CO Captain Jonathan Parker

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CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Tue Nov 18, 2014 10:59 pm

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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Sun Nov 23, 2014 10:43 pm

Stardate 10903.10. Location: USS Thunderchild.

The acrid odor of the consoles sparking around him made him gasp. Two of his fellow crewmates lay gasping on the deck - one had severe burns, the other's leg protruded at an angle that a calf just shouldn't be at. His hands flew over the console in front of him, relying mostly on muscle memory. The bridge was so thick with smoke he could barely see his hands, let alone the view screen in front of him.

Get us to the Badlands, Parker. Let's lose them in there. Evasive pattern Omega - Six!

The Captain's voice rang out around the bridge, keeping everyone focused on their primary duties. Just then, a loud bang and a shower of sparks emitted from the starboard side of the bridge, where moments before Commander Brewin had stood, assisting at tactical. He lay motionless on the stained carpeting of the bridge. The science officer knelt down, checking his pulse, and shook his head, indicating he didn't make it.

Turning back to his console, Parker was able to see a bit more, now that the fire suppression system had kicked in some more. We're starting to lose them, Captain, but we have to slow in here. These plasma clouds could ignite.

As if fated to happen, just then the Conn exploded in front of Parker, a third of the LCARS display melting in front of him. He tried jumping back, but the panel on the underside of the console had blown out, pinning his leg. He cried out in agony, but tapped his console once more where he could, taking care not to shock himself on the exposed conduit. Diving beneath the closest plasma cloud, he glanced back to survey the bridge. With a sad look and a grim determination on his face, he saw his Captain unconscious on the deck between his chair and the Conn, and the tactical chief slumped backwards against the inoperable turbo lift doors.

This is Acting Captain Jonathan Parker speaking. Engineering, route all shipboard power to the shields, including life support. Leave one aft phaser bank operational.

He heard what he thought might be an acknowledgement from Engineering, and dove the Thunderchild at the nearest plasma cloud. As they came out the other side, he activated the shipwide again, which miraculously was still working.

All hands, brace for impact!

As the ship came free of the plasma cloud, Parker ignited the cloud behind them. The ship plunged into darkness as systems were lost. Hull breaches occurred on three decks. Luckily the breaches weren't near any habited areas and were quickly sealed. After what seemed like forever, the emergency lights flickered on. Coming to, Parker checked the sensors. The three Maquis ships that had been engaging them had been destroyed.

Parker, you just saved our asses. Well done. The Captain stood behind him. Let's get repairs done to our engines, and get the hell out of here...

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Postby Thomas Marsland » Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:45 am

Jonathan watched as the Ready Room door opened and the XO left. Shortly thereafter, the chime rang.

"Enter," he said, and watched as Lieutenant Baudin came in.

"Please, Lieutenant, have a seat."

Baudin nodded courteously and sat, stiff but attentive. He'd given Captain Parker's service record a brief glance, although some of his time was certainly eaten up by the whole Sosheth mess and everything that came with it.

"I called you in to get to know a bit more about each of my senior officers. With the departure of Commander Marsland in the morning, that's going to be making you the senior officer on the bridge after Commander Stradiot. So, feel free to tell me whatever you like about yourself, the ship, and your department." Parker listened as Baudin spoke.

Ah, but what to say? In his youth, Vikram had been a chatty, outgoing sort, but these days he found himself clipped and reticent. Sure, he'd been opening up--well, loosening up, anyway--around some of the crew. It was only inevitable when you spent long enough around the same people. To see Marsland leaving meant that he'd be down a person he was at least somewhat comfortable around. So it went. Better for Tom to leave on his own than have something happen to him. "My record shows everything you need to know about me, sir." From perhaps less than humble beginnings to the Kensington to his supposed years at McKinley. Maybe that wasn't the best first impression to start with, but there it was.

