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 <title>Government Building - Governor&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Building - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Oh, I&amp;#039;m sure it does,&amp;quot; she said, while bringing two steaming cups from the replicator to the table and placing one in front of Jacob, while she took a seat in her chair with the other and gave him a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only a few floors down and all Government Officials, the judges and the Starfleet Department Heads have an office with a view in here. Only it&amp;#039;s a waste on the Starfleeters I think, because they rarely use it, being up above us in Orbit most of the time.&amp;quot; she gave a low chuckle. For a woman she had a deep voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Trying to resist the urge to laugh at the Governors joke about Starfleets Jacob took a sip of his tea and smiled in response. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;So Mr White. Let me ask you a question I&amp;#039;ve been wondering about ever since I&amp;#039;ve learned about the positions held by officials on Oed. What motivated you to become a DA on a place like Oed?&amp;quot; she asked. And then she shortly pressed her eyelids shut as if she had experienced a bout of pain. But it was gone in a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Noticing the pain experienced by the Governor, Jacob wondered whether he should ask if she was okay or whether he should postpone this meeting and ensure the hospital was informed, albeit discreetly, of the Governors’ pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Pushing the thought out of his mind temporarily Jacob said in a slightly proficient, professional and posh voice “Well Governor Zar…that is an interesting question….“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Pondering the question for a second, Jacob shifted in his seat and said “I would say generically the ability to prosecute the law in an unusual place; Whereby I have to interact with civilians and Star-Fleet personnel was the main attraction. However after spending most of my career at Star-Fleet HQ before retiring and coming here I would say travelling and living within the dome also held a slight attraction”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After a short spell of silence whereby Jacob pondered the Governors pain, he shifted slightly in his seat and said  “Governor…I hate to be presumptuous but are you sure you should be out of the hospital ?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 14:20:54 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>OED V Governor&#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&#039; Arrival on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Timeline: 1 day after Anu&amp;#039;s release from hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : As the ship landed, Sharzak, carrying his 200 lb luggage, carrying various things ranging from mathematical textbooks to various foldable furniture, Many underarm, began walking to the hotel room that the FMDC had assigned them while they readied his quarters. After arriving, he installed his belongings in the usual overly organized way one might mistake for that of a Vulcan, he put on his best suit, and began to head to the Governor&amp;#039;s office for a meeting on him setting up mining operations on the planetary surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Arriving at the lavishly decorated government headquarters in which she held office, he entered, climbed 10 stories (having a healthy fear of Romulan agents cutting the electricit), and arrived at her office. Before he chimed the bell on her door, he added some deodorant, fixed his suit, combed the light curly black hair some Remans have on their head. He then rang it, expecting to be let in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The door swished back and as he stepped in he almost stumbled over a cardboard box on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The office looked as if somebody had just moved in, but it was nevertheless breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The whole opposite wall was one giant window on the topmost floor of the Government tower, overlooking the colony in all its splendor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : In front of that larger-than-life window stood a very modern large desk in front of which more boxes were in different states of being upacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : A tall, lean woman in a civilian uniform just straightened up from bending over one of those boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Gracefully she turned to face him and her clear blue eyes met his. Combing back a stray strand of her chin-length thick red hair, she looked him up and down seriously, then she smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Hi there. You must be Sharzak of Remus. You look as strong as you should be. Can you be so kind as to carry that box at your feet over here please?&amp;quot; she asked him with a soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sharzak happily smiled to the woman, whom he assumed was human at first. He picked up the box, and brought it over towards her. He then put it on the large desk that dominated the relatively moderately sized office. He then, still standing upright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He then said: &amp;quot;Hello, Governor. I was asked by the corporation that employs me to come straight to you and explain to you my business plans for making this colony more economically viable&amp;quot;. The last few words were said on an accountant&amp;#039;s register of voice, almost as if he was an android . &amp;quot;But, I was coming to you to receive a briefing of the situation here and so I could begin my work&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sharzal, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Careful there my dear. You don&amp;#039;t get to say how big my office is. You can only make yours as big as you like ;-P Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu leaned back onto the edge of her desk and lightly ran her fingers along her chin in a thoughtful gesture. Now, up close, he saw her Trill spots running down the sides of her face and vanishing into her decolté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu still had to fight internally to remain herself. Outwardly she managed by now not to let her internal battle show, but it took a toll on her. She was constantly assiled by thoughts that didn&amp;#039;t seem to be her own. Now that she was looking at this Reamen, who apparently thought the wealth of OED rested soley on his shoulders and that the colony would go bankrupt without him, she found herself considering him with the experiences of the two hosts of Zar who had been counselors, used to figuring people out. For some weird reason she had thought that all Reamens were bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Were you indeed.&amp;quot; she said in her soft, deep voice, her blue eyes fixed on his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;And here I was you came because I requested you in order to find out if you are the right person for this very big job.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As Sharzak paused and looked onto the Governor, he could clearly begin to see she was Trill, and began to doubt the fact she was as simple-minded and emotional as most humans were. This was not going to be the same walk in the park that was his thesis hearing on Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;So, I came as you requested. As it is your first and foremost duty to judge whether I am fit for the post of Mining Director on this colony, I shall comply to that purpose of yours&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He then handed the apparently young Trill a large envelope with his credentials, a copy of his Mining Engineering Ph D thesis, various plans of economic nature and a commendation for his work by the Dean of the Faculty of Earth Sciences at MIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He began to doubt that his assertion was slightly bold, eg that it was his duty to make the colony as rich as possible and that was his sole responsability. This was partially true, as about three quarters of the colony&amp;#039;s revenue came from ore exports (the planet OED being one of the wealthiest in minerals in the galaxy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sharzak, after he passed his curriculum vitae smiled at the female Trill, awaiting her questions silently be surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Again, you&amp;#039;re assuming quite a bit. I&amp;#039;ll roll with most, but Anu for example is 38 years old. Not &amp;#039;young&amp;#039; as such... or did you want to pay her a compliment ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu took the envelope and put it on her table without looking at it, raising one eyebrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I see you have a thing for old style paper. Nice. I like antiques as well. But did you really think I would have requested you if I didn&amp;#039;t know all your extraordinary credentials?&amp;quot; she asked and smiled to herself, rounding her desk and finally sitting down in the large leather chair on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : To this, Sharzak responded: &amp;quot;Your excellency, it is a practice in Reman culture to give one&amp;#039;s credentials even when the interviewer knows them already. It is a sign of honesty and goodwill. As for the paper, typically, in my culture, when one takes the effort to use an... archaic form of communication, one is considered highly as to have put effort into his preparation. I&amp;#039;m not sure if this is tradition in the Federation, but I&amp;#039;ve just arrived about 2 years ago, and still have much to learn about your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : She motioned for him to be seated on one of the chairs in front of the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sharzak then calmly sat at the chair in front of her desk, not adding a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Please take a seat.&amp;quot; she said calmly with a slight smile on her face. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#039;s not toy around here Sharzak. I know a lot about you, also the stuff that isn&amp;#039;t in the official records. You are not the avarage mining boss, but then, OED isn&amp;#039;t the avarage mining place. For me, things don&amp;#039;t need to be as perfect and tidy as for Starfleet Officers. But I do want honesty in my Cabinet. And as the Chief of Mining Operations you will be part of my Cabinet. So, there can not be any secrets between us. Do I make myself clear?&amp;quot; she asked and the last sentence had a hint of steel in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;You most certainly do, your excellency.&amp;quot;, he said. He then added on a more solemn, somber and quite frankly sinister tone: &amp;quot;I presume you know about.... the incident on Remus, and how I am in a way wanted by the Romulan government. Though, I must say, they have more important things on their minds, and I probably won&amp;#039;t have a member of the Imperial Special Forces on my case for the next few years. And yes, you make yourself adamantly clear.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu knew this man&amp;#039;s history and she was no fool. Remans stuck together, their mutul plight was their mutual strength. In a position as powerful and influential as Chief of Mining Operations, Sharzak would have almost free reign. Through the ore processing part of the Orbital Station he would be able to bring in as many fellow Remans as he would like to and he could hide them on OED without a problem, even the illegal ones. The Industrial District was at the edge of the city and a small world in itself, a world, of which he and the Chief of Science and Terraforming (a postion that wasn&amp;#039;t currently staffed), would be kings. If she couldn&amp;#039;t trust him, he would not last long, no matter how good his credentials were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Yes I know about the incident as you call it. I&amp;#039;m well aware of Remus&amp;#039; history. The irony of it all is that Oed is the perfect place for you. We have our own little intelligence network, our own security and you will be close to untouchable in the Industrial District. I also realise that I&amp;#039;m giving you powerful means and possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: You will have mining staff on the Orbital Platform. As such you will be the only Civilian Chief next to me and the Lt. Gov. who has administrationall access codes to the Orbital Platform. You will be able to bring in and out anything or anybody you like.&amp;quot; she said raising one eyebrow and leaning back on her chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I will also be honest with you, I am a sympathizer Sharzak. And I&amp;#039;m not the only one. I will help you wherever I can. I can make things legal for you, all you have to do is ask me. I will trust you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Then she leaned forward and her blue eyes locked on his. &amp;quot;But you can never be caught doing something illegal under my nose, if that happens I can no longer protect you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: I&amp;#039;ve defined your role more thoroughly here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot; title=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot;&gt;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: I&amp;#039;ve also defined the others, if you read them too you can better play with them :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I fully understand my duties, your excellency&amp;quot;, Sharzak added. &amp;quot;Also, I have a request to make. In the Reman religion, which I consider mostly to be bogus, but many of my kin do not, the lord Arrsok formed an army based on people who followed him, and conquered all the heathen races. One of this commands (Sharzak rolled his eyes here) was that all Reman males MUST support their lords militarily by engaging in militias. Some of the refugees that will come here to work are very religious, sometimes bordering on fanaticism. I think they will ask to be able to serve the Federation in arms, and if the Romulans attack, you&amp;#039;ll have quite a bloodthirsty ally on your side&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;But that is not important for now&amp;quot;, he added. &amp;quot;As soon as you approve my position, I want to revamp the supply routes and contact potential customers. I then want a full report from the port lieutenant on customs and I potentially want to see if we can improve the taxation system. The FMDC is also responsible for foreign trade, and, according to the employment brochure, I play a part on that too.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 14:35:27 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Office of the - district attorney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Joseph went to the office of the DA, he knew the two of them would be working together a lot so he wanted to meet as soon as possible, he walked to his office and knocked on the door and waited for a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As Police Chief Joseph Karlson knocked the door, Jacob White turned his chair away from the glass wall that adored the far end of his office, and where he was just looking out upon Oed V and pondering to himself, and faced his office door before saying in his slightly posh accent “Enter !”. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the door opened and the Police Chief walked in, Jacob stood up and said while gesticulating with his hand toward one of the two leather seats that faced his desk “Please have a seat” before adding in an enquiry tone, due to his new status on Oed and not recognising the Chief of Police, “Can I help you with anything ?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 14:37:25 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Office of the - District Attorney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Office of the - district attorney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Joseph went to the office of the DA, he knew the two of them would be working together a lot so he wanted to meet as soon as possible, he walked to his office and knocked on the door and waited for a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As Police Chief Joseph Karlson knocked the door, Jacob White turned his chair away from the glass wall that adored the far end of his office, and where he was just looking out upon Oed V and pondering to himself, and faced his office door before saying in his slightly posh accent “Enter !”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the door opened and the Police Chief walked in, Jacob stood up and said while gesticulating with his hand toward one of the two leather seats that faced his desk “Please have a seat” before adding in an enquiry tone, due to his new status on Oed and not recognising the Chief of Police, “Can I help you with anything ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joseph chuckled as he entered the room &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m guessing you haven&amp;#039; been here that long&amp;quot; the old man said smiling as he walked to the desk, hand out &amp;quot;Joseph Karlson, Chief of Police&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Police Chief&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 15:46:04 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Office of the - District Attorney  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546585</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As Police Chief Joseph Karlson knocked the door, Jacob White turned his chair away from the glass wall that adored the far end of his office, and where he was just looking out upon Oed V and pondering to himself, and faced his office door before saying in his slightly posh accent “Enter !”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As the door opened and the Police Chief walked in, Jacob stood up and said while gesticulating with his hand toward one of the two leather seats that faced his desk “Please have a seat” before adding in an enquiry tone, due to his new status on Oed and not recognising the Chief of Police, “Can I help you with anything ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Joseph chuckled as he entered the room &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m guessing you haven&amp;#039; been here that long&amp;quot; the old man said smiling as he walked to the desk, hand out &amp;quot;Joseph Karlson, Chief of Police&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Smiling Jacob shook the old mans hand and said “I am Jacob White, the new District Attorney…sadly Mr. Karlson this is my first official day on the job so I do apologise for my ignorance” before taking a seat behind his desk and saying “Can I get you a drink Mr. Karlson ?”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 17:24:12 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Garrett  (Acquisitions Specialist &amp;amp;amp; Owner of &amp;amp;quot;Gomorrah House&amp;amp;quot;) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Garrett stood there looking out the glass wall of the Governor&amp;#039;s office.  He remembered when OED was a much smaller place, sort of like a small town where everyone knew, or knew of, each other.  Now it was a sprawling metropolis.  As it grew, it got more complicated but, in someways, easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : There had been no announcement of his arrival and no sound of doors opening or closing.  Garrett had entered the Governor&amp;#039;s office, as he always had, using the shadow paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu hadn&amp;#039;t as yet noticed his presence.  That wasn&amp;#039;t unusual.  Garrett had lost count of how many times he had stood at this &amp;#039;window&amp;#039;, just looking out, and left never making his presence known to the previous governors, or their visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : But this wasn&amp;#039;t a visit just to admire the view.  Introduction had to be made and stances determined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;This is one of the best views of OED one can find under the dome.  Don&amp;#039;t you agree?&amp;quot; Garrett asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu had been studying a Padd, sitting at her desk so that her back was towards the glass wall, but upon his words she darted out of the chair and stepped back, instinctively bringing a safe distance between him and herself. Her right hand went to her hip... and found nothing there. Whose instinct it was though was unclear, since Anu had never had any kind of Starfleet security training. But of course one of Zar&amp;#039;s previous hosts had and two of Zar&amp;#039;s hosts had been quite capable fighters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As Garrett knew, Anu was freshly joined and as she looked at her hip in confusion, which didn&amp;#039;t hold a phaser hoster, it was clear that she hadn&amp;#039;t yet come to terms with the six more lifetimes in her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: She looked completely different to Sham. Anu was tall and lean, she had thick, chin-length red hair and cool blue eyes. Where Sham had had raw sex-appeal, Anu had a kind of almost aristocratic beauty. If she had had pointed ears, everybody wouldn&amp;#039;t have doubted a second that she was Vulcan with her even, delicate features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her features reminded Garrett of Lillith, but without the sensuality of the green skinned First Woman of his crew.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: But as she looked at him again, he saw her expression morph as she, or rather Zar&amp;#039;s memories from Sham&amp;#039;s life, recognised him. And with it her face transformed and her lids went half-mast, and one corner of her lips went up in a cheeky smile. The exact same expression Sham used to pull off so well. On Anu, it looked weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Garrett. You sneaky little...  you shouldn&amp;#039;t startle me like that. I&amp;#039;m a Governor now you know!&amp;quot; she said and put her hands on her hips, sauntering over to him in the same hip-swinging gait that had looked dead-sexy on Sham, but looked out of place on Anu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: If he had needed another hint that this joining was far from complete, he had it right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett watched for a moment as she walked towards him.  Sham carried off the look and movements with a natural flow.  Anu&amp;#039;s body movements, in the unintentional shift, looked forced and unnatural.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Have a seat and sort your minds out before you continue.&amp;quot; Garrett said, &amp;quot;I know your shared memories give you advanced knowledge of me due to the joining, but you are not Sham and I&amp;#039;m here on business.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett produced a data crystal.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This is who you are.&amp;quot; Garrett said offering it to Anu.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The crystal, once in a reader, would show Anu her life from a records point of view.  Everything that was recorded from her complete medical record, education records, and service record to the smallest things such as her first childhood purchase of a treat or toy.  Even the joys and tragedies that affected her life were in the file, including the surgical record of her recent joining.  Even the little secrets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett waited to give her time to accept and review the data crystal if she desired.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This is a sample of the services I have offered to past Governors.  Would you be interested in retaining said services?  A modest periodic retainer would of course be required.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 17:40:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546633</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 20:29:10 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 20:34:37 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Sidney Parker</dc:creator>
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 <title>Office of the - District Attorney  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546639</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Office of the - District Attorney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As Police Chief Joseph Karlson knocked the door, Jacob White turned his chair away from the glass wall that adored the far end of his office, and where he was just looking out upon Oed V and pondering to himself, and faced his office door before saying in his slightly posh accent “Enter !”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As the door opened and the Police Chief walked in, Jacob stood up and said while gesticulating with his hand toward one of the two leather seats that faced his desk “Please have a seat” before adding in an enquiry tone, due to his new status on Oed and not recognising the Chief of Police, “Can I help you with anything ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Joseph chuckled as he entered the room &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m guessing you haven&amp;#039; been here that long&amp;quot; the old man said smiling as he walked to the desk, hand out &amp;quot;Joseph Karlson, Chief of Police&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Smiling Jacob shook the old mans hand and said “I am Jacob White, the new District Attorney…sadly Mr. Karlson this is my first official day on the job so I do apologise for my ignorance” before taking a seat behind his desk and saying “Can I get you a drink Mr. Karlson ?”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No appologies neccecary mr. White.&amp;quot; Joseph said as he sat down &amp;quot;some tea would be nice, anything you have&amp;quot; the older man said smiling &amp;quot;I wanted to meet you as soon as I could, seeing as we&amp;#039;ll be working together in the close future.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Police Chief.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 20:45:57 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital-Chief Of Medicine&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546654</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Dr Netta Brightman (Hospital Chief of Staff) in Sacred Heart Hospital-Chief Of Medicine&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Q&amp;amp;#039;ueeny (Alien) in Sacred Heart Hospital-Chief Of Medicine&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Dr Netta Brightman (Hospital Chief of Staff) in Sacred Heart Hospital-Chief Of Medicine&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Sacred Heart Hospital-Chief Of Medicine&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Sacred Heart Hospital-Chief Of Medicine&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Tyra sighed and decided that this needed to get over with.  She headed over to the hospital prior to her shift to meet with the CMO and fill them in on the situation and what had been done less than a week ago.  She was adjusting to the implant fine but she needed to make sure that the medical team was aware of the situation and the condition that she had.  It was not something that she wanted to wait until she was in a crisis again to have to bring people up to speed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;bump&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Is this intended for the Hospital Chief of Staff or Starfleet&amp;#039;s CMO? :)- Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Location decides. She chose to go to the Sacred Heart Hospital. That&amp;#039;s your turf Fran. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: Mwhahahaha! Thanks for clearing that up, Jules :) - Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC: Netta saw a Starfleet officer entering the hospital. Confused, she broke off the conversation she&amp;#039;d been having with a rather ditzy receptionist and headed over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Hello, can I help? I&amp;#039;m Dr. Brightman, the Hospital Chief of Staff.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Netta Brightman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tyra looked up &amp;quot;Well, it seems that we&amp;#039;ve had a change in staff and rather than having to have everyone catch up when there&amp;#039;s an emergency, I&amp;#039;d rather meet face to face with someone while I&amp;#039;m doing well, well realtively speaking.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Lt Tyra Schroll, Chief Engineer, I have a tumor on my optical nerve that was mostly removed but there is a chance that it will grow back, they gave me an implant and while I&amp;#039;m still getting used to it, it seems to be settling well.&amp;quot;  She said  going over the basics quickly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 21:30:09 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 21:33:13 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Job Descriptions, Lt. Gov on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546657</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;Well lets start at the start. The Lt. Gov of OED is the second in charge and when the Gov cannot fulfill her/his duties the Lt. Gov stands in. Im thinking the Lt.Gov is very much like most U.S. States Lt. Governors. They are elected, but in this case appointed, and fill in for the Governor when they are not there. However they are not completely under the control and direction of the Governor. They function as independent administrators in their own right. Why do I see the role like this? Well for two reasons. One is that it adds an element of friction from time to time to the political relationship of the two top spots. Just like in real life. Second because SFC still wants to maintain a strong presence and even control of OED. Its a strategic gem for them and many materials mined there have defense related uses. So they want to make sure the civilian types dont lose sight of the fact that security comes first. In order to do that they have had to cede the top spot to a civilian because that is what should have always happened but really never has. However they, having no plans to give it all up, have used the political power they wield to make sure that the Lt. Gov is a SFer. That way if push ever came to pull they would have strong leverage on OED. However the new Gov seems to have sensed that by guile or luck and has divided the duties and control of OED between civilian and SF. Making the Lt. Gov in charge of all things SF and her in charge of all things civilian. This dilutes to some degree his power to control large portions of the power structure of OED. However she, though not on paper, loses the power to control the military arm of her own colony. As I said this is my thinking as to add political drama into the two top spots relationship and even relationships below that level. Probably and issue that only comes up once in a while.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As for his other duties he has reserved the right to be the CO of the USS Centurion for himself. Beyond that each and every SF Department is directly or indirectly under his immediate command. I will be writing the other job descriptions as I go. Any ideas are welcome so pls email me those. thanks&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sidney&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 21:35:18 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546684</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Aedan Teller&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Office of the - District Attorney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Office of the - District Attorney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As Police Chief Joseph Karlson knocked the door, Jacob White turned his chair away from the glass wall that adored the far end of his office, and where he was just looking out upon Oed V and pondering to himself, and faced his office door before saying in his slightly posh accent “Enter !”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As the door opened and the Police Chief walked in, Jacob stood up and said while gesticulating with his hand toward one of the two leather seats that faced his desk “Please have a seat” before adding in an enquiry tone, due to his new status on Oed and not recognising the Chief of Police, “Can I help you with anything ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Joseph chuckled as he entered the room &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m guessing you haven&amp;#039; been here that long&amp;quot; the old man said smiling as he walked to the desk, hand out &amp;quot;Joseph Karlson, Chief of Police&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Smiling Jacob shook the old mans hand and said “I am Jacob White, the new District Attorney…sadly Mr. Karlson this is my first official day on the job so I do apologise for my ignorance” before taking a seat behind his desk and saying “Can I get you a drink Mr. Karlson ?”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;No appologies neccecary mr. White.&amp;quot; Joseph said as he sat down &amp;quot;some tea would be nice, anything you have&amp;quot; the older man said smiling &amp;quot;I wanted to meet you as soon as I could, seeing as we&amp;#039;ll be working together in the close future.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Police Chief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jacob took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the replicator whereby he got two cups of tea before returning to his desk and placing one in front of the Police Chief.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After taking a quick sip of his tea Jacob said in a matter of fact tone “While it is my intention to work extremely closely with you Chief and Mr. Longstreet of Starfleet and develop a good friendship,  I am sure due to the nature of our work at some point in the future we will disagree”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before proceeding Jacob looked at the Police Chief directly and said “So Chief…what’s’ the crime situation like here on Oed ?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 00:43:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Kazuma Nagashima (Sushi Chef) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The young blonde Ensign looked up from her desk, he sharp blue eyes flickering across Kazuma&amp;#039;s face as she listened to him speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Ahh, yes, you must be the new chef.&amp;quot; she said with a soft smile.  &amp;quot;Lieutenant Grey is expecting you, although I am not sure if he is in his office; he seems to be like a free spirit.  However, if you follow the hallway down to the end, there will be a sign for the Aide-de-Camp&amp;#039;s office.  If you find yourself in the Governor&amp;#039;s office, you will know that you have gone too far.&amp;quot; she said with another smile.  &amp;quot;If I see Lieutenant Grey, I will...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;No need, Ensign.&amp;quot; a voice said, as a turbolift door open.  Jamie stepped out and walked across to the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot; he said, extending his hand. &amp;quot;Jamie Grey.&amp;quot; he pronounced as a way of introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kazuma bowed his head to a respectful angle, and then, upon straightening up, he took the man&amp;#039;s hand and shook it firmly. He spoke calmly, hiding his nerves &amp;quot;Good Morning Lieutenant Grey, I am Kazuma Nagashima, I have an appointment with you the finalise the opening of my restaurant here in the city.&amp;quot; He moved to the folder of documents and offered them to Grey, holding them with both hands and bowing his head slightly &amp;quot;I believe you&amp;#039;ll find everything in order, but if there is anything missing, I will of course endeavour to replace it before the end of today&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Jamie took the folder with both hands, and did a slight nod of the head to Kazuma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;If you have some time now, we can go through it quickly in my office.&amp;quot; he said.  &amp;quot;It shouldn&amp;#039;t take too long.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kazuma bowed his head slightly &amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s not too much of an inconvenience&amp;quot; he said politely, genuinely reluctant to be a burden to someone who was clearly busy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 05:26:58 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said stepping through the doorway.&lt;br /&gt;
Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 13:18:37 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in Please welcome another new crewmember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Please welcome another new crewmember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : (and I want to add that I am not actively recruiting, I&amp;#039;ve just updated the MOTD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : A warm welcome to Raphael. He&amp;#039;s a relatively new member of STF whose first character is a Vulcan Ensign on the Saracen and he&amp;#039;ll be joining us as a Civilian Leader, the acting Chief of Mining Operations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Raphael, your character has an own office in the government tower in the Government District (like all Civilian Leaders and Starfleet DHs) and a house/villa/flat (whatever you like) in the Residential District.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Also, you would be in charge of large mining facilities at the edge of the city in the Industrial District. More on the mining history can be found in the brochure. You will work rather closely with the Starfleet Officers on the Orbital Platform, since this is where the ore is processed and shipped out / sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : YOur facilities in the Industrial District would be bordering of the edge of the Dome, since the digging spreads out beyond the dome underground. Next to your facilities would be the Science &amp;amp; Terraforming Facilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : You are in charge and responsible for ALL people employed as miners, on the colony as well as on the Orbital Platform. We&amp;#039;ll have to pin a number to that soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : How you shape your mining facilities on OED is up to you (how big your office is, what kind of facilities you have.... just note it all down and stay consistent).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : In the current timeline the Governor is still recovering in hospital from being freshly joined with a symbiont (she&amp;#039;s a Trill). And the Lt. Gov. is having a meeting with all Civilian Leaders and DHs about the assassination attempt on the last Governor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : It would be confusing for you to show up there, so let&amp;#039;s just jump one week into the future and you report to the Governor&amp;#039;s office requesting the position IC. She&amp;#039;ll be out of hospital by then :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Welcome to OED! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: Thanks Jules. For future reference to you all, please refer to me as Raf, as Raphael is my formal name, usually when Im at a hearing or being disciplined. I already started posting as Sharzak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: I look forward to roleplaying with you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Welcome Raf - Richard&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 13:23:07 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;After a long and egregious first day as District Attorney (DA) of Oed V Jacob White decided he better call upon the one person who he needed a decent working relationship with and someone whom so far he had managed to proceed throughout the day without talking too.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As such, upon finishing work for the day Jacob took the short walk from his office to the office of Preston Longstreet, Star-Fleets’ Chief of Security on the planet, located on the 3rd Floor from the top of the Government Tower, in the Sloane Square district of downtown Oed. Upon coming up to the office door Jacob took a deep breath and before knocked the door - while hoping that the COS was working late.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 15:13:50 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After a long and egregious first day as District Attorney (DA) of Oed V Jacob White decided he better call upon the one person who he needed a decent working relationship with and someone whom so far he had managed to proceed throughout the day without talking too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As such, upon finishing work for the day Jacob took the short walk from his office to the office of Preston Longstreet, Star-Fleets’ Chief of Security on the planet, located on the 3rd Floor from the top of the Government Tower, in the Sloane Square district of downtown Oed. Upon coming up to the office door Jacob took a deep breath and before knocked the door - while hoping that the COS was working late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Preston was working late again. He and the new Police Chief had been coordinating investigations on the assination case. They had a lot of evidence stored up from the explosion, video feeds, biological and witness statements. However none of it was leading to the real culprit yet. More importantly those who were behind it. Longstreet was not a big believer of the lone gunman theory. He heard the door knock and exhaled slowly. He new it was not one of his men, and he did not have nor want an assistant. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Come in.&amp;quot; He said. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the door opened he observed a man he had not met yet but already knew as the DA. He knew this because what kind of COS would be be if he didnt. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;DA White I beleive,&amp;quot; He said. He leaned over the desk and extended his hand for a shake. He just didnt feel like walking all the way around it when he would invariably just return to sit down again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longstreet&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 17:08:03 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Government Tower - SF COS Office on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : After a long and egregious first day as District Attorney (DA) of Oed V Jacob White decided he better call upon the one person who he needed a decent working relationship with and someone whom so far he had managed to proceed throughout the day without talking too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As such, upon finishing work for the day Jacob took the short walk from his office to the office of Preston Longstreet, Star-Fleets’ Chief of Security on the planet, located on the 3rd Floor from the top of the Government Tower, in the Sloane Square district of downtown Oed. Upon coming up to the office door Jacob took a deep breath and before knocked the door - while hoping that the COS was working late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Preston was working late again. He and the new Police Chief had been coordinating investigations on the assination case. They had a lot of evidence stored up from the explosion, video feeds, biological and witness statements. However none of it was leading to the real culprit yet. More importantly those who were behind it. Longstreet was not a big believer of the lone gunman theory. He heard the door knock and exhaled slowly. He new it was not one of his men, and he did not have nor want an assistant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Come in.&amp;quot; He said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the door opened he observed a man he had not met yet but already knew as the DA. He knew this because what kind of COS would be be if he didnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;DA White I beleive,&amp;quot; He said. He leaned over the desk and extended his hand for a shake. He just didnt feel like walking all the way around it when he would invariably just return to sit down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jacob shook the COS hand before saying, in a  complementary way, “Lt. Commander Longstreet…clearly your reputation for knowing information is better than I have been lead to believe…I am indeed the new District Attorney and may I say it’s a pleasure to finally meet you”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After a short spell of silence Jacob decided he would get to the point of his visit and said, while monitoring the COS for a reaction, “As you no doubt know Commander I am still new to Oed, as such, I thought I would stop by and introduce myself; While racking your brains over this nasty assassination-business that is currently plaguing our lives”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf6/oedv&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;Oed V&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 17:24:46 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tmorgan</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546949</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said stepping through the doorway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;br /&gt;
IC:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of committment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf6/oedv&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;Oed V&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 12:32:31 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>OED V Governor&#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&#039; Arrival on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546956</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Timeline: 1 day after Anu&amp;#039;s release from hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : As the ship landed, Sharzak, carrying his 200 lb luggage, carrying various things ranging from mathematical textbooks to various foldable furniture, Many underarm, began walking to the hotel room that the FMDC had assigned them while they readied his quarters. After arriving, he installed his belongings in the usual overly organized way one might mistake for that of a Vulcan, he put on his best suit, and began to head to the Governor&amp;#039;s office for a meeting on him setting up mining operations on the planetary surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Arriving at the lavishly decorated government headquarters in which she held office, he entered, climbed 10 stories (having a healthy fear of Romulan agents cutting the electricit), and arrived at her office. Before he chimed the bell on her door, he added some deodorant, fixed his suit, combed the light curly black hair some Remans have on their head. He then rang it, expecting to be let in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The door swished back and as he stepped in he almost stumbled over a cardboard box on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The office looked as if somebody had just moved in, but it was nevertheless breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The whole opposite wall was one giant window on the topmost floor of the Government tower, overlooking the colony in all its splendor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : In front of that larger-than-life window stood a very modern large desk in front of which more boxes were in different states of being upacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : A tall, lean woman in a civilian uniform just straightened up from bending over one of those boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Gracefully she turned to face him and her clear blue eyes met his. Combing back a stray strand of her chin-length thick red hair, she looked him up and down seriously, then she smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Hi there. You must be Sharzak of Remus. You look as strong as you should be. Can you be so kind as to carry that box at your feet over here please?&amp;quot; she asked him with a soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Sharzak happily smiled to the woman, whom he assumed was human at first. He picked up the box, and brought it over towards her. He then put it on the large desk that dominated the relatively moderately sized office. He then, still standing upright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He then said: &amp;quot;Hello, Governor. I was asked by the corporation that employs me to come straight to you and explain to you my business plans for making this colony more economically viable&amp;quot;. The last few words were said on an accountant&amp;#039;s register of voice, almost as if he was an android . &amp;quot;But, I was coming to you to receive a briefing of the situation here and so I could begin my work&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : -----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Sharzal, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Careful there my dear. You don&amp;#039;t get to say how big my office is. You can only make yours as big as you like ;-P Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu leaned back onto the edge of her desk and lightly ran her fingers along her chin in a thoughtful gesture. Now, up close, he saw her Trill spots running down the sides of her face and vanishing into her decolté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu still had to fight internally to remain herself. Outwardly she managed by now not to let her internal battle show, but it took a toll on her. She was constantly assiled by thoughts that didn&amp;#039;t seem to be her own. Now that she was looking at this Reamen, who apparently thought the wealth of OED rested soley on his shoulders and that the colony would go bankrupt without him, she found herself considering him with the experiences of the two hosts of Zar who had been counselors, used to figuring people out. For some weird reason she had thought that all Reamens were bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Were you indeed.&amp;quot; she said in her soft, deep voice, her blue eyes fixed on his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;And here I was you came because I requested you in order to find out if you are the right person for this very big job.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : As Sharzak paused and looked onto the Governor, he could clearly begin to see she was Trill, and began to doubt the fact she was as simple-minded and emotional as most humans were. This was not going to be the same walk in the park that was his thesis hearing on Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;So, I came as you requested. As it is your first and foremost duty to judge whether I am fit for the post of Mining Director on this colony, I shall comply to that purpose of yours&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He then handed the apparently young Trill a large envelope with his credentials, a copy of his Mining Engineering Ph D thesis, various plans of economic nature and a commendation for his work by the Dean of the Faculty of Earth Sciences at MIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He began to doubt that his assertion was slightly bold, eg that it was his duty to make the colony as rich as possible and that was his sole responsability. This was partially true, as about three quarters of the colony&amp;#039;s revenue came from ore exports (the planet OED being one of the wealthiest in minerals in the galaxy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sharzak, after he passed his curriculum vitae smiled at the female Trill, awaiting her questions silently be surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : -------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Again, you&amp;#039;re assuming quite a bit. I&amp;#039;ll roll with most, but Anu for example is 38 years old. Not &amp;#039;young&amp;#039; as such... or did you want to pay her a compliment ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu took the envelope and put it on her table without looking at it, raising one eyebrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I see you have a thing for old style paper. Nice. I like antiques as well. But did you really think I would have requested you if I didn&amp;#039;t know all your extraordinary credentials?&amp;quot; she asked and smiled to herself, rounding her desk and finally sitting down in the large leather chair on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : To this, Sharzak responded: &amp;quot;Your excellency, it is a practice in Reman culture to give one&amp;#039;s credentials even when the interviewer knows them already. It is a sign of honesty and goodwill. As for the paper, typically, in my culture, when one takes the effort to use an... archaic form of communication, one is considered highly as to have put effort into his preparation. I&amp;#039;m not sure if this is tradition in the Federation, but I&amp;#039;ve just arrived about 2 years ago, and still have much to learn about your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : She motioned for him to be seated on one of the chairs in front of the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sharzak then calmly sat at the chair in front of her desk, not adding a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Please take a seat.&amp;quot; she said calmly with a slight smile on her face. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#039;s not toy around here Sharzak. I know a lot about you, also the stuff that isn&amp;#039;t in the official records. You are not the avarage mining boss, but then, OED isn&amp;#039;t the avarage mining place. For me, things don&amp;#039;t need to be as perfect and tidy as for Starfleet Officers. But I do want honesty in my Cabinet. And as the Chief of Mining Operations you will be part of my Cabinet. So, there can not be any secrets between us. Do I make myself clear?&amp;quot; she asked and the last sentence had a hint of steel in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;You most certainly do, your excellency.&amp;quot;, he said. He then added on a more solemn, somber and quite frankly sinister tone: &amp;quot;I presume you know about.... the incident on Remus, and how I am in a way wanted by the Romulan government. Though, I must say, they have more important things on their minds, and I probably won&amp;#039;t have a member of the Imperial Special Forces on my case for the next few years. And yes, you make yourself adamantly clear.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu knew this man&amp;#039;s history and she was no fool. Remans stuck together, their mutul plight was their mutual strength. In a position as powerful and influential as Chief of Mining Operations, Sharzak would have almost free reign. Through the ore processing part of the Orbital Station he would be able to bring in as many fellow Remans as he would like to and he could hide them on OED without a problem, even the illegal ones. The Industrial District was at the edge of the city and a small world in itself, a world, of which he and the Chief of Science and Terraforming (a postion that wasn&amp;#039;t currently staffed), would be kings. If she couldn&amp;#039;t trust him, he would not last long, no matter how good his credentials were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Yes I know about the incident as you call it. I&amp;#039;m well aware of Remus&amp;#039; history. The irony of it all is that Oed is the perfect place for you. We have our own little intelligence network, our own security and you will be close to untouchable in the Industrial District. I also realise that I&amp;#039;m giving you powerful means and possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : You will have mining staff on the Orbital Platform. As such you will be the only Civilian Chief next to me and the Lt. Gov. who has administrationall access codes to the Orbital Platform. You will be able to bring in and out anything or anybody you like.&amp;quot; she said raising one eyebrow and leaning back on her chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I will also be honest with you, I am a sympathizer Sharzak. And I&amp;#039;m not the only one. I will help you wherever I can. I can make things legal for you, all you have to do is ask me. I will trust you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Then she leaned forward and her blue eyes locked on his. &amp;quot;But you can never be caught doing something illegal under my nose, if that happens I can no longer protect you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: I&amp;#039;ve defined your role more thoroughly here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot; title=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot;&gt;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : I&amp;#039;ve also defined the others, if you read them too you can better play with them :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I fully understand my duties, your excellency&amp;quot;, Sharzak added. &amp;quot;Also, I have a request to make. In the Reman religion, which I consider mostly to be bogus, but many of my kin do not, the lord Arrsok formed an army based on people who followed him, and conquered all the heathen races. One of this commands (Sharzak rolled his eyes here) was that all Reman males MUST support their lords militarily by engaging in militias. Some of the refugees that will come here to work are very religious, sometimes bordering on fanaticism. I think they will ask to be able to serve the Federation in arms, and if the Romulans attack, you&amp;#039;ll have quite a bloodthirsty ally on your side&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu raised one eyebrow. So he was bringing in fellow Remans. Well, she was hardly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Serve the Federation or the Governor of Oed, Sharzak?&amp;quot; she asked. A part of her didn&amp;#039;t like to have to ask the question, but part of her job was to maintain a balance between the Civilian Government and Starfleet&amp;#039;s influence.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;But that is not important for now&amp;quot;, he added. &amp;quot;As soon as you approve my position, I want to revamp the supply routes and contact potential customers. I then want a full report from the port lieutenant on customs and I potentially want to see if we can improve the taxation system. The FMDC is also responsible for foreign trade, and, according to the employment brochure, I play a part on that too.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu nodded. &amp;quot;That is all fine with me. In your position you will deal a lot with Starfleet and it is best you get acquainted with the Lt. Governor, who is the commanding officer of the Orbital Platform, as well as the COS, who is in charge of security and customs on the Orbital Platform.&lt;br /&gt;
We do want to work together well with Starfleet.&amp;quot; she added, just to point out that this was a cooperation and not a rivalry.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 12:55:40 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Governors Office on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Garrett  (Acquisitions Specialist &amp;amp;amp; Owner of &amp;amp;quot;Gomorrah House&amp;amp;quot;) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Garrett  (Acquisitions Specialist &amp;amp;amp; Owner of &amp;amp;quot;Gomorrah House&amp;amp;quot;) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Garrett stood there looking out the glass wall of the Governor&amp;#039;s office.  He remembered when OED was a much smaller place, sort of like a small town where everyone knew, or knew of, each other.  Now it was a sprawling metropolis.  As it grew, it got more complicated but, in someways, easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : There had been no announcement of his arrival and no sound of doors opening or closing.  Garrett had entered the Governor&amp;#039;s office, as he always had, using the shadow paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu hadn&amp;#039;t as yet noticed his presence.  That wasn&amp;#039;t unusual.  Garrett had lost count of how many times he had stood at this &amp;#039;window&amp;#039;, just looking out, and left never making his presence known to the previous governors, or their visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : But this wasn&amp;#039;t a visit just to admire the view.  Introduction had to be made and stances determined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;This is one of the best views of OED one can find under the dome.  Don&amp;#039;t you agree?&amp;quot; Garrett asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu had been studying a Padd, sitting at her desk so that her back was towards the glass wall, but upon his words she darted out of the chair and stepped back, instinctively bringing a safe distance between him and herself. Her right hand went to her hip... and found nothing there. Whose instinct it was though was unclear, since Anu had never had any kind of Starfleet security training. But of course one of Zar&amp;#039;s previous hosts had and two of Zar&amp;#039;s hosts had been quite capable fighters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As Garrett knew, Anu was freshly joined and as she looked at her hip in confusion, which didn&amp;#039;t hold a phaser hoster, it was clear that she hadn&amp;#039;t yet come to terms with the six more lifetimes in her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : She looked completely different to Sham. Anu was tall and lean, she had thick, chin-length red hair and cool blue eyes. Where Sham had had raw sex-appeal, Anu had a kind of almost aristocratic beauty. If she had had pointed ears, everybody wouldn&amp;#039;t have doubted a second that she was Vulcan with her even, delicate features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Her features reminded Garrett of Lillith, but without the sensuality of the green skinned First Woman of his crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : But as she looked at him again, he saw her expression morph as she, or rather Zar&amp;#039;s memories from Sham&amp;#039;s life, recognised him. And with it her face transformed and her lids went half-mast, and one corner of her lips went up in a cheeky smile. The exact same expression Sham used to pull off so well. On Anu, it looked weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Garrett. You sneaky little...  you shouldn&amp;#039;t startle me like that. I&amp;#039;m a Governor now you know!&amp;quot; she said and put her hands on her hips, sauntering over to him in the same hip-swinging gait that had looked dead-sexy on Sham, but looked out of place on Anu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : If he had needed another hint that this joining was far from complete, he had it right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Garrett watched for a moment as she walked towards him.  Sham carried off the look and movements with a natural flow.  Anu&amp;#039;s body movements, in the unintentional shift, looked forced and unnatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Have a seat and sort your minds out before you continue.&amp;quot; Garrett said, &amp;quot;I know your shared memories give you advanced knowledge of me due to the joining, but you are not Sham and I&amp;#039;m here on business.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu looked at him for a few seconds longer and then her whole posture and mannerism changed. Sham vanished and Anu appeared. And she looked sad. She rubbed her forehead as if she had a headache. &amp;quot;You are right. It&amp;#039;s...hard. I remember you, but it is Sham&amp;#039;s memory, not mine.&amp;quot; she said and took a seat, massaging her neck. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Garrett produced a data crystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;This is who you are.&amp;quot; Garrett said offering it to Anu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu took the crystal and put it in a reader, looking at the screen with one eye and with the other at him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The crystal, once in a reader, would show Anu her life from a records point of view.  Everything that was recorded from her complete medical record, education records, and service record to the smallest things such as her first childhood purchase of a treat or toy.  Even the joys and tragedies that affected her life were in the file, including the surgical record of her recent joining.  Even the little secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Garrett waited to give her time to accept and review the data crystal if she desired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As she saw the images flying by, silent tears started running down her cheeks. Yet she didn&amp;#039;t look weak. If anything they made the woman that was the new Governor of Oed appear even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;
It was unfathomable what went on inside of her, but it had a deep impact and a smile spread slowly across her red, slim lips.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;This is a sample of the services I have offered to past Governors.  Would you be interested in retaining said services?  A modest periodic retainer would of course be required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She stopped the viewing and looked at him with a serious expression, her blue eyes locking on to his.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Would it. I won&amp;#039;t deny that this crystal means a lot to me and I thank you. I wonder though at which cost it really comes. And of course I wonder how you managed to pull all this off. You see, Sham didn&amp;#039;t need to be concerned about the underlying reasons, but I have to be.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 13:14:18 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546971</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of committment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 13:16:09 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Governors Office  - After EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Joseph went up to the governors office, he had finally caught wind of his new bossbeing in office and he decided that it was time to meet her, he went past all the sectretary stuff and went straight to her door, knocking on the door the large police chief waited for permission to enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Police Chief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A staff member walked by and looked at him knocking at the door. She gave him a funny look.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Erm.. I think you need to ring the chime really. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As soon as the doors opened for him, he saw the biggest office he had yet seen in the Government tower and the whole opposite wall was made of glass, offering a phenomenal view over the city.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In front of that larger-than-life window stood a very modern large desk in front of which more boxes were in different states of being upacked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A tall, lean woman in a civilian uniform just straightened up from bending over one of those boxes.&lt;br /&gt;
