I.R.W. Genorex:
T'vor: Thalaron? Fire the remainder of our plasma torpedos, and warp out, NOW!
The Genore fires 20 high-tech plasma torpedos, critically damaging the Impavadus and Endeavour, and warps out.
Baroan:All power to life-support and repair nanites. Killyah, did we tag that wort by any chance?
Killyah: Sadly, no sir. We weren't able to fire a drone or tracker at 'im.
Baroan: Damn. Well, open up channels with the Endeavor and check if their all right.
Baroan:All power to life-support and repair nanites. Killyah, did we tag that wort by any chance?
Killyah: Sadly, no sir. We weren't able to fire a drone or tracker at 'im.
Baroan: Damn. Well, open up channels with the Endeavor and check if their all right.
T'eal: Yes sir.
*Baroan looks at Kran*
Baroan: You all right, daehlen?
I.R.W. Genorex
Tactical Officer: Sir, we left a few surprises with the ship.
T'vor: Oh?
Tac Officer: Yes sir, 40 mines. As soon as the repair nanites start up, boom, the ship will be almost, if not, destroyed.
T'vor: Very well. Long live the Star Empire.
Tactical Officer: Sir, we left a few surprises with the ship.
T'vor: Oh?
Tac Officer: Yes sir, 40 mines. As soon as the repair nanites start up, boom, the ship will be almost, if not, destroyed.
T'vor: Very well. Long live the Star Empire.
OOC: I get making it diifficult, but it almost seems as if you just want me too die, and when would mines be able to sense repair nanites?
Baroan: Killyah, ETA on the nanites?
Killyah: Just about now, sir.
*Just then, the mines went off, destroying most of the ship*
Baroan: What the imirrhlhhse just happened?! Nevermind, everyone get to the shuttles, now! Oliah, shipwide evacuation, alert the Endeavor T'eal. Salia, organize the evacuation on all decks. I'll get our friends off, and set the core to go and take the thalaron with it. Thank Nouhha that it didn't hit the generator, too.
*Over the course of the next hour, those still alive loaded on to warp capable shuttles and and left to a safe distance as the Impavadus V collapses into a singularity*
Baroan: T'eal, open all channels to the survivors. This is Vice Admiral Baroan, your captain and commander. Today, was an eventful day, starting with the rescue of our Federation allies, and ending with the death of our beloved ship, the R.R.W. Impavadus V. We have all lost friends and family this day, but they will all be accepted into Vorta Vor as heroes for dying in the line of duty. You all have my personally oath that we will hunt down these TRIBBLE and send them straight to Areinnye. Alhu na Shinarae!
*He motions to T'eal to cut the transmission*
Baroan: Well, Enriov Kran. That certainly just happened.
*He sighs and falls into a chair, his face in his hands*
OOC: Hope you don't mind that I used the word for falling, I couldn't find the Rihannsu word for fallen.
OOC: I get making it diifficult, but it almost seems as if you just want me too die, and when would mines be able to sense repair nanites?
Baroan: Killyah, ETA on the nanites?
Killyah: Just about now, sir.
*Just then, the mines went off, destroying most of the ship*
Baroan: What the imirrhlhhse just happened?! Nevermind, everyone get to the shuttles, now! Oliah, shipwide evacuation, alert the Endeavor T'eal. Salia, organize the evacuation on all decks. I'll get our friends off, and set the core to go and take the thalaron with it. Thank Nouhha that it didn't hit the generator, too.
*Over the course of the next hour, those still alive loaded on to warp capable shuttles and and left to a safe distance as the Impavadus V collapses into a singularity*
Baroan: T'eal, open all channels to the survivors. This is Vice Admiral Baroan, your captain and commander. Today, was an eventful day, starting with the rescue of our Federation allies, and ending with the death of our beloved ship, the R.R.W. Impavadus V. We have all lost friends and family this day, but they will all be accepted into Vorta Vor as heroes for dying in the line of duty. You all have my personally oath that we will hunt down these TRIBBLE and send them straight to Areinnye. Alhu na Shinarae!
*He motions to T'eal to cut the transmission*
Baroan: Well, Enriov Kran. That certainly just happened.
*He sighs and falls into a chair, his face in his hands*
OOC: Hope you don't mind that I used the word for falling, I couldn't find the Rihannsu word for fallen.
Breen Confederacy Vessel (B.C.V.) Pran
Breen Sensors Officer: Sir, we just picked up a massive explosion, it appears a Romulan ship just exploded, detecting 1 Earther vessel and multiple Romulan escape shuttles.
Thot Tran: Helm, how long would it take to get there?
Helm officer: 3.5 minutes, sir.
Thot Tran: take us there. Comm, tramsmit a message. Romulan vessel, this is the Breen warship Pran, we are en-route to assist repair efforts and take any shuttles back to the Republic. Pran out.
Sensors Officer: Sir, the Earther vessel just warped out, the Romulan escape craft is still there. Detecting Thalaron radiation, it appears to be spreading. I doubt the Romulans realise, their shuttle sensor capabilities are limited.
Tran: Helm, attempt to increase speed, I do not care what it takes. Just do it.
The Chel'Gret warship, with pieces of Borg technology, warped out.
OOC: Of course, the Breen are speaking in their normal electronic buzzing.
Breen Sensors Officer: Sir, we just picked up a massive explosion, it appears a Romulan ship just exploded, detecting 1 Earther vessel and multiple Romulan escape shuttles.
Thot Tran: Helm, how long would it take to get there?
Helm officer: 3.5 minutes, sir.
