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Post by nickgrayson on Dec 30, 2005 9:06:06 GMT
Ensign Nick Grayson was rechecking his console when he heard something over the intercom for him: =A= Doctor Lorre to Ensign Grayson=A=
=A= Grayson here, what can I do for you Doctor?=A=
=A=I'd like a security detail assigned to guard the entrances to sickbay during the pending attack. I don't want my medics to have to worry about the borg outside these walls so they can focus on the patients within them.=A=
=A=Sure, I'll put Denaria in charge of getting the Sickbay assigned some guards. I wouldn't want anything to happen to the doctors or the patients.=A= Nick shuddered at the thought of the Borg injecting the whole of the Sickbay's compliment with nanoprobes, changing their skin to a splotchy gray.
=A= oh, and Ensign, is there any way I can insure my people are properly armed. We have not got a weapons locker in here and I don't want to get caught empty handed.=A=
=A=Yes, I'll make sure Denaria brings along plenty of phasers and phaser rifles to equip the medics, as well as any patients able to handle them.=A= He kept his voice free of emotion and full of professionalism, but he knew, deep down, that people could, and probably would, die today. Or worse...And the thought of any of the people aboard this vessel, despite him knowing very few of them, did not sit well with him, especially with him in charge of the ship's security.
=A= Thankyou Ensign.=A=
=A=No problem.=A=
Nick contacted Denaria, and gave her orders. He wanted two guards to be inside of the sickbay, in case the transported in there, and 4 of them outside. That may sound like much, he knew, but with most of the medics and patients having other things to worry about, he knew he couldn't assign enough. He also told her to be sure to bring plenty of weapons for the medics. When he had finished speaking to her (she still seemed upset about their conversation before, which he regretted), he contacted Cyle Johnson to begin formulating a plan in case of Borg invasion. Which more and more seemed not a question of "if," but of "when."
"Hey, Lt. Johnson, what are your ideas on defense against a Borg boarding?"
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Post by Jamey Gaz on Dec 30, 2005 15:57:50 GMT
As Jamey sat there ... still struck with the conversation between Grace and Hannah ... he couldn't understand why every Officer wanted to put themselves in harms way; especially when every angle of working this out had not been fully thought out.
Jamey noticed that Grace was looking at him ... he didn't have to read her mind to know what she was thinking. Jamey stood and walked over to one of the science consoles, "I don't want to sound overly rude here ... but I simply don't understand why you would want to place yourself in danger ... either of you!" Calling up a test model of his past explanation, "all we need is to place one of our shuttles near the rift. Grace, in the pools on Trill, symbionts can converse in much the same way as telepathic people. The method is possible mainly due to the energy found in those pools and the surrounding rock. In theory and with study ... the same principle can be applied. The Borg would think you were on the shuttle ... we could even place bio-signatures of anyone on there. The Borg would follow ... after all ... they seem to be highly interested in you Grace."
Jamey wondered how each would take his suggestion ... but he didn't see why anyone had to go back on the Cube.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2005 17:58:36 GMT
"Hey, Lt. Johnson, what are your ideas on defense against a Borg boarding?"
" All i can say is we need to fluctuate our phaser patterns, so they dont adapt to them to quickly, other than that there isnt much we can do, unless you can teach everyone advanced martial arts in 10 hours"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2005 18:19:51 GMT
So Danara would be incharge of sickbay security. it made sense of course, someone experianced needed the job, but with so many experianced tactical personal on board she was not needed elsewere. Melain however was not sure her friend would understand that, and sure enough she didn't.
Danara strolled into sickbay accompanied by 5 tactical ensigns, each had a plasma rifle and a phaser, they each where carrying a weapon's locker. "Playing babysitter to the medics, I can't believe this." Danara growled.
"Try to think about it positivly, you are guarding those of us who cannot protect ourselves, the sick and those tending to them. If Sickbay gets taken over by the Borg where will the crew go if injured?" Melain asked, showing her where to put the auxilliary weapons.
"cargo bay three." Danara replied coldly, "emergancy sickbay"
Melain shock her head sadly. "Most tactical officers would jump at the chance of being here, it's better then handing out weapons to crewmembers..."
"I was chief tactical, I was..."Danara protested.
