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Tony, aka Kells

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  1. I'm obsessed with how weird and amazing this development is. The orbiting statuary! @Ben Garcia


    (( USS Ra, Cruising Orbit, Zet Homeworld. ))


    Even at a distance it had been an imposing figure. 


    93 meters. 


    It oscillated on a vertical axis, running from the statues’ crown to the hem of its gown. The metal had been sculpted into ripples so fluid that Ben could almost hear the breeze rustling across the stars.


    Until he remembered space was a vacuum.


    Scans showed an internal power source maintained the statue’s position and axis rotation, although Ben wasn’t able to understand the mechanisms of the technology making it possible.


    The Ra glided to a stop at the statue’s base. The detail of the sculpture was elaborate and fine. 


    Open jawed, Ben leant across the helm console in disbelief at the intricacy of the sculpted gown: its weft warped and bowed in proportion to the furrow of the fabric’s crease.


    It was beautiful.


    It was wasted.


    How could such craft be appreciated like this - in the dead orbit of space?


    Lovar/Rouiancet: Response?


    Ben gave a slight whistle with a nod of the head.


    Garcia: Odd title for a sculpture.


    Lovar/Rouiancet: Response?


    With a trickle of thrust, Ben edged the Ra forwards, weaving through the orbiting statuary, towards the Zet Homeworld.


    Garcia: Any sites of technological interest we should priortise for the recon fly over? 


    Lovar/Rouiancet: Response?


    Garcia: Ideally we want a site near something touristy:- that’ll be our excuse for being in the area.


    Lovar/Rouiancet: Response?





    Lieutenant Commander Ben Garcia

    Second Officer/HCO

    USS Thor NCC-82607

    Author ID number: G239102MR0

    SB118 News Team

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  2. Well done to everyone! I'm really proud of Matt, Wes, and Jacob especially because I know how talented you guys are firsthand ... but honestly, the duty post awards are my favorite category every year because it shows off how talented folks around the fleet are at bringing their specialties to life. Congratulations to you all!

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  3. The staff awards this year reflect correctly the dedication and commitment of the folks who toil behind the scenes to make sure everything runs -- not like clockwork, which would be rote and boring, but like some kind of Dali-esque, zany-as-heck clock that keeps things continuously interesting. Congratulations!


