Star Trek: A Call To Duty
U.S.S. Elara

Pandora’s Box
ONE

That man can destroy life is just as miraculous a feat as that he can create it, for life is the miracle, the inexplicable. In the act of destruction, man sets himself above life; he transcends himself as a creature. Thus, the ultimate choice for a man, inasmuch as he is driven to transcend himself, is to create or to destroy, to love or to hate.
- Erich Fromm, The Sane Society

Arc Title: Pandora’s Box
Episode: One
Mission Number: 170
Creator: Chris Tucker
Ship Manager: Michael Jones
Stardate: 10207.21
Note: The following fonts are needed for portions of this transcript – “Slider”, “Astron Boy Video”, “Tempo Grunge” and “Unsteady Oversteer.”

Previously …

The crew of the U.S.S. Elara has been through a lot during the last ten months.
It began with their defeat at the hands of the brutal Bellicose who had been on a quest to obtain the infamous Omega Molecule. Nearly all of the ship’s crew, including the senior personnel, died during the battle, and the ship was seemingly lost as well. 

Since then, it has been realized that things are not as they seem. Three months after their demise, the senior crew [David Harison, Bernie Wall, Joseph Timrok, Alexandra Gomes, Peter & Kezia Pazoski, Maor, Jan Zaris, Jonathan Farewell, Jason Seppela and Mireille Ruskinara] was seemingly resurrected from the dead by an entity known only as the “shadowed being.” Soon after their resurrection, the crew reclaimed their shattered vessel from the terrorist species known as the Gamleasians. 

In the months following their return to Federation space, they have undergone extensive debriefing and have tried to relax with some shore leave. However, things have been far from relaxing. Almost half the crew has left either the ship or Starfleet altogether trying to “find themselves” … apparently as a result of the deaths they had no idea they experienced in the first place. Their shore leaves have been interrupted by one mysterious [and often violent] incident after another, finally concluding with a journey into the mysterious anomaly known as the Nexus.
 
It was there that they learned the truth of their resurrection, and that they were cured of the psychological “ills” that had been plaguing them for months. However, revelation of the truth cost them two more of their crew … Jan Zaris [who chose to remain behind in the Nexus] and Maor [who has since set off to aid Starfleet Intelligence in their search for the mystery being who not only was responsible for bringing the Elara crew back to life, but has apparently as well stolen information from SFI headquarters]. 

Now, with new personnel such as Maximus Heller, Carmen Venatora and Ruvick, the Elara crew prepares to return to operation with a new outlook on life, a new look, and a ship filled with new surprises. 

   Dramatis Personae 

Chris Tucker is Captain David Harison - Commanding Officer of the Elara, David Harison is the human leader of this batch of Starfleet officers. Headstrong and sometimes over confident, he has hardly ever failed any of the missions he has led his crew into. Having recently suffered a bout of suicidal tendencies as a result of his death and resurrection, Harison has been helped “back” to his normal life by those who he considers family … his crew.

Lilia Perfeito is Commander Alexandra Gomes – Called the “soul of the crew” by entities within the Nexus, the Elara’s Chief Science Officer could hardly be told otherwise. With the heart of an explorer, she is always one to drive the crew to consider every possibility, no matter how improbable [or impossible] with each mission. 

Linda Davis is Lieutenant Commander Carmen Venatora – The newest crewmember to arrive on the Elara, Chief Medical Officer Venatora will find that the unexplained occurs more often than the norm around here. Nonetheless, Venatora has seen much in her life, and she may very well be prepared for what awaits her here.

Karen Barkas is Lieutenant Kezia Pazoski – Where CSO Gomes is the soul of the Elara, Counselor Kezia Pazoski could easily be called its “heart.” Soft-spoken yet filled with strength, Kezia has gone through enough angst in her life, and has recently returned to her home away from home with the promise of enjoying life as best she can.

Michael Hiles is Ensign Maximus Heller – One of the newest additions to the Elara crew, Ensign Max Heller follows the tradition of a charismatic Chief Engineering Officer on the ship. Always one to look on the bright side of things, Heller tries to enjoy the finer things of life … while not carving his name into the warp core like his predecessor.

Zachary Lassiter is Ensign Ruvick – Also a newcomer to the Elara, Operations Officer Ruvick is a logic-based Vulcan who has come to realize that out of the ordinary happenings on the Elara are common. 

Sarah – Once, this mysterious young woman was a “navigator” of humanity for an ancient reality-warping device known as Algernon. Yet when her “mentor” refused to warn Starfleet of the coming Omega Crisis and its repercussions, she chose to break away from the ignorant omnipotent and has since joined the ranks of those she considers herself closest to … the Elara crew. 

Shane Zaris – Shane is the genetically engineered child created from the DNA of former Elara crewmembers, Maor and Jan Zaris. “Made” by the Aegis in the hopes the boy would become a savior for a harrowed Universe in the future, it is unclear what amazing powers Shane could hold [despite his occasional awkward “spurts” in age]. Shane has recently come under the guardianship of CSO Gomes in light of Maor & Jan leaving the Elara. 

Ensign Leia Raythan – Leia was only the newest officer in the medical department of the Elara when the ship faced the brutal Bellicose. Since then, she has become the only non-senior officer of the original crew to remain on the ship’s roster. Filled with hope and kindness, Leia has grown to be a good friend [and babysitter] for young Shane.

