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    #61
    Dorvan V
    Village area


    Attachment 9502

    The middle-aged man looked between the three wearily, still curious about the limb-plunge and replied, “Sh-Shokaso of the Lakara Tribe. I’m glad to see the Federation has not forgotten us.”
    Max, without looking at the villager, said,
    - Always willing to lend a helping hand.

    Sh-Shokaso looked at max's right arm & was about to say something about it, but Max smiled at him, saying,
    - Lost it during the Klingon dust up.
    The villager nodded and asked,
    - Is the water safe to drink?
    ((TAG A'Mand))
    Max turned to Allan and asked,
    - Sensors in my arm have a limited range. How far does this well go down?
    ((TAG Hood))
    - I have a funny feeling its not Naussican interference. Might be an undetonated Jem'Hadar torpedo. Damn Nausicaans not helping things either.

    Max looked about for another well, but did not find any others. A real sinking feeling started to form in his gut. It felt like despair. He felt almost certain that a good number of villagers drank from this well. He leaned against the post of the well, rubbed his chin and said to his two colleagues quietly,
    - I reckon that if we weren't called here, all of these people will be dead or extremely sick within, at the very least, two years. I betcha some of these folks have been exhibiting radiation poisoning now.
    ((TAG A'Mand))
    - You're right, of course.
    Max sighed a bit and said,
    - The Dominion used a variant of the photon torpedo, right?
    ((TAG Hood))
    - Would it have a sort of...uh...scan signature?

    ((TAG Hood))
    Max smiled and said,
    - At least the mountain we have to climb to help out isn't as steep. We need to get these people fresh water.

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    ((TAG: Hood and/or A'Mand))
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    Dorvan V
    Approaching Native American Village


    "Likewise, sir," Hood greeted friendlily, allowing his slight south-central Florida accent to seep through into their conversation. The only naive Floridian accents left are found around the west side of Lake Okeechobee. He detected a slight Wyoming/Texas sounding accent from the Bolian. "I heard there was a Bolian from Wyoming in Starfleet, sir. That wouldn't be you, would it, sir?"
    Biiqs' eyes widened at both the recognition of his accent, and the information that others knew about the novelty. "Why, yes I am! Very astute of you to notice! I may be the only Bolian from the Cowboy State serving in Starfleet, but there are a few of us in the area. Mostly up north in Montana, where there are plenty of non-humans who settled around Bozeman. I'm from Sheridan County, my folks have a farm in Big Horn. Where are you from?" His brow wrinkled in concentration, trying to place Hood's accident. "Georgia? No...Florida?"








    Christopher smiled and shook the man's hand warmly, "Well, we can certainly do better than Dr Svenson, my bedside manner doesn't rate more than a class 2 ion storm. I tell you what, you come in for a physical when we're all done here and I promise you'll leave with the same amount of internal organs that you arrived with. Anything more than that and I won't make any guarantees. I'm about to head off to see if the colony has a medical centre that I can commandeer so come look me up later."
    Biiqs laughed heartily. "Well, Doctor, that certainly seems like a fair agreement. I'll be sure to look you up later; it appears you have a lot of work ahead of you now. Godspeed."





    A’Mand appreciated the gesture and returned the greeting, “likewise Lieutenant Commander. Welcome to Dorvan V.”
    "Thank you, Counselor." He nodded politely in return.


    After his conversations concluded, he moved along with the group, following the young man Wakoro. Overhearing a bit of his conversation with Captain Terry about the [i]Lakota/i], he thought about how the name had previously inspired him to apply for the tactical position aboard that vessel a year ago. Centuries ago, the Lakota had roamed the Great Plains, including his native Wyoming, although they eventually settled elsewhere. It matched his own desire to move on, at that period of time in his life.

    Wakoro was definitely right: There was no mistaking the embassy building. Walking around the settlement, one might think they were on Earth, somewhere in the American Southwest. The rough, incongruous Cardassian architecture robbed all of any such belief, reinforcing the understanding that the planet rested safely within the Cardassian Union's borders. A Federation Embassy would be designed to blend in with the native architecture. But of course, Cardassian architecture was built to project the power of the state. Naturally, it was the tallest building in the settlement, dominant and imposing. It looked to be a more solid defensive point as well. It was no wonder that the makeshift hospital was located in the lobby. It would both physically protect them, and also continue to reinforce the belief that the state would nurture and take care of its citizens.

