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Post by Carl Torek on Oct 17, 2006 17:19:41 GMT
As Carl listened to idea's concerning the issue of Admiral Mc7 of 9's behavior, and the situation the Raven now found themselves in, he noticed the Councellor rising from her seat, moving around the table to sit by him ..
"What exactly are you thinking right now .. Whatever it is it seems important .. I can tell !" she whispered.
Carl, not surprised Arya had picked up on his thoughts, explained his idea. Pointing out that it was just that. An idea, nothing concrete ...
"Why didn't you say so .. That could be important !" Arya said, finally convincing him to speak up .. He waited for a lull in the conversation ...
"Captain .. This may well sound crazy .. But ....." he hesitated, looking again at the Councellor, who gave him a smile of encouragement.
"Go ahead Lieutenant." said the Captain, hoping to mirror his wife's urging.
"Well ..." Carl began, "What if the isn't OUR Admiral !"
The room was totally silent, so he had no choice but to continue ..
"What if the Colonist's, somehow, have access to, or have obtained, Cloning technology ... I scanned, albeit briefly, the personnel records of the people assigned to the Colony .. Apart from the usual Doctors and Medical staff .. There's no-one down there remotely qualified to carry out this kind of work .. It doesn't mean they haven't used it .. A third party maybe, someone interested in what New London has to offer, could have done the work for them !"
"Why did he attempt to destroy the Colony the moment he was up here though ?" asked Zoarial.
"That's where my idea kinda falls apart." Carl admitted, embarrassingly, "But lets say that memory engrams from the real Admiral didn't have time to fully develop in the clone .. Thus he wanted 'our' Admiral, and the Colony fully destroyed before he was discovered."
"So ... Mc7 could still be down there ?" someone stated.
"It's possible yes." said Carl, "Slim, as I said, it was a random thought, one the Councellor talked me into voicing."
Captain Smith didn't need time to 'mull over' the idea ..
=^= Captain to Operations =^=
=^= Opps sir =^=
=^= Begin a scan on New London .. Narrow the search area to One Hundred square meters at a time .. Checking for Borg Bio-sign's ... =^=
=^= Sir ... That could take us at leas ........ =^=
=^= I'm WELL aware of how long it will take, Ensign, So the sooner you begin, the sooner you will finish ! =^=
=^= Aye Sir =^=
"OK Carl .. Thankyou .. That's certainly something for us to be getting on with ..." said Captain Smith, looking round the Officers, "Any more thoughts on our situation ?"
At that moment, Doctor BeTor walked in, she headed for her seat, placing several PADDS down in front of her before nodding a curt 'Hello' to all in the room.
"Doctor .. Thankyou for getting up here so quickly .. Carl has put forward an interesting idea but I'd like to hear what you have found first !"
"Well ........." began E'liana ..........
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2006 19:45:54 GMT
Whilst the Doctor was apprising everyone present of the results of the tests, Steve stared into thin air. Everything around him went on with him not noticing it. After all the excitement of having the Admiral back on the Raven and his subsequent behaviour was not as much a shock as what he was feeling now.....they could even possibly have the WRONG Admiral. That in itself didnt seem right, but that was the best plausible explanation that they had right now.
'Why else would he want the inhabitants on the planet destroyed?' He asked himself in his daze. 'That way there would be no way to trace the real Admiral, and he could cause irrepairable damage to the Raven, and even Starfleet.'
Steve shook his head to clear that current thought from his head, and in doing so, he pulled himself of of his daze......not as if anyone seemed to notice though.
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Post by Carl Torek on Oct 20, 2006 22:49:26 GMT
Torek had been listening as the Doctor had begun her report on the Admiral .. Suddenly his Comms badge bleeped .. Tapping it, as he smiled apologetically to the room, he spoke quietly ..
=^= Torek =^=
=^= Ensign Torell Lieutenant .. I'm picking up something on sensors but it's very intermittent .. I cant make head nor tail of it =^=
Carl looked at the Captain, who had clearly heard every word ...
"Go take a look Lieutenant .. It may well be something useful."
He got up from his seat, nodding to the other Officers, left the table and entered the Bridge .. Going straight to the Opps station, he looked at the data displayed.
"There .. There it is again, see !" said the Ensign, frustrated.
"What .. Yes .. There .. I see it too now." said Torek, as the reading changed slightly for a fraction of a second, before returning to normal, "Can we narrow the scan any more ?"
"I'm at the minimum now Sir .. If i reduce the area any more, the signal is missing entirely." she replied.
"OK .. Run a full analysis the next time it appears .. Lets see what the computer comes up with."
The sensor blip was there again, but this time the computer grabbed, and analyzed all the data, taking less than a second to come up with a conclusion .. Carl re-ran the test before tapping his Comms badge ...
=^= Torek to Captain =^=
=^= You have found something Lieutenant ? =^=
=^= Yes Sir .. We have .. A positive Borg bio-sign =^=
Everyone in the room was quiet now as Smith and Torek spoke...
=^= Is it located in New London ? =^= asked the Captain, wondering just 'how' they had missed it earlier.
=^= No Sir .. not exactly 'in' New London ... Reading's indicate it is One thousand seven hundred and seventy six meters below the surface .. And moving =^= ..........
