[USS Chimera] [Backlog]SD240907.11 Joint Duty Log - MCapt/LtJg COps/DCEO Jade Reese and Gustav Kroitzer

<<OOC- This is a backlog after the biological weapons were brought aboard the Chimera>>

[Cargo Bay 1, USS Chimera]

Jade walked into Cargo Bay 1 looking for Sergeant Drake (NPC) to see
how things where progressing but instead of she ran into Lt JG
Kroitzer, "Lt." Jade said walking up to him, "how are things down
here?" Jade asked not wanting to pry but also wanted to make sure that
her department was doing their job.

Gustav was deep in thought when he heard Marine Captain Reese talk to
him making him jump a little "good thanks… all the weapons are sealed
away into individual airtight containers and I'm currently overseeing
the installation of the force field that is going to surround the
biological weapons while they are on board".

"Good." Jade said looking at the containers, "how are Sergeant Drake
and her team doing?" Jade said wanting to make sure her men were doing
a good job.

"Performing excellently, you have some fine people under you captain"
Gustav complimented.

"Good." Jade said looking at the containment containers when Sgt Drake
(NPC) walked up with a PADD showing all the supplies that they used
and that the containers were in working order.

"Ma'am and Lt." Verna said handing a PADD to the Lt, "all equipment
are working in the parameters that was specified." Verna said.

Gustav looked over the PADD "everything looks in good order" he said
before handing the PADD over to Reese.

Looking the PADD over Jade was satisfied with what the Sergeant was
able to do. "Sgt I want you to keep an eye on the temperature and the
flow of power I don't want to explain why the entire crew is infected
with what ever is in these weapons." Jade said.

"Copy that ma'am." Verna said ordering some of her men to monitor those things.

Turning to Reese, Gustav asked, "What equipment are you wanting for
the temporary triage".

"Let's get a containment area set-up and get some particle scanners in
the filtration system to make sure none of the particles don't find

their way around the ship infecting people." Jade said rubbing her

head one of her headaches was coming back. "We should also have some
triage beds just in case." Jade added.

"Aye captain I'll get my men on it right after we're finished with the
force field" Gustav stated.

"Good keep me informed and let me know if you need any more men or materials." Jade said nodding at her Sergeant and then she turned and headed out of the cargo bay.

Marine Captain Jade Reese

Chief Operations Officer

USS Chimera- C

&

Lieutenant Junior Grade Gustav Kroitzer 

Deputy Chief Engineer 

USS Chimera- C

--
Aza -- UCIP SIMMer

[USS Chimera] SD:240907.11 Duty Log, Major Anya Xerxes || Nightmares Of The Past - Part Two||

----------

Start Log

----------

<<Stardate: 240810.25, Battle of Charos VI>>
 

 

***Bridge, Deck One, USS Chimera-B***

 

Anya calmly waited at her station waiting for something to happen.  They had entered the Charos System and so far there had been no sign of the Romulans.  The Quasar was badly damaged and the McCoy had suffered an attack from what they claimed as Erassian Terrorists.  Some how that didn't add up, the Erassians had never been fond of the Federation but suicide bombings on a Federation Medical Ship?  No there was definitely some other factor at work and Anya didn't have a clue what it could be other than some sort of Romulan influence involved.

 

Anya sent a quick message to the CSEC on the McCoy asking him to send her any information that he had on the attackers.  She returned her thoughts to the situation at hand and resumed monitoring the surrounding area.  Her mundane activities swiftly ended as her Tactical console quickly lit up.  "Four Romulan Warbirds De-Cloaking" she called.

 

 

***Reinholt Institute,  Charos VI***

 

Major Scott Walters paced back and forward in the small control room of the Research and Development Centre that he was in charge of.  The thing was acting now was in direct violation of his orders from Colonel Westbridge and defying her usually meant death.  He wondered what would his older sister do?  Sylvia had always bee the go getter in the family joining the Erassian Alliance Military as soon as she was able and sure enough he had followed her in expecting to do nothing more than follow in her footsteps.  Somewhere along the line though he had gotten ahead of his sister, he was promoted to Major and had control of the entire Reinholt Institute whereas Sylvia was merely a Captain and still only in charge of the EAS Ostia, an IG4GW in the First Fleet.  In essence he had left his sisters shadow long behind him and yet he still looked up to her.  What should he do?  Follow Sylvia's example or Colonel Westbridge's orders?  In his heart of hearts he knew what he had to do.  "Ready the weapon"

 

 

***Eigorson Plaza, Charos VI***

 

Eigorson Plaza had once been a vibrant focal point of the thriving Central Business District in Elgamiya the Capital and first colony of Charos VI.  But now Eigorson Plaza was empty, a barren wasteland populated only by the buildings covered in the corporate logos of  Mega-corporations and Banks whose staff had long since died horribly from the plague delivered upon this planet by it's enemies.  The people who had likely thronged the Plaza had likely watched their skin melt off and drowned in their own blood or if they were lucky had taken their own lives early on.  The people were gone life had forsaken this place, only one focal point remained here.  The Eigorson Spire as it was locally known wasn't the tallest building in the city by far only measuring a mere 5000 ft.   It looked like a fusion of a tall cuboid and a pyramid which was slightly taller sitting at a 45 degree angle to the cuboid structure's alignment.  Viewed from above it looked like an eight pointed star.

 

The ground in the square began to shake.  The windows of the buildings began to reverberate violently, a few of them even shattering dramatically.  Giant straight cracks appeared on the centre of the outer pyramid's surfaces and slowly but surely the building began to split apart into five separate pieces with the one in the centre looking a little like the Washington Monument on Earth.

 

A loud humming noise filled the air and sparks of energy shot between the segments of the outer pyramid and the central pillar like a bolt of lightning with a thunderous crack.  Slowly the sparks increased in number, frequency and intensity till the noise was overwhelming and the central pillar began to glow white. 

 

 

***Reinholt Institute,  Charos VI***

 

"The Second Fleet has arrived and has begun to engage the Romulan Forces!" Came the shout from the officer observing the sensor readouts from the Planetary Defence Network.

 

Major Scott Walters watched as the weapon became fully charged.  "Prepare to target Warbird Echo once it clears five clicks from the Starfleet Vessel."   The holographic view screen changed perspective from that of the external view of the weapon to that of the targeting sensors of the weapon.  The Venator Class Warbird appeared large in fully three dimensional form.  It was an extremely powerful warship but in the face of what was about to be unleashed it was like a child's toy.  The targeting reticule went from green to red.  One word came from the mouth of Major Walters and it was delivered with a surety that he had never held before "Fire."

