USS Apache - 10502.18 - "The Fire within the Ice", Part V - "The Faithless"

The USS Apache is no longer in the hands of her crew...

... The bridge crew transported down to Deck 3... The bridge enclosed by a level-10 forcefield... with one solitary figure within, the XO, Cmdr. Janet Naegle... but she is not herself...

... The ship is flying towards Bajor... for what purpose? As if it was that difficult to figure out... but there goes the Apache, with the possessed XO at the helm... one thing is for sure. If the crew cannot regain control of the Apache... something bad is going to happen.

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OPS_Ryushi says:
:: In the Computer Control room, still attempting to manually gain access to ship’s systems::

CO_Storal says:
::stands outside the turbolift on deck three:: All: Well we aren’t getting in that way.

Host Dr_Lonn says:
::she looks around, as the transporter beam wears off... she wonders where she is, but everyone else who was on the bridge is with her...:: CO: ... Captain? What just happened?

CNS_Solaa says:
::opens her eyes suddenly, as if waking from a nightmare and finds herself sprawled out on the floor of the Brig::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: No sir it looks like we are not welcome on the bridge.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::on the bridge at the helm, keying in a new course::

CNS_Solaa says:
Aloud: The hell...? ::sits up slowly and rubs her head::

Host Dr_Lonn says:
::she slumps slightly, her face pale:: CO: ... This is not happening...

CO_Storal says:
Lonn: It seems that what I feared has come true. My XO has been possessed by a Pagh Wraith.

CMO_Powers says:
::looks around:: Self: I could swear I was on the bridge a minute ago... nice statue.

CO_Storal says:
All:and my guess is that we are heading for the wormhole...

Host Dr_Lonn says:
::she closes her eyes:: Self: May the Prophets forgive us... I did not know...

CNS_Solaa says:
::looks at the occupants of the two holding cells next to her:: Podan/Tiamata: I don't suppose you boys know what happened?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Pagh Wraith, who are they sir

CO_Storal says:
::glances at the doctor and shakes his head:: CTO: They are the fallen ones in Bajoran faiths..

Podan says:
::he looks over at Tiamata in the adjacent cell, and crosses his arms:: CNS: You've got to be kidding me.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::lays in the course and engages.  Then walks over to OPS to monitor the ship systems::

CSO_Tyler says:
CO: So.. we need to stop it, Sir.

OPS_Ryushi says:
*CO*: Sir, I'm still attempting to gain access to the computer core.  It's not working.

CO_Storal says:
CSO:That is an understatement Mr. Tyler.

CSO_Tyler says:
ALL: We can jettison the two warp nacelles down at the local explosive bolts.

CNS_Solaa says:
Podan: What? I just asked a simple question...

CO_Storal says:
CSO:That may buy us some time. Make it happen.

CSO_Tyler says:
::nods::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: with a you gotta be kidding me look :: CO: The XO...our XO is possessed by fallen angels sir?

Host Dr_Lonn says:
::clutches onto the CO:: CO: There is nothing we can do... it's in the hands of the Prophets now... and it's all my fault... my research, my discovery...

CO_Storal says:
CTO:Demons more likely.

CSO_Tyler says:
CO: You realize we won't have any warp drive at all until we get to a starbase, right Sir?

CO_Storal says:
CSO:Well if we are heading for the wormhole.. We won’t need to worry about warp power. Check our destination first before jettisoning the nacelles

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Lonn: Yeah hey doc don't you think it’s about time you let the rest of us poor slobs in on your little plan?

CSO_Tyler says:
::nods::

ACTION: Dr. Lonn looks up suddenly, and watches as the CTO goads her on... she walks up to him and slaps him in the face.

CNS_Solaa says:
::sighs and stands up:: Aloud: I love how the XO and CMO just leave me here in the Brig...

Host Dr_Lonn says:
CTO: Have you no shame, lieutenant? Do you not understand that it's all hopeless now?

CSO_Tyler says:
::looks at the CTO and steps to Dr. Lonn's side::

CO_Storal says:
Lonn:You were used. Plain and simple. No sense in crying over spilled milk Doctor.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Lonn: Maybe later doc, I have some Klingon music for that  :: rubs cheek::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::at OPS, keys in a code to keep the crew on Deck 3::

CSO_Tyler says:
CTO: She didn't know this was going to happen. With all due respect, Sir, no need to be an 
ass.

CO_Storal says:
CSO:Carry on Mr. Tyler. If I want your opinion I will give it to you.

