============================================================================== MISSION LOG: HOMECOMING STARDATE RANGE: 2446.10.17 - 2446.10.19 ============================================================================== TABLE OF CONTENTS -------------------- DAY 2 - HADESRPG: ( 2-1143) Lt(jg) Rosalynd Keats MD & Med-Lab Tech Lieutenant Reena Tes DAY 3 - HADESRPG: (3 - 1403) MCO Major Sean Masters, Marine, 1LT Stom & Dr. Keats (USS Hades - Deck 22 Marine Detachment Office - MCO Major Sean Masters & Marine, First Lieutenant Stom - 1403) (Posted by Rob, Mark and Todd) - HADESRPG: ( 3 - 1457) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Turbolift - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1457) (Reply Ire, Delexa) - HADESRPG: ( 3-1458) Romulan Exchange Officer Centurion Delexa (USS Hades - Turbolift - Romulan Exchange Officer, Centurion Delexa - 1458) ( Reply merek, Ire) - HADESRPG: (3 1459) FO CMDR Ire Williams (USS Hades - Bridge – FO-  CMDR – Ire Williams - 1459) (Reply Merek, Delexa, Any) - HADESRPG: (3 1501) FO CMDR Ire Williams (USS Hades - Bridge – FO-  CMDR – IreWilliams- 1501) (Reply Merek, Delexa, any) - HADESRPG: (3 - 1503) CO, Captain Merek (USS Hades - Bridge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1503) (Reply Ire, Delexa, any) - HADESRPG: (3-1509) Romulan Exchange Officer Centurion Delexa (USS Hades - Bridge – Romulan Exchange Officer, Centurion Delexa - 1509) - HADESRPG: (3 1511) FO CMDR Ire Williams (USS Hades - Bridge – FO - CMDR - Ire Williams - 1511) - HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (3 - 1513) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 1- Bridge- LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc-1513 Tin entered the bridge, Semaj waiting by the turbolift. He stifled a very unsuccessfully a yawn, as he descended the ramp to find the captain, Commander Ire and and Romulan, - is that centurion bars,- he asked himself mentally. Then he reminded himself to refresh his memory of the Romulan Republic officer bars and designations. It must be the exchange officer. Hades hadn’t had one of those yet. He pushed it aside wanting suddenly, and very much , to crawl in to bed after this and holding Semaj as he drifted off to sleep. But they had to get chocolate. But the sky kayak could wait. The message from the president of Betazed had been entirely too much for him to maintain his decorum. He was emotionally exhausted. It made him want to do something that required physical and emotional concentration and save him from the ruminating mess his family always seemed to me he. -They might hurt Semaj to get what they want,- a fearbased intrusive thought pushed up through his consciousness. He wouldn’t lose Semaj. He would not. And He didn’t want to lose his commisssion to Starfleet, but he wasn’t going home. He’d flee to their friend on Bajor and gain he sanctuary hey were promised if it went that far. But if his mother hurt Semaj he would burn the second house and leave every single one of the second house by ending their telepathic ability to wreak havoc on others. He paused halfway in his walk and looked at the padd, but only as a way to look like he was checking something. No. He’d removed himself from the darkness of the second house. He wouldn’t turn into them. He would walk his father’s path. He tapped something closed on the padd as a physical slam on the thoughts forcing themselves on him. Then finished it he walk. The captain and Ire were just finishing with their conversation. He took the moment to step forward. “Please excuse the interruption. I just wanted to turn in the reports on sensors and exterior ship components involved in the upcoming co, the test.” He glanced at the captain and then at the centurion unsure if she was aware of Hades abilities with coaxial drive. (Reply Keira, Williams centurion ) (Reply Williams, any) - HADESRPG: Repost SBFREEDOM-RPG: (3 - 1513) Lt. Commander Jayc (USS Hades - Deck 1- Bridge- LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc-1513 Tin and Semj entered the bridge from he turbolift, his husband waiting by the door as he continued down he ramp, very unsuccessfully attempting to stifle a sudden and strong yawn. The captain, Commander Ire and and Romulan, - is that centurion bars,- he asked himself mentally. Then he reminded himself to refresh his memory of the Romulan Republic officer bars and designations. -It must be the exchange officer. We hadn’t had one of those yet. - He pushed it aside feeling the weight of exhaustion hit him. He very much wanted to crawl in to bed after this, hold Semaj and drift off to the short amount of sleep left to him. The message from the president of Betazed had been eontitely too much for him to maintain his decorum. He couldn’t care less that he had offended her. To her he was a piece of irritation in her political plans. To him, he was not anyone on Betazed’s pawn. Even losing his commisssion to Starfleet wouldn’t get him to go home. He’d go to their friend on Bajor and gain the sanctuary that was already promised if itwent that far. Which brought up the other angle. His mother hurt Semaj to get what she wanted. And Jayc knew that would be the catalyst. He would destroy the second house, and leave every Psychic assassin telepathically barren. And last would be his mother just so she could watch and realize that he was actually her son. That he was able to unleash horror. But his talent of horror wouldn’t be dead bodies it would be telepathically broken evil beings who existed to kill. If she wanted to hate his resistance to her control. He paused halfway in his walk and looked at the padd, but only as a way to look like he was checking something. No! He’d removed himself from the darkness of the second house. He wouldn’t turn into them. He would walk his father’s path. Jayc straightens his shoulders, tapped something then finished it he walk. The captain and Ire were just fishing with their conversation. He took the moment to step forward. “Please excuse the interruption. I just wanted to turn in the reports on sensors and exterior ship portions for the upcoming coax, the test.” (Reply Keira, Williams centurion ) - HADESRPG: (3 - 1515) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 1- Bridge- CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1515) (Reply Ire, Delexa) (Reply Ire, Delexa) - HADESRPG: (3-1516) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan- 1516) - HADESRPG: (3-1518) Romulan Exchange Officer Centurion Delexa (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - Romulan Exchange Officer Centurion Delexa-1518) ( Replies Dogan, any) - HADESRPG: (3-1519) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan- (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan- 1519) - HADESRPG: (3, 1521) FO CMDR Ire Williams (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - FO- CMDR – IreWilliams -1521) (Replies Dogan, Delaxa any) - HADESRPG: (3 - 1523) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1523) (Reply Dogan, Delexa, any on bridge) - HADESRPG: (4-1524) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan- 1524) (reply Delaxa, Merek, any) DAY 4 - HADESRPG: (4 - 1000, 1010) Commander Quinna Solice (USS Hades -- Deck 2 -- Guest Quarters -- Commander Quinna Solice -- 1000) (USS Hades -- Medical promenade - Commander Quinna Solice -- 1010) - HADESRPG: ( 4 - 1012) CMO Lt. Dural Methor DrPH (USS Hades - Main Sickbay - CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH - 1012) - HADESRPG: (4 - 1016) CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH (USS Hades - Main Sickbay - CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH - 1016) - HADESRPG: (4 - 1019) CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH (USS Hades - Main Sickbay - CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH - 1019) - HADESRPG: (4 - 1415) CO - Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Ready Room - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1415) (Reply Cerberus, any) - HADESRPG: (4 - 1415) CO - Captain Keira Merek REPOST (USS Hades - Ready Room - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1415) (Reply Cerberus, any) - HADESRPG: (4 - 1420) MCO Major Sean Masters (USS Cerberus, Command Console - MCO, Major Sean Masters - 1420) (Reply Stom, Keats, any) - HADESRPG: (4 - 1422) Lt(jg) Dr Rosalyn Keats - HADESRPG: ( 4 - 1445, 1450) CO, Captain Keira Merek (USS Hades - Bridge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1445) (Reply Ire, Dogan) (Reply Dogan, any) (USS Hades - Main Engineering - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1450) (Reply Engineering, Dogan) (reply Alouron, any) (Reply Alouron, any) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ============================================================================== HADESRPG: ( 2-1143) Lt(jg) Rosalynd Keats MD & Med-Lab Tech Lieutenant Reena Tes From: emarderok2 at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Tue, 10 Feb 2026 10:18:49 -0500 Mission: Homecoming Day: 2 Stardate: 2446.10.17 (USS Hades - Bean me up - Lt(jg) Rosalynd Keats MD & Med-Lab Tech Lieutenant Reena Tes - 1143) “ I get the feeling that maybe I knew you in previous life, but that could have only been Tezik, the others were dead long before you were born. I actually met one of my granddaughters from when I was Edrin Tes.I recognized her smile straight away. I hadn't seen her in 96 years at that point, I saw past the wrinkles and grey hair, but with you it's somehow different.” Keats picked up her cup, and sat down, curling a foot underneath her as she sipped her drink, wincing slightly at the temperature. “I can’t imagine how difficult that was,” Rosalynd said after a moment's contemplation, then continued. “So…you’re good with faces but you have no idea why I’m familiar? That is odd.” “ It's like I remember your face but everytime I try to remember where from, my mind hits a wall, a big black wall.” Reena tried to explain. “ Almost like I'm not allowed to remember you.” “Allowed?” Roz asked genuinely. “I thought that the genetic memory was transferred to the new host. I didn’t know…” She stopped realising htat she was in danger of treading on delicate ground. “But new skills right?” she managed amiably. “ It's been so strange, I can speak 9 languages fluently, play 6 different instruments, I was right handed now I favour both hands. I was very boring and plain person with real talents before being joined, but all that changed ....” Reena said with a brief pause. “ But listen to me rambling, tell me about that tattoo on your neck. It's very unique, intricate yet simple.” “Frak. Remind me not to enter a talent contest if you’re entering.” Roz said whimsically, then picked up on the latter half of Reena’s comment. “It was when we passed out of boot camp. Tradition was that we all went out, had a few beers and got inked.” Rosalynd smiled at the memory. “I’d been reading a lot of old school scifi at the time, nowadays it’s like alt history, but then it was ground breaking ideas. Cyberpunk they called it. The tattoo stems from that.” She answered, uncharacteristically chatty. “You like?” She twisted her neck and pulled down the collar of her tunic, exposing her neck and the top of her right shoulder to Reena. “ I love it, the parallel continuums and overall geographical trajectory of the piece is truly reminiscent of the mid 2230s on Trill. The cyber punk aesthetic was very popular on Trill at the time, but we called it Tech-Life.” “Tech-Life.” Rosalynd repeated with a thoughtful smile. “I like that.” She caught a look in Reena’s eyes, as if she were holding thoughts back. “You have questions,” She said, “you can ask me things.” “ You mentioned boot camp, Former life ?” Reena asked. She knew a starfleet medical officer would not have attended boot camp. Shaking her head with a smile, an odd gesture that was meant to suggest agreement. “You could say that. Marine Corps, twenty second pathfinders.” “ A Marine huh ? I can tell now, look at your posture.” Reena said with a smile and leaned to the side to look at how Keats was sitting. “ Your shoulders are in perfect line with your hips. I'd kill for that posture.” “You’d have posture like this if you went through what we had to. You stood perfect waiting for the drill sergeant to scream at you if even an eyelash looked wrong.” She laughed. “After basic I moved to the combat medic courses.” “ So you one bomb me and fix me up all in the span of 5 minutes.” Reena laughed jokingly. “I could yeah, but if you want a posture like mine I can help with that as well.” She winked playfully. “You come across many marines while you’ve been in the fleet? Reena took a drink of energy smoothie. “ I have tremendous respect for the Starfleet Marines. They are who we turn to when diplomacy has run its course and the stun setting on a phaser isn't going to do the job.” Rosalynd nodded. “It’s sadly true. As much as I loved my time in the Corps, there’s always a part of you that wished it wasn’t necessary. As much as you train, and love the job, the calling, I wished in some part that what I did willingly wasn’t necessary.” “ Oh I bet you have so many stories both good and bad.” Reena said and took another drink. “Too many to tell, and a lot of those tales are so classified that even I can’t read about them.” She chuckled, though the smile fell off her face. “I’m not keen on those kind of stories. Too many people who tell those never did any of the deads that they claim.” “ If you don't mind me asking, why the change ? Why leave ?” She asked Keats. “Ultimately, I left because had I stayed I would have gotten people killed. There’s a desire that builds in you to do everything the best way you can, to be the strongest, bravest version of yourself. After I was injured, and decorated, mum pointed out that it was best that I thought about leaving. I was in serious danger of rushing back in for the wrong reasons.” “ It must have been a hard choice for you to make either way.” Reena replied sympathetically “No, she was right, tough love I suppose, though she was a marine herself, Command Sergeant Major. Tough cookie even now.” “ I could only imagine. My own mother from Earth moved to Trill is a xeno-botanist, she's the furthest thing from well-hard, step on a single blade of grass and she does a right bit of blartin.” Reena said and coughed softly, excuse me. “ She cries easily.” Ros laughed gently. “I have never heard it called that.” She said warmly, she was still getting used to the unusual cadence and vocabulary of Reena’s somewhat unusual accent. “You seem quite tough though, you certainly seem to have yourself together.” “ I wouldn't call myself tough, not in any measure, but I had to learn how to be, especially in more recent years.” Reena admitted. “Oh?” Rosalynd asked a whole question in the single word, then half realised, “Do you mean from your joining? I can’t imagine how difficult that must be.” “ Umm.” Reena shifted in her seat and looked down for a brief moment. “ Yeah I laid down on the table in the operating theatre as one person and got back up as someone, 4 lifetimes worth of someone else.” She laughed a bit. “Keeping my own experiences in order is difficult enough some days,” She realised that she may be being indelicate. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend if I did.” Reena laughed. “ Don't apologize, I'm not having a Benny over…” Reena stopped coughing with her mouth close to clear her throat. “ No offense taken I mean. Everyone has difficulty keeping things in order from time to time.” Rosalynd settled again. “I appreciate your understanding.” ROz said gently, all the conversion courses were holding their head above her now. All the courses on ‘workplace respect’, and ‘Teasing, when jokes go bad” were now extremely appropriate.” Noticing the time, Reena looked at Dr. Keats. “ I'm having to go back to the lab soon. A few of us are getting together in a holosuite tomorrow night at 2000. We do it every Thursday night, we pick a random time period and theme. Last week was a late 23rd century Andorian bar vibe. This week it's my turn to pick and your tattoo just changed my mind. I was going to pick a mid 21st century Earth bar, but now I'm going with Mid 23nd century Tech-Life/ Cyberpunk in your honour.” Reena laughed. “ I'm sure a rough and toughened Marine could handle a few good drinks.” Rosalynd laughed, “Oh…did I hear a challenge Miss Tes? Are you suggesting that even me as a faded, out of condition marine can’t take a jar or five?” she widened her eyes and wiggled her head playfully. “Oh it’s on.” “ It's set then.” Reena said. “ But between now and then don't be a stranger. The lab gets pretty boring.” “I should add,” Roz said amiably. “I totally always overthink these things and come dressed appropriately.” she winked playfully. 