First contact

[talisman76]

Commander Ian Cargill

Ian watched on a remote monitor as Lionheart's ship was electronically dissected. When the computer issued its alert, Ian rubbed his eyes. HIs worst fear had been realized. Caption Lionheart was either a rogue agent, or an agent of a rogue faction. There were members of the intelligence and defense sectors who, in the name of defending the Terran Republic, would subvert the very democractic principles that they allegedly sought to protect. Lives of thousands of innocents had been lost to the petty machinations of these "protectors of freedom." Ian had no idea what Captain Lionheart was involved in. Possibly smuggling arms to insurgents for dubious intelligence. But the man had been lying since he had come aboard Ian's starbase. Regulations were clear on this matter. As a starbase commander, even as one as small and as farflung as Starbase Tycho, Ian reported to the Admiralty itself. The Admiralty reported to the Minister of Defense, and the Prime Minister of the Terran Republic. No where in that chain of command was a spook, particularly one who seemed to be operating "off the reservation," as Captain Lionheart was.

It would take a direct order from no less than the Chief of Naval Operations or the Vice-Chief of Naval Operations to remove Ian from command. Ian knew both men had even a lower opinion then he did of the Spooks trying to use the Fleet for their own twisted purposes.

A hell of a place for an engineer and a scientist to find himself, Ian thought to himself. Ian flipped on his communicator.

"Do your duty, Lt. Eiselmann. Preserve any evidence that you safely can. Cargill Out."

Ian called up to the "radio shack", as the communication center of all ships and starbases were traditionally called. A young petty officer answered. "Petty officer, prepare the Zimmermann code."

"Sir?" The Petty Officer's voice sounded like it was on the verge of cracking. The Zimmermann code was a top-priority code, a complex cryptology developed by some of the top cybernetics and programming experts in the Fleet. It was used only to encode messages that dealt with the highest matters, messages that dealt with matters vital to the Republic itself.

"You heard me, Petty Officer. Prep the Zimmermann code. I'll be there shortly."

Once Ian arrived at the shack, the computer checked certain vital signs to assure that it was, indeed, Commander Cargill. That done, Ian ran the petty officer out of the "shack."

(OOC: I know it takes a week to travel a light year, but I haven't seen a time on communications. I'm going to work on the theory that a message sent can cross a light year in an hour).

The nearest Republican Fleet Depot was twenty light years away. It was, in fact, the closest thing to Starbase Tycho. Ian had served with the head of the Depot, Commodore John Wiltshire, as Wiltshire's Chief Engineer on the Egalitaire.

"To: Commodore John Wiltshire
From: Commander Ian Cargill
Level: Eyes Only

Commodore, we have a problem on Starbase Tycho. I have in my custody a man I believe to be working for some part of the Intelligence Ministry that no longer feels it needs to comply with Republican Policy. In other words, an agent operating on his own, and wanting to use the Fleet as his condom as he fucks around out here." Ian relayed all the information he had so far, before sending the message out.

 

[Eiselmann]

John almost laughed at the alert ...Federal Marshalls were weeks away and even then they had limited authority on a military base and even if this base could be argued as cilivian they still had no authority over military personnel.

Bring them on John thought they would only end up arresting Lionheart it really was a strange play for the Captain to make for someone with secrets he sure was making a lot of noise.

The explosion didn't happen which meant the casings were holding...John returned the ship to the station the CEM's still in place

Upon landing the ship was placed in protective Sercurity perimeter no one could get within 10 feet of the ship without all hell breaking loose.....only three people had the clearence to bypass these protective measures.

Then the third layer of the code was broken the hydra having messed around with his programme for a while but not hiding the message completely....

 

[talisman76]

Commander Ian Cargill

Ian sighed as he punched the button that sent the coded message. It would take twenty hours to reach the Commodore, and another twenty weeks for the Commodore to be able to send anyone out here. Unless, of course, there was a patrol that was closer.