CMO_Powers says:
::looks up at the CSO's comment and gives a small grin at his attitude::

CSO_Tyler says:
CO: Then maybe you should find a way to jettison the nacelles yourself.. Sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
Self: Hmm... who would know what's going on... ah! ::touches her combadge:: *CSO*: Solaa to Tyler. What's happening?

CO_Storal says:
CSO:Very well.. CTO:Confine the CSO to the brig.

CMO_Powers says:
CSO: You remind me of me when I was an Ens. Look at me now.

CO_Storal says:
CSO:You are relieved.

CO_Storal says:
*MO*:Storal to Mr. Turok...

MO_Turok says:
::Begins to awaken::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Aye sir, as you command  :: grabs the CSO by the arm :: CSO: Looks like you just got the day off :: grins and starts heading for the brig ::

Host Dr_Lonn says:
::her eyes widen as the CSO is dragged off... but she remains silent::

CSO_Tyler says:
::calls out as he walks away, pulling his arm away from the CTO:: ALL: Hope you have fun without a science officer. CTO: I can walk myself, but you speaking to her that way was unacceptable.

CNS_Solaa says:
::shakes her head:: Self: Ah, figures he wouldn't answer his com... Whatever, I'm just going to sit down here and--oooh! ::winces in pain as a major headache takes a hold of her::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::attempts to block communications::

CSO_Tyler says:
*CNS*: I am currently being taken to the Brig, Counselor.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::goes to a console and taps into Bridge operations::

ACTION: Intraship communications goes down... the MO does not realize he's being paged...

CNS_Solaa says:
::is startled:: Aloud: Oh, God... what now...

CMO_Powers says:
CO: Have you seen the CNS anywhere sir?

Tiamata says:
CNS: Problems, sweetie? I'll fix you of that.

CO_Storal says:
Lonn: Now we don’t have much time...If there is anything else you are withholding you need to state it now.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CSO: Yeah well your opinion is noted.  Not that it is worth the price of a cup of coffee  :: continues leading the CSO to the brig ::

CO_Storal says:
CMO: I believe that she was down in the brig interrogating our prisoners. You may assist if you wish. ::grins::

OPS_Ryushi says:
*CO*: Sir, I'm not making much progress down here...

CNS_Solaa says:
::casts a very nasty glance at Tiamata:: Tiamata: You want something?

Host Dr_Lonn says:
CO: Captain... I am as in the dark as you are... I don't understand... I don't know anything about this... I'm a geologist, not a theologian...

Tiamata says:
CNS: You know EXACTLY what it is I want, love.

CMO_Powers says:
CO: Aye sir. Would you like me to interrogate the CSO as well sir?

CSO_Tyler says:
::looks around as they walk down the corridors of deck 3:: CTO: Do you even know where the Brig is? I thought you were the CTO.

CO_Storal says:
CMO:If you must. ::grins::

CMO_Powers says:
CO: Aye sir. ::heads to a TL::

CNS_Solaa says:
::scoffs at him:: Tiamata: Too bad for you. You're not getting anything.

Amolana says:
::turns back on communications for the time it takes to make this announcement:: *All Hands*: Attention crew of the Apache, this ship is now under my control!  You cannot stop me, so, do not even try.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CSO: Yeah I know and if you don't shut up you will make the trip from an airlock without EVA.  The systems are locked down we are going to have to walk it

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::turns communications back off::

CNS_Solaa says:
Tiamata: If you were just a little less ugly, I might consider it, but... ::smirks::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::looks up as he hears the XO's voice echo through the room::

CMO_Powers says:
::enters TL:: TL: Brig.

CO_Storal says:
Lonn:Very well. Then we need to find a way to stop that thing... ::points up after the com::

CSO_Tyler says:
CTO: You know, you need me.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::gets frustrated.:: Computer: computer, Locate captain Storal.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CSO: Yeah like a Sunday morning hangover.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::goes over to the tactical station and begins to erect a forcefield around the area of deck 3 the crew is on::

Host Dr_Lonn says:
::she looks up, horrified by the comm:: CO: I'm frightened captain... if she really is possessed by a Pah-Wraith... we have to stop her, by ANY means necessary... do we understand each other?

SO Howlingwolf says:
: ::sits by herself on Deck 3, and looks up to see the CTO and CSO walk by::

SO Howlingwolf says:
CTO: Where are you taking him?

