ARC 14 - Blowing Kisses in the Wind - Mission 7 - 11310.08

Summary:  The Claymore has returned to the area around the Albidar system.  Two days later the Starfleet Cargo ship USS Flint arrives from Deep Space 3.  The Flint carries new crew assigned to the USS Claymore, supplies, and the Cormolian merchant vessel Tor Vera.  As supplies are beamed into Cargo bay 1 and crew beamed aboard to transporter room one and two, the Tor Vera is brought into Shuttle bay 1.  4.25 days have passed since the Claymore's arrival…

***************** Resume Mission *********************

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::On the bridge, looking through telemetry::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::In OR1, in her surgical scrubs, overseeing the "bombard Hawk with anti-proton radiation and hope it reverts most of his DNA to normal" phase of his treatment::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::In the back of her mind she keeps back her worry for Theron.  This was not his area of expertise.::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
::Above shuttle bay one in the control booth he wanted to see the ship come in::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Walks out onto the bridge from her Ready Room and over to Senn.::  CSO: Anything on sensors yet Commander?
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::In the conference room, filing some necessary paperwork for the cover identities of the away team::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Turns slightly::  CO:  Ahhh... good.  Not good sensors, but good you are here.  ::Turns back around::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Motions her hand toward one of her screens::  CO:  Nice... empty, strangely empty screen.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  There are not any vessels in that sector.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
::Turns to look at the crewman at his post:: Flight Ops: Pretty small ship. I'm amazed there are 2 decks in that thing. ::The Crewman just nods in response:: I am going down to look at it. ::Heads out of the control booth::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  But... ::Points to another screen::  Here, we have some confusing readings near where the outpost should be.

@SCENE: The bright lights of the surgical ward had faded.  It was black...  Very very black.   Then came something.  A single speck of metallic dust in the distance.

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Motions to a third small screen::  The black nebula is coming in as it should.  There are at least four new star formations going on.  As long as we stay clear of those, we should be able to hide in the nebula... with the PPPDC armor.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Turns back around::  CO:  I am getting larger than normal interference from one system.  I can tell there are planets and a binary star, but I am unable to get any data on the planets... or if there is anything in the system.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Peers out at the speck...  in some part of his mind realizing this shouldn't be happening, but mostly going with the flow.  That's what one does in a coma::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Moves over to look at the screen.::  CSO: No vessels could be a good thing.  ::Looks at the other screen::  Confusing readings how so Commander.

CNS Lt Foster says:
::In his quarters, having just changed out of his uniform into something a bit less suspicious, he grabs a small bag with his gear and heads out of the room toward the shuttlebay.::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Before she can really look at the second screen Senn motions to a third screen.  She was a bit to tired for all this shuffling around with no time to really process.  She cleared her mind and tried to focus on what she was saying.::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
::Moments later he enters Shuttle bay 1 and approaches the Tor Vera::
CTO Lt Kytides says:
::Stands and adjusts his clothes, feeling uncomfortable back in them but marginally satisfied with his preparation, and exits the office and armory, heading for a turbolift::

@SCENE:  The speck dances in the distance as if caught in a breeze that shouldn't be there.

CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Monitors Hawk's vitals as the radiation treatment is administered:: RN WO Sren: Watch the levels...keep it below two ppm.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Notices the captain is tired::  CO:  Sorry, captain.  Any confusing readings where there should be none, is worrisome.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Finishes looking at the third screen and stands up straighter, looking at Senn::  CSO: Could that system be where the outpost is and perhaps why there is so much interference?
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  It is as good an inference as any.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
::Taps comm badge:: *XO*: Chief Engineer to Commander Damrok, permission to inspect the Tor Vera sir?
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Curiosity killing the cat and all, decides to get up and go see what this speck is.  Briefly hopes the surgical team won't mind if he takes a break..  maybe they won't notice.  Heads after the speck::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
*CEO*:  She is at your disposal, Lieutenant.  Compile a quick report that tells me everything that the technical specifications do not.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Nods::  CSO: Can you modify sensors to break up the interference.

@SCENE:  The speck continues to move away ever so slowly.  Its dances about in some random pattern as a distant lite source twinkles off it every few moments.

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Looks up at T’Shara with a lifted brow as she considers.::
CTO Lt Kytides says:
::Enters a lift and gives one last, quick tug at his casual clothes before stopping himself::  TL:  Shuttle Bay 1.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Runs a finger around the inside of the high collar of his black turtleneck, unused to civilian wear these days::

@ACTION:  Within the surgical ward in sickbay Hawk’s neuroscans seems to indicate he is active when all other readings show he is in a coma.

CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Frowns as he can't seem to get any closer to the magic speck.  Starts to jog, then breaks into a run.  Finally, leaps in the air and, with his hands in front of him and a suddenly appearing red cape fluttering behind, flies after the spec.::
CNS Lt Foster says:
::Steps into the shuttlebay walking over to the Tor Vera looking it over.::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Adjusts Hawk's levels slightly to match his vitals...then frowns::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
*XO*: Right sir, you got it. Time frame? ::While still speaking he pulls out a tricorder the ship has space underneath it he is able to walk under it and locate a control switch. After reviewing his tricorder readings he presses a few buttons above his head and lowers the cargo lift revealing access to the ship::
RN WO Sren says:
::Glances up to Raeyld, and notes her frown:: CMO: You see that too?
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO: If I could send a probe, yes... maybe if... ::Looks at the screen::  I could create a magnifier... ::Her voice trails off as she considers what needs to be done.::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
*CEO*:  Half an hour.  No need to take it apart piece by piece.  Just tell me what you see.  We need to know the capabilities of the ship inside and out.  And I'd like to know if there's a smuggler's hold.

@SCENE:  The little dust speck increases its speed slightly then makes an unexpected 90 degree turn to the left.

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Looking at the screen, she reaches over and begins to adjust the sensor array and frequency.::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: Create a magnifier how so Commander?  ::Watches as Senn works::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
*XO*: Understood I am on it. ::The sound of the ship lift lowering carries over the comm:: Reveal your secrets. ::Said more to himself then the XO, he closes the comm, steps on the lift finds the controls and ascends into the little ship::
CTO Lt Kytides says:
::Exits the lift and walks into the shuttlebay, glancing forward to Foster and someone going up in the lift, and holds off on his first impulse to check out the tactical station, instead circling the ship slightly to get a look at it::
CNS Lt Foster says:
::Glances over as the door opens behind him.:: CTO:  Looks like it might stay together.  ::Frowns at the condition of the outside of the ship.::
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Eyes widen slightly, caught by surprise to the turn.  Adjusting course he races after the speck, dropping from flight and landing on a speeding white horse racing along in a cloud of dust.  Now dressed in blue with a black mask and six-guns strapped to each leg.::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Hijacking the deflector dish, she modifies its amplification and then directs the sensor beam toward the baby stars to allow them to increase amplification as well.::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Shakes her head as she makes a few more adjustments.::  CO:  Ok... let see what we have...
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::steps off the lift he is now in what appears to be the Cargo hold he scans each room with his eyes and his tricorder he was taught to always use his senses first::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Leaves his PADD on the table, intending to return at some point...stands and heads out to the bridge, passing through toward sciences, where the captain and Senn appear to be working::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Folds his hands behind his back::  CO/CSO:  Captain, Commander.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Watches and waits to see what her new scans come up with.::

CTO Lt Kytides says:
::Nods vaguely at that, then notes the lack of rear weapons and revises that thought::  CNS:  ...Possibly.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Turns around to Damrok::  XO: Commander.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Nods her head in absent greeting as she looks through the sensory data, making some minor adjustments to the incoming telemetry as it is not what the computer is used to getting.::

@SCENE:  The speck comes to a sudden stop near a pure white star.  It hangs in space for a moment then gently floats down...

XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CO:  Preparation is going as well as can be expected.  Mister Penn is inspecting the Tor Vera now.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Glances to Senn's console for a moment, then back::  CO:  I have gathered all of the information I can, but I still haven't heard back from Starfleet Intelligence itself.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  Oh my...
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Nods:: Sren: Yes...I see it.    O'Shea: Keep an eye on his neurals... If they change significantly, notify me immediately...   All: 60% through irradiation...
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO/XO:  Seems your inference was good.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::The charging horse slides to a stop then disappears.  Hawk is standing alone, in uniform waiting to see what comes next:::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::Notes there are a lot of exposed conduits and wires especially on the ceiling he imagines most lead the control stations on the bridge and he imagined someone could seriously mess with the ship if they were locked in the hold::
CNS Lt Foster says:
::Walks slowly around the Tor Vera, frowning slightly, wondering if they'd have time to give it a paint job before they left.::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CSO:  Oh?  ::Tilts his head with curiosity as Senn suddenly addresses them::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO: Excellent.  Senn is working on clarifying some interference in one of the nearby systems.  We think it could be the outpost.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Taps in some commands to divide two of her screens:: CO/XO:  There is a large complex down there.  It is orbiting around the large gas giant. ::Pointing to one of the other screens::  I am reading about thirty vessels docked.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CO:  That would be a nice start.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  Looks like the area is not so empty.

@SCENE:  The speck continues its slow glide downward or maybe upward.  It all depends on your orientation.   As it falls a large black vessel appears far below.  The long almost rectangle vessel lurks in the blackness of space.

XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::With a bit of wonder::  CSO: ...Thirty vessels.  ::Shakes his head::  How large is the station?  I suppose this works to our favor, if we are to blend in as much as possible.

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Shakes her head and turns back to look::  CO/XO:  I can tell you the vessels are online, but that is about it.  I cannot tell you if anyone is aboard or not... nor the station for that matter.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::Takes the cargo lift up to deck one and steps off in case anyone else from outside calls it down from outside::
CNS Lt Foster says:
::Shaking his head he steps up under the ship where he had seen the platform raise into the ship and finds the control panel activating, might as well see the inside.::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Adjusts a few parameters, then continues the irradiation::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
All: Approximately twelve minutes left...
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Frowns as he looks at the large vessel.  Looks to his left, somehow not surprise to see Raeyld standing there.  There was a surprise though...:: CMO:  Shouldn't you have clothes on?  ::Sighs as she disappears.  Note to self, don't ask that question again...  idiot!::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
XO:  The ships vary in size.  As for the station... :: turns back around::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
XO:  I should add, there are some very large ships in that mix and some very tiny ones.  :: leans forward slightly to read through the data.::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Wishes he'd brought his PADD with him after all, at least for the moment, instead of leaving it in the conference room::
CNS Lt Foster says:
::Steps up onto the platform and glances over toward Kytides.::  CTO  Shall we check out the inside?
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
XO:  As for the stations size... it is large.  Think of the size of DS3 or larger.  ::Turns back around::  Popular place.
CTO Lt Kytides says:
::Nods, jogging over from his further distance from the ship before slowing and stepping up onto the platform as well::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO/CSO: Even if we can determine the number of crew on the ships or the station at least we have found the outpost and that's a start.

@SCENE:  A single white spec enters from around the star.  It rappidly approches the black vessel.   The Jarrow grows in the distance as it quickly closes in on the black vessel.

CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Raises an eyebrow to think that the outpost is as big as DS3.::  XO/CSO: That is a lot of area to cover.
CNS Lt Foster says:
::As the CTO steps onto the platform he activates the controls ordering it to deck one::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CSO:  ...My word.  ::Shakes his head::  How is that even possible?  I have contacted...virtually everyone I know in Starfleet, and they haven't been able to tell me a single thing about the sector.  Would we not have noticed this volume of traffic?
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Nods::  CO:  The good thing it is popular.  But then... how do they get in?  My mind pictures one of those illegal casinos where one knows the password to get safely inside.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Eyes widen as he recognizes the Jarrow.  Leaping off the edge of the cliff he was suddenly standing on, he begins to approach the ship, but no matter how fast he flies, he can't seem to gain ground::

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
XO:  They have some kind of blocking device.  Probes would have given anyone away and my amplification method is not exactly... normal.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Walks over to Master Operations and logs in for a moment, forwarding his unanswered request for Starfleet Intelligence to Admiral Cosgrave, with a quick report informing the admiral that he hasn't heard back from Intel yet, and is somewhat concerned given Senn's findings -- attaches a copy of the sensor readings for full effect::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Monitors Hawk's vitals as the last of the radiation treatment is administered::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Looks worriedly at the captain::

ACTION: Hawks vitals continue to leap all over the board as if he was active.

