Star Trek: A Call To Duty
U.S.S. Tal-War NCC-80872 - SD 10711.18

Starring:

James Sager			as 	[CO] 	Commander Trelan Karr
David Gibson			as	[XO] 	Commander Tobius Wuer

…Also Starring…

Scott Knight			as 	[FCO] 	Commander William X. Foster
Julie Ledger			as	[OPS]  Lt. Commander Sharra Telgar
Ian Robinson			as         [CEO] Commander Thomas T. Quchant
Einar				as	[CSO] 	Lieutenant William York
Cathy Knights			as         [CMO] Lieutenant JG Ren Ro’kar
Sophie Wakeling		as 	[CIV] 	Captain Anya Jameson

…Guest Starring…

Arlene McIntyre     		as 	[NPC] Station Ops

                        …Direction…

Arlene McIntyre      		as 	U.S.S. Tal-War – SM

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OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: on the bridge at what is passing as an OPS station ::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::sat in the pilots seat familiarising himself with the controls::

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::in the engineering section of the freighter tweaking the 'special' engines::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::walks around what is suppose to be the bridge, overseeing a number of engineers as they finish retrofitting the freighter::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::in the Broom Cupbo- Sickbay::

ACTION:  The Pilot seat is a small stool with no backing.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
XO: I suppose seatbelts would be too much to ask for.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::walks out of the stairway onto the dusty bridge::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::frowns as he looks at the three beds and the single cupboard where the equipment is stored:: Self: So much for my office

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: as SFI fitted engines go this isn't bad.  It'll certainly serve us well if we get into trouble

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
FCO:  I requisitioned you one....it doesn't arrive until Tuesday.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO: Starfleet couldn’t stretch to the optional extras ::smiles::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
XO: No but they gave us new engines though

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*:  Have you managed to bring it online yet?  Any problems?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: chuckles ::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::starts his hunt for a hypospray tray::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
OPS: Typical Starfleet quartermaster's office, always delivering stuff too late.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::stands around the cramped, small bridge::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: shrugs ::  FCO:  That's the way it goes Fly Boy.  :: smiles ::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
CSO: Aah... Mr. York.  Have they finished installing the sensors?

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::smiles back and makes sure everything's ready to go::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::crawls on his hands and knees, looking under the bed in the far corner::

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: yes it's online, looks like we'll get warp 9 but not much more.  Considering the freighter is only rated for warp 4, the SIF, and IDF have been enhanced and the hull is actually composed of triple thick ablative alloys

CSO_Lt_York says:
::look at the XO grimly:: XO: This is not a joke sir?.......Aye, the bloody sensor grid is operational, but there is no science station, no office, no labs....I have an outdated civilian LCARS console!

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*: Good work.... Have SF given you an ETA till all work will be completed?

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
XO: Where did they dig up this relic from anyway?

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: They told me 2 hours.  I told them 30 minutes.  It'll be done in 15.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::turns to the CSO:: CSO: Well Mr. York I am sure you'll improvise ::looks around:: Why don't you tae that station there

CSO_Lt_York says:
XO: Improvise.......sure why not, let's bloody improvise. ::rubs the back of his head where he collided with the floor earlier::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::turns around too suddenly and bumps his head:: Self: Even my final Academy examination vessel was bigger than this

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*: Glad to hear it.... please inform me when there finished.... Wuer out

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO: I believe it was doing dilithium runs previously......  but I prefer the work antique too relic

CSO_Lt_York says:
::stands by a rusty console, ignoring the small swirl chair:: Self: My god.....::tries to access long range sensors::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:; curses under her breath as she continues to try and reconfigure ships systems to standard ::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::sits on the floor and taps his COM badge:: *OPS*: Doctor Ro'kar to Lieutenant Commander Telgar, did my shipment of medical supplies arrive yet on the ship? I don't see them here

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
CSO:  And I don't think you can complain, have you seen the Captain's Chair.... ::can't wait for the CO to arrive as he avoids sitting in it himself::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
*CMO*  Just a moment Doctor, I'll track it down.  ::taps at her console ::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
XO: Antique, relic... it's all the same to me, all I'm saying is that it better perform better than it looks.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::chuckles:: XO: He doesn't need a up to date system, managing all sensor data at once......please sure, I have to stick to two processes at once.....it's, old!