 

 

***Eigorson Plaza, Charos VI***

 

The Eigorson Spire glowed brighter and brighter until there was a blinding flash like the detonation of a nuclear weapon.  As the ultra bright beam lanced upwards from the weapon a shockwave reverberated out from the weapon shattering all the windows in the Plaza and dislodging loose pieces of masonry.

 

 

***Reinholt Institute,  Charos VI***

 

Major Walters let out a sigh of relief.  "It worked well for a weapon that was built twenty years ago and has never been even test fired before.  Send the coded message to General Ivanov that we need to meet once the current situation has abated.  The only other thing we have to prepare for is facing the wrath of Colonel Westbridge."

 

 

***Bridge, Deck One, USS Chimera-B***

 

Anya shouted her reply "Closest thing we have on record is the Sharkapult!"  A drop of cold sweat dripped down her spine as she finally realised where she had seen the Sharkapult before.  It hadn't been a real life encounter, no she would have remembered that far easier.  No instead the place she remembered something like the Sharkapult from before was the last training simulation that they had performed when she graduated from flight training in the Erassian Alliance Military.  The simulation was a no win situation  essentially the Erassian pilots version of Starfleet's Kobayashi Maru.  And the enemy that they had fought in that simulation each one of the enemy fighters was equipped with a sharkapult...the name of the enemy came back to her in a rush.  "Gods help us, they're real. The Karaf."  She breathed feeling more helpless at that moment than any other time.  More than anything else she knew for sure that something old and powerful was stirring and it had something to do with the Karaf.

 

 

***Study, Lunar Shrine, Trill***

 

Her nails tapped the surface of the desk impatiently as she read the latest report from her agents that she had tailing the Betazed woman.  It had been over twenty five years since she had last seen that frightened child on the Dominion occupied planet.  Over quarter of a century since the last time the enemy had tried to venture into their realm.  Whilst they had barely managed to stop the incursion of that one ship their efforts at curbing the more subtle elements of the enemies plan had been far less successful.  A small fist hammering on the study door broke her from her musings.  A young novitiate barged in panting and out of breath.  The novitiate spoke with a mixture of excitement and panic "High Priestess...she's waking up!"

<<Stardate 240907.11>>

***Admiral Janeway's Office,  JDC Headquarters, Earth***
 
The large wall screen displayed an image of a blond human male of mid to late thirties.  The image tag showed it was recorded aboard the USS McCoy during the battle of Aeren III when supposed 'Erassian splinter groups'  attacked the McCoy and assassinated the McCoy's XO.

Anya knew the face of this man, she knew this face all to well.  It was the face of someone who had cruelly denied her long sought happiness.  "Son of a bitch.  Colonel Vernier..."

"I take it you know him then Major.  Care to let me know who he is?"  Commander Daveed said impatiently.

Anya swallowed heavily and replied unable to hide the raw fury in her voice.  "His name is Colonel Jacques Vernier.  He is the former Head of Erassian Alliance Special Forces.  He is also the greatest traitor in all of Alliance history.  During the first days of the war against the Solrin Colonies the Alliance gathered together all it's leading commanders deep within the protected heart of the Erass System to discuss and create a strategy to repell our invaders.  This included all the CO's and XO's within the First and Second Fleets, what little was left of the Third Fleet had retreated to the Rios System to effect repairs and dispose of the dead.  Naturally security of such an event was of the highest priority and therefore was passed to the most loyal and capable individuals within the Erassian Alliance...the Special Forces.  During that meeting Colonel Vernier and a number of his closest subordinates planted and detonated a number of high explosive devices killing all of our best commanders and effectively destroying the chain of command in one fell swoop."

She took a breath and then swallowed "After that he participated in some of the worst biological weapons attacks of the war including the atacks on the Alpha Trading Station, two refugee convoys fleeing the Rios and Aldnar Systems both carrying over fifty thousand civilians.  He also lead the attack on Charos VI which caused over nine million lives and counting.  We thought we took him out when we hit the Sotara System and its Military Strongholds but it would appear not."  Anya turned to Admiral Janeway and stood stiffly at attention "Ma'am I am willing to do anything it takes, ask of me what you will."

"Very well Major.  You will be assigned a squadron of M-35A fighters which you will train in conjunction with your Lancers for a period of one to two months before being given strike package information to take out Colonel Jacques Vernier.  Make no mistake I'm not looking for simply him being dead I want his entire organization stopped in its tracks.  The assassination of Commander Harbijan Singh and the attack on the USS McCoy is being classed as an act of war and we will respond accordingly."  Admiral Janeway said.

The Erassian Intelligence officer cut in.  "In order to facilitate things and make the operation proceed more quickly your reserve rank with the Alliance is being raised to Major although no increase in pensionable funds will be passed on.  The squadron will be deployed to Starbase Unity within the week."


***Study, Lunar Shrine, Trill***

Lady Lillianna Tanavia paced the hardwood floor of her study disturbed by the current trend of events.  Far too many of her agents that she had sent to investigate strongholds of the Karaf's allies had shown up dead in the last few weeks and it was obvious from the state of their bodies they had been dead longer than she had continued to recieve their reports meaning her information was now hopelessly out of date and peppered with missinformation.  "Divine One, I think it is perhaps time we utilised our 'ace in the hole'.  If you agree would you send out a summons to her please?"

A disembodied female voice full of power answered Lady Lillianna Tanavia back.  "Indeed I think it is about time we told her of her heritage and the part she has to play in the grand scheme of things.  We have left her at arms length to forge her into a suitable weapon, perhaps now it is time to see how well the steel cuts."

Lillianna looked out her window towards the altar in the centre of the shrine feeling a shiver of fear go up her spine that she had not felt in years.  "As your humble servant I can bow to your will but even if I commit hubris I ask that you do not use her too harshly.  We are but mortal beings and we break easily."

"I promise nothing.  Your grandaughter will have to rely on her own strength and the will of fate to see her through this.  We only do this through necessity.  You of all people know what it means if we fail."  The voice answered with a hint of fury.

Lillianna pressed her head against the cool glass as the rain beat against the outside and spared a thought for the departed soul of her only daughter Rena.  "I know all too well Divine One.  I can only pray though that the ends justify the means."


