Posting list in chronological order:

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Mission: Inalienable Rights, Day Nine
Stardate: 2405.08.27
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(Starbase Geneva - Primary Trade Deck en route to Conference Lounge - FO 
Lise Arianna - 12.42)
(Starbase Geneva - Conference Room - TAC/ASC Vladek Rofellian - 15:20)
(Starbase Geneva - Conference Room - Conn Ensign Wilson - 15:21)
(Starbase Geneva - Conference Room - CO - Captain Aragorn - 15:25)
(Starbase Geneva - outside Conference Room - CO - Captain Aragorn - 15:45)
(Starbase Geneva - Ready Room - CO - Captain Aragorn - 15:55)
(Starbase Geneva - Shuttle Bay 1 - Conn Ensign Wilson - 15:55) (Forwarded 
time half an hour)
(Starbase Geneva - Shuttle Bay 1 - Control Section - Conn Ensign Wilson 
1600) (Time + half hour)
(Starbase Geneva, Shuttle Pod 1 on-route to USS Boudicca, Conn Wilson, 
1605) (Time + half hour)
(Starbase Geneva - Transporter Room 1 - Ensign Gordon Fledridge - 1610) 
(Changed time forward)
(USS Boudicca - Shuttle Bay Two - Conn Ensign Wilson - 16:30) (Time + half 
hour)
(Shuttle Craft Outside Starbase Geneva - SPC Vicki Sevant - 17.00)
(Starbase Geneva - Customs deck - SPC Vicki Sevant - Jayne and T'Loren 
Sevant -17.04)
(Starbase Geneva - Counsellor's office - ACOUNS Ensign (jg) Tap Roft - 17.19)
(Starbase Geneva - Outside ACOUNS' office - SPC Vicki Sevant - 17.20)
(Starbase Geneva - Guest Quarters - CO - Captain Aragorn - 17:55)
(Starbase Geneva - Outside Admiral's Module - CO - Captain Aragorn - 1859)

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Mission: Inalienable Rights, Day Nine
Stardate: 2405.08.27
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(Starbase Geneva, Primary Trade Deck en route to Conference Lounge, FO Lise 
Arianna, 12.42)

Lise was sauntering down the promenade deck she felt so relieved.  However, 
that feeling of warmth and carefreeness was somewhat dimmed by the feeling 
that somewhere, Yori was lying in Sickbay, something completely wrong.

She touched her face, it was a reminder to her of how wrong things were. 
But somehow, there was some other feeling in her, a feeling of warmth, and 
that made all her concerns and worries dim.

Her commbadge sparked to life.

=^= Actun to Arianna =^=

"Arianna here, go ahead"

=^= We have found what caused the Commander's change in behaviour.  An 
alien artefact hidden inside his quarters was found.  It's in the hands of 
the Scientists for further analyses.  Security will investigate how it 
ended up in Commander Yori's quarters. =^=

There was a momentary pause, Lise was about to say something else but 
instead Actun continued.

=^= This would conclude my part of the investigation.  I will now 
concentrate on searching for similar incidents as you mentioned before. 
I've also asked Lieutenant Isengard to inform me if they find any link or 
something or someone outside Geneva. =^=

"Very good Commander.  Thank you." Lise responded, her tone suddenly 
clipped and professional.  "Continue to keep me apprised of the situation."

<<Reply Actun>>

"Arianna out."

Lise kept walking, the results of this conversation weighing heavily on her 
mind.  Something had infiltrated Yori's mind?  How had that been possible? 
And when did it start?  Was last night..,..  Yori or, had the device been 
activated then?  There were now even more questions that needed answering. 
And.. she reasoned, that the answers were not likely to occur anytime soon.

She frowned.  Feeling sorry for herself wasn't the answer, she had a 
meeting to get to, and several other things to do.  And so, Lise pressed on.

(Reply Actun, any)
(Posted by Katherine Mazurok)

****

(Starbase Geneva, Conference Room , TAC/ASC Vladek Rofellian, 2405.08.27.15:20)

Vladek was waiting to the CO's response when Wilson intervened If I may be 
so bold Captain, Ensign Wilson Conn.

"Oh, be bold, Ensign. Be very bold if you feel that you need to be," the 
Captain said with a grin.

Well, Captain, if they need a good Helmsman then you have me if I am 
needed? Sir. the Ensign said.

