Wednesday, January 20, 2010

[USS Chimera] SD 241001.20 || Duty Log || Capt Chisulo StratOps ||

[Operations Center - Deck One - SB 234: UNITY]

"Captain Chisulo." 

Tedros looked up from his position at the master display table in the center of the room and towards the blue collared Science officer at the main science display. "Report Lieutenant."

"I'm picking up atmospheric disturbance in sector H-270 of Aeran III's stratosphere." The trill lieutenant j.g. replied.

"What's your assessment?" Chisulo asked, his interest piqued. He stepped away from the holographic repreesntation of UNITY, Aeran III and the TF vessels and squadrons present in the system. "Is it a ship?"

"Unknown sir." The trill woman replied. "It's hard to get a steady reading with all the atmospheric turbulence. It could be a ship trying to escape the atmosphere on low power, or it could be a meteorite burning up in the stratosphere. It's hard to tell."

"But we must investigate." Chisulo traced a finger around the holographic model and found the closest squadron patrol. "UNITY to Red Leader. Do you copy?"

+Affirmative UNITY.+ Came a steady, laconic voice. +Marine Captain Gron here.+

Chisulo pulled up Gron's personnel file on the table mounted padd. He was a decorated Vulcan pilot who had recently promoted as leader to UNITY's Red Valkyrie squadron as the previous Commander joined up with Major General Sharpe's MEF Fighter Wing. "Red Leader, I need you to investigate an atmospheric disturbance at sector H-270."

+Aye, sir.+ The Vulcan pilot replied. +What are the rules of engagement?+

"Failure to adhere to the Quarantine shall be me with debilitating force." Chisulo replied. "Disable their propulsion systems and shields. If necessary I will contact the Magellan to recover the offenders."

+Understood, UNITY.+

"Communications will maintain an open commlink. Chisulo out." The African Captain nodded toward the on-duty communications officer, who acknowledged the command.

"Anything further to report, Lieutenant?" Chisulo asked the trill at Science.

"Well," she looked up from her read-outs, "from what I'm reading here it's definitely not entering the atmosphere."

"Just what I feared." Chisulo muttered. "UNITY to Magellan. Unknown vessel at sector H-270. Red Squadron moving to intercept. Move in for back-up. Do you copy?"

[End Log]

Captain Tedros Chisulo
Chief Strategic Operations Officer
SSF First Taskforce & SB 234: UNITY

[USS Chimera] SD 241001.20: SB Unity || Duty Log || Part 2 || Major Cortez + Cmdr Summers

Herman <herman.oliver@gmail.com> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

=/-\= Isolation Unit 1B1 =/-\=


"Or is that the point, is this some sort of experiment, are you
playing God Rangi?". He threw the padd against the force field causing
small sparks to fly, "Or was this just Guzmans idea and you being the
loyal housewife just went along with it?", his accusations though
erratic had a point. He watched her reaction carefully.

As he threw the padd seemingly straight at her, Rangis instinctively
stepped back, her heaf turned away even though she knew the force
field kept her safe from harm. It fizzled with a second of brilliant
orange glow as she straightened up and met his piercing stare.

"What are you talking about?" she demanded. " No one has messed up.
We've got a situation that's getting out of hand because we don't know
what we're facing!" She took a step nearer the invisible divide. "Do
you 'always' have to bring this into it?" she asked, her tone grown
cold and quiet. "You can never resist belittling Shane Guzman can you?
At the least opportunity you accuse him of inefficiency or poor
judgement, now this time he's suddenly a God!." She glared at him,
barely concealing her growing anger, her lips compressed in a tight
line then looked away from him, closed her eyes for a few moments and
when she looked back at him she spoke evenly.

"I came to ask you to help me." she said " ...but all you can do is
suggest we are, somehow, for some inexplicable reason, setting lose
something that can infect the whole base.I'll leave you to wait for
your dinner." she ended and turned away.

"Get me out of here and I can help you", Cortez said as she turned.
"I'm not infected, and I know how you can prove it".

Rangi slowly looked back over her shoulder. "How?" she asked having
spent a few seconds trying to work out what he meant. If truth be
told, she didnt believe him but few things made sense and he appeared
not be joking or taunting her, so she retraced her steps and drew
closer to him. "You probably are infected." she said " In your report
you said the boy had grabbed you...it could happen that way."


"Maybe, but it didn't", he said looking at her. "I have a blood
sample from one of the infected after they've transformed, you can use
it to develop a cure, or at the very least use it as a way to test
people to see if they are infected, you're a doctor, you know more
than I do about this". he paused, "I'm sorry about what I said, I just
had to see your reaction, maybe your not in on it...", he voice
trailed off.


