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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 30, 2007 12:52:40 GMT
A year before tragedy befell Scott's family, they had gone to a museum. Vanessa had been amazed at the eighteenth and nineteenth century toys there. Especially the doll's houses .. While Carl was busy, he had agreed for one of the houses to be replicated in their quarters. He had to admit, he didn't expect it to be a 'big' as it was. Complete with several dolls, two cars, a truck and almost a dozen horses, the nine year old effortlessly slipped into her own little world while Torek worked .. He was going through some of the assessment reports for new crew-members. Most, as the Raven had come to expect, where excellent at their jobs, and Carl had no trouble placing their names on his 'Aye' list .. Other's, for various reasons, didn't seem as if they would fit in, or may not have the temperament for a role on the Raven. These he placed on his 'Nay' list .. These lists would go to the Admiral for confirmation, but Carl's opinion was rarely ignored .. The terminal on his desk chimed quietly, signifying a message. He put the Padd he was holding down, and making sure not to step on any of Vanessa's extended family, he reached the desk .. "Vanessa .. There's a Comm message for you." After explaining to one of the dolls that the horse-riding would have to wait a moment, she got up from the floor. Carl went back to the settee to give her some privacy .. Vanessa,
Hey kiddo I hope all is well with you with Commander Torek. I wish I could tell what I’m doing on board the Nevada but I’m afraid that is classified information; you’ll understand all that when you get older.
I don’t have much time to write, I’ve actually have to get back to work here in just a few minutes. Be a good girl and don’t cause too much trouble for Commander Torek. I’ll write you again real soon I promise.
Love,
Dad. Carl noticed she went quiet, she finished reading the message, after a few seconds he spoke .. "Is everything OK ?" "Yes .. Yes .. It's from my Dad." she replied quietly. He got up and knelt beside Vanessa, Placing an arm around her for comfort, but the second it touched her shoulder, it triggered her emotions .. She turned to Carl, squeezing him in a hug, and surprising him with her strength .. He held her while she sobbed for a few moments, as she explained between sobs that she was missing him .. He hated to see her upset and knew he could contact Scott directly, but given the circumstances of his mission, it could be dangerous, even fatal to do so .. But he could at least do 'something' .. "Why not send him a message back .. I'm sure he'll get to read it .. He will be happy to hear from you I'm sure .. You could tell him about the Raven." he said. Then as her sobbing ceased, she nodded into his shoulder. He asked the computer to record her message, then moved away .. Five minutes later, she said she was done, and he got up to send the Comm .. Wiping her eyes, she hugged Carl for a moment, then, as only a child can do, sat back on the carpet and continued where she had left off earlier .. Carl sat down, and after watching Vanessa for a moment to assure himself that she was OK, he continued his task ..........
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 3, 2008 13:13:38 GMT
OOC: Posting as Vanessa:"Vanessa .. There's a Comm message for you." After explaining to one of the dolls that the horse-riding would have to wait a moment, she got up from the floor. Carl went back to the settee to give her some privacy .. She read the short message, then read it again, just in case she had missed something the first time round. But no, there was nothing saying when her Dad would be home .. Carl noticed she went quiet, she finished reading the message, after a few seconds he spoke .. "Is everything OK ?" "Yes .. Yes .. It's from my Dad." she replied quietly. He of course knew this already, but didn't know the content's of the message. It was obvious that Vanessa wasn't happy with what she read .. Sitting down beside the nine year old, he wanted to make sure she was OK. Spinning her seat to face Carl, she threw her arms round his neck, she trusted him enough now to know he would help her. He stroked her hair gently, helping her control the sobs and crying .. "Why not send him a message back .. I'm sure he'll get to read it .. He will be happy to hear from you I'm sure .. You could tell him about the Raven." Carl said. Yes, maybe she could at that .. Her sobbing finally ceased, and she wiped her eye's on Carl's shoulder before looking at him and nodding .. A moment later the computer was ready to record her message .. Hiya Daddy
I just got your message. Yes Carl, Commander Torek, I can call him Carl because he's my friend, you should too I think, is looking after me and I'm being good.
We've moved onto the Raven now and it's very BIG ! .. We have been everywhere. Into where you are the boss and even on the BRIDGE because i'm an Admiral Captain now ha ha.
It has over forty decks Dad, thats much bigger than the old ship you know. I've seen where we will be living and it's great, but I'm still staying with Carl until you come home. When will that be do you know ?
Well I have to go now. Please write to me again OK Daddy.
Love and hugsies and Carl says hello.
Miss you Daddy.
Vanessa xXx. Five minutes later, she said she was done, and he got up to send the Comm .. Wiping her eyes, she hugged Carl for a moment, then sat back on the carpet and continued where she had left off with her horses earlier .. Carl had to admit that he was more than a little choked up as he watched Scott's daughter dictating the message, and once she was back playing with the dolls house, it took him a few moments before he could carry on with what he was doing ..........
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Post by Scott McLean on Jan 5, 2008 21:33:46 GMT
McLean sat in his temporary quarters with a small picture of Vanessa as he read her letter. Even though it has only been a handful of days since he had been on board the Nevada he missed his daughter so very much, after all she was the only thing in his life worth living for.
Looking up from the picture he saw his monitor with a flashing text indicator on a blank page. He hadn't the slightest idea on how he was going to try and describe the situation where a nine-year-old girl could understand it. His days had been one climactic moment after another fueled only be the desire to survive and not become another statistic while on board the Nevada. He started anyways:
Vanessa,
40 decks! Wow! I can’t wait to see the new ship. Make sure to take plenty of pictures for our memories book- because you know how much you and your mother loved to put together those scrapbooks.
