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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547320</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Capt. Kidd&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 11:58:22 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>cgrinder</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547355</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra had kept a wary eye, on the soldier, as soon as he entered. As Ivan and the Captain talked, Am&amp;#039;tra simply watched, to make sure the man didn&amp;#039;t bolt for the exit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:28:18 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>erahuba</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547439</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra had kept a wary eye, on the soldier, as soon as he entered. As Ivan and the Captain talked, Am&amp;#039;tra simply watched, to make sure the man didn&amp;#039;t bolt for the exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;McGee looked over at Kidd &amp;quot;Sir.  I am willing to help you in anyway I can.&amp;quot;  He said as he held up the stump of his arm &amp;quot;They took my arm and killed my brothers.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;In cold blood.&amp;quot;  McGee said standing up &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know who you are, but if you&amp;#039;re against them, then you&amp;#039;re okay in my books.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can still shoot and I&amp;#039;m a sniper in my unit.&amp;quot;  He said proudly &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want to just sit here while these people, creatures whatever they are come into this town and slaughter the innocent folks here.&amp;quot;  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:06:40 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">547439 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547443</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Kidd to Jackson...Can the Saracen lock on to any of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Standby =/\= Andrew replied as he pushed the comm button on his chair. =/\= Bridge to Transporter room, can you get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures on the surface? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: After discussion with Tyra I have been given information to help keep things going while she is on LOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Per discussion with Tyra before taking her LOA, here is another tid bit to keep us busy and make things interesting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : IC: An alert suddenly sounded on the bridge. NE OnTheBall quickly acknowledged the alarm and checked the tactical console. &amp;quot;Commander sir, sensors are detecting enemy troop movement on the planet surface, I believe the attack is beginning. There is only a few minutes till weapons range.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Thank you Ensign,&amp;quot; was Andrew&amp;#039;s only reply as he considered the options they had. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : =/\=Thank you Commander, protect the ship and we will do what we can here. Kidd out.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:14:16 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">547443 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547445</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Corinne Dalton (SARAH Ship&amp;amp;#039;s Avatar Responsive Autonomous Hologram) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew T. Jackson (XO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;What I don&amp;#039;t understand is how we&amp;#039;ve had such a hard time locking onto energy sources THAT powerful. Even beings from the distant future would find it difficult to hide something like that.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Couldn&amp;#039;t the Saracen beam one of the Na&amp;#039;kuhl to see if there are answers to be had. I&amp;#039;m rather curious about /why/ they are interfering with Earth, especially at this time. I realize it&amp;#039;s not the first time, but there has to be a specific reason,&amp;quot; Ayla commented. Hell, they could beam a bunch into the brig. The other ship might fire though, but was it worth the risk? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Sharise, CNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I think one would be less conspicuous than a bunch but you may be on to something Counselor. Let&amp;#039;s see if the Saracen can detect their bio signs.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : He tapped his comm badge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Kidd to Jackson...Can the Saracen lock on to any of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Standby =/\= Andrew replied as he pushed the comm button on his chair to contact the Transporter Room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =^= Dr. T&amp;#039;Zel to Commander Jackson. Sir, I have been overhearing your chatter on the ship&amp;#039;s main channel. If I may, I wish to give you some information relative to the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl. According to reports sent to Starfleet Medical by some testimonials to which Admiral Beverly Crusher, the head of the study group considered valid and considerable as evidence, which I analyzed as part of my neurosurgical and psychiatric training, the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl are extremely intelligent beings, and have intense neural frequencies. Their synaptic elasticity is twice that of a member of my race and trice that of an average human being. You should be able to locate them via intense electrical power in their prefrontal cortex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : I also believe this to be an advantage when fighting. We can easily detect where their heads are and then neutralize them. However, as a byproduct of their evolution involving those heavy neural nets, they have developed a heavy skull with a cranial thickness that is considerable. It would take, in my estimation, two, maximum three shots to the head from a phaser rifle at maximum firepower to kill them. =^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : ------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : What T&amp;#039;Zel said was very good information unless they were masking the electrical signature.  Spearow and and the NE Security officer would find some of the forward troops, several of which appeared to be alien astride a tall horse.  They looked to be making plans for their attack and it seemed to be getting ready to happen fairly soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Cori nodded at the information and tuned herself in to look for that frequency. However, she looked at Rana and Ayla. &amp;quot;Does that make you two more vulnerable to them?&amp;quot; she wondered aloud. The Betazoid and Napean were telepathic and empathic respectively and she also knew that Ayla was receptive to other telepathic species enough to communicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know... maybe.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Jumping in here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ivan, who had remained pensive and deep in thought finally spoke up. Ivan wasn&amp;#039;t particularly tall, he had short black hair and emerald green eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;One of the patients gave a good description of them. They hef pale complexsions, bony looking faces with bat-like features and bright red eyes. Their blood is also yellowish-brown. I&amp;#039;m not sure how that helps in killing them though.&amp;quot; He commented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel noticing one of the inaccuracies pointed out by his superior, had this to add: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Sir, if I may, they have bright yellowy-orange eyes, due to the fact they spot their prey and scour their surroundings using emissions of light. The surface it hits, the amount of light absorbed, and the angle they hit back in has an effect on what they say, as their brain reinterprets the light in the same way we reinterpret the light that comes in via our ocular nerve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I recommend trying to use emissions of light using some mechanism available to us and point it at the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl in order to confuse them and alter their sensory perception. This should save us some time and could have our riflemen take as many of them out as possible while they are confused&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On a scientific note, it is believed by Federation scientists that this type of eyesight, coupled with the extreme intelligence typical of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl was due to their evolution in a subterranean environnement, where one had to calculate using fractal theory the passages that were created in the cave system. Their ships are thus fantastically complex in their structure, and their technology almost unsurpassed, minoring their Achilles heel of having an easily deceived perception system&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : -----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: I should have mentioned that I&amp;#039;m on the planet also going by Memory Alpha it says they have blood red eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan didn&amp;#039;t take kindly to being corrected. He bristled slightly not liking the fact that he was just contradicted on an open chanel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =^= Actually Ensign, they hef blood red eyes. The patient gave an acurate description of what he saw. =^= He replied trying to sound as calm as possible. However, he was admittedly impressed by the amount of information that the Ensign just gave them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Noticing the slight mistake, the Ensign corrected himself: &amp;quot;In most cases, lieutenant sir, they have red eyes, except occasionally when in situations where light is plentiful, their eyes dye down in their chroamtic crimsonness, You were correct, partially.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;However sir, I must question your accuracy as to why you treat circumstantial evidence as more valid than the empirical evidence that Starfleet Medical, which I served as part of as a Doctoral Student, collected? Though I am denying the veracity of your claim, how could you judge, based solely on one patient&amp;#039;s testimony, that it was true? Personally, I find it illogical to base oneself on this premise.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel actively knew he was flirting the line between informativeness and blatant arrogance. He was imperatively trying not to get on the Lieutenant&amp;#039;s nerves so quickly after the El Aurian officer arrived.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan, who was normally jovial and not very easily angered, could feel it brewing up inside. The Ensign&amp;#039;s arrogance was plain; though not overly misplaced, being a Vulcan. He didn&amp;#039;t want to argue with the Ensign in front of the others let alone the Captain.  He collected himself before responding. =^= Ensign, I appreciate the knowledge and information but, if you must know, I hef  read the information Starfleet has on the Na&amp;#039;Khul and I found that the patient&amp;#039;s description of them was an acurate one. =^= He stated in a tone that suggested the Ensign should probably should not say any more on the subject. He liked to think that he got on with everyone but he needed to be in an especially good mood to get on well with Vulcans...not that he was prejudiced in anyway towards them, he just found them to be arrogant and flaunting their intelligence around as though they were superior than everyone else. Of course, centuries of living on Earth may have made Ivan a little biased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : T&amp;#039;Zel, not being completely oblivious to the Lieutenant&amp;#039;s anger, didn&amp;#039;t want to keep twisting the knife. He wasn&amp;#039;t attempting to be mean after all. In Vulcan culture, &amp;quot;flaunting one&amp;#039;s intelligence around&amp;quot;, as humans would say, was well seen if the claims made were grounded in fact. T&amp;#039;Zel was not going outside this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you have, sir&amp;quot;, said T&amp;#039;Zel. &amp;quot;But I am also sure you know that most patient testimonials, after they experienced traumatic events like the one&amp;#039;s they must have endured with these specimen, have a tendency to overamplify things that scare them. A notable example would be when the British people on Earth came to the island of Tasmania, they thought that a simple primate was the equivalent of a devil, due to them being scared of the creatures and the latter eating their livestock&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I can sense your anger, Lieutenant, and I apologize for causing any. Yet, it is mandatory in my race to correct one&amp;#039;s premise when it is false. I&amp;#039;ve always wondered why humans dislike this so much...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: After discussion with Tyra I have been given information to help keep things going while she is on LOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The young Vulcan physician then cut into Commander Jackson&amp;#039;s chatter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Sir, I do not advise Corinne to go in like that. I forgot to tell you, they have a highly peculiar style of etiquette that only members of their species can fully master. Any person not born, raised, bred, raised again and initiated in their mid-thirties will blatantly stand out, and will be noticeable almost instantly.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He then jolted into the chatter with the transporter room officer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: =^= Ensign, this is T&amp;#039;Zel, from Medical. Attempt to lock on to the highest concentration of electrical disturbance. The average disturbance is 502,4 watts, or 0.5024 kilowatts. That&amp;#039;s the interaction of gases (ie the oxygen on board their ship) rubbing together and producing a slight yet undetectable current. Average sentient beings are double that figure. It is virtually impossible for the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl to be completely hiding their signature. If you&amp;#039;ve ever studied electrical resistors, you&amp;#039;ll notice that they can only decrease asymptotically to normal. Try targeting individual moving disturbances above the electrical power I gave. Try anyone. Eventually, you might hit your mark.  =^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: --------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even with the modifications, they would only be able to lock onto a portion of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl.  There was something special about some of them that they were able to completely mask their bio signatures.  It left about 20 additional soldiers on the ground that they would have to contend with.  Not including the advancing southern army.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;A message began beeping on T&amp;#039;Zel&amp;#039;s console.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan nodded he hoped the soldier wouldn&amp;#039;t cause too much trouble for them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra had kept a wary eye, on the soldier, as soon as he entered. As Ivan and the Captain talked, Am&amp;#039;tra simply watched, to make sure the man didn&amp;#039;t bolt for the exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: McGee looked over at Kidd &amp;quot;Sir.  I am willing to help you in anyway I can.&amp;quot;  He said as he held up the stump of his arm &amp;quot;They took my arm and killed my brothers.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;In cold blood.&amp;quot;  McGee said standing up &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know who you are, but if you&amp;#039;re against them, then you&amp;#039;re okay in my books.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can still shoot and I&amp;#039;m a sniper in my unit.&amp;quot;  He said proudly &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want to just sit here while these people, creatures whatever they are come into this town and slaughter the innocent folks here.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan (CMO)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 12:36:07 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Sharpe</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547504</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Kidd to Jackson...Can the Saracen lock on to any of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Standby =/\= Andrew replied as he pushed the comm button on his chair. =/\= Bridge to Transporter room, can you get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures on the surface? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: After discussion with Tyra I have been given information to help keep things going while she is on LOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Per discussion with Tyra before taking her LOA, here is another tid bit to keep us busy and make things interesting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC: An alert suddenly sounded on the bridge. NE OnTheBall quickly acknowledged the alarm and checked the tactical console. &amp;quot;Commander sir, sensors are detecting enemy troop movement on the planet surface, I believe the attack is beginning. There is only a few minutes till weapons range.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Ensign,&amp;quot; was Andrew&amp;#039;s only reply as he considered the options they had. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : =/\=Thank you Commander, protect the ship and we will do what we can here. Kidd out.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;tag&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:40:19 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Hype365</dc:creator>
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 <title>Linguistics  Speciality on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547519</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: A message began beeping on T&amp;#039;Zel&amp;#039;s console.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel came back from aiding Dr Karosovich and Commander Jackson, he installed himself in his quarters. Sipping from his favorite brand of green guave juice after taking a shower, he noticed a message bleeping on his console. Changing into his blue Starfleet uniform, he then activated the console, with his generic, almost catchphrasy introduction.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Ph.D, M.D, FVSA responding&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, he said, after flipping on the communicator.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 17:18:33 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Frolicker</dc:creator>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s Office on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547526</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: This is pre sim :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan, having just arrived on the Saracen decided to report to the Counselor&amp;#039;s Office first. It seemed strange to him, he had been a Counselor for a while and had enjoyed it immensely. However, he also enjoyed being a Doctor too. Not many people had the opportunity that Ivan had, living a much longer life he had been able to qualify in both professions. Having the natural eiditic memory of his race was also a big contributing factor. He walked up to the entrance to the Counselor&amp;#039;s Office and pressed the chime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;bump&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 18:41:01 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Sharpe</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547561</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan nodded he hoped the soldier wouldn&amp;#039;t cause too much trouble for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra had kept a wary eye, on the soldier, as soon as he entered. As Ivan and the Captain talked, Am&amp;#039;tra simply watched, to make sure the man didn&amp;#039;t bolt for the exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : McGee looked over at Kidd &amp;quot;Sir.  I am willing to help you in anyway I can.&amp;quot;  He said as he held up the stump of his arm &amp;quot;They took my arm and killed my brothers.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;In cold blood.&amp;quot;  McGee said standing up &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know who you are, but if you&amp;#039;re against them, then you&amp;#039;re okay in my books.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can still shoot and I&amp;#039;m a sniper in my unit.&amp;quot;  He said proudly &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want to just sit here while these people, creatures whatever they are come into this town and slaughter the innocent folks here.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 21:54:34 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">547561 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547562</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Kidd to Jackson...Can the Saracen lock on to any of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Standby =/\= Andrew replied as he pushed the comm button on his chair. =/\= Bridge to Transporter room, can you get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures on the surface? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: After discussion with Tyra I have been given information to help keep things going while she is on LOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Per discussion with Tyra before taking her LOA, here is another tid bit to keep us busy and make things interesting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC: An alert suddenly sounded on the bridge. NE OnTheBall quickly acknowledged the alarm and checked the tactical console. &amp;quot;Commander sir, sensors are detecting enemy troop movement on the planet surface, I believe the attack is beginning. There is only a few minutes till weapons range.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Ensign,&amp;quot; was Andrew&amp;#039;s only reply as he considered the options they had. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : =/\=Thank you Commander, protect the ship and we will do what we can here. Kidd out.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Martin (doctor)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 22:10:23 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Linguistics  Speciality on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547565</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : A message began beeping on T&amp;#039;Zel&amp;#039;s console.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel came back from aiding Dr Karosovich and Commander Jackson, he installed himself in his quarters. Sipping from his favorite brand of green guave juice after taking a shower, he noticed a message bleeping on his console. Changing into his blue Starfleet uniform, he then activated the console, with his generic, almost catchphrasy introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Ph.D, M.D, FVSA responding&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, he said, after flipping on the communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ensign, We have a special project for you.&amp;quot;  The face on the other side of the screen said &amp;quot;Ancient ruins that need translation.  We&amp;#039;ll have to see how we can get you the information.  I know you were just assigned to Saracen so we don&amp;#039;t want to pull you from your duty.&amp;quot;  He said.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 22:18:49 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
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 <title>Medical Bay - Alt Timeline on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547589</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Crewman Hailie Mellis (Scientist) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew T. Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Crewman Hailie Mellis (Scientist) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew T. Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jessica Spearow (2O) in Medical Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Crewman Hailie Mellis (Scientist) in Medical Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Hailie had not been on the ship long and needed to be cleared for duty, she made her way to the sick-bay and upon entering the room she searched for the nearest crewmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Mellis - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Welcome aboard Kay :-D - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Andrew had been down in the Medical Bay looking for a doctor as he hadn&amp;#039;t been sleeping well as of late and needed something to help him sleep. Having not found anyone around he made his way toward the exit but stopped as the doors opened and a Crewman walked in. &amp;quot;Greetings, Crewman Mellis correct?&amp;quot; he said with an outstretched hand to shake hers. &amp;quot;Is there something I can help you with Crewman?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ahh Sir&amp;quot; She was a little surprised to be face to face with the XO already and hadn&amp;#039;t prepared &amp;quot;I was just looking for a member of the medical team Sir so I could get myself cleared for duty&amp;quot; she smiled at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Mellis - SCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : After finishing his little chat with Lt-Commander Jackson in the Security Airlock, T&amp;#039;Zel, waiting for orders to be handed out, decided he maybe should begin engaging in some productive work that might actually benefit the Saracen. Making his way to Sickbay, he spotted a young crewman with Commander Jackson. With his usually acute Vulcan hearing, he heard she was requesting an evaluation to be cleared for duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Seeing Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel enter he smiled at Crewman Mellis, &amp;quot;Well it would appear you are in luck Crewman,&amp;quot; he said nodding in the direction of the Ensign. &amp;quot;Have a good day Crewman,&amp;quot; he said with a smile and then turned to the Ensign before leaving, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll come back later,&amp;quot; giving the impression that there was something he needed but was willing to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Making his way over to her, he introduced himself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hello Crewman. I am Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, M.D, Ph.D, Fellow of the Vulcan Science Academy&amp;#039;&amp;#039;. This, oddly, was the usual way he introduced himself to patients. It made them trust him more and note have any emotional bias while he performed his medical checks. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will be your attending physician today. Just before you do it, I do not shake hands, due to epidemiological reasons, nor do I engage in social pleasantries, or in your terms, I do not small talk. So, let&amp;#039;s begin our evaluation. If you&amp;#039;d kindly move onto the biobed, I will monitor your vitals. But before we begin, do you have any chronic or mental illnesses that may be of interest to your medical file?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : She nodded at her XO before he left &amp;quot;Hello Ensign&amp;quot; she could think of nothing more to say after his unusual introduction, Hopping upon the bio-bed she shook her head &amp;quot;Nothing of interest Ensign&amp;quot; she stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mellis - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel was slightly offended by the fact Crewman Mellis had not referred to him as &amp;quot;Sir&amp;quot;, which was the appropriate considering he was an officer and she was a laboratory technician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Crewman, kindly refer to me as &amp;quot;Sir&amp;quot; in the near future. It is Starfleet regulation. If you prefer, you could call me &amp;quot;Ensign, sir&amp;quot;, if you wish to exerce your right to grammatical license. That said, let us begin your evaluation&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel then began the routine tests. He first analyzed her vitals, which showed up just fine. He tested her neural elasticity and cerebral health, which, minoring a few cases of dull-mindedness, did not affect her very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : (Kay, I&amp;#039;m going to stop here. Just tell me in the OOC in the next reply if you want anything special to show up).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -----------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sarah walked back into Sickbay &amp;quot;Commander can I help you?&amp;quot;  She asked putting her hands on her hips for a moment and smiled &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Dr. Martin.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Jackson is like Janeway and likes to try and sneak out of having physicals done, fyi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Andrew stopped just before colliding mid stride with the doctor, &amp;quot;Hello Dr. Martin, I&amp;#039;m Commander Jackson, the new First Officer. I was just stopping by to see if I might be able to get something to help me sleep, been having a hard time getting decent rest.&amp;quot; Jackson knew full well that he hadn&amp;#039;t yet had his physical and hoped that the doc wouldn&amp;#039;t notice, he hated those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sarah eyed the Commander for a moment and then smiled &amp;quot;Well, Commander, I would love to give you something for that sleeping problem but you haven&amp;#039;t had your physical as of yet and I can&amp;#039;t prescribe any medication without that on file.&amp;quot;  She said smoothing her top over her large midsection &amp;quot;So have a seat on the first bio bed and I&amp;#039;ll take care of your physical and see what we can do to help you with the sleeping problem.&amp;quot;  She said kindly as she gestured to the bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;If you insist doctor,&amp;quot; he said hopping up onto the first biobed, &amp;quot;Have at me.&amp;quot; He&amp;#039;s avoidance had caught up with him, no sense trying to get out of it now since he knew he needed something to help him sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Andrew Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sarah picked up her tricorder and ran it over the new first officer &amp;quot;Any other problems besides the not being able to sleep?&amp;quot;  She asked as she waited for  the results to return.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Not really Doctor, unless you consider a few over zealous Ensigns a problem.&amp;quot; Andrew smiled slightly as both him and the doctor knew that while over zealous Ensigns were often a pain they were also the ones that have the most ambition and with the right guidance can climb the ranks fairly quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;How are you finding the Sara thus far?&amp;quot;  She asked as she saved the data to the PaDD next to her for download into the main computer later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The Saracen, she&amp;#039;s one beautiful ship with a great crew. I&amp;#039;m proud to be on-board.&amp;quot; While he hadn&amp;#039;t yet met all the crew he had read the files of the senior staff and knew enough from their last months reports what kind of a crew he had under him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:56:07 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Hype365</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547637</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan nodded he hoped the soldier wouldn&amp;#039;t cause too much trouble for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Am&amp;#039;tra had kept a wary eye, on the soldier, as soon as he entered. As Ivan and the Captain talked, Am&amp;#039;tra simply watched, to make sure the man didn&amp;#039;t bolt for the exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : McGee looked over at Kidd &amp;quot;Sir.  I am willing to help you in anyway I can.&amp;quot;  He said as he held up the stump of his arm &amp;quot;They took my arm and killed my brothers.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;In cold blood.&amp;quot;  McGee said standing up &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know who you are, but if you&amp;#039;re against them, then you&amp;#039;re okay in my books.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can still shoot and I&amp;#039;m a sniper in my unit.&amp;quot;  He said proudly &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want to just sit here while these people, creatures whatever they are come into this town and slaughter the innocent folks here.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- CSO Ketchum&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 09:09:03 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sharise&#039; Quarters on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547647</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Sharise&amp;amp;#039; Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in Sharise&amp;amp;#039; Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Sharise&amp;amp;#039; Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in Sharise&amp;amp;#039; Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in CE&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in CE&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : She smiled. &amp;quot;Well, I certainly won&amp;#039;t make you clean your plate. I only ask because of allergies, and in my case I&amp;#039;m a vegetarian, so I am sensitive to the fact that others might have their own restrictions.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ayla moved over to the door. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll see you later Jarred. Have a good day.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sharise, CNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Can&amp;#039;t wait.&amp;quot; he replied back, a genuine smile on his face.  He had felt isolated for so long, Sharise had been a friend of Lilly&amp;#039;s and part of him shunned her for that.  Though he realized recently despite his feelings towards his wife he couldn&amp;#039;t deny how much they had in common, how much he had loved her and how much she drew people in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Later that day Ayla got off duty and headed back to her and Taigen&amp;#039;s quarters. It occurred to her that she hadn&amp;#039;t really mentioned the likelihood that Taigen would be there, but then again the teen was just as likely to eat elsewhere as he was studying for an exam he needed to do in a couple days. Standing in the middle, having changed out of her uniform and into her usual sleeveless top and long skirt combo, Ayla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Her quarters were decorated with various plants and textiles. One of Ayla&amp;#039;s tapestries hung on one wall and was a whirl of colours, although it had a relaxing quality to it. On the floor was a thin area rug that resembled a flowing river moving across her quarters. The plants were in seemingly random places but lent a fresh feel the the space as well more colour. There were two standard issue chairs and a sofa forming a small sitting area, but the sofa had a thick blanket in a very soft fibre draped over the back. There was a dining table that could seat four and this newer suite had two bedrooms, one on either side of the living area, each with their own &amp;#039;fresher and shower room. When you lived with a teenager, separate space was key! And she was very grateful for this family suite set-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Picking up random items that were lying around, she tired to make the place look presentable before Jarred arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sharise, CNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Jarred wasn&amp;#039;t sure why he was nervous, but he can to the door nerves shot as he paged to enter, wearing jeans and a polo shirt as he waited for her to let him him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Enter...&amp;quot; her melodic voice sounded through the comm at the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Inside, Ayla was depositing a handful of items on a sideboard, trying to make the place less like it had bee run over by a teenager. &amp;quot;Evening,&amp;quot;she said with a smile as she balanced the pile of objects to they wouldn&amp;#039;t fall over, but the whole thing just spilled on to the floor. PADDs, an actual book (likely replicated), a pair of socks and a few other small items sat at her feet. Ayla blinked and shrugged, walking away from it. &amp;quot;A sign I was meant to leave it where it was and have Taigen clean up I think...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sharise, CNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen me at my worst, I think I can handle a small mess.&amp;quot; he said smiling equally wide back at her. &amp;quot;Will Taigen be joining us tonight, need to make sure Engineering is secure from him if not.&amp;quot; he said teasingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bump&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 12:01:40 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ssigle</dc:creator>
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 <title>Jeffries Tubes on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547648</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Corinne Dalton (SARAH Ship&amp;amp;#039;s Avatar Responsive Autonomous Hologram) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Corinne Dalton (SARAH Ship&amp;amp;#039;s Avatar Responsive Autonomous Hologram) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Corinne Dalton (SARAH Ship&amp;amp;#039;s Avatar Responsive Autonomous Hologram) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Corinne Dalton (SARAH Ship&amp;amp;#039;s Avatar Responsive Autonomous Hologram) in Jeffries Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : She pondered this quietly for a moment. &amp;quot;Hmmm, it used to be stellar cartography, so I could look at and ponder some of the amazing stellar phenomenon we stumble across, but now when I want some quiet I love simply existing within Computer Core 3. I&amp;#039;d take you there, but...&amp;quot; she said with a grin and a wave of her hand. It was the trick about being able to reduce herself to basic energy and it was a place Jarred couldn&amp;#039;t join her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;See that is somewhere I would love to go, I need to invent some program just to let me go there.&amp;quot; he said teasingly, as he thought about how amazing it must be sometimes.  &amp;quot;I just want to be wherever makes you happy.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Cori looked wistful for a moment. &amp;quot;There&amp;#039;s a valley on Ajilon, next to the one where our settlement was. I used to ride up into the east side where mountain was. From there you could see for kilometres and kilometres. I loved the colours of the rocks, and the forests as they moved through the seasons. It&amp;#039;s a part of what made me keen on science.&amp;quot; It was a good memory, but clearly made her sad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;We could replicate it, if you haven&amp;#039;t already.  I would love to see it, it sounds... so beautiful.&amp;quot; he said, an almost wistful tone in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Cori shook her head. &amp;quot;No, I don&amp;#039;t want to. Maybe one day I&amp;#039;ll visit the real place again, but as a home Ajion is lost to me. A holodeck recreation would feel... empty to me,&amp;quot; she said, before realizing the implications of her words. She didn&amp;#039;t think of herself as a hologram first, she considered herself a woman. If a holographic program was empty, did that mean in fact she was too? Cori sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Corinne Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;What is it baby?&amp;quot; he asked her softly, clearly concerned as it seemed his suggestion somewhat upset her.  After looking at her it seemed to dawn on him what she was sighing about without even her telling him.  &amp;quot;You are more than what others think you are, you... you&amp;#039;re not some autonomous being.&amp;quot; he said to her, a small smile as took her hand and gave it a small kiss.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to prove it you one day, beyond a shadow of a doubt.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;/I/ know that Jarred, simply because I am not programmed. There are not behavioural subroutines that determine how I think, act and feel. What is in the computer is merely a computational interpretation of my physical and neurological state. None of it is real, and yet all of it is? Does that make sense?&amp;quot; she asked, shifting her vibrant gaze back to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Corinne Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;It has always made sense to me, the question is does it make sense to you.  I can&amp;#039;t prove this to you, no one can.  You have to know beyond and doubt you are who you are, you have a soul and that your actions are your own.  I for one feel all of it as true and then some, I know you have a soul, a heart the beats... if not metaphorically, a mind and a spirit all of your own.  Your physical body means nothing in determining who you are, just what you are.  What you are is now holographic, but it never changed who you are.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bump&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 12:01:43 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : A message began beeping on T&amp;#039;Zel&amp;#039;s console.