Rpg Ulterior Motives
This RP is a continuation of a previous RP. Players are still welcome to join, but must PM me with your character, ship, and bridge officer (personalities, specs) before entering.
CPT Butters welcome back
Starfleet Admirals commanding fleets near the Cardassian borders (others are in the Klingon War) have been directed to meet with Starfleet Commander; Admiral James A. Billings at Starbase 126 near Betazed.
Starfleet Captains and below standby we will get more specific once everyone is identified.
(Junior Starfleet and Romulan officers serving in the Cardassian Reconstruction Force) (Ensign-Junior Lieutenant)
The first two hours of the shift just dragged on. Answering questions from the previous night's status reports, crewman evaluations, system checks, and reviewing the senior officer's duties for the shift. Tonight you were tasked with monitoring for ships travelling through Cardassian space. This seemed to be the most laborious station on the shift. All the crew ever saw were 23rd and 24th century traders passing through and with few breaks during the shift; the hardest part is staying awake to type a small situation report of stardate, time, ship name, captain, faction, and destination.
You were beginning to doze off when two pings abruptly brought you back. The scanner picked up something very different this time, it seemed as though the monitors usually dozed off at the same time; but now this ping saved you from the dreaded z monster. It also meant that this was more than the normal trader; Pings had been designed into the system to help "warn" of abnormal activities and as you peek at the monitor; your energy returns. Vessel names (this alone was abnormal as most traders travelled alone) UNKNOWN, Captains: Unknown, Vessel Types: Jem Hadar attack ships, faction Dominion, Destination unknown entering Cardassian space.
You attempt to hail the ships with no response and suddenly they disappear from screen.
Admiral T'vess was lounging in his small hovel enjoying a glass of Romulan Ale. Eventhough it was morning, noone ever checked in on this worthless piece of dust in the middle of Cardassian space. The Admiral found out early on what happens when you get on Empress Sela's bad side, it was worse than death.
T'vess had been stuck on Umoth Prime for three years now; no ships other than a squadron of Romulan warships blockading the planet. The Admiral of that blockade whoever it was now, would aquire the supplies through traders and one of the Romulan transports would deliver relief supplies to the dock yards.
It was hot outside, somewhere between 125 and 150 degrees Kelven; for twenty six hours each day (the rotation of the planets made the normal day here twenty eight). So, the Admiral and his senior officers just stayed locked up in their prison walls with all of the luxuries the blockade provided. It didn't much matter to him how the Cardassian settlers fared, they seemed ingenuitive enough living in their dirt holes and caves.
The last delivery the colony received was six months ago when the Romulan Star Empire delivered eighteen 22nd century Federation food replicators, bags of earth cement which seemed like just more dirt to the Admiral, and a dozen 24th century temperature control generators which lukily just enough to supply his crew. Of course if he cared he could have consolidated the crew to three enlisted or even two junior officers and been able to supply some of the generators to the colonists, but why. Just being here was punishment enough.
The front door creaked open slightly, the Admiral still heavily under the influence of the Ale slowly rose to his feet. Two shadowy figures appeared in the doorway and fired phasers killing the Admiral; now lying in a pool of ale with burns on his chest.
CAPTAIN SALAS/USS ARCHANGEL/CARDASSIAN SYSTEM
Captain Salas just returned from holodeck 3 and his old west program. It was a little strange walking back to his quarters wearing a 19th century U.S. Cavalry officer's uniform, but a built up pride swelled within him as he was able to experience part of what his ancestors lived through. His ancestors served in various styles of cavalry scouts (the original deep recon) dating back to Europe in the 16th century. From leading security forces for the Spanish explorer Pedro Menéndez de Avilés in 1565 which established the first settlement in North America, to the battles of Saint-Mihiel and Meuse-Argonne in the first great war.
Raymond was also known by some of his crew as "Cowboy" not because of his holodeck outfit, rather a collection of two dozen sets of genuine Cavalry combat spurs and stetsons which decorated his quarters. He had just finished showering and replicating a hot coffee when the notification came in.
Ensign Lattemore (Communicaitons); Captain you have, Admiral Winstead (Cardassia Prime Federation provisional Governor).
Jevak was watching the rising sun from the base of Kullain Ridge and taking in the morning activities of the colony. The daily routines for the Cardassian colony began hours before sunrise as the women would gather the day's water from the deliverance cave. The men would gather their wompat traps and tasper eggs for the days meals. One of the colonists Lenzechak was a young educator prior to the Dominion War and with the aid of Gul Makvek had shaved part of her cave dwelling to a smooth wall allowing her to use chalk stones to give daily lessons to the children.