Admiral Chi Yon – One of the youngest Admirals in the Fleet, this female Trill is a stern command officer who takes almost everything seriously. Replacing the late Admiral Poli as the Elara’s “field commander” she will find the crew often aggravating as he originally did. But perhaps she may come to accept and like this adventurous crew such as Poli did? Only time will tell.

Lieutenant Commander Maor – Former Intelligence Officer of the Elara, Maor originally came onboard as a man of lies and deceit. Once his true purpose was revealed, it took him a long time to gain the acceptance and respect of his crew. Now having set off on his own quest with Starfleet Intelligence to learn the truth about a being which might have saved his life, Maor may very well unlock a dark secret which will change everything forever.

Zachary Marshall – Zachary Marshall is a man of many faces. Considered the bane of many Starfleet crews, he has often set out to destroy careers for his perverted sense of “truth and justice.” Most recently he has been shaken by a break in to his own office at Starfleet Intelligence, and has set out on a quest of finding out who is responsible, and why … no matter the cost.

Shinar – Shinar was once known as Shelar, a member of the omnipotent explorers known as the Travelers. However, crimes he committed in the past resulted in him being trapped in the “replicated” form of another man. Calling himself Shinar now, he has set out to reclaim the power that was once his. Previously, he had been an “annoying” addition to the civilian populace of the U.S.S. Paula Greene, but since then has joined the ranks of the shadowed being’s minions.

The Shadowed Being – No one knows who it is. What it is. Or what it wants. It single-handedly brought the Elara crew back from the dead … but for what purpose? It has invaded Starfleet Intelligence and ancient Nicodemian facilities looking for information on the Aegis … but why? Is it an enemy of the Federation or an ally? Is it someone Starfleet has previously faced … or someone new to the “playing table”? The truth may very well change everything.

And now, Star Trek: A Call To Duty proudly presents a new era for the crew of the U.S.S. Elara …

Host FM_Selan says:
=/\= =/\= =/\= =/\= =/\= Begin Mission =/\= =/\= =/\= =/\= =/\=

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::sits in a chair by a window, holding a padd. She adjusts her jacket, sill deciding if it is comfortable or not::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::in the lounge nursing a drink.. her jacket is slung over the chair back.. and she has on a short sleeve blue shirt.. carrying a medical insignia::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::stands near the middle of the room, speaking with the "higher-ups"::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::sits remembering all the times she does not have to wear a uniform::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::walks around looking out the window trying to get a peak at his new ship::

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: A few key engineering personnel are speaking to Captain Harison about the final status of the Elara.

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: Ruvick is unable to spot the Elara from this direction.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::in the padd she is looking at, several names can be seen, the crew assigned to her department, she doesn't know any of them yet and is quite unsure of what to expect::

Host FM_Selan says:
<Chief Fruman> CO: Oh, sir, just to let you know, your CEO, Mr. Heller is already onboard, looking over the final status ... he wishes us to send you his regards, and that the ship will be ready for departure as soon as possible.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::gets up and heads to the ensign looking out the window::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
Self: O well, might well just sit around and wait.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::smiles:: OPS: Sir, a pleasure to meet you, I don't believe we have met yet?

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::takes a brief look to the stars and part of the construction facilities outside::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The doors to the lounge swish open, and a petite dark-skinned female steps in. She is a Trill, and wears the outfit [and pips] of an Admiral.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::takes another drink and looks up as a captain comes in the room.. glances around and goes back to her padd.. sends a revised list for medical equipment and supplies to operations::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::grins:: Fruman: Good.  I've never trusted an engineer with more desire to attend meetings then be in an engine room.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::glances towards the door::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::looks at the Counselor:: CNS: Are you alright, sir, im only an Ens. ::turns and looks at the admiral and gulps::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
ALL: Admiral on deck.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks at the new arrival and gets up:: Self: A bit late aren't we?

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Clasps her hands behind her back, and steps over, waiting for them to line up::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::smiles again:: OPS: And manners cost me nothing. 

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::adjusts her uniform and stands at attention::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::shuts up fast::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::grabs her jacket and puts in on as she walks over to line up with the others::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
Crew: Ten-HUT!  ::assembles the crew::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::straightens her uniform and stands to attention::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::walks and adjusts his new uniform and stands attention::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: Nice to know that after all this shore leave you can still line up ... stay that way for a moment, please. ::Begins to walk down their line::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::makes extreme effort not to frown and maintains her face as emotionless as possible, always looking ahead::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Stops, while looking straight ahead and not turning to the CO:: CO: Captain David Harison, Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Elara. You've been on the ship since it's launch. ::Takes a step forward after a pause::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::holds her position.. hasn't had to be formal in a long time.. no one ever visited the subspace outpost.. especially not a ranking officer::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CSO: Commander Alexandra Gomes, Chief Science Officer, U.S.S. Elara. Starfleet Medical has you listed as formerly having a genetic disorder ... something to do with a temporal anomaly. Fascinating. But irrelevant. ::Continues to walk forward::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::makes no motion as the admiral passes::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::hears the padd she slipped in the pocket start to beep loudly as it alerts her to the supplies being placed aboard the ship::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::doesn’t like this admiral::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CMO: Lieutenant Commander Carmen Venatora, Chief Medical Officer, U.S.S. Elara. Welcome aboard, I'm sure the crew will treat you well ... hopefully you'll have a higher survival rate than earlier medical personnel.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
:;blinks and glances down at her padd.. then looks blankly at the admiral::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Takes another step:: OPS: Ensign Ruvick, Operations Manager, U.S.S. Elara. You have high rankings in engineering studies and theories ... try not to step on anyone’s toes in engineering, Mr. Ruvick.

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::rolls his eyes and then returns to attention::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::places her hand on the padd and makes it stop beeping.. then watches the admiral.. with mocking curiosity::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Another step:: CNS: Lieutenant Kezia Pazoski, Counselor, U.S.S. Elara. Your track record of vanishing on leaves is almost as good as your husband's ... I wonder where exactly Peter Pazoski is at the moment? ::Gives the CNS an accusing stare, but then turns on her heel::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: At ease.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::stands at ease and sighs::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::relaxes slightly::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::sighs and pulls the padd out.. confirming the list.. and closes her work off.. wonders what ship she got assigned too::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::sighs and shakes her head::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::takes a deep breathe and stares at the Admiral::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: In absentia ... Commander Bernie Wall, whom I believe is coordinating the assignment of new personnel ... Commander Joseph Timrok, on leave ... and Ensign Maximus Heller, who is currently onboard.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: I'll start off by introducing myself ...

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::blinks::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::glances over at Gomes with a small smile:: 

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::pulls out a PADD and checks over the movement of supplies onto the Elara::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
Self: and you need and introduction after that?

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::puts the PADD back in his pocket::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::briefly smiles back at Kezia::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Looking each of them in the eye:: ALL: I am Admiral Chi Yon. Some think I'm a hard-headed, wet behind the ears, Command Line Officer to this "game." I think they're wrong. I was given this job because someone needs to command this Fleet. Currently all the other vessels are well on their way to their current missions.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::watches the others in the room.. and just waits.. ::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: That leaves you ... the Elara. You've been out of sorts for nearly a year, that is going to change ... starting now.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
Self: Lets hope so

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: I am not Poli ... I will not take indiscretions sitting down. Watch yourselves. Now please follow me ... ::Motions at them to follow::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::wondered what that all meant.. follows behind the rest of the crew::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::grins and whispers:: CSO: I give her five weeks.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::sighs:: Self: I never liked Poli but something tells me I'll like this one even less

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CO: Three ...

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Leads them out into a corridor, and down toward a turbolift::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::glances around the room then follows without a word::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::walks up to the captain and whispers:: CO: Lets hope her starbase door jams.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::walks after the CNS::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::listens to the whispers and frowns.. :: self: welcome back to space Carmen

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::whispers back::  OPS:  And while we're not on the way out....

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Enters the TL, and waits for them all to join her::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::enters TL::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::files in and waits::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The TL is large, and seemingly equipped to handle full senior crews.

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::files in rather quietly with the rest::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::stands by one of the side walls of the TL::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: Opposite the doors of the TL is a window that fills the wall. Currently it faces a bulkhead, so nothing can be seen.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: Let me give you some facts on your ship. ::Presses a button on the TL panel once they are in::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The TL begins to descend, as indicated by the flying bulkheads behind them.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::turns at the motion behind her and watches the decks fly past::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::glances at the window, at least it is something different to look at::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::remains silent waiting to get to where they are going::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: The Fleet Yard engineers have had a fun time the last couple months playing around with your ship ... it now has 30 decks. The latest technology has been applied as well as an updated sensor / defense pod. You have a combination of a torpedo launcher and advanced pallets on that pod, so don't lose it like your last one.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
Self : Great more things which can break for us.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
Self: It is not like we wanted to loose them

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: You have a multi-spectrum warp core which can withstand temporal pollution particles based upon the Quirinus Theorem design.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::nods with a polite smile as the admiral talks:: 

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
Yon: the Quirinus? you mean Everitt had a hand in this new toy?

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::nods:: Self: Now that is nice

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Quirks eyebrow and throws the CMO a look:: CMO: Doctor, I'm not sure what form of protocol they practiced on your former assignment, but I'd like to hope interrupting a higher ranking officer was not one of them. I stated a theorem, not a ship.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::raises her eyebrows at the admiral's comment to the CMO:: 

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
Self: O great a experimental bomb in engineering

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::just looks at the Admiral and then back out the window::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
Self: Some things never change

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::briefly shakes her head::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: Suddenly, the bulkheads vanish in the window-plane to reveal a vast array of spider-webbed hangars and bays, each holding starships either undergoing repair, or under construction. Before them is a glistening Nebula Class Starship. Its lights are power down in exception for those internal. It is the Elara.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks at the shiny ship and smiles::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::Smiles looking at the Elara:: 

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::turns and looks at his new ship::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: It's shield matrix has been re-designed and updated. Subspace damage doesn't have the same affect on the matrix as it used to.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: The same goes for your sensors.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::is almost hypnotized by the view, she never thought she missed this ship so much::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::wonders where his spoiler is he ordered::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::no longer listening to the admiral, her thoughts are somewhere onboard Elara::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: All the damage caused by the Bellicose is gone ... there is no scarring, no holes, nothing to indicate that the vessel ever underwent anything other than a scratch from "parking."

