New home pulling in

Posted on 11 Jun 2016 @ 4:52am by

653 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Risky Business
Location: Starbase Unity

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|Tactical

Samantha had finished up in tactical, notified the seven that the USS Blackhawk was arriving, "=/\= Senior Chief Hanson to operations. Time when the the USS Blackhawk be arriving at? =/\=" Then came the announcement.

"=/\= All hands, all hands, arrival of the USS Blackhawk in three hours thirty =/\="

"=/\= I guess you heard that senior chief? =/\=" Assumed the operations officer as he heard the announcement at his end.

"=/\= Yes thank you and where? =/\=" =/\= Enlisted crew of the destined for the USS Blackhawk, front and centre at zero seven hundred outside docking bay one for an inspection. Chief of the Boat out =/\=" Which meant that Samantha had to do the same. If she came in scruffy, then the crew around her would be expected to be scruffy.....and that wouldn't go down well with the ship's captain. But she also knew that there were other work to do. She needed to oversee that cargo, replenishment of ships supplies, moorings etc were all in order. With that, she had to prepare for the ship's arrival and headed over to docking bay one; she stopped by an LCARS display and plugged her PADD in. "Computer, access manifests, cargo, crew, replenishment and maintenance tasks for the USS Blackhawk. Download to this PADD." The confirmation chime sounded, "Download complete". Samantha pulled it out and continued walking. It was a long walk and a lot of nods from various crewman, lower ranks than herself. She was glad that there was a cure for arthritis otherwise she might spend her old age looking up at the ceiling or down low on the floor.

|Base Cargo Bay

Samantha watched the Blackhawk arrive from warp speed and slowed to impulse. It looked like an amazing starship. The akira classes are nice looking starships and there was a modified version called the Thunderchild class but very few were built. Sleek ships and Samantha would love to serve on one of those ones; enterprise D nacelles, but maintain the lovely sleekness from a true Akira.
Samantha checked her PADD of items and walked through all the crates to start accounting for them; she was closely followed by a security detail that checked for anything threatening.

"=/\= Blackhawk, base control, this is the COB. Start initiating transport from cargo bay one through to cargo bay three of supplies. Get what you need off first. =/\="

"=/\= Cargo bay one, COB. Transporting now. =/\=" Samantha headed to the transporters and checked the petty officer in charge.

"Prepare for incoming."

"Yes ma'am." The blue lines appeared and then the cargo materialised.

"Hey you there, look alive, get that stuff off. We're now busy." Said the petty officer. Samantha continued to watch the logistics in motion. She glanced at moorings control to make sure they're still operating and watched the crew come off and get on the docking port. Then two members from security suddenly appeared; she believed they were at a heightened security status in light of the Consortium issue. But she paid no mind to it. She looked up a corridor and across the way to the neighbouring docking bay and saw a lot of logistics arrive, then engineering logistics, then weaponry and a whole host of other stuff.

"Woe woe woe, none of this is going on until I've checked it all. Right this lot, *checks the PADD* right twenty nine torpedoes....okay, cleared, run that scanner over it." Samantha told the chief petty officer which he did. It came up as safe.

"Good, it can go, base security, follow that weaponry, move." They did. Samantha then checked through rations, food and pointed them to where they need to go. The transporter spurted to life from the edge of her hearing and she turned her head, "Ahh the usual passengers, okay how many tribbles?"

"Fifty three ma'am."

"How they ever get on board, I'll never know. Someone must bring it with them." Samantha continued the loading and unloading procedures.

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