Operations Officer's Personal Log Archives

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "First Steps" Part 1 (#1)
Stardate: 63113.672 (November 19, 2386)
SIM Date: November 19, 2006

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Juliette was in her quarters trying to unwind a bit before her next shift.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63113.672."

She moved across her small quarters and sat down on the double bed, crossing her long slender legs. She was wearing her red silk robe and had several candles lit, the only light source in the room.

"My name is Lt. (JG) Juliette Lynn James and today was my first day on the job on the USS Crusader as their Operations (OPS) Officer. Our disembarkment from Starbase 140 was perfect thanks to the crafty helming of our HELM Officer, Ensign Vicky Love. All the systems seemed to be working to normal perameters (as they should, for this is a brand new ship). I did sense a bit of nervousness from our CO, Lt. Cmdr. Candela Greene, though. It's to be expected though since it's her first command. I admit I too had a bit of the jitters, since I'd never been an OPS Officer before."

She paused briefly to catch her breath.

"We began looking for a convoy that has been attacking ships left and right, basically raiding them. We found out later that these were Klingon Birds of Prey. I don't think Klingons would do this since raiding is dishonorable to them. It must be someone else doing this. The TAC Officer, Lt. (JG) Yuna Tremayne, began to pick up the same readings I did--energy signatures. The CSCI stated they were an ion trail, and we later found tachyons in the trail that meant a cloaking device had been used. We followed it, as it got fresher, to a starship graveyard of sorts. Low energy readings were emitting from these derelict vessels. As we moved through it, they started disembarking and following us! We tried to go to Warp, but it failed when we got to the edge of this starship graveyard. We were thrown all around the Bridge because of this, but luckily there were no serious injuries. Our power went out and emergency back up is what we're running on right now. And as well, we are still unable to leave this 'Forge'."

She flipped over onto her stomach, laying her head on the pillow. Her black cat was asleep on the other pillow.

"I'm not sure what to make of this, but we'll find a way out--we have to."

She shifted slightly and closed her eyes. There were only a few hours when they could sleep given the current circumstances and she knew that she'd better take advantage of it.

"Well, I should get some sleep now."

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "First Steps" Part 2 (#2)
Stardate: 63132 (November 26, 2386)
SIM Date: November 26, 2006

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She was pacing in the small lounge, her hands were folded behind her back. She was visably nervous today.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63132."

She swallowed the lump in her throat.

"The Birds of Prey that were tracking us disappeared. I could find no tachyon or ion trails, no warp signatures, nothing, once power was restored. This got under my skin because I knew they were there--waiting."

She stopped and grabbed her glass of Diet Dr. Pepper and sipped it, grasping it between her hands.

"Ensign Allen discovered a mine floating in space. With a bit of tweaking, he disabled it and I beamed it into our cargo bay. He was more than eager to inspect it and find out how it worked. Right after that, we received a distress call from a derelict vessel that was not too far from our position. At first, I could find no lifesigns or power signatures. Using a modified scan I picked up 12 faint lifesigns and a life support system that had seen better days."

She took another sip of her drink and set it back down on the table. She collapsed onto the small sofa and ran both her hands through her burgundy hair.

"We sent an Away Team over to the derelict vessel consisting of Lt. Teshurr, Ensign Love, Crewman Mitch, Crewman Daniels, Crewman Reed, and Crewman Sorenson, those four being some of the best Engineers we had to spare. I sensed Crewman Lefty getting upset at not being chosen." This made her laugh a bit.

"As soon as the Away Team reached its coordinates on the derelict vessel, a ship appeared on my sensors. It took the computer a bit of scanning to find out who it belonged to.. It was Klingon.."

She shook her head and sighed, leaning backwards on the sofa.

"I will keep a close eye on the Away Team until they're back onboard. I don't wish to lose some of our most important crewmembers."

She groaned outloud and grabbed her drink again, taking another sip.

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "First Steps" Part 4 (#4)
Stardate: 63168.65454545455 (December 10, 2386)
SIM Date: December 10, 2006

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Juliette was in her small quarters, lying on her stomach on the small white sofa there. Candles were lit everywhere. She was wearing her short sheer dark pink nightie, her hair in a bun at the nape of her neck with her long bangs in her face. She wasn't dressed for anything important, just to be comfortable.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63168.65454545455."

She cleared her throat before continuing on.

"We started off on the Bridge in a meeting to discuss current findings for our current situation. We have twelve Romulans on board in our Sickbay from a ship we had encountered from that starship graveyard a week or so ago. Dr. Jarani reported that they had significant injuries, but none were fatal. Not the work of Klingons, definitely. They would have been dead then."

She stopped and closed her eyes, hugging onto her silk leopard print pillow.

"Apparently that Bird of Prey had taken 500 metric tons of Trillium and 20 of Dilithium, and making one stop at Kessik IV, Lt. Teshurr and Ensign Vicky Love informed us all. Lt. Cmdr. Greene informed us that this couldn't have been done by a Bird of Prey, since it couldn't hold that much. It was then assumed that this ship can change its appearance either physically or by just sensor readings. It's no doubt a much much larger vessel."

She paused again to catch her breath and to think of what to say next.

"Oz mentioned a cloak that the Romulans used two hundred years ago to mimic larger ships, used by telepathic powers to throw off the Andorians, Vulcans, and Tellerites."

Another pause came as she began to run through the past events. The candles flickered over the bulkheads creating shadows.

"As soon as Lt. Teshurr mentioned the Angosians, it reminded of something I'd heard recently. They had been denied entrance into the UFP a decade or so ago and after the Dominion War, they had trade agreements, still in tact today, with several Alpha Quadrant most notably the Cardassians. But--it doesn't make sense. The Cardassians have no reason to be in this part of space.. We did get an answer on that starship graveyard and those mix matched ships that came out of it though. The Klingons, Federation, and Romulans picked through there and got what they wanted. Some constructed ships out of these parts."

She rolled over onto her back and covered her eyes with her left arm.

"Apparently stockpiles of weapons from these pre-Dominion War era ships have been found in different camps. As well, DNA is being experimented on in this region of space. Lt. Cmdr. Greene thinks it may be to create a super army. I don't know what is going to happen next, but we have to get to the bottom of this.."

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "First Steps" Part 5 (#5)
Stardate: 63186.98181818182 (December 17, 2386)
SIM Date: December 17, 2006

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Juliette was sitting on a chair in Lt. (jg) Yuna Tremayne's quarters whilst Yuna was in the sonic shower. She was looking in a box on the table of her new medal and pip. A smile crossed her pretty features.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63186.98181818182."

"Today we were asked to attend a ceremony on Starbase 140. The Admirals all were there to give us a reward for our bravery during the last mission we were on. I got the Silver Star for Outstanding Performance in a Crisis and a promotion to full Lieutenant and Second Officer of the USS Crusader. I am stunned and thankful to Captain Greene and the Admiralty for this chance. As well, some other crewmembers including our gallant CO were promoted. The day couldn't have gone better."

She saw Yuna coming out of the lavatory draped in a towel and smiled.

"Actually, it can and has.."

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Doppleganger" Part 1 (#6)
Stardate: 63241.963 (January 7, 2387)
SIM Date: January 7, 2007

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Juliette laid sprawled out on the floor of her quarters, staring at the gray ceiling. Stars flew by out of the view port that she could also see with her peripheral vision.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63241.963."

"Today we began our next mission, finding those Orion pirates. I'm not sure exactly how we're going to go about it, but the Captain always has a plan."

She sat up and crossed her long slender legs, her hands planted on the ground behind her to hold her up.

"Our first objective is to deactivate or slip past those mines that are keeping us from our mission. I was asked by Captain Greene to collaborate with Chief Morgan in Engineering to find a way past them. I had the information given to me by Ensign Allen, our CSCI, so it made our job easier."

She watched her black cat come slinking from the cat bed in the corner near her double bed and come towards her. She sat up and stroked him when he came to her for a rub.

"I went down to Engineering and the Chief and I began brainstorming. I suggested that we find a way to remotely detonate the mines, but she came up with a better alternative. She suggested that we modulate our shields to the same perameters as regular space versus subspace, so we may pass invisibly through the viscinity of the mines."

She paused to pull the cat into her lap and rub his tummy.

"When a ship comes within a half kilometer of a mine, it is alerted and waits until the ship passes within that area before it detonates with a wide dispersal rate that sets off other mines near it. With the Chief's plan, the mine wouldn't be alerted and we could essentially pass through the area between the mines, since our ship is relatively small. Another factor may be that it has heat sensitivity and life sign detectors. We need to find a way to mask our lifesigns and energy signatures."

