USS Illuminar

Illuminar Compile: The Parallax Syndrome
Dates: January 2nd-9th
Mission: The Parallax Syndrome
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Mission: The Parallax Syndrome
Day: 1
Stardate 2446.03.01
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2446.03.01
(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - Gregory's Quarters - 0330)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Meeting Room - CMO/3XO Lieutenant Quinna Solice - 0335)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2 - Personal Quarters - SFI -Michael Weston - 0338)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2 - Personal Quarters - CMO/3XO Lt. Quinna Solice - 0340)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 2 - Personal Quarters - SFI Michael Weston and CMO/3XO Lt. Quinna Solice -
0342)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Holodeck 2 - ACSO Ensign T’Shalaith - 0704 )
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Meeting Room - CO - Captain Sekal, Commander Sienna Verin, Lieutenant
Commander Dieter Gregory, Lieutenant Quinna Solice, Lieutenant T'Mur and Ensign Bohb - 0800)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Holodeck 2 - ACSO Ensign T’Shalaith and Temas Laredo - 0805)
 (USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Gregory's quarters - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 0905)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – ASCO Ensign T’shalaith and CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna
Solice – 1000 )
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge -CO - Captain Sekal- 1115)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge - Operations Lt(jg) Menzi, Pilot Ensign(sg) Vic "Raid" Montero - 11:15)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 10, Main Shuttle Bay - EO Ensign jg Tycho Alantar - 1116)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge - ACSO - Ensign T'shalaith- 1117)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 11- Main Engineering - ACEO – Ensign Matrix - 1118)
(USS Illuminar- Trei's Office - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 11.20)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge -CTO - Lt. T'Mur- 1121)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - CSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl - 1122)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - ACSO T'shalaith - 1123)
 (USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Gregory's quarters - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1125)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1127 )
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1128 )
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 11.30)
(USS Illuminar – Deck 2 - Gregory's quarters – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1132)
(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - Aft Lounge (The Rec Room) – Lounge Manager – Becca -1135)
 (USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Aft Lounge 'The Ready Room' - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1140)
(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - outside Main Engineering - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1140)
(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - Aft Lounge ‘The Rec Room’ - Aft Lounge Manager- Becca - 1142)
(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - Aft Lounge ‘The Rec Room’ - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1145)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Main Engineering - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1150)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Main Engineering - SO - Lt(jg) Bohb -1152)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 11 - Main Engineering - ACEO Ensign Matrix - 1153)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 11 - Main Engineering - LCDR Dieter Gregory - 11:54)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 – Security Office – Briefing room – Chief of Security Lt (jn) Keung Lee 1200)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 11 - Main Engineering - ACEO Ensign Matrix - 1221)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- COO office - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1300)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1320 )
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 13.25)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 - CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice -- 13:27)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 13.30)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6, CSO's Office - ACSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl - 1331)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6, CSO's Office - LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1332)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay - Deck 5 -- CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice - 13.33)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay -SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 13.35)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 - Corridor - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1430)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 - Corridor - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1445)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay- 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1600)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay - Lt. Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons - 1604)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1605)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay- 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1620)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1622)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1625)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1630)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1633)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1635)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1637)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – SFI - Michael Weston – 1638)
(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – SFI - Michael Weston /2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory/ CMO/3XO Lt.
Commander Quinna Solice– 1640)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1730)
(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge - FO Commander Sienna Williams-Verin - 1732)
(USS Illuminar Deck 1 - Bridge - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1735)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge/Navigation - Pilot Ensign(sg) Vic 'Raid' Montero - 1736)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge/Navigation - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1737)
(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - Engineer Ensign jg Tycho Alantar - 1738)
(USS Illuminar Deck 1 - Bridge - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1740)
(USS Illuminar --about the ship -- 3XO/CMO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice - 1745)

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(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - Gregory's Quarters - 0330)

After saying good night to Quinna, Gregory was happy to enter his quarters. Dropping his bag as he
entered, first order of business was to secure the key in his safe. Quinna had decided to keep the
locket, which was probably for the best.

The return trip from Bajor was a quiet one, each of them lost in their own thoughts, processing what the
had learned, and what they still needed to learn. It seemed for every step forward, the path too two or
three steps back and to the side. With the prophets involved, anything was possible. Anything. And
that didn't sit will with Dieters view of the Universe. Not that the Universe gave a damn what he thought.
There was a warning in what they had learned, but everything is so cryptic.
He noticed a message from the Captain on his screen. A meeting at 0800 hours. Great, there is even
less

"Computer, begin recording. Personal log. Stardate 2446.03.01. Dr. Solice and I have returned from
our trip to Bajor. Seventy two hours in a shuttle gave us lots of time for thinking and speculating. We
learned a lot, and yet, we didn't learn enough. There were several encounters with extra dimensional
beings when we were examining the locket. Including one adventure where it appeared we had been
driven off course and landed on an unfamiliar planet. I am not sure exactly what happened there,
something about the Emissary. I can't seem to remember the details, try as I might.

There was the encounter on Deep Space 9 with Murdok. He had some useful information for us, but I
was hesitant to share the most recent information with him. We have a possible origin for the star map
found in the locket, and while I think the star map that was burned into Quinna's hand has something to
do with it, I have not had a chance to analyze it. Let me rephrase that, I chose not to analyze it yet.
Now that we are back aboard the Illuminar, I will see about clearing out astrometrics for a bit and doing
the work there. It has a bigger star catalog than the shuttle, and somehow I think we'll need that power.

It was an interesting trip. And Quark never did pay me the latinum he owed me. That Ferengi is
slipperier than a mellanoid slime worm. Next time, I'll have to take it from him in a game of Tongo."

Gregory paused, "Comptuter, end recording."

With those thoughts finished, he stripped off his uniform and fell onto the bed. Asleep before his head
hit the pillow.

(Reply none)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Meeting Room - CMO/3XO Lieutenant Quinna Solice - 0335)

Quinna slowly made her way to her quarters but instead, she was outside Michael’s quarters. She
missed him and she wanted to hold him. She decided she could not wait until morning. She let herself
in and went to the bedroom.

To Quinna’s dismay, the bed was empty. She wondered where Michael could be and thought that
maybe he was in her quarters waiting for you. She turned to walk back out of the quarters, she felt
warm fingers around her neck and fingers strategically about her throat. “Hi, Honey, I’m home.”

(reply Weston)

(posted by Kris B.)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 2 - Personal Quarters - SFI -Michael Weston - 0338)

The past few days on Risa had been very interesting. He’d had a small taste of his past life. Meeting
Keera Marrul sent him and T’Mur on a joint adventure that probably left a lot of hard feelings with
certain aspects of the Andorians they’d run into. Still, he wasn’t exactly sure about his feelings. It
reminded him of who he had been. But it also reminded him of who he was now. And he had fallen
asleep in that contemplation.

In his sleep, he did something that rarely happened, he dreamed. He dreamed of Quinna. She was in
distress. Her face was sweating and her eyes closed, as though she were in pain. Then she
screamed.

The sound of the door opened and his eyes opened and quickly adjusted to the lack of light. He could
hear footsteps walking towards the bedroom. Silently he slipped out of the bed and found a dark corner
of the room. He listened as the footsteps moved into the room and watched the silhouette stand over
his bed. The silhouette turned and Weston moved.

Coming up behind the figure he grabbed under the left shoulder of the intruder and reached his right
hand around and gripped their throat in his finger tips and began to apply pressure.

"Hi Honey, I'm home."

The voice of Quinna sounded strained as he quickly released her. "Oh my God Quinne, are you
alright? What are you doing here?

(reply Quinna)

"You should have called," he said, "that might not have gone as well as it did."

He pulled Quinna into a hug, half in joy to see her, and half in relief that he hadn't actually killed her.
Old habits die hard.

"How was your trip?"

(reply Quinna)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 2 - Personal Quarters - CMO/3XO Lt. Quinna Solice - 0340)

"Oh my God Quinna, are you alright? What are you doing here?”

Quinna managed to turn around. She placed a hand on his face. “As silly as this sounds, I missed
you. And you are the only place I wanted to be.”

"You should have called," he said, "that might not have gone as well as it did."

Quinna felt Michael’s urgency in his hug. It was powerful and secure. She was happy to be in them
again.

"How was your trip?"
Quinna pulled back a bit and laughed. “My trip was fine. I told you I would be on. And to answer your
question, Commander Gregory was a good boy. He did not lay a hand on me. Now, I will tell you all
about Bajor later. Did anything important happen without me?”

(reply Weston)

Quinna pulled Weston into a deep passionate kiss. “I want to show you how much I missed you.”

(Reply Weston)

(reply Weston)
(posted by Kris B)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 2 - Personal Quarters - SFI Michael Weston and CMO/3XO Lt. Quinna Solice -
0342)

“My trip was fine. I told you I would be ok. And to answer your question, Commander Gregory was a
good boy. He did not lay a hand on me. Now, I will tell you all about Bajor later. Did anything important
happen without me?”

Michael chuckled, “You wouldn’t believe it. But to be honest, I’m not up to that tale at 3:30. In the
morning, over breakfast.” He could feel his adrenaline wearing off.

Quinna pulled Weston into a deep passionate kiss. “I want to show you how much I missed you.”

“Oh my, Doctor Solice,” Michael said and lost himself in the kiss.

Before they had left things had cooled down a little between them. Her schedule had not been
conducive to the pattern they had fallen into, so they had agreed to step back a little. But this was like
she had started all over again.

“Wow,” Michael said, “you did miss me. Now I’m curious what you and Gregory did, or at least talked
about.” He picked Quinna up in his arms and carried her to the bed, let her to her feet.

“Oh a little work stuff. Translations on the Artifacts that are collected. A couple of orb experiences I
cannot remember completely. But I really just want to be with you.” Quinna kissed Michael again. “I
am sorry I left angry. I don’t want to do that again.” Quinna kissed more.

Michael smiled, “Yeah, but the making up part is pretty darn good.” He sat on the bed and pulled her
over on top of him, looking deep in her eyes. “Although, I must admit, I do not enjoy having that
between us. This,” he kissed her lightly, “is so much better,”

He stroked her check gently and cupped his hand behind her jaw, pulling their faces together. His left
hand began to move up and down her back. He wanted to feel her against him. With a sudden hip
movement he rolled her over, and now lay on top of her.

‘I missed this. I missed you.” Quinna became lost into Michael.
Michael could feel her need. His hands reached the bottom of her shirt and he helped pull it over her
head and off. He kissed behind her ear and down her neck. As he caressed her he noticed the
necklace she was wearing. His hand came up and touched it gently.

Suddenly the room began to spin and dissolve. He was standing alone in a chamber, and yet he knew
he was not alone. Whoever was there was just out of his range of clear vision but their combined
whispers reached his ears.

Suddenly the fog lifted and a Nausican wielding an ominous looking blade stepped towards him. His
disorientation disappeared and he moved into a defensive posture. The Nausican moved forward,
slashing at him. Michael easily dodged the strikes until he saw an opening. The slash went up and he
stepped in. As the blade came back down Michael reached up, grabbed the arm, spun his body and
pulled the elbow of the Nausican across his shoulder. With a sickening snap the arm bent at an
impossible angle and the blade fell to the floor. He delivered a series of elbow strikes then picked up
the blade and drove it into the Nausican’s chest.

Two large Orion men stepped into his range of vision. They began an attack that he was able to divert
and parry. Eventually one of the Orions was able to grab him from behind. He whispered in his ear.
“Your woman will make an excellent slave.”

Michael looked to see Quinna in the fog reaching towards him. Fuel by the sight he dropped his weight
and slipped from the Orions grasp. He turned and drove up with his legs, bringing his fist up into the
Orion’s nethers. Then he turned to the second Orion and delivered a flurry of blows that struck him until
he fell to the ground. Michael reached in to deliver the finishing tiger claw strike, but suddenly the Orion
disappeared, as did the first and the dead Nausican.

“We have seen enough,” a voice called out of the mist. “He is the protector.”

“Agreed,” came a series of other voices.

“She is the vessel of the Emissary, the other was the deliverer, and this one is the protector.”

Then Michael could sense the voices speaking to him. “Is this agreed? Will you be the protector of the
Emissary and his vessel?”

