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Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

afindora — Wed, 15 May 2013 08:57:03 -0400

: Posted by Ensign Martal (Security officer) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : Posted by Civilian Ylana Eviros (Scientist) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
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: : : OOC: why the heck this thread got renamed is a mystery to me...
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: : OOC: Just slipping her reply in here...
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: : *I'm working on getting the door open, I'll be very close soon. But I don't have much to protect myself with. I've bene using my abilities Michael. I'm not sure how much more I do...* But one last push would do if she needed it. It might knock her unconscious, but she could cause harm to someone if she truly wanted to.
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: : ~Ylana Eviros

If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.

That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
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: : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Martal Chief Tactical Officer

Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=

OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
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: : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
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: : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
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: : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
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: : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
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: : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
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: : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
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: : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
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: : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and syncronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly sufffer them later to survive today.
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: : : : Ltjg Timbre
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: The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
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: Ensigh Martal
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: : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
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: : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was soem distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
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: : : GM CockRoach

"Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.

-Captain Michael Halloway, CO

USS Dresden

Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens on USS Dresden

lindsayb — Wed, 15 May 2013 10:37:18 -0400

: Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
: : Posted by Civilian Ylana Eviros (Scientist) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
(snip)x
: : *I'm working on getting the door open, I'll be very close soon. But I don't have much to protect myself with. I've bene using my abilities Michael. I'm not sure how much more I do...* But one last push would do if she needed it. It might knock her unconscious, but she could cause harm to someone if she truly wanted to.
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: : : Then as if it seemed she would remain trapped here the door sparked on its edges and hissed open to the right. To her left there was the faint distant humming of what sounded like a power core of some sort. To the right possibly eventually was where the away team was at. Again overhead was heard =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said in reply to something the CO said, and then it seemed it was clear that Ylana's escape attempt had been detected.
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: : Still in the room that housed her, Ylana moved back to the mattress and dug inside to pull out another spring. With the two she had, she straightened the end length a bit, exposing the pointy end. They may not be much in terms of weapons, but it was better than nothing. She moved to the doorway, keeping herself as alert as possible and surveyed her surroundings. She reached out her mind to sense for where Michael was and moved to the right.
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: : : There soon after was another reply by the Elder =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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: : : Down the hall to the right Ylana saw two of the Elder mechs hulking brutes each 6'5 in height and strongly built from a variety of tech and organic weaves, what looked like an arm mounted plasma cannon of some sort was on its left arm and a retractable hand and blade arm on its right, two normal hands and arms were below. Both were standing of left and right from where she was at from the door by 10 yards each, they faced her cannon arms half raised.
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: : : A skirting artificial voice spoke, "..Return to cell, await processing or face punishment.." They both said at the same time.
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: : : GM CockRoach
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: Just as Ylana met the mechs there was the distant sound of phaser fire, then a cry of rage over the comms =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as they shut down.
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: : Ylana was tall, but she was also thin. There was no way to muscle her way through, and her mattress spring weapons seemed awfully ridiculous at the moment. So she did the only thing she could.
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: The mechs seemed to get a silent command and began to raise their weapons "..Termination orders confirmed, targeting.." They said.
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: : Dropping her mental shields, she gathered all the forceful energy that she could spare. Dropping the springs, she thrusted out her hands to the side and used them to guide her mind, casting the energy at the beings. It was enough force that it should do more then just push them back. Maybe cause an electrical short in their mechanical systems (heck, even their neural patterns could be disrupted), or if could damage their organic systems. Either way, she was looking to do damage. Her mind was fuelled by the old anger and hate that she had never been able to let go of from the experiments that were done on her. For once she could actually use it, though she knew full well the effort could be harmful to her.
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: : ~Ylana Eviros
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: The energy wave hit the mechs and did more damage then was realized the short circuits of the mechs caused them to exploded, the cyborgs meanwhile that controlled them staggered back a half aimed plasma burst shot at her, winging her left shoulder which left it burning bad and scarred. Then its systems and body failed and it collapsed in a heap.
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Ylana cried out in pain, but was amazed to find herself still standing. The pain was searing though, momentarily taking her breath away. But she forced it away and ran in the direction that she knew Michael was, holding her arm tightly against her chest to keep her shoulder immobile as much as possible.

: Several winding halls away the sound of phaser fire and plasma bursts were heard, thrumming alarms also signaled that the Gateway security forces were going on hostile alert. Behind her Ylana would hear the movements of two more mechs and a cyborg controller coming her way at a run. She had three options, one was to hide in a side service hatch near her to the left, wait till they passed or attack the controller, two was to run ahead and hope she linked up with the away team to help, three was some sort of combination of those two plans, other ideas might come but they were for her to make.
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: GM CockRoach

Michael was so close! But she wouldn't last another attempt at using her abilities and it was more likely to kill her. She opted for the service hatch and crawled into the access way, closing the hatch behind her. She no longer had her fashioned weapons but ti was pointless at this pint anyway. *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*

~Ylana Eviros

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

lindsayb — Wed, 15 May 2013 10:37:36 -0400

: Posted by Captain Michael "One" Halloway (CO) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : Posted by Ensign Martal (Security officer) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : Posted by Civilian Ylana Eviros (Scientist) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
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: : : : OOC: why the heck this thread got renamed is a mystery to me...
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: : : OOC: Just slipping her reply in here...
: : : IC:
: : : *I'm working on getting the door open, I'll be very close soon. But I don't have much to protect myself with. I've bene using my abilities Michael. I'm not sure how much more I do...* But one last push would do if she needed it. It might knock her unconscious, but she could cause harm to someone if she truly wanted to.
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: : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.
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: That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
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: : : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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: Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
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: Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
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: OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
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: : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
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: : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
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: : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
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: : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
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: : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
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: : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
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: : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and syncronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly sufffer them later to survive today.
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: : : : : Ltjg Timbre
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: : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
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: : Ensigh Martal
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: : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
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: : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was soem distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
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: : : : GM CockRoach
:
: "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
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: -Captain Michael Halloway, CO

*Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*

~Ylana Eviros

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

rarcher — Wed, 15 May 2013 13:01:39 -0400

[snip]

: : If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
: : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.
: :
: : That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
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=/\= Stand down, and I will explain it all Captain! Do not force my hand! =/\= The Elder said.

: : : : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
: :
: : Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
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=/\= Your empire is even in worse states in your own time then any other power, your home world destroyed, your fleets squabbling to figure out who's in charge, four of my Dreadnoughts and a squadron of drone frigates could wreck your fleets one by one before you knew what was happening.=/\= The Elder replied.

: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Martal Chief Tactical Officer
: :
: : Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
: :
=/\= Your being foolish Captain, this is your last chance, STAND DOWN..I promise you all your answer and more if you do =/\= The Elder said one last time.

: : OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)

OOC: HA! Nice :P
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: : : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
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: : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
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: : : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
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: : : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
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: : : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
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: : : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
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: : : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and synchronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly suffer them later to survive today.
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: : : : : : Ltjg Timbre
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: : : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
: : :
: : : Ensigh Martal
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: : : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
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: : : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was some distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
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: : : : : GM CockRoach
: :
: : "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
: :
: : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
:
: *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
:
: ~Ylana Eviros

The path ahead as they barreled down it was fairly open in the direction that Ylana was shown being, a few side passages showed assembling mechs, and a few stray shots from a pulse turret or two on the ceiling in these side corridors were fired there ways when they passed by but none hit the team, nor were the wild fired shots from the few mechs.

They were about 100 yards from Ylana at present who was shown just off down a left side hallway, several mechs and a cyborg controller were present near her, others were coming this way from where they had come from too.

GM CockRoach

USS Dresden

Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens on USS Dresden

rarcher — Wed, 15 May 2013 13:04:02 -0400

: Posted by Civilian Ylana Eviros (Scientist) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
: : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
: : : Posted by Civilian Ylana Eviros (Scientist) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
: (snip)x
: : : *I'm working on getting the door open, I'll be very close soon. But I don't have much to protect myself with. I've bene using my abilities Michael. I'm not sure how much more I do...* But one last push would do if she needed it. It might knock her unconscious, but she could cause harm to someone if she truly wanted to.
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: : : : Then as if it seemed she would remain trapped here the door sparked on its edges and hissed open to the right. To her left there was the faint distant humming of what sounded like a power core of some sort. To the right possibly eventually was where the away team was at. Again overhead was heard =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said in reply to something the CO said, and then it seemed it was clear that Ylana's escape attempt had been detected.
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: : : Still in the room that housed her, Ylana moved back to the mattress and dug inside to pull out another spring. With the two she had, she straightened the end length a bit, exposing the pointy end. They may not be much in terms of weapons, but it was better than nothing. She moved to the doorway, keeping herself as alert as possible and surveyed her surroundings. She reached out her mind to sense for where Michael was and moved to the right.
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: : : : There soon after was another reply by the Elder =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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: : : : Down the hall to the right Ylana saw two of the Elder mechs hulking brutes each 6'5 in height and strongly built from a variety of tech and organic weaves, what looked like an arm mounted plasma cannon of some sort was on its left arm and a retractable hand and blade arm on its right, two normal hands and arms were below. Both were standing of left and right from where she was at from the door by 10 yards each, they faced her cannon arms half raised.
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: : : : A skirting artificial voice spoke, "..Return to cell, await processing or face punishment.." They both said at the same time.
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: : : : GM CockRoach
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: : Just as Ylana met the mechs there was the distant sound of phaser fire, then a cry of rage over the comms =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as they shut down.
: :
: : : Ylana was tall, but she was also thin. There was no way to muscle her way through, and her mattress spring weapons seemed awfully ridiculous at the moment. So she did the only thing she could.
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: : The mechs seemed to get a silent command and began to raise their weapons "..Termination orders confirmed, targeting.." They said.
: :
: : : Dropping her mental shields, she gathered all the forceful energy that she could spare. Dropping the springs, she thrusted out her hands to the side and used them to guide her mind, casting the energy at the beings. It was enough force that it should do more then just push them back. Maybe cause an electrical short in their mechanical systems (heck, even their neural patterns could be disrupted), or if could damage their organic systems. Either way, she was looking to do damage. Her mind was fuelled by the old anger and hate that she had never been able to let go of from the experiments that were done on her. For once she could actually use it, though she knew full well the effort could be harmful to her.
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: : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : The energy wave hit the mechs and did more damage then was realized the short circuits of the mechs caused them to exploded, the cyborgs meanwhile that controlled them staggered back a half aimed plasma burst shot at her, winging her left shoulder which left it burning bad and scarred. Then its systems and body failed and it collapsed in a heap.
: :
: Ylana cried out in pain, but was amazed to find herself still standing. The pain was searing though, momentarily taking her breath away. But she forced it away and ran in the direction that she knew Michael was, holding her arm tightly against her chest to keep her shoulder immobile as much as possible.
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: : Several winding halls away the sound of phaser fire and plasma bursts were heard, thrumming alarms also signaled that the Gateway security forces were going on hostile alert. Behind her Ylana would hear the movements of two more mechs and a cyborg controller coming her way at a run. She had three options, one was to hide in a side service hatch near her to the left, wait till they passed or attack the controller, two was to run ahead and hope she linked up with the away team to help, three was some sort of combination of those two plans, other ideas might come but they were for her to make.
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: : GM CockRoach
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: Michael was so close! But she wouldn't last another attempt at using her abilities and it was more likely to kill her. She opted for the service hatch and crawled into the access way, closing the hatch behind her. She no longer had her fashioned weapons but ti was pointless at this pint anyway. *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
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: ~Ylana Eviros

The sound of bounding humaniod feet was growing closer, random bits of weapons fire from phasers and plasma rifles alike were heard to her right. It seems that her companions were coming her way, the feeling of Michael was about 100 yards away, all that stood between her and the team separating them was four mechs and a cyborg controller which had bypassed her not sensing her and taking up positions to ambush the team from cover.

GM CockRoach

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

Emalene — Wed, 15 May 2013 13:10:17 -0400

<snip>
: : Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
: :
: : OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
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: : : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
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: : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
: : : : :
: : : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
: : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
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: : : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
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: : : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and syncronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly sufffer them later to survive today.
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: : : : : : Ltjg Timbre
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: : : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
: : :
: : : Ensigh Martal

Zoi turned only breifly to see the exchange between Timbre and Martal. She had ignored the idiot but she did know that she was unlikely to request him in future away teams. He seemed to soil himself at the mere presence of opposition. She couldn't have that in her team.

: : : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
: : : : :
: : : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was soem distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
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: : : : : GM CockRoach

As soon as a Mech started to waver as it died or was too injured to continue, she positioned herself as a lever to make it fall into the middle of the corridor so that it would block the mechs and Cyborgs that were coming. The Lieutenant wasn't about to make it easy for the cyborgs and Mechs to follow them.
: :
: : "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
: :
: : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
:
: *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
:
: ~Ylana Eviros

Taking her position beside the Captain once more she nodded and began to lead them on to Ylana's position. Her weapon was ready to fire. "Timbre, take up the rear. Martal, stay by the Captain and keep your wits about you." She gave him a hard look that brooked no refusal.

Lt. Haven, CoS

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

Emalene — Wed, 15 May 2013 13:17:02 -0400

: Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: [snip]
:
: : : If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.
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: : : That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
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: =/\= Stand down, and I will explain it all Captain! Do not force my hand! =/\= The Elder said.
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: : : : : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
: : :
: : : Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
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: =/\= Your empire is even in worse states in your own time then any other power, your home world destroyed, your fleets squabbling to figure out who's in charge, four of my Dreadnoughts and a squadron of drone frigates could wreck your fleets one by one before you knew what was happening.=/\= The Elder replied.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Martal Chief Tactical Officer
: : :
: : : Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
: : :
: =/\= Your being foolish Captain, this is your last chance, STAND DOWN..I promise you all your answer and more if you do =/\= The Elder said one last time.
:
: : : OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
:
: OOC: HA! Nice :P
: : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
: : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
: : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
: : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
: : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and synchronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly suffer them later to survive today.
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : Ltjg Timbre
: : : : :
: : : : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
: : : :
: : : : Ensigh Martal
: : : :
Zoi turned only breifly to see the exchange between Timbre and Martal. She had ignored the idiot but she did know that she was unlikely to request him in future away teams. He seemed to soil himself at the mere presence of opposition. She couldn't have that in her team.

: : : : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
: : : : : :
: : : : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was some distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
: : : : : :
: : : : : : GM CockRoach

: : :
: : : "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
: : :
: : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
: :
: : *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
: :
: : ~Ylana Eviros
:
: The path ahead as they barreled down it was fairly open in the direction that Ylana was shown being, a few side passages showed assembling mechs, and a few stray shots from a pulse turret or two on the ceiling in these side corridors were fired there ways when they passed by but none hit the team, nor were the wild fired shots from the few mechs.
:
: They were about 100 yards from Ylana at present who was shown just off down a left side hallway, several mechs and a cyborg controller were present near her, others were coming this way from where they had come from too.
:
: GM CockRoach

Taking her position beside the Captain once more she nodded and began to lead them on to Ylana's position. Her weapon was ready to fire. "Timbre, Stay with the Captain. Martal, guard our Rear and keep your wits about you." She gave him a hard look that brooked no refusal.

As she started down the corridor, she shot toward the mechs, taking down any she could easily, or injuring them if she could. She knew Timbre would be following behind. His shots in conjunction with her own might fully injure some and keep the numbers of their foes down. When she reached the area where Ylana was supposed to be, she instantly shot for the cyborg controller to take it out.

Lt. Haven, CoS

OOC: Incorporating my post with Rob's and changing it to reference his post. :D

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

DeSpainJE — Wed, 15 May 2013 13:23:11 -0400

: Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : [snip]
: :
: : : : If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
: : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.
: : : :
: : : : That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : =/\= Stand down, and I will explain it all Captain! Do not force my hand! =/\= The Elder said.
: :
: : : : : : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
: : : :
: : : : Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : =/\= Your empire is even in worse states in your own time then any other power, your home world destroyed, your fleets squabbling to figure out who's in charge, four of my Dreadnoughts and a squadron of drone frigates could wreck your fleets one by one before you knew what was happening.=/\= The Elder replied.
: :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Martal Chief Tactical Officer
: : : :
: : : : Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
: : : :
: : =/\= Your being foolish Captain, this is your last chance, STAND DOWN..I promise you all your answer and more if you do =/\= The Elder said one last time.
: :
: : : : OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
: :
: : OOC: HA! Nice :P
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
: : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
: : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
: : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
: : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
: : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and synchronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly suffer them later to survive today.
: : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : Ltjg Timbre
: : : : : :
: : : : : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
: : : : :
: : : : : Ensigh Martal
: : : : :
: Zoi turned only breifly to see the exchange between Timbre and Martal. She had ignored the idiot but she did know that she was unlikely to request him in future away teams. He seemed to soil himself at the mere presence of opposition. She couldn't have that in her team.
:
: : : : : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was some distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : GM CockRoach
:
: As soon as a Mech started to waver as it died or was too injured to continue, she positioned herself as a lever to make it fall into the middle of the corridor so that it would block the mechs and Cyborgs that were coming. The Lieutenant wasn't about to make it easy for the cyborgs and Mechs to follow them.
:
: : : :
: : : : "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
: : : :
: : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
: : :
: : : *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
: : :
: : : ~Ylana Eviros
: :
: : The path ahead as they barreled down it was fairly open in the direction that Ylana was shown being, a few side passages showed assembling mechs, and a few stray shots from a pulse turret or two on the ceiling in these side corridors were fired there ways when they passed by but none hit the team, nor were the wild fired shots from the few mechs.
: :
: : They were about 100 yards from Ylana at present who was shown just off down a left side hallway, several mechs and a cyborg controller were present near her, others were coming this way from where they had come from too.
: :
: : GM CockRoach
:
: Taking her position beside the Captain once more she nodded and began to lead them on to Ylana's position. Her weapon was ready to fire. "Timbre, Stay with the Captain. Martal, guard our Rear and keep your wits about you." She gave him a hard look that brooked no refusal.
:
: As she started down the corridor, she shot toward the mechs, taking down any she could easily, or injuring them if she could. She knew Timbre would be following behind. His shots in conjunction with her own might fully injure some and keep the numbers of their foes down. When she reached the area where Ylana was supposed to be, she instantly shot for the cyborg controller to take it out.
:
: Lt. Haven, CoS
:
: OOC: Incorporating my post with Rob's and changing it to reference his post. :D

Zoi was correct any oppurtunity to take a shot was taken, and as he crossed corridors, he would flick an activated motion sensitive concussion grenade down along the wall, to find the enemy later. Tavmeer might be honorable, and he would even play fair, but fair and war, rarely existed on the same levels.

Tavemeer shifted his body physically imposing himself between the captain and the direction the return fire would come from. His shots followed closley on the heels of Zoi's The growl was growing in his deep chest his tail was lashing and his ears laid back. Lips curling in a snarl. His fingers curled around the hilt of his knife, as his other hand fired at the Cyborg. Ylanna might be injured they had to gaurntee these were stopped long enough to know. It was not truly a concious decision, more a reaction to someone's imprisonment, the captain knew the fully details of Tavmeer's hatred for imprisonment. The growl grew in pitch as the Catian/Zhin hybrid suddenly hurtled himself down the hall way that vicious looking dual edged slightly curved knife made of pure bone rising as he closed on the Cyborg. It appeared he intended to slam into it and stab it into submission to sever its ties to the mechs.

"Get the woman was the only words he growled as he passed Zoi.

LTjg Timbre

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

Jtollya — Thu, 16 May 2013 13:08:08 -0400

: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tavmeer Timbre (Helmsman/Pilot) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : [snip]
: : :
: : : : : If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.
: : : : :
: : : : : That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : =/\= Stand down, and I will explain it all Captain! Do not force my hand! =/\= The Elder said.
: : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
: : : : :
: : : : : Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : =/\= Your empire is even in worse states in your own time then any other power, your home world destroyed, your fleets squabbling to figure out who's in charge, four of my Dreadnoughts and a squadron of drone frigates could wreck your fleets one by one before you knew what was happening.=/\= The Elder replied.
: : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Martal Chief Tactical Officer
: : : : :
: : : : : Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
: : : : :
: : : =/\= Your being foolish Captain, this is your last chance, STAND DOWN..I promise you all your answer and more if you do =/\= The Elder said one last time.
: : :
: : : : : OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
: : :
: : : OOC: HA! Nice :P
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
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: : : : : : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
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: : : : : : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
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: : : : : : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
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: : : : : : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
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: : : : : : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and synchronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly suffer them later to survive today.
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: : : : : : : : : Ltjg Timbre
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: : : : : : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
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: : : : : : Ensigh Martal
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: : Zoi turned only breifly to see the exchange between Timbre and Martal. She had ignored the idiot but she did know that she was unlikely to request him in future away teams. He seemed to soil himself at the mere presence of opposition. She couldn't have that in her team.
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: : : : : : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
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: : : : : : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was some distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
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: : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
: :
: : As soon as a Mech started to waver as it died or was too injured to continue, she positioned herself as a lever to make it fall into the middle of the corridor so that it would block the mechs and Cyborgs that were coming. The Lieutenant wasn't about to make it easy for the cyborgs and Mechs to follow them.
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: : : : : "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
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: : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
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: : : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : : The path ahead as they barreled down it was fairly open in the direction that Ylana was shown being, a few side passages showed assembling mechs, and a few stray shots from a pulse turret or two on the ceiling in these side corridors were fired there ways when they passed by but none hit the team, nor were the wild fired shots from the few mechs.
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: : : They were about 100 yards from Ylana at present who was shown just off down a left side hallway, several mechs and a cyborg controller were present near her, others were coming this way from where they had come from too.
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: : : GM CockRoach
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: : Taking her position beside the Captain once more she nodded and began to lead them on to Ylana's position. Her weapon was ready to fire. "Timbre, Stay with the Captain. Martal, guard our Rear and keep your wits about you." She gave him a hard look that brooked no refusal.
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Martal nodded this was NOT the time to argue. He turned to Captain Halloway "What are your order sir?"

