Galactic Alliance 3: Honor Thy Enemy

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The chair was raised slightly higher so the Captain could have a clear view of all the consoles.
    The bridge consoles were situated such that the operators faced in the same direction as the Captain’s chair. The upper section of each station contained a set of displays that duplicated what the console operator saw in front of him. This arrangement allowed the Captain to continuously monitor the status of every station on the bridge.
    The tactical viewer was placed inside this parabolic arrangement of consoles with the tactical console located on the right side and the science console on the left as viewed from the Captain’s chair. Both of these stations faced the Captain’s command chair. The tactical viewer was a large globe capable of rendering images in full three dimensions. Special colors and codes were used to indicate velocities, distances, types of ships, etc. A trained bridge officer could interpret the various codes and colors at a glance.
    During battle conditions, the tactical station served as the central point of contact between the Captain and CIC. The Combat Information Center, or CIC, served as the primary control center for all weapons and tactical data analysis. The executive officer stationed himself there during battle stations.
    In operation, the CIC would gather all available tactical data and condense it down to a manageable amount of information which would then be presented on the tactical station. The operator at this station could access any of the individual data streams. It was this operator’s duty to keep the Captain informed of the ship’s overall tactical situation.
    The science station worked hand-in-hand with the tactical station to present a detailed analysis of the data gathered by the cruiser’s vast array of external and internal sensors. It was this station’s duty to report on and analyze anything the Captain needed detailed information about. A separate computer core was dedicated to the analysis of scientific data.
    The Captain's command console was a semicircular banked console of displays and computer interfaces. Most of the commonly used functions such as ship-wide address, battle stations initiation, communications, and main viewscreen control were located on a panel to the Captain’s immediate right. The command chair could rotate 360 degrees. The various displays and controls could be connected to any of the individual consoles on the bridge.
    This particular arrangement of consoles had been developed over many years of trial and error and had become pretty standard in Human built ships. Other races had developed similar, although not exact, layouts for their bridges. Unlike what many people believed, the Dragon’s bridge was not located at the front or the top of the ship but, instead, was buried near the ship’s core just forward of engineering.
    Ken had come out of the head just in time to see the stars on the main viewer shift. “That’s just too freaky,” Ken muttered to himself.
    Doug Scarboro appeared on his right and replied, “Twelve hundred light years of compressed space has suddenly been uncompressed. Freaky doesn’t even come close to describing it.”
    Captain Sheppard looked at the final display and, in the blink of an eye, performed a series of mental calculations. “Helm, alter course by eight degrees port, declination plus four degrees. Computer, display a countdown until the hyperdimensional field is reestablished and distance traveled since FTL was last engaged.”
    “Do you think a course correction is wise?” Doug asked.
    Ken had seen the same thing Captain Sheppard had noticed and nodded his head approvingly, “Good call Captain,” he said just loud enough for her to hear him.
    Sheppard pointed toward one of the red icons and explained her actions for Doug’s benefit, “That ship is on a direct intercept. I don’t want to give them a chance to send a gravity mine our way. The course correction is small and should not affect our

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