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The Maviduli Crystal

Started by Peter Svensson, October 17, 2004, 02:35:13 PM

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Avelsa

*Before sending a distress call to the near by ship, Avelesa was monitoring strange activity in a section of the asteroid field.  When her sensors picked up what appeared to be a ship coming out of no where.  Avelsa, following her orders to gather any new information quickly devises a plan, to get the ships attention.  She scanned the area for any other ships, none are detected.  Avelsa leaves her chair and goes to the back of the ship.  Picking up a multifunctional tool, she sabotages the warp core, and propulsion systems.  Even though Avelsa knows that she risks killing herself and destroying the one-person ship.  Satisfied with the deception, she sends a distress call on all channels.  Just when Avelsa thinks her attempt failed, the ship hails her.*

"Starfleet vessel U.S.S. Phoenix, this is Avelsa, Delta Alliance Nigillian Representative Assistant.  Thank you for answering my distress call.  Not long ago I was under attack by a pirate ship.  They came aboard and stole my cargo, after severely damaging my ship.  Then before they left they shamelessly fired upon me, disabling my propulsion systems.  Your readings are correct, I was in the midst of making repairs.  I am unable to shut down the warp core!"

*Although Avelsa planed this, she could not help but to get a little panicked.*

"Is there anything you can do to save both me and my ship?  The ship is actually a loan from my superior, who would be angered by the loss of such a vessel."

"The destination does not matter, for we all come to the same destination eventually.  What does matter is the journey we take to get there."

Zeon Lyn Voya

*Voya holds her hand upright, giving the woman the Vulcan salute.*(What is that split finger sign called, anyways?)

"Greetings, Stranger. Welcome aboard the Phoenix. Now, not to create any hostilities between us, but I generally do not trust those whom I am not familiar with, especially on the vessel I am responsible for. You will be escorted everywhere on this ship by my chief of security. Have you been aquainted with Mr. Huw? He is a commendable man."

*She turns to Huw.*

"Ensign, please escort Ms. Avelsa to her quarters."

*She turns to leave, but then stops.*

"If you do find yourself in need of anything besides what the room offers, please contact me personally. I'll have a repair team shift their attention to your vessel immediately."

*She exits to the bridge in the turbolift*

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Miss Voya.

Peter Svensson

*Svensson turns around, noticing Huw and Avelsa step onto the bridge.*
"Ms. Avelsa, is there something I can help you with?"

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You will be judged, the way you judge...
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Sarnae

Sarnae looks around quickly and quietly ducks down behind a unmanned console, motioning for Vorlok to follow suit.

She was hoping to get away uncatched this time.

Sarnae
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Peter Svensson

"Very good, major Embries, I'm counting on you for that."
*Then he turns to Voya and follows her into her ready room. The doors close behind them.*
"Is there something you wanted to discuss?"
You will be judged, the way you judge...
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Roland Burma

=^= Greetings, sir. I do not believe we have met before, but welcome to Vontak Nor nevertheless. You are clear to dock at upper pylon 3. You say you are here for an investigation? That is fast, the incident on the Evolution only accured a matter of minutes ago. =^=
The Messiah of the Loxian Exiles

Sloan

*sigh* Thats the trouble with Starfleet...always ready to pronounce you dead. No, as you can see, I am still alive. But, I must speak with Svensson, so if you'll excuse me....

*He reaches down and presses a button attached to a device on his belt at which point he promptly disappears.*

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Peter Svensson

OFF: There's a problem. Voya has informed me that due to time restraints, she will not be able to post until next summer. So that means we've got no captain for the ship at the moment. Any ideas on how we solve this problem?
You will be judged, the way you judge...
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Sloan

off: here is an idea. i can temporarily reactivate Special Agent Casden to take command of the ship with Picard as XO. he can give the promotion to Huw, and later turn command over to Picard. how about that?
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Peter Svensson

*Svensson appears on the bridge of the U.S.S. Phoenix. Engineers were at work all over the place. He looks around, hoping to find some familiar faces.*
"Is anyone here currently in command of the ship?"
You will be judged, the way you judge...
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Peter Svensson

