Mission 1

[Alexei Chekov]

OFF: I thought only the Dragon could split... I've not seen anything about splitting on this ship's description... though we do have an ablative armor that makes us almos invincible against cardassians...

[Alexei Chekov]

Mr. Mason, there is no need to get out of your post... I am sure Lt. Blake will report anytime soon. And by what I have seen on my console, no critical decks were hit.

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: is everyone on holidays or something? lol

[Rugal]

*Grinn*

Hm... One of them say it is just a ordinary ship, yet the other tell me nothing is ordinary on it. That, and that they dont have the ordinary uniforms on them tells me that the Lt tells the truth. Thank you Lt.

*Sits down.*

I guess you are in Intell, I got sojme reports on this ship, although I never though it was real....

[Mason]

*Mason acknowledges Hew and Svenson, and relives himself from duty*

Hew...Hold on a sec, while I change into my attire.

*Mason begins to undress, whilst quickly grabbing a piece of loin cloth, which was to become a pair of socks in time, but now as things on the ship begin to excite him more and more he puts his past interest of knitting on hold for a while, off-course now wishing he hadn't. He swiftly flings the loin cloth round his waist and attaches the ends together with a knot. The soon to become socks now suited the occasion as a pair of shorts. It came half way down his thighs, revealing his strong muscular, yet athletic pair of legs, which remained hidden, till now. The cloth red in colour, stood out brightly in his tanned skin and if with composed embarrassment he turned to face Hew. *

So...how do I look?

*Mason enters the hollodeck as he shrugs of a towel covering his body, and naturally leans across a wall only to retract just as quickly as the cold surface of the wall touching upon his warm flesh sends a cold chill running down his spine. Mason's torso now fully bare reveals hints of what his life was like, which he preferred to keep hidden to every-one, including himself. A once deep scar runs up across his body, beginning from his right chest and ending near his left shoulder. *

..........

*He quickly glances over to Hew, smiling away any past memories which were dwindling in his mind.*

Hmm....You are probably wondering why I chose this outfit. Well its simple, I have no other.

*A faint smile almost turning into a chuckle rises across his face as he walks deeper into the hollodeck*

Hew...I am willing to learn. Teach me about phasers and grenades, if you can. Off course I can't learn everything, but I need to know enough to beat some Cardassian be-hind.

*Mason coolly enters his fighting stance and allows the adrelollin to pump through his veins as it is not hate that drives Mason anymore...it is Justice.

[Alexei Chekov]

Admiral, Captain, after you. *gestures indicating the way to his office*

OFF: My office has been unlocked so that we can have the meeting there*

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: have a nice holiday Huw http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

"Very well, lets beam down. Energize!"

OFF: the others please participate too, we need to work together to get this mission completed.

[Peter Svensson]

"Evacuate the people?" he looks confused. "What do you mean? And what happened to all those Cardassians?"

OFF: Rugal let me know he can't be online for the coming 2 weeks since he's moving.

[Peter Svensson]

*eyes ensign Huw*

"Little monkey? You surely are in the right place, here in sickbay. What is going on with him, doctor?"

[Mason]

OFF:  LOL, I had to make up a starbase. I didn't know it would be taken this seriously.
I had a choice between the numbers of 1 and 100. So I liked the sound of starbase 12. (thats how I came up with the name)

Mason runs a diagnostic check of the scanners.

Ahhha, the scanners where WAY off. I have just re-aligned them. Lack of maintenance I see in the engineering department.

Sir, The scanners now read that we are at Federation Starbase 6.

That sounds better, according to our records we travelled over 10 light years. This is fairly accurate.

Sir, may I recommend that we get her MOT and make sure she is space worthy while docked here.

OFF. I must apologise to the engineering crew. You are all doing a fine job.

[Mason]

OFF: sorry I've been away recently. I had to sort out my University stuff.

*Mason waits on the Bridge and walks over to his terminal*

What the.... I swear that ship weren't there before.

*Mason looks over the bow of the ship*

Sir, This ship that has just decloaked... well to say the least it's big. I'm reading multiple phaser banks and some sort of strengthened hull.

Captain, I also read a transport signature just as the ship decloaked.
What happened down there? No transport was authorised, was it?

And what the #### is that ghost ship doing there and who does it belong to?

[Rugal]

Why shall you do that? Just ask me the qeuastion man! =P

BTW, it is FIS, not FSSS. http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> (GOT to start with a FSS page soon...)

[Mason]

*As Mason lies there motionless, he begins to think to himself*
I'd better learn how to fight better in the future. I sure could use Huw's help in this field*

*Mason begins to talk aloud to the doctor*
Thx Doc. I am feeling better. How much longer before I am as good as new.

OOC: Go ahead Mr. Ellis.  Mason we're not in Federation space anymore.  We are in a new galaxy, somewhere that no one has never been.

IC:

"Mr. Mareel, I want a scan of the planet," Kenji said.

"Aye sir, scanning now," Jaster told Kenji, "It is a class-M planet, population of two million."

"Thank your Mr. Mareel," Kenji said, "Mr. Mason you have the bridge, number one your coming with me."

"Where to captain?" Kassandra asked.

"To the planet, we're going to meet these people," Kenji said.

[Mason]

*Mason walks onto the bridge*

'Mason reporting for Helm's officer, Sir'

*Mason takes a good look around his new crew members, and acknowledges each member as he says their name*

Mr. Brook, Director Svensson, and oh look a familiar face, glad to see you tagged along Maguid.

*Mason turns to the captain and his mind begins to wonder*
'Well I've been on this ship from day one, and let me be the first to tell you, she is a beauty.'

'No one knows better than I how to control her. For I have manoeuvred her out of a space dock with a blindfold on and steered her through a meteor shower. She is one fine ship.'

*Mason sautés the captain whilst standing up straight and waits for a reply*