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”..That is true enough…” Drudoc began but again Traleen interrupted seeming an edge on frustrated at the tone she had taken so far in baby stepping the issue.

”..So how about you stop treating me like some kid and just spit it out then?” he demanded.

Drudoc looked to Starr, then Trainor, before back to Traleen. “..Very well Commander, you are right. You aren’t in the 23rd century anymore. You’ve traveled to the late 24th century. 2395 to be exact, how exactly you got here we have yet to explain but as I was explaining a moment ago there is a likely consideration that you must accept we have no means of returning you and your crew to your own time..” She said.

Traleen seemed to reign in his look of anger or frustration and sat back again, “..143 years..” He said softly. “..I guess the only bright side is my aforementioned mother-in-law is long dead.” He said with a weak effort to smile in amusement for some reason over that.

”..You need to understand in time Commander, history has already recorded your loss. Even if we could return you to your time even brief as it has been here now the experiences you have under taken could alter our past and your future in ways we can’t predict. It is because of temporal events like this that Starfleet formed a Temporal Prime Directive. My hands are tied in this case even if we could return you to your time, I’m sorry.” She said. “..Know that we’ll do all we can over the next four months to help you and your crew adapt here, as will Starfleet upon our return..”

Traleen nodded some seeming to digest all this. “..When can I tell ....tell whats left of my crew?” he asked.

”..I would suggest waiting until they’re all cleared from Sickbay and settled into their assigned quarters. Our ship’s counseling department is a little bigger then most other ships due to our usual affair of mission scopes so feel free to make use of their services. Until our return then to Federation space you will have access to any public area of the ship, except those related to core department works. I’ll have Lt Starr work up a few PADDs outlining where you and your crew mates can and cant go. This is more so for their safety and to for now minimize any further impact on the timeline in the off chance you could return to your time period..” She said. “..Any questions?”

”..I guess not Captain Andone. This temporal prime directive seems annoying to say the least but it does make a logical sort of sense I guess.” he replied.

Drudoc nodded and looked to Starr and Trainor. “..Lt Starr, work up enough PADDs for the Browns Town crew. Adjust their normal interfaces to accept input familiar to use in the mid-23rd century. Also ensure they get the security clearances to freely get to the more public and recreational areas of the ship..” She said then turned to Trainor. “..Commander Trainor, I want you to work up a few tour groups for them in a few days once everyone is settled make sure everyone knows the basics of where they can and cant go, and how to access the replicators and ship’s computer and the like.” She said.

”..Any other questions then for our guest?” She asked.

GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO

“I have no more questions for now at least, once we look further into what happened, that might change,” Simon replied before tapping on his own PaDD to begin making arrangements as the Captain requested. There were certain areas that he would have to think about in regards to technology level as well as security level in where the 22nd century crew would be allowed access to, but he tried to be as accommodating as possible, giving access to those areas where technology levels were still vague enough or similar enough to that from 143 years ago. There wasn’t much as he looked over it and made a note to coordinate with Security with the clearances.

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“If it makes you feel any better… I’ve had my personal experiences with time jumps as well, Commander.” Tenzing added after acknowledging the Captain. “I’m sure our Counseling staff can also use the ship’s database to pull up any descendants you would have.” The Ops Chief added. Lieutenant Commander Trainor felt Traleen’s pain, along with the uneasiness of the Brown Town crew.

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Traleen nodded rising from his chair. “..Well I guess whether me and my crew are stuck here permanently or not is less important then simply knowing we’re alive and not dead. I’ll return to your sickbay if its ok and check up on the survivors before retiring to my quarters you assigned me.” he said.

Drudoc nodded. “..Feel free to contact me if you have further questions to discuss. Everyone is dismissed then..” Drudoc said also rising and departing back to the bridge.

GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO