Arrival in the Warzone

Posted on Tue Mar 10th, 2020 @ 7:26am by Captain Daniel "Karass" McKnight & Lieutenant Commander Tressa Rikan & Lieutenant Sasha Zh'Theentanisis & Senior Chief Petty Officer Jason Ryan & Division Admiral Celeste Yamaguchi-Hobbs & Commodore Siaxx "Bluemoon" Dvald-Vaxx MD & Master Chief Petty Officer B'onaq

Mission: Mission 82: It Is War’s Prize to Take All Vantage.
Location: Low Orbit over the Gorn Homeworld
Timeline: 1000Hrs - April 25th, 2392

Commander Siaxx Dvald-Sullivan was seated in the center seat of the USS Tranquility while her present skipper was off in sickbay, assisting with the wounded. Tressa Riken and Siaxx Dvald-Sullivan had evolved this rather unusual approach to command in which they both would handle it in different aspects. Riken would handle the medical side of things while Siaxx looked after command and the ship.

Senior Staff Sergeant B'Onaq turned. "We're approaching the Goranar System skipper." she addressed the small Bolian female who was in command.

"Alright. Stay with the formation as we approach." Dvald-Sullivan paused. "Get me a full scan of the system."

"Aye, skipper.. scanning.."

"Sir the fleet is slowing."

"Stay with them," Dvald-Sullivan responded.

"Sir. the System is a battleground. We have about half and the Klingons have the other half. There are thousands of warships present."

"Anything close to us other than our own guys?" Dvald-Sullivan inquired.

"Negative sir... the Fleet is keeping the areas we have well secured.. for now at least anyway," Ryan responded before he put the ship's destination on screen. The bridge crew watched as Goranar swelled from an object an inch across until the world dominated the screen. "Now entering standard orbit of Goranar."

The small Bolian seated in the command chair tapped the com display once. "Sickbay, this is the bridge.. you guys set down there?"

"Ready as we'll ever be skipper... give us the word and we'll start."

"Tressa... the word, such as it is... is given... I wish you guys luck down there." Siaxx answered in a soft tone of voice.

"Thanks. Sickbay out." as Siaxx settled in to wait. "I hate waiting." as she tapped her combadge. "All personnel who are capable of assisting in medical and are not presently engaged in assignments. please head there and help." before she hopped out of her chair. "B'onaq. you have the bridge. I need to go over to the Dreamcrusher and let them know that we've arrived."

"Yes skipper." the Klingon woman rose to her feet before making her way over to the chair that Siaxx had just vacated before she sat down, another officer replaced her at Conn as Siaxx departed the bridge.

A few moments later she entered the transporter room before she had herself beamed over to the USS Dreamcrusher. "Permission to come aboard?" she small Bolian female inquired of the massive man before her.

"Granted Commander. Welcome." McKnight answered. "How was things?"

"I can't complain... Hows the situation in system?"

"Complicated.." McKnight answered with a wry smile. "The Klingons are pushing hard on Goranar's surface and they keep reinforcing their efforts with more troops and equipment," he explained. "We've been overwhelmed with casualties..."

"Hopefully the force I'm with will help."

"I'm sure they will. But you'll need to see Celeste so she knows that you're here... damned woman is always ignoring her combadge."

"I'll go see her," Dvald-Sullivan responded with an easy smile before she turned and walked out the door. McKnight beside her as the two made their way to the turbolift, which they entered together. "Bridge," McKnight said evenly. "Sickbay," Dvald-Sullivan added.

As McKnight was senior staff and the computer deemed his interests to be more important, the turbolift hurtled to his destination first. "Sorry."

"It happens," Dvald-Sullivan answered with a smile.