LT.T'Mihn -Tag and Bag- TAGS:Avery/Herrera/Pavlova)

[A. Cuoco]

((USS Vigilant, Deck 1: Dorsal Bridge))

::T'Mihn's eyes widened in surprise, as her jaw dropped just a little when she saw the Andorian go up like the fireworks at a Terran festival. She didn't think Irina damaged it that badly.  The Andorian Imperial. Guard  made good vessels. Something about that explosion seemed wrong.::

Herrera: What the... I didn't see any more weapons fire...

:: T'Mihn agreed with her Captain.   A couple of theories rattled through her mind.  One, a self destruct sequence, or two,a malfunction with the cloak.  The  first theory  didn't seem something that fit the Andorian mind set of family, honor and wholeness.   To just kill oneself meant destroying the keth and  familial bond. No other didn't fit.  The second made more logical sense.  A new technology malfunctioning in a vessel it wouldn't normally work in. Whether on purpose or accidental, she needed to examine what was left.:: .

Avery: Confirmed Captain ... I didn't detect a weapons discharge corresponding with the explosion ...

Pavlova: It wasn’t me.

::She heard the shock, surprise and remorse on the Russian's voice.  She didn't intend to destroy it.:: 

Herrera:  I know, Irina. It looks more like they self-destructed.

:The Captain thought of self destruct as well, but T'Mihn still held to her second theory of technical incompatibility between Andorian and Klingon technology.::

Herrera: Status of the other two ships?

Pavlova: They are coming around for another pass, both ships fully shielded and undamaged.

Herrera: And status of our own ships?

Avery: Sir, the Ventral section is showing major fluctuations in their primary and auxilliery power grids ... it also appears their shields are in the lowest quartile and beginning to fail.

T'Mihn: We could redock and envelope them.

::A quiet rustle of fabric from the Captain's direction as he shifted.::

Herrera: Helm, assume a parallel course to the Ventral section. Avery, if we docked with them, what effect would it have on the shield grid? Can we compensate for their lack of power?

::T'Mihn and Ensign Avery were going to do all they could to make sure the ventral section of the ship had the shields they needed.::

Avery: We won't be able to do anything about their damaged emitters ... but we can funnel power into the functioning ones.  We can also expand the range of own emitters slightly to compensate.  All in all, it would be extremely beneficial for them at this point.  It will put an increased strain on our own systems, but I believe if we draw some of the auxilliary power it should be fine.

Herrera: It sounds to me like it's worth a shot.

:Avery was right, the emitters were a loss and would need repair.   She ran figures to see how to reduce the strain on their own systems while augmenting the ventral section.  Then she realised once the

T'Mihn: I'll work through the system to see where we can squeeze power to help.

Pavlova:  Second cruiser is coming around, weapons charged.

Avery: Captain! 

::Something had Ensign Avery excited; it seemed important enough to be dealt with immediately. T'Mihn turned her head to listen.  She liked how this Captain actually listened to others' input, and that he actively brainstormed with them.::

Herrera: What is it?

Avery:  Sir, following the explosion of the first cruiser I detected something strange in my sweep of the debris ... but I just now placed what it was.  The tetryons were far too densely packed.

Herrera: Tetryons? That's somehow significant?

T'Mihn: ::nodding.::  Yes, it is Sir.. Fortunately, few species use this in cloaking technology.

::She noticed the Captain's grateful nod. Although she wanted to be more specific but there wasn't time for it. Although the resident engineer provided a concise explanation.::

Avery: The tetryon compositor which makes it possible for vessels to cloak rearranges the sub-atomic particles... Anyway, long story short, Romulan compositors create a relatively loose Tetryon field.  The particles I detected following that explosion were very dense.

Herrera: So it's not a Romulan cloak...

::T'Mihn shook her head "no".as the Ensign continued while the Vulcan worked through the energy allocation programming.::

Avery: Sir ... those cloaking devices ... they're almost certainly Klingon.

::From the Captain's expression, she could tell this possibly a political nightmare.   She wondered what this crew encountered before she arrived mere hours before.::

Herrera: Almost certainly?

T'Mihn: The tetryon density does match Klingon cloaking technology.  But they generally do not share.

