[USS Chimera] SD: 240906.13 Duty Log, Lt JG Gustav Kroitzer Act. CEO

Paul Howorth <palsh963@gmail.com> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

=/\= USS Magellan – Engineering =/\=

Immediately after being transported off the rapier Gustav made his way
to main engineering to offer his services.

After consulting the computer on the quickest route to engineering
Kroitzer arrived, walking through the door he almost walked into a
Commander.

Taking the opportunity Gustav saluted and asked "Excuse me Ma'am,
could you point me in the direction of the CEO"

"You're looking at her Lt" she said stressed

"Sorry Ma'am I didn't know, I'm the CEO from the Chimera anything I
can do to help?"

The Commander looked at the young engineer in front of her "bit young
to be a CEO aren't you?"

Wondering what age had to do with engineering ability Gustav asked
with a raised eyebrow "Ma'am?"

"You want to prove yourself to me then I have a job for Lt" she said
with a haughty look in her eyes "I need you to go out onto the hull
and to the very top of the saucer section, there was an impact there
that has shorted the circuitry and severely weakened the shields in
that area"

"Aye Ma'am" was all Gustav said as a reply heading for the door.

Gustav made his way to the nearest airlock by the damaged section of
the saucer section and put on an environmental suit {Mimi would kill
me if she found out that I was doing this}

Exiting the airlock Gustav was greeted with one of the most
spectacular and scary sights of his life, flashes of green and orange
from the weapons arrays of the Magellan and the warbirds that were
attacking her and the stars flying past as the Magellan tried to evade
and attack the Romulans.

The movement of the ship and the grav boots made it hard work getting
to the damaged section quickly and more than once Gustav had a close
encounter with a ships disrupter fire but after about ten minutes he
made it to where he was to work.

Reaching into the engineering kit that he brought with him Kroitzer
pulled out a plasma cutter and started to cut away the damaged hull
plating, after he had the circuitry exposed he started the repair job.

The damaged circuits were a mess, not sure where to start he just went
ahead and started to pull out all the burnt out chips, boards and gel
packs.

After removing the damaged parts he started to replace what he could
but he still had to bypass a lot of the normal pathways but it didn't
take to long to complete the work, about 30 minutes in total.

As he was packing up and getting ready to leave he saw 3 large, black
angular ships dropped out of warp very close to the Magellan close
enough to see the names of the ships, the largest being the EAS
Oceanus, the EAS Theia and the EAS Coeus being smaller but still quite
large.

Gustav watched as they passed then headed to the airlock {thank Christ
that's over… and who the hell was at the helm of those ships, mental
patients}.

=/\= End Log =/\=

Lt JG Gustav Kroitzer
Act. CEO
USS – Chimera

[USS Chimera] || SB 234: UNITY || SD 240906.13 Duty Log, Commo. Shane Guzman

"shane.guzman@mojwap.sk" <shane.guzman@mojwap.sk> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

<<OOC … just a short log covering my RL absence.>>

===== Sickbay, USS Qashqai ======

Shane opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He felt
well … very well to be honest. All seemed to be fine and
there were no worries on his mind. The ceiling looked a bit
unfamiliar, but why bother?

"Commodore, can you hear me?" sounded a voice near by.

{Sure thing} Shane said to himself, but found it rather
difficult to open his mouth and actually say it.

"Commodore Guzman, its Lieutenant Lendra, can you hear
me?" said the same voice again.

With some effort, Shane managed to say: "Yes, sure I can
hear you, why?" His voice sounded somewhat croaky, like an
old thirsty frog.

"Do you know what happened?" Lendra asked.

Shane looked sideways at the person next to him. Lendra was
a middle aged woman, clad in teal collared uniform, not very
familiar to him. Shane remembered that he chose her for the
Qashqai crew cause her xeno-biology background … as
addition to her 10 years of medical experience in SSF. With
this thought, Shane suddenly remembered where he was …
this was Qashqai's sickbay … and his was on a mission to
save Rangi, Martin and Varis.

"What the hell!?" Shane cursed and sat up on the biobed.
There were two more persons present, both clad in marine
green, wearing medical badges. Shane's guess was that both
belonged to the two ODA units on board. The door to the
small sickbay was guarded by two tall security man, both
armed with rifles.

"What happened?" he asked – replying the previous
answer as well.

"You were poisoned, sir" Lendra answered. "24 hours
ago you just dropped unconscious on the bridge. Since that
you are in the sickbay and only four hours ago we were able
to find out what kind of poison you were exposed to. It's
a three reagent polymorphic poison, each reagent is harmless
alone, but once all three are present, they morph into a
highly toxic agent, deadly in most cases. You were lucky to
be here … a fast treatment was essential. Would this
happen somewhere else … where you would not receive
medical attention immediately … you would be dead now"

Shane sighed and closed his eyes. "Thank you" he said
finally, "I feel lucky today. Were you able to determine
the origin of the poison?" he asked. Lendra nodded:
"Yes, it's romulan."

