USS Spectre Compile - October 1st-31st 2008 by Alan Reading ========================================================================= Mission: When Poachers Come to Call Day: 21 Stardate: 2408.02.05 (USS Spectre - Corridor - TAC/ASC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 11:20) (USS Spectre - Corridor - TAC/ASC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 11:20) ========================================================================= Mission: When Poachers Come to Call Day: 22 Stardate: 2408.02.06 (USS Spectre - Holodeck 2 - Marine Officer - Lt. Major Khran - 20:23) ========================================================================= Mission: When Poachers Come to Call Day: 23 Stardate: 2408.02.07 ========================================================================= Mission: The Gates of Prometheus Day: 1 Stardate: 2408.02.08 (USS Spectre - Morrissey's quarters - FO CMDR Michael Ian O'Connor and Emma Morrissey - 08:13) (Starbase 621 - Training Sim - Bridge – CONN – Pilot Officer Smith – 12:15) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 13:23) (USS Spectre - Officer's Gymnasium - STI Agent - Lt. Cmdr Brian Rogers - 13:23) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 13:30) (Starbase 621 - Promenade – Nurse’s Douwsy/Marshal - 13:40) (Starbase 621 - docking port 35 – CMO Williams - 13:41) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - TAC/SC Lt Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:24) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – Corporal Houseman – 14:30) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski – 14:32) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – Corporal Houseman – 14:34) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – MXO, Major Bruce kowalski – 14:35) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – Corporal Houseman – 14:37) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/SC Lt Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:37) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/ASC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 14:38) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski and Cprl Lewis O'Hara – 14:40) (Starbase 621 - Department of medical stores – CMO Williams - 15:03) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - STI Agent - Lt. Commander Brian Rogers - 16:28) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 16:29) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - SFI Agent - Lt. Commander Brian Rogers - 16:30) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 16:31) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - SFI Agent - Lt. Cmdr Brian Rogers - 16:33) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 16:35) (USS Spectre - SFI Office - SFI Agent - Lt. Cmdr Brian Rogers - 16:50) (Starbase 621 - Main Hub - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 17:50) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge – CMO Williams - 17:55) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge – Captain T'Vhor - 17:57) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge - CMO Williams - 17:58) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 17:58) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski - 17:59) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – CMO Williams - 18:00) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski - 18:01) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Chief OPS - Lt. Chenoll - 18:01) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – CMO Williams - 18:03) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 18:04) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Captain T'Vhor - 18:05) (USS Spectre – Bridge – Security Officer Smith/ Pilot Officer Smith – 18:05) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – CMO Williams - 18:06) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 18:07) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 18:12) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – Captain T'Vhor - 18:14) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 18:14) (USS Spectre - Security - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 18:40) (USS Spectre - Security – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson – 18:41) (USS Spectre - Security – Ensign Jynea Kreung – 18:42) (USS Spectre - Security – TAC/SC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson – 18:43) (USS Spectre - Security – Morale Officer Jynea Kreung – 18:44) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/SC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 18:45) (USS Spectre - Security - Morale Officer Jynea Kreung – 18:53) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/SC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 18:54) (USS Spectre - Doctor Gunnell's Quarters - Mission Specialist, Dr Sam Gunnell - 19:10) (USS Spectre - Doctor Gunnell's quarters - CMO Williams - 19:20) (USS Spectre - Doctor Gunnell's Quarters – CMO Williams - 19:21) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – CMO Williams - 19:45) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – CMO Williams - 20:25) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – CMO Williams - 21:00) ========================================================================= Mission: When Poachers Come to Call Day: 21 Stardate: 2408.02.05 (USS Spectre - Corridor - TAC/ASC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 11:20) "Ok Chuck", said Yelena, "tell me to mind my own if you wish but.... assuming the rumours are correct, are the feelings reciprocated?", Vasilyovna had asked. "Sir?....To be honest I don't know what the rumors are but I have yet to see evidence of reciprocation", said Donaldson rather awkwardly. He was rubbing at that damned implant of his again and in Vasilyovna's prior dealings with the man that invariably meant either one of two things, he was nervous or he was contemplative.... but of what? "Perhaps not to you personally Chuck, but I have it on good advice that the Green one is not as stoney as you might think", said Vasilyovna with a wink, "perhaps she just needs a little coaxing in the right direction", she added, almost as an afterthought. (Reply Donaldson, IYW) "Either way, it would do you no harm to try. Your a good looking guy, she could do a lot worse", said Yelena in an attempt to bolster the confused officers spirits somewhat as they rounded the corner and then headed towards the seated Trill Security officer currently occupying Echo station. (Reply Donaldson) Predictably, Donaldson then changed the subject by approaching his fellow Security officer and immediately relieving him of his duty as he did so. "Yes, Sir." said the Trill seemingly surprised now to see both his superiors arrive en masse so to speak. Yelena simply stood aside and observed quietly, now he was acting like a chief! Donaldson slid deftly into the chair and then offered Vasilyovna the seat next to him, which she duly accepted before continuing on with her 'interrogation'. "So, to paraphrase a certain species on board right now, 'your thought's, give them to me Lieutenant'", said Vasilyovna with a smile as she idly began surveying the security logs from the previous officers workload, whilst wondering if it would have just been easier if she had actually been a Vulcan herself. (Reply Donaldson) "Either really, Jynea, the job offer.... it's your call Lieutenant. Talk to me, what is it that's holding you back, I mean REALLY holding you back?", said Vasilyovna. (Reply Donaldson) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Corridor - TAC/ASC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 11:20) "Ok Chuck", said Yelena, "tell me to mind my own if you wish but.... assuming the rumours are correct, are the feelings reciprocated?", Vasilyovna had asked. "Sir?....To be honest I don't know what the rumors are but I have yet to see evidence of reciprocation", said Donaldson rather awkwardly. He was rubbing at that damned implant of his again and in Vasilyovna's prior dealings with the man that invariably meant either one of two things, he was nervous or he was contemplative.... but of what? "Perhaps not to you personally Chuck, but I have it on good advice that the Green one is not as stoney as you might think", said Vasilyovna with a wink, "perhaps she just needs a little coaxing in the right direction", she added, almost as an afterthought. “Well, Lieutenant, I’m under no delusion that the Counselor is in any way ‘stoney’. I just think she can be somewhat … clueless. Though I make no boasts personally.” Replied Chuck. "Either way, it would do you no harm to try. Your a good looking guy, she could do a lot worse", said Yelena in an attempt to bolster the confused officers spirits somewhat as they rounded the corner and then headed towards the seated Trill Security officer currently occupying Echo station. Chuck half shrugged and was happy to see echo station coming into view. Predictably, Donaldson then changed the subject by approaching his fellow Security officer and immediately relieving him of his duty as he did so. "Yes, Sir." said the Trill seemingly surprised now to see both his superiors arrive en masse so to speak. Yelena simply stood aside and observed quietly, now he was acting like a chief! Donaldson slid deftly into the chair and then offered Vasilyovna the seat next to him, which she duly accepted before continuing on with her 'interrogation'. "So, to paraphrase a certain species on board right now, 'your thought's, give them to me Lieutenant'", said Vasilyovna with a smile as she idly began surveying the security logs from the previous officers workload, whilst wondering if it would have just been easier if she had actually been a Vulcan herself. “Which thoughts are you interested in particularly?” asked Chuck. "Either really, Jynea, the job offer.... it's your call Lieutenant. Talk to me, what is it that's holding you back, I mean REALLY holding you back?", said Vasilyovna. “I can answer on both counts.” Said Chuck, “A beautiful young lady by the name of Judith Donaldson. Thinking of her prevents me from pursuing relationships and I see myself slipping further away from who I was when she was with me.” (Reply Vasilyovna) (Posted by Anton) ========================================================================= Mission: When Poachers Come to Call Day: 22 Stardate: 2408.02.06 (USS Spectre - Holodeck 2 - Marine Officer - Lt. Major Khran - 20:23) "Are you worried that the Marines may cause problems here Lieutenant Major?" the Captain asked. The Andorian studdered. "Well, not exactly, sir. I was speaking as in general, but this party would be a-..." The Andorian was cut off. "I can assure you that if they acted out of context with the reasons for this party, then they would of course face the consequences of such actions," T'Vhor warned. "Aye, sir, but the general attitude of all the Marines is not becoming of us, sir," Khran said. "Rowdiness will not be tolerated Mr Khran, you have my personal word on that. Now please, enjoy yourself," T'Vhor said, and with that, the conversation was over. Usually the Andorian would have been offended but T'Vhor seemed to have a way about him that made him feel alright. Khran helped himself to a drink and tried to enjoy the party as much as his demeanor would allow. (reply none, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) ========================================================================= Mission: The Gates of Prometheus Day: 1 Stardate: 2408.02.08 (USS Spectre - Morrissey's quarters - FO CMDR Michael Ian O'Connor and Emma Morrissey - 08:13) Emma walked into the living area of her quarters, bear feet padding quietly across the carpet. She was still in her pyjamas, and her curly hair still mussed from sleep. Michael watched her out of the corner of his eye, as he assembled plates of food for breakfast. He was fairly sure, she was just as beautiful half asleep, as she was made up for dinner the night before. "Tea's already on the table," Michael said quietly, a small smile on his face. Emma shuffled behind him towards the table, murmuring her appreciation, her fingers trailing over his back. Michael brought the breakfast to the table, where Emma was sipping on her tea. He slid the plate in front of her, and took his own seat next to her at the small table. "I don't want to get up yet," she said, leaning against him, her head resting on his shoulder. "We didn't exactly get a lot of sleep last night." "No, we didn't," Michael said, kissing the top of Emma's head. "However as today is a day off, we can take a nap later if you want." "Promise?" Emma asked looking up at him. "Cross my heart. Now eat your breakfast." Michael said leaning back against Emma, pushing her upright in her chair. "What are you planning to do with your day off?" Emma asked between mouthfuls of egg and sausage. "After a morning of lounging around with you, I was planning on grabbing a holodeck here on on the base, and firing up the cottage program in private mode, and reading a real honest to goodness book," Michael said with a contented sigh. "Feel like joining me?" "For some of it, I've got some journals to read and catch up on, and some research to set up, so I'll have to stop by the lab for some part of the day." Emma said, slightly more awake minute by minute as the tea and breakfast took effect. "You do know this is your day off, right?" Michael said casting a mock suspicious glance at Emma. "Hey, science is fun, especially when you can do you're own research." Emma said with a sharp nod and smile. Michael just shoveled another forkful of eggs into his mouth, muttering, "Science Nerd" under his breath. "Computer Geek," Emma said, bumping her shoulder against his playfully. (Reply None needed) (Posted by Patrick D.) (Starbase 621 - Training Sim - Bridge – CONN – Pilot Officer Smith – 12:15) ~Come on Skipper pull your finger out of an orifice and get commanding~ The bridge shook as the phase hits slammed into the shields. The alarms were screaming and Jennifer had to grip on her console so that she would not be thrown to the floor. “Shields at 20 percent.” Came the cry from tactical. ~Come on Skipper!!!