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 “I hope so.”  Leon tried to take comfort in John’s words, but as the turbolift doors opened onto the bridge, the added alert status had gripped the command center, and left the room buzzing with activity.  The doctor could feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach as Carter and Harris led the way to the observation lounge. “I hope so.”  Leon tried to take comfort in John’s words, but as the turbolift doors opened onto the bridge, the added alert status had gripped the command center, and left the room buzzing with activity.  The doctor could feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach as Carter and Harris led the way to the observation lounge.
  
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 As Forrest moved through the Republic's corridor he watched crewmembers heading to stations and even a few of them looked confused. A Starship at Yellow Alert while in station could mean only a few things. Starbase 23 was facing a threat and had gone to red alert, a `Fleet Alert had been issued, or someone wanted the Republic ready ten minutes ago. Knowing the history of the Republic, Forrest felt it safe to bet on all three. As Forrest moved through the Republic's corridor he watched crewmembers heading to stations and even a few of them looked confused. A Starship at Yellow Alert while in station could mean only a few things. Starbase 23 was facing a threat and had gone to red alert, a `Fleet Alert had been issued, or someone wanted the Republic ready ten minutes ago. Knowing the history of the Republic, Forrest felt it safe to bet on all three.
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 Without another word, Leon made a direct line to his office, not taking notice of the scrutinizing stare that Doctor Yezbeck gave him.  As the CMO exited the room, Saal looked around at the dispersing gaggle of officers and then proceeded to follow him. Without another word, Leon made a direct line to his office, not taking notice of the scrutinizing stare that Doctor Yezbeck gave him.  As the CMO exited the room, Saal looked around at the dispersing gaggle of officers and then proceeded to follow him.
  
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 “Maruevian Tea,” Leon said to the wall-mounted replicator next to his desk.  “Hot.”  As the drinking vessel whispered into the receiving chamber, the doctor wrapped his hands around the mug and raised it to his lips.  Taking a quiet sip, Leon took a moment to relish the spicy liquid before allowing it to slip down his throat.  Unfortunately, as they often do, this quiet moment was short lived as a soft knocking came from the door.  Doctor Yezbeck stood in the doorway as Leon acknowledged him. “Maruevian Tea,” Leon said to the wall-mounted replicator next to his desk.  “Hot.”  As the drinking vessel whispered into the receiving chamber, the doctor wrapped his hands around the mug and raised it to his lips.  Taking a quiet sip, Leon took a moment to relish the spicy liquid before allowing it to slip down his throat.  Unfortunately, as they often do, this quiet moment was short lived as a soft knocking came from the door.  Doctor Yezbeck stood in the doorway as Leon acknowledged him.
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 Marshall walked in and sat in the chair by the coffee table.  He shut his eyes and thought back to an earlier time. Marshall walked in and sat in the chair by the coffee table.  He shut his eyes and thought back to an earlier time.
  
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 Cadet James R. Marshall walked into the holodeck they were using for training.  It was the dreaded Duck Blind scenario.  He was relieved that Cadet Tylyn Malcome would be in command, and not him.  He had drawn the post of Security/Tactical.  The simulation started, and Marshall headed to his station. Cadet James R. Marshall walked into the holodeck they were using for training.  It was the dreaded Duck Blind scenario.  He was relieved that Cadet Tylyn Malcome would be in command, and not him.  He had drawn the post of Security/Tactical.  The simulation started, and Marshall headed to his station.
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 "It's more than that to me," said Tylyn.  She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.  He vowed that he would never forget her eyes with her brown hair cut short covering her ears.  She had an incredible face. "It's more than that to me," said Tylyn.  She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.  He vowed that he would never forget her eyes with her brown hair cut short covering her ears.  She had an incredible face.
  
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 Marshall drifted back into reality.  He hadn't thought about Tylyn in a while. Marshall drifted back into reality.  He hadn't thought about Tylyn in a while.
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 When A'nathon reached the location he placed the three packs on the ground and disguised their sensor signature as best he could. There was no way the packs could be missed if anyone walked within thirty meters of them. He was due back at Operations in five hours. Plenty of time at a quick jog, he just prayed no one gave him any funny looks or even made a noise, until he cooled down. When A'nathon reached the location he placed the three packs on the ground and disguised their sensor signature as best he could. There was no way the packs could be missed if anyone walked within thirty meters of them. He was due back at Operations in five hours. Plenty of time at a quick jog, he just prayed no one gave him any funny looks or even made a noise, until he cooled down.
  
