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------=_Part_551_1568198145.1515816714462 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable (( Starbase 118 - The Hub - Present Day )) Dehnir: So Commander, Lieutenant, what's the plan? McLaren: Seeing that full report would be helpful, yes. Lyndsay: ? Parvosi: ::Meekly:: You said aliens. Do you remember the name of the aliens? Taelon: I remember the name I was thinking of, now. ::He put his hand on a= nearby railing, drumming his fingers.:: The Devidians. They're some= sort of extra-dimensional...thing... Braddock: The Devidians? I've never heard of them. Taelon: I think it'd be best if we, um, don't let out the c= rew is missing right away. But if these creatures are a-around and attacking, then...Ensign Braddock, can you work with McLaren: Solaris McLaren. Taelon: R-right, Lieutenant McLaren, can you and mister Braddock find a-anything you can about them? I-if they're attacking us then we ne= ed to know what they are, for one, other than weird purple things... Braddock: Yes sir. ::He paused and looked over towards Solaris:: Does the= intelligence department have any Information about these Devidians? McLaren: Hmm... probably. But I doubt as if its anything more than what we= can find in the normal library. Braddock: Let's see what we can dig up then, shall we? McLaren: Yea, lets. The more information we get the better we can come up= with a plan. Braddock: It seems like there haven't been very many encounters with these= Devidians, at least not that was recorded. McLaren: Yea. :: She tapped her own console, listening to the other conversations going on around them as well. Part of her mind was still trying to process the scans of the warp core breach as well. :: ::Taelon rubbed his head, listening with half an ear.:: Taelon: Ensign Dehnir, something that can dull a headache but not s-slow me= down would be...really, um, really nice, if you can improvise one. Dehnir: There are some cortical analeptics in here, that will get rid of the headache in no time. Lyndsay: ? Parvosi: ::Eager, innocent:: Hey, let me know if I can help! ::Taelon nodded, gratefully, then paused.:: Taelon: ::Taelon shook his head.:: N-no, I need the headache to stay on some level, otherwise if something...something changes I won't be a= ble to tell... Dehnir: Ah. Okay. ::The doctor went back to the medkit and Taelon pinched the bridge of his= nose. How did you even start to plan without alerting half the starbase? He= was used to having the science department at his beck and call - he=E2=80= =99d hardly realized it, really, until he had to debate calling them. And alerting the Starbase...he should. He knew he should. But who did he even call? All the people he'd have asked for help were gone, eithe= r whisked away by the aliens or by promotions and better opportunities. So who was left?:: McLaren: Ah-ha... heres something... :: She looked to Braddock. :: Braddock/Lyndsay: ? Dehnir: Here you go Commander. This should take the edge off for a short while. oO I hope. Oo Hold still a moment. It should take a few moments to= work its way through your system. ::She pressed the hypospray to his neck and he shuddered as it went to work. It felt cool, slightly numbing. The placebo effect kicked in nearly= instantly, and he let his breath out.:: Taelon: Thank you, Ensign. You found something, Lieutenant? Parvosi: He had his eyes locked on the new officer, interested in both her= and what she had to say - well, interested in a 'she was interesting' sort= of way':: What did you find? McLaren: The Devidians were last encountered in 2369, by the crew of the starship Enterprise. ::Taelon got to his feet, following Parvosi. He stood on tiptoe to see, height letting him see over their heads.:: Parvosi: Oh yeah, that's a big torpedo payload they fired... wonder what was so important that it required an armed response? Taelon: They fired on their planet? ::He paused:: That's - that=E2= =80=99s really...weird. ::But maybe that's why they were here? He read through the rest of the small report, lips pressing into a line.:: Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir: ? McLaren: I'd probably have to go to the Black Tower to get any more information, if it exists... but with how vague this report is... I doubt= it would be of any more use. Parvosi: Well, it doesn't really mention time travel but it does mention the Devidians live in a phase shift state. And that the ship fired on the= planet is a documented fact. Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren: ? Parvosi: ::He shrugged, looking up at the assembled:: Well, I don't what went on there either - but if you were those Devidians, how would you feel= about someone firing on your planet? I mean that's not very friendly, is= it? ::Taelon didn't reply to that, brows knitted together. Given what h= ad happened to what was supposed to have been his home planet, well - that was= a discussion for a different day.:: Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren: ? Parvosi: Well, lots of species believe that if someone attacks them its OK= to attack the aggressors back... ::He frowned a little.:: Taelon: They aren't necessarily...wrong, exactly. But even so=E2=80= =A6. Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? Taelon: If they're out for revenge, they've made an odd cho= ice, right? It's been..awhile? And we're nowhere near w-where the incident occured= ::A phase shifted state. That sounded familiar. He stepped back, rubbing the side of= his face. If they lived in a different phase:: ::His thoughts were interrupted by the doors to the briefing area hissing= open. ARIA flew through, the android's normally blue running lights blazing= an orange-red. It flew directly up to Taelon, scanning him as it flew in a= circle. Taelon finally smiled a bit, relieved. That it'd taken an alerted A= RIA this long to reach him was a problem, but he'd solve that another day...= :: Taelon: *Mi ph=C3=A1, acs=C3=BBl*. ::ARIA's lights instantly turns = blue, and its undulating body seemed to relax.:: Lieutenant, I...think I have an idea. ::He started to pace. ARIA floated silently after him, even when he turned= on his heel and changed direction.:: Maybe. Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? Taelon: A year...no, more than that? Anyway - we had an incident on the holodeck, that, um...well, one of our officers was shifted into another plane for a time. He could see us but not interact with us. If that=E2=80= =99s the plane the Devidians are on, we might be able to use that accident to contact them...or, um, at least figure out what they're up to. Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? Taelon: Well - I don't remember exactly how they got him back, but = he was fine. ::He paused.:: They used a warp core, I think. But he was fine. Mostly. Anyway, the particles he was hit with can be replicated and used, I= hope... Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? Taelon: R-right...Okay. Um, you - ::He pointed at Parvosi:: I need the sensor data for the briefing room at the time of the explosion, thing, whatever. Give it to ARIA. ::He patted the side of the android's he= ad, and it flew over to Parvosi.:: Any and all of it. No matter how unrelated it seems. Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? Taelon: And, um we need Golden Dew. I think intel or security will= have some - they've been confiscating it. Can you two get it? ::He looke= d to Braddock and McLaren.:: Just, um, don't shake it, it's explosive. ::He glanced at Zel.:: Mister Zel, if they can't find any, can you, um..= . ::He left the question hanging. Taelon was fairly sure Zel might know where= some was; the hybrid seemed to keep his nose to the ground.:: Zel: ? Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? ::Taelon let his breath out again. He hadn't stopped pacing even wh= ile pointing at people, but he finally stopped, bouncing on his toes.:: Taelon: Okay. Doctor, Counsellor...your, um, your opinions? I haven=E2=80= =99t exactly...I don't study diplomacy, especially with...weird phase al= iens. Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ? https://i.imgur.com/8ZT8yRm.jpg ^ ARIA, for reference. TAG/TBC Lieutenant Commander Taelon Chief Science Officer Starbase 118 OPs O239303T10 -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "= UFOP: StarBase 118 - StarBase 118 Ops" group. 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(( Starbase 118 - The Hub - P= resent Day ))


