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Post by gengrant on May 12, 2008 23:27:36 GMT -5
*** ^^^ Terrasect Story / Action ^^^ *** As the crew continued their meeting in the Observation Lounge; everyone got caught up on the facts of the case. It was, as far as anyone was able to know at this time, thanks to Kate and Ann that the Terrasect had avoided her destruction; twice. It was something that even Lt. Cmdr. Samuel J. Grant had to acknowledge. It was hard to believe, but he would deal with it and try to get to the bottom of what was going on. During the meeting however, Sam had noticed that Ann was acting differently; almost adversarialy. When she had referred to him by his he’d almost keeled over; something was up. After about 60 minutes, the meeting was over. The Terrasect has suffered heavy damage all over the ship, from simple replicators and consoles to entire sections being exposed to space. There was about 3 days, hard work, that was needed to get the Terrasect on her way again. That was also with the assistance of The Drak that Grant had approved; however he did request that Ann and Kate work closely with Major Kinesly and his engineering teams to make sure everything was up to Starfleet parameters. By the end of the meeting, the Terrasect had communications back up and running throughout the ship, and engine speed of half impulse. Although Ann’s information regarding the resources on the planet they had just saved intrigued him, Samuel felt it necessary to adhere to the Prime Directive and deal with the repairs with what they had available aboard the Terrasect. Casualties were light, if not for the excellent medical work of Doctor Colina MacAuley and her staff, the numbers would have been much higher. The Terrasect suffered 23 dead, 59 wounded and unfortunately 2 missing from an area that had been exposed to space. Lt. Cmdr. Grant would take time later, to compile the letters home for each crew member. Lt. Cmdr. Grant also explained the condition of Captain Harsting, or at least as much that was relevant without breaching his medical privacy. With Captain Harsting down, it placed Lt. Cmdr. Grant in charge of the Terrasect as Acting Captain, and Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot as Acting Executive Office, with Major Kinesly assuming the role as acting Third Officer. The new command tier was explained to all in the room, and later passed along to the entire crew. Once the meeting was done, Lt. Cmdr. Grant would go down and speak with Kate; to get her side of the story. He knew that things would probably get more interesting before they got better, but he need to talk to her. He needed to talk to Ann too; for a number of reasons. The decision at this time was simple. The Terrasect was in no condition to continue on its mission, or perform any Federation Action required of it; it needed to go home. It had been decided once the repairs were completed, the Terrasect would set a course for home to undergo repairs and await further orders. |
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Post by gengrant on May 12, 2008 23:43:29 GMT -5
Location: Main Bridge; Observation Lounge
Sam leaned back in his chair as the meeting finished up, taking in the information that had been presented. Having all the facts, with the exception of Kate’s side of the story, he was able to make decisions on what to do next.
He stood up from his chair “Alright, thanks to all. Now we got our marching orders. Major Kinesly, please proceed with repairs as discussed. See if Ann or Kate will be able to help you out and keep me informed. Lt. Hound, return to the helm and set a course for the Sol System; Utopia Planetia best current speed. Doctor, please continue with your work and let us know if there is anything we can do to help you or any of the wounded. Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot, you have the Bridge; please continue to help coordinate repairs and increase speed as new levels become available; we’ll be going to maximum warp as soon as we’re able. Slipstreams out of the question as we’re kinda missing the needed piece that we discharged earlier… Keep me appraised of any changes and updates.” He looked around the room “Alright, lets get it done; dismissed.”
Sam stayed standing as the crew began filing out of the room. He walked over to the replicator and retrieved another drink, as he turned around, he called out “Ann, would you please wait a moment?” Sam walked back to the table and waived his hand towards the chair next to him, and sat down. “If you would…” Sam wasn’t sure if she’d stay or not, he was concerned about her for many reasons. With all that was going on, and with Sam putting the Terrasect first, he’d forgotten how she may have been affected by everything. They needed to talk about what happened to her, what she remembered, what she wanted to do… How he felt… Even through what was left of his surgical alterations, Ann would be able to see his professional manner was gone, and it was his personal carying eyes that were looking at her.
This wasn’t about the Terrasect, but about them, and Sam’s defenses were down to deal with it. He was concerned, but wanted to get to the bottom of all that was going on.
