Star Trek: A Call To Duty
USS Cherokee NCC 61333 SD 10602.26

Produced by Trish Yarborough

Starring
Trish Yarborough as CO_Rose and Admiral Alexander
Steve Weller as CO Tio Ayidee
Brandon Mitcham as XO Trent D. Worthington III 
Dawn Freeman as OPS Kyleigh Nash
Scott Dorsey as CSO Scott Nash
Zach Farland as CNS_Wells
Mark Hazzard as FCO_Lt_Hazzard

Absent 
Alexander Vulkis as CMO Jovan Brabas
Lynda Anderson as CEO Bishara 
Cana Marks as CTO_Rain 
Becky Slater as TO-Sare

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Ship's Log, Stardate 10602.26.  Still undercover, the crew of the USS Cherokee has managed to acquire some of the Syrinium we’ve been searching for, and we are now getting it aboard so they can resume their journey upon rendezvous with the auxiliary craft, The Goddess' Chariot.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Begin Mission >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The Cherokee has just received a communication that the Goddess Chariot will dock with them in 15 minutes.  The communication was verified.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
@::On Antares, finishing business with Captain Rose.::  
Rose: It's been a pleasure doing business with you, sir.  One last thing, where did you acquire that ore?

CNS_Wells says:
@::Along side the Captain on the Antares::

OPS_Nash says:
::at OPS::

SO_Garrett says:
::swirls his chair from the left and right, while studying some space dust::

CSO_Nash says:
:: On the bridge scanning for Syrinium. Hears the comm and sets LRS to monitor the approach of the shuttle.::
*ALL*: Status Report.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::in the Shuttlebay, working on the shuttle repairs and waiting for the Chariot to arrive::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: Hey ya'll...This is the Chariot, I figure I'm about 10 minutes of your position.  I hope everything is still running a green light.

OPS_Nash says:
::hears a familiar voice::  Out loud: It can't be.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::biding her time while she waits for Hazzard to return to the Cherokee... wants to hear about all that has passed since she last saw T'Lin and him.::

SO_Garrett says:
::snaps to it:: CSO: Space clear ahead.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
@CNS: Once we're aboard, I trust that you can see to the ore and make sure it's properly 'stored'?

CNS_Wells says:
@CO: Not a problem, Sir.

OPS_Nash says:
COM:  Chariot:  Acknowledged.  You finally coming home Hazzard?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::smiles as she knows the crew will be surprised at his coming back.::

CNS_Wells says:
@CO: I can even begin testing, if you'd like. Under Doctor Brabas' supervision, of course.

SO_Garrett says:
::looks up as he hears the OPS say the name Hazzard::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: well...it was getting boring planet side...and some friends asked me to make sure your boss got his ship back ..after I spruced it up a little.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Hears the voice and grins.:: SO: Very good. Keep those SRS scanning for any trace of Syrinium in the vicinity, Mr. Garrett.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  It looks like someone we know is coming home.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
@CNS: Yes, that would be good so we know it's the quality our customer is looking for.

SO_Garrett says:
CSO: Will do sir. ::turns his attention back to the console and wonders if it's the same Hazzard who picked on him when he was a 1st year Cadet::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Smiles at her.:: OPS: Yes, it is good to hear his voice again. I hope everything is well with his folks.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Me too, I hope T'Lin and the family are all right.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: I'm coming up on visual range with you.  Jeez, what’s that ship made out of, bailing wire and balsa wood?

CNS_Wells says:
@CO: You got it, Boss. 
ROSE: Did the people you got it from tell you what the mineral is used for?

OPS_Nash says:
COM:  Chariot: It flies, don't it?

SO_Garrett says:
::looks up as he hears the voice again....yup it's him:: Self: Just great..
Host CO_Rose says:
@Hardin:  Well, I have had it so long, I don't rightly remember.  Some trade or other... but it isn't worth anything to me.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity : That remains to be seen.  That’s the first starship that looks like it needs training wheels.  Making final approach on your shuttle bay, request that you open the doors.  Or do you need me to go outside and push them open?

OPS_Nash says:
COM:  Chariot:  Just get yourself here, Treeboy.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
@Rose: Very good, it's still been a pleasure doing business with you.  We hope to see you around.
*OPS*: Ready to beam back at your leisure.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: Now in Visual range.  By the way, the Captain isn't on the bridge, is he?