CO_Storal says:
Lonn:Clearly. IF there is no other way.. then it will be dealt with. I have no problem sending that thing back to the fire caves.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
SO: To the brig, captain's orders  :: grins ::  junior here just don't know when to keep his mouth shut

CMO_Powers says:
::exits the TL and enters the brig:: CNS: There you are! I thought you were behind us.

SO Howlingwolf says:
CTO: What'd he say?

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::goes to the helm and increases speed to the wormhole::

CO_Storal says:
Lonn:Now go to the computer core and assist Mr. Ryushi. I will go to Main engineering to try and stop us.

CSO_Tyler says:
CTO: A Sunday morning hangover? Where the heck did you come up with that remark?

ACTION: The Apache picks up speed... with the modifications that the possessed XO made, the warp core is beginning to push the limits of its capabilities...

CO_Storal says:
::heads to main engineering as fast as he can::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Oh, Captain? You say you no longer believe in the prophets?  Well what about me?

CNS_Solaa says:
::turns to the CMO:: CMO: Yeah, you thought I was behind you when you didn't even see if I woke up or not? ::is a little peeved::

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: Sorry, the XO dragged me off. ::realises that it's not a good excuse but hopes it works::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
::pushes the CSO down one of the access ladders :: CSO: Serving with you would make anyone drink.

OPS_Ryushi says:
Computer: Computer, located Captain Storal.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CMO*: Doctor?  What's you 'diagnosis' of the problem?

CO_Storal says:
*XO*:Why would I believe in something that is just a by-product of faith in a fairy tale ::continues on his way::

ACTION: As the Apache picks up speed... going well above the recommended limits... the inertial dampers can no longer keep up... sending strong rumblings across the ship, causing many people to lose balance...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Captain, you hurt my feelings.  How do you explain how I've taken control of the ship?

SO Howlingwolf says:
::leaves the CTO and CSO to go on their merry way to the brig, and goes up to the Captain:: CO: Captain, Acting CSO, Ensign Howlingwolf, reporting for duty.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::is thrown against a console suddenly::

CMO_Powers says:
*XO*: Which problem are you referring to?

CSO_Tyler says:
::Falls off the ladder, landing in a heap at the bottom::

Computer says:
OPS: Captain Storal is on Deck 3.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CMO*: Why, our current situation, of course.  What do you think is wrong?

CMO_Powers says:
*XO*: I think the coffee is a couple of degrees too hot.

CNS_Solaa says:
::folds her arms across her chest:: CMO: Uh-huh...

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: falls into the ladder well, catches himself on one of the rungs hitting his ribs on the way :: Aloud: Well at least he is at the bottom and isn’t talking anymore

CO_Storal says:
::exits the TL and enters main engineering:: *XO*:You used a feebleminded scientist and lucked into this.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CMO*: Well at least you have a sense of humor.   Let's see how long it lasts.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: makes his way down the ladder ::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::hears the computer's response and immediately keys in a code on the console to send a loud beeping sound to all consoles on deck 3, hoping the captain will hear::::

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: Please honey, can we do this some other time?

CSO_Tyler says:
::still lying in a heap, unconscious::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Does Dr. Lonn know what you're calling her?  And this was not luck, my friend, this was destiny.

SO Howlingwolf says:
*CO*: Sir, Acting CSO, Ensign Howlingwolf, reporting for duty.

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: Oh, I'm just listening in on your conversation. Don't mind me... I was just unconscious... ::inwardly smirking as she loves to give John a hard time::

MO_Turok says:
::Starts to head toward sickbay::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CNS*: Counselor?  Do you have an opinion?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
*CMO*: Doctor if you can hear me I need medical assistance, bottom of the ladder well.  The CSO...well he doesn't look to good

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: Say something funny...or deep

CNS_Solaa says:
*XO*: Me, sir? I'm sorry, but I have no idea what is going on.

CMO_Powers says:
*CTO*: I'll be there in a few hours.

ACTION: The structural integrity field begins to suffer, as the ship speeds up... a piece of the hull plating rips off, smashing into the power grid, and a flickering can be seen across the ship... including the brig... the force fields enclosing the cells begin to grow unstable...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CNS*: Pity, you're no fun.

OPS_Ryushi says:
*Txt Msg Console Deck3*: This is Ops Ryushi in computer control, please respond.

CO_Storal says:
*XO*:I’m sure she does.. she knows that she isn’t my favorite person. ::enters main engineering and walks over to a console::

CNS_Solaa says:
::smacks the CMO on the shoulder:: CMO: Go help him! You're the doctor!

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: But I don't like him...

CNS_Solaa says:
*XO*: Sorry?