She smiled and leaned down to kiss the tiny black cat on the face.

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Doppleganger" Part 2 (#7)
Stardate: 63260.2909 (January 14, 2387)
SIM Date: January 14, 2007

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Juliette held a PADD in her right hand. She was currently scanning for their escort fleet. So far nothing. She was beginning to worry and feel impatience knotting within her; she was wondering what could be keeping them. She tapped on her PADD to begin recording her personal log.

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63260.2909."

"We began on the Bridge as normal, when we were asked by Captain Greene to change our course. The Admirals had given us a mission and we detoured from it. Crewmembers on the Bridge began to voice their alarm at this notion. Commander Teshurr wouldn't answer any questions. I was especially surprised when Kestra spoke out against him, questioning his motives."

She paused and took a look at her LRS/SRS. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she began her log again.

"I kept my silence since I knew there had to be a logical explanation for the course change. Captain Greene came out of her Ready Room and the crew began to speak out again. Kestra and Vicky both confronted her. I felt nervous inside as Vicky gave me a look. She was asking me if I had the guts to take over if we should mutiny because of this. I knew my answer would be that I wouldn't because of loyalty."

Again she paused and went over her scans.

"Captain Greene finally relented and decided to tell us what was up. All senior staff were asked to come to the Bridge and she asked me to seal it off. I did so. We were detouring because of the Orion pirates. As well we are to rendezvous with a Klingon escort fleet. She, as well, informed us of a possible spy aboard the Crusader. I feel uneasy about this and paranoid.."

She stopped, swallowed, and continued.

"Doctor Jarani was asked if she would do an autopsy on any pirates we catch. She of course said yes and seemed very eager to do so." Juliette smirked to herself, intrigued by their Doctor. "Oz found an answer to the mines and a way to disarm them. The initial plan to sneak by them wouldn't have worked. After we were dismissed and the Bridge was unsealed, I was asked to begin scanning for the Klingon escort fleet."

Juliette sighed and watched her LRS/SRS display.

"We've heard nothing from them, no comms, nothing. There's no ships matching their signatures anywhere on my sensors. I'm beginning to feel worried. I don't know who would try to take on a Klingon fleet.."

She tapped on her PADD and ended the log.

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Doppleganger" Part 4 (#9)
Stardate: 63333.6 (February 11, 2387)
SIM Date: February 11, 2007

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Juliette was at her console on the Bridge. She groaned and closed her eyes for a moment, letting stress wash over her. This was as good a time as any to record her personal log. The Bridge was relatively empty, except key people.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63333.6."

"We found our doppelganger near the convoy of Klingon freighters. No lifesigns were detected and all my tries to penetrate their hull with scans failed.

We were thrown for a loop when they powered engines and began to take off. No lifesigns, but yet they were able to run from us?"

She shook her head and looked at her display in front of her, keeping an eye on the Away Team over on that ship. She couldn't read the crew of that ship empathically or telepathically and it worried her. She felt blind and uneasy.

"We began a pursuit course that brought us through another debris field. Luckily, despite my reservations, we weren't ambushed like the last time. We fired on the ship and knocked its aft shield down. Still, my scans couldn't penetrate its hull.

They launched a counterattack somehow from where the shields had been knocked down. It would've destroyed us if a Klingon freighter's disruptor blast hadn't detonated it before it hit us.

We beamed the Away Team over not too long ago and so far things don't look too good. Their lifesigns are erratic, they are in distress. Who knows what they may be facing over there.."

She furrowed her brows together and said a silent prayer for them to return safely. She was scared for them.

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Doppleganger" Part 5 (#10)
Stardate: 63351.927 (February 18, 2387)
SIM Date: February 18, 2007

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Juliette was still at her console, with a PADD in her right hand. She was tapping out her personal log rather than voice record it.

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63351.927."

"I don't have that much time to write this, so I'll make it brief. No lifesigns were detected onboard the vessel that was similar to our own. As I said in my last log, the Away Team was beamed over to investigate how this derelict vessel could maneuver itself and attack us without a crew. They got their answer quickly enough, though all I knew at the time was that their lifesigns seemed distressed. The cause of that was an Orion woman, who looked like she could be our Captain's twin, was holding a trilithium bomb, holding our Away Team hostage."