OPS_Nash says:
*CO*:  Aye.  On your word.

CNS_Wells says:
@ROSE: If it wasn't worth anything, why except delivery of the mineral. I should think it would be taking up valuable space in your cargo bays. I mean if it's worthless?

CNS_Wells says:
@::Ready to head out with the Captain, not expecting a real answer from Rose::

Host Adm-Alexander ACTION:  The Captain and party are transported back to the Cherokee. (Transporter.wav)

OPS_Nash says:
::beams the away team back::

OPS_Nash says:
COM:  Chariot:  He is on his way.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Materializes.::  CNS: That was...interesting to say the least.  Let me know if you need anything else with your work.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Pulls up the Chariot on visual as it approaches and begins to chuckle.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  A pair of fuzzy dice can be seen on a window and God Bless Texas written on the front of the ship in large purple letters.

OPS_Nash says:
*CO*:  Captain, we have a new crew member arriving.  I think you may find this new addition quite amusing.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::sees the Chariot on the display:: Self: About time. I will have to let the pilot know I prefer promptness to tardiness.

SO_Garrett says:
::studies his scans:: Self: Oh my....Texas?

CNS_Wells says:
::Rematerializes:: CO: I don't buy what Rose was saying about not knowing anything about the mineral. For the record.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#Com: Serenity : Beginning my landing approach...docking will commence in 5..4...

Host CO_Ayidee says:
*OPS*: Is it safe to assume they came on the Chariot?

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Aye, Sir. I'm off to the labs.  ::Heads off::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::senses the feelings of the CSO and begins to laugh, then decides to walk down to the shuttle bay::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CNS: Good luck, and good work over there.

OPS_Nash says:
*CO*:  Yes, he is on the Chariot.

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Pipe your next conversation with the Chariot to the shuttle bay.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Thanks.  ::Is out the door.::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Right away.  ::smiles::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: By the way guys...your port rear identification light is out.  did you get this thing used?

CNS_Wells says:
::Heads off to find his Syrinium::

OPS_Nash says:
::prepares to pipe the next comm to the Shuttlebay::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS:: He should be requesting clearance right about now.

Host Adm-Alexander ACTION:  As OPS listens in, the music God Bless Texas can be heard in the background. (God Blessed Texas.wav)

Host XO_Worthington says:
::sees the doors open and prepares to inspect the ship::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Checks some of the Civilian type gear (weapon and PADDs) and puts them back in the storage locker.::

OPS_Nash says:
COM:  Chariot:  That is on a need to know basis.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Exits Transporter Room, heading for Bridge.::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: Serenity Control this is Goddess's Chariot, requesting final approach and landing permissions.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Shall I grant him passage?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The communication from the Chariot  is heard throughout the ship.

CNS_Wells says:
::Heads to Cargo Bay 2::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Hang on. 
*XO*: Did you receive that last?

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CSO*: Is there a problem, what is going on?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Looks up a bit startled at the comm traffic, both at the voice and at the fact that it's broadcast ship wide.::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: Guys...let me in...I gotta wash this stuff off the hull before the Cap’n sees it or he's gonna skin me alive!!!

CSO_Nash says:
*XO*: Listen to the reply from the shuttle.
OPS: Grant him clearance.

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CSO*: Did our alternates hillbilly selves hijack the Chariot?

CNS_Wells says:
::Works with personnel in Cargo Bay 2 to secure and store the mineral.  He then takes a sample container and places an amount of the mineral in it...to go::

OPS_Nash says:
COM:  Chariot:  Permission granted.  And Welcome home. ::allows the Chariot passage::

CSO_Nash says:
*XO*: Something like that, sir.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
#COM: Serenity: Aye aye....docking now. ::  He slowly glides the Chariot down into the shuttle bay....letting it gently touch down and beginning the post flight checklist. ::

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CSO*: I'll get to the bottom of this. ::waits for the shuttle to land::

CNS_Wells says:
::And go he does, to his quarters for a moment to change into a uniform::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Cut ship wide.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The Chariot lands inside the Serenity.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Arrives on the Bridge.::  CSO: Status report, please.

