U.S.S. Pendragon
10706.09

“Something Old, Something New.  pt.2”

 Directed by Coot

Starring:
Jeff as CO Thraxis
 Keith as CEO Damien 
Jane as XO Luchena
Cory as OPS Grant
Kyle as CMO Newind 

Guest Starring:
Sandy as Jordan Thraxis
 Lynda as FCO Rochelle
 Jan as TO Tribble

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

Host Coot says:
The Pendragon sans two-thirds of her crew continued to deal with the mysterious sub-atomic species known as the Tweezle. Frightening images of a future were communicated to the crew with startling results.

Host Coot says:
The contrasting affects and opinions of what to do about the Tweezles have left the crew decimated and further reduced in strength. The remnants of the dream continue to haunt the telepaths, but some have found resistance with the assistance of the medical staff.

Host Coot says:
< < < < Resume Mission: Something Old, Something New . . . > > > >

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Pendragon is nearly within visual range of the Bajoran System.

TO_Tribble says:
::at tactical station on bridge::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::in his quarters::  Computer:  Open a channel to the Betazed Ambassador to Bajor.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::wakes up from a deep sleep::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::Heather cannot help but sigh as she tries to maintain mental control:: CO: Captain, we are nearly in visual range of the Bajoran System.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The computer beeps accordingly as the Ambassador's assistant answers the XO's hail.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::On his way to the bridge for his duty shift::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She cannot help but feel a bit tense, seeing that they were not sure what would happen when they entered the wormhole. Heather ensures that her staff is ready for anything, even though she knows she isn't ready at all::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::gets up, heads for the shower::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: stands :: FCO: All stop.   All: Senior staff meeting in the briefing room, now. 

Cmdr_Luchena says:
COMM:  Assistant: Could I speak to the Ambassador please.  It's urgent.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::steps onto the bridge in time to hear the captain::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Have Mr. Luchena and my wife report as well, Ensign.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She taps the comm panel:: *Senior Staff*: All Senior Staff report to the Briefing Room. ::She pauses:: *XO*: Please report to the Briefing Room as well, Commander.

Host Coot says:
<Asst> COMM: XO: Certainly. One moment please.

TO_Tribble says:
::calls replacement to the Tactical station and prepares to go to the briefing room::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*OPS*:  Tell the Captain I'm medically incapacitated.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO Helm answering all stop sir.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::finishes putting the final touches on his new uniform. Teal.. He looks up as the computer comms him to the briefing room, now that he's officially part of the senior staff again. He steps out of his room, and heads briskly to the Briefing Room.:::

TO_Tribble says:
OPS: Shall I send someone to get him?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
*Jordan*: Mrs. Thraxis, please report to the Briefing Room as well. ::She raises an eyebrow as her face turns a bright shade of red:: *XO*: How so, sir?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::steps out of the shower just in time to hear the comm.  Dresses quickly and heads for the briefing room::

Host Coot says:
<Amb> COMM: XO: Cmdr Luchena. Greetings, I was unaware the Pendragon would be gracing our neighborhood. We would have made arrangements... ::trails off::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
TO: Umm... no. Not yet anyway. What if he is sick?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*OPS*:  I'm on my way.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: exits through the door to the briefing room ::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
COMM:  Ambassador:  There's a situation the Bajoran government needs to know about.  The Pendragon is on course to the wormhole with a very dangerous cargo.

TO_Tribble says:
OPS: Perhaps a medical officer should visit him?

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::enters the briefing room, awkwardly finds a seat::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*OPS*:  Check my medical records, Ensign.  I'll get there when I can.

TO_Tribble says:
OPS:  I show an unauthorized transmission being made..... tracking down the source now.

Host Coot says:
<Amb> COMM: XO: Normally, we would have a welcoming committee and the reception... and of course.... ::pauses and refocuses:: I'm sorry, what was that Cmdr? Dangerous? Cargo?  ::straightens up::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
TO: I'm going to see where he is. If he were ill, I'd assume Sickbay would have told us. I... maybe we should tell the Captain. ::She quickly moves away from her console and heads straight for the Briefing Room. She nearly runs in.. and trips over her own two feet and falls flat on her face.. again::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::exits the TL and makes her way to the briefing room::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::Brian enters the briefing room of the new Pendragon for the first time, and looks around, smiling to those already there::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
COMM:  Ambassador:  We've got something the Romulans dropped off.  It’s potentially very dangerous.  I don't think its safe to bring anywhere near Bajor.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CMO: Lieu...  Doctor Newind. Welcome aboard.

