USS Spectre Compile - May 1st-31st 2006 by Alan Reading ========================================================================= Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 (USS Spectre - Deck nine - subsection four A - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 12:17) (IRW Dihvael - Bridge - Commander Talok - 16:00) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 16:07) (IRW Dihvael - Talok`s preperatory Quarters - Commander Talok & Tal Shiar operative N'Alae - 16:10) (USS Spectre, Sickbay, Remae Ktell - 16:40) (USS Spectre, Main Engineering – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 1641) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:45) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:48) (USS Spectre, Main Engineering – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 1651) (Bridge of the USS Spectre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 16:53 hours) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:59) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor -17:00) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-17:02) (Bridge of the USS Spctre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 17:03 hours) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor & TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:04) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-17:06) (USS Spectre, Bridge, ACSO Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 17:08 hours) (IRW Dihvael - Bridge - Commander Talok & Sub Commander Selerk - 17:08) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor & Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:09) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:37) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:40) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:42) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:46) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:47) (USS Spectre - Ten Forward - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 21:47) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:50) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:52) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt JG Banowsky-21:56) (USS Spectre-Angeletti's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-22:03) (USS Spectre - Deck 7 Corridor - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 22:04) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 6 Stardate: 2407.01.18 (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 05:00) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 05:00) (USS Spectre-Captain's Ready Room-Lt. JG Banowsky-05:01) (USS Spectre-Personal Quarters-ACSO Lt. 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(JG) Chenoll - 2135) (USS Spectre - Crew Quarters - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 22:13) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 21 Stardate: 2407.02.02 (Shuttlecraft Smith - Cockpit - Lt. Brian Rogers - 14.00) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 5 Stardate: 2407.01.17 (USS Spectre - Deck nine - subsection four A - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 12:17) Kyla listened carefully for any sounds of movement as she moved slowly through the dark. So far she hadn't heard much of anything, just the steady pulse of the ship as its power coursed through the operational decks. As Angeletti moved forward a few more steps, she thought she heard the sounds of someone tinkering about with something, and then her eyes caught a faint impression of a humanoid shape in the darkness. Kyla walked slowly toward the figure, continuing to listen carefully. When she was close enough, she reached out her hand and she relaxed a little more when it did in fact make contact with what she assumed to be Yelena's shoulder. "Shit Angeletti, you scared the....how do you say...crap out of me", said Yelena. "Sorry. I wasn't even really sure it was you. I thought maybe I was just seeing things. This corridor had been so quiet and very empty for a while, and I was beginning to wonder where you were." The relief was obvious in Kyla's voice, and she winced slightly as she apologized. "I`m just glad it`s you", said Yelena, "I need you to isolate some of the ODN nodes in this junction, I need to know if there are any alterations here that are non standard to the Spectres design & if so, what they are connecting too", she added. "Alright." Kyla nodded. "I have to go into twenty four to check a few things out, I`ll leave you to it for the moment", said Yelena as she promptly headed off for the aforementioned crew quarters. As Yelena moved away, Kyla looked once around the corridor, then turned to begin her task. (Reply none, any) (Posted by Sondra) (IRW Dihvael - Bridge - Commander Talok - 16:00) All at once, the bridge crew of the Imperial Romulan Warbird Dihvael came alive as the federation vessel under their scrutiny suddenly came about & warped out of the system. "The federation contact has broke orbit of Avendar & left the system Commander", said the Romulan Conn officer. Talok raised himself up in his chair in responce to the Conn announcement, then he accessed his command console directly. "What is their heading?", said Talok Questioningly. "Heading zero two five mark two four relative, they have engaged at warp four commander", said the Conn officer. "Is there any responce from the ships of the massed fleet", said Talok. "No Commander, the federation ship remains cloaked, it appears that they left unnoticed by anyone but ourselves", said the Romulan Conn officer. Talok sat & pondered these latest events for a short while, then he adressed the conn once again. "Prepare to engage the quantum singularity drive, bring us about & pursue the vessel, match it`s speed & heading but remain at a safe distance", said Talok as he opened a channel to Tal Shiar officer N'alae. "N'alae, meet me in my preperatory quarters, I need to discuss something with you", said Talok. There was a brief pause, then came a reply. =/\=I am on my way Commander=/\= Talok stood & walked to the rear of the bridge, a look of consternation etched upon his features as he went. "You have the bridge sub commander", he said & almost imediately, his second in command nodded & moved to the command chair. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 16:07) "And our cloak?, status reports show it to be one hundred percent operational but I need to know if anything is likely to develop otherwise?", said T`Vhor turning to address Ensign Angeletti. Angeletti had been listening to T`Vhor's every word, but her eyes had wondered between his stern expression, the crew members he addressed and inanimate objects around the room, such as the table and walls. She was glad she caught the movement of his head as he turned his gaze upon her. Otherwise, she may have made a fool of herself by not answering him... "Everything in regards to the cloaking device is operating within normal parameters. I don't expect to run into any difficulties or abnormalities. But, I will inform you of any unwanted changes." "Good, make sure it remains so", said T`Vhor, "I will need to see you in the Captain`s ready room after this briefing Ensign", he added. Angeletti was surprised and perplexed by T`Vhor's last statement. She couldn't think of any reason for T`Vhor to speak to her in private audience. But then a thought struck her. Something she hadn't really thought about until now. H'Chir had not returned with the rest of the crew. Angeletti was so used to him running about, doing his own thing that she nearly had not even noticed he was gone. Worry swept over her and she was nearly consumed by a wave of panic. As T`Vhor's voice cut through her turbulent thoughts, Kyla felt her body tense and then relax as she realised he had been addressing the entire company. "Any Questions?", said T`Vhor looking around the room. (Reply none, any) (Posted by Sondra) (IRW Dihvael - Talok`s preperatory Quarters - Commander Talok & Tal Shiar operative N'Alae - 16:10) N'alae sat in the chair at the side of the room as Talok reached into a cabinet to remove a bottle of Romulan ale from within. He glanced momentarilly at the Tal shiar woman & smiled as he placed it upon the table next to her along with two glasses, then he filled both & slid one across towards her. "Drink up N`alae, nobody is going to inform on you for imbibing alchohol whilst on duty", said Talok. N'alae simply looked at it dismissively, she was too much of a senate puppet to take advantage of the Commanders offer but it didn`t bother him in the least, if she wouldn`t drink it it only meant another glass for himself as he began discussing the latest developments with her. "The cloaked federation ship has just left Avendar, it is apparently on route to Cor Caroli", said Talok as he sipped slowly at his drink, "Probably Starbase 375", he added in an almost matter of fact tone of voice. N'alae said nothing, she simply ran the situation through her mind & postulated theories of conspiricy, just as was expected from an upwardly mobile young Tal Shiar officer. "So tell me N'alae, what are your recommendation`s to this latest development", said Talok. "My assesement still stands", said N'alae, "I believe that the federation intends to mount an all out assault upon Romulus itself", she added. "Why else would they ally themselves with our sworn enemy the Klingons?", she asked. Talok merely sighed out loud in responce to her continual distrust of anything remotely federation. "N'alae...N'alae...N'alae..... Will you only ever see conspiracy, will you never open your mind to anything but?", said Talok taking another sip of his ale. "Will you never see conspiracy in anything that they do?", said N'alae in responce, "what will it take before you acknowledge such in these Humans, they have no honour whatsover, they maim & murder their own", she added with a look of dismissive disgust forming upon her face. "My loyalty is to the Romulan senate, where is yours Commander Talok?", said N'alae. "Why to the Senate also of course N'alae", said Talok sipping at his drink once again. "And to the Romulan people of course", he added. "Of course", said N'alae... "Drink your drink N'alae, live a little, there are no Tal Shiar surveilance devices watching you I can assure you of that", said Talok. N'alae quirked an eyebrow & glanced at the glass, then she took it up & drank the ale down in one gulp before standing up from the chair. "Leaving so soon N'alae", said Talok, "you haven`t given me your recommendations on the actions of the federation vessel yet", he added. N'alae turned about from her departing motion & looked into Taloks eyes once again. "I believe that whatever the federation is doing now, you will observe as ordered, you will note it all down & you will do nothing as always", said N'alae. "My recommendations will not count for anything but I will give them regardless....", said N'alae. "I recommend that you report our observations to senate as definate proof that Romulus is under threat of a Federation/Klingon alliance, I recommend that we move the fleet to operational deployement in preperation for a first strike option", said N'alae. "I recommend many things Commander Talok but will you listen to any of them.... I think not", she added as she promptly left the room & the Commander to the company of his Romulan ale as agitated as when she had first arrived. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre, Sickbay, Remae Ktell - 16:40) "Captain, its Doctor Williams. You’re in sickbay. You’re okay." Groggy, Remae came around in the familiar sickbay of the USS Spectre, looking around; he caught the blurred and unfocused face of the Chief Medical Officer looking down at him. “Wwwwhat… happened?”, he mumbled, not about to move much more than his mouth and eyes, he was also dry. A nurse popped a drink in front him of him and he managed to get the straw to feed him some water. "Take it easy Captain you have just come out of surgery. You are still weak from the anesthetic." He didn’t do anything more than nod slightly, he had a lot of questions in his mind, how did the mission go? Who was in command? In the end, he couldn’t get his body to cooperate with his mind so he stopped trying. "Captain I'm sorry to say that you triggered an explosive mine. It took your legs off at the thigh as well as damaging your intestines. I performed surgery on your intestines but I could not save your legs I'm sorry Captain.", said Williams. ~ What did he say? ~ Whatever had happened, it didn’t register and Remae’s mind simply skipped over most of what the Doctor had told him and simply informed him in simple language to tell him he wasn’t going anyway and he wasn’t fit for command, and no matter how long it had been, someone else was calling the shots on his ship now and it looked like that wasn’t going to change anytime soon. Unconsciousness was coming back fast, Remae didn’t have a lot of time and he managed to get someone to give him a PADD, it was almost painful as he pressed some of the buttons, accessing a few words, his files were accessed and a document presented itself on the screen. He fell into the black once more, the PADD lay on the bed still in his hands. A pre-written document was displayed on the screen, it was marked for the attention of Lt T’Vhor, it read: ‘Mr T’Vhor, Over the past few months I’ve been impressed with your conduct onboard the ship and after careful thought and discussions with Admiral LoDona, I am happy to offer you promotion to Lieutenant Commander with all the privileges and responsibilities therein, congratulations.’ Along with the document, the command codes needed to access the new pips from a command replicator. Remae had intended to give the new promotion to his First Officer at a ceremony after the mission, but this would have to do until Remae could get ‘back on his feet’. (Reply None) (Posted by Anthony Keen) (USS Spectre, Main Engineering – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 1641) =/\=Nollys to Engineering, we’re detecting a leak somewhere on the ship. I’m not sure what it is or possibly where, but could you run a diagnostic and make sure it’s not another sensor malfunction?=/\= Not wanting to drop the torque wrench she was currently holding, M’Rurrh reached a foot up and tapped the console to open the channel with the bridge. “Engineering; one sensor diagnostic coming up. Should be ready in ten minutes.” =/\=Thanks, Nollys out.=/\= The Caitian looked round to make sure one of the engineering staff had started the diagnostic and turned her attention back to adjusting the plasma flow regulators. (Reply any, none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 16:45) "Sir, we have another idea once we hear from engineering. The only problem with this is that once it's initiated chances are if it's a ship they'll know we've detected them and are on to them.", said the Science officer. "If it`s who I think it may be Lieutenant then the moment they are detected, they will turn tail & run", said T`Vhor. "Either way whatever allows us to know for sure has to take place...... continue with your plan", he added as he returned his attention to the forward viewscreen. (Reply Nollys, any, IYW) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:48) "If it`s who I think it may be Lieutenant then the moment they are detected, they will turn tail & run", said T`Vhor. "Either way whatever allows us to know for sure has to take place...... continue with your plan", he added as he returned his attention to the forward viewscreen. ~That's what I just said,~ Yayla thought. Turning around, she mentally rolled her eyes and finally got a response from engineering. =^=Engineering to Lieutenant Nollys; the diagnostic says the sensors are fine. Whatever you’re looking at would appear to be real.=^= "Thanks for checking." =^=Anything else we can do for you, Lieutenant?=^= "No thanks, not as of now. I'll let you know if anything else pops up, Nollys out." Checking over her shoulder, she saw that T'Vhor had heard their response and was more than happy she didn't have to repeat it. She then turned towards McKenzie and said, "Alright, lets give your plan a shot." <> "You start it off and I'll be your backup," she said, hitting a few buttons at her own console, helping him along. It would be too long before they would have a working photon blast to radiate the object in space for all to see. (Reply: McKenzie, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre, Main Engineering – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 1651) She watched patiently as the indicator bar slowly filled from left to right and finally announced the completion of the sensor diagnostic. “Engineering to Lieutenant Nollys; the diagnostic says the sensors are fine. Whatever you’re looking at would appear to be real.” (Reply if desired) “Anything else we can do for you, Lieutenant?” (Reply Nollys, any) (Posted by Michael Drake) (Bridge of the USS Spectre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 16:53 hours) "Alright, lets give your plan a shot." said Yayla. Kenny smiled. He was glad and also a little shy that he got so much prase from Yayla. He walked back to his console and brought up the scmatics of the ships Photon Torpedos. He looked at the screen to see if he could reconfigule the torpedo to emit a burst of pulsealing tachyons which, as he lernt back at the Academy, should show anthing that would be cloaked, if only for a few secounds. He knew that the Fedaration had used tachyons before to detect Romualn Warbirds around the Neutral-Zone before, so this, he knew, should work. By pressing a few buttons, he began to fill the a spare containger in the torpedo with tachyons, near the matter/anti-matter containers, so that the pulse would emit much esaier once the explostion had taken place. "Lt.?" asked Kenny. "Tell me what you think of this idea?" Kenny tranfered the the stats for the re-configued Photon Torpedo over to her staiton. He was sure that the fact that it was filled with tachyons would show up a clocked ship, but he wanted her view before he trayed anything else... (Repliy Lt. Yayla Nollys) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-16:59) "Lt.?" asked Kenny. "Tell me what you think of this idea?" Waiting as the schematics were transferred to her station, she looked over the photon torpedo design. Inside the chamber were tachyons comparable next to the matter/antimatter chamber. In theory, once the torpedo was away, they could do one of two things. One, they could aim it directly at their target and let it explode off of them, creating a possible explosion...and not really knowing what that object was in the first place, that would not be good. Or two, they could use their phasers to detonate the torpedo once it was in range. This way the object in question would not be hit and they could still get sensor feedback. Looking over the schematic, Yayla said, "I think this will work. Let me know when you get the torpedo ready so we can let T'Vhor and tactical know. They'll need to use phasers to detonate it." <> Agreeing on the plan, she waited as he finished getting the torpedo ready. In the meantime, she turned around and looked towards T'Vhor. "Sir, Ensign McKenzie's idea is this...use a torpedo filled with tachyons and disperse it. Upon doing so, only let it get close to the target, but use our phasers to detonate it. This way it won't hit the object in question or destroy the object." <> "Yes sir, we'll have it ready shortly." (Reply: McKenzie, T'Vhor, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor -17:00) With Nollys & McKenzie deep in discussion concerning their plans to discover what it was that was following them, T`Vhor became momentarily distracted by thoughts of Betazed & the state that the planet now remained in. This was the birthplace of his mother after all, it was horrifying what they had found there after Doenitz`s troops had occupied it. It was Nolly`s however that had snapped him out of his thoughts as she suddenly turned to appraise him of their plan & it`s strategy. "Sir, Ensign McKenzie's idea is this...use a torpedo filled with tachyons and disperse it. Upon doing so, only let it get close to the target, but use our phasers to detonate it. This way it won't hit the object in question or destroy the object." T`Vhor pondered the idea for a short while, he didn`t much like the idea of targetting the unknown directly but the second idea of detonating it close by seemed reasonable. If it was a warbird as he had suspected, the Tachyons would shower the contact & light it up like a beacon. The Romulans would not risk a conflict at this time so they would imediately withdraw having lost their capacity of stealth. It was the logical thing to do regardless of the fact that Romulans rarely embraced Logic. "Prepare your probe Lieutenant, let me know when it`s loaded & ready", said T`Vhor. "Yes sir, we'll have it ready shortly.", said Nollys. (Reply Nollys, McKenzie, Any, IYW) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-17:02) Upon informing her first officer of McKenzie's plan while he worked on it, she awaited to see what his reaction would be. "Prepare your probe Lieutenant, let me know when it's loaded & ready", said T`Vhor. "Yes sir, we'll have it ready shortly," Yayla said. It wasn't long, only about three minutes before McKenzie turned to her and said, "Lt. it's ready. Lets load the torpedo." Yayla took a look over what he had done and agreed. Impressed, he was just fresh out of the Academy and was already whipping up torpedo sensors in no time. This was the kind of work she liked and could get used to...someone who knew what they were doing but didn't yet have the necessary experience like she did. "Alright, " she said. Yayla then let him have the floor. "Sir?" he said turning to T'Vhor. "The torpedo is ready to be loaded." (Reply: T'Vhor, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (Bridge of the USS Spctre, Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 17: 03 hours) "I think this will work. Let me know when you get the torpedo ready so we can let T'Vhor and tactical know, they'll need to use phasers to detonate it." said Yalya. "Aye, Mam. It should be realdy soon, ah just gotta mame sure it's all readly to be loaded." replied Kenny. Kenny whacthed Yalya walked over to T'Vhor. She was most likely going to inform them of their plan. While she did this, Kenny wanted to make sure that this plan was goning to work. He never liked to rush things. He was the kind of man who would go over ever thing before desidede in next move. "Sir, Ensign McKenzie's idea is this; Use a torpedo filled with tachyons and disperse it. Upon doing so, only let it get close to the target, but use our phasers to detonate it. This way it won't hit the object in question or destroy the object." she said to T'Vhor. "Prepare your probe, Lieutenant. Let me know when it`s loaded and ready" said T`Vhor. "Yes sir, we'll have it ready shortly." said Yalya. He pulled up the scmatics of the Photon Torpedo agian as he wanted to make sure it was readly and that the tachyons where stable. It looks as if all was readly, he just need to inform Yalya now. He felt a little shy asked her almost evey secound, but Kenny was never very confident, he need another perons point of view on meny things, it just mae him feel better. "Lt., it's readly. Lets load the torpedo." he said to her. (Repliy Lt. Yalya Nollys) "Sir?" he said turning to T'Vhor. "The torpedo is readly to be loaded." (Repliy Lt. T'Vhor.) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor & TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:04) "The torpedo is ready to be loaded", said McKenzie. T`Vhor turned to the tactical console the moment the Science officer had informed him of their intention to commit. "Lieutenant, can you pinpoint with any accuracy the location of the sensor contact, it`s approximate range & any data on it`s current course & heading", said T`Vhor. Vasilyovna was on it in seconds as she ran her fingers deftly across her console in responce to T`Vhor`s questions. "Nothing definate sir, only faint & sporadic emanations, ripples in space..... I can however give you an aproximate location to within ten thousand kilometres", said Yelena. "Feed it to the targetting scanners & inform when ready", said T`Vhor returning his attention to the viewscreen once again. "Lock and load that torpedo Mr McKenzie", said T`Vhor. (Reply McKenzie, Any) "Rear angle on the viewer", said T`Vhor & the view changed to that of the rear of the Spectre with it`s nacelles framing the diminishing warp stars as they streaked away into the distance. "Targetting acquired & locked", said Yelena glancing over to the science officers standing in readiness by their consoles. "Lieutenant Nollys, Ensign McKenzie....", said T`Vhor turning to face them again. "You may fire the torpedo in your own time", he added. (Reply Nollys, McKenzie, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Bridge, Science 1-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-17:06) Finally getting the torpedo loaded and ready to go, T'Vhor said, "Lieutenant Nollys, Ensign McKenzie....you may fire the torpedoin your own time." "Shall we?" he asked. "On your mark," she responded. It was only about two seconds before she heard someone say, "Torpedo away." Concentrating on her sensors, she didn't want to miss anything that may pop up. "Tatical, fire phasers on the topedo." McKenzie said. Watching as the torpedo exploded, a huge flash of light radiated space and illuminated the object that had been in question for so long. Sensor data pouring in from everywhere, Nollys' fingers flew over the console filing it and making some sense of it. "Sir?" McKenzie said turning to T'Vhor. "What do you make of this?" Hearing McKenzie ask T'Vhor, she half listened as she awaited his response. (Reply: Any, none) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre, Bridge, ACSO Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 17:08 hours) "Lieutenant Nollys, Ensign McKenzie, you may fire the torpedo in your own time" said T'Vhor turning to them. Kenny looked at Yalya and smiled. "Shall we?" he asked (Reply Lt. Yalya Nollys) Kenny nodded at a man at the Tatical station. The man nodded back and pressed a few buttons and then blepping was heard. "Torpedo away" said the man. Kenny felt good. He was glad that his plan was working, well, his and Yalya's plan. He did want to tak the credit for it. She had helped too. He turned to the viewscreen which was facing the back of the ship and whaced how the torpedo was flying out behind them. Turning back to his Scinace consle, he preped himslef for the data. He split the screen on his staion so that the part on the left showed the viewscreen, and the part on the right showed a conputerisd map of the area. "Tatical, fire phasers on the topedo." As the phasers hit, Kenny saw a flash on both parts of the screen. He could make out the a faint greenist glow as the tacyons hit the clocked object, but it was not visible for long enought to make out what it really was, but it was big. On the screen to his left, Kenny begain to recive some data, but he was not sure what it was all saying. The data was saying that it might be a ship of some kind, but it was a little distorded, as if it had been damaged or erased... "Sir?" he said turning to T'Vhor. "What do you make of this?" (Repliy T'Vhor) (Posted by Gavin Work) (IRW Dihvael - Bridge - Commander Talok & Sub Commander Selerk - 17:08) "Our sensors have gone crazy Commander, we have been hit by something", said the Sub Commander. "Drop us to impulse drive, run diagnostics on our cloak, report all stations.....Now!", cried Talok. "What has hit us, report", cried Talok as the Dihvael dropped to impulse in responce to his prior orders. "Tachyon`s Commander, the Dihvael is swamped in a tachyon field of some kind, sensors detected a detonation ahead of us, possibly a remotely operated sensor net of some kind, I can`t be sure", said Selerk. "Bring us to a stop, plot a course away from the vessel, report to senate that our current position has been compromised & we are retreating from further contact at this time", said Commander Talok in obvious annoyance of their unmasking. "Confirmed your orders Commander, plotting a tangential course to contact, reporting to senate", said Sub Commander Selerk as the Dihvael reluctantly broke away from her pursuit of the federation vessel to a safer distance. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor & Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:09) "Sir?", said the Science officer. "What do you make of this?", he added as he scrutinised the results of the phaser detonation blast in their wake. T`Vhor stood from the chair & headed on over to the science console to see for himself what it was that the science officers were now looking at. "Indications are that it is indeed a vessel of some kind", said T`Vhor as he watched the data scroll up the console. "Lieutenant Vasilyovna, has the contact changed course?", said T`Vhor looking over to the tactical console. "It has come to heading three two four mark one nine & dropped out of warp", said Yelena. "It is not following us", she added. "They know we are aware of them, if it`s who I think it is they will not risk further contact with us", said T`Vhor returning to the centre chair. "Log their current location & report the incident to 52nd fleet command", he added. (Reply Any) "Continue on our present course & maintain scans, if the vessel resumes it`s previous course I want to know about it", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir", said Yelena as she returned her attention to her board. "Lieutenant Nollys, Ensign McKenzie.... Good work", said T`Vhor as he took the chair once again. (Reply Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:37) "So, how did your day go today?" As they sat making conversation, Yayla picked up a few hints watching Will eat his dinner. She wasn't exactly sure how this particular dish was supposed to be eaten as she'd never had it before. "It was rather interesting, some good times, some bad times. Overall stressful, and frankly I am worried about the captain, but other than that a good day. But lets not dwell on the negatives. Let us keep things positive shall we. Though I can say I can not wait til we get to Starbase 375. I could use a little rest." Swallowing the bite she had finally taken, she took a sip of wine as well before replying. "I know what you mean. I feel like I could use some rest too, but then again, not as much as you," she stated, knowing he had more weight on his shoulders than anyone on the ship except for the FO and CO. Taking another sip of wine, she swallowed just as Will belted out something in a foreign language to which she couldn't understand. Narrowing her eyes and furrowing her eyebrow, she blinked, as if trying to piece together what he was trying to tell her. Que es Poesia, dices mientras claves en mi pupila tu pupila verde. Que es Poesia, y tu me lo preguntas. Poesia eres tu." He then translated it for her. What is poetyr, you ask while you imprint in my pupil your green pupil. And what is poetry, and you ask me. You are Poetry." ~Ah, the poetry he thought I'd make fun of,~ she suddenly mused. Her eyes back to normal again, she thought about it for a moment. "Did you....write that?" "It is by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, a 19th century spanish poet. A very romanitc poet to say the least. But enough about me and my growning fascination for your beautiful eyes. How was your day Nollys?" Blushing even more so now, she fiddled with her foot under the table, the pain still there, but completely out of her mind as she had just received one of the greatest compliments she'd ever had. "Oh...my day wasn't as stressful as yours, I assure you. Just me sitting at my station putting my new jockey to work." Chuckling, she rephrased it better. "Well, McKenzie's actually a great science officer, and he's not my jockey...I just like referring to people as such sometimes." Taking another bite of food, she listened as Will then chimed in again. "Nollys, I'm curious, why did you chose to enter starfleet?" Already swallowing her bite, she looked down at the plate of food that sat before her, as if the answers to whether or not she should tell him were laying in it. ~What am I supposed to say? That I did it to get off the street? That I'm a nobody trying to be someone big or someone I'm not?~ Deciding to pawn the question a bit, she replied, "It's sort of a long story but....I'm not so sure you'd be interested." <> ~Figures, I should know by now never to use that line unless I feel the need to get specific.~ Mentally slapping herself, she thought, ~Get on with life, move on. You never know until you try...~ "Maybe it will be best told after dinner? Like I say, it's a long story..." <> "But uh...if your version is shorter than mine, do tell...how did you get into Starfleet?" <> As she sat and listened to his reply, she suddenly felt very scared and nervous. He would know she was hiding something and she didn't want him to think she was a liar or a coward for not coming forward with her past life. Much of the detail however she decided to keep to herself tonight anyways....~That means no drinking too much,~ she reminded herself. "That's....really something," she said, then sighed inwardly, wishing she had a loving family growing up... (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:40) "It's sort of a long story but....I'm not so sure you'd be interested." "Well I am interested, since I asked, and we do have some time till we reach starbase." Will was getting the feeling that this might be a story that Nollys didn't want tell. "Maybe it will be best told after dinner? Like I say, it's a long story..." "Well then, I can wait. I'll just pass the time looking into your eyes." he said with a smile and a laugh. "But uh...if your version is shorter than mine, do tell...how did you get into Starfleet?" "Wll I have a lot of family in starfleet, my dad was in starfleet, My grandfather was an admiral before he died. Growing up I saw some of the life. My brothers and I would also play "starfleet" and go around having fun pretending to be officers. We had costumes of uniforms and would play dress up. It was fun, but as I got older, I kinda fell out of the idea of being in Starfleet. Decided I wanted to be a Business Lawyer of all things. I got two degrees in business and had been admitted to law school. At the same time I also felt that perhaps maybe starfleet was in fact for me, so I also applied and got in. I chose starfleet and soon my brothers followed. Starfleet has been good to me and my family." Will replied. "That's....really something," she said "Ya, I love my family we are all very supportive of eachother. Though we do have our fights and stuff. Brothers and I used to wrestle with eachother, but we always loved eachother, and I would die for my siblings. I would go to war for them." (reply Nollys) "But enough about my family, how is the food?" (reply Nollys) "It is replicated, but from my recipe. I wanted to cook but I honestly didn't have the time too. Maybe some other time though." Will said, he was enjoying Nolly's company. She was nice and he really liked her. (reply Nollys) "To me you are as the moon, for you are the light that lightens up my darkness, just as the moon lightens up the night. To me you are the sun, because you are what brightens up my day. You are like the beautiful flowers that add color to my life. To me you are the finer things in the universe, to me you are beauty at its core, to me you are who you are, and to me that is perfection." Will said with a smile. "That one is written by me. What do you think?" (Reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:42) "Ya, I love my family we are all very supportive of eachother. Though we do have our fights and stuff. Brothers and I used to wrestle with eachother, but we always loved eachother, and I would die for my siblings. I would go to war for them." With a moment of silence, Yayla wasn't suprised by this. If she had any family that cared she probably would have gone to war for them too. ~Hell I'm already going to war for people I don't even know!~ "Hm, " was all she said, just thinking about that concept. "But enough about my family, how is the food?" "Oh, it was wonderful! I've never had this sort of dish before today." "It is replicated, but from my recipe. I wanted to cook but I honestly didn't have the time too. Maybe some other time though." Will said, he was enjoying Nolly's company. She was nice and he really liked her. It was rather obvious to her that it was probably replicated, but not that she could tell the difference. To her food was food. But she loved watching Will as he talked. It was nice to be quiet and listen to him just so she'd be able to watch him without him noticing as much. "To me you are as the moon, for you are the light that lightens up my darkness, just as the moon lightens up the night. To me you are the sun, because you are what brightens up my day. You are like the beautiful flowers that add color to my life. To me you are the finer things in the universe, to me you are beauty at its core, to me you are who you are, and to me that is perfection." Will said with a smile. "That one is written by me. What do you think?" Raising her eyebrows, she was actually taken aback. "I've never heard anything quite so beautiful directed at me," she said sheepishly. "I love it." <> Looking down, the food was relatively gone, and Yayla was now just sipping her wine along with Will. She desperatly wanted to move from the table, to go look at the stars out the viewport...but at the risk of making herself look like an idiot because she'd be walking funny, she stayed put. "So.." she started, not quite sure of what to say next. Silence fell upon both of them as they looked into each other's eyes... (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:46) "I've never heard anything quite so beautiful directed at me," she said sheepishly. "I love it." "Really, that surprises me, you are pretty beautiful yourself. And I'm glad you like it. I'm very scared when sharing my poetry, I'm not sure if people might like it." Looking down, the food was relatively gone, Will was finishing off his wine. He rarely drank wine and other beverages of the sort, he preferred other things, like sodas and juices, but seeing as how this was a special occasion he was more then happy too drink wine. Will had taken the last bite of food and smiled. "So.." she started, as silence fell upon both of them as they looked into each other's eyes. Will was unsure of what to say next, unsure of what do to next. It had been about 6 months since is last date, and even longer since he had a first date. "So...you want to see a cool view?" Will said thinking of what to say. It was no lie that Will thought the view from his quarters was one of the best on the ship. One of the reasons why he put the coach in his room on the wall opposite of the window. That way one could lie down on the couch and then over and see an excellent view of space. Now that they were in the Subspace Tunnel, the view as even more fascinating. Besides Will always thought looking at a wonderful view while curled up on a couch with a beautiful woman was always romantic, and fun. (reply Nollys) Will then motioned her to his couch where you could see the great view. Will reached the couch first and sat down and waited for her to come, however as she was arriving he noticed that she was walking with a slight limp. He was curious what was wrong, but he didn’t want to say anything. Not yet anyways, he could tell that Nollys was a bit sensitive when it came to her personal life and didn't want to offend her. He smiled as he she arrived to the couch and spoke. "Isn't the view here beautiful. I really love the view from my quarters, I guess like you said earlier, another perk of being high in the command chain." (reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:47) They sat in silence looking into each other's eyes for a moment before someone finally broke the silence...that someone being Will. "So...you want to see a cool view?" "I'd love to," she said, and then suddenly remembered why she didn't to move as she started to stand up, placing most of her weight on her right foot. Watching as Will motioned her over to the couch, she slowly but surely made her way there, trying to act as if she were just getting a good view of the room as she went so she didn't look so stupid walking that slow. Finally reaching the couch, she slowly took a seat and saw the wonderful view he had invited her to see. "Isn't the view here beautiful. I really love the view from my quarters, I guess like you said earlier, another perk of being high in the command chain." Raising her eyebrows, she said, "I'd say so. Say...when do you think I'll get a room this big?" She said, playfully joking. <> Laughing it off, they both stilled into silence as she sat and watched the different parts of space outside the window flying by. "You ever wonder what life would be like had you not chosen this path in life?" Yayla could tell he was sort of taken aback by her question. It was a deep thought question, she supposed she could have asked it another time. However the timing seemed right, and it was one of those times where it just slipped from her thoughts and her mouth as she stared out the viewport. <> "I think about it all the time," she said quietly, fiddling with her fingers. Sighing, she didn't want this date to end. (Reply: Banowsky, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Ten Forward - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 21:47) Upon reaching the decision that it was time for a little break in her mundane day to day routine, Angeletti had taken her time heading to Ten Forward. She had casually wandered in and taken a seat at the bar, one foot still on the floor to steady her as she leant forward waiting for the keep to acknowledge her. Kyla nodded as the bartender's gaze turned in her direction. "What can I get for you?" He spoke as if he'd known Angeletti for years, as if they were the best of friends. His stance was relaxed, his tone jovial. The smile he held as he awaited her answer was that of a man who held no grudges and could find even a small ray of light in anything darkened by evil. Kyla found this comforting, even though she had never met the man before, and she offered a smile in return, though she doubted hers appeared as genuine as his. "White nectarine white tea with a taste of red currant." Kyla continued to smile as the man nodded and went about fulfilling her order. She couldn't help but notice how fluid his motions were, and that he didn't seem to be searching for anything, he just turned or reached for the things he needed without pause. As he returned before her, he threw in the finishing touches, a lime wedge and a cherry to drift above the ice. "A colorful young lady, I see." The man smiled ear to ear, then simply turned and went to fill other requests. Angeletti smiled softly and her eyes shot down to one side as he moved away. She slowly spun herself around and slid off of the barstool, then made her way across the room to a window seat. Once seated, Kyla gazed out at the stars and allowed the vast celestial scene to carry her away from the Specter's demanding environment. She leaned back in the seat and sipped slowly at the cool, sweet liquid, and was very tempted to prop her feet on an empty chair at the table, or the table's top. Kyla decided that she would be able to make herself more comfortable in her own quarters, and when her glass was empty, she stood and walked briskly out of Ten Forward. (Reply none) (Posted by Sondra) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt. JG Banowsky-21:50) Raising her eyebrows, she said, "I'd say so. Say...when do you think I'll get a room this big?" She said, playfully joking. "I dunno, maybe if you suck up to T'Vhor and myself, who knows." Will said with a smile. Laughing it off, they both stilled into silence as she sat and watched the different parts of space outside the window flying by. "You ever wonder what life would be like had you not chosen this path in life?" Yayla could tell he was sort of taken aback by her question. It was a deep thought question, she supposed she could have asked it another time. However the timing seemed right, and it was one of those times where it just slipped from her thoughts and her mouth as she stared out the viewport. "I probably would be a lawyer on Earth, and I would be married. I was engaged before entering Starfleet Academy and broke it off because I didn't want her to have to endure the life of being married to a Starfleet officer so I broke it off. If I went to law school instead I probably would be married to her right now. But I'm not a lawyer, and I'm not married. I'm a starfleet Lt. and the second officer of this ship, that is enough for me, for now. "I think about it all the time," she said quietly. "I