Host SM_Selan says:
RECAP: The Quirinus crew have been through a lot recently. Believing they took part in the destruction of dangerous Federation enemies, the Storm, they have now just learned that they were not behind this act ... but a mysterious ghost-like being known as the Trickster is indeed the culprit.

Host SM_Selan says:
For the last year, the Trickster has been playing Starfleet Intelligence and the Storm off each other ... with the Quirinus caught in the middle. It has ultimately led to David Thorn's plans for a new Federation, and his well crafted Storm initiative, being torn apart from the inside.

Host SM_Selan says:
But it remains unknown why the Trickster has done this. Beyond the fact that it has something to do with the Trickster's interest in the Quirinus' XO ... Ben Pangborn, whom has now being captured by the aforementioned shape shifter. Now, as the pieces begin to be put together ... the crew is presented with a new twist by the Trickster itself ...

Host SM_Selan says:
... this may be all their fault.

Host SM_Selan says:
U.S.S. Quirinus Stardate 10311.17 "Throwing the Board" Episode Three

Host SM_Selan says:
RESUME MISSION

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::in the briefing room::

Host The_Trickster says:
<General Trebor & Deborah Craven> ::Stare at the female who has appeared before them::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::in engineering working on diagnostics::

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::whistling happy as he cleans and reassembles a phaser rifle::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::having just introduced the Trickster to Trebor and Craven::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: sitting at the side terminal, quietly focusing internal sensors on the ready room and its unwelcome visitor ::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::looks across the table at Sulek::

Host The_Trickster says:
::Sitting in "Rebecca's" form, she tosses a strand of brown hair out of her face:: On that note. How is the investigation coming along? ::Smiles and looks at Raythan::

Host The_Trickster says:
<Captain Sulek> @ ::Stops eating his food, looks at Pangborn:: XO: Excuse me?

CMO_Munro says:
::works away on reports::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Trickster: Your presence would seem to indicate better than we thought.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::slaps the last piece in place and sights down the barrel before restocking it with a satisfied nod::

Host The_Trickster says:
<Deborah Craven> ::Screams in anger and frustration, and leaps across the table to punch "Rebecca" in the throat ... hoping to cut off her breathing supply. Is quite surprised when she goes right through her, crashing with the chair to the ground::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::is looking around the table silently::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::looks over at Kraight wondering what the internal sensors are indicating::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: taps out a silent command to the computer... CORRELATE SUBSPACE READINGS OF ENTITY CODED 'TRICKSTER' TO RADIOMETRIC PROFILE OF GELIA ORE. QUERY: DOES ORE RADIOMETRIC PROFILE INTERSECT ANY SUBSPACE DOMAINS ASSOCIATED WITH ENTITY? REPLY VIA CONSOLE, NO AUDIO ::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@Sulek: Captain, with your permission, I'd like to retire to my quarters. I feel suddenly - tired

Host The_Trickster says:
<Captain Sulek> @ ::Raises eyebrow, and takes another bite of his meat. Quickly swallowing it:: XO: If you wish. Perhaps you should stop by sickbay first for a further checkup?

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::checks the security on all three grenade cases::

Host The_Trickster says:
<Computer> ::Response:: CORRELATING.

Host The_Trickster says:
::Stands up, looking down at Craven on the floor:: Oh please. I would think you people would get the point by now I'm incorporeal. As in not here. As in you can't bludgeon me to death like you do all your enemies. ::Sighs:: Get over it.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@ ::stands abruptly and prepares to leave:: Sulek: No thanks. I just need some sleep:: smiles meekly::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Trickster: You must recall that Craven has not officially met you before.

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
Self: I just hope the diagnostics come back normal.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::looks the captain over, seeing if there is Any difference::

Host The_Trickster says:
<Computer> NO CONNECTION BETWEEN ORE SUBSPACE FREQUENCIES AND PREVIOUS RECORDED DATA ON 'THE TRICKSTER.' NOTE: FREQUENCY HAS PERTAINING FILE - TOP SECRET / CLASSIFIED / CAPTAIN'S EYES ONLY.

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::eyes the "ghost" considering things::

Host The_Trickster says:
<Captain Sulek> @ ::Looks puzzled at the XO's actions::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: blinks in surprise ::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::still standing by the ready room door, taps her commbadge and speaks quietly::  *TO*:  Monitor what is happening in the ready room please.

Host The_Trickster says:
<General Trebor> ::Stares at "Rebecca":: Trickster: Forgive us. We've never met.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::looks up at the page:: *CTO*: Acknowledged. ::closes and secures the weapons locker, then heads to the nearest console and logs in::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
Computer: All diagnostics complete.  No abnormalities found.  All systems are within normal parameters.

Host The_Trickster says:
::Laughs:: Trebor: Oh but we have, dear General. ::Transforms into the Sensei::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::quietly leaves, and begins to make his way to the turbolift::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::quietly::  *TO*:  There's a creature in here changing form and claiming to be incorporeal, whatever that means.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::hooks into the RR security feed, starts the recording, and settles in for what will probably be a long watch::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::thinks idly that he puts on an interesting performance.::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::crosses to Kraight. Quietly:: Kraight: Try the shields frequency to be in the upper EM band range.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
*CTO*: Sir, there's nothing imminently dangerous, but I think some of them may need counseling.

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::notices that poor Cherry is standing once again::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
Self: Very good. The diagnostics came back and they are fine. ::breaths a sigh of relief::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::arrives at his quarters and immediately goes to his terminal:: Computer: Locate and scan the captain in Nero’s. Command priority one.

Host The_Sensei says:
<Computer> XO: Scanning.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::continues watching the people talking to themselves::

Host The_Sensei says:
<Computer> XO: Query - What is required information in regard to Sulek. Rank: Captain. Position: Commanding Officer.

CMO_Munro says:
::Crosses sickbay to look at some recent tests::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: catches Sulek's eye... points to last message on console, regarding 'Top Secret' file ::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@Computer: Give report. Is it the captain?

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
*CO*: Sir, Excuse the interruption but engineering is back in top shape considering our present situation.  All diagnostics are done and everything is with in normal parameters.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::shakes his head, wondering about Starfleet's psychological evaluation system::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::looks down at the file::

Host The_Sensei says:
<Computer> @ XO: Affirmative. Life sign, DNA, readings match for Sulek.

Host The_Sensei says:
<General Trebor> ::Nods:: Trickster: So I see.

Host The_Sensei says:
<General Trebor> ::Looks to the others:: And what does it mean by it's your fault?

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::begins to sense a deceptive presence on the ship::  Self: This can not be good.  ::closes eyes and tries to focus in on it::

Host The_Sensei says:
<Mathar Raythan> ::Unsure of how to respond to that::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: begins adjusting shields to upper frequency EM band, and includes a notation subroutine to vary the shield frequency continuously ::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
*Bishara* Run a trace for subspace frequencies in the area that might effect the ship.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::silently switches off the computer, realizing what is going on, quietly, under his breath: Damn. There is not one I can trust

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
*CO*: Understood sir, and also sir I have sensed a deceptive presence on the ship.  I am trying to focus on it but nothing concrete yet.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::doesn't talk, since there's nobody to talk to down in the dark and lonely bowels of the ship::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::reaches down and punches the access code releasing the file on to Kraight's screen::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@:: Hold his communicator and sets to emit a general distress call::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::still puzzling over the TO's last comm.::

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::still puzzling over the CTO's lack of a response::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@:: at the same time, sets the communicator to record all that goes on and transmit it::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::wonders why everyone stopped talking::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::pins it back on::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
Computer: Run a trace for subspace frequencies over the entire ship.  Look for any unusual EM traces and electromagnetic variances in all subspace frequencies.

Host The_Sensei says:
::Chuckles at the uneasy silence:: Don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet ...

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::makes his way to the bridge::

Host The_Sensei says:
<Computer> EO: Searching.

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
*TO*:  So like.. ummm... who needs counseling?  Oh, and like, do internal sensors show anything interesting about that thing in here?

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::looks at the captain::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Kraight: I must ask you to look away.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::manages to avoid having his eyes glaze over while monitoring nothing except minor psychological imbalances in some of the crew::

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
*CTO*: They're just talking to themselves, sir.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::enters the bridge and observes at first, trying to decide a course of action::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: looks surprised, for the second time in ten minutes :: Sulek: All right...

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::looks at internal sensors again, just to be sure::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::eyes the group in the ready room to see if anyone is talking to him/herself::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::wonders if the Trickster is a holoprojection.::

Host The_Sensei says:
@ ACTION: Those on the bridge nod at the XO's presence. He begins to notice peculiar, archaic writing on some of the screens on the bridge.

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: turns away from console... but not before activating the shield program ::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Sensei: Since you seem so  fond of this particular trick, perhaps you can tell us.  After all a trick unnoticed, is no trick.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@CSO: Mr. Kraight, what’s that there your working on? 

Host The_Sensei says:
<CSO_Lt_Kraight> @ ::Looks up from his readings:: XO: Reports from the ship, sir.

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::begins to check the last logs of the warp core diagnostics::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
Self: What is taking the computer so long to.........

Host The_Sensei says:
<Computer> EO: No subspace disturbances detected.

Host The_Sensei says:
ACTION: A file reads out before the Captain in regard to the Omega Molecule. And certain effects on subspace.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::CSO: I see.. IO was thrown by all the archaic writing I'm seeing all over the bridge. The ruse is up whoever you are. You might as well show your true selves

Host The_Sensei says:
<CSO_Lt_Kraight> @ ::Looks around:: What archaic writing? Ruse sir?

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
*CO* Sir, The computer has not found any subspace disturbances around the ship.

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::wonders if the Sensei is going to enlighten them all sometime soon::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
*Bishara* Understood...continue scanning all frequency ranges.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::looks over the internal sensors a third time, just to be extra, extra sure he didn't miss anything in the RR::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
Sensei: Is there are reason for all of this? ::her backside is going numb::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
Sensei: We have surmised that you are an incorporeal being, and that you feed on emotional energy... probably despair and/or terror. You had some reason to dupe the Storm into mining an unusual ore on Gelia Prime.

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
*CO*: Understood sir will continue scanning.

Host The_Sensei says:
<Mathar Raythan> ::Steps forward:: Trickster: You're one of them, aren't you? Those "would be" godlings that showed up a year ago [Hint: Last ACTD-Wide]. Considering the reports on your servants ... and what you've said so far ...

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Cherry: Have a TO seal off this room.

Host The_Sensei says:
::Transforms into one of the Girls of Mercy::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
*TO*:  Seal off the ready room!  Then get up here.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
*CTO*: Understood. ::doesn't really understand, but seals the room, then locks down his console and dashes off::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
You have a special interest in Commander Pangborn, as well as this ship.

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
<EDIT: add Sensei:>

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::Annoyed:: CSO:  Continue your duties :: Wonders how long it would take for a message to reach to Q from god knows where he was::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::raises a brow::

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
::Dressed in her catholic school girl uniform, in a simple cute voice:: Yes. We are quite a troublesome lot, aren't we? With our varying servants ... ridiculous rituals ... and oh yes, let's not forget those amazing ring world contraptions ... I do so recall how much trouble we caused for you ...

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::looks at the ::decides that he will need his second in commands help:: Kraight :::still quietly:: Kraight: I think you may want to see this.  See if you can find one of these shifts in the area on a subspace level.

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::eyes widen in horror at the sight of the catholic school girl uniform::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
Raythan: You recognize this creature?

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::really dislikes kids::

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
<Mathar Raythan> CSO: Just a guess. Apparently a good one.

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
<Deborah Craven> ::Wiping the blood from her chin as she gets up::

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::dashes down the corridors a bit more, then hops into a lift:: TL: Bridge.

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
<CSO_Lt_Kraight> @ ::Looks concerned:: XO: Aye ... sir.

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
Sulek: Aye, sir...   :: sits and begins to study the readout ::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
GOM: And you haven't tired of us lower beings yet?

