[USS Juno] Setting the pieces

Posted on Thu Aug 9th, 2018 @ 1:34am by Captain Harrold Anderson & Lieutenant Avril Taylor & Captain Xalanth & Orson De

812 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: [USS Shanghai] S1, E5: Countdown
Location: Bridge
Timeline: 06/01/2394, 0800 Hours

The USS Juno just passed through the wormhole that lead to the Gamma Quadrant. Harry was sitting at the command chair, "Since we have no leads on the admiral, set a course of sector five. We still have to make contact with the Crescent. Mister De, will you take us to one of the outlining colonies on your border." Asked Harry as he looked to Orson. This was the moment of truth, would he betray his people's belief, and bring in an outsider? Harry was hoping for an encounter with someone from the Crescent military.

"'ll be happy to help in anyway I can Captain Har...Anderson." he replied.

Harry looked over to Orson, can you point us in the direction of a military installation or a communications station. We want to make contact with the Crescent." Called out Harry, as he waited to see if Orson was going to assist him. Or try to avoid helping him. Betraying your people was a hard thing to do.

"Id be glad to. I think I remember one I passed when I came towards you." the young man said. "Anything you want to know."

"All I need is a course to plot." Said Avril, who was a little suspicious of Orson. She did not fully trust the young child. A young child, of the enemy. Apparently he was an important defector. Avril and the crew of the USS Juno, had no way of confirming his claim, that he was that important.

"My memory may be a little fuzzy but I remember passing a small post on a bluish green planet. But maps arent really my thing. However I do repember saiing something ilke "10002 mark 200" he replied. "That sounds right."

"Lieutenant Taylor, upload those coordinates." Ordered Harry, as he looked to Orson. "Have a seat Mister De, your going to be on the bridge for a bit." He said, as he pointed to the chair, that typically T'San sits when she is on the bridge of the USS Juno.

"Course plotted Captain." Simply said Avril, as she wondered if they were being led into a trap.

"Very well, engage." Said Harry, but as soon as he did, he heard the tactical station beeping. Harry looked over to Xalanth. Harry wondered what the tactical sensors were telling his dragonian security officer.

"What is it Xalanth?" Asked Harry. He wanted to get on with the mission. Not be on the station kissing up to the brass. He was eager to get back out in deep space.

Xalanth was busy typing as the message came through. " Sir we have a distress call coming in from a transport. Sir it's from Tera's ship."

Harry looked over to Xalanth, "Can you track their course?" Asked Harry. He hoped it was some minor emergency. He became instantly concerned for the safety of Kerja.

" Yes, I have the ship's coordinates. Sending it to the helm. " The dragonian responded as he worked feverishly.

"Miss Taylor, plot the course. Mister Xalanth attempt to the hail the transport." Called out Harry, as he got out of his chair and walked over to the helmsman station.

The dragonian nodded as his fingers flew across the console. Despite his efforts, he shook his head as he looked at the captain. " Sorry, sir I can't establish a link. Their transmitter may be damaged so it can only broadcast and not receive.

"Course plotted captain." Simply said Avril, trying to keep her feelings positive. She did not want to think about the transport being attacked.

"Red Alert, eta Miss Taylor to the Transport?" Asked Harry who was starting to panic a little.

"One hour at warp 9, Captain." Called out Avril.

"Make it so Miss Taylor." Said Harry, who was seriously debating about activating the QSD. But the distance was to short. He had to go the old fashion way.

"Commander Bers, prepare an away team. I want to know what is happening on the transport." Ordered Harry as he looked over to Bervag.

"Yes. Of course, Captain." Bers said, shooting up from his seat. He went over to the turbolift, mumbling to himself. "Theyll be wounded, so medical. Might be damage.." he trailed off.

Harry watched as Bervag get up and prepare to head to the turbolift. They still had an hour before the Juno reached the transport. He looked to Xalanth at the moment. "Mister Xalanth, did our tactical sensors indicate any ships near the freighter, prior to the distress call?" Asked Harry.

The lizard observed the readings. " Another freighter was in the area captain. I can't see it on the scanners now." He said calmly.

"Last known coordinates of the Freighter?" Asked Harry? Trying to strategize his next move.

"It's last known course would be taking it to the wormhole. " Xalanth responded calmly a nasty gut feeling forming in his stomach.

 

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