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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Raider: Revenge
Stardate: 9610:10

<<BEGIN LOG>>

My plan to capture the USS Phoenix took a unexpected turn. The Nausicaans
lured the the USS Gettysburg into the Azure Nebula and our elaborate ambush.
The Gettysburg is a newly designed starship on her shake down cruise with a
miminal crew.

We took the starship with miminal losts and slaughter 37 Starfleet chumps. I
won my a little prize. I caught the lovely, young, captain of the Gettyburg,
Miss Elizabeth Shelby.

This is Shelby's first command since her failed pursuit for the XO postion on
the USS Enterprise. With the lost of the old Enterprise, she grabbed the
first command she could find.

I spared her life in order to make her my personal slave. I will enjoy
breaking her in and bending her to my will. I love my own vices.

As for the USS Gettyburg, she is a new untested starship of the new class
with the same name. Starfleet Command must be running ragged trying to find
us.

Capt. Ben Maxwell critcized my methods but I get results. The Gettysburg is
his new command but I will deal with him when the time is right. He can have
his brief moment in the sun, I perfer the working in the shadows.

Since I crossed over into this universe, I have made some powerful allies.
The Nausicaans are powerful brutes who kill for the thrills. I like that
about them. My counterpart in this universe is fighting the Romulans. Too
bad, I could have use them as allies for the Maquis. I am going to turn the
Maquis into a fighting force to be feared.

With three Maquis Raiders, two Nausicaans Attackships and the Gettysburg, my
fleet is growing steadly. Our next attack will be on that Obsidian Order
Base the other Riker found.

Oh, am I having fun, now

<END LOG>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Raider: Revenge
Stardate: 9610:10

<<BEGIN LOG>>

My plan to capture the USS Phoenix took a unexpected turn. The Nausicaans
lured the the USS Gettysburg into the Azure Nebula and our elaborate ambush.
The Gettysburg is a newly designed starship on her shake down cruise with a
miminal crew.

We took the starship with miminal losts and slaughter 37 Starfleet chumps. I
won my a little prize. I caught the lovely, young, captain of the Gettyburg,
Miss Elizabeth Shelby.

This is Shelby's first command since her failed pursuit for the XO postion on
the USS Enterprise. With the lost of the old Enterprise, she grabbed the
first command she could find.

I spared her life in order to make her my personal slave. I will enjoy
breaking her in and bending her to my will. I love my own vices.

As for the USS Gettyburg, she is a new untested starship of the new class
with the same name. Starfleet Command must be running ragged trying to find
us.

Capt. Ben Maxwell critcized my methods but I get results. The Gettysburg is
his new command but I will deal with him when the time is right. He can have
his brief moment in the sun, I perfer the working in the shadows.

Since I crossed over into this universe, I have made some powerful allies.
The Nausicaans are powerful brutes who kill for the thrills. I like that
about them. My counterpart in this universe is fighting the Romulans. Too
bad, I could have use them as allies for the Maquis. I am going to turn the
Maquis into a fighting force to be feared.

With three Maquis Raiders, two Nausicaans Attackships and the Gettysburg, my
fleet is growing steadly. Our next attack will be on that Obsidian Order
Base the other Riker found.

Oh, am I having fun, now

<END LOG>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Raider: Revenge
Stardate: 9610:10

<<BEGIN LOG>>

My plan to capture the USS Phoenix took a unexpected turn. The Nausicaans
lured the the USS Gettysburg into the Azure Nebula and our elaborate ambush.
The Gettysburg is a newly designed starship on her shake down cruise with a
miminal crew.

We took the starship with miminal losts and slaughter 37 Starfleet chumps. I
won my a little prize. I caught the lovely, young, captain of the Gettyburg,
Miss Elizabeth Shelby.

This is Shelby's first command since her failed pursuit for the XO postion on
the USS Enterprise. With the lost of the old Enterprise, she grabbed the
first command she could find.

I spared her life in order to make her my personal slave. I will enjoy
breaking her in and bending her to my will. I love my own vices.

As for the USS Gettyburg, she is a new untested starship of the new class
with the same name. Starfleet Command must be running ragged trying to find
us.

Capt. Ben Maxwell critcized my methods but I get results. The Gettysburg is
his new command but I will deal with him when the time is right. He can have
his brief moment in the sun, I perfer the working in the shadows.

Since I crossed over into this universe, I have made some powerful allies.
The Nausicaans are powerful brutes who kill for the thrills. I like that
about them. My counterpart in this universe is fighting the Romulans. Too
bad, I could have use them as allies for the Maquis. I am going to turn the
Maquis into a fighting force to be feared.

With three Maquis Raiders, two Nausicaans Attackships and the Gettysburg, my
fleet is growing steadly. Our next attack will be on that Obsidian Order
Base the other Riker found.

Oh, am I having fun, now

<END LOG>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Personal log LtJgPhaser Speaking

I'm really gonna miss worf I will never forget the first day I joined ABC
told me to report to him and I did but I was so confused ha I never thought
this would happen well worf that's the way the Warp Bubble pops

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LtjgSpock1
Bridge Science Officer
USS Excelsior

An event took place which almost provoked an emotional reaction from me. I
do not like to admit it though. The Excelsior crashed. After leaving the
drive section in space, the saucer lost power and went tumbling through the
atmosphere and met the ground. I am glad that the USF did not lose any
officers, however USFJonny was badly injured and may never walk again.
I, along with the rest of the crew is left to wonder what will happen to us
now. It seems logical that we will be assigned to a new ship. I think the
crew did very well in this crisis. It is unfortunate that the ship did not
survive.

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computer> Personal Log 9610.13 Looptail of Sivao
HOLY TOLEDO! I know I requested a more interesting assignment - more action
and adventure - but I need to remember to be careful what I ask for!
Seems like a nice enough crew, but I haven't had much time to get to know
them, yet. I hope I find some sparring partners for the holodecks soon who
enjoy a rousing rompus. My quarterstaff is getting rusty and I know my
climbing skills will drop if I don't practice. And LIVE prey to chase is
sooooo much better!!!
Looptail out.

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Open Personal log

Today we had to go pass the Neutral Zone,with the utah we've heen hit many
times i don't think
we are going to make but i know this crew will tey will not give up.........

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Ship was destory.......i feel we have failled but we have another
porblem....... trying to stay "live"
i hope we can make it........ no forget that i know we can make

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We have crash on the planet we have to so how get of the planet iam comeing
up with a number
of ideas

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We have to now go Pass the Neutral Zone ,with the Utah i feel we will make
it be cause we are
the best crew in the fleet!!!

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Commander Jay Winger
USS Excelsior
CTO--New XO

Aaron Lancaster
United Space Federation
Citizen

Switchback
Neo-Optimum Movement
Regent
<<<<OPEN LOG>>>>
Personal Log. Stardate 9610.13.
::Winger is searching through the rubble of his quarters.::
Winger>Wouldn't'cha know? My terminal survived! So did my box of mementos.
::Terminal buzzes, Lancaster appears::
Lancaster>Jay? You there?
W>Lancaster? ::runs to Terminal:: Hey. How ya doin'?
L>I...dunno. My head feels kinda fuzzy. Think I need to cut back on the
caffeine.
W>::chuckles::
L>Jay, you know how you said I needed to see a doctor or something?
W>Yeah.
L>Well, I don't like the news.
W>About the Multiple Personality Disorder?
L>Yeah. But there's more, there's . . . ::trails off, stares into space::
W>Lancaster? Aaron? You okay?
Switchback>Not really.
W>::[thinks]:: [Uh,oh. It's Switchback.] Switchback! Hi.
S>So, I heard you crashed.
W>News sure travels fast, don't it?
S>You could say that. Guess it must be rather hard to keep intruders out of
the rubble, right?
W>[Not good.] Sorta, yeah. Why d'you ask?
S>::cackles::You'll find out.
::Terminal goes dark::
W>Damn. ::notices something:: Hey. There's a message from Lancaster.
::plays message::
Doctor>--that Aaron Christos Lancaster is suffering from a rare form of
Multiple Personality Disorder: Personality Breakdown. As time progresses,
one of his personalities will degrade and become weak. Memories will fade,
motor skills will be lost to that personality. And from my preliminary
tests, the personality of Aaron Lancaster will be the one that breaks down.
This means--::message cuts out::
W>Damn. Again. That probably means that when Lancaster...dies...Switchback
will be free to do as he pleases. Not good. Definitely not good. ::looks
at Terminal:: Computer: open things-to-do list
Computer>List open.

Things to do:
*Help Bower and Looptail with the medical stuff.
*Get arm looked at.
*Salvage what I can from the Excelsior's wreckage.
*Find out how to deal with Switchback.
*Help Lancaster.
*Celebrate a little over being promoted to Cmdr. and XO.
*Post logs.

W>Computer: close list.
Computer>List closed.

Into Forever, the human race shall survive.
<<<<CLOSE LOG>>>>

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Lt (jg) Banko Hygiel
Assistant Tactical Chief
USS Excelsior NCC-2000-B

::He gathers his belongings from his ruined quarters.::

::A bow-staff, a book by Sun Tzu, the remains of Spunkmeyer, and his Anbo
Jytsu battlearmor. He patched it all up with two uniforms into his large
backpack.::

::That backpack has been with every humaniod host since the beginning with
J'Banko back in the 22nd century. It has been torn, ripped, burn, and
toasted yet as long as a piece remains the next host will recieve this bag
along with the symbiont.::

<<Begin Personal Log>>

I miss the Excelsior. She was the best starship, I ever served on. I was
hoping to be her first officer someday but that will never happen. The Excel
is damaged beyond repair. I feel it was somehow my fault. Maybe will kill
me someday.

