USS Illuminar

Illuminar Compile: Mission Exogenesis
Dates: March 1st - 15th
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Mission: Exogenesis
Day: 4
Stardate: 2446.06.04 - 2446.06.0
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DAY 4 (2446.06.04)

(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Main Engineering - CSRD - Lt. Bohb -0820)
(USS Hillary - Passenger Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Jg Tegian Pex - 0822)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero - 0824)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Jg Tegian Pex - 0826)
(Zertos III - Tellarite Mining Complex - SO CPO P'Rah - 0835)
(Zertos III - Tellarite Mining Complex SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0836)
(Zertos III/USS Pasteur - SO CPO P'Rah - 0837)
Zertos III/USS Pasteur - SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0838)
(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - Lt.Cal Dogan - 0839)
(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - CPO Steven Hammons - 0840)
(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - Lt.Cal Dogan - 0841)
(Zertos III/USS Pasteur - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 0840)
(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - CPO, Steven Hammons - 0842)
(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - Lt. Cal Dogan - 0843)
(Zertos III/USS Pasteur - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 0844)
(Zertos III/USS Pasteur SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0845)
(Zertos III - 0850 - Entity)
(Zertos III - Tellarite Mining Complex - Marine - 2LT Charles Temerity - 0851)
(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - Pilot - Lt. Arthur ‘Snoopy’ Corday - 0900)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - Pilot Vic 'Raid' Montero - 0901)
(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0902)
(USS Pasteur - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0904)
(USS Iluminar - Deck 6 - Science Lab 5 - Drs. Gailus Penn and Teller - 0905)
(USS Pasteur -3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 0906)
(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0907)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - Pilot Vic "Raid" Montero - 0910)
(Zertos 3 - ACSO Ensign jg Zara Khatri - 0913)
(Zertos III -- Hillary SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0946)
(Zertos III - The Entity - 0948)
(USS Hilary - Cargo Bay - SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0949)
(Zertos III -- Hillary/Pasteur -- 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0950)
(Zertos III - The Entity - 0952)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0955)
(USS Hillary - ACSO Ensign jg Zara Khatri - 0957)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Lg Tegian Pex - 0958)
(USS Pastuer -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0959)
(Zertos III - The Entity - 1003)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 1005)
(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - Pilot - Lt. Arthur 'Snoopy' Corday - 1008)
(USS Hillary - Passenger Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Lg Tegian Pex - 1009)
(USS Hillary -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1010)
(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 1011)
(USS Hillary -- Passenger Deck -- CEO - Lieutenant Lg Tegian Pex -- 1012)
(USS Hillary -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1013)
(USS Hillary -- Passenger Deck -- CEO - Lieutenant Jg Tegian Pex -- 1015)
(Ixhal -Corridor – MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev and Operations Backup Officer Ensign Tavay - 1106)
(Ixtal - Deck 5 Corridor- CSec/Tac - Lt. Commander T'Mur - 1108)
(Ixtal – Engine Room – SecO- Ensign Larry 'Lucky' Day – 1115)
(Ixhal - Deck 1 - Bridge – CO, Captain Sekal – 1117)
(Ixtal - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSO CMDR T’Mur - 1118)
(Ixtal – Engine Room – ACEO Ensign Ssvresh – 1119)
(Ixhal - Sickbay – MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev and Operations Backup Officer Ensign Tavay -- 1119)
(Ixtal - Deck 1- Bridge - CO, Captain Sekal - 1120)
(Ixhal - Medical Center - MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev - 1121)
(Ixtal - Deck 1 - Bridge - Csec/Tac- Lt. Commander T’Mur - 1122)
(Ixtal - Deck 6 - Astrometrics -SecO- Ensign Koks - 1123)
(Ixtal - Deck 6 - Astrometrics -SciO- Ensign Skashe (Sky) Winters - 1124)
(Leif Erikson - Passenger Compartment -SciO- Ensign Skashe (Sky) Winters - 1128)
(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - MO- Dr. Kylle Stev - 1129)
(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - MO- Dr. Kylle Stev - 1131)
(Ixtal - Deck 6 - Primar Docking Egress - CO, Captain Sekal -- 1128)
(Shuttle Leif erickson - Pilot Cockpit - Csec/Tac- Lt. Commander T’Mur - 1129)
(USS Iluminar - Deck 1 - Bridge - FO Commander Sienna Verin - 1130)
(USS Iluminar - Deck 5 - Sickbay - Dr. Agnes Vanderstein - 1132)
(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - Temp Security Ensign Tavay - 1133)
(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - MO- Dr. Kylle Stev - 1135)
(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- Civilian Dotor -- Agnes Vanderstein -- 1137)
(USS Pasteur -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1145)
(USS Pasteur - Flight deck - Pilot Ensign Vic "Raid" Montero - 1147)
(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - Pilot Lt. Arthur ‘Snoopy’ Corday - 1148)
(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 1158)
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Main Engineering - CSRD - Lt. Bohb -0820)

=^= By, the way, didn't Ensign Ssvrech report to you? I told him to to report to you at 0600 in
Main Engineering. =^=

Bohb frowned, “Don’t you worry about what’s going on up here, Lieutenant Pex. With Gregory
and the doctor not there you are in command of the mission. Stay focused on what you are
there to do. It sounds like we may need those transporters sooner than later.”

He paused for a moment not sure if he should relay this information, but he also figured that
they had seen it already there.

“Not sure if you have noticed, but the ion storm is showing an increase in activity. I’m not sure
how long we can….”
[Transmission ceased.]

“What?” Bohb asked almost threateningly.

[Transmission ceased.] computer repeated.

“Cause?” Bohb requested.

[Recieving point of transmission no longer viable.]

Bohb sighed, and thought to himself, ~Looks like he’s on his own now. Come on Tegian, you’ve
got this.~

(reply Pex)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Hillary - Passenger Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Jg Tegian Pex - 0822)

Tegian could almost see his mentor's expression.

=^= Don’t you worry about what’s going on up here, Lieutenant Pex. With Gregory and the
doctor not there you are in command of the mission. Stay focused on what you are there to do.
It sounds like we may need those transporters sooner than later. =^=

There was a long pause and Tegian was going to reply and then Bohb continued.

=^= Not sure if you have noticed, but the ion storm is showing an increase in activity. I’m not
sure how long we can…. =^=

[Transmission ceased.]

Tegian tried to reestablish the connection on his end with no success. "Lieutenant Bohb, can
you read me? Illuminar, this is The Hillary, come in, please."

He sighed and got up, poking his head into the flight deck. "Vic, with Commander Gregory,
incapacitated, it seems I'm currently the ranking officer. Lieutenant Bohb just informed me that
an Ion Storm is showing increased activity and we just lost communications with the Illuminar.
I'm going to try and boost the signal now that the beacons are all in place."

Tegian tried to figure out the next move. "See if you can raise the Pasteur and have them chase
down Commander Gregory before he gets too far in the Rover. I'm going to try and get the
transporters working, if possible. Let me know what you hear from the Pasteur and let
Command Solice that she should assume command of this away mission."

(Reply Montero)

Tegian went back to the Passenger Deck and briefly glanced over at Ensign zh'Firre to make
sure she was breathing. She didn't look any worse, nor any better. "Ensign Waffles, let's bring
the beacons online and see if we can boost our signal to the Illuminar."
With the two of them working, they connected The Hillary's communications and transporters to
the beacons' and Tegian tried to raise the Illuminar.

"Lieutenant Tegian to Lieutenant Bohb, can you read me?"

(reply Bohb)
(posted by Keith)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - Pilot Ensign Vic 'Raid' Montero - 0824)

"VIc, with Commander Gregory incapacitated, it seems I'm currently the ranking officer.
Lieutenant Bohb just informed me that an Ion Storm is showing increased activity and we just
lost communications with the Illuminar. I'm going to try and boost the signal now that the
beacons are all in place," Lieutenant Pex said. "See if you can raise the Pasteur and have them
chase down Commander Gregory before he gets too far in the Rover. I'm going to try and get
the transporters working, if possible. Let me know what you hear from the Pasteur and let
Command Solice that she should assume command of this away mission."

Vic shrugged his shoulders, "Sorry Lieutenant, what makes you think the Commander is
incapacitated? He seemed fine when he left here a few minutes ago. I'm tracking the rover's
signal at the moment, so can keep an eye on him," the pilot replied.

Turning his chair, he looked at the sensors, "I copy what Lieutenant Bohb is seeing. I'll get
ahold of the Pasteur and let 'em know," Vic added. "Anything else Lieutenant?"

(reply Pex)

(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Jg Tegian Pex - 0826)


Vic shrugged his shoulders, "Sorry Lieutenant, what makes you think the Commander is
incapacitated? He seemed fine when he left here a few minutes ago. I'm tracking the rover's
signal at the moment, so I can keep an eye on him," the pilot replied.


Turning his chair, he looked at the sensors, "I copy what Lieutenant Bohb is seeing. I'll get
ahold of the Pasteur and let 'em know," Vic added. "Anything else Lieutenant?"


Tegian chuckled. "Fair point, Mr. Montero. How about instead of incapacitated, making
questionable choices? I'm concerned that he's not in his right mind at this time. He was singing
as he drove the Rover away. That's out of character for him and he snapped at Ensign Khatri
for showing concern for his rash. Again, out of character. Please let Commander Solice know
of his condition when you radio the Pasteur."
(Reply Montero, iyw)
(Posted by Keith)
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(Zertos III - Tellarite Mining Complex - SO CPO P'Rah - 0835)

P'Rah was bringing up the rear of the group. His finely honed senses noted the smell of death
and decay. Smelled like the streets where he grew up, something you never forget.

He began his sweep, looking for signs of foul play when his ears perked up. It was Lieutenant
Trei.

The Caitain turned to see Trei rip her mask off and begin to vomit onto the floor, before
beginning to sob.

~Damn~ he thought as he moved next to her. Speaking softly, he lifted the Lieutenant off the
floor, while his tail grabbed hold of her respirator. "I'll be back," he called out as he carried Trei
outside and away from the complex.

Setting her done, he took the respirator, "Lieutenant, we're out of there, but you need to put your
mask on," he said starting to put the device on Trei.

(Reply Trei, IYW)
(Posted by Tim)
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(Zertos III - Tellarite Mining Complex SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0836)

She was sobbing on the floor after yaking. She was scared and needed someone to comfort
her. She saw a big cat person gently carry her off the ground and soothe her while trying to put
her respirator back on. She tried to speak to the Catian to thank him for comforting her. She
cuddled him as her set her gently set her down outside the facility.

"Thank you Kitty Kat"

She made motions with her hands like she was a cat saying bye bye to P'Rah.

(Reply P'Rah iyw)
(Posted by Edward)
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(Zertos III/USS Pasteur - SO CPO P'Rah - 0837)

P'Rah watched Trei. Clearly she wasn't feeling well. He picked her up again and made his way
to the Pasteur. Once on board, her placed her in one of the beds while watching the doctor
treat the Commander.

He knelt down next to the lieutenant. "Can I get you anything, Ma'am?" he asked softly. "Some
water, maybe?"
(reply Trei)

P'Rah headed over to the replicator. Glancing at the Commander, the doctor had him wearing a
mask. He returned to Trei with the water and helped her drink it.

"Doctor," he called. "Lieutenant Trei breathed in some of the atmosphere."

(Reply Solace)
(Posted by Tim)

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(Zertos III/USS Pasteur - SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0838)

The cat person carried her and placed her gently on a bed. He spoke softly to her and asked
her if she needed anything. She was quite thirsty and was grateful for him to give her water.
She leaned over the side of the bed to drink slowly. She felt better and relaxed in the bed. She
will need to relieve herself soon. Maybe when the doctor treats her , she can use the bathroom.
She thanked the cat person.

