Host SM-Trish says:
USS Cherokee 10703.25 Investigations Part 7

Starring 
Trish Yarborough as SM and VortaGalla and Quirk
Steve Weller as CO Tio Ayidee and Ferengi Daemon_Drof
Brandon Mitcham as XO Trent D. Worthington III 
Mark Haslam as CTO Mark Hazzard
Dawn Freeman as OPS Kyleigh Nash

Absent 
Zach Farland as CNS_Wells 
Alexander Vuklis as CMO_Brabas

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Ship's Log, Stardate 10703.25, Captain Ayidee recording.  We are currently about to board the Ferengi vessel suspected of abducting the Founder in hopes of bringing a reward from a Cardassian group hoping for vengeance.  With luck, things will go smoothly, but I'm not sure if there's that much luck in the Multiverse.

Host VortaGalla says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Begin Mission >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::On Bridge, monitoring the attacks progress.::

Host VortaGalla says:
XO:  Between your men and mine, we should find the Founder is short order, don't  you think?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: checks over the final details with his team in the Transporter Room. ::

Host XO_Worthington says:
Galla: I believe we will be successful, yes.

Host VortaGalla says:
::looks around and sees everyone is ready for transport::

Host XO_Worthington says:
*OPS*: Away team standing by for transport.

CNS_Wells says:
::Arrives and joins the others in Transporter Room, a medical team will also be beamed over::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
#<Daemon Drof> *All*: We may not be fighting them ship to ship, but let's keep to the plan.  They know nothing, they have nothing.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Security Team: Alright men, we stay cool and frosty.  No trigger fingers today.  Keep your eye out for anything suspicious and keep your head in the game.

OPS_Nash says:
:::at OPS::  *XO*:  Acknowledged. Energizing now.  Good luck.

Host VortaGalla ACTION:  OPS beams the AT directly to the bridge of the Ferengi vessel. (Transporter.wav)

Host VortaGalla says:
XO:  I will follow your lead.  My men are ready to begin scanning.

Host VortaGalla says:
::looks are the Ferengi on the bridge and tries not to show the disgust in his eyes::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@:: directs his men to take strategic places on the bridge, each one holding a rather impressive Phaser rifle. Then looking over to the XO and waiting for his command. ::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
<Daemon> All: Welcome back, is there something you forgot on your last visit?  I thought everything was, as they say, smooth as silk.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::looks around for the Ferengi Captain:: Daemon: We want the Founder, hand him over now or we will tear this place apart.

CNS_Wells says:
::Looks around bridge to Daemon Drof and approaches him::

Host VortaGalla says:
::nods to his men to begin their scanning::

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: Founder?  Is that a kind of computer control system for the shuttle you bought the parts for?  Not familiar with that brand name.

Host VortaGalla says:
<Jem’Hadar>  ::touches their scanners and begins the scans for the Founder::

CNS_Wells says:
::Looks at the Commander then to the Daemon:: Drof: ...and I guess I am here to put you back together after you have been torn apart. 

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Daemon: Cut the Frellbar, Daemon.  We know you have him.  Give him up or those nice guys from the Dominion will tear this ship apart and then start asking questions.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: I have no time for games. By order of Galactic law I am placing you and your crew under arrest. ::motions to the Vorta and Mr. Hazzard:: CTO/Vorta: You may begin.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
@<Ayidee> OPS: Scan their ship, see if you can detect either large power outputs, or areas with limited sensor access.

Host VortaGalla says:
<Jem’Hadar> VortaGalla:  I am detecting signs on the decks below.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks over to the Vorta. :: Vorta: Sir, you mind if I start?  I understand he's your man, but this is my area of space.  Home turf advantage and all.
OPS_Nash says:
@CO:  Yes, sir.  ::begins scanning::

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: On the evidence of a mere accusation?  What if I accused the Vorta of smuggling Lembas over the border?  Would you arrest him?

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: You WILL comply with this investigation or we will have no choice to use force. Believe me when I say we do not want that.

Host VortaGalla says:
CTO:  Your XO is in charge.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks to the XO :: XO: Permission to be creative, sir?

Host VortaGalla says:
XO:  At least we know he was on the ship at one time, now we have to find him.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CTO: Find the Founder Mr. Hazzard. Do whatever you feel is necessary.

Host VortaGalla says:
<Jem’Hadar> ::they move off down the corridor to the lower decks, scanning intently::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: turns and looks at the Daemon. :: Daemon: Sir, at this moment, you have two options.  Option A, you tell me where the Founder is.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
Vorta: You mean one of your gods is missing?  He was here, looking for a fancy flower pot for something or other, but he left before we left the Gorn world.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Daemon: uh huh.  Tell me another one...and make it good.  I want your last words to mean something.

