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Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Lt. JG Evelyn "Ghost" Rawley | Wolf-09 ] Attn: All

"Wolf-Zero-Nine, acknowledged. I'm assuming command of the sky patrol," said Ghost as she scanned the base with her TVD optics, flying by it after it had gone dark. Renard had been ready to kill her off as collateral damage in order to destroy a couple of Reavers in the last engagement they had been in, but now, he was willing to let her take command of the Lone Wolves that weren't going to join Security down on the Black Opal. She was not quite sure what to make of it, but the spiteful side of her wanted to think that he was compensating for his betrayal by giving her the task, but for the time being, he was not about to call him out on it. It wasn't the fucking time for personal disputes while in the cockpit. They had a mission, and she shook it off.

"Alright, those who are on the boarding team set a course to follow Iron-Ferrox and dock with the base, and the rest of you are with me," she announced on the squadron channel. While she did so, she relayed a request to Mission Ops to have a recovery shuttle launched and for it to tractor Kestrel back to the Theurgy, unbeknownst to her that the First Officer on the bridge had already given that order. "We are setting a perimeter around the asteroid, and we'll be separated far enough on the route so that someone can maintain visual on the Opal despite how far out we go."

As she plotted the patrol route and communicated it to the wolves that were to remain with her, she was hoping that the bastard who had managed to hit Kestrel would get what was coming for him down on that base...


[ Lt. Thanida zh'Wann | Security Squad Beta | Black Opal Facility | Mess Hall ] Attn: All

Outside the mess hall, Ida was engaged in a fire-fight with station security, a few of them having them pinned down at doors. At first, they had the higher ground, and they could communicate amongst themselves to coordinate themselves between the three three teams that the Theurgy had beamed down. Ida did not know how many she had stunned, but far too few for her own taste, and it was evident that there were not only security personnel that had engaged them, but regular engineers and deckhands too - all of them having received security drills to defend the Black Opal.

But then the base went pitch-dark, only lit by the phaser beams that cross-crossed the interiors of the base. It lasted only for a second before the emergency lights went on, but besides the lighting, the opposition outside the mess hall was no longer coordinated, and it boiled down to a matter of overpowering them - to break through. Without any means to call for back-up, the odds had just evened out in their own favour.

"Cover me," said Ida, letting Cardamone and Zaraq assume her vantage point behind her cover, and she retreated into the mess hall again. She walked over to another wall of the area whilst changing the setting on her rifle. She was wearing out her power cells, but she was confident the levels shown on the rifle's display would suffice. She put the weapon against her shoulder and then pressed the trigger, unleashing the highest setting upon the section of the wall in front of her. The blast vaporised it all - leaving a gaping hole into the corridor. Given how the base had been under bombardment, the noise did not stand out as much as it normally would. She stepped through and used the smoke and the darkness to shroud her advance towards the enemy's position - her antennae guiding her steps. She slung the spent rifle behind her back and drew her handphaser instead - eyes down the sights as she moved.

Earlier, it had been tactically unwise to open up another point-of-entry for the base's defences to reach them in the mess hall, but while the blast had drained her rifle, the new situation had called for a direct and swift change of tactics. She flanked the security force, and she managed to stun more than half of them with a wide dispersal blast before they realised she was there, and by that time, the numbers were clearly on Squad Beta's side. Within a minute, they had whittled down the opposition, and they could advance further into the base.


[ Lt Cmdr. Jennifer Dewitt | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ] Attn: All

The main console went dark beneath Jennifer's hands, along with the rest of the Command Centre.

"Dammit!" she cursed, and rounded on the staff present behind her. Masuda was still out cold on the floor. Morwen was covering her mouth with her hands in fright. Edgar Rogers was leaving his station and heading for a weapons locker. At some point, the doctor had joined them, but he had said nothing - a fish out of the water as he was. "All right, everyone arm themselves and prepare to evacuate. We're heading for the escape shuttles, and with a little luck, some of us will make it through to spread the word."

Edgar Rogers snarled, not liking the idea to retreat one bit. "Why not set a trap for them? They will be coming here, and we can put up quite a fight from this position."

"Our first priority is to establish communication with Starfleet and alert them that our base has been compromised, and make them send all available starships here to deal with the Theurgy. We lost this one... but we can still call the cavalry on them. Morwen, get that maintenance access open. We'll slip away without using the corridors."

Rogers was not readily going to accept a tactical retreat, but he still continued to arm the present staff with hand phasers. Meanwhile, Jennifer went to the door with a phaser in hand, keeping a lookout while they geared up to leave. Her scowl was but a pale imitation of the fiery anger inside her.


[ Captain Ives | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge ] Attn: All

"Permission granted," said Jien as he stepped back from the viewscreen and returned to the Captain's Chair, "Thea, is your mobile emitter charged?"

[Yes, Captain,] Thea said over the intercom.

"Prepare a site-to-site transport and accompany Commander Trent to the Command Centre. Ravenholm, you go too." He directed himself to Carrigan and nodded towards the door to the security checkpoint. "Arm yourselves and bring as many security guards from outside that you think you require. They likely have an escape plan for every kind of scenario, a black-out included. Tell Thea to energise as soon as you are ready. Good luck."

A tactical officer that was under Trent's tutoring stepped forward to take Trent's station, and on the viewscreen, the tactical overview of the base's floor plan showed that both Squad Alpha and Charlie were pinned down, but that Squad Beta was slowly moving towards the Command Centre. They would be too late. Carrigan's judgement had been both prompt and wise, since it was evident that the staff on the base could be preparing to utilise any kind of escape plan at that point. Deputy zh'Wann was not likely going to get there in time to intercept them.

"Mission Ops, in case Wenn Cinn's communication has been compromised," said Jien and looked towards Cameron where she sat at her station, "relay orders to the Lone Wolves on the ground to aid Alpha Squad in the loading docks and Charlie Squad in engineering. They need reinforcement at once."

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[Nathaniel "Maverick" Isley |wolf 05| Landing Bay on Black Opal ] Attn: all

The moment that he was given the all clear to join the ground assault he made for the fighter bay. His landing was anything but graceful. His panic and his mind was slipping, causing his Valkyrie to scrape the ground, paint scratching and leaving several dents as he finally pulled to a stop in the landing bay. He grabbed a phaser as the ship opened letting him out.

Nathan pulled himself out of the Valkyrie stumbled and fell from the cock pit onto the ground of the Black Opal facility. His body armor took the brunt of the hit but it was clear that his body wasn't fully recovered, before he felt a shiver run through his spine up and down his body. He managed to quickly remove his suites helmet before he vomited out the contents of his breakfast. Most of it having turned green at some point.

Instantly his head felt heavier the world seemed to correct around him as he took deep and heavy breaths. He opened his com channel. "Maverick has landed. Where am I needed?"

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[Miles "Iron-Fox" Renard | Wolf-01 ] Attn: All

"Mav, has made landfall"  Miles said after also receiving the info From mission ops.  "Mav, I want you and the first half of the pack that lands to to head directly to Engineering, Charlie squad needs reinforcements.  The rest of you are with me were gonna back up Cinn and Alpha capturing the loading dock and secure it for Papa Bear."  Closing the comm system, he felt the artificial gravity of the facility grabbing his ship as he neared the LZ forcing him to turn on the repulsors as he began to guide his ship in for a much smoother landing that Maverick had experienced.

[ Aisha S'iti And Selena (Luna) Ravenholm | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge ] Attn: All

The human nodded, "yes sir," she said moving a hand to touch her hip as if to assure herself that her unique weapon was indeed there. before the same hand reflexively touched her neck where the computer interface jack was.  "Soon as the room's secure I'll power down the Escape pods systems and I'll lock down all the shuttlebay doors once the Wolves have landed unless there are any more immediately important priorities you can think of."

Aisha looked around the bridge and sighed, looking at the conn system display which gave her info on ships an objects in the vicinity she watched as the shuttle that had been launched made its way towards the drifting Valkyrie mark three.  The base had ceased all resistance from the outside and all that was left was to take care of the resistance remaining within. Her mission for the moment was complete and all she could do was wait for further orders.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Wenn Cinn | Alpha Squad | Black Opal Facility | Loading docks ]


As Cinn and his team were beamed in and put into the loading dock. His team took a quick stock of the area and Cinn looked round quickly and smiled at the usual array of simple metal crates containing the backup supplies for the outpost, and at present the area was rather clutter and devoid of security so he took charge to prepare his team for the next phase of the plan."Alright team, get to those crates and clear out a landing area, ad use wt  move to build up a fortification. I doubt that the local security will be letting us get out foothold without a fight, so get to work. Turing to his teams technical expert and his best marksman he spoke. "You two, get to the local controls and cut off the external commands, I do not want us vented out into space from an outside location." he turned to the rest of his team and began to assist with moving the crates. "Trust me it is not a pleasant thing to experience, so I would not like to do it again." Helping to lift a crate Cinn set about building his fortification.

It was a few minutes into the raid when security finally showed up to confront Alpha squad. Thankfully he had his technician sealed into the control booth to prevent an ambush. Of course he the security showed up ad began to open fire on Cinn's team  the fortification was not completed and his team was sent diving for cover as phaser beams ripped through the air around them, leaving the smell of ozone in the air as Cinn took charge of the situation and signaled his team. With no way to get out for a clear shot without putting his people out in the open. Cinn signaled for the team to pop smoke and then follow the plan that they had covered in their drills. With a few clicks the smoke grenades were primed and thrown out into the space between the two teams and within a few seconds a thick white cloud obscured the two teams.

Although an old invention the use of smoke grenades was still effective for obscuring troop movements a with one signal Cinn's men in the rear rose up and began to put out suppressive fire, shooting up to the balcony area where the other security team was Cinn and a few other charged in through the smoke, wit the rear taking the attention of the security he was able to get to the base of the stairs up to the balcony and began to fire back up at the security forces, taking out a few of them and driving the others back into the corridors. With the brief victory won Cinn acted quickly. "Secure the door, do not let them back in." Turning back to the rest of his team he yelled through the smoke. Get the barricades built up, be sure to check the crates to make sure they are safe to use, and clear out a safe space for ships." Cinn ascended the stairs behind the ones he had sent up to secure the door an he went for the command booth to check up on their progress.

It did not take long for Cinn to get a status report, but at the moment things seemed to be stable enough, so it was time to check in. Tapping his combadge Cinn spoke to the Theurgy. "Theurgy this is Alpha squad, we have encountered the local security forces and engaged in combat. So far there are no casualties and we have secured the loading docks for now. From what my technician has done I do believe we have isolated the local systems from the rest of the station, we will not be losing the oxygen barrier, but we cannot tamper with anything on their end either." Essentially Cinn had captured a foothold for the Theurgy, and he had isolated everything for the sake of security. "However mos of the local security force we encountered has pulled back to the corridors outside of our preset location, and there is no real cover on our end. It would take a lot of time to fortify the space here to push them back, if any of the other security teams are not pinned down we could use their assistance to beak out of here." There were other options they could use, taking the two security people thy had subdued and using them as human shields, but they were not that desperate yet, it was just inconvenient that this location was specifically designed to be hard to invade from. A narrow balcony the size of the doorway with a long corridor leading to corers where any infiltrators would be bottle necked into a shooting gallery while the defending force would have some cover to fight back from.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Fasha "Morrigan" | Lone Wolves Squadron | Wolf-03 ]

Fasha was quiet as she heard Maverick's report her grip on her flight stick tightened if it had been an accident there was nothing that could be done now. As Husker issued his request to join the boarding party she was quiet for a moment before she realized that he was speaking to her. "Granted Four get your boots on the ground and link up with Maverick." Fasha responded. "Ghost I'm on your six." Fasha said as she broke formation to tail Ghost in her over watch over the Black Opal facility. The Asteroid bases' lights had gone dark and with it the base defenses had as well. But that didn't mean some egghead inside the base couldn't jury rig some miracle solution together and get them working again.

[ Eun Sae Ji | Fighter Assault Bay | USS Theurgy ]

Eun Sae bit her lip hard as the report came from mission ops the palms of her hands rested against the cool metal of Sten's desk as she took in a deep breath as she stared at the message displayed on the screen of the computer in front of her. Skye was dead another casualty to add to the list and likely not the last either. She exhaled closing her eyes she couldn't come apart not now. She pushed away from the desk and quickly strode out onto the flight deck where members of the deck crew were working on getting the final bits of gear and equipment stowed away or pushed to the sides of the flight deck.

As everyone kept themselves busy Eun Sae watched for a moment before turning on her heel and walking back into Sten's office. She needed to do something to keep herself occupied everyone had their orders. She was in charge but that didn't mean she got to sit about while everyone else did the work. Quickly moving to the computer on Sten's desk she brought up an image of the current status of the remaining Valkyrie Fighters in use by the Lone Wolves. Her eyes fell upon the display for Skye's the entire ship except for the cockpit was still green. The cockpit flashed red signifying the lack of breathable atmosphere inside of the canopy. She tore her eyes away from the image and began studying the other displays quickly taking note of any damage any of the Fighters had already sustained in combat.

She quickly took down notes of repairs that would likely need to be done when these ships returned to the hangar.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Cameron Henshaw | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge | Deck 01 ] Attn: All

Cameron listened to the chatter between the pilots and was shocked to hear that Isley reported that he probably had delivered a fatal shot to Kestrel. Her eyes stared in horror to her station yet she bit her lower lip and shook her head as she decided that the investigation to the how and why would follow later. They were in a mission at the moment, that was their primary goal. She decided not to inform anyone on the bridge about the events between the pilots in order to keep everyone on full focus.

Next Trent addressed her to launch the recovery shuttle to retrieve Kestrel's fighter and Cameron did what was needed. Keeping her voice down to a minimum and with a calm voice she reported back to Eun Sae Ji that a recovery shuttle could be cleared for departure. She handed down what else was needed of vital info to retrieve the shuttle, giving them a clear course to follow to stay away from danger. "Good luck!" she concluded her message and broke the transmission off.

Next Jien called out for her to sent reinforcements to the strike teams that had come under fire. "Yes captain." she responded before handing down the order to Miles. "Wolf lead, you are to distribute your forces between strike teams Alpha and Charlie, they are in need of support ASAP. Be advised we have not yet been able to-" she stopped talking as she now heard Wenn Cinn reporting in "Hold Wolf lead." she said in the meantime  as she listened to Cinn "Alpha squad has a foothold but is in need of reinforcements, lack of cover has been reported so watch your heads out there. Ops out." she finished off before reporting back to Cinn "Alpha squad, be advised, friendlies are on their way to help you out at this time, hold on in there."

She leaned back a little as she listened to the chatter as it continued, hoping she was doing her job alright since this was her trial by fire. She had worked towards this moments in the days before and she only hoped that the people on the ground had a clear picture of what was going on and that casualties would remain to a minimum. Overhearing what Trent further said, Cameron took the liberty of already warning medical and engineering to have crews on stand by to be sent out once the green light would be given.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Lt. jg. Tessa May Lance | Wolf 07 | Outer Space | Approaching the Black Opal Supply Facility | Outside the RNZ ] 

"Ghost I'm on your six."  Wolf-03, Lieutenant Junior Grade Fasha, callsign 'Morrigan's voice said over the commlink.

"Ditto Ghost," Tessa reported.  "We're on our way."

Tessa remained on Fasha's six, protecting Morrigan and Ghost as they escorted the shuttle sent to retrieve Kestral's crippled Valkyrie.   In the olden days mechanical grapplers would have seized the fighter, but the modern day recovery shuttle was equipped with a tractor beam capable of handling the Valkyrie's mass.  As they escorted the shuttle back to the Theurgy Tessa couldn't help but wonder if she was gazing at her own future.  It could have been any one of them.  How much longer before it was her turn?