What the bloody hell was that Lionheart up to, anyway? And what the bloody hell was he doing involving my Starbase in one of his black operations?

Ian made his way back to the bridge, stewing. He was starting to reconsider Lt. Eiselmann's request for more manpower and firepower. Not because of hypothetical aliens or very real (but very distant) insurgents. No, Ian needed that extra manpower to protect his people for the shenanigans of the Spooks. It's a hell of a thing when you have to protect your command from people who are HYPOTHETICALLY on your own side.

Ian wanted to head to his ready room, but he remembered he left Lance Corporal Janas and Petty Officer 2nd Class Fredrick there. He made his way to the bridge instead. He got a startled look from the crewmen working there. Ian gave them a wave of his hand and a "As you were" as he headed to an empty workstation.

Ian took a look at the duty roster, then temporarily assigned seven of his tech personnel to Lt. Eiselmann. It wasn't much, but just in case some threat popped up with this rogue agent Lionheart, Eiselmann would have a couple of extra guns on hand.

Ian headed back to his own quarters, now resigned to wait and see what developed.

 

[JackMoz]

Ti-Awl-Ska

The Human Female (Sonja, Ti-Awl-Ska reminded himself; her name was Sonja) was not adapt at touch/telepathic communications yet, so Ti-Awl-Ska was getting a lot of background noise. Part of that background noise was that Sonja had enjoyed Ti-Awl-Ska method of communications establishment. And she was hoping that Ti-Awl-Ska would continue exploring her body.
Ti-Awl-Ska knew it was a bit unprofessional. He was here to establish communications with the Humans in the name of the Galactic Federation. But he wasn't just a diplomat. He was an artist. It was one of the reasons he had been sent. And Ti-Awl-Ska found the idea of removing all of Sonja's clothing and causing her more pleasure very intriguing. Even though she was an alien, there was something very enticing about her symmetric form.
Ti-Awl-Ska began removing the protective gear from Sonja's feet. He projected to Sonja, "Shall I continue?"

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

First Contact

IN THE BRIG

The trance had brought back the dream again. Rex slowly slid down the wall till he was sitting on the floor.Asleep.
The chanting had stopped as he fell deeper into sleep. Now it ended with the flash of color. In his mind he caught the smell of the smoke, it was out side but he could see it clearly, he was flying though it now. OH MY GOD all those people he could see the bodies now, small, some twisted at sickening angles.
Blast mark cover so many walls, now he could see, so much more now, they were scattered in clusters, some blown apart, limbs, the bodies gored and starting to bloat. He wanted to to land, but could not, more and more and still more. He banked to come around and he saw it, the focus, he blinked. He wanted to cry, WELCOME TO MORGANVILLE all those people, he had been late, three days, Rex stared at the sign, Morganville......Morganville .....Suddenly he stood up and yelled.MORGANVILLE.... as he started to wake....never again...I had sworn...never again....he was alone..in his cell ...again....once more in to the breack good men back in to the breach....he slid back to the floor, I hate that dream....too bad it was all true...three days late...If I had gotten there....maybe.....it was way to late for that...and now this....once more into.........

 

[Eiselmann]

John walked to the security station at the brig "Has he said anything?" the question aimed at Henare a sturdy man who had spent 5 years in the famous Kiwi Brigade out of the Oceanic Military Command, the Kiwi Brigade weren't special forces as such but they had a reputation of holding the line when no other force would or could, a reputation built over 300 years of combat.

"He was slient until a few minutes ago..shouted out Morganville , sir." the Maori paused " Like he was having some sort of nightmare"

"A nightmare ?"

"Yes sir " Eiselmann looked at the security camera , the captain was calm now ...John brought up another screen and saw.....yeah a nightmare .

John moved away from the security station and returned to his command console at the bridge ,to the news that several more personnel had been assigned to him on a temporary basis and that the fourth layer of the encryption had been broken.

Morganville.....it had held the attention of the Terran Federation Media for almost 2 days, before news of the Alcesrian Rebellion being crushed bumped the massace of Morganville off the boardcasts.