Thot Tran: take us there. Comm, tramsmit a message. Romulan vessel, this is the Breen warship Pran, we are en-route to assist repair efforts and take any shuttles back to the Republic. Pran out.
Sensors Officer: Sir, the Earther vessel just warped out, the Romulan escape craft is still there. Detecting Thalaron radiation, it appears to be spreading. I doubt the Romulans realise, their shuttle sensor capabilities are limited.
Tran: Helm, attempt to increase speed, I do not care what it takes. Just do it.
The Chel'Gret warship, with pieces of Borg technology, warped out.
OOC: Of course, the Breen are speaking in their normal electronic buzzing.
T'eal: Sir, we've been hailed, but it seems to just be static.
Baroan: Static? Quickly, play it back.
* T'eal plays the message back, and the eerie sounds play through the cabin*
Baroan: Dosen't soud like the usually static.... You have any ideas Kran?
T'eal: Sir, we've been hailed, but it seems to just be static.
Baroan: Static? Quickly, play it back.
* T'eal plays the message back, and the eerie sounds play through the cabin*
Baroan: Dosen't soud like the usually static.... You have any ideas Kran?
B.C.V. Pran
Helm officer: Sir, we just arrived.
Tran: Comms, translate this message into their language
Communicaton officer: Yes sir
Tran: Romulan shuttles, this is Thot Tran of the Breen warship Pran. We are here to provide assisstance. We have also detected Thalaron radiation, and will attempt to evacuate as many of you as we are able to. Respond if you want to be assissted. Pran out.
Helm officer: Sir, we just arrived.
Tran: Comms, translate this message into their language
Communicaton officer: Yes sir
Tran: Romulan shuttles, this is Thot Tran of the Breen warship Pran. We are here to provide assisstance. We have also detected Thalaron radiation, and will attempt to evacuate as many of you as we are able to. Respond if you want to be assissted. Pran out.
Baroan: Breen? Well, that is a suprise. T'eal, open communications.
T'eal: Open, sir'
Baroan: Thot Tran, this is Vice Admiral Baroan and the remnants of the R.W.W. Impavadus. We would appreciate an escort to mol'Rihan, if it not too far out of the way. Also, we would like to be informed exactly where the thalaron radiation is so we can avoid it as the shuttles warp out. End transmission.
T'eal: Closed sir.
Baroan: Well, now we wait for the response. I can't believe we actually just talked to a Breen. I hope they don't stab us in the back. Kran, I hope you don't mind that we 're taking you to New Romulus. We can arrange transportation for you and your crew back to E.S.D.
T'eal: Sir, we've been hailed, but it seems to just be static.
Baroan: Static? Quickly, play it back.
* T'eal plays the message back, and the eerie sounds play through the cabin*
Baroan: Dosen't soud like the usually static.... You have any ideas Kran?
Kran: It sonds closest to Breen to me. I've had a few run-ins with them while helping the Deferi. Ambassador, can I talk to you in private for a moment?
OOC: sorry for not responding for so long.
EDIT: OOC: <--- This is Kran. Everyone say hi!
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
Baroan: Breen? Well, that is a suprise. T'eal, open communications.
T'eal: Open, sir'
Baroan: Thot Tran, this is Vice Admiral Baroan and the remnants of the R.W.W. Impavadus. We would appreciate an escort to mol'Rihan, if it not too far out of the way. Also, we would like to be informed exactly where the thalaron radiation is so we can avoid it as the shuttles warp out. End transmission.
T'eal: Closed sir.
Baroan: Well, now we wait for the response. I can't believe we actually just talked to a Breen. I hope they don't stab us in the back. Kran, I hope you don't mind that we 're taking you to New Romulus. We can arrange transportation for you and your crew back to E.S.D.
Tran: Very well, transmitting coordinates of Thalaron radiation. Follow us, we will escort you to New Romulus. Pran out.
*The Breen ship, and Romulan shuttles, go to warp, to Mol'Rihan*
Kran: It sonds closest to Breen to me. I've had a few run-ins with them while helping the Deferi. Ambassador, can I talk to you in private for a moment?
OOC: sorry for not responding for so long.
EDIT: OOC: <--- This is Kran. Everyone say hi!
OOC: It's fine, ,man.
*As the shuttles go to warp, Baroan looks at Kran*
Baroan: Of course Admiral. This way.
*He leads the way to the small, empty crew room on the shuttle*
Baroan: I'm so sorry that you were dragged into this, Kran. To be truthful, I had no idea that would happen. And now the Breen are helping us. I thas been an eventful day. Anyway, what did you want to talk about?
*As the shuttles go to warp, Baroan looks at Kran*
Baroan: Of course Admiral. This way.
*He leads the way to the small, empty crew room on the shuttle*
Baroan: I'm so sorry that you were dragged into this, Kran. To be truthful, I had no idea that would happen. And now the Breen are helping us. I thas been an eventful day. Anyway, what did you want to talk about?
Kran: Indeed it has. I'm sorry to ask this of you Ambassador given that you have just lost your ship. However the I.S.S. Umbra is still out there. I can stop my mirror self but I will need you to divert this shuttle to these coordinates above mol'Rihan's north pole.
*Kran hands Baroan a tricorder with the coordinates.*
Kran: I know this is a strange request but I must ask you to trust me.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
Kran: Indeed it has. I'm sorry to ask this of you Ambassador given that you have just lost your ship. However the I.S.S. Umbra is still out there. I can stop my mirror self but I will need you to divert this shuttle to these coordinates above mol'Rihan's north pole.