Gracefully she turned to face him and her clear blue eyes met his. Combing back a stray strand of her chin-length thick red hair, she looked him up and down seriously, then she smiled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello? Please come in.&amp;quot; she said in a deep soft voice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 13:22:50 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>OED V Governor&#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&#039; Arrival on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Timeline: 1 day after Anu&amp;#039;s release from hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : As the ship landed, Sharzak, carrying his 200 lb luggage, carrying various things ranging from mathematical textbooks to various foldable furniture, Many underarm, began walking to the hotel room that the FMDC had assigned them while they readied his quarters. After arriving, he installed his belongings in the usual overly organized way one might mistake for that of a Vulcan, he put on his best suit, and began to head to the Governor&amp;#039;s office for a meeting on him setting up mining operations on the planetary surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Arriving at the lavishly decorated government headquarters in which she held office, he entered, climbed 10 stories (having a healthy fear of Romulan agents cutting the electricit), and arrived at her office. Before he chimed the bell on her door, he added some deodorant, fixed his suit, combed the light curly black hair some Remans have on their head. He then rang it, expecting to be let in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The door swished back and as he stepped in he almost stumbled over a cardboard box on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The office looked as if somebody had just moved in, but it was nevertheless breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The whole opposite wall was one giant window on the topmost floor of the Government tower, overlooking the colony in all its splendor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : In front of that larger-than-life window stood a very modern large desk in front of which more boxes were in different states of being upacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : A tall, lean woman in a civilian uniform just straightened up from bending over one of those boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Gracefully she turned to face him and her clear blue eyes met his. Combing back a stray strand of her chin-length thick red hair, she looked him up and down seriously, then she smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Hi there. You must be Sharzak of Remus. You look as strong as you should be. Can you be so kind as to carry that box at your feet over here please?&amp;quot; she asked him with a soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Sharzak happily smiled to the woman, whom he assumed was human at first. He picked up the box, and brought it over towards her. He then put it on the large desk that dominated the relatively moderately sized office. He then, still standing upright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He then said: &amp;quot;Hello, Governor. I was asked by the corporation that employs me to come straight to you and explain to you my business plans for making this colony more economically viable&amp;quot;. The last few words were said on an accountant&amp;#039;s register of voice, almost as if he was an android . &amp;quot;But, I was coming to you to receive a briefing of the situation here and so I could begin my work&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : -----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Sharzal, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Careful there my dear. You don&amp;#039;t get to say how big my office is. You can only make yours as big as you like ;-P Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Anu leaned back onto the edge of her desk and lightly ran her fingers along her chin in a thoughtful gesture. Now, up close, he saw her Trill spots running down the sides of her face and vanishing into her decolté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Anu still had to fight internally to remain herself. Outwardly she managed by now not to let her internal battle show, but it took a toll on her. She was constantly assiled by thoughts that didn&amp;#039;t seem to be her own. Now that she was looking at this Reamen, who apparently thought the wealth of OED rested soley on his shoulders and that the colony would go bankrupt without him, she found herself considering him with the experiences of the two hosts of Zar who had been counselors, used to figuring people out. For some weird reason she had thought that all Reamens were bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Were you indeed.&amp;quot; she said in her soft, deep voice, her blue eyes fixed on his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;And here I was you came because I requested you in order to find out if you are the right person for this very big job.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : As Sharzak paused and looked onto the Governor, he could clearly begin to see she was Trill, and began to doubt the fact she was as simple-minded and emotional as most humans were. This was not going to be the same walk in the park that was his thesis hearing on Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;So, I came as you requested. As it is your first and foremost duty to judge whether I am fit for the post of Mining Director on this colony, I shall comply to that purpose of yours&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He then handed the apparently young Trill a large envelope with his credentials, a copy of his Mining Engineering Ph D thesis, various plans of economic nature and a commendation for his work by the Dean of the Faculty of Earth Sciences at MIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He began to doubt that his assertion was slightly bold, eg that it was his duty to make the colony as rich as possible and that was his sole responsability. This was partially true, as about three quarters of the colony&amp;#039;s revenue came from ore exports (the planet OED being one of the wealthiest in minerals in the galaxy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sharzak, after he passed his curriculum vitae smiled at the female Trill, awaiting her questions silently be surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Again, you&amp;#039;re assuming quite a bit. I&amp;#039;ll roll with most, but Anu for example is 38 years old. Not &amp;#039;young&amp;#039; as such... or did you want to pay her a compliment ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu took the envelope and put it on her table without looking at it, raising one eyebrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I see you have a thing for old style paper. Nice. I like antiques as well. But did you really think I would have requested you if I didn&amp;#039;t know all your extraordinary credentials?&amp;quot; she asked and smiled to herself, rounding her desk and finally sitting down in the large leather chair on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : To this, Sharzak responded: &amp;quot;Your excellency, it is a practice in Reman culture to give one&amp;#039;s credentials even when the interviewer knows them already. It is a sign of honesty and goodwill. As for the paper, typically, in my culture, when one takes the effort to use an... archaic form of communication, one is considered highly as to have put effort into his preparation. I&amp;#039;m not sure if this is tradition in the Federation, but I&amp;#039;ve just arrived about 2 years ago, and still have much to learn about your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : She motioned for him to be seated on one of the chairs in front of the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sharzak then calmly sat at the chair in front of her desk, not adding a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Please take a seat.&amp;quot; she said calmly with a slight smile on her face. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#039;s not toy around here Sharzak. I know a lot about you, also the stuff that isn&amp;#039;t in the official records. You are not the avarage mining boss, but then, OED isn&amp;#039;t the avarage mining place. For me, things don&amp;#039;t need to be as perfect and tidy as for Starfleet Officers. But I do want honesty in my Cabinet. And as the Chief of Mining Operations you will be part of my Cabinet. So, there can not be any secrets between us. Do I make myself clear?&amp;quot; she asked and the last sentence had a hint of steel in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;You most certainly do, your excellency.&amp;quot;, he said. He then added on a more solemn, somber and quite frankly sinister tone: &amp;quot;I presume you know about.... the incident on Remus, and how I am in a way wanted by the Romulan government. Though, I must say, they have more important things on their minds, and I probably won&amp;#039;t have a member of the Imperial Special Forces on my case for the next few years. And yes, you make yourself adamantly clear.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu knew this man&amp;#039;s history and she was no fool. Remans stuck together, their mutul plight was their mutual strength. In a position as powerful and influential as Chief of Mining Operations, Sharzak would have almost free reign. Through the ore processing part of the Orbital Station he would be able to bring in as many fellow Remans as he would like to and he could hide them on OED without a problem, even the illegal ones. The Industrial District was at the edge of the city and a small world in itself, a world, of which he and the Chief of Science and Terraforming (a postion that wasn&amp;#039;t currently staffed), would be kings. If she couldn&amp;#039;t trust him, he would not last long, no matter how good his credentials were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Yes I know about the incident as you call it. I&amp;#039;m well aware of Remus&amp;#039; history. The irony of it all is that Oed is the perfect place for you. We have our own little intelligence network, our own security and you will be close to untouchable in the Industrial District. I also realise that I&amp;#039;m giving you powerful means and possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : You will have mining staff on the Orbital Platform. As such you will be the only Civilian Chief next to me and the Lt. Gov. who has administrationall access codes to the Orbital Platform. You will be able to bring in and out anything or anybody you like.&amp;quot; she said raising one eyebrow and leaning back on her chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I will also be honest with you, I am a sympathizer Sharzak. And I&amp;#039;m not the only one. I will help you wherever I can. I can make things legal for you, all you have to do is ask me. I will trust you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Then she leaned forward and her blue eyes locked on his. &amp;quot;But you can never be caught doing something illegal under my nose, if that happens I can no longer protect you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: I&amp;#039;ve defined your role more thoroughly here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot; title=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot;&gt;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : I&amp;#039;ve also defined the others, if you read them too you can better play with them :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I fully understand my duties, your excellency&amp;quot;, Sharzak added. &amp;quot;Also, I have a request to make. In the Reman religion, which I consider mostly to be bogus, but many of my kin do not, the lord Arrsok formed an army based on people who followed him, and conquered all the heathen races. One of this commands (Sharzak rolled his eyes here) was that all Reman males MUST support their lords militarily by engaging in militias. Some of the refugees that will come here to work are very religious, sometimes bordering on fanaticism. I think they will ask to be able to serve the Federation in arms, and if the Romulans attack, you&amp;#039;ll have quite a bloodthirsty ally on your side&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu raised one eyebrow. So he was bringing in fellow Remans. Well, she was hardly surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Serve the Federation or the Governor of Oed, Sharzak?&amp;quot; she asked. A part of her didn&amp;#039;t like to have to ask the question, but part of her job was to maintain a balance between the Civilian Government and Starfleet&amp;#039;s influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the case I&amp;#039;m trying to explain, their lord is me, as I am a high-ranking member of the Reman nobility that is almost extinguished by those Romulan shitbags, but the fact I serve Starfleet creates a sort of feudal effect in which I command them, but serve the Federation. The reason I said Starfleet was due to its defensive duties. We are firstly and foremostly a militia, but I willl let you deal with the formalities.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;But that is not important for now&amp;quot;, he added. &amp;quot;As soon as you approve my position, I want to revamp the supply routes and contact potential customers. I then want a full report from the port lieutenant on customs and I potentially want to see if we can improve the taxation system. The FMDC is also responsible for foreign trade, and, according to the employment brochure, I play a part on that too.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu nodded. &amp;quot;That is all fine with me. In your position you will deal a lot with Starfleet and it is best you get acquainted with the Lt. Governor, who is the commanding officer of the Orbital Platform, as well as the COS, who is in charge of security and customs on the Orbital Platform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: We do want to work together well with Starfleet.&amp;quot; she added, just to point out that this was a cooperation and not a rivalry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As long as they don&amp;#039;t flaunt their ranks around and interfere with my economic models, which, last time I checked on the personnel and governmental roster, I&amp;#039;m the only person qualified to do. However, they probably have more authority then me over what comes in and out of this rock, so, I might as well begin getting friendly with the officers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Governors Office  - After EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Joseph went up to the governors office, he had finally caught wind of his new bossbeing in office and he decided that it was time to meet her, he went past all the sectretary stuff and went straight to her door, knocking on the door the large police chief waited for permission to enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Police Chief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A staff member walked by and looked at him knocking at the door. She gave him a funny look.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Erm.. I think you need to ring the chime really. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As soon as the doors opened for him, he saw the biggest office he had yet seen in the Government tower and the whole opposite wall was made of glass, offering a phenomenal view over the city.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In front of that larger-than-life window stood a very modern large desk in front of which more boxes were in different states of being upacked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A tall, lean woman in a civilian uniform just straightened up from bending over one of those boxes.&lt;br /&gt;
Gracefully she turned to face him and her clear blue eyes met his. Combing back a stray strand of her chin-length thick red hair, she looked him up and down seriously, then she smiled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello? Please come in.&amp;quot; she said in a deep soft voice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 14:07:35 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Building - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Building - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Oh, I&amp;#039;m sure it does,&amp;quot; she said, while bringing two steaming cups from the replicator to the table and placing one in front of Jacob, while she took a seat in her chair with the other and gave him a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only a few floors down and all Government Officials, the judges and the Starfleet Department Heads have an office with a view in here. Only it&amp;#039;s a waste on the Starfleeters I think, because they rarely use it, being up above us in Orbit most of the time.&amp;quot; she gave a low chuckle. For a woman she had a deep voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Trying to resist the urge to laugh at the Governors joke about Starfleets Jacob took a sip of his tea and smiled in response. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;So Mr White. Let me ask you a question I&amp;#039;ve been wondering about ever since I&amp;#039;ve learned about the positions held by officials on Oed. What motivated you to become a DA on a place like Oed?&amp;quot; she asked. And then she shortly pressed her eyelids shut as if she had experienced a bout of pain. But it was gone in a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Noticing the pain experienced by the Governor, Jacob wondered whether he should ask if she was okay or whether he should postpone this meeting and ensure the hospital was informed, albeit discreetly, of the Governors’ pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Pushing the thought out of his mind temporarily Jacob said in a slightly proficient, professional and posh voice “Well Governor Zar…that is an interesting question….“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Pondering the question for a second, Jacob shifted in his seat and said “I would say generically the ability to prosecute the law in an unusual place; Whereby I have to interact with civilians and Star-Fleet personnel was the main attraction. However after spending most of my career at Star-Fleet HQ before retiring and coming here I would say travelling and living within the dome also held a slight attraction”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu nodded and smiled. &amp;quot;I see. I too was working close to Starfleet HQ before as Chief Administrator of Terran colonies. I wonder why we haven&amp;#039;t met before.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After a short spell of silence whereby Jacob pondered the Governors pain, he shifted slightly in his seat and said  “Governor…I hate to be presumptuous but are you sure you should be out of the hospital ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her smile softened and she looked at him a bit ruefully. &amp;quot;Unfortunately I&amp;#039;m not suffering of any ailment. I have recently been joined without receiving any training and it&amp;#039;s difficult to sort out which memories are my own and which ones belong to one of the other six hosts that Zar has had before me.&amp;quot; she answered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 14:11:55 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier appreciated the honesty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well Governor I have a bad habit of not realizing the personal side of things. Im sorry as I know, from the little I do know, that you have had a rough few days. Im happy I have been able to help out in that time with running the EOC and stabilizing the situation somewhat. As for honesty I agree. Im used to a Captain and First Officer relationship. Its close and if one works with a CO long enough they can read each others intentions. However there is always the subordinate to superior ranking officer relationship first. Im not sure if I can really get too far away from that right now even though I imagine our relationship is not, or maybe should not, be exactly that way. As you can see I am not altogether comfortable calling you by your first name yet.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I agree we need to be straight forward with each other. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. However with that said I feel I must tell you something. SF sent me here with clear intentions. I suppose they would want me to not say this but I will anyway. They feel a SF presence, at the highest level of OED, must be maintained. It was my general impression they did not like, even though they except, that the new Governor of Oed was to be a civilian. I personally agree with the choice. Oed needs civilian governorship just like any democratic city does. Military governorship of a civilian populace in a time of peace is not a Federation policy nor should be.&amp;quot; He added. &amp;quot; However I do believe that Oed needs a strong SF presence and as such the Lt. Gov position makes sense. Personally Im still wondering why I was asked. Im a Starship Captain. Not a politician. I see things from the business end of getting things done professionally and by the rules if at all possible. I suppose that SFC likes that and figured they didnt want a politician type who may look out for themselves first. One thing I do want you to know though. I am a SF man and if SFC gives me orders I will follow all lawful orders as long as they dont needlessly endanger civilian lives.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier knew this is where the issue would be so why not get it out. If SFC called and told him that a threat was inbound and he was to seal the colony off he would do it first and then tell the Governor. If the Governor had other wishes then she could exercise her lawful powers after the fact and he would obey them. However he would not disobey a lawful SFC order. However he would always defer to her if there was time to do so. He had no intention of becoming a puppet for SFC on any whim.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 14:43:10 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Sidney Parker</dc:creator>
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 <title>OED V Governor&#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&#039; Arrival on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547010</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : (snip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC: Timeline: 1 day after Anu&amp;#039;s release from hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : As the ship landed, Sharzak, carrying his 200 lb luggage, carrying various things ranging from mathematical textbooks to various foldable furniture, Many underarm, began walking to the hotel room that the FMDC had assigned them while they readied his quarters. After arriving, he installed his belongings in the usual overly organized way one might mistake for that of a Vulcan, he put on his best suit, and began to head to the Governor&amp;#039;s office for a meeting on him setting up mining operations on the planetary surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Arriving at the lavishly decorated government headquarters in which she held office, he entered, climbed 10 stories (having a healthy fear of Romulan agents cutting the electricit), and arrived at her office. Before he chimed the bell on her door, he added some deodorant, fixed his suit, combed the light curly black hair some Remans have on their head. He then rang it, expecting to be let in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : ---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The door swished back and as he stepped in he almost stumbled over a cardboard box on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The office looked as if somebody had just moved in, but it was nevertheless breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The whole opposite wall was one giant window on the topmost floor of the Government tower, overlooking the colony in all its splendor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : In front of that larger-than-life window stood a very modern large desk in front of which more boxes were in different states of being upacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : A tall, lean woman in a civilian uniform just straightened up from bending over one of those boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Gracefully she turned to face him and her clear blue eyes met his. Combing back a stray strand of her chin-length thick red hair, she looked him up and down seriously, then she smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Hi there. You must be Sharzak of Remus. You look as strong as you should be. Can you be so kind as to carry that box at your feet over here please?&amp;quot; she asked him with a soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sharzak happily smiled to the woman, whom he assumed was human at first. He picked up the box, and brought it over towards her. He then put it on the large desk that dominated the relatively moderately sized office. He then, still standing upright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He then said: &amp;quot;Hello, Governor. I was asked by the corporation that employs me to come straight to you and explain to you my business plans for making this colony more economically viable&amp;quot;. The last few words were said on an accountant&amp;#039;s register of voice, almost as if he was an android . &amp;quot;But, I was coming to you to receive a briefing of the situation here and so I could begin my work&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : -----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sharzal, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Careful there my dear. You don&amp;#039;t get to say how big my office is. You can only make yours as big as you like ;-P Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Anu leaned back onto the edge of her desk and lightly ran her fingers along her chin in a thoughtful gesture. Now, up close, he saw her Trill spots running down the sides of her face and vanishing into her decolté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Anu still had to fight internally to remain herself. Outwardly she managed by now not to let her internal battle show, but it took a toll on her. She was constantly assiled by thoughts that didn&amp;#039;t seem to be her own. Now that she was looking at this Reamen, who apparently thought the wealth of OED rested soley on his shoulders and that the colony would go bankrupt without him, she found herself considering him with the experiences of the two hosts of Zar who had been counselors, used to figuring people out. For some weird reason she had thought that all Reamens were bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Were you indeed.&amp;quot; she said in her soft, deep voice, her blue eyes fixed on his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;And here I was you came because I requested you in order to find out if you are the right person for this very big job.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : As Sharzak paused and looked onto the Governor, he could clearly begin to see she was Trill, and began to doubt the fact she was as simple-minded and emotional as most humans were. This was not going to be the same walk in the park that was his thesis hearing on Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;So, I came as you requested. As it is your first and foremost duty to judge whether I am fit for the post of Mining Director on this colony, I shall comply to that purpose of yours&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He then handed the apparently young Trill a large envelope with his credentials, a copy of his Mining Engineering Ph D thesis, various plans of economic nature and a commendation for his work by the Dean of the Faculty of Earth Sciences at MIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He began to doubt that his assertion was slightly bold, eg that it was his duty to make the colony as rich as possible and that was his sole responsability. This was partially true, as about three quarters of the colony&amp;#039;s revenue came from ore exports (the planet OED being one of the wealthiest in minerals in the galaxy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Sharzak, after he passed his curriculum vitae smiled at the female Trill, awaiting her questions silently be surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : -------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Again, you&amp;#039;re assuming quite a bit. I&amp;#039;ll roll with most, but Anu for example is 38 years old. Not &amp;#039;young&amp;#039; as such... or did you want to pay her a compliment ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu took the envelope and put it on her table without looking at it, raising one eyebrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I see you have a thing for old style paper. Nice. I like antiques as well. But did you really think I would have requested you if I didn&amp;#039;t know all your extraordinary credentials?&amp;quot; she asked and smiled to herself, rounding her desk and finally sitting down in the large leather chair on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : To this, Sharzak responded: &amp;quot;Your excellency, it is a practice in Reman culture to give one&amp;#039;s credentials even when the interviewer knows them already. It is a sign of honesty and goodwill. As for the paper, typically, in my culture, when one takes the effort to use an... archaic form of communication, one is considered highly as to have put effort into his preparation. I&amp;#039;m not sure if this is tradition in the Federation, but I&amp;#039;ve just arrived about 2 years ago, and still have much to learn about your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : She motioned for him to be seated on one of the chairs in front of the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sharzak then calmly sat at the chair in front of her desk, not adding a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Please take a seat.&amp;quot; she said calmly with a slight smile on her face. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#039;s not toy around here Sharzak. I know a lot about you, also the stuff that isn&amp;#039;t in the official records. You are not the avarage mining boss, but then, OED isn&amp;#039;t the avarage mining place. For me, things don&amp;#039;t need to be as perfect and tidy as for Starfleet Officers. But I do want honesty in my Cabinet. And as the Chief of Mining Operations you will be part of my Cabinet. So, there can not be any secrets between us. Do I make myself clear?&amp;quot; she asked and the last sentence had a hint of steel in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;You most certainly do, your excellency.&amp;quot;, he said. He then added on a more solemn, somber and quite frankly sinister tone: &amp;quot;I presume you know about.... the incident on Remus, and how I am in a way wanted by the Romulan government. Though, I must say, they have more important things on their minds, and I probably won&amp;#039;t have a member of the Imperial Special Forces on my case for the next few years. And yes, you make yourself adamantly clear.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu knew this man&amp;#039;s history and she was no fool. Remans stuck together, their mutul plight was their mutual strength. In a position as powerful and influential as Chief of Mining Operations, Sharzak would have almost free reign. Through the ore processing part of the Orbital Station he would be able to bring in as many fellow Remans as he would like to and he could hide them on OED without a problem, even the illegal ones. The Industrial District was at the edge of the city and a small world in itself, a world, of which he and the Chief of Science and Terraforming (a postion that wasn&amp;#039;t currently staffed), would be kings. If she couldn&amp;#039;t trust him, he would not last long, no matter how good his credentials were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu Zar, Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Yes I know about the incident as you call it. I&amp;#039;m well aware of Remus&amp;#039; history. The irony of it all is that Oed is the perfect place for you. We have our own little intelligence network, our own security and you will be close to untouchable in the Industrial District. I also realise that I&amp;#039;m giving you powerful means and possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : You will have mining staff on the Orbital Platform. As such you will be the only Civilian Chief next to me and the Lt. Gov. who has administrationall access codes to the Orbital Platform. You will be able to bring in and out anything or anybody you like.&amp;quot; she said raising one eyebrow and leaning back on her chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I will also be honest with you, I am a sympathizer Sharzak. And I&amp;#039;m not the only one. I will help you wherever I can. I can make things legal for you, all you have to do is ask me. I will trust you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Then she leaned forward and her blue eyes locked on his. &amp;quot;But you can never be caught doing something illegal under my nose, if that happens I can no longer protect you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: I&amp;#039;ve defined your role more thoroughly here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot; title=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&quot;&gt;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546473&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : I&amp;#039;ve also defined the others, if you read them too you can better play with them :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I fully understand my duties, your excellency&amp;quot;, Sharzak added. &amp;quot;Also, I have a request to make. In the Reman religion, which I consider mostly to be bogus, but many of my kin do not, the lord Arrsok formed an army based on people who followed him, and conquered all the heathen races. One of this commands (Sharzak rolled his eyes here) was that all Reman males MUST support their lords militarily by engaging in militias. Some of the refugees that will come here to work are very religious, sometimes bordering on fanaticism. I think they will ask to be able to serve the Federation in arms, and if the Romulans attack, you&amp;#039;ll have quite a bloodthirsty ally on your side&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu raised one eyebrow. So he was bringing in fellow Remans. Well, she was hardly surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Serve the Federation or the Governor of Oed, Sharzak?&amp;quot; she asked. A part of her didn&amp;#039;t like to have to ask the question, but part of her job was to maintain a balance between the Civilian Government and Starfleet&amp;#039;s influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: In the case I&amp;#039;m trying to explain, their lord is me, as I am a high-ranking member of the Reman nobility that is almost extinguished by those Romulan shitbags, but the fact I serve Starfleet creates a sort of feudal effect in which I command them, but serve the Federation. The reason I said Starfleet was due to its defensive duties. We are firstly and foremostly a militia, but I willl let you deal with the formalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;But that is not important for now&amp;quot;, he added. &amp;quot;As soon as you approve my position, I want to revamp the supply routes and contact potential customers. I then want a full report from the port lieutenant on customs and I potentially want to see if we can improve the taxation system. The FMDC is also responsible for foreign trade, and, according to the employment brochure, I play a part on that too.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu nodded. &amp;quot;That is all fine with me. In your position you will deal a lot with Starfleet and it is best you get acquainted with the Lt. Governor, who is the commanding officer of the Orbital Platform, as well as the COS, who is in charge of security and customs on the Orbital Platform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : We do want to work together well with Starfleet.&amp;quot; she added, just to point out that this was a cooperation and not a rivalry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As long as they don&amp;#039;t flaunt their ranks around and interfere with my economic models, which, last time I checked on the personnel and governmental roster, I&amp;#039;m the only person qualified to do. However, they probably have more authority then me over what comes in and out of this rock, so, I might as well begin getting friendly with the officers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s the spirit Sharzak. Technically nobody can command you to do anything except for me and Captain Xavier in his position as Lt. Governor, not because of his rank. But there is a reason that the Lt. Governor is Starfleet and that the previous Governor was Starfleet too. Oed can&amp;#039;t function or protect itself without Starfleet. So, we cooperate as best as we can. And that is an order!&amp;quot; she said seriously.&lt;br /&gt;
