U.S.S. Pendragon
10701.06
“Homecoming”, pt 1
Directed by:
Coot

Starring:
Jeff as CO Thraxis 
Jane as XO Luchena
 Cory as CNS Dawson 

 Guest Starring:
Sandy as Jr’dan

Absent: 
  Dylan as CSO Toms 
 Keith as CEO Damien 
 Kyle as TO Newind 

Host Coot says:
Last time on the U.S.S. Pendragon . . .

Host Coot says:
The Captain had found Jr'dan, but at a heavy price. A rogue starship, two captains, a Starfleet crew all lost somewhere on the other side of the Neutral Zone. Hope dangled in front of them so cruelly, only to vanish along with their Captain.

Host Coot says:
Once upon a time, the faintest of hopes were built upon shattered dreams - such as a time like this. Few possess the courage enough to hope when all is beyond lost . . . beyond dreams . . . beyond what could have been.

Host Coot says:
The Pendragon is a coven for such hope and dreams. What we cannot find within, we surely do not expect to find without. Hope is born fragile as a child and it is our duty to never turn our backs on it, no matter how far it strays from home.

Host Coot says:
< < < < Begin Mission: Homecoming > > > >

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Pendragon remains docked and select members of the crew have gathered at the Den on the station.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::in a bar on the station looking defeated::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::Jamie Dawson makes her way along the Promenade of Deep Space 14 in the standard Starfleet uniform. She places a curl of her hair around her index finger as she walks, thinking about several things::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Somewhere in the cold recesses of space, a battle wages between two who refuse to give in.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::turns around on his barstool and scans the crowd for anyone looking even slightly Romulan::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She continues to walk along the Promenade, smiling to a few people without thought::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::Jamie wanders into the Den and makes her way over to one of the corner tables in the back. She takes a seat, crosses her legs, and motions slightly for a server::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: There is an unusual amount of activity on the station. Quite a few Starfleet personnel are hurrying along to various destinations.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~::searches for anyone feeling slightly Romulan::~~~

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Tank> ::A rather large Klingon-built man makes his way over to the Counselor:: CNS: What can I get for ya, little lady?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::spins back towards the bar suddenly, putting his back to the tables::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She eyes the man for a moment and smirks:: Tank: Perhaps to you I'm little, but I'd like it if I were addressed as Lieutenant. ::She does not wait for a reaction:: Tank: I'd like a glass of ice water and a fruit salad... exotics and replicated is fine.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Tank> ::He grins and moves away from her::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~::stretches his telepathy in the hope of "overhearing" anything that might help::~~~

Jr`dan says:
@::looks around the room ... :: CO:  Albaron?  I know you're here ... ::moves quietly::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She looks around and notices the Pendragon's Executive Officer. She stands up and makes her way over to the bar and whispers:: XO: Waiting for someone?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: doesn't bother to open his eyes :: Jr'dan: Where else would I be?

Host Coot says:
~~~ the usual clutter of Starbase personnel milling about, worrying about things of little consequence ~~~

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I really must thank you ... you have helped my cause enormously ...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::slowly turn towards the CNS::  CNS:  I'm trying to find an answer.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ <dryly> Jr'dan: I'm so pleased to hear that.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I do regret the pain I put you through ... but you are undamaged.  I'm just pleased that Marat's work will continue, with improvements.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She does not take a seat, but watches him closely:: XO: Telepathically? I do hope you're exercising caution. Some people who are trained in the mind would find it offensive.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::turns back around towards the bar::  CNS:  Is that so?

Jr`dan says:
@::finds a nice hiding place ... sits comfortably::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Would you mind very much just shutting the hell up? I'm busy internally bleeding to death here.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Now why would I do that ... I was willing to let you live and release you ...

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: Would you like it if someone tried to invade your thoughts, emotions, and desires? Of course, people can find almost anything offensive nowadays. ::She watches as Tank bring her food over to her table in the corner and motions a thank you to him::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: The road to hell is paved with good intentions. If you're going to let me go, then just do it.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Red Alert klaxons begin sounding throughout the station.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Unfortunately I am not in a position to do that at the moment ...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Isn't that what you just did to me, Lieutenant?  How did you know I was using telepathy.  ::stops as he hears the red alert::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Then let me sleep. Or kill me. I frankly don't care which.

Host Coot says:
~~~ indistinct conversations about missing and damaged ~~~

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She looks around as red lights begin to flash:: Self: I haven't seen those in quite some time. XO: To answer your question... I felt you touch my mind. Now, should we report to the Pendragon, sir?

