Posted by Lieutenant Commander Kastarak (First Officer / Navigation Officer) in Crossing the Klingon Border – Bridge

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Quentin “Q” Dawson (Chief Weapons Officer) in Crossing the Klingon Border – Bridge

Posted by Commander William B. Grey (Chief Science Officer / 2nd Officer) in Crossing the Klingon Border – Bridge
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As the USS Chernov silently glided across the Klingon border, Kastarak stood at his station on the bridge, his eyes fixed on the navigation console. The ship’s Romulan cloaking enveloped them in an invisible shroud that defied detection. Kastarak’s mind raced with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he marvelled at the efficiency of the Romulan technology, appreciating its ability to render them completely undetectable. On the other, he felt a deep-seated unease at relying on equipment created by a species and culture he harboured an aversion towards. He pushed these thoughts aside, focusing on maintaining their course through Klingon space.

Suddenly, a sharp beep cut through the silence. Kastarak’s eyebrows rose in surprise as he realized it was an incoming hail. His logical mind immediately began analysing the impossibility of the situation. How could they receive a hail while cloaked? It defied all known principles of cloaking technology.

Kastarak’s fingers flew over his console, attempting to trace the source of the mysterious transmission. His mind raced through possible explanations – a malfunction in the cloaking device, an unknown Klingon detection method, or perhaps something even more sinister.

“Report! How is this possible?” Kastarak ordered, his voice a little quicker and a little louder than usual, perhaps a hint of stress. “By all logical reasoning, we should be undetectable.”

As he worked, Kastarak couldn’t help but wonder if their reliance on Romulan technology had somehow compromised their mission. The irony of potentially being undone by the very device meant to protect them was not lost on him.

Kastarak, Lt Cdr
First Officer and Navigations Officer

Chris was in his own trance smiling at the clever deception that they had made while going over into Klingon space. But the hail bright him out of his revelry. “Maybe we’re not as clever as I thought.”. He mattered to himself. While his First officer was handling the situation he pressed his own com channel up.

[O] Lieutenant Symar report to the bridge at once and on the double! [O]

Looking over towards Kastarak. “I need to get something out of my office real quick. I thought about this occurrence but not this soon. I’ll be right back.”.

He ran into his office and came out a minute later holding up a Romulan Commanders uniform and a box. “Have Symar put this on as soon as he comes in. He’ll be on the bridge for that. The others can still wear their Starfleet uniforms. But have them put these on.”. Her handed the box to Kastarak. Inside was plastic Romulan ears that will go over their own ears.

“I know. I don’t want to offend you all but this has to be done. You can answer the hail but not put it on viewer until I am back into my office. They will recognize me. Depending on who they are but the Klingons will. Ok. Answer the hail.”

Captain Chris_Taggart
Captain USS_Chernov

William groaned at the ears as he put them on, he’d been hoping his days of putting on a Romulan disguise were over. He quickly put them on and used a small device to fit them together with his skin seamlessly. Once that was over he ran a check on the hail to see if he could identify it. “It would be logical to assume that Romulans can track or at least contact their own through cloaks, this will likely be an unsecured channel”

CSO, 2O

Dawson had been on edge the entire time they moved across the border. He couldn’t help being reminded of the stealth and ambush training sessions, not to mention a few missions when he had had to rely on the hope that he was properly concealed. Everytime he felt like a child hiding under the covers, hoping the monster couldn’t see them.

Then the hail came in.

Dawson was at tactical and immediately readying for a fight. This was not meant to be happening. How could something hail an invisible ship? When Taggart came about with the ears, Dawson raised an eyebrow but attached the prosthetics. He had a vague idea of what the captain was planning but was worried about how they would pull it off.

Lt. Q Dawson, CWO

For Kastarak, the whole situation of cosplaying Romulans on the ship was unwanted. He understood the logic of it, however, but he did not wish for this to happen in any situation. While the others might see the fun in it – Kastarak did not . Even if he hadn’t been Vulcan, the pain of the loss of his homeplanet made any feeling of the Romulans bad to him. As a “good” Vulcan, he did his best to repress it, but the unwanted memories and feelings flaired up again, intrusively. While zoning out for a while, someone answered the hail “on screen” (Kastarak wasn’t sure who), and Taggart’s decision to cosplay had been a good one, for lo and behold, a native Romulan in flesh and blood (or as much as you might see on a screen, with a Romulan bridge behind them), was there.

The voice of the male figure on the ship, along with his visage on the screen, proclaimed:

“This is the Imperial Romulan Ship Vorta Vor. I am commander Vartiek. Identify yourselves.”

Kastarak, Lt Cdr
First Officer and Navigations Officer

Symar sat at his conosle, keeping a stern face, names flashing through his mind as if to see if this Vartiek character seemed familiar.

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-