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"Tactical, assessment", Thelin said, his antennae twitching with anticipation. His blue eyes were unblinking, stuck on the sight of the derelict ship on the viewscreen.
"Standard Klingon hull configuration. Starfleet classification: D7", Satchel said.
"Deep-scan it, Mr. Archer", Thelin said, standing up from the command chair. He stepped closed to the viewscreen.
"It's inert, Sir", the science officer said after a few seconds, his eyes running up and down on his displays, "Suffered a catastrophic technical malfunction. No life-signs aboard, no power, no artificial gravity."
"As you pinksinks say, Jackpot!", Thelin whistled, "Chief Satchel, take the conn. I'll be leading a boarding party to the bridge. Like the good little scavengers we are, we'll find out the secrets of this ship and bring them back to Starfleet."
"Captain, permission to escort you to that ship", Satchel said, standing up from his station, "It's an enemy vessel we know nothing of. Who knows what could lay dormant there."
"Request noted and denied", Thelin retorted, but not without a smile, "Benjamin, if something bad would happen to us, I need you on the Ackerman to do everything within your power to get us back safely. Besides, I'd like to take Mr. Kolo for a little walk with me, to test his training. Please notify him and Lieutenant Commander Grishnak to join me in Transporter Room 3."
Thelin didn't even wait for his tactical officer's response, he was already in the turbolift. The capsule descended with him toward the transporter room. It took a few minutes, and as the doors slid open, he saw not only his boarding party, but all the cadets of the 101st standing on the corridor, accompanied by a rather annoyed chief engineer.
"What the hell is your major malfunction?!", Grishnak barked at the youngsters, "Are you deaf or only plain idiots? Didin't you hear the Captain was only asking for the Reptilian?"
Thelin could see Kolo's face twitch. The tall, broad shouldered Xindi-Reptilian was good at controlling his temper, but he took such a tone to the heart. Yes, there was some bad blood between his kind and the Tellarite's, but it was a thing of the past. Thelin didn't like Grishnak treating the cadet as an outsider, not one bit.
"Commanding officer on deck!", T'Lann shouted as seeon as she saw him. It made even Grishnak fall silent and do a ten-hut. It kmade the Andorian almost laugh out loud.
"At ease.", he said and turned to Grishnak, "Lieutenant Commander, I hope this was the final time I heard you speaking in such a tone with anyone serving aboard this ship."
"Sir, yes Sir!", the Tellarite yipped, her porcine eyes not meeting his.
"Then again, Lieutenant Commander Grishnak did ask a valid question", the Captain continued, "I did ask for her and Cadet Kolo only, yet I find the whole of the 101st here. Would anybody please elaborate?"
"Captain, I would like to volunteer for this mission", Meiwoo said, slurring the words as he spoke fast with excitement and something... something more Thelin could not immedietely understand.
"Cadet, while I admire your motivation, I need to ask you a question: Do you think your presence would contribute to this mission?
"Sir, out there is a D7 class battlecruiser", the Phlorean said, this time very slowly, "Early prototype, hull configuraton 4 or 5 of the original seven. Maximum speed: Warp 8.5, achieved by a boosted antimatter injection engine, P-9 on the prototypes, P-10 to P-11 on series variants. Armament: Two heavy disruptor cannons, two point-defense disruptor banks, one cluster-fire photon torpedo launcher. Defense: Omni-directional shield generation matrix, model KQ-17."
A stunned silence settled over the officers and cadets. Thelin's antennae stood upright.
"Cadet Meiwoo, if you'd ask anyone in Starfleet to whom to turn to when it comes to the D7, they'd all say, Captain Thelin", the Captain said, "Yet you possess knowledge on this ship that leaves me baffled and envious. Later on, when we'll be back safely on the Ackerman, you and I will have a talk, and I will be expecting nothing but the bare truth. Am I understood, cadet?"
It wasn't a threat, it wasn't even a real order, but it left Meiwoo speechless. He could only nod, and Thelin seemed to accept this.
"As for you lot...", he said, turning to the other cadets. Miorrin, his multi-lobed ears twitching, shrugged his shoulders.
"Sir, we only wanted to keep this crazy girl out of harm's way."
