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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Wed Feb 26, 2014 3:01 pm

CO Captain Rhodri Griffiths, Stardate 11402.19

The silver woman seemed to shimmer and crackle in the light of the transporter room as she examined the Captain. "I am...?" she started, her confidence disappearing in a flash and replaced by a mild confusion. She blinked, her eyelids covering perfectly silver eyes, her pupils dark pools of obsidian in a sea of mercury. She took a ginger step forward, as unsure on her feet as a new-born deer. "I am..." she said again, the words sounding more resolute. "I am." She seemed satisfied with that as a reply.

Griff couldn't help but smile despite the absolute insanity of the situation. His ship had been...perhaps not attacked, but damaged, and now this anthropomorphic personification of the Ion storm or whatever energy reading they'd detected on the planet had found it's - or her - way into the transporter buffer and onto the pad. It was turning out to be a very strange day. "That's a start. Do you know how you got here?" He glanced at Darloch out of the corner of his eye, gave him a look to put his phaser back in it's holster before he continued. "Do you know where you are?"

"I am here", she replied, laughing gently at how silly his question was, and giving him a cheekily condescending look. She took another step, steadier on her new legs, learning fast, and descended from the transporter pad. She was shorter than Griff by about a foot. Looking up at him, she extended a hand and poked him lightly on the shoulder. She watched him closely, curious, as her finger tips met the fabric of his uniform. A tiny zap of static surprised them both.
"I am here!" she laughed, enjoying this new, corporal existence.

He couldn't quite get a grasp on her, smiling ruefully, his shoulder itching where that short, sharp shock had zapped him as he turned to follow her movements around him, reaching out to take a long thermal blanket some one slack jawed crewman, unfurling it like a banner and holding it open for her to step into. "You're onboard the Federation Starship Bremen..." He paused for a moment, still getting over the wonder at this strange lifeform. "...Why have you come here? We detected a strange energy signal here, we were looking for it on the planet. Was that...you?"

She curled her long fingers around the fabric of the blanket and felt it curiously. "You were here, you are new," she said as she continued to poke and tug at the blanket, "I want to learn. I like to learn..." She took the blanket from him, holding it to her face and smelling it. She seemed unimpressed. Next she took a segment and chewed it, spitting it out and dropping the blanket, having found no use for it. "More new!" she said, her eyes shining up at Griff. "More learn!"

Griff's smile was genuine, although she seemed to disdain clothing - or not understand it, although she seemed to understand a lot more than he gave her credit for. He watched her for a moment, the shine of excitement and wonder in her eyes drawing him in and making him smile wider. "We have a computer database with over six hundred trillion gigaquads of information, there's information in there enough for a hundred lifetimes, a thousand, even. I'd be willing to let you see it all, in return for you telling us about yourself. We're out here to seek new lifeforms, to study new and different cultures, and you....are certainly different." His smile flashed into a quick grin.

"Yes," she answered, presumably confirming both her uniqueness, as well as an acceptance of his offer. "I have seen database..." she added after some thought, "it taught me of corporal existence." She poked Griff again, more static snapping between them. "Solid... Hm" she observed as the lights of the transporter room flickered around them.

She seemed surer of the language now, as if it was coming easier to her. What did she mean that she'd seen the database, how long was she in the system for? He kept smiling regardless, simply stunned at the presence of this lifeform onboard his ship. "There are several states of matter in this place. Solid, like myself, the ship around us, and incorporeal like light, sound..." He tilted his head slightly. "Would you like to see more of the ship? Although, if we're going on a tour, I would ask you to cover yourself up. I'm afraid it isn't our...custom, to go unclothed in company." His voice was soft, making it sound like a pleasant request, and a bit more knowledge shared between the two.

She tilted her head, mimicking his own movement and seemed to acquiesce without a word. The prospect of seeing with her own eyes what her short and destructive visit to the computer had taught her was clearly pleasing to her. "Yes!" she said happily, hopping on her silver toes and smiling a broad, shiny smile. Griff returned it, taking one of the jumpsuits from the bewildered Yeoman and offering it to the silver woman. He'd been blocking the image of her nudity from his mind, but now that she was hopping around it was about time to get her covered up for the sake of the crew if not her own decency. "Do you have a name? Something we can call you by?"

The woman tilted her head again, in apparent confusion at his question. She took the jumpsuit and held it gingerly, unsure what to do.

