Mission Summary:

Station:
The crew was able to disable the Klingon Bird of Prey and transport the crew onto the station and into custody.  An away team is being prepared to board the the ship to search for what they were hiding.  During this time they received word from the USS Thomas that they had been disabled by a Romulan ship that proceeded to rendezvous with the Pakled ship.  They have made arrangements with Admiral T'Sar to use the USS Falchion in order to intercept the Romulans.

Away Team:
The CEO was able to talk the Pakleds into trusting him and thus get out of the holding cell.  When he was able, he sabotaged the Pakled ship so that the power grid would go down.  Once the power grid was down, and the away team found hidden panels to jamming systems and locking mechanisms, they made their escape.  After free from the holding cell, they headed to the bridge to overtake the Pakleds there and gain command of the ship.  Just as they broke through, they found themselves transported into the brig of a Romulan Warbird.  Before the Romulan's broke away from the Pakled ship and set course for the Station and the Klingon ship being held there, they disabled the Pakled ship leaving it to float helplessly in space.

<@Susan> 
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<@CO_Claymore> 
	ALL: stations report.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::sits on the floor::

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@TO: Any luck at all Jazra?

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@:: Standing in the cell ::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::sits on the floor:: CSO: How’s the head?

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@CSO: Mr. Washudoin, can you hear me over there?

<+TO_Dee> 
	@XO: No sir.

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@ ::sitting in the brig waiting for something to happen::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@CEO: Never better.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@XO: Yes Sir?

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@CSO: Sorry I had to do that. ::looks over at Julline:: CMO: You okay?

<@Susan> 
	ACTION:  Arcadia's Sensors detect the Klingon ship's warp core 	destabilizing.

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@::shrugs:: CEO: Yeah.... fine.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@CSO: Have you had any luck with any escape attempts?

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: We're currently on an intercept course with the Romulan ship. All 	systems operating at optimal levels.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@TO: Don't worry about it, Jazra.  I know you'll find a way out of here.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::moves a little closer:: CMO: You forget something ::taps his forehead:: 	I can tell when you aren't telling me something.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@CMO: Doctor, how are you holding up?

<@CO_Claymore> 
	OPS: ETA?

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@XO: Not yet Sir.

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
	::sees the sensors indicate the destabilization on the stations sensors::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	::Makes a small adjustment to a power level::

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@XO: Fine. Thanks.

<+TO_Dee> 
	@::wishes she felt the same way that he did::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
	@TalFCO:  Bring us around and head for Arcadia.  We need to retrieve a few 	things.

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@ CEO: I am about as fine as I can be in this situation.

<@Susan> 
	ACTION:  ETA to intercept with the Talmore is 10 minutes.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@CMO: We're going to be out of here soon.  I have every confidence in 	that.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: Current ETA 10 minutes sir.

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@::nods:: XO: If you say so. ::smiles::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::nods:: CMO: Okay...we'll get out of here....promise. ::winks and stands 	up and walks to the force field and looks at it:: XO: You know I could 	disable this with a phaser and tricorder...anyone got one?

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@CMO: I want you to work on strengthening your mental resolve.  I know the 	Chief is very good at that.  Have him practice with you and focus your 	energies on becoming mentally tough in case we need to be.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@CEO: I appreciate the attempt at humor, Chief.  Do your best over there.

<+TO_Dee> 
	@::sarcastically:: CEO: Sorry, I left it in my other suit.

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@ XO: That would be assuming that the Romulans are going to interrogate 	me.... I don't expect they will.

<@CO_Claymore> 
	::nods:: OPS: Keep us on course.

<+CTO_Mrlr> 
	::checking the tactical sensors::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: Aye sir. ::checks that the OPS controls are still patched into the 	CONN::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@TO: Gee... what kind of Tactical Person are you? ::laughs:: XO: Sir...I 	hate to say it but they will more then likely go after you first.

<@CO_Claymore> 
	CTO: Tactical status?

<+TO_Dee> 
	@::thinks 'not if she has anything to say about it they won't'::

<+Sec_T`Llanah> 
	@::works busily at her station on the bridge of the Romulan ship::

<+XO_Danforth> @CEO/CMO: Yes, they probably will.  ::takes a deep breath::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	::swipes some orange dust off the flight controls, and wonders if T'Sar 	knows that her pilot is eating cheetos on duty?::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@:: begins pacing again, thinking about how he wants to see the coward 	that did this ::

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@::closes her eyes and waits::

<+XO_Danforth> 	
	@::turns to the TO:: TO: Dee ::he says, approaching the wise Trill side of 	her:: you know they are going to go after me first don't you?

<@Susan> 
	ACTION: A Romulan security team enters the brig and begins to interrogate 	the away team.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
	@::Stands and strolls over behind Lt T'Llanah::  TalFCO:  I believe I 	asked you to bring us around and head for the Arcadia.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::looks at the Romulan that just entered and looks right at him::

<+TO_Dee> 
	@XO: ::nods::  Yes sir that thought has crossed my mind.

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@::sits up and looks at the Romulans when they enter the brig area::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	::checks the navigational maps for any potential ambush sites near the 	intercept point::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@:: Shows some teeth to the Romulan cowards ::

<@Susan> 
	ACTION:  ETA to Klingon warp core destabilization is 5 minutes.

<+TO_Dee> 
	@::sees the Romulans and moves in front of the XO a bit::

<+TalFCO> 
	@Tsail: Aye, sir.  Course change in progress.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@TO: When they take me, you need to protect the others.  Help support the 	CSO as much as possible.  Somehow, I'll make it back, and I expect all of 	you to be in top shape when I return.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::looks at the commander and shakes his head no::

<+Sec_T`Llanah> 
	@::stands menacingly in front of the away team::

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@::turns to see the Romulans::

<@Susan> 
	ACTION:  The Falchion's sensors indicate the Talmore is 3 minutes out.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@Romulans: I am Commander Christian Xavier Danforth of the Federation 	Station Arcadia.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: New ETA, 3 minutes.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@Romulans: I am in command of this team.  I suggest you release us now.

<@CO_Claymore> 
	OPS: prepare to bring us along side.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
	@TalSec:  How far are we from the Station?

<+TalSec> 
	@*Cpt_T'Sail*: Sir ETA is 3 hours.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::whispers to Julline:: CMO: You will be okay...::squeezes her hand::

<+Sec_T`Llanah> 
	@XO: Don't be so foolish. We're not finished with you yet....::tiny 	smirk::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: Aye aye sir. ::makes a small course correction. Bumps the IDF up 	slightly so no one with notice it::

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@::not really worried, just resigned to her "fate"::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
	@:: Moves closer to the field to get a better look at the Romulans, and to 	hear better ::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	::makes sure that the tactical systems have more than enough power.::

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@::looks menacingly at Sec_T'Llanah and speaks to her in Romulan:: 	SEC_T'Llanah: Don't do anything to harm my crew or I will find you in 	whatever backwater hole you crawl into and make sure you regret it.

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
	#::leaving her station to go to the Klingon ship's engineering section to 	try to stabilize the warp core::

<@Susan> 
	ACTION: ETA to intercepting the Romulan ship is 1 minute.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
	@::lets go of Julline's hand and walks up to the force field::

<+CTO_Mrlr> 
 	CO: Sir, ETA is one minute from the Romulan ship.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: ::looks at his console:: ETA now 1 minute.

<+TO_Dee> 
	@::quietly moves slightly behind the XO and watches the Romulan::

<@CO_Claymore> 
	OPS: Any updates from the station?

<+CMO_D`han> 
	@::watches everything, sitting there and crosses her arms::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
	CO: Haven’t heard anything yet.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
	@XO: Big words for such a small species... you'll soon find out what it 	means to be a prisoner of us... ::grins::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
	@*T'Llanah*:  Let me know how the interrogation is proceeding.  We are 	heading toward the Station.

<+TO_Dee> 
	@T'Llanah: I do know. ::couragously::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
	@*Cpt*: Yes Sir.

<+XO_Danforth> 
	@Sec_T_Llanah: You underestimate us.  For a Romulan, you certainly have 	less cunning than I would have expected.

<@CO_Claymore> 
	OPS: Allright, it will have to wait then. Bring us to a full stop in the 	Romulan's path. CTO: Shields and weapons. Open hailing frequencies.