"Look, I've heard as much as I ever want to about how hard done you are. Now please I have nurses and medics who need to be tought to use one of these rifles. Take them to the holodeck and train them." Melain stood up. 'Here is a list of who I want trained."
Danara took the PaDD without a word and headed out the door.
"For friends you to certainly don't get along." Tom commented from where he was unloading extra supplies.
"It's complicated, she's stubbron." Melain replied. "she's nursing a bruised ego, which frankly is good for her."
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Post by gracemitchell on Dec 31, 2005 14:28:04 GMT
"Jamey, you are correct. I would prefer notto place myself in the Queens way if at all possible, but we do know she wants the Admiral and me. Placing our bio-signatures in a shuttle could trick the Borg for a time. I just don't know if it would be long enough. However, the Admiral and I would have to have our bio-signature's masked on the Nevada for it to work, and it could not be done by technology. Perhaps, I could try blocking both the Admiral and my thoughts from the Queen. I have been successful with my own I haven't tried to extend it to someone else though."
Hannah looked as if she was going to protest, but then realized Jamey's idea seemed to be the safer of the two. "Sirs, the shuttle is a safer plan. I can't say I was too thrilled with going to the Cube again, although I still don't understand how the Counselor here could protect me?"
Grace remembered that she hadn't introduced herself officially to Hannah "I am sorry, Lt. In all the confusion I have forgottten to give you my official greeting. You see I ususally meet all the new crew and I was indisposed when you arrived."
"I am well aware of that, Commander."
"First off let me introduce myself. I am Commander Grace Mitchell, ship's Counselor. I prefer to be called Grace, but Counselor will do as well. I don't usually use my rank unless I need to. Would you prefer to be called Lt or Hannah?"
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Post by hannah on Dec 31, 2005 23:24:13 GMT
“Hannah is fine,” she said with a smile. She was still getting use to the slightly more informal environment of a starship, rather than the academy where she taught to call all her senior officers by rank.
She extended her hand realising that she had been slightly rude, “I’m glad that we have finally got around to the official meeting com…Grace.”
It felt odd and strange to call her by her first name; it would take her a while to get use to it. Grace took Hannah hand and shook it.
“How do you like the Nevada so far?” Grace asked it.
“It a great ship and I am slowly settling in, it’s a big change from the academy,” Hannah answered. Now that the pleasantries were over she returned her mind back to the task at hand.
“There’s not much technology can do about masking things from Borg sensors anyway, they can pretty much see though our shields,” Hannah commented, “How do you think you can hide yourself and the admiral from the Borg?”
Hannah didn’t understand how anyone could hide himself or herself from the Borg like she was suggesting.
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Post by nickgrayson on Jan 1, 2006 3:26:15 GMT
Cyle gave his response: "All i can say is we need to fluctuate our phaser patterns, so they dont adapt to them to quickly, other than that there isnt much we can do, unless you can teach everyone advanced martial arts in 10 hours."
"No, I don't think we could." Despite the current situation, Nick couldn't supress a slight smile at Cyle's last sarcastic remark. Sometimes humor could relieve the tension, even if a person wasn't purposfully trying to be so. "I'll be sure to send out the order that all weapons be set to variate. Let me know if you think of anything else."
Nick set about to giving the order out to his staff, as well as telling them to post guards around vulnerable and important areas of the ship: Bridge, Engineering, Sickbay was already covered, though Shuttlebays and other such places weren't. He turned to the Lt., "Hey, could you have your team coordinate with mine to protect the ship in case of invasion? That is, if yours don't already have other plans for them. I just need to know."
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Post by gracemitchell on Jan 1, 2006 4:33:02 GMT
"I am a telepath and a Human. Which means my telepathy is different than a Betazoid. When the Admiral and I were on the Cube earlier, I was able to hear the Queen and drones. I was also able to use my telepathy to mask my thoughts from them and put a shield around the Admiral and myself, thus keeping us from being assimilated. I think I can use my telepathy to shield with a variation to mask our biosigns. At least I hope I can, I would need to run a few tests. If I can accomplish the shield correctly it should buy us enough time to make the Queen think the Admiral and I are on the shuttle. Of course all of this will have to be approved by the Cap..I mean Admiral before we implement it."
