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Awaking the Beast

Posted on Fri Jun 8th, 2018 @ 7:39pm by David Hawkins & Lieutenant Colonel Jonathon Hayter [Hawkins] & Commander Mercia Kavi & Lieutenant Commander Halan Zeti & Lieutenant JG Paula Winchester & Lieutenant JG Theodore Treadagar IV & Lieutenant Lixor Nabohn & Lieutenant Commander Mel Torma

Mission: New Horizon
Location: Bridge - U.S.S. Resolute

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It didn't take long for the Resolute to be launched and be under way. With the ship's stealth technology, it allowed for the Intrepid class starship to fly by with minimal detection by the patriots that had taken parts of Memphis Island. It was a quite and relaxing time for the crew, for the first time in a while, as the crew got used to life on the Resolute. It wasn't home, but it was a nice temporary location as the Gladiator was to be worked upon. It was, now, only a matter of time as they figured out what to do when it came to fixing the timeline.

The hum of the warp engines were minimal but the sight on the view screen of the stars flying by was a sight for sore eyes. They were truly space bound once again in a more normal fashion. David sat in the Captain's chair and to his left was Mercia in the first officer chair. It was modified to have a new 3rd chair to the right of him and the chairs more compacted to handle the updated version, but it was empty for now.

Mercia looked down at the padd on her lap, "It feels good..." she commented. "To be flying again." she said.

"To say the least," David remarked as he leaned back in the chair and relaxed for the first time in a while. "I'd say the rest of the group feel the same as well."

Zeti made a gagging sound from the engineering station until they turned to look at her and she shrugged, "I either have a hair ball or you two are being far too sentimental, I'll let you pick. We should be reaching the Gladiator soon, right? I wanna see my girl and her ample nacelles again."

"I swear all of you.." Theo said with a chuckle as he sipped his ever present Cheerwine glass. "I'm just happy to be back with the best bunch of screwballs I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Now to figure out how to use that ship Zeti and I found.." He said as he began working up designs and details at his station.

Mercia looked back towards engineering station. "I'm getting old Zeti. Sentiment comes with age." she looked back at David, "Come to think of it... its gross. I'm done with sentiment. Who wants to pick a fight? I'm sure there are lots of crime lords around we could pick a fight with."

And that's when the turbolift doors swished open, and the twin forms of Mel Torma walked onto the bridge. Each of them was holding a mug, steam rolling off the warm beverage within each. One smelled decidedly of cinnamon, while the other was a more exotic spice. Exotic, in the sense that no human, vulcan, or andorian nose had ever smelled it. A spice from another world.

Both of them also wore the brightest, widest grins on their faces which only widened as each of them took a synchronized sip from their respective mugs. Whatever it was, it made their tails twitch in a way that only a Happy Dalacari (tm) would go through. "Oh, oh I missed this.." one said in a tone that only could be described as pure bliss.

"Not only is Tee Eee Thirty Seventy Five fully operational, not only is it working in tandem with zero issues or conflicts with the main computer system, but it came with fabricator recipes for..."

"... seven hundred and fifty Dalacari cuisine variants. And spices.... I missed thurru root, and I almost forgot that I missed it." she mused. "In a few days, it'll know my eating habits and my beverage..."

"... preferences, and I won't even have to ASK the replicators. It'll just know." she was practically dancing, the thought of a slight return to the life of luxury. The promise of semi-decadence. Then she seemed to remember she was on the Bridge of a Very Official Starship, and reeled herself in.

"I mean, it's good to be back on a well maintained and well staffed starship. A credit to the fleet." she raised her mugs, "Replicators are operational, and within Starfleet regulations and capacities."

Lixor carried a faint smile as he listened to the conversations. He nodded his consent to their conclusions, "well it's nice to know when you go to use something it's going to work."

"I think we need to get the Gladiator back on her feet before we go gutting pirate scum, Commander," Zeti smiled. "It is nice Lixor, we're starting to feel whole again."

The blue man smiled at Zeti and nodded, "I sort of liked the challenge though, for a while."

Paula walked into the bridge and took her station at Tactical and said" Boy is it good to be back in uniform" as she flexed her arm that had been repaired by Alex, She thought' What a excellent job he did on my arm' as she coiled her fingers into a fist and back out again. She also knew that she would have hand exercise to do as well to help her get back to normal and as well practice on the Target range.

"You know," David looked over his shoulder at Paula and raised an eye brow as she was one of view which were wearing uniforms. He and others were still in civilian attire and wasn't about to change. It wasn't that they didn't want to. But at this time, all he wanted was people to be comfortable and recharged as they prepped to get things going once again. "You are not required to wear a uniform."

"I hate to cut everyone short," John Hayter called out from the helm station as he allowed for his hands to manipulate the controls as if it were an art form. "Preparing to drop out of warp."

With that announcement, the crew looked up from their controls as the flyby partials and stars dissipated and a nebula came into view before them engulfing the complete the majority of the view screen. Hawkins nodded to Hayter as though to give the order to enter the nebula. As they did, Hawkins entered into the key pad a set of commands before the Resolute's sensors were brought online emitting a slight pulse. "Sorry, Theo and Zeti. We programmed the shuttles that are tethered to the Gladiator to keep the ship moving slowly inside the nebula to keep her hidden from any pirates," the captain explained as the ship slowly entered the nebula.

"Got a lock on the beacon," John called out as he rotated the ship and slowed the speed of the ship even more to almost as the ship was inching its way to its destination.

External search lights were activated as the Resolute came within range. She was still as they had left her. Looking at her now, it was if she was just hibernating and it was time to bring her to life. David took in a deep breath and stood up as he walked over behind Hayter. He took in the view of his ship before them for a moment before he started to call out orders.

"Alrighty people. Its time. Zeti and Theo, get prepped and transport all auxilary power supplies that we brought with us and get them installed. First priority is power to the cryo systems and life support. From there, I leave it in your capable hands. Let Hayter know which air lock you want the Resolute hooked to and we will move things by hand if needed. All other personal, get to your respective areas on the Gladiator and get whatever gear we may need on the Resolute until she is back up and running. Once Zeti gives the green light to get her moving to Memphis Island, we will break up in teams to get her back safely for further repairs. Until then, we get the rest of our crew out of cryo and caught up on things. Questions?"

Another swig from both mugs, another twitch running down along her spines. Though, at the question of questions, both instances of Mel shook their heads, "No, no questions here."

Theo chuckled a bit as he sipped his Cheerwine yet again. "What is the airspeed of an unladen swallow?"

Alrighty..." David looked around at the group and shook his head with a slight grin. "Let's get going."

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Captain David Hawkins
Commanding Officer
U.S.S. Gladiator-A

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Lieutenant Lixor Neubohn
Chief Science Officer
U.S.S. Gradiator-A

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Lieutenant JG Mel Torma
Assistant Science Officer
USS Gladiator-A

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Lieutenant Theodore Treadagar IV
Chief of Operations
U.S.S. Gladiator-A

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And Others!!!

 

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