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OOC: While Bajor is one of the 2 systems I control, I still haven't found the Bajoran wormholse so the Jem'Hadar are unknown to me.

IC:
The ISS Trump was an NX class starship. She was the 34th ship to be commissioned into IDF's starfleet, but she was the least advanced. NCC-34 and the other NX class vessels now under construction were meant to be cheap explorers and warships for starfleet. The 12 Constitution class vessels were the great vessels of the fleet. The Oberths were the workhorses, and the Mirandas filled in the gaps, but these ships were too expensive. For this reason, the NX class warp 5 vessels were being commissioned.

Commander Yeagar was now taking the ISS Trump into the badlands. He was fairly close to home still, but no other ship had been sent to the badlands. They were uncharted space. While Starfleet didn't know it yet, the Badlands would be a dangerous spot for any warship.

The Trump slowed from her maximum speed of warp 5.2 as she reached the border of the Badlands. The ship then moved under impulse power at a speed of .5 warp into the Badlands. The warp core's power was now being used to boost sensor output and to power the deflector shields, which had been added to the original design of the NX class. Those belonging to the Federation lacked the shields, but IDF decided that even though the shields were weak, they were needed.

After a few hours, the Trump was now deep into the Badlands. Then out of nowhere, a new anomaly was detected by the sensors. The ship came in fast on full impulse. Commander Yeagar ordered the ship to be shown on the viewer. The ship was dark grey with some blue on the nacelles. She also had some purple on her. It was a ship no one on the ship had seen before.

Commander Yeagar turned to his communications officer and ordered him to hail the unidentified ship.

It was just then that the ship opened fire on the ISS Trump. The ship fired a pair of phased polaron beams at the Trump. The first one struck the right nacelle and heavily drained the shields.

Sparks flew across the bridge. Commander Yeagar instantly ordered red alert. The Trump fired her 12 phased cannons with no effect on the enemy ship. A purple bubble showed the ship's shields were holding. The enemy attack ship then fired more polaron beams taking out the shields and blowing up most of the starboard warp nacelle leading to her venting plasma.

It was apparent that Commander Yeagar's weapons would have no effect. He ordered the ship to full impulse and had the enemy ship follow. It was then that he ordered the warp core to be ejected. The order was to put full power to the impulse drive and aft shields, which had just been restored.

When the enemy ship neared the warp core, it was remotely detonated destroying the unidentified ship and killing all 17 of it's crew. The shockwave of the warpcore reached the ISS Trump and took down her aft shields. The shockwave did additional damage in knocking out the fusion generator that powered the impulse drive.

During the course of the battle, the ISS Trump had taken multiple hits. She had loser most of her starboard warp nacelle. Her saucer had been heavily scarred by polaron beams. Half the crew was wounded or killed and now the impulse drive was knocked out. The warp core was now also gone as it had been ejected. The ship was down to impulse power and had no propulsion.

Commander Yeagar saw that the comms officer was among the dead. (He was wearing red.) He had to send the message himself.


This is the Commander Yeagar of the ISS Trump NCC-34, an IDF Starship.
We were attacked by an unknown vessel in the badlands.
We are in dire need of emergency help.
We have lost all propulsion, and half our crew is wounded or dead.
Plasma storms in the area are draining our remaining shields.
Auxiliary power will soon fail, and we will be at the mercy of the elements of the Badlands.
We need help immediately,
We will also send a picture of the ship that attacked us. We must ID the attackers
the attacker:
http://www.stguardian.to/alien/dominion/fighter01.jpg

by now the Kirisubans had settled into their new home and were despatching out their exploration fleet again.

a steel grey Kagemon class ship was cruising through space with the legend NX-04, NKS Honshu on its upper hull.

the circular saucer section was sleek and flat with the warp nacales on swept back 'wings'.

the signal was picked up and they proceded at warp 6 to investigate captain Aiko Satsumo wondering what was out there.

Her all female crew were alert and ready for anything..

ooc: this is what it looks like

http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a354/nihongaz/cricketclass.jpg

Captain Mbutu was arriving home from the disaster at Mizara...it felt good just to get out of there...but then....well, his ship, the NDS Temasek, a Zaitsev II ISD, had the interesting luck to be passing by the site as it was going home (never mind the fact it had gotten lost).

His Communications Officer said, "Comrade Captian. Distress signal. Its a ship named the ISS Trump."

Mbutu said, "Replay message."

This is the Commander Yeagar of the ISS Trump NCC-34, an IDF Starship.
We were attacked by an unknown vessel in the badlands.
We are in dire need of emergency help.
We have lost all propulsion, and half our crew is wounded or dead.
Plasma storms in the area are draining our remaining shields.
Auxiliary power will soon fail, and we will be at the mercy of the elements of the Badlands.
We need help immediately,
We will also send a picture of the ship that attacked us. We must ID the attackers

Mbutu then said, "IDF?"

The Helmsman said, "Yes, Comrade Captain. Word says we're building some stuff for them now."

Mbutu then said, "Ah yes...good thing our Communication systems are still good out here. We still have to report home though. Still, we cannot deny a distress signal...."

The Political Officer on deck then said, shaking her head, "Since you're gonna do it anyway, I'm granting authorization. Go ahead and do it anyway."

Mbutu then said, "Helm, set a course for the Trump's location."

The Helmsman then said, "Aye, Comrade Captain."

Mbutu then reported to Gracie, the Ship's AI: "Gracie, configure shielding and systems for entry into plasma storms. I want power and control where it counts."

Gracie replied, "Aye, aye!"

The ship's lights flickered, and then she said, "Configuration complete. Engineering has been informed of the changes. Let's push it to the limit!"

The ship then warped....and appeared some distance away from the Trump. It then relayed a message to it, saying: "ISS Trump, this is the New Dornalian People's Navy Ship Temasek. We have come to provide assistance. Over."

The R.S.S. Angle (http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/Huntaer/Huntaer/Capital%20Ships/valkyrie-dorsalfore.jpg), the first of the Angle Class Cruisers, was on a routine scouting mission. On the look out for any possible pirate raids or any Huntarian Empire vessels. Even ones commanded by the Kirtir Dark Lords. Captain Houthsman a veterin from the Great War (when the Huntarian Republic was taken over by the Kirtir and turned into the Huntarian Empire), was in command of this particular vessel. His communication's officer came across the ISS Trump's transmission for help.

