Spectre Compile number 15 by the lazy and not so great Compile Imp Compile covering dates August 5, 2005 to August, 122005 Compilers note: didnt do much checking, just trying to catch up Overall Number of Posts: 12 -------------------------- Mission: Whom do you Trust? Day: 3 Stardate:2406.11.12 -------------------------- Stardate: 2406.11.12 (USS Spectre: Bridge – TAC/SC/aFO Pierce Orde (A) - 1823) (USS Spectre, Operating theater- Nurse -(alternative) Douwsy - 1829) (USS Spectre, Operating theater- CMO -(alternative) Williams - 1830) (USS Spectre, Bridge, CO, Captain Remae Ktell - 18.35) (USS Spectre-Bridge-"Ensign Will Banowsky"-18.36) (Location: Unknown – Pierce Orde(?) - 1838) (USS Spectre-Personal Quarters-"Ensign Will Banowsky"-18.40) (USS Spectre- Bridge- StratOps- Commander Tahlmari- 1849) (USS Spectre: Bridge – (Alt) Pierce Orde - 1850) (USS Spectre: Bridge - (Alt) Pierce Orde - 1850) (USS Spectre- Transporter Rooom 1- StratOps- Commander Tahlmari- 1851) (USS Spectre, Bridge, CO, Captain Remae Ktell - 18.51) (USS Spectre: Deck 4: Corridor - (Alt) Pierce Orde - 1852) (USS Spectre: Transporter Room 1 - Alt. Orde - 1853) (USS Phantom, Cargo Bay One, CO, Remae Ktell - 19.40) (USS Phantom, Cargo Bay One, CMO, Williams- 19.43) [Begin Compile] Mission: Whom do you Trust? Stardate: 2406.11.12 (USS Spectre: Bridge – TAC/SC/aFO Pierce Orde (A) - 1823) The being that was Pierce couldn’t suppress a grin at watching the ‘Captain’ pull the third officer into the ready room. ~Especially when that one’s ambition let me get this body.~ As not to attract attention, he checked over the readings on the console before him, making an adjustment or two. ~It appears that I got one of the better ones – the brain on this one is slightly more advanced than most of the others on this ship. Useful, although the optical lenses do seem to be a bit much.~ When the Captain returned, Pierce greeted him with a mock salute. “All defensive systems are nominal,” he reported smoothly. ~Let the fool guess who’s gotten himself an upgrade.~ (Reply Alt. Remae, any) (Posted by Lenox) (USS Spectre, Operating theater- Nurse -(alternative) Douwsy - 1829) she stood up, shook her self down and glared at the CMO. "it could not be helpped." (reply Alt CMO) she gleared at the CMO again as she gave the dead body of the late Dr Warren a kick. "it was not my fault. if that woman and then the man had not interupted me it would have been fine." (reply Alt CMO) she turned back towards him. "well if you think that you can be better then you try." (reply Alt CMO) she walked over to the moniter. "look you just try and get out of here and I'll try and destroy the information about the tests that the doctor did on me." (reply Alt CMO) she started to track down the data file that the doctor had sent. ~okay lets see~ a red symble appeared on the screen. ~ow grate some one is accsessing the file. better stop them quickly~ she followed the signal and began to activate the virus that would destroy the file. she grinned. ~got you. ha try and get past me you fool~ her face fell as the image changed. "We have a problem." (reply Alt CMO) "the file was parshaly down loaded before I could destroy it. 45% of it was down loaded to the personal file of a Commander, Tahlmari Zakdorn." she turned back to the CMO who looked at her with an evil grin. "you did it then." (reply Alt CMO) there was a flash as the force field fell. they got up and ran out of the theater. (reply Alt CMO, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre, Operating theater- CMO -(alternative) Williams - 1830) "it could not be helpped." "it could not be helpped. what are you dribbling on about. we have been prepering this for a long time and you go around muessing it up. to make things wourse you got both of use locked in here." He watched the nurse glear at him and then give the body of the fallen doctor a kick. "it was not my fault. if that woman and then the man had not interupted me it would have been fine." "ow shall we all have a good cry, cry because little nursey got hurt." "well if you think that you can be better then you try." he grinned at the nurse. "of course I can do better. what do you think I've spent all these year doing." the nurse walked over to the moniter. "look you just try and get out of here and I'll try and destroy the information about the