08-16-2026, 04:15 AM
Ens Ava Baldwin enter the bridge just as the 12 pod where transported successfully.
Captain T'Kov offered a single, stiff nod from the other half of the screen. "Your handling of the situation was... adequate, Commander. Starfleet Command will receive our joint report. Templar out."
Vulcans! we always minimize complements, especially to... Ava's thoughts moved to her console, the security station. she had not been on the bridge for some time and she need to familiarize herself with her specific layout.
The viewscreen blinked, returning to the starscape outside. The massive Akira-class cruiser and the smaller Nova-class science vessel broke their flanking formation, banking away gracefully before stretching into brilliant streaks of warp light.
The Zephyr was alone again.
Ameen let out a long, slow breath and finally descended the rest of the way into the command well, taking his seat in the center chair. He looked over at his steadfast tactical officer.
"Stand down to Green Alert, Lieutenant Powl. Take us out of here. Resume our original heading for Deep Space Nine. Warp factor six."
DS 9, haven't been there for a very long time it seems.
Ens Baldwin has a lot of things to think about, but for the moment it was Security on the bridge she needed to focus on.
Captain T'Kov offered a single, stiff nod from the other half of the screen. "Your handling of the situation was... adequate, Commander. Starfleet Command will receive our joint report. Templar out."
Vulcans! we always minimize complements, especially to... Ava's thoughts moved to her console, the security station. she had not been on the bridge for some time and she need to familiarize herself with her specific layout.
The viewscreen blinked, returning to the starscape outside. The massive Akira-class cruiser and the smaller Nova-class science vessel broke their flanking formation, banking away gracefully before stretching into brilliant streaks of warp light.
The Zephyr was alone again.
Ameen let out a long, slow breath and finally descended the rest of the way into the command well, taking his seat in the center chair. He looked over at his steadfast tactical officer.
"Stand down to Green Alert, Lieutenant Powl. Take us out of here. Resume our original heading for Deep Space Nine. Warp factor six."
DS 9, haven't been there for a very long time it seems.
Ens Baldwin has a lot of things to think about, but for the moment it was Security on the bridge she needed to focus on.