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Post by Magellan Lin on Oct 16, 2003 15:47:15 GMT
THIS THREAD IS FOR THE SHIPS IN ORBIT OF THE COLONY, CURRENTLY THE JEFFERSON AND VICTORY. DO NOT START ANOTHER THREAD.
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Post by Magellan Lin on Oct 16, 2003 16:16:38 GMT
Magellan made his way swiftly down to the main Shuttlebay. He arrived just in time to see the Runabout settle down on a pad and its door slid open. He caught out the corner of his eye Lt Zoilip approaching. The bolian came and stood beside him at the window. "The ship is clear. The borg maybe on the Jeffers but they aint over here." "Are they holding them?" "I believe so Aral Gibson has them contained I believe and I ve had confirmation that Commodore Loskene has successfully beamed down to the plan..." Zoilip paused as he saw the man emerging from the Runabout. "Is...Is that. No not Commander Steve." "The one and the same" Magellan smiled. The two officers walked to the door and greeted the new arrival. "Steve. Good to see you" Magellan greeted extending his hand in the appropriate human greeting. "And you sir. A few more pips to your collar" he nodded grasping the hand warmly. "And a new ship. Shes nice." "Shes not bad, still ironing out the wrinkles really, thats if the borg leave her intact." Zoilip bobbed forward his blue skin flushed in pleasure. "And Zoilip your still here" Steve laughed "Oh yes sir. I ll be here as long as the Admiral is, can't see me being anywhere else as long as theres trouble for him to get in" Magellan faked a frown and indicated for the two men to accompany him. "I ve got to ask Steve, What are you doing here? I take it your still with Starfleet Intelligence?" "I couldnt answer that even if I wanted to" Steve grinned "But word of your findings here reached me and my team leader decided it important I was here." Magellan paused at the turbolift to allow the two others entrance. "I see. That will have to do then. You know our situation then?" "Pretty much, you ve found a colony of what looks like ex-borg from the Battle of Wolf 359. The Jefferson has engaged and destroyed a Borg Scoutship and the El Salvador is still looking for the missing Starfleet Scout ship." "That covers it. But whats your angle on this?" Steve paused and called for the turbolift to halt. "Consider this. The ex-borg on the colony are from Wolf 359, a lot of important Starfleet Officers were assimilated that day, if they are alive we need to know." "Granted but theres more isnt there." "Yes. Why would the borg be interested in these ex borg. They don't usually bother with them. What is so special about them that they are so intent on finding them again?" Magellan nodded Steve had a good point, one that he didnt have an answer to. "Very well Steve I trust you to tell me what I need to know. I suggest you and Zoilip go over our tactical data and see what you can come up with. I have a little job for someone." The two officers nodded. The turbolift halted and the two of them disembarked, Magellan continued on to the bridge. "Lt Savali" he called to the new Ops Manager. "Yes Sir" "You are aware we have a comms problem. I want you to work with Ensign Lasouux to find some way to break through the interference to the planet so that I can contact Loskene and Walker. We'll also need to re-establish the transporter lock so that we can get them out."
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Post by steve on Oct 16, 2003 21:40:03 GMT
Steve skipped out of the turbolift and turned to Zoilip and smiled. "You seem in a very good mood commander" Zoilip stated. "I am" Steve said with a big grin on his face. "How can u be in a good mood with Borg about" "It’s just great to be back, you have a lot to fill me in on, we going to head down to your office?" Steve headed towards Zoilip's office before he had a chance to say otherwise. "Aye aye sir" Zoilip said with a smile. As Zoilip walked he thought how good it was to have an old face back, Steve may only be a commander but he has been around for as long as most Admirals and is an old hat when it comes to situations like this.
They both stepped into Lt Zoilip's office and both sat down. Steve looked up at Zoilip "Who’s got my job then?" he said with a laugh. Zoilip chuckled "Riker had it after you did and now Jeff Walker, why did you want it back?" They both sat there laughing, Steve missed the old times on the Victory B, This maybe a new ship and a newish crew but there was so much that was the same. "So how is life in Starfleet Intelligence?" Zoilip asked knowing Steve couldn’t tell him that much. "If I told you I would have to kill you" Steve smiled and jested towards some pads on the desk in front of him. "Our tactical data?" "Aye sir, sensor scans of both the Borg ship and of the planet below, but both are very limited." Zoilip picked up another pad and handed it to Steve "This is a list of all updates to the ship and changes to normal procedure we have made." "Right thanks for this Zoilip, it has been along trip and I need some rest, I am going to head to my quarters and read these in peace" Steve got up and headed for the door. "That’s if I have quarters yet?" "I will sort them for you now commander" "Thanks" The door opened in front of Steve "Let Magellan know which quarters I have, I want to be contacted as soon as our situation changes." "Aye aye sir"
And with that Steve walked off out of sight heading towards his quarters for an over due rest
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Post by aralgibson on Oct 18, 2003 2:48:19 GMT
Aral looked slightly cynical as he stared at the dead Borg that lay in front of them.
He hated Borg, more than he hated anything, he hated Borg. He shook off the thoughts and made use of the open Comm link.
"Commander T'Ale?"
"Yes, Lt.?"
"Is there any other concentrated Borg readings as the one you detected in Engineering?"
"No, but that doesn't mean there isn't smaller packs of them around, assimilating the ship."
"Thank you sir... any word from the commodore?"
Aral heard the commander sigh, "Nothing yet, I really hope he's being careful down there."
Aral chuckled, "Don't worry commander, Well I'm going to find the rest of my team, I hope they're still alive." he said suddenly solemn.
"Alright Lt. Keep the link open."
Aral nodded to himself and then gestured for the team to follow him. So far he only had a twisted arm, and no fatalities from the teams he had found, but there was still the teams that they hadn't found yet.
As they entered the turbolift he looked at Lt. Jordan, "How many teams haven’t we found yet?"
"2, sir, they were taking the decks surrounding the mess hall."
They stepped out onto the mess hall deck and Aral winced. The Borg were tearing down the plating around the corridor and were building alcoves into the walls, and there in the middle of the Borg were two ensigns stuck in a Jeffries tube. One had his leg pulled at an awkward angle against the door as if it had been forced closed on his knee, but had been opened. The leg was caught on something, and everytime the other ensign pulled on him to get him out, the ensign yelled in pain. A Borg walked right past Aral and began to take down the plating by the turbolift ignoring both Aral, his team, and the stuck ensigns.
"We're not a threat yet." he said to the group of officers behind him, " and make sure we aren’t until I say we are."
They carefully moved between the Borg, toward their trapped comrades. The eyes ignored them, as they quietly walked past, their weapons raised.
"Matthew's." Aral whispered hoarsely.
"Yessir?" he whispered back with fear the only component in his voice.
"Free the ensign." he gestured toward the Jeffries opening and Matthews, shaking in fear, moved toward the wall. He pulled a long sharp wire from the dismantled wall and pulled it out giving slack to the wire caught on the leg of the ensign, he pulled the wire off, and helped the Ensign slither out. His partner after him.
"Everyone- move towards the mess hall, we have to see if the other team is in there." The group moved past the busy Borg and stepped into the mess hall. A flash of weapons fire came at them and Aral ducked down.
"Henderson! It's us!" Jordan yelled.
Molly looked up; she was in corner, hiding behind the bar. She had a fellow officer laying beside her, still breathing, yet unconscious.
"I couldn't get out." she said in relieved voice, "Not if I had to drag him." she pointed at the other officer. "All I could do was hold em' off, they didn't think me enough of a threat to waste time getting me, especially if I picked em' off as they walked through the door."
Aral nodded, "Jordan, Matthews pick him up. "
The 2 officers pulled the unconscious officer to his feet.
"Commander T'Ale, what was that about no large Borg signatures?" he grimaced in frustration.
"Lt.?" came the commander's reply.
"There's about 20 Borg on the mess hall deck."
"Good God, they must have put up some sort of jamming field."
Aral nodded, "Exactly my thoughts. Gibson out."
"Lets go deal with these things." Aral said trying to keep morale up, although he himself felt there wasn't much of a chance of getting through. So much for dealing with the bloody Borg quick.
"Modulate your rifles again, we'll get a few decent shots in that way."
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Post by Felix Savali on Oct 18, 2003 21:45:03 GMT
After Magellan told him and Lasouux what to do Felix and Lasouux got to the job right away , first problem was the comm aray, there us some sort of a jaming field around the planet.
Lasouux:"We could try to pinpoint the source of the jamming and then use the ships phasers to destroy it."
Felix:"You try to pinpoint the source and ill see to if we can penetrate the jaming, it is probably standard borg jaming tech."
After that they got to work . Felix tried reconfigureing the aray , but with no success it seems as these borg know all of the federation tricks and there is no way to break thru the interfeerence using standard methods.
Meanwhile Lasouux was trying to pinpoint the source of the interfeerence , but as the jaming was affecting the sensors he had little luck , but he managed to find where the concentration of the waves was the biggest.
Lasouux:"I have found what i belive is the source of the interfeerence , it is a building of some sort , cant get a good reading on it , because the jammming is distorting the sensors also."
Felix:"I belive i have found a way to breakthrugh the interfeerence , we wont get a clear comm signal but enough to comunicate."
