Brett:
 <<<<Summary: The Delphyne's staff is gathered at the entrance to the small canyon leading to the Garden, where the Signing ceremony will take place.  A large throng of Psellians lines the route along the canyon.  Strange tricorder readings have raised the crew's suspicions.  The dignitaries have dissappeared from sight in the canyon.

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission - "Armistice-Part 10">>>>

CTO_Marshall:
 @Security Detail: We have reason to believe that the security of this signing is in jeapordy.

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::doesn't wait for orders and moves deeper into the canyon to see if the dignitaries are where they are supposed to be::

CNS_Selin:
 ::follows CMO::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 ::feels the fur on his back stand up::

Brett:
 @<Security Man> CTO: ::Looks doubtful::  Why do you say that?

XO_Mash`ev:
 CO: Should we get closer?

CTO_Marshall:
 @Security: We have encountered the woman laying those gifts out to your leader, she is not to be trusted. At least inspect those gifts to make sure.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Pensively looks out across the crowd of her people::

Brett:
 INFO: The canyon is lined with Psellians eager to watch the procession.  The crowds grow thicker near the Garden as that is the best spot to watch the historic moment.  By rushing ahead, the crew can see the dignitaries moving along the path ahead of them.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 CO: Perhapes some of use should head for the runabout, if something helps we may be able to save lifes with the transporter, her systems

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::feels a bit relieved, but still wary::

CO_Mordane:
 CEO: How long do you think it'll take you to get therE?

Brett:
 @<Security> CTO: Are you insane?  Such a breach of distrust would surely send those rebels back into the hills; and we'd have years of war again.  No thank you, I have seen enough death and I'm not going to jeopardize this on your word... respectfully.

XO_Mash`ev:
 ::listens to the CO and CEO discussion::

CTO_Marshall:
 @Security: Are you willing to risk the death of your leaders on blind faith?

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 ::makes some computations in his head to figure out travel time to the runabout::

CNS_Selin:
 *CTO*: how is the situation going with the security detail?

Brett:
 @<Security> ::Looks at his partner::  CTO: In truth, better him than us.  Maybe if what you say is true, and the Taigu is removed from office, things will get better around here.

CTO_Marshall:
 *CNS*: Not good counselour, it would appear that our word is not worth much here.

CNS_Selin:
 *CO*: shall I head to the CTO's position and see if I can talk to them sir?

CTO_Marshall:
 @Security: What you have just said could be taken as treason on my world.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 CO: twenty minutes sir, at a fast sprint

Brett:
 Action: The procession reaches the lush, torchlit Garden.  The dignitaries take their places around a central, stone table.

Brett:
 @<Security> CTO: Here too, which is why we didn't say that.  Now, if you're only interested in getting us in trouble... move along... sir.

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::looks a bit worried and watches the proceedings somewhat helplessly::

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Treads steadily along the path, her light, sure steps moving her forward with strange dignity, until she arrives at her place in the ceremony::

CO_Mordane:
 CEO: That probably won't be soon enough if there is trouble, but I can't deny the worth of having that transporter if we can get it.  You have permission to go and retrieve it, but I won't take anyone else off station here.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 ::nods::

Brett:
 @<Security> CTO: Wait.

CNS_Selin:
 ::starts moving toward the CTO's position::

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Shakes head and moves hand toward comm:: *CO*: Captain they don't believe me, it looks like....

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 ::Heads of for the runabout at a fast sprint::

CO_Mordane:
 *CNS*: From my experience down here, there isn't anything any of us can do or say that will change the way we, or the situation we are in is perceived.

CTO_Marshall:
 @*CO*: Hold on sir

CTO_Marshall:
 @Security: What?

Brett:
 @<Security> ::Sighs::  Alright, we'll see what we can do.  ::Speaks into his radio, alerting security at the garden::

CNS_Selin:
 *CTO*: any change in status?

CTO_Marshall:
 @*CNS*: It would appear that I gave up a bit too soon, they have agreed to investigate.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::makes his way towards the runabout, and release that he might be able to contact the runabout computer and instruct it to beam him aboard::

CNS_Selin:
 *CTO*: understood. I'm going to rejoin the CMO

Brett:
 INFO: The dignitaries place their gifts on small tables near the larger stone signing table and the Taigu motions to Ruissi to step up onto a dias nearby to give her speech.

CNS_Selin:
 ::turns and begins to walk fast toward the position of the CMO::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #*grant Computer*:This is cmdr Jakuharrr request to be beam onboard

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::quietly watches, sees the CNS approach:: CNS: Looks like you got here just in time

Brett:
 Action: The crowd at the garden is hushed, above on raised platforms, local media turn their cameras onto the dias.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Takes a deep, measured breath as she nods to the Taigu and steps up to the fore of the dias. Waits as the crowd becomes hushed::

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: I know I was running. ::smiles::

Brett:
 #Action: The CEO is beamed to the runabout.

