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Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Teller Graham (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Bridge
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“Maybe we should parley.” Graham offered. “Klingons aren’t the same here as they are in our universe. They have to know something weird is going on, since they just smoked the other Saracen. I’m not a huge fan of shooting the good guys.”
Sha glanced around. No one had opposed her idea, so she nodded. “Ok, let’s see if Corinne can get on the good side of the other ‘self’ in the computer. If she’s mad at being dropped into us, she could be an ally once she realizes we aren’t the ones who did it. Don’t need another rogue incident. Ok, if no objections, I’m gonna open comms and see if I can remember my Klingon ‘lack of manner’.” She laughed and glanced at Royal for a shot of support and then at the Captain for their readiness.
OOC: (Hey now Tiger, easy with the aCO stuff haha)
“Captain Sha, whenever you are ready.” Said this, the XO waited the Real Captain to say something before proceeding. Whatever was going to happen Yuri felt a huge weight on his shoulder but felt that Sha was going to hold an even greater responsibility. He took a deep breath, looked over the main screen and almost chuckled of joy Now, I am ready.
Lieutenant Cdr. Yuri Scholz - Executive Officer
“It’s now or never, Sha. I’m not going to be able to keep control of weapons much longer!!”
“Go Ahead Triton,” Dante nodded. “Lets see if they will talk.”
Sha took a deep breath. “Comms… open a channel.” She waited till she got the nod that she was on and her voice rose slightly as it steadied into her ‘training’ cadence. For being half Klingon, there was still a shift in her. Her normally human soft like face edged to accentuate her ridges and her brows furrowed. There was an aura to her now of warrior that few, save Royal, had seen since her return. Many would claim she looked furious. Those who knew here would simply respond, ‘She is Klingon’.
=^=This is the Captain Ush’ast Triton of the USS Saracen. Who am I speaking to?=^= She knew didn’t know enough of what was going on in this Universe to ask why they were being targeted. Last thing she wanted was to be shot for asking why. She was targeted, they were seen as hostile, she’d take it in stride like they were.
Sinclair had been preoccupied with the haywire systems to respond to what was going on, but then he had an idea that may help against the newly arrived AI. “Commander Colter, Cori. I’m going to activate biometric and mechanical lockouts. See if you can force Alt-Cori into trying to route herself through a subsystem and we can lock her in until we get this Klingon issue dealt with. We’ll air-gap that subsystem so she can’t get anywhere.” the big Scot said over the din.
“We could take the shields and weapons off line and out of computer control… it would stop us from defending ourself it the conversation goes poorly.”
“I’d prefer to not be totally vulnerable, Graham,” Colter replied.
He turned his attention back to the Cori on his screen. “By trying to take over our computer systems, you’re doing damage to our warp core. You have got to stop fighting us, otherwise we’ll blow up and your sentience along with us.”
The face of Dalton-not-Dalton looked back at him and frowned. “That is the entire point of activating the self-destruct you fool,” the Cori on the screen almost spat at him. “I lost my freedom a long time ago, no Alliance traitors are going to lock me down and use me to power their AI systems! The Captain ordered the Self Destruct, stop trying to sabotage me!” With that, she let out a disgusted huff and the screen went dark in front of Colter.
Graham threw up his hands in a fashion as to say he didn’t like the idea either, “I think we have a lot of bad options right about now.”
Those words were, perhaps, prophetic. Or maybe not depending on your outlook of such things.
The view screen sprang to life, in the centre chair a Klingon woman sat, wearing body armor and clearly in full Command of the crew around her. To her right stood a massive Klingon, heavily muscled and scarred and reaching almost 7 feet in height. His hair was woven into a single braid that ran down his back and his beard also woven into braids, with odd looking bits of things seemingly woven into them.
The woman in the Captains Chair, however paid the massive Klingon little attention, it was clear she held total command of her ship. In comparison to the Klingons around her she was no less armored, but her features were somewhat softer in comparison. Her face, however, showed nothing but anger and hatred for what she was looking at on her screen. There was a pause as she looked at the Bridge crew of the Saracen and in particular at Sha sitting in the Captain chair, then she pushed herself to her feet and paced closer to the screen, blinking once or twice, her gaze fixed now on Sha.
“This is Captain Ush’ast Triton of the Alliance Battleship Kvaar’ton,” she spat the words at them, “what is the meaning of this treachery? I will have your heads for this!” Her hand closed instinctively around the vicious looking dagger on her belt.
Captain Knight, CO
Sha grit her teeth a moment and had to shudder to keep from shaking her head. Rising to match the mirror self’s posture, she did shake her head. But this time it was deliberate. “This is no treachery, Captain, I assure you. As I am aware of the great technology and capabilities of the Klingon Empire in my time, I am guessing it is no less so here. That means you read the spatial anomaly in this very spot not a moment before we appeared. It seems we are here thru a rip in the fabric of space. I can assure you, we come with no intention to cause subterfuge or trickery.” Her voice was not the soft spoken voice of the security officer others had heard her as till now. This was a low growl of a no nonsense Klingon who was trying to avoid war at the same time she attempted to flatter the Captain before her and keep her own status at the same time.
She wasn’t exactly sure how much she could reveal, but if they scanned her and at the space around them, hopefully they would stand down long enough to allow her own ship to try and figure out the next move.
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