*Kran hands Baroan a tricorder with the coordinates.*
Kran: I know this is a strange request but I must ask you to trust me.
*Baroan nods, looking over the coordinates*
Baroan: Well, it deinately isn't far from our original destination. All right, let's do it.
*He leaves the crew quarters and walks into the cockpit.*
Baroan: T'eal, take us out of warp and divert us to these coordinates. It is vital to the location and capture of a dangerous criminal.
*T'eal looks over the tricorder*
T'eal: This is just the Arctic circle of mol'Rihan, sir.
*Baroan shrugs*
Baroan: It was Kran's idea. Didn't elaborate much. Shouldn't hurt to do it anyway.
T'eal: All right sir. As long as we can track down those Tal'Shiar TRIBBLE after.
Baroan: Of course Subcommander.
OOC: Sorry it took so long, started to play Infamous Second Son and that took a few hours. Didn't think anyone would reply today.
Baroan: Well, it deinately isn't far from our original destination. All right, let's do it.
*He leaves the crew quarters and walks into the cockpit.*
Baroan: T'eal, take us out of warp and divert us to these coordinates. It is vital to the location and capture of a dangerous criminal.
*T'eal looks over the tricorder*
T'eal: This is just the Arctic circle of mol'Rihan, sir.
*Baroan shrugs*
Baroan: It was Kran's idea. Didn't elaborate much. Shouldn't hurt to do it anyway.
T'eal: All right sir. As long as we can track down those Tal'Shiar TRIBBLE after.
Baroan: Of course Subcommander.
OOC: Sorry it took so long, started to play Infamous Second Son and that took a few hours. Didn't think anyone would reply today.
*Baroan's shuttle drops out of warp at mol'Rihan. It then brakes away from the group heading to the north pole at full impulse. After reaching the coordinates Kran specified, Kran taps his combadge three times. The third chirp from his combadge is higher pitched and causes a change in front of them. A Galaxy Dreadnought declokes in front of them. The hull reads NX-92887-D U.S.S. Umbra.*
Kran: (under his breath) "The old shadow is cast again." "Well Ambassador, I guess I ow you an explanation. Ask away."
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
*Baroan's shuttle drops out of warp at mol'Rihan. It then brakes away from the group heading to the north pole at full impulse. After reaching the coordinates Kran specified, Kran taps his combadge three times. The third chirp from his combadge is higher pitched and causes a change in front of them. A Galaxy Dreadnought declokes in front of them. The hull reads NX-92887-D U.S.S. Umbra.*
Kran: (under his breath) "The old shadow is cast again." "Well Ambassador, I guess I ow you an explanation. Ask away."
Baroan, with a smile: Well, other than a clear violation of the Treaty of Algeron, I really don't understand what the meaning behind this is. Other than the previous Umbra was a decomissioned version. Or, you are actually mirror Kran and the previous ship was taken over by you to fool me. *At this point, Baroan pulled a falchion apparently from nowhere and put to Kran's neck, in a rather fast and practiced motion.* If my first assumption is correct, then I hope you don't mind.
OOC: If Kran would look around, he would see all of the other crew also has mutiple weapons pointed at him. Also, that there seems to be that none of his crew are abourd.
Baroan, with a smile: Well, other than a clear violation of the Treaty of Algeron, I really don't understand what the meaning behind this is. Other than the previous Umbra was a decomissioned version. Or, you are actually mirror Kran and the previous ship was taken over by you to fool me. *At this point, Baroan pulled a falchion apparently from nowhere and put to Kran's neck, in a rather fast and practiced motion.* If my first assumption is correct, then I hope you don't mind.
OOC: If Kran would look around, he would see all of the other crew also has mutiple weapons pointed at him. Also, that there seems to be that none of his crew are abourd.
Kran: Hold on! If I was the mirror Kran would I have shown you this so willingly? Besides D'Tan knows about this! It was kept secret so as to not alarm anyone. The Umbra-D had just finished an extensive retrofit. I had her flown here in case something went wrong with the temporal anomaly. She was not in range by the time the mirror Umbra showed up. I wanted to get to my ship... and invite you aboard since you lost yours. Now if you would lower your falchion and... were's my crew?
OOC: Holy TRIBBLE! I did not see that coming! Kran is telling the truth. If you contact D'Tan he would confirm it.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
Kran: Hold on! If I was the mirror Kran would I have shown you this so willingly? Besides D'Tan knows about this! It was kept secret so as to not alarm anyone. The Umbra-D had just finished an extensive retrofit. I had her flown here in case something went wrong with the temporal anomaly. She was not in range by the time the mirror Umbra showed up. I wanted to get to my ship... and invite you aboard since you lost yours. Now if you would lower your falchion and... were's my crew?
OOC: Holy TRIBBLE! I did not see that coming! Kran is telling the truth. If you contact D'Tan he would confirm it.
Baroan, suspicously: All right. T'eal, contact D'Tan and ask him if this is true. *He slowly lowers his falchion* Your crew is safe, just spread about the shuttles so they are outnumbered two to one. If you couldn't tell, I am extremely protective of my crew and friends. Just so you know, if you are lying, I will personally gut you like an epohh. That promise stays until I lay eyes on mirror Kran personally.
T'eal: Admiral, sir, D'Tan has answered. The story checks out.
Baroan: Okay. Then, yes Admiral Kran. My crew and I would be honoured to be aboard your ship. I hope you will forgive me for my outburst.