Michael stood tall, visions of Quinna in trouble in his head. He knew that they were scenarios that
could be, simply because he knew Quinna. She needed someone to protect her.

“I agree,” Michael said.

“It is done.”

Michael blinked and looked into the eyes of Quinna, looking up at him with a mixture of passion and
concern.

Quinna saw the change in Michael’s face. “Are you ok?”
“Umm…” he started. He didn’t know how to explain what he had just experienced. It was as though he
had had a dream and was just waking up.

“You know I love you,” he continued, “and I will protect you from everything I can?”

Quinna stroked Michael’s face. “I know you will. I love you too.”

Then the feelings of confusion seemed to fade away as they do when you wake up from a dream. He
looked down at this beautiful woman, glowing beneath him and his mind focused on the act in hand.
He leaned forward and kissed her. Gently, at first, and then more enthusiastically, feeling her respond
back. He figured he wouldn’t be getting a lot of sleep tonight.

(reply none)
(posted by Al and Kris)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Holodeck 2 - ACSO Ensign T’Shalaith - 0704 )

The room was alive with a carefully constructed version of her home on Vulcanis Lunar Colony. It was
a beautiful home and had long been in her family. She had chosen the last moment she had shared
with her human friend five years ago. It had been three years since the loss of her father and her
mother’s self-imposed exile from everything Vulcan. It had also been one year since the loss of her
chief onboard her Vulcan Expeditionary Force assignment.

She stood in the security of the holodeck, the memories of the loss playing through her mind in
real-time as each moment had been burned into her memory. As she was processing through her
condition one memory kept returning to the surface.

Frozen in time and in the holodeck programming was the four-dimensional representation of her only
human friend, Teresa Jackson. Jackson’s parents had been granted permission to live on the colony as
a sort of envoy from Earth and to live among the people of the colony. Teresa’s skin was the same
deep brown that T’Shalaith had and it gave the young Vulcan child a sense of community. Jackson was
there in part to learn about the Vulcan culture that had been deeply rooted for some time on the moon
T'Rukhemai as it hurled around in orbit of the Vulcan sister planet, T'Khut.

It was also a space for T’Shalaith to study and learn about humans. They would spend the next
twenty-two years growing up together, studying together, and experiencing life together. The
connection that had been forged would have unsettled the purists among some Vulcans, but on
Vulcanis it was encouraged and celebrated. Humans did not live as long as Vulcans and as they grew
up and into the world around them the discussion on how they would navigate one outliving the other
became an inside joke between the two.

The frozen faux image of Jackson remained in the living room of her family home, staring forward with
the beginnings of a frown on her friend's face. She remembered this as the last time they had spoken,
and that Teresa had fled in tears after they had first discussed, then argued back and forth until it
escalated into shouting from T’Shalaith. This moment had been returning to the front of her mind,
breaking her concentration. It was a moment of confusion for T’Shalaith as she was starting to wonder
what part her close and intimate friendship with Jackson had played in her broken bond mate.

As Teresa had turned and left the room in tears she had looked T’Shalaith straight in the eyes and said,
“I love you, friend. I’ll love you forever. Please find me when you’re able. I will miss you.”

There had been no one to turn to. Her father dead, her mother having exiled herself from Vulcan upon
his death, and the remainder of her family had left the colony for other places far and wide in the galaxy.
She had stood alone in the living room, empty. Her memory held images of tears falling from her eyes.
She reflected on the loss her heart had experienced that day. It was no longer a question of if Teresa’s
loss had affected her…it was now a question of how much.

She felt the urge to tell the computer to begin the program, but she couldn’t find the strength to push
the words to her mouth. That year had been one of mastering her emotional control and the moment
where Teresa left had solidified her fanatical devotion to ensuring the walls, the boxes - everything must
be contained, managed, and secured.

The question left sifting in the remains of her thoughts was jarring as it was expected - had she done
the right thing? Had earnestly harnessing her pain, her loss, and her feelings come at a higher price?

She blinked as her PADD reminded her of the impending meeting in the room with Temas. The time
had passed quickly as she had ruminated. A practice of mediation, and a few breathing exercises and
she was under better control than before.

"Computer save and end program." The computer beeped and the world around vanished into yellow
lines and a black background.

The doubts remained. The questions unanswered.

(reply none)
(posted by Aaron D.)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 1 - Meeting Room - CO - Captain Sekal, Commander Sienna Verin, Lieutenant
Commander Dieter Gregory, Lieutenant Quinna Solice, Lieutenant T'Mur and Ensign Bohb - 0800)

Sekal and Sienna were sitting at the table as the others filed in. A number of small black boxes were
set at the CO's right hand.

Sienna sat with a bit of a worried expression on her features. The last few days had been rough, but
she nodded to Gregory and Quinna when they came in. Sienna’s eyes narrowed at Quinna. Something
was… different about her. Sienna wasn’t sure what had changed, but something had. She kept herself
shielded as tightly as she could, not wanting to spoil the surprise of T’Mur’s promotion.

Gergory was tired. He and Quinna had made it back to the ship late last night. By the time he had
signed back the craft, and made it to his room it was after 3 am. Now he was here, sipping his extra
strength tea, trying to keep awake.
Quinna made her way to the meeting room carrying her signature to go coffee cup. By now she had
carried it so much, you would have thought it surgically attached to her hand. Finding her typical seat
at the table, she sat there and looked blankly at the table.

T’Mur had been asked to attend the meeting. When she stepped through the door she looked
immediately to Sienna. She was atypically closed to her, which brought an eyebrow raise. However she
would not press the issue just yet. Her gaze then moved to Sekal and she acknowledged him with a
nod.

When she looked at Gregory he looked a little more haggard than usually. What was the phrase Sienna
would use? He looked like a cat had dragged him in. Quinna didn’t look much better. And she had a
glow about her. T’Mur wondered what happened on her trip with Gregory. She took her seat across
from Sienna and looked into her eyes, sending her a sense of love.

The door opened again and Bohb filled the entrance. He laughed loudly. “My friends. So good to see
you all.”

He walked around the table and clapped Sekal on the shoulder. “Son of Saleke, we seem to be having
a shindig going on.” He moved over to Verin and picked up her hand gently, putting the back of his
hand in her palm. “Commander, looking as lovely as ever.”

When he approached Dr. Solice he sniffed the air and smiled, giving her a wink. Then he couldn’t help
himself, he pulled her into a hug. “Forgive my familiarity Doctor. I am happy to see you.”

As he walked behind Gregory he gave him a slight shove on his shoulder. “Lt. Commander, I may have
something to show you soon.”

Gregory nodded to the engineer, “I look forward to hearing, once I catch up.”

Finally he found the seat next to T’Mur. He managed to control himself enough to only rub the top of her
head. “Lieutenant T’Mur.”

“Mr. Bohb,” T’Mur replied, “it is pleasant to see you.”

"Mr. Bohb." Sekal gave a small nod to the Magillan then scanned the table. "My thanks to you all for
attending, there is a matter of ship's business to attend to." He picked up the box on the right and
handed it to Sienna. "Commander Verin has first honors." He then stood to his feet as the spectacle
began.

Sienna stood, a grin transforming her features, “Lt. T’Mur please stand and come to stand before me.”
Sy waited for her lifemate to move before her.

“By order of Starfleet Command, you are hereby promoted to full Lieutenant. I am so proud of you.”
Emotion shone in her eyes as Sy’s trembling hands unhooked the blank pip, replacing it with a full one.
Sy couldn’t help brushing her hand along T’Mur’s in a display of vulcan intimacy as she dropped her
shields and blasted T with her love, adoration and pride.
The sudden release of Sienna’s pent up emotions was almost overwhelming. She managed to
suppress the onslaught enough to acknowledge her promotion. The sensation of Sy’s hand on hers
gave her the urge to reach up and touch her cheek. But that would have been inappropriate.

“Thank you, Commander,” she said. But through their bond she sent, ::We shall celebrate tonight.::

Sekal lifted his hand in the Vulcan salute toward T'Mur. "Congratulations Lieutenant."

Gregory started clapping as Commander Verin pinned the new pip on Lieutenant T’Mur’s collar. A well
deserved promotion for the tactical officer who was really coming into her own as part of the bridge
team.

Once Sienna and T’Mur had sat down, Gregory stood up and moved to the front of the room. He
pointed at Quinna and motioned her to join him.

Quinna gave a puzzled look but stood. It took all effort to let go of her coffee. She moved as directed
next to Dieter.

Taking another one of the boxes, he opened it and spoke. “Attention to Orders. The Admiralty of Star
Fleet, upon recommendation of the Captain of the USS Illuminar has placed special trust and
confidence in the integrity and abilities of Lieutenant Quinna Solice. In view of these special qualities,
and her ample demonstrated potential to serve in a higher grade, Lieutenant Solice is hereby promoted
to the rank of Lieutenant Commander, with all the rights, privileges, honors and responsibilities that
rank entails.”

He lifted the pip from the box and placed the black pip on her collar. Stepping back, he saluted her.
“Congratulations Lieutenant Commander,” he said, holding out his hand to her.

A smile crossed her face. She could not believe this.

Sekal stepped forward and offered his hand. "Congratulations Lieutenant Commander."

Quinna took the Captain’s hand, “Thank you, sir” Quinna returned to her seat but you could tell she
was sitting just a little bit taller.

Sekal returned to the head of the table and picked up the final box. "Mr. Bohb you returned to the fleet
at a greatly reduced rank at my request and your abilities have been well demonstrated in service to
this ship and crew. While I cannot completely reinstate that rank at this time your contributions exceed
that of an Ensign. Please step forward."

As Bohb stopped he reached up and added a full pip to the empty one on his collar. "By the order of
StarFleet Command you are hereby promoted to Lieutenant junior grade. Congratulations." He then
held out his hand in the time honored custom.

Bohb beamed. He grabbed the CO's hand and shook it firmly. “Thank you Captain.”
Then he turned to Solice and smiled. “Lt. Commander, I do believe the last time that rank was given on
this ship there was an event.” He looked at Gregory, “Is that not so Lt. Commander Gregory? I believe
it was called a… wetting?”

Gregory chuckled, “The tradition, Mr. Bohb, is the Wetting Down, and traditionally organized by the
newly promoted officer. However, not everyone is a traditionalist like myself.”

Quinna turned at looked at Dieter and Bohb. “It is a good thing I am all for tradition.”

Sekal cocked an eyebrow at the conversation. "Water will certainly be involved and if assistance in
planning is required I will be available."

(Reply: None)

(Posted by

Charles G- Sekal
Melinda G- Sienna
Tim Bushnell- Gregory
Kris Bailey- Quinna
Al Muir- T'Mur and Bohb)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 4- Holodeck 2 - ACSO Ensign T’Shalaith and Temas Laredo - 0800 )

She was to see the CMO next. First up on her list was Mr. Temas. His unique history and experience
with Luna could grant T’shalaith a helpful reprieve from her impending madness. T'shalaith stood in the
holodeck, the yellow lines allowing her to focus on something other than what lay ahead. Logically it
was simply a conversation and discussion on her condition with Temas. Logically it was seeing what
help he could render in addressing and maintaining her control in her situation. There was the element
of trusting someone with something so…intimate and personal. That was the struggle for the ACSO. It
had always been for her. Her preference was to be alone and focus on research or a project or two.
Finding her way aboard the Illuminar was challenging those notions she held. Temas appeared to be
part of the process of, for lack of a better word, processing through the challenge. The door to the
holodeck opened and Temas arrived.

When the Betazoid stepped into the holodeck he was initially surprised at how hollow it all seemed.
The yellow grid on the black walls was a little mesmerizing. And the only thing in the room was
T’Shalaith. The Vulcan had agreed to meet with him a few times a week but he had not expected her to
ask to meet on the holodeck.

This was actually the first holodeck experience that he’d personally had. He’d stolen images from
others and their experiences, but he had never used one himself. He had convinced himself that it
would be an intriguing experience. Knowing his past he was a little concerned. However, he was here
for T’Shalaith.

“Hello Ensign,” he greeted the woman. “I’m glad we could get together. What did you have in mind?”
The ACSO greeted him in return, “It is agreeable to see you again, Mr. Temas. I am meeting with the
Chief Medical Officer, Dr. Quinna Solice later today to address the medical side of my…condition.
There is an additional layer to the situation at hand.”

