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WereWolf359 (SuperAdmin) 4/29/2012 10:45 AM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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Where once he would have strode into the Benzite's office, Telev now walked slowly and deliberately with the gait of the liberated.  Sodock stood behind a workstation, his back turned to the entrance, and gave no indication he was aware of the Tellarite's entrance.  

"I have been instructed to aid your search for the fugitive," Telev spoke.  His voice was flat and direct, his eye had no glint and his ocular implant stayed fixed on Sodock's back.  "Our search will be augmented by this device."  He extended his arms and laid the modified scanner on the workstation surface in front of him.  

Finally Sodock turned.  He looked at the device and, when he'd taken in its appearance and understood what sat before him, looked up at Telev and blinked rapidly.  "The quantum spectrum scanner.  This was reported destroyed during the invasion and attack on Starbase 39.  How did you obtain this?"

Telev looked at him but did not answer the question directly.  "We will proceed immediately.  The fugitive gets further from us every minute we do not pursue him."  Sodock blinked again heavily and reached for a phantom respirator before nodding and turning back to his station.  He entered a series of commands and the image he'd been studying immediately after the suspect's arrival in his life returned to the screen. 

"This is an image taken by the scanner before it was lost.  Each dot represents a quantum universe that is currently, or was, close enough to make an incursion possible.  It is likely our suspect fled to one of these dots.  If we re-activate the scanner we should be able to match one of these locations to the signature programmed into the device we confiscated from him."

Telev picked up the scanner and carried to a nodule on a nearby wall.  His augmented left arm extended and began altering the socket configuration of the wall.  "I will activate the device.  What is the status of efforts to identify the means of the suspect's travel?"

Sodock watched as Telev worked.  His presence and the return of the scanner were both indications that Commodore Three's interest in the events was growing more and more intent.  "The suspect appears to have been implanted with a sub-cutaneous molecular device that was expelled."  He called up some schematics and a wave signature on the large wall display.  "When the device was activated, it opened an incursion point on a quantum level.  The explosion was used to pry open, to expand the incursion point and allow the suspect to pass through."

Telev turned and looked at Sodock.  "Prepare to replicate the procedure."

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Telev sat in his office and read the report from Memory Alpha and the Olympia.   He immediately understood the gravity of the situation.  He had lived through the Scavenger incursion and since then, Starfleet and the ACI had been anticipating another attempt by someone to cross the quantum divide. 

He relayed the message on ACI channels and requested immediate acknowledgement from any ACI vessels that had crossed the same area of space as the shuttle, the Ferengi, and the Orions. 



((Wow, Telev has been Borgified!  Thanks to Three for that great twist and all the avenues it opens up.  We're building toward the point where the RP will be resolved in-game as the next ACI episode.  If you want to get your name in the ACI's official history page on the wiki, there's still time to get involved here before we get to the in-game portion.  So shoot me an email for your "assignment," and maybe the chance to see what your character is up to in this dark and unfamiliar other universe.  The search is on for the fugitve!))
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Ambassador Telev
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WereWolf359 (SuperAdmin) 5/3/2012 8:48 AM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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The Orion ship traveled at warp 5 as it moved along the Federation-Romulan border near the Psi Velorum Sector block.  Its crew had made this run twelve times now, and each trip had been profitable and mostly without incident.  This time, Captain Herda had allowed extra time in their schedule for a slight detour to rendezvous with a Ferengi trader.  The meeting had been quick and tense, the Ferengi more agitated than usual.  He had agreed quickly to Herda's terms and the Orion had been too surprised and too pleased at his good fortune to be suspicious.

Now, at his tactical officer's report that a Starfleet vessel on an intercept course had just entered sensor range, he began to wonder whether he should have taken more time to find out exactly who Grodd had been sheltering and what he wanted with the docking codes for a Federation starbase.
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Captain H'Rrao
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Ambassador Telev
Former President, ACI
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Admiral_Ennex (Applicant) 5/4/2012 7:47 PM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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Rayne sat behind his desk in the Greenwich office of Temporal Affairs, pleasantly surprised that nothing out of the ordinary had cropped up in the past few weeks. Of course the Department of Temporal Investigations, the civilian counterpart to Starfleet's Temporal Affairs, was still unhappy about how he had handled a recent grandfather paradox, but then again, DTI never liked the hands-on approach Rayne had.