***Interview Room Seven, Erassian Alliance Intelligence Headquarters,  Erass IV***

"Major Walters judging by your report, your little trip into the Klingon Empire was quite succesful.  Our allies in the Empire are content for now and you've returned with your head still on.  Any comments on your part Major?"  The slick looking Intelligence Handler said with a grin.

Scott looked up with a cranky expression caused by exhaustion and discomfort.  "The food was a little undercooked for my preferences."  He quipped.

The handler gave a slight chuckle.  "Not really the attitude to take when we've lined up your next job for you."

"And what fabulous job do I have next?  Body shield for a diplomat?  Rent boy?"  Scott answered harshly.

The handler smiled "As suited as you may be to those professions I doubt you would be in high demand.  No we have a job for you in a dangerous but opportunity lucrative position within the Federation."

Scott met the handlers eyes.  "Why me?"

"Because you're expendable Major"  The handler said in an amused voice.

---------

End Log

---------

<<Stardate 240810.25>>
 

First Lieutenant Anya Xerxes

ATAC

USS Chimera - B

Major Scott Walters
CO
Erassian Alliance Reinholt Institute

Lady Lilliana Tanavia (NPC Ixus)
High Priestess
Trill Lunar Shrine

<<Stardate 240907.11>>

Major Anya Xerxes
Flight Ops CO
USS Chimera - C

Commander Ariel Daveed (NPC Ixus)
CO
USS Jackal

Admiral Kathryn Janeway (NPC Ixus)
JDC CO

Erassian Alliance Intelligence Agent (NPC Ixus)
Agent

Lady Lilliana Tanavia (NPC Ixus)
High Priestess
Trill Lunar Shrine

Major Scott Walters
Expendable Asset

Erassian Alliance Intelligence Handler (NPC Ixus)
Handler

---

View your Twitter and Flickr updates from one place - Learn more!

[USS Chimera] SD 240907.10 || JL || Harker Conrontation || Part One ||

[Bridge - Deck One - USS Detector]

"Three... two... one."

The streaming lines of stars slammed to a halt as the Detector dropped out of subspace at its target location. She sat their adrift, invisible, and observant. The Detector's advanced sensor pallets sprung to life, receiving information from the sector around her. Stellar phenomena, planet plate tectonics, lifesign readings, space vessels, stellar debris and a myriad of other data poured onto the small console readout on Chisulo's armrest.

"Qashqai is in orbit. I'm detecting a Federation comm device on the planet surface." The science officer reported, who had more detailed sensor read-outs at his disposal.

"Are their any lifesigns to accompany this combadge?" Chisulo asked.

"It's hard to tell from this range. That planet is crawling with life, all the signals are getting mixed." The science officer replied. "Unless we drop the cloak and go to active sensors with an increased resolution - we'll only get better readings if we get closer."

Chisulo leaned back in his chair, and clasped his hand in front of his chin. He took a deep breath, and looked over to Commander Summers who sat at the small conference table at
the rear of the command center. She looked worried, and he didn't blame her. If he had a spouse and child he would be worried too.

The Captain abruptly summoned the Tactical officer. "Lieutenant, I want transphasic torpedoes armed in all launchers and ready at a moments notice." The officer nodded, but Chisulo had already turned toward the helm, "Helm, take us in a synchronous orbit 5km above the Qashqai."

"Aye, sir." Helm replied. "Engaging RCS thrusters."

"Science," Chisulo said to the young Lieutenant stationed there, "keep an eye out for that Romulan scout vessel. Harker will be nearby. We need to be ready to pounce."

[Bridge - Deck One - USS Qashqai]

On board the Qashqai all was busy with activity, just waiting for the Commodore to establish contact and issue one of the code words. There were dozen of possibilities what could happen down on the planet and Guzman labeled good a twenty with code words. This way he was not needed to explain the situation, nor to say in 'plain' words what needed to be done. 'Red' for example was the code word for immediate decloaking, beaming all security personnel on his location and raising shields with red alert activating.

Guzman was still on board, but the OPS officer looked at his console with increased intensity. For a fragment of a second he had the impression to see something out there … not far
from the Qashqai. While cloaked, he could not use active scans, so all he had were passive data ... but he could swear that something WAS there. It was not like a ship's signature or sensor echo ... rather some unusual movement in the star dust stream. Of course, the dust stream was extremely weak ... so maybe it was nothing. Since he was an inexperienced LtJg, he did not know how to find out more. Just for the case, he kept an eye on the sensors, but that was all.

[Bridge - Deck One - USS Detector]

From her seated position, Rangi could see everything and she was grateful that Chisulo has agreed her request to return to the Bridge. He had greeted her when she had arrived telling her that they were nearing their destination and had asked that she take the seat where she now sat.

She had no intention of taking a part, for this was Chisulo's ship and Chisulos mission and though she was powerless to help, she felt, in a small way, better for being in the thick of the action rather than sitting alone in her quarters wondering what was happening. So she sat with her hands clasped on her lap, telling herself to observe this from a detached point of view. She was failing miserably.

[Planetary Surface]

Nicolas Harker stood on a sandy-white beach underneath a clear blue sky. A small boy with hair as pale as the color of the sand played near the crystal clear waves. A moment
later the shimmer of a transporter made the figure Commodore Shane Guzman appear on the sand, not far from where Harker and Martin were.

Materializing on the surface, Shane took a glance on his wristband. It was a SSF version of tricoder and it was set to detect life forms. There were only three detected. Shane, Martin and Harker. Glancing immediately at Harker, Shane said: "I am here as promised. Now it's your turn to do as promised and release Martin"

"It's all right, Martin, you can greet your daddy," Nicolas said to the young boy.

Martin had turned at the sound of Shane's voice and dropping the shells he had been playing with,  broke into a run with a delighted cry of: " Daddy!" as he hurtled past Harker and launched himself into Shane's welcoming arms. He clung to his father as Shane lifted him up, pure happiness in his expression. " You took a long time to come here." he stated but couldn't hide his glee that they were together at last.

Shane allowed only a second to enjoy the presence of his son. It was a miracle that the little boy 'adopted' him as his father after all the horrors he has been through. He brought new purpose to Shane's life and was ready to defend him no matter what. "Are you all right, Martin?" Shane asked but looked at Harker instead of his son. "What have you been doing all the time?"