"I will definitely keep that in mind, Ensign. But my thoughts on what kind 
of actions I think we should take, I would like to discuss with you all 
after we have made sure that we all know what we're dealing with. As for 
you, Ensign," Aragorn said, turning to the TAC/ASC, "I get the distinct 
impression that you are Romulan."

Vladek smiled.

"You remind me of another Romulan I once met. Enarrain Kalpek Doth. She was 
high-strung, utterly arrogant, but in the end did what was necessary. I 
remember her fondly. You're not related to her, are you?"

~ At last someone that wants to know more about me ~ thought Vladek in 
replying "No Sir, in fact I'm related to nobody, I was discovered as a baby 
with my dead parents in the scout ship by a federation starship, I've been 
adopted by the TAC/SC who had raised me like his own son so despite my 
appearance I'm more human than Romulan."

"But anyway, be advised, Ensign, that there will be people on board who 
cannot distinguish between a Starfleet officer with Romulan features and a 
Romulan spy. Things might become a bit difficult for you. But please rest 
assured that I'll regard you as a most trusted officer until you show me 
otherwise. As for your vessel, I really would like to have a look at it. I 
was unaware of this and this surprise might just tip the balance slightly 
in our favour. However, I would like to see more people becoming familiar 
with your ship. Can you prepare a guided tour for me, Commander Arianna, 
Ensign.... Wilson, was it? And your boss, of course."

"Sure Captain, I'll be honoured to show you all her capacities but before 
that I must transfer the ship from the Boudicca to one of the station's 
shuttlebay, perhaps Mr Wilson could help me, he seemed so impatient to 
pilot something." Vladek replied in turning to Wilson.

(Reply Wilson, any)
(Posted by Patrick  Buidin)

****

(Starbase Geneva, Conference Room,Conn Ensign Wilson,15:21)

"Sure Captain, I'll be honoured to show you all her capacities but before 
that I must transfer the ship from the Boudicca to one of the station's 
shuttle bay, perhaps Mr Wilson could help me, he seemed so impatient to 
pilot something." Vladek replied to the captain and then turned to face 
John. John then replied feeling quite self-conscious about being in a room 
surrounded by people.

"It would be my pleasure; my shoulder is fine now. I will organise a bay to 
be cleared right now if that is all Captain?" John asked ready to get on 
with his new job.

<<Reply Aragorn>>

"Shall we then Mr Rofellian?" John said gesturing to the door.

<<Reply Vladek>>

John then began to walk out of the room followed by Vladek.

****

(Starbase Geneva - Conference Room - CO - Captain Aragorn - 15:25)

"Hi, Captain.  I'm Ensign Roft.  The BRAND NEW counselor of this station. "

Aragorn, a smile playing around his lips, looked in the direction of the 
voice and saw a Bolian standing up, looking at him.

"I take it you were a counselor as well, somewhere in your career. You 
invited crew to ask help from you and me. I don't want you to exclude 
yourself from that invitation.  My door is open to you too.  Don't take 
offense in what I say.  I'm merely implying that everyone needs someone to 
talk to from time to time and I would be glad to help in any way."

For a moment, Aragorn was taken aback by the 'bluntness' of the 'attack'. 
Then his smile appeared again.

"You have every right to mention that fact, Ensign," he started. "Now, I 
know from my own personal experiences, that people tend to regard a meeting 
with a counselor as proof of the fact that they are mad or fear that others 
will think that you are mad, simply because you have a meeting with the 
counselor."

"Now in my case, we don't need a meeting to ascertain whether or not I am 
mad. I know I am, at least according to the 'standard' human standards. And 
one thing I do not, is to conform to the 'standard' human standards. But 
enough of me for now. I thank you for your invitation. Oh, and by the way, 
do you enjoy a good beer? Just so I know what I have to bring for our first 
meeting. I am afraid we won't be really talking 'shop' then, you see? I see 
my wife little enough when I am on duty, and she basically forces me to 
tell her everything afterwards. She means well, I guess."

Aragorn grinned broadly.

"Anyway, seeing that I have heard from almost everybody, here is what we 
have to do."

Aragorn looked around the room.

