From: Joy Phillips (jkphillips82_at_googlemail.com)
Date: Fri Feb 29 2008 - 01:26:58 PST
"Scars" (Cont'd from "The Counselling Department Motto") Location: USS STONEHENGE Scene: Bridge Stardate: 2.80229.0910 "Status?" Rharns voice barked from the corridor leading to the CO's and XO's ready room. Peter glanced up from his seat and then quickly rose and moved to the executive officers chair while the Nocturian stepped fully into the hub and towards her position. "We've just entered the Salarian system." Peter declared, "We're being hailed." Pol'gra added. Rharn gave a thin smile showing fanged teeth. "On screen." The stars in front of them disappeared; taking its place was the centre of a large room. An older man with greying hair sat on a high backed seat, besides him a woman sat straight backed staring ahead. "Captain Rharn." The king said, "Starfleet alerted us to your approach, you've made good time." "We came as quickly as we could." Herim paused, "What's your current status?" "Bad." Cadrin admitted quietly. "Our doctors and medics are stretched to their limits; we took serious structural damage to the first city." He shook his head, "we've also lost communications with the village." Rharn nodded, "We'll beam you a medical team along with some supplies down straight away…" [[I wouldn't advise that Captain, the last Starfleet team that came out here had some problems beaming through our atmosphere.]] Rharn blinked and then began again, "We'll send a shuttle with a medical team and supplies down straight away for a preliminary look at the city, and begin scans of the surface to look for the village." [[Thank you ma'am, I'll have someone send you the co-ordinates so you know what area to be looking in.]] Rharn nodded and Pol'gra closed the link. "Co-ordinates are in." "Excellent, start scans of that area," she tapped her comm. Badge. "Rharn to sickbay" [[Aerdan here, go ahead.]] "Report with your team to shuttlebay 2 apparently transports won't work, Peter and the security team will meet you there." Peter nodded and stood up followed by Mathew from the tactical console. He was replaced with a security officer. =[/\]= Location: ATLIV II Scene: Landing site Prince Xoron watched the skies, the pale purples and reds of the sun rising and reflecting from the clouds were relaxing, up here on painters rise he was almost far enough away to not see the devastation of the short violent attack on his adopted home. Letting out a sigh the prince forced himself to look beyond the rising grace of the palace beyond the beautiful hues of the plains themselves. Most of the buildings had taken some damage, many of the citizens had still been living in the first temporary homes that had been built and these had not withstood the damage well. Two areas had suffered badly with a potential huge loss of life, a small town hall where a dance had been taking place and the water purification site. Both had people swarming over them, although after nearly 24 hours the chances of pulling survivors from the wreckage were looking slim. A small whining noise alerted him to the incoming shuttlecraft and he looked up in time to see the small personnel carrier coming in to land. A moment after touch down the door opened and a human male dropped from the craft and approached him. "Commander Aspinall. It's good to see you again." Xoron greeted, when he recognised the man from his time on the GATEWAY. "Xoron." Peter smiled and shook the Atleavkith's hand. "You too, you seem slightly better than last time I saw you." Xoron scowled. "Physically maybe," He answered and then nodded to the team. "This is just the first lot of us, we need to prepare a report, the captain and more crew will be following us shortly." "I know the drill." The prince answered, "Come on I'll show you the city." They moved quickly down the hill, striding forwards with a purpose Aerdan came to the front of the group. "Have you set up a triage area?" "Yes in the palace's med bay but it's overflowing." "Show me." Aerdan said. =[\/]= Scene: Landing site Izshlana had been sent up to greet the second AT, they'd quickly found the site of the village and were bringing more supplies and people to discuss the best way to help both the city and village. The small woman came across the shuttle just as someone stepped out. Raising an eyebrow she charged in, tackling the intruder the two barrel rolled a little way down the hill. They managed to throw a few punches at one another as they struggled to get the upper hand. The sound of the second shuttle was ignored until someone's voice yelled. "What is going on?" Izzy and Xordin separated and rolled to their feet the two both pulled phasers from concealed pockets and pointed them steadily at one another's chests. "This isn't Xoron." Izzy called as she glanced over her shoulder to see Rharn and Kiros. "No, it's not, Xoron's here." Xoron himself sounded amused as he stood shoulder to shoulder with Peter. "Bro get the insane woman to put the phaser down." The man in front of her risked