John had not been anywhere near either event but it was the massacre he remembered more clearly...so why was the Captain having a nightmare about it?...had he been part of it?....found it? or lost someone to it?.....that was the problem with the Captain more questions than answers.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

First Contact

Rex slid back into the land of sleep. He sat on the floor back against the wall. It was different this time he was flying...always flying endless hours jumping one light system to the next.*CRUNCH*
What was that? Them he saw them, far out and closing *Bam* ...*BAM* they were getting closer. Rex looked to target one of the enemy, whoever they were. *BMMM* They just missed. Range Max. EFFECT. Fire! Four bursts flashed out of the nose of the ship. Two high speed rockets had fired off their rails. Rex started dumping chaff and brightlight flares. Heat and mass, great....go for it. Rex hit the emergency thrusters. He changed direction and pointed his ship "UP" I got to get off this plain change the .....his weapons burst on the enemy. Two exploded out right. The third was hit, but still alive and leaving at a fast rate. Oh,no....something is wrong. Power dropping, check the charts....my charts..computer...nearest StarBases. The computer flashed a chart then flashed the Starbase...Star base Eagle...never been there....Emergency ....Need assistance engine failure.... he waited.. and flew on toward the Starbase. StarBase Eagle ...I have an Emergency engine failure, need assistance, battle damage, he flew on.....Starbase Eagle..I need assistance...battle damage....request docking and machanial assistance...repeat battle damage.....engine failure...need assistance.
*TWEEP* This is Eagle approach control, Are you American? do you have papers proving your an American?
What....Eagle I have an Emergency...I need assistance I was ambushed, have engine damage and expected failure....
*TWEEP* I will ask one more time then we will fire on you....Are you American? Do you have papers proving your American?
Rex did not beleive what he was hearing....American seven light years from any where......YES I"M An American....My Father is American....
*TWEEP* What state.....IN America?
What....state.... oh my god....where...oh yeh...New Jersey..
*TWEEP*Free or slave ...
FREE...
*TWEEP*Please hold...
PLease hold........are you...what...
*TWEEP*Docking bay 6...have papers ready!
Engine power at 6% come on...
Rex slid the ship into the docking day, suddenly the ship shuttered the docking clamps took over the ship. The door open without Rex even moving. Three men moved into the ship. "PAPERS"
Rex still sitting in his seat opened an over head pouch and handed over the the papers.
A very tall one looked at the papers.....your not an American....your a MOONIE......A half breed MOOONIE, you lied, you are not pure..Take him to the basement....put him on a wall...lock him up ....we will show you ....Moonie.....how we Americans treat our unwelcome guests....

 

[talisman76]

Commander Ian Cargill

Ian watched in pity and horror at the live relay of Captain Rex Lionheart in his cell. He kept on moaning about Moonies and America. The United States of America had not existed as a political entity for more than three-quarters of a century. The assimilation of Earth's countries and her scattered colonies into a single entity, the Terran Republic, had not been easy. The United Nations that had existed into the early twenty-first century had collapsed. There had been wars, terrorist attacks, waves of genocide. Even now, in 2197, it was hard to look on the twenty-first century without recoiling with horror. It was only with the emergence in 2095 of the Atlantic Republic (consisting of Canada, Mexico, Brazil, South Africa, a few members of the failing European Union, and parts of the fragmenting United States) that the first steps of order began asserting itself on Earth and her scattered colonies. The Atlantic Republic eventually became the Terran Republic, but it was not an easy process. The words coming out of Captain Lionheart's mouth would have made sense coming from a man who was living in the early days of the twenty-second century. But not in the last days of it. Rex Lionheart could simply not be that old.

Ian turned on a communicator. "Dr. Halloway, report to the bridge, please."

Maybe Lionheart was putting on some kind of an act. Or maybe he was an intelligence agent who had gone 'round the bend. Either way, he was a threat to the legitimately elected government of the Republic, and would be treated accordingly.

