USS Eagle, NCC 9561

CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
RomnHaas: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
EnsignMelody: ::AA
EnsignMelody: AA::
Cadet Stuart: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 59357.3
CommoLukasFyrstk: We are now enroute to rendesvous with the USS Rotunda.  At this 

point Ah have no ahdea whah, save it is under direct orders of the Commodore 

aboard Starbase 32-Fahve.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Whah do Ah not have a good feeling about this?
CommoLukasFyrstk:   ::Closes the log, and looks at the viewscreen::
EnsignMelody: CSci> ::Thinks that its because the Commodore hates us.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:  CSCI long range scans show the Rotunda at the 

rendescous point::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::on the bridge at the tactical station::
EnsignMelody: CSci> Sir I am showing on long range that the Rotunda is at the 

meeting point.
Cadet Stuart: [[Melody, yes I do or you can just tell me what they said and assme 

I already did]]
T L Lost: ::sitting in his seat, thinking about his favorite thing::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>::on the bridge again interested in what is going on::
CommoLukasFyrstk: [CSCI]  Acknowledged.  Mr. Lost when we arrahve, bring us 

alongsahde the Rotunda.
T L Lost: [co]hmm? Oh, yessir.
EnsignMelody: ((I was thinking we could do the communication))
RomnHaas: OPS>[CO] Captain, I-I am receiving a hail from the Rotunda.  Th-they 

say Captain Yarnell and a Colonel suntun will be beaming over.
Cadet Stuart: [now?]
EnsignMelody: ::Is reading a book on Psionics in sickbay::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: OPS also receives a comunique from the planet Tmonia 3 

directed to Dr. Hamza.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Looks back down at his board, then over to Ratchet.::  Doctor.  

I-I have a cal coming in f-for you.  From... Tmonia 3?
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Right. ::blinks:: I'll go take it in my office I 

suppose
GwenivereMarqusa: ::wonders what that's all about::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>You may use the ready room, Doctor, if you wish.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: Eagle exits Spaculaan space and enters the system 

where the Rotunda awaits.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>[CO] Thank you sir.
Azanna Danare has entered the room.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>::wonders into the CO's Ready Room::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Send her message to the Ready Room.
RomnHaas: OPS> Aye, sir. ::reroutes the message::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>::after taking a seat in ready room before computer 

thinks maybe she chose a wrong career. command looks nice ^_^::
T L Lost: ::glances at the ready room for a moment, then quickly back to 

his console::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION: On the viewscreen the USS Rotunda, a New Orleans-class 

starship, sits waiting.  Directly behind it is an old-looking Orion trader 

ship.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::looks at the view screen and wonders why there is an 

Orion Traider ship, scans both ships::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>::opens the message, being a little distracted as she 

is thinking on a new game the little Romulan has sent her - Tak and the Power of 

Juju ^_^::
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> Greeting Doctor. I hope I am not disturbing you. 

We received a call from Te'Pelata saying you wished to speak to us. I am 

Conductor Cleff. Current leader of Timonina 3. Her home world.
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::Sits quietly.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Scans show the Orion ship is operating under minimal power.  

There is no life signs aboard..  It is being held in place by a tractor beam from 

the Rotunda::
GwenivereMarqusa: [co] Captain, there is an Orion ship out there, minimal 

power and no life signs on board.
EnsignMelody: CSci> I'm not showing any life signs on the Orion ship.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Right. Yes I need to speak to you or someone with 

medical knowledge
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Nods:: [OPS]  Mr. Hass, once we are in position, signal 

the transporter room and then the Rotunda.
RomnHaas: OPS> Aye, sir.
EnsignMelody: Commander Cleff> I am avalable to speak with you if you wish 

Doctor.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((Anytime you are ready you can put us in position, Tru.))
T L Lost:  ::parks the Eagle next to the Rotunda:: (Sorry!!)
Azanna Danare: CMO> ::Closes her eyes a moment then opens them again.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Signals the Rotunda::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Yes well I need information ::then starts to describe 

all that has happened since the light beings incident::
Cadet Stuart: [I think I am CMO  ]
Azanna Danare: (Sorry ratch!)
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO]  Gwen you want to greet the captain and colonel?  

Escort them to briefing room 1.
Azanna Danare: *CNS> 
Azanna Danare: (Thought I had changed that when I did it wrong the first time...)
GwenivereMarqusa: [co] Yes Sir ::turns and head to the TL to go to the 

transporter room::
RomnHaas: OPS>[CO]  The Rotunda is ready, s-sir.  They are also requesting we 

take posession of the O-Orion ship.
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff>Ah. Our little Melody has always been a gifted 

child. Once in a great while children are born with the gift to sense emotions. 

