USS Victory C- Episode 4.2 - Mission Neyounce

[sarina]

Sarina had just arrived on the bridge for Alpha shift, stepping off the turbolift in time to hear Lt. Cmdr. Gonto speak.

"Commander, we are now in a standard orbit around Neyounce,"

She'd no sooner relieved the night watch when the ship rocked under the sudden attack of the Aft'as sudden sneak attack. The night watch officer quickly took the secondary tactical station while Sarina ran her hands over the primary console. The fact that whatever had attacked them had been there one minute, and gone the next suggested a cloak of some kind.

It didn't take her long to get weapons at the ready, what weapons there were, some of the secondary systems knocked out by the initial attack. "Sir we've lost lateral sensors and secondary weapons." she stated as she ran over the list of scans and system checks which got run in situations like this.

She ran her hands over the console making sure that everything she still had that worked was ready for the COs beck and call. She glanced up waiting for the Captains orders.

<tag Capt.>

[trekkie3]

Sam entered into engineering and felt the ship rock under her feet.

“Report,” she screamed as she tried to keep her balance.

“The bridge reports that we have been fired upon,” shouted the familiar female voice of Kimiza the nightshift duty officer.

“Damage,” she said as she walked over to stand behind her and look at the readouts.

“Secondary weapons and lateral sensors are offline,” Kimiza reported.

The ship shock again and Sam grabbed the Kimiza’s chair tightly with both hands to keep her balance.

Sam turned to Nal, who had just stumbled though the door.

“Lt Jaron take crewman Jones and get the sensor grid up and running,” Sam ordered keeping a tight grip of the chair as the ship shuddered again.

“Yes ma’am,” he said as he picked himself up of the floor and exited engineering followed by the young women.

She then turned her attention to John who had entered engineering only a few minutes of Nal.

“Lt Matheson take ensign Saavok and repair the secondary weapons systems,” she ordered and not waiting for a reply. She turned her attention back to the damage reports that were coming in.

[nasty]

"Sir minor damage done to the Federation ship."

"Bring us around again, I want to stay away from their forward facing weapons." Nyco ordered.

"Yes sir, bringing us around for another pass."

"I changed my mind, take us below her!"

"Sir, that would put us in weapon's range."

"I know what I'm doing!!!" Nyco shouted.

The Aft'a pitched hard then began a rolling maneuver to being her directly underneath the USS Victory.

"Lock weapons on the port nacelle." Nyco ordered.

"Locked on target." The tactical officer replied after a few moments of targeting.

"Full speed ahead, drop cloak and fire!"

The Aft'a instantly dropped it's cloak and began to fire on it's second attack run of the USS Victory.

<Tag Victory>

[tiffani]

*Tiffani had just gotten up to head down to the turbolift when suddenly the ship was attacked she was thrown to the ground, she shook her head momentarilyshe rose once more only this time quickly placing herself in the Captains seat assessing the damange*

Red Alert *shouted Tiffani as she managed to get herself together, she tapped her combadge*

=/\=Bridge to Engineering=/\=

<tag Engineer>

=/\=Damange Report=/\=

<Tag Engineering>

OOC: Sorry i'm not very technology savv. i'll let engineering take it from here

[trekkie3]

Kimiza had been sent off to help Nal with his repairs to the sensor grid and Sam now sat in her chair looking over the readouts. She listened as the red alert sirens began. Her commbadge bleeped and she tapped it.

=/\=Bridge to Engineering=/\= came the voice of the first officer.

=/\= Engineering here =/\= Sam said as she viewed the systems status on screen in front of her.

=/\= Damage Report =/\=

=/\= Secondary weapons, tractor beam and lateral sensors are offline, we’ve just lost gravity on all decks below 25 and there is minor damage to the deflector dish and haul repair teams have been sent. =/\=

=/\= Understood bridge out =/\=

She signalled two officers from the far side of engineering over to where she was sat.

“Go to deck 25 and see if you can restore gravity,” she ordered. There weren’t very may officers left in engineering as she’d sent most of them of to do repairs.

The ship rocketed again which indicated the ship the attacker had come round for another pass. Sam was flung to the floor. She tried to stand-up, but had to grip the chair for support as the ship shuddered again. She pulled herself upon to the seat and checked though the systems again, looking for the damage the attackers pass had just done.

