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This is a wiki page dedicated to the Joint-Post writing of Chapter One in Episode 02: Cosmic Imperative.

Writers will find the objective(s) they've opted to describe/document achieving on this page and will have until a set date to write In-Character segments. This set up will serve to increase the pace and alacrity at which this epic multi-vector episode is depicted.

Rules:
* The order of the slots has been inputted according to the [[Cosmic Imperative Calendar|Cosmic Imperative calendar]] of events.
* The chapter GM will "fluff" and weave the individual posts once all the objectives have been depicted.
* Write as much as you like and use as many NPC's as you like. Just remember that if you choose to kill off an NPC, the same rules apply here as in regular threads: get permission from GM first and, after the fact, update that NPC's wiki page to show the deceased.
* Once all the objectives have been written, the GM will alert chapter writers and they will then have the opportunity to look back through the objectives they did NOT write to and add in In-characters thoughts/responses to that objective if they feel so inspired
* Continual corrections and edits are encouraged to allow for a better flow.

Any continuity errors and discrepancies will be sorted out after the ending date and before the JP is posted in Chapter One, Episode 02. The GM will handle any latent formatting issues and conversion from wiki markup to forum BBC code before posting.

<h2>Escape [[Romulan]] Space Station</h2>
''Now that the triggers have been successfully scanned, this objective should depict the evacuation from the station back onto [[the Apache]] and/or any stolen vessel. Take creative license determining if you have any defectors with you, prisoners, stolen tech, fallen comrades, injuries, as well as the fate of the station itself. If you have questions or ideas you'd like to run by the GM, reach out via PM/DM.''

<h4>Writer Name (Dree)</h4> 

[Lt Reika Sh’laan | Maintenance Corridor | [[Romulan]] Space Station | [[Romulan]] Space] ATTN: @Stegro88, @Number6, @Ellen Fitz, @RyeTanker, @P.C. Haring, @Hans Applegate, @BipSpoon

As soon as Reika heard the words, she activated her comms.  “Triggers have been found.  Everyone, we’re evacuating now.  Let’s move!”

She moved to the hallway, supporting the rifle with both of her hands as best as she could. While the pain of her injury had been deadened, her arm was only functioning at 75% capacity.  As she peeked around the corner, she saw a [[Romulan]] holding a [[phaser]] rifle on a member of the Theurgy crew.  She didn’t hesitate. She simply shot the [[Romulan]] in the back - right between the shoulder blades.  “We’re heading out,” Reika called to the member of their crew and tipped her head toward the exit.  Reika had seen the crew member before, but she wasn’t sure of her name.

But as crewmembers headed for the doorway in which she stood, there was a crackle in her helmet followed by an unfamiliar voice.  “Lieutenants Ashby and Sh’laan.  This is Petty Officer 3rd class Kaudia Cheung.”  The woman rattled off a correct authentication code and stated that she was from [[Starfleet]] intel.  After more necessary background information, Reika heard what the woman had called to give them in the first place.  “I’m currently coordinating with my team to bring them to a shuttle bay twelve decks up from you to secure transportation for exflitration…Please advide on your intentions as my team has been ordered to join you for your return to Theurgy.”

Reika paused for a moment.  So this was how they were going to get off this [[Romulan]] monstrosity.  But twelve decks?  That was a lot and everything could go wrong between here and there.  But seeing as how they were dropped off, Reika knew that this was their best chance.  

“I copy you Cheung.  We’re going to meet you at the shuttle - assuming we can get there.”

To the rest of the group with her, Reika, turned to face the ones that she could.  “In order to get off the station, we need to head twelve decks above us.  [[Starfleet]] Intel is waiting to get us off.  Let’s see if we can find us the equivalent of a [[Romulan]] Jeffries tube and climb our way out.  Let’s move people!”

Something in her had switched back to her [[Tactical]] training.  She stepped outside of the doorway and pointed her rifle in the opposite direction of where the others were headed.  Once everyone was out of the room in which they found the triggers, Reika took off at a jog after them.  One by one, she saw the crew members disappear into what she could only assume was a Jeffires tube.  Bringing up the rear, slipped her rifle around to her back and ducked into the aperture.  Doing her best to hold on with one hand and wrench the door shut with her hurt arm, she winced.  With one more pull with bad arm, she was able to get the entrance closed.  

It was then that she looked up.  This ladder appeared never ending.  Checking out the deck number that was written on the inside of the door, she started up after the rest of the crew.  Right arm and foot, left arm and foot.  Right arm and foot, left arm and foot.  Over and over.  They were only six deck in and Reika found it hard to continue to push herself.  Whatever pain reliever Ashby had given her was beginning to wear off and the pain in her injured arm was growing by the moment.  The more the pain grew the less she was able to effectively use it.