Jamey spoke up at this time "Which I think we should bring our idea to him, the Colonal and The Admiral. Shall we go to the bridge with our findings?"
Grace thought a moment then said "Let's go over and talk to Commander Jira first. Inform him of our idea, then we can all go to the bridge if we are all in agreement." Grace said.
Hannah wasn't sure why they were going to the Commander first and questioned Grace about it "Grace, why should the Commander need the information first. Isn't this something we should talk to the commanding officer about?"
"You are right, Hannah. I can't speak for Jamey, but I still in my heart feel that Harrias is still the Captain. Out of respect for him and his expertise, I think he should be informed of our findings, so he can have input into the plan before we speak to the Admiral. I have gotten to know the Admiral quite well and I think he would agree with me."
"I can't explain why, but I trust your judgment, Grace, if Jamey agrees, then we should see the Commander first."
"I do agree with Grace about Harrias being kept in the loop, as it were."
"Hmm, Jamey, have you been studying old Earth lingo, again?"
"After your 'wolpher and tweeter', comment I had to find out exactly what that was and found more information about your era on Earth."
"Good, now you can re-educate me. I haven't wanted to find out what I missed out on from my past."
At this exchange Hannah looked slightly perplexed "Do I want to know what you are talking about?"
Grace attempted the short explaination "Hannah, I was born in Earth's 20th century, then abducted by the Borg and brought to this time. After this mission, I'll explain more about me and you can tell me all about yourself. I'm sure you are more interesting then me, I'm just old!"
"I think I would like to get to know you better, Grace."
"Good, we'll make an appointment for a lunch together then."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2006 18:37:48 GMT
Cyle gave his response: "All i can say is we need to fluctuate our phaser patterns, so they dont adapt to them to quickly, other than that there isnt much we can do, unless you can teach everyone advanced martial arts in 10 hours.""No, I don't think we could." Despite the current situation, Nick couldn't supress a slight smile at Cyle's last sarcastic remark. Sometimes humor could relieve the tension, even if a person wasn't purposfully trying to be so. "I'll be sure to send out the order that all weapons be set to variate. Let me know if you think of anything else." Nick set about to giving the order out to his staff, as well as telling them to post guards around vulnerable and important areas of the ship: Bridge, Engineering, Sickbay was already covered, though Shuttlebays and other such places weren't. He turned to the Lt., "Hey, could you have your team coordinate with mine to protect the ship in case of invasion? That is, if yours don't already have other plans for them. I just need to know." <Tag Cyle> "My teams will be waiting, just call on us and we'll come to rescue you." Cyle said with a smile, this new security guy and He will get along just fine he thought.
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Post by nickgrayson on Jan 2, 2006 4:12:18 GMT
"My teams will be waiting, just call on us and we'll come to rescue you," Cyle said with a smile.
Nick chuckled, "I'll be sure to do that: I know how you Marines just love to bail us Starfleet Security folks out of the trouble we dig ourselves into." Cyle didn't seem to be such a bad guy. A little gruff, but not as uptight and mean as you would expect a the guy in charge of the ship's Marine compliment to be. Nick was glad about that. He didn't want to have to work with someone he didn't like, "Or," he thought, "as in Denara's case: someone who doesn't like me." Who knows? Maybe he'd gained the possibility of another friend. Something he was in short supply of at the moment.
He checked his console again, almost hoping that something had shown up. Like maybe a Borg intruder or something. Anything to break this insane bordom. "In time, in time."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2006 4:41:29 GMT
After insuring everything in sickbay was set up and ready to go Melain headed to the holodeck to check on Danara's progress with the medics. As she stepped through the door it sounded as if things where not going very smoothly
"No, You keep pulling to the right, relax!" Danara barked, pulling a rifle out of Adara's hands. "Don't you hear a word I'm saying!?" The Bajoran medic was shaking, her eye's squinted shut.
"She's a medic not a soldier, talk to her like a sentient being, not one of your grandfather's hounds." Melain orderd, thrusting her way through the crowd of onlookers, waiting their turn at the targets.
Danara spun around, here eyes were livid, "You told me to teach them to shoot, they won't listen when I speak politly, I must yell."
