Star Trek: A Call To Duty
USS Cherokee NCC 61333 SD 10405.16

Produced by Trish Yarborough 

Starring
Steve Weller as CO Tio Ayidee
Brandon Mitcham as XO Trent D. Worthington III
Scott Dorsey as CSO Kevin Nash
Dawn Freeman as OPS Kyleigh Nash
Mark Haslam as CTO Mark Hazzard
Eric Woo as EO Wilson-Illianor
Tim Schols as CEO Dylan Cedric Pandora

Absent
Alexander Vulkis as CMO Jovan Brabas
Linda Baus as  CNS T’Lin

Special Guest Stars
Trish Yarborough as Admiral Alexander

Host SM-Trish says:
USS Cherokee 10405.16 Doppelganger Part 8

Host SM-Trish says:
The CSO has discovered another piece of the worm that invaded the Cherokee computer.  The CTO has discovered a name that Tio is quite familiar with.

Host SM-Trish says:
It seems the pieces of the Cherokee plot are beginning to make sense.

Host SM-Trish says:
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Host SM-Trish says:
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Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Who is this Galmod Tio?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::sitting at a table in the dark, fingering his glass of Bajoran springwine::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: takes a seat  as he watches the Admiral and the Captain...wishing the doctor that treated him had used more pain meds. ::

CEO_Pandora says:
::In the shuttle, looking at his console::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  You are lucky you got any at all Mr. Hazzard.  ::glaring at him after the hug::

CSO_Nash says:
:: In the Science Lab preparing things. He gets another hit from the computer and he is content to let the programs run for a while longer.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::inputs the name Galmod into the computer:: CEO: Well at least we have another lead. Have you found any warp signatures yet?

OPS_Nash says:
::in Science lab with the CSO::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
ADM: You know what my youth was like, right?  It was Galmod's organization that was responsible.  His son killed my mother, and took my childhood and traded it for a life of labor.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::slams on the table with his hand and raises it:: Waiter: Yo! Waiter, come back here!

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: shakes his head and smiles. :: Adm/CO: Well...I will take a Whiskey in consolation if anyone doesn't mind?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Yes, what little you chose to reveal to SF.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: For 20 some odd years, I thought he was in the past, then the Huron ran into him a few years ago.  Unfortunately, he slipped by Starfleet Intel.

CSO_Nash says:
:: After he commed the Admiral's office he waits patiently for her return so he can give his report.::

CEO_Pandora says:
::Looks up from his console:: XO: Yeah.... Bearing 325 mark 046...

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  Over there Mark.  Make everyone a drink, I think we all need it.  I will take juice.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: Thing I don't know, its who was surprised more by the run in.  Myself or him, he must have thought I died with his ship load of maggots.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
<Waiter> ::walks over, tapping his tray against the side of his leg, as he meanders over:: EO: ::sighs:: What can I getcha, love?

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: stands up and starts to make the drinks....making sure that his and the Captain's are doubles....its been a long day for them. ::

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Good. Let's find this Jolvert character and maybe he will know something of Galmod. ::enters the course and engages::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CTO: Nothing for me, alcohol doesn't sit well with me, and I'm not otherwise thirsty.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods, turning back to his console::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Waiter: How... how about another glass of the same? ::he sits up straight, beaming, his hands to either side of the quarter-full glass::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  So, can he pull something like this off?

CSO_Nash says:
:: Increases the playback on the message and sees what that will do.::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
<Waiter> EO: Coming right up, love. ::winks:: You seem pretty happy. What's new?

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Something a matter? You don't seem to be very talkative?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: No, not unless his techniques got way more advanced in a couple years.  He's a danger to a small ship, but he couldn't even begin to mess with Starfleet.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: fixes a grape juice for the Admiral anyway...walking over and handing them drinks. :: Admiral: Ma'am, where I come from the men don't drink till the women have had a chance..it would just be rude....and I may be bold and stupid...but I am not impolite. :: he gives her a charming smile as he tinks his glass against hers. ::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: I'm going to speed up the playback a little. Let's see what it does.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Well we have that name from two sources Tio... do you know who he might be involved with?

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  All right.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Shakes head:: XO: No, I'm alright... Just, all these strange things we're finding out... first the bar with the Cardassians... Then those Nausicans... Where does it end? Borg?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::nods at the CTO and takes a sip::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: Last I heard, he was buried deep.  I can't see why he's popped up in the open again.  He wants to be found, it seems.  But why?

