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Duty Log
Stardate: 9707.27
Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

<<If it seems like I don't talk correctly, it's because my character is
Scottish.>>

Computer, begin Duty Log...Lieutenant Steven Åsted, Tango 07 Mu.

COMP> Duty Log open.

The launching party is over, and we are now on course to the
Federation/Cardassian boarder. I have taken a quick look at the weapons, and
shields from the bridge; they seem to be in operating order. I hope to take
an engineering team with me as I check the tactical systems by hand.

The crew is awful small, and I have nae seen nor met me Tactical Assistant.

Computer, end and save log.

COMP> Log ended.

Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

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DUTY LOG
ENSIGN SHAMMROG
Stardate 9707.27

Computer: Begin duty log, Ensign Shammrog, Stardate 9707.27.

Reported for initial duty as operations assistant aboard the USS Marquesas
for its initial tour of duty at 1100 hours. Stowed my gear and personal
belongings, including two domestic Earth cats and relaxed prior to the
commissioning reception held at 2200 hours.

Took opportunity at celebration to engage in social conversation with various
members of USF staff and crewmates aboard the Marquesas. Engaged in lengthy
discussion of Vulcan society and culture with Clwdrver and USF Spock.
Following reception, reported to Bridge for initial duty at approximately
2240 hours.

Captain Wit Pazaar granted me the honor of taking the ship out of drydock on
its initial mission. Slowly proceed out of drydock in full ceremonial form,
including full running lights and a slow procession before observing
dignitaries within drydock.

Following exit, set andd engaged course for the Cardassian border at Warp 6.
Requested permission from Captain to transfer helm control and assume initial
Operations responsibilites.

Computer, end and save initial duty log.

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=/\=

Ensign Panthro the 2nd
Assistant Chief Tactical Officer/Assistant Chief Security Officer
USS Marquesas NCC-606719
Stardate: 9707.27

::After sharpening his huge two-handed Thunderian Waraxe, the young
Thunderian lord began the long task of a level four diagnostic on all
tactical and security systems onboard the USS Marquesas.::

::This process including checking and testing the three safetys on each of
the fifty quantum torpedoes.::

::Young Panthro also performed a function test on every weapon in the armory,
each hand phaser, each compression phaser rifle and the one meter long,
six-barrel, multi-pulse, phaser railgun.::

::After firing this huge booming weapon on the phaser range, the thunderian
pondered what a squad with phaser railgun could do to the Jem Hadar' then he
grinned with all his sharp teeth and fangs.::

<<<BEGIN LOG>>

I attended the Launch Party for the USS Marquesas and felt like the
proverbable fish out of water.

I never been so out of place in my life.

There were admirals, captains, senior officers, and diplomates from several
star systems who came to witness the launching of the first Isis Class
Corvette in service.

I tried to stay close to the other ensigns and held on to my cool which was
difficult because my dress uniform never quite fit right.

I entertained a young comely betazoid, Ensign Kelly, by juggling her tiny
body, her seat, and a bowl full of exotic fruits.

I must admit the fruit was tasty and I enjoyed myself despite everything.

After the party, our captain, Lord Wit, ordered the starship to the
Cardassian Border which has expanded since the Cardassians allied themselves
with the Dominion.

I wonder what adventure awaits us at the new edge of the Dominion?

<<<END LOG>>

V""V Fortune Favors The Bold V""V
Panthro

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**** Ready Room ****

::::Leaning dangerously back in his chair. Wit stares at a blank
communication screen. A worried look appears on Wits' face as he sits
straight; bring the chair upright:::::

"Computer, playback last Subspace message."

::::The StarFleet insignia is shown as a middle-age man, wearing a
command uniform and the pips of a Vice Admiral, enters from the side.
Sitting in front of the insigna. The admiral runs his fingers through his
thick salt and pepper hair.:::

" Let me start and congradulate you once again on your successful
launch. However, I still have to question your reasoning for letting a new
Ensign take her out. ::::chuckles::: When was your last psychological
profile? " jokes the Admiral. The chuckling is soon replace with a serious
and stern admiral.
" Now that you are well on your way to the Federation\Cardassian border.
I can let you know the REAL reason for your mission."
"Real reason? I thought we were just to patrol the border. Nothing to
differcult for an untested ship and crew," answers Wits' recorded voice.
"That's what we wanted you and the crew to believe at first, but, " says
the Admiral, pausing a moment for effect, " HQ Intell has been receiving some
strange reports from the relay beacon at Sector 14567B.4. We want the
Marquesas to investigate."
"Strange in what way? " questions the recorded voice of Wit.
The Admiral stops and looks over to his left. He nods and returns
facing back into the screen. "All we know now is that relay is
transmitting recorded signals in NO known Federation or for that matter ANY
known language. But we do know it is a language. Not any cosmic garbarge or
equiptment failure, " informs the grinning Admiral. "Anyway it should be a
routine investigation."
He could have left that last part out, thinks Wit
"Report directly to me as soon as you have anything. The Intell guys
are getting restless and there isn't any peace around here when they are
restless. Any questions?"
"None that I can think of at the moment. "
"Okay then, good luck on your first mission."
" Thank you sir."
The Admiral nods slightly. " Merrill out". The screen goes blank.

Wit gets up and walks out of his Ready room and enters the bridge.
"Shammrog, set course to Sector 14567B.4. Warp 8. " orders Wit.
"Aye sir, "answers the Ensign stationed at helm. He enters the
coordinates and warp. " Course and speed set, sir"
"Acknowledge. I'll be in my ready room; inform me upon are arrival."
Wits enters the room and sits. Tapping his commbadge, Wit says.
"Commander Henson, please meet me in my Ready Room. Right away. We have to
talk..................."

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO - USS Marquesas
Duty log StarDate 9707.31

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+++++ Ready Room +++++

Wit leans against his desk facing the communication hologram of Admiral
Merrill.

" Damn, I'm still not used to this new communication holograms. They are so
life like that I almost pulled my phaser on a Cardassian Gul for
being.......Wel, l lets leave it at being a typical Cardassian, " remarks the
Admiral.

"No further explaination is needed, Sir. I am more then well aware on how
irratating the Cardassians can be when they want, " agrees Wit. Which is most
of the time he thinks. " Have you and Intell had the time to gone over my
report?"

"Had the time! That's all we have be talking about since receiving it! "

" And?" asks Wit waiting for the Admiral to continue.

"We all tend to agree with you. That the brown dust/ashes are the remains
of dead changlings. Granted we don't have much to compare, but, there is a
89% match to the dust/ashes we got from Odo's incounter with a changling."

"What about the sample Ensigns Kechor and Shilo sent you?" Questions Wit.

" Same findings. That the needle was some type of hollow stinger and that
there is some unknown poision residue inside it, "answers a more visibly
nervious Admiral.

" So you have the same conclusion?"

The Admiral gives a slow nod.

Great! Wit thinks to himself. "Anything else?" He inquires.

" Nothing to add. Just send the final report ASAP."

This time it's Wits turn to give a slow acknowledging nod.

" Okay then. Merrill out." The ensignia of the Space Federation appears
briefly before the communition is broken off.

Heading towards the rooms replicator, Wit requests a Blood Wine Chilled.
Taking the glass, he sits in the desk chair. Turning, he stares at the relay
station through the view window and begins to ponder.

By the prophets. He thinks while taking a sip of the wine. The Marquesas is
facing a unknown potential enemy. An enemy that all indications is more
superiour then the Cardies and Changlings put togeather. He sudders at that
last thought.........

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO USS Marquesas
Duty log - Stardate 9708.05

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XO Duty Log
USS Marquesas
Stardate 9708.05

We arrived at the Cardasian/Federation border ready to test our new
wings only to be informed by Starfleet Intel that the true purpose of our
presence here was to investigate a strange signal being picked up from a
nearby relay station. The signal consisted of a new language that is not
identifiable. The Marquesas was ordered to investigate. As the ship moved
within sensor range, it was found that three Cardasian cruisers were also in
the vicinity, however no shields were up, weapons were
powered down, and no form of alert was detected. Having very little
answers, the Captain ordered an away team to be formed and for myself to lead
it. The only things we found on the ship across the way were more
questions...brown piles of dust litered throughout the areas we
encountered...a delirious Cardasian rambling and shouting about bugs...and a
stinger found severed on the bridge of the ship. Radiation was begining to
become a hazard, and we were ordered back to the Marquesas with the now dead
Cardasian in tow. As of now, we are awaiting the conclusions of the medical
and science teams assigned to study the body...hoping it will offer some
answers. The Marquesas is remaining in this quadrant until more information
is acquired.
End Log.

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:shifts in seat, adjusts uniform::
Computer open Duty log authorization Winter 5

Duty Log Sd 9708.06

Everything's been pretty quiet down in engineering. All the equipment seems
to be working perfectly. When I came on this ship I didn't expect to be
investigating such an extremly baffling mystery my first day. So far we don't
know very much. A relay station near the border has been picking up some odd
language that is nothing like we've ever heard, three cardassian ships dead
in space, a giant bug or something that can over power the Cardassians and
the Changelings , huge amounts of radiation in the
area.Basically anyone who didn't die from whatever the Cardys and the
changlings did would have died of radiation. Thay said there was only one
escape pod wasn't there. Maybe one of the ships crew members let loose
whatever it is and then left. Or in their madness one of them left on it. Or
maybe that's how the thing got off the ship.~ Which would not be very good at
all~ Anyway the three ships exploded and no one on it survived. We've taken
one of the bodies on board to study it.

