Back to SB400

Posted on Sun Jul 8th, 2012 @ 4:18pm by Admiral Deela T'Lar & Commodore Andrew Clifford & Captain R'nard Lokran & Brigadier General David Hurd Sr

1,080 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Mission 79 - Triangle
Location: Near the Triangle
Timeline: Current
Tags: USS Essex

ON:

Deela sat down in her chair deep in thought. She was not happy about Hurd's abduction but now, she needed to focus on the Sidney Class runabout.

"Admiral. Admiral? Admiral T'Lar?"

Deela jumped slightly, "Yes Lieutenant."

"Admiral, we are approaching the runabout."

"Ah yes. Admiral T'Lar to Commander Clifford."

On board the runabout:

Suddenly the comm burst into life, "Admiral T'Lar to Commander Clifford."

He tapped his comm badge, "Clifford here, Admiral".

"Are you ready for that tow you requested?"

"Yes, we most certainly are, Admiral. This thing is getting ready to fall apart. Whoever did this did a good job".

Looking down at Tressa, "you ready to head back to the Ship?"
She nodded.

"Ok shut down the engines and put everything on minimal power.

"Clifford toT'Lar. We will be ready to beam back to the Essex in two minutes. My trainee is just making everything safe."

He waited while she finished shutting down. "Clifford to Admiral T'Lar. We are ready to beam back now."

Essex bridge...

"Admiral, tractor beam engaged."

"Thank you Lieutenant. Transporter room 1, are you ready to beam back Commander Clifford and Lt. Brislan?"

"Transporter room 1, ready...engaging. They are on board."

Deela looked at everyone, "Let's go home. I'll be in my ready room."

R'nard nodded. He was slightly amused by the Klingons. He remembered when he was on a Klingon ship, and they thought he would be easy prey, due to his diminuitive size. They were proven wrong quickly, as he kicked butt. He earned their respect after that.

He hoped for a chance to find the lost one.

Before Deela went into her Ready Room, she turned towards Lokran, "Have Commander Clifford meet me in my Ready Room."

"It will be done, Ma'am." said R'nard. He hit the commlink and said Lokrran to Clifford. Admiral T'lar says to meet her in the Rrready rroom."

Andrew tapped his com badge as he stepped off the transporter pad, "Very good. Thanks R'nard". He turned towards Tressa, "I better go and see what the Admiral wants. see you later". With that he turned and left the transporter room.

Deela sat down and turned her chair to look at the view, trying to sort things out in her head. She wondered if Hurd was alive or if his injuries life threatening. She didn't realize that she had picked up a paper weight off her desk and had it in her hands until she was trading hands holding it. Without a further thought, she turned and threw it at the door.

It hit the door just as Andrew touched the door chime. He stepped back a little but waited for the door to open. As it opened he stuck his head inside, "You wanted to see me, Admiral?"

"Sorry, come in. Have a seat." She waited for him to sit, "I wanted to talk to you about something." She stood up and walked over to the replicator, 'Hot tea with lemon and honey. Andrew, would you like anything to drink?"

"I'll have coffee please, Admiral. White, no sugar."

She took his coffee out and handed the drink to him and then sat down, "We had a problem while you were making your getaway. Sensors went down as we were transporting Major Hurd and someone intercepted him".

"Damn!", the exclamation was spoken before Andrew realised it.

"And the Klingons have taken the Blade Class which had drifted into their space while we were trying to deal with our other problems. The good news is that as soon as the Yorktown crew has returned to the base and have rested up, they will be going back to get Clark and his men. I was thinking of requesting that we be allowed to assist them." She sat back in her chair, "At some point, Starfleet needs to say enough is enough."

Andrew took a sip from his cup, "Admiral. Even if starfleet don't, perhaps we ought to. If starfleet hasn't told us to use kid gloves, why not start taking out pirate ships permanently? For the next few encounters attack any pirates without attempting to capture. Destroy them and if there are suvivors, beam them aboard. Then let one get away. It will be badly damaged, of course. So badly damaged, in fact, that they have to head back to base for repairs."

"I like your thinking. Now that the Essex and the Yorktown have been attacked, I'm very sure that we aren't going to be nice anymore. There are a great deal of people who would love to get their hands on them...me included."

Andrew smiled, "I expect there will be quite a queue once we start bringing them in. Unless there is a direct requirement, I would not advise Admiral Bremer on this yet. I'm not saying he is implicated, but the pirates seem to have a very good idea of what is happening on and around SB400. That Blade class sitting so close to the starbase worries me. On this ship we know everyone and can trust them. if we get any new transfers, we will have to be more careful, though".

"At least we have the runabout even if it's in bad shape. Let just hope that we find Hurd and in much better shape than the runabout. I have no idea why they took him."

Andrew finished his coffee, "We'll get him back, Admiral. Of that I am certain. Especially if it becomes known that this is in part our reason for the escalation against the pirates."

Ready Room...

"Exactly." She stood up, "Well, I guess we should get out there." They both walked out and took their places on the bridge. "ETA?"

Somewhere in captivity...

As David sat bound in the dingy, sparsely lit room he was in, he was wondering what was going to happen next. He didnt have long to think, however, as the single door in the room he was in opened up, blinding him with light. The door closed a few seconds later, and the darkness returned. David's vision swam as he saw 3 shadowy figures standing around him. On with a Cruel voice asked, ''So care you going to talk?'' David smiled, spat on the floor, and said, ''I wouldn't talk to you Pat'aks period!!'' Hearing a sigh, the voice said again,and said, Ok have it your way.'' David felt a swift kick to his back, and the rest was lost in an horrible beating.

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