Mission 12: "When It Rains..."

[Taurik]

"All stations, go to yellow alert. Keep up constant scans for cloaked starships."

(OFF: Just FYI, yellow alert involves shields at full power, and weapons at 20% or so. Just wasn't sure if anyone knew that.)

[Larial]

"Then I shall do so." stated Larial.

Closing her eyes, Larial created a subspace link between herself and the Main Computer of the USS Rivendell.

===Optical Overlay===

>Connecting to host computer<
>Connection established<
>Accessing internal and external sensor protocols<
>Access confirmed<

Larial was now connected with the ships internal and external sensor grid. All in all the USS Rivendell was a superbly built vessel for humans, but there were certain alterations that would make the vessel more efficient. Also there were repairs that should be done to increase the vessels performance.

===Optical Overlay===

>Disconnecting with host computer<
>Disconnected<
>Returning to normal operating procedures<

Larial opened her eyes and looked at Morgan.

"I have finished my scans, there are several micro-fractures on the hull that should be repaired. Three EPS conduits are working below normal operating specifications, they are in section 25, deck 5 and section 12, deck 2. The Main Computer Core's Operating System has several corrupted files. The external sensors are out of alignment by 0.023 microns. As to the efficiency of the vessel, the Warp Nacelles should be further apart than they are for a more efficient Warp Field generation and the Impulse Engines should be ion based."

Larial got up off the chair to allow her father to take his station back.

"But maybe that is just me."

[Givrillian Sarpedon]

"Initiating Jump." Sarpedon said, after the drive had had it's required one minute warm up cycle. Initiating the command on his console, the new programming started to work. Within seconds, a fully formed wormhole had formed infront of the ship, and the Rivendell glided through.

[Taurik]

Taurik paused for a moment before blankly turning to T'lana. "I apologize, I was concentrating on our current situation. So far, we have no leads to the location of this alien territory."

Taurik thought for a few moments more. "Perhaps the examination of a Heraani database would help. Mr. Sarpedon, set a course for the Federation planetary base Red Acropolis. Engage at warp eight."

(OFF: Red Acropolis is the Federation codename for the Heraani fortress that Starfleet "liberated" in our last mission.)

[Morgan Freeman]

"Aye sir"  Morgan said as he pushed a few buttons "Engaging tractor beam."  A blue beam grabbed the fighter and gently rotate it towards the Rivendell's main shuttle bay.  Morgan locked down access to the bay before switching to the landing assist tractor to bring the fighter in.  "Alright, they bay is locked down to your access only captain."

[Taurik]

"You are onboard a starship of the United Federation of Planets. Perhaps if we knew where you came from, we could try to locate it in our cartography database."

[Chaya Sar]

Chaya Sar yawned and then felt a little subconscious that she did so. Sliding off the Viper, Chaya nodded to Taurik and chased after Morgan.

"Mind if I watch?"

[Taurik]

(OFF: Sorry for the long wait. With the launch of the new version of Mac OS X, I've been busy at work.)

"Enter."

[Chaya Sar]

Chaya Sar gestured with her hands as she explained.

"Jedi scholars have tried to come up with that very answer. The closest answer anyone has come up with, is that the force is an energy field, a universal life force of living energy. Life creates it and in turn, it creates life."

Chaya continued, "To many superstitious sapients in my galaxy it is magic. To the Jedi it is a unifying field of living energy. Those like many who are force-sensitive, can manipulate the force, bending it and in turn everything else to our will. But the force also speaks to us, telling us it's will, but in subtle ways."

Chaya Sar looked at a PADD on the desk and a two seater form couch behind her.

"Accessing the force you can achieve feats that are otherwise impossible, from the smallest objects, for instance that data device, to even that couch behind me."

Raising her hand she accessed the force, the atmosphere of the Ready Room seemed to become charged as the PADD lifted off the desk and remained suspended in the air. Further manipulation caused the PADD to fly around the room and settle back down onto the desk.

"Size doesn't matter when it comes to the force."

Chaya stood and accessed the force again, causing the couch to float up off the floor by itself, raising up to the ceiling and then settling back down to the floor.

Chaya Sar sat back down in the chair.

"If the need arose, I could just as simply manipulate this vessel, or even a planet. But that is not our way. Most if not all Force-Users only utilize a small fraction of what the force can do, as the old idiom suggests: Power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. We are trained not to go beyond that which is required to complete certain tasks."

[Taurik]

Once they reached the science lab, Taurik stepped over to a console and entered his Starfleet security authorization, and the console granted him access. "Since the base's capture," he said, "Starfleet computer analysts have broken all of the Heraani encryption schemes, and have integrated their databanks into our own."

The captain began perusing the translated Heraani databanks, finding several articles to be poorly translated. He was relieved to find that the original data files were also present, still displayed in their native Heraan. Luckily, as a member of the Gallifreyan Order, he was able to read Heraan somewhat fluently.

However, he was interrupted by Chaya. "What?" he said. "Can you locate them?"

[THE BORG COLLECTIVE]

@@THE BORG COLLECTIVE-OPEN CHANNEL@@

"STATE YOUR DEMANDS."

[T'lana]

The diagnostic had finished some time ago, but the computer didn't interrupt T'lana with the news, instead using a scrawling message on her station.

T'lana looked down, noticing the message.

"Computer, report on diagnostic."

Computer: Internal sensors are functioning within normal parameters.

If Vulcans actually let their imaginations function within their conscious mind, T'lana would blame that. But having an imagination and using it are two different things and with the Vulcan control over all aspects of mental function, it was obvious that some form of presence was aboard the USS Rivendell. Logically, it would be an alien being using a personal cloak.

There are several beings in the galaxy that use Person Cloaks: Whether it be by a Phase-Shift Generator, or by means of most Cloaking Devices; an ultra-high frequency electromagnetic field generator, effectively bending light around the user. Either way, they are hard to detect.

[Taurik]

Bathed in the green ambient light of the unicomplex, kept under control by the Borg neural inhibitor, Taurik felt something deep in his core he had not felt in a long time.

Fear.

"Unfortunately, I cannot say the same about you," he said.

[T'lana]

T'lana left her quarters to see how things were going in engineering. As the first officer, it was her duty to make sure everything and everyone on the Rivendell was functioning as it and they should.

On the way, she passed Ensign Voison, nodding she greeted him, "Ensign."

Reaching engineering, T'lana walked in and approached the chief engineer.

"How are the repairs progressing Commander?"

[Morgan Freeman]

"I would like your permission to do something, we have the bodies of the Borg that my crew and I fought off.  I would like to try a few experiments with the nanintes.