As for the crew, Excel has a fine crew and I would love to work with them
again. I don't understand how Rear Admiral Mondox got back aboard the ship
just before she crashed but I am ok with it.

I don't know what I feel from Timmer. I hope we can build a relationship
from this ash and ruins.

Congraduations to all the promoted officers. I just wish I could prove to
the Admiral that I am a valuable officer and worthy of a promotion. Perhaps,
I am a little ambious but I just want to do my best with this crew and
Starfleet. I have something to prove to myself and all the humanoid host
before me.

<<End Log>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

=/\=

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:13

<<BEGIN LOG>>

The Gettyburg is an amazing ship, highly advanced, and graceful like the
Interpid Class. The Gettysburg takes a crew of 170 including officers and
ground support.

But, we have about 85, half that number. Among the 85, we have 20 Nausicaans
Mercenaires loyal to me and D'saunak, their leader. The about 40 are Maquis
crew member perhaps loyal to Capt. Benjamin Maxwell, our current captain.
The rest are loyal to no one but their own greed. I like that.

The captain wants to recruit more members from other Maquis terrorist cells.
But I don't trust the dear Capt. Maxwell. I believe he wants to stack the
deck in his favor. I decided to hire a Ferengi Doctor by the name of Poggs
to gave me the edge.

Doctor Poggs is a wonderful greedy soul and I pay him well. He keeps tabs on
all the officers and crew loyal to Capt. Maxwell.

My slave, Elizabeth Shelby, and I have another fight. She is so good but she
is weaking. I am pumping her lovely system with large doses of Endorphines.
Shelby will be addictive in a week or two. She is strong but I am stronger.
Shelby will be such an obedient little slave.

We are zigzaging through Cardassian Space avoiding the Cardies, the Klingons,
and even Starfleet. We are attacking weapons depots and starships on the far
corner of the Cardies space.

Am, I having fun or what.

<END LOG>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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computer> Personal Log 9610.13 Looptail of Sivao

HOLY TOLEDO! I know I requested a more interesting assignment - more action
and adventure - but I need to remember to be careful what I ask for!
Seems like a nice enough crew, but I haven't had much time to get to know
them, yet. I hope I find some sparring partners for the holodecks soon who
enjoy a rousing rompus. My quarterstaff is getting rusty and I know my
climbing skills will drop if I don't practice. And LIVE prey to chase is
sooooo much better!!!
Looptail out.

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Lt Phaser's log

PPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I FINALLY GOT IT A PRMOMO! in other news I have asked Jueves position because
he quit and I like being in engineering

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::Sits in chair, after geting back from sickbay::
Computher, begin perthonal log thtardate 9610.20
<Computer> Log open.

Well afther a romulan ambuth, the Exthelthior crathed. A pannel exploded and
blew up in my faith. It hurtths to talk so I will make thith brief. My duty
log will be more detailed. Afther 3 broken boneth and minor thurgery on my
faith I will be fine.

Computher end log
<Computer> Log ended.

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Computer, begin personal log

Boy! What a day!! Just as I begin to get this ship back into working order,
we get attacked by Romulan Warbirds. We dumped some of our antimatter pods on
them and blew them into atoms, but that overloaded the contaiment fields on
the remaining pods and the warp core. We tried to jettison the entire
assembly, but it jammed in mid eject. We were facing a warp core breach and
the Admiral ordered the saucer section separated. The power failed in main
engineering as the fusion reactors were diverting power to
the saucer section. I heard Esn Derk moaning but in the darkness, and with
the radiation incressing from then overloading power systems, i was forced to
leave him behind. Fortuantely, a temp rescued him and took him to the
sickbay. The saucer separated from the star drive section and the warp core
breach shoved us into the atmosphere. I actually caused more damage to the
surounding area then what was actually delt to me. My left arm is loosening,
most likely from the crash. I'll have the CMO look into
it.

Computer end log

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Lieutenant (sg) Banko T. Hygiel
Assistant Tactical Chief
USS Excelsior/Camp Excelsior

::He searching in his backpack for those old set of pips that belonged to
Elkon Hygiel::

::Hygiel puts them on and smiles.::

::Another step closer to the top, He Thought::

<<BEGIN LOG>>

I have to talk with LtJG Data. He is abusing his rank on lesser officers.
The android thinks that one more pip entitles him to be a jerk to others. I
will try to explain something to him. We are all Starfleet Officers and sort
of like family. If you hurt one of us you hurt us all. I don't think Data
realize that yet but I can explain it to him over and over again.

As for MacManus, the Doc said he will be fine. And Mac had the nerve to say
that he was wrong to go out into the forest without thermo-gear. But, I am
responisble for the entire Tactical Dept. and every officer below me. They
hurt, I hurt. They excell, I excell.
But, she is right that I do take too much responsible. I guess it is a habit
I picked up from Elkon. He was a good Starfleet Commander and I want to be
even better. He deserves no less than that.

About her? I don't know what I feel for her but she is such a wonderful
being. I think I am falling in love?

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:21

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Dammit, we were ambushed by three Cardassian Galor Class Cruisers and two
Starfleet ships, The USS Cairo and The USS Repulse. Both of them were
outdated but powerful Excelsior class vessels.

The Cairo was under the command of a Captain Jericho and he was a devil to
fight against. We attacked another supple depot on the Cardassian side and
we pick up a distress signal from a Federation transport.

I refused to respond but Captain Benjamin Maxwell felt differently. So, we
left how support ships and headed back into Federation space. As soon as we
warped out the Cards attacked.

They destroyed both Nausicaan Attackships before the others could signal for
help. We quickly returned a were ambushed. Unfortuately, the Gettysburg
have one tri-cobalt missile that made short work of two Galors and left the
third crippled.

Our Maquis Raiders picked the last one clean before the Cairo and the Repulse
leaped across the Border and attacked us from behind. Two of our raiders
fail in their outslaught. We returned fire only to recieve it back in spades.

I quickly discovered that the Repulse's energy resources were extremely low.
I speculated that the Repulse spend hours at high warp to intersect us. So,
we concentrated our firepower on the Repulse's foreward shields. Then our
last raider rammed her. The Repulse went up in flames and we barely escaped
Jericho's wrath.

We lost about 32 crew members in that ambush and lost all our support ships.
We are running, more like crawling to a secret base just outside of Bajoran
space.

As for Shelby, I still have plans for her.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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::Gets another padd out of his bag::
::Begins writing personal log::
Personal log, stardate 9610.21.
We evacuated what was left of the Excelsior and left her to self
destruct. We made a camp and are awaiting starfleet to come and pick us up.
The admiral is keeping our spirits up but for some they realize the extream
peril we are in. I got promoted and I just hope starfleet gets word we are
out here, to know that I did get promoted!

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LtjgSpock1
Chief Science Officer
USS Excelsior (Crew)
Personal Log

It is quite a difference that exists between being on a starship and being
stranded on a foreign planet. Many things which we have for so long taken
for granted, are no longer so easy to come by. Our replicators will
hopefully last a long time, but we cannot be sure. Since it appears that we
may be here for an extended period, I think it would be wise if we had an
away team of sorts investigate thoroughly the surrounding area.

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Cmdr. Jay Winger
USS Excelsior--destroyed--Camp Excelsior
Executive Officer

Aaron Lancaster/Switchback
USF/Neo-Optimum Movement
Citizen/Regent
<<<<OPEN LOG>>>>
Personal log. Stardate 9610.21.
::Winger is leaving the SickBay area with a bandage around his head. He
leaves Hygiel, who is staring at Looptail::
>By the Eternal, my head hurts.
::Heads toward perimeter::
>Might as well see what happened while I was out.
::Notices something near perimeter::
>What's that?
::Runs over to see::
>Great Bird of the Galaxy.
::It is Switchback, clad in his red-and-black uniform, unconscious on the
ground. His grinning red-and-black mask is lying on the ground nearby::
>=/\=Winger to SickBay. Medical Emergency near the perimeter.
::Checks pulse, which is weak::
::As medical officers deal with Switchback, he pulls out his PADD and enters
in "things-to-do" list::

Things to do:
*Help set up camp.
*Find out what happened while I was unconscious.
*Find out what happened to Switchback.
*Post logs.

::puts away PADD::
<<<<CLOSE LOG>>>>

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Personal Log
Stardate 9610.16
EnsArronax
<<BEGIN LOG>>
I just sent a message to Thomas... Sperol. Surprisingly, he's in the Ganna
Quadrant and on a classified ship, like here. Although I wasn't on duty, I
heard that the ship had seperated into a saucer section and a bubble drive,
and was headed for Romulus. I'm constantly amazed at what this ship can do.
<<END LOG>>

Personal Log
Stardate 9610.25
EnsArronax
<<BEGIN LOG>>
::is out of breath::
I've just been doing some physical excersise and after the completion of the
log, I will begin mental excersise. We've just... crashed... on Romulus.
I'm scared although no one is aware of that, of course. No one, including
the captain, knows whats going to happen. Everything we can do to get help
will alert the Romulans, but we need help. We will find a way out of here.
I'm sure of that. RAmdrl Monodox, orbiting freighters...
<<END LOG>>

**Nothing Unreal Exists**

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Lt Phaser's log

me and the crew of the Excel are still here without rescue on the way
however I do have an idea Data and I could replicate parts of a shuttle and
construced one since I am a shuttle pilot I would like the admirals concent
on this first though
Phaser out

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Computer, begin personal log

Derk is a strange officer, he insists on doing things the old way..... oh
well. My engineering crew is working out fine, all of them finnaly got
promoted past ensign. This last mission did not have a lot of details to
cover.