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: finds the relevant information ::  *CMO*:  Ummm, It seems to have been sent to the wrote ship.  Let me get with station OPS.  Sorry about that Doctor.

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::grits his teeth:: *OPS*: Thank you, Commander...

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
OPS: Problems?

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO: That it is.... engineering report engines are online..... do you have access?

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::hits a few buttons that are labelled as 'unimportant lights'::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::grunts as he system won't let him access the tactical scanners::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: curses under her breath :: COM: Station OPS:  Operations this is the Freighter Prince Charming....:: winces at the name ::  Please respond.

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
FCO:  Nothing that a kick in the....never mind.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::taps the dated console very lightly to avoid breaking it:: XO: I have control.

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::gets up off the floor and moves to the console, trying to load his medical files::

CSO_Lt_York says:
XO: Sir....to late to ask for a transfer?

ACTION:  Outside the Prince Charming several other ships line up behind them.  Every news outlet in the galaxy.

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
FCO:  And, I'll be willing to bet that all our transmissions are being monitored.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::looks towards what is suppose to control weapon systems to find it empty::  OPS:  Commander, do you know what has happened to our Tactical Chief?

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
OPS: Maybe we should give them something to listen to. ::grins::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
COM: Station OPS:  Operations this is the Freighter Prince Charming, please respond.

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
XO:  One moment Sir, I'll check his location.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::tucks at his black shirt, not used to wearing civilian clothes at work:: XO: Sir?

<Station Ops> @COM: Tal-War:  Prince Charming this is Ops... What can we do for you?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
COM: Station OPS:  A shipment of medical supplies have been sent to another ship.  We need those supplies.  Can you replace them?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: taps at her console to find the CTO ::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
CSO:  Yes Mr. York?

<Station Ops> @::Lets out a long suffering sigh.:: COM: Tal-War:  If you insist...

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::finds the correct information on the console:: Self: Hurray, now to. put. it. on. ::looks around and sighs:: a PADD

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
COM: Station OPS: I'm afraid I do...please and thank you.  :: is irritated ::

CSO_Lt_York says:
XO: I mean it, is there some other ship out there with a decent Science station and offices? If so please transfer me of this garbage scowl.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::flicks a switch and the warp core goes dark...flicks it back on and nothing happens, until he kicks the console and the core lights up again::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
XO:  Sir, he appears to be on level 3 in the head Sir.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::walks over to the weapons station::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
*Bridge*: Doctor Ro'kar to the Bridge, I don't suppose you have any spare PADDs?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
*CMO*  They are on their way Doctor.  I have you supplies inbound as well.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: I think we're ready down here

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
*OPS*: You have my gratitude. Ro'kar out.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::taps on the console:: CSO: Mr. York, I shall proceed in ignoring you.... however should you disappear then that is your choice.  But don't expect to be welcomed back on the TW again

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:; looks at the flashing light on her console ::  *CMO*  Your supplies have just arrived Doctor.  I'll have them beamed directly there.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::shakes his head:: XO: Aye sir, got it sir. ::turns back to the outdated console and tries once more to initialize the systems::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Walks onto the bridge of the freighter, and looks for a place to situate herself::

<Station Ops> @COM: Tal-War:  Prince Charming... are you guys ready to go yet?

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
XO: Can we get this over with? I need to find a cushion for this stool

<Station Ops> @COM: Tar-War:  I got someone who wants your spot.

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
COM: Station OPS: Understood station, we will be complying shortly.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::sees Anya walk in:: CIV:  Captain, good to see you. Would you care to take on Tactical?  Seems weapons are online....

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
XO:  Sir........

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Grins at Wuer::  XO: A freighter with weapons? and you trust me with them?

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
OPS: Yes Commander?

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*:  Thanks.... We'll be underway as soon as....