He turned to Xhoi, who seemed to be in an almost trance-like state. Her organic eye was wide, her cybernetic one kept shibting between different-colored lens. The click-click-click sound it made had Thelin's back tingle in an unpleasant way.
"Cadet Xhoi, care to explain your actions?", the Andorian finally said.
"Captain, I need to go over there", the cyborg said, with a zealous smile. Her optical implant finally settled on an eerie reddish color, which contrasted with her natural ebony skin and silvery-gres of her implants, "So many new tech. I need to see it. I need to intract with it."
Thelin never saw Human mating rituals, but was sure that the cyborg girl standing before him exhibited signs similar to those right now. It was odd, it was even creepy, her unnatural obsession with technology, the way she took away bits and pieces of herself to add new tech grafts to her body. Yet, she was Starfleet, and if Command decided to take her as cadet, he would not question their decision.
"Fine, you can come too", he said, "Mr. Kolo, keep your eyes on your friends."
"Aye-aye, Sir!", the Xindi said, his clawed fingers sliding over the handle of his sheated knife, "If I see a Klingon over there, he'll find himself on the sad end of the food chain."
"As for the rest of you", Thelin saod to the other cadets", "return to your stations. You can discuss the results of the mission yout your friends once we're back".
He led his away team toward the transporter room. T'Lann, Ellie and Miorrin left there, watching them with shock and awe.
"So what's it gonna be, girls?", the Tiburonian said after the away party disappeared into the shielded transporter room, "This cadet's ready to hit the rec deck."
"You do that", T'Lann said and as Mionnin left, she turned to Ellie, "I felt it too. Both are hiding something."
Ellie's fingers danced on her PADD, drawing symbols of delicate complexity. It took a few seconds for the device to comprehend them and provide a translation those wich a linear set of mind could understand.
"Pain. Pleasure. No difference after a certain point.", the mechanical voice said, "What they do is dangerous. What they hide is even more dangerous."
T'Lann looked at the silvery box in her comrade's hand, than back at Ellie's face. Her pale, thin face was almost stoic, yet her eyes told words not even the PADD's translation matrix could decode. It made the Vulcan tremble.

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"Tactical, assessment", Thelin said, his antennae twitching with anticipation. His blue eyes were unblinking, stuck on the sight of the derelict ship on the viewscreen.
"Standard Klingon hull configuration. Starfleet classification: D7", Satchel said.
"Deep-scan it, Mr. Archer", Thelin said, standing up from the command chair. He stepped closed to the viewscreen.
"It's inert, Sir", the science officer said after a few seconds, his eyes running up and down on his displays, "Suffered a catastrophic technical malfunction. No life-signs aboard, no power, no artificial gravity."
"As you pinksinks say, Jackpot!", Thelin whistled, "Chief Satchel, take the conn. I'll be leading a boarding party to the bridge. Like the good little scavengers we are, we'll find out the secrets of this ship and bring them back to Starfleet."
"Captain, permission to escort you to that ship", Satchel said, standing up from his station, "It's an enemy vessel we know nothing of. Who knows what could lay dormant there."
"Request noted and denied", Thelin retorted, but not without a smile, "Benjamin, if something bad would happen to us, I need you on the Ackerman to do everything within your power to get us back safely. Besides, I'd like to take Mr. Kolo for a little walk with me, to test his training. Please notify him and Lieutenant Commander Grishnak to join me in Transporter Room 3."
Thelin didn't even wait for his tactical officer's response, he was already in the turbolift. The capsule descended with him toward the transporter room. It took a few minutes, and as the doors slid open, he saw not only his boarding party, but all the cadets of the 101st standing on the corridor, accompanied by a rather annoyed chief engineer.
"What the hell is your major malfunction?!", Grishnak barked at the youngsters, "Are you deaf or only plain idiots? Didin't you hear the Captain was only asking for the Reptilian?"
Thelin could see Kolo's face twitch. The tall, broad shouldered Xindi-Reptilian was good at controlling his temper, but he took such a tone to the heart. Yes, there was some bad blood between his kind and the Tellarite's, but it was a thing of the past. Thelin didn't like Grishnak treating the cadet as an outsider, not one bit.