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Observes the security detail quietly, moves closer toward the proceedings::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::is gald to find himself on the runabout::

Brett:
 Action: Around the crew near the Garden, the crowd jostles, trying to get a good view.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #*CO*: I am on board the grant sir, bring her system online in the event we need them

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::hates being jostled, resists the impulse to deck the nearest psellan::

CNS_Selin:
 ::brushs hair out of her eyes:: CMO: this is a very big moment in history

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::takes a nice wiff of the artifical air and is surprise to find he glad to be on a ship again::

CMO_P`Trell:
 CNS: If all works right.... yes the history of this planet...

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: just look at the faces of all of these people, they are so excited

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Lets her gaze travel across the entire crowd, from one side of the valley to the other, seemingly taking in every individual and camera watching:: Psellians: Our people is a strong people, our race, a strong race...

Brett:
 INFO: The crowd grows silent, save for soft murmers and whispers.

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::face darkened and a bit irritated at the closeness of the crowd, nods in agreement with the CNS::

CNS_Selin:
 ::looks toward the CMO, smiles and nods, knowingly::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::brings the last of the grants system online and waits for the call for help he hopes will not happen::

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 Psellians: We have a long, difficult history. But - today - we begin a new history, a history of our place in the universe.

CTO_Marshall:
 @ ::Wonders when the security details will arrive::

CO_Mordane:
 *CEO*: Understood Jake.  Keep out of sight, so you don't cause a commotion down here.

Brett:
 Action: Ruissi's speech is interrupted by a tremendous blast of light and sound.  The area around the dias flashes a dazzling white, blinding all who look and filling their vision with dancing spots.  The sound is deafening and leaves the ears ringing.  Most of the crowd nearby is thrown to the ground.

CNS_Selin:
 ::goes down to her knees::

CNS_Selin:
 ALL: what in the world was that?

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 Psellians: To--- ::Turns her face from the light, squinting, but standing strong in her place::

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Falls to the ground blinded::

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::sees lots of glowy spots and gets disoriented, spining to the ground, curses in Andorian::

CO_Mordane:
 ::blinks, trying to refocus quickly and catch sight of what's going on...his ears ringing::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #*CO*:  Acknowledge sir, i am still on the ground, i have a course laid in, but i remain on the ground until called for, I should be over the area a few minutes after receiving the call

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Closes eyes tightly::

Brett:
 Action: Instantly, chaos reigns.  The crowd begins trying to escape in panic.  Through blurred vision, the crew can see flashes of weapons fire here and there around the Garden.

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Tries to blink through the flash of light. ::

CMO_P`Trell:
 CNS: That was probably the gift....

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: what do we do?

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::gets up, fights her way through the crowd to keep herself uninjured, tries to protect the CNS from getting trampled best she can::

Brett:
 INFO: The Taigu and most of the dignitaries lie stunned at the center of the garden.

CO_Mordane:
 Somehow "I told you so" just doesn't do this justice...

CO_Mordane:
 CTO: Get the Taigu to safety.

CMO_P`Trell:
 CNS: Stick with me... the captain should be giving us orders soon

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Looks around, trying to locate the Taigu...wondering if this is his work::

CO_Mordane:
 XO: Close off the entrance to the valley, I don't want anyone getting out.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::waits for the call, as he checks the grants shuttle records::

Brett:
 Action: Several Psellians, those who wanted to see better, pull small disrupters from under their robes and place them against the bodies of the Crew.

CTO_Marshall:
 @::looks up from the ground, slowly blinking his eyes, the shadowy forms of a few psellians pulling weapons from their clothing fill his line of vision::

XO_Mash`ev:
 CO: I'll do what I can.

CO_Mordane:
 *CEO*: Jake, we need you...yesterday.

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: I'm on your hip doctor

Brett:
 <Psellians> Crew: Don't move, you are our prisoners.

CTO_Marshall:
 @*CO*: Sir we've got hostiles in the crowd, ARMED hostiles.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #*co*:on my way sire, what do you need

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::feels the press of a disruptor in her back and puts her blue hands up::

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Picks self off the ground and heads for some cover::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::bring the grant to live and takes of heading toward the captain location::

CNS_Selin:
 ::follows the doctors example::

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Turns to get the attention of the closest security person when he feels a disruptor against his side. ::

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Struggles over to the Taigu and carefully helps him up, keeping a steadying - and restraining - hand on his arm:: Taigu: Are you all right?

Brett:
 #Action: A weapons lock chimes into the cabin of the Grant.  A space borne-disrupter has locked on.