"Captain, I've recieved some unusual communications chatter."

"Source?"

"It appears to be comming from a primative vessel with similar hull designs to the ancient Republic Class Cruisers which were used nearly 110,000 years ago. The message appears to be an S.O.S. They're being attacked."

"Navigator, use the navi-computer to triangulate the SOS transmission's coordinates and activate the Necrominus Warp Drives."

"Aye sir."

"Comm, send a reply."

Message to: ISS Trump
From: RSS Angle

This is the Huntarian Republic starship Angle, we have recieved your call of distress. We are going in to assist you, help you fight off your attackers and repair your ship. ETA: 15 minutes.

"

The ship then warped....and appeared some distance away from the Trump. It then relayed a message to it, saying: "ISS Trump, this is the New Dornalian People's Navy Ship Temasek. We have come to provide assistance. Over."
"Temasek, this is Commander Yeager of the ISS Trump. We need help as soon as possible. Our shields are failing."

Message to: ISS Trump
From: RSS Angle

This is the Huntarian Republic starship Angle, we have recieved your call of distress. We are going in to assist you, help you fight off your attackers and repair your ship. ETA: 15 minutes.
"We thank you. Our shields will fail in about 10 minutes, but I think we can hold at least 5 in this plasma storm unshielded. We thank you for your help."

the Honshu arrived at this point and sent the following message in Kirisuban by voice.

Commander Yeager, This is the New Kirisuban Exploration ship Honshu, Captain Aiko Satsumo commanding.

We stand ready to assist you. please acknowledge

they readied their shields in case they needed to raise them as protection from the plasma storms and gracefully glided closer to the Trump.

Commander Yeagar was looking at the sensors. He saw the ships coming to help, but then there was another problem. 3 more of these unidentified ships were coming for his ship.

He opened up a frequency with the rescuers: "This is commander Yeagar, 3 more of the unidentified attack ships are coming for us. We have no idea who these people are. We need help IDing these ships. They look like this:
http://www.stguardian.to/alien/dominion/fightervariant.jpg. We have never encountered them before and have no clue where they come from.

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ISS Excelsior, NCC-33.

The most powerful ship in the fleet was the ISS Excelsior under the command of Captain Hikaru Sulu. He was about 17 minutes out and coming fast with the report of additional enemies nearby. "Come on!" he yelled at his helm.

"She'll fly apart sir!" he responed.

"Then fly her apart then!" ordered Sulu. He then looked at comms officer Janice Rand. "Ms. Rand, inform the Trump we are almost there."

"We thank you. Our shields will fail in about 10 minutes, but I think we can hold at least 5 in this plasma storm unshielded. We thank you for your help."

"Sir, they only have 10 minutes left of shielding and about 5 more minutes to last in a plasma storm."

"Damn. We're cutting it close. Enginering."

"Yes Captain?"

"Can we booster the 'minus's drives?"

"I gan give you enough power to make it in 8 minutes instead of 15."

"Make it so. Helm, punch it!"

The Angle turned around 190 degreese, and it's nacel's glowed red as it jumped.

"I want med teams ready, have the Malkir healer's get ready for immediate transportation."

Tactical found something unusual in his ship readings, "Sir, it appears the New Dornalian government has responded as well."

"The Commie Jedi? Good. This will be easier than expected. Tactical, go to yellow alert and have the Quantum Phasers charged and ready for use. Load torpetoe bays with the Seismic Torpetoes. We should only need two shots to destroy any oncomming enemy ships."

"Aye captain."

the Honshu arrived at this point and sent the following message in Kirisuban by voice.

Commander Yeager, This is the New Kirisuban Exploration ship Honshu, Captain Aiko Satsumo commanding.

We stand ready to assist you. please acknowledge

they readied their shields in case they needed to raise them as protection from the plasma storms and gracefully glided closer to the Trump.
Yeagar was glad that help had already arrived. He now knew he and his crew would survive the ordeal so long as the 3 attacking ships were kept at bay. "We thank you very much Captain for helping us. Be advised 3 ships of the same class that attacked us are very near and heading for our location. We also have some other ships coming to help us. If you and the other ships can cover us, we can make our way out on auxiliary power if we find a break in the storm."

Captain Satsumo listened to the message from the trump in English which she could speak herself.

"relay this to the Trump in english" she commands "tell them that we will defend ourselves if fired upon"

She turns to her tactical officer and says "place us in the way of those craft until we can find out whats going on. raise shields and hull plating for now"

the Honshu takes position between the Trump and the attackers as ordered as the Kirisuban Captain waits..

"Temasek, this is Commander Yeager of the ISS Trump. We need help as soon as possible. Our shields are failing."

Mbutu himself replied, "Very well, we shall render assistance."

The Temasek then moved in closer, using sublight drives to get in close to the Trump. The transporters and medical crews and drones aboard Temasek were prepared for delivery, and the Communications Officer wired this message to the Trump:

"Commander Yeager, this is Temasek. We are ready to beam up personnel."

Mbutu then said, "Put conventional torpedoes and Demolisher Guns on standby. I don't want the enemy to get us with our pants down."

Thus, the Temasek also powered up its weapons...

The ISS Excelsior arrived on the scene. Sulu instantly ordered red alert as all 20 phaser banks and the 4 photon launchers were loaded. It was then that the 3 enemy ships (which are Jem'Hadar attack ships, but we don't ICly know that yet) dropped out of warp. Sulu wasted no time. "FIRE!" he ordered.

The phasers jumped out from the 40 emitters placed in the 20 phaser banks of the Excelsior. She opened fire on the lead enemy ship. 4 photons were fired at the ship's dorsal shield dropping it to 15%. The ships fired at the Excelsior as she moved drawing fire away from the ISS Trump and the other rescuing ships. He now turned to allow his aft phaser banks to fire at the dorsal shield of the lead ship dropping it just in time to fire his aft photon torpedoes as the attack ship destroying it.

The other 2 ships hammered his aft shield and scored some hits that couldn't be contained by the shields. The engineering hull showed scorch marks.

Sulu opened up a hailing frequency with the other rescue ships. "This is Commander Sulu of the ISS Excelsior, we have killed 1 of the attacking ships, but need assistance in taking the other 2 out." The bridge shook and sparks flew in the background as the message was sent.