 

[Wyld52771]

Ren Halloway was sitting at his desk in the infirmary, writing out a requisition form for medical supplies, when his communicator came to life.

"Dr. Halloway, report to the bridge, please," the Commander's voice requested.

He pressed his communicator in return, and replied, "Yes, sir...on my way."

He set his pen down, wondering what the problem could be. With a shrug, he got up from his desk, and headed to the bridge.

 

[GypsyGirl84]

Sonja (on the Shuttlecraft)

Sonja watched with excitement and a little bit of anxiousness as Ti-Awl-Ska removed her boots and then her socks.
Just be---you're my first she thought to him. Sonja knew that Ti-Awl-Ska would understand what she meant.
Sonja started breathing heavily as Ti-Awl-Ska removed the rest of her uniform, and then her white panties, leaving her trimmed pubic hair exposed to another's sight for the first time in her life.

 

[JackMoz]

Ti-Awl-Ska

Ti-Awl-Ska formed his body so that he cradled Sonja's body. With the tip of a single tentacle, he stroked the soft strip of hair between her legs. Another tentacle gently stroked Sonja's cheek, while two more returned to knead her breasts.

 

[talisman76]

Commander Ian Cargill

Ian nodded as the Doctor presented himself. "Doctor Halloway, I'm sure you remember Captain Lionheart from our dinner party a few hours ago?" Ian gestured toward a closed circuit monitor showing a very different Lionheart. This Lionheart had been stripped and was currently in the middle of a nightmare.

"It was discovered that Captain Lionheart, either alone or in concert with certain rogue elements in the Intelligence Ministry, has been conducting some type of black ops. No doubt our Captain Lionheart believes that he is acting in the best interest of the Republic. I need not remind you the many types of hell that the Republic has found itself facing after having traveled down the roads paved with the good intentions of the Ministry of Intelligence."

Ian turned to Dr. Halloway. "What I need from you, Doctor, is for you to provide assistance to Lt. Eiselmann with the prisoner. I need to know if these dreams that Lionheart is having are contrived, or if the man really does think that he was subjecated to these tortures from a country that has not existed for almost a century."

"If it is the latter, then we have a more serious problem than a rogue intellegence operative. We will have a mentally deranged individual who has access to potentially destructive information and equipment."

 

[Wyld52771]

"Yes sir," Ren said, "but I'd like to point out a third possibility, if I may."

Commander Cargill nodded, and he continued, "It is true, that in some cases that space dementia could cause these kinds of strange dreams, especially when dealing with long time space travellers...but in rare and unsubstantiated cases, there HAVE been others who have made the same claims, who did not appear to have any mental disorder."

He paused, looking at the Commander and asked, "Are you familliar with the story of the Starship Aurora?"

The Commander shook his head curtly in negation, and Holloway nodded, "I'm not surprised...the only reason I know about it myself is because it was in an obscure medical journal I once read dealing with rare syptoms of space travel. Once I came across it, I did a bit of research."

"The Starship Aurora was a Class 4 Freighter vessel that had disappeared about 65 years ago. The last contact with them had been a distress call, in which they had mentioned some sort of ionic interferance that was causing their life support systems to shut down. Help was sent to their last known coordinates, but they weren't there. The sweep of the sector was ordered, but nothing was found. No ship, no debris...nothing."

The Commander looked at him expectantly, and he continued. "About 20 years ago, in a main trade lane in the Xera Cluster, a distress call was detected...the Starship Aurora resurfaced. Ships were sent, and when the Aurora was boarded, they were in for a huge shock. The crew hadn't aged."

"After examination, it was discovered the crew had a high amout of iron was discovered in their bloodstream, as well as a state that almost seemed to resemble the bends, which of course is a state normally found by deep sea divers returning to the surface too quickly. Every crew member had no memory of the 45 years they had lost. Aside from the symptoms I just mentioned, the crew was fine. As far as the ship...well, most of their electrical systems were overloaded. They were lucky they were able to re-route their power to keep their life support and communications open."