"Commanding officer on deck!", T'Lann shouted as seeon as she saw him. It made even Grishnak fall silent and do a ten-hut. It kmade the Andorian almost laugh out loud.
"At ease.", he said and turned to Grishnak, "Lieutenant Commander, I hope this was the final time I heard you speaking in such a tone with anyone serving aboard this ship."
"Sir, yes Sir!", the Tellarite yipped, her porcine eyes not meeting his.
"Then again, Lieutenant Commander Grishnak did ask a valid question", the Captain continued, "I did ask for her and Cadet Kolo only, yet I find the whole of the 101st here. Would anybody please elaborate?"
"Captain, I would like to volunteer for this mission", Meiwoo said, slurring the words as he spoke fast with excitement and something... something more Thelin could not immedietely understand.
"Cadet, while I admire your motivation, I need to ask you a question: Do you think your presence would contribute to this mission?
"Sir, out there is a D7 class battlecruiser", the Phlorean said, this time very slowly, "Early prototype, hull configuraton 4 or 5 of the original seven. Maximum speed: Warp 8.5, achieved by a boosted antimatter injection engine, P-9 on the prototypes, P-10 to P-11 on series variants. Armament: Two heavy disruptor cannons, two point-defense disruptor banks, one cluster-fire photon torpedo launcher. Defense: Omni-directional shield generation matrix, model KQ-17."
A stunned silence settled over the officers and cadets. Thelin's antennae stood upright.
"Cadet Meiwoo, if you'd ask anyone in Starfleet to whom to turn to when it comes to the D7, they'd all say, Captain Thelin", the Captain said, "Yet you possess knowledge on this ship that leaves me baffled and envious. Later on, when we'll be back safely on the Ackerman, you and I will have a talk, and I will be expecting nothing but the bare truth. Am I understood, cadet?"
It wasn't a threat, it wasn't even a real order, but it left Meiwoo speechless. He could only nod, and Thelin seemed to accept this.
"As for you lot...", he said, turning to the other cadets. Miorrin, his multi-lobed ears twitching, shrugged his shoulders.
"Sir, we only wanted to keep this crazy girl out of harm's way."
He turned to Xhoi, who seemed to be in an almost trance-like state. Her organic eye was wide, her cybernetic one kept shibting between different-colored lens. The click-click-click sound it made had Thelin's back tingle in an unpleasant way.
"Cadet Xhoi, care to explain your actions?", the Andorian finally said.
"Captain, I need to go over there", the cyborg said, with a zealous smile. Her optical implant finally settled on an eerie reddish color, which contrasted with her natural ebony skin and silvery-gres of her implants, "So many new tech. I need to see it. I need to intract with it."
Thelin never saw Human mating rituals, but was sure that the cyborg girl standing before him exhibited signs similar to those right now. It was odd, it was even creepy, her unnatural obsession with technology, the way she took away bits and pieces of herself to add new tech grafts to her body. Yet, she was Starfleet, and if Command decided to take her as cadet, he would not question their decision.
"Fine, you can come too", he said, "Mr. Kolo, keep your eyes on your friends."
"Aye-aye, Sir!", the Xindi said, his clawed fingers sliding over the handle of his sheated knife, "If I see a Klingon over there, he'll find himself on the sad end of the food chain."
"As for the rest of you", Thelin saod to the other cadets", "return to your stations. You can discuss the results of the mission yout your friends once we're back".
He led his away team toward the transporter room. T'Lann, Ellie and Miorrin left there, watching them with shock and awe.
"So what's it gonna be, girls?", the Tiburonian said after the away party disappeared into the shielded transporter room, "This cadet's ready to hit the rec deck."
"You do that", T'Lann said and as Mionnin left, she turned to Ellie, "I felt it too. Both are hiding something."
Ellie's fingers danced on her PADD, drawing symbols of delicate complexity. It took a few seconds for the device to comprehend them and provide a translation those wich a linear set of mind could understand.
"Pain. Pleasure. No difference after a certain point.", the mechanical voice said, "What they do is dangerous. What they hide is even more dangerous."
T'Lann looked at the silvery box in her comrade's hand, than back at Ellie's face. Her pale, thin face was almost stoic, yet her eyes told words not even the PADD's translation matrix could decode. It made the Vulcan tremble.

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