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The Coming Storm

Postby Andrew Rice » Mon Jul 06, 2015 7:29 pm

Hamlet slumped into his quarters; it had been a long day. The living room was in disarray; all the pictures and ornaments were strewn across the floor, the glass tables were smashed and the replicator had exploded. He looked around, sighing sadly, unsure of where to begin. Suddenly the pitter patter of a dozen feet emerged from one of the bedrooms; the six children were shaken up, but no worse for wear. He fell to his knees, his arms out stretched; Tarya, Sames and Miral ran into them whilst the boys collapsed to the floor and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it over?" Asked Sasha sheepishly.
Hamlet squeezed the girls tight and kissed their foreheads before replying. "It is for us. Sentinel is out of the fight; which is itself winding down."
"Is mum ok?" Asked both of the boys; leaping up in renewed panic. "Where is she? Is she safe?"
"Your mother's fine. In sickbay caring for those less fortunate, whom aren't fine."
The brothers slumped back to their respective positions on the floor. "Thanks dad."

"Right." Hamlet clapped his hands together. "I need you kids to start packing some bags."
Tarya tugged at his uniform with sad eyes. "We're not leaving are we?"
"No. Not forever sweetie. Sentinel is badly damaged and in need of repair; for our service we have been given shore leave for the month, whilst that happens. So you all go pack your favourite things; I need to speak with Sasha."
"Ok daddy."

Tarya skipped off to her room with Miral and Sames in tow, whilst the boys continued to lay there; gurgling to themselves, not wanting to move. "Arthus! Thomaz! Go!"
"Aw." Thomaz groaned as he got up and went to his room.
Arthus followed close behind but stopped at the bedroom door. "Call me if you need anything Sasha." He winked.
"Dream on spazz." She retorted as he disappeared into his; dejected.

Hamlet cleared some dust of the sofa and plonked himself down, patting a spot next to him for Sasha to join him. She sat down reluctantly; all the dread that the children had helped her purge was returning, as she knew what Hamlet wanted to talk about.

"He's going to die isn't he, Mr Hamlet?" She asked, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I wont lie to you Sasha. He is very ill, and it doesn't look good. But we are trying everything we can."
"Why wont he wake up? Why!? And where's Soule?"
"Soule is on his way. He will be here soon..." He thought hard about an answer to her first question, unsure how to phrase it. "The particular injury Mordecai sustained... due to your physiology... there have been complications."
"What does that mean?"
"It means... that your brother needs a specialist... to help him find the waking world. There is someone I know who can help, aboard Atlantis... called Ilaihr."
"Can he help?"
"He is a skilled telepath; and incapable of saying no to someone in need. If I call, he will come and he will do everything in his power."
"But how can he help when the doctors can't?"
"The brain is the most complex and mysterious construct in the known universe... sometimes medical science can only do so much."

Sasha leant into Hamlet; sobbing into his uniform. He gently rested his hand on her shoulder and comforted her; sighing about the situation.

"I need you to stay with the girls. Whilst I go make some calls."
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Re: SCI Lieutenant Junior Grade Hamlet

Postby James Greenman » Mon Jul 06, 2015 7:34 pm

Nice log, Andrew! I'm looking forward to seeing the next one. :allears:
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Re: CSO Lieutenant Junior Grade Hamlet

Postby Andrew Rice » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:25 am

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Re: CSO Lieutenant Junior Grade Hamlet

Postby Andrew Rice » Fri Jul 24, 2015 2:37 pm

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The Mystery Unfolds

Postby Andrew Rice » Tue Sep 08, 2015 1:28 am

(With Hamlet and Rebecca Terell)

Hamlet just stood there in awe that in just a few hours, Ensign Terrell and he had manage to learn so much about the artifact. He was amazed at how quickly she was able to translate it, and was equally impressed that what amounted to him sodding about and trying everything that popped into his head; had had some fruitful results.

"So Ensign. You asked for pictures, and we got a map. Would you like to wish something else into existence?" He chuckled.

