USS Spectre Compile - April 1st-31st 2006 by Alan Reading ========================================================================= Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Betazed - Local Starfleet Command – CEO, Ensign H’Chir – 0710 Betazed - Local Starfleet Command – CEO, Ensign H’Chir – 0720 Betazed - Local Starfleet Command – CEO, Ensign H’Chir – 0725 Betazed - Local Starfleet Command – Lieutenant T’Rok – 0726 Betazed - Outpost Four - Holding facility - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 07:45 Betazed - Outpost Four - Annex - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 07:50 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 08:20 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 08:30 Betazed - Woodlands - Krige - 08:30 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 08:35 USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 12:15 USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO- Williams- 13.04 USS Spectre - Bridge - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 13:04 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13:08 USS Spectre - CMO's personal quarters - CMO- Williams- 13.09 USS Spectre - Bridge-ASCO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:09 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. Banowsky-13:10 USS Spectre - Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:11 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.12 USS Spectre - Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:13 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13:15 USS Spectre - Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:16 USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area - CMO - Williams - 13.16 USS Spectre-Ten Forward-Lt. JG Will Banowsky-13.20 USS Spectre - Kenneth McKenzie Quarters - 13:20 USS Spectre - Deck nine - Crew Quarters Twenty Two - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:20 USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area - CMO- Williams- 13.21 USS Spectre-Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:22 USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area- Asst Tac – Ensign Fisher - 13:22 USS Spectre - quarters of Kenneth McKenzie - 13:24 hours USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area- CMO - Williams 1325 USS Spectre - Deck five - Corridor off of hanger bay two - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:25 USS Spectre, Sick Bay, - Ensign JG Kenneth McKenzie - 13:26 hours USS Spectre - Deck five - Corridor off of hanger bay two - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:27 USS Spectre - Ten Forward-Lieutenant Junior Grade William Gonzalo Banowsky - 13.37 USS Spectre - Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:38 USS Spectre - Ten Forward-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.39 USS Spectre - Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:40 USS Spectre - Ten Forward-Lt. JG Will Banowsky-13.41 USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:45 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.47 USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - CMO - Williams - 13:50 USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:51 USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - CMO - Williams- 13:59 Shuttlecraft Exodus - AOPS Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira - 14:00 USS Spectre - Science Lab-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:06 Betazed - Resistance bolt hole - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 14:10 USS Spectre - Transporter Room - Lt. JG Banowsky - 14.12 USS Spectre - Sickbay - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 14:13 USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO Williams - 14:14 USS Spectre - Transporter Room - AOPS Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira - 14:15 USS Spectre - Transporter Room - Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira -14:15 USS Spectre - Bridge - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 14:19 USS Spectre - Keira's quarters- Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira -14:25 USS Spectre - Keira's quarters - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:26 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 14:30 IRW Dihvael - Bridge - Commander Talok & Tal Shiar Operative N`alae - 14:30 USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:45 USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:47 USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:48 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky - 14.50 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky - 14.53 USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:54 USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky - 14:55 USS Spetre, Ensign Kenneth McKenzie, 14:55 hours USS Spectre - Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:55 USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky - 14.56 USS Spectre - Ensign Kenneth McKenzie - 14:56 hours USS Spectre - Bridge - Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie - 14:58 USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:00 USS Spectre - Bridge - Science 1 - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 15:01 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:10 Betazed - Woodlands - Lt Col Krige - 15:25 USS Spectre - Keira's quarters - OPS Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira - 15:25 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:26 USS Spectre - Bridge-Lt. JG Will Banowsky-15.28 USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens(Jg) Aiden Keira - 15:30 USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 15.30 USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:31 Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:35 USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:40 USS Spectre - Hanger bay one - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:45 USS Spectre - Medical Centre - Acting CO T`Vhor - 15:50 USS Spectre - Security centre - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:54 USS Spectre - Captains ready room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 15:55 USS Steel Talons - Admiral's War Room - Admiral Robert LoDona - 15:55 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:57 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 15.58 USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 15:58 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15.59 USS Spectre - Surgical theater - CMO - Williams - 16.00 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - OPS Aiden Keira - 16:00 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 16.00 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:01 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Lt. JG Banowsky - 16:01 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Marine Krige - 16:01 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:02 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie - 16.06 hours USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - CMO - Williams - 16:10 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:11 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - CMO - Williams - 16:14 USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 16.15 USS Spectre - bridge - CMO - Williams - 16:25 USS Spectre - Bridge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 16.26 USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 16:30 USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky - 16.30 USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:31 USS Spectre - Bridge - Science 1 - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 16:33 USS Spectre - Bridge - Ensign Kenneth McKenzie - 16:34 hours USS Spectre - Bridge - Science 1 - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 16:37 USS Spectre - Bridge - Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie - 16:39 USS Spectre - Sickbay - Remae Ktell - 16:40 USS Spectre - Bridge - Science 1 - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 16:44 USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:45 USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 17:30 USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 17:30 Starbase 375 - Crew Quarters - Ensign JG James Guildford - 1730 USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 17:30 USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky - 17:32 USS Spectre - Ten Forward - Acting CO T`Vhor & Debora Ansara - 17:45 Starbase 375 - Promenade - Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez - 17:50 USS Spectre - Captians Ready Room - CMO - Williams - 17:55 USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 17:56 USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - CMO - Williams - 18.00 USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 20:46 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - Lt. JG Banowsky - 21.25 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 21:28 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - ACSO Lt. JG Banowsky - 21:29 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 21:31 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - Lt. JG Banowsky - 21:35 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys - 21:37 USS Spectre - Banowsky's Quarters - Lt. JG Banowsky - 21:40 ========================================================================== Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 6 Stardate: 2407.01.18 ========================================================================== USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 04:15 USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 04:15 Starbase 375 - Deck 16 - Main Medical - 04:57 USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 05:00 USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky - 05:00 USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Lt. JG Banowsky - 05:01 USS Spectre - Keira's quarters - OPS Ens(JG) Aiden Keira - 08.00 USS Spectre - Corridor - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 08.12 USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens(JG) Aiden Keira - 08.15 Starbase 375 - English Pub - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 08.31 Starbase 375 - Doark's Intergalactic Trading Post - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 08.36 USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens(JG) Aiden Keira - 10.00 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 (Betazed, Local Starfleet Command – CEO, Ensign H’Chir – 0710) The room was grey beyond reason. Not just the walls and the floor – everything; the consoles, the displays, even the lights were all grey. For a moment H’Chir wondered whether something had happened to his eyes – ever since he began his journey as a passenger within his own mind he’d had plenty of time for introspection - but he was quickly brought back to the moment by the arrival of a hooded figure. In the dim light of the room, the hood cast grim shadows that completely blocked the intruder’s face from view. His wrists and ankles had been bound when he’d taken position on this bench, but not once had he felt the struggle of his flesh against restraint. Something about that bothered the Andorian more than all the rest of this bizarre experience. The hooded figure stood beside the bench and reached down, fingertips making feather-light contact with his face. He felt the pain of the touch to his open wounds, but his body didn’t flinch; didn’t move. “My mind to your mind…” The stranger, the room and the grey swam together and H’Chir was gone. (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) NRPG: I had intended more here, but I’ve got to go so this’ll have to do for now. (Betazed, Local Starfleet Command – CEO, Ensign H’Chir – 0720) When H’Chir awoke he was screaming. After a few moments the realisation that the sound was actually leaving his mouth and arriving through his ears was enough to make him stop. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, as though not sure how to operate his body following his brief spell out of the ‘centre chair’. Then it hit him: a white wall of pain so fierce he tried to raise his arms, tried to keep it away, but he couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything except lie there, his entire existence set ablaze within him. Then he was nothing. (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (Betazed, Local Starfleet Command – CEO, Ensign H’Chir – 0725) This time when he came around the pain was gone. He felt his jaw laying open, saliva running down his chin; felt the blood still weeping from the wound on his shoulder. Out of the hazy middle-distance, a face too shape. Something about the eyes, or maybe the set of the jaw seemed familiar to the Andorian, yet he was certain he’d never seen this man before. The heavy brow and slanted eyebrows made for an unsettling contrast to the leering grin across the strangers mouth. “Rurrrmlam?” he tried to ask. The smile on the stranger’s face widened, showing a set of pristinely white teeth. “Romulan, yes, and glad to be back to my old self after so many months hiding away inside your mind. Although, I think I’ll miss the antennae; they’re rather useful. Perhaps I’ll have one the doctors here look at arranging a pair for me, but I’ve no idea whether the Romulan brain could handle such input. What I do know is the Vulcan mind can store itself inside another body, or at least copy itself… I’ve never been to clear on which, but it doesn’t really matter. Do you follow?” The Romulan was pacing up and down, clearly enjoying the theatrics of the moment. “You see, if a Vulcan mind can handle being stored away like that, then why not a Romulan mind? Why not mine? A quick mind-meld courtesy of one of my cousins, and you gained a passenger. I’ll admit, after the novelty wore off I found your life aboard the Spectre very dull, but I’m glad to say neither of us will be having that problem again in the future…” (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (Betazed, Local Starfleet Command – Lieutenant T’Rok – 0726) “You see, I’ve been sitting in the back of your head gathering information for a few months now, and when the right moment approached I just… took over. It was exceptionally satisfying to watch that animal Krige drop to the floor, even if he did make me – I mean you – pay for it a bit later. Which brings us to the most brilliant part of my plan: your crewmates know nothing of me, and consider you to be a traitor. So you can either give up and agree to help us, or sit in our cells til your rot, or maybe – just maybe – I’ll send you back out there and let Krige finish you off.” When no answer came back, the Romulan shrugged his shoulders and added, “I’ll let you think it over.” He clicked his fingers and two uniformed officers came forward and began wheeling the stricken Andorian out the door. T’Rok closed his eyes and savoured the garbled screams of fury as his prisoner was led away. (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (Betazed - Outpost Four - Holding facility - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 07:45) So far, so good. The away team with the assistance of the Betazed resistance fighters now had some of the required intelligence, the task now though was to retrieve the prisoner being held in cell seven of the holding facility on the lower levels. Once they had left forward control, the journey down through the coriddors was the only route onwards, someone had mentioned another vent but it was both foolhardy & not possible anyway & T`Vhor did not want to end up caught like a rat in a drainpipe with both ends blocked, it was a good enough entry into the building but as a means of travail throughout. No thank you!! With the team now split into two the FO`s team headed into the holding facility with Denera & three others to spring the contact now known only as Zulu one, whilst the remainder returned to the vent to hopefully secure their quick departure. It was with some trepidation that they entered this facility however, for walking slowly down through the coriddor it seemed that eyes were upon them now, T`Vhor could feel it & so could the others too as they read off the door numbers until they had reached number seven, the reported cell that apparently held their man. With one of Denera`s men remaining on station at the block entrance to guard them, they opened up the cell door & imediately entered into the cold & unkempt cell to be confronted with something entirely unexpected. Zulu one was a human female..... In seconds the woman was on her feet & backed against the wall. "Who are you, what do you want?", she asked in a slightly alarmed manner. "You are to come with us, we don`t have time to explain it you now", said Denera abruptly. "Why should I?", said the woman obviously not trusting the men that had just burst into the cell. "Because it would be illogical for you to remain here under the conditions you now evidently endure", said T`Vhor interjecting Denera`s curt explanations. The woman looked to either side of T`Vhor`s head as he spoke noticing the points on his ears as she did so. "Uh.... I might have known, a Vulcan riding a white horse to my aid", said the woman, "how quaint". T`Vhor lifted one eyebrow at her remark as the woman headed for the door & out into the coriddor beyond. Then turning to Denera he remarked on her last comment. "A white horse?", he said enquiringly, Denera simply laughed & told him to forget it as he followed the woman out into the corridor. "I just hope she`s worth all this effort", he added as they then proceeded up the stairs & out of the facility to the sound of radio speak coming from the receiver on Denera`s head. "It seems we`ve got trouble", said Denera holding his hand to the receiver, "Doenitz`s men entering the courtyard, looks like they know were here", he added as they resumed their course onwards. "We could sure use Krige in his Xenolithe form right now", added the resitance fighter with a wry smile. T`Vhor simply quirked his head to the side in acknowledgement. Nobody had been under any illusions with this mission, it was inevitable that they would make contact with the enemy sooner or later, it was just a pity though that it was not later rather than sooner. (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan Reading) NRPG: Anybody wanting to play a resistance fighter or away team member, feel free to jump in now... (Betazed - Outpost Four - Annex - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 07:50) By the time they had reached the doors leading off towards their desired exit point, phazer fire was already resounding around the compound outside. "We need to get you out of here", said T`Vhor addressing the woman beside him. Denera imediately nodded at the FO`s words & sent one of his men back to the vent with Zulu one for her own protection, then together with the FO & the rest of their team, they engaged Doenitz`s troops the best they were able with the resitance fighters already fighting them in the compound outside. Shots were duly exchanged, men from both sides were cut down as the small battle raged on, after five minutes though it was clear that for now at least, they could not win this for further reinforcements were arriving to replace the ones that had already fallen & already one of the resitance fighters was dead. The FO, with Denera`s concurence ordered a withdrawal to the vent after planting demo charges at the annex doors to give them time to get back through the tunnel & hopefully out into the woodlands again. Once in place though, they set the timers for ten seconds & headed quickly into the coriddor & the vent from whence they had first come. They were of course banking on the fact that the outpost guards had not known of their entry route & once within it`s relative, but temporary safety, they scuttled off to the sound of the coriddor being blown & consequently destroyed somewhere behind them in the distance. Emerging finally from the vent on the other side however, it was clear that Doenitz`s men had not been aware of how they had entered & escaped, for they were milling about a long way off in the distance now & completely unaware of the six or seven figures running from the wall towards the woodlands beyond. Their escape however had not been without consequence, by the end of the skirmish, three of the resistance fighters had lost their lives during the firefight in the compound & two had been injured. Retreating into the relative safety of the dense undergrowth though, they regrouped & accounted their losses, then they headed off towards Colonel Kriges last known position. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 08:20) With their required objectives now in the bag, the away team members along with those of Denera`s resistance group finally came upon the area in which they had left Krige. It was deathly quiet there now & there were signs of a definate conflict all around them. When they had left the Colonel, T`Vhor had suggested that Krige perhap lie low due to his current injuries until the recon squad had passed him, it seemed however that either he was unable to allow his own pride to resort to hiding away, or they had come across him. Whatever had transpired however, the signs of it were now all around them in the most gory of details. The first signs were that there was blood on the trees & chunks of flesh strewn about here & there, trees had been felled by phaser fire & explosive contact, their splintered remnants stained red where wood & flesh had met amidst the conflict. Either the Xenolithe Colonel had, to use Denera`s own phrase - 'Mincemeated them', or they had fired some kind of explosive charge into him..... It didn`t bare thinking about....... T`Vhor took a deep breath, the smell of burning flesh hitting him in the back of his throat as he did so, then he removed his tricorder from the side holster on his hip as the others continued to look around at the miasma that had presented itself. Running his tricorder around the area & targetting the lumps of flesh however revealed some answers to those questions, albeit incomplete in their analysis. "Human & betazoid", said T`Vhor, "not Xenolithe", he added with a raise of an eyebrow. Denera was bent forwards now, his head bowed & his hands resting upon his thighs as he took in the carnage around him. "It`s him", he said with a smile, "nobody but Krige could make this much mess, we better find him", said Denera straightening up once again to recompose himself. "Let`s hope he`s still alive", said T`Vhor as he rescanned the area once again before narrowing the scanning beam to fix on a contact seven hundred metres to the north west of their location. Then he returned the tricorder to his holster & pointed into the required direction. "I believe that is where we will find the Colonel", said T`Vhor as they again headed off, leaving the bloody carnage they had just discovered behind them. (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 08:30) When they finally found him, it was clear that the Colonel was still in some degree of difficulty as he rested himself back against one of the trees at the edge of the clearing in which he had come to rest. Denera wasted no time at all in going to him, he simply patted his old friend on his shoulder & squatted down beside him. "How ya doin ol buddy?", said Denera. (Reply Krige) "You`ve looked better too", said Denera with a smile. Krige was now back in his squat humanoid form again but he had suffered some deep lacerations to various parts of his body, a fact that was quickly picked up on by the medic travelling with them who was already tending him as he spoke to Denera. Apparently, the recon squad had actually passed him by, but Krige, being Krige was unable to resist the chance they had given him by turning their backs upon his location & he had dealt with them swiftly although not without some injury to himself of course. With his matrix now in state of regeneration however, he was both weak & aggrieved at his inability to perform at his usual one hundred percent & it showed on his face. The FO however was once again concerned that more would now come & he was diligently scanning the area for threats of any kind, he was on edge as much as it were possible for someone with Vulcan blood in him to be anyway & he felt more than a slight urgency now to get them all back to the shuttles & back into orbit again. It would not take long now for Doenitz`s men to home in on them & time was of the essence now. With this in mind, T`Vhor closed the tricorder & approached the Colonel where he sat to crouch down before him. "We need to keep moving, are you able to walk Colonel", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige) "If you can`t we can remain with you", said Denera, "we have a secure bolt not far from here, so far it hasn`t been compromised", he added. (Reply Krige) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Betazed - Woodlands - Krige - 08:30) "How ya doin ol buddy?", said Denera. "I've been better." Krige said as he readjusted himself. "You`ve looked better too", said Denera with a smile. He put a hand on his armor and once again evaluated his status. He was no longer morphing out of control, but it would be a while before he was back up to full status, as it were. And it would take six months before he regenerated his full mass, that would limit would be able to do and change into for a while. "We need to keep moving, are you able to walk Colonel" Krige took long moments before answering that, long enough that Danera said, "If you can`t we can remain with you", said Denera, "we have a secure bolt not far from here, so far it hasn`t been compromised", he added. "I can keep up, in the suit." Krige finally said. "But I won't be up to fighting trim for... a while." By fighting Trim, he meant his standards. In the suit he was a walking tank anyway. (reply: any) (posted by Trout) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 08:35) Things had taken a decided turn for the worse on the ground now, almost imediately they had set off again, the proximity alert had sounded on T`Vhor`s tricorder to warn of arriving hostiles. Imediately, they had taken cover against the overwhelming odds that were now showing on the FO`s readout. The bolt hole seemed to be the only possible direction now so they quickly headed off under the guidence of Denera & his band of somewhat un-merry men. Once they had arrived, the makeshift turf ground covering was quickly lifted & they all piled into the network of tunnels that lay below ground. These in turn led into larger caverns lit by glowing chemical lamps set into the walls as they progressed further into the network until they had finally reached the largest of the caverns. It wasn`t ideal of course but it was a lot safer than being outside with so many of Doesnitz`s troops looking for them. The whole place was humid, there were essential supplies piled about & those that could be utilised were quickly used by the equipment starved medics on both teams as they tended the injuries of those that had suffered hit. Krige seemed a lot better now, he was walking ok, mostly with the aid of the suit but it was clear that he was healing anyway & his sence of humour had returned just a tad. "Pity you ain`t still that mambi ja-hambo Xenolithe again Krige", said Denera throwing his assault rifle onto the floor beside him, "we could just about use that now", he added. (Reply Krige) "Just glad your on our side my friend", said Denera, "Glad your on our side", he added as he walked off to see to the rest of his men. (Reply Krige) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 12:15) Kyla leaned back in her chair, propped her feet upon the table top and breathed deeply in an attempt at relaxation while she gazed at what was currently a rather peaceful sight beyond the window. She sipped slowly at a cold glass of Jasmine Tea. A friend had introduced her to it back when she lived with her parents, and it had been her favorite way to relax since then. With a sigh Kyla reached over and set her glass on the table, requested a song from the computer, then layed her head back and stared up at the ceiling. She began to sing along and it brought back memories of her father. He had always wanted her to become a folk singer, but she had never shown any interest. Kyla loved to sing, but not the genre of music her father enjoyed. She knew he was proud of her achievements in whatever she chose to do, but she got the feeling that he would have prefered her to have chosen a life that would have kept her close to home, close to family. Kyla hadn't wanted to stay close to home. She wanted a life that was more interesting to live, and so far she did not miss a single detail from her past. There was so much more out there to capture her interest and abilities, and she had no intentions of sitting around letting it all elude her. Suddenly Lieutenant Vasilyovna's voice cut across her thoughts and the music. "Vasilyovna to Angeletti, if your not too busy I could use you on deck nine", said Yelena. "Sure. I'll be there." Kyla stood up from her chair and milled around the room while Yelena brought the conversation to a close. "Meet you there in ten then", said the SC. Once again the room was filled with the ever present soft hum of the ships power flow. Angeletti breathed in deeply and let her breath out slowly. She meandered over to the door, took one last look around her place of serenity, then left the room. (Reply none, any) (Posted by Sondra) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO- Williams- 13.04) Andrew entered sickbay and walked into his office. he grabbed his personal medical bag and walked over to Douwsy. "anything happening while i've been away?" "No Andrew were quiet." ~good I can get this done~ "Okay then. I'm just doing a round. call me if you need me." With that he left sickbay heading for his quaurters. Andrew slowed his walk as he headed for his quarters. He could feel some one looking at him. he quickly looked over his shoulder but could not see anyone. By the time he reached his quarters he could not shake the feeling of being wached and followed so he dived into his quarters and secured the door quickly. (Reply None) (Posted by Robbie gray) (USS Spectre-Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:04) "Yes I did, please take my seat, I don't mind standing." Will said as he got up and offered Yayla the chair at the ops station. Raising an eyebrow, she tried not to make it look apparent that she was wondering why all the curtosy. Normally she would have refused to take the seat, that she was fine standing. In this case however, she was starting to notice little nicities about Will, but fluffed them off as she had work to be done. Taking a seat, she then listened as he spoke again. "This is a list of all crew members of the Spectre, and is classified by the date they joined the crew, dating back to when we boarded again from the Mystique. What we are going to do is go through these lists and pull up all the names of those who joined us after and during the refit, and also right before we left Geneva. We will also key those who left the Spectre before the Mission with the Phantom, and then rejoined before this current ones. Those are our potential suspects. We will then try and weed them by finding motives and connections to Doenitz. Stuff like that." Of coarse she knew she wasn't the guilty party....but she was realizing that he was putting her on this project...and that she would be listed as one of the suspects. After all, she hadn't joined the Spectre until right after the Phantom mission. There were others, she supposed, but that didn't make her feel any better about the situation. The other half of her mind then snapped back to her own reality. ~He's just doing this to test me...that's why he's acting all nice to me, because he thinks I may weed myself out, that I'm the guilty party.~ Narrowing her eyes at the thought, she was starting to turn angry already. ~Calm yourself...don't let him see what's going on.~ "Alright, sounds like a pretty good start. I'd be happy to help," she said, trying not to sound fake. "This is a pretty long list though..." she mumbled. "Indeed, this looks to be rather interesting...and tedious, kind of why I didn't want to do it alone." After that statement, she then started to think along track 2. ~Wait a minute, he doesn't want to do it alone. He's hitting on me! He's not trying to implicate me, he can't be." Now both thinking along two different tracks, Yayla wasn't sure if it was that he liked her and had a certain fondness for her, or if it was because he was trying to implicate her. Either way, she was going to find out soon enough... "Any certain time you want to start this, and where?" (Reply: Banowsky, none) (Posted by: Stacey) NRPG: I thought it would be a great part of the story line if Yayla suspected Will of implicating her. After all, she is a hard to get person >:-P So she'll be busy having a tough time sorting out whether he likes her or not! (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13:08) "Any certain time you want to start this, and where?" Will looked at her smiled, he didn't know why he just did, and began to speak. "I already have a list of all those who joined the Spectre from the Mystique, and then left when we arrived at Geneva, and then Rejoined before this current mission. I also have a list of people who joined at Geneva before the Spectre Mission. They are suspects, well the entire crew are suspects. But mainly those from the first list, and those who joined after the mission with the Phantom." (reply Yayla iyw) "So then lets get started with those who joined after the Phantom Mission. Can you please enter in a personnel search with those parameters Yayla?" Will said trying not to sound bossy. He then put his hand on her shoulder as he waited for her to put up the list, but then quickly retracted it. He had this weird feeling around Yayla, like little butterflies. He was nervous, and tried his best to seem and act professional around her. While waiting for the list to come up, he turned to Yayla and began to speak. "So how has your day been so far Yayla. I hope not too bad." (reply Yayla) "If it gets to hard later on, do take a break, especially since we received a new ACSO earlier today. Put him to work if you need to....oh look the list is done." Will then began to scan the list rather quickly, he knew Yayla would end up on the list, because he knew that she joined shortly after the Phantom mission. He also new that there was no way that she was the saboteur, but still it would have been unprofessional to not look at everyone on the lists. "So Yayla, I see your name is on the list of those joining since after the Phantom mission. Anything you need to tell us?" Will said with a smile. He didn't suspect her, quite the contrary, he was begininng to find himself attracted her. He didn't know why, he didn't care why. He honestly was not trying to think about it though. Sometimes a humans emotions gets the better of the them. It was times like these that he wished he was vulcan, and block the emotions. "Can you do a list of which of those crewmembers are Operations staff and read me the first name?" (reply Yayla) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - CMO's personal quarters - CMO- Williams- 13.09) Andrew sat down on his bed and opened his medical bag. he took out a tricorder and began a deep level scan for the nanobots in his neck. the tricorder beeped it had finished the scan. ~not there. where the hell have they moved to~ he contined the scan and covered the whole of his body. ~what the hell are they doing in my brain. they were not supposed to move. they were programed to stay put~ He stared at the readings from the nanobots. they were emitting weak pulsing signal. ~what the hell is that. it looks like the nanobots are sending a signal but to where?