used to, but not so much anymore, though I started doubting this life after Commander Orde was killed. But after commanding the Spectre today my resolve of living this life has increased. And hey if it werent for starfleet I would never have met you, and for right now that is worth it." (Reply Nollys) Will looked at her, she was pretty she was smart, she was beautiful, and he felt that things were going well. He didn't want this date to end, he didn't want this night to end. The date had only been 23 minutes but to him it felt like glorious hours. Will looked into her eyes, and smiled. She was pretty she was here, and he felt brave. Butterflies were growing in his stomach, the same feeling he always got when he was about to do something such as what he was about to. He smiled once more, said a prayer that nothing bad happened and leaned closer to Nollys, where he then kissed her on her lips. (reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-21:52) "I think about it all the time," Yayla said quietly, responding to the question of life and choices only moments earlier. "I used to, but not so much anymore, though I started doubting this life after Commander Orde was killed. But after commanding the Spectre today my resolve of living this life has increased. And hey if it werent for starfleet I would never have met you, and for right now that is worth it." Frowning, Yayla realized she really didn't even know Commander Orde. His death was consequently right after her arrival to the Spectre. But from everyone that was close to her in the past that died, she didn't need to know the feelings of what was lost, for she already had experienced them herself. Silence consumed the both of them, as Yayla didn't know how to respond to that comment. But it wasn't long before that silence was intercepted by Will scooting closer to her, and closing in on her lips with his own. At first she stiffened up, not sure she wanted things to advance so fast. Always the careful one and the observer, Yayla finally relaxed, realizing that this was what she wanted as well. Returning the kiss, she let all of her thoughts drift out of her mind, only focusing on the moment. Then, as the kiss started to break off, she closed her eyes then reopened them. She could hardly believe this was finally happening to her. It had been so long since she had learned to even start to love that she had forgotten how to. Yayla then reached out for Will's hand, holding it as she then leaned back into him, watching more of the stars drift by the viewport. They were both silent again for a moment before she piped up. "I probably shouldn't overstay my welcome, and you need to get some rest before tomorrow." She didn't necessarily want to end the date, but she wanted to take things slowly. That was one thing she learned was to always look beyond the moment. <> Standing up, she balanced herself on the arm of the couch. "Dinner was lovely," she said. "I look forward to our next date," she added, winking at him before leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Turning to leave, she walked through the set of double doors and waited until they closed so she could lean back against the wall and let out a huge sigh. A big smile painted her face as she then hobbled towards the nearest turbolift. (Reply None) (Posted by Stacey) (USS Spectre-Banowsky's Quarters-Lt JG Banowsky-21:56) Will was smiling after the kiss. It had been a while since he had kissed anyone, and he had forgotten how pleasing it was. "I probably shouldn't overstay my welcome, and you need to get some rest before tomorrow." she said. Will was kind of dissapointing th date would end, but at the same time he really did need sleep. "You are probably right Nollys, I do need a bit of rest." Will replied, trying to fight back a yawn. Standing up, Nollys balance herself on the couch. "Dinner was lovely," she said. "I look forward to our next date," she added, winking at him before leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Will's face turned red. He was excited he was happy. He was also tired. Once Nollys had left the room, Will quickly changed out of his clothes and headed to his bed. He quickly curled up under the covers. "Computer, set alarm for 3.00 hours" <> came the computer's reply. Will wanted to make sure he was up for the arrival to the starbase. Will then closed his eyes and tried to drift off to sleep. His mind however was focused on Nollys, and she was the last thing he thought about before he drifted off to sleep. (reply none) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Angeletti's Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-22:03) Pressing the chime to her friend's quarters, she loudly whispered, "Hey...I know you're in there Kyla, get up!" <> Tapping her toe of her bad foot on the floor, she stopped and realized that wasn't the smartest thing to do as pain shot through her foot. ~Damn high heels,~ she cursed in her mind. "I'll stand out here all night if I have to!" Not wanting to cause a ruckus, she stood outside and awaited for her friend to answer her door. (Reply: Banowsky, Angeletti, any) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Deck 7 Corridor - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 22:04) Kyla calmly walked toward her personal quarters, practically daydreaming about the way she would relax once she was locked away in privacy where she could put her feet up on anything she chose, sit around in anything other than her uniform, and perhaps distract her mind with some music. As she neared her room, she heard a voice, and thought she recognised it. Soon Yayla was in sight and Kyla could hear actual words, instead of the murmur she had heard from a distance. "I'll stand out here all night if I have to!" Nollys was trying to keep her voice down, but also appeared quite frustrated. Kyla cracked a smile and began to laugh. "I'm right here, you nut!" Kyla couldn't help but tease Yayla in her already frustrated state. Yayla looked at her wryly as if to say it wasn't at all funny, then a smile crept across her face and she too began to laugh. (Reply: none, any) (Posted by: Sondra) ========================================================================== Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 6 Stardate: 2407.01.18 ========================================================================== Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 6 Stardate: 2407.01.18 (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 05:00) With their mooring sequence now completed, T`Vhor rose from the command chair & signalled Will to join him in the Captains ready room. "I need to speak with you Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky, IYW) The moment he had entered the ready room, T`Vhor took a seat & reached into a drawer beside him as Will entered also. "Take a seat Will", said T`Vhor, "I recieved an important communique from command earlier, it concerns you", he added. (Reply Banowsky) "It would seem that the USS Dennison is in need of a first officer", said T`Vhor, "If your up for it, the post is yours", he added. (Reply Banowsky) "That isn`t all Will", said T`Vhor sliding across a small black box towards Banowsky. "This comes irrespective of wether you take the position or not, I`m promoting you to Full Lieutenant active as of now", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "We can rendevouz with the Dennison when we leave Starbase 375 or she can meet up with us here, it`s undecided as yet but we`ll get you onboard", said T`Vhor. (Reply Banowsky) "Enjoy this rest Will, make the most of the Starbase facilities whilst we are here, you`ve earned this, all the crew have", said T`Vhor as the proud Lieutenant made for the door with his new pips in hand. "Oh & Will", said T`Vhor calling after him. (Reply Banowsky) "Congratulations", said T`Vhor, "I know you`ll make a fine First Officer" (Reply Banowsky) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Lt. JG Banowsky- 05:00) With their mooring sequence now completed, T`Vhor rose from the command chair & signalled Will to join him in the Captains ready room. "I need to speak with you Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. "Aye Sir," Will said as he got up from his station and followed T'Vhor into the ready room. (Reply None) (Posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Captain's Ready Room-Lt. JG Banowsky-05:01) When Will entered the ready room he noticed T'Vhor reached for something from a drawer in the desk. He was intrigued as to what it is. "Take a seat Will", said T`Vhor, "I recieved an important communique from command earlier, it concerns you", he added. "Me sir, may I ask what this about?" Will was beginning to get real curious, and his heart was pounding. ~Why would there be an important message about me?~ "It would seem that the USS Dennison is in need of a first officer", said T`Vhor, "If your up for it, the post is yours", he added. ~First Officer, you got to be kidding me, this is awesome, I mean, it's not on the Spectre, but still, how many Officers get this kind of opportunity after being out of the academy less than a year.~ "I'll take it sir." Will said eagerly, though in the back of his mind, he kept thinking he was forgetting something. "That isn`t all Will", said T`Vhor sliding across a small black box towards Banowsky. "This comes irrespective of wether you take the position or not, I`m promoting you to Full Lieutenant active as of now", said T`Vhor. "Thank you sir." Will said as he took the black pip off of his collar and added the second gold pip. He was now a full Lt. and he was extremely happy. "We can rendevouz with the Dennison when we leave Starbase 375 or she can meet up with us here, it`s undecided as yet but we`ll get you onboard", said T`Vhor. "Thank you sir, it was an honor serving with you, and I will do you and the Spectre proud." Will replied, he enjoyed his time on the Spectre, but it was time for a new journey. "Enjoy this rest Will, make the most of the Starbase facilities whilst we are here, you`ve earned this, all the crew have", said T`Vhor as Will headed for the door. "Oh & Will", said T`Vhor calling after him. "Yes sir," Will said turning around "Congratulations", said T`Vhor, "I know you`ll make a fine First Officer" "I hope to do you proud sir." Will replied as he left the ready room. Though he finally remembered the thing he was forgetting Nollys. He was forgetting abouyt her, about the woman he was beginning to fall for. Leaving the Spectre would mean leaving her. ~Yet another relationship ended due to Starfleet.~ Will thought to himself as he stood outside the door to the ready room. Will was going to take the Dennison position but it would be with sadness that he left Nollys, he would miss her, but it would be ok in the end. (reply none) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Personal Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-05:29) Tossing and turning, Yayla had a good night's sleep to start with, but it seemed everytime she made a move in bed she awoke to find her mind plagued with the earlier events. Taking a deep breath, she tried to clear her mind of thinking to fall back asleep. Her duty shift wasn't until 07:00 so she wanted to get as much sleep in as she could before her shift started. As she rolled over in bed, flopping her foot over the edge and covers hanging over her bunched up, she buried her face in her pillow and heard her commbadge go off. =^=Banowsky to Lt. Yayla, Lt. can you meet me in Ten Forward. Thank you.=^= ~It's him, it's him!~ "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh." A slow drawn out audible sigh/groan came from Yayla's mouth. "Why? It's..." Rolling over, she glanced at the chronometer with one open eye. "...too early to be getting up!" Laying there for another five minutes, she finally rolled over and tapped her commbadge. "Lt. Nollys to Banowsky. I'll be there in about thirty minutes. Nollys out." She hated to keep him waiting so long, but if she was going to get up that early, she still needed to shower and get ready for work. ~May as well,~ she thought crawling out of bed. Yayla finally started going through her morning routine all the while wondering what was on Will's mind. (USS Spectre- Ten Forward-Lt Will Banowsky-05.30) Will had been sitting in Ten Forward at his favorite table the last couple of minutes drinking a glass of milk. He was trying to think of the right way to tell Nollys that he had to leave the Spectre. Well that wasn't exactly true, he didn't have to leave, he wanted to leave. Well he didn't want to leave but he did want to take the position as first officer on the Dennison, and therefore he indeed want to leave. After a bit of thinking, he was finally ready to tell her. "Banowsky to Lt. Yayla, Lt. can you meet me in Ten Forward. Thank you." He said tapping his commbadge it was time to tell her. (reply Nollys) Will waited for a bit and finished of his glass of milk. He was trying to organize his thoughts, trying to decide how to go about telling her that even though they had a great date, that he would be leaving, and that would could have been a relationship was going to have to end. After awhile Nollys arrived and he waved her over to his table. He swallowed hard and motioned her to sit. He was beginning to feel nervous and quesy and said a prayer to help him get through this. "Good morning Nollys how are you?" he said with a smile. (reply Nollys) "Listen, umm, ya, umm I don't know how to say this but, umm the reason I called you down here is that we umm need to talk." (reply Nollys) ~come one Will stay strong, stay strong, I know its sad, I know you don’t want to hurt her, but you need to tell her.~ "The thing is Nollys, I've been transferred. I am leaving the Spectre, I don't know exactly when but soon. I umm, was offered the position of first officer on the USS Dennison this morning, and I took it. I'm sorry that this kind of means an end to what could have been a relationship, and I'm sorry that we may not see eachother again, but this was a chance I couldn't pass up, I hope that you understand." (reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 2 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0530) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 1, Distress in the Night (USS Spectre, Bridge – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0200) “Captain’s Log, Stardate 2407.01.18.0200, Captain Alexander MacDonald in command: The Spectre is en route to Starbase 375 at warp 4. I’m sure the entire crew is looking forward to some leave after our recent stint behind enemy lines.” Alexander touched the control to end his log recording and address the helmsman, “Time to starbase, Ensign?” Ensign Phil Banowsky turned in his seat and replied, “Nine hours, twelve minutes, Captain.” “Good. I’ll be in the Ready…” From the rear of the bridge a console bleeped insistently. “Captain! I’m picking up a distress call.” The burly Scotsman permitted himself a lapse from character as he returned to the centre chair. “On screen.” Static fizzed across the screen, but the image of a human male in a Starfleet uniform was clear enough. “This is Commander Andrew Lloyd,” the officer stated, “of the USS Phantom to all loyal ships in the area. Please respond.” “We hear you, Commander. Are you under attack?” “Negative, but we do require urgent assistance. He won’t let us… Oh, God! No... No!.. ARGH!” The screen cut dead and for an instant silence reigned on the bridge. Drawing himself together, Alexander boomed, “Red alert! Helm, set course for the source of that transmission, maximum warp. Bridge to Engineering, we don’t know what we’re heading into, so I need the ship as ready as you can make her. Commander, you have the bridge.” (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0538) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 2, Operation Space-Legs (USS Spectre, Ready Room – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0208) “Come.” The doors to the ready room swooshed open and Alexander closed the leather-bound novel he was reading. He looked up to see the angular features of his Vulcan First Officer, in contrast to the more relaxed features of their Zakdorn Strategic Operations Officer, and beckoned the pair to sit down. “What do we know about the Phantom, gentlemen?” The officious tones of a Zakdorn descended on the room and imparted in clipped, concise tones, “The USS Phantom, under Captain Rice Timothy, was been conducting experiments into a new propulsion system. The exact details of the system are classified and weren’t released to me.” He spoke as though making an embarrassing admission, and also as though not quite able to comprehend that information could be refused to him. “If the information if that highly classified, it can only mean the success of the project would offer us a significant advantage in the war.” The Vulcan tipped his head as he spoke, his tones measured and relaxed. Alexander sat back in his chair and closed his eyes, taking a moment to lay the pieces together. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the chirp of the comms system: =/\=Bridge to Captain, we’ve arrived at the USS Phantom.=/\= (USS Spectre, Bridge – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – Striding onto the bridge, his fellow officers following in his wake, the Scotsman barked, “Report!” “No life signs coming from the Phantom… Systems read normal… I’m getting a very unusual power signature from her warp core. I can’t be certain, but it appears stable.” Alexander nodded to his First Officer, who in turn nodded to the Security Chief. The two of them walked into the turbolift, calling out, “Bridge to Engineering; M’Rurrh report to Transporter Room 1. Security detail to Transporter Room 1. Doctor Dervin; report to Transporter Room 1.” As the doors began to close, Alexander added, “Maintain an open comm.-channel whilst you’re over there,” and then they were gone. “Time to see what’s gone on.” (USS Spectre, Bridge – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – =/\=Away team to Spectre; we’ve arrived safely in their Transporter Room. No sign of the crew as yet. We’re proceeding to the bridge.=/\= On the viewscreen, a ‘blueprint’ of the spectre-class vessel moved slowly, charting the progress of the team as they manoeuvred through the apparently abandoned starship. The bridge crew watched with baited breath, helpless to do anything more than follow the steady progress of their colleagues. Suddenly the image shifted violently upward, and Alexander was amused to see several of his bridge crew jump in surprise. He looked around, smiling at them, as he said, “At least we know the turbolifts work. Think you could give us some warning next time you try that, Commander? It would seem we’re a little jumpy over here.” =/\=I fail to see the logic of your nerves, Captain. There is no apparent danger.=/\= ~All the more reason to feel nervous… Waiting for the other shoe to drop.~ =/\=‘No apparent danger’ he says. We’re only walking through a ghost-ship, in the middle of nowhere, with an experimental warp-core waiting to explode under our feet…=/\= Alexander noticed a number of smirks appear as the bridge crew. Doctor Dervin’s rants had become part and parcel life aboard the Spectre ever since she arrived. =/\=OW! For the love of…=/\= Like a flash of lightning the mood throughout the bridge changed, Alexander gripped the arms of his chair, ready to recall the away team, but relaxed as he heard: =/\=I thought the doors on these ships were supposed to open when you’re about to walk through them. What kind of…=/\= The chatter tailed off into a stream of curses aimed at everyone from the ship’s designers to Socrates, and was replaced once more by the steady tones of the ship’s First Officer: =/\=We have gained entry to the bridge, and have located Commander Lloyd. The Commander is dead.=/\= (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre - CO`s Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 05:40) The moment the call had arrived, T`Vhor knew that it was not good news. It had been an unauthorised communique from an undisclosed source but it had piqued his interest nonetheless. That & the fact that it had concerned one of his senior officers had raised him to his feet almost imediately as he hastily entered the bridge to inform the remaining bridge crew that he had some business to attend to on the Starbase. With that he had entered the turbolift.... (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Starbase 375 - Deck 42 - Starfleet Intelligence - CMO Williams - 0550) "Okay Doctor Williams lets go through it again. When did you first realise that your sister was an enemy spy." Andrew growned. "Look Agent Johnson I've already told you seven times." "Well you will just have to tell us eight times." Andrew looked at Agent Trantail. "Okay Agent Trantail if you insist." "I do Doctor Williams." Andrew siged. they had been doing this for what seemed like hours. "Okay I only realised that my sister was an enemy agent when what she had said did not make sence." "And what was that specificly." "When she told me that I was the first officer when I was not. When she had a big flashing sign on her head saying look at me I'm an Doenitz's miniun. You know all this so stop messing around." He stopped after his out burst and calmed down. Johnson and Trantail glanced at each other. Johnson picked up a PADD and looked through it. "It says here that you joined star fleet at the request of your sister. Why?" "She wanted me to stop drifting from job to job and get something permanent." "So did you pick Medicine or did your sister." "I did. I had worked for a couple of deep space rescue ships as a teck." "It says here that you specialised in Zero-G medicine was that her idea." "No by that time I was qualified as a EVA specialist. Its all in my file. You know this." There was a slight pause and then they asked another question. "How you feel about your sister." "What do you mean. she is my sister. I love her. She is the only family I have left." "So are you agreeing with her and her views?" Andrew gleared at the agents. "I am a starfleet officer. As one my duty is to protect starfleet from its enemies like Doenitz." Andrew sighed. he was getting tired of going over the same ground again and again. "Look if you are going arrest me, arrest me and I'll get my one comm message and contact my ship. If you are not going to arrest me then let me go. I have work to do." Agensts Johnson and Trantail looked blankly at him. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (Starbase 375 - Deck 42 - Starfleet intelligence - Acting CO T`Vhor - 05:55) Upon entering the intelligence centre, T`Vhor was imediately faced by an austere looking woman who had stood from her chair the instance he had entered. "I want to see my Officer.... now", said T`Vhor. "Your officer?", said the woman, "Which officer, to whom are you referring. "Doctor Williams, I understand you are holding him here, I want to see him now", said T`Vhor bluntly. "You cannot, not until he has been interviewed", said the woman. "Doctor Williams is my responsibility, as a member of my crew I am accountable for all of their actions", said T`Vhor turning his attention to voices emanating from a room nearby. T`Vhor wasted no time at all & headed for the door, walking straight in upon reaching it to find two Starfleet intelligence officers in the process of grilling Williams. "Look if you are going to arrest me, arrest me and I'll get my one comm message and contact my ship. If you are not going to arrest me then let me go. I have work to do.", said Williams angrilly. "No need Andrew", said T`Vhor turning his attention imediately to the two people flanking him. "What is going on here?", said T`Vhor. (Reply Either Intelligence officer) NRPG: I`m assuming you will be playing them Robbie. RPG: "And what evidence do you have to back up these suspicions", said T`Vhor, "anything other than circumstantial I mean", he added. NRPG: Room for more here. (Reply Intelligence) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Starbase 375 - Deck 42 - Starfleet intelligence - 06.00) "No need Andrew", said T`Vhor Andrew looked up to see T'Vhor standing beside the two agensts. ~glad to see you~ "What is going on here?", said T`Vhor. "And what evidence do you have to back up these suspicions", said T`Vhor, "anything other than circumstantial I mean", he added. Agent Johnson looked T'Vhor up and down. "Doctor is being held here on suspision of colaberating with the enemy and sabotarge these are very serious charges. Communicating with an enemy agent. Using servalance equipment. In possession of explosive material onboard a starship." (reply T'Vhor) "It dose not matter if you think it is circumstantial evidence. they have been made an it is our duty to look into to them." (reply T'Vhor) Agent Johnson glanced at Agent Trantail. "I under stand your situation. I realise that there is no one to replace Dr Williams. but you must also see that we can not just let a suspected indevidual rome around free." (reply T'Vhor) "Yes I know you can inform the Admiral." Agent Johnson glared at T'Vhor. "Okay then. If you want to play it tough. The only way I can let Dr Williams go is under escort by a memeber of my team. this will only be until we have looked over the information and desided what the outcome will be." (reply T'Vhor) "Good my agent will be on board at 0800." (reply T'Vhor) NRPG hope this is okay Alan RPG: (reply T'Vhor), any) (posted by Robbie) (Starbase 375 - Deck 42 - Starfleet intelligence - Acting CO T`Vhor - 06.01) T`Vhor had seen such looks before, the agent oozed arrogance as he eyed him up & down in responce to his abrupt entrance into the room & the subsequent questions that followed. "Doctor Williams is being held here on suspision of colaberating with the enemy and sabotage", said Johnson, "these are very serious charges. Communicating with an enemy agent. Using surveilance equipment. In possession of explosive material onboard a starship.", he added. "Are you even fully aware of all of the facts Agent Johnson?", said T`Vhor, "All of these charges are circumstantial as already stated, the surveilance you mention was the result of the Doctors attempts at keeping the away team members safe not hampering them, the experiment turned out to be flawed but it has been corrected", said T`Vhor. "The allegations are based on heresay & circumstance, I demand that you release my officer", said T`Vhor. "It does not matter if you think it is circumstantial evidence. They have been made an it is our duty to look into to them.", said Johnson. "I am well aware of starfleet intelligence protocols agent Johnson, I maintain however that your evidence is flimsy & inconclusive, I need my officer back on duty, he has patients to attend to & by witholding him the rights to do that effectively, you sir are interfering with the mans hipocratic oath", said T`Vhor. Agent Johnson glanced at Agent Trantail. "I under stand your situation. I realise that there is no one to replace Dr Williams. but you must also see that we can not just let a suspected individual roam around free.", said Trantail. T`Vhor took a deep breath at the mans stubborn insistance, he looked at Andrew who simply glanced from one man to another, unsure now of wether he would be able to leave here or not. "I will take this directly to Admiral LoDona if you do not release the Doctor back to his duties", said T`Vhor resorting now to the same level of stubborness being showed him by the two agents. "Yes I know you can inform the Admiral.", said Johnson glaring towards the Lieutenant Commander. "Okay then. If you want to play it tough. The only way I can let Dr Williams go is under escort by a member of my team.", said Johnson. "This will only be until we have looked over the information and decided what the outcome will be.", he added. "Are you in agreeance with this Andrew?", said T`Vhor turning his attention to the worried looking Doctor. (Reply Williams) "Good my agent will be on board at 0800.", said Johnson as both T`Vhor & Doctor Williams left the room without a further word. (Reply Williams, any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-06:02) Stepping into Ten Forward, she immediatly spotted Will, as there wasn't exactly much traffic coming in and out at that time in the morning. She realized it was the same table they had sat at the day before. Approaching the table, she kept her attitude strictly professional for public appearances. "Lieutenant," she said, taking a seat. "So....you called?" She asked. "Good morning Nollys how are you?" he said with a smile. Having a question answered with a question, she realized that he was being a bit on the personal side. Smiling back, she said, "I was fine before soemone woke me up!" Grinning, she waited to hear his explanation of why he had done so. "Listen, umm, ya, umm I don't know how to say this but, umm the reason I called you down here is that we umm need to talk." Yayla's smile died as she'd heard this phrase oh one too many times in her life. Already knowing what was coming, she detached her emotions as quickly as she could before anything hit her. "...about?" "The thing is Nollys, I've been transferred. I am leaving the Spectre, I don't know exactly when but soon. I umm, was offered the position of first officer on the USS Dennison this morning, and I took it. I'm sorry that this kind of means an end to what could have been a relationship, and I'm sorry that we may not see eachother again, but this was a chance I couldn't pass up, I hope that you understand." Fuming anyways, she said, "Sure, I understand perfectly. Starfleet calls and you run. Of coarse it's not like you can do anything about it. I understand, you were offered a wonderful position after all. If it were me, maybe I would have taken it too...but I wouldn't know because I'm not in that position." Standing up, she decided she had nothing left to say that she would regret, if it was even soon enough to do so from what she already had said. "Have a good life," she said, and turned around to walk out leaving it all behind her and back to being her bitter self she knew all too well. (Reply: Any, none) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0604) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 3, Change of Command (USS Spectre, Observation Lounge – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0304) The Security Chief was giving her report: “He was in his chair, so we can assume he knew his attacker well enough not to fear him immediately. There was no evidence of any form of struggle, just the body left in the command chair.” He’d assembled the senior staff together in the Observation Lounge as soon as he’d finished relaying a preliminary report to Starfleet. Normally he’d have preferred to discuss the findings of the away team before having to report back to HQ, but somehow the admiralty had known about the trouble and deemed it important enough to want an immediate report. That alone was enough to unsettle him before the Admiral had begun to speak, he was several orders of magnitude more unsettled having had the conversation, and there were definitely more questions in his mind now than before he’d started. “Why leave a body?” Scratching his beard, Alexander looked each of his senior staff in the eye and saw that none of them could think of an answer that boded good fortunes. Taking a deep breath he said, “Our orders are to complete the Phantom’s experiment. We are to download their computer core, go over their records, and get that experimental engine working, within either ship, if at all possible.” “WHAT?!” Alexander half expected the Doctor to rise out of her seat, but to his relief she stayed sat at the opposite end of the table to him. “I’ve been working in this field, in regular communication with your Starfleet and there’s been no hint of anything of this sort being even remotely on the drawing board!” “Given the events that have led to our present situation, it is clear that such an experiment has been on drawing board for quite some time.” Alexander felt rather than saw the look on Doctor Dervin’s face, and for an instant he sympathised with her situation. Dripping with venom she added, “Given the events of our present situation, their engine clearly doesn’t work.” “That’s what we’re here to find out, Doctor. As of 0300 hours this morning, I’ve been given command of the Phantom and the experimental engine programme. Commander, Chief; take whatever resources you need from the Spectre. Your assistance onboard the Phantom would be most appreciated Doctor. Lieutenant, see if you can figure out what’s happened to the Phantom’s crew. Dismissed.” (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (Starbase 375 - Deck 42 - Starfleet intelligence - CMO - Williams - 06.05) "Are you in agreeance with this Andrew?", said T`Vhor turning his attention to the worried looking Doctor. Andrew looked from T'Vhor and then to Agent Johnson. ~at least it will get me out of here and back to the ship~ "I'll agree to that." "Good my agent will be on board at 0800.", said Johnson as both T`Vhor & Doctor Williams left the room without a further word. (Reply, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Ten Forward-Lt. Banowsky-06.06) "Sure, I understand perfectly. Starfleet calls and you run. Of coarse it's not like you can do anything about it. I understand, you were offered a wonderful position after all. If it were me, maybe I would have taken it too...but I wouldn't know because I'm not in that position. Have a good life," she said, and turned around to walk out. Will didn't expect her to take it easy, but he didn't want to leave with her mad at him. He had genuine feelings for her, and he wanted her to know it was just as hard on him as it was on her. So he got up and chased after her. (reply None) (Posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Corridor outside Ten Forward-Lt. Banowsky-06.08) "Nollys wait!" he yelled as he exited Ten Forward. "Please wait." Will hurried to catch up with her. He wanted her to know that he would miss her, he wanted her to know he would think of her. He wanted her to know that he didn't do this to upset her. Once he caught up with her he spoke. "Nollys, I want you to know, that I really really don't want to leave you, and if I could I'd take you with me. But I can't. I really enjoyed spending time with you, and I want you to know that. Just because I am leaving, and just because we can't continue what could have been a relationship doesn't mean I don't want to continue being friends with you." (reply Nollys) "A long distance star fleet relationship may not be viable, but a friendship could. You have a lot to offer to people, and I'm sure you'll find the right guy, it just isn't me. Not now anyways. But you are one of the most beautiful and smart women I've ever met. Honestly, you really restored my faith in finding someone, even though starfleet came and ruined my dating life once again. But you gave me hope, and I hope I may have awakend something in you, that shows you how great you are." (reply Nollys) Will was hoping that he wasn't starting to sound like he was using the famous Banowsky BS, but he meant what he said. "Listen, Nollys, I want to give you something." Will said as he took his cross from around his neck and handed it to her. "Take my cross as a sign of friendship, and as a sign of what you have to offer someone. Cause you are great." (reply Nollys) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Corridor OutsideTen Forward-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-06:10) Fuming, Yayla started down the hallway. ~I should've known better than to even try getting involved with anyone,~ she thought. "Nollys wait! Please wait." She heard him yelling down the hall, and didn't exactly want to cause a scene, but she was angry enough to still keep walking. Deciding she would stop and give Will a break, she did so and turned to face him as she saw him running to catch up with her. "Nollys, I want you to know, that I really really don't want to leave you, and if I could I'd take you with me. But I can't. I really enjoyed spending time with you, and I want you to know that. Just because I am leaving, and just because we can't continue what could have been a relationship doesn't mean I don't want to continue being friends with you." Not saying anything, she stayed silent and let him continue. "A long distance star fleet relationship may not be viable, but a friendship could. You have a lot to offer to people, and I'm sure you'll find the right guy, it just isn't me. Not now anyways. But you are one of the most beautiful and smart women I've ever met. Honestly, you really restored my faith in finding someone, even though starfleet came and ruined my dating life once again. But you gave me hope, and I hope I may have awakend something in you, that shows you how great you are." Not quite bringing a smile to her face, her emotions still softened a bit as the anger subsided and turned into sadness. "I'm sorry," she said. "This just is going to take me awhile..." Sighing, she said, "We can still be friends, of coarse." "Listen, Nollys, I want to give you something." Will said as he took his cross from around his neck and handed it to her. "Take my cross as a sign of friendship, and as a sign of what you have to offer someone. Cause you are great." Holding the cross in her hands, she let her fingers wander over it for a moment before turning to look up at Will. "Just make sure you keep in touch," she said. "And be careful out there..." Standing in silence, they both gave each other one last glance before they both turned around and walked their separate ways down the corridor. (Reply: Any, none) (Posted by: Stacey) (Starbase 375 - turbolift - CMO Williams - 06.13) Andrew stood silently beside T'Vhor. ~I can't beleave that. hell I can't even get my self out of trouble I need my superior officer to help me~ "I'm sorry about that Mr T'Vhor. I appologise for getting you involved." (reply T'Vhor) "I know you said about more chickens. I for one realy hope they have stopped hatching." (reply T'Vhor) ~okay lets change the convisation or I'll get realy depressed~ "By the way the captian is settled in. he is going to be transfered to gevena as soon as they can. So what's going to happen to the crew. Are you going to be promoted to Captian and Mr Banowsky will he become first officer?" (reply T'Vhor) NRPG: I've cheched. Will got the post after Andrew left Spectre. RPG: (reply T'Vhor, any) (posted by Robbie) (Starbase 375 - turbolift - Acting CO T`Vhor - 06.14) With the arrogance of the two starfleet intelligence operatives still in his mind, T`Vhor said little as both he & the Doctor headed down to the promenade deck in the turbolift. "I'm sorry about that Mr T'Vhor. I appologise for getting you involved.", said the Doctor. "You did not got me involved in anything Andrew, as the Acting Captain it is my duty to look after the interests of my crew, I would have done the same for any other member of this crew", said T`Vhor. "I know you said about more chickens. I for one really hope they have stopped hatching.", said Williams with a slight humnourous shrug. "I only hope that we have no more than we can deal with at any one time", said T`Vhor. "By the way the captain is settled in. He is going to be transfered to gevena as soon as they can", said Williams. "So what's going to happen to the crew. Are you going to be promoted to Captain....and Mr Banowsky will he become first officer?", said Williams. "Lieutenant Banowsky has been offered & has accepted the position of First Officer yes", said T`Vhor pausing slightly, "But of the USS Dennison, not the Spectre", he added. "As for my own position, I am awaiting a communique from Admiral LoDona directly", said T`Vhor as the turbolift doors slid open with their usual accompanying hiss of actuation motors to reveal the stations promenade deck with it`s multitudinous hive of activity as always. "I don`t know about you Doctor but I must return to the Spectre, I would suggest may`be you partake in a strong alcoholic beverage to settle your nerves", said T`Vhor as he left the Doctor to move off into the throng of constantly moving bodies occupying the promenade deck. (Reply Williams, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Outside Holodeck 1 – Acting CO T`Vhor – 06:30) Walking along the coriddor on a ship devoid of a good portion of it`s crew reminded T`Vhor of the many times he had become lost within a recurring dream. The dream had always begun with himself walking alone through the decks of an unidentified vessel, it`s crew strangely absent whilst all about him signs remained that their departure had been sudden, a still steaming coffee cup sitting upon a table, a half eaten plate of food, the cuttlery strewn happazardly upon the table as though dropped in mid consumption. T`Vhor had never understood the symbolism of the dream but today the feeling he had always felt whilst within it was there in abundance. With most of the crew on down time now & enjoying recreational leave the Spectres decks seemed empty, even the strangely reassuring rythmic beat of the warp core idling away was non-existent now as the starbase engineers purged the Matter/Antimatter injection assemblies & ran routine diagnostics on the various subassemblies associated with them. Standing outside of Holodeck one however, T`Vhor had become aware that there was a program running within. It`s name was showing as 'MacDonald OOTP3-COC' & it was a testament that not all of the crew had chosen to avail themselves of the Starbases many facilities. For a moment, T`Vhor pondered entering in order to see just what was going on but on second thoughts he chose to remain discrete & moved on. Everyone had their own ways of winding down, or may`be up as the case may be but common decency dictated that what each of those people did to achieve that state was their own affair & not his. With that thought in mind the Lieutenant Commander entered the Turbolift & headed for the bridge. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0632) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 4, (USS Phantom, Main Engineering – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0332) Alexander had intended spending the time after the staff briefing reviewing the mission logs of the USS Phantom, however what little there was available offered very few clues as to what might be facing him. As the second and final log closed, he‘d decided beamed over to the experimental ship. Touring the decks, it amused Alexander to notice the tiny differences between this ship and the Spectre. The engine core had been extended so it ran like a spine through almost every deck of the engineering hull, blocking out the area that would hold the cloaking device on the Spectre. Unable to resist the temptation, he’d even spent a short while in the Captain’s quarters, comparing the size and layout with his own. When finally he arrived in Engineering, the Caitian Chief Engineering bounded up to him and said, “I can see what they’re trying to do, sir. We should be ready to bring the warp core back online in a few minutes.” Distracted by a persistent humming, Alexander was forced to glance over his shoulder. A bedraggled Doctor Dervin was crossing the engine-room, paying no heed to her surroundings or her fellow officers. She tapped a few controls and then went back the way she’d come. “Then we’ll run some tests on the power flow and see what shape she’s in.” “Excellent, Chief. Was that… Was that Doctor Dervin?” The look on the Caitian’s face told him there was something up. “She’s been swanning around like that ever since she arrived here. She breaks off in mid-sentence, has no regard for her colleagues, and keeps touching with my controls!” There didn’t seem to be anything to be done with the immediate situation, so Alexander changed the subject back to the matter at hand: “When can you bring the warp-core online, Chief?” “Half an hour, sir.” “Carry on.” As the Caitian moved away from him, hips swaying provocatively, Alexander angled his head upwards. “Computer, advance time by one half hour.” (USS Spectre, Main Engineering – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0404) The room shimmered around him, and settled in time for the Scotsman to hear, “… Two… One… Initialising warp matrix.” He couldn’t be sure, but Alexander was pretty certain he deck was vibrating. On the other hand, perhaps it was the sterile green glow of the Phantom’s warp-core that was sending waves of nausea to his stomach. Resting a hand on one of the dormant consoles for support, he turned to see Doctor Dervin return to the engine-room. Her hair was sticking out at an angle from her head, and she’d opted to combine her uniform with slippers. The overall effect left him unsure whether she’d beamed over on her way to bed, or rushed over in the first fuzzy moments of wakefulness. He could hear her humming again, the tune vaguely familiar. Her gaze was focussed on a PADD she carried with her; she was clearly locked in concentration, her mind performing calculations only she could see. As she passed him, he fancied that their eyes locked for a moment. He thought he heard her say something, but then everything changed. The light turned a sickly, acid green, and the thrumming of the power manifolds eclipsed all other sound until he heard a raised voice cry out: “Captain, we’re losing it. We can’t…” A surge of energy ripped from the core and threw the Chief Engineer across the room. She lay there, twitching, as several technicians ran to her aid. Alexander remained exactly where he’d watched the entire scene unfold, as in place of the Chief, Doctor Dervin slid gracefully in front of the console and made a few leisurely, almost hap-hazard, adjustments to the controls. In an instant everything died away, levelling out at a pale green glow. Alexander only let himself breathe out when he realised the humming around him wasn’t coming up from the deckplates, but instead came from Doctor Dervin, now stood motionless, staring at the swirling emerald patterns within the core. “Computer, exit.” (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Ten Forward – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0648) Alexander kept his hands clasped firmly around the steaming mug of cocoa in the hope it would stop them shaking. Intellectually he knew that what he’d just seen was a holographic construct of fictitious events, but emotionally he’d just witnessed someone he knew become the subject of a horrendous accident. ~That’s the trouble with basing a programme on a real setting.