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URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 - 1403) MCO Major Sean Masters, Marine, 1LT Stom & Dr. Keats From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Thu, 19 Feb 2026 11:03:32 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Deck 22 Marine Detachment Office - MCO Major Sean Masters & Marine, First Lieutenant Stom - 1403) “ Where would you like to begin focusing our efforts in coordinating this drill, Sir ?” Stom asked Masters “Well it would help me to better know some of the things you were able to accomplish in past operations.” Sean admitted. “Distances, targets engaged…” Stom ran the number in his head. “ 86 percent of the operations I was involved in were beam in, move in.” Stom said as he thought. “ 4 operations were planet side shuttle drops 20 to 25 kilometers away from the target zone.” Stom paused “ First confirmed kill on one of those missions. An Orion, perfect angle, no wind just gravity and trajectory to work against.” Stom said and looked Masters in the eyes. “ 3.8 kilometers straight to his heart, quick death, Sir.” Stom said with a glimmer of a smile. “ Most operations however, beam in.” “We won’t always have the luxury of a beam in. I was thinking we could do a tactical jump.” Sean explained. “Get close enough with the drop ship, suits on, evac the air, gravity less than one tenth…” “ Sounds like one hell of a ride, Sir. We'd be like a swarm of angry hornets.” Stom said with a smile. “ Give the marines a chance to really work themselves out of a tight spot.” “Exactly!” “ We could have two rally points, here and here.” Stom said as he pointed at the holographic map and highlighted the designated zones. “ Once both teams make it out of the kill zone and to their designated rally points, team one will provide defense for team 2 to regroup for a second offensive strike into the kill zone to clear up any targets left. This would provide us with an opportunity to see how Private Howard is able to provide cover fire as a sniper, Sir.” Stom suggested. “I think our approach should be a bounding overwatch until phase line two,” Sean said, pointing to the holographic display. “Ensures that we have fifty percent of our weapons covering our advance until we reach our objective points.” “ I'm going to have Corporal Garland lead team 2 on the second wave offensive to retake the killzone, Sir.” Stom said. “Sounds good.” Sean answered. “Just before you came aboard I was reviewing the upcoming dossier. Must have been just before you got orders.” “ I'm urs you were surprised by the sudden transfer of a Ferengi, Sir.” Stom said “I’m sure I’m not the first person you surprised. I’m certainly not going to be the last, but I digress. I saw an incoming with Marine experience. Her skill set is something I don’t have on duty roster yet..” “ Marine turned to Fleet ? You don't see that often, Sir.” “I was going to invite her to chew some dirt with us.” Sean said. “ See what she remembers from her better days.” Stom cracked a smirk. “I’ll call her.” Sean said and pressed a key on the desk. “Major Masters to Lieutenant Keats.” =^=Keats.=^= Rosalynd tapped her commbadge, she knew Masters by name, not just by having looked through the ship's rosta, but she’d heard his name back when she was in the Corps herself. =^=Familiar name Major, if you don’t mind me saying, I saw that you were attached to the ship.=^= “That’s right, I’m the MCO here on the Hades. We have a training operation scheduled for tomorrow. I just happened to look at your record. You’ve got some Marine Corps green under your belt. Interested in chewing some dirt with us tomorrow?” =^=There is a hint of green in my ledger Sir yes, and it’d be an honour. I’m guessing that you’re down an HM Sir?=^= It had been a reasonable guess, there wouldn’t be many reasons that a Marine Major would be contacting her were it not for her skillset, her position had been Hospital Corpsman First class back when she’d been an E6. “Given both your Marine and Starfleet specialty that’s exactly what I’m calling you for. Our Corpsman slot currently stands empty. We’ve got an inbound, but they won’t make it here in time for the training cycle.” =^= I’d consider it an honour Major, If I have skills you need then it’d be nonsensical to refuse the invitation Sir.=^= “Honor or not, you'd be doing me a favor. As a bonus, we'll try to have a little fun on the way.” Sean said. =^= Sir, With your permission, if my mother yells at me about this then I’m going to say it was under duress Sir. =^= She wasn’t exactly joking, she knew how her mom would react when she heard that Roz was getting involved in the Marine Corps again. “You have my permission to blame me and say it was all my idea. I'll send along the op order once it's complete. I'd suggest packing, we leave tomorrow. If you want to check out the jump craft come on down any time to get a look at the gear we have. Surgical table, stasis board the works. You can put in requests for specific gear you believe we're lacking with CMO Dural. Wheels up is looking like tomorrow afternoon, but we'll give you an exact time line when it exists. Clear?” =^=Sir yes Sir. Keats out.=^= She closed the channel and sighed as she mused to herself with a somewhat whimsical smirk. “Meh, therapy was kinda boring anyway.” She returned to her duties, she was on the clinic rota. Stom looked at Masters. “ She didn't take much convincing, it seems she still remembers that no matter what color uniform she wears, she'll always be green, Sir.” Sean looked at the plan that they had assembled. It laid a solid groundwork for future training, working on the fundamentals; engagement, movement and communication. It also allowed the squad leaders room to work on their own command style in getting the objective done. “I think we're done here, unless you have anything to add?” “ I have nothing further to add.” Stom replied. “I'm going to head down to Tartarus to do a once over of the Cerberus, you're welcome to join.” Sean said. “ I'll join Sir, afterwards I want to meet Dr. Keats.” Stom suggested. The pair left the office and headed to the Marine hangar. (Reply none) (Posted by Rob, Mark and 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: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: ( 3 - 1457) CO, Captain Keira Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Mon, 2 Feb 2026 12:55:21 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Turbolift - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1457) The Junior Romulan woman stood in silence. Keira didn't want to force anything, so she maintained that silence until Delexa broke it. “ Senator Jollen Merek, your grandfather served on the Senate's Continuing Committee when my own grandfather was Praetor. Senator Merek stood firm with the Praetor when it came to ruling Senator Cretak as a traitor…Captain Merek.” "It's been a while since my father told me of Romulan history." Keira started, " if I remember correctly Cretak was charged with sedition, collaboration and treason." “ No doubt they would accuse us of the same thing if they saw us here today, Captain Merek.” Delexa said as the doors of the turbolift opened to the bridge. "Captain on the bridge!" OPS called out. "Then it is a good thing that life and cultures both evolve." Keira said with a smile. "Centurian Delexa, welcome to the bridge of the USS Hades." (Reply Delexa) "I'll introduce my First Officer, Commander Ire Williams." Keira said walking towards the center chair. "Ire this is Centurian Delexa an exchange officer from the Romulan Republic." (Reply Ire, Delexa) (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: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: ( 3-1458) Romulan Exchange Officer Centurion Delexa From: emarderok2 at gmail.com (Wayne Fromm) Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2026 09:29:27 -0500 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Turbolift - Romulan Exchange Officer, Centurion Delexa - 1458) "Captain on the bridge!" OPS called out. "Then it is a good thing that life and cultures both evolve." Keira said with a smile. "Centurian Delexa, welcome to the bridge of the USS Hades." Delexa looked around the bridge and she held her composure as she was hit by the excitement of it all. ~ Even better than the simulations~ The Romulan Republic Fleet had access to holologs containing visual records of starfleet bridge layouts, they even had them for many Klingon vessels. “ Impressive Captain Merek.” "I'll introduce my First Officer, Commander Ire Williams." Captain Merek said, walking towards the center chair. "Ire this is Centurian Delexa an exchange officer from the Romulan Republic.” ~ Ire ? Does Captain Merek think so little of her First Officer that she refuses to use his Rank ? Or is this that awkward social thing that these Federation types do to express friendship?