[ MCPO William Robert O'Connell | Transporter Room One | Deck 05 | USS Theurgy ]  

Meanwhile Master Chief William Robert O'Connell was informed that Commander Trent would be beaming over to Black Opal, taking Selena Ravenholm, Thea's mobile emitter and a handful of security personnel with him.  It would be a site to site transfer, Trent's team wouldn't bother visiting the transporter room physically at all.  Thea gave him the relevant details.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Commander Trent | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge ] Attn: All

The moment the Captain gave assent to leading yet another boarding party onto Black Opal, Trent rose from his seat and he was rapidly replaced by one of the personnel he'd been bringing up to speed.  And then, he gave a few instructions, first to the two guards who were there on the Bridge.  "Cabrera, Rivard, you're with me.  Make sure you've got some restraints with you."  And with this said, the Executive Officer made for the security checkpoint, still giving directions as he walked.  "Thea, I need you to arrange for two near-simultaneous transports.  I want the first one to drop a few concussion grenades in their command center and I want us right after the blast.  I don't want to have to stun anyone if we don't have to." 

Only then did he reach the weapons locker and he withdrew both a tricorder and a hand phaser.  While the multipurpose device was hardly a weapon in its own right, it was too bloody useful not to carry one on any kind of away mission.  "Once we'll have the command center and their senior staff secured, first order of business is to get a message out through their PA system, and then to secure command access.  Thea, Miss Ravenholm, that'll be your job."

Then, he took a deep breath and adjusted his weapon.  "Phasers to medium stun, only fire if you absolutely have to. I want their senior staff restrained and secured but conscious if at all possible.  Thea, get us beamed over when ready."

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Theurgy "Thea" NX-79854 ] Attn: All

Fact being that her projection had to be armed for her very first away-mission - barring her personal excursion in the Reaver - Thea had run to the closest weapons locker as soon as Captain Ives gave the order. She truly put the anti-grav units on her mobile emitter to the test, propelling herself forth with them rather then the bipedal motion of her legs - floating to her destination at high speed. Her emotion chip was transmitting an overload of data, but while she didn't deactivate the data-feed, she pushed it into the background of her primary processes.

Just as she ripped the locker open, Commander Trent ordered for two site-to-site transports to be made, and fortunately enough, she had just gained access to the requested charges. She picked them up and placed them in the middle of the corridor before withdrawing a Type III phaser assault rifle for herself. With rapid motions, she was crouching on one knee next to the charges and set the timers on them.

"Transporting concussive charges in three, two, one. Energising," she said, and with her A.I. in charge of the the specified transport protocol, she made the two charges vanish in a shimmer below her hand. Then she set her rifle to medium stun. Her voice was heard in the security checkpoint next to the bridge via the intercom. "Be advised, away-team transport in three, two, one. Energising!"


[ Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ] Attn: Carrigan Trent and Selena Ravenholm

When she materialised in the weapon storage facility's command centre next to Trent, Ravenholm and the two security guards, Thea was still in a crouching position and had her rifle raised - limiting her target area as according to recommendations in the Security protocols.

The concussive charges had gone off, as much was evident from the state of the present personnel. Thea rose to her feet and swept the room with the optical sensors of her projection, and she determined one immediate threat - a burly man that her facial recognition software identified as Ensign Edgar Rogers. He seemed to have shielded his eyes with his arm, and was blinking rapidly to clear his vision. His rifle was coming up against the five insurgents in the middle of the room. Thea fired her weapon, her reaction time being the quickest, but since Trent had expressed a wish to not stun the present officers, she targeted the rifle instead. The stun blast was conducted through the weapon and caused a peripheral effect in the the officer's hands. It slowed him down, but he was going to physically charge them like a bull judging by the look in his eye and his forward momentum.

While Rogers was about to pummel right into them, Thea detected a woman moving in the opposite direction - bound for an opened access to the maintenance tunnels of the base. A flash of red hair determined that it was likely Lieutenant Commander Dewitt, but she had no means to both stun Rogers and apprehend the base's commander. As it turned out, she did not have to do either...

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Selena "Luna" Ravenholm | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ]

Drawing her weapon as felt herself materializing, she looked around the room allowing her visor to sort out the minor distortion from the distractions that had been beamed aboard.  Thea seemed to imediately engage one of the opposition, a large male but in the few seconds she had to gather her surroundings Ravenholm scanned the room using the visor software to match a dossier to any mere glance of the bases personnel.  Like Thea she saw  A flicker of red hair and a sidelong glance at the face was all the visor needed to bring up a small image of her in the corner of her peripheral vision along with some basic biographical info.  "Bead on the base commander.  She said pulling out the Hybrid weapon and quickly fired the electrode projectiles at the woman's ankle.

The Electrode pierced the commanders skin sending a charge through her body just enough to short circuit her Motor functions causing her muscles to tense as she went still for a moment.  With a subtle flick of her wrist the energy beam teather came to life and wrapped around the woman's ankle right before Selena gave it a quick tug pulling her out of the access hatch and into the room by her leg.  Quickly she turned down the setting on the weapon so rather than sending electricity through her and paralyzing painfully like a tazer would it would just send a mild tingle through her leg and to the bottom of her spine the mild current keeping both of her legs numb as they were asleep. Quickly making her way to where her prisoner had been pulled she spoke in a calm but almost emotionless tone.  "Sorry for the inconvenience, Commander" she said sincerely,  "But I must ask for your surrender on behalf of my Commander.  Instruct your personnel to cease hostilities.  We have medical aide teams ready to board but they can only do so once this outpost has been deemed safe for them to do so."

[ Miles "Iron-Fox" Renard |Wolf 01| Landing Bay on Black Opal ]

As the ship landed the cockpit door swung open, just as quickly as the door was open enough the vulpinian grabbed the weaponry in his cockpit and climbed out.  Over his shoulder he had a type 3 phaser rifle slung and at his sides his extendable staff and a hand phaser hung tightly to the hip of his Exo-suit.  Knowing that the comm systems in his helmet were far superior to those of his badge he simply set the visor to a clearer setting allowing his face to be seen through it as he looked to Maverick and nodded as 06 landed.  as soon as they had left their fighter Miles motioned to 06 to join Maverick so the two could get going to attempt to back up Charlie squad.  Opening the com channel to Husker, Miles looked down at his rifle.  "Soon as you set down we need to get moving.  Alpha squad's waiting on us as backup."

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[Ensign Chris "Husker" Slayton/Wolf-04] Attention: Iron Wolf & Security Team Alpha

Husker nodded as he replied "Understood, will be dirt side in less then two mikes." the Asgardian said as he started the landing cycle but months of training and effort under Phantom had helped him know a couple of tricks to shave off time in a combat landing situation.

Once "Nightmare" was next to Renard's plane, Husker pulled his rifle from its rack next to his jumpseat and popped the canopy, he had his plane secured and was heading to meet up with his squadron commander and the security detail within a few seconds of that.

As he went, he made a few adjustments to his rifle, adjusting it's stun setting frequency like Sniper had taught to do. It wasn't a harmful adjustment but more of a tactical one as it cut down the time of the weapon's recharge rate by a few seconds which would possibly come in handy during this mission.

He moved up on the humanoid's left flank while keeping his rifle at a ready position so that he can pull off a snap shot as he moved to emergency cover. "Ready when you are, Iron Wolf." He said into the channel.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[Nathaniel "Maverick" Isley |wolf 05| Landing Bay on Black Opal ] Attn: Iron Wolf, DocReno, & Security Team Charlie.


