XO Commander Rojer Lyon

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XO Commander Rojer Lyon

Postby Chris Esterhuyse » Sat Oct 11, 2014 4:07 pm

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OPS Commander Rojer Lyon 11410.13

Postby Chris Esterhuyse » Wed Oct 15, 2014 1:58 pm

It was always exciting to arrive on a new ship. Sights and sounds that are subtly different to the previous ship. The air had a slightly changed odour, even the grav settings was just a fraction different. And then he stepped out of the transporter room into the corridor and was promptly lost. Only his husband saved him from wandering the long way around to the turbolift. Which is why he loved the man.

The bridge had to know about their arrival, but what met them was “sit there and save the universe” and suddenly the choice to accept the transfer was confirmed. The explanation of the situation was fast, to the point and he was already liking this woman’s sense of humour. After a few minutes of intense reading, he felt the XO’s focus shift over to them again. “Three, two, one…”

“You guys always get the same assignment?” she asked. And there it was. Not unanticipated, predictable and quite clearly in the “let’s get to know you” banter category. And the response was well-rehearsed. Raise the left hand, wiggling fingers to show the wedding rings, give the “we’re married, so we get assigned to the same places” answer. He knew Ethan was grinning as hard as he was – just as well their stations were at the front of the bridge where no-one could really see when they were laughing.

Rojer sat sifting through the information contained in the ship’s computer about tricobalt devices, one screen open with the trigger device blueprint while the other scrolled information. He briefly glanced at Ethan who was muttering something dire about Engineers and wonky thrusters. He looked again at the schematic, pondering why the device hadn’t gone off.

A note that popped up on his screen made him blink for a moment. 2100hrs, drinks, my quarters. The XO’s ID embedded in the message. He leaned slightly away, made Ethan aware of the message and mouthed “Scotch?” A quick nod and he fires back a reply. Scotch on us. We have the good stuff.

Yup, this was going to be a fun ship indeed, and they hadn’t even met the Captain yet.
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Re: OPS Commander Rojer Lyon

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Wed Oct 15, 2014 4:14 pm

The Captain's no fun. Stick with me, kid, and you'll go places. ;)

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Re: OPS Commander Rojer Lyon

Postby Einar S » Sat Oct 18, 2014 7:30 pm

::clears his throat::
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Re: OPS Commander Rojer Lyon

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Sat Oct 18, 2014 11:00 pm

See what I mean...?

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OPS Commander Rojer Lyon 11410.20

Postby Chris Esterhuyse » Fri Oct 24, 2014 8:08 am

Rojer stared at the screen in front of him, the impact of what had just transpired leaving him a bit numb. A tricobalt bomb, detonated in a populated area. It wasn’t pretty. The almost jocular air that had been on the bridge just a few minutes before was gone. He had been in this situation more often that he would like to admit, where an event changed one’s perception of what was going on. He had been sure they would get it all under control without any loss of life. Instead there are many dead, including some of their own, and no guarantee that the bomb was the last one to go off.

It had started out so familiar. Get the information, devise a plan and then execute it. They had already gathered the information and came up with the plan, but as the saying goes – no plan survives engagement with the enemy. The away teams had the portable subspace isolation field units, they were on the ground, and then…

The Captain had joined them on the bridge with the orders for the teams to take the isolation units which he dispatched and then Rojer explained about the detonators. A quick discussion and he had his job set out.

Rojer had worked at the solution from his end, discovering that the detonators were almost an afterthought, very slap dash after the sophistication of the bomb itself. But looks can be deceiving and it wasn’t just a matter of sending out a signal and jamming everything. Turns out that each unit had its own operating frequency. And the computer was working on isolating them but that required time.

In the meantime he was deploying probes around the planet in anticipation of sending out the jamming signals. And the wait was getting to him – he sat fiddling, watching the transporter locks on the away teams and checking the progress of the computer. At least some innuendo-laced banter with the XO distracted him a little. She actually made him laugh, which attracted Joanne’s attention.

Judging by her expression, she had either swallowed a live Cardassian vole and was wondering how to get rid of it, or she was less than happy to see him. His money was not on the vole. But that was a conversation for later. Meanwhile he was fighting with the computer to isolate the frequencies because a broad spectrum signal was beyond the capabilities of the probes.

It also seemed that the Captain was up to some sneakiness of his own and judging by the expression on Joanne’s face, he’s done this kind of thing before. But it yielded results and soon he was monitoring a subspace frequency. That was when…

The blast barely rippled the sensors just as the computer completed isolating the detonator frequencies. So, the intended plan was in effect, the probes sending out the disruption signal while the away teams are tracking down the bombs and securing them.

And the subspace communications frequency was quiet.
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Re: OPS Commander Rojer Lyon

Postby Einar S » Fri Oct 24, 2014 12:24 pm

fantastic log Chris :)
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OPS Commander Rojer Lyon 11410.27

Postby Chris Esterhuyse » Mon Nov 03, 2014 11:07 am

The quote seems to be true. You keep knocking on the devil's door long enough and sooner or later someone's gonna answer you. At least, this crew’s current devil. Rojer wasn’t up to speed with the ship or Captain’s past enemies, but this one seemed to be the thorn in their side. And a big one too if this guy plotted and executed plan for the bombs they had just eliminated. And the Captain seemed determined to find this devil. Rolan.

