Sinclaire: i would not get your hopes up just yet. I think you maye find yourself in trouble when he returns.
Kovan remains silent looking over the group
Taizen: Spare me. He has been gone this long, and I am guessing that you did not bother looking for him. *He gives him a simpering mocking smile. *
Besides.. Look around.. see if you find your former friend. You have 40 days. If that is the correct terran count. If he does not challenge my claim then
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Sinclaire: we shall see. Someone more worthy and likely to find him has already. It is not for me to decide who he let's find him. Besides you know that these people will never submit to your rule. They will submit to no one but themselves.
Kovan: and what will you do if he doesn't come? What then what happens.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
Sinclaire: we shall see. Someone more worthy and likely to find him has already. It is not for me to decide who he let's find him. Besides you know that these people will never submit to your rule. They will submit to no one but themselves.
Kovan: and what will you do if he doesn't come? What then what happens.
Taizen: If he doesn't.. Your realm belongs to me. Alas you have 40 days, bring him to the place he designates if he does choose to challenge my claim..
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
Mila: What is it?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: No. I haven't seen him in months.
Sala: *As the shuttle takes off.. * Can't help but to worry, much less feel a bit guilty..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: When you can check on him. You might want to leave this planet and the shoal zone, and proceed to these games being held. Who knows you might run into people that can help you to a degree. As for finding the being you seek, he will know your grief..
Farewell. For now.
*He taps her head and she wakes. The ball is no longer pulsating.. Wilson is still outside*
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
Mila: What is it?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: No. I haven't seen him in months.
Sala: *As the shuttle takes off.. * Can't help but to worry, much less feel a bit guilty..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: When you can check on him. You might want to leave this planet and the shoal zone, and proceed to these games being held. Who knows you might run into people that can help you to a degree. As for finding the being you seek, he will know your grief..
Farewell. For now.
*He taps her head and she wakes. The ball is no longer pulsating.. Wilson is still outside*
Damien is in a large room sitting on the floor meditating. He spends hours like this before he opens his eyes and is now in a large ancient stone room. Torches light the room on the wall
Damien: hello
A large creature appears looking much like a legendary dragon.
Parathax: who has called unto me and entered my domain.
Damien: i have. My name is Damien and I seek knowledge to help protect the people of my realm.
Parathax: ah is it knowledge or power you seek?
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
Mila: What is it?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: No. I haven't seen him in months.
Sala: *As the shuttle takes off.. * Can't help but to worry, much less feel a bit guilty..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: When you can check on him. You might want to leave this planet and the shoal zone, and proceed to these games being held. Who knows you might run into people that can help you to a degree. As for finding the being you seek, he will know your grief..
Farewell. For now.
*He taps her head and she wakes. The ball is no longer pulsating.. Wilson is still outside*
*She heads to the runabout.*
Tara A: We need to get going.
*Casval sits down.. his mind a touch in disarray. But he did wonder what was going on.*
*Bajor*
Wilson: Oh? Where are we going now? Tell me somewhere that isn't creepy.
*Casval enters the shuttle bay watching the people hurriedly prepping it for launch. He watches until a crewman passes by giving him an opening and boarding the shuttle. In his head he knows that the Enterprise still doesn't have the comm system fully restored, so he will need a way to contact his Aunt.. *
*He spots Mila with Quinton and dives into a storage compartment, Colas ends her call and heads to the shuttle. *
Sasha: Any changes commander?
Colas: The Enterprise is going to make a run-by of the shuttle's ion trail to see if it can catch the scent. We're to proceed as planned.
Sasha: Yes Mam. Ensigns get into the shuttle.
*The team members board the shuttle as Mila is whisked on board as well. Casval can't help but curse to himself. She is going to kill him for being here. *
Quinton: Shuttle is nearly ready to launch. Waiting for command codes now.
*Alvin on the bridge inputs the command codes *
Quinton: *Watching the shuttle bay clear out and the containment against the vacuum go up. * Shuttle Siberia taking off.
*The shuttle advances out of the bay without much of a hitch.*
*OOC: Okay I think its time to progress Tara A further along. *
*The runabout made landfall successfully as the battle continued, however patrols drove the Kazon away they still had to worry about getting tracked. With Wilson outside, grumbling about boredom, Tara A drifts to sleep. The ball next to her now pulses.. She sees the games that are about to commence.. With an individual sitting in the crowd which causes a pulsation to go through her.. It doesn't look up.. She did not get a good look at it. But she can't help but to feel the mourning coming off of him.*
*Mila has a look around, noticing something odd before finding Casval.*
Mila: What exactly do you think you're doing here?
*Bajor. Tara A gasps at the face.*
Tara A: Oh my God...
*Casval doesn't usually show surprise, but the look of their brother comes on his face. One of "Oh **** " *
Casval: Uh... look it has more to do with James... But I need to get a hold of our aunt, waiting several days until a drydock is ridiculous. I want to help him. I will. Besides this mission did have me here, and probably did not change.
Rekas: I thought they did?
*The Reman is behind them leaning on the doorway. *
*The being is seemingly silently crying to himself, but she can't seem to reach him. Before being sent elsewhere.. a familiar place, her alternate reality vulcan friend not far off concerned. *
Avern'an: It seems you have more problems than a few.. The Hunt is about but looking for you is not their goal for some reason.