“An additional layer?” Temas was intrigued.

She gave a slight nod, “As much as the condition is a normal physiological response and condition…it
is also a disagreement within the mind that needs tending.”

“I’ve done some extensive research in the area of Vulcan mating,” Temas said. “I only say this to assure
you that I’m not ignorant of the typical process and of the discomfort discussing it causes. Please rest
assured that I’m familiar with the condition and many of its aberrations. Your circumstances are quite
unique though. So how can I help you?”

T’Shalaith thought for a moment. “It is twofold. I am in need of assistance in managing my mind and
emotions during this time. Your knowledge and experience with Vulcans are a part of it. The other is
your bond with Luna.” She paused again. “There is one more thing. I will ask the doctor this question,
but I must also ask it of you.”

“What do you want to know?” Temas asked.

The ACSO answered, “What possibilities of bond mates exist on the Illuminar…if I am to avoid
destruction by body and mind and if I am unable to locate one outside of the ship…I must consider the
numerical and logical possibility of addressing my needs with someone on board.” S

he felt a slight relief at having said it but also knowing she’d have to ask it again of the CMO. She did
not experience awkwardness in the same manner as others, but it did not negate the challenge of
putting the question to someone not well known to her. Trust was a process.

Temas blinked in surprise, “Now that is a question.” He thought for a minute and began to pace as he
walked. “To be honest, I am not really familiar with most of the crew. I’ve only been here a few weeks.
So I’m not really familiar with the… ummm… availability of much of the crew. You are an attractive
young woman. I’m certain, over time, many of the crew might prove to be suitable mates for you. But
time is not on our side.”

He paused and walked around the holodeck for a moment. He had a doctorate in Interspecies
Psychology and a doctorate in Intergalactic Law, but this was something he was not exactly prepared
for.

“You pose a most interesting question, Ms. T’shalaith,” he said. “Would you give me some time to
research this… proposal?”

The ACSO gave a slight nod. It was an odd request, and it would have been further odd to have it
come from someone like T’shalaith. She considered how many of the usual rules of hers had been
broken recently. She wasn’t sure if it had something to do with her current condition or if somehow she
was adjusting to co-existing with others. “Indeed, Mr. Temas. Take what time you need.” She turned to
look at the holodeck, “If you haven’t made use of the facilities, I would recommend it. Escaping from
one’s current situation into a world beyond your own can sometimes be a great service to the mind and
body.” With that, she walked to the door and was down the hallway and gone, leaving Temas to
consider the room and her words.

(reply none)
(posted by Aaron D. and Al M.)
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 (USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Gregory's quarters - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 0905)

After the promotion ceremony, Gregory went back to his quarters, determined to get a few more hours
of sleep before the start of Beta shift. He was glad that Quinna had been promoted, she was a hard
worker and well respected with the crew. Her elevation to 3rd officer showed the faith that the Captain
had in her. However an 8 am ceremony, well that was rough.

Falling back on his bunk, he was quickly fast asleep.

Waking up, he looks around. He was at the inn at the base of the Kola Mountains. Entering the Inn, he
see's the old innkeeper and his wife there. "You have returned," he says.

"Look at the glow," his wife says.

Another Bajoran came in from the back, "He is touched, his pagh is strong."

"His pagh is strong," said another.

"Yes, the messenger told of that. This one would be the vessel of the Emissary."

"Has he accepted his role?"

"Yes,"

Gregory spins from speaker to speaker. "Vessel? Emissary? What are you talking about."

Through the door comes the tall, bald Bajoran that has haunted his dreams for months. "You have
been chosen,"

"For what?" Dieter asked.

The giant continued, "For ..."

Suddenly the yellow alert klaxon sounded, pulling Gregory from his dream.

(Reply None)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – ASCO Ensign T’shalaith and CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna
Solice – 1000 )
T'shalaith stood outside the doors to sickbay, just far enough out for the doors to not detect her
movement. Being nervous was not logical she had been telling herself several times over the last few
minutes, but it wasn’t having the intended effect. She had confided in two of the crew about her
situation. Confiding in the two members of her crew had been the first thing she had to overcome. The
second thing she had to do was to start the treatment for her bondmate failure situation. And for that,
the CMO was uniquely qualified. The ACSO stepped forward and the doors slid open. She looked
around the room and found the CMO standing next to a cabinet, a focused look on her face. T'shalaith
soon stood near the CMO.

Quinna could feel someone behind her. She was relieved as she had been staring into that cabinet for
a while and not sure why. “Hello Ensign, T’shalaith. What do I owe the pleasure?”

The ACSO gave a slight nod, “I believe it is time to formally arrange the medical side of my treatment
for my…ongoing condition.

“Should we go talk in my office?” Quinna offered.

T’shalaith agreed and followed the CMO into her office, taking the chair opposite her as the door behind
her closed. A moment passed. “I have consulted with Mr. Temas as an additional…source of
assistance in this matter. I find it logical to address my condition with both body and mind.” She wasn’t
sure if that was completely true, but it was she was holding onto at the moment.

Quinna nodded. She was happy that T’shalaith brought in someone to discuss things with.

The ACSO shifted in her chair, “You had mentioned several…methods and means with which to
address this situation. How long would you approximate the effectiveness of your methods lasting?”

“Well the methods and the longevity of the methods depend on the person. Ultimately you are going to
have to bond and gain that ultimate release. I have some medicines that can release your hormones
as a chemical treatment. They trick your brain into thinking that you reached that release. They can
lead you to agony but in the end, you will be passed the throes. Eventually, your brain will catch up and
we would have to restart the process. The other is a holodeck program. The program will take your
profile and create a suitable mate. Again, your brain would catch onto the deception and …”
T’shalaith finished the sentence, “we would need to restart the process. Or it would eventually expedite
the situation and send me further into a place I cannot return without…”

“A real mate would ultimately be best but those are hard to come by.” Quinna added.

The ACSO leaned back in the chair, the feeling of despair simmering in the depths of her controlled
emotional state. She wondered if her fate was to fail, and crater to madness in the end. There were
stories told of Vulcans who had failed to bond and took it as a sign that they were not meant to live but
instead to die as an example to others. It was not logical, but a Vulcan in the throes of madness
generally did not subscribe to logic.
A moment of silence passed before T’shalaith spoke, “It is as you say - the true solution is to find a
bond-mate.” She fell silent for another moment.

“I have seen it that if a bondmate is not found, Your body will find its own, and you will not have any
control.” Quinna said, “At least some of the options I gave you will give you more time.”

T’shalaith leaned forward, her eyebrow raised, “This may not fall under your…knowledge, experience,
or responsibilities…but what possibilities exist onboard the Illuminar for a…feasible bondmate?”

“I am a doctor and not a matchmaker. You did say you talked to Temas. Perhaps start there. Until
then. Let me give you something to take the edge off.” She offered.

The ACSO pursed her lips, “Given the needs of my condition…I am willing to explore all options,
doctor.”

Quinna moved to her medical replicator and ordered up a hormonal suppressant. She returned and
administered the medicine. “This should last you at least 24 hours. It is not a cure-all, it is just
suppressant.”

T’shalaith sat back in her chair and felt relief as the doctor dosed her. The humming sound that had
been in her ears and mind slowly departed and the silence generated by her emotions was a welcome
return to normal. “Thank you, doctor. Your assistance is…appreciated.” She stood, gave a nod, and
left the office.

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(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge -CO - Captain Sekal- 1115)

The Illuminar had left the Risan system and was at warp toward the Beta quadrant. Mission plans were
for the ship to begin a rotation of patrols and exploration near the Klingon border to determine how far
their aggressive expansion policies had pushed outward into formerly Romulan space. This would take
them beyond the Alpha quadrant. The ship had been completely restocked at Risa and the crew were
refreshed.

"Captain incoming transmission."

"On screen."

The starfield on the forward viewscreen was replaced by a dark haired woman in command red. Her
faced showed rigid control as though she was barely succeeding from dissolving into an emotional
display. She gasped in a deep gulp of air before speaking.

"To anyone who receives this message. I am Captain Wilhelmena Crocker of the USS Rhyne. We
entered the system 3 days ago to investigate an anomaly and what we found...," her voice broke up
and fear flooded her face, "... we, we can't. They... they are all around us. They're everywhere. Stay
away. I repeat stay away. My crew, they're..."
Horror was etched on her features as she looked beyond the viewer. "No!"

She screamed as the transmission was cut off.

Sekal instantly was in motion. "Science pinpoint the location of that distress call."

(Alyl or T'shalaith)

The designation of the ship was unfamiliar. "Operations forward to me everything you have in the
database on that ship."

(Reply: Ops)

He consulted the small, pop-up display.
"Mr. Montero set course and accelerate to full speed. One, eight, five mark three."

(Reply: Montero)

The Captain's finger hit the yellow alert button followed by the ship wide comm.

"All hands. We have intercepted an emergency distress call and are enroute to render assistance. We
will maintain yellow alert until the cause of the distress call is ascertained. All departments to be fully
staffed and ready to be used as necessary. Captain out."

(Reply: All)

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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge - Operations Lt(jg) Menzi, Pilot Ensign(sg) Vic "Raid" Montero - 11:15)

Lieutenant Menzi was refreshed from his time on Risa. He had met up with several Saurians and it had
been good to speak to them without the need of the universal translator. He hoped that Jovo and
Shooqe would be there when he got his next shore leave.

He was catching up on the supply reports as the ship broke orbit, off to the Beta quadrant. The word
was that there were concerns the Klingons might be planning to make a move on the space formally
part of the Romulan empire. As Menzi remembered, that was a historical conflict but it wasn't his place
to judge Star Fleets desires. Reviewing another report when the board flashed red, an incoming
transmission.

He routed it to the main viewscreen when ordered to.

Menzi listened to the message, something was not right, the Captain seemed to be under attack by
some unseen foe.

"Operations forward to me everything you have in the database on that ship. "
Menzi entered the name of the ship as well as the name of the captain. The computer returned a null.
Neither the ship designation or the Captain were showing up in the active roles. He expanded the
search in case he missed something. Ah there it was. But that couldn't be. He reran the search using
different parameters, but came to the same record.

"Sir," he said as the translator converted his clicking to standard. "There is no record in the active roles
of that ship. However, I am pulling up a record from 2369. It is an Akira class starship, reported lost
during Operation: Return, Sir."

(reply Sekal)

Vic was sitting at the navigation station. He had finally met Lieutenant Greywolf's criteria to take a
rotation at the helm. It was going to be interesting.

"Mr. Montero set course and accelerate to full speed. One, eight, five mark three," the Captain called.

Vic's hands moved over the controls. "Course laid in, Sir." With the course laid in, he started
accelerating to maximum warp. The ship made a lovely arc in space as it turned to the new heading.

"Estimated time to location 12 hours, 27 minutes," he reported


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(USS Illuminar- Deck 10, Main Shuttle Bay - EO Ensign jg Tycho Alantar - 1116)

=^=All hands. We have intercepted an emergency distress call and are
enroute to render assistance. We will maintain yellow alert until the
cause of the distress call is ascertained. All departments to be fully
staffed and ready to be used as necessary. Captain out.=^=

Ensign Alantar poked at his console, sending acknowledgement to Ops on
the bridge. His loudest personal whistle was heard directly following
that, and only a moment after the call tone indicated the announcement
was done.

Risa had brought a fresh batch of cadets for a training circuit and
sent off the last batch with training and assignment recommendations
in tow. Today was to be the first shift for these shiny new pennies,
and he'd meant to have them shadow and demonstrate skills so he could
better assess and assign them for the duration.

Anyone ranked was already on the move securing non-essentials and
prepping the tactical vehicles; they left the stout ensign to his
educational duties. He stepped forward and called clearly, "Cadets!
I'm sure you all have the protocols for yellow alert memorised by now,
or you wouldn't be on this ship. Eyes here please!"

Smiling he continued as the group stood to parade ease and turned all
their attention to him, "I was planning on giving you all an easy
first day, but it seems we are destined to challenge you via something
as yet to be revealed."