Felix:"Patch the comm system thru the deflector dish , reversing the polarity of the subspace chanel , causing it to flow thrugh the distortion like a water drop in the ocean."
Lasouux:"Yes i belive it might work , lets give it a try."
And they got to work to configure the dish , after few moments they were finished.
=/\=Lt.Savali to adm. Magellan , o belive we have found a way to communicate with the surface , requesting permision to try and contact cmdr. Walker.=/\=
=/\=Permision granted lt. if you are successfoul contact me imediately , Magellan out=/\=
After that they tried to open a chanel with cmdr. Walker.
=/\=Victory to Walker , do you read us=/\=
=/\=..... ....... ....... rgfh. ...hdf.....rzz=/\=
Felix:"Try to boost additional power to the comm aray."
=/\=Do....you....copy.....transport.....=/\=
Felix:"Lasouux it doesnt seem like this will work this way , transfer all auxiliary power to the comm aray."
Lasouux:"Yes , sir"
This is no anomaly , vote for Savali.
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Post by Felix Savali on Oct 20, 2003 16:54:14 GMT
After they have boosted up all auxiliary power to the comm system the comm with the surface has cleard up.
=/\=USS Victory to away team do you copy?=/\=
=/\=This is security officer we recive you.=/\=
"We did it Lasouux."
"Yes we did , sir."
=/\=Lt. Savali to Adm. Magellan , we have restored the comm with the away team.=/\=
This is no anomaly , vote for Savali.
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Post by tale on Oct 21, 2003 2:59:32 GMT
Quote posted by Losken on Planet thread: The Borg advanced a few more steps towards Loskene.
Loskene: Well, I suppose I have no choice but to destroy you.
Loskene took out his communicator and tried hailing the Jefferson. He managed to get a channel open, but just barely.
T'Ale: Comm- --Ale here.
Loskene: Commander? This is Loskene. I suppose you know where I am on the surface?
T'Ale: Yes sir. But we can't seem to lock onto-- too-- inter--ence.
Loskene: I know. I want you to listen to me carefully. I want you to target my position with torpedos.
T'Ale: Sir?
Loskene: Do as I say, Commander.
T'Ale: ...Yes sir.
Loskene: Fire on my command.... Well, I'm afraid that this little assimilation will have to be canceled.
The Borg stopped in there tracks.
Loskene: Get back or I will blow us all to hell.
Loskene looked up at the ceiling and noticed a large glowing green chamber.
Loskene: That's your vinculum isn't it? If this is destroyed, there will be no more collective here.
The Borg materialized out of the room and Loskene was suddenly alone.
T'Ale: .....Sir?
Loskene: Once I'm out of the building, fire on this location!
T'Ale: Sir... Losing----Sig--
Loskene: Commander T'Ale? Come in....Come in! Agh... Damn.
Loskene took in a deep breath and headed outside of the structure.
Loskene: T'Ale?! T'Ale? Fire! Fire now!
Loskene looked up at the sky and saw nothing. His phaser was not powerful enough to destroy the vinculum, so he ran off into the barren wasteland, trying to continue his original mission, to find the Victory's away team... End Quote. T'Ale: Come in sir. Can you here me? Nothing but static. T'Ale: D#*m. We need to get those photons to lock on to the target that Loskene was at. Gibson, What is your status? Have we cleared out the yet from the ship? <Gibson> T'Ale: Very well continue with clearing them out from the ship with whatever method necessary. WE need to get the ship back and Loskene and the crew back from the planet. T'Ale out. <Gibson> T'Ale: Lt. Hayward (NPC) Fire on the last known location of Commodore Loskene. Lt. Hayward (NPC): Sir? Isn't there a good chance we could hurt or kill him? T'Ale: Yes there is and he is aware of that possibility. Lt. Hayward(NPC): Yes sir. T'Ale: Fire when locked on to target. TBC
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Post by Magellan Lin on Oct 21, 2003 18:42:07 GMT
Magellan remained on the edge of his seat. He hated borg. "Sir The Jefferson is firing" Felix alerted Magellan leapt out of his seat and ran to Felix's side. "On screen" The bridge crew watched as the flash of a photon torpedo dwindled into the distance towards the planet. "Get me the Jefferson now." Magellan demanded. In short order T'Ale s face appeared on the viewscreen. "Whats happening Commander?" The Commander relayed what Loskene had said and ordered. Magellan nodded gravely, this confrmed that there were borg on the surface and who knew how many. He called off the Comm and instead contacted Walker. "Comnmander Walker please report." Walkers voice replied rather huskily "We are fine, we have been attacked by Borg but have repelled them for the moment. We are camped at the ruins of teh scoutship." "Have you made contact with the Colonists." "Yes sir, and they are nt very amicable. I have a Vulcan helping repair the scout ship and a Bajoran has just left us for the main habitation." "What do they have to say for themselves?" "Not much, just that they don t want us and most interestingly that they didnt send the signal." "Very interesting. If thats true they may have a sabateur in their midst. Commander I m going to have to ask you to do something very difficult. I m going to send you Commander Steve with a security team of 20 officers. He may have information pertinent to you. I want you to go to the colony, find out whats happening and get as many of these people out of there as possible. Keep a look out for Commodore Loskene, he may need your help. I ll send Steve down in Runabouts, they can provide fire support and help transport refugees." "Ah Sir" Walker replied "I ll wait here for Steves teams" "Good luck Jeff. Victory Out." "Did you hear all that Steve" Magellan asked "Yes sir" "Then get a move on" Steve nodded with a smile and ran to the turbolift. "Savali get me a comm link to the El Salvador I need an update. And get an engineer up here I want some views on anti borg technology." "Aye sir putting you through now"
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Post by trekkie3 on Oct 21, 2003 20:03:19 GMT
Samantha was sitting in the shuttle on the way to the Victory-C with her feet up on the console sipping a glass of hot chocolate and reading an old Robin Hood novel. She had read the mission report on the Victory earlier this morning and she had a banging headache. She could have taken something for it but she didn’t like taking hyprosprays. She leaned back a bit further in her chair and continued to read.