The locator message he had sent out bore some fruit. It all pointed back to Chaldik Prime. Trying to get the exact location meant tweaking without alerting the other end. But trying to hide the probing is not that easy when the other side is watching for it. Which was probably what the Captain had in mind. Wiggle the line and the fish will bite.

What surprised him was the signal coming from the Starfleet outpost on Chaldik Prime. It appeared to surprise the Captain as well. But it sort of made it easier to track down the console that was being used. And the incoming signal was possibly going to make it easier.

The conversation between the Captain and Rolan was almost friendly, like old friends chatting, given how brief it was. It was enough to get the location for the signal in the NCO quarters, which he sent to the Captain. He saw the message being rerouted to Joanne and nodded to himself.

There was another situation he wasn’t sure how to handle. She seemed unhappy that they were there. He heard it when she greeted him the first time, and while she wasn’t looking at him he could feel her glare at the back of his head. He resisted the urge to pat his hair to see if it had caught fire. With an internal sigh he waited for Sector Command to approve the lockdown the Captain had requested, while wondering if Joanne thought they were there for some mission of some kind that would divide her loyalties or something.

He and Ethan haven’t done any intelligence work in almost five years and that had been a milk run compared to some of the earlier work they had done. The admirals knew they were not doing any more field work. There had been a heated discussion, lots of scotch consumed and ruffled feathers over that, but in the end Rojer and Ethan won.

So, they were racing to Chaldik Prime, to catch a man that knew they were at least five hours away. At least he could report that Sector Command had approved the request to lock down the sector while they were hunting for Rolan before returning to five hours of waiting. It’s times like these that a transwarp conduit would be welcome.
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OPS Commander Rojer Lyon 11411.03

Postby Chris Esterhuyse » Sun Nov 09, 2014 2:29 pm

The flight to Chaldik Prime was… interesting. In the “Oh God, oh God, we’re all gonna die” sense from Ethan’s favourite old Earth shows. Space cowboys indeed.

The ship was rattling by the time they arrived and after returning to normal space, Rojer checked with Engineering when the Captain asked. A disgruntled Captain Ravn also called while he was busy. The conversation was brief, but resulted in Rojer and Joanne going with the XO on a bit of a jaunt. Of course he suspected she was up to some meddling, but he wasn’t really the one with the problem. He also knew that the three of them (him, Ethan and Joanne) would need to sort this out as soon as they had a moment.

Weapons checked and on the pad, they beamed to the surface, to be met by a young woman as Chief of Security, which in hindsight was the perfect place for her. After some back and forth she led them to a separate office so Rojer could begin scrubbing the base computers for clues.

The more he dealt with the XO, the more he liked her. She was almost tuned to his sense of humor, which was often black, irreverent and downright macabre at times. Not to mention innuendo and double entendre. And she was meddling. Which he appreciated, but not while on an away team. It was distracting to a degree.

But the moment he saw the console where he could dig around the base computer, he forgot everything else and started working without waiting for permission. And promptly lost himself in the thrill of chasing information. Which explains why he missed out on their escort being the one that was also the culprit. Or as close as a culprit they will get. But after Joanne went back to the ship with the suspect, Rojer encountered something no systems person likes. Deleted entries. And attempted rewrites. But that was like the jelly sweetie snacks he loved – you can’t put them to one side until they’ve all been consumed.

He would plug away at the problem until he found the solution. But the Captain’s order to return to the ship prompted a complete data dump to a secure server on the ship where he would investigate later.

As for Commander Danann… he just knew she was going to be a lot of fun to be around in the future. If he could get around her almost flirting turning to more than that. The almost flirt was fun, it was a game they both knew the rules of. But someone was bound to step over outside the rules and he knew it wasn’t going to be him or Ethan. But he’d deal with that when it happened.
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OPS Commander Rojer Lyon 11411.10

Postby Chris Esterhuyse » Mon Dec 01, 2014 9:58 am

Only the first day and he was hip-deep in the ship's business. Not that he didn't like it but sometimes one would like a less hectic introduction to a new ship. And why there was a cadet messing up his tracking programs, he was still going to find out. At least some potting banter with the XO lightened his mood, even if he wasn't allowed to nail said cadet to a cross. He managed to get it fixed up and they had a heading before long. Returning to the data from the base, he set about rebuilding the root directories while conversations flowed about him on the bridge.

He shuddered a little when they decided to take the replicators off-line but remembered that at least he had a back-up solution for his coffee addiction. He mentioned it and Danann nearly pounced on him with a grateful smile. He really liked her sense of humour - it meshed with his and Ethan's quite well. When the security officer brought the PADD with information off Nalta, he set to finding out what secrets it held. the Captain's grumpiness about the replicators being offline was predictable and he hid a small smile. He started recognising a smattering of the encryption and perked up as he started plugging in various cyphers he knew would give them more information.

He was pulled out of his reverie when an incoming comm blinked on the console and had it on the screen when the Captain asked for it. What happened after that had him so confused, it clearly was something with a history that he wasn't privy to. He made a note to ask Danann about it later. By the time the conversation ended he had made up his mind about his coffee stash and offered some to the Captain.
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