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A Subspace transmission echoed throughout the Stars, getting fainter as it moved away from it's origin. The Voice of a Woman spoke:

"...and Commander Gatsby's dead too. I didn't see any other escape pods leave before the ship was destroyed so I may be the only survivor. My pod was torn open on impact and the rain is pouring in. I'll take the radio and a survival kit with me, but the environmental suits were damaged in the crash, so I'll have to rough it. This is an L-class world and the atmosphere is barely breathable out there. Repeat, This is a general distress call. I am a citizen of the United Alliance of Planets and a Starfleet officer. If you can hear me, please respond. My government will reward you for any assistance you can offer... and you'll be my personal heroes."

The blacken sphere glided through space, the thirty third constructed by the Technonaut Collective. Its Overmind had already recorded, pinpointed and translated the message and its transmitter before the Master of the Sphere was notified and made it to his consoles.
General Distress call coming from these coordination, the signal is fairly weak but we were able to transmigrate a location before it finally cut out, we are already moving to intercept.
Then why notify us? You already seem to have the situation under control.
Because it is standard procedure and we do require your help Master, we do not fully understand what the message means, what is a L-class?
By the context clues we would guess...

The Sphere briefly glistened as a number of thrusters were activated as it made a midcourse adjustment to arrive at the transmitter location in one standard hour, once they arrived an agreed upon section of the sphere would deattact to try and find the individual(s), while the main sphere would scan the debris likely still at the accident/combat point to figure out what had happened and look for any other survivors or parts of them...

Starfleet Captain Elizabeth Connors huddled in a cave. The Carbon-Dioxide atmopsphe made breathing difficult, and she'd been taken Triox for nearly a day. There was a strong wind and rain as she waited, hopefully for a reply.

Just reached the lower atmosphere Master, starting low power transmission.. now

Greetings Sentient, we have received your distress call and shall arrive in roughly ten minutes, if you have emergency flares or some other way for us to find you easier it would be greatly appreciated if you used them unless you are hurt, in that case just remain where you are.

The Overmind continued to scan the debris cloud, noting the likely resting spot of the destroyed ship's power core and other systems.
Any idea what destroyed it?
Not yet, initial scans are still taking place but it is looking less and less like an accident notice these readings...

Elizabeth looked over at the Subspace relay with hope in her eyes, she crawled over to it and spoke into it.
"Hello? Hello...Thank god, thank god, who are you? I've got a phaser I'll fire it into the sky on wide dispersal you should be able to pick that up on your sensors, I'm pretty weak though, I ran out of triox a few hours ago, I can barely keep concious"
Elizabeth took the unit with her to the entrerance of the cave and fired her Phaser into the air.

ooc mine if i have troops on the planet that are recovering a drone

OOC: Err thats ok I guess

a platoon of clone troops who land on the planet four days ago had watch the pod crashed into the ground as well as watch a female leave it heading east

"that one fucked up pod"said one while they held their spot as waited to see what happens next

"shit that going to get the attention of the alreadly upset locals"said another when they heard shooting

to the unknown female that firing a weapon unless you want to meet the local wildlife that you better stop shooting

"...and Commander Gatsby's dead too. I didn't see any other escape pods leave before the ship was destroyed so I may be the only survivor. My pod was torn open on impact and the rain is pouring in. I'll take the radio and a survival kit with me, but the environmental suits were damaged in the crash, so I'll have to rough it. This is an L-class world and the atmosphere is barely breathable out there. Repeat, This is a general distress call. I am a citizen of the United Alliance of Planets and a Starfleet officer. If you can hear me, please respond. My government will reward you for any assistance you can offer... and you'll be my personal heroes."

Beyond the Federation Frontier - Deep Space

Communications Officer Lorraine Stewart listened into her earpiece intently. Around her, the bridge of the Firestorm Class Battle Cruiser (http://hawk.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=gfmc&action=display&thread=96&page=1#408) West was nearly dormant with the night rotation standing guard. This was the perfect time for her to listen to transmission and signals coming from unknown or unexplored sectors of the galaxy. She just happened upon a rogue signal, gazing at her console as she tried to figure its origin. Her eye's lit up as the ship's computer triangulated the signals by bouncing off long range sub-space waves at nearby planets and moons in adjacent sectors. It was a totally unknown planet, a sector of the galaxy unexplored by Anagonian eye's. It was also a distress signal.

