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Post by Major Jaylas Aniri on Jul 27, 2007 19:51:21 GMT -5
"As you wish Colonel. But I make no promise that they will comply. Consider closely if it were reversed, how likely would you be to surrendering such information?"
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Post by jimmacdougall on Jul 27, 2007 20:53:47 GMT -5
"The way I see it we've left them with little choice Major. You've given your word that you'd try to get them home, just tell them that in order to do that we need access to their sensor logs. Make sure they're aware that without those logs our chances of success are substantially reduced."
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Post by wsavo on Jul 27, 2007 21:23:06 GMT -5
She steepled her fingers and sat there quietly, gazed out the view port trying to regain control of her emotions. She did not realize her Mothers death would effect her so much.
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Post by Major Jaylas Aniri on Jul 27, 2007 22:52:52 GMT -5
She looked at the new XO and said nothing. There was nothing to say that would make a difference to him or to the Vulcan. Someone she cared for died, how close that person was she couldn't be certain.
But one thing remained the Vulcans have not changed.
"They do have a choice sir', looking at the XO. "it is the choice to die as warriors." See waited a minute to allow that to sink in.
"I will speak to them."
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Post by valaraelika on Jul 28, 2007 1:14:13 GMT -5
Upon entering the sector where her new assignment was located she dropped out of warp and continued at full impulse. Her left hand focused on navigating while the right one tapped away at a gap in the console.
It was a nervous habit she picked up during the occupation and was something she never did consciously. It would take her five minutes to realize that her fingers were at it again, at which time she immediately stopped.
Shortly after she crossed into communications range she fired her aft thrusters and slowed to one-third impulse. Another thruster sequence and she assumed the standard approach vector.
This time when her right hand tapped at the console it was with purpose; a comm channel to the Tarawa was opened. "Tarawa, this is Second Lieutenant Valara, call-sign Rogue requesting landing clearance, over."[/b]
"Acknowledged Rogue, you're cleared for landing."
In the interest of making a good first impression she decided against coming in hot. Before temptation could get the best of her she cut her engines and took it in on thrusters only.
After a textbook landing she stepped out onto the pad, retrieved her lone piece of luggage, and headed towards the office of the air group commander. Upon entering the office she dropped her bag, came to attention, and saluted her superior officer.
"Second Lieutenant Valara Elika reporting for duty, sir!"
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Post by kellyroberts on Jul 28, 2007 8:29:02 GMT -5
He was going over the combat footage he had of the alien ship attack run.Stopping and rewinding like he always did.He found areas he could have done better as well as others.
He heard footsteps and looked up to see a Bajorin female pilot.
Saluting back,''At ease Lt.Valara I am1st Lt.Roberts.You can call me Kelly when the brass is not around.My call sign is joker and that works too."
"If you want Lt.Roberts works until we get to know one another better your choice."
He looked at her Order PADD,"Finally an experienced pilot and this says you are to be the FPXO good."
"I look at us as a team out there we are the only ones we count on I am sure you know what I mean.Some people call us crazy for doing the job I take that as a compliment."
He handed her a copy of the pilot roster still limping a Little."Here are the performance ratings of all the pilots.When we launch in large formations Deuce is my wingman.You can pick anyone you see fit to be yours."
"When we fly recon and such it will be you and me.Shaking his head,"where are my manners care for something to drink?"
He motioned for her to sit down and explained the current situation.
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Post by 1st Lieutenant Justin Kinsely on Jul 28, 2007 8:41:29 GMT -5
Justin would listen to the details of the conversation. Although the aliens are from the future, he is wondering if it is wise to send them back to their time. Especially when it could effect both time lines. More he began to think, the more he would understand that if the aliens remain in this timeline, the more it will go off course.
He came out of his thoughts and quickly looked over towards Lt Savo when she showed her anger. Straighten up in his chair more and then would look back over towards Colonel Allen when things began to settle.
"Sir, I do have a question. Permission to speak freely.", he would say.
He waited for a moment until he was given permission to speak freely. When he did, he would begin to speak up.
"What about the weapons and equipment that they left behind on our ship? Would it be wise to keep something that belongs from another race from the future on our ship?", Justin would ask Colonel Allen.