McLean stopped himself and wondered if he should be writing anything about Stephanie. It hurt him just to think about his wife so he couldn’t imagine the pains that Vanessa might be going through. On the other hand the accident happened and she and her brother were now gone, it wouldn’t be right to just forget about them. McLean decided to continue:
I love you squirt and I’ll be home very soon I promise.
Love,
Dad.
McLean sent the message and sat back in his chair for a moment. He had another letter he wanted to get down on paper before he went to bed.
Commander Torek,
I can’t thank you enough for what you’re doing. Remind me to repay you for any trouble you might have encountered while watching Vanessa, I know she can be kind of a handful sometimes.
Thanks again,
Scott
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2008 4:33:05 GMT
David knew that Carl would try and get him demoted to Commander while he was stationed on the Raven, but he would not have it. He had already made plans with command and they had approved them. Admiral MC could put up a fight, but he would loose. Elron had already approved this on the understanding that unless the entire senior staff was disabled David would never take command of the Raven. That was perfectly fine with him since his goal was not to command. He'd been doing that for decades and this would be the perfect little vacation from those hellish responsibilities.
"I wonder what he's going to say when he finds out," David mused to himself. He knew that it would be a difficult task of winning Carl over, but he was ready for it.
"Computer please send out priority message one beta zeta from my personal files," David ordered," code with security clearance one."
With his plans finally in full swing, David began to whistle as he walked merrily along the way.
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 8, 2008 22:58:43 GMT
Arranging for the school teacher to look after Vanessa, Carl went to the meeting he'd arranged with the Admiral ..
"Enter." Mc said, as Carl activated the chime on the ready room door, "Ah Carl .. Good."
Approaching the desk, Torek handed the Admiral the PADD he'd brought with him ..
"My crew recommendations Admiral." he said, sitting himself opposite Mc as he read through the list of names ..
"I can't see any issues there." the Admiral said, placing the PADD on the desk, "There's another name that needs adding though."
"Oh ?" Carl said, puzzled as to why he'd not received the name prior to the meeting.
"Yes .. We have 'acquired' a Strategic Operations Officer .. One Captain David James." Mc said, looking like he was sucking on a lemon.
"Refuse his transf ......"
"I've already tried that .. I've spoken to Admiral Elron .."
"And ?" Carl said.
"And .. It was Elron that approved his transfer to the Raven."
"I'm not exactly pleased at having an Intel' Officer serving on the Raven Sir." Carl said, noticing that the Admiral was in full agreement, "He's out for something .. Those lot always are .. And as a Command Officer he'll have fu ......"
"You've no need to worry on that note Commander .. I have already locked him out of all Command functions of the Raven unless ALL the Command staff are dead .. Or incapacitated .. Despite his 'rank' which I tried to have temporarily reduced .. He'll be just above the 'ships cat' ...." Mc continued as Torek looked skeptical, ".... and no amount of his intel' tampering will release the lock-outs .. 'ONLY' my own or your voice authorization can do that."
"That's something then." Carl said, only slightly re-assured ..
"Let him play his little games .. Besides .. If he's snooping round the Raven he'll be leaving the rest of the fleet in peace." Mc said, shrugging. Then with a smile, he got up and walked to the replicator, "Coffee ?"
"Cappuccino." Carl said, ready to continue the meeting ..........
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Post by nasty on Jan 12, 2008 3:25:32 GMT
Sam found her mind drifting in and out of consciousness. The world was one dizzy blur as he head flopped from one side to the other. She knew she had been drugged but that realization alone didn’t help her body process and filter out the strong anesthetic that was currently running through her system unchecked.
She felt her mouth move and distant words mumbled out of her mouth as her head rolled back. She could sort of make out what appeared to be a runabout and a dark haired man in a Starfleet uniform at the controls. The face was a blur and as much as she tried to concentrate on trying to identify her kidnapper the anesthetics seemed to work just as hard keeping her eyes from locking onto his face.
More words fell from her mouth and landed somewhere on the floor. The man at the controls seemed to get a kick out of Sam’s inability to formulate complete words as she heard a familiar chuckle in the distance.
The man looked her way and moved quickly behind her, Sam moved her head to try and keep up with the movement but the effort only caused her head to flop from one side to the other in same uncontrolled manner as a drunk would perform the same maneuver. Then her head was forced forward and her chin pressed hard against chest. She strained to fight but there wasn’t any muscle in her body strong enough to properly fight back.
A black cloth fell into her field of vision and quickly was pulled back and pressed against her eyes sending everything into darkness. Her head jerked about as knots were being tied and secured against the back of her head.
More words fell from her mouth as she tried her best to curse the man behind this uncivilized attack. She thought only about how this only happened in the savage days of Earth’s past and not to the most modern and socially acceptable Federation in which she loved so much. Was it possibly that evil still lived and prayed on the utopia that Earth had become?
Sam didn’t get much of a chance to ponder the many questions that came to her mind. Another cold hypospray pressed up to her neck and injected yet another dose of the not so friendly sand man. Is this really happening to me? Was Sam’s last thought before she slipped back into her coma.
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 15, 2008 18:06:07 GMT
As he left the Admiral, he was contacted by the Commander Mitchell, who had been in charge of the Raven during her trip to Bellicose ..
=^= Commander Torek .. I just wanted to let you know that we will be leaving shortly .. We've managed to get an earlier departure time back to Utopia Planitia =^=
=^= Right Commander .. Is there anything you will need to speak to the Admiral about .. He's going to be busy for the next few day's .. But I'm sure he can make time =^= Carl said as he stepped out of the turbo-lift on the main promenade ..