Tycho spoke with the patter of an experienced hand, and a natural air
that put the cadets at ease. The excitement was still palpable amongst
them, no doubt, but he was able to keep them level headed. Picking up
a PADD he quickly grouped them as teams of 3 and assigned each group
to a single department area. He sent the info to each of their own
devices and continued his instruction.

"I have just sent you each a team assignment and a duty assignment.
Teams are to follow their assignment until I instruct otherwise.
Normally these assignments would be on the holodeck or otherwise
simulated to familiarise you to this ship's operations, today you are
doing these live. Each of you has access to the ship's layout, and I
have assigned one team to each of 5 major sectors of the ship."

Tycho gave them a second to open their PADDs and pull up their
information, then continued as Yellow alert meant no time to dawdle.
"You are to enact repairs as needed in the sector you are assigned to,
and carry out orders you are given. I am sending a notice to the
department heads that your team will report to them and will stand by
to do what is needed."

A hand raised and Tycho nodded, "Cadet Simms?"

The blonde young trainee cleared their throat, "Sir, what kind of
orders are we to carry out?"

Tycho smiled, "I have given the department heads a list of things you
should be able to do for them, so I imagine they will have something
useful for you to do, but essentially, Cadet, you do anything you can
to help. If that means moving boxes, you move boxes. If Sickbay needs
an extra orderly, that's you. If the officers have nothing specific
they want you to do, there are two main options."

He raised a digit, "One, you station yourself out of the way and read
the field manuals, get yourself familiar with this ship's schematics
and regulations." He raised his other finger, "Two, you station
yourself out of the way and get ready to operate emergency equipment.
If you are told to leave, report back to me, and I will have alternate
orders for you."
"Finally, be attentive, be alert, but don't panic. You will cause more
problems if you are not paying attention and letting panic cloud your
mind. Dismissed."

With that Tycho watched the teams split off, and he himself went off
to deflector control to make sure the cloak was ready if needed.

(No reply needed)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge - ACSO - Ensign T'shalaith- 1117)

T'shalaith stood at the science station monitoring their position in space. Her time on the ship while the
Illuminar orbited Risa had been helpful in assisting her ongoing issues. The CMO had outlined the
process and T'shalaith has put her full faith in the doctor. It was most unusual for her to trust anyone,
but her situation demanded it, as uncomfortable and unusual as it was. She’d also entrusted Temas
with her condition. If only her previous stations could have seen her now. There would have been
eyebrows raised for certain.

A distress call interrupted her thoughts and she frowned as it played across the speakers.

=^=To anyone who receives this message. I am Captain Wilhelmena Crocker of the USS Rhyne. We
entered the system 3 days ago to investigate an anomaly and what we found... we, we can't. They...
they are all around us. They're everywhere. Stay away. I repeat stay away. My crew, they're...=^=

Sekal moved quickly, "Science pinpoint the location of that distress call."

T'shalaith was ahead of him. “Signal is located in this system,” she put the location of the ship in
distress on the screen, “...her designation is…”, T'shalaith frowned and slid her hands across the
console until she found a further vexation, “...unknown.”

The captain turned to OPS, "Operations forward to me everything you have in the database on that
ship."

Ops reported, "Sir, there is no record in the active roles of that ship. However, I am pulling up a record
from 2369. It is an Akira class starship, reported lost during Operation: Return, Sir."

T'shalaith returned to her sensors, her frown not lessening. She did a quick check on the ship and the
class. It was an older ship and probably nearing the end of its usefulness in the fleet. It was the logical
choice to have it serve more of a science function if that was indeed what it was doing.

"Mr. Montero set course and accelerate to full speed. One, eight, five mark three."

(Reply: Montero)
The yellow alert lighting and klaxon rang out as officers began to move and shift around the bridge.
T'shalaith knew the CSO was probably on his way and she would yield the station to him. There were
other consoles on the bridge she could occupy and there was still a piece of the puzzle that stuck in her
mind. Why had the women’s voice sounded familiar? Why wasn’t her mind able to make the
connection? The captain spoke once more.

"All hands. We have intercepted an emergency distress call and are enroute to render assistance. We
will maintain yellow alert until the cause of the distress call is ascertained. All departments to be fully
staffed and ready to be used as necessary. Captain out."

T'shalaith continued to frown and await the CSO’s arrival. Things had taken an interesting turn.

(reply Jaton)

(reply Jaton, Montero, any)
(posted by Aaron DeLay)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 11- Main Engineering - ACEO – Ensign Matrix - 1117)

Scott Matrix had been away from active duty and off the Illuminar for several months. Family matters
had forced him to take a short sabbatical while he settled his father’s estate. Steven Matrix had a
lengthy Star Fleet career and his passing while sudden, wasn’t unexpected. His health had been a
concern for several years, but the medical treatments seemed to be keeping the illness at bay. Admiral
Matrix’s service depicted a fine officer, dedicated to the Federation and service to Star Fleet. Back
aboard the Illuminar, Scott buried himself in the work and was determined to get caught up as quickly
as possible. Things were getting interesting quickly.

=^=All hands. We have intercepted an emergency distress call and are enroute to render assistance.
We will maintain yellow alert until the cause of the distress call is ascertained. All departments to be
fully staffed and ready to be used as necessary. Captain out.=^=

“Engineering to bridge. The auxiliary computer core is offline for maintenance, but all other systems
ready Captain.”

(Reply Sekal – IYW)

Scott rolled his chair the short distance to the secondary workstation and noted the status of the
auxiliary core. It was in the second hour of its maintenance routine but was initiating the core startup
and umbilical connections to the primary core. ~Shouldn’t be long now.~ thought Scott.

“Ensign Bohb…please keep an eye on the auxiliary startup routine and let me know when its back
online. Mister Mendoza you’re with me.”

(Reply Bohb, Mendoza)
Scott moved over to the primary computer console and punched in a few commands. “Ensign
Mendoza, would you mind getting me up to speed on the ships systems? As you know, I just got back
aboard.” Requested Scott.
(Reply Mendoza)

(Reply, Sekal, Bohb, Mendoza)
(Posted by Steve)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - CSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl - 1118)

Jaton was already on the way to the bridge when the wall panels in the corridor flashed yellow. He
knew what that meant and put an extra spring in his step. Within a minute, he was walking onto the
bridge.

"Report, ensign," he said as he approached T'Shalaith.

(reply T'Shalaith, any)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge -CTO - Lt. T'Mur- 1120)

After the captain ordered the yellow alert T'mur began to run through the ship's weapon systems. She
made sure that they were at optimal efficiency and ready to be online at a moment's notice. She also
rechecked the torpedo compliment and had them prepared for use.

"Sir," Montero called out, "there is no record in the active roles of that ship. However, I am pulling up a
record from 2369. It is an Akira class starship, reported lost during Operation: Return, Sir."

T’Mur immediately went to her computer and began to search until she found what she was looking for.
She began to take notes.

Akita Class Starship-
6 type X phaser arrays
Maximum effective range-3,000 km
3 photon torpedo launchers each with 5 canons.
375 regular photon torpedoes and quantum torpedoes.
Maximum range 3,000,000 km
Crew compliment of 500.
Deflectors- Symmetrical Subspace Graviton Field with nutation shift in frequency. 16 shield grids
generating 186 MW resulting in a total shield strength of 2976 MW. During combat only 10 of 16 grids
are used so there is a rotating field strength 1860 MW. Shields can protect 36% of the EM spectrum
made possible by the multi-phase graviton polarity flux technology incorporated.

She then ran the parameters through the tactical algorithm she had developed for the Illuminar and
chose three tactical scenarios. Within thirty minutes she had all of information in a file and forwarded it
to Captain Sekal. Along with a message.

-For your consideration to prepare for a possible incursion of an Akita Class starship. -
Then she sent the message along, while continuing to fine tune the long range sensors.

(reply Sekal it’s)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Illuminar- Trei's Office - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 11.21)

Ariel heard the ship wide announcement over the speakers in her office. She saw the ship go to yellow
alert. She tapped her COMM badge.

"Comply with the Captain and get ready until further instructions. Trei Out."

She replayed that to her shift team and waited for further instructions.

(Reply Any)
(Posted by Edward)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - ACSO T'shalaith - 1123)

T'Shalaith continued to search within the systems for the ship and its records while monitoring what
little the long-range sensors could tell her. There was something about this ship that concerned her.
The report from operations had caused her to keep her frown in place as she searched for records and
information. Ships went missing but were usually found eventually with little trouble. This ship, if true,
had been gone for longer. Her sudden reappearance wasn’t logical and demanded a scientific
investigation. She wasn’t sure what they’d find when they finally got to the ship in distress, but she
would be voicing caution. Terrible things existed outside the logical and rational scientific explanations
that ruled her world.

The doors to the bridge slipped open and the CSO walked in. "Report, ensign," he said as he
approached her.

She stepped aside from the console to allow him to take command. The data was streaming on the
screen as she spoke, “We have an Akira class starship in this sector with a distress call. The call is
incongruous with most. Operations ran a check on the ship and discovered she went missing in 2369
in an Operation titled, ‘Return’. I’ve compiled what information I have been able to gather from a
scientific stance and it is available for your review.” She paused. “Long-range sensors are inconclusive
but I am concerned about what may await us upon arrival. I would recommend the highest caution
possible up to and including quarantine, isolation suits, and robotic exploration in place of first crew
contact.”

(reply Alyl)

She tapped the console, “The roster is available but information and details are lacking. Given the 77
years that have passed…my conclusion would highlight concerns about their original mission and what
led to their disappearance. I would need further variables and details to strengthen such a conclusion.”
(reply Alyl)


(reply Alyl)
(posted by Aaron DeLay)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 2- Gregory's quarters - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1125)

Shaking himself away, Dieter checked in with Lieutenant Menzi on the bridge. Getting the details of the
alert, he told his officer to let him know if anything pressing happened.

That task done, he took a shower and get into a fresh uniform. Checking his PADD for the day, it was
time for him to do a readiness check. Checking his uniform one more time, he stepped out into the hall
and moved to the turbolift.
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1127 )

Quinna was sitting at her desk with the dermal regenerator. She was trying to heal her hand from her
investigations with the orbs. It still will not heal. Since Dieter was nice enough to let her sleep on the
shuttle on the trip back, she was raring to go ever since her return. It had been an eventful return. She
had not anticipated the proportion and that made her sit even taller that day. She was looking forward
to celebrating later.

Suddenly, the Yellow Alert goes off. Quinna, after hearing the Captain’s message, goes back into
Sickbay.

“Alright, I know we are ready to go, but let’s run the checklist anyway,” Quinna ordered. The crew in
sickbay started to scatter.

(Reply none)
(Posted by Kris B)
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​(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1128 )

Quinna was sitting at her desk with the dermal regenerator. She was trying to heal her hand from her
investigations with the orbs. It still will not heal. Since Dieter was nice enough to let her sleep on the
shuttle on the trip back, she was raring to go ever since her return. It had been an eventful return. She
had not anticipated the proportion and that made her sit even taller that day. She was looking forward
to celebrating later.

Suddenly, the Yellow Alert goes off. Quinna, after hearing the Captain’s message, goes back into
Sickbay.

“Alright, I know we are ready to go, but let’s run the checklist anyway,” Quinna ordered. The crew in
sickbay started to scatter.

(Reply none)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 11.30)

Ariel walked on the Bridge to see what she can do to help. Her empathic abilities should be useful.
She took a seat in the counselors seat until told to move otherwise. She looked around at who was on
the Bridge and offered her help.

"What do we know? I am here to help figure it out."

(Reply any)
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(USS Illuminar – Deck 2 - Gregory's quarters – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1132)

Stepping out of the shower, Gregory heard the insistent call of his Comm badge.

"Gregory here. What is it?"

=^= Sir, sorry to bother you, =^=

"What is it Ywan?" he asked.

=^= Sir, did you order cadets? =^=

"I most certainly did not. We are small enough department, we don't have time for cadets."

=^= Well, Sir, you'll have to make some time. It seems Ensign Alantar had some spares and sent you
three. =^=

"Bloody hell. What sort of bollocks is this?" he said in an annoyed tone.

=^= Sir, they can hear you. =^=

Gregory took a deep breath to calm himself. "Very well. Have them draw overalls and meet me on
deck 11, the rec room."

