USS Apache - 10501.21 - "The Fire within the Ice" - Episode 1, "Long Journey"

The USS Apache is about to depart from Starbase 366, heading towards Cardassia VII to meet with the science team and Dr. Remata Lonn.

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OPS_Ryushi says:
::at Ops, going over supply inventory::

XO_Naegle says:
::sitting in her chair on the bridge reading over the profile for Dr. Lonn::

CSO_Tyler says:
::on the bridge at Science 1::

MO_Turok says:
::In sickbay checking a patient::

CNS_Solaa says:
::sitting in her chair, staring absentmindedly at the blank viewscreen::

Host CO_Storal says:
::walks onto the bridge:: XO: Commander you have the bridge, once everyone checks in  set course for Cardassia VII. I will be in my ready room

ACTION: The Starbase is buzzing with activity, ships moving in and out...

XO_Naegle says:
::nods:: CO: Aye, sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
::turns to the XO:: XO: Guess we should brush up on our Cardassian?

OPS_Ryushi says:
CSO:  Ensign Tyler, What supplies will you be requiring from the Apache?

XO_Naegle says:
CSO: Ensign Tyler, did you get the profile on Dr. Lonn?

Host CO_Storal says:
::walks over to his ready room pauses as the doors opens then mumbles "Spoonheads" as the doors close::

Transporter Chief says:
*XO*: Commander, I'm pleased to report that the last of the crew have transported to the Apache. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to get some coffee...

XO_Naegle says:
*TR Chief*: Thank you.  I've been waiting for that.

CSO_Tyler says:
::looks over to the XO:: XO: Yes, Commander, I did.

CNS_Solaa says:
::picks up on what the Captain mumbles and chuckles to herself::

CSO_Tyler says:
::gets up and goes to the Operations Officer:: OPS: Not much actually.  I am hoping that the archaeologists will have most of the tools we need.  For my science team though I will need a few tricorders, and the other digging supplies on this padd. ::hands him a supply requisition::

XO_Naegle says:
V'Taran: Set a course for Cardassia VII, Warp 6.

FCO V’Taran says:
XO: Aye, sir. OPS: Please request authorization from Starbase OPS to undock and leave Starbase.

XO_Naegle says:
CSO: So what do you think of her?

Host CO_Storal says:
::sits down at his desk:: Self:Starfleet PR must be having a field day with this one... a Starfleet ship...Commanded by a Bajoran...Being sent to help the Cardies... I can see it now.

OPS_Ryushi says:
FCO: Aye...  ::sends the message to Starbase Operations::

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Is this Lonn person Cardassian, or Bajoran?

Starbase OPS says:
COM: Apache: Apache, you are cleared for departure. Good luck.

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: Dr. Lonn is a Cardassian.

CSO_Tyler says:
XO: I think that dealings with her will be just fine, Commander.  She seems like a person that enjoys her work, and is good at it.

FCO V’Taran says:
::nods, and begins departure procedures:: XO: Leaving Starbase on thrusters. Warp six once we've cleared the outer markers.

CNS_Solaa says:
::nods::

XO_Naegle says:
V'Taran: Very good, Lieutenant.

XO_Naegle says:
CSO: She seems quite capable.

ACTION: The umbilicals pull back, as the Apache begins to move forward, towards the gates in an uneventful departure.

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Interesting. From her logs she seems to have converted to the Bajoran religion. That might make things easier on the Captain, don't you think? ::smirks::

OPS_Ryushi says:
CSO:  Thank you.  ::looks over the list::

MO_Turok says:
::Going over his patient’s medical record::

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: Or harder, Counselor.  He might question her motives for conversion.  However, we must keep in mind that we are here on a diplomatic mission.  Let's keep our own feelings out of it and support the captain.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::begins working the console to allocate the requested supplies for the Science Dept.::

FCO V’Taran says:
::sighs, as he takes the ship past the outer markers, and activates the warp engines:: XO: Now traveling at warp 6, on a direct course for Cardassia VII.

XO_Naegle says:
V'Taran: Steady as she goes.

CSO_Tyler says:
::begins to calibrate the sensor arrays in the lower science pods::

ACTION: The ship lurches into warp.... as the OPS notices a strange reading on his internal sensors, like a brief power fluctuation, almost as if someone was tampering with systems...

