[Bridge - Deck One - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]
Shortly after the Captain's ship-wide announcement the senior bridge officers began to arrive at their stations. Rojac remained seated in his chair, focused on the padd in his hand detailing the latest data from Ra-Zerphimi's Science Department. The Efrosian put forward a request to be stationed at the sensor pallets, so that he may try and get the highest resolution available through to the bridge. Rojac approved the request, and instead the Deputy Chief of Science, Mercedes Carpenter, was filling the station.
Major Scott Walters strode onto the Bridge noting all the people present "Full house." He muttered under his breath as he went. He maintained his poker face as he approached the CO. Even now it seemed they were both trying to get the measure of each other. "Captain" He said with a perfunctory nod.
"Major." Rojac nodded. "What do you have for me?"
Scott held out a padd. "Real time information on every department and sub-department's readiness status. Stealth Resonance Armour has been adjusted to within acceptable parameters, Shields, Weapons and Engines all within tolerances. We're good to go Captain."
"Good." Rojac nodded, briefly reviewing the data on the padd his new XO had handed him. "Then let's get this ball rolling then, shall we?" He slid the slim device into a pocket to the let of his command chair, and swiveled toward the Operations Console where Mr. Vaughn had already arrived. "Lieutenant Vaughn, has the Eagle acknowledged receipt of the away teams?"
Ian opened up the list of communiques that had come in the last hour or so finding the one he was looking for he took a quick few seconds to read it, "yes sir they've all away teams and are ready to get underway." Ian said as he looked up.
"Patch me through to Major Cortez." Rojac ordered.
+Cortez here.+, he responded.
"What's your status, Major?" The Captain asked.
+We're ready to go captain.+
"Good hunting, Major." Rojac said. "The brighter the blast, the better the show. Chimera out."
The Captain turned toward Commander Levison. "It's time to engage that stealth plating, Commander."
"Understood Captain," Mike nodded, all business now, his fingers tapping a series of rapid commands into his console. Below decks Lieutenant Commander Kilbain was confirming the request in the Tactical Centre and activating the newest addition to the Chimera's systems, before sending a response to the Bridge Tactical Console. "Stealth plating active," Levison stated simply, his eyes straying towards the readouts that monitored the system to ensure that it remained that way.
Scott wisely kept his thoughts to himself. {We'll find out soon enough if the Stealth Resonance Armour doesn't work...right about when people start shooting at us.}
Rojac leaned over toward the raven-haired counselor at his left in the mission specialist chair. "How are we doing, Commander? Are we ready to follow through with this?"
"I don't think follow through is a question... just how quickly completion will come," Athena answered only sensing that many we're more than ready and glad to have things moving.
The Captain chuckled. "Confidence. I like it, Athena." He turned to Walters. "Take us to Red Alert and set course, Major."
"Acknowledged Captain." Scott replied before saying in a loud commanding voice "Red Alert, all hands man Battle Stations. Helm set course for target area One Zero Seven point Five Degrees Galactic, elevation Three point Six Degrees."
"Course set, sir." Dior called back from the helm. "Coordinates synced with science. Warp drive online. Trail Suppressors engaged." She turned back, her ponytail bobbed with the quick movement. "We're locked and loaded, Captain." Rojac nodded.
"Coordinates confirmed, Captain," Mercedes echoed from the science station.
"Give the Eagle the go ahead." He said toward Operations. Their flight path was to take a more round-about approach to the suspected target area, making them arrive shortly after the Chimera dropped guns blazing into the front lines. Trzetrzelewska's Rapier would be following the Chimera - just outside of sensor range.
"Eagle this is the Chimera you've the go ahead to proceed." With that done Ian went back to working on diverting power to sensors and some of the flight operations seeing that they might need them and if they didn't and another department needed it the power could be easily transferred.
"This is it." Rojac said aloud, to no one in particular. "This is what we've trained for. We're taking the attack to the Romulans, and we're not waiting in defense. This is what we do. We are Starfleet Special Forces."
"This is not going to be easy. But then again, we do enjoy a good challenge. Don't we?" He smirked toward Commander Wellington. "Lieutenant Dior. Warp eight. Engage." {If not the challenge then Definitely a good fight and a smooth whiskey} Athena thought.
[End Log]
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
(E) Major Scott Walter
Executive Officer
Commander Mike Levison
Chief Tactical Officer
Commander Athena Wellington
Chief Counsellor
Lieutenant Ian Vaughn
Acting Chief Operations Officer (Aza)
Lieutenant Rayna Dior
Chief Flight Operations Officer
Lieutenant Meredes Carpenter
Deputy Chief Science Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
