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Post by LtCdr Solina Mileke on Jun 3, 2012 23:25:14 GMT -5
She had just finished shoring up the worst of the shield situation when her comm board lit up again.
"Admiral, they're hailing us again, and they've stopped firing, for now. However, they're still closing, possibly to get within tractor beam range."
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Post by Admiral Ashley Morgan on Jun 3, 2012 23:29:22 GMT -5
They are going to get wise to what we are doing. Mitchen, were gonna have to push her to the wall.
Hearing Solina she pauses a moment.
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Post by GF ACTION on Jun 3, 2012 23:47:25 GMT -5
The viewscreen shifts showing the interior of the sphere. A female drone steps forward, looking like a Romulan that was assimilated.
"My designation is Eight-Of-Eleven, Secondary Adjunct of Unimatrix Nine-Three-Five. Your actions indicate that you wish to preserve your collective. We are willing to negotiate for your safety."
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Post by Admiral Ashley Morgan on Jun 4, 2012 0:08:59 GMT -5
She looks at the cold face of the the Borg on the screen and glares at her.
My Collective refuses any offer that does not include me. In other words we refuse to negotiate any attempt take this collective and I will terminate them. Understand, If I should die, you won't have any collective. The only negotiating is for you to leave this system now.
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Post by GF ACTION on Jun 4, 2012 0:26:00 GMT -5
She looks carefully at Admiral Morgan, studying her carefully. For a few moments, her movements and stare are truly reminiscent of a Romulan sizing up an opponent.
"Admiral Morgan, as leader of your collective, you are included in our offer. We have detected an embryonic lifeform aboard your vessel that we wish to learn more about. Its maturation rate is far above what is known for your species. We are prepared to send two unarmed, medical drones to your vessel to study and analyze this lifeform. After the analysis is complete, your crew and your vessel will be permitted to continue."
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Post by Cdr Dorian Vatto on Jun 4, 2012 0:30:31 GMT -5
Raising an eyebrow and smirking .
Figures the Borg would get the Romulans to make such a gracious offer. she says sarcastically.
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Post by Admiral Ashley Morgan on Jun 4, 2012 0:35:06 GMT -5
You send one drone on this ship, and try and touch my child you'll have something new implanted int your ass. Leave the system, this is your final warning. knowing full well she has not a single option to back up the boast.
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Post by GF ACTION on Jun 4, 2012 0:53:31 GMT -5
She stops, having a blank look while her link to the Collective works to process the information. After a moment, she moves again and faces the admiral.
"The Collective's generosity is not offered lightly, admiral. Yet you take it as such... If that is your wish, then we will meet soon, face-to-face, as you and your crew are assimilated. Your resistance is futile, admiral."
The transmission fades from the screen, the image being replaced by the sphere, and it opens fire again and attempts to lock its tractor beam onto the Constitution.
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Post by Lt Seirtuk on Jun 4, 2012 17:55:06 GMT -5
She was knocked from her post from another hit to the aft shields.
"Pormea! Take Science-II. Find us a hiding spot and a way to disable that ....... Borg ball!" The translator got garbled as Solina said something in her native language that was the equivilent of cursing, by the tone of it. No one had noticed the Science console was a tragedy of the second hit Sparks had flown from it as it caught fire then blew. Took him a few moment to get up from the deck with shards of plastic and, metal in the rignt side of his face completely exposing his Ocular implant. his right hand was severely burned as well as he stepped up to an Auxiliary science station moving Pormea out of the way as politely as possible so she could return to her station, by this time the Admiral was speaking to a Drone on the Screen. He tried not to show it as he again began his duties at the auxiliary station but, he was obviously in pain course there was no blood as the skin was sealed by the burns. "They are Attempting to lock a Tractor beam on us Admiral wave frequency 491.628 " Voice never changed fron a perfect Monotone
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Post by Admiral Ashley Morgan on Jun 4, 2012 23:12:13 GMT -5
Hearing Serituk she paused as though to take a momentary link with the GEM nanites, and then returned.
Lieutenant, set shields on a random rotating modulation. The nanites will do the rest. I need a some cover fire Solina. Parma get us there for God sakes!
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Post by Lt Seirtuk on Jun 5, 2012 5:30:55 GMT -5
Shields were already up of course so he was not performing the Tactical officers job just his own and, following orders as he set the Shields for random modulations. " Ready sir."
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Post by LtCdr Solina Mileke on Jun 5, 2012 16:02:16 GMT -5
She starts using a frequency-shift firing pattern, not employing her own special program yet, and fires at will with the Constitution's aft weapons.
On hearing the frequency the Borg tractor beam emitter is using, she remodulates the torpedo frequencies to match, and fires a trio of high-yield quantum torpedoes at the emitter, scoring two direct hits and the third hits another portion of the sphere.
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Post by GF ACTION on Jun 5, 2012 16:14:03 GMT -5
The Borg ship continued its efforts to lock its tractor beam, until the Constitution's torpedoes struck them. The first torpedo destabilized the shields enough for the second torpedo to get through and take out the primary tractor beam emitter.
"Primary tractor emitter destroyed. Regenerate primary shield matrix. Increase particle weapon yield. Disable Constitution's shield generators. Prepare assault boarding operation."
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Post by LtJG Art Mitchen on Jun 5, 2012 16:53:42 GMT -5
"Commander!!!!!...we are venting plasmas from the port nacelles...I can give you one more shot at warp 9.9 for about 10 minutes top, but after that we'll ever be dead in the space or will be blown to bit."
MItchen wait for Admiral Morgan order
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Post by Lt Seirtuk on Jun 5, 2012 19:59:23 GMT -5
He heard Lt Mitchen' on the Comm even wounded Vulcans had good hearing through hazy eyes he had been studying star charts and, what limited sensor readings they had. " Giant Nebula 0ne half light year away Admiral. Just giving the options. Sir." wiped at his eye to clear it before checking his weapon.
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