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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. | ||
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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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"Can you confirm there' | "Can you confirm there' | ||
- | Y'lair released the transporter controls and quickly placed an outspread hand over the left side of the immobile John Carter from the USS Republic universe. | + | Y'lair released the transporter controls and quickly placed an outspread hand over the left side of the face of the immobile John Carter from the USS Republic universe. |
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"How long until we need to engage the transporter?" | "How long until we need to engage the transporter?" | ||
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"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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</ | </ | ||
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- | 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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"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 spun on it's radial axis, creating a translucent toroidal shock wave of luminescent white that spread out in all directions. | + | The egg-shaped vessel immediately spun on it's radial axis, creating a translucent toroidal shock wave of luminescent white that spread out in all directions. |
Carter allowed himself a moment of laughter at the unfolding carnage. | Carter allowed himself a moment of laughter at the unfolding carnage. |