"Damn" Shane muttered. It looked like that Tal'shiar
had the situation firm in hand that he was a fool believing
he could escape their wrath. Thinking about his family,
Shane asked again: "Did we receive any messages when I was
… sick?"

Lendra shrugged: "I do not know, sir. All I know is that
there is a priority message from UNITY waiting for you.
Commander Darel, who took command on the ship since you were
here inquired about your status several hours back. He
mentioned the message"

Nodding, Shane asked: "Lieutenant, is there any medical
reason I should not assume command?"

Lendra shook her head slowly: "Hmm … no, Sir. I
recommend at least 12 hours of rest for you …"

He sentence stayed unfinished as Shane already left the room
…

====== End of log ======

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

[USS Chimera] SD 240906.12 || Canna System Log ||

 

[Bridge - Deck 1 - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]

 

"Standard orbit, Captain." Dior reported in from the helm and navigation station.

 

"Beginning sensor sweep." Ra-Zerphimi reported in. "It appears that the antiproton levels have dropped drastically, though there is still interference from the blizzard conditions on the surface."

 

"Reese," Rojac  looked over to his Chief Operations officer, "can you give science any more power?"

 

Tapping away at her console trying to find some more power for scanners the problem is a lot of the power were going to shields and weapons. Seeing that they were out of danger for the time being she decided to take some power away from the weapons and reroute it to the scanners hopefully that would be enough for the science officer to get her readings.

 

"Captain, 1Lt Fosters is hailing us from the second freighter sir." Montesque, the Bajoran Communications officer called. "I have audio."

 

"Patch him through, Lieutenant." Rojac ordered. When Montesque nodded the Captain addressed the marine. "Lieutenant Fosters, this is Captain Rojac. What is your situation?"

 

"Sir, we've got warheads in storage containers in the main cargo bay.  Judging by the storage conditions of refrigeration and negative air pressure, I'd say it's highly likely we're dealing with bio weapons here Sir.  That's not all though Sir.  We found a young human girl wandering around in the cargo bay probably around six years old.  Based on her appearance and lifesigns its probably a safe bet that she's been used as a test subject for a bio-weapon, probably viral in origin.  Since finding her, my team's found another six human hostages in a sealed storage locker all showing similar symptoms.  Due to our contact with this girl I recommend this ship be treated as being contaminated with a level four biohazard, that means high level quarantine for everybody aboard including myself and my team."  Fosters gave the report as best he could.

"Level four." Bren muttered. "Captain." Was all he had to say.

Rojac sprung to action, tapping his combadge. "Bridge to Dr. Quoicho. Set up cargo bay three for emergency quarantine. We have biogenic weapons on the freighters."

+Aye, sir.+ Came the quick reply. 

Rojac was slightly worried. Dr. Rice, the acting CMO, was aboard the Rapier tending to her badly injured crew, leaving the young Dr. Nanee Quoicho to prep Cargo Bay three. Of course, she had the entire medical staff of the Chimera at her disposal, but that could still be a lot of stress for a young officer.  

Commander Ohmsord looked up from his console. "Commander Typhon reports that he has everything under control planet-side, Rojac. Its up to us to rendezvous with the freighters."

"Can the Prometheus call in reinforcements?" Rojac asked.

"Possibly." Bren replied. "We are in Erassian space."

"Mr. Montesque, Hail the Prometheus." Rojac ordered. "Dior, intercept Freighter two."

"Aye sir." Came their simultaneous replies.

  

Hearing that they might have some biological weapons coming aboard and he was setting up a prep area and treatment rooms Jade opened a COMM link to the Quartermaster, "Sgt I need you and a couple of teams in Cargo Bay 3 to help prepare decontam and treatment wounds possible biological weapons coming in." Jade said.

"Copy that ma'am." Drake said standing up and walking out of her small office and shouting people over to get two teams ready one team would go ahead and head up to Cargo Bay 3 and help the medical teams get their things set-up while Drake and the other team would fellow up with their equipment and start getting their teams set-up.

"Sir I have two teams from the quartermasters office heading to Cargo Bay 3 to give some help to the medical teams." Jade said to the CO.

"Excellent." Rojac said. "Thank you , Captain."

"Captain, Prometheus is responding." Montesque called.

"On screen."

"Prometheus here, how can we assist Captain Rojac?"  Colonel Hendricks answered the hail, pointedly not refering to the supposed mission commander, Commander Ohmsford.  "If it's a progress report you want then your in luck.  Our Special forces teams have just reported a clean sweep on the base.  Fifteen Breen Command Staff captured for your removal any time you are ready including as Captain Jankowski said 'One weird ass looking alien' and with the visual feeds I'm guesssing similar to what your guys extracted from Narendra before the Hyperion fried it."

"You have excellent soldiers, Colonel." Rojac said. "If you haven't done so already, we recommend you put the alien in a stasis chamber as soon as possible. They are highly dangerous."

"Meanwhile, our Security teams have detected biological weapons on the fleeing freighters. We are moving to intercept. There are four troop transports just inside the gravity well - if you get bored. I'm sure Commander Typhon can keep an eye on the base you emptied."