" He gave me some games  and let me be sit in the Captain's chair on his ship.." Martin replied "... and he said mummy would be here but she isn't." He laid his head against Shane's shoulder, looking accusingly at Harker.

"I'm glad you kept your word and came, Guzman," Nicolas said to the Commodore. "So now I will keep my promise about your son. You can send him back to your ship, but you have to stay."

Shane nodded. Not releasing his sight from Harker he said to Martin: "I'll be right with you, Martin. You now return to my ship and do exactly what you are told there, agreed little warrior?"

He lowered Martin to the ground and released him, risking one glance at his son.

"But daddy," Martin began to speak, "I want you to..."

He tapped his badge and said: "White, one to beam back". Almost without delay, Martin disappeared in the blue-ish transporter beam effect.

After Martin had transported away, Nicolas spread his hands wide and looked at Shane. "As you can see, I'm unarmed. Please afford me same courtesy? Throw your weapon into the water and take off that armoured jacket, then we can talk... man to man."

Shane considered the request. He was sure that Harker will be cheating, but for now, he was true to his word. Maybe it was not true Starfleet spirit – but Shane was not ready to believe in Harker's honesty. Slowly he unzipped his light combat armour and let it fall to the ground. The badge was on the jacket, but Shane had one more – implanted in his arm.

[End Part One]

Captain Tedros Chisulo

1TF Tactical Advisor

Commander Rangi Summers

1TF Medical Advisor

Commodore Shane Guzman

1TF Commanding Officer

Martin Guzman

Civilian

Nicholas Harker

Federation Defector / Romulan Collaborator

[USS Chimera] SD 240907.09 || JL || SB 234: UNITY || Capt. Rojac, MCap Davis & Lt. Mumacik ||

[Brig and Armory - Fleet Level - SB 234: UNITY]

 "This way, Captain." The Security Officer at the reception desk said as he stood and motioned toward the door.

 Rojac followed the Second Lieutenant down the corridor toward the holding cells. He thought about the scare Kroitzer's technician gave UNITY and the ship, and about leaving Ryana in his room as such short notice. And now he was finding his new Security Chief locked up in a holding cell on UNITY. This R&R was turning sour quickly.

 "In through this door, sir." The Ensign said, disengaging the force field.

 Rojac nodded and said, "Thank you." Before passing the marine officer and the enlisted guards at the door. He continued down the hallway until he arrived at the cell. Inside he saw a human standing quite erect with his shoulders back. His hands were held behind his back as he turned with an eyebrow raised toward the Captain. He carried himself like a Vulcan. Mumacik, Rojac thought, remebering the Lieutenant's file. Sitting on the bunk was a rather disheveled looking Marine Captain, presumably Channer Davis. Rojac stood there for a moment, until the Fleet Security Chief acknowledged him.

 Mumacik turned around as someone entered the area. He saw a tall human male, sharp eyed with a funny beard… wearing the rank of (naval) Captain. The chances were quite high him being Captain Cropa Rojac, CO of USS Chimera. Nodding towards the officer, he said: "Captain Rojac, I am Lieutenant Mumacik, Chief of Fleet level security… what can I do for you, sir?"

 "What are his charges, Lieutenant?" Rojac asked, cutting to the chase.

 The force field of the cell was not lowered yet and Rojac was outside the cell … with Davis and Mumacik inside. Since there was no valid reason to drop the force field, Mumacik did not gave such an order. Matters of courtesy were FAR behind him.

 "There are no official charges yet, sir" Mumacik replied. "Mr. Davis is about to be questioned in cases of unauthorized entering of a VIP quarters in a secure zone and resistance while arrested"

 "Anything to add, Mr. Davis?" the Captain asked.

 Davis looked at his new commanding officer, and smiled. "Nothing, sir."

 Cropa struggled hard to supress a smirk, and instead turned abruptly toward Lieutenant Mumacik. "Very well then. You may release him, Lieutenant."

Mumacik's face remained motionless and nothing showed that he was surprised about the sudden order. Some would call it suicidal, but it was just logical for him … Mumacik shook his head and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "I have to decline your request, Captain Cropa Rojac. This man is under arrest and will stay so until UNITY's JAG department decides to charge Mr. Davis or release him free"

"As Captain of the Starship Chimera and Commanding Officer of Mr. Davis, I am taking him into my custody. This is a right granted to me under SSF Wartime regulations." Rojac
said, ignoring the raised eyebrow of the Security Chief. He looked down at Davis. "On your feet, Mr. Davis."

With the smirk still on his face, the Marine Captain stood.

Mumacik considered Cropa's statement. He was not considering Cropa's rank and position, since he knew Captain Rojac was not in his chain of command. Connections and behind-the-scene powers meaned little to him (what was one of the reasons he was still a Lieutenant). He would decline again with no hesitation, wouldn't he knew that Rojac was right. It was indeed a CO's right to ask his crew to be transferred into his custody if the crew was charged with no capital crime. If Davis would kill someone on UNITY, not even Admiral Janeway would force Mumacik to
release him free.

Nonetheless… Mumacik nodded and motioned one of his security guards to lower the force field. Looking straight at Rojac, Mumacik said: "Captain Cropa Rojac, Commanding officer of USS Chimera. I hereby transferring Marine Captain Davis into your custody. I will pass all available documents about this accident to UNITY's JAG department and expect you to inform the JAG department about your legal decision in this case."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Lieutenant." Rojac replied, keeping eye contact with UNITY's Security Chief. Then he looked toward Davis and turned to walk out. "Mr. Davis, if you will follow me."

"Yes sir." The Marine nodded. On the way out he grinned to Mumacik saying, "Have a good day, Lieutenant." Then he turned and followed the Captain down the hall.

[End Log]

Captain Cropa Rojac

Commanding Officer

Marine Captain Channer Davis

Chief Security Officer

USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

&

Lieutenant Mumacik

Chief of Fleet Level Security

SB 234: UNITY

[USS Chimera] SD 240907.09. Personal Log: Cmdr Summers

rangi.summers@mojwap.sk wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

*** Rangis Quarters * USS Detector ***

Rangi left the Bridge and returned to her quarters to find a
message waiting from the CMO.
He had sent the results of the test he had taken on the skin
at the base of her neck where the Romulan had intended to
implant the device.

The area was sore and slightly inflamed but the results
showed there would be no permanent effects and he reassured
her that the treatment he had given would suffice.
He had included the full details of the compounds the swab
had contained but Rangi skimmed over them and closed the
screen, turned away and released a long breath as she
glanced around the room before moving to the bed.