When the Romulan Reconstruction Team arrived Admiral T'vess repossessed the exsisting homes to utilize as barracks. Romulan Soldiers threw clothing, cookware, and items with little value out into the streets. The Admiral did provide a dozen 22nd Century Federation Replication generators and four power supplies. Everyone looked towards the retired Gul Makvek to lead the Colonists. The men scouted the Kullain Ridge and found a series of caves along which possessed air tubes leading to the peak of the mountains. The deliverance cave led to the highest peak which had extreme weather changes from night and day, in the evenings blizzard conditions would occur and the early mornings throughout the day the snow melted pouring fresh water from the air tubes.
This morning would have appeared as routine as the previous day to an untrained eye, but Jevak was worried. He thought he had seen Jem Hadar in the city, but couldn't be certain because of the distance. He was certain now something was wrong, armed Romulan Soldiers filling the streets and holding formations. Jevak jumped to his feet to warn the others when those Soldiers began walking out of colony towards the ridge.
Raymundo was just dusting off the dust off his chaps and streching his hamstrings form his ride in the holodeck when his comm badge chimed
"Salas, whats up?", he asked as he made his way toward his quarters.
a ensign on the morning shift replied that Admiral Winstead had a message for him, priority one she mentioned.
Ray stopped and dabbed his tanned brow with his bandanna, "its 0630, nothing good ever happens this early, tell the Admiral that i will take his message in my quarters".
Salas entered his room and quickly changing to his duty uniform, "Computer open a comm to Admiral Winstead, and send a message to the senior staff, get them ready for a 0700 meeting."
As Captain Salas leaned back slightly on the Captain's chair, the screen opened with the image of an old worn out Admiral Winstead. After a few personal coureousies the Admiral cut himself short. The elder statesmen leaned forward with a serious scowl "Unfortunately Ray, this isn't a personal call. We have reports from various ships in the Cardassian sector reporting unusual ship communications and signals which up to this point indicate Jem Hadar activity. We don't know if the Alphas are scoping out for expansion or if the Dominion is coming back. We haven't had any unusual traffic from Deep Space 9, but we both know how sly those characters are."
The tiny hairs on the back of the Captain's neck stood up at the notion of Jem Hadar activity. Historical records and Holodeck programs indicated this species were as much warriors as the Klingons and this could end in a messy fight. Admiral Winstead continued to speak "The last report obtained from Starfleet Security is that the Romulans may have encountered two Jem Hadar vessels at Umoth Prime. Coincedentally, their Occupational Governor was murdered shortly after the initial report."
Captain Salas was slightly confused at the moment, Romulans had ships in the area and the resources to resolve an issue with just a couple vessels. "Admiral, is this just an FYI update or is there something your not telling me?". Admiral Winstead wiped the sweat from his brow "Captain, the Romulans are seeking Federation aid in the investigation. They are not popular in the area and their Ship Commanders are reluctant to send away teams with possible attack ships in the area."
This was becoming more strange by the second, the more Captain Salas listened the more it became entwined with other external agendas and mysteries. From Jem Hadar and Romulans which were allied with Undine and seeking Federation support in a Cardassian province sounded more like an old west ambush.
Finally the Admiral spit out the mission " Captain, you will go to the Umoth sector and report to Admiral J'Val and receive further instructions. I know this has a lot of concerns, so keep your eyes opened for any trouble. Winstead out.".
Captain Salas sat quiety trying to figure out everything going on, nothing made sense and he was certain the staff wouldn't blindly jump into Romulan sectors without questions..Unfortunately Raymundo didn't have any.
"Jem`Hadar, so the Alphas are testing the water. but why attack a Roumulan outpost, Umoth Prim is't exactly strategic or significant enough to make a political statement." Commander Telru said, brow and antenna creased in thought. Rays first officer had a piratical, if somewhat cold and distant was of solving problems. his years as a beet officer in some of the shadier parts of the federation trade channels. suffice to say there was little movement on the boarders that he did not know of.
"The old DMZ," he continued, "as well as the much of the Cardassian core worlds are still recovering form the falling out of the Cardassian's form the Dominion."
"Frankly!, i don't understand why we are discussing ghost ships, don't forget the murder." Snapped Captains Salas' Chief Medical officer.
"Cho, I have not forgot." Raymundo chided his CMO, Cho'arie despite any serenity her quarter Betazed hearatege may have lent to her the three quarter Bajoran temper shown through through more often than not.
"Si, we are ordered to investigate as we are the best equip in the area. We will be entering the system in a matter of hours for our meeting. Telru, Cho, you will be accompanying me to the meeting with Admiral J'Val" Ray said as he walked toward the the exit. as he reached the door he flashed his staff a smile. come now this pony train dose not drive itself.
