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------=_Part_3186_685008123.1515538772411 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ((StarBase 118 - CO's Office)) (( The Past)) Kasun: Wasn't he with you? Taybrim: He was up in the turbolift access. ::He scrambled to his feet, feeling a sense of foreboding.:: Rustyy, are you OK up there?! ::Hael's voice was muffled at first, then a loud yelp followed by t= heir missing Chief Engineer falling from the lift access. Ishani, along with everyone else, darted forward to catch the man and prevent him from cracking his skull open on the floor. :: Silveira/West/Maxwell: ? ::Technically Ishani made it in time to catch the engineer's head t= hough full weight of Hael's body was cushioned by the science crewman.:: K'Mal: Oooomph ::as the flesh piled on him with weight:: Taybrim: Ian, check him out, see if he's ok! ::Sal's spoke with a concerned voice.:: Kasun: :: She peered down at Hael's as she and several others pulle= d the engineer's limp body off of the poor squashed crewman. :: He=E2=80= =99s unconscious. I don't see any blood either? :: She looked to her fellow Rustyy h= aulers for confirmation. The black parts of the uniform would hide any obvious bleeding. :: Silveira/West/Maxwell: ? K'Mal: :: K'Mal opened his eyes slowly again to see a sea = of people standing around him. Suddenly he felt the weight shift off of his body. His head hurt as he looked at the lights on the ceiling. Then he took in= a deep breath and the pain woke him right out of his daze. :: Aaaaahhnnnn= ::a sharp intake of air through gritted teeth:: Oh umnnnn He star= ted to sit up and immediately his right arm grasped at his left side instinctively. :: Moor: :: looking over at K'Mal :: Try not to move Mr. K'Ma= l, Crewman 3rd Class. ::he smiled at K'Mal in an attempt to comfort him:: We=E2= =80=99ll be with you in just a minute. ::looking over to the others beside him:: Taybrim: Trel'lis! Oh my gosh, what happened? Are you ok? Trel'lis: I think so. It seems I transported =E2=80=98sideways', o= ut of the briefing room! Taybrim: We didn't realize anyone transporter out of the briefing room. ::takes in a breath:: I'm so glad you're safe. ::waves her in and waves for those covering the door to shut it again.:: Trel'lis: What in the world just happened and why does everything look so= *different*? Kasun: We're in the Starfleet's beige colored past. Taybrim/Any not tending Hael: ? Moor: ::looks at Rustyy:: I don't think there's any concus= sion but that bump on the back of the head =E2=80=98sgonna leave a mark. :: By some unknown cue a hazy, blue hologram manifested depicting a woman= sitting somewhere. She began to speak, her voice echoing from every comm in= the room and, if she was hearing things properly, from ever comm in the station. :: Kalendra: If you are seeing this, you probably have experienced the inevitable, or at least I have. It was a pleasure tormenting you all and I= will so miss it. But I am not an ungracious guest so I have left you all a= gift.....one which will appear upon my removal from the base and one which= will complete my memory. I do hope you get a bang out of this last one, as= the 200 kilos of Tarmanian Mining Explosive located in one of your lower decks is so hard to come by. You should be appreciative at the expense I have extolled upon you.::The empaths in the room could feel panic surge through the StarBase:: Till we meet again. Good night and sweet dreams. Taybrim: Oh my Rings, the Kalendra bombing. Moor: Who the hell was that? K'Mal: ::looks to the others:: bombing?? Aitas: That does indeed explain the situation. ::shakes her head, looking= even more tired than she had been:: Trel'lis: Who WAS that?? :: Ishani sucked in a breath. Today just kept getting better didn't= it. :: Silveira/West/Maxwell: ? Taybrim: ::points at the fading holoprojection:: That's Kalendra Solret. A= pirate, member of the Syndicate, had a vendetta against Captain Arvanon and= crew. She attacked the StarBase with a rogue Romulan Warbird and was nearly= captured, but evaded capture and bombed the Starbase. K'Mal: ::tries to stand up:: Is that what this is? A bombing? ::l= ooks around the room:: Kasun: Seems to be. :: Her tone was far too mild given their situation, it= was hard to conjure up the energy to both deal with the wrongness of it all= and have a good old fashioned panic attack. :: Though it appears it=E2=80= =99s not the end of all of it. Silveira/West/Maxwell: ? Trel'lis: Was the bomb defused? Taybrim: ::somewhat anguished:: No! They don't diffuse the bombs. She blows this place apart and that's why they had the opportunity to rebuild= it so much bigger! Moor: So, we're on a ticking time bomb? K'Mal: ...but all the people. The death ::grips h= is side harder:: Aitas: ::sharply:: We're not here to change the timeline. ::voice softens,= just a little:: Not for this, not for my father. Kasun: :: quietly :: I don't think we could even if we wanted to. := : There just wasn't enough time. :: Silveira/West/Maxwell: ? Taybrim: No, back then they only had a small civilian population - the whole base was evacuated. ::takes in a sharp breath:: We have two days to= figure out what's messing up the timeline and to get off this base or we'll= become stardust in the worst possible way K'Mal: ::softly to himself:: I don't want to die = ::takes a moment, looking first to Arturo and then to Ian, then scans the room before his eyes focuses on the Captain. ::with earnest conviction:: ...Not today. Kasun: Nor I. Silveira/West/Maxwell: ? Trel'lis: ::quietly:: Neither do I. Aitas: Captain, I should be able to handle one of the control stations with= some minor assistance. ::looks over among the assembled group:: Commander= West and Ensign Moor, perhaps. And Commander Hael, that way the good doctor= can keep an eye on the both of us. Taybrim/West/Moor: ? Kasun: :: To Aitas :: I can help. Not with the controls but other things.= :: She gave them a weak smile. :: You'll need someone to haul Hael = around quickly if something happens after all. Silveria/Maxwell/K'Mal: ? Aitas: ::leans against wall taking slow, careful breaths:: I fear I'm not= in a state for too much wandering around the station, even if it is smaller= these days. Kasun: You're not alone. :: She began arranging Hael to make it eas= ier for her to carry him, pausing every so often as a surge of pain radiated through her temples. :: Any: ? Trel'lis: ::still reeling, slightly:: Once I =E2=80=98stabilize=E2= =80=99, I should be able to assist whoever needs it. Kasun: :: Mildly as she pulled Hael over her shoulder. :: Oh you have the= time dissonance too. Taybrim/Any: ? Trel'lis: ::leaning to Taybrim:: Perhaps we can get answers, withou= t raising suspicions? Taybrim/Any: ? Trel'lis: If we're spotted encountered, we play our =E2=80= =98roles' and carry on casual convos, which can elicit key cluse, to what happened overall. Taybrim: ? Tag/TBC Lieutenant Ishani Kasun MD, PhD Chief of Security Starbase 118 Ops O239306IK0 -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "= UFOP: StarBase 118 - StarBase 118 Ops" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an e= mail to sb118-ops+unsubscribe@googlegroups.com. To view this discussion on the web visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/= sb118-ops/63b5aa90-f1a2-4038-95c2-7ee49092b3bf%40googlegroups.com. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout. ------=_Part_3186_685008123.1515538772411 Content-Type: text/html; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable

((StarBase 118 - C= O's Office))

((= The Past))


Kas= un: Wasn't he with you?


Taybrim: He was up in the turbolift access. =C2=A0::He scr= ambled to his feet, feeling a sense of foreboding.:: Rustyy, are you OK up = there?!


::Hael= 's voice was muffled at first, then a loud yelp followed by their m= issing Chief Engineer falling from the lift access. Ishani, along with ever= yone else, darted forward to catch the man and prevent him from cracking hi= s skull open on the floor. ::


Silveira/West/Maxwell: ?


::Technically Ishani made it in time to catch the= engineer's head though full weight of Hael's body was cush= ioned by the science crewman.::


K'Mal: Oooomph ::as the flesh piled on hi= m with weight::


Taybrim: Ian, check him out, see if he's ok! =C2=A0::Sal's spoke w= ith a concerned voice.::


Kasun: :: She peered down at Hael's as she and several ot= hers pulled the engineer's limp body off of the poor squashed crewm= an. :: He's unconscious. =C2=A0I don't see any blood either= ? :: She looked to her fellow Rustyy haulers for confirmation. The black pa= rts of the uniform would hide any obvious bleeding. ::


Silveira/West/Maxwell: ?

K'Mal: =C2=A0:: = K'Mal opened his eyes slowly again to see a sea of people standing = around him. =C2=A0Suddenly he felt the weight shift off of his body. =C2=A0= His head hurt as he looked at the lights on the ceiling. =C2=A0Then he took= in a deep breath and the pain woke him right out of his daze. :: Aaaaahhnn= nn ::a sharp intake of air through gritted teeth:: Oh umn= nnn =C2=A0He started to sit up and immediately his right arm grasped at his= left side instinctively. ::


Moor: =C2=A0:: looking over at K'Mal :: Try not to m= ove Mr. K'Mal, Crewman 3rd Class. ::he smiled at K'Mal in a= n attempt to comfort him:: =C2=A0We'll be with you in just a minute= . ::looking over to the others beside him::


Taybrim: Trel'lis! =C2=A0Oh my gosh, what = happened? =C2=A0Are you ok?


Trel'lis: =C2=A0I think so. It seems I transported =E2=80= =98sideways', out of the briefing room!


Taybrim: We didn't realize anyone tr= ansporter out of the briefing room. =C2=A0::takes in a breath:: I'm so = glad you're safe. ::waves her in and waves for those covering the door = to shut it again.::


Trel'lis: What in the world just happened and why does everything = look so *different*?


Kasun: We're in the Starfleet's beige colored past. <= /span>


Taybrim/Any not= tending Hael: ?


:: By some= unknown cue a hazy, blue hologram manifested depicting a woman sitting som= ewhere. She began to speak, her voice echoing from every comm in the room a= nd, if she was hearing things properly, from ever comm in the station. =C2= =A0::


Kalendra:= If you are seeing this, you probably have experienced the inevitable, or a= t least I have. It was a pleasure tormenting you all and I will so miss it.= But I am not an ungracious guest so I have left you all a gift.....one whi= ch will appear upon my removal from the base and one which will complete my= memory. I do hope you get a bang out of this last one, as the 200 kilos of= Tarmanian Mining Explosive located in one of your lower decks is so hard t= o come by. You should be appreciative at the expense I have extolled upon y= ou.::The empaths in the room could feel panic surge through the StarBase:: = Till we meet again. Good night and sweet dreams.


Taybrim: Oh my Rings, the Kalendra bombi= ng.


Moor: =C2= =A0Who the hell was that?


K'Mal: =C2=A0::looks to the others:: bombing??

Aitas: That does indeed = explain the situation. ::shakes her head, looking even more tired than she = had been::


Trel= 'lis: Who WAS that??


:: Ishani sucked in a breath. Today just kept getting better = didn't it. ::


Silveira/West/Maxwell: ?


Taybrim: ::points at the fading holoprojection:: That'= ;s Kalendra Solret. A pirate, member of the Syndicate, had a vendetta again= st Captain Arvanon and crew. She attacked the StarBase with a rogue Romulan= Warbird and was nearly captured, but evaded capture and bombed the Starbas= e.


K'Ma= l: =C2=A0::tries to stand up:: =C2=A0Is that what this is? A bombing? ::loo= ks around the room::


Kasun: Seems to be. :: Her tone was far too mild given their situatio= n, it was hard to conjure up the energy to both deal with the wrongness of = it all and have a good old fashioned panic attack. :: =C2=A0Though it appea= rs it's not the end of all of it.


Silveira/West/Maxwell: ?


Trel'lis: Was the bomb defused= ?


Taybrim: ::so= mewhat anguished:: No! =C2=A0They don't diffuse the bombs. =C2=A0She bl= ows this place apart and that's why they had the opportunity to rebuild= it so much bigger!


Moor: So, we're on a ticking time bomb?


K'Mal: ...but all the peopl= e. The death ::grips his side harder::


Aitas: ::sharply:: We're not = here to change the timeline. ::voice softens, just a little:: Not for this,= not for my father.


Kasun: :: quietly :: I don't think we could even if we wanted = to. :: There just wasn't enough time. ::


Silveira/West/Maxwell: ?


<= p dir=3D"ltr" style=3D"line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><= span style=3D"font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; background-color: transp= arent; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; verti= cal-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Taybrim: No, back then they on= ly had a small civilian population - the whole base was evacuated. =C2=A0::= takes in a sharp breath:: We have two days to figure out what's messing= up the timeline and to get off this base or we'll become stardust in t= he worst possible way


K'Mal: ::softly to himself:: I don't want to die=E2= =80=A6 =C2=A0::takes a moment, looking first to Arturo and then to Ian, the= n scans the room before his eyes focuses on the Captain. ::with earnest con= viction:: ...Not today.


Kasun: Nor I.


Silveira/West/Maxwell: ?


Trel'lis: ::quietly:: Neither do I.


Aitas: Captain, I should be abl= e to handle one of the control stations with some minor assistance. ::looks= over among the assembled group:: Commander West and Ensign Moor, perhaps. = And Commander Hael, that way the good doctor can keep an eye on the both of= us.


Taybrim/We= st/Moor: ?


Kasu= n: :: To Aitas :: I can help. Not with the controls but other things. :: Sh= e gave them a weak smile. :: You'll need someone to haul Hael aroun= d quickly if something happens after all.


Silveria/Maxwell/K'Mal: ?


Aitas: ::leans against wall taki= ng slow, careful breaths:: I fear I'm not in a state for too much wande= ring around the station, even if it is smaller these days.


<= p dir=3D"ltr" style=3D"line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><= span style=3D"font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; background-color: transp= arent; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; verti= cal-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Kasun: You're not alon= e. :: She began arranging Hael to make it easier for her to carry him, paus= ing every so often as a surge of pain radiated through her temples. ::


Any: ?

Trel'lis: ::still r= eeling, slightly:: Once I =E2=80=98stabilize', I should be able to = assist whoever needs it.


Kasun: :: =C2=A0Mildly as she pulled Hael over her shoulder. :: O= h you have the time dissonance too.


Taybrim/Any: ?


Trel'lis: ::leaning to Taybrim:: Perhaps we ca= n get answers, without raising suspicions?


Taybrim/Any: ?


Trel'lis: If we're spotted enco= untered, we play our =E2=80=98roles' and carry on casual convos, wh= ich can elicit key cluse, to what happened overall.


Taybrim: ?


Tag/TBC


Lieutenant Ishani Kasun MD, PhD

Chief of Security

Starbase 118 Ops

O239306IK0


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