CO_Storal says:
*SO*: Acknowledged Mr. Howlingwolf. I need you to assist Mr. Ryushi in trying to access bridge functions.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::looks at the readings on the power grids:: *CO*: Well, your beloved ship is about to fall apart on you.

CMO_Powers says:
*MO*: Can you go help the CSO for me? The CTO will tell you where he is.

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: That's not supposed to matter! Now GO! ::pushes him towards the door::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
*CMO*: Hey whatever doc.  I was told to take him to the brig...dead or alive was not specified

MO_Turok says:
*CMO* Aye sir. His location?

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CNS*: You are not very interesting, Counselor.  You just woke up?

CMO_Powers says:
*CTO*: Does it look like a spinal injury?

CSO_Tyler says:
::groans:: CTO: Thanks, glad to see you care. I'll be sure to file that last quote in my report to SF command.

Podan says:
::stands up, as the forcefield flickers...::

SO Howlingwolf says:
*CO*: Sir, I am but a botanist. The best man for that job would be Ensign Tyler. I have no experience in that area.

CO_Storal says:
*XO*:Perhaps...But the day ain’t over yet... ::tries to jettison the nacelles::

CMO_Powers says:
::notices the forcefields flicker:: *CTO*: Can we get a security team down here on the double please? The forcefields don't look like they'll last long.

MO_Turok says:
::Heads to the CSO::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::lets out a laugh:: Computer: Computer, all stop!

CO_Storal says:
*SO*:Well he has been relieved.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
*CMO*: Don't know doctor, unfortunately his mouth still works

OPS_Ryushi says:
::in exasperation:: Computer: Locate Captain Storal.

ACTION: The Apache comes to a stop IMMEDIATELY, tossing everyone...

Computer says:
OPS: Captain Storal is in Main Engineering.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: dispatches a team to the brig :: *CMO*: Cavalry is on their way doc

CMO_Powers says:
*CTO*: It can't be that bad then. Page the...woah... the MO.

CNS_Solaa says:
*XO*: Yes sir, I just woke up. Where are you? And why are you acting funny?

OPS_Ryushi says:
::is thrown violently backward into the side of the core, hitting the floor hard.::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Now that I have your attention, Storal Kylorean.

CNS_Solaa says:
::is thrown off-balance and falls to the floor::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CNS*: Funny?  I'm not acting funny, Counselor.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::gets up and quickly goes to the console:: ::resends the beeping to Main Engineering::

SO Howlingwolf says:
*CO*: Well then Sir, I'm afraid I can't help you. Perhaps you should reinstate him.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: slams into the bulkhead racking his already sore ribs :: Aloud: Ouch dang it

CO_Storal says:
*XO*:Aw come on now... You know me better than that. Call me Storal ::says mockingly::

CNS_Solaa says:
*XO*: Well... ow... ::rubs her head again:: You don't seem so good. Is the Captain with you?

ACTION: The forcefields in the brig give... they collapse entirely...

CSO_Tyler says:
::laughs:: CTO: Bet you wish you were laying down too, don't you? ::jumps up and climbs down the ladder quickly::

CO_Storal says:
*SO*:Not going to happen.

OPS_Ryushi says:
Txt Msg Console M.E.: This is Ops LtJG Ryushi in computer control, please respond.

CMO_Powers says:
*CTO*: We need that cavalry now!

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: I believe I will call you Ky.  Isn't that what she, this body I'm in, calls you?

CMO_Powers says:
::moves in front of the CNS and gets ready for a fight::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: draws his phaser set on stun and fires past the CSO:: CSO: Stop or you'll wish I was lying down

Podan says:
::looks to Tiamata, as the two of them rush forward, body checking the CMO and the CNS to the ground::

SO Howlingwolf says:
*CO*: Well then Sir, I'm afraid I can't be of assistance. That'd be Operations, not us. Well, except the CSO.

CO_Storal says:
::still typing on the console:: *XO*:Even better. Now how may I address you. other than the entity that inhabits my XO.

CNS_Solaa says:
::screams and kicks::

CSO_Tyler says:
::stops and looks at the CTO:: CTO: Go ahead, I dare you.

CMO_Powers says:
::grabs out for one of their legs as he falls::

CO_Storal says:
*SO*:Acknowledged.. Storal out.

CNS_Solaa says:
Podan/Tiamata: Get OFF me you stupid--!

MO_Turok says:
::Arrives at the CSO's location::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: shoots the CSO :: CSO: Okay, don't say I never gave you anything you wanted

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: You can call me . . .

