USS Apache - Away Team - 10507.08 - "In the Shadows," Part X

The Away team is still on the trade station, having received some... security subroutines that might allow them to gain access to a few ships in dock... perhaps that can be used to cross into the Romulan Neutral Zone... in the meantime, they notice a Romulan Contingent on the station, with an Orion... who are they? What are they doing here?

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ACTION: The trade station is as busy as ever... ships coming and going... people moving all about...

CSO_Marsland says:
::standing with the rest of the crew::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::heading toward the freighter keeping a close eye out::

CSO_Marsland says:
CNS: How's the face, Ryn, going to be okay?

CO_Storal says:
CSO:Were you able to learn anything from those Romulans you were tailing?

ACTION: Ryn's cheek is turning a pretty shade of blue...

MO_Turok says:
::Examining the surrounding area::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::listens closely as the CO and CSO talk::

SO_Antropov says:
::following the others::

ACTION: Throughout the docking area, promenades, habitat areas, are security guards, posted spottily...

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: No, nothing whatsoever.  They still kept talking about Korata, but that was all.  I tried bluffing to get them to talk to us, but all we got was a disruptor butt in Ryn's face and the guards threatening to kill us.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CSO/CO: Sounds like a lovely bunch.

CSO_Marsland says:
XO: Indeed...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CNS: Are you all right, Ryn?

CO_Storal says:
::looks over at the CNS and winces:: All:That looks like it hurt. ::winks and grins::

CNS_Solaa says:
CO/XO/CSO: Gee, thanks everyone... ::is sarcastic::

ACTION: As the group moves together, they look somewhat shady and seedy, and, of course, garner no suspicious looks from anyone; they're in their element, so to speak.

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: So... what's the plan, Sir?

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CNS: Hey! I just asked if you were all right!  Don't get mad at me because you can't be subtle.

CNS_Solaa says:
ALL: Anyone got any ice??? I'm going to look like a chipmunk soon...

CO_Storal says:
CSO Well I want to get a look at the ship that we are trying to get on board. If we can sneak easily on board things should go smoothly. If not then we would have try a different means.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: We could probably get some at a bar before we go, couldn't we, Ky?

CNS_Solaa says:
::gives the XO a nasty look::

CSO_Marsland says:
::checks his pockets, and remarks sarcastically:: CNS: No, no ice in my pockets, sorry Ryn.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Don't get smart with me, Tom. You're the one who wanted to tail those Romulans...

CO_Storal says:
MO:Did you bring a Med-kit?

CNS_Solaa says:
::feels its starting to get hard to talk::

CSO_Marsland says:
::follows the CO and group towards the indicated ship::

SO_Antropov says:
::follows the others::

CO_Storal says:
::looks over at the display:: All:We still have several hours till the ship leaves. If anyone has a suggestion I wouldn’t mind hearing it.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
MO: Do you have something that could help Ryn?

MO_Turok says:
CO: Aye sir. ::Takes out the kit and get ready to use in on the CNS::

ACTION: A few of the security guards, standing off to the side, snicker as they look at this motley crew... and one of them moves over...

Security Guard says:
::gestures with his hands:: All: No loitering! Move along, move along, this is a busy station!

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: Fank oo, Tumok... ::can't talk straight now::

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: While against SF Regulations.... I recommend we.. appropriate a vessel. ::turns and glares at the guard::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
Guard: Okay, okay, can't you see we're tending to a wounded friend here?  Chill out.

MO_Turok says:
CNS: You fit in well here with that.

Guard says:
::frowns:: XO: If she requires assistance, take her to the clinic. It is down the corridor at the other end of the promenade.

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: Thas not funny, Tumok...

CO_Storal says:
::looks over at the guard:: Guard: Back off you rent-a-guard...We aren’t doing anything wrong. Why don’t you go harass a tourist or something. All:Come on. we’re outta here. ::heads to the clinic::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
Guard: She'll be fine.  We won't be a minute.

CSO_Marsland says:
Guard: Our friend is a medic.. and we don't have money for no damn clinic.

Guard says:
::grumbles:: XO: Just one minute, then. ::he meanders off, back to his friend...::

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Don give 'im anymoo troubl, Tom.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CNS: You might want to keep quiet while Turok treats you, Ryn.  Might make it go faster.

SO_Antropov says:
ALL: We're attracting too much attention. We really need to leave soon.

CSO_Marsland says:
::looks out in the docking area "correctly"::

CO_Storal says:
CSO/SO:You have a point. Lets split up and look for a ship we can borrow.

ACTION: As the group stands about, the familiar Bolian walks almost up to them, before seeing the CO again... and scurries away before he can be stopped.