::Klingons would never share with their traditional enemy.  For that to happened it had to have been a fringe group or someone had stolen Klingon technology.  Either of those was bad.::

Pavlova: Heavy damage to Andorian’s port side, but second ship is coming in.

Herrera: Lay down cover fire. See if you can draw their attention away from the ventral section.

::The political discussion was still raging on, too.::

T'Mihn: It is purely conjecture, but it is  possible these  Andorians are fringe  group working outside the Andorian Military? The Klingon High command won't officially  sell their technology, but maybe small house wanting to make a name for themselves would. There has been unrest in Klingon Empire.

::That unrest wasn't going away.   The House of Duras wanted one their own in the Chancellor's seat.  It wasn't going to be done by fair vote, no one in the empire saw they had no honor, so House of Duras sought other means.   Subterfuge, and force.  If they succeeded, relations with the Federation would degrade rapidly.::

Herrera: You could be right, T'Mihn. That sounds likely, but we can't know for sure until we do some more investigating. I'll be passing this further up the chain, for sure, and I have a feeling Admiral Jaxx's voice will be heard on this too.::

Avery: Response

Pavlova: Incoming transmission from the Romulan station.

::With the communications beacon down, Diego was a little surprised to hear that. Maybe the interference was starting to subside for some reason?::

Herrera: On speakers. =/\= Research station, this is the Vigilant. =/\=

To'Rul: =/\= Captain, requesting permission to evacuate our wounded to your ship.  The station is on self destruct mode. =/\=

::Self destruct mode? Oh no.  Major malfunction or boarding party?: She redoubled her efforts on how to transport the population.::

Herrera: =/\= Acknowledged, Senator. Forward us the co-ordinates of your muster points and we'll do everything we can. =/\=

Rulak: =/\=Senator, if I could…=/\=

To'Rul: =/\= Station out. =/\=

::Internal communication break down. That Senator was taking overview.  What would a Senator know about war?::

Pavlova: I’ll have to drop shields to get them.

::If they needed to do that then they'd just have to get creative again. There were people who needed to be rescued.::

T'Mihn: I can work the transporter. I have been thinking how to extract the most in one go the fastest.

Avery: I can align the biometric sensors with transporter control ... it should make it easier to lock on to the Romulan lifesigns.

::She gave Avery a nod and a genuine grin.  They were on the same wave length.  Tis could actually work .::

Herrera: Great. Make it happen.

T'Mihn: We can send the transporter beam along the tachyon beam. It should cut down on interference. If I can tie all the transporters on this ship portion to one set of controls it can cut down on error.

Avery: Sensors are aligned and deflector control is now tied into transporter control. If I can do anything else to help, say the word.

T'Mihn:  Excellent, I think this will really work.


Herrera: Let's dock with the ventral section, then I want you to reroute power from the ventral shield to the dorsal shields. Helm, keep or back to the Andorians and our belly to the station.

Avery: Response

Pavlova: Response

T'Mihn: Either way, Sir. I'm going to pull as many out as possible.

::She saw there was no room for error.  The window was small.::

Herrera: Once we've docked with the ventral section, beam them to cargo bay 2 and have security and medical details meet them there.

T'Mihn: Understood.  ::looking at the console.:: The interference is abating, sir.

::That just raised the odds of success. She didn't allow herself to become too enthusiastic about other because things changed in seconds out here.::

Pavlova: Security dispatched.  Ventral section in position, channel open

Herrera: On screen.

::The ventral bridge looked a little beaten up, as did Udas, who was at the helm.::

Herrera: =/\= Gentlemen, how's everything holding together? =/\=

Jaxx/Eerie/Udas: =/\= Response =/\=

::There wasn't a huge amount of time for talking, so Diego got cracking with issuing orders.::

Herrera: =/\= We're about to start evacuating Romulans from the station. They just engaged their self destruct over there and I assume they've been boarded. I want to reconnect the dorsal and ventral sections. Udas, are you up to it? =/\=

Udas: =/\= Response =/\=

::Udas looked a little banged up but still chipper.  How does he do it?::

Eerie/Jaxx: =/\= Response =/\=

Herrera: =/\= We need to start the docking process right now. We're matching your course and speed. As soon as you're done, head up to the main bridge. =/\=