As he sat pouring over new research, the doors parted and a blonde-haired ensign strode forward and handed him a PADD, "Admiral, it looks like we picked up a temporal anomaly originating from the Romulan boarder. It doesn't appear to be very active; no ships or communications coming from uptime or downtime, but it did take us a while to pinpoint."
"Thank you, ensign, I'll look into it." As he dismissed her, a fleet-wide message came through from Telev. Rayne compared the coordinates of the recent anomaly with the coordinates sent in the message: it couldn't be a coincidence. Immediately he got up and opened a channel to the Ennex.

"Commander Theo," The Breen's face appeared, "prepare the ship for departure, alert the crew that we're going to be headed close to the Romulan neutral zone, so be well-armed. I also want a level 12 diagnostic run on all temporal sensors and shielding so that we know they're as accurate as possible." The Breen's helmet nodded once in confirmation before closing the channel. Rayne donned his jacket and headed to the transporters, beaming directly to the bridge of the Sovereign-class ship.

"Commander Thrysis, are our armaments prepared?"
The Andorian tactical officer spun in her chair, "You didn't give us much time, but we have as much as possible for now. Full compliment of quantums, and phaser banks are ready."
"Good work, helm, set course for the following coordinates and engage at warp 8." Rayne knew the ship wasn't designed for heavy battle, in fact most of her had been stripped away to fit in the temporal components, but he had a feeling they wouldn't be the only Starfleet ship in the area.
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voyager316 (SuperAdmin) 5/6/2012 3:58 AM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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"Please, I'm innocent!" cried Captain Herda.
"Your logs indicate you transferred Federation docking codes to a Ferengi trader.  I hardly call you innocent.  Now tell us who you traded them to or you wont have a ship to return to." threatened ensign Shev.
"Ok, ok.  I made a trade with Grodd.  I managed to get a steal on a mobile emitter."
Three deactivated the forcefield and said, "Return to your ship."
"What kind of Starfleet officers are you?  First you drop out of some kind of warp right next to my ship, knocking out everything.  Then you beam me and who knows how many of my crew into containment and threaten our lives over some contraband.  Because of your little stunt, we're looking at a week of repairs.  I have deadlines to meet!"
Three turned to Shev and said, "Beam over the mobile emitter and return them to their ship immediately."  He pressed his combadge and said, "Contact Commander One and report that the Ferengi Grodd has crucial information and my have the suspect.  Set a course at maximum warp."
"Wait a minute, you need to help with repairs!  We didn't even provoke you.  You can't just ..." Herda was cut mid-sentence as he was transported to his ship.

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One listened to the news about Grodd and said, "We have locked onto the vessel's path again.  It is employing several evasive warp styles that prevent us from tracking it at times.  Oddly enough though, all the courses appear as though a vessel was heading for Starbase 39 from everywhere but the general direction of Memory Alpha.   It's current location is beyond the neutral zone and we are proceeding to intercept the vessel."
"Commander, when you reach that vessel, disable it immediately and apprehend all personnel on board."
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WereWolf359 (SuperAdmin) 5/6/2012 11:49 AM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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((Ok, so I wrote out a HUGE post, only to have it accidentally deleted.  I'm trying again, and I'm hitting several things here, so please stick with me.  We're getting close to the in-game RP now and things are wrapping up.  Big thanks to Three and Rayne for joining in!))

"Don't just tell me that!  Do something!" Grodd shrieked at the Pakled engineer standing next to him.

"Make hard to see," Kodol said and smiled dully.  He waddled over to a console and began entering a sequence.  Almost immediately, the Ransom fell out of warp and systems began going offline.

"We are losing power and the Starfleet ship is gaining," said Taegol, the short, burly alien at the helm.

"Evasive maneuvers! Fire everything!"

Taegol turned to look at Iltrana, the Orion female and liberated Borg sitting at Operations.  She turned to Grodd and said calmly, "We are no match for a Federation escort of that size.  Not with our current power levels."  She cocked here head at Kodol behind Grodd.

"Make hard to see," Kodol repeated and grinned.

"All the latinum in the galaxy isn't worth this kind of incompetence," wailed Grodd, with his head in his hands.

"There won't be any latinum if we are apprehended," said a stony voice from near the bridge's entrance.  Grodd turned to see his mysterious passenger standing with his arms folded, surveying the bridge under the watchful eye of Tenok'Utan, the Alpha Jem'hadar who had recently signed on as chief of security for the Ransom.  "Our deal was for you to get me onto Starbase 39 unseen and undetected, Grodd.  In return, I give you the access codes to Melani D'ian's personal latinum reserves on Bolarus and a technology guaranteed to alter local quantum probabilities in your favor.  That deal is off if you fail."