Lorraine rose and gazed around her. The bridge was cramped in some respects. The rectangular construction allowed for a wide view at the fore of the bridge via the holographic panes of transparent Novarium that allowed visual into deep space. Behind them were several consoles packed together for ships systems and control. The Captains chair was located above that, in front of a tactical table and around the general vicinity of the communications station. Lorraine had but to take a few steps before she stood before Commander Marcel Drake. The youngish looking man simply gazed at the Chief Communications Officer as if it was always proper protocol, smiling. "Anything?" was his simple question to her.

"You won't believe it," she said leaning on the Captains chair. "A general distress, all the way out here!" Marcel rose an eyebrow as his nearly shaven head gleaming the light of the above holographic display, "Alright. I suppose we'll investigate." He stood, Lorraine smiling with a youthful joy and returning to her station as Marcel ordered the Navigational Officer to make way for the coordinates triangulated by the computer.

The West ignited it's sub-light drive, turning towards the transmission origin. Within seconds it disappeared into hyperspace. Moments later, a few sectors away and in an unknown region of the galaxy, the West emerged just outside the gravitational range of the L-Class Planet. They didn't expect to find anything, so a simple message was sent out.

Attention:

This is Commander Marcel Drake to anyone located on the L-Class planet designated U-2243 according to our records. We have received and understood your distress call. I repeat, I am Commander Marcel Drake of the Galactic Federation of Anagonia and am here for assistance

Any of that make sense to you?
Not really, but that last transmission helped us fix her location, touchdown is about two minutes.

As they got descended further the two drones noticed the light.
Ah that must be what she meant, a wide angle laser blast. Wonder why she didn't just say that?
The Uncleansed have many odd expressions.

The shuttle that landed in front of the cave could hardly be called that, it was as black as the blackest black hole, infact some spheres did have miniature black holes built in, and it was a strange flying disk that landed a small ramp lowered near its center, where one being could just be seen past the glaring lights from within.
Dim those lights you'll blind the one we were sent after!

On the Sphere
Suddenly a barrage of sounds assigned the Master's sensors.
Shut them off, we never understood why those were installed you could alert us much quicker than any sound based alarm. What happened?
Sudden sensor contact, about 2 flicks from here, defensive systems engaged seems they came back to finish them off.
We doubt that, sensor data?
Currently scanning as we power up our weapons.
The Master grimaced but waited as the sensor data began to flow in...

ooc Hope you don't mind if this sphere doesn't know of the conference that is currently going on Anagonia, it will/would make things much more interesting and make abit more sense since I don't really have the Technonaut's communicate with each other much.(only real reason would be if there is a threat that threatens to destroy them all or the Grand Master's Sphere is in trouble.)

As Elizabeth waited for the Technoaughts she contacted the second ship to respond.
"Commander Drake, my name is Captain Elizabeth Connor, of the United Alliance of Planets, another ship has began rescue procedures, can you identify them if it's not too much trouble, I don't want to be rescued by hostiles" Elizabeth said in what she hoped was a polite voice. Elizabeth had ignored the Unidentifed voice that had told her to stop firing, they were clearly unaware that an L-Class was nevver habitated as it could barely support life, and besides for the rescuers to find her she needed to fire.

the platoon move fast once they finish radioing the female an was now outside the cave with the weapons held up as three turn to caver the rear
Captain Elizabeth Connor, of the United Alliance of Planets

"great alot just out of school"said a clone as he lifted his rifle

"oh Captain Elizabeth Connor this is the Imperial military what was you ship doing in the middle of no where " said a clone into the cave as they shine a light into it

"I could ask you the Same Question" Elizabeth replied as she leveled her Phaser Rifle from behind her cover postion as she aimed out at the clones.

"I could ask you the Same Question" Elizabeth replied as she leveled her Phaser Rifle from behind her cover postion as she aimed out at the clones.
all 30 2 meter tall clones look at her and laughed when she pulled out her gun

"no you can't we know where "answer one clone

"oh look a light gun" one clone say from the back of the gruop before turning to keep watch out of the cave

"face we know where we are and who here on the rock for we came here to get back something that they stole" answer a clone as he moved forward

"Hold it right there" Elizabeth said sharply as she adjusted her Rifle "THis is set on Wide beam, oh and by the way, I've seen that armour before, This phaser will penertrate it"

ooc sorry but she never seen my armour before as we never RPed before

OOC: Assuming it's Star Wars trooper armour, my people have been in space for centuries they'll have come across it.