"This is not a Cardassian Labor camp. They are not your slaves, they are not your prisoners, keep this up and I'll report you to Ensign Grayson." By this time Melain and Danara stood toe to toe, and Melain found herself forced to look upward into the eyes of the Cardassian tactical officer.
"You don't even try to see my side, you pretend to be so tolerant, so forgiving yet all you ever do is stand against me. You look at my features and you hate. Don't bother to see Mr Grayson, I'm going there right now.... You teach them." With that Danara thrust the rifle into Melain's hand and headed out the door.
Melain was speechless, she looked at the rifle and then at the astonished faces of the crewman surrounding her. "I.. I... you are dismissed."
They filterd out of the holouite quickly, but Adara remained behind "Doctor, I..."
"Dismissed Crewman." Melain repeated, "Please... just go."
What was it about Danara that angerd her? She'd delt with people like her before, Her parent's had raised her to forgive the cardassians... her parents, that was it wasn't it? it was what Danara's grandfather had done to Melain's father that made her so.. so angry. But surely she was above that?
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Danara strided down the corridors, seeing nothng but red. =A= Computer locate Ensign Grayson =A=
=A=Ensign Grayson is in the armoury=A=
Of course he was, she took a turbolift and a few minutes later stepped through the door. "Ensign, I can't take this. I can't work with her."
Nick looked up, confused. "Sorry Crewman, I don't understand."
"The doctor, I can't work with her, place me somewhere else." Danara insisted.
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(O.O.C Okay, when are we getting this battle started??)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2006 0:08:23 GMT
Off well nick, i guess we are talking in the armory.... oh well
Cyle listened in on the conversation between Nick and his frustrated Crewman, when Nick looked over to him for some advice, Cyle shrugged. "I'd say deal with it, but shes your crewman, not mine"
Cyle listened more as the conversation continued, putting in a few words now and then
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Post by gracemitchell on Jan 4, 2006 1:35:14 GMT
Grace, Jamey and Hannah walked into the area of astrometrics that Harrias was looking over more data on their findings from the nebula.
Harrias looked up at the group, although he was a bit surprised to see Grace with them. He asked if they had come up with any ideas.
Jamey began to explain "All we need is to place one of our shuttles near the rift, using the biosignatures of the Admiral and Grace on the shuttle as bait. Grace thinks she can use her telepathy to mask their biosignatures on the Nevada. The theory is that the Borg could break through technology easier then her telepathy, since her telepathy has proven effective against the Borg."
Hannah then asked "Commander, what is your opinion of Grace's theory? We want to be sure we examine all possible theories before presenting to the Admiral."
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Post by nickgrayson on Jan 4, 2006 8:18:37 GMT
OOC: Off well nick, i guess we are talking in the armory.... oh wellYeah, that's strange, I thought we were on the bridge, lol. Ah, don't worry, I'll just backpost us into the armory. Such as this... IC: Nick began to get bored with the bridge duty, and called a replacment up to there. Then he turned to Cyle: "Hey, wanna go to the armory to make sure everything there is going well? Wouldn't want our hand weapons in bad repair for this battle." Cyle, knowing that his fellow officer was really just wanting off the bridge for a walk, and wanting some company, agreed. They walked there, talking about nothing really, and then, five minutes after arriving, Danara rushed in, knocking another security person out of the way: "Ensign, I can't take this. I can't work with her."Nick looked up, confused. "Sorry Crewman, I don't understand." "The doctor, I can't work with her, place me somewhere else." Danara insisted. "Um..." he turned to Cyle for advice. All he got was a shrug and the short reply: "I'd say deal with it, but she's your crewman, not mine"He turned back to Denara. "Well...I can see you don't like working with her, but you were given this assignment, and, as a Starfleet Officer, you are to follow orders, and not allow personal feelings get in the way." He paused a moment to gather his thoughts, "Plus, this mission is just plain stressful, so that I think has a lot to do with it." He also knew that is had something to do with her possible anger at getting replaced by himself. "So, I say you just have to deal with it. After this mission maybe we can talk it--" Denara gave a loud huff and then interrupted: "Talk? TALK? That's all you people ever talk about!" Then she let out a loud "Gr" and turned around. Nick, though he was knew to the position and its responsibility, knew he couldn't let her get away with this. With suprising strength, he grabber her shoulder and yanked her back. Calmly, but with underlying frustration (as well as reluctance), he began to talk, "I don't care if you do have a higher rank then me [She does, doesn't she? If not, ignore that part], or if you do have more experience and seniority. As long as you are serving under me on this ship, you will follow my orders without quesiton, do you understand me?" She nodded, more meekly than she would have done normally. "Good. Now get out there and do your job. And I am going to talk to Grace later, and have her schedule a talk with you. How's that for talk? NOW MOVE!" He spoke those last words with a finger pointing towards the door for emphasis. She walked out quickly, angry still, but without another option. Nick could tell this could come back to bite him someday, and he feared he made a mistake. He could tell that Cyle, though surprised at his sudden outburst, respected what he did. At least that counts for something, he thought to himself. But he still felt a slight queasy feeling in his stomache. He never liked it when his temper got the best of him. Which wasn't often. Then, the moment over, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and turned to Cyle. "So, what's next?" <Tag Cyle> OOC: (O.O.C Okay, when are we getting this battle started??) I agree! When does the fighting begin! I mean, I'm having to go to the armory to relieve my bordom! lol.