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::vaguely hears the admiral talk about improved sensors. She had read about them of course and found them most useful::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
:;enjoys the view with a bitter taste in her mouth.. wonders if it's too late to return to the subspace relay station::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: There is a large CLUNK as the TL comes to a stop, and then moves sideways, seemingly closing in on the Elara.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::for a moment the TL feels like a shuttle ::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::grabs her stomach.. feels a bit ill::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: You have a whole new slew of personnel. Approximately 750 men and women have been drafted to replace those who were either killed ... lost ... or left.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: Treat them well, most of them are new graduates.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: There is another CLUNK as the TL comes to a halt along a wall facing the deflector dish. It then accelerates upward.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
Self: a ship full of Ensigns ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::rubs her stomach and feels a bit pale.. wonders if she should have eaten that milk shake with lunch::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
Self: Great, we've got a drag racer in the hands of rookie drivers....

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::holds her mouth:: uurrp.. are we there yet?

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The TL slows as it reaches the bridge module, it then moves along an extension which is connected to the back of the bridge.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::looks from the CMO to the CO::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::glances to the CMO and grins::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
CMO: Almost

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: I'm sure you can review all the addition details of your updated ship when you've ... settled in. In addition to all of this, you have a new bridge module.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks at the CMO:: Self: A Doctor that can't treat herself ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::digs her fingers into the wall and bends a bit:: good.. i don't think.. lunch wants to stay.. uurp! ::holds mouth tighter:: I'm getting space sick

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The final CLUNK happens, and the doors swish open.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::raises both eyebrows when she hears about a new bridge::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::runs out past the rest of them and looks for someplace to go.. ::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: There is only another set of doors beyond the CMO.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Watches the CMO rush out and rolls her eyes::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::whispers to the CNS:: CNS: I guess the CMO is really eager to test the sickbay facilities

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::shakes her head, waiting for the Admiral and CO to leave before her::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::can't find anything:: oh.. gahh :: leans on the wall and losses her lunch::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::Nods with a chuckle to the CSO::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: Almost immediately, the smell of a brand new starship [even though this is an updated one] assaults their nostrils. It makes them feel quite comfortable ... and is a change from what they remember of their home.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Looks at the CMO making a mess in the small entrance behind the bridge::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::hack choke cough:: oh.. man.. ::leans on the wall:: I hate space

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::grins::  *CEO* Harison to Engineering.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::gulps not feeling so well with seeing the CMO's lunch but goes to her:: CMO: Do you need anything other than a new lunch?

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
CSO: water would be good..

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks around for a replicator::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::wipes the sweat off he face.. and gasp.. trying to calm down::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CO: Tell them to bring some water

Host Admiral_Yon says:
<Lt. Udidnt> ::A peculiar voice answers:: *CO* This is Main Engineering, Captain. How may -- ::A seemingly new voice joins in:: <Ens. Udidso> *CO* -- we help you, Captain?

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::blinks for a moment:: *Engineering*  You might want to replace the carpet on the Main Bridge....oh, and bring a glass of water up to Commander Venatora.  Harison out.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CMO: Hopefully this tour will be brief. You need to get your space legs really soon

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::nods:: CSO: a small relay station just turns.. it doesn't move that much.. eewww..

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ALL: If you're done making a mess, please follow me ... ::Leads them through the next set of doors ONTO the bridge::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CMO: I don't want to scare you but a ship moves a whole lot more

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::follows a bit slowly.. sorry she missed the admiral's shoes::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::follows the Admiral, grinning with what can only be described as humorous pride::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::follows quietly her mind away else where::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::steps over the mess and follows the admiral::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::walks along with the CMO::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::stands up and looks around the room.. can tell it's stable and not moving.. and thankful there are no windows::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The new bridge module is a long jump from what the original bridge was. Similar to that of a Sovereign Class bridge, there are three "levels." The OPS and conn. lay on the lowest level, facing the viewscreen.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: Soon after, an Engineer beams in behind them in the corridor and fires a sort of beam at the ground where the mess was made ... it instantly is cleaned up, and the smell is replaced.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::smells the air, the smell of the CMO's lunch is gone here. Still, the air is too sterilized. It doesn't smell like the Elara::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::holds her stomach and wipes her mouth.. looking around the room.. it doesn't look like a refit ship..::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The second level is where the CO, XO, CMO & CNS' chairs are. To the sides on the third levels are the Science and Tactical stations. Various crew are scurrying around the bridge, making last checks and the like.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks at the new bridge module. It doesn't feel like the Elara either::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: Someone shouts - "Captain and Admiral on the bridge!" and everyone goes into a ridged salute.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::quickly spots Science one. At least she will be facing the viewscreen::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::glances around.. isn't use to this either.. too much protocol::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::smiles:: Yon: Fresh out of the Academy....

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::looks at the CO and thinks.. yeah and probably stupid hot heads too.. great::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::is curious to check her console::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Without smiling or looking at him:: CO: I would like to hope that even those who aren't "fresh" out of the Academy have some semblance of order. ALL: At ease, return to your work.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::wonders what exactly the Admiral meant by that::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
Elara Senior Crew: You may proceed to do your personal check ups. CO: Captain, if you could join me in your ready room ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::begins to wonder if they have a temperamental Vulcan admiral who had plastic surgery.. don't remember a trill being this hard nosed::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: Return to work... after 10 months

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::nods:: Crew: Get acquainted.