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Post by Carl Torek on Oct 25, 2006 21:36:31 GMT
While the Captain was still speaking to the rest of his Senior Staff, Carl decided to move the Raven in readiness .. If the Captain decided to act he'd want things in place... "Helm." he began, "Put us into a Geo-stationary orbit directly above that Bio-Sign." "Security." he continued, "Send two more Officer's to the Brig .. Under 'NO' circumstances must the Admiral be allowed out of there." He was thinking quickly .. Captain Smith and Commander Reynolds would need all the information available .. Carl didn't want to leave anything to chance ! "Computer .. Take all transporter systems off-line .. Authorization .. Torek--Alpha-Kilo-Two-Eight." "Transporters off-line." confirmed the ship's computer. He turned to the Duty Science Officer .. "Keep a solid lock on that Borg Bio-sign Ensign." "I'm trying to Sir .. But I'm having some difficulty." she said, frowning while adjusting her settings constantly, before continuing, "The Bio-sign is either going even deeper below the surface .. Or ....." "Or what ? ....." Torek prompted. "Or .. The signal itself is steady .. And it's the Bio-sign that's fading .. Sir." .......... < tag : All >
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2006 19:17:16 GMT
<Feel free to carry on with anything extra from the meeting, but I want to move this on now.>
A few minutes after Carl had left for the bridge, Steve waited for a gap in the proceedings. Once he caught an opportunity, he stood up.
"Those have all been very good ideas, and insights." He said, looking around the room at the remaining occupants. "Now does anyone have any final ideas, or questions?" He asked, again looking around the room.
No-one else seemed to have anything further to say. "Ok then, this meeting is now adjourned. Keep me updated as to your progress concerning the admiral....Dismissed." He said, turning to his padd on the desk.
He picked up his padd and headed towards the exit. He was the last to leave. Heading to the bridge, he couldn't help but think. 'I wonder what Carl got called away for. Let's hope it's not more bad news.' At that precise time, his commbadge chirped:
=^= Torek to Captain =^=
=^= You have found something Lieutenant ? =^=
=^= Yes Sir .. We have .. A positive Borg bio-sign =^=
=^= Is it located in New London ? =^= asked the Captain, wondering just 'how' they had missed it earlier.
=^= No Sir .. not exactly 'in' New London ... Reading's indicate it is One thousand seven hundred and seventy six meters below the surface .. And moving =^=
Steve turned his walk into a run and made his way to the bridge at his fastest speed, nearly knocking a few people over in the process. As soon as the bridge doors opened he made his way to Carl.
"Lieutenant, report." He ordered, trying to catch his breath.
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Post by Carl Torek on Oct 27, 2006 0:44:16 GMT
Carl had been trying, without much success, to enhance the reading's from the sensors as the Captain, seeming short of breath, came over to him from the turbo lift ..
"Report Lieutenant."
Torek moved to one side so the Captain could see the display more clearly, but as he pointed out a specific reading, it seemed Smith missed it .. Carl transfered the data to the main screen ..
"There Captain .. See .. A second Borg Bio-sign .. Weak and getting weaker I'm afraid."
"Is it the Admiral ?" he asked, failing, or choosing, to ignore the puzzled glances from the other's on the Bridge.
"It's possible yes .." answered Carl, "But at this range, plus allowing for the signal's current depth it's impossible to confirm .. One thing is certain .. It is Borg !"
But it it 'our' Borg, Smith thought .. not realizing he'd almost inaudibly spoken.
"Sir ?" Carl asked.
"What's our location in relation to the signal ?"
"Geo-stationary .. directly over it." replied Carl.
Smith was silent as he took his seat, his eyes never leaving the view screen ..
"OK .. Helm .. Place us in a lower orbit .. Let's see if we can't narrow the options down a little .. After all ..." the Captain said, smiling at Carl, "It's not as if they don't know we are here .. Is it !" ..........
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Post by Mc7_of_9 on Oct 27, 2006 11:49:06 GMT
As the two security officers entered the Brig they immediately knew something was wrong. The distinctive low hum of the security Field that covered the entrance to each of the cells was absent, which meant that none of the cells were currently in use. A split second after noticing this, the taller of the two officers seen a heap lying in the corner of one of the cells. While he went to investigate the other called the bridge.
"Jones to Torek. Sir, we have a problem. The Admiral has escaped from the brig."
A look from the second security officer told Jones all he needed to know about the heap in the corner of the cell, who turned out to be their colleague,
"And Lt Rollins is dead sir."
Seconds after relaying the somber news to the bridge the lighting throughout the ship dimmed slightly as the ship was bathed in a red flashing glow, accompanied by a klaxon. Red Alert had just been sounded, and all crew were now reporting to their duty stations.
On the bridge efforts were already underway to try to find the rouge officer who was now a wanted on murder charges, but these first scans were proving to be fruitless.
"What do you mean you can find him on sensors? He's the only Borg aboard, I would hope it's not that difficult to detect him!"
An obviously frustrated Steve called over the bridge to Torek.
"I'm trying some alternative search patterns now Sir. As soon as I have anything I'll make sure you know."
The Raven was now buzzing with activity, but would that activity come up with the solution they needed before mc7 struck again was the question on everyone on the bridges mind.
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Post by newestmember on Oct 29, 2006 0:21:24 GMT
Arya took in all of what was happening and she wasn't sure what to do about it. She wished she could be more helpful, but she had no clue what to do. It wasn't long before the acting Captain left for the bridge.
"We haven't been adjourned. We must come up with a plan to get..." Arya started then heard an announcement about the guy in the brig had gotten out. She cursed in her mind.
"Alright, now we need to know how to get that imposter back and how to rescue our captain. Does anyone have any ideas?" She said a little annoyed. She did her best not to show it.
