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ZE/D07 - Engineering - Paul - 05-08-2025
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RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Gath - 05-12-2025
== NRC Ensign Raven "Blue" Singer, Engineering Officer ==
Of all the people in Engineering, one was moving around and barking order. She was an Ensign, but no rank visible on her dirty coveralls. Her dark hair was tied back in a ponytail, but she sounded like a drill instructor with new recruits. It was working though, because people responded to the sound of authority. She hadn't seen anyone with higher rank yet and there were orders to get the ship moving.
Taking a moment to stare at the large master display, she was nodding in confidence that she could at least promise they would make it out of the dock alive. The numbers were actually looking surprisingly good for a ship of this age. A smile finally found its way onto her dirt smudged face as she patted the edge of the console with a hand and said, "I think we're going to get along just fine, old girl."
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Keir 77 - 05-12-2025
<<Bridge<<
Crossing the floor towards where hir second was standing Keir picked up a couple of the standard hand cleansing cloths and passed them to hir #2. Keir smiled hearing the comment the Ensign made when checking the master display
"It certainly looks like you've been working hard, but take a moment and clean some of that off your hands. Before you say anything let me give you the lowdown on how I deal with my team. Between us and especially when it's busy we keep the protocols to a minimum. I can see;" Keir added while checking the board; "that you have been busy and quite productive, well-done Ensign. So, I'm gonna let you and the team know what's up."
Raising hir voice "Listen up everyone I am Lieutenant Commander Keir77 assigned here as Chief; we have been given a new mission and will arrive in just under an hour, so our new CO asked us to make sure, at least as much as we can that we will be mission ready when we arrive. I can see that you have all been busy and I appreciate that. When I am on duty here, addressing me as Chief is fine.
Keep it up and let's see if we can give the Captain that assurance before we come out of warp, so back to work."
With the Ensign following Keir assessed the board and saw that the progress done was impressive. "Looking good Ensign, looks like the old girl still has something left hmmn?"
Leaning over the boards the two engineers assessed remaining priorities and proceeded to get to work . Both officers were confident that they would have good news for the CO by the time they arrived.
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Gath - 05-13-2025
== NRC Ensign Raven "Blue" Singer, Engineering Officer ==
Raven took the offered wipes and got most of the dirt off her hands, but was still oblivious to what was on her face. She smiled at her boss and agreed, "She's an old girl, but we have lots to work with here. Lots of people complain about these outdated systems, but what they forget is that these older systems had higher tolerance margins built into the designs. When the targ hits the impeller, you can push these things into the red line more than the salesman advertised. They made pretty good smuggling and blockade busters back in the day. I won't lie, there are some areas of shady patchwork here and there, but I'm on it."
She patted Keir on the shoulder with a surprisingly strong feeling hand and gave a wink, "Don't worry, we'll be ready to launch long before that deadline. Hell, they could pull out of port right now and I can get us there. You've got no worries yet. I'll be sure to let you know if things get interesting though."
== Tag Keir ==
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Morad Ameen - 05-14-2025
[Ameen to Commander Keir.] There was a short pause. [Status report from Engineering, please. Are primary systems, main power, and the warp drive green for immediate departure to Trill? What's your assessment of our ability to maintain Warp Nine?]
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Keir 77 - 05-15-2025
After going over all the main engineering systems both Keir and Singer agreed the ship was as ready as it could be
"Keir to Bridge, Engineering is ready for mission start."
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Morad Ameen - 05-15-2025
[Commander Keir, glad to hear Engineering is ready for mission start. Stand by for warp speed.] Ameen replied.
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Gath - 05-15-2025
== NRC Ensign Raven "Blue" Singer, Engineering Officer ==
As the ship went to warp, Raven tilted her head and grinned as she listened to the ship. With a wink, she said to Keir, "See, I told you she would fly true."
Then, for the benefit of the Bridge, she spoke up, "Smooth and steady at Warp Nine, Captain. I'll keep my eye on her, but I don't expect the old girl will give us any trouble."
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Gath - 06-10-2025
== NRC Ensign Raven Singer, Engineering Officer ==
Once the ship arrived at Trill, Raven took advantage of the time to give the systems a good look over. She wanted to see how close the real numbers matched her projections for running the engines that hard for that long. There was no reason not to have every confidence in the ship, but she liked being sure. If things always ran like they should, she wouldn't have much of a job. With time to burn, she was able to look at quite a great deal of data and even run a few short diagnostics as well.
== GM Input request: Please verify if all systems remain in the green. ==
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - GM-06 - 06-11-2025
All systems are good and green. As was to be expected, the ship and her engines were a bit out-of-date compared to the rest of the in-service vessels, but there were no red (or orange) flags in regards to her ability to go from Point A to Points B & C.
RE: ZE/D07 - Engineering - Gath - 10-03-2025
== NRC Ensign Raven Singer, Engineering Officer ==
Raven was glad to not be forced to attend the formal dinner. She hated those kinds of things. Making polite smalltalk annoyed her, leaving a bad taste in her mouth, so she would have been forced to stand around looking busy while doing her best to keep quiet. In her mind, being able to actually get some real work done was much preferred.
It made her feel good that the ship was in such good shape. Someone had shown her lots of love over the years and it showed. In a relatively short amount of time, they had been able to not only catch up on some of the scheduled maintenance, but were a little ahead on a few things. That, in turn, allowed her to ease up a little on her people, at least for the moment. Ship maintenance was a constant thing, so when you could let your team catch a little break, it was nice. Before long, she knew she would be faced with some sort of project that would require extra time and effort. It all balanced out in the end.
With most of her crew busy or relaxing, she was glad to have a chance to go over rosters for damage control and hazardous waste. Nobody liked playing with the toxic stuff and even fewer wanted to dive in to repair things while they were still in the process of trying to explode. The fancy technical terminology was a rapid and uncontrolled disassembly, often followed by a catastrophic failure of said assembly. On a starship in the middle of the vastness of space, none of those were good to hear. She had seen people sucked out of a ship and it wasn't pretty. The only thing that always seemed odd about it was that there was very little sound when it happened. It tended to be rare when there was a small hole and the sound of atmosphere rushing through it. When a hull rupture happened, it was often bigger than a person and the air went out like a balloon popping. The sudden drop in pressure was a sort of inverted shockwave, pulling at you instead of pushing you, but then the barriers popped up, with you on the wrong side of them, and there was just silence. The trick was to keep your head and try to move. You tended to have only about 30 seconds, if that. The cold didn't hit you all at once. The moisture on your skin would crystalize quickly and you had to worry about your eyes and not try to breathe. The breath wants so badly to escape you, but it is keeping you alive. It takes training to keep your head right for those critical few seconds.
As the thoughts of moments like that ran through her head, she jotted down a note to have some remedial holo-training on emergency actions. A few drills might not hurt either.