“Shuttlecraft approaching U.S.S. Victory,” the computer informed. Samantha sat up placing her hot chocolate and PAD on the console and starred up at the ship.
“Switch to manual control,” she requested. The bleep as it processed her request, “And open a channel to the Victory-C.”
“Channel open,” the computer responded.
“This shuttlecraft 4, asking permission to dock,” she said.
“Permission granted,” came the response of the man and she closed the channel.
Samantha maneuvered the ship towards the shuttle bay door and watched the ship as she passed around it. She moved the ship through the shuttle bay door and set it down on the floor. She had done navigation as her minor at the academy. She opened the shuttle bay door looked out at her new home. She walked into the back of the shuttle and picked up her 3 big bags and threw them over her back. Then picked up another small suitcase and stepped out into the shuttle bay.
“Would you like some help with that?” offered an officer from the corner of the shuttle bay.
“Sure,” she called back. He walked over and took the small suitcase and one of the bags of her.
“Thank you,” she said. Samantha was looking forward to seeing Felix. He had wanted to greet her but had been on duty at the time she had arrived and with the mission he couldn’t leave his station.
She walked to her quarter with the other officer and they chatted about each of there academy days. When they arrived they each placed the bags on the floor.
“Hope to speak to you again,” he said, “I better get back to my station.”
She nodded, “I should report in and thank you again.”
He left her quarter and she followed him soon after. She decided unpacking would have to wait.
She stepped out onto the bridge and was nearly knocked over by a man who came running towards her.
“Sorry,” he said as he rushed into the turbo lift.
She waited for the admiral to finish his conversation with the El Salvador and then he walked up to the captain chair.
“Lt Samantha Parker Chief Engineer reporting in,” she said to Admiral Magellan.
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Post by Magellan Lin on Oct 22, 2003 15:53:35 GMT
"Ah excellent an engineer. That was quick Felix" Magellan announced as he finished his unsuccessful communication with the El Salvador. "Right I need you to work on developing some anti borg defences for the ship. We have a new CEO coming but I wouldnt worry, make any changes you see fit, they can always change it back when they get here. I wont let them hold you responsible." Sam looked at Felix and then turned to face Magellan "I am the new CEO Sir" Magellan stooped mid step, he turned slowly to face her a sheepish smile on his face that was soon obscured by a broad grin. "Ahh. Lt Samantha Parker I presume." "Yes sir" "you ve probably already told me that havent you" "Yes sir" "Right. Well welcome to the Victory and welcome to the Lions den. We have a situation with the borg. I have crew on the surface in danger and the Jefferson is containing a boarding action. I need you to work with Felix, COO and Lasouux, Asst CSO to develop some borg deterrent weapons for both personnel and the Vic. I think you will find a lot of useful information in files of Admiral Janeways and Capt Picards. You need my access codes toget in so use Magellan Alpha-nine-delta-symbiosis."
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Post by Felix Savali on Oct 22, 2003 20:39:12 GMT
Off:This is a joint post made on MSN by Felix and Samantha.
Samantha headed into the turbolift followed by Felix and Lasouux.
"Science Lab 2," she requested.
While the lift was going Samantha asked Felix:
Samantha:"Lt. Savali could you fill me in on our current situation?"
Felix:"The borg have a dampening field around the planet and it is messing with our communication systems , but me and Lasouux here managed to fix that for now."