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Post by Carl Torek on Oct 29, 2006 11:01:12 GMT
Torek, along with a junior Science Officer, were trying to make some sort of headway in finding the clone of Mc7 .. They were getting no-where fast .. Carl could see why .. The clone had accessed and reconfigured internal sensors with a recurring algorithm, effectively blocking the sensors from detecting Borg bio-signs .. They were going to be of no use at all for some time ... "Sir." said Carl, just as frustrated as the Captain himself looked, "There's no way we can track Mc7 using the Raven's sensors .. But there may be another option ..." "Lieutenant .. I'm open to almost 'any' suggestion at this point in time .. go ahead." "I know it's a long-shot .. But as he cant get off the ship .. What about asking Commander McLean if he could modify a shuttles sensors to scan the ship from the outside .. If it stays inside the shields there would be no need to drop them .. We could scan for bio-signs 'through' the hull .. It wouldn't be accurate but would give us the area he's in." "It does sound like a bit of a long-shot." Smith replied, skeptically "Yes .. I know .. Frankly I'm not even sure it could work but it's all i have at the moment .. Unless he's seen in person." The Captain tapped his Comms badge and spoke .. =^= Captain to McLean =^= =^= McLean =^= =^= Scott .. How long to modify a shuttle's sensors to scan for Borg bio-signs ? =^= =^= They can do that already Sir .. To some extent =^= =^= Through the Raven's hull ? =^= There was a slight pause from Commander McLean before he replied .. =^= Can you give me a few moments Captain .. I'll get right back to you .. =^= "Erm ... What about gas ..." asked the junior Operations Officer quietly. Both Smith and Torek turned to look at her. "It would be tricky .. We can't even be sure if the fake Admiral has the same physiology as the real one .." she finished, wishing she'd kept quiet. "We 'could' get all the Senior Staff and a few Security Staff onto the Bridge and flood the rest of the ship .. Simply knock everyone out then we go searching for him." Torek said, mulling the idea over, "It's an option Ensign .. Thankyou." he said, nodding toward the console in front of her, "Keep trying to get something." "Keep that idea in mind Carl." said Captain Smith, "It may well be our last resort if the clone manages to get near any other vital systems." "Aye Sir ..." .......... < tag : Cmdr McLean / Cptn / Mc7 of 9 >
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2006 21:04:42 GMT
Times were hard.....and it was also running out. Steve had a Borg running loose on the Raven, and also a dimishing Borg signal on the surface of the planet.
'Never again will I wish for a mission with some action.' He thought, shaking his head. Right now any option given to him was a viable one. He was not liking the direction this was all heading in. Hopefully, Cmdr McLean would soon get back to them with at least some good news.
All the while, the 'Admiral' was still on the loose, and Steve wanted to at least go some way to catching him before any more harm was done. He sighed and tapped pressed the comm panel on the arm of his chair.
=/\= Smith to Security. I want double security details doing a deck by deck sweep of the entire ship. We MUST find the Admiral.=/\= He ordered, getting angry with himself for allowing this to happen.
=/\= But sir, do you know how long will take? =/\= Came the puzzled reply.
=/\= Yes, I know how long it will take. But it is something you will just have to deal with. I also want you heavily armed......the hostile is to be considered extremely dangerous. =/\=
=/\= Aye, sir. Security out. =/\= The link was cut, and Steve was sure he could sense a bit of fear in the officer's voice.
Steve was berating himself because he knew that he should have done more when they first rescued the Admiral...he felt that he should have properly checked him over before he went anywhere near the bridge. But exactly how do you stand in the way of an ex-Borg admiral?
He sat down in his chair and paused for a moment. Then something occured to him. He turned to Carl.
"Mr Torek, we seem to be putting all our emphasis into re-capturing our runaway admiral, but not on the Borg signal on the planet. I know we are in a lower orbit, but we need to find the source of that signal before we lose it. I want you to organise another Away Team to go on a search and rescue mission, but place it on standby for a little while, until we know more about whats going on up here."
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 2, 2006 19:00:29 GMT
After speaking to the Captain, Carl checked the duty rosters trying to put together an away-team .. He needed both Security Officer's and at least one Medic .. If the Admiral was indeed injured, and going by the current bio-sign readings, he wasn't in the best of health, he would need medical attention, and straight away.. Torek also needed the team to have the right skills ...
He tapped his Comms badge ..
=^= Lieutenant Torek to Chief Security Officer =^=
=^= CTSO =^= he answered.
=^= Sir .. The Captain has asked me to put together an away-team .. Could you arrange for Six of your staff to be available and ready to leave when required ? =^=
=^= Heavily armed or covert ? =^=
=^= Rifles and side-arms should surfice .. Also .. I'd prefer .. If possible .. That they have some climbing and caving experience too =^=
=^= No problem there .. Anything else ? =^=
=^= Pattern enhancers .. Two sets .. Beaming into the caverns will be tricky enough .. But beaming out will be almost impossible without the enhancers =^=
=^= I'll have them ready to leave Lieutenant .. CTSO out =^=
Carl than tapped his badge once again ..
=^= Torek to Commander BeTor =^=
=^= Yes Lieutenant .. What can i do for you ? =^=
=^= I will need a medic on standby for a possible away mission =^=
=^= You will need a Doctor too Lieutenant if you are going to the surface for the Admiral .. Contact me when you require our presence .. We will be ready .. Out =^=
Carl double-checked his preparations then spoke to the Captain ..
"Sir .. The away-team is standing by .. Security plus Medical."
"Good .. How's the lock on the signal ?" Smith asked.
"Steady now we are in the lower orbit .. The Admiral is still almost two thousand meters below the surface .. But his bio-signal isn't getting any weaker .. At least for the moment."
"Thank you Mr Torek."
Carl knew full well that the clone was becoming a major concern .. He had not been sighted for well over an hour, and with absolutely no means of getting off the ship, the possibility of the cloned Admiral destroying himself, along with the Raven itself, was becoming a very REAL concern ! ..........
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 3, 2006 12:25:18 GMT
He had been waiting for some time, much longer, and he would be missed. He was constantly checking the conduit for signs of anyone else, because he would not have been able to explain his presence .. When the clone of Admiral Mc7 of 9 tapped him on the shoulder, he almost jumped out of his skin with fright ...
