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Mission 11 - Insurrection (8/1/02
7:54:24 am)

On> Chiara's Quarters.
After spending most of the day studying the ship's schematics and
security systems, Chiara accessed the comms and opened a channel
to Sovak. While she waited for the signal to go through, she went
to her closet and pulled out her black latex cat suit and some
additional gear. She stripped down and started to put the suit on.
Chiara zipped up the cat suit. It was skintight and felt good next
to her skin. She started to strap on the Nebari paramilitary gear
she had acquired over the years.
Instead of Sovak, Soren appeared on the screen.
"Where is Master Sovak?" Chiara asked as she put on a life support
pack and affixed the straps around her chest.
"He is.... indisposed. I will continue your lessons." He answered
placidly.
"Very well. I am ready Master..." Chiara waited for the new master
to introduce himself.
"Since we will be working together it is appropriate that
Introduce myself. I am Soren. Sovak and I have known each other
for many years, and it has been my good fortune to have
encountered him on Starbase." Soren said.
Chiara nodded and sat down. "I am ready for my lesson, master."
Soren nodded. "I want you to initiate meditation." He said as he
lit a Vulcan lamp before him. The lamp appeared between them on
the screen. "Focus on the flame, and think on the logic and the
symmetry of the ship, how it is constructed."
Chiara regulated her breathing and fixed her gaze on the lamp. Her
mind's eye shifted and it was now as if she was in the same room
with Soren.
Between them, again in her mind's eye, a holographic style USS
James Cook appeared, slowly revolving.
His voice softly spoke, hypnotic in tone, "Note the logic of its
layout, the simple beauty in its design. Note how the power flows
from its heart to all parts of its structure, like a living
entity."
Chiara felt as if she could actually feel the starship... to her
it became a living breathing entity.
Soren shifted his focus and found himself seeing the ship from her
eyes. He kept his own mind still, hiding his rising excitement.
Decades of Vulcan training it took for him to mask his emotions
from others. And it was going to pay off. "You are an apt pupil,
"He whispered into her mind. You are now ready for the next
lesson." A pause, then a mental push as he breathed into her
subconscious "Ih'hd" (proceed).
Chiara returned from her subconscious and looked at Soren on the
monitor.
"It will be done, Master Soren." She said in flawless Rhiannsu. "I
will contact you when my task is complete."
"That will be satisfactory." Soren said. "Live long and prosper.
Miss Chiara." The screen faded to the Vulcan IDIC.
Chiara walked over to her bed and strapped a pair of phasers to
her hips. She then put on a helmet and activated the airtight
seal. Once that was done, the life support backpack automatically
kicked in.
She walked back over to her computer station and accessed the
sickbay computers. She inputted her medical override and inputted
the commands that would release sleeping gas with a slight mustard
gas additive into the ship's ventilation systems.
On the bridge>
Elsie spoke over her shoulder to Rh'vaurek, "Status?"
"We will be approaching Vela Cava in 2.5 hours, Ma'am" he reported
calmly
Elsie nodded. "Keep a vigilant watch. We don't want any surprises.
Vella Cava needs these supplies."
"Aye Ma'am" Rh'vaurek went back to scanning the tac console for
other craft in the area
A green and yellow gas began to seep through the vents in the
bridge.
Elsie started coughing, "Seal the bridge! Ventilate!"
"Ma'am, Environmental Controls have been over ridden" Rh'vaurek
reported with a cough
With a shimmer of light, a female figure encased in a black
skintight suit appeared on the bridge.
"Damned!" Elsie swore, putting her arm over her mouth, trying to
get an untainted breath.
As she drew a phaser, she pulled a stun grenade from her harness
and tossed it to the center of the bridge.
Holding his hand over his mouth Rh'Vaurek pulled his disruptor
aiming it at the figure "Hold where you are" he replied as
forcefully as he could
Elsie looked up and saw Chiara. "Counselor! Get to safety!"
The grenade detonated, taking down most of the bridge crew,
including Tarmis.
The woman aimed the phaser at Rh'vaurek and fired.
She popped up the darkened visor to reveal her pale blue face.
Chiara smiled at her handiwork.
Elsie's lungs were on fire and her eyes were watering! She
couldn't focus! It hurt to breath! ~ Fight! Fight! ~ She told
herself, but consciousness was fading fast.
Rh'vaurek dropped below the Tac Console as the Grenade went off
Chiara walked over to Elsie and shoved her to the deck.
~BEEST~ Rh'vaurek telepathically ordered
Elsie whispered, "Damned you, Chiara! You did this to me! You did
this!"
"I'm sorry Commodore." Her voice came through the electronic voice
filter. "This is for your own good." Chiara aimed the phaser set
to stun and fired on Elsie at point blank.
Chira looked up at Rh'vaurek. "Resistance is futile." She replied
in Rhiannsu.
Chiara started to walk around the Command Horseshoe and up the
ramp to Rh'vaurek. "You will not win this time, Romulan." She
said, again pointing the phaser at Rh'vaurek.
Rh'vaurek Fired his Disruptor at Charia's hand holding the Phaser
~I said BEEST~ Rh'vaurek again ordered
~ SHI get a security team to the bridge in hazmat suits on the
double ~
The phaser flew out of Chiara's hand to her amazement. She sneered
back towards Rh'vaurek. "I was TRYING to do this THE EASY WAY!"
From the small of her back she drew the Migichinan Lightsaber that
once belonged to Vin Tamar.
On the viewscreen, pirate ships began to decloak.
Rh'vaurek started to wheeze then again fired the disruptor at the
new weapon
Chiara saw the shot coming and easily deflected it. She charged at
Rh'vaurek and sliced off the hand holding the disruptor. The
energy blade immediately cauterized the wound.
Chiara brought her leg up to a roundhouse kick, connecting with
Rh'vaurek's head, sending him to the deck.
"Stay down, Romulan."
Rh'vaurek dropped to the deck clutching the wound to his stomach
sending the pain through to Chiara
Chiara winced at the pain... the lightsaber fell out of her hand
and she too fell to the deck, screaming.
She wrestled to control her self, using Sovak's training to turn
off her pain sensing nerves and erecting mental blocks.
~ I'll kill you for this, or die trying ~
"Vrouool!" she cursed at Rh'vaurek. "Frellin' Vrouool!" She said.
She stood up and kicked Rh'vuarek as hard as she could in the gut.
She got over to the tactical console and lowered the shield and
shut down the weapons.
~ Vang'raden ~ Rh'vaurek shouted into her mind ~ Vang'raden
Susse-thrai ~
"Piss off." Chiara growled.
She kicked him again.
"I'd take the time to make you my personal bitch, but the bosses
got something else in mind for you weak little boys." She said,
bringing the ship to a halt.
Rh'vaurek Reached to his side with his right hand and stabbed his
Neca into Chiara's foot
"OWWWW!!!!! MOTHER FRELLER!!!" Chiara screamed.
Rh'vaurek finally fell into unconsciousness
She couldn't kick him any more.
"Finally!!" She said, looking down at the Romulan.
A Ferengi Marauder appeared on the view screen.
Chiara opened a channel as she checked over the lifesigns on the
ship. 99% of the crew was now incapacitated.
Ferengi began appearing on the bridge and other parts of the ship.
All were wearing masks. "No, Beam the males to the cargo ship,
NOW!"
Chiara vented the bridge in order to prevent herself from being
overcome. She sat down in Elsie's chair and took out a medkit to
start working on her foot.
"About time you people showed up." Chiara growled.
"Brel sneered, "Well it took some time for YOU to get the
situation under control, FEMALE!"
Male crewmembers began to vanish.
"I woulda had it under control had that frellin' Rommie bastard
not been so frellin' resistant! So go find a corner and frell
yerself!" Chiara countered.
As male crew began appearing in the slave holds of the cargo ship,
the crew of the Ferengi ship set a course towards Ferengi space.
Brel grinned an ugly snaggle toothed leer, "Only if you come with
me!"
Brel ordered Chiara, "Get this ship out of Federation space!"
Chiara stood up and smiled slyly. "Ok..." She walked over to him,
taking her helmet off. She breathed in the pure air. "So where do
you want to go, big boy?" She purred, running her fingers over his
ears.
Elsie began to rouse, coughing. She got to her hands and knees,
and tried to focus her burning eyes.
"Take the ship to the Federation area called 30." Brel said
Brel though with satisfaction what profits he would make with
selling the ship to COBRA and the females to the Orions.
Chiara went over to the helm and type in the necessary commands.
Something in the back of her mind was screaming at her... telling
her something was wrong.
Chiara rubbed her head as a headache started to form.
Chiara finished setting the course and pressed the 'engage'
button.
Chiara looked around at the Ferengi on the bridge. ~What... what
happened?~ She asked herself.
Elsie struggled to her feet, and looked around the bridge. Where
were the men? There were only a few of her crew left on the
bridge, and Ferengi outnumbered them. She glared at Chiara. "What
have you done?"
"I... I don't know..." She stammered. It was like a dream... "What
happened?"
"Last I remembered I was talking to Master Soren... getting ready
for my lesson." She said weakly.
Lt. J.G. Fara with one more female Security officer ran onto the
Bridge with Phaser rifles drawn aiming at Domina "Hold where you
are, hands were we can see them". Blaster-brandishing Ferengi
immediately intercepted them. The Ferengi herded the two security
officers off to the side. Shi followed in behind, reluctantly
ordering her officers to turn over their weapons. She saw that a
fight here would not be a good one.
Elsie was beyond reason, the residual mustard gas, still burning
in her lungs, eyes and mouth. "You sabotaged my ship! YOU! I
trusted you and you did... this!" In her fury she backhanded
Chiara!
Chiara fell to the deck. Warm, sapphire blood began to trickle
from her mouth.
"I... I don't know what happened..." Chiara said.
Shi walked over to Domina driving a savage kick into Domina's ribs
"Vang'raden"
The Ferengi watched with glee as the women fought among
themselves. "Enough!" Brel said. He gestured for someone to take
the helm. "Get us out of here!"
More blood came out of Chiara's mouth as she felt ribs crack. She
curled up and looked over to Shi's polished boot then looked
upwards at the powerful Rhiannsu woman... then the vision came
back to her... she had seen this happen before.
"How...?" Chiara stammered.
Shi roughly pulled Domina to her feet the yelled an order to Lt.
J.G. Fara "Take this vang'raden to the brig" Shi roughly pushed
Domina to LT. Fara
"No!!! Please, I'm innocent! I didn't do anything! Please, you
have to believe me!!!" Chaira pleaded.
~ Weak minded susse-thrai ~ Shi thought to herself
Elsie gave her a black glare of anger as Lt. Fara, flanked by an
armed Ferengi, dragged her from the bridge.
Chiara tried to struggle, but found no strength.
Other Orions began appearing on the ship. Brel looked around and
howled, "This is not part of our agreement!"
The big Orion heading up the team sneered, "You did your part, now
if you want to live, you will shut up and finish the job!"
Brel wanted to live to make profits more than anything else, so he
shrugged and complied.
Another Orion took a good look at Elsie and grabbed her arm. "Come
with me, babe. You are mine!"
Elsie struggled in his grasp, but he was far to strong. He dragged
her into her ready room and had his way.
As she was led out, Chiara started to sob as she heard Elsie’s
muffled cries from the ready room.
The James Cook, now under the control of the syndicate, headed for
area 30, outside Federation space, escorted by a small fleet of
Orion ships.
Off>
JP
Commodore Elsie Veritas
CO USS James Cook
&
erei'Riov (Cmdr.) Rh'vaurek tr'Radaik
CTAC/SEC Exchange officer
USS James Cook

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Mission 11 - Wounded arm, wounded pride (8/1/02
8:14:13 am)
ON - Ferengi Ship’s Cargo Bay
Rh’vaurek lay on the floor in agony, he looked at the stump of his
left arm how was he suppose to help these people if he was maimed,
again he groaned, realizing his Neca was embedded into Domina’s
foot last time he saw it.
If I live through this, that
Vang’raden will wish I killed her
Rh’vaurek started to slow his breathing and his heart beat and
with a thought he sent out across the vast expanse of space
Jol-ao au Shi, Jol-ao au dianm
with that thought the thought of Shi, the thought of S’harien came
to mind and a son growing up fatherless.
No, I can not let that happen again,
not after it happened to me, he will grow up with me at his side.
Rh’vaurek slowly pulled himself to a corner of their prison
allowing himself to hide his self-pity and some privacy to pray,
for Shi, S’harien and himself for guidance to help the crew
escape, the time would come but now all he could do was wait and
pray.
OFF
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Erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik

CTAC/SEC Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Python fleet Flag ship
"A little chaos is good for the soul" |
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Mission 11 - Licking Wounds (8/1/02
8:46:49 am)

On> The Ferengi Ship’s Cargo Bay.
Rafe weaved his way through the clusters of James Cook crewmen…
all men. He saw no signs of women about… or children for that
matter. He didn’t see Tarmis Jeram around, but he did see Kimahri
off in a corner. He looked over to the big Ronso who was just
standing by himself.
Then he looked over to find Rh’vuarek in another corner. The
Romulan looked battered and bruised as Rafe walked over to him.
“Leave me be, Riov Oosha.” Rh’vaurek said.
“Let me help you.” Rafe said as he kneeled down next to the
Romulan.
“What can you do?” He said. “We have no med kits, nothing. Let me
die in peace.” Rh’vuarek countered.
“We have resources.” Rafe said. He had learned the Spiran cure
spells enough to where he was confident that using them would help
Rh’vuarek. He looked at the stump of Rh’vuarek’s arm. The wound
had been caused by a lightsaber, and Rafe knew of only one other
person on the Cook in possession of one.
“Chiara.” Rafe whispered.
“The Vang’raden did this too me!” Rh’vaurek growled.
Rafe took Rh’vuarek’s arm and started to whisper a spell he had
heard Yuna use many times over. He prayed to the Fayth that it
would still work. Light began to appear around Rafe, then around
Rh’vaurek. The Romulan’s hand began to rematerialize. Not the
original, but the Spiran magic coursed through Rh’vaurek to search
his DNA and recreate a brand new hand. While it was at it, the
energy set to work on the Romulan’s other injuries.
Rh’vaurek’s eyes went wide in amazement. “What in the name of
D’Era!?!” He looked at his new hand with amazement. The spell had
taken much out of Rafe. He was not used to the process, nor the
drain.
“Good as new.” Rafe said. “You should be feeling better. Go and
find Tarmis. We need to discuss our escape plans.”
“Ie Rekkhai!” Rh’vaurek said, standing up. “Thank you.” He went
off to find Tarmis Jeram.
Rafe sat down and uncorked his jug to take a drink. He could not
access his telepathic link to Elsie and it scared him. He wasn’t
sure if something had happened to her… or worse. He tried to put
that out of his mind. He looked at the old picture he carried of
Elsie and Shi.
“My love…” Rafe said. “Imzadi.”
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder."
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Mission 11: Seeking a Rihannsu Mind
(8/1/02 3:28:38 pm)

ON > Ready room
The Orion finished with Elsie and rose from her with a satisfied
groan. “Always wanted to do a Commodore. Nice. Very nice.” He
pulled his pants up, adjusted himself and strode out onto the
bridge.
Before the door swooshed closed behind him, Elsie heard the hoots
of other pirates, cheering his victory.
The stench of his breath hung in Elsie’s nostrils, and she fought
not to retch. He had beaten her, cut her uniform off with a knife
and had brutally, savagely taken her. Her body hurt from the
rising bruises he had inflicted while groping her.
Elsie groaned and rolled to her side, then struggled to her feet.
At the replicator she gasped, “Water, cold.” When it appeared, she
gulped it down, then ordered another and downed it too.
“Duty uniform, size 7, command.” The uniform appeared, neatly
folded. She gathered it in her arms and headed for the sonic
shower adjacent to the ready room. For a long time she stood
there, leaning against the wall until her skin tingled from the
sonic waves. She still felt filthy and longed for a hot tub to
soak away the aches and the bruises. She dressed slowly, trying
not to jar her bruises. Since the Ferengi had taken her last set
of pips and her communicator for the gold and silver, she did not
add new ones to her uniform.
Elsie glanced at the door, then headed for her console. It was
dead. She tried typing in her command codes to no avail. The
Orions knew how to disable communications. Escape! It was her duty
to escape. She headed for the door, but it did not open at her
approach. Opening the emergency access panel and fiddling with the
manual controls were fruitless, too.
There had to be a weapon, something! Elsie strode around the ready
room, looking in all the drawers and access panels, but the
Ferengi had been thorough. They had taken everything they could
carry out of the room and had moved all to the main cargo bay,
storing their loot with the supplies destined for Vella Cava.
Under her feet, she felt the ship shift into high warp. The Orions
were in a hurry to leave Federation space and start distributing
their take among their buyers.
Elsie sat behind her desk and reached out her mind to the bridge.
Area 30. They were taking the ship North of the slot, and would
piece out their prize there. Her mind swept the ship. Much of it
was vacant, but the concentration of minds in the Cargo bay and
the brig told where the rest of the crew and children were. There
were no adult males on the ship! Had they been killed? It was the
usual policy of slavers to slay whom they could not sell. Elsie
didn’t sense that anyone had been killed. Moved? Yes! They had
been beamed off ship, according to a stray thought she picked up.
There was still hope, then, that they were still alive.
Mind to mind she searched. Some minds were numb, some terrified.
Some were in despair after having been raped by the Orions. There
was one, strong mind. Shiarrael! Her mind was full of anger, but
focused, calculating.
~ Shi ~ She sent, hoping that in the chaos, Shi could hear her.
OFF>
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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mission11 - The Job Ahead - (8/1/02
6:01:43 pm)

On>
Ferengi Cargo Hold>
Tarmis took a deep breath as he slowly stood up. The gas still
felt as if it were smoldering in his lungs. He leaned against the
wall to steady himself as he surveyed the situation. As he looked
about names and position slowly came to him. Some nearby Officers
saw Tarmis and walked over to him. Tarmis pushed back the pain and
confusion, as he relied on his training to take over.
Rh’vaurek now breathing a lot clearer walked through the crowd to
Tarmis, flexing his hand, testing what it's limits were ~ Rekkhai
~ he called into Tarmis's mind
Tarmis had begun to break the officers into teams; he handed out
duties as Rh'vaurek walked through the crowd. Tarmis heard the
voice, but it was strangely muffled somewhat. Tarmis looked at
Rh'vaurek, " erie'Riov tr'Radaik, I would like you to lead the
Security team, begin head counts, check the perimeter of the bay
looking for any way to escape as well as any weapons that could be
used." Tarmis looked at another officer, " I want you to lead the
medical personnel in assessing the needs of the crew as well as
attending to any injuries, I know we have little or no supplies
but do your best." Tarmis turned to another officer. " I want the
engineering team to work with security in ways of how we can
escape, send messages or any thing else which could do us any
good." Tarmis looked at the officers, " I know everyone is highly
emotional right now and that is completely understandable, but we
must focus and remember our training will give us what we need to
get past this. Let's get to work people." Tarmis said then waved
Rh'vaurek over.
Rh'vaurek pushed his way gently through the crowd to Tarmis
~Rekkhai, I believe a telepathic conversation is best, in case
these cells are being monitored ~ he informed him
Tarmis nodded, then in a whisper, " I am not sure how we will work
through it, but we shall try." ~ Rh'vaurek your assessment thus
far?~
~ Counselor Chiara is a Vang'raden, she set us up, now it looks as
if only the males were taken off the ship, I can sense no female
presence on this ship ~ Rh'vaurek explained what he thought
Tarmis first response was a mix of anger, betrayal, love and
concern. He believed what Rh'vaurek said but something inside held
him back. ~ Understood erie'Riov, but for now we must think of
what we can do. Chiara will be taken care of later." Then the fear
and concern grabbed Tarmis' mind like a steel trap, ~ If males
were the only taken, what of children? Hogah went to play his
favorite Holodeck simulation before all this and I do not see him
anywhere? Where is he have you seen him?" Tarmis' emotions
clenched his heart tightly as he struggled to control the fear and
worry he felt for Hogah.
~ I have also not felt any of the children ~ Rh'vaurek informed
Tarmis ~ He is a tough kid, he can look after himself if he has
to, he has the toughness of a Cardassian with human intelligence,
and very spirited, he will be helpful to the other children where
ever they are ~ Rh'vaurek tried to calm Tarmis's fears
Tarmis took a deep breath, as his Leader side turmoiled with his
fatherly side. As he swallowed hard he slowly regained composure,
~ Very good. Thank you erie'Riov. I must keep my mind on the
moment. We need to figure our best plan of action erie'Riov. I
really feel sorry for those Ferengi if Hogah gets mischievous.~
Tarmis chuckled.
~ I do not, let's pray he does ~ Rh'vaurek mentally laughed
~ And may the elements protect him ~ Rh'vaurek added
Tarmis shook his head in agreement, ~ You are so very right
erie'Riov. Now let us get off this garbage scow. Oversee your
teams, and if you see Capt.Oosha inform him we three need to
consider our options and discuss them amongst each other.~
~ Very well, I will Inform him if I see him ~ Rh'vaurek informed
Tarmis
Tarmis shook his head, ~ Let's get to it erie'Riov, besides~,
Tarmis looked up and laughed. " I can't stand Ferengi Scum
anyways." Tarmis yelled while he laughed the entire time.
Rh'vaurek gave Tarmis a sideways glance then pushed his way
through the crowd to find Rafe
Off>
Joint Post
erei'Riov (Cmdr.) Rh'vaurek tr'Radaik
CTAC\SEC Exchange Officer
USS James Cook
&
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Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
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Mission 11: Visitation (8/2/02
7:01:32 am)

ON> Ready Room
In the night, the Orion leader came for Elsie again. She struggled
against his advances, but he kept hitting her until she was too
weak to resist. Finally, he had his way, and left her lying on the
deck to fend for herself.
In the darkness of her quarters a voice began to sing...It was a
tiny voice, but the harmony was perfect.
"Li e yu I no..."
"Ren me ti..."
"Yo ju yo go..."
Elsie thought ~ I am delirious. But it could be a lot worse. ~
"Ha SA Te ka Na e..."
Elsie began to make out a small figure in the darkness... a child.
No taller then Hogah, but much thinner.
"Ku ta ma e..." The song continued again, from the beginning.
Elsie sat up painfully, rubbed her eyes and peered at the figure
in the dark. "Who are you? She asked softly, so as not to alert
the invaders on her bridge.
"I am a friend." The figure said. The voice was that of a boy. "Do
not worry about the bad men... they cannot hear us." He said.
Elsie grimaced and she shifted to a more comfortable position on
the deck, "I could use a friend right now."
The boy came out of the darkness and into the minimal light. He
was almost transparent. He wore blue clothes with a hood that
covered all but his mouth and jaw.
"Praise, be with you....Dream, child of prayer....For ever and
ever...Bring us Glory...." He said.
Elsie frowned, now certain she was either dreaming or
hallucinating.
The boy walked closer to Elsie. "Don't be afraid. Be strong. You
will win. You have to win."
Elsie nodded. "I am trying. My first duty is to my ship. I cannot
save my ship if I am dead. I will survive."
"Good." He said. He placed a hand on her bare arm. It was ice
cold. "Let me heal you."
The energy from his touch flooded through her, and she shivered at
the cold. But the aches and the pains went away.
"Auron lives." The boy said.
Elsie peered up at the boy. "Oh, the Goddesses be praised! I was
afraid they had killed all the men!"
"Auron protects them... like he has others. They all live." The
boy said.
"Then we will fight here, and retake our ship." Elsie affirmed.
"Yes. Trust your friends... even the ones you do not trust." He
said.
Elsie thought he was talking about Shi. "If I did not trust
Shiarrael, I would have sent her back to the Empire long ago."
"You know what and who I am speaking of." The boy said.
In her mind the image of Chiara weeping in the brig came. "Never!"
Hissed Elsie. "I gave her access to ship's information, and she
betrayed all of us with it!"
"There is more than what you see... or think you see." The boy
countered. "Be more then what you are."
Elsie didn't understand, but visions often spoke in cryptic
language.
"I will be here... if and when you need me." The boy said. The
singing began again.
"What is your name?" Elsie asked. But the boy was fading from
view.
"...Bahamut..." The name came in a whisper.
Elsie whispered the name, trying to remember it. She would
probably forget it when she woke from this dream.
Still cold from the boy's touch, she rose off the deck and headed
for the cot in the alcove off the ready room, slipping under the
covers for warmth.
~...imzadi...~
Elsie's eyes flew open! ~ Rafe? Oh, is it really you? ~
~... a favor... from a friend... making... possible...~
~ We all live. We are heading for area 30 to be parted out like so
much Cargo. But We are waiting for an opening, a chance, to fight
back ~ Elsie didn't know how much he was getting, but at least she
knew for sure Rafe was alive.
Elsie could hear in Rafe's mind the same song that Bahamut... the
boy... was singing.
~...not... know... fate... Fayth...~ Then a long pause and a
feeling of wonder. ~...The...Fayth...sing...~
~We will find you, somehow. ~ Elsie thought.
There was nothing more from Rafe.
Elsie pulled the blankets around her tightly as silent tears
ushered her into sleep.
Off>
Captain Rafe Oosha (also as boy)
CIO USS James Cook
&
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11 - Nebari Flavored Treats
(8/2/02 9:07:11 am)

On> The Brig.
Chiara had stopped crying a few hours ago. She sat on the floor in
the corner, hugging her legs with her face between her knees.
She knew her Star Fleet career was now effectively over with what
happened.
There was not much left for her to do, other then to wait for the
Orions, a Star Fleet court-martial, or even death.
Three Orions came into the brig. One headed for one of the other
girls to get his treats, while another guarded the rest. The Orion
Leader stepped up to Chiara and grinned down at her.
Chiara looked up at him.
"So you are the traitor Soren set up, eh? Well, well. What are yah
gonna do now?" He had his beefy hands on his hips and a smug grin
on his face.
Chiara said nothing.
Behind him, they could hear the cries and sobs of the young
crewman being raped by the first Orion.
Chiara's heart broke again. This was happening because of her.
The leader wanted to turn and watch, but he instead focused on the
blue traitor sitting on the deck. "You know, you ain’t got no home
anymore. The Feds will give you life for what you did. You have no
place to go but to the slave market.... or...you could join us. We
could use someone with your talents."
"Join you?" Chiara asked.
"Yah. Just think of it! Riches, glory, power! See the stars with
no one to tell you what you can't do. No one will dare touch you
under my protection!" He grinned and waved expansively.
This was the same man that had raped Elsie... she wanted so much
to get her hands around his neck and strangle him.
"Yeah?" Chiara asked. "And what do you want in return?" She stood
up.
"Aw hell, Lady! I got what I want. A nice warm high-class Betazoid
to keep me company. Naw you don't get touched. You become one of
my lieutenants!"
Chiara started to rely on the Vulcan training to restrain herself
from kicking the monster in the balls.
"All right." She said, cocking her head to the side. She knew
there was a way she could turn this to her advantage. "You got a
deal."
Chiara couldn't believe herself saying that.
The Orion leader saw the shift in her eyes. He had seen that look
many times, and knew what it meant. She was danger, but then, she
might be swayed. "All right. I give you your own quarters. Ain’t
nothing in there anymore but a replicator and a head, but at least
you don’t hafta watch my boys entertain themselves."
"Good." Chiara said. "You want me as a lieutenant, then I need
some show of authority. I want my phaser and lightsaber back."
"Oh, no. Not just yet! I heard what you did on the bridge! You
ain’t cutting MY hand off with that thing! You gotta prove yerself
first. You stand watch with Gregy here, and then we see." He
nodded to the brig guard to lower the forecefield, and then
stepped out with Chaira.
"Hey, I thought you said I don't hafta watch this?" She said,
pointing at the Orion with the human girl in another cell.
"You don't. Look at the other five cells." He glanced over at the
rape scene. "He's just about done, anyway. All yer gonna see is a
bunch of crying."
~Joy...~ Chiara thought of her options... then she remembered her
experiences on the Viper. "Right... whatever." It would be a shame
to let the Klingon experience go to waste. "I guess if I'm to be a
pirate, I gotta get used to this sorta thing, right?"
"Yah. We might even bring you one of the little boys to play with.
We aint gonna cut you outta the action, if your prove yourself."
He patted her on the back and left her to her new duties. As he
left, he already was thinking about visiting Elsie again.
~Bastard~ Chiara thought.
She sat down at the brig control desk, wondering what to do next.
In the cell she had just vacated, the Orion got up from the
crewman and adjusted his pants. With a nod to Gregy, the
forecefield was dropped just long enough for the two Orions to
exit the cell. They left the brig with satisfied grins.
The other females in the cell rushed to their abused crewmate and
began to take care of her needs the best they could.
"You boys get your fill?" Chiara asked.
"Plenty more where that came from," One laughed as the door closed
behind them.
~Right...~ Chiara growled mentally.
Gregy eyed Chiara. "You musta done something pretty damned special
to get let out like that. You give him a good screw?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." Chiara said.
Gregy grinned and turned full towards her. "Yeh! I would!"
Chiara stood up. She cocked her head to the side.
Gregy's mouth began to water.
"Ever had Nebari flavored treats?" Chiara asked him.
"nn...no." His voice came out in a whisper.
She was thankful she was still wearing the Nebari paramilitary
suit... it would have enough 'treats' for her to use.
"What's wrong boy? You nervous or something?" Chiara asked.
Gregy licked his lips, and stared at her like a hungry man.
He reached up a hand and very gently stroked Chiara's cheek. 'You
are so pretty..."
"That's what they all say..." Chiara chided.
"Then it must be true." He stepped closer and cupped her face in
his hands as he drew near to kiss her.
Chiara reached up to him to return the kiss. She place her black
latex clad hands around his neck.
Crewmen in the cells turned their backs firmly away from the sight
of this traitor warming up to the enemy.
"Aww, so pretty," Gregy whispered, his desire rising.
She place her right index finger softly behind the Orion's ear and
pressed, activating a Nebari Neural Overload device. The device, a
one use item, sent a charge of electricity coursing through
Gregy's neural system, causing his brain to fry and his heart to
go into a catastrophic cardiac arrest.
Gregy died on his feet, still thinking about Chiara and him
together.
Chiara let Gregy's body fall to the floor. "Yeah, and oooo so
deadly to, jackass!" She said.
Several of the brigged crew turned back to look with astonished
expressions! What the blue hell was going on?
Chiara weighed her options. She could access the ship's computer
from here, but all activity would be traced. She couldn't readily
dispose of the body... and if she were to save the ship, she'd
have to do more then just kill one Orion.
Chiara hit the comm button. "Domina to the boss."
Frank hit the com on the arm of the Center seat. "Yah, what is
it?"
"Something's wrong with Gregy... he just dropped to the floor...
he ain't moving or breathing." Chiara said with a measure of
concern.
"He got a pulse?" Frank asked.
"Lemme check... No, nothin'!" She said.
Frank Laughed! "Ha! You musta stopped his heart. One look at you!
Just toss his body into the corridor. I'll have a couple my men
toss him out an airlock. With a chuckle he broke the connection.
"Right..." Chiara said.
Chiara looked around at the cells. "Who wants to help me get this
piece of crap out into the corridor?"
Thirty cheers went up! And one bruised, shaky victim stood up with
hate in her eyes and just glared.
Chiara selected two prisoners and let them out of the cell. "Look,
no funny stuff or we may all be screwed." Chiara said. "I'm going
to do what I can to get us all out of here, but I need time."
"Miss Domina," One crewman said, "They are gonna send another
shift in here in about two hours. We all better pretend everything
is OK."
They dragged to body out and deposited it in the corridor. Chiara
then escorted them women back to thier cells.
"Yeah... nothing happened here, all right? Gregy had a
heart-attack. He couldn't take all that frelling at once..." She
said.
A lt. from Engineering spoke quietly to some of the crew. They
looked solemn and nodded. She turned to Chiara. "Ma'am, we will do
what is necessary to keep them happy. Anything."
"Hey, once this is all over, and provided I still have a job, I'll
help you guys through the aftermath... I've been there myself.
Right now, we just all have to be strong. Detach yourselves to
some point and just cooperate. The key thing is we all have to
stay alive. We got our men out there counting on us... just
remember how much you love them and keep that love in your heart."
She said, hoping her reassurances would get through to them.
Some of them nodded, knowing they had to be strong. Other clutched
their arms and shuddered. But the unspoken agreement was there.
Chiara sat back down at the brig control desk and waited. For
what, she did not know.
In less than a couple hours four Orions entered the brig. Two
walked up and down the line of cells, and tested the forcefield.
The other two stepped up to Chiara. "You, come with us. The boss
said we escort you to your quarters. We gotta lock you in till the
boss can trust you. Let's go."
"Sure thing." Chiara said. She didn't bother to look at the
prisoners. It would give her and them away.
They took her to the turbolift that brought them to the Officers'
deck. They brought her to a door that was marked with "Executive
Officer" And gestured for her to go in.
Chiara walked into the quarters. She wanted to smile but didn't
show it. She was happy to be in Tarmis' quarters.
The guards activated the lock and one took his station outside the
door. The other returned to his duties.
Chiara looked around. Tarmis was obviously absent, but she took a
chance. "Hogah?"
A muffled voice answered from behind a well-hidden panel, "Miss
Domina?"
Chiara came over to the source of the voice and gently opened the
panel. "Hogey?"
Not one, but two dirty faces peered out at her.
Chiara's eyes went wide. "What's this?"
"The Orions came, and well, I got marina and we hid. Just like I
used to do on Solotec." Hogah said proudly as he helped Marina out
of the compartment.
Chiara wasn't sure what to do. "Ok, you guys gotta stay quiet."
Chiara whispered.
"No problem, Miss Domina! Me and Marina, we will hide. And...well
I can carry messages for you. I know the jeffries tubes..and
well..." .his voice drifted off as he realized he was revealing
all his stunts.
Chiara started thinking...
She didn't want to put him in a situation where it would be
dangerous, but then again they were all in danger.
"Can you get to the Commodore's quarters?"
Hogah thought for a second, seeing the passageways in his mind.
"Yeah, but she's not there. The Orion Leader sleeps there. I think
she is in the Ready Room. They got her locked up there." His face
got sad and he looked down.
Chiara rubbed her head. "There's no jefferies tube access to the
bridge, is there?"
"No, Ma'am. They got it isolated. and guarded."
Chiara sat down cross-legged and put her hands on her head.
"Frell!"
Hogah sat down in front of her and looked up into her face. "It's
gonna be all right, Miss Domina. I seen this kinda thing on
Solotec all the time, only not on a ship. These priates, they are
kinda stupid. They know some stuff, but they forget stuff, too.
You just gotta wait till they forget something. Then you make your
move." Hogah spoke like an authority. He had outwitted them more
than once.
"You're right." Chiara said, putting her hand on his shoulder.
Hogah grinned like a Cheshire cat.
Marina sat up close beside Hogah, solemnly listening to them talk.
"Well, I guess all we can do is wait for a hole to open up."
Chiara said. "Unless you got some ideas."
Hogah shook his head. "We just gotta wait."
"Yeah..." Chiara said.
She stood up to go get a cup of coffee.
"I'm hungry!" He jumped up and headed for the replicator. "Whatcha
all want?"
"Coffee." Chiara said. "I don't really have much of an appetite
right now."
Marina piped up, "Hamburger n fries and a vanilla shake"
Hogah ordered two. "You can have some of my fries, Miss Domina.
You'll like them. Coffee is yukky all by itself!" Hogah brought
the food to the table and the kids scrambled into the seats and
began to devour the food, as preteens will do.
"I'll pass, thank you." Chiara said. "Look, keep it down. I want
you guys to go hide again."
Chiara started looking around to see if Tarmis kept a phaser in
his quarters.
Hogah lowered his voice. "OK, Miss Domina. He and Marina grabbed
their food and headed for their hiding place.
Chiara watched them close the panel as they disappeared. She sat
down on Tarmis' empty bed.
She was thankful that Hogah and Marina were safe. She knew she had
some allies on the ship... as long as she didn't tell them she
caused all of this.
Chiara cried herself to sleep.
Off>
JP
Commodore Elsie Veritas (as Orions, and kids)
CO USS James Cook
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Mission 11 - Stranded (8/2/02 9:15:56
am)