=^= No .. No need Commander .. As long as we have you're confirmation of the Raven's delivery .. That's all I'll need .. I'll be on board for the next few hours anyway .. So no rush =^=
=^= I will be back on board in maybe an hour Commander .. Just got something to attend to first .. We'll get the hand-over done then you'll be on your way back to Mars =^=
=^= Thank you Commander .. Mitchell out =^=
As the Comm closed, Carl began to move round the promenade .. Chloe was taking Vanessa to see a troupe of acrobatic entertainers that were appearing on the station. He'd see if he could find them ..
"CARL ..... " He heard his name being shouted, and saw Vanessa running toward him ..
She grabbed his hand, almost dragging him toward her school teacher and a group of on-lookers ..
" ..... They balance themselves on TOP of each other Carl .. Come on hurry .." she said, urging Torek forward, lest they miss something special .. She began jumping up and down to see everything, so Carl picked her up and placed her on his shoulders for a better view ..
Casually glancing around the spectators, he noticed Captain James .. He was talking, no 'almost whispering' to another man, another man in Star Fleet uniform, Carl thought with a grin ..
"Inteligence Officer .. Contradiction in terms if you ask me." Carl said, shaking his head.
"What was that Carl .. WOW .. See that !" Vanessa said.
"Nothing honey .. Nothing."
He watched James and the other man trying to whisper over the noise of the crowd for a moment, then turned to enjoy the show with Vanessa ..........
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 17, 2008 13:52:26 GMT
As the show ended, Carl decided to take Vanessa and her teacher for some lunch. He was expected back on the Raven at some point, but wanted to get a bite to eat beforehand .. There was no sign of Captain James .. 'Obviously concluded his conspiratorial discussion' Torek thought .. They found an cafe specializing in Earth dishes. All three ordered pizza, laughing at the fact that Vanessa kept getting tomato sauce on the end of her nose as she ate .. As Carl needed to leave them for a short time. Chloe was going to take Vanessa to the Free-fall club, a low gravity play area for children. They would meet Carl later once he'd finished for the day .. Kissing Vanessa 'bye' and extracting a promise to be good, he left them and returned to the Raven .. Once there, he tapped the computer panel running the length of every corridor .. "Computer .. Location of Commander Mitchell please." "Commander Mitchell is currently on the Main Bridge." "Thank you." Torek said, not expecting a reply as he entered the turbo-lift .. "Bridge." As he stepped out of the lift, Mitchell was double-checking the Engineering station .. "Problems ?" Carl asked. "No Commander .. Just final checks .. I spoke to Admiral Mc7 earlier .. He has confirmed you will be signing off on the transfer of the Raven .. So if you could just place your thumb on here .. I'll take my team for a well earned drink." he said, holding out a PADD .. Carl read the hand-over document, then satisfied, he placed his thumb on the PADD to be scanned .. The Raven was now theirs, well figuratively speaking that was ... Mitchell tapped his Comms badge .. =^= All Ferry crew .. Please depart the USS Raven-B .. We will meet at the Tavern on the promenade for a drink .. Mitchell out =^= "She's all your's Commander." "Thank you .. Safe journey back to Mars." Mitchell nodded as the turbo-lift door closed .. Carl looked round the Bridge. He was looking forward to the Raven's 'Shake-down' mission .. It would be something short, mainly to give the ship, her Officers and crew, time to settle .. He tapped the Lieutenant at he helm on her shoulder. She was running through the control lay-out .. "I'll be in my quarters if you need me Lieutenant." "Aye Sir." she replied, as nodding silent approval at the new Raven, he left the Bridge .......... < tag ALL - Where is everyone, come on > ...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2008 17:40:05 GMT
Daniel hoped that he would be able to get though this week without having to drag to many officers into his office for evaluations that were so overdue he was surprised the ship had not been dragged back to Starfleet medical, but he was doubting that was going to happen as he let an engineering officer leave who was the fifth officer he had had to drag down to his new office on the Raven-B out of five. Standing Daniel wondered how long it was going to be till they could leave space dock, he moved to the consol to check to see who was next on the list and double check his or her details, looking at the screen he was about to take note of the name when the screen went blank. “Computer, re-activate consol display” Daniel waited for a few moment before hearing the reply “The Consol is offline” in that familiar computer voice. Annoyed Daniel decided this was a good point to stop and have a break.
Daniel arrived in the raven’s ten forward and looked around to see a few officers were sitting most keeping to themselves, ordering himself a coffee Daniel took a seat near one of the observation windows and looked at the star base around them. “... that must be the new counsellor, I hope he does not get round to me anytime soon” Daniel turned to find who had said that so he could remember that for later, he was surprised to find that there was no one near enough for him to have heard, he noted a young science officer looking in his direction then stop and it was then that he realised it had been her who had said that, or more than likely thought that. Caught off guard that he had without knowing read a person’s mind Daniel panicked and in that precise moment his mind became overwhelmed by the voices of the crew on the ship at the same time. Attempting to clear his mind so as to close off the connection he felt a sudden pain in his head, officers moved around to see if Daniel was okay but he was out cold.