@SCENE: The Jarrow enters a shuttle bay and vanishes from site.

CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::On the bridge of the Tor Vera checking systems going from each console in turn taking notes::
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Wrinkles his nose as the lift comes to a stop on deck one, not a pleasant smell.::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Glances at Senn and then back over to Damrok.  They didn't anticipate the outpost to be such a large place it might make Hannily and the Jarrow harder to track down.::
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Once the Jarrow entered the bay, it was as if a large rubber band snapped and Hawk was rapidly propelled to the shuttle bay, entering as the doors close::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO/CSO: Given the size of the outpost it might be more difficult to track down Hannily or the Jarrow.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  Remember, we cannot stay hidden that long.  Another team to go along with the others?

@SCENE:  The smell of death and decay comes from the shuttle bay deck.  The Jarrow sits there quietly thick layers of dust cover her and everything else in the area.

CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Nods::  CSO: Aye, Commander I am aware of our limitations.
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Presses her lips together as she watches Hawk's vitals:: Sren: Slow it to 1 ppm. 
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: I don't think that will be necessary I think sending Damrok's team and the cargo ship will be sufficient.

ACTION:  Hawks vitals spike as if he is excited.

CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Cautiously moves toward the Jarrow, patting the phaser that suddenly appear at his hip.  Reaches the Jarrow’s hatch and tries to key it open, but nothing happens.  Moves past the Jarrow to continue exploring the shuttle bay, looking for some kind of identifier for the ship he was on::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Nods with a sigh.  More people would mean more chances of detection, but also shorter time and possible safer if they need to split.::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: With your scans are you able to determine if the Jarrow is among those 30 vessels?

@SCENE:  As Hawk walks away the Jarrow’s door falls to the shuttle bay floor with a loud bang.

CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Clenches her teeth:: Sren: Slow to 500 ppb.
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Steps off the lift moving toward what he thinks should be the bridge.::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO/CSO: Also, if we send more people we risk a greater chance of Hannily and her team recognizing someone.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Walks back over to join Senn and T'Shara::  CSO:  Have you picked up any comm traffic, or vessels coming or going?
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Spins around, badly startled.  Phaser now drawn, moves back to the Jarrow entry and carefully peers in::
CTO Lt Kytides says:
#::Follows after Foster, mind turning to hope the state of the tactical console isn't too bad::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
XO:  No... until a bit ago, the area appeared absolutely empty with some unsual readings where the station is.  We got through that.  Comm signals are more OPS area... I can... try some differeing modulations.  :: does not look to certain.::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Holds her breath a bit::
RN WO Sren says:
CMO: 98%............99%..........100%. Irradiation complete.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::Locates more hidden compartments under the carpet on the bridge and in the crew area there are some out dates perishables inside:: Self: What is this, a Si-Fi Movie?
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::When nothing jumps out to eat him, slowly enters the Jarrow::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Walks back to master situations, getting the brief promise to look into the situation further from Cosgrave, but nothing actionable...locks the station again and wanders back toward science::  CSO:  Anything you can provide would be useful, but I understand that the process is difficult.

@SCENE:  The inside of the Jarrow looks clean and new with the exceptions of the persons sitting in the chairs.   The flesh and tissue hang from bones of all that occupy this Jarrow.

CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Releases her breath:: Sren/O'Shea: Good.  Initiating scans for irreverted DNA.   Sren: Prepare the medical transporter with the replicated sample of DNA.   O'Shea: Prepare to lock onto remaining DNA.
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Steps onto the bridge of the cargo ship looking around, spotting someone pulling up the carpet.::  CEO:  Lt Penn I'm guessing.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Grimaces at the bodies he sees, but grimly searches for any way to identify them::
RN WO O’Shea says:
CMO: Understood.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CO:  I've sent a message to the Ferengi authorities...a request for information.  I apologize if they send you a receipt after we have left...I promise to reimburse you.  ::Smiles despite himself::
RN WO Sren says:
CMO: Yes, Doctor.  ::Steps away to prepare the transporter controls::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::With a nod, she turns back around and tries a few variations, not at all hopeful anything would work.::

@SCENE:  The black outfits are familiar as is the blond hair dangling off some flesh still holding onto the skull of one of the passengers.

CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Forwards the coordinates to the transporter:: Sren: Initialize transporter out.   O'Shea: Track coordinates and prepare for simultaneous transport of replicated DNA.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Turns and looks back at Damrok, with a slight grin::  XO: Aye, that will come with a hefty price knowing the Ferengi.  Although, I don't know how fast they will reply if at all.
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
Sren/O'Shea: On three...two....one...Initialize.
CTO Lt Kytides says:
#::Looks to the man Foster's addressing for a moment, nodding to him, but continues walking, moving around the bridge slowly and avoiding the engineer's work while looking over the consoles::
RN WO Sren says:
::Begins transporting out the DNA::
RN WO O’Shea says:
::Begins transporting in the corrective DNA::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CO:  I also have my doubts, but it was worth at least the attempt.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::With no luck, she tries a few more, her thoughts shifting to medical, wondering how her brother was doing.  She kept having an odd shiver of cold race down her spine when she thought of him.::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CNS: Hello, yes, you have me at a disadvantage sir. I am afraid I do not know who you are.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Nods::  XO: Aye Commander.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Stumbles back in shock as a mental image of Hannily's blond hair swinging back and forth as she pistol whipped him plays in front of him.  Overcoming his initial shock, he steps back up for a closer examination.  What happened?::
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Smiles.:: CEO: Lt Foster, ships counselor.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO: Nothing more from Admiral Cosgrave or Starfleet Intelligence?
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Monitors the DNA transfer, still keeping an eye on Hawk's strange vitals::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Turns around slightly:: XO:  Sir, I am sorry.  If we were able to get closer, I could probably get some comms... but not this distance.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CO:  It has been over twenty-four hours, and Starfleet Intelligence has yet to send me so much as a read receipt.  ::Shakes his head::  I think they must surely know this base exists...but they are unwilling to help.

@SCENE:  The flesh continues to melt of the passengers.  Out the forward window others can be seen hanging from overhead walkways.  Their flesh drips down onto the shuttle bay floor.

CTO Lt Kytides says:
#::Glances up, having found the tactical station::  CEO:  Lieutenant Kytides, Chief Tactical.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CO:  Admiral Cosgrave has promised to work all channels, but I wouldn't estimate that he'd have much more luck.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: And unfortunately it is not safe for us to move in any closer.  The Nebula is as close as we can get with the Claymore.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::Taps com badge:: *XO*: Penn to Damrok. ::Waits still looking at Foster::

CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  The other option is a probe, but we risk them picking that up.  But... we could add a probe to the shuttle?
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
All: Procedure....complete.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::His eyes widen as something very close to fear sets in.  Begins backing toward the Jarrow's hatch, but somehow, he's not getting any closer to it.  Fear begins to move toward panic::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  Or whatever their vessel is.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
CSO:  Thank you for the attempt, Commander.  If there is any more information you uncover before we leave, please let me know as soon as possible.  Good work.  ::Nods once, courteously::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO: Aye, logically speaking you are probably right.  Do you think Starfleet Intel is not getting back to you because they are somehow involved with Hannily?
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Taps his 'badge::  *CEO*:  Damrok here.  Go ahead.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: No Commander we cannot risk putting any Starfleet Technology on the cargo ship.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  It is not unusual for others to get their hands on starfleet equipment and modify it.  I can do that... Lieutenant Foster can do that as well.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Shakes his head::  CO:  Plausible, but not worth the speculation.  We are discussing Starfleet Intelligence, after all.  ...Their motives are difficult to divine.  ::Continues looking to her a moment longer after he speaks, then turns and takes a few steps away to better speak with Penn::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Nods::  XO: Aye, that they are.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#*XO*: inspection complete, there are a couple details beyond the specs sheet, do you want me to bring them to you now or review them on mission? Nothing should effect the mission parameters I think.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: But, it would draw unwanted attention to the away team if they are launching probes while they are there Commander.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CNS: Lt. JG Anthony Penn, Engineer, excuse me that would be Chief Engineer now I guess.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::His heart racing, Hawk turns and bolts for the door.  Oddly, the door seems to be shrinking, but he manages to leap out headfirst, landing with a thud on the flight deck::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: If they are really there as a cargo vessel don't you think.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  No... it would be aboard ship, not be launched.  Think of it more as an enhancer.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
*CEO*:  Understood.  Prepare the vessel to depart.  Are Foster and Kytides already with you?
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  Because it is passive, they should not pick it up.  It will simply relay information to us.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
::Glances at the CTO:: *XO*: Yes sir, we just met. They are bother here.