"As for the ship, she is a fine addition to the fleet. Very few issues. Smooth sailing, despite the bumps and bruises she has suffered through no fault of her own. The crew...has had their own set of issues. Some more problematic members have left for their own reasons, others are planning to depart." Thankfully. If Marsland was going, who would York set most of his anger out on now? That poor medic? Him? "I find that we have yet to hit on the right mix of personalities to work as well-oiled as Sentinel does. Although I had no issues with the captain came before. I would dare to say the department runs like any other operations department. I trust everyone to do their jobs and to report to me on issues that need my attention and to take care on their own of what doesn't. I tend to miss getting out in the field, though. Being stuck on the bridge sometimes can be...frustrating, although I understand there tends to be little need for someone in my position to be out there, and I have already, clearly, seen my share of action on this ship." He had wanted a more action-packed ship. And it delivered even before it made it out into uncharted space.

"Well, Lieutenant, we'll just have to work on getting you out more. Our new orders are going to take us through the fringes of Klingon space, to Starbase 123, and then beyond.. who knows where? You put some time in down on the phaser range, or in the science labs, and I'm sure Commander Stradiot will have plenty use for you the next time we need an away team." Parker smiled softly at the Lieutenant.

"As far as your department, it seems you've got things well in hand. I look forward to meeting more of the crew as we head towards Starbase 123." Parker had only been aboard for a couple hours at this point, still reading what he could about the crew. He figured the best route would be to start with the Senior Staff and work their way down. He'd been meaning to meet with the Command Master Chief as well, but hadn't yet had that luxury. The Chief had been busy arranging the brunt of the repairs under the guidance of the XO.

"Do you have any questions for me, Lieutenant?" Parker waited for a reply.

Science labs...right. Vikram had never been much of a science lad, even when he was younger. But maybe it was about time to broaden a few more of his horizons. Brushing up on the range might be nice, though he didn't think it was necessary. He could pilot well enough, and he could order a team around. Maybe now with his promotion, his fellow officers might learn to shut up and listen instead of bicker endlessly. "No, sir. Will that be all, sir?"

"That's all." Parker's sigh was almost audible. He hoped the young Lieutenant would open up more. All in due time, he thought. "Please send in Lieutenant H'ret."
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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby James Greenman » Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:18 pm

I am so, so looking forward to more of these. Good work, both of you!
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CO/XO Stardate 11411.24

Postby Thomas Marsland » Tue Dec 02, 2014 1:21 am

After the crew were dismissed from the Observation Lounge, Parker proceeded to his new Ready Room. He noticed none of his belongings were in place yet, something he could rectify later, he thought. I'll have to take some time on the way to Starbase 123 and get everything just right, he said to himself. Taking a seat behind the desk, he thought, So this is what it feels like. Going to take some time to get used to, especially on a ship like this. I still can't believe I screened for a Sovereign.

Leaving the personnel office, Claire sighed as she worked her way back up to the bridge. Shaking her head and muttering under her breath, "First my sister and now a new Captain? What's next? We'll transfer to a new fleet I suppose." She walked with purpose all the way to the lift. Going inside she sharply spoke, "Bridge." before settling down and relaxing on her way up.

Well, no time like the present to get some work done. He set down the first of many PADDs that had been stacked on his desk, detailing Captain's logs from previous stardates, the findings on the Kressari encounter they'd had recently come through, and the progress of repairs. Setting them to the side, he tapped his commbadge. Captain Parker to Commander Stradiot. Please report to the Ready Room.

Just as she was stepping out of the lift, and all the eyes on the bridge were on her, her combadge demanded her presence in the Ready Room. Holding her head high and not sighing like she wished, she walked with a mixture of grace and dignity all the way to the Ready room.

While he waited, he looked around, finally locating the replicator just behind his chair. My own replicator.. now this is a bit nuts. Computer, one mug of hot cocoa. As he took a drink of his warm beverage, he smiled.

Taking a deep breath, she rang the chime to be let in to see her new Commanding Officer.

When the chime rang to the door, he acknowledged. "Enter."

Smiling as his Executive Officer entered, he rose from behind the desk in the empty Ready Room. "Captain Jonathan Parker, "he said as he extended a hand. "Please, Commander, have a seat."