Dehnir: So C= ommander, Lieutenant, what's the plan?


McLaren: Seeing that full report would be helpful, y= es.


Lyndsay: ?

<= br>

Parvosi: ::Meekly:: You said aliens. = =C2=A0Do you remember the name of the aliens?


Taelon: I remember the name I was thinking of, now. ::H= e put his hand on a nearby railing, drumming his fingers.:: The Devidians. = They're some sort of extra-dimensional...thing...


Braddock: The Devidians? I've never hea= rd of them.


Taelon: I thin= k it'd be best if we, um, don't let out the crew is missing= right away. But if these creatures are a-around and attacking, then...Ensi= gn Braddock, can you work with


McLaren: Solaris McLaren.


Taelon: R-right, Lieutenant McLaren, can you and mister Brad= dock find a-anything you can about them? I-if they're attacking us = then we need to know what they are, for one, other than weird purple things= ...


Braddock: Yes sir. =C2= =A0::He paused and looked over towards Solaris:: =C2=A0Does the intelligenc= e department have any Information about these Devidians?


McLaren: Hmm... probably. But I doubt as if = its anything more than what we can find in the normal library.

Braddock: Let's see what we can di= g up then, shall we?


McLar= en: Yea, lets. The more information we get the better we can come up with a= plan.


Braddock: It seems = like there haven't been very many encounters with these Devidians, at l= east not that was recorded.


::Taelon rubbed his head, listening with half = an ear.::


Taelon: Ensign = Dehnir, something that can dull a headache but not s-slow me down would be.= ..really, um, really nice, if you can improvise one.


Dehnir: There are some cortical analeptics in = here, that will get rid of the headache in no time.


Lyndsay: ?


Parvosi: ::Eager, innocent:: Hey, let me know if I can help!


::Taelon nodded, gratefully, = then paused.::


Taelon: ::= Taelon shook his head.:: N-no, I need the headache to stay on some level, o= therwise if something...something changes I won't be able to tell..= .


Dehnir: Ah. Okay.=


::The doctor went back to the me= dkit and Taelon pinched the bridge of his nose. How did you even start to p= lan without alerting half the starbase? He was used to having the science d= epartment at his beck and call - he'd hardly realized it, really, u= ntil he had to debate calling them.


And alerting the Starbase...he should. He knew he should. But wh= o did he even call? All the people he'd have asked for help were go= ne, either whisked away by the aliens or by promotions and better opportuni= ties.


So who was left?:: =


McLaren: Ah-ha... heres s= omething... :: She looked to Braddock. ::


Braddock/Lyndsay: ?


