[USS Chimera] SD 240812.06 CEO LtCmdr Curtis Scardona, Duty Log

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=Main Engineering, USS Chimera-C=

"Dammit Jenkins! Why hasn't that power imbalance been corrected yet!?"

The Chimera's new Chief Engineer was not happy. With only a few hours left until the official send-off of the Chimera, Curtis Scardona was still waist deep in the usual problems faced by a brand spanking new ship. And his new staff was bordering on incompetency. A simple power imbalance in one of the EPS conduits was taking much too long to fix. And he didn't have time to babysit these greenbacks. He had to get into a clean dress uniform for the send-off. He sighed and wandered over to the console where Jenkins was struggling with the problem.

"Move over, Ensign. Watch what I'm doing here."

He accessed the main EPS controls and then used an override code to open up its main test menu. He proceeded to correct the power imbalance, diverting the extra power to where it was needed. When he was done, he handed a blank PADD to the ensign, exasperation in his voice.

"Make sure you remember how to do that. Now, check the rest of the EPS manifolds and get a report to me by the end of the day."

After an extremely curt acknowledgment from the ensign, he looked at a nearby chronometer. Damn, he thought. Curtis walked into his office and gathered his things, leaving one of the older Lieutenants in charge until he got back. He wasn't looking forward to the ceremony in the least. In his mind, it just delayed his inevitable discovery of all the bugs that were laying in wait within the ships systems. With another sigh, he exited Main Engineering and headed back to his quarters.

LtCmdr Curtis Scardona
Chief Engineering Officer
USS Chimera-C

[USS Chimera] |Unity| SD: 240812.06 Duty Log 2nd Lt. Nyx

=/\= Gymnasium =/\=

Mnemsyme danced before the hitting bag dodging it when it would come back to meet her after she sent it swing.

 

Jab right, and right again.   Jab left and then right and left and left and a hard punch with the right.  Dodge the bag.  Slow it with a left jab and then a right.  Left jab, left jab... right cross.. right jab, right jab..hard left hook.  Dodge the swinging bag... slow it down with a right and a left and another left.  Right , right , a hard her right ... three quick lefts and a hard right cross.

 

She repeated the steps over and over until sweat dripped from ... well about everywhere.  {Do I have to connect all the dots for him... is he really that stupid .. or just that blind.  Tried .... of superior.... asinine ....attitude.} 

 

She wiped her forehead with her short shirt sleeve and sat down with a padd and began working while her body cooled down.

 

Subject: Lieutenant Ignasious Bluthistle

Status:  Unable as well as unfit to do his job    {Not unlike my own boss ... I wonder.}

 

Lieutenant Bluethistle has an understandable yet unnatural fear of horses and with the recent (about 6 months ago can still be considered recent) attack by the Romulans a fear of them.  His two greatest fears have combined together allowing the lieutenant to live partially in a fantasy world of fear.  He is as liking to tell others to attack the dark knights as he is to attack the Romulans and that is only possible if he doesn't become paralyzed by his own fears.

 

If the lieutenant could conquer one of his fears he might be able to conquer the others.  However, in playing several games of chess with him, I find his skills a bit lacking.  He far too frequently is weigh the needs of one over the greater good.  I think I one got to know the lieutenant they would realize he has let his fantasy take over to protect himself from having to make tactical decisions, both personally and professionally.

 

I think a vacation on his brother's horse ranch could be very enlightening. 

 

Mnemosyme sent her further results which thankfully didn't require another visit with the lieutenant.  She shivered from the sweat that had cooled on her skin and headed off for a shower after gathering her things.

 

=/\= End Log =/\=

 

2nd Lt. Mnemosyme Nyx

Jr. Counselor

SB 234 -Unity

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[USS Chimera] SD: 240812.06 Personal Log Cmdr. Wellington

 

=/\= Counseling Offices - Deck 11 =/\=

Athena looked over the half a dozen offices that had been assigned to counseling.  They were cozy in nature but held the same decor as the rest of the ship .... basic metallic.  {If it weren't for the small pieces of furniture ... it would be like any cell on the block.}  She heaved a sigh.  {And the personal quarters aren't much better.... or at least not mine.  Too bad I can't have Anya to get to some really good shops before .... well .... any time soon.}

 

She had pretty much locked herself away as she checked to be sure the crew had all had their evaluations completed; fortunately there were only a few stragglers.  {Gray ... did they have to make all the walls this .... dull shade of gray.}  She let a puff of air blow the tumbling tress out of her eyes and then deftly moved it behind her ear with her fingers.  She took a padd and began to make a list and when she had made the notes for the counseling offices she moved on to her own quarters.

