USS BOUDICCA COMPILE 2/14/10-3/10/10 
 
 
Mission: All the King?s Horses, Day 2 
Stardate: 2413.10.16 
 
 
(Boudicca - Bridge - ACSO Ens. (jg) David Martin - (2-1022.5) 
 
NRPG - My apologies for the severe tardiness of this post. Also not sure of the 
time stamps could not find one with this time but doesn't mean there isn't one 
already. 
 
RPG 
 
David was running several scans when he received a comm message from one of the 
acting Chief Medical Officer stationed on the planets surface. 
 
=^= Dr Candle to Ensign Martin =^= 
 
David tapped his comm badge. "Go ahead Doctor." 
 
=^= I have been thinking is there anyway we can monitor the seismic activity on 
the ground here?  I've traveled to Topaline mines before and have heard about 
mining techniques that can cause seismic events or rock bursts, is there any way 
we can check on that? =^= 
 
"Yes Doctor, I am currently running scans checking for more seismic activity and 
locations of the mines that have been built on the planet, and cross referencing 
that with the epicenter of the quake. However any determination of if the mining 
is the cause of seismic event will probably have to wait some time as I am 
currently running the ships scanners at maximum, scanning  the surface several 
times over. I wouldn't dare to even attempt to try and make a determination as 
to what happen until I was able to thoroughly go through all of the data that is 
currently pouring in. Is there anything else I can help you with, Doctor?" 
 
(Candle, Any) 
(Posted by David Deffenbaugh) 
 
 
Mission: All the King?s Horses 
Day 2 
Stardate: 2413.10.16 
 
(Jahdara III - Temporary Sickbay - ACMO Basil Candle - (2-1023.5)  
Ensign Martin replied 
=^=Yes Doctor, I am currently running scans checking for more seismic activity 
and locations of the mines that have been built on the planet, and cross 
referencing that with the epicenter of the quake. However any determination of 
if the mining is the cause of seismic event will probably have to wait some time 
as I am currently running the ships scanners at maximum, scanning the surface 
several times over. I wouldn't dare to even attempt to try and make a 
determination as to what happen until I was able to thoroughly go through all of 
the data that is currently pouring in. Is there anything else I can help you 
with, Doctor?"=^= 
?No ?? 
~No telling him to look for other non-natural signs. Always thinking the worse 
Candle~ 
?? thank you Ensign, Candle out? 
(None) 
(Posted by Warren Simkins) 
(USS Boudicca - Main Sickbay - CMO - Cmdr Josh Caskie  - Day 2 - 1137) 
 
"Certainly Doctor, that will be perfect. Go to Transporter room 1 and I will 
send any other volunteers there. Consider yourself as Team Leader and thank you 
for responding to the call." 
 
Josh heard the reply from the aFO and acknowledged it.  Leaving the quiet of her 
office she sought out the next most senior doctor in Sickbay and on finding him 
took him aside for a moment. 
 
"I am going planet side since they need more people with climbing experience.  
This leaves you as the next senior MO.  You are in charge of Sickbay until I 
return.  I know you'll do fine.  I have organised coffee and sandwiches to 
arrive in a couple of hours.  Make sure that everyone gets a break then and 
remember to take one yourself.  I will be back as soon as I can." 
 
With that Josh made her way back to her quarters, picked up her climbing gear 
and made her way back to the transporter room. 
 
(Jahdara III ? Temporary Medical Site ? CMO - Cmdr Josh Caskie - Day 2 - 11:49) 
 
On beaming down to the Temporary Medical Site Josh strode into the middle of it, 
stopped one of the nurses and asked to be directed to Dr Candle.  The nurse 
hummed and hawed and directed her to the Head Nurse.  Thankfully the Head Nurse 
was more direct. 
 
"Dr Candle is no longer here.  He left with one of the rescue missions." 
 
Josh simply sighed.  "Understood, please direct me to whoever he left in 
charge."  The nurse sighed again.  "Unfortunately Dr Candle left without leaving 
anyone specifically in charge." 
 
Josh sighed again.  "I see.  Very well.  Since you are the Head Nurse you will 
know who the senior doctor is here.  Go find him, bring him to me right now." 
 
Not too long after she had asked the senior doctor appeared before her and Josh 
smiled at him.  "Dr Walen.  I apologise but I am going to have to ask you to 
take over this site as the senior Medical Officer.  Dr Candle has been called 
away and I have beamed down specifically to check out one of the mine shafts." 
 
Josh was trying her hardest not to let anyone see how furious she was.  How dare 
Candle simply walk away in the first place without even checking with her and 
not even designate someone else to be in charge.  Josh was furious and she would 
have words with him, but it most certainly would be later, a lot later.  Once 
the situation was under control.  At present she had work to do. 
 
(Reply any or none) 
 
(Posted by Marilyn) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Outside the Atmosphere Processor ? ACMO Basil Candle? 1151) 
 
"Command protocol Doctor. Simply put, as soon as the ship got the explosion 
report, they would have attempted to lock on and beam anyone out of the affected 
area, likely directly to sickbay or the temporary facility you have set up on 
the surface. I don?t make a habit of assuming? but in this case I will. If the 
transporter chief could have gotten a clean lock on them, they?d be safely out 
of there, and we wouldn?t be about to go in. As to why, I?d surmise it to be the 
topaline, or perhaps the structure of the plant itself, or some other factor of 
which we are not aware." replied the Commander. 
 
Listening to the reply Basil was thinking ahead. There has been some success 
with what the science officer on the Boudicca had started. They had picked up 
life signs despite the Topaline seams. He was starting to realise why or at 
least a way around it. So he made a suggestion regarding passive scanning, 
"Alright Doctor, do your best to keep us away from the worst of it. Between you 
and Enright I?m sure you?ll get it done. Let?s move people." ordered Durand 
 
Hre went over to Enright, 
"My idea ... not my idea it was ... um Ensign Martins, in a way. He had people 
carry emitter arrays and used those to detect the lifesigns. The problem with 
Topaline is it interferes, mainly, with active sensors. You send a signal out it 
will distort, get in the way. Passive scanning is all about collecting data, we 
need to let the structures and radiation do the work for us." 
Basil knew that he wasn't teaching the ensign anything new - he was going 
through the process out loud for his own benefit, hoping to see any flaw or 
problem with his plan. 
"We still need something to help stimulate the readings hence the resonance ,it 
is just I am unsure what frequency is best to use" 
(Reply Enright, any) 
 
The remaining of the journey was swift as the Ensign set up the resonace 
frequency. It helped take Basil's mind from the mountains and the enclosing 
building of the processor plant.  
"Boudicca, this is Durand. We are moving inside the structure of the atmosphere 
processor. We will investigate and advise, standby for further information." 
With everything set they all entered. 
Enright started the passive scans and slowly the initial readings were coming 
in. There were already indications of low level radiation in the upper level 
coupled with something else which Basil wasn't sure of. They were probably too 
far from the source as their scans were not penetrating deep enough. 
Looking around they were in a large empty room, two exits either side of the 
room led off to the left and right. Looking down the right Basil could see it 
leading to a lift that led to the main areas of control and the reactor rooms. 
"Sir, there is a lift down the corridor here shall we head that way/" 
 
(Reply Durand, Any) 
(Posted by Warren Simkins) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processing Plant - ACEO Ensign Anton Gesar - 1151.5) 
 
Anton was standing in the reactor room where the reactor had exploded.  Sparks 
were still occasionally shooting out from several panels and on the walls and 
sealing where power conduits had exploded.  Anton was thankful for the 
forethought of Starfleet regulations that insisted on not only packing first aid 
kits but sedatives within those kits.  The odd ammonia smell in the control room 
had freaked Tarson out.  He was becoming hysterical and Anton was forced to dig 
out the med kit and sedate him.  It was then that he decided to investigate.  He 
carefully navigated among the debris as he walked deeper into the room.  In the 
middle of the room was the shell of the reactor.  The reactor itself was behind 
a metal wall.  The wall was very think and now looked very menacing looking as 
if some force had punched it's way out from behind it, which is exactly what 
happened when the reactor exploded.  Large, sharp and spearhead like pieces were 
protruding outward like a dangerous reflection of the awesome power that brought 
them forth.  The wall was not shielding.  It was there for aesthetic purposes, 
it's thickness only meant to give a false sense of security.  Hiding the large 
reactor behind it, out of sight and out of mind.  
 
Anton tore his eyes away from the wall and surveyed the room, finally spotting 
the body of the second CPO he had sent into this room to work on the reactor.  
He knew the man was dead but something drove him to approach.  It only took an 
instant.  He saw the body, then the face and the next thing he knew he was bent 
over, vomiting on the floor.  ~No wonder Tarson is so freaked out,~ he thought 
when his body finally stopped pushing out whatever it was he had for breakfast 
that day.  Collecting himself he dared another look.  The initial shock gone his 
body did not react so violently, though this did not ease the mental shock at 
what he was seeing.  He looked at the body and made the decision.  At first he 
contemplated calling Trei for assistance, but looking at the vomit he had just 
deposited on the floor he decided not to.  ~I would rather not give him the 
satisfaction.~ 
 
Anton took a deep breath, approached tho body and lifted it onto his shoulders. 
 
When he arrived at the control room he tried not to look in Trei's direction as 
he looked around for a place to put the body.  Though Tarson was out, he had had 
enough shock for one day and Anton wanted to put the body where he may not see 
it.  Choosing a dark spot not far from the lift he made his way in that 
direction.  He tried to be very careful as he lowered the body.  Strange that 
even knowing that he could just drop it and it would not matter to the man 
either way he laid him down as if he was merely asleep.  He stood up and walked 
toward the lift control panel and just like last time he looked, it had no 
power.  He had gone over every inch of the panel but could find no way to power 
it up.  The oddest thing was that the damage was in no way related to what had 
happened here.  There was no power routed to anywhere near where the panel was.  
This would mean that the only way to get the lift down to this level was to have 
someone up top send it down.  A strange thing to do, result of design or poor 
workmanship.  Either way it had them trapped down here, a poor thing to discover 
once you're down here.  
 
Anton hit the lift door with his fist as if it would miraculously route power to 
the door.  For some reason he felt really tired, more winded from carrying the 
body than he felt he should have been, mind a little foggy.  The air felt like 
it was getting thin as the ammonia smell, though very slowly, was beginning to 
get stronger.  Anton sat on the ground and finally looked in Trei's direction 
and contemplated what might be going through his head as he seemed perfectly 
happy standing there leaning against the far wall. 
 
(Reply Trei iyw, Any) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Atmosphere Processor ? aCO Commander Durand ? 1153) 
 
As they had moved forward, Durand listened to the technical discourse between 
Doctor Candle and Ensign Enright. 
 
"We still need something to help stimulate the readings hence the resonance ,it 
is just I am unsure what frequency is best to use" 
 
Enright paused a moment and fiddled with her tricorder as she considered the 
question. 
 
?We certainly don?t need anything overly complex Doctor? not like multimodal 
reflection sorting or anything of that nature. I think your application of 
Ensign Martin?s ideas should work well enough.? She paused again, tabbing in 
another complex sequence into the tricorder controls. ?I?ve established a link 
between our tricorders. The ambient radiation? at least the dominant background 
?noise? is near the microwave frequencies? approximately one hundred sixty 
gigahertz. I?ll perform my passive scans in that range, as that should be 
optimum for my engineering tricorder. If you?d select a disparate frequency, 
something up or down scale, we should be able to perform comparative passive 
analysis and get the data we need.? 
 
(Reply Candle, Any, Room for more iyw) 
 
Durand kept quiet as he led the party forward, lest he interrupt the train of 
thought of his two specialists. 
 
~Let them do their work? they don?t need micromanaging!~ 
 
The away team members busied themselves with their individual tasks, and Durand 
played his handlamp around the huge chamber, looking for any signs of damage or 
activity. Quake damage seemed to be less severe here, due either to the distance 
from the evident epicenter of the event or to the overall bunker type heavy 
construction of the plant itself. 
 
There was less obvious damage, he was sure of it, but right now his concern was 
getting to the other away team and removing them from harm?s way as quickly as 
possible. He was craning his neck to look up at the high ceiling when Candle put 
the question to him. 
 
"Sir, there is a lift down the corridor here shall we head that way?" 
 
He replied without hesitation. ?Dante went left Doctor? let?s go right and see 
where that lift goes. If this is a standard layout, it should go down to the 
reactor areas, and up to the upper maintenance access areas, with this level 
being about central between those.? 
 
(Reply Candle, Any) 
 
They party made their way quickly to the lift, finding the doors shut tight. 
Cursory examination of the panel found it to be devoid of power and 
non-functional. He gestured at the panel with his hand, and Enright moved up to 
it, scanning as she did so. 
 
?As it appears, sir, no power. The car appears to be stopped above us at the 
upper level. Odd though? I?m not reading any evident damage from either the 
quake or the explosion? there?s just no power to the system.? 
 
?Can you bypass?? 
 
?Absolutely sir? but there is no power anywhere near the system. I?ve got 
nothing to steal the energy from, and we didn?t bring any portable APUs that 
would do the trick. Sorry sir.? 
 
?We?ll do it the old fashioned way. Trigger the manual release for the doors, 
would you please Ensign?? 
 
Popping off a quick access panel, Enright did as requested and nodded at Durand 
to indicate that the task was done. She slid the thin blade of a multitool in 
the seal between the doors to give purchase, and with some effort parted the 
doors slightly. With just enough room to get their gloved fingers inside the 
space, they each took a door, and with audible and evident effort, they slid 
them apart, revealing the darkness of the empty shaftway. 
 
Gripping the edge of the door for purchase, Durand leaned into the shaftway and 
shined his handlamp first up, then down, playing the light slowly around. He 
leaned back in and turned to the rest of the group. 
 
?The lift car seems to be stopped at the upper level above us, maybe forty or 
fifty meters up. The safety brakes look to be engaged, so barring an aftershock 
or more explosions it won?t be dropping on our heads.? 
 
~I hope!~ 
 
?That?s the good news. The not so good news is that the only thing between us 
and the reactor level is about a hundred meters of empty shaft. If anyone is 
prone to vertigo, I?d like to know now.? 
 
(Reply Any) 
 
As he had been talking, he slipped out of his backpack and was laying out and 
checking his climbing gear. He paused and looked up at the rest of the team. 
?I?ll rappel down the shaft and take a look. If our people are down there, I?ll 
belay the line and more of you can come down. I?ll need a volunteer to stay up 
here and monitor the anchor, as well as maintain communication with the ship, in 
case we need more help. Questions? Comments?? 
 
(Reply Any) 
 
He located a suitable spot in the floor and took the piton gun from his pack, 
driving an anchor spike into the duranium sheeting. He tested it ? twice ? to 
ensure it was holding then hooked the descent line to the anchor point, and that 
to the carabiner on his harness. After that, he tossed the free end of the 
tightly coiled line down the shaft, where it disappeared into the blackness. 
 
He checked everything one more time and then sat at the edge of the shaftway 
with his legs dangling down into the void. He picked a small disposable 
?glo-stick? from his pack, activated it, and dropped it down. He watched it spin 
and flutter down then pulled his gaze away just as it appeared to touch bottom 
and create a barely discernable pool of light.. 
 
He smiled up at the assembled party. ?Anyone that has a problem with heights? or 
the dark, for that matter? I suggest you don?t look.? 
 
With that, he rolled off the floor and into the shaft, dropping almost a meter 
before the slack was taken in the line. He grinned up at the party as he pushed 
off with his legs and dropped out of sight toward the tiny pool of light at the 
bottom of the shaft a hundred meters below. 
 
(Reply Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Processing Plant - TAC/SC Lieutenant(SG) Detron Trei - 11.54) 
 
Detron looked at Gesar attend to Tarson and sedate him.  Gesar was emitting 
various emotions such as fear and stoic spitefulness.  Detron felt it was time 
to get moving so he walked over to Gesar.  He bent down to get on eye level with 
Gesar. 
 
"You have every right to be angry, but it is time to act.  You can wait for the 
rescue party to get us out or you can let me try to climb us out.  I can carry 
you and Tarson out one at a time then we find the rescue party to get treated.  
It is your choice." 
 
(Reply Gesar) 
(Posted  by Edward) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processing Plant - ACEO Ensign Anton Gesar - 1155) 
 
Having decided that sitting by the lift was solving nothing Anton decided to 
check on Tarson.  He was kneeling down next to Tarson, running a scan with a 
medical tricorder.  He had just completed a medical scan on Tarson and did not 
like what he saw.  He himself was also feeling odd.  More tired than he should, 
a headache was starting to develop as his breathing was becoming more difficult.  
He was waiting for the results of the scan of the room when he noted, out of the 
corner of his eye, Trei approach and bend down towards him. 
 
"You have every right to be angry, but it is time to act.  You can wait for the 
rescue party to get us out or you can let me try to climb us out.  I can carry 
you and Tarson out one at a time then we find the rescue party to get treated.  
It is your choice." 
 
"HAHAHA!!!," Anton simply could not contain himself.  "I'd really love to see 
it.  Seriously, I really would love to see you try to climb a lift shaft with no 
climbing gear while carrying someone on your back.  Should be a snap, I mean 
it's only a hundred, hundred and fifty meters or so."  Anton shook his head as 
he stood up.  "How about the body?  You plan on carrying him too, or were you 
just planning on leaving him here?  I think, LIEUTENANT, that perhaps it is time 
to curtail this need to act all the time."  Anton coughed, the air getting more 
toxic by the minute.  "So far your need to act has caused a reactor explosion 
which resulted in a death of a crew member.  Your second need to act was to rush 
into the reactor room.  You did not bother to check to ask what kind of reactor 
it was and whether it would vent any type of hazardous gas as a result of an 
explosion.  And now you would like to open a door to a lift shaft without 
knowing if it's contaminated with the tri-hydrazine that has slowly been leaking 
into the room.  Perhaps you have noticed the growing smell of ammonia, breathing 
is a bit more difficult, maybe you're starting to get a strange headache?  So I 
tell you what, SIR.  My plan is to see if I can reroute power to the 
bio-filtered vent system in the room to vent out the gas.  That way we are still 
alive when the rescue team the ship told us was already on the way gets here.  
If you want continue to just act randomly be my guest.  Perhaps once you kill 
one crew mate it's easier to kill a few more."  Anton turned to head toward the 
vent controls and immediately turned back toward Trei.  "Oh and one more thing.  
If you lay a hand on me to carry me or for any other reason, be prepared to 
loose it." 
 
Anton turned and headed toward the vent power controls again. 
 
(Reply Trei) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk)  
 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Atmosphere Processor ? ACMO Basil Candle? 1156) 
 
?We certainly don?t need anything overly complex Doctor? not like multimodal 
reflection sorting or anything of that nature. I think your application of 
Ensign Martin?s ideas should work well enough.? She paused again, tabbing in 
another complex sequence into the tricorder controls. ?I?ve established a link 
between our tricorders. The ambient radiation? at least the dominant background 
?noise? is near the microwave frequencies? approximately one hundred sixty 
gigahertz. I?ll perform my passive scans in that range, as that should be 
optimum for my engineering tricorder. If you?d select a disparate frequency, 
something up or down scale, we should be able to perform comparative passive 
analysis and get the data we need.? 
 
?I?ll try something on the lower levels? Basil said fiddling with his tricorder, 
?we would get a lot of that frequency and whatever is left should give us a much 
clearer picture of what we are dealing with? 
 
~At least I hope it will~ 
He replied without hesitation. ?Dante went left Doctor? let?s go right and see 
where that lift goes. If this is a standard layout, it should go down to the 
reactor areas, and up to the upper maintenance access areas, with this level 
being about central between those.? 
 
~ Dante? who in all of hell?s depths is Dante?~ thought Basil unsure if Durand 
was referring to some unknown, to Basil at least, crewmember. 
 
Heading to the lift Basil fought his usual ability t think things through out 
loud. 
 
?The structure here seems intact so doubt it was near to the epicentre of the 
quake, if quake it was.  Where are the aftershocks?  This should be part of our 
concerns, frequent aftershocks yet in all the time we have been here nothing.  
Okay, Basil if not a quake then what? 
Over mining.  It can cause the effects of a quake and may explain the damage but 
not the people.  Where is everyone? 
Trapped in the mine 
What everyone?  Come on where?s administrators, engineers, the ancillary people 
its as if they have vanished. 
Or kidnapped or just left? 
Either way it would indicate there is something here to take or keep quiet 
about. 
Yes and what about the  ?.no power to the system?~ 
 
Basil was shaken from his thought processes by Enright?s observations. 
 
?Can you bypass?? said the ACO 
 
?Absolutely sir? but there is no power anywhere near the system. I?ve got 
nothing to steal the energy from, and we didn?t bring any portable APUs that 
would do the trick. Sorry sir.? 
 
?We?ll do it the old fashioned way. Trigger the manual release for the doors, 
would you please Ensign?? 
 
~That?s weird ? why would there be no power to the lift, almost as if access was 
prevented for some reason.~ 
 
Again he was getting a strange sense about this place, more than his usual 
planetary feelings.  Pieces that should fit together had rougher edges or were 
missing a part, it just didn?t fit. 
~Anyway if this was an attack then its an elaborate one, you would have to place 
explosives at stress points, powerful ones too.  But again why?  Sabotage?  
Revenge?  Cover up? Its almost as if ? well the Durand doing?? 
 
He was leaning into the shaft, shining his hand lamp  up and down.  The shadows 
flickered back into the gloom, hiding away from the trespassers with their 
brutal light.  
 
?The lift car seems to be stopped at the upper level above us, maybe forty or 
fifty meters up. The safety brakes look to be engaged, so barring an aftershock 
or more explosions it won?t be dropping on our heads.? 
 
~Above us? ~ 
 
?That?s the good news. The not so good news is that the only thing between us 
and the reactor level is about a hundred meters of empty shaft. If anyone is 
prone to vertigo, I?d like to know now.? 
 
~I?m prone to not getting into dark tight spaces if I can help it.~ 
 
Basil said, ?No? and regretted it straightaway as  climbing gear was being laid 
out and checked. 
 
?I?ll rappel down the shaft and take a look. If our people are down there, I?ll 
belay the line and more of you can come down. I?ll need a volunteer to stay up 
here and monitor the anchor, as well as maintain communication with the ship, in 
case we need more help. Questions? Comments?? 
 
Basil was going to volunteer to stay but he thought about why he was here. 
 
?You?ll need me down there.  If all out crew are injured they could possible 
need immediate medical help.? 
 
(Reply Durand, Enright) 
 
The commander withdrew a gun-like weapon from his pack and fired it into some 
duranium sheeting. There was a sharp protruding piece of metal affixed into the 
sheeting which was tested  then a line was hooked onto it 
Then the other end of the line was thrown into the darkness. 
 
As the Commander sat at the edge of the shaft, legs dangling down into the void, 
Basil checked his readings again. 
 
?Anyone that has a problem with heights? or the dark, for that matter? I suggest 
you don?t look.? 
 
~Height is never a problem, it?s the fact that once you are falling you hit 
something.  Not like space at all, there you have a better chance of just 
floating to your death not splatting~ 
 
With that, he jumped or fell or whatever the technical term was,  Basil carried 
on checking the readings and realised, probably with the shaft open, what the 
readings were telling him.  He contacted the Commander hoping their 
communication devices will not be affected, 
 
?Sir, we have a big problem.  There are growing levels of Tri-Hydrazine coming 
from the area below.  If we don?t hurry and get them away from the source within 
the next half hour they will be dead, ? 
 
(Reply Durand, Any) 
 
?Enright is there anyway we can get a transport lock down there ? anyway to 
boost the signal if we have to quickly get them out there?? 
 
(Reply Enright) 
 
Basil looked down into the chasm of the lift shaft, 
 
?How is everything down there  Sir?   Is it clear?? 
(Posted by Durand, Any) 
(Posted by Warren Simkins) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Mine Shaft 4 - CMO - Cmdr Josh Caskie - Day 2 - 11.58) 
 
Finally Josh and her team made it to the head of Mine Shaft 4 and began laying 
out their gear and checking it 
 
With the ease of long practice Josh checked everything over and once happy, 
slipped into her harness.  Looking around she checked various structures for 
their strength to see which ones could be used as belaying points.  She 
identified four or five and pointed them out to the rest of the team, happy to 
see that they did not simply take her word for it but checked them out 
themselves. 
 
Attaching her rope to her chosen point she secured her harness to the rope and 
crossing over to the shaft got down on her stomach and leaning over the shaft 
shone her wrist torch down it. 
 
Her torch did indeed light up the shaft for a long way down, but what it lit up 
was a large amount of twisted metal protruding here and there from various 
points.  
 
She sighed, got to her feet and began addressing her team.  "Ok, there is a lot 
of debris and twisted metal down there but it looks like there is a way through.  
Unfortunately we cannot simply rappel down, we are going to have to climb.  
Everyone secure yourself to a different belaying point.  I would rather not put 
too much stress on anything here.  Johnstone, T'val and Kingson, I want you 
three to stay on the surface and keep an eye on our belaying points at present.  
Once we start bringing casualties up I want Johnstone and T'val to start 
ferrying them to the Triage Centre.  Kingson, your job is to make sure that our 
belaying points are secure." 
 
"Unfortunately it looks like we will be unable to carry stretchers down with us 
so load up with extra rope and make sure that your triage kits are attached 
securely.  We will go down at ten metre intervals.  I will go first and the rest 
of you can follow me down.  Everyone keep your comm channels open since although 
I will be the first to find any casualties, I will not be able to bring them up 
without causing a bottleneck, so, the last person down retrieves the first 
casualty.  I want all of you to be aware of where you are in the line so that 
you know when it is your turn to retrieve the next casualty.  Have I made myself 
clear on everything?  Anyone who doesn't understand anything sing out now 
please." 
 
Getting a nod from the rest of her team Josh took a deep breath.  "Ok boys and 
girls, lets go do this." 
 
Lying down flat she shone her torch around the opening again playing it around 
the top of the shaft.  Finally nodding to herself she lowered herself slowly 
over the edge and using the handholds she had found she lowered herself down a 
foot or so. 
 
It took Josh a while feeling around with her feet to secure herself but 
eventually she found a couple of footholds and taking a can of fluorescent spray 
paint she quickly dabbed a touch on the hand and footholds she had used so that 
it would be easier for the people behind her.  Doing the same thing every foot 
or so, Josh made her way down the shaft. 
 
(Reply any, none) 
(Posted by Marilyn) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Processing Plant - TAC/SC Lieutenant(SG) Detron Trei - 11.58.5) 
 
Detron heard Gesar berate him on his suggestions and raised his eyebrows to the 
level of anger being vented toward him.  It was his nature to act on instinct 
and use his strength to get out of tight spots.  Perhaps Gesar was right this 
time and it was prudent not to act.  Detron responded. 
 
"Very well.  We will wait but know this.  Any attempt to bash me with malicious 
intent will be considered an attack on my honor.  You don't want to go down that 
road.  Now if you wish to perform the Klingon Death Rite to honor those dead, 
You let me know." 
 
Detron went back to his post. 
 
~My Gesar.  You have to control that temper or you will be dead.  Reminds me of 
some Klingons.~ 
 
(Reply Gesar) 
(Posted by Edward) 
 
 
(USS Boudicca - Bridge - aFO/CCOUNS/CDR Jerome 'Hoss' ManyHorses - Day 2 
- 1200) 
 
Just a few minutes previously, Durand had contacted the ship to inform 
them that the rescue party was about to move into the structure of the 
atmosphere processor. He had told them that they would investigate and 
advise, and the ship was to standby for further information. ManyHorses 
had acknowledged the message and hoped it would not be too long before 
he got more information and hopefully some good news. There was nothing 
he hated more that the tediousness of waiting and not knowing exactly 
what was happening. 
 
 
He glanced at the chronometer and noted it was high noon; no wonder his 
stomach thought his throat was cut, he hadn't eaten or drank anything 
since he'd had breakfast six hours ago. 
 
 
~ And no doubt the same applies for the rest of the bridge crew. ~ He 
thought, making up his mind to do something about it. 
 
 
He tapped his commbadge. "ManyHorses to Arania.... I was hoping that you 
could rustle up some sandwiches and beverages for the bridge crew. It 
looks as if we won't be able to leave our posts any time soon. Nothing 
fancy required." 
 
 
The response from Arania was immediate and there was almost a tone of 
relief in her voice, perhaps she'd been bored and this was a welcome 
diversion. =/= Of course, Commander. Please, for how many is the food 
required? =/= 
 
 
"Make enough for nine healthy appetites, I think that will be plenty, 
and thank you!" Jerome concluded. 
 
 
=/= As you wish! It will be brought very soon, Commander, farew... =/= 
The accented voice of the bar manager was cut off as she severed the 
comm link. 
 
(reply any) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Atmosphere Processor ? ACMO Basil Candle ? 1203) 
 
=^=Alright Doctor, that changes our rescue plan. Minimum personnel exposure, in 
and out as fast as we can. I?m reading building levels of trihydrazine as well. 
I?ll expedite my descent. Update the ship on our status please; I?m continuing 
my descent.=^= 
Basil had to really strain to hear some of it - communication was going to be 
bad. 
 
?Will do sir? 
 
He thought about maybe asking the ensign about trying to sort out the 
communication somehow whilst he was listening to the reply from the Ensign about 
the transporters 
 
?I?m afraid the Commander thought of that already. He has two sets of pattern 
enhancers in his pack? one to set at the base of the shaft, and another as a 
spare in case he finds a need for it.? She paused 
?I get a funny feeling that he might have done this or something like it 
before,? she chuckled 
 
Basil tapped his communicator again, 
 
?Dr Candle to Boudicca, the commander is attempting to get to the crew by 
rappelling down the only available option, a lift shaft. Unfortunately the 
levels of TriHydrazine have reached such levels that if we don?t get out there 
soon it will be lethal to them. There may be a need to transport them swiftly 
out there if that is possible. Inform Dr Caskie in sickbay that she may be 
getting severe radiation poisoning,? 
 
(Reply Boudicca, Any) 
Basil acknowledged the Boudicca?s response and turned off the communication to 
the ship.  He decided he needed to check the lift shaft when the Commander 
replied, 
 
=^=Crackle ? depends on your ?? ?clear? Doctor. <Crackle> debris or anything in 
<Crackle>, I?m at the bottom. ,crackle> trihydrazine here, <crackle> weeping 
<crackle>. ?.. getting life readings I<crackle>. ?? indistinct, but <crackle>?. 
one weaker than <crackle>? two. Stand by <crackle> ?.. belay this line.=^= 
 
?Ensign is there anything you can do about that interference?? 
(Reply Enright) 
 
The next communication seemed to indicate that the commander was ready for the 
next person. 
 
Gearing himself up as best he can he grabbed the rope the commander had set up 
and began to climb down. Before his head went below the level of the floor of 
the shaft he looked up at the Ensign, 
?Are you going to follow close behind?? 
(Reply Enright, Any) 
(Posted by Warren Simkins) 
 
 
 
(USS Boudicca - Bridge - aFO/CCOUNS/CDR Jerome 'Hoss' ManyHorses - Day 2 
- 1220) 
 
As promised, lunch was brought personally by Arania with Cy Tudor 
tagging along to help hand out the individual thermal lunch containers. 
The two civilians parted company at the turbo lift, each taking opposite 
directions and working their way around the bridge, giving each crew 
member a pleasant smile and a few words of greeting before moving on to 
the next officer. 
 
 
It was Arania who personally handed Jerome his lunch, and he felt a 
little like a child at a picnic as he opened it up to find out what was 
inside. Not only had they made everyone sandwiches, but contained in a 
lidded bowl, was some hot soup that smelled wonderful. It set Jerome's 
taste buds watering in anticipation. Another small lidded box held some 
raw vegetables together with a dipping sauce. There was also a large 
sealed cup of cold, sparkling water. 
 
 
Jerome beamed at Arania and thanked her profusely. "We may be calling on 
your services again later if we're still here at supper time!" He stated 
half joking, and praying that he wouldn't be, but fully expecting that 
he would be. 
 
 
Arania gave him a little bow and a big smile, nodded and hurried over to 
Cy who was already on his way to the turbolift. 
 
 
(Reply Any) 
(Posted by Sal) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Atmosphere Processor ? aCO Commander Durand ? 1202) 
 
A hundred meter rappel would ordinarily be a rapid and routine descent, but this 
was neither. He was descending virtually blind. As he slowly lowered himself, 
the interference from the topaline, or perhaps radioactive contamination, became 
progressively worse. He was barely a third of the way down when Doctor Candle 
sent his message. 
 
=^=Sir, we have a big problem.  There are growing levels of Tri-Hydrazine coming 
from the area below.  If we don?t hurry and get them away from the source within 
the next half hour they will be dead.=^=? 
 
The communication was slightly distorted but readable. He switched over to 
direct mode, bypassing the ship entirely, sending his reply straight to Candle?s 
comm badge. 
 
?Alright Doctor, that changes our rescue plan. Minimum personnel exposure, in 
and out as fast as we can. I?m reading building levels of trihydrazine as well. 
I?ll expedite my descent. Update the ship on our status please; I?m continuing 
my descent.? 
 
(Reply Candle, Any) 
 
Meanwhile at the main level outside the shaft doors, Enright was continuing to 
monitor the Commander?s progress as best she could. 
 
?Enright is there anyway we can get a transport lock down there ? anyway to 
boost the signal if we have to quickly get them out there?? 
 
She smiled at the Doctor as she replied. ?I?m afraid the Commander thought of 
that already. He has two sets of pattern enhancers in his pack? one to set at 
the base of the shaft, and another as a spare in case he finds a need for it.? 
She paused a second, then continued. ?I get a funny feeling that he might have 
done this or something like it before,? she finished with a light chuckle. She 
needed it. The tension was getting pretty thick as they waited. 
 
(Reply Candle iyw, Any) 
 
Shortly afterwards, she watched Candle lean in to the shaft doors and peer 
downwards. 
 
?How is everything down there  Sir?   Is it clear?? 
 
Durand mistimed his landing slightly, and instead of the very light touchdown he 
was planning he took a fair shock, but nothing he couldn?t handle. He took a 
breath to shake it off. 
 
?That depends on your definition of ?clear? Doctor. There is no debris or 
anything in the shaftway, I?m at the bottom. Getting trace readings of 
trihydrazine here, it must be weeping through the door seals. Also getting life 
readings in the chamber beyond. Readings are indistinct, but there seems to be 
three distinct, one weaker than the other two. Stand by a moment, let me belay 
this line.? 
 
He unclipped from his climbing rig and secured the free end of the line so that 
the others could descend more easily and rapidly. He then set out two more of 
the glo-sticks to give the others a better lit target. 
 
?Ready when you are Doctor. Send an engineer down, and we?ll need your services 
also. I will wait on releasing the doors until you two are down safely.? 
 
(Reply Candle, Any) 
 
Durand proceeded to set up the first trio of pattern enhancers, which, with 
luck, would also double as an effective communication relay. When that was done, 
he turned back to the inside of the shaft doors. Taking a piton from his gear, 
he wrapped it sharply against the doors, hoping the noise would carry through 
and attract attention. He raised his voice to a near shout. 
 
?On the other side of the doors! Durand and company! We are setting up to get 
these doors open so we can get you out! Make some noise if you are able!? 
 
(Reply Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processing Plant - ACEO Ensign Anton Gesar - 1204) 
 
Anton was running another scan with the medical tricroder.  The damage to the 
vent system had been severe but Anton was able to get some parts of it running.  
Unfortunately the tricorder has confirmed what he already suspected.  The 
tri-hydrazine levels in the room had leveled out but were not going any lower 
than they already were.  They were all starting to feel the effects as the 
headache was getting stronger, Anton was coughing a lot more often now. 
 
Though frustrating, he decided to shake off his earlier exchange with Trei.  
Anton could not understand how he could talk about Klingon honor and be so 
casual about causing the death of the CPO.  
 
There was nothing more that he could do.  They did not have the equipment to 
climb out even though the medical tricorder did not detect any tri-hydrazine in 
the shaft, and they could not stay here too much longer.  Just then he thought 
he heard a hard knocking coming from the lift side of the room.  Anton walked 
toward the lift and up to the lift doors. 
 
"...and company!  We are setting up to get these doors open so we can get you 
out! Make some noise if you are able!?  The voice was pretty muffled but Anton 
was able to make out all of it. 
 
Anton grabbed the first heavy tool he could see and hit the door several times. 
 
"Be aware," Anton spoke between coughs, "room is... contaminated.  Protective 
equipment will be...."  he could not speak anymore as his lungs were burning and 
making it difficult to inhale. 
 
(Reply from Durand) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processor - aCO Commander Durand - 1206) 
 
Durand looked again up the shaft, trying to gauge the progress of the engineer 
and doctor who were on their descent. 
 
Just a moment after he had shouted to the other side of the closed doors, there 
was a heavy clang -- several, actually -- from the other side, then came a 
muffled voice. 
 
It was distorted by the closed doors, but clear enough to be understood. It 
certainly sounded like a man in dire straights indeed. The voice, he believed, 
belonged to Ensign Gesar, the engineer. Durand briefly wondered if he had been 
hurt by the explosion, or was suffering the effects of trihydrazine exposure. 
 
In the final analysis it didn?t matter. Boudicca personnel were trapped, and 
they had to be gotten out. 
 
Now. 
 
He decided he couldn?t wait any longer... or rather, they couldn?t. He quickly 
considered his options. The fastest and easiest way would be to disintegrate or 
cut the doors open with his phaser, but he dismissed that as too dangerous. He 
had no idea how the trihydrazine laden atmosphere on the other side would react 
to something as energetic as a phaser shot, and the last thing he wanted to do 
was exacerbate the problem. 
 
After transmitting a request for the pair coming down the shaft to expedite 
their descent, he searched for a manual release to the doors. He was unable to 
locate one on the inside of the shaft. He would have to try forcing the doors 
against the resistance of the unpowered motors that normally actuated them. 
 
With effort, he managed to wedge a multitool from his pack into the door seals. 
With a mighty effort, they budged... ever so slightly. 
 
He took a moment to focus, and took a few deep breaths. Again, he put all the 
leverage he could on the tool, and the doors parted slightly... but not nearly 
enough. 
 
(Reply Trei, Gesar, Candle, Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(USS Boudicca ? Bridge ? AOPS Lt(jg) Roberts ? 1206.5) 
 
Doug emerged from the turbolift onto the bridge just in time to catch the report 
from the surface by Doctor Candle, and the order from the aFO regarding the 
transporters. He had quickly and quietly made his way to the OPS console in the 
forward portion of the bridge during the exchange and relieved the officer who 
had taken Roberts? position earlier. Rapidly calling up his preconfigured 
control layout, he finished performing the task that the Commander had ordered. 
 
?Sir, both transporter rooms one and two have been alerted, and are standing by, 
along with the medical emergency transporters in sickbay. Cargo transporters are 
also active beaming replicated supplies and equipment to the surface as needed.? 
 
(Reply ManyHorses, Any) 
 
Roberts turned back to his console and continued monitoring the multiple system 
displays he had selected, switching out one or two every few seconds to provide 
supplemental or additional information. He was really just overseeing the 
functions that the ship?s computer routinely supervised, and monitoring the 
mission critical systems at the same time. He scanned the instruments 
diligently, looking for any abnormalities or changes in the current situation. 
 
Just such a thing triggered an alert display as he was cycling through. He 
tabbed in a command inquiry, prompting the computers to further elucidate. He 
took another few seconds to confirm the readings before turning once again to 
face ManyHorses. 
 
?Sir, a set of transporter pattern enhancers has been activated below? or 
rather, inside the atmosphere processor substructure. There is considerable 
interference? however?? he worked the controls to refine several parameters, and 
then went on. ?The signal is located just over one hundred meters beneath the 
surrounding terrain, which would put them just outside one of the reactor 
control rooms. They appear to be in or near the base of a lift shaft. Two way 
signal established Commander? we should be able to achieve a clean transporter 
lock within bounds of the target area as long as the enhancers remain active. 
Provided no additional interference crops up of course. Also sir, if our people 
below ground think of it, those pattern enhancers can be configured to act as a 
rudimentary comm. relay. That has to be done locally however, I can?t initiate 
it from here.? 
 
(Reply ManyHorses, Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processing Plant - ACEO Ensign Anton Gesar - 1207) 
 
Anton was sitting down by the lift with his ear on one of the lift doors trying 
to hear what was going on on the other side.  He could hear something, muffled 
voices, maybe, probably not even speaking to him at the moment.  He was 
concentrating to see what else he might be able to hear when the business end of 
a multitool poked out, right in front of his eyes, wedged between the seals of 
the lift doors.  Anton shuffled back a little as the doors moved apart a little.  
Then as the person on the other side made another push, it opened a little 
further.  
 
Anton scooted forward and from the sitting position grabbed onto the door 
closest to him with both hands while propping his foot on the opposite door.  
Mustering up all the strength he had left he started to pull with his hands and 
push with his leg at the same time.  The doors opened more, not all the way, but 
enough for a person to be able to squeeze through.  He looked through the 
opening. 
 
"One... more... time," he said to Durand as he tried to catch his breath.  
 
(Reply Durand) 
 
He moved into the opening, propping his back against one side and foot against 
the edge of the other.  Concentrating he gave it another push and could not help 
letting a screm escape as the doors parted nearly the whole way.  The rush of 
fresh air from the shaft felt incredible as it began to circulate and dissipate 
the toxic air inside the room.  Anton looked out into the lift shaft where 
Durand was standing wearing a protective suit, the floor of the shaft lower than 
the control room which came up to Durand's waist.  Anton stood up and extended 
his hand offering to help the Commander to get into the control room. 
 
(Reply Durand, Any in vicinity) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk) 
 
 
(USS Boudicca - Bridge - aFO/CCOUNS/CDR Jerome 'Hoss' ManyHorses - Day 2 
- 1207.5) 
 
 
Commander ManyHorses concern level was rising rapidly as he listened to 
the reports from for the ship's crew on the planet. He immediately 
ordered the transporters to be on hot standby should the opportunity 
arise that the endangered crew and miners could be beamed away from the 
contaminated area and ordered Dr. Candle to keep him apprised of the 
away team's status. 
 
 
A movement at the turbolift caught Jerome's attention and he saw from 
the corner of his eye, a young officer move directly to the OPS console 
in the forward portion of the bridge to relieve the officer already there. 
 
 
?Sir." The young man said. "Both transporter rooms one and two have been 
alerted, and are standing by, along with the medical emergency 
transporters in sickbay. Cargo transporters are also active beaming 
replicated supplies and equipment to the surface as needed.? 
 
 
While he was being spoken too, Jerome's mind was rapidly sifting through 
the personnel data of the crew, at least the Operations department, and 
a picture of the young man's face zipped forefront together with his 
name and rank. 
 
 
~ Roberts, Douglas! Lieutenant junior grade. ~ 
 
 
"Excellent, Lieutenant." ManyHorses gave praise where praise was due, 
finding that it elicited the furtherance of excellence in most cases. 
 
(Reply Any) 
 
 
Roberts turned back to his console and continued working silently on 
whatever was necessary to the efficient monitoring of the ship and 
whatever else was necessary, but soon he was addressing Jerome once 
more, turning to face ManyHorses. 
 
 
?Sir, a set of transporter pattern enhancers has been activated below? 
or rather, inside the atmosphere processor substructure. There is 
considerable interference? however?? he worked the controls and then 
went on. ?The signal is located just over one hundred meters beneath the 
surrounding terrain, which would put them just outside one of the 
reactor control rooms. They appear to be in or near the base of a lift 
shaft. Two way signal established Commander? we should be able to 
achieve a clean transporter lock within bounds of the target area as 
long as the enhancers remain active. Provided no additional interference 
crops up of course. Also sir, if our people below ground think of it, 
those pattern enhancers can be configured to act as a rudimentary comm. 
relay. That has to be done locally however, I can?t initiate it from here.? 
 
 
"As soon as you can get a lock on anyone, I want them beamed up directly 
to one of the sick bays, starting with the main sick bay, Mister 
Roberts....make sure our medical team is informed of incoming casualties." 
 
(reply Roberts, Any) 
 
 
He was bypassing the medical teams on the planet surface, but ultimately 
the injured and sick crew would be tended to aboard ship, and Jerome was 
sure that the off-ship medical teams had plenty to do already, tending 
to the survivors. 
 
 
Feeling restless, Jerome got up and began to move from station to 
station, gently patting each of the bridge crew on the back and telling 
them they were doing an excellent job. 
 
 
(Reply Roberts, Any) 
(Posted by Sal) 
 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Processing Plant - TAC/SC Lieutenant(SG) Detron Trei - 12.09) 
 
Detron leaned against the wall mildly feeling the effecrts of the radiation but 
would be in trouble soon.  His Klingon makeup allowed for longer exposure before 
damage would incur.  Detron saw Gesar work with whoever was outside the shaft 
doors open the door with great effort.  Durand was on the other side taking with 
Gesar.  Detron held position until something could be done to transport them out 
of there.  Detron closed his eyes to breath in the fresh air from the shaft and 
conduct his Klingon damage control mental exercise. 
 
(Reply Gesar iyw) 
(Posted by Edward) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processor - aCO Commander Durand - 1210) 
 
With a supreme ?now or never? effort, he and Gesar had managed to get the shaft 
doors pried open so a man could pass easily through. Or, be carried through if 
need be. He accepted the hand up from Gesar, and found himself in the control 
room. 
 
He took a moment to catch his breath and survey the situation. Gesar was clearly 
in bad shape but conscious, and had been instrumental in getting the doors 
forced open. 
 
?Take it easy Mister Gesar, we?ll have you out of here shortly. Can you tell me 
what happened?? 
 
(Reply Gesar, Any) 
 
As he listened to Gesar?s reply, Durand surveyed the room. He could see Lt. Trei 
leaning against a wall with his eyes shut. Was he alright? 
 
~He must be hurt... or surely he wouldn?t have stood with his hands in his 
pockets while we struggled with the doors...~ 
 
?Lieutenant Trei, are you alright?? 
 
(Reply Trei) 
 
Doctor Candle?s voice came over the comm circuit then. 
 
=^=Commander you there?=^= 
 
?In the control room just outside the shaft Doctor, do you need a hand up?" 
 
Durand swung around just in time to see Candle emerging from the doors and 
heading toward the rest of the group. ?I see you are all set,? he commented and 
turned back to Trei and Gesar. He was about to comment when Candle spoke up. 
 
?Commander I think we may need to transport them out.? 
 
?Agreed. Can you stabilize them enough to be moved? Quickly?? he asked without 
turning. 
 
(Reply Candle, Room for more) 
 
He spotted the third member of the initial away team and moved quickly toward 
the evidently badly injured man. He placed his hand lightly on his shoulder and 
spoke in a quiet and reassuring voice. ?Take it easy son... we?ll have you back 
to the ship in no time. Doctor, we have another man here that needs your help.? 
 
(Reply Candle, Any) 
 
Standing and moving back to where the others were, he addressed Trei and Gesar. 
?Gentlemen... where is the rest of your team?? 
 
(Reply Trei, Gesar, Candle, Any) 
 
Meanwhile, Enright had made her way down to the base of the shaft, and was 
working on the problem she promised Doctor Candle she would look into. 
Communications. Seeing that the Commander (or someone) had already activated the 
pattern enhancers, she bent down and fiddled quickly with their rudimentary 
controls. Switching them from the standard passive mode to active, she hoped 
that would clear up some of the interference. Granted, that would deplete their 
power cells much more quickly, but she didn?t suppose they would be here any 
longer than they absolutely had to be. She did a comm check back up to the main 
level to make sure. 
 
?Enright to D?Amato, comm check.? 
 
A ripple of static came through but the voice modulation was much clearer now. 
?D?Amato to Enright. Your message is readable with some background noise.? 
 
?Right. Notify the ship that we are in contact with the trapped party. Ask them 
to standby for transporter medevac, okay?? 
 
?Will do ma?am. Crewman D?Amato to Boudicca. Status report. The officers are in 
contact with the trapped away team members, they ask that you standby for 
medevac transport from their position.? 
 
(Reply Boudicca, Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processor ? ACMO Basil Candle - 1211) 
 
=<crackle> ? fast as you possibly can =^= sparked from Basil?s communicator. 
 
Basil resisted the temptation to loosen his grip. He was very aware that doing 
so would cause severe burns on his hands but the temptation was there all the 
same. 
 
As best as he could he tried to speed up his descent with actually dropping 
down. Despite all his mental precautions he still managed to drop sharply a few 
times, mildly burning his hands. The sharp pain, after the second time he 
slipped the rope through his hands, he let go from the sharp pain. Luckily he 
was close to the bottom and all he did was make a inelegant landing with a 
?woof? sound bursting from his lungs. 
 
Gathering his wits as quickly as he can and planning on getting out of the way 
of the descending Enright he called out, 
 
?Commander you there?? 
 
(Reply Durand) 
 
?Hearing the commander and other noises he followed the sound to see an opening, 
doors had been pulled open. Hearing voices from in there Basil approached, 
grabbing his tricorder. The indicators that the radiation was getting to highly 
dangerous levels prompted basil to say into the room, 
 
?Commander I think we may need to transport them out? 
 
(Reply Durand, any) 
(Posted by Warren Simkins) 
 
(Jahdara  III - Processing Plant - TAC/SC Lieutenant(SG) Detron Trei - 12.12) 
 
Detron heard Durand ask if he was alright.  Detron opened his eyes to see 
Enright and Durand attend to Gesar and Tarson.  They also acted like he would 
have helped them if he wasn't hurt.  The fact of the matter was he sustained 
some radiation damage but not enough that he was  in serious trouble.  Detron 
walked over to Durand and Gesar. 
 
"I will be alright.  I was doing Klingon healing exercises to control the 
radiation damage.  I would have helped to open the doors but Gesar seems to not 
want my help.  It seems Gesar thinks of me as a murderer and has said it to my 
face as such.  I acted to shut off a reactor which in turn sent a build up to an 
area that caused an explosion killing a member of the team.  My intention was to 
shut down the reactor that is all.  I suggested that I could carry us out one by 
one to the higher level.  Gesar refused my help in this regard.  That is my 
story. 
 
~See how you like the spotlight now Gesar.  Grinnnn.~ 
 
(Reply Durand, Gesar, others) 
(Posted by Edward) 
 
 
(USS Boudicca - Bridge - aFO/CCOUNS/CDR Jerome 'Hoss' ManyHorses - Day 2 
- 1212.5) 
 
 
Lieutenant Roberts turned to face ManyHorses and informed him that the 
sensor readings weren't precise and that they may not be able to 
discriminate between injured and non-injured or individuals. "...If we 
can't get a positive lock sir, do you still want me to beam up anyone in 
the area of the pattern enhancers?" 
 
 
The Commander thought it over. Things were getting more dangerous for 
the crewmembers and any survivors that were anywhere close to the 
radiation, but if they started beaming people aboard indiscriminatingly, 
then some medical personnel could be whisked away while giving aid, 
perhaps even in a life or death situation. 
 
 
"Stand by, Lieutenant. We will wait for more information from the rescue 
teams." 
 
 
(reply Roberts iyw, any) 
 
Time appeared to crawl by as Jerome waited for news from the rescue 
teams. It certainly was a good test of patience when one was left to man 
the ship, while all the action was happening down on the planet. 
 
~He also serves who stands and waits.~ Jerome thought with amusement. 
~Obviously a remark from someone who did a lot of that. ~ 
 
As if in answer to an unvoiced prayer, a status report finallycame through. 
 
=/= Crewman D?Amato to Boudicca. Status report. The officers are in 
contact with the trapped away team members, they ask that you standby 
for medevac transport from their position. =/= 
 
"Acknowledged Crewman, transporters are hot to trot, we are just waiting 
for the green light." 
 
(reply Roberts iyw, Any) 
(posted by Sal) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processing Plant - ACEO Ensign Anton Gesar - 1215) 
 
?Take it easy Mister Gesar, we?ll have you out of here shortly. Can you tell me 
what happened?? 
 
Anton took a moment to catch his breath.  Though the toxic air that was in the 
room still heavily affected him, the fresh air from the outside diluted some of 
the toxicity and made it easier to breathe. 
 
"We were trying to shut down the reactors to prevent them from overheating, but 
we had an..."  Anton paused for a moment and looked in Trei's direction then 
back to Durand.  "We had an accident sir, one of the reactors experienced and 
overload and exploded." 
 
Durand listened as he looked around and took note of Trei. 
 
?Lieutenant Trei, are you alright?? 
 
Trei opened his eyes, stood up and approached. 
 
"I will be alright.  I was doing Klingon healing exercises to control the 
radiation damage.  I would have helped to open the doors but Gesar seems to not 
want my help.  It seems Gesar thinks of me as a murderer and has said it to my 
face as such.  I acted to shut off a reactor which in turn sent a build up to an 
area that caused an explosion killing a member of the team.  My intention was to 
shut down the reactor that is all.  I suggested that I could carry us out one by 
one to the higher level.  Gesar refused my help in this regard.  That is my 
story." 
 
Shocked Anton just stood there staring at Trei.  His mouth was open to say 
something but nothing came out.  He had not intended to bring up the subject 
here and now, but later during a debriefing or in his report. 
 
=^=Commander you there?=^= 
 
~Saved by the bell.~ 
 
?In the control room just outside the shaft Doctor, do you need a hand up?"  
Anton watched as Candle made his way into the room and he and Durand assisted 
James. 
 
?Gentlemen... where is the rest of your team?? 
 
"There were three others we sent to try and repair the Try-Hydrazine leak, but 
we have been unable to establish any sort of contact with them.  The 
contamination in this room began after the explosion so I can only assume they 
were not able to do so.  I can only assume that where they are the contamination 
is much greater and their chance of survival is much lower.  And then there is 
the petty officer there," Anton pointed to the body next to the lift. 
 
(Reply Durand) 
 
Anton stood back and watched as Enright attempted to get the communications back 
up. 
 
?Right. Notify the ship that we are in contact with the trapped party. Ask them 
to standby for transporter medevac, okay?? 
 
Anton started making his way toward her thinking maybe he could help clear up 
communications when a thought struck his head.  
 
"Wait, when the Boudicca reported life signs they said three plus a faint 
fourth."  He looked at everyone in the room.  "The fourth in the room was 
already dead.  That means someone else may still be alive here and if they can 
tell us where we may be able to find the rest of the team." 
 
(Reply any in Room) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processor - ACMO Basil Candle - 12:19) 
 
The commander replied to Basil?s statement, ?Agreed. Can you stabilize them 
enough to be moved? Quickly?? he asked without turning. 
 
~Thought you never ask~ 
?Of course, sir, but it won?t last long. I can suppress the symptoms but the 
more time they stay here the weaker they will be? 
Basil went over to Gesar, without even asking he grabbed the engineer?s arm 
?Hello, this will very temporarily steady you. You may feel a little nauseous ? 
well perhaps a little less than you are now but it will subside. Once it returns 
let me know? 
 
He spotted the third member of the initial away team and moved quickly toward 
the evidently badly injured man. He placed his hand lightly on his shoulder and 
spoke in a quiet and reassuring voice. ?Take it easy son... we?ll have you back 
to the ship in no time. Doctor, we have another man here that needs your help.? 
 
Basil turned around after dealing with Gesar to see the third man. His wounds 
looked much worse. Basil went over and scanned him. He scowled at the readings, 
concern knitting his brows together. 
Basil went over to the commander, 
 
?Sir, the man?s wounds are more than I can deal with here, he needs to be moved 
as soon as possible? 
 
(Reply Durand) 
 
The commander returned to the others asking about the other members of the team 
 
"There were three others we sent to try and repair the Try-Hydrazine leak, but 
we have been unable to establish any sort of contact with them. The 
contamination in this room began after the explosion so I can only assume they 
were not able to do so. I can only assume that where they are the contamination 
is much greater and their chance of survival is much lower. And then there is 
the petty officer there," said Gesar. 
"Wait, when the Boudicca reported life signs they said three plus a faint 
fourth." He looked at everyone in the room. "The fourth in the room was already 
dead. That means someone else may still be alive here and if they can tell us 
where we may be able to find the rest of the team." 
?I don?t think we should put much stock in the readings from the ship. They are 
doing their best to compensate but we will have a better opportunity to assess 
things from down here. Can anyone get any sort of readings from their 
tricorders?? 
 
?Checking sir,? Basil checked his tricorder, he adjusted the levels, using the 
signals he was receiving to analyse what he could see. He altered the 
frequencies, trying to get a nearer reading - comparing each response with the 
last. As he worked he started to talk out loud 
?Its difficult, sir, pinpointing but if I resonate through the structure it may 
help ? deeper ?. deeper there .. weak ? very weak signal .. two .. three ?no ? 
four. There are four ? organics ? down below. That?s the best I can do .. the 
signal is weak.? 
 
Thinking quickly the commander asked ?Doctor, how soon can we get the injured 
out of here? I don?t want anyone exposed down here any longer than is absolutely 
necessary.? 
 
?Now would be most preferable, sir but what about the crew .. I am sure its them 
down below? ? 
 
(Reply Durand, any) 
(Posted by Warren Simkins) 
 
(Jahdara III - Main Mine Shaft - CPO - Med Tech Simon Kawalski - Day 2 - 1220) 
 
It had taken a long time but eventually Simon reached the bottom of the shaft, 
or what he hoped at least was the bottom of the shaft.  Playing his palm torch 
around the area he realised that it was the crushed remains of the elevator car 
and easing himself inch by inch down, all the while keeping a firm grip on his 
rope he began settling his weight on it bit by bit all the while praying that it 
was indeed at the bottom of the shaft and not simply snagged on some outcrop.  
 
Eventually he took a deep breath and stood firmly on the top of the car.  It 
stayed where it was, with no hint that it was likely to fall further.  Letting 
out the breath he had been holding Simon played his torch over the top of the 
car and around the sides looking for a way down. 
 
Relaying back up to the people who were following him he told them what he had 
found and suggested that they wait and not put anymore weight on the car until 
he had investigated it and made sure that it was indeed secure and not simply 
hanging in the middle of the shaft.  
 
Getting an ok from his team he opened the top hatch and played his torch around 
the interior.  The sharp tang of fresh blood hit him immediately quickly 
followed by the sight of something that looked like nothing more than a painting 
of Dante's idea of hell.  
 
Simon had seen a great deal of death in his time but this went way beyond what 
he had seen before.  Sliding himself through the hatch and trying not to step 
only anyone he lowered himself into the car.  He checked body after body, every 
single one of them dead.  The bodies on top had died from severe trauma, no 
doubt due to them being riccoched around from the car plunging down the shaft.  
The bodies on the bottom of the pile would no doubt have suffered the same 
injuries.  The ones in the middle would probably have suffocated.  Squeezed 
between the bodies above and below them. 
 
He played his torch once more around the elevator and noticing that the doors 
were open he called out in the hope that someone still might be alive in the 
main shaft.  "Hello down here.  Is anyone still alive here. 
 
(Reply Grantham) 
 
Knowing that he was unlikely to get a reply he was just about to call the rest 
of his team down to do a search when he heard a whisper. 
The reply was so faint that at first Simon did not realise what it was but 
playing his torch round the elevator one final time he found one person who was 
still alive. 
 
Crossing to him he realised that he had been half thrown out of the car as it 
had stopped but his lower body had been trapped by the press of bodies half 
lying on top of him. 
 
Calling down the rest of his team, informing them of the casualty and telling 
them to be careful he started treating him. 
 
(Reply Grantham) 
 
(Posted by Marilyn) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Atmosphere Processor ? aCO Commander Durand ? 1221) 
 
?Sir, the man?s wounds are more than I can deal with here, he needs to be moved 
as soon as possible? 
 
~Which is precisely why I asked how quickly they could be stabilized for a 
move,~ he thought but didn?t say aloud. 
 
?Understood Doctor. Do whatever you can to expedite the process; we need to get 
our people taken care of just as rapidly as we can.? 
 
(Reply Gesar iyw) 
 
He moved back to the rest of the away team, then shortly made his inquiry 
regarding tricorder readings. They had to find out where the rest of the 
original team was ? and quickly ? if they were to have any chance at all. 
 
The doctor was the first one to respond to Durand?s inquiry, indicating four 
possible organic signs below them somewhere deeper inside the structure. He 
turned back toward the assistant engineer. ?Mister Gesar, I thought you said 
that you had sent *three* engineers to mitigate the leak? Why would there be 
*four* readings? Are any of your team unaccounted for? Or your team for that 
matter Mister Trei? Just how many people are we looking for?? 
 
(Reply Gesar, Trei, Room for more) 
 
Doctor Candle asked the ?on point? question: What about the crew? 
 
?First Doctor, we are getting our injured out of here. Let?s get them moved to 
the shaft so they can be beamed up. Enright, will the second set of pattern 
enhancers do us any good deeper inside this place?? 
 
She answered virtually without pause. ?Possible sir, but highly unlikely. I 
wouldn?t chance any of our lives on it, that I?m sure of.? 
 
?Alright, we do it the old fashioned way then. As soon as our injured here are 
beamed out, have the ship send down four antigrav litters and another medical 
kit. Let?s move people.? 
 
(Reply Trei, Gesar, Candle, Boudicca iyw) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
Mission: All the King?s Horses, Day 2 
Stardate: 2413.10.16 
 
(Jahdara III ? Atmosphere Processor ? ACEO Anton Gesar ? 1222) 
 
?So you are not sure where they are then? The lower control level perhaps?? 
 
"No sir, there were several locations with possible leaks and they could have 
started at any one of them.  They may have been in route as they would have 
checked in once they arrived at one of the locations.  Wait, when the Boudicca 
reported life signs they said three plus a faint fourth."  He looked at everyone 
in the room.  "The fourth in the room was already dead.  That means someone else 
may still be alive here and if they can tell us where we may be able to find the 
rest of the team." 
 
?I don?t think we should put much stock in the readings from the ship. They are 
doing their best to compensate but we will have a better opportunity to assess 
things from down here. Can anyone get any sort of readings from their 
tricorders?? 
 
"Checking sir," the doctor chimed in and had found that there were four 
lifesigns. 
 
 ?Mister Gesar, I thought you said that you had sent *three* engineers to 
mitigate the leak? Why would there be *four* readings? Are any of your team 
unaccounted for? Or your team for that matter Mister Trei? Just how many people 
are we looking for?? 
 
"When we arrived there was no one in the control room.  It is possible that the 
other team found one of the people working here." 
 
Candle inquired what they were going to do about the other crew members. 
 
~What about the crew indeed,~ Anton thought about the doctor's inquiry.  
 
?First Doctor, we are getting our injured out of here. Let?s get them moved to 
the shaft so they can be beamed up. Enright, will the second set of pattern 
enhancers do us any good deeper inside this place?? 
 
She answered virtually without pause. ?Possible sir, but highly unlikely. I 
wouldn?t chance any of our lives on it, that I?m sure of.? 
 
?Alright, we do it the old fashioned way then. As soon as our injured here are 
beamed out, have the ship send down four antigrav litters and another medical 
kit. Let?s move people.? 
 
"Sir, I am feeling better.  I request to assist with the search.  These are my 
people and they are my responsibility." 
 
(Reply Durand, Any) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Primary Mineshaft - Gamma Shift Supervisor Grantham - 1223) 
 
Time was crawling... and, leaping... at the same moment. He was spending more 
and more time in the twilight world of semi-consciousness as time crawled by. 
 
During his increasingly shorter and more infrequent lucid moments, the seconds 
seemed like hours as he waited for rescue that he now knew was not coming. 
 
~Whatever happened... it hit topside too... must have done. Otherwise they would 
have got us out by now. That blasted Tellarite, whatever else he is... one 
tremendous mining engineer...~ 
 
Oh how he wished he had been able to hang on to the water container he had 
dropped ever so long ago! He was so very tired... no, thirsty... no... tired and 
thirsty. 
 
The darkness came again. 
 
He couldn?t tell how long this time, but he awoke -- as much as he was able -- 
to the sound of voices. 
 
~Mind is going... playing tricks. No one is coming... no one is coming...~ 
 
The noises. Noise? Noises? Again. 
 
They became more distinct... he fought to hear them, to stay with them this 
time... stay in the light. 
 
The light! He could swear that he could see light. Beautiful, brilliant light. 
 
~Is this the end, at last?~ 
 
The light moved. He blinked, heard voices and sounds again. He tried to speak... 
to answer a question he could barely understand. His throat, dry from hours of 
disuse, coupled with his injury, was barely up to the task. What should have 
been a shout of joy and deliverance instead was a strangled croak, barely more 
than a whimper. 
 
Evidently it was enough. The light grew closer and brighter. Then, a face. A 
blessed human face. Scarcely could he see it in the wash of light, but never had 
he seen such a glorious sight, not even of his beloved wife on their wedding 
day. 
 
With a superhuman effort, he spoke to the upside down face and light. (He was 
the one dangling but he had so long been that way it seemed perfectly normal, as 
though the stranger were inverted) 
 
?Back... legs... maybe broken. Numb. Help.... please.? 
 
Even that fragmented statement was a bare whisper. He hoped it would be loud 
enough, and understood. 
 
(Reply Kawalski, Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(Jahdara  III - Processing plant - TAC/SC Lieutenant(SG) Detron Trei - 12.23.5) 
 
Detron felt better after the hypospray injection.  He listened to Gesar and 
Durand talk about searching for a fourth detected life sign.  Detron stepped up 
to offer his services. 
 
"I feel better as well Durand.  I can search if needed sir." 
 
Detron thought he heard Gesar accuse him of murder again but dismissed it as 
effects of radiation exposure. 
 
~You will be sorry Gesar if you continue down this road of accusation.  A 
Klingon warrior never forgets.~ 
 
(Reply Gesar, Durand, iyw) 
(Posted by Edward) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Primary Mineshaft - CPO Simon Kawalski - Day 2  - 1225) 
As Simon began settling himself his casualty began talking to him and Simon 
grinned since this was always a good sign.  ?Back... legs... maybe broken. Numb. 
Help.... please.? 
 
Talking a deep breath Simon took out his medical tricorder and flipped himself 
upside down on his rope playing the tricorder up and down his patient.  "Well, 
you aren't too wrong with that assessment.  Both your legs are broken and you 
have a spinal injury.  However the first thing we need to do is dig you out of 
these bodies and this might take some time and I am going to have to get some 
help to do so.  I am going to call for some help doing that now and once they 
arrive we will start to free you.  Before that I need to assess you.  My name is 
Simon, what's yours?" 
 
(Reply Grantham) 
 
"Well I can guarantee that we will have you out of here and upstairs on to the 
Boudicca just as soon as we can.  It may not be comfortable but hopefully it 
will be quick and then our doctors will be able to work on you. and fix you 
right up." 
 
"You just need to hold on for a few minutes more and then you will be fine." 
 
(reply Grantham iyw) 
 
(CPO Simon Kawalski) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processor - aCEO Anton Gesar - 1226) 
 
?That?s *Commander* Durand, Lieutenant Trei. Both of you are still patients 
until I hear otherwise from Doctor Candle. What about it Doctor? Are these two 
well enough to help? We?re not risking anyone?s health, not on my watch.? 
Anton had hoped that Trei would not volunteer though he was pretty sure he 
would.  He wanted to limit his interaction with the security officer.  Anton was 
getting the distinct impression that having been insulted the Klingon was going 
out of his way to goad Anton into a confrontation. 
 
He was relieved when the doctor said that he was in no immediate danger and 
cleared him to assist with the search.  He assisted the group with getting 
Tarson and the body of the dead CPO for transport back to the ship. 
 
Anton walked over to the control panels in the room and brought up the facility 
schematics.  "Commander, if you have a moment, I have brought up the facility 
schematics that should help us coordinate our search effort." 
 
(Reply Durand) 
 
"Our people are most likely trapped in one of these three locations.  If we 
coordinate our search efforts in these locations we should be able to find out 
people quicker." 
 
(Reply Candle iyw, Durand) 
(Posted by Oleg Kislyuk) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Atmosphere Processor - aCO Commander Durand - 1228) 
 
After the group had taken care of the gravely injured engineer and the deceased 
victim, Durand?s attention was called to a display on which Gesar had brought up 
schematics of the facility. 
 
"Our people are most likely trapped in one of these three locations.  If we 
coordinate our search efforts in these locations we should be able to find out 
people quicker." 
 
He studied the display rapidly, then voiced his decision. ?Alright then. As soon 
as you and Lieutenant Trei get your suits on, we?ll proceed as you suggest. 
Enright, standby here and relay communications as needed.? He tapped the display 
with his gloved finger for emphasis. ?For lack of more sophisticated 
nomenclature, we will designate the three search areas as one, two, and three.? 
 
~You certainly don?t make command grade without being imaginative,~ he derided 
himself. 
 
?We?ll split into two teams. Mister Gesar and I will start checking area one. 
Lieutenant Trei, you and Doctor Candle check area two, and we will rendezvous at 
area three. If either team encounters any difficulty or needs assistance we will 
support each other. No heroics; we get in, get out with our people as soon as we 
find them. Minimum exposure time. Clear? Any questions?? 
 
As he waited, he quickly sorted equipment onto the antigrav litters that had 
been beamed down, divvying up medical kits and other supplies evenly for the two 
teams. 
 
(Reply Trei, Candle, Gesar) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Primary Mineshaft ? Gamma Shift Supervisor Grantham ? 1229) 
 
As he fought to stay conscious and focused, Grantham considered his situation. 
Never much of a believer, he found himself wondering if the figure hanging 
inverted in front of him was some sort of Angel. 
 
The illusion was dispelled somewhat as he busied himself running a tricorder 
over the injured miner and spoke in a very human voice. 
 
?Simon?? He stopped a moment and redoubled his efforts to concentrate on the 
question and answer through the haze. 
 
?Mike.? He stopped again, gaining a bit of clarity with sheer force of will. 
?Mike.? He repeated himself, then drew on some unknown inner strength to 
elucidate. ?Mike Grantham is my name. My guys? are they alright?? 
 
(Reply Kawalski) 
 
The import of  Kawalski?s answer didn?t actually set in to Grantham?s shocked 
mind. The realization and all its? horror would come much later. 
 
He was slipping a bit now, losing his last reserves of willpower. Somewhere deep 
inside he realized he was safe, and that was enough for him to ease his struggle 
a bit. Images swirled in his thoughts, confusing him. He could no longer even be 
sure he was sequencing questions and answers properly. 
 
?Boudicca? What?s a Boudicca? Can you help my guys?? 
 
(Reply Kawalski, Any) 
(Posted by Russ) 
 
 
(Jahdara  III - Processing Plant - TAC/SC Lieutenant(SG) Detron Trei - 12.30) 
 
Detron heard the orders from Durand that he will be with Candle in search group2 
to search area 2 for survivors.  Detron put on his EVA suit.  He walked over to 
Candle and waited for him to get his suit on.  He turned to Durand. 
 
"Ready sir." 
 
(Reply Durand, Candle) 
(Posted by Edward) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - En-route to Colony Center  - ATAC/SC Ensign(jg) Jessica Signos - 
1235) 
 
Jessica and her team picked there path, moving though the twisted metal and 
scared streets and ruins that have become what remained of the colony, keeping 
weapons and tricorders at the ready 
 
She looked to the engineer petty officer assigned to her team. "Give me a 
status." Her order was quick, yet soft. 
 
"Nothing good, every building shows signs of structural damage to varying 
degrees. It's gonna make move though this difficult and slow." The petty officer 
replied 
 
It was the last thing Jessica wanted to hear. They made great time moving to the 
outskirts of the city. However, once the entered the city proper it turned out 
to be a labyrinth to solve. She knew she could contact the Boudicca to teleport 
them closer. But Jessica shook that ideal from her head, 
 
 ~How much would we miss, how many lives could we miss if took that short cut. 
Besides those resources are better needed else where.~ 
 
So they continued on, Hoping that they would find the some of the many that were 
still lost. All around them laid rubble, derby, and on occasional remains of 
some unfortunate soul, that had long since passed.  They continued, past 
building caught a flame by down and busted power conduits. The place looked, 
felt, and smelt dead. 
 
~ Complete loss of the colony,~  She remembered telling that to Lieutenant Trei 
in the short time they hard to prepare. Now she wished by all that was holy that 
she was wrong. 
 
Her team rounded a bend, stopped to take a reading, and listen. There was motion 
has a piece of wall fell to the ground, then silence, followed by a very faint 
tap, tap, tap. 
 
"Wait, did you hear that" One of her security team piped out motioning to the 
other where she though the sound was coming from. 
 
Jessica moved forward placing her and on a piece of metal jutting out from the 
wreckage before her. 
 
"Scans aren't picking up anything..." The medical crewman said upset, before a 
sharp glance from the far to young looking ensign cut his train of thought. 
 
"It's the topaline, messes with the scanners." Jessica replied. "Now quite 
please." 
 
Then it came again a faint tapping from with in the rubble. "There's someone in 
there, lets get them out." the young ensign replied, has she looked over to the 
engineer. "Whats are best path to get inside with out all this wreckage falling 
around us." 
 
"There may be an entry way though the top of whats left of this building. That's 
probably the best way in." the engineer replied. 
 
Jessica moved to the top of the building, with her small frame and size it was 
easy for her to pick her path. Stepping on things that others would break or 
damage. Once on top she indeed find an opening that would lead into the 
structure and hopefully to the survivors. She turned again to her team. 
"Engineering, I want a pully up here over this opening; Medical, set up a hasty 
medical point; everyone else is on security of this site.  Alpha team leader the 
team is yours I'm going in." 
 
In short order pulley was in placed over the opening. Jessica grabbed the rope 
from it and secured it to the climbing harness she wore. Once everything was 
secure and in place. She begone she descent into the darkness. Picking her way 
from broken shards of metal to chunks of mortar, anything that would allow 
herself a purchase to climb further down. All the while she was looking her 
flashlight mounted on a metal circlet help to illuminate the darkness, and 
listening to her for the cries of help she hoped she would find. 
 
(reply none needed.) 
(posted by Matthew Locke) 
 
 
(Jahdara III ? Primary Mineshaft ? CPO Simon Kawalski - Day 2 ? 1235) 
 
It had taken a while but eventually Simon had been given the ok from the ship to 
beam up his casualty.  
 
Once Grantham had been beamed away Simon began giving orders to remove the rest 
of the bodies and climbing back up left the rest of his team to oversee this. 
 
(No reply needed) 
 
(Posted by Marilyn) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Mine Shaft 4 - CMO - Cmdr Josh Caskie - Day 2 - 1239) 
 
It had taken almost fifteen minutes for the rest of her team to make it down to 
the bottom and Josh had used her time by going round and assessing the survivors 
and their injuries, thankfully none of them too serious. 
There were the usual things you would expect.  Three people with concussion that 
Josh had already earmarked to be transported straight up to the ship and treated 
in Sickbay.  Five people with a variety of broken bones that could be treated by 
the triage centre first and then sent to the ship if necessary.  An assortment 
of cuts, contusions and lacerations that were fairly minor and simply needed 
seeing to and the casualties reassured and one or two people who were in shock 
and simply needed to have an eye kept on them.  
 
The rest of the survivors needed nothing more than to get out of here, be given 
something to drink, a hot meal, access to a shower, clean clothes and given 
somewhere to rest and they would be fine.  ~Well, at least they will recover 
fairly quickly~ Josh thought.  ~Whether they will be fine after just having 
their entire colony wiped out is another matter entirely, and thankfully one 
that I don't really have to worry about at present.~ 
 
As Ensign Martin finally arrived with the pattern enhancers she ordered her team 
to set them up and called the Boudicca on her comm badge to make sure that they 
could get a reading. 
 
"Dr Caskie to the Bouddica.  Do you have a good signal on the pattern enhancers 
at this location." 
 
(Reply Boudicca) 
 
"I have three casualties with concussion that need to be beamed directly to 
Sickbay for treatment.  I have five other casualties with assorted broken bones 
which although have been stabilised and treated need to be beamed to our 
on-planet triage centre for further assessment.  I have fifteen other people 
with minimal injuries that also need to be beamed to the triage centre to be 
given a once over and then fed, sheltered and generally taken care off.  Finally 
I have a rescue team here who could do with being beamed back to the surface 
rather than make the long climb back up if you can arrange it." 
 
(Reply Bouddica) 
 
(Posted by Marilyn) 
 
 
(Jahdara III - Mine Shaft 4 - CMO - Cmdr Josh Caskie - Day 2 - 1242) 
 
It had taken what Josh thought was forever for the Boudicca to reply but finally 
they did and Josh began sending up her injured. 
 
Finally she felt the tingle that told her that her away team were being beamed 
up and Josh smiled knowing that what ever else they were called on to do, they 
were now in a position to help. 
 
Making sure that their casualties were taken to the appropriate place Josh began 
helping out in the triage centre,  Knowing that they had a sudden influx from 
the mine. 
 
(No reply needed) 
Cmdr Josh Caskie 
 
 
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