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Nika felt the ship shudder. She knew there wasn’t much she could do during a battle situation, except stand around fairly uselessly. Still, she did the little she could to help with the battle, making better scans. Nika wished she could do more, that she could do something useful. As things were now, she just felt so…useless.

Nika glanced at the first officer, Commander Rylka. “Commander,” she said. “I’d like to go down to sickbay, see if I can do anything to help down there,” Nika said. She realized that the having a CMO come and then transfer off again just recently meant sickbay would be a little disorganized. And Nika had a well-rounded education. The key to her childhood, and especially her time as a teenager, had been to gain a basic understanding of most professions. It was a large part of her culture, and she felt that she would be of more use in sickbay than she would be in Science, but only if Commander Rylka felt that would be the right thing for her to do, as the Commander had more experience in this sort of thing.

<Tag Tiffani>

[tiffani]

Nika glanced at the first officer, Commander Rylka. “Commander,” she said. “I’d like to go down to sickbay, see if I can do anything to help down there,” Nika said. She realized that the having a CMO come and then transfer off again just recently meant sickbay would be a little disorganized. And Nika had a well-rounded education. The key to her childhood, and especially her time as a teenager, had been to gain a basic understanding of most professions. It was a large part of her culture, and she felt that she would be of more use in sickbay than she would be in Science, but only if Commander Rylka felt that would be the right thing for her to do, as the Commander had more experience in this sort of thing.

*Tiffani turned to look at Cir'Kim* Yes, Sickbay can use all the help they can get, Once your down there and got most under control send me a report.

<tag Nika>

*she then snapped back to the front and threw out more orders*Helm Open channels to that Ship

<tag Helm>
=/\=This is Cmdr Rylka, First officer of the Uss Victory please identify yourself, we mean you no harm=/\=

<Tag Captain Nyco>

*Tiffani frowned as the ship was jolted yet again she held on to her seat to keep her position.she signaled for the communication to be ended on her end momentarily and then turned to security* Do we have enough power to fire any type of weapons?

<tag Security>

*Tiffani frowned and wondered where the Captain was, it was unlike him to be gone so long. and to have not reported in so quickly she only hoped that things were okay with him. she tried to keep herself together as she tried to keep herself in check* Alrighty then, get those read and fire only on my mark. *she then signaled once more to open back up communication both way*

=/\= I repeate Identify yourself, this is your last warning. We are locked on to your coordinates and are prepared to fire.=/\=


<Tag Captain Nyco>

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“Yes, Sickbay can use all the help they can get, Once your down there and got most under control send me a report.” Commander Rylka said.

“Yes sir,” Nika replied, and walked down to sickbay. She entered, and was glad she had come down, she was sure she’d be able to do something down here to help.

“How serious is your injury?” a medic asked her.

“I’m not injured,” Nika explained. “I came down to help.”

The medic nodded, and glanced around the chaotic sickbay. “We appreciate it, we could use all the help we could have. How much training do you have?” he asked.

“Basic,” Nika said. “Very basic.” She could have said she worked three hours a week, apprenticing at the doctor’s, healing bruises and helping out with more complicated injuries, but compared to Starfleet technology Firont medical equipment was basic, and compared to the training that Starfleet medicians underwent her own training was basic. So Nika didn’t need to list her qualifications, especially since this was a situation that required efficiency and speed.”

“I see,” the medic said, and handed Nika a dermal regenerator. “Do you know how to use one of these?”

Nika nodded. The medic pointed her to a patient to start with, and Nika tended to the injuries. She kept moving and doing what she could around sickbay, as long as she kept doing something she didn’t feel overwhelmed. At some point she seemed to have proven her abilities some, and she helped in more complicated things, but no one had time to give her an explanation of duties she didn’t understand, so she did the duties she did understand. She knew that Commander Rylka wanted a report, but at the moment all the report could say was that sickbay was very busy and crowded. Nika sighed, and made a note to take a break soon to talk to Commander Rylka.

[nasty]

=/\=This is Cmdr Rylka, First officer of the USS Victory please identify yourself, we mean you no harm=/\=

"Ignore them, they are just trying to get us to let down our guard," Nyco said standing up, "Attack pattern Alpha-Alpha 2-1-0."

