USS Skytoucher - Mission 4 : The Loxian Peace Treaty

[Will Robinson]

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Quote: from Loxians on 7:55 am on Nov. 19, 2003 Zentox follows Robinson into the turbolift heading to the quarters assigned to him. "Mr. Robinson, I never had a chance to thank you for all your help. In name of my people, we are very grateful to you and are in your depth. If one day we can make our homeworld Loxius a free place for everyone again, then I vow to you right now that a statue of you will be placed right next to the statue we shall place in the Great Temple of the Goddess Tazay." Zentox smiled. "Imagine it... a huge, magnificent temple... now neglected by the corrupted government, being fully restored, and in the middle a huge statue in stone, with the text: 'Burma The Messiah, who delivered our people from the suppression'. And next to it, your statue with the text:  'Robinson The Strong, the faithful companion of Burma, who helped our people to win back their freedom'. Ah I can see it before me, it will be magnificent!"

Will sorta blushes.

"That wouldn't be necessary Zentox. The experience is more than enough."

Will and Zentox approached the VIP Quarters.

"Here we are."

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(Edited by Will Robinson at 7:28 pm on Nov. 23, 2003)

[Skon]

Skon heads for the turbolift.

Sickbay

The doors open and Skon enters the Sickbay. He looks around and catches the eye of a young Ensign.

Skon: Ensign, has the Captain been prepared for transport to Station Avalon?

Ensign: Yes, sir.

Skon: Very well. We shall proceed. Please make certain that all of the Captain's medical records are transferred to the station as well.

Ensign: Already done, sir...We...I...hope he will be okay.

Skon: Hope is illogical, Ensign, but I share your concern. These are dangerous times, and it would be...unfortunate...if Starfleet lost one of its best officers. But the Captain is resilient and the medical facilities on Station Avalon are excellent, so the chances of the Captain's recovery are quite good. Now, let's get him over there so he can receive some help.

=A=Skon to transporter room=A=

Two to beam to Avalon's Medical Center.

=A= Skon Out=A=

Skon and the Captain dissolve into the ether

[Roland Burma]

I intend to turn him over to my superiors for further interrogation.

As for your situation, I think that we can accomodate you and anyone you wish to bring aboard. That treaty idea sounds like a great thing that could help out this region. You are welcome to stay aboard our ship as my personal guest, so anything you need you can have.

*he turns towards his crew*

Once the Loxians have been safely transported off this ship set coordinates for Avalon, warp 3.

Ohh, and how is our Captain doing?
=^= Burma to sickbay status on Captain McKinley, has he been revived ? =^=

[Will Robinson]

"Right away sir."

Will raised the ship alert to red.

Com : "RED ALERT RED ALERT, WE ARE AT RED ALERT."

The wondered yellow glow turned to the nervous red glow.

Will : "Shields and Weapons ready Commander."

[Roland Burma]

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maybe after this mission you might get a promotion:)

[Niles]

Ah yes, That would be quite grand, might I suggest a bit of Klingon Cuisine?  I here that Kor the manager of the Klingon Restaurant has some fine Klingon food, How about going to the Klingon Restaurant?

[Roland Burma]

Yes sir, ship XO here.

I am sorry I must have been caught up in all the excitement on the station.

[Jonathan Mason]

yes sir, warp 6

*the ship moved up to warp 6*

[Roland Burma]

are we still gonna test our weapons?
cuz if we are not I'll go to my quarters.

[Rasmain]

"I merely wanted to state the risks sir, not to discredit your career. If I have offended you in any way, I do apologize"

[Will Robinson]

Will cautiously walked onto the bridge. He knew he didn't belong there, but he wanted to have a look.

A couple minutes later...

Will took one last observation of the bridge crew, and made a discrete exit.

[Will Robinson]

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"Shields and weapon systems at full sir."

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[Loxians]

*After some lengthy strategy discussions with commander Burma...*

"Very well, commander, thank you for listening. One last point I wanted to tell you, before I return to my ship. If their second ship arrives before you have been able to beam your captain back, let us agree that my ships will deal with the newcoming ship. This way, you can keep focussing on getting your captain back before it is too late, as the ship he is on is dead in the water anyway, and we will only have to worry about disabling their second ship, before they can do any damage to us.
Do you agree with that, commander?"

[Roland Burma]

You mean as  a human?  I would have to say no, but the Federation would say yes, so we must continue on, keep me informed Commander.

[Loxians]

*Zentox sits down and sighs*

"I have told my story over and over again, to whoever will listen, and I will tell it again to you now.

Loxius has been governed by a planetary government for a long time, long before I was born even. This government was an attempt to unite all the Loxian tribes on our homeworld, and to end the everlasting fights between the tribal chiefs.
The fights ended, allright, and the government ruled strict to keep it so. But power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. The government began to abuse their powers, and they began to profile themselves almost like gods!
Life on our homeworld was reformed into what THEY wanted it to be. No other opinion or lifestyle was allowed any longer,and would not be tolerated. They would not tolerate anyone to oppose them, so that they would remain unrivaled forever. And they succeeded at that, even up to today. People live under a dominating rule on Loxius, and are not allowed to be who they are, think what they want, do what they want.
Even worse: if you presume to oppose the government in any way at all, you are punished severely. Either that means death sentence, or exile. And I am the latter.
Those Loxian ships would like nothing more than to see me dead, because I don't the way they do, I don't do what they want me to do. I am exiled for being who I am, for wanting to be free. And though I gained that freedom through exile, it costed me my wife, who was murdered in front of me, and my children who are now brainwashed and government puppets, and I will never see them again I suppose. And my freedom has yet another price: my life has now but one purpose, which is SURVIVE. I am, as well as all other Loxian exiles you see here, chased until we die, and if we don't die because of that, its because of lack of food. Harsh conditions make a man harsh too. So I hope that you understand now, why we did what we had to do."