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Subject: Spectre Compile May 24-31 (pt 1)
Spectre Compile 
Mission: Unknown Country, Day 2 
Stardate: 2406.05.11 

(USS Apollo, Ten-Foward, CONN/OPS Ensign Selera - 0521) 
(USS Lion- Observation Lounge- ACEO Peabody- 06.00) 
(USS Lion- Science Lab - Chief Science Officer Jack Wylde- 07.00) 
(Timeship Newton: Bridge - CO Captain Bridget Mark - 0730) 
(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, CONN/OPS Ensign Selera - 0800) 
(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, SFI Agent Soval - 08.00) 
(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, Nith Sahor - 08.00) 
(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, Kahila Lono, 8:10) 
(Apollo, Observation Lounge, 8:10) 
(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, Captain Remae Ktell - 08.15) 
(/USS Lion/ - Bridge- ACEO Peabody- 0930) 
(/USS Lion - ACEO Peabody- Bridge/-1040) 
Mission: Unknown Country, Day 3 
Stardate 2406.05.12 
(USS Spectre, Bridge, FO Octan, 18:00) 

(USS Apollo, Ten-Foward, CONN/OPS Ensign Selera - 0521) 
Selera was gazing through the window for some time now. She still couldn't think of solutions for this problem. Her mother was a scientist, and now she couldn't help thinking why she didn't try harder to understand some issues like this. Somehow she was always concerned with more practical problems. 
Then she got on idea of what she could do. 
(USS Apollo, Stellar Catography, Ensign Selera - 0525) 
There was noone in SC at this hour. She accessed the computer in order to find something she was looking for. A moment after, the machine just responded with request for authorisation for using it. 
~Damn, you're not on a romulan ship!~ she thought rolling her eyes. Since she was not a Federation officer in this time line, she didn't have the authorisation, but she had her memories from this time line. So she just smiled when she remembered a simple trick how to bypass the problem. 
So when she was done, she accessed the Romulan Database, she had most of codes she needed for her this. She was trying to find anything that coulnd help her solve this puzzle. It took her some time to find anything usefull. 
Than she copied informations to her PADD and left, still reading what she found. 
(USS Apollo, Bridge, Ensign Selera - 0645) 
The scene on the bridge was alrady a familiar sight. She usually needed a little time to get used to place and situation she was in. The only thing she still bothered was the fact that she didn't quite knew these people she should be serving with. 
When they reached Ferengi station, someone passed the Ferengi's comment and she just slightely smiled rolling her eyes. She hated Ferengies. 
Than she folowed shuttle deeper into that ship junkyard, ~If this where we will find Spectre, this is not going to be good.~ 
She felt revealed when they realised the this ship was not Spectre. The crew was aboard, and the ship was on it way again, so Selera was just reading some information awaithing for 0800 hours. 
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(Posted by Ivona Marzic) 

(USS Lion- Observation Lounge- ACEO Peabody- 06.00) 

Peabody stood in the Observation Lounge, watching the stars pass by. 
They had been delayed numerous times in the travel towards the Apollo. 
Being calls for congratulations on the newly minted Admiral to hails for 
assistance on engineering projects and other assorted diversions. They 
were now on a delayed schedule and Peabody was becoming tired of the 
sidetracks. For the time being, they were responding with a message of 
apology to those that were seeking them out. Walter "Doc" Peabody 
wondered when he could be back in the engineering room again. Command 
had its advantages, but only to a point. Doc's home was deep in the 
depths of his ships, one finger on the pulse while the others continued 
to make the ship function better than it ever had. 

It had been his duty at Utopia Planitia, it had been his duty on the 
Spectre. That was all in the other universe. His home, his world. 
Now, a high ranking officer in a place he hardly knew, he felt out of 
place. It seemed that he had built himself into a position he had never 
considered before. As Admiral of Engineering, he had full run of 
everything in the galaxy and more. Now, all he wanted was to get home 
to the Spectre and put his hands against the throbbing power behind the 
old girl. 

"Captain...or should I say Admiral?" The voice of the other Doctor, 
Maxwell Cambridge spoke up from behind, at the door of the room. 
Peabody turned, a faint smile on his face. Neither had any personal 
experience with each other. On Utopia, Cambridge had been the Chief 
Medical Officer while Walter had been a simple engineering officer. The 
similar thread between the two men was that they were Starfleet 
Officers. And that was as good as brothership between an engineering 
officer and medical officer. 

