Mission 4: "When Science Turns to Chaos"

[Jeroen Bode]

=/\= Thank you Lieutenant =/\=

*Returns to the Bridge and takes his seat*

"Ensign Takio, drop out of warp and bring us in 1000 kilometers of the station"

=/\= Colonel Balkazar, plz report on the bridge =/\=

"Open a channel"

Comm officer: "Channel open sir"

=/\= This is Captain Jeroen Bode of the Federation Star Ship U.S.S. Lothlorien, we have been send by Admiral Julian =/\=

[John Simpson]

<Mess Hall>

"Yeah, I can see where your mothers point of veiw is coming from.  Being a Marine is the best thing anyone can do.  Because we are the front line fighters of Starfleet.  We are sent in first to all major and minor engagements, we are their to rescue Starfleet personel when they are lost or captured.  Its fun but at the same time its VERY! exciting.  Wouldnt you agree?" John said as he cleaned up his mouth.

[Techerakh]

"Come, Raszagal. You have training to complete."

The two Gallifreyans leave the marine barracks to begin Raszagal's psi-training.

[Allison Cameron]

John and Allison get to sickbayto get the bags done.

[Jeroen Bode]

***Bridge***

=/\=Simon! We've noticed that the nacells are losing power! What are you doing down there? Are you able to maintain the rift?? =/\=

Tactical officer: "Sir, shall I open fire on the rift?"

"NO! Absolutely NOT! We won't be able to tell if we were shooting at our enemy's or the Iroquois"

=/\= Lothlorien to any Iroquois crew, how are until you reach the rift! We are currently under fire from within your dimension =/\=

[Jeroen Bode]

"Helm, what our eta?"

Helm:"Seven hours and 27 minutes sir"

"Thank You" *Turns to his first officer*

"I'll be in my ready room, you've the bridge"

[Clyde Eastwood]

Eastwood was busy getting his gear together and suited up when he looked to his left

"Nah it couldnt be, he wouldnt follow me here, would he" Eastwood Whispered

"Colonel im ready and suited up and whos the new officer i see over there, and please dont tell me its another green officer that is going to get many men killed"

[Allison Cameron]

<Mess Hall>

Will my mother was happy the day I joined Starfleet Medical but not the day I joined the Marines, do to my father was dead a marine. She see the marine has away to dead in a shot time.

[Kain_Starbow]

*marine quarters*

"Roger that sir!!" Starbow stares into Balkazars eyes wondering what he got himself into with this apparent lunatic.

[Raszagal]

As Raszagal sat aboard the Delta-class runabout waiting for it to depart, she ran over her recent retraining with Techerakh in her mind several more times. Something didn't feel right. There was anger on the other side. Powerful anger.

She tossed the thought aside and re-adjusted her phaser and khala on her belt.

[John Simpson]

<Sickbay>

"Depends on what you consider fun, sir.  If you think patching up the wounded and trying to save the lives of dieing and critically wounded patiences then deciding which marine has priority then I suppose you should be the combat medic then.  In the field things are worse then on a ship where you have everything you need at your beck and call, down on a planet you have to prepare for what you think may happen and hope it doesnt, and if it does and you dont have what you need then your screwed.  In the field we dont have mobile replicators, even though I think the R&D crew should make one up though.  Small and combat mobile replicator would make my job and setting up a triage ALOT! easier." John said with as much respect as he could muster sense this doctor thinks that people getting hurt is fun.

"So, do you think marines are worth saving or are you just stuck on saving starfleet officers and letting marines die because you got some vendetta against us?" John asked seriously.

((John easily takes offense when people mistreat marines for no reason and thinks people dieing or getting harmed regardless of their organization is fun.  So im going to go with that, otherwise John is alot more jovial then most marines))

[Jeroen Bode]

=/\= Colonel, if you're ready transport over to the station, the transport room is ready for you. Remember you're going to a STAR FLEET Science station. They haven't responded to our hails yet but that doesn't say you need to destroy the place. Your primary goal is to make contact with Star Fleet personal and to take that Rift Generator with you, good luck and keep me updated, Bode out =/\=

[Voyager]

Dolan checked the calculations and then rans a few dozen simulations.  He noted that the forward shields would have to be at maximum and the hull would experience some stress, but unless some bizarre variable came into play, nothing should go wrong.  He also saw that the rift seemed to slowly draw the Lothlorien into it, but since it only happened in two of the simulations, he thought it was a negligable possiblility.  He ran some more scenarios, now with random factors coming in play, but reasonable ones.  He ignored the possibility that a rogue Klingon ship would start attacking the Lothlorien while it held the rift open, along with the one with an asteroid appearing out of nowhere and crashing into the ship.  He noticed that if constant weapons fire came through the rift, which was a definate possibility, and the shields collasped, the Lothlorien would not be able to maintain the rift and with the improper shutdown of the generator while it was creating a rift and the shields were down, there would be hull breaches across the ship.  Dolan made a mental note of that, but still thought many of the scenarios were unlikely.

[Balkazar]

<Marine Quarters>

"Dont you suck up to me Private.  Your wet behind the ears and you dont know what the hell your doing.  But that will change, Understood!" Balkazar shouted out.

[Lobo_Negro]

"Lt Lobo Sir... this was just handed to me by your Commanding Officer, he said it needs to be read and implemented immediately."  Said the Yeoman.

Lobo looked over the PADD and called the Shuttle Bay to attention.  

"FALL IN!"
Lobo waits for the Marines and Fleetsman to fall into formation.

Lobo reads from the PADD.

"From: Commanding General Starfleet Marine Forces, Delta Quadrant.

From: Commanding Officer Starfleet Marine Forces, Delta Quadrant.

To: Staff Sgt John Moore Starfleet Marine Forces

ATTENTION TO ORDERS:

*Assembled Personnel snap to attention

Staff Sergeant Moore,

For performance of your duties above and beyond the regular call of duty, your Commanding Officer Colonel Balkazar has requested the following be added to your Service Record.

1.  Promotion to the rank of 2nd Lieutenant.

As your duties and acts of heroism in the recent emergency Colonel Balkazar has seen fit to recommend your promotion to 2nd Lieutenant.  While Field promotions of this type are usually not permanent, Colonel Balkazar's recommendations have convinced me to allow this exception to tradtion.  Lt Moore, please accept my congratulations on your promotion.  This is a reminder of the value we hold of the highest honors and traditions of the Marines Corps.

Semper Fi,

Commanding General
Starfleet Marine Forces."

Lobo approaches Moore, removes his Staff Chevrons and places them in his pocket, removes the "butter bars" from their case and pins them onto the Lt's collar.

"Congratulations Lieutenant." Lobo grins.  "I guess I need to find a new Platoon Sgt."  Lobo Laughs and shakes the man's hand.

Lobo returns to his original position and addresses the gathered personnel.

"FALL OUT!"

"Ok boys and girls, we still got a lot of work to do.  Congratulate Moore when you have a moment of spare time."

Lobo leans in and speaks quietly to Moore "When this mission is over Lieutenant, meet me outside my quarters.  There's more to this promotion that needs to be explained."

Lobo smiles knowingly and strikes the Lieutenant firmly on the collar bones when noone is looking effecting an old Marine Tradition of "pinning" a recent promotee.