CO_Mordane:
 ::sighs as he feels a diruptor point in his back::

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Moves toward the table at a cautious pace::

CNS_Selin:
 self: think Kristin, think

Brett:
 @<Psellians (2)> ::Spotting the CTO::  CTO: You there, Starsfleet, don't move!

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::lets out a few choice words as he gets weapons lock on the grant, he start evasion manuvers::Computer; Id the source of the weapons lock!

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Looks up and see's the Taigu::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::gets the strange feeling there a romulan vessel in space::

CTO_Marshall:
 @::Ducks::

Brett:
 #<Computer> CEO: Weapon signature matches Main disrupter armament of D'Deridex Class...

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::goes where her captors lead, knows she's escaped captivity before she can do it again::

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Tries to make eye contact with CO to let the Captain know that he's unable to comply with his previous order. ::

CNS_Selin:
 ~~~CMO: sorry for this doctor, but do you think we should try to escape?~~~

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #*CO*:I may bit a be slight delay ::shudders as he his the computer answer:: I got a lose a War bird

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::With urgency:: Taigu: Are you injured?   ::Carefully contains all her raging emotions of suspicion, betrayal, and anxiety::

Brett:
 #Action: A tremendous blast rocks the Runabout...systems fail and it begins careening out of control toward the slums of the city...fire breaks out in the rear of the cabin.

CTO_Marshall:
 @Psellians 2: You are under arrest by order of StarFleet for interfering with the planetary relations of an alien culture, you will be released to your government for sentencing. ::mumbles weakly::

Brett:
 <Taigu> Ruissi: Wha?  Yes, I... I...

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #computer; Board cast a distress message on all channels ::has a feeling the message will never 

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::looks at the CNS and shakes her head, thinks: I'll be looking for an opportunity....::

Brett:
 Action: Several armed Psellians race over and cover the Taigu and his party.  Others help Ruissi and hers to their feet.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::feels hit to runabout is is almost knock out of his seat, he struggles to change the runabout course so that it those no land in a populate area::

CNS_Selin:
 ::stays as close to the CMO as the guards will allow::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #computer: launch all emergency becons

CTO_Marshall:
 # Appears as ANNA

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 Taigu: We must withdraw to a safe location - our future depends on both our survivals. ::Without ceremony, begins leading him away from the center of the platform, her keen eyes seeking out a place of cover while she steadily pulls the Taigu - and their entourage - along::

Brett:
 #Action: The distress call goes out, once.  The beacons fail to launch as the Grant clips a building and slams into the street, sliding along its length for several blocks before crashing into an abandoned apartment building.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Knows that if she or the Taigu meet their demise in this chaos, the civil war on their planet will never end::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::is knock out as the grant crash, the last thing he see before he loses it was that he fail avoiding the population center.  he not sure if he manage to get word out as the world turn black::

Brett:
 <Psellians> ::Step over to the CTO and brandish their disrupters::  CTO: Let;s go.

CTO_Marshall:
 Psellians: I will tell you nothing.

CMO_P`Trell:
 Psellian guards: So... now what? You boys got a mabara by the tail.

Brett:
 Action: The Starfleet crew and the Taigu's entourage are all brought together at the center of the Garden. Around them, the area is again quiet, the guards having been stunned, captured or worse.  A dozen armed Psellian Legion members ring the group, disrupters pointed.

Brett:
 Action: A movement near the garden's entrance draw attention.  A somewhat plain Psellian male, leading six Romulan soldiers, enters the area.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::As she looks around, begins to recognize their assailants as some of the members of her Legion. Shrewly examines the group::

CNS_Selin:
 self: can't we all just get along?

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Watches the approaching group. ::

Brett:
 <Pusa> ::Grins at the group::  All: Well well.  All the rotten eggs in one basket, how convenient.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::As she spots the Psellian man, she reacts with surprise, the first visible emotion on her face the entire day:: Pusa: ...Onar?

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::not moving, barely breathing, as he still out like a light::

CTO_Marshall:
 Pusa: Rotten?

Brett:
 <Pusa> ::Smiles at Ruissi::  Yes, it is I.  You were magnificent darling, you played your part to the fullest.  ::Holds out his hand to her::

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::watches as things develop, looks at the CNS wondering what her take is on this scene considering her knowledge of psychology::

CNS_Selin:
 ::shakes her head::

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Steps forward, uncertainly:: Pusa: Onar? What is this?  ::Fixates strangely on his out-held hand::

CTO_Marshall:
 Self: No weapons the Ambassador says.... oy.

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: this seems to be a set up

Brett:
 <West> ::looks bleakly at the CTO::

CO_Mordane:
 ::Turns to West::  I'd just love for you to deny that there's any Romulan influences left on this planet, any arms deals still going on, or any plot to forstall the peace process...please, do tell me that everything is just peachy.  ::if looks could kill...::

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::antennae swivel:: CNS: Perhaps....

Brett:
 <Pusa> ::Takes her hand and brings her near to him, while the Romulans fn out to form another ring of guards::  Ruissi: This is the changing of the guard, a new era for Psellus.  The Romulans will become our benefactors.

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Looks back and forth between the Romulans and Pusa. ::

Brett:
 <West> CO: Uh, yes, well...I may have been...mistaken?

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::thinks: Not if I can help it::

Brett:
 <Pusa> Guards: Take them to the prison.

CTO_Marshall:
 Psellians: Why would you help the people that killed your people and destroyed your homes?

CNS_Selin:
 CO: the only thing Romulans hate more than insubordination is Federation Officers. We should do something, and quickly

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::moans softly but is still 90% out of it::

CO_Mordane:
 ::mutters under his breath::  Pompous ...

CO_Mordane:
 CNS: Oh I'm open to suggestions.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Stands beside Pusa, in a startled daze, watching the crew and other being corraled away::

Brett:
 <Psellian> CTO: The government did it all, we only wanted our voices heard.  Now, ::Chuckles::  I think they'll listen.

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::nods in agreement with the Captain::

CTO_Marshall:
 Psellian: The Romulans will use you like they did before, you just gave them control of your entire planet, I hope you enjoy being a slave...

CNS_Selin:
 ~~~ CO: if we were to try to talk our way out of this, we should focus on the rebels. The Romulans are not going to listen.~~~