"Thankyou Lt," she said.
Samantha:"First we will need to view the data on what has already been done and what the borg has already adapted too," she conited, "I heard something about future techonology being used be Voyager, maybe we could modify on that."
Felix:"Hm maybe but there are some nice tricks in Picards data , perhaps we should use a simple phaser riffle with beam and frequency modulators if we do it right we might get 30 solid shots from each riffle before they adapt."
The turbolift door openned and the three officers walked out. She smiled at Felix, "Good idea."
Samantha:"But make sure we use frequencies that haven't been used before or the borg will have a ready adapted to them,"
"If i may":
"Go ahead ensign"
"We can connect the modulators to the computer and it will isolate the frequencies that have not yet been used , and if we use it on each riffle we will get several riffles with each one capable of shooting 30 shots without the problem that they will addapt , if they addapt to one we will have another."
He said as they were walking to the science lab.
"We still need to come up with some ideas for defences and weapons for the ships, but the first prority is to protect the away team," Samantha said.
Samantha:"I think me and Lt Savali should go to one weapons locker and collect a some rifles while you begin the scan," suggested Samantha.
Felix:"That sounds like a good idea, ensign you go ahead and start the preparaion of the modulaors while we bring the weapons."
"Yes sir": Lasouux said as he went to the lab to start the preparations of the modulators
Meanwhile Felix and Samantha headed for the weapons locker.
Felix:"So Sam what do you think of the Victory so far , you only got here and aour already have an important task?": said Felix
She smiled, "I haven't had much time to take assigment of the Victory yet, ask me in a few days."
Samantha:"You've been here for a bit longer what do think of the ship so far?"
Felix:"Well not much longer only a few hours longer , she's not like the America , which btw. was a Soverign class , but it seems ok for now , havent manipulated her systems alot yet, ask me when i do."
They arrived at the weapons locker and they took the phasers of the top of the wall and and they lifted them down carring three each. Also they took 4 phasor riffles each and hung them over their shoulder, which was enough for now.
After that they headed back to the lab while talking about Samanthas training mission and Felix's assignement on the America , and before they new it they were back at the lab where Lasouux was already finished with modifying the frequency and beam modulators.
This is no anomaly , vote for Savali.
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Post by cavit on Oct 23, 2003 2:44:59 GMT
Strife who was confined ot her quarters by Losekene because of illness was weak to stand but now she was getting scared against the CMO's orders she got out of bed she knew there was borg on the ship and she was orderd to hide there but she found the stregth to stand.
She looked at the sword on her wall it was givin to her by her father .. she thought that they would adapt to energy wepons so she pulled her sword off the mantle and stuck it in it's sheath on her belt and the opend one of her desk drawers and pulled out twin knives that where about a foot and a half long each and attached the nto the scabbord on her back
she rushed out of her quarters she was only a helmsmen but she was also had a lot of combat training she found a hole group of borg climbing up a catwalk near by and she jumped into the swarm she pulled one of the knives on her back and fliped t striaght into the first borgs throat then slashed the next neck open cutting viens and circutry she was a slying meance she jumped down on a borgs back and snapped it;s neck and she found her self face to face with Aral Gibson a boy she knew at the academy
She let out a grinn "Need help?"
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Post by Loskene on Oct 23, 2003 3:37:27 GMT
OOC: Please welcome our new CNO, Strife Cavit. Welcome aboard!
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Post by mikepasek on Oct 23, 2003 21:27:12 GMT
Mike’s Ferengi pilot Qarek was beginning his final approach as Mike looked over the data he received about his new ship's transfer. It seems that the Jefferson had a lot of trouble with the Borg and that the Vic is also there but they didn’t have any Borg onboard. Curious, how do they pick their target? Mike’s shuttle docked in the shuttle bay of the Jefferson and Mike quickly got out. “Wait for me here Qarek, we’ll take care of the luggage later.”, said Mike thinking that it’s not wise to wait to long with the Borg onboard. He rushed out of the shuttle and into the turbolift. “Main bridge.”, said Mike thinking about the seriousness of this situation and the responsibility he’ll have now when a whole department is trusted to him. The turbolift stopped and Mike got onto the bridge. The people there were fussing and buzzing around so Mike realized there would be a pile of work for him to do. Not wanting to spend any more minutes idle he introduced him self: “Lt. JG Michael Pasek reporting for duty, sir. I’m assigned to be your new CScO.”
OCC: Hi everyone, nice to be here. Who ever is now in charge of the bridge, please take over.
