>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Mission: You Can’t Go Home Again Day: 3 Stardate: 2444.06.03 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ire Williams – 00:18) (Mars Base, Sickbay, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0019) (Mars Base, Sickbay, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0022) (Mars Base, Engineering Center, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0030) (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ire Williams – 00:35) (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ravok – 00:36) (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ire Williams– 00:39) (Starfleet Martian Ground Facilities -1st Fighter Wing of Mars, Hangar 1, Maintenance bay – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) Ire Williams - 0550) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0600) (Starfleet Martian Ground Facilities, Admiral's Office - ENS JG Trip Williams - 08.00) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0805) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CONN, ENS Trip Williams - 8:06) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office -ENS JG Trip Williams – 0810) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0812) (Mars Base, Security Center, Office 5, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0815) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0834) (Mars Base, Admiral's Office, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0836) (Mars Base, Security Center, Office 5, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0918) (Mars Facility – Outside Admiral’s Office – MO Ens(jg) Ailynn Bracken – 0942) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0945) (Starfleet Martian Ground Facilities -Corridor – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) Ire Williams - 13.10) (Starbase – Main Triage – MO Ens(jg) Ailynn Bracken (3 – 13:14) (Starbase - OPS - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 13:15) (Starbase - OPS – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) Ire Williams - 13.18) (Martian Surface – Verteron Array – Engineer – Ensign JG Keira Merek – 1320) (Type 11 Shuttlecraft Draco - Cockpit - CONN Ens JG Trip Williams - 13.36) (Starbase - OPS - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 13:40) (Fighter Hangar Bay, Mars Base ENS j.g-OPS Alexandra Petrova, PO3rd Chris Castile ENG 13:45 Hours) (PO3rd Christopher Castile-ENG, Reactor Room Mars Base 14:30 Hours-Z) (Mars defense hangar- M03 hangar bay - pilot Ens JG Ravok- 1500) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ire Williams – 00:18) “Could have been a lot worse also.” “Yes it could have. Trust me, you do not want me to list the ways.” “Do you know who I got here as the last thing remember was falling out of the cockpit?” An Andorian ensign entered the room and Ire looked over. "I'm Ensign Taya from security. As soon as you're able, I need to ask you about what happened." "Excuse me? Now is not the time." "Yes, Doctor, which is why I said, when you're able. I know the pilot needs medical care, but I also need to conduct an investigation. The fresher things are in his mind, the better the chance of discovering what happened." "How long until he can answer questions? He looks like he can now." He looked at Solice. “It’s okay.” He gave a reassuring smile knowing that if he gave a preliminary statement then he could give a more in depth one later. “I can give you a preliminary statement and I will make sure it will not take too long.” He looked from Solice to Taya. (Reply Solace, Taya) He paused for a moment before starting. “I was doing a shake down flight with peregrine fighter 13-02313. She had been suffering from unknown computer spikes. My support chief has the data on file. I decided to take her up to see if we had cleared the problem. Everything had been fine until I began to descend to the ground side. Some went wrong my port thrusters were fully open and my starboard thrusters would not respond along with my main engines. She went into an uncontrollable spin which I could not recover form as she began to fall apart around me. I was knocked unconscious as I was sucked out of the cockpit. I woke up here with the good doctor looking after me.” (Reply Solace, Taya, any) (Posted by Robbie) (Mars Base, Sickbay, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0019) Taya listened to the pilot's report, tapping notes into her PADD. The man had suffered a lot of injuries and was probably still in pain, so it was impressive that he gave such a detailed report. Taya respected that. Taya didn't want to start a fight with the doctor, at least one she couldn't win, so she decided to make the interview short. "I have just one more question. Since you were flying a ship with a history of mechanical problems, why were you alone? Don't flight regulations require you to have someone with you in case something like this happens? Oh, and I need your name." (reply Ire, Solice, any) (posted by Rob B.) (Mars Base, Sickbay, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0022) "My name is Ire Williams." Taya continued tapping notes into her PADD, remaining silent for a few moments. She didn't want to belittle Williams, but he made a bad decision and trying to justify it wasn't going to change anything. There was a part of Taya that understood why Williams did what he did. Andorians were