Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Test Flight - Valkyrja

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Test Flight - Valkyrja

Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Test Flight - Valkyrja
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻
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“I am afraid I can’t tell you that, But let’s see what your Tactical database can tell us about our new friends.” Bog thumbs up the ship’s tactical database. Tho being a veteran of the Dominion conflict his knowledge of Breen tactics and weaponry was limited to salvage and examinations of wreckage for the intelligence services.

Bog

“Look, Bog, those attack patterns, they aren’t…they’re too simple to be Breen. Their ship to ship combat tactics are sophisticated. It’s like they were running an old computer controlled attack pattern. At least a century old. And the voice on the comm was…sounded almost digitized.” She watched the ship moving further away chasing the sensor decoys. “We can’t stay here forever. The Breen don’t give up. We’re sitting ducks here.” She looked over her shoulder, “Alfred, I think we’ll take Bog’s advice and make a warhead. If the ship gets close enough we’ll drop it, detonate it, and run.”

Casela didn’t quite sit back in her seat. Where was the Leviathan? They were only a light year away. And WHY was there a Breen ship in this sector? How had they not heard about it, and why did long range sensors not pick it up before they were cleared for this flight?
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“The holographic technology cloaking this ship is almost two century old Romulan , but if I remember the drone that used it was controlled by a high level telepath. Now what I know about telepaths would fit on the head of a pin, but if they continued the program they may have switched to primitive AI.” After a moments contemplation”and if ai am using their technology, what is to keep some one else from doing the same.”Porting the ship’s tactical analysis over to the Counselor. “Is this what you mean?” Weapon, drive and shield signatures as well as analysis of known tactics were laid out.

Bog

Somewhere amongst the buttons and lights of the Valkyrja’s console, a single LED would begin to sing of an approaching vessel. Only moments later and the glorious hulk of the USS Leviathan dropped out of warp into the space high above them. Had they been able to see into the CIC at that moment then they would have been met by a most peculiar sight - almost every spare inch of the room, every unmanned station, every empty chair, every section of vacant floor, was covered by mountains of paper diagrams and schematics and blueprints. And in the centre of this chaos, clothed in dress uniform as if en-route to a grand and glorious occasion, was Captain Zachariah Cobb.

Casela couldn’t help but admire the awe inspiring sight of the Leviathan appearing out of nowhere, and taking up position between Valkyrja and the Breen ship.

“Towards thee I fly, unconquering and all-too-mortal enemy!” he roared, unleashed hair like the locks of Medusa around him. “To the last shall I grapple with thee! From Gre’thor’s heart shall I stab at thee! For the vengeance and the hatred of the entire world will I spit my last breath at thee! Sink all the laden torpedo casings to one common pool! And since neither can be mine, let me then tow to pieces, while still chasing thee, though tied to thee, thou damned and despicable Breen! Thus would I give up myself if I can take thee with me!”

• Captain Zachariah Cobb

On the small view screen on her console a hail would begin to blink and Casela opened to find McReady looking very defeated. =^=Counselor, now that we’re here and you are in one piece. Do you think you could talk the captain down?=^= And he moves to the side and Casela and Bog can not only hear but see the captain giving his speech amongst the clutter. Casela sighs. =^=McReady, put me through to the communication console on his chair.=^= From where Cobb sits promising to take the bloody Breen to the bowls of hell with him Casela’s face appears on the small viewscreen on the arm of his chair. =^=Captain....Zachariah Cobb! I’m NOT dead yet, and I’d like to stay that way. We made a promise in that holodeck, remember? Well today is not that day.=^=

On the bridge the tacticle officer would speak up. “Sir? The Breen ship....it’s chasing sensor decoys. And not even destroying them as they find them. They’re just wandering from one to the other. Seems like Shuttle Valkyrja deployed sensor decoys and the Breen are really confused by them.” This did not make sense to the tactical officer.

Several minutes later, as if just noticing the Leviathan, a hail is sent out. =^=This is the Breen Warship Dresna. You have destroyed a Breen scout ship. You will surrender.=^= And then directed specifically at Leviathan. =^=The might shuttle is ours. You may not have it. We will destroy you.=^= The voice is digitized.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

OOC: Pasting Bog in
“It seems we have some rather welcome company, Miss Casela.” Came the HUI’s rather dry comment. “Shall I open a com Chanel?”

Huey.

“Pakla” Bog grouped one word.
Bog

For decades had he been patient, the aged withering of his intellect kept at bay by continual acumination of his plans. This moment he had mentally choreographed down to a breath, the adrenaline rush of delayed vengeance a potent fuel to this old man’s anger. And there, in the centre of the bridge, it had all conspired to culminate in the most grand and glorious moment with he the magnificent and all-conquering hero…

One sentence was all it had taken to turn this intricately-crafted occasion to ash. As first the voice of Lt Synthi-er and then the tones of his tactical officer broke the waves of his crescendo, their curious descriptions of this Breen ship saw the mighty Cobb cast for all the world as the Fool.
“Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories,” he whispered as the last tendrils of sunlight set on this battlefield. Then, turning to the tactical station he cleared his throat and added, “Either the years, or the isolation from the rest of their battalion, has weakened them, or they are not who they claim to be at all.”

When the threat eventually came, it barely even registered against the scourge of his own disappointment. With an apathetic shrug he replied,
=^= And this is the USS Leviathan. And we both know that your ship would be decimated in a second if we charged even a tenth of our weapons array. Technology has advanced greatly since the days of the Dominion and you can’t even pretend to be a match for the starships of the day. So why don’t you stop the bloody posturing and tell me who you really are and what the hell you’re doing in this area, eh? =^=

• Captain Zachariah Cobb