    It was interesting observing Wakaro's reaction to Locke's faux pas. It was a very easy one to commit - one would assume that those asking for aid would tend toward the humble side. But, he knew of course that among many cultures, it was hard to be humble when you have been humbled. Especially through warfare.
    How very like the Cardassians, these Dorvans are, he mused to himself.
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    #63
    Dorvan V
    Village area

    Biiqs' eyes widened at both the recognition of his accent, and the information that others knew about the novelty. "Why, yes I am! Very astute of you to notice! I may be the only Bolian from the Cowboy State serving in Starfleet, but there are a few of us in the area. Mostly up north in Montana, where there are plenty of non-humans who settled around Bozeman. I'm from Sheridan County, my folks have a farm in Big Horn. Where are you from?" His brow wrinkled in concentration, trying to place Hood's accident. "Georgia? No...Florida?"
    "It's hard detecting any Florida accident," Hood admitted, "very good. I grew up in Caloosahatchee in south Florida, west of Lake Okeechobee. There are still cowboys that keep up the family tradition of farming and raising cattle, though there hasn't been a need for hundreds of years. Seems to be in their blood."

    ((TAG Biiq))
    “Based on initial impressions, I concur. Yet physical trauma will be relatively easy to determine, diagnose and provide appropriate treatment. There will also be mental stresses associated with the Nausicaan attacks. As we have already seen; avoiding open spaces suggests a pervasive need for safety. Such insecurity will certainly affect not only their physiological functions, but also their ability to rationally deal with our presence and willingness to assist. To be sure, reports on the Dorvan culture places some emphasis on resilience and adaptability, yet sustained pressure by the Nausicaans may dampen cultural mores.

    I recommend enhanced caution when interacting with the Dorvans in the short-term, especially near their artifacts. Although their prime concern may be their own safety, they will likely not abandon links to culturally sensitive icons or locations."
    "I completely agree, Counselor," Hood replied back. It was easy to forget her Vulcan heritage, until she was serious. When she meant business, she easily slipped back to the Vulcan personality anyone would expect. Hood admired her ability to swap and adapt her personality to her surroundings, transitioning smoothly to whichever culture she was interacting, a very logical thing to do. He appreciated her desire to soften the Vulcan stereotype for the benefit of others.
    Max smiled slightly.
    - Understood. I know all too well the history of my ancestors is painted with the blood of many Native American tribes during the United States' expansion into the western portion of North America. Rather disgusting, if you ask me.
    "Go easy on yourself, Storm," Hood said with regret. "There were times in my family's history that we fought alongside the natives and fought against them, too. My family fought with the Leni Lenape and the Susquehannocks while defending New Sweden against the English in the Province of Maryland in 1644, only for us to turn on them generations later. Maybe we're here to help 'erase the stain of blood worn by our families,' too.

