USS Majesty - BOVINIUS IV ANYONE?
Nov 16, 2005 6:36:37 GMT
Post by Karynn McCormick on Nov 16, 2005 6:36:37 GMT
Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Kaylana Cornette on Apr 22, 2004, 2:48am
Kay shifted nervously in front of Kruse’s door. The eternity it took between the chime and Kruse’s acknowledgement always gave her the jitters. She never understood how after so long a time serving with him, she still felt shy and apprehensive around the Commodore.
By the time Kruse answered, Kay was under control and entered with feigned confidence.
“You wanted to see me, sir?” Striking a stance somewhere between attention and coolness, she avoided the temptation to survey the Captain’s quarters. She’d been here rarely and fought to suppress her feline-like curiosity.
“Seems I’ve got mounds of reports to scale,” he said with disgust. He loathed paperwork and Kay had come to realize he viewed it as punishment from the Admiralty. “I need you to preview these reports and get us to Bovinius IV. Seems we have an interesting dilemma to solve there.” He twirled in his over-sized chair and tapped away at a PADD. While his back was to her, Kay seized the moment to gander at the surroundings. She puzzled for a moment over the fine, white powdery substance that covered everything. Fingerprints and smears appeared on the desk and consoles but all other objects were smothered in a ghostly mist. She smiled faintly as the picture of “Death” in front of Kruse’s door came to mind. He’d managed to cover every object in – Kay paused to wipe a bit of it from the desk, smelling it and touching it to her tongue – baby powder! How the internal vacuuming systems were going to clear this was a mystery to her.
Kruse faced her in his chair and handed the PADD to her.
“Everything I have on the matter is in there. Inform me when we arrive.” Kruse’s brow crinkled in abhorrence as he returned to his reports.
“Yes, Captain,” Kaylana said, her lips still smirking. She turned to go and took one more look at his lair. Lying on his bed was an item that obviously didn’t belong to him. Kay struggled not to stare and departed with composure.
Arriving back on the bridge, Kay gave the coordinates to Commander Aarons for Bovinus IV.
“Mr. Aarons, plot a course of Bovinius IV and then head down to 10 Forward at Warp speed. I believe we have time to celebrate your promotion to Commander, don’t we crew?”
A hearty yelp went up. The senior bridge officers then simultaneously called their shift replacements and inwardly thanked Aarons for getting them out of duty early.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Michael Aarons on Apr 22, 2004, 10:42am
Kay: “Mr. Aarons, plot a course of Bovinius IV and then head down to 10 Forward at Warp speed. I believe we have time to celebrate your promotion to Commander, don’t we crew?”
So that's exactly what he did, he set it at Warp 5 to give an adequate amount of time to actually address his greatness. Everyone looked rather eager -probably glad to get off duty. The crewmen inwhich he rode down in each occasionally smiled lightly at him as if there were something waiting -no way Cmdr. Cornette could've up and planned something like this...least not without him knowing.
The turbolift arrived and they departed from it with Kay leading the way. The doors opened yielding gathered persons already there -man could Kay throw a party! They directed right to an orphaned chair at the heart of the gathered many and sat him down there.
Kay: "Michael Aarons, on stardate 900401 this ship was subjugated to a swarm of anomalous conducts. What have you to comment on this?" with all the resolve of a J.A.G. magistrate.
"Oh darn!" now mourning the fact of not putting it on a higher Warp factor. He surveyed the faces of many gathered and peeved crewmen (and 'crewomen' ) -all bearing their gazes down on him- nervously.
Aarons: "Uh, I..." restrained back down by the crewman "gaurding" him as he tried to rise from his chair -man Vulcans were strong.
Aarons: "Wha-what possibly could I-I've done?" trying to remain as not guilty as could be mustered.
Random Crewman #1: "I was condemned to my toilet for more than a day because of laxatives snuck into the replicators!" with a 'here-here!' from a few with likewise stories.
Aarons: ">stifled laugh!< You sure you >hehe!< didn't just disagree with >snigger< what you ate?"
Random Crewman #2: "I was stuck netted in my doorway by Seran-wrap!"
Aarons: "Um...you..still have some stuck to your head." pointing to a shrapnel on his forehead. He agitatedly yanked it off scowling .
Bucky: "The entire engineering went up in ball of 'P.U.' that was unbearable."
Aarons: "Whoever smelt-it dealt-it(?)..."
Kay: "There were many other such instances reported as a matter of fact..."
Greenwood: "I suffered the biggest wedgy in ages cause of your tampering !"
Aarons: "Um...you really think it was wise to say that part out loud " -not just because that was purely incidental- Greenwood shrank back redfaced and silent.
Kay: "'...You were the only one who came out smelling like a rose ( ) I believe."
Aarons: "No way, I suffered too-" they waited attentively "-My shower totally sprayed me with chili before I reported in that day...."
That Previously mentioned Vulcan: "Then how could you have cleaned yourself up afterward?"
Aarons: "Damn you don't miss anything do you?"
Vulcan: "I most assuredly don't miss the pain brought on by that laughing gas."
Aarons: "Oh, sorry you were there. >to Kay< There's an old Ferengi custom called plea bargain. I'll give you [lt.] commander Ramsden for a stay-of-execution(?)."
Kay: "There's a Rule of Aquisition that states: 'Never offer a person her lt.cmdr., offer her something she cares about instead.'"
Aarons: "I thought it was: 'Never insult a Ferengi's mother, insult something he cares about instead (like Latinum) '"
Kay: "Ramsden's not my mother."
Aarons: "And you're not a Ferengi."
