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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: well

A couple of people have loose ends to tie up, I think.

Though, really... the Doc/Science officer thing can be handled in backpost, if need be. If Horatio is too ill to attend the meeting, his aCSO could attend in his place.

Hmmm... is there any other escape pod stuff that I should wait for?

Because, really, I want to keep things hopping. My experience has been that when we let Trek get slow, that's when it goes off the rails.

Posted on 2016-03-06 at 01:52:50.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: oi

Guys, it's killing me to hold off on the staff meeting post. I am dying to move this game forward.

I'll hold as long as I can, but it won't be much longer. lol

Posted on 2016-03-06 at 00:33:42.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Recruitment
Subject: and we are set...

After exchanging PMs, we've come to a decision - Arcani will be joining us soon, assuming a role that has not yet been publicly introduced.

Posted on 2016-03-06 at 00:14:13.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Recruitment
Subject: we canmake that work!

We'd love to have you, Arcani. Check your PMs.

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 22:51:08.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: okay

Any further communications about the Red Sector situation, please keep to PMs.

Red, my offer stands - we'd love to have you still, even if it's in a different role.

As for changing of titles or whatever... the roster is what it is. The only edits we do are to NPCs that haven't yet been in the game. Otherwise, roster changes happen by transfers in and out - I try to avoid retcons of plot.

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 22:43:43.

Topic: Tann's B-Day
Subject: another circle around the sun...

Happy birthday to Tann, who we know is the man....

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 22:19:19.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Recruitment
Subject: Also...

We will be adding a shuttle pilot when we reach the Starbase. I'm pretty certain that the player for our doctor would love to have a PC nurse to bounce things off of.

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 11:35:08.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: awesome!

I just put a bow on the Zai/Drake melodrama. I'll give folks a bit more to interject whatever else they want to do, then we'll skip ahead to 0930 and the briefing. If we need to do more pod related stuff, we'll have roughly eight in-game hours to get it covered before we get to Starbase 118.

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 02:20:31.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: wrapping up the head shrinking...

Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Ready Room - 0805

Commander Silas Drake, captain of a Federation starship, was normally a private man. His career had been built on crafting an image of competence, of resourcefulness, of control. Normally, the largest chink in that armor was when he lost his temper; now, he found himself pouring out his soul to his executive officer, sharing self doubt and weakness that he liked to pretend didn't exist in the first place.

It had been three and a half years since that fateful day on the Alexander. He had spoken to professional counselors several times since then - immediately after the incident, then again after he elected to not have the scars removed (and had to practically fight for the right to make the decision), plus a couple of Starfleet-mandated follow up appointments. One of them had even been an empath.

Yet, for whatever reason, he had never truly opened up to those people the same way that he was doing with Tochi Zai. Perhaps the passing time was entering into the equation, allowing time a chance for the wounds to heal somewhat... but Silas knew that a great deal more had to do with the fact the his XO seemed to genuinely care, yet had no expectations at all of him.

Silas had turned that day over in his mind again and again in the time since those fateful events; indeed, rarely a day went past that he didn't think of the incident, at least briefly. Whenever he allowed himself to dwell on it, he inevitably came to the same conclusion - if he had it to do again, he would have acted in the same way. For some twisted reason, rather than give him comfort, that knowledge made him feel terribly guilty. He had caused her death, and he wouldn't change things? How sick was that?

But the XO's words spoke directly to the heart of the matter.

"What if," the Trill proposed, "someone else had been in your position aboard that ship, Captain? And what if they had made decisions that were radically different to those you made? Would it have saved more lives or, perhaps, would it have cost more lives?" He shrugged in answer to his own question. "We don't know," he said, "and neither does anyone else."

"What happened, happened, Silas," he continued, "and regardless of what anyone thinks of it or, in hindsight, suggests that it could have gone differently, nothing changes that. You did what you thought to be the right thing, then, and, now, all these years later, as you look back, you still know that your actions would be the same and that you would still feel right in pursuing that course of action."

Tochi rose from the seat, then, reached across the desk, and clasped the Captain's shoulder. "Who can question that? Who can claim that, in a moment that they didn't experience, that they would have done differently?"

As Silas listened, an odd notion pushed itself into his consciousness. He had done the absolute best he could in the situation. No matter how he re-examined the scenario, no matter what sort of "what if" games he played, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that there was truly nothing more he could have done.

Was it, then, possible that he could actually forgive himself for doing his best? The very thought seemed to remove a great weight from his shoulders.