~ "Computer interface with the tricorder triangulate the source of the signal using the ships computer." [Working] Andrew put down the tricorder walked over to the window and looked out. [triangulation complete. source if signal originates in storage container 0297,storage area, deck 9] ~got you now~ He walked over and checked that his door was still locked. he then went to the cuboard beside his bed and took out a box which he opened. the first was a bio-dampenor the other was a small cylider device that when activated would show to the ships's computer as a person. he activated the device and placed it on his bed beside his commbadge. ~that should stop any one following me. okay they have shut down deck 9. I'll need to get in another way~ he then went over to the air vent in the wall and removed the cover. he scupped up his medical bag and climed into the ventilation system. (Reply None) (Posted by Robbie Gray) (USS Spectre-Bridge-ASCO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:09) Awaiting Banowsky's answer, she wanted to know when he wanted to get started on the project. "I already have a list of all those who joined the Spectre from the Mystique, and then left when we arrived at Geneva, and then Rejoined before this current mission. I also have a list of people who joined at Geneva before the Spectre Mission. They are suspects, well the entire crew are suspects. But mainly those from the first list, and those who joined after the mission with the Phantom." Nodding her head, she saw that that part was already finished. Now all she had to do was start running through those crewmembers. "So then lets get started with those who joined after the Phantom Mission. Can you please enter in a personnel search with those parameters Yayla?" ~Yayla? Since when did he start calling me Yayla? Especially on the bridge? Ah well, I guess I did tell him I didn't mind earlier...~ Entering the information into the Ops console, it only took her a few minutes. As she did so, she felt a hand laid on her shoulder. Her first instinctive reaction was to bat it away, but this was a soft touch of the sort, not someone trying to hold her back/down. Realizing it was Banowsky's hand, she stiffined under his touch. Though it felt like forever to her, his hand was only there for a few seconds, if that, in reality, as he quickly drew his hand away again. "So how has your day been so far Yayla. I hope not too bad." ~Why does he care about my day so much? Must just be small talk.~ "Half and half. I have another thing I'm working on right now that seems to have hit a brick wall." "If it gets to hard later on, do take a break, especially since we received a new ACSO earlier today. Put him to work if you need to....oh look the list is done." In all her career in Starfleet, she had yet to be told she could throw some crewman or Ensign on a serious project such as this. But then again they were all working as a team, and it couldn't possibly be the new Ensign because his arrival timing was all off. Shrugging, she decided it may not be such a bad idea. But she herself wanted to crack the code of whatever she thought she'd hit with her research eariler. Noticing the list was done after Banowsky announced it, she turned her attention to it once more. Taking a look, there it was...her name, Nollys, Yayla. She knew that her name would appear, but hoped he wasn't trying to point the finger at her. If he was, he was in deep trouble, that much she knew. Deciding not to make outloud mention of it, she didn't say a word. "So Yayla, I see your name is on the list of those joining since after the Phantom mission. Anything you need to tell us?" Will said with a smile. Looking up at Banowsky, she noted the smile on his face that accompanied the statement, and realized it was only a joke. ~Or is it?~ "Yes," she said both dramatically and sarcastically. "It was me, I deliberatly sabatoged the ship because I wanted to have some fun." "Can you do a list of which of those crewmembers are Operations staff and read me the first name?" "Sure thing, no problem. Lets see....first name on the list is," Pausing, she looked up at him and said, "You?" Going back to her console, she poked the next under his since he was the chief. "Next person being...Ensign Morris." <> Turning the question on him, she then said, "So, I see your name is on the list. Anything you wish to tell me?" She asked with a smile back. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. Banowsky-13:10) "Sure thing, no problem. Lets see....first name on the list is," Pausing, she looked up at him and said, "You?" Going back to her console, she poked the next under his since he was the chief. "Next person being...Ensign Morris." <> Turning the question on him, she then said, "So, I see your name is on the list. Anything you wish to tell me?" She asked with a smile back. He wanted to say, how bout dinner, or something of that sort. But he didn't know why. Granted she was pretty, granted from what he could tell she was nice...in a sense. But was he started to develop feelings for her. He didn't know. It could be just all the stress he was under. He didn't know, he didn’t really care. Well no, that was a lie, he did care. But not enough to let it get the better of him. He always hated when a new crush was possibly forming. It was always so distracting. But he wouldn't let it get the better of him. "We're even" he finally said, the only thing he could think of saying, "Kinda my way of letting you get back at me for the little joke where I implied you might be the saboteur. Don't worry Lt. I trust you, and I don't think you are the type to sabotage." (reply Yayla) "Now then, why don't we do a another search out of just the list of operations personnel, and see which ones joined up ater the refit shall we. I want to investigate the Operations folk first, one because they are in my department, two because they have access to most systems onboard the ship." (reply Yayla) Will then looked at the list as 15 crewmembers names appeared on the screen. "All right then Lt. can you access the first name, Senior Chief Petty Officer Alvin Cosby, thank you." (reply Yayla) Will then scanned over the list. His record looked clean, nothing to point that he could potentially be the saboteur. Though he kept reading, and he saw Yayla doing the same. "I'm done with this, he looks rather clean, service for 20 years, on board numerous ships, cited for outstanding service. Doesn't look to be the type. What about your opinion on this crewmember from his record?" (reply Yayla) "Before we get to the next person Lt. I have a question, it may be personl and you don't have to answer, but, just out of curiosity, do you believe in the Bajoran prophets?" (reply Yayla) (posted Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:11) Turning the question on him, she then said, "So, I see your name is on the list. Anything you wish to tell me?" She asked with a smile back. "We're even" he finally said. "Kinda my way of letting you get back at me for the little joke where I implied you might be the saboteur. Don't worry Lt. I trust you, and I don't think you are the type to sabotage." ~Well that's something good at least.~ "Now then, why don't we do a another search out of just the list of operations personnel, and see which ones joined up ater the refit shall we. I want to investigate the Operations folk first, one because they are in my department, two because they have access to most systems onboard the ship." "Alright, makes sense...lets see...," she said as she tapped about the console in front of her. "I came up with 15 names. Any particular one you want pulled first?" "All right then Lt. can you access the first name, Senior Chief Petty Officer Alvin Cosby, thank you." Punching a few buttons, she brought up Cosby's personel file for Banowsky to look at. "Here it is," she said, as she started reading the file for herself as well. Everything looked in order on his record. He had years of outstanding service and didn't look the type to sabateour anything...but then again one thing Yayla had learned in all her years on the street was that you could never trust anyone, no matter who they were or their intentions. "I'm done with this, he looks rather clean, service for 20 years, on board numerous ships, cited for outstanding service. Doesn't look to be the type. What about your opinion on this crewmember from his record?" "I agree with your thoughts, with the addition of the fact that we can never be too sure. In my experience, sometimes people who look like they have a clean record not always do," she said, giving him food for thought. "Before we get to the next person Lt. I have a question, it may be personal and you don't have to answer, but, just out of curiosity, do you believe in the Bajoran prophets?" "The Prophets...." She wasn't exactly sure how to answer this one. It was sort of a confusing answer after all. She tried to think of a way to answer the question without letting him know about her whole past...or rather without telling him she'd spent most of her life on the street. She didn't want him thinking of her less because of her past. "I was raised to believe in the Prophets, especially while my parents were still together. Eventually...they were separated and though the belief was still there, I haven't practiced it in a long while. Something I should brush up on I suppose," she said, finishing her statement/thought outloud. <> She had told him that her parents were separated, though she didn't say how or by what means. Yayla really wasn't prepared to go into much of that conversation, especially on the bridge. She figured she'd save that story for a 'rainy day.' "What about you?" She asked. "Do you believe in them?" She knew he wasn't Bajoran, but that didn't mean a man couldn't believe in it as well. < Cracking a smile, she said, "I thought you'd say that." Then it hit her. ~Yayla, you're flirting with the man!~ She told herself. Trying to take things back to the books, she then said, "So...the second crewmember....Andrew Brooks...lets see what he has to hide," she said, especially the last part more to herself. Yayla wondered for how long she would be here discussing this information with him, but she seemed not to mind very much. She only hoped he wasn't using this as a ploy to get to her as a look for the sabateour. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.12) "The Prophets....I was raised to believe in the Prophets, especially while my parents were still together. Eventually...they were separated and though the belief was still there, I haven't practiced it in a long while. Something I should brush up on I suppose," "Ah I see. So you believe just haven't been able to practice in awhile. Hard to practice when you are flying around in space, especially in the middle of the a war." Her not practicing reminded him somewhat of his own religious situation. He practiced the best he could. But a holographic mass with a holographic priest, really wasn't the way he wanted to practice and show his faith. "What about you?" She asked. "Do you believe in them?" "I don’t believe in the prophets, though I respect those who do. " His voice then got a little lower, as he was afraid of ridicule. He was about to say he believed in the Earthen God, even though many on Earth no longer believed. He wanted to tell her, but he didn't know her, he didn't know how she would react. So he didn't. Cracking a smile, she said, "I thought you'd say that. o...the second crewmember....Andrew Brooks...lets see what he has to hide," she said. "Crewman Andrew Brooks. New to the Spectre, new to service as well, only has 1 year of overall service. 20 years of age, not that experienced. I know him pretty well, and I have had to help him on some projects. He really is still learning the ropes on certain things. I doubt he is the saboteur, to in experienced. Really has some what of a dumb athlete personality, wanted to go Pro in soccer couldn't cut it and ended up here. It could be a ploy, but I doubt he is an enemy agent." Will said. Andrew was a good kid, definetly not an enemy agent, though he couldn't excuse anyone. "What about your thoughts Lt. Should we investigate this man further?" (Reply Yayla) His mind kept going back to the fact she told him his beliefs and he didn't tell her. It embarresed him that he didn't. So he then put his hand underneath his collar and pulled out a silver crucifix and showed it to Yayla. "This may be a tangent, " he said rather quietly where only she could hear. "but, I am one of the few peole on Earth that still believe in the old religions. Mine of course is Roman Catholicism. Just something I was brought up with, and something I grew to believe in myself, even when there were many who said I was foolish. But I don't care. I wouldn't trade my beliefs for anything, even if I am the only one of my beliefs on the ship. I also haven't been able to truly practice in awhile, as there is no priest onboard, but I have had to substitute it with a Holodeck program of a Catholic Mass, not the same, but as close as I can get." (reply Yayla) "Ya, that’s my beliefs, and if you like I can create a holodeck program of a Bajoran service for you if you would like to practice, but that is enough of this issue. Let us move on to Ensign Junior Grade Shelby Richards. She is young brash, cute if I might add, but that is beside the point and she is definetly not my type. She has been discplined many times for arguing with senior officers. She is a recent academy graduate as well, had her in multiple classes, she barely got through. Not because of being dumb, but she is a prima donna princess, and thinks she should be the one in charge at times. Though I have her actually under the tutledge of SCPO Cosby to try and get her to calm down and take orders well. Though to her defense, she is loyal to those she serves with, even is she is hard to get along with. I would put her in a potential suspect list, but mainly because of her negative attitude. Though one would think if you were an enemy agent you would remain low key. Your thoughts?" (reply Yayla) "I see, before moving on to Crewman Iago Ralins, is there anyone on the science staff, who off the top of your head might be a suspect?" (reply Yayla) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:13) Yayla sat on the bridge wondering why Banowsky felt compelled to explain his own beliefs. She supposed it could've been because he had asked her about her own, but then what compelled him to ask in the first place? ~Maybe it's to see if we're compatable...could just be a beginning of a friendship.~ Friends...that was one thing Yayla never had many of growing up. Because of her hard life, she was on the run a lot and taking care of herself. "Crewman Andrew Brooks. New to the Spectre, new to service as well, only has 1 year of overall service. 20 years of age, not that experienced. I know him pretty well, and I have had to help him on some projects. He really is still learning the ropes on certain things. I doubt he is the saboteur, to in experienced. Really has some what of a dumb athlete personality, wanted to go Pro in soccer couldn't cut it and ended up here. It could be a ploy, but I doubt he is an enemy agent." Will said. "What about your thoughts Lt. Should we investigate this man further?" Shaking her head, she said, "I say let him pass....next..." Pushing a button, she heard Banowsky say the female's name aloud. "Let us move on to Ensign Junior Grade Shelby Richards. She is young brash, cute if I might add, but that is beside the point and she is definetly not my type. She has been discplined many times for arguing with senior officers. She is a recent academy graduate as well, had her in multiple classes, she barely got through. Not because of being dumb, but she is a prima donna princess, and thinks she should be the one in charge at times. Though I have her actually under the tutledge of SCPO Cosby to try and get her to calm down and take orders well. Though to her defense, she is loyal to those she serves with, even is she is hard to get along with. I would put her in a potential suspect list, but mainly because of her negative attitude. Though one would think if you were an enemy agent you would remain low key. Your thoughts?" Raising her eyebrows, Yayla thought it sounded as if Banowsky were reading her own profile down to a tee...aside from the prima donna princess part. She herself was always getting into trouble, especially with senior officers in the beginning of her Starfleet career. It took her awhile, but she eventually buckled down and was tamed as far as a 'Starfleet attitude' went. "Do you really want to know my thoughts on this? Or do you just want to hear the 'professional' side of the thought in itself?" <> "Here it is then...I think it sounds like you're reading my profile straight out of a book," she said with a chuckle. "But aside from that, because of the negative attitude, I guess I would have to agree with you on that. But then..." She stopped short of herself. Yayla knew what this would mean. This would mean that she herself would have to be considered on that 'list' for her attitude as well. <> Apparently not all the same thoughts went through his head though as she noticed he seemed to shrug it off. But then changing the subject back to what they were doing, she focused her mind on his next question. "I see, before moving on to Crewman Iago Ralins, is there anyone on the science staff, who off the top of your head might be a suspect?" Yayla frowned, thinking for a moment. There was a crewman who seemed to be particularly interested in what she was working on earlier, but she didn't want to point any fingers just because she was paranoid. "I'll have to get back to you on that one," she said, all the while thinking about going to work on that data again. All the talk of religion, she started thinking that maybe she should try and get into practicing it again. But she didn't have the time nor will power at this point. For this, she could only blame herself. Instead, she then thought about what he had told her and his own practices. ~I can surely find time if he can.~ "So...Crewman Rolins...." (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13:15) "Do you really want to know my thoughts on this? Or do you just want to hear the 'professional' side of the thought in itself?" "I want to really know what your thoughts on this particular officer is." "Here it is then...I think it sounds like you're reading my profile straight out of a book," she said with a chuckle. "But aside from that, because of the negative attitude, I guess I would have to agree with you on that. But then..." She stopped short of herself. "Well I haven't read your profile, or even accessed your personnel file, so I wouldn't know if I was reading your profile straight out of a book Lt." "I see, before moving on to Crewman Iago Ralins, is there anyone on the science staff, who off the top of your head might be a suspect?" "I'll have to get back to you on that one," she said, all the while thinking about going to work on that data again. "So...Crewman Rolins...." "Crewman Ralins is the biggest definition of a goodey two-shoes ever. Whether that be a cover or not, he is by far the mott helpful enlisted crewmember on my staff. He wouldn't even hurt a fly, as the saying goes. But again that may be just a front, but I don’t neccesarily know if it his him. Besides, he has been on the bridge most of the time, so I have been able to verify his location almost every day. But anyways, what are your thoughts, do you think he might be using his nicety as a front?" (reply Yayla) "Though I must say there is nothing wrong with being nice. If Ensign Richards was a lot like your profile, Ralins is like me. Though he is nice and more forgiving then I am. I have a mean streak when I need to, but I am rather nice, volunteering for most things, with a total respect to my peers, and also to my senior officers. I am the definition of a nice guy, I even asked a dictionary company to put my picture next the definition of nice guy, they turned me down, but I never expected it to work anyways. (reply Yayla) "Anyways, Lt. I am thankful for you aiding me in going through these names, it would be rather boring to do it by myself, and with the stresses of command and today, I probably wouldn't have been able to concentrate by myself. So thank you." (reply Yayla) "Anyways, let us move on to the next crewman, Marcus Freeman. He is a transfer from after the refit, new to starfleet , only 1 year of service listed on his service record. Not much else listed oddly, just said he grew up in montana on a horse ranch. Failed to gain admittance to the academy and listed. Pretty standard there. Nothing really important, nothing really odd. Should we investigate further, or take him off the list?" (reply Yayla) "Moving on, to the person who is next...." Will began to say when he was interupted. "Sir," said one of the officers on the bridge, "Shuttle Bay two is opening there is a shuttle leaving." "What in God's good name," Will said as he left for the front of the bridge. =^=Vasilyovna to Bridge - lock onto the occupant of the shuttle departing hanger bay two & beam him back=^= "Rodger that Lt." he said, then turning to the officer at the tactical station, "You heard the Lt. lock onto that guy and beam him back dammit." "Sir," replied the officer, "We are unable to get a lock and transport him back." "Lt. Vasilyovna, we can't get a lock on the occupant." Will said tapping his commbadge. =^=Vasilyovna to bridge, target the shuttle & take it down=^= "Alright then," Will said, "Lock on and fire." The tactical officer locked on to the shuttle and blew it up. The ship was destroyed, and from what will assumed, the saboteur was onboard and died in the explosion. Except, "Sir," chimed in one of the bridge officers," There was a beam out from the shuttle before the explosion." ~Damn~ "Banowsky to Vasilyovna, shuttle is destroyed. But the occupant beamed out." he sad tapping his commbadge. He then turned around and headed towards the command chair and sat down. He then released a huge sigh. "Vasilyovna," He said tapping his commbadge, "Was the occupant the saboteur." (reply Vasilyovna) "I see, good work Lt. You've earned a break. Please take one." Will then got up with a smile and headed towards the ops station where Yayla was seated. "Well Lt. as of right now there is no need to continue doing a search of the crewmembers. I thank you again for your help." (reply Yayla) "Listen Lt. would you mind accompaning me to Ten Forward right now for a drink?" Will said, though he couldn't believe he was asking it. (reply Yayla, Vasilyovna) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:16) "Crewman Ralins is the biggest definition of a goodey two-shoes ever. Whether that be a cover or not, he is by far the mott helpful enlisted crewmember on my staff. He wouldn't even hurt a fly, as the saying goes. But again that may be just a front, but I don’t neccesarily know if it his him. Besides, he has been on the bridge most of the time, so I have been able to verify his location almost every day. But anyways, what are your thoughts, do you think he might be using his nicety as a front?" Shrugging, she replied, "I see no reason to if you can verify his whereabouts for the majority of the time. But you also have to watch out for those 'nice' guys." Yayla wasn't sure if she was referring to just the Crewman or to Banowsky as well now. "Though I must say there is nothing wrong with being nice. If Ensign Richards was a lot like your profile, Ralins is like me. Though he is nice and more forgiving then I am. I have a mean streak when I need to, but I am rather nice, volunteering for most things, with a total respect to my peers, and also to my senior officers. I am the definition of a nice guy, I even asked a dictionary company to put my picture next the definition of nice guy, they turned me down, but I never expected it to work anyways." Chuckling at the crumby joke, Yayla listened as he once more became over powering with the graditude. "Anyways, Lt. I am thankful for you aiding me in going through these names, it would be rather boring to do it by myself, and with the stresses of command and today, I probably wouldn't have been able to concentrate by myself. So thank you." "It's not a big deal, really. I don't mind," she replied back. "But...you're welcome." She said with a smile. "Anyways, let us move on to the next crewman, Marcus Freeman. He is a transfer from after the refit, new to starfleet , only 1 year of service listed on his service record. Not much else listed oddly, just said he grew up in montana on a horse ranch. Failed to gain admittance to the academy and listed. Pretty standard there. Nothing really important, nothing really odd. Should we investigate further, or take him off the list?" "Take him off," she said. After all her years on the streets growing up, she could usually tell the type of person to do these things. After all...she used to be one of these people. She had to to survive. "Moving on, to the person who is next...." Will began to say when he was interupted. "Sir," said one of the officers on the bridge, "Shuttle Bay two is opening there is a shuttle leaving." "What in God's good name," Will said as he left for the front of the bridge. Watching as Banowsky moved to the front of the bridge, she was captivated by what was happening. It seemed to be that someone had stolen a shuttle from their shuttle bay and took it out without authorization. Yayla watched as they tried to beam the occupant out, tractor it in, etc...but nothing seemed to work. Finally, Banowsky ordered the crew to shoot the shuttle down, but the occupant was gone before going down. "Well Lt. as of right now there is no need to continue doing a search of the crewmembers. I thank you again for your help." ~Thank the Prophets...I'm so sick of looking at these names I could puke.~ She didn't really want to do this, but she wanted to be close to Banowsky, though she didn't know why. "No problem, like I said, anytime." "Listen Lt. would you mind accompaning me to Ten Forward right now for a drink?" He asked. Raising an eyebrow, she supposed she could use the break. "Sure," she simply said. Then she rose from her seat at Ops and headed into the turbolift with him. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by : Stacey) (USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area - CMO- Williams- 13.16) Andrew quickly found the contaner marked 0279. it was about the size of a trunk with a lid running along the top which he opened. Inside was rows of smaller boxes contaning data chips. ~this can't be it. There must be something else~ he began to feel around the sides of the brunk and found a small dent which he pushed. the box made a click and the top row of boxes rose up showing a hidden space underneath. ~blimy. this must have taken some effort to constuct~ he leaned closer to see what was inside. ~okay there is data storage device for the information from the nanobots. there is the pulse burst transmitter there is the power cell and that is a ....~ Andrew's blood ran cold as realised what the object was. "Don't move." said a voice behind him (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-Lt. JG Will Banowsky-13.20) For the trip down to Ten Forward Will was uncharacteristically silent, which ussually meant he was shy, nervous, and pensive. He was trying to gather his thoughts. He was feeling relieved that the saboteur was gone, or at least he thought so. He also was trying to discover, why it was, he wanted to be in the prescence of Yayla. Of course, he knew the answer. He was beginning to have a crush on her, and was feeling attracted to her. But in reality that wasn't the question. The question was infact, what to do about it. Would he pursue those feelings, or let them die, let them die as he had done numerous times during the last few months. His last relationship ended 6 months ago, ended when she turned down a marriage proposal. But frankly Will had moved on from that. He was actually glad she said no, as he too was having doubts and it made his life easier. Rather the real question was, what would she say, and would it hinder his career. The latter was not really a factor, as long as they were on the same ship. Again the real question was, what would she say he told her? How would she react? It was safe to say however, Will was eager, and willing to find out. Entering Ten Forward, Will led Yayla to his favorite table, near the window. Being the gentleman he was he waited for her sit down before he did. Of course before he sat down however, he decided he would get the drinks. "Lt. what kind of drink do you want?" he asked. (reply Yayla) "Alright, I'll be right back." He said as he then turned around and went to the bar. He got her drink, as well as a root beer for him. He then returned to their table and handed Yayla her drink and he sat down. "Now then, I must say I am slightly relieved that the Saboteur is gone, but saddened, the shuttle he was in was our new type 11 shuttle. I didn't even have a chance to pilot her yet. It makes me a little teary eyed really, I pushed so hard to get it onboard too." (reply Yayla) "Regardless," he said as he took a sip of his drink, "I am really really glad that punk is gone. Even if I he escaped, I can rest a bit easier. Maybe even relax a bit tonight. Speaking of which, I have a question for you Yayla." (reply Yayla) ~Come on buddy, you can do it, you can do it...just get together all the courage you have.~ "Is Nollys your personal name, like mine is Will. I was just wondering, so like, is it like taboo to call you that, cause like it is your first name and like ummm, ya...ummm, ya..." Will lowered his head in dissapointment. ~Crash and burn, you crashed and burned~ (reply Yayla) ~Time for round 2, I formation 30 trap, ready break~ "Ummm, ummm, ummm, ummm, Yayla, how do I umm put this, how bout you, me, dinner tonight, 21.30.....umm ya..." ~Way to go Captain studder, well, you said, can't say you didn't do that.~ (reply Yayla) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre, Kenneth McKenzie Quarters, 13:20 Hours) Kenny fell on his bed, exsauted. That funny Trill lamp had taken a lot out of him. He wondered how that man could stand it. He was a Human after all. Maybe he had been around it for some time and got used to it. Kenny didn't really care. He just wanted to attend to his own things now. He could see things much clearer now. His eyes sight was still and not as many bright colours where in his eyes anymore. He got up off the bed and picked up his bag. He opened it and began to unload some of his belongings. He put a framed picture of his parents, James and Samantha McKenzie, on the side table next to his bed. He then took out a small potted plant wrapped in a bag. He had fought Hell with the Hygiene Control guys back at StarFleet to get in on. They thought it was some kind of alien orchid, when it is just a harmless Spider Plant. Next, he took out his books. The Holy Bible, which he had had for years. He was not religious, but he loved to study some of Earths greatest religions. The Bible was a black hardback, with gold engraved writing on the front and the spine. The then took out the Qu'ran and the Bugavid Gita. He put all three on his side table. Kenny was alerted by a COMM activation which was broadcast around the ship. "Security, locate & apprehend crewman Capoldi, exercise extreme caution, repeat exercise extreme caution". Kenny wondered what was going on? Was this the "Saybouer" that the ship was talking about? Kenny didn't know and he was not consered at the time. But he didn't want this guy running right in his quarters with a phaser in his hand and hold him hostage. "Computer, lock door." The computer bleeped in acknowledgement. Kenney was not taking any changes. He knew that the man would most likely not come anywhere near this place, but he just wanted to make sure that he was left alone. Kenny now wanted to go to Sick bay and put his medical record on file, but he was gonna wait a little longer...Just a little. (Reply anyone/no one) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Deck nine - Crew Quarters Twenty Two - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:20) It seemed now that they were finally onto something a little more concrete instead of the flimsy paper trail they had been following so far. With Angeletti`s help, Yelena had now traced back the line from the device recently discovered behind the replicator by way of a controlled activation of it`s transmission sub assembly. There had been only one responce to it from the entire ship & that had been identified now via Angeletti`s equipment as being in crewman Capoldi`s quarters directly above them on deck eight. Yelena of course wasted no time at all in utilising this new found knowledge & imediately returned into the corridor to interrogate the computer once again via one of the many access panels scatterered throughtout the Ship. "Computer, identify current location of crewman Eric Capoldi", said Yelena, her breath catching in her throat now at the feeling of finally closing in on their sabateur once & for all. [Crewman Eric Capoldi is currently located in corridor sixteen B - Deck four] Yelena tapped at her combadge in an instance. "Security, locate & apprehend crewman Capoldi, exercise extreme caution, repeat exercise extreme caution", said Yelena emphasising the later of the two warnings as she did so. (Reply Any) Yelena was then off down the corridor & heading to the turbolift with Angeletti in close pursuit. "Computer, track Capoldi`s location actively, update & advise accordingly, my comm only", said Yelena in the hope that by having the updates relayed only to her, the possibility of Capoldi realising they were now onto him would be minimised. [Accessing - Crewman Eric Capoldi is now in turbolift two heading for deck five] Yelena quickly entered the turbolift at the end of their own corridor & gave the command to go to deck five. (Reply Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area - CMO- Williams- 13.21) Andrew turned to see Ensign Fisher standing with his phaser pointing ta him. ~how the hell did he find me~ "It's not what you think. I would not come any closer." (reply Fisher) "Stay back. there is a type four demo charge sitting beside the equipment in this box. it might blow." (reply Fisher) "Don't look at me like that. My family were salvage and resuce. I know what I'm looking at." ~and how bloody temperamental they are~ (reply Fisher) "Computer what would happen if a type four demo charge went off at my location." [type four demolition charge explosion would would destroy auxiliary power unites in power juction 3A, destroy auxiliary gravitational unites in juction 5D, destroy power to cloaking device.] Andrew sighed. "Ow grate just what we need." (reply Fisher) (reply Fisher, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:22) The whole ride to Ten Forward was unnerving. Both remained silent as they were in the turbolift and didn't so much as utter a word. Clearing her throat, she tried her best to keep from cold sweating. She knew she was nervous because she could see what was about to come up. Going to Ten Forward or the holodeck was usually a precursor to asking, though she could be wrong. ~Keep that in mind...you could be wrong. But what if he asks me out?!~ Fighting the internal battle of questions, she finally waited until they arrived at Ten Forward before looking anymore into this. Yayla could honestly say that she had never had any true relationships before. Most generally she tended to scare off any men she had a crush on. Either that or she was outcasted because of her past and because she had a hard time letting people get that close to her. ~It's time to change things...