tests that the doctor did on me." "Just don't lose it or we are both going to be in trouble." he went over to the accsess panel by the door and pulled it off. he grabbed the tricorder from his hp and began tracking down the command files that were activating the force field. "We have a problem." ~almost there~ "what now." ~can't she ever do something right~ "the file was parshaly down loaded before I could destroy it. 45% of it was down loaded to the personal file of a Commander, Tahlmari Zakdorn." "you did it then." he stood up. "yes I did it. what do you take me for a complet idiot. you better find this Commander, Tahlmari and get the data off him. while I free some more of our brothers ansd sisters." there was a flash as the force field fell. they got up and ran out of the theater. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre, Bridge, CO, Captain Remae Ktell - 18.35) "Very well, bring us into transporter range and find a way to beam a team over there." 'Captain' Remae was preparing an away team, to find out what 'happened' on the Phantom. Commander Tahlmari was going to do the investigating. "Captain, it would be better to rig up a shuttlecraft. We could lose signal at any time.", said Orde. Only 3 people on the Spectre knew what was really going on. "No, keep the shuttle on standby. carry on Commander.", said Remae. (posted by TK) (USS Spectre-Bridge-"Ensign Will Banowsky"-18.36) "Will entered the bridge, appearing to be beaten, and there was some blood on his uniform. Embarresed he simply walked towards the door to the turbolift, turned and said. "I'm going to get my wounds checked out, and find a clean uniform. I'm no good like this captain." He didn't wait for permission, he just entered and left the bridge. ~If that little wench thinks she can show me whose boss, she's got another thing coming. This is a fine vessel and would make an excellent first command.~ "Wil" then began laughing. (posted by Will) (Location: Unknown – Pierce Orde(?) - 1838) The last thing Orde remembered was a shockwave of some kind hitting the ship. So it didn’t surprise the security officer to discover the ground directly before his face. That the Red Alert klaxon wasn’t blaring was anomalous. Reaching up to grab his station to pull himself to his feet, Pierce stopped short when a lock of blonde hair fell into vision. ~Alright, what happened here?~ ran through Orde’s mind. ~Name, rank, serial number. Pierce Horatio Orde, Lieutenant Commander in Starfleet, 104-0FE-85.~ Coughing twice, Pierce began to vocalize the three facts and stopped short. The voice was... alien to the commander. Eyes closed, Pierce tried hard to find one piece of normalcy – one shred of constant. The kinesthetics were completely wrong. Gingerly, Orde brought a lithe arm up to probe the face he wore. ~Damn. Something big went down, and threw a gender-bender to boot.~ Vestiges of panic threatened to take hold in the security chief’s spirit. ~I can have an emotional breakdown later,~ she reasoned. ~Now’s time for business. First things first – get up off the floor.~ Tentatively, she picked herself up off the floor and stood – albeit a bit shakily - on the deck. ~Wonderful, I get to figure out how to walk with this mass distribution too.~ With one hand holding onto a bulkhead for support, Pierce probed her collar for rank insignia and found an lieutenant’s badge there. A quick glance down showed engineering gold on her shoulders. “I can pass for an engineer,” she whispered. Second task was to find another member of the crew he could validate, preferably another senior officer or (best-case scenario) Captain Remae. “Third task... figure out what the hell happened and fix it.” She plucked the commbadge from her tunic and affixed it to her shoulder. A stray thought suggested that she find a mirror, but Pierce dismissed it. ~No sense in taking the full horror in just yet.~ The brevity of the uniform seemed bad enough. Following the corridor, she found her way to a turbolift that was apparently nonfunctional. “Where there’s a will...” Backtracking slightly, she popped open an access panel and crawled into the Jefferies tubes. ~If I’m dressed as an engineer, I’d best get to engineering.