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((Holodeck 1, Deck 6, USS Atlantis)) :: After completing his discussion with Lt. Logan, Knight had just managed to make it to his holo deck program on schedule. Sparring with the holo program never seemed to get easier he thought as he parried and traded blows with a simulated human opponent. He suspected his days as a novice were nearing an end and the term sex might be more accurate. The match was interrupted as his holo instructor called for a halt and he and his opponent withdrew from each other keeping their guards up. :: Fiore: Excellent :: Clapping his hands together :: that is all for today, in our next lesson we will cover counters with daggers Knight: thank you, Fiore :: He said as he swung his sword upon his shoulder and exited the holo deck. Headed back to his quarters for a quick sonic shower and change into his uniform. He had just enough time left to perform his own sweep of Atlantis before its arrival at the Caraadain winter festival. All he would need would be his equipment in Science lab 13 and his favorite music program. He still Found it funny that the ships intelligence office was on of all places deck number 13, unlucky 13 that is. :: ((Science lab 13, Deck 13, USS Atlantis)) :: Compiling security reports and starting one of his favorite lists of classical earth music, making mental notes to check certain areas in person.But the majority of his security sweep consisted of a sweep of the main computer systems which triggered two separate security alarms both of which he reported immediately as false alarms. He was sure to catch heat from Lt Danara because of this maybe even from the XO. But unauthorized intruders would find it much harder to access the Atlantis computer system and might even trigger a trace back program, that would plant a tracer virus in the computer of origin. It was always better to ask forgiveness than permission he thought as he triggered another alarm. :: Knight: =/\= Knight to security, disregard system computer alarm =/\= Porus: Response Knight: =/\= Understood, won't happen again =/\= Porus: Response :: Just as well he thought, he had just completed his sweep of the ships computer system.:: o0 Almost, done now just for some final touches. 0o :: Standing from his console and stretching, he grabbed his PADD and strode into the corridor. Returning moments later. :: Knight: Computer, end music program Knight 1 (( Deck 4, Corridor )) :: Walking along the corridors of deck with his PADD in hand he couldn't help but hum to himself as he made it to the last check on his list. Shore leave would start soon and he looked forward to experiencing Caraadain culture customs himself,he had made no concrete plans but would roll with the punches and would remain flexible as the time at the festival moved along. Everything is in order here he noted as he inspected a access console to one of the ships secondary systems, it never hurt to double check he thought. Checking the time on his PADD he noted he had just enough time make it to a veiw port, before the ship was scheduled to go on blue alert. Taking off down the corridor to reach one of the view ports on the deck. He just made it in time for the blue alert to sound. :: Brell: =/\= Brell to all decks, Blue Alert, we are preparing to land the ship, report to your code blue stations. =/\= :: The Atlantis made its decent through the atmosphere, the beauty of the landscape was notable as snow covered mountains dominated the terrain. Taking note of a group of fighters paralleling their course, he could almost see in the closet one's [...]pit and would swear the Caraadain inside was looking at him. The Caraadian military presence at the event was certain to be a large one, as it was a show of not only force against the Valcarians but a symbolic show of independence form them as well. He also noted a large portion of the colony seemed to without power, no doubt the cause of the Caraadian request for aid. There was little doubt in his mind that the Valcarains were not involved in this in some way. The Fighters broke off as the Atlantis made its touch down on one of the larger landing pads. :: o0 Time to start the festival 0o Ensign Knight Intelligence Officer U.S.S Atlantis A239412DK0

((USS Atlantis, Main Engineering - Deck 11)) ::Bags under his eyes, Ensign Valin Dermont looked even grumpier than usual. He had his coffee set off to the side, daring anyone to challenge him that it wasn't supposed to be there. The warp temperature had continued to rise another three degrees, and while still not threatening, he just didn't want to push it much longer.:: ::All of engineering was abuzz with movement. Ensign T'Bel was still MIA as she set herself towards the task of getting her mind right. He could sympathize with that. Anytime Dermont almost died, he liked to take a bit and get his mind right, too.:: oO Of course, we usually do it with an ale or three. Oo ::Ensign Dia was on standby with two teams of technicians. They were going to patch into the colony's power system with a lots of cables and a power converter based on the specs sent by the Caraadians. The younger engineer was to get them set up ASAP. If the situation was as bad as Dermont had heard, they were going to be lighting fires in the streets to see soon.:: Dermont: Alright now. Last checks. ::Pointing to a young man idling too long.:: Get with all teams and make sure everyone's in place! I'm sure everything's workin', but I want tech teams within arms reach of anythin' we might need to bang with a hammer durin' descent! ::The young man nodded nervously and walked away, tapping his commbadge. Dermont almost wanted to grin. That particular crewman had been here at least a year longer than Dermont...:: oO Oh, but I went to that fancy officer school! Oo ::He stood over his console, with two crewmen close by. He would call out for a number every few minutes, making sure his reading aligned with theirs. Occasionally, he would ask for a tweak to a variable and they would nod and get it done. He rubbed his eyes, grabbed his coffee and stepped away. They were as ready as they could be. He sipped his coffee as he stared as the slow pulsing glow of the core, letting the minutes count down.:: Brell: =/\= Brell to Engineering, we are approaching Tiruelle. Please take the warp core offline, vent all plasma from the nacelles and