: : As she started down the corridor, she shot toward the mechs, taking down any she could easily, or injuring them if she could. She knew Timbre would be following behind. His shots in conjunction with her own might fully injure some and keep the numbers of their foes down. When she reached the area where Ylana was supposed to be, she instantly shot for the cyborg controller to take it out.
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: : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : OOC: Incorporating my post with Rob's and changing it to reference his post. :D
:
: Zoi was correct any oppurtunity to take a shot was taken, and as he crossed corridors, he would flick an activated motion sensitive concussion grenade down along the wall, to find the enemy later. Tavmeer might be honorable, and he would even play fair, but fair and war, rarely existed on the same levels.
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: Tavemeer shifted his body physically imposing himself between the captain and the direction the return fire would come from. His shots followed closley on the heels of Zoi's The growl was growing in his deep chest his tail was lashing and his ears laid back. Lips curling in a snarl. His fingers curled around the hilt of his knife, as his other hand fired at the Cyborg. Ylanna might be injured they had to gaurntee these were stopped long enough to know. It was not truly a concious decision, more a reaction to someone's imprisonment, the captain knew the fully details of Tavmeer's hatred for imprisonment. The growl grew in pitch as the Catian/Zhin hybrid suddenly hurtled himself down the hall way that vicious looking dual edged slightly curved knife made of pure bone rising as he closed on the Cyborg. It appeared he intended to slam into it and stab it into submission to sever its ties to the mechs.
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: "Get the woman was the only words he growled as he passed Zoi.
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: LTjg Timbre

USS Dresden

Dresden Bridge Main sim on USS Dresden

mkleinman — Thu, 16 May 2013 16:42:22 -0400

: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) S'Voit (Chief Science Officer) in Dresden Bridge Main sim
: : : : : : =^=I'd say it's worth a try.=^= Linwood said from the still open commline.
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: : : : : : Commander Jack Linwood, XO
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: : : : : Entity chimed in =/E\= A coordinated maneuver would be effective once or twice until enemy forces adapt to our positioning, it would however be taxing on ship systems. Probes would have little effect, as would false signatures =/E\= Entity said.
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: : : : : GM CockRoach
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: : : : =^=It's a good idea, to be sure=^= she said, addressing the Lieutenant, Entity, and the XO. =^=We might be better suited to using it for a micro-warp across the system to the gate, to get us out of dodge. Pick up the away team just after dropping back to impulse, jump through the gate and blow it.=^= she suggested as a modification of the tactic which might suit their needs better, giving them a chance to skitter out at the last moment.
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: : : : "Soon as we're in range, let's see if a polaron beam affects their shields the way it does ours. If it does, it should shift the shield frequency to a modulation of 92 gigahertz," Gina said. "Have phasers and torps on standby, set to that frequency. If it works, we'lll punch right through the shields of the ship we target." She hoped one more ace up their sleeve would do them well. It was the same technology the Dominion used, and had been demonstrated by a lost Intrepid-class some years ago. It was also used by the Borg, even if it didn't change the shield harmonic, it made them more evident, easier to target, and see. Maybe giving them better shots for sub systems. It was worth a shot. Anything they could use as an edge would help them.
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: : : : Lt Triss, Sec
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: : : Ellie touched her comm badge =^=Bridge, what do you need from Engineering?=^= She asked trying to keep from becoming too anxious.
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: : : E. Bartram (eng)
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: : OOC: Please stand by on my reply I need to be careful I dont get to far ahead with the ship battle with the pace of the away team...
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: : GM CockRoach
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: =^=S'Voit here. We will not need as much power routed to the deflector dish for the next assault - I'd suggest you put it towards our phaser banks for those Polaron strikes,=^= he advised.
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: S'Voit, CSO

=^=Lieutenant S'Voit, are you suggesting we try a polaron beam to see if it has any effect on their shields?=^= Jack asked through he open commline.