As Iron landed Maverick was working to put his helmet back on, the taste of stomach acid was on his every breath and he wasn't exactly looking in his best condition. His vision was a little blurred, and he wasn't sure if it was from tears or the headache. To say he wasn't having a good time was an understatement but still he turned to his commanding officer and gave the all clear. For the moment he had his mission and as 06 landed the two of them got ready to carry it out.

"Charlie Squad I am inbound to engineering with back up." He said turning to 06 before he started to jog. For the moment he was holding a type 2 phasor rifle, the fact that it was on stun made it easier to carry but that didn't make it any less awkward, and he was hoping he wouldn't have to fire at human targets. The last thing he wanted was another death on his record today, he was hoping to get in and neutralize threats in close range, but it was much more likely that they would be entering a fire fight.

Even as he tried to run he was still finding himself short of breath and lagging behind 06, he used the excuse that he was just watching their back, but it was a bit more then that, his heart may have leveled out, and his head stopped feeling fuzzy, but that had been replaced by throbbing pains.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Commander Carrigan Trent | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ] Attn: Thea and Selena Ravenholm

Once the transport sequence was complete, Trent watched both Thea and Ravenholm explode into action, both Security crewmen right behind them.  If anything, Theurgy's XO had the slowest reactions of them all but not so slow as to let the man who had barreled towards the boarding party make good his attempt at rushing them, for Trent sidestepped his half-blind charge and delivered a single brisk chop upon his shoulder blade with his synthetic hand.  The movement had been totally instinctive and for a moment Trent winced.  He remembered the damage his artificial limbs had caused to his old friend Fedd, but this time the stunning strike did not break any bones and the Ensign simply toppled to the deck, at which point he dropped his knee in the middle of his back and briskly applied a set of restraints Crewman Cabrera had tossed him while he was himself cuffing one of the others. 

Rivard, at his end, had been quick at getting a hold of the station's executive officer and applied the cuffs upon him, but another member of the staff attempted to make a fight of it and caught the butt of the Theurgy man's rifle in the stomach.  And just as the French-Canadian guard was about to deliver a skull-crushing strike to the back of his opponent's neck, Trent called out a sharp bark, which ought to be startling enough considering his voice rarely rose over a near-whisper.  "RIVARD!"  Then, closer to his regular volume, he continued, his voice hopefully cutting through the ringing that would be echoing in the command crew's ears.  "No one else needs to get hurt today, not on my watch, understood?" 

"Aye Sir," grumbled the burly Security man even as Trent rose to his feet and headed towards the prone station commander and crouched next to her.  "Miss Ravenholm, release the Commander if you please.  I need you and Thea to restore the main computer, lock all terminals except over here for the time being.  But first, I want the commbadges of the depot's crew to have a receive-only link to Theurgy's comm system.  Let me know as soon as it's done.  There's been enough fighting for today and I want it over as soon as possible."

And only then did he turn his full attention to the fallen Lieutenant Commander.  "Miss Dewitt, I am brevet Commander Carrigan Trent, interim XO of the Theurgy."  Trent had chosen his words carefully.  The designation of a brevet rank was somewhat dated, but it accurately reflected that his promotion to that rank had been done internally within the Theurgy and had yet to be fully and officially ratified by Starfleet Command despite holding all the authority of that rank. 

"You computer is offline, you cannot destroy your stores, cannot call for help or have any chance to repel our boarders.  Despite what you may think or have been told, we have absolutely no interest in harming any of your people.  You've killed one of my pilots and while I have no idea how many of my boarders or your people have been hurt so far, I know that number's already too high for both our liking.  Please, Commander, as soon as we have the link established, instruct your people to stand down before the butcher's bill climbs any higher than it already has."

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

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[ Theurgy "Thea" NX-79854 | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ] Attn: All

When the staff in the command centre had been secured, Thea acted on Commander Trent's orders and walked over to the main console. She slung her rifle behind her back and tried to operate the console, but the computer core had been compromised in the battle, so the chirping denials she got merely confirmed what the screen said; System Malfunction. She heard Trent speaking with the base commander, and knew that something had to be done to re-establish communication with the present Starfleet personnel on the base - currently engaged in combat with the Theurgy's security teams in the nearly pitch-black base.

"Attempting to restart all systems with the auxiliary computer core," she said as her gloved fingers rapidly tapped the panel beneath her hands - the light from the progress cast against her body-suit in the dimly lit command centre. "Rebooting in three, two, one..."

The base went pitch-black, only the lights from the phaser rifles of the present security guards remaining. The humming of the base also went silent. Even the emergency lights went offline on the entire base... yet after only a couple of seconds, all the lights were restored - the sounds of the consoles powering up around them a digital chorus. "The base is now running on inferior computer processing power. Life-support, communications and environmental condition systems are online. Activation of too many secondary systems may result in power outage and overload - compromising the second core too. Calibration recommended before someone on the base manages to power down this facility permanently, and there is encryption in the way that prevents me from locking out all other terminals. There is no tertiary computer core available."

Having said this, Thea turned her head towards Ravenholm, nodding for her to step forth since she had superior experience in computer encryption and calibration. The cybernetically augmented human had managed to make a whole Akira-class ship run with a skeleton crew, so Thea was confident the specialist would be able to stabilise the base's computer integrity more swiftly than she could. Only then could they carry out the orders about a receive-only link to Thea's own comm system.

She glanced at the red-haired human and how she was recovering from the paralysing shocks that Ravenholm had given her. She sat against the bulkhead, hands twitching and breathing forced - trying to stretch her neck after the cramping seizures that had run through her body subsided. She looked undefeated at first, stoic, until the Commander spelled out her hopeless situation. The battle was lost, and it was time to own up to that fact. It looked difficult for her to swallow, but eventually, she replied to Trent with a hoarse throat.

"I will give the seize-fire... hoping that that you also speak on behalf of your Captain... and that my people will be spared by that monster as well..."

At that moment, ThanIda zh'Wann arrived, followed by Zaraq and Dyan Cardamone - only to find the command centre secured. The Andorian locked eyes with Commander Trent and inclined her head to her First Officer before turning on her heel. "Set up a perimeter down these corridors. Defend this area until hostilities have ceased. Move out!" having said this, she crouched down next to the entrance and checked her rifle - preparing to be the last line of defence until the base was secured.

OOC: If you guys want to write out some cool action in the fighting with base security, this is your chance before Jennifer call a seize-fire in my next post. IronFerrox will need to post with Ravenholm first, establishing the comm link etc.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #39 –
[ Selena Ravenholm | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ]

Selena nodded releasing the commander at her superior's order, immediately walking towards the computer systems interface where Thea now stood.  "Actually, we do have a tertiary computer you can use so we don't immediately overwhelm the auxiliary, just an unorthodox one.  I trust my body will be safe in your hands."  She said as she pulled the computer interface from her neck and took a seat before plugging in and placing her hands on the console beginning her work.  "I imagine much of this process will render me in an unconscious state." She said.  "I will be using my interface systems as a tertiary core and my brain as it's central processor allowing you to divide the stations systems as they are loaded between myself and the auxiliary computer.  You can then bring each system online one at a time without worry of overwhelming the auxiliary core.  It's not so much different from the methodology I used in attempting to reprogram you.  The key difference being that standard Federation AI do not resist being mind melded with. They lack the sense of having a self that can be lost."  She said pausing a moment.

"Intresting," she added, "the Opal's system architecture is much different from the Harbinger's.  So many closed doors and programming paths with dead ends.  I believe this is far more than just an every-day rearming station, much as I had suspected from their use of a cloaking device upon our arrival.  She smiled bit as information seemed to begin to stream over her visor.  "Thea, I have sectioned off all computer access to this single console and am beginning to bring systems on line.  Establishing direct neural link."

With that the cyborg seemed to fall to sleep at the console her eyes shutting and the computer console began to show a sequence of programs beginning to execute as she began to slowly and methodically bring the systems back online.