""Thank you Kitty. I feel sleepy.."

She slipped into a dream that she was being taking care of by a cat person. She smiled at the
cat person and wanted to do a cheer for him. She took a cheer stance and started doing a line
of front hand springs cheering "Furry Kitty is so pretty lets have fun in the city. Preetttttttttty
Kiiiiiity."

(Reply P'Rah iyw)
(Posted by Edward)
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(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - Lt.Cal Dogan - 0839)

As Dogan we headed out to discuss the situation with Dr. Solace Trei had come in. The sight
was clearly too much for her. She began to babble at him as if she were a child, a behavior the
Brikar had no time for, nor compassion for.

She fell to the floor, pulled off her respirator, and began to empty the contents of her stomach on
the floor. Dogan sighed, thinking that there was no way he was going to clean that up.
Fortunately, P’Rah came to her rescue. He picked her up, got her respirator, and helped her
outside.

Dogan followed, carefully stepping over the pool of vomit, and watched in time to see
Commander Gregory be transported away. He assumed it was to the Pasteur. He had been
ordered to be ready to leave in twenty minutes. He knew that was a tight schedule to keep.
They had to finish recording the bodies and tagging them. It was going to take time.

=^=Mr. Dogan, just investigate and leave the bodies. We can come back if we need to. We lift
off in 20 minutes.=^=
“As you wish,” Dogan replied and closed the channel. He turned around to see P’Rah drag Trei
onto the shuttle then headed back into the medical building, noting the rover that Gregory
arrived in was still there.

He saw that the team had finished recording the scene, and tags were being set. “Hold on those
tags,” he said. “We’ve been ordered to leave. We have 20 minutes to get back to the Hilary.”

There was a round of groans, but equipment started getting gathered. He went back to the
administration office to check on Hammons.

“Time to bug out, Chief,” he said. “Do you have everything you need?”

(reply Hammons)

Then he stepped back into the ward and took a count of who was remaining. With Hammons
coming from the office, there was Temerity, with his marines and himself, as well as Hammons.
It would be easier to keep track of the five of them.

“Let’s move out,” Dogan said. “Commander Gregory was kind enough to leave us a form of
transport.”

As they moved to the exit there was a sudden chilling… growl… coming from another chamber
they hadn’t explored.

“What was that,” one of the marines said.

The door swung open a creature stalked into the room. It filled the doorway, at over six feet tall
and weighing what looked like 2000 pounds. It had a wolf-like appearance to it, but with the
snout of a pig. The hair seemed more like spikes and had a hue of reddish-orange as if it
glowed. It emanated a feeling. Even Dogan could sense it.

“Everyone out, now,” he said, taking up a position between the creature and the others.

(reply Hammons, Temerity, any)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - CPO Steven Hammons - 0840)

Steven was carrying the case from the lab which due to the strength assist of the armor
reminded him of a feather. ~Yeah, try dropping it on someone's head though and see the
difference. The case wouldn't be ticklish at all.~ Stepping into the med center he noticed that a
kerfuffle was winding down and one of their number was being dragged away.

Dogan came from behind a corner and they nearly ran one another down. Who would have
been more affected? That call was a toss-up.

“Time to bug out, Chief. Do you have everything you need?”

Steven raised the case as he stepped aside. "It's all in here. Last one out is a big pile of rocks."
Nevertheless he fell into step behind the Brikarian with a chuckle. The marines had also hustled
in and were standing by.

"Hello boys, quiet day isn’t it?"

(Temerity, any)

Dogan gave the order to move out but they were hardly on their way before a humungous, pig
snouted, wolfish thing poked it's head through a nearby doorway.

"Hello, what's this? I didn’t order some cheesy, B-rated sci fi flick for the afternoon
entertainment." Hammons quipped.

“What was that?"

"That was my line, get your own."

“Everyone out, now,” Why Dogan tried to interpose himself between the creature and the rest
Steven had no idea, they were well armored while he.... all right, yeah he had his own natural
armor but still...

Steven adjusted the wrist phaser to its highest stun setting, if the critter shrugged that off he had
plenty worse to throw at it. "Lieutenant I suggest you back slowly away with us rather than trying
to play the hero." He noted as he stepped beside him and glared at the creature with his arm
extended.

Being linked with Alaya he had acquired a sensitivity to psychic and telepathic phenomena and
he was definitely getting those vibes here. Something about this thing was aware on a level that
was outside normal experience. "Paranormal anyone?"

He held up his left hand with the case in an 'All stop' motion to the marines. "Hold your fire
gents. This thing is aware and if I were a betting man I'd say it can probably read our intent.
Everyone relax and we may get out of this without a ruckus."

(Reply: Temerity, Dogan)

Steven lowered his right arm. "We come in peace." ~Take us to your wolf-pig leader.~

(Reply: Any)

(Posted by Charles Gatling)
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(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - Lt.Cal Dogan - 0841)


Dogan looked down at Hammons with curiosity and a little frustration. There was going to have
to be a conversation with Lt. Commander T’Mur about crew simply following orders.
"Lieutenant I suggest you back slowly away with us rather than trying to play the hero,”
Hammons said.


Dogan remained silent and held his ground. It wasn’t heroics, but logic. Logically, if the
creature attacked he would, most likely, sustain the least damage. Then a strange look came
over the man. He didn’t look away from the creature but said, “Paranormal anyone?”


~Ineresting.~ Dogan thought. He knew that Hammons was married to a telepath, but had no
idea he had insight to the paranormal, himself.


Hammons held up his hand to inform everyone to stand their ground. "Hold your fire gents. This
thing is aware and if I were a betting man I'd say it can probably read our intent. Everyone relax
and we may get out of this without a ruckus."


Dogan now looked away from the creature and asked, “What do you have in mind?”


He answered by lowering his weapon and saying to the creature, "We come in peace."


Dogan maintained his place and his posture, which had been fairly neutral to begin with. He
was willing to let Hammons do whatever it was he was going to do, as long as he was not in
imminent danger, ie. being attacked. He also noticed the others start to relax their posture a
little.


What happened next was very surprising, which was nothing. The creature looked around the
room at each of the security personnel and marines in the room, almost as if it were confused.
It shook its head a couple of time, then tilted it slightly. Its deep growl began to change to a…
friendlier?... tone. After a minute it turned and returned through door from which it came.


There was a collective sigh that went through the group. Dogan was no less confused than the
others and looked at Hammons. He gave him a slight chuck on the should.


“That’s something you don’t see every day,” he said. “What happened?”


(reply Hammons)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - CPO, Steven Hammons - 0842)
The bump knocked Hammons to the right a bit but his armored suit absorbed any damage it
might have caused such as a sore shoulder.


“That’s something you don’t see every day,” Dogan said. “What happened?”


Steven's reply may or may not have been helpful. "I don't know what, why or even how that
thing is but I could sense it and it wasn't hostile. All I felt was ... concern and sadness."


(Reply: Dogan, Temerity)


"I seem to have some latent ability, it surfaced after I bonded with Alaya." He looked around. "I
wish I had some answers but I don't, sorry. At any rate this looks like a good time to get out of
here."


(Reply: Dogan, Temerity)


Steven hefted the case which is a strong word since it seemed so light and slid past the
doorway the creature had popped out of, the darkness beyond seemed unnaturally thick. The
complex in that direction had already been checked and at the time the lighting had been solid if
a little dim.


Time seemed to slow in the oppressive atmosphere until they exited the complex and stepped
into the sunlight which was only slightly affected by the partial cloud cover overhead. Seeing the
shuttle Steven made tracks for it.


(Reply: Dogan, Temerity, any)
(Posted by Charles Gatling)
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(Zertos 3 - Tellarite Mining Complex - SecO - Lt. Cal Dogan - 0843)


Cal followed the rest of the group out of the complex, still puzzled at what had caused the
creature to back down, and wondering where it went, or even where it came from. However,
nobody else seemed to be concerned, including the marine Lieutenant, so he left with the rest of
them.


They all headed over to the rover that had been left by Commander Gregory. By the time that
Cal got there, the others had taken up enough space that there was no room for him. He
humphed a little then shrugged. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d had to take the stairs when the
turbo lift would not accommodate his mass as well as that of others.
He looked at Hammons and said, “Go with the marines. I will make my way back on foot.”


(reply Hammons)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Zertos III/USS Pasteur - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 0844)


"Doctor," he called. "Lieutenant Trei breathed in some of the atmosphere."

“Om my way, she called back

Quinna moved about the flight deck. “Lt. Corday, I am going to check on the crew in the back,
can you make sure we link up with the Hillary, please?”

(Reply Corday)

Quinna moved to the back and looked around at everyone. She smiled to see Dieter lying down
like a good boy. Then she saw P’Rah. And behind him, Lt. Ariel Trei. “So what is going on?”
Quinna asked walking up to Ariel.

(Reply P’Rah)

“Thank you, Mr. P’Rah for taking care of her.”

Quinna then turned to Ariel. “Ariel, Honey, I need you to wake up,” Quinna said to the form that
was now sleeping.

(Reply Trei)

Quinna noticed that her o2 levels were low. Quinna reached and put a mask on her. She knew
that Ariel was going to have a major headache. “Ariel, tell me what happened.”

(Reply Trei)
(Posted by Kris B)

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(Zertos III/USS Pasteur SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0845)


Ariel was waking up from a dream that she was a teenage girl in a cheerleader uniform doing
front handsprings for a cat person calling him Kitty. She did a cheer for him which sounded like
something she would do back then. She liked to make up random cheers for everything or
anything. She had to do that at Cheer camp so she had experience doing that. As she was
opening her eyes, she felt a mask giving her oxygen and had a serious headache. The doctor
she saw she didn't know. In the state of infection she was, she never seen this woman before. In
reality she knew her as Quinna Solice. So not knowing her in this state she just called her Doc
and had some words for her breakinh her out of the pleasant dream.


"My head hurts. It feels like one time at cheer camp when she was whacked by a megaphone
by accident on a handspring pass. You broke me out of a pleasant dream. I am not happy with
you."


She was asked what happened at the facility. She angrily complied.


"I walked in the facility and saw all the dead bodies. The sight and smell was too much to take
and I ripped off my respirator mask to yak all over the floor. After that I felt really strange like I
was back at cheer camp. How did I get here?"


(Reply Quinna)
(Posted by Edward)
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(Zertos III - 0850 - Entity)

It was lonely. So lonely. Once there were voice. Entities to interact with. Stories to tell and
exchange. Once the thoughts came and there was no loneliness. But that was before.

Time had no meaning. Ephemeral's considered time, but not it. Not All that was clear that it
had not heard the thoughts but its own. It missed the stories. The voices. One by one, the
voices had been silenced till there was nothing but its own thought. It has replayed the stories
over and over, but that even got tedious. It craved new stories, new voices.

The Ephemeral's had showed up. They walked on the planet, searching for something. It had
tried to speak with them. Learn their stories, but to no avail. Their voices were silent, no matter
how much it had tried to interact with them. They were seeking something. Sending strange
waves into the planet. They began to use things to puncture the planet. It didn't understand,
but tried to reach them. It tried to keep them with it.

The first sign of something being wrong was an ephemeral ceased to be. Then another and a
third. It mourned the loss of stories it had not heard before. It even tried to help the
ephermerals.

Then there was nothing again. It was alone.

Till it sensed another group of ephemeral's arrived. These were different than the first group.
The first group had been all the same, but these were all different. It got excited again as it
began to learn more about them.

These ephemerals came to the place where the others had ceased to be. Some of the new
ephemerals were like the old ones, while others were very different. It was surprised as it could
hear some of these new arrivals. The stories were disjointed and confusing, but that was ok.
Here, now, maybe it could finally interact with them and learn their stories. It slowly reached out
to one of the new ephemerals.