She lay down on top of the coverlet, and tried to relax but
her thoughts were not that easily stilled and although the
bed was comfortable and the room peaceful, sleep at first
eluded her and when it came it was fitful at best.

Her dreams in the half wakeful state were of Martin and
Shane, Harker and what his plans might be, the Chameleiod
and how long he had been active aboard Unity and all that
that entailed.
She dreamt of Liev and his pitiful state and how charming
and friendly he had been before. She dreamt of the open
cells and released prisoners, some near death and some
already dead.
There were a myriad of images and tumbled, troubled
scenarios bit always, always there was Shane and Martin.

Her eyes flew open and she was suddenly wide awake and
aware.
Leaping from the bed she was at the consol in an instant.

" Summers" she said, slapping her hand on the com button.

" Ma'am.." a voice responded. " Captain Chisulo requests you
come to the Bridge."

" On my way" she replied.

*** End Log ***

Commander Rangi Summers
Med Ad. 1st Task Force
CMO
SB Unity

[USS Chimera] SD 240907.08 || JL || Padassa Station || Capt Chisulo & Cmdr Summers ||

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: James Croft <crizoft@gmail.com>
Date: Wed, Jul 8, 2009 at 10:29 AM
Subject: SD 240907.08 || JL || Padassa Station || Capt Chisulo & Cmdr Summers ||
To: USS Chimera <chimera@ucip.org>

[Sickbay - Deck Two - USS Detector]

" I'd like to see Captain Chisulo now" Rangi had stated flatly.

It wasn't the first time she had made the request but the CMO had insisted on a physical examination and had been very thorough about it. They had stared at each other in silence, one thinking that he would'nt be hurried and the other that she would use her position to her advantage if he refused. The CMO finally,grudgingly agreed but with conditions. She must eat a nourishing meal first and 'would she like to freshen up and change into new clothes?'

Rangi had looked down at herself and accepted that he was right, for she was dressed casually and the outfit was much the worse for wear. It seemed such a long time ago that she and Martin had made their way towards the transporter room, eager to travel to Aeran and the seaside holiday that awaited them.

So " Thankyou, yes" she had replied and the CMO had arranged for a yeoman to show Rangi the way to some quarters.

When she had emerged from a long soothing shower, she had found replicated replacements of her own clothes waiting, folded neatly on a chair and a modest meal, of which she ate little, set out on a tray in the main room. Now, refreshed and definately looking neater, she  headed towards the Bridge.

[Bridge - Deck One - USS Detector]

The bridge crew was hurried monitoring the progress of the Away Team and the activities on the station. Things were getting hot, but Chisulo sat in the center seat and remained cool, stoic, and serene. He sat in the command chair and soaked up all the incoming reports shouted in his direction.

"I'm detecting increased sensor activity from the station." The Science Officer called. "And power is being routed to their defense systems."

"I have multiple life-signs moving to the lower section of the station." The operations chief reported. "Major Kinn and Corporal Waters are with them." He paused for a moment. "They are haling."

"Patch it through." Chisulo replied.

+Captain,+ Giella greeted Chisulo quickly. +I apologise for breaking protocol by contacting you, but something's come up.+

Chisulo heard the whooshing sound of the turbolift doors opening and turned to see Commander Summers enter the room. He nodded quickly in acknowlegment, but turned his attention back   to Major Kinn. "What's going on, Major?"

+Corporal Waters and I are in the lower section where Commander Summers was held captive,+ she quickly explained. +When we came here we discovered a large number of cells occupied by not only captured Federation agents, but also a number of other agents including Erassians and Klingons. We've managed to pool our efforts together and have taken over the lower section to put up a resistance against the Romulans, but haven't succeeded in overriding the transporter inhibitor. One of the Klingon agents have sent a message to a nearby Klingon Intelligence outpost and they have three vessels en route to secure us. I'm requesting that you continue the mission without Corporal Waters and myself and that you contact Unity to send Federation assistance. I believe with our combined strength we can wrest the system from the Romulans and secure the station.+

"I will contact UNITY once we get out of sensor range of the station." Chisulo replied, waving a hand at helm to engage on the course he had set earlier. "Be safe, Major. And good luck."

+Yes, sir,+ Giella said before the channel closed.

The helm officer spoke as the communication ended, "Preparing for warp jump to the Qashqai's position, Captain."

"Engage when ready, Lieutenant." Chisulo replied, the quickly stood and turned to Commander Summers. "Commander, it is good to see you safe. I'm sure you have many  questions."

"Yes." she said both looking and sounding worried. She'd paused as Giella's report and request were made and now came to stand beside the Command chair looking at Chisulo directly. "Have they found  Harker and my son?" she asked.

Chisulo brought a hand to his chin. "Lance Corporal Zimmer transported aboard shortly after you did, and managed to bring downloaded copies of the station's most recent sensor logs. They show two human lifesigns boarding a small Romulan scout ship and departing the station."

It was what she had expected but even so, Rangi had hoped for a different answer. She gave of nod of understanding then asked: " Do you know where they are?"

"We have been able to track the ships trajectory to the Hrgok Sector, but the trail disappears after that." Chisulo said, calmly. "Our assumption is, that Harker, whom we are assuming is aboard, went under cloak to set a trap for Commodore Guzman - who mysteriously changed course to an X!Chi colony nearby. And he may be using Martin as leverage." Chisulo hated to be quite so blunt with the boy's mother, but Rangi was a Starfleet Officer and needed to know the brevity of the situation - no matter how hard it was to take.

It was true of course and Rangi knew it to be so. Harker would lure his old enemy into an impossible position then, most likely, would kill them both.She pressed her fingers hard against her forehead seeing in her minds eye, the smiling, trusting face of little Martin. Dropping her hand she remet Chisulos passive expression. "You're right.....but how much time do we have?...I don't think Harker will harm our son until he has the Commodore in his grasp but when he does......." she took a deep breath to subdue a rising fear. "What do you plan?" she asked.

"I plan to stop him, Commander." Chisulo replied. "Though I do not know how." He swiveled in his chair to face the viewscreen. "The Detector was not built for combat, but I have equipped her torpedo launchers with transphasic torpedoes. And she has one of the most effective cloaks in Starfleet. If it comes to combat, we will have to use guerrilla tactics."

