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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on May 30, 2008 8:38:25 GMT -5
He had ordered Buford into a lower orbit to mask the Terrasect's power signatures should anyone pay them a visit at this location, or whomever that had caused this much destruction should decide to come back
Just in time too, Sensors picked a ship of unknown design coming inbound at a high velocity. He then ordered all systems to be shut down except life support and emergency power to sickbay. When the ship warped into view, he could see that it looked like a Galaxy class star ship but what impressed him was all the weaponry, torpedo turrets and phaser arrays "Wow" he said in an awed whisper then he heard Buford's comment "Look at all the weapons on the ship" He'd add a comment of his own "I know, Buford, It is a Tactical Officer's dream"
He watched warily and cautiously as the unknown vessel made passive sweeps of the area, apparently looking for something, or someone, he wasn't sure "That's obvious"he would say to Buford's "They're hunting for something or someone"
He watched as the vessel continued it's search for several minutes then turn and warp out of the systems in a mere instant. He visably relaxed some then nodded in agreement to Buford's "Even at 100%, we would have a hard time against that ship" then shook his head, not knowing what, or who, they were hunting for
My question is: Why are we just sitting here when obviously there is nothing or no one here. We should be heading back to Starbase 234 for repairs and refits
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on May 30, 2008 9:10:07 GMT -5
Buford Nods to Grab Foot's words, then he hears Grab Foot say My question is: Why are we just sitting here when obviously there is nothing or no one here. We should be heading back to Starbase 234 for repairs and refits he tilts his head
"Sir Even at Warp 9 we be looking over 10 years to get their, right now here is the best place tell we get Transwarp back on line" he says
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Post by Dr Colina MacAuley on May 30, 2008 19:44:57 GMT -5
She smiled at Grant and slightly shook her head no. She hoped he got the meaning which was to leave Ann alone and let her build this nest/incubator.
"Ann maybe ya din not hear me. What can I do to help ya. And ya choose a good place to do this. I will dedicate this room to ya and the little one, until its hatched. And strong enough to leave." her concern and promise to help and do all she can was genuine. And once she done with this she could ask other questions she would need the answers to.
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Post by gengrant on May 30, 2008 22:53:44 GMT -5
Location: Sickbay
Sam stayed in the room with Ann as he noticed the lights and systems dim and shut down, it was an obvious power drain or emergency shutdown; as Sickbay continued to receieve power at all costs. Sam wanted to get to the Bridge, but he knew that Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot had it all under control and would contact him if needed. Samuel didn't want to micromanage like other officers he'd served with before, so he'd wait.
But until he was needed, or information needed to be passed, he stayed with Ann, holding her hand when she took a break and laid on the bed, conversing with Colina when Ann was building.
Location: Sickbay
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Post by jadzia on May 30, 2008 22:55:34 GMT -5
OCC: Information contained in this ‘account’ is for story purposes only, however, it can not be used as ‘known knowledge’ by any simming member unless/until passed along or discovered…
Location: ??
Jadzia awoke to a high pitched clanging sound, followed by such a high pitched whistling sound that she immediately placed her hands over her ears in an vain effort to block out the sound. It came every 30 seconds, exactly every 30 seconds; she counted to try and distract her mind. After approximately 15 minutes, the sound stopped, or she’d gone deft; she wasn’t sure.
Still blacked out to the outside world, it was becoming more and more difficult to breath, she knew she’d been inside for far to long. She kicked out with her legs, for what she could, and knocked lose the reinforced plating that had been latched into place; it clanged to the floor hard. She slid her slender built body out of the plasma charger pod and hit the ground hard, crumpling over onto her hands and knees; her long black hair matted to her face and neck with a combination of sweat and blood. She was breathing deeply and coughed, just as deeply, spitting up multicolor flem; ‘yeah, way to long’ she thought to herself.
As she tried to stand up, her legs wobbled badly, as she had forgotten about her lower body wound. She leaned onto the wall and pulled open her tunic, exposing her midriff, and the laceration that bisected her bellybutton. One of the beasts had clawed at her while she was trying to get free, inflicting the injury. She grabbed a medkit and dressed the wound, took a few pain killers and some anti-radiation medicine. Her skin was a very bright red, compared to the almost ghostly white it normally was, the hot plasma she had snuggled up with while hiding had singed her good, in some areas her skin was blistering.
