============================================================================== MISSION LOG: SEQUESTER STARDATE RANGE: 2446.09.03 - 2446.10.17 ============================================================================== TABLE OF CONTENTS -------------------- DAY 1 - HADESRPG: (1-2230) Engineer Lieutenant Emar Derok (USS Hades - Deck 3- Shared Quarters Cabin 338- Engineer Lt. JG Emar Derok-2230) DAY 2 - HADESRPG: (2-0456) CEO Lieutenant Adnora Alouron & Engineer Lieutenant Emar Derok (USS Hades - Main Engineering- Impulse Monitoring Station 2- CEO Lt. Adnora Alouron & Engineer Lt. JG Emar Derok-0456) - HADESRPG: ( 2 - 0757) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0757) - HADESRPG: (2-0759) CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan- 0759) - HADESRPG: (2 0809) FO Commander Ire Williams (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge – FO – Commander – Ire Williams - 0809) - HADESRPG: Fwd: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0810) XO Commander Quinna Solice (Starbase Freedom -- Transporter hub-- XO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0810) (Reply Weston, any) (Reply Toks, any) (Reply Green, any) (Reply Adams, any) - HADESRPG: (2- 0811) (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - SFI Deputy Director - Michael Weston - 0811) (reply Merek, any) - HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0812,) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge - Second Officer- Chief Science Officer - Lt. Commander Tinmanrion Jayc- 0812) - HADESRPG: (2-0813) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan - 0813) (reply Jayc, if you want, none) - HADESRPG: (2-0814) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 0814) (reply Merek, any) - HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0814) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 2, Transporter Room 1 - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0814) (Reply Ensign Adams, room for more) (Reply Cmdr. Solace, any) - HADESRPG: ( 2 - 0815) V.Adm. T'Larah Sullivan & CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge - V.Adm T'Larah Sullivan & CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0815) (Reply Ire, any) - HADESRPG: (2-0816) Ensign Wednesday Adams, SFI Michael Weston and Lt Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams, SFI Michael Weston and Lt Cal Dogan - 0816) - HADESRPG: (2 - 0820) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0820) (Reply Quinna, Toks, any) (Reply Ire, Quinna, Toks, any) - HADESRPG: (2 0825) FO CMDR Ire Williams (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – FO – CMDR – Ire Williams - 0825) (Reply Merek, Quinna, Toks, any) - HADESRPG: =?utf-8?q?STARBASEFREEDOM-RPG=3A_=282_-_0827=29_Special_?= =?utf-8?q?Agent_T=E2=80=99xen_Toks?= (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – SFI/TI- T’Xen Toks- 0827) (Reply Ire, any) - HADESRPG: (2 - 0912) MCO - Major Sean Masters (USS Hades - Deck 22, Marine Detachment Office - MCO - Major Sean Masters - 0912) - HADESRPG: Marine 1st Lieutenant Stom (2-0914) (USS Hades - Deck 22, Marine Detachment Office - Marine 1st Lieutenant Stom -0914) - HADESRPG: (2-1102) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 1102) - HADESRPG: (2-1103) Chief Engineering Officer- Lt. JG Adnora Alouron (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Chief Engineering Officer - Lt Adnora Alouron - 1103) (Reply Wednesday, any) - HADESRPG: EO Lieutenant Emar Derok ( 2-1110) (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - EO Lieutenant Emar Derok- 1110) - HADESRPG: EO Lieutenant Emar Derok (2-1212) (USS Hades - Captain's Ready Room - EO Lieutenant Emar Derok - 1212) - HADESRPG: A.A.O. Ensign La'Kura ( 2-1233) - HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1304) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1304) (Reply Raven, any) - HADESRPG: Fwd: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1313) Commander Quinna Solice (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up -- Commander Quinna Solice -- 1313) (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) - HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1314) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1314) (Reply Raven, any) - HADESRPG: =?utf-8?q?SBFREEDOM-RPG=3A__=282_-_1317=29_Lt=2E_Command?= =?utf-8?q?er_Jayc_and_Special_Afent_T=E2=80=99xen_Toks?= (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc and Special Agent T’xen Toks- 1317) - HADESRPG: (2-1430 ) SFI DD Michael Weston (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - SFI DD Michael Weston- 1430) - HADESRPG: EO Lieutenant Emar Derok (2-1531) (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - EO Lieutenant Emar Derok - 1531) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (1-2230) Engineer Lieutenant Emar Derok From: emarderok at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2025 19:31:47 -0500 Mission: Sequestered Day: 1 Stardate: 2446.09.03 (USS Hades - Deck 3- Shared Quarters Cabin 338- Engineer Lt. JG Emar Derok-2230) After having toured the Hades for a bit and meeting the ships CMO who was also a Cardassian, Emar had finally made his way back to his quarters which had a shared living room, kitchen and dining room space and two bathrooms with their own restroom facilities on either side of the communal space. He had met his roommate earlier in passing. A human dby the name of Ensign Boris Kapovich who was a Security officer who had just transferred to the Hades as well. Upon entering the communal space he was greeted by Ensign Kapovich. “ I was beginning to wonder if you had fallen into a turbolift shaft.” He said to Emar jokingly in a thick Russian accent. “ No No. I just wanted to spend some time getting acquainted with the ship, get a sense of where I am going and where I am going to call home from now on.” Emar responded he sat down on the couch. Adjacent from the chair Boris was sitting in. “ I know this feeling very well.” Boris replied then drank from his bottle of beer. “ But then I remember that this is what I signed up for.” Emar was about to respond when he noticed a bottle cap from a bottle of beer just laying on the floor. His blue eyes locked onto it like a hawk locked onto its prey. Emar's right eye began to twitch slightly. His eyes locked onto an empty beer bottle that was lying on the floor next to Boris' chair. “ Do you plan on cleaning up after yourself ?” Boris took another swig of his beer. “ When I am finished, I will clean up.” Emar shook his head. “ No, Ensign you will clean up as you go along. The floor is not a waste receptacle, if you refuse to contribute to the cleanliness of the communal areas of our quarters I will be forced to report you.” Boris stood up and looked down at Emar, his 6’6 frame towering over the sitting Cardassian. “ Report me ?” “ Umm…yes.” Emar answered nervously. Boris started laughing and pointed at Emar. “ I like you, Cardassian. I will respect your wishes.” He bent down and picked up the empty beer bottle and bottle cap. “ Thank you.” Emar said. Boris disposed of the waste. “ You are welcome.” He said and took another drink. “ I've heard the things they say about you Cardassians. You like things clean and things in their places, no ?” Emar stood and walked over to Boris. Standing Emar wasn't much shorter than Boris, Emar was 6 '4. “ It's cultural. Mental discipline and Hygiene are taught instilled in us at very young ages. Cleanliness promotes order, order promotes efficiency, safety and well-being…perfection.” Emar said to Boris. “ I understand what you say.” Boris said. “ Then we will get along just fine.” Emar said and patted Boris on the chest and walked over to the replicator. “ But don't worry, your