XO_Naegle says:
::sits back in the chair::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::notices a short blip in the sensors::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::attempts to trace the blip::

Host CO_Storal says:
Self: We should have just let the Cardassians fend for themselves after the war. But no.... we had to help them out. Lets help them rebuild so that they can betray us again.

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Oh, I have no problem with Cardassians. I think they are fascinating.

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: You think I should go talk to the Captain?

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: You can if you'd like.  He's in the Ready Room.

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Sir, I have a strange reading on the internal sensor.... some sort of power fluctuation.  It's small.... attempting to trace it.

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Alright. I'll be in there then. ::gets up and walks to the Ready Room::

ACTION: Suddenly, that power fluctuation becomes much more serious, as the klaxons start blaring, and the computer starts screaming, "Intruder Alert!"

CNS_Solaa says:
::just as she's about to chime the door the klaxons start and she jumps::

XO_Naegle says:
OPS: Keep me posted.

Host CO_Storal says:
::hears the warning then taps his combadge:: *XO*:Status?!

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Sir, that blip just got a lot bigger...

CNS_Solaa says:
Aloud: My GOD! Can we not make the klaxons so LOUD???

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: Sir, OPS just reported a power fluctuation on the internal sensor.  He was attempting to trace it when the intruder alert sounded.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::a bit frustrated:: XO: Still attempting to trace...

CSO_Tyler says:
XO: Commander, according to sensors we have an intruder on board, Jeffries tube junction 4-C, deck 10, attempting to access our systems.  I'm locking out the core.

XO_Naegle says:
CSO: Very good.

CSO_Tyler says:
::types his command codes into the computer to lockout the main computer core::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::tenses at the threat to his computer cores::

CNS_Solaa says:
::goes back to her seat and crosses her legs:: XO: I'm sure it's just a malfunction. You know our alerts go off at silly things.

ACTION: The computer cores are locked out... temporarily, anyways.
Host CO_Storal says:
*XO*:Dispatch security teams and lock off the area.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: runs onto the bridge and takes over tactical ::

CSO_Tyler says:
OPS: Keep the cores locked down.  I'm going to deck 10. ::gets up, grabbing his phaser from under his console, and enters the turbolift::

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: Ensign Tyler is attempting to lock out the main computer core.  I'll dispatch the security team.

CSO_Tyler says:
::calls out as the TL doors close:: XO: Commander, the cores are locked out.. for now anyways. TL: Deck 10, emergency speed!

Host CO_Storal says:
*XO*:Acknowledged, keep me posted.

CSO_Tyler says:
*OPS/XO*: Recommend sealing off deck 10 jeffries tube access ports.

XO_Naegle says:
CTO: Mr. Grey-feather, dispatch a security team to Jeffries Tube junction 4-C, on deck 10.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::sets the Computer lock-out on a modulating frequency:

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: May I join, Tyler? I may be of some use. ::smiles::

CSO_Tyler says:
::halts the TL:: CNS: Hurry up!

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Sir, I have a bio reading.  It is... Cardassian.

CNS_Solaa says:
::jumps up and runs to the TL:: CSO: Okay okay!

XO_Naegle says:
OPS: Cardassian!

OPS_Ryushi says:
:: working at sealing off the Jeffries Tube::

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Yes, sir...

CSO_Tyler says:
::lets the doors close and the TL proceed to deck 10:: CNS: How are you going to be of help?

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Uh, excuse me. I use to be Operations Manager on this ship.

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: Captain, OPS has a bio reading on the intruder, it's Cardassian, sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: I'm VERY useful, thankyouverymuch.'

ACTION: The intruder finds himself being blocked wherever he goes... he curses himself for being so careless... and he activates his subspace transponder... it's over.

CSO_Tyler says:
CNS: And your point is.... what are you going to do?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: runs scans to try and locate the intruder :: XO: Using internal sensors to try and find  the intruder ma'am so I can dispatch a team

ACTION: Shortly after sending out the signal, the Apache receives an incoming hail from Cardassia VII.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: First, nab that intruder hijacking the cores, and then reverse the damage.

CSO_Tyler says:
::grins at the Counselor as he gives her a bad time::

Host CO_Storal says:
*XO*:What?