Death: "...but you look like one too "
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Dolcett on Apr 22, 2004, 10:54pm
Lt. Commander Ramsden stared up at the viewscreen from the bridge's command chair, watching the whirling lights of stars streaking past impossibly fast. The gentle thrumming of the warp engines through the deck soothed him, much as on Earth as a boy he had only been able to relax in long car journeys.
He told himself that the reason he hadn't gone down with the others to ten forward was because protocol demanded at least one senior officer on the bridge, but he knew better. Ramsden never had been a people person, and suffered from panic attacks when confronted with large groups of other sentient beings. This trait had been inherited by the holograph, as the replication technique had been too thorough in cloning the original Ramsden. Many people didn't know that his egotistical over-bearing over-confidence and jocularity were forced.
There was also something else niggling at the back of his mind too, and it was a suggestion that he disliked more than any other excuse for being absent from the celebrations. Bitterly he realised that he was jealous of Michael Aarons. Ramsden reflected back, and images of everyone he had served with in Starfleet flashed through his mind's eye. Everyone on the Majesty senior staff had overtaken him in rank and responsibility, Nik Greenwood and Mike were junior officers when they came aboard, and Bucky had even been a cadet under Ramsden during his short time as a Hepta instructor.
Beyond the rim of the star-light my love is wandering in star-flight. I know her journey ends never, this star trek will go on forever.
His family were all gone now, and he had lost his wife even on their wedding night. His father had committed suicide when Ramsden was just a boy, and when Ramsden himself was frozen aboard the Enterprise he had lost his chance to become close to his mother and sister with whom he never really been close. The chances of re-marrying and starting his own family were now close to nil too, due to both his personality and the fact that he was dead. A phantom, composed purely of light and algorithms.
He also had very limited contact with friends of old. The crew of the original Enterprise and the 1701-A were either dead, or too old to get around much. A pang flashed through his heart as he remembered working with Montgomery Scott and Pavel Chekov. He had been good friends with both of them, and Jim Kirk too. The Vulcan S'rel he had met again, but she had tried to kill him. Ramsden had fought alongside them against Kahn, was captured by Starfleet internal security whilst the friends were plotting to rescue Spock from Genesis. But that had been over a century ago. Now only Scotty and Spock remained, and contact was sporadic at best. Spock was still an ambassador, Scott was chief of the Starfleet Corps of Engineers.
Ramsden had always been alone as a child, with few friends and none that he considered close. When Theresa was murdered he had lost his best friend and lover, and was again alone until he was assigned to the Enterprise. She had only been eighteen, and so beautiful. When his body was frozen in the Enterprise A transporters his mind had been unaffected, and he had been left alone for nigh on ninety years. The agonising frustration of being trapped inside his own body had threatened to destroy him, and now, once again despite rejoining the fleet he was alone.
Samuel Ramsden was a condemned man, doomed to wander space alone. The old lingered despite withering, whilst the young shone past with wings of light. Afterall, holographs don't die, and neither do memories.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Michael Aarons on Apr 23, 2004, 7:22pm
Before any real prosecution and judgement -most importantly of all conviction- could be debated, a call from the bridge interrupted the lynch-mob kangaroo court.
=^="Bridge to Cmdr. Kay: Commander Ramsden's beginning to look like comtemplating playing with his collection up here."=^=
Kay: ">self<Oh great, a suicidal photon and a forcefield with issues. I'll be up shortly."
Nik: "-And an algorithm outta synch! "
=^="Also, we're nearing the coordinates."=^=
Kay: "Understood." they all returned their gaze to the 'victim of circumstance' but, HE-WAS-NOT-THERE!
Some say that on that day the nacelle of a shuttlecraft discharged and went blasting through the hallways of the ship -but they were wrong. Commander Aarons broke Starfleet record time getting to the bridge far before all the others could do anything about it.
Ramsden: "Holy crap, where'd you come from!?" >recieves glare< "...sir."
Aarons: "I could stand here explaining childbirth to you or I could take my station. "
Ramsden: "Yes sir..."
Aarons: "I assume you want us put in orbit?" wiping sweat from his brow and w/o a cool down at all.
Ramsden: "Well that does seem to be the most reasonable thing..."
Aarons: "As strange as it may seem, you're the one with command status."
Ramsden: "Yeah! Yeah! " >confidently< "Bring her into orbit... sir."
There was the planet. Majesty soared toward it, no longer in Warp but 1/3 impulse. As the planet was adorned by an astral refractive phenomena, the streamlined beauty -bathed in a romantically chilling glow from the heavenly bodies of the galaxy- approached Bovinius IV and witnessed, opposite them & across the planet, a facetted array of reflections of themselves. It was rather awing in its might and the name 'Majesty' seemed all the more deserved by the indommitable star-cruiser.
The Majesty pulled right and brought its nose up and fell into a running orbit (think really high airplane, really) about Bovinius. Impressed with his, as usual, brilliant work >head expands 3%< the commander sat back in his chair proud of himself. The sound of the turbolift doors 'whoosh'-ed and his head sprung a leak, and he then felt like Caeser on the 14th (the day before the Ides).
Kay: "Okay so we're here. Good job Samuel. Hail the planet."
All: "Hail Planet!"
Kay: "Now signal the colony, no pinafore this time." they did so. Returning the call, on screen, was the guy no doubt in charge and obviously currently having a meal.
Orbin: "Hi! >munch munch< What's up!?"
Kay: "I'm Commander Cornette of the Majesty. Your colony has gone neglected for a little too long so we've come to check up on you."
Orbin: "Hey why don't y'all come on down to dinner? Come on...!"
Kay: "Fine. Nik, you too Samuel, and Aarons."
Aarons: "Do I have to? "
Kay: "No, but you want to, you really want to. " so they all accompanied her to 'dinner.'
Nik: "So where's Commodore Kruse this time around?"
