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====== Threading the Needle, Part 3 ====== | ====== Threading the Needle, Part 3 ====== | ||
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"We are," Y'lair claimed firmly. | "We are," Y'lair claimed firmly. | ||
- | //" | + | //" |
Activating the small televiewer in the sickbay, Saal and Y'lair watched as the image of the Galaxy Class USS Republic came into view. It was a strange sight, especially since the vessel was moving backwards in warp space, causing the starlines around the ship to move in reverse. | Activating the small televiewer in the sickbay, Saal and Y'lair watched as the image of the Galaxy Class USS Republic came into view. It was a strange sight, especially since the vessel was moving backwards in warp space, causing the starlines around the ship to move in reverse. | ||
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"How long until we need to engage the transporter?" | "How long until we need to engage the transporter?" | ||
- | //" | + | //" |
"They didn't leave us much leeway, did they?" he commented, looking at the transfixed Y' | "They didn't leave us much leeway, did they?" he commented, looking at the transfixed Y' | ||
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John Carter' | John Carter' | ||
- | "Five seconds!" | + | //"Five seconds!" |
Saal picked up the transporter lock on the nearby ore processing station as they flew past it on their parabolic course back to Iconia. | Saal picked up the transporter lock on the nearby ore processing station as they flew past it on their parabolic course back to Iconia. | ||
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Saal looked to Y'lair who nodded in agreement. | Saal looked to Y'lair who nodded in agreement. | ||
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- | As the Vulcan | + | |
" | " | ||
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Immediately, | Immediately, | ||
- | The damage was bad. Regardless of it came into existence, the wound dug deep into the abdominal cavity, affecting a number of his vital organs. | + | The damage was bad. Regardless of how it came into existence, the wound dug deep into the abdominal cavity, affecting a number of his vital organs. |
However, it wasn't simply his skillset that was helping him along. | However, it wasn't simply his skillset that was helping him along. | ||
- | The rate of healing that occurred within John's body while Saal worked was abnormally fast to say the least. | + | The rate of healing that occurred within John's body while Saal worked was abnormally fast to say the least. |
Eight full minutes had passed while Doctor Yezbeck rushed to save the mirror-universe John from a life-threatening injury that had no discernible cause. | Eight full minutes had passed while Doctor Yezbeck rushed to save the mirror-universe John from a life-threatening injury that had no discernible cause. | ||
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Towards the Cultural Center, several bronze statues of various deities lined the main walkway to the all-faith worship complex, with numerous mediation huts and cylindrical basilicas spaced apart at regular intervals throughout the acreage behind the main auditorium. | Towards the Cultural Center, several bronze statues of various deities lined the main walkway to the all-faith worship complex, with numerous mediation huts and cylindrical basilicas spaced apart at regular intervals throughout the acreage behind the main auditorium. | ||
- | On this day, the normally | + | On this day, the normally |
\\ \\ | \\ \\ | ||
<WRAP center round box 80%> | <WRAP center round box 80%> | ||
+ | <WRAP centeralign> | ||
**12:30 hours - The wedding of Cmdr. and Mrs. Johnathan T. Carter** | **12:30 hours - The wedding of Cmdr. and Mrs. Johnathan T. Carter** | ||
\\ \\ | \\ \\ | ||
**Officiated by Admiral Kathryn Janeway, Chief of Starfleet Operations** | **Officiated by Admiral Kathryn Janeway, Chief of Starfleet Operations** | ||
+ | </ | ||
</ | </ | ||
\\ | \\ | ||
- | In the first few front rows, familiar couples sat in observance of the ceremony. | + | In the first few front rows, familiar couples sat in observance of the ceremony. |
The ceremony had reached it's apex, as cultural etiquette was met, and the admiral finished her sermon after reading from a leather-bound copy of the Articles of Confederation laid open on the podium in front of her. | The ceremony had reached it's apex, as cultural etiquette was met, and the admiral finished her sermon after reading from a leather-bound copy of the Articles of Confederation laid open on the podium in front of her. | ||
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- | Back on the command platform, the older first officer released a held breath. | + | Back on the command platform, the older first officer released a held breath. |
" | " | ||
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Silence followed. | Silence followed. | ||
- | The monocular, wide-eyed Carter turned to look behind him to see an exhausted and enervated Y' | + | The monocular, wide-eyed Carter turned to look behind him to see an exhausted and enervated Y' |
"I would never fail you, master!" | "I would never fail you, master!" | ||
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"Open a channel to the Enterprise," | "Open a channel to the Enterprise," | ||
- | Within moments, the clean-shaven image of an aged Starfleet commander glowered back at John. His greying black hair was in sharp contrast to his blue eyes that set ablaze with rage and insolence. | + | Within moments, the clean-shaven image of an aged Starfleet commander glowered back at John. His greying black hair was in sharp contrast to his blue eyes that were set ablaze with rage and insolence. |
//" | //" | ||
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//"It doesn' | //"It doesn' | ||
- | "It doesn' | + | "It doesn' |
- | As for Forrest, the red glow from his cyber-enhanced left eye pulsated ominously, giving his partially-robotic facial implant the appearance of a Borg drone as his mechanical right arm dialed in a set of codes to transmit | + | As for Forrest, the red glow from his cyber-enhanced left eye pulsated ominously, giving his partially-robotic facial implant the appearance of a Borg drone while his mechanical right arm dialed in a set of codes that transmitted |
- | Above their heads, at about the same altitude as the Terran fleet, | + | Above their heads, at about the same altitude as the Terran fleet, |
While alien to some, the egg-shaped ship was quite familiar to Will Riker, and as dawning recognition spread across his face, John Carter smiled with sweet vengeance. | While alien to some, the egg-shaped ship was quite familiar to Will Riker, and as dawning recognition spread across his face, John Carter smiled with sweet vengeance. | ||
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//" | //" | ||
- | The egg-shaped vessel immediately | + | The egg-shaped vessel immediately |
Carter allowed himself a moment of laughter at the unfolding carnage. | Carter allowed himself a moment of laughter at the unfolding carnage. |