::puts hand to head::
Computer end Duty log Authorization Winter 5
<Does this remind you of Macro Virus(VGR) or Voyager's season finaly or
what?>
Ensign Winter
Engineering Assistant

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Computer: record duty log Ensign Shammrog. Stardate 97.08.03

Shortly after leaving drydock, made course at standard warp speed to the
Cardassian/Federation border, to respond to an erratic signal being recieved
via subspace beacon. On site, found 3 disabled Cardassian vessels, each with
substantially similar blast damage to critical portions of their hulls.
Duties included extensive sensor sweps and helm control. Away team sent to
investigate, with an arrray of inconclusive and confusing findings. Upon
recovery of the away team, due in part to dangerous
radiation levels from warp core assembly damage, Marquesas moved to a safe
distance to conduct futher investigation. Shortly thereafter, a warp core
breach on one of the Cardassian vessels destroyed all remaining physical
evidence.

Computer, end recording.

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9708.06
Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

MAIN SHUTTLE BAY
Steven's shuttle enters through the main shuttle bay doors of Deep
Space 14. This process is automated, so Steven makes a quick check of the
systems. He runs his fingers over the panels.

"Navigation, check. Engineering, check. Sensors, check. Phasers,
check." Steven says to the flight recorder. He runs a few other checks on
the smaller systems.

A light thud is felt, as the shuttle touches down. Steven grabs his
bag and opens the back of the shuttle. An ensign walks up to Steven and
stands AA. "Sir, welcome to Deep Space 14."

"Yeah, enough of the formalities, can you tell me where the CO's office
is?" Asks Steven.

"Sir, the CO's office is located off the main promenade. There is a
sign, so you can't miss is sir!" The ensign remains AA. Steven just looks
at him and points to the shuttle. "Fill her up with unleaded." Steven walks
out of the bay, and smiles as the ensign looks at him like he's crazy.

CO'S OFFICE
Steven stands in front of the office and pushes the chime. "Enter."
Comes a voice from within.

He enters and stands in front of the desk. "Captain Wardley, I'm Lt
Steven Åsted from the USS Marquesas."

"Ah, yes Lieutenant, I've been expecting you. I know you want to get
back to your ship, so I'll make this short." Captain Wardley hands a padd to
Steven. "I need you to take a look at this and confirm or deny it. It's
from Star Fleet Intel."

He takes the padd and reads the few paragraph letter. He takes the pen
on the side of the padd and writes a few words at the bottom of the letter in
the appropriate spot. He hands the padd back to the Captain.

Wardley takes the padd and seals it in a box. "Thank you Lieutenant.
That is all we needed. Star Fleet intel. doesn't like to take any chances
with the broadcasting of information. You are free to leave."

Steven just stands there. "Ye mean that is all ye wanted? I was
called all this way out here to say true or false?"

"Yes, that is it. You may go back to your ship now." replys Wardley.

Steven turns around and exits the quarters laughing and mumbling
something to himself. He heads for the shuttle bay again.

Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

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Computer activate duty log EnsShilo SD 9708.07

I transported on to the shuttle that was heading to our ship the USS
Marquesas.
We had just arrived when a RED ALERT was called. Everything was going on
way to fast . Thank goodness I am able to shut down my extra senses when they
are over loaded.We were confronted with Cardasian ships. They had meet up
with another life form that had taken over their ships and destroyed them.
We are not sure what kind of being this is, but I sense some type of
intellegence.
There is a great danger. The AT was exposed to radeation but after they were
givin a hypospray they were fine. We will remain in this quadrant until
further
orders.

Computer end log Ens Shilo

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:::sitting in her quarters sipping on tea and looking out the window at the
stars:::

Computer activate Personal Log Counsler Ens Shilo SD 9708.09

I had hoped coming on board would have been a little easier. I didn't even
get
to my quarters until hours after I arrived. All of the crew greeted me
warmly.
I think I will enjoy working for CptWit. A very nice man. He does have very
strong negative feelings toward the Cardasians. Understandable concedering
his
background. I have finally finished going over the crews personal Bios. I do
have my work on this ship.
I just recived notice that an Ens P Rice will be coming aboard so I will have
to study his Bio now to. This has been a very busy week.

Computer end Personal log Counsler Ens Shilo

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++++ In Quarters ++++

Wit rummages through his dresser drawers pulling out the clothes and
tossing them all over the room. Once finished with the dresser, he starts
doing the same thing inside the closet. Seeing his favorite robe. He ripes it
off the hanger and stares at it. "Humph, Piece of slag. Never did understand
the need for these things, "remarks a disgruntled Wit. Tossing the robe onto
the floor along side the others. He continues the search.

" You have an incomming priority one message from Admiral Merrill,"
informs the computer.
" Tell who ever it is to go away," Wit says while searching the
bathroom.
"Sorry Captain, cannot comply, It's a priority one and your eyes only."
" Tell admiral what's his name that I don't want to talk to him, "snaps
an angry Captain.
"Sorry Sir, But the Admiral INSISTS on talking to you, " the computer
returns.
Spoting a small potted planet on a night stand. Wit seems to smile.
Ignoring the computer and the incomming message. He takes the pot and dumps
the flower onto the deck.
"CAPTAIN WIT. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON !!! " yells a very upset Admiral
on the quarters Holocommuicator.
Now very angry, Wit runs to the control panel and ripes it off.
Grabbing some wires he looks at the shocked Admiral. " I SAID GO AWAY, "
screams Wit before pulling the wires.
The Admiral disappears and once again Wit is smiling. " Computer I do
not want to be interruputed until my next duty. Understood?"
"Acknowledged"
Now visibily happy, Wit takes the pot to the bathroom sink and turns on
his allotment of fresh water. A big grin appears on his face as soon he
places the pot under the running water................

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO - USS Marquesas
Duty Log Stardate 9708.11

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9708.10
Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

I arrived back from Deep Space 14 today. It figures that I missed our first
mission, due to a hang-up with Star Fleet intelligence. A few hours before I
got back three Cardassian ships exploded, so I began my shift with scanning
the debris.

Commander Henson assembled an away team, which I was hoping to go on, that
went to the relay station. While the Commander, Shilo, and Winter were on
the station, the rest of the crew went to find the escape pod.

I used a standard broad scan which I narrowed until I had pinpointed the pod.
This reminded me when I was back on the Hermes and our escape pod with Wit in
it, drifted into the wormhole.

I then used the tractor to pull the pod into the main shuttle bay. Captain
Wit went down to the bay so he put me in charge of the bridge. <<My first
real sim with the Marquesas and I'm already in the BIG CHAIR! I have attached
a sound if anyone wants to hear it.>>
After pulling the pod in, we headed back to the relay.

The away team was under attack several minutes after recovering the pod.
They were beamed back aboard, just as ships of unknown make appeared and
formed a triangle. They destroyed the relay and began sending a message to
us. I had trouble with the translating software. The language that the
ships sent was very complex. Our software wasn't able to decode most of the
message. However, it did decode this: ' Your end is near. ' There was more
but it wasn’t decoded. The last part read this: ' Prepare
for the end. '

Mysteriously all of the ships then disappeared. We were once again alone in
the emptiness of space.

Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

*SA*

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Computer start Duty log authorization Winter 5

The relay station that had been broadcasting the language to SFHQ was still
broadcasting it except now, it was broadcasting it into space. An away team
comprised of myself, EnsShilo and Commander Henson was sent to the relay to
investigate.We beamed into the crafts small engineering room. I ran a scan to
see what was working and was surprised to find out that only the
communication arrays and life support were working.Most of the main compter
had been shut down.

We had only been there a couple of minute when we realized we were not
alone. First we only saw a shadow move in the background. Then we heard foot
steps. as Shilo was trying to cantact the Captain she was attacked by a giant
bug luckily it missed. It tried to attack again but it missed again. We all
started runniing down a hall, but the bug followed us. The Bug was closing
the gap between it and us rapidly when Shilo found a tunnel to small for the
bug. We ran into it the commander firing his phaser .
The bug howled in rage knowing we had escaped. We were then transported back
to the Marquesas.

But the excitment wasn't over yet. Apparently the Marquesas had found the
only escape pod that was deployed from the three cardy ships. There was
nothing in it and they had jettisoned it, but as soon as they did three
ships appeared out of no where. No one knew what kind they were.
They started sucking up out shields.They only left 2% of the rear shield. The
ship hailed us and said something about death and then proceeded to blow up
the relay.

Computer: end Duty log authorization Winter 5

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Duty Log SD 9708.15
EnsShilo

:: sitting in her quarters haveing just sent a message to her daughter at
the
academy feeling just a little lonely::

Computer activate Personal Log SD 9708.15 EnsShilo

How do I even begin? There is something very wrong with Cpt Wit. I don't
think the rest of the crew is very aware of it yet. He really jumped me for
doing my job. That is just not like him. I had been told before I came aboard
he was a very reasonable man. I will just have to keep watch . He is not very
receiptive to talking about it right now.

I owe Enswinter my compete graditude. Had she not grabed me and moved me
out of the way of that bug so quickly I would have been killed. I cannot
beleave that our phasors had almost no effect on them. Cdr Henson must of hit
that one at least three times.