*He visibly collects himself, and Kran can see his red eyes, clearly exhausted. He falls into a chair again*
Baroan: It has been a long week, physically and meantally, even before the attack. That was like an extra layer and icing on the cake.
*Baroan puts his head in his hands and takes a deep breath. Oliah puts a hand on his shoulder. He looks at her, nods, and gets up.*
Baroan: T'eal, inform D'Tan that we will be helping Admiral Kran for a while, and that I beg him to build me a new ship, take it out of my personal funds if he has too. *He looks at Kran*
Let's go Admiral.
Tran: Very well, transmitting coordinates of Thalaron radiation. Follow us, we will escort you to New Romulus. Pran out.
*The Breen ship, and Romulan shuttles, go to warp, to Mol'Rihan*
Baroan, at mol'Rihan over the Arctic circle: T'eal, open communications to the Pran.
T'eal: Open sir
Baroan: Thot Tran, I, on the behalf of my crew and myself, thank you for the rescue. The thalaron radiation would definately caused more damage if you had not informed us. Please, if you would be ever so kind, contact D'Tan on this planet and establish relation between your Confederacy and the Republic. I know they would be forever honoured and it would help clear your species reputation among Romulans, if you care about that of course. End communication.
T'eal: Closed channels sir.
Baroan: Good, keep an hear to that tranmitter while we organize the boarding of our shuttles.
Baroan, suspicously: All right. T'eal, contact D'Tan and ask him if this is true. *He slowly lowers his falchion* Your crew is safe, just spread about the shuttles so they are outnumbered two to one. If you couldn't tell, I am extremely protective of my crew and friends. Just so you know, if you are lying, I will personally gut you like an epohh. That promise stays until I lay eyes on mirror Kran personally.
T'eal: Admiral, sir, D'Tan has answered. The story checks out.
Baroan: Okay. Then, yes Admiral Kran. My crew and I would be honoured to be aboard your ship. I hope you will forgive me for my outburst.
*He visibly collects himself, and Kran can see his red eyes, clearly exhausted. He falls into a chair again*
Baroan: It has been a long week, physically and meantally, even before the attack. That was like an extra layer and icing on the cake.
*Baroan puts his head in his hands and takes a deep breath. Oliah puts a hand on his shoulder. He looks at her, nods, and gets up.*
Baroan: T'eal, inform D'Tan that we will be helping Admiral Kran for a while, and that I beg him to build me a new ship, take it out of my personal funds if he has too. *He looks at Kran*
Let's go Admiral.
*Baroan's shuttles begin docking with the Umbra. The surviving crew of both ships take their stations aboard the Umbra. After everyone is situated, Kran and Baroan meet on the bridge.*
Kran: Ambassador Baroan, if you will accept the position I would like you to be the acting first officer for the duration of your stay aboard the Umbra.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
*Baroan's shuttles begin docking with the Umbra. The surviving crew of both ships take their stations aboard the Umbra. After everyone is situated, Kran and Baroan meet on the bridge.*
Kran: Ambassador Baroan, if you will accept the position I would like you to be the acting first officer for the duration of your stay aboard the Umbra.
Baroan: Yes sir, Admiral sir. *He salutes sharply and starts the bridge crew to work*
Chief Medical Officer, get a report on the crew and their status. Chief Science Officer, scan around and see if their may be any cloaked suprises, we want to be careful after the attack. Comms Officer, alert command that we are leaving. Helmsman, await the destination from the Admiral. *He looks expectantly at Kran as he sits in the first officer chair.*
Baroan: Yes sir, Admiral sir. *He salutes sharply and starts the bridge crew to work*
Chief Medical Officer, get a report on the crew and their status. Chief Science Officer, scan around and see if their may be any cloaked suprises, we want to be careful after the attack. Comms Officer, alert command that we are leaving. Helmsman, await the destination from the Admiral. *He looks expectantly at Kran as he sits in the first officer chair.*
*Kran sits in the captain's chair*
Kran: Satome, set a course for the remains of our ships, warp 7.
*Kran looks at Baroan*
Kran: Its our best bet on were to find the mirror Umbra.
Satome: Course laid in sir.
Kran: Engage.
*Some time passes before anything of note happens.*
Satome: Sir, we will be arriving at the destination coordinates shortly.
Kran: Good. Raise the cloke, we don't want any surprises this time.
*The Umbra Drops out of warp under cloke and detects the mirror Umbra.*
Kran: Drop the cloke and hail them.
Tort: No response sir. They'er changing course and charging weapons!
*The Umbras begin a heated exchange of fire ending with the prime Umbra being chased at full impulse by the mirror Umbra.*
Tort: Aft shields are failing!
Kran: Attack pattern Su 1!
*The Umbra comes to a full stop causing the Mirror Umbra to over take her.*
Kran: Now we have you. Target their warp core! Fire the anti-proton lance!
*The Umbra fires her main weapon at the mirror Umbra, effortlessly breaking through her shields and punching straight through her warp core. The I.S.S. Umbra is instantly destroyed.*
Kran: ...Its over... Baroan I...
*Kran collects himself*
Kran: If you need any assistance with the ship that destroyed yours, I am at your disposal.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
Tran: Did we get the tracking device on their ship?
Officer: Yes, sir. The ships designation is "Genorex"
Tran: Activate cloaking device, alert the fleet and follow them.
The Pran and dozens of Breen ships cloak, and follow the Genorex
Quadra Sigma System
Sensors officer: Sir, Genorex detected.
Tran: Move us into assualt position 5
Helm: Yes sir
Tran: Decloak, target its comm array and fire.
