Compile summary -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ê Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 (USS Mystique, Ready Room, COÊ Captain Vanyssa Winters, 0955) (USS Mystique, Ready Room, OPS, Lt (jg) HHril, 0956) (Mystique-deck 4-conselor's office-Ensign Telan Raynar Counselor - 10:28) (USS Mystique - Bridge -ÊCSO Ketal -Ê1130) (USS Mystique - Bridge - Ensign Jason Dema - 1217) (USS Mystique - Bridge - TASC Ensign Travis Keswick - 1220) (USS Mystique - Bridge - Ensign Jason Dema - 1221) Ê (USS Mystique,Sickbay, CMO, Dr. Kellita Weir, 1250) Ê(USS Mystique - Sickbay; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia; 1340) (USS Mystique - Sickbay; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia; 1406) Ê(USS Mystique - Mess Hall; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia & Darwin Kusogai;Ê 1535) Ê(USS Mystique - Personal Quaters; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia; 1600) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê(USS Mystique, Personal Quarters, OPS, Lt (jg) HHril, 0445) Ê(USS Dian Chang, Bridge, COÊ Captain Jaelle Tambrick, 0800) (USS Mystique, Shuttle Bay, OPS, Lt (jg) HHril, 0900) Ê(USS Mystique, Conference Room, TASC Ensign Travis Keswick, 1000) (USS Mystique -ÊConference Room - FO, Lt. Commander Peter Bellinia - 1059) (USS Mystique - Sickbay, - CMO Dr. Kellita Weir - 1108) Ê(USS Mystique - Sickbay, - TASC Ensign Travis Keswick - 1110) Ê(USS Mystique - Cargo Bay 2 - TASC Ensign Travis Keswick 1200) Ê (USS Mystique,Sickbay, CMO, Dr. Kellita Weir, 1250) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Begin Compile Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê(USS Mystique, Ready Room, COÊ Captain Vanyssa Winters, 0955) Ê "Come." came the muffled noise of a voice from behind the door. HHrilÊpushed a second button on the keypad and entered the room. Ê "Captain," began the young Romulan. "I would like to add something toÊ my initial idea on how to remove that ship from orbit, Sir. TheÊ procedure cannot be completed from the exterior of the ship alone.We will have to send people inside." ÊVanyssa nodded and listened to his idea. "I think it's a great idea,ÊLt.Ê Unfortunately, Mr.Ê Sarouk beat you to it."Ê She smiled, showingÊ him that she understood and wasn't angry with him, or disappointed.Ê "You and He are leading a team over toÊ the ship tomorrow at 0900.Ê IÊ believe Mr. Sarouk is going to contact you with the details.Ê Ms.Ê Tourana will be piloting, and Ensign Dema will be going along withÊyou.Ê I am also sending along some of the combat engineers to help.ÊÊ Your mission is to stabilize the structural integrity field andÊ reactivate it, if possible.Ê We'll be moving the ship if the away teamÊ reports back thatÊ the natives do not know of it's existence.ÊÊ Otherwise we'll be stabilizing it in orbit."Ê She got up and walkedÊ over to Hhril. Ê"Mr. Hhril, I have been impressed with your work and dedication toÊ this ship.ÊÊ I shouldn't be telling you this, but I want you to knowÊ that you are my number one choice for the second officer position onÊ the Mystique.Ê The outcome of this away mission will determine whetherÊ or not you make the move.ÊÊ I am confident that you will do well asÊ you have always done."Ê She said, smiling.Ê "The reason I am breechingÊ protocol and telling you this, is that something might happen there,Ê or here, and I wanted you to know how proud I am of the work that youÊ have done." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 23406.10.22 Ê (USS Mystique, Ready Room, OPS, Lt (jg) HHril, 0956) Ê "We will have to send people inside." Said the young Romulan. Ê The Captain nodded at the words before saying.Ê "I think it's a great idea, Lt.ÊÊUnfortunately, Mr.ÊÊSarouk beat you to it.Ê You and He are leading a team over toÊÊthe ship tomorrow at 0900."Ê HHrilÊwas comforted by the smile she offered as she continued.Ê "I believe Mr. Sarouk is going to contact you with the details.ÊÊMs. Tourana will be piloting, and Ensign Dema will be going along with you.ÊÊI am also sending along some of the combat engineers to help.ÊÊYour mission is to stabilize the structural integrity field and reactivate it, if possible.ÊÊWe'll be moving the ship if the away team reports back thatÊthe natives do not know of it's existence.ÊÊOtherwise we'll be stabilizing it in orbit."Ê Ê Ê The Captain stood and began to advance in his direction.Ê "Mr. Hhril," she continued as she stoppedÊdirectly in front of him, her arms crossed in front of her.Ê "I have been impressed with your work and dedication to this ship.ÊÊI shouldn't be telling you this, but I want you to know that you are my number one choice for the second officer position on the Mystique." Ê HHril couldn't believe his pointed ears.