Host XO_Worthington says:
SEC: Place these men under arrest. I want them separated. Keep alert, I want no surprises.

Host VortaGalla says:
Drof:  Are you quite sure Captain?  I am sure the CTO would love to have a new pair of ears for his collection.  Am I right Mr. Hazzard?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
<Lt. Kilbrowski> XO: Yes sir.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Vorta: Ya just can't have enough ears.  They're like bubble gum.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Vorta: Begin your scanning. Go find your founder.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: What's the good of life, even a boring one with all your rules, with no surprises?  I can arrange for some very pleasant surprises, for a very small price.  Almost non-existent, you won't beat the deal anywhere!

Host VortaGalla says:
::looking at the CTO::  CTO:  And this one has such large ones.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: glares at the Ferengi. :: Daemon: Give me the answer I want, or I'm gonna make those Jem’Hadar folks look like cute cuddly teddy bears.

CNS_Wells says:
::Watches as the events unfold around him and wishes he were somewhere else::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: slams the Ferengi against a bulkhead and glares at him. :: Daemon: I'm…losing...my patience.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
Vorta: Look who's talking about ears, Keedler.  Have any crackers to give out?

Host VortaGalla says:
::nods to the XO and walks off to find his men, drawing a weapon as he leaves::

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: I suggest you comply before things get out of hand.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
CTO: Hey, relax, I can get you some nice surprises as well.  Holo-programs maybe, with ANYONE you want in them.  And they are so cheap they're almost free!

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: grins evilly :: Daemon: Ask Quirk what happened to him when I lost my patience.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: turns to look at the XO:: XO: He's useless, might as well vaporize him and move on to his XO.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: takes his Phaser out, making a point to show the Ferengi that it is NOT set to stun. ::

Host VortaGalla says:
ACTION:  The Jem’Hadar are following a low energy field, hoping it will lead to their Founder.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: Why play such a risky game? There is no profit in it.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
CTO: Now now, you really need to relax some.  
XO: What game?  I can't tell you where an imaginary being is, now can I?

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: Perhaps not but this being is not imaginary. Now, you can tell us where the Founder is or we will just have to find them one way...or another.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: points the Phaser at the Daemon. :: Daemon: Talk, or I bump the crew here one step up the chain of command.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: No idea if there's one closer, but take that path by Bajor, go through it and find their home world.  I'd guess there are lots of them there.  Far more than the none than are here.

CNS_Wells says:
XO: Sir, I see no need of a med team or myself to be here. Permission to return to the ship.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: tilts his aim to the side, narrowly missing one of the Ferengi's ear as he discharges a shot. :: Daemon: Wrong Answer!

OPS_Nash says:
@::after what seems like an eternity, the sensors came up with something::  CO:  There seems to be a null field on deck 4, and sensors are not able to penetrate.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CNS: I would appreciate you assistance in "questioning" the Daemon. Perhaps you can appeal to him?

Host Quirk says:
:;receives the signal that the Federation has boarded, as he runs to make sure the Founder is completely shielded::

Host Daemon_Drof says:
CTO: Wrong question perhaps?  Or should I say, wrong incentive to answer.  You're proposing a loose, loose operation, and I don't choose them.  No profit.  You want the jump on the Vorta?  You want the reward yourself?

Host Quirk says:
::nods to the 4 crew that are in the room as they begin to play a gambling game, hoping to look innocent:::

CNS_Wells says:
XO: Sir, I am unfamiliar with the kind of tactics you and the CTO seem well versed in. I'm not sure I'd be much help at this point.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Daemon: Reward?  Reward?  You really think the Cardassians are going to pay you?  Think long and hard about that, Daemon.  These are the guys that sold out the ENTIRE Alpha Quadrant.

Host Quirk says:
ACTION:  The Jem’Hadar have left deck 1 and are proceeding to deck 2.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CNS: You may return to the ship then. I see no use for you then.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Daemon: You really think these guys are going to let you live knowing someone can point the Dominion to who snagged their Founder.

CNS_Wells says:
XO: Yes, Sir.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
CTO: Oh come on, what about the Beta Quadrant?  But that's not the point, or the question.  The Cardassians are dead, but they have a legitimate claim.

CNS_Wells says:
MO_Monroe: Pack it in. We are heading back to the ship.

Host Quirk says:
::runs down the corridor, waiting to see who will search this deck::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Daemon: You know what?  It doesn't matter, we have the guns, we have the power.  I'll take the founder from you myself...and you'll see no profit.  No reward, and more than likely no daemon rank as you’re such a poor businessman. :: points to his security men. ::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Kilbrowski: Restrain him, make sure he cannot move.

CNS_Wells says:
*OPS*: Medical team and myself, standing by to return to the ship at your convenience, Commander.

