The bridge of the Achilles class warship, ‘Ronin,’ is small and Spartan, exactly to the specifications developed by Star Fleet, and exactly as designed the turbo lift opened without any effort or sound, “Commander Walker reporting for duty.”
“You have the bridge Commander. Have a good evening.”
“Aye sir.” The daily back and forth is becoming less formal with each passing, and the Captain has developed a strong bond with her crew. In turn each bridge officer was relieved according to the newest schedule.
“Senior Chief, report.”
Commander Walker normally worked with a bridge crew of five and tonight would be no different. Senior Chief Valmont manned the Tactical and Weapons station, Ensign Gregg the Transportation and Medical Support systems, Chief Petty Officer Neman the Ship and Crew Support station, Lieutenant Brooks the Helm, and Petty Officer First Class Pillar Science and Research. “Three away teams are still on Andoria, and the, ‘Itinerant,’ (one of the four Danube Class Runabouts) is still enroot to Vulcan, as the ambassador does not transwarp beam.”
“Very good. Petty Officer Neman?”
“Every system, and all crew reporting normal.”
“Very good, Brooks, steady as she goes.”
“Aye sir.”
“And let the snooze fest begin.”
“Excuse me Sir?” Brooks being the newest night shift officer was unaccustomed to the candid attitude of the Commander.
“I have been studying for the Captain’s Exam for the past six months. What have you been reading again Pillar?”
“Nomad Class Star Cruiser schematics, and Transwarp integration, Sir.”
“Sounds Stimulating, and how about you Neman?”
“It’s an article in, “Fed-Sci,” on Multiphasic Shielding and its benefits.”
“You see even a Vulcan gets bored maintaining normal parameters. I suggest you find a hobby, or a good book.”
“Aye sir?” Brooks adjusted his chair for his larger stature and realized he hadn’t given a thought to manning a station during peace time. Prior to being assigned to the Ronin he had served on a Defiant-class escort which supported DS9 and often was at odds with either the Jem'Hadar or the Cardassians. Constant repairs were underway and he was always surprised how well it held together.
“Well, I am headed to Engineering, Valmont you have the bridge.”
“Aye sir.”
Instead of taking the turbo lift Walker pressed a button and the doors to the Jeffries tube opened. He expertly jumped in and began to descend toward engineering.
“Does he always do that?” Brooks asked the room.
“Yes, and no.” Ensign Gregg spoke up. “Sometimes he has me beam him to the shuttle bay, he will don one of the environmental suits and then he will have me beam him onto the hull just above us and he will sit out there for hours.”
“Really?” Brooks had never heard of such a thing.
“Yeah,” Gregg chuckled as he spoke, “Last week he had me beam him up and down the plasma conduits, just to see if we could.”
“His shift reports must be an interesting read.”
Valmont stood over the Lieutenant, “Say one word outside of the expected in yours and I will break you.” Half Romulan and half Orion Valmont was quite intimidating.
“So, what do we do now?”
“You man your station and report any anomalies to me.”
“Aye sir.”
“Walker to Valmont.”
“Valmont here.”
“Can you walk over to Neman’s station and see what the field regulator reads off of the transwarp coil?”
“Aye sir.” Neman already pulled the reading up. “110% efficiency Sir.”
“Ha, it worked. 110 is now 100%, reset the parameters to reflect the new output and I’ll have Master Chief Randall compile his full report for the Captain. Ensign Gregg beam me to my chair.”
Without a word Walker began to materialize in a seated position in the Captain’s chair.
“It always amazes me how you manage to get the exact height.” Walker liked to complement his staff.
“Well, it wouldn’t do to have you falling from the ceiling.”
“No, suppose not. Any word from the away teams?”
“No Sir.” Valmont replied.
“Pfft, well I guess it’s back to the books. Two more weeks till the test.”
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