(reply none)
(posted by Tim)
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(Zertos III - Tellarite Mining Complex - Marine - 2LT Charles Temerity - 0851)

He then turned to Temerity, “Lt. I need you and the others to take video surveillance of the ward.
Suggestions on disposing of them?”

Looking thoughtful for a couple of moments, Charles replied with a tone of remorse, “We have a
couple of options on what to do with the bodies. The easiest would be to simply bury them. We
can place simple markers with the names of those that can be positively identified and a simple
generic marker on those we cannot identify.” He then paused for a moment before continuing,
“I’ll get a detail together to start digging the graves while myself and the rest of the Marines
move the remains, and we’ll collect the video as we do so.”

(Reply: Hammons iyw)

“I’ll get my Marines together and get rolling on this.” Temerity stated as he began rubbing his
forehead as he moved off.

“I need to go and check on Commander Gregory, and see what Dr. Solace wishes,” he said.
“Secure the area.”

Temerity faced Hammons with a hardened look in his eye, “I don’t know how many folks you
THINK we have down here, but someone will need to prioritize and some folks will have to pitch
in and get their manicures dirty.” And then turned to walk away as he tapped his earpiece
“Marines to the front of the main building. We have a job and none of us are going to like it.”

Even as an NCO, Charles always tried to tell things like he perceived them without candy
coating things. Once the Marines had gathered together, he gave them all a rundown of what
they were going to have to do before he led them inside.

As Temerity along with the rest of the Myrmidons, that were literally boots-on-ground, entered
the lab he heard Hammons quip.

“Time to bug out, Chief. Do you have everything you need?”

Steven raised the case as he stepped aside. "It's all in here. Last one out is a big pile of rocks."

Nevertheless, he fell into step behind the Brikarian with a chuckle. The marines had also hustled
in and were standing by.

"Hello boys, quiet day, isn’t it?"

Temerity had just about had enough of the different holier-than-thou attitudes from various fleet
members, “Mr. Hammons, I am never in a good mood when I have to carry dead bodies,
ANYone’s dead body. So I want to quietly inform you that as my Marines are relocating the
victim’s bodies, we will NOT be digging the graves. So I strongly suggest that you either
assemble a detail to dig the graves for us to respectfully place these victims in or…well lets just
say you would not like the alternative.” Without awaiting a response, he turned and began
giving orders to the Marines to locate stretchers and prepare the bodies to be moved outside.

Dogan gave the order to move out, but they were hardly on their way before a humongous, pig
snouted, wolfish thing poked its head through a nearby doorway.

In response to the sudden, unexpected movement, all the Marines reflexively raised their
weapons prepared to defend.

"Lieutenant I suggest you back slowly away with us rather than trying to play the hero."
Hammons noted as he stepped beside him and glared at the creature with his arm extended.

"Hold your fire gents. This thing is aware and if I were a betting man I'd say it can probably read
our intent. Everyone relax and we may get out of this without a ruckus."

Temerity couldn’t help but think to himself, ‘I’ve about had it with this condescending twatwaffle.
I don’t want to go through another court-martial, but it might be worth it in his case.’ He then
turned to the marines and signaled them to lower their weapons.

Steven lowered his right arm. "We come in peace."

The bump knocked Hammons to the right a bit but his armored suit absorbed any damage it
might have caused such as a sore shoulder.

“That’s something you don’t see every day,” Dogan said. “What happened?”

Steven's reply may or may not have been helpful. "I don't know what, why or even how that
thing is but I could sense it and it wasn't hostile. All I felt was ... concern and sadness."

Charles adjusted his rifle so that it was slinged across his back and stepped up to the animal
and held his hand out, palm up, to allow it to sniff him; just like he would to a dog before
attempting to lightly pet its muzzle.

"I seem to have some latent ability, it surfaced after I bonded with Alaya." He looked around. "I
wish I had some answers, but I don't, sorry. At any rate this looks like a good time to get out of
here."

“We still have a job to do here. You go ahead and do whatever the hell you think you must.”
The Marine lieutenant directed.

Steven hefted the case and slid past the doorway the creature had popped out of.

Charles turned to the Marines, “Alright everyone, dip into your rations and cough up the second
largest item you have that you would feed your pet…if you had one here. Let him sniff you, pet
his muzzle a little and give him the treat. He’s most likely hungry as hell. When that’s done, let's
start getting these bodies out of here.”

As they began moving bodies, Charles could not stop his mind from wandering to the Doers
Brigade and the events that followed that horrific event.
(Reply: Hammons iyw, Any iyw)
(Posted By: Chuck Raschen)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - Pilot - Lt. Arthur ‘Snoopy’ Corday - 0900)

The pain reliever that Dr. Solice had given Arthur took the edge of the throb in the back of his
brain away, but it never really went away. It was like a phantom ache. There but not there,
constantly pressing against the back of his eyes. But he was able to focus.

The twenty minute time frame had passed and Snoopy prepared to take off. As the ship left the
ground he noted that the security team was a little slow to make their way back to the Hilary. He
had a feeling that Dogan was dragging his heels on purpose. After a while he had gotten a feel
for the Brikar and knew that something was bugging him about the scene with the Tellarites.

“Pateur to Hilary,” he opened the comm channel, “we are preparing to head back to the Illuminar
with our… cargo.”

(reply Montero, or anyone at the Hilary)

He began to scan the ion field ahead of him and notice that it had changed. Intensified. He
began to look for alternate routes, but it was fruitless. Finally he turned to Solice and Gregory.

“Dr. Solace, we are not going to be able to leave the planet right now,” he reported.

(reply Solice)

“The ion field has increased,” he said. “In some ways, it’s like a real storm. It has ebbs and
flows. Right now we are at a pinnacle. If we try to get through that right now it will destroy the
shuttle. The Hilary won’t fare any better. For better of worse, we’re grounded. Where would
you like me to put her down?”

(reply Solice, Gregory, Montero)
(posted by Al Muir)
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USS Hillary - Flight Deck - Pilot Vic 'Raid' Montero - 0901)


VIc's sensor panel started going wild. Sliding over to the science station, he began to make
sense of the data when his com badge chirpped.


=^= Pateur to Hilary, we are preparing to head back to the Illuminar with our… cargo.=^= came
Snoopy's voice.
"Copy that Snoopy. Check your scanners," he said.


The field was too strong for them to make it through successfully.


"Computer, extend the scan, how bad is the ion field overall? Is there anyplace where the
density decreases to within safety margins?"


[Working]


Montero watched the sensors as the computer started the scan. Shaking his head he knew
they were here for a while.


[Ionic field is increasing in strength and depth. Speed of spread indicates no successful egress
point at this time]


"Damn," he said as he sent the data to the Pasteur.


"Pasture. Looks like we're here for a while," Montero said. "At least I can get caught up on
finishing the tactical analysis by Nasty and Badger on the latest orion single seat fighters."


(Reply Snoopy, IFY)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0902)

Quinna sat on the flight deck as she was waiting for them to take off. She paid close attention to
the communications around her. The sooner they were back on the ship, the sooner Quinna
could find some answers. All her samples did not show anything that would cause the away
team to get sick.

“Dr. Solace, we are not going to be able to leave the planet right now,” he reported.

“The Ion Storm?” She asked.

“The ion field has increased,” he said. “In some ways, it’s like a real storm. It has ebbs and
flows. Right now we are at a pinnacle. If we try to get through that right now it will destroy the
shuttle. The Hilary won’t fare any better. For better of worse, we’re grounded. Where would
you like me to put her down?”

Quinna turned at looked out the front. “Is there a better place to shield us from the storm?” She
asked.
(Reply Corday)

“Alright, I want us with Hillary. I want to link the shuttles so we can have access to both ships
and I can assess those that are sick on the Hillary.” Quinna looked into Arthur’s eyes. “Are you
sure you can do this?” she did not doubt his ability, just his current physical state.

(reply Corday)

“Alright, Let's get everyone safe,” Quinna ordered.

(reply Corday, any)
(posted by Kris B)
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(USS Pasteur - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0904)


Gregory had been breathing the oxygen mixture to clean the carbon dioxide out of his system
for about 20 minutes. Things were getting clearer as his body got oxygenated again. The
headache was gone.


He stood up with no dizziness. His throat was dry from breathing the forced oxygen. Removing
the mask, he walked the few steps to the replicator and ordered a water. Drinking it down, he
got a second one, and finally a third. Rehydrated, he took stock of where he was. He heard
Quinna's voice on the flight deck along with the pilot. It took a minute for Gregory to remember
his name - Snoopy.
"Alright, I want us with Hillary. I want to link the shuttles so we can have access to both ships
and I can assess those that are sick on the Hillary.” Quinna said as she continued in doctor
mode. “Are you sure you can do this?”


"Status report, Dr. Solice," he said, moving to take the third seat on the flight deck as he noticed
the readouts on the science panel. "This doens't look good."


(Reply Quinna, Snoopy)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Iluminar - Deck 6 - Science Lab 5 - Drs. Gailus Penn and Teller - 0905)

Teller had his feet up on a stool and was studying the board intently. He had recently taken up
the game ‘Go’ and was still devising strategies. Right now, he was ranked as an 11 kyu, and
was playing against a 6 kyu. His opponent had made him make a series of bad moves, as
Teller got greedy and missed he was being setup.

Reaching for his mug, and finding it empty, he got up and headed over to their bar. There he
made a double espresso and added some whiskey to it. Turning his head, he looked at his
partner, “Temba, his arms wide,” he said, holding the mug out.
Penn had watched his friend learn to play his game, but it was a little too abstract for him to
relax with. He preferred simpler pleasers with light reading. He had discovered and replicated
a series of periodicals that gave him more visual enjoyment.

He smiled at Tellers offer and replied, “Picard and Dathon at El-adril.”

As Teller set the mug on his table he held out a periodical entitled, Nude Volleyball, and gave a
similar offer, “Temba his arms wide?”

“Sokath, his eyes opened,” Teller said with a smile. “The professor, on the island, with the
coconut.” His Go game forgotten, the Tamarian began to filp throught the periodical. He sipped
his espresso as he marveled at the athleticism demonstrated by those who’s images graced the
pages of this periodical.

A yellow light started flashing that caught Teller’s attention.

The solar system they were in was on one monitor, and the planet they were circling was on a
second. All manners of different colored lines with corresponding equations were displayed on
the screens. The Tamarian looked at the incoming data with a puzzled frown.

Penn could sense the change in his partners mood and dropped his magazine on the table to
see what was on the monitors. “William Foster at the Burger Stand.”

Teller looked at Penn and tapped the screen. “Asimov on science,” he said.



(Reply None)
(Posted by Al and Tim)
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(USS Pasteur -3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 0906)

"Status report, Dr. Solice," he said, moving to take the third seat on the flight deck as he noticed
the readouts on the science panel. "This doesn't look good."

Quinna turned at looked at Dieter, “And what are you doing?” Quinna moved next to him and
used her hand to move his head to look into Dieter’s eye, “I have everything under control. We
are going to meet the Hillary and lock together until the storm is over.”

(Reply Gregory)

“Now if you are done, you need to go lay back down.” Quinna insisted. “Your eyes are still
dilated as if you still show signs of Intoxication. The effects of co2 are still in your system.”

(Reply Gregory)
“Earlier you were kissing Lt. Corday and calling him Aggie. I am not releasing you medically.
Besides that rash does not seem to be getting any better.”

(Reply Gregory)

“These are Dr. Orders,” Quinna said looking Deiter straight into the eyes.

(Reply Gregory, Snoopy)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0907)


“I have everything under control. We are going to meet the Hillary and lock together until the
storm is over," Quinna said.


