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Post by Commander Micheal Logan on Nov 30, 2009 0:02:00 GMT -5
Logan grabs the klingons arm flips him over takes the knife from his hand and puts his poot to the klingons neck." I apologize for ignoring you but i have more important things to deal with.
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Post by Doctor Faith Nomonor on Nov 30, 2009 1:33:44 GMT -5
With the Klingon's Vor'cha was swarmed upon by a big mass of ships, cutting with great precision pieces of the ship off, the drones making trips back and fourth as they cover up the damaged hull, the merging metals discoloring the original hull color as many drones bring the remnants of the remaining klingon warp nacell to a partially damaged one, merging it and turning the blue color to a distinct royal purple.
Delicately the drones began to disassemble the individual parts of the ship as they cracked its hull open with surgical precision, several minutes having gone by as the lights on the Enterprise would flicker and brighten as what was left of the Vor'cha was merged into the Enterprise to create one operational, if minimally so ship, Main power back online and mediocre warp potential restored. Even some of the Klingon weapon's systems would replace damaged and destroyed parts, Inter-ship communications returned within the ship as well as a hybridized shield from the merge as nothing but space dust remained.
The Drones seemingly vanished into the bright golden light as a small, blinking vessel made its way across the side of the ship, even smaller than the large vessels... guiding itself around to the shuttle bay and landing.
"The bargain is complete, as promised. Do not do anything foolish, we do not have the resources to repair you again. Recover what has been lost to the Tyrants." the voice of the Elder echoed throughout the ship now that communications were restored.
"What we have given you is a Hyper-space Beacon. It is... like a call to our ships, Learn how to activate it, it is always on to us... but to do so is to summon us. Whether it be i, or one of our Exchange ships." The music began to return as the massive ship began to move forward at a rather quick speed... well above the normal impulse capabilities of the Enterprise, but not quite as fast as warp, the Golden screen opening up as a final Communication came through while the ship faded into nothing.
"Time is short, May you find your place among the stars."
With that... the Enterprise and her crew were alone.
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Post by Captain Valdora on Nov 30, 2009 1:58:59 GMT -5
The Klingon growled as he stood and muttered under his breath as he walked away.
Moments later all watched on the bridge as the strange species that had aided them were suddenly gone. "Now what Commander?" Asked the young Ensign.
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Post by Commander Micheal Logan on Nov 30, 2009 8:31:13 GMT -5
Logan sits down and looks up at the ensign. "Red Alert all hands battle stations. Tactical stand by weapons and shields. Commander Larkon Your acting second officer as i said before. Security stand by encase we have visitors. Ensign Langley set course for the covenant fleet." Logan said as he looked back up at the ensign. "station ensign."
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Post by Major Randall Gordon on Nov 30, 2009 9:51:35 GMT -5
The Marine teams finished their plan, and Gordon tapped his combadge. =/\= "1st Lt. Gordon to Commander Logan, we've got a plan to rescue the Captain, but a brute force attack would be virtual suicide, in our condition. Do we have the means of restoring the cloaking device? or, failing that, the ability to place cloaking devices on any of our shuttles?"
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Post by Lt. Hikari Makoto on Nov 30, 2009 9:53:24 GMT -5
Makoto had retreated to her office after the being had left the observation room. Now, as the strange ship sped away, she stood up with a smile on her face. "Good work people, we were able to get some very high quality scans on them." Her team nodded before turning their attention to the Covenant matter.
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Post by Commander Micheal Logan on Nov 30, 2009 10:34:51 GMT -5
"Logan to Gordon. Negative we don't have the cloak online yet. But i think we can outfit one or two of the shuttles with cloaking devices. One more thing lieutenant. I am sending a small away team with you." Logan said as the commotion around the bridge continued
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Post by Major Randall Gordon on Nov 30, 2009 10:43:28 GMT -5
=/\= "An away team consisting of whom, sir? this is going to be a stealth operation carried out by our best Marines, with all due respect sir if we have Navy officers come with us who aren't aware of stealth ops and noise discipline our cover could be blown and the high value friendly compromised." Gordon said, reminding the XO of what was at stake.