Rangi turned away, looking at the view screen and feeling utterly helpless. She knew that Shane would not act rashly no matter how Harker tried to goad him but they were not alone now because soon Detector would be in play too and who knew what Harker would be capable of in a changed situation.

She looked back at Chisulo. "This is in your hands then." she said quietly.

"I will do my best, Commander." Chisulo replied.

"Sir, we are out of the Station's sensor range." The Helm officer replied.

"Good, send subspace text communication to UNITY. Ask for reinforcements to be sent to Major Kinn at Padassa Station. Inform them that three friendly Klingon vessels are en route." Chisulo ordered the communications officer.

"Aye, sir." Came the reply.

"How long, Lieutenant?" Chisulo asked the helm officer once more.

"Two hours, sir." The Lieutenant replied. "At least."

Chisulo swiveled back to face Rangi. "Commander, you better get some rest before then."

"I'll try." Rangi replied "but I'd like to be here on the bridge when you approach and for the duration." He could refuse the request but she hoped he wouldn't.

"Of course." Chisulo nodded.

[End Log]

Captain Terdros Chisulo

Tactical Advisor

Commander Rangi Summers

Medical Advisor

SSF First Taskforce

SB 234: UNITY

[USS Chimera] =/\= Weekly Sim Report #309 =/\= USS Chimera NCC 96899-C & SSF 1TF at SB 234: UNITY =/\=

=/\= Incoming Starfleet Special Forces Transmission =/\=
==============================================
                  - Starship Commanding Officer -
                    - Captain Cropa Rojac  -
                   - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C -
                   SD 240806.28 - SD 240807.04
                          SIM REPORT #309

==============================================
=/\= CONTENTS =/\=
==============================================
1) OOC Address
2) Promotions/Academy/Awards
3) Mission Assignments/Mission Summary/Quotes of the Week
4) Subject Lines/Website News/IRC Info
5) Crew Roster/Log Count/Removals
==============================================
=/\= OOC ADDRESS/ =/\=
==============================================
If having trouble viewing this entire transmission, it can be viewed in its entirety here: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_6hp4zg275
-------------------------
- CO's Report
-------------------------
This report covers the period SD 240806.28 - SD 240807.04.

14 logs (14 Active Crew,  4 Excused, 0 Unexcused, 2 On Leave, 0 Guest, 0 New, 9 Beta shift) 14 Total Crewmen.
 
Average logs per Week: 29.49 (-.20)
 
Chimerans!

To those of you residing in the United States I wish a happy Independence day. 

Slower week, log count wise, but a good week none-the-less. Rangi has finally been rescued from Romulan crutches at Padassa station.

Lets try and get the log count up this week. Our average weekly log count has been in decline since report # 292. I'll be happy, and will stop biting our nails once we hit thirty average logs again, but it is going to take some dedicated simmers to get there. 

Get logging!

+rojac
-------------------------
- XO's Address
----------------------

[Pending]

-------------------------
- Officer of the Week
-------------------------
And this week's Officer of the Week is...

- Bren, Muma, and I with 3 logs each.

------------------------

- Log of the Week
------------------------ 

[USS Chimera] SD 2409067.3 || Duty Log || MCapt Channer Davis ||

-------------------------
- Mailing Lists
-------------------------
There are a number of e-mail lists that are available to you as members of the UCIP.
- The Public list is a forum for chat/discussions. Here you can meet and talk to other members of the UCIP about anything you like.
- The Universe list if you want to keep up on the IC aspects of our
Star Trek Universe with logs from all-important aspects of the
organization.
If you would like to be on any of these lists then make a
subscription request through the UCIP Database.
Important Email lists:
- chimera-command@ucip.org: Here you can contact the Command Team members
- chimera-seniorstaff@ucip.org: Here you can contact all
department heads
- chimera-ooc@ucip.org: OOC mailing list for the crew of the USS Chimera
Other Email lists:
- chimera-1TF@ucip.org: An OOC mailing list for members of the 1TF sub-sim we have going on.
The Chimera Archive – look in your UCIP Database account [http://database.ucip.org/], then under My Subscriptions to find the chimera@ucip.org mailing list. Click on this list to access the archive.
Now onto the report!
-------------------------
- Plot Information
-------------------------

THIS WEEK:

Chimera - R&R. Send command a note if you want a "job".

UNITY - Setup for next plot.

• Qashqai - meet with Harker.
• Detector - what's happening with your infiltration of Padassa?
• Capt. Rodgers - when you get back, send Rojac a starter for their meeting.

LAST WEEK:

Chimera - R&R. Send command a note if you want a "job".

UNITY - Setup for next plot.

• Qashqai - meet with Harker.
• Detector - what's happening with your infiltration of Padassa?
• Capt. Rodgers - when you get back, send Rojac a starter for their meeting.

 

 

Need Ideas? ASK!
chimera-command@ucip.org
 
Relevant Plot Information:
The Erassian Alliance - http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_16frd4ntm2 - compiled by Ixus.
Romulan Datafile: http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Romulan
 
-------------------------
- Important Documents
-------------------------
Chimera Records: http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pR3cNAi2l3XB3nsvl3oq3fQ
Chimera Crew Compliment: http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pR3cNAi2l3XDOx0Onu8UcPw
Chimera Key Positions: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_0dkj2fv
Chimera Position Descriptions: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_4132kgh9mh
Federation VIPs: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_15fd5cfbcn
==============================================
=/\= PROMOTIONS/ACADEMY/AWARDS =/\=
==============================================
-------------------------
- Promotions and Awards
-------------------------

1. Gustav Kroitzer - Promotion to full Lieutenant. Technical Excellence Ribbon & Bronze Star for Valor (spacewalk during battle).

2. Anya Xerxes - Promotion to Major. Omega Cross Ribbon & Pallas Medal (forparticipation in negotiations). Bronze Medal for Service (OOC).

3. Rayna Dior - Rising Star Ribbon.

4. Butch (OOC) - Star Cross for Merit & Fleet Achievement Medal. [ And a big thanks for playing Capt Mayo! Lets hope you can reprise the role.]

5. Bren (OOC) - Fleet achievement Medal

6. Rangi (OOC) - Fleet achievement medal. 

-------------------------
- Academy
------------------------- 

none.

==============================================
=/\= MISSION SUMMARY/QUOTES OF THE WEEK =/\=
==============================================
-------------------------
- Summaries (rojac)
------------------------- 

Shane transported in light combat armor with an ODA team to meet Harker on a planet surface.

