[Conference Room - Deck One - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]
"Borg." Rojac steepled his fingers and rested them on his bearded
chin. His gaze was locked on the Erassian Colonel to his right. "Well,
they are certainly a force to be reckoned with; but you said they're
only one of the enemies that you face now." He leaned back in his
chair and crossed his arms, "Can you tell me, or does that violate
some kind of temporal law, Colonel Ivanov?"
"Only a bureaucracy like Starfleet creates things like Temporal
Directives. The Erassian Alliance does not now or in thirty years
indulge in creating red tape for itself. Besides you are looking for
a name which will mean nothing to you yet so me telling you such names
will be of no benefit to yourself. That those enemies were cause to
build a Tyrant Class Warship like the Samson should be warning
enough." Nikolai replied.
Anya decided to enter the conversation properly. "We are getting away
from more immediate concerns. What is the likelihood of the Romulans
and Muhareem sending more reinforcements through the gate? Do they
have anything nastier than the Thelaron Cruiser you took out upon
arrival? And finally what are the chances of us receiving more
reinforcement ships from Starfleet or the Alliance in the other
dimension?"
Nikolai turned to her and fixed her with a piercing gaze.
"Romulan/Muhareem reinforcements are highly likely. There will likely
be an evacuation convoy attempting passage through the gate shortly
and they'll be escorted by the bigger and nastier war cruisers. As
for friendly reinforcements you can forget about those. The
Federation is gone, what little remains of Starfleet has retreated to
the Delta Quadrant where the Borg are picking them off. The Alliance
has fallen, Erass herself has been burned to ashes and the remaining
two Tyrant Class Warships EAS Market Garden and EAS Overlord have both
gone silent so we can likely assume they are dead also. No help will
be forthcoming so we need to destroy that gate as soon as possible."
"Agreed." Rojac replied. "We will do so soon enough. When will you be
returning, Colonel?"
Nikolai was equally amused and appalled at the idea. "Returning? You
expect me and my people to go back to that slaughterhouse? No
Captain, I will lend my services to the Alliance in this realm. They
may not welcome us with welcome arms but they wont kill us out right."
"Starfleet could pay you quite well" Anya put forward.
"My loyalty is not for sale Major." Nikolai replied.
"Good Colonel. At least you have your priorities in order." Anya replied
Walters interrupted a question of his own. "Can you at least tell us
when the world starts to fall apart? When it all starts to go wrong?"
If he at least had a timescale he could work to that was something.
"Major Walters by this date the world has already started to go
rotten." Nikolai responded.
"Is it as bad as I've imagined?" Walters asked suggesting upon his
tactical papers he had published for the Defense Committee and his own
Research & Development superiors.
"Worse by far Major. You are dealing with an enemy far more capable
and far more prepared then you ever expected." Nikolai replied.
Rojac uncrossed his arms and stood from his reclined position. "Well,
sitting around isn't going to help out our gloomy situation. Walters,
get to the bridge and have Operations access the detonation frequency
for Major Cortez's detonator - if they haven't been disarmed by now.
As a back-up, have Commander Levison load out the torpedo tubes with
our best stock."
"Yes Captain, may as well get our kicks while we can." Walters said.
He rose and nodded at Colonel Ivanov. "If you'll excuse me Colonel."
Rojac held out a hand to the Colonel. "Thank you again, Colonel
Ivanov. You are welcome to enjoy the fireworks on the Bridge if you
wish."
"Tha.." Nikolai stood to take the proffered hand when he was
interrupted by a beep. He raised his hand to his right ear and drew a
line in the air towards his mouth activating a sub-dermal comm device.
What followed was what looked like a one sided conversation.
"Ivanov, go"
"How many?"
"Just the one. What Class?"
"Sheiss that was far too quick. At least we've got range on them.
Okay ready the main cannon, I'll beam over in a moment."
Nikolai turned back to Captain Rojac. "There's a Romulan Heavy War
Cruiser coming through the gate. We'll lay in some long range fire on
them to slow their advance. I need you to finish the job of
destroying that gate Captain."
Anya stood "I'm coming over to your ship with you Colonel. I want to
see what the Romulans are sending against us. There may be the chance
there have already been others come through the gate." Nikolai nodded
and moved his hand and in a green flash with a sound like a mini
thunderclap left Rojac alone in the Conference Room.
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End Log
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Captain Cropa Rojac
CO
USS Chimera - C
Major Scott Walters
XO
USS Chimera - C
Major Anya Xerxes
Wing Commander
USS Chimera - C
Colonel Nikolai Ivanov
CO
EAS Samson