"Seeing that Starfleet has decided not to inform us, I think we can safely 
assume that anybody who is mentioning the Nimitz to anyone of you must be 
up to something. So I would suggest that if somebody contacts you, other 
that the people in this room, you smile at them and use your commbadge to 
contact mister Isengard. The message should be that the proposed meeting 
cannot take place yet and that it will be reconvened at a later date. That 
will then warn the Security staff of a possible incursion. Do you think we 
should act immediately and interrogate the person who asked the question, 
Lieutenant Isengard?"

(Reply Walker).

Aragorn nodded.

"Ok, next thing on the agenda. If the Nimitz makes it over here, it will 
have to be repaired. Now as I understand it, we are not that well stocked 
with Engineers, especially ones that can oversee such a large operation. 
Mr. Pitt, I am afraid I have to ask you to put on your Engineering uniform 
again and oversee the repairs of that ship. Please make sure that 
everything is ready for when she gets in. Since we won't be able to get her 
into our drydock, thanks to the size of it, it might be best to start 
training the Engineers so they can use environmental suits and have some 
experience with working in zero g. I expect that there will be some 
workbees to assist you, but most likely not enough."

(Reply Dirk)

"Now if the ship is being repaired, the crew won't be able to stay onboard. 
Therefore we must make room for the Nimitz crew to sleep on the base. Now 
if my information is correct, the base holds at present 325 persons. Some 
of them are in transfer, some of them are traders, but they are ALL taking 
up space. Now the complement of the Nimitz was about 700 people. So we will 
have to find a way to house 700 people, make sure that we can provide them 
with food and beverages and anything else that they need. Unfortunately the 
Starbase can only hold a maximum of 1000 people. So it is safe to say that 
things will become cramped. Mr. Arianna, I have to pass this job over to 
you. Tear down any walls that you think you need, turn the holodecks into 
dormitories. The only place that you aren't allowed to use will be the 
medical facilities."

(Reply Lise)

"Because, Dr." Aragorn turned to the medical officer, "You will have your 
work cut out for you as well. I am pretty sure that the ship will hold many 
patients, some of them they were able to help, but some of them they 
couldn't help. You will have to use your staff and facilities and prepare 
them for the coming onslaught."

(Reply Francais)

"Which brings me to the next possible problem area. The mental health of 
the Nimitz crew. Limping home isn't doing crew morale any favours. Being 
attacked and heavily damaged doesn't either. So I expect that the Nimitz 
crew will be in need of counselling and activities to take their mind of 
things. Mr. Roft, I will leave that ball in your court."

(Reply Tap)

"That basically concludes what we can do for the Nimitz at the moment. But 
we have other worries too. Possible Romulan incursions for one. Just 
remember that the RSE had about 5 months to draw their plans and that means 
they can have done a lot. However, no reason for us to make life easy for 
them. Mr. Isengard, double watch for all security personnel. Also make sure 
that our defences are ready for the moment that we would need them. I doubt 
that two mark 10 phasers will be a serious threat to anybody, but you never 
know."

(Reply Walker)

"Mr. Wilson! Seeing that you re our flyboy, make sure that all our 
secondary vessels are able to launch at a moments notice, including the 
Oberth that I have seen lying about here somewhere. I want to use them just 
before the Nimitz arrives to conduct a tachyon sweep of the whole area. 
This way, if there is any cloaked vessel, we will find it."

(Reply John)

"That reminds me, Mr Lantsa, I want you to configure the sensors so that we 
will have a continuous scan of our surroundings for space dust distribution 
and ion gas concentrations. Romulan cloaking technology does not make the 
ships under cloak loose their mass. So wherever a cloaked ship is 
flying  it will push aside the particles that are in space, like gas 
molecules and space dust like the wake of a ship. have the sensors look out 
for those space matter concentrations. It will give us a continuous warning 
whether or not there is a cloaked vessel about. Of course, we know that the 
ship uses ionised gas for it's propulsion at sub-light speeds, but since we 
have used that to found cloaked vessels before, they might have come up 
with a defence against it. Mr. Lee, I want you to assist the Operations 
Officer with reconfiguring the sensors."

(Reply Tianna, Sasha)

"Also, Mr. Lee, I want you to assist Commander Actun with his search. It is 
too much of a coincidence that the former CO was taken down, just as the 
Nimitz was about to return. Mr. Actun, please continue with your line of 
investigation."

(Reply Sasha, Actun)

Aragorn looked over his assembled staff.

"Ok, guys, let's bring this show on the road! And remember, not a word to 
this to the public. If they ask you difficult questions, make up some 
answers. Dismissed!"