"That device would be handy right about now," Grodd hissed and ran a tongue over his sharp Ferengi teeth while making eye contact with Tenok'Utan.  Despite his excitability, Grodd was no fool and was certainly not above losing cargo or passengers in space if it meant he would escape and profit another day.

The stranger was unthreatened.  "I chose your vessel because it is, or was, inconspicuous.  Don't assume that I am without other means."

"The Starfleet ship has dropped out of warp," Taegol reported.  He looked confused and checked his readings before adding, "We are venting theta radiation in a wide arc."

"Make hard to see," Kodol repeated for the third time.

Iltrana concentrated on her scans.  "The escort has lost impulse thrusters and short-range sensors.  They are experiencing severe power fluctuations in their shield grid.  Our power levels are returning to normal."  Kodol gurgled happily behind Grodd.

"Disable their engines and get us out of here!" Grodd yelled.  A burst of disruptor fire from the forward cannons struck their pursuers amidships and the Ransom wheeled rapidly before jumping to Warp 7.  While the Starfleet ship struggled to resume its pursuit, Grodd's crew dispersed their warp trail by passing through several interstellar phenomena and eventually resumed course for Starbase 39.  The stranger nodded in approval and turned from the bridge with Tenok'Utan close behind.

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The Ennex arrived at the original coordinates provided by Telev.  En route, the ACI vessels Chin'toka and Vinland had replied to the Admiral's request.  Both reported passing through the area but neither had made contact with the Orion or Ferengi ships and could offer no insights. 

The Ennex conducted intense but unfruitful scans on the fading warp trails.  Nothing in them suggested strong temporal displacement, but Rayne was not satisfied.  He was experienced enough to trust his instincts.  The quantum incursion that had been reported could cause only a minor temporal aberration at first, but the spectre of a quantum anomaly only increased the likelihood of other types of contamination.  As they completed their analysis, an alert from the Olympia reached them.  They had located the Orion ship and its captain had confessed to illegal activity, implicating the Ferengi Grodd in the proceess.  The escort pursuing Grodd was now issuing a general request for assistance.

The crew of the Ennex awaited Rayne's orders.

((Grodd has escaped and the stranger from the other universe has escaped with him, unseen and unidentified.  What happens next and what exactly the stranger is after will be revealed during the in-game RP.  Thanks again to Three and Rayne, who are encouraged to continue their investigations and stories elaborating on the aftermath or postulating their own theories about what is happening.  In the end, their ships and crew arrive on Starbase 39 with plenty to tell the ACI and at a time coinciding with the beginning of the RP.  Anyone else who wants to tell us what they have been doing during all of this [providing character background for everyone during the RP] should jump right in with some report that puts them close to the start of the RP action.  Those who do will be rewarded with a glimpse of their characters in the alternate universe like the frightening picture of Rayne below!))

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The girth of Parker Rayne was barely contained by the chair in his office at the Greenwich headquarters of the Department of Temporal Enforcement.  The wall behind the desk flickered constantly with the images of timelines blinking out of existence as Enforcement agents moved up and downstream, removing obstacles and obstinate individuals from existence, ensuring the continued domination of the Federation for millennia.  Points of divergence and their potential impact were closely monitored, analyzed, and dealt with severly.  Rayne took his duties extremely seriously and protected the purity of the timeline, and his own position, with ruthless zeal.  Hhe enjoyed nothing so much as identifying points of divergence and dispatching agents to deal with them by whatever means necessary.  Nothing except perhaps the wealth and luxury that his position afforded him.

Like his predecessor, now enjoying retirement two thousand years in the future on a lush and depopulated Cardassia, Rayne knew how to look after himself.  His fortune was nearly as great as the Grand Nagus.  The influence he wielded made him respected.  The power that he wielded was rivaled by only by the heads of the Science Police and Starfleet Intelligence and the Supreme Leader of the Federation. The manner in which he used it made him more feared than any of them except for Commodore Three.

Rayne snarled at the thought of Three.  For years he had looked for an opportunity to remove Three as a rival, but the liberated drone was too central to the current timeline and could not be eliminated without producing a serious threat of divergence.  In addition, the necessary cooperation between Enforcement and the Alpha Centauri Institute made it even more difficult.  When a diverging event presented itself, the Department relied on a combination of their own forecasts and those of the ACI to isolate the preferred path and plan the necessary steps.  Recently, however, Rayne believed he'd been given an opening.