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
XO:  Everyone is onboard and we are as ready as we will ever be.  Station OPS has sent a flight plan, I am now relaying it to Flight.  On your mark, Sir, we are ready.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::his mind not on his work, but on Starfleet's decision to leave Rynia on earth during this mission, debriefing the admiralty on the situation onboard the TW the past months....and spinning it into a story for the press, he leaving on a mission while she sits at home...::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::sits down in the Tiny Chair TM::  OPS: Inform Station Operations, were ready....

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO:  Mr. Foster.... take us out..

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
XO:  Aye Sir.  :: informs station OPS of their intentions of leaving ::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::unpacks his medical supplies:: Self: Typical, I ask for blue engraved hyposprays, and they give me green...

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
CIV:  I'm sure I can trust you to cover my back.... you have before so I expect you will now

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
XO: Right away. ::hits a control inadvertently causing the small freighter to jump backwards a short distance:: Oops.

CSO_Lt_York says:
FCO: Foster....did you get my updated system charts? ::kicks the console hard as it won't respond::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
CSO: Yeah... problem is someone labelled the controls back to front.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO:  I said to go forward, seems you've found reverse

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::jumps out of the way just in time as the container flies into the wall, spilling some on the contents::

CSO_Lt_York says:
FCO: I don't mean your estranged flying practises....I mean the bloody charts...sir.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::hits the control in the other direction hoping that the ship will leap off into the distance ahead of them.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::slams his fist into the console until it flickers, then starts working again::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
CSO:  Hey, I just got that reconfigured.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::flicks a switch labelled pilot seat height::

CSO_Lt_York says:
OPS: Really?? Really? Then I hope you don't get paid much. ::starts working again, hoping the bloody thing will work for more than 10 minutes::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::flies out of his seat:: All: HEY! who did that?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
CSO:  I'll make sure you don't get paid at all, how’s that for you pretty boy?

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::toggles the switch back and forth as it doesn't seem to do anything::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::starts picking up the items, placing them in their respective places in the Sickbay::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::watches his stool go up and down::

CSO_Lt_York says:
OPS: Just keep the sensor working, and I'll do my job. Sir. ::getting annoyed very quickly over the state of his systems::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::picks himself up off the floor::  FCO: Okay Mr. Foster, care to try that again. Maybe a little slower this time and in the right direction too.

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: under her breath ::  Self:  Well, if you'd have spent more that 5 minutes familiarizing yourself with the console, it might work.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::jumps on the stool:: XO: Might help if this seat would stay still.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: The engine don't  seem to be doing anything.  Are we having trouble with navigation?

CSO_Lt_York says:
::rubs his temples and tries to make sense of this data::

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  the Stool snaps and the FCO goes flying backwards

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::finally finds a hypospray tray:: Self: Praise the Prophets

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
All: GAHHHHHHH! ::crashes to the floor::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: looks around quickly as Will flies backwards :: FCO:  You alright?

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*:  Mr. Foster was having trouble with the controls... but we seemed to move.  Have engines shut down now?

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: No ....it just seems like our navigator needs to step on the gas

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: Does he need me to come and help?

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::picks himself off the floor:: OPS: That stool is possessed... I think I'll stand.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CMO*: Doctor could you make your way to the bridge!

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: nods :: FCO:  Ok........

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
*XO*: Acknowledged... ::moves to the door, jumping over the crate::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO: Okay lets try once again, otherwise I'll ask Commander Quchant to join us.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::stands at his console and does what he can to make the ship go forwards::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*: Hopefully he'll get it right this time, teething trouble...

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: is becoming more and more irritated ::

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: Would it help if I got out and pushed?

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::enters the Bridge, pausing as he sees the number of people:: All: Er...

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*: I'm hoping that won't be needed.  But'll I know where to call though if we do....

ACTION:  Finally the ship jerks forward and 1/4 impulse.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
All: Result!