"Whoa ..." he almost shouted, "You frightened the life out of me ... Sir."
"Not quite all of it ... Now ... Did you bring what I asked ?" the clone said, sarcastically.
He handed the clone two items ...
"The PADD contains the Override Access Codes .. The phaser is not on the Raven's weapons manifest and is fully charged." he explained, needlessly. Pausing a few seconds before continuing, "Sir .. No-one has any idea where you are .. Why not take a shuttle and get away from the ship ?"
"Oh ... I can do much much more than just escape now I have the codes." said the clone smiling, "But you are wrong about no-one knowing my whereabouts .. But I'm about to rectify that issue."
As the clone turned he fired, at point-blank range, causing the point of impact to glow almost white hot before vanishing from sight in a storm of free molecules .. Grinning, the clone placed the phaser on his belt and looked at the PADD .. Activating it, he spoke ...
"Computer .. Access life support systems."
"Command access code required."
He smiled as he touched the PADD to send the pre-programmed code .. Then frowned ..
"Incorrect Command code." said the ship's computer.
He looked closely at the PADD then resent the code ..
"Incorrect Command code .. Lockout fail-safe will automatically activate on the next wrong code entry." the computer stated, matter-of-factly...
He looked at the point where he'd just fired his phaser, and screamed ...
"NOOO." before throwing the useless PADD against the bulkhead ..
Looking round, he saw what he needed, and stepped on the first rung of a very long ladder .....
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On the Bridge ..
The computer had detected the weapons fire and had sent an alarm to Torek's console ..
"Captain .. Phaser fire ..One shot !"
"Where ?" Smith demanded.
"Deck four .. Section seven." Carl replied.
The Captain hit his Comms badge ...
"Security to deck four section seven .. Activate all emergency bulkheads .. Lock down and seal off that area .. NOW !"
It seems the clone may have finally made a mistake ..........
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Post by elianabetor on Nov 6, 2006 19:17:52 GMT
E'Liana heard the message from the comm system and looked towards Nurse Packer. "Feel like an outing, Joy?" She asked the elder woman.
Joy looked up from her PADD and grinned. "I'd be delighted. I suppose we'll have to find out where he is sooner or later. It's most odd...clones and whatnot. But - " she sighed "The Admiral needs our help." She put down her PADD at went to get a medkit for each of them.
"Indeed he does" She muttered almost to herself, wondering when she had stopped being a Doctor and started being an Admiral-hunter. E'Liana picked up her own PADD on the results she had from the limited amount of tests they had managed to complete on the clone before he left and made her way to the door, waiting for Joy.
"Grilka" she called to the office. A small ridged head appeared out of it. "Go to our quarters and stay there, please. It's not safe at the moment. I want you to look after Lursa, make sure she's fed. If you want any food, you can use the replicator. Please don't leave. If you need to, contact the Bridge. In an EMERGENCY. ok?"
Grilka looked at her sulkily. "I don't want to go. I want to go with you. I want to help. I can fight, I'm a warrior." Her eyes glinted dangerously.
"No. You can help by staying here. Please promise me."
The young girl muttered something in Klingon and went on her way.
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 6, 2006 20:42:44 GMT
Security was moving in rapidly on the clones position .. Whether they would get to him in time, was another matter, he wasn't any ordinary escapee ..
Captain Smith was pacing the Bridge like a large cat deciding just when to pounce on a hypnotized deer .. 'Come on .. get down there' he thought impatiently ..
=^= Security to Bridge =^=
The Captain stopped in his tracks and replied..
=^= Bridge .. Have you got him ? =^=
There was a distinct hesitation from the Security Officer before replying ..
=^= Sorry Captain .. He's not in this section =^=
While the Captain was talking to Security, Doctor Be'Tor and a nurse entered the Bridge. They headed over to Torek, who had turned to talk to the Officer still at Opps ..
"Sir." she said, frowning and concerned, "The reading on the Borg bio-sign are fading."
"Let me take a look at those readings !" said the Doctor, Leaving no room for debate, "Is this depth reading correct ?"
"Yes Commander .. One thousand nine hundred forty meters."
"Then we need to get down there and retrieve the Admiral .. If i can't stabilize his bio-signs .. He's going to die !"
Carl tapped his Comms badge ..
=^= Away team Alpha .. assemble in transporter room one .. On the double =^=
The Captain was looking at BeTor ..
"It's THAT serious ?" he asked, knowing the answer.
"If 'Life threatening' is serious enough .. Then yes !"
The Captain had some decisions to make .. Quickly ..........
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2006 20:55:23 GMT
The longer Steve left it, the more touble the real Admiral would be in. He had to do something now. If he didnt, then the real Admiral could die, and the intruder could do some serious damage to the ship....and Steve wasn't about to let either of those possibilities come to fruition.
Steve then quickly ran to the captain's chair and checked a few things on the arm console, and then went back to Carl.
"Mr Torek, you and the Doctor head down to the transporter room now. As soon as you get there, head down to the planet immediately. We must help the Admiral at all costs. We'll take care of things up here." He said, knowing full well that it was going to be a task and a half to capture the imposter.
Carl nodded and began to leave. Before he got to the turbolift, Steve called out to him: "Don't you worry about us to here either. Just focus on your mission, we will be fine!" He said, with a smile of confidence for both Carl and the crew onboard.
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Post by newestmember on Nov 7, 2006 4:11:22 GMT
Arya left those still in the meeting to discuss plans and such, and went on the bridge. She saw Carl leaving, and wondered what was going on. She moved over to talk to her husband.
"Okay, we need to find our imposter and soon. If someone is disturbed they will do what they can to hurt themselves, the crew, or the ship. He could be just that, and maybe heading toward engineering. If he isn't doing that, then he might be trying to hide formulating a plan to get out of here. He might even be trying to figure out a way to hurt our Admiral down on the planet," Arya said hoping she could do something, anything really to help out. ~I wish they had let me examine him earlier, then I would know more of what I am up against now.~ She thought, and did her best not to show what she was thinking on her face.