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Do you require medical attention?  I can get it for you ... ::bluffing::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::hops off the barstool::  CNS:  Only if you’re finished telling me what you think I should and should not be doing.  ::leaves at a brisk walk::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: What I require is to slit your throat and watch you die. You're an abomination.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She shakes her head and follows the Commander:: XO: Are you always so defensive, Commander? I was simply making an observation.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Then you will die also.  I will see to that.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Suits me fine. At least I'll be spared your endless, inane prattling.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::grits his teeth and picks up the pace::  CNS:  If I want your opinion I'll ask for it.  Otherwise you will have to be content with knowing I have my reasons, even if they are none of your business.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As a young OPS office goes by with another officer, their conversation about "recovery" and "possible" can be overheard.

Jr`dan says:
@::smiles:: CO:  You know, I was thinking the same thing.  I don't know how much more of your weak Federation banter much longer.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stops dead and grabs the OPS officer by the arm::  OPS:  Recover what?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Then I'll stop. Boring conversation anyway.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: It is my job to... ::She does not complete the sentence but remains a bit behind Luchena, waiting for an answer::

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  And also, without me, your precious Jordan will also die ...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: silence ::

Host Coot says:
~~~ <voice one> Thraxis? . . . unlikely . . . <second voice> . . . incoming . . . intercept . . .~~~

Host Coot says:
<OPS> XO: Commander? Sorry, sir. Can I assist you?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::taps his commbadge::  *FCO*:  Prepare to launch.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  What's going on?

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  You know, I have a supply of the spores you need ... All you have to do is cooperate with me, and they're yours ...

Host Coot says:
<OPS> XO: Nothing sir. Nothing I can discuss in the open I am afraid. ::tries to pull away::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Why the red alert?  Do you know?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: I'll put this as simply as I can: I. Don't. Believe. You.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She does not comment, knowing that for whatever reason, the Executive Officer has the desire to solve this himself::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Get back to the ship.

Host Coot says:
<OPS> XO: I cannot speak of it sir. Perhaps, you would like to accompany me to Station OPS?

Jr`dan says:
@::smiles:: CO:  Actually I'm being truthful.  Before you intercepted us, I took a visit to the moon in question and obtained them ...

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: Understood, sir. ::She turns and makes her way back to the ship, rolling her eyes in the process::

Jr`dan says:
@::leans back, quite comfortable::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Whatever. I don't believe you have the spores. I don't believe you intend to release me.

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: The dimly light room Thraxis and Jr'dan are in, shudders considerably.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Then that is your loss ... ::says no more::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::lets go of OPS arm::  OPS:  Lead the way.

Jr`dan says:
@::feels the room shudder ... ::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She makes her way to the Docking Ring, and once she reaches it, she heads for the Pendragon:: Self: I love a challenge.

Host Coot says:
<OPS> ::takes off at double-time for the nearest lift::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::follows::

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  You know, if we work together, perhaps we will both survive.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
#::Jamie steps onto the Pendragon and makes her way to one of the Turbo Lifts:: Computer: Bridge please. ::She waits as the lift begins to move::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: The room hisses violently, as though air is being sucked out from the inside.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::checks with the Pendragon bridge crew to see how quickly they can depart::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: I can barely move. And from the sound of it we won't have an atmosphere much longer, anyway.

Host Coot says:
<Pen OPS> *XO* 10 minutes, Commander.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Where are you?

Jr`dan says:
@::attempts to find the leak::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: On the floor, of course. Where your guards dropped me.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
#::Dawson steps onto the Bridge of the Pendragon and makes her way over to the Counselor's chair. She does not plan on just waiting for the Executive Officer quietly. Her plan was to have the ship ready to move::

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I will attempt to find the leak ... can you work anything in here?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: First I have to find out if I can sit up...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*PEN OPS*:  Acknowledged.  Have long and short-range scans run while we preparing.

Host Coot says:
<OPS> ::arrives on the deck of Station OPS and takes her place:: XO: Cmdr, we have an incoming escape pod. She's adrift and in bad shape. It appears to be Starfleet.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Then do so.  If we don't find that leak ... we are both dead.  And that is not an option.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: slowly works his way to a sitting position... has to stop and cough up some blood for a minute ::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
#FCO: Please be ready to depart at a moments notice. As you are aware, it seems we have an interesting situation going on. ::She does not seem nervous in the slightest. She was actually excited::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Send the coordinates to the Pendragon flight control.  We'll recover it.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Killing you sounds like a very attractive option to me...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: looks around :: Jr'dan: What am I looking for?

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Contrary to what you think, Captain, I had no intention of killing you ...

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Look for anything that will stop that leak!

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Thraxis can begin to make out the dim outline of a Starfleet design escape pod large enough for four. Jr'dan is hiding somewhere, but remains unseen.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
#::She does not really know what to do in the means of command...after all, it was not her expertise::

Host Coot says:
<OPS> ::nods to the XO and does as ordered::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: This is a Federation escape pod. Where the hell did you get one of these?