~ Centurion Delexa thought to herself. Ire nodded and extended his hand in greeting. ~ Another toucher, how interesting…Oh he's rather attractive for what he is, his eyes are like the glimer like the morning sunlight on ocean water ~ Delexa thought to herself as she grabbed his hand. “It is good to have you aboard.” Commander Williams said to her. “ Thank you, Commander Williams. I look forward to serving under your command.” Delexa replied. “What department are you going to be with while you are with us?” Commander Williams asked. Delexa hesitated for a moment and looked with her eyes at Captain Merek. “ Command Support. I am here to assist the command staff of this vessel. I will serve where I am ordered, Commander Williams.” She said and looked around the bridge. “ Your ops station is what we call the communications officer's post, your tactical station is our Weapons officer's post, your helm control is our navigation officer's post.” She pointed to the engineering and science stations. “ Science and Engineering are grouped together as the Sensors and Monitoring post on the bridge of a standard Romulan vessel and I have served at all of them, Commander Williams.” She said with pause and slightly bowed her head to him. “ I will serve as ordered, where ordered, Commander Williams.” She concluded. ~ Did I say too much ? ~ ( Reply Ire) “ As you command, Commander Williams.” Delexa said as she bowed her head to him. ( Reply merek, Ire) ( posted by Rob ) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 1459) FO CMDR Ire Williams From: masamimbi at yahoo.co.uk (Robbie Gray) Date: Mon, 2 Feb 2026 20:43:29 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Bridge – FO-  CMDR – Ire Williams - 1459)     Ire was sitting in the command chair. He glanced athis arm rest repeater console as the low hum of the bridge crew.   ~I need to make sure that I go to the gym after myshift~   He felt that he had been lax in his personal fitnessrecently. Not enough to cause problems with his physicals but he felt slower thanhe wanted to be. He felt a slight stir in the bridge crew just before the OPS officercalled out.     "Captain on the bridge!" OPS called out.   Ire glanced up from his seat to see the Captain anda Romulan step onto the bridge.   "Then it is a good thing that life andcultures both evolve."   He heard the captain say.   "Centurian Delexa, welcome to the bridge ofthe USS Hades."   (Reply Delexa)   Ire had quickly reset the consoles parameters andlogged out so that it was ready for the captain to take command of the ship. Hethen stood from the captain’s chair and turned towards them.   "I'll introduce my First Officer, CommanderIre Williams."   Merek said as she walked towards the centre chair.   "Ire this is Centurian Delexa an exchangeofficer from the Romulan Republic."   Ire nodded and extended his had in greeting.   “It is good to have you aboard.”   (Reply Delexa) “What department are going to with while you arewith us?”   (Reply Delexa)     (Reply Merek, Delexa, Any) (Posted by Robbie) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 1501) FO CMDR Ire Williams From: masamimbi at yahoo.co.uk (Robbie Gray) Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2026 21:23:05 +0000 (UTC) Mission: HomecomingDay: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Bridge – FO-  CMDR – IreWilliams- 1501)   He sawthat Delexa glanced at Merek before answering.   “ Command Support. I am here to assist the commandstaff of this vessel. I will serve where I am ordered, Commander Williams.”   He saw her looking around at the bridge.    “ Your ops station is what we call thecommunications officer's post, your tactical station is our Weapons officer'spost, your helm control is our navigation officer's post.”     He saw her point to the engineering and sciencestations.   “ Science and Engineering are grouped together asthe Sensors and Monitoring post on the bridge of a standard Romulan vessel andI have served at all of them, Commander Williams.”   He watched her pause and then slightly bowed herhead towards him.   “ I will serve as ordered, where ordered, CommanderWilliams.”   Ire nodded. “I would expect nothing else CenturionDelexa.”   “As you command, Commander Williams.”   She bowed her head at him again and he noddedback before turning towards Merek. Ire knew it would be rude to ask a captain whythey were on the bridge of their own starship but it was his duty watch andthey had not handed over command yet.   “Captain?”     (Reply Merek)   (Reply Merek, Delexa, any) (Posted by Robbie) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 - 1503) CO, Captain Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2026 09:51:09 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Bridge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1503) “As you command, Commander Williams.” Keira watched as the Romulan woman bowed. Remembering stories from her father that it was commonplace on some of the more traditional Romulan commands. She smiled remembering some of her father's stories. “Captain?” "A shadow program." Keira announced. She dare not show favoritism. Having her walk around with the Captain would show undue influence. Sticking her with one individual would limit her learning potential as well. (Reply Delexa) "A colloquialism." Keira explained. "We'll give you some time with several of our command level officers. Commander Williams, Commander Jayc, Lieutenant Dogan, and the other department heads. Then we have a discussion on how to proceed." (Reply any) "Centurian Delexa will finish the shift with Commander Williams, Delta will be her rest period and personal time. Tomorrow she'll start with Lieutenant Dogan for Alpha shift, Lieutenant Alouron in Engineering for Beta shift, which should put her on station for our Coaxial Drive tests. After the tests a double rest period Delta and Alpha, Beta shift with Sickbay with Lieutenant Dural followed by Delta shift with Commander Jayc to round it off." (Reply any) "Her preferences will be taken into account, I'm not ruling out anything at this juncture. The point is for the Centurion to learn, I'm not taking away any opportunity." Keira said evenly. (Reply Ire, Delexa, 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... 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Tomorrow she'll start with Lieutenant Dogan for Alpha shift, Lieutenant Alouron in Engineering for Beta shift, which should put her on station for our Coaxial Drive tests. After the tests a double rest period Delta and Alpha, Beta shift with Sickbay with Lieutenant Dural followed by Delta shift with Commander Jayc to round it off." Captain Merek added. “Understood sir.” Commander Williams responded. “ As you command, Captain Merek.” Delexa said as she stood proudly. ~ She certainly has quite the plan for time aboard her vessel.