Mission 5 "The Great Blue Yonder"

[Simon Rajnus]

((Im going to take command of the Lothlorien JUST! until Bode is able to post again.))

"Helm, set course and engage warp 8." Simon said as he walked down to the command chair, then sat in it feeling good to be back in the chair even if it will be temporary.

"Yes sir, Setting course and engaging warp 8, Aye.  ETA 6 hours." the helmsmen called out.

[Simon Rajnus]

"Each person, Commander? so you want to turn our crew into lab rats, is it?" Simon said hiding the fact he was joking despite the serious look he had on his face.

[Balkazar]

<Staring threw the bushes and trees that he was using as cover as the marines continued to pelt the area with mortar.  Balkazar noticed a weary Raszagal come threw the trees and approached his position>

"Raszagal, is their someway we could jury rig the units armor to run off your abilities? Im sure our Engineers would love to get their hands on their technology to try and figure something out to assist us.  Not to mention it would keep them busy for awhile.  So, The General wants this ship intact but im afraid he didnt specify the exact condition.  Im assuming he wants it fixable, so we could do enough damage to make it fixable and servicable.  So how do we disrupt their cloaking fields.  Or at the very least turn their cloaking fequencies to a spectrum that our helmets can pick up.  Can this frequency also be salvaged from their armor, Raszagal.  Im sure they would have had some sort of computer in their possession that would reveal this lil tid bit or SOMETHING! to assist us in this problem." Balkazar asked as he felt his symbiote heal his shoulder wound that he had previously received.

[Nathen Keller]

*...As the good colonel walked in the seven foot man wearing full green body armor turned from his gaze out of the port window. He turned and his face was masked by a reflective gold glass and green helmet. He almost seemed like a robot but he was a cyborg. A Newly developed cybernetic super soldier. His second chance at life was only permitted through the painstaking surgery procedures and training to undergo such a physical transformation. By this Major Nathen Keller of the Seventeenth Marine Battalion of Starphoenix is now Lt. Colonel Nathen - 017 of the First Cybernetic Division of Starphoenix...*

[Simon Rajnus]

((Im going to speed things up a lil bit))

<Once the Heraan ship was fixed to make it Slipstream capable.  With Raszagal at the helm they sped their way threw slipstream towards Avalon station.  Soon they were near Starfleet space in the neutral zone and were a couple minutes from the Starfleet borders>

"Razsagal, send a message to all federation ships and Avalon station and inform them that we will be crossing into Federation space soon with a commendeered Heraan vessel.  Then inform them I need to see Admiral Karellia upon my arrival." Simon ordered Razsagal.

[Raszagal]

Raszagal tapped a few commands on the alien control console, and the message was sent, already translated into Federation Standard for the benefit of the ops officers there.

"I've given them the signature of our pulse beacon, they'll see us coming."

[Balkazar]

"Thank you, Lt.  Go and take care of the rest of the wounded, then keep an eye on that CMO under Rajnus.  I dont trust him, hes too.......Confrontational towards the marines." he said as he left to pay his respects to the fallen marines.

[Raszagal]

Raszagal almost replied, but shrugged off the insult. "I'll take the driver's position. HK, you man the turret."

The slender Gallifreyan climbed into the driver's chair of the large truck, while the copper-hued droid hoisted himself onto the bed of the vehicle, and powered up the phaser turret.

"Brace yourselves," she said, and gunned the throttle. The enormous, 34-inch tires dug into the loose dirt, and spit gravel behind the Puma as it raced off toward the forest edge.

[Voyager]

((OOC: Aww...a bioship would have been so much more interesting...))

Dolan carefully monitored the Heraani ship's movements.  They were indeed powering up weapons, but they were also launching about half a dozen smaller vessels, about the size of a shuttle, who also began powering weapons.

[Dar'Nas]

"We are almost ready to disarm the self destruct system, however we will have limited time in which to perform that task. Routine repares ar being performed through out the ship. As for estimated time of arrival to DS Avalon, I am unaware of that current progress. I will keep you posted on our progress." Dar'Nas stated blandly as he walked into Engineering to retieve some tools.

