Lieutenant Vailani Zoyara - To The Rescue

[Luxa Lorana]

(( In Space - Laoi System, Minos Korva Sector, Alpha Quadrant ))

Sadar: Hmm... Even if the sensors can’t reach that depth level into the star’s corona, we might be able to read the radiation eddies and create a working simulation of the star’s behaviour further in?

Zoyara nodded in agreement with her friend.

Vailani: We’d need to do a full loop, that would provide Lt. Gnai with a more accurate extrapolation.

Imril: I’m also watching the systems most likely to be impacted by proximity to solar radiation first. I recommend we start testing the targeting array now, to set a baseline.

Zoyara switched her focus to this system, however this was more in the purview of Imril and the irritating Silveira. Gila had taken to calling the man Sil-net, a curious development to say the least. She seemed to like him and value him as a trusted friend, a set of circumstances that Zoyara could not fathom or understand. The week they had spent she had done everything to avoid being alone with him. Made all the more difficult by Gila’s friendship with the man.

Sadar: R-Right... Uhh... Do so before we get closer to the star. We don’t want to accidentally tamper with the sensor readings by upsetting the star’s magnetic fields with weapons fire.

Gnai: Response

Imril: Maybe we should turn up the windshield tinting while we’re at it?

Morgan: ::nodding:: I’d appreciate that.

The windows dimmed in response. Zoyara began to adjust the external systems to the increased temperatures and set up some alarms to inform them when levels reached at the uppermost of safety parameters.

Silveira: There you go Doc Morgan


Gnai: Response


Morgan: What kind of samples are we looking for, boss?

Zoyara allowed a gentle smile to form as she looked at Morgan and then at the Mizarian. Gila looked as if she was about to faint.

Sadar: B-B-B-Boss!? ::scrambles to twist anxiety ring:: Uhh-

Vailani: ::reassuring :: I’m sure he just wants a reminder of the mission parameters, Gila-net.

Sadar: W-Well- We start with the array testing? ::locks eyes with Sil-net::, then the, uhh, sensor sweeps of the inner corona? ::looks pointedly to Gnai:: And then we, uhh, do a parabolic orbit around the star, and head for Laoi V to gather the biological samples, and take a recess to test the condition of the sensors after the close proximity to the sunstar.

Gila appeared to count her fingers before looking towards the group.

Sadar: Did I miss anything?


Gnai/Imril: Response

Silveira: Do you need me to change course for the array testing?

The human was looking at her, she turned back to the ops console.

Vailani: Yes, I’ll send the coordinates to your console.

Imril: Response

Silveira: Roger that. ::He grinned as he turned to Sada, Gnai and Morgan.:: Captain Sadar, what’s the next action?

Sadar: Sil-net!

Zoyara threw the tactical officer an annoyed look.

Gnai/Morgan: Response

Silveira: Well, to all intents and purposes you are leading the mission, Captain Sadar.

Sadar: I, bu- Tha- That’s not-!


Vitor smiled, raising his hands apologetically.


Silveira: Sorry my dear friend, but I couldn’t resist. But truly you're coordinating our work, so to me you're in charge.


Gnai/Morgan: Response

Vailani: :: to Silveira :: Maybe your energy would be better spent making sure we don’t fly into the corona of a star.

Imril: Response


Sadar: Just, let’s get on with the testing.


Thankfully the lieutenant returned his attention to piloting the shuttle.

Silveira: Orbit complete.


Gnai/Morgan: Response


Imril: Response


Sadar: Excellent. Now, set a course for-

A small alert spread across her screen indicating a hail, she keyed a few commands to clear up the signal.

Vailani: We’re receiving a hail from the administrator of Laoi III - Bim Pend - it’s marked as urgent?


Sadar: Oh, uhh... P-Patch it through? ::brief pause:: =/\= This is the USS Galaktoboureko. How can we help you, Administrator? =/\=


Bim Pend: =/\= About bloody time you Starfleet types got here. It’s typical - can’t be bothered to show up to fix our stuff, but as soon as we start getting things done ourselves, you fly on by, all willy-nilly! =/\=

Zoyara raised her eyebrows, she knew that Tellarites could be beligerent but this administrator seemed to couple that with unreasonability.

Sadar: =/\= I... I-I’m sorry? =/\=


Bim Pend: =/\= I don’t need none of your fogey apologies, I need you to get planetside pronto and help us deal with this damnable wreck that’s frying our computers worse than a bad Sunday roast! =/\=

oO wreck? Oo

Why couldn’t they just have a nice to the book mission? She should have known that something would go wrong along the way.

Silveira: I think we should help.


Gnai/Morgan: Response


Vailani: What did he mean by wreck?

Imril: Response


Sadar/Bim Pend: Response


Vitor turned and tapped in the controls stabilizing the shuttle.


Silveira: We need more information.:: Vitor tapped a few controls and spoke loudly so that he could be heard over the comline:: =/\=  Administrator Bim Pend, this is Lieutenant Silveira can you give us more details please. Is it safe to land? Do you have a place that need’s us more urgently?


Bim Pend: =/\= Response


Gnai/Morgan: Response


Imril: Response


Sadar: Response

Bim Pend: =/\= Response


Gnai/Morgan: Response

Vailani: It may just be a system malfunction. I’m sure that myself and Ensign Imril could be of use. Given the radiation from the star :: looks to Silveira nervously :: We would need to land the shuttle.

Imril: Response

Silveira: You all know my vote, I think we should help. And obviously send a message to any other ship around.

Zoyara nodded and frowned as she searched for any other starfleet vessels.

Sadar: Response


Bim Pend: =/\= Response

Gnai/Morgan: Response

Vailani: It would take four days for the nearest ship to get here.

Imril: Response

tas/tbc

((OOC: not adding a lot of new tags to let others get their responses in))

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Lieutenant Vailani Zoyara

Chief Operations Officer

USS Artemis-A

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