~ She thought to herself. "Her preferences will be taken into account, I'm not ruling out anything at this juncture. The point is for the Centurion to learn, I'm not taking away any opportunity." “Yes Captain.” Commander Williams responded to Captain Merek. He turned fully towards Delexa. “Centurion Delexa. How much command experience do you have? I unfortunately don’t have much knowledge of Romulan command status and rank experience apart from the basics.” “ I served as third officer aboard the R.R.W Saekar. I am no stranger to sitting in the Command chair, our ranking system isn't too dissimilar from yours. The exchange program is a learning experience for us all Commander Williams.” Delexa said with a friendly half smile. “ May I suggest a walk through of what you do while commanding the bridge, Commander Williams ?” ( Reply Ire) ( posted by Rob) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 1511) FO CMDR Ire Williams From: masamimbi at yahoo.co.uk (Robbie Gray) Date: Thu, 12 Feb 2026 19:49:35 +0000 (UTC) Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Bridge – FO - CMDR - Ire Williams - 1511)  “ I served as third officer aboard the R.R.W Saekar. I am no stranger to sitting in the Command chair, our ranking system isn't too dissimilar from yours. The exchange program is a learning experience for us all Commander Williams.”   Delexa smiled at him  “ May I suggest a walk through of what you do while commanding the bridge, Commander Williams ?”  Ire nodded. “Well as you know the answer bridge is the command and control of the ship and the captain’s chair is the heart of the bridge. I have instant access to all aspects of the ships functions and status from the bridge officers and their respective stations.” Ire indicated each bridge station in turn.  “There is also a small repeater console on the arm rest of the captain’s chair. For mission critical information.” ( Reply Delexa) ( Reply Delexa)  (posted Robbie) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: (3 - 1513) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Sat, 14 Feb 2026 18:53:19 -0500 SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (3 - 1513) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Deck 1- Bridge- LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc-1513 Tin entered the bridge, Semaj waiting by the turbolift. He stifled a very unsuccessfully a yawn, as he descended the ramp to find the captain, Commander Ire and and Romulan, - is that centurion bars,- he asked himself mentally. Then he reminded himself to refresh his memory of the Romulan Republic officer bars and designations. It must be the exchange officer. Hades hadn’t had one of those yet. He pushed it aside wanting suddenly, and very much , to crawl in to bed after this and holding Semaj as he drifted off to sleep. But they had to get chocolate. But the sky kayak could wait. The message from the president of Betazed had been entirely too much for him to maintain his decorum. He was emotionally exhausted. It made him want to do something that required physical and emotional concentration and save him from the ruminating mess his family always seemed to me he. -They might hurt Semaj to get what they want,- a fearbased intrusive thought pushed up through his consciousness. He wouldn’t lose Semaj. He would not. And He didn’t want to lose his commisssion to Starfleet, but he wasn’t going home. He’d flee to their friend on Bajor and gain he sanctuary hey were promised if it went that far. But if his mother hurt Semaj he would burn the second house and leave every single one of the second house by ending their telepathic ability to wreak havoc on others. He paused halfway in his walk and looked at the padd, but only as a way to look like he was checking something. No. He’d removed himself from the darkness of the second house. He wouldn’t turn into them. He would walk his father’s path. He tapped something closed on the padd as a physical slam on the thoughts forcing themselves on him. Then finished it he walk. The captain and Ire were just finishing with their conversation. He took the moment to step forward. “Please excuse the interruption. I just wanted to turn in the reports on sensors and exterior ship components involved in the upcoming co, the test.” He glanced at the captain and then at the centurion unsure if she was aware of Hades abilities with coaxial drive. (Reply Keira, Williams centurion ) “Yes I cross correlated with both engineering and operations. DOTS AND combined engineering and science teams completed the minor corrections and We are go.” Jayc reached forward, and tapped his padd to Commander Williams own padd, transferring the reports. (Reply any). Keira studies him. She had noticed he wasn’t quite his calm self. Her emotions gave the tell tale sign after her her facial expression. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Centurion. Feel free to reach out while you are here.” He yawned again. “If you don’t mind I am several hours passed getting to bed. I have Delta shift tonight. Oh and Commander I’ll be ready for our normal meeting go anything you want to go over. Normal coffee? Or ractijino?” (Reply Williams, any) “Good night. And again welcome.” He nodded and turned toward the turbo lift. Semaj watched him patiently. (Posted by Tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: Repost SBFREEDOM-RPG: (3 - 1513) Lt. Commander Jayc From: tinmanjayc at gmail.com (Tinman JayC) Date: Mon, 16 Feb 2026 08:14:59 -0500 NPRG: reposted this because I had accidentally told how Keira felt. Needed to fix that. Also some minor edits. RPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (3 - 1513) Lt. Commander Jayc Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Deck 1- Bridge- LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc-1513 Tin and Semj entered the bridge from he turbolift, his husband waiting by the door as he continued down he ramp, very unsuccessfully attempting to stifle a sudden and strong yawn. The captain, Commander Ire and and Romulan, - is that centurion bars,- he asked himself mentally. Then he reminded himself to refresh his memory of the Romulan Republic officer bars and designations. -It must be the exchange officer. We hadn’t had one of those yet. - He pushed it aside feeling the weight of exhaustion hit him. He very much wanted to crawl in to bed after this, hold Semaj and drift off to the short amount of sleep left to him. The message from the president of Betazed had been eontitely too much for him to maintain his decorum. He couldn’t care less that he had offended her. To her he was a piece of irritation in her political plans. To him, he was not anyone on Betazed’s pawn. Even losing his commisssion to Starfleet wouldn’t get him to go home. He’d go to their friend on Bajor and gain the sanctuary that was already promised if itwent that far. Which brought up the other angle. His mother hurt Semaj to get what she wanted. And Jayc knew that would be the catalyst. He would destroy the second house, and leave every Psychic assassin telepathically barren. And last would be his mother just so she could watch and realize that he was actually her son. That he was able to unleash horror. But his talent of horror wouldn’t be dead bodies it would be telepathically broken evil beings who existed to kill. If she wanted to hate his resistance to her control. He paused halfway in his walk and looked at the padd, but only as a way to look like he was checking something. No! He’d removed himself from the darkness of the second house. He wouldn’t turn into them. He would walk his father’s path. Jayc straightens his shoulders, tapped something then finished it he walk. The captain and Ire were just fishing with their conversation. He took the moment to step forward. “Please excuse the interruption. I just wanted to turn in the reports on sensors and exterior ship portions for the upcoming coax, the test.” (Reply Keira, Williams centurion ) Jayc reached forward, and tapped his padd to Commander Williams. (Reply any). Keira was looking at him. With his mental shields in place he couldn’t tell if she noticed he wasn’t quite his calm self. The desire was always there to find out, but he maintained th ethical psi-shield . “It’s a pleasure to meet you Centurion. Feel free to reach out while you are here.” He yawned again. “If you don’t mind I am several hours passed getting to bed. I have Delts shift tonight. Commander I’ll be ready for our normal meeting go anything you want to go over.” (Reply any) He smiled and turned toward the turbo lift. (Posted by Tinmanjayc) We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.