Ensign T'Lein looked down at the helm read-out to confirm the coordinates Captain Price had given him :::Heading-Border of the Neutral Zone, Speed-Warp Factor 5:::
Ensign T'Lein looked up. He sat at the helm console in the traditional arrogant Vulcan posture. He gradually turned to observe the surroundings of the USS Galaxy...the bridge, the crew, all the consoles and computer displays. He listened to the sounds of his new Federation home. He waited so long to be aboard a Starship. :::Now, I am out here in the field and there is no room for error:::
Ensign T'Lein looked over to see Ensign Freeman entering commands at the Ops console. He could clearly see that Ensign Freeman was a little nervous. :::Humans let there feelings show too easily:::
Ensign T'Lein realized that his body had a strange sensation. He turned to face the view screen and focused his attention back on helm. In the back of his mind he wondered what the strange sensation could be.
The trip to the border of the Alpha quadrant was for the most part, uneventful. There was the domestic problem down in engineering, a result of the presence of a Deltanian engineer. Captain Price wasn't aware that Chief Engineer Capizzi had enlisted a Deltanian woman on his staff. Had he known, he might have warned the young Ensign what he was in for. The Captain had complete faith in Counselor Shivok's ability to handle the situation, so he wasn't too worried.
As Alpha shift was coming to a close, and the second, Beta shift personnel reported to duty, the Captain saw many more new faces. Glancing around the bridge he noticed that all of his senior bridge personnel had gone off duty, except for Ensign T'Nevin who was still sitting at his Science station. Captain Price walked over to the Science station 1.
"Working on some kind of project Ensign?" Price said as he leaned over T'Nevin's shoulder to see what he was doing.
"Yes sir. I am just finishing up an experiment I have running." T'Nevin looked at the Captain momentarily, and sensing that Price wanted more of an explanation, he continued. "I am collecting samples of atmospheric sub-particles for further study. This is the eighth sample I have taken since our departure from Terra."
"I see." Captain Price glanced around at the rest of the Ensign's duty station, and paused while looking at one of the display panels. "Tachion frequency emitters are on-line?"
T'Nevin turned and looked directly at the Captain. He was surprised at how familiar he was with the Scientific station. "Yes Captain. I thought it would be prudent for detecting..."
Captain Price placed a hand on the Ensign's shoulder, squeezing slightly as he smiled. "Cloaked ships. Yes, an excellent idea. Finish up your experiment, then brief the Beta shift science officers before you go off-duty. I don't want you working yourself too hard 'mate."
T'Nevin smiled slightly, "Yes Captain."
Captain Price gave the bridge one last look over before walking towards the turbolift. "Commander Gael, you have the Conn. I shall be in my quarters."
"Aye Captain." Said the Trill First officer as she moved from the XO seat to the command chair.
Captain Price watched as she made herself comfortable in the command chair, and smiled. He thought, while Carla has made an adequate First officer thus far, she still has a lot to learn before she will be ready for her own command. Turning, Captain Price entered the turbolift and made his way to his quarters.
Ensign T'Nevin smiles slightly at Captain Price as he signs off of the bridge and heads over to the bridge bay doors. He then turns his attention back to his work, curious about what he might have found, and at the same time, slightly irritated at leaving his post. He touches his comm badge--
"T'Nevin to Science Lab Beta..."
"Specialist Langman here"
"Mr. Langman, please have the Beta shift science officer report for bridge duty a little early, as I have some things that I would like to look over."
"She's already en route, sir."
T'Nevin pauses to ponder what possessed her to leave for bridge duty early. He is impressed. The bridge doors open and Ensign Mai Vo walks in.
"Thank you, Mr. Langman. As well, I would like for all my senior science officers to meet me in the science conference room on deck 12. T'Nevin out." He turns to Ensign Vo. "I'll fill you in at the end of your bridge shift. So don't forget to see me 8 hours from now."
"Yes sir." she smiles.
"Please don't smile at me like that. Need I remind you that we are both professionals in a professional environment" T'Nevin whispers. He then redirects Ensign Vo's attention to the science station. "All I am doing right now is sending out a resonant burst from the tachyon sonic emitters to detect rifts or distortions in space."
"You mean cloaked ships..." she smiles again, this time, erraticating the smile instantly, remembering the tongue lashing she just received.
"Just keep me posted. I'll either be in the conference room or in one of the science labs."
Ensign Vo sits down. "I know the last place to check for you is in your quarters!" She looks up expecting T'Nevin to smile at the humor in her little comment, but he has already left the bridge. "I HATE it when he does that!" she says to herself.
T'Nevin makes his way to the turbolift, hoping that his team is already in the conference room. "Deck 12." The turbolift responds with a series of beeps and begins to move.
