Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge
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				Title: <strong>Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>12-12-2013, 21:28:41</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 00:03:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/Andoran_Female_portrait_150x200.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/KalinaPar_zh%27Yor) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Engineering Station One<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw, Captain Lyra Core, Open to bridge officers &amp; crew.<br><br><hr><br>It was staving off the boredom that was the most difficult thing. Par loved being part of Star Fleet, she loved seeing the Galaxy. Doing so on one of the Federation's newest and most capable ships was a bonus! She glanced up at the main view screen. She never tired of seeing the warp-shifted streaks of stars as the Aurora cruised at an easy Warp 6. She grinned to herself, white teeth a counterpoint to her hair, and turned back to her board, checked everything over.<br><br>Structural integrity fields were nominal, warp bubble stable, Warp core temperature well within parameters. There was a slight fluctuation in one of he coolant flows, but even as she watched, someone down in main engineering caught it and corrected it. <br><br>Someone had a Jefferies tube access open and was carrying out some maintenance on a non-critical system. Even as the Andorian watched, there was a power spike on that portion of the grid as a relay blew out. "Ouch! That's gotta hurt!" She commented softly, not really aware that she had spoken aloud. She'd had her fair share of burns from stuff like that, and wondered idly who it was. The Operations officer had mentioned something about getting her hands dirty and fixing whatever it was - a jammed turbolift by the looks of it - so maybe it was the cute Xenoxian who just got zapped? Not that the Chief would ever dare tell the lieutenant she thought she was cute, of course.<br><br>She re-focussed her display, zooming back out to monitor the big picture again. There was nothing going on, really, that the bridge crew needed to know about. Another... what, half hour or so to the end of her watch? Then she would go to Ten forward and grab a drink. Maybe she would see if the pretty Caitian who was the main operator of transporter room two was off duty and see if she would like to join her for a drink?<br><br>A change in the display in front of her caught her attention, bringing her back from her wool-gathering, but it was only the jammed turbolift getting back into operation. "Turbolift seven is operational again", she reported softly, glancing up at the command chair over her right shoulder, her eyes briefly taking in the stoic looking Vulcan who sat there. <em>Enemy of my people</em>. <br><br>The words sprang unbidden to her mind. It had been two hundred years since the Vulcan/Andorian wars. The United Federation of Planets had created a lasting peace between the two oldest warp-capable powers in the Alpha Quadrant, brokered by those upstart humans who now formed the backbone of the federation. Par had been raised to believe that the Andorian Empire should rightfully be at the head of the federation. She had been taught this from an early age, but of course it was all rubbish. Andoria was waning, her people were slow to breed and humans were fast. Vulcans too bred slowly, hence the slow <em>assimilation</em> of everything by Earth.<br><br>Par glanced at the view screen again and smiled. It was all ancient history, and what mattered was here and now. The ensign at the helm was kind-of cute too, in an earthy human way, she decided. Not long now until watch change and she would be relieved...
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				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 01:00:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Maira-Snowpaw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Maira_Snowpaw)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Helm Station<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par, Captain Lyra Core, Open to all bridge officers and crew<br><br><hr><br><br><br><br>Maira sat at her helm station making sure that the ship was being guided to its destination.&nbsp; She kept punching a few buttons on her display to avoid any anomalies or anything that could cause the ship to wretch itself to a sudden stop.&nbsp; She knew that coming out of Warp 6 into normal space very rapidly would cause a lot of people to be bolted forward and maybe crash through the ship.&nbsp; Sure there were force fields that came out in front of the view screen but she also knew that the sudden jolt of a rapid stop could be deadly for a lot of people involved.<br><br>As she piloted the ship, she could see the ops officer next to her making sure that the ship's systems were functioning at normal parameters.&nbsp; Deep inside, she really wanted to be in that chair and not the one that she was sitting in now.&nbsp; The glance only took a few seconds but she let out a oft sigh as she punched a few more commands to navigate past a stray asteroid that seemed to get in their way.&nbsp; The crew would not have even noticed the slight variation of course as she avoided the asteroid but with a few more commands, she veered the ship back to its normal position and on course to... wherever they were going.<br><br>In her mind, many "people" started to talk to her as they were trying to provide guidance to her.&nbsp; Some people thought she was crazy but with her Navajo heritage, she was glad that she was reminded of her fellow people that resided on Dorvan V.&nbsp; Deep inside of herself, she could hear voices of encouragement but just as she was about to respond, she heard another voice, this one being real and very emotional.<br><br>"Ouch!&nbsp; That's gotta hurt!" came the remark from the Andorian Chief at the engineering station.&nbsp; Maira was genuinely interested in what happened to make the Andorian have a reaction like that but for now, she had to keep at the task at hand... even if her "Spirits" were speaking to her in her mind.&nbsp; "Yes, Maico!&nbsp; We are traveling to the stars and beyond.&nbsp; I know that you want to see but I can't let you!"&nbsp; She explained as a moment of silence came before she spoke again.&nbsp; "Will you stop bothering me?&nbsp; I am trying to pilot a ship!&nbsp; Many lives depend on me."&nbsp; More silence came as she sighed.&nbsp; "Fine, be that way.&nbsp; I'll let you howl at the nearest moon that we find... now be quiet for a while, OK?"&nbsp; She exclaimed as one last bit of silence came before Maira spoke.&nbsp; "Thank you, Maico.&nbsp; Now rest."&nbsp; She spoke as she let out a loud sigh and shook her head.&nbsp; "Why can't my spirits be quiet for a while."&nbsp; She whispered, not sure who else would hear her.&nbsp; Certain the Captain would and any race that had hearing that was more advanced than a human as well as she piloted the ship.<br><br>Hearing the other announcement from the Chief, Maira let out a wide smile.&nbsp; Another turbolift back online.&nbsp; That was good news as she kept piloting the ship.&nbsp; Though she was not quite the social person that everyone else was, maybe someone could invite her to somewhere after her shift was over.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 21:20:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/Andoran_Female_portrait_150x200.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/KalinaPar_zh%27Yor) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Engineering Station One, moving to helm.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw, Captain Lyra Core, Open to bridge officers &amp; crew.<br><br><hr><br>The Andorian turned her head as the human female began some sort of ranting monologue. Except it wasn't. The woman was having a conversation with someone. Par had seen the Navaho woman around a few times, and noticed how everyone tended to avoid her. Par had heard her have similar apparently one-sided conversations in the past, too, and had found them curious. But she had not, until now, heard the other participant in the conversation actually named. <br><br>Par decided right at that moment that she was going to speak to the ensign. She just needed an excuse. No one was watching her, and she was pretty sure she could pull it off. Most Starfleet systems were modular, and while the circuitry on the transporter grid was way more complex that the ship's helm, they shared a good deal of components. This was why she was able to sit engineering watch on the bridge - about the only thing more complex than the transporter was the warp drive. Par quickly checked the forward scans to make sure they weren't going to hit anything in the next few seconds, and tapped a small sequence of buttons.<br><br>The helm console lit up red as a power relay blew suddenly, sparks flying out of the side away from Maira's legs. The back-up instantly cut in and the console turned green again, with a single red light indicating that it was on a back-up power relay.<br><br>"Ahhh! I've got it, I'm on it!" The Andorian Engineer dived for the replicator, and quickly dialled up a replacement relay. She trotted to the helm console and squatted down to pull the fried component. Glancing up at the lady helmsman, she smiled a warm blue smile. "Do you mind if I ask who it is you're talking to?" she asked softly. The human outranked her, but not by much, and she didn't see the harm in being friendly. "I've heard you talking to someone who wasn't there before. It's kinda weird, but kinda cure too!