============================================================================== MISSION LOG: GUESS WHO?S COMING TO DINNER STARDATE RANGE: 2446.09.04 - 2446.10.17 ============================================================================== TABLE OF CONTENTS -------------------- DAY 2 - SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: ( 2 - 0757) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0757) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0759) CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan- 0759) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0810) XO Commander Quinna Solice (Starbase Freedom -- Transporter hub-- XO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0810) (Reply Weston, any) (Reply Toks, any) (Reply Green, any) (Reply Adams, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2- 0811) (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - SFI Deputy Director - Michael Weston - 0811) (reply Merek, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0813) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan - 0813) (reply Jayc, if you want, none) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0814) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 0814) (reply Merek, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0814) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 2, Transporter Room 1 - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0814) (Reply Ensign Adams, room for more) (Reply Cmdr. Solace, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: ( 2 - 0815) V.Adm. T'Larah Sullivan & CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 1, Observation Lounge - V.Adm T'Larah Sullivan & CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0815) (Reply Ire, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0816) Commander Quinna Solice (USS Hades - Deck 2, Transporter Room 1 - Commander Quinna Solice- 0816) (Replies, Weston, Toks, Green, Adams) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: =?utf-8?q?=282_-_0816=29_Special_Agent_T=E2=80=99xe?= =?utf-8?q?n_Toks?= (USS Hades - Deck 2, Transporter Room 1 - SFI/DTI Soecial Agent T’xen Toks- 0818) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0816) Ensign Wednesday Adams, SFI Michael Weston and Lt Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams, SFI Michael Weston and Lt Cal Dogan - 0816) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: Fwd: HADESRPG: (2 0825) FO CMDR Ire Williams (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – FO – CMDR – Ire Williams - 0825) (Reply Merek, Quinna, Toks, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0826) Commander Quinna Solice (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – Commander Quinna Solice -- 0826) (Reply Ire, any) (Reply Ire, Toks, any) (Reply Ire, Toks, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: =?utf-8?q?STARBASEFREEDOM-RPG=3A_=282_-_0827=29_Spe?= =?utf-8?q?cial_Agent_T=E2=80=99xen_Toks?= (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – SFI/TI- T’Xen Toks- 0827) (Reply Ire, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-1102) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 1102) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2-1103) Chief Engineering Officer- Lt. JG Adnora Alouron (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Chief Engineering Officer - Lt Adnora Alouron - 1103) (Reply Wednesday, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1304) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1304) (Reply Raven, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1313) Commander Quinna Solice (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up -- Commander Quinna Solice -- 1313) (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1314) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1314) (Reply Raven, any) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1315) Commander Quinna Solice (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - Commander Quinna Solice - 1315) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: =?utf-8?q?HADESRPG=3A_=282_-_1317=29_Lt=2E_Commande?= =?utf-8?q?r_Jayc_and_Special_Afent_T=E2=80=99xen_Toks?= (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc and Special Agent T’xen Toks- 1317) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-1430 ) SFI DD Michael Weston (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - SFI DD Michael Weston- 1430) UNKNOWN DAY - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.00 LT Raven Green) (USS Hades - Deck 4 -   Bean Me Up -  LT Raven Green - 13.00) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.03 LT Raven Green) (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up   LT Raven Green - 13.03) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2, 1303.5) Commander Quinna Solice and SFI DD Michael Weston (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - Commander Quinna Solice and SFI DD Michael Weston- 1303.5) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.06 LT Raven Green) (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up - LT Raven Green - 13.06) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.14 LT Raven Green) (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up -  LT Raven Green - 13.14) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.16 LT Raven Green) (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up   LT Raven Green - 13.16) - SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1302,) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 13.02) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.00 LT Raven Green) From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel) Date: Sat, 8 Nov 2025 19:55:05 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 -   Bean Me Up -  LT Raven Green - 13.00) After resting in her room for the morning she decided to go out for the afternoon.  She heard of a coffee shop called Bean Me Up and went to check it out.  It was a nice little cafe.  She went to the counter and ordered an Earl Gray with honey and lemon.  To everyone looking she was not a changeling and that was what she prefer the perception to be.  To keep up the deception she will have to act like she can eat or drink like a human.  It is a small price to pay that gets purged later in regeneration.  She took her glass of Earl Gray to an empty table and tapped her COMM. "Raven to Solace.  I am requesting you to meet me in Bean Me Up for coffee and talk.  I have a table ready.  Raven Out." It will be good to go over the dynamics of the working together with security aspects.  