Rebecca was putting the last finishing touches on the script that she was translating. She glanced over as Hamlet spoke, grinning.
“Hah, that was a lucky guess.. I’m amazed at how far we’ve gotten so far. This type of work can sometimes take months.. or years. I’m excited to see where this map leads.”

"Our progress has been quite remarkable." He grinned back, feeling quite chuffed. "Accounting for stellar drift over the last 600 thousand years, the computer indicates that whatever 'X' marks, is in an unexplored region of the Beta Quadrant... a new frontier. Which is exciting."

She gazed at the star chart that was on the artifact, her eyes lit up like a christmas tree. “This is the chance of a lifetime..” Her eyes flickered over the artifact’s text that she had transcribed on the PADD, trying to make sense of it all. “I wonder.. when the Tkon sealed this race in this prison, how do you think they did it? A subspace rift? Or maybe even a parallel universe.”

"Indeed it is, I feel honoured to examine it; especially since my specialisation is quantum and spatial phenomena and not xenoarchaeology." He pondered about how colourful and beautiful and wonderous life must have been in the time of the Tkon, before snapping back to Rebecca's question. "It's certainly possible. Subspace rifts or voids, pocket layers within subspace itself. It's said the Tkon could move entire star stystems; perhaps they perfected quantum slipstream or transwarp technology to a level beyond our current understanding."

“If the Tkon could move whole star systems, travelling across the galaxy must have seemed like child’s play.. I wonder just how many of these artifacts are scattered everywhere? Hm… didn’t you say earlier that you found another Tkon artifact on a Klingon world? Were you able to find out any information from it that we could use to study this one?”

You didn't see the mission report?" He sounded surprised, but started to wonder if the incident may have been classified; he tread water cautiously, lowering his voice. "It was more than just a single artifact. I got the chance to use a whole console... and there was far more behind the doors, that we were ultimately unable to open without use of a phaser..." He breathed nervously at the lingering implications of the Empire having claim to a Tkon facility. "Someting my people should not be in possession of... and that's my assessment from the few scans we could take. I dont know what it was... but it was dangerous somehow. I could feel it."

“I read the report, but it was just before the war started, right before I joined the crew. The portion that the Admiral gave me at the time was incomplete, since the final reports hadn’t been submitted yet. I didn’t have time to follow up on it since the war happened. I didn’t realise there was so much there.” She tried to remember what she’d read about it, some kind of power surge from the planet had disabled the Sentinel. “If House BratH has a Tkon artifact that can disable a ship… that is dangerous. Especially if you factor in the growing tensions between the Klingons and Romulans that was happening just before the war..”

"Bah! BratH! Disreputable scum. Trying to force the empire into a primitive state of constant conflict, like the expansionist days again. I fear for the Romulans; their ranks are in disarray since the loss of the home system, and with the rising Reman liberation, the Star Empire no longer has the clout to hold off my people."

"With a device such as the one on H'atoria, the Empire wont just be a problem for the Romulans, they will become a threat to the Federation. We've made some advances in the last twenty years; the Quantum Slipstream for example means we can go to the far corners of Klingon space and beyond. But with Tkon technology, they would have just enough of an advantage to press a war that would make our recent engagement with the Tzenkethi look like a gloomy Monday."

Hamlet lightened up a little, realising he got too easily annoyed when he thought about the Empire. "The map takes us to a world atleast 300-350 lightyears away, the corner of the map represents the outer edge of known space... well out of the way of my people."

“Let’s hope they don’t. I’m sure house BratH is going to be watched closely by the Federation since the mission to H’atoria was brought to the Admiral’s attention. But you’re right, this map goes much farther than the Klingon empire.” She examined the map further, trying to imagine what they might find once they got there, tracing the delicate markings with her fingers. “I haven’t been much farther out than the area around starbase 123. I’m very much looking forward to seeing what’s out there.”

"I hope so. But they were watching the Tzenkethi, and conflict with them stilll came as something of a surprise." He sighed.

