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Gul Jacet moved around the exterior of the Operations Center, the
Cardassian Space Station Terek Lar's, in the Orias sector, fusion generators
pumping slowly under him. He looked up to the viewscreen, watching the image
of Deep Space Twelve hold position, the wormhole sealed. An unfortunate
development, he thought, but of no consequence. The Cardassian Obsidian
Order and Romulan Tal Shiar would rule over this area with due haste.
He moved slowly to the main, center table, fingers flying over the
control. The station held position over a small moon, not far from DS12
itself. He thanked himself for the technology that he and his ship had
escaped with after the strike on the Changeling homeworld, his ship was
crippled then, but now remained docked to one of the upper pylons, repaired
and ready. The cloak onboard had been analyzed, and adapted to the station,
now being utilized on the station to hold her own cloak.
The station was a gods blessing made by the Obsidian order before
it's collapse, to be used when the Cardassians managed to take over the Gamma
Quadrant, now used to just hold there presence there. Only few had been
informed of it's existance, and as the combined power of the small fleet that
survived that onslaught crept towards it, they docked, repaired, and cloaked.
The systems for defense were no doubt very powerful, upgraded with the best
in weaponry and shields. The surviving ships had
also been repaired and outfitted, about two of each, Galor Class and
D'Deridex class. A contingent of Romulan officers was also onboard from that
ship, combined with the Cardassians. There intelligence skills allowed them
to run the station efficiently, and continue to surveillance the space
station with them here, under Federation control.
The probe holding position to surveil DS12 was under cloak as well,
and it watched as the Relarian ship moved in, attacked, and transported
officers onboard. Then they moved off before finishing there task.
Jacet grinned. They had missed there true target because they were
ordered to find the only visible space station in the area. Terek Lar was
cloaked, there true target. Jacet entered into the brig area of the space
station, looking at the Relarian soldier behind the modified field slowly.
They had found him on the planet below, and his secrets would be exploited.
Major T'Ral moved in behind Jacet, his XO and liason, eyeing the prisoner
slowly. A grin laced her face, as they began there
interrogation....
*********
The Relarian Captain eyed a few of his soldiers, yelling angrily at
them for there imputance. They swung off from the station, and began there
sweep of the area. It was imperative that they find there missing crewmen,
and return back to there own space. This was not there place...
The Relarian ship moved into high warp, leaving the station to go
through the tedious repairs...It began a tight sweep of the area ahead ....
**********
Captain Johnathan Halleck's eyes moved around his damaged Operations
center, a frown on his face, the steely grey color piercing into those that
were here. He glanced up at tactical, seeing the face of Mr. Cambell, T'vol
next to him, perched over there respective areas. The repairs had gone
forward, and so had modifications. A few still needed to be completed, but
the station was cleared to rebegin missions.
Last time he had checked, Anora and Es were back up and ready for
duty. He was very glad for that, he had made orders to them in Ops without
them there. He had to remember when the officers that were now mostly senior
officers had first graced the halls of this station with him, only bearing
some scared looks and fresh ensign glares. He smiled, those ensigns were now
departmental heads or assistent chiefs.
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They deserved and were given a wide berth when Halleck wanted something to
get done and get done right. A ensign in the background sprung up with
reports. "Captain, I'm detecting a resonant pulse from our probe net in the
Orias sector"
John chimed in as usual. "Confirmed. Nothing sweeped on sensors,
I'm having trouble scanning that sector however, sir"
Halleck frowned, and saw the Relarian ship speed to warp. "Mister
Cambell. I want the runabouts McKenzie and Maleigh armed to the maxiumum
power." John replied, tapping his commbadge.."Halleck to Engineering. Please
prep the Fearless for launch..."
The reply was heard, and the staff of Deep Space Twelve moved off to
work.
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Full Lt. John Campbell
Deep Space Twelve
Chief Tactical Officer
SD: 9707.5
Computer Duty Personal Log...
Computer> Duty Log Begun.
We have been rather busy lately with the Realrians painful mistake, they
had quite damaged the Station but we have succesfully reapired the Tactical
Sytems, and we have compleated most of the upgrades and modifications to
shuttles and runabouts. The upgrades to the Station included; Phaser bank MW
Output upgraded to CLASSIFIED, Torpedoes launchers of any kind are to be set
to more Volleys per load and equiped with more explosive packing, and the
Shuttles, Runabouts, and other Spacecraft are to
undergo the same upgrades as the station.
As for what happen while the Relarians were on the Station, i had been
Shut down in engineering whiel they boarded and Started their attack, i
awoken in an empty Engineering and went to the nearest console and quickly
got appraised of our situation and proceeded to OPS. When i arrived, i went
directly to my console and we got to know that we were not the Relarians
Intended Target, and they left the area. We then had a Staff meeting in the
Conference room. We had a quick meeting and then the newly
named Lt. Junior Grade T'Vol and I proceeded to tactical Sytems and begun
the Upgrades to the Station.
Computer End Log....
Computer> Log ended and sent.
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:: tianna was furious, and she stormed into intel's mainframe ops, she looked
around at the charred remains ::
gods...
:: grabbing an emp she walked back out, continuing until she reached the
phaser range ::
:: she entered it and closed the door behind her, booting up the still intact
program ::
:: the circles of light appeared on the projected wall and tianna shot at
each target, she had an uncanny aim and nailed every one ::
:: half way thru she allowed her long hair to slide down, framing her body to
the waist ::
:: she was oblivious to everything else around her ::
begin log...
upon returning to DS12 we found the promenade overrun by relarians...a
vicious race which phaser fire had no effect upon...they were relentless, and
we had a signifigant body count...suddenly the intruders disappeared..and we
were informed that we were not their intended target...these attackers made a
mistake...
end log -
:: the el aurian continued to fire ruthlessly at the glowing circles, trying
to keep her anger in check before she used her emp to blow another hole in
the station's walls ::
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Stardate: 9707.05
As Derrick enterd the holodeck he emerged in a grove of trees.
"I see no devil" He said in respose to Tianna's voice as she sat amidst
the moist tropical air.
"Mmmm... I was just thinking..." She said softly. "Of me?" Derrick
replied, almost giddy. He walked up to her, she clad in a silk gown and her
body lay peacefully ontop of a green grass. He pulled from behind his back a
concealed bouqet of flowers.
"Ohh... Derrick, thank you" Tianna said. "You don't even know if they
are for you yet!" he responded.
"Well I see no others here..." She said while getting up off of the
grass.
"Good point." Derrick responded. He gently helped her up and handed her
the flowers. She smiled as walked toward the cliffs once again, bouqet in
hand.
"Come, I wan't to show you some thing." She said cheerfully. "Okay..."
Derrick answered and walked to where she was standing. Derrick gently
grabbed her hand, Tianna grasped his and lead him to the cliffs. As they
arrived she with her free hand pointed to the endless horizon. Derrick
looked out to sea.
"Breathtaking isnt it?" Tianna asked. "Yes, just like you" Derrick
replied as he gently pulled her to his arms meeting her with a kiss.
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=/\= DS-12 Duty Report =/\=
Assistant Engineering Log
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For Official Use Only. Refer to SF Reg 107.1 for proper use
of SF Logs and Records.
Assistant Engineer's Log for Lieutenant Junior Grade Shawn Leahy, DS-12
SD 9707.06
Sitting in his office, Ltjg Shawn Leahy held his hands up to his forehead.
