Host Brett says:
<<<<Resume "Calling all Angels - Part 5">>>>

Host Brett says:
Summary: With the rogue planet now about 90 minutes away, the Grant orbits the tiny Class P world, hiding behind one of it's orbiting asteroid "moons".  The Delphyne approaches the area, having scanned the incoming rogue.  The time for action draws near...

CSO_Syrna says:
@::in the grant waiting to hear word on how they can accelerate the rock to proper speed::

CEO_K`Vas says:
::standing in engineering.  Finishing up the last of the modifications requested by the ACO for the rescue mission::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::composes herself one final time before walking back out onto the Bridge.::

AXO_Hunter says:
::sits in the XOs seat on the bridge::

AFCO_RadioFlyer says:
::brings the Del in closer to the coordinates specified by the ACO::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
AFCO: Make sure to keep us hidden as well. ::takes her seat::

CNS_Jakiel says:
::stands by the counselor's chair, too worried to sit::

CEO_K`Vas says:
*ACO*: Commander I have increased the output of the tractor beams.  I have interconnected the emitters into the SIF molybdenum-jacketed waveguides.  This will increase the output by up to 20%. <c>

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
TO: How are the plans coming to increase the velocity of the asteroids?

TO_Re`Volos says:
::on the Bridge reviewing the CSO's report on a PADD::

CEO_K`Vas says:
*ACO*: But since the ship has been pressed there is a chance that one of the stress bearing members might give way.  I will divert all power that was used for the overdrive to the SIF and engines. <c>

AFCO_RadioFlyer says:
ACO: Aye ma'am. ::reroutes the path so it keeps them closer behind asteroids than before::

CEO_K`Vas says:
*ACO*:  I suggest that all non essential personnel be evacuated away from sections of the ship near the emitters.  Another problem is that it will take a full day to make the overdrive ready to use again.  I will require that long to reroute, repair, and/or bypass the systems. <c>

CNS_Jakiel says:
::looks at the ACO and smiles, was just going to remind of her that::

CEO_K`Vas says:
*ACO*: The shields have also been modified.  The Delphyne's shield strength has been augmented by channeling the impulse reactors into the shield generation grid.  I estimate that shield strength has been increase by at least 12% perhaps more.  That would give this ship the same shield strength as a New Orleans class vessel.

CEO_K`Vas says:
*ACO*: It is also possible that we extend the Delphyne's warp bubble around any object you wish to change the course of.  By containing the objects mass in the warp bubble the density and inertia of the object will be lessened. <c>

CEO_K`Vas says:
*ACO*: Of course anti-matter could always be drained out of the engines to use as a last resort.  I believe that a photon torpedo case could be modified to carry the magnetic containment bottle.  Once the torpedo impacts the object the bottle would rupture, causing the desired results.

TO_Re`Volos says:
ACO: I'm pursuing the plausibility of using torpedoes without active warheads as a means of propulsion

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
*CEO* :Thank you.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
TO: You might also look into if charges set to go off on impact would help.

TO_Re`Volos says:
ACO: Yes ma'am. I'm concerned with using any sort of explosives, though. I wouldn't want to knock the asteroid out of the way only to create a large meteor shower on the asteroid from the debris

CSO_Syrna says:
@::sees the CTO has no additional ideas so decides to call the TO:: COM: Delphyne: TO: Do you have any ideas on how to accelerate the asteroid in question? It will soon be reaching the critical point in its orbit.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
AXO: Begin checking the tractor beam and setting up things from your end.

AXO_Hunter says:
ACO:: Aye ma'am ::moves to OPS and reroutes the commands to that console::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::evacuates the people from the emitters as the CEO requested::

CNS_Jakiel says:
::she thinks it sounds like the other officers have this well planned::

TO_Re`Volos says:
COM:Grant: Del: CSO: I'm calculating the use of an unexploded torpedo, but you might be better an analyzing the consequences of that.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::takes a moment to look at the CNS::  Are you and your department ready?

CNS_Jakiel says:
::Takes a deep breath::  ACO: My department is, yes. ::a little quieter:: I'll do the best I can.  How are you doing?

TO_Re`Volos says:
COM:Grant:CSO: I'm sending you my sim right now. Let me know what you think.