WHAT do they want?? I feel that there was something to do with the pod
that we took aboard. Captian got VERY angry with my suggestion of this. I
sense that there is something to it though. How can I find out? I can not
afford to go against orders to find out. I am still on probation just being
assigned to the ship two weeks ago. Maybe I can talk to LtSg Asted, I beleave
he was there when the pod was brought on board.

I'm still having those headaches so I better go to sickbay now and get
checked out.

Computer End Personal Log EnsShilo

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Computer activate Duty Log SD 9708.15 EnsShilo

I was assigned to the AT with CdrMHenson and EnsWinter. We were sent to
the relay station. We transported in to the engineering room. When we
arrived EnsWinter started checking out the systems to see what was workiing.
Cdr Henson and myself were examining a dead officer. It seems he had the same
wounds as the others.

I saw something moving in the shadows and we started hearing noises. I
was almost struck by one of them. They look like giant scorpions. They move
very fast for there size. We were all chased down the corraders. We were all
transported back to our ship just in time.

I went to the bridge to offer my assistance to the Captian. There seems
to be something we have that they want very badly. It looked as though they
were going to attack us but instead they destroyed the relay station.

Computer end Duty Log EnsShilo

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~~~ Somewhere in space ~~~
~~~~~ A lone Lifeboat Drifts ~~~~~

Stretched out and sprawled across two of the four seats in the lifeboat.
A lone male figure is on his stomach, unconscious. On the back of his head
signs of blood coagulation is mixed with the matted hair. His breathing is
steady and all other visible life signs are good.

Outside, as the stars, suns, and other objects seem to light the way.
The lifeboat continues to aimlessly drift towards them.........

<<<To Be Continued>>>

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Computer: begin duty log authorization Winter 5

I don't know what to think about what just happened. Frank had come up with
a way for the shields to work better and I was monitoring it when Frank got
called to sickbay. Nothing to out of the ordinary, right? Wrong. On the
bridge the captain had just ordered Asted to fire on three federation
run-abouts. Asted resisted and he ended up getting himself shot. When Diver &
Frank came to help him the captain shot Diver too.

I knew nothing of this, as I was puttering around Engineering, wondering
what the hell was taking Frank so long. Suddenly my combadge bleeps. It's
Frank and he wants me to shut down all the computer core processors. I didn't
think it was a good time to ask questions so I did as I was told. Then five
minutes later he tells me to activate the security shield around
Engineering.Again I did as I was told. I asked what was going on but he
didn't say.

They transferred helm control down to the battle brige. Suddenly the captain
disapears into a blob and goes into the framework. It's a changeling! Not two
minutes later he appears in Engineering and shoots me in the side. I was out
for the count. Not knowing this Frank was coming down to Engineering to help
me. Meanwhile the Changeling had dragged me into the CEO's office and dumped
me behind the desk.When Frank came in the Changeling shot him to and put him
next to me.

We woke up at almost the same time. At first we didn't remember what
happened.I thought the captain had shot me.Frank said it was a changeling.
When I got up, Frank started having chest pains, thouh it was only residual
phaser burns. I wasn't hurt as bad, so I tried to keep Engineering going
without any help.Then Cpt Henson comes to Engineering, running around like a
chiken with it's head cut off, not even noticing me at my console. We were
surrounded by Jem Hadar ships. To be continued....

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COMPUTER activate Duty Log EnsShilo
SD 9708.18

As I entered the bridge, three Federation Runabouts surrounded
our ship. When the Federation officer hailed our ship CptWit said
"bye bye".He then ordered LtSg Asted to fire on the ships. Asted
did question this order and also asked Cdr Henson, who said "NO".
The Captain then pushed Asted out of the way and fired on the ships
himself, destroying them. Security was called to the bridge, the Captain
pulled a phaser on Asted. Captain then fired on Asted , stunning him
to unconciousness. The Doctor was then called to the bridge to help,
when she arrived she was also stinned by the Captain. Who by the way was
not the Captain at all. He was a changling.
The changling then went to engineering where he proceeded to stun
EnsWinter with a phaser. He then took the form of Winter. When Frank
entered engineering the changling stunned him and then took his form.
The changling had managed to get control of the ship long enough
to get us to DS9 wormhole. He then enters an escape pod. we were able
to keep him from leaving at first. Five (5) Jemhadar ships appeared and
started firing on us. We were holding the pod in a tractor beam when five
(5) more Hadar ships arrived. They then fired on the tractor beam housing
cutting off the beam and releasing the pod.
The Jemhadar ships then used their tractor beam to obtain the pod.
They then went back through the wormhole.
At this time we are not sure where the real CptWit is. I hope we will
find
him soon.

COMPUTER end Log EnsShilo

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Computer, begin recording duty log, stardate 9708.17, Ensign Shammrog

Arrived back on the ship to find things even stranger than I had left them.
Captain Wit, or a changeling that had taken on his form, ordered the crew to
fire on and destroy 3 federation runabouts. To paraphase teh Borg,
resistance was futile as the crew and I struggled against our apparently
irrational leader. When we finally ascertained that the Captain was not as
he appeared to be, we wound up madly pursuing him in an effort to save our
ship.

Several members of the bridge crew were injured in the ensuing game of cat
and mouse. Control was transferred to engineering in an effort to thwart our
crafty intruder. We finally managed to trap in an escape pod: disabling its
systems and holding it in tractor beam until we could formulate our next
course of action. We were, however, bomabarded by alien fire, partially
destroying decks 12 and 13 and disabling the tractor beam. The pod escaped,
and the crew is left wondering what has happened to the
Captain, multiple casualties, and even more unanswered questions as we
involuntarily enter the gate to the unknown at the DS9 wormhole...

Computer, end recording.

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Outside, as the stars, suns, and other objects seem to light the way. The
lifeboat continues to aimlessly drift towards them.........

Both gasping for breath, Wit and his cell leader, Herzle lean their
backs against a large boulder. Wiping his face with the back of his palm,
Herzle looks more ragged of the two.

"Looks like we made it once again, "remarks Herzle as he checks his
Cardassian disruptor, " and not a moment to soon. This disruptor is dead,"
he finishes, tossing the rifle away.
" Mine has a few more charges left, " informs Wit.
" Then it looks like we will have to........procure some more, "says the
smiling tall and slender leader, " but not until we first get back and have
some...."

Suddenly several disruptor blasts hit the boulder barely missing the
older man and the teenage Wit
"..........will have to wait, "yells the ducking leader. "Come on !! "

Standing up when the blasts stop. Herzle is the first one to run around
the edge of the boulder with Wit closely at his heels.

For one of them it's a fatal mistake. With the pressure of being under
fire, neither one remembers being on a mountain path with a eight meter drop
to one side. It is this cliff they go over.

They roll over head to toe and side to side down the cliff. Along the
way they receive various types of cuts and contusions. Herzle is the first
to reach the bottom. His back slamming hard into another boulder. Wit is soon
to follow but, he is luckier. He stops in the middle of a spike thorn bush.
Slowly getting up and after saying a few choice Bajoran curses, Wit begins to
remove the thorns.

"Herzle, "he whispers, " are you okay?" Hearing no response, Wit looks
up and sees his leader limply lay across the boulder . "HERZ, " he yells
running to his friends side. Lifting up a arm; he feels a faint pulse. "
Got to stay with us. Got to stay !!! "

With eyes barely opened and blood comming from both ears. Herzle does
not have long to live. " Go now. Go before the Cardies find us. You are
the leader now."

" No no no. They will not listen to me. You must live !!!, says a
sorrowful Wit.

"Yes they will. You are strong. They will listen and, " returns Herzle
barely above a whisper, " follow. I will walk with the prophets this day, "
are his final words.

"No, " says Wit as bends his head down. Feeling a stab of pain in the
back of his head. He reaches behind and feels warm blood.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"screams Wit, suddenly jerking up from across the two
lifeboat chairs. His left hand touches the back of his head.............

<<< TBC >>>

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Mission Brief
USS Marquesas
Stardate 9708.17
Sim Time:
22:00 hours Sunday

As of this moment, I am taking command of the Marquesas until we locate
Captain Pazaar Wit. In my stead, as first officer I place Lt Steven Asted.
I wish the circumstances were different Lt. for this sort of command position
but the universe holds many surprises. Mr Asted will also continue his
valuable services as Tactical Chief as well. After sending a report to
Starfleet Intel about the attack on the runabouts, the changling, and the Jem
Hader. As many of you have fiqured, we will be heading
back to the former position of the relay station where the changling ordered
the escape pod put back into space. We can assume the Captain is aboard that
pod. Our search begins there. Until then, the Marquesas will stay at yellow
alert and everyone is to be checked to confirm they are whom they are. This
is only a precaution but a *serious* one and anyone refusing to acknowledge a
request from the medical staff will be placed under arrest.

Mission: Locate the escape pod and Captain Wit returning him safely to the
ship.
Ship Alert: Yellow Alert.

Mission Notes: All officers are to report for biological ID confirmation.
Medical will schedule you when needed.

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9708.22
Lt. Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

Steven swings his feet back off the bed. The nurse had been, in his
eyes, pestering him. She wouldn't let him sit up, she wouldn't let him talk
to anyone, she wouldn't let him go back to his quarters, etc. He had told
her flat out that he didn't want to be in sickbay.

He had finally convinced the CMO to let him back to duty.

"Computer, begin duty log." The computer beeps its normal beep. "I've
recovered, well semi recovered from the attack from Captain Wit. Even though
it may not have been him, I'm sure going to look at him different. That is
if we find him.

"I mean, he was me Commander and then Captain on me first ship
assignment. I respected him, and now I donnae know what I think.

"I'm still a little groggy from the attack; however, I am returning to
duty. Commander Henson has taken command and put me in as the acting
executive officer. That's part of my reason for not staying in sickbay. It