"I need a drink something serious" remarked Leahy, to no one in particular.
Turning his attention back to his desktop computer terminal, Leahy continued
his review of the stations repair efforts.
Hearing a knock at the door, Leahy looked up.
"Enter"
A crewman walked in, handing Leahy a PADD.
"Sir, structural repairs to section BETA are complete, we've finished the
pressure test and are ready to bring the sections enviormental controls back
online."
"Very well, do that. Now, what about the promenade area, how's business
there."
"A little slower, we ran into some problems with the Optical Data Network
Wave Guides in the port utilities trunk. The trunk sustained heavy phaser
damage from our own security force during the battle and it buckled quite a
bit. We've installed new strengthening members, and hooked up a bypass
trunk, but getting the primary systems back running has gone slowly."
"Alright, keep me posted."
Leahy tapped his comm badge, speaking,
"Lieutenant Commander Riker, Leahy here, I've got some updates for you on
station repairs."
Not hearing a reply, Leahy spoke again,
"Computer, locate Lieutenant Commander Riker."
The Computers audible response system answered,
"Commander Riker is located on Holodeck 5 with First Lieutenant Tianna"
Leahy sat back in his chair, silent, sipping his coffee, thinking to himself,
"Well, that is interesting, is'nt it."
**End Log**
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Full Lt. John Campbell
Deep Space Twelve
Chief Tactical Officer
SD: 9707.5
Computer Begin Personal Log...
Computer> Personal Log Begun...
We have begun the major upgrades to the Station, but unfortuantely we
must shut down some of the ships Defence Systems to upgrade them, but we
should have the Station up to peak performance very soon. We can't have the
Station vunerable for a long time. For we don't know what other species are
in the Gamma Quadrent who would just love to take adavanatge of our
situation. Hopefully most of the alien species with sympathize with us and
not call for an attack. Although the Station is very powerful and
most likely wont be attacked succesfully. I am very sure that the Station
would not go down very wasy againt any one ship, although the Relarians did
quite a good job of it, but i am not completely aware of the events that went
on while the Relarians we trying to find something, although they were wrong
about us, we were not their intended target but they did cause great damage
to the Station, and the Stations Morale suffered. It looks like we will have
sometime to finish these repairs. Just a regular
shift that looks like coming up should give me us sometime to compleat the
repairs
Computer End Log....
Computer> Log ended and sent.
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On the Captain's Desk
SD 9707.9
Intraship Memo: Tactical Situation Report
Station Tactical Status: 80% We are still Upgrading the Aft Torpedoe
launchers and Phaser Banks.. The Upgrades should be compleated late 9707.9.
Shield Status: 100% We have Compelated Shield Repairs,Upgrades,
Modifications.
Phaser Bank Status: 50% We have had to shut down half of them down for
repairs. the reparis should be done on 9707.9.
Torpedoe Launcher Status: 65% We are still Upgrading the Aft Torpedoes
launchers. The Upgrades should be compleated late 9707.9.
Seperate Reports
Overview on Tactical Systems Report: We have had to shut down half of the
Stations Phaser Banks for repiar, this has left the Station vulnerable but we
should have them operating very soon. The shields are ready to be brought up
to full. The Torpdoe launchers have been undergoing repiars which are going
quite smoothly. We should have the Station to full Tactical readiness as of
Star Date 9707.9, this presumption is in the event that no diffuclties are
expirneced in the repair schedual.
Auxillary Space Craft Report: We have decided that all Star fleet
commishioned ships should be refit to full Tactical, Scientific, and other
missions. The spacecraft and upgrade have been listed below:
Defiant Class:
USS Fearless (NCC-13527)- Gone through refitting, fully operational.
USS Cheyenne (NCC-15021)- Has yet to be refitted and Upgraded, fully
operational.
USS Hornet (NCC-16212)- Has yet to be refitted and Upgraded,
USS Denver (NCC-96081)- Away from Station, Status unknown.
USS Yorktown (NCC-81462)- Partially Upgraded and is currently undergoing
refitment.
Excelsior Class:
USS Malinche (NCC-47150-B)- Gone through Standard Excelsior Class Refitment,
fully operational.
Nimitz Class:
USS Victory (NX-12876)- Fully refitted, specifically for defence of Station.
Nebula Class:
USS Reykjavik (NCC-17156)- Has yet to be upgraded but is currently operating.
Runabouts:
USS Tigris (NCC-12948)- Standard Runabout, fully operatonal.
USS McKenzie (NCC-37198)- Scientific Runabout, fully operational.
USS Gallant (NCC-91231)- Standard Runabout, fully operatonal
USS Destiny (NCC-71093)- Research Runabout, fullt operational.
USS Maliegh (NCC-23591)- Standard Runabout, fully operatonal
USS Hawking (NCC-41782)- Tactical Modified Runabout, fully operational.
USS Nepenthe (NCC-10276)- Standard Runabout, fully operatonal
Station Upgrade Report:
We are currently undergoing upgrades on 35% of the Torpedoe launchers, we
have increased their reload time, and some of the Torpdeodes we have
specifically configured for sleek long range covert missions. Lt. Junior
Grade T'Vol has come up with the idea of Transporting Mines (Configured
Torpedoes) In front of oncoming ships, we are in the process of intregating
this into our systems. We have also done upgrades and Modifications to the
Shields, consisting of; Increaded refresh rate of 14.6 Seconds,
recharge rate of 10MW per 1.45 minutes.
Lt. John Campbell/Lt. Junior Grade T'Vol
Deep Space Twelve Tactical Department
Deep Space Twelve
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Full Lt. John Campbell
Deep Space Twelve
Chief Tactical Officer
SD: 9707.12
Computer Duty Log...
Computer> Duty Log Begun.
Its been a little quiet around the station the last few days which gave
us some much needed time to compleate repairs being done to the Station and
some upgrades to the tactical systems which Lt. T'Vol and I have been wokring
on. we have compleated all the repairs to the tactical Systems on the
Station, we compleated the upgrades just the other day to the torpedoe
launchers, and the phaser banks. We now are going to refit most of the ships
around or on the Station for tactical readiness with the
Captain and Commander's consent. I plan to start with the larger starship
for upgrades and mission specific modifications, then work my way down the
the smaller Shuttle or Runabouts class. I have recently been working on
adavanced Tactical Training corses for the officers on the Station if they
wish to go to them, mostly Tactical officers but maybe some Secuirty i don't
know. It will take a while to compleate the course, but it should improve
anyone who takes it understanding of Tactical Systems and how
to use them efficiently. I think it will mostly consist of Tactical
simulations in the holodeck
Computer End Log....
Computer> Log ended and sent.
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CMO Lt. Julian Flammond
Duty Log
SD 49707.02:
Trying to keep the civilians safe while fighting the Relarians was an
interesting job. We managed to do it, though. Of course, the Relarians
helped out by leaving the station voluntarily. As it turns out, Deep Space
12 wasn't their intended target.
But by the time the fighting was over, the medical staff found
themselves with more than enough to keep themselves busy. Ariana and Vel
performed marvelously, especially considering how many friends and
acquaintances they had to see lying in front of them. The look of compassion
was always on their faces, but never did either of them let their feelings of
dismay come between themselves and their job. I can only hope that I was as
professional as they.
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Assistant Engineering Log (Pt 1 of 2 )
***Warning***
For Official Use Only. Refer to SF Reg 107.1 for proper use
of SF Logs and Records.
Assistant Engineer's Log for Lieutenant Junior Grade Shawn Leahy, DS-12
( A Joint Log Project by Shawn Leahy, Julian Flammond and Jamie TVol )
Part 1 of 3
SD 9707.13
Ltjg Shawn Leahy smiled, shaking his head as he jogged down the corridor to
the gangway for U.S.S. Nimitz.
Never in his life did he ever honestly believe he would "Command" a tug
boat, much less one of the most advanced and powerful Starships ever created,
even if it was just on "loan" for the time being.
Boarding the Cruiser, Leahy made his way to a Turbolift and commanded it to
the Main Bridge. Arriving on the bridge, crewman could be seen making
preperations for departure from the station. It was slightly chaotic, as the
mission involved intercepting U.S.S. Denver, which was under attack from 4
Jem Haddar ships.
Leahy nodded at Ltjg T'Vol, one of the most proficient Tactical Officers
he'd ever known, in both this and the 20th centuries. Along with Doctor
Flammond, as well as hundreds of Crewman, Nimitz would meet the foe, and win,
of that Shawn was sure.
Taking a seat in the Commanding Officers Chair, Leahy felt the rush of
adrenilin, and thought to himself "Someday, I'm going to have a ship like
this permanently."
Standing, Leahy turned to T'Vol.
"Open a shipwide comm, attention all hands"
"Aye sir, Channel Open"
Hearing the "Bosuns' pipe" sound out "Attention", Leahy addresed the crew.
"This is Ltjg Leahy, Commanding Officer. The U.S.S. Denver has been engaged
by 4 Jem Haddar Ships. Our primary mission is to intercept Denver and
prevent loss of the ship and her crew. Along with that, I intend to put a
world of hurt on 4 very unlucky Jem Haddar vessels. This ship was built to
fight, and we know how to fight her. Make it Happen. Leahy out."
With that Leahy ordered, All departents report when manned and ready to get
underway.
Reports came flooding in, Engineering, Operations, Tactical, Science and
finally Doctor Julian Flammond saying,
"Medical Department Manned and Ready, let's go"
"Very Well, T'Vol, open channel to DS12"
"Channel Open"
"DS-12, U.S.S. Nimitz request permission to get underway"
"Nimitz, this is Captain Halleck, Permission granted, you are cleared to get
underway"
"Aye Aye Sir". responded Leahy.
Before the channel closed, Leahy heard the Executive Officer speak,
"Leahy, Riker here, don't blow up my ship, understand?"
laughing, Leahy reported back
"No problem sir, we'll even give her a washdown before returning"
With that, Leahy returned to his chair
"Conn, clear all mooring lines, RCS to 1/4 power, report when clear of
station"
"Aye sir" responded the Conn.
As the mooring beam emitters powered down, the huge warship slowly eased away
from DS-12, beginning a gentle turn to port, gracefully slipping the confines
of it's berth, In her true element now, the vacume of space.
T'Vol was busy at Tactical, preparing for the certainty of battle, the rest
of the bridge crew performing it's task. The Helmsman made the next report,
"Clear of station, all systems online."
This was the report Leahy was waiting for.
"Very well, Attention All Hands,
RED ALERT, SET GENERAL QUARTERS THROUGHOUT THE SHIP!!
Helm, lay in intercept course for U.S.S. Denver, Engines to Flank Speed,
Maximum Warp, Engage."
With the percission of a fine tuned machine, the crew carried out their task.
U.S.S. Nimitz warped ahead, on it's way to engage the Enemy.
Rising from his chair, Leahy tapped his Comm Badge,"Doctor Flammond, Please
report to the Ready Room."
Then turning to Tactical, "T'Vol, you too, let's talk"
Entering the Ready Room, T'Vol took a seat, shortly Doc Flammond arrived as
well.
<Continued>
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Part 2 of 2
Ok my friends, Here's the deal. T'Vol, when we are within sensor range of
the Denver, I intend to turn full Tactical Control of Nimitz over to you.
I'd like however to suggest a plan. In the 20th Century, a famous Navy
Admiral named Arliegh Burke commanded a Destroyer Squadren. He crippled the
Imperial Japanese Navy in the South Paciffic using a strategy he called
"Screens". We have 3 Shuttle Craft equiped with phaser emitters and Micro
Poton Torpedo Launchers. I'd suggest sending all 3 out ahead
of us, in a screen, for a "hit and run",, followed by us. It is my opinion
that the best Defense for us and Nimitz is a indomitable Offense.
Doctor, it is certain that there are heavy casualties onboard Denver. Once
we enter transporter range, I want you to coordiante the evacuation of
casualties from Denver and send over Emergency Medical Teams to help
Denvers's own Med Department.
Questions or comments?
**End Log**
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=/\= DS-12 Personal Log =/\=
***Warning***
Information contained in personal logs is covered
by all applicable privacy act regulations
Personal Log for Lieutenant Junior Grade Shawn Leahy, DS-12
SD 9707.13
Lieutenant Junior Grade Shawn Leahy sat at a table in the stations Pub
drinking a weak imitation of a beer.
Leaning back in his chair, he stared at the people eating their meals,
wandering in and out of the room, oblivious to the unbelivable events taking
place this very moment.
Although it was not common knowledge, being classified, still pending
investigation, Shawn had heard from an Enlisted Chief Petty Officer in the
Security Department about the arrest and confinement of the Stations
Executive Officer.
"This is unreal" muttered Leahy, even though no one was around to hear him.
Shawns thoughts drifted to First Lieutenant Tianna Lin, knowing that she had
to be in turmoil right now. Even though the station was huge, like any
"Ship", rumors travled like wild fire. Leahy had also heard about Commander
Rikers proposal to her, and the reaction it caused. And then having to
arrest him?
Although Leahy did not know Commander Riker as well as many of the Stations
Officers, he had a hard time believing that ANY Star Fleet Executive Officer
could be in on something so devious.
Taking a sip of his drink, Leahy's face grimmaced at the taste. Seeing the
Bar's Owner, Andromeda walking by, Shawn smiled.
"Andromeda, I'll tell you what, find me a real honest to god Beer, with
real hops and alchohol, I'll give you my entire pension, Ok?
Laughing, Andromeda winked. "Shawn, I've got just what you need". She left,
returning a moment later with a frozen mug, filled with dark foamy liquid.
"Now, don't be telling anyone about this, it's in short supply, and I only
"Issue" it out for friends."
Leahy sipped, "Ummm,, pure nectar, it reminds me of a beer made in the 20th
Century, in England, Guiness."
"Andromeda, if you ever need anything at all from Engineering, just let me
know, your now officially "Hooked Up".
Finishing the beer, Leahy left the bar heading for his stateroom, but not
before taking care of a "Surprise"
<< Scene Fades, First Lieutenant Tianna Lin walking towards her Stateroom
Door >>
Looking worn out and tired, the beautiful El Aurian entered in the code to
open her door.
::swisssh::
As the door opened, Tianna walked in, and knew immediatly that something
"different".
"That smell"
"Light on"
Tianna looked around her State Room, seeing long stemmed white roses, in
vases, alone on her bed, live ones in pots, roses everywhere. On her table
was a single one with a PADD under it.
Picking up the PADD, she saw it had a message on it. Tapping the play
button, she saw Lieutenant Junior Grade Shawn Leahy's face appear.
"Tianna, I know you've had a long day, and I can't even begin to imagine what
your going through. I just wanted you to know, I'm thinking of you and
wanted to do something to make you smile."
The message over, Tianna set the PADD down and looked around her room, filled
with the scent of the roses.
Tianna Smiled.
**End Log**
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::sitting in main Science::
We managed to get Kitty off of the probe, and we have returned to the
station. I'm close to preparing an official repremand for her permanant file
for her desregarding my wishes and hence ignoring her CO. It was a damn fool
thing for her to do, going over to the probe... but she is too fine an
officer to tarnish her carear over such a thing. Her intentions were in the
right place, and her actions reflect her devotion to both her duties and
crew, as well as to Science as a field.
::checks chrono::
Computer, close duty log.
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CMO Lt. Julian Flammond
Duty Log
SD 49707.13:
Flammond stood amidst the noise and confusion of the USS Denver's
Sickbay. There were at least thirty patients scattered around the room, and
Flammond looked to them all as he sterilized his hands... again.
"Thanks for helping out here, Lieutenant," an ensign on the Denver said
as she looked around the room with him.
"No problem, ma'am," he said lightly, trying to get a smile out of her.
"I'm happy to help. I just wish I didn't have to."
"Well... me either, but... I just want you to know you're appreciated."
Flammond nodded once. "Thank you. That means a lot to me."
The ensign looked around once more. "What a mess."
"Well, they're all stable now, and I'd say the EMH can get take care of
them until you get to DS12."
The ensign's eyes widened. "You're not accompanying us?"
"Sorry, but... as soon as you're up and running, we've gotta let you go.
The Captain just called; he's diverting us to 351. And speaking of up and
running..."
Flammond tapped his combadge. "All right, Leahy. You said two hours,
and it's been 30 minutes. You done yet?"
Leahy laughed back. "Well, of course, Doc. If it took me as long as it
should to do my job, what kind of hero would I be?"
"Perfect timing," Flammond said smiling wide. "I'm just packin' up
here."
"All right, Doc, just contact T'Vol and tell her we'll be departing in
twenty minutes."
"You got it, 'Captain.' Flammond out."
Flammond turned to the young ensign beside him who was holding his med.
kit. "Have a safe trip home, ma'am," he said.
"I will," she replied, smiling as she handed him the kit.
"Flammond to T'Vol. Beam me aboard and prepare to be en route in five
minutes."
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Ariana moved about sickbay,preparing for her mission
and thinking..One thing consumed her thoughts...Essy.That's all she could
think about.She sat down for a moment,picking up the padd she was working
on.To most people it would look just like some more work...but on it were
plans.Plans for a romantic evening...just the 2 of them...that is if they
ever got any time off.They both seemed to be working and never had any time
anymore.They had barely begun a relationship...and it was
going nowhere fast.Sighing,she looked at it.She had decided to show him
something special to her...making a program of Lake El'Nar on Betazed.Somehow
she knew he would appreciate it's beauty and tranquility.
She set the padd down,and laid her head back for
a moment and closed her eyes.Thinking of him..made the whole situation on the
Station easier,much easier.Ariana smiled,"Do I love him?",she thought to
herself.She couldnt answer that yet...she wasnt sure.She only knew how he
made her feel.How her heart jumped at the mere thought of his presence close
by.How,she nearly melted when he smiled at her the first time they met,and
how she felt young and vibrant again,just by hearing
his voice say her name,and his deep eyes looking into hers.
"Lt?",an ensign said in a small voice.Ariana
jumped and opening her eyes and looking at him."Sorry..if I disturbed you...I
was here..to take over your shift...",he trailed off,looking embarassed.She
smiled,"Ah..yes..I should be getting going..",she stood up and grabbed her
things,including that padd and slung it all on her shoulder.Smiling at the
young ensign and heading to the door."You have a good day now..and dont mess
up sickbay too bad...",she laughed lightly.The ensign
smiled sheepishly,"Yes ma'am...you be safe now...",he smiled at her and
waved a little as she walked out the door.Heading to the turbolift,she
guessed that the romantic evening..would just have to wait....again.....
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::in her office, sitting at her desk, reading over a PADD::
::yawns, and taps her computer terminal:: Computer, begin duty log.
::leans back in her chair::Computer>Log Opened. Begin recording.
Stardate:9707.09
Lieutenant Anora Chalaan, Chief Operations and Engineering Officer...My
duty shift in Ops began relatively quiet. I ran some routine sensor
scans...and then I found something:a Defiant-class starship, just entering
our sensor range. After running some more scans, I was able to identify the
ship as the USS Denver. Jem'hadar ships later appeared on sensors, on a
heading directly for the Denver. The Nimitz was dispatched in order to
assist, with Leahy in command.
::takes a sip of her water while reading over her PADD::
Lieutenant Junior Grade Newt and I will be completing the upgrades and
modifications Leahy and I came up with during our next duty shift. My crews
have already completed constructing the "solar windmill," all we need to do
is connect it to the station. ::takes another look at the PADD:: Newt and I
will need to work on the SIF generators, the sensor net, the C/D radio
subprocessor, the ODN conduits, and the main computer core, while upgrading
the quadritonic processors and the STL/Doppler
compensation protocols. The rest of the upgrades, mostly tactical systems,
I will leave to John and Tianna to do at their discretion. Computer, end
log.
::finishes her water::Computer>Log ended.
::rubs her neck, and continues reading engineering reports::
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:: tianna returned to her loft, still strewn with long stemmed white roses ::
:: sighing, she removed her clothing piece by piece, flinging each item to
the floor behind her.... she stepped into the sonic shower, letting the heat
roll over her stiff muscles ::
:: the el aurian slid into a silk chemise of sky blue and allowed her long
auburn hair to fall down to her waist....it framed her, giving an almost
elfin appearance ::
:: tianna slid into a chaise of soft cloth, sighing ::
begin log..
today a swift change in plans left my post commanding a holodeck training
mission.... mr parker and miss andromeda were excellent officers, and
although there were some difficulties..namely a failure of the safety system
and my pod being hit head on with debris....a long trip to
sickbay....destroying the dreadnought....hell, it wasn't a good simulation...
:: she sighed again as she ran a frustrated hand through her hair ::
i feel as though i'm stranded on a skiff with no pole and no breeze...
end log...
:: she closed her eyes, her entire body aching from the aftemath of the
collision... tianna didn't remember what happened in sickbay, but she knew it
wasn't good... and she knew she was lucky to be alive... ::
gods i miss micheal...
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=/\= DS-12 Internal Memo =/\=
Engineering Department
To: Commanding Officer, Deep Space Twelve - Captain Halleck
Fm: Lieutenant Shawn Leahy, Operations/Engineering Department
Via: Executive Officer
Department Heads
Copy to: All Hands
SUBJ: RECCOMENDATION FOR AWARDS
1. Having returned to DS12 after a succesful engagement of JemHaddar
warships while rendering assistance to U.S.S. Denver followed by the
liberation of Outpost 351 from Maquis renagades, I respectfully submit to you
sir the following reccomendations:
Doctor Flammond:
Letter of Commendation:
For services set forth in the following:
On Star Date 9707.16 Doctor Julian Flammond, did at grave danger to his own
safety, engage the Enemy on Outpost 351 in the Gamma Quadrant. Faced with
insurmountable odds, Flammond successfully escaped a hostage situation with
stunning courage and bravery. Showing a keen sense of duty, unswerving
commitment to readiness and amazing adaptability, Flammond engaged and
destroyed the opposing Maquis renegades who had captured him along with
several crewmembers assigned to his command. His selfless
devotion to duty, self sacrifice and commitment to others were keeping with
the highest traditions of Star Fleet. He brings great credit to both himself
and his Station. Well Done.
Lieutenant T'Vol:
Letter of Commendation:
For services set forth in the following:
On Star Date 9707.16 Lieutenant T'Vol, did at grave danger to his own
safety, engage the Enemy in the Gamma Quadrant. Faced with insurmountable
odds, T'Vol engaged and destroyed 4 Jem Haddar ships while rendering
assistance to the U.S.S. Denver and then, engaged and destroyed 23 Maquis war
ships who had captured and overran Outpost 351. Showing a keen sense of
duty, unswerving commitment to readiness and amazing adaptability, T'Vol
took Tactical Control of the U.S.S. Nimitz and successfully defeated
the Enemy. His knowledge of Battle Tactics, courage under fire and
Character in the face of the Enemy are second to none. His selfless devotion
to duty, self sacrifice and commitment to others were keeping with the
highest traditions of Star Fleet. He brings great credit to both himself and
his Station. Well Done.
Lieutenant Ariana:
Purple Heart:
For services set forth in the following:
On Star Date 9707.16 Lieutenant Ariana, did at grave danger to her own
safety, engage the Enemy in the Gamma Quadrant. Faced with insurmountable
odds, Ariana under the command of Doctor J. Flammond successfully escaped a
hostage situation with stunning courage and bravery, even after having been
seriously wounded while in Battle. Showing a keen sense of duty, unswerving
commitment to readiness and amazing adaptability, Ariana sucessfully engaged
and destroyed the opposing Maquis renegades who had
captured her along with several crewmembers assigned to her away team. Her
selfless devotion to duty, self sacrifice and commitment to others were
keeping with the highest traditions of Star Fleet. She brings great credit
to both herself and her Station. Well Done.
Very Respectfully,
Shawn Leahy, Lt, DS-12
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On the Captain's Desk
SD 9707.19
Intraship Memo: Tactical Situation Report
Station Tactical Status: 95% We have finished Upgrading the Aft Torpedoe
launchers. We still have to repair 5 Phaser Banks and upgrade them as well.
Shield Status: 100% We have Compelated Shield Repairs, Upgrades,
Modifications.
Phaser Bank Status: 80% We have had to shut down certain of them down for
repairs. the reparis should be done on 9707.16.
Torpedoe Launcher Status: 100% We concntrayed on the torpdeo laucnhers and we
have finished all repiars, Modifications, and upgrades.
Seperate Reports
Overview on Tactical Systems Report: We have had to shut down certain of the
Stations Phaser Banks for repiar, but we should have them fully operational
very soon. The shields are ready to be brought up to full. The Torpedoe
launchers have been finished and are repaired. The date of full tactical
readiness has been pushed back to Star Date 9707.16, this presumption is in
the event that no diffuclties are expirneced in the repair schedual.
Auxillary Space Craft Report: We have decided that all Star fleet
commishioned ships should be refit to full Tactical, Scientific, and other
missions. The spacecraft and upgrade have been listed below:
Defiant Class:
USS Cheyenne (NCC-15021)- Partially Upgraded and is currently undergoing
refitment.
USS Hornet (NCC-16212)- Has yet to be refitted and Upgraded,
USS Denver (NCC-96081)- The Denver has been transferred and is fully
operational, after being repaired...for use on Terek Lar.
USS Yorktown (NCC-81462)- Gone through Refitting, fully operational.
Excelsior Class:
USS Malinche (NCC-47150-B)- Gone through Standard Excelsior Class Refitment,
fully operational.
Nimitz Class:
USS Victory (NX-12876)- Fully refitted, specifically for defence of Station.
Nebula Class:
USS Reykjavik (NCC-17156)- Upgrading had begun, but is going slow.
Runabouts:
USS Tigris (NCC-12948)- Standard Runabout, fully operatonal.
USS McKenzie (NCC-37198)- Scientific Runabout, fully operational.
USS Destiny (NCC-71093)- Research Runabout, fullt operational.
USS Maliegh (NCC-23591)- Standard Runabout, fully operatonal
USS Hawking (NCC-41782)- Tactical Modified Runabout, fully operational.
USS Nepenthe (NCC- 10276)- Medical Runabout, fully operatonal
Station Upgrade Report:
We have finished upgrades on all of the Torpedoe launchers, we have increased
their reload time. Lt. Junior Grade T'Vol has come up with the idea of
Transporting Mines (Configured Torpedoes) In front of oncoming ships, we have
configured the USS Vicotry with this. We have also finished upgrades and
Modifications to the Shields, consisting of; Increaded refresh rate of 14.6
Seconds, recharge rate of 10MW per 1.45 minutes. Also in light of our resent
encounter with the Relarians we feel that we need some
secure area inside the station that would allow us to transport enemys to
where they can not harm those onboard the station. Or another Idea could be
to construct some kind of tactical field that can be used to trap and hold
enemys until they can be dealt with.
Lt. John Campbell/Lt. Junior Grade T'Vol
Deep Space Twelve Tactical Department
Deep Space Twelve
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::Es'Tset sat in his new office on Terak Lar, with several ionization filters
running, trying to get the smell of Yammak sauce out of the air. He looked
over the reports from the station, and came across the list of incoming
personel from DS12. He read down::
Smith, Sz'chek, Taylor, Thompson... Taylor?
::Es'Tset's eyes widened as he saw Ariana's name on the manifest for the
station::
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First Lt. John Campbell
Deep Space Twelve
Chief Tactical Officer
SD: 9707.20
Computer Duty Log...
Computer> Duty Log Begun.
::Sitting in Cardassian Looking Quarters and looks around at the room::
It has been a great day for Deep Space 12 and for the Federation's
Presence in the Gamma Quadrent. The crew of the Fearless has taken the
Cardassian/Romulan Space Station Terek Lar. It is now under Star Fleet
control, although there isn't much of a Star Feet with us, it is now alligned
with Deep Space 12, it also has several Ships Warbirds and Cardasssian War
Ships, they are also under our control. We only have one problem...the crew
of those ships and the station has been beamed to the planet
below. They may become active and try to retake their lost station, we must
relocate them. This will not be very easy to accomplish. We did suffer one
loss at the taking of this Station..the Defiant Class USS Fearless was lost
during the battle with the Station, but it is a small price to pay for the
Station and the orbiting ships. We have a small crew onboard the Station as
of yet, i think their will be more arriving after a while. I am just getting
used to the Cardassian and some Romulan look to the
place, it is although a great Station. It has been fitted with great
weaponry it seems to have been built for as a defense Station, maybe from the
Jem haddar they are a threat to anyone anywhere in the Gamma Quadrent...
Computer End Log....
Computer> Log ended and sent.
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=/\= DS-12 Personal Log =/\=
***Warning***
Information contained in personal logs is covered
by all applicable privacy act regulations
Personal Log for Lieutenant Shawn Leahy, DS-12
SD 9707.20
The ship was empty, lifeless it would seem, except for one person, deep
within it's hull, sitting in a "captains chair" in Main Control, the
operating area for the Aft Engine room.
There, alone, Lieutenant Leahy sat, staring at the gauges on the
throttleboard before him, in the U.S.S. New Orleans.
It was in this odd setting that Leahy often went to collect his thoughts.
While others chose isolated mountains, the sancity of there own homes, or
simple isolation in there staterooms, the former Navy Sailor most often came
to the Engineroom's he so loved, programed into a holodeck.
Thoughts wandered through his mind, aimlessly, without direction.
Shawn, after having returned to the Station with U.S.S. Nimitz, had heard
rumors that First Lieutenant Tianna Lin, the Stations Chief of Intelligence
and Security, 2nd Officer and, in fact, the woman who he was falling in love
with, might be getting back together with the XO. It was common knowledge
that the XO and Tianna had been in a relationship for some time, but it had
seemed to be at an end. Shawn had spent a great deal of time with the El
Aurian and had felt like they were becoming much more than just close
friends.
Shawn liked to think he was not the "Jealous Type", and all in all, he
believed this was true. He was confident in himself, although a little
concerned about his academic knowledge, he knew he could fix things, and
people listened to him. However, if not necassarily "Jealous", he was
definitly concerned, and bothered.
"Oh to heck with it, mabey I am Jealous." said Shawn, talking to himself.
He felt his frustration rising. Tianna knew how he felt about her, for that
matter, so did the entire Crew. Shawn had made his feeling known to her and
anyone but the most naive could see he was in love. Shawn knew Tianna was a
freindly person, and had many close friends. This did'nt bother Leahy, what
did bother him was that she did'nt seem to realize that when she showed
romantic attention to others, it hurt him, even if it should't. Leahy was
aware that in an "Ideal World", he would have a high enough self esteem level
and feel good enough that this would'nt bother him. Heck, it did'nt seem to
bother her, or even the XO for that matter. But, Leahy was not perfect. In
fact, he was far from it, and now it showed.
CRASHHH,, Pieces of the mug exploded into the air, a mist of coffee around
them, Shawn violently throwing the mug into the bulkhead, knowing that
loosing his temper was foolish, but unable to contain himself.
"Computer, end program."
The engineroom shimmered away, leaving shawn standing in the middle of the
holodeck, dark, with the light yellow grid lines surrounding the room.
speaking softly, Shawn whispered "Tianna, you need to choose."
Leahy left the holodeck, and went to Main Engineering, to go on watch.
**End Log**
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Ariana made her way through Terek Lar,looking at the
beautiful architechture of the station.Balancing the various PADD's and other
medical tools she couldnt leave without,plus her own personal luggage.She
leaning to one side from the weight of it all.Maybe she shouldnt have brought
so much,besides,it was only depatched duty.But,on the other hand,she never
knew exactly long she could be staying at a time..and it was a pain to bring
bags with her every single time when she could
always have clothes and other personal items at her disposal already.
She first stopped at her quarters,where she would
spending some nights.Exhaling,she looked at the deslolate space.It looked
beautiful,just like the rest of the station,just a bit more dreary and
empty.Empty...just like most things this way into space.Walking to the
bedroom,setting her bags down on the bed and began unpacking her items
slowly,thinking.She had yet to really look at the roster for Terek Lar...and
no idea who would be here.Wondering if she would have anyone to talk
to,to spend time with...she knew who she really wanted to spend time
with,someone she hadnt talked to...or even seen in a long time...
Exiting her "quarters",walking slowly down the
corridor and lost in her thoughts of him...of EsTset...she missed seeing
him...feeling him around.Things seemed so,closed and meaningless without him
around.She shook her head,"Maybe I am being..just...lovestruck...I know
better than this..",she tried to convince herself,but to no avail.She just
kept walking,thinking this...was the begninnig of something good..this
job...and maybe...it would be the beginning of her
future...hopefully full of love...
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First Lt. John Campbell
Deep Space Twelve
Chief Tactical Officer
SD: 9707.20
Computer Duty Log...
Computer> Duty Log Begun.
I am finally getting the hang of Terek Lar's Systems, it has taken
time to get used to the new designs, the Computer is not as good as the Deep
Space Twelve's. Although the tactical systems are very well designed, some of
the other systems seemed to have not been used often. We aso have the Ships
orbiting around the Station doing nothing, we need to put them to good use
soon. We should use them to relocate the Cardsassians and Romulans on the
planet below. We are trying to find a planet for them
sicne they are firing some kind of charges to the Station, that are causing
Minimal Damge. I think Ensign Parker and Lt Ariana are going to take a
Runabout to one of the Planets to get better readings since it is far away.
If the planet is hospitable to both Species we may need to transfer them.
Their is the posibilty we need to split up the the species if we cant find a
hosptitable planet for both. This will take time and at the moment we need to
hurry since the planet's charges are getting more
powerful. We could take them all out in a couple shots but we can't do that,
we took the Station from them and they deserve to live at least.
Computer End Log....
Computer> Log ended and sent.
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::she stared at the viewscreen in Ops::
Computer, open log...
Computer>Log opened. Begin recording.
Stardate 9707.23...
I was left in command of the station today, since Tianna and Captain Halleck
were on assignment, and Derrick was over at Terek Lar. Lieutenant, junior
grade Savvik and Ensign Nate began work on their respective projects, while I
worked on some modifications and upgrades of my own. I managed to establish
an energy feed with the "Solar Windmill" Shawn and I constructed, but that
was about it since I had to oversee the progress of both Nate and Savvik's
projects. Both look very promising, I might add.
As Nate, Savvik, and I were working down in Engineering, a call came from
the duty officer in Ops. A transwarp conduit had apparently appeared, and a
ship was exiting it, heading for Deep Space Twelve. We all ran to the
turbolift and headed for Ops. As soon as the turbolift arrived, I ran toward
the sensor console and began running detailed scans. I had to confirm the
readings twice to make me believe what I saw on the screen...a Borg
ship...heading this way. I immediately ordered the station to
be brought to Red Alert status, and everyone to take their battlestations.
The Borg ship continued heading directly for us, and later stopped at
approximately 2000 kilometers away from the station's upper pylons. Then, it
began to back off, for some reason yet to be determined. As of now, the
station remains at Red Alert, and with the Borg ship...lurking...out in
space...
Computer, end log.
Computer>Log closed.
::turns around to face the officers in Ops and sighs::Continue running scans.
Maintain Red Alert Status.
::returns to looking at the viewscreen::
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:: tianna leaned back against the wall, removing herself from the direct line
of fire ::
:: she and kain were pinned down, fire on all sides except for their back,
and that wasn't an option.... the el aurian was frustrated ::
:: they had been sent on a mission which was a goose chase... almost a
molehunt in nature, of course, the mole happened to be on the shuttle which
had abandoned her strike team ::
:: tvol had managed to sneak out under cover when cover was still possible...
and tianna wanted her off the planet immediately... ::
:: she turned her eyes to kain, watching him tirelessly aim and fire off
another round... he was nothing but flawless in marksmanship but even he
couldn't last much longer... they had to move... ::
:: she gazed upward, but realized she didn't want to risk a cave in... then
tianna looked down ::
:: if the schematics she had studied were correct, blasting open the floor
would lead them to a network of underground aqueducts... the question was,
could kain swim? ::
<w> you're going to have to...