~ "Lt. what kind of drink do you want?" he asked. "I'll take an iced tea," she said. It was the middle of the afternoon, she wasn't about to order an alcoholic drink. Besides that, she was still technically on duty-just on break. "Alright, I'll be right back." Yayla watched as he went up to the bar to get the drinks. Watching him, she knew she had a crush on him. Now the only problem was reciprocating his feelings...that is, if he had any? And how deep did they run? And why was she so concerned about HIS feelings more than her own? "Now then, I must say I am slightly relieved that the Saboteur is gone, but saddened, the shuttle he was in was our new type 11 shuttle. I didn't even have a chance to pilot her yet. It makes me a little teary eyed really, I pushed so hard to get it onboard too." Wincing, she said, "That must have been hard, I can imagine. But like you, I'm just happy we don't have to stare at the list of names anymore," she said in a joking mannor, though she meant it as well. "Regardless," he said as he took a sip of his drink, "I am really really glad that punk is gone. Even if I he escaped, I can rest a bit easier. Maybe even relax a bit tonight. Speaking of which, I have a question for you Yayla." ~A question? Oh Prophets, here it comes.....~ She didn't know why, but she chose this moment to start taking a sip of her iced tea. ~Probably as something to hide behind,~ she thought. Finishing, she said, "Oh?" "Is Nollys your personal name, like mine is Will. I was just wondering, so like, is it like taboo to call you that, cause like it is your first name and like ummm, ya...ummm, ya..." Will lowered his head in dissapointment. Giggling a bit, she suprised herself. ~Since when do I giggle?!~ "Though Yayla is technically my last name and Nollys is my given name, I usually just go by Yayla. So many people get Nollys confused for my last name...even I do half the time," she said, trying to get him not to think he didn't make his point. But she also wasn't sure if he would ever ask her out. She knew deep down that she wanted him to badly, but maybe it would wait for a rainy day... "Ummm, ummm, ummm, ummm, Yayla, how do I umm put this, how bout you, me, dinner tonight, 21.30.....umm ya..." Yayla's eyes widened as she realized Banowsky had just asked her out. ~Will...call him Will...~ Her face flushed and she started to feel the little butterflies in her stomach. Smiling a bright smile, Yayla said, "I'd love to....Will." <> "I must say...that will take me some getting used to....calling you Will, that is." < The first hurdle had finally been jumped, and she was now more eager than ever to tell her friend so she could help her get ready for her date tonight. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area- Asst Tac – Ensign Fisher - 13:22) Andrew turned to see Ensign Fisher standing with his phaser pointing at him. ~how the hell did he find me~ "It's not what you think. I would not come any closer." "Well it looks that way Doctor" "Stay back. there is a type four demo charge sitting beside the equipment in this box. it might blow." S'harien looked at the doctor, only one person would know that. "Don't look at me like that. My family were salvage and resuce. I know what I'm looking at." ~and how bloody temperamental they are~ "I don't believe you NOW step away."Sharien was in no mood for games he was about to move when the doctor spoke. "Computer what would happen if a type four demo charge went off at my location." [type four demolition charge explosion would would destroy auxiliary power unites in power junction 3A, destroy auxiliary gravitational unites in junction 5D, destroy power to cloaking device.] Andrew sighed. "Ow grate just what we need." S'harien just looked at the other man. He didn't know what he was up to but he wasn't going to let him detonate that Charge. " Doctor Move away from the crate." (Reply Williams) (Posted by Will C) (USS Spectre, quarters of Kenneth McKenzie, 13:24 hours) Kenny looked around his quarters. He was pleased with the way he had put his belongings. He didn't have all that much, and he liked to travel light. He also loved neat rooms and this one was neat and tidy to his liking. He walked over to the picture of his parents that sat on the end table at his bed and moved it a little so that it faced the pillow. He smiled. He missed them but he knew they where alright. Kenny looked out of the small window that was at the end of the room. All he could see was space, empty and dark. He just loved to look at space. Somewhere out there was something. What it was or maybe, he didn't know. That was why he loved science, and why be became a Science officer in StarFleet. He just loved to find out things. Why things worked or what things did. The meaning of things and their purpose. And who else to work for but StarFleet? He laughed. He had always thought he was half Vulcan or something! The way he always thought about things. He was very perceptive of every thing about him. He walked to the door, turned around and looked at the room form the door. He was facing the small window. The bed was underneath it and the side table next to the bed on the right. It had been at the left, but Kenny moved it. The door to the washroom was to the right of the bed. A small room, but it had the usual; sonic shower, sink and mirror. He knew the room was small, but he liked it. He was quite suprized to find he had a room all to his self. He thought to would be shearing. He didn't mind either way. He thought he was going to get some really annoying Human who was a mess, kind of like that old 20th Century entertainment show called the "Odd Couple". Kenny sighed and turned around to exit. "Computer. Unlock door." Kenny let the doors open and walked out. "Computer, lock door." Kenny was now going to get his medical record on file, then he was going to see about work. He was not sure what he would have to do, but he knew it would be something about this "Saboteur". But he would think about that later. He walked over to a turbo lift at the end of the corridor and walked in. "Sick Bay" he said. (Reply None) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Deck 9 - storage area- CMO - Williams 1325) "Doctor Move away from the crate." Andrew looked back at Fisher who was still pointing his phaser. ~he thinks I'm some stupid ideot. No he thinks I'm some maniac who will detonate the bomb~ Andrew stood up slowly and moved to one side letting Fisher see the explosive device. "It looks like a last ditch attempt. If the saboture failed then this would leave us totaly stuffed. It means that we would not leave the system alive." (reply fisher) ~come on man get a move on~ "Red aleart. Computer activate a level ten force field around the storage area. evacuate the surrounding areas." He saw Fisher cross slowly towards him. "Come on Mr Fisher. Are you going to deactivate this bomb or not?" ~because if he dose not I'll bloody do it~ (reply Fisher) (reply Fisher, any) (Reply Williams) (USS Spectre - Deck five - Corridor off of hanger bay two - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:25) Moving quickly down the corridor, Yelena responded to the active updates from the computer as she closed in on Capoldi`s location, her phaser was now drawn & set to stun, many would have probably set it to kill after the hassle this man had possibly caused, but the fact of the matter was that he still could have been innocent. Their sabateur was not above implicating others after all so it was better to be safe now than sorry later. [Crewman Eric Capoldi is now stationary at the entrance to Jefferies tube nine D - Deck five - adjacent to hanger bay two] Yelena responded to the computers update imediately & headed for that location, the adrenalin now coursing through her body with the anticipation of may`be bringing this to an end once & for all. Arriving at the entrance to jefferies tube nine however, Yelena stepped back & assessed the situation that had now confronted her. By this time of course, other security officers were arriving but the panel itself was opened slightly & she was concerned that the man might be waiting for her now with phaser drawn. There had been no more updates from the computer so it was safe to assume that Capoldi was still there as per the last update. "You can come out now, we know your there", said Yelena, her phaser now pointed at the part opened service panel. There was no responce at all however to the TAC/SC`s warning so she pulled aside the panel quickly aiming her phaser within as she did so. ~Damn~ The sight of the combadge lying there on the floor did two things, it annoyed the hell out of the security chief, but it also confirmed that Capoldi was their man for why else would he remove his combadge if not to deceive them of his location. The only other thing that bothered her now though was the possibilty that he was not acting alone. That aside, it was clear now anyway that Capoldi knew they were finally onto him & using applied logic it was probably safe to assume that he was going to try to escape in one of shuttles. No sooner had Yelena surmised this though, the klaxon`s in hanger bay two were sounding & the doors leading into it were closing in responce to a computer controlled safety measure in regards the uncontrolled decompression now occurring within the hanger bay. "Computer, override hanger bay two decompression", shouted Yelena. [Unable to comply with request - Shuttle launch in progress - exit door force field has been disabled - decompression is occurring] Yelena tapped her combadge in frustration at the man`s audacity. "Vasilyovna to Bridge - lock onto the occupant of the shuttle departing hanger bay two & beam him back" (Reply any on bridge) This was becoming more infuriating than ever now, Capoldi had obviously been experienced enough also to temporarilly disable the STS transporter facilities. The man was a regular fly in the ointment for sure. With her otions running out however, Yelena watched through the closed & locked hanger bay access doors as she watched the shuttle exit the space doors & head off into the distance. She then turned & leaned back against the wall closing her eyes as she did, then with one final determined voice she contacted the bridge one again. "Vasilyovna to bridge, target the shuttle & take it down", said Yelena. (Reply Any on bridge) It was with some regret that it had come to this, she had hoped that they could have caught the man & interrogated him further, he could have provided them with much needed information but now it seemed that it had all come to a fruitless conclusion as the bridge confirmed the destruction of the shuttle. Capoldi however would still have the last laugh. It seemed that the bridge had monitored a beam out imediately before the shuttle had been destroyed. No directly identified beam location could be discerned for even that had been scrambled. One thing however was foremost in Yelena`s mind now. Despite her annoyance at having not caught Capoldi in time after so much time & effort, perhaps now they could sleep a little more soundly when off duty for the first time in quite a while. (Reply Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) NRPG: Well, that`s one down. May just be more though ;-) (USS Spectre, Sick Bay, Ensign JG Kenneth McKenzie - 13:26 hours) Kenny walked into the sick bay of the Spectre. It was bigger than he though it would be. He saw an Orion female standing in the middle of the room. Kenny thought she was maybe a Nurse or something. "Hello, I'm Kenneth McKenzie. I came this morning. I'm here to get my medical Record of file" (Reply Chief Petty Officer Perses Douwsy) "Is the Chief Doctor not here? Oh well, can you do it?" (Reply Chief Petty Officer Perses Douwsy) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Deck five - Corridor off of hanger bay two - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:27) For a moment or two the TAC/SC simply remained where she was. With the imediate situation now defused, she took a while to contemplate what had just transpired in regards Capoldi but as she did so, her combadge chirped to signal an incoming. =/\=Vasilyovna, was the occupant the saboteur=/\= Wills words had broken her out of her thoughts & she tapped her combadge in responce. "I believe that it was", said Yelena, "I almost had him, it worries me how efficient this man was in evading capture", she added as she reached into the opened Jefferies tube access panel to retrieve Capoldi`s combadge, then she began walking off towards the turbolift once again. =/\=I see, good work Lt. You've earned a break. Please take one=/\= "Somehow I`m not sure that this is the end of it", said Yelena, I dunno, I have a feeling". (Reply Banowsky, IYW) Yelena then headed off to the medical centre to see the Doctor about a niggling headache that was now developing at her temples.... (Reply Banowsky, IYW, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) NRPG:OOPS, just noticed I messed up on a time stamp earlier today...grrr, anyways, the time shold be more like 13:37, not 13:25, since the shooting of the shuttle was that time...gah, me upset at myself. (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-Lieutenant Junior Grade William Gonzalo Banowsky-13.37) Smiling a bright smile, Yayla said, "I'd love to....Will." ~Damn she said n...wait a minute, he shoots, he scores....goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~ "Well then, thankfully it is a date, and gives us a good time to relax after a very stressfull day." "I must say...that will take me some getting used to....calling you Will, that is." Will took a nice long sip of his root beer. He loved the taste and it was his, comfort drink. He was pleased, he had a date, she was cute, she was pretty, and he was eager for a chance to get to know her better. "Well then, Nollys" Will said with a smile, "That is your given name, and I would hate for you to get confused about it yourself. So I shall call you Nollys, in personal situations anyways. On the bridge, Lt. Yayla is all your gonna get from me." Will said with smile, "Nollys is a pretty name, and calling you Yayla, acting like its your given name, seems like its cheapening your peoples traditon, I don't want to do that." (reply Yayla) "Anyways, as for our little date tonight, I get of duty at 21.15, though as I am in command, I am never truly off duty. Well anyways, umm, I was thinking I dunno, dinner, in my quarters, then perhaps a holodeck gettaway. I have some really cool programs, football games, sports game, law, adventures in the middle ages, a 19th century naval adventure program with pirates and stuff. I dunno, what do you think?" ~Man, I really need more time in the holodeck, Capitan William Banowsky and his crew of the Cruz Real are on voyage to la Isla del Muerte. Don Guillermo de Leon is on route to the holy land to fight in the crusades. I do have a holodeck program on the 2401 national championship game. Man, I need to get with Robbie, I'm sure he'd love some of these, but first things, my date with the lovely Nollys~ (reply Yayla) "But it should be fun. I design holodeck programs in my spare time, when I get time that is. I never really have any these days. But they are fun, and it helps me relax. That and I like my sports programs, keeps me fit." Will stopped himself before he began a huge rant. Will took another sip, and smiled at her. She had pretty eyes, that was for sure. "Anyways, I'm rather excited about this. I haven't had a date in over 6 months. Not since...well not since i proposed to my last girlfriend and she turned me down. She wanted me to not do starfleet, stay on Earth. She wanted me to sacrifice my dreams for her. I couldn't do that. It was unfair to me. But then....thats why I broke up with the one before her, my fiancee Rachel. She was willing to sacrifice for me, I didn't want her to do that. Now she is married with one kid, and is a very succesful civilian engineer. Proud of her too. We squared things away and she is very happy, and glad that I'm living out my dreams too. Now Julia, she got married recently, to some guy she was cheating on me with. Frankly I'm glad it didn't work out with her..." ~Will stop talking about your exes....~ "I'm glad for this career, and I'm glad that I got to meet you Nollys. God has a plan for me, no doubt. And I am here by his grace, just like I am sure you feel you are here by the grace of the Prophets." (reply Yayla) Will took another sip of rootbeer. "Anyways, Nollys do you have any questions for me?" (reply Yayla) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:38) Yayla awaited for Will's reaction to her answer...and got the one she'd hoped for. "Well then, Nollys" Will said with a smile, "That is your given name, and I would hate for you to get confused about it yourself. So I shall call you Nollys, in personal situations anyways. On the bridge, Lt. Yayla is all your gonna get from me." Will said with smile, "Nollys is a pretty name, and calling you Yayla, acting like its your given name, seems like its cheapening your peoples traditon, I don't want to do that." Waving her hand in the air she said, "Oh you're not, you don't have to worry about that. Besides, more often than anything I usually end up getting called 'Hey you' because no one can remember my name," she said, all the while flirting with Will and knowing it. Yayla couldn't believe how much like a girlie girl she acted when flirting. ~All about genetics.....females have the natural tendancy to do so,~ she kept telling herself. "Anyways, as for our little date tonight, I get of duty at 21.15, though as I am in command, I am never truly off duty. Well anyways, umm, I was thinking I dunno, dinner, in my quarters, then perhaps a holodeck gettaway. I have some really cool programs, football games, sports game, law, adventures in the middle ages, a 19th century naval adventure program with pirates and stuff. I dunno, what do you think?" Smiling, she was actually the type of woman who enjoyed action in her life. Holodeck programs that involved sports like rock climbing or anything to get the adrenaline pumping was her style. Unless of coarse she got in her moods where she would enjoy the occasional romantic scene. "Hmm, I think I'll let you suprise me with the definition of the 'sports' topic. I'm fairly good at sports, just to warn you," she said, before taking a drink of her tea. <> He then started going on about his random programing and what he did in his spare time. Yayla rather enjoyed listening to him talk. It gave her more insight to his personality...another thing she learned to do well. "Anyways, I'm rather excited about this. I haven't had a date in over 6 months. Not since...well not since i proposed to my last girlfriend and she turned me down. She wanted me to not do starfleet, stay on Earth. She wanted me to sacrifice my dreams for her. I couldn't do that. It was unfair to me. But then....thats why I broke up with the one before her, my fiancee Rachel. She was willing to sacrifice for me, I didn't want her to do that. Now she is married with one kid, and is a very succesful civilian engineer. Proud of her too. We squared things away and she is very happy, and glad that I'm living out my dreams too. Now Julia, she got married recently, to some guy she was cheating on me with. Frankly I'm glad it didn't work out with her..." Raising her eyebrows, Yayla sat back and folded her arms across her chest. "Sounds like...you've had some pretty bad luck there. Then again, I don't think I've had any luck to begin with," she threw out. <> Taking a deep breath, she said, "It's really hard to explain without knowing about how I grew up. Suffice it to say though, that I've really never had anyone get this close to me before. Usually I scare them off or push them away by doing something stupid I'm sure..." she rambled off, acting like she didn't care one way or the other. But she did care. She cared a lot. Especially about how Will thought about her. They weren't even on their first date..yet..and she was already spilling things about herself she vowed never to do until later. <> After his reply, she somehow felt relieved but knew it could also be a smoke screen. She was used to this, and felt that this was probably another one of those times where she would be let down, though she hoped it wouldn't. "Anyways, Nollys do you have any questions for me?" Thinking, she said, "Not at the moment...but if you give me time before our date tonight I'm sure I will." Smiling at Will, she knew she was falling for him harder than anyone she had fell for in the past. Now she was dying to skip all the bridge excitement for their date. "What about you? Do you have any questions for me?" (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.39) "Hmm, I think I'll let you suprise me with the definition of the 'sports' topic. I'm fairly good at sports, just to warn you," she said, before taking a drink of her tea. "Well then, I guess I need to come up with something to throw you off your game then." Will then started going on about his random programing and what he did in his spare time. "Anyways, I'm rather excited about this. I haven't had a date in over 6 months. Not since...well not since i proposed to my last girlfriend and she turned me down. She wanted me to not do starfleet, stay on Earth. She wanted me to sacrifice my dreams for her. I couldn't do that. It was unfair to me. But then....thats why I broke up with the one before her, my fiancee Rachel. She was willing to sacrifice for me, I didn't want her to do that. Now she is married with one kid, and is a very succesful civilian engineer. Proud of her too. We squared things away and she is very happy, and glad that I'm living out my dreams too. Now Julia, she got married recently, to some guy she was cheating on me with. Frankly I'm glad it didn't work out with her..." Raising her eyebrows, Yayla sat back and folded her arms across her chest. "Sounds like...you've had some pretty bad luck there. Then again, I don't think I've had any luck to begin with," she threw out. "Luck is in the eyte of the beholder, but though what do you mean you haven't had any luck?" Taking a deep breath, she said, "It's really hard to explain without knowing about how I grew up. Suffice it to say though, that I've really never had anyone get this close to me before. Usually I scare them off or push them away by doing something stupid I'm sure..." she rambled off, acting like she didn't care one way or the other. "WellI don’t blame you. I used to be like that, but then I eventually began to feel more comfortable around people. I was rather shy growing up, but I changed when I decided to be myself, and not what others wanted me to be. Anyways, Nollys do you have any questions for me?" Thinking, she said, "Not at the moment...but if you give me time before our date tonight I'm sure I will." "What about you? Do you have any questions for me?" "Sure, do you like poetry, I am so what of a poet, and was wondering if you were into poetry as well. It is another one of my hobbies." Will said, he was proud of his poetry, because he was good at it. (reply Yayla) "Ya, one of these days I will read you my poems, but only if you promise not to make fun of them." (reply Yayla) "Anyways, I really don't have many questions for you right now. Rather I have tons of questions, but am unsure whether you would want to answer them with so many people around. Ya know what I mean? Anyways, I dunno, I really don't have any other questions. But I can tell you one thing, I am rather excited about tonight. Though sadly I have to go back to work soon. Care to accompany me back to the bridge, or would you like to head back to the science labs." (reply Yayla) (posted by Will Banowsky) Mission: The Death of Dreams, Day 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-13:40) "What about you? Do you have any questions for me?" Taking a drink of her tea, she listened to Will's response. "Sure, do you like poetry, I am so what of a poet, and was wondering if you were into poetry as well. It is another one of my hobbies." Will said. Shrugging, she said, "Poetry isn't really anything I've ever had the time to do, nor the inclination personally....but.....I wouldn't mind hearing some of it sometime." "Ya, one of these days I will read you my poems, but only if you promise not to make fun of them." Smiling as flirty as she could without being picked up on in Ten Forward, she said, "I promise I won't make fun of any of it. Besides, I don't think I've ever really studied anything of that nature before. Starfleet Academy didn't exactly teach that sort of stuff." "Anyways, I really don't have many questions for you right now. Rather I have tons of questions, but am unsure whether you would want to answer them with so many people around. Ya know what I mean? Anyways, I dunno, I really don't have any other questions. But I can tell you one thing, I am rather excited about tonight. Though sadly I have to go back to work soon. Care to accompany me back to the bridge, or would you like to head back to the science labs." Downing the last of her drink, she said, "I think I'll head back to the science lab if you don't mind. I still have some work to do down there." <> With that, they both got up and Will accompanied her to the exit point of Ten Forward before they hesitantly departed. "See you tonight," she whispered when no one was looking or around that she could see. She wasn't sure if he wanted their relationship...or what was about to become a relationship...that exclusive yet or not. Either way, she only did this until he told her what his wishes were. <> With that, she turned and sighed, all the while in a dream like state as she headed towards the science labs. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-Lt. JG Will Banowsky-13.41) Downing the last of her drink, she said, "I think I'll head back to the science lab if you don't mind. I still have some work to do down there." "Perfectly fine. I don't want to take away fromy our work. Besides this gives you a chance to meet up with the new ACSO that came aboard. Kenneth something or other....I can't remember his last name. Regardless, I thank that would be a good idea. With that, they both got up and Will accompanied her to the exit point of Ten Forward before they hesitantly departed. "See you tonight," she whispered when no one was looking or around that she could see. "If only tonight where now, if only time could speed up so that we didn't have to depart. But alas, we must, or duty calls. But when the time comes, see you again I shall." Will said rather poetically trying to act all cool. He turned around and smiled, he had a date, she was pretty, and the saboteur was gone. Or he hoped the only one was gone. Starting to get a bit paranoid, Will hurried along to the bridge, still smiling, he had a date. (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.44) Will entered the bridge headed to the command chair and sat down. A lot of things were racing through his mind at this moment, but he tried not to let them get in the way of keeping the Spectre as his top priority, though he was certain that at 21.15, Nollys would become that for him. He tapped his commbadge. He needed to get back to work, and so he would. "Banowsky to Lt. Vasilyovna, can you come to the bridge please, I would like a report on who the saboteur was and if there was any going away presents. Thank you." (reply Vasilyovna) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:45) The Security chief had had a lot to contend with off late, first there had been the episode with Capoldi running off with one of their shuttles & now this. Gazing into the containment field that had been setup around the trunk found on deck nine, Yelena could only hope that this was the only one on the ship. She had run scans of course & nothing resembling the component traces appeared to be present, but this guy had been special, he had been two steps ahead of them at every time & it took real special to get that far ahead of Vasilyovna. They were actually just about to detonate the explosive charge within the containment field when Yelena`s com badge chirped again. =/\=Banowsky to Lt. Vasilyovna, can you come to the bridge please, I would like a report on who the saboteur was and if there was any going away presents. Thank you=/\= The chief tapped at her badge with the slightest of grimaces. This was hardly the time. "Sorry sir, no can do at this time, we have a situation here requiring my imediate attention, I`ll be with you ASAP", said Yelena. (Reply Banowsky) "We found something, a going away present as you term it but we`ve got it under control", said the SC. (Reply Banowsky) "We`ve run scans on the thing, we know as much as we`re going to & are just about to perform a controlled detonation", said Yelena. (Reply Banowsky) "Aye sir, I`ll be along shortly, Vasilyovna out", said Yelena as she nodded decisevly to the security officer at the console. The officer simply returned the nod & then ran his fingers deftly across the control board before him & within seconds a bright orange flash suddenly filled the shimmering containment field & then slowly disipated out of view to leave nothing where the trunk had once been. "Deactivate the containment field", said Yelena, "rescan for component traces throughout the ship, I want to be absolutely sure that there are no more of these things", said Yelena as she left the man to the prescribed duty. (Reply Banowsky, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) NRPG: sorry for such a short post trying to fit it in between shifts. RPG: (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-13.47) =^=Sorry sir, no can do at this time, we have a situation here requiring my imediate attention, I`ll be with you ASAP=^=, said Yelena. "What seems to be the situation Lt?" Will asked rather inquisitively. =^=We found something, a going away present as you term it but we`ve got it under control=^=, said the SC. "Understood Lt. what will you and your staff be doing?" Will was rather upset. Capoldi was once again steps ahead of him, and it was bothering him. =^=We`ve run scans on the thing, we know as much as we`re going to & are just about to perform a controlled detonation=^=, said Yelena. "Alright, take your time with that. I have full confidence in you Lt. As far as meeting with me, take your time on this detonation. Come at your earliest convience, not mine. Better safe then sorry." ~Indeed, man, I wish I could have gotten face to face with Capoldi, I would have...well...been thrown in the brig if I decided to do that.~ =^=Aye sir, I`ll be along shortly, Vasilyovna out=^= Will sighed as he sat in the command chair. He wished for the day he could go back to the CONN. He was happy that the saboteur was gone. Hell, he was happy he had a date. But he was disillusioned with command. He now understood one of the reasons the late Lt. Commander Orde disliked command, the stress, well and the paperwork. Will enjoyed the paperwork to an extent. He was almost a lawyer, but the stress was rather, strenous. He would of course learn to deal with it. He did one day want to command his own ship, but that day could wait. He was content with being a Second Officer, and he loved the CONN, he loved OPS, hell he loved his job. He would learn to love command, but not today, but in time. Will sat and time passed, and nothing eventful happened. Until of course Will got a transmission. "Sir," the officer at the communications station said,"Incoming transmission from the shuttle Exodus, one of the personnel shuttles from the 52nd fleet. It says that it is nearing us and have a new crewmember for us." ~I could live to be 100 and never understand why the fleet decides to send us new crew while we are in the middle of a dangerous mission.~ "Alright, send an acknowledgement and that we will beam over the crew member as soon as we can. I want a scan for any enemy ships in the area." "Negative sir, we are clear," replied the tactical officer, as well crossed over to the door leading to the turbo lift. "Good, Ensign Rix," he said nodding to the Ensign at the communciations station, "You have the bridge till I return." "Aye sir," replied Rix as Will entered the turbolift. Once inside Will tapped his commbadge. "Banowsky to enigneering. On my mark, decloak for 6 second understood." =^=Aye sir,=^= replied the rather akward sounding voice of Ensign Grant Archie, who was the Spectre's cloaking device specialist. (Reply None) (Posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - CMO - Williams - 13:50) Andrew felt a sigh of releaf when he was the trunk disapear. "Deactivate the containment field", "rescan for component traces throughout the ship, I want to be absolutely sure that there are no more of these things", He turned to Vasilyovna as she passed. "What's going to happen to me Lt Vasilyovna." He glanced over to Ensign Fisher who had put him under close arrest and had become his shadow. "Am I going to have Mr Fisher stuck to me permanently? because if so I'm going to need bigger quarters." (reply Vasilyovna) Andrew nodded at the reply. ~at least I know what is happening to me know~ (reply Vasilyovna, Fisher, Any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:51) Once the trunk had been dealt with, everyone breathed a sigh of relief except for the Doctor, he was clearly troubled at being found so close to the thing in the first place. Fisher had said that he appeared to have known it was there but surely that couldn`t have been so. "What's going to happen to me Lt Vasilyovna.", said Williams. "Am I going to have Mr Fisher stuck to me permanently? because if so I'm going to need bigger quarters.", he added with a sideways glance to the pitbull like security officers shaddowing stance. "I don`t think that will be neccesary Doctor, I will however be needing to ask you some questions about this", said Yelena. Andrew nodded at the reply. "You must understand how this looks Doctor", said Yelena, "for the time being however you may return to medical as I`m sure you have work to do there", she added. (Reply williams) "Oh & Doctor, unless you have a medical emergency on board ship, I would suggest you remain there for now", said Yelena. "I will contact you shortly" (Reply Williams) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Security - Hazardous containment - CMO - Williams- 13:59) "You must understand how this looks Doctor", said Yelena, "for the time being however you may return to medical as I`m sure you have work to do there", she added. "Yes Lt Vasilyovna. I understand totaly who it looks." ~If I ever get my hands on you Sis you'll regret it~ "Oh & Doctor, unless you have a medical emergency on board ship, I would suggest you remain there for now", said Yelena. "I will contact you shortly" "Yes Lt Vasilyovna." Andrew watched as Yelena left the Security. he then turned to Ensign Fisher "I need to grab a few things from my quarters and from sickbay." (reply Fisher IUW) Andrew turned and quickly left security. (reply Fisher, any) (posted by Robbie) (Shuttlecraft Exodus - AOPS Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira - 14:00) Keira sat staring into space, glad to be on the last strecth of her voyage. She was to join the USS Spectre as Assistant Chief of Operations. It sounded impressive, but Keira knew from experience that things that sound impressive often aren't. It had been a long trip and she had to change ships a few times, as the Spectre was currently on a mission near Betazed. Not for the first time, Keira wondered why they would assign someone to a ship that was light years away, but again she put it down to beaurocracy. Slowly, a moon slid into Keira's view. Avandar. The end of the journey. Keira knew the Spectre was close, but would be cloaked. She just hoped someone from Starfleet had sent word of her arrival. A soft whine told her that the shuttle was slowing down. A slight shimmer outside the window indicated the shields being deactivated. Keira still saw no sign of the Spectre, but maybe the shuttle captain had. She was just about to go to the shuttle cockpit when a shimmer engulfed her. (USS Spectre-Science Lab-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:06) Yayla sat in front of the science station in daydream about her upcoming date. ~Stop that!~ She scolded herself. ~You need to get your work done!