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| - | <Office of the President of the United Federation of Planets: Geneva Switzerland, | + | **Location: |
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| Malia of Delta IV looked the reporter in the eye and tilted her head to the left. “With respect, Mr. Cassian, that’s neither what was said, nor what President Kostya meant.” | Malia of Delta IV looked the reporter in the eye and tilted her head to the left. “With respect, Mr. Cassian, that’s neither what was said, nor what President Kostya meant.” | ||
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| “Not everything is political Diego.” Malia lied. Particularly in the Kostya administration, | “Not everything is political Diego.” Malia lied. Particularly in the Kostya administration, | ||
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| - | <U.S.S. Titan, surveying the Smaller Magellenic Cloud> | + | **Location: |
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| “This is a joke right?” Will Riker asked to no one in particular, though the assembled command crew of the U.S.S. Titan all turned their heads at the question. “This has to be a joke.” | “This is a joke right?” Will Riker asked to no one in particular, though the assembled command crew of the U.S.S. Titan all turned their heads at the question. “This has to be a joke.” | ||
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| Drayis nodded and placed the call. Then Kira got up from her station and headed toward the Commander’s Office which she still thought of as Ben Sisko’s, despite the fact that he’d been gone for nearly 10 years now. “You want to know who our friends are?” Kira asked no one in particular. “We’re about to find out.” | Drayis nodded and placed the call. Then Kira got up from her station and headed toward the Commander’s Office which she still thought of as Ben Sisko’s, despite the fact that he’d been gone for nearly 10 years now. “You want to know who our friends are?” Kira asked no one in particular. “We’re about to find out.” | ||
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| - | <U.S.S. Republic; Gamma Eridani. Present Day> | + | \\ |
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| Nat Hawk tapped his foot nervously as he waited for the ersatz crewman “Cronus” to return from wherever it was he’d been for the better part of Beta Shift. Hawk nodded and waved nervously to the number of crewmen and junior officers who acknowledged his presence. Nat had timed his arrival ahead of the change-over from Beta to Gamma shift. He was also banking on what he knew about ‘Cronus’. | Nat Hawk tapped his foot nervously as he waited for the ersatz crewman “Cronus” to return from wherever it was he’d been for the better part of Beta Shift. Hawk nodded and waved nervously to the number of crewmen and junior officers who acknowledged his presence. Nat had timed his arrival ahead of the change-over from Beta to Gamma shift. He was also banking on what he knew about ‘Cronus’. | ||
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| A few long strides later, Hawk and Cronus were face to face. “Commander Hawk.” The tall man in science blue said. “Is there something I can do for you?” | A few long strides later, Hawk and Cronus were face to face. “Commander Hawk.” The tall man in science blue said. “Is there something I can do for you?” | ||
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| “Could be.” Hawk confirmed with a nod. “I got a couple' | “Could be.” Hawk confirmed with a nod. “I got a couple' | ||
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| “Oh no.” Hawk said as he raised an accusing finger for emphasis. “I'm not lettin' | “Oh no.” Hawk said as he raised an accusing finger for emphasis. “I'm not lettin' | ||
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| - | <USS Enterprise NCC-1701-E, near Tonkia IV. On the border of Ktarian space> | + | \\ |
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| Sitting alone, in the far corner of Ten Forward that most of the crew referred to as “The Neutral Zone”, Jean Luc Picard was lost in thought as his mind turned over all the implications of what he was seeing unfold. From behind the bar, the El-Aurian known as Guinan shook her head wistfully. She'd known Enterprise' | Sitting alone, in the far corner of Ten Forward that most of the crew referred to as “The Neutral Zone”, Jean Luc Picard was lost in thought as his mind turned over all the implications of what he was seeing unfold. From behind the bar, the El-Aurian known as Guinan shook her head wistfully. She'd known Enterprise' | ||
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| “It suits you.” Guinan agreed. “And it's about damn time.” | “It suits you.” Guinan agreed. “And it's about damn time.” | ||
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| - | <Secondary Astrometrics Lab USS Republic> | + | \\ |
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| “What do you mean, nothing?” Nat Hawk asked. His tone wasn't so much angry as confused. “I go to the trouble of giving you a heads-up about Roth and Meridian coming hard on your heels, and you're not going to DO anything? | “What do you mean, nothing?” Nat Hawk asked. His tone wasn't so much angry as confused. “I go to the trouble of giving you a heads-up about Roth and Meridian coming hard on your heels, and you're not going to DO anything? | ||
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| “Seven hours, 49 minutes, 27 seconds...mark.” | “Seven hours, 49 minutes, 27 seconds...mark.” | ||
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| Hawk looked at the deck and chuckled. “Wow do I hate when you do that.” | Hawk looked at the deck and chuckled. “Wow do I hate when you do that.” | ||
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| “Thank You.” | “Thank You.” | ||
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| - | <Katheryn Janeway' | + | \\ |
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| “...no I will NOT calm down, Pam!” Janeway said to the face on the other end of the subspace relay. “He' | “...no I will NOT calm down, Pam!” Janeway said to the face on the other end of the subspace relay. “He' | ||
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| “There is.” Krockover confirmed with a nod. | “There is.” Krockover confirmed with a nod. | ||
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| - | <USS Republic. Auxiliary Control station 2. Deck 14> | + | \\ |
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| In one of the darker corners of one of the lower decks of the ship, Victor Virtus was hard at work, entering a last bit of code into the ship's back-up command buffer. As he typed, a few angry sounding alarms blurted from the console to remind him that the replicators, | In one of the darker corners of one of the lower decks of the ship, Victor Virtus was hard at work, entering a last bit of code into the ship's back-up command buffer. As he typed, a few angry sounding alarms blurted from the console to remind him that the replicators, | ||
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| =/\= “Command Code Recognized. Operation: Bootstrap will execute in 25 minutes.=/ | =/\= “Command Code Recognized. Operation: Bootstrap will execute in 25 minutes.=/ | ||
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| - | <USS Republic, Officer' | + | **Location: |
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| Nat Hawk looked again at his PADD containing the list of departing and arriving personnel. The list had been more or less the same for weeks, but there were always last-minute changes. Someone delayed departure, or elected to stay on until another port, or PERSCOMM decided that someone absolutely, positively had to be at a new post a week before they left the last one. There were always headaches. But as many of those headaches as Hawk was prepared for, the last name he'd expected to see at the bottom of his list of civilian VIPs made his pulse race, and he couldn' | Nat Hawk looked again at his PADD containing the list of departing and arriving personnel. The list had been more or less the same for weeks, but there were always last-minute changes. Someone delayed departure, or elected to stay on until another port, or PERSCOMM decided that someone absolutely, positively had to be at a new post a week before they left the last one. There were always headaches. But as many of those headaches as Hawk was prepared for, the last name he'd expected to see at the bottom of his list of civilian VIPs made his pulse race, and he couldn' | ||
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| The flare of a warp signature followed. But no one saw it. | The flare of a warp signature followed. But no one saw it. | ||
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| - | <USS Republic. Docked at Deep Space Four. Approximately 1030> | + | \\ |
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| Everything SEEMED fine, but Ensign Scuttlebutt said otherwise. All systems were normal, all controls and computers responded as designed, and all personnel were accounted for. Some said it was a glitch. Some said it was Q, some said it didn't happen at all, because the ship's computer hadn't registered a thing and none of the back-ups had been online at the time. Whatever happened that morning simply hadn’t, at least not according to the computers or sensors. | Everything SEEMED fine, but Ensign Scuttlebutt said otherwise. All systems were normal, all controls and computers responded as designed, and all personnel were accounted for. Some said it was a glitch. Some said it was Q, some said it didn't happen at all, because the ship's computer hadn't registered a thing and none of the back-ups had been online at the time. Whatever happened that morning simply hadn’t, at least not according to the computers or sensors. | ||
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