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Thryiss: Nothing here. Captains? *She looks to the others expectantly.*
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Thryiss: The Sunstone can pull her weight, but a few more friendlies wouldn't hurt. Unfortunately, I've been somewhat isolated for the past few years. I can't think of anyone who owes me favours.
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(OOC: Sorry I was out of commission there for a while. Had to make a trip to sickbay.) McLean: Regardless of who's responsible, the people on that station have to be warned. Thryiss: Agreed. We may not have much time. Wil: Captain, may I add something? Thryiss: Of course. Wil: If your ships integrate Borg technology in any…
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Wil: Isn't the Vault occupied by the Reman Resistance? Thryiss: Yes, Obisek claimed it as their new base, and a home for anyone who needs one. McLean: We should hail them. They could be in danger. Thryiss: They could also be the ones causing it. McLean: Sir? Thryiss: As Soval mentioned, the Vault contains Borg technology.…
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Thryiss: When precisely did the effects on the liberated Borg begin? McLean: And what link could there be between the Borg and the Haakona System? *Wil began to think about the possible threats to the Sunstone. Thankfully, he didn't recall there being any liberated Borg aboard the ship. However, Borg technology has been…
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Thryiss: Strange... The Borg aren't prone to extraction missions. And "extermination"? Something is seriously off here. *Wil notices Soval's expression of distress.* Wil: Admiral?
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*Thryiss returns the handshake.* Thryiss: The pleasure's all mine! I never got the chance to properly thank you for saving my ship and taking care of my crew. (To Ryan) Now, if I'm not mistaken, we have some business at hand! Or is that hole in your ship just for looks?
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*Thryiss takes the offer to shake his hand.* Thryiss: Captain Thryiss of the U.S.S. Sunstone. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Captain, Allington! This is my First Officer, Commander McLean, and my Chief Tactical Officer and Chief of Security, Lieutenant Wil.
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[U.S.S. Sunstone, Bridge] Thryiss: McLean, Wil, you're with me. Eos, you have the bridge. *The three of them head down to the transporter room where they are taken to the U.S.S. Victorious.* Transporter Officer: Greetings, Captain. The observation lounge is located on Deck 1, adjacent the bridge. Thryiss: Thank you,…
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If I remember correctly, you can buy ship insurance in EVE. This player might still be ok.
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[U.S.S. Sunstone, Bridge] P'Vic: Captain, The Bunker Hill has jumped to warp. Thryiss: Eos, you heard the lady. Floor it. Eos: Yes, sir! *The Sunstone jumps to warp, following the Bunker Hill.* Wil: So, Captain. Why was she named the Sunstone? *Eos, the Caitian Conn Officer turned around in his seat.* Eos: May I answer…
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(OOC: lol, "Sunspot") [U.S.S. Sunstone, Transporter Room] *Lieutenant Wil materialized in the transporter room and was greeted by the Sunstone's first officer, Tamsin McLean. Wil was slightly taken aback by her presence.* Wil: What are you doing here? McLean: That's no way to greet your XO, Lieutenant. Wil: (Almost…
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Man, I love it when they put in the random pieces of detail into the background like that. Just like when they show an LCARS displaying something actually relevant to what they're doing or talking about. One of the many reasons I love Star Trek.
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How is BO broken? I've been using it this whole time, but if it's TRIBBLE, I'll wanna know if I should switch it out.
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*Wil opened the box to see a pip sitting in the middle.* Wil: Sir... *He couldn't bring himself to smile.* Wil: I'm sorry if I'm not showing my gratitude... I just can't help but think I'm benefitting from Shrod's death, which I know is not the case... *Wil looked at Soval, who's facial expression remained unchanged.* Wil:…
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[U.S.S. Bunker Hill, Turbolift] *Wil's head hung low as the turbo shaft lights whizzed by. He has barely talked to anyone since the incident. The crew of the U.S.S. Vancouver has already been transported off the ship. Wil is now the only one. The turbo doors opened to reveal the Odyssey bridge, and without a word, Wil…
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Ship flying right now feels more like piloting a submarine than a spaceship; There's always an up and a down, with a ceiling and a floor, and you can't pitch completely vertically. If ship flying was to be more realistic, we'd be able to roll and pitch completely around with the camera following our ship's orientation…
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[U.S.S. Bunker Hill, Sickbay] *Lieutenant Shrod stood stern by his biobed, head tilted down and his fists clenched tight. The forcefield had been re-erected as a precautionary measure, and two armed security officers stood near the door. The Chief Medical Officer, Doctor Luis Sandhurst, and the nurse were in the office,…
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*Wil looked around the room and saw all eyes focused on him. He wasn't expecting to have any input. It might've been the crimson uniform, but he could barely follow the conversation at all about brain functions. He sat forward in his chair.* Wil: Lieutenant Shrod... Is someone I greatly admire... I look up to him. While…
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Wil: Well I doubt we'll find these answers by ourselves. I suggest all the senior staff be assembled. We'll need as many heads working on this as we can.
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Wil: Sir, as I recall, the Lieutenant was rendered unconscious shortly after the particle containment field collapsed. I guess as the particle beings spread throughout the ship, some of them must have got caught in Shrod's body, like flies in a web. Though, none of the other officers with him were affected. Only Shrod. Any…
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*Wil follows.* Wil: I suppose you have a plan, Admiral?
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Shrod: If you wish to help us, free us from this prison and return us to our home! Only thus shall you prove your sincerity.
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*Shrod stopped bashing his fists against the forcefield and looked Soval in the eye with a menacing grimace. The particle entities were gaining more intricate control over the Lieutenant's body.* Shrod: ...Admiral Soval, of the United Federation of Planets. Your kind has trapped us. Stripped us from our home, and…
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*Wil knelt down to tend to the doctor, who gave him a quick nod and thumbs-up as he managed to get to his feet.* Wil: Sir, the doctor said that something might be using the Lieutenant's brain to... project itself, in a way. These Barrier Particles, you said they were most likely a form of life, right? It seems they could…
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[U.S.S. Bunker Hill, Mess Hall] *Ensign Wil was sitting at a table with Kate Reese and Brim Tanes, former members of the Vancouver crew.* Reese: ...He couldn't believe it! He said he's never seen anyone run a level 5 diagnostic so fast. He even checked over my entire work just to see that I actually got it all done. He was…
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[U.S.S. Bunker Hill, Ensign's Quarters] *Ensign Wil was writing up a report on his PADD while drinking a mug of jestral tea. He has been temporarily reassigned to the U.S.S. Bunker Hill after the evacuation of the U.S.S. Vancouver, with the task of acting as the Admiral's liaison and a familiar face for the rest of the…
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OOC: Gonna be out of commission for the next couple days, but I will be back!
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Wil: No worries, Commander. But thank you for clarifying. I was... perplexed for a moment. And Admiral, I'd be glad to be your liaison. I imagine they must be quite confused right about now and would like some answers. However, they will probably want to know why we can't return to Earth. Should I tell them about the…
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*Wil, slightly embarrassed at his formal choice of introduction, relaxes his shoulders, albeit uneasily, as he could swear he just heard a Vulcan make a joke. He didn't know whether to feel welcome or slightly terrified. Realizing that he was now blatantly staring at the Vulcan woman, Wil quickly directs his attention to…