But as far as it is known that has been the limit to mind based powers of our 

people.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::rises from his seat to go to the conference room.  Raises 

an eyebrow:: [OPS]  Make it so, Mr. Haas.  You have the bridge.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Do a complete scan of the ship, Josie.  Make certain 

there is no surprahses aboard it.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::arrives in the TR::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>CMO>Tell me more about these limited powers, have any shown 

unusual high? Is telepathy something normal in your species ever at one point and 

what is done about it as she seems in difficulty about it?
RomnHaas: OPS> [CO] Aye, sir. :Moves tot he center seat.  Also motions for the 

replacement OPS officer to tractor the Orion ship::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: Captain Yarnell and Colonel Suntun beam over.::
EnsignMelody: CSci>Aye sir.:: Does a full spectrum scan of the Orion ship from 

stem to sturn.::
T L Lost: ::glances over to the ready room again::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Capt Y>[AXO]  Permission to come aboard?
GwenivereMarqusa: Captain, Colonel welcome to the Eagle.
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::Watches in silence before turning her eyes back to the 

viewscreen.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col. S.>:Nods to Gwen::  Thank you, Commander.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:enter the briefing room and moves to the head of the 

table::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::feels kind of odd to have a captain request permission 

to come aboard from her::[cy]Of course Captain.  If the two of you will follow 

me, Commodore Fyrstk is waiting.
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> The only thing I can tell you is a myth of our 

people. It seems in the early times of our planet we were visited by "beings of 

light". They gave to us a prophecy about a child that would guide 
RomnHaas: OPS>[CNS]  What do you think, Counselor?
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::blinks and looks to Rommie.:: Be' pardon?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::The two officers step off the transporter pads.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>  I hear good things about you, Commander.
EnsignMelody: thoes in need out of dark times. As for telepathy its unheard of 

among our people.
RomnHaas: OPS>  You're a-awful quiet.  Any opinions a-as to what's going on?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: Josie's scans turn up nothing unusual.  A 30-year-old 

Orion Trader ship.  Standard armaments.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::smiles:[cs] Well, that's better then bad things Colonel. 

 ::heads out to the briefing room.
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::avoids the quiet comment.:: Tae wha'? ::Shifting in her 

seat slightly.::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>::blink blink:: I dont see how that has to do with my 

AMO. I just need to know how to help her recover from this. Is it possible she 

may be a hybrid, one of her parents of another species or perhaps 
Cadet Stuart: genetically engineered? I know of this one cadet who is trying to 

genetically engineer himself to be telepathic. Cute kid, but he's got a lot to 

learn'=
RomnHaas: OPS> [CNS]  Nevermind.  Just idle chit-chat..
T L Lost: ::peaks around the bridge and then grins, pulling out a PADD::
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::raises a brow and tilts her head slightly.:: Sorry... Sir..
RomnHaas: OPS>[HELM] I-I hope that is studies on how to fly tractoring an Orion 

tub, Tru.
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> Well Doctor you mentioned light beings. As for her 

parents. They were both natives. I could look into her geneology if you wish.
T L Lost: [ops] umm . . . uhh . . . of course Rommie!  What else would it 

be?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::walks into the briefing room::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Smiles::  I know it wouldn't be a game.  Not wh-while on duty 

anyhow.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::rises as they enter.:: Captain Yarnell.  Good to see you
CommoLukasFyrstk: Capt Y>  A pleasure to see you, Commodore.  May I introduce 

Colonel Suntun, Special Ops attached to Starbase 325.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>::shrugs:: I highly doubt the two incidents are 

connected. AFter all you said telepathy is not inherit with your species. I mean 

what are the chances of them being the same and all?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::extends a hand.:: Colonel. 
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::turns her eyes to the viewscreen again and sighs.:: within 

the silen' s'ars a flu'er, mys'ic dreams an' worlds a wonder tha' tae thedis'an' 

galaxy shunders new a risin' 'ope... ::Her words very soft::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>::Shakes his hand::
T L Lost: [ops] Of course not!  Why would I ever bring a game on to the 

Bridge?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::gestures tot he chairs.  ::  Shall we al take a seat.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::The captain and colonel sit down::
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> It could be.. then again it might just be 

coincedence.
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::Pulls out a padd and begins to read silently.::
RomnHaas: OPS>  [HELM]  I certainly cannot imagine.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Tell me how someone from a species with no telepathic 

history suddenly becomes telepathic sir? It must be genetic engineering of sorts?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>  Commodore, we have a very ..... sticky situation.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Sticky?
T L Lost: ::turns the sound off on the PADD, then starts the game on, make 

sure to pull up a flying article so can cover the game at the drop of a hat::
GwenivereMarqusa: Commodore?  Shall I return to the Bridge Sir?
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff>::Looks insulted:: We, the people of Timonian 3 

have never conducted any sort of genitic altercation on our race. Our Melody is 

the first of our kind to leave her homeworld by herself to join your Starfleet. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>  Yes.  The USS Checkov was on special assignment... 