bedroom and bathroom are free from my need for order.” “ One Rokassa juice, 14 fluid ounces.” Emar said to the replicator in an instant the requested Cardassian beverage appeared, Emar grabbed the drink. “ I'll keep the kitchen clean, you keep the living room area clean and we'll share the duty of keeping the dining table pristine,if that makes things easier.” He said and took a drink. “ No, splitting the areas is not necessary. I will clean up after myself. I'm an Ensign and you're a Lieutenant…” Boris was saying but was cut off by Emar. “ Please, no ranks here.” Emar said with his hand raised. “ Perhaps I came off a little controlling thus giving you the wrong idea.” Boris laughed. “ Not at all. I was slob, you don't like slob, now I'm no longer slob.” Emar chugged down the rest of his juice. “ Tomorrow I'll cook us dinner, my treat to you as my new roommate.” “ You do not need to do that.” Boris said with a wave of his hand. “ No no, I do. It's a family custom. We love to cook. Think it over and let me know what you would like by 0900 tomorrow morning.” Emar said as he disposed of his cup. “ Now I am going to take a shower and do some reading before bed.” “ Good night.” Boris said as he watched Emar walk into his room. ( replies none needed) ( Posted By Rob) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2-0456) CEO Lieutenant Adnora Alouron & Engineer Lieutenant Emar Derok From: emarderok at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Mon, 10 Nov 2025 19:08:12 -0500 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Main Engineering- Impulse Monitoring Station 2- CEO Lt. Adnora Alouron & Engineer Lt. JG Emar Derok-0456) Emar had gone to bed just after 2200 the previous night and had woken up at 0300. Emar wasn't much of a sleeper and was always one to get ahead on his work. Since Emar had a full day of tasks ahead of him, he decided to get an early start. He reported for duty promptly at 0345. He had serviced a faulty replicator in one of sick days lounges, fixed a door in a holosuite that had a programming issue which caused it to open sporadically mid program and also fixed a banged up safety railing in the main shuttle bay. All in all the past hour Emar was busy. Finally working his way into Main Engineering at one of the 4 dedicated Impulse monitoring stations. He opened up a holographic display from his wristmounted device and began to read the repair ticket that had been put in by Crewman Dower. “ Non responsive tactile interface and no holo-interactive user interface capability.” Emar read out loud and dismissed the work order. “ Interactive user interface…sounds like the mumbling of a drunk.” Emar said as he knelt down on the floor and opened the access panel on the side of the Impulse monitoring station. “ I wouldn't mind a good Kanar right now myself.” He jokingly said to himself as he began to scan the inner workings of the monitoring station . Adnora slid out of the Jeffries tube and hit her head on the access hatch. She dropped her hypo spanner with a clang on the deck and noticed an unfamiliar face near impulse monitoring. He was talking to himself about kanar. The half Romulan, half Orion smirked to herself. “It’s so thick though. I always liked a good glass of Romulan Ale or Saurian Brandy.” She checked the status roster and found Emar Derok had already handled an assortment of issues. “I see you got an early start,” she smiled appreciatively. “But are you looking to be the new handy-man or you going to be an engineer?” She looked at the man expectantly but she smiled letting him know she was kidding. Emar stopped what he was doing and stood up, giving her his complete undivided attention. “ Old habits, I'm afraid, Ma'am.” He responded. “ Growing up on a farm conditions one to rise early and tend to the meticulous and mundane tasks of the day right away, Engineer though, I am an Engineer, Ma'am.” He said in a kind and soft spoken voice. -Serious,- she assessed him, -Either nerves or just a literal person. She smiled a second time. “Well it’s a good start. But I have a .0032 variance in the warp engine of the secondary warp core. If you are willing to leave the I pulse problem to a specialist, I’d like your skills in this Jeffries tube. Like to see your skills.” She said. “You know, no pressure just your commanding officer watching your every move and decision so the secondary section doesn’t explode upon separation.” She saw his face and suppressed a smile. “Been waiting with someone with your skill set. Glad your here.,” she offered. Trying to ease what she thought of as social discomfort.. “ I'm actually surprisingly swift in a Jeffries tube, but I must ask, wouldn't it be easier to access the secondary warp cores output diagnostic terminal or do you believe the issue to be a non localized systems error ? Mayhaps even a false reading ? I'm sorry to ask, I'm not completely familiar with the layout of this class.” “Great question on a standard system. This system has two main junctions to harmonize and align warp power when the ship is properly joined. I wanted to run correlation tests here and in the beta junction port which is two decks down. If that doesn’t work we check the two onthe secondary and tertiary sections.” “ After you.” Emar motioned with his hand towards the Jeffries tube. A .0032 variance while the warp drive is inactive is alarming as it would get worse at warp my estimates would be a variance of 0.384, that is 120 times the current reading, certainly enough to kill us before we even knew what was happening.” Emar added. -He knows his stuff,- she thought. -excellent!- “Would be a good reason to get started before the Captain calls for separation.” -hasn’t happened yet,- she thought Emar followed her to the appropriate Jeffries tube entrance. “Teach me about my new engineer,” she said as they disappeared into the tube. After they crawled about 90 meters they reached a junction where they could stand up. Emar had talked about his upbringing on Bajor and talked of his Half Bajoran h Half Cardassian mother, Sarsesh. He also made mention of his time on starbase Freedom as a member of the station's Second Diagnostic and Repair unit. Explaining that unit 2 was responsible for a wide variety of systems. “ So here we are, Junction 31B. If the variance isn't localized to main engineering then I would suspect it could be here along the plasma venting conduits this is the primary relay.” She glanced at the panel That wasn’t properly resecured to the wall behind the junction and casually leaned against it as she laid her tool kit on the ground and opened it. Her back side pushed against it and there was the quiet tell tale click of it closing completely. Emar removed the panel from the wall to begin the diagnostic. “ I noticed your ears, hybrid ?” He asked. “ Sorry with my mother being one I play a little game when I meet people to find details that would pinpoint them as one as well.” “Lot’s of Orion hybrids in the galaxy,” she said pulling out her tricorder and giving the area a gentle wave. She wanted to make a snide comment about Orions and their inability to keep their clothes on but this engineer seemed somewhat sweet. She wasn’t sure how much of herself to allow out. Very unlike her to even consider it. “Panel 31-b-3. It looks like plasma misalignment. The question is why the main systems aren’t reading it like the tricorder is.” Emar looked at his tricorder. The mention of Orion hybrids being plentiful didn't slip Emar's attention. He was all too aware of how many if not all Orions were exploited, and treated as mere objects of lust. He could see why there would be many Orion hybrids and potentially those who didn't know one of their biological