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Post by gracemitchell on Jan 4, 2006 12:44:27 GMT
Harrias thought for a moment then agreed that it seemed the safest plan. The four of them headed to the bridge to brief the Admiral and Colonal.
As they stepped off the turbolift, Grace began to get a eerie feeling, she spoke outloud "The Queen is starting to loose patience." Mc7 agreed with Grace, then suggested they all go to the ready room.
Harrias began briefing mc7 and Zhuk. Zhuk looked at Grace and asked "Do you think you can mask yours and the admiral biosignatures, Grace."
"I will try. I also think if the holo-emitters on the shuttle were to be programmed with our likenesses it may but us more time in case any drones appear on the shuttle."
mc7 and Zhuk agreed that the plan may work and everyone left the ready room to prepare the shuttle.
Just as Harrias, Jamey, Hannah and Grace got in the turbolift. Grace stiffened and got a far away look on her face and said "Time's up, my beauties. I am coming to get you."
Harrias and Jamey knew that Grace was having a vision of sorts but Hannah looked extremly uncomfortable, not knowing what was happening.
Harrias was concerned, Grace still looked to be in a trance "Are you alright, Grace?"
Worse still was Grace's reply "She is not alright. She is with you. Soon all of you will be alright, for you will be One with us." Then Grace slumped a bit and the vision was over.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2006 17:42:08 GMT
(O.O.C I looked back at your posts gusy and could not figure out were you where talking so I geussed. Danara graduated an Ensign, I haven't had her rank changed since. I think perhap she was a Lieutenant for awhile, but then certain attitude problems etc had her reduced to Enisgn once more)
Melain was doing a last minute check of her equipment and personnal when the doors to sickbay slid open and Danara stomped in, making a direct route to the security team who was loitering by biobed two contemplating strategy.
"Up!," the Jumped to attention "get to your posts." Danara orderd. They scrambled to obey, word of her outburst in the holosuite had got around.
"Are we being attacked" asked one new recruit.
"No, but does it matter? A good tactical officer is ready at al times, not gabbering like a bunch of Andorian grandmothers at a picnic." Danara bellowed.
Melain tried her best to supress a laugh, or a retort, obviosly Danara's conversation with the Ensign had not gone well. "Alright, let's to a roll call then I'll contact the Bridge to let them know we are all ready down here..."
No one was missing, They hought for a moment that Tm was gone, but then Rachel pointed out that being deactivated at the moment made it difficult for him to reply. Massally was in Melain's office, she would be in charge of insuring that medkits where all ful and ready to be given out. It was a simple yet vital job.
=A=Sickbay to Bridge, We are set and ready to go.=A=
=A=Excellent timing Doctor, because it would appear that the Borg are preparing to attack =A=
=A=Understood Admiral, Sickbay out.=A=
Melain turned to her team. "Battle stations everyone, prepare for casualties."
