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Kalvania

The Kalvania

Length: 87 yards from Forward to Stern. 49 yards From Port to Starboard. Four Decks, roughly 33 yards in height, with a total crew compliment of 79.
Minimum Crew: (Excluding Security and Medical Personnel with all weapon alcoves manned) 24.
Armament: 12 Mark 3 Sirian Interactive Energy Cannon Alcoves. 24 Mark 4 Sirian Tactical Automated Energy Cannons. Two Primary Single Barrel Mark 5 Energy Cannons. Four Missile Bays. Primary and Secondary Shielding, Type 4 and 2.5 respectively.
Specifications: Primary Type 3 Deuterium Power Generator. Secondary Type 1 Deuterium Power Generator. Quad Signal Array for multiple tractors, beaming, or other Sweeping Array Functions. Limited Long Range Sensor Capabilities. Mark 4 Targeting Sensors. Primary Type 5 Ion Solar Drive with Two Secondary Mark 3 Ion Solar Drives running in parallel. Type 2 Inter-dimensional Wake Drive. Jack Rabbit Thrusters of unknown Zuxian technology.

The Kalvania is a small ship that is more suited for quick raids, or tactical combat than for exploring the galaxy. However, what the Kalvania lacks in sheer firepower, it makes up for in maneuverability thanks to its Jack Rabbit Thrusters and overstuffed engine room. In atmosphere or in space, the ship can 'dance' and plan its attacks.

The hull is made up of Steel, Mithril and Titanium components. The ship has been giving a glaze to its exterior to remove all sudden stops, seams or drag. Other than its 12 Mark 3 Energy Cannon Alcoves and the 24 Automated Cannons, the ship seems free entrances, until an access hatch or the hanger bay opens. It has the rough shape of an Isosceles triangle, with a flared backend.

The hull of the ship has been given a silver sheen. While the interior is a mixture of silver and greens. Each deck is accessed by shafts, with levitating platforms that take you through access shafts throughout the ship. They are all interconnected, moving you up and down at your desire and sometimes sideways through the heavily accessed areas. There are also some smaller crawl space access shafts, which serve as maintenance corridors on the ship.

Command and Bridge: (Deck 4) Perhaps the most important part of the ship, as it has vital areas including droid Command, Six of the Interactive Weapons Alcoves, as well as the Bridge is located here.

Primary Facilities and Crew Quarters: (Decks 3 and 2) Deck 3 is primarily the medical quarters, security station, the holding cells as well as the primary weapons locker for the ship. Recreation rooms, the mess hall and both holorooms are on this level.

Deck 2 is primarily crew quarters. The standard crew quarters is 7x9 (2 meters by 3.2 meters), including a table with three chairs, a data terminal, a small double bed (sleeps two comfortably), food/drink replicator, and a door leading to a full bathroom (shower not tub). Built-ins include closet, viewing screen, and storage. While size is standard, the layout can vary depending upon section of the ship.

Hanger Bay: The Hangar Bay spans the width of the ship, towards the front between Deck 3 and 2. It allows the ship to contain 12 Pipe Fighters (see: Sirian/Ships/The Pipe Fighters : The Pipe Fighters, 2 Shuttle Craft, 2 Exploration Craft and/or one or two larger vessels.

Operations: (Deck 1): The bottom of the ship.

Engineering covers the aft section of the ship, as well as creeps up into Deck 2 and 3 in areas, though is not accessible from there. The other Six Interactive Weapons Alcoves are located here, as well as the four front facing missile bays. Heavily protected as well are the life support systems, backup systems, emergency power and other key systems.

Intranet

Being the ship's Intranet - a collection of what parts of the Internet of the planet were flagged for uploading when they last left - including research journals, design updates, and generally a cached copy of the internet from Sirian Planet Plus a collection of on-ship-generated material: Forums, videos, photographs and entertainment. The on-ship collection of the internet is updated anytime the ship comes in to port, but otherwise due to distances between the ship's net and the planet's net is known to be out of date until check stations or comm probes connect it back with the rest of the net at port.

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Yalara nods her head with a

Yalara nods her head with a warm smile upon her face, as Aatishon talks. Also during this moment Yalara would be putting on the usual sensors and stuff as more in depth scans for radiation and such. The doc is rather gentle and likely smells of a combination of a very light scented lotion and disinfectant. Though at the mention of remembering to eat today draws a slight chuckle from Yalara, as the woman was often guilty of forgetting to eat herself. "Eating is good. And yes thank you for what you did to get the shipping running again. I was doing my best not to add to the floating hazards. Heavens know if I had to move in zero g that would have been a couple of hours of watching a doctor float upside down and every which direction." She adds with a light smile, yeah the doctor wasn't the most atheletic type person, needing to do precise surgical movements fine, floating in zero g...not so fine.
"Also take it no feeling of nausea, ear aches, headaches, ringing in the ears?" She asks a little bit later as she begisn recording the data

 

Aatishon smiles as bright as

Aatishon smiles as bright as she can, showing all of her little teeth, and tips her head up. She actually enjoys going to the doctor, since it has been a pleasant experience each time.

Green eyes scan about the office, and then settle back upon Yalara once the equipment had been cataloged. "HI!"

Since she is being indicated to go over to the bed she pads on over and starts climbing up onto it. Aatishon is all of four foot eleven and briskly under 100lbs. So, she settles up.

"I am feeling very well. I returned home from a session, quiet successfully. Alive, and well. I fiddled and wiggled and figured out some Phalestine generators and energy systems. Pretty good! I remembered to eat today."

 

Is here, doing...paperwork.

Is here, doing...paperwork. There is alot of that in this woman's life right now. Between office projects, and some side projects, never a moment without paperwork in anymore. Yalara was actually going to the scans of Ballard's wound from the quite eventful trip. Just basic stuff. She still had much studying to do but she was getting the idea of how Tarae's magic may affect them. Which for the good it can do, the possibility of something unexpected was always around the corner in her mind. They had already confirmed that there was no debris that would threaten his health, so what she was looking for at this time was any tiny little sign of potential clots. With a bleeding wound that big, suddenly healing, she was worried that maybe Ballard would become subject to a clot, which if happened to be thrown into the brain, can be bad.
However as she was pouring over the data there was a rap at the door. She looks over to see the familiar face of Aatishon. Yalara takes a moment to look at the other data pad near by, indicating that her routine check up appointment has arrived. "Ah hello there." She says as she stands up, then indicates to medical bay bed type thing with all the nice goodies for medical needs "Take a seat up there and we will start with the basics."
"So how are you feeling?"

 

Part of her shift today

Part of her shift today involved going back to the medical bay and going through the normal checkout routine. After all, she had been out on the Joy Rider for a time, then there had been the damage to the Joy rider.

So, she needs her normal checkup of radiation, poisoning, possible bacteria, all kinds of crazy stuff. And she had a personal prescription to fill, as well.

She shows up at the scheduled time, wearing her fleet suit about her hips, and a baggy shirt over her thin frame.

Heading into the office area, she looks around for the appointment and finds out from her datapad she is to meet with Doctor Yalara. She shuffles up and raps upon the door to the woman's office. "I am here for my appointment! What should we start with? Height? Weight? Reflexes? What do ya want me to do?"

 

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