08-21-2024, 05:43 PM
Tapping in commands, Black asked; “Computer. Can you interface with the S.S. Lord Frankin?” Hoping that the superior operating system of this state of the art ship would achieve the task in seconds.
She was however, those same seconds later informed by the computer that, [Unable to interface with S.S Lord Franklin. No external interface detected.]
Given this new setback, combined with the other somewhat pressing frustrations that had developed throughout the day, Black kicked back from the helm and in a very out of character outburst swore loudly at the console. It took her a couple of seconds to realise that the whole bridge had turned to look at her.
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. Half her mind wanted to just respond with 'What?!?' but her rational, professional side, while she turned red with embarrassment said; “Sorry.”
Especially when she caught the look on the Commanders face. Half of her wanted the pit where the helm was situated to just open up and let her vanish into its depths, while the other half of her considered turning round and just walking out. Neither were really an option.
It was then that a blinking light on the helm came to her rescue. “The uh... The Franklin. We just got very lightly scanned.” She said zooming in on a section of the main viewscreen.
“It looks like some kind of optical viewer? Rudimentary with a few adaptations. System shows it just rotated and... 'looked' at us.”
== Tags to the other stay at home kids on the bridge. ==
She was however, those same seconds later informed by the computer that, [Unable to interface with S.S Lord Franklin. No external interface detected.]
Given this new setback, combined with the other somewhat pressing frustrations that had developed throughout the day, Black kicked back from the helm and in a very out of character outburst swore loudly at the console. It took her a couple of seconds to realise that the whole bridge had turned to look at her.
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. Half her mind wanted to just respond with 'What?!?' but her rational, professional side, while she turned red with embarrassment said; “Sorry.”
Especially when she caught the look on the Commanders face. Half of her wanted the pit where the helm was situated to just open up and let her vanish into its depths, while the other half of her considered turning round and just walking out. Neither were really an option.
It was then that a blinking light on the helm came to her rescue. “The uh... The Franklin. We just got very lightly scanned.” She said zooming in on a section of the main viewscreen.
“It looks like some kind of optical viewer? Rudimentary with a few adaptations. System shows it just rotated and... 'looked' at us.”
== Tags to the other stay at home kids on the bridge. ==