----- Original Message ----- From: "Shane Guzman" <shane.guzman@mojwap.sk> To: <chimera@ucip.org> Sent: Tuesday, June 29, 2004 4:57 AM Subject: [USS Chimera] SD 240406.29 XO's Duty Log, LtCmdr. Shane Guzman ====== Bridge, USS Chimera ===== Shane sat in the Command seat frowning and not really paying much attention to the working noise around him. Not long ago he received a message from the transporter chief that he is still unable to locate the away team members and even less to keep a transporter lock on them. More or less ... the away team was lost and its fate was a mystery for now. Sumarising all the facts, Shane realised that he even didnt know IF the team even reached the station. Sure, the transporter reported sucessfull beaming process, but lost contact immediately after. That means that the away team could be virtually everywhere ... Shane had an uneasy feeling even before the team with the Colonel left the ship and now it seemed that he was right. Troubles ... just typical, when one really doesnt needs more troubles then one already has ... they just happen ... and a double portion. Now there were two senior officers missing, first Rangi as the 2XO/CMO and then Keylor as the CO. {At this rate, the ship will be without the senior staff in a day} he thought. Already an hour passed since the away team beamed to the station and still there was no contact with them. If Shane should be following the Starfleet procedures precisely, he would declare the team members as missing and temporary lock out their access codes and thus become the Acting Commanding officer of the ship. But Shane was no example officer and he felt like he would already assume that the away team was in troubles by such an action. So he decided to wait a bit more and in the meantime try to find the team. {And Rangi ...} he added to himself. Shane looked around himself and saw the busy bridge officers, everyone occupied with his own tasks. If anyone was concerned about the fate of the away team, noone showed it openly. That was a good crew, young and eager, but always treating things with professionalism. Shane smiled slightly to himself. {that's what i need now ... I need ideas, suggestions ... an another angle of view and where should i search otherwise then among the crew ? And anyway, I need the status reports from the department heads as well ...} he thought. Slowly he stood up from his chair and went over to the Science console where Oriana and Tim were still busy. He came a bit closer to the couple and when they have noticed him and turned to him he said: "Ensign, Lieutenant, please come to the conference loungue in 10 minutes. We need to discuss the current situation" Both noded like one: "Aye, sir". Shane noded back and added: "You will inform me about your progress concerning the portals as well, all right?" Tim looked at Oriana and then noded: "Yes, sir" Shane then went over to Ens. Tripper who was manning Ops and looked at him. The young officer looked up at Shane expecting orders to summon all (remaining) senior officers. He was not wrong. "Ensign, please summon all department heads to the conference loungue in 10 minutes" Shane said, " I want status reports from all of them and we will discuss the current situation" Shane countd in his mind: {Oriana, Tim Motmans, Nick Quayle, Nathan Acheson ... just four of them were remaining ...} Guy noded bravely: "Sure thing sir" and started to tap his console away. Walking over to Helm he rested his hand on the Helm's console and said towards LT. York : "Lieutenant, you have the Conn" He watched York to acknowledge him and then turned towards the conference loungue and with long paces he left the bridge. ===== End of log ===== << OOC ... All right folks ... Oriana, Tim , Nick , Nathan feel free to log yourself to the conference loungue and let the party ... erm ... session begin. ;-) >> LtCmdr. Shane Guzman XO USS Chimera