[ Miles "Iron-Fox" Renard |Wolf 01| Landing Bay on Black Opal ]
Miles nodded, "Wrong canid Husker, It's Fox." The Vulpinian corrected with a slight chuckle.  As he headed to the corridor, opposition shouldn't be encountered till we get near Cinn's position near the docks.  He said adjusting his rifle a bit to his own liking and syncing his helmets display settings with the weapon's aiming reticle pulling the rifle up and sweeping it side to side noticing how the crosshair displayed followed the aim of his weapon.

[Corridors Leading to Loading Docks]
It was mere minutes afterwards that the sounds of phaser fire was audible down the hallway.   Raising his weapon miles gave a slight signal with his hand to Husker who he had told to take a position a bit further back and to take aim at those on the left side of the corridor.  Husker knew that the signal miles gave meant the two should be opening fire together after a 5 second silent count.
Miles took aim at the back of the knees of one of the opposing officer's positioned to the group's rear and pulled the trigger sending a stunning bolt into their leg causing them to collapse to the ground before raising the weapon just a bit to catch another--who was beginning to turn around in surprise from the assault from their rear--in the upper thigh.

OOC: Okay yall have one or two rounds of posting before Selena begins to bring the systems online necessary to allow for the cease fire to be ordered. Lucan you will get last post before I post Selena getting the communications system part of the job done in that post just let me know OOC when the time is right for comm systems to open so cease fire can be ordered in your post afterwards.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #40 –
[ Commander Carrigan Trent | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ]

It had been as he was speaking to the depot's commanding officer that Deputy zh'Wann arrived with her own boarding party.  Despite the fact that Dewitt was the only crewmember present who was not in restraints, the presence of added personnel was more than a small relief for Trent.  It meant their position would be secure, at least for some time, while he'd have  chance to speak to her and they could reach acceptable terms of surrender, while both Thea and Ravenholm would be working to secure the station's computers and communication systems. 

The fact Dewitt referred to Ives as a monster did not surprise Trent.  After all, he had been on Sankolov's ship as his staff intelligence officer and he had been familiar with the reports that came in about Theurgy's actions.  However, there were always conflicting accounts available and always the information sent out for public consumption, either simply within Starfleet or to Federation media omitted the 'gentler' ones and made sure that only the alleged atrocities were broadcast.  And towards the end, even the terms 'alleged' and 'suspected' started to fall off and the propaganda against Theurgy and her crew was out in full force. And now that Sankolov and his fleet had to have recovered from his cyber-attack, Trent wondered what the official word about such a thing was...

However, at first he needed to make sure his terms would be accepted.  He did not rise from his crouch in front of Dewitt.  To stand would make him tower over her and it would not do well to help him change the image she had of the ship and crew that had taken over her facility.  "Commander, Captain Ives would not have let me beam here to secure your surrender unless I had his complete confidence.  So yes, I speak for him and whatever terms we reach will be fully honoured." 

"But first, I would like to set the record straight, at least as much as I can. I was Admiral Sankolov's staff intelligence officer until I defected to Captain Ives about a week ago.  I don't know exactly all the information that is in your hands right now but I have a pretty good idea of the kind of material you were fed via Starfleet channels and through whatever Federation broadcasts you get out here.  I could talk to you for a month, you'd have no reason to really believe me.  So instead, I would like to ask you to consider this."

"First of all, if Captain Ives was such a monster, why did we not simply hull your facility at multiple points and depressurize the whole of it?  Our gunnery took out your long-range communications capability and disabled your shields; save for one lucky shot all of your fire was ineffective, and when we took your computers offline, you were completely defenceless.  We had you completely at our mercy and we had complete space superiority.  It would have been easy to keep punching holes in your bulkheads until nearly everyone would have been killed by spacing and we could have done our resupply in EVA suits.  Instead, Captain Ives ordered a boarding action to secure the facility with a minimal number of fatalities, and even now we have medical and engineering teams on stand-by to look after your wounded and repairs.  Also, while you might not have noticed, I stopped one of my men from caving in one of your people's skull, right here on your command deck.  We have no intention to hurt any Starfleet personnel unless absolutely unavoidable."

Trent took a deep breath.  He had given a number of arguments speaking of Ives' good faith, so now it was time to deliver his terms of surrender.  "Commander Dewitt, you and your people did Starfleet credit with your defence of this facility, there's no arguing this.  And unlike Admiral Sankolov, Captain Ives is willing to offer terms of surrender that are in line with Starfleet regulations and Federation law."

There, it began.  Trent made a point to mention Sankolov's hail, if only to start another seed of doubt into the redhead's mind.  "Your people will disarm and be interned into your mess facility, where my security personnel will keep and eye on them.  Our medical teams will assist your chief medical officer in your sickbay to deal with your wounded with the same degree of care they would show our own.  We will deploy engineering teams to repair the damage our assault caused because leaving you crippled and unable to call for help or stand your ground this close to Romulan space would be unconscionable.  Our resupply parties will go through the supplies we know you have on hand to replenish our magazines, tools, spare parts, replicator tanks and fuel pods as well as grab anything we find that could be of use towards completing our mission.  All we are after is what is in your cargo bays, storeroom and resupply magazines; we have no intention of stripping this depot bare.  And once we'll have what we need, we will secure your command systems with a time lock, and leave.  None of your personnel will be harmed in any way unless they give our people cause and any deviation from Captain Ives' rules of engagement, which prohibit the use of deadly force against your personnel, will be fully investigated and if the user is found culpable, punished to the fullest extent of Federation law."

"And while the resupply is in progress, you and I will have a nice long chat, and in the end it'll be up to you to decide whether or not Captain Ives is a murdering maniac as you've been led to believe, if you will support our mission as best as you can, or simply settle for staying out of the way and try to survive the coming storm.  Or if you still believe that we are the Federation's enemy.  Whatever you choose to do in the end, that choice will be yours to make."

Then, he extended his good hand towards the defeated commanding officer, a gesture meant to be a bridge between the two of them and hopefully to seal an agreement of his terms.  "Do you accept my terms, Commander?"

Trent omitted to mention any 'or else' stipulation at all.  He knew he didn't need to.  Nor did he want to, for that matter.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #41 –
[Ensign Chris "Husker" Slayton/Wolf-04] Attention: Iron Fox & Security Team Alpha

Within the Corridors Leading to Loading Docks, Husker watched his squadron commander give the signal and then neatly take down two of the mixed element anti-boarding element that had the team from the Theurgy corralled when he noticed that one of the hositles had a bead drawn on his fellow pilot as Renard pulled back into cover at which point Husker's reflexes simply took over.

After taking a single deep breath and holding it, Husker snapped his rifle up and fired off two shots in a quick procession, catching Renard's would be sniper with two double taps to the right shoulder to knock his aim back before the second shot caught him center mass of the chest before he calmly switched over to his next target who was attempting to decide which was the bigger threat when he got a gut shot from Husker's weapon.

Husker then moved forward at what was once commonly known as a "Roadie Run" as he crouched into a full borne sprint to the next bit of cover, his suit's tactical sensor alerting him to a new threat as an ensign in tactical red was holding a compression phaser rifle less then two feet from his current location which Husker then quickly closed the distance, forcing the hostile's compression rifle aside with his own rifle before Husker palm striked the man, driving him back before Husker's sensors alerted him of a new threat of another man, this time from science, was about to fire on him only to get a shot from Husker's rifle instead before Husker turned and simply shot the one that he'd just palm striked in the chest.

Husker then tried to turn his weapon around to bring it in line with a new target when a Vulcan engineering officer grabbed the weapon and attempted to wrest it from him but the Vulcan was unprepared for Husker to release his grasp on the weapon willingly as he followed that up with a couple of snap kicks as he quickdrew his secondary phaser and shot the engineer square in the chest before ducking to avoid a couple of other shots from a female bolian medical officer, Husker grabbed up his rifle in the process and shot the woman with both weapons.

Once all of the immidate hostiles were down, Husker realized that he'd been holding his breath as he released it to do a once over of the room. "Area secured, Iron Fox. It is safe to move up." the young man from Asgard said in a tightly controlled voice as he looked around to ensure the security of the area. "Commander Winn, are you alright?"

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #42 –
[ Wenn Cinn | Alpha Squad | Black Opal Facility | Loading docks ]


After the fighting and as Cinn was called the door at the end of the long smooth corridor opened and Cinn stood there, rifle in hand as he looked to his reinforcements. "Everything is fine on our end, the Loading Docks are secured and fortified." He turned back to his team. "Half of you main here to hold this point, the other half come with me." He motioned and then walked forward to meet up with Wolf pilots that had come to his aid.

As he met up with the other people he spoke. "I need a status report. How have our teams advanced? Were we able to take their weapons cache yet? And have we been able to discern weather or not they have started the security protocols to detonate their weapons cache?" Cinn was intent on keeping things moving as his team formed up behind him and they prepared to mobilize to capture the weapons cache if needed. As soon as Cinn got the information he was going to make contact with the Theurgy and let them know the status of his team.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #43 –
[ Lieutenant Commander Jennifer Dewitt | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ] Attn: All

The effects of the damn weapon she had been shot with still lingered while Jennifer tried to take in everything that was happening around her, not to mention listening to the red-collared man that had introduced himself as brevet Commander Trent.

The two women - if they were even human - at the main console were bypassing the facility's systems and securing communications, preparing for the cease-fire to be called. Jennifer could but frown in consternation as the woman with short, dark hair seemingly fell asleep - standing and physically linked with the console through some dataport in her neck. The woman with the strange body-suit seemed to take it in stride, however, continuing to enter commands at an uncanny pace.

When Commander Trent told her that he had been a part of Sankolov's staff - the Admiral of the USS Archeron - her frown turned deeper, looking back to the man with the bionic arm. How could he have defected when the report said that the Theurgy and the Harbinger shut down the whole Task Force above orbit of Theta Eridani IV? Evidently, if she were to place any credence to the Commander's words about the event, the report had been incomplete. Then again, what as new? The finer details of events seldom made it to the written reports, and she was not sure she had the security clearance level to learn everything. What was in Trent's favour, however, was the truth about how the Theurgy had conducted its raid on her station - the Black Opal facility seized with minimum loss of lives. There might be any number of tactical advantages to not vent the entire depot, but it had been ineffective to go about it the way they had - damage aside from the computer core repairable. The core hadn't been targeted until she had issued Code Zero either, the destruction of the core a necessity she might have forced the Theurgy's Captain to order.

She was promised humane terms-of-surrender, and while it did not sit right with her, she recognised a single option scenario when she saw one. She had no alternatives, and her last resort was to accept the terms and hope for survival on behalf of her crew and herself. She did not know what the Commander wanted to talk about, but judging by the reports, she ought to consider herself lucky she was not going to meet Captain Ives in person. Either way, she could not fathom how she was supposed to recognise the treason of the Theurgy's captain and crew to have a just cause.

"I accept your dubious terms, traitor," she said quietly, teeth locked to keep her voice from shuddering in the aftershocks she suffered, "and I will give the cease-fire... hoping that you are a man of your word and that you hold up to promises made... because I have no other choice, do I?"

"The Black Opal's communication system has been restored in the manner you requested, Commander," said the one in the body-suit, having turned her head to look at the two people by the maintenance access panel. "The PA system can be accessed now."

Jennifer had not looked away from the Commander. The stare she gave him through the tresses of her red hair was her questioning whether he was a man of his word, or if he was forcing her hand in making her surrender. Whatever were the case, what he would do after she made the call to surrender would define his character. She hoped the look she gave him would haunt him to his grave if he ordered his officers to execute her personnel all over the base as soon as they lowered their weapons. After a couple of seconds, she got up on her feet - refusing any kind of assistance - and limped her way over to the main console. The one in the body-suit stepped aside, and Jennifer reached for the transmission command.

"This is Lieutenant Commander Dewitt. We have vested all our means towards the protection of this base, and you all did well... but I am now ordering an immediate cease-fire." The words were bitter in her mouth, the implication that she had just sentenced her personnel to their deaths making her shaking hands cold - only her voice remaining firm. "We might have every reason to doubt this particular besieging force based on what they have done up until this day, but I am convinced that our lives will be spared, and our freedom remain ours. Lay down your weapons now and surrender... for there is naught more we can do. You are all to report to the mess hall, where we will be treated fairly and receive medical attention... until they depart and let us resume our duties."

She suppressed the image of a firing squad, executing them all once they were gathered. She swallowed and prayed silently that there was more to this Captain Ives than they were told to expect, and that the Commander hadn't made her order her personnel to their deaths.

"Ours... have not been the brightest of times together, my command flawed by lassitude..." she said finally, feeling that she had to give them all the respect they deserved by telling the truth, and to ask their forgiveness - undeserving as she was. "Nonetheless, I hope you will forgive me, and that you will obey this order... That you put your faith in me... this one time at the very least. "

She was not a woman of faith, but she could not help but pray that god would have mercy on them all.


[ Lt. JG Evelyn "Ghost" Rawley | Wolf-09 ] Attn: All

Above the Black Opal, a procession of sorts was under way - the recovery shuttle returning to the Theurgy. The patrol route that had been set followed in the shuttle's wake, and Ghost could see Kestrel's Valkyrie being towed with the shuttle's tractor beam towards the aft of their base ship.

We were sixteen when we fled Earth, she thought as she watched the small white figure of the attack fighter from her cockpit, and she suspected that behind her, Goldeneyes and Morrigan were also looking at it - thinking about their own mortality just as much as she. It was not the first time they lost a member of the pack, and it was not going to be the last either, yet what hurt the most for Rawley was how many they had lost in such short order - the Lone Wolves Squadron decimated to a scarce number of eight pack members within a week's time. Now, they were only half as many as they'd once been, people on Covington's team lost as well, and the hangar was feeling more empty by the day.

During the memorial service, she had said her farewells to her brothers and sisters, one a brother-by-blood, and she knew that Kestrel would be just as missed as the others were. It just felt too surreal that she had died the way she had, and Rawley hoped that Maverick was going to handle it... for they could not afford loosing him as well due to the guilt he might hold himself to.

The signal came from the Black Opal that they had surrendered - the depot's resistance to an end. Sorely, Rawley tapped a screen, and keyed up the poem they couldn't read back at the memorial - the one Jaru Rel had recited the first month on the run, until he hadn't had the heart to continue doing so. The former Squadron Commander had lost four of them before Miles took his place, Iceman lost too. With regret for all that the Lone Wolves had been through, Rawley opened the squadron channel and closed her eyes for a moment.

"Wraith of white... you wander wild, you child of winter sky." Those words were the hardest, because they had come to confirm that they had lost someone. There were no life readings from the damaged fighter. Rawley continued, even as their patrol route weered away from the recovery shuttle, her tone quiet and full of bitter sorrow.

"Loping through... the cold hinterwood, it's secrets you've understood. Born to roam, long of fang, through glaciers... your voice once rang. Lonely in your lycan heart, you made the kill... your finest art. Guardian to your kind, your strength was ours, and ours were yours, for we were a single mind."

Rawley closed the channel for a moment, having to swallow before she could finish. The strength of the pack was in the wolf, and the strength of the wolf was in the pack. It just seemed theirs was not enough.

"We failed you, lost you to the distant shore... but know that you will roam with us... forevermore."


[ Captain Ives | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge | Deck 01 ] Attn: All

Back on the Theurgy, Thea had just informed the bridge crew that the base had surrendered, and that the disarmed personnel were being led to the mess hall.

