Mission 5 "The Great Blue Yonder"

[Thomas Richards]

After leaving the briefing. Tom ran the sensor sweep as he had planned, and confirmed the computer's readings as to the location of the Omega Molecule exactly. At least they had put some decent sensor systems in the Lothlorien.

As the ship shook, Tom quietly regained his posture, redirecting power to ensure the efficiency of the ship's systems. Dolan seemed to work efficiently, and saw him order the DC teams to the damaged areas. A competent crew, as well as systems, then.

"Mr. Richards?" Aariya said quietly, walking up to the man. "The Captain would like to see you in his Ready Room."

"Aye." was all Tom said, as he nodded and moved away, allowing the relief officer to take his post.

Stepping into the ready room, Tom stood straight as the door hissed shut behind him. "Sir."

[Quinn]

((That's a damn lot of marines..))

Quinn's body twitched.

[Dar'Nas]

Sir, the Heraan have advanced their position, the probability of a Heraan attack is 93.7% I suggest that we take action soon.

[Quinn]

"Bastard's smart," Quinn mumbled quietly to himself. He wondered how long it would take for the marines to get to the crash site, because as much as he'd like to blow some things up he'd rather be back on Avalon.

[Raszagal]

"I might be able to project their thoughts to you, making them detectable by any telepaths we have, until you feel you can see them yourself."

[Balkazar]

<Balkazar still continued to sleep>

[Voyager]

Dolan was probably the only person in the room not completely offended by the droid's behavior, but that would most likely come from his lack of contact with the droid, considering everyone else's unhidden dislike of it.

He distanced himself from the conflict between the droid and the other officers, not wanted to get drawn into the conflict.

Dolan double checked that he restored life support to the entire ship, along with artificial gravity and every other primary system.  He then began to look through the now-translated Heraan database and was very interested in the technology they possessed and species they had "encountered".  Some of the technology reminded him of his life briefly before Starfleet.  He downloaded any information the Heraan had on interdimensional travel and similar items...he always held an interest there ever since he joined Starfleet.

[Voyager]

<Underground Research Complex>

After the skirmish in the complex was over, Dolan wiped the sweat off his face.  Several of the marines were dead, most from their wounds, which were too extensive to repair.  Dolan himself had a nasty cut on his face when he was forced to go hand-to-hand for a minute.  The marines tended to their wounded as Dolan took his tricorder off his belt and scanned for the location of the Omega.  His scans didn't show any lifesigns besides the marines, the General, and himself, to his relief.  He had several marines accompany him, along with the General, to the location of the Omega.  When they reached the room, Dolan realized the thick metal doors were fused shut, probably from stray fire from the fight earlier.  Dolan took out his phaser and began to cut the doors open.

[Balkazar]

<Balkazar kept firing as he covered his marines retreat back to the inside of the ship but was shot in the shoulder.  It went clean threw, however, it started to heal rapidly and he was a lil perplexed but never showed it>

"I healed you, its a benefit for having my race inside of a host.  We can rapidly cure almost any ailment or wound." the voice said telepathically.

"Very nice." was all Balkazar said quietly to himself.

[Raszagal]

Raszagal seethed, and used a telekinetic push to hold HK47 to the far wall. "You think that's funny? I've been fighting the Heraan for longer than you've existed! My people have been fighting the Na'jigat before either humans, or your Traquel masters, climbed out of their primordial oozes! We've been fighting them since before this galaxy EXISTED!"

Raszagal took a moment to breath, knowing her power, mixed with anger, was a bad combination. "And this is the thanks we get," she continued. "Snide remarks from a puny piece of equipment that wouldn't have seen the light of day if it weren't for the Order."

She begrudgingly released her psionic hold on the droid's frame. "Next time," she said softly, "I'll ask for help if I need it."

[Aaron Cloud]

Cloud starts to make his way when the artificial gravity suddenly stops, causing him to trip and start tumbling.

A few minutes pass with Cloud tumbling freely in the air, his face turning a blotchy ashen color.

~Ugh, this isn't helping.~

He grasps onto something, anything, and straightens himself. He starts making his way to engineering.

He arrives at engineering.

[Dar'Nas]

Once the engineering teams finished their assignments they reported back to Dar'Nas.
"Split into three groups, group one, work on repairing the engines." Group two was smaller because the engins took pirority. "Group two, work on the communications. Group three restore the shields, we need these systmes now. I'll work on the weapons systems with who ever else can help." He said with cool efficienty.

[Voyager]

Dolan was confused about what was going on but left the bridge along with the other bridge officers.  He headed to engineering and, upon arrival, saw many of the engineers there frantically trying to get engines back online.  Dolan looked over several of the consoles and figured out that the computer had shut down the engine.  Dolan tried overriding the shutdown but had no success.  He briefly wondered what would cause the computer to shut the engines down before returning to his attempts to override the shutdown.

[Andrew Yates]

*...Yates rolls his eyes at Simon and he approachs the newly promoted lieutenant...*

"Your so stubborn, Simon. *Yates chuckles* Ensign Dolan from this day forward you shall be known as Cheif Sciance Officer Lieutenant Junior Grade Dolan of the Uss Lothlorien."

*...Yates pulls out a small ring box and hands it to Dolan containing a round brass pip witht he center darkend...*

"Sooner or later we imagined you would ask about the rank mix up."

*...yates smiles and shakes the lieutenants hand...*

"All righty then. We will meet in the conferance room for the breifing."

*...Yates walks off into the room...*

[Aariya Sayuri]

More stating than questioning she said "Shall I sit, then" and invited herself to one of the chairs in front of his desk, hardly missing a beat. She returned his glances with a smile as she comfortably crossed her legs. "I hope you don't mind, sir.." she smirked, eyeing his reactions ever so slightly. "What can I do for you?"