<@Susan> 
	ACTION: The warp core on the Klingon ship continues to destabilize, core 	breech alarms begin ro ring throughout the ship.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
T'Llanah: Weak? I'll show you the meaning of weak ::loses it a little and punches the force field::

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
#::arriving in the engineering section of the Klingon ship she begins to stabilize the core::

<+CTO_Mrlr> 
CO: Aye sir. ::brings up shields and weapons::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir. ::makes another slight correction to bring the Falchion to a stop in front of the Romulans::

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
# Self: Blast the core is going to breach.  Got to get it stabilized before it blows a hole in the station.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  T'lisha's repairs work and the core begins to stabilize.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::laughs:: XO: You are not worth such efforts....::glares at the TO:: TO: But perhaps you are...

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::falls back to the deck::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@CSO: Mr. Washudoin, calm him down.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalCTO:  Be ready to lower shields when we close in on the station.  Fire full rounds immediately.  Aim for their shields and weapons.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  Proximity alerts sound throughout the Romulan ship as the Falchion moves into position.

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::goes to the CEO, pulls him back to the bench to look at his hand, sees it is burnt:: CEO: Now that was stupid!

<+TO_Dee> 
@::thinks her plan is working::

<+CTO_Mrlr> 
CO: ::Hailing frequencies open, sir.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Full stop sir.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::steps further in front of the TO:: T'Llanah: And why would you say that?

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@XO: Understood CMO: Doctor control your friend please. CEO: Settle down there.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::hears the alarms and smiles at the Romulan:: T'Llanah: Nice knowing you.

<@CO_Claymore> 
COMM: Rom: This is the USS Falchion. I am Captain Jason Claymore. We know you are out there. Your presence in this space is in violation of treaty. Explain.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::sits back on the bench and shrugs his shoulders:: CMO: Sorry...just thought....I don’t know.

<+Cpt_Tsail>
@TalCTO:  Belay that order, Major.  Go to Red Alert.

<@CO_Claymore> 
::stands for a forceful front when the viewer comes on::

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
#::seeing that her repairs are working she continues until it is done::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::ignores the XO and laughs at the CEO:: CEO/CMO: Stupid actions for stupid people

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: I hope that isn't something that you can't handle. ::he says sarcastically::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::monitors the power levels closely::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Klingon warp core stabilizes and T'lisha is able to resume her search of the ship.

<@CO_Claymore> 
::looks back at the CTO:: CTO: Anything?

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@T'Llanah: Come in here and say that. ::glares at the Romulan::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@CEO: That is your problem sometimes, Lan.... you don't think. You are always so rash. The only way we are to get out of this at all is by remaining calm and waiting for an opportunity. ::ignores the Romulan behind her... they are just as bad as the Cardassians::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Motions for the CEO to stay there ::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::glances at the Ion trail on his nav-chart. Looks like the right place::

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
#::seeing it is running the way it should, she continues her search of the Klingon ship::

<+TO_Dee> 
@::clenches and unclenches her fist::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::stays in place:: CMO: I live by the seat of my pants Julline.

<@Susan> 
ACTION: The Falchion takes a stance in front of the Talmore, forcing them to halt their advance.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::shakes her head:: CEO: You wish....

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@COMM: Falchion:  Captain, we have nothing to talk about.  Remove your ship or suffer the consequences!

<+CTO_Mrlr> 
::looks at her console for any sign the Romulans are responding:: CO: No sir, not yet.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: stares at the Romluan :: T'Llanah: I would release us now if you were smart. Are friends are very persistent.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalCTO:  Ready weapons and fire on my mark.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::hears the COMM, and raises an eyebrow::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@T'Llanah: I don’t wish... you are the one who is wishing. You call us weak? You don't know us yet!

<+XO_Danforth> 
@CEO: Chief.  You will show discipline or face the consequences upon our return.  I need you to be strong Chief.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalFCO:  Hold your ground.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
Self: ::whispers:: Well, don't they think they're something?

<@CO_Claymore> 
CTO: A warning shot... fifty meters off their bow... or your best guess of their bow.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@CEO: All you Federation are the same! Foolish and thoughtless....

<@Susan> 
ACTION: The Talmore Tactical officer de-cloaks, brings shields to full and fires without orders.