When Shivok arrived at engineering he hadn't much problems to find the origin of the quarrel. His male hormones reacted almost immediately to the Deltarian's presence. Surrounded by a group of engineering personnel was a bald headed beautiful tall woman, an obviously sweating and nervous Lt. Rose, and two men dressed in the yellow engineering uniform in the custody of the security personnel. Both of them showed furious face expressions and Shivok could feel strong emotions like tidal waves emanating from them. Fortunately the security crew understood their business, and they didn't have any problems to control the situation.
"Shivok, good you could make it that quick!" It was clear that Taryn was happy, somebody else has arrived to take over the responsibility. Shivok ignored him.
Shivok entered the circle and quietly faced each of the opponents. Then he turned towards the Deltarian:
"Ensign Dana, Sir!" Her beautiful melodic voice penetrated every defense mechanism of the surrounding males. Although the Vulcan Shivok was able to suppress his arousal, the Betazoid Shivok didn't have any chance. It took Shivok two or three Vulcan mental disciplinary exercises to calm down.
"Ensign Dana, I heard you had some problems here."
"There were not really problems, it's just ..."
"It's just because you are, what you are. A Deltarian in engineering! What a strange idea, that's no place for such a wonderful woman like you!" Taryn broke her words.
Shivok slowly turned to face Taryn: "Lt. Rose, thank you, it's good for now. I want to talk to you later. Please meet me at my office at 1300." "Sir?" "Thank you!"
Taryn was torn between his sense of duty to follow the orders of his superior and the recommendations of his hormones, but the loyalty finally won. He left, although he didn't show his usual enthusiasm.
"What's going on here?" an authority voice came from the back, and a sternly looking young man made his way through the crowd. "Ho, ho! Everybody back to his place!" He chased away the surrounding crew member and slowly the crowd broke up. "Counselor! What happened here? I just arrived from a simulation and find my crew in such a condition!"
"Ensign Capizzi, nice to meet you. If you could spare a moment, I would like to talk to you, and Ens. Dana at a quiet place."
"Sure, no problem! But what has happened?"
"I'm here to find out, although I can imagine the most probable scenario." He faced the two engineering men. "Please correct me, if I'm wrong. Both of you are very much attracted by Ens. Dana and want to know her closer. Your hormones have taken control of your mind, and you obeyed to your sexual instincts rather than approach the situation with logic. Your argument ended up in physical altercation, as usual when humans are overcharged by logic arguments"
The two of them lowered their face to the ground to hide their shame. Speaking over his shoulder he asked Ens. Dana: "Did you make your vow, Ensign?"
"Of course, Sir, our people never gets onboard a star ship without the vow!"
"You see, gentlemen, if you had taken the time to inform yourself, you would have known you could never gain her sexual interest, and therefore there is no need to fight for her. You have to learn to deal with your feelings, Ens. Dana doesn't change her being only because you two can't suppress your hormones!"
He nodded towards Capizzi: "They are your men, so it's up to you to decide what consequences their action will have." He moved closer to Capizzi and continued with low voice: "Its a delicate decision. On one hand you have to give a signal to show everybody, that such actions will not be tolerated, on the other hand it is difficult for all of you to find a way to cope with Danas character and an overreaction my leads to authority problems."
Stephane, aka Counselor Shivok
War isn't fought to decide who is right but who is left.
Ensign Waugh finally leaves his quarters to report for his evening shift. He notices that everyone seems to be calm, and generally happy. Jesse then proceeds to enter the turbolift.
"Bridge," he said with a small grin. A nervous one, at least.
During turbolift rides, he generally doesn't think much, just stares and looks around at the walls. The turbolift doors open, and his mouth slightly gapes. He regains composure, and then he reports to the science console, he wonders if this is his colleague in the science department, to whom he gives a discreet nod to. He then sits down at Science Two, and checks up on the other Ensign's work...briefly wonders at something, and brushes off. He made it a priority to make sure the sensors were adapted for prime efficiency during scans and so forth in order to prevent feedback. Jesse now sees the most recent report from the Science labs...he then decides that since they're not in Red Alert, or Yellow Alert, that they may proceed with the Transwarp bubble experiment primarily outlined. Except, they would need confirmation from the Executive Officer or Commanding Officer before starting such a precocious experiment. He sends the outline and proposed beginning date to the previously mentioned people, as well as Ensign T'Nevin (he had learned the name in the time he had been on the bridge).
After performing and completing a secondary priority level 3 diagnostic cycle, he puts all of his resources to boosting the making it more convenient to realign the sensors...of course, not without the proper security protocol and so forth, but indeed, it was easier. That didn't take long, and so, he observed that the background radiation was making trails of the Galaxy's propulsion, kind of like kicking up dirt and sediment when you run...Ensign Waugh sighs and sits back in his chair, kind of chummy. "What a day," he manages to puff, when he hears the news...