Daniel woke suddenly in sickbay, unsure of what happened he tried to lift his head but he felt too weak to move, a nurse came over from the office and stood next to him. “Can you hear me?” Daniel wondered why she would ask that and then realised what had happened, “yes, I can” Daniel watched as the nurse relaxed, “Well you had a lucky escape, few who have the level of telepathic overload you had survive let alone remember who they are” Daniel could still feel the echoes of what had for a few seconds overwhelmed his mind. “Well you are not going anywhere soon, you may have survived but by the looks of these reading your body has literally drained itself to keep you alive, for now you will not have the strength to do anything for a while.” The nurse moved to leave and Daniel was about to argue with her when he fell back to sleep.
(OOC sorry guys and girls for my absence, I have been trying to juggle too much lately but after my exams I should be back properly.)
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 23, 2008 17:07:09 GMT
Chances were, that the 'shake-down' mission would go without a hitch, but Carl decided to check Engineering to ensure there were no problems down there ..
Entering the section, he looked round for the Chief Engineer. She was nowhere to be seen so he asked a passing Ensign ..
"I'm sorry Commander .. She was supposed to be here over an hour ago."
"Have you checked on her location ?"
"Well .. No .." the Ensign said, beginning to look flustered, as if caught playing truant, "But she's not on the roster at the moment .. So tends to come and go as she erm pleases." he finished as Torek tapped his Comms badge and spoke ..
=^= Torek to CPO Peterson =^=
=^= Torek to Peterson .. Come in =^=
"This isn't right," Carl said frowning, "Computer .. Current location of Chief Petty Officer Peterson."
"Chief Petty Officer Peterson is no longer on board the Raven." the computer stated mater of factly.
"What time did she leave the ship ?"
"Twenty three seventeen hours."
"More than ten hours" he said .. As he tapped his badge ..
=^= Commander Torek to Star base Security =^=
=^= Security .. Lieutenant Cooper =^=
=^= Lieutenant .. One of my crew is missing .. CPO Samantha Peterson .. She left the Raven at twenty three seventeen last night and has been out of contact since =^=
=^= Is it possible she's just having problems with her Comms badge ? =^=
=^= I very much doubt it .. She has been missing for over ten hours Lieutenant !" Carl said, getting frustrated at the man's questioning.
=^= I'll have her flagged and we'll make a search of the station Commander .. There is of course the possibility that she's not on Bellicose =^=
=^= Then you'd better start looking Lieutenant .. Keep me informed .. Out =^= Carl closed the Comm and turned to the Ensign ..
"Make sure everything is ready down here .. Just in case we need to go on a sudden trip."
"Aye Sir." the man said to Torek's retreating back ..
Once in the turbo-lift and heading for the Bridge of the Raven, Carl tapped his Comms badge yet again ..
=^= Torek to Admiral Mc7_of_9 =^=
=^= Go ahead Carl =^= a drowsy Mc7 replied ..
=^= Sir .... We may have a problem =^= ..........
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Post by Carl Torek on Jan 30, 2008 16:28:22 GMT
Star Fleet Security had taken the disappearance of Samantha Peterson out of his hands. She had seemingly vanished without trace .. Carl was less than happy about not being given access to the investigation, but Admiral Mc7 had been 'requested' to keep the crew out of if .. That they, and he, would do .. For the time being .. Mc was busy with the Admiralty conference that had been taking place on Bellicose. He had left the readying of the Raven to Torek .. But now, two days later, there was almost nothing more to do. The USS Raven could depart Bellicose in the time it took to get any shore leave crew back on board .. So Carl had taken advantage of the free time by taking Vanessa skiing .. Not in real life of course, but on one of the Raven's holo-decks. They'd gone to Switzerland on Earth, then to the massive snow fields of Telexus III ... For a nine year old, Scott's Daughter took to ski's like a natural, often leaving Carl to catch up, almost twisting an ankle in the process, as he played the clown skier. He actually managed, totally unrehearsed, to fall face-first into the snow as he passed her, arms flailing .. Vanessa came back to him quickly, apologizing for trying to get away, but frowning as she could see he was OK, then screaming playfully as he hit her with a snowball before heading down the hill, leaving her to play 'catch-up' ... Back in their quarters after a busy day, Vanessa got ready for bed .. The Comm on Carl's desk beeped quietly, and he got up to check it .. There was an incoming message on the screen .. Opening it, he saw it was from Scott .. Commander Torek.
This is to inform you that my business away from the Raven is now completed. I will be back at Bellicose and ready to return to duty soon. I am unable at this time to give you an ETA, but once the De-brief is complete it should be no more than a day.
I hope Vanessa has been behaving herself for you, and again I would like to express my sincere appreciation for your taking care of her in my absence.
Regards.
Scott McLean. Carl cleared the screen and looked at the bathroom door .. He'd let Vanessa know her Dad was on his way home when they sat down to watch their nightly film .. She had raided the data banks and found hundreds of films, mainly fairy tales, some comedies, and every now and then something scary. It all depended on her mood and how mischievous she felt, or in his words, just how much she could get away with .. Vanessa came out of the bathroom in her pajamas and dressing gown .. She threw herself on the settee and patted the seat beside her. It was Carl's cue to do as he was told .. Playfully sighing, he sat down .. "So ... What is it to be tonight ?" he said, raising his eyebrows questioningly .. Vanessa giggled, pointing to the large screen .. "You'll see ... Computer .. Play movie." she said, snuggling up to him and getting comfy ..........
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Post by Scott McLean on Feb 1, 2008 6:20:06 GMT
McLean’s ride back to Bellicose was a hard one. He couldn’t help himself as he was fidgeting inside the small Runabout, despite the frustrated requests by the Runabout’s pilot. They were only a matter of hours away and McLean found himself playing with the engines controls trying all he could to pull just another fraction of performance out of the engines.
“I assure you sir, these engines are maxed out.”
McLean pulled himself away from the controls, the young pilot was right, the engines could get any more power out of them, “Sorry Ensign, I’m just a little eager to get home and see my daughter, that’s all.”
The pilot smiled a warm smile at the Raven’s Chief Engineer and pressed a series of controls on his console pitching the Runabout over to continue on its planned flight path.
Bellicose
McLean nearly jumped off the Runabout, through the air locks and onto the deck of the Starbase. His eyes darted back and forth and before he could spot Vanessa he heard the familiar high-pitched voice of his daughter, “Daddy!”
Dropping to his knees the Chief Engineer embraced his daughter with a warm hug. He wrapped his arms around her little body and squeezed as if he had never given his daughter a hug before. In fact he could feel the strength of her grip around his neck.
In the distance Carl strode forward keeping his distance out of respect. McLean saw the First Officer and quickly got to his feet, keeping Vanessa in his arms, “Thank you sir.” McLean said.
“It was my pleasure.” Carl replied shaking McLean’s hand. McLean could see sadness in the First Officer’s eyes and could fully relate to his sorrows. It was hard for him to leave his daughter for such a long time since the death of her mother and brother. She was all McLean had left in this universe and her safety was paramount, it was why McLean chose Torek to watch her.
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Post by Carl Torek on Feb 2, 2008 0:30:43 GMT
Carl could hear the noise from the other room as he woke. Getting up, he entered the living area of his quarters ..
"Come 'ON' Carl .. We'll be late !"
The room was crammed with ski equipment. Everything Vanessa could have thought of and more ..
"You said we'd go to Aspen today .. So go get dressed .. Come on 'Commander' ..." she said, eagerly pushing him toward his bedroom.
"OK OK .. Give me five minutes." he said, then remembered the comm from the night before, "Oh .. We need to call at promenade on our way .. It won't take long .. Promise." he said, winking as he went to dress in his ski suit.
Twenty minutes later, the two were on the promenade, having left two pairs of ski's along with umpteen other items Vanessa had packed near the airlock ready to take to the holo-suite ..
"I want to go skiing Carl .. what 'are' we waiting for ?"
Torek was watching the arrivals area intently. this was one 'arrival' he had no intentions of missing .. Then he spotted what he'd been waiting for ..
"That ..." Carl said, kneeling beside Vanessa and pointing .. Her eyes lit up, and she burst forward as if fired from a gun ...
"DADDYYYY !" she screamed ecstatically ..
Dropping to his knees, Scott caught and embraced his daughter with a warm hug. He wrapped his arms around her little body and squeezed as if he had never given his daughter a hug before. In fact he could feel the strength of her grip around his neck.
In the distance Carl strode forward slowly. Keeping his distance out of respect .. McLean saw the First Officer and got to his feet, keeping Vanessa in his arms ..
"Thank you Sir." McLean said.
"It's Carl .. OK Scott .. And it was my pleasure .. Besides .. I think it should be me thanking you .. We've ....." Carl replied shaking Scott's hand, and McLean could see sadness in the First Officer’s eyes, fully relating to his sorrows, "..... Enjoyed each others' company." Carl finished.
Scott nodded, as did Carl .. 'There is a bond between the two, three, of us now' Carl thought proudly ..
"Where were you guy's going ?" Scott asked, looking at outfits his Daughter and Carl were wearing with obvious amusement.
"Skiing .. Somewhere called Astol .. It's on Earth." Vanessa said.
"Ahhh .. Thats 'Aspen' sweetheart." Carl said, both men grinning at her mistake, "It's In Colorado .. But I think we'll postpone the skiing if that's OK with you .. Besides I'm still aching from yesterday .. Maybe you could show your Dad the Raven." Carl said making a big thing out of rubbing his aching back and grinning.
Vanessa squirmed out of her Father's hold and grabbed his hand, pulling him back the way she'd come ..
"You come too Carl .. Come on Daddy ..." she almost shouted in her excitement.
"You two go ahead .. I'll catch you up once I've stored all the ski stuff." Carl said.
Vanessa ran back and threw her arms round Carl's neck, hugging him tightly, then kissed him on the cheek ..
"We'll go skiing tomorrow OK .. This time .. I promise." she said grinning, then grabbing her father's hand again ...
"Thanks again Comma .... Carl." Scott said as he was led away.
Carl watched them go .. Father and Daughter .. It still didn't stop him inexplicably getting that 'choked-up' feeling as they left .. He hoped he would see the little girl again, she had been a breath of fresh air in his life ..........
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Post by Scott McLean on Feb 2, 2008 2:35:24 GMT
“Did you two have fun?” McLean asked his excited daughter.
“Yup!” She replied, bouncing on the couch. Normally McLean would correct his daughter and ask her not to jump on the couch but he too could barely contain his excitement to see his daughter.
“Come here.” McLean said holding out his arms.
Vanessa took one last jump and thrust herself into her fathers open arms. She giggled as McLean squeezed her with his arms, “I missed you so much.” McLean said kissing his daughter on her cheek.
“I missed you too Daddy.” Vanessa replied with a kiss on McLean’s cheek.
McLean couldn’t help but yawn, as he was tired from his last mission and from the long trip to Bellicose. Vanessa, being smart picked up on her fathers tried state and pulled over a throw blanket that normally rested on the couch.
“I thought you were going to show me around the Raven?”
“Later Daddy, you need to take a nap.”
“Do I?” McLean joked.
“You do, you’re yawning.”