~ “Helm set course two one four mark six seven.” Jennifer pulled herself up right and entered in the coordinates. “Course two, one, four mark six, seven set Sir.” “Well get us out of here.” ~Take it easy Skipper don’t get snappy~ The bridge shook again. “Yes Sir. Maximum impulse.” “They are coming around for another pass.” ~Come on. This is not the time to hesitate~ The shields flared and blinked out as they failed. “Hull breach on desks four five and six initiating force fields.” There was an explosion from the back of the bridge. Jennifer glanced round to see the tactical officer lying on the floor beside her console which had just exploded. ~Not good, not good~ She slammed in a set of combat manoeuvres trying to keep the two faster attacking star ships from getting any direct hits on them but it was a futile effort. “Captain we have a warp core breach in progress.” “Dump the Core.” ~Ow this is just flaming wonderful~ “Can’t sir the release mechanism is welded closed.” “All hands this is the Captain. Abandon ship. I repeat abandon ship.” Then suddenly everything stopped as a voice echoed across the bridge. “What in blue blazes was that cadet?” ~Ow dear she’s in for it now~ Jennifer turned from her seat to see a master chief striding across the bridge. “There were too many of them master chief…” The master chief stopped the cadet with a stare. “What are you looking at helmswoman?” Jennifer got the full glare of Master Chief Sunday. “If that’s what you call flying then we are all in real trouble.” “Yes Master Chief Sunday.” “Get off my bridge helmswoman I’ll talk to you later.” “Yes Master Chief Sunday.” Jennifer stood up and quickly headed for the door as Sunday turned his attention to the unfortunate bridge crew. Sunday had asked her to come and help him train some of his cadets who were doing the last part of their command training before they were let louse onto real starships. As she was on the star base she had accepted but doing sims for the next few weeks was going to be hard work that was for sure. As she left the bridge door a crewman handed her a PADD. As she looked at it she realised that it was an important communication from the Spectre. She quickly read it and her heart sunk, they were off again within twenty four hours of arriving. ~That’s just great~ She looked over at the crewman. “Can you tell the Master Chief I’ve got to go back to my ship, I’ll talk to him later.” With that she left the simulator and headed back to the Spectre as fast as she could. ~This really must be important~ (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 13:23) =/\=I'll have him report to you at 1630 hours, do you want me in on that meeting?=/\= The Captain glanced to Doctor Gunnell and searched her face. How would she react to the SFI man he wondered, but then again she probably had had her fair share of their particular brand of nosyness already, the FO however had made it clear more than once that he did not trust Rogers as far as he could throw him in heavy gravity. On this occasion though the Captain felt that it would be best if he spoke to Rogers alone, after all, he knew the man better than most and the last thing he needed right now was for Rogers to clam up in the presence of the very man he already knew held a certain mistrust for. "I will speak to him alone Commander, he will be at the formal briefing at 18:00hrs if there is anything specific you need to query with him", said the Captain. =/\=All right, I'll get right on this.=/\= "Understood. T'Vhor out", said the CO as the comm closed. (Reply None) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Officer's Gymnasium - STI Agent - Lt. Cmdr Brian Rogers - 13:23) Rogers passed the red striping on the port side of the large fitness center, once again marking another successful circuit of the running track he had completed. The blonde agent was dressed in loose fitness gear, covered in sweat, and was experiencing a familiar pounding again and again as he jogged arond the gym. There was a soft electronic chirp and Rogers' comm badge began transmitting a message from the commander. =/\= Attention all Spectre Crew, this is Commander O'Connor, all crew are to report back to the Spectre immediately, and begin preparations to leave dock by 2130 hours. Department heads and their immediate subordinates are to report to the Observation lounge for a briefing at 1800 hours. O'Connor Out, =/\= The FO said, and with that, the line closed. Brian had slowed his jogging while listening to the message. Considering he was already onboard the Spectre, he started picking up his pace again, but when he was contacted directly by Commander O'Connor, he stopped in his tracks. =/\= O'Connor to Lt. Commander Rogers, =/\= he said. "Rogers here," He replied. =/\= Report to the Captain's Ready Room at 1630 hours, =/\= O'Connor informed him. Brian cocked his head sideways. He had managed to keep a low profile since being shot and arrested on Ushari Prime - both in his professional duties and socially on the ship - and he couldn't imagine what this was about. "May I ask what this is regarding, sir?" Rogers asked. =/\= You'll find out then, Mr. Rogers. O'Connor out, =/\= O'Connor said, and with that the conversation was over. Rogers shrugged and started up again jogging. The Captain either required his duties as an agent of Starfleet Intelligence or Lt. Vasilynvoa had filed another sexual harrassment complaint. Either way, he would find out at 1630. (reply none) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 13:30) For the moment, the newly assigned 'Mission specialist' was not being particularly forthcoming with specific details of what they were to expect upon reaching their destination. Instead, Doctor Gunnell had appeared aloof, seemingly preferring to hold off for now until the briefing at least.... or perhaps she was just as much in the dark as everyone else. It was all irrellevant anyway for the Captain's chime had just sounded, heralding no doubt the arrival of the First Officer as requested earlier. The Captain bade him enter and the doors slid aside to allow him to do so, the look upon his face as he did so signalling his clear confusion as to why they had been ordered to duty so soon after barely a day or so at spacedock. The Captain wasted no time in introducing the newcomer to him. "Commander, please allow me to introduce Doctor Samantha Gunnell. She will be accompanying us on our mission to the Zeta Gellis Cluster", said the Captain. (Reply O'Conner) Gunnell returned the greeting accordingly and then turned her attention to the CO again whilst wondering how he was going to bring the word 'Borg' to the FO's attention. After all, the very mention of the species invariably struck fear into most people, the Captain however was typically Vulcan about it. "Take a seat Commander, we have much to discuss before the upcoming briefing and I'm sure that you yourself have many questions as to why we have been ordered out so soon", said the Captain. (Reply O'Conner) "In a word Commander, the Borg", said the Captain, "it would seem that they have been showing an interest in the Subspace river network but for what purposes, we are not sure as yet. I AM sure though that you will understand the ramifications of this and the urgency with which a Federation response is now required", he added. (Reply O'Conner) (Posted by Alan) (Starbase 621 - Promenade – Nurse’s Douwsy/Marshal - 13:40) “Does my bum look big in this?” Douwsy looked up as she saw her friend come out of the changing cubicle. She rolled her eyes for the thousenth time that day. ~If I lie will she finally choose something~ “Your bum may look fine but if you lean too far forward it won’t be you bum people will be looking at.” Marshal gave her a slight grin. “If you have it flaunt it I always say.” “That may be true but you’ll take someones eye out wearing that.” =^=Attention all Spectre Crew, this is Commander O'Connor, all crew are to report back to the Spectre immediately, and begin preparations to leave dock by 2130 hours=^= =^=Department heads and their immedate subordinates are to report to the Observation lounge for a briefing at 1800 hours. O'Connor Out=^= Douwsy paused as she took in what O’Connor had just said as Marshal’s out burst began “What!!! I can’t believe that. We’ve got shore leave for what almost a day and they want us back on board.” Douwsy just shrugged her shoulders and looked at her. Marshal gave her a long pout. “I had some many more clothes to look at.” “Maybe you should go and see him with that dress may be you could change his mind.” She saw Marshal’s eye sparkle. “Ah, what a good idea.” Douwsy took a deep breath and shook her eyes. “In your dreams.” ~Or your nightmares~ “Come on we better go before we can’t get back under the amount of clothes you’ve just bought” (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (Starbase 621 - docking port 35 – CMO Williams - 13:41) Andrew watched as the Klingon starship leaped into warp carrying Jay on a new adventure. He had enjoyed his brief reunion with Jay. It was nice to be able to talk about the old times. “Come on, let’s get back and write those FUN reports you’ve been putting off. You now have the time to do it.” =^=Attention all Spectre Crew, this is Commander O'Connor, all crew is to report back to the Spectre immediately, and begin preparations to leave dock by 2130 hours=^= =^=Department heads and their immedate subordinates are to report to the Observation lounge for a briefing at 1800 hours. O'Connor Out=^= ~Or not~ He turned and began to make his way back to the spectre. He needed to get an inventory of sickbay to see if they needed anything. He also needed to find Kirien to see if she had anything to add. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Personal Quarters - TAC/SC Lt Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:24) It had seemed strange boarding the Spectre via it's hard connect, being that this was going to be the last time she would be doing so for sometime anyway. She had of course already explained her intentions to the Captain and had implied that she might not actually be returning to the ship in the foreseeable. Right now though, she was within the quarters that had been home for the last year or so collecting the last of her belongings, and gathering them into the holdall she had placed onto the bunk beforehand. Once this was done she picked it up and headed out the door, stopping only briefly to turn around and glance around the place for one last time. Sentiments were for the foolhardy, or so Yuri had always said anyway and standing there looking about only served to prove him right. Yelena had little time for it all anyway, getting attached to places just led to difficulties when you had to leave and with that in mind, she headed out into the corridor, the door closing behind her with a hiss as she went. (Reply Any, None) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – Corporal Houseman – 14:30) At exactly 14.30 Houseman entered the briefing room. He carried a PADD in one hand to take notes. This was not the kind of briefing to forget things. As the marine detachment’s lead sniper he was representing the recon element of the marine serving on board. He wondered of O’Hara would come along to represent demolitions but he was not sure. He saw Kowalski at the far end of the room and marched up to him. He saluted and then came to attention. “Corporal Houseman, reporting as requested sir.” (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski – 14:32) Kowalski had been busy studying the charts of the Zeta Gellis Cluster, displayed as they now were upon one of the consoles set against the far wall of the briefing room itself. To be honest, the fact that they were even going there had been a complete mystery to the MXO, all he knew was that Command had authorised the mission, set it as priority one and then mobilised the Spectre along with her installed Marines. Indeed, the location had seemed notable only for it's position as the first terminus of the subspace river, other than that, it all looked pretty uninteresting. Why the urgency? The MXO's concentration though was duly broken by a voice that suddenly bellowed from behind. "Corporal Houseman, reporting as requested sir." The retort had been accompanied by the familiar sound of two booted feet slamming hard onto the decking and Kowalski had turned about slowly, the imposing figure of the man they had all come to know as 'House' now standing there at attention before him as he did so. It wasn't just because of his name that they called him that of course, it was more the sheer size of the man himself, yes, 'House' suited the Corporal, that much was most definate. "Ah, Corporal...... Tell me now, what do you know of the Zeta Gellis Cluster?", asked Kowalski, hoping now that someone might actually know a little more than he did about this place that seemingly lay in the middle of nowhere itself. (Reply Houseman, Any) (posted by Alan) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – Corporal Houseman – 14:34) "Ah, Corporal...... Tell me now, what do you know of the Zeta Gellis Cluster?" ~Wow Zeta Gellis Cluster that’s a fair bit of travelling must be something clandestine if they are sending us out there~ Houseman paused for a moment trying to recall where it was. “Not much Sir. Just that it’s a long way out about 120 day by the river. Sir why are we going out that far?” (Reply Kowalski, Any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – MXO, Major Bruce kowalski – 14:35) The look upon Housemans face was predictable, to say the very least. The guy was a sniper, a damned good one at that and as such, he could pick out the single sections of the compound eye of a tiberian swamp fly at fifty paces. Orientating himself to known references of space however was a different matter entirely and in respsonse to the MXO's query, the Corporals look had said it all. "Not much Sir. Just that it’s a long way out about 120 day by the river. Sir why are we going out that far?", he had asked. Kowalski let out a heavy sigh a frowned his impatience with fleet command in regards all of this. "Command is being very 'stick in the mud' about it all.... the Marine tactical net is mentioning the possibility of the Borg being involved but goes no further than that", he said, a certain disquiet in his tone of voice now. "I don't like it. To recall the crew at the drop of a hat and send us all off to some remote sector stinks of something serious", he added as he took a seat and then kicked back into it. "As for the Captain, he has responded to my own query with typical Vulcan stuffiness and is referencing the upcoming briefing as our infospot..... basically translated as, watch this space", he added. (Reply Houseman, IYW) "We'll know soon enough anyway", said Kowalski as he pondered the situation briefly in the relative quiet of his own thoughts. "Krige has authorised an alert level of bikini amber, special order nine is open and on the table.... just in case of course", he added. The order was rarely called upon of late, especially since the termination of the civil war, but you never could tell when a ships Marine detail might be authorised to take control of a Federation vessel and with the possibility of the Borg being involved, anything was possible. (Reply Houseman IYW, Any) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – Corporal Houseman – 14:37) "I don't like it. To recall the crew at the drop of a hat and send us all off to some remote sector stinks of something serious", Houseman watched as Kowalski took a seat. "As for the Captain, he has responded to my own query with typical Vulcan stuffiness and is referencing the upcoming briefing as our infospot..... basically translated as, watch this space", he added. Houseman nodded. "Yes Sir." "We'll know soon enough anyway", "Krige has authorised an alert level of bikini amber, special order nine is open and on the table.... just in case of course", Houseman paused for a moment before nodding. Bikini amber, special order nine was not something to be thrown around it ment that the boss thought that it might be necessary. "Aye Sir. I understand. Is there anything else before I give me squad the heads up?" (reply Kowalski) (Reply Kowalski IYW, Any) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/SC Lt Yelena Vasilyovna - 14:37) ~Ah, there you are my cyber hybrid friend~ The moment she had espied him she approached and tapped him lightly on the shoulder so as to attract his attention, not normally an easy task for a somewhat height deprived Lieutenant when dealing with those taller than yourself, but as Chuck was only four inches taller, it was an easy enough task. (Reply Donaldson, IYW) "Come with me Lieutenant, I have something for you", said Vasilyovna with an almost 'suggestive' wink, knowing of course that Donaldson would not be able to resist such a loaded remark as that. (Reply Donaldson) "My office please Chuck, come come, I haven't got all day", she said sharply as she entered the office in question and then awaited his arrival. Donaldson duly followed with a puzzled look upon his face. Yelena offered him a seat, but as he went to take the one on his side of the table, she quickly shook her head and gestured that he should come around to her side and then avail himself of the seat that 'she' normally sat in. (Reply Donaldson, IYW) "Chuck, please tell me your really not that dumb... the seat is yours, as of now you are officially Chief of the boat, well, at least where security is concerned", said Yelena as she then moved to what had normally been 'his' side of the table. (Reply Donaldson) "The Captain has authorised it already, your to take over right away", said Yelena, "as for me, I really only have one more thing to say to you Mr Donaldson", she added taking on a slightly sterner countenance. (Reply Donaldson) The Spectre's outgoing SC then stood and moved slowly towards the door before answering his query. "The hair", said Yelena pursing her lips slightly and then shaking her head in the negative, "you didn't get it right at all, mine has...... more bounce to it", she added as she turned about and then walked out, leaving the Spectre's incoming SC to work it all out for himself. He was a smart guy, it should'nt take him too long to realise that as Chief of security, there was'nt a lot that could be hidden away, and that included 'Holo-programs'.... (Reply Donaldson, Any) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/ASC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 14:38) Chuck jerked slightly as he felt a tap on his shoulder. He whirled quickly to see his immediate superior vying for his attention. “Can I help you, sir?” Chuck asked. "Come with me Lieutenant, I have something for you", said Vasilyovna with an almost 'suggestive' wink, knowing of course that Donaldson would not be able to resist such a loaded remark as that. ~A wink? … She’s in an oddly mischievous mood.~ “Yes, sir.” He said following her. "My office please Chuck, come come, I haven't got all day", she said sharply as she entered the office in question and then awaited his arrival. Donaldson duly followed with a puzzled look upon his face. Yelena offered him a seat, but as he went to take the one on his side of the table, she quickly shook her head and gestured that he should come around to her side and then avail himself of the seat that 'she' normally sat in. “Oh?” Chuck mused quizzically. "Chuck, please tell me your really not that dumb... the seat is yours, as of now you are officially Chief of the boat, well, at least where security is concerned", said Yelena as she then moved to what had normally been 'his' side of the table. “Officially … chief.” Said Chuck. "The Captain has authorized it already, your to take over right away", said Yelena, "as for me, I really only have one more thing to say to you Mr Donaldson", she added taking on a slightly sterner countenance. Chuck took ‘his’ seat and grasped the arms with his respective hands. “And that would be?” he puzzled. The Spectre's outgoing SC then stood and moved slowly towards the door before answering his query. "The hair", said Yelena pursing her lips slightly and then shaking her head in the negative, "you didn't get it right at all, mine has...... more bounce to it", she added as she turned about and then walked out, leaving the Spectre's incoming SC to work it all out for himself. He was a smart guy, it should'nt take him too long to realise that as Chief of security, there was'nt a lot that could be hidden away, and that included 'Holo-programs'. Chuck ran a hand across his hair. ~She’s right … not too much bounce.~ Seeing he was alone in his new office Chuck gave a slow spin in the chair. When he reached 360 degrees he reclined slightly and propped his feet up on ‘his’ desk. (Reply any) (Posted by Anton) (USS Spectre – Briefing room – MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski and Cprl Lewis O'Hara – 14:40) Lewis had entered the briefing room in a somewhat distracted amble, the slight swagger in his walk indicative of someone that had just won a rather large hand in a poker game, or the admiring glance of a certain female perhaps! In fact, he had been so distracted in his amble that he had failed to notice the MXO's presence, seeing only Houseman's back as he exchanged questions with someone obviously seated before him. "Aye Sir. I understand. Is there anything else before I give my squad the heads up?", Houseman had voiced, the very mention of the word 'Sir' immediately causing O'Hara to stiffen up into an attention stance before adding his own 'Sir' as a mark of respect for his superior... "At ease O'Hara", said Kowalski gazing around the imposing figure of the House currently obliterating his vista before then answering said House's query. "Nope, just do what needs to be done House, you know the drill", said the MXO, "There's a senior crew briefing at 18:00hrs to which I've been requested, hopefully I'll find out what's going on then..... unless of course your little 'eaves dropping' devices have revealed anything else", he added wryly whilst eyeing both Houseman and O'Hara curiously. O'Hara shook his head in the negative, as did Houseman. It seemed that whatever it was that was going on in or around the cluster, even the senior officers were not aware of the fact, well, apart from the CO himself of course. (Reply Houseman IYW, Any) (Posted by Alan) (Starbase 621 - Department of medical stores – CMO Williams - 15:03) Andrew entered the department of medical stores. He had been informed that all the stores that he had requested were not available and had been stone walled for the last hour. So he had decided to go down himself. As he walked up to the room where the stores manager worked he heard loud voices emanating from room. “Sir Captain I can not release the medical stores to you. The six crates of