Enforcement agents had begun reporting signs of divergence, an event that would lead to the downfall of the Federation within two centuries.  The Department's analysis had backtracked the chain to Rayne's present.  Rayne's own analysis, in combination with the investigation of his most trusted lieutenant Theo, had further isolated the point of divergence to an event or individual within the Science Police, inside Three's inner circle.  He laughed softly to himself to think that thousands of years of history and the fate of two of the most powerful people in this era could come down to a single now, a drop in the ocean of time.  He thought it ironic and took pleasure at the idea of Three's future being undone by someone close to him while Rayne continued on in his position for another twelve years, give or take a day here and there.

He reached behind him to his desk and dug out a handful of larish pie, scooped it into his mouth, and wiped his hands on his uniform.  No one ever said anything to him about his slovenly appearance.  No one dared.

The door to his office chimed and he slapped the unlock button on his desk.  Two females and two males, Orion and Vulcan, all scantily clad, entered while Rayne's personal guard remained outside.  He smiled at them and stood slowly.
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Captain H'Rrao
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Ambassador Telev
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Admiral_Ennex (Applicant) 5/7/2012 12:29 PM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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Rayne stood looking at the view screen. None of it made sense. They had detected a temporal signature strong enough to be charted from earth, but now they saw nothing. "So we haven't found anything from uptime or downtime, but that doesn't rule out lateral time."
"Lateral time?" an ensign on the bridge had overheard the admiral talking to himself.
He turned, "More commonly known as an alternate timeline. To us, though, there's no real difference from any other temporal incursion. Instead of going up or down a tree, you're simply jumping laterally to the same point in an adjacent one. If anything, this tends to be more problematic just because whoever is out of their timeline cares less about how much they change the one they're in. Our biggest problem now is that instead of leaving a temporal wake, they will be leaving a quantum signature, which is far harder to detect. We can't do any more here. Helm, set course for the coordinates sent by the escort, maximum warp. All hands, red alert!"

As the ship entered warp Rayne called all senior officers to the obrvation lounge. The Breen first officer, Andorian tactical officer, Klingon chief of security, Gorn engineer, and Reman science officer followed as directed and sat.
"Alright, I need theories."
"If a ship would have been displaced, we would have seen a far greater disturbance. I think we can rule out any type of major attack." The Reman sat back in his chair and looked at the others.
The Klingon was next to speak up, "Just because it's not a ship doesn't mean it's not still an attack, even one person can do a lot of damage."
"Well between the two of you, we've successfully covered every possible scenario," Ricki, the Chief Medical Officer walked in, her blonde ponytail wagging, "which doesn't help at all."
"Alright everyone, there's nothing we can do right now except speculate apparently, which isn't helping. We need to find solid evidence, or at least a warp trail to follow. Our best hope now is meeting up with the escort that cornered the Ferengi ship. Let's hope they did enough damage to keep them there so we can get on board. Dismissed."

The Ennex dropped out of warp and began scanning the escort; her impulse engines and sensors were offline, as well as parts of her weapon systems. Rayne immediately opened a channel and offered any assistance they could render. While they waited for a response they ran long-range scans for the Ferengi's warp trail and picked up faint ion trails leading away from the system.
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voyager316 (SuperAdmin) 5/7/2012 7:57 PM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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Visual communications were offline.  One returned the hail with an audio link, saying, "Thank you for the assistance, Ennex.  Grodd's crew is more advanced than expected and quickly disabled us.  Repairs can wait until we are back with the Olympia ... please continue the pursuit.  We managed to get .629 seconds of scans of Grodd's vessel.  Transferring them to you now."

[Just a quick reply from the escort]
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Admiral_Ennex (Applicant) 5/8/2012 7:14 PM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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"Acknowledged, we've received the data and are plotting a pursuit course. I'll send a communique to the Olympia and update them of your status." Rayne turned and ended the message.



The Reman, Zelmek, grinned from behind a console, "Admiral,  we've managed to piece together the Ferengi's route. We're in luck, it seems they're on their way to Starbase 39, sir."

"We can be there in less than ten minutes if we use the transwarp network-" Thrysis was cutoff mid sentence by Ghshs, the Gorn engineering chief,
"The last time we used that, we ended up with a temporal fracture thanks to our added equipment.."

Rayne waved a hand dismissively, "I'm aware. Tell engineering to prepare for the quantum slipstream. We need to make haste, but let's not cause a bigger problem. All hands, secure cargo and stations, prepare for slipstream velocities."