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::exits the lift onto the bridge, looking for the CTO::

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
::Skips around the room to Raythan. Peeks around his legs at the FCO:: FCO: You all make interesting chess pieces.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
*CTO*: I'm on the bridge, sir....where are you?

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
GOM:  For what purpose?!

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@:: tries to block his thoughts from the being::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
*TO*:  In the ready room.

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::is sensing peculiar emotions from several crew members::  Self: I wonder what is going on???  Strange sensations I am getting.  Hm...........

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
*CTO*: Your orders, sir?

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::knows he will not succeed, but attempts to discern reality::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
*TO*:  Guard the door.  And if a catholic school girl runs by, shoot her.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
*CTO*: Errr....acknowledged. ::takes a presumption that he means "stun", and prepares his phaser appropriately::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
GOM: Chess? Seems more like tiddlywinks to me.

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
::Giggles at the CTO:: CTO: Oh, I can't wait. I hope it tingles! ::Puts a hand to her mouth and makes a shocked face:: I'm surprised you would hurt little ol' me. ::Turns serious though:: But seriously though. Do you really think a phaser is going to do anything?

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::opens his eyes and focuses on the drawings - almost hieroglyphs to him, looks for repeats, anything he can do to understand::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
GOM:  I'm hoping it would at least wipe that smile from your face.  ::glares::

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::stands beside the RR door with phaser drawn, thinking it all very strange and a bit silly::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: eyes grow wide as he begins to comprehend the contents of the top secret file ::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@:;pretends nothing is wrong:: CSO: Report. Where in the universe are we:: eerily calm::

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
<General Trebor> GOM: On the topic of serious ... ::His demeanor having not changed:: ... how is this there fault?

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
<CSO_Lt_Kraight> @ XO: En route to Andor, sir.

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::thinks Cherry is more serious in her new role::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@FCO: Humor me with your version of what you see on Kraight’s console. What do you see?

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
GOM:  Yeah.  How is this our fault?

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Kraight: Is it possible that the Trickster is interphasic with time? If so, perhaps we can accurate it into our time.  Omega has been known to cause time distortion.  If it has somehow harnessed omega, then it would be possible.

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::has no idea what the CO is talking about::

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
<FCO_Ens_Morgan> @ XO: We're en route to Andor, sir. As per our orders.

Host Girl_Of_Mercy says:
::Transforms into ... ::

CTO_Ens_Cherry says:
::looks over at Jade.  Wonders if she knows what this omega thingie is::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: nods slowly ::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::looks back at Cherry and shakes her head slightly...she must have missed that class::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@ FCO: Good. OPS: Contact Starfleet, top priority. Admiral Hansom please. I will take it in the captains ready room

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::double-checks the phaser setting, and cracks the knuckles in his off hand::

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
::Is now a slender green creature in peculiar robes::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::goes into the ready room::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::has no clue who she is supposed to be this time::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
::looks at the comm. and waits::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: grabs his PADD, stands, nods once to Sulek, and leaves the ready room at a trot ::

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
Trebor: Why dear General, it's quite simple. A few years ago, a great power presented itself in the Universe ... ::Winks at the Captain:: ... don't worry honey, I won't ruin your situation.

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
<OPS_Ens_Jacobs> @ XO: Aye, sir. ::Hails Starfleet Command::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: crosses the bridge quickly and enters the turbolift ::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::turns:: BQ: Fascinating

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
TL: Deflector control.   COM Bishara: Ensign Bishara, this is Kraight. Please meet me in Deflector Control at once.

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
*CSO*: Understood on my way.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@:: tries to scan the area with his original tricorder that he had during the ordeal, to see if his is unaffected::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::rushes out of engineering and into the TL:: Computer: Deck 7 Express.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::carefully cracks the knuckles in the other hand::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: debarks on Deck 7,  makes straight for Deflector Control ::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::the TL stops on Deck 7 and she rushes for Deflector control and slides into the CSO by accident::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: bounces off the wall :: Oof!

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
CSO: Excuse me sir.  I am truly sorry.

