[IAS L. Ericson Prologue] Voluntold

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Post by Tony » Thu Jan 31, 2019 1:40 am

Preston had not made a show of his arrival on the Lief Ericson. He for all intents and purposes snuck on to the ship and identified himself with the Ship's computer notifying the command that the Marine Platoon commanding officer was embarked. Preston inspected his Marines briefly and issued some orders that made the marines tense and he moved on. Preston located his quarters and dropped off his belongings, but soon found himself on the other side of the ship, in the mess hall drinking a large cup of coffee, with a cigarette.

He did not want this post. However, it had been impressed on Preston that the IAMC did not want to give him the posting either. They did not want to promote him, nor did they want to do the same to his predecessor. The truth was the IAMC was short on officers and would be for some time. Nobody liked the situation but there it was.

To make matters even more undesirable was the fact that the Second Lieutenant was even greener than he was. Preston lifted his cigarette and took a deep drag, exhaling and then taking a deep swig of his coffee. At least the ship had a smoking mess.
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Post by Mike » Fri Feb 01, 2019 12:53 am

Preston found himself under a shadow, and then under some scrutiny from the owner of that shadow.

She was big, and broad-shouldered, and her eyes were a light blue rimmed in black. It felt a lot like staring down a curious hunting cat. She waved away some of the acrid blueish smoke, and took the seat opposite him, motioning for one of the lower enlisted to bring her what appeared to be tea, rather than coffee. If she disliked the smoke, she had the grace not to say so directly. It was the expression.

"Lieutenant," said Commander Yuan, with her faint Taianese accent, "Welcome aboard. I have met Lieutenant Yamashiro. Are you her second?"
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Post by Tony » Mon Feb 04, 2019 2:23 pm

Yuan's first look at Preston revealed a human man. He was fair complected and fit. His face was an understated handsome, though he seemed to have a rather sad look about his face while at rest. He had a tall nose, and lips that pulled down into a soft distant frown that made him look as if he were rather brooding. He was young as well, at only 23, Preston most certainly did not look older than he was.

Preston had not actually heard Yuan come into the room. He was wrapped up in the Coffee, Cigarette and unpleasant thoughts omelet he had put together for himself. The Sound of Yuan's voice caused Preston to calmly turn his head up to look at her as she sat down in front of him. "Commander." He responded as his green eyes scanned Yuan's rank Insignia. "No. There was a last minute change. Captian Yamashiro was promoted, as was I." Preston said quietly. His voice was deep yet smooth, though he did not project it to make himself sound louder.

Preston went silent, and Yuan found the young Marine Lieutenant was staring at her. A Taianese woman. In an Alliance Officer's uniform. Preston felt like he was seeing some kind of mythic creature. He held his tongue, however.
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Post by Mike » Mon Feb 04, 2019 9:55 pm

Yuan said, "Ah, I shall have to congratulate her."

Then her tea arrived, and she accepted it graciously, but soundlessly. The theme continued on afterwards, as the Commander seemed relatively content to drink her tea in silence. She didn't brood, didn't flinch away from his staring, only brought up a simple datapad on the surface of the table and began reviewing department reports.

In short she sat there, being an oddity, and drinking tea as though it were the most natural thing in the world to exist in this place, in this time, as this species. She also ignored the smoke. At least, she managed to, for a while.

But time stretched on, and like a candle, the cigarette grew shorter. Yuan continued her work, but soon she felt an itch at her nose and sneezed, startling herself.

"Is that some particular herb, Mister Preston?" Yuan asked, resisting the distinct urge to rub at her nose afterwards.
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Post by Tony » Mon Feb 04, 2019 10:35 pm

As Yuan mentioned congratulating Yamashiro, Preston mumbled a soft "Okay..."

Then like that he let the silence settle. He had always been a quiet fellow. Never one for idle conversation or chit chat. His parents had at first thought Preston had a learning disability in his youth, but he simply never was very talkative.

Then yuan broke the silence by remarking on Preston's cigarette. He looked down at the burning stick and nodded. "I had a pack of them synthesized. dried tobacco." He said answering Yuan.
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Post by Jimmy » Tue Feb 05, 2019 11:08 pm

The door to the mess opened, a man stepped in and turned straight to the refreshments section. He looked at the two sitters with a glance out of one eye before he was preoccupied with the ceremony of making himself a coffee.

"Coffee." He told the replicator.

Slapping the replicator open he reached in and encircled the mug with a hand, bringing it straight to his lips. Almost immediately spitting it back out into the sink.

"Yup, that's working. Milk and an empty mug."

Again, the replicator was slapped open and the second mug was grabbed, half the coffee from his other mug being tipped into that one before being placed on the counter and the jug of milk grabbed instead. Pouring with fast precision, both mugs turned from black coffee to milky haze as they were diluted. The coffee in hand was tested again.

"Perfect!"

He grabbed both mugs and turned to leave, revealing the shockingly crude prosthetic covering a third of his face within this modern setting. It covered his face from the end of his eyebrow, over his cheekbone, and the side of his lips. It was the right shape, the same flesh tone, but it was clearly just covering a deeper injury. The man strode out of the mess with his claimed cups of coffee.
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Post by Mike » Wed Feb 06, 2019 11:26 pm

Yuan was about to ask to try the cigarette, but then another one of the marines came in and she thought better of it and went back to her tea. She was curious, but not curious enough to shed her decorum or be too forward. Besides, the smoke agitated her nose, and she found the smell inherently unpleasant.

After he had left, she said, into the awkward quiet, “It is not supposed to do that, I think. Do you suppose it might be broken?"
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Post by Gunsight1 » Thu Feb 07, 2019 9:43 pm

IAS Leif Ericsson
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The main engine room of the exploratory frigate Leif Ericsson would have been one of the largest open spaces on the starship if it were not for the sheer amount of equipment and hardware crammed into it's confines. The multi level space was dominated mainly by the ships main fusion reactor. The powerplant was a massive troidial type reactor that used magnetic fields and superheated plasma to generate the energy needed to feed the ships systems. Other isolated engineering spaces contained the secondary generators, hyperspace driver and sublight engines, but this was the ships beating heart and where all of the Leif Ericsson's systems were managed from.

Commander Ramsay Sheridan stood before the thrumming core, arms crossed as he observed a holographic representation of the spinning plasma within the reactor and the slowly raising power levels. As it was, right now the Leif Ericsson was running off dock power feeding through the umbilical connection to the dockyard. But once the reactor reached it's optimum energy output, they would disconnect from dock power and feed off of the mains and be another step closer to getting underway.

Ramsay already had his propulsion techs warming up the frigate's three VASIMR engines and the hyperspace driver, getting all propulsion systems ready to go as soon as the Captain gave the word. The process would still take several hours to complete and he had a good many things to do before and after that point.

"Alright, lad, looks like her power climb is right on the money" he said in his thick Scotch accent, pointing at the curve of the chart floating next to the shimmering animation of the reaction. "I'd say another two hours and we'll be guid to get the mains online."

The assistant engineer standing to his right nodded, making some notes on a datapad. "Yeah, were on track for optimal output, all numbers green"

"Aye" Ramsay nodded and glanced at his watch, then his fellow engineer. "Guess there's time for a wee spot of lunch. Keep an eye on things here lad, I'll be back in a short while"



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Ramsay stepped into the compartment, passing a marine who was on the way out. His blue eyes took in the few occupants in a quick glance, noting the green uniformed Marine and, importantly, the Executive Officer.

"Guid day, Commander" he greeted the first officer. While he had decades more time in the fleet than the XO, they both held the same rank, but he was not a line officer and she was, so he paid her the proper difference due her station aboard the ship. He flashed her a friendly smile and a nod before turning to the synthesizers set in the side wall of the compartment.

Ramsay Sinclair was a tall human of over six foot. He was sturdily built and had dark reddish brown hair and beard with some grey sneaking in.

"Hot coffee, cream, two sugars. Steak and kidney pie" he ordered from the synthesizer. The wall mounted device hummed as it's alcove glowed bright as the ordered meal was materialized. As soon as the hum and light faded away, Ramsay reached in and picked up the tray that had appeared with the meal and walked over to where the XO and Marine were seated.

"May I join?" he asked.
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Post by Tony » Thu Feb 14, 2019 3:12 pm

A plume of thick powerful smoke engulfed the Engineer's head. "Commander's prerogative." He said quietly.

The truth was, Preston had no intention of putting out his cigarette for the Engineer. He was off duty and had claimed the table first. He turned back to Yuan. "What? The cigarette or the crew?"

"Cigarettes are supposed to be unpleasant. Good ones should be harsh, and strong. I suppose the same could be said for the crew too." Preston said as he ashed his cigarette carelessly into an ashtray.
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Post by Gunsight1 » Wed Mar 06, 2019 1:14 pm

Ramsey frowned as the marine puffed away at his cigarette, the acrid smoke wafting about. He ignored the annoyance as he downed a gulp of his coffee before turning his attention to the executive officer.

"We'll be able to switch over to main power in a few hours. The reactor is warming up nicely." he said as he stabbed his fork into his steak and kidney pie, skewering a chunk of meat and vegetables.
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Post by Mike » Sun Mar 10, 2019 12:18 am

"Thank you, Commander," replied Yuan. Her curiosity in the cigarette had waned in the intervening moments, and now she sat primly with her coffee, watching Ramsey.

Though Ramsey was tall for a human, and sturdily built, Yuan found him to be less intimidating than curious. She entertained, for a while, the fleeting notion that it seemed her Chief Engineer would be a more doughty combatant than the actual Marine that sat before her, and while she kept those thoughts to herself, she couldn't quite help entertaining them. Still, she liked his bearing.

So she smiled, a little bit, though smiling didn't come naturally to her.

"Mister Sinclair," she said, careful not to speak to him until he had taken a few bites of his food so as not to catch him while eating, "I understand that you built this ship, yourself?"
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