The ISS Excelsior arrived on the scene. Sulu instantly ordered red alert as all 20 phaser banks and the 4 photon launchers were loaded. It was then that the 3 enemy ships (which are Jem'Hadar attack ships, but we don't ICly know that yet) dropped out of warp. Sulu wasted no time. "FIRE!" he ordered.

The phasers jumped out from the 40 emitters placed in the 20 phaser banks of the Excelsior. She opened fire on the lead enemy ship. 4 photons were fired at the ship's dorsal shield dropping it to 15%. The ships fired at the Excelsior as she moved drawing fire away from the ISS Trump and the other rescuing ships. He now turned to allow his aft phaser banks to fire at the dorsal shield of the lead ship dropping it just in time to fire his aft photon torpedoes as the attack ship destroying it.

The other 2 ships hammered his aft shield and scored some hits that couldn't be contained by the shields. The engineering hull showed scorch marks.

Sulu opened up a hailing frequency with the other rescue ships. "This is Commander Sulu of the ISS Excelsior, we have killed 1 of the attacking ships, but need assistance in taking the other 2 out." The bridge shook and sparks flew in the background as the message was sent.

OOC: SULU!!!

IC:

Mbutu then said, "Roger that, Commander."

The Temasek then fired a spread of Conventional Torpedoes at one of the 2 remaining ships, leading its shots, and following up with the formidable Demolisher Guns (ooc: These are energy based weapons.).

The Jem'Hadar ships shook as they were struck by Dornalian weapons. Sulu now turned the Excerlsior around as the Dornalian ship recharged her weapons. He locked all his phasers on the read enemy ship and fired from his forward emitters. Then he fired a full spread of 4 photon torpedoes destroying the ship.

The final remaining Jem"Hadar ship then opened up fire with it's polaron beams geatting through the shield and punctruing the hull aft of the deflector dish on decks 15 and 16. Force fields were ordered to be put in place over the breached decks.

Sulu then turned to Tuvok, his enginerring officer. "What do we have left?"

"They just took our warp core offline. I'm rerouting phasers to auxiliary power."

OOC: you get the last ship Ne Dornalia

Captain Satsumo consulted with her tactical officer and ordered that their four forward phasers and plasma torpedos tubed be charged and made ready for battle.

"get the plasma cannon ready as well and fire that first on my call" she orders.

they had looked over the hostiles and were ready for them their ships not being that much different from the Honshu.

ooc: the Plasma cannon is the same weapon that was used in the TOS episode 'balance of terror'

The Jem'Hadar ships shook as they were struck by Dornalian weapons. Sulu now turned the Excerlsior around as the Dornalian ship recharged her weapons. He locked all his phasers on the read enemy ship and fired from his forward emitters. Then he fired a full spread of 4 photon torpedoes destroying the ship.

The final remaining Jem"Hadar ship then opened up fire with it's polaron beams geatting through the shield and punctruing the hull aft of the deflector dish on decks 15 and 16. Force fields were ordered to be put in place over the breached decks.

Sulu then turned to Tuvok, his enginerring officer. "What do we have left?"

"They just took our warp core offline. I'm rerouting phasers to auxiliary power."

Aboard Temasek, Mbutu asked Gracie, "Gracie! Weapons status!?"

Gracie replied, "Demolishers fully charged, Anaconda replicators fully charged."

Mbutu then said, observing the situation, "I have an idea. Weapons!"

THe Weapons Officer said, "Comrade Captain!?"

Mbutu replied, "Tage the last enemy with Ion Cannons and Ion Torpedoes."

The Weapons Officer then saluted and said, "Aye, Comrade Captain!"

The Ion Cannons and Torpedoes then were fired at the last Jem'Hadar ship....

Under the massive amounts of firepower, the final Jem'Hadar ship was lost. Before she was destroyed, she fired a torpedo at the ISS Trump. The ship struck the unshielded ship's upper saucer and caused a massive hull breach that killed additional crewmembers on the battered ship.

Com. Yeager then contacted the rest of the ships. "Thank you for your help. Our ship would've been destroyed without your help. We have never seen that type of ship before. Does anyone know who controls those ships?"

Captain Satsumo ordered visual communications to be established and an Oriental human woman who looked around 25 years old appeared on their screen. she had long hair, dark eyes and olive skin and wore a dark red wrap round jacket and black trousers. she also had a katana in a gold cloth belt sash.

"Commander Yeager, i've never seen craft like that before but I can send medical personal aboard if you need it or can transport your injured to our sickbay"

with a single hand motion the shields dropped and the weapons were deactivated.

Captain Susato ordered visual communications to be established and an Oriental human woman who looked around 25 years old appeared on their screen. she had long hair, dark eyes and olive skin and wore a dark red wrap round jacket and black trousers. she also had a katana in a gold cloth belt sash.

"Commander Yeager, i've never seen craft like that before but I can send medical personal aboard if you need it or can transport your injured to our sickbay"

with a single hand motion the shields dropped and the weapons were deactivated.
Yeagar was very greatful that his men would get medical treatment. He had them beamed about the Kirisubo ship. There were over 40 men of his 85 man crew wounded. 20 additional men were killed leaving only 25 able men aboard the ship.

the Honshu's sickbay was full and the gym and messhall of the kirisuban ship were being used as treatment areas for lesser wounds.

the serious injuries were being treated in the small sickbay they had (its like Dr Phlox's sickbay in size and shape).

In all these areas the 5 medical staff on board (all female) were busy with Dr Kimiko Mura looking after overall operations. all her nurses were able to treat lesser injuries.

Com. Yeager then contacted the rest of the ships. "Thank you for your help. Our ship would've been destroyed without your help. We have never seen that type of ship before. Does anyone know who controls those ships?"

Mbutu said, "Sadly, I do not."

A lone Foundation class (http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b91/SeaQuest_Sim/Schematics/Jarvon/heavydestroyer_foundation.jpg) heavy destroyer had watched the battle while running silent.

Bridge

"Were we able to get the IFF codes from those three ships before they were destroyed?"

"Yes, sir. While they apparently are of a design similar to one used by the Alliance, their IFF signals identified them as belonging to something known as the Dominion."

"The Dominion of what?"

"Unkown. That was not specified in the info we obtained."

"Time to make our presence known. Tactical, bring the ship to Yellow Alert. Helm, take us in at one-quarter impulse."

Both the tactical and helm officers nodded as they bent over their consoles to comply with their orders. The ship's lighting took on a yellow tint as the alert level was changed. As this was Yellow Alert, the ship's defenses were on-line, but her offenses were off-line. This could change at a moments notice, depending on the whim of the captain and how he interpreted the will of the Emperor.