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 22:06:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Maira-Snowpaw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Maira_Snowpaw)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Helm Station<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par, Captain Lyra Core, Open to all bridge officers and crew<br><br><hr><br>The next few moments came along as Maira was glad that her spirits decided to stop talking to her for a while.&nbsp; Avoiding a few more asteroids while in warp took a great deal of skill as she pressed a few buttons, deviating from the course set for a second or two before re-aligning the ship back to the course of their destination.&nbsp; "That was close."&nbsp; She whispered to herself but she didn't expect what was going to happen next.<br><br>As the sparks came out from just outside of her legs, she let out a loud shriek of surprise, inadvertently going back to her Navajo language.&nbsp; "Daa ne-teh éi!?"&nbsp; She shouted as the universal translator picked it up after a second as "What was that!?"&nbsp; Jumping off of her chair, she was clearly shaken up as she noticed the blue Andorian CPO coming along.&nbsp; "Ahhh! I've got it, I'm on it!" came the calm response as Maira looked at the woman replicating a new power relay and coming over to her station to replace it.&nbsp; Still a little shaken she watched the Andorian at work as her nerves were still on edge.&nbsp; The calming question did help Maira to calm down a bit as she breathed softly for just a bit.<br><br>"Do you mind if I ask who it is you're talking to?" came the soft voice from the Andorian.&nbsp; Maira's breath started to return to normal as she heard the Andorian continue speaking.&nbsp; "I've heard you talking to someone who wasn't there before. It's kinda weird, but kinda cute too!" came the reassuring voice from the Andorian.&nbsp; Maira never thought that someone would think of her talking to her spirits would be cute.&nbsp; Par seemed to be the first person that Maira could possibly have a connection with as she let out a very relieving smile while watching Par complete her work.<br><br>"Thank you.&nbsp; I am glad that someone on this ship is not offended by my... outbursts."&nbsp; She admitted as she started to explain, feeling just a little more comfortable around the Andorian.&nbsp; "In my tribe, we have animal spirits that guide us to a path of clarity and peace.&nbsp; I was talking to Maico, my wolf spirit and one of many spirits that try to guide me on my path.&nbsp; Nobody but me hears my spirits... and I have not found a way for anyone else to communicate with them.&nbsp; Maybe someday, people will not think of me as a nutcase."&nbsp; She sighed softly as she watched Par replacing the relay.<br><br>"I have seen you around the ship but... I never caught your name.&nbsp; I'm Maira... Maira Snowpaw."&nbsp; She introduced herself to the Andorian.&nbsp; She didn't care that associating with Non-Cons was probably forbidden but if someone wanted to learn more about her world and her tribal ways, to hell with the consequences.
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 00:21:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/Andoran_Female_portrait_150x200.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/KalinaPar_zh%27Yor) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Grovelling under the helm console.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw, Captain Lyra Core, Open to bridge officers &amp; crew.<br><br><hr><br>Par was actually amazed that her ploy had worked. It had been quite simple to "accidentally" send a power surge through that particular relay. She would make sure she erased the commands from the engineering station's records once she got back to her station. She hadn't done any actual harm, and with the ship being on it's shake-down cruise, the blowing of a relay was something almost to be expected. In fact it was the one in the turbolift that had given her the idea. <br><br>Par lay on her back, her antennae twitching as she worked the relay free. "Ow! That's hot!" She giggled a little and blew on her fingers. "You live in tribes? I thought all humans belonged to the United Earth since well before the formation of the Federation?" The dead component came free and she dropped it to the deck, then picked up the new one. "Okay, this is now the back-up to the back-up to the back-up! Yay for quadruple redundancy!"<br><br>The new component slotted in beautifully, of course, and the red light on the console above went green again. The blue-skinned woman popped her head up over the console and grinned. "Actually that all sounds fascinating, Maira. My name is KalinaPar zh'Yor, but I'm normally called Par."<br><br>She glanced at the command chair, where the captain was showing a little too much interest in what was going on. "Look, my watch ends soon. Meet me in Ten Forward for a drink and tell me all about your spirit guides... They sound fascinating". She closed the access panel and, wiping her hands on her tunic, headed back to her own station.<br><br>She carefully accessed the engineering console records and changed the key strokes she'd made to something less incriminating. She didn't want to get in trouble for creating an excuse to chat to the pretty lady. Well, the Caitian had missed her chance - for now, anyway. Par would see how things went with this human, first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 01:40:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Maira-Snowpaw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Maira_Snowpaw)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Helm Station, Looking down at Par repairing the "Damage" to her station<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par, Captain Lyra Core, Open to all bridge officers and crew<br><br><hr><br>Seeing Par repairing the damage while on her back, Maira let out a small smile as she watched and wanted to learn what Par was doing down there.&nbsp; A part of her mind wanted to actually go down there and see what was really going on, along with looking at Par herself.&nbsp; Before she could let her loose words out of her mouth, she was very glad that Par started to speak before she could get herself into trouble.&nbsp; Seeing the reaction from Par with her burning her fingers, she could not help but to speak out.&nbsp; "You all..."&nbsp; She was about to ask as she then heard Par speaking again.&nbsp; "We all are but..." She started to speak while trying to explain things about her culture and her tribe but it seemed that Par had other ideas when the relay was replaced.<br><br>"Yes.... can't be too careful."&nbsp; She softly remarked as she then heard the CPO's name and smiled softly.&nbsp; "I am very glad to meet you."&nbsp; She responded back, speaking her mind yet again as she let out another wide smile.&nbsp; Though she was not privy to people's reactions,, especially with the Captain, Maira decided to go with the flow of things as she heard the invitation.<br><br>"I would really like that.&nbsp; It has been so long since anyone has been interested in... anything about me.&nbsp; Shall we say at 1100 hours?&nbsp; My backup comes in around then and with Starfleet Regulations, I do need a break from.... driving a starship after a few hours"&nbsp; She admitted as she let out a very wide smile.&nbsp; <br><br>Seeing Par heading back to her station, Maira let out a wide smile as another of her spirits started to speak to her.&nbsp; "Yes, Nashdo.&nbsp; I am starting to feel comfortable around her."&nbsp; She whispered as more guiding words from her lion spirit came into her mind, "I think so too.&nbsp; She is the start of something wonderful."&nbsp; She admitted with a whisper as one more space of time came to pass before she spoke again, this time with her smile getting the widest that anyone had ever seen it before.&nbsp; "No, I won't.&nbsp; I will not mess this up... not on my life.&nbsp; You have been my biggest guide, Nashdo.&nbsp; Guide me to happiness, please?"&nbsp; She whispered to herself with her pleas of help.<br><br>If anyone were to be able to help her and be her friend, she could not have found anyone better and more genuine than Par.&nbsp; She could not wait until their shifts were over and she could actually talk to someone other than her spirits.&nbsp; Feeling very giddy, she started to hum an ancient Navajo prayer that felt very uplifting and filled with hope as she kept steering the ship towards their final destination.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>23-12-2013, 01:19:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Lyra-avi.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Captain Lyra Core (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Lyra_Core) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Captain's chair <br><br><strong>Time:</strong> mid-Morning <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Par and Maira <br><hr> <br><br>The captain was her usual silent self as she sat in her captain's chair and went over reports from around the ship. They were 57 days into the mission and would arrive at their first planet in a little over two days. A tropical planet seemingly covered with rainforest like vegetation. No known inhabitants, though on such a fruitful world, life was bond to exist, even if it wasn't sentient. <br><br>Her attention was drawn as her pilot began talking to herself. This <em>habit</em> of the pilot bothered Lyra. It had no logic to it, if she could diagnose she would say the ensign had a mental condition. But Lyra was not a psychiatrist and Ensign Snowpaw had apparently been evaluated by several, all deeming her to be perfectly sane. Her Vulcan logic couldn't argue with scientific evidence. Though her human questioning wanted to. Her mind bother with the ensign was the worry that she would become distracted in her <em>conversations</em>, and - for lack of a more convincing term - crash the ship. But, her track record proved her entirely capable, as did her current actions in steering the ship. So, Lyra kept her bother to herself. <br><br>The announcement of a fixed Turbo lift drew her focus off of the strange pilot and onto the blue female to the other side. "Understood." She stated bluntly. The last thing they needed was broken Turbo lifts and people getting trapped in there. She recalled old human movies she had watched with her father where people would get trapped in a elevator. It seemed perfectly logical that a similar situation could happen with a lift, even if many of those situations were perfectly illogical. <br><br>Her attention however was once again drawn to the other side as a power relay blew. This caused the most reaction out of her thus far as she placed her tablet down and made move with her hands against the armrests to stand. Her movements however were stopped when she saw the Andorian announced that she was 'on it' and make for the console with intent of fixing things. Seeing that standing would put her in the blue skinned transporter chief's way, Lyra remained in her seat.<br><br>However, the following scene did grant her attention in a somewhat expressive way. The two were chattering quietly and her Vulcan ears could just barely make out the words. She didn't entirely mind, chatting seemed to be a need of most creatures, herself included on occasion. So long as it didn't distract from their tasks at hand, and it didn't seem to. "What caused it to blow, Chief Par?" She asked Chief Par as the Andorian returned to her own console.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>23-12-2013, 12:19:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/Andoran_Female_portrait_150x200.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/KalinaPar_zh%27Yor) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Engineering station one then the main power bus housing, and after, leaving the bridge.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw, Captain Lyra Core, Open to bridge officers &amp; crew.<br><br><hr><br>Par looked up suddenly as the Captain spoke to her with that odd inflection that Vulcans sometimes used. She managed to keep her antenae still but could not quite stop her face from turning a slightly deeper shade of blue. Hopefully the Captain would think i was due to the way she had been chatting up the helm officer and nothing more.<br><br>"Uh, power surge, ma'am. I'm tracing the cause now... I felt it was more important to replace the relay that find the cause". Oh great, now she would have to manufacture a reason for a power surge - other than herself deliberately creating one.<br><br>Wait... There! Hah! there was actually a power bus connection that was loose. It probably wouldn't have caused the power surge in <em>quite</em> that way, necessarily, but it <em>could</em> have. And that was what mattered. "Ah, found it, Ma'am. There's a loose connection to the bridge power bus. I've isolated it, but fixing it is going to take a while. I can do it, but that will leave the station unmanned".<br><br>Of course there was one logical answer. She contacted her relief. "Bridge to Ensign Farlow, please&nbsp; report early for your watch?"<br><br>The Ensign acknowledged and a few moments later the turbolift hissed open and the young human stepped out to take Par's place at the engineering station. Par nodded thanks. "I'll do the same for you", she grinned and moved to the power bus housing. <br><br>The next half hour she spent doing things the old fashioned way with a ratchet. The electricity flowing through the nearby connectors made her hair stand on end, but she put up with it. Funny, she mused, how her little stunt had actually lead to her finding a genuine problem that, while not yet serious, could, in combat, cause a major problem if not fixed. If she hadn't been searching for something that <em>might</em> have caused a power surge, she would never have spotted that tiny fluctuation.<br><br>So it was all good. For the cost in energy required to replicate one small power relay (and the cost in energy to cause it to blow, of course) she had found and fixed something that had gone unnoticed and yet could have endangered the ship!<br><br>The blue skinned woman tightened the last lug and sat back, satisfied. "Right, you are, sir", she addressed the ensign, "route the power back through the main helm bus." The ensign did as she asked, and the small green light came on. "Good. Sorted". She put the panel back in place and stood, wiping her grease covered hands on her black pants. She checked the time. She was already off watch, "Right, formal hand over time", she nodded and went through what had, until about an hour ago, been an uneventful watch. That done she saluted the Captain and headed for the turbolift, making her way to her quarters, and thence to Ten Forward (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=192025.msg9362166#msg9362166).
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>23-12-2013, 18:31:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Maira-Snowpaw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ensign Maira Snowpaw (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Maira_Snowpaw)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Helm Station, Watching Par actually repairing damage, eventually leaving the bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chief Petty Officer Par, Captain Lyra Core, Open to all bridge officers and crew<br><br><hr><br>Maira kept powering the ship as she heard Par explaining what happened to the Captain.&nbsp; It seemed to her that Par knew exactly what she was doing and actually doing it right.&nbsp; Still in that same hum, she kept the ship on autopilot as she let par continue to work on the power bus.&nbsp; The old school ratchets reminded her of the days back home on Earth when she was tinkering was replicators trying to make them perform better.&nbsp; Oh, those were the days when she was alone and tinkering with things away from her father.<br><br>She didn't want to be reminded of her father as she shook a voice out of her head.&nbsp; "No, Klesh.&nbsp; He's gone... gone forever.&nbsp; Don't frighten me anymore."&nbsp; She whispered as a tear came down from her eye.&nbsp; Looking back towards Par, she was realizing that par was almost done with the repairs... and not a moment too soon.&nbsp; The green light came on as she started to take manual control over the piloting.&nbsp; It seemed to happen just in time as Ensign Driscoll came to take over.&nbsp; "Oh... sorry, Here you go.&nbsp; Course is still the same."&nbsp; She ordered as her relief came in.<br><br>Maira left her station in a hurry, not wanting anyone else to see her tears and her fears taht were starting to overtake her.&nbsp; Letting out a calming Navajo prayer that was almost the same rhythm as the one sung earlier, the saw the turbolift doors opening up as she left the bridge.<br><br>Heading to her quarters, she was hoping that her roomate was not in just yet as she started to clean up her tears from her face.&nbsp; "I can do this.&nbsp; I can trust her.&nbsp; You've have no one in your life taht even seemed to care.&nbsp; maybe she is the first."&nbsp; She spoke to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror.&nbsp; Finally finishing up her cleaning and her song, she left towards Ten Forward with a new hope in her eyes and maybe a new found friendship for the very first time in her life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xerial</strong> on <strong>27-12-2013, 09:16:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div> <strong>Name:</strong> Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker) <strong><br>Location: </strong>Arriving by Turbolift<br><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Captain Lyra Core, Open<br><br>Two months. In the two months since their deployment Ares had been a virtual ghost. Anyone familiar with his record, or who had taken the time to dig deeper still into his past, would know that he was used to more solitary work and that a large amount of his Dominion War service had been redacted. What would be apparent only from these past two months of transit, however, is that he had a preternatural ability not to be found if he was otherwise focused. There were only so many places someone could be on a starship, and yet whenever he was not needed in some official and pressing capacity he was always elsewhere when people came looking. He was always on duty in some capacity, and never failed to file requisite reports, he simply conducted his duties on a schedule that was at best described as eccentric. His staff - hand picked and carefully vetted despite having never met him prior to the deployment - were becoming adept at filling in for his presence when it was required, as even staff meetings were often attended to by a proxy.