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Post by LtCdr Heidi Duvall on Apr 7, 2007 14:40:58 GMT -5
A lump grew in her throat as she heard the incoming transmission, she then got confirmation on the alien craft approaching. She thought to herself "Is this how all the men, and woman felt as they saw the Borg Cube at Wolf 359". She would dismiss this feeling as she gets a report from Astrometrics, of strange activity in the Delta Triangle.
Commander, astrometrics has a report of strange activity in the Delta Triangle. I'm sending it over to science.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Apr 7, 2007 23:04:08 GMT -5
Cmdr Wilson heard MCpt Croft and would agree with her about that bad feeling. True that she is not telepathic nor empathic, but she does have some strong instincts that she learned to listen to. Her instincts was telling her to continue to monitor and patroling the area.
"Let's keep monitoring and patroling the area.", she said to her bridge crew. "I want to find these so called Fungus and make them run back home to their mothers.", she replied.
Her Jamaican accent has even became more noticeable. There were several terms that she could use, but she has to hold her tongue. She must have a level had if she must command respectably.
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Post by julietjurot on Apr 8, 2007 13:01:29 GMT -5
Down in Sickbay, Juliet felt something was wrong up above and outward somewhere in space around their ship. She tried to shrug the feeling of uncertainty away, using her training to supress it, but it kept surfacing. Finally, she gave in and she left her office, beginning to go through the various instruments at her and her staff's disposal.
"I feel we may encounter trouble in the very near future. I hope that I am wrong, but I am going on my instinct. I would like to begin preparing trauma trays in case of emergency. If I am wrong, we will have them around for future use."
She glanced from one member of her staff to the other. Nodding and "Yes ma'am" and "Yes Doctor" filled the room.
The medical staff was right there with her, organizing future trauma trays in case they went to red alert, which Juliet felt could be at any time. Calmly, she began to grab some auto-suturers from a drawer in the cabinet that held most of the hypospray ampoules and hyposprays.
She had about six auto-suturers that came in the complement with the USS Victoria. This was a very adequate amount for a ship of its size. As well, there were six cellular suturers (different from an auto-suturer since it mended muscle tissue instead of dermal tissue). She handed the auto-suturers and cellular suturers to three members of her staff, and they in turn put them on the single tray next to the biobeds they were tending to. She grabbed some Alpha Wave Inducers and handed them out to be placed with the auto and cellular suturers. She kept some behind in the drawer in case some malfunctioned. She handed out hyposprays, ampoules of anti-biotics, painkillers, sedatives, and stimulants to be placed on the trays as well. Tricorders were placed with each medical staff member.
Afterward, the trays were pushed back against the bulkheads to be out of the way for normal medical care. Juliet closed her eyes and began to speak to herself in her mind in Betazoid to calm herself to her normal state. She began to purge her emotions as well.
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Post by kestrasuderhill07 on Apr 15, 2007 12:53:27 GMT -5
She didn't need her beta abilities to know something was about to happen, and she didn't think it would be good. She heard the Commander say to keep monitoring and patrolling the area, noting the deep Jamaican accent in her tone. She turns and grins at her Commander
She then turns and unexpectedly leaves the bridge to go to her quarters. A quick change and she is back out and on her way back to the bridge, now wearing a Lt Cmdr's uniform
She returned to the exact spot she was at on the bridge, which is next to the Commander, doubting anyone noticed her exit
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Apr 16, 2007 0:10:43 GMT -5
Cmdr Wilson decided to take her seat in her command chair. Something was on her mind, but her face would not show what she was thinking. She knew that her Executive Officer was Betazoid and could easily read her mind, but she never did liked it when someone prodes her mind without her permission. Her thoughts were private and would like to keep it that way. Plus, she is always outspoken when she wants to be, but she also knows when to be quiet as well.
"Whoever came into our territory does not know who they are messing with.", she would say to her bridge crew. "If they come closer to us, hail them.", she also said to them.
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Post by kestrasuderhill07 on Apr 16, 2007 6:49:30 GMT -5
She stood in the middle of the bridge between the command chair and Ops, seeing the commmander turn and sit in the center sear. She held no expression on her face but could sense she had things on her mind but would not ask what they were or use her beta abilities to find out, unless she was asked to do so, or in case of emergency where the ship was in danger and the Commander held some bit of information that would be vital in the ship's safety. In the latter sense, she doubt she would get permission to scan the commander's mind anytime soon
"Whoever came into our territory does not know who they are messing with. If they come closer to us, hail them", she heard Tashonda say and Kestra turns back toward Tashonda, replying "We shall kick there butts and send them back to where the come from" A quick grin on her lips before adding/suggesting, "I suggest we put shields and weapons on standby in case there are more of them or they decide to turn their attention on us".