Impulsive, they could be short-tempered, and were often quick to violence. Taya once heard a Vulcan diplomat say they were more disciplined Klingons. She liked that comparison, but she learned later the Vulcan didn't mean it as a compliment. Since Taya was new and the first of her people in Starfleet in over twenty years, she had purposed to make an effort to be 'less Andorian'. Maybe fitting in better would help mend things. "Thank you for your statement, Ensign Ire Williams," said Taya. "Thank you, Doctor. I'm sorry for any inconveninces." As she was leaving sickbay, Taya chuckled. Less Andorian indeed. (reply none) (posted by Rob B.) (Mars Base, Engineering Center, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0030) Taya had completed her interview with Ensign Ire Williams, so she decided to leave him to the doctor's care. Solice seemed happy that Taya was leaving. It wasn't that Taya disrespected medical people; she knew her life could one day depend on them. It's that they often overreacted. People were a lot tougher than doctors gave them credit for. For the next step in her investigation, she went to the engineering center. Even at this late hour, it was a hub of activity. She stopped someone. "Crewman, where can I find one of the officers in charge?" The man stopped what he was doing and looked through the area. "There, ma'am," he said pointing. "Ensign Kental." "Thank you." Ensign R'vek Kental, the first Reman in Starfleet. She had read his file, admiring everything he had accomplished to overcome the bad things from his past to make it here now. "Ensign Kental, I hope I'm not interrupting anything important. I'm Ensign Taya from security." She preferred getting to the point when on duty. Being friendly and casual was for off hours. "I don't know if you're aware, but within the past hour, one of the Peregrine fighters crashed on the Mars surface. I just came from sickbay, the pilot will live. I'm conducting an investigation as to the cause. I need the engineering department to find the wreckage, examine it, and retrieve the data from the flight recorder. So far, it seems like mechanical failure, but with the importance of the Mars mission, we need to be certain it isn't sabotage. When you have the results, will you send a copy of your report to security?" (reply Kental) (posted by Rob B.) (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ire Williams – 00:35) As the doors opened, he saw a familiar figure waiting outside. ~What’s Ravok doing here~ He waved past the retreating nurse and caught Ravok’s eye. “Hay Ravok. Quick get in here before the staff lock me down for a while.” (Reply Ravok) (Reply Ravok, any) (Posted by Robbie) (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ravok – 00:36) As Ravok waited on word about Ire he saw the door open and he saw Ire wave at him "Hay Ravok. Quick get in here before the staff lock me down for a while.”Ire said Ravok ran in quickly and walked over to Ire scratching the back of his head. " Hey , how are you doing?" (Reply ire) " I'm sorry about the broken ribs that's kinda my fault . I didnt compensate for your free fall that well. I never used a transporter in manual. Plus the peregrine transporters aren't really set up for incoming personnel. Just evacuation " (Reply Ire) Ravok looked at Ire and in a quiet voice asked " what the hell were you doing up there ? " (Reply Ire) (Reply anyone ) (Posted by davis ) (Mars Base – Medical – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) – Ire Williams– 00:39) " Hey , how are you doing?" Ire smiled up at him. “I am okay but the doctor says that I had broken bones including my ribs as well as a cracked skull and concussion as well as burns.” He looked at his arms but could not see any signs of charred flesh. " I'm sorry about the broken ribs that's kinda my fault . I didnt compensate for your free fall that well. I never used a transporter in manual. Plus the peregrine transporters aren't really set up for incoming personnel. Just evacuation " Ire raised an eyebrow. “What!” He shook his head. ~I ow you a drink at least~ “I was dead pure and simple I would have been a smear one the red dirt if you had not got me. I can look past the broken ribs.” Ire saw Ravok looked at him and spoke in a quiet voice. "What the hell were you doing up there?" ~I knew he was going to ask that one~ Ire paused for a moment and sighed. “You may not know that my fighter was 13-02313. I swapped my fighter to one of the squadrons when his fighter went unserviceable, we were is a hurry to get up on patrol and so I got 13 from stores and she became mine. I only found out when I landed and Chief Tyrol checked the history and she was not a lucky ship the had three crews killed two on a crash landing and one with a unknow oxygen leak with killed them while on patrol. One the last patrol there was a couple of small system errors in the computer that me and Tyrol could not chase down. So, I decided to go up and fly some orbits to see if there was any recurrence…” He put his hands up in a placating manner. “…I know, I know. Alexandrea said that we should not fly alone, and she is right but it was just into orbit and going around and around the planet. I was under the Martian Orbital Control sensors for the whole time.” He paused again “It started during descent. There it was clear as day the glitch started again and before I could deal with it, it