SD 240408.23 XO's Duty Log, LtCmdr. Shane Guzman

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Date(s): 2004-08-23

====== Shuttle La Rochelle, On the way to the Station ===== Shane taped few buttons in front of him and looked sideways at the other shuttle flying in a tight formation with teh La Rochelle through the front window. Even in a tight formation, Shane could not recognize the persons visible in the two front pilots chairs, but he was quite sure that one of them was Keylor. Again, the sturdy marine decided to have some action and Shane was unable to persuade him to stay on board teh ship in a relatively safety. Shrugging slightly to himself he discarded teh thought like something one cant change ... an axiom: {never expect a marine CO to stay in a safe location} Shane turned his attention to the present situation and to his crew now mostly quietly sitting in the middle area of the shuttle. Marines and security personel was now in the majority, so the sitting order was marine like. Four persons on one side, four on the other sitting on the wall chairs facing just the oposite line. Looking at his team, Shane realised how strange some of the officers looked like in the comabt armour suits. Cadet MaiKai for example was quite 'sunken' in her suit ... but maybe it was her obvious 'liking' or armour suits she must have been feeling. This was her first away team mission and Shane was interested to see how she will master it. Rangi had her deparment in glance and her AMO's were hand selected by her, so MaiKai was sure capable to hadle anything that might happen on the little 'trip'. Mike was inspecting his 'wonder box' of mechanicall tools and Shane had only yo hope that he will do his part of the fun with disarming all torpedoes well. To be honest ... Shane had little fear here, Mike ... even if sometimes too eager ... was a man on the right place. The other team's medic ... LT. Birt was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed. As a seasoned ODA team member, Pete learned to enjoy every relaxing moment ... later on the mission ... there will be very little of them. The most active member on board was now the ODA Commander 2LT. Acheson. Like a right marine, he was now inspecting every single team memeber (with one exception ... you have 1 guess whom ... ;)))) ) and point to the little flaws he detected. Shane was glad that this time Acheson was with them. After all ... this were his troopers ... he was the most familiar with every single of them. Shane noded towards Acheson and waited till he eneded his inspection. After several minutes everyone seemed to have his armour worn properly, rifle safely locked and each respective quipment seemed to be 'present' and in a working shape. Even the always unsatisfied ODA Comm seemed to be happy about the state of the team and sat himself on his seat, next to MaiKai. Shane noded towards the pilot and stood up from his chair. Several others looked at him and Shane catched again the glance that asked himself {why the hell are you wearing a RED combat armour}. He saw that looks earlier as well, but this time they were a bit more intensive. Intensive enough to make him asking the same question. Well, Shane was a tactical officer ... and while a ship battle ... hidding was no option (unless in specifis situation). The enemy's scanners already identified every ship in teh formation and every enemy CO knew where the other Big head was ... in what ship. The markings a command ship was wearing ... had teh function to show every friend even in the heat of the battle WHOM to take orders from ... Coughing sligtly to get everyone's attention, Shane started to repeat everything Keylor said them in the shuttle bay. After repeating the team's goals he glanced at the team and added: "Ladies and gents ... remeber the words we have in the ship's plaque ... silence is our motto. We dont want to encounter any alien and even when we do ... we will remain calm and silent. The deviced LT. Quayle gave us remder us invisible to teh aliens. We need to uses this advantage and to reveal ourselves would be a great mistake. Weapons usage is restriced to unavoidable defence of someone's life. If i will see someone shooting just for fun ... I'll make him shrub the ship with his toothbrush for a month. Everyone understood?" "Aye, aye sir" was the reply he's got. "Commander, we are aproaching the station" said the pilot tapping his console, "please all prepare for landing maneuver in 5 minutes". ===== End of log ===== LtCmdr. Shane Guzman XO USS Chimera