=/\= USS Charon - deck 10 =/\=
Thomas yawned. Making his way to the sonic shower he couldn't quite recall why he had set his alarm early grabbing a PADD on the way he checked what he had planned for himself, however his recollection of his conversation the night before recalled his task before the device could.
He would be assisting Nathanial in the tour of the Sensor pod, not just for some interested group who found and combination of the latest combination of technological and scientific theories had to offer fascinating. No, in his mind these were going to be people who likely knew so much more about their fields of science that the young ensign could only dream of attaining.
His shift was due to start at 08:00, however today wasn't one about being tardy, he arrived early and had no doubt Nathaniel would have done the same, in fact he doubted the Lieutenant had planned on sleeping last night. After making himself slightly more presentable than normal he made his way to the Turbolift to be delivered to the Pod.
=/\= USS Charon - Sensor Pod =/\=
Nathanial looked at the time, it was just on 08:00, he had been running around the sensor pod for a good two hours making sure everything was in order. It was strange, but he felt as if the Sensor Pod was an extension of him and his team, and as such it had to be in order. He headed to the sensor control station, and to organize the final details of the tour with Ensign Clipper.
Reaching his destination Thomas exited and made his way to the main sensor control station to see who was around.
Nathanial saw Thomas enter and addressed him. "Greetings Ensign, I hope you slept well?"
"Of course Sir, how are we tackling this?" There was no question about what 'this' Thomas was referring too. Today's priority would be the presentation of the sensor pod.
Nathanial picked up a PADD and tossed it to Thomas "I've checked all the systems that we will be showing on the 'tour', the only thing left is to make sure that it all looks spic and span, did you want to take Deck A, I've already done C, so I will take deck B"
"Aye Sir." He responded after he grabbed the PADD mid flight. He opened his mouth to add a quip about the hours the lieutenant had been clearly keeping however decided such truths were best left unsaid. Turning on his heel as he went to go pay his respects to deck A.
=/\= USS Charon - Sensor Pod Deck B =/\=
Nathanial headed up to Deck B, he had already made sure the pod was in displayable condition, but something was nagging him, telling him to perform that second check. Sure he was probably being slightly paranoid, but the Pod was the crowning glory of the USS Charon, is was the latest in scanning technology, in conjunction with the Stellar Cartographers lab, the pod was able to display highly accurate images and scan results from great distances. Alas with the Stellar Cartography lab still in no condition to be used, the tour would consist of just the pod.
It didn't take long to check Deck B, and fortunately everything was in order, his concern had been for nothing, and for that he was happy.
Nathanial headed to Deck C to meet up with Thomas and see how his check had gone.
=/\= USS Charon - Sensor Pod Deck A =/\=
The Dorsal array composed most of the deck; subcomponents to the array defined the rest of it, by luck or the fact that the pod offered little tactical importance compared to say the weapons or shield arrays it had survived the encounters of recent history in good order. Sure its power conduits and assorted attachments had taken a bit of a thrashing due to overloads and all the other things a space faring vessel suffers in active combat however the more sensitive and fiddly components were in good order.
Well they were in good order now after the work operations and engineering had put in. Followed by the days of diagnostics that had been required to confirm those facts. The fruits of those labour meant that his tour of deck A was relatively painless; however now knowing that no obvious traps existed was a weight of his shoulders.
meeting the lieutenant back on deck he returned the PADD. "Deck A is clear and working as intended. I think we are as ready as we are going to be Sir." He affirmed his thoughts vocally, as much to ease himself as well as the Chief of science.
=/\= USS Charon, Guest Quarters =/\=
"How soon?"
"Our departure is scheduled for forty-seven point three v'hral from now, t'sai."
"Then I believe it is time, no?"
"Indeed."
"Sakov has asked to accompany the others."
"Understood."
Kovel bowed politely and pivoted around, leaving the lady T'Pelar at her desk, apparently perusing some interesting material. Out in the corridor, he could see the four council members assembled, each trailed by an aide or clerk – naturally, those would seize the opportunity to see a Luna Class Sensor pod when it presented itself. However, the ebony haired Vulcan with the first silver streaks showing at his temples was not too pleased to see that T'Kal and the young one with the unusually sharp violet eyes would be among the group as well. Although entirely unobtrusive and a most efficient clerk, Voran had a habit of … seeing things.
"Kovel. Zahal'uh."
"Ha, t'sai."
Being late was unacceptable, and the lady V'Laz was quite correct in advising they should leave. Falling into step behind the esteemed scientists, the dark robed Vulcan silently considered the most logical means to carry out his orders.
=/\= USS Charon, Sensor Pod =/\=
They last group emerged from the turbolift, and V'Laz nodded briefly before turning towards the two rather young humans waiting to greet them. Heavy robes billowing about her impressively tall figure, she led her colleagues towards the Fleet Officers, hand raised in the Vulcan salute.
"I bid you greetings."
Welcome to the Charon's Sensor pod" Nathanial replied while returning the salute.
"If you will come this way, we can start our tour" Nathanial and Thomas ushered the Vulcan group to the Sensor Control station. They tried to keep the tour from being too dry, although if their small attempts at humour seemed to go un-noticed. All was proceeding smoothly, Deck A now covered Nathanial and Thomas brought the group to Deck B, first stop the Probe Magazine. Nathanial turned to Thomas and whispered "Some memories here hey Ensign". He then turned to the group. "And here we have our Probe and communications buoy magazine, which also in emergencies can be turned into a makeshift workshop, infact only recently we were able to fashion a probe that would lock onto Romulan signatures and detonate a small payload as well. Ensign would you care to elaborate for our guests"
Walking over to one of the control consoles he retrieved the data and loadout of the modified probes, bringing it up on the console for the visitors to observe.
"It was during our recent encounter against 4 hostile D'Deridex class Warbirds in the Mutara class nebula known as the Yy'a. The ships sensor arrays were limited to erratic and unreliable readouts due to a combination of damage and interference at the time."
=/\= To be continued ... =/\=
Lieutenant Nathanial Doyle
Chief Science Officer
USS Charon
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Ensign Thomas Clipper
Assistant Science Officer
USS Charon
&
T'Pelar &Kovel (apb I-Chaya)
Vulcan Science Council