ooc no it's not star wars you get a link in the minute when my net stop dropping in and out

"Reactor overloading!" cried the engineer. "We need to drop from warp!"
"Do it!" ordered the captain. The ship dropped into the system, trailing plasma from her stern. The small ship appeared teardroped in shape, with a smaller matching section attached to the rear. Two small lasers poked out on the bottom of the bow. Two eyes and a tooth-filled mouth was painted on her bow.
"Damage report," said the captain.
"Warp is offline," replied the engineer. "I had to kill the reactor to prevent an overload."
"Weapons are down too," said another crewman.
"Are we clear?" asked the captain.
"Looks like it, sir. No signs of persuit. But long range sensors are down."
"How long to repair the reactor?"
"I'm not sure we can," replied the engineer. "This thing was barley holding together as it was. We need a shipyard to get it back up and running."
"Great. Well, do what you can. I'll send a message back to Knothole."
"What if they detect it and track us?"
"Let me worry about that."
Signal Protocal Sigma-9d/Raider-22 contacting Knothole/Reactor damaged and offline/Require pickup/Out

"Captain," said a crewman, "short range sensors are picking up unknown signals."
"Can you ID them?"
"Never seen anything like these."
"Well, keep an eye on them for now. And get back to work on the reactor!"

OOC: Ok, just roleplay it as a bluff, even though the armours not completely invincible I'm sure

OOC: Ok, just roleplay it as a bluff, even though the armours not completely invincible I'm sure

ooc Abyss Combat Armour
http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/FT%20Things/AbyssCombatArmour.jpg
Rifle
http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/HellFireARGL.jpg

"Hold it right there" Elizabeth said sharply as she adjusted her Rifle "THis is set on Wide beam, oh and by the way, I've seen that armour before, This phaser will penertrate it"

"no you haven't, our people never met before so you wouldn't know if you weapon can do anything,but beside the point did you see what ship attack yours"said the clone looking at her as oother watch their backs or watched her

"When did I say we were attacked?" Elizabeth asked as she kept a grip on her rifle

"When did I say we were attacked?" Elizabeth asked as she kept a grip on her rifle
"how about i just replay your message"

"...and Commander Gatsby's dead too. I didn't see any other escape pods leave before the ship was destroyed so I may be the only survivor. My pod was torn open on impact and the rain is pouring in. I'll take the radio and a survival kit with me, but the environmental suits were damaged in the crash, so I'll have to rough it. This is an L-class world and the atmosphere is barely breathable out there. Repeat, This is a general distress call. I am a citizen of the United Alliance of Planets and a Starfleet officer. If you can hear me, please respond. My government will reward you for any assistance you can offer... and you'll be my personal heroes."

"so then you run into a rock"

Another sensor contact, no weapon power ups or shielding detected for the moment. They seem rather beaten up.
The Alpha had to pick the milky way not Andromeda or some other galaxy where half a dozen races appear in one location in a manner of hours. *Sigh* Whats the status on our ground crew?
We've found her Master, she is rather busy at the moment talking to a another group of uncleansed, they seem to be ignoring us for some reason.
Well Overmind do we have time for niceties?
Probably not, but we would not recommend that course of action Master.
Fine, ground crew establish contact if they prove hostile or move to delay your mission do try and stun them, they could prove to be of some use yet.
Scans of the debris cloud is complete, final analyze is currently 81% complete.
Have you established contact with that new arrival yet?
We have already began initial scans and are ready to transmit.

Through several radio, laser and various other normal ranges of commutation a message was sent from the sphere towards the new arrival in the common galactic language and a number of other popular languages along with a small and not at all easy to detect undercurrent to be activated later.

"Identity yourselves, you have just entered a quarantine zone conducted by the Technonaut Collective, if you do not response in twenty minutes we will be forced to assume you are trying to break quarantine and respond in accordance."

"We lost all systems and began to drift, theres some sort of energy in the atmosphere thats hazardous to our ships, she broke up and was destroyed by a warp core breach" Elizabeth replied

"We lost all systems and began to drift, theres some sort of energy in the atmosphere thats hazardous to our ships, she broke up and was destroyed by a warp core breach" Elizabeth replied

"no that cover why our read outss jump when your ships neared the planet and blow up ,sorry for the lost of your poeple" answer the clone close to her as another moved up next to her

"here take this mask it help you breath better and do you need any first aid" he asked

Elizabeth slowly lowered her phaser and let it hang on its strap. Stepping out from cover she looked towards the clones and slowly walked towards them, as weak as she was.

