Pirate Sighting (part 2)

Posted on Fri Dec 9th, 2011 @ 12:57pm by Lieutenant Commander Delon Tovan & Lieutenant Cassandra Levue & Captain Thayne 'Blackbeard' Kilgore & Morgana Frey & Lieutenant Jourdan Abbott & Ensign Robert Tyler

980 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: The Race for the Lost Treasure
Location: Calypso

[Continued...]

ON

== Calypso ==

Levue nodded to Tovan. "Distress call from the shuttle. Executing Levue Improv Alpha. Helm, kindly coordinate." She said, nodding to Tovan.

"Ensign Tyler to Lieutenant Levue, and Captain York. Permission to break up the away team, for efficiency purposes?" Levue's comm-badge spoke.

"Given our current tactical status, I'm going to have to over-ride that, Mister Tyler. The Calypso may not be able to rescue you, in a quick, and orderly manner. I still leave it to Captain's discretion, of course, but that's my two penny's worth." She responded quickly. She tapped her comm-badge, and then addressed it. "Attention, Shuttle team, Kindly take yourself down to less than 1000 meters, the USS Calypso is now defined as a combat zone." His console came to life, speaking in Levue's voice.

The ship moved, quickly, between the shuttle, and the opposing vessel. "Torpedoes away. Phasers at maximum damage harmonization in three...two... one... and, phasers in range. Firing."

The larger vessel was blasted, hard.

Jourdan who had by now arrived on the bridge ran over to the engineering console.
"Commander, I believe we can beam the people on the shuttle aboard" she said simply. "However we would take us a few seconds to re-engage shields" Jourdan explained. "Either that, or we can pull in that shuttle with a tractor beam, but we will need to get closer to maintain a lock" Jourdan explained.

"They've still got weapons, nimrod." Levue muttered. "Combat regulations specifically state that we cannot lower shields, to beam anything aboard, or draw a vessel into the shuttle bay, with a tractor beam, while a direct threat to civilians, or combat officers, while an opposing vessel has weapons capacity, and has not responded to any attempt at communication, hail, or cease fire. Secondly, I want them in, via tractor beam, so we can have an appropriate response on the shuttle deck, namely bio-decontamination routines, and an appropriate security response. Kindly leave the tactical strategy to the strategic officers, Lieutenant Abbott."

"Well not to alarm you, but the shuttle seems to be entering the atmosphere. Their engines are damaged and they have no way of stopping, when they hit the ground, if thats a warp capable shuttle I don't want to be around when it impacts the surface. One hell of a bang" Jourdan said simply leaning on the engineering console. "This ship can take a few shots, this is a Galaxy Class Starship, she can take a beating, if we can save those people we can reinforce our hull while we re-charge the sheilds and get those people aboard, but of course thats upto you isn't it!" Jourdan snapped back, she turned back to the console and muttered several things under her breath.

"Tractor Beam engaged." Levue said, in direct response. "And, YOU do not get to decide when it is an appropriate time to disengage shields, that is Tactical, and the active duty officer's job. While, indeed, we will not be destroyed by a few shots, we may sustain damage, causing loss of compression on decks which may result in lives lost. Do you want those lives on your hands?"

"Why not leave the engineering side to me, I know what this ship can take. And you do not, I'll be in engineering. If you need me I suggest you come down and find me, and just remember Lieutenant that I'm a rank above you" Jourdan said and then walked briskly off the bridge.

"To the contrary, while you may know what this ship can take, Lieutenant Jourdan, you do not know what they opposing ship can dish out. For all you know, that vessel could have a transwarp drive, Ionnic Particle Cannons, and an over-powered screen-ripping beam weapon. For, all we know, they could actually be an actual fight for this ship. If you can not speak with the responsibility of your pip, you will be addressed, appropriately." Levue said, in response.

"Yeah yeah, whatever" Jourdan said as the doors of the turbolift swished closed.

"Mister Jourdan, you are hereby ordered to appear before a captain's mast, to be set at a late date, for desertion of an active bridge post during a combat scenario, without summoning a relief, or giving a. Adequate reason to the active duty officer. " Levue said, before the lift doors closed.

===S.S. Blackheart===

The Blackheart shook violently. The ships shields was brought down significantly as the stress caused consoles to explode. "Captain! Shields are down to 20%! Return fire, Captain?." The tactical officer yelled from his console as the Captain steadied himself in his chair.

Kilgore let out a slight growl. His concern for his daughter had now grown more then it was when this started. He gripped onto the arms as he shot his head over to tactical. "No!" He yelled back as the crew took a moment to process it. Kilgore looked around as the Helmsman steadied the ship. "Helm! Proceed to the designated quadrants! Warp 5! Now!"

The helmsman began to work franticly at the console as the ship began to turn starboard. It began to lurk forward and then went into warp. The ship would stretch out and then vanish.

== Calypso ==

The Calypso crew watched as the attacking vessel turned around and headed out of the sector.

"Bring the shuttle into the main shuttle bay." Tovan said as he got up from the chair. "I want a Marine team and a medical team in the main shuttle bay." He ordered not speaking to anyone directly. The bridge crew knew what to do. He walked over to the ready room door. "Lieutenant Levue, see me for a moment."

OFF

Lieutenant Commander Delon Tovan
Acting XO

Lieutenant Cassandra Levue
Chief Science/Tactical Officer

Lieutenant Jourdan Abbott
Chief Engineer

Ensign Robert Tyler
Security Officer

Captain Thayne 'Blackbeard' Kilgore
Pirate Captain

Morgana Frey
Pirate XO

Tatiana (NPC)
Science Officer

 

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