"I went to some distant corners of the Empire when I was with Defense Force, had two weeks in the Gamma Quadrant when the wormhole first opened, but not as far as this is leading us. It will be quite the adventure.... if we get the go ahead." He looked hopefully at Rebecca on the notion.

“I definitely plan on recommending to the Captain and the Admiral that we follow through on this. Now that we know what it says, it’s not something that we can ignore..”

“I’d also love to get a look at any information that the Vulcans might have on the Tkon ship that they took it from. There may be other clues there.”

"You're right its not. We have to investigate; we are explorers after all." He chuckled.

"I'd like to gather everything we have on the Tkon, including anything written in legend and hearsay; y'never know which monsters and magic might be real. To be honest, a gander at the ship itself wouldn't go amiss. It wouldn't be a far cry for it to be the key somehow, either metaphorical or literal." He buzzed with a youthful glee. He began downloading everything the database had on the Tkon, and anything from the history of other worlds circa the Tkon's era that may fit them. It was going to take some time.

Rebecca glanced through the information scrolling by on the database console as Hamlet was downloading it. “You know, the Tkon portal that was found several years ago could be relevant.” She pulled up the summary of the report. “I’d forgotten this.. It says here that it could immobilize starships... That sounds alot like the weapon on H’atoria…”

"Portal 63, if I recall. Located on Delphi Ardu IV." He hummed. "As a responsive interface, it would be quite useful to discuss the inscription with it." He had a twinkle in his eyes as he pondered the many possibilities. "So much to learn, so many places to go.... I hope we can solidify this opportunity"

"It leads me to ponder how the Klingons were able to power up the H'atorian device. Was it without a Portal protector watching, or did they disable it somehow?"

“That’s a good question. The portal protectors were apparently very powerful; disabling one of them would have been very difficult. It would have been a huge loss if they had destroyed it. It’s possible they could have somehow solved the portal’s challenge and it just went to sleep again.” She wished that she could have been a fly on the wall when the Klingons had discovered the device. “Talking to one of the protectors would be very useful indeed..”

"One of many it seems." He gave a genial smile, and continued. "We need to ask them though. We need to push to get this expedition, and if we get it, we need the best information we can get."

"What we discover could be more important than something so simple as technology, learning the fate of the Tkon Empire could have implications for how we manage ours. It was once said that; if we forget the past, we are doomed to repeat it. They are a part of the past, and we must learn from them; avoid their mistakes."

Rebecca nodded at Hamlet, returning his smile. “Exactly; the more we learn about them, the more we learn about ourselves. They did say that our history was very much like their own. And, this could be one of the biggest discoveries of our time; it could have huge implications for the rest of the galaxy…”

"And we need to safeguard it, before someone else discovers it, and uses it for less than noble pursuits." Hamlet started pottering about with the console, skimming some of the incoming information. "On a selfish note: I might learn something to write my doctoral thesis on. It'd be nice be a Doctor as well as a Professor." He grinned cheekily at the prospect.

“I think there’s enough here for several doctorates….” She grinned back at him. “But you’re right, this information will have to be safeguarded. Especially if whatever is behind these seals is as powerful as the inscriptions say they are.”

"I only need one though; I'm not greedy." He chuckled. "And, you're doing exceptional work making this all a possibility Ensign, you should be proud of yourself."

He checked on the download; the computer indicated that the vast amount of information being downloaded and categorised, would take atleast ninety minutes to complete. "You should go get something to eat. This wont be done for a while, and when it is, I may need your help going through it all."

"Thank you, Lieutenant.” She smiled; she was feeling very proud of everything the both of them had accomplished. “I'll see you in a little while then…”

"See you in a little while Ensign." He smiled, as he moved off to sit down. With all the work on the artifact, he'd been neglecting his department's readiness report. He got to work on it as Rebecca left, eyeing up the artifact and the console every now and then, to check progress. "This feels like grading papers..." He mumbled to himself.

Rebecca returned about an hour and a half later from the mess hall, holding two mugs of tea in her hands. “Here, I thought you might like this.” She handed one of the mugs to Hamlet. “So, did you discover anything new?”

