Stardate:70531.0100
Title:To The Rescue
Author: Zanh Liis
Scene: Conference Room
Time: Immediately following Weather or not. . .by N'Dura
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Zanh found herself considering a whole new realm of ugly possibilities when it came to the storms that had devastated Bajor. Her security team seemed to be implying that more than simply moody Mother Nature may have been involved in causing the disaster.
“This is a rescue mission, Lieutenant, not an investigation," Zanh addressed her newly appointed acting Chief of Operations TC Blane after he had asked if the Takesian Plains had anything of value to offer off-worlders. She hated to consider the possibility that anyone would mount such an attack with greed as the motive. Still. . .
“The Plains are the only source of trillithium in this sector.” she reluctantly admitted. She turned to Lily T'Ana, who had joined the meeting in progress looking drawn and distracted. She had met Zanh's eyes for a moment, betraying that things down in Sickbay were not going as well as Zanh had hoped they'd be by now. "Lieutenant, please scan the area for any ships with weather manipulation capability… start with the Ferengi.”
"Aye, Captain."
She needed teams assembled as quickly as possible, at least a dozen, in order to help Bajor stabilize the region, protect against looting, and get temporary shelters for those displaced up and running. Two command teams would be designated to coordinate the effort. "Volunteers?"
Again, the heart and soul of the officers under her watch astonished Liis Every single one had volunteered, standing up to be counted.
“Captain… Mr. Blane and I were on the surface recently… we know the terrain and we can mobilize quickly.” N'Dura offered. Zanh nodded.
"Very well. There will be two command teams to oversee the work. Our acting XO Salvek will command the mission overall. His team will consist of. . ." Zanh paused, thinking carefully before answering. "Mr. Blane. K'Pajek. Biggs. Our new friend in Science, Lt. Samson. "
"As you command." The Vulcan said with a nod.
"N'Dura," Zanh continued, "you'll lead the second command team. Take Lt. Baux from engineering, Fox Margolis, and Rogers from science." Zanh's eyes reflected sadness a moment as she explained to the rest of the group. "Lt. T'Ana will be staying aboard. She is listed as next of kin for Captain Gilmore and will need to stay close.
"Have we had any updates on the Captain Gilmore's condition, Sir?" Salvek asked, noting inwardly that the absence of Dr. McBrayne at this meeting of the senior staff was a bad sign.
"None that I can share yet." Liis replied. "Sorry, everyone. I will do what I can to keep you informed. Right now, I can't say anything more than to tell you that the Captain is still alive."
Silence hung heavy in the air for a long moment before she spoke again.
"N'Dura be advised that there is one other person I want to be sure that you take along with you. I'll get back to you on that in a moment."
Zanh looked each officer in the eye before going on. "There will be many casualties. Take whoever you can steal from Medical with you, at least two medics and a nurse for each team. Give the Bajorans all the support that you can, they're still in the middle of search and rescue operations and by last report there are still people beneath the rubble. Advise me of your final team rosters before you depart and check in with the bridge hourly while on the planet. Understood?"
"Yes, Captain." echoed around the room eerily, as each person sounded absorbed by their own thoughts as they answered.
"Dismissed."
"Captain," N'Dura turned to the acting CO after the others had gone. "Who else will I be taking?"
"Vedek Jariel." Zanh said with conviction. "He is not only a former Starfleet Ambassador, but a prominent Vedek, one who was once very nearly Kai. They are going to need him down there."
"Who will speak for him?"
Liis wished for a moment that she could be the one to go with him to be his voice. But her place was on the bridge.
"Marianne Rogers from Science will do it."
"And the investigation?"
"See what you can find out," Zanh replied, "But keep it under the radar. Unless and until we have proof that someone caused this intentionally, we will go forward as this disaster is a very cruel act of nature."