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Well whoever they are they are pretty good. But not good enough to get away from me.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::looks up at the waiter, and hesitates for a second, still grinning:: Waiter: I... I really don't know. I have... received some interesting advice, and it makes so much sense now... and yet, it makes no sense at all... I suppose I'm happy because of the sheer ridiculousness of it all... ::he continues grinning... almost as he wants to cry as well::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  You think he wants to be found?  Were I him, I would hide from you til my dying day!

CEO_Pandora says:
::Grins:: XO: You? You mean 'us' I hope? ::Winks::

OPS_Nash says:
::she starts walking around the lab to stretch her legs::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::looking down at Tio's claws::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: takes a drink from his glass.....::  CO: This guy really sounds like a piece of work...I have some rope in my quarters...if we find him I think I can see my way to letting you borrow it.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: No, he wouldn't see me as a threat.  He doesn't know me, hasn't in decades.  What he remembers was a whelp, a child literally in chains.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Can you still identify him?  If so, I need you to give Sam the description so she can forward it to Trent.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Of course, I'll save some for you. Just be prepared once we find Jolvert, he probably won't like our sneaking up on him. Just hold this old bucket together in case we have to fight.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: What I think he sees is someone who knows what happens to his brat.  CTO: No, we'll deal with him legally.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: Forward?  You haven't recalled him?  He knows that ship!  It sat in his hanger for 20 years.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Grins:: XO: I'll manage... ::Adds "I hope" in his thoughts::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
<Waiter> ::holds his hand to his chest:: EO: Oh, that's so... you know what, love? Advice isn't meant to be absolute... you have to fit it into your grand plan, see if it works... but I think you liked this advice, never mind the sense... ::kisses him on the lips:: I hope things work out for you, love. In the meantime... one Bajoran Springwine. ::winks::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  I had no way of knowing that Tio.  I will have Sam apprise Trent.  He may think someone bought it.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: I hope so.  His description is on file, along with an image.  Intel was on his tail, and we got enough of his records last encounter to have routed him out.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*Sam*:  This is Admiral Alexander.  We have discovered that Galmod knows the ship that Trent is in.  Relay that information to him, and tell him to be extremely careful.  He should have ears everywhere.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Turns back to his console and pulls up the system status display::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Sam> *Adm*: Yes Maam, comming him now.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Shakes head.::  Self: I shouldn't have offered that ship.  She really is cursed.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::scans the small cargo freighter:: CEO: There he is. I am going to open a channel.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@<Sam>COM: XO:  Screaming Eagle, this is Condor.  Switch to the next secured channel.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: drains his drinks and sighs...:: CO/Adm: If you don't need me, I think I am going to go pay T'Lin a visit...let her know that I am all right.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  You will do no such thing.  You will get back out there and listen.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Looks up as the transmission comes through::

CTO_Hazzard says:
::snaps his fingers and grins. :: Self: I was THIS close.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::takes his hand off the comm:: CEO: Looks like someone else wants to talk first. ::switches to the next secured channel:: COM: Sam: Condor, this is Screaming Eagle over.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::grins, as the waiter walks over to the bar:: Self: Yes... this is right.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: ... But is it? Why am I going back to these people? They destroyed the Jacksonville... didn't they?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@<Sam> COM: XO:  Trent, the Admiral just found out that Galmod knows the Goddess.  Have eyes in the back of your head.  He may just find you.

CTO_Hazzard says:
Admiral: So I take it you want me to find out more about this Galstone character?

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Sam: Understood. Will take the necessary precautions. Screaming Eagle out.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  Exactly, be please be subtle.  You do know what that word means Mister?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: It's funny how fate winds certain threads together.  There's no one I've wanted to see less, in all the multiverse, but he keeps popping back into the picture.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: No... they couldn't have. Why would they? If it's good enough for T'Lin...

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@<Sam> COM:  XO:  Next check in, one hour.  Condor out.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: Picks up a book from the nearby bookcase...grinning as he shows the Admiral what it is. :: Admiral: its okay, ma'am.  I'll look it up in this here dictionary.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  I have always heard, old business come back if you haven't taken care of it to begin with.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Looks like we are in deeper than I thought. Just keep the weapons charged and standing by. COM: Freighter: This is a message for Jolvert. Ora'Naul sends his regards. Please respond.