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::heads for the ready room::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Leads the CO into the ready room::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::looks around the bridge:: CO: right.. AKA go hide.. I'm all for that.. ::heads for the back of the bridge and ends up in the CO's head::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The ready room looks similar to Harison's previous one ... only it is bare of any personal belongings. It simply has a desk near a window.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::walks to the Operations station and sits down::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::slowly walks up the bridge::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::smiles and shrugs heading around the bridge again in awe::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::comes out:: wrong door.. :: crosses arms and heads for the TL.. with some of the bridge crew smirking as she leaves::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
CSO: Well we have to start somewhere

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
Computer: Activate Operations Console on bridge module, authorization Ruvick tango 227

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
CSO: Anyway it seems good to be home, or sort of at home

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks back nodding at the CNS:: CNS: A very "new" home

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::goes to sickbay and takes her jacket off in the lift.. gets out on the right deck and blinks:: Computer: where is sickbay?

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Unclasps her hands while in the RR:: CO: I suppose I should get to the point ...

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::nods with a semi proud smile::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::watches as lights appear on the wall and follows them.. grumbles as she walks::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::walks to the science consoles where two Ensigns stand at attention. The woman is obviously Klingon and the man is probably a Betazoid. Both look so ... young::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::looks around for a moment then back to the Admiral::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::runs a diagnostic on all systems::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::finally enters sickbay and goes to the replicator for some water and  then to get some drugs to ease her stomach.. a nurse walks by with an orderly and pauses at the stranger in sickbay::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
SOs: At ease Ensigns

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Turns to him:: CO: There are other missions ... assignments which have serious ramifications if they go wrong. So the Elara is not getting them. Simply put, Command, neither do I ... not after all this business with your contact with the Nexus ... these theories on a possible "resurrection" by persons unknown ...

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CO: ... well, Command does not feel the Elara is ready to take on such responsibility. So you're getting this assignment ... ::Takes out a PADD and hands it to the CO::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
<Sarah> *CNS* Kezia?

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
<Nurse> CMO: excuse me! hey! you can't do that your not.. ::gets close enough to see Carmen stand up and look at the nurse straight:: oh.. oh I'm sorry doctor.. I .. you must be new.. ::the nurse tries to grin and cover her annoyance.. Carmen just stares and then walks on::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
*Sarah*: How can I help you?

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::the Ensigns stand a bit more comfortable but still too formal. The Betazoid speaks:: <Ix>CSO: I am Ensign Malu Ix, from Stellar Cartography and this is Ensign Cleopatra K'eth who is your replacement on the bridge during the night shift. Welcomed aboard commander

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::logs out and taps his commbadge:: *Operations Personnel* All Operations Personnel please submit a status report immediately via LCARS, OPS clear

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::Ensign K'eth nods::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::takes the PADD with a cold stare::  Yon: With all due respect Admiral, most of this crew has seen more action than any other ship in the fleet.  ::begins reading the PADD::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
<Nurse> CMO: I need to see your orders... hey you can't go in there! ::follows the CMO into the COM's office::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::pulls a PADD out of his pocket and checks on the issuing of quarters to the crew::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: Sickbay is much larger than its previous incarnation ... it splits off into various sections now ... a Main Computer room ... a surgical ward ... a neo-natal ward ... bio-hazard ward ... and so forth.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::Looks at the two young Ensigns and makes an effort not to smile and to look as serious as they expect. Waits a second for tension to build up just a bit more::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
<Sarah> *CNS* Kezia, it's me, Sarah. I'm in your office ... Deck Ten.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
Ix: Thank you Ensign. I understand you have supervised the remodeling of the science installations. I should like a tour soon. ::looks at the Klingon for a second, while Ix nods::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CO: And the last action you took cost over 600 lives, Captain.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::looks puzzled:: *Sarah* Oh okay I'm on my way

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::turns to the Nurse and looks her over:: Nurse: I'm Carmen Venatora, yeah I'm new.. and i can go in my office if i want too.. and just who are you? ::sets her jacket down on top of all the padd that had piled up for review by Jan when she got back.. the nurse just looks at the new person and holds her medical padd to her chest::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::makes her way to the TL::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CO: Command would like to see what the Elara crew is made of now ... instead of what it was then.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
K'eth: Ensign K’eth. You have an odd first name for a klingon. Since I read your report I've been rather curious why you have an Earth first name

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
Computer: MY office Deck ten, well it used to be...::shuts up::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::checks on the status report of the movement of supplies::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::narrows his eyes:: Yon: Point taken.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
<Nurse> CMO: I’m.. ::steals up:: I'm Torri Connors, head ward Nurse.. sir..

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::looks at the Nurse and then at her desk:: Nurse: and this is? ::points to the PADDs::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
<K'eth>::Feels uncomfortable as she didn't expect such a question but doesn't show any discomfort, that would be a sign of weakness:: <K'eth>CSO: I've been named after an most Honorable Earth Queen. My parents decided to honor Terrans that way

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
<Nurse> CMO: the reports doctor Zaris was supposed to get.. reports on sickbay upgrades and supplies.. and status..