Gregory nodded, "I have no doubt Doctor that you have it under control. Good call to get the
two shuttles locked together. We can regroup and review all the data we've collected. By the
way, how is Lieutenant Trei doing, Doctor?" Gregory asked

(Reply Quinna)


“Now if you are done, you need to go lay back down.” Quinna insisted. “Your eyes are still
dilated as if you still show signs of Intoxication. The effects of co2 are still in your system.”

Gregory frowned, "I feel fine," he said, "I free climb so I know how my body responds in low
oxygen environments. I'm ready to tackle K2," Gregory said. "I can't just go lay back down."

Quinna frowned at Gregory. “Earlier you were kissing Lt. Corday and calling him Aggie. I am
not releasing you medically. Besides that rash does not seem to be getting any better.”

"I have no recollection of that event," Gregory said straight faced. He turned the chair back
around. The doctor was not having any of it.

“These are Dr. Orders,” Quinna said looking Deiter straight into the eyes.

Dieter tried to match the doctors stare, but it hurt his head.


"Fine, doctor," he said, "We will do it your way, for now."

He walked to the back of the shuttled, nodded to P'Rah and laid down. His head started hurting
again as did his hand. Maybe the doctor was right.
(Reply Quinna)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - Pilot Vic "Raid" Montero - 0910)


Vic made sure to lock onto the Pasteur so he would know when Snoopy was on final approach.


"Computer, can you predict when the ion storm will abate?"


[Data is inconclusive]


"Of course," he said to himself. ~Better get everyone inside~


Tapping his com badge. "Lieutenant Pex, Ensign Khatri the ion storm has increased in strength.
Commander Solace and the Pasteur are heading back here. Please wrap up your experiments
and get your teams inside."


(reply Pex, Khatri)
(Posted by Tim)
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(Zertos 3 - ACSO Ensign jg Zara Khatri - 0913)


Zara was sitting on a rock, her hands resting in her lap. Watching the engineers do their work to
try to bridge the Hillary transporter to the Illuminar, she wondered why it was taking so long.


Initially excited to be included in the away mission, her first, Zara now couldn't help worry and
wonder if they had stepped into something very bad.


A call came from Montero.


=^=Lieutenant Pex, Ensign Khatri, the ion storm has increased in strength. Commander Solice
and the Pasteur are heading back here. Please wrap up your experiments and get your teams
inside.=^=


Zara sighed. "Acknowledged." So much for that, she thought.
Since the Pasteur was returning, maybe there would be news about the Tellarites. Finding them
was why they were there, but so far, there hadn't been any word.


Still perched on her rock, Zara waited for the engineers.


(reply Pex, any)
(posted by Mary Lou)
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(Zertos III -- Hillary SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0946)


She complied with the orders and breathed with the oxygen mask. After an hour of that, her
head was feeling better. She sensed a presence that was telepathically singing an angry war
song. Her Telepathic skills were not great but she could connect with this presence
Empathically. So she tried to do an integration of the two. The Presence was so angry. Maybe
she can calm it down enough to talk to it. She layed on the bed and tried to contact the
presence.


:: Please calm down. I am listening. Tell me your story please.::


(Reply Entity)
(Posted by Edward)
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(Zertos III - The Entity - 0948)

The sensation was strange. There was mixed group of somewhat cognition and something it
did not recognize. Some form of the output of neural activity as a result of the input of their
experience. It created some kind of physical response from their corporeal vessels. It was
different from the others.

The others had been full of opposition thoughts and something it had come to know as fear.
The fear had been palpable. If it had a sensory organ that would give it so, it would say there
had been a taste to their fear. The fear was so strong hat it had created a physical
manifestation. It was fascinating.

The manifestation seemed to be the cause of teh cesation of several of the corporeal beings.
Of course, they were already going to expire. It was a matter of.... temporal consistency.

Now these new ones had arrived. It could tell that they were going to cease as well. Then they
would leave it alone... again. It didn't want to be alone. It wanted... companionship.

Suddenly something new happened. There was a wrinkle in the neural activity of one of the
beings. It had managed to create a neural path in which the manifestation become
unaggressive. Interesting indeed.
And now, even more neural activity. Intriguing. Alost directed. It had... language.
::Please calm down. I am listening. Tell me your story.::

Story? What is this story. Calm down? What is calm? It reached into the neural pathway and
found a reference to down, That did not make sense. Now reference calm down. Ahhh, it
implies that there is anxiety of or angst. It should clarify.

:: There is no need to be calm. Not ... uncalm. No story. Only blankness... then there was me.
No story. Just lonlieness.::

(reply Trei)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Hilary - Cargo Bay - SPA LT Ariel Trei - 0949)

The Entity for what she knew it as responded to her telepathic attempt to talk to it. It said it was
not clam or uncalm just in a void or just blackness. She sensed that it needed companionship.
She will try her best to fill that desire.

:: If it is companionship you desire, I can help with that. Just talk to me and we can work
together to solve your loneliness.::

She sent soothing thoughts to the entity. She hoped she can help it feel better.

::I am Ariel Trei. I am a Betazoid. Do you know of the species ::

(Reply Entity)
(Posted by Edward)
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(Zertos III -- Hillary/Pasteur -- 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0950)


Gregory tossed and turned on the medical bed. He heard snippets of conversations but it didn't
make any sense. He slept some more and woke up because he was very thirsty. Getting out of
the bed, he blinked a few times before realizing that there were a lot of people on the flight deck.
It was noisy, so he decided to find someplace else quiet. Wandering to the latch connecting the
Hillary and Pasteur, he headed to the other ship. It was quiet there, so he went to the flight deck
and ordered a large cup of water and some hot tea.
Taking his beverages, he moved to sit at the science station. As he sipped his tea, he played
around with the controls and scanners, trying to get a better picture of what was going on. As he
switched the scanners into a swept-tuned mode, and started fiddling with the gain. Suddenly,
there was a blip. Something in a frequency that shouldn't be there. It wasn't possible that he was
picking up both beta waves, around 21 Hz, and theta waves at 4 Hz.
He began a series of calculations, which hurt his brain before he tapped his badge, "Gregory to
Lieutenant Pex and Ensign Khatri, please meet me on the ..." he pauses.
"Err... the Hillary flight deck. I need your opinions on something that just popped up on the
scanners."
He finished the transmission and turned to look at the scanners again. What he had seen was
gone. Maybe he was hallucinating. His head did still hurt, and his hand was starting to bother
him again. Looking at it, the red blotches were looking angry. He better tell the doctor, but she'd
just confine him to bed again, but unless Aggie was there, he wasn't really in the mood to lay
down.
(reply Pex, Khatri)
(Posted by Tim)
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(Zertos III - The Entity - 0952)

What is an Ariel? What is a Trei? What is a Species? The entity knew nothing about anything.
::I am Ariel Trei. I am a Betazoid. Do you know of the species::

::You are the first. You are the last. You are the only. Species unknown:: the entity replied.

(Reply Trei)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 0955)


Gregory turned around at the voice "I'm right here, Commander. We're all right here."


"Excellent, what. Indeed, most fortuitous," he said pointing to the screen. "Tell me Lieutenant
Pex, Ensign Khatri. What does a scan with a peak frequence at 21 hertz, and a second line at 4
hertz tell you?" he asked.


"Commander, Doctor Solice told us you should be resting. Will you let us take you back to the
Pasteur?" Pex said.


"Nonesense and poppycock," he said. "I am fit as a fiddle. Everything is ship shape and Bristol
fashion," he added, pointing to his head. "The little grey cells are firing just fine. In fact, right
there, look right there," he said, pointing to a screen that showed a jagged spikey line with no
clear peaks. "It was there, I tell you. Computer playback the frequency scans over the past
five minutes. Isolate and highlight peaks int he 1 to 25 hertz range."


[Working]


The screen changed and began to replay the scans from the last five minutes. At one point
Gregory points excited at two small peaks above background. "There you see it?"


(Reply Pex, Zara)
(posted by Tim)
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(USS Hillary - ACSO Ensign jg Zara Khatri - 0957)


Pex was studying his engineering test results. Bored, Zara was playing Tetris on her PADD.
The game was hundreds of years old, but she found it to be an excellent challenge to her mind
to think logically and plan ahead for where the different shapes would go.


Lieutenant Commander Gregory, who was also in the room, made a comm call for her and Pex.


Odd, thought Zara.


After Pex pointed out they were there, he urged Gregory to rest, as Doctor Solice ordered. His
response was... odd. Pex was handling it, so she went back to her game.


Zara heard someone coming.


“Dieter Gregory, Just what do you think you are doing?” It was Doctor Solice.


Zara let Pex handle it.


"Have you been eating the magic mushrooms again?” said Solice.


Zara chuckled. On Lorica, they had something similar, a berry from the alpa tree. She smiled
as she remembered the first time she and her friends tried them.


Zara was fifteen and on summer break from school. There were five of them, two boys and two
other girls. Finding a tree in the woods, Gary dared everyone to try them. Knowing it was
wrong, but always willing to conquer a new challenge, Zara went first.


The ripe berries were red and the size of a marble. The juicy, sugary sweet flavor exploded in
her mouth. It took only a few moments for colors to be more intense, for everything to be
brighter and louder, for her mind to feel like it was seeing the deepest secrets of the Universe.


A few hours later, Zara and her four friends were puking their guts out.
Zara chuckled. Focusing again on the scene in the runabout, she waited to see how it played
out, unable to shake the nagging thought something bad was going to happen.


(reply Gregory, Pex, Solice, any)
(posted by Mary Lou)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Lg Tegian Pex - 0958)


"Excellent, what. Indeed, most fortuitous," he said pointing to thescreen. "Tell me Lieutenant
Pex, Ensign Khatri. What does a scan with a peak frequency at 21 hertz, and a second line at 4
hertz tell you?" he asked.


Tegian frowned. "That it's a low frequency sound, at best. Why?" He shook his head, not
understanding the question.


(Reply Gregory)


"Commander, Doctor Solice told us you should be resting. Will you let us take you back to the
Pasteur?" Pex said.


The screen changed and began to replay the scans from the last five minutes. At one point
Gregory points excited at two small peaks above background. "There you see it?"


Doctor Solice joined them on The Hillary as Tegian was talking with Commander Gregory.
“Dieter Gregory, Just what do you think you are doing?” She gave out a motherly irritated tone.


Tegian shrugged and almost chuckled at her tone. "He just wandered in here and began
playing with the controls that regulate our life support systems. When he started hitting buttons,
I locked him out. I don't know what he thinks he's showing us."


Doctor Solice stared at the locked console and said, “I do not see anything. Have you been
eating the magic mushrooms again?”


Tegian said gently, "Doctor, if we move the Commander back to The Pasteur, do you think you
can keep him there? I don't think he's quite alright. And he keeps looking at the rash on his hand
which has gotten worse since the last time I saw it."


(Reply Solice, Gregory, Zara)
(Posted by Keith)
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(USS Pastuer -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0959)


Quinna managed to sit for a few seconds. She talked to a few people but they were mostly
staying away from her. There was nothing they could do but wait. There were plenty of
supplies. Both the replicators and the potties were operational though Quinna had no need for
either one. All was peaceful, or so she thought. “Ma’am” a rough male voice came through
breaking the calm.


“Yes, Mr. Rizzo?”


“It seems that Commander Gregory, Ma’am, has gone off the reservation?” Rizzo replied.


“Excuse me?” Quinna said.


“The Commander has taken it upon himself to leave the Pastuer,” Rizzo replied again.


Quinna bolted out of her seat, a little too quickly than she should have. Her little passenger
gave her quite the kick but then settled down. “Ok, I will go look for him, you need to look after
those resting.


Rizzo left and Quinna made her way from the flight deck of the Pastuer to the Hillary. Looking
around she noticed that all doors to the outside world were still sealed shut.


