USS Malinche NCC-38997-A

ON: 15:30. Outside Holodeck One. Day One. U.S.S Malinche. Marco logged into the holodeck and stepped inside, banging the PADD In his left hand against the venus mount on his right, he clicked his tongue deep in thought. ?Da? he said, confirming to himself his own thoughts, and walked over to the con...

ON: Bridge. U.S.S Malinche. 1354. Day 1. Marco stood behind the Petty Officer at the Ops Station reviewing the last bits of information coming in. Turning round, he nodded to Kersare. "All decks report ready Keptin." He killed an itch on his cheek. "Keptin Lansky and Sirion Officers are aboard" He w...

*grins wickedly* 'ello "boss"

(6 views and only Cap'n had posted so I thought I'd better - you 'orrible lot, say 'ello!)

ON: Malinche. Enlisted Facilities. O825. Day 6. Marco, having had Danny retrieve some boxers for him, pulled on his trousers and vest and nodded to Barry and Danny as they left, both in full uniform ? obviously they were going straight to duty. Marco picked up his towel and walked out of the room an...

Enlisted Quarters. 0648. Day 6. Marco was distinctly aware of the odd angle before his eyes blinked open, in time with the thumping in his skull, and saw the floor tilting 45* to the left. Like a proximity sensor, the repetitive thumping in his head told him that it pressed against a hard surface, a...

ON: Malinche. Enlisted Quarters. 0330. Day 6. Marco set the frame against the magnetic hang-panel on the wall and it was pulled from his grip as the magnet activated. Set in the silver frame and mounted on dark blue felt was an array of regimental badges, section insignias, crests and plaques of var...

(Erm.... apparently I rather intelligently logged in under my old username...for some reason... slap me or something....)

ON: Ready Room. U.S.S Malinche Day 5. 14:00 Marco walked in and nodded as he met the Captains eyes. "Good Afternoon Keptin" "I...am afraid I bring some bad news." He begun, trying not to let that glint show in his eye. "I went to see Leftenant Hawkins earlier, to quietly report a member of his depar...

ON: Main Shuttlebay. 2040. Day 4. Marco stormed into the main shuttlebay, he thoroughly hated his dress number 2?s and it showed on his face. He carried his 3ft staff clutched in his right hand and made straight for the modest podium. The shuttles had been put into a crescent shape with their backs ...

ON: Starbase 259. 17:05. Day 4. Marco walked down the corridor that still reeked of burned flesh. Further down, a hundred metres or so, he could see several people milling about doing one thing or another; talking and using PaDDs, tricorders and other devices Marco didn?t recognise. In the middle of...

ON: U.S.S Malinche. Marco walked through the decks of the Malinche in search of the main shuttlebay, having finally downloaded the schematics into a PaDD from one of the few operational corridor consoles, along with the manifest as it currently stood, of course with the Malinche at her current statu...

ON: Starbase 259. Guest quarters. 15:30. Day 4. In a Russian accent, slurred with sheer pain, a voice dragged its way through the dark and messy quarters of Marco Tupalov, whose eyes had yet to muster enough power to open. ?How ever many Klingons are on my face, go away? Marco opened his eyes slowly...

ON: The One Club. Day 4. 0335. The rapid beat of the bass thudded and thumped through the floor, pounding in the chest of everyone on the packed dance floor. Glasses and bottles of real alcohol clinked together as the hordes of mostly young men and women grinned and danced, the pulsating lights and ...