ILLUMINARRPG: (4 - 19:05) COps/3rdO Lieutenant Dieter Grergory

[Dieter Gregory]

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Mission: A Cure Delayed

Day: 4

Stardate:  2445.10.28


(USS Illuminar - Deck 5 - Holodeck 1 - COps/3rdO Lieutenant Dieter 
Gregory - 1905)


Straightening his uniform, he entered the holodeck.  The space 
transformed to Captain’s ready room.  Sitting on the couch across from 
the desk was a short man with dark hair wearing in a velvet gray tunic 
with silver shoulder buttons and white edging.  The trousers were also 
gray with white piping.   Gregory had not seen such a uniform before.


The man stood up, all 5 foot or so of him tall and looked at Gregory 
with his grey eyes.  “I am Admiral Naismith, of the Dendarii 
Mercenaries,” he said by way of introduction.  “I am here to brief you 
on this exercise, so pay attention.”


The man started to pace, “Oh, for gosh sake, sit down.”


Gregory took a seat. “No, not there, on the other side of the desk. Are 
you dense man?  That side, “ he pointed to the far side of the desk, “is 
where the Captain sits, and for the purposes of this exercise, that is 
you.” he accentuated his words by poking Gregory in the chest, pushing 
the Lieutenant to the proper chair.


With Gregory sitting, Naismith started pacing on the other side of the 
desk.  His frenetic energy as he began to speak.  “You are assigned to 
this ship, a New Orleans class frigate, the USS Jefferson.  You are on 
patrol in this sector where several cargo transports have disappeared 
without a trace.  Your crew is experienced, an average of 5 years in 
StarFleet, two years on this ship.”


“This sector has three stars with M class planets, and the most advanced 
is equivalent to Earth, circa 1800.  However, it is on an ideal trade 
route that has been used for over a century.  The cargo transports have 
all been carrying various minerals that were mined from this asteroid 
belt,” he said, pointing to a star chart.  “The disappearances have 
occurred in this region of space,” he highlighted a region of space.  
“There is a transport that will be traversing this space shortly.  It is 
the Tellarite freighter Phindhra.  The captain of the ship is Crorc 
Xallaos.”


“Do you have questions, Lieutenant?”


Gregory looked at the Admiral  “Sir, the mission is to attempt to 
identify why cargo transports have been disappearing in a sector that is 
low technology.  We have a stalking horse in the shape of a Tellarite 
freighter.  I am to assume we are also to do what we can to prevent the 
freighter from disappearing?”


“Very good Lieutenant.  You do think. Maybe there is hope for you yet, 
now go and take command.”


Gregory stood, “Aye, Sir.”

Walking onto the bridge, he looked around. The bridge was quiet other 
than the sounds of instruments. He moved to the Captain’s chair and sat 
down. “Status,” he said.


The man to his right spoke, “All systems are nominal sir. We are 
tracking the Phindhra at the moment on long range scanners. “


“Any other disturbances?”


“Scanners are clear Sir,” called the science officer. “We have charted 
all subspace anomalies and those are fed into navigation.”


“How long to get a pair of class I probes on station in and around the 
target space?"

"Ten minutes from launch at max speed," replied the Science officer.

"Alright, make it so. There is no such thing as space ghosts, and 
technology always leaves a trace. Have the probes focus around 
propulsion particles. Also follow the tachyon eddies."

"Aye sir. Probes are ready."

"Launch probes. Now we wait."

  Gregory watched the crew do their jobs. This was the hardest part of 
the command chair. He quietly reviewed what they knew with the first 
officer when the science officer spoke up. "Sir, we are reading an 
unusual particle field 500,000 km from the Phindhra. There is some odd 
scattering field impacting the sensors."

"Tactical, arm weapons. Helm, take us to that region. About 50,000 km 
above the Phindhra. Yellow alert."


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