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel came back from aiding Dr Karosovich and Commander Jackson, he installed himself in his quarters. Sipping from his favorite brand of green guave juice after taking a shower, he noticed a message bleeping on his console. Changing into his blue Starfleet uniform, he then activated the console, with his generic, almost catchphrasy introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Ph.D, M.D, FVSA responding&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, he said, after flipping on the communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Ensign, We have a special project for you.&amp;quot;  The face on the other side of the screen said &amp;quot;Ancient ruins that need translation.  We&amp;#039;ll have to see how we can get you the information.  I know you were just assigned to Saracen so we don&amp;#039;t want to pull you from your duty.&amp;quot;  He said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The face on the communicator was that of Commander Dr. Scott Rogers, the Chief of Federation Archaeology. He was T&amp;#039;Zel superior in every way, and also his doctoral program director. He taught him for many years, and was his long-time friend. This had an especially large significance, considering the fact that Vulcans almost never engaged in social contact, let alone small talk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello Commander sir&amp;quot;, said T&amp;#039;Zel, formally and obediently. &amp;quot;I am sure you are referring to the tablets found on the ruins on Yarvas Prime. Their language was not decoded by the Chief of Linguistics on the U.S.S Atkinson, as it confounded even his linguadecoder and his utmost skill. While I was en route to New Shanghai to embark on my currently assigned ship, we discussed about the possibilities. I am sure you can send me holographic copies of the objects in question. However, please don&amp;#039;t give the job to an intern. Last time that happened, I had to have Lieutenant Ketchum spend two hours on the computer trying to recode them, and the data transfer failed completely.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Linguistics and Medical.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 15:14:09 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547688</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;Hey all,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I&amp;#039;m not going to go into details, but RL has thrown me a bunch of hurdles that require more time and energy than I have and I need to cut back in the club. I&amp;#039;ve been on the Saracen for 3 years now and it&amp;#039;s been great! But I&amp;#039;ve also been feeling ambivalent about things and my characters, so I think it&amp;#039;s a go time to step back and give both Ayla and Corinne a break.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thanks all for the great times.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Linds&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 16:48:01 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>OOC: Resignation on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547706</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in OOC: Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hey all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: So I&amp;#039;m not going to go into details, but RL has thrown me a bunch of hurdles that require more time and energy than I have and I need to cut back in the club. I&amp;#039;ve been on the Saracen for 3 years now and it&amp;#039;s been great! But I&amp;#039;ve also been feeling ambivalent about things and my characters, so I think it&amp;#039;s a go time to step back and give both Ayla and Corinne a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Thanks all for the great times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Linds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I sadly too will be taking the break from the Sara, I do have more than usual as well and sometimes when you play someone for as long as I have you feel like you need a creative step back.  Jarred has been one of my original guys for a very very long time and I sadly just need to let him have a vacation.  I love the ship and it has been a great home for nearly six years he has been here.  I hope to see you guys soon but for now I just need to step away and not clog up roles that I am not feeling into.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Steven&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 19:06:12 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in OOC: Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in OOC: Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hey all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : So I&amp;#039;m not going to go into details, but RL has thrown me a bunch of hurdles that require more time and energy than I have and I need to cut back in the club. I&amp;#039;ve been on the Saracen for 3 years now and it&amp;#039;s been great! But I&amp;#039;ve also been feeling ambivalent about things and my characters, so I think it&amp;#039;s a go time to step back and give both Ayla and Corinne a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Thanks all for the great times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Linds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: I sadly too will be taking the break from the Sara, I do have more than usual as well and sometimes when you play someone for as long as I have you feel like you need a creative step back.  Jarred has been one of my original guys for a very very long time and I sadly just need to let him have a vacation.  I love the ship and it has been a great home for nearly six years he has been here.  I hope to see you guys soon but for now I just need to step away and not clog up roles that I am not feeling into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:56:26 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547718</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in OOC: Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in OOC: Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hey all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : So I&amp;#039;m not going to go into details, but RL has thrown me a bunch of hurdles that require more time and energy than I have and I need to cut back in the club. I&amp;#039;ve been on the Saracen for 3 years now and it&amp;#039;s been great! But I&amp;#039;ve also been feeling ambivalent about things and my characters, so I think it&amp;#039;s a go time to step back and give both Ayla and Corinne a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Thanks all for the great times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Linds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: I sadly too will be taking the break from the Sara, I do have more than usual as well and sometimes when you play someone for as long as I have you feel like you need a creative step back.  Jarred has been one of my original guys for a very very long time and I sadly just need to let him have a vacation.  I love the ship and it has been a great home for nearly six years he has been here.  I hope to see you guys soon but for now I just need to step away and not clog up roles that I am not feeling into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After thought I want to finish the sim before I take off... if i talk off, I do like playing the brooding Chief so I will see.  Sorry for the wishy washy feel.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Steven&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:56:36 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547720</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Kidd to Jackson...Can the Saracen lock on to any of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Standby =/\= Andrew replied as he pushed the comm button on his chair. =/\= Bridge to Transporter room, can you get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures on the surface? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: After discussion with Tyra I have been given information to help keep things going while she is on LOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Per discussion with Tyra before taking her LOA, here is another tid bit to keep us busy and make things interesting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC: An alert suddenly sounded on the bridge. NE OnTheBall quickly acknowledged the alarm and checked the tactical console. &amp;quot;Commander sir, sensors are detecting enemy troop movement on the planet surface, I believe the attack is beginning. There is only a few minutes till weapons range.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Ensign,&amp;quot; was Andrew&amp;#039;s only reply as he considered the options they had. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =/\=Thank you Commander, protect the ship and we will do what we can here. Kidd out.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m gonna head to Engineering, see if I can&amp;#039;t give us some more power.&amp;quot; Jarred said, letting Sarah take the tactical knowing he could be the difference between a quick death or a stale mate.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:59:08 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Jarred had high tailed it to Main Engineering, he was getting to the systems trying to see what he could give them during the fight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 21:02:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547725</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Kidd to Jackson...Can the Saracen lock on to any of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Standby =/\= Andrew replied as he pushed the comm button on his chair. =/\= Bridge to Transporter room, can you get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl bio signatures on the surface? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: After discussion with Tyra I have been given information to help keep things going while she is on LOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Per discussion with Tyra before taking her LOA, here is another tid bit to keep us busy and make things interesting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC: An alert suddenly sounded on the bridge. NE OnTheBall quickly acknowledged the alarm and checked the tactical console. &amp;quot;Commander sir, sensors are detecting enemy troop movement on the planet surface, I believe the attack is beginning. There is only a few minutes till weapons range.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Ensign,&amp;quot; was Andrew&amp;#039;s only reply as he considered the options they had. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =/\=Thank you Commander, protect the ship and we will do what we can here. Kidd out.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m gonna head to Engineering, see if I can&amp;#039;t give us some more power.&amp;quot; Jarred said, letting Sarah take the tactical knowing he could be the difference between a quick death or a stale mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sarah looked at Jarred &amp;quot;Ok.  I&amp;#039;ll do what I can here to keep things going.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Martin (doctor)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 21:18:24 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
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 <title>Engineering - Main Sim  on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547728</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering - Main Sim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Jarred had high tailed it to Main Engineering, he was getting to the systems trying to see what he could give them during the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Boomer was there &amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s going on?  Where do you need me?&amp;quot;  She asked Jarred.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 21:24:34 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547734</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Having been listening in from the Bridge of the &amp;#039;Saracen&amp;#039; the XO was growing tired of the back and forth disagreement on inconsequential facts, =/\= Ensign, Lieutenant, can we please get back to the matter at hand? Eye color is of minor importance compared to the big picture here. We appreciate the input on how their eyes work and if the Captain wishes to use that knowledge it&amp;#039;s up to him. We need to get back on focus though before the away team finds themselves under fire down there. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : At that point the Transporter Room cut in, =/\= NEnsign Guy to the Bridge, I can&amp;#039;t get a lock on any Na&amp;#039;Kuhl sir, they must be blocking their enhanced bio electrical signatures somehow. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : =^=Apologies Sir.=^= Ivan replied, he intended to talk to the Ensign about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Thank you NEnsign, Bridge out.=/\= Andrew paused a moment and then had an idea, =/\= Captain Kidd, what if Corrine were to make herself look like one of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl so she could get close enough to attach a commbadge or an isolinear tag to one of them allowing us to lock on and beam one up? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Agreed...=/\= He said simply as he turned to Corrine. &amp;quot;Is that something we can do?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Sir, what about modifying a spread of torpedoes, to initiate an electro-magnetic pulse? If we fire a number of them in a sequence, we can even simulate a lightening storm, to obscure what&amp;#039;s happening from the people of this time. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\=Would their weapons be susceptible to an EMP?=/\= He asked not knowing if their weapons were vulnerable like most were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Unsure Captain, I didn&amp;#039;t notice any remarks in our files about that. =/\= Andrew paused as an alert sounded and he got a report from the officer at tactical. =/\= Captain Kidd, our sensors are detecting enemy movement, the attack is beginning and they are a few minutes out from your position. If we are gonna act, we need to act now sir.