<br><br>And on the bridge? Well this was the first time he had set foot on the bridge in two months, and it was out of uniform. He was officially off duty, though he had a look of some manner of contemplation on his face.<br><br>When the turbolift stops, and he steps from it, he pauses as if confused by his location. His mind had obviously been elsewhere. <br><br>`I must had been thinking bridge, or Captain.` He says it softly, to himself, and he considers those personnel present. He must have been thinking Captain when he had requested his destination, because as luck would have it the Captain was there.<br><br>Ares crosses the bridge, and where most would wait to catch the Captain's attention, or for a pause, he simply speaks. `I need authorization for use of a cargo bay, and some modifications to the structure.`<br><br>This was a rarity for him; not the manner of addressing the Captain - he had spent the vast majority of his life a civillian, and had never attended formal Starfleet training, so his protocol was lax - but rather the asking permission for something. What he had in mind had to be fairly substantial.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>10-01-2014, 22:47:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Lyra-avi.jpg)</div> <strong>Character:</strong> Captain Lyra Core (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Lyra_Core) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Captain's chair <br><br><strong>Time:</strong> mid-Morning <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ares <br><hr> <br><br>Lyra watched the two leave with a somewhat debatable look on her blank face. Fraternizing between crew members could cause... distractions, and she had been around long enough to recognize the signs of fratdrnization. However, she didn't entirely disapprove. Actually, in this case perhaps it would prove useful to the human girl who talked to herself (she didn't entirely believe that there were actual spirits she spoke to no matter what her file might say), a <em>friend</em> might bring balance to her seemingly unbalanced mind. As for the Andoria, well she didn't quite know what to make of that one yet. <br><br>Her mind had all but settled back into the focus of command when somebody else entered the bridge unannounced. An disapproving eyebrow was raised ever so slightly as her chief science officer came in without uniform. Sure, perhaps he was off duty, but she wasn't too sure she entirely liked the man anyway. Well, she just didn't know what to make of him, even less so than she knew what to make of the pilot. His track record proved useful. But his personality was lacking in a structure such as Starfleet. Not that she had really had a chance to understand him any. He barely showed himself. <br><br>The question made the eyebrow rise a little higher. Nearly two month of little communication and he comes in unofficially and makes such a request? With such poor manners of protocol too. Though that she could partly excuse given his history. He just wasn't used to the demand of protocol. "What is so important that you must take up and modify an entire cargo bay on my ship, Lieutenant Commander?" She asked bluntly, her voice seemingly as depraved of emotion as usual. But there was a hint of something there. What was it? Irritation? Possibly. A good guess anyway. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>11-01-2014, 13:01:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">The sparring session with the Chief of Security had gone well. Lieutenant Beyett was skilled in hand-to-hand combat, just as his records had indicated. The session had also served as a workout for Kar'tak, and he could still feel it in his thighs and shoulders, especially where he had endured a few heavier blows. After the session, he had returned to his quarters where he cleaned up and dressed in preparation for the mid-morning shift-change. He knew the captain would already be there - early, as usual. Kar'tak would be early as well, but his eagerness for the day to begin was not quite as deep as the Captain's was, especially since he needed time to pray.<br><br>The Bajoran in him treasured every moment of his prayer time. Exiting the shower, he sat down yoga-style, naked on the floor of his quarters, the backs of his wrists resting on each of his knees. Eyes closed he meditated and whispered prayers in his native tongue, prayers that had been passed down for centuries through his mother's family, and eventually to him. At the end, he inhaled deeply, feeling even more refreshed now, spiritually as well as mentally and physically. He rose to his feet, finished dressing, and made his way to the bridge. <br><br>Once he exited the turbolift, he noted that the mid-morning shift-change was already underway. Ensign Snowpaw, Chief Par and a few other crew had already been relieved. Kar'tak set about his rounds - visiting each station, gauging with his own eyes the status of each one. If there was something he was not familiar with, he would ask. On occasion, he would even quiz a random crewman about their current duties, all part and parcel to keeping the crew on their toes.<em> "Preparation is often the difference between victory and the shame of defeat," </em>his Klingon father had often reminded him, and it was a proverb that Kar'tak always kept close to heart.<br><br>As expected, the Captain sat in her chair and was currently engaged in conversation with Lieutenant Commander Walker. This surprised Kar'tak, because he could not recall ever seeing Walker on the bridge before. For her part, the Captain appeared calm and impassive - as usual. Of course, the ship could be separating into a thousand pieces and she'd probably still look exactly the same, he thought. Or at least he knew she would try to.<br><br>Walker was dressed in casual clothing - which meant the visit was likely of a -personal- nature. Kar'tak found that curious, as he would never have guessed that the Captain would socialize with he human regardless whether she was off-duty or on. Kar'tak resisted the urge to move closer, to listen-in on their discussion. If it was truly meant to be private, they'd likely be talking in the ready-room, but still, Kar'tak felt it would be bad manners - and an ill start to their shift - if he simply barged in on a conversation that might be better left unheard.<br><br>Lieutenant Commander Ares Walker... Kar'tak definitely remembered the man's file. Upon coming onboard as the Captain's XO, Kar'tak had spent his off-duty time browsing -every- service-record of every crew-member. It took some time, and for the most part many of the records started to blur and look the same after awhile, but Walker's file had been different. -Quite- different. There were many... anomalies in his record that stood out and made the man rather unique, from his lack of Starfleet Academy training, to sealed record of his duties during the Dominion war. It was also interesting to note that the man had never been subjected to a psych evaluation, which was basically unheard of for Starfleet officers. Despite the numerous degrees and massive knowledge the man possessed, Kar'tak was extremely wary of anyone who bucked regulations and was deemed an 'exception' in so many ways.<br><br>To fill his time while the Captain was occupied, Kar'tak went to his station and picked up the datapad and began to read through the daily reports. Nothing out of the ordinary that he could see on cursory examination, just the basic stuff, from stuck turbolifts to loose power buses needing repaired. It continued to amaze him how often the 'little things' seemed to need attention on a ship as advanced as this one, but he definitely understood that quite often, the little things were what mattered most.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xerial</strong> on <strong>12-01-2014, 21:19:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div> <strong>Name:</strong> Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker) <strong><br>Location: </strong>Arriving by Turbolift<br><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Captain Lyra Core, Open<br><br>Nuances. Ares picked them up. He knew how people ticked, could spot their tells, and how they attempted to cover them. Vulcans were better at it than most. He himself had an acute grasp of kinaesthetics. He could read people, but he rarely took their emotional state into mind outside of a poker game. Emotions were messy, and took to long to properly massage.<br><br>`I was recruited for my proclivity towards experimental research, Captain.` The use of her honorific would expedite things. The fact it was proper decorum was not on his registry. `The current facilities are not suitable for how... unstable my experiments can get. With a few modifications I can bring a space to standards commensurate with my old lab. You could detonate an atomic bomb in that lab and it would not leave a dent. Did that once. Very cool light show.`<br><br>Eccentricity was mentioned in his personnel files. As was a seeming oblivion to his personal safety. The safety of others he was mindful of, but he was not afraid to get hurt.