"Thank you, Thea," said Captain Ives, the relief emphasising his voice once the report was finished. "Commander Trent, well done, and give my regards to the rest. Remain on the base until we are ready to depart. Requisition medical and engineering officers as required, the Theurgy will remain within Transporter distance. Green-light Covington and O'Connell to begin their operations, and keep us posted if anything changes. Theurgy, out."

Then, a hail came from the recovery shuttle that had been launched when the base went dark. It was approaching the Theurgy at a low velocity, towing the Valkyrie that had been set adrift at the onset of the battle. Jien gestured for the hail to be received on the intercom instead of the ear-piece Cameron wore at Mission-Ops.

[This is Shuttle Zero-Five. The Mk. III Valkyrie has been recovered, designation Wolf-Zero-Two. Pilot listed as Ensign Skye Carver, callsign Kestrel. No life-signs. Bringing her home. Medical has been advised and are standing by in the Fighter Assault Bay.]

The pang of hearing that it was Ensign Carver that had perished hit Jien hard, the rift between his brows deepening as he looked to the deck plates. Images of the woman that he had enjoyed Lohlunat with appeared before his eyes as he closed them, and he returned to the command chair to sit down. It took a couple of seconds before he answered the CONN Officer in the recovery shuttle.

"This is Captain Ives. Thank you for your report. Theurgy, out."

Yet as much regret that name might have caused Jien, and the loss of the woman affected him, it was nothing compared to what the news did to the young man at the Engineering station on the bridge...

OOC: Cue DocReno and Lin Kae, but everyone not on the Theurgy's bridge may post independently.

Poem: Adaptation of "White Wolf" by Soulsurvivor (C) 2014-2-16, rewritten 2015-6-12.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #44 –
[ Commander Carrigan Trent | Black Opal Facility | Command Centre ]

Trent might not have specialized as an interrogator or a specialist in handling sentient beings as intelligence assets but he could tell that what he'd said raised a number a questions within Dewitt.  That in itself was a good thing, because she was now forced to at least reconsider her current set of assumptions.  Oh, it did not mean she would change her mind but it was a good start.  It meant that at least he would have a chance to speak to her one on one and perhaps even get through to her.

And that was enough for him to overlook being called a traitor.  Especially since he would wager his very soul on the fact that by the information she had, he indeed was one.  But then again, being part of the one crew that knew the truth and fought to preserve it and bring it to light did tend to paint one in a rather negative light.  But at least, she accepted his terms of surrender.  He knew they were quite generous to begin with and well in line with Starfleet's regulations and ethics and Federation law.  But at least, Dewitt gave the order for her people to stand down, and no sooner had she done so that his combadge chirped and the Captain was heard. 

Tapping it in return, he spoke.  "Aye Captain," he first replied.  "Request you send over Doctor Duv and a casualty relief team with a security component directly into Black Opal's sickbay and ready to treat casualties.  Also, I need damage survey and control teams to put the station to rights.  Trent out." 

With this done, he tapped his combadge once more.  "Boarding party, this is Commander Trent in the command center.  Redeploy your people to secure Black Opal's crew in their messhall and have their casualties taken to their sickbay under guard.  Remember, they are Starfleet personnel who have given us an honourable surrender.  Treat them will all courtesy and use of force is now on a strict self-defence basis.  Use of deadly force is not authorized under any circumstances.  I say again, deadly force is not authorized.  Commander Wenn, get acknowledgement of new your new orders and rules of engagement from your team leaders and confirm receipt.  Trent out."

And then, he sent a third and final message.  "All transporter rooms, begin resupply operations.  Mister Covington, get your people aboard, out."

Now that these details were seen to, he turned his attention back to the Lieutenant Commander.  He knew what it was like to be in such an isolated post.  As a rule, they were never manned by the cream of the crop.  Hell, that was usually when they sent problem cases so they wouldn't be in the way of 'real' Starfleet operations in primary fixed facilities and on starships.  He himself had been a special case, having been sent to the edge of Ferengi space to refine his expertise with operational analysis and continue his research in sensor exploitation.  But he did have to deal with his fair share of shitheads. 

And he also knew what it was like to be soundly defeated and that was no easy thing to bear.  Even when you knew you'd been badly outmatched.  He still felt pangs of guilt and inadequacy even all these years after the Harrier had been demolished around his ears by a force of a half-dozen Jem'Hadar fighters. 

So now, he needed to talk with the station's commander privately, explain the facts she'd been denied and give her a very different version of events than she'd been fed.  "Commander Dewitt, may we speak in your Ready Room?"  As he'd been from the first he spoke to her, Trent was unfailingly polite.  Of course as the senior officer aboard, and the representative of the ship that had just gotten her to surrender.  But it never hurt to be civil. Especially when you had a reputation for savagery to shatter and a need to secure at least her attention long enough to get her the information she needed to make an informed decision.


[ CWO1 Covington | Transporter Room 1 and Black Opal Facility ]

When the word came to beam over, Covington tapped his combadge as he looked to O'Connell at the transporter controls.  "Resupply party, this is Covington.  Game on.  Let's get to work out there.  Remember to stay alert.  Time's a factor here, but let's get this done right, not just fast.  First chalk, let's get out there, second chalk two minutes follow two minutes behind.  Covington out." 

From his spot on the transporter pad, he gave the Chief Engineer a nod.  "All right, Billy my boy, you know where to drop us.  Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #45 –
[ MCPO William Robert O'Connell | Transporter Room One | Deck 05 | USS Theurgy  ]  

"Aye-Aye Mister Covington," Master Chief O'Connell replied.  "Transporting you to the proper coordinates now," he said as he hands glided over the console.  Up on the transporter pads, Covington and his party became a vanished in a shower of sparks.  The burly engineer tapped his combage to speak to the rest of his people he had assigned to the other transporter rooms.  "Okay people, keep it moving.  When you get a cargo transponder, beam it up the goods and get 'em off the transporter pads as quickly as possible.  Keep track of your scavenging team and go in the order we agreed on.   Let's make this happen people.  Time is latinium and every moment we spend here is a moment we risk having the sheriff and his posse get the drop on us.  Let's do this by the numbers and do our jobs."


[ Lt. jg. Tessa May Lance | Wolf-07 | Outer Space | | Outside the RNZ ] 

"We failed you, lost you to the distant shore... but know that you will roam with us... forevermore," Wolf-09's voice came over the squadron channel as she finished her eulogy.
 
After word came down that Black Opal had surrendered, Tessa made the mistake of letting her mind drift.  What had happened?  Why had they lost another sister?   And how were they going to get along without her?


[ Maya | USS Theurgy | Fighter Assault Bay | Deck 15 ] 

In the fighter hangar on deck fifteen, Doctor Maya awaited the return of the recovery shuttle to see what she could do for Ensign Skye Carver.  Although Maya's large hazel eyes revealed no tension, the eyes of the medical corpsmen who accompanied her were empty.  If Maya could do anything for Ensign Carver but pronounce her dead on arrival, it would be as miraculous as Commander Cinn coming back to life.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #46 –
[ Amelya Duv | Transporter Room One | Deck 05 ] attn: MCPO William O'Connell

After hearing that Trent had called for her to join him at the Opal facility, Amelya assembled her relief team and made her way to one of the transporter rooms in a hurry. She waited impatiently for a security team to show up to accompany here and she looked over at O'Connell waiting for him to finish dashing out his order "Chief, I need a quick site to site to Opal's Sickbay if you can spare it. Just my squad and a security detail. Can you make it work?" she asked as the first security officers rolled in and prepared themselves for their jobs.

Amelya looked over at security before shaking her head and dressing her own people "Alright guys, looks like we might be down there for a while. I want a quick triage of the casualties and basic pain meds for those who needs them. Injuries that are worse are placed separately so we can take a closer look at them and assess how to move further. Good luck everyone." she said and waited for O'Connell's green light to be beamed down.