Host Brett says:
<OPS_Hansen> AXO: Sir?  I'm picking up the planet's radio broadcasts...and more from the girl...if you want to hear them.  ::Shrugs::

CSO_Syrna says:
@COM: Delphyne: TO: Unexploded? ::hears his transmission and sees the data stream:: Alright.... ::then checks on what he means by unexploded::

CNS_Jakiel says:
::turns to OPS and thinks this will make it harder if it doesn't work::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::overhears the OPS and shakes her head at Owyn::

AXO_Hunter says:
OPS::: No thank you, Record them though...perhaps we can listen to them later

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
OPS: While you are recording them I want you to monitor them to make sure that we have not been detected.

CNS_Jakiel says:
::nods in agreement with the ACO::  ACO: Yes, excellent idea.

Host Brett says:
<OPS_Hansen> ::Nods at the AXO and pushes some buttons.::

CSO_Syrna says:
@::checks to see if a solitary torpedo would add enough thrust to it::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::whispers to the CNS::  CNS: I don't think any of us would be able to keep our emotions out of the way if we were to listen to them now.

CNS_Jakiel says:
ACO:  That's exactly what I was thinking.  Everyone can keep their minds on the job for now. I just hope it works.

CEO_K`Vas says:
::makes final rechecks on the modifications, and monitors the progress of the repair teams ::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
*CSO*: How much time do we have to start your plan?

CSO_Syrna says:
@*ACO*: About 15 minutes.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
*CSO*/TO: How are we coming along on our plan? ::hates this waiting as it is so frustrating on top of everything else::

CSO_Syrna says:
@ *TO*: It needs more thrust.... the engines of a torpedo won't be enough....

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
AXO: Are we ready on your end?

TO_Re`Volos says:
*CSO*: We could use some low yield warheads. As long as they're detonated very close to the first asteroid we should be safe on the debris front. We can always particle beam any large fragments.

CSO_Syrna says:
@*ACO*: I can move the first asteroid out in about 12 minutes.... when it reaches the proper point to be sent out at the proper trajectory toward the next asteroid.

TO_Re`Volos says:
ACO: Calculating the necessary firepower now ma'am.

CSO_Syrna says:
@*TO*: Ah... ::looks at the data:: Yes....

CNS_Jakiel says:
::looks sideways at the commander as her fingernails click against the panel and leans over closer, and says quietly::  ACO:  Take a few deep breaths.  It does sound as if your crew has it well in hand.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
*CSO*: You will need to be focusing on the other asteroids that will need to be moved.  The Del will send the first asteroid on it's way.

AXO_Hunter says:
ACO:: Affirmative, just give the word

CNS_Jakiel says:
::looks over at OPS::  OPS:  Could you alert us if you hear any news that the little people are noticing the asteroid movement?  It's important to know how they view it.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
*CSO* ::looks over her notes::  Correction you guys get it started and then with what I overheard from the TO we can take it from there.

AFCO_RadioFlyer says:
ACO: We're coming into our final turn to the coordinates now.

CSO_Syrna says:
@*ACO*: Understood.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
Duty FCO: Thank you.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::takes a deep breath at the CNS request::

CSO_Syrna says:
@::orders the FCO to position the grant to the right place::

CSO_Syrna says:
@::watches as he does so::

CSO_Syrna says:
@::prepares her tractor beam::

CSO_Syrna says:
@*ACO*: Are you ready? We are.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::looks everything over again::  AXO: Looks like we won't be needing the Del's tractor beam.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
TO: Ready to put your plan into action?

Host Brett says:
Action: Across space, a huge reddish chunk of rock tumbles toward the asteroid belt, the Delphyne, the Grant and the tiny planet...even without magnification on the viewer the Rogue planet is easily seen....

AXO_Hunter says:
ACO: Shall I stay here just in case?

TO_Re`Volos says:
::takes a deep breath:: ACO: Yes ma'am.

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
AXO: Yes

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
DutyFCO: Ready?

AFCO_RadioFlyer says:
ACO: Aye ma'am. ::wonders what he has to do besides sit there and watch::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
*CSO*/TO: Engage on your mark.

TO_Re`Volos says:
ACO: Engaging

AXO_Hunter says:
::mutters a silent prayer::

CSO_Syrna says:
@ *ACO*: Firing reverse tractor beam.... three... two... one... ::pushes the button:: now.....