"Aye sir."

The Aft'a came about again decloaking and firing then cloaking as she had done before. It was an old tactic developed by the Klingon's hundreds of years ago, but it was an effective tactic that Captain Nyco used well. However Nyco knew it wouldn't be long before they found themselves in weapons range of the much larger and more powerful Nebula Class Starship.

=/\= I repeat Identify yourself, this is your last warning. We are locked on to your coordinates and are prepared to fire.
=/\=

"Remain cloaked, she must be bluffing." Nyco said.

"Sir, tactical analysis shows they are still more than able to put up a fight with us."

Nyco seemed to take in the words of his tactical officer, "Channel all power to the cloak, I don't want them finding us."

"Aye sir." Came the reply.

"Open a channel, audio only."

"Channel open sir."

"Federation ship, I am Captain Nyco of the NRF Aft'a. Your lies about being here in a flag of peace will not work on me. You are here to support the corrupt government of Neyounce. Leave now and your ship will not be harmed."

<Tag Victory>

[travorgonto]

After the two hits that the Victory took, Travor did a quick diagnostic on the Helm and the engines. He noticed that amazing enough everything except the thrusters were working properly.

"Sir, evrything that I can use to manuver the ship, except the thrusters, are working with regulations," Travor informed the CO/FO.

Then CMDR Rylka told him to open a channel to the ship that attacked them. He quickly pressed the buttons that would open the channel. The first time she tried talking to them the only answer they got was being fired upon again. The second time, they got the captain of the Aft'a.

After Captain Nyco told them to leave and cut communications, Travor said, "Ma'am, we could make them believe we are wanting to leave. We could start to exit the system and then cut power to everything except life support. We could play possum."

<Tiff>

[sarina]

Sarina continued to work on the weapons systems, looking up only as the Exec speaks.

Do we have enough power to fire any type of weapons?

Sarina shook her head. "We might Sir, I can't guarentee for how long though. But I'll see what I can do."

There wasn't much that Sarina could do but continue to coax what she could out of the weapons and the scanners. "I'll do what I can." was all she said as she bent her head and stood ready to comply to the orders of the XO.

Alrighty then, get those read and fire only on my mark.

"Ready on your Mark Sir." Sarina spoke, her fingers hovering over the fire button.

[trekkie3]

Sam was sat at the console when the ship shook again and she heard a scream coming from behind her. She turned quickly to see the crewman fall to the ground with serve burns. His console had exploded; she moved over to him and tapped her commbadge.

=/\=Medical emergency, lock onto to the commbadge in front of me and beam him to sickbay=/\= she said. She moved back as he disappeared away in front of her.

The door to engineering slid open and Lieutenant Matheson entered the room. He had returned to get some extra equipment for the repair job he was doing.

=/\= Engineering to Bridge =/\= Sam said tapping her commbadge but there was no response.

=/\= Engineering to Bridge =/\= she said again. But there was no answer again.

=/\= Cmdr Parker to anyone onboard =/\= she said tapping her commbadge for the third time. Again there was no response.

“The comm. system must be have just gone down,” Sam said, “I’m going to the bridge to find out what happening, your in charge until I get back.”

“Understood,” he said. Sam walked out of engineering heading for the nearest turbolift.

She arrived on the bridge only moments later.

[Deleted]

Nika kept doing routine healing, the kind that anyone with some degree of experience could do, but at one point she found herself the only person who could help near a patient that had a complicated injury. “It’s okay,” Nika reassured the patient, then used a dermal regenerator to help speed up the healing process. When she had taken care of that, she continued to heal, until a medic took over, doing what she couldn’t, what she didn’t know enough to do.

Nika noticed that while people were being healed, more were injured to replace them. But when things had slowed enough that she could take five minutes to brief the first officer, she did so.

=/\=This is Commander Cir’Kem to Commander Rylka. Sickbay is crowded and busy, but more or less under control.=/\=

<Tag Tiffani>

=/\=Do you need me to return to the bridge or stay down here to help?=/\= Nika asked.

<Tag Tiffani>

[nasty]

"The Federation ship has a channel open."