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"Okay, well, what is it you want me to do?" Arya said hoping he would have something in mind.
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 7, 2006 14:11:41 GMT
The Doctor, her nurse, and Carl entered the Transporter room .. Six Security Officers were there waiting, all armed with two carrying the Transporter Pattern Enhancers they would need to beam out from the caverns ..
"As close as I can tell." said the Transporter Chief, "You will beam in Eighty one meters from the Admirals bio-sign .. There are four others with him Sir."
"OK." said Carl, pointing to four of the Security staff, "You four beam in first and secure the area .. We will follow .. No firing unless absolutely necessary !"
"Aye Sir." said the lead Officer as they stepped up on the pad .. Seconds later they were gone.
"When we get down." Torek continued, "Set up the pattern enhancers and remain with them .. We will need to know we have an exit."
Carl felt the tell-tale tingle of the transporter beam as it took hold, the room seemed to fade, reforming almost instantly as a wall of rock as they materialized in the cavern. Carl looked up, 'Two miles between them and the surface' he thought, before putting it out of his mind .. One of the Security Officers had taken out a tricorder and was scanning ahead ..
"Five life-signs .." he whispered to Torek, knowing full well that the sound would travel if they weren't careful and give them away, "Eighty two meters .. That way." he finished, pointing out the direction with his phaser rifle.
They moved forward, closing the distance slowly, fearing they would be discovered before reaching their objective. suddenly, the leading Security Officer stopped and whispered ..
"One life-sign .. Heading this way .. Twenty meters."
"He must not be allowed to give us away .. Understand !" replied Carl, motioning for everyone to hug the walls ... The Officer moved forward and ducked into a small niche, big enough to conceal him. The man wasn't trying to be quiet, there was no need for him to, so he was shocked to be grabbed round the neck in a classic choke hold by the Security Officer. Moving him forward toward the others while covering his mouth, he tightened his grip, letting the man know he meant business .. Carl stepped forward and spoke quietly ..
"Where is the Admiral ?"
"You will .. Not get him back .. He .." the Security Officer loosened his grip, very slightly and the man continued, "He will be dead before .. You can reach him." he chokingly finished.
"How well are your friends armed ?"
"Go ... To ... Hell." he spat.
E'liana stepped forward and touched a hypo-spray to his neck. He fell like a stone as the Security Officer let his limp body go.
"Drag him over there." she said, "That should keep him out for a couple of hours .. More than enough time to complete our task !" she finished.
Carl grinned 'This was a woman you wouldn't mess with' he thought, before signaling to move.
"Let's go get our Admiral." he said ..........
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Post by elianabetor on Nov 7, 2006 14:57:06 GMT
E'Liana casually refilled the hypospray as she watched them drag the now unconscious man to a more convient place for him to sleep it off. She saw Torek grin, but she was merely relieved that they hadn't harmed him too badly; her primary concern was that of her patient, Mc7, but that didn't mean that she wanted to harm others. Another part of her concern, which she kept to herself, was that she was worried what affect it might have on her temper if the others started to fight. Right now, she wasn't too sure that she could control herself in a fight.
She and Joy looked at eachother, and she saw the Nurse take out a hypospray from her medkit and hold it infront of herself threateningly. She wasn't a natural at this.
E'Liana squinted as she tried to look down the darkened area and took out her tricorder.
"We're getting closer." She said to Torek. "I can read the Admiral's lifesigns and I'm afraid he's not in good shape. I'm worried about what that man said, though. Do you think he could have raised the alarm? The others may be able to injure the Admiral and I don't have any way of dealing with poisons or anything like that here, we'd need to get him back on the ship..."
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Her mind was running in overdrive as she went over her somewhat limited tactical training and realised that she would just have to duck and cover. Somehow, she doubted her skill with a Bat'Leth would be much use right now - she might end up doing more harm than good in close quarters...
She looked down at her tricorder. "I think someone's looking for that man we just met...he's getting closer." She looked at Torek, "Our hyposprays are limited and I don't know quite the effect upon their physiology, so I wouldn't recommend relying on me for this one." She raised an eyebrow. "I'm just the Doctor..."
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 7, 2006 15:19:33 GMT
.......... The cavern widened as they reached their goal, and Torek could clearly see the four men guarding the Admiral .. He motioned for Security to move round the outer wall and be ready to open fire when he did, none of the captors must get the chance to get a shot off ! .. He turned and asked the Doctor to stay back. He saw E'liana was deeply worried about Mc's condition .. He was slumped against some crates and looked to be hardly breathing .. "Lieutenant .. I need to get to him now .. His life-signs are almost critical." she said. "I know." Carl replied. He waited until everyone was in position, then took a breath, the four men were talking and none held a weapon, so he stepped forward and opened fire ! Almost instantly, four more beams of pure energy lanced from the darkness, dropping all the captors to the floor unconscious .. "Secure them." said Carl, The Doctor and nurse ran forward to treat the fading Admiral, as one of the Security Officers took out a tricorder and began scanning the immediate area .. "No life-signs close-by Sir." he reported, before helping to tie the captives. "Can you get him on his feet ?" Carl asked, impatient to be out of there. "No .. He can hardly breathe at the moment." BeTor answered. "Then we will have to carry him .. You two .. Organize som ....." "NO." interrupted BeTor, "This man needs treatment just to live .. I intend giving him that treatment !" she finished, turning to help the Admiral. The cavern was quiet as the Doctor continued her work, but Carl was in charge of this away mission, not the Doctor, if it went wrong 'he' would have to answer no her ! "You have five minutes Doctor .. then we go." he said, then stressed the point home as E'liana began to protest, "FIVE MINUTES ... Please ... Do what you can !" .......... < tag : E'liana >
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Post by elianabetor on Nov 7, 2006 17:22:02 GMT
"FIVE MINUTES ... Please ... Do what you can !"