~ “Science Officer MacDonald to Chief M’Rurrh.” =/\=What can I do for you, Ensign?=/\= “Oh, nothing… MacDonald, out.” Glaring into the mug, he muttered to himself, “Satisfied?” before downing the remains of his drink and heading back to finish what he’d started. (Reply None) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Turbolift – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 0649) =/\=Science Officer MacDonald to Chief M’Rurrh.=/\= “What can I do for you, Ensign?” /\=Oh, nothing… MacDonald, out.=/\= The Caitian sighed, but didn’t linger too long on the odd conversation. Strange happenings were quite frequent aboard the Spectre, and things got even stranger once the many bizarre and eccentric personalities began getting involved. She did her best to ignore it all, but deep down she was slightly concerned that she might already have crossed the line into the relaxed madness of starship life. (USS Spectre, Bridge – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 0650) As she stepped onto the Bridge, M’Rurrh quickly took in the members of the skeleton crew left manning the various stations. Setting her toolkit down next to the Science station she nodded a greeting to the First Officer. “Good morning, sir. You’re up early.” (Reply T’Vhor, any) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Acting CO T`Vhor - 06:51) T`Vhor had become aware that peaple were probably wondering if Vulcans ever slept. He was begining to wonder himself as he couldn`t remember the last time he actually had done with all that had happened recently. Seated in the Command chair at that precise moment in time however, he busied himself with the 52nd fleet reports that had been coming in whilst around him the few remaining bridge officers attended to routine at their respective consoles. Behind him the hiss of the turbolift doors heralded the arrival of another crewmember & T`Vhor idly turned to watch the female enginnering officer stroll onto the bridge & head towards the science console. "Good morning, sir. You’re up early.", said M'rurrh as she placed her kit upon the floor next to the consoles access panel. "Indeed", said T`Vhor turning his attention briefly away from the PADD in his hand. "I believe however that I have yet to....enter a state of down", he added with a quirk of an eyebrow. (Reply M'Rurrh, IYW) "I wasn`t aware that we had a problem on Science one", said T`Vhor, his mind probably still acutely sharpened by their experiences with the recent spate of sabotage events. (Reply M'Rurrh, Any) "I see, is everything ok in engineering?", said T`Vhor as M'Rurrh popped the panel from the science console to begin her work within. (Reply M'Rurrh, Any) "I will leave you to your work then", said T`Vhor as he stood from the chair & headed off towards the Captains ready room with the thought of attempting to catch some of that aforementioned state of down. At least for a while anyway..... (Reply M'Rurrh, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0652) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 5, A Time for Action (USS Spectre, Bridge – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0417) He’d ordered everyone to return to the Spectre to assess the misadventures of restarting the Phantom’s experiment warp core. No-one seemed able to explain the nature of the energy that had left their Chief Engineer in Sickbay. No-one seemed able to tell whether she would recover. No-one seemed able to suggest what they should do next. He’d taken up position in the centre chair, watching the Phantom floating in space a few thousand kilometres from them, her warp nacelles glowing with that strange green energy that seemed a signature of the experimental drive. ~There’s an awful lot that ‘no-one’ can do, so I suppose that means it all falls to me.~ Turning to face his First Officer he said, “Commander, prepare to take a team back over to the Phantom. We need to see if that engine will actually work.” A voice piped up from the CONN: “I’d say it works, sir. The Phantom just warped out of here.” “Computer, switch to observation mode and transfer me to the USS Phantom.” (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Bridge – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 0653) "I believe however that I have yet to... enter a state of down." The First Officer arched an eyebrow and M’Rurrh rolled her eyes in response. She had a feeling she’d just experienced Vulcan humour, but the doubt at the back of her mind begged her to ignore it and move on with her work. As she approached the science station the FO added, "I wasn`t aware that we had a problem on Science one." “Hopefully, we won’t. I’m just checking out a few systems to make sure we don’t have any lingering bugs hidden away.” "I see, is everything ok in engineering?" “Mostly, sir. We’re just plodding along. I don’t think anyone’s come to terms with what happened with H’Chir. I’m not sure I understand it either. I guess we’ll work through it eventually.” "I will leave you to your work then" (Reply T’Vhor if desired, none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Quarters of Kenneth McKeznie, ACSO Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 7:00 hours) [Bleep, bleep. Ensign McKenzie; The time is 7:00 hours.] Kenny was awoken by the Computers wake-up call which he had set last night. He sudenly became fully awake and alert. He hopped out of bed and walked towards the sonic shower. "Computer. Cansole wake-up call." he said. The Computer bleeped in ackknolgment. "Computer. Activate soinc shower. Another bleep of acknoglemnt and the sonic shower came to life. It's yellow/orange light radiated heat. Kenny undressedd and stepped in. He felt the lightness of the sonic pulses touch his body. In a way, he found it relacking and sothing. After a few minutes in the shower, he stepped out and walked to the repacater. He took out a data stcik form a cupbord next to the repacater and feed it into it. "Computer, down-load file in the data stick into the repacater and repacate." The computer bleeped and a few scounds later, a plie of causal clothes apered in the repacater. A light brown cloth shirt and a pair of red trousers. He got dressed. He then walked to the door and waled outside. "Computer, lock door." (Reply None) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0702) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 6, She will burn you with the heat of her eyes (USS Spectre, Crew Quarters – Doctor Tanya Leigh Dervin – 0408) On returning to the Spectre she’d headed back to her quarters to rest. The Phantom’s engines had required her to assimilate a lot of data and she was conscious of not understanding it. Still, her subconscious seemed to be guiding her pretty well so far. She’d managed to stabilise the power matrix, and for some reason the Captain considered that dangerous enough to drag them all back to the Spectre to cool their heels. ~Girls and boys come out to play…~ Lying flat on her back she tried to rest, but each time she closed her eyes she could hear the song; the same song she’d had stuck in her head for several hours. It started with the same phrase over and over again, but she’d discovered that if she hummed along and followed the sound, she could construct the next several lines without realising it. Obviously some song she’d learnt in her childhood. ~Girls and boys come out to play…~ She sighed and gave in to the tune. Closing her eyes she murmured, “Girls and boys come out to play… The moon doth shine as bright as day…” (USS Spectre, Transporter Room 2 – Doctor Tanya Leigh Dervin – 0414) The Transporter Officer glanced up as the doors swooshed open. He hadn’t been expecting anyone, so far as he knew the Captain still considered the Phantom to be out-of-bounds whilst they investigated the accident that had occurred last time they were there. He shuddered for a moment, recalling the prone figure of Chief Petty Officer M’Rurrh as she’d been rushed to Sickbay. “Doctor Dervin… I wasn’t expecting you.” “Girls and boys come out to play…” The Warp Technologies Officer stepped into the Transporter Room and opened her eyes. The attendant was conscious of the ethereal glow being her eyes for only a fraction of a second before he died. (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0704) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 7, I remember there was mist… (USS Phantom, Main Engineering – Alexander MacDonald – 0434) For more than a quarter of an hour Alexander had been stood in the Phantom’s engine-room watching the scene unfold before him. When the computer had first transferred him to the Phantom, it had placed him on the bridge, exactly parallel with his position aboard the Spectre. One glance at the view-screen had been enough to confirm that the USS Phantom was definitely under power and was moving through space at warp speed, although there was something wrong with the way the stars blurred past. Instead of the constant streak of light he was used to, they now appeared as a series of short dashes, as though they were appearing and disappearing at random. He’d run to the turbolift and as he stepped into Main Engineering he froze completely paralysed by what he saw. Standing directly in front of the emerald warp-core, Doctor Dervin had her head thrown back, he eyes burned with the same energy he’d seen leap from the warp-core earlier and she had her hands directly on to warp matrix console. She was singing; a strange, ghoulish melody echoing around the room and whilst the sound changed Alexander could see no movement in her lips. A second figure entered, emerging from an access point in one of the shadowed recesses of the room. He wore a black cloak that merged his form with the darkness around him, making it impossible to be certain of his true shape, but his face was unmistakable, despite the crisp white mask blocking his entire left side from view: Captain Timothy. Alexander watched as he approached Doctor Dervin, at first seemingly in awe of her, and then breaking into a heart-felt applause. That last was enough to break whatever trance had held the Doctor, and as she blinked at her surroundings the glow vanished from her eyes. "Bravi! Bravi!” She backed away as he approached her. “You know, I really wasn’t expecting anyone else to reach them. On the other hand, there’s a lot more I could teach you.” Ice in her gaze, Tanya held her head high and said, “The engine is powered by phase-space friction. I should not work.” The Captain arched an eyebrow in appreciation. “Perhaps I’ve a lot less to teach you than I thought. Yes, the engine uses the ship’s cloak to create a friction between normal-space and phase-space. And you’re right, the original prototype didn’t work. Would you like to see what made it work?” Without waiting for an answer, Rice reached up and pulled his mask away, bathing the entire room in a scalding green light. He replaced his mark as Doctor Dervin shrieked and fell to the floor. Looking down at her, he began singing: “Flattering child you shall know me, “See why in shadow I hide. “Look at your face in the mirror, “I am there inside!” Lost in his own performance, his attention suddenly riveted back to Doctor Dervin whose eyes had begun glowing more brightly than before. Silently she rose to her feet and resumed her place before the warp-core. “Now… Sing…” Ship and singer merged as the sound flooded through Alexander, unable to think, unable to move, unable to look away as the ship surged ever deeper into warp speed. (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre, Mess Hall, ACSO Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 7:23 hours) Kenny walked thourgh the doors to the mess hall. A small croud had gathered around, talking and enjoying their morming meals. Kenny walked over to a reprecater and leaded agest the wall. "Computer. Reprecate a bowl of Scottish porrage in reprecater MH-02. [Please select type of Scottish porrage.] "Erm... Oaty?" [Please resate commment] "Umm....Weat?" [Please sellect temreture] "Hot." A blow of porrage reprecated in the mahcine. Kenny picked it up and almost droped it from the heat of the bowl. He quiky walked over to a table and put it down before it burn his hands. After sitting down, he relaise that he had on spoon. Sighing, he got back up and walked over to the repricater. "Computer, reprecate spoon." [Please sellect type of spoon] "Westen Earthen." The spoon which he had asked for appred and he grabed it and sat down back at his table. Kenny sighed again. He saw that he was facing the large windows, looking out at the StarBase to which they where docked at. He diped his spoon in his porrage and blew at it. He then tased it. He din't like the tase all that much. He liked the real stuff which he used to have back in Scotland, but he would have to do with Fediration rastions. He didn't mind that much, thought. It was tasey and milky. He sat there enjoying what he could of the reprecated porrege. After breakfast, as he was of duty, he would go to the holodeck to play one of his novels; The Battle of Bannckbrun. (Reply anyone/no one) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 1 – ScO, Ensign Alexander MacDonald – 0724) Mission: The Opera of the Phantom Chapter 8, Behold! She is singing to bring down the chandelier! (USS Spectre, Bridge – CO, Captain Alexander MacDonald – 0454) “Computer, return me to the Spectre and engage interactive mode.” To his bridge crew he added, “Locate the Phantom.” “I’m trying, sir, but every time I get a lock she disappears again. God, she’s fast!” “Engineering, I need someone who understands how their engine is supposed to work on the bridge now. Tactical, plot their course using the locks we’ve gained. Helm, follow at maximum warp as soon as possible.” A chorus of ‘aye-sir’s bounced back at him, and he felt the welcome veneer of control return across the bridge. ~Technically that was cheating, taking a look at the Phantom. I must try not to let it influence how I play this out.~ Suddenly the bridge rocked from the phaser blast. Steadying himself against the command chair he said, “Looks like the Phantom have found us instead. I thought you said that thing had had her weapons cut.” From the back of the bridge he heard, “Affirmative. It is not phaser energy.” On the screen, blasts of green energy leapt across space from one ship to the other. “Shields are holding.” “Good. Get us some distance and hail the Phantom.” The ship shuddered again as the view-screen shimmered to show the engine-room of the Phantom. Captain Timothy stood blocking most of the screen, but the frozen form of Doctor Dervin was in evidence behind him. She hadn’t moved so much as an inch since Alexander had last seen her. Somehow that made it seem even more unnatural. “Captain… I was wondering what had happened to you.” The masked figure simply smiled in response. “So… What does a guy have to do to make you stop pounding on my ship.” “I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do to stop me, Captain. However, the good news for you is that I’m nearly done.” A quick glance over his shoulder was enough to inform Alexander that that last statement didn’t make any sense if the goal was the destruction or impairment of the Spectre. There must be something else. “Just a few more minutes and it’ll be time to step beyond the mirror one last time. Together.” He placed a hand on Doctor Dervin’s shoulder. The green glow spread to encompass mostof his forearm. “Give her back.” “Come now, Captain. We’re offering you so many lives. But I need this one to complete the transfer. She understands. She is… magnificent.” The comm.-channel cut and Alexander heard his Security Officer state, “Sir, we’ve gained several life-forms spread throughout the ship. From the looks of things… Sir, it’s the crew of the Phantom!” ~Transporter energy…~ Somehow that seemed to make sense, although Alexander couldn’t begin to understand why. The bridge slid to the left and he called out, “Keep monitoring the numbers. As soon as we have everyone from the Phantom, barring their Captain and First Officer, beam Doctor Dervin and Captain Timothy directly to the Bridge.” The Security Chief nodded and turned her attention to her console. Without looking up she reported, “Sir, I’m having trouble maintaining a lock on them. It’s like they’re slipping in and out of phase with normal space.” A jolt to the right and the burly Scotsman was sent flailing to the floor. “BEAM THEM ABOARD. NOW!” As Alexander glanced up he saw one form begin to coalesce in front of him. Desperate to look away, but unable to do anything other than watch and pray he stared right into the glowing heart of the transporter beam as the humanoid figure began to take shape. Doctor Tanya Leigh Dervin looked down at him, her hair billowing out behind her as though caught in a gale. “What are you doing down there?” she asked, her face adding a silent ‘you silly little man’. He clambered back to his feet, unable to resist smiling at the Doctor, and was about to call for them to beam out the Captain when the Security Chief beat him to it: “The Phantom’s gone again, sir.” (Reply none) (Posted by Michael Drake) (Starbase 375 - Deck 42 - Starfleet intelligence - Agent Smith- 07.30) Joe looked at Agent Johnson in dismay. ~I can't beleave it. I'm getting reasined as a babysitter.~ "Sir there must be some mistake." Agent Johnson looked coldly at Joe. "There is no mistake Agent Smith. You have been selected because you are the best Agent for the job. do I make my self clear." ~What that's bull. I'm a tatical agent. A rookie could do this mission~ Her face remained calm. "Yes Sir." "Agent Smith you are to report to the USS Spectre at 0800. The CO is a Lieutenant Commander T'Vhor. he is expecting you. Now your task is to observe Doctor Williams the ships CMO. For no reason are you to let him out of your sight do you read me. where ever he gose you go. understood." "Yes Sir." ~I've got 12 real world mission. the highest graded marine to entere SFI and what happens I get the babysitting assinment. I should have stayed in the cor~ "Dissmissed Agent Smith." Joe came to attention. old habits die hard and left thinking that some one realy had it in for her. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Sickbay-Lt. Will Banowsky-07.45) Will entered sickbay with a smile, but at the same time with sadness. There was no denying that of all the people on the Spectre, he considered Andrew his closest friend. Now it was time to say goodbye. "Andrew," he said as he approached the CMO, "Hows it going?" (reply Williams) "Ya, anyways Doc, I just came by to say goodbye." (reply Williams) "Ya, that’s right. I'm leaving for the USS Dennison, you are looking at First Officer Lt. Will Banowsky." (reply Williams) "Anyways Doc, I just wanted to say it's been fun serving with you. You are a great doctor, and I just wanted to let you know that. Also, keep on eye on the ship for me. Don't let anything bad happpen to it. Or else I'll come straight from the Dennison to make you pay." Will said the last part with a smile and a laugh to show that he was joking. (reply Williams) "Anyways Doc, I got to go finish packing. But take care of yourself Andrew, and take care of this crew." With that Will turned around and left sickbay he was gonna finish packing and get ready to go. He was excited, but said. He was ready though, for this new adventure. (Reply Williams) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Sickbay- CMO - Williams -07.47) "Andrew," "Hows it going?" Andrew turned to see Will coming towards him. "You okay Will can I do anything for you?" "Ya, anyways Doc, I just came by to say goodbye." "Yes I heard a rumer you were leaving us and going up the ladder. "Ya, that's right. I'm leaving for the USS Dennison, you are looking at First Officer Lt. Will Banowsky." "Good for you Will. I'm realy pleased. no one deserved it more that you. just don't have as much fun at command as our last mission ah." "Anyways Doc, I just wanted to say it's been fun serving with you. You are a great doctor, and I just wanted to let you know that. Also, keep on eye on the ship for me. Don't let anything bad happpen to it. Or else I'll come straight from the Dennison to make you pay." Will said Andrew grinned. "Yeh and you'll be the first to know." "Anyways Doc, I got to go finish packing. But take care of yourself Andrew, and take care of this crew." Andrew nodded and watched him go. he was going to miss him but not as much as others if the scuzbucket was to be beleved. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Deck 4 - Transporter Room 2- Agent Smith - 0755) Joe materialised on the transporter padd. she glanced around and walked over to the crewman at the transport consol. ~little ship but is she tought~ "Crewman my name is Agent Smith. Where is Lieutenant Commander T'Vhor." "In the Ready Room. Agent Smith." Joe thanked the crewman and left the transport room. (Reply None) (Posted By Robbie) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - Agent Smith - 0800) The ready room door's opend and she entered. She sore Commander T'Vhor sitting behind his desk. "Agent Smith reporting as ordered." she stiffened to attention. ~old habets die hard~ (reply T'Vhor "Here are a copy of my ordes Commander. My remit is to shadow Doctor Williams and nothing else. I'll have not intefear with the security staff onboard." (reply T'Vhor) "As you can see from my orders as a Agent of the SFI I am to be armed at all times. With your pomission commander I'll get it surtified by your chief of security." (reply T'Vhor) (reply T'Vor, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 08:01) What was it someone once said? An old Earth phrase... No rest for the wicked. The moment the woman had entered the Captain`s ready room, Lieutenant Commander T`Vhor had senced the hardnosed attitude of the woman, he already knew something about her by the report he had called up on her not ten minutes beforehand. It had been a neccesary precaution for he was damn sure he wasn`t going to have an intelligence agent on board the Spectre without first knowing something about her beforehand. A marine background, stiff to a fault & steeped in traditional marine core values. ~Umm, I`m sure Krige would have fun with you~ "Agent Smith reporting as ordered.", said the harsh faced human female as she came to attention before him. T`Vhor looked into the womans eyes as she spoke, there was clearly no love loss here & T`Vhor was certainly not going to go out of his way to make Agent Smiths task any easier than it needed to be. "As ordered?", said T`Vhor standing up from his chair, "I want to make this quite clear Agent Smith, I never ordered you to come onboard the Spectre, your superiors did", he added. "I want it noted also that you are here against my better wishes, I do not take kindly to members of my crew being scrutinised & emotionally stripped down in futile attempts to find information that is quite simply not there", said T`Vhor. The woman however remained unflinching in her responce as she took the Lieutenant commanders words in. Then she casually handed him the PADD she had carried in with her. "Here is a copy of my orders Commander. My remit is to shadow Doctor Williams and nothing else. I'll not have to interfere with the security staff onboard.", said Smith. T`Vhor took the PADD & read through the orders thoroughly, then he placed it onto the table & looked the agent up & down, noting her shoulder holster in the process. "As you can see from my orders, as an Agent of the SFI I am to be armed at all times. With your permission commander I'll get it certified by your chief of security.", said Smith. "When you get it certified Agent Smith, you will hand your weapon into security", said T`Vhor walking around the desk & returning to his seat. "I will not have an armed officer shadowing the Doctor, he has been stressed enough by your actions already & you can do your job well enough without having to be armed", said T`Vhor. (Reply Smith) "That`s my final word on it Agent Smith", said T`Vhor. "I see no reason for you to be armed unless our situation on board the Spectre calls for it & it does not at this time", he added. (Reply Smith) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - Agent Smith- 08:05) "I will not have an armed officer shadowing the Doctor, he has been stressed enough by your actions already & you can do your job well enough without having to be armed", said T`Vhor. Joe took in T'Vjor's frosty responce. ~Well that's not my problem. I've got my order." "Commander as a SFI agent I am allowed to be armed on board any ship." "That`s my final word on it Agent Smith", said T`Vhor. "I see no reason for you to be armed unless our situation on board the Spectre calls for it & it does not at this time", he added. ~Well that's, that then~ "Good day to you Commander." Joe turned and left the ready room. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - Agent Smith - 08.20) Joe walked into the Security Chief’s Office. She saw a woman reading through a PADD ~this must be Vasilyovna~ "Lieutenant Yelena Vasilyovna. My name is Agent Smith. I am here atthe request of SFI to keep tabs on Doctor Williams." (reply Vasilyovna) "I am here because SFI policy stats that I have to produce my weapon to the Chief of Security for inspection when coming on board." She opened the carry all on her shoulder and pulled out a Marine II-D Sidearm with 3 extra clips and placed it on the desk. (reply Vasilyovna) "Yes I was in the Marines before I joined SFI. old habits die hard." (reply Vasilyovna) (reply Vasilyovna, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 08.21) The PADD had proved interesting reading indeed, the TAC/SC had almost smiled at the last part but the arrival of an unknown woman however terminated that smile in an instance as she strolled casually into Yelena`s office. "Lieutenant Yelena Vasilyovna. My name is Agent Smith. I am here at the request of SFI to keep tabs on Doctor Williams.", said smith. "Oh?", said Yelena questioningly. "Is that so", she added as the woman moved nearer. Yelena regarded the woman curiously as she approached, as the Spectre`s chief of security, she had already heard that there had been some dispute over Doctor Williams recent actions on the ship, she had in fact been suspicious of one or two things herself. The incident with the explosives hidden in the case for example had not gone un-noticed by her or her team. It was common knowledge now however that the Doctor had been a victim of external manipulation, it was quite clear now that he remained loyal to the 52nd & what this woman hoped to gain by, 'Keeping tabs on him', as she had said was neither here nor there. Yelena humoured her nonetheless. "I am here because SFI policy states that I have to produce my weapon to the Chief of Security for inspection when coming on board.", said Smith as she unclipped a marine issue weapon from her shoulder to place it upon the desk in front of her along with three clips of ammunition. "You don`t travel light do you", said Yelena with a smirk. "A Marine II-D.... your thinking the Doctor might be a Xenomorph da, like Colonel Krige?", she asked with a smile. "I take it that you were a marine at one time", she added whilst looking the weapon over. "Yes I was in the Marines before I joined SFI. Old habits die hard.", said Smith. "Everything dies hard with this weopon no?", said Yelena. (Reply Smith) "I would be very much surprised if Lieutenant commander T`Vhor has allowed you to keep this with you", said Yelena. (Reply Smith) "Don`t worry Agent Smith, it will be in safe keeping for when you leave us", said Vasilyovna as she handed the weapon to a nearby security officer for storage. "In the meantime, I expect you to report any unusual observations you see to me directly", said Yelena, "I do not think that you will find anything, but if you do, I want to hear of it first, da?", said Yelena. (Reply Smith) Smith then turned about as though to leave the security chiefs office, clearly perturbed by the fact that she had been relieved of her weapon. "Agent Smith", said Yelena calling after her. "I doubt that you will be too popular on board the Spectre but know this, if there is any corruption here, you will have my undivided cooperation", said Yelena. (Reply Smith) Yelena then sat & picked up the PADD to continue where she had left off. (Reply Smith, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - Agent Smith - 08.24) "Everything dies hard with this weopon no?", said Yelena. ~That's what my traning is for to know when to use it~ Jo looked hard at Yelena. keeping her face blank and her voice hard she carried on. "Only if you don't know how to use it." said Jo "I would be very much surprised if Lieutenant commander T`Vhor has allowed you to keep this with you", said Yelena. ~well she's not stupid that's for shore~ "No he did not." "Don`t worry Agent Smith, it will be in safe keeping for when you leave us", said Vasilyovna as she handed the weapon to a nearby security officer for storage. "In the meantime, I expect you to report any unusual observations you see to me directly", said Yelena, "I do not think that you will find anything, but if you do, I want to hear of it first, da?", said Yelena. ~ Only after SFI~ "Yes Lieutenant." Smith then turned about as though to leave the security chiefs office, clearly perturbed by the fact that she had been relieved of her weapon. "Agent Smith", said Yelena calling after her. "I doubt that you will be too popular on board the Spectre but know this, if there is any corruption here, you will have my undivided cooperation", said Yelena. "that's always good to know." ~Its nice to know this is a happy and welcoming crew~ Yelena then sat & picked up the PADD to continue where she had left off. ~not to self next time don't hand over your primary weapon~ Jo carried walked out of the office. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 08.30) Andrew looked at his PADD and then at the crewman infront of him. "Okay Crewman let me get this strate. You just happen to meet this woman and she envited you to her quarters." Andrew noticed that the crewman was going very red. "So you had a early breckfest with thsi woman. Then when you returned to the ship you felt ill and have not been able to open you bowel for the lest couple of hours." "Doctor I can explain." Andrew held up his hand. "trust me crewman I don't want to know." ~just hope it was the food~ He noticed a woman walking over to him. she looked like she ment buisness and was not happy. "Hallo can I help you." (reply Smith) "Yes I am Doctor Williams. Is ther anything I can do for you." (reply Smith) Andrew's face fell. ~ow hell~ "One minute Agent Smith." He caught Douwsy's eye and crossed over to her. "Can you give the crewman here some suppositries. If they don't work tell him to come back tomrrow. well try some thing else." ~Yes manual evacuation that'll teach him~ He then tured back to agent smith and showed her into his office. "So Agent Smith you have been ordered by the SFI to keep tabs on me. what kind of tabs dose that mean." (reply Smith) ~ow grate. room mate~ "You must realise that I am insomniac and I don't require much sleep." (reply Smith) ~ow well then this is going to be fun~ "Well as your here at lest I can do is you medical." (reply Smith) Andrew grinned to him self. "Now Agent Smith you would not want to go agenst standerard procedure. You are required to do medical when first reporting on board." (reply Smith) Andrew leaned back in his chair and began to run through the standered queston. (reply Smith, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - Agent Smith- 08.33) Jo walked into Sickbay. She saw a doctor talking to a patient. ~must be him~ She crossed over to the Doctor. "Hallo can I help you." "Are you Doctor Williams." "Yes I am Doctor Williams. Is there anything I can do for you." ~this will stuff up your day~ "My name is Agent Smith. I have been sent here by SFI to moniter your activies." She saw his face fall. "One minute Agent Smith." She saw him turn and talk to a Orian nurse who had been giving her the evil eye since she walked in. He then turned to he and showed her into his office. she sat down across from him. "So Agent Smith you have been ordered by the SFI to keep tabs on me. what kind of tabs dose that mean." "It means that I am here to record you every movement and interaction on board this ship." ~that's going to be fun.~ "You must realise that I am insomniac and I don't require much sleep." "that's good to know. It means that you can come for my morning traning then can't you." ~it looks like you could do with some~ "Well as your here at lest I can do is you medical." "You have my records from the SFI. I have had an extensive medical review before I came on board." She noticed that he grinned to him self and was not happy. "Now Agent Smith you would not want to go agenst standerard procedure. You are required to do medical when first reporting on board." "That is true." ~I'm going to get you for this Doctor~ She gave in and started to answer his questions. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez-9.00) Lalo had found his way onto the Spectre and had been looking around for the last ten minutes. She wasd to be his new home, and he wanted to become familiar with her. It was different from the Last two ships he had been on, one being a Galaxy class star ship, the other an Excelsior class. Though he was very intrigued at the sight of her, and was eager to pilot her once the time came. Though he had other matters to attend to, he was looking for Lt. Commander T'Vhor the ships acting commanding officer. He was going to report in so that he could get to work immediately. He approached the ready room pressed the button to announce his arrival and entered. (Reply None) (Posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Ready Room-Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez-9.01) Lalo entered the ready room and walked forward to the desk where Commander T'Vhor and stood at attention. "Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez reporting for duty sir, here are my orders." Lalo said handing T'Vhor the PADD with his orders. (reply T'Vhor) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 9:02) T`Vhor had not long since returned from the fiasco with Starbase intelligence to the relative calm of the CO`s ready room when the doorchime had sounded to announce a newcomer. "Come", said T`Vhor as he lowered his feet back onto the decking from where they had been resting temporarily upon a nearby stool. As the door slid open, the officer stepped in & moved to stand before the desk at attention. From his appearance & his recent browsing of his file, T`Vhor knew that the man was Lieutenant Rodriguez, the Conn officer they had been told to expect upon their docking at Starbase 375. "Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez reporting for duty sir, here are my orders.", said the officer as he handed him the PADD he had brought with him. T`Vhor took the PADD & scanned through it as the man remained at attention before him. "At ease Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. (Reply Rodriguez) "You come highly recommended Lieutenant, the Avengers CO holds you in high regard", said T`Vhor. (Reply Rodriguez) "This is your first time aboard a vessel such as the Spectre however", said T`Vhor, "you will find life here comparable to your last tours of duty but at times unconventional", he added noting the Lieutenants reaction to that last word as he said it. (Reply Rodriguez) T`Vhor leaned back into his seat & gazed up at the fresh faced Conn Officer, he looked remarkably neat in his appearance, his manner belied his service record & T`Vhor found himself wondering wether he had ever stared a life or death situation in it`s cold, icy face. He allowed the thought to pass however & addressed Rodriguez once again. "The Spectre is a Black Ops vessel Lieutenant, we are called upon to do the unconventional, our missions are invariably behind enemy lines & are often frought with more danger than that which might be seen by any other vessel of the 52nd", said T`Vhor. (Reply Rodriguez, IYW) "That said, your record is exemplory, I`m sure you will have no trouble adapting to those......Dangers", said T`Vhor raising up from his chair. "You may take your time to acclimatise to the Spectre, your quarters have been assigned to you & you may settle in at your leisure", said T`Vhor as he walked out onto the Spectre`s bridge with the new arrival close behind. (Reply Rodriguez, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez- 9:03) "At ease Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. "Yes sir," Lalo said in reply. "You come highly recommended Lieutenant, the Avengers CO holds you in high regard", said T`Vhor. Lalo knew this to be true, and he was one to brag about it too. He was very cocky and sure of himself and had a pretty well sized ego. He was almost your typical flyboy. Of course he didn't have a one sided personality, he could be caring if he needed to be, and was as such with his close friends and family. Otherwise, especially with the ladies, he was his typical cocky self. Of course some people have thought and told him that his cocky persona was just a front, a defense mechanism so to speak. And maybe they were right, Lalo didn't know. He just knew he didn't mind being cocky and he also didn't mind being caring if the case called for it. All he knew is that whenever he was with those who were his superiors he always treated them with the respect they deserved. "I am honored by his words sir. Captain Jesus Manso was a good commanding officer and well deserving of trust. If he says it's true it must be true." Lalo said in reply. Laughing inside because he knew it was true, whether his CO thought so or not. "This is your first time aboard a vessel such as the Spectre however", said T`Vhor, "you will find life here comparable to your last tours of duty but at times unconventional", he added noting the Lieutenants reaction to that last word as he said it. "Unconventional is my middle name sir, I can do whatever it is you ask of me." Lalo said, hoping that Commander T'Vhor didn't think he wasn't up to the task. Lalo was up to anything. "The Spectre is a Black Ops vessel Lieutenant, we are called upon to do the unconventional, our missions are invariably behind enemy lines & are often frought with more danger than that which might be seen by any other vessel of the 52nd", said T`Vhor. "Sir, I'm willing to fly anywhere and everywhere just as long as I'm given the order sir." Lalo said, he was eager to fly black ops missions and his cockiness was starting too show. "That said, your record is exemplory, I`m sure you will have no trouble adapting to those......Dangers. You may take your time to acclimatise to the Spectre, your quarters have been assigned to you & you may settle in at your leisure", said T`Vhor as he walked out onto the Spectre`s bridge. Lalo followed closely behind and exited the bridge, he was going to return to Starbase 375 to his temporary quarters to grap his personal belongings then return on board and settle in. He was eager to get things going on the Spectre. (reply none) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - ATAC/ASC Ensign James Guildford - 0920) James was happy. This was it. He had worked towards this moment for the last four and a half years of his life. He entered the ready room, handed the padd to the Vulcan CO, Commander T'Vhor, came to attention and said "Ensign James Guildford reporting for duty, sir." (respond T'Vhor) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 09:21) "Ensign James Guildford reporting for duty, sir.", said the new arrival coming to attention on the opposite side of the desk. T`Vhor looked up at the new security officer as he spoke, he could hardly keep up with all the new crew they had taken aboard at Starbase 375, fresh faced & straight out of the academy. The thought took him back to his own arrival on the USS Cochrane so long ago, he remembered his nerves at introducing himself to Captain Lowell & how he had been so eager to prove himself. With the fleet now engaged in a civil war however, every new arrival was given a baptism of fire & the Spectre was at the begining of the line that led up to the font so to speak. "At ease Ensign", said T`Vhor as he reached across the desk & took the PADD that the man had brought with him, then he read over it slowly. "You asked for this ship Ensign Guildford?", said T`Vhor noting that the Ensign had actually requested the Spectre himself. (Reply Guildford) "I see", said T`Vhor, "well, the Spectre will not disappoint, I`m sure you`ll fit in just fine", said T`Vhor, "your quarters have been pre-assigned to you, take your time to settle in & acquaint yourself with the ship, report to Lieutenant Vasilyovna in security as soon as your ready", said T`Vhor. (Reply Guildford) T`Vhor then proceeded to assign the new arrival to the Spectre`s active roster. "Dismissed Ensign", said T`Vhor & with that, Guildford turned & left the room. (Reply Guildford) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - ATAC/ASC Ensign JG James Guildford - 09:21) Commander T`Vhor looked up as James announced himself, probably memorizing his face, a ot of new crewmen had come aboard in the last day. Or so James had been told by Will Banowsky, his old friend from not only the Academy, but back in their college days as well. "At ease Ensign", said T`Vhor as he reached across the desk & took the PADD that Ensign Guildford handed him and read over it slowly. "You asked for this ship Ensign Guildford?", asked Commander T`Vhor. "Yes sir, Lieutenant Banowsky recommended it as the best ship out here sir, and he's never been one to lie." ~Not to me anyway, though there was that time back in San Fransisco when those twin bajorans came and... Stop thinking about that Guildford, you are going to get in trouble~ "I see", said the Commander, "well, the Spectre will not disappoint, I`m sure you`ll fit in just fine, your quarters have been pre-assigned to you, take your time to settle in & acquaint yourself with the ship, report to Lieutenant Vasilyovna in security as soon as your ready." "Aye, sir" Guildford was then added to the duty roster. "Dismissed Ensign", said T`Vhor. ~That was fast~ Guildford thought as he left... (Reply none) (Posted by James Dock) (Starbase 375 - Personal Quarters - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 09.26) Chenoll slowly opened her eyes and spotted her ceiling of her quarters and smiled. ~Ah, my last night serving on this starbase,~ she thought, ~I have to report to Commander T'Vhor at 0830 hours, should be able to sleep a little bit longer...~ and she rolled over and her eyes fell on the chronometer. She almost jumped a foot out of her bed when she realized it was an hour after the time she was due to report in. She scrambled, quickly making her bed and throwing all her belongings into the two silver Starfleet bags. Then, she grabbed them and headed out the door, only to discover that she was in her undergarments. Retreated to her quarters, she quickly put on her uniform (a dirty one, none the less) and grabbed her two bags and sprinted out into the corridor. (Reply None) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (Starbase 375 - Docking Port - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 09.31) Sprinting from the corridor onto the docking port, where she would enter the docking umbilical and enter her new station, the USS Spectre. Ran up alongside a human, walking slowly back inboard the Spectre, wearing medical or science colors. "Greetings! Transferring to the Spectre?" he asked. "Yes, I'm Lt. Chenoll, Engineering," she said. The man smiled back at her. "I'm Lt. Taxia, counselor. Welcome to the Spectre," he offered. "Thank you!" she quickly said, before running into the docking umbilical. (Reply Taxia) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Outside Ready Room - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 09.37) Chenoll, feeling like she's completed a marathon, raced up to the door and tapped the door chime twice impatiently, and waited for T'Vhor's response. (reply T'Vhor, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Captain`s Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 09:38) "Come", said T`Vhor in responce to the chime that had just sounded at the door to the ready room, wherapons a female Bolian walked in a strode confidently up to the desk. "Ah, Lieutenant Chenoll I believe", said T`Vhor, "I was told to expect your arrival before we docked, you are our new assistant Engineer I understand", he added. (Reply Chenoll) T`Vhor then accessed the console to display the Bolian Lieutenants personal records. "An impressive service record Lieutenant", said T`Vhor as he returned his gaze towards her, "tell me, I last saw Captain Nelson on Betazed before the occupation, is he still as stubborn as he always was", he added with a slight smile. (Reply Chenoll) "The man swore to me that Admiral Horatio Nelson of Earth was his direct ancestor regardless of the fact that the DNA results did not substantiate that claim", said T`Vhor. (Reply Chenoll) "Yes, a dependable Captain nonetheless", said T`Vhor. "You will note upon your arrival in Engineering that there is no appointed CEO at this time so you must work with Ensign Angeletti & the rest of the enginnering officers to make up for that failing", said T`Vhor. (Reply Chenoll) "Our CEO is currently listed as missing in action but I have not given up entirely on H'Chir yet", said T`Vhor, "he may yet serve again as CEO", he added. (Reply Chenoll) T`Vhor paused to ponder his answer to the Bolians question. "A feeling Lieutenant.... I am unconvinced that we have seen the last of him", said T`Vhor. "Until that time however, I will appoint an acting CEO in the near future, my decision as to who that will be however is undecided at this time", said T`Vhor. "You may report to Engineering at your leisure, there is much to do & we specificly need to ensure the operational readiness of the cloak before we leave Starbase 375", said T`Vhor. (Reply Chenoll) "Very well Lieutenant, you are dismissed", said T`Vhor as he watched the Engineer exit the rooom. (Reply Chenoll, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 0939) "Come," said the voice. Chenoll entered the office and walked up to the desk and looked at the Vulcan. "Ah, Lieutenant Chenoll I believe. I was told to expect your arrival before we docked, you are our new assistant Engineer I understand," T'Vhor said. "Yes, sir. My previous ship was delayed in completing their mission, I was forced to spend a week at Starbase 375 and wait the Spectre's return, sir," Chenoll explained to the Acting CO. T'Vhor began working on his console, Chenoll assumed he was checking her service record. "An impressive service record Lieutenant. Tell me, the last time I saw Captain Nelson on Betazed before the occupation, is he still as stubborn as he always was?" T'Vhor said with a slight smile. Chenoll nodded and chuckled, "Yes, sir. Captain Nelson is still quite stubborn. He often clashed with Starfleet Command's orders, I believe," Chenoll said, smiling. "The man swore to me that Admiral Horatio Nelson of Earth was his direct ancestor regardless of the fact that the DNA results did not substantiate that claim," T'Vhor said. Chenoll laughed. "That sounds like the Captain Nelson I knew, sir, he would always stick to his guns," Chenoll said. ~However... that policy got us into trouble more than once...~ Chenoll added mentally. "Yes, a dependable Captain nonetheless," the Acting CO said. Chenoll nodded in agreement. "You will note upon your arrival in Engineering that there is no appointed CEO at this time so you must work with Ensign Angeletti & the rest of the engineering officers to make up for that failing." T'Vhor explained. Chenoll cocked her head sideways like a confused dog. "Sir? No CEO?" she asked. "Our CEO is currently listed as missing in action but I have not given up entirely on H'Chir yet, the may yet serve again as CEO," T'Vhor explained, rather cryptically. "Sir, how do you suspect this?" Chenoll asked respectfully. T'Vhor stopped and thought for a moment. "A feeling Lieutenant.... I am unconvinced that we have seen the last of him," T'Vhor said, "Until that time however, I will appoint an acting CEO in the near future, my decision as to who that will be however is undecided at this time." Chenoll nodded. "You may report to Engineering at your leisure, there is much to do & we specifically need to ensure the operational readiness of the cloak before we leave Starbase 375," T'Vhor said. Chenoll smiled, she wanted to inspect this 'phase cloak' for herself, "Of course, sir. The cloak will be ready, sir," she said, unable to hold back her wide smile. "Very well Lieutenant, you are dismissed," T'Vhor said. "Sir," Chenoll said, and nodded and then turned and walked out. (reply none, T'Vhor, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams- 0940) Andrew looked up from his PADD and glanced at Agent Smith. ~still here. I though she would have gotten boared by now~ He noticed that she wore a lazy expression of not being interested. he remebered that Walker Isengard as well as Yelena wore the same expression. he had come to realise that it was a front and that she was alert and ready for anything. He grinned slightly as he flicked the PADD at her. almost atomaticly her hand reached out and caught it in mid air. she turned and looked at him at him coldly and placed the PADD back onto the table. "Do you want a drink or some thing to eat. You've been here for a bit." she looked back at him. (reply Smith) ~well that's nice convisation~ "Well I do. So I'm going to ten forward." He got up and walked out of the office. he looked back to see that Agent Smith was following him. ~this is going to be fun~ He caught Douwsy's eye as he left. "Douwsy I'm going for a bit to eat. call me if you need me." With that he left with Agent Smith following behind. (Reply Smith) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Sickbay -Agent Smith- 0943) Jo noticed Williams looking at her. ~what dose he want now. I'm going to kill my self with boardum~ She saw Williams grinn at her and then through the PADD ghe was reading at her. she tracked it trajecotry and caught with her hand. ~what the hell is he playing at. I've got more important things then play baby sitter for him~ She put the PADD back on the desk "Do you want a drink or some thing to eat. You've been here for a bit." "No." ~hell its like looking after a child. "Well I do. So I'm going to ten forward." Jo watched him as he got up and walked out of the office. ~this is all I get for years of work in the marines and the SFI~ She saw Williams talking at one if the nurses as he turned and she followed him out of sickbay. (USS Spectre-Deck 2 Cooridor-Lt. Banowsky and Lt. JG Rodriguez-09.45) Will was leaving his room for the final time. He had everything packed and had moved everything into temporary quarters on the Starbase. His office was also bare with everything that belonged to him also on the Starbase. He was gonna miss his room, especially his view, and wanted to soak it up one final time. As he was leaving he saw someone moving into the quarters slightly down the hall. Will walked over to him. "Hey, Moving in?" Will asked the Lt. Junior Grade. "Ya, just got onboard today," Replied the Lt. JG as he put his box on the ground. "I'm Lt. Lalo Rodriguez, I'm a new conn officer onboard." Lalo then extended his hand in a hand shake. Will shook his hand and smiled, "Lt. Will Banowsky, former Conning chief, Operations chief, and second officer. Now it's off to the Dennison to be the First Officer there." "That’s cool, so luckily for me you're not my senior officer." Lalo said with a smile, obviously jokin. "You're right, or else I'd make your life a living nightmare." Will said trying to hold back laughter. It was a shame he was leaving, he would never get to know this officer. But such was life in Starfleet. "So what ship are you coming from?" "The USS Avenger, why do you ask?" replied Lalo, a bit curious. "I was just wondering, that's all. Is Jesus Manso the commanding officer onboard?" Will asked a bit intriqued. "Yes, why do you know Captain Manso?" Lalo himself was beginning to get curious as to all the questions being asked. "Actually yes, he's my uncle on my mom's side. He married my moms sister." "Ah, well then, I guess success in Starfleet runs in the family. You know your cousin Fatima just entered Starfleet Academy." "Ya I heard, my brothers are students there, they said they and all my other cousins at the academy through a party. I was off who already in service." Will replied, he missed spending time with his family, but he had a job to do. "It was nice meeting you Lt. Rodriguez, and please take care of the Spectre. Now that I'm leaving she's gonna need as good pilot, are you up to the task?" "Lt. Banowsky, not only am I up to the task, I am one of the best pilots in starfleet." Lalo replied, his cockiness beginning to show. "Then if that’s the case, I guess I am leaving the Spectre in good hands." With that Will turned around and headed to the turbo lift as Lalo enterred into his quarters. Both men were going on to new things, Lalo would be taking over some of Will's duties on the Spectre, where as Will was going of to a ship with a crew he knew nothing about. Both men though where ready for the tasks at hand. (reply None) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - Strat Ops- Commander Tahlmari - 0945) Tahl sat in front of the view screen long after the face of his old friend Drake dissolved back to the Starfleet logo. He couldn't believe what he had heard. Had Drake really found a link to Alex's disappearance? Even if it were a ... what's the phrase... red trout? ... he had to find out. He looked at the uniform laid out on his bed for a moment and frowned. He chose not to put it on. Instead he donned a civilian suit and grabbed his comm. badge. Once satisfied that he was making the only decision he could he left his quarters. (Reply None) (Posted by Al Muir) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - Strat Ops- Commander Tahlmari - 0950) Tahl opted to use the alternative enterance to the CO's ready room. He hadn't been there since ... what happened to Remae. T'Vor was now in charge. He wondered how the Vulcan would take the news. Without hesitation he tapped the door chime. The door opened and Tahl entered. He stepped up to the desk, remembering when he did the same thing when he came to the Spectre, with high hopes of moving hislife along. That just never seemed to happen. He never really felt like he had been accepted by this crew. Ah well, he'd been used to that. T'Vor looked up at him expectantly. Tahl took a deep breath and handed him the PADD in his hand. "It is with deep regret that I resign my commission with Starfleet, effective immediately," Tahl stated plainly. He put the PADD down on the CO's desk and turned to leave. (reply T'Vor) (posted by Al Muir) (USS Spectre - Deck 6 - Ten Forward Lounge- CMO - Williams- 0950) Andrew was sitting by one of the big view ports watching the ships moving around the Spectre. He was devouring a plate of haggis neeps and tatties. He also had a cup of tea beside it. he saw that Smith was having bowl of soup. ~at least she is having something. took me long to get her to eat something~ "Enjoying your soup." (reply Smith) "So Agent Smith how did you get into the SFI." (reply Smith) ~don't be so silly~ "ow come on how can that be classified. I've got a sister in the SFI. I know its not." (reply Smith) "Yes well, it was her and it was not my fault." he lapsed into silence for a bit picking at his Hagges. "So you were in the marines." He saw Jo put her spoon down and give a sigh. (reply Smith) "Well your with me for the near future. At least we can get along like normal people." (reply Smith) "So tell me what were you doing in the marines." (reply Smith) "Yes." (reply Smith) "do you know we have Lieutenant Colonel Krige on board." (reply Smith) (reply Smith, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - CO`s Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 09:51) When Commander Tahl entered the ready room, T`Vhor knew that the Zakdorn had done so with a heavy heart. His manner & demeanor showed that he was not quite himself, the man was deep in thought & the obvious outward appearance of civilian dress served only to back up everything the Vulcan hybrid was now sencing. It didn`t take an empath to sence Tahl`s emotions of course & T`Vhor`s brow furrowed slightly as Tahl moved & handed him the PADD in his hand. "It is with deep regret that I resign my commission with Starfleet, effective immediately", said Tahl as he turned & made to leave. ~So short a resignation~ T`Vhor stood imediately & placed the PADD upon the desk looking down upon it as he did so, then he looked towards the departing officer once again. "Commander Tahlmari, are you sure this is what you wish to do?", said T`Vhor already knowing of course that the Zakdorn`s mind had mulled that very same question over & over in his head many times already before he had come to this decision. (Reply Tahl) "I understand", said T`Vhor, his own mind wondering to Krysta at the mention of Tahl`s lost love. T`Vhor had hardly even got to know the commander during his service on board the Spectre, he had hoped they could have become good friends & now that could not be. It seemed this last mission had robbed the Spectre of more that just it`s highly regarded Captain & it`s engineering chief but starfleet in it`s very nature was still starfleet. These things were expected. T`Vhor tugged slightly at his tunic as he stood up right, then he addressed Tahl for possibly the last time. "Commander Tahl, it has been good serving with you", said T`Vhor, "It is with great regret that I accept your decision", he added. (Reply Tahl) "I wish you well in your search, I hope you find again what is lost to you", said T`Vhor as the commander walked from the room. (Reply Tahl) (posted by Alan reading) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - Strat Ops- Commander Tahlmari - 0952) "Commander Tahlmari, are you sure this is what you wish to do?", said T`Vhor Tahl stopped and turned. He looked straight into T'Vhor's eyes. "When my wife disappeared I tried to keep going on. What nobody, including myself, realized, was how big of a part of my life she was. She wasn't just a part of my like, she was a part of me. Without her I am less than what I was before I even met her. I'm not sure if you are able to understand that." He stepped back towards the Spectre's new CO. "I have heard from a ... reliable source, that there may be a way to trace Alexandra's ship. I have to find out. I have to find her. If I don't then I've lost more than my career. I've lost my heart, and without that, I'm no good to anyone here." "I understand", said T`Vhor, looking somewhat saddened in a most un-Vulcan like manner. Somehow, Tahl believed him. He truly hoped the best for T'Vhor. Suddenly T'Vhor stood up and straightened himself up. "Commander Tahl, it has been good serving with you", said T`Vhor, "It is with great regret that I accept your decision", he added. Tahl nodded at T'Vhor. "Lt. Commander T'Vhor," he paused and smiled a mischievious smile. After all, in a parting gesture he did leave something special for the CO in his quarters, "Live long and prosper." "I wish you well in your search, I hope you find again what is lost to you", said T`Vhor as the commander walked from the room. "So do I," Tahl replied. When the door closed behind him he picked up the bag that he had left in the corridor and headed to transporter room. He took his final walk through the halls of the Spectre and when the last of his molecules were transported he doubted that he would ever see these people again. (reply none) (posted by Al Muir) (USS Spectre - Deck 6 - Ten Forward Lounge- Agent Smith- 0954) "Enjoying your soup." She looked up from the bowl of leek and potato soup she was eating. she usially ate leek and potato soup when she was feeling sorry for her self. "yes." "So Agent Smith how did you get into the SFI." ~I'll eat with him but I'm not going to start bonding~ "Its classified." "ow come on how can that be classified. I've got a sister in the SFI. I know its not." Jo looked at him hard. "Well your sister is the reaon why were here is it not." "Yes well, it was her and it was not my fault." he lapsed into silence for a bit picking at his Hagges. "So you were in the marines." He saw Jo put her spoon down and give a sigh. "Yes "Well your with me for the near future. At least we can get along like normal people." ~not if I can help it." "Something like that." "So tell me what were you doing in the marines." ~its like talking to a three year old~ "If I tell you will you stop pestering me." "Yes." "My speciality is demolitions and close quarter combat." ~will he every just shut up. I'll brake his jaw if he dose not stop asking me questions~ "do you know we have Lieutenant Colonel Krige on board." "bloody hell Krige is here. That's impressive." "I've heard of him. He is very well though of in the corps." (reply, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Transporter Room #3 - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 09.59) After a short, but delightful visit on Starbase 375, Taxia returned to the Spectre, only to meet a new Bolian engineer on his way back. On his walk from the docking port to the transporter room, he thought about how he would have to get her into his office for her first psychological exam. He quietly entered the transporter room and walked up to the man standing at the console, an enlisted man. "How are you, Crewman..." Taxia asked, his mind drawing a blank. "Petty Officer, sir. Petty Officer Michael Sturgeon," the man said in a cold tone. Taxia sensed he was uncomfortable in the counselor's presence. "Very well, Michael, l..." Taxia was cut off. "I would prefer if you called me Petty Officer Sturgeon, or Mr. Sturgeon... sir," The man said rather harshly. Taxia grinned. "Has you wish. I've got a shipment coming in from the starbase, some goods I purchased. You should get a signal to beam it a-..." Taxia was again cut off. "Did you get clearance from Lt. Commander T'Vhor?" Sturgeon asked in an accusing tone. Taxia blushed in embarrassment, "Well, no. I must of forgotten, but we can clear this up." Then, a quiet beeping came from the console. "Here is your crate now.... Doark's Trading Post?" Sturgeon asked. Taxia grinned and nodded and Sturgeon entered some commands into the console. Soon, a small Ferengi cargo crate appeared on the pad. Taxia smiled, "Very good. Let me just go-..." Taxia started walking towards the crate, Sturgeon placed a hand on his shoulder, holding him back. "Wait. All incoming non-Starfleet shipments must be scanned," Sturgeon said, and went to a equipment locker on the wall and opened it. Inside was some hand phasers and tricorders. Sturgeon grabbed a tricorder and returned to the crate, and ran it over. ~I hope Doark didn't get my shipment confused with a Orion drug dealer...~ Taxia thought. "Ha! This is alcohol! Without permission from T'Vhor this will have to be confiscated by Security!" Sturgeon said, shutting the tricorder, then tapping his comm badge, "Transporter Room to Security, I need Lt. Vasilyovna here right away," he said. (reply Vasilyovna, Security) Taxia frowned, "Oh, I'm sure T'Vhor won't mind. Perhaps you'd like a bottle?" Taxia said, grinning, and he reached over and pressed one of the clap releases on the crate, opening the top. Taxia opened it wide and grabbed a bottle, when suddenly he felt a fist make contact with the back of his head. Taxia fell to the ground, hitting his forehead on the edge of the crate, cutting his head open. Taxia covered his wound with his right hand and looked up, and saw an over zealous Sturgeon standing, pointing a phaser at him. "YOU ARE A SECURITY RISK! STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" Sturgeon shouted, then tapped his comm badge, never leaving his phaser off Taxia. "Transporter Room to Lt. Vasilyovna. Lt. Taxia has lost his mind, we need a full security team here now!" he shouted. (reply Vasilyovna) Once the channel was closed, Taxia slowly braced his hands on the crate and started to stand up, but Sturgeon threatened him, "Stay down," he demanded. David smiled, slowly using his telepathic abilities to effect the man's mind. Taxia was 1/8th human, so his telepathic abilities were not has strong has a full Betazoid. He could influence minds, not outright control them. "Put the phaser down, Michael," David suggested, both vocally and telepathically. Sturgeon's hand started to shake, he was confused. "It is ok, Michael. Do not worry. I am not a security risk," Sturgeon slowly lowered his phaser, "I just forgot to follow some administrative procedures, put the phaser down," Sturgeon nodded, and walked back to the equipment locker, and replaced the phaser, then closed it and returned to the console has if nothing had happened. Taxia smiled, then returned to his crate of wine and looked down, then back at Sturgeon, peacefully running simple diagnostics. Taxia decided to stay and wait to explain to Lt. Vasilyovna what had taken place. (reply Vasilyovna, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre-Ready Room-Lt. Banowsky-10.00) Will entered the ready room, the last time he would do so onboard the Spectre. It was sad but he was going to be going on to bigger and better things. Of course he would miss the Spectre, he would miss the crew, and he would miss the CONN, but such was life, such was life. "Commander," Will said standing at attention. "I have gotten word that the Dennison will be heading to Starbase 375 in a few days. It seems that I am not the only new crewmember that they have to pick up and the Fleet feels it best that we all are picked up together. Since most the personnel to be picked up are in the sector, Starbase 375 was the best choice." (reply T'Vhor) "With that being said sir, My belongings are already onboard the Starbase in temporary quarters and my office and quarters are cleaned. I have addressed both the conning and operations staff as to my departure sir. I have also asked the starbase to replace our type 11 shuttle which was destroyed during the mission." Will said. "I have completed everything I had left to do onboard sir, and now sir, I say goodbye. I am requesting permission to disembark sir and to discontinue my duties on the Spectre so that I may ready things on Starbase 375 for the arrival of the Dennison." (reply T'Vhor) "Thank you sir, it was both a priveledge and an honor serving with you." Will said as he turned around and headed for the door, he was sad to be leaving but if he wanted to become a First Officer that is what he needed to do. Once he reached the door he turned around and faced T'Vhor one last time. "Live long and prosper sir." he said with a smile as he headed out on to the bridge and off to the transporter room. His life on the Spectre was now over. (reply T'Vhor) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Security Centre - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 10.00) Yelena had been discussing rota schedules with her team along with the recent findings of the investigation of the weapons storage bays when her combadge chirped into life. =/\=Transporter Room three to Security, I need Lt. Vasilyovna here right away=/\= Yelena reached up to her badge & tapped it once in responce, momentarily glad that her discussions had come to an end as she tapped the nearest security officer on the shoulder to indicate that he was to accompany her. "Vasilyovna here, I`m on my way", said Yelena slightly puzzled by the call as she headed out the door & into the coriddor with her second in tow. She then stepped into turbolift four & verbalised her requirements for Deck Four. Yelena sighed out loud as she glanced towards the light bars indicating the lifts directions, her thoughts on a hundred & one different things as the doors finally parted to the accompaniment of yet another combadge call. =/\="Transporter Room to Lt. Vasilyovna. Lt. Taxia has lost his mind, we need a full security team here now=/\= ~Taxia?.... What the.....~ Yelena shook her head wondering what on earth could be so urgent as to require a FULL security detail. They were in a Starbase for christ`s sake.... Yelena glanced to the other security officer briefly who simply shrugged his shoulders obviously as confused as she was, then she activated her combadge once again in responce to the somewhat agitated sound of the crewman on the other end. "We are almost there now", said Yelena quickening her step into a jog now as the two of them approached Transporter room three whilst the chief instictively unclipped her phaser retaining band. By the time they had arrived however, everything within transporter room three seemed strangely calm again. The transporter operator was standing at his console as he should be & the only other crewmember there, which actually did turn out to be the Councellor, was busy looking through an opened crate standing on the transport pads. Yelena looked about confused, she looked briefly towards the transporter operator & then to Taxia as he tended the contents of the crate with an almost loving concern. In an instance she had returned her phaser to it`s holster & had walked into the centre of the room. "Does anyone want to tell me what`s going on here?", said Yelena. (Reply Any) Yelena looked to the man at the controls & then back to Taxia, noticing that he had brought aboard a crate of what looked like Alcohol as she walked towards him.... "Councellor, is that what I think it is?", said Yelena. (Reply Taxia) "You know the rules regarding Alcohol Councellor, I will need to report this, you know that", said Yelena. (Reply Taxia) "Nevertheless, did you have to bring aboard such a large amount", said Yelena, "I mean, this is more than enough for one person don`t you think", she added. (Reply Taxia) "I will have to take it to security", said Yelena indicating to the second security officer to take the crate away. "Once it has been cleared by the Commanding officer, I`m sure you will probably be allowed access to it at a controlled rate", said Yelena. (Reply Taxia) "Even you could not drink all of this in one sitting Councellor", said Yelena with a smile. (Reply Taxia, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - CO`s Ready Room - Acting CO T`Vhor - 10:01) "Commander," said Banowsky standing at attention now before the desk. "I have gotten word that the Dennison will be heading to Starbase 375 in a few days. It seems that I am not the only new crewmember that they have to pick up and the Fleet feels it best that we all are picked up together", said Banowsky. "Since most of the personnel to be picked up are in the sector, Starbase 375 was the best choice.", he added. "Yes, I was aware of the Dennison being re-routed here, I spoke with Captain Davis concerning your transfer", said T`Vhor. "With that being said sir, My belongings are already onboard the Starbase in temporary quarters and my office and quarters are cleaned. I have addressed both the conning and operations staff as to my departure sir. I have also asked the starbase to replace our type 11 shuttle which was destroyed during the mission.", said Banowsky. "I have completed everything I had left to do onboard sir, and now sir, I say goodbye. I am requesting permission to disembark sir and to discontinue my duties on the Spectre so that I may ready things on Starbase 375 for the arrival of the Dennison.", he added. "You seem to have everything in order Lieutenant", said T`Vhor standing from his chair, "the Dennison is getting a fine officer, I`m sure you will do her proud", he added. "Thank you sir, it was both a priveledge and an honor serving with you.", said Lieutenant Banowsky as he turned & headed for the door only to stop & turn once again to face his Acting CO. "Live long and prosper sir.", said Banowsky. T`Vhor raised his hand in the familiar Vulcan salute & smiled. "Live long & prosper Will", said T`Vhor as Banowsky walked from the room. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Main Engineering - Kyla Angeletti - ACEO - 10:05) Kyla checked through random systems, making sure everything was running smoothly before she headed off to the starbase for some down time. She was not surprised by the voice she heard suddenly behind her, rather the fact that she had not been startled by it. "Ensign Angeletti?" she asked politely. "Yes." Kyla looked expectantly at the woman before her. "I am Lt. Chenoll, a new transfer to the Spectre. How are things going on down here?" she asked. "Oh. Welcome aboard. Things are in order, as they should be. Least you will have a quiet start to your duties aboard the Spectre. It just so happened that I was transfered over in the midst of a crisis. Things were hectic and nearly everyone was confused, especially me." Angeletti spoke in a relaxed tone and tried to form some basis of familiarity with the new ACEO, so as to help her ease into her new surroundings. (reply none, any) (Posted by Sondra) (USS Spectre - Main Engineering - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 1007) Chenoll, having finished her meeting with T'Vhor, and getting assigned quarters from the Quartermaster, and dropping off her bags, departed for Main Engineering, her duty post. She arrived, and looked around. There was minimal activity, seeing how the ship was docked, and only a few crewmembers were needed to keep the ship running. Chenoll glanced around and spotted the highest ranking officer she saw. She approached and smiled. "Ensign Angeletti?" she asked politely. (reply Angeletti) "I am Lt. Chenoll, a new transfer to the Spectre. How are things going on down here?" she asked. (reply Angeletti, any in engineering, any at all) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Transporter Room #3 - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 10.19) Taxia was taking a peak inside his crate of wine, to make sure that Doark had given him all that he had ordered, when Vasilynova arrived with another security guard. Sturgeon was standing at his position at the transporter console. "Does anyone want to tell me what`s going on here?" Vasilynova asked. David turned to her and smiled. "Ah, well, lieutenant. Petty Officer Sturgeon was a bit over zealous. I forgot a few administrative steps in bringing my... shipment aboard, and he attacked me," Taxia said, gesturing towards the cut on his forehead from making contact with the crate. Yelena looked back at Sturgeon, then back at the crate. She walked towards David, "Counselor, is that what I think it is?" she asked. David smiled, "Well... it is five bottles of Ktarian wine and one bottle of Risan wine. Have you ever had Risan wine, lieutenant?" Taxia said, smiling, however, the lieutenant ignored him. "You know the rules regarding alcohol counselor, I will need to report this, you know that," she said. David nodded. "Of course, lieutenant. I merely missed a few steps in bringing it aboard. I was going to finish up on these steps later "Nevertheless, did you have to bring aboard such a large amount. I mean, this is more than enough for one person don`t you think?" she asked. Taxia grinned, "Well, you've got to have a large stockpile. Who knows how long until we get to the next starbase." "I will have to take it to security," she said. David frowned, and watched the security officer take away his prized stash of wine. "Once it has been cleared by the Commanding officer, I`m sure you will probably be allowed access to it at a controlled rate," she said. "Lieutenant! I'm not an alhocoholic? I'm a wine officando! My wine shouldn't be kept under lock and key!" "Even you could not drink all of this in one sitting Counselor," she said. Taxia smiled. "I suppose you are right, Lieutenant. Well, at any rate, I paid quite a far price for that wine. I suppose I'm happy as long has I get to drink it, albeit at whatever rate," Taxia said. (reply Vasilynova) "Perchaps I should organize a wine tasting night, to improve crew morale, since I am the CO facto morale officer. What would you say of that idea, Lieutenant?" Taxia asked, grinning. (reply Vasilynova, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Transporter Room #3 - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 10.19) "I had no idea crew morale needed lifting Counselor, but then as the Counselor you would of course have an edge over my own judgment on that particular subject," said Yelena. Taxia smiled. "Well, aside from the loss of their beloved captain, morale is quiet good," Taxia explained. David watched has the security chief looked over at Sturgeon. "Are you alright?" she asked. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, sir," he replied politely, then returned to his work. "Then why did you seem so insistent for my presence here?" she asked, almost in a demanding tone. "I thought Lt. Taxia was a security risk, but I'm not worried. He is not a security risk. He just forgot to follow some administrative procedures. He's not a security risk. I should just go back to my console rather than be worried on about him. No need to aim a phaser at him," Sturgeon said in a monotone voice, before returning to his work on the transporter console. Yelena stared at the man, and then back at Taxia. "What did you do to him?" she asked. "Oh, nothing. I just told him I was not a security risk, and that he shouldn't be worried, and that I just forgot to follow some administrative procedures," Taxia said, grinning and mocking Sturgeon's monotone voice just a few moments ago. "This whole incident will be written up. Mr. Taxia, I have a feeling there is more to what happened here than meets the eye," she said, before walking to the door. David grinned. "Ah, I assure you, nothing is aloof here. Have a nice day, Lieutenant," Taxia said, with a feeling of a child who has just managed to steal a treat without his mother catching him. "I don`t suppose you can get any good Vodka from this source of yours can you Counselor?" Yelena said, right before leaving. Taxia chuckled quietly, then headed to the door, stopping before Sturgeon's console. "Sir, whats... Vodka?" Sturgeon asked. Taxia smiled. "Ah, a liquor, from Eastern Europe on Earth, Lt. Vasilyovna's homeland, one would assume," Taxia explained to the young crewman. "Has you were, Petty Officer," David said, walking out of the doors of the Transporter Room, tugging his uniform tunic tight has he walked out. "Aye, sir." (reply none, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Transporter Room 3 - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 10.20) Yelena still couldn`t understand quite what had just happened in transporter room three, one minute there had been apparent chaos, the next calm. One minute she had a transporter operator screaming that the ships Councellor had gone mad, the next he was quietly working his board as though nothing whatsoever had transpired. And now to top it all, the Councellor was arguing about his legitimate right`s & his use of Alcohol. "Even you could not drink all of this in one sitting Councellor", said Yelena. "I suppose you are right, Lieutenant. Well, at any rate, I paid quite a far price for that wine. I suppose I'm happy as long as I get to drink it, albeit at whatever rate," said the Councellor. "You paid for it Councellor, by right`s it is yours to consume in any way you wish.... As far as Starfleet regulations are concerned however, it is your duty to remain in a reasonable condition whilst attending to the needs of the crew that come to see you", said Yelena. "If you are unable to stand up then what use will you be to anyone", she added. (Reply Taxia, IYW) "Perhaps I should organize a wine tasting night, to improve crew morale", said the Councellor, "since I am the CO facto morale officer. What would you say of that idea, Lieutenant?", he added with a rather sly expression fixed firmly upon his face. "I had no idea crew morale needed lifting Councellor, but then as the Councellor you would of course have an edge over my own judgement on that particular subject", said Yelena. (Reply Taxia, IYW) Yelena looked again at Sturgeon as he continued to oversee his console. The man looked drugged, it was almost as though he had been drinking Taxia`s damn wine!! "Are you alright?", said Yelena questioningly. (Reply Sturgeon, Any) "Then why did you seem so insistent for my presence here", said Yelena. (Reply Sturgeon, Any) The TAC/SC regarded the man curiously, something wasn`t ringing true here & she had an inkling that it was probably something to do with the Councellor meddling with his mind in some way. "What did you do to him?", said Yelena turning to look at the Councellor again. (Reply Taxia) "This whole incident will be written up", said Yelena, "Mr Taxia, I have a feeling there is more to what happened here than meets the eye", she added turning to move towards the door of the transporter room. (Reply Taxia, IYW) Yelena`s neutral expression lightened just a little as she walked from the room, the Councellor had an aire of a rogue about him but she considered him harmless nonetheless & her words prior to her leaving him were a testament to it. "I don`t suppose you can get any good Vodka from this source of yours can you Councellor?", said Yelena with a wink, then she left the room & headed off back to the turbolift from whence she had come with a smile upon her face. (reply Taxia, Sturgeon, any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (Starbase 375-Temporay Quarters-Lt. Will Banowsky-10.30) Will arrived at his temporary quarters, entered and laid down on the bed. He was no longer a member of the Spectre crew. He had fond memories of that ship and he was sure he was going to have more fond memories of the Dennison. But it was sad, his friendships there, may or may not last through this transfer, and he may never see the Spectre again. But such was life in starfleet, and this was the career he had chosen. Will got up and headed over to the replicator. "Chapagne" he said as he the grabbed his glass of replicated champagne and raised it and began a toast to all those on the Spectre he served with, specifically the staff members who he worked more closely with. "To Captain Remae, to Lt. Commander T'Vhor, to Lt. Commander Schofield, to Lt. Commander Orde, to Ensign Morris, to Ensign Aiden, to Dr. Williams, to Nurse Douwsy, to Dr. Bentley, to Counselor Lronen, to Counselor Taxia, to Lt. Vasilyovna, to Ensign Fisher, to Ensign Angeletti, to Ensign H'Chir, to Ensign Archie, to Chief M'Rurrh, to Lt. Yayla, to Ensign Ronsworth, to Ensign McKenzie, to Ensign MacDonald, to Lt. Colonel Krige, to Ensign Lok, to Commander Tahlmari, to that new guy Lt. Rodriguez, to all new crew who may join the Spectre, to the Operations staff, to the Conning staff, to the Spectre, and to the Dennison, God bless, God bless." Will then drank his glass and laid down on the bed. He was no longer Lt. Will Banowsky Chief Conning, Operation and Second Officer of the USS Spectre. As of now he was Lt. Will Banowsky First Officer of the USS Dennison. He was ready for his challenge, he was ready for his new task. He was ready, but he would still mis his old friends. (reply none) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - ATAC/ASC Ensign (JG) James Guildford- 1030) James entered the security chief's office and paused, looking around. ~I could have one of these some day~ he thought. The Lieutenant behind the desk looked up and Ensign Guildford snapped to attention. "Ensign James Guildford reporting for duty, sir" (Respond Vasilyovna) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 10:31) Taxia`s crate of Alcohol was proving to be a headache to say the least, Yelena had gone through the bottles themselves noting what type of alcohol was contained within each & none of them appeared to be banned on any of the federation worlds. The main problem however was the sheer amount that the man had brought aboard. How could one man claim so large an assignment to be for his own personal use? All thoughts of the Councellor & his alcoholic pastimes however were quickly brushed aside upon the entry of a new face walking into Yelena`s office. "Ensign James Guildford reporting for duty, sir", said the Ensign now standing before her. Yelena lowered the bottle in her hand to the table & then she looked up into the mans face & smiled, then she bade him sit in the chair opposite as she called up his starfleet record on the monitor beside her. "This is your first assignment", said Yelena looking through his records on the screen before her. (Reply Guildford) Yelena continued to scan through his files noting his various strengths & weaknesses as she did so. To be honest, he didn`t seem to have any weaknesses at all, an admirable trait in a security officer of course & what with his abilities in combat & his firearms skills, Yelena could see that he would be a dependable member of her team. "I see you are a bit of an amateur zoologist?", said the TAC/SC straying from his tactical & security specialities somewhat. "And you have a fondness for one or two pets too", she added with a smile. (Reply Guildford) "If you wish to keep an aquarium in your personal quarters I`m sure that will be allowed", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "So, tell me of your expertise in unharmed combat, which styles are you familiar with Ensign?", said Vasilyovna getting down to the nity gritty of security work now. (Reply Guildford) "I myself am adept at Wehk Pukan, Jeet kune do & a few other styles", said Yelena, "perhaps you might like to participate in one of my calisthenics routines in the holodeck sometime", she added. (Reply Guildford) "Anyway, to business. As you know the ship is on downtime at the moment, I have teams working in the weapons stores at the moment visually confirming stores & looking for.....anything untoward", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "During our last mission, we had a little problem with a sabateur, our systems were shall we say, messed with a little", said Yelena, "all indications however are that we have everything sorted but we can`t be too careful", she added. (Reply Guildford, IYW) "For you however, I have a special job", said Yelena, "We have a very special guest onboard the Spectre that must be delivered directly to secure Ambassadorial quarters on Starbase 375", she added. "Ensign Guildford, I want you & Ensign Davies to escort her to those quarters & make sure she get`s there unharmed", said Yelena standing now from her chair & heading out into the security centre itself to introduce the newcomer to Ensign Davies. (Reply Guildford) "Ensign Davies, I want you & Ensign Guildford here to escort Zulu One onto Starbase 375, you are to have no contact with anyone & are not to hand over your charge unless the required authorisation codes are given from the relevant Starbase security", said Yelena. "Aye sir", said Davies. (Reply Guildford, IYW) "Due to the nature of the person you are escorting, you are authorised to use deadly force should the need arise, report to me once you have carried out your orders", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford, Any) Yelena then watched the two men head off for the ambassadorial quarters to fetch Debora Ansara. "Oh, one more thing", said Yelena turning quickly. (Reply Guildford) "Welcome aboard the Spectre Ensign", said Yelena as she turned & walked back into her office. (Reply Guildford, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - ATAC/ASC James Dock - 10:35) The lieutenant behind the desk was holding a bottle of alcohol in her hands, but put it down as he announced himself and smiled at James. ~That is a lot of alcohol~ James thought looking at the crate next to Lt. Vasilyovna's desk. "This is your first assignment", the lieutenant said, punching up his record on her monitor. "Yes, sir. I spent the months since graduation smuggling myself and several of my classmates to Admiral LoDona's side of the lines." Vasilyovna continued to scan through his files intently. She seemed pleased by what she was looking at. ~Hope it stays that way, too.