<+CMO_D`han> 
@ CEO: I see. And it will get you killed. ::seriously wants to smack him around herself, but knows it won't get her anywhere:: If you want to think long term, I suggest you don't live by the seat of your pants.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@XO: Aye sir... but its tough... ::closes his eyes and concentrates on his hand::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  T'Lisha and her team find a stash of bio-memenic gel and other bio-genic weapons.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: Your time has come.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Hears the insults from the Romulans, maintains his elite Klingon composure ::

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: Evasives... any damage?

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::engages an evasive maneuver::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalCTO:  Hold fire!!!  You fire only on my command or you will find yourself in the brig!

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Checking!

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
#COM: Falchion: CO: Sir I have found the stash of weapons on the Klingon ship.

<@CO_Claymore> 
COMM: Talmore: If that's the way you want to end this I'm prepared to send you back across the Neutral Zone in pieces.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalCTO:  Get us cloaked and move around the Falchion!

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Talmore's fire makes contact, causing feedback through the tactical systems.  Mrlr is thrown back from her console unconscious as sparks fly from the console.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@AwayTeam: Get ready to go home.  Our friends have come.

<@CO_Claymore> 
::looks back at the CTO and orders the backup to fire weapons on the Talmore::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: Just remember, what matters is not who wins the battle, but who wins the war.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  D'han's treatment of Hoyt's hand aids in the healing process and the skin begins to regenerate.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::hears the crackle of the CTO's console, and cuts power to it. Redirects to an auxiliary::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::gives him a medication for the pain:: CEO: This will help with the hands.... I'll let it take effect before rubbing the durmaline gel on them.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::strides up to the XO:: XO: That's right... and when it all comes down to it... the Romulans will be on top...

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::has his eyes closed and concentrates and nods::

<+TO_Dee> 
@::doesn't think this is a very effective interrogation::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  Talmore's tactical officer takes the ship back to cloak.

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
#COM: Falchion: CO: Sir????? I have found the stash of weapons from the Klingon ship.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Falchion's return fire causes the Talmore's shields to drop to 90%.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: Only on top of the dung heap my Romulan friend.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: It looks like they got a hit on us, but only enough to cause energy feedback through the systems.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::braces as the ship shakes a bit::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Begins laughing a bit at the XO's word, continuing to stare directly at the Romulan ::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
*sickbay*: Med team to the bridge. Report any casualties.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalCTO:  Too slow.  You will never disobey me again.  ::Aims disruptor at the tactical officer and fires without emotion::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: You must be new.  You're not very good at this interrogation technique.

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::starts to rub the gel on his hand, is a bit jostled when the ship rocks::

<@CO_Claymore> 
::returns to his seat:: OPS: Good, bring us to bare on their propulsion systems.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir. ::brings the ship to bear:: Ready sir.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalTO:  Take his position and follow my orders to the letter.  *Security*:  Move to the bridge and retrieve the CTO's body.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::opens his eyes:: CMO: I am sorry for the loss of control Julline... I am just frustrated about all this. I just want to protect you and the others.

<@CO_Claymore> 
Tactical: fire torpedoes.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::stands firm even as the ship rocks, able to weather the storm and just looking fiercely into T'Llanah's eyes::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Talmore's CTO is vaporized and the TO takes his place.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
<Falchion medic> ::enters bridge. Follows the smell of burnt fur to the CTO, and begins tending to her wounds::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalTO:  Get us around the Falchion, now!!  Shunt full power to shields!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@ CEO: Lan I understand.... but you have to be smart about it... and that was not smart.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@XO: You are just looking for the chance to escape... I will not let that happen... I would kill you all first

<@CO_Claymore> 
COMM: Arcadia: Sec: Catalogue them, and use all precautions against contamination.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
<Falchion Tactical> CO: Aye sir! ::fires::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  One of T'llanah's team opens the holding cell that contains the CMO, CEO, and CSO and 6 officers enter the cell.  

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::nods:: CMO: yeah...

<+TO_Dee> 
@T'Llanah: ::smirks:: Why would we want to escape.  It appears I have little to worry about with you.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalTO:  Yessir!  ::Moves ship to the left of the Falchion and reinforces shields::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::stands up and steps in front of Julline::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::looks at the open door, surprised::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Talmore shakes from the Falchion's attack.  Shields continue to drop... 70%.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::performs a quick scan to try and isolate the away teams vital signs, so the Falchion can try to avoid hitting them::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Makes his way to attack ::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: You would never get the chance.  ::stares meaningfully at T'Llanah::

<+TO_Dee> 
@::starts to panic a bit as they were not to go into the other cell first in her plan::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@XO: Commander...we have a problem!

