<div dir="ltr"><span id="gmail-docs-internal-guid-8d122b6c-7fff-b156-6823-2175e4d3cae9"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Mission: Exogenesis</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Day: 4</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Stardate: 2446.06.04</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0902)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Quinna sat on the flight deck as she was waiting for them to take off.  She paid close attention to the communications around her.  The sooner they were back on the ship, the sooner Quinna could find some answers.  All her samples did not show anything that would cause the away team to get sick.  </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Dr. Solace, we are not going to be able to leave the planet right now,” he reported.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“The Ion Storm?”  She asked.  </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“The ion field has increased,” he said.  “In some ways, it’s like a real storm.  It has ebbs and flows.  Right now we are at a pinnacle.  If we try to get through that right now it will destroy the shuttle.  The Hilary won’t fare any better.  For better of worse, we’re grounded.  Where would you like me to put her down?”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Quinna turned at looked out the front.  “Is there a better place to shield us from the storm?”  She asked.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(Reply Corday)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Alright, I want us with Hillary.  I want to link the shuttles so we can have access to both ships and I can assess those that are sick on the Hillary.”   Quinna looked into Arthur’s eyes.  “Are you sure you can do this?”  she did not doubt his ability, just his current physical state.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(reply Corday)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Alright, Let's get everyone safe,”  Quinna ordered.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(reply Corday, any)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(36,36,36);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(posted by Kris B)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.44;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p></span><br class="gmail-Apple-interchange-newline"></div>