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    sirvanyev
    Object in Space

    Fleet Rank : Captain
    Number of posts : 121
    Location : Left coast, USA
    Ship Name : U.S.S. Illustrious
    Ship Registry Number : NCC 97107-A
    Ship Class : Fleet Excelsior Class
    (updated hull of the previously lost U.S.S. Thunderer (NCC-2032), recovered in the badlands by the Serenity rescue fleet)
    Fleet Division : Command

    Main RP Character Profile
    Name: Vanyev

    First shift

    Post by sirvanyev on Mon Feb 03, 2014 3:00 pm

    U.S.S. Illustrious A, Badlands interdiction patrol.  Gamma Shift
    (Notes:  Excelsior class, Nomad bridge)

    "Hold the door!"
    The petite ensign stepped from the junior officer's deck into a crowded turbolift car, bound for the bridge and the start of Gamma Shift, taking the right wall between the railing and a tall Bajoran Lieutenant.  As she adjusted her new brown uniform and triple-checked that her commbadge and rank pins were straight, he spoke.
    "You're the new helm officer, right?"
    "Yes Sir, Elise Piretti.  First assignment"
    "Welcome to the Big I.  I'm Tek Jerile, weapons officer.  First shift?"
    "Indeed Sir."
    "Thanks, but you'll have no time for honorifics if we get busy.  Want some advice?"
    "Yes Sir!"
    "Gamma is Commander Shelana's shift, the First Officer.  She's intense... but very fair.  Be honest and do your best and she'll treat you well.  Be firm and by all means, direct.  Also, she doesn't use the course and mark system for helm direction.  Have you used relative course corrections?"
    "Once, for the mid-term exams"
    "Good, you'll need that.  Also, after you complete a maneuver, she likes to hear a verbal confirmation.  Bridge will get a bit noisy, but it adds to the intensity.  Remember what you were taught and keep focused, and you'll do fine".
    "Thank you Sir.  I'll do my best".

    The doors hissed open onto the wide, low-ceilinged bridge of the Illustrious.  Rear stations were hidden behind massive touch panels full of flickering information.  The center of the bridge held the three command seats and two consoles with two chairs each, with their backs to the center chair.  Elise's heart jumped with both excitement and nerves... this was the first non-simulator bridge she had stepped onto outside of her training cruise.

    Both side seats were empty.  The center chair was taken by a female Andorian.  She was mid height, large-eyed, lean and athletic, her blue eyes full of intensity and her long hair tied back into a long tail.  Her uniform was trimmed in command white, vs. Elise's own gold.  She looked ready to spring out of her chair.  It was hard for the Ensign to not be a bit intimidated.

    Gathering her courage, Elise approached her Commander.

    "Commander, Ensign Peretti reports as ordered"
    "At ease Peretti.  I've read your records, and you're up to the task or you wouldn't be here.  We don't have the luxury of giving you simulator shifts during wartime, so you'll have to get up to speed quickly.  I trust Mr. Tek gave you the basics?"
    "Yes Sir"
    "Good.  Stay sharp, confident and focused, and you'll do fine.  Ready to get hunting?"
    "Yes Sir!"
    "Very well.  Take your station."
    Elise marched to the last open seat of the four, just to the commander's left, on the right-hand side of the left console and logged in.  The controls were more "retro" than the last set she had used, on the Nova class she had trained on and she had to locate the customizable zones of the board.  She quickly set the combat maneuvering controls to relative headings.
    "Peretti, current course and speed?"
    "Heading... belay that.  Sir, on course for grid 172, passing through grid 168 now, speed warp 2.4"
    "Very good.  Weapons status Mr. Tek?"
    "Phaser capacitors charged and held, torps powered but warheads uncharged.  Fire control at passive"
    "Ms. T'Bama, Ops status?"
    "Ship is rigged combat ready, power policy set to switch on your mark.  Power transfer nominal, reactor at 29% load.  Sensors at high-sensitivity passive, EW off.  No contacts on long-range sensors"
    "Mr Taylor, Comm status?"
    "All clear.  Ticonderoga reported an unidentified target, perhaps cruiser sized, no IFF, in grid 169 ten hours ago.  The Merriweather destroyed a squad of two beetles four hours ago in grid 173 and one of our convoys was hit in grid 160 by a Galor, no word on it's current location"
    Lt. Tek leaned next to Elise's ear and whispered: "Beetles are Jem'Hadar attack ships".
    "Thanks"
    "Very well.  I think our best bet is this mystery contact the Ticonderoga lost.  Ops, viewer tactical, sector scale.  Helm, forty degrees to starboard;  Lets go hunting."
    "Viewer to tactical"
    Elise looked at her panel, making triple sure she executed the order, when the commander spoke.   "Ms. Peretti?"
    Tek bumped her shoulder, and Elise remembered.  "um, Forty degrees to starboard.  Sir, ship is now at new heading to grid... 173, passing into grid 169 in eleven minutes"
    "Comm, notify Starfleet that we're going after that mystery contact.  Lock down communications for quiet running"
    "Comm aye"
    "Ops, rig for quiet running.  I don't want to spook our quarry"
    "Quiet running set"