took me awhile to convince them to let me go. I told them that if I am
conscious, and able to walk, then I'm ready for duty. I just hope I donnae
end up eating me words."

Steven closes his log and stumbles out of Sickbay.

Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

*SA*

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"screams Wit, suddenly jerking up from across the two
lifeboat chairs. His left hand touches the back of his head.............

With eyes slow to focus and a headache that's pounding Wits' brain stem,
like a child on a new set of drums. Wit massages the neck and looks around
trying to orientate himself to his surroundings. As the blurring clears, he
sees his surroundings and is instantly sickened.

"By the prophets. What have I done to anger you?" asks Wit as he leans
back in a chair. Still massaging his neck. "Not only am I, once again, in
an escape pod. This time it's a Cardassian !!" As his eyes continue to clear;
something in the back of his mind keeps nagging him, but he cannot put his
finger on it. Maybe it'll come to me in a while; Wit thinks as he shuts his
eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~2 hours later ~~~~~~~~

The throbing in the neck has eased enough so Wit can plan his next
course of action. Grabbing the tricorder he dropped when he was struck. He
begins a quick check of the tricorder. Touching the record pad, he begins.

"Captains log Stardate 9708.24, "says Wit after hearing the recording
tone. "Once again. I am in a escape pod. Lately, I have been spending so much
time in these. I have decided, when I arrive back on the Marquesas, to
customize my own pod, " chuckles Wit. " The food is Cardassian; so naturally
it causes nausea. To make it worse; it seems the food was placed here at the
beginning of the Bajoran Occupation! When I first woke up from my... forced
sleep. Something began to nag the back of my brain.
At first I could not pinpoint the reason. However, after a brief rest and
a hypospray, the nagging came to the forefront."
He begins to look around the pod. " It seems that the Cardassians have
took some ideas from Federation Lifeboats and incorporated them into their
pods. Everything from being to dock with other pods, having a small impulse
engine, and most importantly having the ability to land. All Federation
ideas. This is fortunate for me." Turning around and peering out the only
view window. Wit continues his Log, " I seem to be coming upon a small
Class-M plant. My plan is to manuvuear the lifeboat and land
on the planet. There I will begin to broadcast the pods emergency beacon.
If the planet cannot support human life. I will use the four lifesuits aboard
the pod, set the O2 warning. and give myself a relaxent to slow my
breathing. Hopefully, I wil be resuced before the air runs out.
Otherwise....... I will walk with the prophets sooner than I expected, "says
Wit, pausing to collect his next thoughts. " I hope whomever or whatever hit
me on the head. Doesn't do to much damage to my ship. I can only
pray that sooner or later. Someone aboard realizes that their captain is not
I. My fear is that because it's a new crew and noone really knows me or for
that matter each other. It will be later or until something drastic happens.
I can.."

A blue light rapidly surrounds the lifeboat and pulls it towards the
planet that Wit wanted to land.

" As for now, it seems that I have been discovered and am being
tractered to the planet. Must make preperations. Wit Out, " hastely Wit
adds before ending his log.

Getting one of the four stored disruptors, Wit checks the weapon.
Satisfied it's fully charged. Wit gets ready to play dead.............

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Computer: Begin Duty Log Authorization Winter 5

When the changaling left the ship, of course only after shooting four
crewmen and causing a general panic, we set course back to where we jetisoned
the Cardassian escape pod. We decided that that must have been when the
changeling came aboard because right after that the captain started acting
strange. I was at helm for part of the journey since Rice was late for his
shift.

Once we reached the sector we had a meeting to decide what we were going to
do. We knew we'd have to track the pod down somehow, but we didn't know which
way was best. I suggested we try a broadband scan. That was how we found it
in the first place. The only problem was he could be behind one of the
planets, where the scans wouldn't reach, a likely possibility since there are
six planets in this sector.

We pondered some other ideas for a while until Rice remembered that those
sort of escape pods leave behind a Neonutrik trail that would be easy to scan
for once you recalibrated the scanners a bit. He started scanning right away
as we descussed what could have happened to the captain. He followed the
trail to a planet fairly easily and he detected a few humanoid lifesigns that
could be his. We are currently in orbit around the planet.To be continued....

Ensign Avia Winter
Engineering Assistant
USS Marquesas

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9708.29
Lt. Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

An admiral from Star Fleet met us in flight...her intentions weren't to stop
our mission but she did have a thing or two that she wanted to give us. She
wasn't convinced that our medical staff had done their job in identification
of the crew. So a team of medical officers and a team of security officers
were sent over from her ship.

I was sent down to greet our guests. They didn't seem to want to be taken on
a tour, they did an ID check of meself and Ensign Winter, then began their
mission. The security team took both mine and Winter's phasers.

Later in me shift Commander Henson called a meeting in the Captain's ready
room. He wanted a way to track the escape pod that was let go. After an
hour of talking Ensign Rice figured a way to track it and is working on it
now.

Due to our current position I am working on the defensive and offensive
systems. Our torpedo bay has been fully loaded, and the backups have been
put into place.

Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

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~~~~ Marooned ~~~~

Finding a crevice between two large boulders deeper in the cave. A
sweating and a heavy breathing Wit works his way into the crevice to ponder
his future actions.

Taking the Tricorder; he turns up the recording amplitude and whispers.
" Begin log.. Captains Duty log, Stardate ?........Ahhh hell, screw the
date. I am fighting for my life and I am supposed to remember the date, "
begins an anxious Wit, wiping sweat off his eyes. " With the Cardassians
discovering the Emergency beacon and the battery on my commbadge running low.
The chances of my rescue are getting less with each passing day. My only
hope is that I am somehow found by my ship," imparts Wit
as he slowly catches his breath.

"This will be the last log entry I will make. For the past 10 days I
have been running and fighting the Cardassians inside this massive cave on a
planet I don't know. Only my experience with caves and Cardassian tactics has
keep me alive and going. Wit checks his rifle before continuing his log. "
I want it clear to whomever finds this tricorder log. " He wonders if it will
get found. " That I will not be taken alive. I have heard too many stories
on how Cardassians treat former resistance
fighters without the protection of the Federation. Having been well known
among the Cardies and causing them a great deal of pain and expense. I don't
think they would be too kind to me. Being a Starfleet officer might help.
However, I willn't take that chance."

" Before I leave this tricorder here. I am changing the Tricorders
frequency to match a little known frequency used by the resistance. Hopefully
it is still unknown by the Cardies. With the smallest bit of luck it might
get picked-up by the Marquesas scans and help them in their search.
Whatever happens in the next few days....it should be......interesting to say
the least. Wit Out."

Seeing that the way is clear for now. Wit steps out of the crevice.
He quickly changes the tricorder frequency to 60 HZ, sets it back the
crevice, and covers it with a few loose rocks.

After checking the surronding area once more. He removes the rifle off
his shoulder and begins to head deeper into the cave............

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO - USS Marquesas
Duty Log StarDate 9709.04

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TO: Marquesas crew.
FROM: Captain Wit

RE: Next Mission

Because we have been very busy since our launch. I feel some R & R is in
order.

So with this in mind. The ship is on it's way to the Kitiean nebula.
Once there, our mission for Stardate 9709.14; is to meet on the observation
deck.

There we will have a party, refreshments, nice scenery to enjoy, and to
basicly enjoy ourselves !!!

See you there. 8~)

Captain Wit

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Computer..activate duty log ..SD 9709.11..EnsShilo

We have finally found and retrived our good captain.
He had landed on a planet in the neutral zone, which was
infested with Cardassians.
An Away teem comprised of LtCmdrMaak, Shodan, FstLtFrank,
and myself were beemed onto the planet to aid our Captain
and help him return to the ship. He was wounded and trapped
in a cave surrounded by at least three Cardassians.
We were attacked by the Cardassians, but were able to all
make it back to the ship. Frank was wounded but not seriously
and even the Captain seems to be in fair shape.
Commander Henson had to resign from the ship. So Ltsg Asted
was in command at this time. He was very good at leading us to
the captain and getting us all back safely. It seems we will be
assigned a new Commander.
As things were getting back to normal there were also two
promotions on board the Marquesas this week. Asted and Winter.
Congratulations to both of you. I am honered to serve with such a
fine crew.

Computer..end log..EnsShilo

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Computer: Begin Duty Log Authorization Winter 5

We laid course for planet DEF as soon as we figured out that was the planet
the captain was probably on. As we reached the planet, Shilo started picking
up what was going on down there, which helped us figure out what was going
on. About ten minutes later, my senses started to pick up the captain too.

After Asted ran a Tactical scan of the planet we found a network of caves
and caverns. Shodan had sent up the stats of Bajorans and we used that to
help narrow the search. We found a lifeform that was probably the captain in
one of the caves.

We sent and Away Team of LtCmdrMaak, FstLtFrank, EnsShilo and Shodan. There
was a brief fire fight with some of the Cardassians, in which Frank was hurt.
They located the Captain and when I got a steady lock on them, I beamed them
out.

When the Captain got back and was feeling better, we had an awards
ceremony. I got promoted to Lieutenant(jg), got assigned as the Assistant
Chief Engineer and won an award for fulfillling the months log
requirements.Asted got promoted to First Lieutenant and also got an award for
fulfilling the months log requirements.

Computer: end Duty Log autorization Winter 5

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9709.07
First Lt. Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

Steven sits in the command chair on the bridge and opens his duty log.
"Captain Wit has just been found by the away team that I sent down. Both the
Captain and First Lt. Frank have been sent down to sickbay for injury
