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			<title><![CDATA[Letters Home]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2026 22:55:38 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== For Miller ==]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[A Warm Welcome Home]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=678</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2026 11:59:22 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== For Calleja ==]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[Lakes and Recreation - Artemis Shore Leave]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=601</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2026 01:24:27 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Shore Leave Subplot ==]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[Snapshots]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=587</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2025 00:32:58 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== For Mayfair's subplot ==]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[Winter Wonderland]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=439</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 07 Dec 2024 03:02:11 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== A specially created holodeck programme for the crew to enjoy some winter fun. Now over to the architect... ==]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== A specially created holodeck programme for the crew to enjoy some winter fun. Now over to the architect... ==]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Tamheomhada]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=428</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 18 Aug 2024 21:23:54 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== subplot for Coleman and Han ==<br />
=== previous post by Eun Ju Han included from Artemis Holodecks thread ===<br />
<br />
Han Eun Ju had been looking forward to doing this for some time with Damian. The holodeck she had reserved had finally come up and she was excited to go on a Korean date with him. They had eaten Korean food together, thrown a fantastic Korean party together with the help of Mara, and she had been teaching him simple words here and there when they were together which was pretty much every minute off duty as possible. Eun Ju had never fallen so hard and fast for someone, the whole thing scared her sometimes, thinking she had put her heart into someone who could easily have anyone he wanted at the drop of his cute smile… and yet.. he chose to spend his time with her.<br />
<br />
Ju had confided in her friend from the Philly, the Glitter Queen, all about her fears for the new relationship and how fast it was moving. She was afraid of what that would mean but she also knew that once they were on mission it would be a lot harder for them to spend time together. Who knew when their shifts would align, and he was a commanding officer which meant he would be pulled in any direction at any hour. Eun Ju didn’t feel unsecure in their relationship she just worried that they might burn out moving so quickly. On the other hand, she couldn’t imagine it slowing down.<br />
<br />
Eun Ju had dated a couple guys growing up though none to really remember too fondly. Just simple dates, group dates, things like that. She had enjoyed them but never felt a connection like she did with Damian. When she was with him it was like they had already been together for months instead of just a week. Now she was going to show him a bit of Seoul which had been where she had grown up in a small two bedroom home with her Halmoni and brothers. Halmoni had passed away some time ago and Ju was sad she would never meet Damian, the old woman would have put him through paces for sure. Have him doing things he never thought he would be doing for a small Korean lady.<br />
<br />
Ju was dressed casually as always as was Damian. Holding hands they stepped into the blank holodeck and the door closed behind them plunging them into almost pitch black. “Computer, initiate Korean Festival Seoul,” Ju said into the room, she had gone through so many in her time since joining Starfleet because she had wanted to find the one that really reminded her of home. So she had memorized a few of her favorites and decided to share this day with Damian because it not only would give him a taste of modern day Seoul but it would also give him a taste of a traditional Korean festival. One day she wanted to take him to the Joseon era and do a little fun times there, maybe a little role play, who knew, but that was an adventure for another day once he had studied up on some Korean culture and etiquette.<br />
<br />
It was a moment before the computer spoke confirming her request and then the whole world came into being. They were standing on an overlook which looked down over the heart of Seoul. Surrounded by old fashioned neighborhoods, high rises, large corporate buildings, and in between it all some of the slums. There was a bustling of vehicles, cars, and people. Streets filled with her native language. Immediately, her entire face lit up at being home, the breeze playing with her hair moving it slightly while they stood on the overlook.<br />
<br />
“Welcome to Korea,” she smiled brightly looking up at Damian with a smile on her face. “There’s a festival today, or I can start with a small tour. Show you where my house was, my school, favorite hang out spots. Or we can eat. What would you like to do first?”<br />
<br />
==Tag Damian==<br />
<br />
<br />
=== Coleman ===<br />
<br />
Walking through the corridors, hand in hand with Ju, Damian considered himself extremely lucky. There had been a moment the day before, when he had thought about the adage of pinching oneself to wake up from a dream. In Ju he’d found some semblance of peace amongst the incredibly tumultuous waters that the previous mission had wrought upon him, and many others. The timing of Ju coming aboard, and them also discovering their true feelings for one another, couldn’t have been better timed. If it was a dream, he definitely didn’t want to wake up. And if he did wake up, he’d make the dream a reality all over again.<br />
<br />
“Computer, initiate Korean Festival Seoul.”<br />
<br />
It took only a moment for the computer to acknowledge the request and begin the transformation of the room through the holographic matrix. Damian gently squeezed Ju’s hand as the world around them changed; a wide smile on his mouth reached up into his eyes as he took in the view from their vista atop an overlook. It was breathtaking, and all of it was a discovery for him as Damian had never been to Korea before, and certainly not Seoul. While he hadn’t spent his whole life on a starbase, and had certainly traveled for his boxing tournaments, those expeditions had never landed him on Korean soil. <br />
<br />
The streets were busy, full of life and people. Conversations from passersby filled the air along with the scents of the city. It could have been overwhelming, though having Ju beside him, holding his hand, anchored him to the moment. Instead of letting it stunlock him, Damian made the conscious choice to take it all in and be present.<br />
<br />
“Welcome to Korea…”<br />
<br />
Ju’s voice pulled his gaze towards hers, and it seemed they both were wearing matching smiles. As she listed off the options, he wasn’t sure about which he should choose first. The festival would be exciting, and was definitely high up on the list of experiences that he wanted to indulge in. Though the offer of a small tour, of getting to know Ju better, was tantalizing. As much as they seemed to fit like puzzle pieces made for one another, there was still plenty that they were learning about each other. This was a chance for him to get to know her even better, and deepen their rather rapidly progressing connection.<br />
<br />
“...Or we can eat. What would you like to do first?”<br />
<br />