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Post by Commander Micheal Logan on Nov 30, 2009 11:29:46 GMT -5
"Very well lieutenant we'll do it your way this time. Have the marines standing by. Also talk with lieutenants mandelo and cambell and get to work adapting those cloaking devices to the shuttles."
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Post by Lt Andrew Figueroa on Nov 30, 2009 18:03:30 GMT -5
The Lieutenant returned to his station on the bridge overseeing the ship status and repairs. Many systems were still offline but most were operational. Transporters were still down along with some of the ship internal and external sensors. He was managing supplies and repair teams from his console ensuring the more important systems were restored first. He then noticed the holodeck being one of the many damaged systems yet to be restored and if things continued the way they have it may be a long time till they are operational. It was then doing his train of thought that his hand flew over his screen, memories of his 'date' with Hikari on holodeck 3 returned. A warm smile grew as he began to recall all the times they spent together leading up to their collaboration on the computer hack... His eyes widened as he realized his flaw. He did not actually see all the data that was collected and something their might help in the rescue operation. If he did recall correctly a ship layout for their main ship was in the download.
"Enterprise you still with me?" the blue form of the AI materialized on his holopad on his arm. "I am Lieutenant." "Transfer all data we collected about the Covenant to my station." With that a long list code and computer jar-ken appeared in what seemed like broken and incomplete information banks. Fortunately the data on the sensor jammer and the main starship of the Covenant was still present. "Yes." He began to type ferociously programing and designing a personal modification to the tricoders. His plan was to have the Marines collect as much data as possible while they rescued their missing crew and with the layout of the ship on hand there may be a way to collect the rest of their data.
He was asked a question from someone but did not hear it as his entire focus now laid on the program in his hands.
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Post by Lt Jade Mandelo on Nov 30, 2009 23:03:59 GMT -5
She nods and begins working the best she can on her station. "Those bots completly patched up the worst of our damage. We have some weapons, some shields and a maxium of warp 5. Its not much but its enough for a stealth operation. I will do my best to find the Covenant Fleet and find a place for us to hide nearbye and launch the shuttles" she says to Logan.
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Post by Commander Micheal Logan on Dec 1, 2009 0:27:15 GMT -5
"Very good Mandelo keep me updated." Logan said looking at her
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Post by Major Randall Gordon on Dec 1, 2009 10:22:03 GMT -5
=/\= "Understood, Gordon out." =/\=
Gordon then tapped his combadge and opened the comm line to engineering. =/\= "Lieutenant Campbell, got a priority task for you. Need cloaking devices on two shuttles as soon as possible. Thanks, Gordon out.=/\=
Then using his padd he sends a message to Mandelo's console to do the same thing when she has time.
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Post by Lt Jade Mandelo on Dec 1, 2009 12:37:35 GMT -5
"Commander" she turns her chair to face him "I have something. I had to pump every reserve we had into the sensors but I am picking up enough signitures on long range sensors that match our scans of the fleet. In 14 hours they will pass by a class 3 nebula." She brings up her plan with an overhead view on the screen. "If all goes well we hide in there and launch the shuttles. Hopefully Larkon at the CIC along with Gordon can come up with a plan to get in and out of there with the Captain as soon as possible."
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Post by Doctor Calvin Foley on Dec 1, 2009 12:52:36 GMT -5
Foley looked around sickbay. Nearly all the biobeds were taken with seriously injured crew members. The people well enough to return to work he had sent away even with minor injuries. The Enterprise needed them and if they could work , he had ordered them to leave. Major Sheppard lay behind screens in a secluded corner of the room and Foley was angry with himself for not being able to do more for hard working , if not sometimes irritatingly pompus marine.
He suddenly realised that if he carried on working this tired mistakes would be made and in sickbay mistakes were often deadly. He called over one of the highest ranking Doctors below himself and Nomonor.
" Watch sickbay for three hours im going for a quick rest. I'll be back as soon as possible."
He entered his quarters and went to wash his face. He looked in the mirror and all of a sudden Captain Valdora came into his head. Foley froze wondering why the Valen had suddenly just appeared in his minds eye. Sahking his head he washed his face and hands and lay down on the bed for the only rest he was likely to get in the next few days.
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