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.

*Finishes mouth full of sundae*
My name is simply Huw...
I don't know my full name, i was brought up by foster parents, they called me Huw,
So then... Guided tour sounds like fun
First things first, where is the armoury?

*Follows the Lt.*
*Starts talking about how he graduated top of the year in marksman class*

Cool ship, nicely built, with all those hidden extras...

*Arrives at the mess hall*
Lt. Brooks? Where are you?
*Looks around*
Ah sod it,
*goes to replicator*
Gin and Tonic, Chocolate Fudge sundae
*Goes to a table and eats and drinks*

*Huw appears at the captains office door and sheathes his Katana*

Arm yourselves people, we have unkown hostiles, i think most of the crew are incapacitated. Who here is medic trained? I have a crewman in need of aid

*walks into the briefing room and sits down at his chair*

So, what shall we do today?

*ears prick up* Weapons?

*grins* Would you like me to check them out?

*Touches katana to transport belt and it dissappears*

*Big smile on his face*

Thank you sir, you don't know how much this means to me, especially by passing Lt JG, thank you.

*Strolls confidently to the security station*

Ok Phoenix, lets show them what we can do...

*Taps a few buttons*

Phase cloak, online
Phasers, online
Photon torpedos online
Quantum torpedos online,
Point defense shields online
Thermolitic device online...
Omega 13 online...

All tactical systems are fully operational, however internal defences are at 90%, everything but the mess hall's sentry turrets are working.

OFF: Can we do it in this thread? as it gets annoying going from thread to thread...

Ah, finally a crew... The last time I saw this many people on board DS 12 was under attack *pauses* Wait a minute, no it couldnt be under attack again

*Picard shakes his head*

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*Shakes everyones hands*

Pleasure to meet you all, as i am the only surviving crew member at the moment, i think it would be wise to setup your access codes and clearance levels.

OFF: Parents surprised me with a holiday to somerset (england) so sorry for the lateness, they dont have the internet down there, its all backwards...

*Huw strolls on to the bridge*

Ah, sorry about that Captain Picard, i was busy with some internal security matters,

*eyebrow raises*

Who are these people?

OFF2: Can i please have a quick sitrep

What shall we do now sir? Shall we find the persons responsible for this and teach them a lesson?

*taps some buttons*

Sensors show there are no ships within range.

Although there is the possibility of a cloaked ship, but i am un able to detect anything like that.

Ok, Jorak, help me secure this area...

OFF: PM me to tell me what i am supposed to find

*on the transporter pad, everyone starts pulling out phasers, Huw pulls out his Katana*

Ok, here we go.

*Beams over*

@ ==^==
@ I am aboard
@ ==^==

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Ensign: Ok sir, looks clear

*blast marks all over the walls*

Huw: Shutup ensign...

Ensign: oh, sorry my bad.

Ok you secure here I will scout ahead

*A crewman crawls out from under a table*

Crewman: Please help me, it was the... *feints*

==^==
Huw to Phoenix, medical emergency
==^==

(Edited by Huw at 8:10 pm on Jan. 17, 2005)

I have been on this ship longer than anyone, I know her inside and out *hits head on bulkhead*

Yeouch!

Shall we continue with the systems check?

Whos in ops?

Beginning scans of DS5

*disengages phasecloaks, and turns off anything a regular starfleet ship shouldnt have*

Ok, they should think we are regular starfleet now