"Captain, getting a transmission!"
"A reply from the Princess allready?"
"No. I think it's from another ship in this system, but long range sensors are still down, so i'm not sure."
"Play the message."

"Identity yourselves, you have just entered a quarantine zone conducted by the Technonaut Collective, if you do not response in twenty minutes we will be forced to assume you are trying to break quarantine and respond in accordance."

"At least they aren't from the Defense Force."
"How do you know that?"
"If they were, we'd be captured by now. Open a channel."

Signal Protocal Standard/This is Mobian Freedom Fighter Raider-22/We did not intend to violate your operations/Our ship was damaged running from a Mobian Defense Force vessel/Once our reactor gets repaired or a rescue ship arrives, we'll be on our way/Out

The drone continued to count off in its head, it had already reached several dozen digits when it saw the female start to limp towards the other uncleansed. Deciding that since no one had acted as though it was there... It stepped forward and emitted a loud blast from its speakers roughly the sound of a long extinct reptile like creature, its short higher arms had briefly amused the scouting Technonauts millions of years before though its behavior afterward hadn't, after eventually having to kill the creature they decided to preserves its roar for as long as the Technonaut's survived and would only be used in the most dire of situations.

Letting it go for a few more seconds, the drone shut if off and responded in its more monotone normal conservation voice

"I see that I now (finally) have your attention do you require any assistance?"

A brief burst was sent to the newly arrived vessel.

Understood, but our orders were specific, you must leave this system within sixteen minutes. If we can help speed up your repairs we will do so...

Elizabeth slowly lowered her phaser and let it hang on its strap. Stepping out from cover she looked towards the clones and slowly walked towards them, as weak as she was.

"hey just sit down and let me take care of the wounds i can see"said the clone who handed her the mask as he took out his medkit

"like a drink of water"he added as he wait for her to sit

Elizabeth nodded and sat taking a deep breath with the mask
"So who are you guys?" She asked

On the Sphere
Suddenly a barrage of sounds assigned the Master's sensors.
Shut them off, we never understood why those were installed you could alert us much quicker than any sound based alarm. What happened?
Sudden sensor contact, about 2 flicks from here, defensive systems engaged seems they came back to finish them off.
We doubt that, sensor data?
Currently scanning as we power up our weapons.
The Master grimaced but waited as the sensor data began to flow in...

ooc Hope you don't mind if this sphere doesn't know of the conference that is currently going on Anagonia, it will/would make things much more interesting and make abit more sense since I don't really have the Technonaut's communicate with each other much.(only real reason would be if there is a threat that threatens to destroy them all or the Grand Master's Sphere is in trouble.)

OOC:

Sure don't!

IC:

Commander Marcel Drake stared at the readouts at no return message was received. The automatic sensor sweep had detected multiple ships, none of which demanded attention. He started to stroke his chin. This situation puzzled him greatly considering he had yet to find the true origin of the message. He could order the West towards the planet, but considering there seemed to already be rescue operations underway he didn't see no need in it. Marcel was about to order the Battlecruiser to head from the system when one of the Tactical Officers alerted him of a possible contact.

"Commander, possible hostile contact detected." He paused for a moment, "Weapons coming online and they seem near the planet in question." Marcel blinked, "Are they scanning us?" The Officer nodded at his station, "Aye Commander."

Marcel thought for a moment thinking of the probable consequences of each action he plotted. He crunched his hand into a fist, shaking it a bit as he snapped two fingers together. "Where is the Captain?" he asked Lorraine Stewart. "Still in the medical bay unconscious from his fall," she reported. "That last jump prior did him in." Marcel cursed under his breath. By default, he was Captain until the actual Captain recovered. He sighed, nodding slowly. "Bring ship to general quarters," he ordered as he stood from the Command Chair. "Alert all decks, condition red." The bridge came to life as previously unseen crew seemed to come out from the walls, Marcel looking at Lorraine. "Send communications to unknown craft, stand down weapons and explain their actions. Else, face the consequences."

Lorraine nodded, "Aye Commander."

Attention unknown ship:

This is the Galactic Federation Starship West. We have entered this system in response to a distress call. Our intentions are peaceful however we have detected possible hostile actions towards our ship. Be advised we will defend ourselves if said actions continue and we request an explanation as quickly as possible.