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
XO: Do you, er, need my help, Commander?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: rolls her eyes ::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: thinks that this is going to be one heck of a long day ::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::kicks what's left of his stool::

ACTION:  The small convoy of ships finally start to move out.  On the starboard side, flashes can be seen as a news feed gets the launch for the evening news.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
CMO: Could you see to the back of the FCO's head!  I'm sure I saw a bit of blood!

ACTION:  the FCO Kicks the metal bar of the stool and breaks his big toe.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::watches the commotion and leans forward on the console, resting his head in his hands:: Self: My god...

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::cringes and silently curses the possessed stool::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: knows that those accursed reporters are still out there and becomes a bit more irritated ::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
OPS: Can you get me Command on the COM.

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::eyes widen and begins to get to the FCO:: FCO: I am coming...er... soon

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
XO:  I can certainly try Sir.  :: said sarcastically ::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
All: Where is this station's seat? ::scans the FCO's head::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::continues to monitor the subspace chatter of the surrounding ships::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
COM: SF Command:  Starfleet Command, this is the Freighter....:: winces ::  Prince Charming, respond please.

@<Station Ops> COM: Prince Charming:  Yes now what can we do for you... You were suppose to leave 20 minutes ago.  Man it is a miracle that you guys can find your way across a street.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::spies a big red button on a console that looks inviting::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: curses under her breath ::  XO:  Commander, your on.....Sir.

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
CMO: It's there ::points:: Or at least what's left of it is.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
COM: Station OPS: We were having some problems.  Anyway I want to know who told the press about us?

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
FCO: The toe is broken, and I'll need to find a regenerator in Sickbay... ::sighs::

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
CMO: We have a sickbay?

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::walks over to the button::

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::hovers over it for a moment....::

Host Arlene says:
@<Station Ops> COM:XO:  The Press Sir?  Well they have been following you for weeks....they are a slimy bunch and they have their sources.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::presses it hard::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: makes a note to herself to have a bouquet of poison ivy sent to station ops ::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
FCO: Yes, sir, its next to the broom- er... yes, we do

ACTION:  The Warp Core ejects and materializes on the port side of the ship.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
COM: Station OPS: Well could you please send a vessel out to cut them off...

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
CMO: I'll pay it a visit if I can find some variety of autopilot on this thing.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::his console beeps in a high pitch::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
::looks up at the view screen:: All: Was that important?

@<Station Ops> ::Sighs::  COM: XO:  If you insist.

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: lights flash on her console :: All:  Oh no.........

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: I'm ..er..happy to report I found the warp core ejection system

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
COM: Station OPS: I don insist!

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: looks over at the CSO ::  CSO:  Do you see what I see?

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::also looks at the screen:: XO: Er... Tobius.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::grunts and kicks the console again:: Out loud: Stop doing that!

CSO_Lt_York says:
OPS: You mean our warp core? Yes sir....I do.

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
::notices the all stop:: *CEO*: What have you done?

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
CSO: Just great.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::targets the warp core with the tractor beam and brings it back to the ship::

CSO_Lt_York says:
All: I hate this assignment...

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
Self: Note to self, start interview process for a new CNS... I'm a doctor, not an anger management consultant

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
CSO:  Ditto!

FCO_Cmdr_Foster says:
::points to the view screen:: XO: I'm no engineer but shouldn't that be in engineering?

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: Remind me to double check anything done by Starbase engineers

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
FCO: I think the CEO is sorting it..... ::grins::

OPS_LtCmdr_Telgar says:
:: shakes her head at Will, getting annoyed even with him ::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::his console finally stop the beeping::

CMO_LtJG_Rokar says:
FCO: I'll be back soon, I need to find a regenerator ::starts to leave::

XO_Cmdr_Wuer says:
*CEO*:  Make it your priority to go over everything....

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
*XO*: Of course Sir.

CEO_Cmdr_Quchant says:
::carefully guides the warp core back into place taking great care to get it correct::

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Star Trek: A Call To Duty - USS Tal-War
“The Price of Fame”

Original Air Date: 10711.18
Script Editor: David Gibson
Executive Producer: Arlene McIntrye
Copyright 2007: A Call To Duty
All Rights Reserved