Captain Salas sat impatiently through the journey, trying to figure out any clue as to why an attack would take place anywhere near the Umoth system much less Umoth Prime. Yes, the system had colonies, but planets very poor on resources, so close to Federation space they have to know we're listening, and no military advantage to speak of.
Lieutenant B'Vok called back to the Captain "We're entering the Umoth system sir, making orbit around Umoth Prime."
Lieutenant Laura Grimes from the science console spoke up " Sir, no signs of Romulan ships; but there is phaser fire on the planet." Just as Lt. Grimes finished her comment and was about to change her status, a Romulan D'deridex decloaked at the ship's bow. Looking a little flustered thinking she made a mistake, she spoke with a softer tone "Its the Makar sir and Admiral J'Val is hailing us."
UMOTH PRIME; CARDASSIANS
At first Jevak thought he had time, watching the Romulan Soldiers some struggling to make any headway up the ridge, others just lingering at the edge of town, and nowhere near his friends. That was until the group at the edge of town vanished from exsistence only to appear halfway up the ridge. Suddenly what appeared to be a morning of entertainment turned into a serious issue requiring an urgent response.
He began running towards the caves to warn the others. He was afraid to shout out a warning that may help the Romulans locate the makeshift settlement. Running through the paths alerted Jevak of yet another problem, as pebbles and dirt were pushed down along the ledges as if something was knocking them out of place although nothing appeared to be in the area. Could this be what the Romulans are chasing? or worse, the Romulans found a way to create cloaked body armor. He sped up with greater urgency, the extreme heat of Umoth now after forty years began to tug away at his will. His lungs burned with the smothering humidity, sweat pouring like the waters from the air tube; time and again he wanted to quit yet he continued for the sake of the others.
He arrived at the first cave yelling over his exhaustion Gul Makvek!! Trouble!!, the Romulans are coming quickly they'll be here soon! The retired Cardassian officer replied You need to stop drinking Kanar, its effecting your head. The Romulans hadn't left their barracks during daylight since they arrived at the settlement. Either this was a joke or something bad really happened. Makvek stood up and headed to the door, What happened, did someone go into the city? A worn and ragged Jevak entered the door. panting heavily trying to get his words out. No, not us; I thought I saw Saw what demanded Makvek.
Jevak looked up with frightened eyes Jem Hadar. Makvek was stunned for a moment. What were the Jem Hadar doing here? A planet of waste. The retired Officer headed to his chest and pulled out an old Cardassian Uniform. It would never be complete without weapons, but those days were long past now. Jevak looked at him What are you doing? continuing to dress Makvek just snorted I'm going down to talk to the Romulans, You're going to gather the others and move higher up the ridge.
OCC- i tend to play i number of characters at once so here is a list of who i use and there base traits. Ray Salas is my PC and you can use my NPC's but keep them close to as i describe them and dont kill them please
<<Captain Raymundo Salas>> Captain
Hispanic Male: 29
Grew up on the plans of Sherman's Planet favorite activity's are riding horses, whiskey and and flying fighter craft on the holodeck.
-charming, soft wit, good listener, Tactical, practical
<<Commander Telru>> First Officer
Andorian Male: 47
Grew up on Andoria and survied as a beet cop for most of his career, till meeting then Commander Salas and after a mission together that led of Raymundo's first command he was moved to Star Fleet and given the rank Commander.
-Stalwart, spiritual, Street Smart, Intimidating
<<Lt Commander Macario 'Mac' Holt>> Chief Engineer
Italian Male: 38
The once Academay Dropout turned free trader turned Chief Engineer has had a spoted past but Raymundo would not have it any other way, in his opinion Mac can fix anything, build anything and between Telru and Mac get anything.
-jolly, the plan guy, mr fix it.
<<Lt Cho'arie>> Chief Medical Officer
Bajorin Female: 27
Rasied on Betazed in a Bajor settlements that grew out of the refuge camp that once inhabited the area, her maternal grandmother was a local Betazed doctor how tended the settlement and trained and helped her into Starfleet MED
-Quick tempered, loves a good laugh, compassionate
<<Lt. Shihab 'Chip' Alem >> Chief of Security
Arab Male: 20
a wiz at all things electronic his application to Star Fleet Academy was hacking the system with his own codes. his senior project was for the implantation for alle HOIS system in a star ships and his posting on the Archangel secured that ship to be his test bed.
-Hacker, Quickie, quiet, passive
<<Lt. Mitsuko>> Operations
Asian Female 21: Ships computer Avatar
The Archangel has been selected to pioneer a technological advancement known as HOIS (Holographic Officer Integrated System) she is hardwired into the ships main computer. capable of linking with a prototype mobile emitter wrist band that the away team carry's with them.
-logical, brisk, calm and level, Organized
<<Ensign Dillon Button>> Helm
Caucasian Risa Male: 19
All though he could have lived a life of ease and luxury, being that his family owned the biggest casino/resort chain on Risa Dillon ran away and joined Star Fleet. His youthfulness and juvenal antics hides a deeper wisdom.
-surfer, relaxed, man of few words
<<Ensign 'Pappy' Rick Blackwood>> Chief Science Officer.
Alpha Centauri Male: 53
Once a Teacher and Researcher at the Daystrum institute the tender age of 51 retired and joined Starfleet and landing a assignment on the Archangel, his main focus is in subspace mechanics and wormholes. As well as other astronomic anomaly's.
-Relaxed, Playful, cutting wit
Ray slowly let out the breath he had taken and loosen the his grip on the chair. True the ship was all ready at yellow alert but he had been so concerned of the Jem`hadar that he had negligeted to sweep for any Roumulan ships in the area. "On Screen Lieutenant, Admiral JVal, if you were a snake you would have bit me in the..well were here. however we should keep this as curt as possible seeing that there seams to be a battle on the ground. not to menchan that we may have some unfriendly's in the neighborhood"
Admiral JVal leaned back in his commander's chair, smiling. Captain, our compliments on your swift arrival. I'd be honored if you and your staff would accompany me in this evening's dinner. Be assured, there is plenty of Romulan Ale on board. As for the firing on the planet, just a few conspirators being dealt with."
The Makar: the captains table dining room.
later that evining the Captain and his first officer and CMO were at the captains table on board the Makar. Raymundo admired the architectural aspects of the room, the room spoke control the bold angles and spartan military colors gave it a feeling of order. Captain Salas sat on the left of the Roumulan commander. opposite the Admiral who sat to the commanders left.
"Admiral," Telru began. "What exactly is going on the planet below?."
Admiral J'Val gave the commander a noncommittal look but before answering the food arrived form the kitchens.
"Come friends, lets....whats the Federation tradition? A Coast? No...no...Yes! A Toast! to the strengthening of alliances and a future of joint endeavors."
The table members toasted and drank the light blue liquor.
Captain Salas was the first to break the following scilence. "Si, Admiral J'Val, please tell us of what is going on here and why we are needed?"
Admiral J'Val looked at Captain Salas and smiled You aren't like the other Federation Captains I've met before, you sound too much like a Vulcan. He casually grasped his hands together, and paused a moment looking around the table. He stopped his glance at Commander Tel'ru Sir, you are an Andorian correct?
Commander Tel'ru responded yes sir, I am Andorian and we have a keen sense when someone is avoiding the question sir. Admiral J'Val began a slight laughter with a sense of anxiety about his aura. The other Romulan officers began to chuckle as well. I hear the Andorians make a wonderful beverage as well, its said that in the 21st century an Andorian gave a Romulan some brandy and turned him into a Vulcan. The Romulans at the table began laughing hard at the comment, but Captain Salas maintained his straight face expecting a more military answer to his question. The table quieted down and the Romulans began eating their meal.
Captain, please enjoy your meal and I will share what I have regarding the situation. The Admiral slowly waved his hand across the table indicating that everyone should enjoy the meal. The Starfleet officers waited for Ray to take the first bite, but after a brief moment everyone began eating.
J'Val looked at Captain Salas. On stardate 25877.29 at approximately 2300 hours, one of our crew members identified two Jem Hadar vessels in this system. They appeared but for a moment then no trace of them since. The next morning at 0900 the Romulan Governor of the Umoth system was assassinated in his quarters. Since we have not seen any sign of the Jem Hadar after 2300, we assume that an unknown number of their species are still on the planet. Our scans haven't picked anything up and we believe they are being aided by a group of Cardassians which are living in those same mountains and resisting the order we are providing.
Commander Tel'Ru politely spoke up, Sir, our sensors picked up phaser fire on the planet along those ridges. The Admiral looked at the first officer for a moment Yes, I should have realized Starfleet's sensors are advanced enough to identify that. The other day we captured a few of the leaders of the rabble. They were tried according to galactic law, judged, and their sentences carried out. Tel'Ru followed up with another inquiry Sir, our sensors also indicated that only Romulans are residing in the colony, what happened to the Cardassians?
The Admiral sat back uncomfortably and then realized some of the officers at the table stopped eating. Please, Please enjoy yourselves. He called back to the service to refill the glasses with Romulan Ale.
What are you doing? continuing to dress Makvek just snorted I'm going down to talk to the Romulans, You're going to gather the others and move higher up the ridge.