    "Where are you from? If you don't mind me asking."
    - Born in San Antonio, but moved to Dallas when I was three. Then we hopped on Dad's first ship, the USS Bolton.
    - Max noticed a well close to a dwelling...Analyzing the water. Seeing if there's any-
    A light went off on his forearm. He pulled his hand out and activated a small holoprojection with a graph depicting the water's chemical composition.
    - Allan, isn't water supposed to not have radiation in it?
    "The planet is soaked in radiation," Hood began, "following any radiation emergency, we have to test the drinking water to make sure it is potable. Until those results are available, replicated water is the only water source that is certain to be free of contamination. The well water is good for bathing, washing and rising off food, but, should not be considered potable. We also have to make sure the Dorvanians know that boiling the water does not get rid of radioactive materials."
    - Think it could be the ambient radiation affecting the water?
    "There's no question about it," Hood replied, "radioactive material can fall from the air like dust or sand and land on objects below, like people, buildings, and water. Radioactive contamination spreads the same way that any pollution can. After cleaning the planet, we have to test for radionuclides, taking the appropriate steps if radionuclide levels are higher than human limits. According to my readings, their homes have accumulated much higher and more dangerous levels of radiation when it soaked through the cracks in the foundations, seeping in from the ground through openings in floors or walls. The radiation is accumulating in buildings and their wells. This planet is not safe."
    Max turned to Allan and asked,
    - Sensors in my arm have a limited range. How far does this well go down?
    "17.56 meters."
    Max sighed a bit and said,
    - The Dominion used a variant of the photon torpedo, right?
    "The Dominion used Karemmaian torpedoes during the war."
    - Would it have a sort of...uh...scan signature?
    "The torpedos would have a subspace resonance signature. The frequency variances would identify a torpedo.
    We need to get these people fresh water.
    "There isn't any fresh water available; the planet is saturated with antimatter radiation from the Dominion attack, like the one on Cardassia. The industrial replicators should be beamed down shortly. We're going to need to let all the residents know they have access to fresh water and food that isn't contaminated.

    “As I've already shown the captain, my team developed a successful plan to remove the antimatter radiation,” Hood explained, “it’s almost identical to what my restoration team did on Cardassia Prime, using the deflector dish to eliminate the radiation in the atmosphere. We only had to adapt it from the warmer and more humid climate of Cardassia to the mixed climate of Dorvan V. The soil and oceans will clear in a few days; the reaction will expand exponentially. We’ll be delivering a catalytic agent, creating an isolytic chain reaction, recombining the nucleonic particles in the planet’s environment.”

    ((TAG Storm, A'Mand))
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    #64
    Dorvan V
    Village area


    Attachment 8042

    The villager nodded and asked,
    - Is the water safe to drink?
    A’Mand took a step toward the villager, who held both hands to his chest as she moved. She raised a hand to place on his shoulder. “Shokaso, we are from the USS Ares. Part of our mission is to provide material support and defense to your people. As such, we are testing the water and air to see what work we can do to assist.”

    She looked to Max and Allan as their conversation started getting technical. Shokaso started to pay attention to the tone used by the pair of Lieutenants.

    In an attempt to distract the villager, A’Mand stepped between him and the officers while looking at the nearby dwelling. “I’m curious if you have any prepared food available? We are curious about the quality of local flora and fauna.”

    Shokaso’s eyes brightened. “Ah, yes. I just finished baking a plate of Lakara frybread! I made it with chopped letuci leaves. It’s not much, but I can share a slice.”

    A’Mand smiled and thanked Shokaso as he scurried toward his dwelling.

    Max looked about for another well, but did not find any others. A real sinking feeling started to form in his gut. It felt like despair. He felt almost certain that a good number of villagers drank from this well. He leaned against the post of the well, rubbed his chin and said to his two colleagues quietly,
    - I reckon that if we weren't called here, all of these people will be dead or extremely sick within, at the very least, two years. I betcha some of these folks have been exhibiting radiation poisoning now.
    A’Mand turned to the officers. “Based on the concern Shokaso exhibited from our initial investigation, it is highly likely they are unaware of the dangers to their health related to the radiation poisoning. I strongly recommend we take special care how we discuss the current situation near them.”

    - You're right, of course.
    The Vulcan nodded and stepped away to intercept Shokaso, yet maintained earshot to Max and Allan.

    We need to get these people fresh water.
    "There isn't any fresh water available; the planet is saturated with antimatter radiation from the Dominion attack, like the one on Cardassia. The industrial replicators should be beamed down shortly. We're going to need to let all the residents know they have access to fresh water and food that isn't contaminated.

    “As I've already shown the captain, my team developed a successful plan to remove the antimatter radiation,” Hood explained, “it’s almost identical to what my restoration team did on Cardassia Prime, using the deflector dish to eliminate the radiation in the atmosphere. We only had to adapt it from the warmer and more humid climate of Cardassia to the mixed climate of Dorvan V. The soil and oceans will clear in a few days; the reaction will expand exponentially. We’ll be delivering a catalytic agent, creating an isolytic chain reaction, recombining the nucleonic particles in the planet’s environment.”
    “Once we receive Shokaso’s food sample, should we report our findings so Lieutenant Hood can start decontamination protocols?”