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::looks down the docking area:: All: We should be able to find something to hitch a ride on.

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: Aye sir.. ::turns to Ryn:: CNS: Coming, Counselor?  I figure you can take a few more hits for me.. ::grins::

SO_Antropov says:
::notices the Bolian:: CO: A friend of yours?

CO_Storal says:
::looks at the Bolian while he runs:: SO:You can say that. I would say that our time here should be as short as possible. Lets move...

MO_Turok says:
CNS: Eh, good enough. ::Finishes and put the medikit away::

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: I'm gonna kill oo, Tom... I swear... ::shoots daggers at Tom with her eyes::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Agreed. All: Come on, guys.

SO_Antropov says:
::wanders off, looking for a ship to obtain::

CSO_Marsland says:
CNS: Oh c'mon, it'll be fun.. Besides, I'll treat you and John to a bottle of ale when we get back, my treat. ::heads off towards the docking area::

CO_Storal says:
::moves down the flight line looking for a choice ship...::

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Ale is gross...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CNS: Don't talk, Ryn.  You call attention to yourself and us.

ACTION: The docking port is pretty non-descript... there are a few guards here and there guarding certain ships... while other docking ports are not being guarded at all. All of them have monitors next to them, indicating what ships they are, and if there are any docked...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Maybe we should spread out and check out the unguarded docking ports.

CO_Storal says:
XO:Agreed. ::moves off down the line::

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Well, what am I supposed to do, ten, huh?

ACTION: The PA system is activated: "Shuttle for Betazed, now boarding at Docking Port 31."

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::grins:: CNS: Be quiet, maybe?

CSO_Marsland says:
::heads off down one side of the station reading the consoles on the undocked ports::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::looks at the Captain and heads down to docking port 31 just to check it out::

CO_Storal says:
::stops and looks at one of the unguarded ships::

ACTION: As the CO reads the monitor, he sees on the screen: "SS Malinka, Federation freighter. Cargo: Cormaline. Destination: Andor."

MO_Turok says:
CSO: Might I suggest a ship that may be in for minor repairs, it may not be missed as quickly by it's owner.

CSO_Marsland says:
::looks in particular for something resembling a medium fighter, capacity 8 or so, with a decent armament::

ACTION: As the CSO continues walking down the corridor, he notices at the far end, two Romulan soldiers guarding one of the docking ports...

CO_Storal says:
::shakes his head at the sight of a Federation Vessel and moves on down to the next one::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::since that one is full and going the wrong way, she checks out another unguarded port::

CSO_Marsland says:
MO: Good idea, Turok.  Go see if you can find one.. I'm going to go check out these Romulans... ::heads off down the corridor::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::reading the monitors as she goes along::

SO_Antropov says:
::looks at some ships::

CNS_Solaa says:
::sits down on a bench on the wall and holds the ice pack on her face tenderly::

MO_Turok says:
::Looks for the maintenance area::

ACTION: As the CSO heads closer towards the Romulans, something seems to be happening, as the Romulans stand aside, when the docking port opens...

CSO_Marsland says:
::backs up a little to watch::

ACTION: One of the monitors catches the XO's eye - a Bolian pleasure ship, with limited warp capability but still, unaffiliated...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::notices the monitor and motions to the captain:: CO: Ky, I might have something here.

CO_Storal says:
::walks over to the XO:: XO:What do you have?

ACTION: As the port door opens, two Reman slaves pile out... they stand at attention, as the CSO can hear marching, down a perpendicular corridor...

MO_Turok says:
::Looks for a warp capable ship in maintenance::

CSO_Marsland says:
::tries to get in position for a better view::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: A Bolian pleasure ship, sir.  Limited warp capability, but unaffiliated.

CO_Storal says:
XO: ::chuckles:: I wonder how well Ryn can dance. ::Grins::

CSO_Marsland says:
::creeps closer to the ship, watching to see who enters and comes out::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::chuckles:: CO: With that swelled face she's got now, they might not let her.

ACTION: The Orion... Pindar... walks into full view, flanked by another Orion subservient... and an Orion woman...

CSO_Marsland says:
::creeps even closer out of view, trying to hear what they say::

ACTION: The Orion subservient gestures behind him, and two servants appear, carrying an ornate box... extremely well-decorated, with strangely familiar markings... the Orion woman's head cocks, in the CSO's direction...

CO_Storal says:
XO:True.. but she could pull off a good slave girl...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::nods:: CO: True.

CSO_Marsland says:
::ducks out of view::

ACTION: As the CO and XO talk, they are suddenly surprised as a soft explosion is heard on the other side... the Bolian ship departs...