<br><br>As the Captain processes, Ares seems to slightly lose focus. He is in truth taking a mental map of the person who just arrived on the bridge, though without looking. There was the faintest scent of incense, though not recently burned. Bateret leaves. The Peldor Festival had been, by his estimation given spatial drift, two days prior. Combined with the confident gait, and the weight of the footfalls, Ares guessed it to be the Executive Officer arriving. Only when Kar'tak moves into sight does he gets his confirmation. While he might not seem to be an attentive person when it comes to social graces, Ares was always observing on several levels. And he too had read the personnel files of everyone on the ship; even the loading crew. One never knew when they would need a load of crates moved to another cargo bay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>18-01-2014, 05:54:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Lyra-avi.jpg)</div> <strong>Character:</strong> Captain Lyra Core (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Lyra_Core) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Captain's chair <br><br><strong>Time:</strong> mid-Morning <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ares and Kar'tak <br><hr> <br><br>She had thought she was prepared for whatever the science officer could announce upon her. The seemingly 'devil may care'&nbsp; attitude was not unexpected. His history was filled with illogical anomalies coupled with a lack of precaution. He was reckless and illogical. As many humans were. Though Lyra had a thought that he was perhaps the most so she had met. Given she was raised on Earth, that was saying a lot. But, she wouldn't judge him too much. Not yet. <br><br>As the lift doors opened she turned her head too see who else was coming to disturb her. Luckily, the person who stepped onto the bridge wasn't there to bother her with requests. It was her First Officer, Kar'tak. There was a moment of something flickering across her eyes. What was it? Happiness? Relief? It was barely there and gone before more could be told than 'pleasant.' She gave a curt nod acknowledging him before turning her attention back to Ares and listened to him ramble about things either unimportant to the situation or that simply did not answer her question to her satisfaction.<br><br>"As seemingly interesting as you think that is, your record is not something I am unaware of. You still, however, did not fully answer my question. What <em>are</em> your experiments? Why <em>exactly</em> do they need an entire cargo bay?" She asked with a somewhat perturbed bare undertone. She did not like him being so avoidant over questions. She was protective of her ship, and her crew on it. She wasn't going to have some rogue scienctist doing dangerous experiments on her ship that she didn't have details on. "Do you truly expect to come in unofficially and have me to simply grant such a request without knowing exactly why? Especially given that you have not reported for a medical or psych exam in quite some time." Yes. The ship and the people on it were her business. Despite him hardly showing himself, she did make himself known to her by reading the extensive files granted to captains. The last thing she needed was to be unprepared when dealing with a unruly crew member. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>18-01-2014, 12:59:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Kar'tak looked down through the various reports again, double-checking to make sure that there wasn't anything overly critical. So far, it all seemed mundane. It was up to him to bring the critical issues to the Captain's attention. It had always truck him as being somewhat funny, though - her reactions to his reports were always the same, whether they were critical or not. She was always so polite, too, and of course... logical.<br><br>The bajoran side of him admired the Captain, and respected Vulcan religious traditions. It made him curious about -her- personal beliefs and ideals, and though he had hinted at having such a discussion with her on one or two occasions during the two months they'd been on the ship, they had never had the opportunity to do so.<br><br>The klingon side of him... want to -breed- with her. That side of him found her strangely alluring, and relished the challenge of breaking through her unemotional vulcan heritage and introducing her to emotion and sensation of his own making. Or rather, the emotion they'd create -together-. It was a much -wilder- side than the spiritual part of him, a side of him that he clearly kept in check with great effort.<br><br>Kar'tak had made a few overtures - subtle as they were - in order to try to learn more about her, but so far, she had proven quite capable of avoiding him. As time went on, he began to wonder if he simply needed to be more direct - or if she had simply been disinterested in him whatsoever. It was hard to tell, but he believed he should keep trying, perhaps upping his efforts slightly week to week until he was either noticed - or she realized his interest and put it to rest for him.<br><br>The First Officer glanced over to see she was still dealing with Ares. Kar'tak was no empath, and he knew that the Captain usually wore the same look on her face most of the time, but the look she had now was -sublty- different, a sort of pained expression mixed with frustration and angst. He didn't know whether he should feel badly for the Captain... or for Ares! Whatever he was discussing with her must not have sat well with her, or at the very least had caught her off guard or confused/concerned her.<br><br>Kar'tak turned his attention back to the attendance logs for the past twenty-four hours, examining duty-reporting times, looking to see if anyone was late for their shifts. He knew he'd eventually get to speak to he Captain at some point in time after she had concluded her business.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xerial</strong> on <strong>18-01-2014, 19:11:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div> <strong>Name:</strong> Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker) <strong><br>Location: </strong>Arriving by Turbolift<br><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Captain Lyra Core, Open<br><br>Ares considers a moment, and he raises a finger. He considers answering the allegations about medical examinations, but he is not actually on duty, and if he really has to be bothered he will do so on the ship's time. He flexes his right hand, and takes two steps, remaining within the Captain's sight line, and places a hand on the helm console. He ignores the look of the on duty helmsperson, and there is a brief moment of vacancy in his eyes, before he starts to speak again.<br><br>`Captain, currently within range of long range sensors we hold two comets, one of which is a rogue. We just passed clear of a nebula that showed signs of eccentric gravitational eddies, and there are two largely uncharted systems.` <br><br>He looks to her now, focus returning, and he lifts his hand from the console. As he speaks, he scratches at his palm absently.<br><br>`We are embarking on a mission into the unknown. While I understand your reservation, I cannot speak as to what experiments might be conducted in the space during the course of our travels. I intend, however, to set up a lab that can handle the unprecedented and maintain a heightened level of safety. I will consult with the engineering staff, and they can vet the specifications to verify that they are beyond standard protocols.` He placed little faith in standard procedures, they were... inflexible.&nbsp; `As for the space, well, I like to be able to stretch. If need be I can give up my quarters and re-locate to the lab. I rarely sleep as it is, and I have few personal possessions aboard.`<br><br>He was living out of two duffel bags. An old habit from his time during the war.<br><br>`I'm here to make discoveries so new they seem to be magic, Captain. A magician needs the proper stage to work with.`<br><br>When he says the last he actually smiles. The man is capable of showing emotion, and even having a level of whimsy. Call it a creative curse, but it had served him well in the past.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 23:29:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Lyra-avi.jpg)</div> <strong>Character:</strong> Captain Lyra Core (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Lyra_Core) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Captain's chair <br><br><strong>Time:</strong> mid-Morning <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ares and Kar'tak <br><hr> <br><br>As she continued to withstand his 'attitude' which showed through so brightly, the human side of her almost...almost wanted to roll her eyes. But she didn't. She sat there blank faced and listened to his 'reasons.' To be honest, he made good points. She just didn't appreciate how he delivered said points. <br><br>"I fail to see your point in relating the comets to your requests. Unless if that is a roundabout way of asking me permission to look into them. If so, you have it. But we aren't diverting our path to accommodate them." She told him as her attention was diverted briefly to a beep from her tablet. Just a update from engineering on a Jeffrey's tube which had been repaired. <br><br>Bringing her attention back to face him she endured the rest of his 'speech' in silence. When he finally quieted down. She spoke again. "While I can certainly understand some of your points. I don't necessarily agree with them all. That said, I am willing to grant the request. However, seeing as how you are off duty and lacking in protocol, I will not grant the request immediately, as I do not see it as a immediate need. Instead, I will put the orders through at a later time when I am not otherwise <em>occupied</em>. In the meantime however, I highly suggest you go for your medical check ups. Now. Seeing as how we have discussed this, you are now dismissed, Mr. Walker." There wasn't any doubt that she used 'Mr' instead of his rank on purpose. It was something of a point of her distaste for his current state. It was also something of a threat. <br><br>However, with that she was done with him and made that abundantly clear by turning her chair away from him. "Good morning, commander." She greeted her first officer as if she just now noticed him. She might have even smiled, if she wasn't part Vulcan. However, there was the subtle hint of a pleasant undertone to her words towards him. She liked her XO. He was thorough, calm, paid attention to the crew, and had manners. At least with that officer, Starfleet had done her a favor in assigning him to the Artemis. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 22:34:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Kroken_Liara.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Kroken Liara (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kroken_Liara) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Having left Kianna on the deck to the Sickbay, Liara ran to her quarters for a quick shower hoping she could slip into the bridge without anyone realize how late she was.&nbsp; She spent the time in the shower reflecting on the events of the morning, but couldn't keep her mind off of the chance meeting with Kianna.&nbsp; She had noticed the woman in Ten Forward earlier in the morning, but something was different when she connected with her in the corridor outside of the Holodeck, and whatever the difference was she was grateful for the change.&nbsp; She was so buried in her thoughts she barely realized the turbolift stopping at the bridge until the door opened to the large open room.&nbsp; Smiling in order to hide any concern that her tardiness would be noticed she stepped off of the turbolift and headed to the nearby engineering and propulsion station.&nbsp; "Computer, recognize Kroken Liara Ensign.&nbsp; <em>Liara, Kroken Ensign Starfleet recognized.&nbsp; Please enter access code.</em>&nbsp; Liara punched in her access code into the console giving her complete access to the ships propulsion and astrometric systems.&nbsp; Let her eyes slowly glide across each of the different propulsion readouts, ensuring that all systems were showing active and within normal parameters.&nbsp; Once she was sure the ship had no issues from a propulsion point of view, she brought up the new Astrometrics telemetry and checked to make sure there wasn't anything of note the report.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 22:46:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Kar'tak heard the doors to the turbolift open and lifted his head, watching Ensign Liara step onto the bridge and swiftly make her way to her station. Kar'tak glanced down at his datapad and noted the time. With a furrowed brow... he rose form his seat, and casually approached the Ensign's station, taking enough time to do so that she'd have ample time to sign-in to her station.<br><br>Kar'tak glanced back at the Captain where she stood talking to Ares. He wasn't sure if the Captain noticed Ensign's late arrival or not, but he decided to follow-up. If he didn't, then the Captain might be following up with -him- later for not doing so.<br><br>"Ensign Liara," he said, his deep voice firm - but relaxed. He did not raise his voice, and he had no wish to embarrass the officer in front of others. But truly his voice held more concern than scorn. "You are seventeen minutes late for your shift. Is everything alright?" he asked. Being part bajoran himself, he had the vague sense that she was distracted, or possibly agitated or anxious, though he could be wrong of course. He hadn't noticed the ensign being later any other time, and on a ship like this there were inevitable delays sometimes. Even he, the Captain, and other senior officers had experienced them at one time or another. But his concern for the crew - especially the bridge crew - was genuine and uncompromising. He stood behind where she sat, awaiting her response.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 23:17:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Kroken_Liara.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Kroken Liara (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kroken_Liara) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kar'Tak, open<br><br><hr><br><em>"Ensign Liara,&nbsp; You are seventeen minutes late for your shift. Is everything alright?"</em><br><br>Liara heard Commander Vanzell approach long before she heard him, but she cringed when she heard him address her as someone who was not familiar with Bajoran custom might, using the given name as her surname.&nbsp; She had expected most starfleet officers were aware of the custom, but apparently the Klingon's were not.&nbsp; Taking a moment to compose herself, thinking it was a good thing she had run to her room for a shower, realizing how close the First Officer was standing near her.&nbsp; Liara slowly turned to the Commander, standing before she addressed him.&nbsp; "I'm very sorry sir.&nbsp; I was running a simulation in the holodeck for updates to the new Astrometrics systems in my time before my shift started and I lost track of time."&nbsp; Liara took heart in the fact that any attempts to confirm her story through ships logs without the proper coding would show exactly what she told him.&nbsp; She reminded herself she needed to send a thank you to Rom for teaching her all he did about holodeck systems before she left.&nbsp; "It won't happen again sir."&nbsp; She said with a smile and a nod as she watched his eyes for any indication he didn't believe her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raziel</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 23:31:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Kar'tak, Anyone else on the bridge<br><br><hr><br>After getting patched up in Sickbay and heading back to her quarters for a much needed shower, Kianna decided to head to the Bridge. Despite the fact she had gotten off a double shift, she didn't really have much to do and apart from her sudden promotion to Chief of Security, she hadn't really interacted with the Bridge crew much. Plus she wasn't sure where her office was...in fact she didn't even know if she had an office now that she thought about it.<br><br>The doors to the Bridge hissed open and she stepped onto it, looking around the room. She saw the Captain busy talking to another member of the crew, Ares she thought it was, if she remembered the crew biographies correctly. Her eyes continued to scan the room and she smiled and nodded at the Security officer on duty before spotting Liara talking with the First Officer and hoped that she wasn't getting into trouble for being late.<br><br>She supposed the first officer would know as much about her duties and if she had an office as much as the Captain would so she could speak to either of them, but since they were both busy, decided to head over to the Security station and speak to the officer there while she waited, at least then it would appear as if she was doing something and not just standing around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 00:00:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Lieutenant Vox, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Kar'tak listened to her explanation closely. As usual, it sounded like the words of a hard-working member of the crew, putting in extra time and effort to ensure they were contributing to the mission at maximum efficiency. If he had any doubts about her words, it did not show on his face, or in his eyes.<br><br>"Very well, ensign. Understood. Do not make it a habit, and it will not be an issue," he said with a slight nod and a gentle tone that conveyed concern far more than annoyance. "As you were."<br><br>He briefly considered checking the veracity of her story, a standard follow-up procedure actually, but the bajoran side of him was encouraging him to trust the fellow bajoran. What reason could she possibly have to deceive him? If it had not been a first offense, he would have been far more concerned. However, he knew the -Captain- had likely seen the ensign's late arrival, and if she questioned him about it later, he would need to be able to give her all the data she required.<br><br>Kar'tak moved back over to his own place on the bridge and retrieved his datapad. A few taps later, he confirmed the ensign's story, exactly as she had explained. <br><br>As he had been talking to the ensign, he was surprised to see Lieutenant Vox arrive on the bridge. His brow-ridge furrowed slightly, as he was under the impression through an earlier report that she had gone to sickbay and had also ended a double-shift very recently. Again, Kar'tak's immediate assumption was: hard worker, putting in the extra time and effort, especially considering her recent and surprising promotion.<br><br>Kar'tak approached the Lieutenant. He had not yet had the opportunity to offer her good-tidings on her promotion.<br><br>"Congratulations, Lieutenant, on your promotion and position," he said, a faint smile on his lips. "From what I've read, I believe you will be up to the challenge and will set an example for others to follow. If you have any questions, or if I can assist you in some way as you acclimate to your new position, please do not hesitate to call upon me," he offered.