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 In the fog of war, mysteries abound.  With his escape plan in progress, Arthur took no time to navigate the streets of the Cornucopia suburbs.  He knew them well, and at the edge of the blast radius, radiation levels were low enough to risk removal of his silvery protective suit.  After a short burst from his phasor carbine, he vaporized the discarded garment and offered a moment of silence where he stole one last glimpse from the field of ash where a beautiful housing block once stood.  Without so much as a tear for his destroyed home, the gruff old man turned away and continued his trek.  In the fog of war, mysteries abound.  With his escape plan in progress, Arthur took no time to navigate the streets of the Cornucopia suburbs.  He knew them well, and at the edge of the blast radius, radiation levels were low enough to risk removal of his silvery protective suit.  After a short burst from his phasor carbine, he vaporized the discarded garment and offered a moment of silence where he stole one last glimpse from the field of ash where a beautiful housing block once stood.  Without so much as a tear for his destroyed home, the gruff old man turned away and continued his trek. 
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 G'Meth also noted with an approving smile that his First Sword also carried a small glass vile at his waist, containing a viscous green liquid. `Good', G'Meth thought, `he remembers the way of the Serpent.' G'Meth also noted with an approving smile that his First Sword also carried a small glass vile at his waist, containing a viscous green liquid. `Good', G'Meth thought, `he remembers the way of the Serpent.'
  
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 In the days before the first line, before the serpent walked, there were all manner of beasts on the homeworld. The serpents lived in harmony with nature working in the sun, sheltering in the ground, taking only what was necessary from their environment. However the serpents were not alone. In the days before the first line, before the serpent walked, there were all manner of beasts on the homeworld. The serpents lived in harmony with nature working in the sun, sheltering in the ground, taking only what was necessary from their environment. However the serpents were not alone.
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 Since that time, all Gorn knew the `Way of the Serpent'. "Use your speed and strength, and sink your fangs deep, so that in the night, there is silence." Since that time, all Gorn knew the `Way of the Serpent'. "Use your speed and strength, and sink your fangs deep, so that in the night, there is silence."
  
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 It had been a long time since G'Meth felt the weight of a Line Blade in his hand, but he did recall that the First Sword had a point. This Terran Captain, Marshall, would insert himself into history, hoping to repeat the humiliation that was visited on G'Meth by the hated Kirk. Marshall had already requested trial by combat to settle the human incursion into Gorn territory on Cestus III, and by the laws of his government, G'Meth could not refuse to meet his opponent. However, the law was also quite clear in the position that Marshall was NOT his opponent. The Kirk was dead, so Marshall was acting as his second. In turn, G'Meth would appoint his First Sword as second, and let the trial decide who was in the right. It had been a long time since G'Meth felt the weight of a Line Blade in his hand, but he did recall that the First Sword had a point. This Terran Captain, Marshall, would insert himself into history, hoping to repeat the humiliation that was visited on G'Meth by the hated Kirk. Marshall had already requested trial by combat to settle the human incursion into Gorn territory on Cestus III, and by the laws of his government, G'Meth could not refuse to meet his opponent. However, the law was also quite clear in the position that Marshall was NOT his opponent. The Kirk was dead, so Marshall was acting as his second. In turn, G'Meth would appoint his First Sword as second, and let the trial decide who was in the right.
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 Pulling out a small translucent cube from his pocket, Arthur tapped the top of it in rapid, regular form.  With each touch of the cube, the device sent out a pulse of light, and along with it, a coded message. Pulling out a small translucent cube from his pocket, Arthur tapped the top of it in rapid, regular form.  With each touch of the cube, the device sent out a pulse of light, and along with it, a coded message.
  
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 Belowground, the retention pond spanned the entire perimeter of the regulation complex, and then some.  It was about two hundred meters square in area, and took the team’s entire supply of nitrate charges to line the ceiling perimeter.  Each nitrate block was the size of a sugar cube, soft and adhesive like putty, and contained the explosive power of ten sticks of old-fashioned dynamite.  The shadow team placed a block every meter along where the ceiling met the wall, using the metal catwalks that paralleled the perimeter. A pin-sized remote detonator was inserted in each block, and linked to a single activation device. Belowground, the retention pond spanned the entire perimeter of the regulation complex, and then some.  It was about two hundred meters square in area, and took the team’s entire supply of nitrate charges to line the ceiling perimeter.  Each nitrate block was the size of a sugar cube, soft and adhesive like putty, and contained the explosive power of ten sticks of old-fashioned dynamite.  The shadow team placed a block every meter along where the ceiling met the wall, using the metal catwalks that paralleled the perimeter. A pin-sized remote detonator was inserted in each block, and linked to a single activation device.
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 “We’re out of here!” shouted Wey, as Skip nodded and followed him up the stairs and closed the access door securely behind himself. “We’re out of here!” shouted Wey, as Skip nodded and followed him up the stairs and closed the access door securely behind himself.
  