Everyone filed out of the room and Aragorn took the opportunity to have a 
breather. When he re-opened his eyes he saw that the Admiral had not left. 
She approached him and said with a stern voice: "Captain.  I would like to 
discuss this information that you have discovered and discussed at this 
meeting.  Please report to my office at 1900 hours this evening.  That 
should give you time to prepare your materials for my review."

"I will see you then, Captain," she said as she walked out of the room, 
leaving Aragorn to grunt. Sighing, he tapped his commbadge. "Captain 
Aragorn to First Officer. Mr. Arianna, you will have to do me a favour. 
Could you................?"

(reply none)

(Starbase Geneva - outside Conference Room - CO - Captain Aragorn - 15:45)

"Captain?"

Aragorn turned round and looked at the strange Starfleet officer that had 
addressed him.

"Yes, Commander?" he answered back after a look at the rank pips.

"Sir, I am Richard Ian Lee. I have important information for you. Is there 
somewhere where we could talk undisturbed?"

Frowning Aragorn looked over the officer.

"I guess we could go to my Ready Room," he said. "Will that do?"

The officer nodded and Aragorn led him to it.

(Starbase Geneva - Ready Room - CO - Captain Aragorn - 15:55)

"Ok, Mr. Lee," Aragorn said as he sat down behind his desk. His hand played 
with the book that was lying on the table. It was his present for Lise.

~She must have left it behind because she didn't want to take it to the 
meeting.~

"Ok, so where's the fire?" he asked the Commander." And why is it so 
hush-hush?"

The Commander licked his lips.

"At the moment, the Nimitz is a dangerous subject, Sir."

Aragorn's eyes narrowed for a second, then he smiled.

"Ahh, I see.Oh please excuse me, I just remembered something." He said 
apologetically as his hand touched the commbadge.

"Captain to Mr. Isengard. I am sorry to say this but the proposed meeting 
cannot take place yet. It will be reconvened at a later date. Please inform 
me when you are ready, I am in my Ready Room at the moment."

(Reply Walker, R.I.Lee)

****

(Starbase Geneva - Transporter Room 1 - Ensign Gordon Fledridge - 1610)

   Gordon watched as the bluish/white light faded around him, and the 
Geneva transporter room became clear.

   He could scarcely believe the last couple of days, from his whirlwind 
training session to his graduation and immediate posting as an Engineer on 
Geneva station. He hadn't even had a chance to call his father back home 
and tell him the news, and already he found himself standing in the middle 
of a transporter pad, scarcely aware of what to do next.

   With a quick nod at the transporter control panel, he strode swiftly out 
of the room, anxious to meet up with the CO.

   ~Hopefully that wasn't too rude,~ he thought in passing, as he reached 
the turbolift door. The doors slid open, and he stepped through.

   "Deck 13," he said, and the turbolift began gliding upwards.

   ~Remember to stand straight, don't mumble, and pretend like you're not 
about to vomit up your Adam's Apple~.

   The doors slid open, and he strode down the hallway. Upon reaching the 
door marked "Commanding Officer", he pushed the call button, and the doors 
slid open immediately.

   Seated at a desk in front of him was a man with brownish/red hair and 
brown eyes. He looked at him sternly, and Gordon snapped to attention.

   "Junior Ensign - ah - I mean, Ensign Junior Grade Fledridge reporting 
for duty." He paused, and then remembered himself: "Sir! Uh.. oh, God. 
Sorry, Sir. Ensign Fledridge reporting for duty, Sir."

   ~Nice. Maybe you should throw your PADD at him, too. That'll impress him.~

   Gordon sighed inwardly, and closed his eyes.

   (reply Aragorn)
   (posted by Dave Robinet)

****

(Starbase Geneva, Shuttle bay 1, Conn Ensign Wilson, 15:55)

John and Vladek walked along the shuttle bay heading towards the control 
room; John walked over to a crewman standing near a runabout running test.

"Parak," John shouted over the sounds of shuttles being repaired.

"Sir how may I help you?" Parak Replied

"Can you have the main area cleared of that Danube you are getting a new 
toy to have a play with, Move the Danube to bay 2, Ok." John said

"Aye Sir," Parak Replied

"Oh and tell Grei, Papavich and Osalanger they need all the shuttles ready 
to go by 16:00," John said Parak nodded and Started to move off towards the 
cockpit of the Danube Shuttle. John turned around to face Vladek.