<br><br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raziel</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 00:45:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Commander Kar'tak, Anyone else on the Bridge.<br><br><hr><br><strong>"Tell you what Ensign, why don't you take the rest of your shift off, I'll cover you."</strong> She said to the young officer.<br><br>"Are you sure ma'am?" He asked as his gaze shifted to the Captain, who was still talking with Ares, then to Commander Kar'tak, who currently had his head in a PADD.<br><br>Kianna nodded with a smiled <strong>I'm sure, besides I am the Chief of Security, you work for me, so go enjoy your new found free time."</strong><br><br>The ensign nodded and headed towards the turbolift as Kianna took is place at the station, keying in her own access code and watching as readouts on all the ships key and vital systems were displayed for her. Giving everything a quick once over everything seemed to be fine, which was good for her considering she'd only recently finished a double shift. But she wasn't tired thanks to the spar session, the trip to sickbay and her encounter with Liara earlier had all but vanquished any tiredness she had felt....plus the current shift was only a few hours, she'd let the next officer take their shift as usual.<br><br>She was brought out of her thoughts by the sounds of heavy footsteps approaching and turned in time to see Commander Vanzell approaching. Although he had been at her promotion it was a pretty quick affair and they had moved on so they hadn't spoken much...if at all actually from what she remembered.<br><br><strong>"Thank you sir."</strong> she smiled as he congratulated her on her promotion. <strong>"I'm glad you think I will be up to the challenge sir, although I will admit even with 235 years of experience, this promotion was quite a shock, but I can handle it, one of the advantages of living 4 other lifetimes in Starfleet throughout the years."</strong>&nbsp; She added with a smile, then remembered that she was technically only 26 years old now and just a Lieutenant and coughed <strong>"Uh...sir, old habits."</strong> She muttered, before thanking him for offering to help. He was about to turn away when she spoke up, then closed her mouth knowing that it would sound like the most stupidest question ever.<br><br><strong>"Actually sir, I do have one question...you wouldn't happen to know where my office is would you? Or if I even have one? There was one listed in the ship directory but it looks like a janitors closet now."</strong> She paused and felt so stupid for asking the question that she reverted to what she always did when she felt uncomfortable, she told a joke. <strong>"But if those dirty toilets prove to be a threat to ship sir then I'll do my job and clean the hell out of them."</strong> And then waited, hoping the Commander had a sense of humour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 02:04:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Lieutenant Vox, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Kar'tak took her thanks in stride, nodding once to her curtly to acknowledge his appreciation of such. He folded his hands together behind him, listening to the Lieutenant's description of the shock she felt at receiving the promotion in the first place, as well as her references to her Trill heritage. She had quite the disarming smile, but Kar'tak took that in stride, as well. <br><br>"235 years? I would have assumed you would have made Admiral by now," he said, and only the barest hint of his smile would confirm it was -his- attempt at humor and not some admonishment over her ambition. He noted that she had apparently relieved the security ensign who was here before her, so he assumed she had other duties to perform. But before he could turn away to leave her to her duties, she posed a question to him.<br><br>Her question was actually... adorable. The idea that the new chief of security had no idea where her office was, was -almost- silly enough to make him break out with laughter. However, not wishing to embarrass her, his smile just widened slightly wider instead.<br><br>"There has been quite a bit of... re-arranging," he said, "On -many- decks," he added, glancing over where Ares was speaking to the Captain. His gaze drifted back quickly to the lieutenant. "But yes, the office was relocated not long ago. Its new location is deck 39, corridor C, berth 7." He paused, then glanced around the bridge. His eyes settled on the other person he had most recently spoken to. "If you wish, perhaps you could have Ensign Liara show you the way, as I believe she knows where it is? When you feel that your duties are sufficiently up to date of course," he offered, having absolutely no idea what had transpired between the two women.<br><br>"As for those dirty toilets... it would definitely be a sad day if they were to ever pose a true threat to the ship. Vigilance in all things, Lieutenant. Even when it comes to bathroom cleanliness," he smirked, then prepared to turn away and return to his own station.</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 02:17:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Kroken_Liara.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Kroken Liara (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kroken_Liara) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kar'Tak, open<br><br><hr><br>Liara listened quietly to the conversation between Kianna and Commander Vanzell.&nbsp; The Klingon Bajoran was a bit of a mystery to her but she liked his demeanor as the Bajoran side tended to calm his natural aggressive tendencies.&nbsp; She smiled softly, staring at her displays and controls while Kianna made a joke about the status of the original Security officers office.&nbsp; It wasn't a surprise how quickly they had pushed the Artemis out of Space Dock since it was commissioned that many of the new systems and quarters on board were in some form of disarray.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"If you wish, perhaps you could have Ensign Liara show you the way, as I believe she knows where it is? When you feel that your duties are sufficiently up to date of course,"</em>&nbsp; The comment surprised Liara as she was worried that maybe someone knew about their little interlude in the hallway.&nbsp; More logical minds took over as she realize that Commander Vanzell would never suggest she go off alone with Kianna had he known what was going on with them.&nbsp; Her fingers unconsciously traveled along the system status reports as she waited for a response from Kianna.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raziel</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 02:18:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> <br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Kianna smiled at his joke about being an Admiral <strong>"Sadly it doesn't work like that, each new host they reset the clock so to speak, besides I much prefer being where the action is, with a weapon in my hand."</strong> She replied and watched as his mile grew just that little bit wider, no doubt finding the idea of the chief of security not knowing where her office was, still she appreciated his not laughing out right at it.<br><br>She smiled when he told her where her office actually was <strong>"Thank you sir, I'm glad you knew at least."</strong> She replied, as her eyes flicked over to Liara and smiled <strong>"Oh I think the Ensign would make a perfect guide sir, thank you."</strong> and couldn't help but laugh out loud at his comment about the dirty toilets <strong>"Oh of course sir, can never be too sure about anything out here, even bathroom cleanliness....plus it's exactly the most honourable way to go, is it?"</strong> She liked the Commander, it was always nice to serve with people who could crack a joke.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 02:49:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Lieutenant Vox, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>"Ah, I see," he replied to her reference to her comments about Trill hosts, and the concept was truly foreign to him - but no less curious. "Fascinating. Perhaps one day you might allow me to question you more about the process. Yes, I realize I could simply learn the information from the computer of course, but direct conversation with an actual member of your race would be far more efficient," he said. "But I definitely agree about the 'weapon in hand'. I find it highly unlikely I will ever find myself stuck behind a desk," he said, the faint smile still on his lips.<br><br>Kar'tak nodded when she thanked him for the location to her office, and then nodded again when she thanked him for offering her a suitable guide. He shook his head when she assured him that any sort of defeat at the hands of bathroom cleanliness would not be an honorable way to go. For a moment, out of the corner of his eye, he thought that perhaps the Captain had cast a quick glance his way. Hopefully, she had not heard his softly-spoke words, but he knew the ears of a Vulcan were large and sensitive.<br><br>He cleared his throat, turning his eyes back to the Lieutenant. "Very well, then. As you were," he nodded, though he didn't quite get the smile off his face until he returned to his post, PADD in hand.