Location: Main Bridge; Observation Lounge
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on May 13, 2008 7:08:13 GMT -5
Location: Main Bridge; Observation Lounge
Buford listens to Grant and nodded to Grant when he told him To return to the helm and set a course for the Sol System; Utopia Planetia best current speed After a few minutes Grant dismissed the meeting
As Buford made is way out of the Observation Lounge he heard Grant ask Ann to wait
Buford takes his seat and starts setting the Course to the Sol System; Utopia Planetia, Buford Knows Kinsely, Ann,and Kate will get all Warps Back online, but just encase he checks the systems for Planets were they could stop at.
After the Course was set he looked at at the View Screen then spoke to Grab Foot "Course set, Speed set at Full Impulse, ready on your Mark Sir" He says
Location: Main Bridge; Helm
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on May 13, 2008 7:46:47 GMT -5
Location: Observation Lounge, off the Main Bridge
He nodded, mostly to himself when Grant spoke up and answered the canine officer "There is no Lt Rivers in Engineering" He didn't think so but he wasn't sure. He knew he was the Acting First Officer, but he couldn't keep track of every officer on the ship
He then mentally smacked/cuffed himself when Grant spoke up, saying that anything regarding the Drak is classified. He gave a nod to the canine officer, confirming that fact, thinking that he shouldn't have even said what he said, even regarding Kate's love of fighting
He turned his head slightly as Grant got up to retrieve some PADDs and passed them out. As he looked at it, he heard Grant say to file an official report on the matter. He nodded slightly again, and then looked up as Kinsely, Doc MacAuley and the rest of the senior staff finally make it to the meeting
He listened to their reports regarding damage to the ship and the injured and dead. He didn't make many other comments. Not until the end of the meeting when Grant starting handing out orders "Lt. Cmdr. GrabFoot, you have the Bridge; please continue to help coordinate repairs and increase speed as new levels become available; we'll be going to maximum warp as soon as we're able. Slipstreams out of the question as we're kinda missing the needed piece that we discharged earlier… Keep me appraised of any changes and updates.”
He spiraled his tail slightly as he got up to leave, knowing it will be slow going since the slipstream drive was ejected "I shall do so, sir. I shall let you know if anything should happen" He walked toward the exit, hearing Grant speak to Ann, asking her to stay
He left with the thought and the hope that nothing else would happen, at least not to the magnitude of the last disaster.
Location: Main Bridge
He noted that Buford slipped out just ahead of him to take the Helm console. His left brow raised slightly but he didnt think anything of it. As he sat down in the center seat, he heard Buford reply/report: "Course set, Speed set at Full Impulse, ready on your Mark Sir"
He nodded "Engage" he'd tell him
He started his report on what transpired, but before he gt into it too far, he looked up. He then tapped a key on the center seat, opening the internal com "Bridge to All department heads. I would like you to send hourly progress reports on status and any repairs made.. Bridge out"
He then went back to filling out his report
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on May 13, 2008 8:16:22 GMT -5
Buford hears Engage "Yes Sir" he replies as he pulls away from the moon heads the ship in the direction and engages full impulse
The ship then limps toward the Sol System, as Buford watches the Moon pass them By "Enroute to Sol" he says looking over his shoulder he sees Grab Foot nod then Grab foot starts his report, Buford turns back and starts his own report
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Post by ann on May 13, 2008 18:02:15 GMT -5
Ann’ from this point on was treating everything as if she was the Drak neutral zone and she’s closing all boarders and communications with the federation. She began to put her personal wishes aside and brought out General Sy’Sour…her Drak Lord title. Of course she didn’t say her Drak title out loud just her manner of that. She sat on the chair watched them all…she felt as if she wasn’t even in the room. “ Alright, thanks to all. Now we got our marching orders. Major Kinesly, please proceed with repairs as discussed. See if Ann or Kate will be able to help you out and keep me informed. Lt. Hound, return to the helm and set a course for the Sol System; Utopia Planetia best current speed. Doctor, please continue with your work and let us know if there is anything we can do to help you or any of the wounded. Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot, you have the Bridge; please continue to help coordinate repairs and increase speed as new levels become available; we’ll be going to maximum warp as soon as we’re able. Slipstreams out of the question as we’re kinda missing the needed piece that we discharged earlier… Keep me appraised of any changes and updates…Alright, lets get it done; dismissed.” For the moment it was like she slowed down and they were moving so quickly. Ones she heard Samuel dismissed them she stood up and headed towards the door. She was to meet with her sister and to discuss their situation.
“Ann, would you please wait a moment? If you would…” She had nothing to say or she didn’t know what to say to him. She doesn’t even know what’s had gone on before she would her self as a hologram. Ann’ was at a lost how she even got back on the Terrasect. She stood there for a moment with her back turned to him. A head of her she watched as the doors slid close. Last time she remembered she had affection towards him but now she doesn’t even know what’s going on. She turned about face and sucked up what look she had when she wasn’t facing Grant. A small part of her armor folded out it was like a horse shoes like ornament that went around her neck. At the ends were distortions but very light.
“Commander?” She said in the most cold and professional way. “How may the Drak assist you?” She stood there waiting for him to answer…Ann’ could see him look at her differently but she didn’t show Samuel that she noticed. Before him her physical appearance seemed different. Her tummy seemed to look larger…more rounding. Of course Ann’ felt nothing nor even notice her appearance. “I will acoradnate with your engneers to restore structural integrity. If you would relingish your Drak prisoner from her guarded unlocked cell. She would be more of use then I as she is more fluent in your Slipstream propulsion.” She walked about the room as if she was royalty. “Now. I must negotiate in behalf of the Drak…your concerns should be addressed to me from this day forth. Any issues with Lady Phountain or as you know her as Kate. Should be discussed with me or I must be present at all times.” Her arrogance in the first meeting resurfaced. Ones she was done addressing her points for the moment she paused for the Commander.
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Post by Major Duncan Kinsely on May 13, 2008 19:55:03 GMT -5
Location: Bridge, Observation Lounge
Duncan was listening on what was said in the meeting and on the orders that was given. "Yes, sir. It shouldn't take very long to get the repairs up and running. I do have have several repair teams on each deck to help out with repairs. Including the ones in main engineering. There are some of my Marines that do know some engineering and have placed them temporaryly in engineering.", he said to Cmdr Grant. "I could use Ann and Kate's hand in getting the ship's systems back up. Especially the shields and sensors.", he said to him. If Ganesa wanted to, she could help out from the bridge since she wasn't given any orders.
“Alright, thanks to all. Now we got our marching orders. Major Kinesly, please proceed with repairs as discussed. See if Ann or Kate will be able to help you out and keep me informed. Lt. Hound, return to the helm and set a course for the Sol System; Utopia Planetia best current speed. Doctor, please continue with your work and let us know if there is anything we can do to help you or any of the wounded. Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot, you have the Bridge; please continue to help coordinate repairs and increase speed as new levels become available; we’ll be going to maximum warp as soon as we’re able. Slipstreams out of the question as we’re kinda missing the needed piece that we discharged earlier… Keep me appraised of any changes and updates.” He looked around the room “Alright, lets get it done; dismissed.”
Duncan gave a nod towards him as he stood up from the table. "Yes, sir.", he said and began to walk out of the observation lounge. He continued to craoss the bridge towards the turbo lift and entered in order to make his way to main engineering.
Location: Main Engineering
Duncan walked back into main engineering and began to give out orders to get the repairs done as of yesterday. He placed several groups to work on different sections of the ship's systems that are in need in repairs. This should be able to get repairs done in a timely manner.
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Post by ganesaravious on May 13, 2008 20:16:34 GMT -5
Location: Observation Lounge/Bridge
Ganesa Ravious was dismissed from the meeting and headed back to the bridge behind the reconstructed OPS console. Out of all the orders that was given, she was the only one that was not given any orders. So, she just see if she could get communications back up. If it was already back up, she would check the communications. If her OPS console picked up anything, either for engineering or bridge, she made sure that they know in head of time.
Ganesa tapped on her console and noticed that they only had Nav sensors are the only sensors that was up and running. She decided that she could, at least, help out getting the other sensors back up from the OPS console. Her fingers went across the console to see about rerouting some power to the sensors.
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Post by Dr Colina MacAuley on May 13, 2008 20:41:38 GMT -5
Location sickbay
After the meeting she went down to sickbay. She went to the surgical ward and started to work on the patients there.
Several hours later she entered her office, got a cup of earl gray tea and started her reports.
