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Posted on Sun Nov 10th, 2019 @ 10:38am by Lieutenant Commander Leopold Connolly & Lieutenant Commander Kaya Innis & Lieutenant Treyla Solwick & Lieutenant Izaro Solwick

Mission: Aut Vincere Aut Mori
Location: USS Coulson
Timeline: Five Hours After 'Crash Sailed'

ON:

Leo sat in the Command Chair of the bridge, reading system and course readouts on the screen between his and the XOs chair, which was currently unoccupied as Lieutenant Cabot was at the Helm as they raced through the stars with their Quantum Slipstream Drive at maximum. The Lieutenants Solwick had demonstrated extreme dedication in readying their respective departments and he made a mental note to have them put in for commendations at the end of this mess.

Standing up, Leo looked around the bridge. "All stations, status report." Leo ordered.

"Captain long-range sensors are detecting possible gravitation wave shifts. Approaching our flight path. The sensors have classified this as a possible threat." Trey said, reading back the message that was coming across her screens. From a tactical perspective, the ship was good to go.

“Systems are running at one hundred percent,” Izaro called out. “But I concur with Lieutenant Solwick and advise we detour if possible.”

The wave was continuing its approach towards the ship. And Trey was eager to hear what Commander Connolly wanted to do. She assumed, he would adjust course to avoid the shockwave. But he could surprise her, and have them ride it out.

Leo nodded. "Red Alert. Mister Solwick, divert available power to aft shields and Structural Integrity Fields and sound the collision alert. Helmsman- turn us into the wave curve of the wave."

The helmsman bit back a questioning response and carried out the order- despite how crazy it was. The ship turned upward as the ship made a sharp turn to starboard. As the wave struck them and he felt the deck begin to rumble, Leo gripped the armrests as tight as he could to keep from flying headfirst into the viewscreen. As the rumbling subsided, Leo relaxed slightly and checked the ship status readouts- everything was holding at this point.

The wave impact was minimal, the klaxons still continued to go off. "Sir, I am detecting Borg signatures on long-range sensors." Trey called out. She knew the Borg were in this area, but she did not expect to run into them, on day one. Her heartbeat was a little accelerated. She remembered her training and managed to keep herself composed. Well at least physically to the crew, she knew there was no fooling Izaro, on how she was feeling.

Leo stood from his chair and looked over to Treyla- "Did you say Borg, Lieutenant? he asked, his eyebrow raised. There were a few outcomes that came with dealing with the Borg and very few of them included a crew making it out alive.

"Confirmed sir, but the signal is weak, could be wreckage, or a damaged vessel or colony. Hard to tell at this distance." Trey told him, as she continued to run her scans. she wondered, what was going in that system? If she had to guess, the Borg were damaged and repairing their ship.

Izaro heard the word Borg and his eyes widened. This was their first voyage and they had literally thrown the ship together to head out. He wondered what the Commander would decide to do. They would know soon enough.

"Full stop, both engines. Mister Solwick, increase power to shields, weapons, sensors, and engines. Miss Solwick, initiate a random modulation to keep those bastards from adapting and spin up a full spread of quantum torpedoes- maximum yield." Leo ordered before turning to his bridge crew. "What else do we see, Ops?"

"Aye Sir." Trey said, as she started to rotate the shied harmonics. At the moment Trey was just focusing on her training. She did not want to screw things up. She wanted to live to see her child grow up.

Izaro followed his orders immediately. “Engines are at full stop and power has been increased as ordered, Sir.” He was nervous about dealing with the Borg.

The crew was now looking at him with looks of nervousness, fear, and downright disgust as they awaited his decision.

The ship started to make its approach. The Borg power signatures were still very low. She started to use the primary sensor, still not detecting any weapons signature from the Borg ship. "The ship is inert, not detecting any Borg drone signatures," Trey said to Leo. The sensors indicated a small Borg Sphere. "Sensors indicating its a small Borg Sphere, mostly intact," Trey said, wondering where the Borg were.

“I don’t detect them anywhere either,” Izaro frowned. “It could be a trap.”

