Why Not!?!

Posted on Fri Feb 5th, 2021 @ 3:24am by Captain Aurther Winters & Lieutenant JG Djon Zyngh

Mission: Not Where I Belong
Location: U.S.S. Chuck Norris
Timeline: Current

Location: USS Chuck Norris' Mess Hall
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After Leaving the ship's Sci/Med Lab, Ensign Djon Zyngh and Acting Cadet Che Squeazal make their way to ship's Mess Hall.

"Looking it like everyone busy, Djon.", observed Cadet Che Squeazal, as he scans the ship's Mess Hall from his perch on Djon Zyngh right shoulder, as they enter, from the corridor separating the Mess Hall and the Sci/Med Lab.

"Yep, Squeezer. Now if you'll get down and get us a table, I'll get us something to eat." says Djon, as he lowers his right arm to his side, to make it easier for Che to climb down.

Once Che makes it to the floor and stands-up on his two lower paws; using his long prehensile tail for balance he starts 'walking' towards a table, Djon turns and walks toward one of ship's replicators.

"Let see what I can call-up here chow-wise." as Djon stands in front of a replicator. "How does one big plate of gagh and two body temp. blood teas sound, to you?", he asks Che.

"OOooh-key-day, DJ." Che chirps happily, as he stands-up in a he has pulled close to a table.

"Okay, then." DJ chuckles, "One large plate of stewed gagh and two body temperature blood teas.", he requests of the replicator.

DJ thought as he brought over the tray of stewed gagh and two body temperature blood teas, "Boy I sure miss Great Aunt Nevra-Khalyl's boiled alive Sibacca eels on a bed of live Phesetap beetles." Setting the tray down and glaring harshly at Che, to keep him from literally diving in, he mused to himself "There's no place like home."

As he pulled up a chair and sat down near Che, he sighed inwardly, "But I'm...we're here now."

DJ picked-up a glass of blood tea; waiting for Che to do the same. They then raise their glasses saying,"Nyumbani ni waunpi Zisy wakqhyli tuko."

After quietly finishing their joint meal, DJ takes the glasses, plate, and tray to ship's Mess Hall recycler. Then he slowly goes back to their table to retrieve Che.

"Where we go now, DJ?", asks Che, as they leave the Mess Hall.

"Hopefully the Bridge, Old Man." replies Djon, as they cross back toward the Sci/Med Lab.

Ensign Zyngh and Cadet Squeazal; the Wu Twins and Lt. Tyjuuc politely and briefly greet and acknowledge each other as Djon and Che re-enter the Sci/Med Lab. They then precede to calmly and adroitly work around each as the Wu Twins and Lt. Tyjuuc go in and out of Lab and Sickbay area and Djon and Che check-out the Si/Med/Lab.

During this joint busy work choreography Djon and Che settle in at Sci/Med Lab data-terminal, as the Wu Twins and Lt. Tyjuuc continue their tasks.

Djon pulls-up a bridge crew roster and the ship plan lay-out on the terminals screen.
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Crew Roster:
Captain Winters: Lt Cmdr's G'ginloss, Engineering; Lieutenant Commander Balen Pibb, Tactical. Lieutenant J'goss Yass G'odoss, Helm and Lieutenant Tessa Riley, Operations.

" So, Lt. Tessa Riley, is who I contact." Djon, thought as he eyed the bridge crew roster. "I hope she and Capt. Winters aren't too busy." He mused to himself as he formulated his request.

Clearing a Comm. channel to the USS Chuck Norris Bridge.
"Assistant Chief Science Officer, Ensign Djon Jhytangry Zyngh, to Bridge Operations Officer, on Duty, Lt. Tessa Riley, from the Science/Medical Lab."

"Yes, Ensign Djon Zyngh, how can I help you?", Lt. Tessa Riley asked Ensign Zyngh.

"I'd like to make a request of Capt. Auther Winters." Ensign Zyngh, replied politely.

"Concerning?" Lt. Riley asked.

"I'd like to request permission to take the Bridge Science Station as Acting Chief Science Officer, until Lieutenant JG, Rory O’Connelly, returns to active duty. Thank You." Ensign Zyngh replied calmly.

Djon sat hopefully as he Listened, to Bridge Operations Officer, on Duty, Lt. Tessa Riley, who left her Comm Link open ask Capt. Auther Winters.

"Capt. Winters, I have one Assistant Chief Science Officer, Ensign Djon Jhytangry Zyngh, from the ship's Science/Medical Lab, requesting to speak to you concerning permission to take the Bridge Science Station as Acting Chief Science Officer, until Lieutenant JG, Rory O’Connelly, returns to active duty. Sir." Bridge Operations Officer, on Duty, Lt. Riley, said plainly and distinctly, finishing with asking, "What should I tell him?"