The transporter chief stepped behind his console with an uncomfortable clearing of his throat. Watching a naked woman jump about the place was clearly too much for him. He barely even noticed his console blink on an off the first time. The second though... "Er, Captain? We're experiencing a slight power drain... Origin unknown..." He tapped his console, making sure he stayed square behind it. Turning briefly, he frowned up at the Chief. "Can you localise a source? Is it external or..." he glanced once to the woman, "internal to the ship?"

"I don't know, sir. It could be the storm, or a new-ship glitch, or something... I'll er... run a diagnostic and contact Engineering."

Griff nodded, then turned back to the silver woman, seeing her unsurity he started miming what to do with the jumpsuit to the apparent hilarity of everyone around before simply taking it back from her and passing it to the Ensign again. His crew could either deal with a bit of nudity and grow up, or he'd be writing a lot of reports over the next few days. A brief tinge of worry crossed his face - What if this woman was causing the power drain? They'd have to investigate further, but for now his job was to seek out new life and here it was, he wouldn't squander the opportunity. He gestured towards the exit with a bright smile.
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby Jack Lucas » Wed Feb 26, 2014 4:07 pm

I kind of have to go back and read the transcript from the Bremen's mission now, because that log has me interested...
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Thu Feb 27, 2014 7:01 pm

CO Commander Rhodri Griffiths, Stardate 11402.26

"Cadet, get back to the bridge and work on the shield systems." Griff nodded upwards to Darloch and watched him turn away with an affirmative before he hit his comm badge and called up to the bridge.

"Cadet Inaji, two to beam directly to the shuttlecraft."

He felt the transporter beam whisk around him, an eerie blue glow in the darkened Sickbay. He hadn't counted on this at all, what had started out great had ended up hurting this lifeform and sending her into a rage. Whatever she was, some sort of anthropomorphic personification of energy, had started draining power in systems around her. At first it seemed to be related to the Ion storms, but he knew now that it was simply how her species survived. When he had the dampening field put up around Sickay this wasn't what he had wanted at all, he'd ended up starving her, killing her...

She fed off of the electricity in the storm, drawing their power into herself for sustenance - But the storms regenerated themselves, there was enough energy there for her to gorge herself sick every day of her life and never deplete it, and the warp core of the Bremen was a mere snack in comparison. She'd been feeding continually since she came onboard until it had started to cause problems, flickering lights. How far would it have gone? How far could he have let it go until it endangered his ship, his crew.

He and the cadet, had managed to calm her down to the point that they could now beam her onto a shuttle and take her back into the storms and back to her planet. But what life was that, really? She wanted to explore, he could tell that she had the inquisitive itch that most sentient lifeforms do, to go above and beyond and far away from their homes to see what's out there, to experience it, and now she had corporeal form she didn't want to let it go. Could he blame her? How would he have felt in her situation? What would he have done if she hadn't been calmed, simply transported her into space?

But...this is what they could do. Take her back to the planet, set her up with a shelter, an interphasic beacon to cut through the interference, and then work on some way for her to be in the same room, the same ship or station, as someone else without draining its power and kill everyone onboard. It wasn't her fault, so they would do what they could.

As his matter was transmitted, his last cognitive thought before rematerialising was that for a first contact situation there could have been worse ways for it to go.
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Thu Feb 27, 2014 7:52 pm

Aw, that was sweet.
I'm glad she comes across as sympathetic.

Really nicely written, James. Griff is a deep thinker.

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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Tue Mar 11, 2014 7:48 pm

CO Rhodri Griffiths, Stardate 11403.05

The storm raged outside.

Griff quietly ran the dermal regenerator across his wrist. The gash had bled a lot more than the size of the wound would have indicated so the consoles were splashed with red too, but despite that it had been a rough, violent but ultimately safe landing on this desolate world. The concussive booms still rocked the shuttle but the storm outside wasn't too powerful yet, they'd lucked out some there but the situation was fairly dire. He glanced back to where the Silver Woman was watching sh'Tolar check on the engine status. It didn't look good regardless.

He slotted the regenerator back in the emergency medical kit and flexed his hand a little. Stiff, but it'd be fine. He didn't want to use the medications just in case they were here longer than planned.

How had they gotten in this situation? He'd wanted to help, he felt a connection with the woman, a fellow explorer. This is what his mission was, to find new life, explore new worlds, discover new information, but had he been too reckless in going to such lengths just for one person? He mind rolled the thought around in his head for a while before he decided 'No'. If he hadn't done this, he wouldn't be Rhodri Griffiths. If you find an excuse to refuse help for one person, you can find an excuse to refuse ten, or a hundred, or a million. One excuse was as bad an another in his eyes, and the risk was worth it. He caught sh'Tolar's eyes for a brief moment. Did she think the same thing?