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 Across the street from the thermal regulation complex, Skip and Wey laid in waiting at a pre-arranged hiding spot.  An aboveground transit stop for the city’s tubular mass-transit system was an optimal observation location for the shadow cell to view the spectacle they had so carefully prepared.  They would need to watch for the right time to activate the explosives, ensuring that enough Gorn troops had entered the demolition zone.  Wey and Skip still manifested a moderate cough from the hydroxide gas that permeated the air belowground.  Before long, the two men were joined by their comrades in arms as Lins and Arthur crawled up next to them, careful to keep a low profile. Across the street from the thermal regulation complex, Skip and Wey laid in waiting at a pre-arranged hiding spot.  An aboveground transit stop for the city’s tubular mass-transit system was an optimal observation location for the shadow cell to view the spectacle they had so carefully prepared.  They would need to watch for the right time to activate the explosives, ensuring that enough Gorn troops had entered the demolition zone.  Wey and Skip still manifested a moderate cough from the hydroxide gas that permeated the air belowground.  Before long, the two men were joined by their comrades in arms as Lins and Arthur crawled up next to them, careful to keep a low profile.
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 Leon could not tell if her expression was more of a sneer than a smirk, but fortunately for him, there was no further conversation as the two parted ways. Before long, the doctor found himself navigating the sprawling complex alone. Leon could not tell if her expression was more of a sneer than a smirk, but fortunately for him, there was no further conversation as the two parted ways. Before long, the doctor found himself navigating the sprawling complex alone.
  
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 The importation of exotic plant species to Earth from other star systems is bound by numerous Federation regulations, one of which restricts many specimens to indoor collections only.  Although many photosynthetic organisms can coexist just fine with the planet’s natural vegetation, some can become malignant, and have been known to wipe out entire ecosystems before planetary biomonitoring programs discovered such infestations.  Since the years of first contact with other spacefaring races, horticulture hobbyists have evolved along with these regulations resulting in startlingly beautiful hybrid compilations, especially within contained environments.  In fact, Starfleet headquarters itself hosts some of the best indoor plant arrangements throughout its expansive multiplex. The importation of exotic plant species to Earth from other star systems is bound by numerous Federation regulations, one of which restricts many specimens to indoor collections only.  Although many photosynthetic organisms can coexist just fine with the planet’s natural vegetation, some can become malignant, and have been known to wipe out entire ecosystems before planetary biomonitoring programs discovered such infestations.  Since the years of first contact with other spacefaring races, horticulture hobbyists have evolved along with these regulations resulting in startlingly beautiful hybrid compilations, especially within contained environments.  In fact, Starfleet headquarters itself hosts some of the best indoor plant arrangements throughout its expansive multiplex.
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 "I'll take that as a yes." Carter quipped, letting an edge of frustration into his voice. "I'll take that as a yes." Carter quipped, letting an edge of frustration into his voice.
  
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  Watching from the transit platform, Wey blinked and let his sensor scopes drop from his face. "Aww crap!" he cursed. "Artie, Skip, we got a problem. A big shiny warp-powered problem."  Watching from the transit platform, Wey blinked and let his sensor scopes drop from his face. "Aww crap!" he cursed. "Artie, Skip, we got a problem. A big shiny warp-powered problem."
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 It didn’t take a function of her higher consciousness for her to reply to the admiral.  In fact, it seemed more like a reflex action that started from her ears, and immediately went to her vocal cords, bypassing her brain completely.  With unfettered enthusiasm, the words she spoke were clear and to the point. It didn’t take a function of her higher consciousness for her to reply to the admiral.  In fact, it seemed more like a reflex action that started from her ears, and immediately went to her vocal cords, bypassing her brain completely.  With unfettered enthusiasm, the words she spoke were clear and to the point.
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 “I don’t know,” Depach replied before returning his attention back to the watch desk.  McTaggart smiled and left the room. “I don’t know,” Depach replied before returning his attention back to the watch desk.  McTaggart smiled and left the room.
  