She gandered, slowly, over to the control panel and began entering commands; which had little affect. After some effort, she was able to pull the console board off and rewire the computer to activate a subspace distress call. She was pretty sure that the aliens would be able to hear it too, but between her knowing she wasn’t going to be able to last much longer and being duty bound to notify Starfleet Command ASAP; she sent it anyway. Once the message was sent, she set it on a repeating frequency to increase the chances of it going through. She sat back in the command chair of her experimental heavy-fighter escort, not wanting to look at the sheet covering her weapons officer. She leaned back, drew a tobacco cased cigar from her uniform jacket, lit it, and puffed heavily. ‘A fat lady…’ she said to no one, she continued to drag on the cigar.
Message Sent: “Th… s… Ja… of Sta..se… Kasserine, securi... cle…nce 344..AF..89. The S….. has be.. att..ked b. an unkn..n. hos..le sp..ies. Los..s are tot..; un…wn if the.. a.. an. sur…. reque.. imm…..e ass..ance.” Message repeats.
Location: ??
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Post by Dr Colina MacAuley on May 31, 2008 9:51:54 GMT -5
She watched as Ann frantically climbed up the wall holding a lazer scalpel. Her movements so Swift that she couldn't stop her. Then watched in horror as Ann cut into herself removing a small metallic ball from her side and placing it in the nest/incubator she was constructing. The device was activated.
"Aw jeez for the love of God woman, what the hell have ya done." She runs over to Ann while tapping on her com badge, "Fong get in here stat and have an emergency team ready if needed." Taking out the tricorder she ran it over Ann.
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Post by gengrant on May 31, 2008 18:41:51 GMT -5
Location: Sickbay
As Ann snatched up the surgical tool, Sam was already on his feet and moving towards her, but damn the Drak if anything they were fast. Sam got to Ann just in time to catch her as she fell, before colliding with the ground. Ann laid across his lap on his sprawled legs, and he used both his hands to try and pressure close the wound she inflicted as Doctor MacAuley rushed over. “The hell did you do that for?” Sam said, pretty much to no one in particular. The device she created had power running to it already, there was no fear of power loss; it had been hooked into Sickbay’s emergency power systems, but Ann appeared to be suffering from some kind of dementia and her actions were even more erratic and uncoordinated then normal.
Sam looked at Colina, unsure if he should leave her where she was or carry her back to the bio-bed. He looked to Colina for advice, and assisted as needed.
Location: Sickbay
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on May 31, 2008 19:11:26 GMT -5
Location: Bridge: Helm
Buford holds the ship in a low orbit over the southern pole, to Avoid being detected by any sensors
He looks at the view screen "I doubt those two Ships took 10 years to get here" he says to Grab Foot"They have to have Transwarp maybe we could take their cores for our ship" Buford says
Location: Bridge: Helm
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on May 31, 2008 19:59:25 GMT -5
He looked over to Buford as he spoke. When he finished, he looked amused and thoughtful
"Sensors are unable to penetrate the Akira's hulls so we are unable to tell what style of propulsion they use and we also don't know how long they been here. Hopefully we can tune the sensors enough so we can see what's inside. Until then, we wait. Of course, waiting is something I do not do well"
He chuckle-hissed a bit in humor
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on May 31, 2008 20:14:56 GMT -5
Buford nods to Grab Foot as he looks at the view screen "That's true Sir" Buford says
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Post by gengrant on Jun 1, 2008 1:17:33 GMT -5
*** ^^^ Terrasect Story / Action ^^^ *** On a low bandwidth, the Terrsect's communication net would begin to pick up the distress call; however it was fragmented. Message Sent: “Th… s… Ja… of Sta..se… Kasserine, securi... cle…nce 344..AF..89. The S….. has be.. att..ked b. an unkn..n. hos..le sp..ies. Los..s are tot..; un…wn if the.. a.. an. sur…. reque.. imm…..e ass..ance.” Message repeats. |
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Jun 1, 2008 9:30:55 GMT -5
His ears immediately perked up and went to attention and he shot out of the Command chair like his tail was bit when the low level garbled transmission came in. He tried to listen to it but couldn't make no sense of it. As he was about to ask Ganessa to try and clear it up to where it would make sense. A call from Engineering, mentioned that whomever was down there had scanned the Akira Class vessels and found an auxiliary core intact. If we can get one of them, the slipstream could be repaired. The sound of the voice sounded familiar to him but he couldn't place it right away
Suddenly it hit him like a charging Slashback and his ears flicked back in surprise, his tail stiffening for a moment before relaxing. Kate! In Engineering! He shook his head, shaking off this revelation then tapped his comm badge, to link him with Engineering =T= This is the bridge, we acknowledge. Can the Auxiliary Core be transported without causing damage to the core"? He would ask, also trying to avoid sending an away team over
As he waited for Kate's reply, he turned to Ganessa. "Can you clear that up to it will make sense more? It sounds like a distress call. I want something definitive If I am going to report this to Grant"
Just as he asked Ganessa to clear it up, he heard a message come in on the Command chair. He turned and looked to see a text message from Engineering. He tapped a key to read and his brow raised a little. It looked just like the message, only less garbled and more cleared. He looked back to Ganessa "Sorry, but belay that" he informed her that soeone from engineering had already cleared it up
"Great work there in Engineering" he would say into the still open channel "Major Kinsely will be pleased" He then closed the channel and then opened a channel to Grant's personal comm badge "Lt Commander Two Dawns to Lt Commander Grant. Respond. A situation has just arisen"
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on Jun 1, 2008 10:41:12 GMT -5
Location: Bridge: Helm
Buford listens to the Engineer report, then realizes it is Kate, once once Grab Foot and Kate finished.