[ Simon Tovarek | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge | Deck 01 ]

Looking up from his station Simon remained silent as he looked at the view screen. The arrival of the recovery shuttle a cold reminder that even this reasonably standard mission could go awry oh so fast. He shook the feeling off as he took another look at the scanners, double checking them as there were no abnormalities spotted on them. Only then did he rise his voice to the captain "Captain, with your permission I'd like to head down to the Opal base. Besides the weapon ammunition stored there, I might think that perhaps they have something else in store, science wise that is. I wouldn't be surprised if they were conducting research with prototype weaponry. So in that case I'd like to go down to investigate if you let me." he suggested.

After receiving permission to go, Simon removed himself from his station and made his way down to the transporter rooms. He didn't bother with any heave weapons on his way down to the Opal facility as he relied on just his phaser in case of any trouble. Seeing Duv with a security detail at the transporter room, he decided to join them on their way down. A small conversation between him and the doctor taking place while they awaited their site to site transport below.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #47 –

[Nathaniel "Maverick" Isley |wolf 05| Black Opal Facility | Engineering ] Attn: Security Team Charlie

Nathan finally arrived a little sore for ware at engineering his weapon armed for stun, as he arrived to assist those pinned down by Phaser fire. Nathan and wolf 06 arrived just in time to see the security team engaged in enemy fire, and Ryuan sprawled out along the ground. Nathan quickly ducked into action keeping himself low as he fired a quick and unfocused barrage of fire from his weapon, attempting to cover himself as he reached the mistress at arms.

Seeing that she was down and out, he placed a hand along her neck to check vitals, and then quickly grabbed her. The great thing about his vulcan physiology was that he was able to hoist the woman up with one arm, and slump her over his shoulder lifting her with little effort as 06 covered him from safety. Pulling her out of combat he radio'd the rest of the security team. "I have Ryuan she's stunned but alive."

Nathan and 06 were working on pulling back. He held the type three phaser in one arm and felt slightly like a hero from one of those old western holo novels. Busting into a room to save the attractive damsal. The moment he had the woman into cover he dropped her off and made sure that she was safe he gave her a small shake to try and wake her up. "How long is she going to be out for if she was stunned?"

wolf 06 gave a shrug as phaser fire rallied agianst the area where the three of them had taken cover on, and Nathan looked wary and unsure of what to do. His last command hadn't gone well and he had just killed a wolf... he was starting to second guess his every action even something so simple as laying covering fire seemed impossible at this point.

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #48 –
[ Miles "Iron-Fox" Renard |Black Opal Facility| Loading Docks]  Attn : Wenn Cinn, Husker, Maverick

"I need a status report. How have our teams advanced? Were we able to take their weapons cache yet? And have we been able to discern weather or not they have started the security protocols to detonate their weapons cache?"

"I sent Mav and 06 to reinforce Charlie team.  Beta seemed to be doing fine on the way to the command center.  Weapons cache detonation was prevented when Ghost and I took out the computer core when communications relayed that the Opal crew were attempting to implement a code zero scenario."  About that time Miles quickly belayed what he was going to report as he heard the distinct click of an intercom system switching on.

"This is Lieutenant Commander Dewitt. We have vested all our means towards the protection of this base, and you all did well... but I am now ordering an immediate cease-fire." The words were bitter in her mouth, the implication that she had just sentenced her personnel to their deaths making her shaking hands cold - only her voice remaining firm. "We might have every reason to doubt this particular besieging force based on what they have done up until this day, but I am convinced that our lives will be spared, and our freedom remain ours. Lay down your weapons now and surrender... for there is naught more we can do. You are all to report to the mess hall, where we will be treated fairly and receive medical attention... until they depart and let us resume our duties."

"Ours... have not been the brightest of times together, my command flawed by lassitude..." she said finally, feeling that she had to give them all the respect they deserved by telling the truth, and to ask their forgiveness - undeserving as she was. "Nonetheless, I hope you will forgive me, and that you will obey this order... That you put your faith in me... this one time at the very least. "

"Looks the command center is secure."  Miles said before opening his com system. "Fox to Mav, I just heard the surrender over the intercom;  things starting to quieten down in Engineering?"

[ Selena Ravenholm | Black Opal Facility | Command Center ]

The cyborg human came back to the world of the awake hearing the voice of the mission Commander.

"...stances.  I say again, deadly force is not authorized.  Commander Wenn, get acknowledgement of new your new orders and rules of engagement from your team leaders and confirm receipt.  Trent out."

She sighed a bit looking down at the console making sure that the backup computer systems were functioning correctly and smiled.  things would lag a bit and systems may take a few extra seconds to retrieve info until a new core could be installed but given the circumstances power was beginning to be restored to key areas and backup lighting was now beginning to activate where normal lighting wasn't available immediately.  Noticing the amount of high security locked off file systems in the bases systems she knew it was going to take more than herself and Thea working with a backup computer to make heads or tails of the systems for large scale resupply operations for a Starship Theurgy's size.

Looking through available systems she noticed among the few comm systems that were still active one of them was still functioning.  on the Theurgy the system was similar to the squadron control communications system used to coordinate between mission ops on the bridge and the Lone wolves during operations.  here it seemed to be a medium range space traffic control relay for workbee/shuttle operations.  Its maximum range was kind of small and the Theurgy was just outside of it but with a bit of tweaking to the power regulation systems and its transmissions were boosted to reach the Theurgy just fine.

Smirking she opened the channel. "Opal CentCom to Theurgy.  Seems like half the systems on this station aren't even accessible to the base commander from what I saw when bringing the com-reception systems online.  This place needs an active Captain's authorization codes just to tell me the contents of the weapons crates.  Obviously your codes won't work for obvious reasons. So I gotta bypass it somehow.  Requesting permission to falsify authorizations to facilitate restocking operations at the base's full capabilities."

Re: DAY 04: Weapon Storage Raid [0750 hrs.]

Reply #49 –
[Lieutenant Lin Kae | USS Theurgy | Main Bridge] Attn: All

As the information that the base had surrendered reached those on the bridge, Kae's right eyebrow started to twitch ever so slightly but still as suddenly as his mind finally allowed himself to realized what had happened.

Skye was dead.

The only person on the entire ship that he could actually goto like a family member was dead.

Shot out of space dead.

Dead like so many since everything had begun on this trip.

He thought back to all of the engineering chiefs that he had worked with and learned under in Nolak Kalmil, Nicole Howard, Alexander Rosek and Tatiana Marlowe and each one was lost one..after..the..other, leaving his department in shambles as they continued on their quest to "free the Federation"..

Then there was Soo Young Seung's death at the hands of one of her own fellow pilots during the attempted take over by Vassar's people. The events following their tryst had caused a lof questions for the young hybrid and he was looking forward to finding more about them as these feelings where different then those that he had for Niveh.

But he would never have the chance to be happy again as Oracle had been gunned down and now one of those very bastards from the Harbinger was now aboard the Theurgy and serving in the same squadron as his now late "Big Sister"...

Kae shook his head as a series of dark thoughts slowly started to creep into his mind. How did they know that it was one of her fellow Wolves that killed Soo and not the fucking fighter pilot that had joined from the Harbinger?!

Kae's hands clenched as he reviewed the tactical information as he started to quickly input a series of commands into his console, years of practice, training, and experience had given him an edge over several of the other officers on this ship as he quickly tied into the base's systems while bypassing the other Harbinger..

Kae gripped the left side of his head tightly as this thought quickly came crashing down on top of him in why was there so many of those fucking traitors on this *SHIP*?! Why and how would a select few be immune from that bastard and what he did to them...

As that thought quickly trailed into a moment of clarity as he broke through a seperate firewall and accessed the base's life support and other systems rather easily as he said in voice that both seemed older then his young features showed but also as dead and emotionless that would make a Vulcan cringe with the lack of substance.

"I'm sorry captain but the base is still not secured...not as long as there is still a killer there."

He then tapped out a series of commands.

Skye's killer would not be able to gloat and then everyone else who needed to pay would.
 
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