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  4. ((Engineering, USS Za))
    :: As soon as Laura entered engineering she knew something wasn't quite right, it didn't sound right. She couldn't put her finger on it at first, then she noticed the warp core it wasn't glowing or make the usual humming sound she was accustom too. ::
    :: She moved quickly towards the warp core and heard people busying around. ::
    Human crewman: Ready to reactive reactor injectors
    Bajoran crewman: Go ahead. I'll monitor the anti-matter flow from here.
    :: Laura watched as the warp core light up, it was an impressive site. ::
    Andorian crewman: Reaction is increasing steady.
    Bajoran Crewman: Keep an eye on it. It takes about 30 minutes for it reach operation levels. Give me a shout if there are any problems. :: Turning to the human crewman:: Run the standard warp core initialisation diagnostic sequences. I'll be back in 20 minutes.
    Human crewman: Understood, sir.
    :: Laura moved to intercept the Bajoran crewman as he walked away from the warp console. ::
    Baxter: Ensign Laura Baxter, nice to meet you.
    Vreya: Chief Petty Officer Vreya Kima, I'm a little busy at the moment
    :: He continued walked and Laura quickly followed behind. ::
    Baxter: If you could just give me an update on the current situation?
    Vreya: What is your role?
    Baxter: Acting Chief Engineer ::Proudly::
    :: Vreya stopped and turned, looking her over intently. ::
    Vreya: What happened to Lieutenant T... Te..., I can't remember his name ::He said shaking his head:: and Lieutenant Phillips, I think it was his assistant?
    Baxter: I don't actually know ::Honestly:: I was ordered to transfer about 2 weeks ago weren't you informed.
    :: Vreya shook his head ::
    Vreya: Do you know when your replacement will arrive?
    :: Laura shoke her head, but she couldn't hide the surprise from her face.:: oO My replacement Oo ::She hadn't though about the fact that they may be sending someone experienced to replace her. :: oO But I am only acting Oo
    Vreya: How long have you been out of the academy?
    Baxter: 2 months ::Embarrassed:: oO That doesn't sound great Oo But I have lead teams during my days as a civilian engineer.
    Vreya: It's a bit different being in the military. If you need any help just ask. I've taken Crewman Behl over there :: pointing to Andorian :: under my wing.
    Baxter: I'll bear that in mind. ::Slightly frustrated::
    Vreya: Anyway need to get back to work.
    :: Kima walked away. After a few seconds Laura realised that she hadn't got the answer to her question. She considered chasing after him, but now felt very uncertain of herself and didn't want to face him again. ::
    :: Laura went to hide away in the engineering office, not ready to face anyone else. She pulled up the personnel record for Vreya. He was 45, with over 25 years experience serving on starships. ::
    oO No wonder he didn't respect me Oo
    :: Laura read further. He had a wife and two children who were onboard and he had joined the starship during it's refit on starbase 118. She closed the record, she was getting distracted and pulled up the current status. It looked like the warpcore had been shut down due to the need to make some adjustments due to diagnostic amoralities with it's interaction with the slipstream drive. ::
    Solzano: =/\= This is Fleet Captain Zalea Solzano to all Za personnel. Please board the Za at your earliest convenience. We will be departing at 1000 hours, at which point all officers should report to their Alpha Shift posts. ::beat:: Solzano, out. =/\=
    :: Listening to the communication, Laura decided it would be best to stay in engineering and monitor the situation with the warp core, then once they were going steady she would report to the captain. Though she would monitor from a distance, as she was still feeling a bit uneasy about her authority after her conversation with Kima. ::
    Ensign Laura Baxter
    USS Za Acting Chief Engineer
    ID number: E239306LB0
  5. ((Arboretum, Deep Space 32))
    ::It was a strange thing, this need for nature. And it was a need, a telling mark of the tether that bound them to planets; to ground and open sky and growing things. They were, all of them, creatures of living worlds, not truly adapted to an existence in space, however much their technology might allow them to move through the dark between the stars. And so they brought these little pieces of planetary ecology with them.::
    ::The trees of Deep Space 32's Arboretum were majestic, the small patch of grass lush and inviting, to those who were accustomed to such things. Green, rich, humid, with the trickle of water in the background. Nothing like home; nothing like arid plains, dry orange skies and red vegetation of Vulcan. His world, like his people, were an anomaly amongst the humanoids of the galaxy; one exercise in extremes. But they were not the only one.::
    ::And now they were venturing to another extreme, the deep galactic south, far beyond Federation borders. I was the kind of exploration that called to him, even as he left things behind. But such was the nature of a career in Starfleet. From the Embassy on Duronis II to the previously little-explored Menthar Corridor aboard a series of ships; theMercury, Garuda and finally Invicta. And now further afield still, on the newly refurbished USS Za.::
    ::The ship was unknown territory as, quite probably, were all his crewmates. Perhaps a few might be familiar, but he understood that the crew was drawn from across Starfleet. The Captain was an unknown as well, but he understood that they shared both a career in Starfleet Medical and a concern for the plight of the Romulans. Perhaps that was why he had been requested. The unknown would require flexibility and diplomacy, if the space they were to explore was anything like that they were leaving.::
    ::There would be time enough to meditate on that, and on other things.::
    Saveron: Saavok.::He called to his son.:: It is time to board the ship.
    ::The young Vulcan boy looked up from where he was investigating a heretofore unencountered plant with the kind of enthusiastic and slightly destructive interest of young children everywhere.:: 
    Saavok: Yes father.
    ::He would rather have stayed, but he knew they had to go. Every movement took them further from the Corridor and the friends he had made. Even if those friends also came and went as their parents transferred. Such was regrettable, but it was a consequence of his choice to accompany his father.::
    ::Brushing off the knees of his trousers, the boy picked up a small carry-cage and approached his father. The white angora tribble in the cage began to coo at the movement. After a moment the two set out together in the direction of the ship dock.::
    Saveron: Our possessions will have been conveyed to our quarters. We shall go there directly. 
    Saavok: Do you know whether there are any other children on board?
    Saveron: Negative, however I will enquire on your behalf.
    ::He had already resolved to do so, aware of his son's preference for companions of his own age.::
    Saavok: At least it's a long mission. It will not be easy for them to transfer away. ::He mused.::
    ::Saveron let the comment go. His son expressed excessive regret at their departure from the Corridor, but emotional suppression was not the easiest discipline when one was nine.::
    ::They both left friends behind, those whose company they considered preferable. Some more than most. But in some cases a clean separation was preferable to the unanticipated difficulties surrounding continuing association with one with whom he had been... very close.::
    ::Such things were in the past. As they approached the umbilical joining the ship to the station, the only way to look was forward to the future. If it was anything like his time in the Menthar Corridor, it would be full of fascinating challenges.::
    Commander Saveron
    Chief Medical Officer
    USS Za
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