Queries and Quibbles--mind your Q's

[cityship]

[ooc: Read this bit.]

Something happens outside the ship. There's a concussive noise like something docking, and then the doors to Obs open again, to reveal a mostly intact, but somewhat bedraggled away team. One of them is injured, and part of the group works to get her down to MedBay, some of the others look stoic and a touch upset with what they've learned.

Some look pissed off that their various morphers and power suits have been stolen away from them again by Stacy's tentacles or dampened.

Something happens INSIDE the ship. A handful of individuals are released from their pods after quite some time of running imaginary mazes.

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[prettycoolguy]

"Yes. Master Chief Petty Officer SPARTAN-117. "Chief" works. I'm third in command, with Cybil Bennett, after Captains Picard and Kirk. Respectively. Also head of security," he says, nodding once.

"More crew woke while we were gone?" He already knows the answer here is yes, but it's more him fishing for commentary than the flat factual answer.

[not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com]

She gives him the Abh salute too, indicating respect for his position. She's spent half her life in or around the star forces, these things come automatically.

"Deca-commander Lafiel Abriel, Team Oscar. I estimate around a dozen new arrivals including myself. Stacy briefed us and assigned us all to teams, although so far there has been no group training." Which meant she believed the teams made up primarily of new arrivals would have a low cohesiveness.

[prettycoolguy]

"We haven't had much time to organize anything with the full crew. She sprung this mission on us unexpectedly." By she, he of course means the ship.

"I want to get teams used to working together as soon as we can, but most of the command staff was just sent groundside so I'm not surprised there was no progress made." Chief loves ya, crewmates, but y'all are disorganized.

[not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com]

She dropped her hands to her sides. "That seems rather counterproductive. Why wouldn't she give you time to run through similar situations in the sensorium?" Lafiel was in complete agreement. Too many of the other newbies are bemoaning their fates rather than trying to be effective in their new environment.

"By the way, don't allow me to keep you here out of politeness if you have a debriefing you need to go to."

[prettycoolguy]

"We don't know why Stacy does anything, which is most of the problem. She never consults us and we never get answers out of her."

Chief agrees, by the way. So much.

"It's something I'll have to ask her about, if she can give us warning."

He nods. "Thankyou. I have some things I need to clear up and am in serious need of sleep," he says, being completely honest. "I'd be glad to discuss the current ship situation more afterward, though."

[not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com]

"Understood. We shall speak more later." Bits of advice come bubbling up, but she clamps down on them. She doesn't wish to be presumptuous. She whirls and is off to observe the rest of the docking.