:: tianna turned her emp's snub nose and shot thru the metal flooring, kain
snapped his eyes to hers, she just grabbed his gun ::
move!
:: he did, splashing down below, after resurfacing tianna tossed him the emp
before she positioned herself to fall.. then she shot the ceiling above the
tiny entrance where they had been pinned, it caved in and tianna allowed
herself to slide over the edge ::
:: she clutched the gun, not letting go as she gained velocity, so much that
her entrance to the water was painful... with determination she drug herself
to an exposed pipe, wrapping her arm around it... she turned to kain ::
we have to take out the main power generators... i'm not leaving until we
do...
:: he nodded, scanning the area by eyesight before gazing back at her petite
frame ::
:: her torso was covered in blood... the shrapnel which had impaled her had
in fact ripped straight thru her body... luckily it missed her spine... ::
:: her ninety two year old form was very young for her race, but it would not
take much more abuse... tianna refused to allow herelf to accept it, trying
to desperately block out the pain ::
:: she was going to take out this outpost, no matter what the cost ::
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It happened in flashes,one moment she was gripping to the
rockface,trying to get down to Es.The next,the rock slipped from under her
and she was racing to the ground below her.Although it took only a few
seconds for her to hit the ground with a painful crush,it seemed like
years,seeing the rockface race away,and knowing the ground would be where she
hit.Hitting the ground with such force that she immediately broke several
bones in her body,Ariana lay there,in a pool of her own
blood,which was slowly trickling from her ears.She was bruised and
tattered,and then she blacked out.
Feeling a hand on her face,and a soft voice,she opened her
eyes partially,seeing Es next her,the sun surrounding him,making him glow
like an angel sent to take her away.He made movements over her,they seemed
like in slow motion,but were slowly fading away,in darkness.She didnt know
what was going on,where she was.It was getting darker..and she was afraid.She
pleaded with him to take her from the darkness,her eyes wanting to
close,drooping more,wanting to sleep.But he insisted,"Talk to
me.."She fought with the darkness,every movement she made full of sharp
pains,her hair damp from sweat and blood.She just wanted to give up,it was
too hard to stay awake..but he insisted.Why was he so persistant?She lifted a
weak and already pale hand,waving him away as best she could...her eyes
getting more droopy."Plans...tell me about those plans.."Everything around
her was spinning,swaying..getting dark.
"P-plans...",she blurted out before her eyes slowly
closed....blacking out.
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</\> Lieutenant (Jg) Newtrock </\>
Assistant Operations / Engineering Officer
::::Newt sat in the empty Operations Office swiveling in his chair as looked
around this familiar setting::::: :::He smiled and plunged deep into
thought remembering the first day he had ever set foot on Deep Space
Twelve:::
It seemed like eons ago... ::Newt quietly thought to himself:::: I
remember when I first received my orders...:::Slight chuckle::: A young
cocky ensign with little experience and huge ego :::Laughs:: I guess that's
how we all start. I wanted to save the world in half an hour. After just
graduating the Academy a few weeks prior, I was awaiting my first assignment
with unending anticipation. That first line on the transmission
said...."Welcome to Deep Space Twelve" ..and I knew I was home. I said
to myself, "Newt.. This is what you've been waiting for, go for it and never
look back."
I remember reading those intricate technical specs as they poured onto my
view screen and marveling at the Station's weaponry and efficiency. But,
heck, her weapons and efficiency turned out to be the least of all the things
that I appreciate about this place. :::Smiles:: It's the people here that
makes this Station the pride of Starfleet. Warm and inviting, they are the
Station's life blood. Sustaining it, maintaining it each and every day with
a smile on their faces and a friendly "hello" to all
who pass by. Not a hateful word, or a seemingly unsolvable problem could
make these determined individuals quit. It is the challenge of life that
thrills them each day. Without that challenge, DS12 we be no different from
any other Starfleet Station. But, no, something about this place is
different because that challenge is vivid and full of life.
My first assignment out of the Academy and I was ready to tackle it with full
force... And my first day turned out to be literally quite a "tackle".
:::Laughs to himself::: I remember Ensign Flammond hounding us all to report
for our physicals issuing numerous reminders and warnings. ::Chuckles to
himself:: I still, to this day, never got that physical. Flammond must have
forgotten, I'm glad he did, I hate physicals.
There I was.. My first day as an assistant tactical / security officer. I
remember it well, that disabled Jem'Haddar ship floating in space. Then all
of the intruder alerts all over the Station. We, in security, were
scrambling to investigate all of the reports. I remember there was an
intruder in Engineering. Johnny1, that's what we use to call Campbell, and I
reported with a young Medical Officer, Ensign Brennyn.
Well, the power was out in Engineering and I motioned for Brennyn to wait by
the door until Johnny1 and I checked the room out. I slowly entered the
Chief Engineer's Office and boom, it hit me! A Changeling. "No Changeling
has ever harmed another" - Oh, that's a load of bull! I struggled with him
and then he disappeared. He came up behind Brennyn and knocked her over the
head. He threw Johnny1 against the bulkhead knocking him out and then
tackled me! Some security officer I was, eh? :::laughs:::
He wrapped his hands around my throat and squoze tightly. I gasped for
air, gaging and flailing my arms. Then I heard a phaser blast and the
Changeling was blasted off of me. I caught my breath and turned around to
see who had shot the Changeling. ::Smiles:: It was good ol' Johnny1. He
saved my life that day, and I'll never forget it. With the exception of some
bruises around my neck, I came away from the battle practically unscathed,
thanks to Johnny1 and I believe Brennyn had some part in
too.
:::Nodding:: Yes, that's what makes this Station special, I should have
realized it my very first day. The comradery of this unique place is truly a
superior model for all of Starfleet. :::Newt stops thinking and peers into
the highly polished glossy black marble table in the center of the Operations
Office:::::
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First Lt. John Campbell
Deep Space Twelve
Chief Tactical Officer
SD: 9708.1
Computer Duty Log...
Computer> Duty Log Begun.
We had begun working on finding the origin of the Explosions that had
riddled the Station for days, on Terek Lar it is a Constant shaking or
console exploding lately. In Ops their was only one working console left
after Ops has been all but destoyed with the Consoles going up and Fires
Starting without cause. Well we did send a Runabout with First Lt. Estset and
Lt Ariana on a mission to find a suitible planet for the previous occupants
of this Station. Although we have lost Contact with the
Runabout, we are sending a Romulan Warbird with a Small compliment to search
for them. Mean While while the Runabout had been laucnhed Commander Derk and
I were searching for the cause of the explosions, we suited up and beamed
into the Habbitat ring, i was then hit by something, it seemed to be a huge
creature of some sort, it was pitch dark in the Habbitat ring so i did not
get a good look at it. But Commander Derk did and he shot it, killed it i
presume. Then he saw a unidentified light, after a
quick scan Commander Derk found it to be a Iconian Gateway, he then was
sucked through into the other side, i later found out that he was pulled onto
the USS Victory. I beamed up to ops to find most of the Consoles back up and
running and that the Captain was on his way. When he arrived i informed him
of what was happening and then i was informed that Commander Derk was pulled
through the Gateway and know his location is unkown. Now i must head to the
Romulan Warbird to make sure everyhting is working
correctly.
Computer End Log....
Computer> Log ended and sent.