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::Scans through the door, to see if the crewmen are who they should be::

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
::Moves about the room in her "robes," which have no sound as they swish across the floor:: ALL: Anyhoo, this power would give anyone who had it the ultimate chance for taking over ... well, pretty much anything. It was quite a power source. So, obviously, all those who want power go after it. Yet, as always, there's a party pooper ...

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::helps the CSO off the floor::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
Bishara: No matter. Come with me... we have work to do, and little time.

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
::Gestures to the Q crew:: Namely, you guys.

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: enters Deflector Control ::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
CSO: Yes sir I sense the urgency.  ::follows the CSO::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: moves to a console, punches up the specs from a Voyager mission of some years ago ::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::Addresses the admiral on the view screen, than abruptly turn it off as he realizes he is trapped in a vicious maze, with no way out::

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
<General Trebor> ::Gives the Q crew a peculiar look::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::watches as the CSO does his work::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
BQ: So...you plan on being the winner?

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::wonders how they could be party poopers::

XO_Cmdr_Pangborn says:
@::examines the tricorder, which is now displaying the archaic writing, does his best to make sense of it. Makes recording in the process::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
BQ: Vengeance? Omega is gone.

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::with no more knuckles to crack, does a little stretch and sounds off cracking noises in his vertebrae, bottom to top::

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
FCO: Well, you see ... I was the winner. Or rather the person I'm impersonating was. Starfleet pretty much let the Bellicose Queen merge with the Omega Fountain. Which caused it to explode ... which in turn caused a rift in the fabric of reality to happen ... this had many consequences ... namely waking up one grumpy ol' demon god ...

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::nods:: BQ: So you are the grumpy god?

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
FCO: ... boom shaka laka, we have what's happened the last year. Gods causing trouble here and there. You all finally realizing what greatness came before you. And the possibility of that greatness returning.

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
::Laughs:: FCO: Nah. Just a humble servant.

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::continues to watch the CSO::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Trickster: You confuse power with greatness.

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
Bishara: This is a harmonic resonance chamber. We are going to tie the deflector generators into the shield grid, and duplicate its effects on a scale large enough to enclose the entire ship.

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::doesn't see anything particularly great in the room::

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
<General Trebor> ::Remembers the quest for the Omega Fountain:: Trickster: So you're blaming that entire snafu on the fact they failed to stop an uber-powerful alien race from transcending to another plane of existence? Oh please ...

Host The_Bellicose_Queen says:
::Transforms into Nathan Grey, former and deceased crewmember of the Quirinus::

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
Bishara: Don't ask why... that's classified. Just start tying the two systems together, while I adjust the deflector parameters.

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::wonders just who this new guy is::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
CSO: A harmonic resonance chamber???  Ah ok lets get to work.

CSO_Lt_Kraight says:
:: begins reprogramming the deflector array ::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::thinks she needs a star chart to keep everything straight::

TO_Ens_Wolverton says:
::changes the phaser setting to a heavy stun...you can't be too careful with those Catholic schoolgirls::

Host Nathan_Grey says:
CO: And you confuse arrogance with craftiness.

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Trickster: On the contrary.  Your planning was superb.  But still you fail to offer an explanation as to why you would do this.  Surely it is more than vengeance for the failure of awakening your leader.

Host Nathan_Grey says:
CO: I know you have your crew hopping about using this time and the information I've provided to find a way to take me down. It isn't going to work. I'm only telling you this because I feel it's fair. I'm the only one of those damned fool godlings who doesn't have some legend or another written about him or her. There's nothing on me out there.

Host Nathan_Grey says:
CO: You know I'm like nothing you've encountered. I will always be one step ahead of you, Captain. This Begins where it Ended.

Host Nathan_Grey says:
::Fades away::

EO_Ens_T`Lar_Bishara says:
::busies herself with the duties at hand::

FCO_Ens_Morgan says:
::sighs::

Host SM_Selan says:
ACTION: As we fade out on the Quirinus crew, we go to the XO, where suddenly, the archaic words on his tricorder grow red and apparently form into living, growing entities of their own. The living letters leap up, and into his eyes, searing them in horrid pain.

Host SM_Selan says:
PAUSE MISSION