Jevak and Makvek left the cave at the same time, while Jevak headed up the ridge; Makvek confidently headed down to meet the Romulan patrols. Jevak began running again, but stopped long enough to see the Colonies hero shot by a team of Romulan phasers. He struggled up the hill, but the patrols were moving faster as they would materialize further up. As one patrol was materialed in a sector of the ridge a second patrol dematerialized only to reappear even higher in a different sector. Jevak was able to reach and warn several families, but arrived at Lenzechak's cave too late. The charming instructor and a class of ten children missing with tablets broken on the floor and furniture tipped over in disarray.
The Makar: the captains table dining room.
Captain Salas looked to his right to watch his Chief Medical Officer. he hazel eyes were like stone. staring intently at the Admiral. hands gripping her knife and fork with a white knuckle grip. Raymundo know that he had to think quickly least this spiral into a diplomatic quandary.
"Well," said the Captain, leaning back esaly and pulling out his napkin and dabbing at his mouth. "Starfleets orders for me is simply the investigation Jem`Hadar activity's in the sector. the best place to start is on the surface. after all we can hardly learn with out... talking with all involved. And I am sure as you know the Praetors interests is to... keep the peace. Form our collective scans it does seam that the trouble makers or in the mountins. your men keep doing your thing and well send a small team behind there lines and work our magic, cut them off at the pass if you will" the captain gave a low chuckle at this. "My first officer will Take the Archangel and begin a sweep of the local systems for the rogue Jem`Hadar attack ships." The captain placed the napkin on his plate, downed the remainder of his ale, and flashed the Romulan's and smile. "Adios Admiral, if you excuses us."
the three officers filed out of the officer, Admiral J'Val with a angry look on his face. Telru looked at Cho'arie as they made there way toward the transporter room he watched as her shoulders and fists got tighter and tighter. as the party mertilized in the Archangels transporter room she turned to Raymundo and hissed, "How could they! Prophets damn them even though they are Cardassians the Romulans are no different form how the Cardassians treated the Bajorians.... they...they.....
Telru put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "let the dead rest, do what you can for the living"
Ray taped his comm badge, "Lt Alem, Mitsuko, report to transporter room 1" Command Telru, you have the com. Find those ships. well take the Peregrine Fighter, Richthofen, will set up a camp and get in contact over a secure channel." As he said this the two lieutenants walked in. "All righto then, i don't know what were ridding into but be prepared, saddle up and ride."
>>>Shuttle Fighter Richthofen<<<
The Richthofen broke below cloud cover as it made its decent over the baked desert landscape. from the captains view at the helm he got a good lay of the land. There was group cluster of out buildings that he knew lead to a interconnected subterranean network. To the East was rolling hills with the odd upthrust of broken rock. There was the continental dived to the west that created a series of jagged peaks and valleys for about a thousand Kilometers and stretched south and north as far as he could see. Further west of the mountains was a rolling sea of dunes. He Adjusted coarse for one of those valleys.
As the craft got closer he was able to see more detail. from a v shaped notch in the mountains there was a dam, form it flowed a small river that supplied most of the towns water. it snaked its way north of the town and feed a few farm steads that managed to cling to the barren land.
"Chip" Ray said, "what is your tactical thinking on this here LZ?"
Shihab shifted in his chair to where he could see a sensor read out of the area. "If there are still any living cardassians they would have fled to the most defensible area, which would be here." he said as he highlighted a area on the scanner map south west of the dam. "its the main source of water its closed off on three sides."
"Sir I'm seeing servile Life signs moving around about three quarters of the way down the mountain" Mitsuko added, " I can not get a good read being that most are under ground but i think that i am detecting still living Cardassins trying to escape. There are also eight Roumulan squads conducting a sweep of the cave network." The holo stopped for a moment to analyze. odds of the Cardassians making it to safety is statistically unlikely Sir.
"well we will just have to give the Roumulans something better to think about than the Cardassian Civies." Raymundo said rubbing his hands. "Mitsuko use the sensory data to estimate the next patrol pop in, Lt. Alem Set Fore Phaser array to .001% power. I'll sweep in low and see if we can buy some time, let play some good ol wack'a'mole!"
Three days of traveling up the ridge and trying to stay ahead of the patrols was taking its toll on the colonists as they traversed through the rough conditions. Since the escape began, the refugees lost fifteen members as the elderly couldn't maintain the pace. All that were left were twenty adult men thirty five women, and thirty children too young to attend classes.
The group was moving slow as the adults took turns carrying supplies and the toddlers up the draws. There were very few breaks during those days with the longest being an hour to change into heavy clothing as they were reaching the snow peaks and again to remove the extra weight once they cleared the extreme conditions. With the Romulan soldiers keeping pace, the group broke off into four smaller teams led by former Soldiers and survivalists each taking different paths to the Gultran farms.