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Post by Loskene on Oct 23, 2003 21:59:13 GMT
OOC: I'm on the surface, btw. ;D
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Post by cavit on Oct 23, 2003 22:10:30 GMT
Stife was having fun near a cat walk a group of borg surrounded the group and Strife left them to take them head on she pulled the first one and smashed him face first in to a bulkhead the she unsheathed on of her knives and drove it thought the seonds chest and she shoved the second over a rail.
"Strife get out of there" Gibson called out to her
"No way" Strife called back she wasn't watching when a borg grabbed her from behind she threw it over her shoulder and over the rail at gibsons feet . Gibson paled at two more borg dropped from the cat walk to his feet he Turned to see a dozen more headed straight at them
OFF just a short post because i am bore here lol
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Post by aralgibson on Oct 23, 2003 23:56:18 GMT
"Cavit? Strife Cavit?!" He looked her straight in the face, she smiled at him impishly, and he nodded, "Definitly Strife Cavit."
She grinned, "Yep!"
Aral spun around to face his group of officers, then he looked back at Cavit, "Get back in your quarters, Strife, we dont need more deaths other than what can't be avoided." He began to hurry toward his fighting team.
Aral's only weapon, was his rifle, and his rifle wasn't a useful firing weapon any more. That left him without a firing weapon. But that didn't mean he didn't have any weapons.
The butt of the rifle swiped the borg accross the head, with a cracking sound. It fell to the floor, and Aral moved onto the next borg. When that one too lay limply at his feet, He turned around and moved to the back of his team, to check on how bad the injuries were. There was only a few, and it wasn't that serious. But it could become serious if the borg came back at the injured officers. He helped them into the Messhall where he aided them in hiding in the spot Henderson had been. He helped them position themselves so that they could fire their rifles if they could find a new bunch of frequencies. He piled barrels of food and drinks infront of them, so that if they could not fire they may be able to hide..... maybe.
He stepped back out to the battle, so far there was no new injuries. He ran toward his team where he came beside Cavit who was stabbing a borg in the gut, and took a final swipe at its neck.
"Strife! I told you to stay in your quarters!" He yelled at her.
"What for?" she replied playfully, "Theres nothing to do there!"
Aral rolled his eyes, "Fine! Come on! We're pushing them back! Lets see how far we can go with that."
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For probaly the next hour Aral's Security team(now including a stubborn Cavit) and the Borg played a game of Cat and mouse. First the Security team would be pushing them back and then the borg would drive them against a dead end. Luckily Aral got some reinforcments about halfway through, The Victory had sent help. Aral knew they wouldn't of made it without them. Somehow they ended up in a cat walk, and they had finaly seemed to be taking the upper hand. Strife was fighting a good old fashioned battle using her sword and knife with skill. The whole team was holding up well, when out of no where, Aral would never find out how or when they arrived, A huge group of reinforcements for the borg came at them. Aral could do nothing but yell, "Retreat!" They were of course faster then the borg, and they reached the door and locked it. But it wouldn't last for long, the damn borg would break through it somehow.
He quickly tapped his combadge,
"Gibson to Science!"
"Pasek here!"
"Flood the Catwalk with ANYTHING that would take down a borg! We've got them trapped inside but it wont last for long. Hurry Mr. Pasek!"
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Post by mikepasek on Oct 24, 2003 7:45:12 GMT
Mike had to think quickly, the team’s lives depended upon it. The thing came to him after a second and he initiated it immediately. He rerouted the static charge form the ships Static Collector through the conduits to the catwalk where the Borg were. A discharge of that magnitude should fry every Borg tissue or circuit inside. In fact, this would fry anything inside. =/\= Step away from the door. Quickly! Just a step or two. =/\= Gibson was a bit puzzled but he stepped away and ordered the team to do so as well. The next moment loud explosions and cracks were heard through the door and a few sparks jumped around the door making it glow with a strange blue light. After a few moments everything quieted down and the team could hear thumps coming from the inside, like bodies falling down. =/\= Pasek to Lt. Gibson. =/\= =/\= Gibson here. Well? =/\= =/\= I think I managed to fry them. There are no more Borg life signatures there. Check it out, but be very careful. =/\=
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Post by trekkie3 on Oct 24, 2003 18:18:36 GMT
They waited as the computer programmed the first and stared at the console looking for problems and mistakes. They were very apprehensive for a problem to appear, may of officer lives depended on them and finding a way to protect against the Borg. Samantha pulled a seat from behind and sat down not taking her eyes of the screen. A few minutes later there was a bleep from the console and the message appeared on the screen indicating the computer had finished. Samantha picked up the phaser and began to check the weapon.
“It seems to be working,” commented Samantha.
She plugged it back in the computer and checked that the program had loaded. Felix and Lasouux watched over her shoulder, which made her kind of nerves, she didn’t like people watching her. She then ran a diagnostic, which took another 5 minutes of being anxious. The diagnostic came up as the weapon was in working order.