He was glad to have her along, regardless. He was a fair Engineer himself, but her mind was brilliantly sharp. They had a much better chance of getting off this planet with her here with him and it overrode the guilt somewhat of dragging her with him on this ride.

Closing the kit with a final snap, he pushed himself out of the seat and made his way over to the two. "Ensign, what've we got to work with? We can't trust that the message buoy got out, the Bremen might not know that we're in trouble for a little while, so we need to work on a plan to either get us back up in the air or secure our place down here."

And with that, they set to work saving their lives.
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Tue Mar 25, 2014 1:26 pm

Captain's Log, Stardate 11403.19

Griff was worried, but he tried not to let it show on his face. Standing over the Science console a little ways apart from Cadet sh'Hruvek so as to not disturb her, he quietly want over the long range scans of the area himself. This was all far too much of a coincidence. A Romulan prisoner onboard, and now a problem with the engines necessitating a stop. Something was going to happen, and it was critical that they found out what it was before it leaped up and surprised them. With luck, V'Lor would get a little information out of their guest and they'd have something more to go on, a few more pieces for the puzzle.

His fingers swept across the console as he initiated another tachyon sweep, turning up still nothing. But that wasn't a surprise, a cloaked vessel would have to be within a million kilometres for it to even get a register on their sensors, and a blip telling them that there was something out there wasn't exactly a full torpedo lock on a visible vessel. Cloaked ships always held the advantage, even when you knew they were out there.

A very brief smile flitted across his lips. Perhaps it was time to think less like a Captain, and more like a Tactician. Logging the station off and passing it back to sh'Hruvek, he made his way back down to the command circle and took his seat to begin work.
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Sun Apr 27, 2014 6:02 pm

Captain's Log, Stardate 11404.23

It was one of the most difficult decisions a Captain ever had to face. There is a test specifically for it during the Command Readiness examination, and it had been a difficult one even on the holodeck. It always was, no matter how detached from reality a simulation might be. Sending an officer into danger - maybe even to their death - for the sake of the crew and the ship. It had only taken a moment for him to give the affirmative and tell the then-cadet sh'Hruvek to risk her life with untested medical procedures to communicate with the creatures that had been caught in that quantum flux. But inside his mind had been racing, firing down every avenue for an alternative even though there wasn't one, she'd been the only person able.

He watched her now, leaning quietly against the Sickbay doors as she slept. The Doctor had given him a full update on her status, she was going to be fine, but somehow that made the knot of guilt in his stomach worse. It didn't make it any easier when the person you ordered into a dangerous situation makes it out, you still put them there in the first place.

The crew know the risks, and if it's a choice between one person and the entire ship there should be no question as to the order.

The words of his command ethics lecturer came back to him, but it didn't help. It was a logical fallacy that dealt only in narrow specifics; 'The needs of the many' and other such happy little sayings. But it was easy to make up such when you're sitting behind a desk dealing in theories and simulations, it was an entirely different matter out here and dealing in the absolutes.

As quietly as he arrived, he turned and made his way back to the bridge. It was something he was going to have to live with.

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Three days later...

Sat in his ready room, his eyes scanned over the latest transfer orders. The ship was quiet with her warp engine powered down, repairs underway after the events of the last few days. Their prisoner had been successfully transferred and most of the crew were enjoying a little rest onboard the station. God knows they deserved it. They'd worked hard the last week and deserved a short break before getting out there again.

The Bremen was due for a few transfers this week. Starfleet appeared to have listened to his request and was giving him some more senior bridge officers. His crew were well trained and talented but the one thing they were lacking was experience, a handful of old hands scattered amongst the crew will be beneficial for them.

Leaning back in his chair he picked up his cooling mug of tea and took a slow sip, his mind going through the motions. Things seemed to be going well for the ship after their trials over the last few weeks. He was sure that not many fresh ships off the line could say they'd been through what the Bremen had over her first fortnight on the edges of space, but they'd gone through it all and come out the other side in one relative piece. A touch of a smile quirked the corner of his lips as he wondered just what was coming next for his crew.
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby Shawna F » Sun Apr 27, 2014 7:17 pm

Awww, Cap'n Rhod, ya big softy. <3 And nice reference to our upcoming shift of crew. We do need more experience! Beats ordering around a handful of newbies using Beiber-torture and asking for drugs, eh?
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Sun Apr 27, 2014 11:54 pm

I'm just looking forward to my newbies outshining the seasoned pros. I know you're all gonna make me proud. :riker:
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