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Post by gracemitchell on Jan 5, 2006 0:16:39 GMT
"i think we'd better get the shuttle ready very soon. The Queen is beginning to get very impatient with her drones. She not only wants the admiral and myself, but the crew as well. We can't let that happen, Harrias." Grace said this in a pleading way. "None of you can begin to imagine what it feels like to be assimilated. I can't begin to tell you because I haven't experienced it myself, but I know from other's minds when they were first being assimilated. Then the emptiness in their minds were more horrible than you can imagine. I would not be able to shield everyone, I don't have that kind of power, I wish I did. I really wish I did. I'm sorry, all of you. I just don't have the power, I'm sorry."
Grace's hopelessness was the catalyst Harrias needed, he was not going to let this crew down ever again.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2006 5:05:17 GMT
Cyle watched as Nick "expressed" himself to his crewmember, and Cyle couldnt help but smile when she left. Giving nick a thumbs up and slap on the shoulder, he nodded his head. "good job".
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Post by Zhukarak Hrisvalar on Jan 5, 2006 7:23:27 GMT
=/\= Colonel, this is Grace. We don't have much time. I think the Queen is up to something. =/\=
"Understood!" Zhukarak didn't have to question how she knew, not with her abilities. "Hurry and get that shuttle on its way and get yourselves masked as quickly as possible."
Zhuk was once more in the Command chair as the Admiral had gone along with Grace for her close proximity of her shielding.
"Red Alert!" Zhuk yelled out to no one in particular. The current Ops officer activated the Red Alert sequence. The klaxons sounded and the twirling red lights bounced off the bulk heads, at least the shiney parts that hadn't been damaged yet form their first little fire fight.
Most of his senior crew was not on the bridge as everyone was trying to solve the Borg equation, or preparing for the upcoming encounter.
"Tactical, get ready for evasive maneuvers. Ops, I want all available power to shields and thrusters. Have the marines dispatched at all the critical points, in case of boarding. Let's be ready for anything." Zhukarak was looking directly at the main view screen, waiting for any sign of an attack from the Borg cube.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2006 21:38:47 GMT
Cyle and Nick looked up as the red alert lights starting flashing, tapping his comm badge, Cyle called out to his teams " Be ready for boarding parties, set phaser to fluctucate after each fire, keep all critical areas secure, no matter what"
Cyle turned to Nick and the two headed to the bridge, quickly taking up their positions.
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Post by nickgrayson on Jan 6, 2006 8:23:14 GMT
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OFF; sry for moving ya nick
No prob: I was gonna post lastnight, but I didn't have enough time. And I was gonna move you! lol. So I don't mind.
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Cyle and Nick looked up as the red alert lights starting flashing and the klaxons blared. Tapping his comm badge, Cyle called out to his teams: "Be ready for boarding parties, set phaser to fluctucate after each fire, keep all critical areas secure, no matter what."
Cyle turned to Nick and the two headed to the bridge, quickly taking up their positions. On the way up there, Nick got off a similar call to his teams, making sure they were all ready. Denara gave him a very cold, quick answer, but Nick let it slide. I'll deal with that later he told himself.
When he reached his station, the crewman currently manning it briefed him on the current situation and orders, than went off to take up guard at the bridge turbolift doors, along with another man.
Nick scanned his console, and made sure weapons and shields were powered and ready to go. If anything came at them, "adaption" or no "adaption," he'd give them something to chew on. No Borg were gonna take the Nevada without taking everything he could give them.
Finally, some action. Bordom was now gone, and in its place was anxiety and excitment and worry. He almost wished they were back in the period of non-action. He made sure the phaser rifle on his back was ready, then stood by for further orders. He had no idea what was gonna happen, but at least he could be standing at his post.
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Post by Zhukarak Hrisvalar on Jan 6, 2006 8:51:55 GMT
Since the RED ALERT, the senior crew was arriving at their assigned duty stations. Ensign Grayson manned the Tactical station while Lieutenant Johnson made himself busy at the Security station. Shortly thereafter Lieutenant Stevenson manned her Engineering station, while Commander thelev was already busy plotting points for his evasive maneuvers.
Last to come to the bridge was Lieutenant Parker, along with Captain Jira who manned the science station. While settleing at his Ops station, Jamey Parker gave a quick status report.