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    ((TAG: Storm, Hood))
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    Dorvan V
    Village area

    “Once we receive Shokaso’s food sample, should we report our findings so Lieutenant Hood can start decontamination protocols?”
    Max nodded and said,
    - Its protocol.
    He turned to Allan & asked,
    - Once we get all the info you need, how long will it take to clear that radiation?
    ((TAG Hood))
    Max took the bucket of water and dumped back into the well, then turned to A'Mand and asked,
    - In your professional opinion, how would you evaluate the Dorvanians state of mind?
    ((TAG A'Mand))
    - Well, at least its something.

    When Shokaso came out of the dwelling, he offered them the food he made. Max bowed his head in appreciation.
    ((TAG Hood))

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    Dorvan V
    Elder Village - Cardassian Embassy


    Stepping off the elevator, Captain Teriir let his gaze pass through the dome shaped chamber. The floor they were on had been split in two by a large dividing wall, separating what he guessed were offices from their current section. Judging from its layout, he believed it was the main conference room.
    The outer walls had been replaced with glass which allowed sunlight to enter and for visitors to see the outside world. The conference room had a large, oval table placed in its center, with lighting provided from the table's florescent surface and various lamps placed around the edges of the room. A number of the local populace, most members of the Tribal Council, were milling around while several Cardassians spoke in hushed tones nearby.

    "Ladies and gentlemen," Wakoro cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "The Federation Officers are here."

    The Dorvans and Cardassians looked over to the group of officers and gave a collective greeting. The Cardassian at the seat opposite from where they entered rose to his feet. Teriir stayed silent as Gul Enok circled the table to place himself between his people and the Starfleet Officers, neither of them breaking eye contact. He moved forwards to take the lead as well, doing his best to stay calm. The Cardassian broke the ice, "We monitored the combat in orbit. Disabling your starship's external inertial dampeners to achieve tactical superiority is a trademark of the 6th Fleet. I see time away from war hasn't made one of Ivanov's Wolves lose their teeth."

    "I think we can both agree that we are very different now that there is peace between us. Although I think we can agree it is important to keep those teeth sharp for when their needed for the future," Teriir replied, keeping his tone steady as the other officers behind him began gawking at him. He briefly turned around, trying to ease their concerns and rapid questioning about how he knew the Cardassian war hero, "I'll explain later. Right now, I believe we have more pressing matters than our shared history."

    Looking back to Gul Enok, he realized he had just performed a similar reassurance to his own people. With a number of new officers and war veterans around, there was sure to be some bad blood and plenty of curiosity. The Captain knew he would have to explain what that nickname meant when he got the chance, as it was unusual but one that was fitting considering how his wartime fleet operated. The Gul shifted and gestured towards several open seats, an invitation for the Starfleet Officers to be seated. Teriir gave his head a sharp, angled nod to encourage the others to pick a chair.

    Observing the seating around the oval table, the Tribal Council took up one of the longer sides, with a place left open for someone else to sit. He remembered it was the same one where Gul Enok had moved from to greet them so he moved to sit across from him. Teriir looked at the Tribal Councilors seated at the table and recognized two of them from a history overview he read; Chief Anthwara and Wakasa. Both of them had a major role in the decision which allowed their colony on Dorvan V to remain within Cardassian Territory. While he was checking out the Tribal Councilors, Captian Terry sat down on his left while Locke and Biiqs went to sit on his right, with Locke conceding the chair to Biiqs after remembering he was outranked.

    Teriir looked up at Gul Enok as he sat down heavily in his seat, listening to what the Cardassian had to say, "I won't dawdle, Captain. I thought there would be more of your officers present here."

    "There are other officers here, each starting to assist where they can," Teriir replied, the memory of numerous conversations with Starfleet Admirals keeping him sharp now. Nodding to his fellow Captain, he continued, "Both of us came down with Medical Officers and they are on the ground level, assisting with the patients there. My Science Officer is collecting data on the local radiation with a few others to figure out the best means to cleanse it."

    "I see," the Gul's voice rumbled thoughtfully, "In our earlier conversation, you mentioned that your ships managed to pinpoint the location of two Nausicaan bases setup on the planet. Do you have any plans on dealing with the immediate threat on the ground?"

    Teriir took advantage of a connection point on the table and set his tricorder on it. He entered in a number of commands so it would display the local map for reference, the center of the table displaying the same map.

    Attachment 9246

    "The transmissions we monitored were broadcast to these two locations. Preliminary scans have confirmed that there are indeed Nausicaan bases at these locations," He described the map they were all seeing. Looking over to the Council Members who were gazing at him expectantly, he acknowledged them, "Right now, this is info only as we have yet to complete our scans of these areas. As this is your world, I want to include you as much as possible as in determining our course of action."

    "This is acceptable," Chief Wakasa looked over to his son while he spoke, "I would like Wakoro to be with you in these discussions as he knows those areas very well. His knowledge will greatly benefit you in rescuing our people."

    "I concur," Cheif Anthwara joined in, looking more uneasy than his counterpart, "However, I would like to point out that we're vulnerable here still. Are you going to be able to ensure the village's safety?"

    "We have a lot of resources to work with," Captian Terry commented, "Between our two ships, we have enough personnel to take both bases at once while also ensuring your safety."

    Teriir knew that although this was accurate, he also knew there were a lot of factors to take in which they didn't know about yet, "We'll focus on ensuring the village is protected from Nausicaan attacks first and then deal with their bases. Nausicaans are known to keep their prisoners separate from their leaders, so when we get to the bases, we'll go after whichever base has your people captive first. Commander Biiqs will be commanding the security efforts here."

    The Captain paused to allow Biiqs to provide the Councilors with an overview of the security measures they would be providing for the village.

    (( TAG: Biiqs ))

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    “Alright you grease monkeys and deck apes, I want your kits squared and ready before I finish this cigar,” bellowed Master Chief Samson.

    He was standing at the head of the cargo bay, being used as a staging area for his technicians being assigned to various duties as ordered by the Chief Engineer. With the tasks given to him, the Master Chief divided up his technicians into two to five-man engineering teams assigned to specific engineering officers. Most were assigned to the asteroids as that demanded a high degree of engineering manpower. However, he had two teams that were assigned to ‘special duty’, though the members he picked for those teams did not know it as of yet.

    As he watched his crewman go about their ordered chaos, he noticed one that was not running about and in fact had part of an industrial replicator disassembled.

    “Petty Officer Han! What in the blazes are you doing?” bellowed Master Chief Samson as he strode over to Petty Officer Jeihee Han.

    Jei looked up at her Master Chief and caused him to flinch due to the abnormally bright and focused glare of her head lamp she was wearing while holding a small electronic box in her hand. “Sorry, Master Chief, I didn’t hear your first,” innocently replied Jei.

    Placing his hands on his hips for effect, “I asked, WHAT IN THE BLAZES ARE YOU DOING TO MY INDUSTRIAL REPLICATOR” repeated Master Chief Samson as the words echoed throughout the cargo bay.

    The effect had every crewman stop in their tracks and to look over at their Master Chief.

    Non-repulsed, Jei simply held up the box in her hand, as if he could plainly see the reason why she tore into the once pristine industrial replicator. “This control box is faulty, Master Chief. If I didn’t remove it and replace it here, it could have malfunctioned and fused itself inside the control matrix. That would make the whole unit inoperable and irreparable… in the field, as it would require a full workshop to…”

    The Master Chief waved his hand, as he had heard enough, then balled his fists at his side. He admired the petty officer for her attention to detail and know how, but he loathed her uncanny unorthodox methods or timing. If she were a man, he would have railed into her, but when he looked into her big innocent eyes, he just got frustrated. He took a moment and studied the situation. He realized she was correct and that this failure would have set their scheduled timelines to the right.

    “Where’s your kit?” simply asked the Master Chief. Fishing for anything to harp on the petty officer. Figuring if she spent time goofing around with the industrial replicator, she couldn’t have all of her kit ready for his inspection.

    “Over there Master Chief. All laid out and ready for inspection, as you requested,” answered Jei as she replaced the control matrix and began to reassemble the industrial replicator.

    As he walked over to her kit, he waved his arm in a circling motion and eyed the rest of the crewman to get to them back to work. When he got to Jei’s kit, face palmed himself. On a towel, every tool, every item, per Starfleet’s technician manual was laid out neatly. He even saw the improvements when he mentally put each item back into the tool belt and bag nearby. This made him more frustrated, he began to understand what her previous supervisors meant in their comments of her fitness reports. Incredibly proficient and stellar ability, yet at times a challenge without trying to be a challenge with warnings of likely problems under certain conditions. He shook his head and looked at Petty Officer Han. She was finishing running her post repair diagnostics on the replicator. He knew he needed to have the other replicators checked and fixed as well.

    “Han!” the Master Chief bellowed as he waved Jeihee over.

    Jeihee spent a moment explaining to Crewmen Rodriguez and Miller what they needed to do to finish the repair before walking over to her impatient Master Chief. Jei never understood the rush or hurry when the alarm klaxons were not blaring. To her, it always seemed those in power wished people would act faster and do their jobs faster when the alarms weren’t on. It made no sense to her.

    “Yes, Master Chief?” stated Jei once she stood before her supervisor.

    “Jei, I have a special assignment for you. I wasn’t sure if you were suited for it, but… I’ve reconsidered. Pack-up your kit and report to Shuttle Bay 2. You’re being assigned to assist the Medical Teams with their mission groundside. Setting up their clinics, helping with local infrastructure, whatever the Medical Away Team Leader needs in regards to technical service. Questions?”

    “No questions, Master Chief… though, as the Captain and the initial team is still planet side, should I assist with the refitting of the replicators. Seems we got a bad batch,” inquired Jei.

    Not wanting to fight her logic with his budding headache, “Sure, knock yourself out.”

    “Aye Aye, Master Chief,” acknowledged Jei as she began to put her tool belt and bag together before heading off to the next industrial replicator. Jei didn’t care what work she had, as long as it kept her busy. She didn’t know when the Medical Away Team would leave, but she hoped it was before she ran out of stuff to work on. She needed to stay busy. Perhaps the dorsal phaser array capacitors needed another inspection for any micro-cracks or imperfections.
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    Dorvan V
    Main Settlement (Earlier)



    2K3R0ng

    Dorvan V
    Village area


    "It's hard detecting any Florida accident," Hood admitted, "very good. I grew up in Caloosahatchee in south Florida, west of Lake Okeechobee. There are still cowboys that keep up the family tradition of farming and raising cattle, though there hasn't been a need for hundreds of years. Seems to be in their blood."

    ((TAG Biiq))
    "Oh, there was a particularly tough Chief during my enlisted training on Mars that was from some little town there. Pahokee, as I remember. He gave me so much trouble, I used to wonder what sort of place could produce such a human. Pahokee, not Florida, I mean," he said with a laugh, making a defensive motion with his hands. "I'm sure we'll get along fine. My folks were agricultural scientist as well. There isn't as big a need on Earth, with replicators, but many prefer it. It's especially important out in the colonies. They tested and developed crops and herd animals for offworld use. It's a bit antiquated, but it is satisfying to those that practice it. We'll have to talk soon!"


    ((TAG Hood))



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    Dorvan V
    Cardassian Embassy



    2K3R0ng

    The view from the elevator was breathtaking. At the higher levels, one could see over the walls of the settlement at the surrounding countryside. A crystalline blue river snaked its way from the stately northern mountains. There was a Terran poem he learned years ago, although the author and most of the composition escaped him. "I've known rivers: I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins." It was easy in a natural sense to understand why the Dorvan settlers would be attracted to this area - it was very Earth like. But that wasn't what led to the establishment of the settlement here, according to the information he'd read on the colonists. Like the poem, there was something deeper; a spiritual connection that beckoned them to stay, even if it ultimately put them in the hands of another historically oppressive government. To them, the rivers weren't just familiar looking geographical features, they were known.