</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raziel</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 14:02:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Commander Kar'tak, Anyone else on the Bridge.<br><br><hr><br>Kianna listened as the Commander spoke, expressing his interesting in discussing the Trill joining and smiled <strong>"I'd be happy to discuss it sir, whenever we have some free time."</strong> she replied and smiled when he agreed about the weapon in hand comment, finding herself nodding in agreement <strong>"I completely agree sir...if I'm going out, it'll be on a battlefield talking out as many bad guys as I can."</strong> And smiled as he cleared his throat and turned away, returning to his station.<br><br>She spent the next several minutes pushing buttons on the Security console in front of her, occasionally glancing over towards Liara's station, trying to suppress the sly grin that the Commander had suggested she be the one to escort her to her office. The time it took her to check the Security systems and verify that her duties were, as the Commander had said "sufficiently" handled was an agonisingly slow one, despite the reality of it only taking several minutes. Satisfied, she motioned to one of the junior officers to fill in for her at the station. One of the perks of being part of Security, there was always someone to replace you when needed,&nbsp; after you they handled everything for alien intruders to bar fights in ten forward, you never knew when you'd need to step away.<br><br>She made her way over to Liara's station with a calm demeanour brought on by several lifetimes of experience, concealing the excitement she was feeling as she came to a stop beside the station.<br><br><strong>"Excuse me Ensign, do you have a moment?"</strong> She asked with the same calm, professional tone.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 15:48:05</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Kroken_Liara.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Kroken Liara (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kroken_Liara)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kar'Tak, Kianna, open<br><br><hr><br>Liara listened quietly to the discussion on the bridge, keeping her eyes on the systems reports that constantly updated based on the situation on the ship from minute to minute.&nbsp; She focused on her work as a way to cover the excitement in her body over the prospect of having a few more free moments with Kianna.<br><br><em>"Excuse me Ensign, do you have a moment?"</em>&nbsp; The Lieutenant's tone was well controlled as she stepped up behind Liara.&nbsp; She hadn't heard Kianna approach but she could feel her presence as she closed.&nbsp; Liara turned slowly, as if she hadn't anticipated Kianna's approach.&nbsp; Standing with a smile on her face she nodded to Kianna.&nbsp; "Yes, Ma'am.&nbsp; I heard Commander Vanzell suggest I show you where the new security office is.&nbsp; I'd be happy to help."&nbsp; She typed a command into her console to lock the console before turning to the commander.&nbsp; "Commander, I'm reading an anomaly in the Astrometrics sensors that may be causing a drift in our navigation systems.&nbsp; I'll need to stop by deck thirteen on the way back to diagnose the problem.&nbsp; It may take me a while to find the problem."&nbsp; She waited for a response from the First Officer before turning to Kianna with as serious of a look as she could manage on her face, the only hint of her anticipation; a slight curl to the edge of her lips.&nbsp; "After you please Lieutenant."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arkhos</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 16:40:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Lyra Core, Ensign Liara, Lieutenant Vox, Anyone else on the bridge<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"><br>Kar'tak had immersed himself into composing a list of bullet-points for the next staff-meeting with the Captain, and then was browsing through some distracting personal data he had been researching when he heard Liara's voice address him by name.<br><br>He looked up from his PADD and saw Lieutenant Vox standing at the Ensign's station, as if ready to go for the trek down to her new office. For a moment, Kar'tak thought they had already departed earlier, only slightly distracted by what he had been reading.<br><br>"Ah yes, very well. Take whatever time you need, Ensign. Drift is something we definitely prefer to live without," he nodded to her, having no idea what sort of trouble those two were looking to get into with each other. "Carry on."<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raziel</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 18:24:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kroken Liara<br><br><hr><br><em>"Yes, Ma'am.&nbsp; I heard Commander Vanzell suggest I show you where the new security office is.&nbsp; I'd be happy to help."</em> Liara said causing Kianna to smile, which given where she was standing meant only Liara could see it, was a seductive one. However when she spoke, Kianna's voice still maintained that calm, professional tone, despite her smile and the mischievous twinkle in her eyes.<br><br><strong>"Thank you Ensign, I appreciate the assistance."</strong> She replied as she started walking towards the turbolift, making sure to wiggle her ass slightly for Liara as she walked past, teasing the younger woman just before she said something to the Commander about the navigation sensors, not really listening to the exchange as she entered the lift and waited for the blonde to join her, her face and posture having returned to the professional demeanour she usually maintained, wondering for a moment why the Bajoran had such a profound affect on her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 21:57:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Kroken_Liara.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Kroken Liara (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kroken_Liara)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kar'Tak, Kianna, open<br><br><hr><br><em>"Thank you Ensign, I appreciate the assistance."</em><br><br>It took all of Liara's control to walk behind Kianna without being obvious about staring at her ass as it wiggled in front of her.&nbsp; Liara was sure that her partner in crime was accentuating the movements for her benefit, teasing her and trying to get her to lose her composure in front of the senior officers.&nbsp; Liara fought not to give in, knowing she'd soon be alone with Kianna.&nbsp; It would take eternal control to no jump the amazing Trill the minute the doors closed.&nbsp; "Computer, deck thirteen.&nbsp; Lieutenant, I'll take you to show you the Brig on the saucer section first, we can stop by Astrometrics on the way so I can check out this problem if you don't mind.&nbsp; Or we can go straight to your office."&nbsp; She said as they entered the turbolift waiting for the doors to close.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raziel</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 22:12:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-Morning<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kroken Liara<br><br><hr><br>When the doors closed, Kianna smiled as she turned to look at the Bajoran, her cool, calm composure being maintained only by lifetimes of experience. <strong>"Visiting Astrometrics would be fine, we don't want navigation affected badly."</strong> Kianna replied <strong>"Besides, it will be fun to watch you work."</strong> She added as she made a show of slowly moving her eyes downwards, drinking in Liara's lithe body. Her eyes scanning every inch of her curves and unable to suppress the hungry licking of her lips as she took it in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Bridge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xerial</strong> on <strong>01-02-2014, 22:00:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div> <strong>Name:</strong> Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker) <strong><br>Location: </strong>Arriving by Turbolift<br><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Captain Lyra Core, Open<br><br>If Ares was overtly concerned at the result of his conversation with the Captain, it did not show. He was in fact, not. Military hierarchy was just another, more codified, form of bureaucracy to him. It was red tape that served a purpose - as all order did - but could be just as much a hindrance. Order in battle meant efficiency and flexibility. Otherwise it just meant caution and protocol. Those were things that he had little time for when it came to his work. And he had no qualms about her calling him 'Mr.'. She was the Captain, after all, and that was her prerogative. He had been a man slightly apart from Starfleet for years, and without his rank he was still be a brilliant, and eccentrically trained scientist. And rather handsome, in his own humble estimation.<br><br>`Take all the time you want to review, Captain. I am available any time.`<br><br>Sleep was something he did not actively avoid, but minimized.<br><br>As if picking up on the cue he was being cast aside, he turned and with little regard to anyone else on the bridge headed for the turbolift. While he had no intent on actually submitting to the poking and prodding of a doctor, or more annoyingly yet the probing questions of a counselor, he had a reason to head to sick bay.
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