*The whisps about him shift.. revealing something that she can't help but to worry about.. *
Events are advancing quickly... You must leave this place, and go to the games being held in the Federation.. you will learn more. But I sense more people with the Elder Blood present here.. if they are discovered then they could be in danger as well.
Mila: Well... I suppose you're here now, so...
Colas: Alright everyone. Mission recap: Republic Ensign Lea Carvan is linked to the weapons shipments to Free Delta. Our mission is to find evidence and discreetly apprehend her.
She's with the Republic Navy Close Combat team, so our best option to get her is with someone on the Starfleet team.
Mila, Sala, that's your job. One of you needs to get close to her and apprehend her.
Casval, since you're here, you can help me with cracking her personal database for any evidence on there. We'll also need someone to get a hold of her PADD.
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I understand.
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
Mila: What is it?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: No. I haven't seen him in months.
Sala: *As the shuttle takes off.. * Can't help but to worry, much less feel a bit guilty..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: When you can check on him. You might want to leave this planet and the shoal zone, and proceed to these games being held. Who knows you might run into people that can help you to a degree. As for finding the being you seek, he will know your grief..
Farewell. For now.
*He taps her head and she wakes. The ball is no longer pulsating.. Wilson is still outside*
*She heads to the runabout.*
Tara A: We need to get going.
*Casval sits down.. his mind a touch in disarray. But he did wonder what was going on.*
*Bajor*
Wilson: Oh? Where are we going now? Tell me somewhere that isn't creepy.
*Mila sits next to him while Colas fills Sala in on her part of the mission.*
Comments
Coulson: alright people time to get to work. Me and Morris will be down shortly as well.
The teams nod as they are beamed down.
Morris: talking with fury first?
Coulson: yes. We have the fun job.
They beam over to the carrier where Fury is waiting.
Fury: about damn time coulson.
Coulson: happy to see you to sir.
Fury: we have a situation here already and I believe we know who is behind this one.
Taizen: Spare me. He has been gone this long, and I am guessing that you did not bother looking for him. *He gives him a simpering mocking smile. *
Besides.. Look around.. see if you find your former friend. You have 40 days. If that is the correct terran count. If he does not challenge my claim then
Casval: A simple hacking job? Alright. Republic protocols should not be that difficult.
*Sala looks down as she enters the shuttle. She is holding something back, and Mila doesn't know exactly what all is going on.*
*On the whispy fields..*
Avern'an: Your brother is not among us.. I fear that fate is not nearly as kind as we want it to be.
*This comment hits her and she now worries more. Things are different from what she knows now. However, that also means things could be scrambled. *
You have seen one of these new beings haven't you.. *She knows instinctively what version of James Jr she saw.*
Mila: What's up?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: I think so...
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Aide: Sir you could send him to deal with this. We haven't called on him for a while so he may be busy with experiments.
Mephiles: Perhaps but this seems to be a more personal matter. I can't let someone claim what is mine.
Aide: I can make preparations.
Mephiles: Do it just in case.
Karen: Okay, maybe we can leave this until later.
*She changes into her regular gear with Susan and they both stretch and warm-up on the mats.*
Ready?
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Susan: Sure.
*Karen locks up with her, trying to take her down.*
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Kovan: and what will you do if he doesn't come? What then what happens.
Sala: I don't like leaving your mom on her own, or your brother. He did plenty for me in that sickbay.
*Bajor*
Avern'an: Be wary, you never know what other drifters want in particular.. Who was it?
*OOC: That would be a lively conversation.. One that could happen given that arc. *
Coulson: well at least the weathers nice
Mila: I know the feeling...
*Bajor.*
Tara A: My nephew...
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*Karen lands on her feet before pushing herself free and steadying herself.*
Karen: That all you got, icing-gut?
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Sala: *her brow furrows a bit* I dunno..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: *Now standing as the whisps proceeding as he thinks* A version of your nephew... with time and dimensions distorted by you it makes these visits bizarre. Have you seen your brother? He has not been present...
Taizen: If he doesn't.. Your realm belongs to me. Alas you have 40 days, bring him to the place he designates if he does choose to challenge my claim..
Mila: What is it?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: No. I haven't seen him in months.
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Susan: Susan: Its more than you've got.
Karen: Wanna bet, sister?
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Sala: *As the shuttle takes off.. * Can't help but to worry, much less feel a bit guilty..
*Bajor*
Avern'an: When you can check on him. You might want to leave this planet and the shoal zone, and proceed to these games being held. Who knows you might run into people that can help you to a degree. As for finding the being you seek, he will know your grief..
Farewell. For now.
*He taps her head and she wakes. The ball is no longer pulsating.. Wilson is still outside*
*She heads to the runabout.*
Tara A: We need to get going.
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Damien: hello
A large creature appears looking much like a legendary dragon.
Parathax: who has called unto me and entered my domain.
Damien: i have. My name is Damien and I seek knowledge to help protect the people of my realm.
Parathax: ah is it knowledge or power you seek?
*Casval sits down.. his mind a touch in disarray. But he did wonder what was going on.*
*Bajor*
Wilson: Oh? Where are we going now? Tell me somewhere that isn't creepy.
*Mila sits next to him while Colas fills Sala in on her part of the mission.*
Mila: You okay?
*Bajor.*
Tara A: Terra Nova.
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*Karen goes down, struggling as they roll over a few times before Susan pins her down for the moment.*
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