E'Liana managed not to glare at Torek for too long, she had a patient who really needed her help.
Looking at the Admiral, she wondered what it was they had done to him. He was incredibly weak, having sustained internal injuries, perhaps some bleeding. His Borg nanoprobes weren't helping him heal either.
"His borg nanoprobes have stopped helping him, I suppose they managed to deactivate them for the cloning process. I have no idea how to restart them. He's not only injured, but he's on his own. His body's relied on the nanoprobes for so long it doesn't know what to do without them. We can't move him."
After the five minutes were up, Joy looked up, worried. She didn't know what to say so carried on attempting to heal his injuries but then looked up startled. "E'Liana" she called. "He's beginning to regain consciousness. We need to sedate him"
"We can't."
Torek looked at her sharply. "Why not?"
"Well, I don't know if he'll wake up..."
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 7, 2006 19:01:19 GMT
'What next' thought Torek ... "Sir .. Excuse me." said the Lieutenant in charge of the Security detail, "There are life-signs right on the edge of my range .. They're not moving, but that doesn't mean it's going to stay that way." Carl knew that, but what could he do .. He needed to move Mc but could kill him in doing so .. He had to make a decision, so he did ! "Get something we can use as a stretcher .. We'll carry him out." "Aye Sir." the Lieutenant said, and motioning to two of his staff, went looking for something suitable. "Lieutenant Torek .. I will not allow the Admiral to be moved .. He's much too si ....." "COMMANDER !" said Carl, with all the authority he could muster, "I'm moving him .. NOW ! .. If we stay here, we could all perish .. So .. Unless you are relieving me of Command of this away-mission .. Which is well within your rights to do as CMO .. Please do everything you can to ease any discomfort while we get the hell out of here ..." Twenty seconds passed while she faced the Chief Operations Officer and Second Officer of the Raven .. 'Steven has faith in this man or he wouldn't be here' she thought. She knew she could take the mission in a heart beat.. But looking at Mc laying there on the cold, hard stone, she came to a decision of her own .. As the makeshift stretcher arrived, she used the last of her sedative to calm the Admiral while keeping him conscious .. He groaned loudly as the Security Officers lifted him from the floor .. "Gag him." ordered Torek. The look he received from the Doctor could have cut through Titanium, but she complied, gently .. The walk back to the extraction point was agonizingly slow, but they finally made it .. He motioned the stretcher, along with E'liana and her nurse onto the transport point, then touched his Comms badge .. =^= Torek to Raven =^= =^= Raven .. Transporter room =^= Carl recognized the Captains voice. =^= Sir .. We have the Admiral .. Beam them up when ready =^= Seconds later the group had vanished and the Security Lieutenant and Carl stepped into the triangle of the Pattern enhancers .. He smiled as he materialized on the Raven .. "Well done Mr Torek .. Well done." the Captain said, "Get the Admiral to sick bay .. Carl .. You go get cleaned up and I'll see you on the Bridge." As the stretcher left he got a look he couldn't quite put his finger on from E'liana BeTor .. "Yes Sir." said Carl, looking forward to a long, hot, shower .......... OOC : Well everyone .. We have our Admiral back .. All we have to do now is find that pesky clone.
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Post by elianabetor on Nov 7, 2006 21:27:55 GMT
"COMMANDER !" said Carl, with all the authority he could muster, "I'm moving him .. NOW ! .. If we stay here, we could all perish .. So .. Unless you are relieving me of Command of this away-mission .. Which is well within your rights to do as CMO .. Please do everything you can to ease any discomfort while we get the hell out of here ..."
E'Liana glared at him and could feel her ridges flushing with sheer indignation at his cheek to talk to her in that way. However, she knew he had the best interests of them all at heart. She momentairily bared her teeth in annoyance, but knew that she would have to move him.
"This is going to be incredibly slow. We shouldn't be moving him at all so we're going to have to go slowly."
Torek nodded.
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In sickbay, after the longest walk of her life, E'Liana tried to assess the Admiral's condition. Unfortunately it didn't look too good.
The superficial wounds were taken care of now, and the internal bleeding had been stopped through surgery. He was, however, in quite a bad way. He was a deathly pale and appeared to have been deprived of vitimins for a while. It also didn't help that his nanoprobes had been stopped so abruptly. After years of depending on the nanoprobes to heal him, Mc7's body had almost forgotten how to heal on its own and as a result it was slow progress.
Joy finished administering the drip which contained nutrients and walked over to E'Liana. "Can we restart the nanoprobes?" She asked.
"I believe we can, but I don't want to right now. His body has been through extreme trauma. Although they would aid his recovery, I can't tell what the shock of them reactivating will do to his body." She looked at Joy with pure confusion. "There is of course the option of allowing his body to go 'cold turkey'. We have an oportunity here to perhaps make the Admiral completely human. The only problem is that we need to decide before it's too late..."
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Post by Mc7_of_9 on Nov 8, 2006 13:49:12 GMT
Having managed to escape from the emergency bulkheads, which proved to be more of an nuisance than a prison cell, the clone had decided that it was time to leave what was about to become a floating tomb. It had been relatively simple escaping from behind the bulkhead, all he had done was tear the fiber optics from behind the paneling on the side of the tube so that the bulkhead was no longer connected to the computer, unlocking it, and then use a manual pneumatic handle to open the hatch. After making his way through the Jeffery's tubes until he reached cargo bay 3 his plans took a turn for the worst. He had anticipated them taking main the transporter systems offline, but had banked on them forgetting about the cargo transporters. That was not the case. His plan changed within moments, as he re-entered the Jeffreys tubes heading for his new destination.