OPS_Nash says:
::she returns to where the CSO is::  CSO:  I am getting anxious for this to resolve itself. I wish things would get back to normal and soon.  This waiting is driving me crazy.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The supposed freighter begins to arm weapons.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: ... If it's good enough for T'Lin, it's... but... and that's a whole other mystery in itself, isn't it... ::looks up as the waiter brings over his springwine:: Waiter: Thanks, babe.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm/ CTO: Let's put reason aside for a minute.  Someone planned this out well, and Galmod doesn't have that kind of influence.  Whoever did this, they know small details.  The Adra operation wasn't exactly well publicized.  How much access did this planner have?

CEO_Pandora says:
::Shakes head:: XO: Here we... What the... They're arming weapons!

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: I know. But patience will win the day. I'm just waiting for the Admiral to contact us to see what we have.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Enough to pull this off Tio.  Maybe he is a bigger fish than you give him credit for.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Self: Ah come on, we need a break. CEO: Raise shields and arm weapons. COM: Freighter: Stand down, we mean you no harm. We have come to bring you latinum.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  I know, but it's not an easy thing to do when our futures are on the line.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Shakes head.::  Adm: But not enough for Starfleet Intel to keep up the pressure?  When I was stuck in his cages, his entire fleet couldn't scratch the Cherokee's Duranium.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The twins give Kyleigh a double kick.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Raises shields and puts weapons on standby:: XO: Shields up.. weapons are on standby... Don't want to make them think we're hostile now, do we?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
<Waiter> ::winks, and turns around:: EO: Anytime, love.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: sighs. :: ADM: I hate to disagree ma'am. While I was waiting for you to come "talk" with me in sickbay I took the time to look up what Starfleet had on this guy.  For all the grief he's caused Starfleet in the past few years....he's not exactly the mastermind kind of person.  I still think we are dealing with someone with more pull.

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: But we do have the proof of the tampering and it's safely tucked away and not going anywhere. This should clear us.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: God, when is the Admiral going to call back... I've been waiting since... since... but maybe it's a good thing she hasn't replied yet...

CEO_Pandora says:
::Frowns as he sees another odd reading:: XO: Sir.. we have a problem.... I'm getting energy readouts from the freighter, far higher than our shuttle can endure....

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: He's a weapons merchant. He will anticipate our matching his stance. If we don't he will probably just board us and take the latinum.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Ok Tio, I want you down in security with Sam.  I want everything you can find on Galmod, and I want you to be ready to contact Trent with anything you find.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Who kno.....  ::feels a double kick coming from within::  CSO:  Ow!!!  They just kicked me.  ::rubbing her abdomen::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  You are dismissed, get out there and get me some information.  I want it yesterday... do what needs to be done.  Get two of your men to help if needed.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods and brings their weapons array online::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: Understood, but for that I'll need access again to the Computers.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: You can't show fear to jackals like this. They will just eat you alive. I am letting him know that it isn't worth it.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO/CTO:  Dismissed both of you.  I want answers.   You have it Tio... I never took them away ::grinning she turns to leave::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: I see they are reacting to your increased emotions. :: Rubs her abdomen projecting calming thoughts toward his hand.::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::he takes a sip of his springwine, and he looks up... way across the other side of the commercial area, he sees Captain Adams. He puts the glass on the table, and runs out:: Adams: Captain! ::he watches as the captain ignores him, and continues walking away::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*EO*:  Wilson, meet me at my office.  I am on my way.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  I guess so.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Decides it isn't the time to discuss reasonable force and just remains quiet::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: Very good, ma'am.  ::Double checks his uniform, putting the jacket back on.::  CTO: Good hunting, and good luck.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::waits to see what the Freighter does next:: CEO: See, he hasn't fired yet. He is thinking it over.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: grins and walks to the door....tapping his combadge and grinning. *MCPO*: Master Chief, I need you and Ensign Williams to meet me at the bar on Level 10 of the Starbase...civilian clothes....I will explain later.  :: looks to the Admiral :: Adm: I don't need luck ma'am, I'm from Texas. :: walks out the door. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Freighter>  COM: Goddess:  Who did you say gave you my location?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
*Adm*: Yes, ma'am, I'll be right there... ::runs to where he saw the captain:: Adams: Captain, please, just stop, Captain Adams! ::he stops when he reaches the end of the corridor, and notices Capt. Adams down the other end, making a left...::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Shrugs.::  Self: I thought he was from Earth.  ::rises and exits the room, heading for Base Security.::