THen she got up with a smile, rounded the table and came to stand before him, waiting for him to get up. For a woman she was rather tall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sharzak, I&amp;#039;m appointing you acting Chief of Mining Operations with all rights and duties thereof. If this works out for both of us I will make this appointment permanent.&amp;quot; she declared, not sure if she should shake his hand. Did Reman&amp;#039;s shake hands?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 14:49:25 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Government Tower - SF COS Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547012</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : After a long and egregious first day as District Attorney (DA) of Oed V Jacob White decided he better call upon the one person who he needed a decent working relationship with and someone whom so far he had managed to proceed throughout the day without talking too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As such, upon finishing work for the day Jacob took the short walk from his office to the office of Preston Longstreet, Star-Fleets’ Chief of Security on the planet, located on the 3rd Floor from the top of the Government Tower, in the Sloane Square district of downtown Oed. Upon coming up to the office door Jacob took a deep breath and before knocked the door - while hoping that the COS was working late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Preston was working late again. He and the new Police Chief had been coordinating investigations on the assination case. They had a lot of evidence stored up from the explosion, video feeds, biological and witness statements. However none of it was leading to the real culprit yet. More importantly those who were behind it. Longstreet was not a big believer of the lone gunman theory. He heard the door knock and exhaled slowly. He new it was not one of his men, and he did not have nor want an assistant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Come in.&amp;quot; He said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As the door opened he observed a man he had not met yet but already knew as the DA. He knew this because what kind of COS would be be if he didnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;DA White I beleive,&amp;quot; He said. He leaned over the desk and extended his hand for a shake. He just didnt feel like walking all the way around it when he would invariably just return to sit down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Jacob shook the COS hand before saying, in a  complementary way, “Lt. Commander Longstreet…clearly your reputation for knowing information is better than I have been lead to believe…I am indeed the new District Attorney and may I say it’s a pleasure to finally meet you”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Same here.&amp;quot; Longstreet said in his usual casual tone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After a short spell of silence Jacob decided he would get to the point of his visit and said, while monitoring the COS for a reaction, “As you no doubt know Commander I am still new to Oed, as such, I thought I would stop by and introduce myself; While racking your brains over this nasty assassination-business that is currently plaguing our lives”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well I am happy to try and help out. Since we dont have suspects yet I imagine you dont have that much to do at the moment. As for evidence Im sure the Police Chief has shared his with you. Mine is the same. We know an Andorian female (i think) was involved We recovered evidence of a rifle type weapon she may have had. Bits and pieces but enough to tell us what it was. As to its exact type we have no idea yet. I was first on scene and saw the Andorian. I shot at her and we basically had her in a spot. A third party was there too. Someone or thing that appeared intent on killing her out of anger for the attack. Then the rooftop and building went up. We think we saw a second assassin nearby and we theorize that is who blew the building. Its more likely that the Andorian was an assassin who was set up from the beginning. A decoy or patsy one way or the other. So we have two suspects. One dead and the other gone. A third party was there but we have no idea who or what it was. All I know is that it was angry at the Andorian and only backed down at the end of my phaser pointed at it. My feeling was that this shadow figure is a resident here who knew the Governor and has some secrets to tell us about themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Past that we have no transporter logs or ships that seemed to be in the area that could have picked up the primary assassin. However Im thinking there was one but it was cloaked or used another means of hiding its presence. In the least this was an ambush and ambushes need to be set up beforehand. So someone here, on Oed, was involved who helped the assassins out or is the assassin.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longstreet laid it all out for the man to digest. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longstreet&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:00:18 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Governors Office, Post EOC on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier appreciated the honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well Governor I have a bad habit of not realizing the personal side of things. Im sorry as I know, from the little I do know, that you have had a rough few days. Im happy I have been able to help out in that time with running the EOC and stabilizing the situation somewhat. As for honesty I agree. Im used to a Captain and First Officer relationship. Its close and if one works with a CO long enough they can read each others intentions. However there is always the subordinate to superior ranking officer relationship first. Im not sure if I can really get too far away from that right now even though I imagine our relationship is not, or maybe should not, be exactly that way. As you can see I am not altogether comfortable calling you by your first name yet.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu listened silently, still smiling. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I agree we need to be straight forward with each other. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. However with that said I feel I must tell you something. SF sent me here with clear intentions. I suppose they would want me to not say this but I will anyway. They feel a SF presence, at the highest level of OED, must be maintained. It was my general impression they did not like, even though they except, that the new Governor of Oed was to be a civilian. I personally agree with the choice. Oed needs civilian governorship just like any democratic city does. Military governorship of a civilian populace in a time of peace is not a Federation policy nor should be.&amp;quot; He added. &amp;quot; However I do believe that Oed needs a strong SF presence and as such the Lt. Gov position makes sense. Personally Im still wondering why I was asked. Im a Starship Captain. Not a politician. I see things from the business end of getting things done professionally and by the rules if at all possible. I suppose that SFC likes that and figured they didnt want a politician type who may look out for themselves first. One thing I do want you to know though. I am a SF man and if SFC gives me orders I will follow all lawful orders as long as they dont needlessly endanger civilian lives.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier knew this is where the issue would be so why not get it out. If SFC called and told him that a threat was inbound and he was to seal the colony off he would do it first and then tell the Governor. If the Governor had other wishes then she could exercise her lawful powers after the fact and he would obey them. However he would not disobey a lawful SFC order. However he would always defer to her if there was time to do so. He had no intention of becoming a puppet for SFC on any whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu considered his words and decided she liked him.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was aware of that, but I&amp;#039;m glad you&amp;#039;re straightforward about it. I share your views about what Oed needs. And maybe you were asked for all those reasons, maybe another reason was that you have more potential in you than you realise yourself. Being a politician has a bad reputation nowadays, but it can be highly rewarding. I however, didn&amp;#039;t need another politician at my side. I am enough Politician for both of us. What I need and indeed what Oed needs, is a protector.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
at that her face turned serious.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you have heard from your Fleet Commander about the Shadow Syndicate? The one that is attacking Starfleet Officers and indeed also others with a background in Intelligence? I have reason to believe that the head of this syndicate is hiding somewhere on Oed.&amp;quot; she said, rubbing her foreahead as if she had a headache.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:08:56 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Government Building - Governor&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu nodded and smiled. &amp;quot;I see. I too was working close to Starfleet HQ before as Chief Administrator of Terran colonies. I wonder why we haven&amp;#039;t met before.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jacob smiled and said, without really thinking his point through, “I am wondering that myself Governor…although may I say it’s a pleasure finally meeting you now”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : After a short spell of silence whereby Jacob pondered the Governors pain, he shifted slightly in his seat and said  “Governor…I hate to be presumptuous but are you sure you should be out of the hospital ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Her smile softened and she looked at him a bit ruefully. &amp;quot;Unfortunately I&amp;#039;m not suffering of any ailment. I have recently been joined without receiving any training and it&amp;#039;s difficult to sort out which memories are my own and which ones belong to one of the other six hosts that Zar has had before me.&amp;quot; she answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;:  Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Being unfamiliar with the joining process mentioned by the Governor, District Attorney White suddenly said, sounding rather silly in the process, “Governor Zar…would you like to postpone this meeting until you feel better ? Or would you like me to contact the local hospital on your behalf to see if they can help you ?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After offering the Governor assistance Jacob took a sip of his, now cold, tea and mentally recorded that he needed to look up the ‘joining process’ mentioned by the Governor just encase it proved to become an issue in the future. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well I am happy to try and help out. Since we dont have suspects yet I imagine you dont have that much to do at the moment. As for evidence Im sure the Police Chief has shared his with you. Mine is the same. We know an Andorian female (i think) was involved We recovered evidence of a rifle type weapon she may have had. Bits and pieces but enough to tell us what it was. As to its exact type we have no idea yet. I was first on scene and saw the Andorian. I shot at her and we basically had her in a spot. A third party was there too. Someone or thing that appeared intent on killing her out of anger for the attack. Then the rooftop and building went up. We think we saw a second assassin nearby and we theorize that is who blew the building. Its more likely that the Andorian was an assassin who was set up from the beginning. A decoy or patsy one way or the other. So we have two suspects. One dead and the other gone. A third party was there but we have no idea who or what it was. All I know is that it was angry at the Andorian and only backed down at the end of my phaser pointed at it. My feeling was that this shadow figure is a resident here who knew the Governor and has some secrets to tell us about themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Past that we have no transporter logs or ships that seemed to be in the area that could have picked up the primary assassin. However Im thinking there was one but it was cloaked or used another means of hiding its presence. In the least this was an ambush and ambushes need to be set up beforehand. So someone here, on Oed, was involved who helped the assassins out or is the assassin.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Longstreet laid it all out for the man to digest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the Chief of Security was talking District Attorney White had a look of sheer concentration on his face, as he worked to digest the information and mentally analyse and cross reference it with what the Police Chief had told him. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After the COS finished Jacob took a deep breath and said in a rhetorical way, without trying to sound dumb, “So we have one dead assassin and one confirmed (with possible other conspirators) but no leads and no real tangible evidence apart from the rifle evidence ?” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Taking a short breath Jacob continued by saying, in the form of  two distinctive but related questions to the COS, “Commander Longstreet may I ask why you think the Andorian was a decoy or a pasty ?  Likewise may I be impertinent and ask how the third shadowy figure escaped ?”, as Jacob asked the question he seriously wanted to add at the end ‘considering you had him / her at phaser point’ but decided against that tactic thinking it would alienate the COS in their first meeting. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier appreciated the honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well Governor I have a bad habit of not realizing the personal side of things. Im sorry as I know, from the little I do know, that you have had a rough few days. Im happy I have been able to help out in that time with running the EOC and stabilizing the situation somewhat. As for honesty I agree. Im used to a Captain and First Officer relationship. Its close and if one works with a CO long enough they can read each others intentions. However there is always the subordinate to superior ranking officer relationship first. Im not sure if I can really get too far away from that right now even though I imagine our relationship is not, or maybe should not, be exactly that way. As you can see I am not altogether comfortable calling you by your first name yet.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu listened silently, still smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I agree we need to be straight forward with each other. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. However with that said I feel I must tell you something. SF sent me here with clear intentions. I suppose they would want me to not say this but I will anyway. They feel a SF presence, at the highest level of OED, must be maintained. It was my general impression they did not like, even though they except, that the new Governor of Oed was to be a civilian. I personally agree with the choice. Oed needs civilian governorship just like any democratic city does. Military governorship of a civilian populace in a time of peace is not a Federation policy nor should be.&amp;quot; He added. &amp;quot; However I do believe that Oed needs a strong SF presence and as such the Lt. Gov position makes sense. Personally Im still wondering why I was asked. Im a Starship Captain. Not a politician. I see things from the business end of getting things done professionally and by the rules if at all possible. I suppose that SFC likes that and figured they didnt want a politician type who may look out for themselves first. One thing I do want you to know though. I am a SF man and if SFC gives me orders I will follow all lawful orders as long as they dont needlessly endanger civilian lives.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier knew this is where the issue would be so why not get it out. If SFC called and told him that a threat was inbound and he was to seal the colony off he would do it first and then tell the Governor. If the Governor had other wishes then she could exercise her lawful powers after the fact and he would obey them. However he would not disobey a lawful SFC order. However he would always defer to her if there was time to do so. He had no intention of becoming a puppet for SFC on any whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu considered his words and decided she liked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I was aware of that, but I&amp;#039;m glad you&amp;#039;re straightforward about it. I share your views about what Oed needs. And maybe you were asked for all those reasons, maybe another reason was that you have more potential in you than you realise yourself. Being a politician has a bad reputation nowadays, but it can be highly rewarding. I however, didn&amp;#039;t need another politician at my side. I am enough Politician for both of us. What I need and indeed what Oed needs, is a protector.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: at that her face turned serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you have heard from your Fleet Commander about the Shadow Syndicate? The one that is attacking Starfleet Officers and indeed also others with a background in Intelligence? I have reason to believe that the head of this syndicate is hiding somewhere on Oed.&amp;quot; she said, rubbing her foreahead as if she had a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I was told not to much more than what you just told me about this conspiracy. It seems there is little reliable information out there. The assassination attempt seems full of potential in that direction but then again Adm. Sylvester had plenty of people who may have wanted him dead too. Intel is not always the cleanest or even the most ethical paths and officer can travel. You said you have reason but does that equate to information?&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 16:58:21 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well I am happy to try and help out. Since we dont have suspects yet I imagine you dont have that much to do at the moment. As for evidence Im sure the Police Chief has shared his with you. Mine is the same. We know an Andorian female (i think) was involved We recovered evidence of a rifle type weapon she may have had. Bits and pieces but enough to tell us what it was. As to its exact type we have no idea yet. I was first on scene and saw the Andorian. I shot at her and we basically had her in a spot. A third party was there too. Someone or thing that appeared intent on killing her out of anger for the attack. Then the rooftop and building went up. We think we saw a second assassin nearby and we theorize that is who blew the building. Its more likely that the Andorian was an assassin who was set up from the beginning. A decoy or patsy one way or the other. So we have two suspects. One dead and the other gone. A third party was there but we have no idea who or what it was. All I know is that it was angry at the Andorian and only backed down at the end of my phaser pointed at it. My feeling was that this shadow figure is a resident here who knew the Governor and has some secrets to tell us about themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Past that we have no transporter logs or ships that seemed to be in the area that could have picked up the primary assassin. However Im thinking there was one but it was cloaked or used another means of hiding its presence. In the least this was an ambush and ambushes need to be set up beforehand. So someone here, on Oed, was involved who helped the assassins out or is the assassin.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet laid it all out for the man to digest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the Chief of Security was talking District Attorney White had a look of sheer concentration on his face, as he worked to digest the information and mentally analyse and cross reference it with what the Police Chief had told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After the COS finished Jacob took a deep breath and said in a rhetorical way, without trying to sound dumb, “So we have one dead assassin and one confirmed (with possible other conspirators) but no leads and no real tangible evidence apart from the rifle evidence ?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Taking a short breath Jacob continued by saying, in the form of  two distinctive but related questions to the COS, “Commander Longstreet may I ask why you think the Andorian was a decoy or a pasty ?  Likewise may I be impertinent and ask how the third shadowy figure escaped ?”, as Jacob asked the question he seriously wanted to add at the end ‘considering you had him / her at phaser point’ but decided against that tactic thinking it would alienate the COS in their first meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Good questions Mr. DA.&amp;quot; Longstreet said half joking. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well we, the Police and I, are still gathering evidence. So everything Im telling you needs to be seen as preliminary. The third figure got away for three reasons. He backed off when I told him too, he was on a roof and I was not, and the explosion made it impossible to get him anyway. We found DNA from the Andorian...well everywhere. No one elses though so its a good bet he was not killed. Mr. White if I can be so direct to ask..have you ever been in a situation where you walked in on a Governor being assassinated, multiple suspects in the area, a third party who just appears and disappears and a major explosion occur. Mind you this all happens in about a minute or two.&amp;quot; Longstreet answered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was not mad at the questions because they were good ones. He was just always amazed at how the after the fact gang always thought things were so static in these situations when they were anything but.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longstreet&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 17:07:19 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547045</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh my. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 17:42:39 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Cestus3</dc:creator>
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 <title>Government Tower - SF COS Office on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Well I am happy to try and help out. Since we dont have suspects yet I imagine you dont have that much to do at the moment. As for evidence Im sure the Police Chief has shared his with you. Mine is the same. We know an Andorian female (i think) was involved We recovered evidence of a rifle type weapon she may have had. Bits and pieces but enough to tell us what it was. As to its exact type we have no idea yet. I was first on scene and saw the Andorian. I shot at her and we basically had her in a spot. A third party was there too. Someone or thing that appeared intent on killing her out of anger for the attack. Then the rooftop and building went up. We think we saw a second assassin nearby and we theorize that is who blew the building. Its more likely that the Andorian was an assassin who was set up from the beginning. A decoy or patsy one way or the other. So we have two suspects. One dead and the other gone. A third party was there but we have no idea who or what it was. All I know is that it was angry at the Andorian and only backed down at the end of my phaser pointed at it. My feeling was that this shadow figure is a resident here who knew the Governor and has some secrets to tell us about themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Past that we have no transporter logs or ships that seemed to be in the area that could have picked up the primary assassin. However Im thinking there was one but it was cloaked or used another means of hiding its presence. In the least this was an ambush and ambushes need to be set up beforehand. So someone here, on Oed, was involved who helped the assassins out or is the assassin.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Longstreet laid it all out for the man to digest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As the Chief of Security was talking District Attorney White had a look of sheer concentration on his face, as he worked to digest the information and mentally analyse and cross reference it with what the Police Chief had told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : After the COS finished Jacob took a deep breath and said in a rhetorical way, without trying to sound dumb, “So we have one dead assassin and one confirmed (with possible other conspirators) but no leads and no real tangible evidence apart from the rifle evidence ?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Taking a short breath Jacob continued by saying, in the form of  two distinctive but related questions to the COS, “Commander Longstreet may I ask why you think the Andorian was a decoy or a pasty ?  Likewise may I be impertinent and ask how the third shadowy figure escaped ?”, as Jacob asked the question he seriously wanted to add at the end ‘considering you had him / her at phaser point’ but decided against that tactic thinking it would alienate the COS in their first meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Good questions Mr. DA.&amp;quot; Longstreet said half joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well we, the Police and I, are still gathering evidence. So everything Im telling you needs to be seen as preliminary. The third figure got away for three reasons. He backed off when I told him too, he was on a roof and I was not, and the explosion made it impossible to get him anyway. We found DNA from the Andorian...well everywhere. No one elses though so its a good bet he was not killed. Mr. White if I can be so direct to ask..have you ever been in a situation where you walked in on a Governor being assassinated, multiple suspects in the area, a third party who just appears and disappears and a major explosion occur. Mind you this all happens in about a minute or two.&amp;quot; Longstreet answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He was not mad at the questions because they were good ones. He was just always amazed at how the after the fact gang always thought things were so static in these situations when they were anything but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, and without warning, Jacob started smiling - he always did enjoy when people questioned him on his ‘experience’ in terrible situations…as it always meant to him, anyway, that the person asking the question was a dedicated professional, who took their work seriously and wanted to ensure that the lawyer didn’t stretch, congeal or otherwise manipulate the truth for their own gain. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After a short space of silence, where Jacob continued to smile, he said, in an acute pondering way, “Commander, as I am sure your aware, while my previous career in Star-Fleet did allow me to prosecute and defend Security &amp;amp; Intelligence Officers I have never actually been in a spilt-second life or death scenario.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Suddenly losing his smile Jacob added, while attempting to remain professional / serious, “I don’t pretend to know what it is like Commander nor do I pretend to understand your thought processes during this incident…in all honesty they are not important to me….the only thing I am interested in is catching and prosecuting the person (s) responsible for this attack”. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547167</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of committment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 11:26:35 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>jkuhlemann</dc:creator>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547240</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of committment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Capt&amp;#039;n Mick turn to face the woman in the bed. &amp;quot;I am not a true counselor. I was a merchant captain and have dealt with the process you are going through with a couple of my crew. I will guide you if you wish, ma&amp;#039;am.&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Capt&amp;#039;n Mick.&amp;quot; he said leaning on his cane. &amp;quot;just call me when you are in need of assistance.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You are more than likely getting to know a little about your past host, their strengths and weakness. If you do not fight it the process will be much smoother and in the end you will be able to use the guidance of then to help you through your day to day governorship.&amp;quot;he respectfully added. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He walked back to the chair. &amp;quot;Another thing that nay be hard for you is that past romantic lovers may cause confusion.&amp;quot; he stated.&lt;br /&gt;
Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf6/oedv&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;Oed V&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 20:40:09 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Rich</dc:creator>
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 <title>OED V Governor&#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&#039; Arrival on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547319</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(SNIP)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s the spirit Sharzak. Technically nobody can command you to do anything except for me and Captain Xavier in his position as Lt. Governor, not because of his rank. But there is a reason that the Lt. Governor is Starfleet and that the previous Governor was Starfleet too. Oed can&amp;#039;t function or protect itself without Starfleet. So, we cooperate as best as we can. And that is an order!&amp;quot; she said seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: THen she got up with a smile, rounded the table and came to stand before him, waiting for him to get up. For a woman she was rather tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Sharzak, I&amp;#039;m appointing you acting Chief of Mining Operations with all rights and duties thereof. If this works out for both of us I will make this appointment permanent.&amp;quot; she declared, not sure if she should shake his hand. Did Reman&amp;#039;s shake hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
`&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;As Remans, we traditionally do not shake hands&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, said Sharzak while politely refusing the handshake Governor Zar was offering him. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Tis traditional to hug someone when they enter your home as a sign of welcome, but since I&amp;#039;m not inviting you in my hovel, this isn&amp;#039;t applicable. We usually give a polite nod of the head when greeting&amp;#039;&amp;#039;. Sharzak would then do that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;So, I&amp;#039;m going up to the orbital platform to talk with Captain Xavier and the port lieutenant on customs procedures, taxation and revamping our supply routes. T&amp;#039;was nice meeting you, Governor&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547397</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aedan took her hand, his emotions seemed to be bubbling just under the surface.  He lost Sham and gained her back... but not really he told himself.  This wasn&amp;#039;t her, yet it was all the same time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of commitment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a pleasure.&amp;quot; he said softly, he held a hand out wiping away a few tears from her face then moving his hand back quickly.  He wasn&amp;#039;t sure but that felt wrong, he shouldn&amp;#039;t have done that he told himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt&amp;#039;n Mick turn to face the woman in the bed. &amp;quot;I am not a true counselor. I was a merchant captain and have dealt with the process you are going through with a couple of my crew. I will guide you if you wish, ma&amp;#039;am.&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Capt&amp;#039;n Mick.&amp;quot; he said leaning on his cane. &amp;quot;just call me when you are in need of assistance.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;You are more than likely getting to know a little about your past host, their strengths and weakness. If you do not fight it the process will be much smoother and in the end you will be able to use the guidance of then to help you through your day to day governorship.&amp;quot;he respectfully added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He walked back to the chair. &amp;quot;Another thing that nay be hard for you is that past romantic lovers may cause confusion.&amp;quot; he stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s... probably wise.&amp;quot; Aedan said softly as he looked down then back up at her.  &amp;quot;I... well officially we have not meet have we?  New you and all I guess it is proper, it is a pleasure to meet you Anu.&amp;quot; he said, it was clear he was effected sharply by all this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Aedan Teller&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~The Shadow/GM&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 18:19:51 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547451</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tyra looked up as Thomas came in she was lost in thought about the recent happenings.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:37:01 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547474</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Betazoid.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf6/oedv&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;Oed V&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 08:04:06 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Talon Onarka</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547513</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Aedan took her hand, his emotions seemed to be bubbling just under the surface.  He lost Sham and gained her back... but not really he told himself.  This wasn&amp;#039;t her, yet it was all the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of commitment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a pleasure.&amp;quot; he said softly, he held a hand out wiping away a few tears from her face then moving his hand back quickly.  He wasn&amp;#039;t sure but that felt wrong, he shouldn&amp;#039;t have done that he told himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick turn to face the woman in the bed. &amp;quot;I am not a true counselor. I was a merchant captain and have dealt with the process you are going through with a couple of my crew. I will guide you if you wish, ma&amp;#039;am.&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Capt&amp;#039;n Mick.&amp;quot; he said leaning on his cane. &amp;quot;just call me when you are in need of assistance.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;You are more than likely getting to know a little about your past host, their strengths and weakness. If you do not fight it the process will be much smoother and in the end you will be able to use the guidance of then to help you through your day to day governorship.&amp;quot;he respectfully added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He walked back to the chair. &amp;quot;Another thing that nay be hard for you is that past romantic lovers may cause confusion.&amp;quot; he stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s... probably wise.&amp;quot; Aedan said softly as he looked down then back up at her.  &amp;quot;I... well officially we have not meet have we?  New you and all I guess it is proper, it is a pleasure to meet you Anu.&amp;quot; he said, it was clear he was effected sharply by all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Do not feel bad, sir. Unlike many other species the memories of what you had together remain strong in a Trill.&lt;br /&gt;
This is for the emotional well being of the host rather than the symbiont.in time if the host chooses to marry those who were closest to her for she will be truly in a bond that will only be broken by the spouse or her passing.&lt;br /&gt;
Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 15:43:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Q&amp;amp;#039;ueeny (Good GM) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tindon flipped the switch to his open sign got his drinks ready and waited for customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Within one hour his place was almost full, only a few chairs had not yet been occupied. The general mood of the crowd was relieved. The crisis was over and life went back to normal for Oedies, except they now had a new Government. But hey, that was usual in a way as well. There were already bets on as to how long the current duo would last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: A tall woman in a hooded robe came in at one point and sat herself on a bar stool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Gimme a Trill Ocean.&amp;quot; she said, catching a strand of her red hair and pinning it back under the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Unknown lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(sorry for late post) Tindon walked over to the lady, &amp;quot;Coming right up.&amp;quot; He said then served the drink, &amp;quot;So what brings you here? Oh, and can you take off that hoo? I&amp;#039;ve had a recent... accident that doesn&amp;#039;t allow me to not be able to see my customers.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 18:45:15 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tyra looked up as Thomas came in she was lost in thought about the recent happenings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thomas, confused as ever as to why he was even here, took a seat next to a charming, petite blonde with long flowing hair and a noticeable scar on her arm. With all the dermal regeneration techniques available in modern times, he knew right away that the scar meant something, something very deep, possibly even a dark secret that the Lieutenant didn&amp;#039;t want forgotten. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The medical Ensign slid down in his chair. Being a full foot and more taller than the woman in the yellow Star-Fleet uniform, which he just assumed represented Engineering, although he was not dismissing the possibility of Security, he didn&amp;#039;t want to appear disrespectful by towering over her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She had noticed him when he walked in, of course, but now she once again appeared to be lost in deep thought. Thomas often envied Betazoids, because right now, besides his lemur best friend, the only thing on his mind was wondering what was going on inside that delightful cranium.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 19:22:47 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547594</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Shadow/GM&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547568</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tyra looked up as Thomas came in she was lost in thought about the recent happenings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Thomas, confused as ever as to why he was even here, took a seat next to a charming, petite blonde with long flowing hair and a noticeable scar on her arm. With all the dermal regeneration techniques available in modern times, he knew right away that the scar meant something, something very deep, possibly even a dark secret that the Lieutenant didn&amp;#039;t want forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tyra looked over &amp;quot;Welcome to the party.&amp;quot;  She said looking back up at him, her implant working to focus on him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The medical Ensign slid down in his chair. Being a full foot and more taller than the woman in the yellow Star-Fleet uniform, which he just assumed represented Engineering, although he was not dismissing the possibility of Security, he didn&amp;#039;t want to appear disrespectful by towering over her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: She had noticed him when he walked in, of course, but now she once again appeared to be lost in deep thought. Thomas often envied Betazoids, because right now, besides his lemur best friend, the only thing on his mind was wondering what was going on inside that delightful cranium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;How are you doing today?&amp;quot;  She asked.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 22:30:20 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Tower - SF COS Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Well I am happy to try and help out. Since we dont have suspects yet I imagine you dont have that much to do at the moment. As for evidence Im sure the Police Chief has shared his with you. Mine is the same. We know an Andorian female (i think) was involved We recovered evidence of a rifle type weapon she may have had. Bits and pieces but enough to tell us what it was. As to its exact type we have no idea yet. I was first on scene and saw the Andorian. I shot at her and we basically had her in a spot. A third party was there too. Someone or thing that appeared intent on killing her out of anger for the attack. Then the rooftop and building went up. We think we saw a second assassin nearby and we theorize that is who blew the building. Its more likely that the Andorian was an assassin who was set up from the beginning. A decoy or patsy one way or the other. So we have two suspects. One dead and the other gone. A third party was there but we have no idea who or what it was. All I know is that it was angry at the Andorian and only backed down at the end of my phaser pointed at it. My feeling was that this shadow figure is a resident here who knew the Governor and has some secrets to tell us about themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Past that we have no transporter logs or ships that seemed to be in the area that could have picked up the primary assassin. However Im thinking there was one but it was cloaked or used another means of hiding its presence. In the least this was an ambush and ambushes need to be set up beforehand. So someone here, on Oed, was involved who helped the assassins out or is the assassin.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Longstreet laid it all out for the man to digest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As the Chief of Security was talking District Attorney White had a look of sheer concentration on his face, as he worked to digest the information and mentally analyse and cross reference it with what the Police Chief had told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : After the COS finished Jacob took a deep breath and said in a rhetorical way, without trying to sound dumb, “So we have one dead assassin and one confirmed (with possible other conspirators) but no leads and no real tangible evidence apart from the rifle evidence ?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Taking a short breath Jacob continued by saying, in the form of  two distinctive but related questions to the COS, “Commander Longstreet may I ask why you think the Andorian was a decoy or a pasty ?  Likewise may I be impertinent and ask how the third shadowy figure escaped ?”, as Jacob asked the question he seriously wanted to add at the end ‘considering you had him / her at phaser point’ but decided against that tactic thinking it would alienate the COS in their first meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Good questions Mr. DA.&amp;quot; Longstreet said half joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well we, the Police and I, are still gathering evidence. So everything Im telling you needs to be seen as preliminary. The third figure got away for three reasons. He backed off when I told him too, he was on a roof and I was not, and the explosion made it impossible to get him anyway. We found DNA from the Andorian...well everywhere. No one elses though so its a good bet he was not killed. Mr. White if I can be so direct to ask..have you ever been in a situation where you walked in on a Governor being assassinated, multiple suspects in the area, a third party who just appears and disappears and a major explosion occur. Mind you this all happens in about a minute or two.&amp;quot; Longstreet answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He was not mad at the questions because they were good ones. He was just always amazed at how the after the fact gang always thought things were so static in these situations when they were anything but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Suddenly, and without warning, Jacob started smiling - he always did enjoy when people questioned him on his ‘experience’ in terrible situations…as it always meant to him, anyway, that the person asking the question was a dedicated professional, who took their work seriously and wanted to ensure that the lawyer didn’t stretch, congeal or otherwise manipulate the truth for their own gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After a short space of silence, where Jacob continued to smile, he said, in an acute pondering way, “Commander, as I am sure your aware, while my previous career in Star-Fleet did allow me to prosecute and defend Security &amp;amp; Intelligence Officers I have never actually been in a spilt-second life or death scenario.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Suddenly losing his smile Jacob added, while attempting to remain professional / serious, “I don’t pretend to know what it is like Commander nor do I pretend to understand your thought processes during this incident…in all honesty they are not important to me….the only thing I am interested in is catching and prosecuting the person (s) responsible for this attack”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ok it was clear to Longstreet that this man knew his job and was not afraid to admit what he did not know. A sign of a man you could trust in a pinch. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well Mr. White we certainly agree on that. Im afraid the trail is growing cold by the day but were still looking at all the logs, all the way back to a year ago, on who arrived here. Of course the more recent ones are priority but I dont think it wise to rule out a cell or operative who has been here a while and was activated for this job.&amp;quot; He replied back. &amp;quot;Im going to get with the Police Chief to begin some interviews. Im thinking that if the target was intel who better to speak to then those who have intel background.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longstreet failed to mention that he himself had worked along side of intel. However that experience made him hate the intel types as much as those who ordered this attack. Maybe even more since he had come to believe the accidental drowning of his girlfriend two years ago may have been to silence her on things Longstreet had told her. Things he should never had told her about the op that went wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: TJ this is a backstory Longstreet has which funny enough seems to fit in here. Which predated all this so its a coincidence but works out well. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longstreet&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 23:24:59 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Government Building - Governor&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547603</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Jacob White (District Attorney) in Government Building - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu nodded and smiled. &amp;quot;I see. I too was working close to Starfleet HQ before as Chief Administrator of Terran colonies. I wonder why we haven&amp;#039;t met before.&amp;quot; she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Jacob smiled and said, without really thinking his point through, “I am wondering that myself Governor…although may I say it’s a pleasure finally meeting you now”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : After a short spell of silence whereby Jacob pondered the Governors pain, he shifted slightly in his seat and said  “Governor…I hate to be presumptuous but are you sure you should be out of the hospital ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Her smile softened and she looked at him a bit ruefully. &amp;quot;Unfortunately I&amp;#039;m not suffering of any ailment. I have recently been joined without receiving any training and it&amp;#039;s difficult to sort out which memories are my own and which ones belong to one of the other six hosts that Zar has had before me.&amp;quot; she answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :  Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Being unfamiliar with the joining process mentioned by the Governor, District Attorney White suddenly said, sounding rather silly in the process, “Governor Zar…would you like to postpone this meeting until you feel better ? Or would you like me to contact the local hospital on your behalf to see if they can help you ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After offering the Governor assistance Jacob took a sip of his, now cold, tea and mentally recorded that he needed to look up the ‘joining process’ mentioned by the Governor just encase it proved to become an issue in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
OOC: You do realise she&amp;#039;s a Trill, right?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;
IC:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu shook her head. &amp;quot;No thank you. It&amp;#039;s nothing that a doctor can heal. Let&amp;#039;s concentrate on business. Have you already seen your office yet?&amp;quot; she asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 03:14:16 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>OED V Governor&#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&#039; Arrival on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547604</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Sharzak of Remus (aChief of Mining Operations) in OED V Governor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Sharzak of Remus&amp;amp;#039; Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: (SNIP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s the spirit Sharzak. Technically nobody can command you to do anything except for me and Captain Xavier in his position as Lt. Governor, not because of his rank. But there is a reason that the Lt. Governor is Starfleet and that the previous Governor was Starfleet too. Oed can&amp;#039;t function or protect itself without Starfleet. So, we cooperate as best as we can. And that is an order!&amp;quot; she said seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : THen she got up with a smile, rounded the table and came to stand before him, waiting for him to get up. For a woman she was rather tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Sharzak, I&amp;#039;m appointing you acting Chief of Mining Operations with all rights and duties thereof. If this works out for both of us I will make this appointment permanent.&amp;quot; she declared, not sure if she should shake his hand. Did Reman&amp;#039;s shake hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: `&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;As Remans, we traditionally do not shake hands&amp;#039;&amp;#039;, said Sharzak while politely refusing the handshake Governor Zar was offering him. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Tis traditional to hug someone when they enter your home as a sign of welcome, but since I&amp;#039;m not inviting you in my hovel, this isn&amp;#039;t applicable. We usually give a polite nod of the head when greeting&amp;#039;&amp;#039;. Sharzak would then do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;So, I&amp;#039;m going up to the orbital platform to talk with Captain Xavier and the port lieutenant on customs procedures, taxation and revamping our supply routes. T&amp;#039;was nice meeting you, Governor&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sharzak, CoMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu gave a nod, respecting his tradition. &amp;quot;Yes it was Sharzak. If you need any help moving into your house in the Residential District, let the staff know. As a Chief of Staff, you will get almost everything you need. Good-bye.&amp;quot; she said with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 03:17:02 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Q&amp;amp;#039;ueeny (Good GM) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Tindon flipped the switch to his open sign got his drinks ready and waited for customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Within one hour his place was almost full, only a few chairs had not yet been occupied. The general mood of the crowd was relieved. The crisis was over and life went back to normal for Oedies, except they now had a new Government. But hey, that was usual in a way as well. There were already bets on as to how long the current duo would last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : A tall woman in a hooded robe came in at one point and sat herself on a bar stool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Gimme a Trill Ocean.&amp;quot; she said, catching a strand of her red hair and pinning it back under the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Unknown lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: (sorry for late post) Tindon walked over to the lady, &amp;quot;Coming right up.&amp;quot; He said then served the drink, &amp;quot;So what brings you here? Oh, and can you take off that hoo? I&amp;#039;ve had a recent... accident that doesn&amp;#039;t allow me to not be able to see my customers.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She lifted her head so far that he had a good view what was below the hood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The new Governor&amp;#039;s face had been all over Oed&amp;#039;s news system the last view weeks and there was probably nobody left who didn&amp;#039;t know who the woman with the red hair, the blue eyes and the Trill spots in her face was. And she was right now looking at him with a plea in her face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m nobody, really. I just want some peace and quite. Could I please leave the hood on?&amp;quot; she asked him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 03:20:29 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Betazoid.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 03:20:30 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Talon Onarka</dc:creator>
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 <title>Governors Office, Post EOC on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547607</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier appreciated the honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Well Governor I have a bad habit of not realizing the personal side of things. Im sorry as I know, from the little I do know, that you have had a rough few days. Im happy I have been able to help out in that time with running the EOC and stabilizing the situation somewhat. As for honesty I agree. Im used to a Captain and First Officer relationship. Its close and if one works with a CO long enough they can read each others intentions. However there is always the subordinate to superior ranking officer relationship first. Im not sure if I can really get too far away from that right now even though I imagine our relationship is not, or maybe should not, be exactly that way. As you can see I am not altogether comfortable calling you by your first name yet.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu listened silently, still smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I agree we need to be straight forward with each other. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. However with that said I feel I must tell you something. SF sent me here with clear intentions. I suppose they would want me to not say this but I will anyway. They feel a SF presence, at the highest level of OED, must be maintained. It was my general impression they did not like, even though they except, that the new Governor of Oed was to be a civilian. I personally agree with the choice. Oed needs civilian governorship just like any democratic city does. Military governorship of a civilian populace in a time of peace is not a Federation policy nor should be.&amp;quot; He added. &amp;quot; However I do believe that Oed needs a strong SF presence and as such the Lt. Gov position makes sense. Personally Im still wondering why I was asked. Im a Starship Captain. Not a politician. I see things from the business end of getting things done professionally and by the rules if at all possible. I suppose that SFC likes that and figured they didnt want a politician type who may look out for themselves first. One thing I do want you to know though. I am a SF man and if SFC gives me orders I will follow all lawful orders as long as they dont needlessly endanger civilian lives.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier knew this is where the issue would be so why not get it out. If SFC called and told him that a threat was inbound and he was to seal the colony off he would do it first and then tell the Governor. If the Governor had other wishes then she could exercise her lawful powers after the fact and he would obey them. However he would not disobey a lawful SFC order. However he would always defer to her if there was time to do so. He had no intention of becoming a puppet for SFC on any whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu considered his words and decided she liked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I was aware of that, but I&amp;#039;m glad you&amp;#039;re straightforward about it. I share your views about what Oed needs. And maybe you were asked for all those reasons, maybe another reason was that you have more potential in you than you realise yourself. Being a politician has a bad reputation nowadays, but it can be highly rewarding. I however, didn&amp;#039;t need another politician at my side. I am enough Politician for both of us. What I need and indeed what Oed needs, is a protector.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : at that her face turned serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you have heard from your Fleet Commander about the Shadow Syndicate? The one that is attacking Starfleet Officers and indeed also others with a background in Intelligence? I have reason to believe that the head of this syndicate is hiding somewhere on Oed.&amp;quot; she said, rubbing her foreahead as if she had a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I was told not to much more than what you just told me about this conspiracy. It seems there is little reliable information out there. The assassination attempt seems full of potential in that direction but then again Adm. Sylvester had plenty of people who may have wanted him dead too. Intel is not always the cleanest or even the most ethical paths and officer can travel. You said you have reason but does that equate to information?&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, not hard proof. I am well acquainted though with a member of Starfleet Intelligence. Merely because we used to take our breaks together. When he heard I had beep appointed Governor of Oed he told me what he believes to be true... he was worried for me.&lt;br /&gt;
And now, even I am worried. You see...&amp;quot; she wanted to say more, but suddenly a weird change came over her.&lt;br /&gt;
She lost her held-back almost regal bearing, instead she crossed her legs and leaned forward slowly. Her expression became sly and flirty and the grin cheeky&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Anu is an innocent woman but Sham you see, Sham knows a lot about the underbelly of Oed. Sham&amp;#039;s secondary occupation next to owning a bar was being a smuggler. Zar&amp;#039;s former host was a Starfleet Officer, so Sham knew the protocol and how to circumvent it. In fact we know a lot about Starfleet Intel, and as soon as this Shadow Syndicate looks into Zar&amp;#039;s previous&amp;#039; host&amp;#039;s backgrounds Anu will be a target too.&amp;quot; she said in a voice that was a bit higher than Anu&amp;#039;s usual deep velvet voice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then she burried her head in her hands shortly and when she leaned back she was back to herself, looking tired.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; she said in her own deep voice. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s... not easy.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547608</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Aedan took her hand, his emotions seemed to be bubbling just under the surface.  He lost Sham and gained her back... but not really he told himself.  This wasn&amp;#039;t her, yet it was all the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of commitment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a pleasure.&amp;quot; he said softly, he held a hand out wiping away a few tears from her face then moving his hand back quickly.  He wasn&amp;#039;t sure but that felt wrong, he shouldn&amp;#039;t have done that he told himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick turn to face the woman in the bed. &amp;quot;I am not a true counselor. I was a merchant captain and have dealt with the process you are going through with a couple of my crew. I will guide you if you wish, ma&amp;#039;am.&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Capt&amp;#039;n Mick.&amp;quot; he said leaning on his cane. &amp;quot;just call me when you are in need of assistance.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;You are more than likely getting to know a little about your past host, their strengths and weakness. If you do not fight it the process will be much smoother and in the end you will be able to use the guidance of then to help you through your day to day governorship.&amp;quot;he respectfully added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He walked back to the chair. &amp;quot;Another thing that nay be hard for you is that past romantic lovers may cause confusion.&amp;quot; he stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Hello Capt&amp;#039;n Mick. Well, I need somebody who knows what I&amp;#039;m going through. That will help me more than a counselor who has no clue about Trills.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s... probably wise.&amp;quot; Aedan said softly as he looked down then back up at her.  &amp;quot;I... well officially we have not meet have we?  New you and all I guess it is proper, it is a pleasure to meet you Anu.&amp;quot; he said, it was clear he was effected sharply by all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anu took his hand with both of hers and clung to it with a sad expression. At that moment she became aware of what Aedan and she had lost, even if the memories were very fresh in her mind. It was... so confusing. &amp;quot;Oh Aedan.&amp;quot; she said in an unsteady voice, not knowing how to react.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Anu Zar&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Do not feel bad, sir. Unlike many other species the memories of what you had together remain strong in a Trill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: This is for the emotional well being of the host rather than the symbiont.in time if the host chooses to marry those who were closest to her for she will be truly in a bond that will only be broken by the spouse or her passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tyra looked up as Thomas came in she was lost in thought about the recent happenings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Thomas, confused as ever as to why he was even here, took a seat next to a charming, petite blonde with long flowing hair and a noticeable scar on her arm. With all the dermal regeneration techniques available in modern times, he knew right away that the scar meant something, something very deep, possibly even a dark secret that the Lieutenant didn&amp;#039;t want forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tyra looked over &amp;quot;Welcome to the party.&amp;quot;  She said looking back up at him, her implant working to focus on him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The medical Ensign slid down in his chair. Being a full foot and more taller than the woman in the yellow Star-Fleet uniform, which he just assumed represented Engineering, although he was not dismissing the possibility of Security, he didn&amp;#039;t want to appear disrespectful by towering over her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : She had noticed him when he walked in, of course, but now she once again appeared to be lost in deep thought. Thomas often envied Betazoids, because right now, besides his lemur best friend, the only thing on his mind was wondering what was going on inside that delightful cranium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;How are you doing today?&amp;quot;  She asked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Netta didn&amp;#039;t want to come across as a wimp, but being surrounded by these Type-A personalities was difficult. Sure, she had dealt with a lot at hospital board meetings, but this was a totally foreign situation. She wasn&amp;#039;t naturally assertive outside of the hospital, and they were all a little intimidating - her heart inexplicably pounded. Well, not inexplicably... she knew full well the reason and cursed her own incompetence. Still, she just had to sit and wait her turn and try to absorb what was happening.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Netta Brightman, Hospital Chief of Staff&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 04:47:31 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Government Building - Governor&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547618</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Being unfamiliar with the joining process mentioned by the Governor, District Attorney White suddenly said, sounding rather silly in the process, “Governor Zar…would you like to postpone this meeting until you feel better ? Or would you like me to contact the local hospital on your behalf to see if they can help you ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : After offering the Governor assistance Jacob took a sip of his, now cold, tea and mentally recorded that he needed to look up the ‘joining process’ mentioned by the Governor just encase it proved to become an issue in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : DA - JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: You do realise she&amp;#039;s a Trill, right?  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: I do. However I am building the premise that my character would want to ensure the Governor is okay and would assume the Governor is suffering from other illnesses apart from the joining process...which my character doesn&amp;#039;t know much about, due to his limit contact with other species - while at SF HQ.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu shook her head. &amp;quot;No thank you. It&amp;#039;s nothing that a doctor can heal. Let&amp;#039;s concentrate on business. Have you already seen your office yet?&amp;quot; she asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jacob took a deep breath and said, in a half joking manner, “Sadly not Governor, I thought it was prudent to meet you first and get an understanding of the situation we are facing before reviewing my office ‘situation”. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jacob then quickly added, as he finished of his tea, “I am sure my office is more than adequate…I am a simple man of simple tastes after all”. Before adding, in a business tone, “So Governor, if I maybe so forward,…what do we know about the assassination attempt so far ?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 05:07:16 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547619</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ok it was clear to Longstreet that this man knew his job and was not afraid to admit what he did not know. A sign of a man you could trust in a pinch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well Mr. White we certainly agree on that. Im afraid the trail is growing cold by the day but were still looking at all the logs, all the way back to a year ago, on who arrived here. Of course the more recent ones are priority but I dont think it wise to rule out a cell or operative who has been here a while and was activated for this job.&amp;quot; He replied back. &amp;quot;Im going to get with the Police Chief to begin some interviews. Im thinking that if the target was intel who better to speak to then those who have intel background.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Longstreet failed to mention that he himself had worked along side of intel. However that experience made him hate the intel types as much as those who ordered this attack. Maybe even more since he had come to believe the accidental drowning of his girlfriend two years ago may have been to silence her on things Longstreet had told her. Things he should never had told her about the op that went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: TJ this is a backstory Longstreet has which funny enough seems to fit in here. Which predated all this so its a coincidence but works out well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Well that&amp;#039;s lucky :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;IC: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Looking at the Commander, Jacob began to ponder what made a man tick during a ‘spilt-second’ decision but decided to push the thought to one side as the thought about a ’sleeper cell’ crept across his mind, prompted by the Commanders’ suggestion, that an operative could have been activated in Oed prior to the assassination.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Quickly, and without warning, Jacob said in a rushed way “Commander…I am assuming that you and the Chief have taken all necessary precautions to guard critical infrastructures and the Governor just encase there are more operatives that are dormant at the moment ?”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DA - JW&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 05:19:34 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547630</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Dr Netta Brightman (Hospital Chief of Staff) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Tyra looked up as Thomas came in she was lost in thought about the recent happenings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Thomas, confused as ever as to why he was even here, took a seat next to a charming, petite blonde with long flowing hair and a noticeable scar on her arm. With all the dermal regeneration techniques available in modern times, he knew right away that the scar meant something, something very deep, possibly even a dark secret that the Lieutenant didn&amp;#039;t want forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tyra looked over &amp;quot;Welcome to the party.&amp;quot;  She said looking back up at him, her implant working to focus on him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The medical Ensign slid down in his chair. Being a full foot and more taller than the woman in the yellow Star-Fleet uniform, which he just assumed represented Engineering, although he was not dismissing the possibility of Security, he didn&amp;#039;t want to appear disrespectful by towering over her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : She had noticed him when he walked in, of course, but now she once again appeared to be lost in deep thought. Thomas often envied Betazoids, because right now, besides his lemur best friend, the only thing on his mind was wondering what was going on inside that delightful cranium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;How are you doing today?&amp;quot;  She asked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Frazzled, I suppose, gobsmacked, whimmyjammed, but hey, I&amp;#039;m not in a brig, so things are looking up. Still don&amp;#039;t know why I&amp;#039;m here.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The physician extended his hand. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Thomas.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Netta didn&amp;#039;t want to come across as a wimp, but being surrounded by these Type-A personalities was difficult. Sure, she had dealt with a lot at hospital board meetings, but this was a totally foreign situation. She wasn&amp;#039;t naturally assertive outside of the hospital, and they were all a little intimidating - her heart inexplicably pounded. Well, not inexplicably... she knew full well the reason and cursed her own incompetence. Still, she just had to sit and wait her turn and try to absorb what was happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Netta Brightman, Hospital Chief of Staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Ensign Thomas Remington&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:15:29 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547644</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Shadow/GM&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 11:42:55 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547646</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Aedan took her hand, his emotions seemed to be bubbling just under the surface.  