[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni.   Posted by The Referee.Group: 0
The Referee
 GM, 150 posts
Fri 14 Feb 2020
at 10:47
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
174 hours after entering jump space, the Loire Valley emerged in the Tarsus system.  A quick nav check revealed that at her current distance, it would take 232 minutes at Thrust 2 for the Type R2 to make it to the planet's atmosphere.

This message was last edited by the GM at 11:11, Fri 14 Feb.

Theodore McStubbin
 player, 55 posts
 UPP - 77CB77
 Chef/Steward 4th Officer
Fri 14 Feb 2020
at 13:57
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Teddy got in his vacc suit for the exiting of J space, just in case. In Jump space he just wore blue coveralls. After they landed he'd change back to coveralls and help with what he could. For the transition he'd strap into a seat or some such just in case it was rough. He'd make coffee afterward, and tea.
Dr. Duncan Halleck
 player, 72 posts
 Ship's Surgeon
 57BAC7
Sun 16 Feb 2020
at 20:32
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
During normal operation, in either space, Duncan wore practical plain blue or grey clothing. When a transition was close, he made a round around the ships compliment to make sure he knew how everyone was feeling and their transition locations.

During the transition he too would be in a vacc suit, with the medkit on hand. In this case however, he petitioned the two special passengers to wear a vacc suit while he himself wore his Combat Environment Suit.

He would position himself in or near the cockpit, so that in an emergency he could assist the crew first. If everything was taken care-of in the cockpit, he would get out of his suit if possible and make his way towards the back of the ship, making sure to check up on everyone.
Travis McGee
 player, 10 posts
Mon 17 Feb 2020
at 21:11
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Travis is in engineering during any transition, wearing his coveralls, keeping an eye on the drives and powerplant.
Aelasaid Mor McLauchlan
 player, 31 posts
 CMM: 2Off (Loire Valley)
 Pilot/Astrogator/Captain
Tue 18 Feb 2020
at 22:26
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Aelasaid sat at the pilot's console in her CMM-issue jumpsuit.  Underneath she had a body pressure sleeve on as well as the gloves and emergency hood close at hand.  She liked the rather muted tones of the blue in the uniform, it helped to accentuate her pale skin and brighter hair - which gave her the required splash of color without being to ostentatious.

She'd worked hard the rest of the week to keep both crew and passenger morale up.  Thankfully, the ambassador had survived, which made her job easier.  But, the incident had put the crew on edge, even if they'd performed well.  As such, Aelasaid made sure to keep spirits high.  Even when studying for her own officer exams and continuing education, Ally made sure that she both presented a calm public demeanor and still made most things seem routine.

As per tradition, she'd dimmed the lights for the j-Space transition, and kept the ship's viewport shields up to guard against the blinding transition flash when they arrived back into n-Space.  She knew that the collapsing hydrogen bubble around the ship could cause permanent damage to the retina - and blindness was something they wanted to avoid.  For crew and passengers alike.  She sat in the darkened alcove that was the bridge waiting, letting the screen displays play different patterns across her face as the incoming data streams scrolled along.  The waiting for the transition was always the nervous part.  Only once the (literal) bubble burst did the sensor data flow freely and the collective breath of the universe creep back into the soul.  Up until they'd arrived there was always the chance that well... they'd never arrive.

The theory was that the transition itself should be anti-climactic; otherwise there was a misjump involved, most likely.  The latter was not good for business.  So, Ally kept her hands steady and monitored the bridge stations until the Loire Valley was through the transition.  She needed to be on station anyways to get bearings and start the four-hour descent into Tarsus.

Past the flash of light, the bridge was illuminated once more and pings as various automated task began to trigger.  Signal acquisitions from local buoys and relays started to arrive.  And telemetry information to and from the Loire Valley began to churn.  "Tarsus Port Authority," her light dulcet voice chimed in, steady as she opened a channel, "this is CMM Loire Valley on approach vector..." and she easily rattled off the route information as she read the tactical display output.  Her fingers worked the controls as she scanned the sensors for any anomalies in on the route and for other traffic around the jump point.  "Requesting permission to dock.  Please advise." she intoned easily, going through the mental checklist in her mind for the commercial landing procedures.

Everything seemed routine enough.  But, Aelasaid double checked the numbers.  And opened the viewport shields on the bridge to make sure.  With the HUD tactical overlays on the screen glass, she verified target vectors and ensure that the local space was clear.  Ally was plenty mindful of what Rafael had warned her about.  As pilot and captain, it was her primary responsibility to ensure the physical safety of the Loire Valley and its crew, passengers and cargo.  This is where she earned her pay...
The Referee
 GM, 153 posts
Fri 21 Feb 2020
at 07:04
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
A passive radar/lidar sensor scan reveled nothing of interest within 10,000 km, with visual and thermal sensors detecting nothing out to 50,000 km.

"CMM Loire Valley, this is Tarsus Port, you are cleared inbound to Tarsus.  Be advised, the Confederated Salvage Fleet is refueling at Urfa, 3.2 light seconds from your position.  Recommend full power approach until you reach atmo, over."

Ally's flight computer quickly displayed the following:

Urfa: The largest gas giant in the system orbits Tarsus' primary star Hote with a period of 954 standard days at a distance of 420 million kilometers. It is approximately 108,000 kilometers in diameter. The giant has two major satellites (both about 1,700 kilometers in diameter): Urfa V and Urfa VI. Its six minor satellites are numbered I to YI, and V11 to VIII. All of the satellites are airless with the exception of Urfa VI, which has a methane atmosphere and indications of frozen water.

https://www.google.com/search?...%20seconds%20to%20km
Theodore McStubbin
 player, 58 posts
 UPP - 77CB77
 Chef/Steward 4th Officer
Fri 21 Feb 2020
at 12:59
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Teddy mans the turret on the starboard side of the ship.
Dr. Duncan Halleck
 player, 74 posts
 Ship's Surgeon
 57BAC7
Sat 22 Feb 2020
at 19:05
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Duncan follows the steward and enters the port turret. He settles down in the chair and start to adjust it to his setting, and then proceeds to configure the turret station.

