"Mr. Enoch reporting, sir. You asked for me and my... bagpipes?"
*Vorak touches his combadge*
=^= Attention to all Starfleet personell and civilians =^=
This is Flag Admiral Vorak speaking. Today at 1500 hours, the funeral ceremony will be held for Admiral T'Hain, commanding officer of StarPhoenix Base. His tragic end was caused by the Borg, and his commending actions in his life deserve a sign of respect, so please come to cargo bay 1 now, where the ceremony will be held according to the customs since the demise of Mr. Spock. Please report to cargo bay 1 immediately.
=^= Vorak out =^=
(Edited by Will Karelia at 7:20 am on Oct. 2, 2003)
So that they may receive a proper invitation from me. This also includes people he worked with on Starphoenix Base.
The funeral will be held in the common fashion way on station Avalon. Please also send for a bagpipe player, so that it may be done in the same style as once Mr. Spock received a funeral.
"Admiral, sorry for the delay, but there were several difficult arrangements to make."
*Grabs a padd and gives it to Vorak*
"Here is the list with officers that are invited outside the personel aboard Station Avalon. I think it's best to give everyone aboard station Avalon acces to this funeral, right admiral?"
Contents of the padd
Invited Relatives
T Pai Mother of T'Hain
High Commanding Officers Dantor
Commodore Marou XO Starphoenix Base
Colonel Halfdale Third Command Starphoenix B.
Avalon Station
Everyone can attend to this funeral.
Preperations:
Place: Cargobay 1
Music: Bagpipe music played by Mr Enoch
Food: Several snacks made by the CC personel
Other happenings:
There is time for speeches in Cargobay one.
After the funeral there will be gathering in CC or in Cargobay one, only for Starfleet Officers and Family who want to talk about T'Hain, to share memories about him.
"Sir, can I say something?"
*Admiral Vorak nods*
"Well, first off all you have to know that T'Hain was a good friend of mine. We kept a close band, because we shared the same occupation. There were always discussions and a lot of competition between us two, and I will miss that...It seems that every Vulcan is the same, they can not laugh or cry...but T'Hain proved the opposite...we had many laughs and several cries, the hard part is to see this! He always denied it, but I knew...within that Vulcan shell, there was a part Human. Today we have lost a good officer and I have lost a good friend, let us remember him and honour his deeds. I request one minute of silence....."
*Montrell stands down and folds his hands*
=A= Montrell out =A=.
=/\= Karelia to all Omega Division crewmembers. Please report to Cargo Bay One for Rear Admiral T'Hain's funeral. Thank you. =/\=
Robert takes a empty seat.
Many of you have known T'Hain personally.
Others have only known him by name or reputation.
And that does not surprise me. His name was well known beyond the boundaries of Starphoenix Base, which he commanded from the very beginning. His name was not known all the way back to his homeworld, Vulcan, as well as Earth, Federation Headquarters. And now, his name will be remembered in our thoughts and memories."
Vorak looks up, and at the end of the cargo bay, behind the crowd of people, the doors open, and a coffin is carried by some Vulcans in Starfleet uniform. They were Vulcans that T'Hain knew best from previous assignments, and back from his time when he lived on Vulcan. They placed the coffin on some sort of ceremonial table, especially installed in the cargo bay for this occassion. Then, they bowed in front of the coffin and joined the other crowd.
"Maybe it would be logical to tell something about the past of T'Hain. He was born on Vulcan in the year 2302, thus making him now 77 years old, which is a very young age to die. His mother was Vulcan, but his father was human. Little was known about his personal life, as he kept often to himself, but he served Starfleet as a model officer.
In 2334, he graduated from Starfleet Academy at the top of his class. Two years later he was promoted to lieutenant for his outstanding service, and in 2338 he became Chief of tactical/security on board the USS Yosemite, with the rank lieutenant commander. His first command position came to him in 2347. In 2378 he was assigned as Commodore and Commanding Officer of StarPhoenix Base, where he oversaw the whole construction and maintenance of the large complex on planet Dantor. He was promoted to admiral not long before his demise.
He was unfortunately captured by the Borg, who decided to assimilate him. The Borg vessel was destroyed, unfortunately along with him. We do not have any remains of his body, and you see an empty coffin before you. Yet we wish to honour him with the same ceremony, so our thoughts can be with him on this day.
Those who wish, may now step forward and symbolically greet the coffin to leave a last greeting to T'Hain."
(Edited by Will Myers at 8:33 pm on Sep. 29, 2003)
"I have an announcement to make. Those of you coming with the invasion fleet to Deep Space 12, please report to SickBay immediately. We must make haste to begin the assault, as my sources tell me that the Coalition technicians are less than a day away from decyphering our command codes. We will leave at 1700 today, giving you an hour to prepare. That is all."
As for Michaels and Walker, they head for the station's medical facility.
"Well, I guess that this was it...."
*He moves to the loadinghatch and opens it, now only a forcefield keeps him from floating through space*
"Hmm...nothing can replace the relaxing feeling when looking at the stars and planets. Computer, play the bagpipe music once more."