He lost Sham and gained her back... but not really he told himself.  This wasn&amp;#039;t her, yet it was all the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of commitment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a pleasure.&amp;quot; he said softly, he held a hand out wiping away a few tears from her face then moving his hand back quickly.  He wasn&amp;#039;t sure but that felt wrong, he shouldn&amp;#039;t have done that he told himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick turn to face the woman in the bed. &amp;quot;I am not a true counselor. I was a merchant captain and have dealt with the process you are going through with a couple of my crew. I will guide you if you wish, ma&amp;#039;am.&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Capt&amp;#039;n Mick.&amp;quot; he said leaning on his cane. &amp;quot;just call me when you are in need of assistance.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;You are more than likely getting to know a little about your past host, their strengths and weakness. If you do not fight it the process will be much smoother and in the end you will be able to use the guidance of then to help you through your day to day governorship.&amp;quot;he respectfully added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He walked back to the chair. &amp;quot;Another thing that nay be hard for you is that past romantic lovers may cause confusion.&amp;quot; he stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Hello Capt&amp;#039;n Mick. Well, I need somebody who knows what I&amp;#039;m going through. That will help me more than a counselor who has no clue about Trills.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s... probably wise.&amp;quot; Aedan said softly as he looked down then back up at her.  &amp;quot;I... well officially we have not meet have we?  New you and all I guess it is proper, it is a pleasure to meet you Anu.&amp;quot; he said, it was clear he was effected sharply by all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu took his hand with both of hers and clung to it with a sad expression. At that moment she became aware of what Aedan and she had lost, even if the memories were very fresh in her mind. It was... so confusing. &amp;quot;Oh Aedan.&amp;quot; she said in an unsteady voice, not knowing how to react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Do not feel bad, sir. Unlike many other species the memories of what you had together remain strong in a Trill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : This is for the emotional well being of the host rather than the symbiont.in time if the host chooses to marry those who were closest to her for she will be truly in a bond that will only be broken by the spouse or her passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I...&amp;quot; he was usually such a smooth talker, could get in and out of any situation no problem.  This was new to him, he wasn&amp;#039;t sure if he loved Sham... but he was very fond of her... perhaps in time he might have falling in love, but that would have been trouble if he had.  &amp;quot;I promised her I would be here for you, for anything you needed... I intend to keep that promise.&amp;quot; he finally said, it felt weird offering himself to her like this.  What did it mean... he wasn&amp;#039;t sure.  His line of work would conflict with a lot of Anu&amp;#039;s job as governor, but he wasn&amp;#039;t going to back down from his promise.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Aedan Teller&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Governors Office, Post EOC on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier appreciated the honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Well Governor I have a bad habit of not realizing the personal side of things. Im sorry as I know, from the little I do know, that you have had a rough few days. Im happy I have been able to help out in that time with running the EOC and stabilizing the situation somewhat. As for honesty I agree. Im used to a Captain and First Officer relationship. Its close and if one works with a CO long enough they can read each others intentions. However there is always the subordinate to superior ranking officer relationship first. Im not sure if I can really get too far away from that right now even though I imagine our relationship is not, or maybe should not, be exactly that way. As you can see I am not altogether comfortable calling you by your first name yet.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu listened silently, still smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I agree we need to be straight forward with each other. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. However with that said I feel I must tell you something. SF sent me here with clear intentions. I suppose they would want me to not say this but I will anyway. They feel a SF presence, at the highest level of OED, must be maintained. It was my general impression they did not like, even though they except, that the new Governor of Oed was to be a civilian. I personally agree with the choice. Oed needs civilian governorship just like any democratic city does. Military governorship of a civilian populace in a time of peace is not a Federation policy nor should be.&amp;quot; He added. &amp;quot; However I do believe that Oed needs a strong SF presence and as such the Lt. Gov position makes sense. Personally Im still wondering why I was asked. Im a Starship Captain. Not a politician. I see things from the business end of getting things done professionally and by the rules if at all possible. I suppose that SFC likes that and figured they didnt want a politician type who may look out for themselves first. One thing I do want you to know though. I am a SF man and if SFC gives me orders I will follow all lawful orders as long as they dont needlessly endanger civilian lives.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier knew this is where the issue would be so why not get it out. If SFC called and told him that a threat was inbound and he was to seal the colony off he would do it first and then tell the Governor. If the Governor had other wishes then she could exercise her lawful powers after the fact and he would obey them. However he would not disobey a lawful SFC order. However he would always defer to her if there was time to do so. He had no intention of becoming a puppet for SFC on any whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu considered his words and decided she liked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I was aware of that, but I&amp;#039;m glad you&amp;#039;re straightforward about it. I share your views about what Oed needs. And maybe you were asked for all those reasons, maybe another reason was that you have more potential in you than you realise yourself. Being a politician has a bad reputation nowadays, but it can be highly rewarding. I however, didn&amp;#039;t need another politician at my side. I am enough Politician for both of us. What I need and indeed what Oed needs, is a protector.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : at that her face turned serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you have heard from your Fleet Commander about the Shadow Syndicate? The one that is attacking Starfleet Officers and indeed also others with a background in Intelligence? I have reason to believe that the head of this syndicate is hiding somewhere on Oed.&amp;quot; she said, rubbing her foreahead as if she had a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I was told not to much more than what you just told me about this conspiracy. It seems there is little reliable information out there. The assassination attempt seems full of potential in that direction but then again Adm. Sylvester had plenty of people who may have wanted him dead too. Intel is not always the cleanest or even the most ethical paths and officer can travel. You said you have reason but does that equate to information?&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well, not hard proof. I am well acquainted though with a member of Starfleet Intelligence. Merely because we used to take our breaks together. When he heard I had beep appointed Governor of Oed he told me what he believes to be true... he was worried for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: And now, even I am worried. You see...&amp;quot; she wanted to say more, but suddenly a weird change came over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: She lost her held-back almost regal bearing, instead she crossed her legs and leaned forward slowly. Her expression became sly and flirty and the grin cheeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Anu is an innocent woman but Sham you see, Sham knows a lot about the underbelly of Oed. Sham&amp;#039;s secondary occupation next to owning a bar was being a smuggler. Zar&amp;#039;s former host was a Starfleet Officer, so Sham knew the protocol and how to circumvent it. In fact we know a lot about Starfleet Intel, and as soon as this Shadow Syndicate looks into Zar&amp;#039;s previous&amp;#039; host&amp;#039;s backgrounds Anu will be a target too.&amp;quot; she said in a voice that was a bit higher than Anu&amp;#039;s usual deep velvet voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier was taken back for a second and then remembered that the Governor had just been Joined. He imagined that this was Sham&amp;#039;s personality or memory that had came forward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Then she burried her head in her hands shortly and when she leaned back she was back to herself, looking tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; she said in her own deep voice. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s... not easy.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s ok Governor. Im well aware of Trill biology. I have been told that the first weeks are the hardest. Im not sure I could handle it as well as you have. However Sham has a point. Im still concerned that there is no one actually offering evidence as to their existence or actions. Its sounding more like a conspiracy theory than a reality. All we have is someone who is targeting Intel officers and frankly there could be a lot of people with that motivation. Many of which who have no other motives than to eliminate a branch of SF service that has a long and complicated history, and not always the best.&amp;quot; Xavier said. &amp;quot;Im looking for a wider net and not seeing it yet. For all we know this was a single contract against the Adm. and not connected to anything else.I really need to see more info before I can say I see a wider conspiracy.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was a realist and pragmatic. Bring him evidence and he would act on it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 12:58:24 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Governors Office, Post EOC on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Governors Office, Post EOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Xavier had finally had some time to rest after the hectic first days of the crisis he had walked into. In fact he had not even settled into the role of Lt. Gov of one of the largest colonies in the Federation. He had been acting like what he had been doing as a Starship Commander. He was handling a crisis in a command and control environment. Not that he was completely arguing. It was what he did best and what he enjoyed. He had hoped Oed had been in better shape but neglect had left the major colony running more or less on its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Strange as it seemed he had not even met the new Gov yet. Since her surgery he had been the &amp;quot;one in charge&amp;quot; of operations. He was learning very quickly that a major city was quite more of a task to run than even a Starship. As the State of Emergency was lifted and the cities usual machines of industry, commercial,and government hummed to life so did the endless request for resources, information and just bureaucratic mess. Thank the stars for the Aide that had arrived for the Gov. He had set him to work on Admin things and probably was breaking civilian work laws for how many hours he had been keeping him at work. Fortunately for Xavier the young man was a Lt in SF and as such was subject to the orders of his superior. In a crisis situation that meant there were no work rules. Oh well he would apologize later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He walked up to the desk where the Gov&amp;#039;s secretary was sitting. By now she knew him and he knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;She is expecting me. I assume she is in.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The blond Risan PA looked up at him with her stunningly big brown bambi eyes. How a Risan woman by the name of Cherry Blossom had managed to get a PA role of that kind was one of the mysteries of the Government Tower employees - all 120 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Yes of course Captain Xavier.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s only her first day out of the hospital and she already had quite a few visitors. She acts... weird sometimes.&amp;quot; and then Cherry lowered her voice &amp;quot;I think it&amp;#039;s all those previous hosts in her head.&amp;quot; she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : After all he was the Lt. Gov and not a visitor. So he was not so much asking permission to enter as confirming the fact that she was in so he could enter. He waited for the answer though out of respect before he walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : As he walked in, he entered the biggest office he had so far been in (he hasn&amp;#039;t seen his own yet I presume). The complete opposite wall was made of glass and, being on the top floor, it offered a phenomenal view over the city. Otherwise the office was as of yet sparcely furnished. There was one huge desk in the middle, with one big chair behind and two in front. In the corners stood a few potted plants and a few cardboard boxes in various states of unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : A tall, lean woman stood in front of those glass panes, her well-shaped back to him. She had thick, red, chin-length hair and her hands that were clasped behind her back were fisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : When she heard the sound of him entering she gave a brief look over her shoulder to see who had entered and that one look was extremely emotional. As if she was in pain, her blue eyes seemed shiny, her slim, red lips pressed close. But it was only one brief look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : As he approached, he saw her shoulder muscles harden, and then she turned around, giving him an even smile that was worthy of a postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : With graceful long strides she rounded her desk and offered him her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Captain Xavier. It is a pleasure to meet you.&amp;quot; she said in a deep, soft voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier was still wearing his uniform and had slept little. Always the professional he found time to at least shave before the meeting. The woman seemed upset or worried or something but it was a passing look and nothing of it remained seconds later. She looked well, like an executive and a woman all in one. Which she was. He took her hand and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Governor Zar it is good to meet you finally. Im thinking this is not the way most Chief Executives and the second in charge usually start off. However that is as it is. It seems that we have had our hands full. Would you like a brief or has the good Lt. already gotten you up to speed?&amp;quot; He said referring to the Aide de Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Anu nodded, looking into his eyes as if trying to see beyond. Her eyes were dark blue. &amp;quot;In a minute. First of all... I&amp;#039;m glad that we finally meet too. Needless to say, I had planned this completely differently, but as you said. It is as it is.&amp;quot; she took a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;You are a gentleman not to ask me how I am, shortly after my release from the hospital. But between us there can be no secrets, not ever. The truth is that I can pull myself together and be myself for a few hours each day, but it is hard. I am, sadly, not the woman anymore you would have met a few days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : then a tentative smile spread over her slim red lips. &amp;quot;But you can still call me Anu. Even if there are times at the moment, where I&amp;#039;m not sure myself if that&amp;#039;s my name.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : She had pondered pulling on her professional business side with him like she had for all the others. Maybe it wasn&amp;#039;t a good idea to show him her weak spots. But then, if there was something wrong with her, he would need to govern Oed and if they wanted to tackle the many tasks ahead of them, they needed to be a team. And in a good team people knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier appreciated the honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Well Governor I have a bad habit of not realizing the personal side of things. Im sorry as I know, from the little I do know, that you have had a rough few days. Im happy I have been able to help out in that time with running the EOC and stabilizing the situation somewhat. As for honesty I agree. Im used to a Captain and First Officer relationship. Its close and if one works with a CO long enough they can read each others intentions. However there is always the subordinate to superior ranking officer relationship first. Im not sure if I can really get too far away from that right now even though I imagine our relationship is not, or maybe should not, be exactly that way. As you can see I am not altogether comfortable calling you by your first name yet.&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu listened silently, still smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I agree we need to be straight forward with each other. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. However with that said I feel I must tell you something. SF sent me here with clear intentions. I suppose they would want me to not say this but I will anyway. They feel a SF presence, at the highest level of OED, must be maintained. It was my general impression they did not like, even though they except, that the new Governor of Oed was to be a civilian. I personally agree with the choice. Oed needs civilian governorship just like any democratic city does. Military governorship of a civilian populace in a time of peace is not a Federation policy nor should be.&amp;quot; He added. &amp;quot; However I do believe that Oed needs a strong SF presence and as such the Lt. Gov position makes sense. Personally Im still wondering why I was asked. Im a Starship Captain. Not a politician. I see things from the business end of getting things done professionally and by the rules if at all possible. I suppose that SFC likes that and figured they didnt want a politician type who may look out for themselves first. One thing I do want you to know though. I am a SF man and if SFC gives me orders I will follow all lawful orders as long as they dont needlessly endanger civilian lives.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier knew this is where the issue would be so why not get it out. If SFC called and told him that a threat was inbound and he was to seal the colony off he would do it first and then tell the Governor. If the Governor had other wishes then she could exercise her lawful powers after the fact and he would obey them. However he would not disobey a lawful SFC order. However he would always defer to her if there was time to do so. He had no intention of becoming a puppet for SFC on any whim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu considered his words and decided she liked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I was aware of that, but I&amp;#039;m glad you&amp;#039;re straightforward about it. I share your views about what Oed needs. And maybe you were asked for all those reasons, maybe another reason was that you have more potential in you than you realise yourself. Being a politician has a bad reputation nowadays, but it can be highly rewarding. I however, didn&amp;#039;t need another politician at my side. I am enough Politician for both of us. What I need and indeed what Oed needs, is a protector.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : at that her face turned serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you have heard from your Fleet Commander about the Shadow Syndicate? The one that is attacking Starfleet Officers and indeed also others with a background in Intelligence? I have reason to believe that the head of this syndicate is hiding somewhere on Oed.&amp;quot; she said, rubbing her foreahead as if she had a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I was told not to much more than what you just told me about this conspiracy. It seems there is little reliable information out there. The assassination attempt seems full of potential in that direction but then again Adm. Sylvester had plenty of people who may have wanted him dead too. Intel is not always the cleanest or even the most ethical paths and officer can travel. You said you have reason but does that equate to information?&amp;quot; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well, not hard proof. I am well acquainted though with a member of Starfleet Intelligence. Merely because we used to take our breaks together. When he heard I had beep appointed Governor of Oed he told me what he believes to be true... he was worried for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : And now, even I am worried. You see...&amp;quot; she wanted to say more, but suddenly a weird change came over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : She lost her held-back almost regal bearing, instead she crossed her legs and leaned forward slowly. Her expression became sly and flirty and the grin cheeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Anu is an innocent woman but Sham you see, Sham knows a lot about the underbelly of Oed. Sham&amp;#039;s secondary occupation next to owning a bar was being a smuggler. Zar&amp;#039;s former host was a Starfleet Officer, so Sham knew the protocol and how to circumvent it. In fact we know a lot about Starfleet Intel, and as soon as this Shadow Syndicate looks into Zar&amp;#039;s previous&amp;#039; host&amp;#039;s backgrounds Anu will be a target too.&amp;quot; she said in a voice that was a bit higher than Anu&amp;#039;s usual deep velvet voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier was taken back for a second and then remembered that the Governor had just been Joined. He imagined that this was Sham&amp;#039;s personality or memory that had came forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Then she burried her head in her hands shortly and when she leaned back she was back to herself, looking tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; she said in her own deep voice. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s... not easy.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s ok Governor. Im well aware of Trill biology. I have been told that the first weeks are the hardest. Im not sure I could handle it as well as you have. However Sham has a point. Im still concerned that there is no one actually offering evidence as to their existence or actions. Its sounding more like a conspiracy theory than a reality. All we have is someone who is targeting Intel officers and frankly there could be a lot of people with that motivation. Many of which who have no other motives than to eliminate a branch of SF service that has a long and complicated history, and not always the best.&amp;quot; Xavier said. &amp;quot;Im looking for a wider net and not seeing it yet. For all we know this was a single contract against the Adm. and not connected to anything else.I really need to see more info before I can say I see a wider conspiracy.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He was a realist and pragmatic. Bring him evidence and he would act on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 12:59:09 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp; DHs! on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547658</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Dr Netta Brightman (Hospital Chief of Staff) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Ensign Thomas Remington (Chief Medical Officer) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Tyra Schroll (Chief of Engineering &amp;amp;amp; Operations) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Joseph Karlson (Police Chief) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Preston Longstreet  (Chief of Security) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Parker Xavier (Lt. Governor) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by NESSIE  (Platform/Colony Systems Interface) in Emergency Ops Center, Gov Building - DH meeting for all Chiefs &amp;amp;amp; DHs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Ok on an Administrative level how is the colony functioning. Are all things operating as usual or do we have service interruptions?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Im also wondering in all the chaos how is it that SF already knows so much. Who informed them and when. Also what is their response? Are we getting assistance in any manner?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : He was hitting the young Lt. with some tough questions but he wanted everyone to give him everything they had and the status. He might as well  start off right with the Lt so he didnt have to do it every time he asked for a briefing around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Not to interrupt but obviously I am. I can say for a fact there is service interruptions. I declared a State of Emergency so I dont think anyone is applying for marriage licenses right about now.&amp;quot; Longstreet cut in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : What did the Captain think? They had all been sitting on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Jamie smiled slightly at the Chief of Security before turning to the Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The Commander is quite correct, Sir.  Currently the main effort in the Government Headquarters is to get a grip of the situation and ensure essential services are operationally.  If that means that the local seven-eleven is not open, so be it.&amp;quot; he said firmly, yet oddly politely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;As for Starfleet Command, I left Ensign Mayweather speaking to an Admiral there, as I was called away.  I can have him report here if required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : A soft scottish voice cut in from the various comm badges and speakers in-bedded into the rooms walls, =/\= I have sent a transmission to Starfleet Command of our situation Captain....I believe that is in part the reason for Leftennant Pfaff&amp;#039;s arrival via Ranger bomber.... =/\= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : NESSIE&amp;#039;s ghostly avatar appeared on a nearby LCARS wall, the small Plesiosaurus seemed to stare at the room but everyone knew it was just a machine...it couldn&amp;#039;t really stare...it looked pointedly at Pfaff for a moment to indicate who the person was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= I believe Leftennant Schroll is attempting to stabilise the damaged buildings near the blast site of the assassination attempt. Both Starfleet and Oed V police forces have secured the scene but the panic caused by this has spread to the colony...=/\= said NESSIE bringing up a small map of the affected area on Oed V&amp;#039;s city wide map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : NESSIE also brought up a few images of panicked people near the site of the blast, though thankfully there appeared to be little if any injured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= I am unable to give a number of casualties but perhaps Doctor Brightman can...=/\= NESSIE said looking towards the new Chief of Staff at Sacred Heart Hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : - NESSIE, Annoying computer thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Just figured I&amp;#039;d do a quick update for everyone though feel free to amend if the Silly silly Nessie that I am got it wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : - Al&amp;#039;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Xavier looked at the Lt. He then turned his attention to Longstreet. He expected this to man to be the most &amp;quot;Starfleet&amp;quot; of them all but had a feeling he was not a by the book guy. Still at least he had declared a State of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Longstreet got the hint well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sir we had an attack on the outgoing Gov., who happens to be a pretty high up there guy in SF and an Adm. to boot. There were two shooters or at least we know of only two. The lead shooter appears to have set up the other shooter to be the fall guy or girl. That one is Andorian or at least looked Andorian. Lab results will tell us that soon. Unfortunately we know little to nothing so far about the primary assassin who had got away clean about the time he/she blew the building up that the Andorian was conveniently located on. Were not sure of the explosive used, or at least Im not sure yet, but it caused a lot of damage in the city block where it was detonated. The Chief of Police and I are both working on the case but admittedly he may be more informed than me right now because I have had to do a lot of military like actions to safeguard other sensitive personnel and areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : I declared a State of emergency hours ago but in a city this size, and with my diminished resources, its mostly voluntary. We catch someone outside then we detain them but overall most are obeying the &amp;quot;Stay in your Homes&amp;quot; order. The Police are helping with that as well. All non essential services are closed, such as banks, schools ect...&amp;quot; He finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Longstreet knew this mans type. He wanted the facts, brief and clear, nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Longstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC: Lets move around the table now. Maybe the Police Chief could go next and then engineering or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;right, unfortunately there isn&amp;#039;t much to tell about this, I am setting up an investigation on this, it does have three fronts at this moment&amp;quot; The large man started talking &amp;quot;The firs one is the crime scene and everything around it, Commander Longstreet was in charge of that scene when I left to calm the populace down, the second is the investigation on the assassins themselves, the only lead we have on them is the remains of the assassin who blew himself up, then the third is the investigation on the background of the victims of the shooting, I will of course need access to the Old governors files as soon as possible&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Police Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Whatever I can release to you I will. Given his Intel status it may be hard to get everything. Very good Chief. Next.&amp;quot; Xavier said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He liked the Chief of Police brief. Clear and to the point. The man looked like death warmed over but he had done this all before and knew the ropes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Xavier (Lt. Gov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Tyra listened as the others spoke, she was still compiling data on the buildings and trying to determine with the civilian architects to determine what the damage was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The video message from K.J. had been a welcome distraction. He was still on a distant newly discovered planet where an intelligent race of chimpanzees had been discovered. Untrusting of the &amp;quot;bald ones&amp;quot;, they were open to talks with Remington&amp;#039;s Lemur friend, who also happened to be a Starfleet ambassador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : By the time the message came to him about an important meeting for &amp;quot;Department Heads&amp;quot;, he had once again become frazzled about the recent goings on in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I guess they&amp;#039;ve finally gotten around to figuring out my punishment&amp;quot; Thomas said to himself, as he found the nearest transporter pad and transported to the location of the meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : When he arrived, a fascinating discussion on architecture was taking place, though the information on the nearby vid screen indicated the recent discussion had been about martial law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Tyra looked up as Thomas came in she was lost in thought about the recent happenings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Thomas, confused as ever as to why he was even here, took a seat next to a charming, petite blonde with long flowing hair and a noticeable scar on her arm. With all the dermal regeneration techniques available in modern times, he knew right away that the scar meant something, something very deep, possibly even a dark secret that the Lieutenant didn&amp;#039;t want forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tyra looked over &amp;quot;Welcome to the party.&amp;quot;  She said looking back up at him, her implant working to focus on him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The medical Ensign slid down in his chair. Being a full foot and more taller than the woman in the yellow Star-Fleet uniform, which he just assumed represented Engineering, although he was not dismissing the possibility of Security, he didn&amp;#039;t want to appear disrespectful by towering over her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : She had noticed him when he walked in, of course, but now she once again appeared to be lost in deep thought. Thomas often envied Betazoids, because right now, besides his lemur best friend, the only thing on his mind was wondering what was going on inside that delightful cranium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -Ensign Thomas Remington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;How are you doing today?&amp;quot;  She asked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Frazzled, I suppose, gobsmacked, whimmyjammed, but hey, I&amp;#039;m not in a brig, so things are looking up. Still don&amp;#039;t know why I&amp;#039;m here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The physician extended his hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Thomas.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Netta didn&amp;#039;t want to come across as a wimp, but being surrounded by these Type-A personalities was difficult. Sure, she had dealt with a lot at hospital board meetings, but this was a totally foreign situation. She wasn&amp;#039;t naturally assertive outside of the hospital, and they were all a little intimidating - her heart inexplicably pounded. Well, not inexplicably... she knew full well the reason and cursed her own incompetence. Still, she just had to sit and wait her turn and try to absorb what was happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Netta Brightman, Hospital Chief of Staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Ensign Thomas Remington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mrs. Brightman you are next. Can you give me any information, positive, negative or even neutral as to injuries, or concerns over the terrorist attack. This includes all aspects your hospital has experienced or might experience due to it. We need to know if we are handling it well or if more resources are needed.&amp;quot; Xavier asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Xavier )Lt. Gov)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;As Sharzak finished his delightful meeting with Governor Zar, an apparently newly attached Trill, he began his duties as Chief of Mining Operations. He first duty would be to analyze quotas and supply routes, view a list of customers, and revamp trade routes. But first, he needed to consult with Starfleet. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As he entered the station from his shuttle in the airlock, he tried to contact the Port Lieutenant. Apparently, she was not there. Before he&amp;#039;d begin examining quotas, he judged it would be best to consult with Captain Xavier about the Starfleet Code of Conduct at Port. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sharzak never understood why Starfleet had so many rules. This was also one of the reasons he declined his honorary appointment as a Lieutenant Junior Grade on board U.S.S Surprise. It was a great position: a science officer specializing in geology, surveying planets for new minerals and offering suggestions for construction teams. Great pay too. But he couldn&amp;#039;t stand regulation after regulation. This was above him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reman society, though aristocratic and highly based on timocracy, was mostly anarchistic The Reman religion commanded its followers to respect their lords, so much so that the latter did not even need to enforce their will through police. Lords mostly analyzed transgressions on a case-to-case basis. Their word was law. and every Arrsan-fearing Reman followed it. Their were some cases of tyranny, but often more just lords would overthrow the tyrannical ones, and justice was done as such.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fun fact: Remans were unigender. There was no such thing as a Reman man or Reman woman. Remans would become pregnant every 2 years, as their metabolism could hold nutrients to produce and offspring. Remans called their parents &amp;quot;Parent&amp;quot; rather than mother or father.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As Sharzak arrived near Captain Xavier&amp;#039;s office, he tidied his suit, and rang the chime.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
