06-11-2025, 04:16 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-11-2025, 04:18 AM by Morad Ameen.)
== Bridge >>> Transporter Room One ==
As Morad walked into the room, he saw the Transporter Chief, a stern-looking NCO, at his console, making final adjustments. He did a quick scan of the room.
Okay, we're here first. Gath and his honor guard are on their way...
"Chief," Ameen said, his voice calm and clear. "Report."
"All systems green, Commander," the Transporter Chief replied crisply. "We have a lock on the transport coordinates from Trill. Ready on your mark."
No sense waiting around. We can get the luggage aboard while we wait for the security detail to assemble...
"Alright, Chief. Let's start with the Mediator's personal effects. Bring them aboard."
"Energizing, Sir."
The familiar whine of the transporter filled the room as columns of blue light began to shimmer on the pad. In seconds, the energy resolved into solid matter. And there they were: Mediator Kestir’s belongings consisted of two oversized suitcases of a flowery design, along with a floppy sun hat, which also bore an ornate flower. Ameen raised an eyebrow just slightly.
What the what??? A flowery suitcases and a sun hat! Right. Definitely not what I expected...
"Chief," Ameen said, "signal Trill Control we have received the belongings. Inform them to stand by for our signal to transport the Mediator herself." He made sure his next instruction was crystal clear. "We will not proceed with beaming her aboard until Lieutenant Gath and the honor guard are in position here."
He turned to Keir, his hands clasped behind his back, and settled in to wait.
== Tag ==
As Morad walked into the room, he saw the Transporter Chief, a stern-looking NCO, at his console, making final adjustments. He did a quick scan of the room.
Okay, we're here first. Gath and his honor guard are on their way...
"Chief," Ameen said, his voice calm and clear. "Report."
"All systems green, Commander," the Transporter Chief replied crisply. "We have a lock on the transport coordinates from Trill. Ready on your mark."
No sense waiting around. We can get the luggage aboard while we wait for the security detail to assemble...
"Alright, Chief. Let's start with the Mediator's personal effects. Bring them aboard."
"Energizing, Sir."
The familiar whine of the transporter filled the room as columns of blue light began to shimmer on the pad. In seconds, the energy resolved into solid matter. And there they were: Mediator Kestir’s belongings consisted of two oversized suitcases of a flowery design, along with a floppy sun hat, which also bore an ornate flower. Ameen raised an eyebrow just slightly.
What the what??? A flowery suitcases and a sun hat! Right. Definitely not what I expected...
"Chief," Ameen said, "signal Trill Control we have received the belongings. Inform them to stand by for our signal to transport the Mediator herself." He made sure his next instruction was crystal clear. "We will not proceed with beaming her aboard until Lieutenant Gath and the honor guard are in position here."
He turned to Keir, his hands clasped behind his back, and settled in to wait.
== Tag ==