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Thankfully, Rox and Beck moved quickly. Sussing out the source of the poisonings as the ore's effects and quickly inoculating Kirsty (though she didn't make it easy). As the chaos is quelled for the moment, Kirsty and Beck find their shooter. A disgruntled Andorian mining boss who spun a story of oppression and strife for the miners and their families. Many of which laid in treatment all around them in the Aerodrome. Kirsty, Beck, and Rox quickly conferred, wondering about the mounting evidence against the Administrator and her regime. Then came the clincher. The Andorian convinced Kirsty of his personal connection with Emzai, claiming that he could convince her of her wrongdoing and finally lower her walls, allowing Starfleet to save their planet. | Thankfully, Rox and Beck moved quickly. Sussing out the source of the poisonings as the ore's effects and quickly inoculating Kirsty (though she didn't make it easy). As the chaos is quelled for the moment, Kirsty and Beck find their shooter. A disgruntled Andorian mining boss who spun a story of oppression and strife for the miners and their families. Many of which laid in treatment all around them in the Aerodrome. Kirsty, Beck, and Rox quickly conferred, wondering about the mounting evidence against the Administrator and her regime. Then came the clincher. The Andorian convinced Kirsty of his personal connection with Emzai, claiming that he could convince her of her wrongdoing and finally lower her walls, allowing Starfleet to save their planet. | ||
From there, the new company made their way to the Administration Center, finding Emzai still in her office and exhibiting suspicious, borderline hostile behavior. After an increasingly tense exchange, wherein the Administrator almost accidentally revealed that Starfleet had once conducted experiments on the maleconite ore in her anger, the team tries to hold their own. Discovering soon after a secret alcove in the Administrator's office where her infirm Vulcan husband laid in respite. Beck and Rox begged the Administrator to allow them to treat him, but she refused. The situation further deteriorated thanks to a multitude of countermeasures the Administrator enacted in her office, effectively trapping the team and the mining boss inside with her. | |||
Which proved to be her undoing. | |||
As Emzai stalled, the Andorian drew a disruptor pistol, faster than anyone could react. Shooting the infirm Vulcan in the chest before he could speak the truth of who the Andorian really was. One of the first families affected by the clandestine maleconite experiments and now would-be assassin to The Administrator. A new struggle ensued, one that was quickly brought to a resolution thanks to the timely intervention of First Officer Raga and a daring breaching raid on the office windows. The Andorian and Emzai in custody, Kirsty and her peers were disengaged back to the Ronin to help with the ongoing efforts with the fire, which unbeknownst to them had been revealed as just cover for a new hutch of Tholian drone warriors. A hutch that only bore one Tholian lifeform, but later consumed the planet of Grus Beta Three. | |||
Later, in the aftermath, Kirsty would learn that the Administrator had been in collusion with the newly aggressive Lattice Alliance. A partnership that was forged with the promise of help for her now late husband. The crew would then transfer into shore leave, but the scars of Grus Beta Three would spread across Kirsty in the weeks to come. | |||
<u>'''Mission #3: War of the RoLFs'''</u> | |||
'''''The Following is an Excerpt from the Personal Logs of Chief Kirsty Carpenter - SD: 240104.24''''' | |||
"This Lattice Alliance is really startin' to <REDACTED> me off... | |||
This latest crap just took the blue ribbon. We had been called to the boondocks of the Alpha Isles because it turns out raids were bein' carried out with evidence pointin' our way. Meanin' Starfleet's way. Command authorized an op in order to combat the naturally bad optics. And to find out who was responsible. But as we always know, it was never that easy. We ran down one of the attack sites. Some freighter, smashed all'ta hell, but somehow still showing lifesigns. Captain Raga (Niac was off...somewhere, above my pay grade, to be sure) seemed...nervous for some reason. Like he might have known what this really was. But we looked into it anyway. Two teams. One on me, the other on Alieth. We were to check out the aft section and hopefully cut some power on. Alieth and her team were to look for the survivors. | |||
But what was on that ship found us first. Right away, we saw the bodies. Whole holds of people, just cut down. It reminded me of Phobos, tell you the truth, but Verhess didn't have nothin' on this. It was some kinda...cyborg drone. We found one of it's limbs first, but it was independently deadly. Whole body was a weapon. And fast too. Fast, fast, fast. They drove us deeper into the aft section where we found our first and only survivor. A pirate, it turns out. The brig waits for him after sickbay, but he painted in the rest of the picture. They were working for The Consortium, who now, apparently, are working in step with the L.A. This run had been interrupted by the cyborg's travel housing and then, mid-flight, had gotten to business. We started to regroup with Alieth and that's when they started comin' from the walls. From the deck plating under our feet. From the ducts above. | |||
And they were tougher than a two-dollar steak. Found out later that was because of Birikar stone, but I'm still not sure if Birikar even factors into this yet. That's a thread to pull later. But we barely survived getting back home. And then barely survived what was waiting for us there. The whole thing was a runaround. The L.A. and Consortium had suckered us into the wake of a white-dwarf pulse from one of the system's suns and used it to cover boarding operations. Operations that took...so many lives from us. I even thought I might buy it myself once the Juggernaut ship warped into the system. | |||
But Captain Raga, shocking even now to talk about it, came clean with us all before the fight. Told us how he had encountered these RoLFs before and provided us all the data he had detailing the older models against this newer one. And that gave us the edge we needed. We got out of there, blacking the L.A.'s eye but good in the attempt too. And we finally proved to Command that the L.A. is something to take seriously. I just...I just wish it hadn't had to come at the cost of so many souls. | |||
This new posting...it gives and it takes. This week it might have took a little more than I can stand. I'm gonna talk to Dek about it. Get checked out with Doc Beck too. I'm puttin' that under glass here so I feel like a jerk when I try to worm out of it by marking up the reports later... | |||
Carpenter out." | |||
'''Mission #4: TBD (Summer Blockbuster Crossover with U.S.S. Khitomer)''' | |||
Further Report Incoming. | Further Report Incoming. | ||