started a full cascade. Port side thrusters went to full burn and starboard thrusters and the main engines died. I went into an uncontrollable spin as she started to come apart. You get me after I had been sucked out what remained of my cockpit. Thank you by the way.” (Reply Ravok) “Tyrol said 13 had an angry soul. I though is was just rubbish but I am nit too sure anymore.” (Reply Ravok) (Reply Ravok, any) (Posted by Robbie) (Starfleet Martian Ground Facilities -1st Fighter Wing of Mars, Hangar 1, Maintenance bay – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) Ire Williams - 0550) Ire looked at the six UMTSC laid out in front of him in one corner of the hanger deck. He had managed to get them transported to the hanger deck and Tyrol had given him some space in the maintenance deck. The had wandered over and given them a sceptical look and muttered something about playing with toys before going back to his busy schedule. He had run another diagnostic to make sure that they were all functioning well, after that he had checked the compact phaser cannons and quantum mini-torpedoes launchers along. He had slid down from the roof of the last UMTSC when he heard footsteps approaching. “Hay boss are you sure you should be up in your condition?” He turned to see Ensign (J.G.) Biel striding towards him. She was his second in command was in charge while he was grounded. She had also been a friend at the academy during flight training which helped their working relationship. “I had a few hours sleep and then decided that I could at least try and get them flyable while I have the chance.” She nodded as she looked them over. “You still going to fly boss? You are not going to remote control these things from ground side are you?” He shook his head. “No I need to find a way to get enough computer processing into one of the shuttles so that I can do both.” She nodded. “You could take the type 11? or you become a back seater with a pilot.” He smiled but shook his head. “Its been pegged for AWACs.” He indicated to the sealing. “I am sure some hidden somewhere is the small craft that I need.” He paused for a moment. “You good taking the Void Haunter’s up.” She grinned at him as she headed back to the fighters “If you are not quick getting back to flight status, I will take them from you.” He smiled back. “Just don’t mess up my squadron.” She waved back as exited the bay as he turned back looking at the UMTSC and thought about what Biel had said. ~maybe back seating would be a good idea, but I also need a shuttle that can keep me in the fight without being a hindrance to the squadron~ He picked up a near by PADD and send a query to the main frame about size of shuttle and small craft that would fit his needs. ~It can’t be too small, or it won’t fit but also not too big as it has to fit into a ship’s hanger~ He let the PADD do its search as he headed out of the maintenance bay and into the hanger deck to watch the Void Haunters take off. (reply any) (Posted by Robbie) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0600) After another night on the station, Remae has returned to his office. He was falling into a routine and on the way to his office, several members of Starfleet and others had cottoned onto his walking routine. Greeting him as he completed a new daily walk around the facility. Everytime the Admiral walked around, there seemed to be more people, new arrivals setting up. Starfleet and others setting up their areas. (Starfleet Martian Ground Facilities, Admiral's Office - ENS JG Trip Williams - 08.00) Trip waited for the Admiral to buzz him through and then entered the office. He was carrying with him a PADD of purchasable resources, and of course the costs. "Sir, thank you for taking the time to meet with me," Trip said. He was a little intimidated by the one on one with admiral. It was one thing for him to tell Trip what to do, it was more nerve racking for Trip to be asking for an approved purchase order. He had been meaning to turn the proposal in yesterday, but the day got away from him. Trip handed him the PADD. "Sir, this is a proposal for some purchases, latinum required, that I'd like to make that should be beneficial for the department. Cyber warfare suite for electronic surveillance, some fighter parts, medical equipment, and a constitution class refit deflector dish I hope to re-purpose for one of the ships in the shipyards." (Reply Remae) "Not sure how trustworthy the guy is but I get the sense he wants the base's business, so he might be willing to haggle. Plus he wants to throw in a free captain's yacht as an incentive to get you to say yes. The price is listed, I'd rather not say it out loud. It's not a lot, but it is also quite a lot." (Reply Remae) (Reply Remae) (posted by WB) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0805) The Admiral was having one of his first meetings of the day with Ensign Trip Williams. Remae was handed a new PADD, looks like it was going to be one of those days… It appeared that a Ferengi had setup shop in the nearby town and had started selling parts and who knew what else? "... It's not a lot, but it is also quite a lot.", ended Trip, with his proposal about paying for some parts. The Admiral looked at the price, it wasn’t a small amount but it was an amount. “Very well, Ensign – you’ll get your latinum as we have a small supply available which will cover this request, but, as