Host Coot says:
<Amb> COMM: XO: I see. Where are you now?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She closes her eyes and remains on the floor for several seconds before pulling herself off of the floor:: CO: Sir! ::She makes her way over to him:: CO: Commander Luchena... states that he is unable to attend for medical reasons.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::enters the briefing room and takes her assigned seat::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: scowls ::  OPS: Fine. We proceed without him. Be seated, Ensign.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
COMM:  Amb:  Enroute.  I don't know exactly.  Please Ambassador, stop the Pendragon before she gets any closer.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
CO: Captain. Good to see you again, thank you. ::takes a seat::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::Her face turns bright red again when she notices she just spoke as the Captain was speaking:: CO: Sorry, sir! I didn't mean to interrupt you! ::She goes and takes a seat near the back::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sits ::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::sees a familiar face:: CMO: Brian?  Brian Newind it is you.  Good to see you again.  ::sits down::

TO_Tribble says:
::determined the unauthorized transmission came from the XO's quarters and relays that to the CO in the briefing room::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: smiles at Jordan :: Jordan: Thanks for coming, hon.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::smiles back in an odd sort of way:: CO:  I wouldn't miss it.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She begins to fiddle with her fingers a bit as she waits for the briefing to get underway::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sees the message from Tribble... the scowl deepens ::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::turns, and grins at Maria:: FCO: Been a bit, hasn't it? ::quiets down, and turns to the Captain again::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~CMO: Still remember the old times?~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
All: I don't need to tell you the seriousness of this situation. We've all felt the power of the Tweezle. We are about to journey to the Gamma Quadrant in hopes of finding them a home where they cannot harm others. Before we do that, I want to explore any options I may have overlooked.

Host Coot says:
<Amb> COMM: XO: Very well. I will have to look into this further. ::trails off to a whisper:: ...normally handle this sort of thing....

TO_Tribble says:
::replacement arrives, takes over tactical, and Tribble goes to the briefing room::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
<LtJG Lerik> ::He replaces Ensign Grant at the Operations Console::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She cannot help but raise her hand::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: smiles :: OPS: Ensign Grant.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::hides a small smile:: ~~~ CMO: Of course I do. ~~~ ::listens intently.::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~CMO: After shift want a bite to eat?~~~

Cmdr_Luchena says:
COMM:  Please Ambassador.  It's urgent.  This is a violation of Bajor's sovereignty.  ::cuts the comm::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: I... well... sir. ::She takes a deep breath:: CMO: With all do respect, sir... the Gamma Quadrant has inhabitants as well. How would sending the Tweezles there be beneficial in the long run?

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
~~~ FCO: We'll see. I have some housecleaning to do in my department, but I'm sure I can schedule time. ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: I am hoping we will find a suitable home for the Tweezle that is far from any inhabited world. We know that the Gamma Quadrant is less densely populated than the Alpha or Beta quadrant.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~CMO: Well I will come and help you then.~~~

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
~~~ FCO: Sounds good. ~~~

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stands and leaves his quarters::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: That is correct, sir, but the Quadrant is inhabited. Even if we found them an unpopulated area, couldn't they eventually find populations and do to them exactly what they are doing now? And.. how do we know that they won't make their way back here?

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
CO: So we're considering the needs of our many against the needs of the Gamma's few? ::said after the OPS is answered::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Captain, how do you know they won't prefer us? They've followed us all the way here.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::enters a turbo lift::  TL:  Deck One.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Sir I have charted several different routes to keep us away from any shipping lanes and away from the most densely populated planets.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::sits listening::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: We don't. We don't have a guarantee that anything we try will work. That's the nature of our jobs, Ensign.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: nods to the FCO ::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::arrives on the bridge and heads to the briefing room::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::nods in response::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  So you have decided to do this?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: Yes, sir. But from my Academy instruction, we would be placing our burden on others. That means that we could one day change the balance of power in that Quadrant as well...

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::enters the briefing room and stands, arms folding over his chest::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She turns her gaze to the Commander, noting his annoyance::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: If I'd made an ironclad decision, we wouldn't be here right now.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: face carefully neutral ::   Luchena: Thank you for joining us, Mikal. Feeling better?

TO_Tribble says:
::bristles at the XO's appearance XO: What did you communicate over the comm channel?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO/TO:  I've contacted an Ambassador to Bajor.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: patiently ::  OPS: I am aware of this. You will find that not everything out here proceeds in accordance with the class work at the Academy.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Luchena: May I ask why?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She looks at the TO confused. Her replacement did not inform her that someone was using the comm to somewhere off of the ship:: CO: Then, technically sir, we should consider other avenues before this one.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The "Trillion Tweezle Trail" is rapidly closing the distance on the Pendragon. Reports from the cargo bay indicate the Tweezle activity has reached a fever pitch.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  Because I believe we're putting the planet in danger, by bringing the Tweezle so close.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ XO:  What is wrong with you, Mikal? ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: That's the purpose of this meeting, Ensign.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: Sir... didn't you see the visions too?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: What is our current distance from Bajor, Lieutenant?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::senses increased agitation from the Tweezles::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::can't hear Jordan having been given an inhibitor earlier::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
All:  We don't even know what they are.  And has any one given thought to the Romulan connection?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::looks at the Commander::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::senses increased activity from the Tweezles ... smiles imperceptibly::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
All: Do we even know, really, their origin?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CMO: We're trying to solve a problem, Doctor. What are your suggestions?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
All:  We need to find a way to contain or destroy them.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
Luchena: Do you think stasis could work?

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::sighs and sits back::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Approximately 250,000km sir.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  We have to find something, and quickly.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
CO: Well, I'd like to spend what little time I have studying any info on these Tweezles.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
Mikal:  I seriously doubt the Romulans had any hand in this ... but this would be something Jr'dan would be interested in.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Sir the Tweezles in the cargo bay are very agitated sir.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
CO: I might be able to find something we could use to either repel them, or subdue them.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
All: The same basic principles would apply to any humanoid really. If we placed these creatures in stasis, we would be able to suspend them in time. Perhaps, after doing that, we can then relocate them to a safe location?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
Jordan:  The Romulans were involved in the delivery of the Tweezles.  What was they’re intention?  Are they a weapon?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Make that 250.000km from the outer edge of the solar system.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: A biological weapon is not implausible

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Luchena: Mikal, you've argued forcefully for the extermination of this species. Are you saying that containment now seems possible?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: Perhaps, sir, my teams can look over the satellite to see... what it was composed of that may have held the Tweezles at bay. Maybe Commander Damien's teams could assist?

TO_Tribble says:
Luchena: Is it possible to communicate with them?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO: I don't know.  All I know is we need to get away from this system.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
Mikal:  They have no intention.  A weapon?  ::laughs::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
TO:  Telepathically yes.  But I can't do it.  I've been given an inhibitor.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: An excellent idea, Ensign.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: I would agree though, sir, that we do move away from this system for now at least. What if they are attracted to Bajor eventually?

TO_Tribble says:
Luchena: Is two-way intelligent communication possible with them?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at Jordan curiously::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
TO:  I could, easily.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Luchena: The Gamma Quadrant is a long way away from this system, Mikal.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Sir maybe I can help in that capacity?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
TO:  Possibly.  I did it once before.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: There are still several billion life form in the satellite. 

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: What capacity is that, Lieutenant?

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::sits back, and listens for a bit::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  We cannot go through the wormhole without knowing what we're taking in there!  ::shouting::

TO_Tribble says:
Luchena: Are they malignant?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
TO:  No.  They only want to be together.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: I am a full Betazoid and am a telepath.

TO_Tribble says:
Luchena: I mean, can they work with us on a solution?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: We should be able to have the computer extrapolate the exact dimensions and working of the satellite and have it produce a holographic version.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Luchena: Other than your apparent unreasoning fear, Mikal, what evidence do you have that traversing the wormhole with the Tweezle aboard will be dangerous?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::smiles at Mikal::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
TO:  No but we might be able to understand their intention if someone could reach them.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  What evidence do you have that it will not?

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::nods:: OPS: The same could be done using conventional force fields

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::turns and leaves the briefing room::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: shakes head ::  

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::wishes he could contact Jordan telepathically, but can't::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The pursuing mass of Tweezles is 1,000,000km from the Pendragon and closing quickly. They will intercept the Pendragon in 7 minutes.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: Unless we want to access the inside. I really would rather not risk releasing the Tweezles, sir. That would be your call... or the Captains.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ CO:  You must go through the wormhole, Albaron ... you know you must ... ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: I hate to ask this of you... but do you think you could establish a dialog with the Tweezle?

TO_Tribble says:
CO: Do you want security to follow him and keep him under watch, Sir?

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::blinks, and wonders what happened between those two.. again::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
<LtJG Lerik> ::He cocks an eyebrow in his Vulcan-like manner as she notices the Tweezles' position:: *CO*: Bridge to Captain Thraxis.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
Self; Not a good idea.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I will try.  ::Relaxes and closes her eyes::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::takes his seat on the bridge and watches the information coming in::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
~~~ Jordan: I've come to that conclusion... but I want to hear other views before I commit us to it. ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
TO: Affirmative.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ ::Opens her mind to the Tweezles:: ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*Lerik*: Go ahead.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
<LtJG Lerik> *CO*: Captain, the Tweezles will intercept our position in 7 minutes time.

TO_Tribble says:
::contacts security guards and orders them to follow Luchena::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::remains aware of Jordan's intentions and is ready to help if needed::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan breaks into an immediate smile, the warm embrace of pure joy, almost makes her forget what she is supposed to be doing.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: turns to Damien ::  CEO: Prepare a second cargo bay to confine the new batch of Tweezle.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~::listens, barely hearing the Tweezles.  Can sense their intensity growing::~~~

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She raises an eyebrow:: All: Whatever we do.. I doubt it can be done in such a short period of time.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::is absorbed again ... smiles a silly contented smile::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: touches Jordan's hand ::  Jordan: Concentrate on communicating with them.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~Jordan: You have a job to do remember please.~~~

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CO*:  They're coming.  We have six minutes to find a defense.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: ignores Luchena's message ::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She raises an eyebrow as the Captain asks Jordan to communicate with them:: CO: Sir.. what would you like for me to do?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Tweezle: This is perfect ... please answer me ~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Begin your analysis of the satellite.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CMO*:  Doctor, we've got more Tweezles incoming.  Any ideas on what we can do?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CO: Aye, sir! ::She looks toward the CEO:: CEO: Sir, would you care to join me?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CEO: Get the cargo bay ready first.

TO_Tribble says:
CO: Sir, should we broadcast "Peace" on all frequencies to them?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
*CEO*: I know Intrepid class ships you can push her into the red for more speed.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: Looks like it’s our only chances. CO: Aye captain

Host CO_Thraxis says:
TO: Stand by. 

Host Coot says:
<Tweezles> ~~~ Jordan: Hear Tweezle. Be Tweezle. ~~~ ::intensity of the euphoria is increased::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
*Luchena*: I'm racking my brain for answers. Please give me the little bit of time I have to figure this out.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: I'll meet you once you are done on the Holodeck. ::She stands up from her chair and makes her way toward the Bridge::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
*FCO*: Await the captain’s order

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::begins to feel Jordan's euphoria and shakes her head to clear it again::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::gets up and leaves::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::is drawn in even deeper:: ~~~ Tweezle: What does that mean?  Help me understand ~~~

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CMO*:  Report to the Captain the minute you have something.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
*CEO*: I know that but you can do it when needed.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
Lerik: Lieutenant, you have Operations for now. If something major happens, let me know. ::She enters the Turbo Lift and orders it to the Holodeck::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::blinks. Of course he'd report.:: *Luchena* Understood, Newind out.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
<LtJG Lerik> ::He watches the Cadet go by with a slight interest as he continues monitoring the Tweezles::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Tweezles do not have a word to describe it, so Jordan is given imagery of everything good in her life as well as all wrongs corrected and all sorrow taken from her memory.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: watches Jordan's face for signs she is succumbing again ::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::sits there transfixed by what she sees::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::watches her best friend's face change again and gets worried::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::enters the bridge and creates an environment in the holodeck for the aliens::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notes the CEO arrive on the bridge::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::The Turbo Lift stops and Heather makes her way down the corridor toward the Holodeck. Once she reaches it, she steps inside and looks around at the holo-grid:: Computer: Begin scans of the satellite the Tweezles are in and extrapolate an exact replica of it. Once that is done, project an image here in the Holodeck.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan remembers a conversation with her father that he is extremely proud of her decision to join Starfleet.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: shakes Jordan's shoulder ::  Jordan: Communication. Focus on communicating with them.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
:: shows images of her life, of Starfleet, of her family::

TO_Tribble says:
::watches Jordan carefully::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The holodeck computer beeps accordingly and reproduces the satellite per OPS.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Sir I am concerned for Jordan.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: As am I, Lieutenant. Let's let her concentrate.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Understood sir.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: I am available to help if needed.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::leaves for the holodeck::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::Heather smiles briefly as she begins to look over the components of the satellite itself. She focuses on searching for the power source and any sort of containment device it may posses::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::watches the CEO leave the bridge::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::she shows them her family on the Pendragon, particularly the CO and Mikal ... the two she is closest to on the ship::

TO_Tribble says:
::guards watch Luchena::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::waits for them to show her more::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::wonders why he's being guarded::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::enters the holodeck and activates the forcefield:: OPS: We should be good to go. 

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::tries to recall if he was charged with anything recently::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::does not want to leave ... all is so peaceful here::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She begins to look over the data closely. Grant steps away from the console and kneels down next to the satellite, using her Tricorder to scan it as well:: CEO: Awesome! Would you like to run some scans from the console there? ::She points:: CEO: I have the computer starting with them.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Tweezles have reached the Pendragon, but continue on towards the Bajoran system. They have altered heading slightly,

Cmdr_Luchena says:
Self:  Oh no...

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: Sure. We're not real sure what we're looking for, so I'll start with broad spectrum scans.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: It just doesn't make sense to me, Commander. How could this thing hold those creatures... but then allows them to just escape? Maybe it wasn't even really truly holding them. Maybe we... woke them up.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan:  Jordan... sweetheart... time to come out of it.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::looks at the Captain and Jordan::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan relives a memory of her being promoted to Admiral after striking peace with the Dominion, hence ceasing the War from ever happening.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CO*:  Captain.  The Tweezles are heading for Bajor.  This is an emergency.  Take your station!

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: Back to your station. Pursuit course.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Yes sir permission to exceed warp speed limits?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She shakes her head:: CEO: This satellite isn't anything special, sir. From what I can gather, it was just used for communications. Not to hold these things...

TO_Tribble says:
::returns to bridge and takes over tactical station::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::stands up, and heads to the Bridge, seeing as how the Captain is occupied.:: XO: What's their distance to Bajor?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::gets up and rushes for the bridge::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: shakes Jordan vigorously :: Jordan: Come on... come on back now.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::senses their movement::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Don't ask me.  I've been relieved of duty.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: Yes. Go!

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: It's not there natural environment, that’s for sure.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Tweezles are headed directly for the wormhole. Sensors are detecting sub-atomic activity in the group of Tweezles and the area of the wormhole

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: Then what is? ::She pauses:: CEO: Lets see if the computer can produce a holo-image of a Tweezle or a group of them.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::takes the shortest route to the bridge and literally tears the duty FCO from the helm and punches in the pursuit course at warp 9.999::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
XO: You certainly seem to acting as if you haven't. ::turns to the science officer on the bridge:: SO: What's their distance to Bajor?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CO*:  They're heading for the wormhole.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::begins programming:: OPS: We'll have to magnify them greatly

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
<LtJG Lerik> All: The Tweezles are heading directly for the wormhole. Sub-atomic activity has been detected...

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::instantly snaps out of it:: CO:  Captain ...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Come on...   :: exits the briefing room and returns to the bridge ::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
*CO*: Pursuit course for Bajoran wormhole laid in and executed at warp 9.999.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: That should be fine. Maybe if we can take a better look at them we can figure out how we can stop them... and even what makes them tick.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Take us into the wormhole now!  ::makes it sound like an order::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~Jordan: Are you alright?~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*CEO*: Jose... we need to capture those Tweezle. Can you project a force field, reel them in?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::gets to his feet and approaches Jordan::  Jordan:  It's you isn't it?

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: Interesting. The power source of the satellite was what attracted them, but from what I'm reading, it's telepaths they feed on. Bajor is in grave danger should they get to the planet.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
Luchena:  You will refer to me as Admiral, or Sir, Commander.  Where is your uniform?

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: But Bajorans aren't telepathic...

Cmdr_Luchena says:
Jordan:  You were in telepathic contact with J'rdan.  And now you're back.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::watches the navigational computer and adjusts the ships speed as the pursue so she doesn't over shoot the targets::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks strangely at Jordan ::  CMO: Doctor: my wife appears to be hallucinating

TO_Tribble says:
::Security guards Smith and Wesson are determined to guard both Jordan and Luchena, even from each other::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The wormhole opens as the mass of Tweezles enter. It quickly closes behind them.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: But the wormhole is. If they get in there it will be a smorgasbord. It may even collapse the wormhole

Jordan_Thraxis says:
Luchena:  Whom I am in contact with is a privilege of rank.  I am Admiral Jordan Pettigrove!  ::looks down:: CO:  Where is my uniform?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::watches the view screen::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Damn it!!! They entered the wormhole.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at her curiously::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She taps her Combadge:: *CO*: Grant to Thraxis. Sir, it seems that the satellite didn't contain the Tweezles. They were attracted to it. From what Commander Damien and I can tell, they are attracted to telepaths. That means.. the wormhole would be a great place for them to head to next.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
CO: Due to their sub-atomic nature, I believe I might have come up with something.  A modified torpedo or probe to emit an immersion shield, large enough to contain the Tweezles. It's possible it'll work, but no guarantees.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: And with the wormhole gone... the Bajorans would blame us and the Federation...

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::notices Jordan's absurd behavior; pulls out his handy new medical tricorder, and scans her::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Take the ship into the wormhole?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CMO: We have to catch them first.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: Affirmative.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::nods:: OPS: We've got to keep them out of it.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  It's too late.  You blew it.  ::leaves the bridge::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
CO: Understood, but it might be best to have engineering start working on it immediately.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::takes the Pendragon into the wormhole::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
Luchena:  I didn't dismiss you.  COME BACK HERE!

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
*CO*: Sir, if those creatures enter the wormhole, they will cause it to collapse. Do we have your permission to try and remove them by any means necessary?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
TL:  Deck 3.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Activity in the cargo bay is reaching a critical level, the Tweezles continue to bang into the force field.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
Self: Come on girl don't let me down.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She looks toward Damien:: CEO: Could we transport them into stasis perhaps?

TO_Tribble says:
::Smith and Wesson follow Luchena::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She gets up and moves to one of the consoles in the Holodeck and begins to look over some of the data::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the Pendragon nears the wormhole, nothing happens. It remains violently motionless.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::shakes her head again as the Tweezles in the cargo bay intensify their agitation::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: We could, but I can't guarantee they will stop reacting in stasis

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Whoa sir there is no wormhole.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: Full stop.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
TL:  No.  Change that.  Deck 8.  Cargo Bay one.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::brings the ship down to a full stop::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: Well... lets think for a moment. What do we do when we need to slow down atomic responses?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks sternly at the FCO:: FCO:  Well get it back!  CO:  You will take me through that wormhole and you will do it now.  Understood?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Answering full stop now sir.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::emerges from the TL and heads toward the cargo bay::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: A dampening field