Computer, end log

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LT (SG) Banko T. Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NX-2000-B

<<BEGIN LOG>>

We were rescued today from Camp Excel but I miss the place. I enjoy roughing
it. I enjoyed the fresh air and pleasant woods. I will miss that place. No
replicators, No Transporters, No Timmer. I can't seem to hide my feeling
about her. I can't help but fall hopelessly in love with her. But, I can't
if I want to further I career in Starfleet. But, I can't deny my heart
either.

About Timmer Armon:
If another person were to describe her, they would see a young woman of just
shorter than average height.
They would see a thin body with long arms and oh so lovely long legs. A fine
but not quite hour glass figure because she has very small hips.

A face with delicate ivory skin and that famous rigged nose I adore so well.
High cheekbones, just a hint of summer rose, set off by soft, shaped lips.

Her smile is rarely seen but shows off her straight white teeth.
"The face of an angel" I like to say, yet remorseful in a strange way.

Those laughing blue eyes lost their innocence long ago. And it will take
many years to heal a heavy soul.

I hope to heal that soul with great feats of love and joy.

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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LT (SG) Banko T. Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NX-2000-B

<<BEGIN LOG>>

We were rescued today from Camp Excel but I miss the place. I enjoy roughing
it. I enjoyed the fresh air and pleasant woods. I will miss that place. No
replicators, No Transporters, No Timmer. I can't seem to hide my feeling
about her. I can't help but fall hopelessly in love with her. But, I can't
if I want to further I career in Starfleet. But, I can't deny my heart
either.

About Timmer Armon:
If another person were to describe her, they would see a young woman of just
shorter than average height.
They would see a thin body with long arms and oh so lovely long legs. A fine
but not quite hour glass figure because she has very small hips.

A face with delicate ivory skin and that famous rigged nose I adore so well.
High cheekbones, just a hint of summer rose, set off by soft, shaped lips.

Her smile is rarely seen but shows off her straight white teeth.
"The face of an angel" I like to say, yet remorseful in a strange way.

Those laughing blue eyes lost their innocence long ago. And it will take
many years to heal a heavy soul.

I hope to heal that soul with great feats of love and joy.

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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We have finally left our crash site and are on our way home to await the
completion of our new starship. I am very anxious to get aboard, as I have
always been of the opinion that the Excelsior that just crashed could have
undergone a major refit. This new Excelsior will inevitably the ship on which
I serve as First Officer sooner or later. I am very happy with this, due to
the fact that new starships with new technologies is something I absolutely
love.

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Computer open duty log stardate 9610.28
<comp> Log open

After a temporary and delayed time in the woods I made it to camp just on
time to kill 2 rommulans and get on a shuttle home. Thats really it.

End log

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::Walks into temporary quarters on board the rescue ship::
::Gets PADD out of pack and copys logs into the computer::
::Sits down::
::Finishes old logs::
Computer, Begin pesonal log stardate 9610.28
<Comp>Log opend

Well after a short stay in the woods reached camp just on time I guess, I had
to kill 2 rommies and I am still confusd after every thing.We were rescued by
a ship afterr the entire crew boarded a shuttle.<> We gained a new crew
member and we got a couple among the crew too. Some personal thoughts on
Data is he is too "humorus" lets face it his humor sucks though he trys, he
works peeople to hard! We are not anderoids I wonder if he takes that into
concideration, I am sorry but I doubt
his abilities. I get orders and he wants me to do something else, he seems
to want to be the hero! Oh well, I still like him though his many flaws!

End Log

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Personal Log, EnsArronax
Star Date 9610.28

A question: i recieved conflicting answers: Is/Are the Rihansu the planet
or the people?

<<BEGIN LOG>>
I'm relieved, yes an emotion. Through the process of being in danger,
rescued, and other emotional instances, i've begun to understand "fun." In
controlled states, emotion's may increase efficieny. The love between Hygiel
and Timmer has sparked an interest in all of us and this may increase team
effort. The logic goes on...
Being rescued was fortunate. All of our supplies may have run out within the
week. The Romulans, no dought would have continued to attack until we were
all dead, no captives.
This mission, my first mission aboard and with the crew of the Excelsior, has
come to an end. I don't believe anything like this one will come again soon.
<<END LOG>>

**Nothing Unreal Exists**

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Phaser's Log

Phaser> Data! we left our pets behind

Data> ::::hears barking in the background::::: you mean you left your cat

Phaser> AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Winger! Can you get
a lock on spot

Winger> Who?

Phaser> MY CAT!!!!

Winger> I think so

Phaser> :::::hears a transporter Beam and the a Meow::::::

Phaser> oh thankyou winger!

......End Of Log

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My physical and spiritual well-being are recovering from being put to a mild
endurance test over the past few weeks. In a vast effort to make the most of
my time off, I have programmed an exact replica of my beach house in Los
Angeles. In just a gew days our new starship will be unveiled. I'm looking
forward to seeing what we get.

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Computer, begin personal log.

What a facinating day! We not only found a missing crew member way before I
came on board but we managed to fit over a 1000 people into a tiny shuttle
craft. Derk has now made him self something of a prodigy (was it Derk,
Phaser, or Timmer??) because he made a wonderful 2 barrell phaser in which I
found abundant use for when we got swamped by invading Romulans. But we
managed to get into the shuttle and warp to saftey.

Computer, end log.

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I am happy to finally be getting more responsibility and more command as my
career goes forward. I have high expectations for the new ship, which can
only be met after a nice shake-down cruise. We have a great crew and the next
year will, I'm sure, prove to be a huge step forward in my career.

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:Walks out of replicator room.::
<<The replicator room is a room to replicate decoratiins, clothes etc. for
yourself>>
::Carrys 4 pictures, a PADD, and some old Earth dining ware::

::Enters a turbo lift::

Deck...Uhhhh::Thinks:: Where are my quarters again?

<Comp> Unknown, specify your name and ID number.

Ahh yes deck 33 please.

::Turbo lift begins to move::

::Turbo lift stops, exits::

::Walks down corridor, to quarters::

::Enters::

::Puts decorations up on wall and the dining ware in drawers and cabinets::

::Sits a a very cushy chair::

Computer, begin personal log Stardate 9611.04
<Comp> Log opend.....

Well am I in need of a shore leave! The last month has been strenuous to say
the least. I haven't even had time to write to Annie, thats a bummer. Well
I am now all snuggled into the new ship, quarters, and a nice chair! I am
begining to get annoyed by Spock, he thinks logic is used by humans too, so
when we be sarcastic he acts completley dumb. He has been around humans long
enough now to realize when humans are being sarcastic, but he doesn't seem to
catch on. In my opinion he is a good officer
but if he cant realize sarcasasm and logic in humans, he is not a very smart
Vulcan in any siircumstances.
Things to do...
1. Duty log.
2. Write to Annie.
3. Learn about the new ship.

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=/\=

Lt Banko Terraz Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NX-2000-C

::Hygiel still wanders the decks searching for his quarters. According to
the main computer his quarters are not board the USS Excelsior.::

::Happily frustrated, he continues to haunt the new Nova Class Starship::

<<BEGIN LOG>>

We got to the Starbase 51 without incident. But, we do have personal
conflicts. Lt(jg) Derrick Adam Riker believes that the entire crew is
against him. That is just not true. I am trying to understand the young
man's problems yet I am at a loss.
Lt(jg) Data continues to abuse his postion and rank on others. I don't want
to report him(it) to the Admiral but I will if he disrupts the proper
function of this vessel.

As for the lovely Timmer and I, I feel that we are growing together into a
beautiful friendship with something much more. I took her to the new
holodeck and we walked on the beach. I enjoy the beach, no. I enjoy sending
time with Timmer. She brighten by day and warms my heart. Also she is a
fantastic kisser. I get goosebumps from rubbing noses with her.

If, I can find my quarters and settle in, I will be exercising with Looptail
in the morning. I want to be her dear friend but she is so illusive at
times. But, Timmer is the jealous type.

Oh, I have to see Counselor Brelok whenever I have the time and tell him that
my nightmares have stopped. I am becoming more than just a collection of
hopes and dreams. I am becoming Banko Hygiel.

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until next life
Hygiel

=/\=

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<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:27

<<BEGIN LOG>>

The tension is building while we lick our wounds. Chief Engineer Cantwell
says repairs will take two weeks without a drydock. Yet, I don't trust him,
something about him is too familiar. He looks like a thief and a liar. And
he just maybe worse than me.

Capt. Jellico and USS Cairo is still on the hunt for us and I have learned
from my spies that three more starships have joined the him. The Charleston,
the Crazy Horse, and the Potemkin, they are all Excelsior class starships and
more than a match for us.

Our Captain, Benjamin Maxwell, is becoming a great thorn in my side but he is
crafty too. He will make his move soon as I let by guard down. And I will
not do that.

Something of a little reminder to send my pet, Elizabeth Shelby, to our
doctor. It seems that I nearly killed her in our last game.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

<X>

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<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:27

<<BEGIN LOG>>

The tension is building while we lick our wounds. Chief Engineer Cantwell
says repairs will take two weeks without a drydock. Yet, I don't trust him,
something about him is too familiar. He looks like a thief and a liar. And
he just maybe worse than me.

Capt. Jellico and USS Cairo is still on the hunt for us and I have learned
from my spies that three more starships have joined the him. The Charleston,
the Crazy Horse, and the Potemkin, they are all Excelsior class starships and
more than a match for us.

Our Captain, Benjamin Maxwell, is becoming a great thorn in my side but he is
crafty too. He will make his move soon as I let by guard down. And I will
not do that.

Something of a little reminder to send my pet, Elizabeth Shelby, to our
doctor. It seems that I nearly killed her in our last game.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

<X>

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Personal Log
Ltjg Spock1
Chief Science Officer
USS Excelsior

It was nice to get some time off after our tough time on the planet. I was
pleased at our new ship. Although it will require much time and effort to
get to optimum operation, It will be worth it. I know that the crew is just
happy to be back on a ship. Even I missed the comforts of the ship while we
were on the planet, although I did not realize this until now.

There have been some disagreements between some of the officers recently. I
hope that this situation does not get out of control. I value my friends and
would not like to risk losing them.

I guess I’d better get to looking at this ship.

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Computer, begin personal log.

After checking out my new quarters, and helping Lt Bower into sickbay, I
began to explore our new ship. I went to see the holodeck and found my first
problem on the new ship to conquer, as the holo-projector seemed to be
malfuctioning. After reviewing who had expirience in fixing holo-projectors,
I put Derk's name on the repair list. After finding the new ship to be more
that my expectations, and probably the Admirals too, I set of for the
starbase's lounge, as the USS Excelsior's lounge was empty.
After spending 4 1/2 hours of my off duty time poking into the starbase's
nooks and crannies, I headed back to the Excel and wrote some letters to
friends at the academy and an informal letter to Benjamin Sisko, who I meet
at the academy and found him to be an intriging person. Now I am off to
engineering, as I still have not seen the engine core.

Computer, end log.

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It is an awkward situation for me to be among a new group of people and doing
a new job .I have not yet veiwed my quarters and have already been given
responsiblity on an away team.This is going to take some getting used to.I am
not even sure what I should do or say.Well I'll get the hang of it,it is only
my first day.

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::enters Quarters::

::walks to Replicator:: Coffee..black. ::takes coffee and sits down::

Computer..open personal Log.

Well, I finally arrived at my first post today. I was never on the old
Excelsior, but this new ship is extrodinary. I haven't had the opportunity
yet to sit down and talk with any of the crew, but I hope to soon. My first
impression of them is very good. Ensign Aluna seems shy like me, maybe we
have more in common... And I was hoping to meet the ship's counselor, but
she was unavailable. I didn't have much asked of me today which made for a
semi-easy transition. I want to explore the rest of the
ship, I'll log more when I return. I can't wait to get to the holodeck!

Computer..Close personal log.

::exits quarters::

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=/\=

Lt Banko Terraz Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NCX-2000-C
Stardate: 9611.10

::Hygiel put on his his fuzzy green slippers. They were a present from an
old girlfriend along time ago and she didn't want him to leave her side.

::So, she stabbed him with red hot poker. He still has the scar on his upper
back::

::0445 in the morning, Hygiel runs to the gym for his morning workout and
sonic shower. Tae Kwon Do practice, today plus an extra 1,000 meters on his
daily 10 km run.::

<<BEGIN LOG>>

With a new starship and new crew, we begin our trek across the galaxy. I
sent days rerouting the main weapons computer's so that they would not fire
by themselves.

I still remember reading about the M-5 Incident in which the main computer of
the USS Enterprise tried to destroy four other starships.

I don't like too much computerization. Let just say that we don't want to
wind up like the Borg, enslaved to their our machines.

For over fifty years, Lord J'Banko of Hygiel never depended on the modern
toys. He was a great warrior and teacher. And I guess I am just
old-fashion.

I still think about Timmer Armon in spare time. I wonder how far this
relationship with go and how far our love will take us. The symbiont has
been married a dozen times but little old Banko Terraz has never been. I am
just worried about her and the ghosts of her past.

I hope that I can be her guide, her love whe she needs me.

As for the Tactical Dept, Mr. Von Shard seems like a competent officer but I
am not going to stop riding him until he knows that we need officers like him
on the Excelsior.

Oh, someday, I will find quarters onboard this retrofitted nightmare. I
demand drug-testing for the entire design team on the Ahzdar class.

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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<X>
Lieutenant (Junior Grade) Banko Hygiel
Assistant Tactical Chief
ISS Excelsior NCC-2000-B

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Made it to Nimbus III. Changed my appearance and altered my DNA. Just
joined
a Marquis Terrorist Cell under Raymond Maxwell, Capt. Maxwell's son. I will
follow this loser until we free his father from the Federation Prison on
Tantalus V. Ben Maxwell can get me the Phoenix, a very powerful starship.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Hygiel

<X>

B. Terraz Hygiel
Maquis Tactical Commander
Maquis Raider -Revenge

<<BEGIN LOG>>

I am going by my middle name in the Maquis, now. I hate knowing that there
is another Hygiel with my face somewhere out there.
We rescued Capt. Maxwell from prison but we lost poor Raymond. Raymond had
an unfortuated accident in our escape. Silly transporter beam him into the
bulkhead. Opps.
Capt. Maxwell is in mourning for the lost of his Son. But, I am here to
confront him. Man, I am sneaky.

We are taking advantage of the Romulan Uprising to stage our theft of the USS
Phoenix, Maxwell's old ship. She is an Nebula Class Warship, and will be the
strongest ship in the Maquis Fleet.

Commander Eddington does not agreed with me but he is in the minority on
this.

We need ships like the Phoenix to fight and be respected by the rest of the
Galaxy.
Well, that's was I told them.
Once I have the Phoenix, the real fun begins.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the Weak
HYgiel

</\>
Mirror Lieutenant (Junior Grade) Banko Terraz Hygiel
Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Raider: Revenge

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Since Capt. Benjamin Maxwell's escape, Starfleet has sent the hounds after
us:

My Maquis Cell has 3 raiders (The Revenge, The Ranger and the Arrow) and we
run in wolf packs attacking Cardassian and Federation targets along the
border. We are only striking automated stations on the Federation side
because of Capt. Maxwell's sense of false loyalty and pathetic honor.

I have made contact with a band of Nausicaan Smugglers and they agreeded to
aid us in our theft of the USS Phoenix NCC-65420 Nebula Class Starship. The
Nausicaans believe that they will share possession of the Phoenix. But in
truth, they are only bait for our target.

We are heading to the Azure Nebula to set gravitonic mines and other
surprises for the Phoenix and her traitorous crew.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Mirror Hygiel
aka Terraz

<X>

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<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Raider: Revenge
Stardate: 9610:10

<<BEGIN LOG>>

My plan to capture the USS Phoenix took a unexpected turn. The Nausicaans
lured the the USS Gettysburg into the Azure Nebula and our elaborate ambush.
The Gettysburg is a newly designed starship on her shake down cruise with a
miminal crew.

We took the starship with miminal losts and slaughter 37 Starfleet chumps. I
won my a little prize. I caught the lovely, young, captain of the Gettyburg,
Miss Elizabeth Shelby.

This is Shelby's first command since her failed pursuit for the XO postion on
the USS Enterprise. With the lost of the old Enterprise, she grabbed the
first command she could find.

I spared her life in order to make her my personal slave. I will enjoy
breaking her in and bending her to my will. I love my own vices.

As for the USS Gettyburg, she is a new untested starship of the new class
with the same name. Starfleet Command must be running ragged trying to find
us.

Capt. Ben Maxwell critcized my methods but I get results. The Gettysburg is
his new command but I will deal with him when the time is right. He can have
his brief moment in the sun, I perfer the working in the shadows.

Since I crossed over into this universe, I have made some powerful allies.
The Nausicaans are powerful brutes who kill for the thrills. I like that
about them. My counterpart in this universe is fighting the Romulans. Too
bad, I could have use them as allies for the Maquis. I am going to turn the
Maquis into a fighting force to be feared.

With three Maquis Raiders, two Nausicaans Attackships and the Gettysburg, my
fleet is growing steadly. Our next major attack will be on that Obsidian
Order
Base the other Riker found.

Oh, am I having fun, now

<END LOG>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:13

<<BEGIN LOG>>

The Gettyburg is an amazing ship, highly advanced, and graceful like the
Interpid Class. The Gettysburg takes a crew of 170 including officers and
ground support.

But, we have about 85, half that number. Among the 85, we have 20 Nausicaans
Mercenaires loyal to me and D'saunak, their leader. The about 40 are Maquis
crew member perhaps loyal to Capt. Benjamin Maxwell, our current captain.
The rest are loyal to no one but their own greed. I like that.

The captain wants to recruit more members from other Maquis terrorist cells.
But I don't trust the dear Capt. Maxwell. I believe he wants to stack the
deck in his favor. I decided to hire a Ferengi Doctor by the name of Poggs
to gave me the edge.

Doctor Poggs is a wonderful greedy soul and I pay him well. He keeps tabs on
all the officers and crew loyal to Capt. Maxwell.