=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Sarah looked up &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m running the data now Commander to see what we can do to help from up here.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll have the data for you in a moment.&amp;quot;  At least she hoped she would have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : The data was limited on the weapons.  The EMP might do something but it wasn&amp;#039;t a for sure thing.  A voice that had been forgotten came over the comms =^=Boomer to Alindor, I&amp;#039;ve got the slipstream repaired, once we&amp;#039;re here we can get back home.=^=  She said as she slipped out of the EV suit and went to the main engine room to recalibrate things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : To complicate things, the alien ship that they were in a stand off with were now manuevering and they fired a shot at the Saracen.  They were not going to let anything come in the way of them successfully completing their mission.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC: Okay, thread is split both both are still valid with people commenting different things in different threads? Posting here because I&amp;#039;m not sure where to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The holographic woman looked at Captain Kidd. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s easy. LIke I said before I can change my appearance to anything I choose. I wouldn&amp;#039;t need long to slip in, tag someone and get out.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ~Corinne Dalton/SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Jessica listened from the base of the stairs, still guarding the doors to the Hotel with the friendly Ensign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Just wanted to keep myself involved and remind you all she&amp;#039;s still there :-P - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Spearow (2O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Okay, do it.&amp;quot; William said sternly. &amp;quot;Just make sure and try to tag one of them that isn&amp;#039;t around the rest when you do, I don&amp;#039;t want you getting spotted by the rest before we can tag one of them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Pasting in Tyra&amp;#039;s post from the split thread here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Without realizing it, Ivan and Ace&amp;#039;lex had been followed to the hotel by McKee. Even though the soldier was wounded, he wanted to know about the strange doctor that had helped him and believed him. He wanted to help if he could. He knocked on the door of the room that he had followed the two to. He leaned against the door feeling drained but he wanted to help. He heard the muffled talking and the disagreement he tried the door and found it open, he walked in wearing his uniform that he had been wearing in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He looked at the doctors &amp;quot;I am Lt Jonathan McKee, I am a member of the 44th Calvary and I was in battle against those creatures. I saw them first hand. Don&amp;#039;t doubt this man. He is honorable and has helped me. I wish to do the same for all of you.&amp;quot; He said looking around the room &amp;quot;You are all military and you are not from here. I heard one of the aliens talking about a future time line.&amp;quot; He said leaning against the door again as the room spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ivan could be heard muttering something the translator neglected to translate. He thought he had made sure they weren&amp;#039;t followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you, but you are in no condition to fight. You are badly wounded please sit down.&amp;quot; He stated in his thick accent. He moved over to the man and helped him to a chair. He moved over to the Captain and put his back to the man in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;What do you want to do about him? He could be useful, but he is no condition to fight.&amp;quot; He asked in a low voice so that the man couldn&amp;#039;t hear what they were saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Leave him there for now....it appears this fight is coming to us and we can&amp;#039;t protect him out there.&amp;quot; The Captain suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan nodded he hoped the soldier wouldn&amp;#039;t cause too much trouble for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra had kept a wary eye, on the soldier, as soon as he entered. As Ivan and the Captain talked, Am&amp;#039;tra simply watched, to make sure the man didn&amp;#039;t bolt for the exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : McGee looked over at Kidd &amp;quot;Sir.  I am willing to help you in anyway I can.&amp;quot;  He said as he held up the stump of his arm &amp;quot;They took my arm and killed my brothers.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;In cold blood.&amp;quot;  McGee said standing up &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know who you are, but if you&amp;#039;re against them, then you&amp;#039;re okay in my books.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can still shoot and I&amp;#039;m a sniper in my unit.&amp;quot;  He said proudly &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want to just sit here while these people, creatures whatever they are come into this town and slaughter the innocent folks here.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:03:45 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547766</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan (CMO)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 07:17:22 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Sharpe</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Ivan Petrenkov Karosovich (Chief Medical Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 20:17:17 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>erahuba</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547878</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Alright, it&amp;#039;s settled then. We&amp;#039;ll provide a long rifle and plenty of ammunition for you Mr. McGee. &amp;quot;Ketchum I want you with Mr. McGee as a spotter for him. He turned and got Jessica&amp;#039;s attention...&amp;quot;Jess, go quickly to the Marshal&amp;#039;s Office and get the long rifle and ammo for Mr. McGee please.&amp;quot; He asked of his Second Officer. &amp;quot;Ivan I want you where we have the most people which is probably in this vicinity. Am&amp;#039;tra, I need you across the street shooting opposite our location at an angle down the street to help pinch them off when they head this way.&amp;quot; He looked around the room at each of their faces making eye contact with everyone. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have to tell you what&amp;#039;s at stake here. Use our technology to the fullest extent and hold the position you have been assigned. If you need reinforcements at your location, call out, don&amp;#039;t wait until it is too late. Good luck to each of you, and may God help us!&amp;quot; He said as he charged the phaser rifle he picked up off the container that held the rifles earlier.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Capt. Kidd&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 20:54:10 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>cgrinder</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547948</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Alright, it&amp;#039;s settled then. We&amp;#039;ll provide a long rifle and plenty of ammunition for you Mr. McGee. &amp;quot;Ketchum I want you with Mr. McGee as a spotter for him. He turned and got Jessica&amp;#039;s attention...&amp;quot;Jess, go quickly to the Marshal&amp;#039;s Office and get the long rifle and ammo for Mr. McGee please.&amp;quot; He asked of his Second Officer. &amp;quot;Ivan I want you where we have the most people which is probably in this vicinity. Am&amp;#039;tra, I need you across the street shooting opposite our location at an angle down the street to help pinch them off when they head this way.&amp;quot; He looked around the room at each of their faces making eye contact with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have to tell you what&amp;#039;s at stake here. Use our technology to the fullest extent and hold the position you have been assigned. If you need reinforcements at your location, call out, don&amp;#039;t wait until it is too late. Good luck to each of you, and may God help us!&amp;quot; He said as he charged the phaser rifle he picked up off the container that held the rifles earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes sir,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, before nodding at Mr. McGee.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- CSO Ketchum&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 10:30:35 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>sibryce</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548106</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m gonna head to Engineering, see if I can&amp;#039;t give us some more power.&amp;quot; Jarred said, letting Sarah take the tactical knowing he could be the difference between a quick death or a stale mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sarah looked at Jarred &amp;quot;Ok.  I&amp;#039;ll do what I can here to keep things going.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He had a plan, but the question was, would it work? *Only one way to find out* he thought to himself. &amp;quot;Helm, start moving us closer, I want to bring us to within 10,000 meters of that ship, on my mark I want you to punch it and move in as fast as we can.&amp;quot; Andrew tapped the comm, =/\= Engineering, I&amp;#039;m gonna need all the power we can get transferred to shields, prepare to reverse shield polarity and extend shields /around/ the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel on my mark. =/\= &amp;quot;Doctor, keep them occupied. I want an eight torpedo volley of photon torpedoes ready to fire once we are within 100,000 km. Set them for full yield, spread them out to provide a blast radius to cover their ship and blind them to our approach.&amp;quot; *This had better work* he thought to himself *otherwise we&amp;#039;ll all likely be majorly screwed.*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 02:05:41 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Hype365</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548245</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Alright, it&amp;#039;s settled then. We&amp;#039;ll provide a long rifle and plenty of ammunition for you Mr. McGee. &amp;quot;Ketchum I want you with Mr. McGee as a spotter for him. He turned and got Jessica&amp;#039;s attention...&amp;quot;Jess, go quickly to the Marshal&amp;#039;s Office and get the long rifle and ammo for Mr. McGee please.&amp;quot; He asked of his Second Officer. &amp;quot;Ivan I want you where we have the most people which is probably in this vicinity. Am&amp;#039;tra, I need you across the street shooting opposite our location at an angle down the street to help pinch them off when they head this way.&amp;quot; He looked around the room at each of their faces making eye contact with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have to tell you what&amp;#039;s at stake here. Use our technology to the fullest extent and hold the position you have been assigned. If you need reinforcements at your location, call out, don&amp;#039;t wait until it is too late. Good luck to each of you, and may God help us!&amp;quot; He said as he charged the phaser rifle he picked up off the container that held the rifles earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes sir,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, before nodding at Mr. McGee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Aye, sir,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, checking his weapon, prepared for the battle ahead. He quietly hoped this would not turn into a bloodbath, however. Dealing with so many divergent weapons and variables, presents unique and often, tricky challenges, but Am&amp;#039;tra was readdy to meet them, head-on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 21:41:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Alright, it&amp;#039;s settled then. We&amp;#039;ll provide a long rifle and plenty of ammunition for you Mr. McGee. &amp;quot;Ketchum I want you with Mr. McGee as a spotter for him. He turned and got Jessica&amp;#039;s attention...&amp;quot;Jess, go quickly to the Marshal&amp;#039;s Office and get the long rifle and ammo for Mr. McGee please.&amp;quot; He asked of his Second Officer. &amp;quot;Ivan I want you where we have the most people which is probably in this vicinity. Am&amp;#039;tra, I need you across the street shooting opposite our location at an angle down the street to help pinch them off when they head this way.&amp;quot; He looked around the room at each of their faces making eye contact with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have to tell you what&amp;#039;s at stake here. Use our technology to the fullest extent and hold the position you have been assigned. If you need reinforcements at your location, call out, don&amp;#039;t wait until it is too late. Good luck to each of you, and may God help us!&amp;quot; He said as he charged the phaser rifle he picked up off the container that held the rifles earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Yes sir,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, before nodding at Mr. McGee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Aye, sir,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, checking his weapon, prepared for the battle ahead. He quietly hoped this would not turn into a bloodbath, however. Dealing with so many divergent weapons and variables, presents unique and often, tricky challenges, but Am&amp;#039;tra was readdy to meet them, head-on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;McGee looked at Rana &amp;quot;Nice to meet you.  Jonathan McGee.&amp;quot;  He said extending his hand to the officer and waited for the one called Jess to return with the weapon which she did moments later.  McGee took the weapon, primed it and got it loaded.  He moved to the window and looked out it.