"I am clearing a space on this deck if you have got no problem with that, 
this deck is already Federation only and we can have security brought down 
here if you want to be safer." John yelled over the noises.

<<Reply Vladek>>

John pointed towards a door to the back of the hanger they began to move 
off towards it.

(Starbase Geneva, Shuttle Bay 1, Control Section, Conn Ensign Wilson 16:00)

John moved over to the computer panel over looking the bay and sat down 
John keyed in a command into the panel and the doors began to open, John 
then pushed another button and spoke.

"All hands clear the Flight deck," John said over the comm. link. The 
Danube shuttle began to take off and head out of the bay, it slid out of 
the doors and out into space.

"Right Mr Rofellian, do you want to go and get your ship then?" John asked.

<<Reply Vladek>>

"Good we will take a shuttle pod there is a couple moored in this section;" 
John motioned towards the door.

(Starbase Geneva, Shuttle Pod 1 on-route to USS Boudicca, Conn Wilson, 16:05)

John sat at the pilot's seat keying in commands looking forward out into 
space, John continued to look forward but spoke to Vladek.

"So raised by security, that had to be tough," John said trying to make 
conversation with Vladek.

<<Reply Vladek>>

"Well, what do you know about this scout ship, I have never come up close 
with one in real life." John said.

<<Reply Vladek>>

"Is it totally operational?" John asked wanted to know what to expect.

<<Reply Vladek>>

"Can I ask you for a favour then?" John Spoke again, John had wanted to ask 
this question since he had found out about the Shuttle. John had become 
like a kid when they knew Christmas was on the way.

<<Reply Vladek>>

"Can my lads have a look at your shuttle and scan it do tests all of that 
only if you approve, Feel free to say no but they would kill me if I did 
not ask at least ask you," John said awaiting A response.

<<Reply Vladek>>

" Oh and call me John, Wilson is so Erm... Impersonal," John said wanting 
to feel more relaxed around his new colleague.

John turned the shuttle pod and saw the USS Boudicca,

~Ok that is quite a big ship, ~ John thought to himself feeling quite 
impressed by the size of the ship and at the same time dwarfed in his 
little pod.

"Is the Ship in bay one or two, Vladek ?"John said.

<<Reply Vladek>>

"Right Two it is," John spoke and keyed in the docking protocols the 
shuttle pod slid into the ship gently and came to a stop.

(USS Boudicca, Shuttle Bay Two, Conn Ensign Wilson, 16:30)

John stood up Vladek already two steps ahead of him. They both stepped out 
into the Shuttle bay John looked around.

~HA my shuttle bays are bigger than Yours are, Take that you smug Vulcan, ~ 
John thought to himself.

Vladek was already over at the Romulan Vessel John walked over to him.

"So that's the Lady I have herd so much about," John said acting like a Kid 
around a present.

<< Reply Vladek>>

Vladek opened up the vessel and they both stepped inside of it John walked 
around and sat over where Vladek Gestured.  John looked down at the panel.
"Did I fail to mention that my Romulan reading skills are lacking," John 
said noticing the slight smile Vladek cracked?

<<Reply Vladek>>

John then watched as Vladek contacted the Bridge to request permission to 
launch. The Romulan vessel then cut through into space and towards the 
Geneva. John moved his hands over the controls gently maneuvering the 
vessel through space carefully watched by Vladek.

(Reply Aragorn, Rofellian, Any)
(Posted By Richard Bowes)

****

(Shuttle Craft Outside Starbase Geneva, SPC Vicki Sevant, 17.00)

"Jayne you sit down this instant, can't you see that you're annoying the 
pilot, and he's repeatedly asked you to SIT DOWN!!!" Vicki rose her voice 
on the last bit. She was beginning to get cabin fever for more than one reason.

Her travel from Earth with the two children should have been peaceful.  She 
was in a time of mourning, as she had lost her mother recently.  This 
should have been a time when family stuck together - Well, not entirely.

Vicki consistently berated herself, as it was entirely her fault that 
things had unfolded as they had.  She looked over at her sweet eight year 
old child to see... a girl, with dyed black hair, make up to make her skin 
look pale, a nose ring and a tattoo that branded her as a part of a group - 
and not a very nice group at that.