MO_Turok says:
CTO: What did you do to him?

OPS_Ryushi says:
::increases the volume of the beeping on the other end::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Amolana

CSO_Tyler says:
::falls backwards as he's shot on the ladder, his head smacking the deck almost 12 feet below with a loud crack::

Tiamata says:
::pushes the CNS to the ground, as Podan drops to the ground with the CMO grabbing his legs:: CNS: I'm sorry I have to do this.

CO_Storal says:
*Amolana*:Well now. Since the formalities are out of the way. Why....as if I didn’t already know...Do you want my ship?

CO_Storal says:
*OPS*:This is Storal. What do you have for me.. Mr. Ryushi...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: And Captain. I know what you're doing.  ::sends an electric shock to his location::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
MO: Just recapturing my prisoner doctor, see what you can do for him

CMO_Powers says:
::crawls up Podan and starts hammering fists into his ugly face::

CNS_Solaa says:
::kicks out:: Tiamata: Stop! Stop! What do you want from us?!

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: If you think you know, tell me.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::increases the volume of the beep to a dull roar::

CMO_Powers says:
::gives a swift kick in Podan's crotch before turning to drag the other one off Ryn::

CO_Storal says:
::withdraws his hands from the console gently rubbing them:: *Amolana*:Now now that wasn’t nice...

ACTION: The CSO is unconscious...

Podan says:
::winces as the CMO kicks him... down there...:: Self: Oh... for the love of God... ::he snarls, and grabs the CMO's face, squeezing at the doctor's eyes::

MO_Turok says:
::Begins examining the CSO;;

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Then stop trying to eject the nacelles, and I'll be nice to you. ::laughs playfully::

SO Howlingwolf says:
::sits in the corridor on deck 3::

CO_Storal says:
::walks over to a storage locker and removes rubber work gloves. Then returns to a console and begins typing::

CMO_Powers says:
::pushes back on Podan's chin like in the movies::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::watches the CO's message come across the screen, quickly typing one back::

CSO_Tyler says:
::is bleeding profusely from a cracked open head, eyes shut tightly, unconscious and not breathing::

CO_Storal says:
*Amolana*:Well then why would I want to do that. ::continues to try and eject the nacelles::

OPS_Ryushi says:
Txt Msg CO: I have almost nothing, sir... Virtually all systems are under complete control from the bridge.

CNS_Solaa says:
::tries to find some skin to scratch and she thrashes about wildly::

ACTION: The first set of maglocks are released, as the CO continues his work.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
*CO*: Captain, Ky, you're not playing nice.  I guess I'll have to keep a closer watch on you.  ::activates transporter::

ACTION: The CO finds the world around him fading away... to be replaced by the bridge of the Apache... and Cmdr. Naegle.

CO_Storal says:
OPS Text Message: Well I’m trying to eject the.... ::message stops as he gets transported::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::notices from the internal sensor readouts on the console that the nacelle maglocks are being released from Main Engineering::

CMO_Powers says:
::uses some moves he learned from watching Bruce Lee movies on Podan::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Well, now, isn't this nice?

Tiamata says:
::kicks the CMO at the base of his spine, and a loud crunch is heard...::

CO_Storal says:
::takes off the gloves:: Amolana: Well I had a feeling that you would do that.

CNS_Solaa says:
::screams out:: Aloud: JOHN! Stop it! Don't hurt him!

MO_Turok says:
CTO: We have to move him to sickbay, now. I need to stabilize him. He has a severe concussion.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Sit down at the helm, Ky, and put us back in motion going toward the wormhole.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
MO: Knock yourself out doc, that’s why we have yeomen, I have to go to engineering to help the CO take his ship back  :: starts up the ladder ::

CMO_Powers says:
::winces in pain before swinging round and doing a few slapstick fighting moves on Tiamata, like the ones from the Three Stooges::

ACTION: The CSO is completely unconscious... severe concussion... as he fades in and out of a coma...

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:I can’t do that. You know that if you place me near the console I will eject the nacelles myself

OPS_Ryushi says:
::gets the CO's half message and quickly heads for the jeffries tube::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: No you won't.  I have complete control of the situation.  Just try it and see.

Tiamata says:
::he jumps back in pain... and screams...::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::crawling through the tubes toward Main Engineering::

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:Ok. ::goes over to a console and tries to eject the nacelles::

MO_Turok says:
::Throws the CSO over his shoulder and heads for sickbay:: Self: I'll remember that Grey-feather.