Jellobutine infusions have been assigned to other starships.” His reply was answered with a string if high pitched electronic noise. As he stepped into the room, he saw a human which he assumed to be the stores manager talking at a Breen. A brief smile flashed across the managers face as he saw Williams approaching. “I’m sorry sir I can not help you. Now I have other starship’s stores to sort out.” Not for the final time that day he wished that Betty was still in charge of stores rather then this new person. There was a short string of high pitched electrical noise as the store manager handed back a small device that he had been wearing in his ear. The Breen turned and marched out of the room. ~Looks like Betty's replacement is making waves all ready~ Andrew handed the store manager his PADD and watched as the manager went through the PADD. He looked up and handed the PADD back. “Sir I have the seven crates of Jellobutine infusions, Leporazine, Masiform D and Inaprovaline.” Andrew paused for a moment. “You’ve given me seven crates of Jellobutine infusions. I thought you told the Breen that they were already assigned to other ships?” The manager gave him a hard look. “I’m not giving it to HIM. Federation look after their own.” Andrew nodded. “When will this get sent over?” “It will be on the next cargo shuttle.” Andrew nodded again and left. (reply Any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - STI Agent - Lt. Commander Brian Rogers - 16:28) After his workout, Rogers had spent the following three hours keeping up on the latest theoretical tactical maneavuor papers published by Starfleet Academy before promptly heading up to the Ready Room. He strolled through his old stomping grounds, the Main Bridge, and nodded to Lt. Chenoll whom he had met briefly at Starbase Geneva when he held the rank of Ensign (JG). ~God, that seems like a lifetime ago.~ Rogers thought, before stopped outside of the CO's ready room and pressing the door chime. NRPG: Assuming T'Vhor invites him in, also, not sure if O'Connor will be there so I left that vague. RPG: Once admitted, Rogers walked in and saluted the Captain. "Afternoon, sir," he said, before taking a seat opposite the Commanding Officer. "Something tells me you don't want to meet for tea," the intelligence agent quipped. (reply T'Vhor, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Captains Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 16:29) The Captain had been expected the Starfleet intelligence officer, if there was one thing that an SFI man could be relied upon for it was promptness, and today was no exception. The chime to the Captain's ready room chimed at almost exactly the bottom half of the hour as requested and the CO promptly bade him enter. "Afternoon, sir", said Rogers as he rather predictably moved to take the seat on the other side of the Captain's table, before actually being asked to do so. This was one of the Lieutenant Commanders somewhat irritating little foibles and one which did'nt sit particularly well with most commanding officers he'd worked with, including the Captain on this particular occasion. "Have a seat Mr Rogers", said T'Vhor. Rogers seemingly did not spot the slightly sarcastic intonation though and went straight into his usual relaxed candor. "Something tells me you don't want to meet for tea?", he stated. "Tea Mr Rogers?, no... but you may help yourself to one if you wish", said the Captain. Rogers waved a hand casually to imply that he did not require one right now and then settled back into his chair. "I see that your deductional powers are in tip top form Lieutenant Commander, how are they in regards our new mission and it's involvement with the Borg?", asked the Captain. (Reply Rogers) "Oh come now Brian, I'm sure that SFI have briefed you on this one. As the man 'on the spot' as they say, they would not resist using you as their front line intelligence gatherer in this matter", said the Captain. "And this is a matter of some urgency we are talking about, is it not", he added. (Reply Rogers) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Ready Room - SFI Agent - Lt. Commander Brian Rogers - 16:30) Rogers shivered when he heard the word 'Borg'. "Actually, sir, I haven't heard anything on the matter. We're going to fight the Borg?" Rogers asked. "Oh come now Brian, I'm sure that SFI have briefed you on this one. As the man 'on the spot' as they say, they would not resist using you as their front line intelligence gatherer in this matter", said the Captain. "And this is a matter of some urgency we are talking about, is it not", he added. "It is," The Lt. Commander replied. "Undoubtably so, sir, however, I'm afraid the SFI brass doesn't exactly hold me in high regard these days," he asked. "We both know I'm no saint when it comes to ethics, but I questioned some orders when I worked in Field Operations and I offended the wrong people," Rogers explained. "I can put in a request for information with the Borg, sir, but it could take a few days," Rogers said. (reply T'Vhor) "Agreed, sir. The Borg can be rather dangerous," Rogers said. (reply T'Vhor) "The Spectre isn't exactly the most tactically loaded ship, sir. I seem to remember a few times were we almost came up short in a fight, are you sure this is a wise idea?" Rogers asked. (reply T'Vhor, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 16:31) For just a few moments it seemed that the SFI man had actually lost his normally relaxed candor, true the word Borg tended to do that to people but the Captain sensed that he had been genuinely surprised at the very mention of them. Perhaps he really had fallen out of favour with the powers that be after all. "I can put in a request for information with the Borg, sir, but it could take a few days," said the erstwhile Rogers. The Captain nodded pensively. "It would be a start but if what you say is true, and I've no reason to feel that you would deliberately lie on something like this, given your current standing in regards SFI would it be of any use", said the Captain rhetorically. "The Borg are ruthless and methodical in their actions, it would be both prudent and logical to have all the information that might be available", said T'Vhor. "Agreed, sir. The Borg can be rather dangerous," said Rogers. "An understatement Lieutenant Commander", agreed the Captain, "which is precisely the reason the Spectre has been chosen to investigate this matter." "The Spectre isn't exactly the most tactically loaded ship, sir. I seem to remember a few times where we almost came up short in a fight, are you sure this is a wise idea?" Rogers asked. Captain T'Vhor gave a nod and then relaxed back into his chair. "We are the only ship equipped with a phased cloak and as such, the logical choice irrespective of our 'tactical loading' Lieutenant Commander", said the Captain. (Reply Rogter's, IYW) "I think you may find that the Spectre has changed somewhat since you were her First Officer Brian, her teeth have been, shall we say, sharpened somewhat", said T'Vhor. (Reply Roger's) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - SFI Agent - Lt. Cmdr Brian Rogers - 16:33) "We are the only ship equipped with a phased cloak and as such, the logical choice irrespective of our 'tactical loading' Lieutenant Commander," The captain said. Despite his Vulcan blood, Brian could almost, maybe, sense he had wounded T'Vhor's pride. "That didn't help us against the Prime Alpha or Alpha Prime, whatever that little black thing was," Rogers said, leaning back in the chair. "I think you may find that the Spectre has changed somewhat since you were her First Officer Brian, her teeth have been, shall we say, sharpened somewhat", said T'Vhor. "We'll need it," Rogers said. "I'll send back to Earth for information on this Borg threat, sir," (reply T'Vhor) "I think it will depend on how much they think I-" Rogers stopped himself. "-We, need the intelligence on the Borg. If the brass at STI deem it high priority, we could get all of their data as fast as it takes the subspace message to travel back and forth. (reply T'Vhor) "Needless to say, most of it will be highly classified, and for your and Commander O'Connor's eyes only, though you'll have the right to declassify parts of it for department heads at your prerogative," Rogers said. (reply T'Vhor) Roger stood and nodded at his captain. "I'll send the request right away, then, sir," Rogers said, and promptly walked out of the Ready Room. (reply T'Vhor, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Captain's Ready Room - Captain T'Vhor - 16:35) Apparently, the SFI man remained unconvinced of the Spectre's abilities, AND he was suffering memory lapses it would seem. It was true of course that the battles they had endured against the 'Zulu Alpha' attack ships had been furious and more than a little one sided, but they had still come out on top in the end. What had he called them? 'little black things'. 'Alpha primes'... The CO let it lie for the moment but they had hardly been little despite Rogers's curious reassignment of their names, how on Earth had he forgotten their designations? Surely an SFI Officers strongest asset was his ability to remember details. "We'll need it," Rogers had said at the Captains reference to the ship having had her teeth sharpened. "I'll send back to Earth for information on this Borg threat, sir", he added. "If you think that you still have the influence and that it will help us then by all means, do so", said the Captain. "I think it will depend on how much they think I......We, need the intelligence on the Borg. If the brass at STI deem it high priority, we could get all of their data as fast as it takes the subspace message to travel back and forth", said Rogers. The Captain nodded approvingly, right now any information that they could get in regards a new Borg threat would be a definate plus, and considering the skant amount of data he had been issued with so far, anything else at all might indeed give them an edge. "Needless to say, most of it will be highly classified, and for your and Commander O'Connor's eyes only, though you'll have the right to declassify parts of it for department heads at your prerogative," Rogers had continued. "Of course", said the Captain, "but you, as the first recipient of any information, will be sworn to secrecy until such time as I execute that prerogative", he added, more as a warning than a statement of fact. (Reply Rogers) Rogers simply gave a quiet nod after his response, intonating that he understand full well the need for secrecy in such matters, then he stood and informed the Captain that he intended to get right onto it... the matter in hand that was. Roger's was already heading towards the door when the CO's curiosity got the better of him, he just had to find out and so he fired one last question at him. "Mr Rogers..... Alpha Primes?", he quizzed. (Reply Rogers) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - SFI Office - SFI Agent - Lt. Cmdr Brian Rogers - 16:50) Once he had returned to the smallish, rarely used office that was officially designated the SFI Liaison Office, Rogers sat at the empty desk and rolled the chair over to the data terminal. He brought up the login for the Starfleet Intelligence subspace network and using a series of passwords and voice-checks, quickly confirmed to the network's security systems that he was, in fact, Lieutenant Commander Brian Stephen Rogers, and that he wasn't being held at phaser point in an attempt by a theoretical enemy to hijack privileged data from the network. Brian began recording a new subspace message, directed to STI's 'real' headquarters on Earth in parts unknown. Brian hypothesized it was likely underground Starfleet Command in San Francisco, or maybe under Federation Headquarters in Paris, but either way, he didn't know where it was. "This is Lt. Commander Rogers, attached to the USS Spectre," he began. "The Spectre has been sent on an mission involving the Borg. As you're aware, the Borg are extremely dangerous, and the command staff here would like all information we have on them. I am requesting that the official Starfleet Intelligence Borg Dossier be secured and forwarded to the Spectre," Rogers said. He paused for a moment. "Thank you, Spectre out," he said, and the message was done. Rogers worked on the terminal, and soon, the audio file was encrypted, secured, and then sent out of the ship's subspace array through to other various Starfleet communication arrays until it would arrive at Earth and be reviewed by the STI handlers. If they agreed to send the dossier, and how promptly, would be a matter of time. Brian sat back in his office chair, and waited. (reply none) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (Starbase 621 - Main Hub - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 17:50) "Crap, Crap, Crap!" Jynea was not quite bouncing up and down anxiously in the security line-up. Part of being a healer was taking time off. Whether the healer of minds, souls or bodies, you needed time to yourself or you burned out. She'd booked three days in the tank and left her commbadge in her quarters, along with everything that would scream 'Starfleet' and got the heck outta dodge. A retreat devoted to healers, the holographic spa and games deck seemed to have entirely too much 'shop talk' for Jynea's liking, but the mud baths and swimming lanes, however, made up for it. Massages, meditation and really good food did a lot to distress a half-ass counsellor. The eleven hour warning to get back to the ship had taken ten to get to her, buried as she was. She'd cleaned, dressed and barrelled out the door, probably upsetting several in blue's relaxation on the way. ~They'll get over it - THEY still have leave!~ She had dug up the leave logs while on the turbolift made a note to see a certain CMO hadn't taken any time off and to rat fink him out to her superior. ~Even the CAPTAIN took time!~ She was about to start jumping up and down to see what was taking so long when a hand grabbed her. "Do yous know how hards it is to finds you??" Spluttered a frustrated, Spainard. "What?" "Can'ts leave till all are aboard, marines, go round up the slackers.." Rameriz was trying to yank her out of line. "You's are the last to come aboard! Gets it in gear, counsellor!" "I can't just.." Her protest was cut off into a shriek as Rameriz stopped playing the gentleman and just grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder. Carrying the spitting and howling morale officer through the amused and applauding crowd, the marine went up to the gate and marched through, having already shown his credentials and her's. They'd match DNA scan, the hold up was a newly partnered Trill was having to get a full re-scan. Rameriz made it up onto the ship as the final disconnect routines were coming through. He dumped Jynea on her butt on the Spectre side of the corridor. "One counsellor, sir!" He said saluting the amused security officer. "And damn, my morales is better alreadies!" (Reply any) (Posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge – CMO Williams - 17:55) Andrew entered the observation lounge. He found a seat and sat down with the PADD in his hand. After he had returned from the starbase he had gotten down to his reports. Now that sickbay was nearly ready for the off he informed the shuttle crew that were bringing the supply’s to make a detour and give the six crates of Jellobutine infusions to the only Breen ship in orbit on behalf of the USS Spectre. He looked around the observation lounge waiting for the Captain to begin the meeting so that they could find out what all the fuss was about. (reply any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge – Captain T'Vhor - 17:57) The Captain had granted the Doctor a cursory nod upon his arrival for the briefing, he himself had just finished going over recent status reports and overseeing the relevant protocols that were always associated with a Starship venturing out on a mission. Doc Williams had seemed his usual self, perhaps, just as most of the crew he was a little perturbed about their rapid recall though, after all they had barely docked but then as a ship of the line, albeit a special operations vessel at that, it was'nt surprising by any standards. The Doctor promptly took a seat near to the CO and began perusing a PADD, no doubt overseeing the final reports from his own staff and such and wondering, as no doubt he would, as to what the upcoming briefing would reveal. The Captain remained quiet on this for the moment though, it would have been pointless to explain it now only to have to do so again when the rest of the officers arrived so instead, he chose to query one little snippet of information that had shown up in one of his reports, namely the recent transfer of materials to an unknown Breen vessel! "Doctor, I was wondering. Could you explain why you authorised a transfer of equipment to a certain Breen freighter at 17:29", asked the Captain, knowing of course that the Doctors explanation would be a good one. (Reply Williams) "I see", said the Captain pausing now just briefly. "The Captain of the said vessel has asked that I pass on his regards to YOU personally and mentioned that he 'Owed you one'... I'm sure that will make some sense to you, if it does not to me", said T'Vhor with a raise of an eyebrow. (Reply Williams) By then, a few more officers had arrived and had begun to take their relevant seats, all eager no doubt to know why their precious leave had been cut so prematurely. (Reply Williams, ALL) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge - CMO Williams - 17:58) "Doctor, I was wondering. Could you explain why you authorised a transfer of equipment to a certain Breen freighter at 17:29" A smile danced across Williams face before he answered his Captain. He should have realised that the captain would be aware of his transfer. “Yes Captain. When I was at medical procurement I found out that the Breen Captain needed a supply Jellobutine infusions. Medical procurement told him that they had a shortage of Jellobutine and only certain vessels were getting a supply and they were not one.” He paused for a moment before carrying on. “When the supply shuttle arrived I realised that we had more then we needed and decided to send the excess to the Breen freighter.” "I see", "The Captain of the said vessel has asked that I pass on his regards to YOU personally and mentioned that he 'Owed you one'... I'm sure that will make some sense to you, if it does not to me", “Captain Jellobutine infusions are used in the treatment for cell regeneration and if the Breen captain needed it then his ship must be in dire straits as they are part biological.” (reply T’Vhor IYW) Andrew nodded and looked back at his PADD as he put the finishing touches to his report before the meeting started. (reply T’Vhor, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 17:58) Chuck arrived early for once. He had a newfound respect for his office and didn’t want to start things off looking like a big jerk who waits until the last minute to make a report or come to a meeting. “Captain.” He said in greeting with a nod to T’Vhor as well as the few other officers already present. (reply Any) (posted by Anton (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski - 17:59) ~Arrived with time to spare~ thought Kowalski upon entering the Obs lounge, regardless of the fact that there was barely a minute left before the assigned mark of 18:00hrs! It was all quite irrellevant anyway, to a Marine used to pinpoint timing a minute before was no different than five, the important thing was that he had arrived before the due time and with that, he took his seat next to the Doctor, removed his metallic rod from his pocket and then awaited the start of the briefing with those that were already there. With small but deft movements of his fingers, the MXO then began flipping the metal object over and over in his hand and through his fingers as he breathed deeply, it was his way of focusing, a diversionary toy that he used every now and then whenever he felt at a loss over what to think about. This mission was a puzzle for sure and a quick glance towards the Captain did'nt solve any part of it, all there was to do was wait. Kowalski turned to the Doctor beside him, he looked pensive, probably wondering whether or not he had given the CO his medication or not. Did he need medication? Who knew but the Doc, either way the Captain, despite being half Vulcan had an edginess to him right now which could only mean one thing. This was going to be no run of the mill mission, that much was for certain. "So how are things in sickbay Doctor?", said the MXO in an attempt to break the silence that seemed to permeate the air right now. (Reply Williams, Any) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – CMO Williams - 18:00) "So how are things in sickbay Doctor?" Andrew looked over at Kowalski who had take the seat next to him. “They are fine thank you Major. The usual run of the mill illnesses but nothing too dramatic. It does keep me on my toes though. How are things down in marine country?” (Reply Kowalski) “I’ve not seen you since your last physical. All well I hope?” (Reply Kowalski) (Reply Kowalski, Any) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – MXO, Major Bruce Kowalski - 18:01) "So how are things in sickbay Doctor?", said the MXO in an attempt to kill this particular slot of silence. "They are fine thank you Major. The usual run of the mill illnesses but nothing too dramatic. It does keep me on my toes though. How are things down in marine country?", said the Doctor. Kowalski quirked his head to one side and made one of those 'hmm' noises people made when they were wondering just how to answer a query. "Hey, Marines are Marines, you know how it is. We're just trying to keep busy whilst keeping our noses clean until their required to get dirty", he quipped, "and speaking of clean, I've lost count of the times Houseman has stripped his weapon down.... I think he's looking to beat a record or something". The Doctor nodded, clearly he had some inkling of what a Marine billet was like anyway but a like for like question was as good an any. "I’ve not seen you since your last physical. All well I hope?", said the Doctor enquiringly. "Uh...yeah", said Kowalski unconvincingly, "well I got a clean bill of health at my last squad medical if that's what you mean..... but there is this one thing I could use some assistance with", he added. (Reply Williams) "It can keep, I'll come see you in your den later.... if that's ok of course", said Kowalski. (Reply Williams) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Chief OPS - Lt. Chenoll - 18:01) Sometimes, being the department head was tough. The replacement Ops officer was late to the Bridge, meaning that Chenoll couldn't get off to the senior staff briefing as soon as she would have liked. She wasn't a displinarian, which made it difficult for her as the head of Operations. Maybe she should ask for some advice from Captain T'Vhor or Commander O'Connor. Either way, the blue-skinned Bolian entered the Observation Lounge and took a seat at the table. Soon enough, the Captain began the briefing began. Chenoll listened intently as the Captain described the situation with the Borg. Chenoll couldn't help but feel an impending sense of dread slowly coming over her as she thought about those creepy Borg. She looked at Lt. Donaldson quickly, ~Should be an interesting mission for him,~ she thought. (reply none, any) (Posted by Kevin Schram) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – CMO Williams - 18:03) "Uh...yeah", said Kowalski unconvincingly, "well I got a clean bill of health at my last squad medical if that's what you mean..... but there is this one thing I could use some assistance with", he added. ”Of course Major how can I help you?” "It can keep, I'll come see you in your den later.... if that's ok of course", said Kowalski. Andrew smiled. “Not a problem. I’m free whenever you want to pop in.” (Reply Kowalski, any) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Observation lounge - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 18:04) At least she was in uniform for this meeting, the last she'd not only been late but been in costume for a "sock hop." She'd thought T'Vhor would have her transferred off at the next chance due to the look she'd received from her commanding officer. Of course, this time she was late, had mud streaked hair and probably smears of mud under uniform from where the quick shower had been too quick. The back of her neck itched suspiciously, but if she scratched it and it did have mud, she'd just flake it all over the nice