~~ (Unknown ship: Engineering – Pierce Orde – 1923) Climbing down the access ladder, Pierce found herself in Engineering, which had a completely deserted feel to it. If the ship’s air filtration system hadn’t been working, there would have been dust everywhere. To the security chief, it did look like everything worked (although how long it would continue to do so was beyond her). She already knew the commbadges to be nonfunctional (a test or two during the crawl down had verified that), so the first thing she went for out of an equipment locker was a tricorder and PADD. Flipping it open, she set it to scan for life-forms and found one in the immediate vicinity. Unfortunately, she didn’t know any of the codes for the weapons locker, so grabbing a phaser was out of the question. Quiet as a mouse, she stalked into the computer core. “Whoever is in there, come out and identify yourself.” (Reply person in computer core, any) (Posted by Lenox) (USS Spectre-Personal Quarters-"Ensign Will Banowsky"-18.40) "Will entered the room and quickly went to take a shower. He was going to get cleaned up, and then he was going to work out a plan to get control of the ship. After 5 minutes his shower was done, and his wounds didn't seem that bad. He was putting on a fresh uniform when he noticed the Phantom getting smaller and smaller from his window. ~Looks like things are working according to plan. Now to start my own plan.~ "Will" pressed his commbadge. "Banowsky to Captain," he said, "I am cleaned up sir, and I await your orders." (reply "Remae") (posted by Will) (USS Spectre- Bridge- StratOps- Commander Tahlmari- 1849) Tahl waited, expectantly for an answer from the CO. "I wish I could tell you Mr Tahlmari. We're going to find out what is causing these injuries and we're going to take a close, hard look at the Phantom, with the short range sensors, if its safe, I am going to send an away team over," said Remae sitting down at his chair once more. That wasn't exactly the answer to the question he had asked. he got the impression that Remae was skirtting around the issue, but he had thrown the ball back in Tahl's court. "An away team!" Tahl tried to remain calm. "Are you certain that's wise Captain? I have a lot of reservations about that course of action." "I understand, Commander. The shields can handle the stress for a short time.", Remae looked over, "Commander Tahlmari, I want you to put together the away team." Whatever was going on between the captain and the third officer. But he wasn't ready to question them. Perhaps this was normal for them. He just didn't have the experience with them. "Very well captain," he replied and tapped his comm badge. "Commander Tahlmari to security, in need a team of five to meet me in transporter room 1 in ten minutes. Mr. Orde, you're with me." (reply Orde) "Engineering, Mr. H'Chir, I need an engineer to join my on a mission to the Phantom. Meet me in transporter room 1 in ten minutes." (reply H'Chir) He really wanted to bring a science officer along, but didn't wnat to put to many people in unneccesary danger. Once the ship was secure, he'd send for one. He turned back to Remae. "All set captain. We'll be ready to transport when you are." "Very well, bring us into transporter range and find a way to beam a team over there," ordered Remae. Tahl turned and headed for the turbo lift. He suddenly had a bad feeling about leaving the Spectre. As the door to the turbolift closed he looked out across the bridge, and had a sinking feeling that something bad was about to happen. (USS Spectre: Bridge – (Alt) Pierce Orde - 1850) "Very well, bring us into transporter range and find a way to beam a team over there,” The one that not-Pierce considered a bumbling fool ordered. ~At least he’s better than that ambitious twit,~ he reflected. He'd had a moment or two to double-check the crew roster and saw that his host identity was the first officer of the ship. ~Useful information.~ “Captain, it would be better to rig up a shuttlecraft. We could lose signal at any time.” ~And by ‘rig’ I mean ‘sabotage’.