Jevak chose to lead the smallest team with seventeen others to traverse the deep crevasses leading down the ridge. The former special operations ground combat specialist doubled the weight his group would carry to attempt to deceive the Romulans into thinking this was the main group. With difficult terrain any experienced team leader would understand the dangers of transporting through these areas.
Jevak's group was moving down the ridge struggline with every step; when a Romulan assault team began to materialize in front of them. For a moment he thought the group was done for, but as the Romulans became solid they were once again dematerialized and disappeared.
>>>Shuttle Fighter Richthofen<<<
Lieutenant Alam began tapping multiple keys, Captain Salas knew he was up to something but was amazed how quickly his junior was moving. He saw one othe person during his career move this quickly and that person was Captain Data.
What's going on Chip?, Alam continued with the keys We have a group of unarmed Cardassians and a Romulan patrol materializing slightly to our north sir. I'm hacking into the Romulan transporter system to obtain the patrol's signals.. A moment later Chip looked at the Captain I just sent them into the peaks sir, they'll be alright but very cold. This will bide us some time. If you want, there is just enough space to land this by the Cardassians but the shuttle is too small to carry all of them.
The group was stunned, what happened just now. Jevak knew the group had no weapons so the colonists didn't do it, could it be a problem with the Romulan transporter..that could be something no officer would wish on anyone. Just then a Shuttlecraft came into sight; it wasn't a Romulan.. It was Federation and as it passed overhead Jevak thought he saw a human make a casual wave or salute. Jevak's group was safe, but what about the others??
Lt Alem walked off the gangway of the Richthofen as the dust settled, HOIS wrist bad to see if Mitsuko picked up any further Romulan activity. he dobbled checked his phaser rifle settings and waved to Captain Salas to come out.
Ray stepping into the sun placed a straw hat on his head and nodded to Jevak and walked over and came to a stop and reached a hand out to the Cardassian, "Raymundo Salas, Captain of the USS Archangel" Looking Javak in the eye he frowned. "I am just sorry we could not get here sooner"
Umoth Prime Romulans
The transporter crewman was stunned, he just materialized a patrol at the western base of the ridge. Now his sensors were picking up Cardassians and two humans. The Romulan patrol on the other hand were being tracked 500 meters up the ridge in the blizzard conditions. Commander can you come here and look at this? Commander Vesna looked away from her map with a disciplined and practiced demeanour; there couldn't be something going on yet. The Cardassians hadn't completely crossed the ridge so they hadn't come to the town yet. She walked over to the transporter station and reviewed the records, everything leading up to this misplacement were accurate. Try transporting them to that location again, the crewman just looked blank at her and responded I tried Commander, but there is some sort of scrambler in the area that prevents me from locking on to their signals.
The Gathering Kullain Ridge
Jevak was accustomed to military shakes, so he reached out and clasped his hand around the human captains forearm. It took a moment to realize that humans shake with just their hands, but the captain was graceful in this mishap on Jevak's part. Welcome and thank you Captain, I'm former Glinn Jevak Third Order planetary special operations task force. That was a long time ago though. He looked at the Starfleet officer to react, but it was clear this Captain knew that you could take the Soldier out of the uniform, but you couldn't take the uniform out of the Soldier. Jevak felt he could get along with this man, but was still a little nervous to share everything he knew without learning more about this man. Have you found the Jem Hadar? the other day I was standing on the ridge watching the sunrise and thought for a slight moment that I saw two Jem Hadar materialize into the town. The next thing I know these Romulan patrols started chasing us. Because of the rough terrain, this group is trying to bait the Romulans into chasing us. The other groups have whats left of the women and children, any word on their status sir?
Before Captain Salas could respond, he was hailed by the Archangel. What is it Commander? inquired the Captain. Commander Telru here sir, we just had an unidentified trader enter orbit. We started scanning, but their hull prevents external scans. Following the attempt, Admiral J'Val hailed us and informed us that we were not to scan the traders as his patrol has physically inspected all cargo entering orbit.
Tleru sat in the command chair and watched as a civilian freighter dropped out of warp withing sensor range. "Ensign Blackwood, report." The Commander looked over to watch the aged man at his station key in a sensor sweep of the vessel, he frowned
"Commander" he said, "Their hull is plated ageist our sensors, some sort of alloy, lest one that is new to us."
Telru's antenna twitched in irritation. "If the Romulans were following there prototypical than the plantarie orbit should have been declared a no fly zone and all vessels detained, nothing gets in or out. This ship has some gusto to warp in, Helm lay in a intercept course." Telru leaned back in his command chair. but was soon inturupted.