    The next forty minutes went by with a deceptive routine, the quiet hum of the deck and the random beeping of control inputs creating a surreal soundtrack.  Elise swore her fellows looked unnervingly accustomed to their surroundings, while she was fighting the feeling that she was going to get pulled out of her chair any second by her superiors and telling herself that the Commander's eyes weren't staring at the back of her head.  On top of that was the euphoria of knowing she was at the helm of a massive cruiser patrolling the badlands at wartime, hunting for True Way adversaries.  

    <to be continued>


    Last edited by sirvanyev on Wed Jun 18, 2014 12:49 pm; edited 2 times in total


    __________________________________________________________
    Captain Vanyev
    U.S.S. Illustrious, Fleet Excelsior Class Advanced Heavy Cruiser

    U.S.S. Gyrefalcon, Fleet Dervish Class Patrol Escort
    U.S.S. Delta Endeavor, (Formerly I.S.S. Inquisitor) Fleet-refitted Luna/Comet Class Mirror-Universe Science Vessel
    "Virtus est Victoria"

    Pyriel32
    Director of Intelligence

    Fleet Rank : Fleet Admiral
    Special Operations Rank : SPO Fleet Admiral
    Intel Department Rank : INT Fleet Admiral
    Number of posts : 4650
    Location : Serenity Station
    Ship Name : U.S.S. ACHERON
    Ship Registry Number : NCC-97397-D
    Ship Class : Eclipse Class Intel Cruiser (Special Operations Refit)
    Fleet Division : Intel/Special Ops

    Main RP Character Profile
    Name: Pyriel Danto

    Re: First shift

    Post by Pyriel32 on Mon Feb 03, 2014 4:42 pm

    ooc: Nice work as always.

    sirvanyev
    Object in Space

    Fleet Rank : Captain
    Number of posts : 121
    Location : Left coast, USA
    Ship Name : U.S.S. Illustrious
    Ship Registry Number : NCC 97107-A
    Ship Class : Fleet Excelsior Class
    (updated hull of the previously lost U.S.S. Thunderer (NCC-2032), recovered in the badlands by the Serenity rescue fleet)
    Fleet Division : Command

    Main RP Character Profile
    Name: Vanyev

    Re: First shift

    Post by sirvanyev on Mon Feb 03, 2014 6:19 pm

    after what seemed to be an eternity, a red dot showed up on the tactical display amidst the endless green grid lines and yellow nebula clouds.

    T'Bama, the young Vulcan woman at Ops spoke quickly.  "Commander, long range sensor contact, heading 015 degrees, running relative 195 degrees, warp 2.  Attempting to identify on passive sensors only"
    "Could be our missing cruiser.  Ops, take the ship to blackout.  Have we been scanned?"
    "Blackout in place.  Negative.  Cruiser sized ship, preliminary energy signature appears Klingon.  Older type of warp signature, quite "loud" by our standards.  Working...  contact identified as a K'Tinga Refit Class, D7-C Eviscerator".
    Commander Shelana leaned forward in the command chair.  "That's an OLD hull!  Must be an independent raider.  Odds are good they haven't spotted us yet."
    Lt. Taylor chimed in "Some 85 years old, Sir.  We out-class them almost two to one.  Their engines max out at warp 7.5.  No wonder they ran from the Ticonderoga"
    Elise cleared her throat and spoke: "Time to intercept at max warp 4.8 minutes, Sir".
    The Commander spoke: "They're only 3 minutes from the nebula.  We'll have to sucker them in.  Comm, raise the Captain"
    "channel open"
    "Vanyev here.  What do you have?"
    "Sir, a K'tinga refit D7-charlie, the Eviscerator.  Probable independent raider."
    "Copy.  On my way"
    Minutes went by while the magnified dot of the Eviscerator began to reveal it's angular lines to the crew.  The turbolift doors opened and Commander Shelana called out "Captain on the Bridge!"
    The crew stood to attention as one.  "As you were.  Commander, keep center seat on this one.  I want to watch Gamma shift work"
    Elise slowed her breathing down as Commander Shelana issued more orders, with the crew answering back their responses.  She swore she could hear a veiled glee in her voice.
    "Crew, prepare to engage.  Ops, take the ship to yellow alert, but maintain blackout.  Tek, bring torps to standard load and prepare to take fire control to active on my order.  Comm, send a burst to Starfleet apprising them of our situation.  Ms. Peretti, drop out of warp and make your heading oh-five degrees  relative to the D7, 1/2 impulse.  Mind if I borrow your name for a moment?"
    The stars slowed and stopped their paralax as the Illustrious dropped back into normal space and turned about like a leviathan. "1/2 impulse, heading 005 relative to target.  Ummm, no Sir?"
    The Captain spoke:  "You going to fox them, Commander?"
    "I'm going to try.  Helm, start a slow roll along our X axis, 3 degrees per minute, clockwise.  Ops, drop plasma flow to the nacelles as low as you can while keeping a five-second start, and vent a trickle of drive plasma from the nacelles.  Comm, open the shipwide"
    "Slow roll?  Aye"
    "Warp drive power down to 10%"
    "Channel open"
    "Illustrious, this is the First Officer.  Expect some maneuvering and lighting variations.  Battle stations!  This is not a drill"
    "Ops, take the ship to red alert, but keep our shields at minimum.  Flicker the port side lights on the saucer in an irregular pattern, more off than on.  Disable main interior lighting on the secondary hull"
    The bridge lights faded and a red glow issued from the overhead struts.  Outside, the great ship's engines faded to a dull blue glow and trailed rivulets of green gas, as it's windows began to flicker and it listed slowly to port, looking for all world like a ship in trouble.
    "Open a channel to the Eviscerator, tight beam, audio only"
    "Channel open"
    Shelana cleared her throat and spoke in a much higher tone:  "Unidentified vessel, this is Ensign Peretti of the Illustrious.  We are in distress and require immediate help!  We've had plasma fires throughout the ship and have suffered heavy casualties, including the senior bridge crew, and have lost long-range communications.  Can you help?  Please respond!"
    "Are you sure you didn't over-sell it?" Vanyev said, smiling
    "For main fleet Klingons, sure.  For these vultures, maybe not"
    "That's what you're up to!  It's all a ruse!" Ensign Peretti burst out, then immediately said, much quieter "sorry Sir"
    Everyone on the bridge smiled.  "Ops, are they falling for it?"
    "Eviscerator is moving to pursue, warp 4.  Their shields are up and they are charging phasers."
    "Disruptors?  Countermeasures?"
    "Negative on both, Commander"
    On the screen the K'tinga swooped forward.  "Helm, take us to 1/3 impulse.  Weapons, prepare overloads on torps 3&4.  Ops, prepare to fully power all systems."
    "Overloading torps 3&4"
    "Now at 1/3 impulse"
    The Illustrious crept quietly forward as the Klingon drove home towards her target.
    "Sir, target is continuing to close"
    "Torps 3&4 now at 100% overload"
    "Steady people.  Here she comes."

