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Sunday, January 13, 2385 | Sunday, January 13, 2385 | ||
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- | GORNAR, Tau Lacertae Nine (INS) — Vladamir Kostya' | + | GORNAR, Tau Lacertae Nine (INS) — Vladamir Kostya' |
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At 0500 hours local time, Starfleet forces accepted the surrender of the commander of the armed forces of the Gorn Hegemony in orbit of Tau Lacertae Nine. Supreme Commander Sslumayla surrendered himself and more than 160,000 Gorn troopers under his command to Commander George McBrown of the Starfleet Marine Corps. | At 0500 hours local time, Starfleet forces accepted the surrender of the commander of the armed forces of the Gorn Hegemony in orbit of Tau Lacertae Nine. Supreme Commander Sslumayla surrendered himself and more than 160,000 Gorn troopers under his command to Commander George McBrown of the Starfleet Marine Corps. | ||
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- | It was early in the morning, yet Sickbay was packed with Republic personnel. | + | It was early in the morning, yet Sickbay was packed with Republic personnel. |
"The Marines won't let anyone get near him," Narundi remarked. | "The Marines won't let anyone get near him," Narundi remarked. | ||
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"That was a family friend of Cromwell," | "That was a family friend of Cromwell," | ||
- | "Even MORE reason for Cromwell to have revenge!" | + | "Even MORE reason for Cromwell to have revenge!" |
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- | "I don't think anyone here believes that Doctor Cromwell is a war criminal," | + | "I don't think anyone here believes that Doctor Cromwell is a war criminal," |
A whale-like groaning and series of clicks came from the scintillating water tunnel above their heads where the Xindi-aquatic junior counselor, Drengal, was listening. | A whale-like groaning and series of clicks came from the scintillating water tunnel above their heads where the Xindi-aquatic junior counselor, Drengal, was listening. | ||
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"We can't wait for them to transfer Cromwell off the ship," Narundi added. | "We can't wait for them to transfer Cromwell off the ship," Narundi added. | ||
- | "Oh come on!" Vehns, the Tellarite technician from engineering exclaimed. | + | "Oh come on!" Vehns, the Tellarite technician from engineering exclaimed. |
"No, it's not," Reittan said soberly to the gathered crew. " | "No, it's not," Reittan said soberly to the gathered crew. " | ||
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"Well now," chided Meridian. | "Well now," chided Meridian. | ||
- | =/\= "Roth to Meridian." | + | =/\= //"Roth to Meridian." |
The ship's diplomatic political officer tapped her combadge in response to the captain. | The ship's diplomatic political officer tapped her combadge in response to the captain. | ||
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"This is Meridian. | "This is Meridian. | ||
- | =/\= "Could you please join Lieutenant Devloch and I for some breakfast in the Officer' | + | =/\= //"Could you please join Lieutenant Devloch and I for some breakfast in the Officer' |
- | "On my way," she tapped her combadge again to close the channel. | + | "On my way," she tapped her combadge again to close the channel. |
As soon as the door slid shut, the gathered crowd burst into a chorus of consternation and argument. | As soon as the door slid shut, the gathered crowd burst into a chorus of consternation and argument. | ||
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- | This wasn't the first time Leon had been in the brig, but this particular stint certainly felt the longest. | + | This wasn't the first time Leon had been in the brig, but this particular stint certainly felt the longest. |
- | And so, for the past two days, Leon spent most of his time laying on the bunk staring at the ceiling. | + | And so, for the past two days, Leon spent most of his time laying on the bunk staring at the ceiling. |
- | Like clockwork, the transition of the Marine guarding the watch desk took place as planned every eight hours. | + | Like clockwork, the transition of the Marine guarding the brig' |
Leon's usual daily sustenance arrived via a small closed-circuit transporter beam, materializing the standard fare of a cup of clear water and a slice of nutrient-enriched bread, with just enough vitamins to keep him alive and conscious. | Leon's usual daily sustenance arrived via a small closed-circuit transporter beam, materializing the standard fare of a cup of clear water and a slice of nutrient-enriched bread, with just enough vitamins to keep him alive and conscious. | ||
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The hair stood up on the back of Leon's neck. | The hair stood up on the back of Leon's neck. | ||