Raven didn't see any fluidity problems but it is better to get to know who you are protecting . (Reply Quinna, Any)(Posted by Edward) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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"You are right.  I am a founder but I request that secret be quiet until I can be accepted without being a circus act.  Can I trust you to that?" (Reply Any)(Posted by Edward) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2, 1303.5) Commander Quinna Solice and SFI DD Michael Weston From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2025 13:56:12 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - Commander Quinna Solice and SFI DD Michael Weston- 1303.5) Michael looked up at the ceiling of their room from their bed. Even the ceiling seemed more opulent than his own quarters back on Freedom. He thought it odd that a starship would be afforded such pleasantries over the Federation’s newest ambassadorial base. But then again, opulence had never really been his forte. He was still getting used to staying in one place for as long as he had. Resting his hand on Quinna’s bare stomach, he smiled. He was also getting used to being with a woman who had stolen his heart. A year ago, he was footloose and fancy free, as it were. He was on a mission which required him to be in a relationship with a telepath who would have killed him if she had discovered his true lack of feelings. But he’d left that world behind. So much had happened in the last year. Enough for him to appreciate the life that he had now. He rolled over and kissed Quinna gently on her lips. Quinna’s eyes fluttered open. She recently raised her hand and caressed his cheek. She looked at the man she shared so much with. A man she had no secrets from. She pulled him closer and kissed him back. “You ok?” Michael smiled lovingly, “With you, ok doesn’t begin to describe it. I’m just thinking how odd it is that a man with no past got so easily entangled in yours. I’m sure that Dr. Penn would say that our entanglement was the universe's way of enforcing its will upon us. That we were meant to be together.” “Fate is funny that way.” Quinna tucked herself closer to him. “I am starting to believe more and more in fate.” Sliding her hand behind Michael’s head, she pulled him in for another kiss. Michael moved to return the passion when a comm channel chimed. =^=Raven to Solice. I am requesting you to meet me at Bean Me Up for coffee and talk. I have a table ready. Raven Out.=^= Michael stopped and pulled back a little. “Well, that was interesting.” Quinna let her body flop limp on the bed. She gave a sympathetic look to Michael and hit her commbadge. “Give me 10 minutes and I will be there,” Quinna closed the communication. “I think life was easier when I was just the Doctor.” “Well, I certainly tried to keep it more interesting for you,” he said, lying back and rubbing his shoulder. “But you know you love the lime light.” Quinna smiled as she sat up and got out of bed. She picked up her boots and moved to the couch to put them on. “Shoulder bothering you again, or going for a sympathy vote?” Quinna moved back with her backpack and her med kit. Michael sat up and winked, “You know me, always looking for attention.” He swung his legs over the bed. “That damned cellular disruptor. I still feel like it’s eating my flesh, one cell at a time.” Quinna opened her pack, where she had a cream she had concocted that was tied to Michael’s biosignature. She always carried one on their away missions. She thought about tossing it over to him, but on his side of the bed, and put some on her hands. Her hands reached Michaels' skin on his shoulder, and she began to massage the ointment into his wound area. She was gentle as not to make him wince at her touch. “You know, we can go and close the nerve ending in that location. You would not need me to keep applying my concoction.” Michael closed his eyes and let out a small moan as the pain subsided. “And miss out on this? No, thank you. Besides, the side effects of that might impede my ability to do my … work.” They’d had this conversation many times before. He thought that she’d hoped he’d never go back in the field. Quinna finished her treatment and removed her hands. “I think I should go. I am curious about Ms Green’s request to see me.” Michael stretched out his shoulder and let out a small groan of relief. He sighed, “The trouble with command. Never a moment to yourself. Good luck.” Quinna gave Michael one last kiss and left their quest quarters. (Posted by Al M and Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.06 LT Raven Green) From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel) Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2025 15:54:26 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up - LT Raven Green - 13.06) She was already sitting at the table when offered to join Jayc's group.  It was no problem for her.  She was waiting for CDR Solace to meet her.  She can talk with them until she arrives. "I will be glad to join you.  I am waiting for CDR Solace to meet me.  She can join us when she arrives.  As far as acute hearing that is probably not the case.  What do you wish to know about me?" She was not experienced enough to mimic the voice of anyone she morphs into yet.  That was evident when she tried to mimic the voice of President Zon to distract the mob away from him on Starbase Freedom.  She will get better in time. (Reply Any)(Posted by Edward)  -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.14 LT Raven Green) From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel) Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2025 16:55:57 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up -  LT Raven Green - 13.14) Raven was glad that Quinna showed up when she did.  The question of discrimination was uncomfortable to talk about.  They didn't need to know about the morphing into a bench incident.  It was embarrassing and she didn't like to talk about it.  "There has been discrimination  but It seems acceptance is better than before." She motioned for Quinna to move a few tables over so they can get to know each other. "Yeah they are friendly enough.  We need to get to know each other before the away mission.  What do you need to know and what do I need to know about you?" (Reply Quinna, Any)(Posted by Edward) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (1 - 13.16 LT Raven Green) From: thedukeej at yahoo.com (Edward Engel) Date: Sun, 16 Nov 2025 17:59:07 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 -  Bean Me Up   LT Raven Green - 13.16) Quinna threw the question back at her since she called the meeting.  That was fair.  There really wasn't much to tell as most of her life was with the Great link.  