ACTION: The CSO tries to duck away... but something is... gripping onto him...

CO_Storal says:
XO:Well that goes that plan...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: What was that explosion?

CNS_Solaa says:
::tests her cheek tenderly and gets up::

CO_Storal says:
XO:the ship left...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Well, plan B then.  And no, I don't have one.

MO_Turok says:
::Continues to explore the maintenance area for a suitable ship::

CSO_Marsland says:
::looks at the Orion woman curiously::

CNS_Solaa says:
::can talk more easily now:: Self: Now they went that way... and he went that way... ::chooses a direction and goes toward Tom::

ACTION: Some words are exchanged between the Romulans and the Orions... as the Orion woman steps a little closer towards the CSO...

CO_Storal says:
XO:Neither do I. Lets move down the line. Im sure there are others...

CNS_Solaa says:
Aloud: Now where did he... uh-oh... Orion woman. Big trouble.

CSO_Marsland says:
::looks at her even more curiously as she steps closer::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::nods:: CO: Agreed. Let's go.

CNS_Solaa says:
::fights the crowd to get closer to rescue Tom:: Aloud: Sorry! Excuse me! Pardon me! Ugh!

CO_Storal says:
::moves on down the line:: XO: Its almost like grocery shopping. ::chuckles::

ACTION: Suddenly, shots can be heard, going off furiously... as the CSO watches the woman, all he sees is her eyes suddenly widening as a shot hits her in the back, and then another, more powerful disruptor shot... slowly, she vaporizes away, screaming...

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Tom---! ::stops suddenly as the Orion woman gets vaporized::

SO_Antropov says:
::hears the shots and turns around to see where they came from::

CSO_Marsland says:
::breaks away, ducking out of danger::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::laughs:: CO: I haven't done that in years, sir.

ACTION: All bystanders suddenly drop to the ground... all the Orions are gone... as if they were never really there.. not even a drop of blood... and the Romulans turn around... the Remans pick up the ornate box... decorated with Bajoran glyphs and ankhs... and they shuffle into their port...

CNS_Solaa says:
::blinks, truly stunned at the brutal murder:: Self: She was ugly, but no need to shoot her... ::looks around quickly to locate Tom::

CO_Storal says:
XO:You should try it. I know when I return to SB366 from time to time. I go out with my sister and shop, then she cooks.

CSO_Marsland says:
::spots the box, and looks to see who shot the woman::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Sounds like a plan.  I'll do that.  Maybe I'll take Tom.

ACTION: The CO walks past one of the docks... and on the monitor, he can see a Romulan-styled shuttlecraft... obviously, acquired used or perhaps extra legally... 

CO_Storal says:
::looks at the shuttle:: XO: I think we hit the jackpot...

CSO_Marsland says:
::spots the CNS and SO:: CNS/SO: Let's get out of here...

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Oh, hey Tom! Take it easy will ya?!

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::nods:: CO: I think you're right.  Let's check it out.

SO_Antropov says:
CSO: Da, I think that is good idea.

ACTION: Almost immediately, the Romulans disembark... almost tearing their ship away from the dock...

CSO_Marsland says:
CNS: What do you mean, take it easy?

CSO_Marsland says:
::heads for the CO and XO::

CNS_Solaa says:
::reels around and sees the SO: SO: Whoa! Where the hell did you come from???

SO_Antropov says:
::points:: CNS: Over there.

CO_Storal says:
::taps his combadge:: *All*: Meet up at docking bay...::looks at the number:: 24. I think I have found our ship.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: You shot that Orion woman didn't you? I mean, she wasn't much of a looker, but still... where'd you get the disruptor?

SO_Antropov says:
::follows the CSO::

CSO_Marsland says:
CNS: I did no such thing!  I would never....

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Oh... okay then... ::shrugs::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::waits for the rest of the crew:: CO: I hope they hurry.

CO_Storal says:
XO: I know... I hope this isn’t too good to be true..

MO_Turok says:
::Heads for number 24::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: Me too, I'd like to get off this station fast.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO/SO: Alright, then lets ditch this popsicle stand and get to bay 24! ::takes off running, holding up the front of her dress so her chest doesn't bounce so much and the dress fall down::

CO_Storal says:
::looks at his PADD to see if any of the codes match those of the Romulan shuttle. ::

CO_Storal says:
::walks up to the door and tries a few subroutines::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::waits for the results to see if this works::

CSO_Marsland says:
::arrives, panting:: CO/XO: Reporting...as.. ordered, Sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
::catches up with the CO and XO:: CO/XO: We got a shuttle?

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CSO: Good, we're trying to see if we can get on this ship.