=^= Aye Sir. =^=
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(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - Aft Lounge (The Rec Room) – Lounge Manager – Becca -1135)

Becca had come on board the Illuminar early in the morning. She had wanted to get an early start for
taking over operations of the ships aft lounge. She smiled when she had been told that it was called
the Rec Room. It seemed like an appropriate name for a room that was usually frequently by the
non-commissioned crew of the ship. They were the salt of the ship, and who she usually enjoyed
spending time with on Risa. She had been the chief facilitator for the Temtibi Resort for the past five
years and things had gotten a little stale for her. She had needed a new challenge. So when this
opportunity presented itself how could she refuse?

Her first stop, even before her quarters, was to the lounge. The word was that the previous proprietor
had met an untimely. end... because she was a spy. The lounge had been allowed to go to hell in a
handbasket since then. Clean-up was going to be a lot of work. It was almost as if they'd had a battle
in there. She walked around taking mental notes of the damage and beginning to work out how she
wanted to design the new look. Walls were going to have to be moved, but she was pretty sure that by
the end of a month this place could be up and running.

Becca came out of the back to hear the sound of a man saying, "Now I know what you are thinking," he
said, "What does this have to do with being an officer? Let me tell you, attention to detail is critical for
Operations, and what better way to learn it. You have your
assignments, now execute."

Before she could say anything the man was gone and the small huddle of "officers?" started to move
around, aimlessly. She shook her head and stepped put into the open.

"Just what is going on here?" she tried to look as ominous as her pretty face could manage. "Who the
hell are you people?"

The group all froze, clearly unaware that it was possible for anyone to be there. "Well... ummm...," one
of the cadets stammered.

"So which one is Well and which is Ummm?" She asked. "And who is the third one?"

"No, no ma'am," the male cadet said, "my name is Diggory, Cedrick Diggery. This is Luna Lovegood
and this is Nymphadora Tonks."

Becca looked at the last woman, "Nymphadora?"

"Folks just call me Tonks," she replied. "It's easier, well, for me."

"I get it," Becca said. "Well I am Becca, and I am the new facilitator of this lounge. Now we have the
who cleared up, let's go back to the what. What are you doing here?"

"We've been ordered to clean up this mess," Diggory offered.

"This mess, as you so describe it," Becca said, "is my new home. Did that fella give you any directions
on how to clean-up?"

"No ma'am," Luna said stepping forward, "I suppose he just figured we knew how to clean something."

"And do you?" Becca asked.

"Well of course we do," Tonks said indignantly. "It's just, well, where do we start?"
"You start my dear Nymphadora," she said emphasizing the name, "by making a decision. Decide on
where to start, and clean that, then move to the next spot."

She pointed to Diggory, "You, Cedric, why don't you grab a broom and ket all of the big pieces of trash
off the ground."

"Why me," diggory asked.

"Cause I like you the best," she replied shortly.

"Ladies, since you can't make a decision, allow me. Start in that corner, and work out from there."
Becca directed. "Do I have to hang out and watch you?"

"No ma'am," they all replied in unison.

"Good," she reoplied, "then I am going to get settled into my quarters, and I'll be back. By the way, who
was that who left you all here, unsupervised?"

"That was Lt. Commander Gregory," Tonks offered. "Why?"

"I just wanted to know who to thank," Becca replied. She winked and walked out of the lounge to check
in at her quarters.

She stopped in the corridor and tapped a comm channel. "This is Becca calling Lt. Commander
Gregory. I want to thank you for the galley slaves that you sent to my lounge. They need a little more
training."

(reply Gregory)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Aft Lounge 'The Ready Room' - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1140)

Gregory exited the turbolift and headed over to the Ready Room. He approached it with a bit of
trepidation, as Dianne had worked there, but she was a spy for Roanoke, and was killed for that. That's
the way it goes. One in, one out.

Standing outside the door to the lounge were three people in overalls and CPO Ywan.

"Morning Ms. Ywan. A fine day today isn't it," he said.

"Indeed it it sir. Glad to have you back. How was Bajor?"

"Nothing eventful, Ms. Ywan. Too much paperwork to come back too."

"Sir, Starfleet runs on paperwork," she said. "Let me introduce Cadets Nyphadora Tonks, Cedric
Diggory and Luna Lovegood. They have been assigned to operations. " Ywan said.
"Of course," he said. "I'll have to have a talk with Mr. Alantar later," he growled.

"Now, you lot. Operations is the key department on any ship. Sure, Engineers get the glory. Security
gets the glory. But operations makes sure everything flows well. We are the lifeblood of the ship. And
that means we take all the jobs no-one else wants or can do. Right now, that job for the three of you, is
to clean this lounge. The lounge manager will be here shortly to supervise your efforts. Once she says
you are done, Ms. Ywan will inspect it. If it's not done to her satisfaction, well, lets just say you might
want to consider another profession. When you are done here, we'll go to the officers lounge and do it
all over again."

The three cadets looked at each other and back at Gregory. "Now I know what you are thinking," he
said, "What does this have to do with being an officer." He paused. "Let me tell you, attention to detail
is critical for Operations and what better way to learn it. You have your assignments, now execute."

Gregory turned and headed back to the turbolift. He could hear Ywan using her command voice on the
cadets. Yup, that room would be spotless before she was done with them. Perfect for Quinna's
Wetting Down.

(Reply None)
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(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - outside Main Engineering - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1142)

His communicator chirped.

=^=This is Becca calling Lt. Commander Gregory. I want to thank you for the galley slaves that you
sent to my lounge. They need a little more training=^=

Gregory chuckled and tapped his com badge, "Well Ms. Becca, they are cadets, so could use some
training," he replied. "I didn't realize they had hired a replacement."

Turning around, he made his way back to the Rec Room. Using his code, he entered the room.
"Cadets," he called out "Don't embarrass Star Fleet or you will spend your cruise cleaning the floors of
the this ship with a sonic toothbrush."

His eyes locked onto a woman near the bar, "Becca," he said walking up to her. "Lieutenant
Commander Dieter Gregory, at your service."

(reply Becca)
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(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - Aft Lounge ‘The Rec Room’ - Aft Lounge Manager- Becca - 1142)

Becca watched as the cadets began to organize and actually get things done when a a lanky, scruffy
looking man walked in. He was not unattractive, and the scruffy hair matched his I shaved face. He
barked some orders at the cadets. Something about scrubbing with toothbrushes and she had to turn to
hide her smile at the young ones horrified faces.
As soon as he was done he moved towards her. She had an opportunity to observe him move. Clearly
he was athletic and his movement almost flowed. He stopped in front of her and smiled.

"Becca," he said, "Lieutenant Commander Dieter Gregory, at your service."

Becca looked into his bright blue eyes, which she was certain had melted several hearts. “Lt.
Commander. That’s supposed to be my line. I should be at your service.”

Her own grey blue eyes shined back at him as she stretched out a hand to shake his hand.

“They’re good kids,” she said, “but like all children need to have direction. Once directed they got right
to it. I should be ready to open sooner than I expected.”

(reply Gregory)

“So Lt. Commander Gregory,” she said, “care to show a girl where her quarters might be?”

(reply Gregory)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Illuminar – Deck 11 - Aft Lounge ‘The Rec Room’ - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1145)

“They’re good kids, but like all children need to have direction. Once directed they got right to it. I
should be ready to open sooner than I expected,” said Becca.

Gregory chuckled, "And these are Cadets, all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Seeking to prove
themselves. Everyone thinks they will be the next Kirk and it's important for them to learn. It may not
seem like valuable training, but it is. Patience and attention to detail. Please put them to good use."

“So Lt. Commander Gregory,” she said, “care to show a girl where her quarters might be?”

Gregory checks his PADD. "Well Ms. Becca, I would be happy to show you to your quarters. All part of
the Illuminar Welcome, and I am the welcome committee. You're on Deck 2, in our VIP quarters," he
paused, "In fact, you're right down the hall from me."

Taking her to the turbolift, he motions her inside. "Deck 2," he said as he entered the lift. "I should let
you know that we just had a few promotions, and there may be the need for a Wetting Down, a time
honored tradition, and if there was any way you'd be open, that would be great."

(reply Becca)

The turbolift doors open on Deck 2, and Dieter motions to the right, "This way, Ma'am." Getting to the
room, he motions to her to check the lock. "It should be keyed to you already."

(reply Becca)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Main Engineering - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1150)

Dieter walked into the main engineering. He watched as the crew went about their business. He
looked around, "Lieutenant Bohb," he called out looking for the newly promoted Magillan. "What is
going on down here?"

(reply Bohb)

"I am doing spot inspections, what better time than during a yellow alert. We have about 12 hours till
we arrive at our destination. Where is the acting Chief of Engineering?"

(reply Bohb)

"Well then, lets go check in with him," Gregory said.

Waling to where Matrix was working, Gregory cleared his throat. "Mr. Matrix," he said, "Report."

(Reply Matrix)

(Replies Matrix, Bohb)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Main Engineering - SO - Lt(jg) Bohb -1153)

Bohb had been sitting at the monitoring station twiddling his thumbs as the screen showed the progress
of the secondary core maintenance routine. Periodically a light would blink and he would tap it. He new
these systems inside and out, quite literally, ad really didn’t see the point of running that level of
maintenance beyond just trying to keep busy. He had plenty of that to do as it was.

There was another light indicating a section complete and asking for permission to continue. With a
heavy sigh he said, “And the monkey pushes the button,” as he tapped the continue key.

"Lieutenant Bohb," a voice said behind him, "What is going on down here?"

Bohb jumped out of his seat and spun to face Lt. Commander Gregory and a huge smile drew across
his face.

“Lt. Commander,” Bohb said, “dropping a heavy hand on his shoulder, “so glad to see you. You know,
same old same old. Running maintenance routines on systems that are already functioning to their
specified parameters. What brings you down to our neck of the woods?”

"I am doing spot inspections,” the e second officer said, ”and what better time than during a yellow alert.
We have about 12 hours till we arrive at our destination. Where is the acting Chief of Engineering?"
Bohb shrugged, “I’m not exactly sure. He grabbed Mr. Mendoza and they went off to get another
system to work at 110%. You know how these young ACEOs can be.”

"Well then, lets go check in with him," Gregory said.

“By all means,” Bohb replied happy to get away from the tedious task at the console. He followed
Gregory to an alcove at the far end of engineering. They found Matrix and Mendoza pouring over
something

"Mr. Matrix," Gregory said, "Report."

(reply Matrix)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 11 - Main Engineering - ACEO Ensign Matrix - 1154)

Scott was concentrating on the displays before him and didn't notice Commander Gregory on the other
end of engineering. The yellow alert wasn't making things easier. Scott felt like a fish out of water. Being
away for these past months dulled his skills and diminished his confidence. However, being under
pressure was motivation to keep moving forward.

"Mr. Matrix, Report." Said Commander Gregory.

Matrix spun around, dropped his PADD and stood at attention. "Sir..."

Scott paused to pick up his PADD. "All systems are functioning within norms; the auxiliary computer
core should be back online momentarily." Replied Scott.

(Reply Gregory)

Scott adjusted his uniform and waited for the 2/O's response; fully aware he was likely not pleased that
the auxiliary core was offline while underway. He'd hoped that would be overlooked as he didn't have a
good excuse, but as acting chief engineer, it was his responsibility to ensure all systems were available.

(Reply Gregory)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 11 - Main Engineering - LCDR Dieter Gregory - 11:55)

"Thank you Mr. Bohb. Why don't you come find me around 1800, so we can discuss progress on those
projects and next steps. I should be on the bridge or in my office," Gregory said.

(Reply Bohb, IYW)

Matrix came to attention while dropping his PADD, "Sir," he said

"At ease Mr. Matrix," Gregory said.
"All systems are functioning within norms; the auxiliary computer core should be back online
momentarily," the engineer reported.

Gregory nodded. "I'm here conducting a readiness review of each department, but lets start with the
computer core," he said. "I know you've been on leave dealing with issues, but it is imperative that
when you decide to take a major system off-line for maintenance that Operations is notified and things
are properly scheduled. Imaging my surprise when I am told that the auxiliary core is offline, work that
could have been done while we were circling Risa, rather on the day we departed. This is your one
warning Mr. Matrix. Do not let it happen again, am I clear?"