Tochi referenced the Captain's ancestor - once again, making terrible amounts of sense - and professed his friendship as he moved towards the door.

"If you'll excuse me," Zai smiled, "I've got reports to gather from Science and Engineering. See you at the briefing, sir."

"Understood," Silas replied. "0930 it is. Oh, and Tochi?" he queried.

Drake paused for a long moment and cleared his throat.

"Thank you."

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 02:18:35.
Edited on 2016-03-05 at 02:21:43 by t_catt11

Topic: Gladiator QnA
Subject: so... we are starting?

do we have a game thread for this? Just post here?

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 00:32:33.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: hmmm

Yeah, as I re-read Tann's post, I see that he included dialogue from Horatio, but it was only words you had already spoken. In that case, he's just filling out his side of the conversation.

Now, had he put new lines in Horatio's mouth... THAT would be a problem.

Posted on 2016-03-05 at 00:06:45.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: ...

Very minor timeline hiccups, we can handle. That's the entire reason we do the logbook on the Trek tools, to help keep things straight.

Whose post needs an edit to account for the time?

Now, you are 100% correct - in no case should a player EVER post dialogue or actions for another player. For that matter, it's considered to be polite check with the owner before you do so for someone else's NPC.

Eol posted dialogue for the aCSO because you were idle and we didn't want to hold the game up. To me, that was an acceptable exception - but even then, he did not post dialogue or actions for a PC (Horatio).

You see how I handle this. Even when the captain is issuing direct orders - which MUST be followed - I still use things like:

((OOC: assuming a positive response))

That allows me to finish a post without every minor interactions requiring days to post, but allows the other player the chance to interject their "own words" when they post.

Posted on 2016-03-04 at 23:53:38.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: well

I shall send you happy birthday wishes. Which cost nothing.

Also, are you not a liar? By my clock, you still have twenty minutes until your birthday.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 23:40:15.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: liberty?

It looked to me like you were playing your character, Astrid. The replicator can make just about any food you ask it to; I see no reason it couldn't make "authentic" Caitian cuisine.

Folks, I am *super* impressed! This first week or so of posting had rivaled the glory days of the original Discovery cruise. Give yourselves a hand!

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 22:23:45.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: muy caleinte

Excellent job, Duncan. Great read.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 18:20:57.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: crap?

Please, I've enjoyed your posts so far. Glad you're liking the melodrama.

You hear that, Tann? That's two players that specifically need a post from Rock...

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 17:36:43.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: cool

We are getting close to page three, folks. Nice start!

I promise to ratchet down the "Captain Emo" now.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 17:06:51.

Topic: Gladiator QnA
Subject: cool

Actually, I'm going light/light... so we should get some variety here.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 17:03:47.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: get a load off...

Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Ready Room - 0800

Lieutenant Zai's initial response to Drake's rant caught the Captain a bit off guard.

Tochi grinned; "If it comes to that; I suppose so."

The unexpectedly blithe answer caused Silas to double take, with his original frown at the insolence melting away to a bit of a genuine grin. The small nugget of levity had been perfectly placed.

The Trill helmsman leaned forward, then, resting his elbows on his knees and lacing his fingers together as he regarded the Captain and began giving a measured response. Silas found himself listening carefully to what he (they?) had to say.

By the time that his XO was done speaking, Silas already found himself measurably more calm... and feeling a shade foolish.

"Tochi," Drake replied with a hint of a grin, "if you ever decide that this whole 'flying starships' gig isn't for you anymore, you should consider a career in counseling. Apparently, a couple of hundred years of shared experiences help to bestow a shocking amount of wisdom and insight."

Calmer now, the Captain focused for a moment on the back of his left hand, to the scars that the XO had referred to. Those scars extended all the way up his arm, across his chest, and were barely visible above his collar. Lieutenant Zai knew why Drake refused to have the scars removed, though few others did. As he stared at the hand, his expression darkened a bit.

"The fact of the matter, though," he continued, "is that it's more than a question of someone doubting me. After all, what sort of officer would I be if a few words were enough to rattle me? I won't deny that the conversation left me angry, but there is more to it..."

The captain trailed off, pausing for several long moments as he stared at the hand. "What if they are right?" he asked before meeting Zai's gaze again.

"My very first real command led to the death of several people, Tochi. Including Michelle's." He held up a hand to forestall any interruption. "I know what you are going to say. The matter was investigated, it was concluded that I did everything possible, that I chose the correct course of action. I know what they say; they gave me a frilling medal for it."