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Her hands let go,falling.....falling....screaming.Ari shot
straight up in her bed,sweating and crying.It took her moment to realize
where she was.Her own bed,warm and cozy.She looked around the still bare
quarters and sighed.That moment...it still replayed over and over in her
mind.She scooted over to the edge of the bed and exhaled.She was a wreck.Her
body still ached and her mind was just a mess.It had been...a very hard 2
weeks.She stood up,grabbing her robe and making her way to the
bathroom.She looked at herself in the mirror.Her eyes looked black,her face
looked like it had been put back together.Well,it had.But the doctor had done
an amazing job....almost no scars.Though her mind was a bit messed up,she
would eventually get everything in order.
She turned on the water in the shower,dropped her nightie and
stepped in,the hot,steaming water easing her aching body.She closed her
eyes,the water running down over her,her hair slicking down her back to her
waist.It felt so good,it gave her time to think,to be at peace...she started
drifting into her daydreams....
BEEP!Ari sighed,stepped out of the shower and moves to her
chrono.It was time for duty....she hoped she was ready to go back.She slowly
dressed and made her way out of her quarters...and back to work.....
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:: tianna glared at the soldier and then bit the hand which had just slapped
her ::
ajht!
:: the jem hadaar guard grabbed her left arm and threw her into the gray
metal of the cell wall ::
you will answer me or die!
:: tianna sank to the floor, her temple bleeding from the impact and lay
still, appearing to be unconscious ::
:: the soldier snatched her torso and looked at her before dropping her frame
back to the ground and leaving, locking the forcefield behind him ::
:: she waited until she heard his footfalls die away, then tianna slowly drew
her knees up to her chest, she shivered in the cold air, noticing goosebumps
forming on her bare skin ::
:: while trying to give cover to the escaping drive section of the loth she
had decided to set the self destruct and beam herself aboard... what she
hadn't realized was that the loth had hightailed it for home, and she ended
up beaming herself directly onto one of the jem ships ::
:: the ship had destroyed the saucer section before it's auto destruct,
sacrificing two of it's own for it's new prisoner ::
:: the el aurian had been stripped of her uniform, all her weapons
confiscated, and had awaken to the delightful walls of this cell... and it's
freezing air ::
:: she shivered again, trying to rub her long legs, desperate to keep
circulation going ::
:: the slim undergarments she wore wouldn't keep her sustained for long... ::
gods...
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:: leiutenant commander tianna lin had been left on a biobed in a trauma area
of sickbay... she was unconsciouss to the world around her and unaware of her
wounded body ::
:: the maquis soldiers which had held the delta section of deep space 12
hostage had put up one hell of a fight... they weren't about to be
displaced... expecially when they were stuck in the gamma quadrant without a
current hope of rescue... desperation does crazy things... ::
:: tianna, anora, andromeda, and carter had taken on the maquis... they
weren't prepared for the amount of fire power they faced and ended up being
trapped by their own forcefields... ::
:: the el aurian had blown a hole in the interior wall of their corridor and
crawled along an access tube, coming up behind the maquis... a rogue power
surge had foiled her plans.. ::
:: tiannahad been blown into the wall... several bones broken upon impact...
concussion, lacerations, and a jolt that knocked the breath from her body ::
:: she had been approached by a member of the maquis who had taken advantage
of her state and used tianna's own emp to shoot her upper torso... he left
her to die.. ::
:: however, her ninety two year old body did not just die... tianna refused
to let anything cloud her because no one was about to shoot her with her own
gun... no one... ::
:: anora had reached her, tried to help her... tianna had wriggled from her
grasp and shot through the floor, crawling into the gridwork beneath and then
popping up on the other side of a forcefield... she then activated the
horizontal fields on a timer of three seconds... blessing the fact that an
intel team had helped to design this station... and then tianna blew through
the outer wall... ::
:: she actually made it back down under the floor forcefield before the hull
breach... when she awoke from her current state she would be amazed at that
fluke... and then tianna had watched as the entire group of maquis, save for
the few who had been arrested and taken to the brig, were "blown" into
space... ::
:: the intel officer remained unaware of all of this... and she was about to
miss a transmission she should have intercepted... ::
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::sitting next to a console in his quaters and opens his duty log::
My first week on the station and I already had a combat situation. My Chief,
Lt Commande Tianna seems to be confident and in charge. Everything a Chief
needs to be. Lt Commande Anora helped me out when I was trapped in a
forcefield..Seems caring and helpful. There was a squad of marquis Soldiers
that took over the Delta section of the base. We had a heated phaser fire
combat on the promenade with them. That was useless. Neither side gained
anything by it. I had the plastique and moved forward under the
phaser fire. As I aproached I was backed into a corner and trapped in a
force field. Anora came to my resue by turning the fire suppression systems
on. turning my forcefield off. I retreated back with her. Thats when Tianna
went under a forcefield and came up on the other side. Placing the plastique
on the outer hull of the base and jumping into safety as it exploded. The
majority of the marquis soldiers flew out into space. the rest were arrested.
::ends log and moves to his bed. hoping to sleep::
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:: the lithe el aurian paced the small runabout, her silence frightening the
crew more than her irrational behavior with the "prophet" had ::
:: tianna couldn't believe what was happening... not because she couldn't
fathon it, after all... the el aurian had witnessed and been part of much
stranger things... but because she refused to accept it as a reality ::
:: during the trial of essy's theory tianna had been skeptical... an attitude
which she kept even now... but in this now they were stuck in the wormhole...
and there was no doubting that ::
:: she knew in her heart there was no such thing as a prophet.. the bajorans
relied on a false system of worship... if there had been prophets the
occupation and rape of bajor never would have occured... tianna would never
have spent five years in a cardassian labor camp... her body would never have
been violated and her lover would not have been dead... ::
:: her hands were like ice ::
:: whatever game this "voice" was playing tianna was not about to
participate... she would rather be blown out into space with the equivilent
of three hundred times the factor of normal gravity crushing her form than
bow to the whims of some mirthy creature ::
:: she had lost her hair clip, she couldn't remember how... and now her
auburn hair fell in gentle waves past her waist... hurriedly she tucked it
behind her left ear and brushed the loose strands away from her eyes... she
had to make certain this runabout and this crew returned to deep space
twelve... no matter what the consequences ::
:: she crossed to the tactical computer and watched the analysis of their
situation scroll across the screen.... and then she began to divert as much
power as she could to the weapons systems ::
:: the intelligence officer was far from a diplomat ::
"we have to blow our way out..."
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::taps at the console::
Computer>Ensign Jeremy Carter's Duty Log Open
It seems that those courses on Tactical Postion ended up to be quite useful.
I was assigned to Tac on the Loth. We set our course and started to test our
stations. Then a Jem Hadar Fighter Hailed us. It didn't appear on our sensors
till after. I'm not sure how that could be. We were told by a Vorta that they
had a few of our officers. So, our CO order an away team which just left me
and him on the bridge. I readjust the Plasma conductors into a high energy
Cannon. It was crude but it worked. It knocked
the Jem Ship out of commission for a shor time. In that time the AT boarded
and got the prisioners. They got out just as the Jem Ship got back online. I
keep up enough Phaser fire on them to disable them till they got back. Then,
the Jem ship turned on us and started to fire on us. We fought them off but
the ship is even a bigger mess than before.
::Taps the Console to end the log::