"In on what?" she asked, completely mystified as to what he alluded
but even as she spoke her eyes skimmed over his uniform and the bed on
which he had been seated. " Blood sample?" she said cautiously not
rising to any degree of hope. "Where is it and how did you get it?"


"I extracted it from the boy in my report", he paused as the scene
unfolded in his mind, "You should have seen it Rangi, he was
absolutely mad. He....It, this thing ripped its own arm from its
socket and felt no pain. Its what the infected are going to turn into
unless you can stop them", he took a breath. "I kept it hidden from
the guards, you'll find it in the pocket of my pants, it should still
be there. Check the locker in the cell block control room."

{It's too good to be true} was the first thought that sprang to her
mind. After all the research, all the false leads and frustrating
results,he had a phial of blood from an infected person?

"I read the report." she replied and shook her head. " You could be
infected...the situation you were in...." She shook her head again.
"Do you realize what you're saying? You're asking me to release
another infected person into a quarantined area?"

"You don't understand", Cortez replied, shaking his head, "Use the
blood sample to prove I'm not infected.", he let that sink in for a
second. "Now go, we don't have much time".

Rangi waited but a second longer then turned on her heel, hurried to
the door and tapped in the security code. She would see for herself if
the blood sample was really there. It was too much to hope for, she
told herself but she hoped for it just the same.

Richard watched as Rangi left and then went back to his spot on the
floor and leaned his head against the wall.


=/-\= END LOG =/-\=

Major Richard Cortez
CSEC
USS Chimera

+

Commander Rangi Summers
Med Adv 1st Task Force
CMO
SB Unity

[USS Chimera] SD 241001.20: SB Unity: Duty Log: Major Cortez / Cmdr Summers (part 1)

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

*** Isolation Unit 1B1 ***


Security was tight and that was putting it mildly.
Rangi entered the quarantined zone with a view to talking to
Major Cortez. In her hand she carried a two padds, a
transcript of his report and the photographs he had brought
back with him from Aeran III.

She both looked and felt tense because the last six hours
had been some of the most challenging in her professional
life.
Passing through the security stages, she came at last to
the isolation room that Cortez occupied.

When she entered it gave the appearance that he was able to
meet her freely but in fact there was a force field between
him and her. It was partly for medical reasons but partly
because of a security measure as Cortez had recently set
foot on Aeran.

Rangi knew that the man she had come to see would not be
best pleased to find himself in such a setting but she
needed to talk to him and only hoped he would be reasonable.
This was not something she expected.


Richard sat on the floor against the wall furthest from the
force field that was keeping him confined. He understood the
necessity of it all but he still didn't like it. But what
really angered him was the idea that he had been betrayed.
The parting words of the operators who had escorted him into
his new quarters were quite simply very revealing.
His mind sped a hundred miles a minute seeing conspiracy's
at every turn. He wondered if his suspicions were indeed
correct and if they were, were Guzman and Rangi both in on
it?

No matter how he figured it, there just wasn't any way
around the possibility that the Federation was trying to, or
perhaps already had used this virus as a biological weapon.
Perhaps it wasn't even natural at all.

Cortez leaned his head back and took a deep breath and as if
on cue the door leading to the outside walkway in front of
his containment cell swished open revealing Commander
Summers. Richard pretended not to notice.


Rangi walked into the room, glanced back at the door sealed
itself behind her and then transferred her attention to the
figure seated on the floor. She stepped towards the force
field and stopped, waiting for him to look up. He didnt.

" I really hope you're not going to sulk." she said. " I
need to talk to you...about this."
She held out the padd for him to see should he raise his
head.

"So talk", Richard said simply without looking up.

An audible sigh escaped her lips, her hand holding the padds
dropped to her side and she glanced away from him.

" Look.." she said. " I know this isnt ideal but I have to
talk to you. Things have happened since you went away and
you can help me...probably." she added for she wasnt
entirely sure that he could although the chances were high.


"In case you hadn't noticed Commander", Richard said
looking up, "I'm not really in a position to help anybody.
In fact, I'm quite content to sit in this cell, I have
dinner coming shortly and I'm very hungry."


" Dinner can wait." she replied and immediately regretted
her words for she saw the slight frown between his eyes.
" I'm sorry." she said. " I didnt mean it to sound
uncaring. Im sure you 'are' hungry...but I really need to
know a few things."
She raised the padds again indicating what she wanted to
talk about. " Would you?" she asked.


Richard sighed and stood up.
"Fine, send it through."
He watched as Summers pushed the padds through the slot and
then watched as they reappeared in his cell.
"OK, what am I looking for?" he added as he thumbed through
the info front of him.