Drake shook his head. "You know what haunts me about that day? If I was put in the same situation, knowing what I know now... I would still make the same choice. In my mind, I know that it was the only course of action. That doesn't help me sleep at night, though. It doesn't make the ache go away." It doesn't erase the sound of her screams, he left unsaid.

The Captain stared off into space. "Tochi," he spoke, "at some point, my actions will almost certainly lead to the deaths of more people. Operating on the sorts of missions that we draw, it's likely only a matter of time. I've come to peace with that fact, as much as I can. But again... what if they are right?"

He made eye contact with the Trill once more. "I believe that I make the best choices that I can. But what if I'm not fit to make those choices to begin with? Who's to say that someone more qualified than me might not have made things different aboard the Alexander? Would more lives have been saved?"

Silas chuckled ruefully. "That's the rub, isn't it? No matter how hard you train, no matter how much you study... so much of what we do comes down to gut calls. One must possess conviction in their decisions, else you open yourself to second guessing and ineffective command. But that same conviction can blind you to other options if you aren't terribly careful."

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 17:00:28.
Edited on 2016-03-03 at 17:01:13 by t_catt11

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: agreed

Just nailed that one! Fun to read, worked in some good Treknobabble, and placed the ball firmly in Rockastansky's court.

This is the way that good Trek roleplay is supposed to work; you reveal things about your character, and by your actions, you involved other people.


Posted on 2016-03-03 at 16:01:12.

Topic: Gladiator QnA
Subject: fishwife?

rofl... that's amazing.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 15:42:30.

Topic: Gladiator QnA
Subject: yo yo

My character shall be Luksima the elf.

Typical else appearance: pointy (not banana, I hope) ears, long blonde (almost white) hair, icy blue eyes. Lithe and lean.

Luksima is an elven hunter, far from his homeland, who found himself robbed, beaten, and sold into slavery. He burns to be free of his shackles, but knows full well that his life is most likely already over, that he is simply playing out the string until he feels the final embrace of darkness.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 15:02:33.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: feelings...

Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Ready Room - 0755

So much for that off day, Silas mentally grumbled as he called up the technical specs for the USS Coronado. If Silas remembered correctly, this was Sarah Morland's ship... and Sarah was an excellent officer.

According to the readout, the Coronado, NCC-31917, was an aging Miranda class cruiser. Originally, she was an explorer, but had been refit and reassigned to a diplomatic role. The Captain frowned as he studied the readout; it was little wonder that Starfleet Command wanted an escort for her, as the refits had made her even less of a tactical threat than her weathered frame would have suggested.

Musing, he was in he process of calling up known intelligence about the Kuldar and Rytain ships and their capabilities when the door chime rang. "Come in," he spoke in reply.

The door opened to admit Lieutenant Zai who entered and assumed a spot near the desk, his hands clasped behind his back. After a momentary pause during which the XO looked around the office, he spoke plainly. "Are you all right, Captain?" he asked.

Commander Drake clenched his PADD tightly for a moment before slowly exhaling and relaxing his grip. A wry smile touched his lips as he answered with a question of his own. "Doing that poor of a job of hiding it, am I?"

((OOC: assuming a nonthreatening affirmation, here))

Drake gestured at the chair across from his desk. "Please, have a seat."

((OOC: assuming Zai does so))

Silas shook his head. "Tochi," he continued, "You better than most probably already realize this, but your past is never truly behind you. Everything you do, everything you say... it always remains a part of you. You can grow and learn as a person, but some will never let that old you go."

The Captain paused for a moment and leaned back in his chair. "I spoke to Starfleet Command this morning, as you surely already know. An Admiral Harding, to be exact... to my knowledge, I've never had any contact with her in the past. And yet, she seemed to know ME... or seemed to believe that she did."

Silas let his gaze float around the room, resting on the various ship models, before fixing again on the Trill XO. "I honestly don't know that I should tell you this; it's likely the sort of thing one should keep to themselves, or within the confidence of a Counselor."

Drake paused for a long moment before continuing. "During the briefing, it was made clear to me that some within Starfleet Command are less than confident in my judgment. I have long known - and accepted - that some view me as a bit of a loose cannon, but this is the first time that I have had an admiral communicate to me that there is doubt as to how fit I am for this duty."