    <to be continued>


    __________________________________________________________
    Captain Vanyev
    U.S.S. Illustrious, Fleet Excelsior Class Advanced Heavy Cruiser

    U.S.S. Gyrefalcon, Fleet Dervish Class Patrol Escort
    U.S.S. Delta Endeavor, (Formerly I.S.S. Inquisitor) Fleet-refitted Luna/Comet Class Mirror-Universe Science Vessel
    "Virtus est Victoria"

    sirvanyev
    Object in Space

    Fleet Rank : Captain
    Number of posts : 121
    Location : Left coast, USA
    Ship Name : U.S.S. Illustrious
    Ship Registry Number : NCC 97107-A
    Ship Class : Fleet Excelsior Class
    (updated hull of the previously lost U.S.S. Thunderer (NCC-2032), recovered in the badlands by the Serenity rescue fleet)
    Fleet Division : Command

    Main RP Character Profile
    Name: Vanyev

    Re: First shift

    Post by sirvanyev on Thu Jul 24, 2014 5:06 pm

    “Target dropping out of warp now, speed at 1/2 impulse.  Maintaining heading but slipping to a line parallel to our port side. 35 seconds to weapons range”.
    The Captain spoke: “They’re taking advantage of the cross-deck phaser arcs.  From a 60 degree angle offside, they’ll be able to hit us with fore, aft and both wing phasers.  It’s the reason D-7’s were shaped the way they are.  Classic approach.  She’ll fire on us at exactly 60 degrees relative, if I’m right”.
    Shelana’s voice spoke with some clipped urgency now.
    “Ops, power up the ship to full and plot that firing arc on the viewer.  Full scan on target.  Helm, port 10 degrees, and keep them a few degrees below our plane of sight.  I don’t want them putting our saucer between our torps and them. 10% reserve to the forward tractor array.”
    T’Bama reported: “Power up to full in 3,2,1, now.  Shields at full, sensors to active, scan commencing.  They are charging disruptors and have enabled ECM.  Target is launching two shuttles”
    Elise answered: “Port 10 aye”
    Vanyev turned to the duty science ensign behind his right shoulder, who was watching events unfold with great interest.  “Ensign Ramirez, right?  Get me life signs on those shuttles immediately.  Tie in the astrometrics if you have to”
    “Captain, BP shuttles at this range?”
    “Those aren’t boarding party shuttles, if I’m right.  I’m thinking they may be scatter packs.  These have to be vintage Klingons.  They are taking the fight we offered, odds be damned”.
    The Ensign spoke:  “Sir, no life signs, but reading 6 antimatter signatures on each shuttle, each with a payload of about a photon torp”.
    “Tek, can you put some phasers on those shuttles?”
    Too late, two small flashes originated as the shuttles launched their payloads, and a cloud of 12 missiles drove toward the Illustrious, with the Klingon in the middle.
    “Guns, belay that, and get firing solutions on those missiles, now.  As many phasers as you need, fire when ready.  Save what you can for the cruiser.  Ops, full ECCM to burn through their jamming.”
    With the Federation cruiser’s guns otherwise occupied, the Eviscerator banked hard to her right and fired exactly at the angle Vanyev predicted, with every beam erupting from the Klingon’s predatory form, tightly focused on the invisible seam between her forward and port side shields.  A nimbus of blue light met the miniature sun of energy, and a small secondary plume of fire bloomed from the ship’s hull directly below.  The great ship shuddered.  On the tactical display, the last of the missiles flared out of existence before hitting the ship, taken out by a starburst of phaser fire.
    “Fore and port shields down 30%.  Hull damage to deck 12, sections 17 and 19.  Forcefields in place”