This is what Jayne had become and Vicki couldn't believe that it had 
happened under her very own eyes.  Vicki hadn't dealt well with her 
mother's death.  Everything in the world was becoming so difficult, she 
longed for their paradi- She stopped her thought.  She had to be strong, 
there was no
way that she could let herself think like that, it would only lead to disaster.

Her mother had been so ill, and Vicki had stayed by her side.  T'Loren 
stayed by her side in turn, but Jayne, was restless.  She didn't want to be 
cooped up in an old house with some old dying woman that she hardly knew, 
and she didn't want to make the effort to get to know her 
grandmother.  This disturbed Vicki beyond all doubt.  But, luckily, for 
her, (or so she thought
at the time) one of Vicki's cousins who had kids a little older than Jayne 
said that she could mind Jayne for a while.  Vicki was so grateful, she 
could hardly deal with her own mother's death and T'Loren and Jayne who was 
always restless.

Vicki had asked T'Loren if she wanted to go with her sister, but T'Loren 
was always the shyer of the two girls, and she wanted merely to remain at 
Vicki's side.  Jayne however jumped at the chance.  She got to see kids! 
How much better could that be.

Vicki berated herself. It had been years since she'd had such associations 
with the family and amidst all her grief and struggle she'd neglected to 
check out this cousin and her family, she had merely assumed that because 
they were family and that her cousin had made such a kind offer, that 
everything would be okay - It was not.

Jayne had packed her belongings within a half hour and was out like a shot 
with Cousin Maureen.  Vicki, was grateful, as she went back to tending her 
mother, T'Loren never wavering from her side.

Vicki wasn't an irresponsible parent, she didn't think, she called to check 
up on Jayne twice or three times daily, she talked to Cousin Maureen, and 
Jayne in turn, and Jayne seemed to be having ever so much fun.

However, that fun was linked to a higher issue.  Cousin Maureen's children 
were involved in a drug trading ring.  They were working for drug lords,
running deliveries from one place to another.  When Jayne was 'going out to 
play with them' she wasn't just doing the normal childhood things like 
playing with the hover scooter at the park, or what not.  She was making 
deliveries for the Et Altapa drug ring.

And that was when it had started, the change in hair colour, they hall had 
the same dyed black hair look.  The nose ring, a sing of status and 
induction, and the tattoo, the key to their membership. Jayne had become a 
member of a drug ring.

Shortly after Jayne went to stay at Cousin Maureen's Vicki's mother had 
died.  Vicki was heartbroken.  She grieved for days and days, her was 
almost blind to the world around her.  So blind in fact that when her 
eight, almost nine-year-old daughter showed up to the funeral with her hood 
of her coat drawn up she didn't see that her hair had been cut and dyed in 
a specific
fashion.

Vicki scolded herself time and time again, it was all her fault she should 
never have let Jayne go.  She looked across at the girl who rolled her 
eyes, and wore clothing that was way beyond her years.  Although eight, 
Jayne dressed as if she was fourteen or fifteen.  Vicki shook her 
head.  She'd tried to get Jayne to change her clothes, tried to get her to 
change her attitude, but she was still so angry with Vicki for having 
kidnapped her from her friends and 'new family' that she would do nothing 
to help her.

That was what Vicki had to do.  Jayne was becoming inducted into this 
complex ring fast.  She was everything desirable, young, quick and she had 
talent.  They didn't want to let her go.  On the other hand, there was no 
way in H**L that Vicki was going to lose her daughter.

And so, she got together, an uncle and another family friend, an together, 
the three of them went after Jayne.  Jayne had been left to make a delivery 
of her own (her first sign of complete acceptance and trust) on a remote 
planet.  The members of Et Altapa had merely dropped her off and stated 
that they would collect her after the time had past.

However, there was someone else waiting for her.  Vicki and her uncle and 
friend grabbed Jayne and then fought their way back to Earth.  It had been 
the most trying time of Vicki's life. Jayne had kicked and screamed and 
even bit Vicki.  All the while Vicki had to be strong, and had to be firm 
with Jayne.  She was NOT going back there was no way that that ring was 
going to have HER daughter.  Not while she was still alive.

That had been questioned though when Jayne had pulled a knife on Vicki and 
had tried to stab her.  After the encounter, and Jayne had been sent to her 
room, Vicki was literally in tears, there was no way that she could deal 
with this monster that had become her daughter.