My slave, Elizabeth Shelby, and I have another fight. She is so good but she
is weaking. I am pumping her lovely system with large doses of Endorphines.
Shelby will be addictive in a week or two. She is strong but I am stronger.
Shelby will be such an obedient little slave.

We are zigzaging through Cardassian Space avoiding the Cardies, the Klingons,
and even Starfleet. We are attacking weapons depots and starships on the far
corner of the Cardies space.

Am, I having fun or what.

<END LOG>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:21

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Dammit, we were ambushed by three Cardassian Galor Class Cruisers and two
Starfleet ships, The USS Cairo and The USS Repulse. Both of them were
outdated but powerful Excelsior class vessels.

The Cairo was under the command of a Captain Jellico and he was a devil to
fight against. We attacked another supple depot on the Cardassian side and

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<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9610:27

<<BEGIN LOG>>

The tension is building while we lick our wounds. Chief Engineer Cantwell
says repairs will take two weeks without a drydock. Yet, I don't trust him,
something about him is too familiar. He looks like a thief and a liar. And
he just maybe worse than me.

Capt. Jellico and USS Cairo is still on the hunt for us and I have learned
from my spies that three more starships have joined the him. The Charleston,
the Crazy Horse, and the Potemkin, they are all Excelsior class starships and
more than a match for us.

Our Captain, Benjamin Maxwell, is becoming a great thorn in my side but he is
crafty too. He will make his move soon as I let by guard down. And I will
not do that.

Something of a little reminder to send my pet, Elizabeth Shelby, to our
doctor. It seems that I nearly killed her in our last game.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:03

<<BEGIN LOG>>
Doc Poggs is a greedy fool but he is worth it. He discovered that Chief
Engineer Cantwell has the same quantum phase signature that I have.
Interesting, I am not the only one from the Earth Empire in this universe.
Very interesting...

Is Cantwell my Admiral in disguise watching me or is it someone else?

We are waiting for the Federation hunters in the Nahmi System inside the
great gas giant, Nahmi VIII. I have signaled for more support from other
Maquis Terrorist Cells but none have answered yet.

Capt. Maxwell wants to met with Capt. Jellico and talk his way out of this
mess and I must agree with him. He is the Captain of the Gettysburg.

D'saunak, my Nausicaan bodyguard is keeping an eye on Mr. Cantwell and I have
my eye on the big chair of the Gettysburg.

I am still having problems with my pet, Elizabeth Shelby. She refuses to
behave and tried to escape this morning. D'saunak found her cowering in a
lifepod. I have to find to time to properly train Shelby.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:10

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Bloody hell!!!! The feces has hit the fan!!!

Today, we meet with the USS Cairo to discuss our "surrender". Capt. Maxwell
wanted to end the blood-shred. I had to agree with him because Maxwell is
the captain, for now. I still didn't have the resources for a mutiny, so I
played along.
Capt. Jellico was counting on Maxwell's sense of honor. (I wish he didn't)

The USS Cairo rendezvoused with us in orbit around Nahmi VIII. (I wanted to
kill him, quickly) But, before we knew it the other starships arrived just
outside within transporter range. We were trapped...

Then something no one excepted...

It seems that Nahmi VIII was a secret base for the Dominion. It was hidden
in the great gas giant just a few 1000 meters below our hiding place. The
Jem' Hadar didn't care why we were there, just that we were another
Federation starship and when the others arrived it was like kicking over an
angry beehive. The Jem' Hadar assumed the worst and attacked.

I never saw a Jem' Hadar fighter before. I was impressed by its ruthless
purpose and crab-like design. At least a dozen Jem' Hadar warships swarmed
out of the giant planet.

The USS Potemkin was the first to go and went up like a Roman Candle when
those fighters clawed into her. It seems Jem' Hadar weapons phase right
throught her shields. The USS Charleston fought valiantly but fell quickly
as we tried to run for it. As the USS Crazy Horse caught on fire, she beamed
survivors to our ship just before the Jem' Hadar ripped her to shreds.
Shattered pieces of the Excelsior Class stars

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<X>

Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:10

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Bloody hell!!!! The feces has hit the fan!!!

Today, we meet with the USS Cairo to discuss our "surrender". Capt. Maxwell
wanted to end the blood-shred. I had to agree with him because Maxwell is
the captain, for now. I still didn't have the resources for a mutiny, so I
played along.
Capt. Jellico was counting on Maxwell's sense of honor. (I wish he didn't)

The USS Cairo rendezvoused with us in orbit around Nahmi VIII. (I wanted to
kill him, quickly) But, before we knew it the other starships arrived just
outside within transporter range. We were trapped...

Then something no one excepted...
It seems that Nahmi VIII was a secret base for the Dominion. It was hidden
in the great gas giant just a few 1000 meters below our hiding place. The
Jem' Hadar didn't care why we were there just that we were another Federation
starship and when the others arrived it was like kicking over an angry
beehive. The Jem' Hadar assumed the worst and attacked.

I never saw a Jem' Hadar fighter before. I was impressed by its ruthless
purpose and crab-like design. At least a dozen Jem' Hadar warships swarmed
out of the giant planet.

The USS Potemkin was the first to go and went up like a Roman Candle when
those fighters clawed into her. It seems Jem' Hadar weapons phase right
throught her shields. The USS Charleston fought valiantly but fell quickly
as we tried to run for it. As the USS Crazy Horse caught on fire, she beamed
survivors to our ship just before the Jem' Hadar ripped her to shreds.
Shattered pieces of the Excelsior Class starship crashed into an approaching
fighter, destroying it.

The Jem' Hadar shocktroops beamed aboard and we had a true right on our
hands. I can't believe I fought side-by-side with Maxwell against these
magnificent monsters. I killed three of them before reaching the helm and
jumping us into warp.

We finally jumped to High Warp and escaped the massacre. I don't know what
happen to the USS Cairo but I hope they died well. Funny, Capt Maxwell saved
my life. The fool is in sickbay with two dozen others.

As for the 62 survivors of the Crazy Horse, I have given them a choice.
Either join us as crew or hostages. I had D'saunak and Poggs implant pain
agonizers on all members including the twelve children. They will work for
us or die. I don't care but I need them to repair the Gettysburg, now.

I made five controllers for the pain agonizers, one for me, one for D'Saunak,
one for Poggs, Cantwell, and one for Maxwell but I doubt he will take one.

We are running into Klingon Terriority and daring the Federation to pursue
us.

As for my pet, Elizabeth Shelby, she sleeped through the whole thing. Too
many Endorphines, I believe. Pity, she would have had fun.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Phaser's log

Like what I said before I really can't say much but I wish could have flown
the shuttle waaaaaaahhhhhhh

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Computer, activate personal log.
::Computer beeps::

A rather uneventful day, or at least for me. I made continual checks of the
warp core and other systems throughout my day and later on went up to fix a
shuttle. I stopped by eleven forward after my day was up and had a few
drinks while looking at the neighborhood star and the planets orbiting it.
Then I went to my quarters and took Gizmo to the holodeck for a walk (does
anybody know where Data's cat goes on the Enterprise, because I never saw a
litter box <g>) through the forest. I visited Lt Bower
to see what he was up to, then I went back to my cabin to write the log you
are now reading.

Computer, end log.
::Computer beeps::

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Commander Jay Winger
USS Excelsior NX-2000-B
XO
<<<<OPEN LOG>>>>
Personal Log. Stardate 9611.04.
::Winger is in his new quarters, looking around::
Winger>I think I'm gonna like it here. ::grins::
::throws bag onto bed and pulls out battered Terminal, one of few remaining
pieces of the old Excelsior. He hooks it up to the Terminal in the room::
W>Computer: copy data files from this Terminal to the one in the room.
Computer>Files copied and transferred.
W>Kee-doke, now, to find out who this Diana is.
Computer>Please identify "Diana."
W>I wasn't talking to you. ::Computer is silent. Winger opens files on
Aaron Lancaster:: Computer: scan files on Aaron Lancaster for any mention
of someone named "Diana."
Computer>Diana Sawyer, fiancee. Engaged to marry Aaron Lancaster.
Engagement broken off when Ms. Sawyer went into a coma.
W>::starts:: Elaborate.
Computer>Diana Sawyer was attacked by Mr. Lancaster and subsequently fell
into a deep coma, of which she is still in.
W>Computer: where is Diana Sawyer?
Computer>On Earth, in San Francisco General Hospital, room--
W>That will suffice. ::Computer is silent. Winger [thinks]:: [So, Diana
was his fiancee, but she's in a coma. Switchback must have been around when
he attacked her. Hmmm...] Computer: open things-to-do list.
Computer>List open.

Things to do:
*Get used to new ship.
*Play that unstarted game of Parrises Squares with Banko, Timmer, and Le.
*Contact Diana Sawyer.
*Contact Jenny on Viida 3.
*Post logs.

W>Computer: close list and all files.
Computer>Files and list closed.
<<<<CLOSE LOG>>>>

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Commander Jay Winger
USS Excelsior NCX-2000-B
Executive Officer

Diana Sawyer
United Space Federation
Citizen
<<<<OPEN LOG>>>>
Personal log. Stardate 9611.1.
::Winger is in his quarters on his Terminal::
Winger>Computer: open all available files on Miss Diana Sawyer.
Computer>Diana Sawyer, an ametuer holo-novelist living on Earth. Born on
Stardate 7704.3. Attended school in Los Angeles. Engaged to marry Cadet
Aaron Lancaster. Engagement was broken upon Cadet Lancaster's unexplained
attack. Miss Sawyer fell into a coma. It is believed that Cadet
Lancaster, who was suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder, was under
the influence of his unstable personality known as 'Switchback'. Lancaster
was placed in a mental hospital and Miss Sawyer was listed
as being transferred to a hospital in her native Dallas. Miss Sawyer has
since come out of her coma and is suffering from posttraumatic amnesia.
W>Computer: search the files. Does Aaron Lancaster know his ex-fiancee is
out of her coma?
Computer>Negative.
W>::thinks::Computer: establish a comm-link between my Terminal and Miss
Sawyer's residence in Dallas. ::Computer establishes link::
Woman>Who're ya'll?
W>I am Commander Jay Winger, of the USF Starship Excelsior. I need to speak
to Diana Sawyer.
Woman>Diana ain't exceptin' no calls.
W>Please, I bring a message from Aaron.
Woman>Aaron who?
W>Lancaster.
Woman>WHAT?!
W>Please, I realize what Aaron did to Diana, but, and I know you've heard
this before, he wasn't responsible for his actions. Please, I must speak
to her.
Diana>::off screen::Mother, who's on the phone?
Mrs. Sawyer>Ain't nobody, dear, just a person callin' fer Aaron Lancaster.
D>AARON?! Mother, please let me talk to him.
Mrs. Sawyer>Diana, you best rest...
D>MOTHER!! GO AWAY!!
Mrs. Sawyer>All right, all right! ::leaves, Diana comes onto screen::
D>Hello.
W>Hi, I'm Cmdr. Jay Winger. Executive officer of the Starship Excelsior.
D>Hi.
W>Listen, I know that Aaron--hurt--you, and I'm sure you've heard people say
he's not responsible...
D>Don't worry. I forgave Aaron a long time ago, even though I don't recall
much, but my mother's a different story.
W>I guess I should get to the point...
D>Yes?
W>Aaron's in a coma.
D>What?
W>Aaron was suffering from a Personality Breakdown and is near brain death.
His last words before he passed out were to tell you that he loved you...
D>Oh, my God...
W>Now if you want to see him...
D>I do.
W>He's on Starbase 51. After we were dropped off there, Aaron was
transferred there. I've not heard of him since...
D>Thank you, so much, Commander.
W>All part of the service, ma'am.
D>Goodbye.
W>So long. ::Communication terminated:: Computer: open things-to-do list.
Computer>List open.

Things to do:
*Finish download on Relay Station.
*Deal with foreign ship coming from planet.
*Be happy that Diana is alive and conscious and going to see Aaron.
*Be sad that Aaron is dying and unconscious and not aware that Diana is.
*Post logs.

W>Computer: close list.
Computer>List closed.
<<<<CLOSE LOG>>>>

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:::::Packs Dufal bag::::::::

+Taps+ Winger to J.J.
+Taps+ J.J. here....
Winger: The USS GEMINI is here to take you the USS LOTHLORIEN
J.J: I'll be right there just have to finsh my Duty log
Winger: acknowleged..... Winger out.........

Personal Log

Today i feel the hatetrad toward me, For example:the Adm Doesn't like me
for some reason, another is the everytime i would do somethingone of the
crew would push me aside and they would do it (i think it is because my
farther Tried to kill Captain Kirk two times But that was my father Not me).
Normally I would just throw them acrow the room, but I must uptana
Selfcontrol. So i have discided to Traffer.............

End personal Log.................................................

:::::walks long the halls sees EnsAluna:::::::

EnsAluna:Hi

J.J : ::::With a look::::: HI

EnsAluna: :::::She giggles:::::::Where are you going

J.J :To the USS GEMINI There are taking me to the USS LOTHLORIEN

EnsAluna: thats sad well see 'ya

J.J : I hope we can keep in touch :::::::::she doesn't ear him:::::::::::::
:::::Thinks::::::::: Man is she beauttful Her and Ltjg Timmer are most
problely the only thing that might keep me from Going............well goodbye
Execl..............................

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Lt. Banko Terraz Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NCX-2000-B
Stardate: 9611.17

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Captured by Ferengi, I am so embrassed. Well, it could worst, the Pakled. I
couldn't live that one down. Well, this mission is turning into a test of
will. Lucky, for us the Ferengi don't like torture. Bad for business I
guess.

I just found out the our new weapons specialist, Mr. Maxillian VonShard is
maybe the oldest being in Starfleet. 5,000 years old vampire? Well, I think
not but that's what the sealed record said. Now, he is the oldest member
onboard.

Let's see: Mr. MacManus is about 400+ human from Earth, I am a 226 year old
trill, and Miss Brighten is only 213 years old.

Also Mr. VonShard claims to be unbeatable. No one is unbeatable.

As for our current mess, we will see how good this crew is.

Oh, I think I just might move in with Timmer and stop tip-toeing around.

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

PS: Hey, Hunter Check your Bio on the Excelsior Webpage, it is wrong. It
says Aluna Brighten at the top. (http://www.sector001/excelsior/)
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Lt. Banko Terraz Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NCX-2000-B
Stardate: 9611.13

::Hygiel couldn't sleep so he did some "needed" exercise::

::Elkon had many things including a potbelly from Nara's great cooking and
his lack of proper fitness time.::

::Banko was not going to let that happen to his body::

::He is among the healthest humanoid hosts the Hygiel symbiont ever had.::

::The storage bay doors open, he could feel her presence when she entered the
room::

::Timmer radianted the entire room like an island of light in a sea of
night.::

::She called out to him and he smiled::

<<BEGIN LOG>>
Timmer Armon dropped by my temporary dwelling. She brought some Irish Coffee
and said I was too proud for my own damn good. She is right. I guess that
is part of the Hygiel Inheritance. I have been in Starfleet for over 25
years. I guess I still feel I should have been captain already with my own
starship.

We slipped the coffee casually and talked. She laughed at my fuzzy green
slippers. We laughed at many things.

Hours passed like brief precious seconds. I wound up massaging her delicate
feet as she talked about her past and the lost loves including some idiot who
would not stand at her side during her hour of need.

I made a promise that I will catch her if she starts to fall. I found my
lips reaching, searching for hers. We kissed for a while, slowly then more
passionately until the "wake up" call came from the bridge.

We parted with our hearts still racing at warp speed...

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:18

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Ran into Gul Dukat and his Klingon Bird of Prey. I think he is really upset
because we killed over 2,000 Cardassians since we aquired the Gettysburg. We
danced with him for a while but then left. Most likely, Dukat was delaying
us so that his friends could set up an ambush.

The Gettysburg Interdictor Class Starship is a superb vessel. She is faster
than most ships her class and more maneuverable than the larger classes. We
have rearmed her torpedo bays with a wide range of weapons including two
archaic nuclear fusion bombs.

Oh, our crew is working better, in my humble opinion.

Capt Maxwell and Doc Poggs solved my Tenbears problem. Death of Personality.
We erased his memory and altered his DNA and even gave him a new face. I
decided to give him a Half-Terran, Half-Cardassian look. We erased his files
from our computers and replace them with a new persona. He now hates
Cardassians with a passion because they rape his mother and kidnapped her.
He was the result of that abduction.

Lt. Comdr. John Tenbears is now JoBaer, our new weapons officer and Capt.
Maxwell's bodyguard and friend.

I have already started with 24 others. Erasing their memories and changing
their faces making them one with our Maquis crew. That is 25 more members of
our crew either on my side or Maxwell's. They wanted to do the same to
Shelby but I taked them out of it.

Oh, I have a new assignment for our new Science Officers Darjanus and
Dargemini. Get us pass DS9 and through the Bajoran Wormhole and into the
Gamma Quadrant. And one other little project.

Oh, we dropped off five little guests at a Klingon Outpost. The makes the
total 150 even. I didn't need them. Shelby is so well behaved. And I found
another little tool of torture, Camille Bleu. She is about 15 and Shelby's
favorite little guest.

<<END LOG>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Computer open Personal log

::beep::

I am currently in the midst of settling in my quarters. I have already
unpacked and am adding my own personal touch to my quarters. I wish to get
better aquinted with the crew, however the ship's constant activity makes
this diffcult. I am already fortunate to have met and become friends with
Ensign Jon Hunter but I have always belive that the friendship a crew of a
ship may hold is what makes a great crew a great crew. I also wish to get a
blood sample from myself and run a few tests. Not only will
this hopefully answer a few questions I have of about this annomly in my
blood stream but also may allow myself to get a feel for Sickbay it;s self,
which is of vitial importance in any crisis. I recall my parents reaction
when I firts told them I wanted to join Starfleet. I belive I was only 14.
They were happy at first the said something like "they could use a few good
secruity officars like you" they were extremely disappoint however when I
told them I want to be a doctor. We had a fight and for the
remader of that year there was an uneasy feeling of anger between us... I
wish I could have resolved.. but later that year there was that Shuttlecraft
accident and I never saw them again. I joined the academy a few years later
and met someone named Chris who pointed out that I shared the name of a 20th
century comicbook hero... Course Chris thought that those comics were based
on real heroes but I dismissed it... Chris committed Suicide when he didn't
make it into Starfleet... His parents had raised him
for the soul purpose of joining starfleet but that was snuffed out when a
mental disablity kept him from it.... He couldn't live to face his
parents....

Computer end personal log
::beep::

You know what this place needs..... Computer replicate a Virbuim/Adamatuim
alloy shield with this pattern ::types in a pattern into a Padd:::

Computer>::::replicates a circluar Shield with a Star in the center with a
Blue backround which was circled by a red section which in turn was circled
by a white section followed by another red section::::

:::hangs the Star Spangled Shield onthe wall:::: for you Chris...

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Computer open Personal Log

:beep:::

as I stated in my Duty log I gave Ensign Aluna a dose which by most means is
the stadard dose of pain killers however her system over reacted to it, so in
her case it was an over dose I really should have been aware of such unique
conditons in such crew members especially ones I would not be able to refer
to since I would be on away missions with them. I was barly a member of this
crew and I already have screwed up. As I mentioned in my last log I planned
to run a few test apon my own blood sample. Well
I did bhave a chance and have run a few tests, nothing worth mentioning
however I haven't run all the options I have gained aboard this Starship in
that field.... Computer end log for now..

:::beep:::

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::::walks into quarters,gear lying on the bed and floor:::::

:::::"so this is my room" he says he says to himself:::::

:::looks through bags to make sure ALL of his things are there::::

:::walks over to desk::::

Open Personal Log

This ship seems to be the finest in the Federation.I was lucky to be posted
here.The crew seems to be a fine one but I am not sure I belong in Star
Fleet.I never was one to be an underling but I have never quit anything in my
life.My commanding officer Lt hygeil seems to be a strict person,but I have
met many of his kind in my seemingly endless life,and through them all I have
endured.I am looking forward to test myself against this ships holodeck.I
feel happy for once since my beloved died,but I am
troubled.I have never actually been in space combat before.I have traveled
the galaxy many times in my quest to learn the languages and fighting arts of
the cultures of this galaxy but never have I fought a space battle.I am sure
I will not let my ship down.

End Log

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Phaser's Log Supplimental

With the Ferangi in control of the Excelsior po--------- -------------ply
be-------li--mited
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Personal Log
Ltjg Spock1
Chief Science Officer
USS Excelsior

I have always believed in doing the logical thing, making the logical
decision, and finding the answer to a question through logic and fact. It is
absolutely beyond my mental capacity to understand how someone could reject
this philosophy.

On the mission when we received our new ship, this logical way of thinking
placed me in a very disturbing position. One of the engineering officers,
Ltjg Derk, became irate when I madesome logical statement, which I now cannot
recall. I have decided, that since logic is all I know, and Derk wants to
use what he calls sarcasm, (which I do not believe I will ever understand)
the only soultion to this problem is to avoid Mr. Derk for a while. I
realize that this is not an ideal situation. Until
Leutennant Derk becomes more tolerant of my way of thinking and speaking, I
can see no logical alternative.

I have spent many hours trying to think of a way that I could learn to act in
a way which is less offensive to him. For all my mental power, however, I
have not been successful. The main problem I always come to is this sarcasm
which Derk is so fond of using. As far as I can tell, it involves saying one
thing while meaning somethingentirely different. Since my telepathic powers
as a Vulcan are extremly limited, I am unable to know whether or not sarcasm
is being used. For a species like the
Betazoids, sarcasm must be easy to understand, even after all my efforts,
however, I am unable to. I wish I just knew how humans understood it.

Now, on our last mission, as I tried to avoid confrontation with Mr. Derk, he
complained that I was ignoring him. While I like to think that there are
always alternatives, I cannot find one here. If I talk to Derk, he becomes
angry because I do not understand sarcasm, nor do I stop relying on logic.
Neither of those things, which would be necessary to please Derk, am I able
to do. Lieutennant Derk also becomes angry if I do not talk to him. SInce
it seems that my only choice is whether or not to
talk to Derk, and since either choice angers him, I cannot see a solution to
the problem. I can only wait until Mr. Derk becomes more tolerant of me.
Only when this happens will the problem be solved.

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Personal Log
LtnSpock
Chief Science Officer
USS Excelsior

It is very disturbing what has happened. The capture of our ship by the
Ferengi has me deeply concerned. I find myself close to feelings of emotion.
Most people do not realize that emotion by a Vulcan is possible. While we
are taught from early childhood to ignore and subdue our emotions, they do
exist.

I see our chances of getting free of the brig as fifty percent. Since we
have a much greater knowledge of our ship than the Ferengi, I believe we have
a good possibility of regaining the Excelsior.

The crew seems to be holding up, mentally. I know that many of them,
especially the humans, will become mentally and emotionally unstable if they
are forced to stay trapped in the brig for an extended period.

I am confident in the ability of the crew to resolve this situation. I am
forced to hope, however, that the Ferengi do not destroy the ship before we
find this resolve.

I do hope that this will not be my last personal log.

I would also like to record the Admirals very logical decision to promote
me to Lieutennant.

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Lt. Banko Terraz Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NCC-2000-C (Sovereign Class Starship)
Stardate: 9611.24

::Hygiel bluffed his shoes and then called an old friend from Starfleet JAG
Command.::

::He brushed up on his Starfleet Regulations and did a little praying to::

<<<BEGIN LOG>>>

Why did they believe me? Why has the Crew turned against me? I don't
remember what happened today.

All I remember is waking up in sickbay with blood on my hands. Ferengi Blood
on my hands.

How can they accuse me on killing all those people?

This crew, why?

I don't have the answers to my questions but I need to know.

Perhaps, there is an ancient darkness within me that I don't know of?

Well, I am going to need CHARACTER WITNESSES for my trial.

I think, Armon will come to my aid and perhaps Mr. Spock.

I need all the help that I can.

Why are they accusing me of Murder?

Why are they Accusing me?

I have sent over 50 years defending the Federation from her enemies and this
is how they thank me?

I fear that the Admiral has no Desire to see this Trill make it to Captaincy.

I fear that he may just turn the crew against me but why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:23

::Terraz finished his duties and returned to his quarters::

::With a wicked smile on his face, he grabbed a neurowhip from his secured
locker.::

::He called out to his pet, Shelby, in the other room.::

::She sauntered into the room in a very revealing outfit::

::Terraz's smile grew wider::

::Lisa whispered in his ear, "Gotcha."::

::"Gotcha?" he inquired then his world went black::

::Hours later, Terraz awoke in a the Ship's Brig in magnetic manacles.::

::D'saunak and the rest of his followers were in the other cells throughout
the brig.::

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Capt. Maxwell learned that the Borg were headed for Earth, so he staged his
takeover of the Gettysburg in order to free up the Starfleet ships for that
fight.

The Borg gave him the excuse and the courage he needed to upsurp my power.

Somehow, he drugged the Nausicaan's food replicators. I suspect some type of
retrovirus the Nausicaans are vulnerable to.

Shelby. Dear Shelby has betrayed me. She and Maxwell rigged my neurowhip to
stun me.

Poggs sold me out for 100 bars of latinum, I am told. Good price, I only 80
bars for his service.

I believe Cantwell/Winger has deserted me. They may just have him too.

Well, well, I still have faith.

<<TO BE CONTINUE>>

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Computer, begin log.

The Ferengi Diamon was foolish enough to let us out of the brig as he needed
us to run the ship for him. While Lt Timmer and I commenced repairs of vital
systems in enginnering, we put up forcefields around the enginneering
compartment and disabled all of the weapon systems. When I retrived two
hidden phasers from a jefferies tube, Timmer and I attacked the Ferengi
gaurds. I then proceeded to create a plasma burst to knock out all Ferengi on
the engineering level. Timmer and I then proceeded up to
deck 17, but were stopped on deck 18 because of forcefields blocking off
deck 17. When a quantum torpedo was fired at the soon-to-go-supernova star,
warp power was needed immediatly. I reached engineering and frantically tried
to get one of the warp cores operational. I was lucky enough to get warp 6
availible in time for the Excelsior to escape the star system. While trying
to bring the second warp core online, the dilitium chamber ruptured and
filled the engineering compartment with radiation and
coolent gases. I beamed into sickbay to get a new uniform and for a
radiation decontamination process.

Computer, end log.

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computer open personal log
::beep::
As I started to get into in my duty log I have trouble beliving Lt Hygiel
fired upon the star. From what I know of the man he is most trust worthy. He
was amoug the first to greet me when I was assigned to the Excelsior. First
of all if Hygiel says he didn't do it he didn't do it the man wouldn't lie,
second what motive would the man have?, also all we have is the word of a
ferangie(sp) and we all know they are know for there lies. The Damion however
has a motive, if he was capture by Hygiel and Hygiel
had fired apon the ship the Damion could possibly get off due to the trouble
the aressting officar is in.... I have no real proof to this only a gut
feeling... but I know Hygiel couldn't have done it...
end log

::beep::

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::enters quarters and goes to replicator::

::thinks:: Ginger Ale, ice cold. ::takes drink::

::crashes on bed::

Computer.. open Personal Log.

What a day! Well after spending time in the Brig it sure is nice to be
back in my quarters. Those damn Ferengi had better not have messed with the
Holodeck...I have to go check out "The Great Escape" that Steve told me
about. It seems appropriate. And I need the relaxation time. I am still
getting used to actually being aboard a starship, I'm lucky I'm still alive.
And here I am with the Doctor of Psychiatry. I am finding out the standard
of Education that was set about a thousand years
ago...College does not prepare you for real life. All the books and
simulations don't come close to the anxiety of the real thing. But I have
every confidence in my ability to perform. Well, it's my time to use the
holodeck.