Kay: "Cleaning up his room."
Aarons: "And his bottom?"
Kay: "When/if he realizes it. " They beamed down to the surface. On rematerializing, Greenwood arrived VERY vented -his clothes materialized a second later on the ground.
Aarons: >indicating< "Now that I'll admit to; personal revenge if you will."
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by TEG24601 on Apr 25, 2004, 9:34pm
Teg was left running the bridge while Kay, Ramsden, Greenwood, and Aarons were "gone to dinner."
Teg actually liked sitting in "the big chair" but this time, it felt uncomfortable. He began pacing, waiting for a confirmation message from Kay. He ended walking by his own station, and noticed the comm light flashing. Teg reached around the young lt. working the controls to tap the comm light activating the system.
"This is the Majesty." Called Teg, startling the lt. at Tactical.
"This is Commander Cornette, we have arrived. Relativly uneventfully."
"Good to here, will be awaiting 20:00hr. update, Majesty Out."
The communication system ended broadcast and Teg experienced one his odd shivvers. Something bad was around, and it wasn't death.
"I have a bad Feeling about this" muddered Teg as he walked back to the Captain's Chair.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Nik Greenwood on Apr 26, 2004, 1:29am
Nik had to admit he had got aarons all wrong. He had looked over Michaels personell record before he joined the ship and was impressed by what he read, he had a habit of trying to make freinds with all on the majest but ofcourse this was logistically impossible but Aarons was a bridge officer and being a bridge office ment that you formed a special relationship with those you had daily contact with.
The recent spate of practical jokes was getting annoying, and they had found out the culprit but yet things didnt improved as per the incident upon beaming down to the planet.
*On the Planet *
Nik materialised into another one of Mikes pranks, normally he would have felt embarassed but strangely the natives to the planet were also naked and suddenly made a bee-line towards him.
"Commander get those clothes on" Kay almost snapped.
"Sir, are you noticing how your being avoided? Im gonna make a guess here and say that well you could be offending them by wearing clothes, and well you know the saying 'When in Rome....."
"... Where clothes otherwise you'll get burnt" Commander Cornette interjected, stopping Nik in his tracks.
"Im sorry ladies, but well Im must put my clothes back on, but maybe we can work on convincing the commander to lighten up a little."
"I heard that" Piped Kay as she began to walk towards a group of official looking people leaving Nik to get dressed, deep down Nik was sure Kay fancied him but he was still a baby and well Kay was sure old enough to be his mother.....
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Michael Aarons on Apr 26, 2004, 9:05pm
Commander Aarons: "Is it just me or did Nik have a spot that looks like a Klingon on his butt?"
Kay: "I believe it was a bruise which I have because of my chair on board the ship. "
Sam: "Weren't they wearing clothes 'while ago on the viewscreen?"
Before she or they could answer...
Orbin: "Oh we wear the clothes on and off, here and there, sorta' free-based around these parts. But overall we're kind of in the middle of a special occaision: that of housing (*slaughter-housing) the Vach'U ['Va-shoe'] -them big rumped, purple things >indicating< over there. It's a real doozy of a job so we saves on our workclothes gettin' soiled and what-not."
Aarons: "If they're your workclothes, aren't they supposed to?"
Orbin: "Whoa! Deep! "
Nik began having problems with his clothing when a young gal about his age started flirting with him with part of his uniform.
Orbin: "So why don't you nice folk come along this way, we promised ya' dinner so let's get to setting up dinner."
Kay: >aside< "Samuel, I'd like you to get me a study of those Vach'U okay?"
Samuel: "But wouldn't that be Nik's expertise...? "
Kay: "I need him to analyze other things more important than this and more thoroughly." Kaylana then departed after their host leaving him in the middle of a herded gaggle of Vach'U grazing in their field.
Ramsden: "Kay!!... I don't think I can..do this..! Kay! I can't work like this! Help! Please! " Samuel was not his best color right then, but, working his tricorder, he was giving the first officer what she wanted -but she wasn't get a smile . Vach'U were rustling around in their little spots but became increasingly aware of the stranger and closed on him like he had food.
Vach'U #1: "grrrrrrrrrrrruun--'Samuel'--grrrrrrrrrrrruuunn"
Ramsden lost all sense and hit the ground as he heard that out of nowhere.
Vach'U #2: "grrrrrrrrrrrruun--'Ramsden'--grrrrrrrrrruuunn"
He looked around behind him where he thought he detected the sound. These whispers were definately oral but hit you right in the auditory senses or as if almost telepathic. Samuel was in a panic by this time when he shut his tricorder and began to get out of there.
The others were about a kind of 'town square' observing the colony hero -McDo Grimal- immortalized in pose by statue as a very flabby food-loving farmer.
*******Conjectural time before meal*******
They sat down at the table (later that day) a whole soiree gathered. Orbin put in that dinner was a bit of a social group thing not so much private as most other times. The young lass from earlier (Greenwood can name her) was accompaning Nik at his right, Samuel his left, then Kay who had victimized navigator at her left. The serving were dished out and when they got theirs, a little singing of tricorders sounded toward the plates. Ramsden declined on his, which was identified as the local Vach'U, as he was grateful for his lack of a need for food.
Samuel: "Kay I think there's something urgent about the local livestock." flashing his findings from before to her. Kaylana had already, as a show of good faith, began "digging in." She did a lovely impersonation of grass at the comprehension of Ramsden's surmising (she got sick). Aarons distracted the attention of the hosts et al by engaging in discussion of replicator technology, which teetered them all on the edge of their seats, while he donated his helping covertly to the nearest plates.