The Captain's eyes flashed with anger, and it touched his voice. "Damn it, if that's the way that they feel, then why was I given a command in the first place? Was it in the hope that, given enough rope, I would hang myself? Why not leave me in an XO's chair, or transfer me permanently to Tactical?"

Again, Drake forced himself to slowly exhale. "At any rate," he continued, "there's the source of the current bee in my bonnet. Clearly, the only real answer for me - seeing as how I'm likely not yet well-adjusted enough to utterly ignore this sort of noise - will be to take petty pleasure in proving these sorts of people wrong."

A smirk played at the right corner of the Captain's mouth. "Either that, or you'll likely have a front row seat at my eventual court martial, no?"

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 12:44:30.
Edited on 2016-03-03 at 12:47:44 by t_catt11

Topic: Grugg
Subject: dude

We missed your hairy self!

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 11:14:40.

Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: let's get on with it, already...

Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine - Bridge 0735

Silas pursed his lip as he considered the situation. As far as interruptions went, this was about as unimportant as it got; an escape pod in the middle of nowhere, with no response to communications, and no sign of the parent craft anywhere within sensor range. Factor in the tachyon traces, and odds were extremely high that the pod had been ejected either by utter accident or equipment malfunction. Silas felt fairly confident that the final upshot of this diversion would be a stack of paperwork, and little more.

Still, though, there were the incredibly odd sensor readings. No life signs, then several million, then none again? It made zero sense. Drake found an unsettled feeling when he considered the situation, and decided that in this case, it would be wise to be thorough in their approach.

Drake would have loved to have known what the science department thought of this, but they had as of yet not deigned to make an appearance. Annoyed, the Captain reached for his commbadge, but the XO beat him to the punch.

"Lieutenant Zai to Sciences," the XO snipped, "We could really use someone on the bridge. As in five minutes ago!"

Ensign Maize followed up with a rather unsure reply, and Drake elected to let the XO handle it. Especially in light of his already shaky mood thanks to Starfleet Command, Silas recognized that he was perilously close to venting anger across the comm circuits, which would accomplish little.

Lieutenant Moriden fed a few more details - including a lack of ability to establish communications - and Silas' jaw set in further annoyance. Finally, the turboift doors whooshed open to admit Lieutenant Tesenblen. "We appreciate you joining us, Mister Tesenblen," Drake spoke testily, when he noticed the bloody gash on the science officer's head.

"Lieutenant," he asked, "are you all right?"

((OOC: assuming some affirmative answer))

Drake nodded. "Fair enough, but when you are done here, you need to go see Doctor Synklar, and spend a few minutes with a dermal regenerator. If you lost consciousness, she should evaluate you for a concussion, as well. Are you sure that you are well enough to continue?"

((OOC: again, assuming that he is))

"All right, then," he answered. "I want a full analysis of that escape pod."

Silas paused, considering the alternatives. He couldn't exactly leave the pod floating here, but the Peregrine had time sensitive orders; they couldn't tarry here for hours.

Drake stood. "All right, people," he spoke. "Let's learn what we can, but we don't have all day to twiddle our thumbs here - we have new orders from Admiralty, and we need to get going. As soon as the scans are complete, Lieutenant Moriden, lock on the tractor beam and bring the pod aboard."

The Captain then keyed his commbadge. "Drake to Engineering. Commander Thorson, we're about to bring an escape pod aboard. We are getting sensor readings that make no sense; I want an engineering team to Cargo Bay One to set up a containment field until we can be sure that it poses no threat, and we may need your assistance with the pod itself."

((OOC: assuming an acknowledgement))

"Drake out." he spoke as he cut the channel.

Next, the Captain took a step away from the Big Chair. "I want to play this as safe as possible," he spoke. "Rock, I want a security team on hand before we open that pod. Mister Tesenblen, I want a science representative there when we open it, and I want you to proceed with utmost caution. The containment field stays up until we are absolutely certain that the pod is safe, is that clear?"

((OOC: assuming acknowledgement again))

Drake nodded. "Ensign P'Tammah, once the pod is aboard, lay in a course for Starbase 118, then proceed at warp seven."

Finally, he keyed the commbadge once final time. "Now hear this. All senior department heads will report to the Captain's Mess at 0930 for mission briefing. That is all."

Silas gestured at his Executive Officer. "Lieutenant Zai, you have the bridge."

With that, he turned and walked back to the Ready Room.

Posted on 2016-03-03 at 01:01:57.
Edited on 2016-03-03 at 01:20:53 by t_catt11

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