Eerie/Jaxx/Udas: =/\= Response =/\=

::The comm closed. The computer would assist them with the docking process; each section of the ship was fitted with microtractors that would assist with getting the ship sections perfectly aligned. Doing it manually would have been a nightmare.::

Rulak:=/\= Commander Rulak to Federation starship Vigilant. =/\=

::Not only was the interference greatly diminished, but people were certainly taking advantage of the renewed ability to communicate. If Rulak was contacting the ship then it had to be important.::

Herrera: =/\= This is Fleet Captain Herrera. Go ahead, Rulak. =/\=

Rulak: =/\=Stand by, Captain. =/\=

::The commander was understandably busy, trying to stay alive no doubt. T'Mihn  felt a jarring sensation and another dull metallic clunk rang through the deckplates.  Vigilant made some sounds only she could hear. Whirring, clamps and hissing hydrolics.::

Avery: Response

Herrera: Alright, reroute power to the dorsal shields. Helm, keep our belly to the station. T'Mihn, stand by transporters.

Avery: Response

T'Mihn: On other.

::Commander Rulak's voice came back onto the comm while the officers were preparing the evacuation.::

Rulak=/\= Please beam aboard a small token of appreciation from me. It is quite old, but I don’t need it any more. =/\=

::Eehh?  What?  Wasn't Rulak coming aboard?::

Herrera: Oot, take care of it.

::The Ensign at mission ops nodded and turned back to his console to execute his orders.::

Oot: It looks like it's a bottle of Romulan ale, Sir.

::T'Mihn's eyebrow went up when she saw the bottle.   She understood the significance of it.  He was making peace with something in his life. .::

Herrera: =/\= Thank you, Commander. We'll hold off the Andorians for as long as we can, but you should get yourself out of here. =/\=

Rulak: =/\=Thank you Captain for everything. My report will reflect your service, to the Romulan empire. if anyone cares to read it. =/\=

::He wasn't coming.  Why?::::

Herrera: =/\= Jolan tru, Commander. Herrera out. =/\=


Herrera: Irina, keep up the barrage. Let's make those ships think twice about coming too close.

Pavlova: Captain, torpedoes almost depleted, can’t keep this up much longer.

Herrera: Avery, T'Mihn, let's get this evacuation underway, shall we? Helm, keep a close eye on the station's power core. The minute it looks like it's going to go critical, get us away from it.

T'Mihn: oOTagging one hundred moving, panicky targets is not easy.Oo

::Nodding, the scientist set to work on the transporter controls that were transferred to the bridge.  Rh'hannsu life signs glittered all over the board.. many if not all were in motion.  The still onesweren't alive.  She caught one that didn't quite look like a Romulan. She tagged it. ::

Avery: Response

T'Mihn: I have the station's crew targeted . They are in motion,it will be tricky to get them. Ensign Avery, could you expand the confinement beam just a bit, please.  

T'Mihn: Thanks.

Avery/Herrera: Response

Pavlova: Second Andorian ship disabled, and we’re all out of torpedoes.  Recommend we beam as many Andorians aboard as possible before they destruct this one as well.

::Targets all tagged, now it was time to "bag "them.::

T'Mihn: Lieutenant Commander Pavlova, drop shields. Now!  Energizing.

Avery /Pavlova /Herrera: Response

::Slender fingers danced across the board,landing on he triple slider activating the transporter. Vigilant bucked and jerked making the task harder.::

T'Mihn: oO I hope this works. Oo

::Hope was illogical, it was down to skill.::

::Icons winked off the board by the dozens.  She had to reintegrate and transport in microsecond states else the buffer would over load.::

T'Mihn: Hhsss.  :: quiet mutter::  C'Mon,stay still.  

Avery /Pavlova /Herrera: Response

T'Mihn: Half of of them are aboard, I need another ten seconds.

T'Mihn: oO Kindly keep the ship still please. Oo

Avery /Pavlova /Herrera: Response

::Vigilant was not cooperating.::

T'Mihn: I have them all. Dispatching to medical to cargo bay two.

Avery/Herrera /Pavlova: Response

T'Mihn: Thank you Ensign Avery.  I could not have done this alone.

Avery /Herrera /Pavlova: Response


TAG/TBC


LT. T'Mihn Ah'mihghan
Star Fleet 118th Fleet,
Zeta Gelis Region
USS Vigilant  NCC-75515-A