(reply Matrix)

"As I said, I am conducting a readiness review, and have some questions for you. Why don't we go to
your office and talk?"

(reply Matrix)

Gregory took a seat across from the Ensign. "I know that you have been thrust into a role that you are
not fully ready for, but I need to get your input on several questions. First is what do you feel are the
strengths and weaknesses in Engineering," he asked.


(reply Matrix)

Gregory took notes and nodded here and there. "What about opportunities? How are the staff
performing? Any standouts? How are you managing the staff to deal with both the daily grind work, and
the special project work?" he asked.

(reply Matrix)

"What about threats? What are the issues in this department that if not addressed will cause bigger
issues?"

(Reply Matrix)

Gregory finished his notes. "Thank you Mr. Matrix. Anything else I should know about?"

(reply Matrix)


(Reply Matrix, Bohb)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 14 – Security Office – Briefing room – Chief of Security Lt (jn) Keung Lee 1200)
The daily senior team meeting for the Security officers was taking place in the briefing room which was
part of the Security Office. Sat around the table was Assistant Chief of Security, PO2 Carol Linnis, PO2
David Lannox, Armoury Officer and the four shift leaders, Ensign Jacob Roberts, Ensign Lucas
McQuire, Ensign Shosl Koks and PO1 Jonathan Batterburgh . For the last few minutes, David Lannox
had been updating everyone about the Armoury.

“The tactical battle suits have been a problem with a couple of technical issues. I found that when the
user applies the camouflage emitter and the phaser unit at the same time, it quickly drains the power
energy flow in the suit itself. Infact the camouflage emitter malfunctions much of the time. So I reckon
that we will have to lose the emitter.”

“More the pity” said Lee who was not really comfortable with some of the gadgets on the battle suits.
“Then again if the user operates the camouflage feature, then there is the risk that the Security Officer
will lose the situation awareness ability to deal with a potential threat.”

“Otherwise the battle suits are good to go.” Smiled David. “Mind you, they have been in storage so
they need a bit of a clean!”

“Has all the missing phasers been accounted for?” asked Jacob

“They are, indeed, all in their respective lockers throughout the ship with security codes accessible by
authorized personnel most senior officers and by myself. Any tampering of the lockers will immediately
register on my computer.” Explained David “You can’t believe where some of the missing phasers were
found..in the mess room, the gym and a couple was found in the labs.”

Lee almost shivered at the thought of the two scientists who had one of the missing phasers in their
lab!! “Okay if there is nothing else, let’s move on. We have three new cadets who have been allocated
to Security as part of their rotation. They are not security personnel but here on placement to
understand how security works. I want to allocate each cadet to each shift leader. They are there to
experience an understanding of how the Security department works. So use them for routine day to
day stuff and to shadow Security officers. Actually, they could do with a spell to shadow your
technicians in the Armoury, David…even help to clean the battle suits and tidy up the firing range!”

David Lannox’s response was to give a thumbs up.

“Now about the forthcoming mission which you have been informed about. If there is any ship boarding
action, I have chosen our most experience Security officers led by myself with the intention to do what
we do best as well as provide close protection to the scientists who will be on the Away team. They are
Devers, P'hah, Andy Taylor, Anju Mali and Gregory Lincoln. Designated as Alpha 1.” Said Lee, who
turned to Carol Linnis “I would like you to pick a standby team with the designation of Alpha 2. Just
don’t include the Security cadets.”

The meeting continued with other routine matters.

(reply none)

(posted by John)
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 11 - Main Engineering - ACEO Ensign Matrix - 1221)

Scott thought he could be joining the away team, so he was busy ensuring that the Illiuminar's
engineering systems were up to spec. The auxiliary computer core had been online for the past 15
minutes and had already completed its umbilical connection to the primary core and backup systems.
Everything was checking out.

Scott's PADD beeped briefly noting an incoming message. It was from his father's estate administrator.
Scott took a few moments to read the message. Andrew Masterson was in the process of completing
his father's wishes, but Scott needed to approve and assign the transfer of property. Admiral Matrix
wanted most of his Earth estate to be distributed to several of his longtime friends and several charities
within the Federation. Admiral Matrix's body had already been cremated and his ashes spread over his
favorite Earth retreat Monument Valley Arizona. Scott approved and signed the documents and
pressed send. It would take several days for Masterson to receive the approval, but they had already
agreed to his wishes. This was just a formality.

Closing the message, Scott resumed his duties and continued to review the duty and maintenance
schedule. With him possibly going to the away team, it would be up to the rest of the engineering team
to keep things working. He tossed the PADD on the console, sat back in his chair and rubbed his eyes
for several minutes. He was looking forward to the new mission and getting back into the swing of
things.

(Reply none)
(Posted by Steve

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(USS Illuminar- Deck 1- COO office - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1300)

Gregory was finishing his readiness report for the Engineering department. While Ensign Matrix was
doing the best he could as acting Chief of Engineering, the ship really needed someone in the that
position. He had expressed his displeasure that Matrix had not discussed the plan to take the auxiliary
computer core offline as the ship was under warp. Matrix should now realize that all major events
impacting the ship needed to be run through operations so that things can be properly coordinated and
the necessary backups are in place in case something goes wrong.

Finishing his tea, he looked at the time. Time to check out the operational readiness of the science
department. Taking his PADD, he left the office.
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1320 )

Quinna’s Sickbay duties have been the last thing on her mind and she was afraid to admit that she had
forgotten about Trei. While going through her messages, she noted the report from the lab results that
she had run on Ariel.

Quinna decided to send a message to make an appointment, “Solice to Lt. Trei.”
(Reply Trei)

“I have the results from the tests, can you please come and see me when it is convenient for you?”

(Reply Trei)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 13.25)

She walked into Sickbay holding down her apprehension of what the test results have to tell her She
sat on an empty bio bed and looked at Quinna for the news.

"So what do you have to tell me?"

(Reply Quinna)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 - CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice -- 13:27)

Quinna had been working on a few things. She was a bit surprised to see Ariel there immediately.

"So what do you have to tell me?"

“Well, there is a good news/bad news situation,” Quinna said. “Before I begin, how are you feeling?
Do you have any sense of your abilities returning?” Quinna asked.

(Reply Trei)

“Well, the good news is that the drug that caused this can be reversed. The bad news is it will take me
a couple of weeks to get the serum together to reverse it.” Quinna said.

(Reply Trei)

“The Serum requires some ingredients that just cannot be replicated,” Quinna admitted. “I have placed
an order with Starfleet.”

(Reply Trei)

Quinna handed Trei a PADD with a list of ingredients including rare plants and oils that are needed. It
also contained the invoice of the order. “Once these are in, it should take me a couple of days to create
what I need. After that, your abilities will come back slowly. It will not be all at once. Fiona knew what
she was doing.”

(Reply Trei)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay - SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 13.30)

She heard the assessment from Quinna and mentally processed the situation. She was a bit
disappointed that she would not get her abilities back that quickly but understood the process needed
to be that way. She felt that something was missing without her abilities but she could deal with it a bit
longer. She felt ok otherwise.

"I feel ok. I just feel like something is missing. I have not been able to use my abilities yet. It feels
weird not to do so but I can deal with it a bit longer."

(Reply Quinna)
(Posted by Edward)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 - CSO's Office - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1330)

Stepping off the turbolift, he walked on down the hall. He was tempted to look in on the two scientists in
lab 3 to see how they were doing, but he would check in with them later. First order of business was to
check in with Jaton, who'd been very cool to him since the Trill had come to his office after his recovery.
Gregory pushed it out of his mind as he approached the CSO's office, now was not the time for
personal feelings, and if Jaton didn't understand their last conversation, it wasn't his place to correct
him.

Ringing the chime, he waited.

(Reply Alyll)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 6, CSO's Office - ACSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl - 1331)

Jaton took a sip from the cup of tea in front of him as he read the readiness report in front of him.
Things were still vague, but he knew the science department would be needed to render aid however
he could. He'd put the entire department on standby, and was waiting for further information.

It was then that the door chimed.

"Come in," he said, not looking up immediately.

(reply Gregory)

Jaton looked up, and took a breath. He did his best not to react emotionally, but his heart skipped a
beat at seeing Dieter.

"I suppose you've got further details on our role in this mission?" he said coolly.

(reply Gregory, any)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 - Corridor - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1430)

Gregory left Jaton's office, and continued to make note about the Science department. Based on what
he had learned, he'd have to reflect on what it meant to the science operation.

Checking the time, he headed off to the turbolift for his next inspection.
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((USS Illuminar - Deck 14- COS Office - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1445)

Gregory exited the turbolift and headed to Lieutenant Lee's office. This should be an interesting event,
based on what he had heard in the grapevine and read form the reports Mr. Lee had submitted himself.

Tapping the door chime, he waited.

(Reply Lee)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 6, CSO's Office - LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1332)

Dieter sat down across from Jaton. "In fact, I am not here to provide information on the current mission,
right now we are on a search, evaluate and render necessary aid to a starship that reportedly was lost
during the battle to take back Deep Space 9, Operation Return. That in and of itself is odd, and I will
expect that we will lean heavily on the science department to help us understand what this ship really
is. If it is even what they say it is."

He paused, "In fact, I do have an assignment for your department. I want you to check out the region of
space we are proceeding to and see what, if anything, you can find out about the nature of that space
as well as how did a ship disappear from the area of Deep Space 9 end up over in the beta quadrant.
Likewise, if there have been any appearances of this ship in the records."

(reply Alyl)

"My real purpose is that I am drafting a readiness report for the Captain, so I'm here to assess your
departments readiness for our primary mission of exploration. Why don't you start by telling me the
Strengths and Weaknesses in Science?"

(reply Alyl)

Gregory listened intently and made notes through the conversation. "What opportunities exist for your
team? Are there any threats to the productivity of the department? Are your scientists publishing their
findings?

(reply Alyl)
Gregory made more notes of Jaton's response.




NRPG - (more based on Jaton's responses)

(Reply Alyl)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay - Deck 5 -- CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice - 13.33)

"I feel ok. I just feel like something is missing. I have not been able to use my abilities yet. It feels
weird not to do so but I can deal with it a bit longer."

Quinna bit her lower lip. “If I could make this happen faster, I would. I want to do this right. I do not
want to permanently cause your abilities to go away.”

(Reply Trei)

“So I have to disclose this. If I think that your lack of abilities will not allow you to perform your duties
adequately then I will remove you from duty until then. Do you feel I may need to do this now?”

(Reply Trei)

“I think the Captain should know in case he needs you for your abilities. But I will not tell him unless
you give me permission to.” Quinna suggested.

(Reply Trei)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay -SPA LT JG Ariel Trei - 13.35)
She thought about that for a moment then decided it was for the best that she waited until her abilities
returned before going back to duty.
"Perhaps its for the best that I wait until my abilities return before going back to duty. I can help tactical
during the battle on the bridge.."
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 (USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay- 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1600)

Dieter walked into Sickback and looked around for the charge nurse. "I'm here to conduct a readiness
assessment," he said. "I'd like to start with our Councilors. Can you point me to Lieutenant
Ravenstone please."

The Charge nurse pointed to an office on far side of sick bay. Gregory walked over to it and rang the
bell. "Hello Lieutenant Ravenstone, I am hoping to get a few minutes of your time to ask some
questions."
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(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay - Lt. Alaya Ravenstone-Hammons - 1604)

Alaya had been catching up on the paperwork inherent in running the Counseling department. She had
just filed a report on the readiness of the crew as a whole as they were entering a potentially hazardous
or life threatening situation. There were weak spots, conflict between crew that could adversely affect
how they responded to a threat.

She was in the small suite attached to medical rather than in the quiet, comforting room she normally
worked out of. In a conflict, there were bound to be casualties, and a counselor could help deal with
the trauma immediately before it could settle in as ptsd. Better to prevent that. She heard the chime
and looked up, wondering who had tracked her down here.

"Hello Lieutenant Ravenstone, I am hoping to get a few minutes of your time to ask some questions."

