Star Trek: A Call To Duty

USS Scimitar NCC-80826 - SD 10901.05

Starring:
												 
Scott Knight		as	[CO] Captain Ethan Michael MacAllister 
			
Andrew James		as	[XO] Commander Thalev Idrani
			and	NPC [EO] Birch

Einar Sigurðsson                as         	[CSO] Lieutenant York

Anna Menser		as	[CNS] Lieutenant Rynia Solaa
			and	NPC [SO] Tallis
			
Steve Gelhorn		as	[FCO] Ensign Stephanie Uax 
			and	NPC [TO] Fitzpanic

With Special Guest: 

Cathy Knights		as	Guest Ship Manager
			and	NPC [OPS] Lieutenant Zen
			and	Computer

Absent:

Julie Léger		as	Ship Manager

Rob Lemmens		as	[CMO] Commander Zoran Abmeraz

Lewis Little		as	[OPS] Ensign Yor’Kie

CJ Short			as	[CIV] Fighter Wing Commander Ensign Sara Sumner

Last time on the Scimitar:

Investigations into the probe's disappearance have begun on board the Scimitar. Hopefully the busy situation will ease the crew tensions which seem to be firing up again as soon as they all got back onto the ship after their last shore leave. York no longer makes the effort to hide his annoyance at MacAllister. Yor'KiE continues to irritate, well, everyone, with constant quips and supposed witty remarks at all the wrong times giving the impression he still doesn't take his duty seriously enough.

MacAllister spends time in his ready room trying to get information from Starfleet about why Klingon weapons had been fired on a planet in the Iota Geminorum system. Records show the Klingons bombarded the planet more than fifty years ago in an effort to destroy every on of the little creatures in a massive Tribble genocide. The Captain thinks they failed and orders the Science department to start scanning for them.

Yor'KiE is getting his job done after all , and works on translating a message found encrypted on the probe the crew have tractored into a quarantined area. So far the message reads: '--- is Cyrano Jones---- Tribbles experiment---- trapped---- help'.

In the meantime, York studies the probe and has quite a disturbing discovery... the probe has bite marks...

<<<<< Resume Mission - "Cyrano's Secret" Part 3 >>>>>

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::on the bridge in his relic chair::

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::finally walks into the lab where the probe is::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::on the bridge in her chair, reading up on tribble-phobia::

CSO Lt York says:
::removes the helmet and places it on the desk, then turns his attention to the container with the bio-matter in the Quarantine lab::

FCO Ens Uax says:
::sits on the bridge holding position where they are running a few background diagnostics::

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: What have you got for me, Lieutenant?

CSO Lt York says:
::walk out of the containment field and stops in front of the Captain:: CO: A jar of stuff sir, just about to examine it. ::and thinks the findings will be securely locked away for his new paper::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Did you know that if you have tribble-phobia, you are afraid of long hair and especially toupees?

CSO Lt York says:
CO: As you can see, I have my team going over the probe inch by inch. ::motions to a group of people in bio-suits behind the other containment field::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Small animals cause hives... the colour brown is avoided...

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::looks at the jar, then at York, then at the "Teeth" marks on the probe:: CSO: Does that look like saliva to you?

CSO Lt York says:
CO: It looks like bio-matter sir, I do not like to....guess. Like I said, I was about to start my tests. You are welcome to stay.......just don't touch anything.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: Intriguing... I think. You believe some may have... tribble-phobia?

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: It is a documented phobia... this Cyrano guy might have it...

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
FCO: Ensign Uax, I think I'd like to change orbit. Instead of a geo-synchronous one, why don't we go for the opposite?

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::resists the urge to prod something in response to the CSO's remark:: CSO: Do you have the resonance image enhancers in place yet?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: There are phobias of everything. There was one man back at the Academy who was scared of antennae... Used to be quite awkward.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::looks at his antennae:: XO: They are rather fearsome, sir.