=/\=We seem to have lost power, due to your attacks. Can you tow us out of the system, where we will make repairs and be on our way?=/\=

"I'm afraid my good Captain that I am unable to lend any assitance. I will however enjoy watching your ship limp its way out of my system. Good day." Nyco said closing the channel.

Off: I'm sorry guys that I am not going to play the idot bad guy. I always play to win so I am challenging you to out write me.

[tiffani]

*Tiffani listened to Mr Gonto’s idea as he gave it* No I do not believe that will work, *she turned to Helm* Helm try and get a transmission to the planet informing them of our dilemma, then set course to the closet planet or moon you can find that we can hide behind until we can get a better chance.

*Tiffani turned to see Cmdr Parker entered* ah Commander, good you’re here, whats the status in engineering? *she questioned

<tag Commander Parker>

Very good, were gonna need all the speed we can get, to get out of here till we can return with assistant.

Helm *she said as she turned her head* any luck with finding that hideaway?

<tag Helm>

Alright people here’s what were gonna do *she stated* until we can get things working properly were gonna find a place to lay low, I want everyone working to try and find a way to work around this guy I want you all working at your best. We have a mission and I’m not gonna let some renegade Captain stop us from that is that understood? *she sighed and hoped she was making the right decision she knew she wasn’t sure of anything but she had to hide that at all cost, she hoped felix would return to duty eventually she was unsure where he was but she knew she had to show she was incharge, she half smiled while she was still unsure*

*she then turned to Helm again* Open Channels with that Ship *she ordered*

Channel opened Ma’am *replied Helm*

This is Cmdr Rylka of the Uss Victory again, for now we will be escorting out of this area, however we won’t go away so easily, we have a mission to complete and we plan on completeling it one way or another *she stated firmly and then turned to helm* end Transmission and set course for the destination you found.

<Tag helm and anyone else>

[nasty]

This is Cmdr Rylka of the Uss Victory again, for now we will be escorting out of this area, however we won’t go away so easily, we have a mission to complete and we plan on completeling it one way or another.

Captain Nyco sat back in his command chair and smiled as the large Nebula Class Starship crawled away from the planet. Nyco had no desire to enter in a conflict with the Federation but they had forced his hand by coming to this planet. There was a civil war on the horizon and the last thing Nyco needed was the Federation sticking its nose into the Neyounce's buisness.

"Helm, break orbit and continue to monitor the Federation ship. I am going to be in my command post speaking with Gernal Keela about our next plan of action."

"Aye sir." The helmsman replied.

[sarina]

"Alright people here’s what were gonna do, until we can get things working properly were gonna find a place to lay low, I want everyone working to try and find a way to work around this guy I want you all working at your best. We have a mission and I’m not gonna let some renegade Captain stop us from that is that understood?"

Came the Cmdr. Rylkas orders

Sarina was busy, trying to tweak all she could out of sensors, weapons and anything else she had at her disposal. That ship had hurt her once she wasn't going to allow it again. She looked up but remained silent at the Execs words. Her hand strayed to the medicine bag beneath her uniform.

Her hands moved over the console as she thought back to one of the last days home, the sweatlodge and vision quest. Was this what it was all about. The images drifted in and out of her memory as she worked. Pulling every ounce of energy she could for sensors to find them an acceptable hiding spot as well as making sure the weapons, those that worked, were at the highest proficiency she could get.

She informed Engineering of a few problems which showed up, asking for power to be sent to those areas until they reached the highest level possible so that she was prepared for whatever was ahead.

[travorgonto]

Helm try and get a transmission to the planet informing them of our dilemma, then set course to the closet planet or moon you can find that we can hide behind until we can get a better chance.

"Yes ma'am," Travor replied.

He then typed up a quick message to be sent to the planet's government and sent it. Then he scanned the surrounding area.

Helm *she said as she turned her head* any luck with finding that hideaway?

"Yess ma'am there is a dense moon 1 lightyear from the system, where we can hid."

