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Setting Off

Posted on Sun Jan 7th, 2018 @ 6:09pm by Commander Leigh Jacobs & Lieutenant Commander Mark Cross & Lieutenant Me'Shlaht & Lieutenant Alara Samar & Lieutenant Evan Lougheed & Lieutenant JG Lucius & Senior Chief Petty Officer Coltan Xan & Ensign Sienna Nora

Mission: Tholian Deception
Location: Bridge; USS Valiant
Timeline: MD 01; 0800 Hours

Leigh sat down in the captain's chair for the first time since taking command of the Valiant. She slowly ran her hands down the arm rests, and looked at the view screen that showed the docking ring of Starbase 336. One of Starfleet's smallest, fastest, and most powerful warships was now at her command. Doubt began to surface about being able to command. 'You got this, Leigh,' she thought to herself. She activated the ship wide comm system. "Attention all department heads, give me a go or no go for departure."

Lieutenant JG Lucius tapped his comm. "Engineering is a go, Captain." Even though the last couple of days had been a struggle for the Engineering department, Lucius felt confident that they were ready.

Me'Shlaht could have waited until everyone who wasn't on the bridge commed in, but it didn't make too much sense to wait when she was literally standing right behind Leigh's chair. "Security is also a go."

"Intel is ready." Evan said from his seat.

Rather than sitting still in sickbay, Alara was standing just inside the bridge. "Sickbay is prepped and ready."

Colt stood behind Leigh's command chair, off to the right.

"The First Lieutenant reported to me earlier that all of the non-rated crewmembers are squared away," he said. Colt grinned. "So all the decks will be scrubbed, the heads cleaned, the trash emptied, and if Waste Reclamation springs a leak, there will be someone to clean it up."

The comment from Senior Chief Xan made Leigh chuckle. "That's good to know, senior chief."

"Operations is a go, captain," replied the Operations officer, Ensign Mortewomble.

"How are we looking at CONN, XO?" Leigh replied, leaning forward slightly.

"CONN is going to need another 15 seconds..." Mark's hands flew at a rate of knots over the console, the self-confidence (read, over-confidence) that often came back to haunt him had struck again since he'd not spent any time in a holodeck flying a Defiant-class. The layout of the console was a little different to what he was used to, and from the moment he'd sat in the chair it'd been a rush to get everything laid out how he wanted it. "...and we're good to fly"

"Science reports ready," Ensign Nora reported from the Science station. Lt. Wilder had placed her on the bridge as he was busy setting up the Science lab.

"Good," Leigh leaned back in the chair satisfied thus far. "Commander Cross, take us out. Once we clear Starbase traffic, set us on a course of zero-nine-zero mark two-one-five at warp factor seven.

"Aye, taking us out..." Mark, now feeling comfortable with his control layout, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back into his chair, expertly guiding the vessel towards the expanse of space. The handling was as light as a feather, this was going to be fun. When they were in the clear (and without scraping against anything on the way out) he pulled the ship around deftly to match their intended course. "Course laid in, taking us to warp."

On screen, the stars turned to streaks of light as the Warp engines engaged and propelled the ship towards their destination.


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