Shaking his hand, "Executive Officer Claire Stradiot." Nodding slowly, she sits down across from her new Captain.

"First, Commander Yeremenko had nothing but good things to say about you, and I look forward to working with you. Your performance, especially with his departure, has been admirable. That being said...," Parker slid a small box containing three full pips across the table to Commander Stradiot, and watched her reaction.

Looking down at the box, she merely blinked a few times, unsure as to it's purpose.

"By order of Starfleet Command you are hereby promoted to full Commander. I won't have an Exec that's anything but. Congratulations, Commander."

Slowly smiling, she reaches over and picks up the pips and fastens them to her collar, "Thank you, sir. I greatly appreciate it."

"Now then, please, tell me your thoughts on the ship and her crew. You're the one that knows them best."

Losing her smile she leans back in her chair, "This ship is quite something. I've never been on a ship quite like it...And while you might think I know them the best, I too am fairly new in comparison to those who were present at the launch. The previous Captain had his moments where I agreed with his decision and of course, moments where I objected. I'm not a stickler for rules...but I do have my morals. If you order me to do something against my morals, I may or may not follow through. As for the rest of the crew...It's quite a grab bag of personnel. Most of them have a very good head on their shoulders. A couple are a little wet behind the ears, but that naturally comes with low experience. I'm not sure if you've met the Doctor yet, but I'll leave that one to you. I'd rather not influence your opinion."

Nodding slowly, Parker grinned. "I feel there's more than meets the eye then about our Chief Medical Officer. I look forward to talking with him further. As far as rules, my beliefs are fairly simple. The rules are put in place to help us make the moral choice. I, too, like everyone else, have my own personal feelings on things, and most of the time, that guides me to the correct decision. But the rules are there to help me when I am conflicted. As the Captain, my responsibility is to the mission and to Starfleet. As the Exec, yours is too, but yours is really to the crew. Get to know them and the men in the departments. That's what I'll be spending the next few weeks doing as I acclimate myself."

Continuing on, he dropped his smile. "As far as my style, I think we'll get along just fine. I expect the ship to be run tight, but like a family. Especially the Senior Staff. We should all want to know the crew that works for us. The bridge, of course, is the place where I expect complete formality - other places, not so much. But if the crew knows how to observe proper protocol and do the basics right all the time, then they won't even have to think about how to do those things in the thick of battle. Let's focus on our missions and do what's right, and I think we'll come out just fine. Sound good to you, Commander? Any questions?"

"Sounds perfectly fair to me, sir. No questions either. I do have one other comment however. It's about me personally...I'm not a Vulcan. I don't wish to be associated with that part of my genetics. These ears of mine are...an affliction more than anything else. I know people seem to stereotype by appearances, around here, but know that I'm not the logical to a fault type. I'd like to think that's why I'm in a command position and not somewhere else." She waves her hand in front of her face, "Anyway, that's all I really have about that."

"I think I can deal with that, Commander. I think well get along just fine, actually." Parker nodded again before going on.

"Now then, our mission," he began, sliding a PADD over to his XO. "Admiral Tolar has left us with one of the pods for further study, along with a copy of Shoseth's files and the preliminary findings from Starfleet Intelligence. We can work on our own findings if we like while we make the last leg to Starbase 123. We'll be escorting the USS Artur, a Nebula-class ship outfitted with relief supplies and a few Type-III replicators to H'Atoria, a Klingon colony that's suffered from some earthquakes. Hopefully this overture will solidify relations again between us and the Klingons. Unfortunately, just to even get to Starbase 123 we'll be traveling through Klingon space, so we should be ready for any trouble. We depart in the morning. What are your thoughts?"

Looking over the PADD she pipes in, "I know that there are a few members of our crew who will be ecstatic to investigate this pod further...I'd still advise caution with this though. Some crew members might not have an objective view on these things." Flips over to the current mission, "Escort missions are simple in theory, but in my experience something always comes up. If things are very shaky in Klingon space, a constant yellow alert might not be uncalled for. We'd at least be ready. Klingon relations have always been shaky even at our best."