The Pran fires at its comm array, destroying it.
Pran: Target its power core. Fire
The Pran and the other Breen vessels fire at the Genorexs power core, and destroy the ship.
Pran: Helm, warp out, now.
The vessels warp out.
Tran: Did we get the tracking device on their ship?
Officer: Yes, sir. The ships designation is "Genorex"
Tran: Activate cloaking device, alert the fleet and follow them.
The Pran and dozens of Breen ships cloak, and follow the Genorex
Quadra Sigma System
Sensors officer: Sir, Genorex detected.
Tran: Move us into assualt position 5
Helm: Yes sir
Tran: Decloak, target its comm array and fire.
The Pran fires at its comm array, destroying it.
Pran: Target its power core. Fire
The Pran and the other Breen vessels fire at the Genorexs power core, and destroy the ship.
Pran: Helm, warp out, now.
The vessels warp out.
OOC: Just so you know, I'm taking over Genorex story, 'cause that just isn't how thats supposed to end. I want to form an actual story arc for this. I mean hell, you destroyed Baroan's ship in an almost god-mode way, you owe me that. And I may not know, but I'm pretty sure an obviously powerful ship would just sit their without sheilds raised. Also, the Pran wasn't in the same system when the Genorex attacked, therefore it couldn't have attached a tracking device ever. It's your ship and characters, but it has to be believeable.
Kran: Satome, set a course for the remains of our ships, warp 7.
*Kran looks at Baroan*
Kran: Its our best bet on were to find the mirror Umbra.
Satome: Course laid in sir.
Kran: Engage.
*Some time passes before anything of note happens.*
Satome: Sir, we will be arriving at the destination coordinates shortly.
Kran: Good. Raise the cloke, we don't want any surprises this time.
*The Umbra Drops out of warp under cloke and detects the mirror Umbra.*
Kran: Drop the cloke and hail them.
Tort: No response sir. They'er changing course and charging weapons!
*The Umbras begin a heated exchange of fire ending with the prime Umbra being chased at full impulse by the mirror Umbra.*
Tort: Aft shields are failing!
Kran: Attack pattern Su 1!
*The Umbra comes to a full stop causing the Mirror Umbra to over take her.*
Kran: Now we have you. Target their warp core! Fire the anti-proton lance!
*The Umbra fires her main weapon at the mirror Umbra, effortlessly breaking through her shields and punching straight through her warp core. The I.S.S. Umbra is instantly destroyed.*
Kran: ...Its over... Baroan I...
*Kran collects himself*
Kran: If you need any assistance with the ship that destroyed yours, I am at your disposal.
Baroan: Well, that was over suprisingly fast. I hope mirror Kran was actually on that ship. seems that a mirror of you wouldn't have fallen for that kind of thing. Hmm, anyway, I do appreciate the offer, and I will accept it immediatly. Killyah, did the tracker D'Tan attached to the Pran before it warped out transmit?
Killyah: Yes sir, last known location was deep inside suspected Tal'Shiar space. We can get there in under three hours if we go warp nine.
Baroan: Good, they probably lead us straight to those worts that attacked us. I hope their there, and that those Breen backstabbers didn't take them out before us.
OOC: It's going to be that the ship was abandoned, and that we will have to go a searching for them. Jmaster, I hope that agree that this might be the better chose, and it will take a few tries, considering how good the Tal'Shiar are at hiding.
OOC: Just so you know, I'm taking over Genorex story, 'cause that just isn't how thats supposed to end. I want to form an actual story arc for this. I mean hell, you destroyed Baroan's ship in an almost god-mode way, you owe me that. And I may not know, but I'm pretty sure an obviously powerful ship would just sit their without sheilds raised. Also, the Pran wasn't in the same system when the Genorex attacked, therefore it couldn't have attached a tracking device ever. It's your ship and characters, but it has to be believeable.
OOC: True, disregard that post.
P.S. The Breen are against the Tal Shiar. My suggestion is that the Breen backstab the Tal Shiar.
Baroan: Well, that was over suprisingly fast. I hope mirror Kran was actually on that ship. seems that a mirror of you wouldn't have fallen for that kind of thing. Hmm, anyway, I do appreciate the offer, and I will accept it immediatly. Killyah, did the tracker D'Tan attached to the Pran before it warped out transmit?
Killyah: Yes sir, last known location was deep inside suspected Tal'Shiar space. We can get there in under three hours if we go warp nine.
Baroan: Good, they probably lead us straight to those worts that attacked us. I hope their there, and that those Breen backstabbers didn't take them out before us.
OOC: It's going to be that the ship was abandoned, and that we will have to go a searching for them. Jmaster, I hope that agree that this might be the better chose, and it will take a few tries, considering how good the Tal'Shiar are at hiding.
Kran: Well I thought it was over, but now you are worrying me... Anyway that is a problem for another time. Engage the cloke and set a course for that tracker. Warp 9.
Tort: Cloke active.
Satome: Course laid in sir.
Kran: Engage.
OCC: Sorry about my last post. The writing got kind of bad towards the end.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
P.S. The Breen are against the Tal Shiar. My suggestion is that the Breen backstab the Tal Shiar.
OOC: You can do what ever you want with the Tal'Shiar, I just want the Genorex as my characters revenge plot. I am completely fine with you and your characters, just don't kill off someone that someone has clearly set out to do so themselves. Infact, I would love to see alot more that you have on the Breen. It's very interesting, one of the main stories that ST writers set up for later and never did anything with.