Exterior

The Imperial craft turned on her side as she passed between two closely spaced pylons of plasma with only centimeters to spare on both sides. She returned to her normal attitude as she came out of the sensor distorting field she had been hiding in. She was now situated three hundred kilometers from the Trump.

Bridge

"Set everything to be copied into the data buoy. We don't know if these other craft are going to be hostile or not."

"As you wish, sir."

"Open a hailing frequency with all ships present."

"Aye, sir."

Messages

Broadcast on all channels and frequencies in all known languages to all ships:

This is the I.S.S. Pillar of the United Empire Of Planets. We arrived to late to participate in the battle. We have monitored your transmissions and know you have no data on the origins of your attackers, who they are, what they want, where they came from, why they attacked you, and you also lack knowledge about the ships they use. We are willing to let you have the information we have on the ships that attacked you, for a price.

seeing another ship enter the area made Captain Satsumo nervous especially since she had a lot of the Trump's wounded aboard.

She told her tactical officer to keep an eye on things and listened to the message that came through wondering who the United Empire of Planets were.

OOC: @Kirisubo: I thought I should let you know I'm going to have my guys mistake your ship as of Romulan in origin (due to the image you showed is a canon Romulan design). I hope that is alright with you.

IC: Bridge

"I'm reading what appears to be a craft of Romulan origin. Apparently, its one of the Bird Of Prey models."

"Romulans! What are they doing so far from their space?"

"Unknown. But its an older model, so I don't doubt we can take it."

If anyone of the bridge crew had bothered to do a more detailed scan of the Honshu and checked the IFF code she was transmitting, the mistake would have been noted and she wouldn't have been classifed as Romulan. However, that level of attention to detail is not the S.O.P. aboard Imperial craft. Imperial ships were designed to take a beating and still keep kicking butt and, thus, were lacking in the science and diplomatic departments.

"tactical look in the ships database and get me a match on our latest arrival" Captain Satsumo orders "I'd like to also know what they can can do if they've hostile intentions. also look for the United Empire of Planets as well"

she turns to her comms officer and says "get me a visual comms link to their vessel. standard friendship greetings in all languages but try english first"

the comms officer sends the standard signal package and waits for a reply...

ooc: i'm happy with that :)

Sulu picked up the Federation message and responded.

"We have never heard of this Dominion ever. There has been a lot of wierd activity in the Alpha quadrant. We know of almost every major power here. Outside of the Ferengi, Federation, and Cardassians, we haven't seen much. I doubt that these people are from this quadrant. We've been picking up wierd readings from our sensor outposts in the Bajor system. We will be investigating. If we find anything, we will let you know what it is."

"We are being hailed by the Romulan craft."

"Contents?"

"Apparently some form of greetings."

"They could have stolen the ship from the Romulans, sir."

"That's a possibility. Let them eat static for five minutes, then open a channel."

"Aye, sir."

Five minutes later...

With the universal translator active, an audio-visual channel was latched on to the seeking communications signal from the Honshu.

The image the bridge crew of the Honshu would see Captain Edward Trix, a joined Trill, in his central command chair and not much else. The logo that could be seen at points on the ship's external hull of a bladed weapon going through an image of the Earth with the Sun partly eclipsed behind it was prominantly displayed in silver thread on a black piece of cloth hung directly behind Trix's chair.

"This is Captain Edward Trix of the United Empire of Planets ship I.S.S. Pillar," he stated "Romulan vessel, you will state your business here on this side of the galaxy so far from known Romulan space."

OOC: F.Y.I., Jarvon is based on the ST Mirror Universe Terran Empire more than anything else.

OOC: I think it would be neat if we had a good Mirror Universe RP. The Terran resistance vs. the Alliance. I highly recommend reading the Mirror Universe trilogy books by William Shater. The books are Specter, Dark Victory, and Preserver.

OOC2: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=485369 The whole Jem'Hadar mystery will be continued here as the Bajoran Wormhole is discovered. I will RP some stuff from DS9 with the prophets and Sisko. I will be sure to RP the fact that Sisko's mother is actually one of the prophets and he is the Emissary. This will also open up a ton with the Jem'Hadar, and eventually them allying with the Cardassians.

As Captain Susato looks over at her male counterpart on the other side of the viewscreen and the logo behind the command chair she starts to speak in slightly accented english. an all female bridge crew can be seen behind her in their red jackets and black trousers.

"My name is Captain Aiko Satsumo of the Kirisuban Exploration fleet and we have yet to encounter Romulans whoever they may be. I think you have us confused with someone else"

OOC: @IDF: The Cross-Over Wars RP, while not exactly a Mirror Universe RP, is close enough in that it utilizes the MU factions.
Oh, and I'll check out the other thread you linked to.

IC: Trix smirked.

He inquired, "Then do you intend to explain what you are doing with a ship of a design that's Romulan in origin?"

Captain Trix gestured with his hand. Half of the display the bridge crew of the Honshu were seeing switched to a visual recording of the Romulan ship that had destroyed Imperial outposts along the Romulan Neutral Zone during the Tomed Incident. It was a visual match to the Honshu.

"Captain Trix, we developed this design ourselves believe it or not and we've never heard of your people either.

Rather than you rattling your sword I would invite you over to my ships so you can see for yourself and get answers to your questions"

Trix gestured at the communications officer, who put the line on hold. He looked at the Betazoid security officer and raised an eyebrow. While officially under his command, the security officer's job was to not only enforce security aboard the ship, but to also make sure that the crew didn't go against the will of Imperial High Command.

He asked, "Well?"

The security officer smirked and responded in a smug tone, "I don't sense any Romulans aboard, Captain."

The way she had said 'Captain" made it sound like an insult. Trix ignored the usual candor every security officer showed and nodded towards the communications officer, who re-opened the channel.

"Very well, Captain," he said, "give us the co-ordinates to your transporter bay and I'll beam over with a party."

He then pressed a button on the arm of his chair that closed the channel.

"Notify me when the send the co-ordinates."

"Aye, sir."

He stood up and strolled over to the turbolift as his body guards fell in around him.

Mbutu then said, "This keeps getting interesting," observing events..."Who are these newcomers?"

Gracie shrugged. "Scans show they are of a Federal-type design, but none that I know of."