"You can call me 'Doc, Mr. Cambridge." The man chuckled and moved to 
sit at a table to the side of Walter. "You want to go home, don't 
you?" Peabody nodded. "More than anything. More than anything." 
Cambridge nodded. "You know, I'm told I'm in a coma back where you come 
from. I understand someone else is command of Sickbay. Rain Anderson 
isn't on the staff anymore. And the man who preceded you is dead. Much 
has changed..." Standing slowly, Cambridge looked out to the stars. 
"You see, when this is all over, I'm going home. I'll still be in that 
bed in sickbay waiting for a ray of light to wake me up. When I do, I'm 
going to find things have changed so much. I'll probably just accept a 
commission as a simple medical officer working the bowels of sickbay and 
keep working." Peabody nodded thoughtfully. 

"Then I suppose all I can do is keep working, no matter where I end 
up." Cambridge slapped him on the back. "And that's all you can do Mr. 
Peabody." 

^Bridge to 'Doc, we're arriving at the second confirmation point.^ 

Peabody smiled. "Back to work. Bridge, drop us out and bring up yellow 
alert status. I'm on my way. Cambridge, let's go keep working." 

The bridge was bathed in yellow as both Doctors walked out of the 
turbolift. Kevel stood from the center chair. "We've completed a 
sensor sweep of the area both short range and long range. No sign of 
the Apollo, Spectre or anyone else. A few spacial anomalies are in the 
area, but nothing serious. Tactical is warmed up and ready in case 
something comes through. The bridge is yours." 

Peabody smiled and shook his head. "You never change Kevel, our 
universe or this one. Thank you." Walter moved to the center chair. 
"Communcations, send a message priority one. We have arrived and 
await. Encrypt and send quick." 

The crew made their moves. Walter tapped the shipwide channel on his 
chair next. "Your attention please. This is you Captain speaking. Or 
Admiral. Or whatever I am. Soon I will be transfering over to the USS 
Apollo on their arrival here. I will be transfering command of this 
vessel to the next senior officer behind Richard Kevel. You will then 
return to Earth for your next pack of orders. It has been a pleasure 
serving with you and leading this command. It has been an honor. We 
have some time before the Apollo arrives. Use it for what you will." 
The channel closed. Walter headed to his Ready Room. 

As the door closed behind him, he made his way to the replicator. In 
minutes he had what he wanted. He walked back on the bridge. Kevel 
chuckled as he spotted Peabody. He was dressed in an engineering 
uniform with the rank he held on the USS Spectre. Peabody sat in the 
center chair and looked to Richard. "Now, we wait." 

(reply Apollo, any) 
(posted by adelay) 

(USS Lion- Science Lab - Chief Science Officer Jack Wylde- 07.00) 


Jack Wylde sat in the science lab working on whatever he could find. 
The USS Lion was mostly an engineering vessel, with focus some on 
science. However, that had all changed when the captain, the FO and a 
medical doctor had discovered the world they had come from. The focus 
on been on finding the Apollo and getting to a point where they were 
together with the other crew. 

Wylde had put himself in the Science lab to find anything that could 
help them get home. It had been long hours, and there wasn't anything. 
He had sent out several searches with the sensors and othe ships where 
his friends held posts as Science Chiefs. Nothing had come back and 
very few had expressed much hope. Jack was trying to understand the 
Timeship Newton conundrum and what it all meant. It was something that 
had haunted him. A ship that was equally classed as the Lion herself, 
she was a threat. 

Suddenly, a beep started sounded from a station across the room. Wylde 
wheeled his chair over to the console and tapped up the information. In 
his intent to find any trace of the Newton, he had started a stern to 
bow exam of the USS Lion. Something was detected. And it wasn't 
something that you found on a Starship. 

"Wylde to Bridge!" 

^Go ahead..." The voice of Richard Kevel broke through. Jack began to 
detail what he had found. The voice of Peabody was heard as the two men 
began to discuss what information had come up. ^Wylde, this Peabody. 
You sure about this?^ Jack was sure. He was ordered to the bridge. 