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Post by gengrant on May 13, 2008 23:38:23 GMT -5
Location: Main Bridge; Observation Lounge
Again, Sam looked as if a Borg had just done the salsa, and then finished with a line dance, as Ann referred to him by his rank. Sam was almost at a complete loss for words, he was more confused now then he had been hours ago when he thought something ‘else’ was wrong with Ann, an odd knot began to form in his stomach.
As she walked forward across the room, he saw the she was carrying herself in a different way, and it wasn’t in a womanly way at all; but one of more importance. Sam swallowed deeply as she spoke “How may the Drak assist you?”. Sam could hear in the back of his mind his tactical and law instructors laughing at him, he had thought that he could talk and get to the bottom of what was going on, but he was completely caught on his ‘back foot’ and realized he had completely misjudged the situation; quickly his self control was reinforced with his Starfleet and Family training. As she continued, Sam felt as if he was in an arm wrestling match with a Nausikin, and it was either lose the match or his arm.
He started to speak, “Ann, are you…?” he uncharacteristically stuttered “Is everythin…”, stammering again, “I thoug…” but nothing came out that made much sense. Sam thought he must look like a teenager asking his first ‘love’ out on a date or to the prom, with about the same amount of luck. This wasn’t the Ann that had crawled and limped into his life, that had worn down his defenses, that had made him reevaluate his feelings; something was very different. But one thing he could do, and was known for, was reading people, and from what he gathered; now wasn’t the time for romantics.
Sam raised an eye brow as Ann began to make declarations and demands, he was stunned; surely this wasn’t the Ann he knew. At the same time, he found himself wondering which of the ‘Ann’s’ was really her, he’d seen several over the last year. The one that appeared on the Terrasect this time, only a week ago or so, was the one that he seemed to develop feelings for; against his own wishes and attempts not to. But was it just an act? A ploy? A deceit to gain an advantage in this ‘reality’? There was no way to know, and now, he was sure, wasn’t the time to ask.
“With all do respect, as you have so candidly pointed out, ‘The Drak’ are not members of the Federation nor of this ‘reality’ and have no stature here. We have tried, tried to be understanding with regards to your species and your way of doing things; it’s our way as representatives of The Federation.” He paused “That being said, you are our ‘guests’ aboard the Terrasect and until we meet to officially determine if that status changes or not, do not assume to tell me what I need to do aboard this ship.” He felt his blood rise, but he kept it in check, containing his frustration with the current situation. “Kate will remain under ‘requested house arrest’ until I speak with her, which I will be doing when you and I are done. I will then make a determination of what will be the next step, more the likely we’ll have a formal ‘hearing’ aboard the Terrasect to hash out both our concerns.”
Still fighting to swallow his pride, which was hard for any member of the Grant Family to do, he continued “However, that being said, if you would like to meet with Kate and me during our talk, you’re more then welcome to.”
Knowing that there wasn’t much else to say, and that he was reaching his boiling point, he stood up rather quickly, actually knocking his chair back a few dozen centimeters. “If you’d like to head that way, I’ll be down there in about 10 minutes or so. I’ll let the guards know you coming and that you can see her, is that alright?” He waited for her answer, and to make sure there were no other questions, he simply finished with “Alright then.” And exited the Observation Lounge, his blood at a boiling point, knowing that Ann could find her way down there, but as she turned to leave he saw something peculiar about her. He was looking her over, still finding her physical beauty attractive and luring, and when his eyes passed down her mid section he locked onto it; her stomach appeared to be bulging. As she walked away, he shook his head and thought he was just seeing things; chalking it up to his frustration.
Location: Main Bridge
He was both furious and crushed at the same time, and it took all his concentration to keep from losing his temper with the first person he ran into. As he exited the Observation Lounge, he walked over to where Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot was sitting, his teeth clenched. “Mr. Grabfoot; in about an hour I’ll need your presence in a hearing to determine the validity of ‘The Drak’s’ status aboard the Terrasect and within the Federation. As the two ranking officers aboard this ship, it’ll be up to us. We’ll meet back in the observation lounge in just over an hour, I’ll be down in the Brig speaking with Kate about our ‘disagreement’ in engineering.” Sam was all official, even his humor was cold and calculated in his voice and demeanor.
He could tell from the chair consol that they were moving at Full Impulse, and that they needed warp speed to make any headway. They had made great timing on their way to the proposed new colony, but were in a bad shape heading home. Without Slipstream, even at Warp 9.938, it’d take them 3-4 weeks to get home. With all that was transpiring, Sam wanted to get the Terrasect home much quicker, he looked back at Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot “Head to these coordinates,” he tapped them into the console for Grabfoot to see “It’ll take us 2 days to get there, if we can make Warp 5, but proceed at all possible speed. Keep the location confidential.” Sam spoke softly so that only Grabfoot could hear him, even with some of the crews increased hearing, the information was be between just the two of them.
Sam knew that Grabfoot would know where Sam had mentioned, it was a location only known to higher ranking officers in Starfleet Security. It was one of their many munitions and repair yards that were kept secret for their protection. Once there, Samuel would be able to use codes that he had stashed away to receive material to fix the Slipstream drive and be back in the Sol System within a week. He nodded to Grabfoot and proceeded to the turbo lift, once inside he was off to the Brig; he’d notified them that Ann would be down there also and it was fine.
Location: Armory Deck; Main Brig
After a few minutes, Sam entered the Brig and proceeded to where Kate was sitting. She was in one of the cells, but there was no force field engaged, she had been fed and treated well. Sam walked in, nodded to the guards who cleared the Brig, and sat on the bench across from Kate. “We’re not gonna fight again, are we?” He said, with a half arse grin on his face. He wanted to know why she did what she did, and try and get things all figured out, but he still had issues trusting Kate; even if everyone aboard told him otherwise.
Location: Armory Deck; Main Brig
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Post by gengrant on May 14, 2008 0:17:53 GMT -5
Computer, begin log entry:
Acting Captain Log’s Stardate 65364.48;
It is with great sadness that I must assume command of the USS Terrasect as a result of Captain James Harsting’s medical situation. As a result of a combination of both surgical stress and a ship wide accident, he has been confined to Sickbay under the orders of Doctor MacAuley and his condition remains stable yet of great concern. With him being down, command of the Terrasect has fallen to me; with mixed feelings all around. I should be commanding a warship or a tactical detail, not a Federation Exploration Vessel, I’m not trained for this… However, in accordance with orders from Starfleet Command the responsibility is mine.
Repairs are underway to the Terrasect and should be completed in less then a week, I’ve ordered The Terrasect to head towards SS Post 419 TG for supplies and repairs, in order to get our slipstream drive back online, which will greatly decrease the time needed to get home. We will also be addressing our guests, ‘The Drak’, that we have aboard in the hopes of determining their status and their wishes; this detail concerns me more then an altercation with The Borg.
In accordance with orders from Starfleet Command, I’ve ordered the Terrasect to return to the Sol System for extensive repairs and re-crewing. She’ll need 2-4 weeks in Space Dock for her repairs and crew debriefing, we’ll be able to perform a lot of the repairs to keep her space worthy on the way home; but Utopia Plantia will need to do the ‘big stuff’. I have also been informed that that I will be meeting with the head of Starfleet Security upon returning regarding an urgent matter pertaining to Federation Security; which I must say is disturbing at the least. Until then, my duty to the Terrasect still takes precedent.
Computer, end log entry.
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Post by de9cpaterrasect on May 14, 2008 11:42:46 GMT -5
After vomiting on 1 of the security details she was brought to the Brig - Detention area. From all her time spent on Federation starships this was actual first time she would be placed in them. Kate was feeling strange as if she was pregnant but then again she never been before. She thought with Jessie, he was ‘decent’ but it never got past Ka’Lonn Da. A level of pleasures of Ma’Nearain and Usaree Cen’Pa Ta……
They provided her food, however if it were dehydrated cubes and bagged liquid. She would have just placed it aside but from some reason she felt quite hungry. Typically it would have been nasty but her taste of them decent and worth being eaten. She felt like a cage animal but not as the prisoner but the small rodent that came in and ate the left over food.
She found it strange that she was even brought here if they were not planning to put the field up. Unless the power was that bad off but from her engineering background; there is enough power to spare for many systems. The Slipstream Core maybe the only core that the Terrasect may have now, however it can still power the ship’s systems. So again she found it strange unless head bee wants to isolate her.