*Svensson watches the ship jump to warp, as on the viewscreen the stars flash by. He saw how Voya was taking command of the ship, and the bridge crew doing its job as always. It struck him that he was aching for the command seat himself... he had been stuck in a desk for several months now, and sometimes he missed the adventures out in space. But there was nothing he could do now, he had put Voya in command.*
"Very well, Ms. Voya. I will take a station on the bridge here too, filling out for the lack of crewmembers for the moment."
*He goes to the ops station, and activates the panel. Suddenly, the panel makes a beeping sound.*
"I'm getting a distress call. But we can't afford to delay our mission now, we must go to Avalon Station as soon as possible."
*He taps a few buttons.*
"Hmm... it appears that there are no other ships in the sector, to receive the distress call. And it comes from an unknown ship. Let me trace the source of the distress call."
*He taps a few more buttons.*
"It is only a slight detour from our current course, I suppose we could help out."
*He looks up at Voya.*
"If that's fine with you, Ms. Voya."
Voya: "It's your mission, director."
*Svensson smiles and plots a course toward the ship in distress. Not much later, the ship comes out of warp near an alien vessel of unknown configuration.*
"I'm opening hailing frequencies...."
*He pushes another button.*
"This is the Starfleet vessel U.S.S. Phoenix. We are responding to your distress call. I am detecting a warp core overload, if you don't restart your warp core, it will breach and your ship will explode."
You will be judged, the way you judge...
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Avelsa

*Avelsa tries to imitate the hand gesture made by Ms. Voya, and fails.*

"May the Great Light and the Great Creator grant you and your people everlasting harmony.  I thank you for your assistance, and will abide by your 'laws' for the duration of my stay on your vessel."

*She notices that they are armed.*

"I have no harmful intentions, only those of diplomacy and peace.  Oh, and there is no rush to have my vessel repaired.  It just so happens that I too am travelling to Avalon Station, to strengthen our people's relations.  I would be grateful if you could escort me the rest of the way.  My people would also be grateful to you for insuring my safe passage."

*Avelsa thinks for a moment.*

"If you will please excuse me, I need to get some personal possessions from my ship."

*She walks back into her spacecraft followed by Huw.  Avelsa picks up her travelling bag and collects a few devices.  Avelsa had been wise to save her top-secret observation notes and logs on them.  Huw gives her a warning look.*

"You don't need to worry about these."

*Avelsa lifts the devices that she is placing into the bag.*

"They are just my theological studies, along with a few diplomatic notes and issues that I have been asked to bring up."

*She finishes packing her bag.*

"I have everything I need, shall we?"

"

"The destination does not matter, for we all come to the same destination eventually.  What does matter is the journey we take to get there."

Huw

OFF: I am the Tactical Officer here, and i have locked the keypads to respond to me only, just like anyone would do.

Miss Avelsa, i am afraid we are to busy to deal with your request, so you must now go to your quarters, and i will send Mr Svennson to see you when he is not busy.

*Avelsa utters a protest*

I am sorry, but these are our regulations.
And you do not have the rights of one of our ambassadors, because we helped you out with your ship, you techically have the same rights as a refugee.

*Avelsa looks angry*

Oh d*amn the regulations, i will take you to Svensson just this once, as i dont want to be the one who screws up first contact with the DA.

Follow me.

*Avelsa does so and we arrive at the bridge*

Captain Voya, Mr Svensson, Miss Avelsa would like to speak to you.


OFF2: I just realised that i am the only surviving crew member! Svensson isnt technically part of the crew. so that makes me senior, wow.

Huw Smith
Starfleet Intelligence
One Man Army

Vorlok

*whispers* if you dont drop anything we wont.

*points towards an empty console.* If you can quietly climb in there we can hide there till the shift is over. then perhaps find a quiet room somewhere.

Mischief is my name, Mischief is my game.
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Embries

"The crystal stone is right here."
*Embries points at the seat on the left of the captain's chair, where the crystal stone is resting on a blanket.*
"Don't worry, I'm not letting it out of my sight."
Major Embries
Chief Science Officer Avalon Station
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