(USS Lion- Bridge - Chief Science Officer Jack Wylde- 07.15) 

Walking into the command center, he felt a little out of place. As the 
Chief of Science Operations, he rarely was called into the bridge for 
anything. He usually sat at the back of the room, watching readings and 
wishing for something to come up. Somehow, that wish had come true. 
Peabody stood from his chair and walked back to the science station 
where Wylde began to work through what he had found. 

"I detected this on a sensor sweep I special configured to check the 
ship from top to bottom. Here, you see..." He tapped the console 
quickly. "It's not something the computer or anybody could find. It's 
hidden very well, almost too well. The systems reacted to it as I 
programmed it. It's something of a transmitter. I'm trying to hack 
into it, but that may be beyond me. I've also got the computer working 
on linking into the communcations stream so we might be able to link 
back to the USS Newton Timeship." Another set off beeps put the mens 
focus back to the console. Jack grinned. "I've got a stream. Your call?" 

Peabody looked to Kevel. What would it do if they tried to speak to 
thier attackers? There wasn't much else to do. There always had to be 
a way to start the process of finding a way home. "Do it." Wylde 
nodded and tapped the buttons to get the channel open. He nodded. The 
audio only channel was online. Walter Peabody moved to the 
Communcations station and spoke into the microphone. 

"Newton Timeship, this is the USS Lion, Admiral Peabody. What is your 
purpose?" 

Walter took a deep breath. There was still hope. 

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(posted by adelay) 

<> 
(Timeship Newton: Bridge - CO Captain Bridget Mark - 0730) 
"Captain, we're being hailed," her tactical officer reported. 
"How?" Mark replied. It wasn't as if anyone had a reason for calling them up in this timeline. "Who?" 
"It looks like its been piggybacked over our tracer, sir."
~How in the hell?~ she thought angrily. ~Those things are supposed to be undetectable.~ "Open the channel, and keep an eye on our tracer for compromises." 
=/\=Timeship Newton, this is the USS Lion, Admiral Peabody. What is your purpose?=/\= 
~To stop someone from screwing up the timeline. Why else would we be here?~ "Lion, Newton -- Captain responding. I would think our purpose is obvious: someone is planning on altering the timeline. Fluctuations have already begun to propogate, Admiral, and we don't have much time. You are to make no mention of this ship whatsoever, Peabody. No logs, no nothing. Have I made myself understood?" She signaled her tactical officer to mute the channel. "How long until we can be underway?" 
"Not long, Captain. A few hours, at best. Tracking a ship through quantum slipstream is not a simple matter, even with our technology. Too much Heisenburg." 
Mark nodded and signaled to the tactical officer to resume audio. ~Aye, that it would.~ 
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(Posted by Lenox)

-Lenox - Lord of Hyphens

(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, CONN/OPS Ensign Selera - 0800) 
Selera was quite listening to what she could call a list of problems they had. Perhaps she was paranoid a bit, but this didn't seem good at all. 
Commander Lono told her story about the aliens that Selera didn't know about. Then she said lastely: "A few minutes ago, I realized something. I was not alone in being abducted. Ten other crewmembers were also taken by the aliens. And, thus far, I am the only one of the abducted to be found. The others are still missing." 
"From the way I see it, this is only a prove that this whole thing did not happen accidentally. If so, there is no reason why those other crewmembers wouldn't be here. But if they did this intentionally, the question is why. Either they know something that we don't, or... " She stoped becouse she couldn't think of any other reason for doing something like this. She took a glance around the desk hopeing someone could answer the question of what happened in a first place.
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(Posted by Ivona Marzic) 

(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, SFI Agent Soval - 08.00)

"Sir, have we ascertained the locations of Maria or George Orde?"

Remae picked up a PADD, "Yes, some of the crew including the Orde's
are
heading our way on the Lion, as soon as we get to the next pick up point,
their ship will arrive to drop them and everyone else from the Spectre
off."

"Aye, sir. Other than that they are both part of the crew, they'd
be
especially valuable to figuring out how we got into this mess."

"I agree.", smiled Remae as he turned to the assembled officers,
"We have
some very serious issues to attend too. Firstly, the crew, our current
collect and retrieve policy will have us regain 87% of the crew within
the
next few hours. We're waiting on the other 13%, we need to decide how long
we're prepared to search for them. We have no idea where some of these
people are, where to start looking. are we going to commit to decades of
searching this galaxy for them all?"

"Sooner or later, we are going to have to try and get back to our
correct
universe. I don't understand the technical details but its been made clear
that time-travel isn't an option, we have to change dimensions. Does anyone
have any thoughts on this or anything else I've mentioned?"

"Sir, we have that timeship gunning for us. Somehow, we're going to do something dangerous to the integrity of 
this timestream. Even if we are not going to do that now, that other ship out there doesn't know that. 
Unfortunately, all I can see us doing is watching our backs. Hopefully, when we get more of our science crew, 
we'll be in a position to figure out where in this multiverse we are. Commander Lono, before we got ourselves 
kicked in the pants into this reality, you were being held by an alien force. Do you remember anything from that 
encounter?"

"Yes. Even when I thought everything about my life aboard the Spectre was a dream, I remembered being 
taken . . .someplace; I never did discover just where it was. But an alien questioned me,and used a 
cybernetic device to copy my memories. Then, I was either transported to a holodeck type situation, or 
perhaps it occurred only in my own mind. But I was put through a number of tests, to demonstrate how my 
thought processes worked. I was forced to decypher groups of numbers, as if they were codes, and to create 
alphabets of various symbols, and movements. Much of this latter was like dance. I was rewarded, psychically, 
or punished. I can only conclude that these aliens wanted to learn as much about our mental abilities as 
possible." 
~Fascinating~ Soval thought as he completed several disparities within his theories with this new information.

Kahila stopped for a moment, looked down at the PADD she carried, and then continued. "A few minutes ago, I 
realized something. I was not alone in being abducted. Ten other crewmembers were also taken by the aliens. 
And, thus far, I am the only one of the abducted to be found. The others are still missing."

"From the way I see it, this is only a prove that this whole thing did not happen accidentally. If so, there is no 
reason why those other crewmembers wouldn't be here. But if they did this intentionally, the question is why. 
Either they know something that we don't, or... "

"Captain," Orde said, "there is no reason not to believe that those crew members were also kicked into 
this reality. I hate to say this, but getting back is out top priority. However, sir, I will do all I can to find our 
people and get them to a rendevous point."

“Logically we do not require the entire crew in order to return to our own reality; Mr Orde is quite correct in 
his earlier statement that we may do something ‘dangerous’ to the integrity of this timeline in that in order to 
return to our own reality it will be necessary to alter this timeline to approximate our own. Dimensional 
transposition is relatively undemanding; in 2267 Captain Kirk encountered an individual named Lazarus who had 
devised a means of travelling to alternate dimensional realities; in 2273 the same Captain was substituted for 
his counterpart from an alternate reality while transporting from the Halkan homeworld during an Ion storm and 
in 2370 a Lieutenant Worf of the USS Enterprise-D passed through an anomaly which caused him to begin 
jumping between parallel dimensions. 
The problem however, Captain, is determining which reality one will enter, given that there are an infinite 
number this problem proved most inconvenient, however it has been theorised that transposition may only 
occur between similar realities and given our quantum attachment to our own reality it is highly probable that 
we would return to our own reality. Therefore if we manipulate this timeline to be as similar as practicable to 
our own and then utilise one of a variety of methods of dimensional transference with a sufficient number of 
individuals from our own reality it is highly plausible that the remainder will also be transposed thereby 
returning everyone to our dimension. In theory.”

(reply Remae, any) - room for more

“With regard to Commander Kahila’s earlier comment I believe the reasoning for these actions is clear; she 
stated that she was put through a number of tests to demonstrate how her thought processes worked. 
Logically therefore this species was searching for a particular method of comprehension and since they acted 
after scanning Miss Lono it is logically to conclude that they found what they were searching for. The 
alterations to our dimensional existence must consequentially stem from the success of this search and 
therefore it is logical to hypothesis that the alien species requires something that can only be ascertained by a 
species with a particular method of contemplation in a specific situation. Hence why it was necessary to alter 
reality to place the individuals who have shown the sought method of understanding in that situation, and a 
logical rationale for why only Miss Lono has been located; redundancy. Specifically it would allow them multiple 
opportunities to ascertain what it is they seek.”

(Reply from any)
(Posted by John Morrison)

<> 
USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, Nith Sahor - 08.00)

Sahor watched the creatures with mild fascination curious as to the reasoning for such behaviour, the 
experiment had thus far proved to be successful and his presence was not required elsewhere.