Ê A slight smile played accross his lips, surely betraying the feeling of excitment he felt within himself. Ê "The outcome of this away mission will determine whether or not you make the move." continued the CO.ÊÊ"I am confident that you will do well as you have always done.Ê The reason I am breaching protocol and telling you this, is that something might happen there, or here, and I wanted you to know how proud I am of the work that you have done." Ê "Thank you, Sir." began HHril returning the smile.Ê "It means so much to hear that I am a valued member of your crew.Ê You have no idea what an honour it is to serve under your command.Ê IÊwill not let you down." Ê Ê "Very well then. Dismissed." said the Captain as she returned to her duties. Ê "Aye, Sir." beamed the young officer as he turned to leave the ready room.Ê As the doors opened, he stopped and turned to face his CO.ÊÊ "Sir," he said, once again getting her attention.Ê "Thank you, Sir."Ê And with that, he returned to his post. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 (Mystique-deck 4-conselor's office-Ensign Telan Raynar Counselor - 10:28) ÊTelan had finally finished unpacking his belongings and got everything put into place in his cabin, all but the one last crate and he would finish that tonight. His cabin wasn't as large as he had hoped for but that was OK, he liked small areas and he wouldn't spend a lot of time in his cabin anyway. Right now he was in his office looking through the widely varied crew manifest. ~A Hermat?~ He thought to himself.~ Ill have to look that one up. =/\=Computer, Request message to be sent to Chief medical Officer and senior Counselor. Message should read. This is Telan Raynar,2nd ships counslor. If it is possible I would like to meet with you at your earliest convenience to discus my duties and how I may be of best service to my new ship and crew. END MESSAGE. Send messages separately and with compliments=/\= ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 (USS Mystique - Bridge -ÊCSO Ketal -Ê1130) After the meeting with Ambassador Tar-Tharian had ended Ketal had stopped briefly in the Officer's Mess for some refreshment then made his way to the Bridge. As he stepped through the turbolift doors he saw that it was abuzz with activity. Captain Winters was seated in the command chair with her ever presentÊCombat Engineer bodyguard standing behind her. The CE's eyes flicked in his direction and seemed toÊconsiderÊthe possibility of a threat for just an instant then returned to scanning the bridge again as he made his way toward her. Coming up besideÊthe CaptainÊKetal gained her attention thenÊheld out the PADD he carried and said. "Captain all sensors are working normally and this PADD contains a report on current planetary conditions. More data is being accumulated but will not be ready until late this evening therefore I thought it prudent to bring this to your attention." With that he handed the PADD over to her andÊcupped his hands behind himÊas he waited for her reply. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê ÊStardate: 2406.10.22 Ê(USS Mystique - Bridge - Ensign Jason Dema - 1217) Ê"So how come she is not with your mom and dad. I just ask because aÊstarshipÊseams to be a dangerousÊ place to rase a child more so this one". ÊJason got silent for a while, the painfull thought that he couldn'tÊsee hisÊmother in her last days, it tore him apart. He then turned to Travis Ê"Look, don't you think that if I had the choice that I would've letÊher onÊearth, now get back to work Ensign." Jason said with a annoyed voice,ÊthenÊhe turned back to the console, continuing his work on the phasers Ê(Reply Travis) ÊJason suddenly realised that he went out of the way, and he felt sorryÊaboutÊthat, he calmed down, and he started telling while still looking at theÊconsole, but without doing anything. Ê"When we were young, our father was MIA, we haven't heard of him soÊfar. ButÊwe stayed on the farm, me, my mother and my 2 sisters. Then I startedÊworking here, I had to leave them all behind. Then, a few weeks agoÊwhen IÊwas still on the Nimitz, she suddenly stood there, Cassandra, aloneÊwith herÊbags. I was so glad to see her, but the news she brought....... wasÊterrible. Our mother had died. Our sister went to live with herÊ boyfriend,Êbut Cassie hated the guy, and he couldn't stand her. So she asked ifÊ she Êcould stay with me. So you see, I didn't have a choice." ÊA tear fell on the console, slowly running down till the edge, were itÊ wasÊleft alone to dry. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê(USS Mystique - Bridge - TASC Ensign Travis Keswick - 1220) ÊTravis new by the look on Jason's face that asking him about his momÊ and dad was not a good idea. ÊThen Jason turned to him. Ê"Look, don't you think that if I had the choice that I would've letÊ her on earth, now get back to work Ensign." Jason said with a annoyedÊ voice, then he turned back to the console, continuing his work on theÊ phasers. ÊTravis was shocked when jason snapped at him. Ê"Sorry I had no idea. I didn't mean to open old wounds." ÊTravis turned and continued his work on the weapon aray. ÊThen after a moment of silents jason started talking. Ê"When we were young, our father was MIA, we haven't heard of him soÊfar. But we stayed on the farm, me, my mother and my 2 sisters. Then IÊ started working here, I had to leave them all behind. Then, a fewÊ weeks ago when I was still on the Nimitz, she suddenly stood there,Ê Cassandra, alone with herÊbags. I was so glad to see her, but the news she brought....... wasÊ terrible. Our mother had died. Our sister went to live with herÊ boyfriend, but Cassie hated the guy, and he couldn't stand her. So sheÊ asked if she could stay with me. So you see, I didn't have a choice." ÊTravis stood there looking at his console wondering what to sayÊ looking over at Jason he noticed he was crying. ÊTravis put his hand on his shoulder. Ê"Hay your lucky to have your sister they can be cool.ÊWhen you look at her in a way your looking at your mom and dad so theyÊ will always be with you looking over you. and just think the way youÊ bring up Cassandra in some respects is how your mom and dad broughtÊ you up so you will always have that part of them in your life so theyÊwill always be with you. Ê(Reply Jason) ÊThen Travis turned to his console and went back to work. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê Ê(USS Mystique - Bridge - Ensign Jason Dema - 1221) ÊJason felt Travis's hand on his shoulder and he turned to look at him Ê"Hay your lucky to have your sister they can be cool. When you look atÊ herÊin a way your looking at your mom and dad so they will always be withÊ youÊlooking over you. and just think the way you bring up Cassandra in someÊrespects is how your mom and dad brought you up so you will alwaysÊ have thatÊpart of them in your life so they will always be with you. Ê"guess so, but believe me, I like to have my sister around, but if IÊhad theÊchoice, I would rather leave her someplace safe." ÊThen Travis turned to his console and went back to work. ÊJason also returned to his work. Ê"So, how about your family?" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê . Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê(USS Mystique - Sickbay; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia; 1340) ÊAs Peter entered sickbay he noticed that there were quite a number ofÊ surgical instruments that he had never seen before. He had spentÊ little time in sickbay, both on Geneva nad now on Mystique, and it wasÊ quite novel to be there for something other than a physical. Ê"Good afternoon Doc." Peters aid as he approached Dr Wier. Ê(Reply Wier, iyw) Ê"I hope that you will not be tempted to..add anything out of theÊ ordinary!" He said with a smile. As she laughed he walked behind theÊ screen and undressed. It was disconcerting that he would be naked inÊ front of, not only a subordinate but also a pregnant lady. He lay onÊ the bed, as he was instructed and pulled the blanket over his lowerÊ body. ÊThe team came from seemingly nowhere, the nurse gave him a hyposprayÊand then darkness befell his world. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê Ê (USS Mystique - Sickbay; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia; 1406) ÊPeter awoke feeling numb. His face felt wrong and his skin feltÊ restrictive. It was an odd sensation, one he hoped he would not beÊ stuck with. He sat up slowley and felt the universe spin. ÊThe good doctor reasured him that he was fine and it would settleÊsoon. Eventually he stood and was handed a gown. Once he was 'coveredÊ up' he walked towards the full length mirror the doctor had placed soÊ that the away team could see what the looked like. ÊHe glanced around to see if anyone was watching, when he saw that theyÊ were all busy, he opened up the gown to take a look at his temperaryÊ body. ÊHe was slightly green-blue, with brown mottling on his chest. His eyesÊ were dark chestnut brown and his hair was white with a hint of red.Ê His face, now covered in green-blue skin, looked quite distinguishedÊ and his nose was quite dainty, his lips were veluptous, full andÊ slightly erotic. He was pleased with the facial structure, it gave theÊ impression that he was strong, yet intelectual. As he glanced down theÊ rest of his body it became evident that the good doctor had done someÊ detailed research. His body continued the sea colour, with mottlingÊ all the way to his feet. His 'place' was still there, but had beenÊ covered in the green-blue/brown mottling that was evident over the rest of his body. It felt really odd, not to mention tight. ~I wonderÊ what would happen if....