~ James thought, allowing a bit of a smile to form on his face while the lieutenant wasn't looking at him. "I see you are a bit of an amateur zoologist?", she said. James's smile was gone before she looked up. The question was an unexpected one, it had little bearing on his security or tactical usefullness. "More than an amateur, sir. I hold a doctorate in Zoology. I was told that I should apply for the science track at the academy, but I felt tactics and security was the better choice." he said proudly. He had worked hard on his doctorate, and had spent three years in the Amazon to achieve it. "The only pets I like are fish, the rest of them were my family's back on Earth." "If you wish to keep an aquarium in your personal quarters I`m sure that will be allowed", said Yelena. "Yes, sir. Though I am afraid it may not stop with one aquarium..." "So, tell me of your expertise in unharmed combat, which styles are you familiar with Ensign?", said Vasilyovna, finally coming to the point of his visit. "I am well versed in Mok'Bara, *Karate/Taekwondo, Jujitsu, Greco-Roman Wrestling, Wing Chun, Judo, Sambo, Capoeria, Aikido, shek-trensu, wunlar-trensu, and of course all kinds of Dacoralian combat." James said. "I am also very well versed in interrogation techniques." ~Which reminds me, I need to check my Dacoralian Sabre in with you at some point.~* "I myself am adept at Wehk Pukan, Jeet kune do & a few other styles", said Valisyovna, "perhaps you might like to participate in one of my calisthenics routines in the holodeck sometime", she added. "Absolutely, sir. I am very interested in learning forms of unarmed combat." "Anyway, to business. As you know the ship is on downtime at the moment, I have teams working in the weapons stores at the moment visually confirming stores & looking for.....anything untoward", said Valisyovna. "Anything... untoward, sir?" James said questioningly. "During our last mission, we had a little problem with a sabateur, our systems were shall we say, messed with a little", said Valisyovna, "all indications however are that we have everything sorted but we can`t be too careful", she added. "I see. Very well, I will keep a look out for anything out of place." James said. "For you however, I have a special job", said VAsilyovna. ~I hate special jobs~ thought James. "We have a very special guest onboard the Spectre that must be delivered directly to secure Ambassadorial quarters on Starbase 375", the Lieutenant stated. "Ensign Guildford, I want you & Ensign Davies to escort her to those quarters & make sure she gets there unharmed", said Lt. Vasilyovna standing up and motioning James out to the main security centre. "Aye, sir." James said at once. "Ensign Davies, I want you & Ensign Guildford here to escort Zulu One onto Starbase 375, you are to have no contact with anyone & are not to hand over your charge unless the required authorisation codes are given from the relevant Starbase security", said the Lieutenant. "Aye sir", said Davies. James just nodded confirmation. "Due to the nature of the person you are escorting, you are authorised to use deadly force should the need arise, report to me once you have carried out your orders", said Vasilyovna. "Understood, sir" James said professionally. The two Ensigns were just leaving when the Security Chief turned back around. "Oh, one more thing" she said. "Sir?" James asked. "Welcome aboard the Spectre Ensign", said Yelena as she turned & walked back into her office. James smiled and nodded, turning back around and walking out. (Reply None) (Posted by James Guildford) (USS Spectre - Deck 2 - Debora Ansara's quarters - ATAC/ASC James Dock - 10:50) Ensign Guildford paused at the door and rang the admittance chime. NRPG: I am going to assume I am allowed to enter, unless told otherwise. RPG: (Reply Ansara) "Mam, we are here to escort you to your secured quarters aboard Starbase 359. If you will please come with us?" (reply Ansara) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck two - Quarters of Debora Ansara - Debora Ansara - 10:51) Sitting upon the comfortable bunk near to one of the large observation windows, Debora gazed out into the interior of Starbase 375. She had become intrigued by the small runabouts & maintenance bots running too & fro in their apparently never ending tasks of servicing the docked vessels within. In her hand she held a picture which she occasionally glanced down to once in a while. It was probably the only picture of Doenitz on the entire ship & as such it would have probably been torn up by any of the crew that might chance to come across it. To Debora however, the man was still her uncle. A tyrant hell bent on personal gain may`be, but her uncle nonetheless. Debora took a deep breath as she looked upon the mans face once more, then she slipped it into the holdall she had been given which contained the few things she had managed to bring with her from her time in the Betazed prison block. Her thoughts were so far away now, she was glad to be here on this vessel, this crew had been her saviours of course & for that she had been grateful. Now however it was time for her to transfer to Starbase 375 to await transport to the Steel Tallons itself no doubt. The sudden sound of the door chime however broke her from her thoughts & she answered it imediately. "Come in", said Debora. The door slid aside to reveal two security officers, one remaining outside the door whilst the other entered the room. "Mam, we are here to escort you to your secured quarters aboard Starbase 375. If you will please come with us?", said Guildford. Debora glanced once more through the observation port, then she stood, picked up her holdall & walked towards the waiting security officer. "I am ready now", said Debora. "Please extend my thanks & gratitude to the crew & commanding officer of this ship for bringing me to this place", she added with an almost saddened expression upon her face. (Reply Guildford) "I am fine", said Debora as she walked from the room flanked by the two security men. "It is just that I never expected to ever leave Betazed", she added as all three of them stepped into the turbolift which would take them down to the docking umbilical & henceforth off of the Spectre. (Reply Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck two - Quarters of Debora Ansara - ATAC/ASC Ensign JG James Guildford - 11:00) Ensign Guildford paused at the door and rang the admittance chime. "Come in", said a woman said. The door slid aside and James walked inside,taking note of the human woman he had been sent to escort. "Mam, we are here to escort you to your secured quarters aboard Starbase 375. If you will please come with us?", said Guildford. The woman picked up a bag and walked toward the door. "I am ready now", she said. "Please extend my thanks & gratitude to the crew & commanding officer of this ship for bringing me to this place", she added with a pained expression. "Yes, mam. I will. Are you all right?" "I am fine", said the woman as Davies took up position behind her. "It is just that I never expected to ever leave Betazed", she added as the three of them stepped into the turbolift. When the doors open, they stepped out and went down the docking tube, into the secondary concourse, where Guildford opened a security door and led the group down a back corridor and to another turbolift, this one on the station. As they entered the corridor, a man approached and yelled after them. They kept walking, but the man ran after them and tried to slip by Davies. James was there in a second, helping Davies hold the man back. "I know that woman! I'm telling you we met in the bar last night! Let go of me! Tell 'em Beth, tell 'em it's okay" the man was raving. Davies pulled his phaser out, but Guildford had managed to reach around and get off a VNP (Vulcan Nerve Pinch), dropping him instantly. Guildford and Davies looked at each other. Guildford said, "Alright, I know, I'm the new guy, I get to do it." Tapping his comm badge James said, "Guildford to station security, I have an unconscious man on deck seven, section thirteen. Please take him to a holding cell" =^=Understood. We're on our way =^= "We're leaving the area, so make it quick, Guildford out." They finally reached the Ambassadorial quarters, where a pair of security officers flanked the door, while a lieutenant commander, presumably chief of security for the station, stood in front of the door. They approached and James received the proper authorisation codes, confirmed them, and turned over the woman to station security. The two ensigns then turned around and went back the way they came. (Reply None) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 2, ACSO Ensign (JG) Kenneth McKenzie, 13:24 hours) Kenny smiled as he saw the two large doors that lead into Holodeck 2. He had managed to book some time as he wanted to run his Bannockburn holonovel, one of Scotland's greatest battles agist English rule. It thought that it was very ironic; He hated violence as he was a peaceful man, but he loved simulated violence. It helped him to get rid of all of his anger, and what better programme to release your anger on that a holonovel of your nations battles for freedom. Well, OK. Kenny thought to himself. Earth has been united under one government since the 22nd Century, but he loved his history, and most of all, Scotland. The Battle of Bannockburn was a very important battle for Scotland in the 14th Century, as they where trying to fight of the armies of the English, who wanted ot take over. Kenny walked up to the control panel and put in the small data stick that he had with him which had all of the data of the holonovel on it. "Computer, load data from datastick into holodeck 2" The computer bleep in acknowlement. Kenny walked into the black and yellow room that was holodeck 2. He sighed. He was ready to start the programme. "Computer, begin holonovel from the beginning." The computer bleeped and Kenny was sent into a fantasy world of Scotland's 14th Century (Reply no one) (Posted Gavin Work) (USS Spectre, Holodeck 2, ACSO Ensign Kenneth McKenzie, 13:32 hours) Kenny stared at the holographic fire to which he sat next to. He could feel the heat from the flames. To him, it was impressive. He always wondered how these holographic projections could be so real. He had grown up in a farm in Scotland and was not used to holodecks that much. Sure, he was not poor, but his family where an old fashioned people. Reeling on simple farm tools combined with some modern technology. Looking around the holographic landscape to which he created, he felt a feeling of happiness. He loved this programme most of all. OK, he only had a few, but he loved this one. The Battle of Bannockburn; One of Scotland's greatest battle agest English oppression. It was part of his history as a Scotsman. Even thought Earth is united, he felt to should love his country history. The Battle of Bannockburn was one of the battles in the 14th Century where Scotland won their independace. The English did not bother them much after that, until the Union of the Crowns in the 17th Century, when Scotland was integrated into the United Kingdom. That made him feel a little angry. It took over 300 years for Scotland to get their independance agian in 2012. (NRPG) If I'm not aloud to make up Scotlands independence, then just tell me and I'll removed that last statement. (RPG) He looked around the landscape. He was around a fire at an encampment near the town of Stirling, not far north of Bannnockburn. Several wooden and stone huts surrounded the fire. A few men who where clad in leather armour and different types of tartan where sitting around the fire. Kenny was also dressed as they where. He was, of course, wearing the McKenzie Tartan which was mostly dark green. He wore studded leather armour and a iron short sword was at his side. A round wooden buckler was strung around his back. One of the holographic men around the fire looked up and, in a corse voise like grinding granite, he spoke; "Damn, English! They have been raiding the Southen forts near Edinburgh. We canne stand it nea longer." "Aye." Agreed another man next to Kenny. "They 'a been all arood doon there. I doubt we canne stand agest them much longer." "We must try!" said another man."We canne just let the English take oor lands. We owe it tae oor famliys!" "Aye." agreed Kenny. "I'd rather die fighting agets them than let 'em burn doon oor farms and familys!" "Aye, the young laddie has a ponit!" said one of the men. "He's got a fire in his heart." "Argh!" 'Tis follish." Shouted one of the men, standing up. "We cannie fight the English! They have large well trained armies and men on hourses! We canne mach that!" "Then we die fighing!" said Kenny. He too stood up. "Ye be foollish, laddie. Ye heart 'ant fool 'a fire, it full of foolish dreams!" "Ye wanna surendred tae the English, then? Go ahead! There's the door!" said Kenny pointing to the wooden gates. "Maybe they'll kind tae ye!" "Yea little-" the man began, but he was interuped by a whisling in the disatnce. Evey one around the fire stood up and looked around, hands on weapons. A few secounds later, one of them ponted to the sky shouting "Whact out!" Kenny look to where the man was pointing. He was supriezed to see a giant stone which was on fire hurting thought the night sky into the encampment. It hit a wooden hut and bounced along the camp, but stooped short of the camp fire. "Where under attack!" one of the men shouted. They all ran towards the gates excep one of them who walked over to Kenny. He was middle-aged and wisdom was in his eyes. "Time tae prove your whorth, laddie." He said before running off to the gates. Kenny followd. More and more fire stones where hurted thought the sky and landed in the camps. The fires spread quecky and soon the whole camp was on fire. As he got closer to the gate, Kenny saw that it was begingn to cave in. The English where pounding it with a battering ram. He saw some fellow Scotsmen knock arrows on bows and fire over the wooden paliside walls, which were on fire as well. Sudenleay the gate colaped and footmen clad in scale mail amour and swords ran thought. This was it, he knew. He would have to fight them now. Men met men in battle. Scotsmens agest Englishmen. Iron on steel. Kenny drew his sword, buckler and ran into the frey shouting; "Death to the English!" (Reply no one) (Posted by Gavin Work) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - ATAC/ASC James Dock - 13:35) Guildford and Davies walked down the corridor back to the Security Chief's Office, and entered. "Sorry for the delay in reporting back, sir. We had to make statements to station security, we had a minor problem, but the mission was successful." Ensign Guildford said trying as hard as he could not to laugh. Davies's expression was not helping. (reply Valisyovna) "Ummm... yes sir, apparently the drunk man who I took down with a VNP was the station captain's brother. They seemed to take offense at the fact that anybody would dare harrass him." Guilford's cheeks began to turn a crimson colour, and Davies looked like he was going to pass out from lack of oxygen. NRPG: Hope I'm not stepping on any toes by making Davies laugh here, let me know if I am. (reply VAlsiyovna) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:36) When the two security officers finally returned to Security, they did so with definate smiles upon their faces. "Ensign?", said Yelena questioningly. "Sorry for the delay in reporting back, sir. We had to make statements to station security, we had a minor problem, but the mission was successful.", said Guildford still smiling. Yelena leaned her hands onto the table in front of her, then she glanced from Davies to Guildford & then back to Davies again. "Is there something funny Ensign Guildford", she asked. "Ummm... yes sir, apparently the drunk man who I took down with a VNP was the station captain's brother. They seemed to take offense at the fact that anybody would dare harrass him.", said Guildford. The chief quirked her head slightly to the side & bit her lower lip in repsonce to the tale. "A human profficient in the use of a Vulcan nerve pinch?", said Yelena, "I wasn`t aware that humans could learn to do that, would you mind explaining how you did it?", she added. (Reply Guildford) "I see", said Yelena, her mind still on the jokey nature in which the two men had viewed the results of their assignment. "Ensign Guildford, please tell me I wasn`t wrong to trust you on this assignment because if I was then my own assesement of your professionalism might be flawed & I think I need to know now", said Yelena in a semi abrupt manner. The smile imediately disappeared from the Ensigns face at the chiefs remark as he promptly went to an elevated state of attention before the desk. (Reply Guildford) "And when I send you on your next task, will you be able to refrain yourself from seeing the humour behind the seriousness of your work?", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "Good, I am glad of that", said Yelena. "The quantum torpedo storage hold has yet to have it`s stores visually accounted for, you & Ensign Davies can attend to it now......if your not too busy of course", she added. (Reply Guildford) Davies nodded his assent also & together they left the room to attend to their prescribed duties. (Reply Guildford, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - ATAC/ASC Ensign JG James Guilford - 13:40) "Is there something funny Ensign Guildford", Lt. Vasilyovna asked curiously. "Ummm... yes sir, apparently the drunk man who I took down with a VNP was the station captain's brother. They seemed to take offense at the fact that anybody would dare harass him." James said, he almost managed a straight face, he would get it right in a minute. The lieutenant cocked her head. "A human proficient in the use of a Vulcan nerve pinch?", she asked. "I wasn't aware that humans could learn to do that, would you mind explaining how you did it?". The smile was completely off his face now, though Davies still had a huge grin. "Yes sir, at the Academy I had a Klingon and a Vulcan friend. They taught me what they knew of armed combat, plus a few neat tricks like the VNP. Mine isn't as strong as a Vulcans would be, but it is enough to drop most species, especially because they won't expect it from a human. It took a lot of practice before I could even locate the nerve, but now it comes naturally. I could teach you, if you like." "I see", the lieutenant said. ~crap, she's mad about us coming in like a couple of grinning urchins. I told Davies we should have waited until we could at least keep a straight face~ "Ensign Guildford, please tell me I wasn't wrong to trust you on this assignment because if I was then my own assessment of your professionalism might be flawed & I think I need to know now", Lt. Vasilyovna said sternly. Davies smile was gone in a flash, all humour had just been removed from the situation. "No sir, I am fit and trustworthy." James said lamely. "And when I send you on your next task, will you be able to refrain yourself from seeing the humour behind the seriousness of your work?", the lieutenant continued. "Yes sir." That at least was a question he could answer. "Good, I am glad of that", said Vasilyovna. "The quantum torpedo storage hold has yet to have it`s stores visually accounted for, you & Ensign Davies can attend to it now......if your not too busy of course", she added. "Yes sir." One thing Guildford knew how to do was take orders. Of course he also knew how to take the initiative, which could be contradictory, but he had done alright so far. "One more thing, sir, if you don't mind?" James said in a questioning tone. (reply Vasilyovna) NRPG: I will assume the answer was a yes, if it wasn't, disregard and go back to the original "leaving room" ending. RPG:"Yes sir. I still need to check in my weapons", James said. (reply Vasilyovna) "Nothing too bad sir, a few swords and daggers. I can bring them in for inspection and file my report on the condition of the torpedo hold at 1700 if that is alright?" James said. (Reply Vasilyovna) James just nodded his assent, and together with Davies, went to go check the torpedo storage bay... (Reply Vasilyovna, Any) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 13:40) With the discussion with Guildford & Davies now having been brought to a close, Yelena turned & headed back to her office only to be halted by the voice of Ensign Guildford once again. "One more thing, sir, if you don't mind?", said Ensign Guildford. "Yes Ensign Guildford?", said Yelena turning about to face him. "Yes sir. I still need to check in my weapons", said the Ensign. "And which weapons are you referring too?", said Yelena curiously. "Nothing too bad sir, a few swords and daggers. I can bring them in for inspection and file my report on the condition of the torpedo hold at 1700 if that is alright?", said Ensign Guildford. "I see no problem with that plan", said Yelena thoughtfully, "I look forwards to your report on the quantum torpedo hold at 1700 hours then", she added as Ensign Guildford nodded & then headed off with Davies to attend to their prescribed duties. The TAC/SC then returned to her office. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - ATAC/ASC James Guildford- 17:00) James was relieved. It had taken him and Davies three hours to do the site check in the torpedo bay, but that didn't really bother him. He had used the time to think, something he enjoyed doing. He liked doing it so much that it had led to him being labeled as anti-social most of his life. Now all he had to do was give the report on the torpedos and he could check in his gear. Twelve or so knives, swords, other assorted weaponry and a beautiful, odd shaped rod on a small gravlift. He had gotten some odd looks from some of the crewmen on his way down, especially towards the ornate rod. "Reporting as ordered, sir" James said, coming to attention with the gravlift containing his weapons resting next to him. (Reply Vasilyovna) James handed over the padd with the torpedo information on it. "Three down checked due to damage, all others in prime condition." (Reply Vasilyovna, Any) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:01) Yelena had been feeling kinda detached as she sat in her office going through the sensor logs of the anomalous contact they had been tracking them in the subspace river, it was quite clearly a vessel but why had it been shadowing them? In the TAC/SC`s mind, only one race would stoop to such levels of covert action & that was the Romulans, even the Ferengi showed their hands at the end of such actions, this contact however hid in the shadows & never once showed itself. It needed further evaluation, that much was certain. Yelena`s concentration however was broken by the sudden arrival of Ensign Guildford entering her office carrying an odd assemblance of weaponary. ~Is it that time already~ "Reporting as ordered, sir", said Ensign Guildford as he came to attention with the gravlift containing his weapons resting next to him. "I take it these are the weapons you mentioned earlier Ensign", said Yelena standing now to take a closer look at the knives & swords he had brought with him. "Oh, yes your report", said Yelena momentarilly distracted by the mans collection. Guildford handed her the PADD & she began reading off the information. "Three down checked due to damage, all others in prime condition.", said the Ensign. "All stores accounted for also I presume", said Yelena, "Due to the actions of our sabateur, our computer records must coincide with the actual stores themselves, this was the main reason for checking them after all", she added. "The last thing we need is to find an armed torpedo warhead hidden in a bulkhead someplace", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "So, these weapons of yours Ensign, I have not seen a sword such as this one for a very long time", said Yelena. "Some of these are rare, please tell me more about them", she added. (Reply Guildford, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 17:03) "All stores accounted for also I presume", said Vasilyovna, "Due to the actions of our sabateur, our computer records must coincide with the actual stores themselves, this was the main reason for checking them after all", she added. "The last thing we need is to find an armed torpedo warhead hidden in a bulkhead someplace", said Yelena. "Yes sir. All torpedos accounted for, and not one of them armed." James said patiently. It /was /all in the PADD he had just handed her. "So, these weapons of yours Ensign, I have not seen a sword such as this one for a very long time", said Yelena. "Some of these are rare, please tell me more about them", she added. "The one you are looking at was the sword of a Russian General on old earth, one Aleksander Samsonov. I found it in the attic of a starfleet recruitment office in Russia, and the local commander gave it to me when I displayed interest in it. It is just a show piece. In fact, you can have it, it probably means more to you than to me. I have a book about Samsonov if you want to learn more about him." James said, warming to his subject. He handed the sword over to her. He knew the history of every weapon he owned. This one had never really been one of his favorites, it was not his kind of weapon, too clunky to be a finesse weapon, but not heavy enough to be a strong weapon. He couldn't imagine how the Russians had managed to get by with them, but that was more of a historical issue, and he could dwell on it at another time. (reply Vasilyovna) "I insist, it doesn't really suit me", James said picking up a Romulan dagger. "Standard Romulan Officer's dagger, given to me by a Romulan diplomat when I was a child. I was playing in my mum's office while Ambassador Selar was taking a tour of the academy, and decided to replace my toy dagger with a real one. My mum wasn't happy, but I was. It was my first real weapon and has a strong sentimental value to me." He presented the dagger to her for inspection. (reply Vasilyovna) After she checked it in and gave it back James put it to the side and picked up a Bat'leth "This, the Mek'leth, and the Yan were all given to me by an exchange student at the academy who I spent a lot of time with learning the Mok'bara. In exchange, I taught him and a vulcan classmate The Art of The Sword as practiced on Dacoral. They are official weapons of the Klingon House of Grilka." He said handing each of the three over in short order for inspection. (reply Vasilyovna) "These three are Vulcan ceremonial blades, given to me for payment by my Vulcan classmate. Both of my classmates gave me three weapons for payment because that is the customary payment of a weapon master on Dacoral." James said giving her the Vulcan blades and putting the Klingon blades back in their cases. (reply Vasilyovna) James took back the weapons and put them back in their ceremonial cases, and took out three more, each looking completely different than the other. "This one is a Cardassian officers dagger, this one a Breen officer's dagger, and this one is a very very hard item to find on this side of the wormhole, a Jem'Hadar sword, though I'm not sure what it is called. I bought the lot of them from a ferengi, though I can't imagine where he got the Jem'Hadar sword", James said, his eyes unfocusing, like he was looking into the distance. ~I know he didn't kill any Jem'Hadar, and the sword is authentic, but where would a ferengi get a...~ (reply Vasilyovna) "Wha? Oh, right. Sorry sir. Got distracted", James said handing over the weapons for inspection. (reply Vasilyovna) "They were expensive, sure, but it was worth it. How many other Breen daggers have you ever even heard of being owned by someone who wasn't a Breen?" James replied. (reply Vasilyovna) James nodded, taking back the weapons and putting them in their case, and then turning to the ornate, silver rod. "I realise that this really doesn't look like much, but since I have a tendency to carry it around with me when I'm on duty ~and when I'm not on duty~, I figure it is best that you learn what it is from me. First off, let me show you it's sheath" the Ensign said, tugging at his sleeve and revealing a sheath attached to the inside. "I keep it in my sleeve, where I can pull it out at a moments notice. Because of it's morphogenic properties, you cannot tell when it is in or out of my sleeve, it molds to the shape of my arm, though the texture is different" James continued. (reply Vasilyovna) "Yes sir, I was getting to that. Without further ado, I present the only weapon of its kind not in the Gamma Quadrant, a weapon that is very rare even on the world where it is created. The sword of the Dragon Knight, The Dacorilian Dragon Sabre", as James said this, the tube shimmered and seemed to melt, but instead of melting down, it melted up, and became longer, solidifying in the shape of a Katana. "It is a wonderful, powerful weapon. It can become whatever I can think of", James said as it shimmered again and became a Klingon Yan, and then a huge two handed claymore before settling back down into a rod. "It is made with a special kind of metal called Trae, and has some sort of symbiont in it that uses telepathy. It will only bond to it's first user, which means it will only be what I want it to be, no one else can use it. I had special dispensation from Starfleet command to wear this around the academy with me, and while I realise that nothing coming from Doenitz's side of the lines is necessarily set in stone these days, I am hoping that you will let me continue wearing it", James said. The Ensign handed the rod and the PADD containing the special dispensation over to Lt. Vasilyovna for inspection. (rely Vasilyovna, any) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief’s Office - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:04) "So, these weapons of yours Ensign, I have not seen a sword such as this one for a very long time", said Yelena. "Some of these are rare, please tell me more about them", she added. Ensign Guildford appeared pleased at being asked to talk more of his collection & imediately went into doing so with much enthusiasm. "The one you are looking at was the sword of a Russian General on old earth, one Aleksander Samsonov", said Guildford. "I found it in the attic of a starfleet recruitment office in Russia, and the local commander gave it to me when I displayed interest in it.", he added. "It is just a show piece. In fact, you can have it, it probably means more to you than to me. I have a book about Samsonov if you want to learn more about him." said Ensign Guildford enthusiasticly as he handed the sword to her. "Oh, but I couldn`t possibly, is it not an important part of your collection Ensign?", said Yelena. Ensign Guildford however seemed most emphatic in his wishes as he dismissed her objections forthwith. "I insist, it doesn't really suit me", said Ensign Guildford as he promptly moved onto the Romulan dagger. "In that case I am most grateful Ensign, I will treasure this gift as I`m sure you have also & enjoy reading of General Samsonov also", said Yelena with an appreciative smile. Ensign Guildford then continued on with his descriptive narrative of the Romulan dagger he had previously indicated. "Standard Romulan Officer's dagger, given to me by a Romulan diplomat when I was a child.", said Ensign Guildford as he then went on to explain how his mother had been most displeased by the gift but that the dagger itself now held a special place within him as it had been his first 'Real', weapon as he handed it over to Yelena. Yelena took the small dagger & balanced it across her palm, testing it`s weight & balance as she did so before flipping it nimbly end over end. "It`s light, very finely balanced", said Yelena before taking a few moments to note the small weapon into Ensign Guildford`s personal itinery before handing it back to him. The next weapons the Ensign drew her attention to were ones that the Lieutenant needed no introduction to, she had used these blades before many times in her training along with other Klingon weapons. "This, the Mek'leth, and the Yan were all given to me by an exchange student at the academy who I spent a lot of time with learning the Mok'bara. In exchange, I taught him and a vulcan classmate The Art of The Sword as practiced on Dacoral. They are official weapons of the Klingon House of Grilka.", said Ensign Guildford as he handed each of the blades over for her to log & examine. "I am familiar with the Klingon blades & the Mok'bara but I know leetle of the traditions of Dacoral", said Yelena as she proceeded to examine & log the blades just as she had the one beforehand. "These three are Vulcan ceremonial blades, given to me for payment by my Vulcan classmate.", said Ensign Guildford going on to the next ones in his collection with increasing enthusiasm. It was quite clear to the chief that the man certainly knew his blades & was in his element discussing them now. "Both of my classmates gave me three weapons for payment because that is the customary payment of a weapon master on Dacoral.", said Guildford as he handed the Vulcan blades to her. "This one is a Cardassian officers dagger, this one a Breen officer's dagger, and this one is a very very hard item to find on this side of the wormhole, a Jem'Hadar sword, though I'm not sure what it is called.", said Ensign Guildford taking a little time to gaze up & down the length of the blade as it caught the light of the Security Chiefs office. "I bought the lot of them from a ferengi, though I can't imagine where he got the Jem'Hadar sword", said Guildford obviously in deep thought over it`s origins & it`s subsequent path to himself. "You seem preoccupied with that particular blade Ensign", said Yelena. "Wha? Oh, right. Sorry sir. Got distracted", said Ensign Guildford snapping out of his apparent daydream as he handed the blade over to her for subsequent examination & Logging. To be truthful, the TAC/SC had little experience of Jem'Hadar bladed weapons, her only experience being of their particularly effective assault rifles, one of which had almost ended her life in a skirmish on Ceti Alpha four some time ago now. The sword now being shown to her was quite an eye opener for sure. "These must have cost you a lot", said Yelena, "Especially if you had to purchase them from a Ferengi, a Ferengi would never let anything go for less than a handsome profit", she added. "They were expensive, sure, but it was worth it. How many other Breen daggers have you ever even heard of being owned by someone who wasn't a Breen?", said Guildford proudly. Yelena quirked her head to the side & raised an eyebrow in responce. "I see your point", she said as he drew her attention to the last weapon in his collection. A simple bar of metal with a handle at it`s base. "I realise that this really doesn't look like much, but since I have a tendency to carry it around with me when I'm on duty, I figure it is best that you learn what it is from me.", said Ensign Guildford as Yelena looked on with obvious interest. "First off, let me show you it's sheath", he said as he drew up his sleeve to reveal it to her gaze & explain the merits of having the weapon close to hand for ease of deployement. "Because of it's morphogenic properties, you cannot tell when it is in or out of my sleeve, it molds to the shape of my arm, though the texture is different", said Guildford. "Interesting", said Yelena, "But what of the weapon itself, please continue on", she added. "Yes sir, I was getting to that. Without further ado, I present the only weapon of its kind not in the Gamma Quadrant, a weapon that is very rare even on the world where it is created.", said Guildford as he held out the weapon towards her. "The sword of the Dragon Knight, The Dacorilian Dragon Sabre", said the Ensign proudly as the blade itself began morphing along it`s entire length to astound the Chief in an instance as it formed into the recognisable profile of a Japanese Katana right before her very eyes. "It is a wonderful, powerful weapon. It can become whatever I can think of", said Ensign Guildford as it changed again into various Klingon blades before morphing then into an impressive Highland Claymore prior to returning to it`s inocuous looking steel rod form once again. "That is amazing", said Yelena, "I have never seen anything like this", she added. "It is made with a special kind of metal called Trae, and has some sort of symbiont in it that uses telepathy.", said Guildford. Of course at the very mention of a symbiont however the TAC/SC`s concerns were imediately raised, but for the moment however she allowed the Ensign to continue. "It will only bond to it's first user, which means it will only be what I want it to be, no one else can use it.", said Guildford. "I had special dispensation from Starfleet command to wear this around the academy with me, and while I realise that nothing coming from Doenitz's side of the lines is necessarily set in stone these days, I am hoping that you will let me continue wearing it", said Ensign Guildford as he handed the weapon over with a PADD detailing the aforementioned dispensation. Yelena took both from his hands, the obvious concern showing upon her face as she pondered the fact that the weapon was in a way, technically alive due to the symbiont contained within it & even though it would not reform into anything in her own grip, the fact remained that the weapon itself was unpredictable & completely uncategorised. Yelena looked towards the Ensign with an almost apologetic look in her eye before she had even spoke, it was clear that he didn`t want to be without it but for the moment anyway, regulations dictated that it would have to be so. "I am afraid I will have to retain this weapon in the interim Ensign, at least until it`s proper nature has been investigated", said Yelena. "You must understand that Academy regulations may be less stringent than those of a starship on active duty. I will have to run this by the Commanding Officer, if he say`s you can keep it with you then that will be good enough for me", she added. (Reply Guildford) "I am sorry Ensign, but regulations are regulations, if I allow you to keep this with you without further checks on it`s safety, it will be my....how do you say, ass on the line", said Yelena as she took the weapon into safe keeping, apologising again as she did so. (Reply Guildford) "You will have to be present in order to demonstrate the weapon when the time comes of course, I am sure it will be returned to you once everyone is satisfied that it is no threat & the dispensation has been thoroughly detailed & checked out", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Chief's Office - ATACA/SC James Guildford - 17:06) "I am afraid I will have to retain this weapon in the interim Ensign, at least until it`s proper nature has been investigated", said Vasilyovna. "You must understand that Academy regulations may be less stringent than those of a starship on active duty. I will have to run this by the Commanding Officer, if he say`s you can keep it with you then that will be good enough for me", she added. "Is that really necessary, sir", James said, obviously unhappy, but resigned to what he knew was coming. "I am sorry Ensign, but regulations are regulations, if I allow you to keep this with you without further checks on it`s safety, it will be my....how do you say, ass on the line", said Yelena as she took the weapon into safe keeping, apologising again as she did so. "I understand, sir." James said. "You will have to be present in order to demonstrate the weapon when the time comes of course, I am sure it will be returned to you once everyone is satisfied that it is no threat & the dispensation has been thoroughly detailed & checked out", said Yelena. "Yes sir, I understand. I'll see that you get the reports that Starfleet, the Daorilian Science Corps, and I myself did on the sabre", James said. (Reply Vasilyovna, any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Holodeck one - ATACA/SC James Guildford - 17:30) James had been invited to the holodeck by Davies earlier in the day, while they were checking the torpedo bays. Davies was a character. He had quite a sense of humour, but was also strong morally and physically. He was also curious, and had some holodeck time, and so had invited James down to the holodeck to spar. James didn't know how it would go, he had a feeling that Davies was vary well versed in hand to hand combat as practiced (and taught) at the academy. He would find out soon enough. "Ready?" Davies asked. "I have been ready, and waiting for you to finish stretching for the last fifteen minutes. I hope you don't plan on being boarded, because I don't think anyone will give you the time to finish stretching before they attack you." James said. Davies just snorted his amusement and dropped in to a guard stance. ~Definetely an academy stance. Guess I'll have to show him a thing or two.~ James thought to himself, then launched himself into the air, coming down with a kick to Davies chest. "Holy crap!" Davies shouted. "I didn't even see you move. How in hell did you get that far off of the ground?!?" He was rubbing his chest. ~Must have hit him harder than I thought~ James thought. "Practice. Everything takes practice. I can teach you if you like." James said with a wry smile on his face. He was used to this reaction from most of his colleagues and even some of his academy instructors. "Hell yeah, I want to learn. That was amazing." Davies seemed very enthusiastic. "Very well, we can meet here whenever we have time, and I will teach you." James said. He opened his mouth and was about to say something more, but the comm chirped. =^=Vasilyovna to Ensign Guildford=^= came the security chief's voice. "Guildford here" James said. =^=I have spoken to Lieutenant Commander T`Vhor regarding your sabre. He has agreed that you may keep it with you on condition that you report to Councellor Taxia beforehand=^= the lieutenant said. "Sir?" James said questioningly. =^= It is a requirement that all arriving personel report to him for evaluation regardless. It`s just a formality, everyone must go through this. =^= Vasilyovna said. ~Well, that ought to be fun, I wonder if getting it back is really worth a trip to another counselor. *sigh* Yes. It is. Unfortunately.~ James thought to himself. "When can I see him, sir?" James said instead of what he really thought. =^=You can see the councellor at any time, report to him the moment you have a some free time... Vasilyovna out =^= said the security chief, ending the conversation. ~Just great. Another bloody counselor to see. Oh well, least it doesn't have anything to do with the war this time.~ James thought as he nodded at Davies and left the holodeck. (USS Spectre - Captains ready room - Acting CO T`Vhor & TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:30) The atmosphere on the Spectre was relaxed today & the Captains ready room seemed more so than usual. With everything the crew had just been through during the course of their last mission, they certainly deserved to put their feet up for a bit & they were of course doing that to the best of their abilities. Some were enjoying the facilities of Starbase 375, others were just relaxing on board whilst Starbase personel performed routine duties around them. They had of course suffered the great loss of their Commanding Officer, their Chief Engineer was now listed as missing & the expected disruption of routine crew rotations were still ongoing all about them as they enjoyed that......relaxation the best they could. That said though, they had also gained a great deal of useful information from Betazed. They now knew a lot more about the numbers pertaining to Admiral Doenitz`s fleet & it`s strategic deployements than they had done before. Plus they also had the mans niece...... Sitting in the ready room, T`Vhor thought about that last point for a moment or two & wondered how Doenitz would react to that, it was a good job that the security around Miss Ansara was as good as it was otherwise he would have feared greatly for her safety. With all of these things going around in the Vulcan hybrids mind however, Lieutenant Commander T`Vhor almost failed to hear the chime sounding at the door to the ready room. A curt reply from him & the door slid smoothly aside to reveal the TAC/SC who imediately entered with a length of metal held firmly in her right hand. "I need to speak with you about something sir", said Yelena, "it is somewhat....unusual", she added. T`Vhor shifted in his seat at that last word, then he switched off the console he had been overseeing upon her entry to look up at Yelena as she approached him. "Unusual Lieutenant?", said T`Vhor as the chief of security placed the bar she had been holding upon the desk in front of him. T`Vhor raised an eyebrow in typical Vulcan fashion as he looked down at the unimpressive rod lying there on the desk before quickly returning his gaze to Yelena. "It is a metal rod", said T`Vhor, "I see nothing unusual about it", he added just as the Security chief placed a PADD alongside it. "It`s all in the PADD sir", said Yelena, "One of our new crew brought it aboard, it`s a weapon but it`s unlike any weapon I have ever seen", she added as T`Vhor picked up the PADD to begin perusing through the dispensation & the metalurgical reports contained within it. "Who brought it aboard Lieutenant?", said T`Vhor. "Ensign Guildford sir, apparently he carries it with him at all times, he asked for permission to do so on board whilst on duty", said Yelena, "I said I would need to discuss it with you beforehand", she added. "A wise precaution", said T`Vhor as he continued to scroll down through the detailed reports contained within the PADD. "Microscopic Symbionts, not sentient but capable of linking & responding to brainwaves", said T`Vhor as he paused from his reading to pick up the rod & scrutinise it further. "Fascinating", said T`Vhor, "I have not heard of this metal, Quicksilver is a familiar term but Trae however eludes me completely", he added as he returned the bar onto the table once again to continue with the information being displayed on the PADD. "It`s an impressive weapon sir", said Yelena, "I witnessed it`s use, it can apparently morph into anything that Ensign Guildford can imagine", she added. T`Vhor nodded once & furrowed his brow as he contemplated that fact. "You were wise to quarantine this then", said T`Vhor, "In the wrong hands it could indeed be a highly dangerous weapon", he added. "It`s bearer would have to be of sound mind, any trace of unbalance could prove disasterous", said T`Vhor as he called up Ensign Guildford`s starfleet record on his console. "He seems ok sir, I have no concerns as to his state of mind, in fact I would say he appears to be most calm & stable.....apart from a certain ability to find humour in anothers discomfort", said Yelena with a slight smile as she thought back to his encounter with the drunk on starbase 375. "I believe that is a typically human trait Lieutenant", said T`Vhor looking up from the PADD, "I have never understood the Human capacity to laugh at anothers missfortune", he added, "Yet Humans seem to do that so easily", said T`Vhor. Yelena said nothing, she simply smiled as T`Vhor read on through the dispensation & it`s associated elements. "The weapon itself has already been scrutinised by Starfleet scientists, there is a detailed analysis here by it`s Dacorilian originators also", said T`Vhor as he placed the PADD onto the table beside the bar before then resting his arms onto the table also. "What is your personal evaluation on this Lieutenant?", said T`Vhor. "My evaluation Sir?", said Yelena. "Yes Yelena, as chief of security I need to know wether you yourself consider this weapon to be a disorganised or uncontrollable threat in Ensign Guildfords hands", said T`Vhor. "The reports say that it is inert until it comes into contact with it`s bonded user", he added. "Yes sir, that is my understanding", said Yelena. "So by granting Ensign Guildford the right to carry it with him, do you yourself envisage any problems that might occur because of it?", said T`Vhor. Yelena thought for a short while on the matter before responding, then her expression changed to a slight smile. "No sir, I have no imediate concerns", said Yelena, "I would recommend however that Ensign Guildford be assesed by Councellor Taxia as per regulations regarding personel coming aboard before the actual weapon is returned to him", she added. "As a precautionary step of course", said Yelena. "Of course", said T`Vhor. "Contact Starfleet & have them forward all relevant data on Dacorilian society to our computer database also", said T`Vhor, "all indications are that the weapon is safe in the correct hands but I want to be absolutely sure just the same", he added. "Yes sir", said Yelena as she picked up the bar & the PADD from the desk in preperation to leave. "Make sure Ensign Guildford makes that appointment with the Councellor in the first instance", said T`Vhor. "you may return his weapon to him the moment Mr Taxia clears him for continuous duty", he added. "Dismissed Lieutenant", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir, I will see to it imediately", said Yelena as she turned about & headed for the door. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Turbolift one - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 17:35) Stepping into the bridge turbolift, Yelena stated her destination for the benefit of the computer. "Deck 12", said the chief & the lift promptly began it`s decent through the decks of the ship to the accompaniment of the scrolling guidebars. With Ensign Guildfords unusual Dacorilian sabre still in hand, Vasilyovna tapped at her combadge to open a channel to it`s owner. "Vasilyovna to Ensign Guildford", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "I have spoken to Lieutenant Commander T`Vhor regarding your sabre", said Yelena. "He has agreed that you may keep it with you on condition that you report to Councellor Taxia beforehand", she added. (Reply Guildford) "It is a requirement that all arriving personel report to him for evaluation regardless", said Yelena, "It`s just a formality, everyone must go through this", she added. (Reply Guildford) "You can see the councellor at any time, report to him the moment you have a some free time... Vasilyovna out", said Yelena as she closed the channel & exited the turbolift on deck twelve en route to security station Epsilon. (Reply Guildford, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams- Agent Smith - 1744) Andrew glanced through a pile of PADDs. There was one thing a crew hated more then no life support and that was attending medical reviews. he through the PADD down isn disspear. "You know Agent Smith it you think people would think there health would be important." Jo looked at him with her board look. Andrew sighed she had stopped talking to him since the conversation in Ten Forward. =^= bridge to Agent Smith =^= "Go ahead." =^= You have a communication from starbase 375 an Agent Johnson wants to speek to you.=^= Andrew was a flicker of supprise cross Jo's face. "You can use my office. I've got a few house calls to make. catch me up after wards." Jo nodded as Andrew got out of his seat and left his office. ~okay lets see who is hiding~ "Computer down load all the names of the new crew since Stardate: 2406.01.13." ~bloody hell that meany. well most have come from starbase 375.~ He looked through the list of names. ~well lets get started then~ He turned and left sickbay. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Steel Talons - Admiral's War Room - Adm Robert LoDona / Lt Cmdr T'Vhor - 1745) "Open a channel to the Spectre and get me T'Vhor." he said to an aide as he put down the PADD he was working on. "Aye Sir." was the only response. Robert turned and waited before the screen turned on and an off-duty T'vhor greeted him. "Mr T'Vhor," Robert began. "Let's get straight to the point, shall we? As of this moment, you are getting a battlefield promotion to Commander and you're now listed as the Commanding Officer of the USS Spectre. Congratulations." Robert leaned back in his chair and folded his hands together. "Colonel Krige will remain with you and complete your command training; the Spectre will remain a blackops vessel. What you don't know, he does." Robert took a pro-offered PADD from one of his aids and scrolled through it briefly while T'Vhor absorbed what he told him. "You will also be getting a first officer, I will upload pickup instructions and mission data shortly." "Thank you sir", said T`Vhor in response to the sudden & unexpected promotion as he too settled back into his chair, "The new FO sir, is it anybody I know?", he added. "I rather doubt it." Robert replied as he put the PADD on the desk, it was just another strategic report by Lee. "He's fresh off the Boudicca, his full bio will be sent your way with the rest of the housekeeping material." He folded his hands together again, "I need Spectre solid on the front line Commander, can you do it?" "Of course sir, the Spectre will be as solid as you require her, we are undergoing crew rotation as we speak & have taken on further officers", said T`Vhor. "Captain Ktell has been transferred to Starbase medical facilities for further evaluation & Debora Ansara is now under protection of Starbase security awaiting transit to the steel Talons", he added. "Good." the Fleet Admiral said firmly. He paused for a moment before saying, "I only have one standing order for a Captain in the 52nd, Commander... You will not fail." NRPG: RPG: "The Talons will transmit everything at 1630 hours by encrypted short burst, as per usual. Are there any questions?" The Admirals words raised an uncharacteristic smile from the hybrid Vulcan, T`Vhor would have blamed his Betazoid half for that but in the company of a superior officer, he simply let it lie. "I will not fail sir", said T`Vhor. "Indeed I have not failed yet", he added. "I will expect the Steel Talons transmission within the hour then sir" LoDona nodded once, "Very well Commander, LoDona out." He leaned forward in his chair and tapped his fingers for a moment, before turning back to his strategy report. As the screen returned to its familiar 52nd fleet logo, T`Vhor sat back into his chair & let this new information settle in. (reply: none) (posted by Trout & Alan) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - Agent Smith -1746) Jo sat behind the desk and waited for Andrew to leave his office. She then turned and tapped the consol with in seconds Agent Johnson's face appeared. "What can I do for you sir?" "Report Agent." ~I've only been here for less then a day~ "I have found Doctor Williams and I am keeping tabs on him." "any other issus?" "the crew is naturaly hostile but Doctor Williams is friendly enough." Agent Johnson exploded angerly. "Your not here to make friends Agent. you are here to make shore that Williams is not a trator. they all ready have there CEO going MIA." Jo just waited for Johnson to continue. "I do not trust that Commander T'Vhor or that bloody marine Krige. Be on high alert Agent. are you armed?" Jo nodded. she was not going to tell her commanding officer that her primary weapon had been confiscated. ~she is getting paranoid~ "Good. I have an amendment to your orders. If you feel that the officers and crew are behavering in a tratorus way I am ordering you to take command of the Spectre. It will be down loaded to your personal PADD before you leave the starbase." ~ow hell~ "This has come down from command do you understand." "Yes sir." "now we have receaved a message indicating that you will be departing for another mission. we do not have information about that mission only to say that you will be picking up a Brian Rogers who will be the new first officer." "Yes sir." "Now Agent if i found that you have not done your duty I'll make it shore you are returned to unit. do I make that clear." "Yes sir." The screen went blank. Jo sat there staring at the dark screen. ~what the hell is Johnson going on about~ Jo shook her head. she thought about the threat that Johnson had promised. being returned to unit would mean the 'Flying Foxs'. If she knew Johnson it would not end there. Being returned to unit ment that a marine could not be trusted and so she would have to leave. She shook her head again and got up. ~better find Williams~ "Computer give the location of Doctor Williams." [Doctor Williams is on the bridge] ~Better start there then~ She left sickbay heading for the bridge. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - bridge- CMO - Williams- 1750) Andrew entered the bridge. He scaned the bridge noticing that Will was not in the command chair. he felt slightly sad for not seing his friend. ~he is FO now good for him. I wounder if that means I'll get promoted. now that the captian's Incapacitated and H'chir is MIA i think I'm the longest serving crew member. maby I'll just stick to Sickbay. Ah Well." NRPG: please tell me if I've got that wrong RPG: Andrew shrugged his shoulders. he glanced down at the PADD. there was a Ensign JG Keira who worked on OPS and a Lieutenant JG Rodriguez who had the CONN. He crossed over to the OPS console and saw that Aiden was working there. "Hallo Miss Keira. My name is Andrew Williams. I'm the CMO on board." (reply Keira) "I've just come to ask you if you would come down to sickbay when you have a free moment." (reply Keira) "No Miss Keira there is no problem with you. Its just routine. Its just because you've joined us i need to up date your medical file." (reply Keira) "Good day to you Miss Keira. I'll see you soon." Andrew turned and looked around for Lalo. he was at the CONN so he crossed over to him. "Hallo Mr Rodriguez. My name is Andrew Williams. I'm the CMO on board." (reply Rodriguez) "I know you have just started today and that you have lots of things to do. It is just that I need to up date your medical file. Your resent one has not arrived yet." (reply Rodriguez) (reply Rodriguez, Keira, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Bridge - OPS Ens (Jg) Aiden Keira - 17:50) "Hallo Miss Keira. My name is Andrew Williams. I'm the CMO on board." Keira looked up from her console, slightly annoyed at the casual use of her first name. She decided to let it slide, not wanting to cause any unnecessary arguments with her fellow crewmembers. She saw the doctor looking down at her. ~Great, what does he want?~ she thought as she flashed him a smile, hiding her initial annoyance. "I've just come to ask you if you would come down to sickbay when you have a free moment." "Is there a problem, Doctor?" she asked sweetly, barely hiding the sarcasm in her voice. "No Miss Keira there is no problem with you. Its just routine. Its just because you've joined us i need to up date your medical file." "OK," Keira replied, still smiling sweetly, even though she could now barely hide contain her growing annoyance. "Good day to you Miss Keira. I'll see you soon." The doctor turned and walked off. Glad to be left to her own devices again, Keira turned back to her console. She wasn't really working, finding it hard to concentrate after her mysterious visitor earlier. She had no clue how the visitor got onto the Spectre, let alone the bridge. And why the interest in her? Keira knew there were no answers, only more confusion, so she decided to try and put it out of her mind for the time being. She didn't have much time for reflection, though, as her comm came to life: =^=T`Vhor to Ensign Keira, please report to my ready room at 18:15 hrs=^= "Yes, Sir," Keira replied. "May I ask what the purpose for the meeting would be?" =^=I want you to bring a report on the Spectres current status, our mission readiness & also our estimated time to completion of routine maintenance whilst docked=^=, said T`vhor. "Yes, Sir," Keira said again, glad now that she had spent the entire day checking up on exactly that. She quickly transferred the data to a PADD, while mentioning to T'Vhor that she would be five minutes late due to the volume of the the report he required. =^=Understood, T`Vhor out=^= (Reply None) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre-Bridge-Lt. JG Lalo Rodriguez-17.55) Lalo had been sitting at the CONN for a while trying to familiarize himself with the system. Since Lt. Banowsky had left the ship, Lalo was now the ranking CONN officer, which didn't bother him one bit. He didn't notice the CMO come onto the bridge, but he did notice as he came up to him and spoke. "Hallo Mr Rodriguez. My name is Andrew Williams. I'm the CMO on board." "I'm Lt. Lalo Rodriguez, CONN, it is a pleasure to meet you." Lalo said in reply. "I know you have just started today and that you have lots of things to do. It is just that I need to up date your medical file. Your resent one has not arrived yet." "I'll be down when I get off duty Dr. Williams." Lalo said, he hated check ups, but if he needed one hed get one. Besides there might be cute nurses. (Reply Williams) "Well Dr. I need to continue to look at some things, I will be by as soon as possible." (reply Williams) (posted by Will Banowsky) (USS Spectre-Bridge- CMO - Williams - Agent Smith 17.57) "I'll be down when I get off duty Dr. Williams." Lalo said, "Could you be a bit more spesific its only because I've got a couple of more people to see." "Well Dr. I need to continue to look at some things, I will be by as soon as possible." Andrew nodded. "Thank you Mr Rodriguez. I'll see you later then." Andrew turned and headed for the turbolift. the doors opened and Agent Smith walked out. "did you have a nice talk with Agent Johnson?" "Yes." ~not going to get a lot of convisation out of her then~ He motioned to the turbolift door. "I have a couple of more rounds to make before I head back." he entered the turbolift with Jo and they headed off to ther next desination. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - CO T`Vhor - 18:00) The conversation with Admiral LoDona had left the newly promoted CO with much to contemplate. He had now gone from the situation of Acting Commanding officer to the Spectre`s Commanding Officer & the realisation of this brought with it a raised awareness of the severity of their current situation as relayed by his communique with the Admiral. The short burst transmission containing their new orders had duly arrived now & T`Vhor had spent some time perusing them at his leisure, taking in the information contained & it`s relevance to their current status. With Banowsky now having left the ship, they of course had no twenty & no First Officer, at least until they rendevouzed with his shuttle at the coordinates contained in LoDona`s transmission anyway. It was unconventional for any vessel to go into a mission without a full compliment of command staff but for now anyway, it would have to do. With thoughts of bringing the ship to operational readiness foremost in his mind now, T`Vhor tapped at his combadge to open a channel. "T`Vhor to Ensign Keira, please report to my ready room at 18:15 hrs", said T`Vhor. (Reply Keira) "I want you to bring a report on the Spectres current status, our mission readiness & also our estimated time to completion of routine maintenance whilst docked", said T`vhor. (Reply Keira) "Understood, T`Vhor out", said T`Vhor. The channel closed & T`Vhor spent a few short moments going over their upcoming mission requirements once again before finally heading for his ready room. (Reply Keira) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - Deck 10 - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 1800) James walked up to the door, steeling himself for yet another psych. evaluation. How he hated these. He rang the chime. (Reply Taxia) NRPG: I will assume I am allowed to enter, otherwise disregard the rest of this post RPG: James entered the counselor's office with confidence. He knew that the counselor would have gotten his hands on his records of the last dozen or so counselor's he had had to see following the civil war on Dacoral. They had brought up some things he wished they hadn't, made him see himself in a different way and he hadn't liked it. He hadn't liked it at all. He hadn't had Post-Tramatic Stress Syndrome like most people coming out of that war had, he had been full of anger, and hate. He had hated the rebels for what they had done. They had killed some of the best friends he had ever had, slowly and painfully in front of him. They had murdered his wife on Dacoral. They had hurt him, and even after their surrender, he had wanted to hurt them right back. The doctors had finally gotten through to him, and he had had to take a step back and take a look at what he had been on his way to becoming. He really hadn't liked what he saw, and it had taken him three years to change. He would forgive the rebels (the ones directly responsible for the massacre had already died by the end of the war, James had seen to that), but he would never forget. But that was not what he was here for now. He was here for a standard evaluation, and say what you like, James was steady as a rock now that he was over his rage. (repy Taxia) "I was ordered to report for standard crew evaluation, sir", James replied. (reply Taxia) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 1804) Taxia was sitting alone in his office, thinking about trying to procure some of his wine collection from the good lieutenant Vasilyovna, when the door chime rang. He allowed the person to enter. It was a new transfer to the Spectre. Taxia didn't recognize his face. "I was ordered to report for standard crew evaluation, sir" The young man said. "Ah, very well," Taxia said, he gestured to the seat across from his desk. "Sorry about the basic desk and chairs. I'm trying to get some more comfortable furniture from the quartermaster," David commented. (reply Guildford) "Can I get you anything to drink, before we start, Ensign?" he asked politely. (reply Guildford) NRPG: I'm going to assume he says no.... everybody says no. RPG: "OK, very well," Taxia grabbed a blank PADD and leaned back in his chair, "What is your full name, then?" David asked. (reply Guildford) Taxia brought up James' roster file and began scrolling through it. "I see here you fought in the 'Great War'. I'm afraid I'm not familiar with that... could you tell me a little more about this, please?" David asked. (reply Guildford) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - ATAC/ASC - 1805) "Ah, very well," The counselor said as James announced himself, the man gestured to the seat across from his desk. "Sorry about the basic desk and chairs. I'm trying to get some more comfortable furniture from the quartermaster," He said. James just continued to look at the man. "Can I get you anything to drink, before we start, Ensign?" the counselor asked politely. "No, thank you, sir", James said "OK, very well," Taxia grabbed a blank PADD and leaned back in his chair, "What is your full name, then?" David asked. "James Andrew Guildford" James replied, he hated that question, it was asked at the beginning of every counselling session. He supposed it was to make sure he knew who he was. ~or something like that~ The counselor brought up James' roster file and began scrolling through it. "I see here you fought in the 'Great War'. I'm afraid I'm not familiar with that... could you tell me a little more about this, please?" David asked. ~So much for this being an easy session...~ James thought and then began. "I'll start with a general overview of the relevant sections of The Great War, as you call it, and how it effected me. It was a three year civil war on the planet of Dacoral in the Dacoralian Star Empire in the Gamma Quadrant. I arrived on planet and was immediately thrown into a wartime situation. I met my wife, Emily North on Dacoral, she was part of the Federation Ambassador's Security Team. We were married, she was murdered, I broke, I killed a lot of people, finished the war, was still angry, and the results of that are in the personnel file you have in front of you, but needless to say, I had steady visits with Starfleet Medical's Psychological Welfare Department until I was over it.", James said calmly. He knew how to talk to counselors. He knew how to let it all out and get an opinion, but he preffered using friends for that. This was supposed to be a standard, quick evaluation, and the faster he was out of here, the faster he got his sabre back. "Do you have any questions about the specifics of the war, sir?" (reply Taxia) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 12 - Security station Epsilon - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith 1805) Andrew saw Yelena as he entered security station Epsilon. He walked over to her. "Hallo Miss Vasilyovna." (reply Vasilyovna) He turned to Jo and saw a flicker of anoyance cross her face. ~gather she's met her before~ "this is Agent Smith but I gather you have both met." Andrew quickly moved on. "I've come to see how you are doing after your fun experience yesterday. Do you still have any pain?" (reply Vasilyovna) "Well if you need to pop over to sickbay and I can see if I can give you anything for it." (reply Vasilyovna) Andrew glanced at his PADD. "I see from my database you have a new ensign on your staff a Mr Guildford good for you. I'll catch up with him after he has seen Mr Taxia." Andrew looked back at Yelena "I'll see you later Miss Vasilyovna. If you do have any issues please don't hesitate to call me or visit Sickbay." Andrew turned and headed for the door. "wonder why people don't want to have their check ups. It's really important." "May`be it's your charming personality." Jo said dead pan. (reply Vasilyovna, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Deck 12 - Security station Epsilon - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 18:06) Yelena had just finished overseeing the latest reports from the security officers manning Epsilon when Doctor Williams appeared with his shadow close behind him. This was becoming absurd to say the least, would the woman ever leave him alone.... The Doctor however seemed to be taking it all in his stride & was doing his best not to let her presence bother him to much. "Hallo Miss Vasilyovna.", he said cheerily. "Doctor", said Yelena, "I see you are again not alone", she added glancing to the ever present intelligence officer. "This is Agent Smith but I gather you have both meet.", said Williams. Yelena simply nodded her affirmation as the Doctor continued on. "I've come to see how you are doing after your fun experience yesterday. Do you still have any pain?", said the Doctor. Yelena paused, her mind having gone blank momentarilly at the medics question. "Oh, you mean the shock", said Yelena putting her hand up to her chest. "It`s fine Doctor, in fact it`s more than fine....in fact I`d like to add that if you had not been there to render help then I`m quite sure I would not be here talking to you now", she added, glancing momentarilly toward Smith as she spoke so as to rub in the Doctors worth. "Nothing more now than a slight twinge every once in a while", said Yelena with a smile. "Well if you need to, pop over to sickbay and I can see if I can give you anything for it.", said Williams. "You can count on it Doctor", said Yelena as Williams began scanning the PADD he had brought with him. "I see from my database you have a new ensign on your staff a Mr Guildford, good for you. I'll catch up with him after he has seen Mr Taxia.", said Williams returning his gaze once again to the security chief. "I'll see you later Miss Vasilyovna. If you do have any issues please don't hesitate to call me or visit Sickbay.", said the Doctor as he left Epsilon with Smith in tow as before. (Reply None, Any) (posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 1807) "I'll start with a general overview of the relevant sections of The Great War, as you call it, and how it effected me. It was a three year civil war on the planet of Dacoral in the Dacoralian Star Empire in the Gamma Quadrant. I arrived on planet and was immediately thrown into a wartime situation. I met my wife, Emily North on Dacoral, she was part of the Federation Ambassador's Security Team. We were married, she was murdered, I broke, I killed a lot of people, finished the war, was still angry, and the results of that are in the personnel file you have in front of you, but needless to say, I had steady visits with Starfleet Medical's Psychological Welfare Department until I was over it. Do you have any questions about the specifics of the war, sir?" He said. David leaned back in his chair and breathed out slowly. The man's nonchalant manner was both comforting and disturbing at the same time. "Well, that certainly is a heavy dose, James. Tell me, more about the time when your wife was murdered. How exactly was she killed?" David asked, in a similar nonchalant manner. (reply Guidford) "Interesting... And you just write off her death, Ensign? You don't feel any sadness after her death?" David asked. (reply Guidford, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - COUNS - Ensign JG James Guildford- 1809) The counselor leaned back in his chair and exhaled. "Well, that certainly is a heavy dose, James. Tell me, more about the time when your wife was murdered. How exactly was she killed?" he asked, in a nonchalant manner, trying James supposed, to mimic his calmness. ~Uh oh, seems like I got the drop on you, huh? At least I get to guide this session~ James thought. ~Though you would have to bring up that question wouldn't you?~ "My wife was involved the rescue of myself and several other Dacoralian soldiers from a... internment camp where we were being held and tortured. In response, the rebels assaulted the Federation Embassy and abducted more than thirty Federation citizens, including the ambassador and my wife, who was in his security detail. The ambassador negotiated the release of twenty eight of the federation citizens, but my wife would not leave him. When her involvement in my rescue was discovered, she was tortured, beaten beyond recognition, and executed by being burned at the stake. Her body was then hacked into pieces and delivered to several starfleet and federation officers as a warning to stay out of the war." James said. He was very calm now. "Interesting... And you just write off her death, Ensign? You don't feel any sadness after her death?" David asked. ~Ah, there we go, the question you were trying to get to from the start~ James thought. He knew it wasn't normal not to feel sad, and truth be told he still did occasionally, especially on anniversaries. "I will never write off her death, her murder. After the murder, I was a broken man, I was unable to function effectively for about two weeks. But I got over it just enough to feel pain and rage. And so I went hunting for the eighty three people involved directly and indirectly in my wife's death. I ended up killing more than three hundred to get to them, and by the time I was finished the stage was set for the collapse of the rebellion, so her death, in effect ended the war, and I will never write it off. But do I feel sad? No. I did at first. I felt sad for several years, but I in time I got over that too. I prefer to remember her life, than to mourn her death. It keeps me functional, and to some degree happy." (reply Taxia, any) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 12 - Main Engineering - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith 1809) Andrew walked into Main engineering. There was the usual hustle and bustle. He saw Kyla at a work station and walked over to her. "Hi Miss Angeletti how are you doing?" (reply Angeletti) "I see that you are busy with maintenance. I just wanted to have a quick word with Miss Chenoll do you know where she might be?" (reply Angeletti) Andrew nodded. "Thank you very much." He turned and walked across engineering and saw a bolian woman working in an alcove. ~must be her she is the only bolian we have on board~ "Hallo Miss Chenoll my name is Williams and this is Agent Smith. I'm the ships CMO. I know you have just arrived but I was wondering if you could come to sickbay at your earliest convenience." (reply Chenoll) "It`s just that I don't have your medical report on file. Its nothing to worry about" (reply Chenoll) "Thank you I'll see as soon as you can." Andrew left Chenoll to her work. "must definatly your charming personality." murmered Jo. Andrew chose to ignore her reply. ~you won't be saying that when your lying on the table with your guts haning out expecting me to perform miracles~ (reply Angeletti, Chenoll, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Main Engineering - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 1809) Chenoll was in a station, performing some checks on the phase cloak. So far, the ship seemed to be in pretty good condition. She was about to run a diagnostic on the EPS distribution system, the last one of the day, when two people approached her. "Hello Miss Chenoll, my name is Williams and this is Agent Smith. I'm ship's CMO. I know you just arrived but I was wondering if you could come to sickbay at you earliest convinance," one of them said. Bolians weren't psychic, but she sensed some sort of unspoken hostility between the two of them. Chenoll look a quick look between them. "Oh, sure, of course doctor. Am I looking sick or something?" she said, smiling. "Its just that I don't have your medical report on file. Its nothing to worry about," Dr. Williams said. Chenoll nodded, "Alright, thank you, Doc," she said, and looked back at the human woman, who said nothing. ~Agent.. Smith... Agent?~ Chenoll thought. "Thank you I'll see as soon as you can," Williams said. Chenoll nodded and watched them go. Chenoll smiled and turned back to her console, and began running her checks on the EPS conduits. (Reply Any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 1811) Taxia listened to the man and took some notes on the PADD. He softly used his telepathic powers to get just a small hint of Guliford's thoughts, and it seemed he only wanted to outwit the counselor. "I will never write off her death, her murder. After the murder, I was a broken man, I was unable to function effectively for about two weeks. But I got over it just enough to feel pain and rage. And so I went hunting for the eighty three people involved directly and indirectly in my wife's death. I ended up killing more than three hundred to get to them, and by the time I was finished the stage was set for the collapse of the rebellion, so her death, in effect ended the war, and I will never write it off. But do I feel sad? No. I did at first. I felt sad for several years, but I in time I got over that too. I prefer to remember her life, than to mourn her death. It keeps me functional, and to some degree happy," he said. Taxia smiled. "Sounds like you almost had this all rehearsed before you walked in my door..." David said has he grinned at the ensign. (reply Guliford) "Tell me... about these rebels, the ones who tortured you... and brutally..." Taxia paused... trying to think of the right word to provoke a mental reaction, "slaughtered your wife, are you glad they are all gone? Were you glad when you gave them the same fate they gave your wife?" Taxia asked, an aggressive tone to his voice. (reply Guliford, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 1813) The counselor smiled. "Sounds like you almost had this all rehearsed before you walked in my door..." the Counselor said grinning at the ensign. "I have given variations on this speech twelve or thirteen times to as many different couselors at Starfleet Medical. I don't have it memorized, but I have all the points down." James said, not returning the smile. "Tell me... about these rebels, the ones who tortured you... and brutally..." The counselor hesitated, seeming to search for a word, "slaughtered your wife, are you glad they are all gone? Were you glad when you gave them the same fate they gave your wife?" The counselor asked, aggressively. ~Trying to provoke me? It'll take more than that.~ James thought to himself. "The men who 'slaughtered' my wife were evil men. Am I glad they are all gone? Yes. They won't be able to do to someone else what they did to me. Was I glad that I gave them their fate? And for the record, I didn't do to them what they did to Emily. I was never glad or happy when I killed one of them. I. Was. Angry. I never felt better when they were dead, when I killed them. But I did feel better, safer, that they were dead, that someone out there had killed them, not as some random casualty of war, but specifically for their crimes. The fact that that someone was me, is secondary. And like it says in the records, it was several years of counselling before I lost not only my anger, but most of my ability to be angry. I put some sort of block on the emotion, and now it's almost impossible, almost, to make me angry." James said, calmly. He knew full well that the counselor knew all of this, but like so many counselors, it seemed he wanted to see if James knew it, and see if he was angry. "Do you have any further questions, sir?" James continued "If you do, I may take you up on that drink." NRPG: most of the previous paragraph has some sort of emphasis or another, It's hard to put in on an email, so I figured I'd tell you that he was being firm or what not. Also, the word 'almost' is included twice for emphasis, to show that he can still get angry, but now it takes a lot. RPG: (reply Taxia) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre – Captain’s Ready Room - OPS Ens (Jg) Aiden Keira - 18:20) Keira entered the ready room at T’Vhor’s request. “Ensign Aiden reporting as requested, Sir,” she announced, handing the PADD to T’Vhor. “As you can see, Sir, the Spectre is in very good shape and mission ready. Some minor repairs need to be completed and might take about two weeks, considering the amount of repairs. All critical systems, however, are fully functional. We have some crew shortages in major areas, most notably command, with the Captain injured and Lt Banowsky having left us.” Not having anything to add, Keira waited for T’Vhor’s reponse. (Reply T’Vhor, Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre – Captain’s Ready Room - CO T`Vhor - 18:21) As requested, the Chief of operations had arrived at the time she had stated she would do with a full report as to the Spectres operational readiness upon the PADD she had brought with her. "Ensign Aiden reporting as requested, Sir,", said the chief as she handed the PADD to the CO. Commander T`Vhor took the offered PADD from her & spent a few moments to scan through her detailed reports. "As you can see, Sir, the Spectre is in very good shape and mission ready", said Ensign Aiden. "Some minor repairs need to be completed and might take about two weeks, considering the amount of repairs. All critical systems, however, are fully functional", she added. "We have some crew shortages in major areas, most notably command, with the Captain injured and Lt Banowsky having left us.", said Aiden. "The command shortages have already been adressed Ensign", said T`Vhor breaking from the PADD just for a while to address the chief. "I have been ordered to take command of the Spectre effective imediately, as for our First Officer, we are to rendevouz with an incoming shuttle in the vicinity of Pollux five in order to collect Lieutenant Rogers formerly of the Boudicca to fulfil that role", said T`Vhor. (Reply Keira, IYW) T`Vhor nodded & then continued on. "Our orders are to launch the moment our dealings with Starbase 375 are concluded, the minor repairs detailed in your report will have to be carried out en route", said T`Vhor. (Reply Keira) "It is imperitive that the Spectre be fully functional & at optimal combat readiness by the time we rendevouz with Lieutenant Roger`s shuttle, I trust that this will be so", said T`Vhor. (Reply Keira) "Very good, signal all crew that shore leave has now been cancelled, recall all crewmembers to the Spectre forthwith", said T`Vhor. (Reply Keira) "Good work Ensign Keira", said T`Vhor as he watched the chief leave the ready room to continue with her assigned duties. (Reply Keira, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith 1843) Andrew had returned to sickbay after he had seen a couple crewmen in Stellar Cartography. he felt tired and exhasted trying to deal with all that had happened. he glanced at the cronomiter on the wall and realised that he had been up since before 0300. ~no wounder I feel like a long nap~ he crossed to the replicator. ~lets try something different~ "Caffine suppliment nomber 348. do you want anything Agent Smith." Jo shook her head. The cup materialised, he picked it up and tooka big swig from the cup. he gave a small sigh as he felt the caffine shoot through his body waking him back up. ~I'm realy going to have to see David. this caffine addiction is so not good for me~ "Hello, Doc. I'm here for this medical," Andrew turned and saw Chenol smiling at him. "What. Ow hallo Miss Chenol. yes of course." he took another drink from the cup and put it back into the replicator. "Would you please lie on the biobed." he motioned to the closest one. As Chenol lay down he picked up a PADD. "I'm going to ask you some question and take a few scanns is that okay." (reply Chenol) He noticed Jo was hovering in the back ground but ignored her. "I'm going to do some full body and some nurological scanns." he activated the tables scanning devises. "Okay can I have your full name for the record." (reply Chenol) "Do you have any present conditions that I should know about?" (reply Chenol) "Do you have any past medical history." (reply Chenol) "Is there any conditions in your family that I should be aware about." (reply Chenol) "have you had any sexual relations resently with a member for your or another speshies. Sorry have to ask that one." (reply Chenol) "Are you or could you be pregnant?" (reply Chenol) He glanced at the scanns. "Okay now I'm going to do a couple of nurological scanns. if you could stay still for me that would be grate." he watched at the scanns appeared and scrutanised them closly. "Okay that's about it. Is there anything you would like to ask me?" (reply Chenol) (reply Chenol, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 1845) After completing her day's work, Chenoll was tired, and exhausted. She smiled at the thought of a holodeck simulation with a nice bubbling mud bath on Risa, complete with two large musclar Risan gentlemen. Chenoll strolled into Sickbay, and saw Dr. Willams. She walked over to him and grinned. "Hello, Doc. I'm here for this medical," she said, smiling. (reply Williams, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 1848) Chenoll saw a surprised look on the doctor, then "What? Oh, hello Miss Chenoll. Yes, of course," he said. The doctor seemed to be under a lot of stress, Chenoll wondered if it had to do with 'Agent' Smith that seemed to follow him around. "Would you please lie on the biobed," he asked, motioning to one. Chenoll smiled and climbed onto the bed and laid back. "I'm going to ask you some questions and take a few scans, is that okay?" Dr. Williams asked. Chenoll nodded, "Sure, lets get this over with, Doc," she said, grinning. "I'm going to do some full body and some neurological scans," Andrew said. Chenoll nodded. The table's scanning devices fired up. "Okay can I have your full name for the record." NRPG: I never knew Bolians had first names... Like Mr. Mot, or Mr. Chell, according to Jeff, they do. RPG: Chenoll stared at the ceiling and said clearly, "Lieutenant, junior grade, Lexica Chenoll... but don't tell anyone, I hate my first name," she said. "Do you have any present conditions that I should know about?" he asked. "Not at the moment... aside from fatigue from a day's work," she said, grinning. "Do you have any past medical history." Chenoll sighed deeply. "Yes... I uh.... I had a brain condition that made my IQ get lower and lower. I spent three months at Starfleet Medical, with surgery and therapy and finally its stopped," she explained, she didn't like to talk about it. NRPG: Watch Chenoll's wiki entry for more information. RPG: "Is there any conditions in your family that I should be aware about?" "Uh... no," she said, still frowning from having to talk about her mental disease. "I have you had any sexual relations recently with a member for your or another species. Sorry have to ask that one," he asked. Chenoll frowned even deeper "Not recently..." she said, quietly. NRPG: Watch Chenoll's wiki... this will all be covered in dept when I finish it. RPG: "Are you or could you be pregnant?" Chenoll gave a sarcastic laugh. "Ha! I don't think thats very likely," she said, grinning. "Okay now I'm going to do a couple of neurological scans. if you could stay still for me that would be great," he said. She nodded. "Okay that's about it. Is there anything you would like to ask me?" he asked. She got up from the table and pulled her uniform tunic straight down. "I'm not dying, am I, doc?" she asked playfully. (reply Williams) She smiled, "Great to hear. If you'll excuse me, I think there is a sonic shower in my quarters that is calling my name," she said. (reply Williams) She walked past Andrew, and nodded, "Doc," she said, she passed Smith and nodded, but with a more curt edge, "'Agent' Smith," she said, before walking out of Sickbay and towards the turbolift. (reply Williams, Smith, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith - 1852) She got up from the table and pulled her uniform tunic straight down. "I'm not dying, am I, doc?" she asked playfully. Andrew still had the caffine whizzing round his system. It took him a few seconds to realise that Chenoll was joking. he shook his head and smiled. "Not any quicker than the rest of us." She smiled, "Great to hear. If you'll excuse me, I think there is a sonic shower in my quarters that is calling my name," she said. Andrew grinned again. "Be my gest I would not want to deprive you from your sonic shower any longer." "Doc," said Chenoll as she passed Andrew "'Agent' Smith," Andrew watched as Chenoll left sickbay. he turned to Jo. "She seems a nice lady." Jo just looked blankly at him. ~aw well. lets get another drink before I fall asleep.