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Post by LtCdr Heidi Duvall on Apr 16, 2007 18:14:15 GMT -5
She picks up the Striker making a sudden course correction, and some sort of energy beam fired from the alien ship. Captain, the Striker had been fired upon. Some sort of energy weapon, simular to a Plasma torpedoe.....but.......reading psionic properties. Apparently they have no conventional weapons.....or that was meant for some other purpose. |
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Post by kestrasuderhill07 on Apr 17, 2007 13:36:08 GMT -5
She turns to the viewscreen as the report came in that the Striker has been fired upon by the Alien ship, a semi-worried expression on her face.
She then turns back to the Commander "Commander, we must go help them" then turns to the Tactical Officer
Red Alert! Shields up and Arm weapons!
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Post by tailkinker07 on Apr 17, 2007 13:41:32 GMT -5
Her eyes went to the viewscreen as she heard the STriker has been fired on. Her ears lay back against her head, anticipating what may come next. Her eyes go back to her console, tapping out the right keys as she heard the First Officer tell her to go to red alert, raise shields and weapons. her response:
"Yess, Ma'am. I am on it. Shields and weapons are online. Red alert has been activated"
Red alert klaxons begin to sound off throughout the ship
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Post by Major Lara Croft on Apr 24, 2007 19:07:37 GMT -5
As she sends the security teams out to thier designated areas, she grabs a Phaser rifle, as two crewman follow behind her.
We will be guarding engineering. I don't know what to expect, so lets be ready for anything.
They pause as they hear Red Alert sound. She takes off in a mad sprint for Engineering, as the two crewman try to keep up with her.
She has some apprehensions about whats going on, and what is about to happen.
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Post by LtCdr Heidi Duvall on Apr 24, 2007 19:24:25 GMT -5
Report start streaming in, as she rattles off all she got.
Ma'am, one ship has targeted the USS Federation, it was hit, and disabled. It had time to launch a volley of Phasers, and Torpedoes, but had no effect. The Crusader has recovered, and has set a possible intercept course to the enemy. I also have a report of possible empathic communication with the enemy. Perhaps they are attempting to communicate on a different wavelength?
She turns to the Captain to ponder her reaction.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Apr 27, 2007 20:11:45 GMT -5
Cmdr Wilson watched the viewscreen and was just about to say red alert when Hill already said it before her. She did not like waiting for something else to happen. She rather purse the bloody thing.
"I want all Betazoids and/or any crewmembers that have telepathic ablities to keep me informed of anything from that enemy's ship. How far are we in an intercept course? One ship can't do this alone, but possible two can.", she replied to her bridge crew.
Her eyes gaze with anger, but she always had that control of her own anger. Like hell she wants to be sitting there like sitting ducks.
"Send word that we are ready to help in prosuit of the enemy's ship and to help any Federation ship against that ship.", she said as she gave an order.
She placed her hands behind her back and clutched them, but kept herself in check. If she was a dragon, fire would have been going out of her nose and mouth right about now. She just did not like someone came into the Federation territory and start havoc.
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Post by kestrasuderhill07 on Apr 28, 2007 7:05:00 GMT -5
As she looked at Cmdr Wilson, she did not need her empathic abilities to tell her that the Cmdr was angry. she could see it in her eyes. Then something prickled at the back of her mind and she turned toward the viewscreen for a moment or two
She turned back to the Cmdr a minute later, reporting "I'm sensing some telepathic communcation from those creatures. it is aimed at the Striker. I believe they are trying to intimidate us and scare us into surrending or at least having whatever they want. I can contact them if you so wish, Cmdr?"
As she waited for Cmdr Wilson's answer, she turned to the Ops officer whom she learned is Lt Duvall "Can you sense the telepathic communications"?
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Post by tailkinker07 on Apr 28, 2007 7:13:03 GMT -5
Tailkinker's ears perked up and toward Cmdr Wilson as she gave the order: "Send word that we are ready to help in prosuit of the enemy's ship and to help any Federation ship against that ship." she can also smell the anger coming from the Commander. Her own tail lashed twice, indicating she was not happy either
TK's response: "Yess, Ma'am. I shall do so now."
Her slim, nimble fingers tapped out a subspace message to the fleet letting them know the Victoria is here and able and willing to assist in the battle with the alien vessel
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Post by GF ACTION on May 6, 2007 10:58:43 GMT -5
As the Victoria approaches the Strikers position, all the telepaths begin to recieve one repeating message.
"Micronians, where is the Protoculture?"
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