~ (Reply Alt. Remae) (Posted by Lenox) (USS Spectre: Bridge - (Alt) Pierce Orde - 1850) Not-Pierce nodded once at Tahlmari's summons. "Aye, sir," he replied, getting onto the turbolift. "I'll meet quickly with the security team and then see you in the transporter room." (posted by Joe) (USS Spectre- Transporter Rooom 1- StratOps- Commander Tahlmari- 1851) The team had all arrived and stood on the transporter pads. Tahl tapped his comm badge. "Tahlmari to the bridge. Captain, we're ready to transport when you are." (reply all) (posted by Al Muir) (USS Spectre, Bridge, CO, Captain Remae Ktell - 18.51) =^= Tahlmari to the Bridge. Captain, we're ready to transport when you are. =^= "Understood, prepare to drop shields in that section only and energise.", ordered Remae, knowing the plan of Engineering was to limit the ship's exposure to one part of the hull which had been reinforced. The ship shook and it was taking damage as the 5 second transporter cycle took place. "Shields up.", said Remae. and it was done. He turned and fired the phaser he had held since most of the crew had left the Bridge, he fired again and again, stunning anyone who was left until he was all alone. "Computer, secure the Bridge, my authentication only.", said Remae as he headed down to the CONN. He laid in a new course and engaged the warp drive. "Bye, bye.", he said to the Phantom on the viewscreen as the Spectre jumped to warp and cloaked. (Reply from any on the Spectre) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (USS Spectre: Deck 4: Corridor - (Alt) Pierce Orde - 1852) Before meeting with the security team, he tapped his commbadge once, connecting with the Transporter Room. "Orde to Transporter Room 1. Has Commander Tahlmari arrived yet?" =/\=No, sir.=/\= "Understood. What happened to the bulkheads?" =/\=Same as what happened to the decks, sir. The color's all off.=/\= Not-Orde permitted himself a small smile at his apparent luck. "Aye. Have you secured the transporter against any malfunctions? " =/\=Not yet, but I will. Were you more concerned with lethal malfunctions or nonlethal?=/\= "Nonlethal. Orde out." Just then, the security team rounded the bend, lead by Johnathan Maxwell. "Gentlemen, we're to join Commander Tahlmari on a potentially hazardous trip over to the ship that was just discovered. Be cautious." They nodded their affirmation and followed him to the transporter room and got on the pads. "Chief, have you gotten a lock on our destination?" he asked. "Yes sir," the transporter chief replied. "I've also run another check over the transporter system, just in case." (Reply any) (Posted by Lenox) (USS Spectre: Transporter Room 1 - Alt. Orde - 1853) 'Lieutenant Commander' Orde heard the transporter effect, did not feel it taking hold, and stood stationary until the others were away. ~I love it when a plan comes together. Stepping off the platform, he regarded the transporter chief. "What happened?" "Transporter malfunction, sir," the chief replied. "The rest of the team got through, but your pad failed to activate." "Understood. Carry on." He left the transporter room and tapped his commbadge. "Orde to the captain. We've suffered a malfunction in the transporter system, and I got left behind. I'm on my way up to the bridge to lend a hand." (Reply Remae) (Reply any) (Posted by Lenox) (USS Phantom, Cargo Bay One, CO, Remae Ktell - 19.40) "Don't move. Put the tricorder and phaser down on the ground and move away from them slowly." Remae, as Danielle was caught unawares, he hadn't detected anyone else on the ship. He knelt down, putting the phaser down but he left the tricorder open and pointing in the direction of the new arrival and he began to walk about, backing away but looking at the accuser. "Now what?", he asked, a fair distance from his tricorder and phaser. One thing he was trying to work out, what was someone else doing on the ship, it looked like most of the crew was in animation. (Reply from Alt Williams, Any) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (USS Phantom, Cargo Bay One, CMO, Williams- 19.43) Andrew watched closly as the ensign plased the tricorder and the phaser on the ground and step back. ~well that was easy. its amazing what a phaser rifle can do~ "Now what?", Andrew ignored her for amoment as he stepped forward kicking the phaser away under a stasis chamber. he then quickly moved back so that the ensign could not lunge at him. ~better try and be assertive or she'll try andget the upper hand.~ "what were you doing with that tricorder, who are you and what are you doing here?" (reply Captain Remae/Ensign Danielle Conner) ~way to go Andrew that shour has made her tremble at your power. NOT~ (reply Captain Remae/Ensign Danielle Conner, any) (posted by Robbie) [End Compile]