 

=/\= Deck Two =/\=

Athena entered her quarters and changed out of her uniform.  Her uniform lay across the bottom of the bed as she pulled on a pair of black shorts and a royal blue tank top.  She traversed the rooms from one end to the other added to the list she had already started.  {Now... let's see if I can find anything one the base.}

 

=/\= SB 234 - Unity =/\=

Athena had already been in an out of several of the shops but hadn't managed to acquire very much on her list yet.  She did manage to find a half dozen lap blankets to place on the backs of the chairs in the counseling rooms.  The blankets were soft and in various shades of blues and greens which all gave her an immediate sense of peace.  {I hope these will soften those stark rooms up.}

 

She managed to wonder in about a dozen more shops in the next hour but still had only taken another item or two off her list.  Feeling a bit defeated and defiantly more than a bit tired Athena hurried back to the ship. She managed to make it through the security check without assistance this time but still had to submit to being searched. 

 

=/\= Chimera-C various parts =/\=

Athena hurried along to the counseling offices and started placing the blankets on the chairs she thought the patients would choose to sit in.  She looked at each office critically, {Better ... but still not right.}  She sighed as she moved to do the last office ... Hers.  She entered her own office and felt as if someone else had been there and recently.  She scanned the room as she went to put the aquamarine blanket on the back of its chair.  She artfully arranged the blanket, fanning it across the back.  She gave a smile liking the effect, but the smile quickly went away as her eyes caught sight of a small box sitting on her desk.

 

Her heart started beating harder as she turned and surveyed the room one last time.  She went to the desk and picked up the box.  Her hand trembled slightly as she lifted the lid inside was a small card that read these reminded me of your eyes.  Under neath the card sat a pair of sapphire earrings.  They were elegant and matched her engagement ring.  The smile returned to her face.  {I wonder how....}  She shook her head and took her last purchase back to her quarters.

 

Upon reaching her quarters she was aware that there were messages waiting for her.  "Computer play messages," she requested as she took the large blanket that seemed to match the shade of red of Vik's eyes and spread it across the bed.  She took the earrings and tried them on as her messages finished playing.  She winked at her self and took the earrings off, placing them back in the box.  She took the box and placed it in a safe place before going to take a shower and getting dressed in her dress uniform.

 

=/\= End Log =/\=

 

Commander Athena Wellington

Chief Counselor (in trouble)

USS Chimera-C

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[USS Chimera] SD 240812.06. SB Unity . Duty Log Stephen Jacobs Ch. Counsellor

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*** Viewing Gallery * SB Unity ***

Stephen stood, arms behind his back and feet slightly apart,
looking out of the huge view port towards the new Starship
Chimera-C.

He thought her a beautiful sight and descriptive words came
unprompted to his mind as he watched the little worker bees
complete their attentions to the great vessel.
{ Awe inspiring, powerful, deadly, a saviour }
Chimera was all these things and more and words he had read
long ago surfaced again in his memory.
{ Beauty without vanity...strength without
insolence...courage without ferocitiy...and all the virtues
of man without his vices.}

Stephen smiled to himself. The last phrase didnt really fit
a Starship but the words referred to a dog, one that someone
had loved enough to carve an epitaph for. Captains loved
their ships in a similar way and engineers loved their
engines, so perhaps it was fitting after all.

He studied the picture before him until he knew every line,
every curve, every view port, every winking light,
everything.
The fourth ship to carry the name..he wondered what fate
awaited her. Would she die in glory or shame or perhaps she
would retire with a long and valiant history.
{Time will tell} he thought and turned away at last.

A faded and somewhat battered holdall lay on the seat where
he had left it sometime before. He sat down next to it,
opened the top and pulled out a couple of padds.
He often spent time in the viewing gallery and sometimes
brought minor work with him, occasionally feeling that his
spacious office was too cloying. Here, often with a view of
space, he had time to think and ponder.

He read the subject line of the first padd and laid it
aside, turning the second to check it was the one he sought.
It was.

Stretching out his long legs in front of him, he settled
back on the seat and read the report.
When he was done his expression showed a slight vein of
disappointment and he set about sending a responce to the
sender.

{Ahhh..I had expected more than that from you } he thought {
Ofcourse we know about the horses and now you do too but
where is the connection to his dream? Think deeper...}

He sent another one word memo to 2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme
Nyx.

This time it said simply..'Romulans'

*** End Log ***

Stephen Jacobs
Chief Counsellor
SB Unity