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We need to move that small table out of the way.&amp;quot;  He said pointing to a small washstand that stood in front of the double window, he pulled the curtains back and tied them off so that they wouldn&amp;#039;t billow in front of him &amp;quot;The advanced skirmishers will be coming in on horse.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;They will have about twenty or thirty riders.  Try not to take out the horses, our boys need them.&amp;quot;  He said quietly as he settled to a kneeling position in front of the window.  With the patience of a nun, he made sure that everything was just the way he wanted it &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re ready.&amp;quot;  He said as he watched the others move to their positions.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Blooms looked at the two men &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going out to meet the advanced skirmishers.&amp;quot;  He said and handed Rana a PaDD &amp;quot;Keep this safe.  Should something happen to me...it&amp;#039;s how you get back home.&amp;quot;  He said and left the room.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 15:15:30 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">548360 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548365</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m gonna head to Engineering, see if I can&amp;#039;t give us some more power.&amp;quot; Jarred said, letting Sarah take the tactical knowing he could be the difference between a quick death or a stale mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sarah looked at Jarred &amp;quot;Ok.  I&amp;#039;ll do what I can here to keep things going.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He had a plan, but the question was, would it work? *Only one way to find out* he thought to himself. &amp;quot;Helm, start moving us closer, I want to bring us to within 10,000 meters of that ship, on my mark I want you to punch it and move in as fast as we can.&amp;quot; Andrew tapped the comm, =/\= Engineering, I&amp;#039;m gonna need all the power we can get transferred to shields, prepare to reverse shield polarity and extend shields /around/ the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel on my mark. =/\= &amp;quot;Doctor, keep them occupied. I want an eight torpedo volley of photon torpedoes ready to fire once we are within 100,000 km. Set them for full yield, spread them out to provide a blast radius to cover their ship and blind them to our approach.&amp;quot; *This had better work* he thought to himself *otherwise we&amp;#039;ll all likely be majorly screwed.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sarah nodded &amp;quot;Aye Commander.&amp;quot;  She said as she prepared the weapons for firing as ordered &amp;quot;Photon&amp;#039;s are ready on your mark.&amp;quot;  She said as she settled into the role of security officer.  One that she wasn&amp;#039;t really comfortable with but she would do what she had to do.   &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Martin (doctor)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 15:23:50 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">548365 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548367</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m gonna head to Engineering, see if I can&amp;#039;t give us some more power.&amp;quot; Jarred said, letting Sarah take the tactical knowing he could be the difference between a quick death or a stale mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sarah looked at Jarred &amp;quot;Ok.  I&amp;#039;ll do what I can here to keep things going.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He had a plan, but the question was, would it work? *Only one way to find out* he thought to himself. &amp;quot;Helm, start moving us closer, I want to bring us to within 10,000 meters of that ship, on my mark I want you to punch it and move in as fast as we can.&amp;quot; Andrew tapped the comm, =/\= Engineering, I&amp;#039;m gonna need all the power we can get transferred to shields, prepare to reverse shield polarity and extend shields /around/ the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel on my mark. =/\= &amp;quot;Doctor, keep them occupied. I want an eight torpedo volley of photon torpedoes ready to fire once we are within 100,000 km. Set them for full yield, spread them out to provide a blast radius to cover their ship and blind them to our approach.&amp;quot; *This had better work* he thought to himself *otherwise we&amp;#039;ll all likely be majorly screwed.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sarah nodded &amp;quot;Aye Commander.&amp;quot;  She said as she prepared the weapons for firing as ordered &amp;quot;Photon&amp;#039;s are ready on your mark.&amp;quot;  She said as she settled into the role of security officer.  One that she wasn&amp;#039;t really comfortable with but she would do what she had to do.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The helmsman acknowledged the Commanders orders &amp;quot;Moving to within 10,000 meters.&amp;quot; He said as he began moving the ship forward.   As the ship closed in, he punched it and as Sarah fired the torpedos.  Now they just had to hope that the shields worked.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 15:26:29 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Linguistics  Speciality on USS Saracen</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : A message began beeping on T&amp;#039;Zel&amp;#039;s console.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel came back from aiding Dr Karosovich and Commander Jackson, he installed himself in his quarters. Sipping from his favorite brand of green guave juice after taking a shower, he noticed a message bleeping on his console. Changing into his blue Starfleet uniform, he then activated the console, with his generic, almost catchphrasy introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Ph.D, M.D, FVSA responding&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, he said, after flipping on the communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Ensign, We have a special project for you.&amp;quot;  The face on the other side of the screen said &amp;quot;Ancient ruins that need translation.  We&amp;#039;ll have to see how we can get you the information.  I know you were just assigned to Saracen so we don&amp;#039;t want to pull you from your duty.&amp;quot;  He said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The face on the communicator was that of Commander Dr. Scott Rogers, the Chief of Federation Archaeology. He was T&amp;#039;Zel superior in every way, and also his doctoral program director. He taught him for many years, and was his long-time friend. This had an especially large significance, considering the fact that Vulcans almost never engaged in social contact, let alone small talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Hello Commander sir&amp;quot;, said T&amp;#039;Zel, formally and obediently. &amp;quot;I am sure you are referring to the tablets found on the ruins on Yarvas Prime. Their language was not decoded by the Chief of Linguistics on the U.S.S Atkinson, as it confounded even his linguadecoder and his utmost skill. While I was en route to New Shanghai to embark on my currently assigned ship, we discussed about the possibilities. I am sure you can send me holographic copies of the objects in question. However, please don&amp;#039;t give the job to an intern. Last time that happened, I had to have Lieutenant Ketchum spend two hours on the computer trying to recode them, and the data transfer failed completely.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Linguistics and Medical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Rogers nodded &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve done the programming myself Ensign.  You will have it on your terminal shortly.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I look forward to seeing what you are able to decipher for us.  Give me weekly updates.&amp;quot;  He said as the transmission came through.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 15:33:03 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Medical Bay - Alt Timeline on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548372</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Crewman Hailie Mellis (Scientist) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew T. Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Crewman Hailie Mellis (Scientist) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew T. Jackson (XO) in Medical Bay - Alt Timeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jessica Spearow (2O) in Medical Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Crewman Hailie Mellis (Scientist) in Medical Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Hailie had not been on the ship long and needed to be cleared for duty, she made her way to the sick-bay and upon entering the room she searched for the nearest crewmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mellis - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Welcome aboard Kay :-D - Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Andrew had been down in the Medical Bay looking for a doctor as he hadn&amp;#039;t been sleeping well as of late and needed something to help him sleep. Having not found anyone around he made his way toward the exit but stopped as the doors opened and a Crewman walked in. &amp;quot;Greetings, Crewman Mellis correct?&amp;quot; he said with an outstretched hand to shake hers. &amp;quot;Is there something I can help you with Crewman?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ahh Sir&amp;quot; She was a little surprised to be face to face with the XO already and hadn&amp;#039;t prepared &amp;quot;I was just looking for a member of the medical team Sir so I could get myself cleared for duty&amp;quot; she smiled at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Mellis - SCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : After finishing his little chat with Lt-Commander Jackson in the Security Airlock, T&amp;#039;Zel, waiting for orders to be handed out, decided he maybe should begin engaging in some productive work that might actually benefit the Saracen. Making his way to Sickbay, he spotted a young crewman with Commander Jackson. With his usually acute Vulcan hearing, he heard she was requesting an evaluation to be cleared for duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Seeing Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel enter he smiled at Crewman Mellis, &amp;quot;Well it would appear you are in luck Crewman,&amp;quot; he said nodding in the direction of the Ensign. &amp;quot;Have a good day Crewman,&amp;quot; he said with a smile and then turned to the Ensign before leaving, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll come back later,&amp;quot; giving the impression that there was something he needed but was willing to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Making his way over to her, he introduced himself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Hello Crewman. I am Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, M.D, Ph.D, Fellow of the Vulcan Science Academy&amp;#039;&amp;#039;. This, oddly, was the usual way he introduced himself to patients. It made them trust him more and note have any emotional bias while he performed his medical checks. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will be your attending physician today. Just before you do it, I do not shake hands, due to epidemiological reasons, nor do I engage in social pleasantries, or in your terms, I do not small talk. So, let&amp;#039;s begin our evaluation. If you&amp;#039;d kindly move onto the biobed, I will monitor your vitals. But before we begin, do you have any chronic or mental illnesses that may be of interest to your medical file?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : She nodded at her XO before he left &amp;quot;Hello Ensign&amp;quot; she could think of nothing more to say after his unusual introduction, Hopping upon the bio-bed she shook her head &amp;quot;Nothing of interest Ensign&amp;quot; she stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mellis - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel was slightly offended by the fact Crewman Mellis had not referred to him as &amp;quot;Sir&amp;quot;, which was the appropriate considering he was an officer and she was a laboratory technician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Crewman, kindly refer to me as &amp;quot;Sir&amp;quot; in the near future. It is Starfleet regulation. If you prefer, you could call me &amp;quot;Ensign, sir&amp;quot;, if you wish to exerce your right to grammatical license. That said, let us begin your evaluation&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel then began the routine tests. He first analyzed her vitals, which showed up just fine. He tested her neural elasticity and cerebral health, which, minoring a few cases of dull-mindedness, did not affect her very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : (Kay, I&amp;#039;m going to stop here. Just tell me in the OOC in the next reply if you want anything special to show up).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : -----------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sarah walked back into Sickbay &amp;quot;Commander can I help you?&amp;quot;  She asked putting her hands on her hips for a moment and smiled &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Dr. Martin.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Jackson is like Janeway and likes to try and sneak out of having physicals done, fyi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Andrew stopped just before colliding mid stride with the doctor, &amp;quot;Hello Dr. Martin, I&amp;#039;m Commander Jackson, the new First Officer. I was just stopping by to see if I might be able to get something to help me sleep, been having a hard time getting decent rest.&amp;quot; Jackson knew full well that he hadn&amp;#039;t yet had his physical and hoped that the doc wouldn&amp;#039;t notice, he hated those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sarah eyed the Commander for a moment and then smiled &amp;quot;Well, Commander, I would love to give you something for that sleeping problem but you haven&amp;#039;t had your physical as of yet and I can&amp;#039;t prescribe any medication without that on file.