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Post by robertsharp on Mar 17, 2007 5:39:01 GMT
Ferengi shuttle
"=^= LT. Sharp to Jefferson permission to dock.=^="
"=^= Lt. Sharp permision granted.=^="
As Lt. sharp docks the shuttle in the main shuttlebay. Lt Sharp runs for the turbolift and gives the command to the bridge. As Sharp exits the bridge and everyone turns towards him and sees that he looks like hell. Shapr heds over to tatical and starts to scan the area for the pakled and orion ships and can't find either in the sector but only one warp trail which belongs to the paklads.
"colonel i belive the orions have a cloaking devise and is still in the area and they might go after the away team and the major might be in trouble permision to take a security force down."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2007 18:50:43 GMT
The Ethelonian looked to the Primary Examiner for some idea as to what to do. Emm nodded and the Ethelonian offered up her arm. "I'll give a sample next" Emm declared.
Nathan smiled at their willingness, even though it seemed to be somewhat reluctant. "Thank you ladies," he commented as he held up his hypospray, "I promise you it won't hurt a bit. Now let's hope that your willingness to provide the material we need will actually help us to cure your illness. I'm confident however that this will give us a new head start."
"I'm happy to hear that doctor. I realize that although we have excellent transporter technology, our medicine isn't up to Federation standards. Is there anything else that I can do to help?"
"We all have our strengths and weaknesses ma'am," Nathan waved off her comment about their medicine not being up to Federation standard, "however if you would be willing to step aboard the Jefferson so that I could take a full medical and physical exam of you, that would be extremely helpful." He smiled at her while he drew a bloodsample from her, then tapped his tricorder. "My tricorder can only do so much. I will just need my CO's permission but I'm quite certain he'll approve you beaming aboard. After all we're here to help you."
Nathan glanced directly at Matt, looking for confirmation. "If Colonel Hrisvalar approves I'd like to meet you in sickbay as soon as we've recovered our marine. As we've not heard from him for several hours now, I'm starting to get really worried about his condition. Perhaps we should continue towards the crash site, and discuss this once we recovered Major Johnson?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2007 0:45:47 GMT
Cyle stumbled around in his bio-suit grumbling about not being able to walk correctly. "those ferengi wont know what hit them when i get back on ship" Cyle said as he stumbled again. Catching his foot on a tree root, he tripped over and landed hard on the ground, putting a deep scratch in the way of his eye sight. "Just great" he said as he stood up again, cursing loudly.
Cyle looked ahead as best he could, finding only trees, and rocks, and grass, and any amount of other things that he did not want to see, but finally his eyes caught a glimpse of something that made him smile, coldly. When he reached a better vantage point, he looked around to see 5 orions beaming down, probably to come and get him. 'this should be very fun' Cyle thought, so he didn't give away his position. Backing away slowly, he made his way back to wards the shuttle, where he was sure the orions would be going. Making a few quick traps, he sat in a tree(how he got up he's not quite sure) and waited. When the orions finally showed up, he smiled as he simple traps quickly disarmed them of their weapons, leaving only hand-to-hand combat as a means of catching the marine.
Cyle dropped down from his tree, and with the awkwardness of the bio-suit misjudged the landing and rolled to less then 8 feet from the orions. Laying on the ground, he looked up and quickly scrambled to his feet. "you have no idea how much of a bad day i am having, do you really want to try to [word deleted] me off even more?" he asked the orions, who in reply circled him and started to move in closer. One orion stood back alittle, and instructed the others on what to do. "Attack the human, take him prisoner"
OOC before i go on with an idea, is there a certain time limit to this mission?
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Post by Matthew Reynolds on Mar 19, 2007 11:42:37 GMT
"Commander, I have brought a squad of Ethelonian soldiers with me. If you are willing, they will accompany you to your crash site."
"Whose in command?" Matt asked of the soldiers.
"I am," a tall soldier responded," 1st Platoon, 232rd Battalion, Royal Ethelonian guard, reporting for duty."
"Right, I will advice you and your men to follow my lead. If the enemy decideds to attack, we'll be at point. I'm confident that you have never faced this type of enemy and there level of technology," Matt said looking at the soldiers.
"Understood."
"Alright, Examiner we are ready to depart," Matt said ready to fire as soon as he materalized. The usual buzz of the transporter was nonexistent, but Matt knew that the exact moment they had been transported. "Delta take the right, 1st Platoon follow me."
Matt could already hear the grunts of some Orions and the fould language of his Marine officer. Hopefully they would be able to take them by surprise and put an end to it quickly.
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OOC: I know it's short and everything, but at least I got one in, lol. I've had a horrible two weeks and I'm really sorry for not being around. I think I'm back to normal so this shouldn't happen again.
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Post by Zhukarak Hrisvalar on Mar 20, 2007 10:51:47 GMT
"colonel i belive the orions have a cloaking devise and is still in the area and they might go after the away team and the major might be in trouble permision to take a security force down."
“Sorry, Lieutenant, you have just missed the away team and they are being met with Ethelonian security forces who will help us locate the shuttle crash site and secure it. However, Doctor Keller seems to be missing, his biosignature is not showing him onboard. You are in charge of locating him. If he is not on the Jefferson, then figure out where he is and how he got there.”
Zhukarak didn’t care for surprises, especially the type that might cost lives.
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Post by darankeller on Mar 20, 2007 16:21:26 GMT
Location: Ethelon IV
Primary Examiner Emm tried to hide her discomfort. Go aboard the Jefferson? She wasn't sure. "Dr. van Breughel. I'm willing to try, but some of my people have been aboard the starships of other races, and have generally found it an extremely unpleasant experience. In you measurement, I am over two and a half metres tall, and don't fit very well through a starship corridor designed for beings that average just under 2 metres. Ethelonians tend to suffer from claustrophobia, which is why our building are generally large and open." She took a deep breath.
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The Federation doctor then mentioned that this conversation could wait until the missing officer could be recovered. Examiner Emm was happy at the delay. ""Of course. We should leave immediately.
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Post by robertsharp on Mar 21, 2007 2:04:09 GMT
“Sorry, Lieutenant, you have just missed the away team and they are being met with Ethelonian security forces who will help us locate the shuttle crash site and secure it. However, Doctor Keller seems to be missing, his bio signature is not showing him on board. You are in charge of locating him. If he is not on the Jefferson, then figure out where he is and how he got there.”
"Aye aye sir."
"LT JG. Crusser try to find the Orion ship they must have a cloaking device."
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Lt. Sharp exits the bridge and enters the turbo lift "deck 2."
The turbo lift stops at deck 2 and Lt. Sharp exits and heads to his quarters. LT. Sharp enters his quarters and takes of the torn uniform and steps into the sonic shower and a half hour later all refreshed and a new uniform on. "Computer last known location of LT. Keller. "The computer responds last known position of LT. Keller is on deck 16." "Computer whats is on deck 16". "Computer replies Tertiary Science Labs,Main engineering and its related systems – such as the EPS power tabs, the central matter/antimatter reaction chamber, support labs, and the engineering computer core." "Computer were on deck 16 is LT. Keller. "Computer replies LT. Keller's known position was on deck 16 near the Tertiary Science Labs."
LT. Sharp grabs a hand phaser and tricorder and exits his quarters and heads for the turbo lift. "deck 16"
=^=Sharp to bridge Colonel LT. Keller is in the Tertiary Science Labs. He has masked his life signs I'm headed there now with a security detail.=^=
=^= Sharp to security meat me at Tertiary Science Labs.
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As LT. Sharp approaches the Tertiary Science Labs security is already waiting for him there. LT Sharp tries to open the doors but nothing happens the doors are locked. "security override Sharp omega 1143 Charlie" and the doors open. LT. Sharp and the security detail enters the Tertiary Science Labs and LT. Keller was doing something with the equipment in the lab and he looks terrible.
"LT. Keller what is going on here."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2007 20:07:56 GMT
"... Ethelonians tend to suffer from claustrophobia, which is why our building are generally large and open."
The human nodded in sympathy. "I know what claustrophobia can do to a person," he agreed, "I have a sibling who suffers from it, badly at that." He smiled comfortingly. "You don't want to know what she did when she was stuck in a turbolift while she was out on academy training."
His smile remained while he turned serious again. "However if you could overcome it for a few minutes for the sake of medical progress that would be greatly appreciated. I am merely making the request, you do not have to honour it and I won't think any less of you if you don't."
Nathan nodded in agreement when the Ethelonian suggested they proceed towards the crash site. When they arrived, his companions took care of the Orians while Nathan hurried towards Cyle, who was lying flat on his back. "Major!" Nathan called, nudging the marine chief, "Major are you all right! Look at me marine!"
That seemed to get his attention and Cyle gazed up at the assistant CMO. "Very good marine," Nathan praised, "now lift your arms for me. Can you move? Good. You do not seem to be injured. Why are you wearing an EV suit? The air is perfectly breathable here. Unless you are allergic to allergen free air?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2007 4:25:49 GMT
OOC aw, you messed up my groove, maybe not.,
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Cyle looked at the Orions, who continued to circle the marine. All at once the Orions jumped on Cyle and started beating him, the marine had little chance to fight back, but he didn't really want to either. Cyle fell over on the ground as the Orions layed on him, hoping to tire him out and contain him. Cyle was a bit dismayed to feel the weight being lifted off of him by other marines and Ethelons. He closed his eyes for a moment and layed there. 'as much as i love the marines, i hate them right now' Cyle thought to himself.
"Major!" Nathan called, nudging the marine chief, "Major are you all right! Look at me marine!"
That seemed to get his attention and Cyle gazed up at the assistant CMO. "Very good marine," Nathan praised, "now lift your arms for me. Can you move? Good. You do not seem to be injured. Why are you wearing an EV suit? The air is perfectly breathable here. Unless you are allergic to allergen free air?"
"well, in case you have forgotten, i did crash, i had no way of knowing whether i could breath or not" Cyle sat up and took the EV suit helmet off, and then got down to taking the rest of it off. He stood up and brushed himself off. "the shuttle is that way" Cyle said pointing in the direction of the crashed shuttle.
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Onboard the Orion ship, Captain Und was smiling. "Lock on to the Jefferson Officers, beam them directly to the empty cargo hold"
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Cyle turned to look at the marines in front of him, Delta squad. "good work mari......." The remainder of his words were lost in the transporter, as he, Doctor van Breughel, and commander Reynolds were all beamed to the cargo hold. Cyle turned to look at the commander, then the doctor. "well, they fell into my trap."
"And what trap would that be Major?" Reynolds asked. "the one were i get to seriously hurt someone" Cyle said with an icy smile, looking around the cargo hold. Moving to one wall, he examined it, looking for any panels that he could open. "Doctor, would you happen to have a tricorder with you? Can you scan for any panels or any way out of here?"
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Post by darankeller on Mar 22, 2007 20:19:41 GMT
Location: Bridge of the Orion Trader Ship Daro
Captain Und watched his tactical display in satisfaction as the Jefferson scanned the system for his cloaked ship, which was presently in orbit around Ethelon IV. Stupid Starfleet. They seemed to forget that they didn't have a monopoly on surprises.
He was less pleased when he turned back to his surface monitors. His away team had cornered a Starfleet officer and were subduing him, when another team composed of Ethelonian soldiers and a Federation away team suddenly beamed in and intervened, taking his suddenly outnumbered crew captive.
Snarling in frustration, Und stalked over to the bridge transporter controls and beamed the lot of them in stages to his ship. He beamed his away team to the transporter room, while holding the others in the transporter buffer, then shunted them into his secure cargo hold. He then turned to his security officer. "I don't care what you have to do, but keep those prisoners in there, especially the Federation ones. Knock them out with anesthizine if you have to."
Und then tromped back over to his chair. Well, he had some sellable prisoners now. It was time to leave the system.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2007 11:16:56 GMT
"Doctor, would you happen to have a tricorder with you? Can you scan for any panels or any way out of here?"
Nathan nodded and pulled out his tricorder. "It's a medical tricorder, I'm not certain it will scan for what we need it to scan for." He paused, peering at the tiny screen. "However I could try to recalibrate it...give me a few seconds." He fiddled with his tricorder, then with an exhasperated sigh handed it to the marine. "Here, you give it a go."
He'd never really been into the mechanics of things, he'd always been a more medically minded person. Now, he watched as Cyle fumbled with the medical tricorder and noticed a happy grin spreading on the marine's face. "Seems you got better luck than I have with these things," Nathan grinned back, then glanced at Reynolds who had remained silent so far.
"Commander are you all right?" the medic asked, while keeping an eye on the injured marine. He knew Cyle well enough now to know that he would continue no matter what. Semper fi and all, no matter his personal physical condition. "Cyle seems to be knowing what he's doing, I suggest we follow his lead for now. Medically, I don't know whether he's up to it. His system sustained quite a blow when his shuttle crashed, but I can't stop him without risking bodily harm to ourselves. You heard how he reacted when we were beamed here....wherever here is."
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Post by darankeller on Mar 23, 2007 13:36:59 GMT
Daran was actually beginning to feel tired. He had barely been working for a few minutes. However the chronometer that he glance at told a different story. He had been working without a break for many, many hours. Daran shrugged and turned back to the monitor. At least he was getting what he wanted to done.
While working on his DNA research, he was taking a bit of time every once in a while to examine the workings of the Jefferson. He even found on occasion that he could write computer code while reading something else, sometimes even two somethings. It wandered through his head every once in a while that he hadn't been able to do that before now, but it was lost in the rush of the intellectual explosion.
He had been brushing up on his knowledge of ship security, programming, transporter tech and ship operations as he tried to complete his work. He had written what he thought was a pretty nifty little program that would paste his bio signature in a number of different places aboard ship, and had even figured out a way to make it appear that he had transported to Ethelon III. In addition, he still had his active tricorder that was masking his own bio signature. It made his giggle when he thought about how the colonel was going to be able to find him through all that. Then, the research called him again and he was lost in the thrill of discovery.
Some unknown time later, an unfamiliar sound made him look up. Through his bleary eyes, he could vaguely see a security detail, led by Lt. Sharp. "LT. Keller what is going on here?" Sharp asked.
Daran quickly ran a program that he had whipped up a few hours ago. It broke his research into sections, covered them with a fractal encryption code and flushed them into the Jefferson's computer network. Then he slowly picked up his medical kit and tricorder. "Oh, just completing some research, Lt. Sharp."
"You aren't looking well doctor. Perhaps you should report to Sickbay" Sharp said quietly as he walked deeper into the lab, and away from the security team. Daran knew that this was standard procedure. While Sharp tried to distract him, the rest of the security team would try to quickly grab him.
"Perhaps you're right, Mr. Sharp" Daran said quickly, then engaged a site-to-site transport and disappeared from the lab, before the security team could react.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2007 22:45:13 GMT
Cyle took the recalibrated tricorder, and scanned thhe first wall, not finding what he wanted, he moved down a few meters, and then started to smile. Paying no attention to either the doctor or commander Reynolds, Cyle looked around for anything to use to open the hidden door. knocking on it with his knuckles, Cyle was glad to hear the other side was hollow. looking around quickly, Cyle kicked at the panel, which didnt sustain any damage. "Commander, do you have your phaser still?" Cyle asked, turning to look at Reynolds.
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Post by robertsharp on Mar 25, 2007 2:38:01 GMT
"Perhaps you're right, Mr. Sharp" Daran said quickly, then engaged a site-to-site transport and disappeared from the lab, before the security team could react.
"dammit he disappeared." Sharp turns to his men and orders "I want this ship searched entirely from top to bottom. Get more men if you have to and use the marines as well. Move out."
LT. Sharp exits the lab and heads for the turbo lift and enters "bridge". The turbo lift stops and Sharp exits the turbo lift and heads over to the Col. Col. found LT Keller but as soon as we got there he enabled a sight to sight transport but hid his trail he's either on the ship or down on Ethelon IV. I have my security personnel searching the ship as well as the marines. But do to him masking his bio signature it will take a while. Plus he was doing some kind of research and encoded it before i could get a look at it. I'm gonna ha ltjg Crusser help with the search while i try to find the Orion ship."
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Sharp heads to tactical "Ltjg Crusser join the search party for LT Keller." <tagCrusser>
A communication from Ethelon III comes through. " Col. Ethelon III is hailing us."
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Post by Zhukarak Hrisvalar on Mar 26, 2007 7:07:38 GMT
Lieutenant Sharp reported losing Doctor Keller. Something strange was going on here, and Zhukarak was trying to figure out how the doctor fit into all of this. It seemed that the doctor wasn’t the only one missing as Zhukarak soon found out.
“Put it through.” Zhuk replied as a transmission was coming through from Ethelon III. It was the Primary Conveyor, Op Nilas.
“Greetings Colonel, it seems I have some unfortunate news. Our teams had located your missing crewman, and just in time as he was fighting off some Orions. My men gave help, but could not subdue any of them before they all transported out of there.”
It was indeed unfortunate Zhuk thought. What were the Orion’s intentions other than their normal slave trade, but surely they noticed that Cyle was a Starfleet Marine. They would have to know that Starfleet would not be taking this lightly. At least his men were safe, Zhukarak thought. “At least my crewman is safe, thank you for your help.”
There was a momentary pause as the Primary Conveyor seemed to have an upset facial expression. “That is where the bad news comes in, Colonel. Your crew was transported from there as well. My men are analyzing the area; it is the same transporter signature as the one the Orions used. It seems they have taken your people. We will help in locating them.”
Zhukarak was not happy with this news. The transmission ended and Zhukarak was now trying to figure things out. Sharp had mentioned something about a cloaked ship. Doctor Keller was missing too. Was it related? Zhukarak had a feeling it might be. Zhuk passed out orders to try to locate them. All stations were now working at their maximum capacity; they would not leave any stone unturned.
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Post by darankeller on Mar 28, 2007 16:30:53 GMT
Daran materialized on Deck 19 in Science Lab 47-B. He had stumbled across this tiny scientific lab while making his inventory of the ships medical equipment and facilities. It was hidden away in such an out of the way location that he had required the computers help to find it at the time. He immediately stepped to the nearest computer console. "Computer, recogize Keller, Lt. Daran. Alpha Two Clearance."
"Recognize Keller, Lt. Daran. Chief Medical Officer, USS Jefferson. Alpha Two Clearance denied"
Daran frowned. That's what he got for isolating the lab he was working in from the rest of the ship. He pulled out his isolinear chip, inserted it into his tricorder and ran the very complex program. "Recognize Keller, Lt. Daran. Chief Medical Officer, USS Jefferson. Alpha Two Clearance accepted." The computer said.
"Thank you. Remove last transport of Lt. Keller from the Transporter Trace Logs and Transport Buffer Sequencer."
"Working. Removal complete."
Smiling calmly, Daran entered some command words into the console which recalled his DNA research. Then he entered the code to remove the fractal encryption. He spent a moment viewing it. There were hundreds of pages of complex code, DNA interaction sequences, computer modelling and result reports. Not bad. He was almost finished. Once it was done, he knew that he had to communicate the information to Ethelon III. The reason why was lost in the thrill of discovery.
Daran then accessed his backdoor to the internal and main sensors and looked for himself. Due to his scrambling of the sensors, it appeared that he was on 5 different decks aboard ship, and also on Ethelon II and IV. That should give him some time.
There was something he had to do before he could continue though. Daran accessed the comm system and routed a 41 megahertz burst transmission out to the main deflector, then into the internal comm system, then out to the planetary transmission monitor array. He then beamed the transmission to Ethelon III. It was unfortunate that he couldn't hide the transmission from the bridge, but perhaps the rerouting he did would keep them off of his back for a little while.
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Post by darankeller on Mar 28, 2007 16:50:27 GMT
Ethelon III, undisclosed location
The team had been waiting for a long time, and finally Ral's communicator buzzed. He opened it, examined the reading, then closed it again. He looked up to see everyone staring at him expectantly. "Well, we received the first signal. According to the programming of the drug, whatever research he's doing should be nearly complete."
"At last" Quinn said. "It feels like we've been waiting forever. The former Starfleet Intelligence officer paused, then smiled wickedly. "Any chance we'll have to board the Jefferson and get it?"
The Romulan leader of the group controlled his temper. "I've told you. I don't want to try to get aboard that ship unless we have to." Quinn sat back, slightly angry. Ral the Romulan spent a moment considering. "However, perhaps having some kind of plan ready isn't such a bad idea. You and Emman put your heads together and come up with something."
The human and Xakdorn grinned at one another, then stood up and left the room, while Ral turned to Fellana. "I want you to book us transport off of this mudball. Use up whatever money we have left."
The Orion woman pouted prettily. "I don't know. I've been monitoring comm traffic. Most ships have left the system since the Ferengi ship and the Federation ships nearly started fighting. I haven't been able to contact the Daro at all."
"The captain of that ship is an idiot" Ral growled. "I'll bet 20 strips of latinum that he's out there trying to do something stupid to the Jefferson right now. He'd probably try to attack if he were flying a life boat."
Fellana shook her head at Ral's comments. She hadn't liked Captain Und either, but she and he were both Orions. However, Ral was in charge of the team, and he had given an order. "I'll try to find something to get us off system." She turned and left.
Ral nodded, sat back down and pulled out his communicator. Eventually, that doctor would send the all done message, then they could get moving.
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Post by Matthew Reynolds on Mar 28, 2007 20:18:51 GMT
"Commander are you all right?" the medic asked, while keeping an eye on the injured marine. He knew Cyle well enough now to know that he would continue no matter what. Semper fi and all, no matter his personal physical condition. "Cyle seems to be knowing what he's doing, I suggest we follow his lead for now. Medically, I don't know whether he's up to it. His system sustained quite a blow when his shuttle crashed, but I can't stop him without risking bodily harm to ourselves. You heard how he reacted when we were beamed here....wherever here is."
"I am fine Doctor, I just have a splitting headache," Matt replied," I agree with letting Cyle lead this one for the moment. Though I would rather not let him exert himself to much. Even marines need rest."
Matt's throbbing head was not his only worry. He was thinking of the rest of his team and what they were going through. For all he knew they were being interrogated by the Orions. They would need to find them and get them all armed.
"Commander, do you have your phaser still?" Cyle asked, turning to look at Reynolds.
"No I do not, it must have been taken from me during the transport," Matt said as he removed a knife from his inside his vest," but I do have this."
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"Doctor, Major our first priority will be to arm ourselves with better weaponry and then we'll go after our teams and the Etholonian solders,"Matt said.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2007 22:44:46 GMT
Cyle looked at the knife, he couldn't help but think to himself 'you call that a knife?' shrugging slightly he took the knife and began to pry open the small panel, Popping it open with relative ease. Cyle looked at Reynolds and Nathan, then crawled in, the crawl space was big enough to allow for elbow room, but not much more than that. Cyle led the officers slowly, feeling his way forward with his hands and head, the knife blade clenched between his teeth. With a soft grunt, Cyle felt his head touch another wall, which he could only guess was another hidden panel. Using the tricorder, he was glad to know his assumptions were correct. He waited a few moments with his ears pressed against the wall, listening and scanning with the tricorder. When he accepted that no one was standing on the other side, he used the knife and opened the panel.
Standing up finally, Cyle looked around for something useful. Lucky for him, in front of them was a weapons storage room. "Well, what do ya know?" Cyle asked, looking at Reynolds and Nathan. "i hope you don't have the mentality most doctors have, not wanting to kill anyone that is" Cyle said looking at Nathan.
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Cyle stood by as Commander Reynolds opened the door to the storage room, and followed him inside. Looking around he grabbed a couple of phasers, and stepped back out. waiting for the others, Cyle set up a small plan in his head. "We need to use the internal sensors to find the others, then destroy them so we can get off this damned ship" Cyle said, letting his tactical training lead his thoughts. Looking back in the storage room, Cyle saw a computer and smiled. "Commander, do you happen to know the orion language? can you reroute the internal sensors to this console?"
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Hearing the voices of a couple Orions put the officer quickly on edge, Cyle moved to the side of the door, motioning for the others to hide. "The Federation will never be able to find us with our new cloaking devi....." "shut up you fool, you arent supposed to know about that, i'll be shot if they found i told you
The two orions stopped when they entered the storage room, spotting Matt and Nathan in the darkness. Cyle jumped on the nearest Orion, stabbing him with the "knife" given to him by Matt, and Matt and Nathan handled the second. "They have a cloaking device?" Cyle heard from behind him, as he was looking out in the hallway to search for more orions. "You two take out the internal sensors, i'll handle the cloacking device" Cyle said,slipping out the door.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2007 11:59:07 GMT
Casting the marine a sharp look, Nathan shook his head. "I indeed have that same mentality," he answered curtly, "I will not kill if I can prevent doing so." He was about to enter into a further argument when they heard voices and footsteps approaching.
The medic fell silent and hid in the shadows with Matt while Cyle hid behind the door. The minute the two Orions entered the room, Nathan knew they were discovered. "Matt," he started, nodding towards the remaining Orion that came their way.
"Shoot him," Matt ordered, while trying to distract the Orion.
Nathan nodded and raised his weapon, fully intending on stunning their adversary. Except when he pressed the trigger, nothing happened. Reversing his grip on the weapon, he took a swing at the enemy. "Matt!" he yelled, calling for assistance. The Orion was huge and Nathan was no match for him on his own, and as he came charging at the doctor, Nathan prepared to duck out of his way.
The Orion snarled something intelligible as he charged, knocking the doctor aside, only to whirl around, startled when the beam from Matt's weapon struck him in his back. His eyes widened, then he toppled forward, right on top of Nathan. "Get him off me," the medic grunted, while pushing at the unconscious alien with all his might.
Together with the first officer, he managed to roll the Orion off him, and Nathan got back to his feet, taking a brief moment to check whether he was still in one piece. "Perhaps we should alert the Jefferson while we are still able to move about freely?" he nodded towards one of the consoles, "and should we let Cyle run off on his own like that? He's a menace, that one!"
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Post by darankeller on Mar 29, 2007 15:18:48 GMT
Bridge of The Daro
"Leave orbit, set course 197.23. Two-thirds impulse" Captain Und ordered. The Daro quickly moved out of orbit, still cloaked. "Put tactical up on the screen."
The main viewscreen changed view from Ethelon IV to the combat situation between the Daro and the Jefferson. The Federation ship had moved much closer to Ethelon IV, clearly intent on helping its' away team. It couldn't know that it was nearly in weapons range of the Daro. Smiling cruelly, Captain Und thought that a fast hit and run on the Jefferson might be an amusing little tactic. After all, a cloaking device wasn't the only surprise the Daro had in her. He was about to order the Daro to circle around behind the Jefferson when he was interrupted by the internal comm. "Captain, a small group of the Federation prisoners have escaped and broken into a weapons locker! I have some casualties down here."
Captain Und slammed his fist into the arms of his chair. Federation prisoners were a slippery as Tiberian Eels. Just when you thought you had them trapped, they snuck away. "Where are they now?" the Orion Captain asked.
"We think that they have split up. One group is somewhere on Deck 12. We've lost track of the other group. We think that they may be into Jeffries tube 17A" the security officer reported.
Und pulled up a ship schematic on his console. "That leads directly to engineering! They might be going after the cloaking device. Send a security team to engineering and tell them that I'll meet them there." The Captain then turned to his first officer. "Stay out of range of the Jefferson. Once the Federation prisoners are captured, we're going to attack. Be prepared to warp out of the system if we lose the cloaking device." The first officer nodded and took the command chair as Und stormed off the bridge and onto the turbolift, heading for engineering.
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darankeller
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Post by darankeller on Mar 29, 2007 20:23:04 GMT
Location: Orion Ship Daro, Deck 12
PO Nal looked cautiously around the corner of the bulkhead and down the corridor to Section 4, Deck 12. He could just see a pair of Orion regulation boots sticking out around the next corner. Their owner was in them and obviously unconscious. He looked back. He had 3 members of ship security with him and they had orders to incapacitate the Federation escapees. Silently, he issued hand signals and sent the first one around the corner. The Orion soldier nodded, took a breath and started moving, going around the corner and out of sight. There was no sound of phaser fire so Nal peeked around. The soldier was covering the corridor about 5 meters away. Nal sent the next one around, who passed the first and took up station 5 meters past the first trooper. There was still no fire, so Nal himself stealthily walked up the middle of the corridor, which allowed his two troopers clear fields of fire.
Nal finally reached the next corner and covered it as his small unit moved up. He slowly glanced around the corner. There were two humans there in Starfleet uniforms. They seemed to be attempting to access a computer console. Nal turned to his soldiers, signalled that there were two and prepared to send them around the corner, firing first and asking questions later.
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Zhukarak Hrisvalar
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Just when you think you know me...
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Post by Zhukarak Hrisvalar on Mar 30, 2007 7:54:56 GMT
“Sir!” Came the voice of Commander T’Nar, who was currently manning the science station. “I have several bio-signatures of Doctor Keller here onboard the Jefferson and a couple on the surface. I’m trying to isolate and compare them with what we have on record.”
“How many signatures do you read on the Jefferson?” Zhukarak had a plan.
“Five, sir.”
“Route those locations to the security teams.” Zhukarak then tapped his com badge. “Lieutenants Sharp and Crusser, you should be receiving possible locations of Doctor Keller. Have your security teams merge on those locations, let’s hope he’s still on this ship and at one of those locations.”
His security officers responded in tandem, acknowledging their assignments. Zhuk was in the blind and he didn’t like it one bit. “Put us on Yellow Alert. I don’t want any surprises. Lieutenant Quindara activated the new alert status throughout the ship. Amber lights pulsated in the background as crew members readied themselves at their designated locations and stations for what might come.
“Sir!” Commander T’Nar chimed in to get his attention. “I was just analyzing one of the bio-signatures when I noticed a data burst leaving the Jefferson. The transmission has been rerouted several times masking its true origin, I am tracing it now.”
“Can you give me the location of where it was sent?”
“I am working on that as well. I will have the origin and destination of the data burst in for you in 42 seconds.”
42 seconds was too long for Zhukarak, but he had no other choice but to wait.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2007 16:24:15 GMT
Cyle stealthily walked down the hall, hoping against all odds that Matt and Nathan managed to take out the internal sensors already. Holding the phaser in one hand and Matt's knife in the other, he crept slowly on ward until he reached a hallway. The door across from him led to a side area of engineering, while a door down the hall, led to main engineering. Leaning against the wall near the door in front of him, he took a few minutes to check things over. Satisfied, he took the knife and popped open the door access panel, rewiring a few things, he opened the door and slid in.
Cyle looked down on the main floor of engineering, seeing a small group of Orions. "Great they know i was heading this way" Cyle said dropping lower to the platform. Looking around, Cyle had to figure out a way to "remove" these orions from his path. Looking up, he saw an attachment that would easily fall, and either kill or seriously most of the orions below him. He just had to figure out how to make it fall. To his let, he saw 2 orions standing near a box, overly protective of said box. 'that must be the cloaking device' Cyle thought.
Looking back at the attachment, which looked like a power supply to something, Cyle figured out how to drop it. Looking for a way to reach it, Cyle smiled when he saw a ladder, allowing him rather easy access to the power supply. He crawled towards the ladder, and waited a second before climbing the ladder. Kneeling a few feet from the power supply, Cyle took the knife and began cutting at the hoses connecting the power supply. When he finished, he moved to the other side and did the same, when they were both cut he moved to the middle and pushed with his feet. The power supply fell quickly and heavily, landing on 3 orions, leaving the two by the cloaking device. Cyle shot one in the chest with the phaser, and the other managed to duck and fire a few shots before being hit.
Cyle climbed back down and dropped to the main engineering floor, looking over the cloaking device, a few sparks flying from the power supply. His attention was taken away when he heard the doors opening....
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Matthew Reynolds
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Post by Matthew Reynolds on Apr 2, 2007 10:36:05 GMT
"Perhaps we should alert the Jefferson while we are still able to move about freely?" he nodded towards one of the consoles, "and should we let Cyle run off on his own like that? He's a menace, that one!"
"There is nothing we can do about him right now," Matt responded as he searched the Orion for any weapons. Using his phaser must have alerted the bridge that they had escaped. It would be foolish to try a rescue attempt without some back up. "We need to find a communications terminal. I have some basic knowledge of Orion, so we should be able to contact the Jefferson. Also take my phaser, I can defend myself."
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Both men quickly moved along not waiting to see if any other Orions had been sent to investigate. Having never been aboard an Orion vessel, Matt had a difficult time finding any computer terminals. The task became even more difficult when the ship's alarms roared to life.
"Well they know we are here," Matt said now desperately looking for his target. He was straining his eyes so much that he was sure he was overlooking the panel. When he did find it, he could have sworn that it had appeared out of thin air. "Doctor, if you here anyone, I don't care if they are Orion or human, shoot them."
<Tag Nathan>
After giving the doctor his orders, Matt tried to connect to the ships communications array. The easy access seemed odd, but he wasn't going to complain. After compiling the short message, Matt transmitted on all band widths. Unfortunately for them, the small view screen told him that something was wrong. ~Relay is ******** experiencing ******* ****not enough ************ ***~
"Damn it, I can't translate most of this message," Matt said slamming his fist onto the terminal," I'm pretty sure it's telling me that we cannot complete our objective from this terminal. We'll need to find a major computer terminal. Hopefully one with very few Orions."
<Tag Nathan>
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