15 minutes later he cautiously opened the hatchway to his new destination, Shuttle bay 1. After a quick scan of the room he seen only one crewman working in the bay, who was working on one of the shuttles in the maintenance dock. Seconds later, the guard was unconscious, having never known the clone was in the room.
~On the Bridge 15 minutes later~
The Bridge shook along with the rest of the ship, as the the red alert klaxon's sounded once more.
"Sir, We've got unauthorized shuttle launches. Two shuttles have just blown a hole in shuttle bay 1's hanger door and left the ship. Both shuttles have a Borg bio sign, and have gone to warp 3.5 in opposite bearings."
Carl's deputy called from the Ops console.
~Shuttle Bay 1, 5 minutes before shuttle launch~
With a tricorder set to emit false bio readings similar to that of the clone placed in each of the shuttles, the plan was ready to be put into action. The clone went to the weapons locker in the control area of the bay and retrieved a fully charged phaser. Walking over to the transporter he hit tapped a button on the console on the wall and the shuttles rose from the floor of the bay, and fired their phasers, creating a deafening roar as the atmosphere rushed out of the bay before the computer was able to erect a forcefield. AS that happened mc7 activated the cargo transporter which as being powered by the phaser and beamed off of the Raven.
OCC: You gain one Admiral, you lose another. ;-)
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Post by Carl Torek on Nov 8, 2006 16:31:03 GMT
Torek had showered, he hadn't rushed, he really needed the therapeutic effects the shower had on his aching muscles .. He'd put on a clean uniform and was on the way back up to the Bridge to speak to the Captain .. When ...
Suddenly, the ship shuddered, twice in quick succession .. He hit his Comms badge ..
=^= Torek to Bridge .. What's going on ? =^=
=^= The clone is attempting to get off the ship .. He's blown out shuttle bay one's outer doors and disabled the force field =^= Torek recognized the Executive Officer's voice.
=^= That's a lot of explosion for one shuttle =^= Carl said, entering the turbo-lift at a dead run ..
"Bridge !" he ordered.
=^= That's because there was two explosions .. Seconds apart .. He's taken 'two' shuttles =^=
=^= Two ? =^= Carl replied puzzled .. He stood only millimeters from the doors, has the lift halted, he almost vaulted onto the Bridge ...
"Have we got him !!!" he said, looking from the Captain, to the Exec' and back ! ..........
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Post by newestmember on Nov 9, 2006 2:40:43 GMT
OOC: Joint post with Steve Smith.
IC:
Arya had heard the admiral had been rescued and was relieved. She sat down in the seat by the captain's chair and took out a padd writing something down As Arya sat down, Steve moved towards the center chair. "Helm, track those two shuttle for as long as you can...we will need as much information as tho their heading as we can get." Arya looked up from what she was writing. "Why do we need that?" She asked only loud enough for him to hear.
Steve turned to Arya and didn’t exactly have a happy look on his face. "Because.....on one of those shuttles is our fake Admiral...now we don’t know what one. I am not about to just let him get away, so by tracking the course, we can hand the information over to Starfleet Command when we get back home, and they can go searching."
"I don't understand how that information is necessary to have. Anyone could easily change their course making their course no longer a good thing to have," she said and wondered if it was a good idea to be voicing this, even if only he could hear.
Steve began to frown. "That may be so. But by tracking as far as we can is going to help. If we head straight for home, and he keeps changing course, then it is going to be quicker finding him."
"Oh," she said and apologized for being a nuisance. Arya went straight back to what she was working on. Steve went over to Arya. "Look, I am sorry too. But we can’t just do nothing.”
"Don't be sorry, you are right to do so. I shouldn't have said anything. It looks bad if I question what you are doing," she said writing something else. At that, Steve smiled a little. "Well if you don't, then who will?" He replied. "I can't be right ALL the time!" He added, and noticed Arya's padd. "What do you keep writing?"
Arya smiled. "Yes, I guess you are right. As your wife that is part of my job now," she said before chuckling. "I am just putting a report together."
"Ah, I see." Steve replied, laughing a bit. "Yeah, it is."
He patted her arm and turned towards the front of the bridge. "Helm, set a course for Starbase Belicose..Maximum warp." She smiled, and was glad to hear she was heading home. Arya took out another padd putting the first aside. She started making a list of things.
The stars on the viewscreen moved as the ship changed course, and then the Raven jumped to warp. Steve turned back to Arya and saw her with yet another padd. 'I am sure she is up to something' He thought. Arya wondered if a few things would be allowed, and thought about asking. She went ahead with the list though hoping Steve wouldn't mind.
She looked up noticing he was looking at her. She smiled, "Yes?"
Steve just shook his head. "Never mind....It's probably best that I don't know." He replied, returning the smile.
Arya chuckled. "What do you mean, don't know? What are you wondering now?" She asked then wrote something else. She was just about to put the padd away.
"Its best I don’t know what you are writing now." He sat down, and it felt SO good to rest for a bit. She shook her head. "I don't know about that. It’s just a list of things I need to do. Nothing too important that can't wait though. If you want to see it, you can," she said. "No, it's ok. It's nothing I need to know...is it?"
"Well, it couldn't hurt. I was thinking of rearranging our quarters. I also need to see the doctor about something, nothing too big though. I was also thinking about dinner." "Whoa whoa....slow down. What, why, and what?"
She chuckled. "I said rearrange our quarters. I wasn't feeling well a bit ago, and I want to talk to her about it. There is also the thought of eating later. Like what I might prepare," she said realizing he might have only been half listening when she said it the first time.
