Saxe was leaning over the displayed data trying to
locate a suitable place for a camp. He wanted it
defendable, while still being easily reachable by
those that were injured.
Saxe: 'How 'bout this one' he said pointing.
Kole: 'Too close to the ocean there, and too low, there
could be a tidal wave next earthquake.'
Saxe: 'Missed that, so how bout this one, it seems
stable enough, it's higher and relatively close to one
of the larger communities. With shuttles and portable
transporters we'd be able to do a lot of good there.'
Saxe: 'It's agreed then.'
Kole: 'Yes, i'll have some shelters and tents sent
Saxe: 'I'll be landing with the troops, if i'm reading
the Captain right she'll be going to be planetside.
Want to be ready for her.'
Kole: 'Enjoy, the fresh air.'
Saxe: 'I will' he stopped at the door' do me a favour,
if Miran, my girlfriend, starts volunteering to help,
assign her to something safe aboard the ship.'
Kole: 'That's not up to me, but i'll try to intercept
her before she asks Maltavius or the captain.'
Despite the training the initial minutes following the
order to gear up were chaotic at best, Luckily Dalax
had given the order early so Saxe walked into a room
where everything was calm.
Saxe: 'Alright, form into squads and get to the
transporter rooms, we'll build the camp so the doc can
get busy working on the wounded. Let's move.'
They materialized on a nice slooping grassy hill,
overlooking a settlement. From their location they had
an overview for defensive purposes.
Saxe: 'Daniels, form a perimeter, Smith start building
these shelters, Simms, you and your squad help him.'
They nodded at him and went to work, Simms for once
Saxe: 'Dalax, set up that lightsignal i want to let
people know they can find help here.'
Dalax: 'Aye, sir.'
Saxe watched the settlement through his binoculars, he
could see the ruins of former homes, people walking
dazed on the streets and fires burning their way
through the city.
Saxe: =/\= 'Saxe, to Maltavius.'
Augustus: +Maltavius, here+
Saxe: +We've started setting up camp, give us half an
hour and you can start landing your people and
Augustus: +Understood, we'll be there.+
Saxe stood there watching the smoke pillar into the
heavens and shook his head. This shouldn't have come
as a surprise, science was more than able to predict
these events. Finally he had enough and went to get
his hands dirty with those shelters.
M.Capt Sius Saxe.
Kole finally escaped from the dinner party, and headed back to her
quarters. She wasn't in much of a partying mood lately, and once the
Doctor had arrived, she had decided to call it a night. Once back in
her quarters, she picked up her duffel, and frowned when something
fell to the floor. She picked it up, and recognized it as the device
she'd gotten from that Scientist. What was his name? Oh yeah, Max
Quillen, from the Phoenix. She activated the device, and watched the
holo-message for what seemed like the millionth time, then sat
quietly as she thought about recent events.
Kuval studied the readouts coming from the stations on the bridge to
the display at the command chair. Everything appeared nominal,
considering the hurried repair job the rag-tag group planetside had
done. Not bad, considering they only had seven days to complete them.
For the most part, the Bismarck was spaceworthy. The little things
like conduit alignments and the like could be worked on enroute to
The duty roster was strange, however. He noticed that Simmons didn't
appear to be on the ship. Kuval furrowed his brow. "What has that
hotshot gotten into this time?" He grumbled.
The helmsman turned with a questioned look and Kuval waved him off
with a headshake.
Instead, Kuval rose from the center seat and gave the bridge to the
helmsman. He headed for the turbo-lift.
"Sir?" The helmsman asked. "Where can we find you?"
"Security." He said as the doors hissed shut. He thought about the
events of the past several days and things were not sitting well with
him. He still had a dinner date with Chan and another meeting with
Kole, the first having been cut short. The captain was under
doctor's orders to stay in her quarters and, for the rest of the
trip, this was Kuval's ship.
The doors whooshed open and he stepped out as two cadets entered the
"Was that him?" one of them whispered.
"Hush." the other said as the doors closed again.
Kuval was alone in the corridor and soon found himself not at the
Security office, but at Tannim Kole's personal quarters. He frowned,
knowing full well this hadn't been his intended arrival point. He
hesitated, then tagged the buzzer.
Kole: *blinks, then smiles as she recognizes the familiar presence
standing outside. She set the device down, then looked over at the
The door opened and Kuval announced himself. "May I come in?" He
asked, his voice sounding tired.
Kole: No need to ask... you always had an open invitation before.
*picks up the device, then tosses it to him* I think this is yours?
Kuval caught the device without thinking. It was a silver cylinder
with cryptic writing on it. It was roughly ten inches in length and
three inches in diameter. It glowed softly as he held it.
"I'll be..." he started to say. He looked at Kole and smiled
slightly. "How did you come by this?"
Kole: Yusseff and I hitched a ride on the Phoenix over to Starbase
Armageddon when we were first assigned there. A fella named Quillen
literally ran into us, and when I picked it up, it activated the
message. *shrugs* I've had it since then.
Kuval's brow furrowed. "Message...hmm." He turned the device over in
his hands. It was familiar to him and yet alien at the same
time. "This is Preserver technology, isn't it?"
Kole: *nods* That what Quillen seemed to think.
"Hmm." Kuval said, taking a seat. "This is very odd. I remember
this, and yet I don't think I've ever seen it before."