OFF: There, I've everyone with something to go on: Nik a love-interest, Kay feeling disturbed, and Ramsden with issues. And please try to give me some kind of positive contribution to the story.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Kaylana Cornette on May 5, 2004, 8:19pm
The flash of information Samuel had flitted under her nose, indicated that the Vach'U had remnants of humanoid DNA. The realization that she could be eating a - person - was more than her weak stomach could stand. Desperately, diplomatically, repressing her 'disturbed' feeling, Kaylana righted herself and did a (what she though was) marvelous acting job of chewing and swallowing her dinner. She smiled placidly at Orbin until he turned aside, enraptured in Aaron's dissertation on replicators. She quickly descended like a vulture on Ramsden for more information.
"So what does this mean? Are we about to digest this planet's 'missing link'?" Kay whispered.
Cornette and Ramsden exchanged hurried whispers for only moments before Orbin interrupted with a noise that could only be described as a bellow.
Looking embarrassed, Orbin uttered "Excuse me!" to the now silenced dinner crowd. A titter of laughter began, increasing little by little until the whole table was laughing at Orbin's ill table manners.
All were laughing except Ramsden. A look of consternation came over Samuel's face as he heard Orbin's bellow. He'd heard it before - very recently, in fact - it was the exact sound the Vach'U had made as they'd surrounded him in the field.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Dolcett on May 24, 2004, 6:12pm
Ramsden hurriedly stood up and excused himself from the table, tried for a moment to think of a suitable excuse for a holograph to leave but failed and just retreated as swiftly as decorum allowed. Nobody seemed to think too much of it; many were still laughing at Orbin's outburst.
Kaylana however, did continue to look after the departing officer. Something about Ramsden had been beginning to bother her. She decided to take the chance to excuse herself from the meal, still concerned at what exactly comprised the menu.
She found him ten minutes walking distance from the town, slumped up against a tree, holding a tricorder. It was clear to her that he wasn't really looking at the tiny data screen though, Ramsden's eyes were rheumy and pointing up at the clear night sky, watching the stars.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Kaylana Cornette on Jun 12, 2004, 6:26pm
Without saying a word, Kay seated herself by the young hologram (discounting the real Samuel Ramsden's age as surpassing her own, he was in appearance younger than she) and also began staring at the stars. They passed several silent minutes that way until she finally spoke. Not many words were needed for the two understood what the other was thinking.
"Wonder who we almost ate, don't you?" she asked flatly.
"Dunno. And don't want to know."
"Parasite?"
"Could be... but with metamorphosis properties thrown in."
"Wonder who they were," Kay asked and nodded toward the grazing Vach'U. A streak of sunlight illuminated the pastoral scene. Off to the left, a large Vach'U was lumbering toward the others and the sudden break of light made his coat of purple shine iridescently. Kay noticed something unusual as the lone Vach'U joined the herd - a light-colored object was attached to one of his hooves. She studied it silently for a long while trying to figure out what it was.
"It looks like... a shoe, doesn't it?" Ramsden asked. Kay hadn't noticed that he too was peering at the strange accroutrement dangling from the hind leg.
"Stranger still... it looks to be the one that Orbin was wearing at dinner," she added.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Dolcett on Jun 13, 2004, 10:00am
"He was only wearing one?"
Kay turned to look at Samuel, her face a mixture of revulsion and amusement, something very few people who didn't know Ramsden in person were capable of.
"I know. Bad joke. But it satisfies my quota."
Samuel's own expression was still grim. His eyes glinted in the light cast upon his face by the rising morning sun. He stood up too quickly, wobbled a moment as he almost blued out from lack of food, then extended a hand to help Kay up from her sitting position. A sharp thrill buzzed through his body at the contact, but he shook it off and turned to march back into the village, Kay trailing closely behind. Now wasn't the time for that.
The two officers went up to the rest of the away party, who didn't seem to have noticed the fact that they had even been away. Nik was still messing around with the young local woman; Aarons looked like he'd gorged himself on the meat and was struggling to cope with sudden wind. Kay waved her hands in a 'shooing' motion to the girl, while Samuel interjected himself between her and Nik, more to block his drooling gaze of the young woman's naked flesh and start him thinking straight again. The young woman bellowed at Kay, then hesitantly walked away in a huff. Startled at the noise, Kay shot around to look at Samuel, who shook his head and indicated Nik, who was clearly infatuated. Kay tried to get Nik and Aaron's attention;
"Gentlemen. We have work to do, so get yourselves together. While you've been..." A grimace, "stuffing your faces, Samuel and I have found something interesting out."
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by billkruse on Jun 13, 2004, 10:23am
Her aims were suddenly interrupted by the beeping of her badge. A familiar voice filled the air.
"Kay?"
it asked.
She was surprised, then very pleased to hear the familiar tones, and sounding a lot heartier than for a long time.
"Kruse to Away Team" he said more formally,"you there, Kay?"
She tapped her badge, smiling.
"I am indeed, Comm- Captain, what can I do for you?"
There was a pause, punctuated by the sound of chewing. An occasional slurp was thrown in for good measure.
"Have (slurp) you tried the (chew) native fayre yet?"
When he says "native", wondered Kay, is that exactly what he means?
"I passed on it, Sir". she responded.
"Probably just as well", said Kruse, chewing thoughtfully, "Not to everyone's taste, eh? He nodded to Death, who looked up from his book briefly and smiled. Probably. "By the way, "Kruse said conversationally, "Where's the rest of the team?"
Kay opened her mouth to explain the whereabouts of the rest of the Away Team when she heard the gravelly whispering tones of Death over the still open intercom.
"Death (the other one) went with the Angel to Samarra again, Famine felt he had no place here, Pestilence caught a nasty cold and is in Sickbay, while Plague is occupied by an outbreak of boils on Uranus".