Sulu had been surprised when LT Janice Rand told him he had an urgent priority message from Captain Sisko of DS9. The message told him the source of these Dominion ships and of a newly discovered stable wormhole. He was free to share this information with those present.

"Ms. Rand, open a hailing frequency," he ordered. "Gentlemen, it appears that some ships have discovered the source of this dominion. The ships are of a race called the Jem'Hadar. We know little about them. We don't even know what they look like. They appear to be from the Gamma Quadrant 70,000 light years away. A captain of ours named Sisko found a stable wormhole that appears to be artificial in the Bajoran system. This seems hard to believe, but all of this has already been proven. It is quite apparent we may be having problems in the Alpha quadrant as a result of this."

Trix gestured at the communications officer, who put the line on hold. He looked at the Betazoid security officer and raised an eyebrow. While officially under his command, the security officer's job was to not only enforce security aboard the ship, but to also make sure that the crew didn't go against the will of Imperial High Command.

He asked, "Well?"

The security officer smirked and responded in a smug tone, "I don't sense any Romulans aboard, Captain."

The way she had said 'Captain" made it sound like an insult. Trix ignored the usual candor every security officer showed and nodded towards the communications officer, who re-opened the channel.

"Very well, Captain," he said, "give us the co-ordinates to your transporter bay and I'll beam over with a party."

He then pressed a button on the arm of his chair that closed the channel.

"Notify me when the send the co-ordinates."

"Aye, sir."

He stood up and strolled over to the turbolift as his body guards fell in around him.

Captain Aiko Susato gave them the co-ordinates for transporter room 1 and picked up a security team on the way to there.

The Kirisuban Captain arrived just as Captain Trix and his party arrived in, the 5 woman security team ready for anything their plasma pistols being set to stun.

She bows in welcome when they materilise looking smaller in real life than she appeared on the screen but just as powerful.

Captain Aiko Susato gave them the co-ordinates for transporter room 1 and picked up a security team on the way to there.

The Kirisuban Captain arrived just as Captain Trix and his party arrived in, the 5 woman security team ready for anything their plasma pistols being set to stun.

She bows in welcome when they materilise looking smaller in real life than she appeared on the screen but just as powerful.

Trix kept his expression neutral as he scanned the interior of the chamber and its occupants.

With his hand resting on the pommel of his dagger in a non-threatening way, he said, while his party watched and calculated, "An interesting method of greeting with no bosun whistle," he strode casually off the transporter platform before sarcastically adding, "I see the Captain of this ship spared no details."

OOC: Due to his being the C.O. of his ship, Trix's dagger is more ornamental than the daggers other Imperial officer's wear, but it's still very functional.
Oh, and if Trix comes off as arrogant and hostile, I'm going for that. IMHO, Mirror Universe Terran Empire officers tend to view themselves as superior to everyone, and everything, else.

Captain Susato being equally strong willed replied "I don't see any drawn weapons on my side. they're still in their holsters.

Captain Trix, welcome to the New Kirisuban ship Honshu. I hope you find your stay here enlightening.

We also have a warrior tradition since you and your people wear a dagger while i wear a sword. we may have something in common already"

OOC: Sorry. That was a OOC misintereptation(sp?) of the wording of your post on my part. I'll go back and edit my previous post to correct it. My bad.

IC: Trix narrowed his eyes as he looked directly into the younger Captian's eyes.

"We shall see about that," he replied, "Consider your selves lucky that it wasn't a Klingon-Cardassian Alliance ship that encountered you today. They would have started shooting for just looking like a Romulan ship."

OOC: Ehh, just an FYI, but if I had decided to use my Mirror Alliance nation here, it would have been shoot at the Romulan looking ship first ask questions later. Its that hole Klingon-Romulan dislike of each other thing.

"Captain Trix, you'll have to tell me about these races we've never met over some dinner. i would be honoured if you would join me.

If you've any preferences i'm sure my chef could manage it for you. our replicators have recipies from all the places we've been too"

"Captain Trix, you'll have to tell me about these races we've never met over some dinner. i would be honoured if you would join me.

If you've any preferences i'm sure my chef could manage it for you. our replicators have recipies from all the places we've been too"
OOC: I've got to get to class, so I'll respond IC'ly when I get back around 2200 hours (its almost 1700 now).

EDIT: OOC: Back.

IC: "As long as its not hazardous(sp?) to my health," he said, "You would be surprised how many food testers I lost to poisoned grub."

Aiko smiled and said "I guarantee that its not poisoned. we don't go in for that in my culture. However your need for a food taster shows that assasination still happens in your culture.

If you follow me I'll take you to my private dining room"

Sulu had been surprised when LT Janice Rand told him he had an urgent priority message from Captain Sisko of DS9. The message told him the source of these Dominion ships and of a newly discovered stable wormhole. He was free to share this information with those present.

"Ms. Rand, open a hailing frequency," he ordered. "Gentlemen, it appears that some ships have discovered the source of this dominion. The ships are of a race called the Jem'Hadar. We know little about them. We don't even know what they look like. They appear to be from the Gamma Quadrant 70,000 light years away. A captain of ours named Sisko found a stable wormhole that appears to be artificial in the Bajoran system. This seems hard to believe, but all of this has already been proven. It is quite apparent we may be having problems in the Alpha quadrant as a result of this."

Mbutu then said, thinking about the situation, "I might be able to help-it sounds serious-but then again, New Dornalia itself is on a state of High Alert....due to some other enemies. So, things might be complicated."

"We have moved some of our ships to the area along with the DS9 station to monitor the wormhole. Our activity there should be enough to deter these Dominion for now. Captain Sisko of DS9 is investigationg further. I will keep you updated on any information found."

"We have moved some of our ships to the area along with the DS9 station to monitor the wormhole. Our activity there should be enough to deter these Dominion for now. Captain Sisko of DS9 is investigationg further. I will keep you updated on any information found."

Mbutu nodded and said, "Thank you, Commander."

Aiko smiled and said "I guarantee that its not poisoned. we don't go in for that in my culture. However your need for a food taster shows that assasination still happens in your culture.

"You would be surprised in what you don't know," Trix responded.

If you follow me I'll take you to my private dining room"

"Please," he continued, "Lead the way.

"Oh, one thing first," he took a data cube from a holder near his dagger, "this data cube contains everything we know and were able to figure out about those agressor craft."