Cropa and Rayna were startled awake by  warning of a warp core breach issued by the computer. Cropa grumpily called on the CEO.

Chisulo and the Detector picked up the Qashqai during their stake-out o the Padassa infiltration.

Channer Davis fought off one guard, only to run into the butt of a phaser rifle around the corner.

Lt Mumacik visited the Chimera's new CSEC in the brig, and was notified of a grumpy Starfleet Captain that wanted to visit.

Anya Xerxes met with Admiral Janeway and an Erassian Intelligence officer, and recognied a familiar face in footage captured during the McCoy incident seven months earlier (IC).

Cropa met with Gustav, and expressed his deire to ruin the career of the technician that endangered his ship and crew. Gustav offered his more "rehabilitating" advice.

Giella Kinn prowled the decks of Padassa Station and found a familiar face on an operating table.

Giella brought Rangi to relative safety, and send her aboard the Qashqai with her recall device.

Back at UNITY, Mercedes Carpenter linked the mysterious Muhareem genetically to the restricted archeological site at Sitiva.

-------------------------

- Quotes of the Week (by Rangi)

------------------------- 

One of everything? ....................


Wearing a light combat armour, Shane stood in the
transporter room, ready to step on the transporter platform
as soon as HELM announce the arrival at the given
coordinates. Shane was wearing a type IIIb phaser rifle as
well as a standard type II phaser … and a hidden small
type I phaser beneath his clothes. Harker was far from a
honest person and therefore Shane saw no point in acting
honestly as well.

Commodore Shane Guzman CO, 1st TF, SSF Command CO, SB 234:
UNITY


========================================================================


The 'new improved' wake up alarm ......


She laid her head back on his shoulder, and they looked out
the viewport window towards the busy traffic frolicking to
and fro the starbase and Aeran III below. It lasted about
five minute until their relaxing moments were lost in a
blast of klaxons and emergency warnings.
[Warning warp core breach detected in main engineering….
Evacuate immediately] The Computer bellowed.




Captain Cropa Rojac Commanding Officer USS Chimera NCC
96899-C


==================================================================


This is the point where the little blue birds
appear?........

Channer stood up, dizzy, and pulled his combadge from his
uniform and tossed it on the unconscious form at his feet,
then began to run. His head was just starting to clear when
he rounded a corner, and walked face first into the butt of
a phaser rifle.

Everything was dark, and he had no dreams. Should really get
into fights more often.




M.Capt. Channer Davis Chief of Security - Pending USS
Chimera

==============================================================

 Not a long lost friend obviously......................



A man stepped out from a recess in the wall in a dark
coloured uniform saying "And it just so happens we in
Alliance Intellence are in agreement with the Admiral here.
I think we have found a particularly large problem which
needs to be permanently solved...someone I believe you would
like removed from the equation too Major Xerxes." He waved
and the large wall screen displayed an image of a blond
human male of mid to late thirties. The image tag showed it
was recorded aboard the USS McCoy during the battle of Aeren
III when supposed 'Erassian splinter groups' attacked the
McCoy and assassinated the McCoy's XO.

Anya knew the face of this man, she knew this face all to
well. It was the face of someone who had cruelly denied her
long sought happiness. "Son of a bitch. Colonel Vernier.



Major Anya Xerxes  Flight Ops CO  USS Chimera - C



===========================================================================


Well. we don't want him on Unity!.....


"This crewman shall not get away with a homework assignment
and a slap on the wrist, Lieutenant. He endangered the lives
of tens and thousands of civilian and Starfleet lives."
Rojac answered. "I want you to forward his crew record to my
office as soon as possible. I am removing his Special Forces
designation, and transferring him to regular Starfleet.
There is no place is the SSF for ignorant carelessness."

"Aye sir, will do, although I do think that removal from
SSF is a little harsh. I don't want him this ship anymore
but couldn't you transfer him to a starbase where it is
nice and safe… far away from anything that might
explode." Gustav said hoping that the Captain might listen
to his recommendation.
Cropa made eyecontact with his CEO and squinted slightly.




Captain Cropa Rojac Commanding Officer & Lieutenant Gustav
Kroitzer Chief Engineer USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

=======================================================================


He makes it look so simple :)..............




Giella stopped for a moment and listened carefully. "Why is
there no alarm going off?" she asked. Sure phaser fire would
set off some kind of alarm, unless it was silent.

"Already taken care of, ma'am," he replied almost suavely.
"Control room on the deck above. Was easier than I thought
it would be. Also, in a few minutes there should be..."

He was interrupted by a short alarm sound which ended
abruptly as lights in the corridors flashed a deep blue
twice briefly. Giella turned around to look down the
corridor and saw several deep set doorways opening,
revealing on the inside darkened prison cells



Major Giellera Kinn Adjunct Intelligence Advisor 1st Task
Force, SSF [NPC by Bren]

--------------------------

IRC Quotes (by Rangi)

