"Ah, thank you lieutenant. I would appreciate all the help I can get. I for one won't be filing any complaints on the ethical implications so long as it can help me save more lives. Our circumstances, and these facilities are too limiting to be picky. What I wouldn't give for a properly equipped hospital..." Ed, now engaged in the conversation, came over and looked at the plansby dwalter - USS Perseus
Ed hadn't slept in, he checked his chrono, about three days. Fatigue washed off of him in waves, and the few personnel in the corridors gave him more than a wide berth. That may have also had to do with the blood on his normally pristine white coat. Every time crew had made it to Safe Haven, they also brought wounded. Ed, being one of the most senior medical officers on base had taken it uponby dwalter - USS Perseus
The Vulcan stopped smiling after standing in place for a few moments. "Odd, I should have been beamed out of here by now... I guess my devices failed." He sneered. "No matter, I can handle a bit of Starfleet security on my way to taking a shuttle." He lashed out at the closest member of the team, kicking him in the side of the knee. The man dropped with a grunt, but wby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Medical finally had some news. It was a long shot, but that seemed like it was still a safer bet than doing nothing at all. Angela exhaled in one long sigh. "Proceed doctor. Let me know the moment you see any change for better or worse." Angela looked at the view screen and wondered what move their adversaries were going to try next. The Broadsword was now coping with the mediby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Seems everything has gone relatively quiet. My bad on this end for not pushing things along more. More demanding requirements on the job plus still getting used to being back in charge of a ship has left me floundering a bit, but I am still here.by dwalter - USS Broadsword
=/\="Bridge to sickbay. Doctor, we have a major situation under way down on the surface. It looks like some plague has hit them, and hard. Casualties are mounting fast, and their medical professionals have no idea what it is or how to stop it. They are sending the details to you as we speak."=/\=by dwalter - USS Broadsword
Angela exhaled quietly when the bombs were finally taken care of. "Have the devices quarantined and brought to the weapons labs for dissassembly and study." Angela ordered. The ship hadn't blown up. It wasn't adrift in space defenceless. She wondered what the Gorn and Romulan's next moves might be. An incoming hail from the planet gave her the answer. The main view screeby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Hey all, Sorry I've been less than active the last week. I've got some stuff going on with work that's sapping most of my will to write, so I'm taking a quick LOA until after this long weekend. After that things should be resolved, and I'll be good to go!by dwalter - USS Broadsword
Hey folks, Sorry for the lack of posting this last little stretch. I'm going to need an LOA until after the Labour Day long weekend.by dwalter - USS Victoria
Yeah I'm not sure what happened either. Needless to say I was a little surprised when I wasn't able to mod my own postby dwalter - USS Broadsword
The Vulcan turns to look at the security team as they barge into the room in which he's standing. His expression seems blank as he pulls a small device from his pocket and presses the button. Nothing happens. He furrows his brow and presses it again. Still nothing. "Gentlemen," he smiles smoothly. "I don't know if you're aware, but I am a lieutenant. I require that you at leastby dwalter - USS Broadsword
The emperor's condition continues to deteriorate while the doctors decide what to do with him. He is starting to display signs of respiratory distress as core parts of the autonomic nervous system begin to be affected.by dwalter - USS Broadsword
Time seems to drag on as the bridge crew waits for news from the engineering teams, but eventually the comm comes to life again with reports that both other bombs have been disarmed.by dwalter - USS Broadsword
Ensign Kalen's team has been performing their sweep without incident. The specialists have been incredibly efficient and professional at searching each room on each deck, but it's slow work and there is no guarantee that someone won't slip by them even though they have been leaving people to guard the turbo lifts. A Vulcan science officer walks by the group and enters one of the labs. Withoutby dwalter - USS Broadsword
The doors to sickbay slide open, and a starfleet marine enters with his weapon at the ready. Behind him, another marine is carrying the limp form of Emperor Kefka in a combat casualty carry. "We need some help here!" The marine staff sergeant shouts. They place him on the nearest biobed. Scans will indicate that Kefka is infected with the same disease that catalyzed the Gorn bactby dwalter - USS Broadsword