The blue haired Betazoid female smiled. Her body was muscled from her regular workouts with the
paired sticks she fought with in an old Betazoid style with her husband and his security team. "Mr.
Gregory, come in and take a seat. What can I assist you with? Did your time on DS9 and Bajor go
well? I had the feeling you and the Doctor were looking for something?" She was a decent telepath, not
in Rivens or Temas' league but skilled.

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(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1605)

"Mr. Gregory, come in and take a seat. What can I assist you with? Did your time on DS9 and Bajor go
well? I had the feeling you and the Doctor were looking for something?" the lieutenant said.

"Lieutenant, this is not a social call to discuss personal business," he said gruffly, "I am busy putting
together a readiness report for the Captain, and am discussing things with department heads to get a a
better feeling as to the pulse of the crew, as it were." He paused. "Since Lieutenant Trei moved out of
her councilor role, there has not been a formal head of the department, and you are the longest tenured
of the current group, so I am hoping you can help me."

"Your department has had significant turnover since I joined the Illuminar, do you have any thoughts
why?" he asked

(Reply Ravenstone-Hammons)

Gregory listened and took notes. "What are the strengths and weakness of the department?"

(Reply Ravenstone-Hammons)

He nodded, "Where can we improve your department and the retention of competent staff?"
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NRPG - more depending on her answers.

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(USS Illuminar- Deck 5 - Sickbay- 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1620)

Dieter stood up, "Thank you Lieutenant, you've been most helpful. Now I must check in with the good
Doctor."

He walks across the infirmary and knocks on Quinna's door. "Hello and congratulations on the
promotion. I'm working on a readiness check of all department and hope you can spare some time to
help me."

(reply Quinna)


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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/ 3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1622)

He walks across the infirmary and knocks on Quinna's door. "Hello and congratulations on the
promotion. I'm working on a readiness check of all departments and hope you can spare some time to
help me."

“Sure, come on in. What can I do for you?” Quinna asked.

(Reply Gregory)

“Rumor has it that you are doing some department readiness checks,” Quinna said.

(Reply Gregory)

“Well to save you the time and effort, here is mine.” Quinna pulled a PADD and passed it over to
Dieter.

“Now what can I do for you?” Quinna asked, “Drink? Tea?”

(Reply Gregory)
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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1625)

Gregory takes a seat in the doctors office as she she says “Rumor has it that you are doing some
department readiness checks,”

He nods, "That is correct. We're underway, and this emergency rescue not withstanding, I need to
catch up on paperwork. Paperwork I hope to dump on you sometime soon Ms. 3rd officer."

Quinna pulls a PADD out and hands it to him “Well to save you the time and effort, here is mine.”

He takes the PADD, "Thank you. THis has been the easiest review so far today," he says.

“Now what can I do for you?” Quinna asked, “Drink? Tea?”

"Tea would be lovely, thank you Quinna," he says. "You know, your councilor started probing me about
our trip to Bajor. What rumors are going on this ship?"

(reply Quinna)

"And our poor assistant chief of engineering, thrust into a position he was not ready for. He might need
some hand holding and encouragement. Might be good for you to spend some time down there,
learning the systems, as it were. I know you're swamped with medical and the 3rd officers role, but this
would be good training. While Lieutenant Bohb would be an excellent teacher, see how Matrix warms
to you," Gregory says.

(reply Quinna)

"It seems like forever ago we were on the shuttle. I have to say, there was a certain serenity to it
compared to the hustle and bustle of a starship," he said. "Anyway, Doctor, I must be on my rounds so
I can complete my review. Thanks for the tea," he says as he stands up.

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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1630)

“Now what can I do for you?” Quinna asked, “Drink? Tea?”

"Tea would be lovely, thank you Quinna," he says. "You know, your councilor started probing me about
our trip to Bajor. What rumors are going on this ship?"

“Really? Rumors? Not a clue. Should we start some juicy rumors?” Quinna offered and laughed a bit.
She brought some fresh tea over to Dieter that she made with a kettle she kept in the office next to the
replicator. “What else is there?”
"And our poor assistant chief of engineering, thrust into a position he was not ready for. He might need
some hand-holding and encouragement. Might be good for you to spend some time down there,
learning the systems, as it were. I know you're swamped with medical and the 3rd officer's role, but this
would be good training. While Lieutenant Bohb would be an excellent teacher, see how Matrix warms
to you," Gregory says.

“That is a good idea. They really do not need me around here too much. I have sickbay running like a
well-oiled machine.” Quinna prided herself on that.

"It seems like forever ago we were on the shuttle. I have to say, there was a certain serenity to it
compared to the hustle and bustle of a starship," he said. "Anyway, Doctor, I must be on my rounds so
I can complete my review. Thanks for the tea," he says as he stands up.

Quinna thought for a moment. “There is one thing I need to report. Quinna started. “But it is to Dieter
and not Lt. Commander Gregory.” Quinna held up her hand to show him that she had still not changed,
“I think our journey is far from over.”

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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory – 1633)

"Really? Rumors? Not a clue. Should we start some juicy rumors?" Quinna asked.

Gregory chuckled. "I am sure the rumor mill will work overtime. Five days alone in a shuttle, I'm sure
people are talking. How is Mr. Weston, by the way?"

(reply Solice)

The conversation continued. Dieter stood up getting ready to leave when Quinna spoke. “There is one
thing I need to report. But it is to Dieter and not Lt. Commander Gregory.” Quinna held up her hand to
show him that she had still not changed, “I think our journey is far from over.”

Gregory frowned, as he took her hand. "This is not good," he said softly. "We should take images of
this on a regular basis. If this is related to," he paused, "Our other business. Who knows what may yet
be revealed."

(reply Solice)


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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – CMO/3XO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice – 1635)
"Really? Rumors? Not a clue. Should we start some juicy rumors?" Quinna asked.

Gregory chuckled. "I am sure the rumor mill will work overtime. Five days alone in a shuttle, I'm sure
people are talking. How is Mr. Weston, by the way?"

“Better than ever,” Quinna then stopped herself, “He is happy I am back.”

“There is one thing I need to report. But it is to Dieter and not Lt. Commander Gregory.” Quinna held
up her hand to show him that she had still not changed, “I think our journey is far from over.”

Gregory frowned, as he took her hand. "This is not good," he said softly. "We should take images of
this on a regular basis. If this is related to," he paused, "Our other business. Who knows what may yet
be revealed."

“I agree,” Quinna pulled out an isolated PADD. “I already have, but I cannot hide this from Michael. I
am going to have to tell him.” Quinna stated but then added, “Before he kills you.”

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“Better than ever. He is happy I am back," she said.

Gregory nodded. He had is opinion of the spy, but kept it to himself. As long as Mr. Weston didn't step
out of line, Gregory wouldn't give him a second thought.

"This is not good. We should take images of this on a regular basis. If this is related to our other
business. Who knows what may yet be revealed."

“I agree,” Quinna pulled out an isolated PADD. “I already have, but I cannot hide this from Michael. I
am going to have to tell him. Before he kills you.”

Gregory chuckles, "I hope it doesn't come to that," he said. "Well, lets keep an eye on it. Thank you
Quina, I have to get back to my review of the departments," he let her hand go.


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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – SFI - Michael Weston – 1638)

Quinna had left his quarters early, still tired and a cup of coffee in her hand, and Michael hadn't talked
with her since. Once he'd discovered she'd gone back to sickbay he figured he go down there and they
could have a few moments together before all of the action started. It was a strange sensation to be on
the outside, now. He was used to be in the middle of the action.
Michael walked through the doors to sickbay, nodding at the staff who appeared to be frantically setting
up the sickbay for any emergency that might happen. A couple of the nurses smiled at him and waved.
His focus was on the office, and he made a bee line towards it.

As he approached he could hear voices and then he noted that there was someone in there with her. It
didn't take much to realize that it was Dieter Gregory. His act of playing the jealou boyfriend for her, to
cover the fact that he wanted to ensure Quinna's protection was oddly enough becoming a realization.
He shook his head at himself to shake that off. But as he walked towards the office he saw Gregory
withdraw his hand from Quinna's just as he hit the doorway.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Michael said, trying not to sound too prickly.

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(USS Illuminar – Sickbay – Deck 5 – SFI - Michael Weston /2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory/ CMO/3XO Lt.
Commander Quinna Solice– 1640)

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Michael said, trying not to sound too prickly.

Gregory turns around, “You have the timing of a bad penny,” he said. Turning back to Solice, “I hope
we can continue our conversation later.” As he heads out the door, “Good day to you too Mr. Weston.”

“Lt. Commander,” Weston said, watching the man leave.

Quinna smiled as she saw Michael, “Actually it is perfect timing. We need to talk to you.” Quinna said
as she moved around her desk and towards Michael. There was so much to her day she needed to tell
him. She just had not had a chance.

“We?” Michael said, noting that the other party was leaving. “You two looked comfortable.”

Quinna noted his tone, “Michael, sit down please. There are things you need to know.” Quinna called
out to Dieter, “Commander Gregory, please stay. We do this together.”

Gregory paused and turned around. “As you wish, Quinna,” he said and reentered the office, leaning
against the wall.


Quinna faced Michael, “Michael, Please.”

Michael sat as asked and looked over at Gregory at the door. “What do I need to know?”

Quinna took a deep breath. She moved to the left of Michael and had a seat. “Lots of things that you
need to know. Got promoted today, yea!” Quinna started but was delaying fearing what his reaction
was going to be.
Michael brightened, but stayed seated. Something was going on here and he wasn’t going to be side
tracked. “That’s fantastic news. Congratulations.”

Quinna's right hand took Michael’s, “Our quest has not ended. I think we are more involved than what
we planned or even thought would happen.” Quinna looked at Dieter, “Dieter I could use little help
here.”

“I’m sorry Quinna, I don’t trust him,” Gregory said. “He’s given me no cause to trust him, and our one
discussion, he threatened to injure me if I let you get hurt. As if he is the only one in the universe who
could protect you.” He stared at Weston.

Weston was suddenly stunned. What did he say? The dream he’d had this morning. Was it a
coincidence?

“What?” He stood up and stepped towards Gregory. “What did you say?”

“Why don’t you sit back down Mr. Weston,” Gregory said. “Don’t tell me you have forgotten your bullish
behavior in the shuttlebay?”

Weston shook his head, “I’m not forgetting anything. But what did you just say? If I was the last one in
the universe who could protect Quinna. Isn’t that what you said?”

Quinna stood and looked at them. “Guys, come on.” Quinna took a deep breath. “We need to work
together on this. Dieter, we need his help.”

Gregory looked long and hard at Quinna. “Keep it secret, keep it safe,” he said softly. “I trust you,
Quinna.” He paused, and turned to Michael, “Since Quinna is asking, I will accede to her request.
However, should that trust be unfounded, you will regret it.”

Quinna was exasperated, “Well I trust him. Besides, Michael is a smart man. I think he would notice
this.” Quinna held up her right hand.

“I concede that point, but that is only one part of the larger puzzle,” Gregory said. “That’s what I am
having a hard time with.”

Quinna looked at Michael waiting for a reply but also moved to be more between the two men in case
Michael went after Dieter.

Michael hadn’t gotten a good look at Quinna’s hand in the dark, and through their love making. But now
the outline of the burn was clear.

“Wait,” he took hold of her hand and traced the scar, “what happened to your hand?” He looked over at
Gregory for a moment then back at Quinna’s face. “Okay, you have my attention, what should I know
that he doesn’t want me to know? What is the big secret?”

Quinna looked at Michael, “The locket that my mother gave me,” she paused, “We discovered it
contained a piece of a Bajoran Orb.”
“Ok. And?” Michael said.

Gregory turned to Quinna, “Typical,” he said, shaking his head. “To start, the number of shards of orbs
known to exist now numbers at 2. So that alone is a mystery. How a Vedek got ahold of it and it ended
up giving it to Quinna’s mother is another. I suspect you’ve not studied what the power of the Orbs are.
Since opening the locket, both Quinna and I have had several encounters that cannot be explained
other than as an orb encounter, and interactions with the wormhole aliens.”

“Sadly no,” Weston replied, “the need to familiarize myself with Bajoran voodoo, please excuse my
ignorance. So who was this Vedeck that gave Quinna the locket,” he turned to Quinna, “and why did …
wait… interactions with wormhole aliens? Like what?”

