The Fedral Union
04-10-2005, 05:48
Star date 178902, the 280 M long sensor destroyer gleamed along the void of space as stellar light shined brightly along its hull. The ship was assigned to sector 180 C, 290 D not far from Tyrian.
The ships RIDES powered up even more accelerating the fast ship, the engines rumbling noises reverberating throughout, the small ship.
On the bridge of the star ship, Captain Kane sat on the large but smooth comfortable CO’s chair over looking the entier bridge, the bridge was a busy place some what hectic with people running all around PADDS and papers in there hands handing it off to people or putting it down, the consoles blinked and beeped in a loud rhythm as the engine rumbling grew louder.
The small vessel entered the system at sub light speeds, kane called out an orderl oduly “All hands prepare for survey, engines I want you to cut speed to one quarter, con I want you to give me full sensor sweeps of this area!”
The con officer turned to, the old burley CO, his Grey hair gleaming on the light of the bridge, the officer said “aye sir!”
The young con officer who was barely out of his teens and just fresh out of the academy looked over to his glassy panel and taped a few buttons, the sensor pallets on the ship powering up and beginning a fine scan of the are. Mean while the engines powered down slightly slowing the ship to a crawl.
Tactical mean while, a some what middle aged man who had black skin was taping his panel running simulations on the quantum lasers and torpedo tubes.
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The ships RIDES powered up even more accelerating the fast ship, the engines rumbling noises reverberating throughout, the small ship.
On the bridge of the star ship, Captain Kane sat on the large but smooth comfortable CO’s chair over looking the entier bridge, the bridge was a busy place some what hectic with people running all around PADDS and papers in there hands handing it off to people or putting it down, the consoles blinked and beeped in a loud rhythm as the engine rumbling grew louder.
The small vessel entered the system at sub light speeds, kane called out an orderl oduly “All hands prepare for survey, engines I want you to cut speed to one quarter, con I want you to give me full sensor sweeps of this area!”
The con officer turned to, the old burley CO, his Grey hair gleaming on the light of the bridge, the officer said “aye sir!”
The young con officer who was barely out of his teens and just fresh out of the academy looked over to his glassy panel and taped a few buttons, the sensor pallets on the ship powering up and beginning a fine scan of the are. Mean while the engines powered down slightly slowing the ship to a crawl.
Tactical mean while, a some what middle aged man who had black skin was taping his panel running simulations on the quantum lasers and torpedo tubes.
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/23637347/