Computer.. End personal Log.

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Phaser's Personal Log

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ::::::::::::yipes in pain as Feragi Uses a Phaser
wip::::::::::::::::::::::
off with the log HU~MON

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Personal Log
LtnSpock
Chief Science Officer
USS Excelsior

The Ferengi brought me near anger with their horribly illogical behavoir.
From beating crew members with phaser whips to causing the premature
destruction of the star, to the near destruction of the Excelsior. They are
a very aggressive and seemingly often stupid race. Their lack of knowledge
of the operation of the Excelsior should have prevented them from trying to
steal it.

I am concerned for the welfare of Lt Hygiel. He has been accused of firing
on the star which resulted in many deaths. I think it is much more likely
that the Ferengi were the cause of this action. Hygiel would have absolutely
no reason to kill those people.

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:: timmer leans over to light the last of the many small candles placed
around her dim quarters, a small table has been set with jevonite wear and a
large dish of fettucini steams in a dark sauce on it's center, a bottle of
chateau picard chardonnay chills on the side, billie holiday plays softly in
the background and the air lingers with scents of lavender and cinnamon,
timmer straightens, tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear and walks
over to the low coffeetable, her midnight blue silk dress
sweeping the floor as she moves ::
begin log:

my visit to mr. hunter resulted in my surprise when i awoke on the floor of
his office. appartently, i had collapsed and needed LtjgRogers to revive
me...

after thanking them both and convincing them i was steady enough to walk i
returned to my quarters. i have no idea what happened, it might have been
the stress of these events. however, i still wonder...

the trial was a disaster, but it ended like it should have. of course, there
never should have been a trial at all. it will take me a long time to really
trust some members of this crew again..

well, i don't care to dwell on unhappy events. tonight will be the first
night that banko is free of pressure and if my pasta doesn't kill him it
should be an enjoyable evening...

end log:

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Lt. Banko T. Hygiel
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Excelsior NCX-2000-C
Stardate: 9612.01

::Timmer and Hygiel woke up in bed together, spent and exhausted.::

::As their toes peeked from under the Tholian silk sheets, she smiled as his
big brown feet tickled hers.::

::Timmer joked about Hygiel needing a pedicure and he reluctantly agreed.::

::"Today, we begin and new chapter in this voyage", he said as he held her
tender body next to his.::

::"I Love and Cherish You, sweetest Eskimo", Hygiel whispered just before he
kissed her again.::

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Oh, what am I doing now? I earned my acquittal and now I am with this
beautiful, talented, and incredible woman. What did I do right in this
lifetime?

Armon is just so tender and beloved to me. She has just become so mush of my
world.

Tomorrow, I will take her dancing on the holodeck, again. And we will waltz
on Mars if she wants. Oh, I am just so in love with her but there is so much
more. I trust her. I have trusted so few people in my life.

Elkon (my fifth humaniod host) married Nara but never trusted her with all
his passions and fears. But I, Banko Terraz Hygiel, ever so trust and
cherish Timmer Armon until the day I am dust.

I wonder...

<<END LOG>>

Peace, until the next life
Hygiel

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:26

"Revenge"

::In the late hours, the USS Gettysburg headed towards DS9 in order to
surrended.

::Capt. Maxwell was promised sanctuary by the Bajoran Government if he turned
over the stolen starship and most of the violent members of the Renegade
Crew.::

::Maxwell planned to turn in Terraz and his Nausicaans to Capt. Benjamin
Sisko on DS9. He hoped that would be enough to satisfy Federation Justice.::

::Maxwell couldn't sleep during these final hours with that madman, Terraz.::

::In a other part of the starship, Shelby walked aimlessly down the lonely
decks.::

::She was weeping. Whether, they were "Tears of Joy" or "Tears of Sadness"
was unknown even to her. For over a four weeks, Terraz has made her life a
living nightmare. She had more fears than she had before..::

::JoBaer/John Tenbears sat outside of Terraz's Prison Cell. On each side of
the cell were two security guards in ablative armor and menacing compression
phaser rifles.::

::JoBaer's life was destroyed by Terraz and his minions. He had no memory of
his wife and child. He didn't even know that they died onboard the USS Crazy
Horse when the Jem' Hadar destroyed it.::

::No one else onboard had a right to hate Terraz more::

::Terraz woke up still in manacles and said to JoBear, "Who are you?"::

::JoBear laughed and angerly replied, "Who am I ?!?"::

::JoBaer drew his phaser and killed to two security guards in a blaze of
light::

::"Your Ally," JoBaer answered as he opened the cell::

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Hahahahahhahhaha, I am free. And before any of those fools can react I will
pull the biggest trick of all.

I called out to my pet, Shelby, and she responded, well. She will arm the
device and the fun continues...

<<TO BE CONTINUED>>

::The mighty USS Gettysburg vanished completely for the Alpha Quadrant and
into...

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Mirror Universe Banko Terraz Hygiel
Alias
Maquis Tactical Commander Terraz
Maquis Starship: Gettysburg NX-80005
Stardate: 9611:28

"Unleash the Dogs of War"

::The USS Gettysburg emerged into real space again::

::Capt. Maxwell called to his helmsman, Sovar of Vulcan, "Where are we?"::

::Sovar checked his console and reported, "We are at the same coordinates as
before on the same heading, but::

::"But what?" asked Capt Maxwell.::

::"We are surrounded by a fleet of 16 Starfleet Starships", Sovar replied.::

::Maxwell's eyes widen as he looked into the viewscreen. Over a dozen
Starfleet ships including 4 Nebula Class Cruisers hovered around the
Gettysburg.::

:::"Red Alert!" he shouted:: ::Suddenly, Sovar aimed a phaser at Capt.
Maxwell then fired.::

::The phaser lashed out and struck an attacker from behind Maxwell::

::Maxwell sighed, "At least I have one friend, Sovar"

<<BEGIN LOG>>

Unleash the Dogs of War. I am free and on the hunt for Maxwell and the rest
of the fools who stand in my way.

Shelby activated the device and switched us back to my universe where the
fleet is awaiting it. Not, Clement's Fleet but the Rogue Fleet. Rebels
against the Imperium, our version of the Maquis.

They never know about the sub-dermal transporder at the base of Shelby's
spinal cord. She can't escape my dominion. Shelby will be mine until her
heart stops beat, and her lungs stop breathing.

Poggs was wonderful. He toke Maxwell's bribe like a good Ferengi. I might
have to keep the predictible idiot.

JoBaer was a work of art. I had broken him just before they erased his mind.
I had placed several commands in his subconcious just in case of an crisis
such as this.

Hunting the rest of Maxwell's followers should be easy once the shields are
down and the Rogue Fleet sends 100 armed troops onboard.

Heading to Engineering to see where Cantwell loyalities are...

<<TO BE CONTINUE>>

::The hallways erupt in flames and phaser fire as the battle continues::

Sympathy is for the weak
Terraz (aka Hygiel)

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Phaser's personal Log

ah computer give me an old fashion drink called Sprite to get reference check
date 2000 A.D.

well hygiels inocent the Ferangi is Dead and I'm due for a prommo :::::drink
appears on Replicator Padd:::::: slurrrrrrrrrrrrp ahhhhh

Computer end log

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Commander Jay Winger
USS Excelsior NCX-2000-B
Executive Officer

Aaron Lancaster
USF
Citizen

Diana Sawyer
USF
Amateur Holonovelist
<<<<OPEN LOG>>>>
Personal log. Stardate 9611.17.
::Winger is poring over files on his PADD when he recieves a communication::
Computer>Incoming message for Cmdr. Winger.
Winger>To my Terminal.
::Diana Sawyer appears on screen::
Diana>Hello, Commander.
W>Please, call me Jay.
D>Okay, Jay. I'm at Starbase 51.
W>How's Aaron?
D>Why not ask?
::Aaron Lancaster appears on screen::
Aaron>Hiya, Winger.
W>Aaron! Looking better!
A>Feeling better. It was a miracle, almost as soon as Diana arrived I
improved. Twelve hours later, I was up and about. Switchback's gone, though
I still have to take medication to suppress any attempt on his part to
resurface.
W>That's great, man.
A>Yeah. Well, tomorrow we go back to Earth to reconsile with Mr. and Mrs.
Sawyer...
W>Uh, oh.
A>Yup. Just what I was thinkin'.
D>Tell him, Aaron.
A>Huh? Oh, yeah! By the way, I want you to come to the wedding.
W>What?
A>Yeah. I want you to be the best man.
W>Geeze...thanks!
D>We owe you a lot, Jay.
W>Well, I--uh...
D&A>Please?
W>Well, all right. I'll get to Earth as soon as I can. But you might wanna
have a backup best man in case this business in the Archer System takes
longer than planned.
A>Okay. See you.
W>See you.
D>Thanks again, Jay.
W>::grins::All part of the service, ma'am.
::Comm-link off::
W>Computer: open things-to-do list.
Computer>List open.

Things to do:
*Break out of Brig.
*Kill Ferengi.
*Fix Excelsior.
*Kill Ferengi.
*Get to Earth for Aaron and Diana's wedding.
*Kill Ferengi who stop me. (I have a one-track mind, don't I?)
*Post logs.

W>Computer: close list.
Computer>List closed.
<<<<CLOSE LOG>>>>