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I'll see if I can find out where, in the name of the Elements, we are.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*Pen OPS*:  Beam me to the bridge.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I have my sources .. and your wife was one of them ... ::can't resist the taunt::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: manages to get into one of the seats ... starts checking the pod's systems ::

Jr`dan says:
@::remains carefully hidden::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Life support is at minimum... diagnostics are offline... we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way...

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The XO dematerializes from Station OPS and reappears on the Pen Bridge.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
FCO:  Are we ready to go?

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She watches as the XO appears but says nothing::

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  How typical of Federation technology ...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
<FCO_Joe>::checks to be sure docking clamps have disengaged::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: opens a supply panel above his head and takes out a stick the size of a small cigar, breaks it in two... the broken halves begin emitting a thick white smoke ::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: You don't like the accommodations, there's the airlock...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notices the CNS on the bridge::  CNS:  What are you....?  Oh, never mind.  Make yourself useful and man science.

Jr`dan says:
@::sees the smoke:: CO:  What are you doing?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: watches the smoke... it begins to drift ::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Finding the leak.

Host Coot says:
@ACTION: The pod's CPU has had its fill and shorts out. Thraxis is bathed in complete darkness.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She does not comment but makes her way over to science:: XO: Should I have asked for permission to come to my station on the Bridge, sir? ::The question was sincere and not meant to be sarcastic in any way::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: the smoke accelerates to a point beneath the seat opposite Thraxis just as the lights go out ::  Self: Great...

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Oh, well done, Captain ::said sarcastically::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Pendragon eases away from the station and begin heading to intercept the drifting pod.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She looks down at the controls and begins to look them over, getting use to the feel of the station:: XO: Scanning the pod as we speak, Commander.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: reaches into the supply cabinet and brings out another stick, this one thinner than the last ... bends it till he hears a *snap* then shakes it ... a cold green light fills the cabin ::

Jr`dan says:
@::makes no effort to assist whatsoever ... ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notes their progress::  CNS:  Flight control has the coordinates.  

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: finally takes a circular pad about 15 cm in diameter can crawls under the seat, following the smoke ... finds the leak, and slaps the patch over it ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
FCO:  What's our ETA ?

Jr`dan says:
@::is strangely quiet right at the moment::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: It is easily identified to be a Federation Escape Pod, Commander. It is without power and one life sign. I'm attempting to isolate the biosignature.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
<FCO_Joe>XO:  Checking

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Very good.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
<FCO_Joe> XO:  2.857389 minutes.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: I'll push the sensors to their limit, Commander. I'd suggest having Sickbay standing by.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Do we have sensors at all?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::bites back a snarky reply::  CNS:  Of course.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notifies all stations of the situation::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The pod is within visual range and the omnivorous OPS officer put it on-screen.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: doesn't hear Jr'dan... shakes his head once, twice... presses his palms into his temples ::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She makes a few small notes on her console and transmit them to her office. It seems a further evaluation with the XO was in order:: XO: Scans have identified a Trill biosign within the pod. ::She also notifies Sickbay since she assumes the XO won't::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She makes sure that her entire staff is prepared to receive any injured that may be brought aboard the Pendragon::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Prepare to transport to sickbay.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: his voice sounds older, more brittle :: Jr'dan: What did you say, dear?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Think you can handle a tractor beam?

Host Coot says:
<OPS> XO: Aye. ::hands tap across the console::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She does not look up from the console in front of her:: XO: It shouldn't be above my abilities, sir.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Never mind.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Where are you? I can't see you. And what is this place? It's awfully close in here.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Grab the pod when we're in range.  I don't want it brought aboard until it's been checked over very carefully.

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Never mind where I am ... And this is a Federation escape pod ... and don't ask me where I got it, cause I not telling!

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: As you wish, Commander. ::She prepares to activate the tractor beam once the Pendragon is in range::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::sits in the center chair and watches the view screen intently::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: No need to be snappish, dear. Can't you turn on a light?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: holds his head again ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::doesn't like that young woman's attitude::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She makes sure that Biobed One is ready to receive a Trill. She assumes it would be Captain Thraxis, but assumptions were not always logical::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: his voice changes again... deeper, almost guttural :: Jr'dan: What? What is this? Who's there?

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Concentrate on me, my dear ... I will not leave you now ....

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: We're in range, Commander. Should I activate the tractor beam?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Initiate transport as soon as you can get a lock.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ Jr'dan: Identify yourself! Name, rank, designator, and faction!

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Thraxis ... concentrate on me ... nothing else matters ...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Yes.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::grips the armrests on the chair tightly::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She activates the tractor beam:: XO: Tractor beam activated...