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
Nurse: fine.. thanks.. go about your business.. ::shrugs and has a seat:: self: starship are powered on paperwork.. eesshh.. ::goes about filing and reading reports::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::nods:: SOs: Thank you Ms K'eth, for satisfying my curiosity. ::thinks for a moment:: SOs: you seam to be handling things here rather well. Carry on. And Mr Ix, announce a meeting of the science department in my office at 23000 hours

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CO: The Elara is going to Merida, its a barren world just beyond the reach of the core worlds of the Federation, but still within our space. Archaeological teams have overlooked this place, but it seems to have the remains of a lost civilization here.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::almost in unison both officers reply "yes ma'am”::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CO: You are to perform a minor study, determine what happened there, why the planet is barren, and pave the way for the archaeological teams. Do you understand?

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::leaves the TL and wanders down the corridor:: 

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::walks down the bridge and stands facing the huge viewscreen between the OPS and helm consoles::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
OPS: Comfortable chair?

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::sets them in piles of importance and then checks on the supplies verses the new equipment::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: There's a knock on the CMO's office door.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CSO_Cmdr_Gomes: Not really, needs to be broken in.

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
Yon:  The mission is simple enough now Admiral.  Complexity starts when I leave this dock.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::looks up and rubs her head:: who ever: yes?

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::arrives at her office::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
OPS: The whole ship does. It is ... too new

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::looks back down the corridor before entering::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Steps threateningly close the CO, looking up at him:: CO: Try not to make it too complicated, Captain. For the sake of your crew and yourself.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
OPS: I wonder what the Captain and Admiral are talking about

Host Admiral_Yon says:
<Ens. Leia Raythan> ::Pokes her head in:: CMO: Hi, I'm Ensign Raythan ... you must be Doctor Venatora?

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
:;leans back in her chair:: Raythan: yeah that’s me.. what can i do for you?

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
Yon: I  never make anything complicated Admiral.  Life has other plans.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
::Takes a step back, and looks at a chronometer on the wall:: CO: We'll see, Captain, we'll see. Now, for a test of the abilities of your crew and yourself ... all supplies and personnel are onboard. You have a ten minute departure window. I expect this starship to be out of this dock in ten minutes and on its way to Merida. Can you do that ..?

Host Admiral_Yon says:
<Ens. Leia Raythan> CMO: No, not really ... ::As she steps in:: ... I was wondering if I could do anything for you. Perhaps introduce you to some of the new staff? I'm a carry-over from the previous medical staff here, so I'm getting accustomed to some of the changes myself.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::can sense some urgency from Harrison in the other room::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::walks around the bridge glancing at consoles. Stops by tactical for a second.:: Self: Timrok won't like the new consoles either::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
Yon: Admiral, I've faced odds that would have destroyed other ships.  Taking a ship out of a dock is for cadets, ma'am.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
Leia: that would be great as soon as I catch up on all these reports.. ::looks at her desk top with a shrug:: and get something to eat.. my food didn't stay with me.. tell me.. does sickbay have any windows?

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::takes a moment to check that Shane was brought on board with the other children::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
<Ens. Leia Raythan> ::Looks puzzled:: CMO: Not that I'm aware of.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::suddenly remembers she'll need to have a talk with the new CMO about him. She should be warned::

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
Leia: good.. 

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::points for Leia to have a seat::

Host Admiral_Yon says:
CO: I once heard a story of a Nebula Class starship in the Third Fleet torpedoing its way out of spacedock ... I'd like not to see a repeat ... ::Looks at chronometer and taps her comm.-badge once:: You have eight minutes, Captain.

Host Admiral_Yon says:
ACTION: The Admiral beams out and into Nesrun Fleet Yards.

Host FM_Selan says:
<Ens. Leia Raythan> ::Takes a seat::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::grins:: Self: And she thinks she knows me....::exits the ready room onto the bridge::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
All: Departure stations.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
<K'eth>CSO: Internal sensors report someone just beamed of the Captain's ready room

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
Leia: so your related to the shrink on the Q I take it? ::leans back in her chair again and starts skimming over reports::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
*All Crew*: This is the bridge, prepare for departure

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::frowns and makes a mental note to advise science officers of the importance of knowing the relevance of some information::

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: An electricity leaps through the crew as those who aren't at their consoles begin to move to them, preparing for departure.

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::smiles::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::heads to Science One:: K'eth: I'm sure sensors will also tell you that it was Admiral Yon that beamed of

Host FM_Selan says:
<Ens. Leia Raythan> CMO: "The Q"? Oh ... you mean, the Quirinus? Yes ... that's my brother, Mathar. ::With a light smile::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::hails SBOPS:: COMM: SBOPS: Request Clearance for departure

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::walks to his chair and takes a seat, slowly, feeling the new leather::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::nods as Ix reports he is returning to her post at stellar cartography::

Host FM_Selan says:
<Nesrun Fleet Yards Main Operations> @ COM: OPS - Elara: Elara, you have seven minute window for departure.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::looks at the blinking lights and touches a few buttons on her console. At least that looks familiar::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO: Sir, SBOPS, reports were clear for departure with a 7-minute window

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::nods and then notices the decks start to vibrate.. tries not to think about it:: Leia: yeah.. I had plenty of time to keep up on fleet reports out in the middle of no where.. so how’s he doing?

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CO: Science department ready for launch

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: All across the board main engines and main power is activated. In Engineering, Ens. Heller watches as the warp core powers up ... its multi-colored "anti-matter" changing in glorious beams of light from blue to gold to red.