McLean yawned again and laughed at the last moments of the yawn, “So I am.” McLean looked on as Vanessa pulled the blanket over herself and then tried to pull it over her father. Following her lead McLean reached over and pulled the blanket over him as well and before he was done he pulled one of the two pillows from the couch and set one up under Vanessa’s head.
She laid her head into the pillow as McLean gently ran his hands through his daughter’s hair. With in a matter of minutes her breathing slowed down and he knew she was fast asleep. With in a matter of minutes McLean allowed his eyes to close and he too fell fast asleep.
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Post by nasty on Feb 2, 2008 2:52:06 GMT
Sam opened her eyes to the sounds of distant birds chirping in the morning sunshine. At first her eyes had a hard time adjusting to the light but that discomfort soon faded. The air smelled warm and homely as if she had been there before, as if this was where she was meant to be. That feeling soon faded when she tried to move and found that her body wasn’t responding to the commands being sent from her brain.
Looking up to the posts on the bed she saw the reason why. Her wrists were bound to the posts of the antique looking bed by heavy-duty nylon straps. Sam recognized them as straps used to hold heavy cargo containers in the cargo bay of most Federation ships. Knowing the tension strength she knew there wasn’t anyway she was going to be able to simply break free. Just as soon as she made that realization she looked down and found the same traps securing her ankles to the bottom bedposts.
“Feeling better?” Sam heard from the doorway as he tapped a hypospray in his hands.
“Max!” Sam nearly shouted in disbelief.
“You’ve had a tragic accident Sam and we were forced to restrain you.”
“What do you mean!? Untie me! Now!!!” Sam screamed at the top of her lungs.
“I’m sorry we can’t do that Sam, Doctor’s orders.”
“What Doctor, what’s his name?”
“He said you would be prone to fits of violence and we can’t risk you hurting yourself in your current state.”
“Max I swear I’ll get you for doing this to me.” Sam said with pure anger in her eyes.
“I’m sorry Sam. I wish you were feeling well enough to understand what I’m talking about.”
From the doorway a Medical officer wearing a white lab overcoat entered the room and took the hypospray from Max’s hand.
“Help me!” Sam shouted.
“Please calm down.” Interrupted the Doctor.
“Please help me.” Sam repeated herself, tears welling in her eyes.
The Doctor’s cold hands gently moved Sam’s neck to one side as he was about to administer another sedative.
“Please, don’t do this. I’ll be calm.”
The hypospray was activated and Sam fell into unconsciousness. The Doctor finished with his work got up after gently readjusting Sam’s head back into a more comfortable position. He then got up and handed Max the hypospray before leaving the room.
Max stood watching with a look of serious concentration in his eyes as Sam’s breathing began to shallow out and become more relaxed.
“Computer, arch.” Max ordered. Just as he finished his words an arch appeared behind Max. He took one last look at his captive before turning around and exiting the holodeck.
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Post by nasty on Feb 4, 2008 7:11:06 GMT
“We are the Borg,” Sam’s eyes darted back and forth as she tried to gain her bearings in the dimly lit corridors, “Resistance is futile. Your biological and technological distinctiveness with be added to our own.”
Sam ducked and dodged her way through the dark Borg like corridor. She had no idea where she was but she knew it wasn’t any place she would want to call home.
Where am I? How did I get here? Sam’s mind was racing as she continued down the near endless hallway, ducking and dodging stray rays of light to keep in the shadows.
“Sam!” Max shouted down the corridor.
Sam peered out of the cramped hiding place she had found at the base of the floor and the side of the corridor, “Max?”
“It’s me, hurry up.” Max said covering a T-junction in the dark hallway. Sam hesitated for a second but after weighing her options she found it hard not to go to her ex-boyfriend in these unfamiliar surroundings, “Hurry!” Max shouted, his patience growing thin.
With one push from her legs she forced her body out of the small cut out in the side of the wall. She raced with all that she had toward the one person she knew had done her personal harm rather recently. It was funny how things like that don’t seem to matter when the Borg are concerned.
“Behind you!” Max shouted while aiming his phaser rifle down the corridor past Sam.
Sam fell to the ground after the foot caught on several torn out wires. She was now only a few feet from Max, but instead of scrawling in his direction she turned her head to see several Borg drones walking methodically her way.
“We are the Borg.” The drones said in unison as they continued to approach.
Max fired his phaser rifle but a single plate of shielding blocked the impact from his rifle. Sam began to back pedal as the Borg drones continued to advance unchallenged. Just behind Sam in the darkness the sounds of struggle started, first low but after a few moments they grew into a full fight.
Sam turned her head back and saw as Max lost his short hand to hand battle with a Borg drone. The assimilation tendrils were snapped into his neck and Max fell to the ground, convulsing as his life was being stolen away from him by the millions of tiny nanites invading his body.
“No!!!” Sam screamed as the hand of a Borg drone filled her field of view.
Sam woke up with a loud gasp and partial scream. She was back in the familiar settings she had found herself earlier, this time she wasn’t bound to the bed and her clothes had changed. She was now wearing a yellow dress that complimented her very nicely; it was remarkably similar to a dress she had once worn for a date she had gone on with Max.
“Are you all right?” Max said entering the room. Sam noticed he had changed clothes also, he was wearing a dark blue shirt with dark gray pants, a look that Sam always thought looked good given his dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
“I think so,” Sam said sitting up, “it felt so real.” She finished saying barely above a whisper.
Max moved in closer and sat down next to her. At first Sam was clearly scared as she nearly jumped as Max placed his hand upon hers, “Easy,” he said, “You’ve been through a lot.”
Sam’s head slumped and she curiously looked down at her wrists as if she already knew what was wrong with her, “What happened to me?”