SO_Garrett says:
::goes back to scanning::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Yes Sir.  ::shuts off Ship Wide::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::starts looking over the ship, wondering what alterations have been made::

CSO_Nash says:
CO: All systems are green. The Chariot has arrived and we are awaiting docking and ready to execute our previous orders upon your command, sir.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
::Flicks several switches and debates about taking the fuzzy dice hanging over the nav console.  Grinning to himself he leaves them there, slowly walking over to the command modules exit hatch, still humming God Bless Texas. ::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CSO: Once it's secure, get us underway.  And please tell me that that isn't the Chariot.  If so, our "pilot" better hope he has a Phaser deflector built into his slacks.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::waits for Mark to exit from the Chariot::

OPS_Nash says:
::tries to hide a smirk::

CNS_Wells says:
::Once ready makes way to the med lab::

CSO_Nash says:
CO: Aye sir. :: Grins at the Captain as he blows off some steam.:: I hope he can dodge really well, sir.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: slowly triggers the hatch to slide open as he exits the Chariot, clothed in a long leather duster and a wide cowboy hat, his appearance and facial features are not very noticeable.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::tries not to smile as she can very clearly read the XO's mind::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::sees the hatch open:: Pilot: What was the delay and what in the world has happened to this craft?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CSO: Do we have a course laid in?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: looks up and grins at the XO :: XO: Well sir, a few shady characters have been keepin' an eye on local traffic, so I thought it might be wise to give the Chariot a bit of a makeover...so nobody puts two and two together...it all comes off easy, but lets not tell the Captain just yet.

CSO_Nash says:
CO: Already plotted, sir. Ready to engage. :: Goes to the Flight control station to implement.::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CSO: Good, engage, Warp 4.  Can't move too fast, wouldn't be very "civilian like".

Host XO_Worthington says:
Pilot: Interesting disguise, Mister?

CNS_Wells says:
::In the med lab, begins preliminary testing on the mineral preparing initial reports for Doctor Brabas::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
OPS: Do you have teams ready to figure out the operation of the equipment we picked up in case it's needed?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: takes his hat off and gives the XO a text book salute. :: XO: Lieutenant Mark W. Hazzard.  Requesting permission to board, sir.

CSO_Nash says:
CO: Aye sir. :: Engages the engines .::
SO: Set LRS to scan for Syrinium.

SO_Garrett says:
CSO: Aye sir, already scanning.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CSO: It was strange, Captain Rose couldn't seem to recall where he got the sample he had.

OPS_Nash says:
CO:  Of course.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::finally recognizing the pilot:: FCO: Well, well. Look what the cat has dragged in. Permission granted but don't quote me on that.

CNS_Wells says:
SELF: Let's start at the very beginning....a very good place to start. Ok the long awaited chemical analysis....Yay! ::Punches up his instructions on the console to begin the test then, moves to the Replicator::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
FCO:  Mr. Hazzard... where is my hug?

CSO_Nash says:
CO: Odd indeed, but if you've traded as much as he has to, I'm sure it isn't the first thing of no value he's acquired.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: grins and nods to the XO :: XO: Thank you, sir.  Actually I have to report to the Captain as soon as I can.  Can you have the shuttle crew hose the Chariot down with cleaning fluid...quickly...The Cap'n sees that and he IS gonna drag me in.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: looks to the admiral and walks over to her ..giving her a fierce bear hug, lifting her up from the deck before setting her back down and giving her another crisp salute. :: ADM: Glad to see you again, Ma'am!

CNS_Wells says:
COMPUTER: Coffee, hot ::takes his order from the Replicator, carries cup over to view screen to watch the data pour in::  SELF: Should be good reading...a best seller, even.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CSO: Perhaps, but it still bares some looking into.  If we can get a check requested from Starfleet without drawing attention to ourselves.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::shakes his head:: Adm: Did you know about this? Self: Heaven help us all.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
FCO:  Glad to see you Mark... we will talk later so you can catch me up, but I have new orders for you. ::hands him the PADD.::

CNS_Wells says:
::Sits with his cup::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  An A-one priority message comes in for the Captain.  It tells of Civilian Hazzard being changed to FCO  and the FCO to CEO.