Commander Jack Linwood, XO

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

afindora — Fri, 17 May 2013 07:53:59 -0400

: Posted by Ensign Martal (Security officer) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tavmeer Timbre (Helmsman/Pilot) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: : : : [snip]
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: : : : : : If she had been using her abilities, she was going to need help soon. But these cybernetic lifeforms stood in the way.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Indeed Captain.... =/\= The Elder said then paused from his explanation, =/\= Clever girl...seems your woman Captain is attempting to escape. I say again Captain stand down, this does not have to end badly.. =/\= He said again this time down the hall to left and right were the readings of six of the Elder like mechs and two each of the cyborg like hybrids. If one had to guess it was possible the cyborgs were a control point for the mechs. Kill the leaders and you destroyed or least lessened the efficiency of the mechs. The mechs were armed with a high energy plasma based weapon, as well as a retractable blade device, the cyborgs held what seemed a similarly powered hand held rifle.
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: : : : : : That didn't really answer his question. =/\=I'm not having anyone stand down until I hear what this greater threat is!=/\= he said firmly.
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: : : : =/\= Stand down, and I will explain it all Captain! Do not force my hand! =/\= The Elder said.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : She listened, growing more tense as time went on. Zoi followed the diagram. It was not her place to keep the chatter up with the Elder. Let the Captain handle it and all his charisma. However, she couldn't help but listen and fear the implications of his words. She shoved that fear deep down inside her to bring out later when she had more time to handle it. They were in enough danger. When they rounded a corner she saw the mechanical things and two cyborgs. If she had not just put her fear down, it would have overwhelmed her.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Over my dead body will they give in, Ylana thought. Breathing heavily, she reached into her mind and focused on the essence of Michael as she knew him, the safe harbour that was her husband. *Michael! Do not give in to his demands!! I can help you, just tell me what you need me to do,* she said through the deep telepathic bond they had forged so early in their relationship.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Ylana Eviros
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Michael felt goosebumps on the back of his neck as he felt and heard the presence of Ylana in his own mind. *We're going to get us back to our original time line. We have explosives to threaten the Elder with. But we're getting you as well. Your location is down a hall that connects to the hall we're going to have to go through in order to get to the main computer core. Is there any way for you to meet us there safely? Or somewhere that you want us to extract you from?* She would be able to sense the urgency in his 'voice' as it were. There was definitely sense of longing and care from it as well.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= My people Captain, my followers we had our differences with the Ancients, at first we were content to live separate from them find our own place to survive in life. But in another timeline your Merrimack set into motion all that you now face. It was during my exile and travels I found a device of an alien race beyond measure of power and danger. This device was from a conquered people, a probe for all intents, warning of this race spoken of a word I can not even pronounce. They are in some ways like your Borg, but unlike your Borg they destroy your body, destroy your resources, your worlds and ships, they melt you down and reprocess you into their image. They have already made their marks in this galaxy Captain in your time period they are already marching to conquer a region hundreds of light years from here. They will spread like a plague from this galaxy into your own, they will absorb and reshape this and all they meet in their image. The only way to stop them is if I can unite the most powerful governments in the time strands under my rule, under my guidance and advancements. Your threatening to ruin this Captain! I wont allow it, stand down now or my mechs and cyborgs will rend you apart! You will not stop me from saving more lives then you could ever imagine not only my own people but countless others! =/\= The Elder said with a growing dangerous tone of voice and perhaps a hint of insanity to his voice.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
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: : : : : : Michael kept his eyes on his team, watching them as he was about to reply.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Martal's eyes darted around looking for some weakness to exploit some kind of tactical advantage he could use the whole time listening to the converstaion between the Elder and the Captain. =/\= "we've stopped the Borg, the Dominion and numerous other madmen, You will be no different. If the Federation can't stop you I can assure you the Romulan Empire WILL!!!=/\= Martal could feel the fire burning in his eyes and a rage buidling up inside him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge his honor blade deep into this creatures dark heart.
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: : : : =/\= Your empire is even in worse states in your own time then any other power, your home world destroyed, your fleets squabbling to figure out who's in charge, four of my Dreadnoughts and a squadron of drone frigates could wreck your fleets one by one before you knew what was happening.=/\= The Elder replied.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Martal Chief Tactical Officer
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: : : : : : Michael wasn't sure exactly what to say to Martal's statement. He felt as thought the chief would address him anyway, and thus felt no need to intervene. =/\=Uniting under your rule to stop someone would be meaningless. Working together is a different idea. Only madmen think they can unite great powers under their own rule. Your goal is preserve yourself. That's all you have in mind, and that's all you ever will have in mind. Fight, and we may die. Surrender, and we might live. But I would never trade this moment, for years under your rule. You may take our lives, but you'll never take our freedom!=/\=
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: : : : =/\= Your being foolish Captain, this is your last chance, STAND DOWN..I promise you all your answer and more if you do =/\= The Elder said one last time.
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: : : : : : OOC: I couldn't help it! It was set up so perfectly for that quote. ;)
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: : : : OOC: HA! Nice :P
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : She wanted to smack Martal, but if he kept the Elder occupied while they tried their daring idea, perhaps it was for the best. The Tactical officer showed his fear all to easy but she had to remember he was a tactician, not a security officer. Hopefully soon they would get to their destination. She wanted to blow this ship up.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : IC: She stopped and looked at the six Mechs and two cyborgs. They obviously weren't going to let her pass. Meanwhile, The Elder tried to convince the Captain of his own righteousness. Villains always do that. They feel the need for the hero to sway to their way of thinking. Knowing that wasn't going to happen while the Elder held Halloway's wife, she didn't give the Elder time to finish. With a swift motion, she fired two shots at the unblocked cyborg. Her aim was to slice through each of their brainpans down to their hearts whether they be mechanical or real flesh without prejudice. They didn't have time to waste on these Borg-like beings.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
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: : : : : : : : : The cyborg controllers fell back stumbling half their heads missing, the mechs meanwhile staggered as their control was shorted for a moment.
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: : : : : : : : : : : : The actions by the Chief of security were all the encouragement that Tavmeer needed. He followed up her shots with well placed shots of his own, three short bursting shots into each of the Cyborgs as well. He tensed bunched on his feet prepared to charge directly into the enemy to create confusin and discord, as well as a pathway for the others to continue through. A purring growl rumbled in his chest. it seemed an odd mixture of anger at the enemy and pleasure at the joy of honorable combat. Though he seemed in complete control of his blood lust, for the moment
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: : : : : : : : : : : : LTjg Tavmeer Timbre - Helmsman, Poet, Barbarian
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: : : : : : : : : : : Martal let out romulan curse as he jumped into action. The El Auriauns maybe good listeners but they were terrible tacticians. He slid up beside her growling angrily in her ear. "Are you insane?" he asked as he fired his phaser toward the Mechs
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: : : : : : : : : : The reaction was instant, not based on thought, just pure bloodlust, and instinct. At the sound of the growled words the furred left hand left the double handed grip on his tactical phaser, and blurred back towards the mouthy romulan in the classic back hand. Meant more as a shock than as a damaging effect, the hybrid of two warrior species also did not do all that much to temper his strength.
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: : : : : : : : : : "Insolence will not be tolerated, Ensign" The words were rumbling from deep in the beings chest and harmonized and synchronized with the growl that was threatening to turn into a full on roar at any moment. Once the Cyborgs had fallen he switched his aim to the mechs themselves. "Argue later", Tavmeer knew the full implications of his actions and willing to gladly suffer them later to survive today.
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: : : : : : : : : : Ltjg Timbre
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: : : : : : : The old human expression if looks could kill was very appropriate as Martal stared angrily back at Lt. Timbre. "yes SIR" he said making no attempt to hide his anger or discust. Who did this Verul think he was anyway? He turned his attention away from the Lt and back towards the mech.
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: : : : : : : Ensigh Martal
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: : : Zoi turned only breifly to see the exchange between Timbre and Martal. She had ignored the idiot but she did know that she was unlikely to request him in future away teams. He seemed to soil himself at the mere presence of opposition. She couldn't have that in her team.
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: : : : : : : : : The mechs to left and right staggered under the further fire, their thick armor took a bit to burn through but once they did they fell as easily as anything else. The Elder was soon to shout his rage =/\= So that is the way it will be then Captain? Foolish short shortsightedness! So be it! =/\= He said as the comm shut down,
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: : : : : : : : : Down the hall to their right away from where they had to go more sounds of running mechs and cyborgs were heard, the path mostly to where Ylana was some distance away was open beyond a few mechs as well
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: : : : : : : : : GM CockRoach
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: : : As soon as a Mech started to waver as it died or was too injured to continue, she positioned herself as a lever to make it fall into the middle of the corridor so that it would block the mechs and Cyborgs that were coming. The Lieutenant wasn't about to make it easy for the cyborgs and Mechs to follow them.
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: : : : : : "Let's move team!" he said with a bit of passion behind it. "Ylana isn't in good condition! We need to get to her asap!" He then pushed by to the end of the hall as he noted the mechs were severely damaged. He looked down the hall where Ylana was being held, but kept enough cover to not expose himself as he waited for his team to get to his position.
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: : : : : : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
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: : : : : *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
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: : : : : ~Ylana Eviros

*We'll have a weapon for you very soon. Once we get to you, love* While Michael did have his type II Phaser at hand, there was still his Type I in his boot that every bridge officer was entitled to carry.
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: : : : The path ahead as they barreled down it was fairly open in the direction that Ylana was shown being, a few side passages showed assembling mechs, and a few stray shots from a pulse turret or two on the ceiling in these side corridors were fired there ways when they passed by but none hit the team, nor were the wild fired shots from the few mechs.
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: : : : They were about 100 yards from Ylana at present who was shown just off down a left side hallway, several mechs and a cyborg controller were present near her, others were coming this way from where they had come from too.
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: : : : GM CockRoach
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: : : Taking her position beside the Captain once more she nodded and began to lead them on to Ylana's position. Her weapon was ready to fire. "Timbre, Stay with the Captain. Martal, guard our Rear and keep your wits about you." She gave him a hard look that brooked no refusal.
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: Martal nodded this was NOT the time to argue. He turned to Captain Halloway "What are your order sir?"