l::looks to Gwen::... No, can you stay Commander?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:Nods to Gwen to take a seat::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::nods and sits down::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:Looks at Suntun::  The Checkov?  That's a Defiant-class 

ship?
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::Stands slowly, turning the padd in her fingers as she heads 

towards the TL.::
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>I don't see anything wrong with genetic engineering. I 

am one of few who things it should be done. But unless you can come up with 

another explanation for this sudden development of telepathic ability. Her 
T L Lost: ::continues to play his game::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col. S>::nods::  Yes, sir.  Assigned to Special Ops also.  Well 

it seems the Checkov has gone missing.
Cadet Stuart: brain should not have the equipment to be telepathic
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  And this involves the Eagle because?....
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>::Looks to Yarnell, Gwen the Lukas::  Because their 

mission was in Spaculaan space.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::raises her eyebrows:: Spaculaan space Colonel?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  What?  Arw you people nuts?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Even Yarnell is taken aback by this news.::
EnsignMelody: Commander Cleff> Isn't empathy a minor telepathic skill? I am not 

well versed on psionic powers. Is it possiable that if you posses a minor ability 

that a being might be capable of other abilities?
Azanna Danare: CNS> ::enters the Tl and waits for the doors to close before 

stating where she wished to go.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>::Somewhat embarrassed::  They were supposed to 

infiltrate Gladiam's people.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Minor yes but she seems to be having trouble adapting 

to this which means something is wrong and this is not a normal thing for her or 

her species. I need explanations sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Under who's orders, Colonel, and whah are we just now 

learning aboutt his?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::jaw drops and think they ARE nuts::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S> Under the command of Starbase 325, Commodore, and we 

answer to him, not you.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Yarnell>  You answer to Starfleet, Colonel.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Let me guess..:: Is somewhoat kidding.:: ... You think 

Gladiam destroyed the Checkov?
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> As I have stated. The only known psionic ability 

to our people is empathy. And that maybe others of our race, if taken out of our 

normal enviroment may be capable of the same thing but Melody is the only  
EnsignMelody: being of our race that is off world and not on one of our ships.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>::even more embarrassed::  Not exactly.  We would know if 

the Checkov ..... was destroyed or slef-destructed.
T L Lost: ::peeks over his shoulder::
RomnHaas: OPS>[HELM]  Okay Tru, what are you doing?
EnsignMelody: Csci>::Looks up from her console.::
GwenivereMarqusa: You saying that Gladiam has the Checkov?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Please tell me you aren't sugggesting the Checkov has 

fallen into Glad-ah-am's hands?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>::Looks from Gwen to Lukas::  II'm afraid that is exactly 

what we fear.
T L Lost: [ops] umm . . . ::quickly flips to the flying article:: Just 

reading about flying Rommie
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Perhaps if she was looked at by one of your doctors?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>  We need to take the Orion ship to the last known 

coordinates of the Checkov.  That's what i was hoping Commander Marqusa would be 

able to help us with
GwenivereMarqusa: me?
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> To what end?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::thinks 'that explains why his earlier comment'::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S>  I read the reports on diferent asaults you have led.  

We need to get into their space and see if we can either get the Checkov back or 

destroy it.
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>Your doctors know your species better. perhaps they 

can help her or find better answwers then we can
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  We could just go in witht he Eagle, Colonel.
GwenivereMarqusa: undersub mode
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> This problem you are describing is not something 

that our doctors have ever had to deal with. We have noone who is trained or is 

knolageable about psionic powers or how they would effect one of our race.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S.> Not exactly, Commodore.  If Gladiam even suspects the 

Eagle is coming after him, and if he has possession of the Checkov, he wil use it 

against us.
Azanna Danare has left the room.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> The Eagle is more than a match for the Checkov, Colonel.
GwenivereMarqusa: Is there something else you're not telling us Colonel?
Cadet Stuart: Ratchet>But you do have people more familiar with your race 

then we have here
GwenivereMarqusa: What's so special about this ship that we need to destroy 

it?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Col S> That's not the worst of it.  The Checkov has .... a 

cloaking device.
EnsignMelody: Conductor Cleff> We gave all biologocal data on ou race to 

Starfleet when we joined the Federation
CommoLukasFyrstk: PAUSE SIM