He is anxious; being completely unused to ship combat, and having only rudimentary turret training, this was a potentially new experience. If things went bad that is...
Theodore McStubbin
 player, 60 posts
 UPP - 77CB77
 Chef/Steward 4th Officer
Wed 26 Feb 2020
at 16:35
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Teddy scans the viewer of the radar and lidar as well as the gun sight, noting no movement or signs of other ships so he relaxes a bit, worried that the enemy fleet might try to stop them from running the blockade.
Aelasaid Mor McLauchlan
 player, 33 posts
 CMM: 2Off (Loire Valley)
 Pilot/Astrogator/Captain
Wed 26 Feb 2020
at 19:21
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
"Understood, Tarsus Port.  Thank you." Aelasaid acknowledged the advice from the traffic controller on the other end of the line.  Rafael had been explicit in his assessment, the Loire Valley was not to initiate any aggressive actions - nor offer any opportunity for anyone else.  She nudged the speed to the maximum safe approach velocity and kept her hands steady on the controls.  The red-headed pilot pushed the proposed route onto the tactical overlay on the main screen to facilitate her vision; while dutifully repeating the trajectory and coordinates back to the Port Authority.  She didn't want any confusion on her part; ultimately, it was all part of the checklist.

Ally switched over to the common crew channel for a moment, "We have been cleared for approach to Tarsus Port.  I want turrets manned as a precaution, but everyone needs to stay frosty.  Fingers away from triggers, as this should just be routine..."  She tried to,at least, sound nonchalant and confident.  But as her maiden voyage as the Loire Valley's captain (even if she'd commanded other, smaller, ships) - there was hardly a 'routine' at this point.

Though the cabin lights were back on in the bridge, the display lights still played upon her face in various shades as the different information streams coursed through her console displays.  The thin pilot had always preferred a wealth of information rather than a dearth and the sensor streams were comforting as a relatively familiar sight.  "Easy as she goes ..." she muttered to no one in particular.
Dr. Duncan Halleck
 player, 75 posts
 Ship's Surgeon
 57BAC7
Sun 1 Mar 2020
at 20:24
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Hearing the directives from the captain, Duncan sat back in the turret chair after he had configured everything. He kept a watchful eye on the scans, but did not touch the controls itself, at least for now.

<<< Comm "Hey Theo, up for a game of Space Wreck later tonight" Comm over. >>>, he said over the private comm as he was trying to take his mind off the current situation. He had bought the board game on Collace but had not yet found the time to play it.
Theodore McStubbin
 player, 63 posts
 UPP - 77CB77
 Chef/Steward 4th Officer
Mon 2 Mar 2020
at 13:00
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
"Maybe, before, after, or while I get drunk?"
Travis McGee
 player, 11 posts
Tue 3 Mar 2020
at 06:02
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Travis listens to the skipper, and almost considers suiting up giving the nature of the order, but decides against it. He continues to monitor the power and drives in case they are needed for combat.
The Referee
 GM, 156 posts
Tue 3 Mar 2020
at 10:52
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Confederated Salvage Fleet maintained orbit around Urfa, likely refueling, as the Loire Valley made her way toward Tarsus.  Atmospheric transit and arrival at the downport were likewise uneventful.  Most of the passengers soon departed the ship, with the exception of Ley and Marin, who were awaiting transport for themselves and the diplomatic cargo they accompanied.
Laurent Marin
 NPC, 5 posts
Tue 3 Mar 2020
at 10:55
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
"I'd like to thank you all again for saving me from that wretched Zhodani food.  I'd be my honor to host you all tomorrow night for dinner at the Embassy as a small token of my appreciation," Marin said to the assembled crew.  "We'll send a ground-car and driver at 17:00 if that's ok," he added.
Aelasaid Mor McLauchlan
 player, 35 posts
 CMM: 2Off (Loire Valley)
 Pilot/Astrogator/Captain
Wed 4 Mar 2020
at 05:10
[023-1104] Tarsus B584620-A Ag Ni
Aelasaid waved good-bye to the last of the passengers (save Juan and Laurent, of course).  Leaning against the bulkhead near the cargo loading ramp, she straightened the pleats on her coveralls for a moment, brushing some lint from one of the sleeves,  She’d made sure that ground crew were working to connect up the ship to the berthing conduit; so, that the ship could use the station power and fiber optics.  Then mail could be downloaded and the speculative cargo listed to see if there were any potential buyers.

She looked up from her datagloves ship status displays, when Laurent addressed her and the other crew present.  “Uh ...:” the bright-redhaired CMM pilot had a slight deer in the headlights look.  It took a moment for her to regain her composure, but then Ally responded with only a slight stammer, “T-the honor would be ours, Ambassador.  Thank you.”   She made a quick mental note to ensure that the crew had appropriate attire; their dress uniforms should be enough, but with the rapidity that they’d left Collace there were very little guarantees.  A light smile crossed her burgundy lips, as she tried to center herself.  “Seventeen hundred hours would be perfect, sir.

Aelasaid had no idea what she’d just gotten into, but she was sure that the crew of the Loire Valley would find out in short order.  The young captain made a mental note to confer with Teddy about an appropriate wine to take to the Consulate dinner; they definitely couldn’t show up empty handed.