CSO Lt York says:
CO: We are all set up Sir, this lab is fully equipped to handle alien material without danger to the ship. Just step though the containment field and we can begin. ::steps back through the shimmering wall and over to the lab::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::sits up with pride:: CNS: Thank you.

FCO Ens Uax says:
XO: Understood. Going to a polar orbit on the northern pole ::changes orbit to match:: 

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::giggles:: XO: We all have things that we're afraid of... only a few of us actually have a phobia.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: Yes. But it is the unreasonable ones I find hard to understand like fear of worms.

OPS Lt Zen says:
XO: Uuhhh, Commander, sir.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: That can stem from a lot of things. 

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::steps through the field and accesses a console, using the image enhancers to get an overview of the "bite" pattern then searching the Starfleet database for a pattern match::

CSO Lt York says:
::grabs a utensil and takes a spoonful of material out of the container and places it on the molecular scanner::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
Zen: Yes, Mr. Zen? ::gestures to CNS he heard, and to wait a second::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Fear of the slimy sensation is--- oh.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::turns to the Bolian OPS officer::

OPS Lt Zen says:
XO: It appears that Ensign Yor'KiE's translation program has been completed... just need to do some final adjustments... I have the first part of the message.

CSO Lt York says:
Computer: Computer, please give me a detailed analysis of the matter on pad 2B, full spectral, bio-electric, acidic level, links to known species or plant life.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
Zen: Good work, let's hear it please.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: York, take a look at this... if I shrink the bite pattern it kind of matches this set of marks left by a Tribble on a Klingon officer's arm a couple of years ago.

OPS Lt Zen says:
::presses a button::

ACTION: The message plays over the comm. System: This is Cyrano Jones Junior. I have done tribble experiments for a long time.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Well, I guess he doesn't have tribble-phobia...

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: He maybe the reason other people do though.

CSO Lt York says:
::walks over to the Captain's side and looks at the readouts:: CO: There are similarities.

ACTION: The Science and Tactical consoles beep on the Bridge.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO/TO: Report.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: Well it's not going to be the same bloody animal, so there are bound to be differences... but do you think it's possible that someone has created a genetically engineered, humungous, space dwelling, probe eating super-Tribble?

CSO Lt York says:
CO: Well sir... do you? Like I've told you, I don't do guesses. We will see what the computer can gather from the bio-matter.

CSO Lt York says:
::takes a glance at the computer screen, shifting through pages of data still::

SO Tallis says:
XO: Well, sir, there seems to be something caught on the sensors near the sun...

ACTION: Computer readouts in the science lab continues to analyse the marks as well as the remaining liquid on the probe displaying a ‘please wait’ symbol.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Please be more specific...

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Well, I would, sir, but it's not really coming out very clear...

SO Tallis says:
XO: Oh, it just dropped off sensors... but it was big!

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: Ok... let me rephrase the question... what would it take to create a genetically engineered, humungous, space dwelling, probe eating super-Tribble?

Computer in Science Lab says:
CSO: Analysis fifty percent complete... thank you for your patience, your analysis query is important to us... Have you tried the new veal dish in the mess hall?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Big...like the Captain's coffee addiction or big as in 'OH Holy tricorders' big?

CSO Lt York says:
::looks up:: Computer: What the? Bloody engineers.

SO Tallis says:
XO: We're talking small planetesmal big.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Planetesmal? Is that even a word? Scan it. TO: Let's go to yellow alert please.

TO Fitzpanic says:
XO: Yes sir! ::goes to Yellow alert::

SO Tallis says:
XO: A planetesmal is a space-borne object smaller than a planetoid, yet larger than a comet or asteroid.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: In other words, big. What is it?

CSO Lt York says:
CO: A big lab, most likely a matter antimatter reactor to power the radiation matrix, a hundred Tribbles for experiment, a 30 or so scientists leading in the field of bioengineering. Well sir, you would need a really smart man.

ACTION: The ship goes to yellow alert, amber klaxons going and shields are raised.