She looked up again.  Everyone above her was still climbing.  She paused trying to catch her breath.  She groaned loudly as her injured arm loudly protested against further movement.  “Breath, Reika.  Just breathe.”  She did heed her own advice.  “Get off your ass, Lieutenant,” she told herself.  “You can do this.  You have to do this.”

But as her self-pep talk died on her lips, she heard the metalic clink of a hatch opening, and looking down, she saw a head of dark hair and angular eyelashes looking up at her.  “Shit,” she said as she saw someone climb into the ladder with them.  “Move it everyone.  We have visitors on our six.”  Sure they were a good six decks above them, but with Reika’s arm, this was going to be a race to the finish.  

She shouldn’t have found it amazing that she was now able to move better than she had before.  Nothing like you’re life being on the line to put some umph in your step.  Reika climbed - just one rung at a time, but each rung was one closer to her destination.  After another deck or two, she looked back down.  The Romulans were gaining on her.  She activated her comms.  But as soon as she did, she started back up the ladder.  “Cheung, the first of our people should be exiting a hatch near you shortly,”  Sh’laan paused her speech for several large gulps of air.  “We took a ladder up, but we have some Romulans hot on our tail.  I’m brining up the rear and my arm was injured, so be ready for a quick take off once we’re with you.”  Once again she drew breath quickly.  Two decks left to go.  She didn’t want to waste time looking down to see how close the Romulans were, she just climbed as quickly as she could.  When she was only one deck below where they were exiting the hatch, Reika’s bad arm gave out, but she caught herself with her good arm - well, it was her good arm before she wrenched it to catch herself from falling.

Her feet searched for a rung, and it was a good three seconds before she found her footing again.  As her feet tried to gain their footing again, her eyes glanced down.  “Damn!”  she said.  The Romulans were only about two decks below her.  As she placed her feet down and started up again, this time a shot hit the inside of the tube just to the right of her head.  “Oh, shit!”  She had no time for any injured arms - let alone two.  Pain was no longer a factor,  Just living was.  She was only several rungs below the opening.  Another shot missed her by inches.  By this time someone’s head emerged above her and offered her their hands to help hoist her up.  

It was a good thing they had because this time the rung on which her feet were planted had been hit and gave way, but by this time she was pulled through the opening.  Okafore had a tight hold on her.  Reika nodded her thanks at him.  It seemed on this mission they were both destined to save each other.  She had saved him on the infiltration and now, he saved her on the exfil.  Once he was sure she was on her feet, he slammed the hatch shut and wedged a piece of metal across the door.  If the Romulans got through, it would take them awhile.  

With Okafore helping her, they made their way to where Cheung was waiting for them.  Without a word, they - the last two of the group entered the shuttle.  Whoever was piloting wasted no time detaching the docking clamps and getting the group away from the station as quickly as possible.


<h2>Catalog/Compress/Share Thalaron Data back to the Helmet</h2>
''While onboard either [[the Apache]] or a stolen vessel, detail the process of working through the encryptions and safeties surrounding the data on the triggers before showcasing the efforts taken to relay that information on to the Helmet (long-range at this point so may have to have a time jump in the post). Will need to coordinate with the Oneida NPC's, who won’t be returning for the battle, for info from Bak’u Rings. Again, creative build-up of in-game [[canon]] is always encouraged and welcomed, and if you have questions or ideas you'd like to run by the GM, reach out via PM/DM.''

<h4>Writer Name (replace with writer's name)</h4> 
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WRITE POST HERE FROM YOUR CHARACTER'S POV ONLY AND UTILIZING NPCS

<h2>Travel back to Helmet dealing with unfriendlies</h2>
''There is no feasible way that our characters are going to go from wrecking a super secret [[Romulan]] research and development station to traveling back to the Triangle without some unfriendlies on their tails. These unfriendlies can come from the station itself, from nearby patrols, or even from Romulus. They can be whatever class fighters/ships you'd like, and as with all the objectives, wreck and maim and kill as you see fit. Just give a heads-up to the GM and update the wiki pages accordingly.'' 

<h4>Writer Name (replace with writer's name)</h4> 
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<h2>Arrive at Triangle in time for epic battle</h2>
''After a harrowing journey with unfriendlies on tail, this objective can be perfect for recapping all the losses, personal or professional, as well as all the gains made in the duration of the chapter. Details on damages, injuries, fallen comrades, as well as new hopes/fears, are also good for this objective. Approach it as you like, just end the objective with the chapter characters arriving at the Triangle and alerting those on the Helmet of their arrival.'' 

<h4>Writer Name (replace with writer's name)</h4> 
[Regular Character Tag | Location Detail | Location Detail] ATTN: tag all chapter one writers<br>

WRITE POST HERE FROM YOUR CHARACTER'S POV ONLY AND UTILIZING NPCS