She asked what she thought her duty was with the mission.  She thought about that and responded. "My duty is to secure the ship and protect the team.  What do you think my duty is for the mission." Raven would like to protect Quinna for anything that happens but her primary objective is to secure the ship.  She was concerned for Quinna but can't help her with that until asked to do so.  She though Michael Weston would do a comprehensive job protecting Quinna personally. (Reply Quinna, Any)(Posted by Edward) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: ( 2 - 0757) CO, Captain Keira Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Sat, 1 Nov 2025 22:06:01 -0500 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0757) “Captain,” the Brikar said, gaining her attention “An interesting addition to your uniform.” The flat statement came off as almost a statement of fact. Keira was so far into her own head at the moment, that it caught her off guard. "It's well within regulation." She reacted without thinking, paused for a moment and came up for a gulp of logical thought out of the rushing waters of her own emotions. Feelings of doubt and regret with a rip current of fear swirled around her. She collected herself, her usual demeanor a mask she wore. "I was injured during training, Doctor Edwards was kind enough to burn the evening oil on the station last night, patch me up. The injury was extensive enough to require a series of treatments that is not yet complete." (Reply Dogan) "I assure you the painkillers they prescribed are working wonders." Keira smiled to reassure her Chief Tactical officer. "If you don't mind we can pick this up after the meeting." ~If I still have a job.~ (Reply Dogan) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance Virus-free.www.avg.com <#DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0759) CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 11:25:58 -0800 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSec - Lt. Cal Dogan- 0759) "It's well within regulation," Merek replied to his statement defensively. Then she explained, "I was injured during training. Doctor Edwards was kind enough to burn the evening oil on the station last night, patch me up. The injury was extensive enough to require a series of treatments that is not yet complete." Cal’s face remained impassive, only his eyes showed his regret at an attempt of humor. “I hope that the doctor’s ministrations have been sufficient. Perhaps I should provide you with a protection detail on ship?” He was half serious, as it was his job and personal responsibility to provide for the captain’s safety. "I assure you the painkillers they prescribed are working wonders." The captain replied with a smile of assurance. "If you don't mind we can pick this up after the meeting." Dogan nodded saying, “Of course.” He noticed the Chief Science Officer enter and head towards him. Jayc was the one person on the ship that he had managed a camaraderie with, most due to his connection with his life mate, who was one of his upcoming junior officers. “Good morning my friend,” Jayce said softly. “Semaj asked me to relay that he has something for you regarding your requested task.” Dogan leaned his head to the side, the closest gesture he had to show interest. “Indeed. Good morning to you as well. Let him know that I am… anticipating his report.” He was going to add something more but the entry of the Vice Admiral brought their discussion to a quick close. (reply none) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0810) XO Commander Quinna Solice From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 18:19:00 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (Starbase Freedom -- Transporter hub-- XO Commander Quinna Solice -- 0810) “Permission to come aboard?” asked the woman Keira hadn't seen since the Mystique mission to Trill, over two years ago. Did she carry herself differently? "Permission for you and your entourage granted, Commander!" Keira said with a smile. “Thank you.” Quinna started, “I appreciate the ride on such short notice.” "I suppose introductions are in order." Keira started. "I'm sure you remember my First Officer Commander Ire Williams." Quinna nodded to Ire. “Long time.” (Reply Ire) "I'm pleased to introduce my Chief Science Officer and Second Officer, Lieutenant Commander Tinmanrion Jayc." Jayc nodded, “Pleasure to see you all again.” “Nice to meet you, as well.” Quinna smiled at the new fact. "Our Brikaran Tactical /Security Chief and Third Officer Lieutenant Cal Dogan." Keira indicated. Cal nodded, “Introductions are not necessary for Commander Solice, nor her consort, Mr. Weston. They are well known to me. Commander, it is a pleasure. Congratulations on your promotion to Executive Officer of Freedom. I am certain that the Illuminar misses your medical skills as well as your leadership skills.” Hmmm, consort was not a term that Quinna usually heard in regards to Michael, and it almost brought a chuckle to her face. She wondered if introducing him as her ‘Playboy’ could be the most appropriate job title for him. Instead, she replied, “Thank you. Good to see you again. And honestly, sometimes I miss the medical side of my life.” "And you may remember Cardassian CMO, Doctor Dural," Keira said, not sure of how much the two doctors had interacted during medical school, if at all, knowing they had different specialties. "A pleasure always, Doctor," the Cardassian beamed. “Perhaps you will let me hang out in Sickbay a bit,” Quinna hoped "We've arranged for quarters for you on this deck. The quarters are normally reserved for visiting dignitaries and ambassadors, but since they aren't being used currently," Keira said with a smile, "why not?" “We greatly appreciate it.” Quinna showed her appreciation. “Let me introduce my team,” Quinna said, taking a deep breath. “As Lt. Dogan already pointed out, consort, Michael Weson. We also know him as Lt. Westion, Starfleet Intelligence.” (Reply Weston, any) “We also have T’xen Toks, also Starfleet Intelligence.” Quinna introduced. (Reply Toks, any) “Next, we have Lt. Green. She is our security officer.” Quinna introduced, hoping the mission she would get to know the security officer better. (Reply Green, any) “And finally, I would like to introduce our Engineering wonder, Ensign Wednesday Adams,” The your woman had impressed Quinna when she was a cadet serving time on the Illuminar. (Reply Adams, any) (reply All) (Posted by Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2- 0811) From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 17:51:27 -0800 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - SFI