standby to engage atmospheric thrusters. =/\= ::He strutted over to the warp console as he tapped his commbadge.:: Dermont: =/\= Aye, Captain. =/\= ::As he brought up the display to shut down sequence, he glanced wildly about, he eyes darting and glaring.:: Dermont: Alright, that's our song! Get movin'! Yelchin, double check the core stabilization durin' shutdown. We're had a temperature increase and I can't pin down the problem yet. Novek, begin plasma vent, and make sure McGregor's team is visually checking to make sure the valves are open! Last week diasnostics had the port nacelle's plasma flow a little under-pressured... Brell: =/\= Brell to all decks, Blue Alert, we are preparing to land the ship, report to your code blue stations. =/\= ::The running lights about engineering began to flash a deep blue.:: ::The orders rattled off one by one, with Dermont trusting the team leaders to keep their techs on task. He wasn't worried. This group of engineers had worked so long without a chief, they had long-ago learned to rely on each other. His shouting was more for his benefit than theirs.:: ::He stood there and watched as the core's glow faded and then went dark. He glanced over at crewman Yelchin and received a thumbs up. Dermont's eyes strayed to Novek, and the young vulcan nodded. A quick look at the screen, everything went just fine.:: Dermont: =/\= Engineerin' to bridge. We're all ready down here. =/\= ::Dermont took another sip of his coffee as he headed back over to the large display he was using earlier. It gave him at a glance the most important numbers. He gave himself a small smile the was mostly hidden under his beard as everything fell into place.:: oO Thirty-six hours of non-stop...even Novek looked ready for a nap and vulcans hardly even needed sleep! Worth it. Oo ::The was a small and rumble as they went into the upper atmosphere. The deck plating beneath his feet seemed to rumble. He had landed his old hauler a thousand times, but never something as large as the Atlantis. There was a nervousness through the crew. This was new for everyone, it seemed. The rumble subsided quickly and everyone took a moment to exhale. The atmospheric thrusters kicked one as one and he watched on the screen as power levels dipped just a bit as the thrusters did their job and slow the intrepid down through the skies of Tiruelle.:: oO I'm sure it's a beautiful sight, coming in through the clouds...wait...what's that? Oo ::The temperature in thrusters two and six were spiking on his screen. Before he could open his mouth, Yelchin called out.:: Yelchin: Sir! We're got sudden power surges to the thruster! Dermont: Where's it coming' from? Yelchin: Look like a regulator failed from power junction oh-six on the secondary grid! ::Dermont glanced at the spike on his screen and knew that they would burn out those thrusters longer before they would land. He brought up a schematic of the available power. With the core offline, his options were a tad bit limited.:: Dermont: Bypass oh-six and reroute from the oh-eight junction! It's got the juice. Tell Brandie he's got less than a minute to get his [...] down two decks and install a pair of shunts around oh-six! With the regulators out, I don't trust the relays down there to get the job done. ::The seconds ticked away and the overload seem imminent. He could call the bridge and tell them we needed to flounder in like a wounder gull. It would be no real issue other than pride to back off their landing and recalculate a less-steep descent taking into account the two offline thrusters. Dermont shook his head to nobody but himself. That thought was dismissed almost as it formed. He glanced at Yelchin and the crewman was nervously hovering over his alcove, just waiting on Brandie. A light on Dermont's console flashed...safety protocols were informing him they were about to automatically shut down the thrusters in question before they failed. A few button later the light went off and the alert just disappeared. Hopefully before anyone on the bridge noticed. He ran his hand through his hair anxiously.:: oO About a minute...ten...fifteen...come on...Oo ::Yelchin whooped out loud.:: Yelchin: Yeah!!! Shunts installed, rerouting power and deactivating oh-six. Brandie is beginning repairs to the regulators. ::A big grin:: He did it sir. Dermont: ::another grin, but he turned his back to the crewman so he wouldn't see.:: Of course he did, boy. That was his damn job. ::A pause.:: Good work everybody! Tell Brandie an ale on me. ::The rest of the landing went without issue and as far as they knew, no one was the wiser on the bridge.:: Yelchin: I though we were going to botch that for a minute, sir. Dermont: We succeed, Yelchin. That's the only option. We keep the Atlantis together and in one piece. We keep her flyin' and the helmsman gets all the credit for such a perty landin'. Brell: =/\= Brell to Engineering. Good work, prepare to establish connections to the local power gird and begin augmentation as soon as you are able. =/\= Dermont: =/\= Thank you, sir. Easier than I thought it'd be! And aye. =/\= ::commbadge tap.:: =/\= Engineering to Dia. =/\= Dia: =/\= response =/\= Dermont: =/\= It's all yours now. Let's get hooked up and save a party. =/\= ::Dermont began issuing final landing orders to the crewmen around him. The teams were already moving, but man...he sure did enjoy yelling at people.:: Raga: =/\= Raga to Dermont. =/\= oO(Busy day...)Oo Dermont: =/\= Dermont here. What can I do ya for. =/\= ::Sip of coffee:: Raga: =/\= How good are you at climbing? There's some mountains out there that need taming. Assuming you can be pried away from the ship or tinkering with something. Care to join me for some mountaineering? =/\= Dermont: =/\= Um, right...kinda busy. Saving Christmas and all that. They've no power here!=/\= ::Brell had assured all the engineers that they would have time to fix the power here and enjoy their leave, but no reason to let Raga know that.:: Raga: =/\= I promise to pack whatever food you want to bring and can fit in a pack. =/\= Dermont: =/\= Gah! Fine, fine! Nothin' would please me more. I'm sure we can find the time. =/\= Raga: =/\= Great, I'll come find you when shore leave starts. Raga out. =/\= Dermont =/\= Oh joy. =/\= ======================= Ensign Valin Dermont Engineering USS Atlantis A239410VD0

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