a glance towards the gathering group of Atleavkith and Starfleet officers. Izzy looked from one to the other. "He's a changling… Tell me he's a changling" she muttered as she began to realise what might be happening Phia shook her head, "Izzy, but the phaser away," "That's Xordin," Xoron confirmed stepping forwards, "my twin brother." Izzy groaned. "Right, sure." Phia looked at her friend and patted her on her shoulder as the small woman replaced her phaser in the inside pocket of her uniform. "I thought twins were just a human mutation." She explained looking at the counsellor for a sympathetic ear, the taller woman managed to hide a smile as she encouraged the security chief to disarm herself. Xordin narrowed his eyes. "Look who's talking about mutants, you've got a tail." Izzy flushed and glared at him, "well you punch like a girl." She snapped. "That's because I didn't want to hurt you." He explained. "Well then you shouldn't have been snooping around the shuttles." Izzie counted "I was getting a tricorder." He picked the device up and waved it. "I thought we could modify it to pick up Atleavkith life signs through the rubble, it would give us a better idea of where to dig." "Not a bad idea." Kiros agreed stepping forwards and taking the tricorder from the Princes hands. " "So is there anywhere that we can all talk?" Rharn asked now the minor diplomatic issue had been solved. "In the palace." Xoron answered. He beckoned for people to follow him as they headed to the palace. =[/\]= Scene: War-room All the Starfleet officers filed into the small room with the royal family and members of the council, there were only a few seats so most of them stood leaning against walls, while The King and Queen and CO and XO sat around a table. "Thank you for coming." Cadrin opened the meeting, "we've had nearly a full day to deal with what we can ourselves, the water purification site is destroyed, and we have casualties and structural damage, any help you can provide we would appreciate." Rharn nodded and looked at the first away team, "how can we best help?." Peter shrugged, "the palace took minimal damage, although some of the admin buildings were a bit more damaged, the main structural damage is in the residential area along with the city hall and the water plant." "That's where most of the wounded are coming from; I'd advice using the shuttles to take some of the moveable patients up to sickbay on the STONE." Aerdan's soft lisping voice carried on the report. "The doctors here seem to have set up a good triage system they're just a bit overwhelmed some of the civilian doctors on the ship could take the strain using the sickbay systems." "Although I would like to bring some more personnel and supplies down to help deal with the patients too badly injured to move." Mathew spoke up. "Security wise we need to discover exactly who attacked the colony and if they're going to come back." Rharn nodded and half closed her eyes to block out the light while she considered the options. "Peter, take Aerdan and Izshlana with a medical and security team to the village. I'll stay here with Phia, Mathew and Kiros. Phia I want you to liase between the doctors and the rescue teams and also speak to the survivors, see what counselling help you can provide, Kiros I want you and Mathew to work on finding out who attacked the colony." "Peter check the village, report with ideas of casualties and find out why they lost communications. If anything seems out of the ordinary then don't land and we'll send reinforcements, no unnecessary risks." Everyone nodded and Cadrin looked up. "I'll send Xordin with you to the village." He offered, "he can scramble the navy if it's needed." "Thank you." Rharn nodded and the King flushed. "I should be thanking you captain." The Nocturian shrugged herim's brightly coloured shoulders. "Not yet sir, let's see what we can do to help first." "Let's move." She said looking at her crew intently. ** NRPG: And we're off. Teams can be changed if anyone wants to move themselves that's fine, also if you're at the city don't be afraid to write for the village and vice versa. I'm pretty relaxed about the outcome of this mission (except the total annihilation of the entire race) so let your imaginations run wild and have fun. So things to think about, how damaged is the village? Where is the village? Why did they spread out in the first place? How extensive are the fatalities in the city? Who attacked them and why? Are they still nearby or are they coming back? How have they evolved as a culture over the last few years and how is this going to affect them? How much help can we really supply? Plus anything that you lot can think up. As always any questions you know where to come. Also I'm sorry this was a day late I ended up sleeping through yesterday. Joy Phillips The madness behind Lt JG Izshlana Vort aSec/Tac USS STONEHENGE And Commander Katlina Gorman XO USS MCINNIS (novella Unit) From HyperNews_at_youth.net
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