~ (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith 1859) Andrew walked over to the replicator again. "Caffine suppliment nomber 348." He took the cup and walked back into his office. Jo followed in and took up her stance leaning agenst the wall. she still wore board expression. Andrew shook his head and drank from his cup. he was exhasted and fell into his chair. He realised that although the caffine would kick start his system it was the crashes he hated. he realy needed some proper sleep but he could only get cat naps. the longest he could sleep at one go was about one REM cycle about 90 minutes and that was if he was lucky. he picked the PADD up with Chenol medical report. he glanced through it and noted a few points. he then down loaded it in to the computer. he took another drink and felt the caffine was through his system. he desperatly wanted to sleep but new that if he did he would end up screaming him self awake as he did every time he slept. the nightmaire was the same one he had, had since he was 21. he had seen many greaf counsolers before and during the acadamy. they had helped to lessen his surviver guilt but not the nightmaires. he sipped at the drink. the only thing that helped him was high doses of caffine so that he would not sleep or high doses of sedatives so that he would not dream. Both offered there problems but he would rather be awake and tired then not able to wake up. he got up got himself another drink and sat down again. Jo had not moved or looked in his direction. Now on top of all that he had sister for a trater. he realy needed to talk to David. he accessed his PADD and found that David had a free space in his schedule. NRPG: hope this is okay Kevin RPG: He got up and looked at Jo "Agent Smith. I'm going to see the Counsellor. you better come. You can put it in your report." He did not wait for a reply as he left his office. (reply none) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 1906) It was getting rather late, and David had just finishing the formal psych report on Ensign Guliford. He thought about grabbing some of his wine and going down to the holodeck and having dinner with a lovely young holographic date. The problem with being the ship's counselor, is that it was often... difficult, to become romantically attached with a member of the crew. Taxia solved this problem by having holographic dates... even if his wine was half drunk by a holographic woman. He looked up and saw Dr. Williams... Andrew, enter his office, followed by a mysterious woman. Taxia eyed them both. "Hello David. I hope I'm not disturbing you?" Andrew asked. "Not at all, Andrew. Is this a medical division meeting?" David asked. Andrew, being the Chief Medical Officer, was the head of the Medical division, and theoretically was Taxia's boss. "It's a personal visit. I have a few issues I wanted to bore with you, if you have the time," Andrew asked. "Oh sure, Andrew," David said. Rising from his desk and walked over to the replicator. "Can I get you and your guest anything to drink?" he asked. "Thank you, could I have a Lady Gray Tea. One more caffeine suppliant and I'll be bouncing off the walls," Andrew said. David smiled and looked to the woman. She shook her head. David politely smiled and turned to the replicator. "Computer, Lady Gray Tea, hot, and Coffee, French Villina blend," David ordered. The computer chirped, and a tea cup and a coffee mug appeared. David took them both, handed one to Andrew before maneuvering his way back to his seat. "David, this is Agent Smith from the SFI. I'll explain, but you might have already heard from the rumors. They fly around at warp speed," Andrew said. David sipped his coffee. "Ah... I've heard mentions of a SFI agent on board, nothing solid, though," David said. "She is here because my sister is a traitor. SFI don't trust me, so they put Agent Smith aboard. She has to report on my activites and to make sure that I am not one as well," "Ah. Interesting..." Taxia said. ~I've got to talk to T'Vhor about this... Andrew should be allowed to have some moments of privacy in this office...~ he thought. "How do you feel about your sister being a turn-coat?" David asked. "Well how do you think I would feel about it. Rightly pissed. Since, my parents passing she was the only family I had left. I know I did not see her very much or at all but at least I had some one. Now I am alone," "I see... How have you been recently? David asked quietly. "Its been a very long couple of days. first finding out about my sister. then dealing with the Captian. I've had not slept for the 16 hours and that was only half an hour. The last couple of day were only when I had a few minutes here and there," "Oh man, that doesn't sound very good. How are the nightmares?" David asked. "Yes I'm still having the nightmares. That does not help because I awake more tired then when I started," Andrew said. "What about sedatives, Andrew? You have to get some sleep," David pleaded. "I know there has been talk about taking sedatives but what if there is a Medical emergency. I won't be about to concentrate if I'm half asleep," "Ah. Well, what about caffeine?" Taxia joked. "I know that Its the same with the caffeine but it is the lesser of two evils," Andrew said. David nodded. "Well, you already know what I'm going to say. Get some sleep, try a light sedative," he said. (reply Williams) "As for this SFI business," David said, taking a glance at Agent Smith, "I'm sure it will get cleared up when. After all, if you aren't a traitor then you have nothing to fear," David said, smiling. (reply Williams, Smith, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith - 1907) Andrew nocked on the door and entered. he saw David at his desk going through some PADDS. "Hallo David I hope I'm not desturbing you?" (reply Taxia) "Its a personal visit. I have a few issues I wanted to bore you with if you have the time" (reply Taxia) "Thank you, could I have a Lady Gray Tea. one more caffine suppilant and I'll be bouncing off the walls." NRPG: there you go Kevin you can offer me a drink :) RPG: Andrew looked round at Jo. she was standing by the door with her board expression. she shook her head. he douted she was anything but. he took the seat and the tea he was offered. "David this is Agent Smith from the SFI. I'll explain but you might have already heard from the rumers they fly around at warp speed." (reply Taxia) "She is here because my sister is a trator. SFI don't trust me so they put Agent Smith aboard. she has to report on my activites and to make shoure that I am not one as well." (reply Taxia) Andrew sipped the tea. "Well how do you think I would feel about it. Rightly pissed. sinse my parents passing she was the only family I had left. I know I did not see her very much or at all but at least I had some one. Now I am alone." (reply Taxia) Andrew sighed "Its been a very long couple of days. first finding out about my sister. then dealing with the Captian. I've had not sleeped for the 16 hours and that was only half an hour. The last couple of day were only when I had a few minutes here and there." (reply Taxia) "Yes I'm still having the nightmaires. that dose not help because I awake more tired then when I started." (reply Taxia) Andrew shook his head. "I know there has been talk about taking sedatives but what if there is a Medical emergancy. I won't be about to conentrate if I'm half asleep." (reply Taxia) "I know that Its the same with the Caffine but it is the lesser of two evils." (reply Taxia) (reply Taxia, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Counselor's Office - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith - 1911) David nodded. "Well, you already know what I'm going to say. Get some sleep, try a light sedative," he said. Andrew finished his tea. "Yes I'll give it a go. some sleep is better then not sleep a suppose." "As for this SFI business," David said, taking a glance at Agent Smith, "I'm sure it will get cleared up when. After all, if you aren't a traitor then you have nothing to fear," David said, smiling. Andrew nodded "Thanks David I appreshiate the chat. I'll let you enjoy the rest of your evening." Andrew got up and left the Counselor's Office. he did not notice the frown that ha appeared on Jo's face. she had alot to think about. Agent Johnson would be interested. (reply Any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 1923) David stood outside the Ready Room and pressed the door chime. He waited for a reply.... NRPG: Assuming T'Vhor says come.... you know the drill RPG: (reply T'Vhor) Once allowed entry, David walked in, and pulled two PADDs out from behind him. "Sir, first off, this is my report on crew morale. It above-average. Pretty damn good considering the captain was mortally wounded, the chief engineer is a traitor, and we've got a Starfleet Intelligence agent stalking our medical officer," he said, with a sarcastic grin. He placed the PADD on the CO's desk. (reply T'Vhor) "Second off, its about that damn agent following Andrew... er... Dr. Williams. I think that when he is in my office, she should wait outside or something. That time is private, between me and him. Can't you talk to her? Get her to leave him alone?" Taxia pleaded. (reply T'Vhor) "And finally," Taxia said, smiling, "This is my official permission form to bring my wine collection aboard, which that Communist Security Chief of yours is keeping locked up," Taxia said, grinning. He placed the PADD on T'Vhor's desk and waited his reaction. (reply T'Vhor, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - CO T`Vhor - 19:24) This had certainly been a very long day indeed, even though T`Vhor was technically off duty it seemed that he had not once left his office what with all the comings & goings he had endured just recently. For a moment or two though, the Commander had closed his eyes, his mind drifting elsewhere just for a while. A sloping green verge, a river, a woman dipping her hand into the calming water as she tried to touch the small fish swimming to & fro therein. T`Vhor knew the scene well, it had been programmed into the holodeck already & it depicted a scene on Bajor in which he had often spent time with his wife Krysta. The scene never once failed to move his Betazoid side for it had been her favourite place before her death. In an instance however the image was gone as the chime to the ready room sounded once again.... T`Vhor opened his eyes & sat upright in his chair, then he bade the intruder, which actually turned out to be the Councellor, enter. Taxia was imediately before him, two PADDS at the ready like some eager schoolboy producing reports for his teacher. "Sir, first off, this is my report on crew morale.", said Taxia beginning his rhetoric. "It is above average. Pretty damn good considering the captain was mortally wounded, the chief engineer is a traitor, and we've got a Starfleet Intelligence agent stalking our medical officer,", said the Councellor as he placed the PADD`s onto the CO's desk. "We have a second to none crew Mr Taxia", said T`Vhor, "I would not expect moral to be anything other than what it is", he added. "They are baring up well" "Second off, its about that damn agent following Andrew... er... Dr. Williams. I think that when he is in my office, she should wait outside or something. That time is private, between me and him. Can't you talk to her? Get her to leave him alone?", said the Councellor. T`Vhor took a deep breath at the very mention of the SFI officer, she was beginning to be a pain in the proverbial neck & he was more than just a little agitated at even having the woman on board. "I have already instructed Agent Smith not to interfere with the Doctors duties", said T`Vhor. "I do however agree that the Doctors privacy should be maintained, I will speak to her again", he added. "And finally,", said the Councellor with a smile, "This is my official permission form to bring my wine collection aboard, which that Communist Security Chief of yours is keeping locked up,", he added as he placed yet another PADD onto the desk for the CO`s perusal. T`Vhor raised an eyebrow at the Councellors almost agressive remarks in regards his security chief. "Communist?", said T`Vhor, "If you are referring to Lieutenant Vasilyovna`s country of origin, then surely you must know that this particular form of governing body was abolished in the early 21st century Mr Taxia", said T`Vhor. "Communism is no more & as such is of no relevance", he added, "the matter of your wine however does indeed have relevance", said T`Vhor as he picked up the offered PADD to read through the article he was being drawn attention to. "You should have reported this shipment beforehand Councellor", said T`Vhor, "you know the regulations regarding alcohol", he added. (Reply Taxia) "Nonetheless, it should have been cleared beforehand", said T`Vhor, "Lieutenant Vasilyovna was correct in confiscating it until this was looked into further, under the circumstances however, you may of course have your wine but you will drink it only whilst off duty & in moderation", he added. (Reply Taxia) "As ships Councellor it is one of your requirements that you or one of your staff be available to any crew member when needed", said T`Vhor, "this wine of yours is not synthehol, it is true alcohol & as such it will render you incapable of performing your duties if imbibed in excess", he added. (Reply Taxia) "You may collect your wine from Security but you will use it wisely & in a manner befitting a starfleet officer is that understood?", said T`Vhor. (Reply Taxia) "Then the matter is closed", said T`Vhor as the Councellor headed off out the door with a cheshire cat like smile fixed firmly upon his face. (Reply Taxia, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - CO T`Vhor - 19:30) T`Vhor was now standing near to one of the observation windows looking out into the interior of Starbase 375, his hands clasped behind his back as he contemplated LoDona`s recent Communique. The file on their new FO was still visible on the console screen he had been viewing earlier & it had shown him to be somewhat of a practical joker. T`Vhor pondered that fact just for a while, there would be no room for jokes at this most important juncture of the war & he hoped that the Lieutenant would be able to perform his duties without resorting to the humourous pranks he had become known for. Putting the notion aside however, another matter imediately entered the Commander`s head causing him to breath deeply in responce before tapping at his combadge. "T`Vhor to Agent Smith, if you can spare the time I would like a word with you in my ready room", said T`Vhor. (Reply Smith) "At your own convenience Agent Smith, I am quite sure that the Doctor will not plant any explosives in the short time you will be away from him", said T`Vhor. (Reply Smith) "Understood, T`Vhor out", said the Commander as he closed the channel & awaited the arrival of the somewhat overzealous SFI agent. (Reply Smith, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 1932) "Communist? If you are referring to Lieutenant Vasilyovna`s country of origin, then surely you must know that this particular form of governing body was abolished in the early 21st century Mr. Taxia," T'Vhor said. Taxia smiled inwardly. The mostly Vulcan CO didn't get his humor. "Communism is no more and as such is of no relevance, the matter of your wine however does indeed have relevance," T'Vhor said. Taxia nodded and looked at the CO. "You should have reported this shipment beforehand Councellor. You know the regulations regarding alcohol," T'Vhor said, scolding David. "Sir, I was going to clear it once I had brought it aboard," Taxia explained. "Nonetheless, it should have been cleared beforehand. Lieutenant Vasilyovna was correct in confiscating it until this was looked into further, under the circumstances however, you may of course have your wine but you will drink it only whilst off duty & in moderation," T'Vhor said. "Yes, sir. I understand completely of the rules," Taxia said, nodding. "As ships Councellor it is one of your requirements that you or one of your staff be available to any crew member when needed. This wine of yours is not synthehol, it is true alcohol & as such it will render you incapable of performing your duties if imbibed in excess," T'Vhor explained. "You may collect your wine from Security but you will use it wisely & in a manner befitting a starfleet officer is that understood?," T'Vhor asked. "Crystal clear, sir..." Taxia said, grinning. ~Yeah, Crystal like my wine glass...~ Taxia thought about joking, however, his communist joke didn't go over so well, he assumed this would go over even worse... T'Vhor dismissed him, and Taxia went off to retrieve his wine collection. (reply none, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - Agent Smith - 19:33) =^=T`Vhor to Agent Smith, if you can spare the time I would like a word with you in my ready room=^= Andrew looked up from his PADD to see Jo pause for a moment. A look of suprise flashed across her face. "I'm in the middle of something Commander." ~Yes watching me for hours on end~ =^=At your own convenience Agent Smith, I am quite sure that the Doctor will not plant any explosives in the short time you will be away from him=^= Andrew looked down at the PADD so that Jo could not see him smile. ~go for it Mr T'Vhor~ "I'll be right there Commander." =^=Understood, T`Vhor out=^= Andrew looked back at Jo. "look Agent Smith I'm going to take Mr Taxia's advice and have a little kip." Jo just gave him a sturn look as she left. Andrew finished the report and then put the PADD on to the desk. he opened his medikit and took out a small hypospray. he checked the contence and then slipped it into his pocket. he then got up and left his office. As he was crossing sickbay Douwsy came over to him. "So has Agent Smith been ordered to see the Captian?" Andrew sighted and shook his head. "Douwsy you know it's not nice to easdrop on other peoples convisation." "I hope she gets sent away. its not right that this is happening to you." Andrew put his hand up. "Douwsy. there is not alot I can do about it. Agent Smith is here and we're going to have to deal with it. I'm going for a kip. I'm going to use a light sedative to keep trying untill i'm awake okay." Douwsy nodded. ~Good at last I can get a quick brake~ Andrew turned and quickly headed for his quarters. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre-Personal Quarters-ACSO Lt. Yayla Nollys-19:33) "I can't believe this! I finally find someone I could possibly get attached to, and he walks out on me!" Yayla screamed, taking off her boots and throwing them as hard as she could against the wall. [Thud thud thud] 'Keep it down over there!' Rolling her eyes, that was the second time in the last two days her neighbor had pounded on the wall and told her to keep it down. Yayla supposed he was probably right, but nevertheless it ticked her off. As she put her head in her hands, she sat there like that for about a minute before sighing deeply and getting up. Walking into her bedroom, she disrobed and headed straight for the shower. Powering it on, she stood there and let the water drip from her head, over her shoulders, over her breasts, and eventually reaching her toes. The hot water made her feel better, but not much. Quickly finishing up, she stepped out and put her night clothes on. "Computer, play..." She paused, thinking about what she wanted to hear. "...Play something from Bajor....something like rock," she stated. She didn't know exactly what she was in the mood for, yet she did. It took the computer a minute before finally randomly selecting something for her to listen to. The song sounded to be something of a march...whatever it was, it was loud and she knew she should adjust the volume. ~Better do it before crabby over there complains,~ she thought. Adjusting the volume, she then took a look around her room. There were shoes, clothes and other various items laying everywhere trashing up her floor. Yayla sighed, this had been a bad day and she really didn't feel like picking up her quarters, but knew she'd have to eventually. "I'll save that particular honor for tomorrow," she said to herself, then sat down at her computer. She needed to do something to relax before going off to bed. (Reply: Any, none) (Posted by: Stacey) (USS Spectre - Turbolift - Agent Smith - 19:35) ~I can't beleave he wants to talk to me. I bet the bloody counsoler complaned. It's my job if they don't like it tought~ Jo looked closely at the PADD that she was carring. she saw the blip that represented Dr Williams head for his quarters. ~good the tracker they gave him worked~ She put the PADD away and lissened to the hum of the turbolift. (Reply None) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Agent Smith - 19:37) As the Jo walked onto the bridge. she felt the cheery atmosphere dissapear. ~Well it could be worse~ She crossed over to the Captain's ready Room. ~lets get this over with.~ (Reply None) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Security Center - COUNS - Lt. (JG) David Taxia - 19.38) David strolled into the center and walked to the Ensign on duty. "Excuse me, ensign. The capt-..." Taxia interrupted himself, "The Commanding Officer, has just allowed me to collect my wine collection, so please hand it over, if you will," Taxia said, smiling, his voice never becoming angry or upset. "Well...." the ensign said, and glanced down at a computer console. Taxia just smiled, and didn't lose his cool. "Why don't you ask T'Vhor?" Taxia suggested? "Well, I should to Lt. Vasilyova!" he said, before Taxia could recommend otherwise, he was already off tapping his comm badge. "Davies to Vasilyova," he stated. =/\= Go ahead, Ensign, =/\= she said. Taxia moaned quietly at the sound of her voice. "Sir, I have the counselor here, demanding his wine. He says the Captain has ok'ed it," Davies explained. There was a slight pause, Taxia feared the worse. =/\= I'm on my way, Ensign, =/\= she said, and the channel closed. Taxia rolled his eyes. "You didn't have to do that, Ensign," Taxia said, some what disappointed. It would be tomorrow by the time he had a glass. "Sir, I only do has I'm told, and-" Davies was interrupted. "You COULD of asked T'Vhor! Then I would be out of-...." Taxia said, raising his voice at the Ensign, then, the *lovely* Lt. Vasilyova entered the security center, and right in the middle of Taxia's rant. ~Things have gone from bad to worse...~ Taxia though to himself. "I'll take it from here, Ensign," she said to Davies, who nodded and went back to some other duty. "Good evening, Lt. Vasilyova! You are looking wonderful tonight. I do expect you'd get my wine, so I can rather have a nice glass after a hard day on duty...." Taxia said, smiling and leaning forward. "You can have it shortly, Counselor," she said, before turning and heading to the small section of the security center that contained a desk and a few chairs. This was Vasilyova's "office". David was glad he had an actual office... with four walls, and a ceiling, and privacy. Vasilyova sat at her desk and checked through some files on her desk terminal. She smiled and looked up at him, "Umm, it seems you are correct, Mr. Taxia." "Ah.... will you give them to me now.... Lieutenant?" David said, returning the smile. She didn't say a word, however, stood up and walked over to a secured door and entered a code into the keypad, and upon the opening of the door, she grabbed the Ferengi cargo crate and lifted it onto her desk. "Your baby is safe and sound, Counselor, but please, when you play with it, do so in the manner prescribed by the Captain will you," she added. David smiled and gave a playful nod. "I do not want to have to come and arrest you for being drunk whilst on duty," Vasilyova said in a sarcastic manner. Taxia grinned and placed two hands on the crate. "Aye, Yelena, but who would arrest me if you and I were both drunk?" he said, with a playful wink, before lugging his crate out the door. (reply none, any) (Posted by Kevin "Exams Teh Suck" Schram) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - Agent Smith - 19:40) Jo entered the ready room. She saw T'Vhor standing by one of the observation windows looking out at Starbase 375. "You wanted to see me Commander." (reply T'Vhor) Jo leveled ger gaze at T'Vhor and kept her voice hard. "Commander Dr Williams is under SFI investigation. he has not rights to privacy." (reply T'Vhor) "Commander this is my investigation and I'll conduct it how I feel fit." (reply T'Vhor) ~this is probably not the time to tell him about my new order~ "Commander my orders are to investigate Dr Williams to see if he is a dangerus threat to the 52nd Fleet. I will stop at nothing to ascertain the truth." (reply T'Vhor) Jo could feel the anger rise up in side her but she kept it in check. she portrade her icy exterior. "Commander I am not under your jurisdiction. I am a SFI Agent not a member of your crew. You cannot order me to stop my investigation." (reply T'Vhor) (reply T'Vhor , any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Deck 11 - Security Station Delta - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 19:40) After checking in with the Delta security team, Yelena checked their logs, noting as she did so that a security status alert had tripped in one of the quantum torpedo launch tubes. In itself it was probably nothing but a faulty sensor but protocol called for it to be investigated further & Yelena tapped at her combadge appropriately. "Vasilyovna to Ensign Guildford", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "I`m showing a security alert on deck 11 in the forward quantum torpedo pre-launch sub assembly, go check it out will you", said Yelena. (Reply Guildford) "It`s probably nothing but it needs to be checked out, the word has come down that we are launching at 22:00hrs, I don`t want the Spectre to go out without being sure that we have swept her clean of any traces of our sabatuers meddling", said Vasilyovna. (Reply Guildford) "Understood Ensign, Vasilyovna out", said Yelena as she closed the channel only to be imediately alerted of another communication. =/\=Davies to Vasilyovna=/\= "Go ahead Ensign", said Yelena after tapping at her badge. =/\=Sir, I have the councellor here demanding his wine, he say`s the Captain has okay`d it=/\= Yelena sighed & looked to the security officer manning Delta. "Keep me informed on that alert", she said as she turned & headed off down the coriddor. "I`m on my way Ensign", said Yelena as she closed the channel & entered the turbolift to return to the security centre. (Reply Guildford, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - CO T`Vhor - 19:41) "You wanted to see me Commander", came the familiar voice of the SFI Agent. T`Vhor turned about from the observation window to face the rather diminutive human female, her face one of cold indiference as she stood there unmoving under his gaze. "I did Agent Smith", said T`Vhor, "please", he added gesturing to the chair opposite his desk, "have a seat" Smith`s face didn`t shift one iota from it`s apparently set in stone, unsmiling appearance as she promptly moved to sit as directed. "Agent Smith.........", said T`Vhor pausing as though trying his level best to remain unphased by the womans harsh candor. "It has come to my attention that the way you are proceeding with your current duties regarding Doctor Williams is impinging somewhat upon the mans privacy", said T`Vhor. "Commander, Dr Williams is under SFI investigation. He has no rights to privacy.", said Smith bluntly. "Everyone has a right to privacy Agent Smith", said T`Vhor, "I would like you to respect Doctor Williams`s whilst you are investigating him", he added. "Commander this is my investigation and I'll conduct it how I feel fit.", said Smith. ~Damn this woman~ It was at times like these that the Commander wished he did not have a duality to his makeup. As a pure blood Vulcan he would not be feeling the increasing tension he was now feeling at the womans arrogant & unmoving stance, his Betazoid half however lacked that cold indiference & he felt himself now becoming agitated. "This may be your investigation Agent Smith but this is my ship & the Doctor is a member of my crew", said T`Vhor a little less than relaxed now. "Even a prisoner has certain rights & please...... let me remind you that the Doctor has not been found guilty of anything at this time, he is merely under suspicion nothing more", he added. "Commander my orders are to investigate Dr Williams to see if he is a dangerous threat to the 52nd Fleet. I will stop at nothing to ascertain the truth.", said Smith. "And you will carry out that duty with respect for my Chief medical officers privacy", said T`Vhor. "Otherwise I will put a stop to this fiasco forthwith, am I understood Agent Smith", he added a little more forcibly. "Commander I am not under your jurisdiction. I am an SFI Agent not a member of your crew. You cannot order me to stop my investigation.", said Smith. "No, I cannot", said T`Vhor, "but please remember that as long as you are on board this vessel, you will abide by the rules that govern us all, I have ordered the Doctor to comply with your wishes, the least you can do is respect his privacy", he added. "There is no need for you to be at his side all of the time, your orders are to observe the Doctor whilst he is on duty, you are not required to be at his side every single minute of his day", said T`Vhor. (Reply Smith) T`Vhor closed his eyes briefly at the womans insistence on being a general pain in the neck, then he opened them again, hoping against hope that the infernal Agent might have simply vanished into thin air. "Agent Smith", said T`Vhor resorting once again to a calm & ethical approach. "I am asking that you attend to your duties with a little more compassion, please... allow the man to breath, if you insist on following his every move I will have to insist that you are removed from this assignment", said T`Vhor. (Reply Smith) "If you wish, we can arrange for the computer to monitor the Doctors movements whilst you are not with him, you can then have access to the logs in order to see for yourself where he has been & what he has been doing during those times", said T`Vhor. (Reply Smith) Thankfully, the woman had melted just a little & for that T`Vhor was mildly relieved. "Thank you Agent Smith", said T`Vhor, "I will have new quarters assigned to you adjacent to the Doctors, hopefully that will be to your satisfaction", he added. (Reply Smith) T`Vhor then watched as the woman stood abruptly & left the room. (Reply Smith, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room -Agent Smith - 19:43) "There is no need for you to be at his side all of the time, your orders are to observe the Doctor whilst he is on duty, you are not required to be at his side every single minute of his day", said T`Vhor. "I have my orders Commander." Jo said coldly. "Agent Smith", said T`Vhor resorting once again to a calm & ethical approach. "I am asking that you attend to your duties with a little more compassion, please... allow the man to breath, if you insist on following his every move I will have to insist that you are removed from this assignment", said T`Vhor. ~like to see you try and do that~ Jo just stood there silently. "if you think that is nessary Commander." "If you wish, we can arrange for the computer to monitor the Doctors movements whilst you are not with him, you can then have access to the logs in order to see for yourself where he has been & what he has been doing during those times", said T`Vhor. Jo sighed mentally. She could realy do with out this. "That will be satisfactory Commander." Thankfully, the woman had melted just a little & for that T`Vhor was mildly relieved. "Thank you Agent Smith", said T`Vhor, "I will have new quarters assigned to you adjacent to the Doctors, hopefully that will be to your satisfaction", he added. "It will." With that she turned and left. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Corridor and Turbolift- ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 19:43) ~Well that went better than I thought it was going to, and now I get my toy back~ the thought brought a smile to James's face. He was walking back to the turbolift to go back to his duty station to finish up for hte day when the comm chirped. =^=Vasilyovna to Ensign Guildford=^= "Guildford here" James responded. =^=I`m showing a security alert on deck 11 in the forward quantum torpedo pre-launch sub assembly, go check it out will you=^= said the Lieutenant. "Aye sir", said James, at least his first shift wasn't boring he thought wryly. =^=It`s probably nothing but it needs to be checked out, the word has come down that we are launching at 22:00hrs, I don`t want the Spectre to go out without being sure that we have swept her clean of any traces of our sabatuers meddling=^= said Vasilyovna. "I'll check it out, I'm on my way now", The Ensign said contentendly. =^=Understood Ensign, Vasilyovna out=^= James walked to the turbolift and ordered it to deck eleven. It had just started moving when the lights shut off and all sense of motion stopped. ~What the?~ James tapped his comm badge. "Guildford to Engineering" =^= Engineering here, what can I do for you?=^= came the response. "Turbolift 314 just lost all power" James said, "I wouldn't normally mind so much except for the fact that I happen to be stuck in it right now." =^=Ooookay... How's that?=^= The engineer sounded bored. "How's what? Nothing happened. You gonna get me out here any time soon or should I call the transporter room?" =^=Don't bother calling for the transporters, they've all been shut down for maintenance. I'll get you an estimate, it may be a while though, looks like the whole wiring system blew over there.=^= "All the transporters are shut down?" James asked disbelievingly, "At once?" =^=Yup. Okay, looks like I can get the turbolift moving in about forty minutes. If you don't want to wait that long, I could get a crew over there to try to move you manually, but that would only shave about ten minutes off your time in there, and I really need them to work on the transporters, so looks like your stuck for now.=^= ~ Great. Just my luck. This shift has been the longest, wierdest one I have ever had, and I don't think it could get much worse than being stuck in a trubolift for forty minutes. ~ James thought. This assignment had turned out to be nothing like the one he had thought he would be getting. "Understood, work fast please." James said, trying to remain polite. ~ What the hell am I supposed to do in a turbolift in the dark by myself?~ (Reply None, Any) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Security Centre - TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 19:45) Upon walking into the security centre, Yelena imediately noted the Councellor arguing with Ensign Davies about that damn crate of his. If she hadn`t known better she would have sworn that the man was acting like an addict. Or an errant child!!!........ "I`ll take it from here Ensign", said Yelena as she appeared next the hastled, but somewhat relieved looking security officer. (Reply Taxia) "You can have it shortly Councellor", said Yelena moving off quickly towards her office with the Councellor himself in hot pursuit & acting not unlike an expectant father now. Yelena however, simply swung around her desk in order to sit down, then she accessed her console so as to confirm that what the Councellor was saying about it all now being authorised was actually the case. "Umm, it seems you are correct Mr Taxia", said Yelena with a smile. (Reply Taxia) Yelena threw the man a cursory glance & then she opened up the secured door set into the wall to lift the crate from within it & place it upon the desk in front of the now grinning Councellor. "Your baby is safe & sound Councellor", said Yelena jokingly, "but please, when you play with it, do so in the manner prescribed by the Captain will you", she added. "I do not want to have to come & arrest you for being drunk whilst on duty", said Yelena in a slightly sarcastic tone. (Reply Taxia) Yelena said nothing as she watched the man grab his crate & head off looking like the cat that had got the proverbial cream. She shook her head slowly & then she stood to close the door to the secured closet. (Reply Taxia, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Shuttlebay 1 - Lt Col Krige - 2001) Krige, in natural form, folded his shaggy arms behind him. He ached in ways that a humanoid would never quite understand, and he was constantly hungry as his body regenerated the loss mass that the blasted traitor had taken with him. It still hurt his pride that the man had gotten away, but not even a Xenolithe could fight a transporter beam. He'd gotten his orders in the last hour, and they were nothing like he had been lead to expect. They were just odd enough that he'd had to gather his recon squad together to deliver them. "Marines of Force Recon," he bellowed to the 14 men and women standing rigidly at attention as the bemused Chief of the Deck looked on. "We've gotten new orders; our time on Betazed is done. The war rages, we've seen that. People are dying, we've reported it. Traitors abound, we've killed them by the score. So. Who wants a vacation?" Not a single voice peeped. Krige looked hard at each of them before nodding his shaggy head. Just as it was exceptionally rare for a Colonel to be commanding something as small as a squad, so it was rare to see so many professionals in one group. Krige had hand-picked his squad to be the most dedicated, die-hard, gung-ho group of spies in This Man's Starfleet. He had members of Force Recon, former Combat Engineers, and a good mix of hard-core light-infantry fighters. All of them could move fast, and invisible. All of them had seen combat, and without exception... each had at least two ribbons for bravery. They had seen hell; they had spit in its eye. Most of them lived for the thrill of danger and combat, and all of them had enough experience not to die needlessly. They were just the sort of people he wanted to spy within the Federation. That's why he'd chosen them. "Good." He growled. "Because we're going to be digging deeper. For now, the Spectre is our chariot, she's going deep into the Federation and we're going to be her ground-pounding eyes. And in the mean time, we get to play heavy-security. We will protect this ship as if she were our infant." He looked around to his squad XO. "Yonad!" "Sir?" "Talk to the quartermaster, I want a marine staging center, even if it's a closet. And get all gear combat ready, retro-refit whatever you need from the Spectre's armory." "SIR!" Krige looked back at the rest of the squad, this time his voice was almost bass enough to rattle glass. "Men, what are we?" "MARINE RECON, SIR!" "What do we do?" "WE BUGGER EM FROM BEHIND, SIR!" Krige's shaggy mouth, filled with fangs, grinned at their age-old tradition. "And just how do we do that?" Fourteen mouths replied, "BY BEING DIRTY SNEAKY B*STARDS, SIR!" The Colonel nodded. "All hands, stand down until tomorrow morning. After that, boys and girls, we're back in the war! Diiismissed!" "RECON!" He watched the men disperse with a pardonable amount of pride. They were killers, every one, but their first duty was to sneak. And they did it well. He took a breath and tapped his badge, "Colonel Krige to Captain T'Vhor, are you free, Sir?" (reply: T'Vhor, any) (posted by Trout) (USS Spectre - Deck 14 - StratOps - CO T`Vhor - 20:02) Entering the StratOps centre, the Commanding Officer walked slowly along the grated gantry leading to the steps that would take him down & into the heart of the control room itself. This room had never once ceased to impress him with it`s massed array of strategic information being displayed across the many readouts & monitors that graced it`s walls & today was no different. To the untrained eye, a lot of it of course would have been meaningless garbage but to a seasoned tactician it spoke volumes. As T`Vhor walked slowly along the coriddor, he looked to the various screens taking in the information being displayed & then he stopped momentarilly next to the EPS/ODN access panel that had caused the unfortunate death of Lieutenant Commander Orde. The panel of course had now been completely replaced by the Starbase maintenance crew & it`s associated status indicators were green across the board as one of the aforementioned crewmen ran the last of the diagnostic routines upon it. "Captain", said the engineer upon noticing T`Vhor being there. The Vulcan hybrid simply nodded his acknowledgement & then continued on just as his communicator chirped into life. =/\=Colonel Krige to Captain T'Vhor, are you free, Sir?=/\= "Yes Colonel, what is it you require?", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige) "Understood, I`ll be there shortly", said T`Vhor as he closed the channel & turned about to. (Reply Krige, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 14 - Cargo bay 2- Agent Smith - 2005) Jo stood in the center of the cargo bay and relaxed. she slowly moved through set movements closly resembling Tai Chi. she felt her body and mind wander as the familiar movements took over. she had programed her PADD to beep if Andrew left his quarters so she was confident that she was able to have some time to her self. She went through different martial arts feeling her movements flow into one. ~this is good this is what I need~ "that's impresive." Jo froze. she turned to see a Marine standing by the door of the cargo bay. He smiled and nodded his head. "Go on I'm not stopping you." Jo tured and levelled her gaze at him. she was annoyed with her self for not hearing his entry. "Who are you." she demanded. He just stood ther smiling at her. "I'm Corpral Ferns and you must be Agent Smith." Jo glared at him. she hated feeling unprepared. she new nothing about him but it did not seam to be the other way around. "I say you do look a bit rusty Agent Smith but those are Corps moves. so were you a marine once." ~who the hell was he. must be one of Krige's unit.