"Commander." Ensign Dillon at the Helm replied. "The war-bird is moving to cut us off."
"Oh he is now?" Telru replied as Mitsuko announced that the war-bird was hailing the Archangel.
"Put him through"
Admiral J'Val appeared on the view screen, as he saw that it was Telru he expression turned smug. Telru glowered back.
"Commander, do not worry about the transport it is on official business of the Romulan Star Empire. we will conduct the inspection of the on board shipment to see that it is in line to our satisfaction. I do believe that your Captains orders were to investigate the neighboring systems for signs of the Jem`Hadar."
Telru knew that there was something not right on that ship, and as much as he would love to break down that unrelenting haughty air, he had to avoid a ought right conflict, for now. "Of course Admiral, i will leave you to your work, and we will be breaking orbit as soon as i get final clearance from Captain Salas"
Umoth Prime Kullain Ridge
"Commander Telru here sir, we just had an unidentified trader enter orbit. We started scanning, but their hull prevents external scans. Following the attempt, Admiral J'Val hailed us and informed us that we were not to scan the traders as his patrol has physically inspected all cargo entering orbit. Kind of reminds me of that time in New Calcutta "
Ray looked up at the sky as though he could see the drama unfolding in orbit above. "well what ever is in that ship will be dealt with in due time. find me those ships, i want to know where they are. you cant plan till all the pieces are on the board. well deal with the Murder investigation here, Salas out."
Raymundo turned and walked to Shihab, "Mitsuko, open a secure channel to the Archangel, link it directly to the bridge."
The short Asian nodded and disappeared much to the surprise of the Cardassians. and spoke form the wrist band saying that the channel was secure.
"Okey Telru, if you mentioned New Calcutta there must be something your not telling me." There was a pause as Telru thought of what to say. "Admiral J'Val know your orders, I don't think he meant to but he just knew too much to just guess form what was mentioned as dinner."
"So i guess it really is like New Calcutta, but remember this is not just some Syndicate Black Market forum where information is worth more than the drink you buy it with." Ray said brushing his hand reassuring against his phaser. "I doubt its hacking otherwise Chip and Mitsuko would have been on it fast... i dont know, i want to say i trust every member of my crew with my life but...." Ray let out a sigh, "The Tal Shier has was of geting information that we cant even think of yet....Listen, get out there and command as you would normally would, break orbit and start your search with where that ship came form. its a long shot but its a start. good will hunting. Salas out"
Mitsuko reappeared next to Lt Alem and Captain Salas turned around to look to see Jevak walk towards him "The sun is setting and we have much ground to cover if we hope to reach shelter."
Ray waved a hand assuringly, "were ready give the location we are trying to reach to my Lt here, he will fly ahead of us with my Chief Medical Officer... Cho? she still on the ship? OCC: Yes i forgot her but i ment to bring her Cho'arie poked her head out of the door of the Richthofen, ear rings glimmering in the fading light. She gave a cold look at the Cardassians and said, "if you have any wounded we have room for a few." and went back inside.
Jevak looked to the Captain and asked, "your coming with us?"
"Sure, a sunset mounten hike, sounds like fun"
After the invitation to place the injured into the shuttle, Jevak thought for a moment. He could have easily assigned the women in the group to take the trip, however this group was mostly former military and could make the hike. He looked at this new acquaintance for a moment; could he truly trust this human? The colonists trusted the Romulans so long ago and suffered because of it. He decided there was no choice, but to take that chance.
Captain Jevak walked over to a large stone and began to spread a hand written map This group is mainly trained in survival, we were attempting to lure the Romulans away from the weaker groups. We've been tracking three teams chasing us down this path. Thanks to your crewmember, one of them is out of the way for the moment. He pulled out a small vial of black liquid dabbed it onto the tip of his finger and painted three different and winding paths leading to the abandoned buildings. The weaker groups are following these trails, we're going to group up at the abandoned buildings and from there move through the tunnels underneath towards an ancient mining facility. Once we get into the tunnels, sensors can't track us. He pressed his pinky twice on one of the lines and once on a second. These groups have a large number of infants and toddlers, can your shuttle scout these and pick up the children at least?
Lt Shihab Lifted off in the Richthofen with Cho'arie and the wounded Cardassians. he will drop them off at the ron-de-view point and go back to collect the young and elderly. the fighter was only meant to carry two pilots and a dozen troops or so so they could never hope to shuttle everyone. And Raymundo knew that the longer the fighter stayed airborne the more likely it was to be detected by the Romulans.
"Javak", Ray asked pointing to the map, "I take it were moving to here." pointing to a area where to passes came close together and a outcrop overhung the valley.
