[sb118-ops] Ensign A'Mayri - The new ship, we love it.

[A'Mayri Y. Stark]

(( USS Aurora-A – Main Engineering ))

A’Mayri caught the faint flinch Alok had made when she had addressed him properly. Was he not the one who specified following protocol and properly addressing their titles and status when in the presence of leadership such as Commander Foster? This physical reaction would not be forgotten. As for her CO, she continued to be partially eased by his authoritative but welcomed and settling presence. 

Foster: I can’t wait to get this ship moving. And I know our helm officers are equally excited.

Alok smirked faintly, catching A'Mayri's eye. She returned it with a subtle tilt of her head before fully turning to face the secondary console. 

Munshi: Let's just hope someone doesn't accidentally engage warp before the docking clamps fully retract out of excitement, sir.

A’Mayri: Highly improbable with the safety systems checks our helm team must compete before the bridge authorizes initiation. ::remembers Mi’sh flying the MTF with the race take off:: Then again, there are a multitude of variables that should be considered. ::remembered they have a new helms officer:: hm. 

Foster: Well, if you believe the rumors and stories of the ‘Tales of Starfleet Past’ ::Said with gravitas, as if this was a collection of actual literature rather than the oral stories passed through generations of Starfleet officers:: Every new ship will be called to duty on its launch. But that’s merely a story.

Alok let out a low, dry chuckle, adjusting his engineering cuffs as he reviewed the warp core's stable containment graph. Knowing their luck on StarBase 118, a peaceful launch protocol was practically a statistical anomaly.

Even if she had been facing away from the Andorian as he recollected the precious retelling of Starfleet past, A’Mayri could sense the fondness of the unofficial tradition that seemed to befall all new adventurers. Was it associated with the crew, the new ship or the launching itself? So many aspects to choose from, yet it all seemed almost like a right of passage. Except, there would be not test flight crew. It was simply Ops. 

Munshi: Given our departmental history, Commander, I’d bet a month's synthetic ration slots that we encounter some bizarre spatial anomaly or distress call within five minutes of clearing the spacedock doors.

A’Mayri:  We would be the closest hailing ship to such signals and thus logically be the one to answer this theoretical distress call. I would wager that we are more likely to collide with unaccounted for space debris during warp core take off and accidently set an outer sensor mount off by several degrees. 

Foster: Either way, I’m sure we’ll handle it well!

A space walk to repair the outer hull or equipment damage would be delightful if not for the fact that it would imply that the ship needed to sustain damages first. 

Munshi: We always do, sir. Main Engineering is fully locked in and ready for whatever the universe decides to throw at us next.

A’Mayri: ::lifting gaze from screen to look at Foster:: The bridge should have full access to communications and our basic power readings on both the weapons console and main helm board sir. 

Foster: Response(s)? 

Alok smirked, tapping a quick sequence to cycle the plasma injectors as the golden hum of the core deepened into a steady, powerful baseline.

Munshi: If the universe wants to test the hull integrity, sir, I say we give it a front-row seat. The secondary buffers are locked, and thermal dispersion is tracking dead center. We are officially bulletproof—or at least subspace-proof.

A’Mayri: ::dragging thermal dispersion and framing schematics from previous test flights onto her screen:: Our science vessel is more than Starfleet compliant. Or—should I say she is compliant? To honor the fleets tradition of scribing our vessels as females as I have heard many engineers and officers had done so before. 

Foster/Munshi: Response(s)?

A’Mayri offset a secondary thermal dispersion reading on standby for this next run so when the Aurora finally took off—she could watch in real time the variation and consistent data points as a small well earned ‘treat’. She could pull up the base's current space debris tracker and what the status of the star base's main power draw and artificial gravity were fluctuating during time of take off. So many outside forces could influence the smallest of reactions. 

A’Mayri: Would you like us to send you a full report summary to your work device before you return to touring the rest of your ship sir? 

Foster/Munshi: Response(s)?

Yes. It is not common for one to multitask the quick analyzation of multiple sources of data while also completing a primary task. That would typically be a concentrated effort to maximize the amount of information observed. She didn’t give Alok the satisfaction of the slight and minor miscalculation barely evident on her face as she fully turned to face the Commander with her hands neatly folded behind her once more.  

A’Mayri: ::slow blink:: I suppose it would make the most sense that the Commander would be preoccupied with continuing his rounds for each department with equal investment…::directly to Foster:: Belay my last sir. The reports and summaries will be ready at your station on the bridge as mentioned beforehand. May the rest of your tour be enlightening. 

Foster/Munshi: Response(s)?

((OOC: Happy to keep going if more tags get added! Super excited and thank you both!))

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V/R,

Ensign A’Mayri Ych’a Stark

Engineering Officer

StarBase 118 Ops

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