Lt JG Alyndra Syrex - Scratches and All

[Alyndrasyrex]

((Type-17 Argo Transport “Atlas”, Designated Flight Training Ground, Space around Risa ))

The pressure from Alyndra's side rolled onto her shoulders as the pair of officers inside the shuttle began to hang from the ceiling, only held in place with their chair restraints. Usually, she wasn’t a physicist, but she couldn’t help but be amazed by the power of sheer inertia. Early space stations revolutionised this technology for artificial gravity onboard. After feeling it yet again firsthand, she was glad for gravity plating.

Her body began to settle as the shuttle finished its manoeuvre. Her body shifted forward, pivoting from her neck as the transport slowed to a halt.

Bergmen: Speed zero point two five, check, flight level, flight level is nominal. What’s next? ::smiles::

Alyndra smiled back at the operations officer.

Syrex: Firstly, well executed. ::looks at her PADD:: Secondly, I’d like you to perform a Kolvoord Starburst manoeuvre, when you’re ready.

Bergmen: Lieutenant, correct me if I'm wrong, but if the maneuver you're proposing is what I believe it to be, shouldn't we need five shuttles for that? Besides other things like.. ehm… ::bites his lip::

Alyndra nodded at him, grinning.

Syrex: Quite right, that was your second test. You would need several crafts for that, so there’s one, but it’s also illegal.

Bergmen: So what should I actually do? Because this is out of the question, right?

Syrex: Your third test is to perform a Picard manoeuvre. Please continue when you’re ready.

Alyndra gestured to the control panel in front of Ollie.

Bergmen: So, for that… Picard’s maneuver. Right. ::mumbles:: Probe? Yes. Probe, we will need a probe. Let’s say that rock is a badie's ship, so enter coordinates and launch it here…right. Probe launch. Now set the datastream to the doctor’s console for monitoring…

oO Wrong… Oo

Alyndra wanted to help the lieutenant as best she could. As the examiner, she was forbidden to interfere unless the situation became out of control.

She coughed twice in quick succession. Too rhythmic to be a natural cough, she hoped he’d get the message.

Bergmen: I know, I know.

 

The operations lieutenant tapped away at his console as equally as Alyndra entered notes into her PADD.

Bergmen: Coordinates set, probe telemetry looks good… three, two, one…jump!

 

The shuttle almost rocked itself still for an incomprehensible second before the very stars themselves contorted. Fizzing away before they were back to where they had been only a moment ago. The telemetry being recorded to Alyndra’s PADD confirmed her suspicions; the manoeuvre was successful. However, the lieutenant’s choice to release an unneeded probe had proven to be unwise. Adding precious seconds away from the initiation sequence takes away from the tactical effectiveness.

Alyndra heard a horrible scraping sensation against the hull, as what she could only assume to be the probe collided with the shuttle's unpolished metal surface. Frowning, she jotted down more notes in her PADD

 

oO This is going to make for an interesting report… Oo

Syrex: Hitting the probe isn’t a challenge, Bergmen. In fact, it’s something most people discourage.

Bergmen: Response

Alyndra looked at him slightly more sternly than she had before.

Syrex: Thus, concludes the maneuverer portion of this exam. Please prepare to hold a geosynchronous orbit with Risa at an altitude of one-hundred and forty kilometres.

Bergmen: Response

Syrex: Geosynchronous with the co-ordinates Latitude 51.899° N and Longitude -1.153° W.

Bergmen: Response

Syrex: Please proceed when ready

Bergmen: Response

TAG/TBC

Lieutenant JG Dr Alyndra Syrex MD

Medical Officer

USS Ronin (NCC-34523)

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