- Aristotle ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 - 1515) CO, Captain Keira Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2026 22:51:46 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Deck 1- Bridge- CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1515) “Please excuse the interruption. I just wanted to turn in the reports on sensors and exterior ship components involved in the upcoming co, the test.” "Is this cross-referenced between departments?" Keira asked, glancing at the reports looking for obvious outliers. She handed the PADD back to the owner. “Yes I cross correlated with both engineering and operations. DOTS AND combined engineering and science teams completed the minor corrections and We are go.” Keira watched as Jayc transferred the files for the XO. (Reply Ire if you want) "Excellent." Keira said. "Commander Jayc let me introduce Centurion Delexa, our exchange officer from the Romulan Republic. She'll be attached to us to learn some of our procedures and systems. She will be shadowing your shift on the twentieth after a shift with Dural in sickbay." “It’s a pleasure to meet you Centurion. Feel free to reach out while you are here.” He yawned again. “If you don’t mind I am several hours passed getting to bed. I have Delta shift tonight. Oh and Commander I’ll be ready for our normal meeting go anything you want to go over. Normal coffee? Or ractijino?” (Reply Ire, Delexa) “Good night. And again welcome.” He nodded and turned toward the turbo lift. "Any questions from either of you?" Keira asked. (Reply Ire, Delexa) (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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By the time Jayc had arrived he’d hoped that some kind of concern might be raised. But no, he too seemed excited to see her. He even offered to have her reach out to him. Had he missed a communique? He double check his comm log. No. There had been no mention of anyone new boarding the ship. He did note a transport had occurred less than a half hour earlier. Jayc excused himself to go off duty and went into the turbo lift. Something was going on here. “Any questions from either of you?” the captain asked Ite and Delaxa. Final he stepped away from his station and with a thunderous step moved towards the trio. “If they don’t, Captain, I do,” he said. “I did not receive a security clearance on this… person being on the bridge. Have I missed something?” (reply Merek) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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Fascinating” She said as she saw the screen was active and displaying the names and ranks of all current personnel on the bridge. “Please excuse the interruption. I just wanted to turn in the reports on sensors and exterior ship components involved in the upcoming co, the test.” A science male science officer said after walking onto the bridge. "Is this cross-referenced between departments?" Captain asked as she looked at reports in front of the bridge crew, something that would never happen on a Romulan vessel. “Yes I cross correlated with both engineering and operations. DOTS AND combined engineering and science teams completed the minor corrections and We are go.” The male Science officer responded. (Reply Ire if you want) "Excellent." Merek said. "Commander Jayc let me introduce Centurion Delexa, our exchange officer from the Romulan Republic. She'll be attached to us to learn some of our procedures and systems. She will be shadowing your shift on the twentieth after a shift with Dural in sickbay." “It’s a pleasure to meet you Centurion. Feel free to reach out while you are here.” He yawned again. “If you don’t mind I am several hours passed getting to bed. I have Delta shift tonight. Oh and Commander I’ll be ready for our normal meeting go anything you want to go over. Normal coffee? Or ractijino?” “ It is good to meet you Commander Jayc.” “Good night. And again welcome.” He nodded and turned toward the turbo lift. "Any questions from either of you?" Captain Merek asked. Delexa was about to speak when she was interrupted by the sudden and loud movement of the Brikar on the bridge “If they don’t, Captain, I do,” he said. “I did not receive a security clearance on this… person being on the bridge. Have I missed something?” Delexa looked at him then looked at Captain Merek and Commander Williams. “ I do have something to say…” ( Reply any ) “ I was going to point out that I am surprised by the immense showing of welcome and even more surprising than that, the level of transparency with which has been shown to me.” She looked at the Brikar. “ You were standing at the security tactical terminal, keeping a watchful eye, which is commendable, I assume you are Lieutenant Dogan, the Chief of Security.” ( Reply Dogan) She motioned with her eyes at the command of the chair. “ Your name was on the bridge duty list on the command chairs mission critical interface computer. From the gathered information I deduced who you were and since you have alluded to not knowing what is currently happening I would be happy to provide you with any and all information on behalf of the Captain to answer your inquiries, and clear up any discrepancies, Lieutenant Dogan.” Delexa could practically feel the intensity radiating off the Brikar security chief and did not want to start off on the long foot with any one. ( Reply any) ( Replies Dogan, any) ( Posted By Rob) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3-1519) CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan- From: almuir62 at gmail.com (Al Muir) Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2026 22:43:32 -0800 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSEC - Lt. Cal Dogan- 1519) cal was surprised that the next voice he heard was that of the Romulan’s and not the captain’s. He decided that the universe had gone mad. “I was going to point out, Delaxa said, “that I am surprised by the immense showing of welcome and even more surprising than that, the level of transparency with which has been shown to me.” Looking at Cal she added,“You were standing at the security tactical terminal, keeping a watchful eye, which is commendable. I assume you are Lieutenant Dogan, the Chief of Security.” Dogan’s eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke. The last thing he needed were commendations from a guest. Then he wondered, had she been given full access to crew records? “I am,” his gravely voice tumbled. “And where else would one assume I would be?” He paused for a moment and leaned forward, “How is you know my name?” With a swift movement of her hand Dahr said, “Your name was on the bridge duty list on the command chair’s mission critical interface computer. From the gathered information I deduced who you were and since you have alluded to not knowing what is currently happening. I would be happy to provide you with any and all information on behalf of the Captain to answer your inquiries, and clear up any discrepancies, Lieutenant Dogan.” Without taking his eyes off the woman he tilted his head slightly, as if in thought. Then he spoke. “I prefer to hear explanations from those I have asked… and whose word I trust. Captain?” (reply Merek) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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From the gatheredinformation I deduced who you were and since you have alluded to not knowingwhat is currently happening, I would be happy to provide you with any and allinformation on behalf of the Captain to answer your inquiries, and clear up anydiscrepancies, Lieutenant Dogan.”   Ire could practically feel the intensity radiatingoff Dogan and was ready to step in even though he knew that Dogan was responsibleenough not to fly off the handle at the statement.   (Replies Dogan, Delaxa any)   (Posted By Robbie)  -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (3 - 1523) CO, Captain Keira Merek From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2026 22:41:52 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 3 Stardate: 2446.10.18 (USS Hades - Deck 1 - Bridge - CO, Captain Keira Merek - 1523) “If they don’t, Captain, I do,” he said. “I did not receive a security clearance on this… person being on the bridge. Have I missed something?” ~How am I so lucky to get a chief of security to take their job this seriously.