Sulu had been surprised when LT Janice Rand told him he had an urgent priority message from Captain Sisko of DS9. The message told him the source of these Dominion ships and of a newly discovered stable wormhole. He was free to share this information with those present.

"Ms. Rand, open a hailing frequency," he ordered. "Gentlemen, it appears that some ships have discovered the source of this dominion. The ships are of a race called the Jem'Hadar. We know little about them. We don't even know what they look like. They appear to be from the Gamma Quadrant 70,000 light years away. A captain of ours named Sisko found a stable wormhole that appears to be artificial in the Bajoran system. This seems hard to believe, but all of this has already been proven. It is quite apparent we may be having problems in the Alpha quadrant as a result of this."

I.S.S. Pillar - Bridge

"The Gamma Quadrant. Very interesting."

"Agreed, sir. We have control of the Delta Quadrant, but isn't the Gamma Quadrant in Alliance control?"

"In our reality, yes. In this one, apparently not."

"Should I respond?"

The bulky man that had been left in charge of the ship while Captain Trix and his party were aboard the Honshu showed a cold grin in his eyes while his mouth's expression was carefully neutral.

"This Dominion has already violated the territory we've claimed in this reality. They started with the first agressive action, thus we will be justified in responding in kind and taking their space in retaliation."

"Agreed. By the rules of the Empire, it is only fair."

"Transmit a priority one message to our facility in this reality."

"Priority one, sir? If the Emperor finds out about this and decides it was a misuse of the emergency protocal..."

"I know, but we were invaded. I'm sure Emperor Tiberius will forgive this indiscrestion given the circumstances."

"As you wish. Compressing and encrypting message now."

"Now, open a response channel to the ship that orginially broadcast that message about the wormhole. Audio only."

"Aye, sir."

Messages

Transmitted in response to the message from the Excelsior:

As this entire region of space has been claimed by the United Empire Of Planets, those agressor craft have been deemed as hostile invaders. Thus, you have our support in your campaign against them in their home space. High Command has been informed of the situation and reinforcements will be on their way shortly.

Captain Susato along with two of her guards leads Captain Trix and his guards down the steel coloured corridors of the Honshu towards the mess hall and her private dining room.

they pass busy female crewmembers as they go about their business and not a man can be seen on this ship.

Captain Trix is led into a small room with a table that can seat 4 people there.

on the steel walls hang pictures of the former homeworld of New Kirisubo and other traditonal images such as a geisha playing a samisen and a samurai drawing his sword.

Trix puts the datacube back in the pouch and follows along with his party, including his guards, in tow.

Once in the room, the guards split into two groups. One group will stand outside the door, while the other group will wait inside.

"Interesting accomidations, Captain," Trix said as he placed the data cube on the table.

He looks at the wall hangings and raises an eyebrow at their content before sitting down in the seat closest to him. The only other member of the party who isn't a guard, a male Andorian called Stran, stands near the other chair but doesn't sit down at this point in time. Commander Stran is the First Officer and the Tactical Officer aboard the Pillar.

the two Kirisuban women stand guard by the door and knowing their commanders attitudes towards men in general wonder how she'll handle this.

"please sit down and join me" Aiko asks as a little hatch opens in the wall and a grey haired woman passes the Captain a tray with a pot of tea and several cups on it.

"Captain Trix, its green tea and its certainly not poisoned. why don't you start by telling me about the United Empire of Planets?"

she pours 3 cups and sips at hers to prove her point.

Trix blinks in mild surprise. While he knew the empire wouldn't be known in this reality, it still took some getting used to encountering those who didn't know of the United Empire Of Planets.

He says, while picking up his cup, "First, tell me something. What do you know about string theory?"

Trix nods at Stran, who then takes his seat and quietly takes a sip from his cup of tea.

"i know a little but my science officer certainly knows a lot more. As far as I am aware strings are the matter that ties the universe together. i've also seen theoretical research that claims that strings are also tied into alternative universe theory" Aiko replies drinking more tea

Trix takes his first sip and replies, "Its not theoretical. In my home reality, the entire galaxy is controlled by two great powers, the United Empire Of Planets of Jarvon and the Klingon-Cardassian Alliance of Velantia. We control the majority of the Alpha Quadrant and the whole Delta Quandrant. They have the Gamma Quadrant and the majority of Beta Quadrant," he takes another sip, "centuries ago, when the Empire was known as the Terran Empire due to that it was based on Terra, more commonly known as Earth, there was an accidental crossing from another reality to ours that weakened the Terran Empire and allowed the Alliance to steamroll right over it. Terrans became a slave race to the Alliance. Eventually, however," he pauses to take another sip, "the Rebellion was able to regain control of Earth and the Phoenix of the United Empire Of Planets was born from the ashes of the old Terran Empire."

He stops to regain his composure and breath as well as to take a few more sips of tea before continuing.

"The new U.E.P. and the Alliance fought constantly, but it came out to be a stalemate in the end. After the dust had settled, Emperor Tiberius had managed to get the Alliance leaders to agree to and sign and cease fire. Currently," he takes another sip, "tensions are still high, but we don't shoot at each other on sight anymore and are able to work together at times.

"It was during the early stages of this the Borg first started sending ships to try to assimilate us. We beat them back at Wolf 359 and the two times they did make it to Earth. We tracked them back to their point of origin in the Delta Quadrant and finished the job. Their main base, known to them as Unimatrix Zero, a massive station, is now the Empire's main command base for the entire Delta Quadrant.

"In our reality, there are no more challenges anymore. Everything is more or less ordered. Thus, we started research into being able to access alternate realities so we could continue seeking out new challenges and not die out from sheer boredom. We were able to artificially expand a pre-existing rift in space we controlled in our reality and stabalized it into the Trans-Dimensional Portal, which has allowed us access to this reality. Once here, we set up base and claimed this entire region known as the Badlands."

He finishes off his tea and places the cup down. Stran soon does the same.

Aiko offers a refill and comments "this sounds very interesting. in your reality my home world could still be around. That was New Kirisubo near the galactic centre.

However claiming an entire region of space in this reality and controlling it are two very different things"

she sips at her tea and adds "My ancestors came from Terra's North Pacific area, a nation called the Empire of Kirisubo."

Trix accepts the refill and replies, "We were able to handle the Borg. Now we are more potent with their tech combined with our own. Now, unless the Emperor decides we should expand outside the Badlands of this reality, I don't see what interest an natives of this reality would have in this region of plasma storms.