Dehnir: Here you go Commander. This should take the edge off for = a short while. oO I hope. Oo Hold still a moment. =C2=A0It should take a fe= w moments to work its way through your system.


::She pressed the hypospray to his neck and he shudd= ered as it went to work. It felt cool, slightly numbing. The placebo effect= kicked in nearly instantly, and he let his breath out.::


Taelon: Thank you, Ensign. You found someth= ing, Lieutenant?


Parvosi:= He had his eyes locked on the new officer, interested in both her and what= she had to say - well, interested in a 'she was interesting' sort = of way':: =C2=A0What did you find?


McLaren: The Devidians were last encountered in 2369, by the= crew of the starship Enterprise.


::Taelon got to his feet, following Parvosi. He stood on tiptoe to = see, height letting him see over their heads.::


Parvosi: Oh yeah, that's a big torpedo payload t= hey fired... wonder what was so important that it required an armed respons= e?


Taelon: They fired on t= heir planet? ::He paused:: That's - that's really...weird. =


::But maybe that's wh= y they were here? He read through the rest of the small report, lips pressi= ng into a line.::


Braddoc= k/Lyndsay/Dehnir: ?


McLare= n: I'd probably have to go to the Black Tower to get any more informati= on, if it exists... but with how vague this report is... I doubt it would b= e of any more use.


Parvosi= : Well, it doesn't really mention time travel but it does mention the D= evidians live in a phase shift state. =C2=A0And that the ship fired on the = planet is a documented fact.


Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren: ?


Parvosi: ::He shrugged, looking up at the assembled:: Well, I d= on't what went on there either - but if you were those Devidians, how w= ould you feel about someone firing on your planet? =C2=A0I mean that's = not very friendly, is it?


= ::Taelon didn't reply to that, brows knitted together. Given what h= ad happened to what was supposed to have been his home planet, well - that = was a discussion for a different day.::


Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren: ?


Parvosi: Well, lots of species believe that if some= one attacks them its OK to attack the aggressors back... =C2=A0::He frowned= a little.::


Taelon: They = aren't necessarily...wrong, exactly. But even so.

Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Pa= rvosi: ?


Taelon: If they= 're out for revenge, they've made an odd choice, right? It= 's been..awhile? And we're nowhere near w-where the inciden= t occured::A phase shifted state. That sounded familiar. He steppe= d back, rubbing the side of his face. If they lived in a different phase=E2= =80=A6::


::His thoughts we= re interrupted by the doors to the briefing area hissing open. ARIA flew th= rough, the android's normally blue running lights blazing an orange-red= . It flew directly up to Taelon, scanning him as it flew in a circle.


Taelon finally smiled a bit, re= lieved. That it'd taken an alerted ARIA this long to reach him was = a problem, but he'd solve that another day...::


Taelon: Mi ph=C3=A1, acs=C3=BBl. ::ARI= A's lights instantly turns blue, and its undulating body seemed to = relax.:: Lieutenant, I...think I have an idea. ::He started to pace. ARIA f= loated silently after him, even when he turned on his heel and changed dire= ction.:: Maybe.


Braddock/= Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ?


Taelon: A year...no, more than that? Anyway - we had an incident on= the holodeck, that, um...well, one of our officers was shifted into anothe= r plane for a time. He could see us but not interact with us. If that=E2=80= =99s the plane the Devidians are on, we might be able to use that accident = to contact them...or, um, at least figure out what they're up to. <= /span>


Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/Mc= Laren/Parvosi: ?


Taelon: W= ell - I don't remember exactly how they got him back, but he was fi= ne. ::He paused.:: They used a warp core, I think. But he was fine. Mostly.= Anyway, the particles he was hit with can be replicated and used, I hope..= .


Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/= McLaren/Parvosi: ?


Taelon:= R-right...Okay. Um, you - ::He pointed at Parvosi:: I need the sensor data= for the briefing room at the time of the explosion, thing, whatever. Give = it to ARIA. ::He patted the side of the android's head, and it flew= over to Parvosi.:: Any and all of it. No matter how unrelated it seems. = =C2=A0


Braddock/Lyndsay/De= hnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ?


Ta= elon: And, um we need Golden Dew. I think intel or security will h= ave some - they've been confiscating it. Can you two get it? ::He l= ooked to Braddock and McLaren.:: Just, um, don't shake it, it's exp= losive. ::He glanced at Zel.:: Mister Zel, if they can't find any, = can you, um...


::He left t= he question hanging. Taelon was fairly sure Zel might know where some was; = the hybrid seemed to keep his nose to the ground.::


Zel: ?


Braddock/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ?


::Taelon let his breath out again. He hadn=E2= =80=99t stopped pacing even while pointing at people, but he finally stoppe= d, bouncing on his toes.::


Braddo= ck/Lyndsay/Dehnir/McLaren/Parvosi: ?



https://i.imgur.com/8Z= T8yRm.jpg
= ^ ARIA, for reference.

TAG/TBC


Lieutenant= Commander Taelon

Chief Science Officer

Sta= rbase 118 OPs

O239303T10

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