The offer of food had Damian chuckling. If there was one thing they had done a lot together since she’d come aboard, sharing meals was perhaps the most frequent of their activities. He didn’t mind at all, as Damian very much enjoyed spending that time with Ju, as well as exploring all sorts of culinary delights. However, at least for the moment, he wanted to focus on something they didn’t normally do together.<br />
<br />
“Hmmm,” he playfully stalled.<br />
<br />
“Well I want to check out the festival for sure. All of this is new to me, and seeing that would definitely be an experience that I want to share with you.”<br />
<br />
Damian’s thumb gently caressed the top of Ju’s hand held in his.<br />
<br />
“But, I gotta say, my curiosity is the strongest pull here. Take me on a tour and show me all your old haunts. That way I get to see more of this beautiful city, and I’ll get to know more about you along the way. By the time we finish that up, I’ll also look less like a tourist hopefully.”<br />
<br />
Even though the holodeck was filled with fictional characters, who didn't really care about Damian gawking, he’d already been transported to somewhere that felt real. Being with Ju helped that transition from holodeck to reality, as the wind wisped her hair, and he had to hold himself back from tucking the stray strands back into place.<br />
<br />
As they started walking together through the busy streets, Damian couldn’t help but feel some awe. The mixture of architecture was stunning, but also didn’t reveal just how dense of a population that the city held. Swarms of people always seemed to be around, and Coleman had to turn off the security side of himself to keep from feeling a like he needed a team for overwatch; which was easy enough, as his subconscious knew and realized they were in a simulation.<br />
<br />
“I love the buildings here. Plus it is wildly busy. When I was younger, the only times that I saw this many people was when the starbase would be host to a bunch of starships returning. People would stream out from the docking areas into all the other spaces. It is going to take some getting used to for me.”<br />
<br />
It was something Damian rather sheepishly admitted. If it was a mission, he’d find a focus to get him through. However, he was here with Ju to explore, and that left him more afloat than he was accustomed. He maintained his gentle grasp of Ju’s hand, his thumb still absentmindedly running across her smooth skin; and he walked just slightly closer to her, maintaining her pace instead of his own.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== subplot for Coleman and Han ==<br />
=== previous post by Eun Ju Han included from Artemis Holodecks thread ===<br />
<br />
Han Eun Ju had been looking forward to doing this for some time with Damian. The holodeck she had reserved had finally come up and she was excited to go on a Korean date with him. They had eaten Korean food together, thrown a fantastic Korean party together with the help of Mara, and she had been teaching him simple words here and there when they were together which was pretty much every minute off duty as possible. Eun Ju had never fallen so hard and fast for someone, the whole thing scared her sometimes, thinking she had put her heart into someone who could easily have anyone he wanted at the drop of his cute smile… and yet.. he chose to spend his time with her.<br />
<br />
Ju had confided in her friend from the Philly, the Glitter Queen, all about her fears for the new relationship and how fast it was moving. She was afraid of what that would mean but she also knew that once they were on mission it would be a lot harder for them to spend time together. Who knew when their shifts would align, and he was a commanding officer which meant he would be pulled in any direction at any hour. Eun Ju didn’t feel unsecure in their relationship she just worried that they might burn out moving so quickly. On the other hand, she couldn’t imagine it slowing down.<br />
<br />
Eun Ju had dated a couple guys growing up though none to really remember too fondly. Just simple dates, group dates, things like that. She had enjoyed them but never felt a connection like she did with Damian. When she was with him it was like they had already been together for months instead of just a week. Now she was going to show him a bit of Seoul which had been where she had grown up in a small two bedroom home with her Halmoni and brothers. Halmoni had passed away some time ago and Ju was sad she would never meet Damian, the old woman would have put him through paces for sure. Have him doing things he never thought he would be doing for a small Korean lady.<br />
<br />
Ju was dressed casually as always as was Damian. Holding hands they stepped into the blank holodeck and the door closed behind them plunging them into almost pitch black. “Computer, initiate Korean Festival Seoul,” Ju said into the room, she had gone through so many in her time since joining Starfleet because she had wanted to find the one that really reminded her of home. So she had memorized a few of her favorites and decided to share this day with Damian because it not only would give him a taste of modern day Seoul but it would also give him a taste of a traditional Korean festival. One day she wanted to take him to the Joseon era and do a little fun times there, maybe a little role play, who knew, but that was an adventure for another day once he had studied up on some Korean culture and etiquette.<br />
<br />
It was a moment before the computer spoke confirming her request and then the whole world came into being. They were standing on an overlook which looked down over the heart of Seoul. Surrounded by old fashioned neighborhoods, high rises, large corporate buildings, and in between it all some of the slums. There was a bustling of vehicles, cars, and people. Streets filled with her native language. Immediately, her entire face lit up at being home, the breeze playing with her hair moving it slightly while they stood on the overlook.<br />
<br />
“Welcome to Korea,” she smiled brightly looking up at Damian with a smile on her face. “There’s a festival today, or I can start with a small tour. Show you where my house was, my school, favorite hang out spots. Or we can eat. What would you like to do first?”<br />
<br />
==Tag Damian==<br />
<br />
<br />
=== Coleman ===<br />
<br />
Walking through the corridors, hand in hand with Ju, Damian considered himself extremely lucky. There had been a moment the day before, when he had thought about the adage of pinching oneself to wake up from a dream. In Ju he’d found some semblance of peace amongst the incredibly tumultuous waters that the previous mission had wrought upon him, and many others. The timing of Ju coming aboard, and them also discovering their true feelings for one another, couldn’t have been better timed. If it was a dream, he definitely didn’t want to wake up. And if he did wake up, he’d make the dream a reality all over again.<br />
<br />
“Computer, initiate Korean Festival Seoul.”<br />
<br />
It took only a moment for the computer to acknowledge the request and begin the transformation of the room through the holographic matrix. Damian gently squeezed Ju’s hand as the world around them changed; a wide smile on his mouth reached up into his eyes as he took in the view from their vista atop an overlook. It was breathtaking, and all of it was a discovery for him as Damian had never been to Korea before, and certainly not Seoul. While he hadn’t spent his whole life on a starbase, and had certainly traveled for his boxing tournaments, those expeditions had never landed him on Korean soil. <br />
<br />
The streets were busy, full of life and people. Conversations from passersby filled the air along with the scents of the city. It could have been overwhelming, though having Ju beside him, holding his hand, anchored him to the moment. Instead of letting it stunlock him, Damian made the conscious choice to take it all in and be present.<br />
<br />
“Welcome to Korea…”<br />
<br />