She waited for anyone to come to her aside from the humorless strapping young lads with her. Kate ignored her strange feelings and washed up her vomit and ill appearance from the fight. Her wounds were nearly gone as she can regenerate just like her counter part Ann’Knox. She fixes her red hair to the best as she could. Figuring hat these captors wouldn’t give her a brush.
As she was to step out of the door less hole, she expected Cat’Tye to enter but the head bee that sting her came instead. She gave a heavy sigh and walked back to the hole. We’re not gonna fight again, are we? Kate started to smile from his open line. Why? Have a better activity in mind? She bit her lower lip and gave a half smile. She noticed that he was less messed up and she found that also particular interesting. Aside from the strong leg he could heal quicker then the rest of the ants? She started to slowly walk up to him and she extended her arm. She placed her clean soft finger on his mouth and moved it slowly from side to side. Once she was done doing whatever that was she doing, placed her finger on to her lips.
She gave him a stare at and spoke. Would you consider this our formal second date? Or you want to get to the point…. Kate meant it as serious of why his here and as propositioning of more intimate nature. She brushed her long vibrate hair out of her face with her hand and waited for Sammy to answer. |
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on May 14, 2008 12:46:09 GMT -5
He glanced up as he heard the OL doors open and saw Grant step out. He thought nothing of it and went back to his report. A moment later, he looked back to Grant, with an ears forward curious look as he sensed his tail was lashing. He wondered what had angered him this time? His whiskers twitched slightly as a slight smirk came to him, thinking it was something Ann had said to him, but Grant had stamped down his anger as he came out of the OL, or tried to. He seen Grant stand there, seemingly studying something for the first time. He couldn't think of anything it could be.. unless it was Ann, again.
He looked back to his report, making the finishing touches to it. A moment later, he heard Grant's footfall approach him and he smelled like he was about to pounce on anything that moved. He gave Grant an amused look, looking into his eyes, he saw the anger and turmoil. He brushed it off as Grant spoke to him
“Mr. GrabFoot; in about an hour I'll need your presence in a hearing to determine the validity of ‘The Drak’s’ status aboard the Terrasect and within the Federation. As the two ranking officers aboard this ship, it'll be up to us. We'll meet back in the observation lounge in just over an hour, I'll be down in the Brig speaking with Kate about our ‘disagreement’ in engineering."
His amusement left as Grant spoke to him about meeting in an hour. He felt Grant was all business, cold. He thought nothing of this as he figured that Grant was like that all the time, at least where he was concerned. He gave a nod, stating "I'll Shall be there"
He watched as Grant's attention shifted to the readouts on the command chair. When he reached up to tap in some coordinates, his head tilted to where he could see them. He heard Grant continue further “Head to these coordinates. It'll take us 2 days to get there, if we can make Warp 5, but proceed at all possible speed. Keep the location confidential."
Grant had lowered his voice to a near soft whisper, he knowing he would be able to pick up what he said, knowing is hearing is far better then a human's. He gave a nod, silently acknowledging the order. He was surprised at the coordinates given but he shown no outward sign. When he had achieved command level clearance he was told stuff that the lower ranked officers were not privileged to know yet, until they reached a high enough rank
Grant then gave a nod and then turned and headed to the TL, He looked around and saw Ann headed in the same direction. His ears perked up as he sensed a change of demeanor from Ann , like she herself had taken a command type attitude. As he turned toward Buford to issue another order, something caught his eye and his eyes snapped back to Ann, more specially, her midsection. From the angle he was looking at her, she looked like she could be with child. He hoped the surprise he felt wasn't registered on his facial features. He shook his head, bringing his thoughts back to more important matters.
"Mr. Hound, change course to 47511 mark 43 and engage at best possible speed" He would ask the canine officer and then wait for confirmation that course and speed has been changed
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Post by ann on May 14, 2008 14:48:04 GMT -5
Something else came over Ann’ she felt a bit protective of some level. Her tummy was getting larger and yet she doesn’t even notice the weight adding on to her. Nor that her clothing is starting to get tighter around that part of her… “Ann, are you…?” She started to look at Samuel strangely it some what pulled her out of her state of mind. “Is everythin…” His manner seemed different from a few moments ago she started to get softer for him again. “I thoug…” After that he was quite and she was about to say what she was feeling deep in side till that feeling came over her…nothing on her physical but a instinctual. Her eyes started to go milky white but it was very slowly…noticing it would take you to look at her eyes for several moments.