Elizabeth nodded and sat taking a deep breath with the mask
"So who are you guys?" She asked

"clones of the military here as we tracked a stolen drone here"answer the clone taking care of her wounds as the other keep watch

"been here for fours days" he added rip a bandage to make it smaller

Signal Protocal Standard/Understood/Will try to speed repairs/If a rescue ship is sent, it may be a few hours before they arrive, assuming our message gets through/Will keep you advised/Out

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On the capital planet...

"Sir! Sir!" cried the Commander as he ran into the command center. The large chair in the middle of the room did not turn to face him.
"What is it?" asked the figure in the chair. His voice was soft, yet raspy and mechanical.
"Intelligence has dectected a distress signal from a Freedom Fighter ship sir."
"Location?"
"An unknown system beyond our border. Shall I send in a capture team?"
"Yes. And make a show of it. Let those little creatures know that we've captured some of their friends."
"Yes sir." He walked over to a console and pressed a control. "This is Central Command. Task Force Alpha-7. Proceed to capture Target at system R-3028."

"Whats this drone look like, I might have seen it" Elizabeh offered as the clone fixed her wounds.

A quick burst was returned to the ships.

To: Galactic Federation Battle Cruiser West
As you are the interloper and this is our quarantine zone, we should be the ones making threats and demands. As such we demand that you power down your weapons until we can figure out if you are the ones to destroy the vessel whose debris is currently orbiting this planet and radiated this planet and if you do not response in fourteen minutes we will be forced to assume you are trying to break the quarantine and respond in accordance as per our orders. We can not allow it to escape this planet...


To: Unnamed Mobian Hedgemony Ship
Understood but you must get your drives online within fourteen minutes and evac to a location greater than three light minutes from this planet, we can not delay what is about to happen...

"Fourteen minutes?! Are they crazy?!"
"Be quiet!" ordered the captain. "Any chance the reactor will be running by then?"
"Nope," replied the engineer, "not a snowball's chance."
"Lovely. Well people, guess that's it. Get to the escape pod. We're blowing the ship."
"Captain..."
"I know. but what choice do we have? We can't risk the Defense Force getting their metal hands on this ship's computer, and the codes for Knothole. Now move!"
"Yes sir...."

Signal Protocol Standard/As repairs in your timeframe are impossible and to prevent this vessel's computer from falling into enemy hands we are abandoning ship/Our escape pod will be set to head away from this system/Out

A small capsole ejected from the bottom of the ship, and slowly moved away from the planet. After a few moments, Raider-22 exploded when her anti-matter pods breached....

Well that was abit extreme.
Indeed, though if we could convince more uncleansed to do that we wouldn't get into half as many battles.
True, but to not even bother to check if we were speaking the truth or what we were warning against seems foolish instead of brave.
Also true, will those pods make it to the exclusion zone intime?
Not very likely, but at least it won't have a ship with a possible FTL to use if they do get caught in its wake. Now that other ship...

Suddenly, another ship (http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h52/nx9100/Battlecruiser.jpg) dropped out of warp at the edge of the system. It was much larger then the Raider (http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h52/nx9100/Raider.jpg), and far more powerful. Two smaller Destroyers (http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h52/nx9100/Destroyer.jpg) flew alongside. The larger vessel, after scanning the system and detecting the other ships, began to transmit...

Signal Protocol Standard/M.D.F. Battlecruiser-002 on station to apprehend criminals/You are unknowns/Identify/End of Message

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Meanwhile, the small pod continued to drift, its occupents hoping to remain unnoticed...

"Whats this drone look like, I might have seen it" Elizabeh offered as the clone fixed her wounds.

"like a childs ball "answer the Clone as he works

"but it's not a child ball it's a smart AI drone that can hold information that is useful"

"I saw something like that when I first arrived, It struck me as odd seeing as the planets L-Class" Elizabeth replied

Multiple sensor contacts.
We can't ever get a break heh? Any transmissions?
Ha we wish, and yes can't really tell if it is directed towards us, the whole having five different species in one system kind of screws those results.
True, any word on the exploration team?
No, we sent word that they should pack up as it seems the uncleansed won't play there is no point in sticking around.
Well then, how much more time do we have?
Ten minutes...