(USS Hillary -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1002)


Quinna made her way to the flight deck where Dieter was talking. “Dieter Gregory, Just what do
you think you are doing?” Quinna gave out a motherly irritated tone.


(Reply Gregory, Pex, Zara)


Quinna tried to look for what Dieter was looking at, “I do not see anything. Have you been
eating the magic mushrooms again?”


(Reply Gregory, Pex, Zara)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(Zertos III - The Entity - 1003)


The ephemerals flitted about so. Like the strange flying creatures of the planet. It did not
understand the activity. There was no rhyme, no logic, no beauty to it.


It wished to hear the songs again. But still could not.


It slowly started to extend itself. Listening. With all these ephemerals around, surely one must
know the songs.


These ephemerals were different from the previous ones. They were all not the same. That
intrigued it. Probing further, with the skill of a burgler, it began to listen.


And it heard.


It was not the songs. It was nonsensical. The songs it heard were not pretty, not melodic. They
were chaotic, overlapping, hectic. It became sad.


And being sad, began its own song. Slow and mournful. Full of all its
sadness, loneliness.


(Reply any telepath)
(posted by Tim)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 1005)


Quinna shook her head, it was time to move this to the back. First, she pulled out her medical
tricorder. It looked as if his oxygen saturation number was not stabilizing. She hated to sedate
but if Dieter was not going to be a good patient then she would have to.


"Doctor,” The Trill voice called softly to her, “If we move the Commander back to The Pasteur,
do you think you can keep him there? I don't think he's quite alright. And he keeps looking at
the rash on his hand which has gotten worse since the last time I saw it."


Quinna turned at looked at Pex with the ‘What-the-hell-do-you-think-I-have-been-doing’ eyes.
But suddenly her gentle bedside manner was taken over by her pregnancy hormones kicked in.
“Lt, what a brilliant idea. Why did not think of that over the last hour that he has been on the
Pasteur? Does the Commander need medical attention? Wow, I wish I had thought of that.
Thanks for letting me know. Do you know why he is acting this way? He has Carbon Dioxide
poisoning from taking off his mask. His body is not filtering out the CO2 as quickly as I think it
should be. And before you tell me that I need to give him Oxygen, I have been. I have opted
not to sedate him because the best way for him to intake oxygen is to be awake. As for the
rash, that too is not clearing. I need more sophisticated equipment to run the tests to figure out
this conundrum but we are caught in an ion storm that currently has us grounded. I hope you
can understand.”


(Reply Pex, Gregory, Zara)


Quinna turned to Dieter, “Hey, Dieter.” She took his arm to help him. “Time to go back and
rest.” She thought for a moment, “Do I have to tell Aggie that you kissed Snoopy? I have a
picture.” She knew it was caught on surveillance.


(Reply Pex, Gregory, Zara)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - Pilot - Lt. Arthur 'Snoopy' Corday - 1008)


Snoopy could hear the kerfufle in the Hilary through the portal between the two ships. Solice
was giving it to Pex. Her sarcasm was at an all time high. He shook his head thinking about
poor Michael Weston. Still, he knew the old pirate could handle it.


Then he heard his name being mentioned. “Do I have to tell Aggie that you kissed Snoopy? I
have a picture.”


A sigh escaped him as his head dropped. ~I’m never going to live that down.~


(Reply none)
(Posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Hillary - Passenger Deck - CEO - Lieutenant Lg Tegian Pex - 1009)


"Doctor,” The Trill voice called softly to her, “If we move the Commander back to The Pasteur,
do you think you can keep him there? I don't think he's quite alright. And he keeps looking at
the rash on his hand which has gotten worse since the last time I saw it."
Tegian could never seem to get on the right side of Doctor Solice. He'd never been what you
could consider a people person, but for some reason, he always set her off. And this seemed
like it was going to be more of the same. He saw it in her eyes and he mentally sighed before
she let him have it.


“Lt, what a brilliant idea. Why did not think of that over the last hour that he has been on the
Pasteur? Does the Commander need medical attention? Wow, I wish I had thought of that.
Thanks for letting me know. Do you know why he is acting this way? He has Carbon Dioxide
poisoning from taking off his mask. His body is not filtering out the CO2 as quickly as I think it
should be. And before you tell me that I need to give him Oxygen, I have been. I have opted
not to sedate him because the best way for him to intake oxygen is to be awake. As for the
rash, that too is not clearing. I need more sophisticated equipment to run the tests to figure out
this conundrum but we are caught in an ion storm that currently has us grounded. I hope you
can understand.”


Tegian wondered when he'd be able to talk down to people like this and decided that no matter
what, he'd never do it. "Yes, Doctor. I was unaware he had removed his mask, but he was
acting oddly before he left The Hillary to drive around in the Rover while singing songs. He
barked at Ensign Khatri when she showed concern for his rash. I wasn't aware this was all due
to his CO2 levels. It seems like it started before then. But, I do understand that with the
equipment here, you can't do a proper investigation into the cause of the illnesses. Are all the
marines back? Could we ask them to keep an extra eye on the patients to make sure none of
them stray in their condition?"


(Reply Solice)
(Posted by Keith)
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(USS Hillary -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1010)


Quinna sighed. This was no way to keep the crew calm. So maybe Pex did not realize that she
knew the difference between blood and Strawberry Syrup. “Let me apologize, I took what you
told me the wrong way. I know you have no reason to believe that I know what I doing
medically. Probably the same reasons why you feel like you must take command of the
mission. Again my apologies, Mr. Pex.” Quinna’s tone was low and calm. “Mr. Rizzo has filled
me in, Sir. I thought I was” Quinna extenuated the sir. “Unfortunately, until I can get to more
sophisticated equipment, there is not much more we can do. I will take your recommendations
under advisement.”


(Reply Pex)


“Lt. Pex, since I will be busy with the sick crew, I would like your help.” Quinna started.


(Reply Pex)
“As you said, Commander Gregory needs someone to sit with him and keep him off the flight
decks. I need you to do that.” Quinna waited for a reply.


(Reply Pex)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(USS Hillary - Flight Deck - 2/O&COps CMDR Dieter Gregory - 1011)


Gregory spun around in the chair while Dr. Solace and Lieutenant Pex chatted.


"You know, I am right here. I can hear everything you are saying," he said looking at them.
"You can't escape me that easily. Mr. Pex, this will be a great opportunity to share our love of
engineering."


Pausing, "Or we could pay Chess, in our minds." Gregory put his hands to his head, Queens
pawn... 1-d4." he said miming moving a piece on an invisible board.


"Your move, Mr. Pex."


(reply Pex, Solace)
(Posted by Tim)
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(USS Hillary -- Passenger Deck -- CEO - Lieutenant Lg Tegian Pex -- 1012)


Quinna sighed. This was no way to keep the crew calm. So maybe Pex did not realize that she
knew the difference between blood and Strawberry Syrup. “Let me apologize, I took what you
told me the wrong way. I know you have no reason to believe that I know what I am doing
medically. Probably the same reasons why you feel like you must take command of the
mission. Again my apologies, Mr. Pex.” Quinna’s tone was low and calm. “Mr. Rizzo has filled
me in, Sir. I thought I was” Quinna extenuated the sir. “Unfortunately, until I can get to more
sophisticated equipment, there is not much more we can do. I will take your recommendations
under advisement.”


Tegian's face went white at the Doctor's words. "Commander!" He paused. "I didn't mean for you
to think I was taking command. My apologies ma'am. I will place myself under the custody of
one security until such time as you can have me brought up on charges for mutiny, ma'am!"


Tegian stood straight at attention.
The rest of the Doctor's comments were lost to Tegian as he began a downward spiral in his
head. ~ How could I have usurped the authority of Doctor Solice? What was going to happen to
him now?~


(Reply Solice)
(Posted by Keith)
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(USS Hillary -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1013)

 "Commander!" He paused. "I didn't mean for you to think I was taking command. My
apologies ma'am. I will place myself under the custody of one security until such time as you
can have me brought up on charges for mutiny, ma'am!"

“Oh, I think that is a bit excessive. Don’t you, Mr. Pex”

(Reply Pex)

Quinna noticed that Pex has zoned out a bit. “Mr. Pex” Quinna touched his shoulder to get his
attention.

(Reply Pex)
“Chalk this up to a learning experience. But for now, I need your help. I need you to stay with
Commander Dieter on the passenger deck and make sure he stays there.”

(Reply Pex)

“You can get to know how people work on the ship after we get back. We just need to get
everyone home.”

(Reply Pex, IYW)
(Posted by Kris B)
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(USS Hillary -- Passenger Deck -- CEO - Lieutenant Jg Tegian Pex -- 1015)

Commander Solice's reaction wasn't what Tegian expected. “Oh, I think that is a bit excessive.
Don’t you, Mr. Pex”

"No Ma'am. I'm following Starfleet regulations. But, you're my commanding officer, ma;am. If
you don't wish to press charges, that's your choice," replied Tegian. Pex, meanwhile, was
roiling inside, quite upset at Tegian. ~I know, Pex, I'm sorry. I didn't know I was giving her
commands.~

Quinna reached out and nudged Tegian out of his contemplation. "Mr Pex."

Tegian snapped out of his conversation with Pex and snapped to attention. "Yes ma'am. As you
wish."
The Commander continued her orders. “Chalk this up to a learning experience. But for now, I
need your help. I need you to stay with Commander Dieter on the passenger deck and make
sure he stays there.”

Tegian didn't want to argue, but he felt he needed to clarify. "So, you wish me to abandon my
attempts to get the transporters working, Ma'am?"

(Reply Solice)

And then the Commander added, “You can get to know how people work on the ship after we
get back.
We just need to get everyone home.”

The last little bit made no sense to Tegian, except for getting everyone back to the Illuminar.

"Yes. Ma'am. What's the status of our other pilot? Pex was a shuttle pilot in a former host. I can
tap into those memories and skills, if need be," offered Tegian.

(Posted by Kris B)
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(Ixhal -Corridor – MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev and Operations Backup Officer Ensign Tavay - 1106)

Tavay stepped out onto the Ixhal along with Dr. Kylle. She made sure he was within a grasp of
her hand, “We best be moving along, Dear.” Tavay said. She kept one hand ready to grab Stev
and the other ready to grab a phaser.

“Of course,” Stev smiled. “Whatever you say, Honey.”

“Perhaps you should let me take the lead, Dr.” Tavay started, “You never know what is around
the corner.”

Kyllee paused mid step and frowned. The eerie feeling was way too similar to the Rhyne. He
ushered her to lead on.
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(Ixtal - Deck 5 Corridor- CSec/Tac - Lt. Commander T'Mur - 1108)

As they walked boh T’Mur and Sekal ran tricorder sweeps of the area. Sekal was, of course,
looking for scientific information, where T’Mur was more tactically based, looking for life signs
and energy signatures that might indicate weapons.

Sekal noted that atmosphere of the ship was well within normal parameters. Then he noted, "A
transitory molecular reading in the lower order of bandwidth of the Planck's constant. Non
ionizing and not biologically based." He paused for a moment and said, "This was not noted on
the shuttle scans of the ship."

T’Muir changed her display and acknowledged the information with a nod, “The readings from
the Illuminar are still somewhat inconsistent from the distance due to the ionize atmosphere.
But the signature of the dust particles appear to have a similar ionic reading as the atmospher of
the planet.

"It lasted for only milliseconds,” Sekal said. "We should quicken our pace."

They quickly made their way to the bridge. T’Mur went back to scanning for life, with no results.
As they walked Sekal commented about possible theories to the missing crew. None of it
seemed logical to either of the Vulcans.

“It would be irrational to assume that the ship was locked in the ionosphere and unable to send
a message when all of its systems are functional," Sekal said.

T’Mur agreed, “It would only be logical to assume that the ship was… hiding from being
discovered by unsuspecting ships.”

The door to the lift opened admitting them to the bridge.

He was moving to the command chair when he received a hail.


=^= Ssvresh to Captain Sekal. I’ve reached the engine room. The hull appears largely
undamaged, structurally sound, and the main power core is operational with the minimal draws
on it given the lack of active systems – not powered down, just... waiting. I am going to attempt
to warm up the propulsion systems. =^=


"Acknowledged." He noted as he tapped a button on the arm of the chair to activate the
command and control sub- menu. "Navigational controls are currently locked therefore we will
be going nowhere until they are freed. Prioritize thrusters and the impulse engines. Once we
have control we will maneuver to a higher orbit and out of the ionic interference."


(Reply: Ssvresh)


Looking at the holographic menu which appeared eight inches above the chair arm he noted the
numerous commands prompts listed, alerts, intra-ship communications, override commands and
log folders. Attempting the overrides could wait until he had delved into what had been occurring
on the ship and the reason for its current condition.


"The warp drive engine is of secondary concern. Continue as you are and notify me when the
thrusters and impulse drive are available. I require a full diagnostic on the warp drive before we
begin drawing power from it."


(Reply Ssvresh)


 Having signed off he tapped the logs folder and selected the latest, he could work backward
from there if necessary.
Sekal stepped back and to the side as a figure appeared in the command chair, Tellarite as
expected.


 The Tellarite Commander was shouting something as he looked toward the forward
viewscreen, Sekal's eyes followed but there was of course no activity in the area of helm and
navigation or the viewer. The Vulcan CO was also not conversant in the Tellarite native tongue
which the officer was using so he took hold of the tricorder and activated its translator feature.


(Reply: Ghosts of Tellarites past, T'Mur, more reports)
(Posted by Charles Gatling)
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(Ixtal – Engine Room – SecO- Ensign Larry 'Lucky' Day – 1115)

Larry breathed a sigh of relief when they made it to the Engine Room without any problems. In
fact, it was a little too easy, which, of course, made him uneasy. The door to the engineering
section opened and Larry stepped in, phaser drawn and ready. But there appeared to be
nobody else there. And the only sounds in the room were the beeps and bloops of the monitors
in the room.

He ushered the Selay inside and watched as he went to work. He won't say that the sight of a
giant snake-like creature, walking around, did not make him feel... weird. However, it was not
the strangest thing that he'd seen nor that he'd experienced... this year. He took solace in the
knowledge that at least he, Ned, and Dusty were starting to hang out together more. It wasn't
like it was before, but it was better.

Ssvresh contacted the captain to give his report. He explained the condition of the hull and
power. He suggested firing up the propulsion system, but the captain told him that he would
rather have thrusters and impulse control.

Larry thought it was the same thing, but what did he know? He was only security. he didn't
have the vast technical knowledge of engineers and command staff. When Ssvresh was done
with his conversation with the captain he looked over at Day.

Gesturing to a bulkhead plate he said, "Could you give me a hand removing this access plate?"

Larry shrugged, "Sure."

He moved over to the plate and picked up a hyper spanner. Attaching the tool to the bolts he
began to unscrew them. When it came to the last bolt he had a little trouble. It was as thought
a weight was on the plate. He pushed back against the plate and finally got the last bolt out.

When Larry stepped back, the plate crashed to the floor and something tumbled out of the
interjunction. When he stepped back towards the item he realized that it was a Tellarite body.

(reply Ssvresh)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Ixtal - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSO CMDR T’Mur - 1118)

As they stepped on the bridge and surveyed the area. It was in disarray, but did not appear to
show signs of damage or a battle. With the exception of the PADDs strewn about, some of
which were damaged.

"Access the security logs and attempt to determine if there was an armed ingresion or internal
uprising,” Sekal told T’Mur.

“Yes, sir,” T’Muir replied and headed over to the what appeared to be the security station.

The system was far from state of the art, but whoever had been in charge of it knew how to lock
out their data. Fortunately T’Mur was just as adept as finding ways around such measures.

She heard Sekal behind her call out, "Flight controls are locked. Before attempting to free them I
am going to attempt to access the command logs."

She had already started the security logs. She found the most recent log and played it.

[A majority of the crew have been affected. As a precaution we transported as many of the
unaffected to the surface in hopes that they can survive long enough to explain what has
happened here. Communication systems are no longer functioning, fried by the last ion flare
from the planet. The ship has been positioned so that only someone actually looking for u will
find us. Hopefully they’ll have better luck than we had. End log.]

T’Mur turned her head and looked at Sekal with a raised eyebrow. “That did not sound like a
positive report,”

(reply Sekal)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Ixtal – Engine Room – ACEO Ensign Ssvresh – 1119)


=^=Prioritize thrusters and the impulse engines. Once we have control we will maneuver to a
higher orbit and out of the ionic interference.=^=


Ssvresh nodded and stepped across to access the engineering feed on the sublight propulsion
systems as the Captain continued giving orders: =^=The warp drive engine is of secondary
concern. Continue as you are and notify me when the thrusters and impulse drive are available.
I require a full diagnostic on the warp drive before we begin drawing power from it.=^=


"Sublight first, and a full warp dianostic, aye.”
As the channel closed, Ssvresh turned to his team mate, "Could you give me a hand removing
this access plate?"


"Sure."


Tuning his tricorder to interface with the ship’s engine feeds, Ssvresh watched as the security
officer unscrewed the bolts. The last bolt strained but eventually gave way and as the access
plate crashed to the deck it was followed by a humanoid body.


“This Tellarite has been dead for some time.” Doing his best to push the body from his mind
and focus on his task, Ssvresh reached into the access hatch and began to trace the ODN
relays feeding the main thruster assembly.


As he entered the hatch, leaving the security officer behind with the dead Tellarite, Ssvresh
began to draw together a picture of the main thruster arrangements. Unfortunately the main
thrusters had been severed from the ship’s computer – possibly the last act of the individual now
gracing the engine room floor. The Selay Ensign began tracking back to the hatch, readying to
tap his commbadge when it alerted him to an incoming message:


=^=All personnel evacuate to the shuttle immediately.=^=


Standing up again In the main engine room, Ssvresh looked at the security officer, who had just
had the same message. “Looks like the impulse manifold will have to wait. Let’s get back to the
shuttle.”


(Reply SecO Day if wanted)
(Posted by MCD)
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(Ixhal - Sickbay – MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev and Operations Backup Officer Ensign Tavay -- 1119)

Stev followed Tavay to the medical center of the ship. He couldn’t shake that familiar feeling
and sense of doom. It was times like these that he wished he had the belief in the prophets he
used to have… before. When they entered Tavay stopped short and Stev nearly fell over her.

Tavay stopped at the entry into sickbay. She had never seen so much death before. Her
grandparents, who were ex-Tal Shiar, had spent time trying to get her use to the carnage but
nothing could prepare her for this scene. A room full of death.

“What’d you stop so…” his voice trailed off as he began to scan the room with his eyes. There
were a dozen bodies, some laying on what could only be described as biobeds, some sitting on
the floor. None of them were alive. The ones on the floor look like been looking for a place to
die.
“It is a shame. So much death.” Tavay made herself more alert to her surroundings. “Doctor,
Do you know what you are looking for?” she asked. She thought maybe she could help.

Stev shook his head. “I didn’t know before this. Now I’m even less certain. I suppose now we’re
looking for any medical reports. Any clues as to what went on here.”

He tapped his comm badge, “Kyllee to Captain Sekal, I believe I may know where most of the
crew are.”

(reply Sekal)

“There are twelve Tellerites here in the med center,” he reported. “They’re all dead. I cannot tell
you how they died yet. Some look like they just… died. Others look as though they suffered
some kind of trauma. I can give you a better assessment shortly.”

(reply Sekal)
(Posted by Kris B. and Al M.)
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(Ixtal - Deck 1- Bridge - CO, Captain Sekal - 1120)


[... that is an order, we have no choice. Evacuate the ship immediately. I'm going nowhere, I'm
already dying.]


The figure coughed convulsively as he bent over and the image disappeared.


His eyes were drawn to a dark spot on the floor mere inches before the command chair and the
tricorder was scanning as he crouched over it. "As I surmised."


=^= Kyllee to Captain Sekal, I believe I may know where most of the crew are.=^=


He replied to the hail. "Please continue."


=^= There are twelve Tellerites here in the med center, they’re all dead. I cannot tell you how
they died yet. Some look like they just… died. Others look as though they suffered some kind of
trauma. I can give you a better assessment shortly. =^=


"Quickly doctor, we may not have much time."


(Reply: Kylee iyw)
His attention was drawn to a log being played from the security console.


[... as a precaution we transported as many of the unaffected to the surface in hopes that they
can survive long enough to explain what has happened here. Communication systems are no
longer functioning, fried by the last ion flare from the planet. The ship has been positioned so
that only someone actually looking for us will find us. Hopefully they’ll have better luck than we
had. End log.]


“That did not sound like a positive report.”


"Indeed, take the helm." he said as he returned to a standing position and switched off the
tricorder.


He engaged his communicator. "Doctor Kylee there is evidence of a contagion aboard, we may
already have been infected."


(Reply: Kylee)


He signed off and addressed T'Mur. "Communications will be a priority once we are clear of the
interference."


(Reply: T'Mur)


He activated the override command on the holographic display and spoke.


"Federation Star Fleet override Alpha 6, 5. Captain Sekal, override code Omicron, Beta 5, 3
blue. Transfer command and control to my order."


The sound of the klaxon was accompanied by the flashing of the red alert lamp.


[Unauthorized override access request detected. Self destruct has been initiated. Self destruct
in 10 minutes.]


He raised an eyebrow and attempted to countermand the sequence. "Computer, Star Fleet
command override Alpha, Ceti 3, code blue, subset 5A."


[Unauthorized override request, self destruct in 8 minutes.]
He slapped his combadge. "All personnel evacuate to the shuttle immediately."


(Reply: All)


He fell into step behind T'Mur as they raced for the turbolift.


(Reply: T'Mur, all)


(Posted by Charles Gatling)
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(Ixhal - Medical Center - MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev - 1121)

=^= Quickly doctor, we may not have much time.=^=

“I’ll work as fast as I can,” the doctor said as he started towards the bodies.

He began to scan the ones on the floor first. Clearly their body systems had broken down.
Some looked like their organs had simply melted. What was odd was the lack of decomposition
after the death.

Typically the bacteria that lives inside all living things continues to consume the body, releasing
gasses. This had not happened. It was as if even the bacteria had been killed.

He moved to the bodies on the beds. These ones were a bit more morose. Blood had seeped
from their orifices; eyes ears, nostrils, mouths. Whatever had killed them was no natural
phenomenon. Nor had it been some kind of a concerted attack. When he was younger he had
been to a colony where there had been an outbreak of a form of hemorrhagic fever that wiped
out the colony. They had not been able to save a single soul.

Looking over at Tavay he saw her about to touch one of the bodies.

“No!!” he yelled over at her. “Don’t touch that.”

(reply Tavay)

“I don’t know for sure,” Kyllee said, “but if I didn’t know any better I’d say all of these Tellerites
had been infected by a virus.”

As if on cue his comm badge beeped. =^=Doctor Kylee there is evidence of a contagion aboard,
we may already have been infected.=^=
He tapped his badge, “I was just about to tell you the same thing. Some kind of a plague. And I
can’t be sure that it is restricted to Tellarite anatomy, nor what it might do to us.”

(reply Sekal)

“Tavay and I are going to try to download all of the medical logs now. I would not recommend
staying here much longer.”

Sekal signed off and the two of them went to the medical computers to access the logs. As
they began the process a klaxon went of and the ship went into a red alert. Stev nearly jumped
out of his skin, which was already crawling.

=^= All personnel evacuate to the shuttle immediately.=^=

Stev looked at Tavay with wide eyes, “That doesn’t sound good.”

It was imperative that he got that medical information now. They may not get another chance.

(reply Tavay)

Tavay finally practically dragged Kyllee from the room. They ran down the corridor to the lift and
from the lift to the shuttle.
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(Ixtal - Deck 1 - Bridge - Csec/Tac- Lt. Commander T’Mur - 1122)

T’Mur sat at the helm controls and began to bring power to them. It was as if everything on the
ship had been set in what Sienna might call “sleep mode.” Meaning they were rendered
inactive purposefully. It didn’t take long for her to get them back up and functional.

"Communications will be a priority once we are clear of the interference," Sekal said to her.

“Logical,” was all she said.

Then she accessed the maneuvering thrusters. The ship shuddered as it worked at pulling
away from the gravitational influence of the planet and the electromagnetic interference of the
ionic storm, which seemed to be on an ebb. As the ship began to back away from its position
Sekal attempted to get control of the command functions. Suddenly a klaxon began to scream
at them, and a red alert flashed.

[Unauthorized override access request detected. Self-destruct has been initiated. Self-destruct
in 10 minutes.]

Sekal tried again. "Computer, Star Fleet command override Alpha, Ceti 3, code blue, subset
5A."
[Unauthorized override request, self-destruct in 8 minutes.]

That was bad. It seemed every time he tried to gain access the time of the self-destruct
decreased.

"All personnel evacuate to the shuttle immediately."

The teams confirmed their orders. T’Mur locked down the guidance system again, shaking her
head, and headed to the turbo lift with Sekal right behind her.

As they stepped onto the lift T’Mur stated the obvious, “That did not go as well as I had
planned.”

(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Pilot Cockpit - Csec/Tac- Lt. Commander T’Mur - 1125)

As they stepped off the turbo lift they ran down the corridor towards the access hatch that led to
the shuttle. T’Mur opened the hatch and they moved to the pilot controls, preparing the shuttle
to leave as the others arrived.

She tapped her comm badge, “T’Mur to away team, we must evacuate in the next three
minutes.”

(reply Ssvresh, Kyllee, Day, Tavay, Winters, Koks)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Ixtal - Deck 6 - Astrometrics -SecO- Ensign Koks - 1123)

Koks watched as Winters did his scientific magic. Koks himself was of a warrior caste and his
scientific knowledge was more based in weapons and shielding rather than the intricacies of
astrometrics or xenogeology. He even had some knowledge of anatomy and physiology. But
this task of Winters was outside his area of expertise.

"Activate the central station please Koks." Winters ordeeed his.

The Andorian nodded and went to the central computer consoles. He began to activate the
stations. Then he stepped back and watched. He listened as Winters explained what he was
seeing, although he had to admit he understood little of it.

"Fluctuations in ionic interference might be to blame under normal circumstances but the data
blocks show no signs of degradation due to interference."

"What does all of that mean," Koks asked.

"I don't know yet, this will require more digging into but the Captain will want to be informed of
this, you can call him while I'm trying to sort this out."

Koks turned and moved to his hand towards his comm badge when a klaxon sounded.

=^= All personnel evacuate to the shuttle immediately.=^=
Koks looked at Winters then stepped forward. “Sorry Ensign no more time. We have to leave.”

(reply Winters)

Once he had gathered up his ward they headed to the turbo lift and to the shuttle.

(reply Winters)
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(Ixtal - Deck 6 - Astrometrics -SciO- Ensign Skashe (Sky) Winters - 1124)


=^= All personnel evacuate to the shuttle immediately.=^=


Skashe's head shot up, he had known the Captain for a couple of years now and rarely been
exposed to that curt, do it now tone. Whatever had happened was no joke.


“Sorry Ensign no more time. We have to leave.”


"If you think I'm going to argue with you Koks then you have a screw loose." As Koks turned he
picked up a nearby Padd and with a few quick strokes began downloading the data blocks he
had been examining before legging it out to catch up with the security officer. Once the
download started it wouldn't stop while they were on the ship, it would pull from the nearest
computer access point until the download was complete.
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(Leif Erikson - Passenger Compartment -SciO- Ensign Skashe (Sky) Winters - 1128)


The CO had waved them through the airlock as he and T'Mur verified all were accounted for.


Skashe checked the PADD as he took a seat and noted that the download was nearing
completion.


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(Posted by Charles Gatling)
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(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - MO- Dr. Kylle Stev - 1129)

When they got into the shuttle he noted that they were the last to arrive.

“Sorry,” Kyllee apologized, “but I needed those medical records.”
Stev sat next to Tavay and reached out for her hand in comfort, almost automatically. “Thanks,”
he told her, looking into her eyes.

(reply Tavay, Sekal, any)
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(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - MO- Dr. Kylle Stev - 1131)


“I hope you do not infuriate your lady, like me today,” Tavay said angrily.


Stev frowned at the comment and looked at his feet when he said, “I probably did far worse
when she was alive.” He reached up and touched his ear where the earring she had given him
at their wedding used to hang.


Tavay froze for a moment and when Stev looked back at her he could see the regret in her
eyes. “She and my daughter both died on the Rhyne.”


“Sorry,” she said. “I do have your back.”


Stev nodded and worked past his feelings. This was not the time to fall apart. He pulled out his
PADD and began to go through the medical files they downloaded. He was able to find the
information about the crewmen in the medical center.


As he looked from patient to patient he was starting to see the commonalities of the symptoms.
He shook his head in disbelief. Their ship was a mining ship and the medical facilities available
were not… state of the art. He needed more information but what he was looking at right now
chilled him to the bone.


Suddenly he pulled out his medical tricorder and began to scan himself, then Tavay, then one by
one the others. Finally he made his way to the cockpit, adjusting the tricorder for Vulcan
anatomy and scanned the Captain and security chief.


“Captain,” he said softly, “I’ve got some bad news.”


(reply Sekal)


“I was right,” Kyllee said. “Those miners did not meet their end In violence. Or at least, not the
type of violence you might be considering. It was an internal battle. Look here…”. He showed
his readings on the PADD.
“As you can see there are many similarities,” he changed the view, “and many differences in the
way these bodies broke down. It appears, at first, to be some kind of hemorrhagic fever. But if
you look here…” he changed the view again, “I believe these were the Tellarites in the floor. It
looks like their cells were all completely oxygen deprived. Their cells literally suffocated.”


(reply Sekal)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(Ixtal - Deck 6 - Primar Docking Egress - CO, Captain Sekal -- 1128)


The doctor and his assigned security had just exited the port, he turned and motioned T'Mur to
proceed him when something, a feeling hit him out of nowhere. It seemed as though he
remembered sensing the fringe of it while on the ship, an oppression like a dark cloud, a hint of
sadness.


 Now as he turned to enter the shuttle it descended on him full force causing him to turn and
look back as tears sprang unbidden to his eyes, an involuntary reaction to a previously and
relatively unknown emotion. Pets pass while one is young, fathers go off to space leaving
behind an empty space into which emotion drains longing and despair.


This emotional well however closed in from all around, seeming to hang in the very air which
dripped tears. One million beings in mourning may have approached the clinging sensation.
Hundreds, thousands may have been overcome by it, their joints locked and staring eyes fixed
on nothing.


(Reply: Any)


He shook his head as though to clear it from an emotional vise and forced himself to move
against the veil of sadness which drained the strength from his limbs, stumbling through the
hatch and falling to his knees in the aisle as the blur of faces, turning to look at him with concern
played out before him.


"Cast off!" He croaked as loudly as he could, his voice carrying to the cockpit.


(Reply: T'Mur)


There was a jolt as the Leif Erickson detached from the ship and accelerated away, he fought to
his feet, shrugging off the hands that were attempting to help.


"We must get far away quickly."
(Reply: Any)


The shuttle lurched and he was thrown into a spin, he caught the back of a seat with his left
hand which kept him from being catapulted across two of the crew, instead he stumbled
forward, catching the jam of the door to the pilot cabin and managed to push himself to the
navigators chair which he dropped into.


(Reply: T"Mur)


His fingers danced over the controls bring up an aft view of the screen of the Ixtal's plasma
cloud continuing to expand, the brightness of it caused the screen to reduce its brightness to
compensate for the flash. The overwhelming sadness decreased with distance, fading out as
they exited the storm and leaving emptiness behind.


“Captain, I’ve got some bad news.”


He turned his head to see that the doctor was extending his Padd and he watched closely as he
skipped through the readings and images he had taken.


“I was right, Those miners did not meet their end In violence. Or at least, not the type of violence
you might be considering. It was an internal battle. Look here…As you can see there are many
similarities, and many differences in the way these bodies broke down. It appears, at first, to be
some kind of hemorrhagic fever. But if you look here…I believe these were the Tellarites in the
floor. It looks like their cells were all completely oxygen deprived. Their cells literally suffocated.”


Sekal's eyes left the PADD to catch Kyllee's. "I am invoking quarantine doctor, all aboard the
shuttle will be isolated from the rest of the ship until it is determined whether we are infected
with or are carriers of the contagion."


(Reply: Kyllee)


He turned and opened a channel. "Illuminar this is the Leif Erikson. Quarantine protocols are
hereby initiated. Prepare to transport all aboard to the isolation ward upon our return. I repeat,
quarantine protocols are in effect. No crew are to come into contact with those on the Leif
Erikson without full biohazard equipment and the shuttle is to be quarantined on deck until it can
be safely sterilized."


(Reply: Illuminar, any)
(Posted by Charles Gatling)
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(Shuttle Leif erickson - Pilot Cockpit - Csec/Tac- Lt. Commander T’Mur - 1129)


The sensation struck T’Mur like slap in the face. She had felt it before… from Sienna. It was a
sense of despair and sadness. She glanced over at Sekal for a moment but he seemed
completely focused.


The “feeling” was not from anyone on the shuttle. It was from… outside. For a moment she felt
the urge to cry, but managed to contain herself. Then she had a desire to find her mate and hold
her for an unmeasured amount of time. She needed to feel her love.


Sekal’s voice brought her attention back to what she was doing. "Cast off!" His voice seemed
strained as well.


“Casting off,” she said, once again focused. But that feeling of loss still nagged at her.


She released the docking clamps and veered the shuttle away from Ixtal at half impulse. It took
a moment for the inertial dampeners to kick in. Suddenly there was a lurch as if something had
struck the shuttle.


She heard Sekal saying, "We must get far away quickly." Then he appeared at the navigator's
seat.


T’Mur was already accelerating to full impulse, but it was barely keeping them ahead of the
shockwave of the Ixtal’s explosion. Tendrils of energy licked at the shuttle's nacelles, causing it
to buck and spin.


T’Mur looked at the captain briefly then turned back to her controls, “We are getting caught up in
the outer limits of the Ixtal’s warp core breach, but will be clear soon.”


True to her word the ship regained full control. There had been a glow growing around the
shuttle that subsided and T’Mur was able to slow the shuttle down to make the ride smoother.


Dr. Kyllee appeared to deliver his news. The feeling of despair seemed to lessen just in time for
their own to begin.


“I am invoking a quarantine doctor,” Sekal said, “all aboard the shuttle will be isolated from the
rest of the ship until it is determined whether we are infected with or are carriers of the
contagion."
Stev nodded, “A … logical action. I’ll start preparing the others.” Then he went back to the
passenger section as Sekal gave his orders to the Illuminar.


Five minutes later T’Mur parked the shuttle on the bay plating. She tapped her comm badge.


“T’Mur to Commander Verin, we back on the main Shuttlebay. Commence medical transport
when ready.”


