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# 6741
04-25-2013, 05:52 PM
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Terrace now holding a dressing to where his hand use to be.

Terrace: blast it all what the ...

Wolf : sir we should get you down to the med bay.

Terrace: have all sectors secured. I want a sit rep sent to me in med bay.

Ops : aye sir.

In the turbo lift

Wolf: are you going to say it

Terrace: what commander

Wolf: never mind. We do have auxiliary power back.

Terrace: why me. That twice now.

Wolf: we will check with our sources sir.

Doctor: what the hell happened to you.

Terrace: just patch me up doc.
Security guard: Did they find all those shifters?

Guard B: No.. But we are pretty banged up right now...
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# 6742
04-25-2013, 05:59 PM
Terrace is talking with wolf as the doctor applies an artificial hand.

Terrace: do full sweeps of the ships and check every nook and cranny.

Wolf : I already have men on it.

Doctor: hold still if you want this to go on right and don't want the nurse to damage your leg even more.
" great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame"
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# 6743
04-25-2013, 07:07 PM
Doctor : well that's all I can for now admiral

Terrace gets up slowly favoring his leg that had been shot and testing his new hand as wolf hands him another pistol.

Terrace loads a clip into the handle.

Terrace: have we caught anyone yet.

Wolf : not yet
" great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame"
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# 6744
04-26-2013, 07:08 AM
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*OOC: They are on the shuttle already?*

Klingon: We are heading out of here as fast as we can. Much has been given already. Markon.. Take the co pilot seat... It is going to get bumpy..

Sarkon: *Is silent brooding and in misery*
Markon: Perhaps not.

*Markon puts on a mischievous grin as the Bat'rak decloaks in front of them, opening her Bay to receive them. The Bat'rak then cloaks and heads back to the Imperial/Feudal Rendezvous Point.*

OOC: Sorry, had to get a way to drag this out over 2 days for Sam's storyline.
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"Logic and War are old enemies"

Vice Admiral Soval - Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Bunker Hill
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# 6745
04-26-2013, 08:02 AM
It's all good man.
" great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame"
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# 6746
04-26-2013, 08:10 AM
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Terry: *Mental persona in her mind*: Oh course...

Lexi: *In her mental persona in Sam's mind*: *Embraces her to make her feel better...* My brother and I are in many places Sam, but as our father would do he would tell you deep down you would know what your place is deep down..

Terry: He would say that. But he would want you to realize it yourself.

Lexi: We do need you as much as T'mar Sam... You might feel at least some peace of mind.
*Sam smiles before looking out the window as the ship drops to sub-light.*

David: All hands, we are now approaching Starbase 5. All Officers transferring to R.S.S. Hood report to Transporter Rooms 1, 2, 3 and 4.

*5 minutes later, Sam steps off a turbolift and into a corridor to see 2 long lines of the crew along each wall.*

Officer: Attention on deck!

*The officers all snap to attention.

Sam takes a deep breath before walking between the 2 lines, each crewmember saluting her as she passes. She eventually reaches the Transporter Room to find David, Dana, T'mar, Mitchell, Andrews and the Transporter Chief waiting for her. David salutes before walking over to her and shaking her hand.*

David: It's been an honour serving with you, Captain.

Sam: The honour was mine, Commander.

*Sam steps onto the Transporter Pad and looks at T'mar.*

T'mar *Telepathically*: Good luck.

David: I'll keep the Captain's Chair warm for you, Captain.

Sam: Don't wait too long, David.

*David nods before Sam turns to Ramez.*

Permission to Disembark?

Ramez: Granted.

*The Transporter Chief activates the console and links with his counterpart on the Hood.*

Transporter: Ready when you are, Captain.

Sam: Energise.

*Sam is beamed out. A long moment of silence passes before David looks at the crew behind him.*

David: Dismissed.

*Most of the crew files out, except for T'mar, who steps over to David and looks at him.*

Do you think she's gonna be okay?

T'mar: I don't know.

*The two look at each other for a moment.*

David: Dinner?

T'mar: Sure. Crew Lounge?

*The two walk out.

R.S.S. Hood, 2 days later. Sam is in one of the Guest Quarters, watching an RNN Broadcast.*

RNN Reporter: And speculation continues on the situation at the archaeological dig on Icara VII. Doctor Monroe, the Chief Archaeologist, has refused to comment on the deaths of several of the team's members.

In other news, the Republic Transwarp Network has been reopened to civilian traffic...

*She hears the sound of the door chime, before muting the broadcast.*

Sam: Come in.

*Hawk walks in.*

What the hell are you doing here?

Hawk: Maybe you forgot that I have a team waiting for me back on Khitomer?

Sam: Right. Sorry.

Hawk: Wanna talk?

Sam: Sure.
My Fan Fictions

"Logic and War are old enemies"

Vice Admiral Soval - Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Bunker Hill
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# 6747
04-26-2013, 08:18 AM
Terrace is soon back on the bridge. Wolf and some of the 501st th?re as well

Terrace: status report.


Officer: sir we ae ready to bring the core back online.

Terrace: do it.

Soon the primary power comes back on all over the ship.

Terrace: set course for the nearest starbase for repairs.

Helm: aye sir.
" great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame"
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# 6748
04-26-2013, 08:54 AM
The ship soon arrives at the station and repairs start rigt away. Terrace sits in his conference room sipping some telyran brandy. As his console beeps.

Terrace: code alpha delta 369

A older man appears in the screen

Terrace: admiral garter. I hope you have good news.

Garter: well that depends on your view of good. But no none of this is good. There have been attacks all over the empire.

Terrace: any intel on why they want me dead.

Garter: no nothing yet. Besides your one of the highest ranking officers in the empire.

Terrace: well keep at it I want to know why I'm a target.

Garter : I would stay on your guard.

Terrace pulls out his pistol

Terrace: I plan to.

Ooc: going to work now will post in a couple hours when I go on break.
" great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame"
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# 6749
04-26-2013, 11:05 AM
*Sarkon is sitting in misery in guest quarters more weight on his shoulders... *

*Servant walks in*

Servant: Is there anything you need sir?

Sarkon: No..

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# 6750
04-26-2013, 11:11 AM
*Wax takes a Comm on the Imperial Capitol world as he feels the death that has transpired around an inkling as he is not around frames as of late. He dials in the Bat'rak*

Wax: Markon.. Come in Markon.
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