clean deck. On the plus side, she wasn't the head of the department this time and her presence wasn't as supposedly integral. "Sorry - marine morale issue." She murmured, sliding into a free seat. She'd almost said 'Sorry, taking care of a marine's morale' but *everyone* would take *that* line the wrong way. Like she'd be attracted to those thugs! Captain T'Vhor had the little crease on his forehead he got when he was pained. Jynea wondered if she could just crawl under the desk. (Reply those present) (Posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Captain T'Vhor - 18:05) With the subsequent arrival of Doctor Gunnell and the last of the Spectre's Officers having now seated themselves upon their requisite seats, the Captain began the briefing in earnest, opening with an uncustomery warning in regards security protocol and such due to the classified nature of what was soon to follow. There was no doubt of course that this mission had certainly provoked much speculation in both the Command officers and those serving under them, and the very mention of the Borg's involvement to the CO and FO, did not exactly inspire confidence in either of them either. But who were they to question? If the Borg were looking for a second incursion option, then it was their job as Starfleet Officers to counter that threat no matter what the cost, and with their phased cloak, what better equipped ship was there in the fleet than the Spectre? "Gentlemen, ladies", said the Captain, "no doubt you are all wondering why leave has been cut short and why we have been ordered out of spacedock so soon", he added. "The reason for this is simple, something has occurred in the vicinity of the Zeta Gellis Cluster that requires prompt and urgent attention. At precisely fourteen twenty three hundred hours yesterday, a signal was received and monitored at the Tan'Talus deep space array that invoked a priority one alert at Starfleet HQ. That signal has since been repeated at regular intervals, it's origin appears to be Borg specific but the location itself is of the greatest concern as it originated at the outermost terminus of the subspace river itself.... our own network of movement throughout the quadrant", said the Captain as he glanced around at those assembled to note their reactions. To most of course, the threat was quite obvious, it was clear that nobody wanted a repeat of the Wolf 359 incident, and any sign that the Borg might be making another move on sector zero zero one was anything but reassuring. The Captain quickly turned his attention to the new arrival seated near to him. "Doctor Gunnell here has been appointed as our mission specialist", said the Captain motioning now to the Doctor herself. "Her speciality is specifically the Borg, their strengths, their weaknesses, their hive mentality. She will liase with myself and the Science department throughout this mission and will feed back our findings to 52nd fleet command", said the Captain, "if need be, the fleet will be mobilised but it is our first remit to contain this at the source. We have clear orders to destroy any Borg vessel we encounter 'only' if it is deemed absolutely necessary, our first priority is not to engage", said the Captain. (Reply Any, IYW) "Our mission is to observe the Borg and attempt to circumvent whatever they may be hoping to gain from their own observations of the Subspace network. It can of course be deduced logically that their intentions, either now or in the near future are obviously to attempt incursion into Federation space, our first concern though remains as is. We are NOT to initiate anything that might escalate an all out attack upon sector zero zero one", said the Captain. (Reply Any) "It will take us One hundred and nineteen days at maximum warp to reach our destination, a long time yes but we are closer than any other suitably equipped Federation vessel", said the Captain. "I suggest that we use this time to our advantage, it will give us time to prepare.", said the Captain as he then went on to request departmental updates from all department heads in readiness for the upcoming mission. (Reply Any, All) (Posted by Alan) NRPG: More to follow... (USS Spectre – Bridge – Security Officer Smith/ Pilot Officer Smith – 18:05) Jo had been placed at the tactical station for this shift. She enjoyed working on the bridge as this was where everything happened. You could get a good overview of the whole ship from here. ~Except at the moment~ The senior staff had all got into a private meeting and there was no information about what was happening. She looked up as the turbolift door opened and saw Jennifer walk out onto the bridge. She gave a quick nod and a brief smile as she passed heading for the conn station. Jo smiled back and then returned to her work. A few seconds passed and a small icon appeared on her console. She activated and found that it was a message from Jennifer. So Sis what’s all the rush. The rabbits done a runner or something? Does an Admiral want us to baby sit their offspring or move their furniture? Jo gave a smile and rolled her eyes. How should I know Jen. No one tells me anything. But Sis you’re the family super spook. You know everything. Jo shook her head gently. Jen that may be but there are limits to my eaves dropping abilities and any way I’m out of SFI. Sis once a spook always a spook. Jo gave a soft groan. Jen if you believe that you’ll believe anything. Now push off and do some work. You know what that is right! Love you to Sis. Jen killed the connection and looked back at her console. Of course she was interested. She hated being left in the dark but just like everyone else she would be told when she was ready. (realy any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – CMO Williams - 18:06) Andrew’s attention was caught as the Captain mentioned about the secretive nature of the mission. Although the Spectre did go on a lot of clandestine missions, this one had the feeling of being a big one. "Gentlemen, ladies", "No doubt you are all wondering why leave has been cut short and why we have been ordered out of spacedock so soon", "The reason for this is simple, something has occurred in the vicinity of the Zeta Gellis Cluster that requires prompt and urgent attention. At precisely fourteen twenty three hundred hours yesterday, a signal was received and monitored at the Tan'Talus deep space array that invoked a priority one alert at Starfleet HQ. That signal has since been repeated at regular intervals, it's origin appears to be Borg specific but the location itself is of the greatest concern as it originated at the outermost terminus of the subspace river itself.... our own network of movement throughout the quadrant", Andrew tried to hide the flicker of a worried frown which appeared on his face. ~The Borg. This is going to be F*****G marvellous~ "Doctor Gunnell here has been appointed as our mission specialist", said the Captain motioning now to the Doctor herself. "Her speciality is specifically the Borg, their strengths, their weaknesses, their hive mentality. She will liase with myself and the Science department throughout this mission and will feed back our findings to 52nd fleet command", said the Captain, "if need be, the fleet will be mobilised but it is our first remit to contain this at the source. We have clear orders to destroy any Borg vessel we encounter 'only' if it is deemed absolutely necessary, our first priority is not to engage", said the Captain. ~Depending on how you see it the Borg don’t leave many wounded so I might not be needed too much. Not sure how I feel about that one~ "Our mission is to observe the Borg and attempt to circumvent whatever they may be hoping to gain from their own observations of the Subspace network. It can of course be deduced logically that their intentions, either now or in the near future are obviously to attempt incursion into Federation space, our first concern though remains as is. We are NOT to initiate anything that might escalate an all out attack upon sector zero zero one", said the Captain. ~Looks like I’ll be hitting the research while we’re going there. I’m sure there were some papers on un Borgaphying people some where~ He paused and glanced at Doctor Gunnell. ~Maybe Gunnell may have some up to date information. I am not losing people due to my lack of knowledge~ "It will take us One hundred and nineteen days at maximum warp to reach our destination, a long time yes but we are closer than any other suitably equipped Federation vessel", said the Captain. "I suggest that we use this time to our advantage, it will give us time to prepare." Andrew looked around before starting to make sure no one wanted to go before him. “The Medical department will be ready by the time we depart. We are just waiting for the last of the equipment and medication to be loaded.” ~Now I know what we are dealing with I’ll get a few extra things just in case~ He looked over at Kirien in case that he had forgotten anything important. (reply Kirien IYW, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 18:07) ~The Borg. Freaking wonderful.~ Jynea scowled at the table in front of her, hands clenched around the mug of water. ~Oh, and extra bonus, four months for us to get good and worked up that there's Borg waiting for us at the end of the line! Oh, and not to mention either that come four months from now the freaking Borg won't even be where we last saw them and what limited intel we have will be completely worthless.~ Jynea of a year ago wouldn't have recognized herself by thoughts. She was coming up on a year's service on the ship and the fact that she was thinking intel and long term effects of travel would have shocked the year-younger Jynea. ~And by the look on Chuck's face no one thought to warn him either!~ Jynea realized she was probably shoving her anger and frustration up the noses of those with extra senses, but she was spitting nails and not really too much in caring about who knew it either. ~Time to prepare. And they say the Captain has no sense of humour or irony.~ (Reply Donaldson) (Posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 18:12) "Doctor Gunnell here has been appointed as our mission specialist", said the Captain motioning now to the Doctor herself. "Her speciality is specifically the Borg, their strengths, their weaknesses, their hive mentality. She will liase with myself and the Science department throughout this mission and will feed back our findings to 52nd fleet command", said the Captain, "if need be, the fleet will be mobilised but it is our first remit to contain this at the source. We have clear orders to destroy any Borg vessel we encounter 'only' if it is deemed absolutely necessary, our first priority is not to engage", said the Captain. “I apologize for interrupting, Captain. As someone who’s had personal experience with the Borg I’d like to work closely with Dr. Gunnell. I know the Borg all too well and I think I can provide a unique perspective. I can still perform my ship duties in the process. If we do indeed encounter the Borg we can assume they pose a serious security risk.” (Reply T’Vhor, any) (Posted by Anton) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – Captain T'Vhor - 18:14) The interruption from the newly appointed security chief was not unexpected and indeed, to an extent warranted. Donaldson had raised a valid point in that as a part Borg himself, it was most likely that he could prove an asset to this mission. "Agreed", said the Captain, "I'm sure Doctor Gunnell will be most interested in liasing with you on this matter", he added turning towards the Doctor as he spoke. Gunnell simply nodded her assent and gave a cursory glance towards the Sec Chief. (Reply Donaldson, IYW) It was at that point that it became clear that the Doctor felt a certain unease at dealing with those that had once been connected to the collective. Despite her vast knowledge on Borg semantics, in her own experience she still felt them at best to be an unreliable aspect and definately not something to be relied upon wholly in a crisis. Indeed, before boarding she had taken it upon herself to oversee the command crew profiles and Donaldson's file in particular had held interest to her in that, not only was there the undeniable link seen in all de-assimilated Borg drones, but also the very real physical connection via his