"Oooh." His eyes lit up. "A cuppa will go down quite nicely. Thank you." He took a sip immediately, savouring the warmth and rich flavour. "I learnt that I bledy hate paperwork on a much deeper level, which comes as an utter surprise to me, since I thought I was on top of that particular dislike." He laughed out loud, evidently thinking he was funnier than he is. "I've been checking its status, but I haven't seen what we've got yet."

She chuckled, and took a drink from her tea, mulling over the lines of text moving across the screen as the download completed. "I was thinking.. the closest information in the Tkon lore to this inscription that I know of, is the story about the weapon that the Shedai Apostate and a faction of the Tkon created to imprison the Shedai race. Maybe there are some clues there..."
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Re: CSO Lieutenant Junior Grade Hamlet

Postby James Greenman » Tue Sep 08, 2015 1:36 am

Interesting log, guys! Lets find out what the Captain intends to do about all of this.
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Law Abiding Citizens

Postby Andrew Rice » Sun Jan 10, 2016 7:49 pm

(With Rebecca Terell)

Hamlet was sat in his office, writing some research notes; for the first time since he'd been aboard the Sentinel. It was quiet; tucked away from anything in the bowels of the ship, in an architectural dead spot that made it seem like the addition of the room was a design oversight patched in during construction. It was angular, crooked and irregular; yet it had a now quaint postmodernist edge to it, which Hamlet quite enjoyed. The fact that his office was so out of the way, made it all the more surprising that he should hear his door chime.

He looked up puzzled, but cheerfully from his work. "Enter!"

Rebecca burst through the door of his office, out of breath and with urgency on her face. Words tumbled out of her mouth as she tried to explain what was going on. “Hamlet, the Captain sent me to come find you.. There’s a Guardian vessel outside.. “ she caught her breath for a moment. “And… “ She gasped excitedly. “You’re not going to believe this, but a Tkon Portal ship just showed up... And we have fifteen minutes before they beam us over for the trial... and... we’re going to need your help.”

Hamlet blinked comically a number of times, remaining silent as he considered Rebecca and what she had said. He gestured to the seat opposite him. "Good day Ensign. Please... take a seat, catch your breath, repeat everything fom the start; possibly filling in some gaps."

He glanced over to his replicator. "Would you like a drink?"

She took a deep breath, calming herself. “Sure... thank you.” She gave him a small smile in gratitude. “Jumja tea please?” She sat down on the armchair next to his desk and took a moment before answering his first request. “So. I went to the bridge after we studied that new artifact, to make my report to the captain.. and just as I got up there, a Guardian vessel showed up. They demanded we turn ourselves over to them for trespassing, and for theft.. “ she winced, still feeling guilty about the whole thing.. “and gave us an ultimatum, surrender or they would start firing.” She paused, letting Hamlet absorb the information so far.

Hamlet moved to the replicator, nodding his head in recognition as she spoke; taking the information in. "Computer: one Jumja tea, and one English bastard...I mean breakfast tea." He chuckled to himself... that never got old... before quickly whisking the newly materialised teas back to his desk.

He placed Terell's before her, sipping his own as he moved back around to take his seat. "Do go on, Ensign."

Rebecca took a drink of her tea, wishing she could have something stronger, but she felt she was in enough trouble as it was.. “They gave us a few minutes to talk it over.. We didn’t want to get into a fight with them, so after some discussion the Captain concluded that she would turn herself over to them because she was responsible for the actions of the crew.”

She shifted in her seat, holding the mug in her hands, both to warm them, and to focus her thoughts. “They’re allowing other members of the crew to accompany her, so I volunteered to go.. since I got us into this in the first place. And. In the midst of the discussion with the Guardians, a Tkon Portal ship appeared out of nowhere. They took over the discussion, and said we still have to do a trial.. but now it’s on their ship instead of the Guardians… ” She paused for effect. “So, since you’ve been a law professor, we need your help in getting ready for the trial. And, of course... since it’s a Tkon vessel you’ll want to see it.” She concluded finally, feeling both nervous and excited all at the same time.

He continued to nod calmly, absorbing the conclusion of the recent goings on. He took a deep, reflective sip of his tea, before placing the cup gently on the desk. He stared up at the chronometer on the wall, squinting his eyes and estimating things in his head, and looking back to the Rebecca.

"I've only been down here for a few hours." He finally uttered in calm disbelief. "You kids do crazy things when I'm not on the bridge, being the resident old man that I am; with my wise words of wisdom and experience." He grinned sagely, before falling more seriously. "It seems we have a bit of a pickle then, doesn't it."

“I’d say so. It’s not exactly how I was hoping a first contact would go out here… I made a big mistake. I never should have grabbed the artifact back, even if we did learn some things from it. I let my curiosity and pride get the better of me.” She looked down into her teacup, then back up at him. “I hope that we can salvage at least some of this situation.”

"Ahhh lass, we all make mistakes when we're young; I made a few doozies when I was your age. It's how we deal with those mistakes and the choices we make... that's what defines us; you can tuck tail and run, or you can hold your head high and steadfast." He gave a sage look, before tilting his head and thinking to himself. 'Bledy hell... your turnin' into Ilaihr.'

He cleared his throat and returned his gaze. "As for the artifact, I for one am glad we had a chance to examine it... and that is all I'll say on that matter." He raised his eyebrow and smiled genially. "Now, what do we know of Tkon judiciary practices?"

“Yeah, but its not often that someone’s rookie mistakes go into the history books... as I have a feeling this one’s going to.” She grinned sheepishly at him.

She relaxed some, taking another sip of her tea, thinking about the question. “The Guardians transferred over a data packet of their laws and customs, so that should be in the database now. And there’s the encounter that the Federation had with the Portal in the Delphi Ardu system. Aside from that, we don’t know much specifically about the T’kon’s laws, but the Guardian’s laws are probably based on them.”

"I would take it as a great privilege Ensign, as you said... it's not often." He leant back and sighed, before smiling reminiscently. "I am actually considered a deserter and a traitor to the Klingon Empire... for purely ideological reasons." He chuckled. "So take it with pride."

"Now..." He hummed pensively. "We are at a slight disadvantage... but I think we can work with it." He glared up at the clock; ten minutes... not alot of time to work with. "I will need all of that information on a PADD, we'll have to familiarise ourselves with it on the fly. We'll also need a data storage device with the law practices of all know Alpha and Beta Quadrant species... they may appreciate the gesture."

"There is a way that all parties can walk away from this happy, but it will be a hard and complex sell if first impressions of the Guardians are anything to go by.

“Thank you, that makes me feel better.” She grinned. “It’s all in the way you look at it…”
In her rush to get down here, she’d left all of her things up on the Bridge, including the artifact, which she’d left in the care of the Captain. “If you’ve got a spare PADD and a data crystal, we can work on downloading those now. You’re right, that should help with goodwill.”

Her ears perked up at the last sentence. “What did you have in mind?”

Hamlet grabbed one of the many spare PADDs strewn across his desk, checked it, and passed it to Terell. "This one is empty. We'll have to grab a data crystal in a moment."

"First; we have to hear our charges as the Guardians see them, at the very least, from the Portal. Keep a close watch on how they respond to it's direct presence. After that, we test the Guardians and their ideology. By which we make them state plainly in open court the prinicples and basis of their organisation, and how our offense has harmed them. Thirdly; we establish our own character... Your's, the Captain's, the Ships and the Federations. I expect these last two to involve alot of cross-examination... it may get intense, but we'll have to persevere."

He took a long drawn out breath. "Then finally... we have the gambit."

She nodded, paying attention to his outlined plan as she downloaded the necessary legal information onto the PADD. “Well, we already know that the Guardians see the Portal as sacred, from the reaction they had when it showed up. If the Portal is willing to soften the punishment, then the Guardians will defer to it. Which is good, because otherwise, the punishment for trespassing and theft..” she said, reading from the PADD, ”is death.” She handed the PADD back to him, the download now complete.

"We can do this. This has to work.. we don't have much choice otherwise.."

