Dave strode on to the bridge after a lengthy powering down session. He felt refreshed and ready for action.
Shame there wasn't any, really.
"BEEP. Comms, on the 1MC." he ordered.
The tone sounded throughout the ship, alerting the crew to an important message.
"BEEP. Crew of the Endeavour, this is the captain. As you already know, our situation is bleak. We are in an uncharted portion of space, possibly not even in our own dimension, and help from our own people looks highly unlikely. However, we are trained for this and we still have a mission to carry out. Moments ago, I received data from one of our long range trailing probes that shows a cluster of planets within a few days travelling distance. It is my intention to head for this system and begin our job of exploration. Do your jobs and remember your training and no harm will befall you. That is all."
The tone sounded again as the 1MC was cut.
Dave sat in his command chair and swivelled to face the bridge crew.
"BEEP. Helm, set a course for the planetary system I just mentioned. You'll find coordinates in your computer, under 'New Folder'."
"Helm, aye."
"BEEP. Weps, I want all ship's defences and weapons checked and greenlit. We don't know what we're heading for."
"Aye sir."
"BEEP. Chief of the Boat, make your rounds. I want this ship ready for anything. And have Mr. Tiberius run a complete diagnostic on the engines. something feels a bit off."
"Aye, captain."
Dave sat back, adjusting his bra, and watched as the bridge crew sprung into action.
(OOG: I was thinking of coming across a planet with a civilisation in the medieval stages of development, just for poops and giggles!
Also-- new guy: welcome to the game! Get stuck in old son!)
Shame there wasn't any, really.
"BEEP. Comms, on the 1MC." he ordered.
The tone sounded throughout the ship, alerting the crew to an important message.
"BEEP. Crew of the Endeavour, this is the captain. As you already know, our situation is bleak. We are in an uncharted portion of space, possibly not even in our own dimension, and help from our own people looks highly unlikely. However, we are trained for this and we still have a mission to carry out. Moments ago, I received data from one of our long range trailing probes that shows a cluster of planets within a few days travelling distance. It is my intention to head for this system and begin our job of exploration. Do your jobs and remember your training and no harm will befall you. That is all."
The tone sounded again as the 1MC was cut.
Dave sat in his command chair and swivelled to face the bridge crew.
"BEEP. Helm, set a course for the planetary system I just mentioned. You'll find coordinates in your computer, under 'New Folder'."
"Helm, aye."
"BEEP. Weps, I want all ship's defences and weapons checked and greenlit. We don't know what we're heading for."
"Aye sir."
"BEEP. Chief of the Boat, make your rounds. I want this ship ready for anything. And have Mr. Tiberius run a complete diagnostic on the engines. something feels a bit off."
"Aye, captain."
Dave sat back, adjusting his bra, and watched as the bridge crew sprung into action.
(OOG: I was thinking of coming across a planet with a civilisation in the medieval stages of development, just for poops and giggles!
Also-- new guy: welcome to the game! Get stuck in old son!)