"Wasn't feeling well in what way?" Steve asked, curiously. "I hope it won’t be too much of a rearrangement though....I hate moving things!" He added, laughing gently.
"And as for dinner.....well, whatever you prepare would be lovely"
She shook her head. "We shall see on dinner and the rearranging. I felt a little dizzy earlier, had to sit down quick or I might have fallen to the deck. It passed though."
"Hmm....I hope so. There isn’t anything you aren't telling me, is there?"
"No, I don't know anything about that right now. I am hoping the doctor will shed some light as to why I was dizzy. Why do u ask that?" "I was just wondering....I wouldn't like it to be any too serious. You know how I worry!"
"Well don't worry dear. I..." Arya stopped and found something was wrong. Things were spinning and she was sitting down.
Steve leaned to Arya and put his hand on her shoulder, looking concerned. "Are you ok?" He asked.
"No, I think I should be beamed to sickbay. I am very dizzy or I would walk there myself," she said quickly closing her eyes. "How about we both go? I can’t just leave you." Steve replied, getting more and more worried by the moment.
"Alright, we can both go then. Now would be good," she said not feeling better just then. Steve held Arya in his arms and pressed the com panel on his chair.
=/\= Bridge to Sickbay, we have a medical emergency. Two to beam directly to Sickbay =/\=
Arya could feel the transporter beaming her out, and continued to keep her eyes closed. "Too bad this is a real emergency. You holding me like this is really nice," she said hoping the dizziness would pass. As they rematerialized in Sickbay, they were sitting on the floor. "I know.....well, there will be plenty more opportunity for that later, like when you are better!" She smiled and opened her eyes finding the deck spinning still, but not as bad. She started to crawl toward the biobed. Steve tried to help her move and helped to up on to the biobed. Arya didn’t look in a good way at all. "Come on sweetheart, you are going to be ok."
"Yes, I know, I am in really good hands," she said hoping the doctor would show, and if not her then a nurse or someone to assist them. Steve gave a smile, "Well, currently you ARE in really good hands.....mine!" He couldn't help but wonder what might be wrong.
"Do you have any idea what could be causing this?"
"No I don't. I have always been in perfect health until recently."
Her thoughts wondered to her prank, but she pushed those thoughts aside. ~I would know more than the doctor if I was like that.~ She thought. Steve had no idea what was going on in Arya's head, and right now, he didn’t even know what to think himself.
"You will be fine, I know you will!"
"Don't worry, dear, I am not dying. I am just really dizzy, and it is clearing up."
"Who said anything about you dying?" Steve said, smiling broadly. "I wouldn’t let that happen anyways." He put his hand on her forehead and crouched down next to her. She took his hand from her forehead and held it in her hands. "No one did. You worry too much," she said chuckling. "What could be taking them?"
"I only worry so much about you my love." Steve looked out into the main part of Sickbay and couldn't see anyone. "Perhaps they are busy dealing with the Admiral."
"Perhaps. Maybe we should activate the EMH," she suggested. "Perhaps.....it's your call." he replied, leaving it up to Arya
"Computer activate the EMH," she said and heard the holographic doctor saying his usual speech.
"I got really dizzy on the bridge when I was sitting down. I am still dizzy, but not as bad." The doctor didn't say anything, but got a tricorder and started to scan her. He started at her head and continued downward stopping at her stomach. She didn't like this.
"Well?" Arya said not being able to take the silence any longer.
"Well, it seems that I can give you something for your symptoms, but it will only stop it for now. It isn't a cure."
"Okay doctor, but you haven't told me what the problem is," Arya said becoming impatient.
"Oh you’re just pregnant." Arya then felt her hand tug down to her side as it seemed apparent that the person on the other end had just fainted. Arya looked over at her husband, and noticed he wasn't standing where he should have been. She looked on the floor. "Oh no, doc, you might want to revive him."
The EMH went and got the hypo sprays ready, then returned first injecting Arya, then kneeling near the commander on the floor pressing the hypo spray to his neck.
Steve leant forward. "I have just had this strange dream." He quickly noticed his surroundings. "Oh...looks like it WASN'T a dream." He went back to Arya.
Looking cynical, he spoke to the EMH. "Are you sure?"
"The tricorder doesn't lie commander," The EMH said a little rudely.
"Are you okay, dear?" She said worried a little about him.
"Forgive me if I don't automatically take your word for it." he replied, thinking back to the prank earlier.
Steve then turned to Arya. "Yes, I am fine....I should be the one asking YOU that question"
"Well, I'm not the one who fainted though," she said holding her hand out for him to take. She noticed the doctor shake his head.
"Do I look like I get offended if I am not believed? Do I really need to still be here for this display? You have your health back now."
"I am doing better now, and yes it would seem I do have my health back. The dizziness is gone." Steve smiled, and helped Arya to sit back up on the biobed."So....it's really real this time?"
"This time? I don't know what you are talking about. Yes, you are really having a baby. She is really pregnant." The EMH finished before walking away looking for someone else to take his place.
"I guarantee, I have not tampered with the EMH, and I am not playing any tricks," Arya said holding his hand after he helped her sit up.
"That’s good to hear." Steve replied, and gave Arya a kiss. "Do you think I upset him?"
“Maybe a little,” she said a little shocked as the news finally set in. "Oh well." Was all Steve could say as he rested his head on Arya's shoulder. "Am I still asleep?" She didn’t answer right away. About a minute of silenced passed, then she realized he was asking her questions.
“No, you are not asleep, this is real this time. I really am pregnant.”
Steve didn’t know what to say. He was so happy, he just held on to Arya and held her tightly. Arya rested her head on his chest feeling very happy about the news. She smiled and looked up at him. “Are you ready to be a dad?”
"I don’t actually know...but I am prepared to do my best"
OOC: They can yell later, but from what I've been told.... That's a wrap folks!
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