From: V. Rahul Chandra (vrccan_at_gmail.com)
Date: Fri Feb 15 2008 - 15:39:11 PST
========= “Assessing the Situation” Con’t from Alix’s “Adrenaline Junkie” ========= Location: DOMINION BATTLESHIP Stardate: 2424 [2.8] 0215.1453 Scene: Corridor -> Holding Cell “Where are you taking us?” Daniel asked over his shoulder, only to be rudely shoved to the ground by the Jem’Hadar behind him. “You will speak only when spoken to,” the soldier answered. “Now get up.” Daniel slowly complied with the order, trying to figure out if there was any information that he could possibly get from this soldier. Looking around him, he noticed that only the tactical and marine forces were currently in the group of prisoners and he couldn’t see Colonel Maverick anywhere. “Where are the others?” he asked and almost immediately he was thrown against the wall by the same soldier, who grabbed a fistful of his uniform and pinned him against the wall with one hand, his weapon held carelessly in the other. “You will speak only when spoken to human,” the soldier repeated his earlier answer, before roughly shoving the marine ahead. “Now move and keep quiet.” Getting tired of being manhandled, Daniel decided to follow instructions for the moment and continued along the corridor with the other captured Starfleet personnel. He quickly noticed that all of the captured people were being directed into holding cells, although he noted with some interest that each person was being assigned their own cell. **Must be a pretty large ship,** he thought to himself, looking over his shoulder at the soldier that had been assigned to him and wondering if it was a good idea to try and ask another question. Since his previous two requests didn’t go that well, he decided for the moment to wait. “This is your holding cell,” the Jem’Hadar guard informed him, tapping a few buttons on the console to deactivate the forcefield across the entrance. “You will remain here until the Dominion has further need of you.” “Am I allowed to speak now?” Daniel asked sarcastically. “You just spoke to me.” The guard looked at him with an unreadable expression, before shoving him into the cell with the butt of his weapon and closing the forcefield behind the marine officer. “I’ll take that as a no,” Daniel muttered to himself, taking a seat in his cell. Nothing about this situation made any sense to him. Even though his contact with the Dominion had been practically non-existent before the start of this mission, the apparent division of the captured Starfleet crew seemed confusing to him. He didn’t have much time to wonder about that specific point however, because the sound of the forcefield deactivating drew his attention to the present and the Vorta that had just entered his holding cell. “Good evening, young human,” the Vorta said, smiling and bowing his head slightly. “I hope these accommodations aren’t too unpleasant for you.” Daniel got to his feet, putting his hands behind his back and staring straight at the Vorta in front of him. “Major Daniel Clarkson,” he said. “Yes yes, I know who you are,” the Vorta interrupted with a wave of dismissal. “I even know your serial number as well. None of this concerns me. But you appear to have the highest rank of the officers we have gathered here and therefore I will start our interrogation process with you.” Daniel was about to open his mouth to speak and then closed it, realizing that if the Dominion was indeed unaware of Colonel Maverick, then it was quite possible that he might have found a way to escape after they had all surrendered. The Vorta stared at him for a moment, before smiling. “Your Colonel is still on the surface Mr. Clarkson,” he said. “Along with all of your other personnel. They will be interrogated as to the disturbing Starfleet presence within this solar system.” “Then what are we doing here?” Daniel asked. “You will be assisting us in the discovery of your ship,” the Vorta replied. Daniel inwardly let out a sigh of relief. “You didn’t destroy the PATRIOT?” he asked. The Vorta smiled. “As far as your crew on the planet knows, both your warship and your construction vessel have been destroyed,” he said. “And that is all that anyone on this ship that we do not need will know.” The Vorta made an indication to the Jem’Hadar soldier, who stepped forward and grabbed Daniel’s arm, propelling him out of the cell and down the corridor. The Vorta caught up with them at the lift. “We know that your organization does not consider its footsoldiers expendable,” the Vorta said. “Your ships are still waiting for us somewhere. And with your help, we will have no trouble in finding them.” “You must realize that I have no intention of helping you,” Daniel answered. The Vorta smiled. “You will help us,” he said. “Whether you wish it or not.” ====== NRPG: Just moving things along. On the Dominion ship, all of the marines (minus Mav, who was in command of the away team) and all of the security personnel have been placed in holding cells and it is very likely that many of them will be interrogated in an attempt to gain information about the PATRIOT and CABOT that will help in finding it. On the surface, Mav, Tam, Sterling-Jade and everyone else are being held and probably interrogated in an effort to find out what Starfleet’s been up to on the surface, although I’ll leave the details of that up to whomever wants to write about them. On the PATRIOT, both ships have taken refuge in the nebula and for the moment the Dominion have broken off the pursuit. Alix -> I held off on writing anything aboard the PATRIOT in order to give you the chance to post again if you wanted =) ======= Rahul Chandra <vrccan_at_gmail.com> Playing… Lieutenant Commander Jeffrey Gorman, MD Executive Officer USS PATRIOT & Major Daniel Clarkson, MD Marine Executive Officer USS PATRIOT No virus found in this outgoing message. Checked by AVG Free Edition. Version: 7.5.516 / Virus Database: 269.20.6/1280 - Release Date: 15/02/2008 9:00 AM From HyperNews_at_youth.net
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