for Mr Rook, I’m going to have security look into him as well, see what we can find out this Ferengi.”, he said and walked over to a small secure panel in the wall, it unlocked and inside were a few items of interest. Remae handed over a vile of latinum to the Ensign for payment and perhaps a little more that was needed. He figured it could be useful to have a little bit of credit, just in case. “Anything else?”, asked the Admiral as he sat down again. (Reply from Trip, Any) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CONN, ENS Trip Williams - 8:06) Trip took the latinum and placed it securely in his pocket. He was going to have one of the enlisted men make the drop. He didn't know if Rook was going to be his usual self or more docile, and the last thing Trip wanted to do was punch a Ferengi in the face. “Anything else?”, asked the Admiral as he sat down again. "Yes sir, actually," Trip said sheepishly, "The NX-1672 Exeter class prototype in orbit. I'd like permission to finish it. I wont let any of the resources take away from fixing the Republic and that should be top priority. It's umm more of a vanity project." (Reply Remae iyw) "My dad was the lead designer on it, before this place shut down, and it's closer to being fixed then some of the run down ships in the graveyard up there. I don't know, I just think it might be a nice hobby I guess, finish what he started. But before I start putting in more time and resources, I wanted your approval, sir." (Reply Remae) (Reply Remae) (posted by Will) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office -ENS JG Trip Williams – 0810) “Permission granted, Ensign. I’ll grant you access but, this is a project for occasional work, I still require you to be fit and be able to do your regular duties… understood?”, he said and passed the PADD back. The PADD contained the correct access codes for the ship. "Don't worry sir, I will make sure that I put most of my energy towards my duties. I know this is a vanity project, sir, but I'm sure it will also be therapeutic. Help me work out some..." Trip paused, "stuff." Trip then took the PADD and clutched it in his hands. "Sir, I'm not one to be a kiss ass, its not my style, but from the bottom of my heart thank you. I appreciate this opportunity to finish what my dad started." (Reply Remae) "Sir, if it is fine with you, may I be dismissed?" (Reply Remae) Trip stood up and headed towards the door. As he approached the door he turned around. "Sir, like I said, I'm not a kiss ass, and I'm not sure if what you are selling us is bull or not. But its my kind of bull." Trip then nodded and left the office. (Reply Remae if you want) (Reply Remae) (posted by Will B.) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0812) The Admiral had finished his meeting with Trip, the other-other Williams had one final thing to say as he went out. "Sir, like I said, I'm not a kiss ass, and I'm not sure if what you are selling us is bull or not. But its my kind of bull.", the doors closed behind him. Remae leant back in his chair and let out a long breath… what had he gotten himself into? (Mars Base, Security Center, Office 5, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0815) Taya had stayed up late last night getting caught up on the Mars facility, so she had gotten only a few hours sleep in her quarters. Back in her office, she was nibbling on an energy bar. Andorians had a high metabolism, so they needed to eat often to maintain themselves. Going through the usual reports of the day, her aid, Petty Officer Kirby, made sure she saw something of utmost importance. Not everything was known yet, but there had been a psionic attack against a science team that had visited the Mystique in space dock. Two of her fellow ensigns from security were there, but she had yet to speak with them about it. This was troubling and could be a very large security concern. It needed to be addressed. (Mars Base, Admiral's Office, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0831) When Admiral Remae gave Taya permission to enter his office, she got right to the point. "Thank you for seeing me, sir. I don't know if you're current on this, but I just learned Ensigns Sekal and Williams-Verin suffered a telepathic attack yesterday while on the Mystique in space dock. Ensigns Flagg and Peters from security were also there, but were unaffected. Since we don't know what this threat is or what caused it, or if other ships in dock are affected, I ask that we meet with the science team and all security ensigns to discuss the matter." (reply Remae) (posted by Rob B.) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0834) “I ask that we meet with the science team and all security ensigns to discuss the matter.", reported the Ensign once she had entered the Admiral’s Office. The Admiral was receiving a report from Ensign Taya; the new arrival was reporting in the matter of the science teams contact with the entity on the USS Mystique. Although Remae had been briefed on the matter by Ensigns Sekal and Verin regarding “Luma”. “Somewhat, Ensign. I am planning on seeing them today, perhaps you’d like to come along so you can address your concerns?”, he said and he waited for a reply from the Security Officer. (Mars Base, Admiral's Office, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0836) "Somewhat, Ensign," said Remae. "I am planning on seeing them today, perhaps you’d like to come along so you can address your concerns?" "I have concerns, sir, but they're about insuring everyone's safety. Since Ensigns Flagg and Peters have already had contact with the entity, I'm confident in my compatriots that they can represent the security department." Taya was surprised at herself for saying that, though she meant it. "I do ask, sir, that if any action is taken, that I be there as well." (reply Remae if needed) (posted by Rob B.) (Mars Base, Security Center, Office 5, Sec/Tac Ensign jg Taya, 0918) Carson began updating Taya by referring to the admiral's standing orders for the security department. She wasn't on the base for that, so she appreciated the information. "I'm hoping you noticed the extra security measures when landing? Any extra precautions you think could be added, having been through the screening yourself?" "The screening process was efficient," said Taya. "I noticed that security is posted at all key areas of the base. I hope it's okay, but I added continuous foot patrols and ordered security personnel to carry phasers at all times." "I assume you've seen the report for what happened on the Mystique?" said Carson. "I did," said Taya. "That's why I went to see the admiral. Until we know more about what happened, I feel we should strictly limit who goes to any of the space docks. If we're facing a new enemy, we need to be very careful." "Actually I read you headed to sickbay yourself to check on the pilot (Williams I think?) that crashed. Anything interesting there?" "So far, it looks like mechanical failure, but I asked engineering to examine the wreckage. I'm waiting for their report," said Taya. Taya was enjoying the talk with Carson. She had no doubt they would make a good team. (reply Peters iyw, any) (posted by Rob B.) (Mars Facility – Outside Admiral’s Office – MO Ens(jg) Ailynn Bracken – 0942) Ailynn strode down the corridor that led to the Admirals office, wearing her uniform rather than her habitual scrubs, she drew a few off glances, and exchanged greetings as she wove through the general flow of people going about their business. Reaching the door, she hit the doorchime, and awaited for permission to enter. (Reply Remae) Entering the room, she approached the desk, and after seeing a pile of PADDs already on the desk, felt a trace of guilt. “Admiral, my apologies for the intrusion. My report on the Alyl…incident.” She handed the PADD over containing the full report that she had made. (Reply Remae) (Posted by Mark) (Mars Facility – Admiral’s Office - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 0945) “Come in.”, he said as the Ensign walked into his office as Remae waved, it was becoming automatic, he was waving at a nearby chair. “Admiral, my apologies for the intrusion. My report on the Alyl…incident.”, said Ensign Bracken and he handed a PADD to the Admiral which he promptly put down onto the pile on his desk without reading it. “Tell me, Doctor, how is he?, he quickly added, “Previously dead or not, I need as many hands as I can get - can I put him back on duty?”, asked the Admiral and he waited for the reply. (Reply from Taya, Bracken, Any) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (Starfleet Martian Ground Facilities -Corridor – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) Ire Williams - 13.10) He had managed to get released from medical but was still grounded for recuperation. Which meant that he had, had to let Ensign (J.G.) Biel lead the squadron. He chided himself for the feeling, Biel was a good pilot and a from what he could see would be commanding her own squadron in no time at all. The problem was the he had wanted to be up there, but he was stuck here for the moment, abut he was not stupid enough to go zooming around before he was probably healed as it could cause more problems. =^=All flight personnel, prepare to launch, this is not a drill, this is not a drill. Red Alert, we have inbound unidentified craft. We don't know if it's friend or foe=^= “The Void Haunter’s are scrambling but I am grounded, so I will try and get some info for you.” ~You are kidding me. Grounded at a time like this~ “Williams to Ensign” =^=Here Ire=^= He could hear her chopped words and realised she must have been sprinting to the hanger. “ Beil get the Void Haunter up I know we are behind every one else. I see if I can get up an update when you reach orbit.” =^=Copy that=^= ~Okay where the hell am, I supposed to be going~ He began to walk down the corridor towards the transporter hub. ~Ground side is not good I need to get a better idea of the situation. Ops on the star base~ (Starbase – Main Triage – MO Ens(jg) Ailynn Bracken (3 – 13:14) “Have you even met that group of pilots that bunch of trigger happy oafs probably won’t even take a hit.” Kasian knew she was all business, but also knew that might make some people feel more on edge. So he did what he felt was needed to make the situation less tense. Ailynn laughed. “Some of them are much less the flight jock than you’d think. I haven’t had a lot of time to catch up with others – you?” She asked, glad that they were at least talking again. “The head nurse Carter? Is kinda cute isn’t she” Kasian didn’t know how she was going to take that small comment he was just making a small observation. She turned to him, and sighed gently, shaking her head in good nature, though in her mind she took his comment, and