Deputy Director - Michael Weston - 0811) Weston rolled his eyes when Dogan referred to him as Quinna’s consort. Was this what he’d been reduced to. Then he had to laugh at himself. It was the worst roll he’d taken as an operative. He’d just never thought of Quinna as a mission before. But when it was Quinna’s turn to introduce her team she decided to turn the screws on that image a little. “Let me introduce my team,” she began. “As Lt. Dogan already pointed out, my consort, Michael Weson. We also know him as Lt. Westion, Starfleet Intelligence.” Michael shook his head and shot her a look that said, “Just you wait.” However, outside his head he said, “Some might even know me as the deputy director of this sector for SFI. However, titles don’t mean much in this mission. I’m not really here in an official capacity. Captain Merek, good to see you and your staff again.” Cal moved over to him and clapped a rocky hand on his back. “I will enjoy spending time with you again. If only Drs. Penn and Teller were here. We could have a … movie night.” The friendly gesture nearly dislocated his shoulder. He rubbed it and replied, “Perhaps we could entice the Hades into such a gathering over the next couple of days.” (reply Merek, any) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0813) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 11:57:47 -0800 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan - 0813) Cal listened to what the Vice Admiral had to say about the “incident” and he exuded a sense of satisfaction hearing the words the Merek’s crew deserved commendations rather than the condemnation that they had felt. With that she called up Commander Williams and presented him with the commendation of the Starfleet Achievement medal. In his opinion the FO had earned the prestigious award. Then Sullivan offered Jayc the Sarel Medal of Merit. An intriguing choice. Then Sullivan announced, "Lieutenant Dogan, post." Cal brought himself to full attention with this and reverberating on the deck plating under the carpeting. He formally marched to the front of the room and stopped, facing the Vice Admiral. Then took an about face and stepped backwards to stand beside her. “Your actions in the rescue of the survivors of outpost forty-seven, using your strength and placing your body at risk for those same survivors is no mean feat. Therefore I am awarding you the Gold Lifesaving Medal." As tall as the Vulcan woman was she still had to reach up slightly to attach the medal to his uniform. When she returned to her normal stance she said, "Congratulations, Lieutenant." Cal shrugged and added, “Just doing my job ma’am. But thank you.” He took a step forward and marched back to his spot in the back. He then relaxed and reached up to touch the commendation. It was the first he’d received publicly. Looking over at Jayc he nodded and gave him a low thumbs up gesture, or the closest proximity to it (reply Jayc, if you want, none) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0814) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2025 21:42:14 -0800 Mission: Sequestered Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 0814) Wednesday stood behind the others hiding her small frame behind them. She was no shrinking violet, but she was also not used to being with a group of others. She had just started getting used to being with the smalll group of cadets in the Illuminar before they all got sent off to different assignments. They had all promised to keep in touch but didn’t really. She hadn’t been surprised, knowing full well that she never really fit it with others. They all thought she was a bit… odd, and it’s easy to ignore odd. She also knew that was mostly because few people had ever really met a Wiccan. It was rare for any of her people to leave their world. Their connection to the life force of the planet and their goddess was too strong. She was an oddity even amongst her own. She had met most of the people from the Hades at the captain’s gathering a few weeks prior, trying not to stick out then or now. Introductions had been made and Wednesday followed the conversations. “And finally I would like to introduce our engineering wonder, Ensign Wednesday Adams,” Commander Solice announced. The party all stepped aside and the girl blanched and blushed all at the same time. She gave a weak smile, lifted her right hand and wiggled her fingers. “Hi.” She looked at Dogan and smiled a little more, “Hi, Lt. Cal.” Dogan nodded to her, “Welcome… Ensign Adams.” He emphasized her rank noting that she was no longer the cadet he remembered. His voice helped her center herself, and she addressed the captain. “I’m glad to be here, Captain Merek. I was hoping to spend time with your engineering department to get familiar with some of your systems. It’s exciting to realize that your ship can splinter into three separate pieces and still function synchronically.” (reply Merek, any) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0814) CO, Captain Keira Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Fri, 7 Nov 2025 21:56:28 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 2, Transporter Room 1 - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 0814) “I’m glad to be here, Captain Merek. I was hoping to spend time with your engineering department to get familiar with some of your systems. It’s exciting to realize that your ship can splinter into three separate pieces and still function synchronically.” Keira smiled at the young woman's enthusiasm. "We're not the first starfleet ship to have the multivector assault mode. First was the USS Prometheus the prototype of her class and the USS Hades the ship who bore our namesake first, and the USS Resolute was another multivector assault but of a different design. We'll have three days at least until DS9. Plenty of time for questions. You've all been assigned on deck three for the duration of your stay. No one is bunking together, you all have individual rooms. They will respond to your biometrics, they're keyed to you and/or your combadges, you're free to set verbal locks if you wish. The computer can guide you or if you wish Lieutenant Dogan can arrange an escort." (Reply Ensign Adams) "All your Engineering questions can be answered by Lieutenant Alouron or Lieutenant Junior Grade Emar both should be on duty in Main Engineering on deck eighteen at this time." (Reply Ensign Adams, room for more) "Commander Solace, you and your pilot have an open invitation to meet myself and Commander Williams in the Shuttle bay Deck fourteen beta section." Keira said. (Reply Cmdr. Solace) "I'm sure DS9 could loan you a runabout, but I'm going to give you mine. The Cheron has been enhanced with Romulan technology, including a cloaking device. Could come in handy." (Reply Cmdr. Solace, any) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. 