Alright people here’s what were gonna do *she stated* until we can get things working properly were gonna find a place to lay low, I want everyone working to try and find a way to work around this guy I want you all working at your best. We have a mission and I’m not gonna let some renegade Captain stop us from that is that understood? *she sighed and hoped she was making the right decision she knew she wasn’t sure of anything but she had to hide that at all cost, she hoped felix would return to duty eventually she was unsure where he was but she knew she had to show she was incharge, she half smiled while she was still unsure*

*she then turned to Helm again* Open Channels with that Ship *she ordered*

Channel opened Ma’am *replied Helm*

This is Cmdr Rylka of the Uss Victory again, for now we will be escorting out of this area, however we won’t go away so easily, we have a mission to complete and we plan on completeling it one way or another *she stated firmly and then turned to helm* end Transmission and set course for the destination you found.

"Aye, ma'am, course laid in," Travor responded.

<Tiff>

[Felix Savali]

Felix had spent several days locked on the holodeck analyzing communications logs that the federation listening posts picked up coming from the Romulan empire. They were unsure of the comm. origin and suspected it might be related to a species that once invaded the alpha quadrant and began sending encrypted messages throughout the quadrant. And seeing Felix decrypted their signal last time they considered him an expert in the field. But from what he saw so far... these messages definitely were not of the same origin. Just as he was about to finish the report the whole ship shook and the red alert sounded.

After he managed to get to his feet he went to the door but they would not open. The attack damaged the opening systems.

=/\=Savali to bridge=/\=, he said while tapping his commbadge

But there was no response. He tried to hail the bridge a few more times but to no avail. The comm. system was most likely down. After cursing at his bad luck he went over to the panel at the side of the door and crashed it open while sending the lid flying to the other side of the room.

After a bit more rummaging through the isolinear chips he eventually managed to disable the lock and manually open the door. As he did that he ran into the corridor and over to the turbolift. The ship stopped shaking as he arrived to the turbolift and entered it.

=/\=Bridge=/\=, he shouted at the computer and the lift started moving

A few moments later he was on the bridge

"What on Earth is happening", he yelled as he exited the turbolift

<Tag Anyone>

After the brief and quick explanation of their situation it was time for action.

"All right Mr. Gonto, we're going to play his game and leave. However i want you to fool him into believing we warped out of the system while you hide us behind the moon. He will be sure to keep a close eye on us as were leaving so we need to fool him I don't want him observing us all the time or pulling another surprise attack on us.", he said

<Tag Gonto>

"Cmdr. Rylka", Felix called, "I want you to get Cmdr. Cir’kem back up here, I have an idea and we need her help", he said

<Tag Tiffani>

"Ensign Bahri, you'll be working on this with cmdr. Cir'kem. I have an idea how to bypass his cloak. Even tough he is cloaked I very much doubt his cloak renders him immaterial and that is something we can use."; he said

<Tag Sarina>

Just as he was finished talking with Sarina, Samantha arrived on the bridge.

"Cmdr. Parker", Felix said when he saw her, "I need to get full weapons and shields back online within the hour, I am not going to let some hot headed terrorist chase me away from here, even if he has a cloaking device.", he said

<Tag Samantha>

[sarina]

“Yes Sir. I‘ll get right on it.” Sarina said as turned back to her station and tapped her combadge.

=/\= Ens. Bahri to Cmdr. Cir’kem, if you are able to come to the bridge the Captain wants us to work on a way to get past the cloak of the other ship. =/\=

Finally she was going to be able to do something, maybe she and the CSciO could actually get past the other ships defenses. Her mind already running over what the Captain had said .. Even tough he is cloaked I very much doubt his cloak renders him immaterial and that is something we can use." .. she grew silent while she waited for the Commander to arrive. Her hands and mind now drifting to her job and her station.

[trekkie3]

“Understood,” Sam said and headed back into the turbolift to engineering.

“I want you focus the repair teams on weapons and shields and all tactical systems,” she said to Matheson as she entered.

“Yes, ma’am,” he responded entering instructions into his console.

“We need all tactical systems up and running in an hour, repairs of secondary systems will have to wait,” she informed him further.

“Understood,” he responded.

“I am going to help the repairs team, you have engineering,” she ordered him. She had been getting sick of co-ordinating teams and wanted to get some hands on work.

“Send me regular updates,” she said as she walked out of engineering.