On>
Rafe woke up. He had seen Tarmis with Rh’vuarek and was going to
make his way over to them as the Ferengi gassed the cargo hold
they were stuffed into. Now, he found himself waking up in a
forest.
Rafe looked around. He still had all of his gear. It was apparent
that the Ferengi were not interested in trying to render them
helpless, just to get them out of the picture.
The forest was alive with sounds. Birds, wind gently rustling
leaves on high. It was peaceful in its own right, but it served as
a sinister message. They were stranded.
Rafe looked around his vicinity. Littered about were other men in
Star Fleet uniforms and civilian clothes.
“They must have dropped us off.” Rafe said to himself. He uncorked
his jug and took a drink. Then, he set out to look for Rh’vaurek
and Tarmis.
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder."
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Mission 11 - Awakening (8/2/02
9:59:30 am)
On>
Vance came to in a strange place. It took him a moment to remember
everything that had been happening, but it all came back quickly
enough.
~Faye...~ he thought, and he shot up to a sitting position.
"Easy there Vance..." Titus Ford's easy voice said, trying to calm
him down. In the short time that Vance had been aboard the James
Cook, he'd found that his fellow pilots were a lot easier to get
along with than back in his old squadron.
"Half-Pint, where the hell are we?" Vance asked, shaking his head.
"No clue, Vance. It's still just us guys though."
Vance let out a heavy sigh and nodded, slowly getting to his feet.
"Where's the rest of the squadron?"
"Still out. Capt. Oosha is looking around with a few of the
others, making sure everyone's here."
Vance nodded again. "I guess we better go meet him then, huh?"
~What a way to meet the rest of the crew...~ Vance thought
ruefully. The only people he'd gotten to know so far were his
squadmates, especially one Faye 'Sweetie' Valentine. Now there was
no telling what had happened to her.
Off>
=/\= Lt. (JG) Vincent 'Vance' Johnston
VF-1, Wolf Squadron
USS James Cook, NCC-2098-A |
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Shi
receives a message (8/2/02 11:05:47
am)
ON> Cargo Bay 2
Shi was sitting quietly thinking when she received Elsie's
message. Now she must act on it. She had located the terminal it
was on the other side of the room in a small-enclosed area.
~Commodore I received your message. We are in Cargo Bay 2 mostly
Security and Engineering personnel. We have 2 guards I am going to
slip over to the computer terminal and hack into it. using some
Rihannsu techniques they will not be aware of. I want you to try
and get a message to Starbase. May the Elements protect you.
~ Understood ~ Elsie sent back. She sat at the console, waiting
for it to blink to life.
Meanwhile 2 of the Security personnel had attracted the attention
of both guards using feminine wiles. Shi slipped quietly across
the floor to the terminal. It took her just a few minutes to
remove the controls the Orions had placed on the system. Then she
sat up a blind so it would appear they were still in place.
~Commodore, Its all set. Its up to you now.~
The terminal sputtered to life! ~ Bless your Green Rihannsu Heart!
~ ELsie sent and then quickly sent out a distress call and a copy
of the recording of all events that transpired since they left
spacedock.
As she finished, Frank walked in, with a leer pasted on his face.
The rape in the brig had made him horny again. Elsie's eyes
snapped to Frank's.
His face became a mask of rage. "Chon!" He roared, " Get yer ass
in here! Disable this console now!"
Frank strode over to Elsie grabbed her by the hair with one hand
and reached for the billy club hangin on his belt. "You goddam
whore!" He shouted and began to beat Elsie as hard as he could. At
first she tried to ward off the blows, but soon she was crying out
as the baton broke ribs, and upper arm, a wrist. Finally she
blacked out, and he continued beating her until his fury was
spent.
Frank looked up at Chon, who held a handful of isochips he had
pulled from the console. "There won't be any more transmisiions,
Boss!"
Frank spat, "There better not be or I start shooting people!" He
stormed out, with Chon following him.
Shi had just been in the act of contacting Elsie so through her
mind she saw everything that transpired in the Ready room until
Elsie finally passed out. Shi was in a rage. They would pay for
this the time had come to make their move.
She sent out a short message telepathically ~All who receive this
message do everything you can to disable your guards wherever you
are. If you can get into a corridor proceed to Cargo Bay 4 my team
will be there Await further orders.
The message had gone to a few of her Security and a couple of
engineers (Betazoid and Vulcan) Security took advantage of the
guards being busy with their pleasures and investigated the locks
on the doors. No luck they could not open them but they found an
access to a Jefferies tube they could use.
Slowly one by one they made their way out the access. The rest
bunched together to hide the fact they had left. After about 10
had gone through the access. Shi
signalled to stop. She called over one of the Gashta and gave him
some instructions then signaled him to go through the access with
5 of his people.
With the rest of the prisoners grouped together they could hide
the absence of the rest of them. All those who had left had been
instructed to make their way to Cargo Bay 4 secure it and wait for
further orders.
OFF>
JP
Commodore Elsie Veritas
CO USS James Cook
&
ereiRiov Shiarrael t'Radaik
ASEC USS James Cook
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Mission 11: Fighting For Survival
(8/2/02 11:41:07 am)

ON> Ready Room
Elsie came to slowly, her mind totally taken by the pain of trying
to breathe. She had the urge to cough, but stifled it, knowing it
would hurt worse if she did. Her left arm and right wrist were
broken and swollen from the beating.
~ This is becoming a habit, finding myself on the deck. Maybe I’ll
just stay here.~ She started to drift off but a spasm made her
cough! OH! The pain! With the back of her right arm she wiped the
flecks of blood off her lips. ~ A punctured lung. Not good. Gotta
try and stay awake, or I will not waken at all. ~
With great satisfaction she remembered she had gotten off the
distress call and the details of the attack. At least Intel would
know what had happened here and who had betrayed the ship. She
stirred up her anger, fighting to stay awake. ~ Oh, Chiara! Why?
Why? We loved you, took you in as one of our own, and you did
this! ~
Elsie could not hold the anger. It was slipping away along with
her consciousness. ~ I should have cherished my immortality. Oh,
Imzadi! I am sorry. I am not strong enough….~
The blackness took over, and Elsie slipped into a coma.
OFF>
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11 - "Is it true they taste like chicken?"
(8/2/02 11:46:19 am)

On> The Forest.
Rafe walked through the woods, giving orders to the men had had
come across. His instructions were simple. Go to the clearing that
had been found and wait there.
Rafe continued on unit he saw a silvery uniform.
"Rh'vaurek!" Rafe shouted.
Rh’vaurek looked up noticing Rafe coming towards him, he gave one
last savage side kick to the tree he was hacking at felling it "Ie
Rekkhai?"
"Are you well?" Rafe said, examining Rh'vaurek's handiwork.
"Better that I have been, the fresh air has cleared out my lungs"
he noticed where Rafe was looking "A Spear, we heed to eat, I am
sure you have noticed the animal calls, so there has to be food
somewhere"
Rafe nodded. He had forgotten his own hunger up till now, as his
stomach reminded him he should find food.
"I have noted some animal calls, yes. However, I first order of
business should be to gather the crew. Then we can worry about
survival." Rafe said.
Rh'vaurek nodded "Understood"
Rafe looked around. "I have crew members gather at..." He stopped.
Rafe looked around.
The rustling of some bushes could be heard nearby.
Rh'vaurek Stopped and cocked his ear, he to heard the rustling
nearby; he removed the makeshift handle from his kailune readying
it to be thrown.
In front of them, a growling came from a bush and the head of a
large lizard poked out.
Rh'vaurek stood perfectly still eyeing off the lizard.
Rafe turned side long to the lizard. He produced a large red sword
seemingly out of thin air and extended it to Rh'vaurek.
"I trust you know how to use one of these?" Rafe asked his Romulan
comrade.
"Indeed" Rh'vaurek extended his hand accepting the blade
Rafe shot his left arm up into the air, shrugging off the left
side of his kimono. He dropped back into an open kendo ready
stance and his own Tyrusian blade appeared in his right hand.
The dragon-like lizard walked forth from the brush, growling and
hissing.
Rh'vaurek took up a more closed stance, making as little a target
of himself as possible
The lizard went after Rafe first, since he was wearing the more
colorful garb. The samurai sidestepped the lizard's advance and
cut the beast across the shoulder. It roared in pain.
Rh'vaurek charged to the opposite side slicing across the lizards
blindside flank while it was preoccupied with Rafe, he circled
around the lizard keeping away from the tail
The lizard growled in rage and frustration at its prey. It could
not believe that prey would actually try and fight back and
succeed in doing so.
Rafe dodged a swipe of it's claw and fell back in another stance.
He held out his left arm with one finger raised and sword cocked
at the ready to size of the beast.
Rh'vaurek dodged a swipe from the beast tail with an upward slash
he cut a deep gash across it's hind quarters then rolled away
getting away fron the furious sweeping tail
Rh'vaurek rolled right into a furry blue leg.
Looking up, he was Kimahri Ronso, a friend of Rafe's from what he
heard to be 'a long time ago.'
Rh'vaurek breathed a sigh of relief, he was not ready to handle
another enemy in this position
"Save some for Kimahri!" The Ronso shouted, leaping over Rh'vaurek
and onto the back of the lizard and drove his halberd into the
beast's neck.
Rh'vaurek looked on with a raised eyebrow, he had seen a lot of
things but this blue felinoid with a halberd was intriguing.
The lizard tossed off the Ronso with some effort. Kimahri rolled
to the ground and took up position next to Rafe. Rafe switched his
Tyrusian blade for his lightsaber.
"Enough!" He said as he charged the beast. With the lightsaber he
severed the lizard's head.
Rh'vaurek just shrugged as he held his blade in mid swing aiming
at the lizards hind leg
The beast fell with a thud.
"Looks like we have dinner tonight." Rafe said.
"Lizard on a Spit sounds good" Rh'vaurek replied looking at the
fallen lizard
Rafe walked over to Rh’vaurek. "You did well."
Rh'vaurek bowed "Thank you, it was an honor to fight by your side
for once"
Rafe nodded and thumped him on the chest. "Hey Ronso... you
remember how to cook?" Rafe asked.
Kimahri was already dragging the lizard. "Kimahri make food for
everyone." He grunted.
Rafe turned to Rh'vaurek. "Ever eat a lizard before?"
"Once, a long time ago" Rh'vaurek replied
"Is it true they taste like chicken?" Rafe asked.
"That depends on how it is cooked, mine tasted like charcoal"
Rh'vaurek laughed
"Kimahri is a good cook. We'll leave it to him then." Rafe said.
"Sounds good to me" Rh'vaurek replied as le looked over at the
blue felinoid dragging the lizard towards the camp, Rh'vaurek
decided to help getting behind the lizard and starting to push
Rafe stopped. He looked around. "Rh'vaurek. Go ahead with Kimahri
and see to it that a camp is set up. Find Tarmis if you can. There
is something I want to go look at."
Rh'vaurek nodded "Understood"
Rafe turned and walked off into the forest alone. Once Rh’vaurek
was out of sight, Rafe started to sing. His tune was slow and
mournful…
“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...”
He stopped when a wave of grief rushed over him… he could no
longer ‘feel’ his Imzadi.
Off>
JP
Erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik
CTAC/SEC Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Python fleet Flag ship
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder."
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Mission 11 - Captive... (8/2/02
1:28:00 pm)

Rape wasn't an experience that Vasata had had before, but the
pirate that was eyeing Arianai might change that.
~They want you to be afraid of them. Look him in the eye right
back.~ She did so, and was rewarded with a slight respectful nod
from the pirate. He looked over the other women in this cell, and
moved on.
"I guess they aren't
all
bad. I'm Arianai."
"I'm Nicole. Science, right? I'm in Medical. I wish there was more
I could do for the ladies brutalized by these scum!"
"We just need to wait. We won't be here forever. With the help of
those that managed to get out of here, we'll take this ship back."
Arianai reassures the nurse.
Looking dejected, "I guess. It all seems so hopeless though."
Smiling and leaning closer, Arianai confides, "I now of at least
on man on this ship that won't give up. He's a bastard himself,
but he won't sit still for what's been happening here."
"Telling secrets, my pretties?" taunts a pirate at the barrier.
Nicole cringes away from the opening, as the pirate signals for it
to be lowered. "You look tasty...let's have a go at you." He
teases, and makes a grab for Nicole.
Jumping in the way, Arianai stops his advance. He stops short, and
looks at her up and down. Spitting at her feet, he says, "You're
to skinny. I like a bit of meat on the bones...get out of my way."
"No."
He back hands Arianai, causing her to stumble to her right.
Grabbing Nicole, he takes her out of the cell, and throws her
down. The barrier goes back up just before Arianai has a chance to
act. She kneels on the floor, trying to catch Nicole's eyes, to
reassure her that this will end soon, as the pirate has his way
with her.
~But will it? Will it end before they have ravaged every female on
this ship?~

LtJG Arianai K Vasata
Chief Science Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
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Mission 11 - You will remember
(8/2/02 6:06:51 pm)

On>
"“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...”
The voice was deep, but carried for a distance. The person sang
with a great amount of grief.
Elsie opened her eyes not to her ready room, but to a city
destroyed thousands of years ago, and its ruins bathed in the
light of dusk.
“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...”
The song was sung again. The same voice, the same grief.
Elsie looked around. "Spira," She whispered. "I know this place.
But it is gone."
“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...”
Elsie spun around slowly, looking for the source of the singer.
On a hill not too far away was a lone figure. His kimono flapped
in the warm breeze.
Elsie's breath caught in her throat! "Imzadi?" She began striding
towards the hill. The fact that her body lay on her ready room
floor never crossed her mind. This was real. The other was not.
Rafe extended his clay jug to her direction and drank to his
lady's honor.
"Zanarkand." Rafe said. In the blink of an eye, he went from the
hill to her side.
Elsie's face widened into a dimpled smile and she gazed at him
with loving eyes.
"My home for ten years... as it was a thousand years ago... and as
it was a thousand years after it was destroyed by Syn." Rafe said.
This is my strength. This is my will... to never allow this to
happen again."
"Where is your home, now, My Love?" She asked, as if it were a
riddle, a mystery to be solved.
"My home is at your side, milady." Rafe said. "My home is
our hearts combined."
"I am here, with you, Imzadi. At your side now." Elsie said
knowingly.
"And I with you." Rafe said. "But when you go back, we will be
apart again." He said sadly. "I want to teach you
something."
Elsie nodded.
Rafe put his hand to her forehead and his fingers glowed on
contact. Into her mind he implanted the knowledge of the 'Curaga'
spell, a healing magic that would aid her.
"You may find that to come in handy. The Fayth will you to posses
the knowledge.
Elsie understood. She understood the path behind, the path she
trod, the path before her, and knew this was right.
"I was wrong when I said the Fayth stopped singing... I thought
they were no more... but I was wrong. They were only in shock at
what had happened to my... our world." Rafe said.
"The Fayth, they sing....they sing a chant. Then I did not dream
him." Elsie said.
"“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...” Rafe sang.
"It's The Hymn of the Fayth." He said. "Praise, be with
you....Dream, child of prayer....For ever and ever...Bring us
Glory...."
"His name was...Bahamut....He sang that to me" Elsie said in
wonder.
"He has found you in favor then, and well lend his strength and
power to you if you ask it of him." Rafe said.
"Just...ask? But I am not a believer" Elsie said.
"There is nothing to believe. It is not a religion." Rafe said.
"It is simply a fact. The Fayth exist on a higher level then us...
just like the Bajoran Prophets. They are only called the Fayth
because that is what Yu Yevon first called them."
"They sing, and what else?" Elsie asked.
"And they sing." Rafe said. "Their sole purpose is to counter Syn.
When Syn is defeated, they will rest."
This Elsie did not understand. Her mind was still linked to mortal
logic. That a species existed solely to counteract another
was..well, too much like ecology..one preyed on the other. But
Rafe spoke of spiritual things, and this did not translate.
"Are they two halves of a whole, then? Only divided, one evil one
good?"
"Yes." Rafe said.
Clarity! Elsie could nearly grasp the concept. "If they are
united, they become one whole entity, at peace with itself?" She
asked again.
"Perhaps." Rafe said. In fact, he did not think anyone had ever
actually looked at it that way.
"You showed me that previous methods of defeating Syn were only
successful for a time. If the Fayth and Syn were somehow united,
would this not somehow transform the beast into something else.
Not defeat, transformation?"
"You may be right... but I'm afraid it will be some time before
we... before I can test that theory." Rafe said.
“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...”
This time the voice was female. The pitch was perfect. It sounded
as if it belonged in a cathedral.
Elsie looked around, "I must go back." She said. "I have work to
do. How do I use the spell? My body is broken and bleeding."
"The knowledge is within you to use it. "Center yourself and
concentrate on the word 'curaga', but keep the Hymn of the Fayth
active in your mind, for it will only work if you can hear the
song." Rafe said.
Singing was not Elsie's strong point. She hoped she could remember
what it sounded like.
"You will remember..." Rafe said, his voice trailing off... but
the female voice singing was still fresh and alive. Spira and
broken Zanarkand began to fade away.
Elsie woke to find her self covered in a blue and white blanket
woven in an exotic pattern. It was perpetually cold, but for some
illogical reason it warmed her.
Elsie remembered the spell Rafe had taught her. She whispered the
word 'curaga' as she focused on Rafe's singing and that of the
disembodied female voice. Green light danced about her, repairing
the injuries and even made her feel younger then before.
She was stiff, but she managed to stand and look around. Blood,
her own, was everywhere... but something struck her as odd. She
walked over to the window looking out into shape. It had been
frosted over with a word... no, a name drawn into the frost.
"Shiva." Elsie whispered, gripping the blanket closer to her.
She turned and walked towards the replicator for a cup of coffee
when she looked into it and saw a face staring back at her from
the black glass. It was not her own. Her first instinct was
to reel back in horror, but there was something about the woman's
purple face and wild hair that said she could be trusted as a
friend and as a protector.
"Shiva." Elsie said again. The purple faced woman in the black
glass smiled and vanished. The replicator produced a cup of coffee
without Elsie even requesting it.
Elsie picked up the cup and smiled.
Off>
JP
Commodore Elsie Veritas
CO USS James Cook
Flagship Python Fleet
&
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
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Mission 11: I Got Better (8/3/02
9:22:44 am)

ON >Ready room
It was evening, and Frank, the Orion Leader, entered the Ready
Room with two soldiers, expecting to have Elsie’s dead body tossed
out and airlock. Well if she was almost dead, she would be dead
soon enough.
Frank stopped just inside the door and gazed at the spot where he
had left Elsie to die. The blood stains were disappearing before
his eyes as the ship used sonic waves to disintegrate the blood
and recycle it through the environmental system. Frank's eyes
swept the ready room. Elsie was standing by the replicator,
sipping a mug of raktajino.
He growled, “What th’ Hell is goin’ on? I left you for dead!”
“I got better,” Elsie grimaced.
Frank strode over to her, grabbed her and felt her all over. He
thrust her from his grip. “You some kind of shapeshifter? This
ain’t right!”
“There is more to this ship than meets the eye, Pirate! We are
more than a crew of Starfleet Officers, more than cargo for you to
sell or plunder at your leisure.” Elsie countered.
“You just cargo to me, lady, and a good screw.” Frank gruffed.
“That is too bad, because this is all you will ever have, what you
hold in your hand. You will never be happy inside, because your
spirit is empty.” Elsie sipped at her coffee.
Frank’s face reddened. He didn’t understand what she was talking
about, but he figured it wasn’t good. He backhanded the mug from
her hand and it crashed to the deck in a shower of coffee. “I’ll
show you what makes me happy!” He lifted her up over one shoulder
and headed for the cot in the alcove.
Off>
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
|
Mission 11: A Long Way From Home
(8/3/02 9:37:54 am)
ON>
Laura sat in the quiet lounge of the USS Enterprise. Captain
Picard had been very generous to allow her passage from Starbase
514 to Epsilon Indii to their destination to the Romulan neutral
zone. She had heard that Starfleet Intelligence fearing a buildup
along their boarders of Romulan warships has dispatched the
Enterprise to check things out. The dark woman with the outlandish
hat came to her table, and spoke as she poured Laura another cup
of tea. Laura had given up on the hard stuff for the time being.
“You look like you are carrying the weight of the Enterprise on
your shoulders, and you are only a passenger on this ship,” The
bar tender observed.
Laura took a slow sip of her tea and considered the woman’s
comment before answering. “Trust me it’s not this ship, rather my
ship. The James Cook. I am to represent the best of every squadron
at Starfleet’s top fighter pilot training program, and I cannot
even follow orders.” Laura sighs and looks out of the view port
watching the stars streak by at over 700 billion kilometers per
hour. “To top it off I fear my captain does not feel I am worthy
of commanding a squadron on her ship, especially not the flagship
of the Python Fleet. Especially after I got drunk and took on one
of the security deputies.”
“So that’s who you are then.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Laura turned to face the woman.
“Nothing. I heard of you though. A pilot, who single handily
evaded capture behind enemy lines and helped bring the CIO and
Commanding Officer home safely. You stood for what you believed
in, and never wavered. Weather it was wrong or right is not the
point. What you did was honorable.
“So what you think is I was in the wrong?”
“You didn’t lose your rank did you?
Laura shook her heard no.
“You weren’t removed from the fleet were you?”
Again Laura shook her head no.
“Then I rest my case. What you did was the right thing. Captain
Kirk would not be the legend that he is today if he followed the
Prime Directive or orders all of the time. It would be a good bet
that both Ambassador Spock and Earth would not exist today if it
wasn’t for him bending the rules.”
Laura nodded her head, and took another sip of her tea. “You have
amazing insight. I had never considered that before.”
“I have been accused of that a few times,” the dark woman agreed.
“You are not human are you?”
“No I am not. I am a species known as the Listeners, but also
known as El-Aurian.”
The El-Aurian woman refilled Laura’s cup and left her to her
thoughts. Well she would need time to think, and she had plenty of
that. She was still two weeks away from Earth, and that was
assuming she got good passage from Epsilon Indii.
Suddenly Big Cat came strolling into the lounge with a wide grin
spread across his face. He saw Laura and crossed the room and sat
down across from her. “Evening Mav, what ware you so down about?”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Obvious? Hell, it’s like you have your own personnel rain cloud
following you around. It’s been like that all trip too. You aren’t
still worried about your actions on the Nazi planet are you?”
“Yeah a little.”
“Don’t worry about it Mav, let by gones be by gones. It’s all in
the past, all you can do is learn from it.”
Laura smiled and gave him a friendly slap across the arm. “Guess
every one’s a counselor today. Even the bar tender is.”
Cat smiled. “You don’t know who she is?”
“No. Should I?”
“Look. I am not one hundred percent sure of that but I think she’s
Picard’s trusted advisor, and if he listens to her, you had better
too.”
Turns to look at the lady behind the bar. “No kidding?”
“No kidding.”
“Where did you hear of this?”
“I served with a lieutenant who served on the Enterprise-D, and he
talked highly of her, and told me many interesting things about
this ship and it’s crew. Like the First officer and the counselor
have a thing for each other, but are in denial.”
Laura laughed. “I never thought you would be one to give into ship
board gossip.”
“I’m just repeating to you what I heard.”
“You just keep telling your self that.”
Suddenly a huge smile spread across the big man’s dark face, as an
idea came to him. “I found this really neat program in the
holodeck. Ever hear of a Mustang?”
“The horse?”
“No, but I think you will fall in love with her at first sight.
She’s right up our alley.”
Laura J. Allen

Squadron CO
USS James Cook
"My What Big Teeth We have" |
|
mission11 - Discussion Among Friends -
(8/3/02 10:21:13 am)

On> The Camp
Rafe stood a good distance away from the rest of the camp, on the
edge of the clearing. It was getting chilly, but Rafe was thankful
that Rh'vaurek was able to whip the crew into shape and get some
shelters erected. Spirits were generally good, but Rafe could feel
the wave of concern.
Tarmis sat on a stump near the edge of camp, his mind going over
what has been completed so far and what must be done in the
future. Security teams had already begun perimeter sweeps and
according to head count all males over age 16 were beamed taken
from the ship and dumped here. Tarmis looked up and noticed Rafe
some distance away, he got up and made his way to him. Once there
he said, " Cpt. Oosha." Concern could be heard in voice.
"Tarmis." Rafe replied. He only stared at the campfire. "Please do
not address me by rank. It means little to me."
Tarmis knelt down by the fire, " But it is also the structure we
need to help move us past this and back to our home. I will honor
your request when we are alone but if others are around I need to
show the semblance of structure and use of rank will be one way I
do this. Cp... Mr. Oosha" Tarmis said realizing they were alone.
"Rafe will do fine, Tarmis. How are the men holding up?"
Tarmis looked away from the fire at the officers muddling about
the camp. In a soft but strong voice Tarmis said, " On the outside
they show little regard for what has happened, but you can see the
questions and concerns running through there minds."
"Their questions and concerns are well founded. The Cook does not
bode well." Rafe said.
Tarmis gazed at the fire, " No it does not, at that ways heavy on
all of us." Tarmis looked at Rafe." Even you and I, but first we
need to find a way off this planet and then we hunt these bastards
down." Tarmis took a deep breath. " We find the people who did
this and bring them to justice."
"I... have a way off this planet..." Rafe said quietly.
Tarmis stood up in shock, he drew closer to Rafe, " How what, a
ship?" Tarmis took a centering breath." Please go on M.. Rafe."
"I can only go alone... I have the ability to. I've only done it
one other time in my life because of a promise I made to a friend.
It was not easy." Rafe said.
"Alone?" Tarmis rubbed his chin in thought. " That is not safe, if
anything happens to you we would never know, and you can not take
on an entire vessel of pirates, Rafe although it is an option I
don't know." Tarmis said.
"If you order it, it will be done... though I am tempted to do it
anyway." Rafe said. "I would be an asset to the ship's survival."
Tarmis walked around in a circle, his mind in thought. He tossed
up a hand, " Yeah I kind of figured you would do it no matter,
however if we are going to do this we should try to come up with a
way to keep in contact or so on to ensure we know you were able to
send help and such."
"There would be no means to do that." Rafe said. "We have only
what we brought with us. No one knows where we are."
"While this portal or what have you is open, you would not be able
to send any thing back?" Tarmis asked Rafe, as he stared out away
from camp.
"There would essentially be no portal." Rafe said.
Tarmis rubbed his chin once more, then looked at Rafe." You would
for all purposes just vanish then?"
"Pretty much." Rafe said.
"A long time ago, when I lived on Spira, I fought a summoner named
Yunalesca. I died in that fight, but lived on because of the magic
of Spira. I had the will to live because of my promises to my
friends Jecht and Lord Braska, as well as my love for Elsie and
Shi." Rafe said.
" Ok, that will be one option. Give me till the end of the day if
nothing else better surfaces then we will go ahead with your plan.
But Rafe, even though sometimes we may see things differently I
would never want to see anything happen to you. I want your word
if we go ahead with it you will do your best to stay alive."
Tarmis said with a wink and a nod.
"I have found that I have a hard time dying, my friend." Rafe
said.
Tarmis smirked, then chuckled, " However for something like death
it only takes finding one way, lets not look for it ok?" Tarmis
said as he chuckled and patted Rafe's shoulder.
Rafe said nothing.
"How are you and Chiara getting along?" Rafe asked.
Tarmis got a sideways smile, " Well, to be honest I am not sure.
It is like riding one of the old earth roller coasters, there are
times I know exactly where it is going then bottom drops and
things change all over again. But no matter what I am enjoying our
time together, it is special." Tarmis said with a far off look in
his eyes.
"Chiara is a special woman. Treat her well." Rafe said. "She has a
lot of love to give, and she needs a lot of love in return."
Tarmis thought of Chiara, suddenly what Rh'vaurek said slammed
into his mind. He turned to Rafe, with a start. " Chiara, Has
Rh'vaurek told you?"
"No... what happened?" Rafe asked.
Tarmis leaned forward so as not to allow any others to hear. In a
hushed voice he said, " Rh'vaurek says Chiara is the vang'raden. I
know Rh'vaurek tells the truth, but something inside tells me to
look deeper. There must be more than what one can see. I can not
believe she would just suddenly become a traitor like that."
"Are you saying Chiara caused this?" Rafe asked.
Tarmis shook his head, " That is what Rh'vaurek has told me. But I
refuse to believe it without speaking to her myself. I will not
assign a blame like this with out finding out the entire story."
"It would explain how Rh'vaurek lost his hand. I gave Chiara the
light saber I had won in my battle with Vin Tamar. She must have
used it to slice of Rh'vaurek's hand." Rafe said.
He looked down. "It would not be like Chiara to act in such a
manner. We will investigate when the ship and crew is safe."
"But why?" Tarmis blurted out, then after he looked about he toned
his voice back down. " What would cause her do that, something
doesn't add up."
Rafe was again silent.
"Chiara had no family. Cook has become her family. Her love for
you is great, as is her love for Elsie and myself. If she is
guilty, then I would assume that it was not of her own free will."
Rafe said. He took a swig from his jug and to be friendly, offered
it to Tarmis.
Tarmis eyed the jug then looked at Rafe, " That is what I thought
also." Tarmis put a hand out the stopped, " Isn't that the stuff
that got the Klingon sick on the viper before?" Tarmis asked.
"Yes." Rafe said. "It makes a person stronger... Its an Al Bhed
potion... cures all kinds of ailments."
Tarmis took a long pondering look at the jug then took it from
Rafe and slammed a gulp down. " Holy Lisius that crap is strong."
Tarmis said as he coughed.
"It is an acquired taste. When I quested for the second time to
defeat a creature named Syn, my group lived off this stuff." Rafe
said.
Tarmis coughed and spat some more then looked up, " Acquired is
one way of putting it."
"It is late, go get some rest." Rafe said.
Tarmis nodded as he got up, " You also Rafe. Be safe friend."
Tarmis said then exited to his small shelter.
"I will keep watch through the night." Rafe said. "Pleasant
dreams."
Off>
Joint Post
Capt. Rafe Oosha
CIO-USS James Cook.
&
===================
Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
|
mission11 - The Injured - (8/3/02
6:12:01 pm)

On>
Camp - Planetside>
Tarmis couldn't get any sleep, he decided to get up and check on
the injured crewman. He walked over to the medical tent, which had
been set up. Torches hung all about as Tarmis walked into the
light. He spotted Dr.Merlose overseeing the medical staff. He
hovered over an injured crewman who looked like he had been badly
beaten. Tarmis walked between the make shift cots, he gently
touched each crewman as he went to show him someone still care
about them. He walked up behind Dr.Merlose and waited for him to
finish the crewman.
Jake tore off a piece uniform to put pressure on a cut one of the
patients had. They had turned some of the plants on this planet to
work as disinfectants. Luckily, they had beamed off some of the
men when they were holding some medical equipment. But it was
scarce and not much of it left. He noticed Tarmis coming in his
direction, "Hello Captain, what brings you into my.. uhhh, sickbay
I guess."
Tarmis gave a sullen look as he looked about the area. His mind
filled with sadness and anger. He pushed back his own emotions to
be strong for the crew. He said, " I was unable to sleep Doctor,
these men’s suffering was weighing on my conscious and I had to
come down to see it for my self." Tarmis said, his gaze frozen on
an unconscious officer.
"Well sir, I don’t know what advice to give you. But what I do is
take my self out of the moment. I believe that’s what we all have
to do. Or else, I wouldn't be able to take all the pain around me.
Being a Betazoid doesn’t help much, as I can feel their pain." He
continued working on his patient.
Tarmis slowly shook his head, " That is where we differ doctor I
can not take myself out of the situation, I have never been able
to and to be quite honest I do not believe I would want to. I have
to do something, or I feel useless." Tarmis said then ripped off
his uniform sleeves and his pant legs. He ripped them into rags
and began to hand them to corpsman. " What can I do to help
Doctor?" Tarmis asked as the moans of the men echoed in his mind.
Jake looked around, "Well if you have basic medical training you
can help with minor injuries. They aren’t, being taken care of,
because we don’t have enough people." He felt a chill run up his
spine as he looked around.
As Merlose finished speaking a security team brought in another
injured crewman. As they sat him on a nearby cot Tarmis realized
who the man was. It was the captain's yeoman; he was beaten badly
and bleeding from many wounds. Tarmis walked over in a daze, he
stopped next to the stretcher. The security officers said, " We
found him on the edge of the clearing we almost didn't find him."
Tarmis nodded and the officers left, he turned and looked at
Merlose. A questioning look across his face.
Jake saddened, "There isn’t much you can do, use your rags to stop
the bleeding. The dermal regenerators are running low on power by
now, so we can't use it on him. I'm sorry"
Tarmis slammed his fist into the edge of a nearby table, then
grabbed a rag and began putting pressure on a wound. He growled, "
They will pay for this, all of them. We never deserved this any of
us." Tarmis anger rumbled through his mind, he closed his eyes and
took a long deep breath. As his mind cleared he began to think
clearly. Tarmis nodded to Merlose to hold pressure then walked
off. A moment later he returned with an engineer. The engineer had
an almost spent phaser power supply. After a few moments he hand
the supply and the regenerator to Merlose and said in a sad voice,
" There isn't much there sir but it is the best I could do."
Tarmis patted the engineer’s shoulder as he walked away.
Off>
Joint Post
Dr. (Cmdr) Jake Merlose
Chief Medical Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
&
===================
Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
|
Mission 11: Telepathic Evidence
(8/3/02 8:57:38 pm)

ON> Sovak’s quarters, Starbase Python
Sovak read the intel on his monitor..In the privacy of his room he
allowed a slight expression of shock to cross his face. The James
Cook had been taken over by Orions! But they’d had inside help,
one of their own officers, Lt. Chiara Domina!
~It cannot be correct!~ He thought. ~ She was not of the mind to
turn traitor. What could have been the cause of her actions? ~
Sovak turned his mind inward and searched his memories of his
sessions with her. What he had seen in her mind during Meld showed
no indication of intent to compromise the ship. Then something had
to have occurred afterwards. She had been vulnerable at that
point. What had turned her?
He lit the Vulcan lamp and sat on the rug, staring at the flame.
His mind inspected everything he experienced with Miss Domina. The
vision, the block, the lessons. The lessons! He scrutinized the
lessons in his mind once, then twice, then returned to three. It
was in order, a bit skewed. Skewed? He scrutinized it farther,
taking himself deep into meditation, slowing his heart rate, his
breathing nearly in trance.
There! An implanted message, subtle, subliminal. Instructions
within a message within a lesson. One that Soren himself had given
to him by Meld.
With a deep breath, Sovak came out of meditation and rose, heading
for his com panel. He typed in his code and waited. Soren’s face
appeared, momentarily showing annoyance at being disturbed. The
expression disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. At that
moment, Sovak saw something in Soren’s face that should have not
been there.
“I would speak to you, but it appears I have disturbed you. I will
contact you tomorrow.” Sovak said with an apologetic nod.
“That would be convenient. I am tired, and need to meditate,”
Soren answered.
Sovak nodded and deactivated the monitor. For a long moment he
sat, deciding what he should do. He had his suspicions about Soren.
But there was only telepathic evidence. Starfleet would not accept
that evidence. Who would? The answer cam to him in a flash of
insight. Intel. They employed some rather powerful telepaths. If
anyone could give credence to his evidence, Intel would.
Sovak reactivated his com and recorded a message. “Captain Riese,
I am Sovak, a teacher of mental arts. I have information about the
James Cook that may be of help. I wish to see you as soon as you
can fit me into your busy schedule.” He signed it and transmitted.
Then he waited.
OFF>
Commandant T’ver (As Vulcans)
CO SBP
Python Fleet
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagshi |
|
Mission 11: Possibilities (8/3/02
10:15:21 pm)
ON> The Ready Room
Frank again left Elsie, after having hit her many times and
mounting her. He seemed to enjoy inflicting pain on her, so she
pretended to be more hurt than she was so he would get on with it.
Still she hurt from his slaps and punches, and from the way he
forced himself on her. She could have used the spell Rafe gave
her, but she didn’t want to waste it on a few bruises. It was not
her way to misuse her abilities. Shifting into a somewhat less
painful position, she lay on her cot, thinking.
The Orions planned on rendezvousing with other ships to offload
the cargo and the slaves. The only way the remaining crew could
take back the ship is to wait until the Orions turned it over to
COBRA and left. After that, the ship would probably have minimal
guards on it. If Shi hid enough people in the compartments of the
ship, they could take over the ship and make a run into Federation
space. Hopefully they would not have to engage in a firefight. But
they would if they had to.
What about herself? It was not likely she would be allowed to
remain on the ship. She would either be offloaded with the others
destined for the slave markets, taken along with Frank, or be
killed and disposed of. If there were any way for her to escape,
she would. But if she were held captive, she would find a way to
contact her people, no matter how long she had to wait.
Elsie centered herself, and shut her mind off from things she
could do nothing about and drifted into sleep.
OFF>
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
|
Mission 11: Disturbing News (8/4/02
10:23:37 am)
ON> Guest quarters USS Enterprise.
Laura sat up wide-awake from a restless sleep. She had a dream.
She thought for a moment, and could not remember what it was
about. The thought was just out of her grasp. Inwardly she
searched her mind, but only came up short. Sighing she slid out of
bed and went to the replicator. Laura ordered a mug of steaming
hot tea and sat down in one of the chairs. In the darkness she
could barely see the outline of the objects in the room. It was so
quiet and peaceful.
The chime to her door pierced the silence. Grumbling to herself
she muttered to herself why in the blazes Cat had come over so
late. She stood up and pulled on her robe and tied the belt around
her waist, and went to the door and opened it. Standing before her
was a gold skinned gentleman in gold uniform. He looked human, but
his skin and eyes were all wrong. Data the ship’s Second Officer
she surmised.
“Commander.” Laura stated flatly. “Come in.” She turned away from
the door and ordered the lights to 80% intensity and sat down upon
the foot of the bed. “What can I do for you?”
Reluctantly Data stepped forward into her room. “Sorry to have
bothered you at such a late hour Commander Allen, I have some
disturbing news. We just received this and I thought you would
like to know.” Data hands her the PADD and Laura takes it from him
and reads the information. It was on the Cook and it was very bad
news indeed. Her ship had been taken over by Orion pirates. Her
first reaction was to head back to rescue her shipmates, but she
there was nothing she could do to help them.
“Are there any rescue ships en-rout Commander Data?”
“Last I checked there were three”
Laura stood up and handed the PADD back to him. “Sir if you would
be so kind as to Lt. Ray Donaldson it would be greatly
appreciated.”
Data nodded and exited her room. Slowly she got dressed and headed
for the lounge. The ship’s lounge was nearly empty. Laura went to
the bar and the bar tender came up to her. It wasn’t the one who
she had the conversation with earlier. He was a Bolian, and he
looked at her with friendly eyes.
“What can I get you ma’am?”
“The hardest thing you got,” Laura answered dryly.
The Bolian bent down and pulled a bottle out from under the
counter, and produced and jug of a green liquid. “I’m not exactly
sure what this…”
Laura snatched the jug from the man and was already heading out
the door, and back to her quarters, but along the way an idea came
to her and she re-routed the turbolift to take to the deck where
the nearest holodeck was located. Once outside the holodeck she
hit the controls.
“Computer create scenery: outside Bozeman, Montana, Earth 00:00
hours.”
The computer took a moment and then beeped, “Enter when ready.”
With bottle in hand Laura entered a dark forest of her child hood.
Above her was a full moon lighting the little meadow she was now
standing in. Off to the distance a wolf howled, and night insects
chirped their nightly sounds. Laura found a stump and sat down
next to it and rested her back against it and pulled the cork from
the bottle and took a long drink from the bottle. There was no
mistake that was the strongest liquor she had ever drank and it
burned all the way down and into her stomach. Almost immediately
she felt its effects. She sat quietly for several hours tugging on
the bottle until she passed out having drunk most of the contents
of the jug.
The next morning a figure entered the holodeck. The sun was just
breaking over the horizon. He wore a crimson command uniform, and
he was bald with the exception of a few hairs that formed a ring
around the base of his skull. He saw the crumpled form of Lt.
Commander Allen. He walked to her side, and shook her. Laura’s
eyes opened, but they were still fogged with intoxication.
“Looks like you had a hard night. Here let me help you to your
quarters.”
Laura allowed the man to help her to her feet, and as she headed
for the exit the man tried to assist her, and she waved him off.
“Sir, I can make it thank you.” Slowly she exited the holodeck on
her way to her quarters. The man bent down and picked up the
bottle that she had left behind and smelled its contents. She was
really wanting to get drunk. He had once seen Captain Scott drink
this same drink. He set the bottle down.
It truly was beautiful country with the towering pines and open
skies. He ordered the computer to supply him with a horse and he
rode off into the distance.
OFF>
Laura J. Allen

Squadron CO
USS James Cook
"My What Big Teeth We have" |
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Mission 11: Midnight Talk (8/5/02
7:12:02 am)
ON>
Lt. Commander John Batu walked quietly through the trees from his
position where he had sat above the camp. As far as John could
tell they were alone on this planet, and he had no ideas how to
get off of it. As he came out of the trees he saw the shadowy
figure of Rafe. The camp was silent because most of the men had
already went to sleep. Rafe looked like he was keeping watch of
the camp. "Hello sir. Beautiful night isn't it?"
"It is." Rafe replied. "I have not seen you in a while. How are
you holding up?" He asked.
"As well as can be expected I suppose. Hell we lost our ship and
the women." John felt a surge of anger as he thought about how he
did little to stop the invasion of his ship.
"We will get them back." Rafe said with a measure of confidence.
John chose a seat next to Rafe and slowly sat down, and looked up
at the stars. He hoped one of those glowing specs was the Cook,
but in all likely hood the Cook was gone. "I hope so. You know I
feel naked now. I don't know what to do with out a fighter to
control." Sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Piloting a
fighter is all I know how to do sir and I let every one down You,
Mav, the Commodore, and mostly myself."
"You let no one down, Batu. We were taken by surprise. It happens,
we'll deal with it. Our mission now is to survive and figure out a
way to get back into the game." Rafe said.
John smiled. Rafe was right, and besides worrying about it would
do no good. "Yes sir. What do we do now? I still have my phaser,
you think we could link enough of our devices together to build a
transmitter. All we have is time, and at the very least it would
give us a task, and keep our minds busy."
"Many of us are armed. I will speak with the XO and Rh'vaurek to
discuss options. I believe first and foremost we need to figure
out a way to advertise where we are. Tell me, are any of your men
in their flight suits or flight armor?" Rafe asked.
"A few, I was about to prepare for patrol. Before all this
happened. We have...” Looks to the sky in thought. "Vance,
Cavalier, Half-Pint, and Hound. The rest are in standard Starfleet
duty uniform such as myself."
"Have those men take off their flight armor and guard the units.
There are homing transmitters built into the suits that we might
be able to link together." Rafe said.
"Yes sir. Have you seen Mr. Rogers? He would be invaluable to your
idea."
"No, but make sure an inspection is performed to see if the
transmitters are in working order before we expend our resources
on using them." Rafe said.
"Sir correct me if I'm wrong but aren't the transmitters only good
for a few light years?"
"Engineering might be able to link them together with some phasers
and tricorders to make a larger transmitter." Rafe said. "It is
possible to do."
John smiled. "Well I aien't no engineer, but it seems like it
could work. Oh yeah when I was on top the hill I found some animal
tracks. Feline I think, but the paws were as big as my hand.” John
held up his hand fingers spread apart. “I suggest that every man
be armed. If we don't have enough phasers, and I suspect we don't,
we should fashion some sort of an alternative weapon. I don‘t know
about you, but that cat might see us as an excellent source of
protein."
"We'll see what we can do. Work with my friend Kimahri on that. He
is skilled in forest and alpine survival." Rafe said. Something
came across Rafe's mind. He looked over at Batu. "I think I have
an idea.
"What? The transmitter or the giant cat?"
"The transmitter. I have a Migichinan weapon that generates its
own power... and is much more powerful then a phaser. It could
power any size of transmitter indefinitely." Rafe said.
John looked at Rafe. He had no clue what he was talking about but
it sounded like a good idea. "To be honest with you sir it sounds
too good to be true. There is never a simple solution to any
problem that I have ever encountered."
"No, there never is." Rafe replied.
John looked up at the stars to gauge the time, but even as he did
so he had no idea why he did that. He could only tell time like
that on earth. "It's getting late. I will get those men to give me
their suites in the morning."
"Then get some rest. I will speak with the senior officers in the
morning to try and get some kind of plan established.
"Yes sir." John slowly stood up. His legs had stiffened during the
short conversation. "Sir, what are you going to do? I have never
known you to sit idly by with out some sort of magic trick up your
sleeves."
"I am going to wait for the best option to reveal its self, then
act on that option." Rafe said.
John nodded, "Good night sir." John crossed the camp and chose a
spot under a giant pine-like tree and curled up in the needles and
tried to get some sleep.
Off>
JP
Capt. Rafe Oosha
CIO - USS James Cook
Laura J. Allen

Squadron CO
USS James Cook
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Mission 11: What Price Life? (8/5/02
8:40:09 am)
ON> Bridge
Frank growled at his third mate. "Go get that blue female. I got
work for her."
The third mate hopped the turbolift to the officers deck and
unlocked the door to the XO's quarters.
Chiara was sitting in Tarmy's favorite chair as the third mate
walked in.
"Y'know, its usually more polite to knock first." She said,
putting down the PADD she was reading.
"Boss wants ya. Says he's got something for ya to do."
"Right... whatever." Chiara stood and followed the third mate.
On the bridge one of the crew announced, "Coming up on the
coordinates, Boss. Looks like they're waiting for us."
Frank sat up straight, shifting his phaser in the holster. "Keep
alert, boys. We don't wanna run into a misunderstanding. Hail the
slaver."
Chiara took up a position next to Frank. She looked around to see
who else was on the bridge.
Frank eyed her momentarily out of the corner of his eye and
focused on the screen.
The slaver captain appeared on the screen. Several Ferengi could
be seen among the bridge crew, and a Nausican. "Frank!" He yelled,
"How the hell are you, you ole Pirate, you?"
"Doing good, Lou, doing good! I gotcha a good crop this time, near
500 girls and kids."
"Ya don't say?" Lou was surprised. "Damned good. I gotta empty
cargo bay, so lets hop to it. The latimum is on its way." He
nodded and a LARGE pile of GPL appeared on the bridge.
Frank nodded to the mate serving at ops, "Ok beam them out. Leave
the ones in the brig. They're favorites."
Chiara screamed inside. With every crew member beamed out, it was
one more life that likely would be lost to the slavers.
While the transfer was being made, Frank turned the chair and
looked up at Chiara. "I need you to do guard duty. I don't trust
that Commodore of yours. You go in there and keep an eye on her so
she don't do nothing stupid. One more screw up and she's dead."
"Then I need a weapon." Chiara said.
Frank roared with glee! "You don't need no weapon with her! You
just knock her around a bit and she's nice and compliant!" He
continued to laugh. "Course you don't have the same weapons I do."
He gestured to a hand, "Give her your stick. You ain’t using it."
The hand sullenly gave up his Billy club to Chiara.
Chiara took the Billy club and walked over to the ready room door.
Chiara keyed her medical access and walked in, securing the door
behind her.
Elsie spun to face the door and a dark look covered her face as
she saw Chiara. "Traitor!" She hissed. "Frank send you here to
finish the job?"
"No, just to keep an eye on you." Chiara said. She took out the
medical tricorder from a pouch on her belt and started to scan
her.
Elsie glared at her, ignoring the tricorder. "Why, Chiara, Why? We
gave you everything. A career, a top-notch posting, friendship!
What did they offer you that meant more to you than that?"
"They didn't offer me jack, Elsie. They screwed me... implanted
something into me while I was training with Sovak. Last Joe I
talked to was some jackass Vulcan named Soren. That was the last
thing I remember." Chiara said. "Your vitals check out...
surprising too, from the stories I've heard.
Elsie shoved her sleeves up to show the bruises from his punches.
"These are the ones outside, the ones you CAN see. I can imagine
what others are suffering!"
"I know what the others are going through Elsie." Chiara replied.
She looked at something on the tricorder and a tear formed in her
eye. "Oh no..."
Elsie locked eyes with her and watched.
Chiara handed the tricorder to Elsie to see for herself. It showed
the signs of an embryo in the early stages of development.
Elsie's eyes narrowed. "Franks?"
Chiara nodded silently. "The DNA matches."
"Elsie... I am so sorry..." Chiara said.
Elsie put her head in her hands and began to weep silently.
Chiara walked over to the window. "We have to figure out a way to
retake the ship." She said.
"Frank is off loading some of the crew to be transported to the
slave pits." She said.
Elsie nearly blurted out what Shi had planned, then firmly slammed
a block in place. She rose and walked over to a window, pointing
to the ships waiting beside the Cook. "Looks like the cargo is
being parted out."
Chiara nodded. "Elsie, there's no way I can make you believe me in
that I'm telling the truth, other then to have you scan my mind,
but that may be too dangerous right now." Chiara said.
Elsie looked at Chiara, "I know you think you are telling the
truth. Whether or not that IS the truth remains to be seen." She
said evenly, crossing her arms over her chest, suddenly chilled.
"I don't understand." Chiara said.
Elsie sighed, "You face court-martial and a possible life
sentence, Chiara. You might be better off with the Pirates.
Perhaps you can find a life with them. If I live through this and
you are captured, you WILL stand trial. I guarantee that."
"I would rather be in prison then to be on the side of pirates,
Elsie. I'm only siding with them so I can figure out how to screw
them over like they did to me." Chiara said.
Elsie whirled on Chiara, her rage rising, "Screwed YOU? I lost a
ship and a thousand crew and their spouses and children!
Now.....THIS!" She gestured to her abdomen. "Spare me your
self-pity!"
"Maybe that was a bad choice of words then." Chiara said. "I guess
I'm way too used to making myself number one." she said. "Always
had to in the past just to get ahead."
Elsie turned away in disgust and headed for the replicator.
"Raktajino...no, belay that. Chamomile tea, hot." She picked up
the mug and walked over to her ready room seat, sitting down
gingerly, still sore from Frank's last visit.
Chiara sat down on the couch and rubbed the bridge of her nose.
In her field of vision was a flash of light. She looked to see
herself on the bridge, but it was distorted. Orions lay about,
dead from sword wounds. She turned to see Rafe shoving her out of
the way and using his Tyrusian sword to cut open the door to the
ready room.
Chiara's eyes were wide open, from where Elsie would see them...
they were beginning to cloud over again.
Chiara watched as Rafe pulled Frank from Elise and threw him
across the room.
"PRAY... NOW!" Rafe shouted. The Orion's eye's were wide in
disbelief at the warrior who had appeared out of nowhere.
Chiara could tell where exactly the vision was coming from, but
the bridge and ready room was not that of the Cook.
Rafe took a swig from his jug, then spit the potion onto the
sword. Black energy swirled around to and red sigils appeared.
Frank could only watch in horror, having never seen anything like
it before. He wet himself as Rafe brought the sword down with a
mighty swing and four of the sigils broke away and flew at the
pirate, cutting not into the man's body, but into his very soul.
Chiara gasped.
Rafe turned to her and from his kimono took his lightsaber. "Can I
trust you?" He asked.
Elsie watched Chiara silently, anger smoldering. She had no
sympathy for what the former counselor was going through.
"Yes." Chiara said. Even though she was in her vision, she said it
aloud.
She took the lightsaber from Rafe, and together they fought the
pirates as the vision ended.
All Chiara could see was black.
"Crap... not again... I though Sovak fixed this." Chiara said.
Elsie stood and walked away, heading for the cot in the alcove.
"Rafe is coming to save you... to save us." Chiara said.
Elsie sat on the cot, leaning forward, elbows on knees, her chin
in her hands. "Then you better warn your new boss. He won't like
it if you withold information from him. He might beat you to death
like he nearly did to me."
"Warn him about what? I didn't see nothin'." Chiara said
defiantly. Chiara's vision slowly started to return.
"You have a dilemma, don't you, Chiara?" Elsie mused. "Poor,
Chiara. Not trusted by either side, caught by your own scruples.
The problem is, I don't think you know WHAT your scruples are.
Perhaps it is your youth, perhaps your upbringing, but you
certainly don't present a very clear picture of your beleifs."
"What beliefs?" Chiara said. "I don't even believe in myself half
the time. I guess I'm just better off dead." Chiara said. "I
wanted to die... but Tarmis stopped me." She said. "If wouldn't
have, then none of this woulda happened. "Can't prove my
innocence... and I can't do nuthin' to save you." Chiara said.
"Suit yourself." Elsie laid down on the cot and stared at the
ceiling. "It seems to me you need to make a fundamental choice. Is
life worth living? If it is, Why is it worth living? Does the
Universe center around you or are you willing to take your place
in the dance of creation. Are you willing to do your part or will
you end it all because it does not go your way?"
"Hey, all I wanted was a decent life. I thought I had that here
until all of this happened." Chiara said.
"What do you define as decent?" Elsie turned her head on the
pillow and gazed at Chiara.
"I had a boyfriend I could love... I had a best friend in you that
I could turn to for guidance and girl talk... and I have someone
like Rafe I could look up to." Chiara said. "But that's all gone
now."
"I had job I really liked, but I guess even that wasn't in the
cards for me." She added.
"So. The universe revolves around you. That is what you believe?"
Elsie asked.
"What the hell kinda point are you trying to make?" Chiara
growled. "I don't frelling believe that the universe revolves
around me, no way! I used ta to what I could do just to survive on
the streets when my mom abandoned me... then I had to toughen up
even more just to get through the academy, so I don't frelling
know where YOU come off thinking that I think that the universe
revolves around me!" Chiara hissed.
"So far everything you have told me has been about YOUR life, YOUR
fate. I had a boyfriend to love, I had this I had that." Elsie
answered. "Have you considered how others feel? Have you had
compassion for others, I mean real compassion, not just what you
learned in the books? Have you reached out a hand and given of
yourself to someone even though you had nothing to give?"
"You know, my job on this frelling ship was to do just that! And I
thought I was doing pretty frelling good... I guess not. I guess
I'm just a frelling failure in your eyes, eh? Good for nothing,
huh?" Chiara hissed. "I thought I had a lot of frelling
compassion..." Chiara hissed. "But I guess I'm nothing but a
cold-hearted bitch, right?"
"If that is how you perceive yourself, then that is what you are."
Elsie said quietly. "Peace and joy come from within, Chiara."
"No, I thought I was a good person, doin' the right thing up until
now. I was gonna weasel my way in here to try and nut out a plan
with ya to ta retake the ship, but I guess that's even out of the
question since you seem to think I'm nothing but a pile of
Hynerian Donkey shit." Chiara hissed.
"No, Chiara, I pity you, that is, when I am not angry at what you
did." Elsie said simply.
"Pity me?" Chiara said. "All I wanted from you was friendship... I
didn't want pity." Chiara stood up. She was coming very close to
having enough of this.
"You had that, Chiara, and more. You had a family, and you sold it
out. You forsook it. When you lose your family, you have lost
everything."
"I never SOLD out! I was set up!" Chiara screamed. "I frelling did
what you told me to do and went to seek out a Vulcan teacher to
get trained in my abilities and it frelling led to this!" Chiara
said. "Would you sell out knowing you've got such a good deal in
Rafe... you love him a lot, would you intentionally hurt him?" She
asked. "The person... the people I care the most for on this ship
is Tarmy and Hogah... I would not have done anything... I couldn't
even imagine doing anything to hurt them!" Chiara cried.
Elsie just looked at her, keeping her blocks firmly in place. She
did not need to say what was in her own mind.
"You Betazoids think you got emotions all figured out, don'cha?"
Chiara said. "You're wrong. You don't even know that half of it."
Chiara said. "You think I'm a pile of shit, fine. I guess I am."
Chiara said.
"You do not know what I think. And that should not matter to you.
What you think about yourself is far more important. You seek
others to judge you, to tell you that you are a worthy person. You
will never be happy until you convince yourself." Elsie said.
"Its all pretty irrelevant." Chiara replied. "I just don't care
anymore. Everything around me has fallen apart. I can't put it
back together."
She opened another compartment on her catsuit. She pulled out a
small object and tossed it to Elsie. "Use it in good health. I
won't be needing it for much longer." She said. It was a Star
Fleet issue pinch phaser.
Elsie hefted the small phaser in her hand. "This is useless
against five hundred Pirates. That I have it at all is a danger."
She tossed it back.
Chiara picked it up and put it away.
"Would you do me one last thing... one last favor... not for me
but for Tarmis?" Chiara asked. Her voice was soft and sullen.
"What do you want?" Elsie asked evenly.
The ghostly image of the child Bahamut appeared next to Elsie.
"Tell Tarmy... tell him I loved him... with all my heart. I...
just tell him how much I loved him." Chiara said softly.
"I will, when the time is right. If he lives." Elsie said.
"Thank you." Chiara said. "Like Rafe said: "Every story must have
an ending.' I guess my story is over." She said and turned and
left the ready room.
Elsie shook her head, "She still does not understand."
The child Bahamut looked at Chiara's retreating back then turned
to Elsie. "She will not understand if you do not help her, and
only before it is too late." The boy said.
Elsie turned to the boy, "Help her? She is a traitor!"
"No she is not." Bahamut said. "She is a victim... like you and
like your comrades."
Elsie sat upright and swung her legs over the side of the cot.
"What do you mean?"
Bahamut sat next to Elsie. "Chiara is responsible only in body,
but not in mind and spirit. She would never have willingly done
this, and I think you know that deep inside." The boy said.
"Bahamut, my training tells me not to trust her at all! I have had
to put away my own natural feelings and concerns to protect my
crew and my ship. And in a hostage situation, one certainly does
not succumb to sympathy towards the captors!"
"Then she is lost to this world because you will not combine your
heart with reason." Bahamut said, rising from the cot.
"You mean she will die, either by her own hand or someone else’s."
Elsie guessed.
"Yes. She goes to die now." Bahamut said. "It is truly said. She
would have lived a wonderful life, growing in love and friendship.
A worthy companion."
Elsie's eyes got a faraway look, seeking out Chiara's mind.
Chiara's mind was dark. Frank allowed her to return to Tarmis'
quarters and was again locked away, just as he had locked Elsie
away. Frank didn't trust Chiara and she knew it.
Chiara scribbled a message on a PADD and opened a panel where
Hogah was hiding. It contained instructions for Hogah to seek out
the safety of Shi, and not to come back here.
~ Chiara ~
"Go away." Chiara said.
~ I will not go away ~
"You will in a few minutes." Chiara said. From her catsuit she
drew out a cyanide tablet. She went to the replicator for a glass
of water.
~ Chiara ~ Elsie projected the faces of the ones she loved into
her mind. ~ Would you destroy the ones you love? ~
"I'm doing this because I love them, Elsie." Chiara replied. "But
what does it matter. I'm a traitor no matter what I say or do."
~ No, Chiara, you do this to end your pain. It will cause more
pain to them ~
"More pain than knowing that I'm alive as a traitor? C'mon,
where's the logic?" "The only good traitor is a dead one." Chiara
said.
~ I have just been reminded that there is more to this than logic.
You face the music with dignity. If you are innocent, somehow that
will be revealed. ~
"I don't have dignity anymore, Elsie. I tried to tell you I'm
innocent, but even my best friend would not listen to me. I guess
there is nothing left but to save everyone some time and grief."
Chiara said, raising the tablets to her mouth.
~ CHIARA~ Elsie turned to Bahamut. "Help her, please? She has no
one to believe in."
Chiara swallowed the tablets and instantly her body went numb.
~so this is what it's like to die....~ she thought.
Elsie dropped her head into her hands.
Bahamut vanished from Elsie's side as a cold wind blew through the
ready room and a familiar blanket drifted onto Elsie.
~ I will stay with you ~ Elsie thought, though to do so would take
her with Chiara.
A female voice began to sing...
“Li e yu I no...
Ren me ti...
Yo ju yo go...
Ha SA Te ka Na e...
Ku ta ma e...”
Elsie projected the song to Chiara.
Before Chiara's lifeless body could fall, another blue female
wearing much less clothing appeared. Time seemed to stop.
~... its so beautiful... ~ Chiara thought as her consciousness
began to fade.
~ Yes ~ Elsie said softly.
Shiva cocked her head to one side and spun around in a dance,
weaving a spell that encased Chiara in a shard of heavenly ice.
Chiara's consciousness abruptly stopped, frozen in a moment...
The spell broke Elsie's telepathic link with the Counselor.
Bahamut again stood before Elsie.
Elsie looked sadly at Bahamut. "Too Late?"
"No... it is never too late, but there is nothing you can do now.
The Summoner Lady Yuna will know what to do."
"Will she remember, if she comes back? Will she have something to
believe in?" Elsie asked, hoping that she would live.
"That will depend on many factors." Bahamut said.
"We who are the Fayth only exist because we want to exist. Chiara
has to want to exist as well." He said.
"Bahamut, I cannot save my ship. I am a prisoner. But if there is
a way for me to save one person on this ship, then I will. Can I
contact her some how? Can I take her place?"
"Time will heal all wounds, Elsie." Bahamut said.
Elsie nodded. It was out of her hands.
"We are here is you need us... all you have to do is ask and we
will come." Bahamut said.
"I do not know what is proper to ask for." Elsie said softly.
"Ask your heart then ask us. We know what to do." Bahamut said.
"Then save Chiara." Elsie said finally.
Bahamut closed his eyes and thought for a moment. "I will confer
with the Fayth. Give us some time." He said.
"Thank you." Elsie sighed.
Bahamut touched her hand and smiled, then faded away.
OFF>
Lt. Chiara Domina (& Bahamut)
Chief Counselor USS James Cook
&
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11: Course change (8/5/02
9:19:13 am)
ON > Bridge
“Transfer is complete.” The mate covering Ops announced.
Frank grinned at the pirate on screen. “It’s all yours Lou! Hope
to see you soon.”
Lou wheezed a laugh, “Not likely, Frankie boy! This old tub is
gonna take weeks to get to Maxwell! We had ta move our base of
operations outta Tortuna. Got too damned civilized. Besides, we
can only get warp 8 outta this, so we gotta stay outside
Federation space. Gotta go!” He cut the connection.
The old freighter slowly turned and headed north to Maxwell.
Without warning, another pile of latinum appeared on the bridge
along with gems and precious stones. The Daemon of the cargo ship
never showed his face to outsiders, and preferred to deal through
written messages.
“Beam the cargo out,” Frank said.
In a few minutes, the Ferengi ship flashed its running lights and
veered off to Ferengi space.
“All right, you men. We gotta get this ship to Ladsius before the
Feds catch up to us. Maximum warp!” Frank shouted.
The crew scrambled to set the ship on its heading. They would
cross the slot and disappear into Cardassian Space, drop the ship
off, then beam back to their fleets. All of them would be happy to
return to unclaimed space.
OFF>
(all played by Elsie)
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11 - Fate Calls On Us (8/5/02
10:00:24 am)
On> Tarmis’ Quarters.
Various representatives of the ethereal community of The Fayth
gathered around Chiara, who was encased by magical ice by Shiva’s
hand in a measure to preserve her life.
“You acted well, Shiva.” Bahamut said. “She will live again.”
The ice-blue woman looked down at the boy. “I did what was
necessary, my friend, and it was only I who could do it.”
Anima, who appeared as a raven-haired woman rather than the
hideous demon that was her as an Aeon, touched the ice. “This one
knows much pain.” She said empathicly. “She is young and
beautiful. She should not know such pain.”
Ixion, the horseman, stepped forward. “We all know pain, Anima. We
have all shared our pain in our dreams.”
“We must look past the pain.” Bahamut said. “Syn is reborn. Yevon
and Yunalesca again work to restart the cycle of death.”
“What does this girl have to do with Syn?” The fiery Ifrit asked.
“She is part of the puzzle. She is a pawn in the game.” Another
Fayth, Valefor, replied. “For Syn to be finally defeated, all
parts of the puzzle must come together.”
“Why should we care? We are no longer attached to this plane of
existence. We are free from the hold that Syn had over us. Spira
is gone.” The Aeon Samurai Yojimbo said.
“We were all once like them.” Bahamut said. “We loved life so much
that we recreated our beloved Zanarkand, and in our dream we lent
our power to the summoners to defeat that who took our beloved
Zanarkand away from us in the first place. We are also the
Guardians. Fate calls on us to again lend our power and strength.”
The Fayth nodded. Bahamut was right and they all knew it.
“Syn has deposited the Guardians and summoner whom it has selected
to again defeat it on planets in this sector of space. Sir Auron
had been the first piece, Kimahri Ronso the second. We know that
others have been placed, but it has been decided by fate that they
will come together to destroy Syn… and this vessel, this ship that
flys amongst the stars, she be part of realizing Syn’s final
destiny.” Bahamut said. “We must again work together to defeat Syn.”
Again they nodded.
“What of this girl?” Shiva asked.
“The Lady Yuna will come here and heal her.” Vaelfor said.
“But Lady Yuna cannot stop her pain.” Anima said. “She should not
know such pain.
“She needs something to believe in.” Shiva said.
“She will have to learn to believe in herself.” Bahamut said. “And
she will have to learn to believe in those around her who love
her, just as we Fayth believe in and love each other.”
“Are we to save this ship as well?” Yojimbo asked.
“Not unless we are asked to.” Bahamut said, “but fate will guide
those involved.”
“Shiva.” Bahamut said.
The ice queen nodded and extended her fingers to the ice. She
brought her thumb and middle fingers together and snapped,
shattering the ice. Bahamut and the other gathered around Chiara
and extended their powers outward, holding Chiara in the air. In
front of the dead Nebari woman a young oriental girl appeared. She
seemed to not know what was going on, but when she saw the
lifeless body being gently suspended before her, she knew what she
had to do. After all, the Fayth had granted the young lady
summoner their powers many a time. It was time to give back.
Yuna, even in her ethereal form, danced and cast a spell that
returned life to the lifeless body of Chiara Domina. It purged
from her the poisons that she had taken in. Ixion walked forward
and took Chiara into his muscular arms as the Fayth gently brought
her back down. He took her to the bed and laid her down. Shiva
came to her side to tuck her in and gently kissed Chiara on the
head.
Yuna looked to the Fayth with bewilderment. She didn’t know what
she was seeing in the alien scenery, but she was happy that once
again she was called on to save another life. Its what she liked
to do and it was what she did best.
Off>

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Telepathic Evidence 2 (8/5/02
12:34:02 pm)
ON> Office of PSID
Sovak arrived at the Intel office precisely at 0900 and pressed
the chime.
Arla and Stelam were waiting in Arla's office "Enter" Arla
answered
Sovak tucked his hands in his sleeves of his robe and strode in as
the door slid aside. He waited inside as it closed behind him.
Arla spoke "Sit down Sovak and tell us your story."
Stelam turned and nodded politely to Sovak
Sovak sat ramrod straight and locked eyes with the colonel. "I
believe I am responsible for the events leading up to the takeover
of the James Cook.
Arla sat back in her chair, she looked at Stelam "I see would you
like to explain how this is so?"
Stelam looked on with folded hands with a raised eyebrow "You had
transmissions with the USS James Cook, They seemed nothing out of
the ordinary"
"It is.....complicated, and the evidence is telepathic in nature."
Sovak answered.
Arla shook her head "Please go on we will listen"
"The Counselor on the James Cook came to me for help with her
mental discipline. Because her time on Starbase was limited, I
implanted lessons in her mind to aid in her progress. It was
shortly after that, that the counselor apparently sabotaged the
ship. I believe that one of the lessons I implanted had a
subliminal message. The lessons were implanted into me by my
master Soren. I have reason to suspect him in
this...unfortunate..... situation."
Arla replied "Soren is your master"
He is my mentor, my master. We have known each other many years
and he helped me perfect my techniques." replied Sovak
"Soren, he gave the James Cook counselor her last lesson before
the Sabotage happened" Stelam stated curiously
Arla asked Sovak "Why did he give the last lesson to the Counselor
were you not available?"
Sovak looked from Stelam to Arla. "I was not aware that he did so.
I arrived in my quarters to await the Counselor's contact, but she
never did."
~ He must have activated something subliminal in the teaching ~
Stelam thought to himself
Arla nodded "I see so he intercepted the contact from the
Counselor in order to activate the subliminal lesson.
"That is my conclusion also." Sovak replied.
Arla continued "Can you think of any reason why he would want to
sabotage the USS Cook
"No, Colonel. It is unheard of for any Vulcan to sabotage a
Federation Vessel." Sovak said. A slight frown appeared between
his eyebrows.
"What about the 'VIM'?" Stelam inquired
Arla nodded she was curious about that too.
Sovak gave a minute shrug, "I know little about them, but I do not
perceive a link between the Cook and the Vulcan Isolationist
Movement."
Arla looked toward Stelam
"Is Soren connected with them in any way?" Stelam inquired
"I do not know." Sovak said. "Until today, I thought Soren was
completely loyal. I fear that perhaps I am tainted with other
subliminal messages. I cannot even trust myself to meld with my
students." Sovak grew introspective, almost sad.
"Would you submit to a meld with me, perhaps I can find and remove
any subliminal messages from your mind?" Stelam asked calmly
Sovak gazed evenly at Stelam. "I presume you are Stelam
tr'Radaik?"
Stelam nodded slightly
"Your reputation precedes you. You may proceed." Sovak agreed.
Arla nodded
Sovak turned the chair he was in towards Stelam, and closed his
eyes, fully preparing to open his mind.
Stelam moved forward, lightly placing his fingers on the entry
points to Sovak's mind them began the chant "My mind to you mind,
my thoughts to your thoughts......" Stelam gently slipped into
Sovak's mind
The events since Chiara first came to him were fresh in Sovak's
mind, and these he offered first to Stelam.
Then he shared his suspicions of Soren.
Stelam caught the flash of emotion in Soren in the last
communication between the two, one of annoyance and frustration.
He had been interrupted, but doing what. Stelam then moved on to
the events with Chiara, the lessons that he implanted in her, he
methodically scanned through the volumes of information passed on
to Chiara then he saw it ~Rhiannsu commands?~ he asked himself
In the recesses of Sovak's mind, he was shocked! Rihannsu?
~ What do you know of Soren's past? ~ Stelam calmly inquired of
Sovak
~Only that decades ago he was introduced to me as one who had
spent many years in seclusion, mastering the mental arts ~ Sovak
replied.
~ With Vulcan privacy, that is how many Tal Shiar agents or
Political exiles get around in the Federation, Rihannsu and Vulcan
are alike to many Federation citizens so it is not questioned ~
Stelam started to think hard about which one Soren could be
Sovak opened his mind to all he knew and saw about Soren, his
appearance, where he was staying at Starbase, details of his
habits. He had known him for nearly 40 years.
Stelam scanned over each and every little detail Sovak knew about
Soren. Soren seemed methodical, with a rigid discipline regime, so
staying on Vulcan was a good place for him to bide his time and
wait for the perfect time to strike. His recent arrival on
Starbase coincided with the Cobra Consortium, Stelam started to
think Soren may be both Tal Shiar agent and Political exile ~ What
do you know of his contacts? ~
~ Nothing ~ Sovak said.
~ When did Soren give you these lessons? ~ Stelam again asked
meanwhile Arla is having other checks done on Soren through Intel
sources.
~ One month and three days ~ Sovak thought.
~ Thank you that should be all. Do not inform Soren of anything,
if you notice him doing anything suspicious then contact me
immediately ~ Stelam offered then he slowly broke the meld.
Arla walked over to the other computer there is a message from
Vulcan Intelligence Soren had once been picked up in a VIM raid.
Arla downloads the message and brings it to Stelam
Sovak opened his eyes, very tired, and quite disillusioned, though
he did not change his expression. "I should be detained." He said.
Arla spoke up "Why is that"
"I am responsible for implanting the message." He said simply.
Arla: How so you did not know the subliminal message was present.
you simply passed on the lessons that your master had given you.
"I am still responsible. She was my student. I melded with her.
She was in my care." He got a faraway look, one laced with
surpressed agony.
Arla sensed he was very disturbed. She turns questioning eyes to
Stelam
"What is wrong?" Stelam inquired of Sovak.
"I.....If you will excuse me, I must meditate. This has not been
easy to accept." Sovak said quietly.
Arla looked at him "We understand. Thank you for coming here and
giving us vital information that will help us in our
investigation."
Sovak nodded, rose, and without another word or backward glance,
walked out of the Intel office.
Arla turned to Stelam "Opinion"
"Look as deep as we can into Soren" Stelam replied
Arla nodded "I agree I have already started a complete Intel
search. One of the results was the message from Vulcan. See if you
can get a copy of his entry permit and how he arrived on the base
and where from?"
"Will do" Stelam replied "I believe he is both a Tal Shiar agent
and a political exile, an agent that was sent to Vulcan but a
change of Praetor or Chairman of the Tal Shiar stopped him from
coming home"
Arla asked, "do you think he is still receiving orders from the
Tal Shiar or has he found new allies.
"I believe he has found New allies, The Tal Shiar have information
on the Galaxy X and do not need the Ship. I Suspect him being here
he is more linked to Cobra" Stelam replied
Arla nodded "that was my thinking too" Well Sovak's information
has cleared Domina but none of it is admissible in a Federation
court. We have to find physical evidence or a confession.
"Look deep into Soren first, then take action, meanwhile i have
activated the SS Orion, Stingray and T'Raina to the Area near the
Slot, they will be there before the Thunderchild and have a better
chance of finding the Cook" Stelam explained to Arla
Arla nodded "Good" ~I don't know what is going on with
Thunderchild I received a message from Jaden that they are 24
hours from Athene and then another 48 hours back to the slot after
they pick up their XO~
"Well we had better get back to work we have a lot to do."
announced Arla.
"Have Shiarrael fill in for me for the rest of the day, I must
meditate on this information, maybe I'll even be able to mentally
get through to Rh'vaurek, see if he can help" Stelam explained.
Arla replied "Good idea" see you tomorrow
OFF>
Lt. Col. (Ssiebh) Stelam tr'Radaik