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: If we get a lock on the away team, transport them immediately.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::looks for any comms from the Talmore. ::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::smiles menacingly:: XO/TO: We'll see who worries now.....

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::preprograms a transport sequence so he can plug in the away team's signals given the chance::

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
#COMM: Falchion: CO: Yes sir, I am already proceeding with the cataloguing of the weapons.

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::looks wide eyed at the Romulans surprised they are coming over to their cell and not the XO's::

<+TO_Dee> 
@T'Llanah: Ha! I laugh at you ignorance. ::flips her hair::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  2 of the Talmore's security officers draw their weapons and hold them on the CSO & CEO while the remaining 4 drag D'han from the cell.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@::Holds on to her seat as the ship rocks::  TalFCO:  Move us behind the Falchion.  TalTO: Status on shields.  Shunt more power if needed.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::stands there menacingly:: T'Llanah: ::in Romulan:: You will never find a place far enough away to hide from my wrath if you should harm any of them.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::tries to get past the guards:: CMO: Julline!!! NO!!!! 

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::boosts power to the IDF and SIF. Checks tactical power levels::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::nods to the officers:: Tal_Sec: Take her to the interrogation chamber

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::gets dragged away:: Romulan: Why me? I don't know anything....

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Puts a hand in front of the CEO :: CEO: Let’s not make this worse for us all!

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@CEO: She'll be ok.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@CSO: Back off ::madness flares up on his face::

<@Susan> 
<Romulan># CMO: So you say, but they are protecting you.  You know more than what you say.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Sir, if I'm not mistaken, we have fighters too. If we're looking to knock down their shields, a multi-vectored attack might be just the ticket.

<@CO_Claymore> 
COMM: Talmore: I'm more than willing to accept your surrender at any time.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::takes a swing at a guard and tries to knock the disruptor out of his hand::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@:: goes with them:: Self: Prophets...

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: ::glances at a readout:: of course we only have 1/2 the pilots aboard.

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: Send out those fighters... and a general hail to all Starfleet ships... let's make them worry a little more.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@CEO: Stand down man! :: Looks his directly in the eye ::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Gladly sir.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::leaves the room with the CMO grinning back at the away team:: Away Team: She won't be permanently damaged....::grins::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Talmore has moved to aft of the Falchion as their shields drop to 60%.  Their fire causes the Falchion's shields to drop to 85%.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::eyes betray her outward confidence as she desperately looks for a way to get out::  T'Llanah: I know more than she does... I am a trill that used to be a high ranking SF officer.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
*Fighters*: Scramble. Let's see if we can knock down their shields!

<+SEC_Lt_T`Lisha> 
::resumes her cataloguing of the weapons::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
T'Llanah: Take me instead... leave her alone...you hurt her and I will hunt you down to the ends of this universe!

<+XO_Danforth> 
@T'Llanah: ::in Romulan:: You will never be able to hide far enough away.  Just remember that!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@All: Don't worry... I'll be back they'll see that I don't know anything.

<@CO_Claymore> 
COMM: Arcadia: Sec: Keep me updated, and keep looking for things concerning Richards.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Grabs the CEO from behind pulling him back a little ::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::watches as the Romulans throw her into the chair:: Sec: Tie her up

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalTO:  Fire again.  Full spread.  We must get away from them and get to the Klingon ship.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
Com: Any Starfleet vessels:: All Starfleet vessels, this is the USS Falchion at coordinates 135m065. We are engaged with a hostile Romulan ship. Please support if available.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Falchion’s pilots scramble for their ships and a flurry of fighters launch from the bays and begin strafing runs on the Talmore.

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: Go into Evasive plans Delta with the launch sequence.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
T'Llanah: Take me instead please... Leave her alone!!

<+XO_Danforth> 
@AwayTeam: We have to find a way out now.  They are desperate, but they could hurt her.  Look for a weakness.  Anything.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir. ::engages Evasive plan Delta.::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@CMO: Okay... ::swoops in close to her face::... talk

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::notes the power drop in shields. Shifts some power from the recreation deck.::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@COMM: Falchion:  You should not be so premature.  I believe your surrender will be imminent.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::goes to wall of the cell and hits it:: Errrr

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The Falchion takes a hit that drains shields to 25%, as the Talmore's shields approach critical.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::nods to the Security to inject her::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@ T'Llan: What do you want to know? I was born on Bajor... my mother was a doctor and my father a Vedik.....

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::smacks her hard across the face::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::Prepares to attempt transporter lock on any non-Romulan vital signs::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@CSO: Why did you hold me back!

<@CO_Claymore> 
Tactical: Step up your fire, get them down.  OPS: Tap auxiliaries, transfer to the shields.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@CMO: Cut with the pleasantries... You know very well what I'm talking about!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::winces at the pain but looks back at her with a glare::

<+TO_Dee> 
@::turns and looks with a tear at the CMO::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalFCO:  Continue evasive maneuvers.  TalCTO:  Fire again.  Put them out of commission.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@XO: Commander they’re hurting her! If they do anything... so help me god!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@ T'Llanah: Why don't you ask me a freaking question... otherwise I have no idea what you are talking about!

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@CEO: They wont kill her, anything that doesn't kill her will make her stronger. And you'll have your chance soon enough to do what you will.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::grins down at the CMO:: CMO: This is a special little trick that I like to use.... it's a nerve toxin..... the pain will only increase the longer you hold out information.....

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir. :: Pulls more power from auxiliary energy sources::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::looks at the hypo they are injecting her with, a bit concerned::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
<Falchion Tactical> CO: Aye sir! ::opens up with anything that will bear::

<@CO_Claymore> 
::looks at the tactical display on his armchair::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@CTO:  Transfer all available power to shields.  We must have protection.  TalFCO:  Move us farther from the Falchion.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@CMO: So you better think about what you want to tell me... you can take your time if you wish... I don't mind watching people in pain.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  Starfleet responds that assistance will arrive within 2 hours as the Thomas is repaired and 6 hours as another the USS Fervor is moving to assist.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@XO: She's scared... I can feel what she is going through.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::towers above the CMO with her arms crossed::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::considers suggesting ramming course... since it's not really their ship... then decides against it... so just keeps the idea to himself::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  As the two ships go head to head, both of their shields fail.  The pinpoint targeting knocks out weapons systems, and power begins to flicker on the Talmore.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::takes off his shirt as the power flickers and throws it against the cell shields::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::begins to feel the pain as it starts at her extremities:: T'Llan: I take it you just want to torture me... ask me something anything... ::grimaces::

<+TO_Dee> 
@XO: Commander... ::Fear evident in her voice::

<@CO_Claymore> 
::shudders from another blast:: OPS: Damage report?

<@Susan> 
ACTION: The power failures on the Talmore cause the force fields on the holding cells to collapse and the away team find themselves free.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Watches the lights flicker around, thinking this looks good ::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::looks at the force field and readies himself to jump at the Romulans::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@TO: Jazra, it'll be allright.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::tries to get a transport lock on the away team::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@AwayTeam: Go! Go! Go!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@ T'Llanah: I grew up on Bajor and when the Federation came and helped us after the Cardassians left I wanted nothing more than to serve in Starfleet

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@::Stands as the Talmore::  TalOPS:  Report!!  Can we do nothing to regain power?

<+TO_Dee> 
@::sees her chance and despite her fear rushes the guards on the outside swing for a knockout::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: both forward shields down... ours and theirs.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@exits the cell and heads directly for the room with the CMO::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::looks up around at the power flickers and moves in on the CMO, shoving a phaser rifle to her neck::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::hits the transport button to see if it will work.::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Runs out of the cell aiming for a Romulan ::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::bursts through the door, knowing that the TO is backing him up.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@XO: You come any closer and I'll kill her... right here and now...

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::takes a swing at the first Romulan he sees and grabs his disruptor::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::raises a transport inhibitor field around the bridge and engineering::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::feels the pain go up her arms and in to her shoulders, up her legs and into her hips::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::follows the XO::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::shoves the rifle harder to her neck and fires::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::holds up his hands to the rest of the away team::

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: Get them out, on the double. COMM: Fighters: All fighters return to base. CTO: Cover their return.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::tries to scare up some more power to the forward shield::

<+TO_Dee> 
@ No!!!!!! ::rushes the Romulan::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 	
@CMO:JULLINE!!!!!!!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::collapses::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Trying sir. ::tries to transport again::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  The remaining members of the Romulan security team moves to keep the away team from escaping as T'Llanah shoots D'han.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@TalCTO:  Take command and work on restoring power.  I will be in my ready room.  ::Moves quickly into her room and sets lock on the door.::  COMM: Falchion: Captain Claymore we must speak!

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::raises the disruptor he took and fires at T'Llanah::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::jumps at T'Llanah as she fires at the CMO::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::holds up her rifle:: Away Team: Alright! Who wants to join your friend!

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  D'han crumples to the floor as T'Llanah's shot hits home.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::in her advancement is slowed by the another Romulan and begins to fight him in hand to hand::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::struggles through:: T'Llanah: You animal!

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
::rotates the Falchion so that another shield faces the Talmore. Tries to transport again::

<@CO_Claymore> 
Tactical: hold fire. OPS: brings us to a stop.

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  Hoyt's shot rings true and T'llanah falls.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::smiles maliciously:: CEO: Come and find out how much of an animal I am

<@CO_Claymore> 
COMM: Talmore: I'm listening.

<+Talmore_SEC_T`sha> 
@::brings her rifle to bear on the CEO:: CEO: Stop or I will drop you where you stand.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir. Full stop.

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::crumbles to the floor::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::fires at T'sha:: T'sha: Yeah really?!

<+TO_Dee> 
::round kicks T'sha from behind to the head::

<@Susan> 
ACTION:  T'sha falls stunned.

<+Talmore_SEC_T`sha> 
@T'Llanah: I will protect you.........ugh!

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: Begin repairs... shields take priority.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::falls to Julline's side::

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@COMM: Falchion:  It is imperative that you not destroy this ship.  I and some of this crew need to be retrieved.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::looks down at him::  T'sha: Not likely.

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@:: Watches the chaos and is proud ::

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::weakly tries to raise her rifle at the attackers::

<+Talmore_SEC_T`sha> ::lays unconscious on the floor::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@::puts his hands on either side of Jullines head and concentrates as much as he can and tries::

<+TO_Dee> 
@::steps on the phaser::

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::barely holding onto life, feels Lan by her side and tries to project a specific emotion... her love for him::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Sir, one of the away team signatures may be serious injured.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::stands over the CMO, searching for any signs of life::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@TO: Take guard at the door.

<@CO_Claymore> 
::stands:: COMM: Talmore: I don't think your ship is that damaged, we can take you in if you simply give me a surrender.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@CMO: Hold on, Doctor.  Come back to us.

<@Susan> 
ACTION: The away team becomes confused as they see Romulan officers turning on each other.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@Julline: Hold on... please... don't leave me! I love you!

<+CMO_D`han> 
@::spirit departs for the Bajoran afterlife::

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
@XO: Get us out of here! Please....

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@COMM: Talmore:  Captain, lock onto my signal and beam me aboard.  I will explain.  I cannot talk right now.

<+TO_Dee> 
@::kicks the phaser away and gets to the door not understanding why the Romulans are starting to fight themselves::

<+XO_Danforth> 
@TO: Get weapons for each of us.  Shu'do, watch over the Chief and the Doctor.

<+XO_Danforth> 
@::stands up:: All Romulans: What is going on here?

<+Talmore_Sec_T`Llanah> 
@::is weak but tries to fight it::

<+CSO_Washudoin> 
@XO: Understood.

<@CO_Claymore> 
OPS: Get the away team and Captain Tsail.

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
CO: Aye sir. However I can't get enough of a signal from up here.

<+Cpt_Tsail> 
@::Removes the disruptor and lets it fall to the floor::

<+OPS_Hawkes> 
*Transporter room*: Try to transport the Away Team and Tsail aboard. I'm giving you secondary priority for a few moments::

<@Susan> 
ACTION: The transport lock succeeds, and the away team along with Tsail materialize aboard the Falchion.

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
::holds Julline close and starts to sob:: Julline: May the Prophets guide you on your journey through the stars

<+XO_Danforth> 
CEO: Chief... is there nothing more you can do?

<+CEO_Hoyt> 
XO: She's gone... and it's my fault!! I couldn't protect her... this should have been me lying here... me in her arms!

<@Susan> 
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