    “Ops, 40% of the reserve to shield reinforcement and get damage control active.  Helm, pursuit course, full impulse.  Ready on tractors.  Guns, overload torps one and two, and prepare to fire.  Narrow salvo.  Focus fire on their starboard nacelle only.”
    “Torps overloading, ready in 15 seconds.  Phasers recycling in 10.  Targeting torpedoes now”
    “Ship is on pursuit course, full impulse.”
    “Standing by on tractors”
    “Overloads ready”
    The Eviscerator turned away as the Illustrious, now bloodied, followed relentlessly.  As the distance closed, two more explosions rocked the forward shields and the ship shuddered again.
    “Two mine impacts, forward shields now down 50%”
    Elise knew what to do and acted. “Adjusting course Z+ two kilometers sir!”  She pulled the ship vertically up and away from the dangerous space directly behind their prey.
    “She’s firing again!”  More flashes as the Klingons unfired right waist phasers fired at the same spot the mines had hit, scoring further shield damage.
    “This ends now.  Tek, hold the torps but on my mark, drop their rear shield, phasers only.  ops, ready on tractors, pull the rest of available power to keep a lock.  Helm, run them down, full impulse.”
    “Guns ready”
    “Tractors ready”
    “course set to close”
    “Ops, engage tractor beam”
    “Locked. they are attempting a resonation wave to break”
    “Fire phasers”
    “Firing!”
    Multiple streams of fury converged on the rear shields of the Eviscerator, directly above the right nacelle.  It’s shields flared, then weakened.
    “Target shields down to 15%”
    “Torpedoes, on my mark, take out that engine”
    The Klingon, ensnared by the tractor, laboredly pulled slightly to it’s left and fired it port waist phasers at the tractor emitter, to little effect.  It's engine nacelles began the telltale glow of a ship about to jump to warp.
    “Fire torpedoes!”
    The Eviscerator broke free of the the blue web of the tractor just as the angry cluster of overloaded photon torpedoes crashed through the Klingon’s rear shield and blasted a fiery crater out of the rear end of the right warp engine.  A cascade of secondary explosions chained through the engine and exploded out the front of it.  Shattered duranium and plasma fire exploded outward and left a smoldering stump on the klingon’s right wing,Trailing embers and drive plasma, as the ship slowed, then stopped as it’s lights flickered and died.
    “Good shooting tek!  Helm, full stop!”
    “full stop aye”
    The Illustrious stopped and loomed over her prize, a small black mark marring her paint just below her port torpedo launcher.  The Klingon cruiser slowly listed to her port as what was left of her drive plasma vented to space, pushing her around her axis as bits of shrapnel slowly orbited the stricken ship.


    Last edited by sirvanyev on Thu Jul 24, 2014 5:33 pm; edited 2 times in total


    __________________________________________________________
    Captain Vanyev
    U.S.S. Illustrious, Fleet Excelsior Class Advanced Heavy Cruiser

    U.S.S. Gyrefalcon, Fleet Dervish Class Patrol Escort
    U.S.S. Delta Endeavor, (Formerly I.S.S. Inquisitor) Fleet-refitted Luna/Comet Class Mirror-Universe Science Vessel
    "Virtus est Victoria"

    sirvanyev
    Object in Space

    Fleet Rank : Captain
    Number of posts : 121
    Location : Left coast, USA
    Ship Name : U.S.S. Illustrious
    Ship Registry Number : NCC 97107-A
    Ship Class : Fleet Excelsior Class
    (updated hull of the previously lost U.S.S. Thunderer (NCC-2032), recovered in the badlands by the Serenity rescue fleet)
    Fleet Division : Command

