LtCmdr Connor Dewitt - Next Week?
Tim
((OOC: Roxana agreed to play a small engineering NPC for a couple of sims - thanks <3 ))
((Main Engineering, USS Khitomer))
Connor only saw the inside of his eyelids. He did not really know why. His mind had just decided that it might be the proper mode of operation. As he made his step forward, he listened intently to the hissing sound of the doors. They did not sound familiar - they sounded like something fresh out of the factory. And compared to the ship he served on, the Khitomer probably was.
As the doors opened, the humming of the Khitomer's OR-300 warp core reached Connor's ears. He took a deep breath and finally opened his eyes. Compared to what the Lieutenant Commander was used to on the Arrow, this one was gigantic. He walked a couple of steps further into the two-story engineering room. In its center, in front of the warp core, he could see the familiar table with the main controls of all propulsion and engineering systems. Much of the floor was colored red below his feet, framed by a blueish-gray outline.
The warp core hummed, not only in blue above the dilithium chamber but also in orange-red below it. Two yellowish conduits exited the reaction chamber to its left and its right to go towards the nacelles. Connor had not realized it until now, but he must have looked like a small child in a store full of candy and toys. As his eyes glanced at the shiny LCARS terminal interfaces, he had to admit to feeling a certain envy.
Sparks: Response
Connor's eyes widened in surprise as he turned his head towards the woman who had just addressed him - another yellow collar, as could be expected in engineering. Her rank was that of a Petty Officer. Connor could not help it but scan her towards the visual irritation on her feet. Pink was not exactly the standard issue aboard a Starfleet vessel.
Sparks: Response
And who the hell was Commander Garcia? Connor turned his head to scan the area behind him - just to make sure he was the subject of the woman's attention.
Dewitt: I'm... where's Commander Garcia?
Sparks: Response
Dewitt: No, it's Dewitt. I'm from the Arrow, Captain Hayley just gave us a ride. We... Well, we lost our ship. And I need a place to work and to talk to your Chief Engineer. Where are they?
Sparks: Response
Connor raised his eyebrows and scanned through the room. It was quite busy. A lot of the folks were probably preparing the Khitomer for departure, but he could not make out a single officer so far.
Dewitt: So, could you call him or her here? We're on a tight schedule!
Sparks: Response
Dewitt: ::in surprise:: Next week? That's ... Well, who's in charge then?
Sparks: Response
Connor nodded - he had figured that much - hence, the exquisite footwear. Suddenly, his task aboard became more important than just analyzing sensor data. They had to get the ship prepared for immediate departure, and that probably took more flexibility and coordination than the schedule for the coming week allowed for. He briefly shot the doors he had just come through a glance - part of him hoped that Senak would soon join him to help with getting everything up and ready.
Dewitt: Okay, Miss Sparks. For all I know, we're leaving within the hour. What's the status of the warp engine and the Khitomer's tactical systems?
Sparks: Response
TAG/TBC
LtCmdr. Connor Dewitt
Chief Engineer
USS Khitomer
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