Assistant Director PSID

Director of Agent Training.
Telepathic and other mental arts.
Military Activities Division Green Agency
Adm T'Ver (As Sovak)
CO SBP
Col Arla Ries
Director PSID
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Mission 11 - Finding More 'Friends'
(8/5/02 12:45:14 pm)
ON>
Rh'vaurek set himself up for a scouting expedition, , he had
removed most of the reflective objects off his person and had
wrapped the blade Rafe had given him in a cloth scabbard, with the
sun starting to come through the trees, he decided it was time to
set out, he had informed Rico and Tarmis of his plan and not to
come after him, with the first stirrings coming from the sleeping
crew he stepped into the forest
After an hour of walking, Rh'vuarek stopped to rest and look
around. He saw footprints on the ground that belonged to a
humanoid, but they were not big enough to belong to one of the men
of the Cook.
Along time ago he had leant to track, anything from man to beast,
deeply scanning the trees for hostility his turned his attention
to the tracks again crouching down to take a closer look, he
carefully stood back up and crept alertly along the direction the
foot prints were headed
Rh'vuarek came upon a figure in the distance. It was dark, backlit
by the morning light. It turned to look at him and it had a vague
feminine appearance. It turned back and kept walking.
Rh'vaurek realized what ever it was, had seen him, he silently
prayed to his goddess as he slipped into the shadows of the trees
but never taking his eyes of what he was tracking, he longed for
the leather armour and forest cloak he had worn long ago that
would have blended him onto the background but now was not the
time to reflect, he had a job to do, stealthily he continued after
his target
"Don't come any closer." A female voice said. She was there,
standing a scant twenty feet from him.
Rh'vaurek stood dead still, hoping the shadows would hide him
The woman was dressed in a black leather dress that dropped to the
ground.
It was lined with fur and her long black hair was braided as it
fell down her back.
She was carrying what seemed to be a stuffed plush toy.
Her skin was pale, but her lips and eyes were dark.
Rh'vaurek went into a crouch placing his hand on the pommel of the
unfamiliar blade
"I know you are there." The woman said. Her voice was alluring...
it was certainly what the humans would consider 'sexy.'
~ Who are you? ~ Rh'vaurek mentally called
"Come out to where I can see you or I will force you out." The
woman said.
Rh'vaurek peered through the grass at the woman ~ There is no
vines near her, but very long grass, that may do ~ Rh'vaurek
thought to himself as he slowly stood up, not removing his hand
from the pommel of the blade he was carrying
The woman's eyes were piercing as she stared at him.
Rh'vaurek stood his ground, locking eyes with the mysterious woman
"Who are you... or what are you?" She asked.
"I am Soul Catcher" Rh'vaurek replied firmly
"That's an odd name." She said. "You are not of any race I've
seen." She said, cautiously walking forward. "Are you of Yevon?"
Rh'vaurek raised an eyebrow "Who?"
"If you ask, then you are not." She said. "You do not appear to be
a fiend, but I have learned that appearances can be deceiving."
"I am no fiend, but I can converse with devils, demons, and angels
alike" Rh'vaurek responded
"Are you a summoner, then?" She asked.
"I am a Planes traveler" he responded
"Never heard of that." The woman said.
"I travel the Celestial and fiendish planes" Rh'vaurek explained
"I am a hunter of lost souls"
"A person like you would come in handy where I come from." She
said.
Rh'vaurek raised an eyebrow "Oh?"
"It would be a long story." She said. "I am assuming that this...
place is not Spira?"
"I.... do not believe so, Not according to Rafe Oosha" Rh'vaurek
answered
"That name is familiar..." she said. She looked Rh’vaurek over
then noticed the sword. "Where did you get that sword!?!" She
said.
"Rafe handed it to me, to defend myself with on this planet"
Rh'vaurek answered calmly
"That sword is the blade of a noble warrior, a man who was once a
very close friend!" She held her hand out and magical energy began
to swirl around it.
"And you say this 'Rafe' gave it to you? Answer truthfully or I
shall destroy you!" It was obvious enough she was very passionate
about the matter.
"I am sorry for you loss" he replied as he snatched his hand away
from the Pommel as his hand began to tingle, he grit his teeth and
answered "Yes, just before a giant lizard attacked us"
To Rh'vaurek, it appeared as if she was trying to sort something
out.
"This... Rafe... is he... or she, here?" The woman asked.
"Last time l looked he was at the Camp site" he answered
"Take me to him." She said.
"But don't try anything funny. I'm watching you." She said with an
almost hissing voice.
Extending his hand he called to the woman "come to me"
"You lead the way." She said, maintaining her standoffish posture.
"I will not attack unless you give me reason." She said.
Rh'vaurek nodded then turned, uttering a small chant he walked off
through the grass and bushes leaving no trace he was ever there.
The woman followed a good ten feet behind him.
Rh'vaurek got back onto the trail, his heavy boots did not make a
sound nor show sign of his passing on the soft earth
After an hour of quiet walking, they neared the campsite.
Rh'vaurek turned to the lady "Stay here, i'll will Call for Rafe,
Who shall i say you are?"
"Just bring him here." Her voice was cold and icy.
"I will not lead him into a trap, who shall i say you are?"
"Lu Lu." She said.
"That was not so hard now was it" Rh'vaurek replied sarcastically
as he turned away and headed into the Camp site
"Moron." Lulu hissed under her breath.
Rh'vaurek muttered "Susse-thrai" as he walked across the camp site
to Rafe "Rafe, I have a woman here to see you, she is waiting just
out side the camp site. She called herself Lulu or Moron, I am not
to sure" Rh'vaurek bit back a smirk
Rafe stood. "Which name is it?" He asked.
"I believe Lulu" he responded
"Take me to her." He straightened his robes.
Rh'vaurek nodded then led Rafe across the compound to where he
left the woman "She is just beyond the clearing" he informed Rafe
Rafe nodded. "Come with me."
Rh'vaurek continued to lead on with his hand on the pommel of the
blade
Rafe stopped on sight of the woman, then turned back to Rh'vaurek.
"There will be no fight, my friend."
Rafe started towards her.
"Auron!?!" She said. Her voice and demeanor changed as she ran
towards him.
"Lulu." Rafe replied. As ran up to him and threw her arms around
him. "By Yevon I thought I'd never see you again!"
Rh'vaurek removed his hand from the blade and stood with his hands
behind his back "Will that be all"
Rafe turned his head to one side. "Yes, Rh'vaurek, thank you. I
have much to discuss with my friend."
Rh'vaurek nodded then turned back and headed into the camp site
Off>
JP
Capt. Rafe Oosha (also as Lulu)
Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
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Erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik

CTAC/SEC Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Python fleet Flag ship
"A little chaos is good for the soul" |
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Mission 11 Plans
ON> Cargo Bay 4
Shi moved over to a place against the wall where she was pretty
much shielded by the other women. She had notified the rest of the
women in her Security force to leave through the access door when
a distraction was caused to cover their exit. She had mentally
notified one of her strongest telepaths to get the word out to
certain people to hide themselves in Jefferies tubes and in other
compartments.
They had already started to move the women out of the cargo bay.
She was glad that she had made her plans in advance. She blocked
out of her mind the fate of the women who had been removed. No
time to think of that now.
Two women in the middle of the group suddenly started fighting
punching and kicking each other.
The guards were forced to break it up. While they were doing this
10 Security guards and 5 Gashta made their way out of the access
to the Jefferies tubes. Here they would stay with the rest that
were hidden in other compartments until the Cook was turned over
to Cobra which was when they would make their move to take back
the ship.
Shi had contacted Elsie and told her of her plan. She was not sure
what Elsie's fate would be. She knew she would not be left on the
ship.
Soon they would have their revenge for this act. They would
retrieve their women one way or another. She had talked
telepathically to Rh'vaurek last night and told him of her plans.
He had approved them. Oh Elements she missed him so much. She
could not think of that either. She must concentrate all her
efforts on taking back the Cook that was her job and her
responsibility.
OFF>
erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t’Radaik
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division
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Mission 11: The Price of Truth
(8/6/02 4:47:48 am)
ON>
Sovak, with a heavy heart returned to his quarters. He went
straight to his lamp and lit it, settling down into meditation.
His despair nearly overwhelmed him, and he struggled to regain
control. In spite of himself, his eyes filled with tears of
self-loathing.
Behind him the door silently opened, and a figure dressed in
Vulcan robes stepped up behind him. It grabbed Sovak’s head in a
viselike grip and whispered. “You had to pry, didn’t you? You
would have never known if you had just been a good Vulcan and
minded your own business!”
The voice of Soren echoed in his ear as the point of a Romulan
knife (neca) in the base of his skull took his life away.
Soren slipped out of Sovak’s quarters, taking his barely-blooded
neca with him.
OFF
Adm T’Ver (As Vulcans)
CO SBP
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11: An Intel Capture (8/6/02
4:49:14 am)
ON – Illythirian Ambassadorial Suite.
Stelam marched straight up to his quarters And passed the guards
he stopped dead in his tracks and swore ~ Fvadt, we should have
put a guard around Sovak ~ Tapping his comm badge he called
“Colonel tr’Radaik to Security.”
“Security here sir.” A female voice replied.
“Set a security team down to the Vulcan district on Starbase to
guard one Sovak of Vulcan, Immediately.” Stelam ordered
“Understood sir, security out.” She replied.
Closing the communication Stelam walked into his private quarters
to meditate, lighting the Vulcan lamp he carried with him for many
years now, he thought he should look in on Sovak to make sure he
was all right before security arrives to guard him.
Stelam kept a mental eye over Sovak then started to feel an
unfamiliar presence, the conversation came as clear as a bell to
his mind, he went to call out a warning but is was too late, he
lost the connection with Sovak, he was dead.
Stelam quickly came out of the trance and tapped his Comm badge
“Colonel tr’Radaik to” he cut himself off called “Computer, site
to site transport to outside Savok of Vulcan’s quarters.”
Stelam dematerialized from his quarters, rematerializing outside
Sovak’s office just as the Security patrol rounded the corner “You
haven’t seen a Vulcan male exiting these quarters have you?” he
inquired
“No sir” the Squad leader replied a little confused at how Stelam
got there first then realizing he was in an Intel uniform.
Stelam swore “Sovak is dead, he died just recently, I know who
killed him, I just do not have the physical evidence yet, when you
go in to his quarters you will find a Romulan bio signature in
there as well as Sovak’s. As soon as we have the slightest bit of
evidence against him, I am going to nail his arse to the wall.”
Stelam growled through gritted teeth
The squad leader pushed on a code to unlock the door they started
to perform scans looking for a Romulan bio sign, they quickly
found Sovak, slumped forward in a meditative pose and a puncture
wound to the back neck. Scanning the body, they found death would
have been almost instantaneous. The Squad leader walked out to
Stelam “He is dead, puncture wound to the base of the skull,
severing the spinal cord at the brain”
“Are you sure you didn’t see any one around these corridors?”
Stelam again asked with urgency
“Yes sir, I was a Vulcan male crossing our path just before we got
here sir.” He replied
“Thank you that will be all, for now, I want a full report on the
crime scene delivered to PSID, I do not have the time to stick
around, I have other investigations to finish.” Stelam stated
forcefully then turned to leave for his office
<>
Stelam pulled up some scans of the corridors around Sovak’s
quarter’s just prior to his beam in “Call up camera in on deck 310
corridor 85 area 51, time frame index between 1200 and 1205”
The computer instantly blinked up the camera recording. One Vulcan
male leaving set quarters at 1202 “Computer zoom in on this area”
Stelam marked an area around the person in question “Magnify” he
ordered. “Zoom in on this area.” Stelam again ordered as he marked
an area around the head of the suspect.
“Clarify” he ordered “Show scans from that area at the time in
question, what lifesigns are there in that area at that time”
Stelam asked full well knowing it was going to be Rihannsu, he
waited for the response from the computer
“One subject, Romulan male, approximately one hundred years old,
six foot two inches tall, two hundred and twenty pounds.” The
computer announced.
“Computer, call up the quarters for Soren of Vulcan” Stelam
ordered the computer
“Deck 310 corridor 83 area 50.” The computer responded, in the
usual monotone voice.
Stelam leant back in the chair and stretched, his mind was getting
weary, he would not be able to do another meld today even if he
did catch Soren, he needed to rest, Soren would be here tomorrow,
he would make sure of that. Stelam opened a communications link to
the agency academy “Colonel tr’Radaik to Colonel Do’Urden”
“Do’Urden here” Huma responded
“I am sending you some coordinates, lock on to the target there
and beam them to ‘the room’, I’ll ‘talk’ to them tomorrow” Stelam
replied
“Understood sir, Do’Urden out” the screen went blank displaying
the agency symbol for a second, before blanking out to the
Federation symbol.
<>
Soren paced his quarters waiting for his next lot of orders, when
he dematerialized, only to rematerialize in a dark non descript
room, then all of a sudden it hit him, his mind felt numb, ~ A PSI
dampening room ~ he realized.
Stelam walked up to the Comm and sent a message in to Soren's
cell“Soren, Soren, Soren, if that is your real name, you as well
as any should know that Intel do not play by the rules, so sit
tight, I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Jolan’tru Vang’raden” Stelam
said as he left Soren alone in his cell.
Soren raged “You can’t hold me here, I have done nothing” he
snapped
OFF
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Lt. Col. (Ssiebh) Stelam tr’Radaik
Assistant Director PSID
Director of Agent Training.
Telepathic and other mental arts.
Military Activities Division Green Agency
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship
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Mission 11: Finding What We Need
(8/6/02 4:50:28 am)
On > Psi Dampening room
Soren had paced all night, feeling claustrophobic without the use
of his telepathy. It was like being deprived of one of his senses.
Finally, about dawn, he collapsed on the chair, exhausted, and
fell into a fitful sleep.
Stelam was in the Interrogation room, he sent out a message the
Academy transporter chief to beam the prisoner here, Moments later
Soren appeared in the new chair with Stelam behind him and a glass
of ice water, Stelam tipped the water over Soren "Wake up"
Soren started awake with the sudden wash of icy water. He wiped
the water from his eyes and looked around in the darkened room.
"Who is there?" He reached out his mind to find someone familiar,
but who?
Stelam walked around from behind the chair and stood in front of
Soren "Remember me?"
Soren's face broke out in a grin, "Well tr'Radaik! This is where
you are hiding!"
Stelam looked at Soren like a cat looks at a mouse "Indeed"
Soren sneered, "You were wise not to have returned to the Empire
after those feannar re-instated your citizenship. You would have
died the moment you crossed into Rihannsu space!"
"I would have the protection of Ortaim u’lyret" Stelam replied
"The elements themselves could not protect you from an assassin's
poisoned neca!" Soren chuckled.
"No, but at least I will not die as a Vang'raden like you will"
Stelam snapped back
Soren looked up at Stelam and shook his head with a sneer. "My
life ended forty years ago. I am dead to my people, with no
honor."
"At least I have not worked against the empire, you Vang'raden
have sold out, sold your Vaurek to the highest bidder, let it rot
forever in Areinnye" Stelam replied in a cold emotionless tone,
grabbing Soren's head tightly in his hands
Soren hissed. "I tried to live as a Vulcan, after my mistake,
after the Tal Shiar ousted me. I learned their disciplines, their
philosophy, and their secrets. And I tried to redeem myself by
sharing those secrets with the Empire! They laughed at me!" Soren
glared with anger. "They laughed at my thirty five years of work!
Well they do not deserve to know what I have learned! I work for
others now."
"You messed up, you fell from grace, no longer were you wanted,
you out lived your usefulness, you like me have tried to go home,
but home no longer wants you. You are the reason the Federation do
not like us, do not trust us, you are everything the federation
see you decrease out reputation in their eyes. Everything I work
for, to show the Federation we will not stab ourselves or our
allies in the back for more power. Show them the honor we carry
ourselves with, but you never knew what that was did you, that was
just another word to you wasn't it" Stelam growled through gritted
teeth
"You speak of being allies and wear THAT uniform? You openly wear
a Tal-Shiar insignia and a Tal-Shiar rank?" Soren chided. "The
Great and Feared Tal-Shiar sits in the middle of a Federation
Starbase, right under their noses! And you flaunt it! Where are
YOUR loyalties, tr'Radaik?"
"MY loyalties are MY business, I have the reports it is only
Rogues working with Cobra, when 'home' wants me back, I will go
home, with clear conscious that I have not betrayed the Empire or
its secrets" Stelam replied
"I have NEVER revealed the secrets of the Empire or those of the
Tal Shiar!" Soren growled, "Even in my sorry life in this inferior
part of space, I have held true to the Empire! You think we are
all rogues? Think again, tr'Radaik! Senators, Tal-Diann, Tal
Shiar, all have a hand in this little war the Cardassians are
planning. And we will come in after it is all over and take the
resources we so badly need!"
Stelam shrugged, he was not one to care if the Cardassians wiped
themselves out in a civil war, or one with Cobra, only one thing
truly mattered to him now and that was Vierna.
Soren's words rang true in his ears, the Empire did badly need the
resources but he was not here to discuss that Stelam grit his
teeth pushing Soren hard against the rigid chair "ENOUGH of this"
"So, tr'Radaik, what do you want with me?" Soren sneered.
"I want to know what you implanted in Sovak's mind to implant into
Chiara, and why?"
Soren slammed his blocks up and grinned at Stelam.
"You want to play hard to you? I can do that too" Stelam placed
his fingers hard against the entry points to Soren's mind digging
in his fingernails and started to force his way into Soren's mind
Soren fought against Stelam's superior push, and he grimaced with
pain! He grabbed Stelam's hands and tried to pry them from his
face. Finally he cried out, as Stelam broke through!
Stelam forced his first question into Soren's mind ~ Who is giving
you your orders? ~
~ I do not know his name. A Cardassian lieutenant. ~ Soren gritted
his teeth, trying to force Stelam out.
Stelam firmed up his position in Soren's mind forcing in another
question ~ Where is he sending them from? ~
~ Lidsius ~ "Augghh!" Soren groaned as the information was forced
from him.
~ What did you implant in Lt. Chiara? ~ Stelam roared into Soren's
mind
The mental pain was so great that he shouted aloud! "The implant
was instructions to study and sabotage the ship so our operatives
could take it over!"
~ Who were your operatives? ~
"The Orions." Soren gasped.
~ What was their cut? ~ Stelam inquired softening up a little to
make Soren appreciate the power he commanded
"The Orions got to sell off the supplies and the crew. They are
delivering the ship to C.O.B.R.A." Soren answered.
~ To Ladsius? ~
~ Yes ~ Soren nodded mentally.
~ Do you know anything about the Orions working on this hit and
run exercise? ~
~ I do not associate with the Orion scum ~ Soren mentally sneered.
~ I did not ask if you associated with them, I asked if you knew
anything about them ~ Stelam thundered
"No. I do not know who was contracted to do the job." Soren said.
~ Who would know? ~ Stelam forcefully asked
"Marcet!" Soren yelled, as Stelam dug deeper into his mind.
Stelam left Soren's mind he believed he had enough information he
let go of Soren’s head letting him droop from exhaustion
Soren whispered, "Let my final act be one of honor."
"There will be a Neca in your Cell when you arrive" Stelam calmly
replied
Soren nodded. No other words needed to be spoken.
Stelam tapped his comm badge "tr'Radaik to transporter room, one
to beam to 'The Room'" Stelam looked one final time at Soren
"Jolan'tru"
"Jolan'tru, Stelam tr'Radaik" Soren said as he disappeared from
Stelam's sight. Soren appeared in the room and as promised, a neca
waited for him on the chair. He opened his tunic and took out a
small vial of poison and poured it on the blade. Then he knelt on
the deck and bared his wrists and his abdomen. Two small cuts on
the wrists, and the poison began its work. Turning his mind to the
most beautiful place on Ch'Rihan, where he spent many days of his
youth in the arms of his lover, he plunged the dagger into his
heart, and died with a smile on his lips.
Stelam walked out of the Interrogation room, Soren's words still
ringing into his mind, Where did his loyalties lie
OFF
JP
Adm. T'Ver (as Soren)
CO SBP
&
Lt. Col. Stelam tr’Radaik
Assistant Director PSID
Ssiebh Stelam tr’Radaik
Director of Agent Training.
Telepathic and other mental arts.
Military Activities Division Green Agency
Ssiebh Stelam tr’Radaik
Tal Shiar agent
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11 - Old Friend (8/6/02
4:58:40 am)
On> The forest
Rafe walked along side of Lulu. For him, it had only been a year
and a half since he had seen her last, but she wore the age of ten
years… ten years since she had last seen the legendary Guardian
she knew as Sir Auron… a man who hadn’t seemed to age a day in the
time she had known him.
“I am so surprised.” Lulu said. “You were gone… gone to the
Farplane. How is it you’re back? Or is this The Farplane and I am
dead.” She said.
“We are both alive, Lulu.” Rafe replied. “I was sent to the
Farplane to rest, but I couldn’t bring myself to stay there. I had
more to live for.”
“Another noble quest, Sir Auron?” Lulu asked.
“No. A woman.” Rafe replied.
Lulu stopped and placed her hand over her face in shock. “You, Sir
Auron in love?” She said. “I never thought it possible.” She said.
“Simply because I am the consummate warrior?” Rafe asked.
“Yes, I guess.” Lulu replied. “You never seemed the type that
would take a wife. You seemed to live only for a purpose.” She
said. “This woman must be very special.” She added, taking Rafe’s
hand to look at the ring on his finger.
“She is… but I am afraid her life is in jeopardy.” Rafe said
sadly.
“Then why are you not at her side?” Lulu asked.
Rafe then started to tell Lulu his story, of Elsie and Shi and how
the starship he lived on was now in the hands of pirates. Lulu
listened with compassion and then finally put her arms around her
friend to give him strength. It was the first time she had ever
seen him vulnerable. She wanted to do everything thing she could
for Rafe to make him feel better. He of all people deserved
happiness after the life he had lived.
“I will go with you, Sir Auron.” Lulu said. “I am sure Yuna will
want to come too.” She said.
“Yuna… is here?” Rafe asked.
“Yes. We woke up this morning to find ourselves in a field with no
one else around. I had gone to bed last night in my home with
Wakka… but he is nowhere to be found either.” She said.
“Kimahri is back at my camp.” Rafe said. “He was found a couple
weeks ago. I have kept him with me ever since.”
“Yuna will be happy. Kimahri disappeared a month ago. We feared a
fiend had gotten him.” Lulu said. “Come, let’s go get Yuna.” Lulu
said and led Rafe deeper into the forest.
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder."
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Mission 11: Hideout (8/6/02 10:56:47
am)
ON>
Fairee was crouched in a Jefferies tube glaring. For once she was
thankful of her people's ability to mask their life signs with
their surroundings. Fairee had been hiding out ever since the ship
had been taken over by the Orions.
These creatures are disgusting, she thought to herself as she kept
track of them using her magic. Fairee was hoping to find someone,
anyone that could find a way out of this mess.
Fairee sent her magical vision out into the ship again to check on
Genesis. Fairee was upset at the treatment and rapes of the women
but was powerless to do more. She was still new to the ship and
the way she might have solved the problem on her home planet might
not be the way it would be solved here. So Fairee constantly moved
from spot to spot and tried to keep an eye on things until she got
a break of some kind.
~Focus Fairee~ she scolded herself and sent her magic into Genesis
to look out through her eyes.
<The Brig, through Genesis' eyes>
Genesis sat in the corner a scowl on her face. She was still
battered and bruised from the last Orion who had decided to have
fun with the spitfire redhead. "I've got to learn to shut my mouth
and control my temper," she muttered as she gingerly stood up and
made her way over to check on some of her fellow cellmates.
Genesis mind was still going in circles. She had heard the
whispers and even seen Chiara with the Orions but couldn't quite
believe it. Then when Chiara had agreed to help them Genesis was
relieved someone had a plan.
Genesis was projecting calming thoughts as she checked on each
woman and so was not paying attention when the forcefield was
lowered and the Orion walked in. Genesis watched the woman she was
working on eyes go wide and Genesis tried to dive left but wasn't
fast enough. The Orion grabbed her by her hair and jerked her back
toward him.
Genesis let out a yelp and struggled while he laughed. "You are
the fiesty one, everyone keeps talking about. I think I'd like a
taste of you human," he said while roughly fondling her.
Genesis spit in his face at the same moment she kicked him hard in
the stomach. The Orion let her go with a yell and Genesis hit the
floor and rolled to her feet. Letting out a roar the Orion grabbed
Genesis by her leg and jerked her to him and dragged her out of
the cell to the hoots and laughter of his fellow Orions.
"Got the drop on you didn't she?" one of them asked grinning.
"Shut up. I'll teach her some fear!" he growled as he wrapped his
hand into Genesis hair and dragged her fighting and struggling to
a corner where he could rape her. Genesis fought but was no match
for the Orion who literally pinned her small petite frame with his
larger one. The Orion was rough and laughed when Genesis slapped
him. "Yes the feisty ones are the best," he said leering at her.
Finally he finished and jerked her to her feet. He slammed her
hard into a wall and Genesis let out cry.
The Orion laughed and dragged her back over to the others. "Anyone
else want a go?" he asked lewdly.
A chorus of "I do" followed. Genesis refused to look at them.
~Disgusting creatures~ she thought as one by one they took turns
at her. Finally they were done and they put her back in the cell.
Genesis wobbled and finally collapsed in a corner. She closed her
eyes and refused to cry.
Suddenly Genesis felt a calmness and warmth spread through her.
~I'm here my teyamando. Do not despair. I will find some way to
save you.~ Fairee's voice whispered in Genesis mind.
~You're free?~
~Yes teyamando. I will try and find some help I swear it. And
these vile creatures will pay for using you the way they have. I
must go. Be strong my teyamando~ Fairee said tenderly as she
withdrew from Genesis' mind.
Genesis sighed and went to sleep, safe in her dreams at least from
the demons of the reality.
OFF>
Petty officer 1st Class Fairee Planyo
Nurse, USS James Cook
&
Dr. Genesis Aquamara, Lt
ACMO, USS James Cook |
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Mission 11: Keeping Up Appearances
(8/6/02 10:58:56 am)
ON > Ready Room
Elsie woke very early Gamma shift, or what would be Gamma if there
were a Starfleet crew aboard. She rolled onto her back and stared
up at the ceiling. ‘Lights one quarter.” Dim ambient light cast
shadows of the structural elements above her.
She reached out her mind. It was quiet on the bridge, except for a
bit of storytelling, a bit of bragging on past conquests. The ship
was nearly empty, those hiding in the compartments and Jeffries
tubes were quiet, some sleeping, some sitting alert in the dark.
Shi’s team was well-trained. They would stay there until she gave
the order.
~Chiara.~ There still was no mental signature of her on the ship.
~She must be dead. But I asked for her life. They must not have
decided yet.~ A tear slipped out of the corner of an eye and slid
down her face. ~ Be strong, Elsie ~ She thought. ~ Don’t give in
to despair.~
Elsie thought about the escape panel hidden in the bulkhead behind
her cot, invisible except for those who knew where to look. It
would be so easy to slip out. But then the Orions would become
alerted that all was not going their way. They would start
searching the hidden places on the ship and all advantage would be
lost.
So she remained Frank’s toy. It was fortunate in a way that he
still favored her, or she might be on the freighter with the
others or, more likely, already dead. At least she was with her
ship. For now. There would be one more crossroads. When the Orions
left the ship, would she be taken or slain? The C.O.B.R.A. might
want her for interrogation. For her, that was not an option. She
knew too much.
Elsie stroked her tender abdomen. She had thought the tenderness
was due to Frank’s abuse, but there was a new life inside her,
born of violence, yet innocent in its own right. There were no
options at this point, as a sex slave to Frank. If….When! she
escaped, she would consider them with the doctors.
Elsie rose from the cot, replicated a clean uniform and headed for
the sonic shower. Regardless of her situation, she would keep
herself up, and comport herself with dignity.
OFF>
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11: Magic Feet (8/6/02
12:08:35 pm)
ON>
Fairee sat with a brooding look. Damn Orion pigs. They would pay
for hurting her teyamando! Fairee sent her magical vision out
again and this time located others, moving about in the Jefferies
tubes. Fairee grunted and headed toward them, cloaking her
presence from telepathic intrusion. Like a homing pigeon she
followed her magic to those she prayed would be able to help.
Shi felt a telepathic presence she was not familiar with. It was
approaching the area where her and 5 of her Security were hiding.
She waited to see who would emerge from the darkness of the
Jeffries tube
Fairee froze. Her magic let her know that someone had sensed her.
She thought furiously. ~Hmm the person must be a powerful telepath
to have felt me.~ Fairee would've shrugged but her wings were too
cramped. Making up her mind she slowly inched forward, her eyes
once again adjusting to the darkness. She emerged from the
darkness and stopped. She could make out at least six people in
the dark. "Hello?" she whispered.
Shi looked up and whispered back "Hello" she had not recognized
the voice. She called up a mental picture of the person speaking
and almost fell over in amazement a Fairy creature with wings. She
remembered she had seen her around the ship. "Come forward and
join us" she invited her
"Thank you milady," Fairee said and crept into the dimly lit tube
and looked at Shi. "Petty officer 1st Class Fairee Planyo
reporting ma'am. I didn't know anyone else was free except me. I'm
glad to find you though," Fairee added with a smile, aware of the
stir she was causing among the women who were looking at her
strangely.
Shi looked at her. "Have you been hiding since the takeover in
these tubes?"
"Yes ma'am. And let me tell you my wings are hurting. I need to
stretch them and soon or else they will remain this way for the
rest of my life," Fairee said in dispair.
Shi replied "Yes this is rather cramped quarters I can see your
problem.Can you hide your presense in close proximity to someone
both telepathically and physically?"
Fairee grinned. "If I do not wish to be seen, I'll not be seen.
These creatures that have taken our ship are dumb. My magic works
on them best. I can cloak myself invisible and one other you
choose to send with me," Fairee explained.
Shi nodded. "good I need to know if Capt. Veritas is still on the
ship and how many people have been left on the ship by the Orions.
JaEl you go with her. Come back and report to me."
Fairee looked at Shi and said mentally ~If you like you can see
through my eyes as we work our way through the ship. It would be
easier on you. I know not what I'm looking for~ Fairee said
apologetically to Shi as she smiled at JaEl who had made her way
over to Fairee.
Shi sent back ~yes that is good thinking. I can also guide you
where I want you to go~
Fairee nodded. "Come then JaEl. Let's see what we can find,"
Fairee said her musical voice full of what sounded almost like
sinister laughter. JaEl followed behind her as Fairee made her way
quickly through the jefferies tube. Fairee could feel Shi in her
mind and Fairee did her best to take in everything as quickly and
as efficiently as she could. Fairee had JaEl out in the open and
walking among the Orions without anyone noticing. Fairee fanned
her wings whenever they went for stretches without seeing any
guards. Fairee got them safely to sickbay before sending her magic
into a nearby console to disable it from reporting their presence.
Fairee dropped the glamour spell around herself and JaEl. "Let's
rest a moment." ~ Now what do you wish me to do?~ she asked Shi.
Shi had mentally followed Fairee's progress. She noticed she was
in sickbay which was empty. ~bring back a hypospray with some type
of sedative~ she ordered. "Then check out the Capt's Ready room to
see if the Capt. is still on board. I do not think she is I have
not been able to contact her.~
~Acknowledged~ Fairee grabbed three hyposprays and loaded them
with the most potent sedatives she could find that would knock out
the Orion scum. She handed two more to JaEl. "Are you ready?" JaEl
nodded and Fairee once more dropped her glamour spell around them
and they exited sickbay. She allowed Shi to guide them toward the
bridge and the Captain's ready room.
Fairee paused outside the door. If she entered physically then the
Orions on the bridge would know. Fairee thought quickly. ~Ma'am
I'm about to do something that would get me in some big trouble
with my people but I see no way around it. I'm going to take JaEl
with me through the doors~
Shi was not quite sure what she meant but she accepted her word
for it. ~do what you have to do. this information regarding the
Capt. is vital to our plans~
~I understand~ Fairee touched JaEl's shoulder and said to her
telepathically ~I want you to hold my hand. What I'm about to do
will feel strange but remember I'm with you and you will come to
no harm.~ JaEl nodded. Fairee took JaEl's hand in hers and gripped
it firmly. Taking a deep breath Fairee stared at the door and then
held up her left hand and placed it on the door. She turned and
grinned at JaEl before walking through the closed door, pulling a
stunned JaEl through with her to the other side and into the
Captain's ready room. Fairee dropped the glamour spell and looked
about the room and noticed the Captain walking into the ready
room.
Shi mentally observed the whole scene. She looked around the Ready
room. The Capt was still there so apparently she was going to stay
with the ship until it got to the Cobra base. ~this might be an
advantage~ she thought
< Ready Room>
Elsie dressed, ran her fingers through her hair, as they had taken
even her brush. Cleansing her mouth in the sink, she rubbed her
face to bring color to it and stepped back into the ready room.
Standing against the outer bulkhead were the new Fairy Nurse and a
new security officer.
Fairee looked at the Captain and bowed. "Milady?"
Elsie glanced at the ready room door. "It is dangerous for you to
be here!" She spoke lowly, "You will compromise the mission!"
~Should I say anything to her ma'am?~ Fairee asked Shi.
~give as little explanation as you can but tell her what is going
on~
Fairee padded over to the Captain not making a sound. ~Ma'am. We
are trying to get our ship back. You know there are others free.
We need to know what to do?~ Fairee said in the Captain's mind,
her giant wings fanning lazily back and forth. Shi came back ~tell
her the plans have already been made. If she can help in anyway
and not compromise herself it would be appreciated~
~ Since I am not in control of my ship, follow Shi's orders. I am
aware of the plan. I will keep Frank happy until we reach
Ladsius~Elsie instructed.
Shi mentally nodded mentally.
Fairee also nodded. Fairee could feel the steel running through
the Captain. ~You are brave. On my planet you would have been the
highest of our warriors and I willingly will follow you into
battle any time milady. Be careful of the little one. These Orion
scum seem not to care if they take a life or abuse it~ Fairee said
as she briefly touched the Captain's stomach.
~ The child shall be taken care of, Fairee. It is not our way to
destroy innocent life~ Elsie thought.
~ask her if she has any idea where the rest were offloaded~ Shi
sent.
Fairee realizing the two women would talk better if they were
connected, reached over and touched Elsie and allowed her link
with Shi to reestablish a connection between the two women
Elsie looked at Fairee in surprise but talked to Shi. ~ They are
headed for Maxwell, Shi~ Elsie sent
~ok thanks that helps a lot~ Shi replied
Fairee smiled. ~Anything else ma'am?~ Fairee asked Shi and Elsie.
~ I have the basics here, food water, amenities. I will be safe.
You save the ship~ Elsie answered
Shi answered with a touch of relief ~that is good to hear. I was
concerned about your well being~ she said before adding ~Aye Sir
we will~
Fairee laughter echoed in both Elsie and Shi's mind. ~Ma'am I
don't know why you worry about the Captain. She is iron. She will
bend when it is time and not before. I would not wish to be her
enemy when it happens~
Elsie grinned. ~ Thank you for that, Fairee ~
Shi replied ~I am well aware of the Capt's abilities and courage.
Now get back here ASAP~
Fairee bowed slightly to Elsie. To Shi she replied, ~Yes ma'am!~
"Come JaEl." Fairee reached out her hand, touched JaEl and the two
promptly vanished from Elsie's physical sight. Fairee walked
toward the door, gripping JaEl's hand tightly and repeated her
earlier trick of dissolving through the door.
The Commodore smothered a grin behind a hand. Shi was all
business! A good quality right now! she thought as she sat down to
think.
Fairee and JaEl quickly made their way back to Shi's hiding space.
Fairee had once again tucked her wings tightly against her body.
"Ma'am, if it's ok I must rest," Fairee said, unable to hide the
tiredness from her voice and her pale face.
Shi looked at her "of course Fairee take your rest. There will be
much work to do when we arrive at Ladsius."
Fairee yawned. "Never knew a glamour spell could be so draining,"
she muttered sleepily as her eyes closed and she went to sleep.
Shi smiled at her, she did not understand Fairee, but she
appreciated Fairee's help.
OFF>
JP
Commodore Elsie Veritas
CO USS James Cook
&
Petty officer 1st Class Fairee Planyo
Nurse, USS James Cook
&
erei'Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t'Radaik
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship - Command Division |
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Mission 11 - Progress (8/6/02
12:13:19 pm)
Vance stood by idly, feeling somewhat naked without his flight
suit on. He and a couple others of the Wolfpack were standing
guard as a few of the ship's Engineers worked on building a better
transmitter out of the components that were available. At the
moment, things weren't looking too good.
"Frellin' stone age tools..." one of the nearer engineers
muttered, but Vance caught it and grinned slightly.
"Problem chief? I thought you Engineers could put together a warp
core out of sticks and spit."
Vance earned himself a sharp look with that one. "Sorry Lt, I must
have missed Miracle Working 101," the chief replied.
Vance chuckled slightly and went back to keeping an eye on the
forest, his hand subconsciously checking to make sure that his
phaser was still in its holster. He was avoiding a dirty road of
thoughts, the kind that were filled with Orions and the female
crew. Vance was a good pilot, and he was roaring inside to get
strapped into his bird and vape Orion pirates 'till the universe
collapsed. The only thoughts that were better were the ones
involving a good old fashioned street fight with those
Orions...his fists clenched hard enough to make knuckles pop at
that thought.
The only thing that was left was hope...hope that maybe, somehow,
Faye and a bunch of the others had managed to get away somehow.
~She's a pilot firt and foremost, so they couldn't hold her for
long without regretting it...~
Lt. (JG) Vincent 'Vance' Johnston
Fighter Pilot, VF-1 'Wolfpack'
USS James Cook, NCC-2098-A |
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Mission 11 - Orders from Starbase
(8/6/02 8:23:49 pm)
To: Dhael’ehrie, Ourai, SS Thunderchild, SS Orion, SS Stingray,
SS T’Raina
From: Lt. Colonel Stelam tr’Radaik
Subject: USS James Cook
To the Commanding officers of each vessel, as you already know,
the USS James Cook has been captured, but now we know where it is
headed, all Vessels make best speed for Ladsius, but remained
cloaked. To the Commanding officers of the Dhael’ehrie and Ourai,
continue your current mission then lend assistance where
available. To the Commanding officer of the Thunderchild you are
to patrol the border and scan deep into unknown space for non
allied craft, particularly cargo and slaver ships, as they will
most likely be transporting the crew and equipment from the James
Cook.
End Transmission
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Lt. Col. (Ssiebh) Stelam tr’Radaik

Assistant Director PSID |
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Mission 11: Weapons 1A (8/7/02
5:22:10 pm)
ON > Base camp
Lt. George Edderly sat around a small campfire with six young
teenagers. “All right. You have your sticks?” He looked around at
the boys, who nodded and held up the sticks they had broken from
nearby bushes.
“Now we are going to make weapons. Take the rocks we found and
start scraping a point like this.” He showed them how to scrape,
then pass it through the fire, then scrape again, turning the
stick to make a hard sharp point.
After a while, the teens were in various stages of completion, and
they each had something that could be used as a dagger.
“Now take the longer ones we got and do the same thing. We’re
gonna make spears. You can use them for defense or to hunt small
animals for food.”
As they scraped their sticks into points, Edderly spoke to them,
“I need you to be my eyes and ears. Keep a vigilant watch for
anything that might look dangerous, animals, people, anything. If
you see anything you are not sure of, you signal me like this.” He
showed them a hand signal he had learned in Academy. “I don’t want
you leaving the sight of the camp, yah hear?”
“No Sir,” The boys echoed.
“Okay. Joran, Nebal, you take first shift. Two hours. North
perimeter. Stay within sight of each other.” Edderly nodded to the
boys to begin their shift. The boys stood, solemnly saluted
Edderly, then took off with their new weapons in hand to stand
watch. The other boys watched them with a bit of envy.
“You’ll get your turn. Just wait. Keep making weapons. It’s very
important we have some in reserve.” Edderly stood up. “I have to
run a perimeter check. You finish then get something to eat.”
“Yes Sir!” The four remaining boys answered and diligently went
back to work. As Edderly strode off the boys grinned at each other
and scraped away. :
”Hey, I wonder if we can scrape them flat and make knives!”
“Dunno. Let’s try! We’ll surprise Lt. Edderly!”
With teenage ingenuity the boys went to work, experimenting with
different rocks and thicknesses of sticks.
OFF>
Lt. George Edderly (also as boys)
IO USS James Cook
________________________
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11: Doing That Whole Hunter/Gather Thing
(8/7/02 11:52:05 pm)
ON> Planet side. Camp of the male officers and crew of the USS
James Cook.
Thumper oversaw the development of the transmitter, and helped
when he could, but the creation of something from nothing was
painstakingly slow. His phaser had since been parted for the power
cell and its circuits cannibalized when needed... His stomach
growled, and he realized that he had not eaten in sometime nor had
probably any one else. It was time they did something about that.
He turned and looked up Ereiriov Rh’vaurek Trradaik. He found him
standing guard at the edge of camp, and he approached him. "Sir?"
Rh'vaurek held up a hand as he watched deep into the forest,
slowly turned around "Lt. Cmdr John 'Thumper' Batu isn't it?"
"Yes sir it is. I was thinking. We... Well I have not eaten, and I
suspect that few have for sometime. I think we should see about
hunting."
Rh'vaurek crouched down picking up a long wooden object "You know
how to use this?" He asked as he handed thumper the spear
"Only in theory sir. I used to hunt with my father, and I have
used everything but a spear. I am experienced with a firearm, and
have ample experience in a bow. However, I can track."
"You can use a bow?" Rh'vaurek inquired
"Yes sir," Thumper nodded. "Compound mostly."
Rh'vaurek crouched down and picked up another weapon "It may not
be replicated, but it is pretty damn good" Rh'vaurek handed
Thumper the hunting bow "Just do not ask where I got it, you would
not believe me"
Thumper examines the bow. It appeared to be an ancient English
long bow. Testing the string Thumper smiled. "Damn site better
than rocks."
"Indeed, you will be needing some arrows, Give me a second and
I'll retrieve them"
John sighed; his only thought was where in the world was the
getting this stuff. Rh'vaurek walked off into the woods, he was
gone for a short while, returning behind thumper he tapped him on
the shoulder handing him a quiver full of arrows "here" Rh'vaurek
was also not dressed in his star Navy uniform any more, he wore a
forest green tunic and pants, soft brown leather armor and boots
and a cloak that looked like long grass being blown by a gentle
wind. He looked like a six-foot tall elf.
"Thank you sir," It was all he could think to say. Thumper had
never believed in magic, but it sure seemed like he had just
witnessed it firsthand. He took the quiver, and placed it around
his shoulders. "Shall we sir?"
Rh'vaurek nodded biting back a smile then walked off into the
forest letting Thumper follow. They had been walking for an hour
when Rh'vaurek stopped and crouched down looking at a trail
"Thumper, What does this look like to you?"
Thumper whispered, "I'd say some sort of deer. The cloven hooves
would indicate that." Reaching down he felt the disturbed earth.
"Still damp. I'd say it passed here with in the last hour.
Probably less."
"From the size if the hooves, I'd say a decent size too" Rh'vaurek
added "A full grown male"
"Possibly, but keep in mind that we are on an alien planet and the
deer here may be ten meters tall and weigh 3000 kilos," Thumper
joked. “Maybe we’re hunting a baby doe.”
Rh'vaurek smirked "How much to you like venison and veal?"
"Right now I'd eat lion. I had some berries earlier, but that's
about it." Thumper scanned the base of the trees searching for
movement, and listening. Nothing, but that meant little, and he
knew it too."See anything?"
Rh'vaurek stood perfectly still ~ Shhh! ~ He imparted into
Thumpers mind
Thumper nearly let out a shout of surprise when Rh'vaurek did
that. ~Damn telepaths. ~
~ Ready your bow, Slowly!! ~ Rh'vaurek imparted again on Thumper
Ignoring his comment as he slowly lifted his leg with drawing a
Kailune from his boot.
Slowly and quietly Thumper lifted the bow into position and in a
slow and calculated move drew an arrow and placed it in the ready.
Thumper scanned the trees, and then he saw it. Only a dark leg,
nothing he could hit yet, but at least they had located their
prey. ~I see it. Over there, by that huge dead pine. ~
~ Yes I see it, but I can not get a clear shot at it yet, Can you?
~ Rh'vaurek asked
~No.~ John slowly and methodically edged in a circular path. He
looked at his hunting partner. ~We each are likely to only get one
shot at it in this thick timber. ~
~ Better make it count then ~ Rh'vaurek replied, he now had a
clear shot at the deer’s hind leg
Thumper finally circled around until the cover the deer was using
was out of the way. The deer's chest was now in full view. It was
a clean shot, but with all of their movement the deer had become
nervous and at any moment would flee. Thumper pulled back his
arrow to full. ~I have him dead to rights, but I'm a little rusty
with a bow, and never used one like this. Should I take the shot,
or wait for you so we can shoot at the same time? ~
~ On my mark ~ Rh'vaurek replied ~ Now! ~ Rh'vaurek let the
Kailune fly, the small blade hit dead on hits target severing an
artery and tendon in the deer’s hind leg
The deer stumbled and Thumper let the arrow fly and the arrow
slipped neatly between the ribs and entered the heart. The injured
animal took three lunges in an attempt to escape and fell to the
forest floor, slowly dieing. “It would seem that tonight we eat!”
Rh'vaurek walked carefully up to the deer, he did not want to
receive a kick from the wounded animal. "Indeed hopefully enough
for everyone"
Thumper looked at the animal. It was big. It was at least 800
kilos. The size of a terrain elk, but it had all of the features
of a deer. Even the antlers were the same. "We should all get a
little. If it was much smaller then we may have to look for some
more."
Rh'vaurek pulled his blade out of the deer’s leg "I may go fowling
a little later today, that is what this was designed for"
Rh'vaurek explained as he showed Thumper the Kailune, a 10 cm long
blade that looked like a bat in flight
The blade brought one image to Thumper's mind: Batman. "Sure thing
Batman," Thumper stifled a laugh, because the blade probably had
some symbolism to his people. “Sorry sir, that was uncalled for.”
Rh'vaurek cracked a smile and stifled a chuckle
"It's just that your weapon reminds me of something that Batman
would carry around to defeat the forces of darkness. I mean no
disrespect."
"None taken," Rh'vaurek replied.
"Well sir I say we get this thing cleaned out and back to camp. We
can get some of the kids and any of the adults to help us carry it
back. I can't carry 400 kilos that far. We'd have to take a dozen
trips or more."
Rh'vaurek nodded, if you can find your way back you go back and
get some help to carry our dinner, I'll make sure our dinner is
not taken by some lazy scavenger"
Thumper nodded, turned and trotted off towards camp. The trip back
took half the time since he was not trying to be quiet, since they
already had their game. Once in camp he rounded up ten teenage
boys ranging from 14 to 17 years of age. With Thumper in the lead
they hurried back to the spot of the kill.
"You saved the heart and liver right?" Thumper asked Rh'vaurek.
"The liver? Yes" Rh'vaurek replied
"Good we'll give those to these boys. I don't like it personally
but it's better than starving to death." John looked at the Deer.
Rh'vaurek had already field dressed the animal and sectioned it.
It would be a long walk, but well worth it. "Wish we had some rope
we sure could use that right about now."
Rh'vaurek climbed nimbly up the tree that hid the great deer in
their hunt, he dropped down a couple of long, strong, green vines
"They will do"
~ How does he do that? He always seems to be able to produce
everything we need. ~ "Don't suppose you could come up with a
subspace transceiver assembly could you?"
Not unless it is made from plant material" Rh'vaurek answered
"Bummer." Thumper found some poles and bought them to the deer and
with the vines tied the hindquarters to the pole and instructed
that two of the boys should carry it. He continued until the whole
deer was headed out towards camp in several parts down the trail.
The remainder of the men would switch off with the ones who were
carrying the load so they could rest.
Thumper smiled. He looked forward to eating. "Sir, until we get
off of this rock we need to start hunting regularly. I suggest we
have two to four hunting parties."
"Good idea, there are just to many of us for only one person to
hunt"
"Indeed. I'll tell the men. Great hunt," Thumper jovially slapped
Rh'vaurek across the back.
"Thank you, for being part of it" Rh'vaurek replied with a hearty
slap of his own.
Thumper turned and jogged down the trail to catch up with the
procession of men who were lumbering with the weight of the deer.
OFF>
JP
erei'Riov (Cmdr.) Rh'vaurek tr'Radaik
CTAC/SEC Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship - Command Division
&
Lt. Commander John (Thumper) Batu
XO VF-1 Wolfpack
USS James Cook
Played By:
Laura J. Allen

Squadron CO
USS James Cook
"My What Big Teeth We have" |
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Mission 11 - Even The Darkness Must Give Way To Light
(8/8/02 3:58:59 am)
On> Tarmis’ Quarters
Chiara woke up, not on the floor but in the bed of the man she
loved. She felt very lethargic as she tried to sit up. The last
think she remembered was ingesting the two cyanide tablets and
Elsie calling out to her… then it got very cold… colder then
anything she ever imagined.
As she sat up and looked around, she saw sitting in a chair across
the room a woman of blue skin. It was a much more vibrant blue
then her own. She hand long locks of hair falling around her
shoulder and down to almost her knees. The woman’s hair was
adorned with ribbons fair and rings of metal. She wore little else
to cover her modesty. The woman looked up and over to Chiara.
“So, the child awakes…” The woman said. Her voice was icy, but it
had an almost motherly warmth..
“I’m not a child.” Chiara retorted. She did her best to stay
sitting up.
“Of course not.” The woman replied. “But the course you took was
not something a mature adult would do. Why did you think you would
be freed by death?”
“Because my life is shit.” Chiara said.
“No, it is not. Your life is in turmoil, but it is still worth
living. Your path ahead is still dark, but even the darkness must
give way to light, and when you feel the warmth of that light on
your skin, you will know that things are turning for the better.”
The woman said.
“I don’t understand.” Chiara said.
“You will… soon.” The woman replied. “Things will be made clear.
You have much to live for, and many who care for you. Live, if not
for yourself, then for them. You will find much reward and soon
you will be able to live with yourself.” She said.
“Why should I? I’m a traitor. I should die a traitor.” Chiara said
in defiance.
The woman sat next to Chiara and held her. “My dear, you are not a
traitor. You are a victim. You were used in your vulnerability to
take this mighty starship. You will be avenged and things will but
made right… but you must have patience and faith.”
“Faith? My people have no religion.” Chiara said.
“Then try to have faith in yourself and faith in my words and
faith in those whom you would call ‘friend.’” The woman said.
“Trust in them to guide you.”
Chiara melted into the woman’s arms, sobbing. The woman stroked
Chiara’s hair and kissed her head.
“Shhhh… it is all right, child. We will carry you.” She said.
“Mama…?” Chiara said. The counselor was still coming out of the
comatose state that the woman, Shiva, had put her in. The Ice
Queen held her tight and looked over to Bahamut, who was standing
in a darkened corner of the room. Shiva nodded to him and he
nodded back. He turned and walked through the wall to go inform
Elsie that everything would be all right.
Off>

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Mission 11 - World Killer (8/8/02
5:04:57 am)
On> USS Longbow – In orbit over Tetravus VII
Captain’s Log, Stardate 55602.9
The Longbow is at the end of a successful first contact mission
with the Mechanoids of Tetravus VII. The Mechanoids are the
robotic legacy of a technologically advanced race that was
rendered extinct on the world 2000 years ago when a scientific
experiment catastrophically failed, resulting in the planet’s
atmosphere to be burned off. Their legacy, the artificially
intelligent robots they created, lived on and preserved their
legacy and memory. A select few of the scientist that were able to
merge their brains with the electronic brains of the robots they
created enabling them to live on and create a peaceful
technocracy.
Now, the Mechanoids have decided to finally take their place in
the galactic community and share their peaceful ideals with the
Federation.
It is truly a great day and I am glad to be a part of history.
Captain John Morgan closed his log and walked from his ready room
on the Intrepid class USS Longbow to the conference room where
Hatar 8 and Gro 2 waited. In the past month, he had gotten to know
the Mechanoid ambassadors very well and was happy to include them
in his growing list of friends.
Hatar 8 looked up at Morgan as he entered. The robot’s faceplates
shifted into a Mechanoid version of a smile. “Well Captain, are we
ready to sign the final documents?” The Mechanoid ambassador
asked.
“Yes, Ambassador. Once that is completed, the Federation will
recognize your world as a junior member of the Federation, then
work can be started on full membership.” Morgan said as he sat
down at the table.
“Ah. I am very much looking forward to visiting your Earth. It has
been too long since I have seen blue skies.” The old robot said.
“I’m certain you’ll enjoy it.” Morgan replied.
The comm. System came to life. “Captain Morgan to the bridge.”
Morgan automatically rose and walked to the bridge with the two
ambassadors in tow.
“Report.” He said as he walked to his chair.
“Captain, sciences are reporting a wormhole about to open.” The
tactical officer reported.
“On screen.” Morgan ordered. The view of Tetravus VII shifted away
from the planet and towards one of the two moons that orbited.
Seconds later a wormhole opened and through it came a large, dark
object the size of an asteroid. It was on a seeming collision
course with Tetravus VII.
“Oh my God…” Morgan gasped. He had seen many things in his career
as a Star Fleet officer, but nothing like this.
“Red Alert!” Morgan said.
“Sir, at present course and speed, the object will collide with
the planet in 1 hour.” The tactical officer said.
“Suggestions.” Morgan said.
“We can try to stop it with tractor beams and the warp field.” His
XO said. “Enterprise did it once in a similar situation.”
“Get on it.” Morgan said. He already knew that the Longbow’s
weapons would be ineffective.
“Sir… you won’t believe this.” The TACO said.
“Try me.” Morgan said.
“The object is… its slowing, sir.” The officer reported.
“What?” Morgan said.
“It is slowing its speed. It’s coming to a dead stop.” The TACO
said.
Morgan turned to the ambassadors.
“We do not possess the technology to stop such an object, Captain
Morgan.” Hatar 8 said.
“We do not even possess the weapons that would bee needed to even
dent… wait.” Gro 2 said. He rolled toward the viewscreen. “Magnify
resolution.” He said. The TACO did as told and zoomed in on the
object. Gro 2 immediately recognized the object.
“SYN!” He cried.
“Syn?” Morgan asked.
“We must flee!” Hatar 8 said. “We are doomed!”
“What in the name of the Great Bird of the Galaxy is going on?”
Morgan asked. “You know what that thing is?”
“That is Syn. 1000 years ago, we observed a nearby planet named
Spira, and this creature plagued the world with monsters and
threatened to destroy all life there. It eventually succeeded.”
Hatar 8 said.
“We thought the danger had passed then.” Gro 2 said. “But the
creature has returned and is now coming to take our world!”
Morgan turned to the TACO. “Scan it.”
The TACO ran his fingers over the console. “It’s definitely
organic, sir, but I don’t think we have enough power to even stop
it.
Syn began to shimmer with light and a sphere of purple, black and
blue energy began to form around it.
“What in the world…” Morgan whispered. The energy from Syn began
to extend to Tetravus VII and started to tear away at the planet’s
surface. Debris flew towards Syn and began to orbit the space
monster on a vertical axis. The energy of Syn started to grow.
“Captain, the energy spikes are way of the scale.” The Operations
Officer said.
“Start beaming as many people as we can off the planet.” Morgan
ordered. He knew he couldn’t save them all, but he would get as
many as he could off the planet, and from a quick look at his
armchair display, there were no other ships in the area that could
assist.
Syn began to tear away at more of the planet. The Mechanoid
ambassadors only stood and watched in silent horror as their
Homeworld was slowly demolished. There was nothing else they could
do.
More lights began to appear on Syn. “It’s growing in size,
Captain.” The TACO reported. “As its drawing the planet in, the
energy its processing is increasing it’s mass.”
“I’m reading another energy spike.” The Operations officer said.
“How many have we beamed aboard” Morgan asked.
“200 sir.” The XO reported. Morgan wished he could do more.
“Get us out of range.” Morgan had a feeling he knew what was
coming next. The Helmsman turned the Longbow away from the planet
and opened the throttle up to full impulse power. As the ship sped
away from Tetravus, Syn unleashed its raw power, tearing apart
Tetravus VII and millions of Mechanoid inhabitants that remained.
“Set course for Starbase Python. I’ll be in my ready room filing a
report with Star Fleet. XO, see to the comfort of our guests.”
Morgan said. As he walked passed Gro 2 and Hatar 8, he placed what
he hoped would be a comforting hand on both of them and looked
back to the destruction on the viewscreen. Tetravus was now
nothing more then a debris field, with a creature named Syn at the
middle of it.
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder."
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Mission 11 - Rh'vaurek's Hunting Ritual
(8/8/02 10:21:50 am)
ON> (During, Doing That Whole Hunter/Gather Thing)
Thumper had left Rh’vaurek alone to clean out the animal, When he
came to the heart, he took it in both hands and offered it to the
sun. Saying a silent prayer in offering to the sun, then digging a
shallow pit he buried the heart offering another silent prayer to
the earth from once it came.
Rh’vaurek felt another presence the spirit of the deer rose up and
trotted of towards the sun You still
remember, my chosen ranger, how to set the animal spirit free. He
now has a place in my glade, you put its soul to rest.
Rh’vaurek allowed himself a small smile he did not know how much
time had passed but Thumper had soon returned with the children to
haul their dinner away, he got up and smiled at them as they went
about their assigned tasks.
OFF
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Erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik

CTAC/SEC Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Python fleet Flag ship
"A little chaos is good for the soul" |
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mission11 - Murphy's Law - (8/8/02
4:56:44 pm)
On>
Hiding Place>
Hogah sat in his hiding place just outside the Jeram quarters, or
what once was them. He watched Chiara for a long time, he checked
on her often. As he watched her this time though something was
different, she had been so sad.
Hogah peered through into the quarters, when a hand touched him.
He jumped back in shock and suppressed a yell as he drew back his
fist. Marina leaned back and put her hands out before her.
Hogah smirked and whispered, " Sorry about that, I guess I a bit
jumpy." Marina gave him a strange smile, as a noise caught his
attention. Hogah put his hand to his lips as he heard the noise
again.
For what seemed eternity Hogah and Marina listened, until they
suddenly realized what it was. The sound was like a scraping noise
as it grew in volume and came closer. Hogah peered down a shaft,
as a shadow could be seen coming closer. The drunk Orion had
crawled into the shafts some how and was now seemingly lost, as he
drunkenly sung 66 bottles of Ale on the wall.
Hogah put his finger to his lips as he pointed for Marina to go
down the shaft to the right. She turned and quietly made her way
down the shaft. Hogah knew if he went with her they would both be
caught so he decided to lead the Orion on a small detour. As the
Orion rounded the corner Hogah sat there holding an empty liquor
bottle he had found. He held it up to the Orion and said, " He
jerk off looking for more?" Then busted out laughing.
The Orion’s face turned bright red as he slurred, " Ya ugly no
good punk giv me ma drunk!" Hogah laughed some more, which made
the Orion angrier, " Look you smelly skanky Orion, you want it
here, take it!" Hogah yelled as he threw the bottle and hit the
Orion atop the head. Hogah then turned and scurried down the left
shaft away from Marina and towards their trap.
The Orion couldn't react in time as the bottle made a resounding
thud, when it struck him. He put his hands to his head as blood
started to come out, " You little rat I'll killz ya for dat!" The
Orion yelled as he took off after Hogah.
After a short chase Hogah turned down the last shaft, a dead end.
He stopped at the end and waited for the pirate. The Orion came
round the corner, right for Hogah.
Hogah laughed as he baited the Orion, the Orion drew closer. Hogah
waited a second longer, then activated the trap. Nothing happened
as the Orion continued to Hogah, and down had a hand extended to
wrench Hogah's neck.
Off>
(Npc'd Hogah)
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Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
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mission11 - A Father's Vision -
(8/8/02 5:09:36 pm)
On>
Unknown Planetside Camp>
Tarmis smirked as he heard the voices of the crew working as one.
It seemed as if everyone had found a niche for themselves, even if
he wasn't able to be everywhere at one time.
As everyone started doing there own things to help the camp,
Tarmis decided he should meditate. Tarmis crossed his legs as he
closed his eyes and focused on the crystal, which laid, on his
desk aboard the Cook.
Tarmis slowed his breathing as he continued to focus harder and
harder. After a short time his quarters aboard the Cook came into
focus. As he struggled to look something felt strange. There was
something or someone else in his quarters and he did not know what
or who it was.
The room seemed to stay fuzzy and blurry, all he could make out
was a bluish person on his bed. He smirked some what as he thought
it must be Chiara. Tarmis decided to try to focus more on the
crystal in hopes it would clear things up. As he did a weird look
crossed his face.
The crystal came into focus, but was no longer in his quarters. It
was in a strange dark place, one Tarmis had never seen before. He
pushed harder until he could eventually look at what was about the
crystal. He saw Hogah just sitting there laughing, he said
something but Tarmis could not hear his words.
Tarmis looked about some more and saw Hogah was talking to an
Orion, which seemed extremely angry. Tarmis felt his emotion mix
as he looked at the scene. Suddenly he saw the look of Horror
across Hogah's face as the pirate reached out to strangle Hogah.
Tarmis screamed, still in mediation. The words fell on deaf ears
as Tarmis watched on. Tarmis scream echoed through the trees as
the terrifying vision continued in a father's mind.
Off>
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Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
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Mission 11 - Reaction (8/8/02 6:15:28
pm)
On> The woods.
Rafe had been speaking with Lulu and the Lady Yuna for quite some
time, bringing the women up to speed on his life. He looked over
his shoulder when he heard the scream.
Rafe leapt from his seated position and broke into a full run in
the direction of the scream. The sound's source was scattered by
the trees, but he knew who the scream belonged to and where the
owner was.
In minutes, Rafe was at Tarmis' side with sword drawn, ready to
defend his comrade from an attacker, but there was none. He looked
down at the man who was still in meditation. He dismissed his
sword and knelt down next to Tarmis.
"My friend... what troubles you?" Rafe asked, but Tarmis did not
answer. It set Rafe on edge. He knew something was wrong and it
had to do with the Cook. He knew he had given Tarmis the option of
making the decision of Rafe returning to the Cook alone, but time
was beginning to run out.
How much longer could the samurai wait.
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder." |
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Mission 11 - What needs to be done
(8/9/02 10:47:56 am)
On> The Forest.
Rafe could wait no longer. The engineering teams were putting the
finishing touches on the homing beacon under supervision from the
Wolf Pack. Rafe walked over to Tarmis.
“Tarmis, time has run out.” He said.
“Do you know something I don’t, Captain?” Tarmis asked.
“No… I can only sense my Imzadi and her anguish.” Rafe said.
“Elsie?” Tarmis asked.
Rafe nodded and looked over at Lulu, Yuna and Kimahri. “Keep them
safe and bring them with you to the Cook.” Rafe said.
“Wait just a minute, mister. What in blazes are you doing!?!”
Tarmis said.
“What needs to be done. I can no longer wait for you to make a
decision. My apologies.” Rafe said. Pyre flies began to dance
around the samurai as he faded from sight. Yuna said a silent
prayer to help her friend and guardian on his journey.
>The Freighter Luxatar.
The crying and moaning of the women of the Cook continued, even as
the guards ordered them to be silent. The trauma of the scenario
was too much for many of them to bear. Those who were stronger
stayed silent, or tried to be comforting.
In the middle of the cargo bay, pyre flies appeared and began to
dance. The women parted as Captain Rafe Oosha appeared amongst
them. Many gasped, and eyes were wide with shock as the samurai
appeared. The guards started to part the crowed to make their way
to the scene.
“Hmpf” Rafe grunted. He turned sideways and shot the slinged left
arm out and then up to shrug off a side of his kimono. His
Tyrusian blade appeared in his right hand. He slid forward into a
ready stance.
The guards stopped short and took aim at the intruder. They fired
their disruptors, but the magical shield Rafe erected harmlessly
absorbed them. He ran forward, slicing through the two guards.
“You and you. Get the rifles.” He said to two female security
officers. “Come with me.” He led them out of the cargo bay.
>Bridge.
The freighter captain watched as the scene unfolded. A mystery man
had beamed aboard. He was cutting through his men like a hot knife
through butter. He was seemingly unstoppable… and backed by
hundreds of women; he knew this wasn’t going to end pretty. The
captain signaled his crew to surrender. There was no other choice
and the Keldon’nar did not pay him enough to die for them.
Rafe secretly smiled as the crew surrendered to the women. Taking
the bridge was a peaceful act alone. Rafe approached the captain.
“Tell me everything.” He said.
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder." |
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Mission 11 Waiting! (8/9/02 10:55:43
am)
Jeffries tube
OOC> This post takes place prior to "What goes around comes
around"
Shi set against the side of the tube. Everything was finally
arranged and everyone was well hidden. Her tube had access to the
bridge. She had heard someone call out that they were 8.5 hours
away from Ladisus.
She was tired so she laid her head back against the wall and fell
into a restless sleep. Oh Elements she wished that Rh'Vaurek was
here.
Her dreams were troubled. She kept hearing the screams of the
women and the cries of the female children as they were beamed out
of the cargo bay.
She had already been in the Jeffries tube There was nothing she
could do. The fate of the ship ultimately rested in her hands.
She was well trained for this and she had laid her plans well.
She felt no guilt but a great deal of sadness. Some of these
women had submitted their bodies to the pirates to help create a
diversion so others could enter the Jeffries tubes.
She remembered she had had one very hard moment when she had heard
two of the pirates laughing about the way they had left the men on
an uninhabited planet.
She had wanted to kill him but she could not even have that
satisfaction. She had to remain calm to carry out her plans. She
asked the Elements to consign their souls to arennye and to
protect the men until they could be reunited with them again.
When the women and children and been beamed out she had sat in the
Jefferies tube and watched and listened. Lt Manning had switched
uniforms with her so that the guards would not miss her.
She owed so much to so many. They had all performed wonderfully in
this crisis. All she could do was place them in the care of the
Elements to protect them until they could all be united again.
Everything was in place for the take over. Now was the time of
waiting until the pirates beamed off with their chosen ones.
Hopefully they would not shut down the warp core before they left.
OFF>
erei'Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t'Radaik
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship - Command Division
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Mission 11: What Goes Around, Comes Around, Pt. 1
(8/9/02 11:03:21 am)
ON> Cook bridge
"Coming up on the Fortress, skipper," The Orion sitting at Ops
said.
"Hail them and give them our code. Tell them we got a nice big
shiny new Fed Starship for them!" Frank laughed at his own joke.
"They say bring it in to the shipyards."
"One quarter thrusters, follow the yellow brick road!" He laughed
again, in an immensely good mood after just leaving Elsie.
The James Cook settled into the designated spot and Frank got up
from the center seat. "OK, gather your belongings, we're outta
here."
Chiara Domina walked onto the bridge. Dressed in her usual attire,
she took up position next to Frank. "So, what's the plan?" She
asked.
Frank looked down at Domina, "Go get the Commodore and meet me at
the transporters."
"Aye sir." She said, and turned to the Commodore's ready room.
She accessed the door and entered.
Elsie was just stepping out of the sonic shower as Chiara entered.
She glanced up and smiled, "I see you are still with us."
"I don't exactly know how, but I am." Chiara said. "Get dressed.
We're going on a little excursion."
Elsie eyed her with a frown, slipped on a clean uniform and finger
combed her hair into place.. "The ship has stopped. Are we there?"
Domina pulled her phaser and pointed it at Elsie. "Frelling shut
up... JUST shut up!"
Elsie nodded, gave Chiara a hard stare and complied. Chiara's mind
was closed, so she could not determine whether this was an act or
for real. No matter. At least both of them were going to live a
little longer. " Where to, Counselor?"
"Out the door and not another word from you! I can't stand your
voice! Frell, I can barely stand to look at you!" She growled.
Elsie put on a passive face and strode out ahead of Chiara to the
turbolift.
Chiara kept the phaser trained on Elsie in the turbolift. She was
clearly nervous, possibly even confused. Her eyes bore a hint of
hollowness.
Elsie kept her eyes on the turbolift door until it opened to the
transporters. Judging from the activity in the area, Elsie figured
they were leaving the ship. The women who had been in the brig
were assembled on the pads for beamout.
Chiara shoved the projector of the phaser into the small of
Elsie's back. "Keep moving, bitch."
Elsie moved ahead to stand beside Frank on the transporter pad.
She used her peripheral vision to scope out how many were here,
and hoped that Shi had enough of her people left to take over the
ship.
Frank put his arm around Elsie as they prepared to beam out.
Chiara stood next to them.
They dematerialized and they beamed to different ships. Elsie,
Frank, and Chiara appeared on Frank's own ship, his crew waiting
with drawn disruptors. Frank stepped off the pad and yelled,
"Let's get our arses outta here, NOW!"
As Frank walked ahead, Chiara grabbed Elsie by the hair and yanked
her back. In her ear, she whispered "Every story must have an
ending." and then pushed her forward.
Elsie inwardly smiled, then submitted to Chiara's rough handling.
"Hey Frank, you got some eats on this boat?" Chiara yelled.
Frank gestured impatiently to his own ready room, "In there!" He
growled. "Get off my bridge! I'M busy!" His ship and the rest of
his fleet powered up and headed out as fast as they could.
Chiara motioned for Elsie to go to the ready room.
Elsie wasn't sure where it might be. She wasn't familiar with this
class of ship, but she walked in the general direction of Frank's
gesture. The door slid open at their approach and they went in to
a disorderly room, stale-smelling, and with an odd assortment of
furniture from various parts of the alpha quadrant. "How cosy,"
Elsie grimaced, wrinkling her nose.
"Get used to it." Chiara said.
She opened a refrigeration unit to see what was inside.
"This looks like his quarters." Elsie nodded towards an unmade
bed. "I suppose its mine, too for now."
Chiara stayed silent.
"I don't see a replicator. What's he got to drink?" Elsie looked
around.
Chiara pulled a beer out of the fridge and tossed it to her, then
pulled one out for herself.
Elsie sipped the beer. At least it was cold, and it had some
nutritive value. She scraped the clothes off a chair and sat down.
Looking up at Chiara, she asked, "Now what, Counselor?"
"I told you, NO TALKING!" Chiara hissed.
She fired the phaser at the wall next to Elsie. "Next time I won't
miss." Chiara hissed.
Elsie flinched and looked over her shoulder at the scorch mark.
"If you are going to kill me, do it now and get it over with!
Otherwise, put the damned phaser away. I've got nowhere to run
to."
An Orion ran into the room and yelled, "What the Hell is going on
here? You trying to blow out the bulkhead? Put that goddam thing
away!" He brandished a disruptor at Chaira.
Chiara turned the phaser on the Orion and fired, vaporizing him.
"Only good Orion is a dead one, wouldn't you say, Commodore?"
Chiara said.
Frank and another guard ran into the room, and the guard stunned
Chiara. With a raging glare, Frank unhooked his Billy club and
strode to Elsie, "You Bitch! I knew I couldn't trust you!" He
began to beat her as hard as he could, as Elsie cried out, unable
to ward off his blows.
Elsie coughed as Frank broke ribs again, and struck her about the
face. Her face was covered with blood and she could not see
anything, only feel his blows across her body.
Franks fury was blind to everything around him, "I'm gonna kill
you, Bitch." He continued to rain blows on her as she sank to the
deck. ~ Imzadi ~ Elsie's mind cried out.
Pyreflies danced across the floor of the room and over Chiara. The
pyrefiles gathered and created the form of a samurai.
"This ends... now!" Rafe said, bringing his sword to the ready.
Frank turned at the roar of an unfamiliar voice. While still
holding Elsie by the hair, and a bloody club in his other hand he
growled, 'Who the Hell are you?"
"I am your death." Rafe said.
"Guards! Intruder alert!" He yelled, dropping Elsie
unceremoniously to the deck and hefting his club.
"They can't hear you." Rafe said.
Frank looked around frantically, but the wall com was too far away
for him to reach. "Ok, fancy-pants, bring it on!" He growled,
dropping the club and unholstering his disruptor.
Rafe's Tyrusian sword vanished, replaced by the hilt of his
lightsaber. With a shrill whine it surged to life.
"Take your best shot." Rafe said. "Take it now... it's the only
one you'll get."
Franks grinned an evil toothy smile and fired point-blank at Rafe.
At the point of impact on Rafe's body, pyreflies erupted forth,
allowing the beam to travel through his body and out the other
side. Rafe's body solidified afterwards. “Yes, there are
advantages to being dead." He said and proceeded to cut off the
hand Frank was using to hold the phaser.
Frank howled with pain as the blade severed his hand and
cauterized it!
Rafe swung with and opened fist, knocking Frank to the ground.
"For what you have done to my wife, your death will be slow and
painful." Rafe growled.
Frank landed next to Elsie, and he scrambled over to her, taking
her head in his good arm. "Come any....closer..."He gasped. " And
I break her neck!"
Rafe put a fisted hand in front of his face and muttered some
words. Searing pain suddenly shot through Frank's body. Another
quick spell produced healing effects for Elsie.
Frank writhed in agony as his body convulsed in pain!
Chiara slowly started to wake from being stunned.
Elsie's vision slowly cleared, and she coughed up blood. She tried
to rise from the pool of her own blood she was laying in, but she
was too weakened by the beating. The pain in her ribcage was
subsiding, and she could breath again.
Franks screams of agony rose in volume as the waves of energy
continued to course through his body.
"Elsie raised her head, and whispered, "Enough, Imzadi. End it."
Rafe leaned down and lifted Frank by the collar. "You life ends
only because my lady wishes it. Otherwise I would prolong your
suffering."
By now Frank had soiled his pants and was retching. He no longer
had any control.
While Frank was standing, Rafe spun with the lightsaber and
decapitated the pirate.
Chiara was now sitting up. "It's over..." She said.
"Not yet." Rafe replied.
Elsie leaned on her arms, half-sitting, trying to gain some
strength.
He looked down at the Nebari woman. Chiara looked back up at Rafe,
awaiting her own fate.
He extended his lightsaber to her. "Can I trust you?" He asked
her.
"Yes." She said, taking the lightsaber.
"We must take the bridge." Rafe said.
Rafe turned to help Elsie up.
Elsie took his offered hand and winced as she struggled to her
feet.
"Open your mouth." Rafe said.
Elsie opened her mouth, still bloody from the beating.
Rafe uncorked his jug and poured his potion in, slowly to allow
her to drink.
Elsie gratefully swallowed the horrible tasting potion. Finally
she shook her head. She'd had enough.
Rafe lowered the potion and re-attached it to his belt.
"Let's end this." He said to Chiara.
Off>
JP
Capt. Rafe Oosha
CIO - USS James Cook
&
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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mission 11 - What Next? - (8/10/02
9:35:33 am)
On>
Environmental Shaft>
Hogah recoiled back as far as he could go; the stench of the
pirate seemed to smother Hogah. As the pirate's hand drew closer,
Hogah stifled a scream. Hogah took one last chance and pressed the
button to activate his trap. As he did he clenched his eyes
tightly, and cringed from the eminent danger at hand.
The pirate's smile quickly disappeared as a small rod came up from
the floor and the ceiling of the small shaft. A strange loud whine
could be heard as they activated, then released a charge directly
into the pirate's genital area. The foul smelling pirate's face
contorted then after a moment changed as the charges reached full
capacity, the charge released and sent a bluish light through the
pirate's body.
The Orion dropped to the floor, he was still breathing but barely.
Hogah smirked as he kicked the pirate in the head. A moment later
Hogah breath a sigh of relief as the pirate disappeared in a
transporter beam.
Unknown Planet>
Tarmis scowled as he watched Rafe vanish, he gave the impression
he was upset with what he had done. As Tarmis turned and started
to the homing beacon he smirked to himself, ~ Go get'em Rafe.~
Tarmis let a large smile cross his face, as he neared the beacon.
He some how knew Hogah was finally safe. As Tarmis walked up to
the beacon he looked about at the officers. " Ok gentlemen, how
goes it?" Tarmis asked.
Lt.Rodgers turned around, his face covered with dirt and grime. "
Well Sir to be honest we are done, but not too sure if it will
work like it should." Rodgers said.
Tarmis patted Rodgers on the shoulder; " I have complete faith in
you Lt, besides there is only one way to find out. Start her up."
Rodgers smirked, " Yes Sir!" He said as he went to the padd and
activated the beacon. It sputtered and sparked a little then began
to hum. Rodgers turned around as cheers went up and said, " Well
Sir it may not be pretty but she is working."
Off>
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Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
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mission11 - Reassurances and Comforting Presences -
(8/10/02 4:27:01 pm)
ON > Jeffrie's tubes.
Hogah had left Marina alone in the Jeffries' tubes, and she felt
the ship come to a stop and the noise of the pirates moving about
the ship. Then it got quiet.
~ I wonder where mother and father are ~ She worried. ~ I want my
mother! ~ She wrapped her arms around her knees and tears began to
flow. She was so afraid!
Hogah shook his head; the jolt, which hit the pirate, gave him a
small shock also. He looked at his arm as blood began to drip down
his torn sleeve. With a start he remembered everything. ~ Marina.~
Hogah quickly made his way back to where she should be. As he got
closer he could hear her cries, he whispered, " Marina I am here,
it is ok." Hogah rounded the corner and stopped next to her.
Marina looked up at him through her tears and whispered, "I am so
scared, Hogah! Where are our parents?"
Hogah shrugged his shoulders, as he used a piece of his shirt to
wipe Marina's tears. " I do not know Marina, I wish you would
never have had to go through this. I am sorry." Hogah sullenly
said
"I don't understand. Why did they take everyone away? Where did
everyone go?" She sniffled.
Hogah leans back against the wall, " I don't either Marina, maybe
we should look about. I mean I saw a pirate leave in what looked
like a transport beam. Maybe they left us, what you think? Wanna
go out and look?"
Marina nodded and sniffed back tears.
Hogah reached over and squeezed her hand, " I won't leave you
Marina." He then turned and led the way back to a grated opening.
Hogah leaned back and kicked with all his might. The cover flew
off and landed on the floor with a loud clanging metallic sound.
Hogah stiffened as the sound died down, " Oops." He said then
hopped out the opening, once out he turned to help Marina out.
Marina held his hand tightly, still scared. "What if they heard
us?"
Hogah tried to smile reassuringly, " Stay there I will try and
look around. You should be safe." Hogah walked over to the door.
He cautiously stepped out and looked about. The corridors were
empty; he went back to Marina to help her down, " No one there, No
one at all. Like they all just vanished."
"Are...are we alone?" Marina's voice quavered.
Hogah held her hand tightly, he tried to reassure her. He knew he
wasn't doing a good job though. " Maybe we can ask the computer.
You ask and I will get us some food we need to eat." Hogah
squeezed her hand as he stared at her for a moment then went to
the replicator.
"C....Com..COmputer, How many people are on the ship?"
"There are fifty-two people on the ship." The ship answered.
"How many are adults?" She asked.
"Thirty one people on the ship are adults." The ship answered.
"How many are Starfleet?"
"Twenty-seven are Starfleet."
Marina blanched. "Hogah, some are not Starfleet! The rest must
still be hiding."
Hogah looked at Marina, he tried to tuck away the fear as he took
the cheeseburgers, fries and milkshakes over to a table. " We
should eat then try see if they are good or bad people, Come on
Marina I know you like milkshakes." Hogah gave his best smile.
"Oh...Kay, Hogah." She said slowly. Marina went to the table and
sat down, suddenly hungry.
Hogah smirked as he slowly ate his meal, he knew he better enjoy
it for who knew what was next. Hogah hoped maybe a joke would
help, " Well Marina look at the bright side though, this way no
homework or tests."
Marina chomped on a French Fry and said, "But I LIKE homework!
Mother says if I study, I can be in Starfleet, too!"
Hogah smirked, " Bah homework, but I will tell you a secret if you
promise not to tell no one." Hogah looked about even though no one
was around. " I want to be a Star Fleet counselor like Ms.
Chiara." Hogah said with a wink
Marina was sipping her milkshake just as he said that, and she
nearly snorted it out her nose, laughing! "You, a counselor?"
Hogah leaned back a little hurt, " Yeah why is that so funny?"
Hogah asked with a stern face.
"Oh, Hogah, I'm sorry! I just never met a male counselor before,
and, well, you seem more like the security or the Intel type to
me." She smothered a grin by biting into her hamburger.
Hogah smirked then playfully shoved Marina, " Me as Intel or
security. You know dad wants that, he was security. But I think I
would make a good Counselor, what do you wanna be Hmm?" Hogah
asked more like a challenge.
"hmmm. I dunno. Maybe Science like Mother and Father, but I want
to discover something really cool, something new. I guess I don't
know yet." She shrugged
"But science sounds kinda well boring." Hogah scratched the back
of his head as he said this.
Marina leaned forward, "You ever seen a solar flare? Its like the
sun spits out this million-mile tongue of fire! Its SO cool!"
Hogah got a strange look, " Solar flare?" The words nagged in the
back of his mind some how, just out of reach of his remembering.
He shook his head slightly, " Naw never seen one, but it can't be
as neat as helping someone find their meaning to life. I know I
could do that." Hogah laughed as he heard himself say that.
Marina looked at him puzzled. "I don't know anything about that."
She grinned, "I.D.I.C!"
Hogah looked at her strangely, " I what?" He laughed slightly as
he shoved a few fries in.
"It's a Starfleet idea, Vulcan's say it. Infinite Diversity in
in...inn..Infinite Combinations. It means like they accept
everybody and all things."
Hogah chuckled, " I like it, I.I.D.C. sounds kewl." Hogah stopped
as they burst out laughing, " I mean I.D.I.C."
Marina heard a flutter and looked up in alarm to see an honest to
God Fairy! She gasped and dropped her burger on the plate!
Fairee put her finger to her lips as she smiled and gently fanned
her wings. "Hurry along now and hide. Erie’Riov t'Radaik wants all
of us to stay hidden just a while longer, then we will have the
ship back."
Hogah's mouth fell open as he stared at the strange creature in a
Star Fleet uniform. " What the HeL, Heck is that?" He said in a
shocked voice.
"Do you know where Mother and Father are?" Marina asked the fairy.
Fairee laughed musically, "Hogah, I am the new nurse. Next time
you hurt yourself I will be there. Marina, your parents are safe."
She cocked her head like she was listening, "Yes. Your father is
with Hogah's father and your mother is safe on another ship."
Marina broke out in a big smile, "Hogah! You hear that? They are
safe!"
Hogah smiled as he hugged Marina, just to feel her. " Yes that is
great." Hogah said with a large smile, as he kept a wary eye on
the strange flying creature.
Fairee flashed a wide smile at Hogah. "You keep her safe, Hogah. I
have to go now." She turned, and in a swirl of fairy dust,
disappeared from sight.
Hogah leaned back as he shook his head, " There sure is strange
things on this ship." Hogah burst out chuckling as he took
Marina's hand. " Shall we go hide again, I am done with my burger,
if you are ready."
"Yeah!" She grabbed the rest of her fries and dumped the
containers in the recycler.
Hogah smiled as he helped Marina back into the opening. Once she
was in he pulled the cover back over it. He turned to Marina, "
Now what? To bad we can't replay our Holodeck fun." Hogah
snickered.
"We better wait," She answered solemnly. "Don't want to mess up
the She -Dragon's...errr the Eeeree'rof's plans."
Hogah gave her a look, as he tried to hold back a chuckle, " Hey
she can be nice though, just not when she is in sick bay." Hogah
winked.
Marina yawned, tired from being afraid for so long. She wrapped
her arms around Hogah's chest and snuggled her head against his
chest. Almost immediately she went to sleep.
Hogah looked at Marina, as a large smile crossed his lips, and he
noticed his pants become tighter. ~ Sleep Marina, I will protect
you.~ Hogah said then leaned back, after sometime eventually fell
to sleep.
OFF>
Joint Post
Marina Turrel
&
Hogah Jeram
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Mission 11 Answering an SOS (8/10/02
5:32:24 pm)
ON - Bridge, Thunderchild
Capt Wyn was in her Ready room. It was Orion's shift on the bridge
and she was catching up on the PADDS that had piled up on her
desk.
The bridge science looked over the scans the Thunderchild's
sensors were picking up "Sir," he announced "I am picking up
something on sensors about 5 light years from here, from an
uninhabited planet just outside Federation space, it appears to be
some sort of repetitious pulse"
Planetside>
Tarmis walked over towards the woods, his mind contemplating what
would come next. ~ The crew seems to be adjusting nicely, but I
know they all long for home. Hopefully we will be rescued soon.~
Tarmis was wrapped in his thoughts, with his back to the camp.
Rh'vaurek walked up to Tarmis "Want a mushroom, I gave one to Rafe
before he left he didn't come back to life so it's not poisonous"
he said with a chuckle
Rh'vaurek's voice pulled Tarmis back from his thoughts, " Yes of
course erie'Riov Khnai’ra" Tarmis said with a chuckle. " You know
this is truly a beautiful place, but it is not home."
"No it is not, I am starting to Worry about Shi, I hope she is all
right"
Rh'vaurek replied with a sigh
Tarmis turned to Rh'vaurek, " I am sure she will return to you,
she is a fighter. Much like you are." Tarmis said as he patted
Rh'vaurek's shoulder.
"She'll give them one Areinnye of a fight if they try to do
anything to her." Rh'vaurek responded with a laugh.
Thunderchild Bridge> Orion got out of the center chair and looked
at what the science officer had found "HHmmmm" He hummed then
tapped his Comm badge "Qualest to Wyn, I think you should see
this"
Jaden received the message "Be right there Commander" She walked
out of her Ready room and onto the bridge. She joined Orion at the
Science Station.
Orion stepped aside to let Jaden see what the science Officer
found "Sir, we are picking up faint signal from a planet here" He
pointed on a spatial map to where the signal was coming from. "At
first i thought it was random but listen" He pressed play a sound
came over the speakers like ... --- ... ...---...
Jaden listened to the sound it was familiar to her. "Oh yes it is
an earlier earth distress call someone on that planet needs help.
Commander change course set new course for the coordinates of that
planet."
Planetside>
Tarmis chuckled at the image of Shi fighting, " That she would
Rh'vaurek, that she would. I almost feel sorry for how she would
kick their butts" Tarmis said with a wink.
"We have to hope for the best no point worrying about what might
be happening to them" Rh'vaurek sighed again, ~ I hope Shi has
kicked Domina's butt for several parsecs ~ he thought to himself
Tarmis shook his head, " You are correct, first we get off this
planet then we find those scum and truly teach them a lesson."
Tarmis said while he clenched his teeth.
Thunderchild> Orion Snapped an order "Helm, bring us about bearing
315 mark 009"
At Helm LtJG Cathy Shepard replied "Aye Sir changing course to
bearing 315 mark 009"
"Maximum Warp, Engage!" replied Cmdr Qualest.
She brought the ship around to the new heading. At the sounds of
his 'Engage" she moved the lever to take the ship to Maximum Warp.
Because it is still Orion's shift Jaden sat in the XO chair
Planetside>
Wonder if the beacon has been heard?" Rh'vaurek thought out loud
Tarmis looked over his shoulder at the beacon then to Rh'vaurek, "
We can only hope, Rodgers is pretty sure the signal broke the
planet's atmosphere. Now it is a matter of waiting."
Thunderchild >
Jaden watched as the signal became stronger She turned to ops "On
viewscreen" the warp signature was replaced by the sight of the
small green planet. Jaden turned to Orion "Commander order "drop
out of warp and low orbit around the planet. Science scan for
lifesigns"
Planetside>
Tarmis looked up at the stars, a strange twinkle moved into view
as he stared at it for sometime. Thinking aloud he said, " Now
that is interesting."
Rh'vaurek looked up with keen eyesight, "It is not a star."
Rh'vaurek announced. I have seen nothing there at this time over
the past few nights, it is moving faster than the stars too" he
explained
Tarmis looked carefully, his face became excited as he stared and
whispered, " A ship."
"Could be Sir." Rh'vaurek replied, not wanting to sound high in
his hopes.
Thunderchild> "Sir, Strong lifesigns coming from the east coast of
a southern Island continent" The science officer announced "about
500 Humanoids of ranging species. They all seem to be in a
localized area" The science officer finished
Thunderchild>
Tarmis still stared at the twinkle, " Gather the crew together. If
it is a ship I want every one prepared. In case we need to fight
our way out." Tarmis said to Rh'vaurek.
"Fight our way out of what, if they take us as slaves, we then
have a ship we can try and capture from the inside" Rh'vaurek
grinned somewhat wishing that may be the case. Kind of hoping to
beat the Kllhe'mnhe out of someone.
Thunderchild>
Jaden turned to Orion "Cmdr, form an away team and beam down close
to those coordinates.
Planetside>
"Everyone should be prepared this time though. We will not be
taken by surprise like the last time. We can play along to
whatever but we will be prepared for who ever it may be." Tarmis
said as he turned and walked to the camp.
"Understood" Rh'vaurek replied with a nod and walked off to gather
the boys who were on perimeter patrol.
Thunderchild> Orion turned and pointed to the CSEC "Mr. Barcellio,
I want an Armed security team in Transporter room two in five
minutes" he ordered
Barcellio replied "Aye Sir" as he left to carry out the order.
4 mins later> The CSEC reported "Team assembled Sir and in the
Transporter room."
Orion stepped into the Transporter room and onto the pad with
Phaser drawn "Coordinates are already in the computer, Energize!"
Orion ordered
Capt Wyn moved over to the Command chair and took over control of
the bridge
She ordered "Transporter room, Keep a secure lock on the Away team
in case of trouble"
Planetside>>
Orion Materialized in the Middle of the camp and immediately
noticed the Federation uniforms (No matter how dirty or torn up
they were) "I am Commander Orion Qualest of the SS Thunderchild, I
wish to speak to the officers in charge" He commanded
Tarmis broke through the officer's who held spears and clubs
towards Qualest. He stepped up to him, "I am Capt. Tarmis Jeram."
His face broke into a smile. " We are so glad to see you
Commander." Tarmis said as he put out his hand. The crew began to
cheer and hoot as they realized they were saved.
Thunderchild>
Jaden was anxious she hit her commbadge "Commander what is the
situation down there?"
"We have found the male crew of the USS James Cook, Requesting
immediate evacuation" replied Orion
Jaden replied "start immediate evacuation to the Shuttle Bay"
"any sick or wounded beam directly to sickbay"
"Beam the highest ranking officer to the bridge"
Planetside>
Tarmis nodded to Qualest as he gently felt the small rock knife
still hidden. " We are Ready Commander." Tarmis said to Quarts.
Planetside>
"Injured personnel First, followed by the civilian children, then
the rest of the civilians and finally the crew" Orion ordered
"Captain, you will beam up with me along with your First officer,
once the rest have boarded."
Tarmis nodded, " Very good." He said as he looked over and noticed
Rh'vaurek. He waved him over.
Rh'vaurek walked over to Tarmis and Orion "Cmdr Qualest, Nice to
see you again"
Tarmis looked from one to the other, " You know each other?" He
asked in confusion.
"When he was PSID XO" Rh'vaurek replied. "You were only
Khre'Arrain as well" Orion imparted.
Tarmis shook his head, He nodded to the officers and they all
tossed their weapons down. " Let's get this show moving Cmdr. we
have a ship to find, and our families. I want those Pirate scums."
Tarmis said through gritted teeth.
Sometime later> "Well it looks as though we are the only ones here
now" he Tapped his Comm badge "Qualest to Thunderchild, 3 to beam
up"
The transporter operator beamed the 3 to the Bridge
Jaden saw the shimmer of the transporter beam and stood up and
walked forward to greet the officers.
"Captain, you remember erei'Riov tr'Radaik, and this is Captain
Tarmis Jeram XO to the USS James Cook" Orion introduced them
Tarmis looked at the deck as he rematerialized, relieved to be on
a Star Fleet vessel once more. He noticed a female walk towards
them, and he put his hand out." Thank you for finding us so
quickly Captain." Tarmis said.
Jaden held out her hand and shook hands with Rh'vaurek "oh yes we
have met before" She turned to Jeram and shook his hand it is good
to have you safe.
captain and the rest of your crew. Now if you 3 gentlemen will
follow me to my Ready room we have much to discuss"
Tarmis smirked some what as he looked at Rh'vaurek then Jaden, "
So tell me captain what news is there about the cook?" Tarmis
asked in complete seriousness.
Jaden proceeded them to her Ready room she did not hear Tarmis's
question.
She arranged 2 chairs facing her desk and one beside her. Then she
sat in her own place behind the desk.
Orion walked into Jaden's ready room followed by Rh'vaurek and
Tarmis
As they came in Jaden motioned them to the chairs.
Tarmis stood next to a chair as he asked his question once more, "
Is there any news about the Cook, captain?"
Jaden replied all in good time Capt. I will answer all your
questions please be seated.
Tarmis bit his lip as he took a seat.
Rh'vaurek sat beside Tarmis also eager to hear the news about the
Cook
Orion took the seat next to Jaden
When all had taken their seats Jaden continued "To answer your
question Capt. yes the USS Cook has been located and is now being
followed to its destination by 3 ships. This I received this
morning now this ship will be rendezvousing with them. Also
another ship the Dhael'erie an REF ship will be joining us."
"We do not yet know what their destination is. We know they are
crossing the slot."
Rh'vaurek looked a little confused "I thought the Dhael'ehrie was
on another mission" he replied
Jaden replied she is but the two missions have coincided. That is
all I can say at this time.
"Understood" Rh'vaurek replied
Tarmis leaned forward, in a huff. " Ok that is all fine, but how
long before we can retake the Cook. We need to return to our ship
and find those pirate scum." Tarmis said.
"Now Capt Jeram if you would give us a brief rundown of what
happened to your group that you ended up on an uninhabited
planet." questioned Jaden
"At Maximum warp it will take us 3 days to arrive at the system
the Cook is in" Orion replied
Jaden nodded "that is correct. Now Capt Jeram your story." She
reached under her desk and pressed record
Tarmis shook his head at the run around. He wanted to get underway
and check on the crew. He took a deep breath, " The cook was taken
over by Orions, it was like they just appeared and over ran the
ship. Next thing I know we wake up in a cargo ship, then are
beamed to the planet. And then you came."
Jaden asked "approximately how many days ago or weeks? and what
type of cargo ship Orion or Ferengi?"
Rh'vaurek filled in some of Tarmis's story through gritted teeth
"The Cook was compromised by the Chief Counselor"
Jaden replied "good that was what I wanted to know about"
"and was there Ferengi involvement?" Jaden asked Rh'vaurek.
Tarmis held up a hand, " But we do not know why, or what caused
it.." Tarmis shook his head. " I am not sure, do you remember
erie'Riov?"
"No, Lt. Chiara gassed the bridge" Rh'vaurek said
Jaden asked calmly "She was the traitor?"
"Yes" Rh'vaurek growled with a clenched jaw.
Jaden nodded, that agreed with the information she had
Jaden turned to Cmdr Qualest "is there any other information we
need from these officers
"I do not believe so" he replied
Tarmis stood up, he tried to control himself, and "Ok you heard
the story, If you want to continue you can, but I have a crew to
check on I should be with my men."
Jaden looked at him sternly "Capt. sit down until I dismiss you"
Your crews needs are being seen too."
She turned to Rh'vaurek if you will stay Commander I would like to
speak with you further.
Tarmis shook his head, " No captain, If you want report me but I
am checking on my men. Good day." Tarmis said then headed for the
door.
Jaden shook her head
"I am afraid though, they will be restricted to Quarters. This is
an Intel ship we have a lot of classified equipment" Orion replied
Jaden nodded "I was about to mention that"
Tarmis looked at Qualest, he softened his tone somewhat. " Very
well Cmdr, I just want to be by my men, they have been through a
lot."
"Go" Orion replied
Jaden also softened "I understand Cmdr but there are certain
procedures that must be followed. You are dismissed"
Tarmis turned and left the ready room, as an officer escorted him
to his men.
Jaden turned to Rh'vaurek "He is not the Capt of the USS Cook who
is he?"
"What is his position?
"He is the XO" Rh'vaurek replied
Jaden raised her eyebrows "I see thank you"
"How long were the men on the planet. Did you keep track of the
days or weeks? and did you make contact with any sentient life
forms while you were on the planet?" Jaden asked
"I believe we were there 2 weeks, and we met no sentient life"
Rh'vaurek replied
Jaden replied "That is what I needed to know" thank you Cmdr
tr'Radaik
OFF
Capt. Tarmis Jeram
Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
&
Capt Jaden Wyn
CO SS Thunderchild PSID PS
&
erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik
CTAC/OPS Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division
&
Cmdr Orion Qualest
XO SS Thunderchild
Flagship PSID
PSB PS
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Mission 11 In orbit over Ladsius
(8/10/02 6:31:30 pm)
Bridge>
Ael was in the Command Seat they had finally picked up the ion
trail of the USS Cook.
They had cloaked and were following her. She was crossing the
slot. Hopefully she was not heading into Cardassia Prime.
"Helm, be sure the cloak is at maximum efficiency. Reduce speed so
that we do not get too close to the Cook.
Helm replied "ie Rekkhai"
Ops picked up a call coming in quickly followed by 2 more.
"Rekkhai I have 3 calls coming in at once. 3 ships seem to be
joining us"
Ael was exasperated "put them on screen one at a time."
The view screen showed a female Capt, in a black uniform. Ael
thought ~Intel~ "Yes Capt what can I do for you.
The Capt replied. The SS Orion out of PSID will be cloaked and
following you so will the SS T'Raina and the SS Stingray. Our
mission is to follow the Cook so we are following
you. We are cloaked.
The screen went back to the view of the streamers of warp travel
as the 4 ships followed the USS Cook.
1 Tarim later>
Helm announced Rekkhai the Ship we are following is going into
orbit over a small Cardassian planet known as Ladsius
"Drop back remain cloaked and keep the Cook in sight. Notify the
ships following us to do the same" Ael ordered.
She sat back and calmed herself and went into meditation. She
reached out to Deletham and touched his mind ~The USS Cook has
gone into orbit over the planet Ladsius. We have entered a higher
orbit so we can stay close enough to observe what happens.~
OFF
erei’Riov Ael t’Sahen
XO Romulan expeditionary force
XO Dhael’ehrie
Romulan expeditionary force
Python fleet
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Busting The Ambassador Out (8/10/02
7:17:37 pm)
ON - Transporter Room, Ourai
Deletham and Tafv stood with T'maekh and Tal waiting for Ael and
Dhivael, Deletham turned to T'maekh "What are your names when we
meet C.O.B.R.A.?"
T'maekh stood tall, his scruffy goatee already showing. " I am to
be HHirl, and Tal is to be D'nal Rekkhai." T'maekh said.
Ael and Dhivael stalk in to the Transporter, Wearing tight
revealing clothes, Hoping there would be a Rihannsu somewhere in
base they could try and seduce, they immediately made their way
over to Tal, Ael whispered into his ear "Hiya handsome"
Deletham no stranger to women using their bodies to try and
distract men did not bad an eyelid at their entrance
T'maekh smirked slightly, ~ This should be interesting, wonder how
Tal will react.~ T'maekh thought.
Tal gulped back a lump in his throat, then in his best mercenary
voice said, " Heya baby" and grabbed both women's behinds.
Ael playfully bit Tal's ear before Tafv broke it up "Come on
Ladies, save it for the planet"
Tal took a deep breath, and wiped his brow. He knew it was all for
show, but he had become extremely nervous. Tal looked over at
T'maekh with an almost pleading look.
T'maekh smirked sideways, and shook his head. He smacked Tal on
the back, " Just remember to keep talking like that, you will do
fine." T'maekh said.
Ael whispered in a husky voice "Yes, you are doing fine, keep it
up" then she left and stood on the Transporter pad beside Deletham
and Tafv. Dhivael purred into Tal's ear "You are quite Sexy" then
left and Stood next to T'maekh
T'maekh chuckled under his breath, as he watched the females mess
with Tal. T'maekh straightened up as if he had seen nothing, and
nodded he was ready.
Tal looked up, more sweat on his brow, as his breathing seemed
slightly hurried. He tugged at the shirt he wore, thinking it was
suddenly getting hot. He nodded his readiness as he tried to push
the words from his mind.
"Hteij'rhae!!" Ael ordered in her commanding voice
The transporters activated sending the group down to the
predetermined head quarters
Beam in point*
T'maekh snarled as they rematerialized at the beam down sight, he
looked around to ensure no one had seen them. After a moment he
nodded to Deletham the coast was clear.
Tal also secured the opposite side then nodded to Deletham, his
expression hardened looking but not as bad as the others in the
group. He stepped back slightly as he awaited next orders.
"We have to talk to the Card'hassain Kllhe in charge" Ael sighed,
"Tafv, you can do the talking"
Tafv scowled at Ael "I am in charge of this mission" he hissed his
response back to
Ael
T'maekh and Tal looked at one another, but said nothing. They only
wanted to ensure the mission was a success.
A Cardassian led them through the corridors to the Office and they
walked in "Ah greetings or confident Commander, I see you have
arrived with some of your crew, Please do tell me who they are"
The Cardassian base commander exclaimed in a snooty voice
T'maekh and Tal held their hands close to their weapons, with ugly
mean snarls about their face. T'maekh scowl at the Cardassians
lack of respect, then moved his gaze away.
"I am T'Rehu," Ael then pointed to Deletham "This is Kalabam, on
his left is Mandukar, behind him are HHirl and D'Nal and next to
him is Teillh"
Dhivael started nibbling on Tal's ear then purring in her husky
voice "I wonder where the sleeping quarters are"
Tal and T'maekh both grunt when the base commander looked their
way. Tal gave a devilish smirk, and in his harshest voice said, "
I know we can find them quick." Then reach around and fondled
Dhivael's azz while he used his other hand to cup her bosom.
"Just one thing, My ship is mine, No one boards it with out my
permission" Ael growled
T'maekh gave a snarl as she finished her words, to show he backed
up whatever she said.
Tal pulled his ear away, her actions began to take affect upon his
mind and he knew he had to keep a clear head. In one movement he
moved her to his other arm, to leave his weapon hand free.
"Why would I want your ship, It has to be at least a hundred and
twenty years old" the Cardassian Smirked
"Three of you will be assigned to guard the Romulan Ambassador, My
guards have had enough of her rantings and ravings, you can put up
with her for a while, the rest of your available crew will guard
the New ship we just retrieved" the Cardassian informed them
T'maekh became interested when he said new vessel, he would love
to look it over and see what they got.
Tal spat on the floor at the mention of the ambassador, and under
his breath said, " It would be easier to just sew her lips shut."
Dhivael smirked then whispered in his ear "I thought you liked
screamers my h'levreinnye"
Tal gave Dhivael a hardened look, then pulled the back of her hair
and kissed her deeply. " Shut up unless I tell you got it." Tal
released her hair. ~ Remember ~ Tal thought to himself.
"D'Nal, Teillh and I will guard the Ambassador" Ael responded
giving then both harsh stares
Tal nodded at Ael's words, and grunted slightly. He then moved
Dhivael slightly away from him as he moved in position behind Ael.
A Cardassian Guard led the Romulans away and down the long stairs
to the Ambassadors cell
"I told you to keep your hands off him, he is mine and you know
it" a slap could be heard echoing down the corridor.
"Listen susse-thrai, he want's me, he doesn't want some stuck up
ex-noble susse-thrai" Dhivael replied with a slap of her own
The Guard turned around with his phaser drawn "break it up you
two"
Tal chuckled as the women fought. He leaned against the wall to
watch the action. As the guard moved closer to show the females he
meant it Tal slipped behind him, in a blinding move Tal grabbed
the guards head and twisted savagely. A loud snap could be heard
as his neck broke and the guard dropped backwards against Tal. Tal
took the guard and nodded to the women as he dragged him towards a
cell.
"Grab the Keys, time to get the Ambassador out" Ael commanded
Tal in his normal voice said, " Ie Rekkhai." As he continued to
drag the guard.
Dhivael picked up the Cardassians phaser rifle, "Time wasting,
Lets move" She kicked the dead guard and ran down the corridor to
the Ambassador's Cell
Once the door was opened Tal dragged the dead guard inside and
tossed him against a wall. Once he did that he took look out by
the door.
Dhivael and Ael Stepped in "Ambassador time to move out"
"You know how to use this?" Dhivael asked Ambassador Selessa,
holding out the Phaser Rifle
The Ambassador thought this was another dream. She was hurting so
she could hardly move but she struggled to her feet and "I am
ready"
Selessa realized this was for real "You bet I do, let us go " her
voice was strong and determined
Dhivael tossed Selessa the Rifle, "Lets go"
Selessa grabbed the rifle and followed him
Tal followed in suit taking up the rear. As he looked about to
ensure no one came from behind.
Selessa held the rifle at the ready she was hoping something would
show up that she could shoot.
Ael took point and crept up the Stairs "Once we are high enough
for the Transporter to pick up you will be beamed to the Ourai, we
want no unnecessary risks taking you with us" Ael informed her
Selessa knew enough to obey the Riov in this situation she nodded
her agreement.
Tal kept a tight hold on his disruptor, as they moved along. He
wanted to ensure nothing happened to the Ambassador or the others.
Selessa held the rifle steady as they crept up the stairs
They reached the top of the long stairs "Ambassador, we are able
to transport you out now"
Selessa nodded as she readied herself for transport , She handed
the rifle to one of the others.
Tal took a protective stance to ensure the Ambassador was shielded
if anyone came from behind.
Ael reviewed the message from her Chief of ops ~ Ready ~ Ael took
the Rifle "Wind to your wings ambassador"
Selessa turned to her and said, “Wind to your wings my rescuer”. *
~ Ready ~ Ael responded mentally then the Ambassador disappeared
in a shower of Green Transporter energy
As she vanished she wondered ~who were my rescuers I must make
sure they are properly acknowledged~
Off>
Joint Post
Selessa t'Llweii
Rihannsu Ambassador to
Python Sector
SBP PS
&
Khre'Riov Deletham tr'Sahen (also played Ael t'Radaik, Tafv i-Vloa
T'nor and Dhivael t'Aimne)
CO Romulan expeditionary force
CO Dhael'ehrie
Romulan expeditionary force
Python fleet
&
Khre’Arrain T'maekh tr'Radaik
Daise Dheno
Dhael'ehrie
Romulan expeditionary force
Python fleet
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Mission 11 - What are you doing on this ship?
(8/10/02 11:30:01 pm)
ON - USS James Cook
Ael and Dhivael strolled along the seemingly empty corridors of
the USS James Cook; they started to chat idyll "D'Nal is kind of
cute isn't he." Dhivael laughed nudging Ael with her elbow.
"I think he may be a Big boy in a man's body, a little too
innocent for my liking, but yes he was kind of cute" Ael replied
Shi had gathered her forces in Cargo Bay 4 as soon as she was sure
the Orions were gone. They had taken several women with them
including Capt. Veritas and The vang'raden Chiara. She gave the
rest their assignments in taking back the ship. Her and 4 Security
were heading for the bridge when they heard voices coming from the
intersecting corridor. Shi motioned her girls to hide in the
shadows the ship was on dim lighting until the voices came closer
they would leap out and overpower them before they could cry out.
"What were you talking to D'Nal about before he grabbed you like
that?" Ael playfully shoved Dhivael.
"That is for him to know and you to find out." Dhivael responded
with a giggle.
"Next time tone it down, My brother picked up on your mental
screaming, If he didn't realize what you were doing so quickly he
was about to have a security team bust down Yhea's door" Ael
giggled
"Oh elements he lives up to his name" Dhivael sighed contentedly
As the voices came closer Shi could have sworn they were speaking
in Rihannsu but they couldn't be she thought no more about it but
proceeded with her plans
Ael and Dhivael continues to giggle like school girls as they
patrolled
As they passed by Shi motioned Vail to take one and she would take
the other one. She took the one on her side of the corridor. She
crept out quietly and quickly encircled her neck with her strong
arm pulling back on her head she went into a crouch throwing her
opponent over her head. She landed hard on the deck. Shi jumped on
her and positioned her elbow against her throat so she could not
cry out or hardly breathe she had balled her hands into fist and
was ready to beat the Kllhe'mnhe out of her. She happened to look
down at her it couldn't be this female looked like her niece Ael
at the same time Ael recognized her and stared, both just stared
at each other.
~ Get off me susse-thrai ~ Ael yelled into Shi's mind
Shi moved off of her and then said "Who the Areinnye are you,
calling me a susse-thrai, this is my ship what are you doing here?
She realized something was wrong Beest she called to Vail who was
make good progress with beating Ael's partner
"Pretending to guard it, Shiarrael t'Radaik" Ael responded as she
stood up brushing herself off then she pushed Vail of Dhivael
“I have a whole force who are in the process of taking it back.”
Shi answered, and then she remembered Ael's rank and calmed down
Not feeling very lady like Ael snapped "What the Imirrhlhhse
happened to Rh'vaurek, where is he?"
Shi answered calmly and respectfully. When they took over the cook
they beamed the men to a cargo ship and left us in the Cargo hold.
I do not know what happened to them I wish to the Elements I did.
Ael grit her teeth and clenched her jaw, she took a deep breath
then let it go. "OK, how many of you are there?"
"They beamed off the rest of the women 2 days ago to a freighter.
I had been able to send around 40 women into hiding along with my
10 woman guards. So there are about 50 of us only around 30 are
Star Fleet the rest are civilians’ women and children they are
still hiding. The last thing they did was to beam the Captain the
vang'raden and several girls who had been selected as favorites to
an Orion ship”
"I'll take it you are the highest ranking officer left on the ship
right?" Ael said with a sigh
"Ie Rekkhai" Shi replied you are right I am"
"I'll send over a few of my crew to help bust this ship out.
Khre’riov tr'Sahen, and his security officers will be going back
to the Dhael'ehrie and they along with the Ourai will be escorting
you back to Starbase, they are somewhere on here also pretending
to patrol, also with them is Erei'Ssiebh Tafv i'Vloa T'nor, You do
know who he is right?" Ael asked
“Ie Rekkhai, I have heard of him. I have not met him, I know
Rh'vaurek knows him well.” Shi stopped for a moment she was
getting a message.
"Tafv is a long time friend of Rh'vaurek, and" Ael spits out the
next bit "Starr's father"
~ Sir the 3rd team has captured two mercenaries what should we do
with them? ~
Ael said "yes I know that Rekkhai I think we have a problem my 3rd
team has caught 2 mercenaries and are asking what to do with them.
They said they told them they were Kalabam and Mandukar, do you
know them?” Shi inquired.
Ael thought for a second ~ Kalabam and Mandukar? ~ "Deletham and
Tafv" Ael replied
Shi gasped ‘Oh no. Shall I tell them to release them Rekkhai?”
"Bring them here first" Ael replied "better to err on the side of
caution" She continued
"Ie Rekkhai" Shi sent back the message ~ bring them to post 4 ~
Within a couple of minutes the two girls bring two trussed up
males to post 4.
Shi recognizes Deletham right away. She hopes he does not
recognize her
Deletham looked at Ael then at Shi he locked eyes with Shi then
turned around and spat a remark at the female holding him "Is this
the only way you can keep a man, by tying him up?"
Krill walks up to Shi proudly thinking she has done a good job.
Shi dropped her eyes and wishes Krill would disappear
Tafv locks his gaze on Tafv "Shiarrael i-Ra'tleihfi t'Radaik, are
you going to tell these women to untie us?"
She told both girls to release their captives "they are friends"
the girls reluctantly untie the two men because Shi has ordered
them to do so, but they are not happy.
Deletham shrugged free "The Dhael’ehrie is in orbit, I believe it
is time to leave, If you got the Ambassador"
"Yes the Ambassador is on the Ourai" Ael responded "Shi do you
want my Tac Officer?"
Shi replied “Ie Rekkhai that is something I do not have” she is
growing a little angry at the looks Deletham and Tafv gave her.
After all she was only doing what she had been ordered to do and
also Ael's superior attitude she frowns. She looks haughtily at
Ael "Rekkhai what do you want us to do now it is apparent we are
not needed to take back the Cook, her tone is sarcastic
"Once you find HHirl and D'Nal, you have taken back the ship,
Congratulations erei'Riov"
Shi is stunned she did not expect this. Her anger fades she
receives a call from her other watch station. ~ We have two
intruders what shall we do with them Sir? ~ Shi spoke up "one of
my other teams has captured the last of your patrols. ~ Bring them
to post 4 trussed up. ~
In a few minutes the last two are pushed roughly up to post 4,
they are trussed up and apparently there was a real tussle neither
side looks too good. Shelly proudly walks up to Shi. "They won't
tell us their names but here they are Sir"
"Let them go, They are my crew" Deletham informed Shi
Shi gave Deletham and evil grin. "I can't do that they are
intruders on this ship and should be brigged. Unless you want to
take responsibility for them" She took out a PADD and hands it to
Deletham to sign
Deletham growled "Release them" ~ NOW!! ~
Shi grinned again "Sorry Sir this ship is under the control of
Security and they are intruders" she tries again to hand him the
PADD, the other girls are trying hard not to laugh, the She Dragon
is doing her thing. Shi stands tall and proud she is ASEC and this
is her ship, she has taken it back
"When, the time comes to go home, I'll have you kept at Erein for
your entire career, Let them go" Deletham snarled
Shi realizes she has overstepped her bounds. She replies humbly "Ie
Rekkhai" she turns to Shelly "release them" Shelly is reluctant
but she follows Shi's orders and unties both men
"Get your engines ready we leave now, the Dhael'ehrie will
distract them" Deletham informed Shi
Shi sent a telepathic message ~ Have the engineers ready the
engines for departure. ~
~ Aye Sir they are ready. ~ Shi received
She turned to Deletham and respectfully said, "Rekkhai engines are
ready for departure"
"Good, Set a course for the border, go at Maximum Warp, you should
reach it in 6 hours, but do not move until you see the Dhael'ehrie
and the Ourai attack, and the Spoonhead warships have moved to
engage us. Make sure you raise shields as soon as Ael’s Tactical
officer beams aboard. A couple of PSID ships will escort you to
Federation space, we will meet you just at Starbase, Wind to your
wings Shiarrael t'Radaik"
“I will wait until the TAC Officer arrives then raise shields and
wait until the Dhael'ehrie and the Ourai attack. I will then
engage at Maximum warp and head for the border” Shi repeated
"Please escort us to the transporter room, I have a Ship waiting
for my commands"
Shi sends the other guards to the bridge then she escorts the team
to the Transporter room
Ael and Dhivael stand on the Transporter pad tapping her comm
badge "t'Radaik to Ourai two to beam up" they disappear in a
shimmer of transporter energy an in their place stood a tall
Rihannsu male, "Arrain tr'Lhoaell Ourai CTAC reporting for duty"
The Dhael’ehrie crew Stood on the Transporter pad Deletham
finished setting the coordinates then stepped on to the pad
"Energize"
Shi turned to the CTAC "follow me Arrain" she said as she sent a
mental message to the bridge to have shields raised.
Bridge>
Shi walked onto the bridge and sat in the Command chair she turned
to the Arrain "Take the TAC station run diagnostics to determine
the status of weapons" She sat back in the chair "Helm set a
course for the border Maximum Warp on my command"
Yhea ran a quick diagnostic on the offensive and defensive systems
"All seem to be fully operational Rekkhai"
Shi nodded she sent a mental message to Engineering, ~ Prepare on
my command to go to Maximum Warp and sustain for at least 6 hours.
Run diagnostics on the core report findings to me. ~
10 mins later ~ Sir Core is operating at 99% efficiency we will
have no trouble sustaining Max Warp for 6+ hours. ~
Now that the ship was ready the wait began
Dhael'ehrie bridge>
Deletham marched onto the bridge "Go to Red alert, Battle
stations"
The Ship became a hive of activity as Deletham strode over to the
Command Chair
Ael saluted then quickly moved over to the XO seat
Deletham returned her salute, then sat in the command chair then
looked over to Ael, fire burned in his eyes "It is time we show
the Cobra Consortium that we are not to be messed with, we will
not be Blackmailed, and we do not give in to demands."
Ael nodded ~ This is my Deletham the way he used to be. I welcome
him back. ~ She looked around at the bridge crew she knew they had
heard and were thinking the same thing she was. Their pace had
picked up as they moved from task to task efficiently.
"Helm, Bring us about and set us on a direct course for the
nearest Cardassian Warship, Tac, when I give the order Drop cloak
and give her every thing we've got" Deletham ordered confidently
Helm replied smartly "Ie Rekkhai direct course for the nearest
Cardassian Warship"
TAC placed his hand on the control for the cloak. His weapons were
hot and ready
The Cardassian Ship was dead in the sights of the Dhael'ehrie,
Deletham grinned like a predator stalking his prey then he
whispered "Live fast, Fly high, Fight hard, Die well"
OFF
Khre’riov Deletham tr’Sahen (as Ael t’Radaik, and Tafv –Vloa T’nor
and Ourai NPC's)

CO Romulan expeditionary force
CO Dhael’ehrie
Romulan expeditionary force
Python fleet
&
erei’Riov Ael t’Sahen (Also Dhael'ehrie NPC's)
XO Romulan expeditionary force
XO Dhael’ehrie
Romulan expeditionary force
Python fleet
&
erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t’Radaik (Also Cook NPC's)
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division |
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mission11 - There Are No Secrets-
(8/11/02 12:46:20 pm)
On>
Corridor>
Tarmis walked away from the ready room, he followed the guard
closely. After a short time the guard stopped in front of some
quarters. He gestured to the door and said, " This is where your
crew quarters start. Please do not leave without an escort Sir."
Tarmis looked at the guard the walked inside, he said, " Thank
you" as the door shut behind him. Tarmis looked about the
quarters, " Hello? It is Capt. Jeram."
Lt. George Edderly stepped out of the head and straightened his
uniform. Upon seeing the XO in his quarters, he stiffened to
attention. "Sir!"
Tarmis smiled somewhat, " At ease Lt. this isn't business. I
wanted to see the crew and ensure everyone is getting along fine.
How are you fairing Lt.?" Tarmis asked as he removed his pips, to
show he was serious.
Edderly relaxed and gestured to a seat. "Have a seat, Sir. I do
have some concerns."
Tarmis walked over to a nearby chair and slowly sat down. It felt
strange the softness of the chair, when he had gotten so used to
the hard ground. Tarmis gave a warm smile, " Please go on Lt, that
is what I am here for to ensure any concerns are gone over."
"Edderly brought a couple mugs of hot tea to the table and sat
down, cupping his hands around the mug as he sipped. The hot mug
was comforting. "Well, Sir. I am a bit concerned about these
people that keep showing up around Captain Rafe. He says they are
old friends, but not a whole lot more about them makes sense.
First this Kimarhi fellow shows up on Starbase, and then Yuna and
LuLu show up here. None of them can explain how they got here."
Tarmis took a sip of his tea, as he nodded his head. " I agree
with that Lt, I know little more than you on that specific
subject. Capt. Oosha has not informed me of anything about them.
Although that is not entirely surprising in light of recent
events."
"I would advise keeping an eye on them. We don't know if any of
them are a threat or what their abilities are, if you know what I
mean." Edderly waved his fingers in the air like he was doing a
magic trick.
Tarmis allowed a small chuckle to escape his mouth, then took a
long sip of tea. He felt it's hot liquid warm and comfort his body
from the inside. He smiled as he looked at Edderly, " I had
planned on doing my best to keep a watchful eye over then Lt.
However at this present time they are confined to quarters as
everyone else. Well I should say as far as I know they are. Did
you by chance see or over hear anything which may have raised your
suspicions about these creatures Lt?"
"I just don't like the way they just suddenly appeared saying they
were from Spira and being "old friends"," Edderly signed quotes as
he said this, "of the Captain.
Edderly frowned in his cup, then looked up at Jeram. "No
disrespect, intended, Sir. I like the man, and I respect him,
especially since he has been helping me. But I don't understand
this magic stuff. It gives me the creeps."
Tarmis sat his cup on his lap as he listened to Edderly's ever
word, as he finished Tarmis took a deep breath. " I completely
understand Lt, but you have to remember magic is usually only the
word others use when they can not explain something in normal
terms. Those people could have beamed down from a ship just to see
Rafe once again or it all could have been some strange plan
someone else has. We just do not know. One thing is for sure
thought Lt. those beings will be under a careful eye while they
are with us."
Edderly nodded; satisfied the XO had heard him out. He gave Jeram
a strange look, thought a minute, then spoke," Sir, I came across
some information you should know."
Tarmis gave Edderly a nod, " What is it Lt? You can share anything
with me." Tarmis said.
Edderly set his mug down and walked over to the small console in
his quarters. "I did some checking, Sir. Well this was locked up
tighter than a Virgin, so I did some...hacking."
Tarmis chuckled, " I never heard that last part Lt., but the
information you came by, what is it?" Tarmis smiled widely.
Edderly typed in his acquired codes and brought up the latest
Intel on the James Cook. "See, here? Reports coming in
continually. The Cook is at Ladsius. It appears Ladsius is the
stronghold of C.O.B.R.A. It looks like the Romulans are planning
to spring the Cook, and that erie’Riov t'Radaik has a take over
crew hidden on the Cook. Also looks like there is some evidence
that the Counselor was compromised and may not be fully
responsible for her actions in sabotaging the ship."
Tarmis stared wide-eyed at the screen before. For a long moment he
could only reread the information, as it sank into his mind.
Tarmis looked up from the screen in surprise, " How many people
know about this information Lt?" Tarmis voice slightly concerned.
Edderly shrugged. "Not many, I guess. These are Intel records.
They don't share much with anybody."
Tarmis bit his lip in thought, " Download a copy of this to two
padds, I will secure one while you ensure the safety of the other.
I always prefer to have too many copies floating around than not
enough. I will have to contemplate what the next move should be
then."
Edderly rose and went to a wall panel in which he had hidden a
couple of small PADD's he had lifted as they were taken to their
quarters. He brought them to the consol and downloaded the
information to both, handing one to Jeram. "Oh, By the Way Sir. I
accessed the structure of this ship. Starfleet isn't very
inventive, it seems. The Jeffrie's tubes are identical to Decks
one through 16 on the Cook...should you wish to get around without
the guards." He smirked.
Tarmis smirked wildly, then his mouth returned to normal. " Thank
you Lt, but that really isn't an option for myself. I will no
doubt be under constant surveillance from now on. How ever a
certain Lt, specially one with Intel background would be smart to
take a look about when ever he could." Tarmis said then gave
Edderly a wink.
"Understood, Sir." Edderly nodded.
Tarmis tucked the padd away so it was unseen. " I should be
checking in on the other crew now Lt, unless you would like to
chat some more?" Tarmis asked in a sincere voice.
"No, Sir. That is all I have for now." Edderly said crisply.
Tarmis smirked then patted Edderly on the back, " Carrying on Lt.
and may Lisius watch over and protect you." Tarmis stopped after
he realized he said it then shrugged it off as he exited Edderly's
quarters, followed closely by a guard.
Edderly waited till the door closed, then hid the PADD in the wall
panel. He began laying out his patrol through the Jeffries' tubes
in his mind.
OFF>
JP
Lt. George Edderly
IO USS James Cook
&
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Capt. Tarmis Jeram

Executive Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A |
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MIssion 11: Rescuing the Cook
(8/11/02 4:00:59 pm)
ON> Dhael'ehrie bridge
Deletham sat in the command chair, eyes glued to the viewscreen,
watching the Cardassian warship. Shifting slightly in the chair "Gonaiih,
commence attack run." Deletham ordered, with fist clenched and
fire burning in his eyes heart and soul
On IKV Talon>
HoS'qul sat in the ready room going over reports from the High
Council. It appeared they believed the Federation was siding
Cobra. HoS'qul tossed the PADD across the room in disgust. He
retrieved a Raktajino from the replicator and sat back down, glad
May'bom was at the center chair.
May'Bom hit the com, "Totlh to the bridge!"
HoS'qul quickly stomped out and took the center chair, " Report"
He bellowed as he sat down.
"Incoming information! The James Cook is in C.O.B.R.A. hands and
it is attempting to make a getaway! The Dhael'ehrie and another
Romulan ship are trying to fend off the enemy! It is the Ourai,
Rh'vaurek's ship!" She added.
HoS'qul smiled widely as he ground his teeth, " Inform the Romulan
vessel where we stand. Follow them in and open fire just after
they do. Uncloak just before we fire!"
"Lu' qaH!" Maybom exclaimed and nodded to the communications
officer.
Dhael'ehrie >
"Gonaiih, distance to target?" Deletham ordered as much as asked
"Ten Thousand Kilometers and closing fast!"
"Tac, drop cloak and fire, NOW!!" Deletham Shouted
Ourai >
Ael Stood at the tac console, she loved standing there and being
in command, she grinned as she saw the disturbance in space the
Dhael'ehrie Decloaking and unleashing a fearsome volley of torpedo
and phaser fire on the unprepared Galor
IKV Talon>
Just as the Dhael’ehrie uncloaked and fired, the Talon did the
same, adding its own disruptor cannons to the fire power.
HoS'qul unable to control his pride at being in battle again stood
and clenched his fist as he shook it at the enemy before them. "
Cobra pieces of meat, die all of you!"
May'Bom rose from her seat and growled, "Totlh, your place!" She
ran to the secondary weapons console.
HoS'qul tossed May'bom a look over his shoulder, which said he was
doing what he loved once again. He sat back down in his chair, but
slid to it's edge as the battle progressed.
Ourai>
"Rekkhai, we are being hailed, by the Cardassian in charge" the
Communications officer announced
"On Screen" Ael Ordered. The Cardassian image appeared on screen
Ael yelled at him "Imirrhlhhse’hr!!" then had the screen cut out
May'Bom's hands hovered over the controls, watching both HoS'qul
and the Weapons Officer.
USS Cook>
Shi watched the battle on the viewscreen as the Dhael'Ehrie and
the Ourai battled the Cardassian Galor. She had been told to wait
until they were engaged by Cardassian vessels so she waited
obediently. She wondered who the other ship was. It was a Klingon
Ship!
IKV Talon>
HoS'qul waited till he could wait no more, " Degh bring him about,
May'bom when in range fire everything you have at the first
Cardassian bucket of meat we hit. QumpIn tell Rh'vaurek an old
Klingon warrior came to save his butt." HoS'qul laughed at the end
of his statement.
May'Bom glared at the screen, then at the proximity sensors. One
thousand Kellicams, 750 kellicams...baH!" She hit the controls and
a satisfying barrage of cannon fire appeared on each side of the
forward screen and hit the vessel point blank!
On the Cook Shi noticed other Cardassian galors coming in to join
the battle
Deletham yelled "Hard to Port" and the Dhael'ehrie screamed as it
made a sharp left turn to avoid an in coming volley of torpedoes,
the Dhael’ehrie shuddered a little as they grazed the shields
"Starboard shields down to 91% Rekkhai!"
Deletham growled "How dare they scratch the paint work, Return
fire!!"
the Tac officer returned fire letting loose the plasma torpedo,
followed up with point blank phaser fire "Rekkhai, Their hull
integrity is down to 87%"
"Helm, Bring us about, lets send them to the Areinnye they
deserve" Deletham firmly ordered
"Ie, Rekkhai"helm replied as the ship gracefully turned allowing a
free shot on the unprotected flank of the Galor "FIRE!!!" Deletham
yelled as several quantum torpedoes sped forth into the hull of
her opponent, blowing it into space debris.
Cook>
On the cook Shi and her crew cheered, but Shi kept a watchful eye
on the approaching COBRA ships.
"Hey, there's something going on!" Hogah whispered. Let's go see!"
He led Marina up the Jeffries' tubes till they finally got to the
bridge. They came to a grate that was near the floor in a wall and
peered out. They could see the screen and most of the officers.
With wide eyes they watched the meager crew engage in battle!
Shi watched. The other ships were more interested in the
DhaelEhrie and the Ourai and the strange Klingon ship.
IKV Talon>
HoS'qul noticed the torpedoes head for the galor, he yelled " Come
around." The Talon spun sharp and quickly sped off to avoid the
flying debris of the galor ship. The shock wave slightly rocked
the Talon as the soared to the Cardassian ships joining the
battle. HoS'qul quickly measured his choices, " Degh begin HoS'qul
4." The degh looked over his shoulder then keyed in the commands.
A moment later the Talon spun over head of the galor ships then in
a lightning move dove straight between them. Their disruptors
missed and fired upon one another as the Talon swooped down then
back up releasing a volley of torpedo and disruptor fire upon both
galors.
Cook >
Shi issued the order "Helm take us out of here Max Warp Engage"
The ship moved out of orbit at Max Warp and sped for the border.
As they did the 3 Intel ships joined them 1 on either side of the
ship and 1 behind them.
Hogah looked at Marina, his mouth open. "We are leaving?" He
whispered. "But it was just getting good!"
Ourai >
The Ourai screamed through the battlefield letting loose with it's
own impressive armament. Ael grit her teeth in determination as
she fired, easily obliterating the newcomer to the battlefield
"Told them I would blow their Kllhe'mnhe out of space" she laughed
menacingly with fire burning in her eyes
IKV Talon>
HoS'qul peered over his shoulder, " May'bom send the to whatever
Grethor they believe in." HoS'qul knew the ships would not fair
much longer.
With a shout of glee, May'Bom hit the controls and fired a stream
of disruptor fire at the vessel and the Talon danced and bobbed
among the C.O.B.R.A. Ships!
Cook >
Hogah turned to Marina somewhat disappointed, " Darn we Never get
to see the action." He said then chuckled.
Marina just looked at Hogah, frozen in fright!
Marina slipped her arms around Hogah and buried her face in his
chest.
Hogah unsure of what else to do blushed bright red as he held
Marina tightly.
Hogah smiled widely as he for some unknown reason grabbed her and
hugged her tightly. " Now we are safe Marina" Hogah said in a
sweet tone.
Shi kept a wary eye on the viewscreen to the rear making sure they
were not being followed but all was clear they were clear
Dhael’ehrie>
The Dhael'ehrie soared , weaving through the debris of the battle,
Deletham noticed one Galor breaking of from the battle and start
out to the direction of the Cook "After them!!" Deletham ordered,
and again like a bird in flight, she swooped after her prey
"Fire!" Deletham Ordered with a low growl, plasma and quantum
torpedoes shot off into space after their target, one by one they
again slammed into the ship, making short work of the inferior
Cardassian ship.
Cook>
Shi had seen the ship starting to head in their direction. Then
the Dhael'Ehrie swooped down on her like an eagle after its prey
and caught it in lieu of its mighty talons and destroyed it with
her fire. Again the crew cheered.
IKV Talon>
HoS'qul pounded the arm of his chair in pride as, as the two
Cardassian vessels began to show numerous breaches. HoS'qul felt
the end was near and like a predator about to strike and kill his
target he shouted, " Degh about, May'bom full power all weapons,
BAH at both buckets." HoS'qul shouted.
"Die! You dishonorable Dogs!" She screamed as she fired both
cannons in a continuous stream, cutting through the vessels like
they were paper!.
HoS'qul howled as he hit his fist against the arm chair console,
and smashed it. He yelled, " May Grethor reach up and tear your
souls across eternity you rabid piece of meat.!"
Dhael’ehrie>
"Send a message to the Ourai and our Klingon helpers "I believe we
have over stayed our welcome, perhaps it best we now escort the
USS James Cook back to Starbase"
"Message sent Rekkhai" the Communications officer reported
IKV Talon>
HoS'qul heard the message come across the comm, he leaned back, "
Begin repairs, May'bom take your station and Degh follow them in.
We have won another glorious battle."
Ourai>
"Helm, after the Cook, Maximum warp," Ael announced. "Engage!"
OFF
Joint Post
Marina Turrel
&
Hogah Jeram
&
May'bom House of Qoval
Klingon Intelligence
IKV Talon
&
HoS'qul House Qoval
Klingon Intelligence
IKV Talon
&
Khre'Riov Deletham tr'Sahen (Also as Ael t'Radaik, Leih Ourai)
CO Romulan expeditionary force
CO Dhael'ehrie
Romulan expeditionary force
Python fleet
&
erei'Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t'Radaik
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship - Command Division
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mission11 - A Night At The Movies -
(8/11/02 5:45:15 pm)
ON > Jeffries' tube, behind the grate on the bridge.
Marina's face was buried in Hogah's chest and she murmured, "Can
we go home now, Hogah?"
Hogah smiled, " Of course we can Marina. I will walk you back and
stay till your parents come home." Hogah scratched his head. "
That is if you want me too." His cheeks started to turn a shade of
red.
Marina's eyes filled with tears. "Can I stay at your place? It's
too scary with Mother and Father gone."
Hogah smirked, " Sure, oh but I forgot. You aren't afraid of
animals are you?" Hogah asked.
"Animals? What kind of animals?" Marina asked, not too sure she
wanted to know.
Hogah's smile stretched from ear to ear, " Dratya is a Khafiri
shogol, a breed of, uh dad called them drago houn, yeah dragon
hounds. When the bad guys came I hid him, and he is prolly real
hungry and wants to play."
"A...Dragon hound? Is he mean?" She asked, her eyes wide.
Hogah shook his head, " No Dratya is a big cuddly baby unless you
bad, that is why I didn't let him out they woulda killed him for
attackin them."
Marina swallowed hard as she followed Hogah to a large Jeffries'
tube where they could stand up. "I hope he don't think I'm bad."
Hogah shook his head as he took Marina's hand, and looked into her
eyes, " He knows good hearted people when he sees them, trust me
Marina." Hogah said as they exited the tubes and entered the Jeram
quarters. Hogah smiled as he went to a nearby console and opened
it up. A deep bark could be heard over Hogah's laughter as Dratya
pounced and played with him.
Marina covered her mouth as she giggled.
Dratya heard Marina's giggles and playfully jumped on her, he
knocked her backwards and barked as he jumped about and licked her
face. Hogah walked over laughing as he dropped down and played
with Dratya and Marina.
Marina squealed as the creature licked her face with a big warm
tongue!
Hogah laughed as they continued to play, he suddenly sat up and
rolled Dratya on his back as he looked at Marina and said, "
Dratya loves his belly scratched like this. " Hogah scratched
Dratya's belly and as he did the hounds’ tail thumped loudly
against the floor, and knocked over a small statue Tarmis had on a
nearby table.
Marina crawled over to the fallen statue and picked the pieces up
in her hand. "He broke it." She said.
Hogah giggled as he removed a small bottle and walked over to her,
he quickly placed drops of liquid on the pieces and put them back
together. After a moment he pointed to the old cracks in the
statue, " Shh not the first time." Hogah said with a wink. Then
Hogah retrieved a bowl of food and water from the replicator. As
he sat them Down Dratya bounced over and began to eat. Hogah
stepped up next to Marina again, " Well what should we do now?
Watch the imager?" Hogah asked
"Yeah!" She exclaimed! "I wanna see something scary. You got
something scary?"
Hogah stuck his tongue out of his mouth as he thought, " Hey I got
Revenge Of The Andorian Zombies. Dad never likes me watching
that." Hogah chuckled as he took Marina's hand and led her to the
couch. As she sat down Hogah quickly got a bowl of popcorn and a
blanket in case she got cold. Hogah plopped down on the couch next
to her as the movie started and offered her the bowl and the
blanket.
The movie started off dumb enough with archeologists opening this
old tomb. "That is SO stupid, going into a tomb, cause they got
warned..Don’t go in there!" Marina laughed.
Hogah chuckled as he looked at Marina, then pointed to the screen.
" But watch this second part." The imager was on 3D mode, when the
first zombie jumped out of the dark grave it appeared like it was
coming out of the screen.
Marina let out a big scream and buried herself in the blanket,
with her head on Hogah's shoulder!
Hogah smiled as he put his arm slowly about her. He gently brushed
off popcorn, which had flown about them. " It's ok, you want me to
turn off the 3D mode?" Hogah asked, as he felt his cheeks get
extremely hot.
Marina's muffled voice could be heard in the blanket. "No." She
peeked out from the blanket, with one eye, then hid again as the
next Zombie jumped out!
Hogah smiled, as he slouched down some and kept his arm about
Marina. Hogah slid under the blanket then put the popcorn on his
lap. " Ok we can watch the movie like this if you want." Hogah
said, with a slight inflection in his voice.
Marina tucked the blanket under her chin and kept it ready to hide
under when the next scary part came. She reached over and grabbed
some popcorn, just as Hogah had his hand in the bag. Quickly she
snatched her hand out of the bag, glanced at Hogah then blushed.
'Sorry," She said.
Hogah's cheeks burned, as he looked about unsure. He tried to
stammer out, " Tha That's ok. Here ladies first Dad said." Hogah
offered the popcorn, just as a scary zombie he had forgot about
jumped forth. He jumped slightly from the monster and sent more
popcorn flying about. Hogah looked at Marina, then giggled
nervously, " Sorry."
Marina had popcorn in her hair and there was popcorn all over the
blanket. She started to giggle, and giggled through the next scary
part.
She giggled even louder when Dratya came over and started to
gobble the scattered popcorn up!
Hogah grabbed a piece of popcorn from her hair, just before Dratya
got it. He tossed it in his mouth, then giggled, " Hmm tastes
pretty good." Hogah laughed as Dratya finished licking Marina's
face and hair. " Well that is really sharing a snack" Hogah
giggled some more.
While the pet was mauling the kids, a gruesome scene appeared on
the movie. A Zombie was tearing apart a scientist and eating him.
Marina got very quiet when she spotted the vid. Slowly she slid
down and covered her face with the blanket, except for her eyes,
watching with horrified fascination. "Ewwww" she whispered.
Hogah looked at the screen, then slid under himself. He remembered
the crazed people on Solotec and the things they had done to one
another. As the scene ended he looked into Marina's eyes, " I uh
was looking for more popcorn" He said sheepishly.
Marina stuttered, "S...so was I." She felt around for the bag,
then blushed as she found the lap, but no bag. The Dratya was
holding the bag between his paws, happily licking the butter from
inside the now-empty bag.
Hogah held his breath as he looked at Marina's hand, he didn't
know what to say or do as a small tent formed under the blanket.
Hogah remembered seeing people do things like that on Solotec, but
now he was scared and nervous. His insides shook as he looked into
Marina's eyes. Hogah leaned over and kissed Marina's cheek, as his
cheek seemed to burn like they were on fire.
Marina, being the child of scientists, was not totally ignorant
about what was happening to Hogah. His kiss made her blush dark
gray and she put her hands primly in her own lap. Then she looked
at him, right into his eyes, a little afraid, but wanting him to
kiss her again.
Hogah still leaned forward, his eyes danced across her pretty face
as Hogah searched for an answer or a sign. He leaned closer to
Marina, praying he would somehow be able to kiss her again.
Marina suddenly felt something new, something inside her, not fear
exactly, anticipation. She raised her chin, watching him very
carefully.
Hogah closed his eyes as his lips began to touch hers, a strange
sense of ripples rumbled through his stomach and his entire body.
Hogah reveled in the new and exciting sensations, until a large
wet tongue dragged across both of their faces, and the strong
hound breath could be smelt.
Marina flinched back and wiped her face with the back of her hand,
"EWWWW!" Nasty breathe!
Hogah chuckled, as Dratya jumped in between them. The hound looked
back and forth as if too say, " No No, kiss me." Then lapped it's
tongue over Marina and Hogah. Hogah shook his head, " I am sorry
Marina, uh maybe we should uh finish the movie, unless well?"
Hogah's words trailed off.
Marina giggled. "Dratya can protect us!" She wrapped her arms
around the wiggling pet and dragged him to lay between them.
Hogah smiled widely as he put his arm about Dratya and rested his
hand gently over Marina's. A twinkle sparkled in his eyes as he
looked at Marina then back to the movie.
OFF>
Joint Post
Marina Turrel
&
Hogah Jeram (Npc'd Dratya)
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Mission 11 Mission completed - Successfully
(8/11/02 9:49:26 pm)
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ON> Bridge of the Thunderchild
Capt Wynn was in the Command Chair she was watching the viewscreen
and thinking ~how am I going to explain to Arla the 2nd distress
call~
Lt. Higgins stood at the Science console "Sir, I am picking up a
mixed fleet on long range sensors, four Federation ships, two
Romulan ships and a Klingon, heading away from Ladsius towards
Starbase at high warp" he announced
Jaden "Can you identify any of them?"
"Set course to intercept" ~I had better investigate they are
heading for Starbase~.
"The SS Stingray, SS Orion, SS T'Raina, Dhael'ehrie and...... USS
James Cook" Higgins announced
Jaden nodded the Stingray, Orion and T'Raina were Intel ships so
this meant they were an escort for the Cook unless it was a Cobra
trick.
"Approach with caution when we get within range of them" Jaden
ordered Helm
"Weapons on standby" she ordered TAC
"Aye sir." Both officers replied
As they rapidly closed the distance between them the 7 points of
light on the viewscreen took on the shape of ships.
"Sir" Higgins spoke up "you may not believe this but one of the
ships is a hundred years old Romulan Bird of Prey"
Jaden could not figure this one out. She hit her comm badge "ereiRiov
tr'Radaik to the bridge"
Higgins tried to Stifle a laugh if this was a Cobra trick they
were getting desperate.
Moments later Rh'vaurek was escorted onto the bridge by Security
"Sir you called for me" Rh'vaurek stood tall in a newly replicated
uniform.
Jaden looked at him and recognized him she turned to ops magnify
screen and pinpoint last ship in the fleet"
She turned to Rh'vaurek "identify what that last ship is. what
class Romulan ship is it? and how old is it?"
"Bird of Prey" Rh'vaurek replied "I can not remember the exact
date it left drydock but is about a hundred and twenty years old,
It is called the Ourai, the commanding officer is Ael t'Radaik"
"You want any more details?" Rh'vaurek inquired
"No" Jaden replied I was just confirming what I was told thank you
Rh'vaurek it is good to see you again."
Cook bridge>
Shi had been watching the approach of the Intel ship. Why were
they trying to intercept them? She had already ordered caution and
weapons on standby it could be a COBRA trick.
As they reached comm range she ordered "Hail them"
Thunderchild bridge>
They had come within comm range Jaden ordered "Hail them"
"Sir, We are being hailed by the USS James Cook" The
communications officer announced
Jaden shrugged and ordered "ON Screen"
The screen turned black and then showed the Image of a female
ereiRiov in a Romulan uniform. She spoke in standard "I am
ereiRiov t'Radaik of the USS Cook. you have intercepted our
convoy. Identify yourself
Thunderchild bridge
Jaden spoke "This is Capt Jaden Wyn of the Thunderchild. Is this
the USS James Cook?
She turned and beckoned to Rh'vaurek to approach the screen.
"Shi"
Shi saw Rh'vaurek standing there and her heart almost stopped. She
maintained her dignity and composure as she had been trained to
do. "Yes this is the USS James Cook."
she sent a mental message ~Oh Rh'vaurek I am so glad to see you I
feared you were dead~
Jaden realized something was going on and she put two and two
together. She turned to Rh'vaurek she is your wife is this
correct?"
"Yes" Rh'vaurek smiled for the first time in a long time
Shi smiled too.
Jaden looked at both of them. "erieRiov" she addressed Shi. "I
seem to have a problem we picked up some males the other day after
we received a distress call. They seem to feel their home is on
the USS Cook would you be able to provide accommodations for
them?" She smiled at Shi.
Shi almost shouted you bet I would but she bit that back and
instead said in her calm cool voice. I am sure we could
accommodate them. I will have the coordinates transferred to your
transporter chief. You can start beamover at your convenience."
Jaden smiled again "I do not believe these men will wait that
long. As soon as my Transporter chief has the coordinates we will
commence the beamout."
Shi smiled we will be waiting for them. The screen went blank.
Jaden turned and tapped her comm badge "Capt Jeram to the bridge
NOW."
Tarmis was escorted onto the bridge with Security "Sir, Captain
Jeram" They announced.
Jaden looked at him "I want you to prepare your people for
immediate beamover to the USS James Cook.
She pointed to the viewscreen so he could see it.
"Yes captain, Immediately" Tarmis replied with a smile.
Jaden smiled at him then turned to Orion who had just come on the
bridge "Go with him Cmdr and make sure everything goes smoothly."
She settled back in the Command chair and breathed a sigh of
relief ~mission completed successfully
OFF>
erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik (also played NPC's)
CTAC/OPS Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division
erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t’Radaik
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division
Capt Jaden Wyn
CO SS Thunderchild
Flagship PSID
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Mission 11 - What Goes Around, Comes Around, Pt. 2
(8/12/02 4:36:46 am)
On> The Orion Ship.
Proving to get away from the rest of the Orion fleet was not going
to be an easy task. The ships that surrounded the vessel that Rafe
had commandeered with the help of Chiara Domina represented the
best that the Keldon’nar Cartel had to offer. It was a fair mix of
Orion, Klingon, Lyran and Mirak ships, all either bought on the
black market or outright stolen.
What remained of the bridge crew remained obscenely cooperative in
the face of severe punishment from Rafe had they even thought of
giving the ruse away. Rafe watched silently while Chiara used her
medical abilities to see to the injuries both physical and mental
of the ‘favorites’.
“Cap’n Rafe, there are some new ships inbound… can’t tell what
they be.” A pirate at the sensor station reported.
“On screen.” Rafe ordered.
The viewscreen shifted to a view of seven pristine ships, all haze
gray in color and graceful in design.
“What be these?” The Orion helmsman asked.
“Migichinan.” Rafe replied.
The seven Draesoneth class battle cruisers approached the Orion
fleet and started to engage. The Orion fleet began to break apart,
hoping that the 2 to 1 odds that they had in their favor would
overwhelm the Migichinan warships, but as the Migichinan began
their assault, those odds would quickly start to diminish under
the superior Migichinan firepower.
“Hail the lead Migichinan ship, NOW!” Rafe barked.
The screen shifted to something that took Rafe by surprise.
Someone Rafe did not expect to see. Lord Prime Zendista McKenna
peered back at him.
“Rafe Oosha… a pleasure to see you again. Now tell me: Is this
some kind of Federation intel mission you’re on, or have you gone
pirate on us?” The Lord Prime asked.
“No sir. This was a rescue mission. Several James Cook crew
members were taken prisoner by the Keldon’nar. We were looking for
a way to escape from the Orion fleet. Thankfully, you’ve shown
up.” Rafe said.
“Fall back. I’ll cover you.” McKenna ordered as he cut the
channel. The image switched to a view of the MNV Draesoneth
breaking through the battle and coming in front of the Orion ship
to give Rafe and company the cover they needed to get away.
The battle had already taken a turn for the worse for the
Keldon’nar. The Orion ships were all either crippled or destroyed
while the C7 class Klingon battle cruiser were barely holding
their own. The one Lyran built ship had already fled, using the
fireball of an exploding Mirak ship as cover. Almost as soon as it
began, it was over.
Rafe turned to the helmsman. “Set an intercept course for the
James Cook and engage.” Rafe looked at the tactical display. The
freighter carrying the rest of the James Cook women was now being
escorted by Migichinan Destroyers and was already enroute to the
Cook.
Rafe turned to Chiara. “You have the bridge, Counselor. If any of
the Orions misbehave, kill them.” He ordered.
“Aye sir.” Domina replied.
Rafe left the bridge to begin a sweep of the crew compartments.
All but one of the favorites had been accounted for. Using a
tricorder, he quickly found the last one. He stopped at the door
and could heat moaning and heavy breathing from inside. He drew
his Tyrusian sword and activated the “Power Break” skill and
shoved the sword through the control panel. The door slid open to
reveal an Orion on top of a human woman… one of the last of the
favorites.
Rafe walked in as the Orion quickly withdrew from the woman. He
picked up a Romulan dagger on his nightstand and charged at Rafe.
The samurai sidestepped, taking the Orion by the hand with the
dagger. Using a Jeet Kune Do technique, he disarmed the Orion and
took control of the Romulan Dagger. From inside his kimono, he
pulled out three throwing knives and hurled them at the Orion,
pinning him to the wall.
Rafe leaned down to face the Orion with dagger in hand. “Farwell.”
He said, cutting the Orion’s throat. Blood poured from the
pirate’s neck as Rafe cleaned the blade on the pirate’s sleeve. He
turned to the woman who was still naked on the bed.
“Are you hurt?” He asked.
“Only my pride is injured, sir… I kinda got used to the treatment
and went along with it… hoping someone like you would save me.”
She said. “Umm… I’m kinda out of uniform, sir.” She said, trying
to preserve her humor. It was the only thing she had left.
Rafe took off his kimono and draped it around her shoulders.
“Come. Chiara will check you over.”
“Isn’t she a traitor?” The officer asked.
“That remains to be seen.” Rafe said. Chiara had given no
indication to him that she had turned, but the stories still hung
about. He would look into the matter once everyone was safe. Rafe
led the woman out of the quarters that smelled of sex and know of
death.
Off>
Capt. Rafe Oosha

