((OOC: This is the mission start. You can continue and finish all
plots before that, please do so as Backsims.
Please note that this is NOT just on the next day. There is an
undefined period of time that has not been RPed before the new
mission. We do this to catch up with RL time. :) I am going to
jump in at a point after we left the station for our mission, feel
free to fill gaps of what happened until then with Headcanon and
flashbacks :)
An OOC Briefing file will come out soon! Alright, here we go! ))
(( Bridge USS Constitution ))
It had taken some time, but Starfleet HQ had finally sent the
Conny back out. It wasn't exciting in some folks eyes, though it
was in others. Exploration, Scouting, Patrol.. people called it
different things based on what they enjoyed most, but it was the
same thing all around. Go out and see what you find. So ... they
were out and looked out for what they could find.
Jalana sat with folded legs on her center seat as if she was going
to do yoga, making sure her skirt stayed in position, and leaned
back watching the screen. The never changing field of stars before
her seemed to move but otherwise remained the same. Blackness and
stars, more stars and more blackness. It was easy to forget that
these were suns far far away.
Rajel: Anything interesting on the sensors yet?
Rodan: response
Rajel: You figure we'll find anything? Maybe we found just the big
empty stretch of the Marchlands. ::smirking::
Rodan: response
Jalana exhaled and nodded.
Rajel: Yeah you're right, it would be easier to find something
when we knew what to look for. Anything on your side, T'Seva?
Atan: response
Rajel: We seem to found the one day in Space when nothing is
happening and it's quiet.
There were a few words in the history of mankind that one should
not say ever. Among these words were silent, quiet and peaceful.
As soon as they were uttered all hell broke loose. As a doctor
Jalana knew that, you never said these in Sick Bay or a hospital
either. So just as then, the universe was listening and only a
moment after her comment the COMM console went off. The Trill
looked up just then realizing what she had done. Of course.
Rajel: What is it?
T'Ama: response
Distress call? Of course. Why not. This was pretty much the same
energy as an ambulance bringing a buttload of patience to the ER
after someone wondered why it had been so quiet all day.
Rajel: Put it through.
((OOC: Thanks for our Kirk player to provide me with the line ))
COMM LINE: =/\= To Any ships who can...::crackle::...This is
Captain...::crackle:: Kirk of the...::crackle:: Starship
Enterprise. We have suffered failure of...::static::...and require
immediately...::static::... =/\=
Jalana frowned when the static made it difficult to understand.
But still something stood out to her.
Rajel: I'm sorry but did he say Kirk and Enterprise?
Anyone: response
((OOC: I am leaving open who else is on the bridge, please jump on
in if your character is here. If you are not on the bridge, feel
free to begin a scene in your departments, tags for those are
coming too! And no worries you all will have a part in this :D ))
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Commodore Jalana Rajel
Commanding Officer
USS Constitution B
Image Team Co-Facilitator
A238906JL0
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Player Pronouns: They/Them