&amp;quot;  She said smoothing her top over her large midsection &amp;quot;So have a seat on the first bio bed and I&amp;#039;ll take care of your physical and see what we can do to help you with the sleeping problem.&amp;quot;  She said kindly as she gestured to the bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;If you insist doctor,&amp;quot; he said hopping up onto the first biobed, &amp;quot;Have at me.&amp;quot; He&amp;#039;s avoidance had caught up with him, no sense trying to get out of it now since he knew he needed something to help him sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Andrew Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sarah picked up her tricorder and ran it over the new first officer &amp;quot;Any other problems besides the not being able to sleep?&amp;quot;  She asked as she waited for  the results to return.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Not really Doctor, unless you consider a few over zealous Ensigns a problem.&amp;quot; Andrew smiled slightly as both him and the doctor knew that while over zealous Ensigns were often a pain they were also the ones that have the most ambition and with the right guidance can climb the ranks fairly quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;How are you finding the Sara thus far?&amp;quot;  She asked as she saved the data to the PaDD next to her for download into the main computer later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;The Saracen, she&amp;#039;s one beautiful ship with a great crew. I&amp;#039;m proud to be on-board.&amp;quot; While he hadn&amp;#039;t yet met all the crew he had read the files of the senior staff and knew enough from their last months reports what kind of a crew he had under him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sarah smiled &amp;quot;Well Commander, you&amp;#039;re in luck..You&amp;#039;re going to live.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you a hypo for sleep.  Take it about thirty minutes before you want to go to bed and you should be able to sleep through the night.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ll come back and revisit this in a week and see how you&amp;#039;re doing.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Martin (doctor)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 15:41:56 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
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 <title>Linguistics  Speciality on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548399</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Ensign T&amp;amp;#039;Zel (Doctor) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Linguistics  Speciality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : A message began beeping on T&amp;#039;Zel&amp;#039;s console.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel came back from aiding Dr Karosovich and Commander Jackson, he installed himself in his quarters. Sipping from his favorite brand of green guave juice after taking a shower, he noticed a message bleeping on his console. Changing into his blue Starfleet uniform, he then activated the console, with his generic, almost catchphrasy introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Ph.D, M.D, FVSA responding&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, he said, after flipping on the communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Ensign, We have a special project for you.&amp;quot;  The face on the other side of the screen said &amp;quot;Ancient ruins that need translation.  We&amp;#039;ll have to see how we can get you the information.  I know you were just assigned to Saracen so we don&amp;#039;t want to pull you from your duty.&amp;quot;  He said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The face on the communicator was that of Commander Dr. Scott Rogers, the Chief of Federation Archaeology. He was T&amp;#039;Zel superior in every way, and also his doctoral program director. He taught him for many years, and was his long-time friend. This had an especially large significance, considering the fact that Vulcans almost never engaged in social contact, let alone small talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Hello Commander sir&amp;quot;, said T&amp;#039;Zel, formally and obediently. &amp;quot;I am sure you are referring to the tablets found on the ruins on Yarvas Prime. Their language was not decoded by the Chief of Linguistics on the U.S.S Atkinson, as it confounded even his linguadecoder and his utmost skill. While I was en route to New Shanghai to embark on my currently assigned ship, we discussed about the possibilities. I am sure you can send me holographic copies of the objects in question. However, please don&amp;#039;t give the job to an intern. Last time that happened, I had to have Lieutenant Ketchum spend two hours on the computer trying to recode them, and the data transfer failed completely.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Linguistics and Medical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Rogers nodded &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve done the programming myself Ensign.  You will have it on your terminal shortly.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I look forward to seeing what you are able to decipher for us.  Give me weekly updates.&amp;quot;  He said as the transmission came through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As T&amp;#039;Zel received the transmission, he began uploading it on his science officer PADD (this seemed illogical, but due to the fact he also held an ensignship in Archaeology and Anthropology division, it was more than fitting), readying himself to do some research work. He longed to do some, after spending most of this postgraduate education in a laboratory making paleographies of Klingon rulers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Alright, Commander, I shall begin my duties. Ending transmission now&amp;#039;&amp;#039;. As he turned off the communicator, he switched on his holo pad, and an insta-copy of the text sprung up. It was blatantly visible Dr. Rogers did the programming himself. The pictures were crystal clear, and the text was oversized to give stunning detail.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were several texts that were given to him. One was a children&amp;#039;s book, or at least looked like one. It had pictures with words associated to them. After seeing this, T&amp;#039;Zel would sigh slightly. Not an emotional sigh, a sigh showing disapproval. He wanted slightly more of a challenge. But this sigh was ended when he saw a tablet that was annotated by the Atkinson&amp;#039;s Linguistics Officer, Lieutenant Arvan Yarse (who was apparently Betazoid, evidenced by the fact his innate knowledge of psychological workings led him to offer T&amp;#039;Zel a series of personal annotations about a fascinating theory of his concerning that some letters, when written angrily, are written with excessive push on the instrument that culture used to write. Lieutenant Yarse also informed T&amp;#039;Zel, through in indirect paraphrase, referring to him as &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Translator of this document&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, that this document, written exactly word-for-word, or in this case logogram-by-logogram, was found in temples. He thus concluded that this was their holy text, and that translating this could give Starfleet profound insight into the workings of their religion and their society.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;T&amp;#039;Zel was a trained religious scholar as part of his linguistics and anthropology training, this probably being the reason why Commander Rogers, THE most experienced in the field in, well, the entire Alpha Quadrant would delegate this delicate task down to T&amp;#039;Zel. Another reason why this might be was due to facts A) T&amp;#039;Zel was a Vulcan and B) T&amp;#039;Zel was a Neurosurgeon, which gave him the methodology as firm and sound as that of a 21st-century prosecuting attorney on Earth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;T&amp;#039;Zel began the translation in earnest. He managed to find the logical operators (&amp;#039;&amp;#039;and&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;or&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;to&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;from&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, etcetera), simply by looking at statistcal sentencing. Mixing and mashing them up together, he found several logograms for each word. Noting it on his PADD, he immediately stored it on his file that he was going to use when it came time to publish his paper, which he in a way hoped would find itself in the main section of the famed academic journal &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Anthropology Quarterly&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It took him quite some time finding the verbs. Their system of conjugation was highly complex. They had over 58 pronouns, each meaning or referring to some subset of people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This can be examplified by the following. In the french language, one has eight pronouns (je, tu, il, elle, nous, vous, ils and elles). One could expand them by adding articles (je la, je les, je le, je l&amp;#039;, ...). In the case of this language, those expansions each had an independent word for them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After about a day of hard work, T&amp;#039;Zel finally managed to decode over 400 words using the children&amp;#039;s book and the holy book. This was more than enough to help him begin to decode the entire holy book.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What he found in that latter document was fascinating. This culture believed that it was descended from a dozen original people, created and sent by some High God to the planet to populate it. They had absolutely no form of science or rationality. This, obviously, disgusted T&amp;#039;Zel. They had laws for everything, similar in most ways to the Bible on Earth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After finishing that part of the translation, T&amp;#039;Zel decided to return to sickbay and leave the linguistics part for later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
Ensign T&amp;#039;Zel, Medical and Linguistics.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 18:10:51 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Frolicker</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548428</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Alright, it&amp;#039;s settled then. We&amp;#039;ll provide a long rifle and plenty of ammunition for you Mr. McGee. &amp;quot;Ketchum I want you with Mr. McGee as a spotter for him. He turned and got Jessica&amp;#039;s attention...&amp;quot;Jess, go quickly to the Marshal&amp;#039;s Office and get the long rifle and ammo for Mr. McGee please.&amp;quot; He asked of his Second Officer. &amp;quot;Ivan I want you where we have the most people which is probably in this vicinity. Am&amp;#039;tra, I need you across the street shooting opposite our location at an angle down the street to help pinch them off when they head this way.&amp;quot; He looked around the room at each of their faces making eye contact with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have to tell you what&amp;#039;s at stake here. Use our technology to the fullest extent and hold the position you have been assigned. If you need reinforcements at your location, call out, don&amp;#039;t wait until it is too late. Good luck to each of you, and may God help us!&amp;quot; He said as he charged the phaser rifle he picked up off the container that held the rifles earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Yes sir,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, before nodding at Mr. McGee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Aye, sir,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, checking his weapon, prepared for the battle ahead. He quietly hoped this would not turn into a bloodbath, however. Dealing with so many divergent weapons and variables, presents unique and often, tricky challenges, but Am&amp;#039;tra was readdy to meet them, head-on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: McGee looked at Rana &amp;quot;Nice to meet you.  Jonathan McGee.&amp;quot;  He said extending his hand to the officer and waited for the one called Jess to return with the weapon which she did moments later.  McGee took the weapon, primed it and got it loaded.  He moved to the window and looked out it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ketchum tactfully shook his hand, and replied simply by giving his last name -- at a time like this, it was less complicated and potentially unnerving, than to concoct a fake given name, especially with his family name having already been spoken aloud. He moved beside McGee and tried to watch a slightly wider view of his gaze.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;We need to move that small table out of the way.&amp;quot;  He said pointing to a small washstand that stood in front of the double window, he pulled the curtains back and tied them off so that they wouldn&amp;#039;t billow in front of him &amp;quot;The advanced skirmishers will be coming in on horse.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;They will have about twenty or thirty riders.  Try not to take out the horses, our boys need them.&amp;quot;  He said quietly as he settled to a kneeling position in front of the window.  With the patience of a nun, he made sure that everything was just the way he wanted it &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re ready.&amp;quot;  He said as he watched the others move to their positions.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Blooms looked at the two men &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going out to meet the advanced skirmishers.&amp;quot;  He said and handed Rana a PaDD &amp;quot;Keep this safe.  Should something happen to me...it&amp;#039;s how you get back home.&amp;quot;  He said and left the room.