Sharzak, CoMO&lt;br /&gt;
Sharzak then arrived at Captain Xavier&amp;#039;s office. He&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster Q&amp;amp;#039;ueeny (Good GM) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Tindon flipped the switch to his open sign got his drinks ready and waited for customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Within one hour his place was almost full, only a few chairs had not yet been occupied. The general mood of the crowd was relieved. The crisis was over and life went back to normal for Oedies, except they now had a new Government. But hey, that was usual in a way as well. There were already bets on as to how long the current duo would last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : A tall woman in a hooded robe came in at one point and sat herself on a bar stool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Gimme a Trill Ocean.&amp;quot; she said, catching a strand of her red hair and pinning it back under the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Unknown lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : (sorry for late post) Tindon walked over to the lady, &amp;quot;Coming right up.&amp;quot; He said then served the drink, &amp;quot;So what brings you here? Oh, and can you take off that hood? I&amp;#039;ve had a recent... accident that doesn&amp;#039;t allow me to not be able to see my customers.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: She lifted her head so far that he had a good view what was below the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The new Governor&amp;#039;s face had been all over Oed&amp;#039;s news system the last view weeks and there was probably nobody left who didn&amp;#039;t know who the woman with the red hair, the blue eyes and the Trill spots in her face was. And she was right now looking at him with a plea in her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m nobody, really. I just want some peace and quiet. Could I please leave the hood on?&amp;quot; she asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tindon appeared unphased as he answered, &amp;quot;Well of course, I wouldn&amp;#039;t want to trouble a lady as pretty as you.&amp;quot; he leaned into the bar, &amp;quot;So what brings someone as,&amp;quot; he lowered his voice, &amp;quot;Distinguished as you to my humble abode?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 16:24:47 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>&quot;The Barrel&quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW! on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Q&amp;amp;#039;ueeny (Good GM) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Tindon flipped the switch to his open sign got his drinks ready and waited for customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Within one hour his place was almost full, only a few chairs had not yet been occupied. The general mood of the crowd was relieved. The crisis was over and life went back to normal for Oedies, except they now had a new Government. But hey, that was usual in a way as well. There were already bets on as to how long the current duo would last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : A tall woman in a hooded robe came in at one point and sat herself on a bar stool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Gimme a Trill Ocean.&amp;quot; she said, catching a strand of her red hair and pinning it back under the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Unknown lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : (sorry for late post) Tindon walked over to the lady, &amp;quot;Coming right up.&amp;quot; He said then served the drink, &amp;quot;So what brings you here? Oh, and can you take off that hood? I&amp;#039;ve had a recent... accident that doesn&amp;#039;t allow me to not be able to see my customers.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : She lifted her head so far that he had a good view what was below the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The new Governor&amp;#039;s face had been all over Oed&amp;#039;s news system the last view weeks and there was probably nobody left who didn&amp;#039;t know who the woman with the red hair, the blue eyes and the Trill spots in her face was. And she was right now looking at him with a plea in her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m nobody, really. I just want some peace and quiet. Could I please leave the hood on?&amp;quot; she asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tindon appeared unphased as he answered, &amp;quot;Well of course, I wouldn&amp;#039;t want to trouble a lady as pretty as you.&amp;quot; he leaned into the bar, &amp;quot;So what brings,&amp;quot; he lowered his voice, &amp;quot;the govener to my humble abode?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just a bit of re-phrasing. -Fred&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 18:15:25 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&#039;s room  on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547702</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room (attn: anu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Capt&amp;amp;#039;n Mick (Counselor &amp;amp;amp; Coach) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Anu Danann (Governor) in Sacred Heart Hospital - Governor&amp;amp;#039;s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu was lying in her bed. It had been five days now since she had gotten joined with Zar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : The first day after she had regained consciousness had been pure horror. She hadn&amp;#039;t known herself anymore. The memories of six lives, both male and female had clouded her mind and she had lost her own identity in them, not knowing whether her name was Anu, Damien, Darla or Shamera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But she had surfaced in the end. She had always had a strong mind and she was much older than the youngsters who got trained for joining and got joined. She remembered hers sister all too vividly. So young, so unknowing what a joining really meant. And now she was not her little sweet sister Ara anymore. She was Ara Kers, joined with the Kers symbiont and a totally different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : It always hurt thinking about Ara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But Anu was 38, not 23 anymore and in the last four days she had lain silently in her bed, recovering from the operation and regaining herself. Whenever there was a memory that was not her own, a recolleciton, a sudden weird character trait that didn&amp;#039;t belong to her or a thought or emotion that wasn&amp;#039;t founded in her own past, she pushed it away with all her mental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Yes, she was Anu Danann, not Anu Zar! She would master this .... joining thing. And now it was time to meet her.... number one... as the Starfleeters said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-18&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar (though still not realising it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was finally able to come to the new governor&amp;#039;s room. He knocked on the door and asked &amp;quot;Permission to enter.&amp;quot; now aided by two canes. His own progress was extremely slow, from his prospective, because the antenna helped with balance and equilibrium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-17&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-16&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Hm, maybe you should postpone your entry a bit. I don&amp;#039;t know what Zar remembers of you from when he was in Sham, because we&amp;#039;re just playing this out in the other thread. This one was intended for Anu to finally meet her new Lt. Gov ;-)  Jules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mick was not granted the audience by the new host. She was now a governor and that was a task in and of itself let alone the transition - the emotional bonding which was sometimes very difficult. He would be back in a couple of days. Maybe then he could talk to her or possibly all the personalities that would make up her being when she fully embraced then and learned the strength and weakness of each one to keep here emotionally stable for as long as they were joined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Ok, now that Sham died, we can continue here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Finally the nurse informed Mick that Anu Danann, or Anu Zar as she would have to be called now, was ready to receive visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : When he came in he saw Anu lying there for the first time. And she looked completely different to Sham. Sham had been medium height, with a very sexy body draped in black leather to accentuate the sexiness. She had had blond, short spiked hair, full lips and green eyes and she looked approachable, like somebody with whom you could have all sorts of fun. She hadn&amp;#039;t been beautiful as such, but her charm had made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Anu on the other hand was tall and her figure was more elegant and sinuous rather than voluptuous. She had thick red hair that fell below her chin and her eyes were deep blue. She had high cheek bones, slim, well formed lips and an almost serious expression that made her look something like an aristocrat. And she was beautiful in the common sense. It was impossible to imagine that Sham was now part of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Those deep blue eyes looked at Mick with an unspoken question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Aedan didn&amp;#039;t enter at first, he stood outside the door almost pondering if he should come in or not.  Sham... she knew who he was as well.  As much as she might be afraid of what Alex would do, this woman knew some of his nefarious secrets too.  Granted Aedan hadn&amp;#039;t killed anyone... important... that Sham knew at least.  All in all Aedan wasn&amp;#039;t a psychopath either, he had a skill set he was very very good at, lying stealing cheating... he could sell a Ferengi his own lantium back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : He wondered if he should go all the way in, how much did this Anu realize yet... how quick did it take effect,  though her eyes seemed to catch Aedan as he stayed just at the edge of her view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : There was a moment after the joining of a symbiont with a new host, when the new host experienced all memories, thoughts, emotions and recollections of all life times of all previous hosts almost at once. In this moment the new host either lost him-or herself in all that and lost his/her own identity, or he/she managed to see through it and re-insert a completely new identity. The identity of joined host&amp;amp;symbiont. In the first case, the joining would not complete itself, the symbiont would have to be removed and the host would survive, but with a severe psychological trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Anu had this exact moment when she looked into the eyes of Mick, whom she had never seen before, yet she remembered seeing him through Sham&amp;#039;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Richard Zar, Science Professor - Darla Zar, cook - John Zar, counselor - Damien Zar, fighter pilot - Kalisha Zar, Starfleet CNS - Shamera Zar, bartender and now Anu Danann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Seven life times of experiences, memories and emotions bombarded Anu&amp;#039;s mind and she fought to sort it all out, while tears were running down her cheeks without her even noticing. Where was she? Who was she? Was she even a she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Anu?&amp;quot; Aedan said as he turned the corner, looking her in the eyes for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Welcome back&amp;quot; the Andorian said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: pssst, you were already inside the room, see above ;) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Tears ran down from her wide open blue eyes, yet she didn&amp;#039;t make a sound and wasn&amp;#039;t crying. Silently she just stretched out her hand for Aedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Aedan took her hand, his emotions seemed to be bubbling just under the surface.  He lost Sham and gained her back... but not really he told himself.  This wasn&amp;#039;t her, yet it was all the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : It was him. Anu didn&amp;#039;t know this man at all, had never touched him or seen him, but she remembered having sex with him. Better sex in fact than she had ever had in her life... her life as Anu. Anu had always been about work. She had had a few boyfriends, but as soon as they started to demand more time with her or some form of commitment that influenced her work, she had left them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : But Sham, Zar&amp;#039;s last host... her memories were so fresh in Anu&amp;#039;s mind. She remembered how Aedan looked naked.. how... she.. Sham had done things with him that Anu hadn&amp;#039;t even known were possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Anu blushed visibly below her silent tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a pleasure.&amp;quot; he said softly, he held a hand out wiping away a few tears from her face then moving his hand back quickly.  He wasn&amp;#039;t sure but that felt wrong, he shouldn&amp;#039;t have done that he told himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick understood the tenderness of the moment and quietly excused himself. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll give you some time to get reacquainted. I will just be outside.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;No, please don&amp;#039;t go.&amp;quot; Anu exclaimed. &amp;quot;You are a counselor right? I will need a counselor more than anything else in the days to come. I realise that because... because two of Zar&amp;#039;s former hosts have been counselors as well. So.... I know I&amp;#039;m in trouble.&amp;quot; she finished with a small voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Anu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick turn to face the woman in the bed. &amp;quot;I am not a true counselor. I was a merchant captain and have dealt with the process you are going through with a couple of my crew. I will guide you if you wish, ma&amp;#039;am.&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Capt&amp;#039;n Mick.&amp;quot; he said leaning on his cane. &amp;quot;just call me when you are in need of assistance.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;You are more than likely getting to know a little about your past host, their strengths and weakness. If you do not fight it the process will be much smoother and in the end you will be able to use the guidance of then to help you through your day to day governorship.&amp;quot;he respectfully added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He walked back to the chair. &amp;quot;Another thing that nay be hard for you is that past romantic lovers may cause confusion.&amp;quot; he stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu nodded. &amp;quot;Hello Capt&amp;#039;n Mick. Well, I need somebody who knows what I&amp;#039;m going through. That will help me more than a counselor who has no clue about Trills.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s... probably wise.&amp;quot; Aedan said softly as he looked down then back up at her.  &amp;quot;I... well officially we have not meet have we?  New you and all I guess it is proper, it is a pleasure to meet you Anu.&amp;quot; he said, it was clear he was effected sharply by all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Anu took his hand with both of hers and clung to it with a sad expression. At that moment she became aware of what Aedan and she had lost, even if the memories were very fresh in her mind. It was... so confusing. &amp;quot;Oh Aedan.&amp;quot; she said in an unsteady voice, not knowing how to react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Do not feel bad, sir. Unlike many other species the memories of what you had together remain strong in a Trill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : This is for the emotional well being of the host rather than the symbiont.in time if the host chooses to marry those who were closest to her for she will be truly in a bond that will only be broken by the spouse or her passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I...&amp;quot; he was usually such a smooth talker, could get in and out of any situation no problem.  This was new to him, he wasn&amp;#039;t sure if he loved Sham... but he was very fond of her... perhaps in time he might have falling in love, but that would have been trouble if he had.  &amp;quot;I promised her I would be here for you, for anything you needed... I intend to keep that promise.&amp;quot; he finally said, it felt weird offering himself to her like this.  What did it mean... he wasn&amp;#039;t sure.  His line of work would conflict with a lot of Anu&amp;#039;s job as governor, but he wasn&amp;#039;t going to back down from his promise.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Aedan Teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mick felt like the proverbial fly on the wall. He sat quitely and watched uncomfortablely.&lt;br /&gt;
Capt&amp;#039;n Mick&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 18:55:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547737</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talon ran his hand over the box, curious, but also cautious, only a fool leapt without first checking the water, he turned his head back to the shadow &amp;quot;The path of totality eh?&amp;quot; He smiled, a cold smile &amp;quot;How every poetic, you&amp;#039;re quite the dramatic fellow aren&amp;#039;t you&amp;quot; he cocked his head to the side, looking two the thugs on either side of him &amp;quot;You two seem oddly ok with all this, all chatty a moment ago, now....well look at you, all passive and what not...that&amp;#039;s not normal behaviour at all&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He walked around the box and smiled &amp;quot;To hell with it&amp;quot; he lifted the lid.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Betazoid.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:41:11 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Talon Onarka</dc:creator>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Talon ran his hand over the box, curious, but also cautious, only a fool leapt without first checking the water, he turned his head back to the shadow &amp;quot;The path of totality eh?&amp;quot; He smiled, a cold smile &amp;quot;How every poetic, you&amp;#039;re quite the dramatic fellow aren&amp;#039;t you&amp;quot; he cocked his head to the side, looking two the thugs on either side of him &amp;quot;You two seem oddly ok with all this, all chatty a moment ago, now....well look at you, all passive and what not...that&amp;#039;s not normal behaviour at all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He walked around the box and smiled &amp;quot;To hell with it&amp;quot; he lifted the lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With the chest open an odor would fill the room, as several heads of the Syndicate seemed to be in there, his employers and many other big wigs, at least six heads in the large crate, on the lid it held a note that read turn around.  A curious sensation would have occurred at the same time, the lid had small needles when open that should have pierced Talon&amp;#039;s flesh, poison filling him slowly, making his movements harder and harder.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If Talon was one to do as told, he would see that there was now over five armed guards outside the office, all dressed like the front guards all aiming rifles at him.  When he turned back around there would be two more on the right and left of Shadow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You see being obvious Talon is not in my description, deception manipulation and shadows, that is where madness reigns... and true power lives.  The Syndicate are mere children with toys, thinking there purpose has meaning... filling there pockets with latinum and and their courts influence. In the end all it does it makes them targets, and easy ones at that.  I don&amp;#039;t care about intrigue or money, sometimes a man just wants to watch the world burn.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;That sensation, it&amp;#039;s harder to breath, harder to move, world getting dizzy?  All you have to do is kill them, their pockets have the antidote, kill them... what do they mean to you... they are no one.  Take what can save you.&amp;quot; what game was being played was unclear, and how Talon wanted to play it would soon be seen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Shadow/GM&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:09:45 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ssigle</dc:creator>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547751</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Talon ran his hand over the box, curious, but also cautious, only a fool leapt without first checking the water, he turned his head back to the shadow &amp;quot;The path of totality eh?&amp;quot; He smiled, a cold smile &amp;quot;How every poetic, you&amp;#039;re quite the dramatic fellow aren&amp;#039;t you&amp;quot; he cocked his head to the side, looking two the thugs on either side of him &amp;quot;You two seem oddly ok with all this, all chatty a moment ago, now....well look at you, all passive and what not...that&amp;#039;s not normal behaviour at all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He walked around the box and smiled &amp;quot;To hell with it&amp;quot; he lifted the lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: With the chest open an odor would fill the room, as several heads of the Syndicate seemed to be in there, his employers and many other big wigs, at least six heads in the large crate, on the lid it held a note that read turn around.  A curious sensation would have occurred at the same time, the lid had small needles when open that should have pierced Talon&amp;#039;s flesh, poison filling him slowly, making his movements harder and harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: If Talon was one to do as told, he would see that there was now over five armed guards outside the office, all dressed like the front guards all aiming rifles at him.  When he turned back around there would be two more on the right and left of Shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;You see being obvious Talon is not in my description, deception manipulation and shadows, that is where madness reigns... and true power lives.  The Syndicate are mere children with toys, thinking there purpose has meaning... filling there pockets with latinum and and their courts influence. In the end all it does it makes them targets, and easy ones at that.  I don&amp;#039;t care about intrigue or money, sometimes a man just wants to watch the world burn.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;That sensation, it&amp;#039;s harder to breath, harder to move, world getting dizzy?  All you have to do is kill them, their pockets have the antidote, kill them... what do they mean to you... they are no one.  Take what can save you.&amp;quot; what game was being played was unclear, and how Talon wanted to play it would soon be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talon smiled as the sensation of death crept through his body, it was a like an old friend, albeit a not especially welcome one, it took him back to Betazed, to when the Cardassians thought pumping him full of drugs would somehow make him submit, they had been wrong, and they had paid the ultimate price for their mistake.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He grinned a malicious grin and closed his eyes, the minds around him lighting up one by one, he followed the pathways in, deeper, into the darkest parts of their minds, where all the pain, all the fear and agony of life was kept, locked safely away, no species could cope with so much pain, so they hid it away, because letting it out meant death.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talon unlocked that door, each guard would suddenly feel every pain, every fear, every torment he had ever experienced, real or imagined, unleashed at once, their minds overloading and burning with the agony of an entire sub-conscious rebelling against its master, only the strongest could survive such agony, and even they would be damaged beyond repair, most simply died, screaming, begging for relief, but dying all the same.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Betazoid.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 01:43:01 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Governors Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547756</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Garrett  (Acquisitions Specialist &amp;amp;amp; Owner of &amp;amp;quot;Gomorrah House&amp;amp;quot;) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Garrett  (Acquisitions Specialist &amp;amp;amp; Owner of &amp;amp;quot;Gomorrah House&amp;amp;quot;) in Governors Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Garrett stood there looking out the glass wall of the Governor&amp;#039;s office.  He remembered when OED was a much smaller place, sort of like a small town where everyone knew, or knew of, each other.  Now it was a sprawling metropolis.  As it grew, it got more complicated but, in someways, easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : There had been no announcement of his arrival and no sound of doors opening or closing.  Garrett had entered the Governor&amp;#039;s office, as he always had, using the shadow paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Anu hadn&amp;#039;t as yet noticed his presence.  That wasn&amp;#039;t unusual.  Garrett had lost count of how many times he had stood at this &amp;#039;window&amp;#039;, just looking out, and left never making his presence known to the previous governors, or their visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : But this wasn&amp;#039;t a visit just to admire the view.  Introduction had to be made and stances determined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;This is one of the best views of OED one can find under the dome.  Don&amp;#039;t you agree?&amp;quot; Garrett asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Anu had been studying a Padd, sitting at her desk so that her back was towards the glass wall, but upon his words she darted out of the chair and stepped back, instinctively bringing a safe distance between him and herself. Her right hand went to her hip... and found nothing there. Whose instinct it was though was unclear, since Anu had never had any kind of Starfleet security training. But of course one of Zar&amp;#039;s previous hosts had and two of Zar&amp;#039;s hosts had been quite capable fighters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As Garrett knew, Anu was freshly joined and as she looked at her hip in confusion, which didn&amp;#039;t hold a phaser hoster, it was clear that she hadn&amp;#039;t yet come to terms with the six more lifetimes in her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : She looked completely different to Sham. Anu was tall and lean, she had thick, chin-length red hair and cool blue eyes. Where Sham had had raw sex-appeal, Anu had a kind of almost aristocratic beauty. If she had had pointed ears, everybody wouldn&amp;#039;t have doubted a second that she was Vulcan with her even, delicate features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Her features reminded Garrett of Lillith, but without the sensuality of the green skinned First Woman of his crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : But as she looked at him again, he saw her expression morph as she, or rather Zar&amp;#039;s memories from Sham&amp;#039;s life, recognised him. And with it her face transformed and her lids went half-mast, and one corner of her lips went up in a cheeky smile. The exact same expression Sham used to pull off so well. On Anu, it looked weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Garrett. You sneaky little...  you shouldn&amp;#039;t startle me like that. I&amp;#039;m a Governor now you know!&amp;quot; she said and put her hands on her hips, sauntering over to him in the same hip-swinging gait that had looked dead-sexy on Sham, but looked out of place on Anu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : If he had needed another hint that this joining was far from complete, he had it right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Garrett watched for a moment as she walked towards him.  Sham carried off the look and movements with a natural flow.  Anu&amp;#039;s body movements, in the unintentional shift, looked forced and unnatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Have a seat and sort your minds out before you continue.&amp;quot; Garrett said, &amp;quot;I know your shared memories give you advanced knowledge of me due to the joining, but you are not Sham and I&amp;#039;m here on business.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu looked at him for a few seconds longer and then her whole posture and mannerism changed. Sham vanished and Anu appeared. And she looked sad. She rubbed her forehead as if she had a headache. &amp;quot;You are right. It&amp;#039;s...hard. I remember you, but it is Sham&amp;#039;s memory, not mine.&amp;quot; she said and took a seat, massaging her neck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Garrett produced a data crystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;This is who you are.&amp;quot; Garrett said offering it to Anu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Anu took the crystal and put it in a reader, looking at the screen with one eye and with the other at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The crystal, once in a reader, would show Anu her life from a records point of view.  Everything that was recorded from her complete medical record, education records, and service record to the smallest things such as her first childhood purchase of a treat or toy.  Even the joys and tragedies that affected her life were in the file, including the surgical record of her recent joining.  Even the little secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Garrett waited to give her time to accept and review the data crystal if she desired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As she saw the images flying by, silent tears started running down her cheeks. Yet she didn&amp;#039;t look weak. If anything they made the woman that was the new Governor of Oed appear even stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: It was unfathomable what went on inside of her, but it had a deep impact and a smile spread slowly across her red, slim lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;This is a sample of the services I have offered to past Governors.  Would you be interested in retaining said services?  A modest periodic retainer would of course be required.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: She stopped the viewing and looked at him with a serious expression, her blue eyes locking on to his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Would it. I won&amp;#039;t deny that this crystal means a lot to me and I thank you. I wonder though at which cost it really comes. And of course I wonder how you managed to pull all this off. You see, Sham didn&amp;#039;t need to be concerned about the underlying reasons, but I have to be.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett smiled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This crystal only serves to help you get an idea of the scope and reach of my network.  I acquire information and sell it at a high price.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett walked back over to the window.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I consider this place to be home.  Problems at home can cause me stress and I don&amp;#039;t like stress.  Certain pieces of information might come to my attention that you might find necessary in keeping the stress to a minimum but, I am a business man first.  If you choose to keep me on retainer as Symon had, then if such a piece of information comes to my attention, I will  be duty bound to bring it to you.  If you choose a pay as you go option then you would have to pay my normal fees should I choose to bring something to you or you come looking yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Garrett&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 04:10:36 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Government Tower - Aide de Camp&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547764</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Kazuma Nagashima (Sushi Chef) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Kazuma Nagashima (Sushi Chef) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The young blonde Ensign looked up from her desk, he sharp blue eyes flickering across Kazuma&amp;#039;s face as she listened to him speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Ahh, yes, you must be the new chef.&amp;quot; she said with a soft smile.  &amp;quot;Lieutenant Grey is expecting you, although I am not sure if he is in his office; he seems to be like a free spirit.  However, if you follow the hallway down to the end, there will be a sign for the Aide-de-Camp&amp;#039;s office.  If you find yourself in the Governor&amp;#039;s office, you will know that you have gone too far.&amp;quot; she said with another smile.  &amp;quot;If I see Lieutenant Grey, I will...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;No need, Ensign.&amp;quot; a voice said, as a turbolift door open.  Jamie stepped out and walked across to the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot; he said, extending his hand. &amp;quot;Jamie Grey.&amp;quot; he pronounced as a way of introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Kazuma bowed his head to a respectful angle, and then, upon straightening up, he took the man&amp;#039;s hand and shook it firmly. He spoke calmly, hiding his nerves &amp;quot;Good Morning Lieutenant Grey, I am Kazuma Nagashima, I have an appointment with you the finalise the opening of my restaurant here in the city.&amp;quot; He moved to the folder of documents and offered them to Grey, holding them with both hands and bowing his head slightly &amp;quot;I believe you&amp;#039;ll find everything in order, but if there is anything missing, I will of course endeavour to replace it before the end of today&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Jamie took the folder with both hands, and did a slight nod of the head to Kazuma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;If you have some time now, we can go through it quickly in my office.&amp;quot; he said.  &amp;quot;It shouldn&amp;#039;t take too long.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Kazuma bowed his head slightly &amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s not too much of an inconvenience&amp;quot; he said politely, genuinely reluctant to be a burden to someone who was clearly busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s no worry at all.  If you would like to follow me.&amp;quot; Jamie said before walking down the corridor toward his office.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As they entered the office, Jamie indicated to a small cluster of 4 chairs around a coffee table in the corner of the room, next to a set of floor to roof windows overlooking part of the colony.  &amp;quot;Please, take a seat.  Can I get you anything to drink?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Grey&lt;br /&gt;