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
OPS: Ensign, approximately how long does it take us to de-dock and leave the yard>?

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: We can do it 5

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: if we follow procedure, faster if we dont

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CO/OPS: Something tells me we will have an angry admiral on our backs if we go a millimeter off procedures

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
OPS: We'll we wouldn't want to disobey procedure.....let's get it done in four.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: Switching to Internal Power ::pushes a button on his console::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
All: Prepare to commence departure at EXACTLY four minutes.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
*ALL HANDS* Departure in four minutes, repeat departure in 4 minutes

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: Outside, the latches and docking ports detach from the Elara. Its deflector dish powers up, revealing brilliant red and blue. Its nacelles power up blue and red as well. Light all across the hull come on ... revealing the letters - U.S.S. ELARA NCC-64224.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: We are fully powered

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::pushes a few more buttons, she is as ready as she'll ever be. Brings short range sensors online::

Host FM_Selan says:
<Sarah> ::Sitting on a couch in the CNS' office:: CNS: Heya Kezia! Enjoying the new uniform? ::Smiles::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
OPS:  Awaiting the four minute mark.  Stand by to take us out of dock, 1/4th impulse.

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: Aye Sir, ::plots a course::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::smiles:: Sarah: Hello, good to see you again, lets just say I am getting used to this uniform.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::raises both eyebrows as the new information pours in, much more accurate than she expected:: Self: Something’s are changed for the better

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::watches the chronometer:: OPS: Begin departure sequence.

Host FM_Selan says:
<Sarah> ::Stands up:: CNS: They're much more comfortable and helpful than the previous ones. It also helps to distinguish between senior and general personnel ... I'm still not sure if that's a good or bad thing. ::Laughs::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: Aye sir ::engages::

Host FM_Selan says:
<Ens. Leia Raythan> ::Somewhat puzzled:: CMO: He seemed to be doing fine the last time I checked with him. ::Looks up:: Sounds like we're going somewhere ...

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::increases to 1/4 impulse power::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::chuckles:: Sarah: I guess we'll soon find out. 

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: The Elara proceeds forth on its own power for the first time in months ... gliding out of the bay and past the other spider-webbed construction yards.

CMO_LtCmdr_Venatora says:
::feels her stomach churning again:: Leia: yeah i noticed.. ahh.. so he liked being on his ship huh? ::trying to keep her mind off the ship moving::

Host FM_Selan says:
<Sarah> CNS: So how are you enjoying the new Elara?

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
OPS: Once we're clear, set course for Merida system, warp 6.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::watches as the construction yards fly by::

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::leans back in his chair, arms folded, watching the departure window tick closer to zero::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: Aye sir, we will be clear in 17 seconds *Engineering* prepare to engage warp engines

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
Sarah: It looks wonderful from what i have seen, when did you get onboard?

Host FM_Selan says:
<Sarah> CNS: A little while before you guys did. I wanted to beat "the rush."

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::Sets course for Merida system Warp 6::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
::watches the sensor for the outer marker::

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::as soon as most of the construction yard is behind them, she engages long range sensors::

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: The Elara clears all of Nesrun Fleet Yards.

Host CO_Capt_Harison says:
::watches as the chronometer approaches zero::  OPS: Punch it.

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::Again the accuracy and amount of information is impressive::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: Engaging Warp Engines ::engages::

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::giggles:: Sarah:  I see. 

CSO_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::takes a deep breathe:: Self: We are back!

CNS_Lt_Pazoski says:
::her thoughts slip back to the new admiral briefly::

OPS_ENS_Ruvick says:
CO_Capt_Harison: May i ask why we had an emergency departure.

Host FM_Selan says:
ACTION: As the powerful, beautiful and deadly anti-matter and matter energies combine together to form a beautiful light show in Main Engineering ... the Elara leaps into warp, and vanishes in a flash of light ...

Host FM_Selan says:
=/\= =/\= =/\= =/\= =/\= Pause Mission =/\= =/\= =/\= =/\= =/\=

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INTERLUDE ONE

All in all, Starfleet Intelligence operative Maor would rather be undergoing an extensive exam at the hands of one Doctor Jan Zaris. But Jan is gone, perhaps lost to all that were considered her friends and “family” forever. Yes, right now he would rather be dealing with her, or Alexandra Gomes, or even [dare he say it] Peter Pazoski. But instead, he finds himself staring down a disruptor at the hands of a very anguished Nausicaan. 

“Youuuuu are Starfleet!” the alien growls, re-arming the disruptor for effect. Maor doesn’t wince as the whine fills the air once again, no longer glancing around the dark [yet surprisingly clean] alley. His arms are up in apparent defeat, but his opponent does not seem to care at all, “And where did you get that notion?” His attempt to calm the situation does not work, obviously. 

“I kill Starfleeters!” the un-bathed Nausicaan screams. “You lied to me!!!”

Maor doesn’t bother to point out that “Starfleeters” is not an actual term, and begins contemplating whether or Marshall would bother informing Shane that his father was dead … or if he would just rip him away from the Elara before too many questions would be asked. Yes, these are things he is contemplating … right as he deftly grabs the Nausicaan’s thick wrist [which is not surprisingly attached to the disrupter which is aimed at his head], and twists to cause a sickening snap. The Nausicaan screams out in exquisite pain, firing off two pulses of bright green energy that connects with concrete instead of Klingon.