"You've got the rear, ensign. We don't want anyone to surprise us from behind." replied Michael.
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: : : As she started down the corridor, she shot toward the mechs, taking down any she could easily, or injuring them if she could. She knew Timbre would be following behind. His shots in conjunction with her own might fully injure some and keep the numbers of their foes down. When she reached the area where Ylana was supposed to be, she instantly shot for the cyborg controller to take it out.
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: : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : :
: : : OOC: Incorporating my post with Rob's and changing it to reference his post. :D
: :
: : Zoi was correct any oppurtunity to take a shot was taken, and as he crossed corridors, he would flick an activated motion sensitive concussion grenade down along the wall, to find the enemy later. Tavmeer might be honorable, and he would even play fair, but fair and war, rarely existed on the same levels.
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: : Tavemeer shifted his body physically imposing himself between the captain and the direction the return fire would come from. His shots followed closley on the heels of Zoi's The growl was growing in his deep chest his tail was lashing and his ears laid back. Lips curling in a snarl. His fingers curled around the hilt of his knife, as his other hand fired at the Cyborg. Ylanna might be injured they had to gaurntee these were stopped long enough to know. It was not truly a concious decision, more a reaction to someone's imprisonment, the captain knew the fully details of Tavmeer's hatred for imprisonment. The growl grew in pitch as the Catian/Zhin hybrid suddenly hurtled himself down the hall way that vicious looking dual edged slightly curved knife made of pure bone rising as he closed on the Cyborg. It appeared he intended to slam into it and stab it into submission to sever its ties to the mechs.
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: : "Get the woman was the only words he growled as he passed Zoi.
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: : LTjg Timbre

Michael watched the rage within the man reveal itself to the outside world. This helm of his certainly had a past and a lot to deal with. A part of him was glad that Timbre had this opportunity to let some of it out. Keeping something like that pent up inside never did very much good with many others. As they continued down the corridor, he focused his attention on finding Ylana and getting her to them safely.

-Captain Michael Halloway, CO

USS Dresden

Dresden Bridge Main sim on USS Dresden

tschroll — Fri, 17 May 2013 19:10:01 -0400

: Posted by Commander Jack Linwood (XO) in Dresden Bridge Main sim
: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) S'Voit (Chief Science Officer) in Dresden Bridge Main sim
: : : : : : : =^=I'd say it's worth a try.=^= Linwood said from the still open commline.
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: : : : : : : Commander Jack Linwood, XO
: : : : : :
: : : : : : Entity chimed in =/E\= A coordinated maneuver would be effective once or twice until enemy forces adapt to our positioning, it would however be taxing on ship systems. Probes would have little effect, as would false signatures =/E\= Entity said.
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: : : : : : GM CockRoach
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: : : : : =^=It's a good idea, to be sure=^= she said, addressing the Lieutenant, Entity, and the XO. =^=We might be better suited to using it for a micro-warp across the system to the gate, to get us out of dodge. Pick up the away team just after dropping back to impulse, jump through the gate and blow it.=^= she suggested as a modification of the tactic which might suit their needs better, giving them a chance to skitter out at the last moment.
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: : : : : "Soon as we're in range, let's see if a polaron beam affects their shields the way it does ours. If it does, it should shift the shield frequency to a modulation of 92 gigahertz," Gina said. "Have phasers and torps on standby, set to that frequency. If it works, we'lll punch right through the shields of the ship we target." She hoped one more ace up their sleeve would do them well. It was the same technology the Dominion used, and had been demonstrated by a lost Intrepid-class some years ago. It was also used by the Borg, even if it didn't change the shield harmonic, it made them more evident, easier to target, and see. Maybe giving them better shots for sub systems. It was worth a shot. Anything they could use as an edge would help them.
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: : : : : Lt Triss, Sec
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: : : : Ellie touched her comm badge =^=Bridge, what do you need from Engineering?=^= She asked trying to keep from becoming too anxious.
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: : : : E. Bartram (eng)
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: : : OOC: Please stand by on my reply I need to be careful I dont get to far ahead with the ship battle with the pace of the away team...
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: : : GM CockRoach
: :
: : =^=S'Voit here. We will not need as much power routed to the deflector dish for the next assault - I'd suggest you put it towards our phaser banks for those Polaron strikes,=^= he advised.
: :
: : S'Voit, CSO
:
: =^=Lieutenant S'Voit, are you suggesting we try a polaron beam to see if it has any effect on their shields?=^= Jack asked through he open commline.
:
: Commander Jack Linwood, XO

Ellie listened =^=How much power are you wanted diverted to the phaser banks?=^= She asked as she began doing some quick calculations of how the polaron bursts would affect the systems involved. Calculating the amount of cool down time between firings and how much power would have to be allocated to each phaser bank.

E. Bartram (eng)

USS Dresden

CNS Office on USS Dresden

tschroll — Fri, 17 May 2013 19:11:50 -0400

: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Brook Elayne Satordi (Counselor) in CNS Office
: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Brook Elayne Satordi (Counselor) in CNS Office
: : Brook was doing some family research and was digging through records on the computer and came across her great great grandmother who was apparently also in Star Fleet. This intrigued Brook and she began looking more into what her grandmother's role was in Star Fleet. She learned that she had been assigned to the Merrimack. She continued her research and found other interesting tidbits as she dug. It was going to be an ongoing project but she had found something that interested her and during the slow times, it was something that she could work on. It satisfied her need to learn about the past and how the people affected that past.
: :
: : CNS
:
: She turned from the family tree and back to the task at hand. They seemed to be in a holding pattern on the Elders. She was feeling out of her element, she couldn't figure out what had happened to Ylana.
:
: CNS

Brook felt the change in the motion and hum of the ship. Something was going on. She headed to the Bridge to find out what the plan was or if something had happened.

CNS

USS Dresden

Main Engineering-Memorial on USS Dresden

PaulBag101 — Fri, 17 May 2013 21:05:49 -0400

Paul sat back in the chair mulling over several PaDD's in front of him, all concerning the current state of the Memorial. He slumped back in his chair and sighed as he dropped the PaDD he was reading onto his desk.

~P.Bartram, CE~

OOC: All welcome but if asking anything relating to the Main Sim please provide me with some background info LOL Thanks
_Paul_

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

rarcher — Sun, 19 May 2013 10:55:03 -0400

[snip]

: : Martal nodded this was NOT the time to argue. He turned to Captain Halloway "What are your order sir?"
:
: "You've got the rear, ensign. We don't want anyone to surprise us from behind." replied Michael.
: :
: : : : As she started down the corridor, she shot toward the mechs, taking down any she could easily, or injuring them if she could. She knew Timbre would be following behind. His shots in conjunction with her own might fully injure some and keep the numbers of their foes down. When she reached the area where Ylana was supposed to be, she instantly shot for the cyborg controller to take it out.
: : : :
: : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : :
: : : Zoi was correct any oppurtunity to take a shot was taken, and as he crossed corridors, he would flick an activated motion sensitive concussion grenade down along the wall, to find the enemy later. Tavmeer might be honorable, and he would even play fair, but fair and war, rarely existed on the same levels.
: : :
: : : Tavemeer shifted his body physically imposing himself between the captain and the direction the return fire would come from. His shots followed closley on the heels of Zoi's The growl was growing in his deep chest his tail was lashing and his ears laid back. Lips curling in a snarl. His fingers curled around the hilt of his knife, as his other hand fired at the Cyborg. Ylanna might be injured they had to gaurntee these were stopped long enough to know. It was not truly a concious decision, more a reaction to someone's imprisonment, the captain knew the fully details of Tavmeer's hatred for imprisonment. The growl grew in pitch as the Catian/Zhin hybrid suddenly hurtled himself down the hall way that vicious looking dual edged slightly curved knife made of pure bone rising as he closed on the Cyborg. It appeared he intended to slam into it and stab it into submission to sever its ties to the mechs.
: : :
: : : "Get the woman was the only words he growled as he passed Zoi.
: : :
: : : LTjg Timbre
:
: Michael watched the rage within the man reveal itself to the outside world. This helm of his certainly had a past and a lot to deal with. A part of him was glad that Timbre had this opportunity to let some of it out. Keeping something like that pent up inside never did very much good with many others. As they continued down the corridor, he focused his attention on finding Ylana and getting her to them safely.
:
: -Captain Michael Halloway, CO