"The photos.." she said. " Particularly of the woman with
the blonde hair. In the first one you can see the blue lines
quite clearly but in the last I can't see them at all." She
paused as he located the ones she referred to.
"Doesnt that remind you of something?"


Cortez flipped to the images she was talking about.
"I don't know", he said somewhat confused, "I haven't seen
this picture...she wasn't a patient when I arrived."
He paused and looked up at Rangi, "Must have been admitted
before I got there", looking back down at the screen, "It
says here shes dead, why do you ask?".

"Because that's what happened to Georgia Pegg." Rangi
replied. "There were no signs of the lines on her body when
it was found, none at all. In the time you were away fifteen
more people developed the symptoms.... Fifteen." she
stressed.


Richards eyes narrowed and he held the padd down to his
side.
"You should have listened to me and killed her when you had
the chance. Now at least fifteen more people are going to
die", his voice was becoming louder, "You and Guzman both
messed up big time".
He paused and took a few steps to the side.

"How many more people are you going to let die?", he stopped
moving and turned to look back at Summers, "Or is that the
point, is this some sort of experiment, are you playing God
Rangi?"

He threw the padd against the force field causing small
sparks to fly,

"Or was this just Guzmans idea and you being the loyal
housewife just went along with it?", his accusations, though
erratic, had a point.

He watched her reaction carefully.


*** End Part 1 ***

Major Richard Cortez
CSEC
USS Chimera
&
Commander Rangi Summers
Med Adv 1st Task Force
CMO
SB Unity

[USS Chimera] SD 241001.20 ||SB 234: UNITY|| Joint Duty Log, Cpt Trent Rodgers and Cpt Tedros Chisulo

[Operations Center - Deck One - SB 234: UNITY]


Captain Tedros Chisulo loomed over the report and readouts from his station at
UNITY's control center. He received reports from all Starfleet vessels under UNITY
and Rear Admiral Guzman's jurisdiction and was responsible for their logistics
and proper deployment for Taskforce Operations. After LtCol Pont Brillant's
departure and reassignment back to Quantico, the TF Tactical Department and
TF Strategic Operations departments were merged, with Chisulo as the de facto
head.

Across the Bridge, UNITY personnel were busy at their stations coordinating traffic
and patrols, monitoring long range scans, relaying communications and the like.
Chisulo looked up as the turbolift doors hissed open and aside to see Captain
Rodgers enter the room.

"XO on deck!" He called out.

For a moment, a slight moment, Trent looked around, wondering who the XO in
question was. It was his normal reaction everytime he stepped foot in ops or other
key task force facilities. He was still not accustomed to such formalities. As captain
on the Lancelot, he put a quick end to these formalities. But here, he wasn't in
command. So, he'd just have to put up with it.
 
"At ease," Trent finally said. "Captain Chisulo, it's good to see everything is in 
capable hands here."
 
"Thank you for the compliment, Captain." Tedros replied.
 
"I need to speak with you. There's a situation that has developed," Trent said.
 
Chisulo closed the report he was reading so that he could give his entire attention
to Captain Rodgers. His demeanor was obviously warranting it. 
 
"The admiral has placed Aeran III under a planetwide quarantine for medicial reasons.
We will need all of our ships in the system to enforce it. I have already spoken their 
captains of the situation. This is no drill."

Chisulo rubbed at his chin. "What ships, Captain?"

"The Magellan has just returned from Padassa and will be available along with the
Quasar and Qashqai. The Magellan will be led ship in this effort. I want to keep the
Hindenburg and Valiant on stand-by just in case the Rommies pick this moment to
pay us a visit."

Chisulo nodded. "They should suffice, they are excellent commanders." The Captain
tapped on his console and pulled up a diagram of UNITY's squadrons. "Should I
scramble the squadrons to aide in the patrols, Captain?" Chisulo asked. "The
Valkyries should be fast enough to intercept any vessels within the gravity well."

"Very well. Fighters will be used to intercept with capital ships intervening just in case
someone decides they want to break quarantine. Work out a patrol schedule."
 
"Aye sir." Chisulo nodded while typing in a few notes on a padd. "I will notify the Wing
Commanders immediately and place all UNITY personnel on Alert status. I there
anything else, sir?"

"No. Except to keep a close eye on the planet. This may end up being nothing. But if
this is something more, then we can not allow one potentally infected person to spread
... whatever it is to another planet."
 
Chisulo nodded as Trent turned and exited ops.
 
 
Captain Trent Rodgers
XO, 1st TF, SSF Command
XO, SB 234: UNITY
 
and
 
Captain Tedros Chisulo
Chief Strategic Operations Officer
1st TF, SB 234


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