"Some suggest the theory of a wormhole of some sort..."

"This was one of the most famous cases of this phenomenon occuring, but there have been dozens of other cases where this claim had been made. Most were dismissed as being crackpots. Some of those, however, had the same symptoms as those on the Aurora."

Holloway looked at the Commander questionly, and said, "With your permission, I'd like to request that I be allowed to examine Captain Lionheart, that is, if he's willing to allow it, of course."

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

First Contact

Rex was on the floor when the doctor came in.
"Well I'm a little surpised to see you Doc, you didn't seem like the type."
The doctor was still near the door. "What type is that?" he asked calmly.
Rex slid back so to put his back against the wall and sit up to look at the doc in front of him. Rex ignored his answer.
"Normally, as if this was normal, they send in a couple security guys first, you know to make me understand."
"Understand what?" the doc asks looking a little uncomfortable. Again Rex ignores the question.
"I told the good Leiutenant that Triorizene doesn't work on me!"

 

[Wyld52771]

"Captain Lionheart...there is no need for security officers here at the moment. I just wish to speak with you." Ren motioned towards one of the chairs in the room, and with a questioning look, asked, "May I?"

Lionheart warily nodded, and Ren took a seat. "I'll be completely honest with you, Captain Lionheart, The reason I am here, is because you have been being monitored via closed circuit camera. While you were sleeping you were having some disturbing nightmares and were talking in your sleep. The things you were saying didn't make alot of sense, and were deemed unusual enough, that the Commander asked that I assist Lt. Eiselmann in assessing your mental state. I am to determine if you are suffering from clinical symptoms of space dementia or if something else is causing these nightmares. I am a medical doctor, but I am also well versed in mental ailments as well, also serving as a Starbase's psychiatrist, as well as the head medical officer. Before asking your permission to give you a physical examination, I wanted to talk to you and analyze your mental state."

Ren leaned forward, careful not to get too close to the prisoner, and said, "While you were dreaming, you spoke of Morganville...the Morganville Massacre, in particular. It happened almost a century ago...yet, in your nightmares, you were speaking as if you were there. Almost as if you were having memories of something that happened in your past."

He looked Captain Lionheart in the eye streadily and asked, "Care to explain how that could be?"

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

First Contact

Rex was still sitting against the wall listening to the doc. Rex just realized why the doctor was here. Morganville...that, ok I can, well can I talk about it. Rex was not sure if he could talk about Morganville. It was a subject that cut both ways. Sure he could talk to the doc about Morganville,the old history, but the news had been cut short because how it had happened that was still classified, and out of bounds. He decided to tell the Doc what he could say, and leave out what was classified. "Get comfortable Doc, cause this is a long and complicated story. To start with you are right and wrong at the same time. Yes, the Morganville disaster was or should I say disasters were a while ago. What most of the populace doesn't know was that there have been three seperate Morganville disasters. The first was a mining disaster that killed 42 miners and released a cloud of poisinous gas into the air around Morganville that was 150 years ago. The second was different all together and was secret till just 20 years ago and that was a Biogenix test on the citizens and 100 prisoner in the very same Morganville that was some 55 years ago. I'm 28 doc, so there is no way I could of been there, as far as I know, unless you live in a farie tale world, or really beleive the SCIFI writers, we can not travel in time, and I heard you say 'wormhole' that I can not talk about. And if you add the two together and you talk about it, you will be in a brig, oh not here, but at a far more, how can I say this, interesting place. And yes Doc, there was a third Morganville disaster. I know for a fact Doc, I was there. And it was not 150 or 55 years ago......I left there just before coming here, I swore it would not happen again, that's why I'm here doc, to save your life, the Lieutenant's, even the Commander's. There is a gatekeeper coming here, he is a traitor to the Republic and a mass murder and........I have to kill him. To tell you the truth Doc I've told you more then I should of, but everyone here sees me as a bad guy. If you had seen the horrors I have seen, you would hang your heads in shame, in shame Doc,for some still beleive that I am the bad guy in all of this.