Ju’s voice pulled his gaze towards hers, and it seemed they both were wearing matching smiles. As she listed off the options, he wasn’t sure about which he should choose first. The festival would be exciting, and was definitely high up on the list of experiences that he wanted to indulge in. Though the offer of a small tour, of getting to know Ju better, was tantalizing. As much as they seemed to fit like puzzle pieces made for one another, there was still plenty that they were learning about each other. This was a chance for him to get to know her even better, and deepen their rather rapidly progressing connection.<br />
<br />
“...Or we can eat. What would you like to do first?”<br />
<br />
The offer of food had Damian chuckling. If there was one thing they had done a lot together since she’d come aboard, sharing meals was perhaps the most frequent of their activities. He didn’t mind at all, as Damian very much enjoyed spending that time with Ju, as well as exploring all sorts of culinary delights. However, at least for the moment, he wanted to focus on something they didn’t normally do together.<br />
<br />
“Hmmm,” he playfully stalled.<br />
<br />
“Well I want to check out the festival for sure. All of this is new to me, and seeing that would definitely be an experience that I want to share with you.”<br />
<br />
Damian’s thumb gently caressed the top of Ju’s hand held in his.<br />
<br />
“But, I gotta say, my curiosity is the strongest pull here. Take me on a tour and show me all your old haunts. That way I get to see more of this beautiful city, and I’ll get to know more about you along the way. By the time we finish that up, I’ll also look less like a tourist hopefully.”<br />
<br />
Even though the holodeck was filled with fictional characters, who didn't really care about Damian gawking, he’d already been transported to somewhere that felt real. Being with Ju helped that transition from holodeck to reality, as the wind wisped her hair, and he had to hold himself back from tucking the stray strands back into place.<br />
<br />
As they started walking together through the busy streets, Damian couldn’t help but feel some awe. The mixture of architecture was stunning, but also didn’t reveal just how dense of a population that the city held. Swarms of people always seemed to be around, and Coleman had to turn off the security side of himself to keep from feeling a like he needed a team for overwatch; which was easy enough, as his subconscious knew and realized they were in a simulation.<br />
<br />
“I love the buildings here. Plus it is wildly busy. When I was younger, the only times that I saw this many people was when the starbase would be host to a bunch of starships returning. People would stream out from the docking areas into all the other spaces. It is going to take some getting used to for me.”<br />
<br />
It was something Damian rather sheepishly admitted. If it was a mission, he’d find a focus to get him through. However, he was here with Ju to explore, and that left him more afloat than he was accustomed. He maintained his gentle grasp of Ju’s hand, his thumb still absentmindedly running across her smooth skin; and he walked just slightly closer to her, maintaining her pace instead of his own.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Almost Heaven, West Virginia.]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=365</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2024 17:01:14 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<title><![CDATA[Annyeonghaseyo Artemis]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=359</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2024 00:35:14 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Post-mission thread open for all crew to attend - hosted by Eun Ju Han in Officer's Lounge, <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Artemis</span> ==]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== Post-mission thread open for all crew to attend - hosted by Eun Ju Han in Officer's Lounge, <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Artemis</span> ==]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Merry Artemismas!]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=232</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2023 15:06:10 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=15">Tyra Crawford</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Thread for the 2023 Artemis Christmas Fiasco. ==]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[When Two Worlds Collide]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=208</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2023 16:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== closed subplot. Behave you two. You know who you are  <img src="https://fed-space.com/forums/images/smilies/wink.png" alt="Wink" title="Wink" class="smilie smilie_2" /> ==]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== closed subplot. Behave you two. You know who you are  <img src="https://fed-space.com/forums/images/smilies/wink.png" alt="Wink" title="Wink" class="smilie smilie_2" /> ==]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Up and Away]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=170</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2023 18:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Elias ==]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[The Adventures of Lina and Miles]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=165</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2023 23:16:05 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Carryover Post Grant ==<br />
<br />
It was not lost on Miles the double meaning of Lina's words that they made a good team. And he agreed with her. They did make a good team, with more than just cooking. He really did feel they would spend the rest of their lives together.<br />
<br />
It was a thought that both excited and terrified Miles. He wasn't sure of Lina's position on the thought of marriage, as it had been one subject they had not broached yet. Which was understandable, considering they were enjoying the time they spent together. He knew it would eventually come up, but, at the moment, he was content to do just that: share the moments with her.<br />
<br />
Miles returned Lina's smile in full, though, even as he thought about what the future held for them. He knew he saw her in his life. How that progressed would be natural, and he was looking forward to their continued adventures.<br />
<br />
==Tag==<br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover Post Whittaker ==<br />
<br />
As Miles returned her smile in full, Lina wondered what was going on in that wonderful mind of his, and yet it was probably a good thing that she didn't possess any telepathic ability. Intriguing as it was, Lina liked the dynamic that they already had as well as thinking that she knew her boyfriend pretty well by now. Of course, there were things still to learn about one another, but considering how close they had become, they had a whole future together to do just that. Lina had never considered settling down, but ever since Miles had come into her life, and particularly since things had gotten more serious, it was a possibility that Lina had thought about often, and even shared some of them with Miles.<br />
<br />
With dinner coming to an end, Lina reached for her glass of wine, as a different kind of thought came to her, one that might just intrigue her boyfriend. " How do you feel about taking dessert and the rest of this bottle out onto the terrace?, it's still warm out and you'll get a spectacular view".<br />
<br />
Her choice of words may have been intentional, but given their current location, they would be able to see the stars clearly without the artificial light spoiling anything.<br />
<br />
== Tag ==]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== Carryover Post Grant ==<br />
<br />
It was not lost on Miles the double meaning of Lina's words that they made a good team. And he agreed with her. They did make a good team, with more than just cooking. He really did feel they would spend the rest of their lives together.<br />
<br />
It was a thought that both excited and terrified Miles. He wasn't sure of Lina's position on the thought of marriage, as it had been one subject they had not broached yet. Which was understandable, considering they were enjoying the time they spent together. He knew it would eventually come up, but, at the moment, he was content to do just that: share the moments with her.<br />