The group was now just down the hall from where Ylana's hidden life signs were in a left hand passage in a service hatch, four Elder mechs and a cyborg controller blocked their path, unseen by Ylana though but seen by the boarding team were also two ceiling mounted pivot turrets with twin plasma barrels sweeping for targets.

Behind them about 200 yards back the way they came on their tricorders were about 10 Elder mech and 4 Elder cyborg controllers, they were about 2 or so minutes away still out of sight but showing on their tricorders as well.

GM CockRoach

USS Dresden

Dresden/Memorial ship battle on USS Dresden

rarcher — Sun, 19 May 2013 11:01:02 -0400

: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Ellie Bartram (Engineer) in Dresden Bridge Main sim
: : Posted by Commander Jack Linwood (XO) in Dresden Bridge Main sim
: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) S'Voit (Chief Science Officer) in Dresden Bridge Main sim
: : : : : : : : =^=I'd say it's worth a try.=^= Linwood said from the still open commline.
: : : : : : : :
: : : : : : : : Commander Jack Linwood, XO
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : Entity chimed in =/E\= A coordinated maneuver would be effective once or twice until enemy forces adapt to our positioning, it would however be taxing on ship systems. Probes would have little effect, as would false signatures =/E\= Entity said.
: : : : : : :
: : : : : : : GM CockRoach
: : : : : :
: : : : : : =^=It's a good idea, to be sure=^= she said, addressing the Lieutenant, Entity, and the XO. =^=We might be better suited to using it for a micro-warp across the system to the gate, to get us out of dodge. Pick up the away team just after dropping back to impulse, jump through the gate and blow it.=^= she suggested as a modification of the tactic which might suit their needs better, giving them a chance to skitter out at the last moment.
: : : : : :
: : : : : : "Soon as we're in range, let's see if a polaron beam affects their shields the way it does ours. If it does, it should shift the shield frequency to a modulation of 92 gigahertz," Gina said. "Have phasers and torps on standby, set to that frequency. If it works, we'lll punch right through the shields of the ship we target." She hoped one more ace up their sleeve would do them well. It was the same technology the Dominion used, and had been demonstrated by a lost Intrepid-class some years ago. It was also used by the Borg, even if it didn't change the shield harmonic, it made them more evident, easier to target, and see. Maybe giving them better shots for sub systems. It was worth a shot. Anything they could use as an edge would help them.
: : : : : :
: : : : : : Lt Triss, Sec
: : : : :
: : : : : Ellie touched her comm badge =^=Bridge, what do you need from Engineering?=^= She asked trying to keep from becoming too anxious.
: : : : :
: : : : : E. Bartram (eng)
: : : :
: : : : OOC: Please stand by on my reply I need to be careful I dont get to far ahead with the ship battle with the pace of the away team...
: : : :
: : : : GM CockRoach
: : :
: : : =^=S'Voit here. We will not need as much power routed to the deflector dish for the next assault - I'd suggest you put it towards our phaser banks for those Polaron strikes,=^= he advised.
: : :
: : : S'Voit, CSO
: :
: : =^=Lieutenant S'Voit, are you suggesting we try a polaron beam to see if it has any effect on their shields?=^= Jack asked through he open commline.
: :
: : Commander Jack Linwood, XO
:
: Ellie listened =^=How much power are you wanted diverted to the phaser banks?=^= She asked as she began doing some quick calculations of how the polaron bursts would affect the systems involved. Calculating the amount of cool down time between firings and how much power would have to be allocated to each phaser bank.
:
: E. Bartram (eng)

OOC: Changing title to unite both of your two ship's replies into one thread....

As the crew's debated the Elder frigates had gotten a few more of the Ex-5 Drones destroyed, they now had 18 of them left, but the cost had meant that out of the 25 they had eliminated 8 more in return, a nearly even trade all things considered.

The Elder ships meanwhile still harassed by phaser strikes from both the Dresden and Memorial as they were talking about other ideas showed one of the 12 dreadnoughts with shields at 82%, the rest ranged from 85% or higher, the Memorial's shields were showing at 72% with minor hull damage, the Dresden was in similar shape after failing to avoid a concentrated barrage of Plasma and disruptor fire their shields were at 75% also showing some minor hull damage.

A comm wide broadcast came over both ships =/\= You have no hope of defeating my ship's Commander, and Lieutenant. You are far too out matched in every regard, you may take out one...or two of my dreadnoughts, and a few of my frigates but they can be replaced. Already our boarding team has been eliminated by my forces, you have and will fail, surrender now and power down... =/\= The mechanical like voice said.

Entity spoke over the united comm line =/E\= Lieutenant, Commander that was the Elder, given interference from the Gateway I am uncertain at our present distance if what he says is true or not, however if we move closer to the Gateway for a clear reading then we risk further incoming fire by the Gateway's personal defenses =/E\= Entity said.

GM CockRoach

USS Dresden

Dresden/Memorial ship battle on USS Dresden

ksawyer — Sun, 19 May 2013 16:20:48 -0400

: : : : : : Ellie touched her comm badge =^=Bridge, what do you need from Engineering?=^= She asked trying to keep from becoming too anxious.
: : : : : :
: : : : : : E. Bartram (eng)
: : : : :
: : : : : OOC: Please stand by on my reply I need to be careful I dont get to far ahead with the ship battle with the pace of the away team...
: : : : :
: : : : : GM CockRoach
: : : :
: : : : =^=S'Voit here. We will not need as much power routed to the deflector dish for the next assault - I'd suggest you put it towards our phaser banks for those Polaron strikes,=^= he advised.
: : : :
: : : : S'Voit, CSO
: : :
: : : =^=Lieutenant S'Voit, are you suggesting we try a polaron beam to see if it has any effect on their shields?=^= Jack asked through he open commline.
: : :
: : : Commander Jack Linwood, XO

=^=Affirmative,=^= S'Voit said. The possibility had been discussed earlier. =^=I have doubts our tachyon strategy will work a second time - they will have adapted, I'm sure. Polaron modulations should help us penetrate shields in an entirely different way,=^= the science officer said, bringing up the file to review the other officer's plan.
: :
: : Ellie listened =^=How much power are you wanted diverted to the phaser banks?=^= She asked as she began doing some quick calculations of how the polaron bursts would affect the systems involved. Calculating the amount of cool down time between firings and how much power would have to be allocated to each phaser bank.
: :
: : E. Bartram (eng)