parents. Emar considered himself lucky to have his parents in his life. “ I have a theory.” “By all means,” Alouron said as she accessed the correct panel. “ I believe that the maintenance crew of Starbase Freedom may have accidentally left the PMPs ( Plasma Monitoring Programs)in bypass mode while servicing the dilithium chamber. Typically such a procedure requires the plasma monitoring programs of the ships computers to be put into a passive setting to allow access to the Dilithium chamber.” Emar explained. -Why didn’t that come through in the diagnostics then,- she worried. “Good thought.” “ Well thankfully you found it Lieutenant. If it hadn't been for your due diligence such an error may have not been detected. Perhaps we should run a shipping diagnostic just to check if any other systems may have been left in passive mode while the Hades was receiving standard preventive maintenance ? You may have stumbled on to something much more problematic.” Switch it for me and I’ll do a systems triple check. “Computer, show me who did the latest systems check prior to my morning double check.” The tricorder list of various crew doing their work and routine checks and maintenance. And there it was. The Starbase crew had checked this system last. It made sense since this starship was one of the view with multi vector separation capability. They may have missed it. She breathed a sigh of relief but tapped her com badge. “Alouron to Wizowski. I need a team to go manually check plasma junction beta and gamma.” An eager voice responded. =^=Right away chief=^= She watched the Cardassian perform his task. He was well practiced and his hands demonstrated his confidence in the craft. “ I suggest that a team check Hydrogen regulation systems on the Bussard collectors before this ship moves. Just to rule out any errors since the Plasma and Hydrogen systems are under the same protocols.” “Agreed. She typed it into the immediate assignments section on her padd and submitted for a team to be temporarily reassigned from less important tasks. “ Anything else I should know about this ship ?” He asked with a chuckle. “Have a whole holodeck protocol set up on that actually. This ship is very special.” She patted the hull next to her. “ So I've heard.” Emar remarked. “ I'll have to check it out on my lunch break.” Mentioned. “ After you” he gestured with his hand towards the access point for the Jeffries tube. ( replies none needed) ( Posted by Tinmanjayc and Rob) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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"I was injured during training, Doctor Edwards was kind enough to burn the evening oil on the station last night, patch me up. The injury was extensive enough to require a series of treatments that is not yet complete." (Reply Dogan) "I assure you the painkillers they prescribed are working wonders." Keira smiled to reassure her Chief Tactical officer. "If you don't mind we can pick this up after the meeting." ~If I still have a job.~ (Reply Dogan) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance Virus-free.www.avg.com <#DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2-0759) CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 11:25:58 -0800 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan- 0759) "It's well within regulation," Merek replied to his statement defensively. Then she explained, "I was injured during training. Doctor Edwards was kind enough to burn the evening oil on the station last night, patch me up. The injury was extensive enough to require a series of treatments that is not yet complete." Cal’s face remained impassive, only his eyes showed his regret at an attempt of humor. “I hope that the doctor’s ministrations have been sufficient. Perhaps I should provide you with a protection detail on ship?” He was half serious, as it was his job and personal responsibility to provide for the captain’s safety. "I assure you the painkillers they prescribed are working wonders." The captain replied with a smile of assurance. "If you don't mind we can pick this up after the meeting." Dogan nodded saying, “Of course.” He noticed the Chief Science Officer enter and head towards him. Jayc was the one person on the ship that he had managed a camaraderie with, most due to his connection with his life mate, who was one of his upcoming junior officers. “Good morning my friend,” Jayce said softly. “Semaj asked me to relay that he has something for you regarding your requested task.” Dogan leaned his head to the side, the closest gesture he had to show interest. “Indeed. Good morning to you as well. Let him know that I am… anticipating his report.” He was going to add something more but the entry of the Vice Admiral brought their discussion to a quick close. (reply none) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2 0809) FO Commander Ire Williams From: masamimbi at yahoo.co.uk (Robbie Gray) Date: Mon, 3 Nov 2025 06:45:15 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge – FO – Commander – Ire Williams - 0809) Ire listened to what was being said as he saw the stack ofsmall wooden boxes appear on the table. He watched as the Admiral picked up thefirst one and spoke.    "Commander Williams.” He came forward as the mention of his name. “For your leadership of the away team tasked with thesuccessful retrieval of Research Outpost Forty-Seven survivors it is by myhand on this stardate you are here by awarded the Starfleet Achievement Medal" He felt the medal being fixed to the uniformed below his commbadge before the Admiral nodded and stepped back. "Congratulations Commander." “Thank you, sir.” He gave a slight nod in return before he returned to hisposition. He watched as the others were given their medals and commendations.  He felt pride that they were getting recognitionfor what they had achieved during the mission. As with a few different decisionsmade a certain points could have led to disastrous out comes.   ~lets not go down that path again~ He looked up at the admiral as he ended his speech and followedthe crew out of the observation lounge. (Reply any) (Posted by Robbie)     "Very well, I will go visit him later today to awardhim. Is there anything you want to say or ask before I leave?"   (Reply all)  -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: Fwd: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0810) XO Commander Quinna Solice From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 17:52:23 -0800 I’m forwarding the posts from the others until I can figure out the mailer better. Al ---------- Forwarded message --------- From: Kris Bailey via Starbasefreedom-rpg < starbasefreedom-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> Date: Sun, Nov 2, 2025 at 4:19 PM Subject: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0810) XO Commander Quinna Solice To: CC: Kris Bailey Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (Starbase Freedom -- Transporter hub-- XO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0810) “Permission to come aboard?” asked the woman Keira hadn't seen since the Mystique mission to Trill, over two years ago. Did she carry herself differently? "Permission for you and your entourage granted, Commander!" Keira said with a smile. “Thank you.” Quinna started, “I appreciate the ride on such short notice.” "I suppose introductions are in order." Keira started. "I'm sure you remember my First Officer Commander Ire Williams." Quinna nodded to Ire. “Long time.” (Reply Ire) "I'm pleased to introduce my Chief Science Officer and Second Officer, Lieutenant Commander Tinmanrion Jayc." Jayc nodded, “Pleasure to see you all again.” “Nice to meet you, as well.” Quinna smiled at the new fact. "Our