Kelly
Jun 14 2003, 03:53 PM
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Commander Samantha Halliwell ~ U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge
Halliwell looked at Tanik as he followed the
Captain. "Good luck," she whispered
softly to herself looking back down to the
console. Things aren't looking up she
thought.
She watched the sensors carefully. "Still
got 'em," she whispered partly to herself and
partly to the rest of the crew. Sith shifted
slightly and his hands twitched over the keys in
anticipation, and ready for anything.
"Engineering to the bridge," came a
voice over the comm.
Halliwell looked at Sith,
then back to the comm. She pressed the button on
her console. "Bridge. Halliwell here."
"Commander," came one of the voices. "It's Ensign Taylor. We require some
assistance down here."
"What do you need?"
"We need Commander Tanik down here,"
he replied. She listened in. It sounded like
extinguishers going off. "We've taken a
great deal of damage."
"He's with the Captain," she replied
calmly as she could. "You'll have to deal
with it as best you can."
"There's something else..."
Halliwell shook her head. Always a bloody
catch. "Go on."
"One of the guys needs medical
attention."
"Get him to sickbay," Halliwell said
clearly. "Anything else."
"That's just it," Taylor replied. "He's been knocked out and none of the
medics to know what to do."
"Call the Doctor then," Halliwell
suggested drumming her fingers along the
console.
"You left him back at the base."
She looked up to Sith and got out of her seat. "I'll be right down there."
"Ma'am?" Sith asked.
"Can you do me a favour Lieutenant?"
He nodded slightly.
"Keep on eye on these sensors," she
said walking quickly over to the turbolift.
"Where are you going?"
"Engineering," and with that she
disappeared.
Engineering
Halliwell stepped out and looked round, her hand
flew to her mouth.
Taylor ran over to her.
"Commander," he said motioning for her
to follow him. She looked to the crewman on the
floor. She knelt down and felt his pulse.
It was
steady.
She looked up to Taylor. "What
happened?"
"He was working in this section when one of
the conduits blew," he replied.
She nodded
checking his face. "He has severe
burn," Halliwell commented. "We need
to get him up to sickbay, quickly."
"Yes, ma'am."
Sickbay
Taylor and one of the other ensigns carried him
into sickbay. Halliwell ran straight over to the
desk looking at all the medicines she required.
"What's his name?"
"Crewman Dwyer, Michael."
Halliwell quickly gained access to the logs, she
quickly found his name, she had to check to see
if had any medical conditions or allergies. He
didn't. She carried on searching for what she
needed.
"Oh my god," Taylor shouted.
Halliwell turned back to him and looked to
Dwyer. "Don't hold him down," she
replied quickly filling the hypo-spray and
running over to them. "He's having a
fit," he looked up to her blankly. "It's just the shock," she held up the
hypo-spray and put it in his neck, he quickly
stopped, Taylor looked up to her and smiled. "He's stabilizing."
A female ran in. An ensign. "Commander
Halliwell?"
"Yes?"
"I'm Ensign Gillian Sadler, I've come to
assist you."
"You a medic?"
"I am a nurse, yes," she replied looking at
Dwyer. "What's wrong with him?"
"The burns are no concern of mine,"
Halliwell replied. "I think that he took a
blow to the head when he fell and he's been
fitting, he appears to be in a state of
shock."
She ran over to the doors. "Commander,
where are you going?"
"I'm needed back on the Bridge." She
looked at the hypo-spray in her hand and threw it to her. "If he starts again, use 2cc's
of Delactovine." She ran off to the
turbolift. |
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markspot
Jun 14 2003, 04:26 PM
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Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - U.S.S. Domtar
Security Officers Log - Supplemental
"The Domtar has been attacked by an unidentified
ship. We were unable to locate the ship, and I
believe their cloaking technology to be superior
to anything we have encountered before. We
suspect that the ship was Romulan, but we cannot
be sure of anything at this point. Systems
across the ship are failing, and we have
received casualty reports from every deck. All
weapons are offline at the moment, so we are
dead in the water, waiting for the enemy to
strike. I fear that should the enemy attack
again, we will be unable to fight, forcing us to
die dishonorable deaths. We must do all we can
to defend ourselves until we are rescued, and
the Domtar's chief engineer is hard at work as
we speak, attempting to restore systems, but
things do not look good.
Additionally, the Captain of the Domtar is
missing. His life signs are not appearing
anywhere on the ship, but no body has been
found, so I have no choice but to conclude that
he was captured by the enemy when our shields
failed. We are unable to scan the enemy ship
because of their superior cloaking device.
Life Support is failing, and we can not survive
for any length of time if someone from Starbase
001 does not come to find us soon." |
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Spork
Jun 14 2003, 06:02 PM
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Lieutenant Commander Tanik - U.S.S. Pollux, Ready Room
"Why the hell did you hold that information
back until we were out on the field?! If you told us beforehand, we could
have--"
"Done what?" Tanik finished his
sentence with another question.
Major took a breath and calmed down a little,
"It just makes me wonder-- what else do you know that could help us that
you aren't telling?"
"A lot. However, I'd be breaking my orders
to tell you. In fact, I already have
broken them with that tachyon business,"
Tanik replied.
"What? Who's orders?" Major asked
incredulously.
"A rather unpleasant Starfleet intelligence
officer... I think his name was... Hardgrove. He's a Fleet Captain. I also believe
he is assigned to the starbase."
Major stood there, his mouth practically gaping.
Tanik seemed surprised. "You did not know
this?"
"Tom and I need to have a little chat. Intelligence sneaking around my station," Major shuddered. "Anyway,
I need to know what you know about this. I don't care if this... Intelligence
officer told you not to."
"That probably would be prudent. However, I
don't think you're going to like it."
"What's to like?"
Tanik chuckled. "I was once stationed on a
prototype warbird in the Old Neutral Zone, when I was in the Imperial Navy.
We would proceed under cloak and use a paralysis field to disable
Federation starships that ventured too far into the Neutral Zone. We would then
abduct the crew and..." Tanik paused, "...perform experiments on
them."
Major's eye's widened, "What kinds of
'experiments'?"
"Biological and chemical."
There was an eerie silence.
Tanik broke it. "In fact, that is why I and
the others defected."
Major looked back at him.
Tanik continued, "We were once a great
empire. A long time ago. But then we became obsessed with... stealth... and
subterfuge. I refuse to be a part of an empire that advocates cowardice above all
else," Tanik looked sad.
"But, the Federation stands up for it's
ideals. It never breaks them," Tanik said, almost proudly.
Major turned away from the window he was staring
out of.
"If there is anything else?"
"Not right now, sir."
"Dismissed, Commander."
"Aye, sir." As Tanik turned around, he
said to himself, "A long time ago..." He sighed sadly to himself.
Then, It seemed as if inspiration had taken a
skillet and knocked him upside the head with it.
"A long time ago!"
Major turned around, startled. "What is it,
Commander?"
"Well, sir, we won't be able to keep them
on sensors for very long."
"Yes, I know that."
"But, we can still do a passive scan for
impulse engine exhaust. It would only show up on an impulse turn, however."
"Okay... what are you getting at?"
"There should be a comet, Icarus IV,
nearby."
Enlightenment dawned across Major's features.
"I see! James T. Kirk!"
"Yes, Captain. You know your history,
sir."
"We could herd them up through the comet -
it would make them visible! Get down to your engine room, commander! We need
Warp ASAP!"
"Aye, sir." |
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TPol123
Jun 15 2003, 09:27 AM
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Lieutenant JG T'Kila - U.S.S. Domtar
"Science Officer's Log - Supplemental
"Our ship was recently attacked by an
unidentified vessel. Security chief K'Rak
believes that it may have been Romulan, but he
is not sure at this time. Life support is
failing, and we have determined that the Captain
is no longer onboard the ship.
"We have determined that the hull of the Domtar
is intact and undamaged, but all systems across
the ship are failing. We only have approximately
6 hours left until we run out of life support.
"I believe that our attackers used some sort of
advanced weapon to damage our systems without
affecting the structural integrity of the ship." |
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Hawku
Jun 15 2003, 12:40 PM
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Lieutenant Rune Sith - U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge
The Pollux drifted in space, on a slow
rotating axis, venting plasma. "In about
half an hour we'll be out of transporter range
of the Domtar." Sith checked the helm.
Captain Major had just entered the Bridge before
Halliwell. "We have a plan for the
Romulans, but not the Domtar."
Commander Halliwell went over to the console and
conducted a multi-phasic scan of the Domtar.
"Some kind of energy dampening weapon
scattered all the Federation technology. It's
also blocking any scans for lifesigns."
Sith turned around, thinking out loud. "It's possible
that same weapon was used on our nacelle
earlier."
Halliwell nodded. "Either the Romulans
think the Pollux has been affected by the
weapon, or the Pollux actually has been affected
by the weapon and it just hasn't kicked in
yet."
The Captain knew he needed to get around this,
fast. "There has to be a way to neutralize
the effects. Is there anyway to correlate the
data of the damage to the our nacelle with the
data to the systems of the Domtar?"
Halliwell glanced to to the side in thought.
"Perhaps."
"We'd have to be on the Domtar." Sith
added.
Captain Major nodded. "Take an Away Team to
the Domtar. I want that ship online." He
went over to a console to view an update from
Tanik in Engineering. "In the meantime, we
have some Romulans to take care of..."
U.S.S. Domtar - Deck 14
An Away Team including Sith beamed into one of
the Hallways of the Domtar. It was empty
and dark, with defective lights flickering the
distance. "Sorry, this was the best I could
do." Someone remarked.
The team split up to get to work on the systems.
Sith nodded to them and turned to go down two
dark hallways, finding an operations console
barely online. He accessed it and placed a power
device next to the panel.
*Click! Click! ...Chrip.* Sith's 'shoulder
angel', Zeta, scurried around.
"Not now Zeta! I have to get this
working." Bringing your pet Android
Spider along an Official Away Mission. Great
idea.
*Chrip! Click, click!* Zeta stood
off of Sith's forearm, alert.
"What, Zeta!?" Sith yelled, annoyed.
"What's your problem?"
Sith heard a noise and turned his head to the
right. Out from the shadows of the dark corridor
emerged a Romulan. The Romulan stared right at
Sith, not intending on letting him get away... |
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markspot
Jun 16 2003, 01:44 PM
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Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - Armory
Security Chief K'Rak entered the Armory,
intending to check the status of the ship's
weapons. He found phasers scattered all around
the floor. After testing them, he determined
that none of the weapons in the armory were
operational. He bellowed a curse in Klingon, and
touched his communicator.
"K'Rak to Bridge."
There was no
response.
"K'Rak to the Bridge," he said more
urgently.
Still, there was silence from the
bridge.
K'Rak walked to the turbolift, only to find that
it too was not operational. "Hu'tegh!" he
yelled, heading for the nearest Jeffries tube.
I must get to the bridge and find out what in
the name of Kahless is going on here, he
thought.
He was startled by the sound of disruptor shots
coming from behind him. Whipping around, he
pulled out his phaser instinctively, cursing to
himself when he remembered that it wasn't
working.
Must've been that cowardly weapon the
Romulans used to disable us, he thought with
contempt.
He dove into the Jeffries tube next to
him, slamming the grate closed behind himself.
As he crawled as fast as possible through the
tube, he heard the enemies footsteps as he
approached the tube... |
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Captain Archer
Jun 16 2003, 02:54 PM
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Ambassador Michael Larkin - Starbase 001, Office
Michael sat alone in his office staring out the
window, wondering what the Admiral had in mind.
He said he would meet him here in a few hours to
discuss his plans, but what could it be.
Just
then the comm went off.
"Incoming subspace
transmission."
"Route to monitor"
Michael told the computer. The black screen was
soon filled with the lovely face of his long
time friend Jen, from Earth.
"Michael, I
heard you were back in the area, how are
you?" she asked.
"I've been better to
tell you the truth." He looked into her
eyes and so wanted to tell her that he loved her
but just couldn't work up the courage.
"I've been wanting to talk to you in
person, would it be alright if I came aboard the
station?" Jen asked.
Michael's heart
stopped. "Sure, uhh, how is tomorrow for
you? We can have lunch."
"Great,"
she said. "I'll see ya tomorrow then
Michael."
The screen went black again, he
turned back toward the viewport and began
speculating about what she wanted, just then the
door chimed.
"Come," Michael yelled
out.
"Michael, we have some things to discuss,
but before I do, I need to know I can count on
you, no matter what." Admiral Garrison
started talking before the door shut.
"Sure
thing Tom. What's on your mind?" Michael
asked inquisitively.
"...Saving the Federation
from making a big mistake."
Michael arched
up in his chair and motioned for the Admiral to
have a seat. |
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TPol123
Jun 16 2003, 03:54 PM
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Lieutenant JG T'Kila - U.S.S. Domtar, Bridge
T'Kila sat in the Captain's chair on the
Bridge, being the only senior officer there. The
only other person was the helmsmen, a young
Ensign named Limestone. Security Chief K'Rak
should be back by now, she thought worriedly.
He had left for the Armory about fifteen minutes
ago to check if their weapons were working, and
he still had not returned. T'Kila pressed her
communicator. "Bridge to Lieutenant
Commander K'Rak." she said.
There was no
response.
"K'Rak, please respond."
Still nothing.
"I am going to the Armory.
You have the Bridge, Ensign," she informed
Limestone. She tried the turbolift, but it
wouldn't open. Before she had a chance to react,
several Romulans beamed onto the Bridge.
"Shit!" yelled Limestone.
"Romulans."
T'Kila turned around. One
of them shot Limestone, who immediately slumped
to the ground. Then all of them headed after
her. She tried to defend herself, but even being
a martial arts expert she was no match for four
Romulans.
Two of them grabbed her by the arms,
and another one held up a pistol to the back of
her head. "Follow me!" Barked the
final one.
Secret Room
To T'Kila's amazement, the Romulan who
appeared to be the leader opened the turbolift
with no trouble at all. "Deck 8." he
said.
They arrived very quickly, and they
started walking down the corridor.
"Where are you taking me?" T'Kila
asked.
"Shut up" the one with the pistol
said. "You will find out soon enough."
The Romulan leader led them into a room which
was vacant quarters. They shoved her down into a
seat. Then the leader spoke. "T'Kila."
he said. "I need some help, and I think you
are just the person to give it to me." He
gave her an evil smile.
"What kind of help are you looking
for?" T'Kila asked neutrally.
He smiled again. "The Federation is growing
weak. My followers and I are set to take over it
very soon. However, we cannot do it without the
help of a few... friends... that are
members."
"So you want me to spy for you?"
T'Kila asked him.
"Exactly. We have more important jobs that
need doing also, but as you know, you are not
one of Starfleet's most trusted members."
He smirked at that. T'Kila looked down,
remembering with guilt that incident so long
ago. "Ah, I can see you still feel bad about
that. But they had no right to demote you! It
was an accident! You don't owe Starfleet
anything. This is your chance to get back at
them for what they did to you."
"What happened was my fault. I have no
reason to be angry with the Federation."
"No? Well, if you don't agree to help me, I
will have to kill you. I cant risk this
information getting out. So which will it
be?"
"If those are my options, I guess you will
have to kill me." |
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markspot
Jun 17 2003, 09:14 AM
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Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - U.S.S. Domtar
K'Rak ran through the Jeffries tube, plotting a
course of actions. He climbed the ladder to Deck
8, where the guest quarters were. He entered his
quarters, and removed from the wall a ceremonial
bat'leth from the 24th century. It would have to
do, since all of the phasers were out of order.
The next course of action was to locate the
other members of the crew. He stepped carefully
over several dead bodies lying in the hall
outside his room.
Suddenly, from down the corridor, he heard
muffled conversation. The voices sounded
Romulan. Cautiously, with bat'leth in hand, he
walked toward the room the voices were
originating from, only to find it locked. Taking
a step back, he prepared to knock down the
door.... |
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TPol123
Jun 17 2003, 09:34 AM
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Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Secret Room
The Romulan leader grabbed T'Kila by the neck
and jerked her up. "Listen here, you
little..."
T'Kila kicked him in the... important area, really
hard. He howled with pain and stumbled
backwards. Two of the others advanced towards
her. She whirled around and kicked one of them
on the face, but the other one managed to grab
her and shove her down on the ground.
The other
one pointed the disruptor at her again.
"One last chance to change your mind,"
he told her.
She just glared at him. Suddenly
they heard some loud thumping noises on the
door, and it collapsed. In charged the heroic K'Rak.
He gave a loud warriors cry and ran towards the
one with the disruptor. He sliced his head off
in one clean jerk. The leader stood up, not
hurting as bad anymore. He pointed his disruptor
at K'Rak but before he could fire K'Rak chopped
off his head too. The one on top of T'Kila stood
up to fight K'Rak. He dodged K'Rak's blows and
pulled out a long sword. Unnoticed, T'Kila snuck
up behind him. She kicked him on his lower back,
and when he turned around she did a nerve pinch
on him. He fell to the floor unconscious. |
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Kelly
Jun 17 2003, 03:10 PM
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Commander Samantha Halliwell ~ Deck 13
Halliwell, after successfully convincing the
Captain, walked carefully along Deck 13 aboard the Domtar, armed with her trusty weapon and a
tricorder. She looked to the two Ensigns with
her. They both looked as nervous as herself.
She
shook her head and looked down to her tricorder. "Oh dear," she whispered.
"Romulans," she whispered and looked
round. "This way," she said running
down the small corridor. She looked back round
the corner and as two Romulans walked straight passed, she
looked down to the tricorder. "There's some
bio-signs here," she whispered. "Three. All very faint."
She walked toward them, focusing hard on it. She
turned a corner here and a corner there. "Sith to Halliwell."
Halliwell tapped her commbadge. "Go
ahead."
"Better watch your step," he replied. "There are Romulans wandering about like
they own the place." She couldn't stop
herself from smiling at the figure of speech he
used.
"I know. Two just went by," she
whispered. "Have you found T'Kila and K'Rak
yet?"
"Negative," Sith answered, sadly. "I'm doing the best I can. We're currently
searching Deck 14. No sign of anyone alive,
Commander?"
"We're searching 13, I've located three
bio-signs, very weak but they may have a
chance."
"Understood. Be careful, Commander," he
replied.
Halliwell nodded. "You too. Halliwell
out."
She looked down to the tricorder. "Should
be just behind this hatch." She looked at
it. It didn't open for them. She looked at it
and sighed heavily. "Stupid thing,"
she muttered.
"Pardon me Ma'am but if we just..." an Ensign watched as Halliwell aimed her weapon at the
console and shot at it.
She looked to the Ensign. "What? Time is of the essence."
Halliwell stepped in and ran over to the injured
crewmen. She went to the first one and took his
pulse. She shook her head sadly before running
off to the next time.
A young woman. She went
over to the final one. "He's alive,"
she said.
"Sam?"
She looked down at him. "Rob?"
"Last time I checked," he replied and
she nodded sadly.
"What happened?"
A shot fired, then another one. She looked
behind her at the hatch and the two Romulans
stood there. "Stay where you are!"
Halliwell looked to the Ensigns who were with
her. They were on the floor. She looked from
them to Robert, picked up the phase pistol
and fired at the two. She hit one then ran
behind one of the containers as he fired. He
smiled and took aim at Robert. She stood up to
shoot but she was too late. She looked on in
horror as her friend died instantly. She felt
tears well up in her eyes and glared at the Romulan as she pulled the trigger. She stood
there looking at them, all dead.
Deck 14
"Sith to Halliwell." He looked around confused. "Commander, come
in," he replied a slight panic in his
voice. "Do you copy?"
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Hawku
Jun 17 2003, 05:12 PM
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Lieutenant Rune Sith
He stood in the hallway, catching his breath
from kicking that Romulan's ass. The Romulan
lay unconscious on the floor, as blood dripped
off his lip.
Zeta hibernated on Sith's shoulder as Sith next made
a run for it. He leapt over a broken container
and clung onto a ladder that led up to Deck 13.
Deck 13
Sith climbed to Deck 13 and turned a corridor.
He stopped at the sight of Commander Halliwell. She appeared to be tapping at a
console, out-of-focus, deactivating
primary precaution commands. "We need to initiate self destruct."
Ensign Carley stood there, with a smoking phaser
rifle. "Lieutenant! You have to stop her! I
came in here and phasered a Romulan that was
fighting her, and then she started talking about
destroying the ship!"
Sith stepped over the dead bodies on the floor
and approached his Commander.
"It's the
only way to put a stop to these Romulans."
She continued tapping at the panels. A few
working red alert lights pulsated in the
background. The alert sound was inoperational on
this deck.
He examined her. "This isn't like the Commander at all. Could whatever affected the crew be messing with her too?"
"The Alliance did this to us. To the Federation." She countered as she continued her work.
Sith looked to the side. In the past, the U.S.S. Vitality was forced
to destroy an asteroid-mounted science facility when its territory was claimed by the Cardassians. This
just adds to the proof the Alliance stops at
nothing.
"Sir, if you're right, then it's getting to you too," Carley noticed a switch in Sith's focus.
"Quiet Ensign, that's an order!" He
grabbed Commander Halliwell's shoulder. "We
can't do this. We have orders from Captain Major
to--"
Halliwell knocked Sith's arm away. Sith brought
it back over and pulled her away from the
station. "Stop! We have to do this."
She went to push Sith, but Sith quickly arched
his arms between hers and knocked them to the
side.
I.R.W. Rukorna, Bridge
"What is happening to the invasion team? They missed their check in, as usual," Commander Slevok gritted aboard the cloaked Chaltok-class warbird.
"They are probably convincing Lieutenant
T'Kila as we speak," the Centurion Xehk reassured. "If that is unsuccessful, we can always use the remaining crew survivors
for... well, the Science Department would be an
accurate claim." He stretched an unsettling
smile.
U.S.S. Domtar - Deck 13
Sith blocked a swing from Halliwell. Carley quickly pulled up his rifle and phasered
her. Halliwell fell unconscious in Sith's arms.
"Ensign!" Sith yelled in shock.
Carley went over to the console to deactivate
the self destruct. He knew what she did to get
it online and could reverse it. "You know
you're next, sir."
Sith slowly laid Halliwell to the floor,
glancing at her. He felt really bad for whatever
was troubling her. "And how do we know it's not affecting you too? Just stop. I can hold it. All it takes is focus."
Carley moved a few shapes around. "You did the same for me at the Bolian
bar on Starbase 001 earlier."
Halliwell lay unconscious as Sith checked her
pulse. She was okay. "I think I know how to
stop the effects of that weapon," Sith
said, recalling his scans of the Domtar's
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TPol123
Jun 17 2003, 07:13 PM
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Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Deck 9
T'Kila and K'Rak ran down the corridor as fast
as they could. As they went, they passed several
bodies of dead crewmembers, but they found none
alive. They came to the turbolift.
"Please be working." T'Kila muttered
as they walked up to it. Tada - the doors opened
automatically. "Yes!!" she exclaimed.
They got off at Deck 10. T'Kila scanned for
biosigns, but nobody on the deck was alive. So
they got back in the turbolift and went up to
Deck 11. When they got off, they read 1 Human
biosign, and 3 Romulans.
"The Romulans are
on the other side," T'Kila stated. "I
believe we can get to the crewman without being
caught."
K'Rak nodded in agreement. When they found the
human, he was lying on the floor groaning in
pain. He had blood dripping out of his mouth,
and he looked like he had been punched on the
face several times.
"Ensign, are you alright?" T'Kila
asked, kneeling down beside him.
"My head..." he whispered. "The
Romulans came."
"We know. You need medical attention
immediately. Lieutenant Commander K'Rak will
assist you to Sickbay." she turned to
K'Rak. "I will search Decks 12-14."
"Very well," he replied, and they
headed in their separate directions. |
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markspot
Jun 18 2003, 09:22 AM
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Lieutenant Commander K'Rak
K'Rak looked at the carnage beneath their feet,
and was proud of himself. I have fought
honorably, and killed the dastardly Romulans.
Later, K'Rak entered the turbolift pulling the wounded
Ensign along behind him. "Sickbay," he
told the turbolift. Perhaps, he thought, if
the turbolifts are working, then the phasers are
now working too. K'Rak did not have a
phaser with him, but he reached down to the now
unconscious Ensign, and removed the phaser from
his belt. Setting the phaser to stun, he aimed
it at the wall and fired. The wall of the
turbolift glowed red, and K'Rak holstered the
phaser.
The turbolift doors opened in front of sickbay,
and K'Rak hauled the Ensign out. He was relieved
to find that the doors to sickbay were now
operational. However, he feared the worst as he
entered Sickbay, and his fear was proven correct
when he found the ship's Chief Medical Officer
slumped over a table, a knife in the back of his
neck. K'Rak set the Ensign down on the nearest
biobed, and tapped his communicator.
"K'Rak to Bridge," he said, but there
was still no response. Everyone on the bridge
must have been killed, he thought. He pulled
a hypospray of anesthetic from the doctors
table, and injected the Ensign, and then began
the messy job of cleaning the Ensign's wounds. |
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TPol123
Jun 18 2003, 12:10 PM
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Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Deck 12
T'Kila stepped off the turbolift and looked
around. No sign of any Romulans. There was one
human biosign on this deck, very faint. She
headed towards it.
"T'Kila to K'Rak" she said, touching
her communicator.
"K'Rak here," came the reply.
"Sir, have you successfully reached Sickbay
yet?"
"Yes. The Doctor is dead. I am treating the
Ensign's wounds."
"Very well. I will keep you posted on my
progress. T'Kila out."
She was saddened to hear that Doctor Nixon had
been killed. He was very nice, and he and
T'Kila were starting to become friends. She came
to the holodeck, where the lifesign was. When
she entered, she found a female Lieutenant lying
on the floor.
Before T'Kila could even reach
her, she stopped breathing and died. As T'Kila
approached the body, she saw that the woman had
gashes all over her body. Trying not to make a
face, she quickly exited the room.
She had to quickly duck behind a bulkhead when
she got back into the corridor, because a
Romulan walked by.
As soon as they were passed,
she hurried to the turbolift to go up to Deck
13.
She found nobody, dead or alive, on Decks 13 or
14. She reported this to K'Rak.
"Meet me in Sickbay," he commanded.
She agreed, and down to Sickbay she went. |
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Hawku
Jun 18 2003, 01:38 PM
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Lieutenant Rune Sith - Outside Sickbay
Sith carried Halliwell down a corridor towards
Sickbay. He stopped in his tracks as he faced
two Romulans, holding disrupters. The floors of
this deck were horribly littered with dead
officers and Romulans. "Oh, crap."
Both Romulans fired their disrupters, missing
Sith as he kneeled quickly to the floor. Zeta
leapt off Sith's shoulder as Sith was
letting Halliwell down. The robotic Spider
spread its legs through the air and clung onto
one of the Romulans' faces, taking that Romulan
to the floor. "Ugh!!"
The second Romulan fired again, but Sith dove over Halliwell and rolled closer. He stood up in
the Romulan's face and with speed,
force-palmed the Romulan in the chest. The
Romulan was shoved back, letting go of his
disrupter, but kept his footing. "You
pathetic human!"
He stepped up to Sith, cornering Sith against
the wall, but Sith quickly swung open a nearby
upper optic plasma hatch and the hatch door hit
the Romulan in the face. The Romulan punched
Sith in the stomach. Sith opened a far hatch and
that door swung open and hit the Romulan in his
arm. Sith then double-jabbed the Romulan in the
chest, then the face, and kicked the Romulan
back.
The other Romulan got up, throwing Zeta off him
as his friend fell into a collision. Both
Romulans hit the floor clumsily. Zeta crawled up
Sith's arm to watch the Romulan's reaction.
"Get off me!" one of them yelled at the other.
Sith kneeled and rolled over, grabbing the
fallen disrupter and shot twice at each Romulan,
knocking them out. Sith then got up slowly to
bring Halliwell into Sickbay. |
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TPol123
Jun 18 2003, 01:46 PM
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Lieutenant JG T'Kila - Sickbay
T'Kila and K'Rak turned around as the Sickbay
doors opened. They instinctively drew their phasers and aimed. T'Kila relaxed when she saw
that it was not Romulans.
A man wearing a Starfleet uniform carrying a woman stepped forward. "Lieutenant Rune Sith, Starbase 001,"
he said.
"Lieutenant T'Kila of the U.S.S. Domtar. May
I
presume that members from Starbase 001 are here
to find us?"
"Yes, that is correct. We need to find
everyone who is alive on the ship and get off
here right away."
"We are the only survivors" she
replied, motioning to herself, K'Rak, the
wounded Ensign, and two other people. "We
have checked the entire ship."
"We should beam out immediately," K'Rak
stated.
Sith contacted to Pollux, and all of them
gathered around to prepare to beam out. |
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Hawku
Jun 18 2003, 02:06 PM
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Lieutenant Rune Sith - Sickbay
"We've drifted out of transporter range. The
Pollux's engines aren't online yet," Captain
Major replied over the comm before he cut it
out.
"Crap," Sith replied. He placed
Halliwell on a biobed. K'Rak walked over and
Sith nodded to him. "Commander. I spoke to
you last week."
"Yes," K'Rak replied. "We must
get Commander Halliwell conscious." He went
over to get a hypospray.
"I just remembered, Ensign Carley is still
onboard. We found a way to get what's left of a
few systems online," Sith reported.
"What if we get the engine's online? We can
move ourselves into transporter range of the
Pollux," T'Kila suggested.
Halliwell sat up. "...Agreed."
"We'd have to get to Engineering
then," Sith explained.
"Let's proceed with it, and get out of this
bloody nightmare," Halliwell suggested, her
head being somewhat clearer.
K'Rak and Sith helped her to her feet.
"Are you alright, Commander?" Sith
asked, concerned, as everyone headed for the
doors.
"I don't know," she searched her
memory and feelings for what happened earlier.
"Thanks, but go on. I'm right behind
you."
Sith nodded, "Alright. Take it easy,
Commander. Come on, Zeta." He turned and
headed for the doors as well.
*Click-- click.* |
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TPol123
Jun 18 2003, 02:14 PM
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Lt. JG T'Kila - Corridor
T'Kila, K'Rak, Sith, and the three Ensigns
strode quickly down the corridor. Due to her
excellent Vulcan hearing, T'Kila was able to
discern that Commander Halliwell was not behind
them. She turned around, and when the others saw
this, they stopped.
"Commander Halliwell must still be in
Sickbay. I will go to assist her," T'Kila
said.
"Be careful," Sith cautioned.
T'Kila hurriedly walked back to Sickbay. Suddenly
she heard someone walking beside her. She turned
around and punched them before she even saw who
it was. Fortunately for her, it was a Romulan.
He stood up and charged at her.
"I will not let you get away with this
information!" he cried. He tackled her.
She managed to roll over to where she was on top
of him, but as soon as she stood up, he shot
her. Oops. |
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Spork
Jun 18 2003, 02:26 PM
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Lieutenant Commander Tanik - U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge
Tanik walked out of the turbolift to the Bridge.
"Engines are fully operational, Captain."
Major turned. "Good work, Commander--"
The comm officer interrupted him. "Sir, we
are getting a message from the away
team. They wish to beam up immediately."
Major looked relieved and hit a comm panel. "Transporter Chief, lock onto the away
team and beam them up now."
"Aye, sir," the chief responded.
As soon as that was said, the Romulan warbird
decloaked.
"Oh, crap." Major hit the comm panel
again. "Do you have them?!"
"Yes, sir. However, it was rather
difficult. It was as if someone was trying to
snatch them away at the last moment."
"Understood," Major terminated the
channel quickly. "Red alert!"
The klaxons sounded.
Major walked over to Tanik. "They were right
on top of us. Why didn't we detect them?"
"I don't know, sir. It appears that they
have adapted their cloak to be undetectable
with a tachyon scan," Tanik replied.
"Mind you, that if they went through the
trouble of upgrading their cloak, we probably
will not be able to detect impulse maneuvers. We'll have to come up with another
plan."
"Shit. Well, they are very visible right
now," Major looked at the viewer, thoughtfully. "What are they waiting
for?"
The warbird was just sitting there.
Tanik answered, "They could be thinking
over their next move. This may be our
chance." |
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Kelly
Jun 18 2003, 02:51 PM
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Commander Samantha Halliwell ~ U.S.S. Pollux
Halliwell sat up and looked round her, she
looked next to her and saw a Vulcan, she
recognized her as Lt. JG T'Kila, she crawled over
to her and checked her pulse. It was steady. She
looked round again and everyone else had
disappeared, presumingly to their stations.
She
looked at the chief. "Get her to
sickbay," she ordered, getting up slowly and
looking concerned. "It shouldn't take her
too long to wake up." He nodded and tapped
his comm badge.
Halliwell stood up and leaned onto the wall, she
felt like she had a hangover, strange she
wondered what had happened to her as she walked
over towards the nearest turbolift. She got in
and looked round. That light's bright. "Bridge."
Major turned round as Halliwell walked in. "Nice of you to finally join us, Commander," he replied turning back to
Tanik. She quickly walked next to him and stood
there. He looked to her, more like glared. He
was going to have to have a little word with her
later.
Sith looked over to her from her
position. "T'Kila's injured,"
Halliwell finally said looking round. "No
damage done, though." she grabbed her head
and shook it.
"I feel terrible."
Major looked briefly at her. "That's cause
you were shot."
"Wha..." she replied. |
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markspot
Jun 18 2003, 05:27 PM
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Lieutenant Commander K'Rak - U.S.S. Pollux, Bridge
During the transport, K'Rak had felt an odd
tugging sensation, like he was being pulled in
two directions at once.
That was... odd, he thought to himself, and made a note to find
out what had happened.
He carried with him his
now usable phaser, and the bat'leth from his
quarters. He was most happy that he had had the
opportunity to use this revered Klingon weapon,
especially against an enemy so vile as the
Romulans. On this day, his honor had been
preserved.
The Captain of the Pollux approached him.
"Captain David Major," he said, hand
extended. K'Rak reached out to shake his hand.
"I am Lieutenant Commander K'Rak, it is an
honor to meet you sir."
"Commander, give me a status report,"
said Major.
"Sir. Our internal scanners indicated that
the Domtar was boarded by eight Romulans. Five of them
are confirmed dead, and one has been brought
here as a captive, after being disabled by
Lieutenant T'Kila. The other two are believed to
still be on the Domtar. Only five of us survived
and were able to escape. The ship's Chief
Medical Officer is dead, and the Captain has
disappeared. I believe he has been captured by
the Romulans."
"What would the Romulans want with
him?" mused Major.
"Sir, the most likely assumption is that he
will be used as a hostage. However, there are... rumors... that the Romulans have been
capturing humans to use in scientific
experiments. Guinea Pigs, if you will. I believe
this may be the reason why our ship was left
intact structurally when they boarded. It may be
that they wanted the crew for these experiments.
"
"Dear God," said Major. "What
kind of sickos would do that kind of
thing?"
K'Rak's face was grim. "Romulans, sir. Romulans." |
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TPol123
Jun 18 2003, 05:50 PM
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Lt. JG T'Kila - U.S.S. Pollux, Sickbay
T'Kila slowly opened her eyes. It was dark in
there, wherever she was.
"Nice to see you awake, Lieutenant,"
an unfamiliar voice said.
T'Kila spoke, but her head throbbed when she
did. "I told you..." she
whispered... "I told you I wont do it."
"Erm, Lieutenant, you are on the Pollux. I
am Medic Antley."
"Oh," she muttered. She tried to sit
up, and after a moment was successful. "I...
cannot see very well."
"Yes, that is one of the effects of the
weapon that was used on you. You should regain
full sight in a few minutes."
"Ok."
"Would you like something to help your
pain?" he asked her.
"Yes, please, that would be very
nice."
He gave her a hypospray and after a moment her
head didn't hurt anymore. A few minutes later,
she could see just fine.
"I need to get to the bridge," she
said.
"Ok, that's fine. But if you feel any pain
or experience any odd symptoms, let me know
immediately."
"Of course." She nodded at him and
left Sickbay, headed to the Bridge. |
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Hawku
Jun 18 2003, 07:00 PM
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Lieutenant Rune Sith - Bridge
Sith walked by just as K'Rak stopped him.
"Lieutenant." Sith stopped. "When
we get back to Starbase 001, we will go over
station security protocols."
Sith nodded and smiled. "Just wait 'till
you see how big that station is."
He left K'Rak and went over to the helm which
was abandoned. Sith scanned space for a second
and picked up some strange readings.
"Captain, the Romulan ship is positioning
themselves closer to us..."
Out in space, the Chaltok-class warbird moved
to an angle above the Pollux and powered its quantum disrupters. |