UMOTH PRIME SPACE
Four Romulan shuttles connected to the trader, an hour later the original four departed heading to the planet as a second group made connection. Over eight hours the process of shuttle transfer items to the planet continued.
UMOTH PRIME PLANET ROMULAN
Commander Vesna was busier than normal; originally the quartermaster accepting cargo, since the Admiral's murder she was also coordinating tactical manuevers in an attempt to catch the conspirators. Not knowlegable about the various colonies or settlements of the planet, she struggled with decisions a more tactically experienced commander would. In all actuallity, Sub-Commander Dremoss was leading the movements yet in a very political fashion allowing Vesna to maintain command. We have four groups travelling different paths, one appears to have the ability to effect transporters. Are they heading in any direction? The computer screen had a map of Umoth Prime, but failed to provide the detailed terrain in order to predict movements. None that I can tell Commander, but there is a blip over here and it appears one group is heading towards that
Dremoss punched the keys on his pad connecting to the crewman's screen. Commander, it appears that this group is going towards Gultran Farms.
Now that was something that sparked a little suspicion; the Admiral had been sending deliveries to the farm for months leading up to his untimely demise. Maybe now it was time to investigate what these supplies were.
UMOTH PRIME PLANET CARDASSIANS/CPT SALAS
Jevak nodded to the Captain's inquiry. We will stop at the farm and wait for everyone to arrive. There is a hidden tunnel beneath the hay bales of the cyphon house which leads to ancient mines. We'll walk four days in the tunnels and its dark, damp, and very humid; but once we get in the tunnels we can move at a more liesurely pace.
Captain Salas understood gathering at the city, but everything appeared as though it were a secure position in all directions. The city looks fine, its a very defensable position that can provide plenty of time to respond to any threat approaching. Why do you plan on going into the tunnels? Jevak came to the same conclusion thirty years ago, until Jem Hadar found a way to transport in and kill two dozen Soldiers. It seems that these Romulans or...there was a pause which seemed like a lifetime Something has a cloaking body armor, in the open lands there will be easy traveling under cloak
. In the mountains their unfamiliarity with the terrain ended up kicking rocks or causing small land slides.. they were very subtle, but enough to give us warning. Only four of the colonists know about the tunnels two are now dead. Jevak paused again looking at the Captain Once in the tunnels, the Romulan sensors won't pick us up and the mines will also protect us yet we'll have to find ways to gather food and water.
Cardassian Group 1
UMOTH PRIME PLANET
Captain Salas listens to Jevak as he explained his plan to escape into the subterranean network once the Cardassian colonist had reach safety. The Captain agreed and picked up a rucksack that had been left by one of the injured, and fell in line with the old solder, he allowed so time to pass till he felt that it was appropriate to bring up his main purpose of making this trip. "the farmstead was owned by Admiral T'vess, what do you know of him?"
UMOTH PRIME PLANET/ CARDASSIANS AND CPT SALAS
Jevak smiled at Ray's comment, The Commander owned all of the dirt and rock of this planet Captain, owned it all with Romulan phasers. He was angry about this posting from day one, you see he fought against Sela and this was worse than death. His entire crew and others who fell out of favor were sent here with no way to leave.
Two hours of scaling down cliffs, moving through desert ravines, and talking about their pasts; the group finally arrived at the outskirts of the farm. Jevak stopped and knelt down, the rest of the group followed. He inhaled deeply, but concentrating very intently on something.
The former Cardassian Soldier spread his fingers out like an old peacock's train (tail) and stretched out his arms. The group spread out lining up flush with the leader and began lying prone against the desert sand. Ray saw this before, even had some basic training on this; but never had a practical opportunity to use it. Jevak noticed the intense interest on the Captain's expression wanting to participate and maybe not sure whether to do so. Captain, Jevak motioned to approach him; come Ray moved closer to Jevak and began to follow the Soldier's lead.
He was about to smooth out the sand where his head would rest upon, but Jevak stopped him. Any slight altering of the terrain glares out like a super nova to ground troops. Jevak closed his eyes and slid his hands under the sand like a scorpion setting his trap, Ray mimicked each move. Now concentrate Ray, can you feel the grains traveling along the desert? what do you... a few seconds pause when Jevak's mien changed more seriously SMELL Captain, what do you smell?
Raymund focused, yes he could feel some movement, he even felt the footsteps approaching ever so slightly, and for a moment he could smell. Romulan spiced Tea being brewed?
At that moment an unfamiliar female voice spoke up Very Good Captain, you are correct about the tea, I'm Commander Vesna; The Romulan Star Empire wants to thank you for collecting this group of conspirators.
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