::Curious is it not, you gave them everything they wanted and yet they seek to be back the way they were::

Sahor continued to listen to the creatures dicussion without turning to face Bartoxx, annoyed with himself for 
becoming involved in the matter before him to such an extent that he had not detected the Elders presence.

~I did not give them what they wanted; there was not sufficient time to analyse them all so I gave them what 
their companions thought they wanted. Perhaps I erred in my interpretation or perhaps the individuals we 
captured did not know their companions as well as we thought.~ he replied not turning away from the creatures 
as they discussed their situation.

::It was an inconsequential exercise regardless of whether you succeeded, they are tools to be used, all that is 
significant is determining the Resolution and you have created a reality where this species will discover it. All in 
addition is irrelevant::

~If not for them I would not have been able to make the necessary alterations and we would not have gained a 
method of determining the Resolution, it was little effort with to be thoughtful with respect to what they will 
give us~

::Your thoughtfulness may remove the possibility of finding that answer, our actions have not gone unnoticed 
and further attempts may be prevented. If you had not allowed them to remember we would not have this risk::

~There is no risk; they will not succeed in restoring themselves. As you said our actions were noticed, however 
no one is able to determine who took these actions, indeed they cannot. All have been manipulated as I planned, 
nothing can alter that now. If the Federations attempt to return those who detected our actions and will 
believe them to be the Federations’ will prevent them.~

::The Federations are resourceful, they may be able to circumvent those who are able to take action in such 
temporal matters::

~Then we will stop them~ 

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(posted by John Morrison)

(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, Kahila Lono, 8:10) 

When Kahila had finished reporting her -- what seemed now long ago, yet vivid -- experiences while being abducted by the unknown race of aliens, as well as her discovery that none other of the abductees had yet appeared in the present universe/timeline, Ensign Selera then said: 

"From the way I see it, this is only a prove that this whole thing did not happen accidentally. If so, there is no reason why those other crewmembers wouldn't be here. But if they did this intentionally, the question is why. Either they know something that we don't, or... " She stoped becouse she couldn't think of any other reason for doing something like this. She took a glance around the desk hopeing someone could answer the question of what happened in a first place. 

Kahila nodded. "It would seem logical that the change in realities would relate to those same aliens, rather than have some separate explanation." 

Agent Soval then gave a detailed history and related hypothesis that Kahila found enlightening as well as intriguing, and she set her PADD to record it, for her later perusal. ~This whole situation seems to call for a lot of thinking, yet we really may not have the time for that. Someone has to come up with a workable plan.~ 

Kahila turned and smiled at Soval, and said, " That analysis seems on target. Whatever these aliens want and plan, it must be a very important matter to them. 
I'd like to try diplomacy, if possible - actually talking to them. Though, I'll admit that my only meeting with one of them didn't lend credibility to that idea. I think we may have to travel back to those coordinates, the place where it all began, in order to change dimensions. There would be less energy expenditure there, between the two realities." 

She glanced at Lt Orde then, and said, "George and Maria Orde may well be our best chance in developing an appropriate technology." 

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posted by Josephine Goodman 

<> 
(Apollo, Observation Lounge, 8:10) 

Kahila had felt intensely disappointed for a few moments, after realizing that the ship at the Ferengi salvage yard was not the Spectre. ~But then, perhaps the Spectre has a more elevated destiny, even in this timeline, than to have arrived in this sort of place.~ she thought, feeling more content with this idea. 

She'd arrived at the Observation Lounge several minutes early, and had downloaded to a PADD information concerning the members of the crew who hadn't yet been found. Suddenly, she noticed something about several of those missing, that she had not thought of before. She hadn't had time to think this through when the Captain and the other arrived, and the meeting began. 

After Remae concluded with: 

Sooner or later, we are going to have to try and get back to our correct 
universe. I don't understand the technical details but its been made clear 
that time-travel isn't an option, we have to change dimensions. Does anyone 
have any thoughts on this or anything else I've mentioned?" 

And Pierce spoke, ending with: 

. Commander Lono, before we got ourselves kicked in the pants into this reality, you were being held by an alien force. Do you remember anything from that encounter. 