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I would suggest you do the same, Captain.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
@ :: fairly roaring now :: Jr'dan: I will decide what matters! IDENTIFY YOURSELF!

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  I am Jr'dan ... that is all you need to know ... ::soothes him::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Transporters lock onto a single bio-sign and Captain Thraxis appears in Sickbay. He is badly bruised, numerous external injuries, several broken bones, and dried blood stains his tattered uniform.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She makes her way over to the Captain and immediately begins to scan him:: *Bridge*: Sickbay to Bridge. We have Captain Thraxis.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  I want two tactical offices and an engineer on the pod.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*Servek*:  What's his condition?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks around wildly :: Any: What? How did I get here? Who is in charge here?

Jr`dan says:
@CO:  Remember your Romulan heritage, Thraxis ... they are your enemy ...

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> *XO*: Ascertaining his condition as we speak. ::She looks at the Captain:: CO: That would be me, Captain. I am currently the Acting Chief Medical Officer.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: grabs Servek's wrist, hard :: Servek: Meaningless. Name, rank, designator, and faction! Now!

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Keep an open comm with sickbay.  I want to hear everything that's going on.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She takes her other hand, applies a bit of pressure, and pulls the CO's hand from her own:: *XO*: I'd suggest sending a Security Team to Sickbay, Commander.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::gets up from the chair::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Several Security members appear in Sickbay and are slightly taken aback by the scene inside.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: suddenly slumps... his eyes roll back in his head ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  Monitor and direct the Away Team, Lieutenant.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*Servek*:  What is going on down there?

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She inclines her head slightly:: XO: Aye, sir.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> *XO*: Captain Thraxis is not himself, Commander. ::She kneels down as he suddenly slumps down and begins to scan him::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the CO slumps, a small wad of crumpled parchment falls from his hand onto the floor.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CNS:  I'm going to sickbay.  ::heads toward the turbo lift::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Nurse Barns> ::She takes the parchment that has fallen and begins to look it over::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
XO: Understood, Commander.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
TL:  Deck 7

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She grabs a Hypospray and immediately injects the Trill. She attempts to situate his body in a better position::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: On the parchment is scrawled a name . . .  "Garshon."

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CNS*:  Do not make any decisions about the disposition of that pod.  Understood?

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
*XO*: That isn't in my job description, sir. Don't worry.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Nurse Barns> Servek: Any idea who Garshon is? ::She moves to the CO's side as well and helps diagnose his condition::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sits up suddenly, slaps Servek's hand away :: Servek: I'm fine. Get Luchena down here.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps out of the turbo lift on deck 7 and runs towards sickbay::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> CO: You aren't fine, Captain. Commander Luchena is on his way as we speak. ::She watches him closely::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the XO enters Sickbay, the CO is seated upright with a crazed looked in his eyes.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She turns her attention to the Away Team as they make their way to the pod:: Self: Such an eventful assignment... ::She says to herself very quietly::

Jr`dan says:
<speaks through the CO in his voice> XO:  Hello, Mikal

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stops::  CO:  Captain.  It's Mikal.  We have the pod in a tractor beam.  What are your orders?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::takes a moment to register something strange about the CO's voice::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She has a Hypospray full of a sedative ready, just in case the CO decides to act the way he did previously::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  Captain?

Jr`dan says:
<speaking in the CO's voice> XO:  Don't you recognize me, Mikal.  It is I, Jr'dan ... ::smiles evilly::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She taps several controls on the Biobed, having the Computer perform a cranial scan::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::eyes narrow::  Jr'dan:  What have you done with Thraxis?

Jr`dan says:
XO:  He is here, but he chooses not to speak with you.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
Jr'dan:  I don't believe he would make such a choice.  Servek:  Is he stable enough to be moved to the brig?

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> XO: His injuries are not life threatening. ::She keeps one eye on the Captain at all times::

Jr`dan says:
::has full control ... whispers to the CO to get up:: XO:  I will not be taken to your brig .. ::makes the CO's body attack Mikal::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*OPS*:  Transport the Captain to the brig.  Now!  ::scrambles backwards::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<Lt. Servek> ::She moves quickly for the CO and attempts the Vulcan nerve pinch::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: raises his hand to strike Mikal... hesitates... struggles :: XO: Mikal... 

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CO lunges forward, but his broken body falls short of its goal and lands on the floor.

Jr`dan says:
::Whispers to the CO:: CO:  You cannot allow this ... you must not allow this ... we must escape

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  I'm here.  And I will not let her get away with this.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She raises an eyebrow at the sound of the Executive Officer's shout:: OPS: Do it quickly!

Jr`dan says:
::whispers to the CO:: CO:  He is the enemy.  You know he is the enemy.  You know what to do.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
<OPS> ::Initiates the transport::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The OPS officer reacts quickly and transports the CO to the brig.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jr'dan: Yes... I do... I will... destroy you...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::watches the Captain dematerialize::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CNS*:  Meet me in the brig.  Now we're going to see what you can do.

Host Coot says:
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