As she lectured him and completed Sam said, “With all do respect, as you have so candidly pointed out, ‘The Drak’ are not members of the Federation nor of this ‘reality’ and have no stature here. We have tried, tried to be understanding with regards to your species and your way of doing things; it’s our way as representatives of The Federation. That being said, you are our ‘guests’ aboard the Terrasect and until we meet to officially determine if that status changes or not, do not assume to tell me what I need to do aboard this ship.” Ann’ snapped back in to her Drak manner…she thought to herself, ‘thank gaud not of StarFleet…pretentious old admirals…’ her ponder was disrupted by Grant’s last part. She kept her composure showed nothing of the want to grasp him by the neck and toss him a cross the lounge.
“Kate will remain under ‘requested house arrest’ until I speak with her, which I will be doing when you and I are done. I will then make a determination of what will be the next step, more the likely we’ll have a formal ‘hearing’ aboard the Terrasect to hash out both our concerns.. However, that being said, if you would like to meet with Kate and me during our talk, you’re more then welcome to.” Ann’ were to open her mouth up until Samuel stood abruptly nearly ruddy. “If you’d like to head that way, I’ll be down there in about 10 minutes or so. I’ll let the guards know you coming and that you can see her, is that alright?.” She met with his eyes and she said, “I intend to nor I need not your permission to see her…” She said as he paused but followed with, . ”Alright then. “ and watched him leave but she left not of the same exit but the adjacent one.
She walked off and stayed for the moment in side the small hall between the aft bridge and the observation lounge. She self so insulted by him and at the same time felt something for him…what exactly she could not put to words. She felt as if she could feel what he was feeling. Ann’ wasn’t telepathic nor exactly empathic there was something between them she was picking up. She stayed there for longer then she intended by now Samuel would have beat her to Kate.
Ones she was able to put her self together she walked by the command deck crew. Not noticing that her tummy was larger then a few moments ago. Ones more Ann’ notice nothing nor cared if personnel were staring. By now her eyes are white covering her ones bright green eyes…getting to the deck of the brig she was feeling stranger. Nothing of her body but a deep feeling of emotion…those security men that she had known before and spoke to casually. She seemed to not recall them and saw them so small. As she was to enter the security were cleared of the cell where Kate was. Since Grant asked them to leave but weather the security was to allow her in or not. To Ann’ they seemed to be so small and in her way, “Remove your self from my path. Only human!” Before the guard could move or say anything…something within her body. More closely to her tummy that this emitted out. Not even Ann’ notice but the guard was no longer in her way. More so two of those in front of her were gone.
She was somewhat lost of where they have gone to but regardless entered the Brig to find Grant with Kate. Just out side of the Brig the men in Ann’ way was forcedly thrown by a telepathic means. Ann’ watched Kate put her hands on Samuel’s lips that bothered Ann’ a lot more then she expected. She watched and didn’t make any sound to disturb them and their conversation. If when they were done...that was when the security out side came in…
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Post by Major Duncan Kinsely on May 14, 2008 22:51:57 GMT -5
Location: Main Engineering
While Duncan had other teams working on sensors and shields, he was working on trying to get the warp drive working again. At least to give them warp 2 or three to where they could get back to the station a bit quicker. He worked on the containment fields of the fuel systems and the warp core. Making sure that everything was well adjusted of the various constriction parameters to maintain the accuracy of the flow in the systems. With sweat poured down his face, he finished adjusting the fuel systems and then went on to make sure that the injectors and the dilithium are aligned appropriately in that way that the reaction will take place at the right part of the core.
Duncan wiped off the sweat off his face with the sleeve of his uniform and continued on to work on the warp core. It was some time before he was able to adjust the core and then began to repair the power transfer conduits. He had seen worse condution and was use to working in such condutions. Once the power conduits were replaced, he went over to a console to transfer the power through the conduits. So far, he was only able to give them Warp 2. Warp 3 at the very best. He tapped on his commbadge.
+T+ "Kinsely to the bridge. I was able to fix the warp core, but only able to give you warp 3, at the very best.", he said. "It will be a while before we get more warp, but at least warp 3 is better than none at all."
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