Kran: Well I thought it was over, but now you are worrying me... Anyway that is a problem for another time. Engage the cloke and set a course for that tracker. Warp 9.
Tort: Cloke active.
Satome: Course laid in sir.
Kran: Engage.
OCC: Sorry about my last post. The writing got kind of bad towards the end.
Baroan: Right, when we get there, if there still entact after the Pran, I will need you to uncloak and destroy them completely. If they're space debris, then uncloak and scan it for anything out of the ordinary. They are or were Tal'Shiar, who notorious for tricks, even tricking the Breen.
Oliah: I can't wait to blow these TRIBBLE right out of reality.
Baroan: That is there even still alive.
Killyah: I'll take control of the scans. If that doesn't impede on any of the huma..... I mean the Admiral's crew?
Baroan: Right, when we get there, if there still entact after the Pran, I will need you to uncloak and destroy them completely. If they're space debris, then uncloak and scan it for anything out of the ordinary. They are or were Tal'Shiar, who notorious for tricks, even tricking the Breen.
Oliah: I can't wait to blow these TRIBBLE right out of reality.
Baroan: That is there even still alive.
Killyah: I'll take control of the scans. If that doesn't impede on any of the huma..... I mean the Admiral's crew?
*Kran raises an ebrow at Killyah's statment.*
Kran: Its not a problem. This is Ambassador Baroan's mission after all. However, this is still my ship so I seriously hope you are not expecting me to hand over my command for the mission. Ambassador, would you join me in my ready room?
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
Kran: Its not a problem. This is Ambassador Baroan's mission after all. However, this is still my ship so I seriously hope you are not expecting me to hand over my command for the mission. Ambassador, would you join me in my ready room?
Baroan: Of course.
*He follows Kran to his ready room*
Baroan: Please forgive Killyah, she is rather, um, eager you could say. She lost close family on the ship. That stumble in here words, though. That I am truly sorry for. You see, her biological family was on a Reman colony that was attacked by human pirates. She was young, but old enough to remember what happened and who it was. She lived with her uncle and aunt after that, and eventually got over it. With their death, she may have made a relapse. Anyway, enough apologies. What did you want to talk about?
Baroan: Of course.
*He follows Kran to his ready room*
Baroan: Please forgive Killyah, she is rather, um, eager you could say. She lost close family on the ship. That stumble in here words, though. That I am truly sorry for. You see, her biological family was on a Reman colony that was attacked by human pirates. She was young, but old enough to remember what happened and who it was. She lived with her uncle and aunt after that, and eventually got over it. With their death, she may have made a relapse. Anyway, enough apologies. What did you want to talk about?
Kran: (sigh...) I am truly sorry to hear that. This brings all the more urgency to what I am going to say. You see, I think I know how we can get your ship back.
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
Comments
Baroan:All power to life-support and repair nanites. Killyah, did we tag that wort by any chance?
Killyah: Sadly, no sir. We weren't able to fire a drone or tracker at 'im.
Baroan: Damn. Well, open up channels with the Endeavor and check if their all right.
T'eal: Yes sir.
*Baroan looks at Kran*
Baroan: You all right, daehlen?
I.R.W. Genorex
Tactical Officer: Sir, we left a few surprises with the ship.
T'vor: Oh?
Tac Officer: Yes sir, 40 mines. As soon as the repair nanites start up, boom, the ship will be almost, if not, destroyed.
T'vor: Very well. Long live the Star Empire.
OOC: I get making it diifficult, but it almost seems as if you just want me too die, and when would mines be able to sense repair nanites?
Baroan: Killyah, ETA on the nanites?
Killyah: Just about now, sir.
*Just then, the mines went off, destroying most of the ship*
Baroan: What the imirrhlhhse just happened?! Nevermind, everyone get to the shuttles, now! Oliah, shipwide evacuation, alert the Endeavor T'eal. Salia, organize the evacuation on all decks. I'll get our friends off, and set the core to go and take the thalaron with it. Thank Nouhha that it didn't hit the generator, too.
*Over the course of the next hour, those still alive loaded on to warp capable shuttles and and left to a safe distance as the Impavadus V collapses into a singularity*
Baroan: T'eal, open all channels to the survivors. This is Vice Admiral Baroan, your captain and commander. Today, was an eventful day, starting with the rescue of our Federation allies, and ending with the death of our beloved ship, the R.R.W. Impavadus V. We have all lost friends and family this day, but they will all be accepted into Vorta Vor as heroes for dying in the line of duty. You all have my personally oath that we will hunt down these TRIBBLE and send them straight to Areinnye. Alhu na Shinarae!
*He motions to T'eal to cut the transmission*
Baroan: Well, Enriov Kran. That certainly just happened.
*He sighs and falls into a chair, his face in his hands*
OOC: Hope you don't mind that I used the word for falling, I couldn't find the Rihannsu word for fallen.
Breen Confederacy Vessel (B.C.V.) Pran
Breen Sensors Officer: Sir, we just picked up a massive explosion, it appears a Romulan ship just exploded, detecting 1 Earther vessel and multiple Romulan escape shuttles.
Thot Tran: Helm, how long would it take to get there?
Helm officer: 3.5 minutes, sir.
Thot Tran: take us there. Comm, tramsmit a message. Romulan vessel, this is the Breen warship Pran, we are en-route to assist repair efforts and take any shuttles back to the Republic. Pran out.
Sensors Officer: Sir, the Earther vessel just warped out, the Romulan escape craft is still there. Detecting Thalaron radiation, it appears to be spreading. I doubt the Romulans realise, their shuttle sensor capabilities are limited.