Thot Teo silently handed the admiral a PADD with the data from the brief battle the escort had with Grodd. The information showed that the polarization of the Ferengi weapons was consistent to this temporal and quantum realm, however there was a residual underlying signature that couldn't be determined. Rayne knew what this meant: whoever was helping that ship wasn't from around here. 



At the second officer meeting the staff was much more talkative. With more information they could finally start hypothesizing on what was going on.
"Alright everyone, listen," Rayne calmed the officers who had begun to speak over each other, "our little Dorothy is obviously here for a specific reason, or they wouldn't have fired directly at the escort without at least trying to talk first."

"Dorothy? How do we know the individuals name?" Several of the officers looked around confused.

Ricki smirked, "Because whoever is here, obviously isn't in Kansas anymore, am I right admiral?"

"Exactly, and let's hope to the Prophets that she didn't bring a Toto with her." He was less than pleased that his joke was lost on so many non-Terran individuals, but he continued, "Now give me ideas."

Thrysis projected the information they had above the boardroom table. The display showed the course of the ship so far, as well as the actions it was taking at each point, up to the attack on the escort. "From their pattern and actions so far it seems fairly certain they're taking great care to conceal their footprints, and throw everyone off their track. With the fact that they're planning to go to one of the major Federation starbases, we are all comfortable saying that we believe it's an infiltration mission."

"Which then suggests to say that it's from one of the alternate times that is aware of our existence, and wants to alter events, possibly to force the two timelines to quantum tunnel back together, eliminating one history and putting it back so it never diverged in the first place." Rayne finished and sat back,  looking out the window. The room was still and silent, they all knew the implications of something like this.





((Feel free to yell at me and tell me to stop writing so much. I rarely get to actually expound on any of my temporal ideas or details of the Ennex like this haha))
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IlaraZhal (Member) 5/10/2012 6:56 PM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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"Commander Taj to Captain Zhal. Please return to the Lor'Vela."

Ilara's antennae twitched in irritation. She had reserved a private space for meditation on Starbase 39 specifically so as not to be disturbed. She would be traveling to fluidic space to meet with Mohar's kin for the first time, and was in the midst of an intense study of Aenar, Betazoid, and Vulcan telepathic techniques. And Undine techniques, shared by Mohar, but she didn't worry her junior officers with that particular detail. There was enough skepticism over her mission already...

"What is it, Commander?" Ilara kept a lid on her irritation, but used Taj's rank rather than name to show her displeasure at being interrupted.

"A possibly dangerous ship is approaching Starbase 39," the bajoran responded. "I thought you'd feel better on the bridge than stuck on the base if a crisis erupts."

"Fair enough," Ilara allowed. "I'm on my way."

Before leaving the private room, she used one of Mohar's techniques to tune her thoughts to a private conceptual frequency she shared with him. "Danger approaching. Make yourself scarce. I know you know how."
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WereWolf359 (SuperAdmin) 5/17/2012 4:56 PM EST : RE: Casting into the Deep (Semi-closed RP for Sodock)
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((Big thanks to everyone who was able to participate in our RP last week.  We weren't able to finish the story, so we'll be aiming for another in-game experience sometime soon.  In the meantime, I'm going to continue bits of the story here.  When we left off, Grodd had been taken into custody for firing on Federation vessel and trafficking in stolen goods.  Investigations on SB39 revealed that Sodock's lab had been broken into by a man the computer identified as Lt. Cmdr. Emile Makine.  Further investigation revealed that Makine was not the man responsible, at least not the Makine serving in Starfleet aboard SB39.  Further clouding the issue was a strange reading taken by Rayne...

The story picks up a few hours after the events of the in-game RP.))

Telev stood outside the brig on Starbase 39 and tried to clear the snarl from his face.  Tried and failed.  The object of his ire was the order on the PADD he held in his hand, a direct communication from the head of the Federation Diplomatic Corps for the Sector that was also counter-signed by three other officials.  Finally, he gave up the attempt to conceal how much he was irritated by what he was about to do. 

The notion of giving satisfaction to the prisoner, not just letting him go, but letting him see how much it galled the ACI's President to do so, had been enough to put him off his afternoon meal.  Which, of course, only worsened his mood.  He had argued, barely containing his disgust, but ultimately there was nothing he could do.  He made one last effort at a stony expression and walked into the brig.  He waved the security guard out of the room and stood in front of the only occupied cell.