 

[schmoe_128]

Sam

Sam could tell it had been a while since he had drank any alcohol. The Don Lyon was going straight to his head. He stood up to walk around a little, wondering if he should leave before he did something stupid.

OOC:
I would like to seek permision to find a new Alexa. We see to have lost one of only two women characters in the thread.

 

[Britwitch]

OOC: I could try my hand at taking on a female role if you like...? Or creating a new one...up to you guys...
Off to work now but will work on something when I get back if you want...

 

[schmoe_128]

Sam

OOC: I could try my hand at taking on a female role if you like...? Or creating a new one...up to you guys...
Off to work now but will work on something when I get back if you want...

OOC:
As far as I'm concerrned, you could take over Cprl Janas if you'd like, our player seems to have disappeared. Or you can form a new character if you wish, we need A LOT more women in here.

---sorry, our Alexa returned, but I say please do join in the fun. The more the merrier ---

 

[Daniela22]

Alexa Janas

OOC: Sorry for my absence, I'm very busy at the moment. I read all the new development with great interest. You all are really doing a very good job here.

IC:

From Sam's behaviour Alexa could tell that he was a little bit nervous and excited at the same time. She had been quietly sipping her drink for some time now struggling with herself about what to do next. Now she had come to a conclusion.

"Well, you know, Sam..." she said. "I usually am not this fast with such things but you know... " She stood up and walked up to him. "I really do like you and maybe we could celebrate my promotion in a more ... intimate way?"

She took the glass out of his hand and placed it on the table, then turned back to Sam who seemed to be a bit speechless about her sudden activity. Alexa looked into his eyes, then stared to the floor and bit her lip. "Would you mind .... if I ... kissed you?" she asked shyly.

 

[schmoe_128]

... "Would you mind .... if I ... kissed you?" she asked shyly.

Sam replied by leaning in and kissing Alexa before she could change her mind. His hand wrapped around her slender waist and drifted down to the top of her firm ass.

He broke the kiss "I would like to celebrate your promotion a little more intimately too. Shall we go back to the sofa?" He took her by the hand and led her there, sat down and pulled her down onto his lap.

OOC: welcome back Alexa - Sam has missed you greatly.

 

[Wyld52771]

OOC:

I have bad news, folks. Due to some financial problems, I'm probably going to be losing my internet for awhile. I thought I'd be able to scrape up the cash to stay, but unfortunately, that won't be possible now. I'll be gone for two weeks at the very least, but could possibly be gone for as long as 2 months. Wife had a baby recently, and we're trying to get by on just my income, since she's on an unpaid maternity leave. I apologize for the inconvienience...I was enjoying this thread, and would have stayed had it been possible. Please feel free to either use the good doctor as an NPC if you so choose, and I'll join back in when I get back...or kill him off somehow if you don't want to be bothered with an NPC. Again, I'm sorry about this...I wouldn't have joined in if I hadn't thought I could have avoided losing my internet. Anyway, just thought I best let you know, because I didn't want to hold up the story.


~Wyld

 

[schmoe_128]

OOC:
Thanks for the heads up Wyld

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

First Contact

Rex waited for the commander to hear the Doctor's report.

 

[Daniela22]

He took her by the hand and led her there, sat down and pulled her down onto his lap.

Alexa was glad that Sam tool the initiative and helped her to overcome her shyness and worries this way. She followed him to the sofa and sat down on his lap, again kissing him deeply. In the few hours that they knew each other now she had sensed a deep connection building up and although she wasn't the type for one night stands she knew that Sam wouldn't treat this in a way she wouldn't be happy with.

Her tongue explored his mouth and she felt his big hands glide over her back and down to her ass. She liked his touch. After long months in her own company she was lusting for some relief. She straddled him and removed her white top with a quick movement. She looked him in the eyes "I hope you like what you see..."