wife, still a Borg Drone no less. Would this officer indeed be reliable? The question hung in the air, un-asked of course. As though pre-empting the Doctors concerns though, the Captain immediately spoke up and bolstered his Security officer's position with a timely announcement regarding his recent promotion, could it have been any more timely thought the Doctor.... who knew, either way it was obviously an indication that if she herself was unsure, then the CO most definately was not. "Lieutenant Donaldson, perhaps this might be the correct time to announce your promotion to chief of security, a rank increase to full lieutenant coming with that position of course", said the Captain with a cursory nod towards the good Doctor herself. (Reply Donaldson) "I am assured that Lieutenant Vasilyovna has the utmost confidence in you, please, do not let her down", said the Captain. (Reply Donaldson) Moving on, the Captain then opened the table for discussion with a curt 'any questions?' to the assembled gathering. (Reply Donaldson, Any) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Observation Lounge – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson - 18:14) The interruption from the newly appointed security chief was not unexpected and indeed, to an extent warranted. Donaldson had raised a valid point in that as a part Borg himself, it was most likely that he could prove an asset to this mission. "Agreed", said the Captain, "I'm sure Doctor Gunnell will be most interested in liasing with you on this matter", he added turning towards the Doctor as he spoke. Gunnell simply nodded her assent and gave a cursory glance towards the Sec Chief. “It make sense, Captain. I can’t imagine my request came as a total surprise.” Said Chuck glancing from T’Vhor to Dr. Gunnel. (reply T’Vhor, any IYW) It was at that point that it became clear that the Doctor felt a certain unease at dealing with those that had once been connected to the collective. Despite her vast knowledge on Borg semantics, in her own experience she still felt them at best to be an unreliable aspect and definitely not something to be relied upon wholly in a crisis. Indeed, before boarding she had taken it upon herself to oversee the command crew profiles and Donaldson's file in particular had held interest to her in that not only was there the undeniable link seen in all de-assimilated Borg drones, but also the very real physical connection via his wife, still a Borg Drone no less. Would this officer indeed be reliable? The question hung in the air, un-asked of course. As though pre-empting the Doctors concerns, the Captain immediately spoke up and bolstered his Security officer's position with a timely announcement regarding his recent promotion, could it have been any more timely thought the Doctor.... who knew, either way it was obviously an indication that if she herself was unsure, then the CO most definitely was not. "Lieutenant Donaldson, perhaps this might be the correct time to announce your promotion to chief of security, a rank increase to full lieutenant coming with that position of course", said the Captain with a cursory nod towards the good Doctor herself. “I think just about everyone knew that I had been approved for the promotion. At any rate it’s customary to make the announcement of a promotion at a senior officer meeting.” Thinking a moment Chuck added, “... and let me lay any concerns to rest, I am prepared to handle all matters pertaining to the security of the Spectre.” "I am assured that Lieutenant Vasilyovna has the utmost confidence in you, please, do not let her down", said the Captain. “I can’t promise that security will stay the same as it has been. We should have plenty of time before the conclusion of this mission to complete the transition.” Moving on, the Captain then opened the table for discussion with a curt 'any questions?' to the assembled gathering. (reply T’Vhor, any) (posted by Anton) (USS Spectre - Security - Ensign Jynea Kreung - 18:40) Really, it should have been her first guess on where to locate the newly made chief of the department, but she would be the first to admit she was more steaming than thinking. She'd travelled half of his haunts before realizing she could just ask the computer where he was. "My brain is still in a mud bath." Jynea muttered. She should probably have spent some of that time in a sonic shower rather than hunting down Chuck, but.. She sighed, squared her shoulders and entered the department. She wasn't particularly surprised to find him behind his once superior's desk, eyeball deep in something, rubbing his implant. "I'd slap your hand, but I think you've earned some implant fidgets." Jynea said in greeting. (Reply Donaldson?) Jynea flomped on the chair, "I took three days in retreat and got hauled back to the ship early over the shoulder of a marine. The day could have been a bit better in my world, but I suspect it was still better than your's." (Reply Donaldson?) Ten thousand thoughts whirling around in Chuck's eyes and none seemed to be expressed. "I hate to sound like a counsellor instead of a friend but.. did you want to talk about it?" (Reply Donaldson) (Posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre - Security – TAC/SC Charles “Chuck” Donaldson – 18:41) Chuck was sitting at his desk puzzling over the everyday problems in Security. ~Did she handle all this crap herself? Vasilyovna … Superwoman.~ "I'd slap your hand, but I think you've earned some implant fidgets." Jynea said in greeting. Chuck hadn’t even noticed she’d walked in … he was caught pretty off guard … or at least as off guard as he got. “Jynea, have a seat.” He said motioning to the chair in front of his desk. Jynea flomped on the chair, "I took three days in retreat and got hauled back to the ship early over the shoulder of a marine. The day could have been a bit better in my world, but I suspect it was still better than your's." “There’s that surprising power of observation. Although I imagine I look obviously stressed. Taking over what Yelena left behind isn’t an overnight transition.” Chuck replied. Ten thousand thoughts whirling around in Chuck's eyes and none seemed to be expressed. "I hate to sound like a counsellor instead of a friend but … did you want to talk about it?" “Ah, that’s the crux of this visit? An evaluation? Here I thought you just wanted to see me.” Said Chuck. (reply Jynea) “What exactly is it you want me to talk about? I can think of at least three things to talk about and you probably don’t have the time to listen to them all.” (Reply Kreung) (Posted by Anton) (USS Spectre - Security – Ensign Jynea Kreung – 18:42) “Ah, that’s the crux of this visit? An evaluation? Here I thought you just wanted to see me.” Said Chuck. Jynea made a rude and rather unprofessional noise. Two heartbeats and then brain seemed to kick in as brow wrinkled and she sat forward in the chair, "Uhm, did I miss something?" “What exactly is it you want me to talk about? I can think of at least three things to talk about and you probably don’t have the time to listen to them all.” "*I* have nothing but time," Jynea replied, looking a good mix of confused and injured. "But if you'd rather I go and let you wade through the pile of PADD-work your ex-boss left you..?" (Reply Donaldson) (Posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre - Security – TAC/SC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson – 18:43) "*I* have nothing but time," Jynea replied, looking a good mix of confused and injured. "But if you'd rather I go and let you wade through the pile of PADD-work your ex-boss left you..?" Jynea quipped. "No, no, no ... I need a good excuse to set this stuff aside for right now. please stay." Chuck said leaning forward in his chair. (reply Kreung IYW) "What would you like to hear first?" asked Chuck. (reply Kreung) "I'm sure you've heard a rumor or two and that's what brought you here." he said sheepishly. (reply Kreung) (posted by Anton) (USS Spectre - Security – Morale Officer Jynea Kreung – 18:44) "What would you like to hear first?" asked Chuck. "A really good dissertation topic that I will keep for more than three days." Jynea offered. She was never going to make it to Lieutenant if she didn't get off her ass and finish her doctorate. (Reply Donaldson) "Oh, the *serious* answer.." She tilted her head to one side and looked thoughtful, "Nope, sorry, too tired and too muddy to be serious and focused, why don't you tell me what I should be asking about?" "I'm sure you've heard a rumor or two and that's what brought you here." he said sheepishly. "Uhm." Jynea closed one eyes and screwed up her face, "You really are pregnant with a holo-marine's love child?" (Reply Donaldson) "Honest, Cha.. Chuck," she made a face when she said it, "I came here 'cause I thought you'd be of missed feelings of dealing with the Borg. If I was gonna make a random shot in the dark," she added in an audible grumble, "since apparently today is 'not give Jynea a straight answer day.'" Before continuing on, "I'd say you're scared to deal with the fearsome foe once more, eager to get some revenge, hopeful that maybe you'll find your wife, scared you won't, etcetera, etcetera." (Reply Donaldson) "Yeah well, don't tell anyone, I'm trying to avoid office hours." (Reply Donaldson) (posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/SC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 18:45) "A really good dissertation topic that I will keep for more than three days." Jynea offered. "And now," Chuck leaned further forward in his chair, "the serious answer." "Oh, the *serious* answer.." She tilted her head to one side and looked thoughtful, "Nope, sorry, too tired and too muddy to be serious and focused, why don't you tell me what I should be asking about?" "I'm sure you've heard a rumor or two and that's what brought you here." he said sheepishly. "Uhm." Jynea closed one eyes and screwed up her face, "You really are pregnant with a holo-marine's love child?" "We could continue with the humorous banter but I am really interested in what you came here to do." Said Chuck. "Honest, Cha.. Chuck," she made a face when she said it, "I came here 'cause I thought you'd be of missed feelings of dealing with the Borg. If I was gonna make a random shot in the dark," she added in an audible grumble, "since apparently today is 'not give Jynea a straight answer day.'" Before continuing on, "I'd say you're scared to deal with the fearsome foe once more, eager to get some revenge, hopeful that maybe you'll find your wife, scared you won't, etcetera, etcetera." "Aha, there's that masked cleverness." Said Chuck, "I think I've discovered your secret." "Yeah well, don't tell anyone, I'm trying to avoid office hours." Said Jynea. "As are we all, Counselor." (reply Kreung IYW) (posted by Anton) (USS Spectre - Security - Morale Officer Jynea Kreung – 18:53) Jynea let out a sigh, "Chuck, I like you, I enjoy your company, and hell, sure I'd love to get naked with you.. but I get the feeling you're an all or nothing kind of person, and even a mutually monogamous relationship based on sex wouldn't satisfy your heart. I don't love you, and in all honesty, considering my background and experiences, I'm not sure I will ever give that much of myself to any one person.. and I think that would make you more miserable than happy. Though, I suppose, I could hope to be wrong?" (Reply Donaldson) (Posted by Lorna) (USS Spectre - Security - TAC/SC Charles "Chuck" Donaldson - 18:54) Jynea let out a sigh, "Chuck, I like you, I enjoy your company, and hell, sure I'd love to get naked with you.. but I get the feeling you're an all or nothing kind of person, and even a mutually monogamous relationship based on sex wouldn't satisfy your heart. I don't love you, and in all honesty, considering my background and experiences, I'm not sure I will ever give that much of myself to any one person.. and I think that would make you more miserable than happy. Though, I suppose, I could hope to be wrong?" Chuck adjusted the pips on his collar. "All or nothing ... that's a good estimation of the way I feel about life I guess." He moved his hand from his collar to his chin and leaned back slightly placing his free hand on the arm of his chair. "I can't say that I'm used to talking about this topic so openly with anyone. Except ..." Chuck paused, "I don't love you either, you just have that nasty habit of making intelligent speeches that make you so damned attractive." (reply Kreung IYW) "Perhaps I'm just vulnerable to those Orion pheromones. At any rate you have a magnetism that makes me never want to lose you. On whatever level I may *have* you at this moment ... friend, confidant, or whatever it may be." (reply Kreung) (posted by Anton) (USS Spectre - Doctor Gunnell's Quarters - Mission Specialist, Dr Sam Gunnell - 19:10) Samantha paced the corridor with a certain degree of eagerness now, after allighting at the required deck she had nodded briefly to the two crewmen that had acknowledged her and had then quickly sped ahead, one thing now fixed firmly in her mind. The pounding in her left temple had become slightly worsened since her arrival onboard and as such, her quarters and the subsequent relief she would obtain upon arrival there, beckoned with an insistency that only someone suffering pain would ever understand. It wasn't that she was stressed at all by this new mission, to her it was just another day, albeit one that threatened to put the Federation once again in a state of readiness in regards impending danger. No, it was the accident involving the Borg device two years prior, that and the fact that it had been a while now since she had been stationed on board a starship, to be honest she didn't care much for it at all preferring instead the static safety of her lab to the ever-changing rollercoaster of a mission borne problem such as this one. The doors rolled by seemingly endlessly as she made her way along the deck, each one looking just the same bar the numeric designation affixed to them. The computer helped of course, flashing it's blue annunciator along the wall to guide her onwards, but still it seemed to go on forever, and then..... "Ahh, there you are", said Gunnell, somewhat relieved now as she stopped and then pressed the keyed chime before awaiting it's subsequent processing of her unique DNA profile. The door slid aside and in she went, immediately throwing her personal luggage onto the bunk before rummaging inside one of the outer pockets and then heading off to one of the ante rooms to begin the process. The small device hummed to life and then began flashing it's readout until stabilising on one green light, the signal of readiness. Samantha wasted no time at all as she held the smooth head of the thing to her temple and then pressed the button. She sighed contentedly as the pain quickly receeded to near nothingness, then, once the cycle had completed, she returned to the lounge area of her quarters and sat upon the bunk so as to test it's comfort with a few well timed bounces before placing the small device next to the holdall. ~Hmm, should have brought my hamock~ The thought was a pointless one of course, where would she anchor the damn thing, it was an undeniable fact that Starfleet, with all it's advancement in starship design still lacked that certain edge when it came to adaptable and comfortable convenience. Samantha sighed and then leaned over to unzip her holdall, removing her clothing for stowing away in one of the nearby lockers as she did, then as she stood the chime to her quarters suddenly sounded. Samantha furrowed her brow. ~No doubt the Captain coming to quiz me again on what I am, or am not concealing from him~ she thought. "Enter", said Samantha, placing the clothing back onto the bunk again until later. The door slid aside and the caller stepped in.... in medical teal rather than command red. A moment of surprise flashed across Gunnell's face, she had assumed that it would have been the Spectre's CO and yet..... "Doctor!", said Samantha, her face relaxing slightly into one of quiet relief. "Hallo Doctor Gunnell. I'm Dr Williams. I am sorry to bother you but I was wondering if I could have a word?", said Williams. Gunnell let out a sigh, looked briefly to the pile of clothing upon her bunk and then returned her gaze to the Doctor with a quirk of her head. "Of course, how can I help you Doctor", said Samantha. The Doctor then fired away. "I am trying to get as much medical data on the borg assimilation process and their implants. This is so that we are prepared in case it is needed.", said Williams. "Borg devices and the assimilation process are fairly well documented and on file Doctor, was there something specific you had in mind?", said Gunnell unsure now as to where he was going. "I have found that there are a couple of files which deal specificly with the sugical removal of certain implants but I do not have the access to see them. I was wondering if you could obtain this for me.", said Williams handing over the PADD in his hand as he spoke. Doctor Gunnell duly took it and then began reading through what he had marked upon it. "I see", she said, "the files you are referring to are sparce I agree, this is all due for update, most of it is dated now.... I'll see what I can do when I get settled in, after all we have a long journey ahead of us and plenty of time to correlate and pool our data", she added. (Reply Williams, IYW) "All that I have on the Borg will be uploaded to the Spectre computer core of course, I will see to it that you receive the relevant access", said Gunnell. (Reply Williams, IYW) "I understand you have a de-assimilated crewman on board Doctor?", said Samantha. (Reply Williams) "I would very much like to speak with him sometime if I may, de-assimilated drones invariably retain a certain link to the collective and other drones regardless of their detachment.... Lieutenant Donaldson may prove most useful during this mission", said Gunnell. (Reply Williams) Samantha nodded and then seated herself upon the edge of her bunk. "I hope you don't mind Doctor, I've been on my feet all day", said Samantha as she stretched her arms backwards to ease the muscular tension within her shoulders. (Reply Williams) "Well, if that's all, I'd like to try and settle in and get a little rest", said Doctor Gunnell handing his PADD back to him again. (Reply Williams) (Posted by Alan) (USS Spectre - Doctor Gunnell's quarters - CMO Williams - 19:20) Andrew had desided to get as much information as possible about the Borg and their implant tech. He had already sent the computer on a mission to seek out as much data that it could gather. As it was doing that he had decided to go and speak to Doctor Gunnell who was the on board specialist. He tapped on the door chime and waited for it to open. The doors opened and he stepped in. "Hallo Doctor Gunnell. I'm Dr Williams. I am sorry to bother you but I was wondering if I could have a word?" (reply Doctor Gunnell) "I am trying to get as much medical data on the borg assimilation process and their implants. This is so that we are prepared in case it is needed." ~The last thing that I need is to muck things up when removing a Borg implant from a member of the crew~ "I have found that there are a couple of files which deal specificly with the sugical removal of certain implants but I do not have the access to see them. I was wondering if you could obtain this for me." He handed her the PADD with the relavent files. (reply Doctor Gunnell) (reply Doctor Gunnell, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre - Doctor Gunnell's Quarters – CMO Williams - 19:21) "I see", "the files you are referring to are sparce I agree, this is all due for update, most of it is dated now.... I'll see what I can do when I get settled in, after all we have a long journey ahead of us and plenty of time to correlate and pool our data", she added. Andrew nodded. “Thank you Doctor I would appreciate that.” "All that I have on the Borg will be uploaded to the Spectre computer core of course, I will see to it that you receive the relevant access", said Gunnell. ”Thank you that would be most helpful.” "I understand you have a de-assimilated crewman on board Doctor?", said Samantha. ”Yes Lieutenant Donaldson.” "I would very much like to speak with him sometime if I may, de-assimilated drones invariably retain a certain link to the collective and other drones regardless of their detachment.... Lieutenant Donaldson may prove most useful during this mission", said Gunnell. ”You would have to arrange a time to speak to Mr Donaldson.” "I hope you don't mind Doctor, I've been on my feet all day", said Samantha as she stretched her arms backwards to ease the muscular tension within her shoulders. “Of course not Doctor. Thank you for your time.” "Well, if that's all, I'd like to try and settle in and get a little rest", said Doctor Gunnell handing his PADD back to him again. Andrew took the PADD. “I’ll leave you to settle in. Good evening Doctor.” With that Andrew left and headed back towards Sickbay. (Reply any) (Posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – CMO Williams - 19:45) Andrew looked up from his desk as Douwsy stuck her head in the door to his office. “All the stock and supplies are stored away.” Andrew nodded. “Great thank you Douwsy.” “Andrew?” He could see that something was on her mind “Yes Douwsy.” “Where are we going?” He looked at her. “I can’t tell you Douwsy. It’s all hush, hush.” “Like you would have to kill me after you told me type of thing.” “Well its not that bad but yeah something like that.” “So what is it then?” He gave her a hard stare. “Douwsy.” She put up her hands in mock defence. “Okay, okay you can’t blame a girl for trying.” Andrew rolled his eyes and grinned “Yeah well. Go and do some nurse stuff and leave me to this report before we leave dock okay.” “Okay see you later.” When Douwsy left, Andrew sent the report to the Captain stating that the department was ready for departure. He then tapped his comm badge. “Dr Williams to Dr Kirien.” (reply Kirien) “It’s nothing urgent I just wondered if you were free later to go over some details of the mission. If its not convenient then we can to it another day. I know you have other considerations at the moment.” ~Yeah like her kids. Just coz you are an insomniac that has too much time in his hands does not mean that everyone else has~ (reply Kirien) (reply Kirien, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – CMO Williams - 20:25) Andrew looked around sickbay. They had yet to leave star base but would soon be heading off to their new mission. He definitely felt that this could be one of the hardest. He felt the usual mission worries that always haunted him at the beginning of any mission. Would he be able to cope with whatever they had to face and worst of all would he lose members of the crew. He tried to shake those feelings from his mind but they refused to go completely. It probably did not help that they were going to meet the Borg, one of the scariest enemies that the federation had. He looked at his staff who were going around doing their duties. ~Better tell the team~ He walked back into his office and grabbed his PADD. He quickly sent a message requesting all medical personal to report to sickbay for a briefing at 2100. He was sure that sickbay was ready for the task ahead but was the CMO. ~Well we'll just have to find out~ (reply sickbay team, any) (posted by Robbie) (USS Spectre – Sickbay – CMO Williams - 21:00) Andrew looked around sickbay at his medical team who had arrived at his request. ~Okay better tell why you asked them to be here~ "Okay everyone thank you for coming. I know that some of you are nearly finished your shift so I'll be quick to let you go." He gave a slight pause trying to find a right way to tell them. "As you know there has been much speculation about where we are going and what we are going to do." He glanced quickly at Douwsy who gave a slight grin. "We are at present heading for the Zeta Gellis Cluster. The Tan'Talus deep space array has sent Starfleet HQ a priority one alert. It appears that there is a Borg presence at that location." He paused to let it all sink in and he saw Douwsy's grin drop. "Due to our cloaking device we have been selected to investigate as well as being the closest vessel. I expect every one to be up to date on their protocols and emergency training. It will take us One hundred and nineteen days at maximum warp to reach our destination so we have that time to get ready." He gave another pause before carrying on. "Any questions." (reply any from Sickbay) (posted by Robbie) =========================================================================