Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Thu Nov 27, 2014 5:15 pm

Griff sat on the center chair, tapping at the console in the arm to bring up the latest repair reports. Things were starting to settle down now and he had to admit that he was beginning to relax and even - to his surprise - enjoy himself. Things were...casual, almost. He shifted slightly, feeling his worn, heavy leather jacket across his shoulders, wondering when the last time he'd been able to wear it was. Not that Starfleet uniforms were uncomfortable, far from it, but there was a certain responsibility, a weight across the shoulders much different from the current one across his that seemed to settle into the muscles. It felt like it was finally starten to loosen up.

The stars rushed by on the viewscreen. They'd slowly been increasing thir warp speed to stress the engines, fixing any problems that came up then increasing it again until they were flying along at a fair clip and with only the minimal amount of shuddering beneath his feet. He almost envied Tony, and knew that despite the muttering and curses likely going on down in Engineering there weren't many places he'd rather be. There's something satisfying about fixing up an old ship.

The crew seemed to be settling into everything as well as could be expected. Chief Harlan had been a welcome surprise, an enlisted man who seemed to have a penchant for maintenance. It wasn't a surprise, there was much truth in the saying that Enlisted crew worked for their dinner, they tended to get the dirtier jobs, the more difficult assignments, and what responsibility they did have was always marred by the lack of actual rank. He turned his wrist and glanced down at the small pip attached to the cuff, a tiny gold crown. It'd been on his collar during his stint on the Scimitar. It was known as the 'Hat of Authority', and at times it was the only thing that stopped some young upstart of a Lieutenant overriding his common sense with bad decisions. Difficult times, but he looked back with a happy fondness and felt a brief pang of sorrow that those times had passed. Those had been good days.

The Captain settled back in his seat and watched the stars rolling past, a small smile on his face as he relaxed and let his mind wander.
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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Thu Jan 22, 2015 6:39 pm

Captain's Log, Stardate 11401.15

He surveyed the holographic surroundings while Tony made his investigations with the Tricorder. The heavy weight of the phaser beneath his jacket game him a modicum of confidence that perhaps otherwise wouldn't have been present, it was reassuring to know that their captor had limitations, unable to see as he'd pulled those tattered clothes over his current outfit against orders, unable to detect the weapon secreted beneath his leather jacket. It missed things, and he could use that. It wasn't much to base a plan off of but it was a damned good start.

What he did know for sure is that whoever held them, artificial or otherwise, didn't know everything. It could hear them, sure, it could scan their biosigns and seems to have a sophisticated suite of sensor nodes, but it didn't see everything adn it didn't know everything, and that was an advantage he meant to exploit. Griff glanced back over at Tony, seeing the pained look on the man's face, but underneath it was more than a hint of eagerness. When you were fighting someone bigger than yourself you had to take your shots where you could and you had to aim them for the sensitive parts - there's no such thing as fighting dirty when it's your life, you do what you can to finish it as fast as possible - and Tony looked like he was finding some very sensitive parts indeed.
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Postby James Greenman » Sat Jul 02, 2016 8:25 am

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Re: Captain Rhodri Llewellyn Griffiths

Postby James Greenman » Sun Sep 25, 2016 6:18 am

Captain's Log, Stardate 11609.24

The sounds of changing and battering reverberated through the Sigma Rho's bridge, teams getting to work repairing the important systems, fixing the myriad of issues that the recent internal sensor sweep had picked up. That was just the icing on this particular cake, however, and Griff hunched over the console that had become his home poring over the sensor recordings of the incident up in environmental control.

Something was loose on his station. Something that the Tzenkethi had left, an animal, or possibly one of their young. The sensor readings were spotty at best and nobody had gotten a decent look. But there was something loose on his station, and the pile of issue was slowly starting to mount higher and higher, and it was getting close to the bar where he felt it'd be better just to throw in the towel. Leave the station, call it a day, scuttle the entire thing and let Starfleet rebuild it.

But there was something tying him here. He felt a connection, a dash of comfort when he glanced over at the doors to the Commander's office that had been his for a scant few months before the Tzenkethi conflict.

Putting it out of his mind, he looked back down at his console and noted the response from the Jormungandr, that the eggs they'd beamed from the station were safely stored and in stasis. That was one load off of his shoulders at least, he'd remember the burst of anger that they'd have left such a devious trap. He'd been tempted to release plasma across those levels and call it a day, but he'd reeled it in, played the humanitarian. The Tzenkethi conflict was still fresh in everyone's minds and the last thing they needed was a scandal like infanticide.

His console bleeped a second time, this one from another security team on level 4, reporting in that they'd caught a ping from something in the Jeffries tubes. He sent the acknowledgement, then activate his comm up to Environmental. He'd not had as much time as he'd have liked with Tom Maryland, but the officer was turning out to be just as capable as he'd hoped.

"Tom, this is Ops. We've got a sighting on Level 4, I'm initiating a site-to-site transport for your team on your mark. We'll catch this thing..."

"We've got to."
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