She paused and looked around the Bridge. Everyone seemed on edge.

"It was nearly impossible to beam them all from that ship, since there was too much interference around us to get a direct lock on them individually. If I'd even attempted to beam them over, they may have not survived. Instead, a shuttle was launched with Vicky at the helm to retrieve them. I was put at the conn in her place and Yuna was given an order by the Captain to put out a 'sniper' shot on the other ship.

The Away Team was retrieved successfully, along with the Orion woman. The trilithium bomb exploded, luckily with us far away from the blast site. Now we will find out who this woman is who looks exactly like our Captain.."

She tapped on her PADD and ended the log.

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Greener Pastures" Part 2 (#13)
Stardate: 63425.236363636366 (March 18, 2387)
SIM Date: March 18, 2007

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Juliette was in her makeshift quarters on Starbase 140, sprawled out on the sofa near the coffee table. Yuna was gone and so she had the whole place to herself.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63425.236363636366."

She stared up at the ceiling since she had the lights off, she was feeling exhausted, but could not sleep. Everytime she laid down in bed, she would toss and turn, unable to find a comfortable position.

"A lot has been going on, so I haven't been able to record a personal log in nearly a month. I'll try to summarize it all. After we beamed up the Away Team, we took on board a prisoner, an Orion woman who was the Captain of the vessel destroyed.

After Dr. Jarani analyzed her DNA and RNA, it was confirmed she was a clone of sorts of Captain Greene. The prisoner's personality greatly differs from that of our Captain, according to the Security officers. She is an Orion Pirate through and through.

We were making our journey back to Starbase 140 when a shockwave ripped through our ship and surrounding space. From further investigation, it seems it originated from Sickbay. Several theories have been suggested.

Another thing that seems to be going down is the Delta Triangle.. I don't know that much about it other than it's comparable to Earth's Bermuda Triangle. I'm sure we'll be investing it once the Crusader is repaired."

She shifted her position on the sofa and closed her eyes, throwing her right arm over her eyes.

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Breather" (#14)
Stardate: 63461.89090909091 (April 1, 2387)
SIM Date: April 1, 2007

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Juliette was now in OPS on SB140, standing by until given orders. She was tapping her log out on her PADD in her right hand. Starbase personnel were rushing to and from in front of her. She tapped on her PADD to begin recording.

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63461.89090909091."

"Today started out very well. I wandered into the Galaxy Bar & Grill hours ago to take my mind off of our current circumstance. I was devastated earlier when I heard my quarters were totally destroyed. But I was so thankful when I heard my beautiful Bombay/Burmese mix cat, Angel, was found curled up in a corner not hurt, just scared in his catbed. When he was rescued by some Engineers and given to me, I couldn't let him go. He was so happy to see me he didn't want me to put him down. Finally, a few hours ago, he got sleepy and decided to go to sleep on my bed in my temporary quarters on the Starbase. I decided to let him sleep and go to the Galaxy Bar & Grill.

I was greeted by Frek, also known as Frankie, who remembered me from the brawl that took place about three months ago during the Yuletide celebrations. Oz and some others got in a fight with some Nausicaans and some other species. I came in to intervene, but ended up just trying to stay out of the fray completely. He mentioned that and lumped me in with them saying we wrecked his bar. I very smoothly reminded him I was trying to stay out of it. We began to get along very well, especially after I mentioned my parents owning a restaurant in Hawai'i, called Hawai'ian Hao Manamana, in Federation Standard that would be Hawai'ian Grille. He offered me his spot at the Dabo tables and I graciously accepted, honored by this. I had a lot of fun playing Dabo, winning a good sum of Latinum. I spent some of it on some Blue Hawai'i drinks to help Frankie out.

The senior staff and assistants began to pile into the bar, namely Captain Greene and Cmdr. Teshurr. Everyone seemed in pretty good spirits despite what all has been happening. Even the young Ensign Aiden Frost, our new Chief Science Officer, who spotted the EM surge before it happened showed up. I owe her a drink or two for saving our behinds. She seems very promising."

She smiled at this, dark grey eyes twinkling in the lighting in OPS.