OPS_Ryushi says:
CTO: We have the Intruder, sir... Jeffries Tube junction 4-C, Deck 10

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Don't grin at me.

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Sir, we are being hailed by Cardassia VII

Host CO_Storal says:
Self: Why doesn’t this surprise me. ::can feel his temper rising::

Intruder says:
::scrambling to get out of the junction... but they're all sealed... he slumps, and sits in the middle, crossing his legs in a half-lotus position, as he waits for the crew to find him...

CTO_Grey-feather says:
OPS: Awesome.   :: dispatches a team to assist in the capture ::

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: Cardassian, yes sir.  And we are being hailed by Cardassia VII

XO_Naegle says:
OPS: On screen, Lieutenant.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::taps a few keys, bringing the image onscreen::

ACTION: The viewscreen activates, revealing the image of a mature and beautiful Cardassian woman, a look of distress on her face.

Host CO_Storal says:
::growls:: *XO*:I’m on my way.

CSO_Tyler says:
::exits on Deck 10 and heads for the junction, phaser drawn::

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: Aye, sir.

Dr. Remata Lonn says:
COM: Apache: This is Dr. Remata Lonn. Please... do not hurt Reclane!

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: looks at the viewscreen :: Himself: Man them Cardies never look good at any age

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Oh, damn... I forgot my toolbox... I should keep a spare on the bridge...

XO_Naegle says:
COM: Dr. Lonn: Ma'am?  Do you know something about our intruder?

CNS_Solaa says:
*XO*: Where is the intruder, Commander?

Host CO_Storal says:
::exits the ready room and looks at the screen:: COM:Lonn: Don't hurt him?! You have the audacity to request help then send an operative on my ship!

XO_Naegle says:
*CNS*:  Deck 10.

CSO_Tyler says:
::opens the tube door, and waves his phaser inside:: Intruder: Come out, or I shoot!

CNS_Solaa says:
::nods:: CSO: Calm down, Tyler. That's no way to get an intruder to come out!

CNS_Solaa says:
::yells into the tube:: Intruder: Come down please. We won't hurt you.

Dr. Lonn says:
::nods, a look of shame crossing her face:: CO: I regret that we had to do this, captain, but I had to be absolutely sure that you and your crew could be trusted with this mission. But please, Reclane won't cause harm to you, you need not hurt him in any way!

CTO_Grey-feather says:
XO: Commander I have a team on standby if needed to help.

CSO_Tyler says:
CNS: Oh, fine.. just use your wonderful counseling skills and do some reverse psychology or whatever to get him out... ::mimics the Counselor's voice:: Intruder: We'll give you some food if you come down!

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Shut up, Tyler. I'm a better counselor than you are.

CSO_Tyler says:
::enters the tube, and unlocks the door to the junction, looking for the intruder::

Reclane says:
::he stands up, and peers through the junction, his hands up:: CSO: Please... do not shoot. I am now emerging from the junction... do not shoot.

XO_Naegle says:
::nods:: CTO: Very good.  We'll see if the counselor and CSO can get him to surrender peacefully

CNS_Solaa says:
Intruder: We won't shoot you. He's a bad shot anyway.

Host CO_Storal says:
COM:Dr. Lonn: How dare you! Your operative will be interrogated and until I am satisfied with his answers. I will decide if you will get him back or receive any kind of help.

CSO_Tyler says:
::crawls back out, phaser aimed at the intruder the entire time:: Intruder: You are now under arrest for unauthorized intrusion about a Starfleet Vessel, and attempting to access our systems.  You will be taken to the brig.

Reclane says:
::clicks his tongue twice:: CNS: That does not make me feel better. ::he slowly crawls out of the junction, with his hands raised:: CSO: I will cooperate.

CSO_Tyler says:
::glares at the CNS::

XO_Naegle says:
::steps back and lets the captain deal with Dr. Lonn.

CSO_Tyler says:
*CO*: Captain, I have apprehended the intruder, and will be taking him to the brig unless he is needed elsewhere.

CNS_Solaa says:
::smiles at the man:: Intruder: Thank you. You're name please? ::takes his arm and leads him down to the TL::

Host CO_Storal says:
*CSO*:Acknowledged Lieutenant. He is to stay in the brig until further notice.