=^=Another 142 megawatts per primed bank should do the trick,=^= S'Voit said, =^=Is there anyway you could spare us that?=^=

S'Voit, CSO
:
: OOC: Changing title to unite both of your two ship's replies into one thread....
:
: As the crew's debated the Elder frigates had gotten a few more of the Ex-5 Drones destroyed, they now had 18 of them left, but the cost had meant that out of the 25 they had eliminated 8 more in return, a nearly even trade all things considered.
:
: The Elder ships meanwhile still harassed by phaser strikes from both the Dresden and Memorial as they were talking about other ideas showed one of the 12 dreadnoughts with shields at 82%, the rest ranged from 85% or higher, the Memorial's shields were showing at 72% with minor hull damage, the Dresden was in similar shape after failing to avoid a concentrated barrage of Plasma and disruptor fire their shields were at 75% also showing some minor hull damage.
:
: A comm wide broadcast came over both ships =/\= You have no hope of defeating my ship's Commander, and Lieutenant. You are far too out matched in every regard, you may take out one...or two of my dreadnoughts, and a few of my frigates but they can be replaced. Already our boarding team has been eliminated by my forces, you have and will fail, surrender now and power down... =/\= The mechanical like voice said.
:
: Entity spoke over the united comm line =/E\= Lieutenant, Commander that was the Elder, given interference from the Gateway I am uncertain at our present distance if what he says is true or not, however if we move closer to the Gateway for a clear reading then we risk further incoming fire by the Gateway's personal defenses =/E\= Entity said.
:
: GM CockRoach

USS Dresden

Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens on USS Dresden

lindsayb — Mon, 20 May 2013 17:14:08 -0400

: Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
: : Posted by Civilian Ylana Eviros (Scientist) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
: : : Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Elsewhere - Elder Time Gateway - Ylana awakens
(snip)
: : : The energy wave hit the mechs and did more damage then was realized the short circuits of the mechs caused them to exploded, the cyborgs meanwhile that controlled them staggered back a half aimed plasma burst shot at her, winging her left shoulder which left it burning bad and scarred. Then its systems and body failed and it collapsed in a heap.
: : :
: : Ylana cried out in pain, but was amazed to find herself still standing. The pain was searing though, momentarily taking her breath away. But she forced it away and ran in the direction that she knew Michael was, holding her arm tightly against her chest to keep her shoulder immobile as much as possible.
: :
: : : Several winding halls away the sound of phaser fire and plasma bursts were heard, thrumming alarms also signaled that the Gateway security forces were going on hostile alert. Behind her Ylana would hear the movements of two more mechs and a cyborg controller coming her way at a run. She had three options, one was to hide in a side service hatch near her to the left, wait till they passed or attack the controller, two was to run ahead and hope she linked up with the away team to help, three was some sort of combination of those two plans, other ideas might come but they were for her to make.
: : :
: : : GM CockRoach
: :
: : Michael was so close! But she wouldn't last another attempt at using her abilities and it was more likely to kill her. She opted for the service hatch and crawled into the access way, closing the hatch behind her. She no longer had her fashioned weapons but ti was pointless at this pint anyway. *Michael! I'm free but injured. I'm in a service hatch not far from you. I can help you with your task, but I need a weapon.*
: :
: : ~Ylana Eviros
:
: The sound of bounding humaniod feet was growing closer, random bits of weapons fire from phasers and plasma rifles alike were heard to her right. It seems that her companions were coming her way, the feeling of Michael was about 100 yards away, all that stood between her and the team separating them was four mechs and a cyborg controller which had bypassed her not sensing her and taking up positions to ambush the team from cover.
:
: GM CockRoach

The pain in her left shoulder was agony and here while she waited, Ylana was all to aware of it. Endorphins had kicked in though and dulled it a little, the Gods be thanked. Her nail beds were somewhat clotted and despite the additional pain, she pressed them into her uniform trousers to help stop the bleeding. Her shoulder she couldn't do much about at the moment. But sensing the five obstacles between her and her shipmates (Michael!), she knew she couldn't just sit back, even though action would probably mean possibly going unconscious. Opening the hatch and readying her mind for one more attack, she came out of her hiding spot, tossing a wave of mental energy at the mechs...

OOC: All yours Rob. :P

~Ylana Eviros

USS Dresden

Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway on USS Dresden

Jtollya — Tue, 21 May 2013 22:21:05 -0400

: Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Away Team - Elder Boarding Gateway
: [snip]
:
: : : Martal nodded this was NOT the time to argue. He turned to Captain Halloway "What are your order sir?"
: :
: : "You've got the rear, ensign. We don't want anyone to surprise us from behind." replied Michael.
: : :
: : : : : As she started down the corridor, she shot toward the mechs, taking down any she could easily, or injuring them if she could. She knew Timbre would be following behind. His shots in conjunction with her own might fully injure some and keep the numbers of their foes down. When she reached the area where Ylana was supposed to be, she instantly shot for the cyborg controller to take it out.
: : : : :
: : : : : Lt. Haven, CoS
: : : : :
: : : : Zoi was correct any oppurtunity to take a shot was taken, and as he crossed corridors, he would flick an activated motion sensitive concussion grenade down along the wall, to find the enemy later. Tavmeer might be honorable, and he would even play fair, but fair and war, rarely existed on the same levels.
: : : :
: : : : Tavemeer shifted his body physically imposing himself between the captain and the direction the return fire would come from. His shots followed closley on the heels of Zoi's The growl was growing in his deep chest his tail was lashing and his ears laid back. Lips curling in a snarl. His fingers curled around the hilt of his knife, as his other hand fired at the Cyborg. Ylanna might be injured they had to gaurntee these were stopped long enough to know. It was not truly a concious decision, more a reaction to someone's imprisonment, the captain knew the fully details of Tavmeer's hatred for imprisonment. The growl grew in pitch as the Catian/Zhin hybrid suddenly hurtled himself down the hall way that vicious looking dual edged slightly curved knife made of pure bone rising as he closed on the Cyborg. It appeared he intended to slam into it and stab it into submission to sever its ties to the mechs.
: : : :
: : : : "Get the woman was the only words he growled as he passed Zoi.
: : : :
: : : : LTjg Timbre
: :
: : Michael watched the rage within the man reveal itself to the outside world. This helm of his certainly had a past and a lot to deal with. A part of him was glad that Timbre had this opportunity to let some of it out. Keeping something like that pent up inside never did very much good with many others. As they continued down the corridor, he focused his attention on finding Ylana and getting her to them safely.
: :
: : -Captain Michael Halloway, CO
:
: The group was now just down the hall from where Ylana's hidden life signs were in a left hand passage in a service hatch, four Elder mechs and a cyborg controller blocked their path, unseen by Ylana though but seen by the boarding team were also two ceiling mounted pivot turrets with twin plasma barrels sweeping for targets.
:
: Behind them about 200 yards back the way they came on their tricorders were about 10 Elder mech and 4 Elder cyborg controllers, they were about 2 or so minutes away still out of sight but showing on their tricorders as well.
:
: GM CockRoach

Martal rechecked his tricorder reading to make sure they were correct, he muttered another Romulan curse under his breath before taping his combadge /=\ "Lt Haven, Lt Tribre. I'm reading several Mechs and Cyborgs about 2 minutes out. I will try and hold them off you as long as possible but I would appreciate expedience." /=\

Martal Chief Tactial

USS Dresden