"Tell him to report to my ready room as soon as he can. Lieutenant O'Connelly seems to be having some sort of issue and I would like to get another set of eyes on the data we have. Winters out." Winters could be heard replying back to Lt. Riley.

"Ensign Djon, I assume you heard what the Captain said, so if you want to make your way to the bridge, he would be more than happy to see you."
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{ Location: USS Chuck Norris, Sci/Med Lab.}
"Thank You, very much!, Lt. Riley. " Ensign Djon Zyngh replied as composed as possible.
"Do you need directions to the Captain's Ready Room, Ensign?" she asked, doing her best not to laugh.
"Thank you, no, Lt. Riley." Djon replied calmly and politely, finishing after a very brief pause, with, " I have the Captain's Ready Room Location on a Lab view screen. Thank you again Lt., for your help. Ensign Djon Zyngh, sighing off."

"Bridge Comm, sighing off. Ensign Zyngh." she acknowledged, ending their comm link. "Boy is the Capt. in for a surprise." Lt. Riley chuckled to herself as she pulls up and reads Ensign Djon Zyngh personnel file, after confirming to Capt. that the Ensign is on his way.
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Winters looked down at his comm panel after clearing the channel. The realization that he hadn't actually spoken to his Chief Science Officer since the start of all the weird goings on. He hadn't had the chance to meet almost all the crew. It was a small ship, but the excitement and sudden changes around made it hard to keep track of everyone. However, a good science officer was needed right now. The readings from the cloaked ship of Axelrod were particular, and if there was a way to trace them down would make the effort to rescue him much easier. Planets are large places, scanning can take a lot of time, and time was a luxury they did not have. Aurther put the PADD down on the end of his desk. There was a feeling that he had that there would soon be a visitor at his door.
It had only felt like a very short time had passed before his intuition proved to be correct, and there was chime the slightly rang through the room.

"Enter." He called out, and he was almost taken aback at the giant man who entered his office. The man had to duck down as he entered the room. "Ensign Djon... I assume?"

As Ensign Djon Zyngh 'pours' himself and Squeazal into the Captain's Ready Room. He confirms Capt. Aurther Winter's assumption, with a crisp and erudite, " Acting Chief Science Officer Ensign,Djon Jhytangry Zyngh and Acting Cadet Che Herrera Squeazal, reporting as ordered, Sir."

Djon Magically completes his and Squeazal's entrance into the room facing the Captain, at attention without hitting his head on the ceiling. The Ensign standing at parade attention with Cadet Squeazal standing also at attention to his right. Squeazal's lower set of paws firm spread; prehensile tail curled behind him for balance; his middle and left 'upper' limbs by his side; and his right paw at his forehead palm out in formal "British Salute Fashion."

Aurther nodded at the two men, and Squeazal no longer was saluting. "Well, Acting Chief Science Officer Ensign,Djon Jhytangry Zyngh and Acting Cadet Che Herrera Squeazal, we can do a few things. First, remove the acting from those tittles, and we need to shorten them. I hope that Ensign Djon or Zyngh will work for you..." He motioned to the ACSO, before looking at Squeazal, "And... Squeazal was it?" Aurther checked over his PADD. "I don't seem to have a record or request for you, but at this point, you're wearing the right uniform and I won't say no to the extra help.

"Well this is for the two of you." Winters reached out with the PADD, only to have Squeazal come down off of Djon and grab it, returning it back to Djon. "These are scans of the Axelrod's ship that we were able to get from our brief encounter. If you an isolate any about the ship, energy levels, materials or something that would help us locate it on the planet, I need it. If there are any anomalies or inconsistences, hell, anything unusual, I need to know. And I need it in about 5 hours. Sorry for the pressure but we are under the gun here."

"Well, Capt. Winters, I'd start by have someone on bridge starting now scan for any kind of engine trail a ship's shuttle might leave behind." Ensign Djon Zyngh, says, as he 'thank-you' pats Cadet Che Squeazal on his to 'signal' him to stay quiet, adding, "Also, scan the Planet for: Shuttle or Escape Pod wreckage, any pertinent and distinguishing Bio-signature for Mr. Axelrod; further scan for any anomalous material he might be wearing as clothing or equipment. Sir. "

Taking the PADD 'Hand-off' and as the Capt.'s following statement Djon & Squeazal salute and turn to exit the Capt.'s Ready Room, Squeazal suggestingly 'coughs'.

Djon, stops as goes through the room's open door, turning to adds, "They might want to scan trace signs of combat and any possible Trace signs of a larger ship that may have left the area. Sir."

With the Capt. Ready Room door closing behind the 'trailing' Squeazal, with Djon heading toward the ship's Sci/Med Lab with the PADD, and Squeazal heading toward the bridge to "man" It's Sci-station to help scan the Planet in question.

OFF

Captain Aurther Winters
Commanding Officer

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Ensign Djon Zyngh
ACSO
U.S.S. Chuck Norris