<br />
Miles returned Lina's smile in full, though, even as he thought about what the future held for them. He knew he saw her in his life. How that progressed would be natural, and he was looking forward to their continued adventures.<br />
<br />
==Tag==<br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover Post Whittaker ==<br />
<br />
As Miles returned her smile in full, Lina wondered what was going on in that wonderful mind of his, and yet it was probably a good thing that she didn't possess any telepathic ability. Intriguing as it was, Lina liked the dynamic that they already had as well as thinking that she knew her boyfriend pretty well by now. Of course, there were things still to learn about one another, but considering how close they had become, they had a whole future together to do just that. Lina had never considered settling down, but ever since Miles had come into her life, and particularly since things had gotten more serious, it was a possibility that Lina had thought about often, and even shared some of them with Miles.<br />
<br />
With dinner coming to an end, Lina reached for her glass of wine, as a different kind of thought came to her, one that might just intrigue her boyfriend. " How do you feel about taking dessert and the rest of this bottle out onto the terrace?, it's still warm out and you'll get a spectacular view".<br />
<br />
Her choice of words may have been intentional, but given their current location, they would be able to see the stars clearly without the artificial light spoiling anything.<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[Moments of Revelation]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=164</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2023 23:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<title><![CDATA[Command Certification Miller]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=163</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2023 22:52:54 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Carryover post Miller ==<br />
<br />
Grant was the next person to get geared up, acknowledging the Tactical officer's nod that he was prepared to go, which only left Robin, since Aeryn had already taken care of a weapon for Calleja. Having a means of defence was certainly reassuring to the security chief, although if it came to that, then she had no issue with some hand-to-hand combat if it meant the difference between life and death. They were as prepared as they were going to be before any further thought on the matter was quickly silenced as the ship rocked again. Instinct took over once more as Aeryn reached out to stop herself from falling.<br />
<br />
Whatever had caused it, wasn't good in Aeryn's honest opinion, and if anything, it only cemented her belief that they had to get moving. Although Aeryn was soon faced with another decision to make as Galani's voice called out loudly over her comm badge. Since Sickbay was on the way to Engineering, it made sense to the Lieutenant that they called off there, before continuing down a couple of decks, because they couldn't take the injured crewman with them. This train of thought also opened up another avenue, where they split up temporarily, allowing her and Grant to get to Engineering first to assist, leaving Calleja and Robin the opportunity to follow them once they dropped off the Tellarite. Whether this plan worked all depended on what they found on Deck 8, and if the turbolifts were still in action.<br />
<br />
There was only one way to find out, as she looked at Grant, Mayfair and Calleja. " This is what we do. We go to Deck 8 first, and depending on what we find, Mayfair and Calleja can drop off our friend at Sickbay, while myself and Grant continue to Engineering to provide back up until they can join us”.<br />
<br />
After a small pause for responses, Aeryn continued. “Let’s get to the lift as we need to hurry”.<br />
<br />
Aeryn then turned with her weapon ready and headed for the lift, while tapping her badge in order to respond to Galani.<br />
<br />
[Miller to Galani, acknowledged, we'll be there asap]<br />
<br />
== Tags ==<br />
<br />
== GM, response from Galani and is the way to the lift clear ? ==<br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover post Calleja ==<br />
<br />
"That'll definitely be needed. You'll have to keep his head down while someone elevates his feet."<br />
<br />
Mara nodded as Robin outlined what would be necessary. <br />
<br />
“‘K,” she said. “I can tilt ‘im if it’ll ‘elp. Just gonna ‘ave ta get ‘im settled.”<br />
<br />
She watched on as the CMO treated the patient. Calleja had been through the basic medical training that all Star Fleet officers had to and she’d been proficient enough to pass. But when the real practitioners got going, like Mayfair was now, it might as well have been a different language. <br />
<br />
She made her offer to carry the patient, and turned her head as Aeryn was in full flow.<br />
<br />
"That won't be an issue, as myself and Grant will take up a defensive position at the front and rear of the team, while you carry our Tellarite friend, and Robin can keep an eye on him. Although once we get to the weapons locker, we'll take as much as we can, so all of us have a weapon."<br />
<br />
Mara took the phaser and holster that was offered, clipping the weapon to her belt. She also took a pair of knives, clipping one to her belt next to the phaser and secreting the other in her boot. Boarding actions were often close-up and personal, vicious and dirty fighting in twisting corridors. As long as the wielder could use it properly, a blade was just as important as a gun. And what she could do with a blade was its own gory art form.<br />
<br />
There was a message from Engineering, and Calleja recognised Galani’s voice immediately. It certainly seemed to galvanise the COS into action.<br />
<br />
"This is what we do. We go to Deck 8 first, and depending on what we find, Mayfair and Calleja can drop off our friend at Sickbay, while myself and Grant continue to Engineering to provide back up until they can join us.”<br />
<br />
Mara frowned.<br />
<br />
“If yer sure,” she said. In an actual combat situation, she would have outlined her concerns, but she’d seen what her last interjection had done so she kept those to herself for now. <br />
<br />
“Robin, make sure ya got a gun, ‘cause yer coverin’ me fo’ once,” Calleja said. “Ya see somethin’ movin’ an’ it ain’t in uniform, treat it like a Breen.” <br />
<br />
There was a wolfish grin on Mara’s face as she dropped to one knee. She settled the Tellarite, made sure she was comfortable with the weight, and then rose steadily. For the most part he was level, his head in the crook of her left arm, but she held his legs elevated as Robin had instructed. <br />
<br />
His weight was a strain but Calleja was able to pick up the pace, long legs keeping up with Miller as the team moved off. <br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover post Grant ==<br />
<br />
Even though they were in a high stakes situation, Miles had to commend Miller for keeping a level head. It was obvious a lot was being thrown her way, but she slid into the role of Command quite easily. Miles could only hope that he would be able to do the same down the line.<br />
<br />
As they finished getting their gear, a call came in from Engineering from Galani. Someone found a way to reach them, and let them know Engineering was under attack. That confirmed the intruder alert being real. Now the decision came on what was next.<br />
<br />
As Mayfair and Calleja got their Engineer ready for transport, Miller gave the plan going forward. Since it was on the way, they would stop by Sickbay to drop off Mayfair, Calleja, and their Engineer, while Miles and Miller would continue to Engineering to give them back up. A solid plan, given their limited personnel.<br />
<br />
Miles definitely hoped they could find more of the crew along the way, but was prepared to make due with what they had. He took position in the flank as they made their way to the turbolift.<br />