Grab Foot called Grant, when he was done Buford looked at Grab Foot "Hot head has a point an Away team would be best" he says
Location: Bridge: Helm
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Jun 1, 2008 10:45:17 GMT -5
While Waiting for Grant to acknowledge him, he heard the response to his question from Engineering. As his comm was being used to contact Grant, he turned slightly and tapped a key on the comm chair, opening a link back to Engineering
"Acknowledged, Engineering. I will update Commander Grant of the situation"
He heard Buford's comment and merely nodded at him
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Post by gengrant on Jun 2, 2008 23:35:40 GMT -5
Location: Sickbay
As Sam sat next to Ann, he softly rubbed her forehead and the side of her face. Even with the situation and the heavily caffeinated drink he had downed, he still began to develop the ‘bobble head’ reflex; which was rudely interrupted by his chirping combadge. With Ann appearing either asleep or dazed, he slowly stepped away from the bed and walked to the other end of the room, opening his combadge. “This is Grant, go ahead Commander.” As Samuel was being updated on what the Bridge and Engineering Crews had discovered, he activated a wall console and had it display the sensor information that was being compiled. He listened to the recommendations of Grabfoot and Kate, regarding the appropriation of ‘parts’ from the damaged/abandoned Akria’s.
Sam nodded to himself, sounded simple enough. Beam in, hook up, beam out, reattach and be back at almost 100% in a matter of only a few hours… All they had to worry about was the ‘Xenos’ vessel that had appeared and hope it didn’t return during the away mission. It was a risk for sure, but with the new core and systems back up and running, the Terrasect had a chance to fight and to run if needed. With the Slipstream drive activated again, they could be back Sol in a matter of days if need be. He rapped his left index finger against his lips while he considered what to do. There was also the distress call they picked up, he wished there was more to it, but they had tried cleaning it up and it still wasn’t that much clearer. With all the weapon discharges still causing interference, they couldn’t even track it down; “Damn.” He said simply, barely audible via the communicator.
“Alright Commander, change of plans.” He said, a level of confidence flowing in his voice. ‘The weight of command isn’t in the sound decisions you make, but the unsound risks you must take.’, something he was taught in the academy was playing in his head. “Mr. Grabfoot, you have command of the Away Team. Take Kate with you, as this is her plan, and get me some power. Take an Engineering Team with you to help in the process, and a Security Team if you please. If we’re caught flat footed while your off ship, you’ll need to be able to defend yourself.” He turned back, looking at Ann as he continued to speak “Place Lt. Hound in command of the Bridge until I get up there. Bring the Terrasect to Red Alert and within transporter range. This is your mission Commander, however, it’s Kate’s plan; try not to waste anytime over there. If we need to, we can automatically set the Akira’s auto destruct sequence; we’re not going to try and save them.” He was looking the odd derelict ship that was floating around the Starbase, an odd thing it was, but it didn’t look anything like what the scanners identified from the Xenos ship. “Also, have the dock master get that ship aboard in Hanger Bay 3… It may be important.”
Before he could finish his thoughts, Ann convulsed and began bleeding; heavily. “Bridge, wait one!” he said as he ran over, along with the Doctor. He rapped his arms around her to try and help hold her still, as Colina went about her work, Ann laid limply still, her appearance changing. He took the moment to reopen communication with the Bridge “Grabfoot, proceed with my orders and do it quickly… Get it done.” his arms locked around Ann to try and help hold her still for the Doctor “Also advise Lt. Hound that I may be delayed, but have him keep me informed with any and all updates until I arrive to resume control of the Bridge.” After waiting to make sure that his orders were understood and acknowledged, he closed the channel and went back to assisting Doctor MacAuley with Ann.
Location: Sickbay
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