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Post by LtJG Ariel Wrenn on Apr 16, 2007 17:44:57 GMT -5
Just then a mental vision eneters her mind, it is so sharp, and vivid. Her face grew blank, and cold as images of these large humanoid creatures with Plumish skin. And a plant, with three flowers, a triumphant plant of some sort. Her hand trembled as the vision flash before her.
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Post by Cdr Jennifer Morgan on Apr 16, 2007 17:48:22 GMT -5
She looks toward Ensign Wrenn, and then stood with a concerned look on her face.
Ensign?.........Ensign Wrenn!........
She doesn't reply, she then looks to the Captain.
I believe she has some sort of mental connection with the aliens.
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Post by LtJG Ariel Wrenn on Apr 16, 2007 17:52:04 GMT -5
Without Thinking she takes control of the Helm, and Pitches the ship hard Starboard, just then a flash of brillant red light, flashes by the Striker, as she corrected it's course. She then leveled off the ship. Psionic attack. If that bolt hit this ship, each one of us would suffer the lost of senses, and our computer records on these alien would of been wiped.
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Post by Captain Damien Lucifel on Apr 17, 2007 12:18:46 GMT -5
Damien nodds to Jenn," Well looks like we wont be bored." he then glances to Ariel, "Ariel i want you to keep on piloting avoid those shots at all costs."He then stands, "Mr. Kadan lets show them what this little ship is made of lock torpedos and phasers and let them have it." He then sits back down and watches.
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Post by Lt Kadan of Mogh on Apr 17, 2007 13:24:44 GMT -5
As he viewed the "Scout ship" coming closer, he saw the female First officer stand and address the Ops officer who had for some reason sat immobilized for a couple seconds. As he looked to the Ops Officer, she sprang to life and and took Helm control, the ship pitched sharply to the left just as the alien craft had fired some weapon at them.
He then heard Ops report of the Psionic weapon and what damage it would have caused. He growled under his breath and then heard the Captain's order to return fire. A wicked, but joyful smile crossed his lips, saying "Hija', qah! ( Yes, Sir ) The Battle is joined!"
He tapped out the commands on his console, hearing a spread of photon torpedos being fired then fires the phasers, having them hot and at full power
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Post by GF ACTION on Apr 23, 2007 17:17:00 GMT -5
THE SPREAD OF TORPEDOES HIT THIER MARK, BUT DO NO DAMAGE TO THE SHIPS SHIELDS, AS IT CONTINUED TO STAR BASE 140.
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Post by Lt D'real on Apr 23, 2007 17:25:38 GMT -5
As Ariel had taken helm controls, she could only watch as the Striker miss being hit by the glaring red beam. Seeing how Ariel knows what these aliens are going to do next, she took advantage of the situation, and scanned the beam. Just then the Captain gave the order to fire, She watches as the Torpedoes hit their target.
No effect, their shields simply absorbed the impact, they are continuing their approach to Star Base 140.
The shielding is apparently temporal, and remodulating at that. Also, that beam was some sort of Psyonic scanner. It attacks our alpha waves, cause temporary paralysis. I hate to think what would of befallen us if we were hit.
She looks to Ariel, with a raised eyebrow.
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Post by Cdr Jennifer Morgan on Apr 23, 2007 17:33:01 GMT -5
As she watched the Torpedoes hit their mark, she heres D'Reals analysis. She bites her bottom lip gently.
Temporal shielding? Perhaps Quantum Torpedoes can put a dent in them. But I remember what I read about the Crusaders encounter with the Pirates, some sort of Temporal EMP. Perhaps we can use the same temporal mechanics on our torpedoes.
Looking to Damien for some acknowledgment.
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Post by LtJG Ariel Wrenn on Apr 23, 2007 17:41:20 GMT -5
Oblivious to the chatter around her, she is occupied by a voice in her mind.
~Micronian, where is the Protoculture? What manner of protoculture are you created from? Why did you release a large quantity from that Star Base?~
~Protoculture? What is protoculture? Who are you? I have no knowledge of this protoculture.~
A high pitch whine is heard in her head, as she winces in pain. She holds her head.
MAKE IT STOP......PLEASE.....MAKE IT STOP!!!
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Post by Lt Kadan of Mogh on Apr 24, 2007 11:41:54 GMT -5
He glared at the veiwscreen as the spread of torpedos hit the alien vessel's sheilds, then looking to the read outs his console gave him, hearing and confirming what the female helm officer state there was no damage to the alien vessel
He heard the First Officer ask the captain about quantum torpedos and he would add in
"Hija. That may work. I shall prepare a full spread immediately".
As he tapped out the commands, readying a spread of quantum torpedos, he waited fopr a response from theFirst Officer and the Captain. Instead he heard the Ops Officer scream out in pain. Frustration coursed through his veins as he wished he could help her, but knew it was beyong his abilities
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Post by Captain Damien Lucifel on Apr 26, 2007 0:31:45 GMT -5
Damien smiled, "Jenn id like you and anyone else you can snag to get to work on that and Kadan Keep firing dont let them know somehting is up." He looks at Ariel and runs over, "Im Betazoid too help me tune in i can help."
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Post by LtJG Ariel Wrenn on May 6, 2007 11:52:10 GMT -5
Albeit Ariel is Betazoid, her impathetic abilities are unusual compared to most Betazoid. She has to sift through hundred of voices, as she tries to pinpoint who is the primary thoughts being conveyed. Soon she figures out that they are transmitting. That what is a empathic thought to her, is in actuallity a signal. She reaches for the comm, as the signal comes in scratchy.
MICRONIANS, HOW DARE YOU FIRE ON THE IMPERIAL ZENTRADI SCOUTSHIP. YOU WILL BE DESTROYED.
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Post by Cdr Jennifer Morgan on May 6, 2007 12:51:27 GMT -5
Hearing the Captain, she looks to D'real.
Lieutenant, I believe we have some work to do.
As they head to the TL, she hears the errie voice on the comm channel. She pauses, as she turns to the viewscreen, and watches the ship come about.
We better get to work quick.
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Post by Lt D'real on May 6, 2007 12:55:21 GMT -5
Noting Commanders Morgan query, she stood, and made her way for the TL. She hears the communication from the Zentradi, and raises her eyebrow.
A battle with that ship is not desirable. Captain if I may, they may be overwhelmed by numbers. Perhaps launching fighters, and requesting another starship would be prudent.
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Post by LtJG Ariel Wrenn on May 6, 2007 12:57:38 GMT -5
Just then she recieves an incoming hail.
Captain, the USS Victoria and the Screaming Eagles are on their way requesting they assist us.
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