(reply Verin, Aggie)
(Posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Iluminar - Deck 1 - Bridge - FO Commander Sienna Verin - 1130)


Sienna had paced the Bridge, back and forth, the entire time that the Captain was aboard the
Ixtal. She had ops and security monitoring the ship while engineering was still trying to break
through the interference between the planet and the Illuminar.


Looking around the Bridge, she was surprised to realize that she was the only senior officer still
aboard. Everyone here was one of the junior officers, the ones that usually stood night and relief
shifts, or worked tirelessly with making sure the Illuminar was up to snuff and performing well.


It was really just a distraction, trying to distract herself that two of the most important people in
her life were aboard the Ixtal - Sekal and her mate T'Mur. Something tickled the back of Sy's
mind. Some flash of something remembered. She was mated to a vulcan and the distance was
well within her sensing range. Her heart seemed to be beating too fast, as the message came
in:


=^=Illuminar this is the Leif Erikson. Quarantine protocols are hereby initiated. Prepare to
transport all aboard to the isolation ward upon our return. I repeat, quarantine protocols are in
effect. No crew are to come into contact with those on the Leif Erikson without full biohazard
equipment and the shuttle is to be quarantined on deck until it can be safely sterilized.=^=


"Illuminar acknowledges, Captain. Welcome Home, even if it's under these circumstances. Sit
tight and we'll get you sorted. Verin out."


Sienna ended the connection, then tapped her comm badge, "Bridge to Medical. The shuttle
returning needs all aboard transported into isolation and decontamination." Including her mate.
Sienna would not think about that while she was issuing her orders.
<reply medical>


"Operations," She addressed the officer sitting there, who she recognized as their android,
"Interface with Engineering and get that shuttle sterilized. Quickly." Sy hit her comm badge,
"Bohb, this is Verin. The Captain has declared a biohazard quarantine and I need the shuttle
they are going to be docking to be sterilized asap. I'm sending the android to assist you."


<reply Bohb, Ops>


Sienna's eyes brushed over the young woman who was manning the science station. The plant
biologist that Luma had insisted on for caring for her roses. "Miss Winters, I know you are
scanning everything, but your expertise with plant viruses and parasites might come in handy
here. Liason with the teams and see what you can find. I'll try to get more information soon,
have a direction to look in."


Celiste nodded, swallowing nervously as she turned her sensors towards the shuttle. Right now
Sienna's attention was on getting the Captain and her mate cleared and the team back aboard.
By the blessed Goddess, she was tired. She had been tired ever since awakening. It was then
that Sy realized that Celiste's brother was on that shuttle.


One more call, "Mr. Laredo, can you make your way down to medical and see if you can be
some help in the decontamination protocol. Maybe you and Luma can sense something," Sy's
voice said it was a remote possibility but one that she was willing to entertain. Besides she knew
that as a counselor trained by Riven Mias, he would be able to soothe frayed tempers and keep
the teams mental outlook more positive. Sometimes that was what did the trick.


Sitting back down in the CO's chair, Sy leaned back, wished for more coffee and hoped, hoped
that all would come back negative. She had one of those feelings that something wasn't quite
right.


(reply bohb, ops, medical, laredo, any)
(posted by Mel)
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(USS Iluminar - Deck 5 - Sickbay - Dr. Agnes Vanderstein - 1132)


Aggie had been taking the quiet calm of sickbay to read up on recent medical journals. She
found that new vaccinations were available for Cardassian influenza. Many that were not
Cardassian have gotten sick from the stain and died. It had been localized to Cardassian
Prime.


The silence was a golden moment around here, however, it was soon to be disrupted.
"Bridge to Medical. The shuttle returning needs all aboard transported into isolation and
decontamination."


“Yes, Ma’am.” Aggie replied, “We will be ready.”


Aggie turned to the Medical team that was in the area. “Looks like we have our work cut out.
Let's get an isolation ward established. Let's get them some privacy. We can establish isolation
in holodeck 1.”


Sickbay started jumping as staff and supplies were getting moved and set up in the holodeck.
There the passengers could be beamed straight into isolation.


“Dr. Vanderstein to Commander Verin. Holodeck 1 is set up to receive the crewmen from the
shuttle. All they need is to be beamed straight over.”


(Reply Verin)


“Yes, Ma’am.” Agnes replied.


She looked around as the Medical team was busy. She picked up her own set of supplies and
started sorting things away. “Looking around, We need an onsite lab to conduct tests. I hope I
am over-preparing.”


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(Posted by Kris B)
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(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - Temp Security Ensign Tavay - 1133)


Tavay sat on the shuttle stoic as she could. Professionalism was a thing in her family. It has
been a couple of generations since her family had meant anything. Since they sat on the
Romulan senate or held ranking positions in the Tal Shiar. Tavay never grew up with that in her
life but had been told stories. She was expected to hold herself like her ancestors once did.


A shiver ran down her spine. A sudden chill. She grabbed tightly to the chair. The lights
seemed to start spinning. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out of it. It was all
she could do to keep herself upright in the chair as she felt her body become heavy.
(Reply any)
(posted by Kris B)
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(Shuttle Leif Erickson - Passenger Area - MO- Dr. Kylle Stev - 1135)


The ride away from the Ixtal was pretty wild. At one point Sekal fell across the crew, but finally
managed to work his way back to the cockpit area. Stev continued to monitor the other five
remaining in the back.


Suddenly Tavay grabbed the arm rest of her seat then fell forward to deck. He programmed his
tricorder for her Romulan physiology and scanned her. Her body temperature had dropped five
degrees from normal. He also noted, on a hunch, that her cells
We’re showing signs of oxygen depletion, much like the Tellarites. She had touched several of
the bodies.


“Damn it,” he mumbled to himself.


He took the hypospray syringe from his med pack and inserted an ampule of triox compound.
Then he placed it on her neck and with a tap of his thumb it gave off a familiar hiss.


Immediately her pallor looked better and her breathing seemed to improve. Then began the
search for the cause. There was nothing he could see here. No noticeable virus or antigen.


Looking around the room at the others all he could do was shrug. Tavay has improved but was
still unconscious.


Stev heard T’Mur announce that they were ready for transport. He tapped his own comm badge.


“Kyllee to Dr. Vanderstein, Tavay is down. I need her in a bed away from the rest. Also, I’m
going to want to see the results of the bio filters from the transporters.”


(reply Vanderstein, any)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Illuminar -- Sickbay -- Deck 5 -- Civilian Dotor -- Agnes Vanderstein -- 1137)


Agnes had been monitoring the communications since she had the isolation ward had been set
up. “Commander, we are prepared and transport when ready,” Agnes said.
Aggie nodded to the med team.


“Kyllee to Dr. Vanderstein, Tavay is down. I need her in a bed away from the rest. Also, I’m
going to want to see the results of the biofilters from the transporters.”


(Reply Verin, T’Mur)


“We can transport you and her directly to iso ward 1.” Agnes replied. They were set up just in
case.


(Reply Kyllee)


“I will have the transporter buffer filters available when transport is complete.”


(reply Reply Kyllee)
(posted by Kris B)
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(USS Pasteur -- Flight Deck -- 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice -- 1145)


Quinna took a seat on the flight deck, she had made rounds on both passenger decks of the
Hilary and Pasteur and she was getting a bit tired. But then everyone was. Looking at the
monitor she noticed the ionstorm dissipating. Since Corday was resting in the pilot seat she
called for Lt. Montero to meet on the flight deck on the Pasteur.


She walked over to Lt. Corday and gently shook his shoulder. His fever, though still high
seemed to be cooling a small bit, “Lt. Corday, are you feeling better? Do you think you can fly
us home?”


(Reply Corday)


Soon Montero had joined them. Quinna looked at them. “The ion storm has passed. Do you
think you can get us back to Illuminar?” She asked.


(Reply Corday and Montero)
“Let's get the shuttles decoupled and start going back to our way. I will get communications
back in order to get sickbay alerted.”


(Reply Corday, Montero, any)
(posted by Kris B)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight deck - Pilot Ensign Vic "Raid" Montero - 1147)


"The ion storm has passed. Do you think you can get us back to the Illuminar?" Commander
Solace asked.


Montero chuckled, "Do bears shit... err defecate in the woods Ma'am. I can fly the Hillary
through a needle and leave room on the sides if you want Commander," Montero bragged. "I'll
get her home safe and sound."


"You up for this Snoopy?" he asked


(Reply Corday)


"If nothing else Ma'am, let me go get the Hillary set."


(Reply Solice)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - Pilot Lt. Arthur ‘Snoopy’ Corday - 1148)


Waiting for the window in the storm to open had drained Arthur and he had managed to doze
off. A touch on his shoulder stirred him and he quickly sat up.


Dr. Solice looked at him, concern still in her eyes. “Lt. Corday, are you feeling better? Do you
think you can fly us home?”


Arthur stretched his neck and shoulders that had tightened up a bit from his position in his seat.
“I’ve been worse,” the pilot said, not exactly feeling as positive as he tried to sound. “And I can’t
imagine a scenario in which I cannot fly.”


Vic joined them and chuckled at Snoopy’s statement.
“The ion storm has passed,” Solice said. “Do you think you can get us back to Illuminar?”


Montero chuckled again, "Do bears shit... err defecate in the woods Ma'am. I can fly the Hillary
through a needle and leave room on the sides if you want Commander," Montero bragged. "I'll
get her home safe and sound."


"You up for this Snoopy?" he asked


Snoopy gave him a weak but wicked grin and said, “Yiu know me. I can always get it up. If you
excuse the parlance.”


"If nothing else Ma'am, let me go get the Hillary set," Montero said.


(Reply Solice)


“I’ll be ready in five minutes,” Arthur said, as his fingers already began to move over the
controls.


“Let's get the shuttles decoupled and start going back to our way. I will get communications
back in order to get sickbay alerted.”


Arthur looked over at her and said, “Comms are already back, Commander. We’re being hailed
by the Illuminar.”


The drawl of Andy Taylor’s voice came on. =^=Illuminar to the away team. Report.”


(reply Solice, Gregory, any)
(posted by Al Muir)
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(USS Pasteur - Flight Deck - 3XO/CMO Commander Quinna Solice - 1158)

"If nothing else Ma'am, let me go get the Hillary set," Montero said.

“Go, Go. Don’t let me hold you up.” Quinna was enthusiastic. She was ready to get back to
the ship.
“I’ll be ready in five minutes,” Arthur said, as his fingers already began to move over the
controls.
Quinna stood in the doorway of the tethered passenger deck. “We are going to be heading
back to the Illuminar. Mr. Pex, I will need you on the Pasteur Flight deck. Everyone needs to be
Secured in the passenger decks.”

(Reply Pex)

(NPRG: Pick your Ship.)

Quinna turned when she heard Corday speak again.

“Let's get the shuttles decoupled and start going back to our way. I will get communications
back in order to get sickbay alerted.”

Arthur looked over at her and said, “Comms are already back, Commander. We’re being hailed
by the Illuminar.”

Quinna Smiled. "Thanks, I got this." Quinna turned her attention to the Comm.

The drawl of Andy Taylor’s voice came on. =^=Illuminar to the away team. Report.”
“Illuminar the is Commander Solice. We are beginning our sequences to return to the Illuminar.
I need a level 3 isolation ward set up in Holodeck. Have Dr. Kyllee get that set up. Several
members have gotten sick including Commander Gregory.”

(Reply Taylor)

Pex had come to the flight deck. Quinna addresses him after she finished talking to the
Illuminar. She kept a hushed tone. “Mr. Pex, I believe I read somewhere that one of your
previous hosts.”

(reply Pex)

“I would like you to have a seat on the flight deck with us.” Quinna was hoping that she did not
go into an explanation. She also made note that she wanted flight training and was making she
would ask the captain.

(reply Pex)

(Reply any)
(Posted by Kris B)
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