[Deleted]

=/\= Ens. Bahri to Cmdr. Cir’kem, if you are able to come to the bridge the Captain wants us to work on a way to get past the cloak of the other ship. =/\=

=/\=Understood=/\= Nika replied. =/\=I’ll be right up there.=/\= She told the sickbay staff that she was leaving, but she had been feeling increasingly useless as the injuries that needed healing became more complicated, and she could help less and less. It would be nice if she could feel useful again.

She swiftly walked to the bridge, and arrived, glancing around for Ensign Bahri. She went up to her. “Any ideas on how we’re going to do it?” Nika asked.

<Tag Sarina>

“That makes some sense,” Nika said, then thought briefly “Could we bombard the entire area with tachyons?” Nika asked, since that was the way Romulan ships could often be found. “Or do you think this cloak functions differently than a Romulan or Klingon one?”

<Tag Sarina>

[nasty]

Sitting down in his command room Captain Nyco opened a channel with his base. General Keela an older Neyounce man forty years Nyco's elder was on the other side.

"General, I have an action report for you." Nyco said.

"I expect you were able to destroy the governments star fighter factory."

"Yes sir I was. There is more." Nyco said with some excitement.

"More?" Keela said sounding very curious.

"Just as I broke orbit a Federation ship came into the system. I waited and they pulled into a standard obit over Neyounce. I had intercepted transmissions that the Federation was providing military support for the fascists. I quickly opened fire on the Federation ship and drove it out of our system." Nyco said letting a large smile break his normally still face.

"You attacked a Federation star ship." Keela replied not sound as excited as Nyco.

"Yes sir." Nyco.

"Captain, that is one of the last things this army needs is the Federation backing the Neyounce government. We are a single planet currently engaged in a civil war, we don't stand a chance with the Federation getting involved. You need to fix this situation, and fix it quickly."

Nyco wasn't given a chance to reply, the channel was closed and Nyco was left with the last of the General's words burning into his head. Nyco was furious, he thought he had done some good for the army, but the General thought other wise.

"He's old, he's losing his edge." Nyco said slamming his first onto his desk.

Walking quickly out of his command room Nyco quickly took his seat, "Set course for the Federation ship."

"Sir, they are out of sensor range and their ion trail has gone cold."

"FIND THEM!" Nyco screamed at his officer. The room went silent at Nyco's outburst. He was normally a calm and controlled man, his men knew something had happened during his conversation with the General, "We can't let that Federation ship escape and call for reinforcements. We need to destroy that ship or else our rebellion will fall."

[sarina]

=/\= Understood =/\= Nika replied. =/\= I’ll be right up there. =/\=

Sarina closed the communique after Cmdr. Cir’kem replied. Her hands moving over the console in an effort to pick up anything which might be helpful. How could they find the cloaked ship? she wondered, turning as the Commander stepped off the turbolift.

“Any ideas on how we’re going to do it?” Nika asked.

“I’m thinking that if we bombard the area with a subspace field of some sort, to disrupt their cloak?” Sarina offered. “Most cloaks work on the premise of forming a subspace field around whatever is being cloaked and if we can set up something which would disrupt their field they would become visible, even if only for a short time. It might give us enough time to take them out?”

“That makes some sense,” Nika said, then thought briefly “Could we bombard the entire area with tachyons?” Nika asked, since that was the way Romulan ships could often be found. “Or do you think this cloak functions differently than a Romulan or Klingon one?”

Sarina nodded “I think that would work, want to help me set up the field and get it ready?” she asked Nika.

<tag Nika>

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“I think that would work, want to help me set up the field and get it ready?” Sarina asked Nika.

“Yeah,” said Nika. “Of course, we won’t be sure if this will work or not until we’ve tested it, and then if it doesn’t, we’re going to have to think up a new way quickly.” Nika shrugged. “So let’s get this one set up. If you think up a back-up possibility, mention it,” she said.

<Tag Sarina>

Nika worked with Sarina, and they studied the data log, and saw that a tachyon field would work against this ship. And then, soon, the field was up. “Nika to Captain Savali, we have a way that might work to detect the other ship.”

<Tag Felix>

“Well, it will probably work, it works on Romulans, but we have to deploy probes all around the area where we think they are,” she said.

<Tag Felix>