Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Krin “Hannibal” Lardel (Commander, Air Group (CAG)) in Main Sim-Hidden Rebel Base-Where the heck are we?

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Lunan Farrah (First Officer) in Main Sim-Hidden Rebel Base-Where the heck are we?

Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Krin “Hannibal” Lardel (Commander, Air Group (CAG)) in Main Sim-Hidden Rebel Base-Where the heck are we?
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OOC: No worries at all Kirt! It’s probably my fault to for not reading in deeply! I’ll go forward from here doing a better job I promise.

Lunan finally took the decision to try and open a channel to the Chimera, “=^= Lunan to Chimera, do you copy? =^=”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

OOC Cross posting again

=^=Chimera here Commander, go ahead,=^= came the reply to the XO’s Comm call

GMT Phoenix

”=^= Chimera, we have made contact with the local people of this planet. Please inform the Captain that this society is very much a pre-warp civilisation. Specifically, they seem to run their lives based on the use of Steampunk construction methods, if she’s available, I need to speak with Captain Andreassen as soon as possible.”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

=^=I’m here Commander, what’s up?=^= Freja’s voice came through on the comm call.

~Freja Andreassen~
At that moment another Mar’zek This one was Bright red came running up and Whispered something into Mal’i’s Ear her eyes went wide shouting orders in her native tongue other rebels began to rush about turning to the Away team she said “Come We have been found by the Commandants forces my men will hold them off for as long as they can we have to get to the escape boats Follow me We will hit the Commandants Island there is no more time for intelligence gathering!” she said as she ran to a tunnel waving the away team to follow her

GMT Phoenix

”=^= Stand by, Captain, we have a situation down here. =^=” Lunan closed the channel and shot off at a jog, following behind Mal’i’ into the tunnel.

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

Keitah followed the Commander. Staying close behind him as they jogged through the tunnel. She certainly didn’t want to be captured again and definitely not by this Commandant force.

Naisyr, Counselor

Spartacus followed. It was time to move out again. He didn’t know exactly what they were doing. But, they were moving so he was going too.

“Do the Commandant’s forces know this area well?” The XO asked no particular rebel, clearly trying to keep both the Away Team and the rebels safe.

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

“Well enough Come” Mel’i Said as she lead them on down the tunnel beside the away team was a squad of 11 Mar’Zek rebels

after a short time running they came out of the tunnel into a large natural cave inside this cave was a hidden bay where the rebels apparently kept a bunch of steamships all fired up and ready to head out to sea there were 4 of them roughly about 120 feet or 36.5 meters in length they had two square-rigged masts these had apparently been modified into steamships later having started their lives as sailing ships the masts and sail rigging was kept as an emergency backup on each of the ship’s sides were two large Paddlewheels

Mel’i ordered something and three of the 8 broke off hopping onto three of the boats “They will keep watch and will set the ships up for scuttling if the commandant’s forces breakthrough!” Mel’i Explained “In the event enough of my people show up to crew them they will flee to other safe houses,” she said as the other 8 hopped aboard one the name plate on the stern read Hinonga for the Starfleet officers in disguise there was something very comforting about that name and there was a bearing about the ship that felt Familiar in a way in fact the three Mar’zek seemed to smile knowing that the HInonga at least would live

the Mar’zek Rebels all raced about preparing the ship to leave

GMT Phoenix

Neidell

“Can we do anything to help prep the boats?” Lunan asked, taking a moment to find his balance.

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

This type of craft called a boat and sat on water was an ancient concept to Keitah. On her planet they had something of the sort but way more advanced. As she saw the general structure and watched them prep it, doubts in her mind began to rise about it’s safety. “They look really old,” she commented, “Are they safe and secure for travel?”

Naisyr, Counselor

Torvalds examined the vessels, not for style, but for material quality and any signs of degradation.

“Old to somebody from the Federation, yes, but the vessels seem to actually be of a recent construction. The materials all seem to be either kept well or manufactured recently enough to show no signs of decay. I can’t say much as to whether they are actually capable of leaving their docks - vessel design at the Academy is specifically centered around spacecraft and aerial vehicles - but it will not be directly because of hull failure.”