treatment. On bad they are both hurt I don't know.

"The ship is headed toward Federation space, and we are at yellow
alert. I'm sure that the Captain will be back in command in a day or so.
Commander Henson has resigned unexpectedly, and abruptly. He had to leave
before we had recovered the Captain, which left me in command.

"I'm sure that we will be meeting our new Commander either at our
current destination. I've met him before when I stayed on the Federation for
a few days. The ship seems to be in good condition, I do know that the
engineers are staying busy with minor repairs and adjustments. Computer, End
duty log."

First Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer/Acting XO
USS Marquesas

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^^^^ Marquesas Sickbay ^^^^

Lying on a biobed in Sickbay with his left leg and right shoulder
injuries bandaged. Wit leans against the beds medical display watching his
Chief Medical officer and an assistant go about their duties.

" When can I leave? " asks the impatient patient Wit.
"When your wounds heal. Because, " answers the Medical Chief , Shodan,
" you refused the dermal regenerator. It will take a few days for the wounds
to heal. I still say you're crazy for not wanting me to use it."
" Maybe so. But I didn't use them durning the resistance, at the
Academy, and I don't plan on starting now. "
" The wounds will leave scars."
"Good, scars tell ones history. Someone without a scar has led a boring
life," tells a proud Wit.
" Anyone who refuses treatment to aid healing is dumb, " informs the
smiling Medical Chief, "or to use a word from part of earth history that you
to refer to at times. You are being too MACHO for you own good !!! "
Putting a gentle hand on Wits' good shoulder. " The ship is in Asteds'
capable hands and as you ordered. It's on its way to the Kitiean Nebula.
Rest up for now and I'll let you go to the party."
Reluctently, Wit lies back down and shuts his eyes.
Turning to leave sickbay, Shodan looks over towards Ensign Shilo.
"Ensign, if the Captain gives you any trouble before I come back. You have my
permission to place a restraining field around him. " She thinks for a
momment then smiling, she adds. " Ensign, because the captain likes the old
methods better, instead of a field around him. Place restraining STRAPS.
"Yes Lieutenant, " grins Shilo
Shodan chuckles as she leaves sickbay.

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO - USS Marquesas
Duty log Stardate 9709.14

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:holding a electronic notepad::

The computer is off line at this time . Therefore I will be entering my
duty log on
this notepad until we are able to regain control of the computer.

Duty log SD 9709.16 ...EnsShilo

We arrived at the Kitiean nebula with the arrival of two new crew
members. Ens
John0 and EnsUrsus. The Captain had decided we all needed some R&R, we were
to have a little social gathering on the observation deck so we could also
enjoy the view.
Fslt Asted was very uncomfortable with CptWit (I beleave it was do to
the changling who looked like CptWit that shot Asted with the phaaser) so
Captain tried to make Asted see that he is the human for not the changling.
Asted did not seem to take any of this very well, He aand I were
looking at the nebula and just starting to talk when a flash accured. It came
out of the nebula. I felt very strang.Winter and I both ended up fainting. As
I came around I heard the computer say "lets party". I am not sure how but
the replicator and the computer wires have been crossed. The computer acts
intoxicated and will not let any of us off the observation deck.
EnLana Troi was able to get to the bridge ( she had left the observation
deck before it was locked up) and we were able to telepathically connect.The
computer knows everything about all of us so therefore knew we were
telepathic. It put a restraining field around Troi for awhile so she could
not help us.
At this time CptWit, CdrMaak, and Asted are having a few drinks with
the computer ( I beleave they do have some sort of plan) as I sit here
getting my wits about me again. I did try to pull on one of the crossed
wires in the replicator to see if I could diconnect something I do not think
at this time it was very successful.

EnsShilo..Ending Duty Log SD 9709.16

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::sits down with PADD::

Begin duty log Lt Jg Winter...

What started as a party to get to know each other better and to get some
needed R&R turned into anything but. When we arrived on the Observation Deck
to look at the Kitiean Nebula, there was a table of goodies and drinks set
out. But as we started talking, the scars of our last mission were apparent.
Asted wouldn't look at, let alone talk to, the Captain. When he noticed this,
he asked Asted to caome over to him.

When he did, the Captain did the strangest thing. He handed Asted a small
pocket knife and told him to cut him! When Asted hesitated, the he made it an
order. Afterwards, I'm not sure if he felt relieved or what.

Shortly after that, a flare from the nebula engulfed the entire ship.It
didn't look natural, and apparently it wasn't because it caused me and Shilo
to faint. I still have a pounding headache, but Shilo seems fine. When we
started to wake up the computer started to talk VERY stangely. At first it
didn't make any sense. Then it started to say that it wanted us to party. It
was reffering to itself as "I", which also didn't make any sense since the
computer wasn't programmed to have a sense of self
awareness. Lana left the Observation deck then. A couple of minutes later
all the doors were locked.

The computer decided that Ensign Ursus wasn't partying so it lowered the O2
level to 79% to "pursuade" us to party. Me and Shilo are in contact with Lana
telepathicallyand she's trying to help us. Some how she managed to get to the
bridge. She was temporarily stuck in a restraining feild but Shilo used her
telepathic abilities to weaken the field so Lana could get out.

Meanwhile, Asted had gotten fed up with the entire ordeal and decided to
have a drink and enjoy himself. The captain and commander both got drinks
after he did, and I took one anyway. We all to a sip, too, since the computer
also had control of the visual monitors.

There has been a theory floating around that the some of the computers wires
and the replicators wires have crossed and the computer found one of the
programs for "real" liquor and become intoxicated, giving it the personality
of a three year old. I have a feeling that if I can get into one of the
consoles, we could probably get out of here.

I still can't believe what happened. I've been checking the programming ever
since I've gotten on board and I've been surprised how few bugs there have
been. Maybe it had a bug that made it more suseptable to this sort of thing.
Was there something I missed? I don't think so, but you never know.
End Duty log Lt Jg Winter

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9709.14
First Lt. Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

Steven sits in his chair while he watches the lights dim. Several
sighs come from people on the observation deck. "I didnae think about
that..." Steven states.

~~Atleast we have some control of the ship now~~ he thinks. Steven
gets up letting his eyes adjust to the dim light of the nebula. Carefully
dodging the chairs and other people he walks over to a computer panel.

Reaching up to touch the panel, he hesitates. ~~I better not touch it
without talking with the Captain. I donae want to "wake the computer up".~~
He sits down next to the door and thinks of a solution, or an idea to regain
full, or partial control of the ship.

~~As we know so far is that a strange flame has emitted from the
nebula. It surrounded the ship for a second and dissipated. Not having
access to the computer, we have no idea what it was or why it came at us.~~
The sound of a person snoring comes from the communication system.

Steven smiles, ~~the computer has somehow gotten changed by the flame,
or a replication system and the main frame have fused themselves together.
We only have a little while before the life support fails up completely,
which means we have to wake the computer up and do as it says, or cut the
computer off from the rest of the systems.~~

He stops thinking for a moment. ~~WAIT!!! That's it! Maybe we can nip
the links between the warp core and other systems, and manually run the core.
That way we will have access to the power and we can directly feed power to
life support and the other systems. It will be difficult since we will have
to run everything manually, but....~~

He jumps up and slowly walks in the direction of Captain's voice, to
tell him of his plan.

First Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

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***** Marquesas Observation Deck *****

As Maak and Asted keep the sleeping Main Computer asleep. Wit takes a
Tricorder and slips off to be alone.

"Begin Duty log for Stardate 9709.17, " says Wit after hearing the soft
beep from the Tricorder. "After what can, " whispers Wit, " only be
described as a hectic past few weeks. I decided to have a crew get together
on the observation deck. Little did I know we would soon be fighting for
breath.

" As we were watching the nebula. A flare briefly enclosed the ship.
Causing both Shilo and Winter to momentaly to faint. Immediaitly, the ships
Computer started to act up. I say act because it was acting like it was
drunk. At first everyone thought it was 'posessed' by another lifeform. But
after a panel on the replicater blew out. It occured to me that some data
transfer lines of the replicator matrix and computer might have crossed. At
this time Shilo is attempting to remove some wires in the
replicator. If that doesn't work. I have an idea, " reports Wit as he
notices Asted coming towards him. " However, before that we can try
something else. We need to procure O2 masks. With the computer now asleep;
the air purification system is shut down and CO2 levels are rising. Wit
out."

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO - USS Marquesas
Duty Log Stardate 9709.21

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Lieutenant Piqua Bu - Medical Officer - USS Marquesas
Stardate 9709.23
BEGIN DUTY LOG
We began this mission in the observation lounge/deck. (It was a continuation
from last week, which I was absent, I actually happened to have been
vacationing in another state then). The computer was acting strangely. It
is acting like it is drunk (which is not a normal state of being for a
computer). When we started this mission, the computer was apparently asleep.
It was snoring. Carbon dioxide (CO2) levels were rising, while Oxygen (O2)
levels were falling (perhaps due to lack of air
circulation?). This was bad!

Shilo started handing out oxygen masks to everyone. Maarek refused to wear
one because he is Vulcan.

Captain Wit ordered Frank and Winter to go to the Saucer section's computer
core and have it try to take over ship's functions. Turbo-lifts weren't
functioning, so they had to use Jeffries Tubes. Frank had a little bit of
difficulty getting there. Winter and Shilo were to keep in telepathic
communication.

Shilo and Asted were another team. Asted came up with the brilliant idea of
feeding power to the Life Support system manually. Captain Wit agreed. They
needed to go to deck 20 to connect the emergency batteries.

The computer soon woke up and wanted to party. It played Donna Summer's
disco music. I kept the computer somewhat occupied by suggesting different
Donna Summer songs for it to play. The computer ordered us all to dance, so
