<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/812547894355427348/813571062867427328/LtJG_Winn_Antos.png)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Name</strong></span>: Winn Antos<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location</strong></span>: Bridge<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Content</strong></span>: Possibly putting his foot in it<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Tag | Mention</strong></span>: Captain Galven, Open | NA<br/><hr/><br/>What were they waiting for?<br/><br/>That was the question that had consumed his mind over the last few days of duty.  They just sat here and observed and did...nothing.  Nothing!  What were the senior officers waiting for before deciding to act?  He did his shifts, went about his duties, prayed, exercised, all as normal, but got more agitated underneath it all as the time went along.  What were they waiting for?  It was time do so something, damn it!  The Emissary wouldn't have just sat on his hands!<br/><br/>He'd almost been happy for the red alert.  The klaxon was a familiar sound, as his Starfleet service had all been during the Dominion War.  This was something he understood and finally, finally something was happening!  He was on position on the Bridge, again filling in at the Operations station.  "Aye, Sir," he responded at the Commander's orders.  He'd specifically asked Science, but Operations accessed the same sensors and information and he might as well.  "Sixteen ships, Sir, warp capable but moving sublight now.  Weapons systems...lasers, Sir, and missile launchers."  Nothing that their shields couldn't handle unless those missiles had nuclear warheads.<br/><br/>He liked Riak's suggestion to counter-board if it came to it.  but in the meantime, he worked on a deeper scan.  Did they have shields?  Were they hiding any other nasty surprises?<br/><br/>Captain Galven made her hot appearance and as much as he could appreciate her good looks, he was disappointed when she said they should go to yellow alert.  Before they knew if there was danger or not?  But circumstances forced his hands, "They just went to warm, Sir, multiple trajectories...they're boxing us in!"  His eyes widened, "Sir, those sensor ghosts - they're clear now!  Laser and missile systems all throughout the debris field.  It's a massive defense grid or booby trap, Sir, and they're all pointed at us."<br/><br/>Then the hail came through and they had their first look at the people of this system.  He didn't look too alien to Antos, but then there were a great deal of superficial similarities between most sentient life in the galaxy.  He was also hardly friendly.  Antos looked right at him, not that he thought the man would pay any attention to him.  It was the Captain and Commander that would have to deal with this guy.  But it was important to put on a strong front for the entire crew.  He carefully tapped a few buttons to siphon power from the nonessential systems into<em>Victoria</em>'s shields and weapons systems.