L'enseigne était actuellement assise au poste d'opérations sur le pont d'Orion, une jeune femme qui s'appelait Grace Beck et, pendant que le navire était en cale sèche et que le poste tactique n'était pas encore occupé, le service de communications lui tomba. Au moment où le commandant avait dit "Ouvrir un canal à...", elle avait déjà accédé à la liste des destinataires probables générés par l'ordinateur et était prompte à sélectionner CMU 067 lorsque la commande était terminée.
"Channel ouvert, monsieur." elle a répondu rapidement
Nick a été impressionné par l'efficacité de l'enseigne à l'ops et a fait une note mentale pour garder un oeil sur elle.
"Travaillez l'abeille soixante-sept, veuillez compléter votre tâche et retourner à la navette rapidement et préparez-vous au départ." Il a fermé le canal de la console sur son bras repos. "Nouvel canal Ensign, à toutes les navettes et les baies de navette"
L'enseigne Beck a tapé sur sa console. Cet outil de commande un peu plus longtemps mais ce n'était pas longtemps avant qu'elle appelle à nouveau "Channel ouvert, Sir"
"Toutes les navettes devraient être sur les aproaches finales de la surface, toutes les baies devraient être prêtes à partir A.S.A.P." Il a encore tapé sur la commande du canal fermé. "Ok barre, quand les navettes sont prêtes et le capitaine est sur le pont, nous partirons avec toute hâte à Vulcain. S'il vous plaît préparer 'courbe d'accélération de guerre Vulcan Alpha' et assurez-vous que l'ingénierie sait que vous prévoyez de voler rapidement"
Il a tapé quelques commandes de plus et a vu le Conn. La confusion de l'officier passe alors que le plan de vol de Nick était arrivé à la console de barre. Il a été conçu pour tirer le meilleur parti des moteurs en accélérant jusqu'à la chaîne maximale du navire de 9,6 pendant 15 heures, puis décearant progressivement à la vitesse la plus lente possible pour les moteurs ne pas échouer. Il les amènerait à vulcan dans le temps le plus rapide possible et devrait être géré par l'ordinateur pour la plupart. La plupart des navires voyageaient à l'ensemble des facteurs de distorsion numérotés ou des fractions communes d'entre eux, ce plan de vol exigeait une décélération plus fine que celle-ci. Il savait que ça marcherait, il avait fait les maths. ((Je n'ai cependant pas encore fait les maths, mais je modifierai dans le temps de vol quand je l'aurai fait.))
Name: Nick Tylin
Age: 43
Rank/Position: Commander, First Officer
Race: Human
Appearance:

At 178cm, or 5"10', Nick was of average height, and had an average yet physically fit build. His hair was greying and he kept a thinnish beard which was strangely scruffy and tidy at the same time. Off duty he wore glasses while preferring to wear contact lenses while on duty, he refused to have the simple corrections done to his eyes by starfleet medical, often heard saying "It's in the family tradition to wear glasses".
Personality: Straight talking, what you see is what you get with Nick. He does not hide his thoughts if he thinks they will have any impact on the situation. Extrovert without being arrogant or overbearing. One thing that people always notice is how Nick makes friends very easily, and this is usually attributed to his sincerity and open nature.
History: Growing up in rural Ireland, Nick was always known to the other kids as a bit of a nerd. He didn't fit in with the other farmers' kids in the area, more interested in books than tractors. Well, that was not entirely true, the tractors were the only part of farming he did like. After going to school in the nearest town and doing well in mathematics and physics he decided to, at the annoyance of his father, leave Ireland and head to Star Fleet Academy in San Fransisco where he Majored in engineering with minors in astrophysics and astronavigation.
Despite a few of his fellow Academy attendees becoming very well known within star fleet in later years, he never met any of them until years later when he met Commander Sisco (now Captain) during a visit to Deep Space 9. Other notable attendees during his time included Commander Riker and Lieutenant Commander La Forge, but Nick has never met either of them.
His First assignment when he graduated was on the Geo-Terraforming Vessel USS Strata where he performed well in the engineering department being quickly promoted to Lieutenant Jr. Grade after suggesting actions which led to the saving of the warp core during an overload during a freak electronic storm.
After reaching the rank of Lieutenant Commander he was offered the Chief Engineering post on the USS Dublin during its construction at Mars. He spent more time in the drydock than on the actual ship but it was a post that he enjoyed greatly. It was nearing the end of construction when he was promoted to Commander and given a list of ships requiring first officers while also being offered the command of Starbase 185 which was on the edge of federation space. He didn't like the sound of being so far from everything so he applied for the First Officer position on the USS Orion for which he was accepted.
When the Dominion War broke out many ships were lost but the tough little Miranda Class survived, as it had for many years before, and was now being sent to Romulus with Ambassador Spock to talk to the Romulans who had mostly kept to themselves for many decades.
Skills: Engineering skills from past experience as CEO of the Steamrunner class USS Dublin. Diplomacy skills from base personality. Marginally above average phaser rifle marksman skills but below average, yet passable sidearm phaser skills.
Other: He likes cats, and enjoys strategy games.
Sample Post: One Week after promotion, USS Dublin, Utopia Planitia Fleet Yards, Mars
"Lieutenant Commander Tylin, I am very happy to see this promotion to the rank of Commander, your work on the Dublin has been exemplary and the ship should be ready to launch within a few months."
"Thank you, Sir." Tylin replied to the Admiral with a smile on his face, he already knew the schedule for the launch but he did not comment on this to the high ranking man.
This was his chance to move out of the Sol system and see more of the galaxy. He had been here too long for his liking and hoped there was a ship willing to have him as First Officer. He had been offered the commanding position on Starbase 185, out beyond Romulan space, but would only take that as a last resort.
The Admiral continued, "We have reviewed your request to join the USS Orion and it has been approved, your application has now been sent on to the Captain of the ship." he held out a had and Nick shook it. "I wish you good luck, they will be lucky to have a First Officer with such skills as yours."
The Admiral left him standing in his own office on board the Dublin where he stood for a moment thinking about the spontaneous visit. The first he had heard of the Admiral's visit was that morning, when the admiral's ship had left Earth orbit, sending the message of the upcoming inspection as it did. Everyone on the Dublin was rushing to get things in order for the Admiral's arrival and Nick knew he was not the only one shocked when the Admiral had asked to speak to him in private. Admiral Velinov had not been present at the awarding ceremony for his promotion the week before but had been present throughout the construction of the Dublin and had been on board for inspections many times.
He was not on duty now, the Captain would now be leading the Admiral on the inspection tour of the Security and Armament departments so Nick could relax. He would, of course, have to be present for the Engineering Inspection later but that was not due for a few more hours so he headed to the transporter room and beamed to the mess hall in the surface facility below for a quick lunch, he knew engineering was in order and was not worried about an inspection this late in construction.