Felix walked over to the replicator.
“A ham sandwich please,” he said. The sandwich appeared and it placed it on a chair. Samantha and Lasouux wondered what he was up too. He took the weapon of Samantha and fixed it at the sandwich and fixed. The sandwich vaporized.
“Seems to be working,” he commented with a grin, “But the only way to the test weapon probably is in the field.”
“We should program the rest and then get them ready to transport the surface and USS Jefferson,” Samantha said and Lasouux took another weapon and plugged it in to the console.
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Post by aralgibson on Oct 24, 2003 20:22:29 GMT
They approuched the door, Aral nodded at Matthews to open the door. They gathered on either side of it and when is whisked open they jumped in. Nothing shot at them. Nothing breathed. Nothing moved.
They moved slowly through the room, checking for survivors. They found nothing but burned bodies. The only sound beside their own breathing was the sizzling of circuits and flesh. Cavit had her sword out and was in a position to attack anything that made a sudden move. No one went any where near her. Once they had made sure nothing had survived Aral tapped his combadge,
"Gibson to Pasek."
"Pasek here."
"It worked, Congratulations Lt."
"Thank you sir."
"Gibson out."
Aral turned to his team, and motioned for them to head back to their quarters. The Victory team stayed back and Aral thanked them all for assisting them in destroying the borg. They left for the Victory. Aral headed for the bridge and Strife joined him.
"Aren't you restricted to quarters?" he asked her.
"Yes, but i'm going to see if our good Commander will lift it." she grinned at him.
"Your butt on the line not mine." he smirked at her, and they entered the turbolift. As they stepped onto the bridge, Aral called to the commander,
"Sir, the borg are taken care of thanks to the quick thinking of our new Science officer."
"Very good! Take your station Mr. Gibson," T'ale looked around at Aral, and spotted Strife.
Strife just grinned.
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Post by cavit on Oct 24, 2003 20:56:28 GMT
Strife rested her head on gibsons shoulder the fight left her weak, she refused to go to her quarters and T'ale gave up arguing with her since she didn't want to go anywhere but the bridge so she allowed Strife to stay on the bridge
"Nice fighting there" Gibson said
"mmhmm" Strife nuzzled her head further on his shoulder and closed her eyes
"Where did you learned to fight like that? , I mean i seen you fight once before but that was in the academy messhall" Gibson tried to remain still becuase her head was still on her shoulder
There was a two minute pause where T'ale walked up to them both and pointed to Strife and simply said "Shh she's asleep"
*Why me Gibson thought* He didn't know how long he had to sit still and he didn't want to know but he let the girl on his shoulder sleep for the time being
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Post by mikepasek on Oct 24, 2003 22:19:20 GMT
OCC: I’ll be introducing two NPCs in this post and they will remain my NPCs until further notice.
Mike was relieved to hear that the security team was all right and that his idea worked. His first job on his new ship was successful; it is a nice start. Mike turned to the Science II and addressed the two ensigns standing in front of it. “Excuse me, ensigns at Science II. Are you in the science department?” “Yes we are, sir.”, they replied in unison. “What are your names?” “I’m Telak, and she is Tomora.”, said the Vulcan and introduced his Takaran friend. “Excellent. Telak you get over here”, Mike said leaving Science I, “and watch it for me. If anything changes call me immediately. Tomora you continue your work over there. I want you to pull out any and all data on the Borg we have. We must find a way to kill as many Borg in as little time and with as little resources as possible. I’ll be back in 10 minutes, I have something to do.” “Aye sir!”, they said and Mike quickly left the bridge. He wanted to activate Orko so he could be useful to. If nothing else, security could use a fixed up Arvadian combat drone. He’ll just need to attach his weapons. He keeps them off him just to be safe but now every weapon is precious.
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Post by aralgibson on Oct 25, 2003 0:30:40 GMT
He rolled his eyes. Just perfect, On duty with a CNO sleeping on his shoulder. He slowly lowered her to the floor, Aral grimaced as she began to move, thinking she had woken up but she just turned onto her side. He exhaled, and carried about his duties as if there wasn't a person sleeping on the floor beside him.
"Gibson, any sign of Loskene yet?" The commmander asked a worried look on T'ales face.
"No, sir, nothing, but the Victory has apparently made contact with their away team on the surface."
"Very good. Hopefully they spot the captain."
If he's alive. Aral thought to himself.
When his shift ended, he picked up Strife and entered the trbolift. He headed for Cavits quarters and opened the door (luckily she hadn't bothered to lock it when she hurried off to join the battle.) He set her down in her bed pulled the covers over her and left for his own quarters, to have a well earned sleep.