Brikaran Tactical /Security Chief and Third Officer Lieutenant Cal Dogan." Keira indicated. Cal nodded, “Introductions are not necessary for Commander Solice, nor her consort, Mr. Weston. They are well known to me. Commander, it is a pleasure. Congratulations on your promotion to Executive Officer of Freedom. I am certain that the Illuminar misses your medical skills as well as your leadership skills.” Hmmm, consort was not a term that Quinna usually heard in regards to Michael, and it almost brought a chuckle to her face. She wondered if introducing him as her ‘Playboy’ could be the most appropriate job title for him. Instead, she replied, “Thank you. Good to see you again. And honestly, sometimes I miss the medical side of my life.” "And you may remember Cardassian CMO, Doctor Dural," Keira said, not sure of how much the two doctors had interacted during medical school, if at all, knowing they had different specialties. "A pleasure always, Doctor," the Cardassian beamed. “Perhaps you will let me hang out in Sickbay a bit,” Quinna hoped "We've arranged for quarters for you on this deck. The quarters are normally reserved for visiting dignitaries and ambassadors, but since they aren't being used currently," Keira said with a smile, "why not?" “We greatly appreciate it.” Quinna showed her appreciation. “Let me introduce my team,” Quinna said, taking a deep breath. “As Lt. Dogan already pointed out, consort, Michael Weson. We also know him as Lt. Westion, Starfleet Intelligence.” (Reply Weston, any) “We also have T’xen Toks, also Starfleet Intelligence.” Quinna introduced. (Reply Toks, any) “Next, we have Lt. Green. She is our security officer.” Quinna introduced, hoping the mission she would get to know the security officer better. (Reply Green, any) “And finally, I would like to introduce our Engineering wonder, Ensign Wednesday Adams,” The your woman had impressed Quinna when she was a cadet serving time on the Illuminar. 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But when it was Quinna’s turn to introduce her team she decided to turn the screws on that image a little. “Let me introduce my team,” she began. “As Lt. Dogan already pointed out, my consort, Michael Weson. We also know him as Lt. Westion, Starfleet Intelligence.” Michael shook his head and shot her a look that said, “Just you wait.” However, outside his head he said, “Some might even know me as the deputy director of this sector for SFI. However, titles don’t mean much in this mission. I’m not really here in an official capacity. Captain Merek, good to see you and your staff again.” Cal moved over to him and clapped a rocky hand on his back. “I will enjoy spending time with you again. If only Drs. Penn and Teller were here. We could have a … movie night.” The friendly gesture nearly dislocated his shoulder. He rubbed it and replied, “Perhaps we could entice the Hades into such a gathering over the next couple of days.” (reply Merek, any) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0812,) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 08:39:50 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 0812,) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge - Second Officer- Chief Science Officer - Lt. Commander Tinmanrion Jayc- 0812) After the Admiral’s departure others began talking or making their way out. Jayc quietly moved to Merek’s side. “Captain,” he whispered. “Are you alright?” (Reply Merek) Jayce gave her a desdpan look. “I can feel your physical discomfort. I’m glad it’s on the mend. However, I am more concerned with what the admiral said and pointedly did not.” (Reply Merek) “She commended the crew and gave commendations and left your status completely unspoken,” he shared his concern. “And even with my psi-shields in place, I know you were at the same place.” (Reply Merek) “The rest of the crew felt exonerated. Ire picked up on it a bit. I have no idea what Dogan thought.” (Reply Merek) (Posted by tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2-0813) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 11:57:47 -0800 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan - 0813) Cal listened to what the Vice Admiral had to say about the “incident” and he exuded a sense of satisfaction hearing the words the Merek’s crew deserved commendations rather than the condemnation that they had felt. With that she called up Commander Williams and presented him with the commendation of the Starfleet Achievement medal. In his opinion the FO had earned the prestigious award. Then Sullivan offered Jayc the Sarel Medal of Merit. An intriguing choice. Then Sullivan announced, "Lieutenant Dogan, post." Cal brought himself to full attention with this and reverberating on the deck plating under the carpeting. He formally marched to the front of the room and stopped, facing the Vice Admiral. Then took an about face and stepped backwards to stand beside her. “Your actions in the rescue of the survivors of outpost forty-seven, using your strength and placing your body at risk for those same survivors is no mean feat. Therefore I am awarding you the Gold Lifesaving Medal." As tall as the Vulcan woman was she still had to reach up slightly to attach the medal to his uniform. When she returned to her normal stance she said, "Congratulations, Lieutenant." Cal shrugged and added, “Just doing my job ma’am. But thank you.” He took a step forward and marched back to his spot in the back. He then relaxed and reached up to touch the commendation. It was the first he’d received publicly. Looking over at Jayc he nodded and gave him a low thumbs up gesture, or the closest proximity to it (reply Jayc, if you want, none) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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It was rare for any of her people to leave their world. Their connection to the life force of the planet and their goddess was too strong. She was an oddity even amongst her own. She had met most of the people from the Hades at the captain’s gathering a few weeks prior, trying not to stick out then or now. Introductions had been made and Wednesday followed the conversations. “And finally I would like to introduce our engineering wonder, Ensign Wednesday Adams,” Commander Solice announced. The party all stepped aside and the girl blanched and blushed all at the same time. She gave a weak smile, lifted her right hand and wiggled her fingers. “Hi.” She looked at Dogan and smiled a little more, “Hi, Lt. Cal.” Dogan nodded to her, “Welcome… Ensign Adams.” He emphasized her rank noting that she was no longer the cadet he remembered. His voice helped her center herself, and she addressed the captain. “I’m glad to be here, Captain Merek. 