CNS_Jakiel says:
::Without realizing, she holds her breath as they wait::

Host Brett says:
Action: The Grant's repulsor beam pushes on the ten mile wide asteroid.  At first, nothing happens.  The FCO has to apply forward thrust to counteract the mass...the tractor beam indicator climbs into the red...slowly, the huge rock begins to break out of orbit.

Host Brett says:
Action: Alarms on the Grant begin to sound as the tractor beam threatens to overload....Then the asteroid is free and begins moving slowly away from the tiny world toward the rest of the belt.

CSO_Syrna says:
@::watches as the asteroid moves out of orbit and suddenly realizes she too was holding her breath, after the initial gasp she begins to breathe normally then the alarms sound:: FCO: Back off... quick....

CNS_Jakiel says:
::asks with a little tension in her voice::  OPS: Any word from the Lilliputian broadcasts yet?  Have they noticed?

TO_Re`Volos says:
::watches the asteroid moving, a bit nervously, hoping his plan doesn't fail::

CEO_K`Vas says:
:: keeps the repair teams pressed hard making repairs to the ship ::

Host Brett says:
<OPS_Hansen> ::Looks up at the CNS, tears in her eyes::  Nothing official yet, but Ayella has seen it.  She must have a telescope.  She's certain the angels are moving the rocks.  ::Smiles through her tears.::

Host ACO_Tarrez-Hunter says:
::grimaces thinking they maybe coming close to that fine Prime Directive line... looks at the CNS::

CSO_Syrna says:
@::feels better hearing the alarms  stop::

CSO_Syrna says:
@;;orders the FCO to the next asteroid to start the plan to redistribute the asteroids around the planet::

CNS_Jakiel says:
::smiles back at the young girl at OPS, sensing her happiness at the events, not wanting to ruin her elation with her own worries about the prime directive::  OPS:  Glad to hear that.  I'm hoping her 'angels' plan is successful.

CNS_Jakiel says:
::pointedly returns the ACO's look, knowing she's worried about the same thing::

TO_Re`Volos says:
::as the asteroid nears its target Re'Volos gets ready to detonate the warheads::

TO_Re`Volos says:
<add 'of the torpedoes speeding towards it>

CEO_K`Vas says:
:: making repairs the coolant system, thinking that he has given his word on when the repairs would be done.  Nothing would interfere if he could help it ::

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Summary:  K'Beth has escaped her captors, but only for the moment.  Badly injured, she has taken refuge in an equipment room near where she was imprisoned.  Unfortunately, she has been found and now her captors are closing in.  With only a length of pipe as a weapon, how will she escape?

Host Brett says:
Action: The area around the door lock mechanism turns bright red and the metal begins to run as the phaser melts through.

Host K`Beth says:
::looks around the room once more for a way to escape.  Sees nothing and then turns back to the door holding the pipe raised and ready to strike::

Host Brett says:
Action: The phaser ceases it's fire and there is now a small hole cut into the door, the edges glow bright red.  There is the sound of effort outside and the door begins sliding open a bit at a time as it is manually forced open.

Host Brett says:
Action: Soon, the door is half-open and it appears that one man is pushing it open.

Host Brett says:
Action: As the door opens, the beams of hand-lights play on the walls inside the room and the floor outside.  K'Beth, hiding beside the door, avoids them.

Host Brett says:
<man> Doleo: I wish you would reconsider Commander.  She might actually be a valuable asset.  Perhaps she will join us.

Host Brett says:
Action: The door stops, almost entirely open.

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> She won't join us!  And I don't want her!  I know she is a spy, she has to be!  I have spent years searching out Romulan spies and cells and found only a few traces...she comes along and within months uncovers a web of conspiracy!

Host K`Beth says:
::focuses on the opening waiting and listening to them outside.  Sees the man silhouetted against the lights in the open doorway.  Holds still and waits silently for him to enter.::

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> No, I will break her.  She will tell me all she knows...oh yes, she will  talk!  ::Voice cracks a bit, obviously highly-stressed::

Host K`Beth says:
::licks her dry lips and looks around again considering her options.  There weren't many::

Host Brett says:
Action: The man, one K'Beth has not seen before and dressed in Starfleet uniform, obviously receives a signal of some sort.  Crouching slightly, he enters the room light playing on the consoles and machinery, his old-style pistol phaser held low and in front of him.

Host Brett says:
Action: As if sensing her presence, the man suddenly turns toward K'Beth.

Host K`Beth says:
::Realizing that there was no hope for escape at this time...at least not alive...drops the pipe and raises her hands.  Quietly:: Man: I give up.

Host K`Beth says:
::hopes that the Starfleet uniform means that the man is an actual officer and will abide by the officer's code for surrender::

Host Brett says:
<Man1> ::Looks somewhat perplexed and simply stares for a moment, then yells out of the side of his mouth, still watching her:  "I've got her!"

Host K`Beth says:
::doesn't move a muscle or make a sound::

Host Brett says:
Action:  A second man enters and stands a little away from K'Beth, he motions her out of the room with his weapon.  The first man backs out of the room into the hallway, covering her.

Host K`Beth says:
::follows after the first man...her arms still raised...blinking at the white lights of the hand held lights shining on her::

Host Brett says:
Action: The two men take her out into the hallway.  About three meters away, the large man and Doleo stand waiting.  Doleo has a self-satisfied smirk on his face.  The large man is expressionless.

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> K'Beth: So Captain.  This is the end of your little rebellion eh?  Are you ready to continue our question and answer session?

Host K`Beth says:
::keeps her expression just as expressionless as the other man's and stands quietly waiting, her arms still raised.  Looks at the other man, ignoring Doleo::

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> Man: You see Smith, further evidence she is a spy.  A Klingon would never surrender so easily.  I'll bet she has been surgically altered.  She's probably is  a Romulan!

Host K`Beth says:
::quietly almost to herself:: meQtaHbogh qachDaq Suv qoH neH

Host Brett says:
<Smith> ::Smiles slightly::

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> K'Beth: Oh come now, spouting Klingon won't convince me!

Host K`Beth says:
::daines to give Doleo the barest of a glance before shrugging slightly as if his opinion meant nothing.  Still stands quietly with her arms raised::

Host Brett says:
<Smith> Doleo: Commander, I really think the game is over.  Why not talk to her...convince her that we are all on the same side?  We can use her.

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> ::Turns on him savagely::  NO!  I want to know her secrets!  I want to know who she's working for...who works for her...her contacts...her handlers...why did she find those spies when.....when I.....

Host Brett says:
<Doleo>  ::The look of fury in his eyes changes to a haunted one, the look of a man without hope...::

Host K`Beth says:
::watches the exchange with slightly narrowed eyes...not trusting either one of them::

Host Brett says:
<Smith> Doleo: When you could not Doleo?  Is that what you are asking?  Perhaps the Captain here is simply a better counter-agent than you.  ::Smiles::

Host Brett says:
<Smith> Doleo: Hmmm, yes...the more I think about it, perhaps she is better.  It might be that a reshuffling of the special counter-spy unit in the Arteline sector is warranted...

Host K`Beth says:
::still with her arms raised...starts to wilt a bit:: Smith: Does anyone mind if I drop my arms while you two discuss this?

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> ::Stares at Smith, then at K'Beth, then back to Smith again...realization begins to dawn in his eyes.  They alight with a bright light born of madness and desperation.  no...No...Nooooooo!  ::With an animal growl, Doleo hurls himself at K'Beth::

Host Brett says:
Action: The speed of his attack catches her off-guard and he hurtles into her, slamming her against the corridor wall, growling like an animal.

Host K`Beth says:
::tries to move away or fend him off but is too hurt and still disoriented.::

Host K`Beth says:
::hits the wall hard and gets the breath knocked out of her causing her to gasp and cough still trying to get Doleo off of her::

Host Brett says:
Action: ::Laughing hysterically, and growling, sometimes at the same time, Doleo pounds K'Beth's body with fierce punches.  K'Beth feels tremendous shooting pains wrack her body as her broken ribs grate against each other and another snaps.

Host K`Beth says:
::struggling to breathe...anger rises up and in sheer desperation she raises her hands together and tries to elbow Doleo in the side to get him to back off::

Host Brett says:
Action: K'Beth's elbow drives into Doleo's side, causing him to grunt.  He is knocked sideways a bit, and tries to reorient himself to continue the attack.

Host K`Beth says:
::sees that Doleo has backed off a bit and raises her left leg...bringing the heel of her boot down hard on his instep while raising her right hand and aims for his upper lip and nose with the heel of her hand::

Host Brett says:
Action: Doleo screams as her boot heal smashes the fragile bones in his arc, his scream is cut off as her hand slams into his face, snapping his head back.  Doleo staggers backward and hits the opposite wall.  Shaking his head, he groggily advances again.

Host Brett says:
Action: The success is not without cost, however.  K'Beth's movements cause one of her broken ribs to slash her left lung, deflating it.  Instantly, breathing becomes difficult and she tastes blood as she coughs.

Host K`Beth says:
::bends halfway over trying to draw in breath and looks up at the still advancing Doleo.  Spits the blood out of her mouth at Doleo and then slowly straightens up as much as she can.  Cold anger running through her as she puts her hands up in a defensive pose to block what he does next::

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> ::Panting::  Oh no...no you don't.  You're a spy...and you want MY job?  ::Laughs:: The fox guarding the henhouse is it?  I don't think so.  You're the enemy...I have to save Starfleet from you, before you destroy us all!

Host K`Beth says:
Doleo: Look at me, Doleo.  Look what you did to me when I thought you were Romulans...if I wanted to destroy Starfleet why the hell would I go through that?  Why wouldn't I just tell you what you wanted to and stop the torture?  Because I was trying to protect the Federation...like you.

Host K`Beth says:
::hopes that her words could get through to either Doleo or Smith because she didn't think she could last much longer.  Her breath was coming harder and harder and the pain threatened to cause her to black out::

Host Brett says:
<Doleo> K'Beth: You lie!  You lie!  ::Stops moving and stands still, tears fall from his eyes, as the blood down his face.::  I'm a good agent....I am...I am...::Begins sobbing::

Host K`Beth says:
::swaying where she stood, she lowers her arms a bit and looks at Doleo.  Quieter almost soothingly as if to a child:: Doleo: I don't want your job...I just want to go back home...to my ship.  Everything that we found...was by sheer luck...nothing else.  I know you're a good agent and that you care about Starfleet...otherwise you wouldn't do this.

Host Brett says:
<Doleo>  ::Looks at her through teary eyes then smiles slightly.::  I am a good agent.

Host K`Beth says:
::nods wearily at him, trying desperately not to fall flat on her face::

Host Brett says:
Action: The sound of a phaser cuts through the hallway, Doleo looks surprised, then looks down at his body where a small smoking hole appears on both sides of his chest.  Blood runs down to drip on the floor.  Doleo looks up at K'Beth, then collapses in a heap.

Host K`Beth says:
::looks at Doleo as he falls and lets her hands fall down to her side as her legs give out and she collapses to her knees.  Looks up at where the shot came from::

Host Brett says:
<Smith> All: A damn shame...he was  a good agent.  Too bad he was mad as a hatter.  ::Shrugs, the phaser pistol in his hand waving nonchalantly::  Ah well, life goes on.

Host Smith says:
K'Beth: Now, let's talk about you shall we?  ::Smiles::

Host K`Beth says:
::falls back to sit propped up against the wall...her chest heaving as she tries to take in enough breathe to compensate for her collapsed lung:: Smith: I got nothing for you, Smith.  It's like I told Doleo...I'm not a Romulan spy. ::coughs::

Host Smith says:
::Walks over to crouch across the hall from her, smiling::  K'Beth: I know that.  I'd like to offer you a job working for us.

Host Smith says:
K'Beth: I represent a section of Starfleet that is devoted, some say fanatically so, ::Grins::  to protecting the Federation.

Host K`Beth says:
::looks at him for a moment and then lays her head back against the wall and closes her eyes.  Chuckles wryly:: Smith: After what you did to me...you have the nerve to offer me a job?  ::shakes her head a bit and opens her eyes to look back at him:: I already have a job...protecting the Federation.  And I'd like to get back to it ASAP.

Host Smith says:
K'Beth: Would it help to say that I am really, really, sorry?

Host K`Beth says:
Smith: No.

Host Smith says:
::Smile fades::  K'Beth: Ah.  Well, I'm sorry it has to end like this then.  ::Shoots her in the chest.::

Host Smith says:
Action: The phaser shot washes over her, the pain is so small compared to that she is already experiencing, it is a blessed relief when K'Beth falls into oblivion.

Host Smith says:
::Stands up and walks over, looking down at K'Beth's body::  Self: Damn shame.  ::Shakes his head sadly::

Host Smith says:
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