She thought instinctively of calling Cally on subspace.  But she knew that 
she could not.  He would have wanted that but, she couldn't bring herself 
to admit what a failure she was or had been with their eldest 
daughter.  And there was hope, hope that she'd be able to straighten Jayne 
out before they got back to the Nimitz.  She hoped.

But now, here they were, at the docking bay of Starbase Geneva, due to 
rendezvous with the Nimitz very soon, and Jayne sat in her chair and chewed 
her bubble gum in a rather loud and rude fashion as she stared out the 
window, longing to be with her friends, with her 'real' family.

Jayne glanced over at T'Loren's teddy bear.  There was something special 
about it that only she knew.  This was the way that she would make her 
mark, she would still have her 'family ' accept her, she knew it.  All it 
would take would be a little more cunning and Jayne could handle that, she 
knew she could.  If only her mother and her constant yammering would go 
away.  It was always 'can't this' and 'can't that' whereas with the group 
elders it was always a situation of empowerment.  She could do what she 
wanted if she completed certain tasks, and the tasks were simple enough, 
not to mention the rewards.

Never before had she felt so close to being in the place of her childhood. 
One time she had been permitted to taste what she was carrying about it. 
It.. it, brought her back to a time and place that was akin to her 
childhood.  A place of pleasure, a feeling of tranquillity and peace.  When 
it wore off, though it reminded Jayne exactly of her passage into what he 
parents called the 'real' world.  She would do anything to get back to that 
place again... anything.

And so she stared at the teddy bear for it held the key.  And who would 
suspect T'Loren anyway? She was such a goodie two shoes that no one would 
think that she was doing anything wrong.

Jayne felt like laughing.  Those adults, they thought they were so smart 
but they didn't know, they couldn't outsmart her.  She looked at her tattoo 
which adorned the back of her left hand.  It had her house symbol and 
crest. She took comfort in it, she was a member of something bigger, 
something greater.  Greater than her simple plain mother.  This was 
something truly worthwhile, and for the first time, Jayne liked being in 
the 'real' world. Now if only she'd been let to return.  She glared at her 
mother.  Yes, Vicki would pay.  Jayne knew it.

"We've arrived, you can transport over and your belongings will be 
transported directly to your quarters."

Vicki nodded and thanked the pilot profusely and again apologised for 
Jayne's behaviour.  She had long since given up on Jayne apologising for 
herself.  And so they were transported to the customs area on Starbase Geneva.

(Starbase Geneva, Customs deck, SPC Vicki Sevant, Jayne and T'Loren Sevant,
17.04)

"And have you anything to declare" A woman in a high nasal tone spouted.

"No, not that I'm aware of."   Vicki said as she shot Jayne a warning glare.

Jayne looked at her mother with boredom.  This was boring, now a chase in 
the shuttle, that had been exciting.  Jayne looked at her mother again very 
judgementally, she was missing everything.  She didn't know what the good 
life was, she didn't know the meaning of excitement she didn't know how 
truly rich that life could be and she certainly didn't understand the 
meaning of family.  Jayne looked at the crest on the back of her hand. 
That, was family.

Jayne watched in disgust as her mother orchestrated the affairs of coming 
aboard.  Everything went, without incident.  Jayne silently cheered for 
joy. But it wasn't a super thrill, not like it had been the time she had 
snuck across the continent boarder on some planet in a garbage can, in the 
hopes of not being discovered.  That was excitement.  This, was nothing.

Vicki glowered at Jayne.  Jayne merely shrugged, her mother knew nothing. 
Absolutely nothing.

"Thank you so much officer" Vicki had stated as she lead her two children 
down the hallway.

She needed to get things settled, and also she needed some time to think. 
She took Jayne and Vicki and checked them into the centre.  The lady at the 
front desk gave Jayne a sort of odd look.

"Keep an extra close eye on that one, she likes to wander."  Vicki stated

"I assure you ma'am our child care centre has the finest security possible -"

"Trust me, keep an eye on her, that hasn't stopped her before." Vicki 
interrupted.

After T'Loren had given her mother a good bye hug and kiss, and had gone in 
to play and meet the children there, Jayne rolled her eyes in disgust and 
went over and sulked in a corner.

****

(Starbase Geneva, Counsellor's office, ACOUNS Ensign (jg) Tap Roft, 17.19)

Tap's first day did not require him to do nothing.  It might not seem much, 
but his help was already called in to get to the bottom of Dr. du Pounte's 
odd behaviour.  There was also a staff meeting, where - by coincidence - 
the station's new Captain announced that he was in command from this very day.