compared it to how she felt yesterday. With that thought however, she turned to him, and smiled, “I don’t know her that well, seems very very able. And yes, beyond that, she’s very attractive.” As they walked toward main triage, she turned to him, “Look, I’ve been a terrible person these last two days, especially with the Alyl thing. I lost sight of what I could have done, and what I should have done; and I’m truly sorry.” (Reply Kaz) “I’m not done apologising, I had no right throwing orders around back there like my mother would have done. I’m such a bossy, thoughtless cow. Our families have been around each other for a long time now, and…I’m sorry.” (Reply Kaz) (Posted by Mark) (Starbase - OPS - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 13:15) The Red Alert klaxons were going off and all hell was breaking loose outside the station, on Mars and generally, everywhere. Ensign Ire Williams materialised onto the OPS Transporter Pad. “Sir. I have been released from medical but not flight-ready yet. I thought I could help the squadron from up here.”, said Ensign Ire Williams, Remae could have hugged the Ensign – the Admiral expected that the pilot would rather be flying but, nevertheless, he was going to take advantage of it. “Grab the OPS station, Ensign, tell me what’s going on out there.”, said the Admiral giving up the station to the Ensign as he walked towards the centre of the room. “Tactical on screen, he ordered over the noise of the comm channels. The fighters were engaging something and identification came in that Breen weapons were in use. Ensign Merek had found a novel approach to defending Mars and he finished his report by saying, ^= I can have her ready in 10 minutes. I’ll report when I’m finished Merek out. =^= ~ What the hell? ~ =^= All squadrons stand down. I repeat all squadrons stand down. Raiders appear to be disabled, a new ship is a Trill vessel, identifying as friendly =^= “Ensign Williams, tell Ensign Merek to continue but to stand by. That array is designed for diverting comets and could easily destroy a starship.”, he said and he looked back at the tactical display. The Trill ship, the one that had entered the system and triggered the Red Alert was now closer than before. Remae continued to watch the screen while the fighter squadron continued to head out to the Trill ship. “Cancel Red Alert – All Stations.”, he said to the computer and the klaxons went silent. (Starbase - OPS – Pilot - Ensign (J.G.) Ire Williams - 13.18) Ire materialised on the transporter padd in the corner of OPS. He stepped out into the room and realised that he was not alone and the at the Admiral was there. “Sir. I have been released from medical but not flight ready yet. I thought I could help the squadron from up here.” (Reply Ktell IYW) “Yes Sir.” He stepped over to one the main ops consoles and began to put data on the maim screen. The image of the system appeared along with icons representing Warbirds and the White Skulls moving towards the unknown three targets with the Red Dragons making orbit and the Void Haunter getting airborne. He also tuned the console’s speakers to the fighter wings general frequency and listened to what was going on. =^=All Squadrons, this is Red Dragons Commander, I've got a Type 11 running and ready to jam the bogeys sensors and systems once they are in Range. M02, M03, if you can identify if bogey is Friend of Foe, that be great. Either way, I trust you guys to get the job done. Rotor, Pointy, Road Runner, Red Dragons have your back, whats your sitrep=^= =^= Skull Leader to Red Dragon One, it appears the Marrion is early and she is being chased by raiders. Looking like Qualor II raiders. They are hot according to the Marrion chesed her always the way from Pellus. =^= “Void Haunter Actual to Red Dragon One. My squadron is heading up on your heals they will go high and provide overwatch so you can go and prosecute.” “Void Haunter Actual to Void Haunter Leader go high and provide overwatch so that Red Dragon can go in. if you see an opening attack on your descension.” =^= Void Haunter Leader copies and understand=^= He watched as the icons of White Skulls and Warbirds merge with the raiders with Red Dragon speeding towards the combat and the Void Haunters going high. =^= Skull Leader to all ships the raiders have Breen Weaponry. They are... =^= Ire flinched as the one of the peregrine fighters blinked off the screen. ~Ow god not~ The icon appeared again but weaker this time and Ire let out a breath that he had not realised that he was holding. There was a blurring of icons as the fighters kept engaging and attacking the raiders. He watched as the raider’s icons blinked from active to drifting status and he smiled. He suddenly looked up at the screen as another icon appeared. ~What’s this~ “Sir we have another ship dropping out of warp near the fighters.” (Reply Ktell) =^=All squadrons stand down. I repeat all squadrons stand down. Raiders appear to be disabled, new ship is a Trill vessel, Identifying as friendly=^= Ire saw all the squadrons power down as he turned to the Admiral. “Sir?” (Reply Ktell) (Reply Ktell, any) (Posted by Robbie) (Martian Surface – Verteron Array – Engineer – Ensign JG Keira Merek – 1320) The motor Petty Officer was NOT happy when Keira brought the utility truck back after fixing the main sensors. The scratches and one dent on the undersurface skip plate and micro fractures on the roll cage were of particular interest of his ire. She spent the better part of the morning doing diagnostics checks on the array and replacing most of the many parts that needed replacing, took lunch and made it back with time enough to finish the bulk of the repairs. A very old barely functioning but also very loud klaxon sounded alerting her to some threat. ~Red Alert, inbound intruder if I remember the older tones.