Brett:
 Action: The dozen Armed Psellians form a loose 1/2 circle around the group of prisoners and begin marching them back out of the canyon.  The Romulans follow behins, with Pusa and Ruissi.  All are very watchful and hold their weapons with skill.

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::wonders why if what the CNS says is true they are being taken prisoner:: CNS: I think they have plans for us...

Brett:
 #Action: #Stones begin to move around the crashed runabout, as someone begins digging to reach it.

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Walks along with Pusa, trying put all the pieces together in her mind, her thoughts more confused than she can ever remember. Glances up at Pusa with wonderment::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::opens his eyes as he moans, feeling the a headache of 50 on a 1 to 10 scale.  he looks around and see two of everything, he blinks his eyes a few time until the items begin to merge, and the only remain thing he see two are his front paws::

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: more than likely, but they are the only ones who may listen to us

Brett:
 <Pusa> ::Sensing Ruissi's questions, glances at her::  Ruissi: I will explain everything, later.  ::Returns his focus elsewhere::

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::tries to take a moment to catch the eyes of the XO, give him a look of reassurance - suggesting she has hope they will get out of this::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::he looks around what left of the runabout and release that she never fly again, at least not with a rebuild, he shudders releasing the grant in worse shape then delphyne, and that saying a lot, he begins to stand and falls back down when he release his right knee is sprained::

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::In her dazed state, merely nods in response to Pusa and begins watching the group ahead::

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Sees P'Trell looking at him, tries to give a nod and smile suggesting that they'll be fine. ::

Brett:
 #Action: A sound outside the hatch alerts the CEO that someone has reached the runabout's hull.  SOunds begin indicating they are trying to pry open the hatch.

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::he reachs for a medic kit which, should be next to the helm controller, as his hearing picks up the sound of some one trying to open the hatch, he grabs for a emergency kit::

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::with wishfull thinking::COmputer: emergency beam out, find a location as far as population and beam me there then wipe the computer core

CMO_P`Trell:
 ::continues looking for an opportunity to escape, but finding none finds that the Romulans are as efficient as their reputations::

Ruissi_Bwevoss:
 ::Realizing she must simply trust the only one she can  trust, she gives a gentle squeeze to Pusa's hand, and sighs::

Brett:
 Action: The Taigu, West and the Starfleet crew are led back to the city and enter the city's prison.  There, they are confined in a few cells.  The Taigu and West with the crew, the rest of the government officials in an adjoining cell.

XO_Mash`ev:
 :: Tries to keep his cool so near Romulans. ::

CNS_Selin:
 ::senses the change in emotion::

Brett:
 #Action: There is no response from the computer

CTO_Marshall:
 CO: Sir is it wrong to feel a small sense of triumph over at least being right?

CO_Mordane:
 CTO: I'm not about to deny you...me, I'm feeling intense anger.  ::glares at West::

CNS_Selin:
 CMO: what do you know about this race?

CEO_Jakuharrr:
 #::Groans as he feels his head spin from his head wound and goes fumbling thru the kit for a phaser, as he makes sure the computer core is destroyed manual, as with any senstive data::

CMO_P`Trell:
 CNS: They have a herd like mentality... that's about it

Brett:
 #Action: With a groan, the hatchway gives, and several sets of hands grip its edges, pulling it open.  A bright light shines into the darkened interior, coming to rest on the CEO.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>