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"We're not the first starfleet ship to have the multivector assault mode. First was the USS Prometheus the prototype of her class and the USS Hades the ship who bore our namesake first, and the USS Resolute was another multivector assault but of a different design. We'll have three days at least until DS9. Plenty of time for questions. You've all been assigned on deck three for the duration of your stay. No one is bunking together, you all have individual rooms. They will respond to your biometrics, they're keyed to you and/or your combadges, you're free to set verbal locks if you wish. The computer can guide you or if you wish Lieutenant Dogan can arrange an escort." (Reply Ensign Adams) "All your Engineering questions can be answered by Lieutenant Alouron or Lieutenant Junior Grade Emar both should be on duty in Main Engineering on deck eighteen at this time." (Reply Ensign Adams, room for more) "Commander Solace, you and your pilot have an open invitation to meet myself and Commander Williams in the Shuttle bay Deck fourteen beta section." Keira said. (Reply Cmdr. Solace) "I'm sure DS9 could loan you a runabout, but I'm going to give you mine. The Cheron has been enhanced with Romulan technology, including a cloaking device. Could come in handy." (Reply Cmdr. Solace, any) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance Virus-free.www.avg.com <#DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: ( 2 - 0815) V.Adm. T'Larah Sullivan & CO, Captain Keira Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2025 14:44:47 -0600 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge - V.Adm T'Larah Sullivan & CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0815) Keira spoke up in answer to the Admiral's request for questions. "Yes sir," Keira started, her emotions swimming. She expected a dressing down, but instead had her subordinates rewarded for their hard work. "I was expecting bad news. What happened?" "I came into this looking for someone to blame," the Admiral explained. "My sights were set on you and your crew because they filled the void in the information I was able to find before my approach." "I was sure I was going to be relieved of command." Keira said softly. "For us both it seems," the Admiral said with flat affect. "Things often aren't what they appear on the outside, Captain." Keira thought for a moment and nodded in understanding. "No further questions, Sir." "Excellent. Keep up the good work, you can keep the boxes." T'Larah said before tapping her combade. " Sullivan to Trillpa, one to beam up." The Admiral disappeared in a sparkle of light. “Captain,” Jayc whispered. “Are you alright?” Knowing her Second Officer had the inside track of knowing what she was feeling before she expressed it, she knew exactly what he was referring to. "Now?" Keira said, still shaking off the cortisone and adrenaline "Getting there." Jayce gave her a deadpan look. “I can feel your physical discomfort. I’m glad it’s on the mend. However, I am more concerned with what the admiral said and pointedly did not.” "What do you mean?" Keira asked. “She commended the crew and gave commendations and left your status completely unspoken,” he shared his concern. “And even with my psi-shields in place, I know you were at the same place.” "As of right now, my job is safe." Keira said. "I'll figure the rest out later. I think if my job were threatened Admiral Sullivan is the kind of direct speaker, she would have said so. How's everyone else?" “The rest of the crew felt exonerated. Ire picked up on it a bit. I have no idea what Dogan thought.” The science officer elaborated. "Sounds good." Keira paused before continuing. "Everyone carry on with your normal duties. We'll back up the departure to noon. Ire please coordinate with the station. Let me know if they come back with anything other than 1200 hours." She began to pour herself a raktajino refresh on her cup that had gone cold. "Oh and get our auxiliary craft on board, before departure." (Reply Ire, any) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. 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She wasn’t exactly focused on her words on their accommodations until she realized that the captain was looking directly at her when she said, “The computer can guide you or if you wish Lieutenant Dogan can arrange an escort." She stifled a giggle and replied, “I think I can manage.” "All your Engineering questions can be answered by Lieutenant Alouron or Lieutenant Junior Grade Emar both should be on duty in Main Engineering on deck eighteen at this time,” Merek told her. “That’s very kind, ma’am,” Wednesday replied. “It’ll be my first stop unless Commander Solice has other needs for me.” She looked over at the XO. (reply Solice) When they were done and Solice left the Lounge with Solice, Wednesday turned her attention to Michael Weston. She looked at him as if she just realized how attractive the man was. Tall and athletic, just as most women liked their men. Unfortunately, for him, he was not her cup of tea. Michael looked down at the small girl looking at him, as though he were a piece of meat she was considering consuming and suddenly felt a tad uncomfortable. He smiled at her as she reminded him of Leesa Pel, his adopted little sister. His looked went from amused confusion to one of pain of loss and sadness. He turned away from her intense gaze and said, “Well I guess we better get our quarters squared away.” “Could I be of assistance?” the gravelly voice of Dogan said. Michael picked up his and Quinna’s bag, realizing he’d been relegated to the role of porter. He shook his and smiled. “Unless you want to carry our bags for us,” he said with sarcasm, “just point us in the right direction.” Cal scrutinized the man, try to decipher whether he was being serious or not. Sarcasm was still a bit lost on him. Once he determined by Weston’s body language that he had no intention of giving over his bags the Brikar touched a wall panel. “Computer, direct Mr. Weston and his team to their quarters. [Confirmed. Please follow the lit panels to the main turbo lift.] Michael smiled and nodded at the Security Chief. “Perhaps you and I could have a private word later.” “I am at your disposal, Deputy Director,” Cal said. Wednesday followed Weston’s lead. She put a hand on Dogan’s arm as she passed him. “It is great to see you again, Cal.” “As it is for me to see you, Ms. Adams,” the Brikar replied. (reply none) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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"The Marines and Fighter craft share a separate shuttle bay in the Delta section of the ship, nicknamed Tartarus, fitting because the half squadron of fighters are designated the Titans. Our dropship is the Cerberus continuing with the theme." She then gestured to the runabout that was in the center of the deck, "Our runabout is the USS Cheron named after one of the decisive battles in the Earth-Romulan war before the founding of the Federation, because of the cooperation in its construction with the Romulan Republic, She was assigned later after construction. Though it is often confused with Charon the fabled ferryman of the Styx, so I leaned into it. They're sort of interchangeable, internally at least." (Reply Quinna, Toks, any) "I'll turn you over to my First Officer and Flight Deck Officer, Ire. He'll explain what you'll need to take her out." (Reply Ire, Quinna, Toks, any) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance Virus-free.www.avg.com <#DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2 0825) FO CMDR Ire Williams From: masamimbi at yahoo.co.uk (Robbie Gray) Date: Mon, 17 Nov 2025 20:57:24 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – FO – CMDR – Ire Williams - 0825) "I'll turn you over to my First Officer and Flight DeckOfficer, Ire. He'll explain what you'll need to take her out." Ire nodded and stepped forward of the group and indicated tothe Charon which was parked on the ready two spot. “As you can see the Charon is longer than a Danube classrunabout, along with faster, more powerfully armed and a grater personalcarrying capacity.”   (Reply Any)   “She has a maximum warp 9.995 and a crew of between 2 to 6. Shecarried 4 Type 19 disruptor arrays with two fore facing disruptor cannons and afore and aft torpedo adaptive launcher capable of firing both Starfleet andRomulan torpedo types.”   (Reply any)   Ire smiled. “Okay. She goes great in a straight line and maneuvers goodat impulse speeds. Her power is furious so she will get away from you if youare not careful.”   (Reply any) (Reply Merek, Quinna, Toks, any) (Posted by Robbie) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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Excellent,” he said to himself, but knew the others heard. “Commander Ire, you are a very experienced combat pilot. If we face any opposition, will we need to throttle the engines power compared to a regular ship of this sizes the engines to prevent overrunning and overloading?” (Reply Ire, any) (Posted by tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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"Enter." Sean said. (Reply Stom) The face was not immediately familiar when the door whooshed open. Sean could not even remember ever even hearing of a Ferengi Marine. If he had raised to that rank and not been drummed out, he must be made of sterner stuff. "How can I help you, Lieutenant?" (Reply Strom) Sean snapped to attention and returned the salute. "As you were, Lieutenant." Sean said and began to smile. "I know I'm going to look forward to reading your file, but before that, tell me a little about yourself." (Reply Strom) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance Virus-free.www.avg.com <#DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: Marine 1st Lieutenant Stom (2-0914) From: emarderok at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2025 17:00:12 -0500 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 22, Marine Detachment Office - Marine 1st Lieutenant Stom -0914) "Enter." The voice from within the small office said. Stom entered the room and set the bag in his left hand down immediately on the floor next to him, stood at attention, every detail of his uniform flawless, from the angle of his commbadge to shine of his boots. "How can I help you, Lieutenant?" Stom was asked. Stom, still at attention. “ 1st Lieutenant Stom reporting as ordered, Sir.” He said then saluted the Major before him. Sean snapped to attention and returned the salute. "As you were, Lieutenant." Sean said and began to smile. "I know I'm going to look forward to reading your file, but before that, tell me a little about yourself." Stom ended his salute. “ This Marine holds the classification of Sniper transferring from the 103rd under Colonel Waverly in the Oatha sector of the Beta Quadrant, Sir.” He paused. “ Before that I was the son of a criminal who found himself on the wrong side of an Orion disruptor, after that I was an Orphan, after that I became a proud citizen of the Federation, Sir." ( reply Masters) ( Posted By Rob) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2-1102) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2025 10:54:21 -0800 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 1102) Wednesday watched as the talk, green woman pulled the hood of her radiation suit off. Her hair fell across her face, slightly matted by sweat. She couldn’t help but note how attractive the woman was, even in her current state. Alouron acknowledge receiving a message from Merek. “”Could have used you in there. What’s your specialties?” Wednesday gave her a half smile. “My specialty is computer systems and design, but under Lt. Bohb on the Illuminar I learned how to tear down and rebuild almost every system on the ship. However, he did say that I had a head for the math and spent a lot of time on the propulsion systems.” She shrugged, “If I had known you wanted a hand I would have loved to have joined you.” (reply Alouron) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2-1103) Chief Engineering Officer- Lt. JG Adnora Alouron From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2025 01:28:47 -0500 HADESRPG: (2-1103) Chief Engineering Officer- Lt. JG Adnora Alouron Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Chief Engineering Officer - Lt Adnora Alouron - 1103) . “My specialty is computer systems and design, but under Lt. Bohb on the Illuminar I learned how to tear down and rebuild almost every system on the ship. However, he did say that I had a head for the math and spent a lot of time on the propulsion systems.” She shrugged, “If I had known you wanted a hand I would have loved to have joined you.” She tapped the code for the containment suit to release and watched as it seemed to balloon out around d here and just fall to the floor. She wriggled her boots out of each leg and stepped clear. A crew person scooped it up for her, “I got it Chief,” they said as they walked away with it for decon and storage. Alouron regarded the pint sized woman infront of her again. Dark makeup dark brunette hair. Small and delicate. But something firm and unyielding in her too. Alouron gave her best wry smile. “The numbers you say. You may be the answer the universe sent to me.” She gestured for the you g engineer to follow her to the main engineering situation tsble. “We’ve gotten everything down to little hiccups from ‘oh god oh god we are all going to die, but it seems somewhere between the Hades computer interacting with Starbase Freedom’s AI, we’ve developed an issue. “ (Reply Wednesday, any) She accessed her logs and the their progress so far. “Maybe your the one we need to get this problem solved once and for all.” She explained as she motioned the you g women toward the chair to take a look. (Reply Wednesday) (Posted by tinmsnjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: EO Lieutenant Emar Derok ( 2-1110) From: emarderok at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2025 15:11:39 -0500 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - EO Lieutenant Emar Derok- 1110) Emar had been on duty since 0400 working with crewman Kyle Yates, a middle aged human male who was extremely talkative and often said things that graced the lines of being xenophobic. “ My grandfather didn't like Cardassians called y'all a bunch of egg sucking monsters, but that's because when he was 7 his uncle's ship was set upon by a Cardassian raiding party during the Dominion War. I've never shared his dislike for your kind though. It's the Vulcans I can't stand, bunch arrogant bastards they are.” Crewman Yates said as he worked with Emar to manually calibrate the Impulse flow control settings. “ Well for that I am thankful, growing up on Bajor being surrounded by Bajorans, my family faced some scrutiny from those who still hold onto the memories of evil's past.” Emar replied. “ Raising the RM settings to 320.8 above 489.2.” “ You said your mother was half Bajoran right ?” Yates asked. “ Yes, but that didn't make a difference. They looked at her and many were reminded of the children born of forced unions….assaults, the worst of circumstances if you will.” Emar answered. “ So why Starfleet, why not the Cardassian military?” Yates questioned Emar looked at him with blue eyes. “ You ask a lot of questions for an Engineer, has anyone ever informed you of this ?” “ I look at it like this, if we are going to be stuck together on this ship for months or even years on end, we should get to know each other. In an emergency I'd rather know the man or woman at my side and be able to know what they are or aren't going to do to get us out of it.” Yates responded with a laugh. Emar nodded. “ I'm not one for violence.” “ Huh ?” “ You asked me why Starfleet and not the Cardassian Military. I'm an engineer, I like fixing things, making things better. The Cardassian military, even though a mere shadow of its former self, still favors brutality over diplomacy. I'd rather run diagnostics on a replicator than design weapons of war, I suppose.” Emar tried to explain the best he could. “ You traded one military for another.” Yates laughed. “ Starfleet isnt…” Emar began to speak but was cut off by Yates who finished Emar's sentence with sarcasm. “ A military. Yeah yeah. If Starfleet wasn't a military they wouldn't be using Dark matter energy weapons would they ? Look I have no issue with Starfleet being a military, hell it helps me sleep better at night, but to lie and pretend a dragon is a hamster is ridiculous.” Yates remarked. “889 Micron positive shift in the Impulse response filters.” “ Check it again.” Emar said as he made a quick adjustment. “ 312 and dropping…209…102…48 and holding at 48 Microns in the positive.” Yates said with a sigh of relief. “ That's called precision tuning.” Emar said happily. “ You didn't have to go so close. 