OOC: Oh, trust me, Baroan dosen't trust the Pran any more that he could throw her Thot on Vulcan. Baroan, after recieving T'Vor's hail: What? Why would he kill the Tal'Shiar on Rator III. I thought he was with them. Oliah: He may not be with them, but he did destroy the Impavadus and killed Republic officers. He deserves…
*Baroan and his senior officers finally make to the bridge, seeing it strangly empty, abandoned apparently* Baroan: WHAT!? Where is that wort T'Vor? Oliah: It seems that he escaped, sir. Baroan: He definitely is related to Hakeev, no one but a relative of that fvadt ahlh could run so well. Oliah, putting a hand on is…
Well, someone could bring a phaser to said meeting of secondary team heads, shoot you and declare themselves captain (not me, I'd most likely be a medical officer and want nothing to do with the command or tactical thing), then another shoots him, and the whole Mongolian 'Well-whos-Khan-now?' thing happens and the ship…
You do relalize, good sir, that there is a seperate armory on the ship with bigger, badder, more powerful weapons that could blow you and the bridge to hell? That, and there is a secondary bridge. Also, there is probably personal sheild generators in afore mentioned armory.
If you're one of the 400, then yes. If we can figure out the transporter, we can even take more and exchange those that don't want to leave. We will take only the best, including the original 400, despite their skills.
Hmm, I would search around, make sure there is absoltely no one aboard, then start experimenting with the comms to contact someone planetside and tell them that we will now go colonize a planet with hopefully more common sense than Earth itself. Do a sort of Romulan Diaspora thing, just minus the religous turmoil and being…
Killyah: Admiral, the enemy's sheilds are down! Baroan, to the Umbra's transporter chief: Would you start transporting please? Transporter Chief: Of course, Ambassador. *All of the one thousand remaining crew transport to the Genorex* Baroan, to himself: You ready to die T'Vor?*Now to his crew* My faithful crew, my…
Baroan: Kran! Get your men to battle positions and follow the Genorex,. When you have a clean shot fire everything. I want sheilds down so my crew and I can board and take that ship ourselves. We will of course harvest any information we can and then blow the ship up. *He quickly runs to the turbolift, but turns back*…
*Baroan chuckles as he looks sideways to the sensors screen, seeing the faint signature of the Breen fleet's cloak and warp.* Baroan: Hmm, you look slightly familar, Captain T'Vor. Might you be related to Tal'Shiar Operative Hakeev? I do remember him mentioning a son before I executed him for his crimes.
*Baroan nods and moves up* Baroan: I.R.W. Genorex, this is U.S.S. Umbra, and also the crew of the R.R.W. Impavadus V, whom you destroyed. I, Admiral Baroan, formally request your entire crews surrender so you may be arrested and tried before a war crimes court. If you do not respond or comply, we will be forced to destroy…
Baroan: It is a very good offer, and I will certainly consider it. But first, I think we need to check whether we can repay the ones who destroyed the original before we procure the 'replacement'. *Just then, they feel the distinctive hum of the ship dropping out of warp. Baroan gestures to the door* Baroan: Shall we?
*Baroan crosses his arms and looks incredulously at Kran* Baroan: I do not know much about engineering, but I am pretty sure that once a star ship is blown to pieces, it can not be brought back....
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…
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…
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…
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?…
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…
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.…
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…
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…
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…
*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…
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…
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…
I would aim my ship at the nearst Klingon and set a collision course. Then transport the crew to a Klingon ship and systematically take it over, then set it for a collision course. Rinse, wash, and repeat. It entirely depends on if the transporter would work. If not, substitute for shuttles.
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?
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,…
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,…