Tran: Helm, attempt to increase speed, I do not care what it takes. Just do it.
The Chel'Gret warship, with pieces of Borg technology, warped out.
OOC: Of course, the Breen are speaking in their normal electronic buzzing.
Baroan: Static? Quickly, play it back.
* T'eal plays the message back, and the eerie sounds play through the cabin*
Baroan: Dosen't soud like the usually static.... You have any ideas Kran?
B.C.V. Pran
Helm officer: Sir, we just arrived.
Tran: Comms, translate this message into their language
Communicaton officer: Yes sir
Tran: Romulan shuttles, this is Thot Tran of the Breen warship Pran. We are here to provide assisstance. We have also detected Thalaron radiation, and will attempt to evacuate as many of you as we are able to. Respond if you want to be assissted. Pran out.
OOC: Here's what a Breen sounds like: http://classic.xfire.com/video/3b78d8/
Baroan: Breen? Well, that is a suprise. T'eal, open communications.
T'eal: Open, sir'
Baroan: Thot Tran, this is Vice Admiral Baroan and the remnants of the R.W.W. Impavadus. We would appreciate an escort to mol'Rihan, if it not too far out of the way. Also, we would like to be informed exactly where the thalaron radiation is so we can avoid it as the shuttles warp out. End transmission.
T'eal: Closed sir.
Baroan: Well, now we wait for the response. I can't believe we actually just talked to a Breen. I hope they don't stab us in the back. Kran, I hope you don't mind that we 're taking you to New Romulus. We can arrange transportation for you and your crew back to E.S.D.
Kran: It sonds closest to Breen to me. I've had a few run-ins with them while helping the Deferi. Ambassador, can I talk to you in private for a moment?
OOC: sorry for not responding for so long.
EDIT: OOC: <--- This is Kran. Everyone say hi!
Tran: Very well, transmitting coordinates of Thalaron radiation. Follow us, we will escort you to New Romulus. Pran out.
*The Breen ship, and Romulan shuttles, go to warp, to Mol'Rihan*
OOC: It's fine, ,man.
*As the shuttles go to warp, Baroan looks at Kran*
Baroan: Of course Admiral. This way.
*He leads the way to the small, empty crew room on the shuttle*
Baroan: I'm so sorry that you were dragged into this, Kran. To be truthful, I had no idea that would happen. And now the Breen are helping us. I thas been an eventful day. Anyway, what did you want to talk about?
Kran: Indeed it has. I'm sorry to ask this of you Ambassador given that you have just lost your ship. However the I.S.S. Umbra is still out there. I can stop my mirror self but I will need you to divert this shuttle to these coordinates above mol'Rihan's north pole.
*Kran hands Baroan a tricorder with the coordinates.*
Kran: I know this is a strange request but I must ask you to trust me.
*Baroan nods, looking over the coordinates*
Baroan: Well, it deinately isn't far from our original destination. All right, let's do it.
*He leaves the crew quarters and walks into the cockpit.*
Baroan: T'eal, take us out of warp and divert us to these coordinates. It is vital to the location and capture of a dangerous criminal.
*T'eal looks over the tricorder*
T'eal: This is just the Arctic circle of mol'Rihan, sir.
*Baroan shrugs*
Baroan: It was Kran's idea. Didn't elaborate much. Shouldn't hurt to do it anyway.
T'eal: All right sir. As long as we can track down those Tal'Shiar TRIBBLE after.
Baroan: Of course Subcommander.
OOC: Sorry it took so long, started to play Infamous Second Son and that took a few hours. Didn't think anyone would reply today.
*Baroan's shuttle drops out of warp at mol'Rihan. It then brakes away from the group heading to the north pole at full impulse. After reaching the coordinates Kran specified, Kran taps his combadge three times. The third chirp from his combadge is higher pitched and causes a change in front of them. A Galaxy Dreadnought declokes in front of them. The hull reads NX-92887-D U.S.S. Umbra.*
Kran: (under his breath) "The old shadow is cast again." "Well Ambassador, I guess I ow you an explanation. Ask away."
Baroan, with a smile: Well, other than a clear violation of the Treaty of Algeron, I really don't understand what the meaning behind this is. Other than the previous Umbra was a decomissioned version. Or, you are actually mirror Kran and the previous ship was taken over by you to fool me. *At this point, Baroan pulled a falchion apparently from nowhere and put to Kran's neck, in a rather fast and practiced motion.* If my first assumption is correct, then I hope you don't mind.
OOC: If Kran would look around, he would see all of the other crew also has mutiple weapons pointed at him. Also, that there seems to be that none of his crew are abourd.
Kran: Hold on! If I was the mirror Kran would I have shown you this so willingly? Besides D'Tan knows about this! It was kept secret so as to not alarm anyone. The Umbra-D had just finished an extensive retrofit. I had her flown here in case something went wrong with the temporal anomaly. She was not in range by the time the mirror Umbra showed up. I wanted to get to my ship... and invite you aboard since you lost yours. Now if you would lower your falchion and... were's my crew?
OOC: Holy TRIBBLE! I did not see that coming! Kran is telling the truth. If you contact D'Tan he would confirm it.
T'eal: Admiral, sir, D'Tan has answered. The story checks out.
Baroan: Okay. Then, yes Admiral Kran. My crew and I would be honoured to be aboard your ship. I hope you will forgive me for my outburst.