<br />
==Tag==<br />
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<br />
== Carryover post Mayfair ==<br />
<br />
More bad news, engineering was under attack. They had to go, and they had to go now. Aeryn ordered <br />
<br />
“Robin, make sure ya got a gun, ‘cause yer coverin’ me fo’ once,” Calleja said. “Ya see somethin’ movin’ an’ it ain’t in uniform, treat it like a Breen.” <br />
<br />
Robin nodded, an unwelcome grim memory and the smell of burned flesh suddenly plowing forward in her Augment brain. I really wish she hadn't said that.<br />
<br />
But she focused on the work. She accepted it, especially since Mara would be doing the vast majority of the heavy lifting of her patient. If the Amazonian security officer hadn't been here there was no way the nurse would have been able to move the engineer. Holodeck simulation or not, if there was a threat to herself, her patient, or her comrades she wouldn't hesitate. She took a Type-2 phaser, and put it on setting 4. "Understood. Ready to go." Robin was absolutely impressed that Mara didn't need help even with the awkward carry that Robin had required for a shock patient. She took a place next to the Bandaran, paying close attention to her enhanced senses.<br />
<br />
"Lieutenant Miller, should we follow once the patient is in Sickbay? My staff can handle the patient once we get him there." And it was true; Robin had a full medical staff of extremely competent doctors and nurses, and Aeryn would definitely need Mara with her... and she wasn't about to let the three of them run off into danger without a medic to patch them up.<br />
<br />
== Tags ==<br />
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== GM-Coleman replies begin here ==<br />
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== Miller ==<br />
<br />
There was only one response from Galani,<br />
<br />
[You’d better hurry yer asses…]<br />
<br />
<br />
== All ==<br />
<br />
As the group moved forward, there was an eeriness that settled in. Corridors were blanketed in shadows, as the emergency lighting didn’t fully illuminate everything. Worse still was the absence of crew. Of course, many had yet to come back aboard, having not been fully recalled from shore leave. However, there was a distinct lack of personnel who were from Support or Engineering departments; many of whom still had duty shifts despite shore leave.<br />
<br />
Making it to the lift, there was no sign of the intruders on the deck. The turbolift doors opened, and an empty car awaited the group.<br />
<br />
Once they arrived on deck eight, they could hear the sounds of a firefight. The corridors were pitch black, with the emergency lighting having been disengaged or damaged somehow. Faint screams could be heard in both directions from the lift, and the ship once again shook. A light scent of burnt flesh lingered…]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== Carryover post Miller ==<br />
<br />
Grant was the next person to get geared up, acknowledging the Tactical officer's nod that he was prepared to go, which only left Robin, since Aeryn had already taken care of a weapon for Calleja. Having a means of defence was certainly reassuring to the security chief, although if it came to that, then she had no issue with some hand-to-hand combat if it meant the difference between life and death. They were as prepared as they were going to be before any further thought on the matter was quickly silenced as the ship rocked again. Instinct took over once more as Aeryn reached out to stop herself from falling.<br />
<br />
Whatever had caused it, wasn't good in Aeryn's honest opinion, and if anything, it only cemented her belief that they had to get moving. Although Aeryn was soon faced with another decision to make as Galani's voice called out loudly over her comm badge. Since Sickbay was on the way to Engineering, it made sense to the Lieutenant that they called off there, before continuing down a couple of decks, because they couldn't take the injured crewman with them. This train of thought also opened up another avenue, where they split up temporarily, allowing her and Grant to get to Engineering first to assist, leaving Calleja and Robin the opportunity to follow them once they dropped off the Tellarite. Whether this plan worked all depended on what they found on Deck 8, and if the turbolifts were still in action.<br />
<br />
There was only one way to find out, as she looked at Grant, Mayfair and Calleja. " This is what we do. We go to Deck 8 first, and depending on what we find, Mayfair and Calleja can drop off our friend at Sickbay, while myself and Grant continue to Engineering to provide back up until they can join us”.<br />
<br />
After a small pause for responses, Aeryn continued. “Let’s get to the lift as we need to hurry”.<br />
<br />
Aeryn then turned with her weapon ready and headed for the lift, while tapping her badge in order to respond to Galani.<br />
<br />
[Miller to Galani, acknowledged, we'll be there asap]<br />
<br />
== Tags ==<br />
<br />
== GM, response from Galani and is the way to the lift clear ? ==<br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover post Calleja ==<br />
<br />
"That'll definitely be needed. You'll have to keep his head down while someone elevates his feet."<br />
<br />
Mara nodded as Robin outlined what would be necessary. <br />
<br />
“‘K,” she said. “I can tilt ‘im if it’ll ‘elp. Just gonna ‘ave ta get ‘im settled.”<br />
<br />
She watched on as the CMO treated the patient. Calleja had been through the basic medical training that all Star Fleet officers had to and she’d been proficient enough to pass. But when the real practitioners got going, like Mayfair was now, it might as well have been a different language. <br />
<br />
She made her offer to carry the patient, and turned her head as Aeryn was in full flow.<br />
<br />
"That won't be an issue, as myself and Grant will take up a defensive position at the front and rear of the team, while you carry our Tellarite friend, and Robin can keep an eye on him. Although once we get to the weapons locker, we'll take as much as we can, so all of us have a weapon."<br />
<br />
Mara took the phaser and holster that was offered, clipping the weapon to her belt. She also took a pair of knives, clipping one to her belt next to the phaser and secreting the other in her boot. Boarding actions were often close-up and personal, vicious and dirty fighting in twisting corridors. As long as the wielder could use it properly, a blade was just as important as a gun. And what she could do with a blade was its own gory art form.<br />
<br />
There was a message from Engineering, and Calleja recognised Galani’s voice immediately. It certainly seemed to galvanise the COS into action.<br />
<br />
"This is what we do. We go to Deck 8 first, and depending on what we find, Mayfair and Calleja can drop off our friend at Sickbay, while myself and Grant continue to Engineering to provide back up until they can join us.”<br />
<br />
Mara frowned.<br />
<br />
“If yer sure,” she said. In an actual combat situation, she would have outlined her concerns, but she’d seen what her last interjection had done so she kept those to herself for now. <br />
<br />
“Robin, make sure ya got a gun, ‘cause yer coverin’ me fo’ once,” Calleja said. “Ya see somethin’ movin’ an’ it ain’t in uniform, treat it like a Breen.” <br />
<br />
There was a wolfish grin on Mara’s face as she dropped to one knee. She settled the Tellarite, made sure she was comfortable with the weight, and then rose steadily. For the most part he was level, his head in the crook of her left arm, but she held his legs elevated as Robin had instructed. <br />
<br />
His weight was a strain but Calleja was able to pick up the pace, long legs keeping up with Miller as the team moved off. <br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover post Grant ==<br />
<br />
Even though they were in a high stakes situation, Miles had to commend Miller for keeping a level head. It was obvious a lot was being thrown her way, but she slid into the role of Command quite easily. Miles could only hope that he would be able to do the same down the line.<br />