Dr. Lonn says:
::shakes her head:: CO: I assure you, he and I will be most cooperative - we do not want to see anyone get hurt. But you will find, after questioning Reclane with your famed Federation principles of fairness, that he has done nothing to your ship. We await your arrival on Cardassia VII.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: 'I have.' No, WE have. You didn't do anything.

CSO_Tyler says:
*CO*: Aye Captain. Tyler out.

CSO_Tyler says:
Intruder: Move along... ::takes him to the brig::

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Alright, you take him. I'm getting back to the bridge.

Dr. Lonn says:
CO: In the meantime, to show our... good faith, I will share with you all that Reclane was ordered to do. :;bows slightly:: May the Prophets smile upon you.

CNS_Solaa says:
::turns and takes another lift to Deck 1::

Reclane says:
CSO: I have a name, you know. ::continues walking, sighing:: I'm just a scientist, you don't have to prod me like that.

CNS_Solaa says:
::arrives on the bridge and sees the viewscreen on::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: chuckles at the Cardassian wishing the blessing of the prophets on the CO ::

Host CO_Storal says:
::his eyes light with the flame that rivals the brightest in Hades:: COM:Lonn: Storal out!

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Miss me? ::sees the Captain:: Obviously...

ACTION: The Apache receives several files from the Research station, outlining Reclane's activities, and some data on the mission research findings.

CSO_Tyler says:
Intruder: So, what is your name, and what were you doing aboard our ship?

CSO_Tyler says:
::enters the brig::

XO_Naegle says:
::looks at the CNS:: CNS: Now is not the time for your characteristic jocularity, Counselor.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Captain I volunteer to speak with the Cardassian

Host CO_Storal says:
::turns to his CTO:: CTO: Joshua... I want you to go down there and question that blasted Spoon head. I want answers. not the smoke that the Cardassians like to blow up the Federation's backside!

CNS_Solaa says:
CO: Sir, I know you don't like Cardassians. But we have to try and be diplomatic  in this mission. ::sits in her chair::

Reclane Tiamata says:
<Reclane> ::sighs, his eyes locked on the CSO:: CSO: My name is Dr. Reclane Tiamata, geologist attached to the Cardassia VII Research team.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: smiles for the first time in weeks :: CO : Aye sir.  I will put my best man on it.

Host CO_Storal says:
CTO:No Joshua... I want you to do it yourself!

CSO_Tyler says:
Reclane: Very well then, Doctor.. what were you doing aboard a Starfleet vessel?

Host CO_Storal says:
CTO:IS that clear!

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Thats what I meant sir

Dr. Reclane Tiamata says:
::frowns:: CSO: Not that I do not have the utmost respect for Federation science officers, but perhaps my time would be better spent if I spoke to someone with a tad bit more authority?

CNS_Solaa says:
CO: Captain. Please try to contain yourself. Please don't make me relieve you of duty for this mission... ::is serious::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Very clear, on my way to the brig now sir :: flexes his arms a couple times as he waits for the duty TO to take the station, the heads for the brig ::

Dr. Lonn says:
@::starts pacing:: Self: Why did I ever listen to Reclane... we should have just trusted him. Oh, may the Prophets forgive us...

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: I told you this might be harder on the Captain, not easier.

Host CO_Storal says:
::glares at the CNS:: CNS:I am being very diplomatic. CTO:Take her ::motions to the CNS:: with you.

CSO_Tyler says:
Reclane: And who said I was a science officer?  I am a member of Starfleet Intelligence, and you will either answer me or be taken out the nearest airlock. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Yes sir.  CNS: Lets go counselor looks like you are my date for this show  :: laughs and heads for the lift ::

CNS_Solaa says:
::whispers:: XO: Keep me posted on his ::motions to the CO:: temper, please... ::follows the CTO::

Host CO_Storal says:
CNS:Temper!

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: Mind your business, counselor.

CNS_Solaa says:
::turns around:: XO: The Captains mental health IS my business, Commander. Now, please excuse me. ::walks to the TL::

Reclane Tiamata says:
::nods, understanding:: CSO: Ahh, you work for the Intelligence branch, I see, I see. I know types like you very well. Full of themselves... think they govern the galaxy. Of course, the Obsidian Order is now powerless; I eagerly await the day when the same holds true for Starfleet. The notion of an Intelligence branch implies distrust.

CSO_Tyler says:
Reclane: I will say this one more time, Doctor. What were you doing aboard our vessel? ::raises a fist::

Host CO_Storal says:
::cracks his neck in an attempt to calm down:: XO:You have the bridge. ::returns to his ready room::

XO_Naegle says:
CO: Very well, sir.

FCO V’Taran says:
::makes minor course adjustments, as the Apache continue to head for Cardassia VII::

CNS_Solaa says:
*CSO*: Tyler, are you harassing the intruder? Grey-feather and I are on our way.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CNS: Considering what the CO has gone through I think he's is being rather calm about this

Reclane Tiamata says:
::stares at the CSO's fist:: CSO: Hmm, that's strange, I've never seen anyone with calluses on their knuckles before. Do you use that often?

CNS_Solaa says:
CTO: Maybe... I have him on my To Do List, so we'll see...

CSO_Tyler says:
::takes a deep breath, lowers the forcefield and shoves Reclane in his cell, raising the forcefield::

CNS_Solaa says:
*CSO*: Tyler, are you answering?

XO_Naegle says:
::takes a deep breath, glad that the captain and the counselor are not in the same room anymore and is determined to keep them separated for the duration of this mission.::

CSO_Tyler says:
::ignores the CNS::

Reclane Tiamata says:
::falls back into the cell, and after composing himself, he stands upright, smiling, with his hands open:: CSO: Now that we understand each other... when's lunch?

CNS_Solaa says:
CTO: Oh, whatever. He never listens anyway...

Host CO_Storal says:
::paces his ready room:: Self: The nerve of that little debutante. ::mockingly says:: Temper...temper....

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CNS: The to do list?? What is he some sort of home improvement project for you? He lost his whole family because I...he lost his whole family

CNS_Solaa says:
CTO: I don't think that we'll have much trouble with this intruder guy.

CSO_Tyler says:
Reclane: No matter. When this is over you will be tried and convicted, and sentenced to a penal colony... enjoy! ::walks out of the brig, almost running square into the counselor:;

CNS_Solaa says:
CTO: Joshua. I KNOW what happened. And I am taking that into consideration. But our mission orders were to treat the Cardassian team like diplomats. Seeing as our two peoples don't get along very well, we NEED to be courteous and not start an incident.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CNS: You know that Cardassians are resistant to most of our drugs and have very resilient constitutions.  Getting info out of him may be ugly

Reclane Tiamata says:
CSO: That's all well and good, but such a penalty should not overrule a healthy balanced meal. I'll have... vegetarian moussaka and a garden salad please. Cardassian food disgusts me ever so much.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Oh, excuse me. I hope you didn't murder our interrgatee...

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: steps out of the lift heading for the prisoner :: CNS: Seems like the Cardies have already started the incident

CSO_Tyler says:
CNS: You know, you could watch where you're going.. ::brushes past her and keeps going towards the lift::

Dr. Lonn says:
@::sighs, as she kneels at her makeshift altar, as she begins her daily prayers... in her mind, she prays for strength, noting the haunting images from the above-surface images of the terrain...::

CNS_Solaa says:
::narrows her eyes at the CSO but shrugs and approaches the prisoner:: Intruder: I am Counselor Solaa and this ::gestures to the CTO:: is our Chief Tactical Officer Lt. Grey-feather. We've come to ask you some questions.

MO_Turok says:
::Resetting the patients shoulder:: Patient: There you go that should fix it, now try not to use it for three days, then come back and see me.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: walks up to the cell with the Cardassian:: Reclane: So you are the intruder?  Well quite a change intruder to detainee.  What were your orders concerning this vessel?

Reclane Tiamata says:
CNS/CTO: Ahh, finally. People of somewhat more authority. I'm ah, afraid I may have deeply disturbed your science officer. But, I will be pleased to answer whatever questions. ::clears his throat:: CTO: My orders concerning this vessel was clear. I was to monitor the Apache to make sure that you had no agenda when it came to our discovery

CNS_Solaa says:
Intruder: Our Chief Science Officer is already deeply disturbed. I hope he didn't hurt you.

CNS_Solaa says:
Intruder: Your name please?

Reclane Tiamata says:
CNS/CTO::lowers his head:: Secrecy is of the utmost importance... I'm one of the senior researchers on the team, and believe me when I say, we had to make sure. My name is Reclane Tiamata.

CSO_Tyler says:
TL: Deck 1, Bridge.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Reclane: And trying to access our computer core fits into those orders how?  :: smirks :: you will forgive me if I don't put believe and Cardassian in the same sentence

Reclane Tiamata says:
CTO: You know, we really cannot progress in our relations if you maintain such a bigoted view of Cardassians. My motives were purely for the preservation of science. I had to make sure you would maintain an open mind as we showed you our findings. CNS: May I please speak with my superior?

CNS_Solaa says:
::looks at the CTO:: Reclane: Mr. Tiamata, we understand that this find is important to you, and us too. But it was not right to hack into our computer, potentially causing damage to it.

Host CO_Storal says:
::after composing himself he sits down:: Self: You know she does have a point. Dr. Lonn most likely asked for the Apache because they knew that I was the CO. That way when they have the excuse that they are looking for. they can say it was my fault.

CNS_Solaa says:
Reclane: I would have to get clearance from ::thinks::.... the Captain... ::grimaces:: Probably not right now, come the think of it.

CSO_Tyler says:
::arrives on the bridge relatively peeved, and takes a seat, unlocking the computer cores and trying to see what he accessed::

Host CO_Storal says:
::laughs:: Self: And if she has converted then I’m glad I turned my back on the Prophets... She can have them.

MO_Turok says:
::Checks the medical supplies::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Reclane: Well you have caused yourself a problem there.  If you had come to our captain and let him know what you required then you would be speaking to your superior now.  But since you acted like this was the occupation of Bajor and did as you wanted...I doubt our Bajoran captain is ready to entertain your request

XO_Naegle says:
CSO: What happened down there, Ensign?

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Sir... I  have been going over the data the Cardassians have sent us... and I found this... ::pulls an image up on the viewscreen:: <image in Eric's info file>

CNS_Solaa says:
::gives the CTO another look::

Reclane Tiamata says:
CTO: It is so typical of the Federation to cite unfortunate historical occurrences for all of eternity... in any case, I would be much obliged if you would at least ask him first?

Host CO_Storal says:
::stands and exits his ready room then sits down in his chair next to the XO::

CSO_Tyler says:
XO: Reclane, the intruder, was cowering in a junction in the jeffries tube.  I apprehended him and took him to the brig, where I began questioning him.  He, however, refused to answer me, and instead started asking me about what we were serving for lunch.

CNS_Solaa says:
Reclane: I will ask him.

ACTION: A picture of a Bajoran religious icon appears on the screen, with strange writing that sort of looks like Ancient Bajoran... but even more unintelligible than that...

CNS_Solaa says:
*CO*: Captain, Mr. Tiamata would like to speak with is superior. Will you let him?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Reclane: Unfortunate occurrences that your race caused.  Your people have such a wonderful gift for Bulls  :: looks at the CNS:: For boloney.

XO_Naegle says:
OPS: What do you make of it?

Host CO_Storal says:
::sighs and taps his combadge:: *CNS*:Very well. But he is not to be alone when doing so.

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: The writing is similar to ancient Bajoran... though what it reads, the computer cannot decipher... yet.

CNS_Solaa says:
CTO: You're being very racist, Joshua. Reclane: Please excuse him... and the rest of our crew.

CNS_Solaa says:
*CO*: Aye, sir.

XO_Naegle says:
OPS Keep on it, Lieutenant.

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Aye, sir...

Reclane Tiamata says:
::bows his head graciously to the CNS::

Host CO_Storal says:
::looks at the screen:: OPS:How did that get there? ::reads the image::

CNS_Solaa says:
CTO: Please let him out. Reclane: You may speak with your superior, but we must be present.

OPS_Ryushi says:
CO: It was contained in the data files the Cardassian science team sent us in preparation for this mission, sir.

Host CO_Storal says:
All:I haven’t seen that dialect before. But the image and writing is upside down...

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CNS: Sorry no can do not in my orders from the CO

ACTION: The image is reprocessed, and flipped upside down.... it is a fallen Icon..... what does it say?

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