TO_Tribble says:
<Smith> Luchena: Sir, what are you planning to do?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::shakes her head again violently to rid it of the euphoria of the Tweezles::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
FCO: Take us around for another approach. Impulse power.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Understood.

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: We could use the deflector to create a burst... perhaps that could slow their responses down?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::hands fly over the board taking the Pendragon around again for another approach to the coordinates of the wormhole::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: We could, but it wouldn't stop them for long

Cmdr_Luchena says:
Smith:  Just following my instincts.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::looks to the Captain for a second, before looking to Jordan again. He retrieves a medkit, and pulls out a sedative. He gestures to Jordan, while looking at the Captain, indicating he wants to use it::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::enters the cargo bay::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CMO: Your call, Doctor.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::is startled by the activity within the field::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::sees a flash of her real life, but only for an instant.  Stares around confused momentarily::

TO_Tribble says:
::Smith and Wesson follow Luchena, hands on phasers ready at stun::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: But it could buy us some time at least... slow down any reaction.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the Pendragon approaches the coordinates, the wormhole does not open.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Sir the wormhole is not opening.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: Captain, if the aliens have entered and closed the wormhole, perhaps releasing the others in captivity would reopen it

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps up to the force field and watches the Tweezles::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sits ::  FCO: I can see that, Lieutenant. 

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::nodding, he presses the hypospray to her neck. He only wanted the body to relax for a moment, leaving the telepathic contact open. If the Tweezles weren't finished, it could screw her mind up, again.::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
CEO: Lets get to the Bridge and see if we can help from up there. Maybe we could.. ::She pauses as the CEO gives his suggestion to the CO:: CEO: Good thinking, sir!

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Sir also the Tweezles in the cargo bay is increasing::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::shakes her head again::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
OPS: Agreed. Computer, exit

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks at the CO as if she regards him as incompetent before going wide-eyed as the sedative begins to take effect::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: thinks for a moment ::  *CEO*: Do it, Jose.   FCO: Prepare to follow the Tweezle into the wormhole... I hope.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::scans Jordan's mental activity::

Cmdr_Luchena says:
Tweezles:  It's time to let you go.

TO_Tribble says:
::wonders what the Prophets are doing, inside the wormhole::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Tweezles in the cargo bay continue slamming into the force field. As Luchena speaks, they halt movement and take form, mimicking the XO's body shape.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: I'll beam them into space right in front of us ::deactivates the program and accesses a terminal, beaming the aliens out into space in front of the Pendragon::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::takes the ship around again for another approach::

TO_Tribble says:
::prepares to use weapons, although what effect they'll have is certainly questionable::

OPS_Ens_Grant says:
::She watches the Tweezles from the console she is at in the Holodeck::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The transporters beam the Tweezles into space. Almost instantaneously, they head for the wormhole.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: They're in front of the ship now Captain

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::sighs as the Tweezles dematerialize::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
CO: Going to follow them as the wormhole opens sir.

Cmdr_Luchena says:
Smith/Wesson:  It's in the hands of fate now.  ::heads for the exit::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*CEO*: We have them in sight.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::turns to the Captain:: CO:  You are relieved ... Albaron?  ::the flashes of her real life are becoming more and more frequent::

TO_Tribble says:
::Smith and Wesson follow Luchena::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Yes, dear?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks around wildly:: CO:  What am I doing?

Cmdr_Luchena says:
::returns to his quarters intent on filing charges::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: You had a little problem shaking off the effects of the Tweezle. Feeling better now?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::shakes her head:: CO:  No ... ::has a massive headache::

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::injects a small amount of telepathy suppressant, targeting the Paracortex:: CO/Jordan: That should help.

CMO_Lt_Newind says:
::pulls out a final hypospray, with a pain suppressant, and injects it:: Jordan: Anything else?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Pendragon matches the speed of the Tweezles and as the wormhole opens, the Tweezles and Pendragon enter.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
<Jr'dan> ::grabs the CMO by the throat:: CMO:  What do you think you are doing?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
<Jr'dan> CMO:  You are unfamiliar ... but no matter ... I will get to know you a LOT better

Host Coot says:
<Prophets> ALL: What is this?

Host Coot says:
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