<br />
As they finished getting their gear, a call came in from Engineering from Galani. Someone found a way to reach them, and let them know Engineering was under attack. That confirmed the intruder alert being real. Now the decision came on what was next.<br />
<br />
As Mayfair and Calleja got their Engineer ready for transport, Miller gave the plan going forward. Since it was on the way, they would stop by Sickbay to drop off Mayfair, Calleja, and their Engineer, while Miles and Miller would continue to Engineering to give them back up. A solid plan, given their limited personnel.<br />
<br />
Miles definitely hoped they could find more of the crew along the way, but was prepared to make due with what they had. He took position in the flank as they made their way to the turbolift.<br />
<br />
==Tag==<br />
<br />
<br />
== Carryover post Mayfair ==<br />
<br />
More bad news, engineering was under attack. They had to go, and they had to go now. Aeryn ordered <br />
<br />
“Robin, make sure ya got a gun, ‘cause yer coverin’ me fo’ once,” Calleja said. “Ya see somethin’ movin’ an’ it ain’t in uniform, treat it like a Breen.” <br />
<br />
Robin nodded, an unwelcome grim memory and the smell of burned flesh suddenly plowing forward in her Augment brain. I really wish she hadn't said that.<br />
<br />
But she focused on the work. She accepted it, especially since Mara would be doing the vast majority of the heavy lifting of her patient. If the Amazonian security officer hadn't been here there was no way the nurse would have been able to move the engineer. Holodeck simulation or not, if there was a threat to herself, her patient, or her comrades she wouldn't hesitate. She took a Type-2 phaser, and put it on setting 4. "Understood. Ready to go." Robin was absolutely impressed that Mara didn't need help even with the awkward carry that Robin had required for a shock patient. She took a place next to the Bandaran, paying close attention to her enhanced senses.<br />
<br />
"Lieutenant Miller, should we follow once the patient is in Sickbay? My staff can handle the patient once we get him there." And it was true; Robin had a full medical staff of extremely competent doctors and nurses, and Aeryn would definitely need Mara with her... and she wasn't about to let the three of them run off into danger without a medic to patch them up.<br />
<br />
== Tags ==<br />
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== GM-Coleman replies begin here ==<br />
<br />
== Miller ==<br />
<br />
There was only one response from Galani,<br />
<br />
[You’d better hurry yer asses…]<br />
<br />
<br />
== All ==<br />
<br />
As the group moved forward, there was an eeriness that settled in. Corridors were blanketed in shadows, as the emergency lighting didn’t fully illuminate everything. Worse still was the absence of crew. Of course, many had yet to come back aboard, having not been fully recalled from shore leave. However, there was a distinct lack of personnel who were from Support or Engineering departments; many of whom still had duty shifts despite shore leave.<br />
<br />
Making it to the lift, there was no sign of the intruders on the deck. The turbolift doors opened, and an empty car awaited the group.<br />
<br />
Once they arrived on deck eight, they could hear the sounds of a firefight. The corridors were pitch black, with the emergency lighting having been disengaged or damaged somehow. Faint screams could be heard in both directions from the lift, and the ship once again shook. A light scent of burnt flesh lingered…]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Command Certification Mayfair]]></title>
			<link>https://fed-space.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=162</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2023 22:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://fed-space.com/forums/member.php?action=profile&uid=17">Damien Coleman</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[== Carryover post by Calleja ==<br />
<br />
Things had been going relatively smoothly for Beka as she ran the triage. There had been some nasty burns and cuts that Cartwright and Syrol hadn’t been able to treat with what they had, but her extra experience and training as a front-line emergency specialist had made the difference. She hadn’t been overly tested but that was fine by her. The whole point was to test Robin, not the redhead who was only too happy to play sidekick.<br />
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[Doctor Sydesh, can you give tricorders to some of the least-wounded in your area and have them doing active life and movement scans near the exits in your position? We're not expecting any bad guys to come through while the shield is up, but I don't want to take chances.]<br />
<br />
“Er… sure, ma’am.” Beka looked around as she replied to Robin, taking mental stock of the equipment they had left. “I can make that work.”<br />
<br />
I think.<br />
<br />
Truth be told there wasn’t much functional equipment that had survived the fight. She got hold of a few borderline working tricorders, then gently cajoled a couple of wounded engineers to do what they could to get them going again. <br />
<br />
There were a whole 4 fully functioning scanners, 1 of which had to be kept for treatment between the 3 medics, so that left another 3 to be handed out. Sydesh was about to do that when a Talaxian came round.<br />
<br />
“Doctor. Doctor!” they called. “I need to speak with you.” <br />
<br />
“Sure. Syrol?” Beka called the Vulcan over. “Orders from Lt Mayfair. We need 3 of the walking wounded using these tricorders. Watch the perimeter for movement, immediately report if they see anything. Find the fittest we’ve got left.” <br />
<br />
Syrol nodded, took the scanners and moved off, and Sydesh dropped to one knee next to the patient. <br />
<br />
“What’s up? How are you doing?” she asked, scanning the Talaxian with the surviving tricorder.<br />
<br />
== Tags! GM-Damian input on the patient please. == <br />
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== Carryover post by Mayfair ==<br />
<br />
Time passed, and no assault. Robin wondered whether the enemy had given up and decided to wait them out or if they were planning something else. And the bombing wasn't regular. <br />
<br />
“All set,” the Engineer declared, “I’ll send the spots to target, to your tricorders. Try to be as accurate as possible to save on energy packs, and also decrease the possibility of a full cave-in.”<br />
<br />
"Thanks," the nurse said gratefully. "Lt. Miller, stay here and help man the barricade in case they do try an assault again." Robin was confident in Aeryn's ability to keep the situation under control here, especially if they could create a real chokepoint. She turned to the engineer, asking him to step aside with her.<br />
<br />
"Let me see your arm," she said, spraying his burn with an analgesic from her hypo. "There, that should help with the pain. Can you pull up a schematic of the building? I don't trust the fact that they aren't trying to break through again. It could be that they're just licking their wounds or have decided that the building simply isn't worth it, but they could also be trying another route of attack. Now that we've got a plan here I'm thinking that we do need to scout the situation. I do not want us to get attacked from a different direction or taken by surprise." She was trying to draw the dejected engineer into the idea of being proactive instead of waiting to be picked off by the enemy. Or at least in the idea of making sure their little fortress really was secure.<br />
<br />
== Tag ==<br />
== GM Input: How does the engineer react? And does he have a schematic that Robin can look at to plan a little scouting mission? ==<br />
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== Carryover post by Miller ==<br />
<br />