225 positive or negative is acceptable.” Crewman Yates commented. Emar smirked. “ Well the response filters are very much like the humidifiers on our Kava farm back home. I could calibrate those to within a 10 Micron variance before I could spell my name.” Emar said with a slight laugh. “ I suppose Starfleet is what it needs to be when and where it's appropriate.” Emar said then paused. “ Can you finish up here ? I have to go check on a few things.” Emar asked. “ Yes sir.” Yates said warmly. 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Truthfully Emar found her to be quite intimidating because she reminded him of his Aunt Gul Lemala Derok, who was an officer in the Cardassian and commanded her own ship, the Keteth. Emar walked to the door of the Ready room and pressed the button next to the door. ( Reply Merek) Emar stepped in the opened doors and stood at attention. “ Lieutenant Emar Derok, reporting as commanded.” ~ Reporting as commanded, way to go you idiot.~ Emar thought to himself. ( reply Merek) ( Posted By Rob) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: A.A.O. Ensign La'Kura ( 2-1233) From: emarderok at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2025 14:59:00 -0500 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Captain's Ready Room - Assistant Astrometrics Officer ( A.A.O) Ensign La'Kura- 1233) La'Kura had been called to the captain's Ready Room to meet with Captain Merek for the first time. La'Kura had met Captain Merek's father, Tovus Merek many years ago on Carraya IV where La'Kura and Captain Merek were both from. La'Kura was from a different camp than Captain Merek called Se'Tar Camp 8 miles south of Captain Merek's camp. La'Kura was of mixed Romulan and Klingon heritage, both of her maternal grandparents were Klingon Romulan hybrids. Her father Tu'Mak was the product of a klingon and Romulan union thus making him a first generation hybrid. La'Kura, like her parents, didn't consider herself Romulan or Klingon but referred to herself as Carrayan. La'Kura was born in 2424, making her 22 years old and recent graduate of Starfleet Academy class of 2446 having entered the academy two years after Captain Merek had. La'Kura was inspired to join Starfleet by Captain Merek. So it was amazing to La'Kura that she was now not only serving on the same ship but under Captain Merek as well. La'Kura pressed the door to alert Captain Merek of her arrival. ( Reply Merek) Ensign La'Kura entered and with a smile said. “ Hello Captain Merek, Sir. It's a privilege to finally meet you…” La'Kura said then immediately realized how ridiculous she sounded. Captain Merek was an inspiration to her. ( Reply Merek) ( Posted By Rob ) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1304) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2025 12:15:45 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1304) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1304) "You are right. I am a founder but I request that secret be quiet until I can be accepted without being a circus act. Can I trust you to that?" The red headed officer stated. Kovich mouth dropped open the moment she headed their direction. Jayc smiled at the lieutenant. “We can certainly keep that information private to general ships crew. But I’d like to add that you are a Starfleet officer and very welcome on the Hades. No one had better be disrespectful to you in any way,” Jayc assured the Founder. “Would you like to sit with us? This is my science team. Ensign Ten, bridge officer, and Lt. Kovich life sciences. I’m Lt. Commander Jayc, we were introduced earlier in the transporter room.” “Please joint us,” Ten added. “You must have excellent hearing most humanoid’s cannot hear that far away from quiet conversation. Well quiet for humanoids, the avian added. (Reply Raven, any) Posted by tinmanrionjayc We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: Fwd: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1313) Commander Quinna Solice From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Thu, 13 Nov 2025 06:11:56 -0800 ---------- Forwarded message --------- From: Kris Bailey via Starbasefreedom-rpg < starbasefreedom-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> Date: Wed, Nov 12, 2025 at 9:05 AM Subject: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1313) Commander Quinna Solice To: CC: Kris Bailey Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up -- Commander Quinna Solice -- 1313) Quinna entered Beam Me Up. She looked around for Green. She wondered why her security officer requested her presence. When she spotted Raven, she noticed that she was not alone. She wondered how to approach. The direct way was the best. “Good afternoon,” Quinna greeted the group. (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) “I see you made some friends already, Ms. Green,” Quinna observed. (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) Quinna smiled and then turned to Raven, “Lt., you wanted to see me?” Quinna politely said as not knowing what this meeting was about. She hoped that Raven was not offended by downgrading her call from an order to an ask. (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) (Posted by Kris B) -- Starbasefreedom-rpg mailing list Starbasefreedom-rpg at startrekfreedom.com http://startrekfreedom.com/mailman/listinfo/starbasefreedom-rpg_startrekfreedom.com -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1314) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2025 18:08:58 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1314) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1314) "I will be glad to join you. I am waiting for CDR Solace to meet me. She can join us when she arrives. As far as acute hearing that is probably not the case. What do you wish to know about me?" The Changeling said in an interview retesting tone. Jayc glanced at his team and smiled. “How long have you been in Starfleet?have you had a lot of trouble with bigotry as repercussions of the Dominion War?” (Reply Raven, any) As the conversation progressed Jayc found the Freedom security officer fascinating. He got the distinct impression that she was very young, but knew that it could be a cultural misinterpretation. “Good afternoon,” Quinna greeted the group. Jayc jumped. He’d been so caught up in the security officer that he didn’t sense the woman approach. “Commander Solice, how are you?” He asked glad for the distraction. “I see you made some friends already, Ms. Green,” Quinna observed. “The lieutenant has been sharing a little about herself .” He explained. Quinna smiled and then turned to Raven, “Lt., you wanted to see me?” (Reply any,) Posted by tinmanjayc We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: =?utf-8?q?SBFREEDOM-RPG=3A__=282_-_1317=29_Lt=2E_Command?= =?utf-8?q?er_Jayc_and_Special_Afent_T=E2=80=99xen_Toks?