"Finally, I know Lieutenant Commander Marsland wanted to speak to the senior staff, but due to our circumstances just hasn't had time. He's transferring off the ship in the morning due to some family issues. His sister, a fellow officer, is sick with an unknown virus, and they're not sure she's going to make it. He's heading to Station Sigma Rho to be with her. Make the necessary adjustments to the duty rotation."

"Aye, sir. It'll be sad to see him go. I liked him. He certainly rounded off the bridge crew quite nicely. Good head on his shoulders. I do hope he doesn't stay away from Starfleet. I wish him the best."

Parker rose, again holding out his hand. "I'm looking forward to working together, Commander. Please send Lieutenant Baudin in. Dismissed."

Claire stood up and firmly shakes her new Captain's hand, "Likewise, Captain." Turning to leave, she moves towards the door and back onto the bridge.

"Lieutenant Baudin, your presence is requested in the Ready Room."

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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Mon Jan 05, 2015 11:11 pm

Captain's Log, Stardate.. 11412.15 ... I estimate.

The Sentinel is currently dead in the water. No life support, all power is offline. This is being typed out on the PADD I keep in the Ready Room. Not the ideal way to start a tenure as Commanding Officer, but we'll get through it. Some unknown energy field came from a planet we were investigating. We are attempting to get main power back online. I am certain of my crew and their ability to work under pressure, something they have proven they are capable of time and time again. I look forward to their results.

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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Mon Jan 19, 2015 5:35 pm

Captain's Log, Stardate 11501.12

We are attempting a cold-start of the warp core in an effort to get the Sentinel back in active flight before she's permanently trapped by the gravity well of this planet. If that happens, well, we'll be a monument to whatever this energy field is that's taken us offline. I have faith in our crew to get the ship up and going again. Let's just hope we have enough time.

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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Tue Jan 27, 2015 1:32 am

Captain's Log, Stardate 11501.19

The warp core has slowly sequenced up. We are being pulled toward the near planet's surface, along with the Artur, while Engineering attempts to get impulse engines back online. While they were doing so, I rerouted plasma through to power the tractor emitters. That gave us a little bit of time for the Artur and slowed their descent, but it sped up ours. I only hope we can find another way now to prevent the Artur from sinking deeper, as well as saving our own crew and ship. The Artur and Sentinel have served Starfleet well, but neither are ready to meet their end, of that I am certain. We are going to try and get power restored to both ships but failing that, I will use shuttles to save the crew of the Artur and make every effort to get us out of this gravity well.

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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Tue Feb 03, 2015 1:02 am

Captain's Log, Stardate 11501.26

Commander York has come out of his surgery. Only time will tell what additional care will be needed. The Artur and Sentinel's power systems are back up and running, at least for the meantime. I am convening the senior staff to see if we can figure out what happened. I am hopeful we can resume our mission soon after, but my duty is to prevent this from happening again. We came too close to not recovering from this incident.

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There comes a time in every Captain's career when they second-guess their actions. This is one of those times that I'll wonder about. I believe I made the right choices, but seeing my Chief Medical Officer in surgery and the ship coming -so- close to crash-landing here... we got lucky, I'm afraid. I can only breathe a sigh of relief that we escaped. Now to figure out what happened and keep it from happening again.

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Re: CO Captain Jonathan Parker

Postby Thomas Marsland » Tue Feb 17, 2015 4:01 am

Captain's Log, Stardate 11502.09

With the Away Team on the surface, I've taken to .. relaxing .. a bit more. Looking out at the stars reminds me of my hometown back in Anchorage. Over the port side of the ship, through my Ready Room windows, one can see the sunlight interact with the horizon, just like the Aurora Borealis back home. Being on a starship, living the life of a Starfleet Officer, makes me think of what it must've been like back on Earth in those days of sail. Nothing but the dark expanse of the open, unexplored ocean before you, new horizons yet to see, new land waiting to be explored.

I enjoy this life. It is my calling.

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