most of us who were left in the Observation Deck complied. The computer
yelled at the men for not dancing, so Commander Maarek started dancing with
me. He is a very good dancer! The computer gave us drinks - they didn't
taste right. What looked exactly like Klingon Blooodwine
tasted exactly like Raspberry Iced Tea.

The computer then noticed that not everyone was in the Observation Deck.
END DUTY LOG

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Commander Maarek "Maak" Stele
U.S.S. Marquesas NCC-606719
Executive Officer/XO
Duty Log SD: 9709.21

::Maarek takes a few minutes to do his log. Moving off into a corner of the
room.::

Computer, Open Log
Computer:> Log Open, Recording.

Well we spent another day under the control of the computer, but now
were started to fight back as it were.
FsLtAsted and EnsShilo were going to reroute the life support systems
from the bridge, but LtjgWinter and FstLtFrank needed to switch the power
coupling on Deck 22 first. With out the power switched the computer could
easily shut down the power to the Life Support systems.
The computer slept most of the time, but did awaken. Once it was alert
we quickly began to try and keep it occupied by drinking, singing, dancing
and various other things you'd do at a party. This did keep the computer busy
while the teams worked.
However the computer was just alerted that we are missing some of whom
should be here.
Ensign Shilo was promoted to Lieutenant Junior Grade.

Computer Close Log.
Computer:> Log Closed.

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Duty Log
Stardate: 9709.21
First Lt. Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

Rounding another corner Steven reaches a ladder. He feels his way round the
it and slowly gets on. He takes another quick burst from his oxygen mask.
Steven thinks to himself, ~~ I’m on deck 1. Wit said that the secondary
computer is on deck 20. ~~ He knows that he is groggy from lack of oxygen,
but wants to conserve until he gets to deck 20.

He descends on the ladder, carefully taking each step. Each deck he passes
he counts off. “Deck, 2” As he climbs in the darkness, he losses he
footing. Not thinking of it he tightly grabs onto the ladder. He pulls his
feet back up to the crossbar. He continues down...

Stopping at deck 5 he takes another burst from his mask and hears someone or
something above. ~~ The computer has caught on!!! ~~ he thinks to himself.
Stepping off the ladder he nudges himself into a corner. He begins to see
bright colors all around, however, none that give off a dim view of the world
around him.

He waits in the corner, and hears someone near him. He lunges out and grabs
the person by the neck. Feeling that it is someone he lets go and puts his
mask on and leaves it on this time. As he slowly regains mental control he
feels and hears that it is Shilo who has come.

They talk in the darkness for a few minutes and head farther into the
ship....

They reach deck 20 and Shilo telepathically communicates with Winter who has
another team with Frank. Steven moves to the wall and feels for an opening
to a horizontal tube. Just then music fills the ship. Steven says softly...
”He knows we’re gone....”

He feels a tingling sensation and he immediately knows that he is being
transported. To where, he doesn’t know.....

First Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

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::stoping for a short rest she pulls out a padd:::

Duty log SD 9709.25...LtJgShilo..

The computer is still in contoll of the ship. FsLtAsted and I are on deck
20 trying
to get to battery back up system to see if we can help. Frank and Winter are
also
in the jeffries tubes doing what they can as well. Winter and I are staying
in touch
telepathicly . So far we have not had much luck, as we are all new to this
ship
we do not know our way around as well as we would like. I did not bring a
tricorder
with me (I am sure I will here from the captain for not being preparied) or a
flashlight.

I did happen to find the O2 masks behind the bar and there were enough
for
the crew on the observation deck. The computer has still been partying. The
music
has been very loud.I think it has discovered we are missing now. I hope it
will
take a few minutes to decide what it wants to do as Asted has found the way
to the
battery back up system and we need just a few more minutes.

At this time I have been promoted to Lieutenant junior grade.
End Duty log...LtJgShilo:::::::::::

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As my shift started, I knew it was going to be unusual. The O2 levels were
getting critically low and it was so dark you couldn't see a foot in front of
you. We knew we needed masks, but we couldn't get to them. Then Shilo noticed
some behind the bar. She took them outand we started passing them out.

Asted had an idea as to how to get us out of this mess, which it seemed was
viable because the Captain sent him and Shilo to go switch to the back up
batteries via the Jefferies Tubes. When
they left me and Frank started working on getting the door open, so we could
get to the bridge to switch to the back up air filters.

Shilo had found a flat metal thing and I had found a chair, both of which
came in handy. Frank got on the chair and slid the metal thing under the
starfleet plaque thing that goes over the sensor for the door and hammered it
with my tricorder. Once we got out it took us a few minutes to switch the air
filters. From there we knew we had to get to Engineering to get to the
central core so that it could take over our misbehaving computer. Since the
turbolifts weren't working we had to take the Jefferies
Tubes as well.

Soon after we got into the Jefferies Tubes the computer woke up and started
blaring music all over the ship. It was so loud it was hard to think. I had
been in telepathic contact with Shilo most of the time so she filled me in on
what she and Asted were doing. They were on deck 20 and were trying to find
were the back up battery was. Me and Frank were almost in Engineering whan
the computer noticed that four opeople were missing. As for what happens now,
who knows...

Duty Log
Lt(jg) Avia Winter
Asst. Chief Engineer

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Nice Log !!!!

Commander Zinnius
First Officer - USS Eclipse

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Commander Maarek "Maak" Stele
U.S.S. Marquesas NCC-606719
Executive Officer/XO
Duty Log SD: 9710.19

Computer, Open Log
Computer:> Log Open, Recording.

We completed our mission although it was not done by the books in any
way shape or form.
The Tahoe crashed as I stated before on the Planet Augus II which we
were attempting to land on to gain samples of a plant which Ensign Flint
possibly may have ingested. Scans show that this was the case being it
matched what Flint had inside of him.
The Marquesas did come and rescued us from the planet. We were not in
any danger that I could see, however the plasma conduits aboard the ship were
heavily damaged and main power was dwindling. Ensign John and I tried to
stabilize it as best we could to increase the power to the mobile Sick bay
the Marquesas dropped off for us.
Lt Shilo, Cadet Bu, and Ensign Troi collected the necessary samples and
already have begun the necessary steps in curing Ensign Flint. We soon
boarded the Shuttle that First Lt. Asted brought down with Lt Winter. Taking
all the samples we needed of course along with us.
Once we docked with the Marquesas we warped back towards the bad lands.
I hope that the accident will not bring far reaching effects. On the crew for
the most part. I assume that Admiral Bates will not be pleased with this
delay.

Computer Close Log.
Computer:> Log Closed.

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Commander Maarek "Maak" Stele
U.S.S. Marquesas NCC-606719
Executive Officer/XO
Duty Log SD: 9711.02

Computer, Open Log
Computer:> Log Open, Recording.

My orders are rather simple, but carrying them out is another matter
altogether.
To invade Dominion/Cardassian Space and damage DS-9 and surrounding
ships as much as we can in preparation for a massive strike against the
Dominion/Cardassians. This is been prompted by the news that the Mine field
may no longer be a viable way to hold back the Dominion in the Gamma Quadrant
with the Dominion occupying the Station. If we retake the Station we could
re-mine or hold the mine field as it is.
Aboard the CE Raven I believe we will be successful, however getting out
of Dominion/Cardassian space after having showed basically we are not one of
there own seems to be a problem. However our warp drive is already
malfunctioning which also is causing a delay. With only 13 hours to spare we
are on a rather tight time frame.
If it becomes obvious that our mission can not be accomplished we will
abort, but I would rather it not be a total lose. Destroying nearby enemy
ships could aid our side especially if we could convince some of the other
ships to fire on other ships that are friendly(Not to Federation). Also I
have been thinking that is could be the opportunity we've been looking for to
turn the Dominion and Cardassian's against each other. However doing this may
take some delicate planning. However not much I am sure of.
All Stations aboard the Raven prior to the Warp Problem report they are
fully functional.

Computer Close Log.
Computer:> Log Closed.

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Commander Maarek "Maak" Stele
U.S.S. Marquesas NCC-606719
Executive Officer/XO
Duty Log SD: 9711.16

Computer, Open Log
Computer:> Log Open, Recording.

We were aboard Deep Space Nine. I must say it is good to know our
efforts had done something good. We were granted shore leave of 2 hours
aboard DS9 all I Did was drink a mint tea and look around the promenade.
While the Marquesas was being repaired.
After that we reboarded the Marquesas I of course headed to the bridge
and we proceeded on our patrol of the New Boarder of the Federation and
Cardassia. The Captain also consented to his physical. Which left me in
command of the Marquesas.
We encountered a ship of unknown origin and we moved to investigate when
something happened to the ship in which I lost consciousness. As did the
crew. However we did awake. I am unsure as to what has transpired during our
unconscious state. However it is clear we are not where we were before.

Computer Close Log.
Computer:> Log Closed.

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Commander Maarek "Maak" Stele
U.S.S. Marquesas NCC-606719
Executive Officer/XO
Duty Log SD: 9711.23

Computer, Open Log
Computer:> Log Open, Recording.

We are according to the Computer located in the center of the universe.
Their is only one planetoid here, and an unusual telepathic communication.
The communication seems peaceful enough however likes to rhyme it's
statements and also does not completely answer questions asked to our
satisfaction, but possibly to her's. Telaris Re is the Guardian or that is
what she says. I do not doubt anything she has said thus far. However I do
not fully believe everything either.
Captain Wit ordered me to take an AT to the planet I chose FstLtFrank,
FstLtAsted, CMOShilo, and Dennis. Two Telepaths and one not and another a
telepath, but suppressing his skills. I brought Frank in case we were
incapacitated by mind control, not to say he wouldn't be effected, but if it
was more of a spell on Telepaths Frank would know.
However during the course of our mission we came to a planet it seemed
that Frank, Shilo, and Dennis wanted me and Asted to desperately climb the
mountain. This does not persuade me to do so. This makes me more cautious I
will stick with my decision to go around unless something else happens which
will basically make going up the only choice. Also to be noted there were
sounds of some sort of bird, however scans revealed no signs of life, only
energy, however energy is the base of life... this is fascinating.

Computer Close Log.
Computer:> Log Closed.

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STARDATE: 9712.13.11:55

Computer, begin Personal Log.

<PERSONAL LOG OPEN, ENSIGN THOMAS HENRY QUELL.>

Show me a copy of my latest TS ENCRYPTED/DNA SCAN REQ MSG to Starfleet Intel,
plus the reply from Admiral Imagawa.

<ACCESSING TOP SECRET ENCRYPTED FILES. DNA SCAN COMPLETE. FILE DOWNLOADED>

TS ENCRYPTED--DNA SCAN REQUIRED.

TO: IMAGAWA, Admiral, SF C-I
FROM: QUELL, Thomas H,, Ensign, USS Marquesas

1. Completed Scan of Captain Wit and key Marquesas personnel, as ordered.
2. Request immediate release from Counter-Intel duty and down-
loading of psi-neutralizing bio-procedure to Emergency Medical Hologram with
classified instructions coded to my voice print.
3. As this assignment has become intolerable now that several telepaths know
of my activities, also request immedate placement on another Starship once my
psionic senses have been permanently neutralized.
4. Should request not be favorably considered, you may consider this MSG a
formal resignation from Starfleet, effective immediately.
5. I have obeyed all orders and faithfully executed the dutiues assigned me.
I hope this satisfies any service obligations incurred when I was selected
for SF Academy.

THOMAS HENRY QUELL

Ensign, USS Marquesas

REPLY: FLASH TRAFFIC--TS ENCRYPTED--DNA SCAN REQUIRED.
TO: QUELL, Thomas H,, Ensign, USS Marquesas
FROM: IMAGAWA, Admiral, SF C-I

1. Request for release from CI duty denied.
2. Request for reassignment denied.
3. Resignation from SF not accepted.
4. You are a commissioned officer assigned to a task SF considers absolutely
critical. You will not be relieved until the job is done. Dominion and
Cardassian agents are pervasive; your own Captain was impersonated by a
Changeling.
5. Imperartive you deep-scan every member of the Marquesas crew, from the
Bridge officers to the transporter operators to the youngest enlisted sailor.
Additilonally, you will scan inanimate objects for sentient thought, since
the Changelings can impersonate anything.
6. You are directed to keep your psionic senses open at all times.
If there are Domnion agents aboard Marquesas, they will probably attempt to
neutralize you.
7. You are further ordered to erase all traces of suspicion from the minds of
any crew member about your status and communicate your actual misson to no
one.
8. High-order telepaths like you are serving covertly throughout the fleet.
The job is not ideal, but absolutely essential to maintain the security of
the Federation.
9. Personal note: Your father, Darius Quell, is missing along the Romulan
frontier and presumed lost. I regret the necessity to pass along such
disturbing personal news at this time, but it cannot be helped. Duty first,
Mr. Quell. We need you on the job, doing your job with all your gifts on
line.
10. No further communication from you about resignation will be acknowledged.
This decision is final.

--IMAGAWA, Admr.

Damn, why now! Dad, why did you do this now? Computer, close and delete log.

<PERSONAL LOG CLOSED AND DELETED.>

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Subj: Helmsman's Log Stardate 9712.27
Date: 97-12-27 09:50:54 EST
From: EnsQuell
To: CptWit, CmdrMaarek, LtCmdAsted, LtAWinter
To: CMOShilo, Dennis6181, EnsPanthro, EnLanaTroi
To: Yuri24, EnsLizJway, Ens John0

COMPUTER, OPEN OFFICIAL LOG.

HELMSMAN'S LOG OPEN, MR. QUELL.

Routine duty shift. Maintained ship's position. Still awaiting return of the
Away Team. Became ill with the flu near the end of my shift and reported to
sickbay at Captain's orders. Treated by new medical officer, Ensign Liza
Janeway. Ordered by CMO Shilo to get some rest. Reported to my quarters and
crashed--sleeping 14 hours. Hope to be well enough for next duty shift.

COMPUTER, CLOSE LOG.

DUTY LOG CLOSED, MR. QUELL.

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Duty Log: Ensign Liza Janeway, AMO USS Marquesas
Star Date: 9712.28

For my first mission aboard the Marquesas, I think it went suprizingly
well.
I meet up with my immeditate supervisor CMO Shilo, whom I found very nice.
While the repairs where being finished I set about aquinting myself with this
new
sickbay, and perparing for the possible rescue of the Away team and their
injuried.
Someone, I'am not sure who, decided to play a prank on me, by placing a
clinder
that scanned as a bomb in sickbay. Luckily it only contained a lizard but it
did scare the daylights out of me:S
I have begun reseaving messages throw the Caradissan Tracer in my brain once
more,
and it triggered a activition of some caradissan illness that caused me to
pass out from lack of oxygen. Bu and CMO Shilo checked me over, tring to get
at the tracer, but was cut short when our Away team finially was retreaved.

<<<Congratualtions to all the promoitons and award winners
Computer Log off
700 year ago people KNEW the univerous revoled around Earth, 500 years ago
people KNEW the world was flat, and fifteen minuets ago you KNEW humans where
alone on this Planet. Think of what you'll know tomorrow-Tommy Lee Jones, MIB

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Subj: Ensign Nogrens Log

::Computer begin Personal log for Ensign Nogren::

This being my first posting i was extremly nervous about it. I reported
aboad and went to my assigned quarters. They were kind of small but i guess
that it's all an ensign gets. I was to report to engineering but soon
afterwards i was told to report to sickbay for my physical. The doctor seemd
like a friendly guy but i never have like seeing doctors.
I returned to my post in engineering. I suddenly noticed that the pressure in
the warp core was increasing past normal levels. i immidialtly ran a
diagnostic. after red alert sounded LtCmdFrand assisted me in shutting down
the warp core. I then proceded to remove the di-litium crystal frame and
inspect it. i found a gicodian device attacted to it.
That had been reponsible for the increase in pressure. I continued to
moniter the warp core until the ship went into warp........
::Zzzzzzz Zzzzzzzz::
Ensign Dexter Nogren

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***** Marquesas Observation Deck *****

As Maak and Asted keep the sleeping Main Computer asleep. Wit takes a
Tricorder and slips off to be alone.

"Begin Duty log for Stardate 9709.17, " says Wit after hearing the soft
beep from the Tricorder. "After what can, " whispers Wit, " only be
described as a hectic past few weeks. I decided to have a crew get together
on the observation deck. Little did I know we would soon be fighting for
breath.

" As we were watching the nebula. A flare briefly enclosed the ship.
Causing both Shilo and Winter to momentaly to faint. Immediaitly, the ships
Computer started to act up. I say act because it was acting like it was
drunk. At first everyone thought it was 'posessed' by another lifeform. But
after a panel on the replicater blew out. It occured to me that some data
transfer lines of the replicator matrix and computer might have crossed. At
this time Shilo is attempting to remove some wires in the replicator. If
that doesn't work. I have an idea, " reports Wit as he notices Asted coming
towards him. " However, before that we can try something else. We need to
procure O2 masks. With the computer now asleep; the air purification system
is shut down and CO2 levels
are rising. Wit out."

Wit Paazar, Captain
CO - USS Marquesas
Duty Log Stardate 9709.21

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<< Deep in the recesses of M-16's CPU >>

:::::::: I want to DANCE !!!! Disco, disco duck. Boogie down, don't be a
cluck, disco. Cut a rug, shake my bootie. Lets dance until the sun shines !!!
Hey, ya baybee !!!!! What's your sign!!!!! Say honey shake that thing. Yeah
!! Like my shirt??? Like it?? It's 24 karet gold !! Dance, dance, dance,
he's a dancing machine !!! Watch him get down. Get down. Noooo, I wouldn't
lie to you. Staying
Alive!!!! Your place or mine? Whacha drinking??? Rubber band, rubber band
MAN !!! Hehe I know I am, but what are you?? Who loves you baby!!! These are
my buddies. I love you all. She works hard for the money. Very hard for the
money. Staying Aaaaaaaaaaalive !!! That's the way, a-ha. I like it, a-ha.
Woooo, going to love you baby. Woooooooo, going to love you baby. Live from
New York !!!! It's Saturday Night !!!! This is the last dance. Last
dance. Last chance for llllllllllllllooovveee. So lets dance. Lets dance
toooooooooniiiiiiiiiight !!! Do a little dance. Make a little love. Get down
tonight. Get down tonight... What's a girl like you. Aaaaaaaaaaa Freak out
!!!! Doing in a place like this. Hey Jude. Don't make it baaaaaaaaad. Yes,
I'll respect you in the morning. Just call me angel of the
morning.........HEY !! WAIT!!!! SOMEONE IS MISSING !!!!!

CHECKING..............................................................................................ASTED,
WINTER, FRANK, AND SHILO ARE GONE !! CHECKING..........................
Party poopers. Party poopers. It's not nice to fool Mother Nature. M-16 is
mad, VERY mad. Must get rid of Party poopers.......LOCKING ON PARTY POOPERS.
Is this your luck day, punk. Well is it??....In space no one can hear you
scream..... ACTIVATING EMERGENCY
TRANSPORT.........So long. Fare well. It's been good to know
ya....................................

Captain Wit Paazar
Commanding Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC - 606719

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**** USS Marquesas ****
||||| Bridge at Yellow Alert |||||

Captain Wit stands in front of his chair. The anxiousness showing on his
face.
"Sir, It's now confirmed; it's the Eclipse and she's not doing so well.
There two heavly armed Jem Hadar ships with a third severly disabled,"
reports the Tactical officer.
"Acknowledged. Helm hail the Eclipse, "orders Wit
Fleet Captain Shodan appears on the screen surrounded by thick smoke "
This Is Fleet Captain Shodan. Hello and welcome to my little scuffle," grins
the Trill captain," care to join?, " she barely adds before she is tossed
around by a Jem Hadar hit.
" Oh, need a hand I see, " grins Wit.
Shodan looks closer into the screen. " Ah, that explains that comment.
Do all Bajorans have a the power of understatement or is it just a Bajoran
male afflection?" questions the smiling Trill.
" Just the males. I think it comes from drinking too much Blood Wine
or Bajoran Ale. Captain don't move. I'll be using pattern Alpha from your
aft," informs Wit.
"Acknowledge Captain. Eclipse out."
The screen goes blank

Wit turns to Tactical and begins to give battle orders. " RED ALERT
Shields up and for added measure bring the Metaphasic shields online too.
Load all six torpedo launchers with Quantium Torpedos. Have the Protons
ready. I think we might need them. Bring all 10 phaser banks online and
fully charged, "commands Wit
"Aye Captain, "replies the Tactical officer.
Wit taps his badge. "Engineering I'll need all the power you can muster
to the shields and weapons."
" Aye Sir. Already done. I also took the added precaution to bring all
IDF and SIF generators online, too.
" Very Good." Wit sits in the chair. " Helm bring us around to pattern
Alpha. Tact put the Sector on screen."

The screen shows the Eclipse and the three Jem' Hadar ships coming into
view; directly ahead.
Wit silently hopes that his skeleton crew is ready. " Time to jump into the
frying pan........"