SO Tallis says:
XO: I don't know what it is yet... sir.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Prepare a probe.

CSO Lt York says:
::looks up:: CO: What now?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
FCO: Lay in a course to the planetesmal giganormous ...thing...

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::whispers:: XO: Wow... I had no idea what a planetesmal was! 

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: A really smart man... that's just dangerous. ::sees the lighting change:: I'm going to the bridge to see what's going on... let me know the results as soon as you get them.

Computer In Science Lab says:
CSO: Analysis 75 percent complete. Thank you for your patience. We LOVE making you wait...

SO Tallis says:
::is rather annoyed with command some times::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: I wonder if there is a planetesmal phobia...

CSO Lt York says:
::mutters something about him being harmless then:: CO: Aye sir.

FCO Ens Uax says:
XO: Understood, laying in course now. ::engages impulse engines::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Good question...

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::nods::

FCO Ens Uax says:
XO: we're underway for whatever it is we're heading for.

CSO Lt York says:
::kicks a chair over:: *Main engineering*: Main Engineering, this is York in Containment lab 1. What the hell is going on with my computer!?

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::leaves the lab and takes the quickest route to the bridge::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
FCO: On Screen please.

FCO Ens Uax says:
XO: Yes sir. ::hits a button or two and throws the object on the main viewer:: 

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::eyes the pretty Ensign Tallis warily and wonders why there have to be so many pretty females in the science department when her boyfriend is the chief::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::notices the CNS eyeing up the SO and wonders if she is 'bi-curious' being as Andorians’ gender isn't exactly 'standard;::

ACTION: The Main viewscreen comes to life, showing the large sun.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Can you show me on the viewer where this... thing is?

CSO Lt York says:
*ME*: Main engineering, come in. I asked you a bloody question already.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::steps on to the bridge and looks at the view-screen for a second before stopping dead in his tracks:: XO: You know, if you wanted it warmer up here we have environmental controls rather than putting a sun on the view-screen.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Ahuh... We've picked up a planetesmal object and we're moving to investigate.

EO Birch says:
*CSO*: What is it?

ACTION: The blip shows up again, behind the sun.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: Nice use of the word "planetesmal", sir.

CSO Lt York says:
*EO*: The science computer is being cheeky.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO: Don't get too close, I saw the bite marks in that probe.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: Thank you. I try to apply something I learn every day.

SO Tallis says:
XO: Oh, its back.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Bite marks?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Can you get better readings now? What is interfering with them?

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO: That's what I thought.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Should we be scared yet?

CSO Lt York says:
::thinks he really needs a scotch::

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CO: If it's what I think it is I would be amused THEN scared.

SO Tallis says:
XO: Well, suns have a knack for interfering with sensors... solar radiation and all that.

EO Birch says:
*CSO*: So tell it to straighten up.

CSO Lt York says:
*EO*: Excuse me? What kind of a monkey show are you running here? It's a bloody computer you twit! Have it fixed to normal operating standards, or I will report you!

EO Birch says:
*CSO*: I have a monkey wrench actually... It would help if you'd be a bit more helpful if you were more specific than 'cheeky'. You can't expect us to fix it on such a technical term.

CSO Lt York says:
*EO*: I am waiting on scan results, and it offers me to try the new dish at the cafeteria, then later tells me it loves to have me wait. Is that detailed enough for you? ::anger creeping into his voice::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Well, keep scanning please. Find a way to clear up the sensors.

Computer In The Science Lab says:
CSO: Analysis has been complete, would you like them routed to your console?

CSO Lt York says:
Computer: On the main console please.

EO Birch says:
::covers a snigger:: *CSO*: We'll send someone up when we get time. In the meantime I suggest you use another console.

ACTION: The CSO's screen fills with data.... in bold writing are the words TRIBBLE.

CSO Lt York says:
Self: Bold.....hmm. Someone really needs to take this computer out back and give it a nice spanking.