    Main RP Character Profile
    Name: Vanyev

    Re: First shift

    Post by sirvanyev on Thu Jul 24, 2014 5:08 pm

    “magnify”
    The broken hull of their quarry filled the view screen.  
    “Computer, translate the klingon script on the starboard pylon.”
    >Script translates as I.K.V. Eviscerator.<
    “I sure hope they’re Klingons, or this won’t work.” said the Commander.
    “they acted like it.  Classic Klingons as well.  They knew what they were charging into, almost certainly” said the Captain.
    “Mr. Taylor, Hail them”
    “Channel open”
    Commander Shelana stood as she faced the view screen and spoke. “Commander Illustrious to Commander Eviscerator.  I would face my foe.”
    The screen flicked to life as the ship answered.  A middle-aged Klingon with a greying beard and eyes sharp with cunning answered.  His face showed a flush of satisfaction, as if he had just climbed a mountain.  Elise found it hard not to stare, and pretended to be very busy with her console.
    “K’nett, son of Khyron, of the House of Olar faces you.  I am your foe this day”
    “I am Shelana y’Vanyeva, of the Kendall Clan, First Officer of the Illustrious. You have fought with honor.  I sense that you were not deceived by us”
    “We were not”
    “Had we known your ship was crewed by the Imperial race, we would not have attempted it.  K’nett, son of Khyron, your crew’s courage will be remembered.  Now, choose.  Die this day, or lay down your arms, and the majority of your crew will be returned to the Empire, so that they may fight new battles.  On my word, your people will be treated with dignity as long as they are on our ship.”
    The Klingon stared in contemplation at the Andorian for several long seconds. “You speak well, Shelana of the Illustrious.  If you heart matches your words, then I envy your future foes.”
    “You must judge that for yourself.”

    Several tense moments went by as neither Shelana nor K’nett broke their mutual gaze.  K’nett held an expression of careful thought.  It reminded Elise of the stare-down during gunfights in those old “westerns” her father liked so much.  

    After what seemed much longer than it was, his face broke, and he gave a resigned smile.
    “Very well.  You have won this battle and our ship in honorable combat.  Our crew stands ready for the word of the victor.  The choice, however, is yours.”
    The Commander nodded her head.  “Today is not the day of your death.  Send your crew to the aft marine staging transporter area on deck 6.  There will be no weapons or further resistance, on your honor.  We will prepare provisions and medical attention for your people, if desired.  We will begin transport in 15 Terran minutes.  Be ready by then.  Illustrious out.”

    “Personal log, continued.  During Illustrious’ long trip back to Serenity Station towing the Eviscerator the news of the new Treaty between the Federation and the Klingons was announced.  The Captain had the announcement played in the cargo bay the Klingons had been held in, then ceremonially returned Commander K’nett’s DaTagh dagger and gifted him a blade of his own.  With the exception of three members of the Eviscerator’s crew, who grumbled about weakness, the news was well accepted, the doors were opened and our crews met face to face.  As repair crews from both ships began their work on the Eviscerator, we drank to the new fight together with the Undine, and I found myself in a bar on Kronos in Holodeck 2 sharing academy stories with a young male junior officer from their communications section late into the ship’s night.  Note to future generations… Klingon Blood Wine is NOT for sipping slowly.  It’s more of an all-or-nothing kind of experience.  You have been warned!

    I sincerely hope that the scene I saw is playing out similarly elsewhere.  The Captain is right when he spoke to both crews that the Federation cannot afford to ignore the lessons the Klingons can teach us about readiness, and that there is always a battle to be fought.  I fear my home will never know true peace as long as the True Way, the Borg, the Undine and goodness knows who else is out there.  I do know that there’s nowhere else I want to be than right here, at MY duty station, here on the Big I… and for now, that will do me just fine.  Ensign Elise Peretti, Helm officer of the Illustrious, signing off.”


    __________________________________________________________
    Captain Vanyev
    U.S.S. Illustrious, Fleet Excelsior Class Advanced Heavy Cruiser

    U.S.S. Gyrefalcon, Fleet Dervish Class Patrol Escort
    U.S.S. Delta Endeavor, (Formerly I.S.S. Inquisitor) Fleet-refitted Luna/Comet Class Mirror-Universe Science Vessel
    "Virtus est Victoria"

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