------------------------- 

[22:45] <@Scallywag_Aza> Hello McKnight
[22:46] <+McKnight> hey again Aza :)
[22:47] <+McKnight> Just doing alittle spider hunting right
now
[22:47] <~Rangi> :(
[22:47] <~Rangi> brb
[22:53] <~Rangi> back
[22:53] <~Rangi>  dont mention the 's' word to me :{
[22:54] <+McKnight> sorry
[22:54] <~Rangi> did you get it?
[22:55] <+McKnight> the umbrella is my weapon of chocie ;)
[22:55] <+McKnight> no, it escaped
[22:55] <~Rangi> :{
[22:55] * Finn|AFK
(Finn_AFK@kdfs-5A895335.lutn.cable.ntl.com) has joined
#uss-chimera
[22:55] <~Rangi> hairspray is good
[22:55] <+McKnight> nodds
[22:55] <~Rangi> Finn :)
[22:55] <Finn|AFK> the musical? surely not
[22:55] <~Rangi> welds them to the floor
[22:55] <+McKnight> hey finn
[22:56] <@Scallywag_Aza> fire is good to for killing spiders
but you then have to worry about setting something else on
fire
[22:56] <Finn|AFK> allo allo
[22:56] <@Scallywag_Aza> Hey Finn
[22:56] <~Rangi> no..a method of catching spids
[22:56] <~Rangi> lol
[22:56] <Finn|AFK> oh right, i thought you'd lost the plot
for a moment there
[22:56] <~Rangi> or polish
[22:56] <+McKnight> haha killed the spider but now my bed is
aflame
[22:56] <~Rangi> lol
[22:56] <Finn|AFK> yeah ive ruined two carpets doing that
[22:56] <+McKnight> hahah
==============================================
* SUBJECT LINES/LOGGING GUIDELINES/WEBSITE NEWS/IRC INFO *
==============================================
-------------------------
- Subject Lines
-------------------------
Please remember to use the following format for your subject lines:
SD 24YYMM.DD, Duty/Personal Log, Rank Name
e.g., SD 240502.01, CO's Log, Capt Rojac
e.g., SD 240502.01, Personal Log, Cropa Rojac
The [USS Chimera] part of the subject is placed automatically by the listserv, so you don't need to include it.
Also remember to include your details at the end of your log
e.g.,
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NX 96899-B
-------------------------
- Logging Guidelines
-------------------------
Logging:
The weekly logging deadline is at Midnight (12:00AM/00:00) GMT/UTC (19:00 EST); all logs received after the deadline will be counted for the following week. If you are pressed for time and would like a log to count for the previous week, but it is sent after the deadline, please send an email to the command team when you send the log so that we can make the corrections.
Please remember that all MAJOR plot changes need to be cleared with the command staff before a log goes through! You can do this by sending the command staff (chimera-command@ucip.org ) a log labeled with "Draft" tagged to the subject line. We'll typically let you know if it's approved within 24 to 48 hours, or tell you what might need to be modified before it's sent to the listserv.
When using other characters in your logs, please keep in mind that person's characteristics. Character information can be found on the UCIP website or the USS Chimera website (under CREW - just click on the Star Trek symbol next to the character's name). If you're still unsure how to interact with a character, then privately mail the person
involved, and I'm sure they'll be willing to help.
Conversely, if you feel that your character is being portrayed incorrectly by someone please contact them to try to work out an agreeable solution. Just keep in mind when logging to treat other characters the way you'd like them to treat you - with the respect due to any member of Starfleet who is a specialist in their field.
If you think your log may be going out of bounds, then please ask! If you are having problems finding things to write about or would just like some help with your log, please contact your department head or the command team. Remember, you don't always have to log about things relating to the main plot - logs that develop your character's
personality are encouraged! We're eager to help if you're having trouble; just email the command team (chimera-command@ucip.org).
-------------------------
- Website News
-------------------------
Our website can be found at http://www.ucip.org/chimera/
-------------------------
- IRC
-------------------------
The Chimera and UCIP have many IRC Channels [ IRC.kdfs.net]:
#USS-Chimera: Our own channel
#Backroom: The UCIP's OOC Channel
#Ten-Forward: The UCIP's IC Channel, where players of different SIMs can mingle IC.
=======================================================================
=/\= CREW ROSTER/ON REPORT/REMOVALS/LOGGING HISTORY =/\=
=======================================================================
New Cadets are given two (2) weeks upon joining to observe the sim. After the initial observation period, Cadets and other crew are required to post at least one log per week (unless on excused or on LOA).
Promotion is based upon quality and regularity of logging, among other
factors All promotions after Lieutenant Commander require review and
approval by Starfleet Command. For a complete breakdown of the promotion policy, please visit the Chimera's website.
-------------------------
- Crew Roster
-------------------------
Calendar Month: JUN 2009

---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
Nick                 |                          

---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+

NICK	309	310	311	312
Rojac	3
Bren	3
Ixus	2
Aza	E
Gutz	1
Jess	E
Jass	E
Mumacik	3
Rangi	1
Terek	B
Butch	E
Melissa	L
Pont	D
Oconnor	1
Teal	L

                                          

                                        
---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
TOTALS               |
---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+

Total Logs	14
Total Crew Logs	11
Total NPC Logs	3
Total Guest Logs	0
Weekly Log Count	10
Total Alpha Shift	6
Total Beta Shift	4
Total Crew Members	14

---------------------+---------------------+------+---+---+---+

Excused	4
Unexcused	0
On Leave	2
Resigned	0
Dropped	1
New Crew	0
Guests	0

---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
Legend
Excused    = E
Unexcused  = 0
On Leave   = L
Resigned   = R
New Crew   = N
Beta shift = B
N/A        = -
For realtime updates on the weekly log count and crew records visit http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pR3cNAi2l3XB3nsvl3oq3fQ.
-------------------------
- On Report
-------------------------
Any officer who is Absent Without Leave (0) for two or more consecutive
weeks is considered "On Report." Crewmen on report should email the command staff immediately to explain their absence (too much to do in RL is a fine excuse) and say when they anticipate being able to log again in the future.
The following crewmen are on report:

 

none.
-------------------------
- Removals/Resignations
-------------------------
The following crew have either resigned or have been dropped due to lack of activity. If they would like a position on the USS Chimera, they will need to reapply.
 
LtJG Tom Jardan

Cdt Jonas Archer

==============================================
LOGGING HISTORY (Total Logs)
Monthly (*=10 logs )
Jan_09 *******************
Feb_09 ****************
Mar_09 *********

Apr_09 *************

May_09 *******

Jun_09 *******

Jul_09 *

 

 
Weekly (* = 2 logs)
Calendar Year: 2409
Jan[03] *********
Jan[10] ***************************
Jan[17] **********************
Jan[24] ****************
Jan[31] *************************
Feb[07] *******************
Feb[14] ********************

Feb[21] *****************
Feb[28] ******************
Mar[07] **************** 
Mar[14] ***************

Mar[21] *********

Mar[28] ***************

Apr[04] *********

Apr[11] **********************

Apr[19] *************

Apr[25] *************

May[02] *************

May[09] ************

May[17] *******

May[23] **********

May[30] ***********

Jun[06] ********

Jun[13] **********

Jun[20] *********

Jun[27] *********

Jul[04] *******

-----------------------------------------------------------------------
==============================================
=/\= Report Terminates =/\=
==============================================
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
E-mail: crizoft@gmail.com

Commander Natalia Trzetrzelewska
Acting Executive Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
E-mail : ohmsford83@gmail.com

Commander Rangi Summers
1st Taskforce Medical Advisor (OOC: 2XO)
SSF First Taskforce Command
E-mail : rangi.summers@mojwap.sk
 
Marine Captain Anya Xerxes
Squadron CO (OOC: Logging Development Coach)
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
E-mail: ixus666@hotmail.com