[End Log]

Captain Cropa Rojac

Commanding Officer

Marine Captain Jade Reese

Chief Operations Officer

First Lieutenant Johann Fosters

Assistant Security Officer

USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

=/\=

Colonel Alfred Hendricks

Commanding Officer

EAS Prometheus

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[USS Chimera] SD: 240906.13 ||Canna III Assault Log Part Two||

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Start Log

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***Breen Base, Canna III***

The two Orbital Drop Pods thundered through the atmosphere
with the outer hull blazing white-hot.  Like meteorites they
plummeted in an inexorable freefall towards the ground until
at the very last moment the reverse thrusters kicked in slowing
the ODPs just enough as to not liquidise their human cargo.


The two pods slammed into the ground releasing a shockwave
of ice and steam and within fifteen seconds the commandos
inside were out of their harnesses and deploying out of the
pods.  Moving swiftly over uneven ground towards the base
they fanned out.  When they found a entrance doorway to
the main building they placed a device on the metal plate. 


The device drew out all the heat energy in the door bringing
it's temperature down to almost absolute zero at which point
the commandos moved back a few paces as a small explosive
charge in the device detonated shattering the metal door like
glass.  With a hand motion the commandos advanced up to the
door and the point man engaged his thermoptic camouflage and
entered the building.  The point man fired his silenced rifle
twice dispatching two Breen soldiers waiting in ambush.  He
released the camouflage just for a second and gave the hand
signal for the rest of the commandos to follow him in.


They advanced into the building taking out Breen soldiers as
and where they found them.  The unit split into groups to clear
the building quicker and cut off any escape routes for Breen
command personnel.


They quickly found the secondary command centre and
prepared to storm it.  Captain Jankowski leader of the Special
Forces Unit sprayed what looked like shaving foam in a large
square with a cross through it on the wall about three
metres away from the door.  He then placed a remote
detonator into the centre of the foam and motioned to the
others to back off to a safe distance as he did as well.

He pressed the trigger blowing a hole in the wall.  They were
charging as soon as they heard the explosion.  Jumping through
the hole he spotted his priority target, a weird looking alien
looking around dazedly.  When it spotted Jankowski running
towards it lifted its hand to unleash a wave of telepathic energy
but Jankowski was quicker bringing his rifle butt down onto the
alien's head with a resounding crack knocking it unconscious.

 
***Space Above Canna III***


Anya banked hard and grimaced as the high G force crushed
her body into the seat as she barely evaded disruptor fire from
the Scorpion II on her tail.  Just about every maneuver she tried
the enemy could match.  This was no mere rookie flying an
advanced fighter...both fighter and pilot were exceptional.  They
were facing an elite squadron just like themselves.


There was no option left to engage the enemy squadron, she
would have to use that strategy...  "Lancer One to Sun God"


"I read you Lancer One, what are your orders?" First Lieutenant
Narvel Tenoro replied.


"Authorisation Thunderbolt.  Use of Puppetmaster is approved. 
Switch Datastream to Hive Mode and all missiles to space
suppression mode."  Anya shouted over the sound of a disruptor
blast hitting her shields.


"Puppetmaster isn't fully complete yet Captain..."


"Now is not the time to bloody argue Leftenant!"  Anya shouted.


"Aye Captain, initializing now."  Sun God cut off as Anya's screens
went black.  The same process was happening on all the other
fighters including the four Z-105 Shadows still on Chimera.  The
screens lit up with a loading bar building up to 100%. 


Upon completion it lit up in the centre with a large image of the
Seal of the Erassian Alliance.  "Well now we're in the shit."  Anya
muttered.  She heard cries of puzzlement over the Squadron
Comm channel which she ignored.  The sidestick started moving in
ways she wasn't controling.  The targeting system went haywire
and launched all the remaining missiles which spread out
detonating in the direct path of other enemys.


The enemy were confused as the tables had sudenly been
turned on them.  Anya flipped her fighter backwards and linking her
pulse cannons and chainguns fired everything she had into her
pursuer.  The Scorpion II spun out of control and slammed into the
top of Anya's Lancer damaging it.


The Romulan Squadron broke off from the furball and jumped to
warp.  Her comm panel came to life fuzzily "Lancer Five to Lead.  Do
we pursue?" David typically was eager for the hunt.


"Negative Five.  Send me damage reports and RTB.  Sun God start
analysing the info on the Scorpion II's and forward it to my office. 
Make no mistake people we're lucky to be alive and save the
questions till we get back I'll answer them then."  Anya listened
to the chorus of acknowledgements, cut off the comms channel.


She looked towards where the Prometheus was burning great trails
of light through the Romulan Troop Transports and sighed.  The
deployment of the Scorpion IIs onto the battlefield was a bad sign
of what lay ahead in the war.


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End Log
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Marine Captain Anya Xerxes
Flight Ops CO
USS Chimera - C

Captain Richard Jankowski (NPC Ixus)
Erassian Alliance Special Forces
EAS Prometheus

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