked sir.

"What is it?"

:::Trusts Ryan more than the rest, nods to him in comfirmation::

Petty Officer Sanchez

::to Faliver:: We're already docked sir.

((Oh, then that was a mistake of the player and not the character. Faliver was trying to be funny, not incompetent))

((That's my fault, I had him say it because I thought it was funny.

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+ Bridge + Tyrel here....Engineering confirms successful docking.. Umbilicals engaged.

ACTION> KANSAS TAKES NOTE OF A QUICK SPARKLY FROM THE UPPER RAFTERS

Ah well apparently Quark and his band of magnificent Ferengi thwarted a plot to kidnap his mother and ruined the plans of a Vorta and the Jem'Hadar... (edited)

((And I decided to delegate .. ))

(time )

((Where did the hour ago whoa))

((Damn, no idea))

(gnight must jet )

((Later Cali))

::Dashes forward and pulls the pres down:::

ACTION> A POWERFUL DISRUPTER BOLT FIRES FROM THE RAFTERS AS KANSAS DIVES FOR THE PRESIDENT

10:04 PM

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Alright our first night in 2374. KK, Komments?

nice work on the new girl

TBS will be immediate. Expect a hefty response from Starfleet.

10:05 PM

Questions or Comments?

10:06 PM

If nothing then I ask, WHY DID THEY MAKE THESE NEW UNIFORMS SO ITCHY??!!... DISMISSED!!!

Goodnight, good job, and good week all yall

later dudes

Night folks!

NIte nite Peeps

Goodnight!

Night folks!

McFly

Nighters

Night

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