ACTION: The blip appears again, this time it has moved closer to the ship.

CSO Lt York says:
::accesses the details, wanting to verify them::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Wait a minute... that blip looks... furry...?

SO Tallis says:
XO: Okay, the planetesmal very well might be a lifeform...

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Can we hail it?

ACTION: A very furry, larger than a shuttle 'planet' appears around the corner of the sun.

SO Tallis says:
XO: It's not a ship, sir...

CSO Lt York says:
Self: DNA traces are definitely Tribble....

FCO Ens Uax says:
XO: May I suggest we go to all stop and see where it goes in relation to us?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
FCO: No you may not suggest that.

CSO Lt York says:
::taps his badge:: CO: York to Captain MacAllister.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
Self: Bite marks, strange goo, furry blips... ::thinks for a second:: XO: RED ALERT!

CO Capt MacAllister says:
FCO: Maintain 10,000km distance minimum from that object.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
TO: Red alert!

CNS Lt Solaa says:
Self: My god! Its a furry... tribble... 

CNS Lt Solaa says:
CNS: Furry Tribble planet??!!

FCO Ens Uax says:
CO: Understood, keeping the distance.

CSO Lt York says:
*CO*: Captain, the results are back. You were correct, it is Tribble DNA.....however, only a 99.3% correlation. Some of the building blocks have been altered.

SO Tallis says:
CNS: Yes. A giant space-born Tribble.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
*CSO*: I thought as much, you might want to git yer butt up here and see this for yourself.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
SO: Ahuh... Now I've seen it all. Let me get this straight... a giant mutated Tribble is headed for us as we speak...?

CSO Lt York says:
*CO*: What? It's....out there?

CSO Lt York says:
::thinks how the hell the Tribble can survive in vacuum....and thinks the DNA modification is a work of a genius::

ACTION: Ship goes to red alert.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
*CSO*: Just get up here... ON THE DOUBLE!

OPS Lt Zen says:
CO/XO: Ummm, sirs, Commander, Captain...umm....er... ::goes pale::

CSO Lt York says:
Self: So impatient... ::puts the tools away and steps out of the containment area, not bothering to take off his bio-suit and heads for the nearest turbolift::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
Zen: Zen, you've gone turquoise... What's the matter?

OPS Lt Zen says:
XO: The... the...rest of the message...

CSO Lt York says:
Turbolift: Bridge!

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
Zen: On speakers.

OPS Lt Zen says:
XO: Of course...

CNS Lt Solaa says:
SO: But don't Tribbles... you know... reproduce at an alarming rate? Will THAT one?!

ACTION: The speakers blare loudly the entire message: This is Cyrano Jones Junior. I have done Tribble experiments for a long time. I am trapped inside this Tribble. Please help.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO: Did he say...

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Did I hear that right... we have a Jonah in the belly of the Whale type scenario? Except this 'whale' is furry and probably pregnant?

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::her eyes go wide:: XO: That's... amazing! 

CNS Lt Solaa says:
XO: And who's Jonah?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
Zen: Send a Communique to Starbase 123 informing them of our situation.

CSO Lt York says:
::steps out just as the XO lets go of the words:: XO: Did you just call my girlfriend furry?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CNS: Just some fictional character...

ACTION: The tribble is in full view now, but appears to remaining near the sun.

OPS Lt Zen says:
XO: Yes sir... ::begins work furiously::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::looks plainly at the CSO:: CSO: You what now hmm how what...why?

FCO Ens Uax says:
::wonders what the next move is going to be::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::is rather taken aback and thinks that she shaved her legs yesterday... so she shouldn't be furry...::

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO/CSO: My ready room.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
CSO: Oh, no, he was talking about the Tribble outside... ::looks at the XO:: XO: Right?

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CNS: you have the bridge.

CSO Lt York says:
XO: Your words sir....::looks mad:: I know she's pregnant, but calling her a furry whale...sir.....::makes a fist::

OPS Lt Zen says:
XO: Sir, I am getting no response from the Starbase.

CSO Lt York says:
::looks at the view-screen and Ryn, then at the XO:: XO: Ah.....never mind me.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
CO: Oh, I do? Well, then... ::sits up a little straighter::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Aye Sir. ::stands up and bursts out laughing:: CSO: That’s.. ::laughing, struggling to speak:: not the thing... she ...HA wants to HA HA hear!

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::walks off to his ready room::

CSO Lt York says:
::looks shameful, having made an arse of himself:: CO: Coming sir.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::stifles a giggle::

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::walks into the COs ready room, wiping a tear from his eye and can be heard back on the bridge going into another fit of laughing::

CSO Lt York says:
::sends Ryn a dirty look::

CNS Lt Solaa says:
::grins at her baby-daddy::

CSO Lt York says:
XO: Sir....sorry about that.

CSO Lt York says:
XO: I just heard....and she was talking to you....and....um.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
::sits behind his desk:: XO/CSO: We have a problem.

ACTION: The FCO's console beeps, the Tribble has moved 1km closer to the ship.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Yes and it just so happens to be big and pink.

CSO Lt York says:
XO: Please tell me we are still talking about the Tribble.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: I hope so for all our sakes.

FCO Ens Uax says:
: looks down:: CNS: The Tribble has moved closer. Moving us back to keep the proper distance.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani says:
::stifles a laugh:: CSO: Wow, really feeling insecure today, Lieutenant? I'm not talking about Solaa...

CSO Lt York says:
::smiles back::

CSO Lt York says:
CO: I say we stun it.

CSO Lt York says:
CO: I want to examine it.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: What are the chances that Cyrano junior is still alive inside that thing?

CSO Lt York says:
CO: Depends on where inside he is, if he has oxygen, food…

CO Capt MacAllister says:
CSO: Given the sheer size of that thing he could probably eat it from the inside and it would most likely be no worse than a pin prick.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CSO: Just how do we stun a giant Tribble? Would standard phasers work?

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO: I have a feeling standard phasers wouldn't even put a hole in it.

CSO Lt York says:
XO: No sir, but I'm pretty sure those deficient engineers we have on this ship can modify the frequency of the main phaser array.

CNS Lt Solaa says:
FCO: Fine, fine... I have no qualms about that if it eats things!

ACTION: The Tribble moves slowly 1km closer to the ship again.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO/CSO: The other problem is that we have to assume that... thing... is pregnant so we're going to have to stop it from giving birth... do you think it's possible to give a Tribble an abortion?

CSO Lt York says:
::laughs then stops as it is inappropriate:: CO: Sir, we're not letting this thing live on like this? The discoveries we could make from studying it....
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XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: Do we have the right? It's a life-form. Who are we to commit giant-mutated-Tribble genocide? I think we need to find a way to contact Cyrano and discuss our options with him.

CSO Lt York says:
XO: Then why not just beam him out?

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CSO: You think it's possible? This close to the sun it was hard enough to get the Tribble on sensors. Can we get a lock on an entire shuttle?

OPS Lt Zen says:
CNS: Lieutenant, I am picking up what might be a transmission or something... but we are too far to get anything worthwhile from it.

CO Capt MacAllister says:
XO: You picked a fine time to turn all moral on me Idrani... if that creature is allowed to reproduce it stands a chance of threatening the lives of everyone in the sector, if not further a field.

CSO Lt York says:
XO: Beam the passenger........not the whole thing!

CNS Lt Solaa says:
Zen: Punch it through OPS.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CSO: The reason I say shuttle is because he probably has his entire research files on the shuttle's computer and we may need them to reverse this thing or... ::turns to the CO with an offended look:: CO: I ALWAYS have morals, Captain. And a primary principle of the Federation is the respect and preservation of all life.

XO Cmdr Idrani says:
CO: I shouldn’t have to remind you of that.

<<<<<<<<<<Pause Mission>>>>>>>>>>

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