= From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Sun, 16 Nov 2025 15:50:44 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1317) Lt. Commander Jayc and Special Afent T’xen Toks Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc and Special Agent T’xen Toks- 1317) After they watched the Freedom crew members go to another table Tens said, “I know I’m the Avian in the room, but was that uncomfortable or just my impression?” “She’s still hot,” Kobich said. “Now it’s even more uncomfortable,” Jayc said trying to lighten the mood but looked toward the other table then back at his team. “I need to get a report ready for the Captain. I will see you two later. Kovich don’t do something everyone will regret” “Hey,” kovich said defensively, “It’s me.” “Definitely don’t do anything that will embarrass us all,” Jayc reiterated. “He nodded at the table server and got up from the chair and left Beam Me Up. As he walked into the hall he saw the Takaran Agent walking toward him. He thought trying to remember the name. “Agent Toks, how are you?” The green hued being stopped and smiled at the Betazoid. “This is the you guest I have ever seen you.” Jayc blinked at the odd comment. “I don’t under,” then he realized. “Temporal?” He asked. Toks nodded. “Yes.” I have run into you and Semaj so many times. I am guessing for you, this is our first.” Jayc nodded. “It is.” Toks smiled, “do you still have the photonic cat?” Jayc resisted the urge to grab the necklace that he wore . “That’s an unusual…” Toks held up a hand in the gesture of acquiescing. “Because you’re allergic and your friend and you made it in the academy. Later you made it an easy defense tool.” Jayc’s eyebrow shot upward. Toks smiled. “You taught me how to make one. But I did some alterations for my shop and my personal safety. He pulled off a ring he wore and tapped it and a man, in stealth like armor appeared with a sword. “Because I had this I’ve stayed alive more times than I care to admit. You had a big impact on my career.” Jayc studied the photonic form infront of him. Like his caught the ring was being suspended inside of the form. “You are a beautiful creation sir,” Jayc said to the holographic being. “Domo aragato,” (thank you the universal translator clarified instantly). “Ruthie st your service.” “Do you have more of these?” Jayc asked fascinated. “Oh wait the temporal prime directive.” “Doesn’t apply. “ Toks explained. “You told me yourself that this was our first conversation from your temporal line. This is just apparently sealing the picking of a you g chamaloid of a federation citizen to work in temporal investigations. Because of you, I’ve don’t right by a lot of federation citizens in several centuries.” Jayc sensed the sincerity but was wary of such free information. “Good to know.” “I have duties to attend to but I’d like to speak again if you’ll let me,” Jayc nodded. Toks bowed his head. “So good to see you Jayc. Can’t wait to see Semaj.” As he watched the agent walk away Jayc couldn’t help wondering what other surprises this team from Starbase Freedom would bring. (Reply any) (Posted by Tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (2-1430 ) SFI DD Michael Weston From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2025 12:33:27 -0800 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - SFI DD Michael Weston- 1430) When the door to the rec room opened Michael could hear, and smell, that activity before he could see anything. There was a dull hum of conversations that were riddled with short cries of excitement in pockets of the room, as well as moans of disappointment. Entering he could see a small crowd of people surrounding a table. As he moved closer he could see what the crowds were looking at. Apparently there was an impromptu poker game going on. He pushed through the crowd to get a better look at the scene. There were seven people sitting around the table. He noted an empty seat. The only notable non-humans were a Vulcan woman and a Nausican. He also noted an empty chair. “Is that seat free?” he asked a crewman standing beside him. “Nobdy else has been brave enough to go against Hansen, besides these newbies,” the crewman explained. “Brave enough?” Micahel asked. “Hansen is the best poker player in the fleet, or so he says. Nobody on this ship has ever beaten him.” “Indeed?” Michael tried to sound impressed. “You think they’d mind if I took the empty seat?” “Better you than me,” the crewman said and stepped back. Michael moved to the table and stood behind the empty chair. “Mind if I sit in?” The Vulcan woman looked at him and nodded, “The seat is yours, sir. My name is T’Belle. What is yours.” Michael began to sit as he introduced himself, “Michael Weston.” “I liked the game the way it is,” the Nausican growled. Michael settled into his seat, “Well I bring pluses to the table. I hardly ever bluff, and I never cheat.” “I don’t believe it,” the dealer said. Michael laughed and leaned forward putting his hands on the table, “Neither would I. But I bring one more thing. I promise to lose for the next hour.” “Indeed,” T’Belle said with an eyebrow raised. “As long as Mr. Weston is a man of his word, that is enough for me.” “There’s a 10,000 credit buy in and 200 credit limit,” the dealer said. Michael nodded, pulled out a small black box, tapped some keys and a stack of chips appeared on the table beside him. The dealer sighed then shrugged, “The game is five card draw.” He dealt out the hand. As he dealt Michel out a tap another command on the box and a chronometer appeared showing the ship’s time. “You did say you’d lose for an hour,” the Nausican eyes him suspiciously. “I did indeed,” Michael said with a smile, throwing in his ante and picking up his cards. “Then let’s play,” the Nausica said gruffly. Michael looked at his cards and saw he had a pair of tens, an ace, three and seven. He tossed in three cards saving one ten and the three. At the end of the had he’d lost twenty credits. He shrugged and threw in his ante for the next hand. And so it went for the next hour. Michael spent the time losing and watching his opponents. (reply any) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: EO Lieutenant Emar Derok (2-1531) From: emarderok at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2025 17:25:54 -0500 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - EO Lieutenant Emar Derok - 1531) Emar had been told of a poker game going on, it was a pretty popular game among some of the crew on the Hades. Emar had been told about it by a Klingon Science officer named Ensign La'Kura served as the Assistant Astrometrics officer and like Emar she was new to the crew of the Hades. When he entered the room where the poker game was being held he was greeted by La'Kura who noticed him through the gathering of people. “Lieutenant Derok.” She said as she made her way to him. “ Ensign La'Kura…” Emar said in response to her. La'Kura grabbed his arm gently. Emar looked down. Her touch was gentle but firm. La'Kura was from Carraya IV. Both of her parents were Romulan and Klingon hybrids as many were from Carraya IV. La'Kura didn't consider herself Romulan or Klingon but something different. She guided Emar towards the table. “ The game has been going for a while. The human right there named Weston has been on a losing streak, but he seems determined and unwavering.” La'Kura said. “ I see an empty seat.” Emar said to her. “ Go on and join, said you played before. There is 10,000 credit buy-in and a 200 credit limit. Plus I doubt anyone here has seen a Cardassian play poker.” La'Kura said with a laugh. “ No, why don't you play ?” Emar suggested. “ I don't have 10,000 credits.” La'Kura replied. Emar sighed. “ Fine, I'll play.” He said and drew a deep breath as he approached the empty seat and sat down across from the nausicaan, awaiting the next hand. He tapped a command on a small box he had laid on the table and chips appeared next to him. “ Next hand.” He said as he sat down. 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