~ She tapped her Combadge. “Ensign Merek reporting from Martian surface currently next to the verteron array do we have an intruder in bound?” (Reply Operations, whomever answers the phone) “Defenses are not operational, but the verteron array would make an excellent anti-air gun in a pinch.” She offered. (Reply Operations) “Repairing the targeting system would take over three additional hours of work, but she’s ready to fire. You feed me x and y coordinate vectors and percentage power and I can fire the array manually.” She reported. (Reply Operations) “I can have her ready in 10 minutes. I’ll report when I’m finished Merek out.” (Reply Operations) (Posted by Todd) (Type 11 Shuttlecraft Draco - Cockpit - CONN Ens JG Trip Williams - 13.36) Trip waited patiently to see if the Trill vessel would be able to respond to the morse code. What was mere minutes seemed much longer. Finally PO Rix chimed up. "Sir they are responding in morse code. Simple answer. Yes." "Good, Chief Taris, send them a reply in morse code for them to follow us back to Mars Base, we'll have a squadron escort them." Chief Taris nodded in the affirmative and sent the morse reply. Trill vessel, please follow fighter squadron to Mars Starbase. Assistance will be provided for there. (Reply Trill) Trip smiled, crisis would be averted, or so he hoped. Accessing the shuttles comms he radioed to the Starbase. "Red Dragon One to Starbase, come in OPS. We have a Trill ship inbound to your location with fighter escort. Be advised her communications are down. We're picking no other vessel up on sensors." (Reply any in OPS) "Red Dragon One to Warbirds One, Ravok, I need the Warbirds to escort the Trill vessel to Starbase, Treat them like a diplomatic escort." (Reply Ravok) "Fly save pointy." Trip smiled, he had seen Ravok around campus, he, Ire, and Trip were all class of '44 but he never interacted with them at all at the academy. Before he could assess how Alex and Skull squadron was doing a transmission came in over the comms. =^= Skull Leader to Red Dragon Leader, what are my orders? =^= "Its good to hear from you Skull Leader." A huge smile appeared on Trip's face, "I hope everything is ok Alex, it looked like things were dicey for a moment, I'm glad that the Samson is back up. Would hate to lose you." Trip paused for a moment, realizing how awkward his last satement was quickly added, "On day one, that is, you're a valuable asset." (Reply Petrova) "The Warbirds will be escorting the Trill ship to Starbase. You can have Skull Squadron finish their patrol, but why don't you escort our new 'friends' back to mars base. Good catch. I bet security will love to meet them." (Reply Petrova) "Oh and Alex, if any of y'all need to see a med team after the skirmish, please do so. I know you're tough, but you're only a mere mortal. Red Dragon Leader out." (Reply Petrova if you want) Trip then turned to Rix and Taris, "Alright then, let's get this bird back home. Good job team." Plotting a course to Mars, for some reason Trip couldn't help but smile. There was a mystery Trill ship and he couldn't wait to find out what it all meant. (Reply Trill, OPS, Ravok, Petrova) (posted by Will Banowsky) (Starbase - OPS - CO Admiral Remae Ktell – 13:40) =^= Red Dragon One to Starbase, come in OPS. We have a Trill ship inbound to your location with fighter escort. Be advised her communications are down. We're picking no other vessel up on sensors. =^= “Very good – escort them to the starbase. We have a spare external docking connection for harddock. Docking Bay 3 is available.”, he said and then said to Ensign Williams. “Arrange the docking, Ensign and then shall we go and meet our Trill guests?”, he said, leaving where he had been standing and finally releasing the control panel he had been gripping onto tightly. (Reply from Ire Williams, Any) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (Fighter Hangar Bay, Mars Base ENS j.g-OPS Alexandra Petrova, PO3rd Chris Castile ENG 13:45 Hours) =^= White Skull Squadron you have permission to land, wait for the Automatic Lander beacon to take over. There should be some security in the base hangar to meet you there =^= Casile said at the hangar bay controls. Behind him were half a dozen security officers. "Confirmed hanger bay, Wait you got the ALS working?" Alex said in reply. =^= My orders were to focus all repair to the hangar, this was a priority, we also have the fuel line working and a munitions loader. Even managed to get another Peregrine up and working. So you don't have to borrow the Samson any more. =^= ~ You one legged son of a bitch, Thank you~ She thought. "Confirmed Docking Bay. Be prepared he is in stasis, You never want to turn your back on a Breen." She said as automation and a tractor beam took over bringing the runabout in for a landing. There was a momentary thud as the runabout landed gently. The rest of the Skulls had landed and at the large craft docking the S.S, Maid Marrion landed as