• NE Torvalds

Ooc I have lost internet I this post maybe rough but it will be the best I can do on my phone until I get proper internet again so please bare with me I will come back and fix anything that needs fixing once I do get internet again

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The ships actually did show their age they were old but in more recent times modified and maybe refitted these ships were similar to the square rigged brigs of Earth’s 18th and 19th centuries however they now had a smokestack that came up and out of the stern at the very rear of the vessel and there seemed to be armor plates added retroactively to the sides of the ship

Mal’I was shouting orders to her crew when the XO asked his question she turned and quickly hurded the away team to the back of the ship opening the door to the captains cabin she guided them in “No we know what we are doing you will unfortunately just be in our way sit tight here for now and don’t touch anything!” She said before leaving again

there was an assortment of personal furnishings a small bed a large chest a wardrobe and a large table the bed and table took up most of the room there was also a small fireplace which seemed to have been modified to accommodate the new smokestack for this things steam engines

scattered over the table was a collection of maps and such but nothing that would mean a thing for the away team all in all this captains cabin felt lived in and loved again the name of the ship was proudly displayed over the bed and on the starbord wall pictures of other older ships seemed to be set in a line almost as if it was telling of a lineage!

GMT Phoenix

Lunan turned to Keitah and whispered, “I know they said not to touch anything, but I wouldn’t mind getting a look at those maps, what do you think Counsellor?”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

“Would they even make sense to us?” She waved her hand toward Mel’i, “We are essentially at her mercy if we ever want to make it back to the Chimera. Usually, I would be okay with that, relying on the natives to guide us. However, they are just so…primitive and outmanned and apparently outgunned.” She shook her head, “We are really going to ride in the old sea vehicles and use maps to navigate like 18th-century Earth pirates?” Keith knew that the only real hope they had was for the team of Marines aboard the Chimera to find and rescue them.

Naisyr, Counselor

Spartacus decided to enter the conversation. “Pirates had a quite sophisticated society for it’s time. They had a democratic command structure, equality of the sexes, and innovative combat tactics. You’re not give pirates the respect they deserve.”

Neidell

“Sure.” said Keitah as she made an annoyed glance at the man, “All I am saying is that we are probably not going to find anything useful from the maps. We are not familiar with this planet, nor the language, therefore the maps probably would not make much sense as we would not be able to fluently read the text. Furthermore, I do not care about the pirates’ society because surely we have advanced much further than them and I merely made the reference to imply that holding a piece of paper and trying to navigate our way across extraterrestrial waters on an archaic watercraft is risky.”
With her extraordinary memory, Keitah could remember the exact layout of the map if she saw it but still didn’t know how beneficial it would be to do so since she was not familiar with the text or symbols which would make the map legend hard to interpret and therefore somewhat useless.

Naisyr, Counselor

Suddenly the comms came to life. =/\= Black Sheep Leader to Away Team. Commander Farrah, come in. This is Colonel Lardel. Come in, Commander. We are en route to your location for extraction. Can I get a sit rep, Commander? Again. Lardel to Farrah. Request Situation Report =/\=

Lardel, CAG

Lunan blinked, taking a moment to realise who was speaking to him and then tapped his combadge, ” =^= Lunan here, Black Sheep Leader. We are in a cave hiding from the forces of a dictator on this world known as ‘The Commandant’. Though a rescue would be appreciated, you are aware that any more of you coming down here would be in direct breach of the Prime Directive? =^=”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

Keitah’s heart sanked when heard that the Commander was possibly telling their rescue squad to leave them where they were, she quickly walked up to him. “Sir…Commander Farrah....respectfully, we have already violated the prime directive. She” she pointed to Mel’i, “saw our equipment and she knows we are not Mar’Zek, but aliens. Also she requested that we use our technology to assist her in her rebellion. She already knows and I doubt she will kept it a secret and take it to her grave.”

Naisyr, Counselor

OOC ok 1 Mel’i Locked you guys in you are all alone now she is busy steering the ship 2 even though yes Mel’i and a few rebels know the truth the situation can be controlled with how few know at the moment any more people coming down to the surface would make it harder to cover up

The crew would actually feel the ship moving as the dim light of the permanently Twilight world filled the windows they were underway and on route to where the missing Observation team might just be located

GMT Phoenix

Lunan sighed, “You’re right Counsellor,” he tapped his combadge again, “=^= Black Sheep Leader, this is Commander Farrah, disregard my last, lock on to my combadge signal and route a flight path, and Major, bring weapons, you’ll need them.”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

There was a ught pause and then =/\= AwayTeam. Black Sheep leader. We are coming to your location. Be advised, we have an escort plan. Tell your ship to maintain heading and speed. Black Sheep will circle your vessel low and fast. Very low and fast. We will disrupt surface of the water to the point you will be surrounded by enough spray to block visual identification and-or the radar they seem to have. They won’t see us. They won’t see you, either. Stand by for a shower, Away Team. =/\=

Lardel, CAG

”=^= Acknowledged. =^=”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

Less than two minutes later, the comms activated again.=/\= Unknown ships converging on you. Maintain course and speed. We’ll draw them off. =/\= Lardrl said.

Lardel, CAG

Lunan turned to one of the rebels, “Do these ships belong to the High Commandant?”

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-