"Intentional?" Angela blurted out. "You think the captain was deliberately targeted? That changes things for the worse. Doctor, can you determine when the captain was originally infected with this custom disease? Or at least how it was transmitted?" Angela slumped back in the captain's seat. She hoped that there would be some good news mixed in with the bad somewhere anby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Scans of the ship reveal two more signatures like the first bomb. One is tied to the port shield array, the other is in the forward torpedo magazine. Fortunately, the sensors were able to catalogue the original device, and provide Ashford with the schematics. Which the computer has never seen this kind of device before, a savvy engineer should, with these blueprints, be able to figure out how toby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Ed slumped forward, exhaling heavily. It wouldn't have taken any psychology training to know that he was conflicted. "I know. I shouldn't be allowing these feelings to affect me like this. I'm a professional, but it really is difficult. And to find out I can't really express those feelings anywhere on this ship without being overheard? Well that's not making it any easier for me. Eveby dwalter - USS Victoria
When word came in from Commander Kren to land immediately, Gunther wasted no time. "Throw in the power reserves would you Ensign?" He asked. The shuttle came about on a dime and made for the forward hanger. Gunther had read up on the specs for the Akira class starship, along with every other Federation vessel as part of his pilot training in the marines. Ship recognition was hby dwalter - USS Broadsword
An involuntary shudder of anger flashed through Ed's body when Cindy mentioned the experimental soldier programme, as well as the extensive scope of the nanites' programming. "It's probably self-evident that I'm with Andrea on this one, Cindy. No offence to you, but I'm not sure if you understand the sacrifices Sandy is making by having those... Things in her. I don't want to get intby dwalter - USS Victoria
Angela eased herself into the centre seat as Ashford finished her report. "Good," She said. "Let me know if you find any other problems, especially if they happen to be explosive in nature. On that note; were you able to get a good scan of the mine? It might help if we could disarm them safely instead of just letting them explode each time." There was a beep on theby dwalter - USS Broadsword
When the CMO finally has a chance to review the captain's blood work and scans, he finds something unsettling; something that was missed in the initial battle to treat the captain's injury and infection. The reason the infection was spreading so rapidly was because the captain's immune system had been compromised by a synthetic bio-chemical compound. Additional research will indicate that on itsby dwalter - USS Broadsword
"Can't you little buggers see I'm trying to help!" Ed cursed as the foot end of the biobed was deconstructed and recycled into several more inches of duranium leg-replacement. The nanites had turned ravenous in their need to repair the damage to Sandy's legs, but they were destroying Ed's equipment and his chances at naturally replacing the legs. Despite the interference, the naniteby dwalter - USS Victoria
Some of my fondest childhood memories include movies in which he had a part. I've seen the impact of mental illness on people around me. The military has a higher-than-average percentage of people who suffer from depression and PTSD. Unfortunately, mental illness is still stigmatized, and people don't feel comfortable getting the help that they need. Perhaps even in the tragedy of his death, moreby dwalter - USS Victoria
Angela walked onto the bridge, still feeling like she was missing something about the situation. Moments later, an in yellow walked off the turbo lift with urgency and asked who was in charge. "That would be me," Angela said levelly. "Commander Kren, I just assumed command of the Broadsword. You caught me before I even had time to rouse the senior officers, but from the lookby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Gunther smiled a slightly lopsided grin when the ensign showed up in the cockpit. "No need to be so formal Ensign, or so nervous. I'm a marine corps captain, not starfleet. That makes me the same as a lieutenant in your terms. Call me 'sir' too much and people are going to start thinking I actually made something of myself." He motioned to the empty flight engineer seat. &qby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Angela smiled at the science officer. Her ideas were definitely solid, and it was a good thing she was there to help put the current situation into perspective. It would be preferable to avoid an all out shooting war with the Romulans. "I suppose I shouldn't be getting ahead of myself on this sabotage investigation. I just don't see the Gorn having the subtlety to plant a bomb on ourby dwalter - USS Broadsword
Angela was about to give a quick run-down on how they could neutralize the Romulan cloaking device with fair ease, but decided that some tactics were best kept among the Federation officers. New to the galaxy or not, that a cloaking device could be defeated could shit the balance of power if shared with the wrong people. Instead Angela decided to focus on the more immediate threat, the Gorn.by dwalter - USS Broadsword
Exceptional writing, both of you. I ended up reading them almost in a single shot, and it was very moving. Well done!by dwalter - USS Victoria