"Very well, bring us down to Yellow Alert." Tapping his commbadge, Leo spoke up. "All Senior Staff to the Conference Room, at the rush!"

Kaya Innis heard the call and nodded for the nurse to finish cataloging the kits that she'd been putting together. "Don't forget to put that list on my desk-" she called back over her shoulder as she headed out the doorway and into the hall. She hurried to the conference room, curious as to what was going on.

Trey secured her station, and followed Leo to the conference room. She had a feeling, that they were going over to the sphere, to investigate what happened to the drones. This could be a trap. Trey knew it as well. But they needed answers. She walked in, silently behind Leo and took a seat.

Izaro made certain systems were fine and followed the other in and sat next to Trey. He waited to hear what was coming next. This wasn’t an easy decision to make, it was the Borg after all.

Walking into the Conference Room, Leo sat at the head of the table and watched as his Senior Staff filed in and took their seats. "Good Afternoon. As many of you know, we've been crash sailed to investigate a distress call from the USS Hammersley, which went missing in this area two years ago and was declared lost with all hands. Additionally, we've just detected a Borg sphere but it hasn't hailed us with their standard threat and appears to potentially be damaged. As of now, I've stood down Red Alert and we're currently at Alert Condition Yellow with shields up. The most important thing now is options- I don't care how drastic. I want to organize two Away Teams- one to search and potentially destroy that cube and another to locate and secure the Hammersley. We'll need to deploy some high-frequency sensor buoys to search for a signal from the Hammersley. Now, even though I'm commanding this little cruise, we're too short-staffed for me to just stand around supervising, so if you need help, just point me to what you need." Leo said, motioning for his officers to speak.

"If this is the Borg of old, and assuming they are on a ship and somehow deflected our sensors. They should not attack until they perceive us as a threat. If we take a small team, we should be safe." Trey pointed out to Leo. She was trying to recall all she learned about the Borg, from memory. She was not fond of taking a small team, but she was not fond of assimilation either.

“Destroying the cube would draw them out,” Izaro added. “Until we find the Hammersley, I believe Lieutenant Solwick is correct. Let’s be as quiet as possible and not bring any attention to us.”

Leo nodded. "I agree. As an added precaution, I'm authorizing TR-116's for replication and use for all Security and Away Team personnel. I think the Borg a little trouble adapting to a monotanium slug to the skull. Also, what are we looking at in terms of the radiation's effects on us and potentially the Borg?" he said offhandedly. Turning to the Chief Medical Officer, he motioned for her to speak.

"We can medicate against certain levels of radiation. After that, there's not much we can do aside from staying away from it. I'd suggest that we each wear dosimeters so we know when we're in over our heads and need to fall back," Kaya suggested.

Leo nodded. "Very well. Replicate them and order them distributed to all departments. As soon as they start turning black, I want to get the hell out of here. We'll also need to modulate the shields to compensate."

Trey did not like the idea of killing drones. She would prefer to find a more peaceful way of dealing with them. Trey knew how dangerous the collective could be. She knew the headshot, would be a mercy killing for the Borg drones. Most of them were being forced against their will to participate with the Borg's main goal of assimilation.

Looking to the rest of the senior staff, Leo spoke again. "Let's organize an Away Team to search for and board the Hammersley. We'll take Runabout One to search for the Hammersley. I'll lead this one. Lieutenant Cabot, you're in charge here. Lieutenants Solwick, you're with me. Commander Innis, you're welcome to join us but I need you to make sure Sickbay is prepared for any additional casualties."

Izaro was glad to be assigned to go with them. He didn’t want to mess with the Borg but they needed to find the missing ship and he wanted to help do so. Also, regardless of keeping their personal lives separate he wanted to be there if Trey was going.

Trey prepared herself mentally for what, was about to transpire next. She had no idea, what to expect. And with the Borg lurking around. Things could get interesting. She started to think, maybe her mother should have left her alone, if she did, she would not be in the Delta Quadrant dealing with the Borg on her first mission. She knew she needed to be prepared to contend with the Borg, when the time came.


Leo stood. "If that's all, let's get to it. We're skids up in two hours."

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