Although the weapons are from the future and it did help them with their shields, even no telling how much it can help them, but no telling of how much of their time line had already changed.
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Post by kasiakaz on Jul 28, 2007 10:11:37 GMT -5
The flood of injured was finally slowing down and she and Kasia had taken care of most of them.The EMH while annoying was very good. She checked Major Iverson's vitals they were stable a good sign ."Listen Major I know deep down you can hear me.Just rest until your body is ready to wake up.The rumor is once this is over your son is coming he is going to need his Mommy."She smiled and went back to other patients. Kasia finishes with her paitents as she gives her last one a sedative to help them sleep. She then goes over to the Doctor. "I'm finished with my paitents, is there anything I can do for you?" |
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Post by justmeamh on Jul 28, 2007 13:35:58 GMT -5
Wiping the sweat off her brow,"Kasia would you mind finishing up on Sergeant Collins he has a broken fibula I need to check on Major Iverson."
She walked over to Major Iverson he vitals were good it was just a matter of time now she hoped."Major don't give up Davie needs his mom."
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Post by morganconner on Jul 28, 2007 14:04:55 GMT -5
"Listen up I want all squads on ready alert.Keep the troops ready but relaxed.We don't want everyone tense.Kinsley,Greathouse get them working and their minds thinking that way they don't have time to think about what happened."
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Post by jimmacdougall on Jul 28, 2007 14:15:45 GMT -5
A slight raise of the eyebrow was the only hint of expression on his face. Undaunted by her remark, he offered the following reply. "While that may be an option for some of their comrades its been taken away from the people in our brig. At the very least we should be able to obtain the necessary information to successfully recover their sensor logs with an away team."
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Post by 2Lt David Greathouse on Jul 28, 2007 14:25:58 GMT -5
"Yes Ma'am" he replies to Lt. Conner's orders, he turns to his team
"OK this place is mess were going to clean up" he says as he points to the debris form the fight
taking 4 of his people "You will gather up the alien weapons and stack them here" he says as he points
The team starts doing their assignments going back to Lt.Conner "I almost forgot Ma'am I have transfered PVT. Yancey as you requested" He says as he hands her a PADD
"Its all ready just needs you to sign off on it, Yancey is already in our engineering department" he reports
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Post by Major Jaylas Aniri on Jul 28, 2007 14:36:58 GMT -5
She looked at the XO and a hardness filled covered her features. He knew nothing of warrior races and would learn his first real lesson soon. Her antenna's began to wring, then a lashing movement began before becoming violent then laying flat back on her head.
"Sir," looking at the XO, "as you wish, Sir! Request permission to leave, I have nothing to add, but I have a duty to my charges in the brig to fulfill. Or, will you, add insult to injury by denying them to the right to know what will befall them? Sir!"
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Post by valaraelika on Jul 28, 2007 15:09:09 GMT -5
She quickly stood down from attention and took a seat, silently thanking the prophets in the process. After spending the better part of a month debriefing with every pencil pushing bureaucrat in San Francisco she quickly developed an aversion to saluting everywhere she went.
She took the PADD containing the performance reviews and glanced at it briefly before setting it aside. “Very well Joker, in that case you can call me rogue. As for my wingman, if it’s all the same to you I’d prefer to see the squad in action before making my selection.”
“Pyrellian Ginger Tea,” she would say to the replicator. Once the drink materialized she brought it to her mouth and took a small taste. Instantly her hand shot up and two fingers pressed against her lips forcing herself to swallow. “Let me guess, I’m the only Bajoran on board.”
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Post by kasiakaz on Jul 28, 2007 16:53:17 GMT -5
Wiping the sweat off her brow ,"Kasia would you mind finishing up on Sergeant Collins he has a broken fibula I need to check on Major Iverson."She walked over to Major Iverson he vitals were good it was just a matter of time now she hoped ."Major don't give up Davie needs his mom."Kasia nodds. She goes over to Sergeant Collins. "Hello Sergeant, how are you doing?" She takes a quick scan of him and then starts to heal the broken fibula. |
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