~ "Yes I was a Combat Engineer for the Flying Foxs. You must be Recon, Krige would have nothing else on Betazed." She saw a slight flicker of supprise which was then covered by his smile. "My aren't we knowlegable. You still are a bit rusty Agent Smith. I could give you a refresher course?" Jo smiled back. ~well this should be nice~ "You are welcome to try Corporal Ferns." ~remember he's recon. he'll be no push over~ "I though you might say that." Ferns's smile widening. She stepped back to give him room. he suddenly shot forward aiming for her chest. ~ow shit that's fast~ She blocked weakly and slid to her right letting the punch slide past. she snapped a punch and then a kick which he deflected. They stepped back and cycled each other. "Not bad Agent Smith. It looks like you didn't lose everything in the SFI." "Do you ever stop talking Corpral Ferns." He smiled at her again. Jo really wanted to smash his face in. ~keep cool he's just trying getting to get you angry~ "only when I'm teaching SFI a lession." He attcked again but this time she was ready. She blocked the flurry of attacks until a well aimed punch sneeked in and hit her chest. she moved with the punch and leapt back. she was bruized but nothing broken. "Come on Agent Smith is that all you have." ~I'll get you~ She attacked. he blocked her first punches but she got a well placed kick in his kidneys and then a punch to the ribs. he moved out of range still grinning with no sign of pain. "your learning Agent Smith but you still have a long way to go." "Tenshun." came a bellow from the cargo bay door. Corpral Ferns snapped to attention. Jo half started out of instinct then stopped. she turned to see MCO Krige stiding across the Cargo bay. (reply Krige) (reply Krige, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Shuttlebay - CO T`Vhor - 20:10) Heading for the shuttlebay, T`Vhor wondered what it was that the Colonel wished to see him about, he was relieved anyway that the mans cellular matrix was on the mend now & it was with some relief also that he now had control of the bizarre morphing his body had been going through whilst planetside. Entering the shuttlebay itself however, the man himself was to be seen seated upon a crate apparently waiting for T`Vhor`s arrival. Imediately he saw the Captain however, he was on his feet at attention. "At ease Colonel, I don`t think theres any need for formalities here", said T`Vhor as he moved towards the Colonel. "I just heard about the confirmation of your position, Congratulations Captain.", said Krige. "Thank you Colonel", said T`Vhor, "I would rather this promotion had not been due to the loss of Captain K'tell though if you want my honest opinion", he added. (Reply Krige, IYW) "So Colonel, what is it you wish to discuss?", said T`Vhor as he watched the Xenomorph loosen up in his stance to relax a little. "As my squad has been tasked to the Spectre, I have been tasked with finishing your command training and helping you plan special operations", said Krige. T`Vhor nodded once to indicate his acknowledgement. "This will necessitate, upon occasion, giving you instruction. I would like to state this will not, out of 'class', affect our relationship. I am your subordinate.", added Krige. "I understand Colonel, likewise I acknowledge your rank & your acceptance of my position of Captain", said T`Vhor, "I will endeavour to make myself available for this training when the time comes", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige, IYW) "I have been advised by 52nd fleet command to stand by for new orders, orders of a highly unusual nature in the very near future", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige) "All that I know is that we are to proceed to Pollux 5 to rendevouz with the shuttle carrying our new FO, we will receive detailed mission orders whilst en route there", said T`Vhor, "the moment I know more, you will know more", he added. (Reply Krige) "Understood Colonel, we are due to disembark Starbase 375 at 22:00hrs, if any of your men have plans to board the station, you best make sure they are back by then", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Shuttlebay - Krige - 20:13) "I understand Colonel, likewise I acknowledge your rank & your acceptance of my position of Captain", said T`Vhor, "I will endeavour to make myself available for this training when the time comes", said T`Vhor. The Marine simply nodded. "I have been advised by 52nd fleet command to stand by for new orders, orders of a highly unusual nature in the very near future", said T`Vhor. "I too, have been so informed." the Marine said. "All that I know is that we are to proceed to Pollux 5 to rendezvous with the shuttle carrying our new FO, we will receive detailed mission orders whilst en route there", said T`Vhor, "the moment I know more, you will know more", he added. "Absolutely, Sir." "Understood Colonel, we are due to disembark Starbase 375 at 22:00hrs, if any of your men have plans to board the station, you best make sure they are back by then", said T`Vhor. "Sir, we have no need." He looked around, they were alone. "Are you ready for your first command lesson, Sir?" (reply: CO) Krige paused a moment, "Now, for your first lesson in continued command training..." He went from a dead standstill immediately into a physical attack. He squated, shot out a foot, and pulled the legs out from under the new CO. Krige had long since read the man's record, he knew T'Vhor was a skilled martial artist. However, nobody could react well to an immediate attack by such a massive creature. With the Vulcan down, Krige reformed himself and created a membrane over the CO's body. The membrane was tight, tight enough that the vulcan couldn't move no matter how much he struggled... and struggle he did. "My first lesson, Commander, is never to be caught flat footed." He changed his face to look like that of his deceased wife, a cheap psychological shot, and then brought his/her face down to within inches of T'Vhors. "You are the captain of a small ship, you will always be in danger of being overwhelmed." he said in a female voice, a perfect copy from the federation records of his wife. "You will have to think smart, fast, and you must always keep strategy and tactics on your mind. We're in the midst of a dirty war of attrition, every situation is dangerous. Every crewmember a potential assassin, even your memories will be used against you." He bent the face closer to the part vulcan and brushed his/her lips very gently against his. He then moved his head beside T'vhors and talked softly against his ear, "And the only defense is to keep your wits about you. Never get caught flat-footed." (reply: CO) (posted by Trout) (USS Spectre - Shuttlebay - CO T`Vhor - 20:14) "Are you ready for your first command lesson, Sir?", said Krige in a matter of fact kind of way. The CO raised an eyebrow quizically, he hadn`t expected that one at all, he had assumed that these lessons would be taking place after they had left Starbase 375, but now was as good a time as any. "As ready as I`ll ever be I imagine", said T`Vhor. "Now, for your first lesson in continued command training...", said Krige as he imediately lashed out into a physical attack upon the Captain, bringing him down in a second due to the sheer mass of his body & strength. Imediately the CO began to fight back, his arms lashing out at Kriges exposed vulnerable belly but it was of no use, the creature that was Krige had quickly enveloped him in some kind of thick skin that tightened onto him in such a way as to prevent him from moving his arms or legs at all. "My first lesson, Commander, is never to be caught flat footed.", said Krige as he dealt the CO the cruelest of psychological blows that he could muster as he took on the physical appearance of his deceased wife Krysta. T`Vhor furrowed up his brow in responce, then he closed his eyes to the vision as Krige brought his face up close to the captains, his breath now condensing against his skin in the process. "You are the Captain of a small ship, you will always be in danger of being overwhelmed.", said Krige in an unnervingly accurate rendition of T`Vhors wife herself. "You will have to think smart, fast, and you must always keep strategy and tactics on your mind. We're in the midst of a dirty war of attrition, every situation is dangerous. Every crewmember a potential assassin, even your memories will be used against you.", said Krige as he pressed on the message with an almost insidious advance. "And the only defense is to keep your wits about you. Never get caught flat-footed.", said Krige in an almost smug tone. T`Vhor was not about to either. The Colonel was damn good there was no doubt about that but he had neglected to catch sight of the blade that the Captain had pulled from his boot as he fell to the floor. He also neglected to see that the point of that blade was now pushing upwards through the membranous coating that held T`Vhor prisoner & in an instance, the skin parted under it`s tautness as the blade sheered it decisively. T`Vhor wasted no time at all in rolling back & away from Kriges current female form, then as the Colonel moved to counter the Captains escape, T`Vhor had rolled again to position himself directly beneath him & between his splayed legs with the sharp point of the blade directed at his groin. "And what is your defence Colonel Krige", said T`Vhor breathing heavilly now due to the energy he had just expended. Krige stood still & said nothing as T`Vhor pushed further on the blade to cause a small tear to appear in the material covering his upper thigh. "You may look & sound like her Colonel but the illusion is illogical", said T`Vhor. "My wife is no longer alive, I would have no more trouble running you through with this knife in that form than I would if you were in any other form", he added. (Reply Krige, IYW) "Never assume to use those from my past against me", said T`Vhor a little more firmly now as he stood up quickly to face the Colonel as he once again returned to the form he had held before he had changed into the form of Krysta. "Believe me Colonel, that will not happen again", said T`Vhor. (Reply Krige) (posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 10 - Turbolift - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 20:18) The lights came back on in the turbolift and it began to move again, James opened one eye, moaning. The doors slid open and two engineering crewmen stood outside and stared down at him with big grins on their faces. "Catch you napping?" one asked. "Not much else to do in a turbolift when your by yourself is there?" James asked, standing up. "Thanks guys, I appreciate it." "Just doing our job." the other crewman, a Vulcan, stated. James just nodded and continued on to the torpedo bay. (reply none) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 11 - Forward Quantum Launcher - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 20:25) James was taking his time to complete his assignment, not that it was all his fault, he hadn't caused the turbolift to shut down after all. His shift was almost over, and if he took his time in the launch bay checking out the alert, he could drag it out just long enough for his shift to be over. He walked through the doors and noticed an officer and a crewman at the end of the compartment. He recognised the officer, it was Ensign Tagliani. NRPG:Note that I am establishing Ensign Tagliani's presence on the ship now, so when I make her an SPC in the future, she is already established as coming on board and no one has to jump through hoops to get her aboard. She and James know each other from the academy, and she was one of his classmates he helped escape to LaDona's side of the lines. RPG: "Hey Julia. What are you doing here?" James asked. He was curious what a science officer was doing in the torpedo bays. "Uuuuuhh, what?" she asked, turning to look at James. "Oh! Hey James! I was ordered to 'familiarize myself with the ships systems'". she said in a mock deep voiced accent. "And while crewman Giles was showing me around, I noticed this. I picked it up and it set off the security alerts. I can't make heads or tails of it, what do you think?" she asked, tossing the object to James. James looked at it. It was brown, baseball sized, but with seemingly randomly placed flat sides. He couldn't tell what it was at first, then he noticed the notches and realised it was a diode. "What did you do? Pull the diode out of one of the warheads?" he asked Tagliani. She nodded. "Yeah. I thought it was a regular diode at first, but then I looked at another one and realised this one is different. It isn't the right diode for a quantum torpedo. It looks like it goes to a photon torpedo, actually," "It does at that." James said, cocking his head to the side while he thought. Then he turned it over, saw the power source and recognised it. ~OH CRAP~ "Get down!" James yelled running to the door, pulling his badge off and sticking it to the object as he went. He made sure the hall was empty before rolling the diode into the hall. "Guildford to transporter room, security alert! Lock on to my signal and beam it three hundred meters off th..." the explosion threw him backwards into the torpedo bay. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre – Bridge – OPS Ens(Jg) Aiden Kiera – 2030) Kiera walked in to the bridge and glanced around. ~It was quiet, too quiet,~ she thought and chuckled. She just couldn’t resist. She knew that most of the crew were back from their shore leave, after the message she sent out earlier, although a few stragglers were still enjoying the pleasures of the Starbase. They were probably glad for the time off, but she couldn’t wait to get underway again. She knew T’Vhor must have their mission orders by now, because the crew manifest told her some interesting things. For one, the full complement of marines were still aboard, and that was unusual. Marines were normally assigned for only one mission at a time, which means they wouldn’t normally stay aboard. Their presence would mean that they were specifically required for the upcoming mission, which could only mean one thing: danger. No pre-set courses had been set, though, so Kiera had no idea where the Spectre could be heading. Kiera sat down at her station and gave all systems a quick once-over. Everything was fine, on the surface. Maybe a more in-depth probe? Don’t be silly, she chided herself, knowing she had done all the necessary checks. She was just bored and wanted something to do. ~Maybe now would be a good time to see the Doctor,~ she thought, already hating herself for doing so. Still, she knew she had to go at some stage. She quickly sent a message to all department heads to report any operational or systems problems they might have and left the bridge. (Reply None) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - Main Engineering - CO T`Vhor & TAC/SC Yelena Vasilyovna - 20:35) The sound had been muffled when they had heard it, both men however stopped talking instantly as the computer initiated an explosion alert throughout the ship. Instantly T`Vhor tapped at his combadge to open a channel to the bridge. "Captain to bridge, what the hell is going on?", cried T`Vhor in a typically un Vulcan manner. (Reply any on bridge) "Is it contained, are there any casualties?", said T`Vhor already walking towards the exit from main engineering. (Reply any on bridge) "Get a medical & repair team to deck 11 imediately, I`m on my way there now", said T`Vhor as he quickened his pace & left Engineering. "Inform Starbase command of our situation, I want damage reports & estimations on repair times as soon as they are available", said T`Vhor entering turbolift two as he spoke. "And silence that alert", he added. (Reply any on bridge) "Deck 11", said T`Vhor & the turbolift began it`s upwards assent. "T`Vhor to Vasilyovna", said T`Vhor after tapping his combadge once again to open another channel. =/\=Vasilyovna here sir, I`m on it as we speak=/\= "Do we know what happened Lieutenant?", said T`Vhor. =/\=All we know is that there was some kind of a detonation in the corridor outside the Quantum torpedo launch bay sir, initial indications are of minimal damage=/\= "Secure the area Lieutenant, I want to know exactly what happened & why within the hour, T`Vhor out", said T`Vhor just as the turbolift doors opened before him. (Reply Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre - Deck 11 - Forward Quantum torpedo bay - CO T`Vhor - 20:36) Thankfully, the explosion had not been a large one but the interior wall coverings were a blackened mess outside the launch bay itself. A small price to pay though considering the mess it could have caused if it had been within the launch bay itself. The thought didn`t bear thinking about... When T`Vhor had arrived on the scene though, there was clearly one crewman down, the new man Ensign Guildford who was currently lying upon the floor unconscious & being tended to by Ensign Tagliani. NRPG: I`m going to speak for Tagliani a little here James as she`s not technically your SPC at this time, hope you don`t mind. RPG: "Ensign Tagliani, in your own words please", said T`Vhor. "As far as we can tell sir, someone has tampered with the warhead Diodes", said Tagliani standing briefly to speak with the Captain, "I discovered that one had been transposed..... Ensign Guildford saved our lives sir, I want that on the record", said Tagliani. "Noted Ensign, a security team will arrive shortly, you are to remain here & explain what has happened", said T`Vhor. "Sir, I was going to accompany Ensign Guildford to sickbay sir....If I may I would like to do that", said Tagliani. T`Vhor looked about the launch bay & then pondered the Ensigns request as Guildford stirred & began coming round again. "You may accompany him to sickbay", said T`Vhor, "but I want you to report to security the moment you are done", said T`Vhor. "Aye sir", said Tagliani as she looked down at Ensign Guildford who by now had opened his eyes fully regardless of the fact that he remained clearly disorientated. "Sit still, I think you have a concussion", said Ensign Tagliani as she continued to tend the injured Guildford as he attempted to voice his concerns for them all. "I know, I know, lay still and I'll tell you. The torpedo bay is fine, and since the corridor you just bombed was on the outside of the ship, all that happened was a minor hull breach. Nothing that can't be fixed on the road." said Tagliani reassuringly. T`Vhor left the two crewmen briefly as he moved off into the launch bay with the remaining officer to take a look around for himself. Thankfully, it appeared that none of the blast had damaged anything within it & for that he was greatly relieved as he returned to the launch bay entrance once again. "A medical team is on the way for you", said Tagliani as she continued speaking with Ensign Guildford to explain what had happened to him. T`Vhor noted the arrival of the medics as they advanced down the coriddor towards them, then he left them to their task in hand as he headed off for the bridge & the reports that he knew he would now have to make in regards all of this. (Reply None, Any) (Posted by Alan Reading) NRPG: From this point on, Tagliani can still tell the remaining crewman to wait for the arrival of the security team as already stated in James`s post. (USS Spectre - Deck 11 - Forward Quantum Launcher - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 20:37) When he came to everything was out of focus, but Tagliani was there sitting next to him. "Wha?" James moaned. He couldn't talk. "Sit still, I think you have a concussion", Julia said matter-of-factly. "I know, I know, lay still and I'll tell you. The torpedo bay is fine, and since the corridor you just bombed was on the outside of the ship, all that happened was a minor hull breach. Nothing that can't be fixed on the road." she said. "A medical team is on the way for you, but apart from some minor burns and the concussion, you're fine too. Stay awake!" she added poking him in the side to keep him awake. The medical team arrived and put James on a stretcher to haul him off to sick bay. James heard Tagliani tell the crewman to stay here to tell the security team what happened and to let them know she was going to sickbay with James if they needed her statement. (Reply None) (Posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 15 - Stellar Cartography - Agent Smith - 20:45) Jo had decided to find some where quiet after the ear bashing she had gotten from Krige. she shook her head. "he'll never be a Rear Echelon Malevolent Frellhead." she muttered to herself. He had said some nasty things which put work on Spectre into perspective. Her PADD pinged and she glance down on at it. ~looks like the good doctor is on the move~ she got up and headed out of the door. (Reply none) (Posted by Robbie gray) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – OPS Ens(Jg) Aiden Kiera – 2050) The doors to sickbay slid open quietly and Kiera stepped through. She couldn’t see Dr Williams, so she crossed to nurse seated at a nearby computer console. “Ens Aiden to see Dr Williams for my routine medical,” she said by way of introduction. “Oh,” nurse Douwsy replied. “I’m afraid Dr Williams is on a break in his quarters right now.” “I’ll come back later, then,” Kiera said, somewhat relieved. “No need,” a voice came from the door. “Wouldn’t want to miss this opportunity, would we?” Dr Williams entered sickbay. (Reply Williams, ALL) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - Sickbay - CMO - Williams - 2051) As he entered he saw Kiera talking to Douwsy. I'll come back later, then," Kiera said “No need,” “Wouldn’t want to miss this opportunity, would we?” =^= Medical emergency on deck 11, forward quantum launcher. There has been a explosion. I need medical help imediatly =^= Andrew stopped what he was going to say and turned to Marshal. "get a stretcher down there. I'll meet you." He saw her and a crewman leave sickbay at a sprint. he grabbed his medkit as he tapped his comm badge. "Dr Williams to transporter room 1 I need a site to site transport to deck 11, forward quantum launcher." Andrew felt him self being gripped by the trapsorter. (Reply None) (Posted by Robbie gray) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – OPS Ens(Jg) Aiden Kiera – 20:52) “No need,” a voice came from the door. “Wouldn’t want to miss this opportunity, would we?” Dr Williams entered sickbay. Just then, all hell broke loose. A message came in that someone had been injured badly. Not wanting to wait, Williams immediately ordered a site-to-site transport, shimmered briefly, and disappeared, leaving a bemused Kiera behind. Just as she was about to leave sickbay, however, Dr Williams shimmered into view again. Kiera idly wondered if the Captain approved of this seemingly casual use of the transporter systems. “Nothing too serious,” he said. “Our patient will be arriving shortly. Nurse Douwsy.” With that, the medical started prepping their equipment for the incoming patient. Kiera decided to hang around, seeing what else might develop. She didn’t have to wait long, as Ensign Guildford was stretchered into sickbay. He had some bad burns, but it didn’t look too serious. The medical team immediately started working and it amazed Kiera at how quickly they treated the Ensign. It wasn’t long before Guildford was fully conscious as well, exchanging banter with the Doctor. Kiera crossed to him. “We haven’t met. I’m Ensign Aiden,” she said. “And you’re Ensign Guildford, our new, somewhat gung-ho ASC. How did you manage that?” Kiera pointed at his burns. Guildford quickly related his story, leaving Kiera stunned and angry. How did her scans miss that? She should have seen it, she knew, and it upset her that she didn’t. More importantly, though, who would’ve planted the bomb? She thought they had gotten rid of the saboteur. Kiera was determined to find out. No one makes a fool of her. (Reply Guildford, Williams, Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - deck 11 - forward quantum launcher - CMO - Williams - 2053) Andrew materialised on deck 11 beside the forward quantum launcher. He saw the body of an Ensign lying on the floor. He saw Ensign Tagliani was beside him. he pulled out his tricorder and quickly scanned the ensign. ~hmm no internal damage. organs and neuro looks okay. slight damage to his tracheal wall but other then the burns and the headache he'll should survive~ Andrew looked up to see Marshal and the crewman arrive. "get him on the stretcher and get him back." "Dr Williams to transporter room 1. One to transport to sickbay." He could feel Marshals eyes daggering him as he demateriaised. ~I'm so going to regret that~ (Reply None) (Posted by Robbie gray) (USS Spectre - Deck 3 - Sick bay - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 20:54) Everything came into focus, but man did his head hurt. James was laying on a table in sickbay, his burns had been treated and now nothing but his head hurt, but he had been told he was out of danger, but don't move. "Hey Doc?" "Just a minute," said Tagliani "I'll get him." she said walking back into his office. "Dr. Williams? Your patient wants a word with you." Tagliani said (reply Williams) "You may as well give me my physical while I'm here, who knows the next time I'll be down here?", James said, quietly because his head still hurt, to the doctor as he came out of his office followed by a stern looking woman. (reply Williams) "Okay, but we'd better make it quick, I've got a feeling Security Chief's gonna want to talk to me pretty soon. James said with a grin. (reply Williams, any) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Deck 3 - Sick bay - CMO - Williams - 20:54) Andrew materialised back into his office and saw Douwsy and Aiden. "Nothing too serious," he said. "Our patient will be arriving shortly. Nurse Douwsy." He was about to say somehting else but at that moment Marshal arrived with Ensign Guildford. "I'll be there in a moment." She nodded and hurried over to Guildford. He grabbed a PADD that was lying on the desk. he scrowled through the data and realised that he had not gotten a medical report on Mr Guildford. "Dr. Williams? Your patient wants a word with you." Tagliani said Andrew looked up and saw Tagliani. ~At least I've got her medical report. that's some thing~ "Just coming." He followed Tagliani out of his office and over to Guildford. "You may as well give me my physical while I'm here, who knows the next time I'll be down here?", James said, quietly. "no problem but maybe next time don't get blown up first okay." He heard some one mutter somthing behind him. he turned to see Agent Smith standing behind him. "I'll be back in a moment." she said. "Okay no problem." He shrugged his shoulders as he saw her walk out of sickbay. ~she seams to be getting some humanity. so she is not all made of ice~ "Okay, but we'd better make it quick, I've got a feeling the Security Chief's gonna want to talk to me pretty soon. James said with a grin. Andrew groaned to himself. "Okay can I have your full name for the record." (reply Guildford) "Do you have any present conditions that I should know about?" (reply Guildford) "Do you have any past medical history." (reply Guildford) "Is there any conditions in your family that I should be aware about?" (reply Guildford) "Have you had any sexual relations presently with a member for yours or another species. Sorry have to ask that one." (reply Guildford) "Are you allergic to anything that you know of?" (reply Guildford) He glanced at the PADD. "Okay that looks like it. I'll leave you to get some rest." Andrew turned and headed back into his office. (reply Guildford, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Sick bay - Agent Smith - 20:55) She had eventually reached sickbay. Andrew's signal jumped to deck 11 and back again which meant that she took a longer detour than she had wanted. she saw Andrew talking to an ensign. "no problem but maybe next time don't get blown up first okay." ~damn must have been a device left by the saboteur. Spectre was supposed to be clean~ "bloody hell." she saw Andrew turn and look at her. "I'll be back in a moment." she said. "Okay no problem." Jo turned and hurried out of sickbay. (Reply none) (Posted by Robbie Gray) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – ATAC/ASC Ensign James Guildford – 20:56) As James looked around, fully concious Ensign Tagliani came back over to him. "Are you going to be alright?" "I think so. Not the first time I've been blown up, you know." James said smiling. "Alright then, I told Commander T'Vhor that I'd report to security immediately after I saw you to sickbay, and I've probably pushed it more than I should have anyway." Tagliani said. "Go on, get outta here then. Don't need you getting in trouble on your first day." James replied. As he looked over, he noticed a Bajoran Ensign looking at him. He smiled at her, and she approached him. “We haven’t met. I’m Ensign Aiden,” she said. “And you’re Ensign Guildford, our new, somewhat gung-ho ASC. How did you manage that?” Kiera asked, pointing at his burns. "Someone rigged a diode to explode in the torpedo bay and it was my rather dubious honor to be the one to do something about it, namely rolling it into a hall and blowing myself up." James said, sardonically. Ensign Aiden looked shocked and angry. "Something wrong?" James asked her. (reply Aiden) (posted by James Dock) (USS Spectre - Bridge - Agent Smith - 20:58) Jo saw that T'Vhor was sitting in the command chair and she crossed over to him. "Commander T'Vhor may I have a word in private?" she asked politely. (reply T'Vhor) (Posted by Robbie Gray) (USS Spectre - Bridge - CO T`Vhor - 20:59) For a man that had just had to deal with both Krige`s special brand of training & an explosion to boot, the Vulcan hybrid CO looked remarkably calm as he sat in the command chair overseeing the latest information that had come in from the earlier incident. At first there had been many questions centring around why the internal sensors had failed to detect the device before it`s discovery, Ensign Aiden had run all her scans by the book & in her typical meticulous attention to detail & yet the device had still remained invisible to them. That question however had now been answered. The very nature of the device itself had been the main reason for it`s apparent innocuity. It was quite simply a normal part of one of their photon torpedoes modified to detonate outside of it`s normal operating perameters. A very clever & shrewed move by their saboteur no less & one which could have proved fatal to them all had it detonated as intended.... Logging the findings to their internal ships logs however, T`Vhor noted Agent Smith entering the bridge & imediately his candor changed in anticipation of yet more problems from the somewhat interfering little woman. "Commander T'Vhor may I have a word in private?", said Smith in an uncharacteristicly polite tone of voice. T`Vhor layed down the PADD in his hand onto the armrest of the command chair, then he stood & ushered the Agent to the side of the bridge. "In my ready room Agent Smith", said T`Vhor as he walked onwards to lead the way. Once there, he offered Smith a chair which she again, politely accepted before sitting. "Commander T'Vhor I realise there was an explosion earlier. I gather that it was left by the saboteur", said Smith. "There was an explosion yes, but it was minor & has been contained", said T`Vhor, "a report has been filed to Starfleet already", he added. "Well Commander I would like to offer my help with the investigation. my field of expertise is explosives.", said Agent Smith with a smile. "Yes, I am aware of your expertise in that area", said T`Vhor, "by all means assist if you wish but I must insist that you liase directly with Security chief Vasilyovna on this", he added. Smith simply nodded her assent which was strange in itself for T`Vhor had expected at least some friction over that request. It was most refreshing... "Oh, one other thing.", said Smith. "I apologise for my behaviour earlier it was unacceptable and I am Sorry.", she added. T`Vhor raised an eyebrow & quirked his head slightly in responce to yet another show of 'pleasantness' from the normally cold & hostile SFI Agent. "No need Agent Smith", said T`Vhor, "you were only doing your job, I am of course aware of that but your apology is accepted nonetheless", he added. "I am curious however as to your change of heart in these matters", said T`Vhor. "Has something occured to change your opinion in some way?" "Lets just say that Lieutenant Colonel Krige has an individual way of talking to people.", said Smith with a smile as she stood & made to leave. T`Vhor alowed himself a smile at that remark as he thought back to the incident in the shuttlebay. "That he does Agent Smith...that he does", said T`Vhor as he watched the diminutive woman walk out through the door & onto whatever duties were next on her list. (Reply None, Any) (posted by Alan Reading) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – OPS Ensign Aiden Kiera – 21:00) "Something wrong?" James asked her. “No, nothing,” Kiera replied distractedly, before walking out of Sickbay, lost in her thoughts. (Reply none) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre - ready room - Agent Smith - 21:01) This time Jo took the seat that was offered. "Commander T'Vhor I realise there was an explosion earlier. I gather that it was left by the saboteur. (reply T'Vhor) "Well Commander I would like to offer my help with the investigation. my field of expertise is explosives." (reply T'Vhor) "Ow one other thing." She paused and took a breath. ~remorse was not one of her strong points~ "I apologise for my behaviour earlier it was unacceptable and I am Sorry." (reply T'Vhor) "lets just say that Lieutenant Colonel Krige has a individual way of talking to people." With that Jo go up and left. (reply T'Vhor, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Bridge – OPS Ensign Aiden Kiera – 21:05) The trip to the bridge was a short one, despite the distance. Turbolifts always made for short trips. Kiera didn’t care, though, as she ambled onto the bridge, now busier than when she left it. The Spectre was getting ready for departure. Kiera was still annoyed. She knew there was no way she could’ve found the device, due to the nature of it, but she still felt that she should’ve. That’s the difference between being good and ordinary. She sat down at her console, just as the door’s to the Captain’s ready room slid open and revealed a woman passing through. ~Agent Smith. Wonder what she wanted with the Captain,~ Kiera thought as she watched the SFI agent cross the bridge. Suddenly, Smith stopped and turned, heading straight for Kiera. ~Oh no,~ Kiera thought. Having a heart-to-heart with SFI was the last thing she wanted. Still, there was nothing for it but to play nice, as Smith stopped in front of the Bajoran woman. “Agent Smith,” Kiera said, deriving some satisfaction from pre-empting the other woman. “Is there something I can do for you?” (Reply Smith, Any) (Posted by Arnaud Malherbe) (USS Spectre, Main Engineering – Engineer’s Mate, CPO M’Rurrh – 2134) There was a bounce to her gait as M’Rurrh bounded into Engineering. The ship was, more or less, back to normal and the order to report back to the ship seemed to suggest they’d be setting off for parts unknown any minute now. ~Time to get back to business,~ she thought as she reached for her comm.-badge. “M’Rurrh to Lieutenant Chenoll and Ensign Angeletti; I’d like to arrange an Engineering staff meeting once we’re under way, make certain of what sort of shape we’re in. When would be most convenient?” The Caitian began accessing the latest diagnostic data as she awaited her reply. (Reply Chenoll & Angeletti) (Posted by Michael Drake) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - ACEO - Lt. (JG) Chenoll - 2135) Chenoll was sitting quietly in her quarters, doing her brain exercises, and thinking about getting some sleep when her comm badge, sitting at the night stand near her bed, chirped and a channel was opened. She put her PADD down and walked over to it and listened. It was an engineer's mate, she had recognized his voice from the natural talking background noise in Main Engineering. She couldn't put her finger on his name, though. =/\= M’Rurrh to Lieutenant Chenoll and Ensign Angeletti; I’d like to arrange an Engineering staff meeting once we’re under way, make certain of what sort of shape we’re in. When would be most convenient? =/\= the man said. ~M'Rurrh! That was it~ she said, scoring a small victory, at least to herself. "Well..." Chenoll said, pausing. The whole engineering department was a mess on the Spectre. The chief engineer was a traitor, leaving no clear cut replacement, and no head of engineering. No one person had stepped up and taken command, partially waiting for T'Vhor's word on the subject, and rumors that the fabled (at least to Chenoll) H'Chir might return.... "I assume tomorrow... 0900 hours would be fine with me, what about with you two?" Chenoll asked. (reply M'Rurrh, Angeletti) "Sounds good to me, see you guys bright and early. Chenoll out," she said, and channel closed. Chenoll looked back at her brain exercises, but didn't feel like it. She stripped down to her undergarments and climbed into the bed. The sheets felt different from Starbase 375's. She shrugged if off and closed her eyes. "Computer... lights," she muttered softly. The lights turned off and she fell asleep quickly. (reply none, M'Rurrh, Angeletti, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Crew Quarters - ATAC/ASC James Guildford - 22:13) James sat back, listening to what he called his comfort music, it was really a mix of all kinds, from Earth's Rock n' Roll of the 1980's to a little Klingon Opera, and even a couple of pieces written about the Civil War on Dacoral. Those embarassed him, because they were about him. ~I'm never going to let anyone else hear those songs, so help me God. Though it might be funny to have them played at my funeral, oh imagine the looks that would get.~ That thought brought a wry smile to his face. James closed his eyes, letting the music envelope him and thought back to the first time he had heard this particular song. This song had been written about his arrival on Dacoral, and the immediate attack the rebels had launched on him and the federation ambassador who had met him at the shuttlepad. That had been James's first experience with a real battle. It had been a shocking first experience, and if the starfleet ambassadorial security team hadn't been there he would've died then and there. That had also been his first introduction to Emily. Emily North was a betazoid, her parents had died in a shuttle accident when she was six months old and, due to her lack of close relatives, she had been adopted by a human Starfleet Security Officer and taken back to Earth. She and James had hit it off immediately, and seemed attached at the hip. They were great friends. It would take James a year and three girlfriends before he would realize that he loved Emily, but the second he did he had proposed, and he had to ask her three times before she agreed. "Just to get you out of my hair" she had told him when she had finally said yes. Even though he had been in the middle of a war, that had been, by far, the best year of his life. Her tactical knowledge had rubbed off on him, and he had become a decorated combat commander, eventually rising through the ranks of the Dragon Knights to the rank of Captain, which was the highest one could go short of colonel in that unit. He had even decorated himself to the point of being granted his Dragon Sabre, and that was the second happiest day of his life. Only six others in the Dacoralian Star Empire had been granted Sabres, and three of those were in space right now, fighting the rebel's starships. Yes, it had been the very best fourteen months he had ever experienced. And then his life had fallen apart in a matter of weeks. He had been on a mission when he and six of his squadmates had been captured by an unexpected overstrength rebel patrol. He watched his four closest friends on Dacoral be tortured to death, before being tortured himself. He and his remaining companions were rescued by a federation strike team, headed by Emily. This was the federations first involvement in the war, but unfortunately it wasn't the last. In retaliation for the interference of the starfleet rescue team, the rebels launched a full assault on the federation embassy, capturing every one who had been there at the time, including the ambassador, and one Lieutenant Emily Guildford. The Ambassador managed to negotiate the release of the majority of the prisoners in exchange for several high ranking officers being held by the Dragon Knights, but Emily refused to leave the ambassador. Once her involvement in the rescue team was revealed she was tortured, beaten and finally killed. The record of this was sent to James via the release of the ambassador. After watching the recording, James hadn't been angry about it. Not at first. It had destroyed him, and he spent a week trying to cope with his grief before deciding to send the federation personnel to a safe location and leaving the army to go seek his own personal revenge on the more than eighty people he figured were involved in his wife's death. Now he was angry . He ended up killing more than three hundred people to get to them, varying his tactics from sniping, to planting bombs, and by the time he was done most of the rebel leaders were dead. With the rebel government in confusion, the Dragon Knights launched a full scale attack, leading to a three month battle in which James led a Seskal Cavalry raid into the rear to confuse the rebels and opened a hole in the middle of the rebel armies lines, allowing the Knights to cut the force in half and destroy the rebel army for good. James was praised by the Dacoralians for his bravery and his service, but he refused any kind of payment. Instead he insisted that the planetary government petition for federation membership and returned to earth. The government had petitioned, and was accepted just hours before Doenitz showed the whole world what he was capable of. They decided to withdraw from the federation, and were attacked by a small federation force in the Gamma Quadrant. The federation force of fourteen wandered into the middle of the naval reintegration, and was greeted by more than eight hundred Dacoralian ships. The Dacoralians captured around a dozen federat ion ships, and have now incorporated their technology into them, including cloaking devices, enhanced weapons, and enhanced shields. At James's last contact with the planet, the Dacoralians were martialling not only their own defenses, but those of their neighboring systems in defense of the Gamma Quadrant, and had signed a mutual defense treaty with the Klingon Empire, which would bring... The music stopped, interrupting his thoughts. James looked at his chronometer, 23:43. Definetely bed time. He knew he shouldn't have been thinking about the war before he was about to go to bed, it usually brought nightmares. But he couldn't help it. Not tonight. He always fell back on these thoughts after jumping into a new situation, and the couselor had brought some of them up too. He was proud of his adopted world. Within only a few years of the end of the war, the Dacoralian Star Empire had come back together. It had reintegrated the different factions and the different militaries and militias were incorporated into Marine and Naval forces. The Emperor's council of advisors had been expanded to hold all points of views, and the Empire itself was stronger than ever. It would have brought more than a hundred and twenty one planets and thirty nine new races into the federation, and someday it still would. James put his head on the pillow, and closed his eyes, but he kept thinking, not about the past, but about the present, and the future. The Klingons had signed a treaty with the Dacoralians, which meant they were technically allies with Admiral LaDona, but would anyone realize that? The Dacoralians were angry with Doenitz, who had declared all Dacoralian citizens within the federation as persona non grata, and had the ambassador and his staff on earth arrested and executed as traitors when Dacoral pulled out of the federation. Yes, they would definetely join the war against Doenitz. Somebody just needed to ask them... That was James's last thought as he fell asleep. (reply none, any) (posted by James Dock) -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mission: The Death of Dreams Day: 21 Stardate: 2407.02.02 (Shuttlecraft Smith - Cockpit - Lt. Brian Rogers - 14.00) Rogers let out a long sigh of relief when Resupply Fleet Beta-4 appeared on his sensors. He hailed the lead ship. "Shuttlecraft Smith to the USS Finch. I've been ordered to-..." Brian started, however, he was cut off by a man with a thick English accent. =/\= We know about your arrival, Lieutenant Rogers. Welcome! =/\= The man said. Brian smirked, and piloted the Type-9 into position near the dorsal side of the USS Finch, and matched their velocity of half-impulse. Rogers reached down and grabbed the sealed PADD that Captain Sevant had given him before he departed from the Boudicca. The majority of the trip, it contained the Starfleet Command Logo and the words "PADD SEALED". Brian had mused himself about trying to hack it open, but decided that wasn't exactly best idea. He was worried... several ideas had popped into his head, about what the PADD contained. His ideas ranged from being promoted to LoDona's second-in-command to getting transfered to a garbage scowl. Even the idea of being reassigned to this resupply fleet had crossed his mind, however, why so secret? The thought that really entertained his curiosity was that he had been selected by Starfleet Intelligence, and would now be a secret agent. He imagined himself sneaking into Doenitz' palace, sneaking up behind the bastard, bringing a phaser to his head, and demanding that he end the war... However, his day dream of "Agent Rogers" was quickly stopped by the PADD, which beeped a few times, then changed it cover page from "PADD SEALED" to "REASSIGNMENT ORDERS" and still contained the Starfleet Command logo. Rogers smiled and then tapped the Padd. It changed to a formal letter. To: Lieutenant Brian Rogers From: Starfleet Command Subject: Your immediate reassignment Lt. Rogers, You have been immediately reassigned from counselor of the USS Boudicca (NCC-49901, OIC: Sevant) to First Officer of the USS Spectre (NCC-8741, OIC: T'Vhor) under the command of Commander T'Vhor. The nature of the mission that the Spectre is commonly involved in was the main reason for the secrecy of your reassignment, as well has the security risk that a single command-level officer poses, traveling alone in a Type-9 shuttlecraft. On this padd, you will find technical data for the Spectre class, and a crew roster, to familiarize yourself with the ship and her crew. You will also find a set of subspace coordinates. Please go here ASAP, has you will rendezvous with the Spectre there. Upon your arrival, report to Command T'Vhor. Let us be the first to congratulate you on your promotion to command, Lieutenant. Regards, Commander Atticus McMillion Starfleet Command, Office of Logistics Brian put the PADD down, and looked out at the stars in aw. He grinned. ~First Officer?~ he thought to himself. Finally, he looked down at the PADD, and reread the message. He smiled, and reopened a channel to the USS Finch. "Finch... this is the Smith. I hate to leave so quickly, but I've been ordered to depart," Rogers explained. The Finch replied, "We expected has much, chap. Good hunting." "Same to you, Shuttlecraft Smith out," Rogers said, and closed the channel. He held his PADD in one hand and used his other to input the coordinates. The shuttle 'peeled off' from the rest of the fleet, and engaged at Warp 6. He would arrive their shortly. Brian leaned back in the chair, and began scrolling through the tech specs for the Spectre. For some reason... he couldn't keep a grin off his face. (reply none) (Posted by Kevin Schram)