OPS_Nash says:
@*CNS*:  So you are ready to come home?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
<Lt. Kilbrowski> :: puts binders on the Daemon and sits him down in his command chair. ::

CNS_Wells says:
*OPS*: That is an affirmative, Commander.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
XO: Sir, I'm going to join the search teams.   This little worm won't provide anything, I say give him to the Dominion.

OPS_Nash says:
@*CNS*:  Energizing.   ::beams the CNS and his team back::

Host Quirk says:
ACTION:  As the Daemon is pushed into the chair, he jumps up, hitting Kilbrowski under the chin and knocking him out cold.

Host XO_Worthington says:
CTO: Agreed. We will just have to wait til we get him back to the ship. Good luck.

CNS_Wells says:
@::Feels a bit hurt and angered by the XO's comment as he rematerializes in the Transporter Room::

CNS_Wells says:
@MO_Monroe: You are your people can report back to Doctor Brabas, and thanks for your help.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::turns and see the Daemon coming at him, decides to throw out a clothesline::

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: This is an outrage!  You can't arrest us on nothing more than the accusation of a very biased accuser!

CNS_Wells says:
@<MO_Monroe>: CNS: Aye, Sir, and anytime. ::Exits::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
<Ens. Wayne>:: the other member of the security team present on the bridge levels his Phaser rifle at the Ferengi Daemon. :: Daemon: On the DECK...NOW!

CNS_Wells says:
@::Heads to the bridge::

Host Quirk says:
ACTION:  The XO's arm catches the Daemon in the neck. throwing him to the floor, but still conscious and uninjured.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
<Ens. Wayne> :: immediately pushes the muzzle of his Phaser rifle into the Daemon's gut. :: Daemon: Do ...Not...MOVE!

Host Daemon_Drof says:
::lands on floor.::  Wayne: The second you find evidence we have this Founder, evidence mind you, then you can arrest us all you want.  I know enough of your laws to know you can't arrest people on a whim like this.  And unlike the Federation, I won't skimp on Lawyer costs.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: We really frown on assaults where I come from. ::follows up the clothesline with a restraining hold, attempting to subdue the Ferengi::

Host VortaGalla says:
<Jem’Hadar> Galla:  The sensors seem to be getting stronger, the further down we go.  ::moving to deck 3::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: quickly makes his way to join the search teams.  His eyes locking onto the Vorta and rushing to catch up to him. ::

Host VortaGalla says:
CTO:  It seems the signal is getting stronger.  ::pointing to the scans::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
<Ens. Wayne> :: lets the Phaser whine, letting the Ferengi know that the weapon is charged. :: Daemon: your lips are moving.  I told you not to move.

CNS_Wells says:
@::Arrives on bridge and takes a station::

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: You seem to forget you are already under arrest! Let us worry about evidence for your prosecution.

Host Quirk says:
::receives a signal that the security from the Cherokee are one deck above them.  He runs to warn his men::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks at the scanner and nods, drawing his weapon out and motioning for the Vorta to follow him. :: Vorta: The sooner we find your founder, the better.  I hate this ship already.  Have your scanner look for any of the crew we might have missed.

Host Quirk says:
CTO:  There is no one else that I know of.  Just the Founder was missing.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::motions for one of the security to come take over with the Daemon so he can attend to Kilbrowski::

Host Daemon_Drof says:
@<Ayidee> CNS: Are things progressing as expected over there?

Host Quirk says:
Men:  They are almost here.  They can NOT find him.  Daemon will have our ears if they do!

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: shakes his head. :: Vorta: No, Ferengi life signs.  Knowing this lot, if the Daemon doesn't know, then one of his crew is pulling this con job.  And that means they'll be hiding evidence faster than you and I breathe.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
*OPS*: Commander, can you patch me into the Ferengi's ship all purpose com?  I feel the need to hear myself talk.

Host Quirk says:
::he takes his seat and starts playing Dom-Jot, which is a very noisy game::

OPS_Nash says:
@*CTO*:  I'll see what I can do.  ::she attempts his request::

CNS_Wells says:
@CO: As expected? Yes, Sir. No wounded, yet. So the med team returned.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Vorta: You finish up on this deck, I'll check the one below.  One of these little trolls has to know something.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::moves over to the Lt. and sees he is unconscious:: *CO*: Sir, Lt. Kilbrowski has been injured. Since we no longer have any med teams, can you please have him beamed directly to Sick Bay?

Host Daemon_Drof says:
<CO_Ayidee> *XO*: Acknowledged, we'll initiate immediately.  What happened?

Host Quirk says:
CTO:  Do you think it is wise for us to split up?  Perhaps you might ask your XO first?

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CO*: The Daemon attacked him as he was being restrained. I hope it is not serious.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: nods, reminded of the common sense of not going off half-cocked. :: *XO*: Commander, I'm recommending we split up the search teams.  I'm going to search Deck 4 while the Dominion team and two of my men continue their search of Deck 3.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
@<Ayidee> OPS: Beam him back.
*XO*: Have you found anything yet?

OPS_Nash says:
@::nods as she beams Lt. Kilbrowski to Sickbay::

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CTO*: You have operational discretion. I am leaving the search up to you. Do what you feel is necessary. Just find that founder and stay safe!

Host Quirk  (Transporter.wav)

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
*XO* Roger that, sir.  Hazzard out.

Host XO_Worthington says:
*CO*: Not as of yet but the search is continuing.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Vorta: My XO is cool with that decision.  You guys finish up here and meet me down on Deck 4. :: turns and makes for the nearest TL down. ::

Host VortaGalla says:
CTO:  I would... ::goes after him::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: sighs and waits for the Vorta to catch up to him, closing the door and sending the lift car to Deck 4. ::

Host VortaGalla says:
::rushes inside the door::  CTO:  How do you expect to find him without our scanners?

Host Daemon_Drof says:
::Starts muttering, listing the "improper arrest" procedures utilized and wondering how much Starfleet has in Liability Insurance.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::looks at the Daemon:: Daemon: Do you honestly think I care?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: smiles. :: Vorta: Easy.  Look to where they don't want attention.  I worked with a Ferengi briefly, and if there is one thing they like to do.  Its hide stuff.  So basically we have to look for a gaggle of the little buggers doing something...inane...normal...as if we shouldn't even worry about them.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
@<Ayidee> OPS: Any unusual reports coming from their ship?  Or for that matter, any unusual traffic in the area?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: exits the TL with the Vorta behind him...looking for anything out of the ordinary. ::

Host VortaGalla says:
CTO:  That is exactly what we have found on every deck Cmdr.  How will you tell the difference?

OPS_Nash says:
@CO:  Not presently, but that can change especially when it comes to Ferengi's up to no good.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Vorta: You haven't dealt much with Ferengi, have you, sir? :: continues to idly check the corridors, starting to hear a commotion ahead. ::

Host Quirk says:
::is beginning to win and lets out a yell of triumph::  Men:  You are going to have to play better than this to beat me!

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: puts a finger to his lips as he begins to hear the sounds of the game and walks into the room ..grinning like a Cheshire Cat. :: Quirk: Well if it isn't my old friend Quirk.  How ya been?

Host Quirk says:
::jumps up from the table::  CTO:  What are you doing here?  Need more spare parts?  ::grinning::  Or perhaps you would like to play Dom-jot with us.  I am the winner right now.

Host Quirk says:
CTO:  Here, take this chair next to me!

Host Quirk says:
<VortaGalla> ::holds his men back to see what is going to happen next::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Quirk: Now this is interesting.  Your ship is being detained by both a Federation ship and a Dominion vessel, and here you are gambling, playing games as if nothing is wrong.

Host Quirk says:
<Jem’Hadar> Galla:  The signal is somewhere here on this deck, however, we cannot pinpoint where.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::waits for word from the CTO, hoping he gets some good news.::

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: slowly starts to look about the Dom-jot table, looking idly as to where it is in relation to the room.

Host Quirk says:
CTO:  And why not?  This is our off time.  I am winning and when we get to port, I have to put my "extra" Latinum in my account to Ferenginar.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Quirk: And how are you going to spend that Latinum in jail when we find the founder, Quirk?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: motions for the Vorta to enter. :: Vorta: This is what I was talking about.

Host Quirk says:
::looks dumbfounded::  CTO:  Founder?  What Founder?

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks at Quirk and gives him a grin. :: Quirk : Don't you remember what happens when you make me upset.  Your hiding something and making me VERY upset.  So start talking.  Or I'll make the last time look like a picnic.

Host Quirk says:
<VortaGalla>  CTO:  This looks above board to me.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: This place is a dump. You will like your Federation prison cell much better.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
Vorta: And thusly...suspect.

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: I'm glad, will be nice to have a room mate who's happy with the arrangements.

Host Quirk says:
ACTION:  The Cherokee sensors pick up an oncoming ship.  It has the ID signal of another Ferengi vessel.

CTO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks at the Dom-jot table and grins. :: Vorta: They aren't cheating, no gravity manipulaters, no signs of breaking the rules.  A normal game of Dom-jot.  And thus, its not a real game.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Daemon: Yeah, your mom will be there, with clothes on!

Host Daemon_Drof says:
XO: No need to get personal.

OPS_Nash says:
@::sees something on sensors::  CO: Sir, there is another ship coming and from the ID signal, its another Ferengi vessel.

Host Quirk says:
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