"Vicky came over after talking with Ensign Frost and E'Lita. She apologized about us not being able to finish our shopping adventure last time, but, hey, it wasn't her fault! Things happen. I do look forward to our next time. I am going to treat her to some expensive shoes and dinner for her great piloting skills and for being a wonderful friend.

I am quite fascinated by the Ferengi bartender, Frankie. I cannot read his emotions or thoughts because he is Ferengi, but he is interesting and very nice. He is a true business man and knows how to make a profit. I admire that. Frankie offered me another Blue Hawai'i and I couldn't say no. I told him I had enough Latinum to buy a freighter load of them." She laughed at that. "Before I could get it, Fleet Admiral Lucifel came over the comm and ordered us back to our stations since the USS Striker had detected an alien ship bearing down on Starbase 140. We are now at yellow alert. I am feeling the emotions of everyone here, nervousness, anger, loss, sadness, anticipation, anxiousness, everything.. It's overwhelming. We don't know what or who they are, but we're going to find out soon.. I can feel a foreboding presence coming for us.."

She tapped on her PADD and ended the log.

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Second Wind" Part 1 (#15)
Stardate: 63498.54 (April 15, 2387)
SIM Date: April 15, 2007

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Juliette was at the OPS console on the Bridge. The layout was a bit different than it was previously, but it was a welcome change. She pulled out her PADD and set it on the top of her console, then began to tap out her personal log.

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63498.54."

"About six hours ago we began to board the Crusader again for our next mission. We had a lot to do, despite the ship having been fully repaired and refitted. Stations had to be set up, codes updated, sensor assembly tested, and lots of diagnostics run. The new modifications to the ship are wonderful. We now have two holodecks, a lounge, and new technology to make the ship run smoother and have better armament."

She paused to correct their course vector, then continued tapping on her PADD.

"The Captain and Cmdr. Teshurr were over on the starbase up until we had to leave drydock. I suspect they were questioning Nova, our Captain's Orion clone. She really freaks me out..she is nothing like Captain Greene." She paused slightly. "Nova seems purely evil."

She looked down at her OPS display and kept monitoring their sensors, sighing at what she saw. Thinking of Nova made goosebumps rise on her arms and she shivered slightly. She began to tap on her PADD again.

"Lt. Love was called away, so I had to take over the conn. It's not easy handling two stations at once, but you have no choice but to adapt. We left drydock and saw the ships around Starbase 140 moving off to their designated patrol areas."

She stopped shortly to look at her sensor readings again, then continued.

"We, as well, were on route to our patrol area when Ensign Frost picked up some strange readings of some unidentified ships. I myself didn't pick up anything out of the norm on subspace."

She stopped again and adjusted their speed with the conn controls.

"Frost just reported that they had temporal radiation coming off of them. Captain Greene is hoping that we can outrun them since they seem to be pursuing--"

She was cut off when a bright orange light filled the Bridge, so bright she had to raise her arms over her eyes and narrow her eyes. There were slight cries of disorientation during it. When the light faded, Juliette realized she could no longer see..anything.

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Second Wind" Part 2 (#16)
Stardate: 63516.87272727273 (April 22, 2387)
SIM Date: April 22, 2007

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Juliette was in the lounge briefly, for a break. She was seated at a table with a hot mug of Chinese Black Tea between her hands, steam rising off of the liquid. She looked down into the dark liquid and saw her reflection. She looked tired and devoid of sleep. It was the truth, she hadn't got much sleep in a few weeks. Since she was the only one in there, she decided to record her personal log.

"Computer, begin log."

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63516.87272727273."

"We handed out quite a beating today to those Zentradi. I don't know how we did it, given their technology is superior to ours. They aren't humanoid either.. They are far different from anything I've ever seen--even Species 8472.."

She stopped and blew on the hot liquid, then drank a sip, looking around the empty lounge for a moment.

"They have purplish rough skin, almost the shade of a plum, they're approximately 18 feet tall. I can't tell the differences in their genders.. I only saw them for a brief moment in my mind."

Goosebumps appeared all over her skin and she closed her eyes, the images swirling in her mind again. She let out a gasp of air as the room seemed to be cold suddenly, then returned to its normal temperature.

"They were in my mind demanding something called 'Protoculture'. I have never heard of such a thing. They threatened to destroy us if we didn't hand it over. Their temporal shielding and weapons could have been our undoing."

Her thoughts were now irratic. Yuna sprang into her mind and she was worried about her now.

"These Zentradi's mental abilities astound me. They breached even Yuna's mental shielding. I can't even do that, nor could she to me.. That is very scary."

She took another pause as she took another sip of her tea.

"We tried to raise the Federation, but received no answer. Were they attacked by the Zentradi as well? Are they okay? They are just floating in space, derelict.

The Zentradi think of themselves as superior to us and referred to us Humanoids as 'Micronians'. Well, I can see that being they are huge purple monsters with bad attitudes." She smiled slightly at that.

"Something Aiden said made me think. She said that the Zentradi's shield frequency is the same as the Pirates we dealt with months ago. Are they related in some way? If so, how? Why would they be in league with these Humanoids? I know they had some genetic manipulation..but who did it? Poor Aiden, she was in such pain while at her station, but still she proved herself yet again."

Juliette took a breath and sipped her tea again. A crewman walked into the lounge, ordered a drink, and then left back to his shift. She had given him a nod and he nodded back, leaving the lounge.

"I scanned them and their hull plating had a substance known as Neutronium. That proved useful in devising a strategy to disable them. Lt. Redman and Cmdr. Teshurr rigged up a device, which we fired into space. The mass detonation device worked, they were disabled. We hit the warp to get out of there, checking on the Federation to make sure they were okay. It seems things are working out afterall."

She sighed and stood up, grabbing her mug, and walked to the small viewport to stare out at the Federation. It was a big beautiful ship that dwarfed the Crusader in size many times over.

"Computer, end log."

[Cdr Juliette Lynn James]

Episode: "Second Wind" Part 3 (#17)
Stardate: 63553.527272727275 (May 6, 2387)
SIM Date: May 6, 2007

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Juliette was at her station, very confused. In her right hand was her PADD, which she was tapping out her log on. She had only a few minutes to do so.

"Operations Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 63553.527272727275."

"The shift began where I picked up an unknown transmission that didn't match any bandwidth I've seen yet. It turned out to be the Zentradi telling us that our victory would be short. They said they would give us time to leave before they destroyed us. Apparently they were mad at us for the gift we torpedoed at them earlier. The Federation came through on the comm and asked us if we needed assistance. We replied that we did and they stuck by us."

She stopped tapping and bit down on her lip as the emergency lighting on the Bridge flickered for a moment. She then resumed tapping on her PADD.

"Not only did they send that through the comm system, but it was in my head too, and probably any other telepath on the ship. Frost found the frequency of their telepathy waves and adjusted it on our alpha bandwith frequency, so that all could hear what they had to say. Quite ingenius, if you ask me." She smiled only slightly.

"Unfortunately, we lost the channel and frequency. Frost had to go find it again so that I could bring the channel back. Captain Greene did manage to get out a response to them that they got before we lost the frequency. They didn't respond right away. When they did respond, they had a whole new attitude. They weren't trying to kill us, they were curious? They were even confused. That was atleast the senses I picked up from them. Totally different than before.. Something isn't right, and we all felt it."

She adjusted her sensors with a few taps on her keypad and resumed tapping her personal log.

"The hum of the transporters suddenly filled all of our ears as the Captain disappeared. At first we thought the Zentradi transported her, but somehow they tapped into our transporters and transported her through our shields! How they did it, we don't know. Their technology is far superior to ours. Anyway, the Zentradi ship got its power back online and its cloak."

She paused and turned around to look over at her Imzadi, Yuna, who looked confused and nervous at the TAC station. She felt for her and wanted to hug her, but knew that she couldn't right now. She then turned around back to her console and continued.

"Frost took it extra hard and started to cry. I've seen anyone so heartbroken than her. Her emotions filled me and I nearly cried myself. She even hugged me, which startled me. I feel for the girl, I do. This was after we found out they were heading to the Delta Triangle..of all places. Mike devised a plan to track them using their exhaust trail. Unfortunately, we were hit by an EMP from the Zentradi and it threw us in a spin. We all landed everywhere on the Bridge, power went out, it was horrible!

I landed on a console near the turbolift and then felt the Captain's presence somehow. Not like she was on the Bridge, but like she was near.. Suddenly she appeared in front of the viewscreen which scared me and I feel off the console, hitting my hip pretty hard. She said something about the Protoculture and then passed out.. What is happening?!"

She tapped on her PADD and ended her personal log.