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Post by cavit on Oct 25, 2003 0:54:59 GMT
Strife Rolled over and she fell stright out of the bed and as she landed on the floor hard.
she let out a groan and picked up her pillow and she dragged herslef across the hall were loskene's quarters she thought it was gibsons quarters so she entered casually
More or less to her dismay they were four borg there,
*Why didn't the sensors pick it up the though* she thought , letting out a sigh at least gibson didn't remove her knives from the holster on her back whipping them out she let out a sneer
"Come on you bastarts letting the four drons surround her , they moved in at one .. thier first and last mistake she she spun in a round house and slashing at a borg at the same time letting them fall into the other to the she whipped around to the one she slashed and slashed it across the throat to finnishe it off
that left three
The jump on top of the middle one and and drove one of her knives into the gut and drove it upwards into the chest.
now there where two
She stood up and looked at the remaining to and smiled mischiveously
"Come you [word deleted]" she hissed her head was ready to explode the poision from her last mission was still affecting her thats why she was hidden away in her quarters in the first place.
She rushed forward to the closest one and threw the knife in the right hand into its eye not slowing down her forward movment as the borg fell she pulled the knife out of the borgs eye and the she held the knives in front of her She collided with the borg driving both knifes into it's chest she pulled the borg up and held it hight using the knives with her last remaining stregth
"Stay off our ship" she spat at it then drove it downwards with the knives still in it and it dropped dead
She felt her insides burning she walked a few fet and then she passed out on Loskene's bed dead way snoring softly
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Post by Loskene on Oct 25, 2003 1:22:38 GMT
Commodore Loskene exited the shuttle craft and into the Victory's landing bay. He was fatigued and he contacted Magellan through the comm.
Loskene: Admiral?
Magellan: Loskene? Are you alright?
Loskene: Yeah....it's me sir. I'm ok.
Magellan: Are you sure? Well, I will be able to meet with you in about 15 minutes. We think all of the Borg on both ships have been eradicated and--
Loskene: Sir...May I make a personal request?
Magellan: ....Go ahead.
Loskene: Can we maybe meet in a few hours? I just need some rest.
Magellan: Alright, but I really need to meet with you.
Loskene: Alright sir, in a few hours, I promise!
Loskene walked to the transporter room and told the man to transport him to the Jefferson.
Loskene rematerialized on the transporter pad on the Jefferson and walked off weakly. A tired looking, dirty Aral Gibson came through the door.
Gibson: Sir!
Loskene: At ease, Lieutenant. And you look like you could use some rest as well.
Gibson: I think I'll be ok Sir. What happened down there?
Loskene: It's a long story, and I don't feel like telling it right now... Let's just say that the Borg told me some things I didn't really want to know.
Gibson: Oh... Well, we're pretty damn sure all the Borg are dead sir.
Loskene: Well done.
Gibson: Well sir, I couldn't have done it without Cavit.
Loskene: Cavit??
Gibson: The same.
Loskene: Oh God. I hope you had a mop ready.
Gibson: Haha. Yes sir, she did a fine job with those knives.
Loskene: From what I hear she's a bit....wild.
Gibson: ....You could say that.
Loskene: Why was she allowed out of her quarters? I heard she had a sickness and--
Gibson: She um...walked out of her quarters.
Loskene: I see....Well I think I'm gonna get a few hours of shuteye.
Gibson: Aye sir.
Loskene walked tiredly into the corridor and entered his quarters. It smelled like blood... Loskene turned the lights on and saw several Borg bodies, looked massacred.
Loskene: What the hell?
Loskene walked over the Borg bodies and over to the comm panel near his bed. He noticed a women lying there. Loskene examined her further and cleared his throat, trying to alert her to his presence. She did not wake up.
Loskene: Who are you? ....Hey!
Cavit: Ooh....Wha--? Who....Commodore??
Loskene: Explain, why are you in my quarters, and get off my bed!
Cavit: I....thought these were Aral's quarters...
Loskene: Wait, why were you going to Aral's quarters??
Cavit: I had to ask him something.
Loskene: Ugh....
Cavit: Lieutenant Cavit at your service sir. Sorry about the mess.
Loskene: I assume that this is your doing...
Cavit: Yep. You like?
Loskene: I must say, you fight like an 8472...
Cavit: I have years of expierence with taking down foes.
Loskene: Listen Lieutenant, I do not believe that this is the appropriate setting for a conversation....
Cavit: Oh....why not?
Loskene: These are my quarters. I'd be happy to talk with you in my ready room or the situation room...
Cavit: Ohh...I see. Protocols and such. Sorry!
Cavit ran out of the room.
Loskene: Loskene to maintenence, I have a little mess down here....
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