To New Mobian Hedgemony Ships
We recommend backing off, we the Technonaut Collective have set up and are enforcing the quarantine of this planet for the next eleven minutes, as you are similar to a vessel that self destructed about two minutes ago we have uploaded their projected coordinates, we highly recommend that you pick them up then proceed to the exclusion zone which is three light minutes from this planet, failure to respond will be seen as you trying to break the quarantine and we will respond in accordance as per our orders.

(OOC: links fixed)

Signal Protocol Standard/Message recieved and understood/Advise as to when this system will be accessable for search of Target/Will move to recommended postion until further notice/End of message

The trio of ships made a quick warp jump to a point just outside the system...

Suddenly, yet another ship (http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h52/nx9100/Interceptor.jpg) jumped into the system. It sped into the system, and headed for the planet.

Signal Protocol Standard/This is the Mobian Interceptor Freedom Stormer/We are searching for one of our ships called Raider-22/Are they still in this system?/Out

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The other three ships detected the newcomer's transmission.
"Priority Target confirmed."
"Apprehend."
"Moving to engage."
"Unknown ships still present."
"Ignore."
They moved back into the system, heading for the Freedom Stormer...

(OOC: I need the Freedom Stormer to survive, but the other three are disposable.

"I saw something like that when I first arrived, It struck me as odd seeing as the planets L-Class" Elizabeth replied

"what better kind on planet for pirates to hide on" answer the Clone as he stood up

"fix the best i can do anything else broken i can't fix with what i have ,you need a medbay for"he added

You did state 3 light minutes as in half way to the system's star correct?
Correct, seems their nation likes taking things to extremes.
Ah, well eight minutes left, our drones have just lifted off and once they have returned we will be ready for our jump...

"Defense Force ships in the system!"
"Find the raider yet?"
"No, but I'm seeing a debris field from them."
"Blast! Well, let's get out-"
"I found them! Escape pod heading away from the planet!"
"Get us over there now!"
The Interceptor headed for the escape pod, ignoring the alien ships. It slowed, and a pair of shuttles launched from the stern. They slowly manuvered the pod towards the shuttle bay...

By this time the three warships had returned to the area and were still moving to engage the Interceptor...

The Excelsior Class, USS Yorktown, dropped out of Warp. They had been following the distress call of a Starfleet Officer for about a day now and had traced it back to the system they were entering. The Yorktown began running scans of the system and once they had locked onto the L-Class the ship began to head towards the planet.

"Pod aboard!"
"Get us out of here!" ordered the captain. The Freedom Stormer ran up to speed, trying to evade the three warships, which had closed into missile range, and opened fire. The smaller Intercepter dodged the missiles, and fired a few of its own...

Bump

ooc well this is dead

OOC: Unless you want to rescue her?

ooc can do, just carry on from my last post

IC:

"Do you have a ship?" Elizabeth asked "I lost contact with the people in orbit"

IC:

"Do you have a ship?" Elizabeth asked "I lost contact with the people in orbit"

"only a dropship back in the LZ,the warship we got drop off by isn't due back till later tonight"answer the one of the Clones as the medic packs up the medkit

"What kind of Comrange do you have?" Elizabeth asked "You might be able to reach one of my peoples ships"

"What kind of Comrange do you have?" Elizabeth asked "You might be able to reach one of my peoples ships"

"VY1"answer the medic as he stood up an head to the clone as they move to mouth of the cave

"we'er going now"

"Thank you for your help" Elizabeth said

"Thank you for your help" Elizabeth said

"you caming or staying" asked a clone as they leave the cave to head back to the LZ

"I'm coming" Elizabeth said gathering her gearing together and following the Clones

"I'm coming" Elizabeth said gathering her gearing together and following the Clones

"right it be a hours walk to the Lz and the boss may be back so look sharpe when you met him" one Clone say as the move out into the wild heading east with her following

Elizabeth nodded, as they walked she made sure the Subsapce radio was in her backpack which was on her back. Her Phaser was strapped in it's holster on her waist and her Phaser Rifle was on it's sling at her side.

time pass when Two dropships (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/ImperialIsanPelicanDropship.jpg) could be seen stanidng in a open area with other clones standing watch over

"there the LZ "said a Clone to Elizabeth as they head for it

Elizabeth stumbled as they walked towards the LZ, her injuries, and her CO2 Inhalation were beginning to take their toll, despite ther clones help.