“It’s hard to explain. Remember back on Betazed where I found the Bajoran artifacts. The old lady
slipped one extra in my pocket. When I held it in my hand and visited though and orb and well, this”
pointing to her hand, “happened. But the thing is, my hand won’t heal.” Quinna took a deep breath, “I
saw my mother.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about the old lady?” Michael asked. Then he refocused. “You saw your mother?
And how is that an alien interaction? Was your mother an alien?”

Quinna already knew that Michael knew some of those answers. “There is so much going on here. But
to answer your questions, you were with me, yes I did, I don’t know, and of course not. I am asking you
to help us.” Taking a deep breath, “You have connections.” Quinna could not focus clearly. She sat
back down in her chair and closed her eyes.

His own questions were really just putting off the inevitable. He was still unclear why Gregory didn’t
want him to know all of this. He got it, this thing with the Bajoran artifacts was a big find, if you were into
that kind of a thing. But really, what Quinna told him was nothing to keep secret. There had to be more.

He looked over at Gregory, but spoke to them both. “And that’s the whole story? Why do I have a
feeling there’s something being left out?”

Gregory sighed, and looked at Quinna. “Are you ABSOLUTELY sure,” he said to her.

Quinna didn’t say anything, she just looked from Dieter to Michael and nodded.

Gregory looked at Michael again and shook his head. ‘Computer, lock the door and activate privacy
mode.”

=^= Acknowledged =^=

“Before I came to the Illuminar, I worked on Deep Space Nine. Well, there was an explosion behind
Quark’s bar and, as a result of the explosion a Bajoran was killed. I was first on scene, and managed
to teleport him to the infirmary. Before he died, he gave me a small key and told me to ‘keep it secret
and keep it safe.’ I put it in my tool kit and planned to try to learn more, but the explosion had us
working doubles to get things untangled and ship shape. “
He paused. “Two days later, two Bajorns, Simo Aic and Afi Shusa, came to the station, claiming to be
the family of the deceased man, Simo Krokolo. They started asking me about a ‘key’, a ‘family
heirloom’. I didn’t tell them anything. There were a few oddities such as Simo Krokolo’s DNA was not
in any Bajoran database, and my quarters were broken into and ransacked. I left for the Illuminar
before I could really investigate more.”

Michael thought the story intriguing but still not worthy of the secrecy the two were keeping. His frown
did not change.

Quinna noticed the look on his face and moved over to him. Kneeling beside his chair she took his
hand. He traced his fingers around the scar before holding it.

"My turn,” she said. “When I was a young child, We took a family vacation to Bajor. The USS
Auberjonios was on extended shore leave on Deep Space 9. My father and I were visiting a temple on
Bajor. One of my father's colleague's brother, Vedek Anders, invited us for a tour. A Vedek came to me
with the locket to give to my mother. I did not know who he was and I never saw him after that."

Quinna reached around her neck with her left hand and pulled the locket off her neck and dangled it in
front of Michael. "Of course my mother gave the locket back to me when the children of the ship were
sent away. Right after that, the ship went missing."

Quinna took a deep breath, "Right before you came into the picture, Michael, we discovered that Dieter
had the key to the locket.

Gregory looked at Weston and Quinna. “The details are a bit unclear, but Quinna showed me the
locket and I showed her the key. Turns out the key opens the locket, revealing the shard from an Orb
of the Prophets. Recently I was driven, or had a compulsion to explore the locket and key in more
detail. I won’t overburden you with the science behind my investigation, but I’ve discovered several
interesting things about them, and revealed some of the secrets. Of course, my research raised more
questions than it answered, hence our trip to Bajor to meet with a few experts there. One of whom
neither of us trusted and was after the locket. The other, the Archivist to the Vedek council.”

“When we went to Betazed, remember the artifacts I found there? There was writing on it. We went to
Bajor to try and get translations."

“I am glossing over some of the details, you understand, to give you the big picture. But on the trip to
Bajor, both Quinna and I had several more of these visions, meetings with the wormhole aliens, and
even Ben Sisko himself, the Emissary of the Prophets.”

"I decided to take an experience with the orb piece. There I saw my mother and a young boy. He
reminded me of Preston. But I could not understand her, or the child. So we looked at the artifacts
again and noticed there was a cube with no writing on it at all. It seems to share some of the same
readings as the orb and the locket. I decided to try again with my mother. This time I held the cube in
my hand and I was able to show her. Again, I did not understand her, but the box started to get warm.
Heated in my hand. That is how I got this burn on my hand. “ Quinna respected the fact that Dieter
would not trust Michael and chose to leave out his Experiences.
Gregory wasn’t sure if he should go on, when he saw a shimmer where Michael was sitting and there
appeared the bald Bajoran giant. “It is happening again,” he said to Gregory. “He is part of the plan
now. Do not fail us.”

“You can’t be serious,” Gregory said, “Him? Wait. Stop.” he cried as the Giant disappeared.

Michael watched as Gregory’s eyes glossed over then came back into focus. He looked at him hard,
remembering his “dream” from the night before. “What just happened? You spaced out there for a
moment.”

“Nothing,” Gregory said, shaking off the vision. “Long day,” he said.

Weston wasn’t buying it. The look Gregory had a moment ago matched how Michael felt last night. “You
said it’s happening again. What happened again? You had another vision.” It was a statement, not a
question. He hoped that Gregory noted he did not question them seeing visions.

Gregory looked Weston in the eye, “Just an old friend telling me a hard truth.”

He looked at Gregory warily then decided trust begot trust. “I had a vision of my own. Last night. When I
touched your necklace.” He said to Quinna. “The long and short of it was a message. It didn’t really
make sense so I just blew it off. But now…. The message was,” he searched for the words. “She is the
vessel of the Emissary, the other was the deliverer, this one is the protector.”

He looked at Gregory, “You said you didn’t care if I were the only one in the universe that could protect
her. Is it just a coincidence? Any idea what it means?”

Quinna looked confused. “Wait, I have never had any experiences with the locket closed. You are the
protector of the vessel, then maybe we need to find the Vessel.” Quinna suggested.

Gregory spoke softly, “The vessel is you Quinna.”

“That makes no sense.” Quinna said “A Vessel for what?”

(reply None)
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 (USS Illuminar- Deck 1- Bridge - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1730)

Gregory headed to the bridge, both to check in with Commander Verin, but to also discuss the tactical
department with the newly promoted Lieutenant T'Mur. As was his habit, he first checked the Master
System Display, noting the greens on the board, along with the one red, which he knew was the
auxiliary computer core. He hoped the maintenance would be finished soon.

Sitting down in the first officer's seat, he turned to Commander Verin, "A lovely evening to warp to a
rescue, wouldn't you say Commander?"
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"I am just finishing my interviews for the readiness report, I have one more department to review,
Tactical. If you would be willing, I would welcome your review of operations, as it seems inappropriate
of me to report and review my department. "

(Reply Verin)

"Thank you Ma'am. Once I finish with Ms. T'Mur, I would be happy break you on the bridge while you
took a chance to get some refreshment."

(Reply Verin)

Gregory stood up and walked over to the Tactical station, "Lieutenant, I was hoping to get your help to
evaluate the tactical department for a readiness report. It shouldn't take too long."

(Reply T'Mur)


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(USS Illuminar Deck 1 - Bridge - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1735)

"Me, review ops? I suppose if you think it best, but my suggestion would be to have Doc Solice work on
it with you. She needs the experience, and you are noted to be a competent mentor and teacher by
multiple superior officers." She grinned, "It's well known that to teach another is to know the subject
matter intimately."

Gregory nodded, "As you wish Ma'am. I'll connect with the doctor later."

Ensign Mcfry, Operations officer for beta shift spoke up about an incoming message. Dieter listened
with the others as the First Officer started a report, which ended with a scream that shook Dieter to his
core.

Commander Verin called the Captain and then ordered transwarp drive.
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge/Navigation - Pilot Ensign(sg) Vic 'Raid' Montero - 1736)

Vic had been piloting the Illuminar since the morning, breaking with others. He was on another 4 hour
rotation, and nothing exciting had happened, until the call. He looked over his board,and checked their
progress. Willing the ship to go faster wouldn't help.

"Mr. Montero, deploy the transwarp drive, that should get us there in under 2 hours," Commander Verin
said.

"Aye, Ma'am," he replied.
"Engineering, this is Helm. Prepare for transwarp drive." he called over.

(Engineering)

"Thank you," he replied when Engineering gave the green light.

"Ma'am, Engaging the transwarp drive," Montero said as he activated the transwarp drive. The lights
on the bridge dimmed the deflector begain to emit tachyon bursts opening the transwarp tunnel.
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge/Navigation - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1737)

"Mr. Gregory, who would you suggest we take on an away team? You and I will be going. We'll need?"

"Ma'am, we need security, so Lieutenant Lee and whomever he has on his rotation. Probably need
medical and science as well. However, if you and I are going, then Doctor Solice should remain on the
ship as per General Order 16. So we'll need her to recommend a medical team. Perhaps Mr. Alyl from
science? Since we don't know what is happening on the ship, it will be good for us to check out both
the bridge and Engineering. It might be good for our ACoE to accompany us, Mr. Matrix. I'd suggest
you take the bridge team, and I'll lead the Engineering team. "

(reply Verin)




(Reply Verin, Engineering)
(Posted by Tim)

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(USS Illuminar - Deck 1, Bridge - Engineer Ensign jg Tycho Alantar - 1738)

Tycho had taken the morning to situate and deal with the cadets, but
had switched off with another officer and taken his turn on the
bridge. Having heard the audio when it came through, he was already
prepping certain key sequences when Montero called over, "Engineering,
this is Helm. Prepare for transwarp drive." he called over.

Tycho completed the appropriate adjustments, funnelling power to the
systems that needed them, "Power systems ready," with another sequence
to lock in non-essential power to structural integrity, for the
boosted drive, "and ship's systems secured for the change-over, helm,
you have control."

"Thank you," came back to him and Tycho nodded, turning back to his
main displays. He had an earpiece and was going over the audio of both
transmissions they'd received, trying to find anything that could help
them in this rescue. He had the computer running analyses also, but
nothing beat hands on in Tycho's experience.

(no reply needed)
(posted by Lorenz)
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(USS Illuminar Deck 1 - Bridge - 2/O LCDR Dieter Gregory - 1740)

"Ma'am do you want me to get the recommended people together so we can review what we know
about the Akira class ship, and further subdivide assignments?"

(Reply Verin)

"Very good Ma'am. We'll also need to draw hazard gear, not knowing what we're stepping into."

(Reply Verin)

Gregory nodded and tapped his comm badge, "Commander Solice can you please recommend two
medical staff for an away mission. Please have them convene in the conference room at 1830 hours.)

(Reply Solice)

Next, he called security. "Mr. Lee, I need a security detail for an away mission. Six in total, and people
who are comfortable working in environmental suits."

(Reply Lee)

"Thank you, have them meet in the conference room at 1830 hours."

He made the last call, "Mr. Alyl, please report to the conference room at 1830 hours for a mission
briefing. "

(reply Alyl)

"One more thing, please see what your team can learn about the region of space we are going to. The
distress recording are, shall we say, concerning."

(Reply Alyl)

Gregory turned to operations, "Mr. Mcfry, you start searching around the coordinates that Mr. Montero
has us traveling too. See if there is anything unusual."

Turning back to the helm, "Status Mr. Montero."

(Reply Verin, Solice, Lee, Alyl)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Illuminar --about the ship -- 3XO/CMO Lt. Commander Quinna Solice - 1745)
Quinna was on her way out of sickbay, per Dieter’s suggestion, and making a round to Engineering.
From there, to rest. There was a certain someone she needed to go and spend time with.

 "Commander Solice can you please recommend two medical staff for an away mission. Please have
them convene in the conference room at 1830 hours.” Dieter’s voice had come through.

Quinna hit her badge. “I have just the Medics for you,” Quinna replied and then closed the Comm unit.

Quinna then tapped her commbadge and ordered up her choice medics to the conference room
meeting.

As soon as that call was done, Quinna entered engineering. She looked around wondering what to do
next. “Can you use some extra hands?” Quinna said to anyone in engineering.

(reply any in engineering)

(Posted by Kris B)
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