~I wonder if I should call it a day.  Get a bite to eat.  On the other 
hand; I haven't contributed any
information to aid in Vladek's detective work.  But will the Doc appreciate 
it if I try to squeeze answers from him at this hour (it can easily be 
quitting time for him already).~

"I'll sit here weighing up what to do until I'm not blue in the face any 
more, it won't get me anywhere." Tap said to himself, getting frustrated 
with his own aimless thoughts.

Just then, like clockwork - to set Tap's mind back in normal motion - the 
door chime sounded.

With a welcoming tone in his voice, Tap replied:" Come in."

The door opened and a lady unfamiliar to Tap entered.

"How may I be of help?" he said with a smile.

<<reply Vicky>>

(reply Vicky)
(posted by Gordon Amp)

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(Starbase Geneva, Outside ACOUNS' office, SPC Vicki Sevant, 17.20)

Vicki stood outside the ACOUNS' office.  She sighed, she wasn't a fan of 
talking to counsellors in the first place but this was something that made 
her frantic, she was beside herself.  Cally was going to be onboard the 
Nimitz and it was arriving in a few short days.  What was she going to do?
He was going to want to see his family.. not... as the way it was, she was 
certain.  She had failed in so many ways.  How, could she ??  She needed 
advice and this, seemed like the most logical place to turn.

Taking a deep breath, she pressed the enunciator.

<<Reply Roft>>

(Reply Roft, any)
(Posted by Katherine Mazurok)

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(Starbase Geneva - Guest Quarters - CO - Captain Aragorn - 17:55)

Aragorn straightened his back as he opened the door to his new quarters.

"I'm back!" he shouted, wondering where everybody was.

"Hi, stranger," he heard Louise shout back from the kitchen. "You call this 
a decent time, then?"

Luckily he heard her laugh, so he knew that it wasn't really meant.

"Sorry, busy day at the office," he replied.

(Reply Louise)

(Starbase Geneva - outside Admiral's Module - CO - Captain Aragorn - 1859)

A last check to make sure that his uniform was ok, Aragorn looked at the 
PADD's in his hand. He got the impression that the Admiral had not been too 
happy with his first day and he wondered if there would be anything he 
could do to lessen the Admiral's ire. But then again, there were some 
things that he had not been too hot about, either.

~That's what I'll do,~ he thought, ~frontal assault!~

He rang the doorbell and waited for the ok, to enter. When it finally came, 
Aragorn opened the door stepped in brusquely. Only to halt when he suddenly 
was surrounded by near darkness.

"Admiral?" he asked, wondering if he had perhaps entered the wrong room.

"I'm right here," he heard her say and following her voice, he could 
finally make the Admiral out, as she was lying on a sofa.

Aragorn took a few steps closer and suddenly realised that the Admiral was 
not wearing a standard uniform. He frowned. He would never have changed 
into leisure wear when there was work to be done. But then again, the 
Admiral might have been brought up differently. Or perhaps something 
happened to her uniform and she had only that ... flimsy thing. That would 
account for the lights being so low.

Straightening his back, Aragorn took two steps closer to the Admiral and 
regarded her for a moment.

~I'll have to get Louise one of them,~ he thought before he remembered why 
he was there.

"Admiral! Now what the h**k is Starfleet playing it, not informing the 
command crew of this base of an event that could easily result in the 
complete destruction of this base!"

Aragorn wanted to continue, but was cut short by the doorchime.

"Come in, Number One!" he shouted. "You are right on time!"

He turned to the Admiral. "since we were going to discuss base-business, I 
thought I'd better invite Commander Arianna as well."

He heard the door open and Lise's voice saying: "Captain, Admi........"

NRPG:

Sorry if I used any of the characters a bit much, but I would never enter a 
dragon lair without backup. 8-)

RPG:

(Reply by Greeley, Lise)

(Reply by anybody mentioned above, or anyone else)
(Posted by Adrie Geuken)

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To be able to learn from mistakes,
One first has to make them.

And boy, can I learn!

Captain Aragorn, CO Geneva Station

AKA
Adrie Geuken

(adrie@geuken.freeserve.co.uk)
Adrie Geuken

(adrie@geuken.freeserve.co.uk)