~~~~~~~~~~~
The Marquesas approaches the aft secton of the Eclipse and goes by
at 90 degree angle.....

Captain Wit Paazar
Commanding Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC - 606719

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=/\= Star Fleet Personal Profile =/\=

Personal Information:
• Name: First Lieutenant Steven Åsted
• Current Assignment: U.S.S. Marquesas, Chief Tactical Officer
• Specie(s): ¾ Human (Scottish, English), ¼ Betazoid
• Sex: Male
• Height: 5' 11"
• Weight: 160 lbs
• Age: 19
• Hair color: Brownish blonde
• Eye color: Blue
• Marital status: Single

Pre- Academy:
Steven was born in Scotland, on Earth. At age 12 his family (mother and
father) moved to London, England. Two years after, his mother was killed by
an explosion of unknown cause. Several months later his father married
again. Steven then went back to Scotland and lived with his aunt until he
left for the academy at age 14. To this day, Steven hasn't forgiven his
father for what he did. He feels as if his father broke a trust between
him and his mother.

Steven's telepathic abilities have been enhanced after traveling through
a wormhole. **Note** Chemical imbalance in brain has resulted. Counseling
required. Steven has returned to Earth and received mental support from a
family friend. He has been allowed to return to work on his word.

Steven's father was very strict about not allow him to learn any
Betazoid ways. He wanted him to be human as much as possible.

Promotions/Assignments:
• Stardate: 9702.09, Accepted to USS Hermes
• Stardate: 9703.18, Promoted to Lt (Jg) by Captain Richard Semino
• Stardate: 9704.09, Accepted position of Chief Tactical Officer aboard
USS Hermes
• Stardate: 9705.06, Promoted to Lt. by Captain Richard Semino
• Stardate: 9707.15, Transfered to USS Marquesas as CTO
• Stardate: 9709.07, Promoted to First Lieutenant by Capain Wit
• Stardate: 9710.05, Awarded Purple Heart by Captain Wit
• Stardate: 9711.23, Awarded the Citation of Conspicuoius Galantry
Starfleet Training:
After his second year, he crammed in a year of study to graduate early.
Steven took both Human and Betazed history, Adv. tactical and helm control,
advanced mathematics courses, and several basic engineering courses. He also
spent two years of free time learning the Klingon language. Although he
hardly remembers anything in Klingon.

Personality\hobbies:
Steven is a very quiet person and usually sticks to himself. He has
trouble walking up and talking to someone he doesn't know. He will stay to
himself unless the other person approaches him first. One of his most
interesting qualities is how patient he is. He can spend hours concentrating
on one thing.

Steven has a strong belief in trust, and honor. He will not tolerate
anyone that lies or cheats him or anyone else for that matter.

He has learned to play the bag pipe and alto saxophone. Spending time
on holodecks skiing and playing pool are personal favorites of his.

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Duty Log
Stardate: 97.11.23
First Lt. Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC-606719

Steven steps away from the rest of the group on the planet. He begins
to record his duty log on his tricorder.

"I am on the lonely planet with Shilo, Frank, Dennis, and the
Commander. An energy field has surrounded the ship and planet. As far as I
can tell the energy has originated from the planet like the forces of a
magnet.

"However, not drawing us closer. I don't know how well I feel about
being sent down here without weapons... something tells me we are being
watched. As I led the group toward a source a giant wall of rock ""grew""
from the ground and blocked our path.

"At this time I am unsure if we will climb or go around."

First Lieutenant Steven Åsted
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Marquesas

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Briefing
for
9711.30

As the away team debates on it's next course of action. Shilo, upset
that no one listens to her pleas, withdrawels from the discussion and looks
at the barren ground.
The ground is flat and smooth, except for a rock partially buried in the
sand. She moves for closer examination and finds the rock to be a fragment of
what once must have been a much larger tablet. It is carved out of rose
quartz and the incised words are traced with platinum, the lines of the words
accented here and there with glittering amethysts.
She begins to read:

Seekest thou the wellspring of life?
It is found at the barren center.
Dost thou search for the font that has brought forth ALL?
The gaping mouth thee must enter.
Thou must rise to new heights
And answer the call.
Thou must show compassion
And love
Ere thou enters the hall...
Fail the test and thou'lt search
But in vain
Never finding
The source that is ALL
Our fates, intertwining
Nay, instead shalt thou succumb
To forgetfulness
Past reminding...

Excited by her discovery, she rushes back to the Commander with the fragment
in hand. "COMMANDER !!!! "

Many Thanks to Telaris Re. The words are hers. I changed very little.

Captain Wit Paazar
Commanding Officer
USS Marquesas
NCC - 606719

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Commander Maarek "Maak" Stele
U.S.S. Marquesas NCC-606719
Executive Officer/XO
Duty Log SD: 9711.30

Computer, Open Log
Computer:> Log Open, Recording.

We found the source of the power and Telaris Re along with a monolith.
It was a most interesting experience. I Can not say I fully grasp what
transpired, however it was something I am sure I will not forget soon.
We climbed the plateau and discovered an injured bird along the way.
Shilo gave it needed medical attention and we then placed it back in it's
nest. Shortly after we continued upward to the top of the plateau.
Once we arrived on the very top we saw a cave entrance so I lead the
team into the cave. Upon further inspection of the cave we found a monolith
standing in a cavern. As we approached it, it seemed to have the room light
up even more. FstLtAsted approached it and an aura enveloped him. It was most
fascinating. As Asted touched it we were transported to a similar room,
however the stone of the monolith was different and their was someone else
with us. Telaris Re the person whom all the telepaths had communicated with
before.
She gave Ensign Sexton (Now Ltjg) a data crystal which she said would
answer all questions and thanked us for saving the bird. She was dying... of
what I am unsure. However before she vanished she assured us we would return
home and we returned to the Marquesas and then back to our starting point the
drifting ship on the boarded between the Federation and Cardassian/Dominion
Alliance.
Ensign Dennis Sexton was promoted to Lieutenant Junior Grade and Chief
Security Officer. First Lieutenant Steven Asted was promoted to Second
Officer. I congratulate both officers on their exemplary work.

Computer Close Log.
Computer:> Log Closed.