There was, from both parties, total silence for a time. Then
"Made you look..." said Death, pleasantly.
BB
Post by Kaylana Cornette on Apr 22, 2004, 2:48am
Kay shifted nervously in front of Kruse’s door. The eternity it took between the chime and Kruse’s acknowledgement always gave her the jitters. She never understood how after so long a time serving with him, she still felt shy and apprehensive around the Commodore.
By the time Kruse answered, Kay was under control and entered with feigned confidence.
“You wanted to see me, sir?” Striking a stance somewhere between attention and coolness, she avoided the temptation to survey the Captain’s quarters. She’d been here rarely and fought to suppress her feline-like curiosity.
“Seems I’ve got mounds of reports to scale,” he said with disgust. He loathed paperwork and Kay had come to realize he viewed it as punishment from the Admiralty. “I need you to preview these reports and get us to Bovinius IV. Seems we have an interesting dilemma to solve there.” He twirled in his over-sized chair and tapped away at a PADD. While his back was to her, Kay seized the moment to gander at the surroundings. She puzzled for a moment over the fine, white powdery substance that covered everything. Fingerprints and smears appeared on the desk and consoles but all other objects were smothered in a ghostly mist. She smiled faintly as the picture of “Death” in front of Kruse’s door came to mind. He’d managed to cover every object in – Kay paused to wipe a bit of it from the desk, smelling it and touching it to her tongue – baby powder! How the internal vacuuming systems were going to clear this was a mystery to her.
Kruse faced her in his chair and handed the PADD to her.
“Everything I have on the matter is in there. Inform me when we arrive.” Kruse’s brow crinkled in abhorrence as he returned to his reports.
“Yes, Captain,” Kaylana said, her lips still smirking. She turned to go and took one more look at his lair. Lying on his bed was an item that obviously didn’t belong to him. Kay struggled not to stare and departed with composure.
Arriving back on the bridge, Kay gave the coordinates to Commander Aarons for Bovinus IV.
“Mr. Aarons, plot a course of Bovinius IV and then head down to 10 Forward at Warp speed. I believe we have time to celebrate your promotion to Commander, don’t we crew?”
A hearty yelp went up. The senior bridge officers then simultaneously called their shift replacements and inwardly thanked Aarons for getting them out of duty early.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Michael Aarons on Apr 22, 2004, 10:42am
Kay: “Mr. Aarons, plot a course of Bovinius IV and then head down to 10 Forward at Warp speed. I believe we have time to celebrate your promotion to Commander, don’t we crew?”
So that's exactly what he did, he set it at Warp 5 to give an adequate amount of time to actually address his greatness. Everyone looked rather eager -probably glad to get off duty. The crewmen inwhich he rode down in each occasionally smiled lightly at him as if there were something waiting -no way Cmdr. Cornette could've up and planned something like this...least not without him knowing.
The turbolift arrived and they departed from it with Kay leading the way. The doors opened yielding gathered persons already there -man could Kay throw a party! They directed right to an orphaned chair at the heart of the gathered many and sat him down there.
Kay: "Michael Aarons, on stardate 900401 this ship was subjugated to a swarm of anomalous conducts. What have you to comment on this?" with all the resolve of a J.A.G. magistrate.
"Oh darn!" now mourning the fact of not putting it on a higher Warp factor. He surveyed the faces of many gathered and peeved crewmen (and 'crewomen' ) -all bearing their gazes down on him- nervously.
Aarons: "Uh, I..." restrained back down by the crewman "gaurding" him as he tried to rise from his chair -man Vulcans were strong.
Aarons: "Wha-what possibly could I-I've done?" trying to remain as not guilty as could be mustered.
Random Crewman #1: "I was condemned to my toilet for more than a day because of laxatives snuck into the replicators!" with a 'here-here!' from a few with likewise stories.
Aarons: ">stifled laugh!< You sure you >hehe!< didn't just disagree with >snigger< what you ate?"
Random Crewman #2: "I was stuck netted in my doorway by Seran-wrap!"
Aarons: "Um...you..still have some stuck to your head." pointing to a shrapnel on his forehead. He agitatedly yanked it off scowling .
Bucky: "The entire engineering went up in ball of 'P.U.' that was unbearable."
Aarons: "Whoever smelt-it dealt-it(?)..."
Kay: "There were many other such instances reported as a matter of fact..."
Greenwood: "I suffered the biggest wedgy in ages cause of your tampering !"
Aarons: "Um...you really think it was wise to say that part out loud " -not just because that was purely incidental- Greenwood shrank back redfaced and silent.
Kay: "'...You were the only one who came out smelling like a rose ( ) I believe."
Aarons: "No way, I suffered too-" they waited attentively "-My shower totally sprayed me with chili before I reported in that day...."
That Previously mentioned Vulcan: "Then how could you have cleaned yourself up afterward?"
Aarons: "Damn you don't miss anything do you?"
Vulcan: "I most assuredly don't miss the pain brought on by that laughing gas."
Aarons: "Oh, sorry you were there. >to Kay< There's an old Ferengi custom called plea bargain. I'll give you [lt.] commander Ramsden for a stay-of-execution(?)."
Kay: "There's a Rule of Aquisition that states: 'Never offer a person her lt.cmdr., offer her something she cares about instead.'"
Aarons: "I thought it was: 'Never insult a Ferengi's mother, insult something he cares about instead (like Latinum) '"
Kay: "Ramsden's not my mother."
Aarons: "And you're not a Ferengi."
Death: "...but you look like one too "
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Dolcett on Apr 22, 2004, 10:54pm
Lt. Commander Ramsden stared up at the viewscreen from the bridge's command chair, watching the whirling lights of stars streaking past impossibly fast. The gentle thrumming of the warp engines through the deck soothed him, much as on Earth as a boy he had only been able to relax in long car journeys.
He told himself that the reason he hadn't gone down with the others to ten forward was because protocol demanded at least one senior officer on the bridge, but he knew better. Ramsden never had been a people person, and suffered from panic attacks when confronted with large groups of other sentient beings. This trait had been inherited by the holograph, as the replication technique had been too thorough in cloning the original Ramsden. Many people didn't know that his egotistical over-bearing over-confidence and jocularity were forced.
There was also something else niggling at the back of his mind too, and it was a suggestion that he disliked more than any other excuse for being absent from the celebrations. Bitterly he realised that he was jealous of Michael Aarons. Ramsden reflected back, and images of everyone he had served with in Starfleet flashed through his mind's eye. Everyone on the Majesty senior staff had overtaken him in rank and responsibility, Nik Greenwood and Mike were junior officers when they came aboard, and Bucky had even been a cadet under Ramsden during his short time as a Hepta instructor.
Beyond the rim of the star-light my love is wandering in star-flight. I know her journey ends never, this star trek will go on forever.
His family were all gone now, and he had lost his wife even on their wedding night. His father had committed suicide when Ramsden was just a boy, and when Ramsden himself was frozen aboard the Enterprise he had lost his chance to become close to his mother and sister with whom he never really been close. The chances of re-marrying and starting his own family were now close to nil too, due to both his personality and the fact that he was dead. A phantom, composed purely of light and algorithms.
He also had very limited contact with friends of old. The crew of the original Enterprise and the 1701-A were either dead, or too old to get around much. A pang flashed through his heart as he remembered working with Montgomery Scott and Pavel Chekov. He had been good friends with both of them, and Jim Kirk too. The Vulcan S'rel he had met again, but she had tried to kill him. Ramsden had fought alongside them against Kahn, was captured by Starfleet internal security whilst the friends were plotting to rescue Spock from Genesis. But that had been over a century ago. Now only Scotty and Spock remained, and contact was sporadic at best. Spock was still an ambassador, Scott was chief of the Starfleet Corps of Engineers.
Ramsden had always been alone as a child, with few friends and none that he considered close. When Theresa was murdered he had lost his best friend and lover, and was again alone until he was assigned to the Enterprise. She had only been eighteen, and so beautiful. When his body was frozen in the Enterprise A transporters his mind had been unaffected, and he had been left alone for nigh on ninety years. The agonising frustration of being trapped inside his own body had threatened to destroy him, and now, once again despite rejoining the fleet he was alone.
Samuel Ramsden was a condemned man, doomed to wander space alone. The old lingered despite withering, whilst the young shone past with wings of light. Afterall, holographs don't die, and neither do memories.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Michael Aarons on Apr 23, 2004, 7:22pm
Before any real prosecution and judgement -most importantly of all conviction- could be debated, a call from the bridge interrupted the lynch-mob kangaroo court.
=^="Bridge to Cmdr. Kay: Commander Ramsden's beginning to look like comtemplating playing with his collection up here."=^=
Kay: ">self<Oh great, a suicidal photon and a forcefield with issues. I'll be up shortly."
Nik: "-And an algorithm outta synch! "
=^="Also, we're nearing the coordinates."=^=
Kay: "Understood." they all returned their gaze to the 'victim of circumstance' but, HE-WAS-NOT-THERE!
Some say that on that day the nacelle of a shuttlecraft discharged and went blasting through the hallways of the ship -but they were wrong. Commander Aarons broke Starfleet record time getting to the bridge far before all the others could do anything about it.
Ramsden: "Holy crap, where'd you come from!?" >recieves glare< "...sir."
Aarons: "I could stand here explaining childbirth to you or I could take my station. "
Ramsden: "Yes sir..."
Aarons: "I assume you want us put in orbit?" wiping sweat from his brow and w/o a cool down at all.
Ramsden: "Well that does seem to be the most reasonable thing..."
Aarons: "As strange as it may seem, you're the one with command status."
Ramsden: "Yeah! Yeah! " >confidently< "Bring her into orbit... sir."
There was the planet. Majesty soared toward it, no longer in Warp but 1/3 impulse. As the planet was adorned by an astral refractive phenomena, the streamlined beauty -bathed in a romantically chilling glow from the heavenly bodies of the galaxy- approached Bovinius IV and witnessed, opposite them & across the planet, a facetted array of reflections of themselves. It was rather awing in its might and the name 'Majesty' seemed all the more deserved by the indommitable star-cruiser.
The Majesty pulled right and brought its nose up and fell into a running orbit (think really high airplane, really) about Bovinius. Impressed with his, as usual, brilliant work >head expands 3%< the commander sat back in his chair proud of himself. The sound of the turbolift doors 'whoosh'-ed and his head sprung a leak, and he then felt like Caeser on the 14th (the day before the Ides).
Kay: "Okay so we're here. Good job Samuel. Hail the planet."
All: "Hail Planet!"
Kay: "Now signal the colony, no pinafore this time." they did so. Returning the call, on screen, was the guy no doubt in charge and obviously currently having a meal.
Orbin: "Hi! >munch munch< What's up!?"
Kay: "I'm Commander Cornette of the Majesty. Your colony has gone neglected for a little too long so we've come to check up on you."
Orbin: "Hey why don't y'all come on down to dinner? Come on...!"
Kay: "Fine. Nik, you too Samuel, and Aarons."
Aarons: "Do I have to? "
Kay: "No, but you want to, you really want to. " so they all accompanied her to 'dinner.'
Nik: "So where's Commodore Kruse this time around?"
Kay: "Cleaning up his room."
Aarons: "And his bottom?"
Kay: "When/if he realizes it. " They beamed down to the surface. On rematerializing, Greenwood arrived VERY vented -his clothes materialized a second later on the ground.
Aarons: >indicating< "Now that I'll admit to; personal revenge if you will."
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by TEG24601 on Apr 25, 2004, 9:34pm
Teg was left running the bridge while Kay, Ramsden, Greenwood, and Aarons were "gone to dinner."
Teg actually liked sitting in "the big chair" but this time, it felt uncomfortable. He began pacing, waiting for a confirmation message from Kay. He ended walking by his own station, and noticed the comm light flashing. Teg reached around the young lt. working the controls to tap the comm light activating the system.
"This is the Majesty." Called Teg, startling the lt. at Tactical.
"This is Commander Cornette, we have arrived. Relativly uneventfully."
"Good to here, will be awaiting 20:00hr. update, Majesty Out."
The communication system ended broadcast and Teg experienced one his odd shivvers. Something bad was around, and it wasn't death.
"I have a bad Feeling about this" muddered Teg as he walked back to the Captain's Chair.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Nik Greenwood on Apr 26, 2004, 1:29am
Nik had to admit he had got aarons all wrong. He had looked over Michaels personell record before he joined the ship and was impressed by what he read, he had a habit of trying to make freinds with all on the majest but ofcourse this was logistically impossible but Aarons was a bridge officer and being a bridge office ment that you formed a special relationship with those you had daily contact with.
The recent spate of practical jokes was getting annoying, and they had found out the culprit but yet things didnt improved as per the incident upon beaming down to the planet.
*On the Planet *
Nik materialised into another one of Mikes pranks, normally he would have felt embarassed but strangely the natives to the planet were also naked and suddenly made a bee-line towards him.
"Commander get those clothes on" Kay almost snapped.
"Sir, are you noticing how your being avoided? Im gonna make a guess here and say that well you could be offending them by wearing clothes, and well you know the saying 'When in Rome....."
"... Where clothes otherwise you'll get burnt" Commander Cornette interjected, stopping Nik in his tracks.
"Im sorry ladies, but well Im must put my clothes back on, but maybe we can work on convincing the commander to lighten up a little."
"I heard that" Piped Kay as she began to walk towards a group of official looking people leaving Nik to get dressed, deep down Nik was sure Kay fancied him but he was still a baby and well Kay was sure old enough to be his mother.....
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Michael Aarons on Apr 26, 2004, 9:05pm
Commander Aarons: "Is it just me or did Nik have a spot that looks like a Klingon on his butt?"
Kay: "I believe it was a bruise which I have because of my chair on board the ship. "
Sam: "Weren't they wearing clothes 'while ago on the viewscreen?"
Before she or they could answer...
Orbin: "Oh we wear the clothes on and off, here and there, sorta' free-based around these parts. But overall we're kind of in the middle of a special occaision: that of housing (*slaughter-housing) the Vach'U ['Va-shoe'] -them big rumped, purple things >indicating< over there. It's a real doozy of a job so we saves on our workclothes gettin' soiled and what-not."
Aarons: "If they're your workclothes, aren't they supposed to?"
Orbin: "Whoa! Deep! "
Nik began having problems with his clothing when a young gal about his age started flirting with him with part of his uniform.
Orbin: "So why don't you nice folk come along this way, we promised ya' dinner so let's get to setting up dinner."
Kay: >aside< "Samuel, I'd like you to get me a study of those Vach'U okay?"
Samuel: "But wouldn't that be Nik's expertise...? "
Kay: "I need him to analyze other things more important than this and more thoroughly." Kaylana then departed after their host leaving him in the middle of a herded gaggle of Vach'U grazing in their field.
Ramsden: "Kay!!... I don't think I can..do this..! Kay! I can't work like this! Help! Please! " Samuel was not his best color right then, but, working his tricorder, he was giving the first officer what she wanted -but she wasn't get a smile . Vach'U were rustling around in their little spots but became increasingly aware of the stranger and closed on him like he had food.
Vach'U #1: "grrrrrrrrrrrruun--'Samuel'--grrrrrrrrrrrruuunn"
Ramsden lost all sense and hit the ground as he heard that out of nowhere.
Vach'U #2: "grrrrrrrrrrrruun--'Ramsden'--grrrrrrrrrruuunn"
He looked around behind him where he thought he detected the sound. These whispers were definately oral but hit you right in the auditory senses or as if almost telepathic. Samuel was in a panic by this time when he shut his tricorder and began to get out of there.
The others were about a kind of 'town square' observing the colony hero -McDo Grimal- immortalized in pose by statue as a very flabby food-loving farmer.
*******Conjectural time before meal*******
They sat down at the table (later that day) a whole soiree gathered. Orbin put in that dinner was a bit of a social group thing not so much private as most other times. The young lass from earlier (Greenwood can name her) was accompaning Nik at his right, Samuel his left, then Kay who had victimized navigator at her left. The serving were dished out and when they got theirs, a little singing of tricorders sounded toward the plates. Ramsden declined on his, which was identified as the local Vach'U, as he was grateful for his lack of a need for food.
Samuel: "Kay I think there's something urgent about the local livestock." flashing his findings from before to her. Kaylana had already, as a show of good faith, began "digging in." She did a lovely impersonation of grass at the comprehension of Ramsden's surmising (she got sick). Aarons distracted the attention of the hosts et al by engaging in discussion of replicator technology, which teetered them all on the edge of their seats, while he donated his helping covertly to the nearest plates.
OFF: There, I've everyone with something to go on: Nik a love-interest, Kay feeling disturbed, and Ramsden with issues. And please try to give me some kind of positive contribution to the story.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Kaylana Cornette on May 5, 2004, 8:19pm
The flash of information Samuel had flitted under her nose, indicated that the Vach'U had remnants of humanoid DNA. The realization that she could be eating a - person - was more than her weak stomach could stand. Desperately, diplomatically, repressing her 'disturbed' feeling, Kaylana righted herself and did a (what she though was) marvelous acting job of chewing and swallowing her dinner. She smiled placidly at Orbin until he turned aside, enraptured in Aaron's dissertation on replicators. She quickly descended like a vulture on Ramsden for more information.
"So what does this mean? Are we about to digest this planet's 'missing link'?" Kay whispered.
Cornette and Ramsden exchanged hurried whispers for only moments before Orbin interrupted with a noise that could only be described as a bellow.
Looking embarrassed, Orbin uttered "Excuse me!" to the now silenced dinner crowd. A titter of laughter began, increasing little by little until the whole table was laughing at Orbin's ill table manners.
All were laughing except Ramsden. A look of consternation came over Samuel's face as he heard Orbin's bellow. He'd heard it before - very recently, in fact - it was the exact sound the Vach'U had made as they'd surrounded him in the field.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Dolcett on May 24, 2004, 6:12pm
Ramsden hurriedly stood up and excused himself from the table, tried for a moment to think of a suitable excuse for a holograph to leave but failed and just retreated as swiftly as decorum allowed. Nobody seemed to think too much of it; many were still laughing at Orbin's outburst.
Kaylana however, did continue to look after the departing officer. Something about Ramsden had been beginning to bother her. She decided to take the chance to excuse herself from the meal, still concerned at what exactly comprised the menu.
She found him ten minutes walking distance from the town, slumped up against a tree, holding a tricorder. It was clear to her that he wasn't really looking at the tiny data screen though, Ramsden's eyes were rheumy and pointing up at the clear night sky, watching the stars.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Kaylana Cornette on Jun 12, 2004, 6:26pm
Without saying a word, Kay seated herself by the young hologram (discounting the real Samuel Ramsden's age as surpassing her own, he was in appearance younger than she) and also began staring at the stars. They passed several silent minutes that way until she finally spoke. Not many words were needed for the two understood what the other was thinking.
"Wonder who we almost ate, don't you?" she asked flatly.
"Dunno. And don't want to know."
"Parasite?"
"Could be... but with metamorphosis properties thrown in."
"Wonder who they were," Kay asked and nodded toward the grazing Vach'U. A streak of sunlight illuminated the pastoral scene. Off to the left, a large Vach'U was lumbering toward the others and the sudden break of light made his coat of purple shine iridescently. Kay noticed something unusual as the lone Vach'U joined the herd - a light-colored object was attached to one of his hooves. She studied it silently for a long while trying to figure out what it was.
"It looks like... a shoe, doesn't it?" Ramsden asked. Kay hadn't noticed that he too was peering at the strange accroutrement dangling from the hind leg.
"Stranger still... it looks to be the one that Orbin was wearing at dinner," she added.
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by Dolcett on Jun 13, 2004, 10:00am
"He was only wearing one?"
Kay turned to look at Samuel, her face a mixture of revulsion and amusement, something very few people who didn't know Ramsden in person were capable of.
"I know. Bad joke. But it satisfies my quota."
Samuel's own expression was still grim. His eyes glinted in the light cast upon his face by the rising morning sun. He stood up too quickly, wobbled a moment as he almost blued out from lack of food, then extended a hand to help Kay up from her sitting position. A sharp thrill buzzed through his body at the contact, but he shook it off and turned to march back into the village, Kay trailing closely behind. Now wasn't the time for that.
The two officers went up to the rest of the away party, who didn't seem to have noticed the fact that they had even been away. Nik was still messing around with the young local woman; Aarons looked like he'd gorged himself on the meat and was struggling to cope with sudden wind. Kay waved her hands in a 'shooing' motion to the girl, while Samuel interjected himself between her and Nik, more to block his drooling gaze of the young woman's naked flesh and start him thinking straight again. The young woman bellowed at Kay, then hesitantly walked away in a huff. Startled at the noise, Kay shot around to look at Samuel, who shook his head and indicated Nik, who was clearly infatuated. Kay tried to get Nik and Aaron's attention;
"Gentlemen. We have work to do, so get yourselves together. While you've been..." A grimace, "stuffing your faces, Samuel and I have found something interesting out."
Re: Bovinius IV anyone?
Post by billkruse on Jun 13, 2004, 10:23am
Her aims were suddenly interrupted by the beeping of her badge. A familiar voice filled the air.
"Kay?"
it asked.
She was surprised, then very pleased to hear the familiar tones, and sounding a lot heartier than for a long time.
"Kruse to Away Team" he said more formally,"you there, Kay?"
She tapped her badge, smiling.
"I am indeed, Comm- Captain, what can I do for you?"
There was a pause, punctuated by the sound of chewing. An occasional slurp was thrown in for good measure.
"Have (slurp) you tried the (chew) native fayre yet?"
When he says "native", wondered Kay, is that exactly what he means?
"I passed on it, Sir". she responded.
"Probably just as well", said Kruse, chewing thoughtfully, "Not to everyone's taste, eh? He nodded to Death, who looked up from his book briefly and smiled. Probably. "By the way, "Kruse said conversationally, "Where's the rest of the team?"
Kay opened her mouth to explain the whereabouts of the rest of the Away Team when she heard the gravelly whispering tones of Death over the still open intercom.
"Death (the other one) went with the Angel to Samarra again, Famine felt he had no place here, Pestilence caught a nasty cold and is in Sickbay, while Plague is occupied by an outbreak of boils on Uranus".
There was, from both parties, total silence for a time. Then
"Made you look..." said Death, pleasantly.
BB