~ Keira mused. “I was going to point out, Delaxa said, “that I am surprised by the immense showing of welcome and even more surprising than that, the level of transparency with which has been shown to me.” Looking at Cal she added,“You were standing at the security tactical terminal, keeping a watchful eye, which is commendable. I assume you are Lieutenant Dogan, the Chief of Security.” “I am,” Cal's gravely voice tumbled. “And where else would one assume I would be?” He paused for a moment and leaned forward, “How is you know my name?” With a swift movement of her hand Dahr said, “Your name was on the bridge duty list on the command chair’s mission critical interface computer. From the gathered information I deduced who you were and since you have alluded to not knowing what is currently happening. I would be happy to provide you with any and all information on behalf of the Captain to answer your inquiries, and clear up any discrepancies, Lieutenant Dogan.” Without taking his eyes off the woman he tilted his head slightly, as if in thought. Then he spoke. “I prefer to hear explanations from those I have asked… and whose word I trust. Captain?” "Her orders came in with the Starfleet transport ship, the USS Princeton. Her orders were marked for me directly." Keira explained. "By protocol they should have been forwarded to you, as they are not classified for my eyes only." (Reply Dogan) "I'll remedy that." Keira said reaching to the spare command chair console, to avoid reaching over Ire who had the bridge at that moment, she entered in some commands forwarding the orders to the Security Chief. "You are free to ask as many questions as allowed by protocol. Assuming she's not under suspicion for any crime." Keira said. (Reply Dogan) "The Centurion is to be afforded the respect and *responsibilities* of an officer of her station. She is an exchange officer so her clearance is *need to know*." Keira answered. (Reply Dogan, Delexa, any on bridge) (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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She went to the auxiliary control of the command seat then turned back to him. "You are free to ask as many questions as allowed by protocol. Assuming she's not under suspicion for any crime." There was a beep on the Brikar’s PADD. Cal pulled it out and activated the screen. He focused on it as his thumb scrolled through the data, then he looked back up. “It appears that she is not…yet,” Dogan said. “However, it will take time for me to process the information completely. I have no questions for Centurion Delaxa at this time. I may later.”No offense, Centurion, but I believe her access to certain critical stations should be restricted until she has been filled vetted.” Merek looked at him squarely and said, "The Centurion is to be afforded the respect and responsibilities of an officer of her station. She is an exchange officer so her clearance is need to know." Cal opened his mouth to protest then shut it. Anything further would be a challenge to the captain directly. He had no desire to kill her in a challenge of her position. That would not look good on his service record. Perhaps a more private conversation would be better. Stepping back he said, “As you command, so shall I follow.” Then he looked at Delaxa. “Perhaps, Centurion, you and I could have a time to meet, before you start your first duty shift?” (reply Delaxa, Merek, any) (posted by Al Muir) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (4 - 1000, 1010) Commander Quinna Solice From: msklbailey2016 at gmail.com (Kris Bailey) Date: Sun, 1 Feb 2026 12:55:53 -0600 NPRG: First time posting to both mailers. Mission: Homecoming Day: 4 Stardate: 2446-10-18 (USS Hades -- Deck 2 -- Guest Quarters -- Commander Quinna Solice -- 1000) Quinna spent the morning checking and rechecking everything. Her black away bag took most of the attention. She stopped a moment as her head started to throb. Quinna ignored it but became extremely frustrated as she noticed that an older model sub derman generator was in her bag. It had been a while since she practiced medicine. She announced to the room, not paying attention if anyone was there, “I am going to sickbay to see if there is updated equipment.” and she walks out. (USS Hades -- Medical promenade - Commander Quinna Solice -- 1010) Quinna strolled into the med area. She hoped that she would be able to take care of her needs. She rolled her neck and could hear the popping of her neck bones. Something that always happens with a headache. However she need to take care of getting the updated equipment before fixing her brain. “Excuse me, can I get some help?” Quinna asked and introduced herself informally, “I’m Quinna.” (Reply Any) “It appears that the med kit I have contains an older subdermal regenerator. Could I borrow one of the newer one that has been issued?” Quinna felt embarrassed not checking before leaving the station.” (Reply any) “Thank you.” Quinna says. (Reply Any) Quinna then took a deep breath, “Now that the team is prepared, can you give me something for a headache, It is rather throbbing?” Quinna asked. When thinking of Quinna, she models the old adage that Doctors make the worst patients. (Reply any) (posted by Kris B) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: ( 4 - 1012) CMO Lt. Dural Methor DrPH From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Mon, 2 Feb 2026 12:38:43 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 4 Stardate: 2446-10-18 (USS Hades - Main Sickbay - CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH - 1012) “Excuse me, can I get some help?” Quinna asked and introduced herself informally, “I’m Quinna.” "C-c-c Commander?" The young man stuttered. "I hope I can help you." Dural saw the medical technician greet their guest doctor, watching the poor kid stuttering and moved to help. “It appears that the med kit I have contains an older subdermal regenerator. Could I borrow one of the newer one that has been issued?” Quinna felt embarrassed not checking before leaving the station.” "It's fine." Dural said with a smile, he held out the asked for regenerator. "It's on the house Doctor Solice." “Thank you.” Quinna says. "You look rather prepared..." Dural started and saw discomfort on the young doctor's face. "..is there something else?" Quinna then took a deep breath, “Now that the team is prepared, can you give me something for a headache, It is rather throbbing?” Quinna asked. "Any allergies?" Dural asked. (Reply Quinna) "Is this a chronic problem, or something new?" Dural asked. (Reply Quinna) Dural snapped open a medical tricorder. "Hmmm.." (Reply Quinna) (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: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (4 - 1016) CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2026 10:17:49 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 4 Stardate: 2446-10-18 (USS Hades - Main Sickbay - CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH - 1016) “Hmmm what?” Quinna asked. “I am not sure I like that ‘hmmm’ of yours.” "Just an unexpected variable," the Cardassian assured her. " Take me maybe three hours to lock them down... four tops." “I am supposed to leave in about 2 hours. Can’t you please administer some just tripacederine? Just to ease the pain. I would do it but… Your ship, Your credentials. Mine won’t let me.” "Physician heal thyself..." Dural said with a disappointed look. "Conflict of interest." (Reply Quinna) "I'm not questioning your integrity," Dural assured her, loading a hypo. "Just urging you to be careful, and if you wanted privileges you could have just asked." (Reply Quinna) "Tripacederine at thirty micrograms per milliliter, one and one half mil for a dose of forty-five micrograms." Dural answered. (Reply Quinna) He handed her the hypo after the injection. "Keep the hypo. It's a ten mil vial. Allows for repeat doses, should you need." (Reply Quinna) "Am I not benevolent?" Dural said with a smile. "You can take it PRN, but no more than once in a twelve hour period. Otherwise you risk toxicity. Renal and hepatic involvement, it's best if you don't go down that path." (Reply Quinna) (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: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (4 - 1019) CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH From: docholladay2021 at gmail.com (Todd Holladay) Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2026 22:21:41 -0600 Mission: Homecoming Day: 4 Stardate: 2446-10-18 (USS Hades - Main Sickbay - CMO, Lt. Dural Methor DrPH - 1019) “I will use it sparingly. I usually do.” Quinna had paused for half a beat and then spoke again. “I will be back on the Hades. When I come back, I don’t know when but I have a ship to return, but when I do, how about you fix my brain?” "Neurology is not my forte, so no guarantees. " Dural warned her with a cautionary finger, " but I promise a full set of scans and, I may know a few people. Call me the hour you step foot back on the Hades. Any shift." “I will message you when I return.” Dural nodded with a smile as she walked out to her mission. (reply none) NRPG: Tying up loose ends. -- 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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Two short strides and she entered onto the bridge. (reply bridge) She nodded to Ire as she crossed the distance. "Helm, bring us about one hundred eighty degrees mark zero, have our aft facing the belt then take us to a full stop." (Reply Ire) "Aye Captain." "USS Cheron and USS Cerberus, this is the Captain, are you ready for departure?" Keira asked and sat down in the center chair. (Replies Cheron and Cerberus) "Open the doors for them." Keira said, looking at Ire to her right side. (Reply Ire) "Ops, viewscreen angle aft, let's see them off." Keira said the anticipation mounting. The viewscreen then showed a downward angle of the aft portion of the ship. The upper two of her four nacelles cast a bluish glow. The joint venture runabout the Cheron was the first to exit. (Reply Cheron) "Permission granted for departure. Hail us on secure channels if you have need for backup. Fair winds and following seas." Keira said. (Reply Cheron) The smaller craft exited gracefully, and in moments warped out of view. (Reply Cerberus) "Permission granted for departure." Keira said in response. "Go get'em Cerberus." (Reply Cerberus, 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... 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(reply bridge) She nodded to Ire as she crossed the distance. "Helm, bring us about one hundred eighty degrees mark zero, have our aft facing the belt then take us to a full stop." (Reply Ire) "Aye Captain." "USS Cerberus, this is the Captain, are you ready for departure?" Keira asked and sat down in the center chair. (Reply Cerberus) "Open the doors for them." Keira said, looking at Ire to her right side. (Reply Ire) "Ops, viewscreen angle aft, let's see them off." Keira said the anticipation mounting. The viewscreen then showed a downward angle of the aft portion of the ship. The upper two of her four nacelles cast a bluish glow. (Reply Cerberus) "Permission granted for departure." Keira said in response. "Go get'em Cerberus." Keira watched as the Marine dropship exited the craft gracefully. =^= Masters to OPS, launch the training package to the following coordinates. =^= Keira nodded. Indicating approval. "Acknowledged firing probe set now." A full volley from the aft launcher streaked out of sight. Followed by the Cerberus disappearing from view. (Reply Cerberus, 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... 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"Hey Doc, you ready?" Sean asked. He looked over at the lone chair at the aft medical station. (Reply Keats) "Buckle up ladies, gentlemen and all non-binary beings." Sean announced before settling back down in the pilot's seat. =^= USS Cheron and USS Cerberus, this is the Captain, are you ready for departure? =^= Sean waited for the Cheron's response before responding himself. "This is USS Cerberus, ready for departure." Sean said. He watched as the Tartarus doors opened revealing a star field, and other cosmic sights. =^= Permission granted for departure.=^= Came the Captain's voice, =^= Go get'em Cerberus.=^= "Lifting off now." Sean announced into the passenger compartment and into the flight recorder. (Reply Cerberus passengers) Sean guided the craft out of the shuttle bay expertly. "Masters to OPS, launch the training package to the following coordinates." =^= Acknowledged firing probe set now.=^= The Hades fired a series of probes from the aft launcher that would assemble their training area. "Executing micro warp jump in three.... two... one.." Sean announced. The Cerberus streaked off to its destination. (Reply Stom, Keats, 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 <#m_8260959952746474278_DAB4FAD8-2DD7-40BB-A1B8-4E2AA1F9FDF2> -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: ============================================================================== HADESRPG: (4 - 1422) Lt(jg) Dr Rosalyn Keats From: mark.howard9 at gmail.com (Mark Howard) Date: Sat, 28 Feb 2026 01:35:24 +0000 Mission: Homecoming Day: 4 Stardate: 2446.10.19 (USS Cerberus, Crew Compartment - Lt(jg) Dr Rosalynd Keats - 1422) =/\=Final checks before departure.=/\= Masters announced, voice commanding attention both in tone and volume. =/\=Count off with readiness status by squad.=/\= Keats shifted in her seat, it had been a while since she’d been on this kind of operation, and truth be told, she didn’t think that she’d ever be suited up in this manner again. Given the injuries that she’s sustained, both physical and mental, there was a tiny part of her that was telling her that this was, even now, not a great idea. It was temporary, she’d told herself, she was simply filling in, while the units normal Corpsman arrived on the ship and took his or her position. As she’d prepped back in the locker room, she’d told that lie to herself, and even her reflection had the decency to look at her with disdain. "Hey Doc, you ready?" Sean asked. He looked over at the lone chair at the aft medical station. Keats grabbed the straps on the harness and pulled tight, fastening her into place. “Trays are in the upright position and magazines have been stowed away. Drinks will be served once we’re in normal flight.” She said somewhat whimsically. =/\=Buckle up ladies, gentlemen and all non-binary beings.=/\= Sean announced before settling back down in the pilot's seat. =/\=Lifting off now.=/\= Sean announced into the passenger compartment and into the flight recorder. Keats heard the chatter from the cockpit, and eventually felt the ship lift off and move slowly toward where the Warp point was, where she knew she’d feel the rush of adrenaline that she always did at such moments. Whether training or ActiveOps, the wave that hit her was always the same, she could feel the beginnings of it already. =/\=Executing micro warp jump in three.... two... one..=/\= Masters’ voice came through their headsets, she felt her nerves begin to tingle as she saw the starlines move past them through the tiny window opposite. “Is it a bad time to question whether it was a good idea or not to do this?” She asked of noone in particular, “only…I sort of made a lot of promises I wouldn’t be doing this again.” She grinned, a mixture of inane amusement and her irrepressible and occasionally vapid sense of humour evident on her face. (Reply any) Roz turned and replied with a chuckle and a tense around the eyes and a shake of the head. “Oh…my mother is going to be soooooooo pissed at me for this one.” (Reply any) (Posted by Mark) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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Since she had only been on the Hades in a command capacity she didn't feel the pangs of nostalgia so strongly. She noticed a fairly light amount of activity at least less than she expected for what was about to happen anyway. (Reply Engineering, Dogan) ~Since we'll have to run it with the shift that's on when we do this, maybe not plussing it up is a good idea.~ As she walked through, enlisted technicians made a path for her. "It's fine," she said, "carry on." "Lieutenant Alouron, how come the preparations?" Keira asked with a broad smile she wasn't initially aware of. (reply Alouron, any) "I was looking to get going on schedule, does fifteen-thirty work?" Keira asked. Her smile was replaced with the look of all seriousness. She was giving the answer she expected, even though it was framed as a question. (Reply Alouron, 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. 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