Away Team One: Back to the past

Posted on Fri Jan 21st, 2022 @ 10:38am by Commander Sthilg & Captain Gary Taylor & Lieutenant Colonel Azhul Naxea & Lieutenant Commander Rin & Lieutenant JG Miraj Derani & Legate Imik S'Niohun [Lia Taylor] & Staff Sergeant Liam "Swede" Reece [Reece]

Mission: Season 5: Episode 3: CAPETOWN
5464 words - 10.9 OF Standard Post Measure

***PREVIOUSLY
Gary came up beside her, "Time gate." He muttered then turned to Naxea, "What's the status of the gate as well as Sthilg and Derani? Are they alright?"

"I'm guessing those didn't come standard."

Sthilg's head emerged again. " It'sss sssafe to travle through sssir." he said to Gary. ***

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Sthilg hand caught Miraj as she sped through the portal. The device clearly kept people accelerating as they did. " Welcome to the passst Miraj. " Sthilg said as he placed her down on the floor. There was no ring from which they had emerged only a purple slit that seemed to be slowly spinning. Looking at his friend the gorn chuckled slightly.

Her spacesuit and uniform had changed to match the current fleet regulations. The suit being unchanged since the days of Archer yet the uniform was the grey jumpsuit with department patches.

"Woah!" Miraj looked down. Even her rocket boots had changed to a model that belonged in a museum.

Imik had noticed Miraj disappear and closed on the place, stepping through her shock was made more so when she noticed her uniform. She now wore a bikini top which barely held her ample breasts, and a skirt which covered absolutely nothing. Her lower parts covered only by what could be described as a towel. This was the clothing of her ancestors, clothing which had kept Ojnas females in servitude and sexual playthings of the dominant male Ojnas. Their society had broken down at this time due to defeat and hardship caused by the loss of their homeworlds, it had taken many years to once again to be free as a female.

Freya followed Imik through, appearing on the other side she too found her uniform changed to that of the era they now stood in. “Okay...this was unexpected.”

Sthilg attention was immediately drawn to Imik. His wife having been Orion what she was wearing would have been considered normal among his wife green-skinned people. " That'sss ssstrange. There were no replicatorsss back here ssso." He said looking around the boxes until he found one with a tag UNI. Opening it up he pulled out a few of the jumpsuit uniforms. " Here we go my dear thisss ssshould fit." he said handing it to the Ojnas.

Imik bowed but said nothing as she took the clothes offered to her, she would have to do some amending to the bipedal lower halves of the jumpsuits. She knew in this time her female ancestors carried sewing equipment hidden with in their skirt waistbands, this was because of them being ripped from them by the male Ojnas. She walked to a corner and checking the length she removed a top from a jumpsuit, then she noticed a what appeared to be a cloth of some kind which when held against her reached her feet. she now married the two and with an overlap on the lower cloth she felt more at ease but still not fully happy with the situation.

Appearing in the cargo bay, Naxea noticed her suit had changed to a much more antiquated one that she had only seen in museums. "What the hell are you thinking, Sthilg? Why are we here in the past when half of us are members of species that have yet to have made first contact with the Federation."

Rin had stepped though just after Naxea. "And I'm not at all sure we're in our past. This may be an alternate timeline. Some of the data in the computer core post-dates the crash. There's references to an upgrade the Capetown never had. But you're right in that it does complicate things. It will be difficult to move around the ship without drawing attention, particularly Sthilg. So I suggest while this cargo bay is empty we go about trying to fix this."

She looks down at her now antiquated uniform. "This universe has already made some adaption for our presence. It's possible the people here won't find anything off-putting about our appearance."

" I have a theory my dear." Sthilg said as he helped a few of his crew to their feet. "I believe we've ssstumbled into a time paradox."

“A time paradox?” Freya looked at Sthilg curiously. “So when, or where, are we?”

"Two hundred yearsss ago are time on the Capetown. A day before it crassshesss into my world carrying the virusss that will end mossst of the world. " He said gesturing to the digital clock above the cargo hold's entrance. "That'sss why the virusss wasssn't found by my people. It didn't occur naturally. "

"Sthilg," Naxea said as she stepped towards her friend. "We're just here to shut down the time portal." She hoped he wasn't getting any ideas about trying to change what happened.

Freya took note of Naxea’s chain of thought. “We can’t change anything Doctor, you know that. If we do it would change everything, and you wouldn’t want to lose your daughter and grandchildren.”

Imik moved forwards towards the Gorn, "Doctor, if this virus did not occur naturally. Then who or what produced it?" She turned to Naxea, "Colonel that presence I felt earlier is approaching us, could it have created this virus to lure us here?"

" My freindsss you have no idea how hard it isss to not want to bring thisss ssship out of warp." The old doctor replied clenching his fists before letting out a breath relaised it. " But your right. Conne and N’Vear needsss their bedtime ssstory and i'm not going to risssk them. No matter how much it hurtsss."

Turning to Imik the gorn started to explain. Doing his best to bury the pain within his soul. " I don't think it ever had an origin my dear. It's ssstuck in a loop. The ssship bringsss it to my planet where it wipesss out the colonissstsss and crew sssurvivouvursss. It then liesss dormant until the portal opensss and it all beginsss again. "

"Legate Imik, if that source is closing in on us, then we should take up defensive positions throughout the cargo bay to see who or what it is," Naxea suggested.

Looking around the cargo bay, Imik glanced back to the gorn. "We may not change the past, but could we not trap this virus and this past by using a nutronic warhead? If my memory is correct, nutronic explosives were used at this time. Could not one be made ready to explode once we have returned to our own time?" She now turned to Naxea, "Perhaps Colonel we can kill two birds with one stone, as you Humans say. If we can arm a nutronic warhead quickly, with luck and skill we will not be here when that presence arrives and the warhead will solve our problem".

Naxea raised an eyebrow at Imik. "Humans say that, yes, but last I checked, I am Bajoran...unless I was changed."

" Without the virusss I never leave home to become a traveling doctor. Besidesss an explosion that big could blow up the ssship." Sthilg said as he leaned up against a wall. He didn't notice his hand seemingly vanishing into the wall. Only when his hand touched something did he notice and look around panicking slightly.

" Okay, that is not normal." He said as he grabbed the object and pulled. His hand pulled away with what looked like a very futuristic padd, tricorder and computer device. The first two seemed almost organic in nature yet the device looked eerily similar to the stone of the time gate.

Imik simply nodded, "But didn't you say that this is a parallel time line? If we configure the explosion correctly, wouldn't it damage or destroy only this cargo bay?"

" No Rinn sssuggesssted we may be in parrel timeline. One I would rather not risssk tesssting without proof. " The reptile replied as he looked at the strange-looking devices. " Thessse look far two advanced for even our time. " He suggested as he ran his fingers along them.

Sighing, Naxea hated being wherever the hell they were every moment. Can you discern what's on them, Sthilg?" she asked, keeping an eye on the cargo bay door.

"I'm afraid not my dear." the gorn said holding the device up. " DNA locked. We'd need to find out who'sss thessse belong to. That meansss we need the ssship'sss internal ssscanner and that meansss........" The gorn replied as he started running through plans in his head on how he could get someone onto the bridge. " Sssomeone has to get to the bridge."

"What if we tripped a sensor requiring evacuation of the bridge?" Rin suggested. "Shouldn't be hard with this antiquated technology. Then someone goes in through a Jeffries tube...assuming they still have Jeffries tubes."

" That could work. The old girl wasss regularly having falssse alarmsss. " The doctor said as he looked over at the Jeffries tube grate. " We'll have to be carful. Ssshe only had a crew of eighty-five people. New facesss would stand out."

"Then I will remain here, I doubt this crew had a tripod such as I as a member". The Legate turned her attention to the cargo bay, "Perhaps I might learn something here, as I still feel an ominous presence in this vessel".

"I should stay here as well as these people have ever seen a Bajoran," Naxea replied. "And won't for at least another one-hundred and sixty years or so.

"My point was we'd be clearing the bridge of people, so it wouldn't matter if we were familiar or not," Rin clarified. "But if we want Federation citizens, we're going to have to pull Sgt. Reece or CDR Taylor in from the other side, because they're our only two humans."

Sthilg tapped the side of his ancient spacesuit. He was surprised it even still worked given his size. " I'll go if no one else will. It will be a tight fit, but i could make it." he told his team.

"Someone needs to stay here with Legate S'Niohun," Naxea replied. "Everybody pairs up."

Miraj looked ar her rocket boots. She wanted the extra sensations of a ship bare feet gave her. But rocket boots were also really cool. In the end she unzipped the jumpsuit enough to wriggle her arms out, then tied it round her waist, leaving her arms and shoulders exposed. "I'm going in the tubes. Just tell me where you want to go, I can find it. "

" Head for the bridge and wait for a signal." The gorn calmly responded. " Now we need to find an acesssss to the main computer to trigger a bridge clearance. "

Imik now smiled and looked at the Doctor, "Perhaps I could be of use, I have an unusual ability". She turned and looked at Naxea then back to the Gorn, "I can interact with electrical instruments, or computer memories. I used it once before when we encountered the Quell'ish, and those autonomous drones". She waited for some kind of reaction, there was always a reaction.

"That could work." The gorn replied as he thought about what they could use. They'd need something to access the ship's alarm system. " Ah ha. The old MAKO ssstation. If I remember the blue printsss it jussst opposssite this very cargo bay."

Legate S'Niohun walked over to the Doctor, "Then perhaps we should get started, do you have an idea as to which emergency we should use to clear the bridge?" Imik stopped and turned to Naxea, "Please join us Colonel, your input would be most welcome".

Naxea nodded and made her way over to the Legate to help out with the computer.

The gorn ran through every thought in his head of his time with the crew... he heard. " Main power cupulate failure. It wasss notoriousss for falsssse alarmsss."

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Back on the other side of the portal, Liam looked at Gary and asked, "What are your orders, Sir?"

Gary glanced at Liam. "For now, we stay here and monitor and wait for the others to return or if need be, we go and get them."

Liam nodded. "Aye, Sir." He then pulled out his tricorder and started scanning the anomaly, recording everything he could.

___________The Past_____________

Finding the way through the Capetown was relatively easy. Miraj had checked out the schematics before even leaving Elysium, and even if she hadn't, she'd spent enough time as a child exploring through wrecked ships to insticitively head towards the top and center. It was still a bit of a climb, and she was concerned that the antiques she was wearing wouldn't have half the battery of her previous pair. Or fuel. These rocket boots had actual rockets on them, not repulsorlifts. So she'd climbed the old fashioned way, hoping that no-one would detect the rat in the bilges and open a hatch and spot her.

It took a good five minutes to get to the gap between the bridge and deck two, but she made it without incident, and she tapped her combadge. "Derani to Dr Sthilg. We're here."

"Rorger ensssign. Ssstand by." Sthilg said as he looked over to where the legate and the Colonel were working with the ancient computer.

"I think we have it," Naxea reported as she looked up from the computer. "We initiated an environmental malfunction that is pumping Acidichloride Gas into the bridge."

" Almost ready to go, as sssoon as the clear the bridge, ussse the main ssscanner to sssee who'sss been coming to the cargo bay the mossst." The gorn said into his communicator.

Mind walking on to the bridge, Imik watched the crew evacuate quickly. She returned to herself and turned to the CMO, "The bridge is now deserted, you can inform the Ensign that she can safely enter it". Looking at the old computer she now erected a level 5 force field around the memory core, "With that field in place, it should take the crew sometime to re-enter the bridge and discover the Ensign".

" All clear Miraj." Sthilg said clearly.

Miraj had felt the evacuation of the bridge, light vibrations through the plating overhead her hand was braced against.
"Going in," she whispered back, sliding the panel aside and scaling the last few rungs into the bridge proper, then she popped the access point by the tubolift. The ancient bridge really was deserted.

And boxy. Damn this place belonged in a museum. It was so cubist.

Miraj hurried to the science station, where the ships sensors fed into. "I've found the internal sensors. What do I do next? I don't know how long I've got."

"Click the right button on the bottom, than the fifth one on the left hand ssside, than the fourth one." Sthilg said suddenly feeling the hundreds of years he'd lived at having to explain what at his birth was a state of the art computer.

"I would suggest some urgency, it would appear the crew has decided to simply force the doors open. I could implement a level 10 forcefield, but it would entail removing the level 5 forcefield on the computer core". Imik waited to see if either the Doctor or Naxea would respond, as she herself would simply remove the air from the crew and let nature take its course.

The pilot stabbed at the indicated buttons, and watched as lights blinked and then she squinted through the visualiser, relaying what she saw to the rest of the away team. "There's all sorts of weird readings coming off the cargo bay. Lots of people have looked at this thing too. Tons of scientists." She watched the readings and access logs scroll past. "Oh, that's interesting. Tons of scientists, and the head of security? Why would he go in there? A lieutenant Kahlil Hodges? Does that name ring a bell?

" He....." The gorn replied as he tried to think through what'd he'd been told. " He was a new arrival and we never found his body."

She snapped round at a sudden scrapping from the bridge doors, as the Capetown's crew tried to regain the bridge. "Er. Where is he now?" she poked buttons randomly, and by sheer fluke managed to get a location. "Oh, he's on deck eight. No, nine, ten, hang on." She fiddled with the wheel on the visualizer and saw the path he was taking. "I'd say his course is straight for you." The Bridge doors creaked open, and then rolled shut before the crew got a wedge in. "Gotta go, bye!"

The gorn let out a burst of words that didn't translate as he hurried out the door. The hiss of the cargo bay door showed Miraj was correct. Heading through the doors the gorn eyes fell right to the hidden pocket which the human had his arm in seemingly panicking. " Looking for thessse?" He said loudly holding up the future phaser.

Hodges froze as he heard that voice. " No." He yelled as he withdrew his hand and stared at the creature he hated the most in all the galaxies and space and time. Standing with him was the marine, the legate and the borg drone. If the Boslic half-blood had been here he'd see the whole set of the people who had foiled him time and time again. The people he hated even more than Vox.

" How." He stumbled out before letting out another loud scream "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

With that, his arm began to change and mutate seemingly bulging as it grew into a mutated blue glow.

Sthilg managed to shove the others aside as the shapeshifter fired an energy blast from it's weapon flying past them and blowing out a section of the ship. Alarm systems began to blaze as the ship began to shake. " Anyone knowsss who thisss asssshole isss?" he yelled into the coms as he drew his phaser and returned fire. If it did any damage their attacker didn't show it.

"Here's hoping why you never found a body..." Rin muttered as she hurled herself at Hodges, driving him toward the time gate.

The shapeshifter grunted as the drone drove him back. With the sound of snapping bones four more insectoid legs sprouted from the rear of his own binging the two of them to a halt. " Rin I should have killed you back in Babylon. " he spat with a fury as he grabbed the drone by the throat before tossing her back. " but there's no Iaazipaa to save you now."

The Ojnas now focused her mind, and centered it on the Shapeshifter. A blue haze started to form around him and lifting him but also burning his extremities, "I know not what a Iaazipaa is, but there is but a lowly Ojnas to save the Lieutenant". She now pushed the being with her mind towards the time portal, with luck those on the other side could contain him.

The creature screamed as it body changed and now sporting more limbs and extremities. " That won't work twice Imik. " it screamed as it's body shifted and morphed until.......

A bang echoed around the room as it's body know a black sludge seemingly exploded flying everywhere causing the Legate to lose concentration. A large mass of the sludge crept across the floor until in a scene out of a horror program a humanoid figure began to rise. " I've had upgrades since Gnora 5G. " A voice echoed from it's body.

" By the all mother how do we ssstop thisss thing." Sthilg yelled from where Azhul and him had taken cover as the shifter charged again. Looking around the gorn noticed a piece of charged sludge that had remained still. Looking at the future phaser in his hand he yelled to the marine. " Cover me I have an idea.,"

Naxea nodded as she stood, leveling her phaser at the shapeshifter, it's power level on kill as several bursts of phaser energy emitted from her weapon.

Imik now looked at the creature, she knew if she put her mind to it she could kill this thing. Taking cover the Legate now watched the CMO take the lead, just how would he remove this threat?

Under covering fire Sthilg charged forward scooping up the goop and began covering the phasers grip with it.

The being turned yelling out a blood curdling " NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" at the sight of the lizard. Grabbing a cargo container that would need a cargo bee to move it flung it right at the lizard. It clipped the gorn hard sending the sound of broken bones and a lizard scream of pain as he landed hard. The future phaser flew across the floor clanging against the metal.

" Ah, the good doctor. How I long to see the day Lord Volk will wear your grandson as his new host and takes your granddaughters as his concubines. After all the times you've ruined his plans it will be only fitting I deliver you his head." it spat with an anger that could burn a sun.

Naxea rushed forward, still firing at the shapeshifter. "Tell your Lord Volk to go screw himself!" she ducked, scooping the future phaser up, as she dropped her pulse rifle to her side in an instant and fired.

The creature turned and screamed. At first in anger and then in pain. Sthilg was struggling to stand yet his white eyes saw everything. It was as if the beam of the phase had pinned him in one central point and it began slowly spreading out like a web of the finest thorlian silk. The creature screamed in agony as it's body twisted and morphed every point of the web seemingly pulling it forwards or backwards, up and down and side to side in time and space.

The gorn had read papers on a weapon like this. It was nothing but a thought experiment but the gorn started onward as a creature was pulled apart as it's body and possibly very soul was ripped into multiple timelines and dimensions all at once. It must have been the most painful thing possible for a sentient being to die from. As the creature screams became unbearable the web glowed brighter and brighter until...........

With a boom, the shapeshifter exploded splattering all across the cargo bay. Unlike the first time no more movement came from the few burning chunks of now rotten slime which was all that was left of him. Whatever he had or was going to do his story was over.

" By the all mother.." Stilg spluttered out through the pain coursing through his body. Coming to the sudden realisation that something was missing he wheeled around. The control device had been crushed by the cargo contain now nothing but rubble on the floor. " Move...." he yelled " Everyone back through the gate."

Imik took no second urging, she ran and jumped through the portal. As she appeared before the others she noticed her uniform had thankfully returned to normal, "I would stand back Commander, the other persons of the away team will arrive shortly and very quickly". She skidded to a halt and turned to watch the CMO and the rest of the party come through the gate.

----PRESENT----

Liam continued scanning the portal, hoping everyone was safe on the other side, wherever it had taken them. They had crossed over barely two minutes prior, when suddenly, the portal started to pulse with new energy. He was about to say something, when Imik suddenly burst through. She looked harried for some reason.

Gary stared at Imik, "Where is the rest of the team?" He asked the Onjas female.

"Commander, the CMO has been wounded. He may require your assistance to return", Imik had spoke to Commander Taylor as she thought he'd go through and help.

"Alright you stay here with Liam and I'll go through the portal." Gary answered and took a step and was gone.

Turning to Liam, Imik shook her head. "I can only hope the creature we fought will remain dead, Shapeshifters are difficult to fully understand as you never know the real being".

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Dropping the future weapon, Naxea approached Sthilg. "Let's go," she demanded as she grabbed him by the arm and placing her body under it for support.

" No we can't leave a weapon of that power behind." Sthilg said reaching for the future weapon even though the pain burned through his side like fire.

"I'll get it!" Rin shouted as she snatched up the gun. "Get to safety!"

" No, we need to wait for Miraj." The lizard yelled as he looked over at the shafts.

"I'll wait for her," Rin promised. "No need to risk the entire team, and you can barely walk."

Gary appeared in the past and in the middle of a discussion. "Report Rin." He asked as he tried to take everything in.

"Miraj is making her way back from the bridge. Individual responsible is of unknown species but possesses shapeshifting ability. Potentially deceased - he's splattered around the room. Time traveler claiming to have encountered our future selves in multiple places and potentially multiple times periods. Clearly familiar with us. Highly advanced technology," Rin reported back. The details could be mulled over later.

"Hey Sthilg," Naxea grunted as she helped him towards the gate as fast as she could. "Try to lay off the steaks," she joked.

" I'll try my friend." He jokingly replied as he kept looking back over his shoulder.

Miraj dropped through the open hatch to the jeffries tubes, boots firing hard before they dropped her down on the decking. Black slime squelched under her foot. "Ewww, gross." She kicked out to flick a bit of the black matter off, then ran for where Rin and the others were urging her through the portal, ungainly in the older clunkier rocket boots, tripping across the threshold to land back on her arse in the twenty-fourth century,

Liam reached down and offered his hand to the young officer. "You alright, Ma'am?"

"Yes, thank you, er," she let the Marine pull her to her feet. It took him little effort. "Just fine. Not the first time I've fallen over my own feet. I think the boots are in worse shape." She lifted a foot to indicate the black slime caught in the treads and the repulsor coil.

Looking down, Liam asked, "The heck did you step in, Ma'am?"

With everyone else now heading through the gate, Rin falls in line to return to the present.

Sthilg let out a pained gasp as his suit turned back to it's correct timeline and the inbuilt medical program began working on his broken ribs. Behind them the ring slowed down before fading into nothingness as the rocks that made it up collapsed to the floor.

" Commander Taylor can you please check the comsss I think they ssshould be working again," Sthilg said as a faint ray of light began to creep into the cargo hold. Looking over to the rest of the crew his eyes winded at Miraj and Liam. " You two be beyond carful with the reamainsss. Get them into a biohazard container at once." he yelled with panic in his voice being unmiskable.

Hearing the senior officer shout, Liam's training kicked in, he stepped back and snapped to attention. "Aye, Sir!" He then looked around for a HAZMAT container to use.

Pulling herself to her feet, Rin fetched another sample container from her pack and handed it to Liam. "You can use this."

Liam took the container. "Thank you, Sir," remembering that Rin preferred the masculine officer label. Turning back to Miraj, who hadn't specified one way or the other, he said, "Ma'am, if you lean against that bulkhead over there, I'll see what I can do about scraping that goo off your rocket boot."

The young pilot obediantly braced two hands against the wrecked cargo bay wall. "Might be easier to take the boots off?"

Liam looked up at Miraj from his bent over position. "Uh, probably not a good idea, Ma'am. Unless your foot, inside tge rocket boot is sealed in your EVA suit? If not, exposing your foot would defeat the purpose of wearing the suit to begin with."

Miraj sighed, and raised her foot to Liam

Carefully, the Marine scraped and scooped the viscous liquid into the container. When he cleaned as much off as he could, he pulled out a can of sterilizer spray from his first aid kit. "Short of full decon, this is the best I can do for you, Ma'am." He emptied the entire can onto Miraj's boot.

"That's okay. I kind of wish they'd stayed proper rocket boots. A little bit of afterburner would solve the problem in no time."

Rin worked her way over to Sthilg, quietly asking, "Do you know something we don't about this creature? Have you encountered it before?"

" Neve sssaw him in my life my dear, but would you want any of him touching you sssuit?" The gorn replied.

"Well, we're a little past that, I think," Rin calmly replied, holding up a contaminated sleeve.

The gorn crushed to himself. In the panic he'd missed that. Holding up his arm much to his relief he had felt it return to it's artificial state. Running a scan over the woman a puzzled look came though his helmet. " How very ssstrange. The resssidue appearsss to be oil resssadue." He puzzled as he walked over to Liam. Running his hand along the container he got the same result oil, with slight traces of " multiple DNA tracesss of over twenty ssspeciesss and what I'm guessing isss sssome heavy genetic engineering."

"Both the Tholians and Romulans are known for generic engineering, but in the time of that vessel I do not believe the Federation had much contact with either". Imik turned to Gary, "Unless you know differently Commander?"


Gary was silent an inner debate going on. Finally he answered, "As far as tge Tholians , very littl contact. The Romulans are different story. Stargleet had secret contacts, engagements with the Romulans and knew of theiir attemps at genetic manipulation."

Hearing Sthilg's theorizing, Rin pulled out her own tricorder to examine the goop still sitting on the arm of her suit.

"There's evidence of nanites being formerly present, probably used in the creation process of the material but no longer needed after it reached stability. The Borg theorized the possibility of such a lifeform, but they never encountered one nor succeeded in engineering such a thing. This is crazy advanced technology, and the creator - possibly this Lord Volk - evidently also has access to time manipulation equipment."

The doctor nooded. " Indeed Rin I wonder what they were planning with that." He said looking over to the remains of the gate. " We're going to have to get thisss moved up to the ssship." Turning to the pilot he gave her a smile. " Miraj could you and Liam go and get one of the runaboutsss and bring her up here."

"Told you we should have just flown in." Miraj pointed out. "I'll be back in thirty minutes."

Liam followed close behind the young pilot.

The gorn nodded. His hand reached into one of his pockets drawing the federation flag, place and gold watch. " Commander Taylor. Can you watch the sssite until ssshe returnsss. I have one lassst thing to take care off."

Looking over at the marine commander Sthilg gave her a warm smile. " I could ussse your help my dear. I'm rubbish with explosssivesss and i want to make sssure Captain Damien get's a proper tomb." The lizard said leading the way from the ship to the small cave he had left him in all those years ago.

He was still there. Much to the lizards dismay, he'd be disturbed his shirt torn open most likely by one of the ferengi.

Letting out a sigh he knelt down and started to wrap the man's mummy in a faoil blanket. " I'm sorry I've been away ssso long captain." He said softly as he drew the golden watch from his pocket. " I found your watch. It'sss been with me all thisss time. " He said placing the watch in the man's pocket.

Looking over to the marine he gave her a weak smile. " Let'sss place the explosssivesss ssso we can give him proper tomb."

"Sure," Naxea replied as she made her way over to Sthilg. She took the explosives and began to help Sthilg place them.

As the gorn was helping the marine his badge bleeped. =^= Sthilg Sergeant Leilani Charles suit was ruptred. She's back in quarantine on the ship can you come take a look at her. =^=

The gorn let out a sigh. " On my way." Can you finish up here?" He asked his friend.

"Sure, not a problem," she replied as she continued to work.

The gorn nodded before stepping outside. " Energissse" He said as he felt his body begin to teleport.