CNS_Solaa says:
::flips over on her stomach and tries to crawl away::

ACTION: The CO receives no response from the console regarding his commands...

CSO_Tyler says:
::drips blood onto the decks as he's carried to sickbay by the MO::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::watches the captain to see his reaction::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::exits the JT in ME, heading for a console::

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:Well then.. it does seem that you do have me locked out there...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Now then, Warp 8 to start.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
::yelling back down the ladder:: MO: Glad to hear it doc...hate to think your memory is going already

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:I can’t do that.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: And why not?

ACTION: As Tiamata falls... Podan jumps behind the CMO and slams his foot down hard on the CMO's back...
MO_Turok says:
::Mumbles something incoherent::

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:I won’t cooperate.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::starts up where the CO left off, trying to release the second set of maglocks::

Tiamata says:
::through the pain... he fades in and out of consciousness... before he finally collapses::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: No?  Why not?

CMO_Powers says:
::scrambles his way across the floor, holding his back in a comedy wrestling pain sort of way::

MO_Turok says:
::Enters sickbay and places the CSO on a biobed::

Podan says:
CMO: Are we ready to concede? If yes, don't speak, just... crawl over to that corner over there. ::turns to the CNS:: CNS: And that goes for you too... actually, no, I have other plans for you...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::starts moving toward the CO::

MO_Turok says:
::Begins to try and stabilize Tyler::

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:I will not help you to achieve your goal. It’s against policy. ::grins:: Sorry, holds up a mock book and points:: See right here.. Thou shalt not cooperate with a fairy tale...

CMO_Powers says:
::gets up and hits Podan with some attacks that are suitable for the ACTD ratings... probably pulling hair and slapping in a girly fashion::

CNS_Solaa says:
::angry tears are streaming down her cheeks:: CMO: Just do it, John! Don't fight anymore... he'll kill you!

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::reaches up and puts her hands on his shoulders to forcibly push him into the helm chair::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: reaches engineering, his ribs feeling the brunt of the climb ::

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: I won't leave you to the 18 rated things he may be planning for you. ::charges and dives at Podan::

ACTION: Pain arcs up and down the CMO's back... he gets up and hits Podan... but then he collapses in a heap...

CO_Storal says:
::resists as much as he can before being forced to sit:: Amolana:Either my XO has been working out or you are very strong Amolana..

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::puts her hands on his temples in a mind meld sort of way to attempt to control his actions::

CO_Storal says:
::uses the mind defense techniques that Kathleen had taught him to try and fight it::

CMO_Powers says:
::attempts to bite at Podan's ankles:: CNS: Any time would be good for you to help out a little.

CNS_Solaa says:
::gasps and starts crawling toward John, her ankle has been twisted in the scuffle::

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: DON'T MOVE, DAMMIT! You'll kill yourself! You're a doctor, you know!

MO_Turok says:
*CMO*: Sir if you are not to busy, I could use your expertise in sickbay. The CSO is seriously injured.

CMO_Powers says:
*MO*: More important people first... like me.

CNS_Solaa says:
*MO*: The Doctor, is seriously injured, Turok...

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: tries looking the consoles over to see what the CO might have started to take the ship back ::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::working furiously to release the clamps.::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::reaches further inside his mind:: CO: You can't stop me, so you might as well cooperate.

ACTION: The second set of maglocks are released... five more to go.

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:Well you can’t blame me for trying ::continues to try and resist::

Podan says:
::he crouches, and looks at the CMO:: CMO: Have fun... in pain? You'll live. ::he stands up, hobbling out of the brig...::

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: And I can't help you. You're back is broken, so don't move. ::turns angrily to Podan:: Podan: Get back here! ::struggles after him and in a fit of rage lunges after him, despite her ankle::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
Computer: Computer, Warp 8.  CO: But you will remain on the bridge.

CMO_Powers says:
::calls after Podan:: Podan: You're friend doesn't look too good!

OPS_Ryushi says:
::hears someone behind him, whirls and draws his phaser::

ACTION: The warp engines reactivate... propelling the Apache to Warp 8.

MO_Turok says:
*CNS*: The nature of his injury?

CO_Storal says:
Amolana:Well that was no fun.. I thought you were all powerful. You let a meager mortal stop you from entering his mind?

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::notes the maglocks releasing and will take the next step to stopping the process::

CMO_Powers says:
Self: I wish that security team would get here so that they could hurt Podan in a not too graphically violent way.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::gives the Captain a scornful look::

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