"The shuttle is under way. Biosignatures have been duplicated. Hopefully it will draw the queen and the rest of the Borg."
"Good." Was all Zhuk could say for the moment. The Admiral was gone, and Zhuk didn't feel right manning the CO chair while his Captain was at the science station.
"Captain Jira. I believe this chair belongs to you."
"Rightfully so, Colonel, but right now you are the best man for it. I need to continue monitoring the rift out there and make sure everything is intact for the trap we have set."
Zhuk was about to protest when reports started to come in from Cyle.
"Sir, we are being boarded. Borg on Deck 12, Section 19."
"Have the closest marines and security teams converge on their position. Status on the shuttle, anyone!"
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Post by gracemitchell on Jan 6, 2006 12:37:41 GMT
Grace and Mc7 were in her office, with two guards outside her door but no one was in the room with them. All of the computer readings indicated that their biosignatures were being successfully masked. Grace's concentration level was extremely high but she could still hear that drones had come onboard. All she could do was sit there, she could tell mc7 was feeling anxious about the boarding as well. Both of them wanted to do more but knew that in order for the Borg to follow the shuttle they had to appear to not be on the Nevada. They remained where they were.
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Post by hannah on Jan 6, 2006 12:38:37 GMT
Hannah finished installing the device from the Borg cube into the shuttle systems. She ran a couple of diagnostics of the device to make sure it would work when the time came.
Jira was holding the sample from the nebula ready to be transferred into the Borg device. Hannah tapped a button on the Borg device that opened a small compartment and Jira placed the sample container inside. She then connected it up and ran the final diagnostic on the device.
Hannah then started her next job of installing the holoemitters, which would create images of the Admiral and Grace. Parker was working on entering the flight plan for the autopilot and setting up the fake bio signs.
Hannah felt nervous as she waited for Parker to finish so she could activate the holograms. She was scared that this plan would fail; that the Borg knew about it as the Queen had taken control of Grace in the turbolift. She was also scared that Borg might board the ship and she couldn’t get the images of being on the cube out of her mind.
“Ready,” Parker said as he moved away from the console and out of the shuttle. Hannah activated the two holograms and the Admiral appeared in the pilot’s seat and Grace in the co-pilots seat. Then Hannah followed Parker and Jira out of the shuttle.
Hannah watched as the shuttle took of exited the shuttle bay though the force field.
The red alert klaxons began to sound and the officers rushed out of the shuttle bay towards the bridge. When they arrived Hannah took the engineering station and checked on the shuttle’s progress to reassure herself that it wasn’t going to fail.
She felt a blanket of fear pass over her as the report of the Borg boarding. She remembered being told that they had taken over engineering first when they had boarded the Enterprise-E over a decade ago. She may not had chance yet to get to know her team in engineering, but they were her people and she hated the idea that they were in danger.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2006 18:46:18 GMT
Sickbay waited in grave anticipation for injured to arrive, the medical team's individual thoughts punctuated by the Klaxon, and the red light bouncing off the walls. How Melain wished she could turn the cursed ting off, but turning it off would not mean the threat would go away.
The security team fidgeted with their rifles nervously with Danara skulking between the groups making them fidget even more. The Medics tried to look busy, testing and retesting the equipment. Melain looked over to see Massally buried in a sea of medkits, she could not hear the Klaxon, and seemed to take no notice of the red lights.
=A=Borg have materialized, deck twelve section 19=A= she heard over her Comm badge, it was nice of the Bridge to let her in one what was going on. Deck twelve, engineering, Living Quarters, Eniromental, which would the Borg be after...
Before her skills of deduction could take hold the door to Sickbay slid open and in came three crewmen. One with a bloody arm, one limping, both supporting the Third who appeared to be unconsiose. Melain hurried over, Rachel at her side.
"Crewman West" she scanned the unconcouse one. "Triage level two." in need of immediate medical attention. Rachel signaled Tom over and they got him onto the nearest biobed.
"Crewman Zeran." she scanned the one with an injured arm. "Triage level one." he needed some painkillers but could wait. The same prescription went to Crewman Gellel with his injured leg.
Adara took both triage ones to Ward two, while Melain handed the Triage job to Rachel and headed over to where Tom was making a full Diagnostic of Crewman West.
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