Aeryn was well aware that most eyes except those of her friend were now on her, as Robin issued her orders, and the security officer knew without asking that she was now in charge of the barricade. It was an easy role to slip into given her current position and, even if it wasn't, she had been in situations like this before her promotion. Although she took advantage of what silence they did get, which allowed her to focus on what was happening, from the occasional sound of bombardment to the irregular use of artillery, which told the Security Chief a lot. Whoever the enemy was, they didn't seem to be directly targeting them or aiming accurately with their weapons. That did change briefly as the whole building then shook and the lights flickered.<br />
<br />
Still Aeryn held her resolve as the minutes ticked by without a sign that they were going to go through with a direct assault on the barricade. The Engineer who had been working on finding a way to bring the building down safely, gave Robin an update which the CMO acknowledged promptly, before Robin thanked him and gave Aeryn the order to stay and help, just in case the enemy changed their minds.<br />
<br />
" Acknowledged" Aeryn replied simply, as Robin then took the Engineer to one side.<br />
<br />
" Let's keep watch and be ready" Aeryn instructed those left, thinking that they might have to divide the watch into shifts, as time went on.<br />
<br />
== Tags == <br />
<br />
== GM response from those with Aeryn? ==<br />
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== GM-Coleman replies begin here==<br />
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== Sydesh ==<br />
<br />
The patient grimaced, obviously in some pain, but there was determination in her expression too. Swallowing down everything she was going through, she cleared her throat to respond. As the building shook from another strike, the Talaxian winced. Realizing that the strike hadn’t brought the shields down, she finally spoke.<br />
<br />
“We didn’t know this was going to happen,” she started, looking equally ashamed and somewhat panicked.<br />
<br />
“I swear. We didn’t even know that they were here. To us, it all looked abandoned. Scans didn’t find anything, we were cautious, we were really cautious,” the words jumbled out of her mouth, as if they had been pent up for days.<br />
<br />
There was terror in her eyes as she was about to speak again, her blood pressure and pulse rising,<br />
<br />
“But they were still here. They <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">are still here</span>.”<br />
<br />
Then her eyes rolled back as she passed out again.<br />
<br />
<br />
== Mayfair ==<br />
<br />
The Engineer followed her, and audibly sighed when the contents of the hypo kicked in. Even then, he still looked wired and ready, even if some of the edge was taken off. He nodded as he listened to Robin, understanding in his eyes in what she was trying to get at.<br />
<br />
“Sure, we have a preliminary scan from when we came in, and whatever the Talaxians could give us. It isn’t a perfect layout though…”<br />
<br />
Grabbing a PADD, the Engineer pulled up a schematic of the building, and stood to Robin’s shoulder so she could see with him.<br />
<br />
“Here we are on the ground level. You’ll see that there are five sublevels, not all of them the same size or height. We only have layouts for the first two sublevels,” his fingers touched the surface of the PADD, showing those areas.<br />
<br />
“Some of it looks like office spaces, maintenance closets, and some storage areas on sublevel one.”<br />
<br />
“Sublevel two is much the same, though with more storage.”<br />
<br />
“Sublevel three is where we get fuzzier,” the layout was incomplete, with only sections closest to the stairwell being shown clearly. <br />
<br />
“It looks like some lab areas, and again storage spaces. We think there is some interference from the fusion generator on sublevel five. I had a quick visual look down there when we first came in, and the genny looks fine, and it seemed to have sufficient fuel…” he paused.<br />
<br />
“But I didn’t really get a good look on levels three or four. Once we knew that the generator was on five, I was ordered to prioritize looking after that. When that was done, I had to fall back to the barricade.”<br />
<br />
The Engineer showed the rest of the scans to Robin, showing that there was almost no information about sublevels four or five, both having too much interference for tricorders to properly map in those areas.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
== Miller ==<br />
<br />
Most barely acknowledged the order. However, they also did follow it, pulling up tricorders or checking their energy cells in their phasers. It was clear that the barricade team was beyond exhausted, and their morale was at a breaking point. One or two of the faces did have a certain grim determination, and they’d likely fight the hardest, but even they were out of gas.<br />
<br />
There were a few more hits to the building, one of which sounded and felt like a direct hit as the whole place, floor included, shook. One of the people on the barricade raised a hand, pulling everyone’s attention to them… there was movement on the tricorder.<br />
<br />
“Unh, movement ahead. Not close to the explosives yet. I think maybe even outside the building? Scan isn’t very clear.”]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[== Carryover post by Calleja ==<br />
<br />
Things had been going relatively smoothly for Beka as she ran the triage. There had been some nasty burns and cuts that Cartwright and Syrol hadn’t been able to treat with what they had, but her extra experience and training as a front-line emergency specialist had made the difference. She hadn’t been overly tested but that was fine by her. The whole point was to test Robin, not the redhead who was only too happy to play sidekick.<br />
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[Doctor Sydesh, can you give tricorders to some of the least-wounded in your area and have them doing active life and movement scans near the exits in your position? We're not expecting any bad guys to come through while the shield is up, but I don't want to take chances.]<br />
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“Er… sure, ma’am.” Beka looked around as she replied to Robin, taking mental stock of the equipment they had left. “I can make that work.”<br />
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I think.<br />
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Truth be told there wasn’t much functional equipment that had survived the fight. She got hold of a few borderline working tricorders, then gently cajoled a couple of wounded engineers to do what they could to get them going again. <br />
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There were a whole 4 fully functioning scanners, 1 of which had to be kept for treatment between the 3 medics, so that left another 3 to be handed out. Sydesh was about to do that when a Talaxian came round.<br />
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“Doctor. Doctor!” they called. “I need to speak with you.” <br />
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“Sure. Syrol?” Beka called the Vulcan over. “Orders from Lt Mayfair. We need 3 of the walking wounded using these tricorders. Watch the perimeter for movement, immediately report if they see anything. Find the fittest we’ve got left.” <br />
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Syrol nodded, took the scanners and moved off, and Sydesh dropped to one knee next to the patient. <br />
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“What’s up? How are you doing?” she asked, scanning the Talaxian with the surviving tricorder.<br />
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== Tags! GM-Damian input on the patient please. == <br />
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== Carryover post by Mayfair ==<br />
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Time passed, and no assault. Robin wondered whether the enemy had given up and decided to wait them out or if they were planning something else. And the bombing wasn't regular. <br />
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“All set,” the Engineer declared, “I’ll send the spots to target, to your tricorders. Try to be as accurate as possible to save on energy packs, and also decrease the possibility of a full cave-in.”<br />