The Ferengi, Grodd, looked up from his prone position on the cell's cot and hissed quietly through his teeth.  "Come to gloat?  To tell me that my assets have been seized?  Threaten me with the FCA?"  He sat up but did not leave his position on the back wall.  His eyes darted around the room behind Telev, switching between the guard's station and the door through which he'd just departed.  "If I'm mistreated in any way," he began.

"Spare me," Telev growled at him.  "I have far better things to do than expend physical effort on a grub like you."

Grodd's eyes grew slightly more round in their sockets, then narrowed again as he looked for an opening, an opportunity.  "Is that so?  Then maybe we can discuss certain...mutually beneficial solutions to the current situation.  I happen to know the finest breeder of Karemma racing hounds this side of the wormhole.  I'm sure I can get you some of his best animals as samples."

Telev's stomach rumbled involuntarily and he covered it with a loud snort.  "I'm not here to do business, Grodd.  Not with a pirate and thief the likes of you."  He walked over to the security console and de-activated the force field in front of the cell, then tossed the PADD he'd been holding at Grodd's feet.  "You're free to leave.  When you depart the station, and I expect that will be immediately," he said and bared his tusks at the Ferengi, who had grabbed the PADD greedily and was now grinning widely, "you'll no doubt want to thank the Ferengi Ambassador for his generosity." 

He walked over to the door and opened it, motioning to the guard outside as he continued to speak.  "Of course, given the amount of contraband we confiscated from your vessel, the various fines levied against your crew, in addition to tariffs, incarceration fees, and so forth, all duly noted with the FCA and subsequently approved, it may take you some time to pay down whatever debt the Ambassador considers appropriate." 

"See to it that he's off the station within the hour," Telev said to the guard and looked back over his shoulder at Grodd.  "Oh, and consider your trading license within the Federation suspended until all fines are paid.  With interest."  With that, the Tellarite stalked off down the hall.

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((And now...Ilara's reward for jumping in on the forums and in-game with her character!))

Andoria's ambassador to the Federation stood at the window of the Lor'Vela's observation lounge and spoke in a tone that was patient, but still whetted with irritation.  "What you are telling me is that the suspect escaped on your watch, that Commodore Three took no action against you, and that you are unable to see why that should worry me."

The than who stood on the opposite side of the room, out of reach of the ushaan that hung sheathed at Ilara's side, bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Captain.  I thought you would be pleased that the Commodore and the Science Police seemed distracted and that our interest had not been revealed." 

Ilara's antennae twitched as the officer spoke.  She turned from the window and fixed her good eye on him.  The long, parallel lines that raked the left side of her face were disconcerting, and the unwavering stare she deployed when angered was known to freeze her opponents with a chill as deep as Andor's Northern Wastes.  Ilara wore the marks proudly, even defiantly.  They were proof of her dedication to the Federation and her animosity toward the Borg and Commodore Three.  She'd acquired them in the battle over Starbase 39, a desperate day when she'd barely managed to avoid assimilation.  Ever since then, as she'd watched his power grow and begun to fear for the Federation, she'd studied
Three's pawns and worked with the Head of Starfleet Intelligence, a figure no less powerful and, to her, no more trustworthy than Three.  All the while, she kept her true agenda to herself. 

Now, she drew the ushaan blade from its scabbard, running one finger gently down its edge.  "You can be sure that Three knows something.  The fact that he hasn't acted tells us that.  If he didn't know, he'd be calling in every officer on Memory Alpha to question them.  The only real questions are, why did he let the suspect escape?"

The lieutenant looked up quickly, "You believe he allowed it?"

"Of course he did.  My suspicion is so that he could follow him, gain access to his methods."  She stopped and moved around the table slowly, thinking through the scenarios.  "Starfleet Intelligence is blind in this situation.  Three knows their operatives and won't let them near his base of operations.  Which is one reason why our efforts are so valuable and why I have so much....discretion in how I handle matters.  My membership in the ACI and my diplomatic status grant me certain privileges and a certain access.  Access that could be jeopardized, and my plans for the Commodore along with it, if your bungling is discovered by SI or by Three himself."

She stopped within arm's length of the junior officer who was now shivering under her baleful glare.  "Which brings us to the second real question," Ilara said.  She reached up and put a gentle hand on the Lieutenant's shoulder, "that is, what am I going to do with someone who has disappointed me."

"Captain," the officer protested.

"Shhh," Ilara whispered over the raised edge of the ushaan, "shhhhhh."

 

Cmdr Sodock
Theoretical Astrophysicist
CO - USS Deimos


Captain H'Rrao
CO - USS Longrifle

Ambassador Telev
Former President, ACI
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