"As for the planet you call New Kirisubo in my reality, it would depend how close to the core it was in this reality. While scout missions above the galactic ecliptic has shown that the cores of the galaxy in both realities is the same size, it still contains a super-massive black hole in both. Now, while I'm no scientist, I know enough that very little can survive inside that kind of gravitiational tidal forces.

"As for your nation's origin on Earth, where in the North Pacific?"

Aiko refils her own cup and replies "The Empire of Kirisubo is between the islands of Japan and the West coast of North America. its a chain of islands similiar in size to Japan and we share a similar language and the same script as well as many of their practices including Bushido and a divine Emperor.

New Kirisubo had enough distance between it and the black hole to be a good home for us until the planet was infected by a viral outbreak that killed 4/5ths of our people. We evacuated and the planet was destroyed by nova torpedos to prevent an infection elsewhere.

Some of our people, the warrior class live in Sephrion space and the others live in Federal Union space.

In the meantime our exploration fleet the Honshu included has continued to explore the universe now that our people have found new homes"

"I may be only a Captain in the Empire, and thus not of much influence unless I pull what strings I can, but how does the idea of your crossing the dimensional border to my home reality to explore for yourselves suit you? While we find the routine dull, you, as a newcomer to the reality, might not."

"Captain Trix, the idea sounds intrieging and I will consider it. However we've barely explored our own part of space yet.

thats how I didn't know what a Romulan was when you first hailed us"

the hatch opens again and she adds "it looks like dinner is ready"

3 plates get passed out with white rice, Tempura prawns and a dipping sauce on all off them.

Knives and forks are also supplied as well as chop sticks.

"Honestly," Trix said, "I don't even know if Romulans exist in this reality. My ship only transferred to this side of the Portal last week and I'm still thinking of things as if we were still in our home reality."

Stran speaks up for the first time.

"I recognize the rice, but what are these clawed things?"

"I'm not sure, Stran," replied Trix, "but they remind me of miniture lobsters."

Stran's antenna wiggled in a way that indicated his confusion. Trix picked up the chopsticks provided, glanced them over, and put them back on the table.

"Actually," he said pulling a slim pouch from his belt, "I prefer to use my own."

He opened the pouch and removed the two solid titanium chopsticks inside.

"I can get you a set if you want," he added.

OOC: There's actually a little back-story as to why he has his own set.

"Stran san they're prawns and anyone that can use chopsticks certainly arn't uncivilised" Aiko replies and she eats some of her rice with the supplied chopsticks.

"in your world are the Romulans in the Alliance or the Empire?" she asks

Stran picks up the chopsticks he had been provided and tried to use them to pick up some rice. Trix raised an eyebrow in ammusement at his attempts. Unlike Trix, Stran, as he wasn't a ship Captain yet, hadn't had to attend any of Fleet Captain Lee's dinners. As Lee was a native of China in the home reality, he had made use of chopsticks mandatory. Thus, the smart Captain's got their own set and learned how to use them. The others, well, they didn't stick around.

"Technically," Trix said between bites, "The Romulan Star Empire still is independent, what's left of it that is. They have their home system and a few others that the Alliance weren't able to take when they steamrolled over their territory. The Romulans, Krenim, and a few others have a few sites where they have clung on to their independence, but the majority of the galaxy is divided up between the Alliance and the Empire.

"Of course, the Empire also controls part of former Romulan space that was gained during the conflict with the Alliance. Most of the Alliance's hostility towards Romulans is cultural. I've yet to meet a Klingon and a Romulan that got along without wanting to kill each other. The Alliance treates their captured Romulan worlds as slave planets, while the Empire, on the other hand, considers the colonies under our control as protectorate space. Its all politics, mind you. Not exactly my cup of tea."

He eats a few more bites while watcing Stran get a slight handle on his chopsticks. While Stran was still a bit clumsy, he was doing better and better each time due to watching the others use theirs and learning.

Trix continues, "On a different matter, how does the matter of a joint project suit you? This Dominion seems rather hostile to all parties. We can work together to teach them they picked a fight with the wrong people. They will already be logged as possible enemies of the Empire due to their entrance into our space with hostile intents."

OOC: @Kirisubo: You have MSN? If yes, I can TG you with mine. There's something interesting I would like to discuss with you regarding the future between our two nations and future interactions.

Aiko used the chopsticks to roll the sticky white rice into little balls before she picked them up and popped them in her mouth.

"Captain Trix, if you had come across a Kiribushi ship rather than us their commander would have been more receptive to this ofer.

theres not many off us left and it'll be another generation until we recover our numbers so war is to be avoided. I'll help you learn more about them in the meantime and we'll see how we get on.

We have already Kirisuban officers on a Terror Incognitia ship so maybe another crew exchange could be in order. Our specility is in the science and space medicine fields although but we can look after ourselves in a fight"

"Those ships did attack you did they not? Of course, you do have a valid point.

"Still, we don't have to all go in and get payback right now. As an ancient Terran once said, 'Patience is a virture'. I don't recall who said it, but it applies now just as well as it did back then.

"One question though. Why has your nation split into the two groups? Couldn't a way be found to work together?"

Trix paused to wrap a crawfish inside a rice ball and pop into his mouth. After he swallowed, he continued.

"Of course, perhaps if you find and merge with your counterparts from my home reality, you can cut time on the lack of numbers bit. What do you think of that idea?"

Exterior

The Pillar began gathering up the debris left-over from the Dominion Attack Ships. They would be analyzed as soon as she got back to base.

"Those ships did attack you did they not? Of course, you do have a valid point.

"Still, we don't have to all go in and get payback right now. As an ancient Terran once said, 'Patience is a virture'. I don't recall who said it, but it applies now just as well as it did back then.

"One question though. Why has your nation split into the two groups? Couldn't a way be found to work together?"

Trix paused to wrap a crawfish inside a rice ball and pop into his mouth. After he swallowed, he continued.

"Of course, perhaps if you find and merge with your counterparts from my home reality, you can cut time on the lack of numbers bit. What do you think of that idea?"

Exterior

The Pillar began gathering up the debris left-over from the Dominion Attack Ships. They would be analyzed as soon as she got back to base.

Aiko replies "I don't know what our brothers and sisters in your reality would be like yet. It'll also depend on who holds the New Kirisubo system and if its still around. I'm also sure theres another Aiko Susato around as well and that is what worries me in the long term just as i'm sure theres another one of you here, Captain Trix.

We split because of long standing political differences. the Kiribushi always wanted to return to the old feudal ways and the disaster gave them the chance to break away from the government supporters. I'm sure we'll be able to work with them in the future in some things"

"Life is about choices, my dear," responded Trix, "each choice we make creates a branch in space-time, from what I understand. The choice you picked is the path your councious mind walks, but the paths untaken create alternate realities. Thus, there's no gurantee that everyone is duplicated in both. A different choice on which day to go to the store by one of your ancestors could wind up creating a reality where they never met the counterpart that created the line you came from and created an entirely different family tree."

He wrapped up another crawfish in rice and ate it. When he finished, he continued.

"Of course, while I'm not an expert on the matter. Due to the fact that my ship was one of the few choosen to explore this side of the Portal, I had to learn as much about the facts as I could.

"As for the relations between you and your counterparts of this reality, they sound similar to those between the Empire and the Alliance."

OOC: Basically, I'm saying your counterparts from Jarvon's home reality can be however you want them to be.

Aiko nods and finishes of her dinner.

she goes to the serving hatch and comes back with 3 bowls of ice cream for dessert along with spoons.

Stran finishes his meal a few moments before Trix does. Stran picks up Trix's plates and his own and stacks them and places the provided utensials on top. Trix whipes his personal tritanium chopsticks clean with a napkin and returns them to their leather pouch on his waist. Trix looks up and notes the ice cream.

He asks, "Is that made with real milk?"

"it is" Aiko replies "it gets kept in stasis when my chef isn't dishing it out. she can also replicate it but you know whats real and whats replicated"

"Good," responded Trix with a smile, "With a boss that's lactose intollerant, one tends to miss out on simple things like a bowl of good ice cream."

Aiko smilies and starts on her Ice cream. this dinner had been an eye opener and now created a chance to contact another new Kirisubo as well as opening up relations with another space power.

Trix smiled slightly to himself as he started in on his ice cream helping. He had made his calculations and placed his bets. If all went well with these Kirisubians (OOC: I can never recall the currect way. So, I apologize now if its wrong), then he would be promoted to Fleet Captain, at least. Flag Captain was, for now, an unatainable goal.

Between bites, he said, "The Pillar will have to escort you, or whomever you do decide to send, to the Portal as, due to the security, we don't want to risk your ship being destroyed by the automated defense turrets."

Aiko settles back into her chair replying "As much as I would like to go right away firstly my doctor has to discharge the Trumps wounded and i also have to tell my high command about you and this opportunity.

I should have an answer for you in 2 days"

Trix nods in understanding.

"I'll have my ship waiting outside the Badlands on the edge closest to IDF territory," he responded.

Aiko nodded back knowing she had a productive dinner meeting.

when everyone had finished their ice cream she replied "Captain Trix, i'll let you know the decison of my high command once they tell me and i hope you continue to have good hunting out there.

If those hostiles come back they'll get a hot reception from us"

"Thank you," he replied, "the meal was delicious.

"Perhaps, while we wait for the IDF wounded to be discharged from your sickbay, I can provide you with a tour of my ship, if you wish."

"I would like that Captain san" Aiko replies "from what i've seen of it already it looks quite powerful and looks similiar to the Trump. maybe your people had the same ideas as they did.

When you're ready for me I'll transport over"

"I'll await your signal when you are ready to beam over," replied Trix as he stood up and bowed.

He had put himself in the mindset he uses when he's attending one of Fleet Captain Lee's gatherings. Thus, while not diplomatic, it would also not get him killed.

"Your ship isn't bad herself, Captain. Perhaps one day, both our great nations can exchange fully functional ships from one of the older classes that have seen better days and aren't so common anymore with each other for the other to study.

"Oh, and call me Trix, please."

Stran blinked and stood up as well. Following Trix's lead, he also gave a short bow in thanks.

Aiko smiled and replied "its our mission to learn about new people and I hope to learn more about your Empire just as you'll learn about us"

she leads them back to the transporter room with only a single guard for company.

As Stran and the guards take their positions on the platform, Trix turns to face Captain Aiko.

"Until we meet again, Captain," he says.

He turns and takes his place on the platform. As the transporters activated and they began to dissapear, it would seem to Captain Aiko that Trix winked out her just before he vanished into the matter stream between the ships. However, she wouldn't be able to tell for sure, as it could have just been a trick of the transporter beams. At least, she would have to talk to Trix about it the next time she saw him.

returning to her bridge she contacts the sickbay and gets an update on their wounded passengers.

"comms get the ISS Trump on the radio and ask them how they are getting on with their repairs and if theres a base that we can take their injured too.

also add to the report that they are stable and will recover over time"

she consults with her XO about Captain Trix and the UEP ship.

"to be honest they sound a lot like our feudal period of history. assasinations were very common then and officers needed guards everywhere. Captain if you are going over there be very carefull"

"I always am Kaede" she replies to the younger version of herself. Commander Kaede Rokurota was as cunning as her captain and just as dangerous in the same way a sword has beauty but it can cut deep.

Aiko knew her XO was after her job but didn't care because she got the job done.

"This is Captain Sulu on Excelsior. We have the Trump under tow and will take her to Utopia Planitia on Primus IV. I'm unsure of whether or not she will be repaired or scapped at this point."

getting Captain Sulu on screen Aiko could see that he was also asian himself.

"Captain san, we still have the Trumps wounded. we'll meet you at Utopia Planitia and disembark them there"

a star destroyer drops out of transwarp coms to the is trump this is the usse fury do you require assitance said the kitir capatian

Aiko cut the signal and set a course based on the star charts they had of the area.

they cruised at warp 6 figuring they should be there within 24 hours.

The Honsu arrived at Utopia Planitia early and made contact with the base they seen.

After making their introductions and telling their story they waited..

Mbutu then said to Sulu, "Our job is done here. Forgive us for leaving so soon, but we are getting urgent messages to get home, ASAP. As it is, we must part."

So, the Temasek went into hyperspace, back to New Dornalia, where it was needed at home.

OOC: Forgive for the cheap post, but then again, ICly, Mbubt doesn't seem to be doing much...besides, I need to wrap up my involvement, other matters are calling.

ooc: i'm posting to free up the ship for other threads

ic: the Honshu docked at Utopia Plantia and disembarked the Trump crew members.

Now they could see about Captain Trix's offer..