[Raszagal]

Raszagal stumbled from the wreckage of the Lothlorien, making her way over to the Colonel and Lieutenant Moore.

"The Heraan," Moore said. "There were commanders in the battle, there must be some with some of their cloaking armour. We might be able to salvage some of the units, fit them to some of our marines."

Raszagal poked in. "Lieutenant, if I may? The Heraani active camoflage devices are dependent on their user's psionic powers. To a psionic inert like the marines here, it would be useless, much like the energy blades.

[Thomas Richards]

Tom had been working hard on the ship's systems, trying to find something that he could get operating that would help them. Phasers were almost completely out of the question, as they were either all buried, powerless, or just not there, sheared off in their descent and crash landing. They had also been the first thing the Heraan had aimed for in their attack.

"GOT YA!" he yelled, as a small section of his screen started to show some fluctuating power readings.

"Sir!" he cried out to the Admiral. "I can get the deflector working for one short pulse. It'll fry out most of the circuits for the dish, but I can use it like a shock wave, and push the Heraan back. It'll take four minutes to charge the dish sufficiently for the pulse!"

The uncharacteristic outburst shocked him. Normally he was calm and collected, even in battle. He'd have to take some time out as soon as he could and calm his emotions. Though that would probably be quite a while.

=/\="Bridge to all Starfleet and Marine forces outside of the ship. Begin moving back towards the ship immediately. Try and get inside, or as close to the hull as you can. Bridge out."=/\=

He hoped that his trick would cause enough of a lull in the Heraan's offensive to allow the Marines to strike back. He noticed on the sensors though some life signals near the deflector dish. Anyone that close when the pulse went of would likely be killed.

=/\="Major. You'll have to start moving your Marines inside the ship, that close to the deflector dish on the outside of the ship......wouldn't be pleasant."=/\= he  said. He knew there was a large hole in the dish, hopefully they could hold them off from just in there until he could initiate the pulse.

He began the painstaking process of charging the dish, ready for when the Admiral gave his approval, if he was concious enough to do so. He had taken a pretty bad strike to the head.

[Simon Rajnus]

"Computer, Seal the door Simon498-Beta451.  Privacy mode.  Notify me if anyone wishes to enter without permission." Simon told the computer.

"Privacy mode engaged, Doors sealed." the computer called back.

<Simon leaned back in his chair and looked at Aariya up and down just staring at her for a few seconds>

[Andrew Yates]

*...Yates let out a  sigh and he looks to Powell then the rest of the officers on the bridge...*

"I will explain as soon as we have established a ALPHA-TWO LEVEL FOUR security level."

*...He looks around and waits for all the junior staff to leave the bridge. HK included...*

"Computer, recognize Yates 096alpha76beta3939charlie security level five access."

Computer: Confirmed.

"Computer brief me on situation "Omega"."

Computer: The presence of the Ompega partical has been detected approximatly 4 light years from our current location in the current course. Prime Directive order have been overrided and Omege Directive has been established. Destruction of the omege partical must be carried out as a HIGH priority order.

"Computer, were is the partical located?"

Computer: Starfleet Research and development Platform Oakly in orbit of Planet Oakly.

*...Yates put his hand to his brow and sat in the guest officers chair adjacent to the command chair...*

"Computer unlock all systems and disengage Omega lockdown."

Computer: Confirmed.

*...The lights dim back up and the consuls and systems are returned to their previous state. yates stands and looks to the officers on the bridge...*

"As I have expected. Our reseachers on Oakly have created an Omega. Which would explain the Heerani's intrest in the system. We do not have the time to call in omega specialist. The closest one we have here is General Powell. We will use his expertise to eliminate the partical ASAP. We cannot risk the Heeran getting a hold of this. If they suceed then the federation is over as you know it. This is not to leave the bridge or your minds what so ever. If so you will bedischarged and outcast and forgotten. Do I make myself clear?"

*...Andrew stood and had a stern adament look on his face...*

[Thomas Richards]

Tom nodded silently. He'd run a sensor sweep after the briefing, double-check the computer's initial readings. For now, he sat back and listened quietly to the rest of the briefing.