Saturday, June 5, 2010

The Great Tribble Hunt

CAPTAIN'S LOG:  STARDATE 87824.79

We have completed taking on supplies at Asteroid Station K-5562-Beta and are making preparations to get underway to the Minos Corva system to check on a Xenobiologist whose research station has gone emissions quiet three days ago.  Our orders are to reestablish contact with a Doctor Cyrano Jones.



CAPTAIN'S LOG:  SUPPLEMENTAL

We have arrived in the Minos Corva system and have established a geosynchronous orbit above Dr. Jones' research station.  The station fails to answer our repeated hails; despite Ens. Asiro's report that their communication equipment is undamaged.  My Science Chief reports numerous life signs in the vicinity of the base; so dense in fact are the readings that it is impossible to isolate Dr. Jones's biosign or even to establish more specific data.  I have assigned Dr. Movaak, 010 and 101, Nox, and T'ien to the away team.






Dr. Movaak:  "You are KIDDING me!  Like this mission couldn't get any worse!"

Captain Croft:  ::smiling:::  "Well, I think we've found the source of the tribble, err, I mean trouble with the biosign readings."

::Shakes an amorous tribble off his foot::  "I take it you're not a fan of polygeminus grex, Dr. Movaak?"

Dr. Movaak:  "Yeah, because this scowl on my face means I love the filthy freeloading vermin.  If you weren't my Commanding Officer, I'd say your stupidity is only matched by your ugliness....if you weren't my Captain, of course."

::Captain Croft looks amused by the Tellarite's candor::  "Noted Doctor.  Now, given we know why our biosensors are being overwhelmed, try accessing the tribble genome from The Psyche's library computer and reconfigure your tricorder to filter out their readings."

Dr. Movaak:  "Aye Sir."

::Commander Nox returns from his recon looking serious::

Captain Croft:  "Report Commander."

Nox:  "Captain, I think I have found the main research lab, but we have company, and they like Tribbles even less than Doctor Movaak."

Nox and Captain Croft (in unison):  "Klingons."



010 and 101:  "Captain, the lab door is..."
010:  ".....blocked by...."
101:  "Tribbles.  It will take approximately...."
010:  "6 minutes 14 seconds to...."
101:  "Clear the blockage."

Captain Croft:  ::sigh::  "Best get started then, and keep an eye out for our Klingon friends."

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"STAND ASIDE YOU HONORLESS  petaQ!!!  WE WILL CLEAR THIS INFESTATION AND KILL YOU FOR HARBORING A MORTAL ENEMY OF THE KLINGON EMPIRE!"



Captain Croft:  "Ugh!" ::Personal shield flares wildly::



CAPTAIN'S LOG:  SUPPLEMENTAL

We have found Doctor Cyrano Jones safe and dispatched the Klingon aggressors.  Dr. Movaak reports I will make a full recovery from my bat'leth injuries; though my ribs seem to disagree.  Dr. Jones has been involved in a recovery effort and breeding program for the endangered tribble species and was preparing to resettle the colony he has established on the second moon of this planet.  010 and 101 will coordinate with Lt. Asiro to interface transporter enhancers with The Psyche's transporter system and relay the tribble colony signals to the transporter buoy Dr. Jones has established between the two coordinates.  We are in the process of setting up the transporter enhancers, and guarding them from further Klingon incursions.

Doctor Movaak:  "Captain, we will need to complete this ridiculous task quickly.  According to my calculations, there are currently one million, seven hundred seventy one thousand, five hundred sixty one of these filthy creatures to be transported.  Given their rate of reproduction, The Psyche's transporter will be unable to handle the load in 12 minutes."



Ens. Asiro:  "Serenity to Captain Croft."

Croft:  "Croft here, go ahead Ensign."

Ens. Asiro:  "Captain, transport complete, but the Captain of Deep Space Nine reports a squadron of Klingon warships led by the IKS Kang will arrive in this system shortly.  He is preparing The Defiant to assist us, but has ordered us to hold the system until his arrival."

Captain Croft:  "Understood Ensign.  Six to beam up."





Cmdr. Nox:  "Captain, forward phasers and torpedo bays inoperative."

Lt. T'ien:  "Intruder alert Captain.  Klingon boarding parties on decks two and eight."

Ensign Asiro:  "Shields down to 20%!"

Captain Croft:  "T'ien get your security teams down there and isolate both decks with force fields.  Mr. Asiro, begin rotating shield nutonals and transfer power from the forward weapons array to the shields.  Helm, hard about!"

Commander Kaa:  "Sir, I believe I can readjust the aft sensor array to emit a polaron beam.  If I can find the correct frequency, it might weaken the Kang's Shields long enough for us to disable them."

Captain Croft:  "Do it!"

Helm Officer Ensign Ooani:  "Sir!  IT'S THE DEFIANT!"



"Captain Croft to Defiant. See you back at Quark's Bar Captain. Drinks are on me. Psyche out."



CAPTAIN'S LOG:  SUPPLEMENTAL

With the timely intervention of the USS Defiant, we have successfully driven off the IKS Kang and preserved the colony of tribbles; as well as Dr. Jones' research.  As soon as minor repairs are complete, we will return to Deep Space Nine for debriefing and our next assignement.


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Commander Nox:  "Captain, Doctor Jones is hailing us from the research station."

Captain Croft:  "On screen."

Dr. Cyrano Jones:  "Captain, before you leave the system, I need to see you back at the research station at once...."



Dr. Jones:  ".....it looks like we missed a tribble Captain.  No one in your crew would be interested in adopting a tribble or two, or, err, a hundred, would they?"

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