Max inched closer and put his arm around his ex-girl friend and former crewmate, “You were attacked and we saved you.”
“Who’s we?”
“Our organization, the Federation for a Borg Free Starfleet. We’re better known as the FBFS.”
“What do you mean Borg free?”
“Starfleet has been infiltrated by Borg drones. They may appear as if they are free from the powers that the collective but believe me they aren’t. The collective is much stronger than we think, their influence stretches thousands upon thousands of light years, and they simply allow those ‘freed’ drones to live ‘normal’ lives. Don’t you think it’s a bit concerning that more and more freed drones are holding positions of power in Starfleet?”
“I’ve never thought about it.” Sam replied honestly.
“Admiral Mc 7 of 9. It’s in his name for Pete’s sake. He’s a Vice Admiral and in the perfect position to influence Federation policy. Seven of Nine the now famous member of the USS Voyager, Commander Jonathan Kirk, Chief Engineer, formerly of the USS Tiger Shark and now of the USS South Carolina. The list is near endless now.”
“What are you trying to say? You want to kill them?” Sam asked trying to come to grips with what Max has been saying.
“No, we just want them removed from Starfleet. If they wont go willingly then yes they must be removed by force.”
“What does this have to do with me?” Sam asked.
“Easy, we saved you before the Admiral could assimilate you.” Max replied, putting some distance between him and Sam.
“I don’t believe it.” Sam said getting up from the bed and moving across the room.
“You don’t? How about this then? Commander Jonathan Kirk assimilated his commanding officer, Admiral McCormick, when he was in the academy. Now they have a link between themselves that we can’t disrupt. Lt. Commander Thirteen shares this bond as he served with Commander Kirk on board the Tiger Shark. You almost shared that same slave connection with a Vice Admiral, you were almost under the Borg’s control.”
Sam stood silently, her head leaning to one side as she looked out of a nearby window. The sunlight radiated the days heat off her arm as she tried to get her head wrapped around what Max had just told her. The man whom she thought had kidnapped him had actually saved her? Was that story believable? She had been through too much in the near countless days that she had been in captivity and there was the chance that she would start to believe just about anything at this point.
“Where are we?” Sam asked even though she had a good idea already.
“Risa.”
“Thought so.”
“So will you help us?”
Sam turned to face Max, he had a honest look on his face and knew right away that he was dead serious in his offer. Sam shuttered at the thought of another Borg attack and the idea that there were Starfleet officers in key positions with in the Federation, and that those officers could or rather would become fully active drones again. She knew her answer was simple, “Yes.” She said.
“Good, lets get started then.”
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Scott McLean
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Post by Scott McLean on Feb 5, 2008 21:53:56 GMT
McLean woke up early, he had business to attend to on the Raven and it was only a matter of time before he had to start moving in to his new quarters. Vanessa led him by hand to the new massive Galaxy Class starship. He stopped to look at it with Vanessa sitting on his shoulders; the sight of the new ship nearly took his breath away.
“Ready to go inside?”
“I’ve already been inside Daddy,” Vanessa corrected, “Carl took me.”
“Oh he did?” McLean joked with her, “Then you must already know your way around then. Show me Main Engineering.”
“I can’t.” She replied.
“Why is that honey?” McLean asked kneeling down to her level.
“Cause I forgot.” She replied.
“Well then, lets go find it together then. Shall we?” McLean said holding out his hand.
Vanessa took his hand as they walked through security and onto the gang plank that lead to the ship. She marveled at the ship while McLean received more than his fair share of ‘welcome back chief’ comments form passing operations, security officers, and of course fellow engineers. Despite the change in the class the heart and soul of the Raven was her crew and he knew right away that he was back home.
Down in Engineering it was much of the same as the rest of the ship, controlled chaos. Technicians scurried through out the ship working hand in hand with operations and engineering officers to make sure the Raven departed on her scheduled shove off date.
“Who are you and what is she doing down here?” Asked a snooty and overly busy Station Technician.
“Where is Acting Ensign Peterson?” McLean asked, clearly avoiding the rude technician.
“I don’t know this Peterson fellow, but I asked you a question and I expect it to be answered.”
Just as McLean was going to speak up somebody from behind the Technician noticed McLean presence in Main Engineering, “Scott.” He said pushing his way through the passing techs and engineers.
“Who is this man?”
“This is our Chief Engineer, Scott McLean.” Lieutenant Junior Grade Dan Miller replied.
“Pleasure.” McLean joked with Vanessa tugging at his arm. He could tell that she wanted to go look around but with all the activity around he knew it was a bad idea.
“Well Lieutenant,” The tech said eyeing McLean’s pips, “You should know better than to allow your little girl down here. This area is restricted to authorized personnel only, do I need to recite the rule book for you?”
“Actually sir,” Miller said addressing him purposefully for the Lt. Commander rank the Tech wore, “He just came back from an undercover mission- he’s actually Captain McLean. One of those few engineers to break the mold you know?”
McLean watched as the Technician who wore the rank of Lt. Commander swallowed hard, he hadn’t the slightest idea of what to say next.
“I think I know the rule book.” McLean said with the presence of a Captain.
“Of course you do, sir.”
“I appreciate you sticking by your principles though, keep up the good work.” McLean said.
“I will sir, thank you.”
The Lt. Commander scurried away while both of the two officers enjoyed a good laugh, “Thanks Miller.” McLean said patting the junior officer on the back.
“You’re welcome Scott. Speaking of rank, when do you think you’re going to be back to Lt. Commander?”