~ Sighing, she snapped out of her daydream and looked around to make sure no one noticed she was 'out there'. Satisfied that everyone else wasn't paying attention, she gathered her stuff from her previous work and decided to call it quits. Since the sabatour had decided to leave the ship, she decided it a pointless effort to try and make anything of the data she held in her hand. Yayla then shut down her station and headed out towards sickbay. (Betazed - Resistance bolt hole - First Officer T`Vhor & Zual Denera - 14:10) This was no good at all, they had to get moving again. They had rested & recouperated now for over five hours, during which time the troops above had passed them by & were heading south & away from their desired direction. The Spectre would almost certainly be awaiting their signal now & it would have moved back into range of both their shuttles & their transporters. It was time now to meet it`s aquaintence again..... Growing ever more nervous with every passing minute however, the FO approached Denera as he sat in a makeshift chair sipping from a hip flask he seemed reluctant to ever be without. "I have to get my team back to the shuttles", said T`Vhor, "we can`t waste any more time underground", he added. Denera simply nodded in agreeance, "Probably a good thing, I`m surprised this hole hasn`t been found already, the Admirals men are all over, they`ve taken almost every other cell already & it`s only a matter of time before they get this one", said Denera. "Will you be coming with us?", said T`Vhor. Denera shook his head in the negative. "We`re needed here, we`ll move on shortly, theres cover in the foothills to the east & people we trust there", said Denera. "Just make sure you use that intel & whatever our friend over there has in her pretty little head to make a change here T`Vhor", said Denera motioning to the tired looking woman they had sprung earlier. T`Vhor looked in the direction of the woman & nodded. "I hope she`s worth all the trouble", said T`Vhor as he finally called everyone to order in preperation for leaving the bolt & the resident resistance team behind. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Transporter Room-Lt. JG Banowsky-14.12) Once Will entered the transporter room he headed to the transporter console and relieved the transporter chief stationed there. He located the shuttle and got a lock on the new crew member. "Engineering, Decloak now." =^=Aye sir,=^=Replied Archie again as the Spectre began to decloak. Will rapidly began to energize the transporter and in a matter of seconds, the new ensign was onboard and the Spectre was once again cloaked. The transport was a success and Will stood in front of the transporter pad as the Transporter Chief resumed his post. He looked at the Bajoran ensign who just beamed aboard. ~She is cute, but Nollys is cuter~ He thought to himself in jest. "I assume this is the Spectre? If so, Cad... Ensign Aiden reporting for duty." "Welcome aboard Ensign Aiden." Will said with a smile, "This is indeed the Spectre, I am Lt. Junior Grade Will Banowsky, the spectres Chief Conning and Opertaions officer, as well as our Second Officer. Though, due to the fact our Captain and First Officer are away right now, I am acting Commanding Officer. But none the less, welcome aboard. May I see your orders." (reply Aiden) Will looked over her orders and smiled. ~ A new Assistant Chief of Operations, good. Could use one, don't know what happened to Morris, but it seems Chief of OPS wasn't for him. Either way, glad to have another OPS officer aboard.~ "Everything seems to be in order Ensign. Once again welcome to the pride and joy of the 52nd fleet the USS Spectre. Well it isn't the pride and joy of the fleet, but it should be. Now then, at your convinience, I would get your quarters, meet with our CMO and COUNS to get a medical and psychological profile on file, though those can be done tommorow if you wish. Once you get settled in, head to the bridge and get familiarized up there." (reply Aiden) "Ensign, I look forward to working with you, but now I must be heading back to the bridge." Will then turned and left for the bridge. (reply Aiden) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Sickbay-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:13) Upon walking in sickbay, she couldn't find Williams. ~Probably tucked away in his office.~ Walking back further towards his office, she poked her head in there as well, also still not finding him. Frowning, she turned around to leave right when she saw him behind her, scarring her. Startled a bit, she said, "Doctor...I'm sorry. I was just looking to tell you that apparently the sabatour has left the ship. I still have the data here to work on, but since they're no more, I've decided to put it off. This...was quite puzzling still, and I never did find anything out of it. At least not yet, assuming I need to dig it back up." <> "Right, well I'll leave the data in your capable hands," she said as she handed the PADD back to the Doctor. <> "Let me know if there's anything else I can do for you," she said, getting ready to turn and leave for the bridge. NRPG: More here if you'd like. (Reply Williams, Any) (Posted by Stacey) NRPG: sorry about that every one. hope this one is better. RPG: (USS Spectre-Sickbay-CMO Williams-14:14) Andrew entered sickbay glad to be back. he saw Nollys enter his office and was about to call out when she turned. "Doctor...I'm sorry. I was just looking to tell you that apparently the sabatour has left the ship. I still have the data here to work on, but since they're no more, I've decided to put it off. This...was quite puzzling still, and I never did find anything out of it. At least not yet, assuming I need to dig it back up." "It's good to know that since the sabatour has left things should quieten down. Its a pitty that you did not get to the bottom of it." "Right, well I'll leave the data in your capable hands," said Nollys Andrew took the PADD that she had handed to him. "Thanks I'll file it under all the other unsolved mistories that I have." "Let me know if there's anything else I can do for you," she said, "Not a problem,I will." He watched her leave as he grabbed the items he needed and then found Douwsy. "Douwsy I've been held up in security but I'm back for the moment. anything happened while I was gone." (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Transporter Room - AOPS Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira - 14:15) Keira stepped off the transporter pad, not amused. She couldn't believe they had transported her without even warning her, let alone asking! She crossed to the figure standing in front of her and, not bothering to come to attention, asked rather pointedly: "I assume this is the Spectre? If so, Cad... Ensign Aiden reporting for duty." (Reply Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - Transporter Room - Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira -14:15) "Welcome aboard Ensign Aiden." Will said with a smile, "This is indeed the Spectre, I am Lt. Junior Grade Will Banowsky, the spectres Chief Conning and Opertaions officer, as well as our Second Officer. Though, due to the fact our Captain and First Officer are away right now, I am acting Commanding Officer. But none the less, welcome aboard. May I see your orders." "Are you people in the habit of just beaming people around without even letting them know?" Keira asked as she rummaged in her backpack for the PADD with orders she carried. Finding it, she haned it to Banowsky, who looked over her orders and smiled, not even acknowledging that she had asked a question. "Everything seems to be in order Ensign. Once again welcome to the pride and joy of the 52nd fleet the USS Spectre. Well it isn't the pride and joy of the fleet, but it should be. Now then, at your convenience, I would get your quarters, meet with our CMO and COUNS to get a medical and psychological profile on file, though those can be done tommorow if you wish. Once you get settled in, head to the bridge and get familiarized up there." If everyone on this ship was as disgustingly friendly as this guy, Keira could see she was in for a frustrating time. "Sure," she said, taking the PADD from the Lieutenant, not bothering to address him as 'Sir'. "Ensign, I look forward to working with you, but now I must be heading back to the bridge." He turned and left for the bridge. Keira wondered what was wrong with him. He didn't answer her question and it didn't seem to bother him that she omitted the 'Sir'. ~Must be in love,~ she thought as she turned and left the transporter room. She entered the hallway, slightly confused as to where she should go next. "Computer, please indicate quarters for Ensign Aiden," she asked as she crossed to a wall display a few feet down the corridor. The computer indicated a path for her to follow on the display and Keira set off, checking various displays as she walked. (Reply Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) NRPG: Maybe this post will solve your problem, Alan. (USS Spectre-Bridge-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:19) Emerging from the turbolift, Yayla tried so very hard not to look in Will's direction. Keeping her normal straight face, which she was very good at, she made a direct line straight for her duty station. As she sat down, she chatted it up with the newest science officer. "Keeping my seat warm for me?" She asked jokingly. <> Rolling up to her station, she tapped in her code, logging in that she was present at the station and on duty on the bridge. "So anything happen while I was gone?" <> Yayla knew she wasn't exactly the CSO, but she still had a nose for wanting to know everything that related to her science of duties. Tapping a few buttons, she brought herself up to speed along with what McKenzie told her. Meanwhile, she was also keeping her back turned to Will, hoping that would force herself into distraction from him, not thinking about him. (Reply: Williams, McKenzie, any) (Posted by: Stacey) NRPG: Just to note, I also have a character with the last name 'Mackenzie' so if I sometimes spell 'McKenzie' wrong it's because of that. :-P I've caught myself several times doing this, bah! (USS Spectre - Keira's quarters- Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira -14:25) After what seemed like an eternity, Keira finally found her quarters. Not that it was difficult, with the computer guiding her all the way, but the ship was much larger than anything Keira had been on. Approaching the door, she noticed a woman standing outside the door, dressed in a security uniform. ~What now?~ Keira thought as she approached the woman. "Ensign Aiden," Keira said by way of introduction as she came to attention in front of the Lieutenant. "I believe this is my room you're standing in front of, Sir." (Reply Vasilyovna, Banowsky, Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - Keira's quarters - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:26) Yelena had yet to meet their new arrival but from the somewhat disgruntled look upon the face of the young Bajoran woman now approaching her, here she was. "Ensign Aiden,", said the woman, curtly offering the information before the chief had even asked for it. "I believe this is my room you're standing in front of, Sir.", she added. Yelena simply stepped aside from the doorway with the slightest of smiles upon her face. "Then you believe correctly Ensign", said Yelena, "I`m here to advise you of a change in your imediate position", said the TAC/SC. (Reply Keira) "You are currently assigned as assistant chief of ops but due to unforseen circumstances you are to step up into the Chief of Ops position, active as of now", said Yelena. (Reply Keira) "Of course, you may first settle into your quarters & attend to your needs before reporting for duty", said Yelena as she gestured with her hand for the Bajoran to enter her quarters as suggested. (Reply Keira, IYW) "I`ll see you on the bridge shortly then Ensign", said Yelena as she turned & left the new arrival to her business of preparing for duty. (Reply Keira, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 14:30) After heading off to the North, the away team complete with Krige in his still recouperating condition came upon a verdant area of woodland that bordered a level plain below. Sitting at the top of the slope T`Vhor removed his binoculours & scanned both ahead & to the left & right as those behind him stopped & waited. It seemed that this plain stretched far in both directions, it was open land & they would be clearly visible to anyone that might be watching but the fact still remained that they had to get to the other side. They had no choice. What was bothering the FO now though more than anything else was the very real possibility of landmines in the expance below them, Doenitz was known to be using them to deal with the various resistance factions that had sprung up since his hostile takover of Betazed. They were invisible to the naked eye, very difficult to predict & utterly deadly in their accuracy. It was certainly not without some trepidation that the team continued on down the sloping grass verge, each of them had been warned to keep an eye out for anything that looked disturbed as they decended, then once they had reached the foot of the hill, they set off cautiously across the plain that now lay ahead of them. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) Mission: The Death of Dreams Day:5 Stardate:2407.01.17 (IRW Dihvael - Bridge - Commander Talok & Tal Shiar Operative N`alae - 14:30) N`alae appeared decidedly flustered once again by Commander Talok`s casual stance in regards the federation conspiracy going on all around them. From the very moment she had boarded the Dihvael she had felt uneased by what she saw as his increasing dereliction of duty. Already they had shadowed three seperate federation vessels in defined areas of space that had come dangerously close to the neutral zone, in her mind it was clear that the split factions & the alliance of the Klingons led to only one possibility, the imminent combined attack upon Romulus itself. With the backing of Proconsul T`hara-Jotal himself, N`alae had won powerful backing from the Romulan senate. Regardless of her reports however, the imperial praetor had been reluctant to do anything other than move the fleet to operational readiness & N`alae was getting edgy. The Romulan Commander however had again called for reports on the federation vessels latest movements & his subcommander had advised accordingly. "They just sit there", he said, "they have moved only to accept two incoming shuttles, they remain cloaked & unaware of our presence", added the subcommander. "And what of the opposing ships?", said Talok but no sooner had the subcommander attempted to speak, N`alea had swung about in her chair with a sigh before interjecting abruptly into the proceedings. "How much more proof do you need to see!", she bellowed, "can you not see what is going on under your very nose", she added. "The last time we saw ships ammased in such numbers as these it was our own Warbirds in preperation for the attack on Khitomer", said the arrogant Tal Shiar officer as she walked up to face the viewscreen with her hand extended out towards it. "This is no casual gathering, they mean to attack, under a ruse of civil war their goal is undoubtably Romulus itself, otherwise why would they ally themselves with the Klingons", said N`alae falling silent for a few moments to allow her words to register. "I urge you commander to make contact with senate & recommend a tactical deployement of the fleet", said N`alae turning again towards the viewscreen. "Are you blind to these actions, we have tracked their vessels intently, they are underhand, they are allied to a sworn enemy of the senate, everything here is saying one thing Talok, everything here is saying that if we allow this to go unchallenged..........", said N`alae pausing again. "Romulus will fall.....you will have the blood of our people on your hands because you chose not to see the signs", said N`alae in an uncharacteristicly calm voice now. Talok however simply fixed on the view screen in deep thought, he didn`t believe that the federation would risk all out war with the Romulan star empire any more than he believed they would attack the Borg or the Jem`hadar. N`alae was power crazed, all she wanted was glory but know that as he did, the first signs of discent was already appearing amongst his crew now, for some of the Dihvaels officers were begining to wonder also & it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to hold this mission together. This however was all irrelevant now for somewhere in the bowels of the Dihvael, that discent had shown itself as a slight phase variance in the experimental phase inverter subassembly where it linked into their modified cloak. Already a subtle but uniquely detectable vibration was appearing in their signature & it wouldn`t be long before it was picked up by any nearby vessel. The Engineer responsible for this of course knew what was happening, it was all part of the falling chain of those who believed in the Tal Shiar bridge officers delusional reckonings. This one small adjustment, would tilt their hand one way or another, only time would tell in what direction fate would throw it. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:45) The TAC/SC was now standing at the tactical console on the bridge, her hands working her board when the first signs of something not quite right signalled itself. At first, Yelena had thought that it was a malfunction but then it happened again. It was subtle, very faint & coming from roughly ten thousand kilometres off their starboard aspect. In a second, yelena retargetting the sensors & set them to a narrowband emission in the direction of the anomoly. It was no use though, she needed the science console & imediately transferred the data over to Lieutenant Nollys`s station for further analysis before heading on over there herself. The moment she had arrived she adressed the science officer directly. "Lieutenent, tell me what you make of this", said Yelena. (Reply Nollys, Any) "It`s spurious, intermittent but definately there", said Yelena her brow now furrowing in concern as the science officer disseminated the data even further. (Reply Nollys, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:47) Sitting at the science station, Yayla could still not get her mind off having to wait until later that night. She was very excited to have gotten a date, not only because he wasn't afraid of her thus far, but because it was Will, and she realized she had a crush on him. As her mind slipped away, it was brought back to reality when her console beeped at her. "Lieutenent, tell me what you make of this", asked Yelena. Tapping a few commands at her station, she said to herself, "This looks like the same patch of data I was examining earlier." No one else really knew about that, so she didn't say much but kept it quiet for now. Then, she responded out loud to Vasilyovna's question, "It's confusing...but...here, let me try this." "It`s spurious, intermittent but definately there", said Yelena. "I tend to agree." Digging deeper into the data she'd received, she then said, "I may be wrong...but it looks as if it may be some sort of clocked device...maybe a ship?" <> Waiting to hear her thoughts, she reentered the data more times through until she could figure out exactly what this was. That's when Will appeared to be interested in the matter at hand as well. "I'm telling you now, I still think it's a cloaked ship of some sort," Yayla said, as in warning. "I understand, this is rather troubling. Alright folks, raise shields yellow alert. Lets to a little bit more searching but, I don't want to take any chances. Do you have any idea what the signal is coming from." "Signal is coming from sector 286....I may be able to give you more info, but it will take a few minutes." <> Working her console, she awaited anymore questions either one of them could pose for her. (Reply: Banowsky,Vasilyovna, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:48) "I may be wrong...but it looks as if it may be some sort of cloaked device...maybe a ship?", said the Science officer. That was not what the TAC/SC was wanting to hear at all, this was looking more worrying by the second, if this was a cloaked vessel then who? Romulan..... "See if you can identify any known pattern", said Yelena, "If it matches a known configuration we may have something to go on, it might just be something else but if it is a ship we need to know asap", she added. "I'm telling you now, I still think it's a cloaked ship of some sort," said Nollys just as the 20 suddenly arrived to see what was troubling them. "Lieutenant Vasilyovna may I infer as to the nature of your discovery.", he asked. "I`m not sure", said Yelena, "something on sensors, it`s intermittent & nondescript, Lieutenant Nollys believes it may be a cloaked vessel", said Yelena. "I understand, this is rather troubling. Alright folks, raise shields yellow alert.", said Banowsky. The moment the 20 had given that order though the Security chief was on it in a second. "No!, delay that", she cried. "With all due respects sir, if we raise shields now & go to alert, we are going to broadcast our presence to all & sundry", she added. (Reply Banowsky, Any) "If it is a ship, I think we can safely assume their intentions are not imediately hostile or they would have acted already, I would suggest we play this one cool", said Yelena. (Reply Banowsky, IYW) "Lets to a little bit more searching but, I don't want to take any chances. Do you have any idea what the signal is coming from.", said Banowsky. "Signal is coming from sector 286....I may be able to give you more info, but it will take a few minutes.", said Nollys. "The signal keeps disappearing & reappearing at random on my own tactical console, I would suggest some spectral scans, might show up something, let me know if you find anything", said Yelena as she returned to her own station on the opposite side of the bridge. (Reply Banowsky, Nollys, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-14.50) Will had been sitting diligently at the command chair as the bridge went about its activites. He was sitting relatively in silence, and was actually praying the rosary, though he was praying in his mind so that it would not be distracting to others around him. He had just finished when he noticed that Lt. Vasilyovna had hurried over to the Science station. He turned to that direction and tried his best to overhear the conversation that was going to be taking place. This was due to his curiosity and the fact that he wondered what was so urgent as to have Vasilyovna head to the Science Station. When he heard Lt. Vasilyovna speak he knew he needed to head over there. "Lieutenent, tell me what you make of this", said Yelena. (Reply Nollys, Any) Will began walking over to the science station the minute Yayla began to Speak. "It`s spurious, intermittent but definately there", said Yelena her brow now furrowing in concern as the science officer disseminated the data even further. Will arrived rather quietly and put stood infront of the two officers. "Lieutenant Vasilyovna may I infer as to the nature of your discovery." Will said trying to sound all Command like. (reply Yelena) "I understand, this is rather troubling. Alright folks, raise shields yellow alert. Lets to a little bit more searching but, I don't want to take any chances. Do you have any idea what the signal is coming from." (reply Yelena or Nollys) (reply Nollys, Yelena) (posted by Will Banowsky) NRPG: Hope this is alright, if not we can axe it. NRPG: Yes, of coarse I sympathize with the poor compiler but....could you please kill the post I made right before this? I forgot to include part of it :-P (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-14.53) "No!, delay that", she cried. "With all due respects sir, if we raise shields now & go to alert, we are going to broadcast our presence to all & sundry", she added. "Good point. Nearly lost myself there. With the events of earlier today, I am still a bit edgy." Will replied. He nearly made a mistake there. He needed to calm down and relax a bit. "If it is a ship, I think we can safely assume their intentions are not imediately hostile or they would have acted already, I would suggest we play this one cool", said Yelena. "Yes, we need to be cool. But we also need to be ready to strike if the need arises. But for now lets to a little bit more searching but, I don't want to take any chances. Do you have any idea what the signal is coming from.", said Banowsky. "Signal is coming from sector 286....I may be able to give you more info, but it will take a few minutes.", said Nollys. "The signal keeps disappearing & reappearing at random on my own tactical console, I would suggest some spectral scans, might show up something, let me know if you find anything", said Yelena as she returned to her own station on the opposite side of the bridge. "Please continue the anyalisis and scans Lt.," Will said to Nollys in a serious voice, very different from how he was when they were in ten forward together. This was almost a different Will. One to whom work was more serious, and he would sacrifice his own life for the good of the ship and crew. Not the Will who was eager to go on a date with the beautiful bajoran. In fact, the date wasn’t even on his mind. "Inform me when you have any new data." (reply Yayla) Will then headed over to the tactical console were Lt. Vasilyovna had just returned. "Lieutenant, what are the chances that the ship is having some sort of engineering or ship malfunction. I doubt a cloaked ship would be emiting this signal willingly, unless of course they wanted to be found. But why would a cloaked ship want to be found." Will paused and sighed. "Today is just keeps getting better. Now then Lt. if this is a cloaked ship, do you think the signal is made by them purposely to tempt or alarm us or due to a systems failure." (reply Vasilyovna) "Indeed. If it is in fact a systems failure, do we not have a duty to render aid, and the same time could it be a ruse to lure us out of hiding." Will began rubbing his temples trying to think about what to do next. What course of action should they take. "I don't very well think hailing them would be a good idea. But perhaps we could use it to our advantage. I am open to suggestions Lt." (reply Vasilyovna) (reply Yayla, Vasilyona) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:54) Yelena was surprised to see Lieutenant Banowsky at her side again & wondered why he had appeared. The contact was obviously bothering him some, it was clear that the stress of command was weighing heavy on his shoulders now & he seemed to be exhibiting a degree of uncertainty in his judgements. It was to be expected though, this was after all his first stab at command & he had been thrown in at the deep end. On this occasion however he was concerned that the contact, if indeed it were a ship, might be actually wanting to be discovered. The notion puzzled the TAC?SC somewhat. ~Why on earth would it want to be seen~ No sooner had she thought it though, Banowsky was questioning it also. "But why would a cloaked ship want to be found.", he asked. "Today just keeps getting better. Now then Lt. If this is a cloaked ship, do you think the signal is made by them purposely to tempt or alarm us or due to a systems failure." "I`m really not sure Lieutenant, I can`t imagine why a cloaked vessel would want to be discovered unless it were malfunctioning in some way", said Yelena, "after all, stealth is the reason for being cloaked in the first place", she added. "Indeed. If it is in fact a systems failure, do we not have a duty to render aid, and the same time could it be a ruse to lure us out of hiding.", said Banowsky. "I think not", said Yelena, "If there is a ship in need of our assistance it would have requested it, I would not recommend breaking coms silence though at least until we have our away teams back on board", she added. "I don't very well think hailing them would be a good idea. But perhaps we could use it to our advantage. I am open to suggestions Lt.", said Will. "At this time, I would suggest inaction is our best course of action", said Yelena, "I`m not keen on breaking comms silence as I said, our duty is to remain on station & await contact from the away teams, our own situation is precarious at best & I firmly believe that we should deal with things one step at a time", said Yelena. "We should be recieving something from the away teams soon I think", said Yelena. "It`s getting near to the pre-arranged time anyway" (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-14:55) "We should be recieving something from the away teams soon I think", said Yelena. "It`s getting near to the pre-arranged time anyway" "Yes Lt. that is why I am on edge. Perhaps they were to follow us and stop us from recovering the away team. Even worse perhaps that is the ship that beamed aboard Crewman Capoldi. But you are right Lt. patience is the answer right now." (Reply Vasilyovna) "Keep me informed of the situation Lt. We need to be two steps ahead of the curve here." Will then turned and headed back to the command chair. He was deeply troubled about the situation that was beginning to arise. He was very worried about what ship was hiding out there, and what there purpose, and why the hell they were eminating a signal. Didn't matter though, he had more things on his plate. For one, the return of the away team. He needed to relax, he needed to stay calm. He needed to show the crew he was calm and strong, because his demeanor would reflect on theirs. Will tapped his commbadge. "Bridge to Ensign Aiden." (reply Aiden) "I know you are new to the ship Ensign, but as you are our new OPS chief, I would like you at the ops station ensign, at least on the bridge to get a feel for the ship." (reply Aiden) "Banowsky out." (reply Vasilyovna, Aiden) (posted by Will Banowsky (Bridge of the USS Spetre, Ensign Kenneth McKenzie, 14:55 hours) Kenny was a little annoyed with Nurse Dowsy. That Medical person was very rude in not answering Kenny's question of where the CMO was. Anyway, he didn't care at the moment. He just wanted to start his work on the ship, whatever it would be. He thought the best way would be to go to the bridge and see what was happening, as he had also discovered that the ACSO was also there. Leaving the turbo lift, he entered the bridge. He saw the SO sitting at his chair. The ship was on Yellow Alert and Kenney knew that something was up. He walked over to the SO and stood at attention. "Eh, Sir. I am ready for an assessment. I see, I may be needed right now?" (Repliy Lt. (JG) William Banowsky) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-14:55) ~Damn limited technology,~ she thought, still scanning the sector to see if they could determine what was tripping up their sensors. They really didn't have limited technology, but she liked to curse it anyways for not being as fast as she wanted it to be. "Please continue the anyalisis and scans Lt.," Will said to Nollys in a serious voice. "Inform me when you have any new data." "Aye sir," she said, now concentrating on trying to figure out what 'this' was. "At this time, I would suggest inaction is our best course of action", said Yelena, "I`m not keen on breaking comms silence as I said, our duty is to remain on station & await contact from the away teams, our own situation is precarious at best & I firmly believe that we should deal with things one step at a time", said Yelena. At this point, Yayla decided she agreed with Vasilyovna. Inaction was the best coarse of action at this point. Everytime Yayla thought she was one step closer to figuring out what this thing was, something in the sensor input changed. Grunting to herself about it, she would figure this thing out if it took her all night. "May ah bea of some help?" asked McKenzie. Forgetting she was talking to him only minutes earlier, she turned to him and said, "Actually....yes you could." Gathering her info, she then transfered it to his console at Science 2 right next to hers. "I'm sure you just heard all about everything.....now we need to take what we have and figure out what this thing is." <> "Oh...wait a minute," Yayla said excited, thinking she finally had something after all. But as soon as it was there, it vanished without a trace. Yet another glitch that didn't help her in the long run. Slamming her fist on the console, it attracted the attention of a few other officers on the bridge. Yayla didn't realize it and didn't care at first, until she saw McKenzie's _expression. Then she slowly/barely looked over her shoulder to see a few others looking at her oddly. ~Damn thing!~ Putting her attention back on the screen in front of her, she then looked back at McKenzie. "I think we have our work cut out for us, at least for a little while." (Reply: McKenzie, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-14.56) Eh, Sir. I am ready for an assessment. I see, I may be needed right now?" Will looked at the new ensign, one of the ones he had just welcomed aboard only hours earlier. The young ensign wanted something to do, well Will could only really think of one thing right now, and that was simple. "Right, Ensign, go and help Lt. Yayla over there at the sience station. We located a signal coming from what appears to be a cloaked ship. Head over there and help her with the scans." (reply McKenzie iyw) (posted by Will Banowsky) (Bridge of the USS Spectre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie 14:56 hours) "Right, Ensign, go and help Lt. Yayla over there at the science station. We located a signal coming from what appears to be a cloaked ship. Head over there and help her with the scans." "Aye, Sir" replied Kenny. He walked over to the console that Lt. Yayla was working at. She seemed like she was working to decode something or trying to find something. Kenny was not sure what, but he was going to find out. "May ah bea of some help?" asked Kenny in his broad Scottish accent. (Reply Lt. Yayla) (Posted by Gavin Work) (Bridge of the USS Spectre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 14:58 hours) "Actually, yes you could." said Lt. Nollys. She pressed a few buttons and a few seconds later, Kenny hard a bleep and saw that she had given him some data at Science Station 2 which he was standing beside. "I'm sure you just heard all about everything, now we need to take what we have and figure out what this thing is." "Sure, but what dea ye want me tae do?, Mam?" asked Kenny. "Oh, wait a minute!" Yayla said excited. She looked at her console, but the hopeful look on her face faded away after a few seconds. She slammed her fist on the console, attracting the attention of some people near her. "I think we have our work cut out for us, at least for a little while." "Aye, that we do." said Kenny. (Repliy Lt. Yayla Nollys.) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:00) With science now working on the signal & Yelena backtacking through the sensor logs, it was inevitable now that sooner or later they would begin to piece together the puzzle that had been presented to them. It seemed that their own FO had been tracking contacts just like this one for quite a while now. From his time on both the Cochrane & the Paladin he had logged strange readings throughout their missions. It had all culminated in an encounter with a Warbird & the knowledge of that certainly had the TAC/SC on edge. It was a difficult situation, if this was a cloaked vessel then to provoke it would cause nothing but trouble, the fact that they still had crew away though only compounded the problem further. With that thought still in her head however, Yelena began overlaying the sensor contacts of the Paladin & Cochrane onto the most recent signals. They did not match, the new ones were out of phase whereas the earlier ones had been uniform. If this was a ship it was exhibiting an entirely different gameplan which begged the question, why? For the time though it seemed that the question would go unanswered until something else transpired to give them another piece to the puzzle. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-15:01) "I think we have our work cut out for us, at least for a little while." "Aye, that we do." said Kenny. Sighing, she wasn't sure how to instruct McKenzie to help if she couldn't even help herself out. ~Think Yayla think!~ "Alright...." Blowing out a deep sigh, she said, "Here's what you can help me with. Start running scans sector by sector. Let me know anything that pops up that attracts your attention or that's not normal. Anything that will help us solve this sensor puzzle." (Reply McKenzie) (Posted by Stacey) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:10) They had now travelled two thirds the way across the expance of land when the proximity alarm on T`Vhor`s Tricorder began sounding for the second time that day. Imediately they all fell to their knees as the FO removed his phazer & also the device from it`s holder to scan for targets ahead of them. "In the trees ahead, four contacts spread out", said T`Vhor. It was a fruitless announcement for it had suddenly become obvious to them all now as the phazer fire began slamming into the ground all around them. They were pinned down, there was nowhere to run & all they could do now was take cover behind the small raised areas of land around them & return fire towards the source of the phazer fire that was being directed at them. The Captain fired twice in quick succession hitting one of the four men as he did so, the man let out a shriek as the phazer fire hit him in the chest to throw him backwards against a nearby tree with a sickening thud, then he lay lifeless as his comrades moved to take cover whilst maintaining their combined firepower on their enemies positions. For a while the battle continued on, then all at once Captain Ktell made a quick dash to a small mound to his left in an attempt to gain an advantage over his intended target. He did not get far........... (Reply None) (Posted by alan Reading) NRPG: More to come..... (Betazed - Woodlands - Lt Col Krige - 15:25) Krige watched in a split second of horror as his battle-helmet's HUD glowed red and pinpointed several triggers on the ground, indicating land mines. He'd noted them before, but nobody had ventured that close from his team and they had been tied down so hard that he hadn't had a chance to really warn anyone. He'd taken the flanking position to warn anyone off if necessary. But he was only one man... And the worst case was happening before his eyes; Ktell jumped right into the field and kept moving, probably hoping to get into a different position or to avoid the cover fire. ~No~ "CAPTAIN!" ... but his warning was to late, the Captain didn't heed him in time. Krige quickly brought his hands over his head as the land-mine, some sort of bouncing betty from the look of the trigger, went off. His arms and armor clattered from the sheet-line blast of shrapnel and his suit Nanites immediately responded to the little damage that was caused, but he ignored the computer as he uncovered his head and looked around. Several feet away from where he had last been, Captain Ramae Ktell was laying flat and in a vaguely unnatural position. His left leg was lying next to his head; his right was several feet away and in even worse shape. Krige noted in a detached part of his mind that the betty hadn't achieved full height, it -should- have chopped him in half rather then simply cutting off his legs. It was a common problem with them. Krige's detached thinking didn't stop him from quickly hopping over to the Captain's side under suppression fire and tossing Ktell's detached left leg far to the side so it wouldn't be seen by the Captain, who would undoubtedly be in a severe state of shock (assuming he was alive and awake) and wouldn't need the further shock of looking face-on his own lost limb. He looked at the Captain through his tac-corder and noted he was still alive, that was good. Lots could be done while the man was still alive. "That was rather foolish." he asked in a conversational tone as the phaser-fire continued around them. He ripped the medical-kit from its housing on his armor and opened it up, quickly selecting a non-morphine pain killer (he didn't want the Captain's blood pressure to go to low) and a couple of tourniquets. His face melted into a grimace as he applied the pain killer, and then he turned his attention to the stumps. They were ragged, both legs had been severed midway between the groin and the knee... and there was no way his legs would be re-attached. Krige had seen enough battlefield wounds to be quite sure of that, the stumps were torn and the limbs almost totally destroyed. To make things even more interesting, some of his arteries had been ripped length-wise by shrapnel nearly all the way up to the groin. No mere tourniquet was going to take care of this problem. The Captain had perhaps a minute to live at this rate, perhaps less. "I'm sorry Captain," he said quickly as he pulled out his side-arm, though he wasn't sure if the man was listening. "But this is how it will have to be." He shoved his armored hand in the Captain's mouth and bent to the stumps. And without pause for thought of what he was doing, he dialed the phaser to wide-dispersal level 4 and pointed the phaser right at the Captain's stumps. He pushed the button and quickly moved the phaser over both, burning them both horridly but also searing the veins and arteries closed. He could well imagine the smell as he cooked K'tell's legs, but this was for the Captain's life... the non-armored officers would just have to deal with the smell of cooked meat for a while. Krige was done fifteen seconds later. Both legs had been burned closed and most of the bleeding had been stopped, at least from the stumps themselves. There were still the artery hits further up to content with. He looked over and noted the Captain had completely passed out, probably for the better, so he pulled his armored glove out of Ktell's mouth and quickly tied up the tourniquets around both of his legs as high up as he could tie them. These were the basics of emergency field medicine; there was nothing glorious about it. Much like war, it was a vile business. Krige dug into the emergency med-kit once more and pulled out one of the several vials of blood-expanders he had. Without a second thought he popped the cap and jabbed it into K'tells arm to help with the blood-loss he had already experienced. Once he was done he tossed the vial aside and checked the stumps. So far, so good, not nearly as much blood had been lost. Even so, he had to get to a doctor and fast. The jig was already up, there was no more risk involved in communications. He tapped the Captain's badge, "Medical emergency, Captain to beam up!" he bellowed, hoping the Spectre was close enough to hear. "First Officer is in Command!" he said for the benefit of the away team (reply: any) (posted by Trout) (USS Spectre - Keira's quarters - OPS Ensign(Jg) Aiden Keira - 15:25) Keira awoke. She hadn't meant to sleep, but after her long journey, the bunk looked very inviting. She had only meant to rest her eyes. ~Yeah, heard that one before,~ she thought as she sat up and looked around her. Her quarters were exactly what she would expect from Starfleet. Minimalist. That suited her just fine. She was never one for major ornamental pieces and wasn't religious enough to have pictures or statues of the Prophets. She knew she should probably spend more time trying to discern their will for her life, but she was much too practical for that. Other than the bunk on which she now sat, there wasn't much. Just a replicator, desk and on-suite bathroom facilities. It would do nicely. She mulled over the events since she had arrived and something struck her as odd. As far as she knew, it was custom for the Captain to greet new arrivals, but she had seen now sign of him, or the First Officer. It as all a bit strange. Even if the Captain didn't greet her, she should have been summoned to him by now. Instead, it was just the Second Officer and then the Security Chief, informing her of her duty change. She smiled. Promotions sure seemed to happen quickly here. There was one problem though: She would now be of a lesser rank than some of the people in her department. Something to speak to the Captain about, perhaps? Then it struck her: What does a Chief of Operations actually do? As far as she could understand, she was now in charge of most of the day to day running of the Spectre. Duty assignments, crew liaison, it all fell under her purview. ~Could be interesting,~ she though as she got up. But why her? Surely there were people currently on the Spectre more qualified? Keira cast her mind back to the Academy. It seemed years ago now, even though it only ended two weeks ago. Even there, she seemed to be fast-tracked. She was identified as possible command material very early on and immediately transferred to the command academy. Maybe this quick promotion was part of some greater plan starfleet had for her life. ~No use dwelling on that,~ she decided as it dawned on her that someone destined for command should probably be doing something more than daydreaming. But what should she do? She seemed to have been left very much to her own devices. Lt Banowsky had suggested a medical and psyche evaluation, but Keira wasn't very interested in that. They could find her if they wanted to. Besides, she had a department to run. She smiled at the thought and exited her room, heading for the nearest turbolift. (Reply None) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:26) "NOOOO!". The next few moments were nothing but a blur as the landmine took out the Spectre`s Captain. There had been blood, a hell of a lot of it & now the man they all looked up to was laying upon the floor unmoving, the wreckage of a hero lying like a smouldering bloody rag doll in the dirt...... Krige was there in seconds tending the man, it did not look good but the marine was completely methodical in the execution of his duty & that of simply just trying to keep Remae alive. All about them, the phazer fire continued on without once letting up & for a moment it seemed that all might be lost now. How could they win this fight, they were nowhere near being outnumbered, but tactically they were at a distinct disadvantage in the wide open plain. As Krige battled to save their fallen comrade, he motioned for them all to stand their ground & not to move anywhere. The remaining three men pinning them down had to be taken out & taken out soon or there would be more casualties for sure. "Medical emergency, Captain to beam up!", cried the Colonel. "First Officer is in Command!" he added abruptly. Phazer shots were still being exchanged of course when the fiz & shimmer of a transport beam took the battered body of the Captain away, then once he had phased from view, Krige rejoined the combat firing repeatedly into the trees as he did so to remove another one of the combatants from the picture. There were two men left now, two men standing between them & their shuttles on the far side of the trees ahead. It was time now to dance to the tune these men had set running or die doing so. It was now or never...... All at once each member of the away team began a combined saturation assault upon their enemy, trees were felled all about them as the amplified light of the phazers splintered & split their bark until they burst into flames & shook the ground. One of their team, a security man sustained a direct hit in his upper arm which threw him backwards in a macabre pirouette, his head hitting an unfortunately placed rock as he did so to knock him out cold in the process, then a second team member sustained a minor hit too. T`Vhor looked over to Krige, his brow furrowing up with the frustration of it all as he reconcentrated on returning fire yet again to take one of the two remaining fighters down. Now there was only one & he was becoming decidely disillusioned himself now that he was alone. His reign of terror however lasted only minutes until he too was rendered obsolete by a well placed phazer shot to the chest from Colonel Krige. Then silence.... Slowly, the away team members stood cautiously, each of them unsure now of just where to place their next footfall in case a landmine triggered & did to them what the last one had done to the Captain. Krige however stepped forwards tenuously whilst the others helped the fallen to their feet, his knowledge of the signs indicating triggers had stood him in great stead beforehand & he slowly took them the final hundred metres or so to the other side safely. It seemed that the minefield had indeed been well placed to fool the unsuspecting, almost at the exit of the wide open plain, most of those attempting to cross would have quickened their pace at the sight of safety, it was then however that the mines would get them. A cruel reality of war for sure & one that had seen the loss of their commanding officer. The away team though had now reached that safety, the shuttles were about three hundred metres ahead of them but of course the possibilty still existed that they had now been discovered. As they quickened their paces to reach them however, they could only hope that they hadn`t been. Time would tell....... (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Will Banowsky-15.28) Will had been seated patiently int the command chair waiting, and watching. After time of course he ordered the ship to return to the rendevouz point near the moon of Avandar. Will was eager to greet the Captain and T'Vhor, however sadly, he wasn't going to get exactly what he wanted. "Incoming message from the surface sir from Col. Krige sir." said one of the officers on the bridge as Will turned around and gave him the nod to punch it through. =^=Medical emergency, Captain to beam up! First Officer is in Command!=^= Will's face turned white. The transmission wasn't one of good news, it was one of bad news. Very bad news. But will wasn't going to break down. He wasn't going to let the news of the Captain's possible death affect him infront of the rest of the crew. While Will was in command, he need to stay sharp and focused and that is exactly what he was going to do. "Banowsky to Transporter room 3." Will said tapping his commbadge, "Get a lock on Remae's transponder, and beam him direclty to sickbay." =^=Aye Sir=^= he heard in reply as he tapped his commbadge again. "Banowsky to sickbay," (reply Williams) "We are beaming the Captain directly to sickbay, your team needs to be ready to go. Do you understand." (reply Williams) "Keep me posted Andrew, keep me posted." Will then quickly crossed over to the tactical console next to where Vasilyona was standing. He face showed signs of being worried, but his body posture and his body language showed a different story. In fact inside there was a battle of two Wills. The Will who wanted to break down, and rush to sickbay to be with the captain, and the Will who knew his duty, who knew that he was responsible for the lives of the crew, and who knew that 1 person, even if it was the captain was not more important then 180. "This does not look good, I don`t like this at all", said the Tactical Chief as Will looked at her. "Neither do I Lt. But we can't do anything about it now." Will saw Ensign Aiden show up, but he let Vasilyovna handle it. He instead returned to the front of the bridge and just stared into the viewscreen. He said a short prayer and just stood there like a statue, trying to stay strong for the sake of the crew. After a while the tactical chief spoke up. "I have launch detection from Betazed. Two vessels, unconfirmed ident at this time", "Do you have any idea on which side the shuttles are on?" Will asked, hoping that these shuttles were the away team. "It could be our shuttles, they have achieved orbit & are now on an intercept", said Yelena. "I want you to work on identifying whether or not they are ours." Will said in a stern authoratative voice. "I`m on it as we speak, the moment I know you will know", said Yelena as she continued to track the two incomings. While Vasilyovna was working on identifying the two shuttles Will returned to the Command chair and waited patiently for the results. He was eager to meet with Lt. T'Vhor and find out what happened on the surface. Will was starting to feel guilty, he should have made the Captain stay on the ship. He should have been the one on the surface, not Remae. But the past was the past, and he couldn't change it. "I have them now, it`s the Evangeline & the Don Quixote", said Yelena. Will smiled and sat and waited while Ensign Aiden directed the return of the Evangeline and Don Quixote to the Spectre. He was eager to relinquish command to Lt. T'Vhor and to find out what exactly happened on the surface. After the shuttles and landed safely in the shuttle bay, Will's commbadge went off. =^=T`Vhor to Banowsky=^=, said the FO. "This is Banowsky sir, what can I do for you." Will replied, it was good to hear T'Vhor's voice. =^=I`m calling a meeting for the senior staff in the Observation lounge Will, arrange it for sixteen hundred hours=^=, said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, anything else?" =^= want status reports from all decks, I need to know everything that has happened whilst we were away & I want the Spectre readied for departure of the system on my command. Oh & will, there`s a marine squad on Avendar, Kriges men, I want them found & beamed aboard=^=, said T`Vhor. "Yes sir, I will have them beamed up right away." "I`ll be in medical if you need me, T`Vhor out", Will knew what he needed to do. "Banowsky to all Transporter rooms," He said tapping his commbadge. "I want you to locate Colonel Krige's Marine squad on the surface of Avandar and beam them aboard. Thank you." Then tapping it once again. "Attention to all Senior Staff, there will be a staff meeting in the Observation Lounge at 16.00 hours. Thank you." Will was a bit more relaxed now that the First Officer was once again on board. However Will's thoughts were repeatedly becoming focused on the captain and his sitaution, and was eager to see what had happened on the surface but that would have to wait for the Staff meeting. (Reply Williams) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens(Jg) Aiden Keira - 15:30) Keira stepped into chaos. At every console, a person was working frantically, while others scurried about between them, relaying information that would take longer to transfer than just shouted. In the midst of it all, the Second Officer and Security Chief stood, trying to direct everything. Keira than caught the last part of a transmission: =^=Medical emergency, Captain to beam up! First Officer is in Command!=^= Keira had no idea who was speaking or what it was about, but it sounded urgent and ...ominous. She knew she had a choice: Either stand back and observe or ask. Normally, being new, she would choose the former until she had a firm grasp of the situation, but it sounded too urgent for that and maybe she could help. Besides, if she wanted to be a part of this crew, maybe now was a good time to act like it. She crossed over to Banowsky and Vasilyovna. "What's going on?" she asked, startling both of them slightly. (Reply Banowsky, Vasilyovna, Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre-Sickbay- CMO - Williams-15.30) =^=Medical emergency, Captain to beam up! First Officer is in Command!=^= ~what the hell. the captain~ Andrew sent the PADD he had been reading skidding across the table as the leaped from his chair. He charged out of his office and saw Douwsy and Marshal grabbing equipment. =^=Banowsky to sickbay.=^= "Sickbay here Doctor William speaking." "We are beaming the Captain directly to sickbay, your team needs to be ready to go. Do you understand." Andrew glanced around sickbay. Douwsy and Marshal were ready with the emeargancy equipment. "I understand Mr Banowsky. were ready for him." "Keep me posted Andrew, keep me posted." "I will Will, I will." ~okay focus. Remae's medical file remember it. Okay he has got orbs lodged in his chest. yes that's probably the most important~ "Marshal get the last scans of the Captain use medical and transporter scans. I need to have an idea of where every thing is." He saw Marshal move over to the console. he turned as he heard the familiar sound of the transporter. the sight took his breath away and the strong smell of burnt flesh almost made him gag. ~Stop hold your self together. your his doctor. GO~ Andrew stepped forward and stood beside Remae. He quickly looked over Remae. he had no legs beneath the top of his thigh. The ends of his thigh were a burned mass of skin. Andrew looked at the moniter. the Captain's observations were low but not dropping fast. ~who ever burned his legs saved his life~ "Okay lets go. Douwsy get access so we can push fluids through him we need to replace them. I don't care where you find access just get it." He looked back at the scanns. ~Come on keep going don't stop yet~ "Marshal get oxygen on him and a deep level scan. It looks like his legs were sliced off. he might shrapnel in him. compare it with the orb data I dont' want to go messing around searching for the wrong things." Andrew noticed that Remae had been give blood expanders which he combined with non opiod pain killers to keep him totally knocked out. ~Not waking him up soon. the shock would kill him~ Andrew looked again at Remae's observation. the fluids, oxygen and pain killers were working. although his observations were low what had stabalised for the moment. he looked over at Marshal who had just finished the scan. "Doctor he has four fragments in his large and small intestines. none are near the orbs but they have shreaded his insides." ~okay it looks like we ned to get him in to surgery~ "Doctor", "Will he make it?". Andrew turned to see T`Vhor standing beside him. "Mr T'Vhor. He'll make it. just. as you can see he's got nothing from the thighs down as well as this he has shrapnel lodged in his intestines. I'm taking him to surgery. the shrapnel I can do something about but the legs I'm not sure about. "I`ll be in the Obs lounge if you need anything Doctor, keep me informed of any changes", said T`Vhor. "I will. I'll come and give you and Mr Banowsky a report as soon as he is stable. now if you will excuse me, I need to get him to surgery." Andrew turned and glanced at Remae's obervations again. they had risen just enough for him to get through surgery with a chance but it was slim one at that. "Douwsy, Marshal lets get the Captain to theater." (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:31) It seemed now that something had happened on Betazed & it wasn`t good, the reports were vague but the upshot of it all was that the Captain had now been beamed aboard with apparently life threatening injuries. "This does not look good, I don`t like this at all", said Yelena. Banowsky looked worried also, the strain was showing on his face as he leaned onto the tactical console to read off the new information that was being displayed as they spoke. (Reply Banowsky) Thier discussion however was momentarily broken as the new Chief of Ops walked out of the turbolift & onto the bridge. She looked about for a short while, obviously a little shocked at the hive of activity that had recently developed there, the she headed over to the two of them. "What`s going on?", said Keira. "We're not sure, the Captain has just been beamed to sickbay, it doesn`t look good", said Yelena. (Reply Keira) "The doctor is with him now, if anyone can fix him up then it`s Williams", said Yelena. (Reply Any, IYW) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Betazed - Woodlands - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:35) "There", said T`Vhor pointing towards the flattened landscape as they finally emerged from the trees again. It was a wonderful sight, the shuttles were there & apparently unguarded & all they now had to do was get to them & off the planet. This mission had not been an easy one & the thought of finally returning to the relative safety of the Spectre filled all of them with hope once again. Those last few hundred feet however were probably longer that those of the entire mission, each of them anticipated an ambush again but luckily it never transpired. Once they had boarded the respective shuttles, both the Don Quixote & the Evangeline were very soon in the air again & flying due East with their precious cargo`s at low level until they came upon the mountain range ahead of them, then they soared high into the air, passing through the Ionosphere & Troposphere respectively until they achieved orbit of Betazed. From then on in, it was to be a mad dash to Avendar & the awaiting Spectre whilst all the time hoping against hope that none of the assembled ships of Doenitz`s massed fleet would pay them too much attention as they broke orbit. It was with much relief that the moon of Avendar began looming larger towards them as T`Vhor transmitted the signal to alert the cloaked Spectre of their arrival & in seconds, the sensor pallet of the Evangeline had registered one discrete ping to verify it`s location to them. The Evangeline imediately locked on to the new heading & after a quick impulse burn, it slowed to a crawl as the thrusters went to station keeping imediately astern of the still cloaked Spectre. They were home again....... (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:40) "I have launch detection from Betazed", said Yelena suddenly, "Two vessels, unconfirmed ident at this time", she added. (Reply Banowsky, Any) "It could be our shuttles, they have achieved orbit & are now on an intercept", said Yelena. (Replay Banowsky) "I`m on it as we speak, the moment I know you will know", said Yelena as she tracked the two incomings. Tactical was showing the incoming contacts as shuttles but until they had received their ident codes, they could not be certain that they were the away teams, they could be anyone & the thought did not sit well with the Security chief at all. Yelena however could do little now but wait patiently for the codes. If the incomings proved to be hostile they would have little choice but to take evasive action & this only increased the already tense atmosphere on the bridge. Fortunately though, this wasn`t to be the case. "Got em", said Yelena as the correct codes suddenly flashed up on her console to confirm that it was indeed the shuttles returning. The comms silence that had been initiated had left all of them in the dark & it was with some relief now that they would finally have some idea of what had been happening planetside. Their imediate concern now though was to bring the shuttles into the hanger deck & the timely arrival of the new Chief of Ops seemed to coincide with that perfectly. "Now showing the Don Quixote & the Evangeline of our stern, bring them in at your leisure Ensign", said Yelena to the chief of Ops. (Reply Keira) Within seconds, the doors to hanger bay one were duly opening & the shuttles were finally coming in. ~What stories would they now have for them, what exactly had happened to Captain Ktell~ Yelena could only wonder. (Replay Banowsky, Keira, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Hanger bay one - First Officer T`Vhor - 15:45) The moment the shuttles had touched down, the doors had opened & the rather weary looking away teams had piled out onto the slab grey deck plating. The first thing on T`Vhor`s mind had been his CO but he knew that he needed to keep thinking straight now more than ever. He had command of the Spectre now & the crew would now be looking to him for guidence more than ever before. Tapping his combadge he imediately took control of the situation as those around him filed off to the sickbay or wherever it was they were supposed to be going. "T`Vhor to Banowsky", said the FO. (Reply Banowsky) "I`m calling a meeting for the senior staff in the Observation lounge Will, arrange it for sixteen hundred hours", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "I want status reports from all decks, I need to know everything that has happened whilst we were away & I want the Spectre readied for departure of the system on my command", said T`Vhor as he headed off out into the coriddor. "Oh & will, there`s a marine squad on Avendar, Kriges men, I want them found & beamed aboard", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "I`ll be in medical if you need me, T`Vhor out", said T`Vhor as he closed the comms & made tracks for the medical department. (Reply Banowsky, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Medical Centre - Acting CO T`Vhor - 15:50) The moment T`Vhor had entered sickbay, he was aware that the entire team was active & dealing with the injuries that had just come aboard, no more so that those working with the Captain. His heart sank as he walked slowly to what now remained of his Captain, his friend. The man had lost both legs & he was now under heavy sedation whilst Doctor Williams worked on keeping his vital signs as stable as he possibly could. "Doctor", said T`Vhor arriving at his side. "Will he make it?", he added. (Reply Williams) The doctors words, although encouraging still didn`t take the sting out of what had happened, in his time serving as the Captains First Officer, T`Vhor had come to know him as a good hearted man with time for anyone, there had been much suffering in the mans life & it seemed unfair that he should now be going through this also. It was clear though, that the medical teams were far too busy now to be interrupted & T`Vhor did not want to hinder them. "I`ll be in the Obs lounge if you need anything Doctor, keep me informed of any changes", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams) T`Vhor then headed out the door & back to the running of the ship, the responsibility of keeping her crew safe now lay with him & he wasn`t about to fail in that. (Reply Williams, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Security centre - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:54) It was certainly a relief for the TAC/SC that the away teams had now returned, the comms silence & the anomolous signal in their vicinity had made Yelena nervous, to be honest she was kind of glad that they would soon be leaving the system, with the current situation as far as she was concerned it could not be sooner. With the senior staff briefing now looming however, she passed off a few tasks to one of her team, then she headed on out of security, the pain in her chest increasing slightly as she did so. ~May`be I should go see the Doctor~ The moment the thought had entered her head, she felt ashamed, the last thing any of the medical team needed now was Yelena going in & adding to the burden they already faced, it seemed selfish in the extreme & the chief duly shrugged off her discomfort & continued on to the Obs lounge & the briefing to come. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Captains ready room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 15:55) "Give me a secure channel to Admiral LoDona", said T`Vhor. The bridge communications Officer duly responded & quickly patched it through to T`Vhors location in the Captains ready room & the screen on the desk before him changed from it`s usual Starfleet logo, to that of the Admirals somewhat pensive looking face. (Reply LoDona) "I have bad news sir, Captain Ktell has been critically injured during an away mission", said T`Vhor trying his utmost now not to let his natural Betazoid emotional sensitivity interfere with his controlling Vulcan logic. (Reply LoDona) "Aye Sir, I`ve assumed Command of the Spectre as per regulations but I could still use an FO here", said T`Vhor, "We have the required mission targets, Zulu One is now safely aboard, intelligence has been gathered", said T`Vhor. (Reply LoDona) "I`m about to take the Spectre out of occupied space sir, I don`t want to remain here any longer than I need to, Kriges men should be beaming aboard as I speak", said T`Vhor. (Reply LoDona) "Aye sir, T`Vhor out", said T`Vhor as the screen promptly returned to show it`s starfleet logo once again. T`Vhor then stood & headed for the Obs lounge to prepare to brief the crew on what had happened. (Reply LoDona, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Steel Talons - Admiral's War Room - Admiral Robert LoDona - 15:55) LoDona, surrounded by at least 10 captains from the huge fleet he was amassing, held up a finger and turned to his small desk monitor. "Bring it up." He said. This was a communication he was waiting for, one of the ships to first pierce the inner Federation. His brow knit slightly when it was a Lieutenant that answered, rather then Ktell. "Lieutenant, Report." He barked. "I have bad news sir, Captain Ktell has been critically injured during an away mission", Robert crossed his hands together. "Then you would be T'Vhor." He said after a moment. "Give me your situation." "Aye Sir, I`ve assumed Command of the Spectre as per regulations but I could still use an FO here", said T`Vhor, "We have the required mission targets, Zulu One is now safely aboard, intelligence has been gathered". ~... could still use an FO~ "I will want Ktell's full medical records." He said as he sat back in his chair. "Continue." "I`m about to take the Spectre out of occupied space sir, I don`t want to remain here any longer than I need to, Kriges men should be beaming aboard as I speak", continued the First Officer. Robert nodded, "I will send you some encrypted instructions and coordinates Lieutenant." He said after a few moments of thought. "In the mean time, send those records along with all the data accumulated... with all speed." He leaned forward, "I will get back to you on the Spectre's command structure." "Aye sir, T`Vhor out" Robert shut the screen down and half turned his head, "Get a team on the data sent from the Spectre, and scour the fleet for someone to send out that direction in a hurry." (reply: none) (posted by Trout) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15:57) Entering into the Obs lounge, Yelena was surprised that she had been the first to arrive so she took the time to get herself a quick drink from the replicator. "Coffee, white & sweetened", said Yelena as she ran her fingers back through her jet black hair to the clear accompaniment of a sigh. [Please specify preference - Almatitlan - Angolan - Antiguan - Arabian - Barahone - Blue Mountain - Bourban Santos - Bugisu - Bukoba - Camaroon - Celibes - Columbian -......] "Stop", said Yelena abruptly. "Just give me the most commonly requested & make it hot", she added & the replicator duly dispensed a hot mug of Columbian which she quickly removed from the tray before heading on over to the Observation windows to gaze out & onto Avendar below. She took a sip of her coffee & then redirected her gaze towards the ships of Doenitz`s fleet way off in the distance. She was thankful of their cloak that was for sure but the imposing thought of another cloaked vessel out there with them imediately raised her hackles once again as she thought back to the unexplained sensor contact. The thought unnerved her to say the very least, peeling herself away from the windows though, Yelena put the thought into the back of her mind for now & took a seat at the desk, then she sipped again at her coffee whilst waiting for the others to arrive. (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 15.58) David strolled into the observation lounge, having only two counseling reports left to read. He ran his fingers through his hair, and considered asking the captain permission to break Starfleet guidelines and grow his hair long again, like he had when he was a teenager. He smiled, being in orbit of his home planet had brought back memories of his childhood, before he left for Starfleet Academy. He spotted Lt. Vasilyovna, the tactical officer sitting drinking coffee. He knew her only from her counseling report. Taxia nodded to her and went to the replicator. "Good evening, lieutenant. How is the coffee here? I hope it doesn't taste like dog food," Taxia joked, making reference to the sabotaged replicators earlier. (reply Vasilyovna) "Computer, replicate coffee, blend Taxia-3," and soon enough, a small mug of coffee appeared. He wouldn't dare tell anyone that his 'special blends' was mostly normal coffee, but with small amounts of alcohol mixed in. However, he didn't see the problem, has he rarely drank his special blends, and even when he did, the amount in the coffee was smaller than a Klingon shot glass. David returned to the briefing table and sat next to Yelena, and sipped his coffee. "So, tell me, lieutenant. How did the mission on the surface go? I've been cooped up in the counselor's office all afternoon." (reply Vasilyovna, senior staff, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 15:58) Once T`Vhor had finalised his brief communique with Admiral LoDona, he wasted no time at all in getting the Spectre on it`s way again. They had been in this system for long enough now & to remain there even whilst cloaked was undesirable at best. Taking the centre chair, T`Vhor accessed the status panel set into it`s right armrest, all stations had reported as ready, warp power was available & the cloak remained functional & stable. Kriges Marines were on board & all crew & personel were now accounted for, with the exception of course of those that had been involved in the recent sabateur operations. It was now time to leave..... "Helm, take us out of orbit", said T`Vhor. "Make your course heading zero two five mark two four", he added. "Aye sir, zero two five mark two four", said the helmsman. "Full impulse until we are clear of the system...... warp four on my mark", said T`Vhor as he watched Avendar skew off to the left in the forward viewscreen in responce to his commands. The Spectre then headed off out of range of the massed ships of Doenitz`s fleet whilst still under the secrecy of it`s cloak. "Mark", said T`Vhor. "Engaging at warp four sir", said the helm & the Spectre imediately leapt to warp in a blur of light to finally leave the Betazoid system behind her. T`Vhor quickly rechecked their operational status on his panel & then he stood to head off for his meeting in the Observation lounge with the senior staff. "Lieutenant Lewis, you have the bridge", said T`Vhor to the highest ranking officer remaining there. "Aye sir", said Lewis as he himself took up occupancy of the chair. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 15.59) ~Oh, someones coming~ Yelena looked towards the door as it slid across to reveal the second arrival. It was their new counsellor. "Good evening, lieutenant. How is the coffee here? I hope it doesn't taste like dog food,", said the Councellor with a wry laugh. ~Yeuch, don`t mention dog food please, I`ve had more than enough of it`s mention~ Yelena paused before her reply as though looking for the right choice of words to answer the Counsellors question. "Ummm....Varied", she said, "more choices than you could imagine & I still get one that isn`t too good", she added with a smile. "Hopefully you will be a little luckier", she said as the Counsellor headed on over to the replicator. "Computer, replicate coffee, blend Taxia-3,", said Taxia, then taking his required beverage, he moved to sit next to the TAC/SC. "So, tell me, lieutenant. How did the mission on the surface go? I've been cooped up in the counselor's office all afternoon.", said the Councellor. Yelena shrugged once. "To be honest I know no more than you, I`ve been too busy chasing replicator sabateurs & murdering sons of bi.....", she said trailing off at the end. "Well, you know what I mean", said Yelena. (Reply Taxia) "I guess you must be busy too with the stress on board this ship of late", said Yelena. (Reply Taxia) "I`ll be glad when we leave here I know that, those ships give me the..... how do you say... Creeps", said Yelena motioning towards the windows of the observation lounge as she spoke. (Reply Taxia, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Surgical theater - CMO - Williams -16.00) Andrew leaned back and tried to release the tension in his back. he had opened Remae's abdomin and found that the shrapnel had shredded his ascending colon a part of his large intestine. he slowly pulled out the last shrapnel peace. there was a quiet 'ting' as it hit the tray beside him. Blood started to pool as the shrapnel peace had severed a vein. "Quick the cellular microsuture." Andrew quickly sutured the cut vein and watched as the blood stopped flowing out. ~okay now for part two~ "How is he doing Douwsy." "Still stable doctor." ~good now for the fun bit.~ "Okay lets carry on. Pass me the exoscalpel." he took the exoscalpel and cut across the ascending colon where the shrapnel had not caused damage. "Dermal regenorator." He then quickly sealed the ends with a dermal regenorator. He then removed the damaged ascending colon and took the two ends of intestines. "Cellular microsutures ." He then attached the top of the traverse colon to the end of the small intestines. "how is he now. have missed anything?" "Vitals are showing slight improvment." "Okay pass me the Autosuture." He slowly closed the wound until there was nothing but a ugly scar across right hand side of the Captian's abdomin. "How it he now. ~okay I've saved his bowls lets see what I can do with his legs~ "lets do the legs." he moved down and looked closly at what had beenthe Captian's thighs. ~to much burn damage for a dermal regenerator. the skin's gone necrotic. I'll have to cut the dead flesh off and use the dermal regenerator for the good skin underneath~ "Okay pass me the exoscalpel and the dermal regenerator. this is going to take some time." Andrew began to cut thin slices of dead flesh from the thighs. When he hit good flesh he would use the dermal regenerator to heal it. he streched again moving his acking shoulders. "that's it al done. I'd put some more fluids up and another bag of blood. get him to recovery but keep him sudated for most of it. he's going to hurnt like hell when he wakes up so lets give him a while longer before we do." He replaced the instruments and pealed of his sterile gown to reveal his blue surgical scrubs. ~I'll change later. better go and tell Will and T'Vhor first.~ "Okay I'm off to tell Mr T`Vhor and Mr Banowsky. If you have any problems get me." With that he left the Surgical theater and headed for the bridge. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - OPS Aiden Keira - 16:00) Keira entered the observation lounge, having come straight from the bridge. Things were certainly happening quickly on the Spectre. From what she could gather, the Captain had been injured in an away team mission and for the time being, the First Officer was assuming command. Having not met either of them, she didn't know if this was a good thing or not. ~The Captain being injured is never a good thing,~ she chided herself, hoping that the extent of his injuries were not too severe. As a Bajoran, she had heard of Remae Ktell and held him in some regard. His name was generally mentioned in the same circles as those of Kira Nerys, Ro Laren and Ro Kaelyn. Not exactly famous, but well known. She spotted the Security Chief across the room, talking to someone else, Betazoid by the look of him. She crossed over to them, taking the briefest time to admire the view of stars sweeping by as the Spectre was now heading at warp out of the system. "Lieutenant," Keira acknowledged Vasilyovna and turned to the other man. "Ensign Aiden Keira, Sir" she greeted him, also a Lieutenant, she could see by his pips, and obviously medical staff. He responded in kind, stating his rank and name. Before either of them could take the conversation further, though, T'Vhor swept into the room, followed by the rest of the senior staff. Keira regarded the FO. He looked stern, as you would expect from a Vulcan, but more than that, he looked sad. Keira thought he probably didn't relish the burden of command being thrust on him. Her thoughts were interrupted as T'Vhor started to speak. (Reply T'Vhor, Vasilyovna, Taxia, Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 16.00) David sipped his coffee again and watched Yelena shrug. "To be honest I know no more than you, I`ve been too busy chasing replicator saboteurs & murdering sons of bi..." she stopped and trailed off. "Well, you know what I mean." David lowered his coffee and grinned. "Aye, I do indeed," he said, smiling. "I guess you must be busy too with the stress on board this ship of late," she asked. "Not has much has you would think, I'm still new and I give it a few hours before they start coming to me," David said. "I`ll be glad when we leave here I know that, those ships give me the... how do you say... Creeps," she said. Taxia smiled again. "Yeah. I know what you mean. It feels odd, sitting here cloaked," Taxia commented. "I supposed the rest of you are used to it, but I've never served on a ship with a cloaking device." Following that statement, a ensign entered the room and David introduced himself and the ensign took his seat. Shortly there after, the rest of the crew filed in and T'Vhor began the meeting. Taxia sat silently while he listened to the news about Captain Ktell. He glanced about the room, watching the reactions of the staff members, trying to gage their emotional reactions. They seemed strong and quiet, despite the news. He silently continued to watch the meeting progress. (reply any at meeting) (Posted by Kevin Schram (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:01) The mood in the Obs lounge was best described today as 'pensive', already most of the senior staff had arrived & were talking amongst themselves, the topic of concern being mostly the fate of Remae. When T`Vhor arrived however he was suddenly aware that their minds seemed far more open than at any other time he had served with them. It was clear of course that they felt lost, with their CO now medically incapacitated they understandably saw their situation as being one without guidence, T`Vhor of course was doing his best, as had Banowsky in his capacity of command during his absence but the fact remained that there was a huge hole at the top where Captain Ktell had once been. It was time now to fill that hole. Before beginning with the meeting, T`Vhor looked briefly to Colonel Krige where he sat obviously still not fully recovered from his own injuries during his conflict with H'Chir yet, then he quickly informed him that his men had been located now & beamed aboard before he himself took a seat also. (Reply Krige, IYW) The hybrid Vulcan took a deep breath as he contemplated the start of his briefing, it wasn`t an easy task to be discussing but the crew were more than just a little curious & they needed to know exactly what had happened on Betazed. T`Vhor shifted a little in his chair before he spoke, then he began. "I have no doubt that it is common knowledge to all of you that Captain Ktell is lying in a critical condition in sickbay", said T`Vhor, "I`m sure that you are all wondering of his condition & what exactly has happened", he added. "The Captain is alive but due to a situation on Betazed involving a landmine, he has unfortunately lost both his legs, the Doctor however is confident that he can be fitted with artificial legs at a later date", said T`Vhor. (Reply Any, IYW) That last fact of course did`nt lessen the blow in the slightest & T`Vhor knew it, the looks upon the faces of the officers assembled showed their concern to the fullest but at least the Captain was alive, that much was a relief to all of them as T`Vhor continued on. "In consequence to what has happened, I have now assumed Command of the Spectre, I have been in contact with Admiral LoDona & transmitted our collected data to him on the Steel Talons, our orders now are to proceed to the Cor Caroli system & await further orders", said T`Vhor. (Reply Any) "Do you have those reports Will?", said T`Vhor addressing the 20 now in responce to his request for status reports & other shipwide happenings during his time off ship. (Reply Banowsky) T`Vhor took the offered PADD & scanned through the items listed, then he placed it onto the desk before him. "I`m going to need to go through the sensor logs Yelena, if they are the same as the ones earlier logged we may have a Romulan warbird shadowing us", said T`Vhor. "I`ll make them available sir", said the security chief, "I`m of the opinion that we are dealing with a cloaked vessel, but it is far from cut & dried", she added. "Run repeated sweeps for any evidence of further sabotage also Lieutenant, we cannot assume that H'Chir & Capoldi were our only sabateurs", said T`Vhor. Yelena nodded once, "Consider it done", she said as T`Vhor continued on. "And our cloak?, status reports show it to be one hundred percent operational but I need to know if anything is likely to develop otherwise?", said T`Vhor turning to address Ensign Angeletti. (Reply Angeletti) "Good, make sure it remains so", said T`Vhor, "I will need to see you in the Captain`s ready room after this briefing Ensign", he added. (Reply Angeletti) "Any Questions?", said T`Vhor looking around the room. (Reply Banowsky, Angeletti, Krige, Any, All) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 16:01) Will had quietly been sitting in his chair in the observation lounge awaiting the start of the meeting. He was glad to no longer be in command, however, he was still stressed and was eager for some time off. Not only because of his date, which he wouldn't cancel, but perhaps shorten, but he also needed a nice rest. However Will was trying to not think about such things as he was worried about the captain. He was also worried about the ship. Not to mention he was very eager to find out what happened on the surface. T`Vhor shifted a little in his chair before he spoke, then he began. "I have no doubt that it is common knowledge to all of you that Captain Ktell is lying in a critical condition in sickbay", said T`Vhor, "I`m sure that you are all wondering of his condition & what exactly has happened", he added. "The Captain is alive but due to a situation on Betazed involving a landmine, he has unfortunately lost both his legs, the Doctor however is confident that he can be fitted with artificial legs at a later date", said T`Vhor. ~Thank God for that, I would hate to lose Captain Remae~ Will thought to himself. Happy the Captain was alive, but he knew that with him incapacitated, Will was going to have to step up, even more so then before. But Will was ready, to do his best. That last "In consequence to what has happened, I have now assumed Command of the Spectre, I have been in contact with Admiral LoDona & transmitted our collected data to him on the Steel Talons, our orders now are to proceed to the Cor Caroli system & await further orders", said T`Vhor. ~Well, looks like we don't get a break. Oh well, such is life in war.~ "Do you have those reports Will?", said T`Vhor addressing the 20 now in responce to his request for status reports & other shipwide happenings during his time off ship. "Here they are sir, everything seems to be in order sir. Nothing out of the ordinary. A few staff changes, two new arrivals, but everything is in order sir." Will said as he handed T'Vhor a PADD. T`Vhor took the offered PADD & scanned through the items listed, then he placed it onto the desk before him. "I`m going to need to go through the sensor logs Yelena, if they are the same as the ones earlier logged we may have a Romulan warbird shadowing us", said T`Vhor. "I`ll make them available sir", said the security chief, "I`m of the opinion that we are dealing with a cloaked vessel, but it is far from cut & dried", she added. "Run repeated sweeps for any evidence of further sabotage also Lieutenant, we cannot assume that H'Chir & Capoldi were our only sabateurs", said T`Vhor. Yelena nodded once, "Consider it done", she said as T`Vhor continued on. "And our cloak?, status reports show it to be one hundred percent operational but I need to know if anything is likely to develop otherwise?", said T`Vhor turning to address Ensign Angeletti. (Reply Angeletti) "Good, make sure it remains so", said T`Vhor, "I will need to see you in the Captain`s ready room after this briefing Ensign", he added. (Reply Angeletti) "Any Questions?", said T`Vhor looking around the room. Will had sat patiently while the other officers had spoken. He had a few questions, but he was going to wait for the others to ask questions first, due to the fact his questions weren't all that urgent. (reply Angeletti, and those with questions) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Marine Krige - 16:01) Krige quirked an eyebrow when the First Officer, or acting Captain (whichever works) told him that his squad had been beamed aboard the Spectre. But, he didn't disagree. Since this episode and open battle, this system would be screwed up tighter then a virgin deltan, nobody would be able to get in or out for a while. He simply nodded to show that he understood. The shape-shifter listened with great interest to T'Vhor and the Senior Staff. He wasn't a part of this crew, he didn't know any of them besides what he had seen on the field. Which lead to another thought, and when the Acting Captain opened the room up for questions... "What is my position here, Sir. Am I a passenger until transport can be arranged, or can duties be found for me?" Krige asked calmly. (reply: any) (posted by Trout) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:02) With a request for questions thrown to the group, T`Vhor looked around the room at those assembled. Krige was the first to put his arm into the air. "What is my position here, Sir. Am I a passenger until transport can be arranged, or can duties be found for me?", said Krige. T`Vhor paused briefly to contemplate the Colonels question, then he answered in the best way he knew how. "Records show that the Betazed recon mission was the only one assigned to understar", said T`Vhor, "your unit is technically currently unassigned Colonel, you may contact your superior to request further assignment or you may remain on the Spectre, it`s your choice but we`d be more than glad to have you remain on board", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige) "If you need anything, don`t hesitate to let me know", said T`Vhor as he awaited the next question, if indeed it came. (Reply Krige, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre, Observation Lounge, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 16.06 hours) Kenny sat on a chair in the corner on the Observation Lounge. He was normally very camp at large gatherings of people, but he was not happy this time. The fact that the Captain's legs had been blown off was quite chilling to him, even thought it didn't happen to him, but he still felt sad about it. Things like this made him think. How the Human body is so fragile, yet, at the same time, so powerful. He began to think about the time when he almost cut the top of his middle finger off back at his farm in Scotland while trying to cut cheese. The knife when right thought his skin and, had it gone any father, the top of his finger would have been taken off. He remembered how he was more in shock rather than in pain. The remembered the blood poring out and all over the kitchen table. He remembered going to the water pump and rising the blood out. He remembered going into the study room and getting out his mothers medi kit and using a dermal regenerator. He remembered walking down to the medical practise and see his mother and having the finger checked by her, as she was the doctor there. He was aroused by T'Vor speech, but he was not really listing. He was more in thought. He just wanted to think now, until to was told to do something, but, instead, he spent most of his time staring at William Banowsky. He knew he found him very attractive, but he was not going to try and hit on him. No. Not because of his much higher rank, but because he knew he was not gay. He knew he had been hitting on Yayla Nollys, but he didn't care. He had found many men attractive in his life, but he never even had a boyfriend. Ballachulish was just too small, too isolated. He now felt so lonely, so sad. There were meany times when he had questained his sexuallty. The fact that he never seemed to find women atractive or why he was camp. He just felt confused. He had always been diffrent from other people his age when he was a teenager. He started to remember the time when he fell for a guy at his high school in Oban, the nearist town to Ballachulish, when he was 16. Lorne Eston was his name. He was so cute, so intelligent, so quiet and so kind. He was eveything Kenny looked for in a guy, but he knew he was not gay. But it didn't really bother him, as they had started to become friends. Then Lorne changed. He began to become more sinaster, more pushy and more crule, even to Kenny. But he just thought that he was going under some stress and that it would all blow over...How wrong he was. Kenny picked that time to tell Lorne the feeling he had for him, as he was not open back then. He still remembered Lorne shocked face when he told him he had a deep crush on him, and the pain he got when Lorne called him a fag and told him he never wanted to see him again. It all went down hill form there. Lorne began to bully him about it and they grew father apart. During Lorne's abusiveness, Kenny fell into depresstion and stared comfort eating. He began to put on weight and this just made Lorne make fun of him even more, untill Kenny ended up hospitalisting him after he bullyed him one day to the ponit where he made Kenny cry. To this day, Kenny still can't belive the damage he did on Lorne. He never knew he could even hit somone like that. He had broken some of his ribs, his nose, and his left arm. It was more out of blind anger than revege. Kenny cannot remember the full detail of what happed, as he was so mad at the time, but he was not proud of what he did that day. Kenny's rage was the sort that build up over time untill it would one day blow, even thought he was not a violent man. Kenny felt sad about remembering that time, but he grew from it. He started to be open about his sexuatly from then on, and Lorne never botherd him after that. He wondered what happed to him, He never saw him after they both left high school... but he didn't care. He just wanted to go to his quarters and lie down, but he knew he would have to do some work soon, so he didn't bother. He just sat there waiting. Waiting for what? He didn't really care. (Reply noone/anyone) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - CMO - Williams - 16:10) Andrew entered the Observation Lounge. It looked like the meeting was comming to an end. ~dam it must have forgotten about the meeting~ "Sorry to barge in Mr T'Vhor but I just thought that you might want an up date on the Captian's condition." (reply T'Vhor) Andrew quickly glanced around and realised that every one else was waiting to. ~come on man. don't keep them waiting~ "Well the Captian's just come out of surgery and is in recovery. he had nasty internal wounds from the shrapnal which I have managed to repair for the time being. his legs I've healed but there is nothing I can do until we reach geneva." Andrew saw Krige. "I gather from the records that you, Mr Krige phasered the captian's legs. If it was not for your quick thinking the captian would have died." (reply Krige) Andrew looked back at T'Vhor. "As I'm here Mr T'Vhor is there anything need from me or my department at the moment?" (reply T'Vhor) (reply T'Vhor, Krige) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:11) With the briefing now coming to an end after everyone had aired their concerns & observations, T`Vhor was surprised to see the Doctor arriving somewhat flustered through the door. "Sorry to barge in Mr T'Vhor but I just thought that you might want an update on the Captain's condition.", said Williams. T`Vhor sat back into his chair & nodded. "Of course Doctor, please take a seat", said T`Vhor as the Doctor moved to take up the nearest seat to him. "Well the Captain's just come out of surgery and is in recovery", said Williams. "He had nasty internal wounds from the shrapnel which I have managed to repair for the time being. His legs I've healed but there is nothing I can do until we reach geneva.", he added in an almost apologetic tone. The notion of apology however was neither realistic nor required, the fact of the matter was that the Doctor had surpassed himself yet again, his excellence in his duty was admirable & T`Vhor thanked him for it. "You have done an excellent job Doctor, I`m sure everyone, along with the Captain will thank you for your diligence in doing what you have been able to do so far", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams) "Nonetheless Doctor, it is duly noted that you have saved the Captains life", said T`Vhor. The Doctor however being a typical medic shrugged the praise off as it all being just in the line of the oath he took as he turned to face Colonel Krige. "I gather from the records that you, Mr Krige phasered the captain's legs?", said the Doctor, "If it was not for your quick thinking the captain would have died.", he added. (reply Krige) Andrew looked back at T'Vhor. "As I'm here Mr T'Vhor is there anything you need from me or my department at the moment?", said Williams. T`Vhor looked questioningly around the room at the others to note their responces to the Doctors question, then seeing no obvious requests from them either way, he turned to address the Doctor once again. "Only that you continue to do as you are doing now Doctor, the Captains welfare is in your capable hands now", said T`Vhor, "you may however wish to work alongside the Councellor", he added looking to Taxia as he spoke. (Reply Taxia, IYW) "With recent events in mind, I`m sure that both your appointments lists will be quite busy, whilst you are tending to the minds of our crew Councellor, the Doctor can attend to any physical ailments they might have", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams, Taxia, Krige, Any) (posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - CMO - Williams - 16:14) "You have done an excellent job Doctor, I`m sure everyone, along with the Captain will thank you for your diligence in doing what you have been able to do so far", said T`Vhor. Andrew shrugged his shoulder. "It's my job Mr T'Vhor I would do it for any body." he said honestly. "Nonetheless Doctor, it is duly noted that you have saved the Captains life", said T`Vhor. The Doctor however being a typical medic shrugged the praise off as it all being just in the line of the oath he took as he turned to face Colonel Krige. "I gather from the records that you, Mr Krige phasered the captain's legs?", said the Doctor, "If it was not for your quick thinking the captain would have died.", he added. (reply Krige IUW) Andrew looked back at T'Vhor. "As I'm here Mr T'Vhor is there anything you need from me or my department at the moment?", said Williams. T`Vhor looked questioningly around the room at the others to note their responces to the Doctors question, then seeing no obvious requests from them either way, he turned to address the Doctor once again. "Only that you continue to do as you are doing now Doctor, the Captains welfare is in your capable hands now", said T`Vhor, "you may however wish to work alongside the Councellor", he added looking to Taxia as he spoke. Andrew lissened to Davids responce and nodded. "With recent events in mind, I`m sure that both your appointments lists will be quite busy, whilst you are tending to the minds of our crew Councellor, the Doctor can attend to any physical ailments they might have", said T`Vhor. ~Will deffenatly need to pin down David and pick his brain's about the captian. Always good to get another opinion~ (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 16.15) David sat, mostly quiet, watching the meeting take place before, only gently using his powers to read the emotions of the crew has they listened to T'Vhor talk about Captain Ramae. "As I'm here Mr T'Vhor is there anything you need from me or my department at the moment?" the doctor asked T'Vhor. The 'captain' glanced around the room and looked back at him. "Only that you continue to do as you are doing now Doctor, the Captain's welfare is in your capable hands now", said T'Vhor, "you may however wish to work alongside the Counselor", T'Vhor said, turning to David. Taxia nodded in understanding and listened to T'Vhor continue. "With recent events in mind, I`m sure that both your appointments lists will be quite busy, whilst you are tending to the minds of our crew Counselor, the Doctor can attend to any physical ailments they might have," T'Vhor suggested. "Of course, captain. I'll help the crew adjust to the loss of Captain Ramae," David said. (reply T'Vhor, others at meeting, iyw) (USS Spectre - bridge - CMO - Williams - 16:25) Andrew caught up with Taxia. "So David how are things going?" (reply Taxia) "Same here. very bizzy but its better then being to quiet. I was woundering if I could have a quick word with you about the Captain." (reply Taxia) "Its just that I did the mandatory braking bad news corse but this is alot different then the role play we did during traning." (reply Taxia) "Well I can't do anything more for the Captain's legs. what he needs is Geneva's medical department. From what I can see is that his options are limited. He can either get mechanical legs or there is a new proceedure that I read about before we left for the mission. It's taking his DNA and growing him another pair of legs. From what I read there are still issues with it but it looks sound." (reply Taxia) "Look I'm heading to sickbay now. Do you want to come with me. The captain should be coming round soon And I could use some support while I tell him the news." (reply Taxia) (reply Taxia, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Bridge - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 16.26) Following the meeting's dismissal, Taxia stood around the bridge for a few minutes to observe things and get some emotional reactions to the bridge crew, through careful use of his telepathic abilities. He was observing when Dr. Williams came to speak to him. "So David how are things going?" he asked. "As well has can be expected, I suppose, Andrew," Taxia said. "Same here. Very busy, but its better then being too quiet. I was wondering if I could have a quick word with you about the Capitan," Williams asked. "Oh sure, go ahead," Taxia said, claimy. "Its just that I did the mandatory breaking bad news course, but this is a lot different then the role play we did during training," Andrew explained. David nodded understandably, listening to the good Doctor. "Well I can't do anything more for the Capitan's legs. What he needs is Geneva's medical department. From what I can see is that his options are limited. He can either get mechanical legs, or there is a new procedure that I read about before we left for the mission. It's taking his DNA and growing him another pair of legs. From what I read there are still issues with it but it looks sound," Andrew said. Taxia nodded and pondered with news. ~This is promising, however, there are disadvantages to something like this..~ Taxia thought. "I see," David said, egging Andrew to continue. "Look I'm heading to sickbay now. Do you want to come with me? The captain should be coming round soon, and I could use some support while I tell him the news." Andrew suggested. David started nodding right away. "Of course, Doc, I'll come with you. Lets go, straightaway," Taxia said and the two headed to the turbolift. (reply none, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 16:30) Andrew entered sickbay. he saw Douwsy and Marshal standing beside the Captain. he stopped for a moment. took a deep breath and slowly let it out. ~Okay Andrew you are a doctor this is what you do~ Andrew crossed over to where the Remae was lying. he was still unconscious. he looked at Douwsy. "How is he doing." "He has settled. Was a little restless when he came out of surgery but is comfortable now. Observations are stable. no signs of post-op bleeding." "Good I think its time to wake him up and give him then news." Douwsy and handed him the hypospray. "When you have a moment I need to disscuss an issue I had with Ensign McKenzie." Andrew nodded. ~I'll deal with that later~ Andrew empitied the hypospray into the Remae's neck. he watched as the Remae slowly came round. "Captain, Its doctor Williams. Your in sickbay. your okay." (reply Remae) "Take it easy Captain you have just come out of surgery. you are still weak from the anesthetic." (reply Remae) ~I hate doing this bit~ "Captain I'm sorry to say that you triggered an explosive mine. It took your legs off at the thigh as well as damaging your intestines. I performed surgery on your intestines but I could not save your legs I'm sorry Captain." (reply Remae) (reply Remae, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Banowsky-16.30) Will had returned to the bridge from the staff meeting and had returned to the CONN. He was no longer in command of the Spectre, and that pleased him greatly. He could return to the station he loved, to the station he had yearned for the entire time that the he was in command. But now that he was back at his normal duty station, he couldn't help thinking that command wasn't so bad, and that he wouldn't mind going back there. ~One day,~He thought to himself~One day, when I'm more experienced. It could be fun, but right now, right now I love my spot here at the CONN, I wouldn't trade it for the world.~ But even though he tried his best to dwell on happier things, his mind was wandering back to the status of captain Remae. Will was no longer feeling guilty. Captain Remae did what he needed to do, go on the away mission. Remae was also a more capable choice for that mission then Will was. And there was no way to know that the captain would be involved in an accident like that. Even if Will would have gone instead, there was no guarantee that he would have had the same thing happen to him. So he cast his guilt aside. Though his heart went out to Captain Remae. His heart and his prayers. So while they were off to there next adventure, wherever that was, Will sat and looked at his console to make sure all was ok. (reply Any who want to) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:31) With the Spectre now cruising at warp four towards the Cor Coroli system, T`Vhor turned to address the comms operative on the bridge. "Open a secure subspace channel to Starbase 375, let them know we are en route & have them transmit their operational status", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir", said the communications officer. "Lieutenent Vasilyovna, I want you to perform a visual check on our torpedo & weapons storage bays for any anomolies, we need to know if our Sabateur has been active there, we cannot reliably trust the reports we are being given at this time", said T`Vhor. "I`ll see to it shortly sir", said Yelena as the Acting CO then stood & moved to the Science console & Lieutenent Nollys therein as he did so. "Lieutenant, assuming the sensor contact of earlier was a cloaked vessel, from the available data could you come up with some kind of detector enhancement geared to it`s specific signature", said T`Vhor. (Reply Nollys, Any) "If it is a vessel shadowing us, I want to be alerted the moment it is within sensor range", said T`Vhor as he then left the bridge & headed for the CO`s ready room. (Reply Nollys, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:33) Still working on cracking the sensor readouts, both her and McKenzie had made some progress, however only little. Getting frustrated by the second, Yayla was more than ready to stand up and smash her boot through the ~damn console!