*The computer replied and the bagpipe music was to be heared again. Officers that were cleaning the cargobay looked up*
"Carry on Ensigns, don't mind me ...I am just paying the last respects to a lost friend. Let's hope his soul will rest in peace"
Vorak narrows his eyes as he thinks, then suddenly touches his combadge.
"Vorak to Enoch. Please report to cargo bay 1. Bring your bagpipes. Vorak out.
The funeral ceremony will commence at 1500 hours."
Ternok : "Admiral T'Hain was a fine commander. He will be deeply missed."
"Are we ready to go after the ceremony?"
"Admiral, may I address the congregation?"
After recieving permission, Colonel Halfdale made his way up to the casket, where he turned around to face the gathering.
"I know many of you did not know of Rear Admiral T'Hain, while some others among us did. I know many of you also did not have to watch as T'Hain was brutally assimilated in the worst way possible. For that, you are blessed. But regardless of if you have met him or not, I would like to say that Division StarPhoenix has suffered a terrible loss, one of the worst in it's history. Now, what I am about to do may be overstepping my authority, but I hope it will be overlooked."
Rickwalks behind the casket so everyone can see what he is going to do. He had a small object in his hand.
"Without further ado, I hearby posthumously grant Rear-Admiral T'Hain with the Starfleet Red Crest, for sustaining irreversable injury in the field."
Rick brings up the object, a small oak box, and opens it to reveal a small red ribbon about 5 centimeters long. He removes the ribbon and places it delecately on top of the casket. He then adresses the casket itself and forms his hand into the standard Vulcan salute.
"Live long and prosper, Admiral T'Hain. May your katra live on, and may you find happiness in the afterlife."
After a moment or two of silence, Colonel Halfdale returns to his seat.
(Edited by Richard Halfdale at 7:27 pm on Sep. 29, 2003)
Vorak turns to face the coffin himself, and raises his hand in a Vulcan salute.
"Live long and prosper, in the afterlife."
Then he nodds at Enoch, who stood at the side all this time. At this sign, Enoch steps forward and takes place on the side of the coffin, having his scottish bagpipes in front of him. Vorak walks to a control panel near the wall, and begins pushing some buttons. At the far end of the cargo bay, a large viewscreen appears, showing a display filmed from the station, into space toward planet Revox, which the station orbits.
At that moment, Enoch begins to play on his bagpipes, and the song "Amazing Grace" resounds in the cargo bay.
Click here to listen: http://www.jaxpipes.org/music/jpd-amazinggrace.mp3
As the music resounded through the hall, the coffin dematerialized as Vorak beamed it over to the torpedo bay. Moments thereafter, the large viewscreen showed how a torpedo, containing the coffin, was fired from the station, toward the planet. Rapidly, the unarmed torpedo flew through space, taking more and more distance from the station, getting smaller and smaller at the horizon.
Mr Vorak. I"m responsible for a loss of a fine officer you had, on behalf of myself I offer you my deepest apologies.
Although what I did I had no control over I still feel deeply sorry for hte loss of your officer. He was strong to the end.
Perhaps I waited to long to apologize, but I could not anticipate the raction of his fellow officers.
(Edited by Alfangor at 12:05 pm on Oct. 3, 2003)
Your always here friend. I will miss your presence truely!
*tear runs down her face and hits the floor of the cargo bay....blows a kiss to the air and walks out of cargo bay*
"Vorak to Admirals Nocturnus and Montrell. I would like to have the funeral of T'Hain be held this weekend. Please report to me at once with a status report of the preparations you have made."
(Edited by Mike Nickerson at 4:38 pm on Sep. 28, 2003)
*stands next to Mr Vorak*
uh, here sir. I would like to say something as well, if you don't mind.
*takes the alter*
Admiral T'Hain..., I didn't know the man, I never even had a look at him. As I sit here and listen to all the wonderful praises to his character, I think to myself, why oh why didn't I get to know him. I regret now not being able to say hello or even salute him in his presence, but from what I have taken in from all the gratitude towards his legend, I ... *clears his throat* just can't help but wonder how he could have affected me.... and then I think, he has affected me, or rather the crew aboard Avalon station. If he hadn't risked his life to the Borg I might not be here, who knows, we might all still be engaged in a struggle we never wish to face, to be assimilated. Thank you *wipes his eyes a bit*
*then goes and sits down*
"Thank you for your aplogy, Mr. Alfangor. However, it is unnecessary. I am aware that as Borg drone, you do not have the ability to choose your own actions. Therefore, you cannot take responsibility for them, or you would have to take responsibility for the entire Borg Collective's actions, and that only the Borg Queen can do. Live long and prosper, Mr. Alfangor."
"Thank you, Mr. Halfdale. Does anyone else wish to speak, before the ceremony is concluded with the last stage?"
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Quote: from Will Karelia on 1:51 pm on Oct. 1, 2003 (OFF: Flag Admiral Vorak, Admiral Karelia, Commodore Hedford, and Commanders Walker, Nismos, Lollock, and Berik.) |
OFF: And me
Greetings Prince, how are you today?