- | He looked up to see Purcell strolling towards him from the watch desk. To Leon's detriment, he hadn' | + | He looked up to see Purcell strolling towards him from the watch desk. To Leon's detriment, he hadn' |
- | Purcell stared at Leon with the same disturbed expression he saw when looking out upon the piles of dead Gorn newborns in the berthing cave on Cestus. | + | Wielding his phaser rifle once again, |
- | It now dawned upon Leon that he was being set up for a faux jail break. | + | It now dawned upon Leon that he was being set up for a faux jail break. |
- | As he sat there in shackles, a tray upon his lap, there was very little Leon could do to defend himself. | + | As he sat there in shackles, a tray of break and water upon his lap, there was very little Leon could do to defend himself. |
- | As in the Gorn cave, Purcell resulted to a martial arts kick; this time upwards to knock the tray off Leon's lap and knock him to the floor. | + | As in the Gorn cave, Purcell resulted to a martial arts kick; this time upwards to knock the tray off Leon's lap and knock him to the floor. |
"So that's it, then?" Leon asked, sitting in the corner of his cell, nursing a bleeding forehead while putting two-and-two together. | "So that's it, then?" Leon asked, sitting in the corner of his cell, nursing a bleeding forehead while putting two-and-two together. | ||
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Without warning, the grinding percussion resumed and reached a fevered pitch just as soon as Purcell trained his rifle back on Leon. The Marine looked over his shoulder, and from out of the shadows, a large heap-shaped construct mowed towards him. It's blistered surface pulsated with orange vesicles interlaced with veins of brown granite, and it propelled itself via thousands of string-like tentacles pushing it along the floor. | Without warning, the grinding percussion resumed and reached a fevered pitch just as soon as Purcell trained his rifle back on Leon. The Marine looked over his shoulder, and from out of the shadows, a large heap-shaped construct mowed towards him. It's blistered surface pulsated with orange vesicles interlaced with veins of brown granite, and it propelled itself via thousands of string-like tentacles pushing it along the floor. | ||
- | For his part, the doctor slowly lowered his shackled hands, which he instinctively used to shield his eyes after flinching in anticipation of phaser fire that never came. | + | For his part, the doctor slowly lowered his shackled hands, which he instinctively used to shield his eyes after flinching in anticipation of phaser fire that never came. |
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- | Prior to going on day shift on the bridge, Roth-Dorian was enjoying a cup of coffee while she and her Chief Engineer, Lieutenant Vance Devloch, watched the report of the Gorn's surrender on the mess hall monitor. | + | Prior to going on day shift on the bridge, Roth-Dorian was enjoying a cup of coffee while she and her Chief Engineer, Lieutenant Vance Devloch, watched the report of the Gorn's surrender on the mess hall monitor. |
//"And so it goes. On Gornar, the fight has been difficult, yet daily life is expected to improve dramatically over the next several months, thanks to the courage of the Gorn people and a determined contingent of Starfleet Marines. The Federation Council has provided the mandate for a continual presence of Starfleet forces in Gorn space through the rest of the year, and are carrying out an ambitious strategy to strengthen Gorn democracy, including helping Gorn citizens prepare for their first round of free elections ever in their history. | //"And so it goes. On Gornar, the fight has been difficult, yet daily life is expected to improve dramatically over the next several months, thanks to the courage of the Gorn people and a determined contingent of Starfleet Marines. The Federation Council has provided the mandate for a continual presence of Starfleet forces in Gorn space through the rest of the year, and are carrying out an ambitious strategy to strengthen Gorn democracy, including helping Gorn citizens prepare for their first round of free elections ever in their history. | ||
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"What do you mean ' | "What do you mean ' | ||
- | =/\= //"The water' | + | =/\= //"The water' |
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- | =/\= //"Aye sir, we've tried that, but the fields didn't stop or slow the water down. There seems to be several internal hull breaches that are bypassing the containment field generators."// | + | =/\= //"Aye sir, we've tried that too, but the fields didn't stop or slow the water down. There seems to be several internal hull breaches that are bypassing the containment field generators."// |
- | "The generators are being BYPASSED?" | + | "The generators are being BYPASSED?" |
=/\= //"It doesn' | =/\= //"It doesn' | ||
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- | //(to be continued)// | + | //([[current_story: |
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