well. Alexandra took off her helmet, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then stepped out. She saw it, the new Skull One. A starfighter with the Skull and Crossbones on it. The name Petrova,A. Stenciled near the cockpit, there was also a skull and crossbones on it as well as the other members of Skull Squadron. Bay even looked a little more cleaned up. She felt proud of herself. Her first real combat mission and she felt she did outstanding. Now if that was recognized or not wasn't up to her. "Welcome home sir." The Petty Officer said. "Well the day isn't over yet, got a freighter and a diplomatic ship that may need unloading. Grab a few hands and see what you can do to help." She said. Castile felt a wave of fatigue hit him, "I will get some of my best on it, Right now its time for my mandatory eight off." She nodded. (No Response needed) (Posted by Robert H and Kaylah) (PO3rd Christopher Castile-ENG, Reactor Room Mars Base 14:30 Hours-Z) Castile was finishing up the final touches of restoring main power. That was if the containment held. He looked over and said, “Okay La Chance, we are going to flip the negative connectors up first. This way we ground the EPS poles, unlike last time where we ended up...” La Chance didn't let him finish he just said, “Magnapoles grounded. Solar cells outside are up and running.” “So okay once we get this done, the next thing to do is make sure coupler A is connected to cable two.” Castile added. La Chance said, “Done, you are also being rotated out as soon as the Marrion lands, Schummer and I got things you can go see Kelley.” Castile smiled for a second, “Cajun you are good, thanks. I just may do that...” There was a flip of a switch then a spark and the computer said, (Main Power Online, Life Support at seventy six percent, shield batteries are charging, Defense grid offline. Auxillary generators being charged. Error, holodecks offline, error hangbay control is damaged, error in logic pathway to external sensor pallets, Laser Communication online.) “Alright you and Schummer get some rest, beer is sitting in lab four, pulled her from the boiler. She should be a little strong but drinkable.” Castile said. There was a voice it was Schummers, “Is he in trouble?” “Thank you” was all the chief petty officer said as he headed off in the direction indicated hoping it was the right one. As he approached Castile, Tamblyn thought the Damage Control Technician looked like someone who had a rough life and was trying to do themselves in with hard work and alcohol. Charles had been there himself until his mentor had found him and straightened him out. “PO3 Castile, you have a moment?” Castile looked up. He had worked a tripple shift so he was positive he looked like a racoon. The only thing he saw was the Chief Petty Officer rank and he figured he was about to be lectured about something he did. He let himself focus in the space in front of him and said, “Yes sir?” (Response Tamblyn) (Posted by Robert) (Mars defense hangar- M03 hangar bay - pilot Ens JG Ravok- 1500) Ravok was standing outside of the M03 squadrons type 11 craft running some diagnostics on its systems when he was alerted by the computer =/\= In coming message =/\= He walked over to a terminal and sat down " " on screen at my current location" " The screen turned on . A klingon woman appeared on screen. It was his step mother. " Mom , it's so good to see you. " =/\= Lathuel . I dont know how to tell you this but, theres been incident=/\= Ravok leaned towards the screen . " Mom what happened?" His eyes reflected great sorrow and pain . =/\= The Darmod was attacked near Vulcan space. We were on our way to pick up a shipment and we were surrounded by 7 small crafts and they hit us with what we are being told are high energy weapons . Breen weapons ...your father and S'vet were on the bridge . They ..they destroyed the bridge and they are both gone. Me and Gornot were servicing the engine terminals of deck 4 . Every system on the ship powered down. We got it back up just before we ran out of air by that time a boarding party had laid waste to the ship. We were rescued by a vulcan patrol cruiser .=/\= Ravok fell back in his chair. His eyes filled with tears " are you sure hes gone ? Are you positive the boarding party didnt take him ?" He asked =/\= The vulcans found your fathers remains but they didnt find any sign of S'vet. One of vulcans even assured me there were no traces of reman remains to be found anywhere. =/\= Ravok wiped the tears from his eyes . " What kind of ships were these ?"he asked with a serious and furious tone . His step mother took a deep breath . =/\= the vulcans say our ships logs indicate they are Qualor in origin but heavily modified ,once our systems were completely shut down an attack was easy for them =/\= Ravok started screaming profanity in Romulan. His breathing intesnified. After a moment he gained his composure. He leaned back towards the screen and looked around. " I cant say much for security reasons. Duty comes before everything. But I promise you mother I will find out what is going on and I will find out what happened to uncle S'vet. I have to go I love you mother " =/\=I love you too Lathuel =/\= Ravok discontinued the transmission and sat there blankly looking off into the empty hangar. He might as well of been looking into the void. ( replay any who may have heard the screaming (Posted by Davis)