Kahila nodded, and said. "Yes. Even when I thought everything about my life aboard the Spectre was a dream, I remembered being taken . . .someplace; I never did discover just where it was. But an alien questioned me,and used a cybernetic device to copy my memories. Then, I was either transported to a holodeck type situation, or perhaps it occurred only in my own mind. But I was put through a number of tests, to demonstrate how my thought processes worked. I was forced to decypher groups of numbers, as if they were codes, and to create alphabets of various symbols, and movements. Much of this latter was like dance. I was rewarded, psychically, or punished. I can only conclude that these aliens wanted to learn as much about our mental abilities as possible." 

Kahila stopped for a moment, looked down at the PADD she carried, and then continued. "A few minutes ago, I realized something. I was not alone in being abducted. Ten other crewmembers were also taken by the aliens. And, thus far, I am the only one of the abducted to be found. The others are still missing." 

reply any 
posted by Josephine Goodman 

(USS Apollo, Observation Lounge, Captain Remae Ktell - 08.15) 

".Therefore if we manipulate this timeline to be as similar as practicable 
to our own and then utilise one of a variety of methods of dimensional 
transference with a sufficient number of individuals from our own reality it 
is highly plausible that the remainder will also be transposed thereby 
returning everyone to our dimension. In theory." 

Everyone else threw around some more ideas, Remae thought about each one of 
them as the discussion went around the table. 

When everyone else has spoken, Remae heard Kahila say that they needed the 
Orde's, the warp specialists. 

"Agreed, Commander. dispatch a subspace message to the Lion, tell them to 
meet us back at the same coordinates we were at before we were launched into 
this alternate dimension." 

Remae looked around the room and added, "Set a course as soon as we collect 
the next part of the crew. Perhaps when we return to the planet with all the 
instabilities we encountered in our universe, we'll get more answers. Unless 
there is anything else, dismissed." 

NRPG: Anyone else can jump in here with anything else if they want to. 

RPG: 

(USS Apollo, Bridge, Captain Remae Ktell - 09.00) 

Dropping from the slipstream, the Apollo made it's stop quickly, beaming 
onboard 4 Spectre crewmembers before turning onto her new course and 
returning to slipstream velocity. 

(USS Apollo, Bridge, Captain Remae Ktell - 11.00) 

A few hours later, they had crossed most of the Alpha Quadrant and returned 
to the planet where the Spectre had crashed and the aliens had begun their 
attacks on the crew. 

"Drop us to impulse and begin scans, I want the entire system checked for 
anything unusual.", said Remae from the command chair, hopefully, some of 
the answers to this puzzle were here for them to find. 

(Reply from Any) 
(Posted by Anthony Keen) 


(/USS Lion/ - Bridge- ACEO Peabody- 0930) 

They hadn't been able to leave yet, as the massive amount of paperwork 
was holding them back. Suddenly, the communcations officer spoke up. 
"Captain, USS Galadrial has an open channel, requesting to speak to 
us..." Peabody nodded and stood as the screen opened to reveal Pierce Orde. 

"Welcome to our timeline, odd as it may be Mr. Orde. You got the message?" 

Captain Pierce Orde stared at the man quizzically. "'Welcome to our 
timeline', Admiral? I got a message that piqued my interest. What's 
going on here?" 

Peabody chuckled. He quickly ran down the facts of the matter and how 
they had come to discover what had occured and as much as they knew. He 
detailed the USS Apollo and the crew that had since been gathered. 
Walter detailed thier orders to meet the Apollo at some point and to 
pick up as much crew as they could. He then paused. And suddenly 
pointed out. 

"There are two Pierce Ordes'. One on the Apollo and on here. 
Interesting. Well, Captain it looks like we have something to figure 
out once we meet the Apollo." 

"Admiral... I'm not quite sure what all of this entails, but I'm 
willing to lend a hand." 

Peabody nodded, smiling at the mention of his title. "Good enough. 
We've been instructed to meet at a secondary point. I'll have my 
communcations officer transmit the information. You can make your way 
there at your pace, but I suggest as soon as possible." He waved back 
to the comms officer who sent the location quickly. "Anything else?" 

"Yes. See you there, Admiral." Walter nodded. "Godspeed Galdrial. 
Godspeed." The channel cut and Peabody turned to the helm officer. 
"Plot the course. And get us the hell outta here." 

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(posted by adelay and lenox)