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 Nat was not the type to complain when something bothered him.  Normally, anything that bothered him was either violently assaulted or drowned in the contents of a liquor bottle.  Even on the rare occasion neither solution presented itself, he still wasn't the type of guy to bitch and moan about this or that.  It didn't do an iota of good, and usually just made things worse for somebody else.  As he stood in the cramped, foul-smelling cavern below the surface of the sand heap known as Cestus III, sweat dripping from every pour listening to Carter argue with some old coot, he had to admit: he was tempted to voice his rather crude and blatant opinion of there current circumstances. Nat was not the type to complain when something bothered him.  Normally, anything that bothered him was either violently assaulted or drowned in the contents of a liquor bottle.  Even on the rare occasion neither solution presented itself, he still wasn't the type of guy to bitch and moan about this or that.  It didn't do an iota of good, and usually just made things worse for somebody else.  As he stood in the cramped, foul-smelling cavern below the surface of the sand heap known as Cestus III, sweat dripping from every pour listening to Carter argue with some old coot, he had to admit: he was tempted to voice his rather crude and blatant opinion of there current circumstances.
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 “Inconceivable . . .” he whispered to himself with both surprise and vexation. “Inconceivable . . .” he whispered to himself with both surprise and vexation.
  
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 Kilometres away, Carter, and the rest of Republic's away team tried their best to duck and weave through the Gorn orbital bombardment of their former position. As Carter looked around to confirm the condition of both his men and the members of Shadow Force, he sprinted toward Nat Hawk, who was running along the civilians along with Doug Forrest. Kilometres away, Carter, and the rest of Republic's away team tried their best to duck and weave through the Gorn orbital bombardment of their former position. As Carter looked around to confirm the condition of both his men and the members of Shadow Force, he sprinted toward Nat Hawk, who was running along the civilians along with Doug Forrest.
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 “Good,” the much-relieved engineer said.  “This is what I need you to do . . .” “Good,” the much-relieved engineer said.  “This is what I need you to do . . .”
  
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 A'Nathon looked at Carter as the rest of the Republic away team looked at their Executive Officer. John glanced at the Andorian, then turned his attention to Forrest. "Okay," Carter said as he looked back at A'Nathon. "The secrets stop here. The less I know now, the more dead we get." A'Nathon looked at Carter as the rest of the Republic away team looked at their Executive Officer. John glanced at the Andorian, then turned his attention to Forrest. "Okay," Carter said as he looked back at A'Nathon. "The secrets stop here. The less I know now, the more dead we get."
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 "Acknowledged..." replied McTaggart... "Acknowledged..." replied McTaggart...
  
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 "I'm open to suggestions." Carter announced, looking amidst not only his officers, but the civilians gathered around.  Before anyone could answer, the shrill whine of a Starfleet transporter became audible, just as the familiar wash of energy and light engulfed a number of people, including the Republic senior officers. "I'm open to suggestions." Carter announced, looking amidst not only his officers, but the civilians gathered around.  Before anyone could answer, the shrill whine of a Starfleet transporter became audible, just as the familiar wash of energy and light engulfed a number of people, including the Republic senior officers.
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 John Carter was gone. Doug Forrest tipped an imaginary hat to the vacant transporter system. "Be seeing you . . . I hope." John Carter was gone. Doug Forrest tipped an imaginary hat to the vacant transporter system. "Be seeing you . . . I hope."
  
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 In the interior of Fierce Claw, G'Meth and the First Sword sat contentedly. With fingers steepled before his eyes, the Pack Leader regarded his second in command, who had so cunningly dispatched the foolish human Captain. Finally, after nearly 100 years, Cestus III was wholly Gorn territory, and G'Meth had some measure of revenge on a man who had died long ago. Next to him, G'Meth saw that the First Sword was swaying. It was, for Gorn, a nervous gesture. "Patience First Sword," the elder saurian intoned, "You've already killed one human today. Perhaps there may ye be another." In the interior of Fierce Claw, G'Meth and the First Sword sat contentedly. With fingers steepled before his eyes, the Pack Leader regarded his second in command, who had so cunningly dispatched the foolish human Captain. Finally, after nearly 100 years, Cestus III was wholly Gorn territory, and G'Meth had some measure of revenge on a man who had died long ago. Next to him, G'Meth saw that the First Sword was swaying. It was, for Gorn, a nervous gesture. "Patience First Sword," the elder saurian intoned, "You've already killed one human today. Perhaps there may ye be another."
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 Seconds later, a message came from the Gorn bridge confirming the presence of the Federation data. Seconds later, a message came from the Gorn bridge confirming the presence of the Federation data.
  
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 Tense minutes ticked by as John Carter sat in the center seat on the bridge of the U.S.S. Republic, watching rainbow-flecked stars streak by on the viewer. "Report please, Mister Hawk." Tense minutes ticked by as John Carter sat in the center seat on the bridge of the U.S.S. Republic, watching rainbow-flecked stars streak by on the viewer. "Report please, Mister Hawk."
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