@SCENE:  Hawk falls well into the shuttle bay.   The fresh pile of liquid rotting biomass covers his uniform.

CNS Lt Foster says:
#CEO:  Welcome aboard.  Nothing like a simple mission to get your feet wet right.

@ACTION:  A burning begins on Hawks hands.

CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CTO/CNS: Orders are to prepare for departure.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
CO:  And by the time we are done with it, it will not look like a probe...
CO Capt T’Shara says:
CSO: No Commander we are not putting a probe of any kind on the cargo vessel.
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Nods to the CEO and moves over to what he thinks must be flight control.::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Walks over to Damrok:: XO: How soon is your team ready to leave Commander?
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Rolls over on his back, madly scrambling backwards.  Feeling the pain on his hands, he yanks them off the deck, holding them up to see what was going on.::
TO Lt Kingston says:
::Approaches Damrok and hands him what looks like a wadded up throw blanket::  XO:  Got what you requested, Sir.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Neither agrees nor disagrees, she drops the topic and turns back around to see if she can glean anything more from sensors.::
CTO Lt Kytides says:
#::Nods, slipping into the tactical seat::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
TO:  Thanks.  ::Takes it and looks to the captain::  CO:  Straightaway, if you are ready for us to leave, Sir.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::Pauses to send a message to Theron::

@SCENE:  Hawks flesh on his hands begin to rot.  Slowly.   Putrid liquid begins to run from the openings forming in his hands.

CO Capt T’Shara says:
XO: Aye, Commander.  Make sure Commander Senn sends you the information on the outpost and the coordinates.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Stands at attention once::  CO:  Good luck, Captain.  We'll see you soon.  CSO:  Thank you again, Commander.
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Finding it is flight control he takes a seat and wiping his hand across the console, someone didn't like cleaning it seemed, he activated it, looking over the controls.::
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
@::Opens his mouth to scream, but no sound comes out::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Releases a deep breath:: All: All right. Let's close this up.   O'Shea: Prepare to reduce the delta-wave transmitter. Sren: 12ccs Cordrazine, 3 ccs cortolin, 4 ccs delactovine, 4 ccs hyronaline, 20 ccs nor-epinephrine, 2 ccs hyperzine.
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
XO:  Safe venture, sir.
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Stands at attention to Damrok::  XO: And to you Commander.::nods::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Makes a beeline for the port aft turbolift and enters::  Turbolift:  Shuttlebay, priority one.

CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CNS: I guess, but I just got here did not think I would be leaving the Claymore so soon. I have not even had a chance to crawl in the nacelle catwalks yet .. We have to be at a dead be at impulse for 5 hours before it gets cool enough to get in there ...
RN WO Sren says:
::Dials the complex dosage into the hypospray and hands it to Raeyld::
CTO Lt Kytides says:
#::Looks over the console for a moment before turning it on and continuing to familiarize himself with it::
RN WO O’Shea says:
::Begins to demodulate the delta-wave inducer::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CTO: Tactical systems are according to specs but the exposed wires in the cargo area are a potential security threat. Thought you should know.
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Presses the hypospray to Hawk's neck::
CO Capt T’Shara says:
::Turns and walks over to the center of the bridge to the command center and takes her seat::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
::Leaves the turbolift and makes the short distance to shuttlebay at a brisk pace, entering and heading straight for the Tor Vera::
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Smiles back at Penn.::  CEO: I know how you feel, my first mission as part of the Claymore wasn't quite what I expected either.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
#::Activates the cargo lift, and is shortly brought aboard::
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CNS: The Warp 9 spec this engine is capable of was not designed for this full configuration. It may not be an issue but it is worth being aware of. ::Looks at the CNS at helm:: So, you have your pilots license sir? ::Looks uncertain::

@ACTION:  Hawks flesh begins to peel away from his face.

CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
O'Shea/Sren: Stand back.

@SCENE:  As Hawk attempts to yell the scene goes black.  Soon beeping can be heard and the bright lights through closed eyes can be detected.

CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Still concerned by the neurological readings, she quietly activates a restraining field on the surgical bed, but only from the waist-down::
CSO Cmdr Senn says:
::The area still clear, she sends that information along with the rest to the freighter team::
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Grins::  CEO:  I'm a passable pilot can't be harder than flying the Clay during a firefight with the Vroa can it?
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
#::Steps onto the bridge::  CNS/CEO/CTO:  Everyone.  I've set up priority departure clearance with operations.  One word to the bridge and we can go.  We can meet and iron out last details as we are en route.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
::Eyes slowly open... then snap open wide with a panicked look.  With a jerk, brings his hands up to view, then lets them flop back with a sigh::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Watches Hawk quietly and warily:: CAG: ............You dreamt.

CEO LtJG Penn says:
#CNS: Who am I to say? I do have my small craft certification but I have never piloted a Starship either. Other than Simulations.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
::Looks over at Raeyld, still breathing heavily::  CMO:  Not sure that's the right word...  but yeah.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
:#:takes a seat at Engineering and brings the impulse maifold online and gives full control to helm:: XO: We're good to go. I will bring the warp engine online as soon as we clear the outer doors.
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Rests a hand gently on his shoulder:: CAG: It's over now...
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Glances up from the helm controls.::  XO: We are ready to go on your command.
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
::Looks up warily::  CMO:  Am I....  me?
CO Capt T’Shara says:
FCO: As soon as the Tor Vera departs set a course to follow them.  I want us hidden in the nearby nebula.  Stay a safe distance off we do not want to be detected.
CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::Brings the rest of the primary and secondary systems online through auxiliary power::
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
#CEO:  Very good.  ::Smiles::  I'll make a proper introduction once we're no longer using falsified identities.  ::Walks over to operations and briefly familiarizes himself with the controls::  COM: OPS:  Mister Kendal, this is Tor Vera, requesting clearance to depart.  Radio silence will be observed after vectors are received.
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Smiles:: CAG: As far as sensors are concerned: Yes. For anything more than that, you'd need to see Counselor Foster. ::Grins a bit:: So, you're no longer Vell-bait. However... ::Pulls a small device from her pocket::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Flips the device across her fingers, then presents it, and the one surgically removed from Hawk's neck, for Hawk's view:: CAG: ...maybe we can create a bit of bait of our own. 
FCO Lawrence says:
CO: Aye, ma'am.  ::turns and inputs some coordinates and data into the console::
OPS Ens Kendal says:
COM: Tor Vera:  Understood.  Clearance granted.  Good luck.... ::Checks to be sure the bay doors are properly opening::
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
::Eyebrows raised::  CMO:  You are a devious woman.  ::Grins::  Must be why I like you.  ::Suddenly frown::  Ummm...  why can't I move my legs?
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
CAG: Oh... ::Presses a control, releasing the restraining field:: CAG: With the unusual neural activity, I didn't want to risk your regaining consciousness and literally flying off the table.
XO LtCmdr Damrok says:
#CNS:  Take us out.  ::Still standing, lays his bundle down on the operations station chair for the time being and leans on the chair back::
CAG Cptn Hawk says:
::Sags slightly in relief, then shoots the CMO a reproachful look::
CNS Lt Foster says:
#::Nods to the XO and fires up the thrusters and begins maneuvering the ship out of the shuttle bay.::
CMO Cmdr Raeyld says:
::Tilts her head::

ACTION: The Tor Vera rises slowly from the shuttle bay decking.  The landing struts retract as the thrusters fire and she flies out the shuttle bay.  Passing under the torpedo pod her impulse engines fire as she clears the Claymores nacelles.   Once clear she jumps to warp...

CEO LtJG Penn says:
#::Looks at the XO:: XO: I found some bad perishables, I did throw them out, but there was not time for a proper cleaning. The smell is even worse in the back at the crew bunks. sleeping in this thing won't be creating pleasant memories. Unless we can stop by a full service ship wash on the way?

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