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Understood, sir,&amp;quot; Ketchum whispered, as he pocketed the PADD. For all of his earlier suspicion and badgering, he easily accepted Bloom&amp;#039;s role.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- CSO Ketchum&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 20:48:11 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>sibryce</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge- Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548444</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Jarred Alindor  (Chief Engineer) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Sarah Martin  (Doctor) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO) in Bridge- Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The alien ship fired on the Saracen. It seemed that they now meant business and were going to prevent the Saracen from intervening in any way if they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Andrew felt the ship shutter a little as a weapon blast struck the shields, &amp;quot;Helm, evasive maneuvers, tactical, return fire and target their weapons systems.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The ship continued to fire on the Saracen without saying anything.  Their intentions becoming increasingly clear.  The helm began evasive maneuvers.  The smaller ship that the aliens were in was definitely more agile than the Saracen.  They were going to need to come up with a plan to out think the aliens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Tactical analysis on the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel,&amp;quot; Andrew requested. If they were going to outsmart them they would need all the information they could get. He had a plan in mind but it was all dependent on what the analysis would show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sarah was seated at tactical.  She had taken some tactics in the Academy &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not my strongest suit, but I&amp;#039;ll see what I can do.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;d last about 20 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;If we can route power from the secondary systems it might give us some more time.&amp;quot;  She said looking at Jarred for more information.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;How long would our shields last at point blank range against their weapons? They may be superior in technology but we still hold the cards with a little unconventional thinking.&amp;quot; Andrew leaned forward in the center chair leaning slightly to his right resting his upper body weight on his right arm and supporting his left injured side with his left hand and pushing against the left side of the chair. He grimaced slightly at the movement as it caused a little discomfort in his ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt. Cmdr. Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Shields about 40 minutes.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;Maybe more. I just don&amp;#039;t know for sure Commander.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m gonna head to Engineering, see if I can&amp;#039;t give us some more power.&amp;quot; Jarred said, letting Sarah take the tactical knowing he could be the difference between a quick death or a stale mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sarah looked at Jarred &amp;quot;Ok.  I&amp;#039;ll do what I can here to keep things going.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He had a plan, but the question was, would it work? *Only one way to find out* he thought to himself. &amp;quot;Helm, start moving us closer, I want to bring us to within 10,000 meters of that ship, on my mark I want you to punch it and move in as fast as we can.&amp;quot; Andrew tapped the comm, =/\= Engineering, I&amp;#039;m gonna need all the power we can get transferred to shields, prepare to reverse shield polarity and extend shields /around/ the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl vessel on my mark. =/\= &amp;quot;Doctor, keep them occupied. I want an eight torpedo volley of photon torpedoes ready to fire once we are within 100,000 km. Set them for full yield, spread them out to provide a blast radius to cover their ship and blind them to our approach.&amp;quot; *This had better work* he thought to himself *otherwise we&amp;#039;ll all likely be majorly screwed.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sarah nodded &amp;quot;Aye Commander.&amp;quot;  She said as she prepared the weapons for firing as ordered &amp;quot;Photon&amp;#039;s are ready on your mark.&amp;quot;  She said as she settled into the role of security officer.  One that she wasn&amp;#039;t really comfortable with but she would do what she had to do.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Martin (doctor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The helmsman acknowledged the Commanders orders &amp;quot;Moving to within 10,000 meters.&amp;quot; He said as he began moving the ship forward.   As the ship closed in, he punched it and as Sarah fired the torpedos.  Now they just had to hope that the shields worked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Andrew watched the readout on the arm of the chair as the ship came into position. &amp;quot;Engineering, extend shields NOW!&amp;quot; he said into the open comm. With shields extended, those protecting the ship would be taxed and weak, fortunately though they only had the one ship to deal with and so far hadn&amp;#039;t taken much damage to the shield strength. This was for all intents and purposes a risky move, but if it worked, they would be rid of the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl and free to assist the ground forces as needed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt. Cmdr. Andrew Jackson (XO)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf5/saracen&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Saracen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf5/saracen">USS Saracen</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 22:13:09 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Hype365</dc:creator>
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 <title>Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim on USS Saracen</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548508</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Mouse of Nevermore (Gamemaster) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Am&amp;amp;#039;tra  (Chief of Security) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Rana Ketchum (Chief Science Officer) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain William Kidd (CO) in Prelude to Freedom-Main Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Ivan looked at the man, surprised that he still wanted to fight the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl despite having lost an arm. He was even more impressed that he would still be able to fire a rifle accurately with only one arm left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s best if you stay here. You need to rest, besides you only have an arm. Can you still shoot a rifle accurately?&amp;quot; He asked the man, he didn&amp;#039;t want to see any harm come to the man and he knew that in his current state it would be very unlikely that the man would survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : McGee looked at Ivan &amp;quot;I can still shoot.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;You tell me what you want shot, I&amp;#039;m your man.&amp;quot;  McGee looked at Kidd &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re with the Provost Marshall&amp;#039;s office.  Get me a long rifle and shot.&amp;quot;  He said as he looked out the window, he paused for a moment &amp;quot;Based on their movement two days ago, they will be coming down High Street from that way.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;The advance skirmishers will come in from by the railroad tracks and the woods.  They should be making initial attacks within the next two hours or so.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;I can pick some of them off from this window.&amp;quot;  He said pointing at the window he stood in front of  &amp;quot;The main battle will start in the morning.&amp;quot;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;If I could be of some help, Mr. McGee, I would be honoured,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, realizing that he may have a good vantage point to monitor the Na&amp;#039;Kuhl&amp;#039;s actions, by staying close to a sniper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra seemed okay with McGee&amp;#039;s offer, as well as the CSO. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go wherever I&amp;#039;m most needed and useful,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra. This looked like a major undertaking and he was ready. He still was hesitant to remove his oversized hat, though, given what it was hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ivan looked at McGee and admired the man&amp;#039;s spirit. He nodded accepting the fact that he would still be able to shoot from the window. They needed all the help they could get. Ivan hoped that he still remembered how to shoot, it had been a long time since he last had to shoot at someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ivan (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra notice the concerned look on Ivan&amp;#039;s face. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be close at hand, in case you need back-up, should shooting be required of us, along with Mr McGee,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, reassuringly. &amp;quot;I am very proficient with all phaser types.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Alright, it&amp;#039;s settled then. We&amp;#039;ll provide a long rifle and plenty of ammunition for you Mr. McGee. &amp;quot;Ketchum I want you with Mr. McGee as a spotter for him. He turned and got Jessica&amp;#039;s attention...&amp;quot;Jess, go quickly to the Marshal&amp;#039;s Office and get the long rifle and ammo for Mr. McGee please.&amp;quot; He asked of his Second Officer. &amp;quot;Ivan I want you where we have the most people which is probably in this vicinity. Am&amp;#039;tra, I need you across the street shooting opposite our location at an angle down the street to help pinch them off when they head this way.&amp;quot; He looked around the room at each of their faces making eye contact with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have to tell you what&amp;#039;s at stake here. Use our technology to the fullest extent and hold the position you have been assigned. If you need reinforcements at your location, call out, don&amp;#039;t wait until it is too late. Good luck to each of you, and may God help us!&amp;quot; He said as he charged the phaser rifle he picked up off the container that held the rifles earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt. Kidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Yes sir,&amp;quot; said Ketchum, before nodding at Mr. McGee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Aye, sir,&amp;quot; said Am&amp;#039;tra, checking his weapon, prepared for the battle ahead. He quietly hoped this would not turn into a bloodbath, however. Dealing with so many divergent weapons and variables, presents unique and often, tricky challenges, but Am&amp;#039;tra was readdy to meet them, head-on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Am&amp;#039;tra (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan nodded he didn&amp;#039;t know how useful he was going to be, but he would sure as hell try his best. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : McGee looked at Rana &amp;quot;Nice to meet you.  Jonathan McGee.&amp;quot;  He said extending his hand to the officer and waited for the one called Jess to return with the weapon which she did moments later.  McGee took the weapon, primed it and got it loaded.  He moved to the window and looked out it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ketchum tactfully shook his hand, and replied simply by giving his last name -- at a time like this, it was less complicated and potentially unnerving, than to concoct a fake given name, especially with his family name having already been spoken aloud. He moved beside McGee and tried to watch a slightly wider view of his gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;We need to move that small table out of the way.&amp;quot;  He said pointing to a small washstand that stood in front of the double window, he pulled the curtains back and tied them off so that they wouldn&amp;#039;t billow in front of him &amp;quot;The advanced skirmishers will be coming in on horse.&amp;quot;  He said &amp;quot;They will have about twenty or thirty riders.  Try not to take out the horses, our boys need them.&amp;quot;  He said quietly as he settled to a kneeling position in front of the window.  With the patience of a nun, he made sure that everything was just the way he wanted it &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re ready.&amp;quot;  He said as he watched the others move to their positions.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Blooms looked at the two men &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going out to meet the advanced skirmishers.&amp;quot;  He said and handed Rana a PaDD &amp;quot;Keep this safe.  Should something happen to me...it&amp;#039;s how you get back home.&amp;quot;  He said and left the room.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Understood, sir,&amp;quot; Ketchum whispered, as he pocketed the PADD. For all of his earlier suspicion and badgering, he easily accepted Bloom&amp;#039;s role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - CSO Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC:I&amp;#039;m assuming all I have to work with is a simple medi-kit?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan made sure there was lots of space for a triage centre. He only had his medi-kit and he hoped that it would be enough. He would remain in the vicinity and keep a watchful eye out for any wounded and do his best to patch them up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan (CMO)&lt;/p&gt;
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