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USS Memorial

Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)

Posted by Commander BJ Janzen (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)

Posted by Captain Tralla Sh’Zoarhi (Captain) in Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (Gamemaster) in Main Sim: Bridge (Arrival at Kabrel II)
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NE Dopey sat bored at his station as usual. With the command staff tied up in a briefing, he took a quick look around and quickly pulled up his ongoing game of online poker on his console. He was on a hot streak and he didn’t want to wait until after his shift to cash in. As the next hand was dealt, Dopey was vaguely aware of a notification on his console but with two aces in his hand, nothing was going to distract him. He held his breath as the first card of the river was dealt, he couldn’t believe it, another ace! Sitting on the edge of his seat, he ignored a second chime from his console, his pulse quickening with excitement. Before he got the chance to see the next card, he became aware of a presence behind him. Gulping nervously he slowly turned to face NLt Hardcase who was glaring down at him. Hardcase grabbed Dopey’s arm roughly and yanked him out of his seat, thrusting him towards the turbolift. “You’re dismissed Ensign…and on report…” he said bluntly as he took Dopey’s seat and tapped the thus far ignored notification before rolling his eyes at his subordinate’s complete lack of professionalism.

=^= Lt Hardcase to Captain Sh’Zoarhi, we are approaching Kabrel II ma’am. =^= he reported as Dopey ran into the turbolift in tears, contemplating his somewhat uncertain future in star-fleet.

Mother Hen (GM)

Whilst waiting for a reply, Hardcase noticed an incoming transmission.

“Captain? We have an incoming message from the research station.” He added as he tutted and wiped NE Dopey’s biscuit crumbs off the edge of the seat.

Mother Hen (GM)

=^=”Sorry Lieutenant we will be right there”=^= came the captains voice came it would be a few moments later when she arrived out of the briefing room “Report what do we have going on” She ordered taking her seat again

Tralla

Lt Hardcase turned to face the Captain. “Commander Nalor has contacted us twice already…” he started as the console bleeped again, “…make that three times ma’am, incoming transmission.” He added. Clearly this Commander was feeling out of her depth.

Mother Hen (GM)

“Put it through” she said taking her seat and pulling the front of her uniform down to straighten it while she waited for the Lieutenant to put the call through her antenna curling in curiosity

Tralla

Lt Hardcase nodded and opened the comm line. A middle-aged woman with distinctive Trill markings appeared on the screen.

=^= Captain Sh’Zoarhi? =^= Nalor asked with an obvious sigh of relief. =^= I can’t tell you how glad I am to see you. =^= she added with a pained smile.

Nalor ran her fingers through her hair. =^= I don’t really know where to start. Our long range sensors have picked up a Cardassian ship less than a day away which I can only assume is our not so friendly neighbourhood Gul Torin and there are…strange incidences occurring on the station…=^= she added hesitantly.

Mother Hen (GM)

BJ took his seat as the interim first officer. He was uneasy about what was going on. The whole research in AI and the Cardassians was unnerving. He simply looked at his Captain. He also wanted more information on these incidents on the station. Maybe he should be going down there with the team after all.

Janzen

“What is going on over there We have an away team getting ready to beam over and help out however we can but I would like as much info ahead of time as possible,” she said clearly worried things had gotten more complicated “We know about the Cardassian ship and he is not going to bother you any longer I can assure you

Tralla

Nalor smiled an nodded. =^= Thank you Captain, that is a weight off my mind, I don’t know where Torin has got his information from but he certainly seems sure of himself. =^= Nalor paused, not really sure how to bring up her next problem. =^= We have had some…disappearances… =^= she added slowly, as though she wasn’t sure herself.

=^= We had a young Ensign in sickbay following a mysterious ailment and when our CMO didn’t show up for a briefing or answer hails, I sent one of lead scientists to check in with him. He found the Ensign deceased and the medical team absent. We haven’t been able to contact any of them and our sensors can’t detect them anywhere. No one has used the transporter, all shuttles are accounted for, there is no sign of a struggle in sickbay and no evidence as to where they’ve gone or why they left a vulnerable patient alone. It’s like they vanished into thin air. =^= she concluded, shrugging her shoulders.

Mother Hen (GM)

“Understood The away team will beam over and investigate what is happening over there with that while The memorial deals with Gul Torin and makes sure he does not bother you” And we will have our Fighter Squadron on Combat air Patrol around the Station as well” she said Turning to look at her XO she nodded giving him the go-ahead to beam over and start investigating

Tralla

That didn’t sound right at all. “No one simply disappears. Even Amelia Earhart was found in time. There had to be some evidence of something.” BJ’s forensics training was coming through. “Either whatever or whoever got these people left something or took something.”

Janzen

“Would you like to join the Away team, Commander?” she asked smiling at him knowing that he would probably say no on this one

Tralla

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