Kole: *crosses the room, takes the device, and activates it. After it
starts to play, she hands it back to Kuval*
"Tannim, this is Kuval. If you're seeing this message, it means I'm
either dead or otherwise detained. Don't ask about the homing
communicator, its a long story. The bottom line is that the
Federation is in trouble. And I don't mean from the Dominion
survivors or the Borg. This is something new and I've stumbled across
it. I suppose you're wondering how I know this is you. There's a sub-
atomic DNA reader on the device. Its programmed to be activated
whenever anyone I trust touches it. Now, I realize how strange this
all seems but there's an easy explanation. While I was...er...in the
care of the Borg, I found some technology that was slightly more
advanced than our own. It wasn't too hard to figure out some of
it." Kuval made a nervous laugh. "Hell, with the Borg, anything is
possible. Only this tech was beyond them, too. So they simply left
the items in a cargo bay. Anyway, you've no doubt heard the news
about my 'accident' on the Runabout. That..." Kuval spread his
hands apart. "..was an unfortunate ruse. I was not, as I had filed,
going to Q'on'Os for a meeting. I had discovered the danger quite
by accident and was attempting to contact our friend with Section
31. Sure, he's an ass, but he's *our* ass. Anyway, I got jumped
and used the Runabout's transporter to put me in stasis. I didn't
expect them to vaporize the ship. Luckily, wreckage from the Runabout
was scrounged by a Ferengi trader. Among this wreckage was the data-
storage unit holding my pattern. Okay, so technically, I'm really
dead. And maybe the philosphers can argue till the cows come home
if I'm the original or whatever. I really don't care. What I do
care about is the impending invasion into Federation territory.
Tannim, I'm hoping you can warn Starfleet. I'm doing what I can,
but I don't have much time." The image faded out.
Kole: *waited for the message to finish, then looked at him* So
you're obviously not dead, but it does leave me wondering...
Kuval sighed heavily. "That much is very apparent. I remember going
to meet someone and returning to the Masada, when.... something...
unpleasant happened. I think it had to do with the warp core on the
Kole: *thinks for a moment, then nods* So.... which one are you?
"Which... one?" Kuval seemed puzzled, then remembered. "Oh, him." He
smiled. "No, I'm definately not him."
Kole: *nodded, and visibly relaxed* Sorry, but it's been on my mind
lately. I dunno... *shrugs* But apparently while we were all leaving,
the two Yusseff's changed places. *frowns* And just like during that
mission, I couldn't tell the difference even with my abilities.
"Two... Yusseff's. Well." Kuval said. "There were two of me, so it
figures. Although, I only met the other me once." He patted his
knee. "It still hurts when the weather gets cold."
Kuval had met Hammersmith in the Mirror Universe briefly, just long
enough for the insane doppelganger to shoot him in the kneecap and
leave him stranded there.
Kole: Well at least your "twin" wasn't dead, and the cause of a lot
of the problems. But with Amin, I started to notice little
differences. I chalked it up to what had happened over there. But it
just kept getting worse... *pauses, then shakes her head* He went
insane, and I almost killed him trying to get out. That's how I ended
up demoted, and back on a ship.
Kuval pondered this news for a moment. "I'm sorry I wasn't around to
stop him... Hammersmith, I mean. I haven't read the files, apparently
they're all locked by Section 31, but from what I've heard, he was
responsible for killing some of the crew and very nearly Yusseff and
Kole: Yeah... he apparently decided that if he couldn't have his Kole
or me, then no one would. Then Yusseff showed up with that Rail
Kuval paused, his face paling slightly. "Did you say rail gun?"
Kole: *eyes him with concern, then nods* Yeah, a Gorn Rail Gun. It
turned into his favorite "toy" after that mission, then he got really
heavy into Black Ops. I finally figured out it wasn't him when our so-
called Imzadi bond shattered. And he decked me while wearing that
damn power armor.
Kuval's fist curled as he listened. Somehow, things were beginning
to make sense. The missing files, the locked databanks, and the
mysterious cargo papers in the Hammersmith shipping offices. "Did.."
he began, almost afraid to ask. "Did my replacement wear any power
armor himself? Say, something built by Hammersmith Industries?"
Kole: I only saw it the one time, and that was it. It was the same
incident where Yusseff had that gun, and killed Hammersmith.
*quietly* I still have nightmares about it...
Kuval was silent for a moment. Thinking. Finally he spoke. "Did
they...ever find the body?"
Kole: Honestly? I don't know... it wasn't long after that the
transfer orders were cut, and I was shipped off the Masada. And when
I tried to get information, I just ended up with more questions. And
Yusseff seemed pretty determined that I just drop it all together.
"Hmm." Kuval rose and stepped toward the door. "This has been very
enlightening. I need to check on some things first, but I think I
might have a solution to this problem. I had a dream the other night
that matched your description of the battle to a tee. It got me
thinking about things that didn't seem right."
Kole: *nods slightly, then frowns* There's another problem as well
though... *walks over to her console, and activates it* I think
Yusseff's trying to locate me... *shows him the message*
Message: "This isn't over yet Tannim. -Y-"
Kuval read the message and pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking.
It was true, then. He opened his eyes and looked Kole in the
eyes. "There's also the issue of Simmons. He's gone off and I need
you to run Security."
Kole: I've already met with the MCO, and the Captain had some
questions for me too. She mentioned until Simmons returned, to take
care of things.
Kuval smiled. "Tzipora's always on top of things."
Kole: She asked me about the armor... *folds her arms, and shivers
slightly like she's cold* I told her I refuse to wear it, and she
agreed. Mentioned the marines here don't have it anyways, so that's
fine with me.
"Well. Good enough, then." He stepped to the door and it came open.
He paused and turned. "We'll talk more later."
Kole: *thinks for a moment, then nods* You know, you're the last
person I expected to be serving with on the Bismarck. *smiles* But
I'm glad you're not dead... I... *she stopped talking, struggling
with her thoughts and how much to say right now*
Kuval smiled. "That makes two of us." And with that, Kuval headed to
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