~ His thoughts trailed off as he noticed theÊ weight on his back. He did not have wings, but the little stumpsÊ required all of the muscle groups that the full wings did. And somehowÊ the doc had integrated them into his body, he could move them - but itÊ hurt. He just had to keep practicing. ÊJust then he heard a cough, he turned to see a young nurse staring atÊ him. It took him a few seconds to realise he was naked. The pooor girlÊ blushed like a beetroot. He grabbed his gown, now furled at his feetÊ and covered himself up. Ê"I'm sorry Ensign, was there something you wanted?" He looked at thisÊ beautiful woman as she replied. ~Such a shame I'm the First Officer.Ê But she has already seem me without my clothes!!~ He visibly shookÊ himself, as he heard the trail end of her sentence. Once she hadÊ finished she almost ran out of the room. Ê~"They are over there"~ He remembered. He turned to face the directionÊ she had pointed and saw a stool with a pile of clothes on. HeÊ clambered over and noticed for the first time that his feet were aboutÊ 2 sizes bigger. ~Hmmmm....~ He dressed in his attire and again walkedÊ to the mirror to survey himself. ÊHe now wore a loose fitting suit made from what felt like aÊcotton/wool mix. His trousers were a red-brown and were in the styleÊ of the 40's period in earth history. His shirt was white and madeÊ entirely of cotton, it felt nice against his new skin. Then there wasÊ his green waistcoat and re-brown jacket. They were all made from theÊ same cotton/wool mix as the trousers. Then there were the cotton socksÊ and the brown leather shoes. On the floor, next to the stool was aÊ walking stick, with a hat, gloves and a scarve. Once he was dresssesdÊ in all his clothes, he nodded to the doctor who was about to perform aÊ new operation on someone Peter could not see. He left the room andÊ headed for the mess hall. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê Ê(USS Mystique - Mess Hall; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia & Darwin Kusogai;Ê 1535) ÊPeter walked into the mess hall with his new body and attire. PeopleÊ stared, but not in a negative way. Some even laughed. Peter walkedÊ towards the bar where he saw Darwin. Ê"I hear that you have concocted some delicious fare from the surface?"Ê Peter enquired. Ê"Indeed, I have. It is a light curry with rice. It is still beingÊ cooked as we speak and I hope to invite all the senior staff toÊ dinner, as well as those going on the away mission." Darwin replied. Ê"Sounds delightful. How did you find it?" Peter was intrigued as toÊ how exactly Darwin had come up with such a dish. Ê"Well, I happened to be in the science lab when they were goingÊ through the transmissions. I saw one that cought my eye and had theÊ whole thing transfered to my workstation. It was some sort of cookeryÊ program. I did not have everything they were talking about, but IÊ approximated and I think you will be getting a genuine taste of theirÊ cuisine." Darwin looked nervous, as he was not sure how Peter wouldÊreact to him being in a restricted area. Ê"Well, I look forward to tasting it. Yu haven't putÊ anything....unusual in it, have you?" ÊDarwin laughed. "Me, unusual ingrediants? Hah!" Then he walked awayÊ laughing. ÊAfter that Peter walked to his quaters to get some sleep. Ê -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Ê Stardate: 2406.10.22 Ê (USS Mystique - Personal Quaters; FO Lt Cmdr Peter Belinia; 1600) ÊPeter walked into his quaters, tired and sore. His whole body ached,Ê especially his back. He took off his clothes and walked into hisÊ spacious bathroom. He wanted a bath. He turned on the taps, put in theÊ plug and added some bubble bath. One of the perks of being FO was that the had luxuries in his quaters. He stripped and sat in the tub once itÊ was full. He grabbed his book, 'Howard's End', which was sat on aÊshelf above the bath tub and started to read. ÊEventually he had to get out and dried himself off. He dressed in hisÊ bathrobe and walked to his bed. As he lay down he felt a strangeÊ sensation in his back. The little stumps, that he thought would be aÊ pain to lie down on, had folded into his back. It was obviouslyÊ something that the young ones of the civilization experienced beforeÊ their wings became fully fledged. It was an odd feeling and he keptÊ sitting up and lying down to feel them pop in and out as the musclesÊ moved to accomodate his positions. Eventually he had had enough funÊ and lay down to sleep. It came easy, the first time in a long whileÊ and soon he was dreaming about a young nurse in sickbay. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê (USS Mystique, Personal Quarters, OPS, Lt (jg) HHril, 0445) Ê [The time is 0445 hours] Ê HHril was already awake in his bed when the computer notified him of the time.Ê The lights in his quarters slowly began to increase in intensity as he had programmed them to do.Ê "Computer." he said as he rose and headed to washroom, waiting to hear the chirp of acknowledgment.Ê "Activate the sonic shower."Ê He loved water showers.Ê He loved the feel of the liquid over his body.Ê But he was afraid of becoming too accustomed to it again.Ê In Starfleet, especially as part of what could be considered a rogue fleet, certain luxuries were bound to become more restricted.Ê Besides, the sonic shower did the trick.Ê And not having to dry ones hair could certainly be considered a plus. Ê "Computer, de-activate the sonic shower." he said after about 4 minutes.Ê The sensation of the sonic shower was much less desirable than that of itsÊliquid counterpart.Ê He stepped back into his living quarters and approached the replicator.Ê "Protein shake." he said.Ê The hum of the replicator and lights that accompanied it began and ended, leaving a large glass full of a thick liquid.Ê HHril took the liquid and headed towards his bedroom taking a large swig from the glass.Ê Ê Ê Today, he would be in command of an away mission.Ê It would be the first time HHril took command of a group of officers for an away mission, and he wanted to be certain that he prepared for the mission as best as could be expected.Ê Sitting at his table, PADD in one hand, protein shake in the other, HHril went over known schematics for the Conestoga class of starship.Ê Being modular ships, as they were, it was possible that this vessels interior was completely different than what was noted in the technical database.Ê But non-the-less, HHril read over the files, knowing that even the smallest piece of information could be vital. Ê "Computer," he said, "play back planet transmission referring to flying box of the forefathers." Ê The computer replayed the transmission that the entire senior staff had gone over the day before.Ê There was no way of knowing 100% for certain, but what else could the 'flying box of the forefathers' mean?Ê It was more than likely that they would not be able to remove the vessel from orbit.Ê Their task had therefore grown exponentially more difficult.Ê How would they go about keeping the ship in a stable orbit?Ê It was a question that begged answering. Ê HHril quickly finished his drink and headed out the door for the zero-gravity gymnasium.Ê Excercise ofter cleared his mind, helping him focus and come up with solutions to a variety of different problems. Ê ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê ÊStardate: 2406.10.23 Ê(USS Dian Chang, Bridge, COÊ Captain Jaelle Tambrick, 0800) Ê"Captain, we are nearing the last known position of the Mystique."ÊÊ Captain Tambrick's Tactical Officer said, pulling up theÊ view of theÊ sector. Ê"Obviously the Mystique is not here, Mr. Hatch."Ê Jaelle said,Ê displeased.Ê She was under strict orders by Doenitz to destroy theÊ Mystique.Ê It had been hijacked by Rebels, and Starfleet considered itÊ to be a loss. Ê"Don't understand why the Maquis would be all the way out here."ÊÊJaelle's Counsellor spoke, voicing the concern that all of them feltÊ at having to destroyÊ a Federation Starship that had only beenÊ launched three months prior. Ê"Nor do I, Mr. Tung.Ê But we have our orders."Ê The Captain spoke,Êfrowning. Ê"Captain, picking up a warp trail."Ê Ops said. Ê"Confirmed."Ê Science replied. Ê"Feed the coordinates into the navigation computer, and set a course,Ê Maximum Warp." Ê"Captain, at Warp 8 we will be there in 11 hours."Ê Conn replied. Ê"Make it so." Jaelle spoke, getting up and heading into her readyÊ room. "As soon as we have the Mystique on the sensors, drop us out ofÊ Warp and inform me, Ensign."Ê She informed Tactical. Ê"Aye, Sir." ÊJaelle went into her Ready Room and put her head into her hands,Ê trying to calm down.Ê Akira vs Akira, and Jaelle had no doubt which ofÊ the two would win.Ê The Mystique had been configured as a scienceÊ ship, not a battle cruiser. ÊJaelle pulled up the file on the Mystique and began reading Doenitz'sÊnotes again, hoping for something to resolve her dilema. She wasn'tÊ sure that she could destroy a starfleet ship.Ê ~Maybe I am in theÊ wrong business.~Ê The new Captain thought to herself, trying very hardÊ not to begin crying. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê Ê (USS Mystique, Shuttle Bay, OPS, Lt (jg) HHril, 0900) Ê HHril had been the second to arrive.Ê Ensign Tourana had been there first, running over the pre-flight and inspecting her craft.Ê HHril was happy she had been assigned to the mission.Ê Had she not have been, he would have asked for her.Ê She had proven herself more than capable with a Runabout, and he wanted that assurance for this mission.Ê The others continued to file into the shuttle bay.Ê Each was provided with an environmental suit, all except for the CE's that Major Lee had assigned.Ê They arrived in their BDU's.Ê Pre-checks were run by each individual on their suits systems and their diagnostic and repair equipment.Ê This was no simple beam in/beam out mission.Ê If something didn't work, or was missing, it could take time for them to receive it.Ê Time they may not have. Ê HHril was off by himself, checking over his equipment when the Captain walked into the shuttle bay.Ê He looked up and acknowledged her with a nod as she walked over to the pilot Ensign.Ê What was said was between the Captain and the pilot officer.Ê Knowing the Captain, it was a vote of confidence and a standing order.Ê He watched as she then turned and headed in his direction.Ê He rose from his crouched position and pulled the environmental suit up and fit it over his shoulders.Ê Ê Ê "If there is any trouble," she beganÊas he lifter his gear and clippedÊthe various items into their places."Ê "Your first priority is the away team, not the planet. Understand ?"ÊÊ Ê HHril paused for a moment, knowing full well that as the officer in charge, he had to balance two very real and very important priorities.Ê The safety of the men and women under his command, and that of the prime directive.Ê "Aye, Sir." he said with a slight smile.Ê "Understood." Ê "Ensign Dema," she then said getting theÊaTAC/SEC's attention.Ê "Is your team ready to go ?"ÊÊ Ê "Yes, Ma'am." replied the eager Ensign.Ê "We're ready to leave at any time." Ê The Captain then nodded in the general direction of the CEO saying, "God speed to you, and good luck." Ê HHril grabbed his phaser, the last piece of equipment he had to attach to his suit.Ê He looked at the faces of the away team.Ê They were eager to get underway.Ê And the time had come.Ê "Ladies and Gentlemen." he said with a sly smirk.Ê "Start your engines." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê ÊStardate: 2406.10.23 Ê(USS Mystique, Conference Room, TASC Ensign Travis Keswick, 1000) Ê"I would be glad to speak with you, Mr. Keswick. Just let me knowÊ when." ÊAs the Ambassador smiled at him he could tell his face was turning red. Ê"Well Ambassador I have to go see Dr Weir at 1100 for myÊ transformation then I'm going to cargo bay 2 to practice flying andÊ getting used to the wings. If you have time can you go to cargo bay 2Ê and see me so we can talk. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê (USS Mystique -ÊConference Room - FO, Lt. Commander Peter Bellinia - 1059) Ê Peter was looking around the room, looking at his team in detail. TheÊ Captain had chosen well and he hoped that this mission went without aÊ hitch, so that these fine examples of Starfleet could experience thisÊ civilization in all its beauty. Just then Travis spoke up. Ê"Commander I only ask this as the security officer on this awayÊmission but what do we do if we are met with violence. and if we getÊ separated. I ask this only because we don't know what to expect weÊ know vary little about these People." Travis asked, Peter turned toÊ face him. Ê"Well, we will be carrying type one phasers, hidden but accesible.ÊThey are the absolute last resort. I will not tollerate ANY flagrantÊ display of superiority. If we find ourselves in a hostile situationÊ then we deal with it appropriatley. Mr Keswick, I want you to find outÊ how they deal with violence. That is your little sub-mission. I wouldÊ say, hand to hand, if it is nessecary, deal with it as an un-armedÊ civillian would. Remember that we are historians and would not haveÊ knowledge of any tactical superiority above that of self defence."Ê Peter was pacing the room. It had occured to him that they wouldÊencounter violence, but from what he saw of the broadcasts they were aÊ peaceful species. "Also we will have comm badges, again they will beÊ hidden. The Mystique will monitor our progress and will actÊ accordingly if we are in any danger. That is also why we have marinesÊ accompanying us. My opinion is that we will not experience suchÊactivity, but it is good to be prepared. Just relax and enjoy theÊ mission. What's the worst that can happen?" Peter started to laugh.Ê The rest followed suit and then he headed back to his seat as moreÊ questions came in. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ê ÊStardate: 2406.10.23 Ê(USS Mystique - Sickbay, - CMO Dr. Kellita Weir - 1108) Ê"Did you get a medical exam when you came on board, Mr. Keswick?"SheÊ asked, trying to sound both clinical and personable at the same time. Ê"No not yet I have not had time". he sead as he finished gettingÊ undressed. Ê"But we might as well get it out of the way if you have time." ÊKellita nodded and turned back around with a medical tricorder. SheÊ ran it over him and made some notes. "This won't hurt a bit."Ê SheÊ said, taking some samples of his hair and blood and skin, and runningÊ them through the computer.Ê She went back to the tricorder, thenÊ stepped closer to him, looking up his nose and down his throat. "You,Ê Ensign, have a sinus infection."Ê She said.Ê "I bet you've beenÊ sniffling a lot."Ê She said, running a blue beam over his nose. "ThatÊ should fix that." ÊShe turned back to her tray and picked up the pigment stain she wasÊ using to dye the skin of the variousÊ crewmembers. "Something dark hmmÊ ?"Ê She said, with a grin. "How about a royal blue ?"Ê She put theÊ canister into the hypo and came over. "This will, actually hurt aÊ bit."Ê "Very nice."Ê She spoke, looking back at the various images of people she had captured. "Now about your eyes...."Ê And she rummagedÊ in a drawer. "Look straight up at me,"Ê She said shining the lightÊ into his eye which altered the pigments to a dark blue tricolored withÊ violet and streaks of gold. Ê"Now your ears..."Ê She said, picking up the implants and graftingÊ them onto him.Ê Then she changed the color to match his skin.Ê "WiggleÊ for me, see if they'll fall off."Ê She joked, turning back to herÊ notes. "Nails....hmmm."Ê She said, picking up the stimulator andÊ encouraging nail growth.Ê She then called one of her nurses in to fileÊ them into points. Ê"Your hair is next, I think."Ê Kellita injected a small dye packetÊ into his neck, and the dye began to spread, changing the color of hisÊ hair to a deep midnight blue.Ê "It needs to be much longer...."Ê SheÊ said, picking the stimulator up again and 'encouraging' it to growÊ down to his waist.Ê She motioned a nurse over to style it intoÊ aÊbraid tied off with leather thongs. ÊOnce they were done, she nodded to the two nurses. "You absolutely canÊ not strip."Ê Kellita warned, helping the Ensign into the skin tightÊ harness thatÊ held the wings, dyed to match his skin. "It will passÊ from far away, but not up close." She said in warning.Ê "They are veryÊ heavy...I want you to walk around sickbay and get used to wearing themÊ before going down to the planet."Ê She said.Ê "Think about flexingÊ them."Ê She ordered. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê(USS Mystique - Sickbay, - TASC Ensign Travis Keswick - 1110) Ê"But we might as well get it out of the way if you have time." ÊKellita nodded and turned back around with a medical tricorder. SheÊ ran it over him and made some notes. "This won't hurt a bit."åÊ SheÊ said, taking some samples of his hair and blood and skin, and runningÊ them through the computer.åÊ She went back to the tricorder, thenÊ stepped closer to him, looking up his nose and down his throat. "You,Ê Ensign, have a sinus infection."åÊ She said.åÊ "I bet you've beenÊ sniffling a lot."åÊ She said, running a blue beam over his nose. "ThatÊ should fix that." Ê"Thank you doc" he sead as he scratched his nose. ÊShe turned back to her tray and picked up the pigment stain she wasÊ using to dye the skin of the variousåÊcrewmembers. "Something dark hmmÊ ?"Ê She said, with a grin. "How about a royal blue ?"åÊ She put theÊ canister into the hypo and came over. "This will, actually hurt aÊ bit."Ê Travis looked into the doctors eyes as she injected him with theÊ pigment not flinching. Ê"Very nice."åÊ She spoke, looking back at the various images of peopleÊ she had captured. "Now about your eyes...."åÊ And she rummaged in aÊ drawer. "Look straight up at me,"åÊ She said shining the light into hisÊ eye which altered the pigments to a dark blue tricolored with violetÊ and streaks of gold. Ê"Wow cool" he sead with a grin. Ê"Now your ears..."åÊ She said, picking up the implants and graftingÊ them onto him.åÊ Then she changed the color to match his skin.åÊ "WiggleÊ for me, see if they'll fall off."åÊ She joked, turning back to herÊ notes. "Nails....hmmm."åÊ She said, picking up the stimulator andÊ encouraging nail growth.åÊ She then called one of her nurses in to fileÊ them into points. ÊTravis looked at the nurse as she file his nails. Ê"your vary good at this" he sead to the nurse and the nurse smiled atÊ him. Ê"Your hair is next, I think."åÊ Kellita injected a small dye packetÊ into his neck, and the dye began to spread, changing the color of hisÊ hair to a deep midnight blue.åÊ "It needs to be much longer...."åÊ SheÊ said, picking the stimulator up again and 'encouraging' it to growÊ down to his waist.åÊ She motioned a nurse over to style it intoåÊ aÊ braid tied off with leather thongs. ÊAfter the nurse finished styling his hair. Ê"hmm maybe I should keep it this long". ÊThen he sow his reflection in the console. Ê"Then agen maybe not" he sead to himself with a chuckle. ÊOnce they were done, she nodded to the two nurses. "You absolutely canÊ not strip."åÊ Kellita warned, helping the Ensign into the skin tightÊ harness thatåÊ held the wings, dyed to match his skin. "It will passÊ from far away, but not up close." She said in warning.åÊ "They are veryÊ heavy...I want you to walk around sickbay and get used to wearing themÊ before going down to the planet."åÊ She said.åÊ "Think about flexingÊ them."åÊ She ordered. ÊTravis shifted his stance to adjust to the wings. Êthen he walked around the bio bed and then out to the main area ofÊ sickbay. flapping his wings. he lifted a couple of centimeters of theÊ floor. Ê"Wow this is cool. can I keep it when the mission is over? Êhe sead with a big grin. Ê"This will work" he sead as he walked back to where the doctor wasÊ standing. ÊKellita grinned as the wings obediantly flapped. "It uses theÊ electrical impulses from your brain, the transponder picks them up andÊ translates them into commands that the harnass understands.åÊ The wingsÊ are powered, so they should allow you to fly.åÊ You'll have to practiceÊ that...."åÊ Kellita's voice trailed off as she looked over theÊ outfits.åÊ "Here you go."åÊ She said, handing him the rough woolenÊ breeches andåÊ silken tunic type shirt she had seen the others wear onÊ the planet.åÊåÊ Kellita helped him put them on, since getting them overÊ the wings was a challenge.åÊ She belted it with the cord belts that sheÊ had seen others wear, then helped him get the sleeveless woolen jacketÊ on.åÊ She looked him over, then strapped these strange knife things toÊ each arm.åÊ She stood back and looked him over for a minute. Ê"The ones without wings wear some kind of sword down their back, butÊ the ones with wings just seem to use those throwing knives."åÊ SheÊ shrugged as her next patient came in. "Please go get your balance withÊ those wings and practice flying in the cargo bays to get the hang ofÊ it.åÊ You are going to have problems going through doors...those wingsÊ are rather large...like all the ones I've seen." ÊTravis walked over to the mirror spreading his wings then turningÊ around. ÊWell? Êshe sead as travis folded his wings over his torso then crossed hisÊ arms. Ê"Well doc you do grate work thank you. ÊHe sead as he made his way to the door. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê(USS Mystique - Cargo Bay 2 - TASC Ensign Travis Keswick 1200) ÊTravis Walked threw the big double and into cargo bay 2. Ê"Well this is a better place the ever to stretch my wings. ÊHe sead to himself as he spread his wings and looked around to mackÊ shoer that there was no one around.ÊSee no one around he started walking around jumping in place just toÊ get the fell of the suit.Then he moved his body around stretching and bending to brake in theÊ suit. Ê"Well it is now or never" ÊHe sead to himself as he flapped his wings and began to lift off theÊfloor.ÊWhen he got hovering then he started flying higher the around theÊ cargo bay bumping in to thing but go better at it as time went by.ÊAfter a little practice he was flying like a pro.He was flying around fast and making sharp turns and just having funÊ when he herd the doors open then he turned his head to see who it wasÊ he lost his focus and almost hit the wall he made a sharp tern andÊ crash landed at the persons feet. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ê Stardate: 2406.10.23 Ê (USS Mystique,Sickbay, CMO, Dr. Kellita Weir, 1250) " Hello, you must be Mr. Denton" said the man " I'm Sergei Radchenko lets just wait for Dr. Weir to get here and we'll start some tests on you." "Dr. Weir is here."Ê Kellita said, coming into sickbay, somewhat sleepy.Ê Her afternoon meal tended to make her tired. Kellita looked over the new Ensign. "Do you have any medical problems?" "Not that I know of, but I suppose doctor knows best right?" joked James Kellita frowned as she ran the scanner over him.Ê "You broke your right arm at some point, about two years ago. How did it happen?" "Oh yes that, I was playing baseball with some of my friends, and when this smug Vulcan got a hit I jumped back to catch it and landed on my arm, thus breaking it." responded James. She continued to run the scanner over him. "Lets see"Ê She said, taking samples and running them throught the computer. "Everything looks fine, Ensign. If you are heading down to the planet, then come back here and we'll get you ready."Ê She looked over at the door where the AmbassadorÊ and Dr. Mias were waiting patiently.Ê "Ambassador Tar-Thurian, and Dr. Riven Mias may I introduce you to the new ACEO, Ensign Denton.Ê Dr. Mias is our Counsellor."Ê Kellita explained, making the introductions. Ê " Hello, my names is James is nice to meet the both of you." James said politely. "Well I'm sorry I don't have time to chat, I have to report to Engineering to receive a briefing. Nice meeting you." James left the room and headed towards a turbolift Ê ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ End compile Ê Ê Ê