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"My sights were set on you and your crew because they filled the void in the information I was able to find before my approach." "I was sure I was going to be relieved of command." Keira said softly. "For us both it seems," the Admiral said with flat affect. "Things often aren't what they appear on the outside, Captain." Keira thought for a moment and nodded in understanding. "No further questions, Sir." "Excellent. Keep up the good work, you can keep the boxes." T'Larah said before tapping her combade. " Sullivan to Trillpa, one to beam up." The Admiral disappeared in a sparkle of light. “Captain,” Jayc whispered. “Are you alright?” Knowing her Second Officer had the inside track of knowing what she was feeling before she expressed it, she knew exactly what he was referring to. "Now?" Keira said, still shaking off the cortisone and adrenaline "Getting there." Jayce gave her a deadpan look. “I can feel your physical discomfort. I’m glad it’s on the mend. However, I am more concerned with what the admiral said and pointedly did not.” "What do you mean?" Keira asked. “She commended the crew and gave commendations and left your status completely unspoken,” he shared his concern. “And even with my psi-shields in place, I know you were at the same place.” "As of right now, my job is safe." Keira said. "I'll figure the rest out later. I think if my job were threatened Admiral Sullivan is the kind of direct speaker, she would have said so. How's everyone else?" “The rest of the crew felt exonerated. Ire picked up on it a bit. I have no idea what Dogan thought.” The science officer elaborated. "Sounds good." Keira paused before continuing. "Everyone carry on with your normal duties. We'll back up the departure to noon. Ire please coordinate with the station. Let me know if they come back with anything other than 1200 hours." She began to pour herself a raktajino refresh on her cup that had gone cold. "Oh and get our auxiliary craft on board, before departure." (Reply Ire, any) (Posted by Todd) -- Todd Holladay SGT, IA ANG (Ret) " It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance Virus-free.www.avg.com <#DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0816) Commander Quinna Solice From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Sat, 8 Nov 2025 20:23:19 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 2, Transporter Room 1 - Commander Quinna Solice- 0816) As the conversations carried on, Quinna casually observed her crew interaction. She felt strong with the interaction. "Commander Solace, you and your pilot have an open invitation to meet me and Commander Williams in the Shuttle bay Deck fourteen beta section," Keira said. “Shuttle? I was under the impression we would be obtaining transport upon arriving at DS9.” Quinna was sure of her statement. "I'm sure DS9 could loan you a runabout, but I'm going to give you mine. The Cheron has been enhanced with Romulan technology, including a cloaking device. Could come in handy." “That is very generous of you, thank you.” Quinna then turned to her team. “Mr. Toks, you are with me. Mr. Weston, please get our team settled.” Quinna nodded to the team. (Replies, Weston, Toks, Green, Adams) “Captain, we will follow you,” Quinna nodded. (Reply Merek) (Posted by Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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(Reply any) Posted by tinmanjayc We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-0816) Ensign Wednesday Adams, SFI Michael Weston and Lt Cal Dogan From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2025 14:22:34 -0800 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Observation Lounge - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams, SFI Michael Weston and Lt Cal Dogan - 0816) Wednesday nodded politely as Captain Merek spoke to her. She had been aware that there had been other multivectored ship, but the way she spoke about it it was if she didn’t know that they weren’t plentiful. Only a handful of ships ever created had that capability, and she was excited to be on one of them. She wasn’t exactly focused on her words on their accommodations until she realized that the captain was looking directly at her when she said, “The computer can guide you or if you wish Lieutenant Dogan can arrange an escort." She stifled a giggle and replied, “I think I can manage.” "All your Engineering questions can be answered by Lieutenant Alouron or Lieutenant Junior Grade Emar both should be on duty in Main Engineering on deck eighteen at this time,” Merek told her. “That’s very kind, ma’am,” Wednesday replied. “It’ll be my first stop unless Commander Solice has other needs for me.” She looked over at the XO. (reply Solice) When they were done and Solice left the Lounge with Solice, Wednesday turned her attention to Michael Weston. She looked at him as if she just realized how attractive the man was. Tall and athletic, just as most women liked their men. Unfortunately, for him, he was not her cup of tea. Michael looked down at the small girl looking at him, as though he were a piece of meat she was considering consuming and suddenly felt a tad uncomfortable. He smiled at her as she reminded him of Leesa Pel, his adopted little sister. His looked went from amused confusion to one of pain of loss and sadness. He turned away from her intense gaze and said, “Well I guess we better get our quarters squared away.” “Could I be of assistance?” the gravelly voice of Dogan said. Michael picked up his and Quinna’s bag, realizing he’d been relegated to the role of porter. He shook his and smiled. “Unless you want to carry our bags for us,” he said with sarcasm, “just point us in the right direction.” Cal scrutinized the man, try to decipher whether he was being serious or not. Sarcasm was still a bit lost on him. Once he determined by Weston’s body language that he had no intention of giving over his bags the Brikar touched a wall panel. “Computer, direct Mr. Weston and his team to their quarters. [Confirmed. Please follow the lit panels to the main turbo lift.] Michael smiled and nodded at the Security Chief. “Perhaps you and I could have a private word later.” “I am at your disposal, Deputy Director,” Cal said. Wednesday followed Weston’s lead. She put a hand on Dogan’s arm as she passed him. “It is great to see you again, Cal.” “As it is for me to see you, Ms. Adams,” the Brikar replied. (reply none) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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She carried 4 Type 19 disruptor arrays with two fore facing disruptor cannons and a fore and aft torpedo adaptive launcher capable of firing both Starfleet and Romulan torpedo types.” (Reply any) Ire smiled. “Okay. She goes great in a straight line and maneuvers good at impulse speeds. Her power is furious so she will get away from you if you are not careful.” (Reply any) (Reply Merek, Quinna, Toks, any) (Posted by Robbie) -- Hades-rpg mailing list Hades-rpg at startrekfreedom.com http://startrekfreedom.com/mailman/listinfo/hades-rpg_startrekfreedom.com -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 0826) Commander Quinna Solice From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2025 11:44:34 -0600 NRPG: This is more of a fusion post. Al had to send me Commander Williams' post. So here is the fusion with Toks and my replies. Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 14, Shuttle Bay – Commander Quinna Solice -- 0826) Quinna glanced around the shuttle. She was a beauty. “As you can see, the Charon is longer than a Danube class runabout, along with faster, more powerfully armed, and a greater personal carrying capacity.” “Interesting,” Quinna replied. She has a maximum warp of 9.995 and a crew of between 2 to 6. She carried 4 Type 19 disruptor arrays with two fore-facing disruptor cannons and a fore and aft torpedo adaptive launcher capable of firing both Starfleet and Romulan torpedo types.” (Reply any) Ire smiled. “Okay. She goes great in a straight line and maneuvers good at impulse speeds. Her power is furious, so she will get away from you if you are not careful.” Toks smiled. “A beauty. The upper-class shuttle version of the defiant class. Excellent,” he said to himself, but knew the others heard. Quinna turned her head slightly with a small smile. “Commander Ire, you are a very experienced combat pilot. If we face any opposition, will we need to throttle the engines power compared to a regular ship of this sizes the engines to prevent overrunning and overloading?” (Reply Ire, any) Quinna looked at some of the other specs. “I may be wrong, but I believe I heard something about a cloaking device?” (Reply Ire, Toks, any) And here is worse worst-case scenario, Quinna coming out, “What vulnerabilities should we know about the shuttle?” (Reply Ire, Toks, any) (Potd by Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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Excellent,” he said to himself, but knew the others heard. “Commander Ire, you are a very experienced combat pilot. If we face any opposition, will we need to throttle the engines power compared to a regular ship of this sizes the engines to prevent overrunning and overloading?” (Reply Ire, any) (Posted by tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-1102) Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2025 10:54:21 -0800 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Engineering Officer - Ensign Wednesday Adams - 1102) Wednesday watched as the talk, green woman pulled the hood of her radiation suit off. Her hair fell across her face, slightly matted by sweat. She couldn’t help but note how attractive the woman was, even in her current state. Alouron acknowledge receiving a message from Merek. “”Could have used you in there. What’s your specialties?” Wednesday gave her a half smile. “My specialty is computer systems and design, but under Lt. Bohb on the Illuminar I learned how to tear down and rebuild almost every system on the ship. However, he did say that I had a head for the math and spent a lot of time on the propulsion systems.” She shrugged, “If I had known you wanted a hand I would have loved to have joined you.” (reply Alouron) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2-1103) Chief Engineering Officer- Lt. JG Adnora Alouron From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2025 01:28:47 -0500 HADESRPG: (2-1103) Chief Engineering Officer- Lt. JG Adnora Alouron Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.09.04 (USS Hades - Deck 5 - Saucer Main Engineering - Chief Engineering Officer - Lt Adnora Alouron - 1103) . “My specialty is computer systems and design, but under Lt. Bohb on the Illuminar I learned how to tear down and rebuild almost every system on the ship. However, he did say that I had a head for the math and spent a lot of time on the propulsion systems.” She shrugged, “If I had known you wanted a hand I would have loved to have joined you.” She tapped the code for the containment suit to release and watched as it seemed to balloon out around d here and just fall to the floor. She wriggled her boots out of each leg and stepped clear. A crew person scooped it up for her, “I got it Chief,” they said as they walked away with it for decon and storage. Alouron regarded the pint sized woman infront of her again. Dark makeup dark brunette hair. Small and delicate. But something firm and unyielding in her too. Alouron gave her best wry smile. “The numbers you say. You may be the answer the universe sent to me.” She gestured for the you g engineer to follow her to the main engineering situation tsble. “We’ve gotten everything down to little hiccups from ‘oh god oh god we are all going to die, but it seems somewhere between the Hades computer interacting with Starbase Freedom’s AI, we’ve developed an issue. “ (Reply Wednesday, any) She accessed her logs and the their progress so far. “Maybe your the one we need to get this problem solved once and for all.” She explained as she motioned the you g women toward the chair to take a look. (Reply Wednesday) (Posted by tinmsnjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1302,) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2025 10:25:24 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1302,) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 13.02) “But how are you feeling?” Jayc asked seriously?” Ten added. “I mean you were millimeters away from being infected. Luckily We know how to cure it, but the pain levels would have been unbearable.” Jayc’s eyes widened at the avian’s excited volume. “To be fair, I think the concussion he got diving under the lab station was painful enough.” “Laugh now, but when you two are infected with a parasite or a borg nanite, who will you begging for help? The concussed guy,” Kovich pointed at himself dramatically. The bird-like scientist chirped at that and clicked dismissively. “It is not my fault you chose life sciences. My experiments do not experiment back on me.” Kovich slapped the table. “Oh how soon we forget the interactive drone fiasco!” Jayc couldn’t help himself. He laughed