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Zanh Liis
Acting Commanding Officer
USS Independence NCC-90791
Post 201: To The Rescue
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- Post 466: Those Who Won't Be Counseled
- Post 467: A Visitor
- Post 468: Help Is On the Way
- Post 469: Can't Be Helped
- Post 470: Battle of the Sexes
- Post 471: One but Many
- Post 472: Running for Reece
- Post 473: The Kindness of Strangers
- Post 474: Angels in the Snow
- Post 475: Adrift
- Post 476: Yensul Awaits
- Post 477: Women and Children First
- Post 478: Mothers and Daughters Part One
- Post 479: Mothers and Daughters Part Two
- Post 480: Somehow, It Feels Like Christmas
- Post 481: Overture
- Post 482: Without Fanfare
- Post 483: Welcome to Yensul Part One
- Post 484: Welcome to Yensul Part Two
- Post 485:Alone in a Crowd Part One
- Post 486: Alone in a Crowd Part Two
- Post 487: Home Field Advantage
- Post 488: Florence Nightin-Ensign
- Post 489: The Honeymoon Has To Wait
- Post 490: Tour Guide
- Post 491: Into Focus
- Post 492: Just What the Klingon Ordered
- Post 493: You Did What?
- Post 494: Masquerading As Light
- Post 495: Two Outs, Full Count, Bottom of the Ninth
- Post 496: Tending the Garden
- Post 497: To Mention the Unmentionable
- Post 498: Starfleet Boy Meets Alien Girl Part One
- Post 499: Starfleet Boy Meets Alien Girl Part Two
- Post 500: Reasonable Accomodations
- Post 501: Under the Bus
- Post 502: A Chance
- Post 503: Something Somehow Sacred Part One
- Post 504: Something Somehow Sacred Part Two
- Post 505: Something Somehow Sacred Part Three
- Post 506: In a Dream
- Post 507: Drastic Times
- Post 508: Be Careful What You Wish For
- Post 509: Hot Soup, Familiar Face
- Post 510: This Is Some Rescue
- Post 511: Upon the Housetops Part One
- Post 512: Upon the Housetops Part Two
- Post 513: The Last Thing I Remember
- Post 514: Dialogue
- Post 515: Judgment Day Part One
- Post 516: Judgment Day Part Two
- Post 517: Judgment Day Part Three
- Post 518: Unexpected Help
- Post 519: I Have An Idea
- Post 520: Parting Is Such Sweet. . .Whatever
- Post 521: Saved
- Post 522: Walking Away
- Post 523: Bright, Shiny Objects
- Post 524: Without A Fuss
- Post 525: Wrap Up With A Nice Little Bow
- Post 526: Facing The Future
- Post 527: Until Next Time
- Post 528: The Truth
- Post 529: A New Beginning
- Post 530: The Flames Burn Hotter
- Post 531: Instinct
- Post 532: Preparations
- Post 533: Reality and Guilt
- Post 534: For Their Own Good Part One
- Post 535: For Their Own Good Part Two
- Post 536: Hairspray and Short Skirts
- Post 537: Masquerade
- Post 538: Halloween, Today?
- Post 539: Alter Ego
- Post 540: Flapper Tapper Girl
- Post 541: Can't Get Enough
- Post 542: Commander Who?
- Post 543: The Inmates Are. . .
- Post 544: And They Call Her Sir
- Post 545: Message In A Bottle
- Post 546: Full Disclosure Part One
- Post 547 Full Disclosure Part Two
- Post 548: Rendezvous?
- Post 549: Why the Long Face? Part One
- Post 550- Why the Long Face? Part Two
- Post 551: Why The Long Face? Part Three
- Post 552: Time to Meet
- Post 553: Quicksand, Part One
- Post 554: Quicksand, Part Two
- Post 555) Trapped
- Post 556) Heads or Tails
- Post 557) Take Your Stations Part One
- Post 558) Take Your Stations Part Two
- Post 559) Transponder
- Post 560) Damaged Goods
- Post 561) Damsel in Distress
- Post 562) The Invisibles
- Post 563) Showtime
- Post 564) Full Circle
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