~ "Lieutenant, assuming the sensor contact of earlier was a cloaked vessel, from the available data could you come up with some kind of detector enhancement geared to it`s specific signature", said T`Vhor. Startled by his presence because of her anger, she bit her tongue a little as to not take any of it out on her superior officer. "I could...it may take a good moment or so but it's doable." "If it is a vessel shadowing us, I want to be alerted the moment it is within sensor range", said T`Vhor. "Yes sir," she said, watching as T'Vhor then turned around and left for his ready room. Raising her eyebrows, she swivled back to her console and turned to McKenzie. "Well, you heard the man, let's get something started." (Reply: McKenzie, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Ensign Kenneth McKenzie - 16:34 hours) Kenneth let the turbo lift doors open and walked onto the bridge. He had been on the Obs Lounge and was returning to duty. Lt. Nolly's and himself had been trying to find a way to detect this so-called "Shadow Ship" that may have been following them. Kenny was not sure him self, but it was his job to find out, and he would do his duty. Kenny had always been a man of duty and honour. He was proud to sever the Federation and even die for it. But he was not going to go into that discussion with himself today. He had a job to do. Walking over to one of the science consols, Kenny went over the data he had looked over before he left the bridge. OK, it was not much, just a few things and clues that Lt. Nolly's had given him; Faint warp trails, strange read-outs, censor bleeps. Stuff that was not very desrenable...Yet. Kenny was going to find out what these things where. How...He was not sure. Just standard StarFleet protocols of what he was meant to do to find out what these things where. "Lieutenant, assuming the sensor contact of earlier was a cloaked vessel, from the available data could you come up with some kind of detector enhancement geared to it`s specific signature", said T'Vhor to Nollys. Kenny turned around to see Lt. T'Vhor sitting in the Captains Chair. He didn't know he was already here. "I could...it may take a good moment or so but it's doable. replied Nollys" Kenny saw that she was still a little annoyed and frustrated. She had had a hard time trying to decode all this info, and Kenny didn't think she had left the bridge for a while. "If it is a vessel shadowing us, I want to be alerted the moment it is within sensor range", said T`Vhor. "Yes sir," replied Nollys. She turned around to her console and looked at it, then at Kenny. "Well, you heard the man, let's get something started." "Aye, Mam" Said Kenny. Kenny wondered what she meant by "Something" but Kenny knew that she was a little stuck, but he didn't blame her, he was too. He had trained through StarFleet for this and now he was a stuck...Again. ~Dude, just consentrae~ he told himself. He activated the console he was at. The clues to what ever the thing was out there was all in a file. He touched the file and it opened, bring a list of the detected material that may have been a warp trail. Kenny didn't bother to read the long words of the material. He already knew what they where, and he didn't like these words. They where too long, too posh, but he knew that it was necessary. He began to think was else would create such materials. He wanted to rule out a big ship, mostly because it was what he feared. But, if these files were right, then it may have only been a small ship. Unless it was a decoy, no large ship could make so little a warp trail...if that was indeed what it was. He could not think of anything else that would make anything like a warp trail at such a low output, so he began to wonder if it may have been some kind of probe following them. That would make sense. In this civil war, it is handy to study your enemy. He closed the file and opened the ship's library on Standard StarFleet Probes. He had a look around, searching what probes may mach the clues found. He the found one which matched one clues that he found; Class VII; Culture Study Probe. Kenny saw that it had the same output of warp field that Kenny thought Nollys had detected a while back. However, the Standard Class VIII Probe could only travel at Warp 1.5 MAX. How would such a probe keep up? "Helmsman, are we at Warp?" Kenny asked (Reply Helmsman) ~Warp four?~ Kenny tought. ~Then such a probe could not keep up.~ So he dismissed the idea that it was a Class VII. But he disded to keep serching the probes. He knew that it had to be a probe following them, it just had to be, but what type, and how would it stay out of sensor range? That was another question to answer, most Federation ships could by far outrank a probe in sensor range, so the Spectre would have seen one by now. This was really annoying him. He would keep looking at probes until he no longer thought it was a probe. It was then he saw something that really annoyed him further. He began to detect a rather small amount of tainted matter coming from something in space. He checked it out and found that there was indeed some form of matter out there behind them, but it was not pure...more like it had been tainted by something. ~A leakage?~ he thought. But what leaks tainted matter in something small? A probe would. The more-advace ones are powered by matter/anti-matter containers. Sometimes matter can be tainted, but he knew that it had to be a trick. They where getting lots of clues, but none of it made sense. These clues must be a decoy of some sort. Why else would this "Thing" be leaking or showing up once in a while? Kenny knew he was just making things more and more confusing for himself. He just wanted to get to the bottom of this. He began to detect where the matter was leaking from. From what the sensors where telling him, it was just leaking from nowhere, but the trail was following the ship. The leakage was growing now, Kenny was getting worried and annoyed. Kenny just wanted to relax, but he had a job to do first. But he could not help thinking of Loch Lomound back in Scotland. How he liked to sail on the water, even at rough waters in bad weather he liked it. The rough waters always brought fish to the top, jumping and- ~Wait a minute.~ he thought. "Lt." he said turing to Yayla. "What if we could reconfigure a Photon Torpedo to emit a rather large pulse in mid-space, causing it to rock up the region of space near us and whatever it hit to pulsate back to us? Could we not then use the pule wave from the hit to identify it?" (Reply Lt. Yayla Nollys) "Erm... If you want me to re-say it, just ask. It was kind of a thought-of-the-moment to me and I'm not sure if I understand it myself." (Reply Lt. Yala Nollys) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:37) After asking McKenzie to help her out on this one, she noticed how they both sat quietly while thinking about this one. The warp trail seemed to be leading nowhere and with all the sensor bleeps she was driving herself crazy with this. ~I still don't see why my stupid Academy instructors thought I was better suited for science.....I should've stayed with security.....~ After yet another bleep at the console, she looked up more just to make sure it wasn't anything else rather than the fact that she cared. However this time it was something else. ~...the hell?~ It looked as if something were leaking and it were coming from their ship? ~But that can't be right.~ Otherwise she figured it may have been detected sooner than this. ~What if they only thought the sabatour was gone and he really wasn't? What if that person left something in the event of his death?~ Drawing up more conclusions than she wanted to, she then was about to say something to Kenny when he turned to her spur of the moment. "Lt." he said turing to Yayla. "What if we could reconfigure a Photon Torpedo to emit a rather large pulse in mid-space, causing it to rock up the region of space near us and whatever it hit to pulsate back to us? Could we not then use the pule wave from the hit to identify it?" For a moment she didn't say anything, thinking about it. "Erm... If you want me to re-say it, just ask. It was kind of a thought-of-the-moment to me and I'm not sure if I understand it myself. Waving it off, she said, "No...no I understood you, I was just thinking. It could be used sort of like a flashlight of sorts. That sounds like the best idea I've heard all day, and we may want to contact engineering and let them know we're detecting a leak of sorts. They may be more able to actually detect right from wrong of what we're working on right now." <> Letting him have the floor, she said, "Alright, you lead the operation since it was your idea," smiling. <> "Yes I'm so nice, aren't I?" She said sarcastically with a grin, as they both chuckled and started with the idea of his. Then she tapped her commbadge. "Nollys to Engineering, we're detecting a leak somewhere on the ship. I'm not sure what it is or possibly where, but could you run a diagnostic and make sure it's not another sensor malfunction?" <> "Thanks, Nollys out." (Reply: McKenzie, Engineering, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (Bridge of the USS Spectre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 16:39 hours) "No, no I understood you, I was just thinking. It could be used sort of, like a flashlight of sorts. That sounds like the best idea I've heard all day, and we may want to contact engineering and let them know we're detecting a leak of sorts. They may be more able to actually detect right from wrong of what we're working on right now." said Yayla. "Wow, erm. Right." Kenny said. He walked over to the station that Yala was at as she had moved to let him have it. He smiled at her and she smiled back. "Alright, you lead the operation since it was your idea," "Thanks, Lt." he replied in a supizred manner. He didn't expect to be incharge of this, but he knew he could do it. "Yes, I'm so nice, aren't I?" She said and lughed. "Yay!" Kenny clapped camply and then laughed. Yayla tapped her COMM badge. "Nollys to Engineering, we're detecting a leak somewhere on the ship. I'm not sure what it is or possibly where, but could you run a diagnostic and make sure it's not another sensor malfunction?" "Leakage, did you say leakage?" Kenny heard somone say. He truned to see that it was T'Vhor. He had a quzzled look on his face. "Lieutenant Nollys, Ensign McKenzie, what is this leakage?" "Well, umm...It's mear off ah leakage of tained matter. I'm nea sure if it's fea this ship, or fea somthing oot there in space. I canna detect where it's fea right noo, but if it fea this ship, then we have some problums, and if its fea whatever that thing is, then we may have another problum." "Hypothetical or not, if it`s real, is it dangerous and more importantly why was I not informed of this earlier?" said T`Vhor. "Well, we were just trying tea sort things oot before we jumped tea any thing. "I need to see these logs myself" said T`Vhor "Put them on the screen" "Aye, Sir. Kenny said and pushed a few buttons. He transferded some of the data to T'Vhors consolde at the chair and onto the sceen. For a few minutes, T'Vhor just sat there and read the sceen, but then stood up from the chair. He turn and look at Kenny and Yayla conserndly. "Are we detecting anything along the lines of a quantum singularity resonance signature?", said T`Vhor. "I'm nea sure, Sir. I didn't compere the data tea the likes of that. "I`ve seen this trace before, I concur with your earlier assumptions, Lieutenant Nollys, this could be a Romulan vessel and not a direct leakage at all", said T`Vhor. Kenny began to think the worse. ~Not the Romulans!~ The thought. ~What ever happed to being neutral? Can't the damn aliens just stay neurtal!~ "Keep working at it and keep me informed the moment you know anything more on this" said T`Vhor "Leakage or Romulan vessel, I'm trusting you to find it" he walked over to the command chair. "Aye, Sir. Noo what should we dea, Lt.?" He asked Yayla. He wanted to get some info from her to start of with. He was a little nervuos now, but he was trying not to show it. (Repliy Lt. Yayla Nollys) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre, Sickbay, Remae Ktell - 16:40) "Captain, its Doctor Williams. You’re in sickbay. You’re okay." Groggy, Remae came around in the familiar sickbay of the USS Spectre, looking around; he caught the blurred and unfocused face of the Chief Medical Officer looking down at him. “Wwwwhat… happened?”, he mumbled, not about to move much more than his mouth and eyes, he was also dry. A nurse popped a drink in front him of him and he managed to get the straw to feed him some water. "Take it easy Captain you have just come out of surgery. You are still weak from the anesthetic." He didn’t do anything more than nod slightly, he had a lot of questions in his mind, how did the mission go? Who was in command? In the end, he couldn’t get his body to cooperate with his mind so he stopped trying. "Captain I'm sorry to say that you triggered an explosive mine. It took your legs off at the thigh as well as damaging your intestines. I performed surgery on your intestines but I could not save your legs I'm sorry Captain.", said Williams. ~ What did he say? ~ Whatever had happened, it didn’t register and Remae’s mind simply skipped over most of what the Doctor had told him and simply informed him in simple language to tell him he wasn’t going anyway and he wasn’t fit for command, and no matter how long it had been, someone else was calling the shots on his ship now and it looked like that wasn’t going to change anytime soon. Unconsciousness was coming back fast, Remae didn’t have a lot of time and he managed to get someone to give him a PADD, it was almost painful as he pressed some of the buttons, accessing a few words, his files were accessed and a document presented itself on the screen. He fell into the black once more, the PADD lay on the bed still in his hands. A pre-written document was displayed on the screen, it was marked for the attention of Lt T’Vhor, it read: ‘Mr T’Vhor, Over the past few months I’ve been impressed with your conduct onboard the ship and after careful thought and discussions with Admiral LoDona, I am happy to offer you promotion to Lieutenant Commander with all the privileges and responsibilities therein, congratulations.’ Along with the document, the command codes needed to access the new pips from a command replicator. Remae had intended to give the new promotion to his First Officer at a ceremony after the mission, but this would have to do until Remae could get ‘back on his feet’. (Reply None) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:44) "Leakage, did you say leakage?" ~Aw crap...~ Knowing that was T'Vhor's voice coming from behind her, she wanted to at least check it out before alarming him. As she went to answer the question, it was too late as McKenzie already hopped on it. "Well, umm...It's mear off ah leakage of tained matter. I'm nea sure if it's fea this ship, or fea somthing oot there in space. I canna detect where it's fea right noo, but if it fea this ship, then we have some problums, and if its fea whatever that thing is, then we may have another problum." "Hypothetical or not, if it`s real, is it dangerous and more importantly why was I not informed of this earlier?" said T`Vhor. "Well, we were just trying tea sort things oot before we jumped tea any thing." Eyes darting back and forth, Yayla watched as the both men bounced question and answer to each other. ~Impressive,~ she thought as she watched McKenzie handle answering the questions T'Vhor was throwing them. "I need to see these logs myself" said T`Vhor "Put them on the screen." She then watched as McKenzie turned around and tapped a few buttons, sending the information out to the first officer. ~I know Banowsky said to give him something to do but .....~ He was really starting to take off. All it needed was a little prodding from her to get his creative mind flowing. "I`ve seen this trace before, I concur with your earlier assumptions, Lieutenant Nollys, this could be a Romulan vessel and not a direct leakage at all", said T`Vhor. "Exactly why we contacted engineering to make sure, sir," she said, making her point but hoping not to sound like a total smart ass on the bridge. "Keep working at it and keep me informed the moment you know anything more on this" said T`Vhor "Leakage or Romulan vessel, I'm trusting you to find it." "Aye, Sir. Noo what should we dea, Lt.?" Sighing, she said, "Well first, we need to hear from engineering to rule this out...which seems like it already may have been. After they respond we can go from there and run your test. Although....." Turning from her chair, she looked towards T'Vhor. "Sir, we have another idea once we hear from engineering. The only problem with this is that once it's initiated chances are if it's a ship they'll know we've detected them and are on to them." <> After getting his response, she then nodded her head and awaited engineering's response. (Reply: T'Vhor, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:45) "Sir, we have another idea once we hear from engineering. The only problem with this is that once it's initiated chances are if it's a ship they'll know we've detected them and are on to them.", said the Science officer. "If it`s who I think it may be Lieutenant then the moment they are detected, they will turn tail & run", said T`Vhor. "Either way whatever allows us to know for sure has to take place...... continue with your plan", he added as he returned his attention to the forward viewscreen. (Reply Nollys, any, IYW) (Posted by Alan Reading)) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 17:00) Returning to the bridge once again, the Acting CO took note of the work going on at the science console & imediately made it his business to know more. "Leakage, did you say leakage?", said Lieutenant T`Vhor quizically, "Lieutenant Nollys, Ensign MacKenzie, what is this leakage?", he added addressing each of the two officers in turn. (Reply MacKenzie, Nollys, either) "Hypothetical or not, if it`s real, is it dangerous & more importantly why was I not informed of this earlier?", said T`Vhor in concern. (Reply MacKenzie, Nollys, either) "I need to see these logs myself", said T`Vhor, "Put them on the screen" T`Vhor then leaned towards the console in scrutiny of the data being displayed, then he stood up straight again upon the realisation that he had seen something very similar to this beforehand whilst on board the USS Paladin. "Are we detecting anything along the lines of a quantum singularity resonance signature?", said T`Vhor. (Reply MacKenzie, Nolly`s, either) "I`ve seen this trace before, I concur with your earlier assumptions Lieutenant Nollys, this could be a Romulan vessel & not a direct leakage at all", said T`Vhor. "Keep working at it & keep me informed the moment you know anything more on this", said T`Vhor, "Leakage or Romulan vessel, I`m trusting you to find it", he added as he moved away to take up the command chair. (Reply MacKenzie, Nolly`s, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 17:30) Sitting in the command chair on the bridge of the Spectre was`nt an uncommon thing for T`Vhor of course. As the FO, he had often been required to take command whilst the Captain was away, now however, the Captain was not going to be returning to the chair. T`Vhor pondered the situation somewhat, his occupancy in the most important position on the bridge of a starship seemed to him to be almost undeserved for it had taken the near death of his Captain for him to be there in this capacity at all. It wasn`t that he felt incabable of the role assigned him of course, he had just hoped that it would have come as a result of some other circumstances than those that had actually transpired. Looking to the status readouts in the right hand rest of the command chair, T`Vhor was imediately made aware of the situational conditions of all ship stations, everything of course was green across the board, no problems to note. Addressing the helm however, & knowing now that they were very close to their required coordinates, he asked for an update on their ETA to the subspace river. "ETA to the subspace river is two minutes seventeen seconds sir", came the reply. "Very well, slow to impulse, course heading three seven one mark two four", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, slowing to impulse, inputting course change", said the helmsman. The Spectre then dropped out of warp & continued under impulse until it had arrived at the entrance point to the river. T`Vhor quickly opened a channel to initiate a ship wide communique, then he addressed the crew. "All hands, prepare for imediate insertion into the subspace river", said T`Vhor knowing that occasionally, turbulence accompanied such a maneuver as this. "Helm, take us in, one half impulse until we have achieved subspace continuity", said T`Vhor addressing the helmsman directly now. "Aye sir, one half impulse", said the helm as the Spectre entered the coridoor to begin its final leg of the journey into the Cor Caroli system. "ETA to Starbase 375 is eleven hours fifty two minutes sir", said the helmsman. T`Vhor nodded & then looked to Banowsky sitting at his usual station & looking a lot more at ease than he had when the away teams had arrived back on board. "How is our guest from Betazed settling in Will?", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "I will need to see her shortly, she will need to be debriefed at the very least", said T`Vhor. "Computer, the wherabouts of Debora Ansara please", said T`Vhor imediately. [Debora Ansara is currently located in the ten forward lounge] T`Vhor raised a quizical eyebrow at the responce from the computer. The woman had hardly been aboard long & already she had found ten forward.... (Reply Banowsky, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 (Starbase 375 - Crew Quarters - Ensign JG James Guildford - 1730) Ensign JG James Guildford was proud of himself. He had graduated from Starfleet Academy, and then, using his mother's old starfleet contacts he had managed to get in touch with several of Admiral LaDona's supporters. He had then managed to get not only himself, but fourteen of his classmates who wanted to join LaDona's forces transport to Starbase 375 for assignment to their respective ships. He had gotten lucky, he was assigned to the USS Spectre as Assistant Tactical and Security Chief. Not a bad assignment for a Junior Grade Ensign. Now all he had to do was wait... (Reply none) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 17:30) Andrew sat down behind his desk and tried to relax a little. The last couple of days had been hard for him and he realy needed the R&R when they arrived. He picked the latest neuroscan he had performed on him self. The little nanobots that had been implanted into his brain were still there. He had run tests and simulations about removing them but they had integrated themselves into his brain tissue and were impossible to remove. He was now a walking, talking, human comm badge. He would have to see T'Vhor. First he had to do something else. He picked up the PADD from his desk. "Computer dictation." The computer beeped. "To: Deirdra Eistal, Medical Officer, Starbase Geneva From: Andrew Williams, Chief Medical Officer, USS Spectre. Dear Dr Eistal. I am refering to you this 35 year old Bajoran Male, Captain Remae Ktell. Captain Ktell was emergency beamed to my sickbay on Stardate: 2704.01.17. He had suffered trauma to his legs and lower abdominal area. The trauma was caused by an explosive device that sent shrapnel into his abdomen and taking both legs off at the thigh. The shrapnel had shredded his ascending colon. I surgicaly attached the top of the traverse colon to the end of the small intestines." Andrew stopped for a moment trying to get the order of events right. "Captain Ktell's legs had been cauterised by a member of the away team. I have removed the burnt tissue and healed the wounds. I am sending a copy of the Captain's medical file and all the information on the procedures and medication given to the Captain. I hope this will be of some use to you. Yours gratefully Dr Williams CMO USS Spectre." Andrew leaned back in the chair streached. He put down the PADD onto the desk. "Computer send the report to Dr Eistal, Medical Officer, Starbase Geneva. Include all the medical files pertaning to Captain Ktell. His recent admission, past medical history and general fitness reports are also to be included. Also send a copy to the CMO of Starbase 375." The computer responded. ~good now that is done I can get on with my resignation letter~ (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 17:32) Will was seated patiently at the CONN. He was comfortable there, happy there. He was more relaxed and more sure of himself now that he was at a post that he fealt came naturally to him. He enjoyed command and felt he did a good job, but he knew how to pilot the Spectre just as easily as a master trumpet player knew how to play the trumpet. He was glad he was not in command, at the same time he felt sorry for Lt.T'Vhor who had to command the Spectre to the nearest Starbase due to the tragedy that befell Captain Remae. T'Vhor was more than capable in Will's mind, but will still fealt sorry for him, having to be thrust into the role. Will also realized that that could have easily have been him, and was thankful for the return of Lt. T'Vhor. Though of course Will was saddened by the knowledge that H'Chir had not returned. H'Chir may not have liked Will, but Will still considered him a friend. T'Vhor asked for the ETA to the subspace river. "ETA to the subspace river is two minutes seventeen seconds sir", came Will's reply. "Very well, slow to impulse, course heading three seven one mark two four", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, slowing to impulse, inputting course change", Will said as he inputed the necessary commands. The Spectre then dropped out of warp & continued under impulse until it had arrived at the entrance point to the river. T`Vhor quickly opened a channel to initiate a ship wide communique, then he addressed the crew. "All hands, prepare for imediate insertion into the subspace river ." Said the FO to the crew. "Helm, take us in, one half impulse until we have achieved subspace continuity", said T`Vhor addressing the helmsman directly now. "Aye sir, one half impulse", said Will as the Spectre entered the coridoor to begin its final leg of the journey into the Cor Caroli system. Will was eager to arrive to the Starbase for some rest. Though it would probably not last long. "ETA to Starbase 375 is eleven hours fifty two minutes sir", Will replied. T`Vhor nodded & then looked to directly at him. "How is our guest from Betazed settling in Will?", said T`Vhor. "Last I heard she was fine and comfortable. We set her up in the V.I.P. quarters and offered her some fresh clothing as well." Said Will turning to face the now acting CO. "I will need to see her shortly, she will need to be debriefed at the very least", said T`Vhor. "She should be ready sir." Will then turned back to his console and monitored the progress of the spectre through the subspace river. He didn't pay much attention to T'Vhor's inquiry as he was much more concerned about the progress of the ship on its journey. (reply any) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Ten Forward - Acting CO T`Vhor & Debora Ansara - 17:45) Entering into the Ten Forward Lounge, T`Vhor glanced about at the crew currently off duty as they relaxed at their respective tables. It was good to see them looking a little more at ease now that they had finally departed the knife edge hostility of the Betazed system. Once they had arrived at Starbase 375, T`Vhor had decided that unless orders dictated otherwise, he would be granting shore leave to any who requested it for the crew had worked hard on this mission & they all could do with some much needed R&R. From behind the bar however, a familiar voice soon made itself heard & T`Vhor turned about to face it`s source. "What can I get you Lieutenant?", said the pleasant faced woman. T`vhor paused just for a while as he pondered his choice. "sene'yla please", said T`Vhor as he continued to scan the room before eventually spotting the young woman he had come here to see. Debora seemed so much nicer a title than that of Zulu one that was for sure & once he had picked up his drink, he wasted no time at all in heading on over to the table at which she had seated herself. "May I join you?", said T`Vhor. The woman turned startled & looked up at him, it was clear that being couped up in a prison cell had taken it`s toll on her & her nerves were obviously still frayed from her experiences on Betazed. It was time however that T`Vhor knew a little more of just why she was so important to the 52nd fleet command. She bade him sit anyway.... Before he could even open his mouth however, she was offering answers already. "I know what your going to say", said Debora, "you want to know what it is that you have all had to risk your lives for", she added before taking a quick sip of her drink. "You want to know why my life was worth the near death of your Captain", said Debora. "I cannot deny that it has been on my mind", said T`Vhor taking a sip from his own glass. "I can only assume that you have information pertaining to Admiral Doenitz in some way", he added. Debora smiled & shrugged a little as she settled back into her chair. "You could say that", she said, "Let`s just say that family has it`s advantages", she added. "Family?", said T`Vhor. "The Admiral is my uncle", said Debora allowing the information she was imparting to register in the Vulcan hybrids mind for a brief moment before taking another sip of her beverage. "Admiral Doenitz is your uncle?", said T`Vhor. Debora leaned forwards upon her elbows & wondered just what the starfleet officer was now thinking of her, it wasn`t every day that someone told you that the devil was part of your family after all & she expected nothing but negative from such a revelation. "Yes he is", said Debora, "and now you are wondering why I would be locked up yes?", she added. T`Vhor only nodded. "It was after I openly went against his plans, I have never agreed with what he is doing & I have since made that very clear", said Debora, "Of course he couldn`t have me running around like a regular fly in the ointment spouting anti uncle propaganda now could he, so he had me contained.... had me locked up", she added. "And you managed to.......", said T`Vhor as she imediately anticipated his question & interjected in an instance. "A Fifth Column sympathiser managed to relay information to the 52nd fleet", said Debora, "needless to say that it was no surprise that I suddenly became of interest to LoDona", said Debora, "And now here I am", she added with a hands raised gesture to push the point. T`Vhor nodded again. "Yes, here you are", he said. "I have yet to receive official orders as to your next move, you may be transferred directly to the Steel Talons or you may be taken to Geneva via Starbase 375 on our arrival there", said T`Vhor. "Well wherever & whenever it is, I ain`t missing that cold cell or the company of my uncle that`s for sure", said Debora as T`Vhor finished off the remainder of his drink before standing once again. "I must return to my duties now but if you need anything, please don`t hesitate to ask either myself or any of my officers", said T`Vhor. "If you wish to talk professionally of your ordeals on Betazed, you may want to visit the Councellors office", said T`Vhor. Debora simply smiled & quirked her head to the side dismissively. "Thanks, but.....no thanks", said Debora with a smile, "I`ve had more than enough of my fair share of analysis of late & I`m quite sure I`m going to be quizzed in depth when I get to wherever it is that I`m headed", she added. "Quite", said T`Vhor, "the offer however is there should you need it", he added as he left the woman to her thoughts & contemplations of things to come. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Starbase 375-Promenade-Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez-17.50) Lalo was walking down the Promenade, his temporary home over the next few days, at least until the arrival of the USS Spectre. Lalo had originally been serving onboard the USS Avenger an Excelsior class ship, but he had received orders that he was to transfer to the Spectre. He was recommend by his captain to be transferred to the ship due to his exceptional piloting abilities. The Spectre, unbenkownst to Lalo, already had a rather excpetional pilot but according to 52nd Fleet Command one more couldn't hurt. Especially when due to the Spectre's phase cloak, it would be navigating through rather unique situations. Lalo was rather eager to get to his new ship and thankfully had been in the right place at the right time. Orignally he was to take a shuttle to the Spectre's location, however, after getting a communication from the Personnel director of the 52nd Fleet that the Spectre was headed to Starbase 375, and due to the fact the Avenger was at Starbase 375 for supplies, he disembarked and would await there until the arrival of his new ship. Of course he would find a way to pass the time. Seeing a rather cute Civilain walking by, Lalo decided to use some of his spanish charm which made him somewhat of a ladies man at the Academy. He approached the woman quietly and then tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me miss," he said sure of himself and like a gentleman. "I am currently a visitor to this Starbase and am rather lost." "I see," said the young woman shocked and startled by the fact a stranger had come up to her. Though she did think he was cute. "What can I do for you sir?" "Well, my name is Gonzalo Antonio Rodriguez Trujillo, but you can call me Lalo. And I was wondering if perhaps you could give me a tour, and then maybe I could take you to dinner." "Well that seems fair I guess," She said, she thought hewas cute and that he had this certain exotic charm to him. "I guess I should lead the way." Lalo smiled his famous smile as the two walked off towards a nearby restaurant. Lalo was going to enjoy his time waiting for the Spectre. (reply none) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room- CMO - Williams - 17:55) Andrew stood infront of T'Vhor. "Mr T'Vhor I am not sure if you are up to speed on my personal problems while you were on the away mission." (reply T'Vhor) "Well Mr T'Vhor the nanobot implant that I implanted the away team with, I first tried on my self to make sure I would work. Well I susequently found out that the saborter had reprogramed them. This turned me into a human audio/visual comm system for Admiral Doenitz's agents namely my sister to use me to spy on the rest of the crew. I have just finished testing and running simulations and I have found that the nanobots are infused into my brain. This means that I will die if they are removed. This makes me a security risk and if you deem it neccesary I have prepeared my resignation." Andrew placed the PADD onto T'Vhor's desk and waited. (reply T'Vhor) (Posted by Robbie gray) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 17:56) Sitting in the Captains ready room, the First Officer was busy overseeing secure reports that had recently come in from Command concerning fleet movements when the doorchime to the ready room sounded. "Come", said T`Vhor looking up from the terminal & no sooner had he said it, the Doctor was standing before him looking rather worried & pensive. "Mr T'Vhor I am not sure if you are up to speed on my personal problems while you were on the away mission.", said Williams. "Personal problems Doctor?, appraise me...please", said T`Vhor. "Well Mr T'Vhor the nanobot implant that I implanted the away team with I first tried on my self to make sure it would work", said Williams. "Go on", said T`Vhor, his interest piquing now. "Well I susequently found out that the sabateur had reprogramed them. This turned me into a human audio/visual comm system for Admiral Doenitz's agents, namely my sister to use me to spy on the rest of the crew", said the Doctor. "I have just finished testing and running simulations and I have found that the nanobots are infused into my brain. This means that I will die if they are removed. This makes me a security risk and if you deem it neccesary I have prepared my resignation.", said the Doctor. T`Vhor listened to the Doctors concerns intently, then after a short pause, he engaged him in discussion concerning these, 'Nanobots'..... "Are these Nanobots still transmitting a signal now Doctor?", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams) NRPG: Assuming a no here.... RPG: "Then are they an imediate risk to your well being?", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams) "If they are not a threat to your life & they have had their transmission protocols disabled then I see no logic in your argument that you remain a security risk", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams) T`Vhor stood & walked towards the window, placing his hands behind his back & clasping them together as he did so. "The truth is Doctor.......", said T`Vhor pausing in mid sentence now. "Andrew..... the truth is that you are one of the finest surgeons I have yet had the pleasure of serving with", said T`Vhor, "It would be unfair on both the crew & yourself if you were to resign from your post because of this setback", he added. (Reply Williams) "Nevertheless, until this problem of yours has been thoroughly investigated & deemed a definate risk to either yourself or the 52nd fleet, your offer of resignation is noted but refused pending consultation with further medical expertise", said T`Vhor. (Reply Williams) "There is an old phrase originating I believe from Earth that reads... Do not count your chickens until they hatch...", said T`Vhor turning from the window to face the Doctor again. "I don`t believe that we have seen all the chickens yet Andrew", said T`Vhor. "You may return to duty but if it bothers you that the Nanobots may reactivate, I will have Lieutenant Vasilyovna post a security team member in medical just in case", he added. (Reply Williams) "Dismissed", said T`Vhor as he returned to the reports he had been reading beforehand. (Reply Williams, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (reply T'Vhor, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - CMO - Williams - 18.00) "Are these Nanobots still transmitting a signal now Doctor?", said T`Vhor. "Well at the moment they are not but that dose not mean htta they could not be activated remotly." "Then are they an imediate risk to your well being?", said T`Vhor. "Well no." Andrew began to realise that this was not as worrying as it first appeared. "If they are not a threat to your life & they have had their transmission protocols disabled then I see no logic in your argument that you remain a security risk", said T`Vhor. Andrew sighed. "I see your point." ~I realy need to get some R&R. I'm seeing issues when there are none~ T`Vhor stood & walked towards the window, placing his hands behind his back & clasping them together as he did so. "The truth is Doctor.......", said T`Vhor pausing in mid sentence now. "Andrew..... the truth is that you are one of the finest surgeons I have yet had the pleasure of serving with", said T`Vhor, "It would be unfair on both the crew & yourself if you were to resign from your post because of this setback", he added. Andrew felt his face redded slightly. he was not very good at taking compliments. Aspeshaly when he was just doing his job. "Um thank you." "Nevertheless, until this problem of yours has been thoroughly investigated & deemed a definate risk to either yourself or the 52nd fleet, your offer of resignation is noted but refused pending consultation with further medical expertise", said T`Vhor. "I understand that. I'll report to secrity when we dock at Starbase 375." "There is an old phrase originating I believe from Earth that reads... Do not count your chickens until they hatch...", said T`Vhor turning from the window to face the Doctor again. "I don`t believe that we have seen all the chickens yet Andrew", said T`Vhor. "You may return to duty but if it bothers you that the Nanobots may reactivate, I will have Lieutenant Vasilyovna post a security team member in medical just in case", he added. "Thank you Mr T'Vhor. Sorry for disturbing you." "Dismissed", said T`Vhor as he returned to the reports he had been reading beforehand. (Reply, Any) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Personal Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-20:46) Standing in the middle of her room, clothes were strewn about everywhere. She never really did care too much for a kept up room, although she supposed that was probably warrant enough for a court marshal knowing Starfleet. Not caring either way, she kicked more clothes out of her way as she headed towards the pair of shoes that would match her favorite dress. As she walked over to get them, her left foot got tangled up in a micellaneous article of hers on the floor. Almost tripping, she caught herself, but not before catching herself by stepping right onto one of her high heels turned upside down. "MOTHER OF.......!" Eyes wide, she cursed once more. "How did these damn things get here anyways?!" Grunting, she rubbed her sore foot, then picked up the shoe and threw it as hard as she could against the wall into the other room. To her satisfaction, she heard it hit and knock something else of hers off the wall, followed by the person in the next cabin yelling, "Keep in down over there!" Smiling, she was glad she took her anger out on inanimate objects. It always made her feel much better, even if the person next to her was tired of hearing her rants. Hobbling over to her shoes, her foot was still really sore, but she would walk it off. Sliding her other pair of high heels on, she managed to touch up her hair and makeup once more before heading out to Will's quarters. (Reply none) (Posted by Stacey) (USS Spectre- Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21.25) Will's shift had ended at 21.15 and he had raced to his quarters to prepare for his date. He had taken a quick sonic shower and had changed into some civilian clothing. A black jacket with a red shirt and black pants, one of his personal favorites. He made sure his sometime messy quarters were cleaned and that the table was clear. He had replicated to plate of Chicken Parmagean and set them on the table, with a cover on them. He also placed a candle at the center of the table to set at least some sort of mood. He then looked around his quarters to his victory shelf, were he kept his debate championship trophies and his football earth championship ring. Also near his shelf were his diplomas, the two from the University of Oklahoma and the one from Starfleet Academy. He was hoping that she wouldn't think he was egotistical for having them on display, but the fact was he really liked showing them off. He went to his bed to lay down a bit, and to wait, to wait until the arrival of Lt. Yayla Nollys, so that he could start his date. Because frankly Will wanted to get the date started, but only to get rid of the butterflies in his stomach. (reply Yayla) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:28) Having hobbled down the hall most of the way, nothing was going to spoil this date. She was determined. Though the funny looks down the hall caught her off guard, she really didn't care. Yayla knew she'd hear all about it in the morning though. Finally arriving at his door, she composed herself without putting much weight on her left foot, and rang the door chime. <> Upon his invite, she walked through the doors as they swished open and walked slowly, as not to aggitate or send any alarm that something may be wrong with her. "Wow, you have a wonderful place. Perks of being high in the command chain eh?" ~Wonderful Yayla, just wonderful. Make the man think you're here for his rank and brains.~ <> She watched as he pulled out a chair for her to have a seat at the table. ~Oh great, how am I going to manage this?~ Standing up to the table, she waited until he had pushed most of the chair under her, then grabbed onto the table before sitting to hold most of her weight up. Praying, she hoped the rest of her night would go smoother. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. JG Banowsky-21:29) Will was pretty much all set up and ready to go when his door chime went off. He went to the door and opened it. "Ah, Nollys, welcome, please come in." He said inviting the bajoran into his quarters. "Wow, you have a wonderful place. Perks of being high in the command chain eh?" "Ya, it is rather nice. Moved in during the refit when I became second officer, was a bit of a step up from my old quarters, and with a couple of more personal items spread around, it will feel more like home." Will said, he did have really nice quarters. Will then pulled out her chair and offered it to her, and then pushed it back in. He then headed to his seat. He said a quick prayer in his mind and then sat down and smiled. "You look gorgeous tonight Nollys, absolutely beautiful." Will said admiring her beauty. She did seem a little bit uneasy, but he passed it off as nervousness. "I hope you like Italian food, Chicken Paremsean is one of my favorites." (reply Nollys) Will smiled at her, she was indeed beautiful, and was one of the most beautiful women he had ever met. He was hoping that he didn't screw things up, but that would reamin to be seen. "Can I offer you something to drink Nollys, Perhaps maybe some wine or something else?" (reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:31) "You look gorgeous tonight Nollys, absolutely beautiful." Will said. Blushing, she couldn't beleive someone was actually calling her beautiful. Yayla had had such a long and hard life before Starfleet she couldn't remember anyone being this nice to her. "Thanks," she responded, not really knowing any other way to respond. "You don't look so bad yourself. Very handsome if I do say so." "I hope you like Italian food, Chicken Paremsean is one of my favorites." Pausing, she said, "I can't say as I've ever tried that particular dish...but I'm game for anything once." Winking at him, she noted the smile on his face. "Can I offer you something to drink Nollys, Perhaps maybe some wine or something else?" "Sure, I'll have whatever you have." Yayla then watched as Will went towards the replicator and got two glasses of wine to go with their dinner. As he set hers down in front of her, she picked it up as he took his seat. "Lets make a toast," she said. Raising her glass to his, they clinked glasses and then she said, "To the beginning of us." <> "I was never really any good at making toasts, but I try. So...shall we?" Yayla asked, as they got ready to eat some of their dinner. Yayla was really amazed at how Will was treating her. She had never really been to anything formal in her life other than what Starfleet had requested or required of her such as graduating the Academy. She didn't count this date as anything really formal, but not nonchalant either. Never having gone out much because of her street days, she wasn't quite sure how to dress for occassions such as these and had a hard time trusting anyone. But for some reason she found that Will was such a nice guy..... ~Don't let your guard down for a second,~ she reminded herself. "So, how did your day go today?" She knew she was present for most of it, but was always glad just to hear him talk on his perspective on how things went. (Reply: Banowksy, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:35) "Lets make a toast," she said. Raising her glass to his, they clinked glasses and then she said, "To the beginning of us." "Here here," he said as he drank to the toast. "I was never really any good at making toasts, but I try. So...shall we?" Yayla asked, as they got ready to eat some of their dinner. "It was a good toast, don't worry. And yes let us begin eating." Will then began to eat some of the spaghetti and cutting up the chicken. He had replicated his recipee for the dish and wanted to cook it himself, but he didn't have the time too. However this was the next best thing. "So, how did your day go today?" "It was rather interesting, some good times, some bad times. Overall stressful, and frankly I am worried about the captain, but other than that a good day. But lets not dwell on the negatives. Let us keep things positive shall we. Though I can say I can not wait til we get to Starbase 375. I could use a little rest." Will said as he took some bites of his food. He took a sip of wine, and then looked into her eyes. They were a beautiful green and he was easily lost in them. (Reply Nollys) "Que es Poesia, dices mientras claves en mi pupila tu pupila verde. Que es Poesia, y tu me lo preguntas. Poesia eres tu." Will said in spanish to Nollys as he was eating her food. It was one of his favorite poems and he fealt it fit. "What is poetyr, you ask while you imprint in my pupil your green pupil. And what is poetry, and you ask me. You are Poetry." (reply Nollys) "It is by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, a 19th century spanish poet. A very romanitc poet to say the least. But enough about me and my growning fascination for your beautiful eyes. How was your day Nollys?" (reply Nollys) Will listend to her recoun the events of her day. He really enjoyed listening to her, a traight that supposedly was one of his best qualities. He actually listened. "Nollys, I'm curious, why did you chose to enter starfleet?" (reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:37) "So, how did your day go today?" As they sat making conversation, Yayla picked up a few hints watching Will eat his dinner. She wasn't exactly sure how this particular dish was supposed to be eaten as she'd never had it before. "It was rather interesting, some good times, some bad times. Overall stressful, and frankly I am worried about the captain, but other than that a good day. But lets not dwell on the negatives. Let us keep things positive shall we. Though I can say I can not wait til we get to Starbase 375. I could use a little rest." Swallowing the bite she had finally taken, she took a sip of wine as well before replying. "I know what you mean. I feel like I could use some rest too, but then again, not as much as you," she stated, knowing he had more weight on his shoulders than anyone on the ship except for the FO and CO. Taking another sip of wine, she swallowed just as Will belted out something in a foreign language to which she couldn't understand. Narrowing her eyes and furrowing her eyebrow, she blinked, as if trying to piece together what he was trying to tell her. Que es Poesia, dices mientras claves en mi pupila tu pupila verde. Que es Poesia, y tu me lo preguntas. Poesia eres tu." He then translated it for her. What is poetyr, you ask while you imprint in my pupil your green pupil. And what is poetry, and you ask me. You are Poetry." ~Ah, the poetry he thought I'd make fun of,~ she suddenly mused. Her eyes back to normal again, she thought about it for a moment. "Did you....write that?" "It is by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, a 19th century spanish poet. A very romanitc poet to say the least. But enough about me and my growning fascination for your beautiful eyes. How was your day Nollys?" Blushing even more so now, she fiddled with her foot under the table, the pain still there, but completely out of her mind as she had just received one of the greatest compliments she'd ever had. "Oh...my day wasn't as stressful as yours, I assure you. Just me sitting at my station putting my new jockey to work." Chuckling, she rephrased it better. "Well, McKenzie's actually a great science officer, and he's not my jockey...I just like referring to people as such sometimes." Taking another bite of food, she listened as Will then chimed in again. "Nollys, I'm curious, why did you chose to enter starfleet?" Already swallowing her bite, she looked down at the plate of food that sat before her, as if the answers to whether or not she should tell him were laying in it. ~What am I supposed to say? That I did it to get off the street? That I'm a nobody trying to be someone big or someone I'm not?~ Deciding to pawn the question a bit, she replied, "It's sort of a long story but....I'm not so sure you'd be interested." <> ~Figures, I should know by now never to use that line unless I feel the need to get specific.~ Mentally slapping herself, she thought, ~Get on with life, move on. You never know until you try...~ "Maybe it will be best told after dinner? Like I say, it's a long story..." <> "But uh...if your version is shorter than mine, do tell...how did you get into Starfleet?" <> As she sat and listened to his reply, she suddenly felt very scared and nervous. He would know she was hiding something and she didn't want him to think she was a liar or a coward for not coming forward with her past life. Much of the detail however she decided to keep to herself tonight anyways....~That means no drinking too much,~ she reminded herself. "That's....really something," she said, then sighed inwardly, wishing she had a loving family growing up... (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:40) "It's sort of a long story but....I'm not so sure you'd be interested." "Well I am interested, since I asked, and we do have some time till we reach starbase." Will was getting the feeling that this might be a story that Nollys didn't want tell. "Maybe it will be best told after dinner? Like I say, it's a long story..." "Well then, I can wait. I'll just pass the time looking into your eyes." he said with a smile and a laugh. "But uh...if your version is shorter than mine, do tell...how did you get into Starfleet?" "Wll I have a lot of family in starfleet, my dad was in starfleet, My grandfather was an admiral before he died. Growing up I saw some of the life. My brothers and I would also play "starfleet" and go around having fun pretending to be officers. We had costumes of uniforms and would play dress up. It was fun, but as I got older, I kinda fell out of the idea of being in Starfleet. Decided I wanted to be a Business Lawyer of all things. I got two degrees in business and had been admitted to law school. At the same time I also felt that perhaps maybe starfleet was in fact for me, so I also applied and got in. I chose starfleet and soon my brothers followed. Starfleet has been good to me and my family." Will replied. "That's....really something," she said "Ya, I love my family we are all very supportive of eachother. Though we do have our fights and stuff. Brothers and I used to wrestle with eachother, but we always loved eachother, and I would die for my siblings. I would go to war for them." (reply Nollys) "But enough about my family, how is the food?" (reply Nollys) "It is replicated, but from my recipe. I wanted to cook but I honestly didn't have the time too. Maybe some other time though." Will said, he was enjoying Nolly's company. She was nice and he really liked her. (reply Nollys) "To me you are as the moon, for you are the light that lightens up my darkness, just as the moon lightens up the night. To me you are the sun, because you are what brightens up my day. You are like the beautiful flowers that add color to my life. To me you are the finer things in the universe, to me you are beauty at its core, to me you are who you are, and to me that is perfection." Will said with a smile. "That one is written by me. What do you think?" (Reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) =========================================================================== Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 6 Stardate: 2407.01.18 (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 04:15) T`Vhor had been seated in the command chair for some time now watching the almost hypnotic photonic blur of the warp stars as they disappeared from view in the forward viewscreen. The subspace tunnel was truly a beautiful sight to behold with it`s ever changing miasma of colours set against the backdrop of the aforementioned stars continuing to sweep by as they progressed further onwards. The status indicators already told T`Vhor that they were almost upon the terminus of the corridor now & once they had exited from within it, they would be minutes from Starbase 375 & the rest that it offered. "Mr Banowsky, prepare to exit the subspace tunnel", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky, Any) "Make your course one nine two mark two four upon our exit & inform Starbase 375 command that we are on final approach", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky, Any) A few minutes then passed as the Spectre finally reached the terminus & exited the subspace river with the welcoming sight of the starbase imediately off her port bow. Once this had happened, T`Vhor`s orders regarding their course & communications were duly carried out & responded to by Starbase command. "This is Starbase 375 to USS Spectre, we have you on visual", said the face that had just appeared upon the forwards viewscreen. "Proceed to space doors at your leisure, welcome home Spectre, Starbase 375 out", said the Ops officer as the viewscreen returned to the familiar view of space with the starbase itself coming into the centre of it in responce to Wills helm maneuvers. "Take us in Will, ahead one quarter impulse", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky, Any) Within minutes, the Spectre had cleared the doors & it was now completely within the vast structure that was Starbase 375. Two other starships, an excelsior class & an Akira sat alongside the docking platforms as she moved slowly to her designated mooring gantry & transoms. "Maneuvering thrusters at station keeping Will, reduce speed to two metres per second, disengage the impulse drive & lockup when ready", said T`Vhor as he watched the proceedings from the centre chair as Banowsky performed his usual faultless magic to bring the ship to a stop, whilst the maintenance tugs hooked up the power umbilicals to finalise their docking procedure. They were home again.... at least for now. (Reply Banowsky, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 04:15) Will had just recently arrived at the CONN. He had decided to start an early shift to oversee the arrival at the Starbase. He did get some sleep, but he also had a rather interesting night. NRPG: I will post his night RPG: Will was monitoring the progress through the subspace tunnel and he was pleased when he noticed that they were almost there. "Mr Banowsky, prepare to exit the subspace tunnel", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, making preparations now." He said, then he turned his chair to face T'Vhor, "What is the course heading sir." "Make your course one nine two mark two four upon our exit & inform Starbase 375 command that we are on final approach", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, course one nine two mark two four about exit." Will said as he got everything preparred for the exit of the Subspace tunnel. A few minutes then passed as the Spectre finally reached the terminus & exited the subspace river with the welcoming sight of the starbase imediately off her port bow. Once this had happened, T`Vhor`s orders regarding their course & communications were duly carried out & responded to by Starbase command. "This is Starbase 375 to USS Spectre, we have you on visual", said the face that had just appeared upon the forwards viewscreen. "Proceed to space doors at your leisure, mooring three has been assigned to you, welcome home Spectre..... Starbase 375 out", said the Ops officer as the viewscreen returned to the familiar view of space with the starbase itself coming into the centre of it in responce to Wills helm maneuvers. "Take us in Will, ahead one quarter impulse", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, ahead one quarter Impulse, preparing entrance to Mooring 3." Will said as he prepared to enter into the Starbase. Within minutes, the Spectre had cleared the doors & it was now completely within the vast structure that was Starbase 375. Two other starships, an excelsior class & an Akira sat alongside the docking platforms as she moved slowly to her designated mooring gantry & it`s associated transoms. "Maneuvering thrusters at station keeping Will, reduce speed to two metres per second, disengage the impulse drive & lockup when ready", said T`Vhor watching the delicate proceedings from the centre chair. Will nodded to his orders and readied everything. Finally the Spectre came to a stop. They were safe, for now. (reply any) (posted by Will Banowsky) (Starbase 375 - Deck 16 - Main Medical, - 04:57) Andrew walked through the door into Main Medical. he felt comferted being in a domain that he knew. T'Vhor had given then time to explore Starbase 375. they were all on emergancy stand by incase they had to leave quickly. A Nurse looked up as he entered. "Can I help you?" "Yes. My name is Dr Williams. I'm from the Spectre. I beleave you have receved my Captian." "Yes he arrived a few minutes ago. he is comfertable." ~good old Douwsy always one step ahead~ "Is it possible to talk to the doctor who is taking over his care?" "That will be Dr Mu'aki. I'll just go and get her." He stood as the nurse left. A consol caught his eye and he crossed over to it. ~hmm this looks interesting. It looks like they are using an extract of the genaga plant to cure ...~ "Dr Williams." Andrew turned to see a tall trill woman walking towards him. "Yes." "My name is Dr Mu'aki. I'm the Doctor taking over your Captian's care." "I did not mean to desturb you. I just poped into give you the medical note on Captian Ktell. I know they have already been sent to Geneva but I though you might want a copy." She smiled at him. although she was plesant he did get the feeling she was bizzy. "Thank you Dr Willims." "How is he doing?" "Well we have sedated him again to perform scin comparisons and deep level scans. Our Counsellor has been talking to yours and will be along later." "Good I see that he is in safe hands. good luck. if you should need any thing just comtact me on the Spectre." "I will thank you." With that she turned and walked away. ~well that was nice. lets go and get a drink before I go to security~ As he walked out of Main Medical he was approched by a man and a woman one was an Andorian male and the other was small human woman. "Dr Williams my name is Agent Johnson and this is my partner Agent Trantail. We work for starfleet intelligence. May we have a word." Anthough Agent Johnson asked politly. Andrew felt that he had not choise in the matter. He smiled. "Of course Agent Johnson." (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 05:00) With their mooring sequence now completed, T`Vhor rose from the command chair & signalled Will to join him in the Captains ready room. "I need to speak with you Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky, IYW) The moment he had entered the ready room, T`Vhor took a seat & reached into a drawer beside him as Will entered also. "Take a seat Will", said T`Vhor, "I recieved an important communique from command earlier, it concerns you", he added. (Reply Banowsky) "It would seem that the USS Dennison is in need of a first officer", said T`Vhor, "If your up for it, the post is yours", he added. (Reply Banowsky) "That isn`t all Will", said T`Vhor sliding across a small black box towards Banowsky. "This comes irrespective of wether you take the position or not, I`m promoting you to Full Lieutenant active as of now", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "We can rendevouz with the Dennison when we leave Starbase 375 or she can meet up with us here, it`s undecided as yet but we`ll get you onboard", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "Enjoy this rest Will, make the most of the Starbase facilities whilst we are here, you`ve earned this, all the crew have", said T`Vhor as the proud Lieutenant made for the door with his new pips in hand. "Oh & Will", said T`Vhor calling after him. (Reply Banowsky) "Congratulations", said T`Vhor, "I know you`ll make a fine First Officer" (Reply Banowsky) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 05:00) With their mooring sequence now completed, T`Vhor rose from the command chair & signalled Will to join him in the Captains ready room. "I need to speak with you Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. "Aye Sir," Will said as he got up from his station and followed T'Vhor into the ready room. (USS Spectre-Captain's Ready Room-Lt. JG Banowsky-05:01) When Will entered the ready room he noticed T'Vhor reached for something from a drawer in the desk. He was intrigued as to what it is. "Take a seat Will", said T`Vhor, "I recieved an important communique from command earlier, it concerns you", he added. "Me sir, may I ask what this about?" Will was beginning to get real curious, and his heart was pounding. ~Why would there be an important message about me?~ "It would seem that the USS Dennison is in need of a first officer", said T`Vhor, "If your up for it, the post is yours", he added. ~First Officer, you got to be kidding me, this is awesome, I mean, it's not on the Spectre, but still, how many Officers get this kind of opportunity after being out of the academy less than a year.~ "I'll take it sir." Will said eagerly, though in the back of his mind, he kept thinking he was forgetting something. "That isn`t all Will", said T`Vhor sliding across a small black box towards Banowsky. "This comes irrespective of wether you take the position or not, I`m promoting you to Full Lieutenant active as of now", said T`Vhor. "Thank you sir." Will said as he took the black pip off of his collar and added the second gold pip. He was now a full Lt. and he was extremely happy. "We can rendevouz with the Dennison when we leave Starbase 375 or she can meet up with us here, it`s undecided as yet but we`ll get you onboard", said T`Vhor. "Thank you sir, it was an honor serving with you, and I will do you and the Spectre proud." Will replied, he enjoyed his time on the Spectre, but it was time for a new journey. "Enjoy this rest Will, make the most of the Starbase facilities whilst we are here, you`ve earned this, all the crew have", said T`Vhor as Will headed for the door. "Oh & Will", said T`Vhor calling after him. "Yes sir," Will said turning around "Congratulations", said T`Vhor, "I know you`ll make a fine First Officer" "I hope to do you proud sir." Will replied as he left the ready room. Though he finally remembered the thing he was forgetting Nollys. He was forgetting abouyt her, about the woman he was beginning to fall for. Leaving the Spectre would mean leaving her. ~Yet another relationship ended due to Starfleet.~ Will thought to himself as he stood outside the door to the ready room. Will was going to take the Dennison position but it would be with sadness that he left Nollys, he would miss her, but it would be ok in the end. (reply none) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Keira's quarters - OPS Ens(JG) Aiden Keira - 08.00) Keira was annoyed. Her first day upon the Spectre had whizzed past and she had hardly had any time to settle in. Things were happening so quickly, it was hard to find her bearings. But that wasn't what annoyed her. She could handle that as she had always been used to thinking on her feet. What annoyed her was that they were now docked at Starbase 375. If she knew she was going to be back at a Starbase so soon, she wouldn't have bothered with the trip to the middle of Betazed space, just to find herself back at a Starbase in a day. As such, she steadfastly refused to leave the Spectre. She was now onboard and onboard she would stay. She knew she was kind of cutting off her nose to spite her face, but she didn't care. The trick was finding something to do while she was onboard. She decided the best place to start would be her station. (Reply None) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - Corridor - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 08.12) ~Arrival at Starbase... the most wonderful time of the year!~ Taxia happily though has he walked through the corridors of the Spectre heading for the docking port. Of course, the usual cheer and feeling of 'coming home' a crew got from arriving at a Starbase was replaced by the wartime feeling of sorrow has crewmates typically read causality reports and found that an old mate from Academy or one's old ship was missing in action. Still, most people, including David, managed to find some joy in arriving at a Starbase. He curved around the corridors, then walked through the docking port to Starbase 375. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens(JG) Aiden Keira - 08.15) Keira strode onto the bridge purposefully, noting how quiet it was. Almost everyone on the Spectre seemed to have taken the advantage of shore leave, such as it is on a Starbase. She crossed over to the Ops console. Where to start? She decided to send a quick message to everyone in her department, detailing who she was and asking to meet each on of them individually at their convenience. After that she would run some diagnostics. (Reply None) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (Starbase 375 - English Pub - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 08.31) David sat in a bar stool, sipping a pint of beer. The bar keep said some inspirational little quip about 'men in war need no excuse to drink early'. David nodded and finished his beer and nodded to the man and walked out, heading out. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (Starbase 375 - Doark's Intergalactic Trading Post - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 08.36) "...and then he said he wanted to trick the female Borg drone into performing Oo-mox on him!" said Doark, a loud and overbearing Ferengi standing behind the desk, talking to another. This remark sent both Ferengi men into a storm of laughter. Taxia entered and walked up to the desk, and put both fists down on it. "Morning, gentlemen!" Taxia said, smiling. Doark frowned, "What do you want hew-man?" he asked, in an accusative fashion. Taxia joked and looked behind him, "Human? Where? I'm a Betazoid, gentlemen," David joked with a grin. The two Ferengi exchanged annoyed looks, Doark explained, "What the difference? Hew-man, bet-o-zoid, Vull-can, they all are differing degrees of staleness!" Doark said, "What do you want?" "I'm looking for wine," Taxia said, still smiling, his mood untarnished. "What kind of wine?" Doark asked. "Any kind... blood wine, Earth, Tellarite, anything. What do you have?" Taxia offered. Doark looked at friend, then turned to a computer console behind the desk and entered a few commands. "We have a lot of wine in stock, bet-o-zoid. How much gold pressed platinum do you have?" "I have a lot latinum.. I'll take some Ktarian Merlot, Risan wine and... do you have any Gamzian wine?" Taxia asked. Doark entered commands into the console, checking his inventory. "We have Red Gamzian wine, no green or yellow. Only one bottle left of Risan wine, VERY expensive!" Doark said. Taxia nodded and touched his chin. ~Is this Ferengi really out of Risan wine, or trying to get me to pay an arm and leg for it?~ David pondered. "Very well, I'm not a fan of Red Gamzian... I'll get five bottles of Ktarian, and I guess I'll nab your last bottle of Risan," Taxia said, reaching in his pocket and pulling out a stack of slips of gold-pressed latinum. David and Doark begin to haggle on the price, and Taxia smiled at the inner pleasure that he could easily use his telepathic abilities to get it for a half a slip, but that he doesn't. (reply any, none) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens(JG) Aiden Keira - 10.00) Keira had been on the bridge for two hours, running diagnostic after diagnostic. Everything was fine, only adding to her growing annoyance. She knew she should be exploring the Starbase, but her stubborn streak kept her right where she was. Even a little problem would cheer her up, but the Spectre seemed to be in tip-top shape. Surprising, considering what she had been through. A slight scuffle of feet behind her made Keira turn. Her jaw dropped, the surprise evident on her face. "What are you doing here?" she blurted out, as the figure in front of her raised a finger, indicating she should be quiet. Keira's day had suddenly gotten very interesting indeed... (Reply Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe)