Mc7_of_9
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Post by Mc7_of_9 on Dec 16, 2006 16:48:03 GMT
Mc7_of_9 to Senior staff. Report to the briefing room for the mission briefing in 30 minutes.
Mc7 wanted to make sure that he had gone over the plans for the mission and answer any questions from the senior officers before the Romulan delegation arrived in three hours time. The upcoming mission was going to be a poignant one, as the Raven had just lost three crew members to the newly recommissioned USS Olympia, but had also gained a new face in Lt Isis. It was also Carl's first mission in the XO chair, so mc7 was looking forward to seeing how he faired in that role.
Enough reminiscing, the Admiral thought to himself. It's my job to look to the future, not dwell on the past. On that note he tapped the comm panel on his desk,
Mc7 to Commander McLean, can you please report to the Ready Room.
With the loss of Arya, the Raven was currently without a Counselor so in his Command position it befell to the CO to ensure the well being of his crew, in every sense. Having heard about Scott's wife's decision to end their marriage, Mc7 had some worries about the Engineer. The incident with the repair crew supervisor that had reached the CO through the usual shipboard scuttle bug caused some concern, so it was now time to find out just how he was doing.
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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 17, 2006 13:09:32 GMT
Carl had been helping Arya and Steven move their belongings over to the Olympia .. At the moment, it was less than five hundred meters away, but the look that crossed Arya's face, albeit for a second, as they left the Raven for the last time, was one of regret .. It passed as she boarded what was to be their new home for the foreseeable future .. Steven and Carl shook hands, Torek making sure the two kept in touch, and the sentiment being returned, Steven assuring The Raven XO that he would do a good job there..
Carl spent the next couple of hours moving into 'his' new living quarters...
=^= Mc7_of_9 to Senior staff. Report to the briefing room for the mission briefing in 30 minutes =^=
Carl heard the announcement, he'd spoken briefly, with the Captain about their next outing, and while he was a little apprehensive, this being his first trip as Exec, he was actually looking forward to it.. He knew there were positions vacant, and would have much preferred them filled before the Raven departs, but they had a good crew, and would manage for the time being. He checked his view-screen for updates, noticing that two Officers hadn't as yes answered the Roll Call ..
"Computer .. Locations of Commander Zoarial and Commander Jared"
"Commander Zoarial is on Star-base Bellicose .. Moving toward the Raven-A .. Commander Jared is in Air-lock six .. Entering the ship"
'OK .. They're both heading back and are aware of the meeting' he thought.
Carl knew that the Captain was speaking to McLean before the meeting, he wanted to catch up with how the Chief Engineer was doing in light of his recent news. Also, to allay any doubts he have possibly had concerning his CEO's ability to work. Carl decided to check up on a few last things before going into the meeting itself, the last thing anyone, especially Mc and himself wanted, was for anything, be it minor, or vital, to go wrong during their outing .. More so while the Romulans were going to be looking over 'everyones' shoulders for the trip ! .. On that note, he decided to check the Security arrangements for the Romulans with Reman .. He tapped his Comms badge ...
=^= Torek to Commander Jared =^=
=^= Jared =^=
=^= I need a quick word Reman .. Could you meet me in your office =^=
=^= I'm on my way there now Sir =^= said Reman.
=^= Good .. I'll be there shortly .. Torek out =^=
With one last check that his uniform was fine, Carl began his first 'official' day as the Executive Officer of the Raven-A ..........
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Scott McLean
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Post by Scott McLean on Dec 19, 2006 5:16:34 GMT
McLean had happily found his way back down to Main Engineering. The sounds of the Warp Core fluctuating at it's normal intervals was music to McLean's ears. When all else failed McLean knew he always had his engines and long work hours to fall back on.
The meeting and Commander Torek's private comments to McLean seemed to ease him a little. Knowing that the issue was resolved and no other actions were to be taken, besides a few tongue lashings from Rio Jackson, but that was to be expected.
Mc7 to Commander McLean, can you please report to the Ready Room.
There's that sinking feeling again, McLean thought, "Right away sir." McLean replied.
The trek through the ship up to the bridge seemed shorter this time. McLean constantly kept rubbing his sweaty palms against his pants, it was a nervous habit he had since childhood. Walking across the bridge McLean made eye contact with Torek but just as quickly as he looked in his direction his eyes fell upon the Captain's Ready Room door. Pushing the call button McLean stood and waited to enter.
"Enter." McLean heard from the other side of the door. Taking on last long breath McLean entered the ready room, "You called for me sir?" McLean said standing casually.
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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 23, 2006 2:49:37 GMT
He wasn't in any rush to get to Security. After all, the Romulans weren't due to arrive at Star-base Bellicose until mid-morning the next day .. Plenty of time to get everything in place for their 'visit'.
=^= Bridge to Commander Torek =^=
=^= Torek =^=
=^= Sir .. A Marine Officer is holding a Romulan at the entrance to Cargo-bay two .. The Romulan is demanding entry =^=
=^= Why isn't Commander Jared dealing with this ? =^=
=^= The Romulan Officer will only speak to a Command Officer and the Captain left word he's not to be disturbed =^=
=^= OK .. Inform Commander Jared I'll be delayed .. I'll go down there myself =^=
Carl changed direction and entered a turbo-lift... Reaching the Cargo-bay moments later ... A Marine Captain was stolidly holding his ground, the Romulan glaring at him !
"Captain ..." said Torek, as he approached the two men, "Is there a problem ?"
The Marine snapped to attention, then, after a respectful pause, relaxed .. But not before the Romulan noticed and smirked in contempt.
"Commander .." began the Captain, "This Centur ....."
"I am a Sub-commander !" interrupted the Romulan, almost shouting ..
"This 'Sub-commander' is demanding we store several crates on board."
"Captain .. ?" said Carl, making it a question, trying to calm the situation, and get the Marines name in the process.
"Forbes Sir .. Captain Forbes." the Captain obliged.
"Captain Forbes .. Do the crates have the appropriate clearance documentation ?"
"No Sir." said Forbes, seemingly knowing where the conversation was heading.
Carl turned to the Romulan Officer, who, Carl noticed, had failed to give his name, not that it mattered..
"Sub-commander .. I assume that these are for the delegation we are about to receive ..what is in them ? ..." Carl asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Nothing more than changes of clothing .. Data files .. Personal belongings .."
"Ahh .. Then there's no problem Captain." Torek said to Forbes, smiling, "See to it that they are stored and released to the delegation on their arrival ... Oh ...." Carl added, almost as an 'after-thought', "Don't forget to have them checked once we have them aboard."
"Yes Sir .. I'll get righ ......... "
"NO.. they will not be touched !" interrupted the Romulan, almost shouting the order.
"Oh .. I'm sorry Sub-commander .. But I can't allow anything on board without a thorough check .. There are people who are lets say .. Un-sympathetic to the Federation .. I'd be remiss in my duty if I was to let cases on board that may have been tampered with without your knowledge ...."
"No .." insisted the Sub-commander, stepping in front of the crates..
Carl was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking the issue through ...
"Then in that case." he said, smiling, "I'll leave you in the capable hands of Captain Forbes .. He will see to it that the crates are stored securely on the Star base until Security can clear them."
Then nodding to the two Officers, he turned and headed back the way he came, and his meeting with Jared... Leaving the Marine Captain with a now very irate Romulan ..........
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Mc7_of_9
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Post by Mc7_of_9 on Dec 30, 2006 21:03:19 GMT
The door chime announced that someone was waiting just outside the ready room from permission to enter it, which the Admiral gave them by calling out enter. Even before the doors parted to admit the person on the other side, mc7 knew who it was.
Scott, come in and take a seat.
The engineer had a worried look on his face as he walked towards the couch that mc7 had indicated for him to sit at. Mc7 had decided to they should both sit at on the couch, rather than having this conversation across the desk. It was not an official conversation between a Captain and a member of his crew, but rather a friend who was worried about a friend. He hoped by using this seating arrangement he could try to get that across.
I got an interesting report from Bellicoses' Head of Repairs unit. I know that's been dealt with, so I'm not here to haul you over the coals for that, so you can take the worried look off your face. And that's an order Mister!
With his last word, the corners of mc7's mouth edged upwards just slightly, but the meaning of it was clear. With that little bit of humour, the Admiral had put a man whose mind was obviously expecting the worst to rest.
I've heard about the message you received from your wife Scott, and I wanted to see how you were doing. I'm not asking this as your CO, but as your friend.
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 1, 2007 18:53:37 GMT
On his return to his office, Carl decided to check with all departments as to their readiness for departure. This would normally fall to the Chief Operations Officer, but as the Raven was still awaiting their replacement COO, he wanted to make sure that each of the departments knew he was available if needed .. He took his time, chatting about any problems each department might have, which thankfully, were almost zero. The Marine Lieutenant, formally Captain Rio's second in Command, was eager to impress on Torek, her willingness to stay in charge until a new Senior Marine Officer was assigned. Carl was more than happy for her to do so.. That done, he contacted the Space dock itself .. Their clearances to depart would be sent down from the Command center, he didn't want any last-minute snag's to delay them once the Romulans were aboard. 'I've already upset one Romulan, no need to go for the whole group' he thought smiling. Now he'd thought of the Romulans, he decided to check on the dossier's sent over from Starfleet Intelligence concerning the group on the Zeus Program... "Computer .. Access files on Romulan Officers joining USS Raven .. Authorization .. Torek - Alpha two two Gamma." After a second, a list of four Officers appeared: Commander Tovan Subcommander Yevin Sublieutenant Jaren Centurion Donark Carl read each name in turn .. Tovan he'd heard of .. A brilliant strategist, Two of the others were unfamiliar to him, but the other name .. Jaren ... Carl frowned, trying to bring up just where, or when, he'd come across the name .. He tapped the screen to bring up the full report on Jaren and began to read .. Nothing out of the ordinary , but it was still nagging at Carl ... He decided to look through the report in more detail ... =^= Bridge to Commander Torek =^= =^= Torek =^= =^= Sir .. You are needed on the Bridge =^= Carl frowned and paused the report on screen ... =^= I'm on my way =^= With a sigh he got up and left his office, heading for the Bridge ..........
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Post by Scott McLean on Jan 3, 2007 4:56:44 GMT
I've heard about the message you received from your wife Scott, and I wanted to see how you were doing. I'm not asking this as your CO, but as your friend.
At first McLean didn't know how to respond. He had thought the seperation he was going through was what it was...his private personal buisness.
"Well sir," he started but cut himself off as he didn't really know what to say, "I'm really still trying to sort everything out."
I understand. If there is anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to ask.
"I wont. Thank you sir." McLean said. With that he knew the conversation was over and he walked out of the Admiral's ready room.
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 4, 2007 12:10:29 GMT
As he entered the Bridge, he could see a young duty Officer flustering over what to say next to the Romulan Commander on-screen .. The sigh of relief from the Ensign as Carl stopped beside him, was obvious .. "Ensign .. What seems to b ........." "Commander .." barked the Romulan, "I am not used to being ignored." Carl turned to face the screen .. "I am sorry .. Commander .." he began, emphasizing their common rank, "What seems to be the problem ?" "My aide has informed me that you will not allow our .. Belongings .. On board without a thorough search !" "Only as a precaution Commander .. I'm sure you underst ... "I'm neither interested nor do I care about the Federation's issues with other species." the Commander interrupted again, "We will come aboard in thirty minutes and expect there to be 'no' problems .. I also expect to be met by your Captain." "The 'Admiral' will meet you and your party at the air-lock Commander ..I'm sure he ........." "We will beam over in thirty minutes .. until then ..." with that the Romulan closed the Comm. "I don't suppose they will be any friendlier once they get here .. Will they ?" asked the Ensign .. Torek shrugged, then tapped his Comms badge .. =^= Torek to Captain .. Could I see you for a moment ? =^= =^= My ready-room Commander =^= said Mc. Carl spent the next ten minutes explaining the Marine Lieutenant's problems at the air-lock, his own insistence that the luggage be searched, and the subsequent conversation with the Romulan Commander ... "I suppose I'd better be there when they beam in then" said the Admiral, "Lets hope getting them aboard is the last of our problems with them .. Though I doubt it .." he finished quietly. "Twenty minutes .. Transporter room ?" Torek asked. "Make it fifteen .. I'd hate to keep them waiting." Mc said, raising his eyebrows. "Aye Sir." said Carl, then turning, he re-entered the Bridge .......... < tag : Admiral >
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Post by munro on Jan 5, 2007 20:43:42 GMT
Alex awoke after a good nights sleep on the starbase, then began to pack his things to leave for the Raven, from what he had heard her crew was very respectable.
Alex heaved his carry bag onto his shoulder, whilst dragging his foot locker in his right hand. Alex then left his quaters and began looking for the Raven, when he found the vessel he suddenly wondered what he should do. He was on an unfamiliar ship, with no quarters, and he had to report to the Captain. Deciding that reporting in was smarter than finding somewhere to stow his belongings, Alex said "Computer, locate Admiral mc7_of_9 " "Admiral mc7_of_9 is in his ready room" the compter replied
Alex made his way upto the Bridge, when he arrived he went over to the ready room, and pressed the door chime.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2007 21:17:12 GMT
Zoarial was finally on his way back to the Raven. Although he had been in service for a long time, Starfleet had decided to recall him to resit some exams that he had missed during his time at the academy Luckily the Raven wasn't in dire need of an exceptional CNO at the time, so David could attend the helm and Zoarial took a shuttle back to starbase conqueror.
Now, a very long time later, he reentered the ship that he had always considered, kind of, his. Sadly he did not resit the exam about protocol and very bluntly headed for the bridge as if the Raven was his home. Zoarial found it empty and sat down on the XO's chair, deciding that he would respect the status of the captain's chair. He put his feet up and drew his PADD to play a game of Go Fish, when Carl (re)entered the bridge.
Being totally unaware of this fact, Zoarial hummed an old irish drinking song and licked his lips while making an exceptionally bad move.
Cursing loudly, he heard somebody scrape his throat behind him and he lazily turned around.
"Ah commander, I didn't hear you enter." Zoarial said as if nothing had happened. "Might I inform what has been going around lately?
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Post by jared on Jan 8, 2007 23:23:03 GMT
Torek had been shunted from pillar to post as the Romulans made their presence felt, leaving Jared to suspect that Torek was never going to make it. Oh well. Like the previously mentioned new XO, Jared called up the Romulan files. According to Federation intelligence there was nothing unusual about them. Bur Jared, like anyone else, knew that Federation intelligence was not the best around. One would assume that like anyone would, the Romulans would send at least two legitimate people with no idea what was going on and at least one of the others would be dodgy. Of course, Jared had no idea which would be which, so they were all going to be watched. One of them even had a name spelt a bit like his. Romulan Jaren instead of Reman Jared. Although Jared's first name was meant to be pronounced differently.
Jared was on time onto the bridge to see Zoarial's display of Irish pride. The navigator didn't appear at all flustered by Torek turning up to see a Klingon sitting half sidways across a substantial amount of the bridge and the XO chair. So this was the guy E'Liana mentioned. He seemed nice enough so far. It would be interesting to watch what happened in the future for those two...
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 9, 2007 16:20:53 GMT
As he entered the Bridge, he noticed a new arrival .. Well, not new, exactly, but someone who had been away and was now, it seemed, back .. Carl quietly leaned against the rail for a few moments, looking down at the Raven's Chief Navigation Officer, and his 'trademark' PADD ..
As usual, Commander Zoarial was engrossed in what he was playing, causing Torek to smile .. 'Zoarial without that PADD was slightly less likely than starting a shift with a naked Bridge crew.' he thought.
Zoarial suddenly cursed in his native Klingon, making several members of the crew to turn in his direction, and causing Carl to cough as he failed to stifle a laugh ..
"Ah Commander .. I didn't hear you enter." Zoarial said as if nothing had happened, "Might I be informed at to what has been happening lately ?"
Carl smiled, walking round to the Command chairs, he casually, almost as if he 'belonged' there, sat down in the Captain's chair .. Causing Zoarial to raise an eyebrow for a split second, before returning his attention to the PADD ..
"You can check the mission profile when you have a moment .. Good to have you back by the way." Carl said, glancing again at the PADD, "You winning ?"
"I am .. Doing well I think." replied Zoarial, noticing the hint of impatience in Torek's voice.
"How did sitting the examinations go ?" Carl continued, deciding to let it go.
"It was interesting to take them after so long away .. I believe we are to be having .. Guests" Zoarial said.
"Yes .. Speaking of guests .." Carl said, getting up from his chair, "I am due to meet the Admiral in a few moments to receive them .. Would you care to come along .. If .. I'm not tearing you away from anything .. That is ....." he finished ..........
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Mc7_of_9
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Post by Mc7_of_9 on Jan 9, 2007 23:06:42 GMT
Once Scott had left his office mc7 moved from the sofa to the replicator to get a coffee. He had a feeling it was going to be one of those kind of days. He had only just sat down behind his desk to have another look over the documents Starfleet had sent about the Romulan delegation when the door chime sounded. With a sigh mc7 called for the person on the other side of the door to enter. The door parted to reveal a person that the Admiral didn't recognise, but from his uniform he could guess this was to be the Raven's new Senior Marine Officer.
The man entered the ready room and informed the CO that he was indeed the new SMO and he was now officially reporting for duty.
Welcome aboard the Raven Mr Munro. Unfortunately I have very little time before the Romulan delegation boards the Raven, and I have a lot to do before then. We'll continue this once the mission is underway. Is there anything pressing at the moment?
The new officer indicated that there wasn't, so the Admiral dismissed him.
As mc7 started to sip on his now chilling coffee the door to his ready room chimed again. It really was going to be one of those days. The doors to the room parted and the ship's new XO passed over the threshold from the Bridge into the room.
Admiral, I just wanted to touch base with you before we go to meet the Romulans, and make sure that there's nothing I need to know that I haven't been told already.
That's a very good way to start off your first mission as XO Carl. Keep it up and I'll be fighting you for my seat shortly. Can I get you a drink?
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 11, 2007 12:59:48 GMT
At the Admirals request, Carl went over what he'd found while looking through the report's on the Romulan Delegation .. Something was amiss, but there was nothing he could put his finger on .. The most obvious thing, Torek explained, was the two months missing from one of the Romulans records .. It was, of course, possible that the Romulans themselves didn't want 'sensitive' information getting into Federation hands. but if that was so, why not just enter that into the report ...
"We can look deeper into this once we are underway I think .. Do you think it could be a threat to the ship ?" Mc said.
"I'm not sure Sir .. The Zeus program is too 'high profile' for them to do anything untoward .. I'd hate to think we were unwittingly helping them with some agenda of their own .. But ..." Carl said, shrugging.
"OK .. I'll meet you on the Bridge in a moment Mr Torek."
"Sir." said Carl, leaving the Admiral alone.
( OOC : This should clear up the two back-post's by the Mc & myself )
IC :
As Carl waited idly on the Bridge for Zoarial to 'make up his mind' the Admiral left his office ...
"You ready Carl ?" Mc asked, heading for the turbo-lift .. It was then he too noticed Commander Zoarial, sat in the Exec's chair, "Ahh .. Good to see you back Commander."
"Thank you Sir." Zoarial said, getting up.
"Do you have the duty shift ?"
"No sir .. I am not due on until zero eight hundred tomorrow .. I just came up before going to .. Unpack."
The Admiral smiled, nodding for Carl to follow him into the waiting lift .. It seemed the choice to come or stay was now moot, as the doors closed and they headed down.
Entering the Transporter room, both Mc and Carl unconsciously straightened their uniform ..
"Everything ready Chief ?" the Admiral asked.
"There was a delay Sir .. But they're ready to come aboard now."
"Energize." Carl ordered .... Seconds later, four Romulans materialized on the Raven-A .... Mc stepped forward, as did the Romulan Commander ..
"I am Admiral Mc 7 of 9 .. This is my Executive Officer .. Commander Torek."
The Commander nodded to Carl, then introduced his men in turn ..
Even though Torek didn't show any signs, he hadn't failed to notice that the weapons Specialist, Sublieutenant Jaren, hadn't taken his eyes off him since they beamed aboard ! ..........
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Post by isis on Jan 12, 2007 23:32:08 GMT
--However long ago on Romulus--
A young girl opened her 3 year-old eyes. She noticed her mother sitting on her bed crying.
"What?" asked the girl.
"They told me what they are going to do to you." Came the reply.
The girl looked at her mother and turned around as the cell door opened.
No. Not a cell. It was more of a sort-of pit.
"Do you need me." The guards were asked. The looked at the girl and then at the mother. The leader motioned towards the slumped, tearful woman. One of the men behind him walked over and injected her with a blue liquid. She screamed.
The girl watched, a single tear running down her face.
"Lets get on with it then." Said the lead guard.
"Okay" said Isis, her short legs being lifted out from underneath her as she was dragged to the medical chamber.
--Now, on the Raven--
Isis sat on the sofa in her quarters, a tear running down where another had fallen forty years earlyer. It gained colour as it dropped down her chin, collecting the body paint she had use for her holodeck program, an hour before. Caspian walked over to her and hugged her closely.
"Shh, shh, shh. They wont be here for long." he said.
"Why did my stupid father let them come?"
"Im sure he has his reasons."
"Yeah right!"
"They wont be here for long."
Caspian raised Isis' chin with his right hand, his left brushing away the tear now forming next to her new eye.
"You dont want to be crying too much or you will have to get that eye fixed again!" said Caspian.
"Yes doctor!" said Isis playfully, her antennae wrapping around his. "Carry me." she said.
Caspian held her in his arms and walked to the bed, but stopped. He looked at her and gave a small cough. She nipped his lower lips as she let go of his wrist, giving him his strength back.
"You should stop that." said Caspian, as he put Isis on the bed. "And that!" as she probed his left ear with her tongue.
"Gt ri of Merri!" mumbled Isis.
"Oh. Right." Caspian held Isis' chin away from his ear so he could talk. "Merri?"
"Yes?"
"Could you go and find some thing to do for about an hour."
"Tree." said Isis, who had moved onto Caspian's fingers.
"Okay........" said Merri curiously.
With her head on one side, Merri looked at what Isis was doing, and then looked at the floor in thought.
"You're so disgusting!" said Merri, with a shocked look on her face.
"Take the tribbles." Isis ordered, whilst taking a break. "And your PADD!" she added as she removed it from under her knee.
Merri left with the tribbles following in a line (largest to smallest) as Caspian undid Isis' armour.
--A short while later, on the Raven--
Merri read the PADD in the Stellar Cartography lab as no-one was there. On it was a letter to her from Isis' father. It read
"Wait a few months. She will get a shock! Keep it to yourself!"
Merri smiled to herself, cuddling the tribbles more carefully than normal.
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Post by Scott McLean on Jan 16, 2007 0:52:33 GMT
McLean headed straight down to Main Engineering. He was sure that with a Romulan diplomat on board that a tour was near inevitable. McLean wanted to make sure that the ship was running in tip top shape, not only for the satisfaction of the Romulans or the Admiral but it was also another way for him to keep his mind off his personal problems.
The doors to Main Engineer opened to McLean familiar surroundings. The sound of the warp drive humming was one of the most calming sounds that McLean could think of.
Pulling a PADD out of the cargo pocket in his duty pants McLean looked over his 'To Do' list and began working at the nearest station to the door.
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 16, 2007 23:01:02 GMT
After the introductions, the Captain asked the delegation to follow him to their quarters .. But it seemed that the Romulan Commander had other idea's ..
"Captain .. If I may .." said Tovan, "Would it be possible for you and I to have a 'private' word .. I'm sure your capable First Officer can show my men to their quarters." he finished, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course .. If you could follow me .. We can go to my ready room .. Carl ...." said Mc.
"No problem Sir .. This way." Torek said, pointing toward a nearby turbo-lift.. As they entered, Carl spoke.
"Deck three." then continued casually, "Oh .. It seems your Security Clearances were misplaced somewhere between your government and Star fleet .. So I will need you to drop into our Security Office to have them redone ... OK." he finished, grinning to himself as the three looked at each other, less than comfortably, though he could almost 'feel' Javen's eyes boring into him ...
As the lift doors opened, Torek stepped out, followed by the three Romulan Officers .. None of the three had uttered a word up to now, and Carl was beginning to feel ignored ..
"Due to the current mission profile." he continued, "We are short of VIP Staterooms .. So .. Sublieutenant Javen and you Centurion .. Will be in this room .. While the Commander and Subcommander will be next door." Yevin followed his gaze and entered the next room alone ...
"When will I be allowed into the Science areas ?" asked Donark as he entered their room.
"I'm sure the Captain is discussing that very thing with your Commander as we speak .. But you won't be allowed access to many areas until the clearances are processed." Carl explained.
"We have been given 'full' access to your .. Ship .. Commander." said Javen, almost spitting the rank out, as he spoke for the first time.
"That .... As I explained earlier .. Is for the Captain to confirm .. But you will not be getting full access to the Raven." Torek said, now almost eye to eye with the Romulan Sublieutenant ...
Javen took a small step back, then glancing at his new room-mate, entered .. he turned to face Torek before the door closed ..
"Until later ... Commander ..." he said, smiling.
"Lieutenant ..." said Carl, returning the smile, at least until the door finally closed, then it dropped from his face, to be replaced by a frown .. Thinking hard .. Carl headed for the Bridge ..........
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2007 11:57:35 GMT
Zoarial reckoned that he could have some fun with the Romulans. One looked fairly fresh and should be easily convinced of things that in fact weren't true, another one seemed so experienced that he would be shocked by some 'crude' manners, the third one looked regularly okay and the forth one was prone to become Zoarial's target this mission.
Not that he was planning to be a nuisance, but should a day occur that Zoarial wouldn't feel great, he'd have someone to vent his frustrations, which he was happy to know.
Without showing much interest in the four, Zoarial casually followed them and Carl to the quarters up till the point that his own bunk was in another direction. He nodded and entered an opposite hallway.
It didn't take him long to find his quarters and he was about to crash down on his bed to play a solid two hours of SET! when he remembered that there could be a CMO aboard that might be interested to see him again. So immideately upon landing on the pillow, Zoarial shot up again and went to sickbay to see if E'Liana was there.
With the usual rudeness he entered without knocking and found the nurse there.
"Is Doctor Be'Tor around?" Zoarial inquired.
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Post by elianabetor on Jan 19, 2007 23:34:43 GMT
Joy raised an eyebrow at the Klingon navigation officer. "Try the office..." she replied in an equally gruff manner. She couldn't help but smile at Zoarial's grin; she liked Klingons, they were almost as abrupt as herself.
E'Liana looked up from her computer screen and smiled at Zoarial who was leaning on the doorframe. She was glad that the medical office didn't have a door...
She raised an eyebrow at the unusually quiet Klingon. "Can I help you? I'm assuming it's not a medical problem..."
He didn't reply, instead choosing to come in and stand closer to the desk.
She looked at him, puzzled. "Feel free to sit down, I just have this-" she indicated the two PADDs on the desk "-to add to the system then I'm done for the day. Joy's doing the night shift with our disgraced Bajoran...he's not allowed to work alone just yet...so what can I do for you, Zoarial?"
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 21, 2007 13:11:19 GMT
Carl was checking the Operations console when the call came in from the Star-base ..
"Sir .." said the duty Helm Officer, "We have received our clearances for departure from Star-base Command."
"Very well .. Ask them to please stand by." he replied, taking his seat then tapping his Comms badge ..
=^= Commander Torek to Captain =^=
=^= Go ahead Carl =^= said Mc.
=^= Sir .. We are free to leave whenever you are ready .. The Dock-master is awaiting orders to disengage umbilicals and moorings =^=
=^= Get us clear for departure I'll .. We .. Will be on the Bridge shortly =^=
As the connection with Admiral Mc7 was broken, Carl tapped his badge once again ..
=^= Torek to Engineering =^=
=^= McLean =^=
=^= We are about to get under way .. Anything i should know ? =^=
=^= No Commander .. We're ready when you are =^=
=^= Thanks Scott .. Bridge out =^=
"Helm .. Disengage all moorings and umbilicals .. Get us on internal power."
"Aye Sir." she said, then moments later, "We are now on internal power. Free and clear to maneuver Sir."
"Thankyou." said Carl, as the Captains ready room door opened and both the Admiral and the Romulan Commander stepped onto the bridge .. As the Captain took his seat, Carl got up, motioning for Commander Tovan to take his seat .. Tovan barely acknowledged Torek's gesture, obviously 'expecting' nothing less .. Carl decided that it would be the last time he made that gesture !
"Starbase Command says we're free to leave Sir." said the Helm Officer ...
It was up to the Admiral to order departure, so they awaited his word ..........
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Post by Mc7_of_9 on Jan 24, 2007 21:37:12 GMT
The doors to the ready room parted and the Admiral and the Romulan Commander passed through them to enter the Bridge. Mc7 headed straight for his seat in the center of the Bridge, and Commander Tovan sat in the recently vacated XO seat. His displeasure at not being in the main command chair was obvious, but not one mc7 was about to rectify. Once seated mc7 tapped a few buttons on his arm rest, checking the status reports from the various departments heads to ensure that the ship was indeed ready to put to space, and once satisfied opened his mouth and said,
Mr Zoarial, take us out please. Once clear of the Starbase's navigation control, set course for the Calgorty system.
~~~~Viewing Platform 8 Alpha, Starbase Belicose~~~~
As the two giant doors parted, light began to spill out from the hollow interior of the Starbase. Running lights strobed from above and below, and from the left and right hand sides of the doors, guiding the Raven out into the vaccum of deep space. Slowly, the Raven nudged forward ever so slightly, like a creature just awoken from it's slumber and starting to stretch. Gradually, the ship started to pick up some speed, and it's maneuvering thrusters begun to fire more rapidly. As the ship moved forward, edging closer and closer too to the now open doors, a young girl looked up to her dad and asked,
Daddy, will that ship hit the wall?
No sweetheart, it's going to pass through those big doors and go out into space. Would you like to see out there sometime?
Yes Daddy, that sounds like fun
And with that comment, the little girls dad knew what next week's activity would be, a trip on one of the commercial shuttles to let her see the wonders that lay out there.
~~~~Bridge, USS Raven~~~~
Now that the Raven had cleared the Starbase and was on course to the Calgorty system to begin their scan of the planets in that system, mc7 could begin the real mission at hand.
Commander Tovan, I have arranged for a small welcoming event in our observation lounge in an hour, to officially welcome you and your crew aboard the Raven. I thought it would give both your crew and mind and chance to talk on an unofficial level to begin with. You have an hour before it is due to begin. Would you like me to have someone show you to your quarters to freshen up?
That would be acceptable
The Admiral nodded to one of the security officers stationed at the back of the Bridge, who stepped forward and asked the Romulan delegation to follow him, which they did.
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 28, 2007 21:07:11 GMT
Carl had returned to his quarters to change .. The Admiral had stipulated Full Dress Uniform for this little 'get-together' ... As he dressed, he remembered that he'd never really liked the Dress Uniform, it never seemed to fit, and the collar was always at least a size too small. He knew he'd end up running his fingers round it to ease the chaffing, before the night was through .. Leaving his quarters, he headed for the Observation Lounge, and the 'party' .. Several of the female Officers smiled as he passed them, making him even more self-conscious .. Entering the Lounge, he was met by one of the stewards, who asked what he wanted to drink .. He didn't need to give the question a lot of thought .. "Brandy." he said, then wandered over to the massive windows. As he looked round the room, the doors opened and Commander Tovan, along with Subcommander Yevin entered. He walked over, but stood off to one side as the two seemed deep in a private conversation .. Once they had done, he asked if they would like a drink. Commander Tovan was about to answer but a frowning Yevin got in first .. "Romulan ale .. You 'do' have Romulan ale on board I assume !" "Romulan ale please." he said to the steward, who gratefully scampered off to fill the order .. As they waited, the Romulan's totally silent, Carl wondered if it was going to be a 'long' night .......... < tag : All >
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Post by jared on Jan 29, 2007 21:41:03 GMT
Jared could little see the point of attempting to impress the Romulans. This was after all an Intrepid. Small with a flawed design. Also, being able to land on a planet was not all that great, despite what many Intrepid crew might claim. Hell, the Jonah had managed to land all those centuries ago. No, the trick was leaving again.
As it was, it was more the Romulans that Jared couldn't understand the point of. As a rule, Jared and every other Venturer had made a point of avoiding the Romulan military. Whilst the people as a whole were no more or less likable than anyone else, the military was known to use underhand tactics. After all, the point was winning, not how the game was played. So whichever way this would turn out, the Romulans would gain something from it. Either the Federation would be lulled into complacency towards Romulan dealings or something was going to go hideously wrong.
Jared finished putting his dress uniform on, threw the comb across the room into a tub for no good reason and left. At the room of the function, Jared entered to see the obligatory blue liquid served. Now given that Romulan ale was still illegal because unstructured fun wasn't meant to be had on Federation planets, this would mean that the Raven had a ferret too. Tomorrow would be the day for finding out who it was...
Jared noticed E'Liana in the room too. She looked as bored as Jared knew he was going to be in a few minutes time. He sidled up to her. 'A prize for anyone who can arrange an accident' he offered her a silvery coin 'What's that?' 'Money. You can spend it at Multo for proper fun' <E'Liana>
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Post by isis on Jan 29, 2007 22:18:58 GMT
"Now, Commander! You do know Romulan ale is still illegal here don't you?"
Cal walked up to where the two Romulans and Commander Torek stood. She looked at Tovan with slight distaste.
"What on...... Who is this woman?" said Tovan.
"This is Lt. Isis, our Chief Science officer." Torek replied. Isis this is Commander Tovan and Subcommander Yevin."
"It was Major Tovan of the Tal Shiar when last we met was it not? No you're too young."
"You probably mean my father...... How would you know him?"
"You could ask my mother that. No wait. I remember now...... She was murdered."
"And how would that apply to me?"
"Well it's obvious, isn't it? My mother was murdered by your father."
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Post by elianabetor on Jan 29, 2007 23:30:33 GMT
E'Liana stood in the corner of the room with her glass of ominous blue liquid hating every moment she was there. She was attempting to calculate the amount of time she would need to be here before she could leave without it being seen as impolite. She could see the medical advisor from the Romulan vessel edging towards her and E'Liana had managed to skilfully hide so far.
The doors swished open and admitted Reman Jared. She hadn't had much time to speak with him, and only knew him a bit, but since Zoarial wasn't here ~Where IS he?~ she casually made her way towards him, and saw him doing likewise.
'A prize for anyone who can arrange an accident' he offered her a silvery coin that he wielded between his fingers.
She looked at him, confused. 'What's that?' Briefly she wondered if her relief were too sudden.
'Money. You can spend it at Multo for proper fun'.
'Riiiight'
There was a moment of awkward silence betfore Jared's typical bluntness came into view. 'You look as bored as I feel'.
E'Liana raised an eyebrow. 'Quite the charmer aren't you?...but yes, I am bored. I'm afraid I don't really like Romulans. I hate to generalise but the militia are terrible. I hate what they did during the Romulan-Klingon conflict and they just seem...slimy...in general.' She whispered the latter part to him, wishing that they were anywhere else.
'Have you spoken to any yet?' She asked Jared. She had the feeling it was going to be a 'no'.
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'I haven't yet...in truth I've been hiding from them but I know that won't last forever.' She siged heavily. All she wanted to do was curl up in her warm bed with Lursa. E'Liana had a moment of blind panic as she tried to remember if she had fed her cat or not. She had.
E'Liana glanced around the room at the various forced conversations and felt the urge to refil her questionable drink. She tugged on the collar of her dress uniform self-consciously, hoping people wouldn't notice how unused and sparkly white it was.
'I think it was a mistake to have this as a formal occasion.' She said to Jared. 'I think they should've just made it a bit more casual - less stress' She said, inclining her head at Jared's own hand which was fiddling with his rather tight sleeves.
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'Drink?' She said, lifting her now empty glass. 'Personally I think it's ghastly but I need something to get me through this. If I start to talk about Qo'Nos, then please cut my supply off...'
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