at the memory. Ten made a sniff. “A minor interface glitch.” Kovich laughed. “The micro phaser drill nearly bore a hole through several decks and exposed the ship tovacuum!” “And It took you nearly two months to get all your feathers back the way you like them,” Jayc added. “And Chief Alouron wanted to space you herself.” “Yeah, I just got ordered out off duty for three days.” Kovich added, a triumphant expression on his face. “Alouron tried to have you investigated for gross negligence.” “Perhaps the pancake would have improved your social skills!” Ten snapped . “Hades safety protocols were working perfectly, the drone motherboard was accidentlally overloaded…….” She paused and shook her avian head. “Yeah you’re right, that whole situation was baaaaad!” They all laughed as the attendant delivered their lunch. Jayc took his vegetarian Vulcan meal and waited for the others to get situated. He noticed the red head from Starbase Freedom enter the cafe and take a seat alone at a table. His eyebrow arched involuntarily as he wondered if he should invite her to join them, but her expression was…. “Why’s Semaj’s only emotional reaction on your face.” Kovich asked and turned his head toward Jayc’s attention. “Wow she’s gorgeous, but not really your type.” Jayc turned his expression away realizing he must be staring. “Crewmember from Freedom on their ship retrieval mission. And I had that expression before I met Semaj.” “No you didn’t,” Kovich answered, clearly enamored. He actually ran his fingers through his hair and tugged his uniform in Picard maneuver. “The headwinds are too strong for that gleaning,” Tens said comparing Kovich’s sudden sexual attraction to a predatory bird strike.” She studied the female across the way. “You’d think she was Deltan from your sudden interest.” “I think she’s a founder,” Jayc responded to that. “”What?” Kovich head turned back and forth in rapid succession, Jayc in shock then at the beautiful woman who apparently wasn’t what she seemed. “Why do you think that?” Jayc shrugged. “Her skin isn’t right, she’s socially awkward as if mimicking but not really understanding. And I can’t sense her presence, emotion, or thoughts in any way.” “Maybe she’s got psi-shields.” “I checked. Her only luggage was a bucket….” (Reply any) Posted by tinmanjayc We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1304) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2025 12:15:45 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1304) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1304) "You are right. I am a founder but I request that secret be quiet until I can be accepted without being a circus act. Can I trust you to that?" The red headed officer stated. Kovich mouth dropped open the moment she headed their direction. Jayc smiled at the lieutenant. “We can certainly keep that information private to general ships crew. But I’d like to add that you are a Starfleet officer and very welcome on the Hades. No one had better be disrespectful to you in any way,” Jayc assured the Founder. “Would you like to sit with us? This is my science team. Ensign Ten, bridge officer, and Lt. Kovich life sciences. I’m Lt. Commander Jayc, we were introduced earlier in the transporter room.” “Please joint us,” Ten added. “You must have excellent hearing most humanoid’s cannot hear that far away from quiet conversation. Well quiet for humanoids, the avian added. (Reply Raven, any) Posted by tinmanrionjayc We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1313) Commander Quinna Solice From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2025 11:05:44 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up -- Commander Quinna Solice -- 1313) Quinna entered Beam Me Up. She looked around for Green. She wondered why her security officer requested her presence. When she spotted Raven, she noticed that she was not alone. She wondered how to approach. The direct way was the best. “Good afternoon,” Quinna greeted the group. (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) “I see you made some friends already, Ms. Green,” Quinna observed. (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) Quinna smiled and then turned to Raven, “Lt., you wanted to see me?” Quinna politely said as not knowing what this meeting was about. She hoped that Raven was not offended by downgrading her call from an order to an ask. (Reply Green, JayC, Kovich, Ten) (Posted by Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1314) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2025 18:08:58 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1314) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 1314) "I will be glad to join you. I am waiting for CDR Solace to meet me. She can join us when she arrives. As far as acute hearing that is probably not the case. What do you wish to know about me?" The Changeling said in an interview retesting tone. Jayc glanced at his team and smiled. “How long have you been in Starfleet?have you had a lot of trouble with bigotry as repercussions of the Dominion War?” (Reply Raven, any) As the conversation progressed Jayc found the Freedom security officer fascinating. He got the distinct impression that she was very young, but knew that it could be a cultural misinterpretation. “Good afternoon,” Quinna greeted the group. Jayc jumped. He’d been so caught up in the security officer that he didn’t sense the woman approach. “Commander Solice, how are you?” He asked glad for the distraction. “I see you made some friends already, Ms. Green,” Quinna observed. “The lieutenant has been sharing a little about herself .” He explained. Quinna smiled and then turned to Raven, “Lt., you wanted to see me?” (Reply any,) Posted by tinmanjayc We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2 - 1315) Commander Quinna Solice From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2025 15:55:25 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - Commander Quinna Solice - 1315) Quinna observed the interaction with Raven and the Hades Crew. “The lieutenant has been sharing a little about herself .” He explained. Quinna smiled and then turned to Raven, “Lt., you wanted to see me?” Before Quinna followed Raven to another table, she turned to the others, “Nice to see you all. Enjoy. We can get together for a round soon.” As soon as she sat down, Raven started. "Yeah, they are friendly enough. We need to get to know each other before the away mission. What do you need to know, and what do I need to know about you?" Quinna thought for a moment. She certainly was not prepared for the meeting. She bit her lower lip, “You know, that is a good idea. But since you requested this meeting, you should start. What do I need to know about you, and do you need to know about me? And answer me this… What do you think your duty is on this mission?” Quinna was curious what Raven had to say. (Reply Green) (Posted by Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: =?utf-8?q?HADESRPG=3A_=282_-_1317=29_Lt=2E_Commande?