ACTION: As if welcoming them aboard, the port door slides open... at the same time, a bumbling old Andorian, fat and obviously rich, comes stumbling around the corner... and his eyes widen as he sees the CO messing with his ship...

CSO_Marsland says:
::spies the Andorian:: ALL: Let's go, quickly!

CO_Storal says:
CSO:I hope so. I’m trying to see if these codes work. ::smiles:: and it looks like they have.

CO_Storal says:
All:Move! ::enters the ship::

Andorian says:
::stumbling forward, he croaks a few words out:: CO: Stop, you thief, you, you young whippersnapper you, I'm gonna give you twenty lashes if I ever catch you!

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::sees the Andorian:: CO: No need to tell me twice.

CSO_Marsland says:
*MO*: Come on!

CSO_Marsland says:
::stumbles in, looking for the Helm::

CNS_Solaa says:
::dashes into the ship::

MO_Turok says:
::Comes up and sees the Andorian looking at the crew in disbelief::

ACTION: As they approach the front of the ship, they can see the Romulan ship outside, getting ready to go to warp...

CO_Storal says:
::peeks his head around the corner:: Andorian:: The new Maquis thank you. ::grins and shuts the hatch...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::grabs the Andorian:: Andorian: Sorry, we need to borrow this ship for a minute.

MO_Turok says:
::Stops and uses the nerve pinch on the Andorian::

CSO_Marsland says:
::takes the Helm, and begins preflight sequences::

Andorian says:
::looks up at the XO:: XO: How- ::he collapses, as the MO nerve pinches him...::

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: Quick! Throw him out!

CO_Storal says:
CSO:Tom get us out of here...

CSO_Marsland says:
ALL: All aboard!!!!!

MO_Turok says:
CNS: He should go with us, no one to sound an alarm that way.

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: No no! Chuck him out!

SO_Antropov says:
::gets on the ship::

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: Ooh, good point. He can stay...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
::gets in the shuttle and straps in:: CNS: We need to go, so never mind him.

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: Of course, Sir... of course. ::waits for everyone to board, and then shuts the airlock::

MO_Turok says:
CNS: If he talks we might have a fleet after us.

CSO_Marsland says:
::yells back:: MO/CNS: Come on!!!!

CNS_Solaa says:
::dashes up to the cockpit and takes the Communications console::

MO_Turok says:
::Drags the Andorian aboard::

CO_Storal says:
CSO:I see you haven’t forgotten how to fly..::chuckles::

CSO_Marsland says:
::powers up thrusters and pushes away from the station::

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: I'm right here. No need to yell... ::looks down at her console:: Oh no...

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CSO/CO: A good thing to have.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: I found a cloak!

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: It's like riding a bike Sir.. a few bumps and bruises along the way, but you never really lose the touch. ::laughs::

CSO_Marsland says:
CNS: Well then, by all means, activate it, Counselor!

CO_Storal says:
::overhears the CNS:: CNS:Excellent once we leave... activate it.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO/CO: Okay okay! ::activates the cloak::

CSO_Marsland says:
::takes them past the outer markers of the station, and jumps to Warp 1... course - Dessica::

CSO_Marsland says:
ALL: Well, we're on our way....

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CO: And away we go!

MO_Turok says:
::Begins checking the aging Andorian for any injuries::

CNS_Solaa says:
ALL: Phew! Lucky for us, I remember my Andorian 101 class! ::grins::

ACTION: The ship tears away from the dock, and cloaks by the CNS' action...

CO_Storal says:
SO:Check the sensors to see if there is any activity around Dessica.

CSO_Marsland says:
CO: Increasing speed to maximum.... ::jumps the ship to warp 8::

XO_Naegle-Marsland says:
CSO: Be careful, we don't want to blow the cloak.

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Yeah... I'm not sure how long it'll hold, really... it's blinking a lot...

CSO_Marsland says:
CNS: Here, take the helm... let me see what I can do with it.

CO_Storal says:
CSO:Why don’t you turn it down to about warp 5 we don’t have that far to travel.

CNS_Solaa says:
::jumps in the pilot's seat::

CNS_Solaa says:
::decreases the warp factor::

CSO_Marsland says:
::begins examining the cloaking device to try and stabilize it's output::

MO_Turok says:
::Begins searching the Andorian::

CNS_Solaa says:
CSO: Do we have any illegal scanners or something fun like that?

ACTION: Though the shuttle is clearly old, tearing away... the cloak works... warp works... and they're off... but for where? To Dessica... into the Neutral Zone... away from the security of the Federation... rogues, on the run... to rescue their crewmate, who may or may not even be alive anymore...

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