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"Thanks," the nurse said gratefully. "Lt. Miller, stay here and help man the barricade in case they do try an assault again." Robin was confident in Aeryn's ability to keep the situation under control here, especially if they could create a real chokepoint. She turned to the engineer, asking him to step aside with her.<br />
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"Let me see your arm," she said, spraying his burn with an analgesic from her hypo. "There, that should help with the pain. Can you pull up a schematic of the building? I don't trust the fact that they aren't trying to break through again. It could be that they're just licking their wounds or have decided that the building simply isn't worth it, but they could also be trying another route of attack. Now that we've got a plan here I'm thinking that we do need to scout the situation. I do not want us to get attacked from a different direction or taken by surprise." She was trying to draw the dejected engineer into the idea of being proactive instead of waiting to be picked off by the enemy. Or at least in the idea of making sure their little fortress really was secure.<br />
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== Tag ==<br />
== GM Input: How does the engineer react? And does he have a schematic that Robin can look at to plan a little scouting mission? ==<br />
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== Carryover post by Miller ==<br />
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Aeryn was well aware that most eyes except those of her friend were now on her, as Robin issued her orders, and the security officer knew without asking that she was now in charge of the barricade. It was an easy role to slip into given her current position and, even if it wasn't, she had been in situations like this before her promotion. Although she took advantage of what silence they did get, which allowed her to focus on what was happening, from the occasional sound of bombardment to the irregular use of artillery, which told the Security Chief a lot. Whoever the enemy was, they didn't seem to be directly targeting them or aiming accurately with their weapons. That did change briefly as the whole building then shook and the lights flickered.<br />
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Still Aeryn held her resolve as the minutes ticked by without a sign that they were going to go through with a direct assault on the barricade. The Engineer who had been working on finding a way to bring the building down safely, gave Robin an update which the CMO acknowledged promptly, before Robin thanked him and gave Aeryn the order to stay and help, just in case the enemy changed their minds.<br />
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" Acknowledged" Aeryn replied simply, as Robin then took the Engineer to one side.<br />
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" Let's keep watch and be ready" Aeryn instructed those left, thinking that they might have to divide the watch into shifts, as time went on.<br />
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== Tags == <br />
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== GM response from those with Aeryn? ==<br />
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== GM-Coleman replies begin here==<br />
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== Sydesh ==<br />
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The patient grimaced, obviously in some pain, but there was determination in her expression too. Swallowing down everything she was going through, she cleared her throat to respond. As the building shook from another strike, the Talaxian winced. Realizing that the strike hadn’t brought the shields down, she finally spoke.<br />
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“We didn’t know this was going to happen,” she started, looking equally ashamed and somewhat panicked.<br />
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“I swear. We didn’t even know that they were here. To us, it all looked abandoned. Scans didn’t find anything, we were cautious, we were really cautious,” the words jumbled out of her mouth, as if they had been pent up for days.<br />
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There was terror in her eyes as she was about to speak again, her blood pressure and pulse rising,<br />
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“But they were still here. They <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">are still here</span>.”<br />
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Then her eyes rolled back as she passed out again.<br />
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== Mayfair ==<br />
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The Engineer followed her, and audibly sighed when the contents of the hypo kicked in. Even then, he still looked wired and ready, even if some of the edge was taken off. He nodded as he listened to Robin, understanding in his eyes in what she was trying to get at.<br />
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“Sure, we have a preliminary scan from when we came in, and whatever the Talaxians could give us. It isn’t a perfect layout though…”<br />
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Grabbing a PADD, the Engineer pulled up a schematic of the building, and stood to Robin’s shoulder so she could see with him.<br />
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“Here we are on the ground level. You’ll see that there are five sublevels, not all of them the same size or height. We only have layouts for the first two sublevels,” his fingers touched the surface of the PADD, showing those areas.<br />
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“Some of it looks like office spaces, maintenance closets, and some storage areas on sublevel one.”<br />
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“Sublevel two is much the same, though with more storage.”<br />
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“Sublevel three is where we get fuzzier,” the layout was incomplete, with only sections closest to the stairwell being shown clearly. <br />
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“It looks like some lab areas, and again storage spaces. We think there is some interference from the fusion generator on sublevel five. I had a quick visual look down there when we first came in, and the genny looks fine, and it seemed to have sufficient fuel…” he paused.<br />
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“But I didn’t really get a good look on levels three or four. Once we knew that the generator was on five, I was ordered to prioritize looking after that. When that was done, I had to fall back to the barricade.”<br />
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The Engineer showed the rest of the scans to Robin, showing that there was almost no information about sublevels four or five, both having too much interference for tricorders to properly map in those areas.<br />
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== Miller ==<br />
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Most barely acknowledged the order. However, they also did follow it, pulling up tricorders or checking their energy cells in their phasers. It was clear that the barricade team was beyond exhausted, and their morale was at a breaking point. One or two of the faces did have a certain grim determination, and they’d likely fight the hardest, but even they were out of gas.<br />
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There were a few more hits to the building, one of which sounded and felt like a direct hit as the whole place, floor included, shook. One of the people on the barricade raised a hand, pulling everyone’s attention to them… there was movement on the tricorder.<br />
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“Unh, movement ahead. Not close to the explosives yet. I think maybe even outside the building? Scan isn’t very clear.”]]></content:encoded>
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