    At least, that's how it appeared the colonists thought of such matters. Overhearing the conversation between Captain Teriir and Wakaro, and the latter's statement about "understanding rather than knowing" supported such a theory. He'd have to make sure that actions taken to guard the settlement didn't cause any additional damage to the environment. The river was beautiful, but poisoned. The crops were spare. The people suffered right along with their chosen home.

    After the elevator doors parted and the group made it's way to the conference table, Biiqs couldn't help but be a little apprehensive about once again dealing with Cardassians. It seemed like half his Starfleet career was spent dealing with the Cardassians at some point, from his early experiences along the tense border in the 60's to the Dominion War. For Biiqs, the Starfleet recruitment slogan might as well had been, "Join Starfleet, See Cardassians!" It wasn't so much hate: he understood their culture, and there were parts of it he admired. He was just tired of them.

    He'd never met Gul Enok, but he was tired of him from the time he rose from his feet, fixing Captain Teriir with a predatory stare. Couldnt people simply talk without pretense and posing? Still, Biiqs made sure to keep a friendly, if rather bland, smile fixed upon his face.





    The Cardassian broke the ice, "We monitored the combat in orbit. Disabling your starship's external inertial dampeners to achieve tactical superiority is a trademark of the 6th Fleet. I see time away from war hasn't made one of Ivanov's Wolves lose their teeth."


    "I think we can both agree that we are very different now that there is peace between us. Although I think we can agree it is important to keep those teeth sharp for when their needed for the future,"
    Enok's skipping of formalities in in favor of rendering his analysis of Captain Teriir's tactics was just as original as his staring contest. He'd heard of, or directly witnessed, Guls and Glinns engage in such senseless, petty posturing many times before. But what was unexpected was the sudden realization that Gul Enok wasn't merely trying to intimidate the captain, but he might actually know the captain, apparently. His wording wasn't specific, but there appeared to be more than simple tactical recognition in his statement. Considering Teriir's age and recent command promotion, Biiqs gaped slightly, wondering under what surely interesting circumstances had a junior officer met such a lofty Gul. And made a strong impression on the aforementioned Gul, apparently. This captain was full of surprises.

    Fortunately Locke asked the question on Biiqs' mind, and probably Captain Terry's as well. "Sir," he asked in an insistent whisper that was probably louder than it should be, "You know him? I...I mean, he knows you?"




    "I'll explain later. Right now, I believe we have more pressing matters than our shared history."
    Both officers nodded in response. Suddenly, Biiqs wasn't as tired of Cardassians as he had been when he entered the room.

    Biiqs took a seat across from the Cardassians and Dorvanite Elders, inclining his head with an apologetic half-smile to Locke as he surrendered the seat next to the captain. When the captain finished, Biiqs rose to speak.

    "This settlement is fortunate in that the manner of its construction allows it to be easily defended. The high walls offer protection, and this building provides a view of the surrounding countryside from all angles," he said, gesturing at the windows, "should the Naausicans possess any sort of sensor jamming capabilities. As Captain Teriir indicated, we are still assessing the Naausicans' number of personnel and abilities. But I'd like to also secure the village with transport inhibitors as soon as possible. We also would greatly appreciate any information you have on the Naausicans' raiders as well, whether it be sensor data, or, and especially, first hand accounts. Any bit of detail might help us to identify exactly which particular gang they belong to, and their possible resources and capabilities."

    "As for the settlement, I believe an force of perhaps 30 security officers could hold it very well. We can also call upon fighters from the Ares to be on standby outside of the limits of the settlement, to provide air support should the Naausicans turn out to be better armed than we think they are. And, although do not wish to impose upon you, it would be very helpful if you could provide a temporary space for us to coordinate our efforts, and allow us to land a runabout within the settlement to assist in transport, due to the transport inhibitors." He avoided the use of words like "headquarters" and "barracks" in order to not to give the impression that Starfleet would be an occupying force.


    (( TAG Teriir))