SO_Garrett says:
::sighs as he tries scanning for any Syrinium...but nothing shows up::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: his grin fades at the idea of catching up. :: ADM: With all due respect ma'am, I'd rather just get myself settled in and at the job. :: Looks at the PADD and sighs.:: ADM: I've been transferred to FCO?  I swear...I think they flip a coin at Starfleet Billeting Assignments.

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CO*: The Chariot is here but she has been through a rough journey. I will have her cleaned up for you. I will return to the bridge shortly. ::motions to one of the crewman and heads for the TL::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Taps in acknowledgement of the message.::
*XO*: Understood, things are quiet here at the moment, we're just getting back on course to Nequencia.

CSO_Nash says:
CO: That would be prudent, sir. I'm sure you can find a way to keep it off the official radar.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: looks at the bright orange paint on the Chariot and sighs. :: ADM: I just hope the Captain doesn't see this....I was kinda hopin' to sneak her onboard quickly.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
FCO:  So you think I flip coins do you Mr. Hazzard?  ::tries to frown at him::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: plays along. :: ADM: Well they have to give you admirals SOMETHING to do at your desks. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
FCO:  Good luck on that one Mark... if he doesn't see it, I am sure he will hear about it!

Host XO_Worthington says:
::TL stops on the bridge and he exits::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
ADM: Well I have to go meet my fate on the bridge...Its good to see you again Admiral. :: grins as he walks to the TL::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
XO: Ship look ok, outside of the hull?

Host XO_Worthington says:
CO: She should be fine, sir. I will have her fumigated as well.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: sets the TL to take him to the bridge, silently whispering a prayer that the XO won't snitch on him. ::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
XO: I won't ask there.  We managed to locate some Syrinium on the Antares, so perhaps it's not as rare as we had feared.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::staring at the Chariot, she truly hopes Tio doesn't make a trip to see her... she has never truly see the Cait mad::

CNS_Wells says:
::Sets up an experiment to find the best solvent to use in making the liquid serum::

Host XO_Worthington says:
CO: Are you sure that they are not involved with the KPF?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: steps out of the TL and onto the bridge. :: CO: Captain, Your new Flight Control Officer, reporting for duty, sir!

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::shaking her head once more, she leaves the cargo bay and enters the TL::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
XO: Not sure of anything as far as they're concerned.  But if they were, I'd guess they wouldn't want us having this sample.  I hope.

OPS_Nash says:
::turns around and sees the big galoot.::

CSO_Nash says:
CO: Speaking of the Syrinium, I did a detailed study of the cells taken from one of the infected Romulans, and found a hit in Starfleet Medical database on the cause.

SO_Garrett says:
::grunts as the new FCO steps onto the Bridge and gives him an evil eye::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
FCO: Welcome aboard and back, Lieutenant.  Is your family recovered?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
CSO: Oh?  Is it something we can use in dealing with it, or even figuring out his likely targets?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: turns his gaze to his console and the grin fades. :: CO: Sir, I'd rather not talk about that at this time.  It should all be in my file.  I'll just as well assume my post and talk about it later sir.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::as the TL opens she steps just inside to see the reaction of the crew that knew Mark, then picks up someone not happy at all about his appearance::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Looks up as the FCO enters and grins.:: FCO: Well, well, well, Grizzly Adams has decided to step off his mountain. ::Chuckles.::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: looks back up at the CSO as he walks over to the Flight Operations Console.::

OPS_Nash says:
FCO:  So you are our new pilot, huh?

CNS_Wells says:
::Sets up computer to begin the simulation testing experiments. Creates a half dozen simulated test subjects, infecting them at various stages of the plague::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
CSO: This coming from the walking mountain range himself.  I'd say you've grown as a person but I don't think that's physically possible for you.

SO_Garrett says:
::shakes his head and turns his attention back to the console:: Self: That arrogant little...

Host CO_Ayidee says:
FCO: Very well, but one question.  What in the unprintable galaxies did you do to the Chariot?  She looks like she flew threw a mess of paint?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
OPS: That’s right.  :: leans down to whisper into Kyleigh’s ear. :: OPS: Who's the little wiggler at Science Station 1...he's been giving me the stink eye since I got onboard.

CSO_Nash says:
CO: I'll have a detailed report sent to you the XO and the Admiral, but the pertinent facts are as follows. The radiation is consistent with a Metreon Cascade weapon developed by a Haakonian Doctor named Ma'Bor Jetrel.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: straightens up and grins weakly. :: CO: Umm...I ah...hit an Ion storm and it just so happened to change the molecular structure of the outer hull so that the color ummm...changed.  Yeah, your not buying it, huh?

OPS_Nash says:
::whispers::   FCO:  You'll see.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CSO: What did you just say!

CSO_Nash says:
FCO: That may be buddy, but You'll appreciate it when we're planet side and you decide to get rowdy. ::Chuckles.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::begins to grin as the FCO tries to back his way out of the paint job::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
FCO: If it doesn't all come off, then your hide will be made to match.

CSO_Nash says:
XO: Which part, sir?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
CO: Oh it will.  Seriously, I mean just a little cleaning solution and bam, back to normal. :: Looks at the SO again...vaguely remembering...a closet filled with Tribbles. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CO:  Tio, did you receive the priority one communication from SFC?

CNS_Wells says:
::Drains his coffee cup:: SELF: Ahhh, good to the last drop.  ::and returns to the Replicator for a refill::

SO_Garrett says:
::gives the FCO a ice cold glare::

CSO_Nash says:
XO: Metreon Cascade Weapon, Haakonian scientist, Jetrel by name.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CSO: That name, I have heard it before. I don't know where but I have heard that name before.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: Aye ma'am.  It arrived a few minutes ago.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: shakes his head, not remembering as he sits down at the FCO console stretching his legs and cracking his knuckles. :: OPS: So have they given this tub a safety rated speed we can exceed or what?

CNS_Wells says:
::Returns to console. The preliminary analysis is complete so he begins to read this fascinating piece of literary work::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::nods::  CO:  Then I will leave you to it.  I would like to join the CMO and CNS.  Do you know their location?

OPS_Nash says:
FCO:  That I have no answer for.  You are the pilot now, look it up.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Adm: I believe the Medical Labs.

CSO_Nash says:
XO: It was said that he suffers from Metremia and was looking into a cure, but I'm sure he could have... :: trails off as the thought occurs to him.::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: shakes his head and grins at the OPS :: OPS: And here Scotty told me you practically know everything.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Please find the exact location of the CNS and CMO?

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
CO: Captain, Request permission to assume helm.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
FCO: It's not a safety measure, it's a legal measure.  We're to keep under Warp 5, as there's no such thing as an emergency for a civilian ship.  Permission granted.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Yes Admiral.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CSO: I want all the info we have on him ASAP.

SO_Garrett says:
::grunts again as he feeds the latest report from his console to update the helm...and for a moment feels tempted to feed incorrect data, but decides not to::

CSO_Nash says:
XO: Aye, sir. :: Loads up a data PADD on Ma'Bor Jetrel and hands it to the XO.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
CSO: Thanks. ::starts reading over the PADD::

OPS_Nash says:
::locates the CNS and CMO::  ADM/CO:  Confirmed, they are in the Medical Labs.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Thank you.  ::turning she heads to the TL doors::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: notices the momentary glitch from the SO station...arching his eyebrow and turning to face the SO:: SO: Pardon me for a sec, but could you take a little more caution with those updates, its gonna get a trifle warm in here if you forget to include the grav range on nearby suns...don't ya think?

SO_Garrett says:
FCO: I just hope you're wise enough to stay out of their gravity well...sir. ::sends him more updates::

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: turns to the OPS:: OPS: I swear I think I've seen him before...but...I think he was hairier the last time I saw him.

OPS_Nash says:
FCO:  Anything is possible, Hazzard.

FCO_Lt_Hazzard says:
:: shrugs as he acclimates himself with the helm. ::  OPS: Hey...you know I think this crate is older than any of us...I think I just found Zefram Cochrane’s retainer in this seat cushion.

OPS_Nash says:
FCO:  Shut up and drive, Hazzard.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::closes his eyes and thinks of where he heard that name::

CSO_Nash says:
XO: You're welcome, sir.
CO: I guess that sparked something from his abduction by the way he reacted.

CNS_Wells says:
SELF: That is interesting ::Finds properties in the analysis of an element that look familiar but different from what was expected:: SELF: This could be something.

SO_Garrett says:
::shakes his head:: Self: Some people never change...

CNS_Wells says:
::Begins doing some research on what he suspects::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
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