“I don’t know, that’s the Admiral’s call.” McLean replied, “Say, you seen Peterson around?”
Dan Miller had to think about the question for a second, “CPO Peterson?” he asked and received a agreement from McLean just through a head shake, “Naw, she hasn’t reported in since you left. Actually I think they filed a report against her because of her being AWOL.”
“That’s not like her.” McLean replied.
“I know it’s not. Think something happened?”
“I don’t know, but I’ll find out. Thanks Dan.”
“Any time, and welcome back.”
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Carl Torek
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Post by Carl Torek on Feb 12, 2008 18:51:33 GMT
Mc7 had spoken to Carl .. He'd requested an update on the Ravens' status, and was pleased to hear the ship was ready to leave on her first outing ..
He informed Carl that the Admiralty conference was going to run for another day, or maybe two, then it was possible they would be assigned to return one or more of the attending Admiral's to their respective home-worlds ..
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Later that day, Scott spoke to the Exec' and informed him he was moving into his quarters on the ship. Asking if it would be possible to pick up Vanessa's things, Carl agreed, and arranged to meet the two .. Opening the door on hearing the chime, he just had time to brace himself as the nine year old leapt into his arms ..
"CARRRRL !" she yelled, almost bowling Torek over, managing to send him staggering backward into his quarters ..
"Commander ... Carl." Scott said, remembering they were on 'first name terms' now, "Vanessa was erm .. Eager to see you." he finished, almost apologetically.
"Come in Scott .. I've got everything ready." Carl said, "I was just as eager to see her too." he replied, kissing the little girl on the cheek. Then, managing to pry the girl from his neck and place her on the floor, he stood to one side as Scott and his Daughter gathered her bags, then as they moved toward the door, Vanessa nudged her Father ..
"Ask him Daddy .. Go on .. Ask." she whispered insistently, Scott put the bags down and turned to Carl ..
"It woul .. Vanessa and I would like to invite you for dinner .. Once we're settled in our new quarters." he said.
"I'd be happy to." Carl said, smiling at the two .. Vanessa ran to Carl and gave him a hug, before picking up the bag she'd dropped and waving cheerfully as they left .. He'd look forward to going to dinner Carl decided, but just at that moment, he felt, very alone ...
Deciding to head to the station for a break, he heard the announcement that the Olympia was departing .. He moved to an observation lounge and watched the Prometheus Class ship back out of the dock, then it seemed to spin on it's axis before moving away .. Seconds later, just as the massive doors closed, he saw her jump to warp ...
'Us next' he thought to himself with a wry grin as he got out of the chair and headed to the promenade ..........
< tag: ALL > Come on everyone .. Mission 15 coming up soon .. YEH .. ;D
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Scott McLean
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Post by Scott McLean on Feb 12, 2008 20:30:39 GMT
McLean wasn’t particularly stressed out but things around the Raven were getting chaotic. His inquiries about the sudden disappearance of the appointed Acting Chief Engineer Acting Ensign Samantha Peterson had fallen on deaf ears. With every new avenue tried he received a fresh approach to the same response, ‘request denied’. The fact of the matter was that he wasn’t worried about her disappearance, people are transferred away at a moments notice all the time, it was the fact that nobody seemed to have any idea when, where, or how she left the ship and the station.
Problems continued when he tried to look around the logs and came up with nothing. Either he had went beyond his rank and was caught or he ran into road blocks set up by Starfleet to prevent this style of vigilante investigation. “There are people who do this sort of thing Lieutenant” a security officer had told him, making sure to place the emphasis on McLean’s rank.
On top of all that Carl Torek, the Raven’s well know, well commended First Officer was coming to dinner later on that night because Vanessa had insisted on it. He knew his daughter was quite fond of the Commander and probably looked upon him as an Uncle or other close family figure. McLean didn’t mind since Stephanie had been an only child, and his own family was spread out to far to remain in constant contact with each other.
“Daddy?”
“Yes honey?” McLean replied to his daughters question, his nose still into the data PADD he was reviewing.
“When’s Carl going to be here?”
The second question caught McLean’s attention and he looked up from the PADD to the old clocking hanging from his wall, “A couple of hours, why?”
“No reason.” Her slightly sheepish tone told McLean there was something his little princess wanted to say, but she was far to embarrassed to say it.
“What is it honey?” McLean said as he put down his PADD and scooted across the couch to sit next to Vanessa.
“I miss Carl.” She finally confessed, “We always got to do fun things, like going fishing, playing on the beach, watching baseball games.”
“I know,” McLean said thinking about the time he has spent with her, “We do those things too.”
“No we don’t. You’re always working too much.” McLean was taken back by Vanessa’s pure and brutal honesty. Even though he the time off to spend with Vanessa he instead took a special assignment aboard the USS Nevada.
“I know it’s hard right now sweetheart, but I’ll be better.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.” McLean said kissing her on the top of her head, “Now why don’t you go get ready? Commander Torek will be here in just a little while.”
“Carl.” Vanessa corrected her father.
“You’re right, Carl will be here in a little while.”
With out saying another word Vanessa slid off the couch and rushed back to her new room. McLean sat and really let his mind go blank. It was the first time in a very long time that he just looked at his wall and beyond it. The sudden stop of all conscious thoughts let his mind flash pictures that only his eyes could see. Stephanie with her beautiful long brown hair flowing in the breeze, her piercing brown eyes caught his, her soft pink lips that she used to bite when she was being playful. The fun way she would whisper into his ear, the tickling feeling that used to run up his spine when she did that brought a smile to McLean’s face and tears to his eyes.
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