ADC&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 06:50:23 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Talon ran his hand over the box, curious, but also cautious, only a fool leapt without first checking the water, he turned his head back to the shadow &amp;quot;The path of totality eh?&amp;quot; He smiled, a cold smile &amp;quot;How every poetic, you&amp;#039;re quite the dramatic fellow aren&amp;#039;t you&amp;quot; he cocked his head to the side, looking two the thugs on either side of him &amp;quot;You two seem oddly ok with all this, all chatty a moment ago, now....well look at you, all passive and what not...that&amp;#039;s not normal behaviour at all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He walked around the box and smiled &amp;quot;To hell with it&amp;quot; he lifted the lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : With the chest open an odor would fill the room, as several heads of the Syndicate seemed to be in there, his employers and many other big wigs, at least six heads in the large crate, on the lid it held a note that read turn around.  A curious sensation would have occurred at the same time, the lid had small needles when open that should have pierced Talon&amp;#039;s flesh, poison filling him slowly, making his movements harder and harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : If Talon was one to do as told, he would see that there was now over five armed guards outside the office, all dressed like the front guards all aiming rifles at him.  When he turned back around there would be two more on the right and left of Shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;You see being obvious Talon is not in my description, deception manipulation and shadows, that is where madness reigns... and true power lives.  The Syndicate are mere children with toys, thinking there purpose has meaning... filling there pockets with latinum and and their courts influence. In the end all it does it makes them targets, and easy ones at that.  I don&amp;#039;t care about intrigue or money, sometimes a man just wants to watch the world burn.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;That sensation, it&amp;#039;s harder to breath, harder to move, world getting dizzy?  All you have to do is kill them, their pockets have the antidote, kill them... what do they mean to you... they are no one.  Take what can save you.&amp;quot; what game was being played was unclear, and how Talon wanted to play it would soon be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Talon smiled as the sensation of death crept through his body, it was a like an old friend, albeit a not especially welcome one, it took him back to Betazed, to when the Cardassians thought pumping him full of drugs would somehow make him submit, they had been wrong, and they had paid the ultimate price for their mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He grinned a malicious grin and closed his eyes, the minds around him lighting up one by one, he followed the pathways in, deeper, into the darkest parts of their minds, where all the pain, all the fear and agony of life was kept, locked safely away, no species could cope with so much pain, so they hid it away, because letting it out meant death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Talon unlocked that door, each guard would suddenly feel every pain, every fear, every torment he had ever experienced, real or imagined, unleashed at once, their minds overloading and burning with the agony of an entire sub-conscious rebelling against its master, only the strongest could survive such agony, and even they would be damaged beyond repair, most simply died, screaming, begging for relief, but dying all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But they felt nothing, the two syndicate guards feel to the ground but everyone else sat unflinching, unaffected.  &amp;quot;I wonder when you are going to ask that question, who we are what we are.  You seem to be a very slow learner.  Not sure I can use you after all, but they are on the ground squirming, why don&amp;#039;t you take it&amp;quot; it was unnerving how Shadow said it, as all the guards watched. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It would be know it should be making sense, these mean weren&amp;#039;t like any race he had seen... that gnawing at him of not sensing them, not feeling their presence would be even more evident when he tried to unleash his mental prowess.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Shadow/GM&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Anu Zar (Governor) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Q&amp;amp;#039;ueeny (Good GM) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Aaron Tindon (Owner of &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot;) in &amp;amp;quot;The Barrel&amp;amp;quot; Bar. STOP IN AND HAVE YOURSELF A BREW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Tindon flipped the switch to his open sign got his drinks ready and waited for customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Within one hour his place was almost full, only a few chairs had not yet been occupied. The general mood of the crowd was relieved. The crisis was over and life went back to normal for Oedies, except they now had a new Government. But hey, that was usual in a way as well. There were already bets on as to how long the current duo would last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : A tall woman in a hooded robe came in at one point and sat herself on a bar stool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Gimme a Trill Ocean.&amp;quot; she said, catching a strand of her red hair and pinning it back under the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Unknown lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : (sorry for late post) Tindon walked over to the lady, &amp;quot;Coming right up.&amp;quot; He said then served the drink, &amp;quot;So what brings you here? Oh, and can you take off that hood? I&amp;#039;ve had a recent... accident that doesn&amp;#039;t allow me to not be able to see my customers.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : She lifted her head so far that he had a good view what was below the hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The new Governor&amp;#039;s face had been all over Oed&amp;#039;s news system the last view weeks and there was probably nobody left who didn&amp;#039;t know who the woman with the red hair, the blue eyes and the Trill spots in her face was. And she was right now looking at him with a plea in her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m nobody, really. I just want some peace and quiet. Could I please leave the hood on?&amp;quot; she asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Anu Zar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tindon appeared unphased as he answered, &amp;quot;Well of course, I wouldn&amp;#039;t want to trouble a lady as pretty as you.&amp;quot; he leaned into the bar, &amp;quot;So what brings,&amp;quot; he lowered his voice, &amp;quot;the govener to my humble abode?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Aaron Tindon (Civ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Just a bit of re-phrasing. -Fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aedan had been trying some of the more recent watering holes in town, always helped to know people on the colony.  Dirty secrets seemed to flow from these kind of places.   As he entered he saw her figure though, she sat at the bar and wondered if she noticed him enter. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Aedan Teller&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 09:06:33 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ssigle</dc:creator>
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 <title>Government Tower - Aide de Camp&#039;s Office on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547783</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Kazuma Nagashima (Sushi Chef) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant James Grey (Aide de Camp) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Kazuma Nagashima (Sushi Chef) in Government Tower - Aide de Camp&amp;amp;#039;s Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;SNIP&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The young blonde Ensign looked up from her desk, he sharp blue eyes flickering across Kazuma&amp;#039;s face as she listened to him speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Ahh, yes, you must be the new chef.&amp;quot; she said with a soft smile.  &amp;quot;Lieutenant Grey is expecting you, although I am not sure if he is in his office; he seems to be like a free spirit.  However, if you follow the hallway down to the end, there will be a sign for the Aide-de-Camp&amp;#039;s office.  If you find yourself in the Governor&amp;#039;s office, you will know that you have gone too far.&amp;quot; she said with another smile.  &amp;quot;If I see Lieutenant Grey, I will...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;No need, Ensign.&amp;quot; a voice said, as a turbolift door open.  Jamie stepped out and walked across to the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot; he said, extending his hand. &amp;quot;Jamie Grey.&amp;quot; he pronounced as a way of introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Kazuma bowed his head to a respectful angle, and then, upon straightening up, he took the man&amp;#039;s hand and shook it firmly. He spoke calmly, hiding his nerves &amp;quot;Good Morning Lieutenant Grey, I am Kazuma Nagashima, I have an appointment with you the finalise the opening of my restaurant here in the city.&amp;quot; He moved to the folder of documents and offered them to Grey, holding them with both hands and bowing his head slightly &amp;quot;I believe you&amp;#039;ll find everything in order, but if there is anything missing, I will of course endeavour to replace it before the end of today&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Jamie took the folder with both hands, and did a slight nod of the head to Kazuma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;If you have some time now, we can go through it quickly in my office.&amp;quot; he said.  &amp;quot;It shouldn&amp;#039;t take too long.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kazuma bowed his head slightly &amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s not too much of an inconvenience&amp;quot; he said politely, genuinely reluctant to be a burden to someone who was clearly busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s no worry at all.  If you would like to follow me.&amp;quot; Jamie said before walking down the corridor toward his office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As they entered the office, Jamie indicated to a small cluster of 4 chairs around a coffee table in the corner of the room, next to a set of floor to roof windows overlooking part of the colony.  &amp;quot;Please, take a seat.  Can I get you anything to drink?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ADC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kazuma sat down, nodding his head slightly &amp;quot;No, thank you, I am quite alright&amp;quot; he spoke calmly, politely, but his heart was beating hard in his chest, he felt nervous, this was the culmination of months of preparation and he would be glad to get it out of the way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kazuma Nagashima, Chef&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/stf6/oedv&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;Oed V&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf6/oedv">Oed V</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:29:11 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Talon Onarka</dc:creator>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547785</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Talon ran his hand over the box, curious, but also cautious, only a fool leapt without first checking the water, he turned his head back to the shadow &amp;quot;The path of totality eh?&amp;quot; He smiled, a cold smile &amp;quot;How every poetic, you&amp;#039;re quite the dramatic fellow aren&amp;#039;t you&amp;quot; he cocked his head to the side, looking two the thugs on either side of him &amp;quot;You two seem oddly ok with all this, all chatty a moment ago, now....well look at you, all passive and what not...that&amp;#039;s not normal behaviour at all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He walked around the box and smiled &amp;quot;To hell with it&amp;quot; he lifted the lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : With the chest open an odor would fill the room, as several heads of the Syndicate seemed to be in there, his employers and many other big wigs, at least six heads in the large crate, on the lid it held a note that read turn around.  A curious sensation would have occurred at the same time, the lid had small needles when open that should have pierced Talon&amp;#039;s flesh, poison filling him slowly, making his movements harder and harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : If Talon was one to do as told, he would see that there was now over five armed guards outside the office, all dressed like the front guards all aiming rifles at him.  When he turned back around there would be two more on the right and left of Shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;You see being obvious Talon is not in my description, deception manipulation and shadows, that is where madness reigns... and true power lives.  The Syndicate are mere children with toys, thinking there purpose has meaning... filling there pockets with latinum and and their courts influence. In the end all it does it makes them targets, and easy ones at that.  I don&amp;#039;t care about intrigue or money, sometimes a man just wants to watch the world burn.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;That sensation, it&amp;#039;s harder to breath, harder to move, world getting dizzy?  All you have to do is kill them, their pockets have the antidote, kill them... what do they mean to you... they are no one.  Take what can save you.&amp;quot; what game was being played was unclear, and how Talon wanted to play it would soon be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Talon smiled as the sensation of death crept through his body, it was a like an old friend, albeit a not especially welcome one, it took him back to Betazed, to when the Cardassians thought pumping him full of drugs would somehow make him submit, they had been wrong, and they had paid the ultimate price for their mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He grinned a malicious grin and closed his eyes, the minds around him lighting up one by one, he followed the pathways in, deeper, into the darkest parts of their minds, where all the pain, all the fear and agony of life was kept, locked safely away, no species could cope with so much pain, so they hid it away, because letting it out meant death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Talon unlocked that door, each guard would suddenly feel every pain, every fear, every torment he had ever experienced, real or imagined, unleashed at once, their minds overloading and burning with the agony of an entire sub-conscious rebelling against its master, only the strongest could survive such agony, and even they would be damaged beyond repair, most simply died, screaming, begging for relief, but dying all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: But they felt nothing, the two syndicate guards feel to the ground but everyone else sat unflinching, unaffected.  &amp;quot;I wonder when you are going to ask that question, who we are what we are.  You seem to be a very slow learner.  Not sure I can use you after all, but they are on the ground squirming, why don&amp;#039;t you take it&amp;quot; it was unnerving how Shadow said it, as all the guards watched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: It would be know it should be making sense, these mean weren&amp;#039;t like any race he had seen... that gnawing at him of not sensing them, not feeling their presence would be even more evident when he tried to unleash his mental prowess.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talon scrambled on his knees to one of the dead syndicate delivery men, fumbling around in his jacket for a hypo-spray, waiting for the sensation of dying to ebb away before he would begin to question what kind of creature had no mental projection.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Betazoid.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:31:04 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Talon Onarka</dc:creator>
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 <title>Darkness Comes in the Morning on Oed V</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547796</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Information Broker) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Pain is (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Talon Onarka in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Steve (Evil GM) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by The Shadow (Shady Character) in Darkness Comes in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : A dark alley, seemed suitable enough for someone trying to stay unseen, the figure pacing by the trash receptacle seemingly nervous.  The truth was no one was ever truly unseen, technology monitored everything from your movement, monetary transactions, to what your favorite Klingon soap is.  To stay hidden in an age of sensors and satellites made for a feat, one only people with deep pockets, high tech, or both could achieve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : The man though, dressed in black jeans brown coat was clearly an Trill, trying to hide his face as best he could seemed to decide he had enough waiting and turned to leave, only to notice in front of him light turn to darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I told you to wait, never leave until I arrive... do I have to find someone else or can you do that one simple thing.&amp;quot; the newly formed man said, to anyone else curiosity would have been peeked as well as caution at his sudden appearance, to the Trill only terror.  He stoop roughly six foot four inches, medium build.  The persona he whore seemed to be very all black, black hair and a lightly armored utility uniform solid black, this all contrasted by his pale skin with jagged knife ears that peaked just out. His eyes spoke the most dark, jet black and solid.  In many ways he seemed handsome, almost rugged if his overall appearance didn&amp;#039;t seem terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;No... I... just stretching my legs.  Didn&amp;#039;t mean, here...&amp;quot; he said handing him the package he held under his coat.  &amp;quot;They said you need to make contact with the rest, all the other information is there.  You... you said you would let me see her... is she at least safe?&amp;quot; he asked, his worry seemed to replace his terror as he looked at the man almost pleading in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I did say that didn&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; he said as he reached into a small pocket on the side of his uniform, when he handed it to the Trill a hologram would play of a small girl bound, Trill in nature.  As he watched the holo play his mind grew distracted, thoughts hazy as he looked up at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : *Listen to my thoughts carefully... if you want her back alive, you will never vary from any order... ever* came the voice trickling in his mind, as he nodded slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve seen her now, go on about your job, meet me here in 5 days, exact same location, exact same time.&amp;quot; he said to the Trill as he nodded, handing back the device seemingly speechless as he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : It was dark as ever, the facility seemed to have few lights, just enough to show the path ways as the two men carrying a large crate fumbled into it.  There curses could be heard echoing through the place.  It was unclear how big the room was, but from the footsteps echos it seemed large.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss said we need to be careful so stop banging your ass into stuff and let&amp;#039;s get this to him.&amp;quot; the first man said, the one on the left, shorter than the other but much bigger build.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The boss... why is it that&amp;#039;s what we call him.  He knows our names, our real ones at that, where we grew up our families... he even knows the name of the first girl I slept with... yet we just call him boss.&amp;quot; the other said, a brutish look to him, Bajoran nose with a slight ridged forehead, it was unclear with the mix was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Yeah well he pays well for deliveries, we don&amp;#039;t ask questions.  The money he gives us is triple working for the syndicate and we&amp;#039;d have to get our hands a lot more dirty than this.  So stop your damn belly aching and let&amp;#039;s get this to his office.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Coming past a corner they turned and found a door, in front where two men, cloaked in clothes similar to the Shadow and seeming to look down, almost as if they were listing more than looking.  As the men came to the door the right one stuck his hand out making the two wait, nodding his head as he then let them pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ~The Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : There was more than one shadow moving through the room at the same moment the men bumbled passed, so loud, so obvious, their minds screaming at him, he could have snuffed them both out like candles if he&amp;#039;d wished, but he was far more interested in the contents of that crate, and the man these two fools referred to as the &amp;quot;boss&amp;quot;. The syndicate was mad with him, mad enough to hire &amp;quot;The Betazoid&amp;quot;, at a price that showed the target was someone worth killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He was unafraid, death, dealing or receiving was nothing to him, pain was nothing, all the torture in the galaxy didn&amp;#039;t scare him, nothing scared him, he was broken that way, people who met him said that, they told him he was broken, damaged, a husk of a man who once loved life. Was it true? Was he truly broken? Or was he more than he had ever been, stronger, faster, more lethal, he was one of the finest assassins alive and very few even knew he existed. He liked it that way, evidence was a burden, and better than only the most determined of clients could find him, they paid more, asked less questions and didn&amp;#039;t care about the method, so long as the target died, and they always died, always, and it always hurt. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : As the crate-carrying fools turned the corner, he waited a moment, as lethal as he was, getting shot hurt, he remembered that, the scars on his body reminded him, Cardassians, rain, the smell of his own flesh burning, the plasma eating away at his skin, muscle, down to the bone, but not so deep, not enough to kill, just to hurt, just to make him angry, angry as he was now, always, just beneath the surface, ready to lash out and kill, but no, calm, cold, controlled, that was the only way, and angry man makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : 20 breaths, 30, 40, 50, then he stepped from the shadows and walked towards the guards, he could sense them, probing deep into their minds, he followed the threads into their fears, their deepest darkest pains, but he hesitated, no need to end their lives if they made the right choice, killing them would be easy, but letting them live, don&amp;#039;t all great men know mercy? Well, today he felt great, let them live, if they move to stop me, they die, if they stand back, they live, their choice, always choice, there must always be choice. But not for their boss, no, the Syndicate wanted him dead, wanted him screaming, OK, no choice for him, only screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Talon smiled, a cold smile, the smile of a man with no joy in his soul, a smile to chill to the bone, he stepped up close to the guards, close enough to smell them, to kill with his hands if he needed, but no, better with the mind, not dirty, no evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He spoke calmly, keeping the smile out of his voice &amp;quot;Let me in, your boss wants to see me&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The men seemed to say nothing, little fear in them... in fact he would probably sense nothing in them.  No one in the facility seemed to even be there minus the two bumbling fools that entered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : There heads laid down, dark cloaks over them as they said nothing, just seemed to listen before looking up at him not moving a inch but not showing a sign of stopping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : (OOC: Please welcome my slightly unhinged assassin, how it plays out with the guards is up to you Steve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : As they stood there the two inside looked back as they put the crate down in front of the desk, they seemed startled to see the other main pulling disruptors from their belts as they pointed them at them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Come in Talon, we have been expecting you.&amp;quot; came the dark cold voice, the chair was facing the wall and the two men seemed confused, they could tell this man wasn&amp;#039;t part of Shadow&amp;#039;s normal crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Turning slowly he looked at the main in the entrance, his dark attire pale skin and black eyes seemed fitting in the dimly lit room, furniture sparse, two chairs and a table in the corner, a shelf field with curiosities, many of which seemed to be from unknown cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Perhaps you want to open the box?  I think you might find it interesting.&amp;quot; he said to Talon, curious how he would react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Talon walked into the room, smiling, glad he was expected, it showed he was dealing with professionals, when they panicked and begged it was, distasteful. Almost cheap, a coward was no fun to kill, their minds were weak, almost like children, not that he would kill a child, even the most dangerous assassins had to draw the line somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He looked around &amp;quot;This is place is pretty dark you know, it&amp;#039;s almost like you don&amp;#039;t want to make it feel welcoming&amp;quot; He pushed his way passed the two delivery men, smiling at them &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certainly interested why two Syndicate delivery boys are here, mind you...&amp;quot; he turned his eyes to the chair &amp;quot;If you know who I am, you know why I&amp;#039;m here, and you know that they paid me an awful lot to make it happen. But I am very curious to see what&amp;#039;s in the box...it puts me in quite a bind&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Oh well they are here cause we pay more, are more resourceful, and overall better.&amp;quot; he said, and while the words seemed to ooze smugness and arrogance his tone... that seemed cold and contrasting to such a bold statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;So you want to know what&amp;#039;s in the box?   Open it then... find out what&amp;#039;s in the box.  Remember though, the path of totality comes with a price&amp;quot; the phrase seemed cryptic as he eyed him, the two thugs on each side of him sat down in the chairs, they seemed very oddly pacified all the sudden, as if someone had told them what was going to happen without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Talon ran his hand over the box, curious, but also cautious, only a fool leapt without first checking the water, he turned his head back to the shadow &amp;quot;The path of totality eh?&amp;quot; He smiled, a cold smile &amp;quot;How every poetic, you&amp;#039;re quite the dramatic fellow aren&amp;#039;t you&amp;quot; he cocked his head to the side, looking two the thugs on either side of him &amp;quot;You two seem oddly ok with all this, all chatty a moment ago, now....well look at you, all passive and what not...that&amp;#039;s not normal behaviour at all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He walked around the box and smiled &amp;quot;To hell with it&amp;quot; he lifted the lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : With the chest open an odor would fill the room, as several heads of the Syndicate seemed to be in there, his employers and many other big wigs, at least six heads in the large crate, on the lid it held a note that read turn around.  A curious sensation would have occurred at the same time, the lid had small needles when open that should have pierced Talon&amp;#039;s flesh, poison filling him slowly, making his movements harder and harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : If Talon was one to do as told, he would see that there was now over five armed guards outside the office, all dressed like the front guards all aiming rifles at him.  When he turned back around there would be two more on the right and left of Shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;You see being obvious Talon is not in my description, deception manipulation and shadows, that is where madness reigns... and true power lives.  The Syndicate are mere children with toys, thinking there purpose has meaning... filling there pockets with latinum and and their courts influence. In the end all it does it makes them targets, and easy ones at that.  I don&amp;#039;t care about intrigue or money, sometimes a man just wants to watch the world burn.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;That sensation, it&amp;#039;s harder to breath, harder to move, world getting dizzy?  All you have to do is kill them, their pockets have the antidote, kill them... what do they mean to you... they are no one.  Take what can save you.&amp;quot; what game was being played was unclear, and how Talon wanted to play it would soon be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Talon smiled as the sensation of death crept through his body, it was a like an old friend, albeit a not especially welcome one, it took him back to Betazed, to when the Cardassians thought pumping him full of drugs would somehow make him submit, they had been wrong, and they had paid the ultimate price for their mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He grinned a malicious grin and closed his eyes, the minds around him lighting up one by one, he followed the pathways in, deeper, into the darkest parts of their minds, where all the pain, all the fear and agony of life was kept, locked safely away, no species could cope with so much pain, so they hid it away, because letting it out meant death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Talon unlocked that door, each guard would suddenly feel every pain, every fear, every torment he had ever experienced, real or imagined, unleashed at once, their minds overloading and burning with the agony of an entire sub-conscious rebelling against its master, only the strongest could survive such agony, and even they would be damaged beyond repair, most simply died, screaming, begging for relief, but dying all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : But they felt nothing, the two syndicate guards feel to the ground but everyone else sat unflinching, unaffected.  &amp;quot;I wonder when you are going to ask that question, who we are what we are.  You seem to be a very slow learner.  Not sure I can use you after all, but they are on the ground squirming, why don&amp;#039;t you take it&amp;quot; it was unnerving how Shadow said it, as all the guards watched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : It would be know it should be making sense, these mean weren&amp;#039;t like any race he had seen... that gnawing at him of not sensing them, not feeling their presence would be even more evident when he tried to unleash his mental prowess.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Shadow/GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Talon scrambled on his knees to one of the dead syndicate delivery men, fumbling around in his jacket for a hypo-spray, waiting for the sensation of dying to ebb away before he would begin to question what kind of creature had no mental projection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The Betazoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As promised the men had a hypo, they had picked it up on the way in, a odd request he had always had for the men when they entered his refuge. The sizzle of the hypo would feel cold on his flesh. &amp;quot;You should feel the haze leaving, the thoughts becoming yours again.&amp;quot; he said, vocally but then began to speak in a much different way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*So... why does one of such mortal coil fight for men that offer little.* the voice would echo in Talons mind, almost like a telepathic voice but one that seemed to echo throughout his entire body.  For a Betazed this talk would seem even foreign to them, less of a talk and more of a forcing of thoughts into him. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Shadow/GM&lt;/p&gt;
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