Preparing for Launch

[Commander Pesh'ewa]

Having left Fau to finish her own morning preparations, Pesh'ewa made his way to Main Engineering. As he walked through the corridors he felt a swelling of pride. She was a glorious ship and he was in charge of making sure she purred. Pesh'ewa grinned at that thought. In fact, he found himself grinning quite a lot more than ever had in the past. Obviously, Fau's influence on him only made him more pleasant to deal with.

Entering engineering, he relieved the night shift officer with a nod and made for the chief's console. They had the run all the last minute checks to make sure the Nike was ready to go before the scheduled launch today. Looking around him, he realized just how much the ship seemed to shine today. It was as though all signs of the previous battle with the Borg were gone, but not forgotten. Just as the crew was ready to put those things behind her and move on, Pesh'ewa felt the ship almost speaking the same words to him.

She was ready to seek out adventure once again.

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[theresa]

Terry was in a good mood. Of course, she was generally in a good mood. She exuded cheer and energy like a rainbow machine. In fact, she was in an obnoxiously good mood sometimes. However, that morning, she was only slightly obnoxious from the stress of her current pile of work. Still, she wore a bright smile as she slipped into engineering. She was getting it done, and she'd made a new friend. Things were still going along just fine.

Pausing, she swung her head around. She needed the chief engineer. Commander Pesh'ewa, if she remembered correctly, which she probably did. She had nearly perfect memorizing names and shift schedules years ago. There was one figure who fit who she needed. With a purposeful stride, she approached the tall caitian with which she was presented. She had a limited time frame to a do a great many things.

"Commande'r? Lieutenant Commander Terry Kimball. I'm now in charge of operations." She got right down to the point, though she did extend her hand in greeting. A handshake was always a proper way to start off an introduction. She paused for the slightest moment, glancing around the space. The Nike was impressive. Too bad she had no time to appreciate it. "Are we ready to launch? I need the r'eports on everything;" she chimed.

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[Commander Pesh'ewa]

Pesh'ewa looked up from his task at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. As soon as she introduced herself, however, a smile lit up his features.

"Well, Commander Kimball, I am pleased to meet you. Commander Pesh'ewa," Pesh extended his hand in greeting to her. "I have a feeling I'm going to be much happier that you are here than you are," his grin showed the slightly teasing nature of his comments. "I've been fielding all the engineering and operations reports while we waited for your arrival. And I must say, I'll be happy to be able to turn many of them over to you."

With a wave of his hand, he indicated she should join him at the main console as he pulled up the various reports. There were plenty of them, that much was for sure. Pointing to various items on the list he explained, "We had a serious issue with the turbolifts, which we have repaired. However, I still think it would be beneficial to have your department run a final check on the computer systems. I've had a few reports that even though the lifts are working they are not always getting to the exact destination." Pesh shook his head at that.

"Life support seems to be functioning fine. We have had some problems with the replicators and I did instruct the Operations officers to see them all. I'm not sure if they did. I'm afraid I don't have many engineers to spare today as we've got quite a few tests to run on the engines before we can leave." Looking up from the display towards Terry, he added, "Oh, and the computer's tone has been off. Though it is not something I have had the time to look into yet and now that you are here, I won't need to worry about that."

It was actually a relief to know that he was no longer going to have to deal with all the computer related issues flooding his way as well. Sure, Pesh could handle them, but he had his own tasks to see to. He hadn't minded guiding the Operations department while their chief and assistant were not onboard, but now that Terry had arrived, she would be able to take many of those tasks that belongs to Ops back from Pesh and he was glad.

"Can I be of assistance in any way?" He leaned on the console and looked at her. "I have a feeling will be working closely on many things onboard. I am very glad you are here."

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[theresa]

Terry followed him up to the main console. She peered over it as he pulled up reports. Her eyes darted over the screen as the information streamed across it. She nodded along as he explained the issues that they'd had. Lift computers. Replicators. Computer tone. She'd never had any experience with the last one. It didn't have any precedent that she was knew about in training. However, that was the least important of those issues. She needed to fix the lifts before the launch. She'd have to fix the replicators before dinner that night. The goals she lined up in her mind were rather steep, but that was the way she worked, and the second one was partially personal. Reaching out to tap at the screen, pulling out one specific report, she hide a secretive smile away in the corners of her mouth. She had work to do. She focused on the information before her.

When Pesh said that he was glad that she was there, she looked up and smiled. She glanced back at the console again. Her expression deepened for a moment. She memorized information, the numbers from one of the processes on the report she was examining easily falling into place in her mind. Once she was content with it rolling about in her brain, she glanced at the commander again, smile back on her face. She knew what she had to address now, and that was a comforting little relief for her, new as she was. Knowing what to do made it seem easy for her. Time to show her new crew how she'd managed the promotions she had in her short career.

"I can handle it;" she assured him. From his joking relief and knowledge of the current programming, he'd already had to deal with enough of her job. She had no interest in putting off her duties onto anyone else. She would do her job, and she'd be happy to do it. The engineer seemed a nice fellow, but she was obviously a little distracted from the conversation. She held her PADD in front of her and tapped it, despite her efforts to keep appropriate eye contact and attention with Pesh'ewa. "As long as everything is wor'king here, we should be good for now. So, everything good;" she asked him. She tilted her head at him, raising her eyebrow in question. Despite the busyness of her actions, she didn't seem rushed when she talked. She couldn't tarry where she was long, and she knew that, but she wanted to make sure she knew exactly what was happening.

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[Commander Pesh'ewa]

He could tell she was already engrossed in her work and truth be told, Pesh couldn't blame her. He worked the same way. Work had been everything, that was until he had met Fau, that is. Now, while his work was still extremely important to him, so was Fau.

"As long as everything is wor'king here, we should be good for now. So, everything good.

"Yes," he stated with a small rumble to his voice, "Everything is as it should be here." He had quite a few more tests to run and would like to get back to them and from what he could sense of her she was itching to get to work as well. "If you don't need anything Commander, I'd like to get back to my tests on the warp core."

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[theresa]

Again distracted by her PADD, Terry glanced away just before his response. Then she looked up again when he answered, her fingers still ever tapping at the screen. She looked to have some experience with using it without looking, along with an amazing ability for spacial and process oriented visualization. "Of cour'se. I got tests to run too. And things to fix. And people to hunt down;" she said, chuckling to herself as she spoke. On and on, she managed to keep smiling despite the workload facing her. One thing down, a million to go, but that was one less thing.

"I'm sure we'll speak again soon;" she told him. Operations had some involvement in every part of the ship, from command to engineering to medical. They made it so that everything worked together and kept running. She would definitely be back at engineering soon enough, and she knew it. Turning around on her heel, she headed out the door. After only a few steps, her head was already ducked again as she stared fixedly on the variety of things she was flipping through on the screen she grasped with a firm resolve. She whistled as she went. It was a cliche, and she loved it.

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[Vice Admiral Lara Rell]

//"Senior Staff Officers, this is the Captain. Please report to the bridge conference room for our mission briefing. Captain out."//

[Commander Pesh'ewa]

Pesh'ewa had watched Terry leave, knowing she was right. They would see each other again often. It was par for the course for engineering and ops to work closely together.

Returning to his own tasks, he completed the pre-launch tests that were necessary just as the message from the captain came through the comm system. With a nod to his fellow engineers to track the results and keep things in line until launch, Pesh'ewa left engineering for the bridge.

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