Operations Control

[James Madison]

Madison taps his comm badge.

"Ops to Engineering, seal off the Engineering decks. Commodore, i wish for a minor detail of officers to secure that deck as well, Every station function can be deactivated from it. We must ultimatly assume Ransom is with them, and is helping them, willingly or not. He would know every way into that section."

[Andros]

Nor is the safety of myself nor my wife's safty, My men are shall we say, DEAD! protective, meaning if you want to disarm them you will have to pry there swords from there dead hands, before they let you disarm them, BUT! I will have them stop pawing there swords........

*nods to 2 knights, and they stop pawing there swords*

Nothing personal, but when you have been on your own for as long as we have and seen the destruction of your planet bye your own people, you tend to not trust everyone, They are only here to guard me and my wife, we are peaceful just as you are, and would never harm anyone unless forced too......Now wheres this ransom ?

[MalcomReed]

(i'll create a thread in the Ops area)

"They are down."

[Vincent Garhart]

I agree that Admiral Madison would be the most appropriatly.

"That is all fine between you and Admiral Ransom. But for me, I am the Commanding Officer of this station, it is my main concern and responsibility. You did not state the nature of the security alert, and that caused the questioning. I want to know, and I want consent when you place this entire station on a lockdown or any other drastic alert or limitation. It hasn't been that way, and it is going to be from this time on".

[James Madison]

"I'm afraid not. Avalon is a centerpoint for the fleet i feel i can work better their."

[Chris Newberry]

"AlphaSigma953BlackOmega."

"Because, I am the one a few months ago to revel a S31 and FSS Agent inside of your ranks. I told you never to revel that information."

[Richard Ransom]

*******Fighter Alpha-One*********

*7 Hours Later*

*The Fighter Sqadren was heading a Full Impluse toward the unknown Power Signature*


==^== Beta 4 to Alpha-One, Iam detecting more unknown power sigtures though out this Sector it could be ships that are no match for us==^==

==^== noted Beta 4==^==


*Richard opens the Long Range Communcation again*

==^== This is Fleet Admiral Richard Ransom from the Untited Federation of Planets to any one who has the Location of the Federation Officer Lt.General Chris Newberry he has changed his apperence and is known by the Name of Talos who ever has any information you can contact me on the Following Comm Channel 325.635.635.5562==^==

*Richard  Press Ship to Ship Communcation*

==^== This is Alpha-One to Beta Sqadren stand by to Enter Warp on a Heading for Dantor==^==

********************************************

[Richard Ransom]

*a Heavly Damage Soverigen Class Starship Doped out of Warp*


==^== Frontier Station, This is Fleet Admiral Ransom on Board the Federation Starship Windsor I was able to find her I request a docking bearth that is not many used also you are ordered to distroy the defence platforms and also deni all access to Fronter station From Andros and his Kights and find a way to block transports from his vessel also Fleet Admiral Hobson Contact an Ambassater to reqfily the situation with Andros and the Kights I leave it in your charge Ransom out==^==


ooc: Iam still on leave this here is part of the storyline to when Frontier get more members to launch an other starfleet vessel, post me to be some were on the station either in Sickybay until I return

[mwnesbitt90]

=^= Nesbitt to all personal all those felling ill are odered to stay in there state rooms.=^= Well admiral looks like someone was right after all.
Computer regognize, Nesbittalphadeltabeta2Commodore
Computer: Access Granted How may i help you sir, This is a level two medical lockdown!
Computer: Verywell Begining stationwide scans of all people aboard.
=^= Nesbitt to Hobson this station is being scaned all people are being scaned for any illness that is able to be picked up on sensors. Also i am envoking my right to close the open door policy, the station is under medical lockdown no-one enters or leaves until we find out what this virus is.=^=
Computer lockdown not to be overidden by anyone but me.
Computer: Yes sir

[Weasly Cook]

Cook nods his head, "Okay... I'l be in the telescope room, but please send me some assistants soon, more heads are better then one after all." He smiled and left as well, enters the turbo lift and orders it to the telescope.

Hobson glances to the turbolift doors for a flicker of a second, to see who had entered. To his surprise, he saw Starwind.
"Dean Starwind!". He smiled and went to the captain.
"Its been far to long! You look in decent health, my old friend. What brings you to the station?".

"Welcome to the station Ensign. Medical graduate are you? Then I suppose you know my hologram alter-ego? The Windsor is currently under work as we await the crew, Captain Marcus Brodie is your CO, I think he is in meeting with Admiral Ransom at the moment. Feel free to explore the station, the Promenade has much to offer. Captain Brodie will round the senior staff for the Windsor I am sure, when he recieves assignment".

"It might come in handy sooner or later, if you are staying untill he is retrieved. But it may be very difficult. Then again it might be the easiest thing in the world. The good Admiral seems to have selected a rare group to confide in. Apparently nothing of which involved this station, since it is my responsibility".

Hobson leaned against the back of a chair on the large operations center. He watched a chart reading on the main screen showing the shuttle and the Rivendell as they moved, showing several sectors of space in a zoom out.
=A= Hobson to Engineering. James, if you would report to Ops we need more hands up here =A=
Not sure where his security personell were he tapped the comm again
=A= Commodore Nesbitt, to Ops if you would. You are needed at Tactical station =A=