Driving his opened palm forward, he successfully snaps two of the Nausicaan’s ribs … in a place he had not been expecting them. The result is his opponent crumbling before him, followed by the Nausicaan finding himself now staring down the end of his own disruptor. “Yes, I am Starfleet … and yes, you have killed Starfleet officers before. But those were two cadets in a drunken bar-fight … and knocking them unconscious to then murder them isn’t exactly fair, now is it?” Maor begins. The Nausicaan says nothing, just wheezing from his injuries and staring at the apparent victor. 

“Kill me, Starfleet …” the Nausicaan growls, punctuating his statement with a spit to Maor’s face. Maor grits his teeth, and wipes off the saliva with his other hand, “In a moment. Right now I have a question for you.” “I answer to no on—” CRACK! The disruptor comes across the side of the man’s head with a brutal blow. Surely if he were human, the Nausicaan would perhaps be dead now. But Maor knows he can take it, and does not pull his hit. “You answer to me.” 

Dark liquid trickles out of a resulting cut as the Nausicaan glares at Maor, “What do you want …” Maor presses the disruptor against the Nausicaan’s temple, “An answer to my question. I heard that you might know it.” “I don’t know anything about ‘Nicodemians’ and ‘Aegis’ or …” CRACK! There is a howl of pain. “Try again,” Maor says calmly. 

Dark blood trickles into his eyes and over his nose as Maor continues, “Someone or something has been making inquiries about the location of a group of alien entities that may or may not be called the ‘Aegis.’” Maor gives no indication he knows who these beings are as he takes a breath and then speaks again, “As well as lost Nicodemian facilities. Who was it?” The Nausicaan stares at Maor in defiance, and he prepares to strike again when the man blinks, “A Vulcan,” he answers in utter disgust. Maor holds his strike, “A name.” 

“It was a strange Vulcan … he wore strange, human clothing … he spoke differently and differed in his tone …” there’s a grunt “he smoked putrid sticks.” Something about this Vulcan’s description clicked in Maor’s mind, “A name.”

“Shinar.”

***

Hours and miles later, Maor enters a restaurant in one of the largest cities on Alpha Centauri. He has changed into a different set of clothing, and is grateful for the warm early afternoon sunlight. This is not to say the early morning quiet was not helpful in his “interrogation.” A waitress steps up to him, not in the slightest intimidated by his large build, “I’m here to meet a Mr. Marshall.” With a light smile, the waitress leads him to a lone table on a balcony facing a brilliant sea. Seated at the table and apparently enjoying a drink is Zachary Marshall, Maor’s superior in Starfleet Intelligence.

“Ah, Maor, please take a seat,” Marshall gestures at the chair seated opposite of him. Maor nods and does so, “A peculiar place to hold a meeting.” “I consider this much safer than any Starfleet Intelligence hideaway. Even safer than our main headquarters back on Earth,” responds Marshall, “Did you learn anything from our Nausicaan friend?” Maor says nothing for a moment, wondering if he should ask how Marshall knew that he was going after the Nausicaan, but chooses otherwise. “Apparently a Vulcan named Shinar made the inquiries on behalf of persons unknown. He provided good pay for the information and locations.” 

“Locations of the Nicodemians and the Aegis?” Marshall asks while testing his mental knowledge for any remembrance of the name Shinar. “Just the Nicodemians,” answers Maor, “No one knows where the Aegis are. Neither do they know who they are.” Maor watches as he nods along and sips his drink … there is a momentary pause then, “Wait … wasn’t Shinar the fellow you and your ex-crewmates picked up on the Elara some months back?” Maor nods, “Yes. I believe he was an ‘escapee’ from the Paula Greene. Wanted for questioning in ties for several murders and possible … temporal crimes.” 

“I remember. Kind of peculiar that someone whom the Elara crew encountered might be connected to something who broke into Starfleet Intelligence headquarters … and may have very well resurrected the self-same personnel?” Maor notes the hint of sarcasm, “I take it you don’t believe that story.” Marshall leans back in his chair, “I’ve heard a lot of crazy stories, and seen a lot of amazing things in my time, Mr. Maor, but bringing people back from the dead … after being dead for three months, is pushing it a bit far.” “The Borg have done it,” Maor replies dryly. “The Borg do it within hours of the death … this was three months, according to the Nexus ... god, are we even having this discussion? It’s far-out, crazy theories I’m not inclined to believe at this very moment,” Marshall points out. 

“Right,” Maor states, just staring at Marshall.

“Did you kill him?” Marshall asks next. Maor blinks, “Who?” His superior stares at him silently for a moment … drilling into his eyes with a look which is meant to intimidate, but falls quite short, “The Nausicaan.” 

“No, I didn’t. It wasn’t necessary …” Maor replies, wondering why he is suddenly taking offense to the notion. After all, he’s taken lives in the past … But that was when they were trying to kill you, your crewmates and dozens of others … you had no other choice then. This is cold-blooded murder.

“I see. Did you find out the location of the Nicodemian facilities?” 

Maor pulls out a PADD and tosses it to Marshall, who easily catches it, “He provided me a list. There are about seven, scattered throughout the Alpha Quadrant. He was unaware of any in the Beta Quadrant, despite there being former colonies and the like being discovered there.” 

Marshall skims the list, “Any idea where Merida is, anyway?”

To be continued …