*He visibly collects himself, and Kran can see his red eyes, clearly exhausted. He falls into a chair again*
Baroan: It has been a long week, physically and meantally, even before the attack. That was like an extra layer and icing on the cake.
*Baroan puts his head in his hands and takes a deep breath. Oliah puts a hand on his shoulder. He looks at her, nods, and gets up.*
Baroan: T'eal, inform D'Tan that we will be helping Admiral Kran for a while, and that I beg him to build me a new ship, take it out of my personal funds if he has too. *He looks at Kran*
Let's go Admiral.
Baroan, at mol'Rihan over the Arctic circle: T'eal, open communications to the Pran.
T'eal: Open sir
Baroan: Thot Tran, I, on the behalf of my crew and myself, thank you for the rescue. The thalaron radiation would definately caused more damage if you had not informed us. Please, if you would be ever so kind, contact D'Tan on this planet and establish relation between your Confederacy and the Republic. I know they would be forever honoured and it would help clear your species reputation among Romulans, if you care about that of course. End communication.
T'eal: Closed channels sir.
Baroan: Good, keep an hear to that tranmitter while we organize the boarding of our shuttles.
*Baroan's shuttles begin docking with the Umbra. The surviving crew of both ships take their stations aboard the Umbra. After everyone is situated, Kran and Baroan meet on the bridge.*
Kran: Ambassador Baroan, if you will accept the position I would like you to be the acting first officer for the duration of your stay aboard the Umbra.
Chief Medical Officer, get a report on the crew and their status. Chief Science Officer, scan around and see if their may be any cloaked suprises, we want to be careful after the attack. Comms Officer, alert command that we are leaving. Helmsman, await the destination from the Admiral. *He looks expectantly at Kran as he sits in the first officer chair.*
*Kran sits in the captain's chair*
Kran: Satome, set a course for the remains of our ships, warp 7.
*Kran looks at Baroan*
Kran: Its our best bet on were to find the mirror Umbra.
Satome: Course laid in sir.
Kran: Engage.
*Some time passes before anything of note happens.*
Satome: Sir, we will be arriving at the destination coordinates shortly.
Kran: Good. Raise the cloke, we don't want any surprises this time.
*The Umbra Drops out of warp under cloke and detects the mirror Umbra.*
Kran: Drop the cloke and hail them.
Tort: No response sir. They'er changing course and charging weapons!
*The Umbras begin a heated exchange of fire ending with the prime Umbra being chased at full impulse by the mirror Umbra.*
Tort: Aft shields are failing!
Kran: Attack pattern Su 1!
*The Umbra comes to a full stop causing the Mirror Umbra to over take her.*
Kran: Now we have you. Target their warp core! Fire the anti-proton lance!
*The Umbra fires her main weapon at the mirror Umbra, effortlessly breaking through her shields and punching straight through her warp core. The I.S.S. Umbra is instantly destroyed.*
Kran: ...Its over... Baroan I...
*Kran collects himself*
Kran: If you need any assistance with the ship that destroyed yours, I am at your disposal.
Tran: Did we get the tracking device on their ship?
Officer: Yes, sir. The ships designation is "Genorex"
Tran: Activate cloaking device, alert the fleet and follow them.
The Pran and dozens of Breen ships cloak, and follow the Genorex
Quadra Sigma System
Sensors officer: Sir, Genorex detected.
Tran: Move us into assualt position 5
Helm: Yes sir
Tran: Decloak, target its comm array and fire.
The Pran fires at its comm array, destroying it.
Pran: Target its power core. Fire
The Pran and the other Breen vessels fire at the Genorexs power core, and destroy the ship.
Pran: Helm, warp out, now.
The vessels warp out.
Killyah: Yes sir, last known location was deep inside suspected Tal'Shiar space. We can get there in under three hours if we go warp nine.
Baroan: Good, they probably lead us straight to those worts that attacked us. I hope their there, and that those Breen backstabbers didn't take them out before us.
OOC: It's going to be that the ship was abandoned, and that we will have to go a searching for them. Jmaster, I hope that agree that this might be the better chose, and it will take a few tries, considering how good the Tal'Shiar are at hiding.
OOC: True, disregard that post.
P.S. The Breen are against the Tal Shiar. My suggestion is that the Breen backstab the Tal Shiar.
Kran: Well I thought it was over, but now you are worrying me... Anyway that is a problem for another time. Engage the cloke and set a course for that tracker. Warp 9.
Tort: Cloke active.
Satome: Course laid in sir.
Kran: Engage.
OCC: Sorry about my last post. The writing got kind of bad towards the end.
Oliah: I can't wait to blow these TRIBBLE right out of reality.
Baroan: That is there even still alive.
Killyah: I'll take control of the scans. If that doesn't impede on any of the huma..... I mean the Admiral's crew?
*Kran raises an ebrow at Killyah's statment.*
Kran: Its not a problem. This is Ambassador Baroan's mission after all. However, this is still my ship so I seriously hope you are not expecting me to hand over my command for the mission. Ambassador, would you join me in my ready room?
*He follows Kran to his ready room*
Baroan: Please forgive Killyah, she is rather, um, eager you could say. She lost close family on the ship. That stumble in here words, though. That I am truly sorry for. You see, her biological family was on a Reman colony that was attacked by human pirates. She was young, but old enough to remember what happened and who it was. She lived with her uncle and aunt after that, and eventually got over it. With their death, she may have made a relapse. Anyway, enough apologies. What did you want to talk about?
Kran: (sigh...) I am truly sorry to hear that. This brings all the more urgency to what I am going to say. You see, I think I know how we can get your ship back.