Elizabeth stumbled as they walked towards the LZ, her injuries, and her CO2 Inhalation were beginning to take their toll, despite ther clones help.

one of the clone passing her lean down to pick her up from the ground

"easy now other wise you in more bad shape then you are" he say to her as he helps her to the LZ

"Thank you" Elizabeth said as they make there way over, once they had stopped she found her tricorder in her bag and ran a quick scan of herself.

"Thank you" Elizabeth said as they make there way over, once they had stopped she found her tricorder in her bag and ran a quick scan of herself.

"just not your day isn't miss crashing into this back water of a world" said someone Elizabeth could mistake as he was wearing the same armour as the clones

"And I'm the lucky one" Elizabeth commented, looking up

In Orbit

The Yorktown entered orbit of the planet and began running sensor sweeps of the planet.

"And I'm the lucky one" Elizabeth commented, looking up

In Orbit

The Yorktown entered orbit of the planet and began running sensor sweeps of the planet.

"yes you are ,the dropship scans jumped like anything when your ship blew" said the soldier as another walks up to him

"beside those in space looking one another a new ship just enters the planets atmosphere"

"A new ship?"

"A new ship?"

"yes new ship it be landing soon" said the clone to her

"Sir ol's uss d'lil Nei"said the clone back to the other


"right what is your name any how"

"Captain Elizabeth Connors" Elizabeth replied "Former CO, of the USS Trafalger"

"Captain Elizabeth Connors" Elizabeth replied "Former CO, of the USS Trafalger"

"well captain welcome to our LZ now why don't you just take as seat an rest"

"Gladly" Elizabeth smiled as she sat down

"Gladly" Elizabeth smiled as she sat down

"right i'll be back after i've talked to the woman on Ebon Hawk shuttle that landing"

Elizabeth nodded as sunk down against the peice of equipment she was sat against.

hour pass before the soldier talking to Elizabeth in front of her

"okay we need to get you back top your own ,just follow me"

Elizabeth packed the Tricorder she'd been working on away. She made sure her Phaser was secure on her hip and she hefted her backpack onto her back. She picked up her Phaser Rifle and followed the Clone

Elizabeth packed the Tricorder she'd been working on away. She made sure her Phaser was secure on her hip and she hefted her backpack onto her back. She picked up her Phaser Rifle and followed the Clone

"Empress Mira Wolf (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20rifle/HighEmpressMira.jpg)"said Mira when Elizabeth was lead into the Ebon Hawk shuttle

"Empress" Elizabeth said polietly, having read enough of the hideous Starfllet reulation handbook known as the 'Royal Protocal', which governened actions with other dignitaries, and was over a thousand pages long, inclined in a polite bow.

"Empress" Elizabeth said polietly, having read enough of the hideous Starfllet reulation handbook known as the 'Royal Protocal', which governened actions with other dignitaries, and was over a thousand pages long, inclined in a polite bow.

"you'er Captain Elizabeth Connors so you met my Mate who tell me you crashed here in a pod,not a good day an to top it off you are wounded and taken in too much co2" say Mira while she turn to a console that was beeping

"Thats right Empress" Elizabeth said.

"well we best get you back to your poeple before we leave for home seeing they all done here " said Mira as she turn to a look at her

"well i think they are i wasn't told by him if they are"

Elizabeth nodded her acsent

Elizabeth nodded her acsent

"why don't you go lay in the medbay and i see you in a hour "said Mira as she pointed to a door

"Of course Empress" Elizabeth said politetly and headed for the door.

Mira left to go lay down while she went to talk to man sitting in the chair in the cockpit of the Ebon Hawk shuttle

"Wolf any thing"she asked Wolf who was busy look at a screen

"no dear now go back to the guest"said Wolf as he pushed a button

USS Yorktown, Standard Orbit

"Anything on Sensors?" The Captain asked.
"Nothing yet" The Science officer reported "Althrough I'm detecting a ship on the surface"
"Can we hail them?" The Captain asked.
"Not until they clear the atmosphere" The Comms officer responded.
"Helm, set a course to put us above their current site, hail them as soon as we can"

The Yorktown came about and headed to wards the Ebon Hawk shuttle. Waiting to Hail them.