Hamlet finished his tea, savouring the last few drops "I don't believe the English got to this before us..." He cleared his throat, and focused back on the very serious matter at hand, without even skipping a beat. "It's all about the gambit and how we build to it, Ensign. And the way we do that, is by being Starfleet Officers and upholding ourselves with honour and integrity."

"I also have an angle."

Rebecca was impressed at the small amount of time it had taken for Hamlet to come up with a strategy. There were only a few minutes left..
“I think we’ve shown already that we’ve got honour, since we’re facing this instead of running away or trying to fight them. I did say to the Captain that we’d learn more about them this way.. “ she chuckled, feeling a little less nervous about the upcoming trial. “But I feel better about this now that we’ve got a plan.”

"Good, lass, we'll achieve much from a positive attitude." He gazed back up at the clock, and nodded to himself. "We best make our move, not much time left... and we still need that data crystal. My daughters most certainly have an empty one laying around; I can do the data transfer as I acquire more fitting court attire."

"You update the captain and we'll rendezvous at the transporter room."

“I will.” She nodded. “I’ll see you there.” She stood up, grabbing the PADD with the Guardian’s laws on it, ready to go back to the Bridge. “And Lieutenant, thank you.” She held out her hand in gratitude.
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Re: Stardate: 11601.18

Postby Andrew Rice » Tue Jan 26, 2016 2:01 am

"Chief Science Officer's log. Stardate: 11601.18. It's certainly safe to say our last few days have been... interesting. The trial we were due to have with Portal 9 in regards to the Guardian's grievance, did not go as expected. Sentinel was let go, and we were allowed to keep the artifacts; with more information than they had before.

A preliminary study of the information... blew my mind. The subspatial architecture of the Tkon 'Entropy Prison' is like nothing I've ever seen before.... it's... beautiful, like a masterwork piece of art, drawn into the canvas of the universe itself. My hopes are, that I can use some of this information to improve our Quantum Slipstream Drive and our overall knowledge of subspace itself over time... but any advances to our knowledge that I may make, will but a footnote the pages of history. The vast reserves of knowledge these artifacts contain will take generations to divine; some would say on the order of ten thousand years, I on the otherhand am more optimistic and believe we will be able to fully understand the nature of the 'Entropy Prison' by around the 32nd Century Earth Calendar. What it contains though... I am confident that Ensign Terell will be able to decipher that in a few days, weeks at most. Although, based on what little a description we have, I theorise it may be a 'Grey Goo'... and that galactic ecophagy is more than just hypothetical.

As for Portal 9... it was an honour to meet him. Alas, I am concerned for him since we've left. Six hundred thousand years is a long time to be alone. I am going to recommend Starfleet try and make contact with the Guardians and Portal 9 at a later date; diplomatic relations must be mended and opened so as to safeguard the Tkon technology in the region and... on a personal note, give the Portal meaning again. It is a great and unjust torture to be alone as he. And I believe that is why he appeared to us as he did... a cry for understanding and... company for the first time in over a century.

The intrigue in this area of space hasn't ended with the Tkon. We have entered a 'dark nebula', a massive area of gaseous space devoid of stars, eminating unknown radiation from... somewhere. We're here chasing a renegade Starfleet captain commanding a stolen experimental starship. I had detected a strange energy reading intertwined with the vessel's ion trail, later indicating some kind of temporal interference. This has thrown up some flags of course, and I have privately cautioned the Captain about it. Further inspection has brought something weirder to the table, however. The temporal readings match up with that of a micro-singularity which means.... Starfleet may be playing with Romulan technology. On time will tell."
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Re: CSO Lieutenant Junior Grade Hamlet

Postby James Greenman » Tue Jan 26, 2016 2:46 pm

That was a fantastically insightful log, I really loved it! Nice job, Andrew. :-)
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Re: CSO Lieutenant Junior Grade Hamlet

Postby Babette C » Tue Jan 26, 2016 10:52 pm

That was a really good log. I'm very much looking forward to working on the translation. (hopefully soon, James?)
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