CEO_Pandora says:
::Shrugs, still monitoring the energy readouts::

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Freighter: Why our mutual friend Ora'Naul. He wanted me to give you this. ::fires a warning shot across the Freighter's bow::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::hurries to the end of this new corridor - where was he? And he stops for a moment, barely panting, as he looks in all directions - Capt. Adams is nowhere to be seen:: Self: Darn! ::he sulks over to the turbolift, and waits for the turbolift to arrive on his level, his hand pushing himself up against the wall:: Self: Darn, darn...

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::enters her office and nods to Jones::  Jones:  I am expecting Ensign Wilson.  Please have him come right in.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::he enters the turbolift, shaking his head:: Turbolift: Admiral Alexander's office... please.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: Now, what the hell are you going to say, Adahn? Do you even understand what you're about to do??

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: grins as he hears the MCPO comm him back ::  <MCPO> *Hazzard*:  Surprised the Admiral left parts of you left to walk around there, Pup.  Were on our way.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::walks into her office to check the security reports from Sam::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Enters Office.::  Montegue: Commander, Admiral Alexander wanted me to work with you.  Seems the shadows of the past may be useful again.

Host XO_Worthington says:
#<Freighter> COM: Goddess: You have 30 seconds to explain yourselves or I will destroy your ship. Who sent you here?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*Sam*:  Did you get Trent?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::shakes his head, as he drives his heel into the deck:: Self: I'll just tell her my thoughts. No more, no less.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Sam> Adm:  Yes Admiral, he is aware of the current situation.  Also, Captain Ayidee just walked in the door.  This is to confirm he is to help?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::the turbolift doors slide open, and he exits, making his way to the admiral's office; he steps through:: Jones: Ensign Wilson-Ilianor. Good afternoon, I believe Admiral Alexander is expecting me?

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Freighter: Who sent me is not important. What is important is that I need information and am willing to pay handsomely for it. You can scan my cargo if you like, you will see that I have plenty of latinum.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*Sam*:  Yes Sam, he is to have access to everything.  Alexander out.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Jones>  EO:  Yes Ensign, knock then enter.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: shakes his head as he heads to the bar he indicated to his security guys.::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::he bites his lip to prevent it from trembling, as he takes a deep breath... 1... 2... 3...:: Self: Stop it, moodiness is unbecoming. Jones: Yes, of course. My apologies...

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Jones: Yes, thank you. ::walks up to the admiral's office, and rings the chime::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  Enter.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Looks about the room, 2 sets of memories fighting for space in his mind.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Freighter: And if you get any ideas of just taking my latinum, I will tell you that I have no intention of leaving here without the information.

OPS_Nash says:
::she finds herself daydreaming as her mind wonders to the first part of that dream she had earlier, she smiles as she recalls the images of her children as teenagers.::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::the doors slide open, and he finds himself facing Admiral Alexander:: Adm: Thank you for seeing me, Admiral...

Host XO_Worthington says:
#<Freighter> COM: Goddess: Enough then. What is it you want to know. I am very busy right now.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Just listens as the XO tries to convince the other party::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Mentally shakes head, as now a third, darker set enters.  Problem is, the darker set needs to be there right now.::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Sets up a secondary PADD with the specs from the third PADD and downloads everything from that padd. This is a portable PADD to take to the meeting with the Admiral. Sees that all the virus was copied to the portable PADD and prepares for the meeting.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  Yes Wilson, what can I do for you?  ::detecting the young man is quite nervous::  Would you like something to drink?  On second thought, perhaps a snack would be better?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::laughs:: Admiral: No, thank you, ma'am, I'm fine... I had something to discuss with you, an... an odd request, to be sure.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  And that request would be?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::looking at him intently::

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Freighter: I want to know where I may find Galmod. We have much to discuss.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Do you have it documented at what location in that message those viruses appeared?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: Well... and this will seem very odd. But... I would like for you to, well... authorize my transfer to the Cherokee. With reason, of course... ::looks away, as that just sounded ridiculous, somehow...::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: enters the bar and takes a seat at the corner table, waiting for his security crew,  ordering a soda so that he can stay sober for the meeting. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  You want to join the Cherokee?  Why is that Mister Wilson? ::raising her eyebrows in surprise::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Of course. My program was specifically set up for that.

Host XO_Worthington says:
#<Freighter> COM: Goddess:  What is your business with him? He doesn't like to be bothered.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Stands behind an officer working on a file on Galmod.::  Officer: No, those aren't dead ends.  ::Points to the name of ships seized by Intel over a year ago.::  He's got a bad habit of reusing ship names.  Take these names, run a search on ships registered in Federation space since they disappeared.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Jones> *Adm*:  Admiral Stewart has just docked with the station and insists on seeing you immediately.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Officer: Run the names through a Translation matrix, looking for alternate languages using the same name.  This should give us an idea of what he's got left in operation.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: I... I don't even know if it makes sense... but somehow, it feels “right”... I, well... As you know, I spent quite some time with Ens. T'Lin, and I realized that... well, the Cherokee crew are *good* people. Now that Captain Adams isn't around... I don't believe for a second they are bad people... I don't even know how to describe it... but...

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Should have known you had it in the works.  ::smiles::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: Perhaps I don't have to. ~~~::tries to show the admiral what exactly he means... with T'Lin... T'Dar...::~~~

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: notices both the Master Chief and Ensign Williams enter...beckoning them to his table.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::picks up the mental images that the Ensign is sending her::  EO:  I see... so even though you saw the Cherokee with your own eyes, you do not believe the crew was responsible?  Is that correct?

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Freighter: Let's just say I found something of his and I would like to return it. Plus, I also need to know a few other things. So, can you tell me where he is or tell him I am looking for him, either way I don't care.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Watches, waiting until the results come up.::  Self: OK, 5 of them have been reregistered.  Now, take the name of the being or group registering them, and run the same search.

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Never can be too careful. :: Smiles back at her and winks.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*Jones*:  Tell him he will have to wait.  I need to finish here, and I have another meeting with the CSO and OPS of the Cherokee.  Keep him off my back Jones!

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: Ma'am... I believe T'Lin. No matter what Adams says... I believe her. And when I couldn't find her anywhere... well, I befriend some other people on this Starbase... I know, it's stupid of me to take advice from complete strangers, but somehow it didn't feel like I was talking to strangers, I felt I'd known these people... and they guided me to this direction.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Jones> *Adm*:  Aye Maam! ::grinning at the Admiral's words::

Host XO_Worthington says:
#<Freighter> Goddess: That explains a lot. I will transmit the coordinates as soon as the latinum is on board.

CTO_Hazzard says:
MCPO/Ensign : Okay boys...here's the deal.  Were looking for a varmint named Galmint....or...Gallon...oh heck...wait....Galmod..that's it.  This guy is definitely on our list of possible suspects and the Admiral wants to know everything about him.   But we gotta be subtle....and we all know how subtle I can be...so I need your help.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  I will see what I can do Wilson.  I will give you temporary assignment to the Cherokee.  When this mess is over, I will have you permanently assigned.  You realize, this might not be a smart move on your part, as far as your career is concerned?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Officer: Wait a minute, hold on.  Bring it back to the ship registry of those Intel found.  ::Scans the list.::  Wait, what was that ship called?  Name isn't there, but he's a creature of habit.  The thing was like his flag ship almost...

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Let's rig up a homing device on the latinum, in case he decides to lie to us.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Officer: New search, Fortunate One, whatever class it is, it'll be fast.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::he bites his lip:: Adm: What do you mean, ma'am?

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods, gets up from his seat and walks to the back:: XO: I'll just need a minute....

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  At this point, you could be accused as a helper to the destruction of the ships.  In other words, in collusion with the Cherokee crew.  You would or could be seen as aiding and abetting..

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: Freighter: We will make the exchange at the same time. Stand by for transport.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Self: What is this?  It must be it, but why would he want that?  That's a ton of Latinum to spend on a comm system.  What's to gain?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: That is not my worry, Admiral. I know they are innocent... I feel it. And I know this is the right thing for me to do... at this point. Now that Captain Adams has... tossed me aside, I certainly can't go back to him... nor to any other ship or station.

Host XO_Worthington says:
#<Freighter> COM: Goddess: No tricks stranger. We can blow you out of the stars if we wish. ::leaves weapons locked but lowers shields::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::smiles, and bows:: Adm: But thank you for whatever you can do.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Enters the hold and takes out a small kit from the wall... Takes out a small device and puts it in the casing of one of the latinum-containers::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  For the time being, until the CEO gets back, I want you to stay on the station.  Make yourself available as Captain Ayidee's aide.  Think you can handle that?  ::smiling at him::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  You know something, when we get exonerated of all charges and we will, I am going to find that Captain Smith and demand an apology for what he said to me about the stockade.  He had no right to say that to me.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: ::smiles bitter sweetly, at the thought of attaching oneself to another captain...:: Certainly, Admiral. ::smiles::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*CSO*:  Kevin, please come to my office.

CTO_Hazzard says:
<MCPO> CTO: Son...you couldn't sneak your way into a  brown paper bag....so ..what’s our first move?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Adm: Thank you, ma'am. ::looks around, wonders if he's dismissed...::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
EO:  You are dismissed.  You will find the CO in the security office with Sam, my chief of security.

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: I intend to be with you to make sure you get just that. :: Grins a somewhat evil satisfied grin.::

OPS_Nash says:
::smiles::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::nods:: Adm: Yes, ma'am. ::steps out of her office, bows to Jones, and leaves, before falling against a bulkhead, wondering what the hell he's doing:: Self: The Captain... let's go see the Captain.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Gets back to the main area of the shuttle and sits down:: XO: All set...

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Self: Could be, of course, actually it has to be.  But would he even know how to use it?  At least enough to make it worth the cost?

CSO_Nash says:
*ADM*: Admiral, I have everything gathered. If you would like to expedite our travel we would appreciate it.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*CSO*:  Beaming you over now.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
*Sam*:  Site to site transport for the CSO and OPS on the Cherokee directly to my office.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Excellent, Mr. Pandora. Lower shields and transport the cargo as soon as the coordinates are being transferred. COM: Freighter: Transporting now. Commence data transfer.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::steps into the turbolift:: Turbolift:: ::sighs raggedly:: Security office.

Host XO_Worthington says:
#<Freighter> COM: Goddess: Transfer underway.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Lowers shields and initiates transport:: XO: Initiating transport.....

Host Adm-Alexander <Sam> *Adm*:  Aye Admiral.  Transporting now. (Transporter.wav)

CSO_Nash says:
:: Feels the beam envelope him and materializes in the foyer to the Admiral's office.::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: he grins as he watches the Ensign struggle not to laugh. Ensign: Now you see what I go through every day.  Okay...first things first....we have to find out where his bunch hangs out at...get some skinny..maybe find one of his crew and "interrogate" him.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Officer: OK, go back to the search I mentioned.  Trust me, it'll at least give you an idea of what he's got out there.  Still, I wouldn't guess more than a handful of ships, maybe a dozen.

OPS_Nash says:
::dematerializes then rematerializes next to the CSO::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CSO/OPS:  What do you have for me Kevin?

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::the doors open and he walks, in search of the security office; he walks up to the door, and takes a deep breath; he rings the chime::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Have a seat Kyleigh.  I remember how uncomfortable I was at this stage.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::the transfer is completed:: CEO: Verify the coordinates please. I'll get us out of here.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:   Thank you, Ma'am.  ::sits down::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Would you like something to eat or drink?

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods:: XO: On it... ::Turns to his console, enters the coordinates and verifies them with the charts::

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Maybe just some iced tea.

CSO_Nash says:
Admiral: Good to see you Ma'am. Seems that by using some unique search parameters we have found our rotoworm. :: Hands her the PADD with the downloaded worm fragments.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Coming right up... Kevin?

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: the three get up and move off....they're faces grim yet determined...and may god have mercy on whoever they find. ::

CSO_Nash says:
Admiral: Thank you. ::Takes the offer and grabs some Altair Water.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::takes the padds and begins to scan them quickly::  CSO:  So, you have traces of the virus.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::grumbles, as he rings the chime to the SECURITY OFFICE again::

CSO_Nash says:
Admiral: Yes Ma'am. I have triplicate copies of the worm pieces and duplicates of the message from where they came.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Looks up:: XO: They're on a moon base, not very far from our current location...

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Excellent. Let's go pay Galmod a visit. ::enters the coordinates and engages engines::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Computer: Where is Captain Ayidee?

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods:: XO: Still needing weapons charged?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CSO:  I want a copy of this to go to Sam in security.  You need to inform Tio of what you have.  Make sure a copy is securely hidden somewhere.  I don't even trust that a copy be left in my office.  Understood?

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  I'll make sure he does.  ::sips on her tea::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Computer> EO:  Captain Ayidee is in the security office.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Self: OK, what else...::Slides into another console, pulling up missing person reports from at or near the ports of call the currently known ships of Galmod's fleet have been to.::

CSO_Nash says:
ADM: Yes Ma'am. Copies are my specialty. God knows I've made enough.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Well we don't want to stand out from the crowd by having our weapons powered down.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: Okay. ::opens the door to the security office, and walks in, looking around...::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CSO/OPS:  It appears everything is coming together Kevin.  We have a strong lead as to who might have had a part in all of this.  Trent is hot on the trail now.  Tio, can explain the rest of it to you.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Grumbles:: XO: I still think we'd better power down... That freighter, after all, had his weapons down too when we got them within sensors range...

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  That's great to know.  ::smiles::

CSO_Nash says:
ADM: Understood. If I may. ::Reaches for the PADD.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: SB33: Condor, this is screaming Eagle. Target acquired. How shall I proceed? Over.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  You take it easy Kyleigh.  I want you to see Troi Starr, and no grumbling about it.  Those twins will be our first and I want the best for them!

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Calls out: Erm... Captain Ayidee?

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  All right, when should I report to Dr. Starr?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Looks up.::  EO: Yes?  Over here, can I help you?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: Screaming Eagle:  This is SB 33.  Proceed with caution.  I believe someone here can give you better advise than I on how to proceed.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: the three walk along corridors....Hazzard and the Chief in front as the Ensign walks behind them....scum and casual onlookers stay out of their path as they search for anyone who might have information they can use....those that do cross their path....are left unconscious in the hallways...a little less healthy then they began....::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Sam>  CO:  Captain, your XO is on the horn.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Very well. Power down weapons until we need them. Just have them ready quick.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods:: XO: Powering down.. ::Presses a few buttons, powering down the weapons::

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::sighs, and walks over:: CO: Ensign... Adahn Wilson-Ilianor, reporting for duty, sir. Admiral Alexander sent me here to see what I could assist you with in your investigation, sir...

CSO_Nash says:
:: Sets up two more PADDS and takes the first PADD from the Admiral and downloads copies and the stasis program to the new PADDS.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: SB 33: Screaming eagle standing by.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
EO: Just  minute.  Sam: OK, I have it.  Com: XO: Screaming Eagle, go ahead.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CSO:  Kevin, do not leave Kyleigh alone, and do NOT interact with anyone but me.  Admiral Stewart is here for the investigation.  Refer him to me if you are approached.

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: CO: Condor, we have located the whereabouts of this Galmod character. How do you want us to handle it. Any info on Galmod you can give us will be appreciated.

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
::his eyes widen, as he looks about the room - obviously something was in action here, perhaps it wasn't the best of times...::

CSO_Nash says:
ADM: Understood.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CSO/OPS:  I have to see him now.  Leave and find Tio.  Dismissed.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
EO: OK, right now we're trying to discover who's behind all this.  We have a lead, a Galmod, his file is on the screen here.  But from every thing I...we know, he can't be the source of the problem.  We need to know who is.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Understood.  ::she gets up and puts her empty glass back on the replicator::

CSO_Nash says:
ADM: Aye. :: Leaves to Base Sec.::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Puts his glass down and follows OPS.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Take care of those babies!

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: What a relief... he doesn't know who I am. CO: How may I assist you, Captain?

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: I just love it when they put you on hold.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  I am.  ::at the one place where she feels safe, next to the CSO::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
COM: XO: He's a mid level hustler, at best.  Does whatever he can to make a profit, but most of his plots are short term at best.  Be very careful, though.  He knows that ship, had it in his hanger for like 20 years.  Everything you have he'll eye and want, right down to your very freedom.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Shrugs:: XO: It happens..

EO_Wilson-Ilianor says:
Self: Captain Ayidee, my Captain...

Host XO_Worthington says:
COM: CO: Understood Condor. Will proceed with caution. Do you want him brought in for questioning?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
EO: Let's try searching back the strings, there's a note from Intel about "The Fortunate One", and it's possession of high tech comm equipment.  See if you can find where he got it from.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
COM: XO: Only if you can do it safely. If not, get his location and call in a strike force.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Heads to SEC to drop off the PADD with Sam.::

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