Posted by Lieutenant Ellie Kleinhoffer (Chief Engineer) in Bridge - Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Bridge - Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Ellie Kleinhoffer (Chief Engineer) in Bridge - Main Sim
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=/\= I am a time agent with the Federation Department of Temporal Investigations. I detected that your ship was under attack by a most deadly enemy and I intervened and brought you here. As you may have noticed you have been brought to the past. I can assist you in returning to your own time, but if I may, you could assist me greatly in my current mission. Permission to come aboard and brief you on the current situation? =/\=

-GM SEMAJ

Most deadly enemy? Brought to the past? Having missed the data sent to her console, Amelia was caught off guard by the new information. For a moment, Manning wondered who was actually the deadly enemy here. If they were actually in the past and didn’t manage to go back, they might already be dead as far as their friends and family was concerned.

Speaking quickly, Ensign Forgrave caught the commander’s attention. “Ma’am, the results from the scanners… seem to confirm what they’re saying. Ship checks out as Starfleet design, and there’s only one life sign aboard that shuttle.” Here Issac paused, visibly struggling with the next detail. “And… the computer says we’re currently in the year 2147.”

Ensign Issac Forgrave, Security

2147… Amelia’s heart sunk. Almost 250 years before their time, meaning that if they didn’t find their way back, they would never see their loved ones again. She tried not to think about Pete and their life back in California. She had been the one ordering them through the vortex. If they didn’t make it, it would be her fault. Nodding at Forgrave in acknowledgement, Manning wondered if any major event had happened in 2147 and what the implications of their presence might be.

She wanted desperately to say yes. To believe that he could put them back where they came from. But she was a Starfleet officer, and trusting blindly was something they didn’t do. Amelia couldn’t put the Dresden’s crew even more at risk than they already were by subscribing to something she didn’t fully know the details to.

=/\= How do I know you are who you say you are and that you have our best interests in mind? You say you brought us here to spare us from the attack we suffered, presumably out of the goodness of your heart. If you were that worried about our safety, why didn’t you transport us somewhere else in space within our own timeline? Instead, you brought us to the past, where we cannot escape you. Where accepting to help you is the only way for us to see our loved ones again. That hardly seems what the good Samaritan you claim to be would do. So before I allow you on board this ship, tell me Mr. Grey, why should we trust you, what is it that you so desperately need our help with, and why exactly should we help you? =/\=

Cmdr. Manning, XO

The counselor’s brow furrowed. “Commander,” Renveer chimed in with an even, slightly lowered tone as to not interrupt the main conversation between Manning and Grey. “We’re currently situated in time only a couple years before the major events of the Temporal Cold War that involved a fledgling Starfleet combating the Xindi and Suliban, who were acting as proxies for factions from the centuries in the future. Perhaps Mr. Grey is involved in the early stages of that conflict.”

(Lt. Comm. Renveer, Counselor)

Ellie sighed inwardly ~Not my idea of fun…time travel.....~
CE

Renveer glanced around the bridge once more, noting that the colonel was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps that explains some of the tension, Renveer thought to himself as he directed his attention to the back of the Commander’s head, watching her body language for any cues that he should step in.

(Lt. Comm. Renveer, Counselor)

OOC: A friendly request. Please trim your posts. We are going to start losing text if we don’t.

IC: Ellie continued her scans of the engines and the surrounding space. She didn’t like time travel and she didn’t even believe that it was possible to travel through time.

CE

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Ellie looked around the Bridge after completing her scans and waiting to see what happened next.

CE

Ellie began a scan for chroniton particles, if they were dealing with time travel, there should logically be chroniton particles present or disipating.

CE

After a lengthy pause, there was a reply from Mr Grey. =/\= Well in order to get your ship back to its original time, we are going to need a temporal vortex manipulator, and I happen to know just where to retrieve one. To show my gratitude for assisting me in retrieving the manipulator, I will assist you in using it to send you home. A win for both of us, I do believe. =/\= He paused. =/\= By the way, Commander, where is your Captain?” =/\=

-GM SEMAJ

Ellie looked at the forward view screen “Time Manipulator? And where are we going to find this from?” She spouts off and then falls silent.

CE

Forgrave wasn’t sure what to make of the alleged time-travel; though his console reported it’s findings impartially. He was suspicious of this agent, purportedly from the “Federation Department of Temporal Investigations” - it all seemed too convenient.
Is this some convoluted way of forcing us into helping? Stranding us in an alternate time, and trading our assistance for a safe return?

Issac didn’t know the answers to his questions, and he was glad that ultimately, it was not his call. But he felt he would be remiss in his duties if he didn’t voice his concerns. Quietly, so as not to be picked up by the comms, he caught the Commander’s attention. “Ma’am, I think we should be careful here. We come across trouble, and this fellow is ready and waiting to help us in return for a favor? Seems too good to be true…”

Ensign Issac Forgrave, Security

Ellie just listened. She was waiting for an answer to her question. She was a good engineer but she was not good enough to make a time manipulator. If she were, she would have done it ages ago.

CE

The counselor agreed with Ensign Forgrave wordlessly with a nod. He was also curious where Mr. Grey expected to find a temporal vortex manipulator hundreds of years in the past, when such technology was not even invented in their time.

But it was Mr. Grey’s last question that made Renveer shoot a look to the back of Commander Manning’s head, watching her reaction and awaiting her reply. It was a question Renveer himself had been wondering.

(Lt. Comm. Renveer, Counselor)