Mira walk into the medbay looked at a monitor an turn to the captain

"well captin beside the cuts and too much CO2 you'er fine and you can go now" Mira say to her as stood there

Elizabeth sat up "Go where?" She asked interested "I've no way to get home"

Elizabeth sat up "Go where?" She asked interested "I've no way to get home"

"yes you do a ship from your lot shown up,which was picked up by our warship so you can go wait outside for them to pick you after you called them "answer Mira as leaves "as we going in five" she added

Elizabeth smiled, she'd soon be going home. The smile drained from her face as she realized she'd most likely be going home to a Court Martial for the loss of her ship. She shook herself, she couldn't have known what would happen and she'd soon have her command back. She walked to a viewport and looked out, waiting to see the ship that would take her home.

"why are you look into a turned off monitor "Mira asked as she look at her while giving a look that she thinking the captain was lost the plot

"I'm thinking Emperor, merely thinking" Elizabeth replied "I'm most likely returning to a Court Martial, I just need time to think"

"I'm thinking Emperor, merely thinking" Elizabeth replied "I'm most likely returning to a Court Martial, I just need time to think"

"been in five of those,just need a good lawyer" Wolf said while still was wondering what she was looking at in the blank monitor

Elizabeth nodded, her nod breaking her from her Revire, she turned to look

Elizabeth nodded, her nod breaking her from her Revire, she turned to look

"if you don't minbd we'er getting set to go seeing as he finish here and the other 12 Empresses want him to return"said Mira move next to Wolf

"Of course" Elizabeth nodded and tapped her Combadge "Captain Connors to Starfleet Vessel, One to Beam out"
As she waited for the transporter beam to take her she turned to Mira and Wolf
"My Thanks"
Elizabeth felt the fammiler tingleing as the Transporter took her and her view of the ship was obsecured by the transporter beam, this lessened and she found herself in a Starfleet Transporter Room.

USS Yorktown

"Welcome aboard the Yorktown Captain" The Yorktown's Captain smiled as Elizabeth stepped down onto the deck, the Captain gestured for the corridor and Elizabeth followed.
"I take it you'll be placing me in the brig?" Elizabeth commented as they walked.
"Negative" The Captain said Lightly "We picked up your ships Flight recorder whilst looking for you, we sent a transcrip to the Judge Advocate General, and they've decided that a Court Martial over and accident would be a waste of a good officer"
Elizabeth nodded and smiled "What are your orders?" She asked.
"We're to drop you of at Starbase Two-Twenty One, from where you'll be taken to Utopia Plantia Fleet yards" The Captain replied "A freind of mine in Starfleet Command tells me that they went to give you a new command as quickly as possible, we've all read your service record"
"Glorified Service record" Elizabeth grinned as they approached a turbolift
"You deserve it" The Captain replied as they entered the turbolift "Bridge!"

USS Yorktown, Bridge

"Captain on the Bridge" An officer called.
"Thank you Leuitenant, comms open a channel to the ship we beamed Captain Connors off" The Captain requesteed.
"Open sir"
"This is Captain Bill Wright, of the USS Yorktown, on behalf of Starfleet Command, I thank you for rescueing our officer" Bill said "If theres anything we can do, or give you as a sign of our gratidude please say"
Elizabeth sat down in the spare chair to the left of the Captains chair, the XO was on the other side of the Captain.

the shuttle and two dropship just take off from the planet climbing pass Yorktown as they head for outer space towards a warship that would soon drop in above the planet so it could pick up the three craft

USS Yorktown goodbye

"Clearly not" Bill commented before turning to helm "Set a course for new Earth, warp 7 engage".
The Ship gracefully left orbit, soared past the Planets moon and jumped to warp.

Utopia Plantia Fleet Yards, Two Weeks Later

"Attention to orders" Command John Wright called to the assembled crew, Who snapped to attention as an admiral and Elizabeth walked to the podeum.
"Captain Elizabeth connors, you are hereby requested and required to take command of USS Titan, as of this stardate, Computer transfer command codes to Captain Connors"
"Command codes transferred, USS Titan now under command of Captain Connors" The Computer replied.
"I releive you sir" Elizabeth smiled.
"I Stand releived" The Admiral replied "Crew dismissed!"

Bridge, USS Titan

"Helm, back us out of the drydock, full impulse till we clear the asteriod field, then punch it to Warp 7" Elizabeth ordered.
The Intrepid Class USS Titan left the Drydock, gracefully moved through the asteriod and jumped away into the stars.

ooc 7 pages wow short

OOC: Yea, I guess, this is the first Thread I've had that's actually finished

ooc you could of made it last abit longer if you didn't drop in your ship so early and had her try an find out abit more on who we are

OOC: Yes, i guess your right, I'll remember that for future RP's