Chief Intelligence Officer
USS James Cook NCC-2098-A
"Wisdom begins in wonder."
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Mission 11: A Crateful of Women
(8/12/02 7:32:28 am)

On > Orion Freighter
The Orions previously manning the freighter were locked away in a
wardroom and the door guarded by two of the women from the James
Cook. The only place big enough to hold nearly 500 women was the
cargo bay, so they took turns using the wardrooms, manning the
bridge, and using the facilities.
On the bridge, the Communication officer announced, “Lieutenant, I
am picking up subspace communications from the Cook!”
Lt. Sarah Bernt, TAC officer, shifted in the captain’s chair.
“Hail the Cook, on screen.”
The familiar, but tired face of Captain Tarmis Jeram appeared on
the forward screen.
“Lt. Sarah Bernt commanding the Orion Freighter Luxatar. It’s good
to see you again, Sir!”
Jeram grinned, “I see you found the other half of the crew.” He
looked behind her, to a bridge staffed with women.
“Yes, Sir. Captain Rafe appeared out of nowhere and helped us
commandeer the freighter. The Orion crew have been detained.” She
answered.
“Let me speak to the Captain.” He said.
“I’m sorry, Sir. He…well…he..left.” She waved her hands in the
air.
“Ah. I see, one of his disappearing acts. All right, then. I am
transmitting our vector now. Meet us enroute and bring the
freighter into Starbase Python. As soon as you are along side,
beam the extra crew back. We could use some help here.” Jeram
said.
“Understood, Sir. Receiving vector now. Expected time to
intercept..” She glanced over at her nav for the numbers.
“Four hours twenty-seven minutes, if the Cook slows down to warp
5.”
Bernt looked at the screen, “You got that, Sir? This bucket only
goes warp 8. You have to slow down so we can catch up to you.”
Jeram nodded and spoke to the Nav, “Slow to warp 5.”
“Aye, Sir, Slowing to warp five.”
Jeram smiled, “Welcome back, Lieutenant. Be careful with your
cargo. I have a lot of worried men over here.”
Sarah grinned knowingly, “Tell the guys that everyone is alive and
relatively unhurt. Dr. Aquamara is seeing to everybody.”
Jeram nodded and broke the connection. “All right, Sally, see how
much you can get out of this boat!” Sarah ordered Nav.
“Yes, Ma’am!” Sally answered enthusiastically as her fingers flew
over the outdated controls.
OFF>
Commodore Elsie Veritas (as everyone)
CO USS James Cook
Flagship Python Fleet.
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Mission 11: Tending the hurts of the crew
(8/12/02 10:33:39 am)
ON>
<Orion Freighter>
Genesis was making rounds trying to check on the women. Most were
physically ok but all were emotionally scarred. Genesis paused and
leaned against the wall and rubbed at her eyes tiredly. When
possible Genesis had been using her new healing talent to heal the
worst of the injuries. She was to the point of exhaustion. Her
body ached from her own injuries and from the remnants of the
injuries she had taken from others.
What Genesis really wanted to do was sit down and cry. Cry for the
needless pain and suffering. Cry for the horrors of the abuse and
raped heaped upon the women. Cry for the children who were perhaps
more terrified than the adults around them. And most of all she
wanted to cry in shame for not being strong enough to stop the
Orions from hurting the crew. And cry she did but only in her
mind. Not one tear did she shed from her closed eyes.
<USS James Cook>
Fairee had made her way to sickbay to try and clean up the mess
that the Orions had made while there. She had just finished
cleaning the medical supplies when she felt a sharp pain in heart.
She gasped and staggered over to a chair. Her teyamando was
hurting!
Closing her eyes and using her elemental magic, Fairee magically
reached past the ships bulkheads and out into space. She followed
the invisible space currents until she found Genesis' mind and
entered into it.
<Orion freighter, Genesis' mind>
Genesis was letting her tears flow mentally when she felt a warmth
spread through her mind and soul. She felt a touch wipe away the
tears.
~Teyamando, let me in,~ the gentle voice asked.
Too tired to resist and yearning for the comfort the voice
promised Genesis dropped all barriers around her mind and Fairee
flowed inside her.
For a heartbeat the two women's souls were entwined in brillant
flashes of violet and forest green hues that danced behind their
closed eyelids and raced through their minds, hearts and souls.
If anyone had passed by at that moment and saw either woman they
would have seen a glow of violet and forest green shifting back in
forth in an aura around their bodies.
~What are you doing to me?~ Genesis gasped, suddenly afraid of the
intimacy.
~Claiming you~ Fairee's gentle reply came.
~Claiming me?~ Genesis asked half in hope, half in fear.
~Yes teyamando. I have been waiting for you a long time. You are
the keys to my soul. Will you be one with me? I am incomplete
without you~ Fairee asked the glow around her intensifying as she
awaited Genesis' answer.
Genesis was stunned. Something in her soul was telling her Fairee
spoke truth but Genesis wasn't so easily trusting when it came to
her heart. ~I, I'm afraid~ she whispered.
Fairee let the strength of feelings for Genesis flow through the
link they shared. Genesis gasped as she felt Fairee's emotions run
through her mind and into her heart. Genesis felt so complete, so
full of happiness and rightness that she wanted to cry out. Slowly
the feeling faded to be replaced by a feeling of contentment and
satisfaction.
~Do you still doubt me, milady, my teyamando?~ Fairee asked into
the silence.
~No. I believe you'll never harm me. Yes Fairee I will allow you
to claim me~ Genesis said, her voice stronger.
Fairee smiled and then called forth her magic in a pool of violet
light in both their minds. ~You must call your own magic forth~
she instructed Genesis.
~Magic I don't have any magic~ Genesis stammered.
~Oh my teyamando. I forget you are young still. How do you think
you are able to heal by touch? You are magical, you just didn't
know it. Focus on what it feels like when you want to heal and
your magic will come forth.~ Fairee said and waited.
Genesis was gaping. She had magic? She pushed aside her surprise
and instead focused on how it felt to heal. She felt the healing
warmth and saw a beautiful shade of forest green fill her mind.
~Is that me?~ she asked in awe.
~Yes Genesis it is you. All you~ Fairee said with a smile. ~Now we
must combine to do the joining. Reach out to me, teyamando and let
us join.~
Genesis reached out and watched as her power formed a green hand
that reached toward Fairee. Fairee reached out with her violet
hand and when the two powers touched, a rainbow of colors exploded
once again in their minds and their powers rolled through each
other and the link. ~My soul entwined with thine from now til
eternity. I pledge my blade, my love and my strength to thee. I
will be faithful and true to thee. Thou art the best part of me~
Fairee sang the bonding words.
Genesis felt the powers peak and then smash into her and Fairee.
For one moment Genesis could see everywhere in the universe at
once. She saw her sister-in-law Cassie being comforted by her
lover; she watched the twins working on school project; she looked
at Jacob who stood brooding in front of a console and she saw what
looked like a dark cloud headed for Star base.
Genesis was amazed and then she felt the awesome power starting to
ebb as she began to reclaim her sense of self. ~Wow~ she whispered
shakily.
Fairee laughed and said huskily, ~You think that now teyamando but
wait until I get you alone. Then you'll learn the true meaning of
wow.~
Genesis blushed. ~I'm looking forward to it~ she added her voice
full of pent up longing and anticipation.
Fairee reached through the link and caressed Genesis across her
inner thigh. ~Fairee!~ Genesis scolded as she felt her body
respond.
~Oh yes teyamando. I will take away the bad memories of what has
happened and replace them with something wonderful. I await you
milady, my teyamando.~ Fairee blew Genesis a kiss and withdrew
from her mind.
Genesis stood up feeling refreshed. She look down and gasped in
happiness. All her bruises were gone and so were the soreness and
tiredness. "Oh Fairee thank you," she whispered. Standing up
straighter, Genesis headed toward the cargo bay to check on more
of the women.
<USS James Cook>
Fairee stood for a few moments with a smile on her face. She could
feel Genesis' happiness and Fairee was content. "I will always
protect you, I swear on my honor and by the lords and ladies
above." she whispered to the air as she made her vow.
OFF>
JP
Dr. Genesis Aquamara, Lt.
ACMO, USS James Cook
&
Petty officer 1st Class Fairee Planyo
Nurse, USS James Cook
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Mission 11: Decisions to Be Made
(8/12/02 11:30:41 am)

ON> Frank's Ship
Elsie holstered the disruptor from Frank's body and headed for the
bridge. Noting that some of the Orion crew was still sitting the
bridge, she took the weapon out and held it ready.
Rafe walked back onto the bridge. His kimono was wrapped around
one of the favorites, a young ensign whom Elsie recognized from
sciences
Elsie smiled at her. "You are safe now," She said softly
The Ensign nodded and sat and walked over to the sensor station to
relieve the Orion seated there. A look from Rafe encouraged the
Orion to leave quickly
Elsie glared at the Orion and signaled for one of the freed crew
to lock him away. "One of the wardrooms," She suggested.
The security officer nodded and led the Orion away.
Rafe looked at the tactical display. 300,000 kilometers away was
the Draesoneth, escorting the their ship to the Cook.
Elsie looked at Chiara, who was sitting in the captain's seat.
"You are in grave danger, Counselor. I am going to take all
measures to protect you till we get to Starbase
Chiara looked down. "What's going to happen to me?" She whispered.
"Nothing." Rafe said. "I will guard you." He added.
Elsie sighed. "You must face a court-martial for the charge of
treason. At that trial evidence for and against you will be
presented, and the JAG will render a decision."
"I'm not a traitor." She whispered.
Elsie squatted down to look Chiara in the eyes, " I am hearing
that from crewmembers. Let's hope that other evidence comes to
light that will prove your innocence."
"You don't believe me." She said, turning away."
"Chiara, I do not have the luxury of favoritism. Any crewmember,
including me, must face charges brought before them. Belief or
disbelief is irrelevant." Elsie glanced up at Rafe, then
continued. "Does it not mean something that you are not locked up
with the Orions?"
"I guess so..." She whispered.
"You are not locked up because I feel you have acted like a Star
Fleet officer up to this point." Rafe said. "You have not done
anything to show me that you are a traitor." He added.
"Trust me. If you don't trust me, trust Rafe." Elsie pleaded. "I
must follow procedure. If there is any evidence in your favor it
shall be brought to the court's attention."
"You said some very hurtful things to me." Chiara said.
Elsie gave her an honest look, "Yes I did."
"Chiara, things have been very stressful for us all. I am certain
that the exchanges between yourself and Elsie were sincere at the
time, but if you are innocent as you contend, then it will come
out in the hearing. You must be strong." He said.
Elsie nodded her agreement and rose.
"I'll try to be strong... Elsie?" Chiara said.
Elsie turned back to Chiara, "Counselor?"
"I'm sorry... I didn't... I didn't really mean all the hurtful
things I said... and after... after I was brought back to life, I
knew what I had to do." She said.
Elsie said, "We will have time to talk all about it later, I
promise. Right now you have a ship to fly. Take us home,
Counselor."
"Yes Ma'am." Chiara said and turned the helm display. "ETA to Cook
in one hour."
Elsie stepped to the back of the bridge and stood guard.
Rafe walked over to Elsie. "We should find somewhere private to
talk."
Elsie nodded. "We can't go in there," She wrinkled her nose and
nodded to the ready room. "Maybe one of the wardrooms, though I
imagine they don’t smell much better."
Rafe nodded and led her to the nearest uninhabited wardroom.
Elsie pushed clothing off a couple chairs and sat down.
"Talk to me" Rafe said.
"About what, Rafe? About Chiara? She has to stand trial. That is
out of my hands, you know that!" Elsie frowned at Rafe.
"I am not concerned about Chiara, Elsie. Fate will guide her. I am
concerned about you." He said calmly.
Elsie sighed. "Me. I am no worse off than some of the other crew.
I am sure, they are...." Elsie swallowed the next word and lowered
her eyes.
"They will survive. They are strong, but we must be stronger so we
can be there for them when they cannot be strong." Rafe said. "I
am here for you now. You don't have to be strong anymore."
Elsie spoke defiantly, "I have to be strong! I cannot succumb to
petty weaknesses. My crew depends on me to be strong for them. I
set the example!" She folded her hands tightly until her knuckles
turned white.
Rafe took her hands into his. "Right now, you are not a Star Fleet
officer. You are my wife whom I love with all my heart." He said.
Elsie's eyes filled with tears, "Oh, Rafe, I feel so dirty! I
am...pregnant. It is Frank's."
Rafe closed his eyes and pulled her close.
Elsie let go and sobbed into his chest.
"We will work through this." Rafe said.
Elsie said through sobs. "I..will see Dr. Merlose when we get
back. He...did he survive?"
"Yes. We lost none of the male crewmembers. Rh'varuek, Tarmis and
the Wolfpack did a remarkable job of keeping everyone safe." Rafe
said.
"Thank the Four Goddesses!" She whispered.
"There are many who deserve to be recognized in what has
happened." Rafe said. "But we will need time to lick our wounds."
"And we have many, I am afraid." Elsie wiped her eyes. "Many of
the crew will need therapy."
"That is true." Rafe said. "We should call for an replacement
counselor while Chiara faces her... trials." Rafe said.
"Merlose and Aquamara are counselors, as well. But I do not know
what condition Genesis is in. We will be at Starbase for a while
getting resupplied. And I can ask for a speedy trial for Chiara.
At least we will know where we stand, where Chiara stands."
"I pray that Chiara is innocent." Rafe said.
"I do, too. She has suffered enough." Elsie said sadly.
"It was not in her to be a traitor. She has far to much respect
and love for both you and Tarmis." Rafe said.
"Then she must have been compromised somehow. But how to prove it?
She was not assimilated like Picard was. There are no visual
clues, no evidence that I see so far. The defender has his work
cut out for him." Elsie mused.
"I have some theories." Rafe said. "I will work on that after we
get back to the ship."
Elsie suddenly remembered. "Rafe! I sent the entire transcript of
ship's logs and sensors out with the distress beacon! Perhaps
Intel gleaned some information out of that. It is worth
investigating."
"Yes." Rafe said. "I will contact Intel on the Starbase and touch
basis with them." He added.
Elsie nodded. "I will be glad to get on my own ship and take a
long hot shower." Elsie scratched her head.
"You and me both. I've not had a chance to bathe since this all
began." Rafe said.
Elsie looked around the small cramped wardroom. "The bridge smells
better than this. I'd rather wait out there for our rendezvous
with the ship."
"Indeed." Rafe said. "The child is Frank's you say?"
Elsie nodded, "Chiara scanned me when she first saw me. She said
the DNA matched."
"Have you given thought to the child's future?" Rafe asked.
"There are only two options open to me, to bring the child
full-term and adopt it out, thereby my having to take a leave of
absence, or to have the doctors put the embryo in stasis to give
to a couple that cannot have children." Elsie explained.
"I will support whichever decision you make." Rafe said.
Elsie's eyes hardened. "I cannot carry this child full term. Every
day I will be reminded about all this. I can have the procedure
done at Starbase, and the child can do someone else good. At least
that is more than its father did!"
"All life is precious, and the sins of the father should not be
its own. It should be given the chance to live in an environment
where it will be cared for." Rafe said.
"And it shall. Even with our modern medicine, there are people who
are infertile for some reason or another. With the proper
preparation, such a parent can carry a donated child full-term and
bear it as her own." Elsie explained.
"Good." Rafe said. "I am glad. With luck, it will never know the
horror it was conceived in."
"It is highly unlikely, as only the DNA signature will be
recorded. And I doubt that Frank's is in our medical database.
Only the child's species will be known." Elsie already felt
better, making plans, seeing a solution that would benefit all
concerned.
Rafe nodded.
"Bridge to Commodore Veritas." The sullen voice was Chiara's
"Veritas here," Elsie answered.
"We are approaching the Cook." She said.
"Swing to starboard and hail the Cook. We are on our way." Elsie
stood and led the way to the bridge.
Off>
JP
Captain Rafe Oosha
CIO USS James Cook
&
Lt. Chiara Domina
Chief Counselor
USS James Cook
&
Commodore Elsie Veritas

CO U.S.S. James Cook
Python Fleet Flagship |
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Mission 11 Loving Return (8/12/02
10:33:06 pm)
ON - Bridge
Rh'vaurek finished his shift, it felt good standing behind the
tactical console again, even doing XO duties it was good to stand
at the tactical console, he hadn't gone to his quarters yet, he
went straight to the bridge. Now he left, straight to the Security
office to meet Shi before heading to their quarters
Shi was in her office trying to write a report of all the
activities of Security during the time the Ship was in enemy
hands.
It was not going well all she could think of was that Rh'vaurek
was back. She would be with him and in his arms again when shift
was over.
Rh'vaurek poked his head around the corner "Are you finished yet
e'lev?" he asked with a smile.
Shi replied "oh yes e'lev I have been waiting for you. She smiled
a brilliant smile at him with her total love for him in her eyes.
Rh'vaurek held his arms open to Shi. It had been too long since he
held her in his arms.
Shi got up and rushed into his arms holding on to him as if she
would never let him go. It had been so long so many lonely nights
and days.
Rh'vaurek held onto Shi tightly, she and Sharien were all that
kept him from taking his life after being beamed onto the Ferengi
ship "If any Orion's even looked at you improperly, I'll have Ael
and the Ourai lay waste to every Orion ship in this element cursed
sector." He whispered into her ear.
Shi whispered to him I will tell you what happened later. Let us
just enjoy being back in each other's arms right now.
"Of course" Rh'vaurek whispered back lightly kissing her ear tip
Shi shivered as he kissed her ear tip it felt so good. She smiled
at him again
Rh'vaurek smiled then kissed Shi in a deep passionate kiss, her
warm lips felt so good to kiss again ~Perhaps we should go
somewhere a little more private ~
Shi answered ~I think it would be a good idea~. She looked around
and a few Security people were trying not to look at them.
They laid their reports on her desk and silently without looking
at them left the room
Rh'vaurek Swept Shi off her feet and carried her off to their
quarters "Have you seen Rea, he must miss us"
Shi looked at him I imagine he did except for when Hogah played
with him. Hogah got into our quarters from the Environmental shaft
when he heard Rea crying he got into the room and fed him and gave
him water and played with him for a while.
But he has spent a lot of time alone and I know he missed us as I
have missed him.
"As have I" Rh'vaurek replied.
Shi smiled. "Yes I know you have".
Rh'vaurek opened the doors to their Quarters, Rea sat in the
middle of the room on top of a dead Ferengi "Meow".
Shi stared at Rea and the dead Ferengi and wondered.
Rea looked back with what could be described as a feline grin.
Shi nodded at him that she understood and reached down and picked
him up and snuggled him against her chin then she turned and
handed him to Rh'vaurek.
Rh'vaurek accepted Rea and cradled him in his arms "Good kitty!"
he said, Rea Meowed again happy to be with his masters again.
Neither Shi not Rh'vaurek questioned what had happened here.
Rh'vaurek crouched down the Farengi's ears looked like they had
been chewed.
Shi pressed the button for the Universal cleaner. It came out of
its slot in the wall circled the body twice went back and got it's
large scoop scooped up the Ferengi and carried him out the door.
As the body was taken out Shi noticed the deep claw marks on the
Ferengi's neck and arms.
"I am going to guess, all our belongings are still here" Rh'vaurek
pointed out.
Shi smiled at him "I would be willing to agree with that."
Looking at the sack left in their quarters "Perhaps we can give
back a few other peoples belongings"
Shi looked at him "they will probably be very pleased to have them
back".
Rh'vaurek handed Rea back to Shi.
Shi accepted him and once again cuddled him.
Rea was so excited and happy he did not know whether to meow or
purr. So he managed to do both at once.
Rh'vaurek unslung his rucksack off his shoulder and opened it up,
he walked over to the back wall of their living room with it. He
removed the leather armour hanging it up on a stand.
Shi looked at the armour and wondered where he had gotten it when
they were all on an uninhabited planet.
She knew enough not to ask. If he wanted her to know he would tell
her. He had many secrets like this and she never questioned them.
Rh'vaurek looked back at Shi and smiled "A gift from you know who"
Shi smiled I thought that was who it came from.
She walked over to the couch and sat down. She spoke "we need to
talk Rh'vaurek there are things I must tell you.
Rh'vaurek walked over to the couch and sat beside Shi. "what is
it?"
You made a remark earlier about my treatment from the pirates. I
must tell you a strange story. The first day we were all thrown
into the Cargo bay. That night when they brought us something to
eat. They started making overtures to the women violently. One of
them grabbed Vail and I grabbed him and threw him across the
floor.
The leader of the group grabbed me. Shi shudders as she remembers
his dirty hands pawing her. I grabbed him by the neck and started
to strangle him. He was big and he threw me off and I landed on
the floor he was on me in a minute ripping my clothes off. I
fought him I kicked and clawed. Suddenly as he was about to have
his way with me a man stepped out of the group. He was not an
Orion, He was a half-breed Rihannsu he grabbed him and slammed him
against the wall and held his arm against his throat. He growled
at him you leave her alone She is a Rihannsu ailhun can you not
see the ring? She is with child. Touch her again and I will kill
you.
From that time on the rest of them left me alone. He was always
with the guards when they brought us food.
I do not know why he was with them but I owe him my life and a
good deal more.
Shi is shaking like a leaf as she finishes her story. Her hands
wrap defensively across her abdomen.
"You say the word, and the Ourai will be hunting Orions as soon as
they return the ambassador" Rh'vaurek replied
"Yes" Shi said "But if that one is found I want him brought to
me."
I want to thank him personally and I want to know his story.
"The rest give them what they deserve" this is said in a growl
and don't make it pleasant
"I will inform Ael" Rh'vaurek replied his eyes dropped, at his
inability to protect the ship from the inside job.
Shi looks at him and places her hands on either side of his face "E'lev
no one could have known. It was done so quickly and quietly. The
gas incapacitated everyone.
"She is a vang'raden and if she crosses my path I will hurt her.
"I'll see that susse-thari hung" Rh'vaurek replied in a low growl
Shi replied "I agree that is what she deserves." she too growls.
Shi moves over closer to Rh'vaurek and lays her head on his
shoulder. She is still shaking. "let us talk of happier things
e'lev." She smiled up at him.
Rea hopped up onto Shi's lap and nuzzled against her stomach then
curled up and contentedly purred.
Shi stroked him as Sharien gave her a gentle nudge.
"He wants his father" she said to Rh'vaurek "he knows you are
here."
"Stelam said Vierna feels the same thing while he is gone"
Rh'vaurek replied as he put his hand on Shi's stomach. Immediately
Sharien moved and kicked gently
greeting his father.
Rh'vaurek smiled at Shi "Everything is all right now, I am home"
Shi cuddled next to him "I know e'lev and my heart is happy and my
soul rejoices at your return.
She thinks to herself ~no more lonely wakeful nights wanting him
so bad my body hurt~
"I will never intentionally leave your side, I am yours forever"
Rh'vaurek whispered into Shi's ear
Shi whispered back "and I am yours my lord now and forever" She
reaches over and picks up his hand and kisses it, then places it
against her heart. So he can feel it beating only for him.
Rh'vaurek sighed then leaning over he lightly brushed her lips
with his own only to enter into a more passionate kiss
Shi returned the kiss with her own pent up passion.
Rh'vaurek picked Shi up in his arms and carried her off to their
bedroom, to spend their first night together in over two weeks.
Shi nestled against him as she was transported to Vorta Vor in his
arms.
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erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Rh’vaurek tr’Radaik
CTAC/OPS Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division
&
erei’Riov (Cmdr.) Shiarrael t’Radaik
ASEC, Exchange officer
USS James Cook
Flagship – Command Division
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Mission 11: Interesting Reunion
8/13/02 7:35:07 am)

On> The Orion ship.
The James Cook loomed in the viewscreen. For all that had
happened, the ship still looked pristine on a backdrop of a star
field.
Elsie's eyes shone as she gazed on the ship...her ship.
"Counselor, Hail them."
Rafe walked onto the bridge, and stopped to take in the sight.
"Channel open, Commodore." Chiara said.
"James Cook, this is Commodore Elsie Veritas. Permission to beam
aboard?"
"Permission granted, Commodore. Welcome home." The voice was that
of Tarmis Jeram.
Rh'vaurek looked over to Tarmis, "I'll meet them in transporter
room two"
Tarmis made his way down to the transporter room. There already
was the big cat man Kimahri Ronso as well as Lulu and the Lady
Yuna.
Elsie looked at Rafe, "Beam the Orions aboard, then get everyone
off. We are going to blow this ship."
"Understood." Rafe said as he went to the engineering station.
"Executing transport now..."
Seconds later, Rafe reported the Orions being aboard and
quarantined in a cargo bay.
"tr'Radaik to Security, make sure we have no escapees, if they try
it, Shoot to kill" Rh'vaurek ordered
"Shoot to kill, aye sir." Security replied.
Rafe cut the power to the engines and shields. "Commodore, the
ship is ready to be scuttled. I think it would be appropriate to
conduct a weapons test from the Cook once we are safely aboard."
Rafe took a tricorder from the panel that had been copying files
from the computer.
"Ops you have the bridge" Rh'vaurek left the Tactical station then
swiftly made his way to the transporter room with Tarmis
Chiara rose from her station on the Orion bridge. "Well, I guess
this is the end of the road for me. Pity, I was just getting used
to being a pilot, too." She said to no one in particular.
Elsie, Rafe and Chiara headed for the transporter pad.
Once on the transporter PADD, Rafe issued an order to the computer
to beam them over to the Cook.
Rh'vaurek stood in the transporter room and waited for Chiara to
rematerialize.
Kimahri looked over at the Romulan. He could sense the tension
coming from the smaller man. He then looked over to Yuna, who gave
him a look that said 'Be Ready."
Kimahri nodded at the unspoken order.
The transporter hummed to life, depositing Rafe, Elsie and Chiara.
Rh'vaurek Sprung onto the transporter Pad Grabbing Chiara roughly
spinning her around and slamming her into the back wall
Elsie yelled, "Stand Down, Rh'vaurek!" Tarmis ran towards
Rh’vaurek to pull him off of Chiara.
Kimahri sprung from his position, leaping across the transporter
room and shoved Rh'vaurek to the ground. A halberd appeared in his
hand and he used it to pin Rh'vaurek to the deck by the neck.
Chiara fell to the deck as well, as bruises began to appear on her
face. A small stream of sapphire blood trickled from her mouth.
Rafe stepped over to help Chiara up, giving a dagger glance down
to Rh'vaurek. He looked over to Kimahri. "Guard her." He said.
"Get off me Furball" Rh'vaurek growled
Kimhari picked up Rh'vaurek and slammed him into the wall.
"Romulan like playing rough? Romulan like beating women? Kimahri
like to play rough. Kimahri like to beat those who beat women.
Kimahri like to beat you now." The Ronso growled.
"I am Chief of Security, Guarding Prisoners is MY duty" Rh'vaurek
growled again
"Auron give order, guard blue lady. Kimahri guard blue lady with
life. Romulan attack blue lady without provocation. Romulan
without honor. Kimahri teach Romulan honor." The Ronso growled.
Elsie put her hand on Kinhari's arm and ordered, "Enough! Everyone
just step back and act like officers! Chiara is under house arrest
and I have guaranteed her safety!"
Kimahri looked at Elsie. "Romulan without honor." He said.
"WITH OUT provocation, the stupid susse-thrai gassed us and had us
left on that element cursed rock, you want Provocation?" Rh'vaurek
snapped back
Elsie answered, 'We do this by the book, Rh'vaurek!"
"Be silent" Kimahri told Rh'vaurek, squeezing tighter around the
Romulan's neck.
Tarmis went over to attend to Chiara's injuries with Yuna's and
Lulu’s help.
Elsie looked at Rafe angrily, "Tell your friend to stand down! I
will not have a brawl on my ship!"
"Yeah, release your damned pet" Rh'vaurek hoarsely growled
"Kimahri... " Rafe said. The Ronso nodded and let Rh'vaurek loose,
then backhanded him. "Kimahri no pet!" He said, then took up a
position in front of Chiara.
Elsie nodded, "Well, now that this is settled, get her to safety.
I'm headed for the bridge."
"She will be held in the brig until her quarters can be set up,
she will not have use of the communication system, any computer or
the replicator, Meals well be brought up from the galley by armed
security" Rh'vaurek announced
Elsie looked hard at Rh'vaurek for a minute then realized he was
only trying to do his duty. “Granted. But keep her separate from
the Orions."
"Very well Commodore" Rh'vaurek replied
Elsie nodded and strode out of the transporter room and headed for
the bridge, followed by Tarmis.
Rh'vaurek grabbed Chiara "Come on Vang'radem, You’re coming with
me" and he marched out the door to the brig dragging Chiara with
him.
Kimahri Ronso followed Chiara and Rh'vaurek.
"Treat blue lady with respect." The Ronso growled.
Rafe watched them leave. "I don't like this."
"After what she did she is lucky to still be alive" Rh'vaurek
snapped back, continuing to drag Chiara to the brig
"I can walk!" Chiara hissed. "Oww you're hurting me!"
It was enough for Kimahri. He intercepted Rh’vaurek, again
slamming him into the wall.
"Kimahri had enough!" He roared.
Rh’vaurek drew his disruptor and fired at point blank range
Kimahri stumbled back, absorbing the blast.
A spark of electricity appeared and shocked the disruptor out of
Rh'vaurek's hand.
"You're not a very nice person." Lulu said.
Yuna raced over to tend to Kimahri.
"I AM CHIEF OF SECURITY, THIS IS MY MATTER, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO
MEDDLE IN THIS AFFAIR" Rh'vaurek roared
"Auron ordered Kimahri to guard the blue lady, that's all he was
doing!" The fragile looking Yuna yelled. "What kind of fiend are
you that you would treat someone accused of a crime so roughly!?!"
She cried.
"You people interfere again, I'll have you all brigged for
interference in a security matter!" Rh'vaurek growled
Kimahri rose. "Auron give order, Kimahri follow order." He said,
brandishing his halberd again. "Romulan hurt blue lady, Kimahri
will hurt Romulan."
"Blue lady hurt the entire crew, why are you defending her?"
Rh'vaurek snapped
"Because you are treating her so badly." Lulu said. "Even if she
is guilty of being a traitor, it should not be up to you to start
her punishment early."
"With what we have seen, we will make a protest!" Yuna said.
"I am not starting her punishment, I have not even begun to start"
Rh'vaurek replied
"Throwing blue lady to wall, Grabbing blue lady.." Kimahri
growled.
Rafe came around the corner. "What is going on here?"
"I have had no complaints in the past hundred and thirty years the
way I handle security" Rh'vaurek snapped back at Yuna
"Well you have some now!" Yuna countered.
"Do not place your believe system into my work" Rh'vaurek replied
"What works for you does not always work for me"
Rafe walked up to Rh'vaurek. "I asked what is going on here,
Mister. I expect a response."
"Your friends are interfering in a security matter" Rh'vaurek
snapped, Ready to pommel the next person that remotely questioned
his ways
"And why were they interfering, Mister?" Rafe snapped.
"I do not know, I am about to throw them in the brig with Lt.
Chara for interfering" Rh'vaurek growled hoarsely
"Sir Auron, he was using excessive force." Yuna said.
"Is this true?" Rafe asked Rh'vaurek.
"They have no business here, this is a Starfleet security issue
and last time I checked they were not on the roster"
"I have asked Kimahri Ronso to act as Guardian to Chiara Domina on
the grounds that she is not safe on this vessel because of the
circumstances... You proved to me by your actions in the
transporter room that she is not safe." Rafe said.
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