= =?utf-8?q?r_Jayc_and_Special_Afent_T=E2=80=99xen_Toks?= From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Sun, 16 Nov 2025 15:50:44 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1317) Lt. Commander Jayc and Special Afent T’xen Toks Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 4 - Bean Me Up - LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc and Special Agent T’xen Toks- 1317) After they watched the Freedom crew members go to another table Tens said, “I know I’m the Avian in the room, but was that uncomfortable or just my impression?” “She’s still hot,” Kobich said. “Now it’s even more uncomfortable,” Jayc said trying to lighten the mood but looked toward the other table then back at his team. “I need to get a report ready for the Captain. I will see you two later. Kovich don’t do something everyone will regret” “Hey,” kovich said defensively, “It’s me.” “Definitely don’t do anything that will embarrass us all,” Jayc reiterated. “He nodded at the table server and got up from the chair and left Beam Me Up. As he walked into the hall he saw the Takaran Agent walking toward him. He thought trying to remember the name. “Agent Toks, how are you?” The green hued being stopped and smiled at the Betazoid. “This is the you guest I have ever seen you.” Jayc blinked at the odd comment. “I don’t under,” then he realized. “Temporal?” He asked. Toks nodded. “Yes.” I have run into you and Semaj so many times. I am guessing for you, this is our first.” Jayc nodded. “It is.” Toks smiled, “do you still have the photonic cat?” Jayc resisted the urge to grab the necklace that he wore . “That’s an unusual…” Toks held up a hand in the gesture of acquiescing. “Because you’re allergic and your friend and you made it in the academy. Later you made it an easy defense tool.” Jayc’s eyebrow shot upward. Toks smiled. “You taught me how to make one. But I did some alterations for my shop and my personal safety. He pulled off a ring he wore and tapped it and a man, in stealth like armor appeared with a sword. “Because I had this I’ve stayed alive more times than I care to admit. You had a big impact on my career.” Jayc studied the photonic form infront of him. Like his caught the ring was being suspended inside of the form. “You are a beautiful creation sir,” Jayc said to the holographic being. “Domo aragato,” (thank you the universal translator clarified instantly). “Ruthie st your service.” “Do you have more of these?” Jayc asked fascinated. “Oh wait the temporal prime directive.” “Doesn’t apply. “ Toks explained. “You told me yourself that this was our first conversation from your temporal line. This is just apparently sealing the picking of a you g chamaloid of a federation citizen to work in temporal investigations. Because of you, I’ve don’t right by a lot of federation citizens in several centuries.” Jayc sensed the sincerity but was wary of such free information. “Good to know.” “I have duties to attend to but I’d like to speak again if you’ll let me,” Jayc nodded. Toks bowed his head. “So good to see you Jayc. Can’t wait to see Semaj.” As he watched the agent walk away Jayc couldn’t help wondering what other surprises this team from Starbase Freedom would bring. (Reply any) (Posted by Tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== SBFREEDOM-RPG: (2-1430 ) SFI DD Michael Weston From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2025 12:33:27 -0800 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Deck 3- Guest Quarters - SFI DD Michael Weston- 1430) When the door to the rec room opened Michael could hear, and smell, that activity before he could see anything. There was a dull hum of conversations that were riddled with short cries of excitement in pockets of the room, as well as moans of disappointment. Entering he could see a small crowd of people surrounding a table. As he moved closer he could see what the crowds were looking at. Apparently there was an impromptu poker game going on. He pushed through the crowd to get a better look at the scene. There were seven people sitting around the table. He noted an empty seat. The only notable non-humans were a Vulcan woman and a Nausican. He also noted an empty chair. “Is that seat free?” he asked a crewman standing beside him. “Nobdy else has been brave enough to go against Hansen, besides these newbies,” the crewman explained. “Brave enough?” Micahel asked. “Hansen is the best poker player in the fleet, or so he says. Nobody on this ship has ever beaten him.” “Indeed?” Michael tried to sound impressed. “You think they’d mind if I took the empty seat?” “Better you than me,” the crewman said and stepped back. Michael moved to the table and stood behind the empty chair. “Mind if I sit in?” The Vulcan woman looked at him and nodded, “The seat is yours, sir. My name is T’Belle. What is yours.” Michael began to sit as he introduced himself, “Michael Weston.” “I liked the game the way it is,” the Nausican growled. Michael settled into his seat, “Well I bring pluses to the table. I hardly ever bluff, and I never cheat.” “I don’t believe it,” the dealer said. Michael laughed and leaned forward putting his hands on the table, “Neither would I. But I bring one more thing. I promise to lose for the next hour.” “Indeed,” T’Belle said with an eyebrow raised. “As long as Mr. Weston is a man of his word, that is enough for me.” “There’s a 10,000 credit buy in and 200 credit limit,” the dealer said. Michael nodded, pulled out a small black box, tapped some keys and a stack of chips appeared on the table beside him. The dealer sighed then shrugged, “The game is five card draw.” He dealt out the hand. As he dealt Michel out a tap another command on the box and a chronometer appeared showing the ship’s time. “You did say you’d lose for an hour,” the Nausican eyes him suspiciously. “I did indeed,” Michael said with a smile, throwing in his ante and picking up his cards. “Then let’s play,” the Nausica said gruffly. Michael looked at his cards and saw he had a pair of tens, an ace, three and seven. He tossed in three cards saving one ten and the three. At the end of the had he’d lost twenty credits. He shrugged and threw in his ante for the next hand. And so it went for the next hour. Michael spent the time losing and watching his opponents. (reply any) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: